380: Debrief
“Oh, there you are,” Ember said as she walked up to a scene of the petite beastgirl getting eaten out by a burly dude.
‘Beastgirl’ hardly applied to Felicia. With her snow-white hair spread out on the ground, all that was left to point to her beastkin status were the extremely long furry ears. And it certainly did not stop the eunuch from eating her out. And it didn’t stop Felicia from moaning sweetly, despite the who knows how many orgasms she had already. Judging by the layer of dried cum all over her naked tits and body, it was quite a few. However, Felicia no longer had her cock. Neither did the eunuch. The time limit of Beatrice’s magic had run out on these two.
“Alright, that’s enough,” Ember said to the eunuch and moved closer. “She’s coming with us.”
“What? Who are you?” the eunuch asked after party his tongue from Felicia’s juicy pussy. “My job is to keep her from running away.”
“And I’m sure eating pussy was also one of your duties,” Ember said. “Either way, your job has just been modified by your ‘Cock Goddess’. We’re taking her and getting out of here.”
“I don’t know you, so—”
“Oh, just shut up and do as I say before I incinerate you!” Ember said and lit up a fire in her arm. “We don’t have time for this. Get up. Keep her bound. And wait for your ‘goddess’. Or just keep fucking until the Purple Capes get here and skin you alive as a warmup for the real torture.
”A-ah… Right!” Jeremy, the eunuch, seemed convinced enough to do as instructed.
“Ember!!” Ember heard Beatrice’s distant voice behind her. The redhead turned around and saw Beatrice, running to her, carrying the barely alive ninja girl over her shoulder.
“Keep her mouth plugged!!” Beatrice shouted while Jeremy pulled Felicia up and bound her arms behind Ember’s back.
“aaa… Ä̷͕́Ă̴̲A̴̪̕Á̸̟Ä̷̞A̶͗ͅA̶̳͂…”
“Shit!” Ember turned around while growing the flame in her hand and launched it at both Jeremy and Felicia.
“Á̵̠̹͂́A̴̺͌̕À̶̭̈́̋Ā̸̧̘͆̆A̵̖̝̐A̴͎̻̾͌Á̴̮͕A̵͎͔͑͝A̵̧͕͌́̾A̶͇͈̳̅͆̚Ḁ̴̮̯̋Ä̷̻̦́̉̃À̵̧̢̡̘̗̙̮͓̳̝̰̉͗̎̊̍͂̇̏͛̏͋͌͊ͅA̴̡̛̞̙̯̟͙̘̫̩̽̉́́̓̏̀̔̕Ä̴͔͍̗́Â̵̧̛̹̣͓̲̹̔̄͒͆͑̾͗̕̕͝Ȁ̵̭̙̱̰̪̩̰̹̗̹̀̐̄̓͛̉̋̃̔̇̚̚͝͠ͅA̸̡̮͍̰̪̤̖͙̭̹͈̮̦̪͆͐͘ͅÅ̷̤̣̟͓̼̙͊̓́̊̒̅͆Ã̵͊̉̄̕ͅĄ̸͙͔̈́͋̍͋̾̓A̶̻̺̅̈̎̏̌̃̒̆̈́̔̕͝Ä̴̧̝̬͊͐̋̉̅͘Ą̵̧̨̛̠̹͎̼̬̎̆̆̄̏̎̏͑̋̚Ą̸̧͕̦̘̻̲̃̒͝Ä̵̦̖̤͕͉̦̤̗̘Á̸̩̳̠̙̊̈́̈́A̵̼̗̬͉̫͎̫͖̠̗̎͊̇̉̏͑͋̋̆̑̕͜Á̸̤̭̙̌̀͛̍̽̂̎̾Ą̵̛͚̜̳̮̪̫͕͖̩̺̖̈́͗̽͂̾̾̊̇̈́̃̈́͘͘͝ͅ!̸̢̨̠̦̰̝͖̪̾́̀͠!̸̳͓̰̲̤̩͝!̸͙͕̟̯̽̉̄̈́̒͊!̶̦͙͉̳̉͗̍̇̅͠!̵͙̺͓̖́!̸̤̮̰͎̩͍̘͓͐!̶̗̄̃͠!̶͈͓̣̦̻̠̈͐͐͘!̷̥̬͓̄̅!̷͓͚̣̝̲̥͛̿͛͂̕!̸̢̛͔̬̃͒͝!̴̗̦̞̲̭̜̭́̓͘!̸̨̰̫̥̹̒̈́!̸̧̳̞͓̫̹̏͛̂̆̈͂́͝”
“AAAAARGH!!” Ember’s fire disappeared in an instant, midflight, as Ember’s body instinctively tried to protect its ears with its hands from the mind-tearing shriek of the beastgirl.
Jeremy let go of Felicia and fell to the ground, screaming and crying form pain that he could not stop. Even Beatrice was compelled to cover her ears, despite the distance from the source. Meanwhile, Felicia did not wait around. The second she was free she rolled up into a ball of white fur and spun off at high speed away from her captors, toward the main bulk of fresh Purple Cape forces.
Everything after was a haze for Ember. She might as well have been struck with a cinder block across her head. Somehow staying conscious seemed more like self-inflicted punishment rather than a show of resolve. Beatrice was over her, saying something with that worried expression, not that Ember could hear her or answer. The other muscle-bound followers of her also flashed before Ember’s eyes. One of them picked her up. Ember could not remember the last time she was carried anywhere. So humiliating. So pathetic. So sick. The redhead felt her stomach contents rebel against her…
“Flavna!!” Felicia called out to the Purple Cape captain as soon as she got out of her ‘spinning ball’ form. “I’m so glad to see you!”
Captain Flavna watched with hands behind her back how this little pint-sized girl approached her, waving her arm, with a moronic, gleeful smile. Felicia tried to be her most upbeat, friendly self in front of the Purple Bitch, but before Felicia even got anywhere close, Flavna disappeared from Felicia’s sight and reappeared right in her face. Flavna grabbed Felicia’s head and pushed her full force into the ground.
“Pthah!” Felicia groaned from the pain.
“I just lost two more men because of your fucking shrieking!” Flavna said with barely contained anger. “Countless dead! A whole city within hours from a full-blown panic! How could you fuck this up so hard!?”
“Sorry! I’m sorry!” Felicia begged with tears in her eyes. “I just tried to escape from captivity!”
“By whom? How could you even allow yourself to be in such a vulnerable position be captured? Why are you running around without your mask like a happy idiot?”
“Those good for nothing muscleheads betrayed us and attacked me! AAAHH!!” Felicia explained while Flavna increased the pressure on her skull. “So much happened! One of the competitors was some kind of a witch that cast a spell on the staff! Then demons appeared. It’s all so screwed up!”
“And the princess?” Flavna asked, showing no sympathy for Felicia’s complaints.
“The idiot got herself caught in powerful magic which left her vulnerable to the demons.”
“And you just let it all happen?”
“What am I supposed to do? She ran insane experiments without informing me, killed two White Masks right on front of me! And then just kept abusing her position to overrule me and constantly change the rules of my carefully managed games just to have some fun!”
“If you really are so helpless then—”
“Captain!! We found her!!!” Plato shouted at the top of his lungs.
Flavna looked up (while still keeping Felicia down in the dirt) and saw two men, Plato and Ptolemy, carrying between them an unconscious, semi-naked girl with straight ruby hair, princess Mary.