Ssylphiel has many rooms devoted to wild nights of passion. Her favorite is known as the Pillow Pit, the floor being covered in soft pillows that give her and her playmates maximum comfort. Today was a special day for her as not only was it Valentine’s day, but also the birthdays of the first two women to be inducted into the Order of Hissteria. One was a human girl named Shannon, the other was a Catgirl named Beth. “This way, darlings,” cooed Ssylphiel as she brought the two into the Pillow Pit.
“Ooh!” cooed Shannon. “My favorite room!”
“Mine too!” said Beth as her ears twitched.
“You’re sure some funtime with me here is a sufficient present, girls?” asked Ssylphiel. “I can get you something a little more…material.”
“Our families already took care of that, Mistress,” assured Shannon. “We just want some time with you. Besides, we also wanted to spoil you today, given what day it is.”
“Aw, you girls are too kind,” cooed Ssylphiel as her tail gently coiled around Shannon. She easily lifted her into the air.
“Just a sec, Mistress,” said Shannon. “A little something.” She then produced a chocolate truffle and held it near Ssylphiel’s mouth.
“A sweet from one of my sweeties?” purred the naga as she gently touched Shannon’s face. “You little charmer.”
“Anything for my mistress,” replied Shannon. Beth then massaged Ssylphiel’s shoulders.
“Can I be coiled too?” she asked. “Please, Mistress?”
“Now, now,” Ssylphiel gently chided. “Let’s let Shannon have her turn.” Her tongue then took the chocolate from Shannon’s hand as her tail squeezed gently. Shannon moaned in pleasure as Ssylphiel slowly tightened her grip.
“Oooooohhh!” moaned Shannon. “Ooooohhh, s-so good! MMmmph! OooooOOOAAAAAAHHHHH!” That last moan was pure orgasm. Shannon shuddered and then fell limp. Ssylphiel gently set her down on some pillows.
“Now…your turn,” cooed the naga to Beth as her tail coiled around the Catgirl and began squeezing.
“MMMMmmmm!” moaned Beth. “Oooooohhhh! Yeeessss, so strong! D-Dominate me, please! I…I…I…I…nn…nnnnNNYYAAAAAAAA!” Her orgasm-laced yowl echoed throughout the room. Ssylphiel then laid the panting Catgirl next to Shannon, then she coiled the two of them up.
“Good little girls,” she whispered softly. “Willingly surrendering to me, accepting the rewards I give, you girls have made an excellent choice in joining the Order of Hissteria. The Serpentia Kingdom is made that much stronger with you girls. …Now…are you ready?”
“Yes! Please!” panted the two. Ssylphiel then began squeezing. The two harem girls moaned as Ssylphiel tightened her grip. They struggled a bit to heighten their pleasure. Ssylphiel grinned at the play of trying to escape, so she tightened her grip to playfully remind them who their goddess was and that escape from her was impossible! That pushed the girls over the edge. They both cried out as they orgasmed again, the pleasure of which shook their bodies. Ssylphiel then brought the girls to her chest and had them rest their heads on her breasts.
“I do appreciate that you willingly joined,” she said. “Happy birthday and happy Valentine’s day.” She kissed the two on their lips. She didn’t lie when she said her harem girls had joined her willingly. The Order of Hissteria was made so girls could willingly join Ssylphiel, just like her parents’ harems were made. As they rested, Shannon spoke up.
“Mistress,” she said, “did you ever figure out why the Orcs enslave other women?”
“Funny story about that,” remarked Ssylphiel, “turns out I was a victim of propaganda myself. Orcs are an all-male species, that much is true. So they use women of other species to help them reproduce. However, like you girls, their brides genuinely marry them out of love. That was how they created such a vast empire that rivals mine, they assimilate the other cultures into their own. …Oh, listen to me drone on about boring stuff. This is a room of love…and you girls both wanted plenty of it for your birthdays!” Ssylphiel’s hands then moved to their bras. I will not describe what happens, but it WAS passionate and all parties loved it.