The countess began to chant into the youth's ear, her glistening wet tongue coiling inside the sensitive whorls of cartilage as all the while she stared into Vulkan's glittering eyes, whilst the quaking satyr waited for the youth to shoot his load.

"Oh God! yes, that's good, I can feel you in me, right up to my womb, yes, yes, come on baby, harder, fuck me harder, I want your thick spunk inside me nowwwwwww!" and then she was coming. Her wide mouth falling open to show the way down into her throat, her eyes still fixed on Vulkan's hovering only inches above hers.

The youth could contain himself no longer at the sound of her cultured voice talking such filth. He reared up on his arms, his buttocks clenching tightly as he fired himself into the fabulous aristocratic creature, who had lured him to her chambers with promises his lowly kind could only dream about. However, just at the moment of his ultimate pleasure Vulkan rapped him sharply behind the ear and sent him off into instant oblivion.

With a negligent sweep of his great arm, the satyr hurled the unconscious youth off the bed and dived between the countess' still shaking thighs. The pleasure she had got from fucking in front of the prince had been double, treble, quadruple what she had been experiencing before he had appeared. But now, as Vulkan gobbled at her sex like a starving man, his tongue writhing higher within her sex chasm than she could have believed possible, a second towering orgasm smashed through her loins. She howled out loud and long as he lifted her buttocks high into the air and ground her crushed vulva against his face, sucking out the delicious milt that abounded there.

Once he had finished feeding from her he gave her little time to recover and no time at all to dress.

"Its time!" he said and stepped back into the void and without a moment's hesitation she followed him in.


If the countess was surprised to find Princess Lilliphane being carried, naked, bound and gagged down into the bowels of the castle, she showed no reaction. Concentrating instead on following the prince's rapidly disappearing form down through the many twists, turns, and deadlocks until they emerged into the main dungeon hall.



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