Oscar followed Siobhans' lead. Oscar stepped into the hall, the silence of the marble chamber replaced by a low, dissonant thrum of dozens of different supernatural auras clashing. The collection of mythical monsters were standing in clumps with a few making their way between the groups. The assembled menagerie were all focused on the raised platform. A Siren stood at the podium, her aquamarine scales shimmering like oil on water and sported fins on her back, forearms, and calves. She looked delicate, but her voice carried a melodic weight that silenced the room Gills opened and closed on her neck as she breathed. The current item was sold for 3. There was no unit after the currency, so Oscar had no idea what they were using to bid.
Siobhan nudged him, "Immortals don't have much use for human money. We prefer to barter in the old fashioned way. Favors. The High Table enforces all transactions made under their supervision and they take their cut of course. You might end up having to take a mission they assign you. But it's a small price to pay for all they do for us."
Oscar took this information in happily. He was worried he wouldn't have enough money to buy anything interesting, but he had favors aplenty.
[Keep an eye out for any rings. I'll let you know if it's trash or treasure.]
Having Lillith in his head was such a boon. He grinned knowing none of the others here had an appraiser of her level ready to go. The auction moved on at a breakneck pace moving from exotic item to item. Oscar witnessed as a strange glowing blue egg was bought by a Wendigo. Following that, he saw an honest to gods wizard's staff be sold to a Fae. Finally the announcer said, "All we have left is a few high-ticket items. Expect to pay 5 or more for any of these. First off, we have Calhoun's ring."
[You need that.]
Oscar noticed the tension in her voice. He raised his hand to bid. Siobhan laughed at him. "Not like that, just press on this here." He motioned to a upraised pillar in front of them constructed of the same pristine white marble with gold strands. Not seeing anything to press, he tried feeling around. The center of the pillar felt warm to the touch and he tried pressing down on it. A tingle ran up his arm and the announcer looked right at him.
"Opening bid of 5 from our newest member. Welcome to the community." She threw a friendly wink at him and scanned for more bids. The auction went on for a bit until finally the bidding stopped at 9. Oscar nudged Siobhan, "So how do I collect?"
He chortled. "The High Table will have you sign a magical contract saying you will pay the ring's owner 9 favors of their choosing. After that, the ring will be brought to you. Why did you want that ring anyways?"
Oscar crossed his arm and smirked. "Well look who's ignorant now?" Lillith please I need this.
[I would have done it anyways silly. The ring there is a powerful vampiric artifact. It helps balance your soul's energy and lessens some of the symptoms from minor imbalances. Calhoun was one paranoid fuck, so the ring mutes your presence from magical detection and can let you go invisible for about 45 seconds.]
... Holy shit.
He smugly provided, "All you need to know is that ring is particularly useful for newborn vampires and it has a few interesting enchantments. Can't give up all my secrets, now can I?"
"Pfft. Yeah as if. I'll just ask my uncle what it does later. More importantly, it's about time we introduce you to Sallie. She is very impatient." Siobhan led him out of the auction hall and to a lounge area nearby. The plantlife here had various hues and the air smelled of roses. "This is the pleasure lounge. Great place to have a drink or try out some of the more potent drugs out there. Or to find a good lay of course." Siobhan trailed off, clearly reminiscing.
Oscar looked around at the comfortable couches and low tables. One table only had a lone occupant huffing a cigar that was definitely not packed with tobacco. The aromatic smoke was intoxicating with hints of jasmine and eucalyptus. "That's her." Siobhan offered, noticing Oscar's attention.
They walked towards her table and Oscar took the time to study her form. It was hard to tell her build under that bulky red leather jacket. She had shoulders a linebacker would be jealous of. Her hair was a messy brunette with highlights of blonde. Sallie had porcelain smooth skin with freckles splashed over her. Oscar couldn't quite see her outfit from this angle, but he could see the massive claws at the end of her fingertips gripping the odd cigar. Her chair creaked under her weight and a predatory focus flashed in her eyes as they approached. They arrived at the table and she jumped up hugging Siobhan and lifting him into the air.
"How's my favorite Fae doing these days? It's been too long. And who's your delicious friend here." Sallie licked her lips and eyed Oscar up and down like he was a wagyu steak. She smelled with warm cedar and the ozone smell that followed a lightning strike. Oscar felt her presence and it was unrestrained and dangerous. Sallie could probably kick his ass, but why did that kind of turn him on...
After only dealing with humans, he was tired of being the strongest in the room. Sallie worse absolutely nothing under that leather jacket. Her luscious breasts were only slightly covered by the jacket. They looked quite heavy. She wasn't covered in fur like the werewolves he'd seen in the movies. Scanning past her nude torso, after taking his time to ogle her magnificent rack, she had on a skintight pair of black jeans tastefully ripped. One of the rips on her thigh revealed a hint of her bush. Oscar's blood rushed down to his pants. Something about a woman not afraid to rock a bush. Fuck....
Siobhan and Sallie were exchanging a familiar look and Oscar realized they must be used to people eye-fucking Sallie when they met her. He cleared his throat. "My bad, it's my first time being this close to a werewolf. I was kind of expecting fur to be honest. You on the other hand kind of look like a sexy biker. The name's Oscar. I hope we can get to know each other... and if not I'd definitely like to fuck you unconscious."
Siobhan choked and tried to recover his stoic composure. Sallie's eyes lit up at his boldness. She waggled her eyebrows at him. "And what makes you think you have a shot with me pretty boy? I usually prefer my lays a bit more rugged. Plus you look like you'd be kind of boring in the sack." She socked his shoulder playfully and he was pushed back the casual exertion of force. It wasn't as bad as Daerth's punch, but damn that was going to leave a bruise. He punched her back trying to match her force. "I promise you gorgeous; I'm anything but vanilla. Give me just one chance and I promise we'll have a good time. Shit I'll beg if you're into that. Shame isn't a problem for me."
Siobhan palmed his face. "Alright well I think my job here is done. You two have fun. Please don't tell me about it later Sallie. I do NOT want to know." He meandered off to a table filled with Fae and Sallie patted the seat next to her. Oscar decided he needed to step up his game if he wanted to secure this. He opted to sit down on her lap and laid his head between her ridiculous melons. The soft pillows were a heavenly experience. Sallie let out a low growl and vibrated slightly. She stroked his hair and wrapped an arm around his waist.
She spoke up, "Maybe I was wrong about you. I do love a man comfortable in his masculinity and your confidence is sexy as hell. But before you get me hot and bothered, I need to let you know a few things. If we do this, be prepared to not be able to walk for a few days. And you better fucking have the stamina to go at least 5 rounds. Anything less isn't worth my time."
Oscar went for the kill. He slipped a hand under her jacket and sank into her breast pressing down hard enough to leave an impression. Following this up, he moved to face her and gave her a long steamy kiss. "I won't let you down. How about we get out of here?"
Sallie chuckled menacingly, "A man after my own heart. I hate small talk." She scooped him up like he weighed nothing and princess carried him to one of the private rooms in the pleasure lounge. This one seemed quite larger on the inside than what could have been physically possible and had werewolf motifs on the wall. There was no roof to the room and the open air amphitheater provided a lovely view of the night sky and the brilliant moonlight shone down on them. "This is my personal room. I do enough missions for the High Table that I earn certain benefits. Everything in here is enchanted to withstand me." She threw him down onto a plush emerald green bed and threw off her jacket. She crossed her arms under her breast pushing them together. Oscar's jaw dropped and he felt his pants tighten as his cock responded.
[Time for that favor. Once you've had your fun with her, I want you to make a short film for me. I'll give you the details soon.]
Oscar gulped, but hopefully whatever nefarious favor Lillith had cooked up would be pleasurable for him. He owed her more than he could pay in his immortal lifetime. Sallie hadn't moved and was watching with satisfaction as Oscar's eyes betrayed his lust.
Oscar realized she was waiting for him to take the lead. My pleasure. He bounded up from the bed as he latched onto her nipple, his hunger manifesting as a sharp, demanding pressure. He kneaded her ample flesh with a desperate intensity, marking his territory with every bruise. Sallie growled again and bared her sharp teeth relishing in his rough touch. Oscar moved his hand away from her chest and moved down to her waist. Still passionately kissing her and trying to wrestle the werewolf's tongue into submission, he unbuttoned her jeans and peeled them off her lower half.
Oscar broke off the kiss and took in the view of her shapely legs. She had quads thick enough to crush bowling balls. Her legs were clean shaven and her feet had the same talons as her hands. Finally he got to take a look at his target. She had a carefully manicured bush in the shape of a crescent moon. Beneath that was a pinkish red slit already dripping wet.
Oscar licked his lips and teased her outer lips, trying to get a reaction out of her. Sallie stared at him with need, but he refused to give her what she wanted. He moved painfully slowly circling her pussy lips and stimulating her clit. Sallie growled again, this one sounding much less pleased than before. Oscar realized maybe Sallie wasn't the best choice to try and edge. He gulped and decided to end the slow burn.
Oscar removed his hand and gripped her ass sinking his fingers into her tight juicy rear. He spanked her hard and lifted her up. This was no easy feat. She must have weighed nearly 280 pounds and towered over him at 6 foot 4. He heaved her onto the bed. The bed shook a little, but the enchantments were top notch. She snapped her jaws at him impatiently. Oscar took the not so subtle hint and stripped out of his clothes like a man possessed. He leapt on top of Sallie pinning her down. He grabbed her wrists and saddled her torso.
She smiled at him and licked her lips slowly. Oscar didn't need any more prodding, but he had a different idea in mind than fucking her mouth. He moved her wrists together so he could hold her down with one hand. He took the other hand and slapped her viciously. She stared at him defiantly and low rumble burst from her chest. He slapped her other cheek and gripped her chin in place. "I'll put you in your place, you slutty pup. Lay there like the pillow princess you ought to be."
Sallie did not like that degradation. Or maybe she liked it a bit too much because she snapped at his hand drawing his blood. The violent ruin energies in his soul surged and he snarled at her baring his fangs. He slapped her hard enough to leave crimson red splashes. After her face looked appropriately punished, he spat on her face. The warm saliva dripped down her forehead. Sallie simply smiled at his abuse, clearly mocking his attempt to dominate the bratty werewolf.
Oscar could give less of a fuck. He let go of her hands and glared at her, daring her to use them. He moved himself downward and slapped his cock on her nipples. Her melons rippled with the impact. Oscar moved his cock lower, but before he got to do what he really wanted he slapped her tits around like a speed bag. The furious recoil was deeply pleasurable to see. He moved his hands to her nipples and pulled them as far up as they would go stretching her breasts harshly.
He couldn't wait any longer and spat on his palm and rubbed it on his now seven inch steel rod. He placed it between her cleavage and shoved it up. Oscar's violent thrusts made a flesh on flesh slapping sound. He pressed down on the sides of her tits barely able to wrap around just the borders of them. The feeling of being sandwiched between the heavenly tits was more than he imagined. Oscar was using her as a fleshlight for his cock giving absolutely no fucks about her pleasure or reactions. He felt the moisture fading from his cock and the friction starting to build. Pulling out from between her rack, he slapped his cock on her forehead positioning his balls over her mouth.
Sallie greedily opened her mouth and suckled on his balls. Her tongue roamed over them and the bottom of his shaft. Her control over her tongue was extraordinary. Oscar felt his control slipping and needed to take back the reins. He grasped her chin and held her mouth open slapping his cock onto her tongue enjoying the warm smacking sensation.
"I hope you can hold your breath." Not waiting for her inevitable snarky response, he rammed his whole length down her throat. Her tight opening pulsed around him. He felt her squirming under him, but pressed his weight down on her chest forcing her to stay still and take it. Oscar held her down hilt deep in her throat unmoving. He wiped a stray tear off her face and tasted it. A dark smile flashed on his face and he lifted himself nearly fully out of her mouth. Giving her only half a second to try and sneak in any air she could back into her lungs, he pistoned himself up and down her throat. Moving like a feral animal, his cock abused her mouth. His balls slapped down onto her chin with every thrust staining her with the excess leaking saliva.
Oscar felt a predatory urge to ramp things up and let himself let loose finally. He gripped her skill behind her ears and squeezed as hard as he could. Sallie's durability was no joke and Oscar realized even at full strength, he might only be able to break her bones if he repeatedly targeted an area over and over. Secure with the knowledge that her skull wouldn't burst open, he manhandled her head and grabbed tufts of her hair as handlebars. A manic gleam shone in his eyes as he relished in the freedom to do whatever he wanted to her. He continued throatfucking her for nearly 5 full minutes eventually deciding that even with her fortitude, she might still need oxygen. Oscar slipped out of her and and wiped his cock off. He smeared the mess onto her face chuckling.
"I think that's enough foreplay for now. Let's get down to business," Oscar proclaimed.
"But I wasn't done sucking your fat cock... did you really think I couldn't keep going?" She taunted him perfectly, "You're such a pussy."
Oscar growled at her and lengthened his fangs. He bit down on her tits leaving a painful mark on them. Sallie moaned loudly for the first time and Oscar luxuriated at finally making her make a noise that wasn't a lustful growl. The territorial instinct within him clamored for him to mark his prey. He bit her over and over again making a mess of her tits. Despite trying to break the skin, he only succeeded in doing do so once. She shivered and panted at this. There we go. I've gotta step it up if I wanna impress her.
Oscar flipped her over and shoved a pillow under stomach raising up her ass. He lined his diamond hard cock at her slit and rubbed it his tip on her lips. Changing his mind and following the primal urge in his mind, he moved his cock up to her asshole. He forced his way inside her not caring for how achingly tight she was. He made it halfway inside before being unable to keep going. A dangerous roar burst from his chest and he spanked both her asscheeks violently. "Let. Me. In." Oscar punctuated each word with a slap so hard it would snap a mortal's spine.
Sallie arched her back and pressed backwards onto his cock, refusing to back down. Her ruby red butt slammed into his pelvis. Oscar grunted feeling himself sheath his entire length into her. Sallie made her insides pulse down on him trying to milk him early.
Fuming at her insubordinance, he lifted a leg and planted it on the back of her head. He pressed her down into the bed as far as she would go and started jackhammering her asshole. There were no thoughts left in his head. He was moving strictly according to his instincts. They were screaming at him for losing this battle of dominance against a werewolf of all things. He didn't need Lillith to chime in here. He could feel it in his bones that werewolves were prey for vampires. A tiny rational part of his brain tried to remember to ask Lillith about that, but the majority of his focus was on trying to ruin her asshole.
Oscar slammed down into her over and over again until he felt his balls start to tighten. He snarled and held back his orgasm refusing to cum before her. He jammed his whole fist into her pussy and forcefully stimulated the bratty werewolf. The combination assault of his cock and fist started to overwhelm Sallie. She started moaning openly and loudly and her back arched even further. Drool was falling from her mouth and Oscar could feel that signature tightening signaling she was about to cum. Pleased with his success, he gave her no mercy and pounded her into the mattress.
Sallie spasmed and squeezed down violently on Oscar. Oscar refused to cum and buried himself in here enjoying the throes of her orgasm. He held back his own orgasm for the sole reason of overstimulating Sallie. She was extremely sensitive right after cumming, so Oscar redoubled his efforts and removed his foot from her head. He moved his hand to the back of her throat and pressed down on her carotid.
Her pulse was jumping under the firm pressure of his fingers. He knew she could take the abuse and upped the pressure. Sallie's blood hammered into his grasp and her choked moans leaked out of her wantonly. Oscar knew this was triple threat was enough to get him what we so badly needed.
He railed her ass and violated her pussy with his other hand. The violent fingering, assault on her asshole, and the choking was the perfect cocktail to bring her to a second orgasm. She went limp on the bed as she rode the waves of her second so soon after the first. Oscar snarled and gave one last thrust into her asshole and let himself finally cum. His aching balls dumped a tidal wave of cum into her. He buried himself into her and emptied his load. Panting for air, he finally withdrew his cock and watched happily as the cum spurted out of her ass and leaked down to her pussy. Sallie moved a hand down to her pussy and scooped up some to taste purring as she did.
"Who's your daddy, bitch?" Oscar flopped down onto the bed weary from his efforts. "Mmmm you're not half bad, daddy. I might keep you around," Sallie exhorted.
"But you've only had half the experience sunducker." Sallie raised herself off the bed with a slight hitch in her stride. She covered her face with her hands and breathed in deeply. Slowly moving her hands down, she faced the moon and howled. Her entire buddy began to shake violently as her muscles twisted and coiled under her gorgeous skin. Oscar couldn't avert his gaze as her body grew in stature. She grew to about 7 feet tall and fur began to sprout over her body in a familiar brunette color. Her face elongated into a snout and her ears sharpened into pointed wolf ears. Her talons sharpened and gleamed in the moonlight.
She was... magnificient. Despite her wolfish features, she had retained her womanly charms. Defying all odds her breasts had gotten even bigger. They were covered in a lighter shade of fur that was a small dusting over her rack. Her nipples poked out from the fur and her pussy had turned a bright pink that juxtaposed sharply against her tawny fur. Sallie was truly a predator, but Oscar was no victim. He was right where he wanted to be.
[Time to pay the piper. Don't say anything to her. Look in the nightstand and take out a blindfold and the obsidian chains. Present them to her and say I'm yours to use Mistress. Don't forget to record this.]
Fuckkkkkkkkkkkk.
Oscar had no choice but to yield. He wasn't opposed to being the sub, but fuck was it scary to give up all control while facing down a titanic werewolf. Sally bared her teeth at him in what he assumed was a wolfish smirk.
He setup his phone on a table and pointed it at the bed. Finding the implements she had requested he offered them to Sallie and said his lines, "I'm yours to use Mistress. Don't be gentle."
[Oh my adlibbing, maybe you are more into this than you'd care to admit.]
A thunderous rumbling shook the chamber as Sallie laughed at him. Her voice had transformed into a menacing grate reminiscent of tectonic plates grinding, "Good boy."
Sallie tied his wrists and ankles to the bed and tied the silky blindfold around his eyes. The cold heavy obsidian chains were dense and not even his preternatural strength could budge them. Oscar shivered relying on his enhanced senses to understand what was happening. Sallie's footsteps smashed into the floor as she paced around him letting the tension build. She finally dragged her claws up his leg brushing his shaft and continuing up his chest and tickling his throat. She wrapped her massive fist around his throat and exerted a gentle pressure reminding him his life was in her enormous furry mitts.
Oscar's blood pounded as his pulse beat a rapid rhythm against her possessive grasp. He felt her hot breath against his neck and he froze in place as she licked his neck. She growled in his ear,"Mine." Sallie removed her hand from his neck and grazed his neck with her serrated canines drawing a thin line of blood across his neck. Oscar shivered.
Sallie enjoyed his reaction and rewarded him. She laid down on the bed sidling up next him laying her tail over his face making it hard to breath. He felt a surprisingly soft paw stroke his rigid shaft with a featherlike touch. The feeling of fur caressing his cock was a novel sensation and Oscar was enjoying it thoroughly.
Her body vibrated as she purred. Oscar wished he could run his hands through her fur but all he could do was struggle against his restraints and rub his skin against her body. The sensations on his throbbing erection and his flesh were overstimulating in the best possible way. Sallie quickened her pace moving her paw up and down his cock. Oscar thrashed against his restraints; the sensory deprivation and Sallie's relentless stroking were taking a toll on him. He bit his fangs into his lower lip trying to use the pain to let him last a bit longer. Unwilling to let this handjob end so soon, he withstood for another minute.
Sallie stopped and Oscar heaved for air taut with tension. Frustrated that she edged him, he growled at her and she let out a low chuckle. He felt motion around him and then a hefty weight settled on his chest. Oscar groaned under her warm furry mass struggling to breath. The devious werewolf did not care about his predicament and he soon felt a wet tingling on the head of his penis. The sensation moved up and down his shaft coming back to his tip and focusing on it.
Sallie was employing her long lupine tongue to wrap around his dick and wringing him like a wet towel. Oscar white knuckled his restraints like a madman fighting a losing battle. The sensory assault stopped for a moment and Oscar tried to catch his breath, but Sallie wasn't in a generous mood. She took his whole member into her mouth. His dick that had once filled her throat now just barely reached her uvula. Her mouth was more than enough to house him.
Sallie gave him the VIP treatment and wrapped her tongue around his dick and sucked her cheeks in creating a tight moist seal around his cock. The sensation was almost enough to break Oscar, but he bit onto his tongue trying to use the taste of his own blood to hold him back. The werewolf was tired of his resistance and started moving up and down. His cock was being worshipped by her tongue and her mouth and Oscar barely lasted 30 seconds of her eager blowjob.
He erupted in her mouth, coating her tongue in hot white spunk. She sealed his dick in place and kept milking him as he came draining his balls completely. She pulled herself off him and swallowed it all in one loud gulp. "Tasty. Now get that cock hard again before I rip it off."
Oscar paled and tried to force his refractory period to disappear. He succeeded partially and got his penis semi erect once more. Sallie purred at his efforts and stroked him back to full mast. She lifted herself off his chest and Oscar sucked in a desperate breath finally able to breathe again. His mind was a jumbled mass at this point so he could barely make sense of the sensations he was feeling.
Sallie had moved her feet on either side of Oscar's hips and positioned herself above Oscar's cock. She lowered herself down gently and took his whole length in one smooth motion. Once again her anatomy had changed dramatically. He was able to smash into her cervix before, but now his cock wasn't big enough to fill her up all the way. Sallie ripped the blindfold off him, but kept him restrained. "You've been a good fucktoy so far fangs. I think you deserve a reward." She complimented him as she rode his dick slowly.
Oscar took in the mesmerizing sight. Sallie was riding him and her heaving boobs were bouncing and swaying hypnotically as she did. Her furry form was incredibly graceful for how bulky she was. She refused to speed up her pace enjoying the torturously slow fuck. Sallie took her hands and started playing with her titties putting on a show for him. She pushed one up and lowered her head down to hit suckling on her own nipple. Oscar felt himself stiffen. He didn't realize he could get harder than he was, but his dick responded anyways. Sallie smirked at him getting slightly bigger inside her.
Finally she had mercy on him and sped up. She started bouncing on him faster and faster. Each motion buried him inside her dangerously hot pussy. Her control over her body had changed as well and he felt waves of tightening move up and down his shaft. Sallie was enjoying the ride too much at this point to care about edging him any longer. She kept fucking him relentlessly until he inevitably felt the warning signs of his orgasm approaching. What little semen remained in his reserve fired out of his dick like a cannon painting her insides white. Oscar slumped to the bed barely conscious "Damn I couldn't make it to 5 rounds," he stammered.
"No one does sweet vampire. But you did better than most. Be proud. You're strong." She stayed where she was with his deflating dick still inside her. Oscar felt a new tugging feeling coming from his navel. He felt a golden radiant energy shining from Sallie and he pulled on it drawing it into himself. He harvested her mythical grade ecstasy. Little did he know harvesting the emotions of a mythical beast was almost three times as potent as a mortal's.
Lillith smiled from inside her vessel and said to herself, "It's time."
Oscar started twitching rapidly and white foam appeared around his mouth. Sallie panicked afraid that she had fucked someone to death... again. Luckily for her that wasn't the case. A brilliant crimson glow started emanating from the center of Oscar's abdomen and started spreading to cover his entire form. What emerged wasn't a fledgling vampire anymore, it was a Scion. A pair of striking violet eyes cut through the dissipating red haze, turning their annihilating gaze upon the werewolf.