Addiction

Karasae left the room and walked downstairs to check on Arithi. Knowing the captive was a rogue, she braced herself for walking into a trap. However, Arithi hadn't seen it fit to attempt to escape her bonds. After all, it wasn't really the handcuffs that were binding her. It was that cursed seal on her back. She heard Karasae's hooves on the floor near her and tensed up. The demon said nothing, only looking at the quivering, squirming rogue on the floor. Without warning, she released the seal. There was a crack as if a pane of glass had broken, and the seal faded from Arithi's back.

Arithi had no time to prepare herself for her climax; she didn't even know it was coming. The blood elf struggled violently, screaming and thrashing in her bondage. Her world went white as every fiber of her being screamed in ecstacy. At a point when even a light breeze would send her over the edge, she had three vibrators. For the first time in several days, she came. Her muffled, agonized screams filled the basement. Now would have been a great time to try to escape her handcuffs, but she wasn't capable of anything more complex than pulling and struggling.

Her screams lasted several minutes. Even she didn't know how many times she came. Her orgasms blended together into what seemed to be a single, breathtakingly torturous climax. She wanted it to stop and never end at the same time. She didn't know if she wanted to be set free or not. Finally, her muscles went limp and she laid panting. Karasae walked over and released Arithi's bonds.

"I'd force you to eat me," Karasae hissed, "Just to give you the full experience of being a piece of meat, but I'm saving it for someone more important. Get dressed."

Though she would have wanted to rest, Arithi feared what would happen if she didn't take this opportunity to leave. She got to her feet and stumbled to her pile of clothes, clumsily putting them on. Once she was dressed, Karasae grabbed her roughly by the arm and escorted her upstairs. Nessa was waiting for them at the door.

"Sister!" Arithi called out nervously, "Please forgive me! I didn't think you would take offense, I swear!"

"You weren't even in there for an hour," Nessa said, her words oozing with spite, "You barely got a taste of my suffering."

"Please," Arithi sobbed, "Didn't you learn anything from the circle? We're supposed to forgive those who wronged us. I know I wronged you and I'm sorry. Will it really make you any happier to exact revenge on me?"

Nessa hesitated before replying, "Forgiveness takes time. I can't bear to see you in my home during that time." Nessa nodded at Karasae and she released Arithi's arm. The rogue quickly ran home, stumbling a few times along the way.

"Take me to bed," Karasae said before realizing how awkward it would sound.

"Sleepy?"

"Eventually," the demon replied with a wink.

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Nessa's sleep was fitful at best. Usually she got tired after she played with Karasae, but this time it wasn't enough. The nightmare came again. At least to some small comfort, Karasae was there when she woke up. It was true that Arithi's invasion into her home had affected her, but there was more to it than that. She hadn't gotten any work in a while, and she didn't like being bored.

When she finally pulled herself out of bed in the morning, she felt terrible from a lack of sleep. Figuring that the best way to feel better would be to get some fresh air, Nessa decided to take a walk around the city with Karasae. The sun seemed unusually bright, perhaps because of her fitful rest. When her eyes adjusted, she noted that there was barely anyone about. Her area wasn't the busiest place in the city, but she expected a lot more people than this. She kept walking towards the center of town, and soon found where everyone had gone.

A crowd was gathering around a circle of guards. They were berating someone on the ground, but Nessa couldn't see who. As she got closer, she heard an unfamiliar accent. Though she couldn't make out what the person behind the accent was saying, it was perfectly clear what the guards were saying.

"Wretched fiend! How dare you set foot in our city? Give me one reason to not execute you right here."

Nessa pushed through the crowd to see who they were yelling at. A draenai woman was curled up on the ground, whimpering softly and speaking in common.

"Please, I'm with the Shattered Sun."

"What's going on here?" Nessa asked the guards.

"This goat was caught trespassing in our city. An assassin no doubt."

"She says she's with the Shattered Sun."

"Yes, I understand enough common to pick that up. I don't see her tabard, however. And that still doesn't explain what she was doing here."

"Draenai," Nessa said firmly, addressing the blue skinned girl in common, "What did you think you would accomplish by coming into our city?"

"I was-"

"Stand before you address me. It is too hard to understand you while you're curled up like that."

The draenei cautiously got to her feet; the guards pointing their weapons at her as she rose.

"I was told the closest flight point to the Isle of Quel'Danas was from Silvermoon City."

"Our flight point isn't even inside our city walls."

"When I was outside the gate, a warlock cast fear on me and I ran inside."

Karasae giggled at this, but Nessa sighed and covered her face with her palm. Speaking Thalassian again, Nessa turned to the guards.

"She's here because of her own naivety. Though she probably isn't our most useful ally on the Isle of Quel'Danas, she might at least make good cannon fodder. It would be a shame to kill her here."

"If you wish to let her live, sister," the squad leader said, "You will need to escort her to her destination. I do not trust her intentions, but I do believe you could easily end her life should she decide to betray your kindness."

"Very well," then turning to the draenei and speaking in common, "Come with me."

The draenei followed Nessa closely as the guards parted, clearing a way for them. She wanted to grab the blood elf's arm, but feared it would be seen as an attack.

"What is your name, draenai?"

"L-Laenedra..."

"And what are you?"

"What..."

"I am a warlock. What are you?"

"Oh... I'm a shaman."

"Our marksmen have their rifles trained on you. If you make any sudden movements, if you so much as sneeze, they wont hesitate. Keep your hands at your sides."

As they exited the city gate, they turned right and walked over to the flight master. Laenedra was greeted with cold stares as they passed the residents of the area. When they got there, Nessa spoke to the flight master.

"I need to escort her to the Isle of Quel'Danas."

"Alright Nessa, you know the drill. Dismiss your demon, demons scare the beasts."

"Play nice while I'm gone." Karasae said with a wink as Nessa dismissed her.

"W-what does she mean by that?" Laenedra stuttered.

"You've obviously never seen a succubus before. That's how they always talk."

They got on their mounts and began their flight. Nessa kept an eye on Laenedra the whole way, but the shaman didn't try anything. When they landed, the flight masters were quite surprised to see the draenai coming in on that mount.

"Did you come from Silvermoon?" the blood elf flight master asked.

"Someone told her to use the flight point there," Nessa replied, "The guards asked me to escort her here."

"Whoever told you that wanted you dead. Please be more careful, we need every ally we can get. Would you mind showing her were to get started, sister?"

"Of course, come with me."

After they got a ways from the other people, Laenedra spoke up.

"I know where to go," she said softly, "But I want to show you something."

Nessa's curiosity was peaked, and she decided to follow Laenedra. The young draenai took her up to the courtyard in front of Magistrar's Terrace.

"No one comes up here anymore..." the draenai said softly, "Thank you for saving me."

Laenedra suddenly kissed Nessa on the lips, then gently pulled back.

"I... I'm sorry," Nessa said, surprised, "I already have a girlfriend."

"Oh..." the draenai responded, lowering her head.

"Would you like to meet her?"

Laenedra was a little taken aback, but what happened after practically floored her. She watched Nessa summon Karasae. When the demon appeared, Laenedra wasn't sure what she should do. She took a step back and stammered.

"You... a demon is your girlfriend?"

"Do you have a problem with that?" Karasae asked, furrowing her brow.

"No, well, I mean-"

"Don't be mean, dear," Nessa interrupted, "She doesn't know any better."

"I'm guessing she wanted to 'thank' you?" the demon asked with a wicked smile. Though barely visible through her skin tone, it was apparent that Laenedra was blushing.

"If I knew I wouldn't have-" the draenai started.

"Oh hush. I'm not mad at you. Well, maybe a little. But if you really like her..." Karasae stroked the side of the draenai's face, making her tense up, "I know a much better place we can meet up than the top of a hill..."

Nessa grinned broadly. The draenei looked back and forth between the other two, not knowing what to expect.


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Sorry this update took so long. I've actually been ready to finish it for a while, but I had computer trouble. I'm back now, so expect the next chapter to come up quickly!