“You look beautiful when you smile like that,” he pointed out, her joy must have gotten the better of her. He didn't doubt he could undo her particular ailment though he had to be certain that he could do it, more so he had to show her to grant the confidence in her that he could.

Really it was flimsy though it would take time, and while normally that would not have been an issue they had to get moving. “Some of what I did will allow other memories to gradually return though there is a great deal more I would have to do to get at other stuff, nothing too complicated just time consuming.”

She really did look charming when she lit up like that. The big boobs had been abnormal among the Fae though he found them a pleasant change. But he really had no real compensation in mind. As a Fae he believe in the exchange of favors. If he had need of something in a century and she was in a position to help him out or supply it then he'd simply cash in such a voucher. Equivalent exchange, besides he wasn't doing much and while twenty or so years of memory was a big deal for her that was nothing for a Fae so the favor in exchange e would be a small one.

Stratos just smiled at her and shook his head slightly as if to remind her who she was dealing with. He looked away to Roc who had been watching the pair closely and had to have noted their little touching earlier. He looked back to her.

“He'll say yes … but ...” He studied her closely, carefully remembering she was not Fae, nor had her traveling companion been. He considered it carefully. “I'm afraid that I have to be a bit crass about it.”

He leaned forward and dropped his voice. “He's hoping to … well I guess I don't have to disclose that for you to get the drift. I only need to be present to do what I need to do, it would be impaired some with all that's going on and would kick in afterward but that isn't too much of a problem. But it looks as if you have a decision to make, one or the other or both, three different possibilities, though I've only dipped to check the answer of that question and really don't know him, or you for that matter, he is a dwarf and I can infer if you choose both it will be rough, almost as if he'd be showing me what I'm missing out on. Just my guess, again I do not know him very well.”

He was less to the point about sex in the beginning as if taking in her species but towards the end he just came out with what was on his mind. To him having both was the best of both worlds if she were into the rougher stuff or could endure it for a session though he could be wrong there. Still, if she waited Fae were patient, and the fact that he did this so easily gave her hope that Nicodemus once he had been fully recovered could do much the same. The biggest problem about choosing both would be bringing this up to Roc, though how much would he mind, he'd probably opt out of the matter knowing that her memories were important to get back but could she have both as Stratos put it?

Heat rushed to her cheeks when he first hinted at her beauty and in response her smile diminished, not out of discomfort, but rather due to the fact how surprisingly flattering it was to hear it. They hadn’t gotten off to a good start early on. She would have loved to burn him to a crisp when they first met each other yet over time her feelings changed, just like her priorities when it came to him, the fire within her growing calmer though by nature Flame happened to be quite chaotic at times, much like the element her magic utilized on a regular basis. She was no stranger to her beauty either, perhaps even exploited it in some cases, but hearing it from the immortal Stratos was a first.

While Flame had her back turned to Roc, Stratos did not and seemed to dip into the surface thoughts of his mind to extract the answer both of them were likely looking for. When it became clear what he meant, her flushed cheeks grew warmer still despite the fact the two travelling companions planned something along those lines before even heading to Cane. It would not be their first time, either, but there was the potential of recovering both a portion of her memories and cherishing the knowing touch of the man who might not be so dour in the first place. Stratos continued with the prospect of encouraging her companion to go rougher on her in his mere presence, certainly hitting close to what the buxom sorceress enjoyed most.

It was a difficult choice for one or the other alone prevented the neglected scenario from occurring. Aside from the fact both Dwarves didn’t fancy Fae and vice versa, it’d be a lot to ask of Roc to not only have her, but to take her in front of Stratos. She didn’t think the Fae would join in even though his recurring glances at the swell of her breasts revealed as much, but in the end there was the matter of how much Roc was willing to tolerate in order to lay claim her that night yet again.

Yet thinking back on their passionate night together, Flame recalled him summoning gargoyles from another Shadow, not to mention that tentacle monster although her recollection of those events had been rather hazy. Sharing her before didn’t appear to be much of an issue although none of these creatures they had to deal with in any way beyond the confines of their bedroom.

Roc would be unable to see it while Stratos most certainly picked up on her response. She bit down on her lower lip in the heat of the moment, adorable yet indecisive amid the wealth of opportunities presented to her and it would have been a lie to say Stratos hadn’t piqued her interest a little. Her gaze dipped to the table before them, her fingers fidgetting a bit while mulling the thought over in the back of her head.

“If you promise not to tell anyone but me about what you’re seeing tonight, I’ll settle for both.” Stealing a promise from a Fae worked best when it came to securing her privacy. Or did she get that one wrong? Did it even work on a Sylph? She thought it might. Neither her memories nor the potential scene with Roc were meant to be told. She decided that’d be best in the long run considering how they’d be working together in the future and just one tiny mishap might make the words slip. If he chose to refuse, Flame settled for Roc alone, but that was more of a maneuver to see whether Stratos could be swayed rather than abandoning his presence forever. After receiving a response, however, Flame jumped into action. With that much being said, the curvaceous temptress began to rise off her seat and turned to Roc, approaching him with an expression which gradually warmed up the closer they got to touching the other.

“Hey, Roc?” Flame sheathed his arm in the valley of her large bosom, their height difference even including a portion of his shoulder which had been blessed by the cushiony marshmallow warmth of her breasts whost softness wrapped around him under the pressure of her body. “Can I talk to you for a minute?” She practically forced herself upon him, firing a barrage of more or less subtle hints at him as to how she felt about his current thoughts for they were no longer a secret to her. One hand touched upon his shoulder, the other languidly draped over his chest in a tender caress, revealing her silken smooth skin to his own while ushering him a bit further away from the Fae to bring up the matter in a more private atmosphere.

For once, Flame decided to play her hand with a bit more determination, going all in to capture his attention for the time being, to give him a minor portion of what he wanted before moving on to the actual proposal of having them both at the same time. She’d given herself to him before and he knew what he’d be missing out on if he was to decline. With her that close to him, the grandiose charms of her voluptuous body affixed to his with the distant fragrance of her sweet scent wafting through the air, the nubile young red head hoped to convince him in due time it’d be best to consume her in Stratos’s presence tonight.

She knew Fae She sought a promise and while Fae did not make promises lightly the request was a simple one. What happened he wouldn't think much of, he was Fae but at the same time he was Fae and would have revealed any information without thinking of it.

A century down the line someone could make an off handed comment that she was a wild one, share a story and he could have responded that that story had nothing on this one … He wouldn't seek to do so maliciously, he was Fae and just didn't give these things a second thought.

But it wasn't a huge ask, and it wasn't as if he spoke with many people these days. He hated the thoughts of others always cluttering his head. A few dzoen, he had learned to shift through paying them no attention just as one would tune out background noise.

“It's a promise,” humans were so strange and this placed her at ease so he had no problem with it. He doubted if any one was going to torture him for information about what she was like in the bedroom and all he was going to do was watch so he wouldn't have any direct experience any way.

She stood and Roc's attention had been on her at once. He may have thought that he had said something upsetting to her and even managed to take a few steps closer in her direction before seeing that that hadn't been the case.

In fact he had the pleasure of feeling those soft bosoms again, and he opened his mouth as to ask her if she was alright but closed his mouth as he was drawn away. His thoughts turning to his own desires and the memories that they shared when they were last here.

But her actions were so sudden, so off, that he had to control his own thoughts even if moving was getting a bit restrictive. He concentrated and reached out. He could sense the effect of magic, Enchantment, but it was old, it was the lock that suppressed her memories.

Fae liked mischief and his first thought was that Stratos did something to her, controlled her in some fashion, maybe to strip down maybe something else, Fae didn't think too much about sex and the only reason why a pair weren't on a table already was that the place catered to species that were far more reserved … he did not put it past them to do it behind the scenes though. He even suspected that some of the patrons came here to get their favorite waiter or waitress alone.

She smiled good, and he liked having her this close He was well aware of the restrictions in place, and best of all Spencer had not been here to muck anything up this time. Oh, he wanted her alright. It was unusual that there would be such a strong cross species attraction but there was something he could not explain about her that he had been drawn to. Her nature, the fact that she was a kindred spirit using elemental magic that complimented his own, the fact that they had both been imprisoned by Tori? All of these and more?

Appeased that she wasn't being influence he was drawn away with her far enough from Stratos. He was out of eye shot which was good, most abilities required line of sight to function. The ranges were scaled down from their, 120 feet, 60, 30, personal. Invisibility helped to some degree. It stopped someone from targeting you directly but not an area that you happened to be in. Much of Flame's destructive magic worked in that way. Targeting an area with a blast of fire. Invisibility did not help you much if you were still in the blast but something like Enchantment you had to focus on your target.

But that was why the spell to divine invisible things had been so easy to learn and often was by those that required to see their targets.

“What's on your mind?” He asked. He had some idea that it was sexual in nature … she didn't eat or drink something then he remembered that he touched her. Did he prick her with something? He took her hand, turning it over. Her touch against his chest had accelerated his heart rate which increased even more in panic, but not mark, he ran his thumb over the spot that was touched. Bone dry so not liquid was applied. She was doing this on her own, whatever it was, and since she wasn't being influenced he was more than willing to hear her out though could he have honestly held out against her advances if that were not the case?

He would, he would dispel it, and if matters lead in that direction any way he certainly wasn't going to complain. As it were he didn't think there would be many of these opportunities before she was with Nicodemus unless he got freaked out by her nature, he was certain that this wouldn't be the case. She helped get his feather back, free him of servitude and, well he was unable to resist her and he doubted that Nicodemus would have much more luck than he.

Perhaps driving him up against the wall and backing him into a corner with her current attitude might not have been the greatest idea considering whom they were dealing with at the time. In all likelihood Stratos could have encouraged her to do anything he wanted with a mere touch hence Roc checked up on the back of her hand for any signs of intrusion. Naturally there weren’t any and while he was left to ponder as to why Flame behaved in such a fashion, dragging him off for a moment among themselves, she had been privy to his thoughts with regards to the following night.

A warm smile graced her lips at the question and his general behaviour which conveyed his alert state of mind well enough. She didn’t want him to think that anything was off. “Sorry I jumped you like that. I should’ve known you weren’t going to take the contact of our hands lightly.” Since he must have seen it in order to check the back of her hand, Flame thought it best to take that off his mind with as much ease in her movements as possible when he found himself brought to a corner where none could see them. “You don’t have to worry about me. It’s not his doing. If anything, I’m excited for tonight.”

Maybe it had to do with the fact he once saved her life back on Sirocco, that he didn’t abandon her when the magic barrier within the cave holding Nicodemus’s feather prevented Constructs of any kind from entering and they faced off against a vile hellspawn together. She admired such incredible valor. Anyone would. He was a strong warrior who, despite her being a near complete stranger throughout the early days of their adventure, never left her behind to fend for herself. She never even took his riches into account when they first shared a bed together. Wealth hardly mattered in her more carnal oriented affairs and it showed given her history of sexual escapades thus far.

She pressed up against him in order to emphasize the words that’d follow next. “Stratos told me what’s on your mind as well, what you want to do to me.” A stark crimson blush crept over her features at the notion of sex in their minds. Just saying the words out loud shamed the nubile young sorceress greatly, without alcohol to encourage those statements at the very least, but with what could be Nicodemus’s child growing inside her from their recent lovemaking, Flame didn’t wish to risk it even though no signs of bearing his offspring occurred to her thus far.

Yet despite her growing embarrassment, Flame clung to him like a moth drawn to the light. She could feel the extent of his muscles against her clothed chest, strong and powerful arms to hold her even in the darkest hour. “I’ve wanted it to happen, too, once we caught another break from all the travelling, but .. something’s come up.”

“I’ve spoken to him about my memories before he touched my hand. Stratos showed me something, an unlocked memory shortly before everything has been taken from me. I saw Tori and the Goblins that pulled me along to a table, no doubt in order to strap me down, but that’s beside the point right now.” She continued on after a brief pause. “He’s offered to unlock my memories, free of charge. All I’d have to do is remain in his presence overnight. I wouldn’t have to get physically involved with him in any way beyond sharing the same room.”

Soon thereafter, her countenance changed to a more somber nature, knowing what that entailed unless Roc could be persuaded into doing something he’d practically never do in the first place. “Still .. I know what you want. I know what I want, but I can’t have both. So .. I’m forced to make a choice. However, if you could tolerate his presence ..”

In that case Flame could have both without choosing either one or the other although in the end it was only a matter of time before both tended to come along on a schedule of their own. Whether Roc could resist temptation or not ultimately decided what tonight would have in store for her and yet with her bodily warmth snuggling up against his, the choice likely wasn’t going to be an easy one for him to make. What he’d miss out on awaited his response right next to him, spreading her enticing warmth and comfort through what clothing surrounded the curve and charm stricken beauty that was eager to have him.

“Can't be too cautious,” he glanced back in the direction they had come. It was fine, he rather enjoyed the contact but that set off immediate warning bells since it had not been the norm. Thus he checked and everything checked out. But the color soon left his face when she spoke about his thoughts..

Flame was eager for the night too and seemed to be looking forward to just that. He made a nervous swallow, one brought on by excitement more than anything. After all he remembered quite well what the last time brought and it was more than fun.

But then she mentioned Stratos, her memories and the chance to get them back. She was immortal as was the Fae but this was more a timing thing since they would likely be splitting up or soon after. He was not sure if Stratos intended on seeing the others first or getting a quick start on things but either way there would not be much time and it could be some more before they had the opportunity so now worked best.

At first he had thought she was choosing Stratos, not in a sexual way but in order to get her memory back. He did not fault that desire, then it hit her as to what she was implying, that she wanted this but wanted the memories too, oh dear, he's corrupted her he didn't control her, Stratos just showed her the Fae way of doing things. She could have her cake and eat it too, Stratos must have been one of those voyeur sorts though he knew from experience it was far better to b participant then a spectator.

He was uncertain, considered it for a moment, regarded her and seeing the swirl of excitement there. “My, my, that's certainly Fae like ...” He paused looked back but obviously didn't see much before his attention came back to her.

“Two conditions,” he held up his index finger. “He does not participate at all, no touching nothing save for looking he'd need that to work his magic so I can't stop him from that. Two,” a second finger shot up. He paused, unsure as if making it a condition could be a mistake or not. It wasn't as if he wished to sabotage matters, he had a few ideas if it came to it. Those he looked over that shapely form, glanced about to ensure no one was watching then stepped forward a hand groping between her legs.

It was quick but got the point across. “I want this, single thrust, prolonged, it doesn't matter but in any case I won't spill inside you. If these conditions are acceptable then you'll get the best of both worlds this time around, it's not as if we didn't have an audience last time.”

He referred to Spencer, who neither had heard from in a bit after his infiltration attempt. Normally Fae were patient though Faerie Dragons lacked the lifespan to be so. They were unusual in that way when compared with the eternal Fae. He hoped everything was alright though it was obvious that he hit a snag he just hoped he was handling it well.

If they happened to be all by themselves tonight, there was not a shred of doubt in her mind he would’ve taken her to the next available room to live out their fantasies to the fullest, no matter how lewd they turned out to be. Surely Roc wanted her, too, but having her near the Fae must have encouraged him to contemplate matters. Almost like a father making rules for sleeping over at a friend’s house for the first time, he was making some rules, but unlike what one might expect from their daughter, there was no sighing, no eye rolling, merely a beautiful woman listening to what he had to say.

He caught her off guard when reaching for the narrow space between her thighs, no matter how brief their contact truly was as the sorceress nearly recoiled in surprise only for him to retract his hand once again. She did give rise to a low gasp, however, her cheeks enhanced by a stark crimson hue by now. Staying sober with all these things happening around her certainly had an effect. She was mostly human in her thoughts and while she wanted both from the start, her inhibitions hadn’t vanished completely.

Initially Flame pondered on whether to tease him or not when it came to demanding that one thrust into her womanhood, to have her in a way few men ever would, but thinking back on how difficult the choice had been with Whitney in the first place, the young woman refrained. She didn’t think much on how it had to be a special thing for men to experience, either. It just required a great deal of will power on her part to take the risk given the fact she and Roc weren’t actually together in the same way as she and Nicodemus even though the Dwarf had been by her side for a long time over the past few days.

“Alright.” She spoke up upon biting her lower lip, hinting at the torn nature of her thoughts in regards to the choice, but in the end Flame made up her mind. Crimson eyes flickered up to meet his, her excitement all the more visible as her breaths came quicker now, causing her chest to rise and fall all the more enticingly. “I accept your conditions.” Part of her felt awfully timid compared to last time they had been intimate together, leaving her to wonder with how much confidence she could even approach the situation at hand. Now they merely had to relay to Stratos how tonight was going to play out.

She agreed, though there had been some consideration on her part it had told him just how important that this had been for her. He smiled in return knowing that she had trusted him and that she had wanted this. Part of him had wanted to know her intimately like that, part had wondered just how much she had been willing to give up and the blush was a nice twist.

But there was so much, so many thoughts swirling through his head. With all those little details out of the way he took her by the wrist guiding her along with him to the desk. His grip was light though and disappeared once she began to follow before they were back in sight of anyone. It was only to give her the idea to follow.

He got two rooms though they'd only need one. For appearance she thought. Though he did not say anything about contacting Stratos. Instead he brought her close by, feeling that if the Fae peeked into his head earlier he would do so now or pick up on that vibe.

Bringing Flame to one of the bedrooms he set the keys down on an end table, shutting the door but left it unlocked. “I'm sure he got the idea.” And if not they could always go fetch him before long. He circled her though, considering how he wanted to begin. His index finger skimmed over her rump each time he passed behind her.

Then coming to rest in front of her her took one of her breasts in his grasp, squeezed it and set a hand over her ass drawing her closer to him, setting his lips against hers as he stood up on his toes to make that contact.

When that contact ended he stepped back, his eyes coursing over her slowly. She had felt how hard he was during that contact. He smile at her thought. “Undress, please.” He stated as he began to collect energy into himself.

Before she could comply though her arms were gasped by the stone creature that materialized behind her. “Unless you want me to do it for you,” a grin, he glanced to the door. “Or perhaps I should just wait to unwrap you.” He took the other breast, sampling it with his touch as the other hand scaled her side drifting down over her thigh then back up again.

“I’m sure he did.” Nothing more managed to squeeze past her lips once they wound up all alone. She was anxious to begin, yet unlike before her inhibitions were fully intact which made preparing for the moment at hand quite a challenge. Sparks of excitement ignited within her core as he drank in the sight of tonight’s prized company, a woman ever so attractive as she was passionate. Flame shuddered lightly with every fleeting touch dragging over the cushiony hills of her rump and her senses could barely handle the growing tension in the room as her body yearned more.

Roc seized one of her plump breasts, each soft and full while spilling over the edges of his palm given the sheer volume of these sublime globes of flesh. Yet when he drew her closer with a hand sampling the feel of her succulent rear, Flame held the passionate union of their lips for as long as humanly possible. As much as he could not hope to conceal the bulge in his pants, the perfect hourglass shaped temptress before him couldn’t hide a set of erect nipples as they poked into her top from below. Once they fell apart, however, the gregarious red head got ready to undress at once.

Suddenly, Flame found herself interrupted as her arms were secured at once, preventing her from moving and the shock on her features had been obvious. She threw a glance over her shoulder, drinking in the sight of what could only be one of his summons. It calmed her senses to know he happened to be responsible, but it didn’t take away any of the pleasant chill racing down her spine at the realization Roc could easily seize control of the situation.

As much as ending up restrained surprised the nubile sorceress initially, her mind turned to the darker desires in its depths and found the prospect of being incapable to free herself most exciting. She enjoyed the feeling of being restrained, to be the submissive party while the object of her desire approached the buxom sorceress with dominance. It occurred to her he might prefer doing something along those lines as well. Flame then remained almost perfectly still while her radiant crimson eyes lingered upon him, hot and heavy in their prolonged stare with her charms so easily accessed in her current stance. “Would you do me the honor of doing it for me?”

Smooth peachy cheeks flushed further as he took a liking to feeling her up and the lithe lush puckers of her lips parted in a soft sigh. They quivered in anticipation and soon her lower lip served to stifle another sound hinting at her enjoyment as she bit down on it. She tensed up, then relaxed, torn between either state as he rubbed her sweet spots. She had a harder time keeping things up as they were without alcohol tending to her inhibitions, but Flame wanted this as much as he. “Tonight is all yours, so do with me as you please.” Whether he chose to unwrap his gift now or wait for their guest to arrive was his choice alone.

Aside from what few conditions they established before entering their bedroom for the night, there were practically no boundaries to keep his imagination in check. Just one thrust into her womanhood, maybe more if they both dared to go down that route, that and the fact Stratos wasn’t permitted to participate.

Anything beyond that happened to be up to how adventurous he felt when it came to exploring his own desires. Whenever Stratos arrived to reside in their presence, Flame certainly shared the thought he’d be rougher with her then to show what their audience of one was missing out on although anything up to that point was bound to be enjoyable as well. She saw it in his eyes, his behaviour and didn’t believe to have misread him in the least. If not for her fondness for their angelic ally, he seemed quite keen on keeping her close once their struggle against the witch finally came to an end. Such enthusiasm encouraged her to spend the night with him, while at the same time having a chance to regain suppressed memories.

Roc didn't get to unwrapping her straight away. “I will when it suits me.” She was pressed forward with a command in the Terran tongue to the stone creature. This allowed him to get at her lips easier His hand massaging a breast alternating between rubbing and squeezing.

He played with her. Rubbing her breasts, pressing each together. Squeezing her ass then rubbing between her thighs. He did all this without undressing her touching and playing to stall for time it became apparent. His touched altered between rough and gentle though it wasn't too long before Stratos arrived.

He did not say anything, just closed the door and sat down. When their audience of one had arrived Roc gave the summoned creature further instructions and it shifted her so to present a better view. Once this was completed though Roc went to work displaying his enhanced strength, first by taring open her top, exposing those breasts that he eagerly made contact with. Fondling one and roughly sucking on the other.

After taking his fill he turned his attention to the remainder of her clothes, taring and shredding them, discarding them. He smiled when she was totally naked, inspecting her briefly. The tip of one finger went to an erect nipple circling it just as he reached between her legs doing the same with her clit.

But it was a three pronged attack as he stepped in tracing his tongue against the other nipple. His eyes flicked up to her, watching her features, altering the speed of his fingers against her sensitive bits.

Roc drew away from her breast. He seemed to have an idea, smiled and brought his touch against the curve of her breast. Walking behind her she heard him chant something though even Stratos strained to see. From his vantage point he was probably seeing just the back of the dwarf or there was something going on he could not clearly make out behind the rock creature.

Before long his gaze traced over her nude form, finding that a much more pleasant site. As a Psi he could have done something telekinetic she reasoned though as a fae he adhered to any agreements made. Or perhaps what he was doing took quite a bit of effort, it could be easy too do but signing countless documents may have been easy but time consuming.

Whatever Roc was doing didn't take too much time though she felt something both hard and wet press against her ass. His finger rubbing against the slit of her sex now in slow motion. “Hm, I wonder if my finger would count against that single thrust? Any way there is no restriction the the other hole is there?” A bit more pressure against her as he made a signal to the elemental summoned creature that was holding her though her body pressed forward a little requiring his hand on her hip to stabilize her.

“Just how would you rule on that?” He asked her still rubbing that slit nice and slow.

With but one command Flame had been pressed forward and merely held up by the pale creature securing her arms. It brought her into a more suitable position for the Dwarf. At the same time it became more embarrassing, more exposed, yet equally exhilarating as he set out to sample her charms every which way. His lips met hers while he heightened her desire little by little, working her towards the ultimate goal until Stratos arrived.

Shifted again, a shudder induced gasp escaped these lithe ruby lips and her heart began to race with the realization that two individuals were going to be here today. Unlike last time with Flame being drunk and adventurous, in addition to an unseen visitor, they didn’t have the luxury of lost inhibitions. Today, they had an audience. She had flushed cheeks and burned in equal measures of shame and carnal desires. Then again, perhaps an experience as pure as this where the young buxom woman had no chance to hide would be all the more exciting for them.

Sweet whimpers rang through the air once Roc began to wreak havoc on her clothes. She writhed and squirmed on occasion, overwhelmed by the surprising course his actions took right then and there. Though when her ample breasts first came into view, they found her nipples to be quite erect, each throbbing with surges of blood racing through the delicate cherries. After taking his fill of the lewd pillowy flesh, they only appeared to have hardened further. Needless to say, she had a weakness for the rougher types and it showed in the moisture near her blooming flower as well. Such a raw display of strength had been a huge turn on for her. Audience or not, her mind shared a fondness for the way Roc treated her now.

Yet Flame was torn between either of the two men who let their eyes roam freely across every bit of skin laid out before them. Just one got physically involved with her, exploring and gradually attuning her body to the situation they were in. Yet both men drank her in, without a doubt, and when she locked eyes with Stratos for a moment there was no lack of certainty in that regard. Stealing glances at the voluptuous woman was as simple as having dinner in the lobby. She’d already become their main attraction tonight. What came next was merely limited by their respective creativity.

After enduring his continuous advances, Flame was dripping with need whilst her muscles quaked beneath the rush of emotions of being stimulated in the open like that. Sultry, half-lidded eyes glanced over her shoulder in disbelief when the stone creature pressed up further against the crack of her peach shaped rump, the wetness adding to her peril as it helped in preparing her rear entrance for the intrusion to come. For now, she was left swallowing hard, dangled by a thread above the impending buildup of pressure. It would’ve been a lie to say she didn’t want to receive the featureless elemental there.

Her eyes shut for a moment as her voice trembled in anticipation before Flame flickered her gaze back to Roc, her condition made worse by the lone digit tracing along her quivering pussy lips which were getting soaked in her own sweet juices. “I-I ..” She wanted both. By the Gods, her body was burning up with want and his every erotic tease had her longing for more. It was a stream of sensations never meant to subside as the few moments it took her to consider felt like an eternity. “Ah .. I-It doesn’t count- Ahhnn ..” Flame managed to produce the words while her core ached for an adequate fill. She looked back at the man who entertained the thought of having her tonight, giving rise to the stark contrast between her bashful facade and overwhelming sexual thirst that was emanating from the scarlet shimmer of her eyes right then. “N-No restriction .. on the other ..”

“Hm ...” Roc announced as he took a knee at her side. One hand spread her open as he looked at the juicy pink flower before him. Leaning in he licked over that slit from the bottom to the top getting some of those juices over his tongue as he continued to tease. His head drawing back to give Stratos a better view.

“And a tongue?” He was collecting information as he brushed over that slit with two fingers for a few seconds more. They set against her, held themselves there then pressed in suddenly. Curling into her chalice in one direction like a drill until he could get no deeper then reversing direction on the way back out.

She was nice and tight but he was strong and could summon up enough strength to get the task done. Still he looked up watching her features before doing so again he could adjust as needed though this time he leaned forward nipping at her leg with soft bites. Just a few more seconds those fingers drew out when she heard that gravely tone as he issued another command that brought her body forward as she felt something quite hard and wet press inside her back entrance. Once she was pressed forward as far as she would go fingers pressed her back as they drilled inside her then as they spiraled back out she was being pressed forward again.

The stone cock from what she could guess and the fingers worked together building up enough speed and quickly escalating between them though their pace at started at the high end and thus didn't have far to climb.

But as that payed out something unusual happened. It was a vivid memory so intense that it was as if it were happening then in addition to the sensations she had been feeling now. It had to be an enhanced memory deliberate or not as Stratos had to be seeing the extent of what was necessary to unlock it.

Feelings had come in and out, strong at some points diminishing then strong once more as if Stratos was trying out things. Various keys as to how strong to make those memories especially if they all were attempting to rush back at once. Perhaps he was organizing their strength so she didn't have more of a memory then normal, but his methods focused on her most recent lost memories.

And those focused on her capture … she could see a village, the raging fires that she was sculpting and extinguishing though at the same time she could hear the screams and cries all about her. Sounds of battle and more … goblins forcing themselves on women. She saved who she could but between snuffing out fires and dealing with goblins she was soon attacked herself.

Some she scorched, her skills were amazing but there were lots of goblins. Normally a bit timid they were being spurned on. They attempted to grapple her taring at clothes, groping her but she was able to fight them off at least until a half dozen or so launched oil at her soaking her so she could not use her flames least she incinerate herself. But she had other options. Her offensive magic had been limited when fire was taken out of the equation though and before long she had been soaked and on her knees. Her firm mounds squeezed, the remaining clothes torn and shredded from her. She could feel their rough touches all over her, even smell the masculine scent of a goblin cock at it was presented before her, as another prepared to take her from behind.

When her fate seemed to be sealed a larger goblin barked out something as he came upon the scene. She could hear renewed fighting closer and it sounded as if the tide was turning against the goblins. Play time had been over, she was spared from such humiliation that only matched up with later memories with Nicodemus. Where she was she couldn't say there had been no clues other than a feel of it being a village. Professional soldiers had to come here, perhaps they were trailing the goblins or dispatched to stopped them. The memory was one of the ones before the one with Tori.

It felt real as if it were happening in addition to what was occurring before her. The village would probably be made more detailed with other memories since they seemed to be going backwards though there was still the gap between this scene and being before Tori which may not have been too interesting or something Stratos skipped over to give her this little tid bit first.

Spread open and put on display, how humiliating an experience it was and yet Flame couldn’t help but feel her own desire escalate further when both men got their chance to regard her most intimate womanhood in great detail. All the while she burned for a knowing touch and keenly anticipated the moment he finally leaned in to claim part of tonight’s carnal feast. It hardly took off the edge when he dragged his tongue over the soaked petals before him, even encouraging her hips to buck forward at what little she was given although she managed to refrain from pleading for more just yet.

She wound up penetrated from the front as he steered her responses with his fingers alone, leaving her squealing delightedly at the friction as the sound slipped past her lithe lips without hopes of being contained any longer. Her head fell forward as her body shuddered in response to his actions, crimson bangs partially concealing the burning lust in her eyes. His response came in the form of a nod as there was no way for her to speak coherently amid wave upon wave of sensations crashing down on her, each mixing with the shame and strange pleasure in being taken like this in front of another.

It wasn’t long before both he and the summoned servant were upon her. In an instant her muscles locked up, but they pushed beyond her resistance with ease which made for an all the more intense lovemaking session. She melted from within as every intrusion spread her clenching muscles and forced greater sounds of pleasure from the nubile woman’s lungs. Rocking back and forth beneath the merciless assault of her current partners, her ample breasts swaying rhythmically in turn, there was little more Flame could hope for as her body was being taken with relentless abandon.

Soon thereafter, there was a blend of sensory impressions hitting Flame all at once. Suddenly, everything changed. She was both there in that bedroom, with Roc and Stratos exploring her up close and from afar, and not there at the same time. What played out before her eyes didn’t seem familiar at all, but she realized what was happening soon enough.

She observed a memory from her own perspective and while surrounding details were scarce, that much was clear. Flame lacked the why, but answering the what had been rather plain and simple. A village on fire, likely a goblin raid of some sort with her smack in the middle of things, doing her best to limit the extent of destruction and assisting anyone she came across until she became a victim as well. Soaked in oil and unable to fend off the remaining goblins, they foisted themselves upon the comely woman the moment she fell into the dirt. Smelling them was revolting, feeling them up close even more so.

A worse fate had been prevented by whatever circumstances changed for the goblins in question. Whatever it was, she was thankful for it. They were called off the distraught sorceress, leaving her in tatters. In a matter of moments Flame began to rise on wobbly legs as her assailants ran off. She grit her teeth, holding back curses and tears alike at what would've transpired here if they hadn't left. Once standing, nature clearly betrayed her charms as her nipples had become erect and her cheeks were flushed in a mixture of rage, shame and lust, but she hardly cared about the fact they’d left her in the nude at that moment in time.

While she didn’t remember why she’d come here or what this place even was, the sensible course of action would be to find some water although looking at the flames it’d be unlikely to find some that wasn’t being thrown at the burning structures all around. Yet Flame had to get rid of the oil covered her up to be of use, to be able to help. Some gaps certainly lingered in memory and while Flame merely watched on as reality filled her body with pleasure, she truly wanted to explore the past as well. In a way, even this much had been a relief. Extinguishing the flames and aiding these people meant she was good-natured at that point, taking away the fear of having been a horrible person before losing her memories, a concern she’s had ever since waking up on Carrion.

The stony member in her backside could be felt against the fingers that filled her tight warmth. The elemental used slow but deep thrusts filling her to a reasonable depth. It had been no deeper then she had experienced with Roc prior but she could feel the cool stone hit against her rear at the apex of each of those thrusts that filled her.

The stone phallus was wet and unyielding unlike that of flesh but more than capable of doing the job. Her clit eagerly rubbed by Roc's thumb though the fingers that had been pressing inside her matched that pace.

Yet the dwarf moved in taking a large tit in his grasp first pressing his fingers into it then guiding it to his lips. She would feel the coolness of his mouth as he suckled her, then his tongue swirled against her nipple before he sucked against it again.

The coolness contrasted the memories of that village, the temperature there hot from the flames that raged about her. While she searched for water she heard the sounds of fighting even closer. Whatever the goblins had been facing had been nearly here.

She could see a well though the villagers had their hands full and had not formed up any fire fighting techniques. Having hauled the bucket up half way from the well her attention had been upon a group of goblins that ran by driven off perhaps though they paid her no attention. But the ogre with them stopped and paused as he gazed at her. Then smiled, whatever threat driving the goblins off had not been so urgent for the giant-kin … he looked familiar too … similar to Murk, the one that Nicodemus killed when she was a prisoner, not the same one but similar so it was obvious that they shared the same lineage. Siblings maybe, though she had bigger problems to deal with as he started forth after a moment where he was just standing there as if trying to remember something but was distracted by her nude body.

He pointed a club at her, said something in that language of his … others were fighting, other goblins were rushing by paying her no mind. Yet that ogre came forth after bellowing out a challenge. She evaded the smashing club but the ogre was just a tad smarter than she thought, that attack making use of her fears being a feint so he could grapple her. Her young oily body that was tougher to restrain …

She could feel herself being lifted in the room by her legs. Held by the elemental that still took her backside her legs had been drawn up and grasped by her ankles by the gargoyle before her, a stony cock rubbing against her primed sex brushing up and down though Roc was now at her side and Stratos at the other so that he had a better look.

Roc gazed at her, as restrained as she felt in the present she remembered her limbs being restrained by that ogre. The wrestling excited it though thankfully at least for now there was some concern about the fighting getting closer but those touches blended in with Roc's so well as he roughly fondled her breast and brushed a thumb over her erect nipple.

“And what about stone members?” Roc asked in continuation to his earlier question. Certainly there was no danger there though the gargoyle continued to rub against her just as the ogre had in her though though less forceful and not as rough.

All sensations crashing down on her were tearing away at her senses in more ways than one. She was drawn back and forth between the past and current events, experiencing both at the same time. She’d never felt like anything like it and it showed in the way Flame observed everything through a veil of conflicting sensations and emotions.

While Roc put on a good show, the memory took its course. She might’ve been naive to head for water, but soaked rags hardly made for the best tool in rubbing oil off her body. The dirt might absorb it all yet cling to her in the process, setting her ablaze all the same. After nearly getting raped by goblins, she saw no other choice.

Seeing an ogre approach halfway through retrieving a bucket of water, however, made her wish she’d chosen differently. She was looking as ripe and juicy as any woman on the beach looking for a decent tan. It practically invited creatures like him to have their share. Yet when he made his move, he actually managed to trick her into evading his club. Shortly after, there was little room to maneuver and a hideous heap of flesh and muscle right on top of her.

Subduing Flame became more of a challenging affair for the oiled, voluptuous beauty writhed and squirmed the moment he chose to take her, but made little difference to the outcome. She slipped out of holds meant to restrain her, but never got far enough to escape. All the while, his scent invaded her senses. It rubbed off on her sun kissed skin and marked the poor girl for ages to come for the very fragrance had been far too overwhelming to outright dismiss. Such bestial potency had her mind reeling and stomach turning all the same, but then again she was strangely taken to his powerful musk. Though part of his rough nature excited her it hardly made circumstances any better or worse considering the moments to come.

Soft nubile flesh washed over him and thanks to her lack of intact clothes left nothing unexplored. She rubbed against him as she fought to get away, smearing him with the bounty of her peach shaped rear, yet in hindsight it might’ve just served to excite him further until he trapped her at last. Worse even, by now the oil mixed with heat induced sweat which hadn’t emerged from the raging fires alone, but a most discomforting rise in shame and excitement altogether as he dared to touch her.

Her expression darkened with anger as she pressed back first against her assailant, feeling his warmth bleed into her own, but her gorgeous features softened as soon as he took to her physical weakspots. Her cheeks flushed as her thighs flushed together to hide her most intimate womanhood. He fondled her breast, a glorious heap of tit flesh which could swallow a hand whole though he was far larger than humans. In little time he discovered her hardened nipples and toyed with her charms, all the while receiving reluctant albeit blatant verbal responses to his actions in the form of gasps and moans.

Her only hope was the fighting coming close enough to deter him, but even then there were risks. Were they surrounded by whatever forces had come to fight the goblins? Or had they neglected to cover any angle and left one end of the village completely open for escape? Were they going to eliminate him or did he have a chance to get away with her as some sort of plaything? It was the uncertainty of it all which brought her to tears as he groped the wares before him. Though on the inside Flame was burning with rage, her body complying with the sensory inputs he delivered, she was horrified to be caught in a situation like that. She remembered the feeling all too well in addition to being torn between excitement and horror.

Glassy eyes flickered back and forth between the two men. She didn’t recall them stepping closer with the constant back and forth in her mind, but it made no difference. Clearly Stratos decided to partake in his own way, at least Flame thought that’s what he did, all while giving her what she requested and the girl refrained from filling Roc in on what was actually happening. It felt too good despite the reality of the memory he chose to show her now. She had to wonder whether he dug in her mind before to summon such a scene to her inner eyes at the right time, but for the moment she was far too distracted to care.

There they stood and watched as yet another creature began to sample her exposed charms. She couldn’t hide from either of them as the gargoyle took her. Though her body enjoyed giving them a feast for their eyes, part of her had to wonder about the most recent addition to the group. Was it conscious like the first time Roc chose to summon one to their presence yet he was the one controlling it? Did it matter? Her sex twitched and the muscles of those beautifully toned thighs quivered visibly for everyone to see with the gargoyle ever so close to pressing himself forward. With one stone member and his finger grinding together within her mere moments before, her curiosity and need were finally getting the better of her.

She was rocking back and forth with the creature to her back reaming his chosen orifice with his entire girth, their hips flushing together with an ever ecstasy stricken moan or whimper oozing from these full ruby lips. Her chest swayed gently beneath its slow and calculated thrusts, adding to the viewing pleasure the men received. Yet when the question came, Flame hardly hesitated seeing how much she craved more by now and the gargoyle didn’t bear the same risk with regards to getting her with child as much as Roc himself. “Please ..” At the same time, the ogre was still holding her in her mind which created a brief delay in her response. “Give it to me.” It practically felt as though she was accepting both scenarios at once by granting permission although it all paled compared to the pleasure welling up deep inside her now.

To her dismay there was no stone cock that invaded her other than the wet one that speared into her backside. Roc was asking another question as he collected information before hand planning out the course of the evening to come.

But she did receive additional attention. She was lifted up as her arms were positioned above her head. The gargoyle hauling her up by the wrists at another command though her weight was soon shifted to alleviate any strain. She would find her legs settling over Roc's shoulders. The hold on her wrists easing enough where they held her for balance.

All the while the creature behind her plunged into her gyrating it's hips one way then the other. Roc only had to issue the command for her to be lifted, a meager weight for the gargoyle though she had been aware that he was a participant under Roc's commanders

Stratos watched the impressive bounce of her chest as Roc gripped her thighs with his rougher calloused hands. His tongue tracking about her labia, even her clit Like his element he was slow and deliberate in his approach.

Then it wiggled against her slit seeping up and down. He took breaks just to emit a gravely command that adjusted the speed of the gargoyle behind her slowing it down then speeding it back up to slow it down again. Once he had been ready that sped was enhanced once more though now she could feel his tongue invade her. He knew the spot he was searching for, her body pressing up against his face with each urgent thrust into her …





Whether it was just the process of her memories coming back of Stratos tinkering with specific elements was uncertain given the first scene she encountered. But the event played out. The ogre brought her from the village and the sound of fighting grew dimmer at each step that he took. So close to assistance and so far …

The ogre was not the only being that made it to the meeting point. Several goblins had been there and she was bond. The ogre lead her away when it was time to depart though they had not set upon her at once the intent was there and she was certain that they would once they felt safe to do so.

But goblins knew no shame, nor where they private creatures. She was groped, her ass slapped, and strangest at all had been the ones that masturbated as they walked alongside her staring at her, some even erupting on her oil covered leg.

Soon though they wet up with other goblins and others still. The attackers against the village had a few meeting points or some just went further ahead then others before waiting as if the first sight wasn't far enough away. There were other women too though when they got to a camp they were split up. The other women taken away to have fun with immediately, probably not for the first time either. She had a small respite though and brought into a large well guarded tent. This had to be the tent of a general and to her surprise there was a human here, young about her age sitting behind a desk reviewing several maps. A quick look showed five circled areas on of which had a slash through it.

He looked up as she was drawn closer. He eyed that naked oily body. "Your Flame?” He stood up walking to her side of the desk as he looked her over waiting for an answer.