Chapter 7: Lessons Learned (Female Master, Magic, Monsters)

Chloe is a woman trapped between a rock and a hard place. Except the rock is her pussy. And the hard place is a harpy's twelve-inch tongue.

Kinks: Monster Fucking, Oral

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The wind whistled through the trees, gracing Chloe’s cheek as she traced her way through the forest. It was a gentle breeze, the kind that licked so nicely at her pale arms and managed to flutter her long blonde hair. It was the kind of wind that had a way of staving off the relentless heat of a hot summer day. The kind of wind that paired nicely with the shorts and loose-fitted blouse that she currently wore.

Though the wind was also a tool as Chloe was a woman on a mission.

She went for the satchel that hung from her belt, reaching inside and grabbing a pair of vials from within. The action was done seamlessly, managing to locate the two of them without even reading the label or studying the contents inside.

A faint melody came fluttering forth from her lips, a playful whistle that held magic of its own.

She sprinkled a little bit of each vial into her opened hand, keeping her melody going as she did so. And just as the shrillest note left her lips, the powder started to rise and merge into the wind. Two colours followed the breeze, seemingly immune to gravity as they danced upon the wind.

They drew a trail through the air and guided Chloe towards her objective, heading in the direction of her required harvest.

“Thank you, my mother,” she whispered.

And her mother responded ‘you’re welcome’ by kissing her upon the cheek with another burst of her relieving breeze.

Chloe smiled and touched a hand to this kiss before heading in the direction of the purple and yellow that danced upon the air. She followed it as it wove between trees, not once distrusting the path that she was being led down.

After all, her mother was a kindly being and would never play tricks upon her.

Honestly, that was just one of the dozen reasons she was thankful to get into herbology and not illusions or mimicry. When a caste of magic could be used for mischief then its deities were mischievous little imps to its practitioners.

Chloe came upon the end point of her short journey, spotting a sea of little grey and white caps lingering at the base of a tree, making their living out of the mossy husky of a once lively species. Some of these caps had blue dots, others orange, and a few bore a distinct purple hue. These purple bunch were her target and she started to pick them, ferrying them over to a basket at her side.

It was calming work, spotting and plucking them. This single husk alone bore much fruit, ensuring that she’d have enough to fuel a dozen weeks’ worth of anti-poisons and soothing salves.

Though the work was also a distraction, narrowing her gaze upon a singular goal. It was easy to get lost in one’s own labour. The way that someone could just zone out and completely forget about the world at large, completely ignoring the fact that they were in the midst of a very lively forest full of other creatures.

It wasn’t until the low rumble of a growl pierced this calm that Chloe realized her mistake.

She quickly wheeled around, peddling back and pressing herself tightly against the desecrating stump at her rear.

Before her was a fierce wolf, growling and baring its fangs. It was thin, hungry, desperate for a meal. There was a wound upon its side, an angry scar that ensured that it approached with a limp as it took a lurching step towards her.

Chloe reached for her satchel, feeling her pulse quicken. Her movements were frenzied, panicked as she reached for one of the vials. She clutched it tightly, holding it in the palm of her hand and pressing into her skin so hard that the glass indented against her palm.

A last resort.

The wolf was so close now, its warm breath caressing her face.

“Please,” Chloe tried.

Though the beast did not understand her.

What it did understand was a heavy bang from behind.

The beast immediately wheeled around and Chloe peered out from behind it, spotting her savior. They were outlined by the light, obscured from any detail by an almost heavenly glow. Though they were tall and rugged, powerful in stature with bulky arms and a strong build.

For a moment, both the beast and the figure stood at an impasse. Though at the very least the wolf was not looking towards Chloe any longer.

There was suddenly a loud crunch, something akin to a twig breaking. Though it soon happened again and again, growing increasingly gruesome with each successive noise as it became apparent that these were bones and not branches. Slowly, the silhouette altered in shape and size as its arms melted away and were replaced with glorious wings. The figure became a monster in its own right, growing taller and taller in lurching bursts until it lumbered over the scene, becoming even more intimidating than before.

“Master,” Chloe whispered.

The wolf whimpered.

And that’s when Chloe stuck out.

She slammed the glass vial into its side, causing it to shatter. Shards impeded themselves into her hand and she winced at the cuts. Though the pain was nothing compared to the awful and putrid smell that soon punctuated the very air.

The wolf whimpered and sniffed, going wild and bouncing around. It was attempting to nip at its hide and do away with the substance that now lingered in its fur. Though it was an utterly hopeless endeavour.

And that’s when the new beast lunged at it as well.

The two frontal assault terrified the wolf and it quickly scrambled away, whimpering like a struck dog as it fled the scene.

The new beast stepped closer, no longer hiding in the radiant light. They were tall and terrifying, a mix of animal and human. Their face was accented by feathers but was distinctly feminine with a crown of black downing. Her body was powerful, tense with muscles and easily three feet taller than Chloe’s own. It was devoid of any clothing, bare and beautiful with a strong build that held its femininity in the fringes. It was covered with a mix of a luscious brown hide and equally gorgeous feathers that were a mosaic of purple, black, and grey.

The beast wiped at its brow with one of its wings, no longer having the hands necessary in order to do so.

“Are you hurt, Chloe?” the beast asked, its voice more like a growl than actual spoken words. Though even through the harsh huskiness, care could be heard, worry seeping out upon these feral syllables.

Chloe nodded quickly though looked to her hand, seeing that fresh blood which was bubbling forth from the little wounds peppered around her palm.

“I’d consider yourself lucky,” the beast stated, scanning the forest as if expecting a fresh monster to break through the foliage at any moment. “That was a dire wolf and a starving one at that.”

Chloe reached for her satchel and grabbed a pair of tweezers, hissing as she plucked the few lingering shards out of her skin. “Thank you for coming, Master Lilith.”

Lilith smirked. “I don’t intend to let my student die in the middle of the woods. I’ve invested far too much time into you to let something like that happen.”

“Uh huh,” Chloe teased, hissing as she sprinkled a splash of alcohol onto her hand. “I’m sure that’s the only reason you saved me.”

“Alright you caught me. I may also harbour slightly affectionate feelings towards you as well,” Lilith responded, offering a toothy grin as she glanced down at Chloe before focusing on her basket. “At the very least, it seems that your harvest was fruitful this time around.”

“Yes, Master Lilith,” Chloe replied, grunting as she started to wind a pure white cotton around her hand, compressing it tightly.

“Did you use the locating spell that I taught you?” Lilith asked.

Though she promptly grunted as her body started to shift once more. There were more of those hideous cracks and crunches as her form began to shift before Chloe’s eyes. It sounded so ugly, so painful, though the woman handled it with not so much as an ounce of discomfort painted upon her face.

Inch by inch, she shrunk and settled back into a human form. Though this one was at least clad in a simple brown shawl which covered much of her body.

“It is always amazing to see you do that,” Chloe stated, looking at her in awe.

Lilith smirked. “Shapeshifting is always a fun little party trick.” She took a knee in front of her student and offered her hand. “May I see?”

Chloe nodded and held out her wounded palm, feeling Lilith carefully grasp the wrist. Her mentor examined it closely, humming and hawing as she did so.

“Am I in trouble?” Chloe asked, hating how childish her worry sounded.

“I’d say considerably less trouble than you were in a few moments ago,” Lilith joked, looking her in the eye and offering a thin smile. “I am proud of you for finding those mushroom caps, by the way, they are not an easy substance to locate.”

“I feel like there’s a ‘but’ coming,” Chloe teased.

Lilith smirked at her. “But this forest can be dangerous and I’ve taught you spells and wards to keep predators at bay while you’re foraging.” She wagged a finger at Chloe, narrowing her gaze. “Wards which you clearly did not utilize.”

“I…” Chloe sighed. “The forest seemed peaceful today.”

“It is peaceful,” Lilith stated, reaching out with her other hand and brushing it across Chloe’s cheek. “The wolf is a member of the forest and is not an intruder. He is merely inhabiting a niche within a realm where he belongs. If anything, you and I are the intruders here.”

Chloe nodded though couldn’t help but blush at her mentor’s tender touch.

Up close, she could appreciate the beauty of Lilith’s human form. She was a powerful woman, strong and bulky, being a little taller than herself. Her skin was tanned from both the realm of her birth and also years spent living under the sun, being the colour of a rich mahogany. Her hair was short and cropped black with little specks of grey mixed into it. There was the start of wrinkles under her eyes, the first signs of an advancing age. Though these only drew attention towards a rugged scar which marked her cheek, telling many stories with its mere presence alone.

And while all of these traits were so beautiful in their own right, they came together so nicely within this singular form.

Even now, Chloe couldn’t help herself from getting lost in her mind, appreciating this body.

“Though I imagine that nearly losing your life is an adequate punishment already,” Lilith stated, scoffing. “And it is likely a lesson that you will hold near and dear to your heart.” She cocked a brow as she looked her pupil in the eye. “At least, I hope so.”

“Yes, Master,” Chloe said, grinning sheepishly as she looked down at her wounded hand.

“Still, I am glad that you’re okay,” Lilith offered, drawing back and instead getting to her feet. She then held out her hand to Chloe. “We should probably head back to the cabin and redress that wound.”

“Don’t trust my bandages?” Chloe teased, getting to her feet with her Master’s assistance.

“I would trust them on anyone besides yourself,” Lilith ribbed. “But you are too precious for me to risk anything less than the most adept care that I can offer. As such, it’d do my mind well to know that I’d taken care of you myself.”

Chloe bit her lip. “Thank you, Master.”

The two of them stood at an impasse, for just a moment, keeping a little distance between themselves. It seemed that there was something to say, something to do, though neither of them was willing to go through with it.

Until Chloe proved to be the braver of the two as she dipped forwards and pecked her mentor upon the lips. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome,” Lilith replied, smiling at this affection.

She then took the lead, heading in the direction of their homestead. As she walked, she whistled a soft tune under her breath, causing the wind to ruffle and for a fresh breeze to blow through the clearing. This wind picked up leaves and moved them all in the same direction, forming an arrow which guided them ahead.

Chloe looked at her satchel, feeling a mix of awe and embarrassment at her own inability to mimic such a feat. “When will I be able to do that?”

“Considering I have close to twenty years on you?” Lilith quipped. “I’d say somewhere in the distant future. You are a powerful witch but still learning how to connect with our mother. As such, you will require your aids for a considerable amount of time yet.”

Chloe nodded, letting out a sigh.

Though any thoughts of her flagging abilities were whisked away as fresh memories of Lilith’s beast form came back to her. They were still raw and real within her mind as Chloe thought about how exotic her Master’s body had looked. A part of her couldn’t help but wonder how something like that would…

“Is something eating at you?” Lilith asked.

Chloe quickly shook her head. “Nothing, Master.”

“Alright.” Lilith smirked. “Now how about the honest answer instead?”

“When did you become so adept at reading me?” Chloe asked, narrowing her gaze.

Lilith snorted. “You are not my first student and I doubt that you’ll be my last, dear. I learned long ago that little white lies are a nasty habit which must be confronted immediately and dealt with accordingly. Can’t have any contention lingering between us. I’m sure that you can understand that.”

“I’m still convinced that you’re reading my mind,” Chloe grumbled.

Lilith scoffed and shook her head. “There isn’t really a need for something like that. You’ll come around to confiding the truth in me eventually.”

The leaves clattered against a thick wall of brush, battering against them again and again with no hope of breaking through.

Though this obstacle was nothing for Lilith who touched her hand to a nearby tree, speaking softly under her breath as she did so. In a heartbeat, the brush moved aside, leaving just enough room for herself and Chloe to slip through before it closed behind them

It was a wall, if a crude one, hiding an encampment within.

“Home sweet home,” Lilith teased.

Home in question was a simple wooden structure that was about the size of a farmhouse in a more civilized domain. There was a small creek running by it, a vegetable garden affixed to the side, and a drying rack where hides and meats were currently being cured for later.

These were really all of the things necessary to feed and maintain life for a pair of forest witches.

“So, are you going to tell me the truth?” Lilith asked.

Chloe stirred, remembering the topic that she had tried to ignore. She could dig her heels in and continue with her lies but she knew that such things were utterly fruitless when done before someone like Lilith.

“I was thinking about your beastly form,” she finally admitted, blushing just a little. “I had some rather unchurchly thoughts about it.”

Lilith snorted. “It happens to the best of us.”

She approached a pair of stumps that were jutted out of the ground, plopping down upon one of them before gesturing to the other.

Chloe took the hint and sat down as well, offering her hand to her Master. An offer which Lilith accepted as she lightly grasped her wrist and started to unwind the bandages. It hurt, a little, though it seemed like a fitting punishment for being so stupid in the first place.

Though thankfully, it seemed that Lilith had accidently provided a distraction from the pain. Her shawl had shifted just a little as she settled down, revealing the body which lingered underneath. There was not so much as an additional whiff of fabric protecting it, meaning that Chloe got an unadulterated view of well… plenty. And she loved what she saw, biting her lip at the sight of rugged muscles and attractive chub.

“Would you like me to take my beastly form again?” Lilith asked.

Chloe shook her head frantically. “No, no, no, it was just a stray thought. I can assure you that…”

Lilith merely lifted a brow, letting that simple gesture do the speaking for her.

“I mean I wouldn’t be opposed to it,” Chloe finally admitted, looking off to the side. She couldn’t help but grin. “It was kind of hot.”

“I am an extremely attractive woman,” Lilith stated. “And I’m glad that a young whippersnapper, like you, can appreciate that fact.”

“Whippersnapper,” Chloe whispered, promptly devolving into a snickering fit. “The Divine, Master, you are… you are old but not that old.” Though she flinched as she realized what she’d just said. “I mean uh…”

“I am old,” Lilith agreed, nodding along. “But I’ve learned to wear my age well.”

The bandage finally fell away, revealing the wounded hand that lingered underneath. Already, Chloe could see the faults in her work. It wasn’t a bad dressing per say but it also wasn’t perfect either.

“I’d say this is a passable mending,” Lilith said, looking up at her and smiling. “Good enough for a job done in the middle of the forest at least.” She then held out her other hand, motioning towards Chloe’s hip. “Satchel, if you would.”

Chloe nodded and handed it over.

Lilith started by snapping it open and grabbing a canteen of water from inside, unscrewing the lid and using this to clean the wound. The stream did away with any lingering filth or blood that had been missed. The coolness of it stung, though not too badly, merely making Chloe flinch in response.

Chloe then watched as her Master used the alcoholic rub to once more sterilize the wound. This stung a little more but was still barrable, merely making Chloe clench her teeth. Finally, Lilith added a special ointment from one of the many vials, something which actually helped soothe the ache. Once finished, she began to affix the bandages once more, wrapping the wound with a fresh spool of white cotton.

Throughout the process Lilith hummed under her breath, offering an enchanting little tune.

There wasn’t much difference between this mending and the last one but somehow Chloe knew that it had been done better. As such, it put her a little more at ease.

“There we go, now I have peace of mind,” Lilith said, smiling at her student. “Thank you for indulging me, dear.”

Chloe snorted. “You make me feel like a hapless child sometimes.”

“Well, you are not a hapless child. I can assure you of that. After all, I wouldn’t trust a child to rove these forests alone,” Lilith said as she promptly narrowed her gaze. “Still, I hope you learned your lesson.”

Chloe sighed. “The forest can be dangerous and I must never skimp on my precautions.”

“Or…” Lilith added, lifting a brow.

Chloe blinked. “Or?”

“Or you’ll end up the meal of a dire wolf,” Lilith finished, leaning forwards and kissing the fresh dressings. “And I would be most upset if my precious student ended up like that.”

Chloe nodded and tried her best to remain stoic in the face of this serious advice. Though she couldn’t help but smile at the affection that followed.

“Thank you, Master,” she whispered.

“Anyways, are you hungry?” Lilith asked as she drew away. “Or… could we hold off on our meal for a little while.”

Chloe offered a nervous smile. “I think it might be a little bit before my appetite returns to me, if I may be completely honest.”

“Very well,” Lilith said. “Maybe there’s another way that I could help take your mind off things?”

Chloe looked to the side, working her jaw. There was no denying that her mind was preoccupied with certain sinful thoughts. These little perversions being the only thing capable of chipping away at the grim reality of her near demise.

Honestly, it felt a little strange to feel something like this though she knew that fear had an interesting effect upon a person and their inhibitions. Maybe terror and lust coordinated upon some deep seeded wavelength, conspiring to leave her in such a state.

“That would be nice,” she finally admitted.

Lilith got to her feet and took a step away from the stump. As she did so, she hummed a gentle tune under her breath, a lovely melody like all the others that she had sung this afternoon.

Though as the notes began to play, there was a shift in her posture, a quiver that coursed through her body. Now that Chloe had a clear view, she could see the process, appreciating its gruesome nature more fully.

The sound of a twig snapping echoed once more as her Master’s arms started to extend. The noise became more harrowing as her spine grew longer, taking her body along for the ride as her flesh stretched. It looked so painful though there was not even a notch of discomfort upon her Master’s face.

Her complexion grew increasingly feral as feathers sprouted from her skin, growing like shoots emerging from the soil and reaching out for the sun above before blossoming into blackish flowers. The cloak melted away and moved along her arms, the material now becoming wings as more feathers soon erupted from them as well.

All the while, Lilith’s melody grew so beast-like, feral, more like a growl as she finished with her song. Though by the time that final note had left her lips, a harpy now stood before Chloe.

Lilith grinned, showing off her new carnivorous teeth as she dragged her long serpentine tongue slowly along them. “Hey prey.”

Chloe’s cheeks warmed and she covered her burning face with a hand. “Okay, that’s just unfair. I hope you know that.”

“It’s a shame that you are such an easy woman to read,” Lilith murmured, taking a purposeful step towards her. Her paw landed with a heavy thud as her claws dug into the fresh soil below. “I know all of your buttons.” She reached forth with a wing and caressed the feathers across her cheek. “And I will be sure to exploit them all.”

The response to that was locked in Chloe’s throat as she tried so desperately to swallow the lump currently lodged within it. Her poor brain didn’t know how to respond as it was just white hot, almost feral in nature.

“I…” was all that she could manage.

Lilith tilted her head to the side, looking so proud and cocky, arrogant even. “Hush now, little one, don’t waste your breath on words. I’ll require it for other things soon enough.”

At the mention of ‘other things’ her gaze briefly flicked downwards, glancing towards her own lower lips. This brought Chloe’s attention down as well, giving her a chance to appreciate just how wet they had become, a lustful juice coating them and dampening the fur around them.

“Shall I get rough?” Lilith teased.

Chloe looked her in the eye and nodded. “Please do.”

Lilith flapped her powerful wings, sending a billow of air bursting against Chloe’s frame. Though she put in just enough power to flutter upwards, lifting off of the ground by a good couple of feet. She then snapped forwards, using her clawed paws to grasp Chloe’s shoulders, seizing them.

It didn’t hurt, not much, barely prickling at her flesh. Though it was still enough leverage that Lilith managed to push herself forwards, flying at a jogging pace towards one of the many trees that circled this enclosure.

Chloe braced for impact as she hit the trunk, being pinned firmly between a rock and a hard place. Something sparked inside her little prey brain, making her squirm and mew, hoping for release.

It came a moment later as Lilith let go and then settled down upon the ground. Though relief only lasted a moment as she soon scooped her powerful wings underneath Chloe's arms and lifted her upwards, bringing her level with her face.

Up close, Chloe could appreciate every sharp edge and carnivorous intention in her Master’s complexion. It might’ve been her imagination but she could almost smell her Master’s last kill as if it somehow lingered heavy upon her breath. Those sharp teeth and dangerous lips immediately went for her neck, nipping at the flesh just above her carotid.

“You are mine,” Lilith growled.

Chloe gasped. “I’m yours.”

“My student to do with as I please,” Lilith went on, kissing Chloe’s neck. Her lips were so warm, warmer than they had any reasonable right to be. “My student to teach whatever lessons I see fit to teach.”

That long serpentine tongue extended from between her lips as she slowly dragged it up Chloe’s throat. It was like she was tasting her flesh while also bathing it in the ever present warmth of her breath.

Chloe shivered. “And what lesson would that be?”

“That there are consequences for not heeding my advice,” Lilith teased before humming. “Though I suppose that this might be seen as positive reinforcement for such poor behaviour.” She drew away and smirked at her pupil. “Maybe I should deny you instead.”

Chloe’s eyes widened. “Master.”

“That would surely reinforce the lesson that I am trying to teach,” Lilith teased.

“I’m sorry,” Chloe whined.

“What was that?” Lilith asked, now grinning at her. “My ears aren’t what they used to be.”

“I should’ve listened to your advice and followed your instructions better,” Chloe stated, hating that lingering desperation in her voice. “I should’ve…”

“That will do,” Lilith said, nodding towards her.

She then lunged forwards and pressed her lips against Chloe’s own, sharing in an impassioned little union. Their mouths melded together, into one, and soon Lilith’s tongue pressed forth to fill the void.

All Chloe could do was react to the intrusion, dancing her own meagre tongue around the one that currently invaded her mouth.

Lilith’s tongue was just so long and powerful, easily able to bat aside her puny little appendage. It explored her mouth freely, probing at places that no mortal equivalent would’ve ever had a hope of being able to match.

Chloe reached up and gripped Lilith’s shoulder, digging her fingers into the solid wall of feathers and muscular flesh.

Though it didn’t seem that Lilith minded in the slightest, instead taking that as a sign to press even harder and explore further than before. She showed no restraint as she wedged her tongue inside, pressing deeper and deeper, pushing forwards with such eager ambitions and reckless disregard for safety.

It didn’t seem like a tongue should get this long, it felt impossible, like some sort of affront to reality itself. Yet, that tongue filled her mouth completely and then went further still, probing at the very back of her throat.

Chloe let out a stifled gag, gipping her Master even tighter than before. Though she was looking into the beast’s eyes, seeing that coy playfulness that was just brimming within. This was like a feline who had just caught prey, desiring to torment it before the kill.

The tongue didn’t cease its advance but tried again, this time having a little more success as it pushed inside by the barest amount. Once more, it touched places that shouldn’t have been touched, caressing the inside of her throat and garnering another ugly gag as her student wretched upon it. Though this time there was no retreat.

Chloe could feel a heat in her core, sensing the blossom of warmth against her lower lips. She both hated and adored the way that she could be read like a book.

Finally, Lilith drew back, pulling away from Chloe’s mouth in the process. She kept her tongue extended, clearly doing this so Chloe could appreciate the full length of the appendage as she pulled it out.

It really was impressive, long and girthy, so flexible as it curled and lashed out. It seemed that Lilith knew the prize that she held onto, once more looking so cocky and utterly in control of the situation. Though she soon drew that very same tongue back into her own mouth, finally stopping with her foreplay as she smacked her lips together with self satisfaction.

“You are such a fascinating toy,” the beast teased.

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Chloe could feel those predatory eyes upon her face, sizing her up, looking for any little slips in her composure.

“Please,” she whispered.

“Please what?” Lilith asked, snorting. She continued to grin so coyly.

Chloe shivered and glanced down her body, knowing that this would draw the beast’s attention downwards as well. Sure, there was fabric in the way but there were more senses than just sight afforded to her companion.

“Ah,” Lilith teased, drawing in a deep breath through her nose. Clearly, the scent was alluring as she shivered with glee. “It seems that you are absolutely soaked right now.” She sighed. “If only there was some way that I could help you address that.”

“Please,” Chloe tried again, sounding a little more desperate than before.

“There’s that word again,” Lilith said, leaning forwards and kissing Chloe’s throat, ensuring that her teeth prickled at the flesh as she did so. “Please, please, please. You say the word but you don’t provide me with a request to follow. Please, water? Please, help me? Please, what? I need you to be specific with your words, my pupil.”

Chloe whined so shrilly, hating how embarrassed she felt. Her face was practically on fire at this point, just brimming with her desires. Yet, this woman, this beast, this witch in front of her refused to do anything about it.

“Please! Chloe tried, forcing herself to breathe, to work through this problem. “Please eat me out?”

“Oh!” Lilith beamed. “There we go, finally got a proper sentence out of you.”

There was a twinkle in her eyes, the edge of her smile growing even more mischievous than before. Chloe knew that look and it filled her with fear.

“No,” Lilith finally said.

Chloe’s eyes widened. “But!”

“No buts,” Lilith dictated. “You failed your lessons and were nearly killed for it. I do not see fit in rewarding that kind of behaviour in one of my students.”

She drew away and pulled her wings back, causing Chloe to skid down the tree and settle upon solid ground.

“Master!” Chloe tried.

“However,” Lilith added, winking at her. “I might be more agreeable if you were to service me first.”

She took a couple steps back before plopping down upon the ground, spreading her long inhumane legs and showing off that last little bit of glistening humanity nestled between them.

It was a tempting treat, so alluring and just beaconing for Chloe to come over. A part of her thought about resisting the temptation, providing her Master with the same kind of denial that she had offered to her. Though she knew that such an embargo would not work out in her favour.

Hell, not even her own body wanted such a thing, the heat in her core growing so warm and tempting. No, there would be no denying this.

As such, she took a step forward and fell to her knees before her Master. She crawled over, placing herself into that tempting spot between her thighs.

Her attention went towards the left leg first, planting a tender little kiss upon its thigh. She nibbled at the feathery flesh, discovering how strange the texture was. It wasn’t unpleasant, by any stretch, just different, tickling at the little voice at the very back of her mind. This was a part of her which reveled in the exotic nature of this encounter, craving the strangeness of it

She trailed her way a little higher, planting a few more kisses as she made her way closer and closer to her Master’s sex. As she worked, she felt the harpy’s other leg drape across her back. The talons of its paw scratched at her shirt. For now, the gesture was kindly, comforting, like a lover’s caress.

Yet it was a still distinct warning. This emboldened Chloe, making her work even harder to please this beast and spare herself a less kind treatment when it came to those razor-sharp claws.

“Very good, my student,” Lilith teased.

Chloe soon transitioned from feathers and to a fuzzy coat, kissing the brownish fur that was nestled upon the final bit of Lilith’s inner thighs. She was so close to her sex now, drawing in a breath and taking in the earthy essence of her Master’s lust.

“I can’t believe you’re being so mean,” Chloe teased. “Making me do all the work.”

“Yes, I’m such a vile woman,” Lilith chided, rolling her eyes

Chloe smirked. “A witch.”

One of Lilith’s claws extended and she traced it in a teasing little circle upon Chloe’s back. There was just enough pressure to risk the fabric, threatening to cut into it and then the flesh below.

Chloe took the warning and dipped forwards, pressing her lips firmly against Lilith’s lower counterparts. Her sex was so warm and her juices plentiful, coating Chloe’s lips and tongue. They had a corrupting taste which meddled with her mind.

It was an alluring nectar, so sinful and just brimming with vile intentions. It was a wine so perverse that no maiden could ever hope to deny its grasp upon her. And worst of all, that mere taste wasn’t enough to sate her desires.

So, Chloe shoved her entire tongue into her Master, parting her folds and swirling it around in tight little circles. Her progress was aided by the existing ration of lust, making her voyage that much easier as there was no friction slowing her tongue.

Her hands gripped into each of Lilith’s thighs, squeezing them for leverage.

“Very good, dear,” Lilith teased, her voice corrupted by just the edge of impending lust.

She reached down with a wing and placed it upon the back of Lilith’s head, stroking at her scalp with the tip of it.

The reassuring touch emboldened Chloe, getting her to push deeper, pressing her tongue further. She journeyed beyond the surface of her folds and plunged inside, swirling around again and again. The taste of her Master’s pussy was divine, intoxicating even.

Lilith cooed softly. Her breathing had taken on a laboured quality and such a sinful little melody ebbed forth from her, sounding tantalizing and daring.

It was honestly enticing, driving Chloe onwards. Every note made her exploration more fruitful as she pushed her poor little human tongue to its absolute limits in an effort to hear such pleasured sounds again. She swirled and lashed out, seemingly at random, trying to figure out what would bring about the most enjoyment possible. Her motions were clumsy but they were done with heart.

“Come now,” Lilith teased. “This isn’t your first time eating my pussy, dear. Please show at least a little discipline, if you would.”

Chloe’s cheeks warmed but she nodded.

She slowed down, just a little, focusing more on maintaining a steady rhythm with the circular movements of her tongue. She noticed how much more effective this was, feeling it in the quiver of her Master and in the strengthening of her song as it soon filled the clearing with unrestrained mirth.

“Very good,” Lilith dictated.

Her heavy wing drew away and came back down. It took Chloe a moment to realize that this was an attempt at a reassuring pat.

Chloe eased back, just a little, dragging her tongue along her Master’s folds before instead focusing on the little button that blossomed from atop her sex. She gave it a firm suckle, probing at it with her tongue.

Lilith gasped, letting out an animalistic rumble from the back of her throat.

“You’ve been practicing,” she chided.

Chloe scoffed and drew away, just enough to speak. Though she still allowed her warm breath to roll across her Master’s sensitive flesh. “Practice with whom? You are the only companion that I have out in the middle of this forest.”

“You definitely found a way,” Lilith grumbled.

Chloe rolled her eyes and dipped forwards, suckling upon this lovely little button again. She placed one hand upon Lilith’s thigh, digging her fingers into the flesh and ensuring that her Master could feel her sharp nails. After all, a little bit of pain always went well with overwhelming pleasure. It was like a little accent or a dash of seasoning.

Though her other hand went for something more intimate as she extended two fingers. She pressed these into her Master’s soaking wet cunt, pushing inside all the way to the knuckles.

“Fuck,” Lilith groaned. “Very good, dear.””

Chloe took that as permission to continue as she started to slowly pump her digits, pressing them into her beloved teacher again and again. Her pace was steady but not reckless, her tempo controlled.

She was taught to never rush things and that was a lesson which had been worked into her repeatedly at this point. It seemed to have its intended effect as the harpy chirped, surrendering her pleasure in the form of crude birdsong.

“Keep going,” Lilith dictated.

Not that Chloe really needed to be told to do so. She lapped and licked away, not letting her vigour tarry in the slightest. She moaned against her Master, bathing her clit in the warmth of her euphoria. All the while she still slammed her fingers into her cunt.

Lilith seemed like she was about to say something but her voice faltered, falling away into a thin white noise of raw ecstasy. It was incredible to hear such feral pleasure, picking up on every little grunt, groan, and animalistic rumble that came forth from her.

And that wasn’t even accounting for how exotic the tastes and smells were, both of which were earthy with notes of something that wasn’t entirely human to spice things up. It was an intriguing pair of sensations and Chloe wished to sample them for as long as she possibly could.

“Nearly there,” Lilith whispered, shivering. “Harder, please.”

For a moment, Chloe considered turning the tables and denying Lilith. Though she knew that such a thing would not go well for her.

Instead, she nodded and pulled her fingers out, instead replacing them with her lips as she slammed her tongue deep inside. She circled it around within these folds, enjoying her meal with a frantic burst of renewed energy. She did her best to try and remember what parts of her Master’s flesh bore the most fruitful results, dancing between these nerves so nimbly.

At the same time, she reached up with her fluid drenched fingers and rubbed frantically at the little button which she had just abandoned.

These two motions paired together so divinely with one another, bringing about a finality as Lilith cried out with vigour. Both of her wings slammed down hard, causing the ground to shudder against the impact.

Her hips bucked forwards and soon a stream of juices came gushing out, coating the inside of Chloe’s mouth and plastering against her face. It was a violent orgasm, forceful and potent in nature. And it lasted for a good long while as strand after strand of arousal filled her mouth.

It was so virile that she couldn’t even swallow it fast enough, causing her to gag and for some to come sputtering up as she hacked and coughed. This pleasure almost seemed ceaseless though slowly it ran its course. The spurts grew weaker and weaker until both parties were left panting desperately for breath.

“Very good, little one,” Lilith whispered.

Chloe drank what little of this orgasm remained. Though she could still feel it stuck upon her face. As her Master started to draw back, she saw that heavy strands of it hung in the middle of the air, connecting the two of them together in a spiderweb of raw depravity.

“Holy shit,” Chloe whispered.

Lilith let out an amused little snort, standing up and taking a step back. All of these strands immediately severed and fell away, either landing upon Chloe’s attire or the earth below.

“That was amazing,” Chloe added, resting her head upon the soil. “Holy shit, you cum a lot while you’re in this form.”

Lilith smirked. “Suppose there is something to be gained from adding a little bit of beastliness to the bedroom, huh?”

“Think you can learn a wolf form?” Chloe asked.

Lilith scoffed and looked down at her harpy body. “This form took me years to master, dear. I can’t even imagine how much longer it would take me to learn another at this age.” She cocked a brow. “And why a wolf form exactly?”

Chloe looked off to the side, feeling a little bit of red enter her cheeks. “Uh… no reasons.”

“Is it because they have knotted cocks?” Lilith teased.

Chloe opened her mouth to refute this but then closed it once again. That was all the answer she needed to provide as her Master scoffed. The sound of which only caused an even more intense shade of red to come flooding into her already embarrassed cheeks.

“You are so predictable,” Lilith said, shaking her head. “Never change.”

She stretched her wings above her body, pulling her form taut and cracking the stiffness out of her many joints. It was lovely to just witness the strength of this body, as her power was etched into every muscle.

Though Chloe must’ve been caught staring as Lilith looked down at her and winked.

“Shall I help you as well?” Lilith asked.

Chloe bit her lip. “I mean if you want to.”

“Well in that case…” Lilith turned and made a show of taking a step away. Though the ruse was not very convincing as she promptly paused and shook her head. “Kidding kidding.”

Chloe scrunched her expression and playfully glared at her. “That’s not funny.”

“Oh, it’s very funny,” Lilith replied. She then clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth. “Alright, get up and allow your Master to take care of you.”

Chloe did just that, getting to her feet and placing her hands upon the waistline of her shorts. She wiggled her hips and pulled them off, flushing as she realized that there was a pronounced wet spot within the crotch of them. Still, she tossed them aside without comment, planting her hands upon her hips as she looked up at her Master.

She was already very aware of the size difference between them. Still, it was hard not to feel the gulf between them.

Lilith offered a predatory smile, leaning forwards and bracing her wings against the tree behind Chloe. She bore down upon her, invading her personal space.

“How about a kiss?” she teased.

Chloe nodded and pressed her lips gingerly against her Master’s own. She knew the game that was about to unfold and knew it well.

First, there was a small peck, a teasing little gesture to warm things up. And as Lilith drew back from it, she grinned, making a show of licking her lips with that big long tongue that she had.

“My cunt tastes fantastic upon your lips, dear,” she teased, grinning as she said such uncouth things with not so much as an ounce of reservation.

Chloe drew in a breath, feeling even more heat within her complexion. She shuffled nervously, waiting for…

Lilith pressed forwards and forced her mouth against Chloe’s own, pushing her firmly against the tree and giving her scarcely a chance to even breathe. Her lips soon parted and her tongue pushed forth, forcing Chloe to do the same as she invaded her mouth.

Just like before, Chloe clutched at her Master’s flesh, digging her fingers into the thick wall of feathers around her chest. Her eyes were wide and a lustful note escaped her as that tongue ventured so wonderfully deep, brushing aside Chloe’s own while probing at the very back of her throat.

There was no foreplay, not this time, as Lilith forced her bulky tongue inside. She fought through Chloe’s pitiful gag reflex, stimulating parts of her anatomy that were never meant to be stimulated in the first place.

Chloe balled one of her hands into a fist and smacked it against Lilith’s chest though such a gesture was fruitless. This was a beast, a half-monster, someone who took what they wanted and wouldn’t be deterred by such mortal efforts as resistance.

Her eyes watered and she gagged so pitifully. Though Lilith remained locked firmly in place, looking her in the eye while she suffocated. There was a devilish coyness in those piercing green eyes, a playful sadism that lingered just under the surface.

And just as the first signs of asphyxiation made themselves known, did Lilith finally draw back. As she did so, she ensured to once more show off the full length of her impressive tongue, extracting it nice and slow.

The departure left Chloe panting for breath, feeling a flustered heat deep within her core. Though she wasn’t given very long to fixate on this as Lilith reached down with her wings, holding them under her hindquarters and lifting her up.

“Would you like me to help you sate your desires?” Lilith asked.

Chloe nodded quickly.

“Now, now, we already went through this lesson, dear,” Lilith teased, allowing herself one experimental lick along the full length of Chloe’s folds. Her tongue was so warm, brimming with a tingling sensation that ebbed through her student’s form. “So, I’ll ask you again, do you want me to help sate your desire?”

“Yes please,” Chloe whispered, offering a shaky smile. “Please take care of my desires, Master.”

Lilith didn’t need to be asked twice as she promptly started to ease her tongue inside, snaking into her. Just like with her mouth, the sheer volume of tongue worked in her favour, managing to stimulate all sorts of strange and interesting places inside of Chloe’s sex.

Chloe cried out and reached forth with both of her hands, grasping the thick mane of feathers that surrounded Lilith’s face. She held onto it for dear life, gritting her teeth together as another note of euphoria escaped her.

“I can taste your excitement,” Lilith teased as she drew away, only a little. “Your arousal is such a tempting prize, dear.”

“More,” Chloe whispered. “More… please.”

“I can do more,” Lilith replied, amusement dripping from her voice just like pleasure dripped from Chloe’s lips.

She was so close to Chloe’s sex that her words brushed against her cunt with each breathy note, making a familiar intimacy linger upon all of her amused syllables. They had done this a hundred times before and the act never got old, never grew tiresome or boring.

Lilith pressed forwards and once more started to snake inside. She took her time, grazing across sensitive flesh as she wormed her way deeper and deeper with each successive motion.

Chloe gasped and allowed one of her hands to leave Lilith’s feathered mane. She looked down at the woman and could see a predator’s glint within those cool and animalistic eyes. That smoulder alone was enough to make a chill course through her and set off a fresh nucelli of pleasure.

“May I?” she asked, reaching down with her hand and moving towards her pussy.

Lilith offered the smallest of nods, affirming her consent.

So, Chloe rested a pair of fingers against her clit, toying with the little mound of flesh. She rubbed at it in gentle little motions, taking her time and not wanting to rush things. This sensation combined with the tongue, being enough to make her moans start anew, filling the venue with such pleasured euphoria.

It didn’t take long before there was a tension within her belly, a familiar smoulder that had started to take hold. She knew the signs of her bliss, could feel it within her belly and radiating throughout her form. It was so hot, so intense, driving all sorts of pleasured notes out from between her lips.

This tongue was an impossible force, so large, absolutely filling Chloe to the burst point as it continued to push inside, apparently having no limits to its length. She didn’t know that being this stuffed could feel so pleasurable but the tongue did its job well, leaving scarcely any room for even her juices to come oozing out.

She gritted her teeth together as her legs feebly twitched, kicking out and hitting her Master’s back. The pleasure in her core was white hot and unrelenting, so universal in its intensity.

“I’m close,” Chloe croaked.

Lilith scoffed and looked her in the eye, relaying a silent command between the two of them. It was one that had been worked into Chloe’s grey matter after so many prior encounters such as this one.

‘You’ll wait for permission, my pupil.’

Chloe whimpered but nodded.

It seemed like such a daunting objective, impossible to obey in her current state. How could she possibly even think about holding off against this ceaseless advance? The sheer size of the tongue meant that every little twitch and motion brushed against many different excitable nerves inside of her tender sex.

Reluctantly, Chloe drew her hand back. She wished beyond reason to continue playing with her clit but knew that it was unsustainable without her Master’s consent to finish.

Lilith slowly drew her tongue back, taking things passively in order to draw the moment out. It was intense, feeling the sheer girth of the thing that was currently leaving her sopping wet hole. The poor organ ached, dripping its pleasure so freely.

Chloe wanted nothing more than to cum but knew that such a thing was beyond reach.

“P-please,” Chloe whispered.

It felt like an eternity but finally Lilith reached her goal as only the tip of that predatory tongue lingered within her folds. At which point Lilith started to circle it around inside of her, brushing against the inner walls with a joyful eagerness. Around and around, her nimble tongue went and Chloe’s voice rose in response as this appendage seemed to seek out only the most sensitive of places.

Her entire being shuddered so violently as that tongue worked her over, her core shuddering, just begging for its desperately needed release.

“Please,” Chloe tried. “Please let me cum, Master.”

This seemed to please Lilith, garnering a thin smile from her.

“More,” Lilith groaned as she pulled her tongue free. She lingered close to those lower lips, exhaling against them as she spoke. “I love the sound of you begging dear and I want more of it.”

Chloe shivered. “Please Master, please grant this creature relief.” She closed her eyes, letting out a pent-up sigh before whining. “I need this more than I need water, I need this more than I need air.”

Lilith positively cooed at this, slowly dragging the tip of her tongue along Chloe’s folds. Though the gesture was scarcely relief. No, it was a tease, a taunt, something only meant to extend this torment and Chloe’s desperate desire for relief.

“Master!” Chloe huffed.

Lilith clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth. “Are you starting to get uppity with me, little one?” She snorted and made a show of shaking her head. “That isn’t how we get the things that we want and you should know that by now.”

“Please,” Chloe whined, trying to grind her hips forwards. Though they found no purchase, no leverage, instead rocking against nothing more than the cool forest air. “I’m begging you… I need…” She shivered. “I need this, Master. I need to cum… I need to clear my head. I can’t… I can’t think of anything else besides how good you make me feel.”

Lilith closed her eyes and purred, positively shivering at that statement. It was like those words had given her strength, filled her with a fresh courage. Those notes of duress and of raw desperation were like cords on a love song performed so perfectly.

As such, she crammed her face against Chloe’s cunt. Her tongue parted those folds with ease, slamming inside and snaking around with gusto, filling her up once again with little hinderance or reservation,

“Fuck!” Chloe barked. “Is… is that…” She shivered and quaked. “May I please cum?”

As she looked down at Lilith, she saw her Master roll her eyes and offer the slimmest of nods, surrendering her consent.

So, Chloe reached down and touched her little mound, rubbing two fingers against it. The pleasure was intense, electric, brimming with lustful energy.

She gritted her teeth together, feeling the fire in her core rapidly approaching a crescendo. And it hit soon enough, tipping Chloe over the edge and sprawling here into the awaiting waters of bliss. She cried out loudly, grasping her Master’s mane as if her life depended on it.

The harpy didn’t seem eager to retreat as she lingered there, guzzling down the abundant juices as they came gushing forth. The beast was strong in this endeavour, not fleeting even as Chloe ground her hips forward, rocking against her face and trying to drown her

Until finally, this seemingly ceaseless euphoria came to its inevitable end, leaving Chloe a haggard mess whose body twitched with the aftershock of glee.

Only then did Lilith finally draw back, her beastly complexion matted with moisture. She grinned and licked her lips, leering at her pupil as she did so.

“You taste divine, dear,” she teased.

Chloe closed her eyes and nodded, barely having the strength to even do that.

Lilith slowly lowered Chloe towards the ground where she discovered just how unsteady her footing now was. Her legs wobbled underneath her as she almost took a tumble. Though thankfully she managed to catch herself, staying steady upon two untrustworthy legs.

“That was…” she chuckled, shaking her head. “That was intense, Master.”

“I’m glad that you enjoyed yourself,” Lilith chided.

She whistled a song under her breath and Chloe took this opportunity to open her eyes once more. Before her, the harpy was engulfed in a ward which caused those sickly crunches to grace her ears once more. Slowly the beast went through its transformation, shrinking and growing more human with each passing moment and jerking snap of bones and muscles. Her wings turned to arms and her feathers merged back into flesh, hair, and the fabric of a shawl which now covered her body.

“You look like you could use a cup of tea,” Lilith commented, cracking her neck. She winced as she rubbed at a spot near her collarbone. “Gods, it is not comfortable having you up there for too long.”

“I’m sorry,” Chloe whispered.

Lilith chuckled. “Don’t be, little one, it was well worth it to hear you moan like that.”

Chloe bit her lip. “It was pretty good.”

“Now are you able to walk?” Lilith asked, giving her a little bit of space. “Or should I bring your lunch out to you?”

Chloe cautiously pushed away from the tree, wobbling a little. It seemed tenuous for a moment as she kind of just swayed back and forth. Though in the end, she managed to take a lurching step forward, heading towards the little cabin across the clearing.

“I can walk,” she said.

Lilith nodded and took the lead. “So, I’m thinking of making a nice black tea and maybe assembling some meats and berries. That deer I hunted just finished curing last night and the sausage smells fantastic.”

“That sounds nice,” Chloe said. “Then maybe after that you could teach me about whatever potion you needed ingredients for?”

“Ah yes, of course, can’t let your little adventure have been done in vain,” Lilith chided. “By the way, my student…”

Chloe perked up. “Yes, Master?”

“I’m glad that you’re okay,” Lilith said, working her jaw. “I…”

Though her sentence promptly faltered.

“I care about you too,” Chloe offered.

Lilith perked up and smiled at that, offering a little nod in exchange. “Couldn’t have said it better myself.”

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