By: Vela Nanashi
Teaser: "Why are you helping me?"
"I believe you could heal my husband to make him able to have children with me"
"Who is your husband? I know only one person who knows I am here, and how to get here, he has not visited me for quite a while, ever since he raped me and made me give him a son... if you are his newest wife, I suggest you flee, he hates gifted elves like you" I know she refers to my violet eyes, that tell that I should have powerful magic.
Disclaimer:
The author of this story has read and accepted the rules for posting stories. They guarantee that the following story depicts none of the themes listed in the Forbidden Content section of the rules.
This was written while sick the first 50k words within 9 days, it may have some fevered inconsistencies, and it has some fucked up dark shit in it.
Tags and content warnings (click to reveal)
English, Unfinished, Long, NonCon, Fantasy, Scifi, Horror, BDSM, Humiliation, Pregnancy, NaNoWriMo, there is mother adult son incest (it is not the main point), there is pee (it is not the main point), a male is transformed temporarily (for duration of story so far but temporary) to a female, females temporarily get cocks, both of these gender bending things are done by symbiotic creatures. The cockite and the cocksnatch.Index:
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
Part 5
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Tara:
I grip his hair and squirm and arch my back and moan as I feel his tongue lick between my pussy lips and over my clit, my whole body is trembling and my olive skin is glazed not just in moon oil but sweat, I look up at the mirror above me, seeing his elegant, toned and muscular body, his slightly darker olive skin is also glazed in moon oil and my squirt juices, and the white silk sheets have a large area of wetness around us, I cry out "aah Reza aah" as he makes me squirt for him for, I am not sure how many times. My now weak legs try to squirm and push him away but I feel his hands on my hips easily hold me where he wants me and he does not stop, my trembling fingers grab his black hair more firmly, as I hold on to him as if I would fly away without doing so. I gaze into my agape pupils with the violet iris rings, my black hair clings around my body. "Please mmm, aaah, let me pleasure you oooh too. I have aaah new potion for us to ooh try."
I see and feel him tense a bit, and he gives me a slow kiss on my pussy lips and then pulls away and I feel his hot breath on me and he crawls over me and kisses my trembling lips. His dark brown irises and pupils look at me with so much love but also sadness. As he breaks the kiss he says "anything for you my love" he then gently grabs me with his strong arms and turns us over in bed so I end up on top of him. I feel his soft cock and balls against my dripping wet pussy lips and I reach over to grab the vial that rests next to the pillow and pull the stopper and I gaze into his eyes and he opens his mouth for me and I pour it into his mouth and kiss him, I taste the intense bitter, heat and floral tones, and as he swallows his body gets hotter under me and I rub my pussy over his cock, and he groans. I remember what the priestess healer at the temple of love said, to use my lips to gently slowly pleasure him to help him get hard, I have tried that before of course, but it has never worked, but I can feel his cock and balls be hot against my pussy lips, so I feel renewed hope. I crawl down his body and gently spread his legs and gazing at him with love, lust and need I start to gently kiss and lick his hot balls and he groans, it hurts me to hear the mixture of pain, frustration yet there is some pleasure there too. My eyes glaze with tears, I worry that I am hurting him, if not physically, perhaps emotionally, as I remind him of that he has never had an erection or orgasm, that he has been unable to give me children.
He gently takes my head into his hands and starts to caress my pointy ears, soothing and pleasuring ear massage, he is trying to distract me from the pain and frustration, I can however feel his fingers tremble, I moan into his balls and start to kiss and lick on his completely flaccid tiny cock, I assume he is what the priestess calls a grower, and I gently suck on his cock, licking his foreskin back in my mouth to let my tongue work over his exposed cocks head, he groans and moans, he has told me that he does feel some pleasure from when I do this, I gently move my ring and index finger up to rub over his anus and he briefly tenses up but then relaxes, he knows I have read a lot about how to help men get erect, and that massaging the right spots inside his ass may help that, and also it too gives him a kind of pleasure, but I also see him feel ashamed of that pleasure, his groans and moans turn a little bit more toward pleasure, I feel his soft cock weep precum into my mouth, the clear variety, without any seed, I know since I have milked him and had him pour that into me many times and I tried to open my egg for him, but the protective heat told me there were no sperm to use and did not open my egg for him.
I moan into him and listen to his groans and moans, making love to him this way for hours, until I feel the heat from the potion wear off, and he starts to cry, trying not to, and he did not get even slightly more erect for me, I push really hard to try not to let the bad voices in my head make me cry, but I feel really inadequate, if I was a desirable woman, who he really loves, then he would get erect and make love to me as a man, or so that voice says, I know he loves me, I have pushed him to have other beautiful women with us, to try to help him get erect and even men, but none make him erect, so I know it is not a fault with me, but emotionally it still hurts, he also said that he would be alright with me having another man impregnate me, so I can have children, as he does not want to rob me of that, but I don't want that, I want to have his children, not some other man's children.
I crawl up and lay on top of him and kiss him and reach up to give him soothing and pleasurable caresses on his pointy ears and I softly sing to him, my song of love and he holds me in his arms before he drifts into sleep. I watch him sleep for a long while before I get up from bed and cover him in a blanket before I take the empty vial and stopper and frown at them, the priestess said that it has cured even men with injured cocks, even crushed balls, and that only very powerful dark magic could stop it from working.
I grab my pink silk robe and wrap it around me and walk out on the balcony and I look up at the shattered moon, sparkling in the harsh light of the dance of dark star and white star, coming from the day side of our world. I remember when I was young, watching the forest and ocean on the moon and the sparkling light from the star elf towers, before the cataclysm.
Reza's father led the rebellion against the star elves and against magic itself, as he defeated and captured their sorceress queen Natira his agents struck at many of the nexuses of magical power and the whole world shook and nearly disintegrated, the moon was less lucky. I am glad his father died shortly after capturing her. Magic almost died that night, and many of us lost our magic, I can use some weak magic every once in a while, but at most a handful of times per year. I do not blame Reza for what his father did, he was not even born then.
I once again consider Natira, I know where she is held, in a vault in the dungeons below the palace, I have read the secret tome of Aralak, Reza's father, that describes the dungeons, and that hid the key to the vault, I walk over to my dresser and open the magic drawer and grab the key and book, I shrug out of my silk robe and slip into my huntress coverall, and it still fits me like a glove, from toes to fingers and everywhere else. I look at its deep green scaled leather surface, and I collect my cool air dried hair into a hasty bun behind my head and pull the hood over my head, and I watch my reflection fade out, as the magic of the coverall slowly flickers back to life and hides and silences me and I start working my way out of our bedroom and past our many guards.
The dungeon is not safe, and I would have been stopped trying to go there. For my protection. The journey is rather uneventful, as I know how to avoid all traps on the way, and know where all the secret doors are, soon enough I stand before the vault door.
The vault door is made from a dark metal that makes me feel sick to just get close to, I feel the tiny amount of magic in me being sucked into it, as I walk closer the dark metal turns half clear and I see the inside.
I see a naked star elf, cuffed and collared, forced to stand legs and arms spread by a ring of the same material the vault is made of, screaming and squirming in agony as her flesh repeatedly is burning away and regenerating, there are several flaring blue anti magic crystals in the chamber and the whole thing is bursting with anti life and anti magic from burning her flesh, I quickly move to the lock and controls sliding in the key and entering the combination to unlock the controls, I then have the shrouds close around the anti magic crystals, and the intense light inside the chamber fades to almost complete darkness, I can still see her as she goes completely still, hanging by her cuffs and I see her flesh fully regenerate, she is breathing heavily, shivering and trembling, I open the vault door.
As I enter the vault I can at first feel her hate for me, but it softens as she sees me and I pull my hood back and become visible, her intense violet eyes meet mine and she relaxes, but looks sad and disappointed. She has a ring gag in her mouth and I can see a torture implement roughly in the shape of a cock has been shoved down her throat, I walk up to her "let me remove your gag" I say and I unhook the dildo from the ring gag and pull it out and she whimpers and I see why as I pull it out, it has very sharp hooked barbs, her tongue is ripped entirely apart and her teeth are very damaged, but teeth and tongue regenerates, I try to remove the ring gag, but it is blocked behind her canine teeth "I must dislodge your jaw to remove this ring gag, if that is okay blink with your right eye" she shudders and blinks with her right eye. I grab the ring gag hard and use my fingers to force her jaw open enough to remove it and she whimpers as the ring gag is finally freed and her jaw pops loudly as she aligns it again.
"Thank you" she says softly, and gazes into my eyes "why are you helping me?"
I examine the cuffs holding her in place but see no way to free her more, the twelve cuffs on her arms and legs are seamless, and feel like they are fused to the metal ring, and the collar is seamless too. I frown a bit as I can't figure it out. I decide to meet her gaze again and answer her question "I believe you could heal my husband to make him able to have children with me, as star elves have wondrously powerful magic."
She gazes into my eyes and I can tell she is thinking "who is your husband? I know only one person who knows I am here, and how to get here, Aralak, though he has not visited me for quite a while, ever since he raped me and made me give him a son..." I can feel her cold warranted hatred dripping from every word "if you are his newest wife, I suggest you flee, he hates gifted elves like you" I know she refers to my violet eyes, that tell that I should have powerful magic.
"Aralak is dead, he died from a horrid wasting disease, tumors and very long drawn out death. My husband is his son Reza, and I am Tara" I say honestly.
Her cold eyes fill with tears and she shakes violently and closes her eyes and starts to sob. I move up to her hugging her gently and she lays her head against my shoulder and neck. I cry with her, as I can't imagine how much suffering she has lived through and the likely mixed emotions she has, from hearing her child of rape is alive and she likely has very mixed feelings toward him, I imagine what I might feel toward a child of rape, and I think I would try to love him, but would likely have a hard time forgetting his father each time I looked at him.
After a very long cry together we both settle down and I hear her whisper in my ear "I can't heal him myself, the type of damage I took from the anti magic should have snuffed him out in my womb, but he somehow survived that, but that kind of damage would make him infertile at best, and he probably is horribly mutated and deformed too, I am sorry for you."
I pull back to meet her gaze "he is very healthy and gorgeous, and kind, sounds like nothing like his father, and he hates his father too, for nearly destroying the world, every day we have to deal with the damage done, and we barely have any magic at all to help people."
She gazes deep into my eyes "I know of a way to help him if he is not a horrible mutant, but I won't tell you until he comes down here to see me, and he frees me from here, he must find his father's ring that looks like my collar, and put it on and use it to unlock my magic and then give me the ring, and you both will have to take me with you to what Aralak told me became of our paradise garden forest, the white desert, at its heart if we are lucky is a protected place that might restore some magic to the world, if it and its unique life exists I can perhaps cure Reza's infertility, but if so you both have to also make a pact with me."
I gaze into her eyes "please tell me about this pact you want, unless it is utterly evil and insane I probably will make Reza agree to it."
She smiles a bit venomously and then laughs a pained laugh before she calms herself and says "as part of healing him, you both will become pregnant, and I require that you allow me to teach star elf traditions and knowledge to your children, and that you swear on your souls and their souls to never ever harm me and help to me restore the world, and you will declare me empress of this world, I will still let you rule your people, but you will obey me when I give orders."
I am filled with bright hope, even though I can tell she is pushing this pact to what she might feel is an extreme "I think we can come to an agreement on that pact, empress Natira."
She looks surprised and then says "now stop hugging me and go get your husband and his father's ring, and don't you dare close the vault door or open the shrouds for the crystals, if you do I promise I will kill you, slowly."
I smile moving my hands to soothingly caress her ears before I leave the vault, pushing the door as open as I can and I put the hood back over my head and my coverall does not turn me invisible, it tries but the vault is too close, as I get away from the vault the invisibility and silence eventually returns. I hurry up to Reza, who is still sleeping, and I decide to let him rest a bit more and I instead sneak into the crypt where his father is entombed, shoving the lid off his sarcophagus and look at his royal robes, and hand, I snap his finger off as I grab the ring off his finger, a star metal ring with a violet gem, just like the star metal cuffs and collar. The ring tries to burn my hand, but my gloves dampen the heat to just extremely uncomfortable. I look at his skeleton "I will let Natira do whatever she wants to you."
I sneak back to Reza and lean in and kiss him and he wakes up and looks surprised to see me in my huntress coverall "what is going on?" he asks, looking concerned.
"I need you to get dressed and put this ring on and follow me to the dungeons, and vault, and listen to Natira's offer" I say, I consider telling him that she is his mother, but decide that Natira can tell him if she wants to.
He looks surprised "wait Natira? You found her? She is still alive?"
I nod "she may have a way to help us have children and maybe even help the world heal."
He looks at the ring and frowns "why do you want me to wear my father's master ring? I left that on his finger when we entombed him."
I kiss him "I know, but, you need the ring to free Natira, it is one of her demands to help. Also she demands you give her the ring after you free her, so you won't have to wear it for long."
He closes his eyes and has a pained expression for a bit then it shifts to determined as he opens his eyes and kisses me "even if Natira can't help us I would want to free her, in the hopes she could help..." he puts the ring on, and flinches "it is talking to me..." then he gets up and instantly a royal robe appears on him. For a brief moment I feel scared as he almost looks like his father, but his clothes shift to something less over the top and I smile as I see his clothing turn to the style he likes. I get up and he takes my hand and walks out the door of the royal suite and commands the guards "you will escort us to the dungeon then wait outside."
The two guards snap to attention "as you command my lord" the one of higher rank says and we move down the corridor and soon have the full royal guard escort, they obey him and stay as we enter the dungeon and I guide him down to the vault, he nearly triggers some traps as he is a bit less graceful and agile than me, but we get to the vault.
He diverts his eyes as he sees Natira is naked, and I hear Natira laugh "am I ugly to look at?"
I punch his arm gently "look at her, and listen to her instructions."
He looks to me first to make sure I am actually alright with that, he is so silly, he had a hard time with the other women I tried to use to arouse him in bed too, I smile and kiss him "it is fine I promise."
He then looks at her "I am sorry for what my father did to you, what must I do to start to atone for his actions."
Natira gazes into his eyes, and I can see the chaos of emotions in her eyes she takes a slow breath and then says "order your father's ring to release my magic and release the cuffs from this infernal ring."
He looks at the ring and I can see him strain, but then Natira suddenly falls down from the ring and as she falls she fails to touch the floor as she floats up hovering a bit over the ground, the metal of the vault starts to glow as her immense power is too much for it to drain away and it starts to disintegrate slowly as it burns and she floats up in front of him "now give me the ring, tell it I am its mistress before you do."
He nods and concentrates, I can see the strain and then he pulls the ring off and puts it in her out stretched palm and she closes her hand around the ring her eyes flaring violet and her cuffs and collar and the ring vanish and she holds both her hands out and two orbs of violet light appear "touch these pact orbs."
He does and so do I and we enter a pact negotiation, she makes her demands clear, in extreme detail and her part of the pact, to help the world and do her best to help us get pregnant, we negotiate some things in detail too, although she will be empress she is not allowed to enslave the people or take retribution on them for what his father did, nor harm us or our children. Or treat us as slaves, but we will obey sensible orders, also no turning our children against ourselves. She gives us a long list of men who she demands vengeance on, who were allowed to rape and torture her, Reza agrees to that, as he hates knowing they did that to her. She does not tell him she is his mother during this.
Just as we finish the pact negotiation what remains of the vault collapses and the anti magical crystals have been consumed by immense heat and been rendered inert as the whole vault and the crystals disintegrate into the same kind of fine dust that the white desert is mostly made of.
She grabs our hands and with a thud we appear just inside the dungeon door and her eyes flash violet as the door and wall around it disintegrate and I hear the armour of the guards who raped and hurt her shriek and the men scream in agony as they are crushed by her magic and then burst into violet star fire and then disintegrate into fine white dust.
The rest look at her paralyzed by fear, Reza speaks up "all hail Empress Natira" he then kneels in front of her, and I do the same. The guards all are snapped out of paralysis and kneel and with some fear still in their voices they say in unison "hail Empress Natira!"
Natira laughs a terrifying laugh that make all the guards tremble in fear "rise, and go to your posts, you will serve Reza and Tara, their word as long as it does not contradict mine is law."
The guards quickly get up "yes Empress Natira" and they move at a fast march to their posts.
Natira is still floating and still gorgeously naked, yet still terrifying, her black hair dances to a wind that only exists to it, she floats to the crypt of Aralak and we follow and as soon as she obliterates the door the whole room implodes violently and there is a scream as Aralak's soul is pulled from his afterlife and she captures him in a small ruby, a devil appears and then looks terrified "you can keep him" the devil says in fear as he beholds Natira and he tries to return to hell but is held in the material plane "sorry for trying to escape, please don't hurt me, I will do anything for you."
Natira smiles "I will let you return to hell, if you will do me a favour, namely gather all the most cruel devils, those best at torture, truly imaginatively cruel ones, and device the best eternal torment for Aralak, and once you have, you will place that hell inside this pocket dimension in this gem for me, and give it back to me" she holds out the ruby to the devil and wraps it in a violet pact orb spell.
The devil touches the orb and it takes only moments before the pact is agreed to and he takes the gem and vanishes back to hell.
Reza smiles "thank you for doing that Natira, what happened to the souls of the guards?"
Natira shrugs "I don't care, they were ordered by Aralak to have their way with me, they hurt me much less than him, the way I killed them was enough torment for them, as far as I am concerned, but the divines will weigh their souls, now we need to prepare for travel through the white desert, I know only that we will need protection from extreme heat and cold, and whatever other horrors may exist there, perhaps you know more than me, as I have not seen it with my own eyes."
Reza nods "there are a few small villages where tiny oasis exist that survived the devastation, and they use heptapods to travel the white desert, it the only creature that can safely traverse the dunes, we have one in the stables below the razor mountains. I don't think it will be safe to travel naked, the people who travel have special coveralls that both cool and heat and recover water, and filter the air, and there are goggles to protect eyes and a hood to protect ears. Still the white dust is very abrasive, worse than broken glass."
Natira looks at the white dust she created with disintegration "this dust is not abrasive" she says and floats it up to her hand "how did the paradise forest get turned into sharply abrasive dust?" she looks horrified, and I can feel her hatred fuelled rage and immense sorrow "also what is a heptapod?"
Reza shakes his head "I don't really know what father and his agents did, it was the single most evil and stupid thing ever done though. Also heptapods appeared in the white desert, they are very large creatures, they do not drink water, in fact they seem to hate being near water, but they do like extremely dry super salted meat, or meat turned into salty rocks, and they also eat white dust and like chewing on rocks. They will allow any who feed them enough of the salty rock meat to ride them, even build a protective tent on their back. They have seven limbs, six are usually used as legs, but can be used as arms, the seventh limb is special, it is a stinger, grasping appendage and they use it to mate with too... any one or more heptapods can mate. Their um hide is harder than dwarven steel and is coated in very flammable wax, it does not hurt them when they burn, in fact they seem to like that. If one attacks, it is best to run, you don't want to get stung, it hurts less to slowly be burned by a candle to death. Some say that they can be killed by submerging them in water, but I don't know why you would try, they are docile if you treat them right."
Natira nods "hmm, they must have been drawn to the white desert after it was created, they sound almost like corrupted elemental creatures of some sort, twisted earth and fire elements perhaps. Seven limbs, that may be some kind of eldritch abomination though, I don't know for sure."
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Reza goes to get everything ready for our trip, packing rations and equipment.
I stay with Natira as we go to the balcony of the royal suite, she looks up at the shattered moon, her eyes glazing with tears and I see her fingers tremble and she grabs the stone railing hard and hyperventilates, her gaze falls on the garden that is in the palace, barely clinging on to life. She closes her eyes and tears pour down her cheeks and drip to her breasts before falling away. I know what she feels. Then I feel immense magic surging from her, I feel dread as that is an insane amount of power, star elves are terrifying, and she was their ruler, on this world. Her eyes flare violet through her eye lids and then a ripple erupts from her and I feel like every particle of me is set ablaze, but not in a painful way, I cry out and my own eyes flare violet and I see the ripple of magic flow across the land, every plant glow faintly with golden and green light, and grass erupts from the cracked soil that turns from pale to dark and moist looking, as the wave hits the wall surrounding the palace garden I watch the wall shimmer as if it is full of stars and I watch as a golden, green and violet light lights up the clouds from below as the wave continues flowing out. I feel so alive, and I can feel my magic again, she ignited it in me, where it had been snuffed out. I watch some dead magical light orbs light up as magic returns and my coverall fully activates.
She opens her eyes and gazes into mine "just a tiny start, mending the broken weave of magic to make it easier to use again for people who don't have it innately like me" she says and is breathing more calmly now "and it feeds back into me too..."
I gaze into her eyes that still show an enormous sorrow and hurt, but on top of that determination "thank you for awakening my nearly dead magic again."
She reaches her hand over to caress my cheek her eyes shimmering violet "you also have innate magic, I am not sure why it became so dormant in you, you have star elf blood in you, not a lot, but some" I feel as if she is looking into me "oh you have never consumed any starlight concentrate, we will fix that where we are going."
I can sense ripples returning life echoing its improved health from magic rekindling in the world, then a long pause and after several minutes an echo, faint, but powerful, shrouded, hidden, sleeping, from the direction of the white desert, far into it and what feels like likely below the ground.
She smiles "yes, the place I want to go to still exists, the destroyers never found it, good."
I get curious "what is it we are seeking?" I ask "it feels very powerful."
She gazes into my eyes focusing on me rather than in me "oh, all our towers were destroyed, but we did not just have towers as nexuses of power, when we first arrived to this star system and created this world, we buried our world crafting vessel in the world, and used it to create a protected paradise cavern network, where we used the strands to weave life for the surface."
I blink confused "you created this world? and life on it?" it sounds impossible, like something only goddesses would be able to do or gods, and not all of them even, just a select few.
She laughs "it was my idea, I wanted to defy the black hole and neutron star in the system, and create a world of gorgeous life and magic here for myself, and my friends, but the slave rebellion spread to this world too somehow, I really hope the essences of my friends still linger and can be recovered, I believe they should still be around. Also I really don't know how to feel about my son, half slave species and half me... most star elves would demand we cleanse him, but... although I also feel that way, your love for him matters to me, you are a child of one of our child offshoot elven species, a gifted one, so you slightly shift my view on this, I will let him live as long as he treats you right, I will allow your children to exist too, but any trace of him hurting you or trying to hurt me and I will do what must be done."
I feel both a bit horrified and yet also touched that I even matter at all to her, after all I am insignificant compared to a creator of a world that sounds like it was meant to be impossible, defying a black hole and neutron star, I don't really know what those are, but it sounds like they don't have living worlds around them normally and she just decided there will be a living world around these two.
She closes her eyes and sighs, I can almost feel her think and consider and she opens her eyes "there is one thing I feel like I should warn you about, once we get to where we are going, I want you to have time to prepare. Reza will be changed into a fully female body, it will look like the woman of his dreams, the sexiest woman his mind can imagine, and... I hope he will look like you, but please do not be hurt if he looks different than you, it is not something he can help, looks is not everything, I am sure he loves your mind, spirit and body. He better not look like me after the change though, I will have a very hard time not killing him if he does. You understand?"
I feel confused "how... how will he give me a child if he is turned into a woman, and... how does that restore his fertility... also thank you for warning me... I understand why him looking like you might be hurtful to you, he looks right now a bit like his father, hopefully not too much though, I think he gets his beauty from you more than his father. I will have to deal with it if he ends up looking like another woman though, I love him and I know he loves me, but it still may hurt me some, if I recognize him."
"There is more too..." she says "the creature that will help him heal his fertility will restore his ability to get erect, but he will need to fuck her, it, and then it will attach to him, shape changing him, and restore his fertility, during all that, but he will need to give birth to its young and then have a child of his own. He will have one with you, and you will have to use another creature for that, it will be a cock for you, that you have to fuck him with, it can also give him a temporary cock to fuck you with, it is all a bit messy."
I blush a bit "I have wondered what a cock would feel like, I have spied on men in the past and they seem to really easily enjoy sex, more than most women, at least... well at least before I met Reza, he has not really enjoyed it that much."
She nods and smiles "yes, I think it will help you understand him more and he you... I am glad this does not revolt you, and I hope he takes it well too. Also you may have to give birth to the children of the creature that gives you a cock too."
I blush a bit "I will happily help that kind of creature to reproduce as it helps me and Reza, what are they called?"
She smiles "the one you will use is called a cockite, you better treat it gently it is super fragile when not attached to a host. The other is called many things, depending on the point of view of the one that named them, I personally enjoy cocksnatch or cuntsnatch, they steal cocks and can be a bit of a cunt or mean to males who deserve that, they are much less frail, and can even be lethal, unlike the cockite that is unable to hurt anyone."
I laugh "love the names, I hope the cocksnatch is not too mean to Reza, I think he has suffered enough from my many attempts to heal him and make him impregnate me."
Suddenly an arrow strikes Natira in the chest and she cries out in pain and falls down on the balcony and I rapidly duck down, I grab the arrow and push it through her body and pull it out from her back, I am not sure why I do that, but I saw her regenerate from the anti magic repeatedly and I expect her to regenerate from this too. I see the arrow's head is that same cold metal the vault was made from, her still body twitches and she gasps and gurgles and then I see the wound close and she convulses and coughs up black blood and then breathes properly again, her voice is raspy "give me the arrow."
I gently hand it to her and her eyes flare violet, the arrow ignites with raw very angry magic and flies out of her hand, over the railing of the balcony and I hear a very loud deep thud as it hits, I know the concept of this spell, an arrow of vengeance, though I have never heard of one being fired without a bow.
"I need rest, and I do not feel safe here, there are too many who hate my kind, and you should be really careful too, if there still are hunters of magical people, destroyers of magic, you will be a target now, I am sorry..." she says and I see her trembling laying there on the balcony floor and I pick her up, her body is so light, yet she does not look as light as she is, I get a better look at her pale skin that is very slightly purple and there is the hint of stars dancing in her skin, touching her skin as I carry her feels like touching what lightning looks like it should feel like to touch, but instead of pain she feels good. She allows me to carry her, I am pretty sure she could get up and walk or float if she really wanted to.
I carry her to my private suite, it is smaller but also safer, cosier, no windows or balcony, and you can only get to it from the royal suite. I carry her to the bath tub and I see that the magical controls are working again, and I quickly set it to fill with hot water, and Natira laughs a bit "hotter please" I push it as hot as I can handle myself, I strip out of my coverall and join her in the bath, and grab the bottle of moon oil next to the tub and let it mingle into the water, her blood mingles in the water too, but the moon oil absorbs it in a good way, I gently wash her, and a lot of grime and dust burns away in the moon oil's cleaning magic. I feel weird that I lust for her, a bit guilty too, as I have not asked Reza if it is alright for me to enjoy her like that, I have to try to arouse him played with other women before, with him, and it was nice, but I never really felt lust for a woman before, even if they could pleasure me, it was for Reza I did that, I saw him on some level enjoy it, but also I think he felt left out.
She smiles "you want to make love to me, I can tell, and I am not against it, but I am so very tired, I really need sleep after this bath, before we travel, as I have not slept since my capture, and I have no real concept of how long ago that way, I just know it was way too long ago and my mind hurts from how long I have been awake, I would... I would like if you guarded me as I sleep though, but please tell Reza he can not be in my bed, you can, you are not my daughter, and I like your touch, but I think I would not handle his touch at all well... I hope that one day I can feel up to telling him who I am and maybe give him a mother's hug, but I can't right now."
I move my hands to caress her ears and give her a soothing massage, to calm her and allow her to relax and sleep "I will protect you with my life and Reza will not enter my suite without asking, we have our own suites and our shared suite, when we go into our suites we know we need to respect the need for alone time, we may only gently knock to see if we will be invited then."
Natira falls asleep in my arms and I finish gently cleaning her and then carry her to my bed, the moon oil absorbs the water on her skin and in her hair into her body, leaving just the nice coating of the oil there, making her dancing stars even more visible in her skin, I help her rest against the body pillow and then cover her with silk sheets and a warm blanket. I hear Reza knock and go to the door "I need to spend the night with Natira, I hope that is alright, you can't be with us though."
He kisses me and nods "I am surprised she did not kill me after what my father did to her, please... please take care of her, and let me know when I can do something to help her."
I consider the assassin that he must be unaware of "she got attacked on our balcony, so please be careful, though the assassin is dead, but maybe there are more."
Reza looks shocked, and terrified "is she alright? Should I send in a healer? Also I will get the men I trust to do a sweep, and some more to protect the royal suite and balcony."
"She is very hard to kill and survived and healed herself, but she needs rest" I say, smiling at him caring "I will bar my door for now, don't worry about us, I love you" I say and kiss him and hug him and then close the door and push the massive bars in place, and lock them, a battering ram would take a while to break the door down.
I get into bed and spoon Natira from behind, and listen to her sleep as I enter a guard trance instead of sleeping. I feel her shine into me, and I feel my whole body tingle, and as I look at my hand I see faint stars sparkling in my skin too, I can also feel that my magic is a lot stronger. I hear the sound of the stones of the palace as the dark and light sun rise, their intense heat striking the day side. Even with no windows the room gets warmer, Natira remains asleep. I understand why, she needs to catch up on sleep, her body gets hotter though, as if the suns heat ignites her body. The number, density and intensity of her stars dancing in her skin all increase. The feeling of barely contained power, that terrifying tingle, of the oncoming storm, that also gets more intense, a couple of times I almost succumb to instinctual fear and need to run away, but I stay.
As the stones of the palace again cool and make sounds of settling Natira stretches against me she grabs my hands and places them over her breasts and laughs softly "mmm I can feel you have had starlight enter you now" she then twists around to face me and kisses me with the best kiss I have ever gotten, I feel so guilty for enjoying her kiss this much and I kiss her back and I feel her smile as my hungry kiss and break our kiss "as much as I would like to stay in bed and make love with you all night, I think we should get going, I need to get to our destination."
I feel guilty for my need for more from her, but I nod "we can make love on the way there maybe or when we get there" I can hear the desperation in my voice and blush.
Natira kisses me again and I hear her in my mind 'we can, when we need to sleep for the night I have a safe place for us to be during the night, my pocket dimension inside my pearl of unfair advantage' as she says that her skin turns translucent and I see the pearl shining from below her upper sternum, behind the bone. I can sense how terrifyingly powerful that pearl is, I can also tell it would be unsafe for anyone else to have it, also I don't get how she put it inside herself like that, it is crazy. She stops her transparent state and sighs as she pushes herself up to a sitting position in bed "I would enjoy some spiced barbecued meat and mulled wine if that is possible before we go."
I nod and get up "let me go get that for you, I forgot you have not eaten for a long time either, I am so sorry" I say and rush to the door "you can close the bars while I am gone if you want to feel safer."
Natira smiles "I will do so, and wait for you" she says, getting up after me and I unbar the door and rush to go talk to the cooks in the kitchen. I hear her close and bar the door behind me.
I blush as I notice the extra guards at the balcony and I realize I am naked, I move over to put on my silk robe and head out the door, and I end up getting escorted to the kitchens, and I ask them to prepare a feast and I feel very restless at how long it takes for the food to get prepared, I can tell that this is different from how I usually am, but I also can't stop feeling this way. I do however not attempt to command them to prepare food faster for me, as I know that does not work and I do not want to start being a bitch to the servants, they do not deserve that at all. It takes an hour to prepare all the food I asked for and I take the tray and head back to the royal suite and knock on the door to my suite, and the bars all slam open at the same time and the door opens and Natira is sitting at the small table in my suite, building a card castle, I do not recognize the cards, they are not mine, so I wonder where she got them from, but then I remember she says she has a pocket dimension, and I wonder why she is still staying naked if she has clothes she could summon, I feel overdressed in my silk robe though. I carefully put the tray on the table and she smiles "mmm that smells delicious" she says and reaches over to the steaming hot meat grabbing it with her hand and bites into it like some starving wolf, I did bring utensils and plates but I don't complain at her wild primal hunger, I watch her eat all the food I brought that was more than she had asked for, and then she takes the glass of hot mulled wine and heads to the tub and turns it on with way too hot water, it would blister my skin if I got in, she seems perfectly comfortable though as she downs the wine and then submerges herself under the water, I strip out of my robe and move up feeling the intense heat, every so often I touch the surface to feel if it is safe yet for me to go in, I also watch her breathing under water, I can't quite imagine how she is not scalding her lungs from that, but clearly she has different tolerances than me.
As the temperature gets just uncomfortably hot I slip into the tub too, and she shifts to give me room and surfaces, her body is still very uncomfortably hot though almost enough to burn me as she touches me, she playfully caresses my breasts and soon down my belly and her fingers probe my pussy that really needed her touch, and her hot fingers feel good yet too hot and she easily gets me to sing out for her as she finds all the pleasure spots inside me, several even new to me, and she does not relent, as I try to squirm away I feel her hold me with her magic and she keeps pushing me to higher and more intense orgasms, I feel magic hands caress me, magic kisses and tongues too, and she captures my loud cries of pleasure with a kiss, and I struggle to breathe through just my nose, and if I was not held by her I would collapse into the water and drown helpless, every muscle in my body is a trembling helpless mess and my heart feels like it is trying to burst out of my chest, and is skipping beats as she makes me sing and squirt for her over and over again. I don't want her to stop, but I think she is pushing my body beyond what is safe, but I will happily die for her like this.
Then with a bit of a mean giggle she finally gently slows down to a stop and now has her whole hand inside me, I am not sure when that happened, and she slowly let's my fluttering pussy calm down on her hand, and once the final orgasm trembles stop she slowly pulls her hand out of me and I moan in protest as I feel so very empty after that, even if I close up tight, she pushes her hand into my mouth and I suck on her fingers, licking them and she massages my uvula and I squirm and drool but I don't try to stop her, even if what she is doing is a bit too much and mean, however I feel my body change under her touch, soon my uvula feels better than my clit does to the touch, my lips and tongue too give me way more pleasure than before, and as she pushes her fingers deeper massaging my tongue and down my throat I can tell that is giving me crazy pleasure too, her gaze is not exactly lust, more amused playfulness, as she finally stops I again moan in protest as she removes her hand "we can't do much more, but I wanted to calm your need a bit" she says as she steps out of the tub and helps me out, I collapse on my wobbling legs and she pulls me back up again, slapping my butt and says "stand focus" she says and I feel my will and control over my body get stronger and I force my complaining muscles to stabilize and keep me standing, but I am trembling intensely, she pulls away from me stopping her steadying of me and I manage just barely to remain standing. "Now come with me to find Reza, we need to get going."
She goes and opens the door and I follow her on my wobbly legs, unsure how I manage to remain standing, she sees the guards on the balcony and says to me "come" and I come to her as we walk to the balcony, the guards both squirm a bit at the blatant display of nudity and I am sure they smell my many orgasms on both of us despite the moon oil, or rather probably more so because of it. She looks out over the palace grounds making herself very visible unleashing magic that draw everyone's gaze to us, I blush, but I don't try to hide.
Reza enters the suite carrying two chests, he is in dressed in his white desert coverall, he also has his gaze be drawn to us, but I feel his gaze on me, not Natira, and I can't imagine why he is not drawn to her gorgeous body, especially since he does not know she is his mother "I got you both coveralls for the white desert" he says "and rations."
Natira walks up to the chests and opens them and looks at the two coveralls seeing the one that is her size, her eyes flash violet and the coverall turns into dancing motes of light, stars and they fly into her skin and a much better fitting and comfortable looking coverall appears around her skin it looks like a scaled version of her own skin, as she pulls her hood I see there is no mask there but I see a bubble form around her, of clean air, she probably won't need the coverall at all, but I like that she is a little less distracting. I struggle to put my coverall on, meanwhile she touches all the other equipment and rations in her chest and even the chest itself vanishes with them, as I finally get my coverall on she hugs me from behind caressing my breasts in front of Reza and between my legs and I moan.
Reza blushes a bit "I am glad you two have become lovers too" he says, I can tell he means it, but also feels a little weird and annoyed at her way of treating me like that, clearly trying to get on his nerves.
Natira laughs "mmm good you don't have your father's temper" she slaps my ass and I cry out in surprise and pleasure and blush deeply.
Reza gazes into my eyes to make sure I am fine "I would prefer you don't humiliate my wife in front of guards, or preferably at all" he says a bit more sternly.
Natira's cold malicious gaze directed at him softens, and she takes a moment to put her thoughts together "good, I like that you care about her and will tell me to stop. I needed to know, but I also enjoy playing with your wife, and she actually on some level enjoyed the humiliation, right Tara?"
I blush and nod "mmm" I say very softly, not wanting the guards to hear.
Natira looks like if she is considering being more mean, but instead she simply kisses me, and I melt into her kiss, while Reza watches, I feel guilty but I then feel his hands caress my hair and shift to caress my ears, giving me pleasure and also soothing me and my guilt melts away, he wants me to feel good, and I think also he feels like he wants to let Natira have her small games with us, given what she has been through.
Natira finally breaks the kiss and again I moan in protest, and she gently pushes my still wobbly self into Reza's arms and he catches me as my legs are about to give way. She then walks toward the door and opens them, looking over her shoulder at us and Reza turns me around and kisses me and I melt into his kiss, the love I see in his eyes and the way his kiss feels, it is as if he wants to be the better kisser between her and me and emotionally his kiss is a lot more meaningful to me, I can also feel some envy there from him, that she made me feel that good, or something, I like whatever it is, more possessive of me too. He playfully gently slaps both my butt cheeks and I giggle moan into his kiss and I feel the inside of my coverall get very wet as I get aroused, yet also frustrated as I know we don't have time and also I want his cock in me, or Natira's hand, I need to teach Reza how to do what she did too, it is way better than gentle but wonderful licking of my pussy lips and clit.
As we break the kiss I look to Natira that is smiling warmly at both of us, but she says nothing, I struggle to even hold any of the tools and rations so Reza packs my things and wears both of the packs so I don't have to, and I love him for that, especially right now, he leads me by a hand on my hips toward the door and we travel by foot, slowly because of my almost helpless state, down the scary stairs of the razor mountains, it takes us all night and then I feel that crazy heat as the dark and light star rises, Reza helps me pull my hood up and put on my mask and puts his on too, with our goggles as well, while Natira's face remains visible in her bubble of protection, the air shimmers with the immense heat of the desert below, and we finally reach the stables, and walk to the largest heptapod, it has a very sturdy tent on its back, reinforced and as I am lifted up by Reza I see it has furs on the floor inside and I collapse there, it is almost as comfortable as our bed. Natira just floats up not letting Reza touch her, he has gotten the hint that she does not want to be touched though, so he avoids doing that, he gets into the saddle strapped to the heptapod and pulls out a piece of the salted meat rock and holds it out to its mouth and it grabs it and he speaks softly to it and it rumbles under us as it responds in its own language.
Reza asks "what way should we go?"
Natira peeks out of the tend and her eyes flash and a small dancing light appears, brighter than the sun "follow it."
Reza nods and we start our journey. Even in the tent I am melting in my coverall, it is almost as hot as Natira was in the bath with me, she pulls me into her lap and starts to massage my ears, I try to resist as I feel she is going a bit too far, hinting that she knows of the love binding massages, but only just not going there, but I am unable to move as she keeps me in a deep pleasure trance, I can't even protest, just moan in pleasure. Time fades away as a concept and I bake in the heat and forced love, if it had been anyone but her, I would consider what she is doing a violation, as she did not ask, and doing this kind of ear massage is very intimate, more so than sex, and so this might count as rape to many elves, due to not asking and also telling me trying to struggle in the beginning, and she gets so very close to binding me to her, like a love slave, but then shifts just ever so slightly from doing that, I also get lost in her gaze, I see she considers what she is doing playful fun, but she feels like a cat and me like a small mouse, like she is playing with me as if I was her toy, and due to what she is doing I am loving it, but I am terrified she will choose to steal my love and devotion from Reza, we have not done the love bonding ear massage, as we want to be able to remain rational and true to ourselves, not helplessly forced into an eternal bond, and her hinting at and almost doing that to me without even asking first, is scary, but feels so good too, my intellect cries out against it though, and I think I understand a bit more why star elves were hated, they don't see us non star elves as anything but play things, or at least that is what I heard sometimes.
Reza:
I listen to Tara's almost desperate moans all day as I follow the guiding light and keep the heptapod happy with salted meat, I feel like maybe I should stop Natira from doing what she is doing, and I feel inadequate, I don't deserve Tara, I never did, and I don't really understand why she tolerates being with me, I love her, more than anything else in the world and I really hope that Natira can help me give Tara what she deserves and wants, I just want her to be happy, my beloved, I also feel upset at Natira, and more so at myself, I want to feel aroused by what I am hearing, and to do what real men do in stories, go there and take Tara, make love to her. My fathers words ring in my ears, calling me a disappointment, useless, eunuch, however he only had me as whatever made him die swiftly also made him unable to impregnate anyone else, toward the end I saw the healers carry out his withered fallen off cock, still, his words hurt, from beyond the grave, I hate him.
I see the light swiftly fade as the suns set, and it gets very dark quickly and cold, I shiver, the guiding light keeps going though so I do as well, and I watch as the white dust starts to glow faintly green and blue, then I feel a surge of horrifyingly powerful energy from inside the tent and the sands flare white all around, almost blindingly white, and a large circle erupts around us and ripples across the white dust, and it stops glowing green and blue, returning quickly to the darkness, then the shattered moon starts rising, and there is also some light from the white burn of the white dust, but it rapidly gets more distant.
At the horizon I watch a blue wall rise meeting the white wave and they slam into each other and the ground shudders, dust explodes up into the air at that ring and clouds of dust forms and soon a violet desert lightning storm starts, far more violent than I have ever seen, but at least far away from, I pat the heptapod and say the words meaning it should rest and I give it another slice of meat and, it stops and slowly settles into the dust, half burrowing itself. It shoves dust with its tail into its mouth.
I watch a little while longer as the storm continues an then with some dread I turn around and open the tent and I see Natira massaging Tara's ears, preventing her from moving "what are you doing!" I say as I see she is almost doing the love binding massage "stop, please, don't take her away from me, she is the most important person in my life I can't live without her" I say with desperation and try to sound commanding too, but I know I fail at that.
Natira shifts her gaze from Tara's eyes and to mine "if I wanted to make her mine, I could have done so already, and you would have been a failure of a husband not protecting her from that, you should know better" I watch Tara struggle a bit, oh so helplessly to free herself from the ear massage Natira is doing.
"She does not want what you are doing right now, I understand you may hate me, but please don't take it out on her, please, torture me instead if you want to torture someone" I say, moving closer, as I do I feel her mind grasp my body hard all over crushing the air out of my lungs in a squeak.
"Don't you dare threaten me, or tell me what I can and can not do" I watch her get even closer to doing the love binding on Tara and as I slowly black out from lack of air my eyes flood with tears, just as I am about to slip away I fall onto the floor and gasp for breath and she releases Tara and she rushes up to me "no please don't hurt him like that!" she cries desperately.
Natira smiles a twisted mean smile "I will let you both have the tent tonight" and she vanishes from view, I can't sense her terrifying magic anymore.
I look into Tara's eyes and ask "did... did she?" and Tara shakes her head "no, but she got as close as I think one can go, I was so scared, and... and... I... I loved it too, I am sorry, I feel... I feel so wrong about what she is making me feel..."
"She wants to hurt me, don't let her hurt you, it is not your fault, I also see her beauty, and allure, so I get it, but she is ugly inside I don't know if it is from what my father did to her, or if she was twisted before that, we can't do anything about her though, we are at her mercy" I say "I love you, only you" I say honestly, even if plainly on a physical level Natira is gorgeous, the way she looks at me and Tara as at best pets is extremely unsettling.
I curl up with Tara and a bunch of pelts to try to keep warm as the intense cold of the night claws into the tent, the loud storm is active all night, but stays away from us, it takes a long time for us to pass out, it is scary to sleep in this intense cold, one may not wake if one is out unprotected. At least the heptapod is providing some heat from below too.
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I hope I get more reading time so I can dive into your story too 
