Innocence Corrupted

Disclaimer:

I do not own Dungeons & Dragons or any of its associated characters or settings. This is a work of parody created for non-commercial purposes.



Warning:

NC, Femslash, and other naughtiness sure to offend prudes.



Chapter 4





Chrissy Lera avoided Marian Casta for the next three days.

On the second day after the disastrous episode by the river, a formal announcement was made that Sister Dominique Clement was ‘being rewarded for her decades of loyal and dedicated service’ at St. Mary’s with an easier and more ‘fulfilling’ position elsewhere.



Marian knew the old nun wasn’t stupid, and could probably figure out that Casta had something to do with her losing her position at the convent.



She expected the Sister to confront her and try to get the young noblewoman to admit her guilt. But the expected confrontation never came.



Sister Dominique believed in more ‘righteous’ forms of retaliation.







Marian Casta finally managed to corner Chrissy in her dormitory when she was alone.



Lera shared the small room with 8 other girls.

Each female had a simple wooden bed that came with a blanket, a few cushions, and a pillow. The beds were only a few feet apart and there were no other furnishings.



Marian’s own sleeping arrangements were far more luxurious. But that had more to do with her special status at the convent than anything else.



At first the young drow did not want to talk to her, but Marian gradually wore down the more timid and trusting female’s resistance.



And learned why Chrissy had been going to such effort to avoid her.



“Sister Dominique told you what we did was evil?” Marian repeated in a flat tone.



“Yes” Lera softly replied.

The dark elf explained how Dominique Clement had found her shortly after her tryst with Casta had ended so badly. The nun had coaxed an explanation out of the elf for why she was so distraught.



Once she learned the truth, Clement had told Chrissy that it had hurt to lose her hymen because she had let a woman take it.

That sexual activity of any kind other than that between a man and wife for procreation was EVIL and would be punished by God with pain (at some point).



“But Chrissy honey…didn’t your mother tell you that it would hurt the first time you had sex?” Marian asked.



“No…she just told me…” Lera began shyly.



Eventually Casta learned that all Chrissy’s mother had really told her about sex was that it was something males would want from her involving the use of her breasts, cunny, and other private parts, and that Chrissy should not give it to them because males were treacherous selfish creatures and she could get pregnant.



Basics like the pain of losing her hymen (which even the most sheltered young noblewoman generally learned about at some point before her wedding night) were not covered.



Marian Casta was furious.

Mainly at Sister Dominique for trying to convince Chrissy that her sexuality was wicked and disgusting (even if that was pretty close to official Church doctrine) but also at Gennifer Lera for leaving her daughter so dreadfully ignorant.



“CHRISSY DOMINIQUE ONLY SAID THAT BECAUSE SHE WANTED TO SEPARATE ME FROM MY FRIENDS!” Casta yelled.



Chrissy was unnerved by her companion’s obvious fury.



“But Mary she said…” the elf nervously started to say.



However, Marian interrupted her by continuing in a more even tone “if I can PROVE that the nuns don’t really believe what we did is wrong…will you believe me?”



“Yes of course…” the drow replied.



Then before she could finish her thought, Marian grabbed her and dragged her off.







The young Casta took Chrissy Lera to an area of the convent that the drow had never been in before. It was a luxurious set of rooms that the Abbess and other high ranking priests and nuns at St. Mary’s had set aside for their personal use.



There was no one else there, but Marian insisted that they hide behind some curtains near a window.



“Mary how much longer do we have to wait” Chrissy eventually asked.



“Just a little longer sweetie” Marian Casta answered as patiently as she could.



“Damn it….where are those bitches…they usually show up here around noon” Casta thought in irritation.



After the dark elf and her human companion had been there for about an hour two nuns walked in, and Marian breathed a sigh of relief.



Chrissy recognized the older and more plump of the two nuns as her Etiquette Teacher, Sister Agathe Absolon. Sister Agathe was a heavyset and dour woman, whose strict demeanor had always somewhat intimidated the dark elf.



However, the human woman was much happier and more cheerful than Lera had ever seen her, as Agathe chatted with her younger and skinnier companion about the days events. Chrissy was a bit surprised at how Absolon (who had always seemed so prim and proper) shamelessly gossiped about the other nuns with her friend.



This continued for quite some time, then something happened that shocked Chrissy Lera to her core.



Sister Agathe Absolon kissed the other nun passionately on the lips.



This was because Chrissy (despite the fact that she had not had a very religious upbringing) had bought into the mystique of the Church to some extent, and saw priests and nuns as basically sexless creatures (who were above base urges like lust).



But the drow could clearly see the lust and carnality on Agathe’s face as she caressed the smaller nun’s little breasts and kissed her neck. Sister Absolon quickly stripped off the other woman’s clothes, and it seemed clear that the larger female was the dominant one in their relationship (which reminded her of Marian for some reason).



Casta stared at the white haired elf as Lera watched the passionate nuns in fascination.



“And who can blame her…they might not be that pretty…but they certainly have…enthusiasm” Marian thought as she saw Agathe guide her younger lover’s head to the moist area between her trembling thighs.



The blonde noblewoman gently put on hand on Chrissy’s face to get her attention and looked deeply into Lera’s beautiful red eyes.



“Now do you believe me honey” Marian intoned softly as she gently caressed the other female’s face.



“Yes…but…but why did she say such awful things?” the dark elf asked, with genuine hurt and puzzlement in her gaze.



“Because she’s jealous of you Chrissy…she can’t stand the fact that she’s old and withered and even though your older…your still young and beautiful and will stay that way for a long time” Casta said viciously.



Marian Casta had felt such jealousy herself a few times. Never towards Chrissy Lera, despite the fact that Chrissy was in her 80s while she was closer to 18, because the female dark elf seemed so much younger than her in so many ways.

Instead she sometimes experienced such jealousy when observing the lovely and refined drow ladies who occupied the top levels of French high society (many of whom had gained control of French noble families simply by marrying into them and then outliving their human peers).

Marian Casta’s mother (which she greatly resembled) had died just as Casta was entering womanhood, but Marian remembered seeing her mother’s skin begin to wrinkle, her blonde hair start to turn grey, and her proud bosom begin to sag (mainly because the elder female had been so obsessed about it). It seemed dreadfully unfair to Marian that such a fate awaited her while women who already seemed to have everything would stay vigorous and youthful forever (relatively speaking).



However, Marian pushed all such thoughts aside.

She would much rather focus on her pretty drow companion and her plans for her.



“Come with me honey…and I’ll show you just what old fools like Dominique are missing out on” the blonde human said huskily as she continued to fondle the willowy elf’s cheek.



“All right” Chrissy whispered as she stared into Marian’s blue eyes. Unable to look away from the penetrating gaze.



A few minutes later Sister Agathe and her companion left. Marian and Chrissy soon followed.



“I’ll have to find some way of thanking Agathe for letting us watch her and her lover” Casta thought as she led Chrissy out of the building.







The voluptuous blonde noblewoman took Chrissy to the convent kitchen, where one of the students who owed her a favor had packed a picnic lunch for the two companions. Then they went to the stables.



Marian Casta rode out on a beautiful black mare that her father had given her last year, and Lera rode out on the Abbess’s male unicorn (Adrienne Alain had sardonically told the dark elf she could ‘ride her unicorn as long as she was able‘).



The stallion had seemed very restless and upset, so much so that Chrissy feared she could not ride him today. But she eventually quieted him down by stroking his large head soothingly and giving him copious amounts of sugar.



Casta’s horse had given the noblewoman no such problems. The beast couldn’t care less about her mistress’s sexuality, and was just glad to get out of the confines of the stables.



Marian had led the dark skinned elf to a secluded area of the forest (that surrounded St. Mary’s on nearly all sides).



It was a romantic spot that Casta had taken other girls to before, an open area near the river that ran by the convent surrounded by rose bushes, thrush, and trees filled with birds. During the early morning the sunrise looked truly spectacular from it.



Marian and Chrissy dismounted and tied their horses (although that was perhaps not a fair description of the unicorn) to a tree.

Then Marian spread out a blanket she had brought along upon the grass, and the two females lay down on it.



Casta pulled a bottle out of the basket their lunch was in.



“Have you ever had brandy Chrissy?” the blonde asked as she held out the bottle.



“No…but I usually have a glass of wine with dinner at home” the dark skinned elf answered.





Casta took out a cup and poured some of the potent liquor into it.



“Try some…I think you’ll like it” Marian said as she held out the cup.



Chrissy took the cup and sipped the beverage. Discovering that she liked this alcoholic concoction (which tasted faintly of apples).



“More?” Marian asked as she held out the bottle.



“Oh yes” Lera answered, as she held out the cup for Casta to fill. Then she quickly downed the apple brandy, and held out her cup again for even more.



Marian simply shook her head slightly and gave the elf another refill. She hadn’t PLANNED on getting Lera drunk (although she had been hoping that a little wine would loosen the shy drow up) but if that was what Chrissy wanted that was fine with her.



Lera swallowed her third glass of brandy (she was beginning to feel pleasantly dazed) and she leaned over and impulsively kissed Marian on the cheek, and then giggled at the noblewoman’s surprised expression.



Casta wanted to smother the adorable little dark elf in kisses, but she held back, after the way her last little tryst with the elf had ended she felt she should try to get Chrissy to make the first move.



However, she began to lose patience after the white haired elf had finished off the bottle of brandy and started to babble about the girls she shared a room with, her mother and the servants at home, and (for some strange reason) the way her unicorn smelled in the summer.



She gently pulled Chrissy into her lap and softly stroked the smaller girl’s hair and ears.



Lera moaned and snuggled closer.

Chrissy had never been drunk before, and it made everything seem simpler and more amusing (thoughts of sin or what her mother might say seemed distant and unimportant). She liked the way that Marian’s soft warm breasts felt as they pressed into her back, and her ears wear so very…sensitive.



Chrissy looked up into Marian’s beautiful face and somehow KNEW that the human woman wanted to kiss her.



She surprised them both by leaning up and doing it first.



Casta’s eyes widened as the delicate elfin lips met her own, then she clutched Chrissy to her.



The kiss lasted for a long, pleasurable moment. Then Marian whispered into Lera’s long ear “did it really hurt so much when I took your maidenhead?”

There was a tense second where Marian feared that she had gone too far, and that Chrissy would not answer. But then the dark elf whispered back “no…but…I never expected to hurt like that…at least not there.”



“Can I see it?” Casta asked.



Lera looked at her doubtfully.



“I just want to make sure your all right…that I didn’t accidentally do any real damage” Marian explained (somewhat honestly).



“Okay” Chrissy answered as she got up and slowly took off her robes. She wore nothing underneath but some white panties that she quickly discarded.



The elf looked at her companion nervously and then she slowly lay down on the blanket and spread her legs.



Marian approached the female elf slowly, not wanting to make Chrissy any more nervous than she already was. The noblewoman laid down with her face only a few inches away from the Lera’s womanhood. She fingered the delicate vaginal lips slowly, then she gently spread them apart.



Chrissy moaned as Casta lightly stroked her interior with her fingertips.



“That doesn’t hurt…does it” Marian asked clinically as she continued the intimate fondling (though of course she knew Chrissy would not be making such sounds if it was).



“No…it…it feels GOOD” the black skinned woman moaned.



“Then I think your fine” the blonde replied right before she kissed Chrissy’s vaginal lips. The drow’s entire body shuddered in response, as Marian’s tongue explored her rapidly moistening interior.



Casta made a strange humming sound deep in her throat as she drank the fluid of Chrissy’s arousal down. Marian had always enjoyed performing oral sex on female elves, for she found the natural lubrication they produced in their lust (which tended to be sweeter than any human woman’s) exotic and rather…delicious.



Chrissy Lera was no exception, and the shapely little dark elf cried out in orgasm (the first she had achieved with someone else) as her voluptuous human lover nibbled on her clitoris and kissed the petals of her sex.



As Chrissy calmed down she realized that Marian was still licking the lips of her vagina and the open space between them. She lightly tugged on the blonde woman’s hair and Casta crawled over her body until their faces were only a few inches apart. Blue eyes stared into red for one timeless moment. Desire and attraction reflected in each other’s gaze.



Then Marian leaned forward and claimed Lera’s lips once more. This kiss was harsher and more possessive than any Chrissy had received before. Casta practically rode the elf with her body, rubbing her large clothed breasts against Chrissy’s smaller black bosom and flexing her thigh against Lera’s moist warm sex. The dark elf made what sounded almost like a growl deep in her throat and clutched the human closer to her.



Marian broke Lera’s grip on her and threw off her own robes.



She wore nothing beneath them and her pale voluptuous form appeared to glow in the afternoon light.



Marian leaned down so that her large bosom was in Chrissy’s face. To her delight the older female knew exactly what she wanted and began to suckle one of her large pink nipples. Casta responded by pinching and caressing Lera’s own black nipples.



But Chrissy wanted more contact and tried to pull the human down onto her. Marian reacted to this unexpected aggression by putting her hands under the elf’s firm little bottom and lifting her up.



Casta held the smaller girl to her with one hand under her bottom and one around her waist. With her face in Marian’s bosom and her body clutched to the noblewoman’s, Chrissy calmed down and began to almost leisurely suckle at Casta’s breasts.



A flash of light caught Marian’s eye, and she looked away from Chrissy to stare at the reflection of herself and her lover in the nearby river.



It was a surprisingly maternal image.

With her breasts and face not visible, Chrissy Lera looked far younger. Like an innocent child nursing at her young mother’s bosom.



Seeing Lera look so small and vulnerable gave Casta pause for a moment. However she quickly pushed her misgivings aside.



The blonde noblewoman gently laid Chrissy down on the blanket and spent a minute simply nibbling on her luscious lips.



“How far a you willing to let me take you tonight?” the noblewoman asked. Genuine concern in her voice, for she did not want to push Lera too far again.



However, her lover’s answer required no pondering or hesitation.



“As far as you want.”



Marian smiled gratefully and pulled Lera to her feet. Then she got down to lay on the blanket.



“Lay down between my legs honey” she softly requested.



The dark elf complied and got down on her stomach, her face so close to Marian’s vagina that the woman could feel Lera’s breath on her sex.



Chrissy began to inspect the cunt without being told to. The clit and vaginal lips were shaped like her own, and the interior of Marian’s sex felt incredibly warm and moist (just like her own currently was). But it was so very pale compared to Lera’s dark flesh, and when she touched the petals of Casta’s sex they felt looser and more flexible than her own.



“Yes…that’s right…kiss it like I did” Marian moaned out.



The elf brought her lips against Casta’s vagina, reaching inside the human with her tongue. The entrance to the human’s sex felt even softer when Lera touched it this way, and the fluid inside tasted…strange.



Not bad, just strange.



However, the drunken dark elf decided she liked the favor, and began to almost ravenously kiss and lick out the human quim.



Marian shuddered in response. Chrissy may have been very inexperienced, and her touch was sometimes a bit too hard or soft as a result. However, her obvious enthusiasm and enjoyment was very arousing in of itself to the human noblewoman.



As Lera’s pink tongue explored Casta’s femininity and her black hands gently held Marian’s sexual lips apart, the blonde woman felt her peak approaching. With hoarse cry Marian came, her body quivering in reaction.



Chrissy crawled up her lover’s body and lightly kissed Casta on her luscious mouth.



“I love you” the dark elf whispered with a look of serenity in her beautiful red eyes. Then she laid her head between Casta’s breasts and snuggled up to her until she (quickly) fell asleep.



Marian clutched the soft little elfin body to her own but inside she was troubled.

The jaded human noblewoman was more touched than she expected by the obvious sincerity in her voice when she declared her love. The female drow seemed to think that this relationship was more seriously than Marian had intended.



Yet as the daughter of Pierre Casta remembered the passion and ardor Chrissy Lera had just displayed the thought did not seem unattractive.



“Yes…Chrissy…your definitely a keeper” Marian thought as she caressed the dark elf’s silky white hair.