A Wolf's Howl, A Fairy's Wing-Chapter 596 - 595 - The slave and the warrior [3/3]***

Astrid gulped as her gaze panned between Erik’s expression and his cock, lodged between Emily’s pale ass cheeks. "R— Really?" she asked with suppressed but obvious excitement. She’d never imagined herself doing anything even remotely like this… but now that she was here, she wanted it.

"Of course," Erik grinned suggestively. "I will always be her master, but tonight, you are also her mistress. You bought her for me after all, remember?"

To her own surprise, Astrid felt her naked lower body twitch when Erik named her Emily’s mistress for the night. Slowly, a grin spread on her lips, and she glanced back at Emily’s pleasure-addled, unfocused expression buried in the bed’s linen just below her own ass. The dark-haired goth clearly wasn’t listening to them.

"Don’t be too surprised," Erik chuckled as he continued hotdogging his dick slowly in between Emily’s cheeks. "We both know you have a dominant streak, Astrid. It’s just linked to fighting strength and switched a little the other way with me because I’m stronger than you."

He raised an eyebrow curiously. "But I believe you’re still stronger than Emily, no? So I don’t mind if you work out some of those urges on her… at least, in this kind of setting."

Astrid looked back at him and grinned. "Hehe, alright, then don’t mind if I do!"

Her hands stopped pressing Erik’s meaty staff into Emily’s fleshy cheeks, instead grabbing them firmly before pulling them apart. At the same time, Erik pulled his hips back, and their combined actions quickly revealed Emily’s winking sphincter.

Wasting no time as lust and desire burned inside him no less than his wives, Erik lined up his cock. He was still wet from Emily’s throat and his own load, so had no problem pushing it inside, his hands gripping her upper legs. Astrid watched the process with fascination.

Just recently, she’d let Erik fuck her ass when they were on their date, and yet she still couldn’t imagine how such a massive thing fit in there. It just made her wonder how it looked for her back then.

"So perverted…" she muttered, still pulling Emily’s cheeks apart, her eyes focused on Emily’s rapidly expanding asshole. "Since Arcanists and Runebound don’t actually produce any waste anymore, there’s really only one purpose left for this, huh…?"

Erik chuckled as he felt Emily’s well-trained ass grip and massage him from all sides. Even with all the times he’d done this, as well as the buttplug that Emily seemed to insist on wearing all the time, her ass remained relatively tight. Such were the benefits of being superhuman.

"I haven’t even thought of it like that yet…" he answered Astrid with an amused shake of his head. "That’s crazy…"

"Crazy hot, though, right…?" Astrid answered, her grin only ever growing wider.

"Absolutely!" Erik grunted as he pushed himself further inside.

Meanwhile, they both ignored Emily’s moaning and shaking. She’d finally woken up from her stupor when she felt herself being penetrated, and now had to take a moment to realize what was happening.

She was completely immobilized by the physically much stronger Astrid sitting on top of her and four hands gripping various parts of her lower body. The only thing she could move were her arms, which she immediately used to tightly grip the bed’s linnen as guttural moans began to escape from her abused throat.

"A— AH! Aaaaah!" she screamed in pleasure and delicious pain as Erik finally hilted inside her. "A— Astrid?! Wha— What—"

"Quiet, slave," Erik frowned as he glanced past Astrid and slowly started pumping back and forth. "You’ll take it like a good girl because we both know you’ll love every second of it. Now, hand your mistress one of your favourite tools so she can keep you motivated."

The muddled Emily blinked and had to take a moment to properly understand his words. At the same time, she felt some concern from Erik through their bond, not enough to break immersion, but enough as a reminder she could back out if she wanted. Having Astrid’s participation to this extent was new for both of them, after all.

But Emily needed less than a second to realize she didn’t care. Desire and lust were too high on her priority list right now to care about anything but her master’s cock in her ass.

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"Favourite tools…?" Astrid asked curiously, her gaze panning between Erik and Emily behind her.

Yet, Emily didn’t move. Even if she didn’t currently have the will to complain about her participation, that didn’t mean she would aid in it. She much preferred to let her mind drift away on a cloud of pleasure, pain, and blissful submission to her master.

Unfortunately, that same master wouldn’t be ignored. He narrowed his eyes and slapped Emily’s butt, causing her to gasp. "I gave you an order, slave! Share your tools!"

Forced to choose between obedience and disobedience, as well as a likely early ending to her ass fucking, Emily finally lifted a trembling hand and pulled a paddle from the personal storage in her collar. She never said a word, only continuing to moan in absentminded pleasure.

Grinning, Astrid immediately snatched the paddle from Emily’s hand and brought it down on the trembling ass beneath her in one elegant move.

"Aaah!" Emily screamed and immediately came a little, squirting some liquids from her neglected pussy, onto Erik’s legs.

"Oh, shit!" Astrid laughed as she noticed the results of her actions and felt a warmth spread in her lower body from the unfamiliar but exciting feeling of dominating someone.

"What a slut this slave is!" she exclaimed while grinning at her husband. "Cumming from her ass while getting spanked, tsk tsk. And doing it when her master hasn’t even done so yet! Absolutely shameful!"

Without delay, she brought the paddle down again. Once again, Emily scream-moaned but didn’t immediately cum this time, mostly just because she was still in the delicious aftershocks from the previous one.

"Hmpf, it seems you can learn!" Astrid snorted, almost disappointed it didn’t happen again, before grinning sadistically again. "But let’s see if you can keep that up!"

Once again, she brought the paddle down under Erik’s approving grin, and the pair continued like this for a little while longer until Astrid started making more demands of Emily.

"You’ve already cummed twice now!" Astrid accused in a dominant tone as she looked back at Emily with narrowed eyes. "Isn’t it time you thank us?!" She accentuated her words by bringing the paddle down again, immediately causing Emily to shake and moan.

"T— Thanksh you, Daddy!" she groaned, her body rocking under Erik’s thrusts as she slightly slurred her words, eyes rolled up, and saliva drooling onto the bed.

After that, however, she remained silent, and Astrid narrowed her eyes. "You’re forgetting someone!" she growled, once again bringing the paddle down.

"Ah!" Emily cried out, but immediately shook her head, clearly not entirely gone. "N— Never!"

Astrid narrowed her eyes. She was about to lift the paddle again when Erik chuckled in between thrusts. "Doing what she wants you to do anyway won’t convince her of anything, Astrid… Ugh… You need to take away what she already has."

Astrid blinked and looked down at Erik’s cock in Emily’s ass. She immediately realized what he meant and looked back up at Erik with pleading eyes. Now that she’d gotten this far, she desperately wanted to hear Emily call her mistress.

Unfortunately, Erik simply grinned at her. "I’m not that easy! Emily’s ass feels amazing, so you’ll need to offer me a good alternative!"

Astrid pouted, her thoughts racing.

Finally, she started grinning, "Fine!" and shuffled back across Emily’s body, wiping her dripping pussy against Emily’s back until she practically parked her bare ass against the base of Emily’s skull.

At this point, she had the room to plant her chin on top of Emily’s ass. At the same time, she opened wide and looked up at Erik mischievously, her tongue flicking out enticingly.

Her plan was clear, and a wide grin appeared on Erik’s face.