Was not really feeling the Weekly Random image this week. The pose turned out more awkward then I hoped and a bunch of other issues. Going to redo it, same story, but different posing, sometime later this week. It involves that Satyr I showed off awhile back, Xanakar.
I might upload the unfinished draft of the attempt I made today sometime down the line, but right now I would rather hold onto it.
I guess this wouldn’t be a bad time to finally upload that Mogu female animation, for those that never found the hidden spot in my old post. At least then I can feel I got something up and noticeable today. At least it’s something, right? Then again, comments have been a little low these days, so I guess I shouldn’t feel too bad. Hope I ain’t scaring people off.
Anyways, enjoy the hidden oldie.
Apela felt her palms sweat as she paced inside the tent, the fire burning bright and illuminating her concerned expression. It had been days since her husband had left to hunt with the other braves, and no word has come of his status. “Oh Rhedd…” she whispered, feeling a shiver run down her spine. Suddenly a sound came from the doorway, as two figures stumbled in, taking her by surprise.
“Apela Earthhoof?” one of them spoke, the familiar voice of Elder Ghosthorn filling her ears. Her nerves relaxed as they came into the light of the fire, allowing her to see both the elder and his son, Skel. “We are sorry for disturbing you at this hour, but we felt honor bound to tell you something important.”
Apela felt her heart sink, assuming the worst, “What happened to Rhedd!? Is he okay!? Oh no… he is dead! Isn’t he!?” she continued on, before Skel came up and grabbed her on her shoulders, “No!” he said loud and firm, making sure she heard him, “He is fine.” Apela was growing confused, “Then what is it?” she questioned, brushing Skel’s hand from her shoulder.
Skel stepped back and looked to his father, who nodded to him, “It is the right thing to do, son.” Skel nodded in return, before reaching into his satchel and pulling out two strange vials, one glowing green, and the other a deep purple. Apela had seen liquids like this before, during a visit to Thunderbluff around the same time of the year. Trinkets from a supposed love festival brought in from the Horde. Apela’s confusion continued to grow.
“Your husband never joined us on our hunt.” the elder interjected, waiting for his words to sink in. Skel handed her the vials, “On the day we were to leave he told us of the festival. He said he wanted to spend time with those he loved.” he said, closing her hands over each one. Apela’s confusion began to turn to anger, “I don’t understand what you are saying… he never came…” was all she could say as it dawned on her, “These vials, they are Rhedd’s…”
Skel nodded, “As we passed through Thunderbluff to pick up supplies, we… we spotted him.” he said, choking up on his words. “He was not alone, in truth he seemed rather popular.” the elder once again interjected. “It can’t be true!” she said, squeezing the vials tight, turning her gaze to the shadowed side of the room as she came to the realization what they were telling her. “We took the vials while he was… engaged with one of the young women.” Skel continued, “We didn’t want you to live with the shame of being in the dark about his affairs.”
Apela searched herself, thinking about all those nights he left her alone for hours on end, “That bastard…” she whispered, looking to herself. She looked down at the vials, the green one nearly empty, but the purple one still full. “So many years together… so many nights by myself.” Tears began to fill her eyes as she grabbed her chest, “Why? What did I do to him?” she turned back, trying hard to ask the two for an answer.
“We are sorry, but we don’t know.” the elder said solemnly. Skel’s eyes looked at her, filled with concern, “Is there anything we can do to help ease the pain?”
Apela looked down once again at the vials as tears ran down her face. The sorrow of her broken heart began to be replaced with a burning hatred. “You can tell me, what does this purple one do?” she asked, staring intently into Skel’s eyes. Skel answered nervously, “It does the opposite of the green liquid, heavily attracting men rather then women. Likely purchased it by mistake.”
Apela eyed the vial and then looked up at the two men again, her heart filled with anger as a wicked idea crossed her normally innocent mind, “Is that so…?” Skel looked on in confusion followed by horror as she popped off the cap, allowing the purple liquid to cascade over her in a swirl of pink and purple magic.
Hour passed before Rhedd returned home, his spirits high from all the nights of celebration and lustful sex. He whistled as he passed through the doorway, “Hey my sweet, I have returned from the hunt!” he yelled out. He looked forward, the shadow of his wife looming in the darkest areas of the tent. “Huh… sweety?” he tried again, but still no answer.
As he walked closer her heard a sound come up behind him, and before he could react two massive figures grabbed him by the arms. “What in An’she is going on here!” he yelled as he saw the eyes of the Ghosthorns staring blankly at him, a magical purple light seemingly to glow from their pupils.
He struggled as they pulled him over to one of the nearby totems, chaining him around the arms and waist. “Apela! Help!” he yelled, but still she just stood in the shadows, “Is it true?” suddenly came her voice, stinging and intense, “What!?” he asked, the chains digging tight into him.
Apela walked forward, her body entirely bare. Rhedd looked in shock before the other two walked forward, Skel and his father kneeling at each of her sides as they began kissing her up her arms, “I know where you were! All those times I sat here waiting for my love and attention and the whole time you were giving it to others!”
Rhedd pulled hard at his chains, rage filling his heart as his muscles tensed, “How… how do you…!?” Apela gave a wicked smile, as she nodded to Skel, allowing him to push her down towards the wooden floors, lining himself up with her rear. Rhedd’s eyes opened wide as she opened her mouth, licking her lips as the elder leaned towards her, his cock hard and erect and ready for her willing mouth, “You broke my heart, Rhedd. Now I will let jealousy consume you.”
The second part of my erotic story. Lakuu and Grok have a bit of time to reflect on the past, before lust gets the better of both of them. Good for them no Alliance or Horde bases are nearby, I would think wrestling around naked with the enemy could be considered treason.
The next part will release on Saturday.
As we embraced my thoughts drifted to earlier, “So about nearly taking my head off…” I asked, moving my hand up her back, gently feeling her soft skin. She pushed herself in even closer, her breath causing goose bumps on my skin. She moved up towards my ear, her lips touching it gently, “I didn’t at first, I was lost in the moment.” she confided, nibbling gently on my ear lobe. “And pushing me over a cliff?” I continued, her nibble turning to a hard bite as if to punish me for continuing my questions. She pulled away, looking me in the eye again, her smile falling for a moment as she ran her fingers down my face, “Because you never said goodbye.”
I felt my mind once again spin with regret, but she pushed herself up, kissing me tenderly on my lips before any words could come to me, “It’s okay, you and I both knew love was never an option. Don’t wreck this reunion with false regrets.” she said as she moved her hands up through my damp hair. I squeezed her tight into me, realizing my questions were doing neither of us favors. “Let me guess, you were high on victory, drunk as a dwarf, and needed someone to entertain you?” I said playfully, attempting to get the mood back on track.
She looked at me with a raised brow, “Oh I had plenty of entertainment. When the party ended I could barely walk for days.” She reached her arms around my neck, bringing me close once again to her tender lips, looking for a hint of jealousy. I smiled back to her, playing hard to get, “That’s not very pious for a paladin.”
“Being a paladin is all about passion, we leave the pious ism for the priests.” she shot back, her charms getting the better of me. She moved in again close to my ear, nibbling gently as I heard her whisper, “Now are you going to take advantage of those passions? Or do I need to find another old friend to throw over a cliff?”
I felt her reach down and wrap her hand around my cock, it was now fully erect and throbbing. I slid my hand over her ass squeezing her cheeks a bit, before reaching my fingers around to caress her nether lips. She squirmed her hips as she exhaled, biting her lip and moving her tail in unison with my caress. Without further word I reached down, grabbing her ass pulling her up off her feet, her breasts now dangling in my face. Her body was firm, much stronger than I remembered, yet still as light as a feather. I took one of her tits into my mouth, using my tongue to caress her nipple. Her legs, hips and tail squirming with each movement “Oh Light… It’s been too long.” she whispered, my once bruised ego now growing with each pleasurable sound.
I felt her legs inch up around my sides, trying to wrap around me. A playful idea popped into my head, as she released her hold I threw her into the hair. Her eyes opened in shock for a moment as she came down, her legs now resting on my shoulders, my arm catching her body and holding her up. She looked to me, balancing herself on my arm, “Oh… this is a new one!” she said, wiggling her hips in my face. I spared no time finding my mark, spreading her nether lips with my tongue and becoming familiar once again with her taste. She moaned in pleasure, already wet and ready to go.
“Oh Light!” she screamed out, even the sounds of the falls behind us not doing much to drown out the sound. She moved her hand up to her lips as if embarrassed by her outburst. I laughed , my deep voice vibrating through my tongue into her. She shook a little at the feeling, her breathing becoming even more heavy and labored. “Is it as sweet as you remember?” she cooed. I nodded as I continued, but she quickly pulled herself up, throwing me off balance and pulling her hips away from my face. She seductively slid down my body, sliding through my hands as she went down to her knees, “Now let’s see if you taste the same as I remember…”
She wrapped her hand hard around my cock, lifting it up and touching the base of the shaft with her tongue, the sensation like silk. As she moved up she gently pulled my cock down and wrapped her lips around the head, sucking gently. She moved her tongue around it in slow, deliberate motions. Looking up at me, gauging my expression as my eyes hung heavy. She pushed it in further, making sure to take little by little more with each motion. I moaned as I felt my hips take control from me, wanting to push into her mouth even further. She cooed her approval, the vibrations shooting through my cock and up my spine.
“You… you seem way better at this then I remember.” I remarked, not entirely sure why. She looked up again, lightly biting down on the head of my cock as if to once again punish me, yet all it did was drive my blood into even more of a frenzy.
I reached down and pulled at her hair, she was taken by surprised as her smooth mouth left my cock. I lifted her up and turned her around, grabbing her ass with both my hands and pushing my cock between her cheeks. “Couldn’t wait any longer, huh?” she taunted, her eyes narrow with lust, “What are you waiting for? Reclaim me…”
I pulled my cock from her cheeks and pushed it down between her legs, feeling for the warm heat of her nether lips. She moaned as I rubbed it up against her, making sure not to rush, “Stop teasing me!” she snapped, reaching back and pulling at my shoulder. I slid my arms around her body, my wide palm taking in her breasts. She pulled harder, and slowly I pushed into her pussy. I could see her bite her lip as it entered, satisfaction filling her eyes. I pulled her hard into me, fully penetrating her tight, wet heat.
“Yes! Yes! Fuck me… desecrate me! Oh Light yes!”
The night was still young, but Robyn felt herself growing tired. “Just tell me where it is, and you can go free. Do you want to stay down here forever!? Don’t think I wont!”
Days earlier she was given a tip about a transport ship supposedly carrying a valuable crystal coveted by the draenei. It was one of the most difficult operations she had ever done, but by the end, the ship was captured and the crew sent out in lifeboats, minus one troublesome warrior.
Yet all that work, and somehow, the crystal was spirited away. “I will flog you from here to Tol Barad if you don’t tell me what you did with it!”
Her captive turned his gaze from her, his white eyes veering off into the shadows. She had to respect the draenei’s remarkable willpower, but she was not going give up so easily, no matter how many more days it took. He turned back only to spit in her direction, hitting her on the chest, “I only answer to the Light, and no matter what you do to me, the crystal will never be yours.” he taunted as he pulled on his chains.
Robyn scowled at her captive, “I should throw you over the deck for that, let the Naga have you for breakfast.” she taunted, getting in as close as she could to his face, “You are lucky I need you alive. You will crack eventually.”
Robyn turned and walked from the storage room to the stairs. She could feel the gaze of the draenei piercing her back as she departed, exhausted and feeling out of options she paused to sit at the top stair. “What’s wrong, lass?” came a familiar voice suddenly sitting down beside her, “Nothing new since yesterday, Pidge.” she answered, putting her hands up to her temples, “I have tried bribing him, seducing him, scaring him. He just won’t crack.”
Pidge took one of her strong arms and slapped Robyn on the back, “Well then, does that mean I get a turn?” she asked with a grin, leaning in close, “You can be a bit soft, I will make him sing for ya”. Pidge was always a good friend, but her methods were much more brash. Robyn preferred not asking her to handle such situations unless required. She thought deeply about it for a moment, “Fine. Do it.”
Pidge jumped up, a mischievous grin on her face, “About time…” she said as she made her way down the stairs. Robyn continued sitting at the top, waiting to see what Pidge could get out of him.
“So she sent another to do… hey.. hey what are yo…!?” she heard the draenei say as suddenly a large clang echoed from below. Robyn heard shuffling and a few crates fall over. “You can’t!” the draenei yelled, his voice sounding nervous and agitated, “Shut up, you big blueberry!” Robyn could hear Pidge yell back. More struggling could be heard followed by another large crash. She was glad the rest of the crew was high above deck so they didn’t think they were under attack.
Robyn leaned forward, trying to get in better earshot of what was happening below, “Now, big boy, tell me what I want to know.” she heard Pidge say, the draenei breathing heavily, “Ne… never! I will ne..humph”. Robyn could hear more struggling as the draenei was cut off, his voice seemed more confused then anything.
“Let’s try this again, where is it?” she heard Pidge ask again, her mouth swallowing hard as she talked. The draenei gasped for breath, “I can’t…” he said before his voice was once again squelched.
Robyn started to feel regret, she didn’t want to kill the bastard. She decided to go down and reign Pidge in a bit. As she descended the stairs other sounds filled her ears, sloppy sounds, sucking sounds, other rather familiar ones. She picked up her pace out of curiosity.
As she came to the location of the chained draenei, she saw Pidge hanging upside down on his massive form, her legs holding tight around his head and muffling his speech by squeezing him into her waist. The guy was nearly naked now, his huge cock wet with Pidge’s saliva as she attempted to stuff it deep into her throat.
“Pidge!” Robyn said, a smile crossing her face as she put her hands on her hips, “This isn’t normally how one interrogates…”
Pidge removed the cock from her mouth, Saliva still dripping from her lips as she squeezed his balls, forcing him to give a squelched yelp. “You disapprove?” she asked coyly, as if she knew the answer.
Robyn closed her eyes and laughed to herself, “I approve… and think I should stay a bit. I may learn a thing or two…”
Decided to bring back not only Robyn, but her First Mate Pidgora, who I designed but never really used much before. She got a bit of a redesign, as did Robyn. The big lug is a new character I made who you will see more often, though not as much of a compromising position. Hope everyone likes the image, was a fun pose to try.
As for the naming post earlier this week, after some great help in the comments and from friends, his name has become Xanakar Banetongue, and you will see him in an image sometime this week.
Finally, for those wondering what is going on with Hellfire, it’s in the works, just hard finding time to do it plus the randoms. I want to make the next few images animated, which means I need even more time then normal. Hopefully it won’t take to much longer.