Nadia's Horrifying Discovery and Hot Recovery

[Vela Nanashi]

Title: Nadia's Horrifying Discovery and Hot Recovery

By: Vela Nanashi

Teaser: We all move up to caress The Perverted Mimic's tentacles, lick then, and he slowly helps us past the lower sharp teeth without us even touching them slightly and I see us and feel us sink between the tentacles and I still don't feel it, my own fault for wanting to scare Cara a bit to excite her, and teach her a lesson, I listen to all the others singing out in pleasure and I see the tentacles all pull in and the lid closes.

Disclaimer:
The author of this story has read and accepted the rules for posting stories. They guarantee that the following story depicts none of the themes listed in the Forbidden Content section of the rules.

Extra warning: this is dark, fucked up in too many ways, and the only saving grace maybe is the tentacle love, and NC people may not like this, also please tell me if I overstepped the bounds/rules... Oh and mentioned but not shown Pee and Scat... Some aftermath shown not in detail.

This Nadia is unrelated to Sara and Nadia, sorry, this Nadia is an elf.

Story Tags and Codes: English, Finished, Medium, Nonconsensual, Fantasy, Horror, BDSM, Monster, Orgy, First Person Narrator

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Nadia:

I push myself through the narrow crack that I found that I think leads past the fortress vault walls and gates, I am so happy I paid that kind of elf Cara to make this coverall for me, it has amazing grip for my hands and feet when I need that, but the rest of me slip even against these sharp rocks around me, and the mask she made for me let's me see with more than just low light vision, I see sounds, movement, life, undead, invisible things, I can peek into the adjacent planes, see in absolute and even some kinds of magical darkness, and if there is a bright flash of light it won't blind me, and supposedly it protects me from attacks that use my own vision to do their thing, and I can breathe safely under water or in toxic places as it keeps a shell of clean air around me, though it somehow let's me smell things without actually subjecting myself to those things. It also provides, nutrients and water, and I only need to nap to get a full day's worth of rest, the suit even has a pocket dimension and a hat of disguise built in. I also have a ring of holding from her where I keep everything I own. I paid her a lot of really expensive materials and books and a few artifacts to have her learn from those and make it for me, and some coin too. It is based on her own coverall, though her coverall has more things than mine, and all the things mine has.

I really hope the vault has what it is rumoured to have inside it, since then Cara will be happy to upgrade my coverall and I will have things to sell to many different buyers, but more importantly it is rumoured there is a cure for my condition, I was made into an undead against my will, I want to get my life back, real life, not this fake life, I am not even a cool undead either, I still need to breathe, eat food and drink water and sleep, but I don't enjoy those, nor can I enjoy sex or get pregnant and my magic is not working, or even cry about those things. I want to feel again.

I reach a kink in the crack and nearly manage to get myself stuck despite the nearly friction free movement I have, there is also room here for me, I am sure, just have to be some sort of contortionist to get through this and I might actually need friction not just at my hands and feet to hold on during some of the movement, it takes several tries to get myself into a good position and then tell the magic of the coverall to let my butt actually hold on to the rock, and only once I can do that can I reach for things while not slipping, with both feet and hands,

I finally slip out of the crack into what looks like it is some sort of dungeon cell, full of bones, lots of dust and mold spores, very dry, also decaying spiderwebs not fresh ones, and a few skeletons shackled to walls, no undead though, other than me. I walk to the barred door and examine the lock using a mirror and bring out the right picking tools and close my eyes as I work blindly, going only by feel, I am slammed by a powerful curse spell, that fizzles, it only works on living, I guess being undead has a benefit, I wonder what that curse would actually do. Then after ten minutes of hard work the lock goes click and I am able to swing the door open, the lock is way more advanced than I would have expected for a lock on a dungeon door.

I walk past a torture room, with many implements I recognize and a lot I do not, I grab a few that look fancy and expensive and put them away, and anything my mask tells me has any magic also goes into the storage for Cara to examine, we have a deal that she gets things she can use first dibs, in exchange she identifies what things do for me.

I the entry way it is a triangular room, I see the massive gate that I could not find a way through that made me look for another way in and found that crack and I spot a really intricate set of stupidly powerful magical and mechanical traps, including trickery to fool you into thinking you can see a safe path but then it is not.

I could maybe disable this trap hell, if I spent a week working on it, but I notice that once you get to where I am there is a much easier path, along the wall and edge of the ceiling and I hope I am not being fooled by that, maybe it too is a secret trap somehow, but I risk it. Using my gloves and foot gloves to climb the wall along that path and I am almost surprised as I slip into the other opening, this leads to what must be a main hall of sorts, it is much more well made than the cell and torture room. The floors are smooth here, there is still working magical lighting, not any that I can take though. I find a library and just take everything in it, Cara can sort it out, this takes me a whole day to just put everything away and I have to just touch things to put them away. I find some rooms where guards used to live, and the suite of the master. Gruesome find, two chained skeletons that I can tell were female, next to one of them is a letter opener and next to her lays a male skeleton, not shackled, and no clothes, but he was wearing some jewellery that I take, his pelvic area has a scratch from the letter opener I think, the carpet in the room is stained with blood and body decay residue, but I imagine he got stabbed while using her orally, at least that is my interpretation. I loot all the rooms of anything that seems valuable or interesting and I find a store room of mold, I suspect it was food once, another where there are lots of very expensive bottles of vinegar, was wine once, and then some where there are materials for making things with that has a lot of stuff that Cara will buy from me, she likes making things after all, also raid the crafting tools from other rooms. I walk through the halls some more, knocking on walls with a cudgel I found, after fully looting everything and searching the rooms for hidden rooms, as I did not find what I thought they said they have, some sort of healing thing, there must be a secret somewhere, but no I don't find anything.

I then recall the super obvious looking floor drop trap, or at least it looked like that, but I now have the feeling it might be something else. I return to the entrance room and on a crazy impulse I leap from where I am standing onto the floor drop trap. I hear a loud click, but the floor does not drop instead I hear a space open up behind me and I turn and right behind where I landed is a portal in the air, with a very sturdy door and another complex lock, I bring out my tools and first disarm several traps on the door, and inside the lock, then I start working on the insane lock, none of my picks will do it, all it has a short distance inside it is a small hole and I look into that and it has eight pins, then behind that at a curve eight more pins and over and over and it turns out of view, I take some soft wire and slowly work it into the lock feeling how the wire curves and pull it out and it has to go in a crazy spiral and then turn back into itself, then I remember one of the items I found in the master's quarters, a small necklace of different sized metal beads of different types of metal, it had a strangely shaped clasp, only on one end. I bring it out and I see that the beads will fit the lock and in fact as I grab the thing I thought was a clasp near this door the bead chain comes alive waving and trying to reach the lock, despite not detecting as magical. I slowly let the beads slither into the lock and the clasp then fits perfectly into the slot in the outer mechanism and I test rotating the lock now, and I feel that feeling you do on good safe locks. I carefully feel it out and it takes me a long time to find the combination as I do the door simply vanishes and I am left holding the key.

Then I notice that I am in what looks identical to the entry way at first glance, but then as I look around the magic is different, there are no traps here, also there is magic alive here that cleans the air and floor and repairs things. It even cleans dust from my hand and foot gloves, and I feel it clean my skin too. Then as I look more I see that this place is made from much higher quality materials, and made by more skilled hands, with different crafting techniques. Also unlike the two paths from entry area that the previous place had this has three, as it uses the path that had the door to the outside as well. I walk down the path to the dungeon and this one is much better appointed, not a single thing in the room is not magical and I check out the prison and it is also very clean, I see a naked redheaded gorgeous hmm another undead, she is wearing a collar on her neck silver with a blue gem and is cuffed by her wrists silver cuffs with blue gems and lifted so she can't reach the ground with her feet without ripping her arms off. Her eyes are closed, and she has a ring gag in her mouth and a huge dildo is shoved in and locked in place. I make note of her being there, but I do not trust an undead, perhaps hypocritical of me, though she is extremely gorgeous, I may risk releasing her later if I figure out how, the lock on her door is entirely magical in nature, there is no place to put a pick. She sniffs the air and her eyes dart open and she moves a bit, but can't even make sound with the gag she is wearing, I see her try to signal with her hands, very ancient sign language 'please release me I will do anything for you' her eyes clearly don't see as she does not look at me directly, then I see tears of blood drip down her face, I also spot ear plugs, so she has been here probably a very long time and sensory deprived, blood tears makes me think she is a vampire.

I feel really bad that I can't get to her yet, I also see that the crack does not exist in the other cell where I came into the fortress from, not that I expected it to, but I hope I can find whatever key opens the lock somewhere else in this vault pocket dimension. I leave the prison and torture room, and go to where the main hall was in the fortress, it has a lot more rooms, several of them have the same style of lock as the cells use, so I leave those be and hope I can find the key, I also try to think if the magical lock reminds me of any item I have picked up, the metal bead chain does not interact with the lock at all, so it is not that, I find some more store rooms that have high quality crafting materials, and there is food too, that I grab everything of, no library yet. The door to the master room is the same style as the bead lock so I pull out that key and it gets sucked into the lock and I remember the combination from the door I entered with, but that does not work, I spend what feels like over an hour to figure out the right combination and it ends up being the the main door combination in reverse, and as that is entered the door vanishes and reveals the room behind it, it is not a ruined place. It has five slaved attached to the bed, still alive somehow, not undead, but I sense extreme magic from their collars and cuffs, they are all gagged like the prisoner and sensory deprived, they react to my touch by breathing heavier from their noses, I can't remove the era plugs, or the lenses that let me see their eyes but that make them not see me.

I notice a sixth bed slave in more extreme restraints, entirely encased in a thick black leather like material, just a lot more shiny, I think waterproof, and there is a pipe leading to her mouth and two smaller ones for her nose, that go to a magically enchanted golden toilet throne, I nearly throw up as I realize what she has been subjected to, and hope that the master is alive so I can kill him.

I examine the cuffs and collars and there is no key or way to undo the chains, or the restraints the sixth slave is in, I can't actually see her face at all but when I go closer to the golden toilet I hear her breathing and see her long tongue with a piercing at the base to hold it out inside the toilet, it is long enough that she can lick the entire seat of the toilet and her breathing holes are inside the bowl not where the level of fluids and other waste will likely reach unless intentionally aimed at, but where she will definitely smell them. There are five small holes where I see butt holes through and five smaller holes that I see pee holes through, just below the nose holes, I realize that the five other slaves have been forced to torture this toilet slave too. I pull out a bottle of wine I found in the store room of fresh food and pop it open taking a drink and then pour a bit over her tongue and splash it around as its scent is very nice and I want this slave to at least have some good taste for once. I try to undo the gags on the others but they are magically locked in place so I can't let them have any wine, making the toiled slave paradoxically the lucky one. I give her more wine and drink a bit more myself, but I don't really enjoy it, I can tell it tastes good, but the emotions are not there. I stop after half the bottle and cork it up again putting it next to the toilet for now and then search and loot the master's suite.

I find a hidden compartment and in it is a book and a small bejewelled chest, without a lock, I examine the book, and I can tell it is magical, the writing looks even more obscure than the language of ancient dragons, and other languages not used much anymore. I hate myself for not asking Cara for the magic to read texts to be part of my mask, if I had my magic I could easily read this. All I manage to get from paging through the book is that it must be a mixed spell book, and also alchemy and herbalism book, with drawings I can understand and several pages of ideas for torture devices and I even see the bed and pipes under it that the toilet slave is suffering, her own waste is also given to her, she is wearing a collar and cuffs under the material that I saw refined from some sort of sap with some sulfur I think a few other things too.

I look at the content of the chest and inside it is a magical crystal that has the shape of the locks, there is also a silver ring with a blue gem, highly magical as well, and several small but extremely powerful black crystals that pulse with eldritch energies filling up the rest of the chest's content. I leave the crystals be but take the ring and what I think is the key, I put the book and chest away and I put the ring on and I sense it feel me, then I am slammed to my knees and my mind is assaulted as it senses I am not the master, I scream and feel every nerve in my body feel much more pain than burning, or being frost bitten, or being hit by acid, or having a finger cut off or skin flayed, or gone crushed, all things I have had done to me and used regeneration to heal years later when I learned that magic. Those things feel like caresses compared to what the ring is doing to me. It is trying to destroy my mind, but although I don't have my magic, I do have my will still and although I don't know how long the onslaught takes, while it was going on it felt like forever, but I manage to win the mental combat with the ring and as I do it stops attacking me and I feel it say 'I accept you mistress' I then feel that it controls many magical collars and their linked items.

I crawl over to the slaves, my body being drained physically by that attack on my mind and nerves, still tingling a little all over, but I feel my body recovering, but I don't want to wait, I remove the gags of the five bed slaves and then give them to drink a bit of wine, at first they just let me move them as I want and don't seem to think there will be something good coming from me making them drink and then they look surprised and they all moan softly a "thank... thank you... master" but at the same time they look terrified, as if any good the master did was a very bad sign for the future.

I use the magic of the ring to remove the sensory deprivation from all but the toilet slave as I know her restraints are much harder to remove, and I believe I will need to actually heal her after I do. They all are blinded by the comfortable soft magical light of the suite, and it takes a while before they slowly blink their eyes open and look at me, I must look scary as they look terrified, but they see the shape of what is contained beneath my coverall and they say "thank you mistress, where is master?"

"I think... one of the masters is dead, maybe the only one, I don't really know for sure, things are confusing, also I am not your new owner, I will try to get you safely out of here somehow, I think it unlikely you have living family, but I hope you can start new lives out of here" I say.

I see the disbelief in their eyes and they say "thank you mistress" I understand given what I just saw drawn in his spell book diary that they must have been through a lot, and just sitting here chained up and unable to see or here for hundreds of years probably, that can't be good for any mind.

I undo the cuffs and chains to allow them to move, and they all cuddle up together on a soft thick carpet, I grab a blanket and walk up wrapping them up in it and they look at me again with terror for what will come to make things as the master wants them to be horrifying "thank you mistress" they manage to say with trembling lips.

I can't handle seeing them like that, so I say "I will be back to get you when I am done with what I came here for" and I hear them answer "yes mistress" as I leave.

I head all the way back to the prison and try out the crystal on the lock there, and the door opens, I walk up to the gorgeous vampire female and remove her lenses and ear plugs and gag using the power of the mistress ring.

She looks at me and tilts her head as she examines me "why do you hide your well proportioned body mistress? Also thank you for letting me see and hear and speak again, where is the master?"

I love that she does not seem to be broken like the others "I think one master is dead, I don't know if there are more of them."

She looks at me for a long time then she says "I don't sense from your voice that you are lying, as far as I know there was one master, and he had minions, I tasted and smelled five hundred twenty two male minions, and master, I never smelled you before, but I have been here for a terrifying amount of time, did you kill master and what new tortures will you perform on me mistress? I think a woman can be a whole lot more able to actually torture me in a way that I will care about."

The tone is a very defiant, she is unbroken, and I love seeing that.

I consider a bit before I say "so... I did not expect to find people in this ruined fortress, stronghold and this vault, the master was dry bones, killed by one of his bed slaves in the fortress, but I don't get why he would have some out there, when he could have them in here. Also I want to set you free, but I am scared you will attack and drink me dry, even if I happen to be undead too, as you are a vampire yes?"

I see her flex her arm muscles lifting herself a bit further from the floor and she makes a slow lift of her legs and fully exposes her pussy for me and then slowly drops down "mmm well... then savior, my name is Cassandra, and I don't think there is anything I can say to make you fully believe I won't hurt you, but if words work, I give you my oath that I will not bite you unless you ask me to, and also I will tell you something else that will be useful for you to know, if you want to be sure I can't hurt you, leave my collar on and keep that ring on, it will make it impossible for me to hurt you, as for master, he kept his lesser slaves outside along with his men, he took me there for my rapes and beatings by his men, and let them torture me, then he took me here to have me for himself, his men were more interested in fucking me than torture, I even enjoyed some of the things they did, but... master... he... he figured out that pain has little effect on me, he did not want to destroy me as he knows that would set me free, so he figured out how to trap me here, he was going to use me to get better immortality than the collars provide, as he also did not want to wear them, and the ring for some stupid reason does not give immortality, how did he die, I mean if you know?"

I check with the ring if the collar thing is true, and it lets me know it is, that I can even force her to move like I want, say what I want, and she will be inside herself seeing the mockery made of her and feel all that is done to her with all her senses 'but her mind is too strong to read her memories or change them with mind rape, so far at least' it adds at the end before going silent. I order the mistress ring to release her cuffs and they vanish and she falls and reacts very swiftly and lands gracefully "I still don't know if I believe that you are here to save me."

"Do you know of any healing magic in the form of things someone who has lost their magic can use? Especially healing minds?" I ask.

"I can sculpt flesh to mend bad maiming and make beauty where ugliness was made, and I can make the body regenerate, and cure disease and if you actually trust me with that I can heal souls and minds, you would have to let me do that by allowing my magic for the purposes you desire though" she says.

"There are some other living very broken slaves here, and I would like them cured, and help to extract the toilet slave" I say.

Cassandra looks really angry "I... I hate that thing, he..." she looks down her lips quivering and her fingers too "sure it does not damage me, harm me, make me sick, or anything like that, but... I have never imagined being inside a rubber back bloated with waste all around me. You say he has another slave there, please tell me she is not living, another undead?" she asks in a pleading tone "I will help them and promise to not drink from them unless they give me permission too. Unless you decide to force me to using that ring..."

"Yes, alive..." I say "I am sorry" I see horror in her face "we need to get her out of that and cured and healed... she must be all kinds of hurt and sick now."

I reach over and take her hand "come with me" I say and she follows as I lead her back to the master's suite.

She rushes over to under the bed and seems to know exactly how to remove the toilet slave and close the valves on the golden toilet throne "permission to take her to the entrance area where the cleaning magic will help us not have to smell the filth" she asks.

I do not want to see this, but I still say "I will come with you" and we go to the entrance and she rips the rubber container open and very briefly I see the filth the toilet slave is bathing in then it vanishes in the cleaning magic and I see a human that looks like Cassandra and she cries tears of blood "Tereza! No please no... why?" she shakes "please mistress, savior, let me heal her." her voice distraught, she clearly cares for this human.

I tell the mistress ring to allow Cassandra to use her magic, except for harming.

Cassandra feels the change and she starts by pulling out two feet of tubes from Tereza's nose and throat, and Tereza throws up wine mixed with filth that thankfully gets immediately cleaned away with magic, but I almost want to throw up too, she pulls out a long spiked tube from Tereza's pee hole and another from her ass making Tereza cry out in extreme pain and start to bleed badly, then a third spiked horrible expander she extracts from Tereza's pussy and then I watch her sculpt Tereza's flesh whole again and blood dances away from Tereza and Cassandra asks "can I please sip these spilled drops of my lover's blood to help me fuel my healing magic?"

I nod "yes you may feed as long as you don't cause injury if it fuels your healing, but not from me, from the rest though yes" the blood dances through the air to her lips, I feel a slight tug on the blood in my body but not anything painful, it wants to leap to Cassandra though, but the ring does not even have to stop her, she was not intending to affect my blood so it is not harmful, in fact it was a bit pleasurable and exciting.

Tereza starts to cry and holds on to Cassandra, shaking I see her belly is distended and Cassandra bites her lips and then gives Tereza a bloody kiss and Tereza moans into the kiss and licks her lips, I don't stop this, but I don't understand what is going on. Then I see the essence of Tereza be pulled from her body into Cassandra, her soul I think. Her body falls limp but still breathing, and Cassandra cries more blood tears as she starts to push the rest of the filth through Tereza's body and curing disease and then sculpting her body back to what looks much more healthy, then she does what looks like actual healing magic that turns Tereza's pale skin warmer, scars fade away. Then she releases the essence back, only now it looks healthier, but Cassandra looks truly awful and collapsed convulsing on the ground.

Tereza wakes up with a gasp and sees Cassandra and pulls her into her now steady and strong arms and holds her close and starts to caress her breasts and down her belly pushing two fingers inside Cassandra's pussy and massaging her to squirting orgasm and after Cassandra sings out her pained at first orgasms seven times her eight orgasm sounds actually like a good one and her convulsions stop and she just lays trembling in Tereaza's arms, Tereza looks up at me as if only now noticing me and she looks at the ring, and sees it looks similar to Cassandra's collar and then notices she has one too "please stop hurting Cassandra, hurt me instead, I will do anything you ask willingly if you spare her."

I squat and take my mask off and pull back my hood to look into Tereza's eyes "I will not hurt your love, or you, or anyone else, right now until what she just did you were kept alive by the collar and until she tells me for sure that it is safe to take it off I will keep it on you, but you are not my slave, she is not my slave, I want to save you two and the others we find here. Cassandra is helping me with that, or doing all of it."

She looks hard into my eyes then her expression softens "did you come here to rescue us or why are you here? Where is here?"

I smile "if you don't know where here is I want to keep it that way, as Cassandra will have to tell you what she wants you to know."

Cassandra opens her eyes and looks up at Tereza stretching to kiss her and then looks up at me "don't tell her anything, Tereza you must stay here for now, do not go down any of the passages alright? Also keep the collar on, until we get where you can get proper food, not just what the collar gives you."

Tereza nods "but you are staying with me right?"

Cassandra kisses her again "no, I need to help others who are here, I promise to be back my love, if you can please sleep."

The way sleep sounds is very powerful and different and Tereza falls asleep and Cassandra gently lays her on the floor and then turns to look into my eyes "I owe you more than you know, I trust you now, Tereza needs to be fed with my blood a lot more than I was able to spare right now, or she will die if the collar is removed, as she is an ancient ghoul and her body had to spend my blood to heal her fully, it has nothing to do with real food, the collar does that fine, it even prevents my blood from being spent each day, and I don't go into torpor, but it does not feed me properly, I... I am so hungry, I could drain a whole city of blood, but that is not my way, but I may go mad soon from lack of blood and if I do you must restrain me using the collar, do not let me harm anyone."

I nod "I think if you help the others we are even, what happens if you drink from me?" I ask.

She sniffs me "well your blood is no good in your condition, it might even hurt me, wait are you here to find the mythical cure magic? To become mortal again?"

I nod and smile "yes, and be able to have children and enjoy existence again."

Cassandra's eyes flare with both compassion and familiar pain and loss "yes... I want the latter, but I like what I am..." the blood from her tears suddenly move into her mouth "no more crying I don't usually weep this much, but Tereza she... she is like my adopted daughter, yet... lover too... we are not actually related, but I saved her oh so long ago on another world as she reminded me of me and was..." she closes her eyes pain on her face "let's not speak of that now, please lead me to the others."

I nod and help her up on shaky legs and she stumbles as we walk and then collapses in front of the five other slaves in the master's suite "please let me feed from you" she begs them.

They look at me and let the blanket fall to the ground around them, they look relieved as they all say "yes mistress gladly drink as much blood as you like" there is hope there, that they will be allowed to die, it stabs my heart.

Cassandra looks to me and I nod and she gently embraces the first of the slaves from behind and gently sink her fangs into her neck and the slave cries out not in pain but surprise and pleasure and starts to moan and sing her pleasure as she squirms in Cassandra's embrace. Cassandra signs with her hand to me 'they are regenerating blood, so they can't die from being fed on.'

I watch the slave glaze with sweat and squirt, I smile and I say out loud 'pleasure her like that as long as it is safe for her, but don't forget you need to heal them, mind and body' I say.

I feel so jealous of the slave as she has a truly insanely good time. I also check on her with the mistress ring, she can take this for hours "I will be back, I trust you to do the right thing Cassandra" I say and leave the room and pull my hood over my hair and head again and put my mask on.

I then open each of the locked doors, looting everything inside each room. Books, rarer materials, herbs, alchemy ingredients, actual coins and gems, lots of magical items too, all I just slurp up into my ring of holding and I am happy I opted for Cara's infinite option for that.

Finally having looted all the rooms I spend some time testing the walls for secret doors, but there are none. I and one would also not expect any. I walk back to the entryway and check on Tereza's happily sleeping form, I lay a warm blanket over her and a pillow under her head. She grabs her pillow in her sleep and hugs it between her breasts and bunches the blanket up between her legs and moans "mmm Cassandra."

I then walk down the third path, it is a roughly hewn black stone with mineral and gem veins tunnel narrow but not so I have to move sideways or squat or crawl, but a man would almost scrape his head on the rough ceiling, I can tell there are no secrets in these walls, after a long walk I come to a cavern, and it has smaller lower cavern rooms at the sides, I see a male and female troll, attached to some sort of mechanism that drains blood and milk and cum from them, also machines that cut flesh from them and cook it before dropping it into a timeless storage bin, and they cry out as they get cut and then regenerate. I see that even a truly amazing trait like regeneration can be turned against someone, I also am glad I did not eat any of the sausages I picked up, I suspect they may be troll flesh, and although I am no troll, thus it is not cannibalism to eat them, I know a couple of nice trolls, not this specific race though, but I hate seeing them like this, but I look at the next alcove. A workshop, magical tools, of some sort of primal kind, then I spot at the back a crystal cylinder and inside it a gorgeous fire woman with a collar, drowning and making the boiler drive machinery, torturing such a beautiful powerful elemental being like that is horrifying to me. I see others in various devices in other cavern rooms.

I then look to the furthest away cavern room, it is a large gold, silver and gem decorated chest, that is open, it has glistening white super scary looking sharp teeth, that could serve like daggers a few even as swords, the inside of the lid has a brighter shade of violet velvet, it has dark violet translucent tentacles, glistening and dripping a pearly but mostly clear fluid with a pink sheen, the tentacles have been pulled out of it and staked to the stone floor, all around this part of the cavern, there are piles of treasure, some of it gems cut into various kinds of dice, coins of many kinds of metal not just silver and gold, and non cut and cut as decorative gems, jewellery too. I look back at what I can tell is a very gorgeous and huge and powerful mimic, it raises its head and I see a collar attached below its head where most of the tentacles originate from, it is releasing a scent that is truly intoxicating, if I had been alive I am sure I would be unable to resist this scent and be drawn to it. It looks at me with very big adorable though alien eyes that show how much pain it is in but it speaks by vibrating its tentacles hurting itself doing so "stop, don't get too close, do not touch my slime, you will be helplessly aroused if you do, drugged, charmed, dominated by lust, and try to copulate with my tentacles, I would like you to do that, but I only enjoy willing lovers" I hear moans from inside the chest "I have some in me right now that are not willing, or were not, and I can't pull them out."

I step up knowing that my coverall will protect me and go to the nearest stake "if I free you, will you promise me to help me and all the people here in any way you can? Also master is dead and I have the ring for the collar but I am not going to torment any of you."

"I will not force you or anyone to do anything, you should know though that if my guess is right, you are actually looking for me, the healing thing is me, but also know that if you want me to heal you I will want to play a game of chance and skill to determine the price for healing you or others, I always do that, the price is how many years you have to stay inside me, each year inside me you will live ten more years at the perfect age for your species, youthful vigor with the wisdom of age, and yes I can sense you are inflicted with a curse of undeath a bad one too, I can cure that" it says.

I laugh a bit "so you are a gloriously perverted mimic, and how do I know you would actually ever let me out and that you are telling the truth?"

"Perverted Mimic, I love the sound of that, can that be my name please mistress, oh and ask your ring, it knows if I lie or say the truth."

I ask the ring and it confirms that master made rejuvenation potions for himself from its slime combined with troll blood, and a few other exotic things, and he throws slaves on the brink of death that he enjoys torturing into the mimic when none of his other healing works, then pulls them out when he wants them again, all free of scars and with wonderfully sensitive skin again, to freshly torture.

"Can you restore bones to life?" I ask "also if you like the name Perverted Mimic please keep it" I say not understand why it would want that name, there are better names to call it.

"I can not, but I know of a um thing that can, and it is stored against my will inside me, kept cold and it hates cold, craves heat, I would love to give it to you to have and keep warm."

I get excited "what is it?"

"Book" it says but I get the feeling the meaning is not exactly correct, there was a certain eldritch tone there.

"A book?" I ask genuinely confused.

Its tentacles get a bit annoyed at the tips "no no not a book, Book, you would not understand, it is in me since it hurts me to have it near me, so I really want it gone, and it can help you with whatever you like, but even if free my tentacles can not dislodge it. It also hates me as well as cold, well not me really, but we are not compatible, to be near each other, and it is in me to punish it for not obeying master."

I decide to just nod "well then I will gladly help separate you when I pay for my healing... If I win as much as I can how long will I have to stay in you?"

Perverted Mimic answers immediately "thirty seven years, subjective time, but I can deliver you out of me at an point in time after you enter me. When I have my magic free."

I tilt my head "wait time inside you is non linear?" also thirty seven years is a lot of time to be made love to, I wish my pussy would flutter and my heart race as I think of that, but no, nothing.

It makes a clumsy head gesture that might be a nod "yes, all my lovers are inside me, future and past and present ones, I also like to make my lovers love each other, so that is part of the price as well, just so you know what you agree to."

I laugh a bit "do you cure me before the time inside you starts, and is there pain, as I remember how easily I started hurting the twentieth time my lover fucked me."

"No pain, and you can be as aware intellectually or not as you want, I can reduce your mind's ability to think silly moral ideas while you are in me, and my ooze does make you want to stay, but I will release you when you want to be released and make sure you are weened off my ooze before I allow you to choose to return" it says.

"If I choose to return, how long do I have to stay when you don't heal me?" I ask.

"When doing it for fun a week" the Perverted Mimic says "or a year if you want to arrive before the week ends, as messing with time costs me energy, and I need to feed on pleasure of my lovers."

I laugh a bit "and you said each year gives me ten more of youth? Is that only during healing or always?"

"Always" it replies.

"I will want to be aware and able to think, but if you are able to help me split my mind into my primal animal self, my body, and my intellect I would prefer that" I say.

"I can yes, and change when you want, but if I lower intellect you won't know to ask for that to change, you have a lot of thinking to do?"

I nod "can you hold and page a book for me too?" I ask.

"No but I can read it and show you the pages, and you can benefit from what I know too, if you can handle my mind touching yours that intimately" it says.

"To understand the languages you do? That alone is extremely alluring for me" I say honestly.

"Also that of all my lovers, past, future and present, but I will filter that so you don't cause issues with your own time line, no loops, your fragile world can't handle that" Perverted Mimic says.

My intellect is in love with this creature, and the scent would make me fall in physical need and lust if that part of me worked.

"Then I have a lot of books for you to read, and teach me, does Book also like books?" I ask.

"Book loves books, if you are not using it you should put it among books, the more the better, you will be rewarded, and also if you find a hurt book you should let Book have it next to it, as long as there are still flakes of book left Book can restore it to full freshly written glory" Perverted Mimic says.

I love the sound of that, I don't understand how, even mending can't restore something that damaged, but now I really want Book "I really want Book, whatever it is, you promise to let me have Book?"

"After I heal you yes, even if it would hurt me less to let you take Book before then, Book would not let me heal you if you had it" Perverted Mimic says.

"What do you mean let, I decide that" I say.

"You might not want me either, those who have Book tend to get addicted to Book, you would find the thought of not feeling Book against your skin um frustrating, maybe painful, but not quite painful, like being unable to orgasm or even get aroused, even though you really want to, but also not exactly that."

I know that feeling way too much "alright, but I will tell Book that I will want to be with you after you heal me too" I say, wanting to be able to get young and stay young forever, though we elves perhaps don't really need that, but we do slowly get cranky bodies, and I would want at least to visit Perverted mimic whenever that happens.

"If Book likes you, you do not need me" Perverted Mimic says "so you can't have Book before you pay for me healing you and that is final."

I laugh "you really want to heal me and have me pay for it by being your lover is that it?"

"Yes, you are important to me" Perverted Mimic says and I realise that unless something very drastic happens I am already in it, being made love to, for at least thirty seven years, I wish that would make my heart flutter, my pupils go agape and my pussy pulse and drip.

"I have others I need to help, but let me free your tentacles" I say as I walk to each stake pulling it out, it takes a lot of effort, and soon I watch Perverted Mimic collect all the gem dice and some of the coins and some scattered playing cards and start to arrange the remaining treasure in a nice way.

I see how much it cares "wait... is this your home, that he built his place inside?"

"Yes, this is my pocket plane, he invaded and hurt me and its beauty, I will restore it to its glory, but allow the parts you like of his additions stay, or reshape those for you too."

"I would like what was it Cara called it, an anchor to here, from my own pocket plane" I say smiling.

"Also you have to be naked when making love to me, not magic items, I will keep them safe for you, I promise" it says.

"I trust you, I will even let you wear the master ring if you want" I say.

"No thank you, that thing is evil, I think it made master worse when he found it, it was locked up in an anti magic shielded box in my treasure" it touches a spot on the ground "right here, I was supposed to guard that to prevent it falling into the wrong hands, he was hidden from all my senses and stole it while I was resting, when I woke up he used it against me. I will not demand you return it to me, but you should have Cara use it for energy and material for crafting."

I smile "you know Cara?" I say "good I always wanted to make love to her, so if she is in you I would like you to do that."

Perverted Mimic's eyes go wide "that type of requests costs years."

I smile "alright, you may keep me twice my age if I get to make love with Cara whenever I desire during that" I say only partially since I want Cara, she was revolted about my undead nature, she is terrified of undead "in fact I would like you to make us make love before healing me for a week."

"How old are you?" it asks.

"Two hundred one years living, three hundred some dead, you can round it up to six hundred if you like" I say.

"I still will want us to play a game of chance to determine if you need to be in me longer, and we will say you can at most half the years to three hundred and if I win fully I may multiply the time by a thousand, as usual" it seems annoyed at me wanting to be near Cara before healing.

"Make it ten thousand if you win fully and no halving, but also I want to be delivered out here a week after I enter you" I say.

Perverted Mimic gets very excited, oozing more fluid from its tentacles that also engorge "agreed" it says a bit too enthusiastically.

I smile "but now I need to go deal with the others that need help" I say and start to leave "can you free these others in here? or are you immobile?"

I fully release its magic and any other restraints with the mistress ring and remove the collar without even touching it, this ring is stupidly disgustingly powerful, I can tell I can put a collar on anyone I can see.

"I will help them" it says and raises up on uncountably many tiny legs that click as they touch the ground. I briefly fear he will just grab me and eat me with the speed it moves at, at first toward me, but then turning to go for the first prisoner in the cavern.

I head back to the master's constructed area, to his suite, and Cassandra is sleeping with Tereza and the slaves in the master's bed, I store my coverall and mask into my ring of holding and look at the two rings, then I crawl into the bed and lie down next to Cassandra, on the opposite side of Tereza and the former slaves happily hug us. I love the heat of the slaves and Tereza and the relative coolness of Cassandra, and I allow myself to mimic sleep.

Tereza is the first to awaken and she touches my hand and I stop pretending to sleep and she smiles as she sees me "I think it is evening" she says "time to wake up" Cassandra opens an eye and smiles at me and winks closing her eye, I realize she was also pretending, then she slightly jerks and then stretches "mmm, so warm" she says and I agree, her and my body has gotten warmer in this tight sleep pile, the former slaves awaken and I say "I want you all to meet a friend I found, maybe he can help you be able to get pregnant" I say.

Tereza jumps out of bed "let's go" she knows how much that matters to Cassandra, who hugs me tight "if your friend can do that I... you understand?"

I look into her eyes seeing her pain there "I understand."

She gets up hugging Tereza and I see she is not daring to even hope.

The others blush as they see themselves naked, and I see they are healthy and happy, they caress their collars, blushing more "mmmm what is going on?" one of them asks, Cassandra smiles leaning in kissing her "don't worry lover, mistress wants to make us happy, come with us."

I am not sure I like that but the former slaves smile and giggle one says "we are all gorgeous so why not, I love you all" the others giggle and say similar things, I raise an eyebrow to Cassandra who makes some fast gestures 'their minds were destroyed, there was no past to recover, so I made them happy and care free and innocent yet curious, later maybe I can try to do better to recover something of who they were, but they were full of only suffering. I could only restore Tereza since I have had her in me before.'

I lean in and kiss each of them in turn "yes we will meet a good friend who wants to make us feel good."

I lead the way to Perverted Mimic, and see that it, he, will call it he, until he tells me not to, has removed the others and is back in his place, I ask "where are the others?"

"Healing in me, you can feel them with the collars" he says.

I reach out and feel them and then pulls all the collars into the mistress ring and then put it into my ring of holding and pull it off slipping it on one of Perverted Mimic's tentacles "all the books are inside here, I want to learn them all and heal, but I want Cassandra and me next to Cara for a week before you heal us, if she accepts."

He looks her over "vampire, infertile, do you want me to cure your vampirism, infertility, sun sensitivity?"

Cassandra walks up closer "I want to remain what I am, but be fertile, and if you can allow me to survive the sun too that would be nice, as I miss the sun a lot, and I would love to be able to feel like a mortal and eat regular food without having to throw it up, when I feel like it."

"I will require a vial of your blood to keep and same price as Nadia here, what about the rest of you?" he asks.

Tereza speaks up "I would like to be able to remain Cassandra's ghoul yet be pregnant and actually give birth to a healthy non monster child. I hate how I feel when I am not fed with her blood, her fire, her love. I want to stay with her and Nadia."

Cassandra nods "yes whatever price Nadia pays I will pay too, as for the other five... if you can restore their minds but not what they felt from capture, and maybe smooth over their inevitable losses. I will pay the price whatever it is."

Perverted Mimic makes a slightly irritated sound "you did not explain to them first. Yes I can do these things for you both, all three" and then explains the price, the game of chance it likes playing, and all the details.

"I want to stay with you too" "and me" "yeah" "it smells so good and makes my pussy flutter, I need it" "mmm me too" the former slaves say and I smile and look at Perverted Mimic "so the game of chance what is it."

He chuckles "I will make it special for your group, each of you shuffle and cut this deck of cards, then last one pulls a card and hands it back the chain to me, we look at our own cards, then you each roll this pile of dice gems" he puts out a pile for each of us "the dice that have the same colour as the card subtract from it, the others multiply the result of the subtraction and that is your score, you all multiply your results up to one score and then we divide it by mine, if positive we multiply six hundred years by that number, if negative you will just be in me for six hundred years."

We shuffle the very thick pile of cards and cut and pass it along, then draw a card each before Perverted mimic pulls a card from in the middle of the deck in full view, I don't actually care, and Cassandra nods "oh any card, not the top one, got it."

She grabs her pile of dice and toss them in a tray and waits for all the rolls before she puts her card visible in her tray, and starts doing math.

I get a stupidly high negative number -5913, Cassandra -4921, Tereza 12015, The former slaves need help: 123, -10032, 5002, 1111, -2025, and then he gets the result 37, making me wonder if he can manipulate probability. Cassandra and I both laugh "so eternity, yet you will deliver us out here in a week?"

The Perverted Mimic gives a playful wink and flutter of his eyebrows and smiles wide with his mouth around his beak in the cluster of tentacles and the tentacles throb, yeah male "you find it unfair?"

"I may need you to allow me to submerge my intellect at will, but recover me every thousand years or so to allow me to choose to think" I say.

Cassandra laughs "well you mortals will also have almost eternal youth after this, I am not sure it matters for me, I however love the idea of this, the pleasure of it, you better keep it interesting though, if we get bored by what you are doing you have to release us, deal?" she asks some of her words have something powerful to them.

He chuckles "if I fail to make you orgasm for a day you will be given the option to leave me then, to a week from when you enter me, deal."

Cassandra smiles "oh confident are we" she grabs a tentacle and licks along its length and he shivers all over and she moans and it does not sound false "I accept."

We all move up to caress his tentacles, lick then, and he slowly helps us past the lower sharp teeth without us even touching them slightly and I see us and feel us sink between the tentacles and I still don't feel it, my own fault for wanting to scare Cara a bit to excite her, and teach her a lesson, I listen to all the others singing out in pleasure and I see the tentacles all pull in and the lid closes. We enter a huge space and I am sure it has more angles and dimensions than I am used to and none of them want to be entirely linear, Cara and I and Cassandra are pulled together, I see her have a tentacle up her ass and her belly is full and squirming with it and it then it exits out her mouth and two tendrils out her nose, the tendrils lick into her ears, the mouth tentacle splits and splits again until a tiny tendril slips into her nipples and the other finger thick ones is massaging her breast and the thin one is pulling milk from her huge breasts, twice as large as she has outside, probably due to being full with thin tendrils that go everywhere inside. A thin tentacle into her pee hole, and a hollow one flowing around her clit, a really huge one fucking her pussy, lots of them licking her all over, she is singing out through the tentacles, and despite all that when I touch her she actually panics struggling and Cassandra makes her go tensely still at first and then we start adding our attempts to add pleasure to her, as I feel the tentacles start doing to me what it had done to Cara, and I like the scent, but I hate that I don't feel pleasure from this, Cassandra soon is singing out and Cara burns out of ability to panic and just trembles in fear between us as I nibble on her neck, lick her ears, caress them, being mean and doing the bonding massage, as she is looking at me, she will feel like we are a mated couple, forever, potentially, but she has some non elf in her so maybe it will be temporary, I feel the tentacles do that caress on my ears, but I don't feel anything, I mean I feel them there, but I don't feel the connection, no soothing, no pleasure, the week is torment for me, my fault, then almost immediately after that week I feel my body get cured, alive again and it takes only a few moments for me to get lost in orgasms my intellect not yet separated from my primal animal lust.

I lose the ability to really tell time, other than forever, I see many tentacles have eyes too, we are slowly shifted and I end up seeing the huge block of ice that is where Book is, and then I am told it has been a decade, and my mind shifts splitting me from myself a bit and I feel my magic being a lot stronger than it was before I got cursed and I start to see pages in my inner mind and I understand every language, better than most native members. There are a lot of books that are extremely interesting, and Perverted Mimic helps me find connections, organizing the knowledge in genius ways. Finding contradictions too, yet keeping those all there as lies can tell as much as truths if you know they are lies.

Then as the books run out he shares knowledge related to the books, from his lovers and his own personal knowledge, and slowly adds more and more knowledge, and we work on problems and ideas and the knowledge grows and we manage to find more hidden contradictions and connections slowly improving what we both know 'we must share this with Cara' I say.

'We are' I feel my link to him open up to include Cara, and as that happens I learn she was here before me, before the master captured the pocket plane. I am awed at what that means for her age. Now working together more directly we can dance through the knowledge faster, Cassandra is pulled in too as her mind is sharp as well and she comes at the knowledge from a different angle, adding a lot, but actually keeps some secrets 'not good for you, you can't have' she says, but she doe snot sabotage any work we do that touch things we should not know. A few others drift in and out adding a few details, showing us new angles to view things. This includes the five former slaves as their minds recover the best of what they lost and become an amalgam of what Cassandra fabricated and what they were. They were all brilliant powerful in magic, psionics, and divine matters, in various forms.

I also intentionally sink back into my body to truly feel the insane pleasure I am being made to feel, the Perverted Mimic is everywhere touching every point of me that is exposed to air or water and I feel him lick in places he should be unable to reach, I have not have my flesh cut or harmed in any way, yet I feel caresses inside my skull, against my eyes behind them, inside them making gorgeous colour patterns, inside my blood tiny tendrils improving my blood vessels in my lymph system, among my organs, caressing my heart, and in my lungs, improving my ability to breathe, also the medium we are is not air, it gets more and more like a thick living caressing fluid.

I cry as the times when the tentacles withdraw and I am shoved up with a male or several or other women, I feel the best when Cara and I are together and so we end up together more often with other lovers cycling through, so many species, most I had no clue even existed, and I am enjoying every moment of it. Then the Perverted Mimic asks me in my mind 'may I use your womb to reproduce some children of my own?'

I get so surprised by that, but by now he has bound me to him by ear massage, my intellect fears it is permanent, but gush with love 'yes, please, as many times as you want.'

'Then I will give you an extra special reward' he says and my body is altered a lot, things Cara already has most of and what she does not have she too gets as she breaks her no getting pregnant rule for The Perverted Mimic as long as he will make her forget that after. My whole body is restructured in crazy ways to be able to enjoy more pleasure from ore things, and also enjoy sex with more species of humanoid and monster and supernatural creatures, compatible with all creatures who produce semen, with the innate ability to collect samples for a long time from many males until I want to take the best traits to make offspring with, and not only does The perverted mimic breed with me but he has all men do it, and all women get to use a magical creature called a cockite to add their genetics to the mix, and I can make more than one round of babies this way, I preserve each man's semen forever, and I can pick and choose who I want from them to mix. This appeals to me as I think I should be able to collect fragments of the ancient star elf species, our ancestor species that had much more formidable magic, and restore them through my own children. I ask for another gift, to be able to not just integrate that into my children, but myself and I am given that too, it is such a small change.

I breathe this thick fluid, pearly, clear, pink shimmering, and it is better than the best moon oil to my skin, and better than males cum, it is apparently something like Perverted Mimic's precum, though not exactly equivalent, his cum is black, grey, white pearly and iridescent in colours that can't exist outside in the real world exposed there, it would shatter the world, or make the other colours feel transparently colourless and faint.

Eternity in here is flowing fast, almost as if we are counting the digit positions as linear time, the knowledge web barely shifts, but we have shifted to art, and crafting, creating with the knowledge and that grows fast, we share talents and skills with each other, I learn so much, become talented at things as if I was a savant at each of them.

We can see gaps in the knowledge that we know is something someone knows, just not a lover of the Perverted Mimic. The gaps are so very large, making what at first seemed like a huge dense tree now look like a handful of straws of grass tossed into a tornado, sure most of it still connects somehow, but we know nothing, and so much, Cassandra knows some of those gaps, regions as large as what the rest of the tree has, but each spindly branch goes so very deep, yet there is a fuzz of shallow generic knowledge too, if that was not there it would look so much worse. Yet even with this little we create so much.

The last third of the digits I let myself just sink into the pleasure, no thinking, just bliss, joy, pleasure and endless orgasms and love. Then suddenly we are regurgitated outside The Perverted Mimic a week after we entered and the lid slams shut, we scratch at the chest trying to break in, I see my ring of holding on the ground and pick it up and lick it, and we lick and kiss each other all over, and then lick the floor where is dry ooze from him, collapsing whimpering, begging, crying to be let back in, but we are met only with silence. It takes us several days before we leave the cavern, I know I have the anchor to come back here, but that betrayal of not letting me stay an actual eternity in him, closing us out like that, it hurt so much, I feel an intense emotion that makes hate taste like something very slightly bitter, still we make our way out of the vault, out of the fortress, Cassandra uses a shard of mirror and holding our hands to phase through the door, and I actually get how that works, I just did not think of it first.

I put my coverall on and immediate feel sick and take it off again, my skin needs to be exposed, I hope that is not permanent, but I finally understand Cara's desire to be naked most of the time, only wearing her coverall when she has to.

We travel to meet her and she looks at me and we share a knowing gaze, she guides us to her home among dimensions, a tower, and Cassandra meets Cara's pet ancient vampire lover Nareth, who lives under her tower, they are not seen for a month, and then give loving gazes at each other, Cassandra belly starts growing, and Tereza's too, the other five spend time with me and Cara and we travel to different places, I try orcs, ogres, a giant or two, but none of them capture the utterly complete way that my beloved Perverted Mimic was able to make love to me. I also get more why Cara is so insanely sexual of a creature, she needs more than she can get even if she really tries.

I slowly alter my body and become much like Cara a not quite elf, but something more, though elves would call me a monster, an abomination, I know Cara is not quite as far altered as me, though she has the same abilities, she just uses them very sparingly. Maybe when she is lucid and briefly breaks through her memory block about having had children already, I don't tell her, though, she is happier without knowing. We all delivered our children in dormant large egg form, it felt so good to lay them yet insanely intensely hard too, and they were pulled away.

I caress Book, and the key around my neck, a very intricate key, and somehow able to take that huge key in it, I can tell it is a combination lock with a very long combination, but the first combination I try opens the lock, I close it and try another and it opens, every combination opens it, but some have text and drawings, while most are blank, Book is a book but so much more, I discover that as I use the pen that comes with book drawing a male that fits my wildest dreams and kissing the very life like drawing and he moves and steps out of the page into reality, he does not ask me anything he simply grabs me and pushes me up against Cara's tower and fucks me, his cock a challenge feeling better than The Perverted Mimic somehow, I have so many orgasms that I have no clue why I am somewhere else, with Cara and a similar yet unique too male and I see she has drawn in Book next to mine that image, and we are on our sides, eating each other out as they spoon us tight and fuck us, ass to pussy to mouth and all other combinations, so many more orgasms, and we are in a daisy chain with Cassandra, Tereza and the other five, each with their own pair of lovers, me and Cara too, one inside the ring, the other outside, though they move around, letting us feel the differences between lovers, Nareth is there as one of Cassandra's, but there is another man too, more impressive than Nareth.

Book is in the centre of the circle and a cool mist caresses our hot bodies from there, then we are all in one giant cuddle pile, I am hugging book to my chest feeling the cool velvety grey marbled leather cover, where the leather touches I feel a unique cool pleasurable sensation, and my heart races faster my body gets warmer to feed my heat to Book, and it feels so good, I grab Book to run my pussy against its, no I will call it his Spine.

I integrate the fire woman's essence with my own, and I get much hotter for him, and I orgasm on the leather coating it in my squirt juices and wetness and yet the leather just absorbs it, getting a more beautiful lustre to it, no pages end up harmed at all. I use the pen to rub my sweet spot, and it feels so much better than fingers or a cock.

Yet as good as Book feels my mind drifts to those wonderful tentacles of Perverted Mimic and I open book on a new page and I draw with the pen dripping of my wetness and some cum the closed form of Perverted Mimic, him open and holding some cards and throwing some dice with his beautiful playful smile and sparkling mischievous eyes.

Then a picture of us all sinking into the tentacles, and then each of us in that wet ooze ocean inside, tentacles everywhere, and I moan as I rub my clit with Books pen, and Book makes a drawing of his own, of Perverted Mimic, the many tiny mimics a few larger ones but not as large, a couple large enough to actually fit a contortionist troll or ogre. I am shown one of those, I see a drawing of Cara laying its egg, and also this is the future, a hundred years later, Book shows the large mimics leave the vault to travel out in the scary underworld, and he offers to take one of the large ones Cara laid to let me have it as my personal Perverted Mimic, and I love that kissing the page over the yes of the yes or no question and I am pulled into my personal pocked dimension and see my own smaller personal Perverted Mimic and caress him, he opens and I step over his sharp teeth willingly and he closes the lid around me, he is not as good at tentacles as his father is, but I open my mind to show him the way and soon he sends me into insane bliss, and I feel Book joining me in there with his own grey tentacles erupting from the pages, and I am in paradise and have no idea how long I am there but when the chest finally opens a cloud of steam erupts and trembling tentacles are bathing in a pool of ooze and wetness from me. I bathe there, and the three of us just caress, I am so happy, with my century old personal Perverted Mimic and Book getting along happy to share me, I wonder if Daddy Perverted Mimic Senior is wrong about Book not liking him, I take the pen and Book opens and I write 'do you dislike his father?' then text appears under it 'no, but he was forced to hurt me, I have bad memories, but we can visit him too if you need him not this younger one' I ask the younger one "do you want to live here in my pocket plane?"

He gurgles due to all his tentacles being submerged in ooze and wetness from me "I lub yoogusej" I understand that as a yes, as runs around a bit until finding an out of the way spot next to my tub that I touch and send into my storage ring, he is a better tub, his ooze a better thing to bathe in for me. I smile as I drift into deep sleep in the embrace of my two strange lovers. I have never felt so much joy, I know Book is mind altering by touch, but he is so good for me, fulfilling my desires, and Perverted Mimics are much better than the regular ones that eat us.

--- The end of this story, but I have and may in the future write more stories with some or all these characters ---

[RapeU]

1) What did I immediately feel after reading this
2) What I love about what I read
3) What would I change in the story to make it perfect (for me)
4) Did I get off on this and why

1) What a unique and bizarre experience. This is one of those stories I wasn't sexually into, but there were parts of it that kept me hooked into reading and wanting more.

2) Solid character development. You hooked me into the story right away with how the undead main character was self aware enough to want to be alive again. That's not something you normally see with undead characters who have been undead for a long period of time such as her.

3) I'm not into tentacles, but this one nearly got me started. I don't think I would even change the tentacles part because I feel like under the right mood and at the right time it would be perfect scenes.

4) No, but I liked the story and development of characters.

[Vela Nanashi]

This is the second time it has hid your comment from me after I saw the rating happen, or maybe I am blind, very happy to read your comment today though:)

Yeah this is mostly only hot for tentacle lovers or some sick people who enjoy what happened to Tereza or the other slaves.

Also story features the Perverted Mimic that is our dice roller bot As that is one part of what inspired me to write this story, the other was the lack of a story with a title starting with the letter N

[Lucius]

@Vela Nanashi has sent yet another of her heroines on a magical mystery sex tour. Excellent descriptions of sensations, and the tentacle thing works well.

"I can sculpt flesh to mend bad maiming and make beauty where ugliness was made, and I can make the body regenerate, and cure disease and if you actually trust me with that I can heal souls and minds, you would have to let me do that by allowing my magic for the purposes you desire though" she says.

Cassandra should consider joining the nearest accident and emergency department.

Tereza wakes up with a gasp and sees Cassandra and pulls her into her now steady and strong arms and holds her close and starts to caress her breasts and down her belly pushing two fingers inside Cassandra's pussy and massaging her to squirting orgasm and after Cassandra sings out her pained at first orgasms seven times her eight orgasm sounds actually like a good one ...

Tereza is the lusty equivalent of Reptile from the 1995 Mortal Kombat film -- a) wakes up, b) flying-kicks Liu Kang through the brick wall...

I laugh a bit "so you are a gloriously perverted mimic, and how do I know you would actually ever let me out and that you are telling the truth?"

"Perverted Mimic, I love the sound of that, can that be my name please mistress, oh and ask your ring, it knows if I lie or say the truth."

Gotta be careful with the bot from now on.

It makes a clumsy head gesture that might be a nod "yes, all my lovers are inside me, future and past and present ones, I also like to make my lovers love each other, so that is part of the price as well, just so you know what you agree to."

I laugh a bit "do you cure me before the time inside you starts, and is there pain, as I remember how easily I started hurting the twentieth time my lover fucked me."

"No pain, and you can be as aware intellectually or not as you want, I can reduce your mind's ability to think silly moral ideas while you are in me, and my ooze does make you want to stay, but I will release you when you want to be released and make sure you are weened off my ooze before I allow you to choose to return" it says.

"Then I have a lot of books for you to read, and teach me, does Book also like books?" I ask.

Perverted Mimic sounds like a regular university.

[Vela Nanashi]

Glad you like Oh in some time lines Cassandra has this huge conglomerate of medicine related research she is funding, on world of darkness earth and gets personally involved with victims of many things, to heal mind and body, she has her selfish reasons for it though, she abhors beauty destroyed or not allowed to exist, and also makes her herd of humans who worship her and the ground she walks on bigger every day, and they live in luxury with her.

I may add a silly command to PM later in chat, to have it engage in tentacle love with the person who request it but that is more a silly idea though. I just got inspired by the idea of what PM could be It/He has its own morals and such, including having decided consent is important, even though his whole organism easily allows to take what it/he desires