Rylai writhed as the many hands took her. The wave of purple limbs groped and massaged the Maidens squirming body, commanded by a malign intellect she knew all too well. Rylai let out a moan, the familiars knew every spot and every place that made her squeal in ecstatic delight.

But there was something missing, someone missing, and when that thought hit Rylai, it all became hollow. She rubbed her thighs together, tried fiercely to push herself into that right spot, but without him, she just didn’t have the will. No matter how much she tried, the feeling was never sated.

The dream always ended the same way, with Rylai on an edge she would never fall from. Every morning the Crystal Maiden would find herself naked, covered in a thin layer of sweat, naked, the scent of her arousal a thick musk in the cold air of Icewrack. She sighed, pushing herself off the edge of the bed. Rylai stretched, remembering she did have a war to fight, but she couldn’t go like this.

It had been like this for a month, a month since the visit of the Elemental, and the thought never left her mind. Every single second of every single day, she longed for his touch, the feelings he brought her before, but he had never appeared again.

As she warmed the water of her bath using the little fire magic she knew, Rylai was reminded of the aching warmth in her nether regions. Laying down in the shallow pool, she tried to restrain herself, trying to think of something else, but the pattern repeated itself. She found her fingers tracing across her soft stomach, Rylai closing her eyes and biting her lip as she found the heat, and warmth.

Rylai’s bit her limp as her slit tingled, even the slightest brush of tips of her fingers against her nether lips was exhilarating, sending a shiver of pleasure through her. Spreading her legs, she began to thrust her fingers into her drenched pussy, her neck twitching as she hit the spot. Her juices mingled with the bath water heat built further and further, before it reached its apex. For a few seconds, Rylai let herself bask in the aftermath of it, almost drunkenly sliding down the bath. This wouldn’t be the last time she did this today.

***

The Radiant camp was crowded, and Rylai was squashed between the many other heroes called to the briefing. Ever since Legion had arrived things had been like this, organised, militaristic, Rylai just wanted to help people, she didn’t really think of herself as much of a soldier. She pulled at her collar, trying to ignore the returning feeling between her legs, while watching as Tresdin marched up onto the raised podium. Alongside Legion Dragon Knight and Sven stood, effectively her lieutenants, though she’d heard rumours;

“Warriors of the Radiant, we love to fight, and anyone who says otherwise is a liar. These Dire sons of bitches don’t know what’s coming, they never know what’s coming!”

Rylai struggled to keep her focus on Tresdin, trying to ignore the feeling. Awkwardly she stood between Juggernaut and Elder Titan, forcing her arms against her sides. As she gazed up at the ranting Tresdin, she could feel herself growing warmer, the heat of her arousal flaring as she imagined Bane taking her. A roar came up from the crowd as Tresdin raised her fist, Rylai could barely keep focus as the Legion Commander explained her plans;

“If we pull this off, the war could be over within a year. Once these bastards are dead, the others won’t take long to scatter, and our road to the Dire Ancient is secured!”

Another thunderous roar from the crowd shook Rylai into life, and quickly the Crystal Maiden became meek as she realised what was going on. In her horny day dreaming daze, Rylai had slipped her hand beneath her skirt and began to tease herself, as if possessed by some spirit of lust. Thanking whatever gods she could name that no one had noticed her, Rylai stood to attention as Legion concluded her speech;

“Now, go out there and do the Radiant proud!”

As the others spread out, Rylai stood there in a confused haze, trying to figure out where she was supposed to go. Tresdin caught sight of her, and Rylai watched as the armoured woman advanced on her, grabbing her arm and dragging Rylai with her; “I wonder why they let silly girls into the army, I really, really do.” She didn’t even respond to Tresdin’s comment.

***

She followed Tresdin as quickly as she could, marching through the dead Dire forest, trying to avoid detection and be as stealthy as she possibly could, but Rylai was not built for this. She glanced back to Tresdin, who, halberd in hand, searched for any sign of opponents; “Tresdin” Rylai called out wearily; “Do I really have to be part of the scouting group, and shouldn’t you be, with the others?”

Legion turned to look at her as Rylai finally caught up with her; “I’m doing this for your own good Rylai. You are slow, weak, don’t pay attention. In short, you aren’t a good soldier. This will be good for you.”

Rylai scowled at Tresdin’s comment, but unwilling to start a conflict, stayed silent and continued to follow the Commander as they pushed through the rotting and decaying foliage. Tresdin paused for a second, pulling Rylai close and pointing towards and open area of the forest and into the treeline behind it;

“You see that opening? We have to cross through it and over to that area of forest, then move through that. At the other side, we’ll meet up with the others and out flank the main Dire army. With that, we can perform a pincer movement. Just like at Stalingrad. Understand?”

Slowly the Maiden shook her head; “Tresdin, around half of what you just said was entirely alien to me.” Smirking, the Legion Commander grabbed her by the shoulder and smiled; “Good, let’s move.”

Legion pushed herself out of the foliage first, advancing into the open, Halberd drawn in a defensive stance. Slowly Rylai followed, her coat and cape ripped in places due to thorns and jagged branches, leading to sniggers from Tresdin; “This is why you need armour, not a dress.” Rylai growled, pointing a finger at the Commander;

“It’s not a dress, it’s a cer-“

Rylai was thrown to the ground by Tresdin, who directed her halberd to a target the Maiden couldn’t see. Tresdin was crouched beside her, weapon at the ready, and Rylai was instantly taken off guard by her expression. Gone was the courageous and cocky smirk, now filled with a weariness. As Rylai rolled over to face the attacker, the same fear gripped her. Bane. He drifted towards them, in one hand he carried a long purple sabre. Tresdin whispered; “He was cloaked, watch my back for any others.”

But she said nothing in response, Rylai was totally fixated on Bane, unable to tear away her gaze. The wetness in her nether regions returned, and the heat surged through her body, her own scent was filling her nostrils. Thoughts of Bane violating her surged through her mind.

***

For Bane, being away from his Maiden had felt like an eternity. Now that eternity was about to end. He had been busy while he was away, but it would all be worth it. His plan was set in motion, and it could not be stopped. While his beauty was transfixed in fear and arousal, the interloper proved a minor distraction. He swung his right arm in her general direction, and instantly the weight of Tresdin’s own armour became too much for her. Another swift movement of his hand and an inky bubble consumed her face, Bane’s interest lost.

His eyeless gaze set on his precious thing. She lay on her hands and knees, hood drawn across her face. Her soul flared with confusion, fear and arousal filling her head with thoughts she simply could not comprehend. It only added to Bane’s own growing libido, the Elemental reaching down to take hold of her head, moving Rylai’s face to look up at him;

“I have missed you greatly, my dear Maiden” with little effort, Bane plucked her from the ground. With his four limbs he pulled her against his chest, removing her hood and holding her tightly against him. She trembled, her arms wrapping around him. Atropos had certainly left his mark, but remembered he had a job to do. Taking her shaking head in his hands, Bane spoke;

“Now, listen carefully my sweet, I have a gift for you. It will mean we be together forever.”

She squirmed and writhed, and Bane quickly realised one of Rylai’s hands was below her skirt, and that she was madly pleasuring herself. His presence had pushed her into a state of lust that was going to drive her mad if not relived, and so Bane took the most logical step. Grabbing her thighs with his lower arms, he raised her into the air.

With his secondary arms Bane pulled away her panties, tearing the elastic and throwing them off to the side. She hopefully wouldn’t be noticed, but his plan would not work with her like this, as much as he loved it. His serpent tongue slid from his mouth, rolling across her inner thighs. Her moans were music to his ears, Atropos’s touch alone enough to drive her mad, but he wasn’t here to tease, though he did love to do it. He was quickly, running his serpentine length across her sex, attacking madly, hitting every spot he could. Any noise she could make was a mess of moans and squeals.

Penetrating deep inside of her, Bane could feel her tight walls begin to close on his tongue, Rylai spasming in his hold. She tasted wonderful, and he made sure his withdrawal was slow, letting the Maiden ride out her orgasm. Swiftly, Bane dropped her onto her feet, straitening the girl up and making sure she didn’t collapse. Her hair was a mess and her makeup was running in some areas, but it didn’t matter, she was coming to her senses, and she quickly seemed to realise what had happened;

“Master… where have you been?” He smiled at her comment, holding her by the shoulders; “Busy, ensuring we can be together.”

***

He’d finally returned to her, and Rylai couldn’t help but collapse to her knees in her madness, and now she was inches away from clinging to him. His touch always seemed sensual, always seemed to cause her body pleasure, no matter what. Even Bane’s voice brought her some strange joy, and she watched as he produced something in his hands, before presenting it to her;

“My gift, to you”

It appeared to be her usual stave, but there was something odd about it, and as her hand touched the surface she felt a surge. She stood frozen for a second, a power flowing through her. Rylai felt stronger, faster, she could swear her power had been amplified; “We simply cannot be with one another while this little war goes on, or while I am known about to your comrades, or part of the Dire. Rather than drifting off, I thought I’d solve the problem for us.”

Bane took her original staff, and Rylai watched it turn to ash in his hands; “My gift, my lovely Rylai, is a special thing. Within it, a bit of me, so we’ll truly be together” he touched his finger to her head, running it along her gem stone, Rylai giggling and blushing at his sign of affection;

“But there is something important you must do, very important. When Tresdin wakes from her sleep, you must use your power to kill me.”

She nodded with a clear sense of doubt, Atropos chuckling warmly; “Do not worry, my feigned death will give us some time alone” Rylai stood on the tips of her toes as Bane ran his hand across her cheek and through her hair, before pulling away. Rylai watched as Bane moved into his previous position, not far from her and the still Tresdin. She drew up her new staff and took aim at her master, a nagging feeling of doubt filling her.

***

Bane released Tresdin from her enraptured sleep, knowing her presence would further his goal greatly, but draining her strength further. He watched as Rylai took aim, Atropos’s mind fleeing his body as she fired off the great blast of ice, Bane’s now empty form shattering into a thousand icy shards but Bane had a new anchor on the world. He peered from behind her eyes now, watching as events unfolded from the Maiden’s mind.

He was still quite pleased with how quickly the fertile ground of her mind had been corrupted into his service, and how loving a servant she had proved, Bane’s own twisted sense of affection delighting in the idea of Rylai as his and his alone. He’d already rooted himself so deeply into her soul, the two were almost one now, though of course, he remained in control…

***

She shuddered, stumbling backwards, almost tripping. The sight of Bane’s death shook her for a few seconds, but Rylai quickly straightened earth as a voice from within commanded her to. She glanced over to Legion, still recovering from Bane’s assault, and swiftly Rylai helped her up. With surprising strength, the Maiden was able to help Tresdin to her feet.

Rylai felt Legion place an armoured gauntlet on her shoulder, turning her to properly face her; “I don’t know how you did that, but that was some impressive work Maiden. I might have been wrong about you.”

The Crystal Maiden smiled at her allies comment, the two staring back over Bane’s destroyed form, chunks of purple exoskeleton and cracked flesh littered the earth, and his black blood frozen; “Hopefully he won’t be coming back” spat Tresdin. Rylai nodded with some solemnness; “Yeah, hopefully…”

There was movement in the tree-line behind them, and more of the Radiant warriors emerged, as Legion had planned, but from their flank shouts came. Rylai flipped around to see a mass of Dire servants emerging, and her grip on her staff tightened. The voice in her head whispered to Rylai once again; “Prove yourself here, and you prove yourself forever. My power is yours.”

Quickly the two battle lines collapsed into single warriors running at each other, and instantly Rylai found herself assailed. Clinkz revealed himself in a gust of ash, taking aim, but Rylai had already frozen him to the floor. The cold bit deep, his bones becoming brittle, and as Clinkz tried to break free his own form began to crumble. It did not take long for him to fall, while Rylai moved onto her next opponent.

Nyx scuttled forward, claws raised, carapace jagged, but her newfound power surged. Rylai directed her staff at the insect, and instantly his own weight became too much for him to bare. His own legs shattering under the weight of his body, Nyx could do nothing but sputter emptier praises to his goddess as Rylai froze his skull, and rammed her staff down upon it.

There was something that felt far too good to Rylai as she struck down opponents, something that made her feel strange inside, which quickly waxed into a feeling of joy, and then into a feeling of violent arousal. She was growing wetter and wetter, and with no underwear, Rylai had to go to some vague effort to hide the fact her juices were running down her creamy thighs.

By the battles end, Rylai was slightly shocked at how alive she felt. She’d killed several opponents, and had probably done more in the past half hour than she had in her past year within the Radiant, and it was thanks to Bane. Commendation from her allies was almost instantaneous, she’d never had something like it before. They praised her, and Tresdin spoke with her again, telling Rylai that her performance would serve them well in the coming months, and that the reward would be great.

But Rylai’s true reward lay in her bed at Icewrack. She couldn’t wait.

***

He was ever so pleased with her, ever, ever so pleased. She’d preformed beyond expectation, Rylai had done everything she had to and more, and Bane had fed well, basking in the aftermath of her murders. Bane had truly found something special in his love, who he had moulded into to a perfect servant. Now it was time for her reward.

She lay upon her bed, still dressed and sprawled across the covers, still dressed. Atropos advanced slowly, summoning up his familiars with a few faint words, tearing into reality and crawling towards the Crystal Maiden. He advanced towards the edge of her bed, Rylai now moving on her hands and knees towards him;

“I think you deserve something special for that performance, my Maiden, something fun…”

Bane reached forward and took her by the shoulders, while his tendril and hand servants wrapped around or gripped her ankles and wrists, Rylai giggling and moaning as they took hold of her. With a gesture from Bane, Rylai was lifted up into the air, hung before Bane so that his head was facing her stained skirt. He tore it away, to a shudder of excitement from his plaything.

As expected, she was extremely aroused and was still missing her thong, Rylai failing to replace it after their last encounter. With a sneer Bane moved closer, his head brushing against her sensitive thighs, tongue snaking out and softly running across her sex drawing a shocked gasp from Rylai. Her cold slit tasted wonderful, but as always he could not resist teasing her.

His head situated between her legs, Bane moved Rylai’s thighs onto his shoulders, tendrils moving to restrain her ankles again as he resumed his assault. His face was pressed against her slit, tongue plunging into her warm insides, Rylai’s screams of madness now muffled as a pair of hands took hold of her head, a tendril pushing inside of her mouth.

The taste of Rylai was so strong, the slick juices coating Bane’s face, filling his mouth with the delightful taste, while she was still so tight so much so his tongue to reach every inch of her insides. He searched for those places his servants had discovered, those places which drew the best reactions. Her muffled screams and groans grew louder whenever he found them, Rylai’s hips pressing against his head, Bane drinking in all he could. She was on the edge.

He pulled back, moving out of her thighs embrace, still tasting the Maiden’s juices on his face as he glanced over her. She was a fantastic sight, the pure Ice Maiden, bound and squiring as she desperately tried to cum;

“Beg” He commanded, a muffled moan escaping her lips, still filled by the thick tendril. Bane could feel it release into her mouth, the demon’s semen trailing down her lips, some out of her nose. With a weary voice, she mumbled again; “Please…”

Bane smiled; “Pardon?”

“Please, master, please, I’m so close…”

“I can’t hear you” he chided, running his fingers across her bare legs, watching as his servants tightened her bonds;

“MASTER, PLEASE, MAKE ME CUM” She shouted, and in silently glee he replied. He pushed his head between her thighs once again, face against her slit, tongue penetrating into her wet folds and entering deep into her warmth. With swift strikes she began to convulse, and quickly she shuddered, cumming across Bane’s eyeless features. As he body began to relax in the aftermath, he was swift to lap up her juices, the taste vaguely addictive.

***

Rylai took a few seconds to enjoy her orgasm, her head swimming with emotions, before she felt herself begging turned over, now resting on her stomach. She could feel Bane tear away her cape, revealing her bare back to him, his hands running across her skin, causing her to shudder. As before, the set of demonic hands grabbed her head, and the shaft tendril pressed against her lips, gaining entrance quickly. To be used like this was heaven for Rylai.

She could feel Bane drifting over her now, and felt her ass cheeks spread, Bane’s large penis pressing up against her other entrance. In an instant she felt him plunge inside of her, Rylai’s head arching back, but kept in the hold of the familiars, restraining her as she mumbled and groaned in delirious glee.

She pushed her hips up to accept his length, the feeling of pain going as he pushed deeper, his magic and her arousal clouding her mind, the penis tendril pushing deeper down her throat as well. She could hear Bane’s grunts of joy, and felt his hand stroke her hair, holding onto her head for a brief few moments before retracting as he continued to thrust into her. Another muffled moan filled her bedroom as Rylai came again, but Atropos certainly wasn’t finished. A further tendril joined the fray, beginning to massage her cunt as well.

As Bane’s thrusts increased in pace, she felt the tendril do so as well, Rylai being spit roasted madly by the horney Elemental. As she too began to reach climax, she felt Bane’s cock throb, firing his seed into and all over her pale ass as the phallic tendril sent another load into her throat.

He pulled away, Rylai’s bonds easing and releasing her onto the soft bed. A long, warm strand of cum dripped down her thighs, Rylai could still taste some in her mouth, and watched as Atropos awkwardly sat himself on the bed;

“That was very fun, master” she spoke brightly, pushing closer to the Elemental, who edged closer to her. She could spy his growing erect with hungry eyes, and felt Bane take hold of her with his long limbs, pulling her close; “Indeed it was, my little ice maiden, we should try more things should we not” Rylai nodded eagerly again. Her thoughts were filled with ideas for the future.

***

Lanaya paced around the broken Dire forest, passing dead trees and crossing cracked earth as she approached the spot. It had only been a couple of days since Legion’s successful offensive, and the apparent new found power of the Crystal Maiden. The boring blonde had been of little interest to the Templar before, but it seemed strange that such a weak support had been able to gain such power. She had to know, for the safety of the Hidden Ones, of course.

As she approached the site, she passed several of the still frozen revenants of fallen Dire soldiers, the shattered Nyx and Clinkz lying in piles, and the most notable of all, Atropos. A small crater was his grave, and Lanaya plucked a shard of his remains from the earth. There was no way the girl could have done this, her magic’s where far too weak. Lanaya would find out what was going on.

But something caught her eye, and quickly the Templar moved to retrieve it. She picked it up from the floor, a small piece of cloth, black, slightly damp. With a shudder she realised it was a thong, Rylai’s to be precise.

Not the kind of clue she was expecting.