Ari woke up naked and strapped to an altar. That would probably make sense after she played back yesterday's events in her head, but however she got here there was no way it was good.

 

She concentrated for a second and- oh right. She and Caden had been assigned an intercept mission. They were supposed to have a backup mage, but she failed to report in. It was just three knight-cast vesmyr, allegedly, so they figured they had it under control with just the two of them. And then they got shown the fuck up because one of those vesmyr was a gods damned marquess, and it blew over their minds like a storm blowing down a wall of straw.

 

The altar started to make more sense now, and no, it wasn't good. She wasn't sure how specifically she'd gotten here, but she knew what was about to happen. A bunch of priestess-class vesmyr were about to walk through the open doorway in front of her and take turns mindfucking her until they managed between them to sand her down to the foundation, then they were going to build her back up as a docile, obedient laborer and a permanent member of the hive... she hated that some part of her was into that.

 

She considered how to break out, and that's when she noticed her staff, leaning against the corner by the doorway. So close, and yet so uselessly far away.

 

With little else to do, she ran through all the ways this could have gone better in her head. Maybe if she'd spent less time drinking in that marquess's body like fucking wine and spent more time casting spells, they could have overpowered it enough to at least escape. Maybe if that other mage had shown up, the two of them could have kept it off balance enough for Caden to land a decisive blow against it. She never did find out why the other mage didn't report. Probably sleeping off a wild night in the inn, sore and hungover, the slut. Ari definitely wasn't projecting.

 

Suddenly, Ari heard footsteps coming from the hall, and before anything even entered the room she could feel two consciousnesses slamming against her own. Not as powerful as her previous foe, but with two of them it would be trickier to manage.

 

The first to enter was a brunette. Much shorter than the marquess, it was probably closer to five foot nine. Still tall, technically, but not overly so. She noticed that the fluff growing around its arms and shins was the same shimmery brown as its hair. Huh, so the cushions match the drapes, she thought to herself. I mean, shit, the fucking- fuzz, arm fuzz, shin fuzz! She blushed a bit in embarrassment at her weird metaphor, then blushed more sincerely noticing the priestess's actual cushions, which were considerably larger than what the marquess had. She looked away, flustered. Unexpectedly, the priestess seemed to mirror her reaction, brown eyes darting to the side to avoid eye contact.

 

A second figure walked in, similar to the first but blonde and a few inches taller, with bright pink eyes. And its "cushions" matched too. This one seemed to carry itself much more confidently, though it also couldn't help but mirror Ari's flustered condition a little. Interesting.

 

The third figure she'd heard walked in, holding a large bowl of something and gluing her eyes to the floor. This one was several inches shorter than the other two and, as it happened, human. And she fit the description of the no-show mage too, albeit wearing a flimsy white dress that hid very little and certainly wasn't what she'd been taken here in. That explains that. Ari almost thought to try to recruit her as part of her rescue plan, then the captive looked up to meet her gaze. Her eyes were bright pink like those of the taller vesmyr. She must have been well and truly gone, the only hint of human emotion Ari could see on the woman was the same fluster the two vesmyr were catching off of her.

 

The tall one looked over at the other two, and Ari could fee the mental commands against her own mind.

 

{Mellifera, please take position atop the initiate. Servant human, begin applying relaxing jelly to it.}

 

The "servant" nodded respectfully. She set the bowl to the side of Ari's head, where it was unlikely to be disturbed, then dipped both of her hands in. She worked the sweet smelling gel in her hand into a lather, and then began massaging it into Ari's naked flesh. She gasped on contact. The gel was cool, but left prickly tingles in its wake. She released a little of her tension as the girl massaged her near her shoulder, then gasped again as she felt "Mellifera" straddle her. It took some of the gel from the bowl and started working it into Ari's chest and forehead. And all the while, she could feel her psyche being worked between the two priestesses, taking turns pushing and pulling and kneading her mind her as the priestess atop her and the human at her side kneaded her body. Her breathing picked up.

 

And then the servant moved her work down to Ari's breast. A moan escaped her lips, unbidden, and then another came with a little more intent. She hated herself for it. She knew what this was. The jelly was meant to ease her into a hypnagogic state so the two priestesses could reshape her mind more easily. None of this was meant to be sexual. She was pretty sure the girl was straight the vesmyr were asexual. They weren't beaming desire into Ari's head, she was just getting turned on all by herself from the two pretty women touching her.

 

Then she felt the psychic pressure on her lessen, as Mellifera leaned over and planted its two soft lips on her own, fluffy feathery antennae dancing across her face and over her hair. She was surprised, but blissed out as she was she couldn't want to resist. She gave into the kiss, moaning happily into it. She felt Mellifera's lust blow across her mind, stoking her own desire further.

 

{Mellifera, why have you kissed the initiate?}

 

Ari felt irritation from the the tall one.

 

{Because my body commands it, Scutellata. Why have you not?}

 

Ari felt the exchange of thoughts between the two even as Mellifera continued making out with her. She thought that was a neat trick, insofar as thought was possible for her. She moaned again, loudly, as the servant switched to her other breast and began working it with much more interest.

 

{We are not here to mate with humans, we are here to break this human in for the hive.}

 

That was what "Scutellata" contributed to the silent discussion, but she could feel its arousal building as well. Ari dimly realized what was happening, and she grinned into her lover's kiss. She gave a little more of herself over to the building desire, and focused her thoughts on the servant. Scutellata's focus started slowly shifting to the servant as well as its arousal built further, feeding back into Ariana's own, and she prayed to whatever twisted god would listen that her two separate horny feedback loops didn't permanently fry her brain.

 

Ari started wriggling her wrists in her binds, hoping to free at least one of them, and reached out with her thoughts to the servant girl. She was surprised when she found her. Her name was Rhiannon. Ari decided to call her Rhi.

 

She started picturing tall, confident Scutellata in her mind, with her firm breasts, tight ass, and strict demeanor. She imagined Scutellata placing its head between her thighs and giving her slow laps up and down her folds, all while melting her with the smoldering gaze it had worn since it entered the room. Her mental trick turned out to be easier than she thought, and her lust grew even further still, her body aching to be used. Scutellata would have been her type if it'd been a human. Honestly, it was probably still her type.

 

Ari felt Rhi and Scutellata grow more interested, until the latter flew over the altar and pinned the former to the wall, dropping down and doing to Rhi what Ari had imagined it doing to her.

 

Ari felt her right hand slip through its restraint. She buried the thought before either of the vesmyr could pick it up, then dropped her focus on the psychic link she'd forged with Rhiannon and trusted Scutellata to focus entirely on the girl. It felt to her a lot like focus on a spell, so the skill of manipulating the now porous walls around her consciousness came surprisingly easy. She groped around for the bowl of calming jelly until she found it, right beside her head. She gabbed a fistful, and plopped it into the generous cleavage of the priestess that was still desperately making out with her. It seemed surprised, but unconcerned. Ari worked her other hand free to massage the gel into Melllifera's chest, and concentrated very hard on staying lucid while she did so. Mellifera seemed to double its efforts, playing with Ari's tits in return and starting to grind its hips against hers. After a minute though, Mellifera began to slow down, eventually collapsing into a sleepy pile atop her.

 

She leaned slowly upward, keeping her mind as quiet as possible so as to not alert the still awake Scutellata that was busy making Rhi scream in ecstasy. She reached for the restraints around her ankles, and undid them quickly, sliding out from under Mellifera and onto the hard ground. Mellifera groaned needily at the feeling. It wasn't asleep, it seemed, but it was far from conscious. Ari walked slowly and quietly over to her staff, then took it in hand and launched a sleeping spell at the two lovers before Scutellata could retaliate. The two must have been deep in their lustful headspace, since the spell dropped the two of them on the spot.

 

Ariana thanked her bisexuality for making something easier for once and dashed out of the doorway to take in her surroundings. There was natural light coming from the right side, while the left led deeper into the structure. She reached out briefly with her psyche, and picked up a handful other consciousnesses in the structure, none very powerful. The marquess must have taken her to an outpost to be processed, rather than back to the hive. Good enough for her. She said fuck it to getting any of her other belongings back and sprinted outside with her staff. Then she used what magic she had left to boost her agility and darted into the woods toward town. Toward safety.

 

She was going to give her superiors a hell of a report when she got back.