Galenna vs Luza&Liza Finale

The strange hooded figure, Galenna’s manager, watches the contest between the psychic and the twin-souled monks. She nods and speaks up to the elf. “You’re proving yourself quite worthy, Galenna. The cult that created you must be quite ashamed to lose such a powerful being such as you.”

Galenna laughs, gripping onto the two fighters and launches them across the room, pinning them against the cold stone wall of the complex. Luza and Liza try to fight, but disembodied porcelain fingers spread up deep inside of them, curling up and exploring them, hitting them in the right spots.

Galenna floats up, armless, but graceful, approaching the two with her manic grin. “Oh, the Lily Nymph and Estrasa have left their psychic mark upon you two, haven’t they? Yes, I can feel her presence even now, making you want to fall to your temptations. I don’t have such a weakness of will. No, I am a powerful psychic, and I do not falter to such simplistic tricks. Watch now, as your time trying to train their programming out of you immediately vanishes!”

Her voice rises to a booming tenor. Her eyes glow with psychic energy, and that, mixed with the touching of the most sensitive areas deep inside of the two martial artists, is enough to tap into their minds. Their eyes glaze over. Their struggling ceases, and they slide onto the floor, their legs spreading to either side and their heads lulling onto their shoulders.

“Perfectly positionable dolls,” Galenna says, her arms returning to her. She brings her fingers to her lips, her tongue sliding out and lapping over the sex-stained digits. “And ones that are quite delicious. How can I finish you off now, and show the world my domination?”

“Fight is over!” Tik Tik shouts. “You win. No more needed.”

“No,” Hanioc says. “This must be seen to its end.”

Galenna lands in front of the two, her hands sliding over her body, undoing her half-removed dress. Once the fabric falls to the wayside, the two warriors look up to her. Their glowing eyes glaze in their desire, and their mouths gape.

Galenna lowers herself onto her knees, and the two martial artists are upon her. Liza gets down upon her knees, her hands grasping onto the elf’s hips. She kisses between her thighs, letting her tongue run up along them and to her precious core.

Luza, meanwhile, climbs up on top of Liza, placing her hands upon Galenna’s cheeks and then pulling the elf in closer to her. She locks lips with the woman who awakened her lusty side, and the two moan in a tongue-locked embrace.

Galenna glances over as she kisses the one girl. Her free hand floats down, weaving fingers through the green hair of the woman between her legs. Her glance finds its way over towards the spectators, and it lands squarely upon Tik Tik.

The kobold grits her teeth, and then she averts her gaze, only to match eyes with the orange glow of Galenna’s manager. Her heart catches when she sees those eyes—familiar, yet alien. The speaker opens her mouth, about to utter the question from her throat, when she hears the squeal from the towering elven fighter.

Galenna falls to the floor, giggling as the two girls climb atop of her. Liza slips in sideways, setting the fake leg aside so that she can press her sex upon the elf’s. Luza scoots up over her stomach and her breasts, sitting upon the elf’s face.

Galenna giggles while underneath the girls, her tongue lapping up between the folds of Luza. Meanwhile, her hands hold onto their heads, and with graceful movements, they press the two together.

Luza and Liza wrap their arms around their bodies, bringing each other together in a tight embrace. Their hips rock in unison against the elf’s body. They press their lips together and strip each other of the remaining garments that they have. Mirrored hands caress each other as their twined voices rise up in a symphony of sexual delight. For a while, the three continue like this. There is no competition between any of them. Instead, this dance erotic between the three, but mostly between the pair.

Soon enough, their dance becomes rougher and faster, and Luza and Liza fall off of the elf, their legs grappling, their hands gripping. The two roll upon the floor in a moaning, sweating pile. The elf floats up in a casual grace, her limbs reattaching, and her remaining floating in the air, crossing one leg over the other and resting her cheek upon her knuckles.

“I dare say the two of them are quite occupied. If the pair defeat each other, does that mean my champion wins?” The smirk on the hooded manager grows to a devilish grin—one of someone who had been planning this moment for the entire time.”

Hanioc’s voice booms throughout the entire chamber. “With the two engrossed in each other, it seems they can no longer claim a victory against Galenna. As such, she wins this first round in the Tournament of pleasure.

“It not fair!” Tik Tik blurts out. “She taps into dark places. They can’t… this shouldn’t…”

“Tik Tik, dear,” the manager says, crossing the room and walking up beside Galenna. The elf lowers her head, allowing the hooded figure to place a gloved hand upon her head, petting her as if she were a purring little kitten. “This is but the first step of victories my girl will be going for, and all of them will be in service to one thing,” She and Galenna both raise their hands, pointing at the pink kobold. “You have ruined my plans in the past with your meddling. For that, I have planned my revenge. Every last one of your friends shall be humiliated, and there’s nothing you can do to stop me.”