Aurora sobs and struggles on the ground as the pixies taunt and torment her. She holds onto the icicles.. and looks pleadingly around the grove at the various pixies.

"Why.. why are you.. doing this?" she sobs as very tentatively she lifts the icicles up to her breasts.. causing her to gasp. Her nipples do indeed stiffen considerably under the ice, becoming even more erect and pronounced.

Aurora's skin though is cool enough that the ice doesn't melt against her skin.. instead a thin layer of frost starts to coat her breasts where the ice touches.

The pixies seemed to be quite exited about the reaction of Auroras nipples. In fact, a few of them even flew closer, hovering just above her soft hills, and poked at the hardened buds with their finger, making small approving noises in their own tongue.

Some of the others seemed dissapointed that the ice did not melt, however.
"No good! She is just getting chilly!", the pink female proclaimed.

Purple seemed to have a new idea. "Why dont you suck it, young priestess? Why don't you take one icicle, lick it with your tongue, and let is slide past those succulent lips of yours?"

((OOC: Sorry for the absence - RL has just been crazy lately ))

Aurora whimpers softly as the pixies poke at her stiffened nipples, making her moan and squirm under them, trying to get away from the touch on her now highly sensitized flesh.

Tears stream down her cheeks as the pixies keep throwing out new ideas for her to do - ideas which she hates, but which she has no choice but to do if she has any hope of getting out of here.

With a soft sigh, she brings one of the icicles away from her breasts, and brings it up to her lips. She licks at it like she would a popsicle, curling her tongue around it before sliding it into her mouth. It's a mechanical process for her though - one more reminiscent of eating, then of sex.

She looks pleadingly at the pixies for approval though, begging them to stop.

(No problem. Not a too frequent poster myself these days )

Purple shook her head. "No, no! That is not right.. a little bit more passion, please!"

"Maybe we can help?", the pink one said. And with this, she jumped into the air, and with a few beats, propelled herself towards Aurora's chest. She landed on all fours on top of one of the shapely hills. "Brrr..Cold! Help me get some warmth in them!"
And with this, several pixies clustered around the breasts, and started to knead and push at them with tiny hands, making them move from side to side.

Two of the tentacular plants, now having grown larger, wrapped themselves around the Nordic beauty's legs, and began pulling them apart.

"I have an idea! Why don't you see if your pussy will make the icicle melt, priestess?"

Aurora gives a soft sound of despair as the pixies insist on her sucking the icicle more enthusiastically. She closes her eyes as she begins to do what they ask. She KNOWS what they want, and decides that maybe if she gives them this - they'll let her go without making her go any further.

She begins to move her lips up and down the icicle, letting her tongue curl around the long shaft so that it is glistening when she draws it back out of her lips. She makes soft humming sounds, hoping that will make the pixies think she is enjoying this as she starts to suck the icicle with feigned passion.

But then the pixies begin to bounce and knead her breasts, causing the priestess to moan. She shivers as her nipples begin to stiffen again as blood rushes through them from the movement they force in her breasts.

Aurora tries to concentrate and remember that she doesn't want to be doing this.. but as the pixies keep groping and squeezing her breasts, moans escape her lips, and the passion with which she sucks the icicle is no longer feigned. With soft whimpers, she pushes the icicle deeper into her mouth, the tip just pushing at her throat, causing her to moan before she draws the shaft back slowly.



Aurora's body shivers at the suggestion.. one that she knew was coming. "no.. please.. don't make me... do that." she begs with the last of her will. But despite her words, her eyes are bright with desire.. and subconsciuosly, the hand holding the icicle that she is not sucking has already slid down so that the tip of the icicle is resting on her inner thigh, just an inch away from her dripping, pouting folds. All it would take is just a little push and the icicle would slide right into the protesting priestess.

Purple watched Aurora approvingly, intently studying how the pale blond seemed to get into her role, skillfully suckling the icicle, lips getting moist from the melting ice. "Oh, yes, little priestess! That is very good! Prove that you have some hot lust behind that glacier exterior!"

As Aurora's breast became warmer, the pixies increased their efforts, some making little moans of excitement or giggling with delight.
"Maybe she is hot enough now!"; pink shouted.
"Yes, maybe you are little woman!"; purple agreed "Maybe you ought to tease your breasts with that icicle. Maybe now they are ready!"

Meanwhile, a few of the little fairies decided to help with the other stem of ice. Tiny fingers pushed at it, trying to get her to pleasure herself with it.
"Oh, such a pretty pussy!"

Aurora groans in despair and desire as Purple compliments her on the way she is sucking the icicle in her mouth.

As the pixies keep playing with her breasts, her little whimpers grow louder and more empassioned as the pixies would feel her breasts swelling with arousal, as her nipples become very large and erect.. sticking out quite prominently.

She shakes her head in denial, but with a moan, she removes the icicle from her lips, and instead lowers it down to her breasts, and starts to tease one of the erect crowns. She cries out loudly as her head goes back in pleasure, and her nipple grows harder and darker with blood, as the ice melts against her skin now. Slowly drops of water start to run down her breasts from where she traces the icicle over her mounds.

As the fairies start to push on the other icicle, and her hand holding it though she sobs again. "No..no.. please... don't make me... don't doooo..... ooooohhhh!!!" she cries out in pleasure as the icicle parts her already slick folds. She moans as her juices start to coat the ice as she slides it just a fraction in and out of herself. Her clit is already poking out from its hood, and seems to pulse gently each time the icicle brushes it - trying to avoid the freezing touch. Or perhaps seeking it out.

"Oh yes, Priestess! We knew there was a hot spring behind all this ice! Fuck yourself with that icicle, we know you love it!"., Purple declared.
Tiny hand were pushing at the icicle, trying to encourage Aurora to keep it up.

Another thing the pixies seemed to love was the effect of melting ice on skin, rivulets of clear, cold water on the pale hills of Aurora's chest. Multiple pixie tongues were now lapping at the droplets, sampling the taste of fresh water along with the taste of skin.
Sometimes one or two would pause to blow on a nipple, testing the reaction of air against water on the sensitive buds.
"Oh, the Priestess is making us so horny! Are you horny as well?"

Not only the pixies were participating in this. Several of the newly sprouted tentacles were busy touching and feeling up Aurora. One seemed to have a fascination with her ass, touching and groping her thighs and buttocks, occasionally ticking the outsides of her anus.

Aurora groans and closes her eyes as her face flushes in embarassment at Purple's encouragements to her. The combination of her own lusts though, as well the encouraging press of hands forces the priestess to continue to slide the icicle in and out of her pussy. The ice rod is soon glistening and dripping with a mix of melting water, and Aurora's own moisture.

The amazon whimpers and writhes under the combined assaults on her senses.. all of it too much for her to handle or resist. The tendrils teasing over her body.. along her buttocks and thighs, causing her legs to part, and her hips to twist. When the tentacle flicks against her anus, she gives a little squeal of pleasure, and her body jumps - causing her to thrust the ice dildo deeper into her body in response.

She moans loudly as she keeps stroking the melting ice across her breasts... water dripping down the large mounds.. glistening from the tips of her nipples. Each time the pixies blow on her nipples, the amazon shudders, and her taut nipples seem to pulse and vibrate in response, drawing little mewling whimpers from the lust-possessed priestess.



Aurora closes her eyes and whimpers in breathless lust. "Yes..yes..oh yes..fuck meeee.." she begs as she starts rubbing the icicles over and into herself faster and faster.. on the verge of her first powerful climax.

The pixies were becoming agaitated, clearly spurred on by Aurora's arousal. Tiny voices cheered, urging the ice priestess to increase her efforts.

An animated tendril snakes across her breasts, groping at her great mounds, coiling itself around them, pushing them together. Tiny pixie hands grabbed at the icicle, helping to push and guide it.

"Oh yes, Priestess! Fuck yourself! Fuck yourself harder!", Purple commanded. "You love it! You love fucking yourself for our pleasure! Say it! Moan it!"

One tendril entwined itself in Auroras luxurious hair and pulled at it, adding force to Purple's commands. Another tendril smacked across Aurora's thighs and buttocks. The one that had been teasing her anus now slithered up to her pussy, and then slid into the welcoming opening, now wet with water and the captive maidens own juices. It wiggled inside her, expanding slightly, twisting, pulling out and then trusting itself back in
along with the icicle.

Aurora quivers as the pixies and plants work to increase her arousal and pleasure even further. She moans loudly as the tendrils coil around her breasts, squeezing them together around the ice dildo, forcing her to tit-fuck herself with the dripping rod.

Purple's fierce commands draw mewling cries from the lust-filled amazon as the plants pull her head back almost painfully. The sounds become even more frantic, eager, sexual yet panicked as other roots begin to slap and spank at her ass and thighs.

Her breasts seem to almost be swelling as her arousal goes higher and higher under the pixies ministrations.. until another tendril slides into her sex beside the icicle. "AHhhh..... TOOO MUCCCHH!!!!!" she wails as she feels her channel being stretched to full capacity.. the contrast between the cold smooth ice, and the warm rough plant make it so that her body can't adjust to the sensations of what is going to come next.

Aurora's head snaps back, her eyes rolling in her head as she starts orgasming like a wild woman.. climaxes crashing over her one after another.. her sweet, fragrant juices splashing out from her sex, all over her hand, thighs and the root fucking her.

"Ohhh, she is cumming!"
"Fuck her harder! Make her climax some more!"
"Ahhhhhhh.. I'm coming too...."

Some of the pixies were actually having orgasms of their own, as some sort of synergy effect. Aurora's climax seemed to trigger some magical reaction, and several of the little creatures seemed to be glowing, or shedding some sort of sparkling dust that caused tingling sensations when it fell on Aurora's smooth skin. A chorus of moans, encouragements and demands for more erupted.

The tentacle in Auroras wet cunt did not ease down. Instead it increased her efforts, going deeper, widening a little and making circular motions, like a pestle in a mortar. Two other tentacles grabbed hold of her legs, lifting them up and backwards.

"Oh yes, little priestess! Keep coming for us! There is more to come", Purple nearly shouted, her little face a mask of sexual rapture. "Ahhh.. you will be rewarded.. if you keep it up.. ahhh.. sweet little priestess, sweet little whore.."

Aurora moans and cries out as the pixie dust falls all over her body which seems to both further sensitize and stimulate her already overloaded body. She keeps thrashing against the roots holding her, nearly pulling her own hair out as she orgasms again and again.

She can't fight any longer as the tendrils grab her legs, and lift them back over her body, opening her sex even further to the ice and root double penetration.

The pixies and plants seem merciless to the poor priestess, pushing her over into climax after climax until she feels both the icicle and root pushing at her cervix.

"No..no..no... no.. no more... please.." she manages to gasp out as she feels the tendril trying to slip even deeper into her as it pulses and grinds away inside her.



The priestess cries out in pleasure at Purples wild encouragements. She glares slightly at the little pixie.. gasping to get the words out. "I'm.... NOT...A... WHORRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!" Her protest turns into a shriek of mind-shattering ecstasy as the root literally pulls the icicle out of the amazon's hand, and both root and ice pierce her cervix and slip into the depths of her womb. The helpless priestess wails as the arm-long icicle disappears entirely into her body as the root now plunges the hard rod into her in long, deep, relentless strokes.

As the pale beauty climaxes uncontrollably, milk begins to spurt out of her breasts, splashing all over the pixies that surround her thrashing body.

"AIEEEE!"
"She is erupting!"
"Do it more!"

Aurora's intense climaxes and her lactation seemed to bring the pixies to a frenzy. Moans and screams told that many of them were coming themselves. With some it caused them to wildly discharge some of their magic, making eerie noises, and sudden flashes of light. The air smelled of ozone, and a thick rain of the sparkling dust was falling over the pale beauty's twitching body.

Other were busy lapping up the milk, even fighting over it. The fighting was mixed with fucking, and suddenly Aurora had a small pixie orgy taking place on her belly and between her breasts.

"Ahhhhh.. ahhhhh... press your breasts together.. little priestess.. maul them with your hands...ahhhhhhhhhh!"
Purple was in the throes of an orgasm herself, but that did not stop her from making demands.

Another tentacle appeared, grabbing hold of the icicle that Aurora had used on her own breasts, snatching it from her. It brought it down to her lower body, aiming its wet tip at her ass..

The wild cries and screams of the orgasming pixies only seems to heighten the priestess' responses. As the sparks and dust fall across her spasming body, Aurora screams even louder, arching off the ground as far as the roots let her, until it looks like it should be hurting her.

The priestess moans at Purple's commands... seemingly unable to stop herself..almost as if she were conditioned now to obey the dominant pixie's every demand. She reaches up and grabs her breasts roughly, squeezing and pulling on the heavy mounds, causing her nipples to grow even darker with blood, and making the rich milk spray out heavier and higher into the air.

Aurora does not notice as another tendril picks up the now discarded icicle. Or at least she doesn't notice it until the wet tip slides along her ass, and probes into her from behind. The amazon's eyes go wide, showing only whites.. her neck strains like she is screaming, but no sound comes out as her orgasms reach new levels of intensity.

Truly the priestess is an amazing specimen - as very few of the girls the pixies have found on campus could take this level of pleasure without passing out cold. The young amazon though doesn't show any signs of breaking yet.