Wrathia:
Wrathia couldn't help herself. When Ava awoke in her own mindscape, where Wrathia had taken residence, she was right there above her, looking at her expectantly. In the real world Ava had just consumed one of the curses that had been bottled for her, and made her godly, no, ungodly powerful, and decimated a huge gathering of their enemies. It was impressive, for sure, but Wrathia really wanted to know how Ava herself felt about it. After all, it was just a taste of her own power, and Ava had been nothing if not powerless her whole life.

As soon as Ava's eyes open, Wrathia's upon her, sharp teeth in a grin. "I dare say! Your display of power was quite glorious, was it not? Tell me Ava, how did you like it?" For just a moment, Ava seems reticent, but then she props herself up and launches into a speech, yelling flowery language in overwhelming excitement and empowerment. Wrathia can't help but find it cute, curling her hand around Ava's chin. This girl who she's watched be nothing but timid and pitiful her whole life, finally revelling in power and control. It's an endearing change of personality for once, from somebody who's been nothing but disappointing. 

As the human begins to wind down in ferocity she continues on with her... poetic description sounding almost... seduced. Their hands intertwine and Wrathia finds herself getting carried along in the moment as they sink back towards the floor together. Right when it seems Ava might be out of things to say Wrathia interjects to keep her speaking, "The warm, wild fantasy we knew it would be-" not realizing how scandalously flirtatious it sounds or just how close their lips are now until it's left her mouth.

Ava:
Previously Ava had felt wonder, awe and anger when visiting Wrathia, but not this time. Now she was too caught up in the incredible feeling of freedom and power, savouring every moment that the demon's spirit mixed with her own self. She cried out her joy and poured out her emotions all over Wrathia, holding her close and without realizing it very intimately.

It wasn't until the fiery demon interjected that she realized that they had embraced each other, and even with her burning heart she did not know what else to say. The being that had been so frightening before now seemed more equal, more approachable. Whether it was an aftereffect of the potion or feelings that had finally come to blossom, one moment Ava was looking Wrathia in the eyes and the other she found her lips pressed against the demon's. It was sudden yet passionate, slow yet instantaneous, leaving Ava in awe as she screwed her eyes shut hoping that it would not be cut short.

Wrathia:
Wrathia is almost surprised, but only almost, having felt this would happen when she let herself get caught up with Ava's emotions. She just lets her eyelids flutter shut and tightens her fingers betwixt Ava's, gently but forcefully returning the kiss. No tongue, just a brief, passionate lip lock, which after a few moments she pulls away from and reluctantly lets her eyes open again. "Why, dear Ava..." one hand, her left, dislodges and travels like a wisp of smoke down Ava's arm to her shoulder and then down to the base of her spine "What happened to all that disdain you had for me, hm?"

Ava:
As their lips parted Ava wondered if she had messed up; Wrathia might have not even been intentional with her charm and kissing a lava spirit could likely have dire consequences. But at the same time she had felt the warm, red lips willingly press up against her own, so she let the demon's hand wander along her body, shivering slightly as it went down her side. Her eyes slowly opened to meet Wrathia's, wanting to look away at first but then deciding that this was no time to back down. "I guess it helped seeing things from your perspective." She leaned closer to the point where their foreheads touched, whispering "Though don't think that has changed anything." with as much confidence she could muster.

Wrathia:
"No? Usually you don't kiss somebody if 'nothing has changed', silly girl." She pulls her right hand away from Ava's just to make the air quotes. "If we understand each other better then our cooperation doesn't have to be sooo... teeth clenched." Her voice seeps quietly between her lips, trying to avoid sounding aggressive or callous like she does probably almost all of the time. "Why not be friends? Why not have..." Her left hand makes the short slide down to caress and then tentatively squeeze one of Ava's ass cheeks "... benefits?~" In a power play she keeps her eyes locked with Ava's as she does it, before promptly pressing their lips together again.

Ava:
Ava hated to admit it, but Wrathia was right. And seeing through her, which might have been even more annoying. But on the other hand she didn't sound angry or overly mocking, her voice drawing Ava in further into her ensnaring web of enticement. Her clawed hand felt surprisingly soft as it caressed her body and even when she squeezed Ava did not feel frightened that it would pierce her skin. Earlier her face had flushed from the thrill of her newfound powers but now something else was making her red. Besides the devil ichor running through her veins. When their lips met again she thought that she might as well indulge herself, just this one time, and returned the kiss with passion, albeit allowing Wrathia to keep control. Her arms gently slid around the demon's waist to keep her close, fingers digging into the unsurprisingly heated flesh.

Wrathia:
After all these years, Ava finally listens without resistance or hesitance. All it took was her near death, followed by her near death, followed by lots of murder! The vengess chuckles just a bit and lightly grazes Ava's bottom lip with her sharp teeth while pulling away. "You're not the only one who was, eheh, 'enhanced' by that potion, by the way. I even felt it a little here, although in a much different way." She moves up a little, putting her chest RIGHT in front of Ava's face, which makes it very clear that, contrary to her typical doll anatomy, she now definitely has pert nipples. The breasts themselves are also definitely bigger than they used to be. Below, something warm and soft flops onto Ava's lower belly, but then again everything is warm and soft right now, and Wrathia doesn't draw attention to it.

Ava:
It hardly came as a surprise that the potion was beneficial to Wrathia as well; Ava doubted the demoness never did anything that was not directly beneficial to herself. But considering the position she was in now Ava was not going to complain if Wrathia had found the destruction fun. After all, it had been very... intoxicating. "Maybe I should be captured by more Titan followers sometime then." she joked in response, before the impressively sized chest was put in front of her. It was very clear what Wrathia wanted and Ava was happy to oblige, tenderly taking one of the nipples into her mouth while the other got treated with light squeezes from her fingers. The gentleness did not remain for long however and soon Ava was grazing the hot nub with her teeth, the other chest being pinched and groped with fervor.

Wrathia:
Instead of telling Ava she should be embarrassed she got 'captured' in the first place or that there will be more killing before this is done, Wrathia for once just lets it slide. Besides, it's hard to be patronizing when you've got a mouth on your tit. "Oh! Eager girl. Eh, I suppose I would be too if a gorgeous alien had been cock blocking me my whole life, keheh~." She inhales sharply when teeth get involved, head curving back a little in response. Unable to comfortably reach Ava's ass anymore, Wrathia takes them away and grabs onto Ava's arms just below the wrist. "Now, don't be shy!" she moves Ava's hands so one of them now is resting on Wrathia's ass cheek instead and then moves her own hand up to tenderly cup behind Ava's head. The other is brought off her back, around and down to her groin so that the Vengess's limp shaft is resting in her palm.

Ava:
Ava briefly thought to mention that cock blocking was just one of the things that Wrathia had been doing for as long as she could remember, but with the passionate heat getting more intense she decided to let it slide. Revenge now felt like it wouldn't be half bad but, like the demon, the tit in her mouth convinced her otherwise. She allowed her hands to be moved with no resistance, squeezing her fingers in rather hard into Wrathia's ass while the other tried to get a feel for what she was holding. With a muffled "Mph!" she realized, starting to slowly massage the rod while simultaneously exploring what her partner was packing between her legs. And since she was invited to not be shy she merrily moved over to Wrathia's other breast, flicking her tongue over the warm nub while the other was left to cool from the air.

Wrathia:
Wrathia's free hand moves to the tit Ava abandoned and digs in, orange flesh pillowing out between her fingers. "Aw, I was sort of hoping you'd be more surprised by my package. Be careful now, I know you don't exactly have experience with cocks... Unless you're /much/ sneakier than I thought you were." Snickering at the prospect, she doesn't bother explaining further since the girl seems to at least have the basic idea down, and is currently nursing Wrathia from half mast to full.

Ava:
There seemed to be no problem for Ava to wrap her hand around Wrathia's shaft and start stroking it, slowly pumping up and down as she tried to get a hang of it. It felt so warm and enticing... She just had to take a peek. "I am surprised!" she retorted as she let go of the nipple, glancing up at the grinning demoness. "And obviously I haven't been able to get away from you. That doesn't mean I haven't been able to study up on boy- or girlfriends." Slight fluster aside she looked down, swallowing as she took in the sight of the impressive shaft. "It's... Warm." Not that she didn't expect it to be, but Wrathia's unnatural heat was making it feel enticingly warm.

Wrathia:
Besides Wrathia's dick Ava has also managed to stroke her ego as well, since she caught that gulp of surprise with more than a little satisfaction. "Congratulations on stating the obvious, girl. What are you going to tell me next, that it's thick and orange?" Her tone isn't as mocking as it might be any other time, clearly teasing instead of insulting. "It's also getting... Mmf, rock hard, Ava." She jerks her hips forward a little, grinding the shaft against Ava's hand and the tip against her stomach. If she weren't interested in actually fostering some better relations here she'd just demolish Ava's virginity right now with no fanfare, but she'll let her pactmate keep some modicum of control for now.

Ava:
"Well who's stating the obvious now? If I were you I'd spend more time worrying about being rusty." Ava playfully retorted, nursing the shaft with her hand and giving it a few pumps. Any other time she would have pushed Wrathia off and given her a verbal lashing but the wonderful infernal high had left a fire in her loin that she needed to put out. Who better to control that than a demon of flames? There was no point in delaying the inevitable, not that Ava wanted to, so she pulled her hand away and started to grind her own hips up against Wrathia's, breath hitching as it slid against her nethers.

Wrathia:
"/Rusty/?!" Wrathia gives Ava a playful little scowl. "I'll have you know I'm the smoothest and most skilled love maker in the galaxy. But if there is any 'rust'..." She shifts back a bit so her tip drags along Ava's groin until it flicks down across Ava's nethers. "Then you'll be helping me shake it off. And quite vigorously at that." With a grin she moves one hand to orient the angle of her dick while she gently nudges it against Ava's pussy lips, making sure she's all lined up properly and steady before pushing harder, forcing her tip inside.

Ava:
I sincerely doubt that, Ava wanted to say, but the prospect of having Wrathia's dick inside of her took precedence over any biting remarks she had. She followed the rod with her eyes as it lined up, breath hitching when the tip slid against her nethers. It was incredibly exhilarating, not just getting laid but having a being so powerful being the one doing it. As the thick rod slid in Ava audibly inhaled. It felt not only much better than she expected, but a lot warmer too. Not uncomfortably so but rather a snug warmth that made her feel like melting in Wrathia's arms. She hadn't even realized that her grip had tightened so she eased up, allowing the demoness to take her pace and savoring the experience.

Wrathia:
A shallow breath drags out of Wrathia's throat in satisfaction while she pushes slowly deeper into Ava, getting a few inches in before pulling back, then pushing forwards again. "Damn, human pussy is tight." Both hands slide behind Ava's hips and pull her closer, speeding up the process, moments later their nethers meeting firmly. It's extremely subtle, but her dick is just big enough to make a little bump in the girl's lower abdomen. Not even waiting for feedback from her partner, she pulls her hips back again, just by an inch, before closing the gap again. It's slow and steady for now. "Mmn, waited too long for this..."

Ava:
"Fuck, it's you who are big." As the shaft slid deeper Ava's grip on Wrathia got stronger, her breaths punctuated by the occasional gasp and grunt until finally the demoness had hilted in her. Realizing that not only had she taken the entire thing but it had felt good doing it, she began to relax once more and moved her hands more sensually along Wrathia's sides, getting to a comfortable place where she could keep contact but not distract from the movement. "This... Wasn't too bad. O-Oh not bad at all..." she said quietly, slowly undulating her hips to meet Wrathia's and send small bursts of delightful pleasure down her spine.

Wrathia:
"Yeah? Tell me how much you like it, Ava. I'm listening." She punctuates her sentence by thrusting a little harder just for a moment. She want to lean in to her partner's ear or something, but being a fair bit taller means she can't achieve that sort of position unless she were to curl up, which wouldn't be very conducive to the way she's rolling her hips right now, her strokes having become a little longer. With this position though Ava's head quickly ends up right between the alien's enhances tits, and with a little devious giggle she uses the insides of her arms to squish them together and smother the girl's face.

Ava:
Did Ava really want to submit so verbally to the demoness? Part of her wanted to keep her sass, a part that was being steamrolled by the alien sensations in her loins that told her to do whatever it takes to make it continue. "I like it so, so much." she said with a gasp. "It's better than I could have ever imagined and it's so. Damn. Good." If she was going to say something more it'd have to wait, a pair of soft orange orbs distracting Ava and making her breath hitch as they pressed up against her face. It felt... sinful, but she couldn't stop herself from pressing back against them, closing her eyes and sinking into Wrathia's cleavage while her breaths got more laboured. While tight her nethers couldn't be wetter and each thrust was accompanied by Ava tensing up, adding delicious friction.

Wrathia:
"That's so /good/ to hear! Because I'm loving it too. We should have arranged to do this sooner." Getting slightly more impatient, she starts alternating between a few sets of fast, shallow thrusts and deep, steady thrusts. "Fuck, this is good pussy." Furrowing her brow and biting her lip, Wrathia lingers longer in the faster thrusts for a moment before she swaps back, but now the longer thrusts are a little less steady and a little more fast. Wrathia's actually not sure how much longer she has until orgasm, but she doesn't want to give Ava the satisfaction of holding out longer, so she doesn't go all out just yet, hoping virginity will play in her favor here.

Ava:
I couldn't agree more, Ava thought to herself as she tried to hold back the grunts that inevitably escaped her lips. The frequent change of pace was maddeningly arousing and had not Ava's pokerface been so great the intense redness of her cheeks, shallow breaths and eyes squeezed shut might have clued Wrathia in on that she was close to her peak. Just before the demoness went back to going slow Ava couldn't help but to yelp, back arching as a particularly strong spasm of pleasure went through her body, just barely calming down from it. "O-Oh I'm so close! I'm so fucking close!" Her hips hungrily met up with Wrathia's whenever she thrust in, lewd noises echoing throughout the hall as their crotches made contact.

Wrathia:
That does it. There's no way Wrathia's ego could resist such a plea, and despite Ava's desperate attempts to make out with her she ends up forming a rather evil looking teeth-exposed grin. Re-angling her hips to make more room she reaches down with one hand to stimulate Ava's clit in tandem with her fucking, two fingers stroking it in circles even while her hips continue slamming down. "Well, Ava? Be a good pact-mate and /cum/ for me then." It actually takes a bit of effort for her not to let out a villainous chuckle, settling for a sinister giggle instead. "Cum HARD for me."

Ava:
Who knew what kind of evil plan of Wrathia's this was a part of? And why should Ava care? She couldn't remember the last time she had felt this incredible, the near-constant friction of the demoness' cock together with stimuli to her clit making her arch her back and cry out. Her body tensed up and then spasmed, her hands gripping onto her lover in what would have been a painfully tight way had she not been a fierce otherworldly being. This was so good, so incredible that the carnage she had felt when under Wrathia's potion barely anything in comparison to this. It was enough for Ava to blank out for a few moments, seeing nothing but pure hot whiteness as she rode out her orgasm.

Wrathia:
Wrathia knows the telltale signs of a virgin cunt attempting to milk her cock in its first orgasm. Something she hasn't had in far too long, but it drives her crazy, especially now, considering her intimate history with the virgin in question. Ava's not even done cumming herself when Wrathia can no longer hold herself back, a bestial grunt rumbling in her throat. Both hands move to claw at Ava's supple rear and slam herself down, not slowing, just the opposite, speeding up and doing what could only be described as pulverizing poor Ava's groin while her balls tighten and pump Wrathia's virile jizz plentifully throughout Ava's cunt, most of which is squeezed out and plasters her inner thighs, but plenty remains.

Ava:
Wrathia was setting the bar high and possibly ruining any future sexual encounters Ava would have with anyone else, the incredible ferocity of her thrusts causing the ahegao-struck girl to arch her back, eyes rolling into the back of her head from ecstasy. She could feel a gooey warmth fill her up between each pound, further driving her over the edge until she wondered if she'd ever recover. But all good things must come to an end and, fucked senseless and breathless, Ava fell limply back down. Despite her eyes being open she couldn't see anything, failing to focus on either the red face of her lover or the large tits jiggling over her.

Wrathia:
Her partner finished long before her, Wrathia sloppily finishes the last few thrusts of her orgasm and leaves herself hilted. Somehow she doesn't seem particularly winded however, emanating some quiet pleased growls. Ava's butt gets a fair share of firm squeezes before the alien's hands travel up, exploring the curves with interest and, in stark contrast to moments prior, tender curiosity."That was very good, my... dear, sweet Ava..." Honeyed words from the mouth of a snake. "A fantastic start indeed." While Ava is slightly out of it, there's some light rustling of what appear to be rose vines encroaching upon them from the sides. "However will you top yourself in round two? Ehehe."

Ava:
The blissful buzz coursing through Ava's body was intense but pleasant, exacerbated by Wrathia exploring her body in a new light. The sensual touches gently brought her back into reality and after getting her breathing under control she answered "Thank you...", closing her yes. Only to open them up again as she heard something move around her. The strange, unnatural vines brought her attention away from Wrathia for the first time in several minutes, though it quickly returned when she looked surprisedly at the demoness. "Already?" Not that she knew of Wrathia's stamina, but considering her own breath had been fucked out of her Ava assumed even her newfound lover would need a moment to recover. The warmth in her nethers invigorated her spirits though and she continued dryly "You do realize how that laugh of yours makes you sound incredibly evil and ominous, right?". Not to mention her smirk, demeanour, appearance and general personality.

Wrathia:
Quickly her expression changes from her smile to a pout. Followed by sticking her tongue out. "How mean of you! I can't change how I sound now can I? Rude girl." Her tone makes it clear she's amused, not actually insulted. Especially since in the middle of talking she finds Ava's modest chest and flicks one of her nipples with her thumb, before pinching it gently and tweaking it. It seems the drawer must have disappeared at some point. 

Simultaneously she yanks her hips away, leaving Ava's pussy slightly agape and leaking, and pushes her head forward, capturing the girl in another kiss. While they make out, there's even more rustling as the plants begin to threaten Ava's limbs. Wrathia does a lot of playing with Ava's tits, especially squeezing her nipples, before allowing her freedom of mouth again. "Everything about you is so cute. The things I would have done to you if I had a physical body..."

Ava:
Ava had just opened her mouth to cut in and respond when she felt Wrathia's finger touch her nipple, the pinch making her inhale sharply and luckily for Wrathia shut up. Just as she had taken her breath she did it once more, the sudden emptiness in her nethers a strange sensation left uncommented as her mouth became fully occupied with pleasing Wrathia's tongue. Seems like she hadn't been joking about a round two, Ava thought to herself as she started to return the kissing, goaded on by the very delightful stimulation in her nipples. 

"I assumed you'd ditch me the first chance you got, but I think I can listen to what you had in- Hey!" One of the vines had creeped up too far on her arm, causing her to tear it free and frown at the offending plant. "Okay, these plants, what gives?"

Wrathia:
Pulling away, she looks unamusedly at the plants slithering slowly towards her partner. "They're certainly not of MY doing, I told you I don't garden." She lifts one for just a second before letting it flop back down. They look green and healthy. "I don't know, Ava! This space is a combination of /both/ of our mental states. You tell me what 'gives'." She sits up, watching them shuffle closer, invading Ava's personal space, especially around her limbs. "Seems like they want to help!"

Ava:
It wasn't ever easy to trust the snaketongue, but considering the fact that not only had they done it but also that Wrathia didn't seem like the gardening type, maybe there were some truth to those words? Extending one of her arms towards the vines she let one of the appendages slowly ensare her, wrapping around her wrist and taking a pretty solid hold. It made her heart beat faster, the inability to pull back making her feel strangely... excited. "Hm. Maybe they do." She allowed the vines to slither around her other hand and with the same happening to her ankles, she soon found herself immobilized by the plant. With Wrathia looming over her the excitement soon turned to arousal, the thought of being fucked while wrapped up too appealing to ignore. "Okay, you were right. This... This isn't too bad. I like it." After a moment's hesitation she slyly added "Do you?".

Wrathia:
"Hmm... A nubile young girl tied up and at my mercy, unable to escape me even if she didn't desperately want me?" She starts speaking by leaning in real close to Ava's ear, then traveling down her body, Wrathia's hands once again taking place at her pactmate's chest and teasing at the idea of nibbling one of her nipples. "No witty bullshit, this is a pretty huge turn on." Her grin returning, she backs up a little to view Ava's position in its entirety. For now she's completely spread eagle, but the more Ava gets turned on the more active the plants get. "If you're /completely/ helpless I'm not sure which part of you I should partake in next. So many delicious choices..." While she surveys Ava's body she gives her a look like a horny predator, not that that's much different than before but now she's actively displaying it on her face.

Ava:
The vines had ended up getting solid grips around her for limbs and one had even sneaked its way around her neck, though thankfully it didn't squeeze at all. Even though it had been moments since Wrathia had been inside of her Ava was starting to get more aroused, both by the constant teasing from the demoness as well as the strange plant she seemed to subconsciously control. "Well, since I'm stuck here I guess I can say that I'm all yours. I think that- Oh!" The vines interrupted her by starting to tug on her legs and arms, slowly pulling her around until Ava had been flipped over and turned around, forcing Wrathia back for the moment. They loosened their strain just enough to allow their captive to get up on her hands and knees, but not any further. "I, uhm, forgot what I was going to say." Ava sheepishly responded, looking up at Wrathia.

Wrathia:
Not helping Ava's focus would be the fact that, now on her knees, Wrathia is looming over Ava far more than before. With that huge cock of hers especially intimidatingly casting a shadow. In fact, with this angle and proximity it looks even bigger than before. No, it's /definitely/ bigger than it was when Ava saw it last about thirty seconds ago. It had already been pushing the upper bounds of realistically possible sizes but now it's not even close to realistic. If Ava has good spatial reasoning she could maybe peg it at around two feet long now, and a little over three inches wide. "Oh, it doesn't matter. You won't be saying much of anything for a while. Open those pretty little lips, Ava."

Ava:
The realization that Wrathia, against all rhyme or reason, had somehow gotten bigger made Ava blink a few times and do a double take. It wasn't the angle (though that certainly added to the view), the shaft had actually grown thicker and longer. The size made it so that it would be impossible for fit anything beyond the head in her maw, if even that, but the width was what intimidated Ava the most. She'd have to strain her mouth to get anywhere close to getting it in and even then she wasn't sure it'd be enough. The thought to tell Wrathia this quickly popped up into her head but she easily dismissed it due to two reasons: if she let Wrathia find out that it'd be too snug of a fit she would get points for trying to take it, and she had to admit that with the vines constantly writhing around her limbs and being presented with a dick so obscenely huge she was getting very, very turned on. She said "Alright Wrathia, see it as payback for having to be stuck in my head all this time." and then opened her mouth as much as possible.

Wrathia:
Wrathia's impressed that Ava doesn't say anything in particular about the intent to shove something comparable in size to an /arm/ into her mouth, and rewards such with the act doing it promptly instead of teasing her too much. It takes an entire hand of Wrathia's to push her shaft down so it angles at Ava's face, and once it gets close Ava can feel it radiate warmth just like the rest of Wrathia. It hovers near the girl's mouth as the alien does a lot of positional fine-tuning with her hips, eventually being pressed rather gently to the O shape of the girl's lips before it's nudged forward several times, each time gaining a little more purchase towards popping in, until finally Wrathia braces Ava's head with her hand and pushes firmly, finally making progress with a sudden pop.

Ava:
Ava's breaths came deeper as the sizeable rod neared her face, slowly getting in position between her lips. She could taste herself on it, she realized, but any further thoughts were postponed as Wrathia started to push forwards. Even with Ava straining her jaw she didn't see a way for it to fit, the warm spongy head incessantly prodding and pushing its way in slowly and causing a few grunts from the kneeling human... before she felt a hand on the back of her head, forcing it in place as Wrathia undulated forwards. "Glrk!" Ava's hands clenched into fists and her arms strained against the vines, but the deed had been done and Ava's mouth was filled with the head of the demoness' monsterous cock. She squeezed her eyes shut, already feeling herself starting to gag from how immense the phallic intruder was, but with the vines still keeping her limbs in place and Wrathia's hand on her head she had nowhere to move. Nowhere but forwards.

Wrathia:
Getting into Ava's throat is actually just as difficult as getting into her mouth was, but Wrathia's more forceful now, and pushes hard while pulling Ava's head towards herself, popping it in not-so-gently. "Good job Ava, you adorable little slut." She does a slightly undignified scooch forward so that she can thrust her hips, sinking several more inches into Ava's tight, comfy throat and immediately causing a bulge to form at the top of her throat. "Didn't even question if it could fit. An admirable quality in sexual partners and servants alike. Life would have been so much easier for you if you questioned me less and listened to me more.~" Another big thrust, now using both hands to steady Ava's head and pull Ava farther down her cock.

Ava:
Maybe she should have said something, Ava thought to herself briefly as Wrathia started to thrust her hips in order to feed more of the behemoth length into her mouth. This was so much! Too much! She couldn't even grunt anymore, the warm head pushing into her throat and making her neck distend obscenely. All she could do was take comfort in that she had gained some of Wrathia's respect, twisted as it were, and screw her eyes shut in anticipation for the next thrust. Which immediately came, surprising her enough with its ferocity for her eyes to go wide open. Her throat pleasurably spasmed around the hot shaft as it pushed deeper into her esophagus and Wrathia would find that the vines were kind enough to give after when she pulled, giving plenty of movement for rocking Ava back and forth while providing nothing to the captured woman below.

Wrathia:
Even though she's less than halfway into Ava, not even close to half actually, Wrathia's getting rather excited. Eager even, like when she was younger and less experienced. A nice sentiment maybe, but it means that she doubles down, tightening her grip and jamming her hips and Ava's head towards each other. In only a few deep thrusts Ava's nose becomes mashed against Wrathia's pubic region. The alien empress has her fingers all wrapped up in Ava's hair, clenched tightly into fists now, as she lets a /deep/ groan loose from her throat. "Fuck, Ava, this is a much better use for your mouth than backtalking me. This is heavenly.~"

Ava:
The soreness of her scalp was the least of Ava's issues as she was forced against Wrathia's groin, vision obscured by the demoness' orange belly. She couldn't even imagine how her own stomach looked now that it had several feet of hard alien dick inside. Her own hands were also clenched fists, though with nothing to hold on to with the vines doing all the support for her. Since she was obviously not going anywhere, impaled on Wrathia's shaft, the perverse plant had slithered up around her thighs and even lightly wrapped around her abdomen, securing her lower body to make sure that Wrathia could go as roughly as she wanted. Something that Ava deep down desired, but that did not stop her from shooting an angry glance upwards... which did not reach its target because of Wrathia's large tits being in the way.

Wrathia:
"I don't even have to look to know you want more, reluctant as you may be to admit it." Wrathia pulls back, just about an inch, and then pushes back in. But when your cock is as prodigious as this empress's, even an inch feels like a lot with it all moving at once. She's actually pretty slow, leaving Ava's head where it is and just sliding her hips back and forth, putting a little extra force on whenever she feels the girl's lips pressing against her. "It's never too late to learn to properly serve royalty! Hehe..."

Ava:
As Wrathia began to gyrate her hips Ava could feel comfortable in that she now had the opportunity to make the demoness squirm. Granted, the size of the dick made her want to writhe in arousal but since she was stuck she had to direct those feelings elsewhere. And that was to her mouth. Her tongue swirled around the underside of Wrathia's dick and she tried to suck as much as the large shaft allowed, butting her head forwards to meet with her lover's crotch whenever she was thrust into. Her wet throat squeezed around the intruding member, practically milking it of the molten jizz that it promised. She was inexperienced and had a difficult time handling the oversized cock, that much was clear, but her dedication was admirable and one would be hardpressed to ask for a different slut at this point.

Wrathia:
When she realized Ava is actually helping Wrathia smugly pats the girl's head and moves her hands to Ava's shoulders so as to not get in the way. "Mmm, see, you're getting it.~" Slowly she accelerates, still at a mercifully reasonable speed considering her size but now her plump sack is swinging back and forth as she moves, 'plop'ing quietly against her legs and under Ava's chin. Alas it's not much longer until she's faster than the poor girl could possibly be prepared to handle, her nuts slapping against the bulge of her own cock in Ava's throat every time she pistons her groin against her pactmate's face. The noises from Ava's full gob are louder, but Wrathia's letting out a lot of small grunts and heavy breathing now as she really gets into it.

Ava:
The pace of which Wrathia sped up was far too fast for Ava who was still getting used to having the fat member in her throat, and when the demoness reached a consistent speed of thrusting into her she was reeling. Granted she was no longer held by the head but with the large cock spearing her she couldn't even turn. The vines, sensing this, crept up her body up to the point where some wrapped around her throat, loose enough to not squeeze Wrathia's dick but giving a tightness that made the experience even more pleasurable. Ava had at this point screwed her eyes shut, resigning herself to having her saliva-smeared lips pounded and stomach violated. She did what ragged breathing she could through her nose and serviced with her mouth, the latter having no other option from the constant dicking it received.

Wrathia:
Wrathia's eyes are shut just as tight, head lazily drifting back a little while she just enjoys herself with what is, as far as she's concerned, her newest toy to fuck. When Ava's already-stretched-thin throat becomes even tighter, she coos inquisitively and bottoms out, grinding her groin against Ava's lips while only just barely pulling back. "Mmm, Ava, what is THAT that you're doing? It's... Mf..." She trails off. Poor Ava will feel Wrathia's hand return to the back of her head only seconds before Wrathia goes from a piston to a piledriver, slowly pulling partially out before SLAMMING back in. "You're gonna- mmm-milk me dry yet, my dear!" Another pulverizing push forward. "Fffuck, ready?"

Ava:
Ava was once again slowly coming to terms with the stretching of her throat and the pounding of her head, her tongue sliding along the underside of the cock as much as the thrusting allowed. Even Wrathia seemed to approve and it gave her the confidence to push on, trying to bob her head slightly... Only for her eyes to go wide open when Wrathia threw any semblance of slow love and pushed in several inches of dick in one go. Ava's hand instinctively tried to reach up and feel her throat but, alas, the vines were sure not to budge now and instead locked up harder, a few more creeping up along her neck to form a passage that might as well have been molded just for Wrathia's dick. Some even crept up to her cheeks and looking down the rest of her body one could barely see her skin, writhing vines slithering all over yet teasingly never sliding over her needy slit. Ava had no way to communicate with Wrathia, not even her eyes could focus on anything now, but if the strange plant really was connected to her psyche then the message was clear: She was more than ready.

Wrathia:
Her thrusting accompanied by exactly the sort of grunting one would expect, it doesn't take her much longer to hammer out her next orgasm. In fact, it only takes a few thrusts before her sack tightens. Ava should be able to feel it against her tongue, more piping hot alien spooge being hosed into her from the other end this time. With a series of immodest and rather unbecoming grunts Wrathia grinds her crotch against Ava sloppily as many thick payloads of cum completely fill out her urethra, the bottom of which squishes against Ava's lips trying pump all of the contents through a hole that's only just barely large enough to accomodate. It's a marvelous feeling, having the tightness and neediness of a package /this/ prodigious all burst out of you suddenly, an ever so satisfying conversion of tension into pleasure. If Ava could see Wrathia's face, she'd see her at the most peaceful and non-maliciously pleased she's been since their relationship began.

Ava:
If the grunting or twitching didn't convey it, the warmth filling up Ava's mouth and stomach made it more than obvious that the demoness' orgasm had begun. She could feel each pump of hot, alien jizz go through her throat, every throb signifying a new payload of nutbatter filling her up. There might've been a choking hazard had not Wrathia already plugged her throat full with her dick so with nowhere to go the loads accumulated, each jet adding to the next. Despite how lewd and depraved it was Ava was happy to guzzle down Wrathia's cum. The warmth spread through her body and reminded her of the wonderful orgasm she had a few minutes ago, her mind wanting to wander but being constantly brought back to the present by a sloppy thrust or pleasured groan from her lover. Apparently this satisfied her subconsciousness as well since, without Ava even realizing it, the vines receded from one of her arms which reached up and cupped Wrathia's sack, gently kneading the large nuts while she sucked. Wrathia couldn't keep her from any of that delicious, depraved syrup and she would make sure of that.

Wrathia:
"A-ah, Ava-?" Even with how she had been talking down to the girl, she never expected Ava to be so enthusiastic. Ava would definitely be able to feel the sack clench and pulse while being massaged, and Wrathia's cock even twitches a little harder in appreciation, rocking her partner's insides with even more powerful blasts of cum, which have started to fill out Ava's formerly petite midsection with the fullness of her stomach. Almost zoning out in mindless enjoyment of her orgasm, Wrathia has partially doubled over, teeth grit and hands clamping her partner's head against her groin like a vice. As Ava herself would be able to feel, she really is being milked dry, not having much more to give. Not that she hasn't given plenty. "Ffff, god, you slut! MMNF!"

Ava:
As the flow finally tapered off and Wrathia's balls spent their last drop of cum, Ava let go. Not only of Wrathia's sack, but also she stopped sucking and simply stayed still, savouring the sounds of a demoness being bent over panting thanks to her own mouth. The vines had by then disappeared completely but it wasn't anything she really realized until she reached back to stroke her gut, the bloated belly distending embarrassingly much. The euphoric feeling she had felt while awake lingered inside of her once more and she had no doubts as to where it came from. Maybe she should try to be more careful with her emotions... But then again it felt so damn good.
She tapped Wrathia on the side to show that she should pull out and when the spit-slick rod finally left her lips she said, after coughing a few times, "To be fair, you were the one making all the slutty noises." followed by wiping her lips.

Wrathia:
For her part Wrathia is simply holding form and panting with satisfaction until Ava taps her. She hasn't even been /physically able/ to cum for a long time, and hasn't had time to get herself off ever since the pact was made. But that? Was a /very/ good orgasm. So when she starts dragging her semi-flaccid cock out through Ava's tight throat she gasps quietly a little bit from the feeling of over-sensitivity. The whole thing is slick and glossy with spit, except near the tip where it mixes with cum, several bubbles of the concoction sliding slowly down the side while a couple of strings of it break off when Ava coughs. At the remark she tries to remain haughty but despite herself she smirks and rolls her eyes. "Alright alright, for once in your life I'll give you some credit." Leaning forward, she pulls Ava up towards her and presses their lips together again, making the kiss short but deep and tasting the faintest hint of her own seed that she dragged back up when she pulled out. "You suck a mean cock, Ava Ire.~"

Ava:
Seeing Wrathia's dick once more made Ava blink a few times; that beast had really been inside her and she had taken it to the base! Either she was a natural or something about this place's fucky mind magic let her gobble something of that size. She did not get long to ponder it as Wrathia once again locked lips and as they kissed Ava relished it. If this was going to be her life living with Wrathia in her head maybe, just maybe, she could manage after all. Though it sure had taken her long enough.
"Thanks." Ava replied, no malice or sarcasm in her voice this time, and instead of getting up she laid down on the floor, sighing tiredly. With her gut so padded with demon-jizz she rolled over onto her back, eyes closed. "Never could I imagine a warm, wild fantasy to be so captivating..." she mumbled, for once letting her guard down around Wrathia.

Wrathia:
If Ava listens closely, with her eyes closed she can hear Wrathia standing up and taking a few steps backward, grunting in surprise, then curious delight, before her ass hits the ground and makes it creak a little. She stands again, with some difficulty, and there's the sound of her palm solidly patting something meaty, like her thigh. "Never could I imagine a human girl to be this horny, either, but here we are. I had no idea how much your psyche could affect me!~" The next sound, which probably knocks Ava's eyes right open, is something /large/ slapping the floor right above her head. Wrathia has dropped her once again erect dick down and let it hit the floor from the weight.

Except she's still standing. More than half a dozen feet away in fact. Because that's how long her shaft has become. Not that you can tell for sure if she's standing by looking at her legs, because they're blocked starting at just above the knees by her newly swollen sack resting on the floor. Her package has become massive, one size larger than Wrathia herself, to the point it's dubious if she could move without slowly dragging it around. And with her hand on the top pushing it down, the dark orange tip looms dangerously close to Ava's head. Her usual demonic expression and joyfully sardonic tone have returned. "I don't think I've ever had a partner kinkier than me before. You're proving so full of surprises today!"

Ava:
The smack jostled Ava out of her blissful rest, sitting up slightly and turning her torso to see what the hell made /that/ sound. She had expected Wrathia, sure, but not just her shaft! Before her was a huge, throbbing phallus and as her eyes traveled up to the source she realized that it was even larger than herself. Wrathia's sack, which she mere moments ago had been fondling and squeezing, was now so monstrously big that she wouldn't even fit one nut in both her hands by a longshot. And the cock had grown to match, a pulsating orange rod that would have made Ava gawk had she not seen Wrathia's expression.

"Wh- I don't- What the hell!?" Clearly Ava was the one finding her "partner" full of surprises, though from Wrathia's voice it should have been obvious that she was being sarcastic. Ava sat up straighter and leaned back from the massive dick, stunned from how Wrathia even managed to get something that big. A brief memory of thinking it had grown right before the blowjob flashed at the front of Ava's mind but was quickly gone, only raising more questions. "Are you... Look I'm not fucking dumb, that thing is way too large." she sputtered out, a hint of venom in her tone.

Wrathia:
"Neither am I! Of course there's no way to fit this in you!" Although, she thinks to herself, it might be entertaining to try. Maybe at a later date. "Still such a simple human, you've let yourself get so horny that there's no easy way for EITHER of us to deal with it anymore!" At this point Wrathia is furrowing her brow a little and desperately rubbing either side of her shaft. It feels nice, sure, but it's like getting a back massage from a fly. It's not enough. Increasing stroke ferocity and slightly biting her lip only frustrates her more, and reminds her why she's usually so flummoxed with Ava. The girl is just so unhelpful. Maybe like before she needs to be... Pushed.

It's around that thought that Ava feels plants grab her once again, quickly wrapping around her ankles and slithering in spirals up her legs. But these are different vines, slightly bristlier and of a dry looking brown color, despite having healthy looking buds at the ends of them. Once these buds pass her knees they tighten, locking her legs together completely.

Ava:
"Wait, you're blaming me for that?" Ava exclaimed, pointing at the dick still aimed at her. Honestly it was a bit unnerving to have a cockhead that size rocking back and forth in front of her, especially after Wrathia had been giving her such a predatory look. "You're the one stroking yourself, making it-" She did not get to finish that sentence however, as suddenly she felt her ankles lock to the ground, the slithering vines reappearing around her feet. But this time they weren't as lush and Ava had been sure that her subconscious hadn't wished for her to be restrained right now. Before she could act she had her lower body stuck and as she tried to tear away the vegetation restraining her she saw them try to snare her hands as well! "Shit, shit, shit..." She tried to push while simultaneously pulling her hands back if a vine got too close, all while Wrathia kept rubbing herself and getting hornier.

Wrathia:
Before Ava can do enough to free herself the vines lift, pulling her into the air feet first until she's dangling completely upside down. It appears the vines have a good enough grip on her that she won't be slipping from gravity, although she and Wrathia probably have opposite ideas on whether that's fortunate or unfortunate. "Why yes, Ava! Like most inconveniences since my death, this is your fault. It's looking like I won't have to wait so long for satisfaction this time however." She watches with a brow raised as Ava lifts into the air, and she lets off some of the pressure on her tool to let it rise a little higher and follow her up.

Ava:
Ava let out a cry of surprise and rage as the ground was pulled away from her, her long hair hanging like a red waterfall from her head and shaking as she tried to struggle free. The lift had been too disorienting however and the vines caught her hands at last, locking them neatly behind her back and only leaving the option to wiggle back and forth, obviously useless at this point. "Fine, sure, whatever! Gah! Can't you just fuck me again? You're being a real jerk, as always." she angrily growled, feeling a heat begin to build again. Not in her loins this time, but rather the heat she recognized from when she had been awake and so incredibly angry. She glanced down at the enormous cock now throbbing underneath her and the equally impressive package between Wrathia's legs, scowling. "... What the fuck do you think you're doing, Wrathia?"

Wrathia:
From above and staring it down directly, it's very unavoidably apparent to Ava that the entrance to Wrathia's cock is invitingly open, gaping enough that it can surely be breached with minimal, if any, force. "/Me/? Nothing!" In an expression that may be unique to her, Wrathia gives a scowl, a mocking grin, and a smug smirk all at the same time. "I suppose I DID have the thought that, well, you so thoroughly and enthusiastically drained me of all my precious, precious cum, doesn't filling me back up seem like the least you could do?" Reaching down, she does the best she can to heft her prick even higher, so that the tip of it is pointing directly skyward and directly below Ava. When she tightens her groin muscles the entrance winks threateningly. As Wrathia opens her mouth to speak again the vines lower and Ava begins to descend towards the maw of the beast. "Are you ready to REALLY be part of a warm, wild fantasy my dear Ava?~"

Ava:
Only a fool would trust a demon, and here Ava was, the greatest fool of them all. But the shame she would have felt was overwhelmed by anger. The ichor she had once consumed in panic kicked in again, and while no lava started flowing she turned into a shade of fiery red, her sclera clouding over with an orange and red color while her eyes turned to thin slits. "You think you are amusing? You think you, who has tormented me for so long, have the audacity to make such benign demands?" But her voice did not turn monstrous. And she couldn't feel the surge of summoning fire she had felt back then. The vines constrained her with no sign of release and as she looked down she could see the gaping urethra closing in. She struggled harder but it was still with the strength of her normal self; after all, how could she channel Wrathia's wrath if the woman was standing here right in front of her? "Wrathi-" she started to yell but then her face was pressed up against the cockslit, muffling her cry. Twisting her head did not help, the vines continuing to lower her, deeper into the warm depths of the demoness' shaft...

Wrathia:
Much to Wrathia's entertainment Ava's head isn't even wider than the entrance to her cock, so it slips right in with no issue. The shoulders rest on top, but the vines are applying downward pressure enough that they sink into the tip around it, and as soon as her cock muscles twitch again her urethra is forced apart. "Aa-!" Wrathia bites her lip and clenches, feeling her cock constrict around Ava's upper body and squish against her face. Eagerly she thrusts forward, sliding her tip up past the girl's chest while the plants retreat upwards. Clenching again, she pulls back again and Ava comes with her, followed by another forward thrust up beyond the poor girl's belly button that covers most of her arms as well, meaning even as the vines unwrap there's little mobility to them. "Mnngh, we finally found what you're useful for Ava! As a cock toy for your superiors!~"

Ava:
Any further communication would have to be relayed through squirming and wiggling as Ava's head quickly ended up deep inside of Wrathia's urethra, muffling any sounds from the outside world and whatever things she herself tried to say to the devious demoness. Inside the bulging dick it was like a sauna and despite her recent ability to withstand heat Ava was immediately sweating, though not only because of how hot it was. She felt the fleshy walls squish around her, systematically pulling her deeper with residual cum gunking up against her face. Each needy thrust from the demoness shook her entire body and she felt another few inches of skin get covered as she slid deeper. The heat enveloped her pussy as well but no matter how she squirmed she couldn't do anything to either free herself nor rub her nethers, no room allowed for her thighs to move at all. From the outside the shape of her body could be seen sinking further, threatening to remove Ava Ire from this plane of existence altogether.

Wrathia:
There's a slight pang of sadness that Wrathia doesn't manage to get another smack on Ava's ass before she watches it plunge into her cock, but it's so fleeting she doesn't care. After the shoulders Ava's hips didn't even provide a slight road bump, and with only from the knees down left to go she watches the vines unwrap and slither back into the darkness above, their job completed. Of course, it's to her delight when Ava starts kicking on top of her previous struggling, making her nearly draw blood from the biting of her lip. Hugging her shaft closer to her body she cranes her neck to watch the shape of her pactmate slide ever so slowly down. "Mmmn, I know! I can barely contain myself too." Snickering, she squeezes herself about where Ava's tit would be before pressing and circling against her nipple, cruelly pleasuring Ava even as she's pulled in. After a moment, that hand moves to apply pressure as best she can to Ava's cunt while the other goes up higher... And swiftly and forcefully pushes on Ava's feet, making Wrathia groan happily when she feels her entrance close around them.

Ava:
Needless to say being lowered upside-down into a warm, dark wet hole threw Ava's senses for a loop, the walls pressing around her so tightly that she wouldn't have been able to tell which way was up had she not been gradually sliding down towards the base. But it wasn't enough for her to not notice the sudden pressure against one of her teats, the pressure unmistakable even through the skin of Wrathia's cock. Despite the dire situation she couldn't contain her moan, the heat and depravity of her position overriding urgency thanks to the feral side that had been unlocked within her, though lucky for her the sensation wouldn't last. Instead she felt herself be pushed in all the way, the entirety of her body finally enveloped in demoness cock. Part of her wanted to break free of her prison and tear Wrathia apart... But there was also a part of her that wished the sensations would return, just so that she could experience more of the profane pleasure. Eventually her head reached the Wrathia's crotch, a tight passage starting to push her out into someplace more spacious... And someplace brimming with hot, sticky seed.

Wrathia:
Being big enough to immobilize her, Wrathia's nuts don't immediately show signs of the new occupant. But she gleefully watches the girl's shape become less defined as it slides past her base. Having shoulders push into your ball sack is an odd sensation to say the least, but the rest of the body falling in is wonderful, and she nearly loses grip of her cock when her sack wobbles with the rest of her on top of it. It doesn't help that one hand immediately shot to her chest to pinch her nipple. Groaning in delight and feeling somehow even heavier, she strokes what little she can with her one arm hugging her shaft against half of her torso. Somewhere deep inside her brain her sadist wit remembers something Ava said earlier about cosmic liquid embracing her every atom, but she's not focused hard enough on being mean or clever for that at the moment. Right now Wrathia is just /very/ horny.

Ava:
The sauna metaphor only seemed more proper now that she had been squeezed into a hot, pulsating pool of raw jizz, Ava's entire body getting covered in cum. Without any light she could only feel the thick fluids slosh up against her, constantly covering her with new layers of freshly churned batter. She coughed, sputtered and groaned but no matter what she had to swallow mouthful after mouthful in between heavy breaths, all while she tried to squirm and struggle free from the goop. On the outside one could barely see her form as it pressed against Wrathia's nutsack. Not that it made a difference, since all she was doing was stimulating her captor from the inside and causing the fat balls to plump up even more now thanks to the extra mass. But as the demoness stroked herself, the form grew less and less active until finally all that made the enormous gonads move was their own loud, overproductive churning.

Wrathia:
Ava fills Wrathia juuust enough to make her unable to keep her feet on the floor anymore, whole body subject to the wobbling caused by the human's inevitably pointless resistance. As her eyes flutter closed her knees tuck in and press deeply into the huge cushion beneath her, making it bulge out around her legs, especially as it filled up ever more with cum. More feminine noises than most people ever hear her make leak constantly from Wrathia's mouth between her panting and muttered swearing. Most of the underside of her monstrous prick is slick and shiny with her precum, including her arms, both of them now, which make meaty squishing noises as they frantically continue to hug-stroke herself with the thin layer of natural lube in place. As she gets faster she leans her body forward a little, supported by the strength of her cock as well as her restless and hungry balls, which continue to growl and fill up plumper yet.
After an agonizing amount of desperate cock hugging, Wrathia finally feels ready to blow by the time her whole body is shining with sweat and her hair is frazzled. "Ffffinally, g... get ready, Ava!!!" With the side of her face pressed against her cock she groans loudly enough to briefly drown out her growling nuts before replacing it with a whorish moan and tensing up as /at last/ she gloriously cums. Her whole torso is rocked up and down by the powerful flexing of her cock as her now molten hot cum pumps out in wads so thick that she can hear them thud against the floor even though they land several yards away. Her arms tighten around herself and her knees push further into her sack, inadvertently causing a jolt of pleasure mid-ejaculation and making her toes and fingers curl painfully tight. As she's forced to undulate up and down on a happily bouncing and unloading cock and giant nuts that now quake and churn because they're pumping cum like a hydrant, all the poor Vengess can do is pathetically moan "Aaaavaaaaaa~" while ropes of her pactmate's recycled mental form fly through the air like streamers.

Despite the preposterous amount of cum being produced, her sack drains agonizingly slowly, so by the time it's almost done Wrathia is nearly catatonic, basically lying down on her still erect shaft and drooling on it, with eyes that refuse to come down from underneath her eyelids. The still steaming hot pool of cum is, over time, spreading slowly and has almost reached her, about to flow a few inches beneath her limply hanging arms. Every few minutes she shivers in delight, but otherwise she makes no signs of recovering any time soon.

Ava:
With a jolt Ava's eyes shot open, gasping out loud. The room she had been in with Wrathia was gone, replaced by the hard green and teal one would find with all Titan tech. Some storage room no doubt, though with no sight of anyone else Ava hardly cared at the moment. The blissful ecstasy from having just orgasmed still pounded through her veins, her head aching from how hard she must have cummed. What had happened? Her memory was a mess, giving sensations of warmth, stickiness, pleasure... It had definitely translated to the real world. She slowly pulled her trembling hand out from underneath her dress and wiped the juices off on the pink fabric, sighing and closing her eyes again. The headache was quickly wearing off but she could still feel it pounding... Pounding, pounding, pounding, just like Wrathia. 

"Wrathia!" she suddenly said, sitting straight up. The demoness was still inside of her, and in the back of her head Ava could swear she felt a satisfaction that surely wasn't her own. The memories came flooding back, along with a mix of anger and arousal at how the demoness had seduced her. She had been bested in her own mind, Wrathia able to control just about everything in the dreamscape. Would she be back there next time she fell asleep? Or would her dreams be a dark void now that she had been consumed? Even though she couldn't see her the presence of Wrathia's emotions were strong, much more than she was used to. Excitement, anticipation, raw sexual attraction. The more she thought of it the more she could feel her own emotions get tuned into them, beckoning her to return to the warm embrace of her mistress.
With some difficulty thanks to her shaking legs, Ava got up on her feet. She might as well find out where she was; trying to remember what she had been doing before passing out was even harder thanks to the tumultuous thoughts going through her head. Hopefully walking around would be a good way to clear her mind until the next time she was visited by the massively endowed Wrathia Bellarmina.