Let's Train Heroine - Chapter 373

Chapter 373: Heroine’s Enemy Lose Bet II
The vibrations continued randomly while Nyx finished cleaning, driving her mad. Just enough to get her close to orgasm, but not enough to let her fall over that edge. Nyx moaned softly as the vibrator kicked in again, bending over and whimpering. Anytime Nyx was ready to reach down and relieve herself Lucan popped up, reminding her that she wasn’t allowed to touch.

“You did a great job, cleaning. Everything looks great! Maybe you should get a reward.” Lucan said while Nyx panted. Nyx’s hands pressed against the wall, so did her forehead. Nyx’s eyes were closed as she tried to keep herself together. Shw wanted it. She really really wanted it. She didn’t even realize that she had pushed her ass out, presenting herself to him until his hands lifted the barely there skirt and rubbed her ass.

Nyx regret to coming down on the earth, having sealed her ability, she lost the control over her body and desires.

Nyx moaned softly, wiggling her ass, wanting more. No! What was doing?

“Well, our friends should be here soon. Don’t you think it should be time to get ready for the party?”

Finally. It was like being doused with cold water, even though a part of Nyx that she shoved down was a little disappointed. Nyx could get back to normal, and once they were done, she could go home and take care of herself.

Nyx grabbed her clothes and started towards the bathroom, but the vibrations increased causing her to drop everything. “Where do you think you’re going? I didn’t give you permission to change.”

“But?” Nyx said softly, her heart sinking to her feet.

“You’re going to be part of the celebration, Nyx! Part of our Feast!” Lucan grabbed her upper arm and tugged. Nyx panted as the vibrator shifted inside of her, a moan slipping out again before she could stop it.

“Oops! Sorry! We can’t have you all used up before dessert.” The vibrations stopped. Nyx’s legs felt shaky.

Lucan handed her a plate of food. “Eat quickly,” He said. “You’ll need your strength.”

Nyx ate. The vibrator stayed off. As soon as she was done he whisked the plate away and led her to a stout wooden table. It was covered in deep pumpkin orange table cloth.

“Take the dress off.” He said. Nyx stood there, too stunned to speak. Nyx’s stinging ass brought her back to attention as Nyx yelped. He’d swatted her.

“Take the dress off, Nyx, before I have to make you.”

Nyx slowly slid the dress off, her tits bouncing free. He helped her climb up onto the table, then tied her arms behind her back. Lucan laid her down, having her shift and scoot until she was dead center.

Nyx head tipping backwards, and her ass at the very edge. He placed thick headphones over her ears. Nyx could barely hear anything. Something pressed against her mouth, and she opened it. Then he covered the headphones and her head with a hood. It was solid black. She could see nothing at all. Something pressed against her lips and she opened her mouth. It invaded her mouth and pressed against the back of her throat. A strap tightened around her face, driving the invader further into her mouth. Nyx swallowed convulsively. Her head flopped backwards, hanging off the table.

The pit in Nyx stomach grew bigger with each action. She could feel her arms being cinched down to the table so that she couldn’t move her chest. She just knew that her tits were jutting out on full display. Next the ropes bit into her legs, spreading them up and out. The cool air of the room wafted over her pussy. Nyx was completely exposed. He pulled the vibrator out of her pussy and Nyx felt more than heard it plop down near her. She felt a few more things settle against the table around ger. Then the doorbell clanged. She just barely heard it.

Oh God no.

Nyx waited, barely breathing. It was ridiculous, she knew, but part of her thought if she didn’t move, no one would notice her. How, how, how did I get myself into this situation? That stupid argument.

Nyx felt a hand on her left breast and she jumped. The hand pinched and twisted her nipple. She yelped, the sound muffled by the gag. Nyx’s nipple was pulled away from her body, and she squirmed as much as she could.

The hand let go and her tits swayed. They grabbed her right nipple and did the same. The hands traced down her body her my pussy, poking and prodding at it. Then another hand, and another. Nyx’s body was being toyed with.

Nyx could feel her pussy growing wetter. Nyx face was hot, flame red, under the hood. No, no, no. I couldn’t like this.

This couldn’t feel good. A moan escaped around the gag as someone touched Nyx’s clit. The finger withdrew and a sharp stinging landed on one breast. Nyx jerked as much as she could crying out. Someone was whipping her. It stung. The whip crashed against her heated skin, left tit, right tit, down her stomach, and then she screamed when her pussy lips were spread and it lashed into her clit.

Nyx’s body shook with the strain, with the heat flooding her. She panted heavily, trying to breathe around the gag. She was so close. Mortification welled inside of her as she grew ever closer to orgasm. Then all the sensation stopped. She waited, her body settling back against the table. The onslaught had stopped.

Nyx lost track of time. People would come up to her randomly, get her so close to the edge, and then just stop. She lost track of the hands that groped and squeezed her body.

How many fingers had been inside me? Is there Virnda also involved? Who all had Lucan invited? What did Maris think of this? That I was just whore?

Nyx’s face burned again. She was though, wasn’t she? Her body was enjoying this. She was no better than a whore. She, a powerful Evil Magician enjoying a whore like treatment.

Nyx jumped, her mind coming back to her predicament, as something pressed against her pussy. Not a hand this time. It was cold and hard. A dildo? It pumped in and out of her slowly. Something hot and wet covered her clit. A mouth.

Oh god, someone was sucking on my clit.

Nyx back arched, and she moaned.

Yes, oh god yes, please, please, please.