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“I taught you everything you know, and this is how you repay me?!” Lucilla called after Diamond, though I doubted she could be heard, “By giving it all away to some whore?” Lucilla huffed away, then noticed me, “Sorry, Tera.” “There’s no need to apologize for honesty.” I replied, “My daughter is-or was - a prostitute. Now, I don’t know what she is. A monogamous succubus is… well, it’s a contradiction. It’s strange for Justina to make such a rash, emotional decision; she’s usually so level-headed.” “Level-headedness seems to be short supply now.” Lucilla lamented, watching Julia. The ex-nun stood alone for a moment, her eyes fixed on Willowbud, her posture conveying deep uncertainty. Then she made her decision, and walked toward the Earth Former. “What is going on Big Tits with those two?” I asked. “Julia thinks she can fix Willowbud… by fucking her.” Lucilla spat. I recalled the look on Willowbud’s face when Julia stuck her dick up her ass, and wondered idly if the good sister was on to something. That thought inevitably led to me wondering how Julia would feel in my ass, which led to me fantasizing about Willowbud and Julia turning me into a bridge, which led to a fantasy of all three gods filling me up, which finally led to the absurd fantasy my musings always degraded to: a world made of penis. I would amateur frolic through the phalli fields, climb Purplehead Mountain, swim through rivers of viscous white… the mind of a succubus really is a disgusting place, which made Angela’s foray into Justina’s conscience a truly remarkable feat of mental of fortitude. Angela… in all of yesterday’s chaos, I’d completely forgotten that Brandon’s sister had made an abrupt appearance, and then an abrupt disappearance. Willowbud could see the infantile Sentient, but Willowbud hadn’t seen her, which meant when Willowbud vaporized Gloria’s house, Angela had found a very close and convenient place to hide… “Tera?!” Lucilla snapped in my ear. “Huh?” I offered an apologetic smile, “I’m sorry Princess, my mind wanders. What was it you were saying?” “I asked you what the fuck we we’re going to do about Freydis and Flora!” Lucilla hissed. “What can we do?” I sighed, “Since I didn’t release them from my slavery, they’ll both be hobbled by the physical effects for days. If we’re lucky, they’ll try to scratch the itch, and only make it worse, but something tells me Freydis isn’t lacking in self-control, and Flora is the same. My sister is a lot of things, but weak-willed is not one of them.” “Can’t you just… sniff them out?” “I’m not a dog, Lucilla.” I frowned, “If they were male, then I could tell you what they had for dinner two months ago, but since they’re female, I can only detect them if they’re very close, and Drastin is very big. Did you tell Julia about our problem?” “Yeah,” Lucilla murmured, watching as Julia placed her hands on Willowbud’s shoulders, “but she doesn’t seem too worried. She said she has faith in Freydis to make the right decision, whatever that is. We should at least warn Astrid.” “I thought about it.” I muttered, watching Astrid undo Willowbud’s belt, “But Astrid can’t keep a secret worth a shit, and at this point, I’m not sure she wouldn’t sell out her own mother for a pat on the back from her mistress.” “She carries the Sword of Iona; shouldn’t that make her High Guard?” “Technically, yes.” I replied, “She beat Freydis in a duel, but for whatever reason, Freydis never relented. From what I gathered, that point of contention was what led Astrid to leave Iona in the first place.” “So, Astrid is just one Freydis Skyborne away from being High Guard of Iona.” “Yeah,” I sighed, “which means Willowbud is just one Freydis Skyborne away from owning the greatest fighting force in the world.” ASTRID I could tell Mistress hadn’t showered today. She tasted like old sex, both vaginal and anal, but her flavor was decadent all the same. I hummed as I knelt before my god, my eyes staring their adoration, my lips slurping her clean, my tongue lathering her indian slowly, finding all the bumps and veins that I knew so well. Mistress, usually an ardent connoisseur of my greatest talent, was otherwise distracted. Once again, I was just the prop for her to impress Sister Julia, but I didn’t let my jealousy take me. I knew my place. “Okay, maybe now you can tell me who the hell these people are to get you so nervous.” She flicked her tongue through my folds. 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