NTR Quest - Odyssey 11 - Submit to Fiona (Patreon)

Cyyani looked at you coarsely. “Why would you deny ME only to submit to her? It's frustrating.” It was true. You had caved. Fiona exerted her will and you gave up your choice. It was in front of all of the girls. She tilted her chin up to alter her gaze to one that appraising you.
“Truthfully... You are quite a good man by Aniyub standards so I can't complain. I suppose I simply lost to the better woman.”

“Very mature of you.” Jeane commented.

Cyyani made a face, her ears on a swivel at that. “Of course I'm mature. This has just taught me that despite my peoples losses, our culture can still dominate even those who were responsible.” She smiled widely, her short tail wagging behind her.
“I have a new goal.”

“You're with us?” You asked weakly. You were still dejected from the way the conversation went.

“Of course. The Gnolls are a mutual enemy. I am very happy with how everything has transpired after the initial disaster.”

You looked at her curiously. “What if the negotiations go smoothly.”

Cyyani smirked. “What if indeed.”

-

The next day an inconspicuous rectangular box appeared on the deck of the ship with the symbol for Teuta's temple.
“Huh?” You waled up to it and noticed a sign suggesting that the Priestess was currently available. You stepped inside. The box was small and separated. The divider in the center had a few different sized holes at waist level, then a slot where through it you could vaguely make out Teuta on the other side.

“Oh hi! Do you need Priestess services? After our talk I thought I'd try and get back in the swing of things.” She offered in a chipper tone.

“No, I don't need services right now. Is this...”

“I'm offering a way for the people on the expedition to 'unload' their sins onto me. I want to 'relieve' them of whatever burden their facing and really just 'take it' all into me. It's rewarding work. I did not know if I would be able to do this style of worship, then you inspired me!”

“W-wow. That's great?” You uttered in confusion.
“Are we going to meet later?”

“Oh, of course! We'll still meet whenever I'm off, but I'm on the cock- I mean clock right now. Did you need services right now?”

“No.” You blushed.

“Then I'll have to ask you to clear out before a line starts forming.” As she said that there was a loud knock. You stepped out and walked past a very big, unwashed sailor. He was already undoing his belt. The door slammed in your face. Within you began to immediately hear lewd noises, enough to make you sick to your stomach. You did love her, and it was just an inch or so of wood between you and where she was casually sucking off a random man. You could see his bulge as he walked in. He was undoubtedly bigger than you.

“Uh...” You gulped, feeling your heart sink. It hurt.

Fiona ascended onto the deck in that moment with a plate of bread and gravy. She nodded to the moaning, moving box and said casually.
“See. This is why we like Jeane better.”

“We?”

“Yes, WE.” She responded firmly.
“Is there a problem?”

“No Fiona.” You lowered your head submissively.

She hugged you, keeping her plate up in one hand. “Relax. I love you, this is why I have to do things for you... For some reason I just 'feel' in my soul that you are not good at making decisions, Brother. I swear that everything I do is with your happiness in mind.”

“Mine, or ours?”

She giggled and let you go. “Now you're getting it. We're a team.” She motioned towards the box.
“Looks like they're done. Watch and see what I saved you from. It's disgusting...” She sneered. Your lip quivered as the door opened and the relieved man left. You could see a twitching, dripping ass poking through the window that must have been pulled aside. Her asshole was red and winking while her cunt was gaped and leaking white onto the floor of the box which you just now noticed was already filthy.
“Priestess indeed.” Fiona sneered.

You wondered how many more she would go through before being done. You would find out later that night as her spent body stumbled happily into Jeane's room. You were so wracked with nerves that you had not even thought to start a little early with the Elf, much to her dismay. You stood up as she entered.
“Are you okay?”

“Of course. My faith allows me far more endurance than a normal person.” She said cheerily. You looked down and noticed that someone had written in ink above her cunt 'free use' with an arrow pointing down. You clicked your tongue, whetted your hand and got on your knees in front of her to wipe it off.
“Oh, thank you. I had forgot that was there. Cheeky people.”

“Y-you know.” You broached the subject nervously.
“When we talked about this I thought more that you would be 'free' with me and without our group. Not... Free with the entire expedition.”

Teuta frowned. “Oh no.” She covered her mouth with her hand.
“I'm so sorry, I thought I was really clear.”

The ink smudged, but would not fade completely. You felt satisfied that the text was no longer readable. You stood up before her and ushered her towards the bed to sit beside you.
“I really love you.”

“I love you, too, Fin.” She admitted. You were not expecting her to say that with the mouth that had sucked off who-knows how many guys before she came to you.

You exhaled slowly. “But... How does this work then? We're not intimate if... Well none of it is intimate. You have sex with whoever wants you.”

She nodded. “That's true.” A hand rested on your leg, rubbing up your thigh gently. It was enough to get your weak self hard immediately.
“But at the end of the night who do I come to sit with?”

“Me.” You answered.

She leaned closer, pressing her body against yours. “I sleep with 'anyone' to help them. I even helped your mother at one pointed. But-”

“W-wait. I'm sorry, what?”

“But-” She continued.
“I only sleep with you because I like you. It not a transaction with you.” She said comfortingly, finally leaning all the way in to try to kiss you. Her breath was unbelievable. Without any context or knowledge of such things you had to assume it was the smell of a cock, and cum and whatever else had been in her mouth. But she offered such a heartfelt statement. You surrendered and leaned the rest of the way to kiss her back. She leaned fully over top of you and pressed her tongue into your mouth, spreading her 'corrupted' saliva around inside as she prepared to ride you. As you closed your eyes and wondered what you had just agreed to, you and Teuta entered a soft, affectionate embrace with your cock pushing gently inside of her, and her hips grinding back and forth on your lap. It did not actually feel all that loose, surprisingly. You looked over and saw Jeane watching. She was hiding her jealousy. You motioned for her to come over.

“Where am I supposed to-”

“Just sit on his face.” Teuta offered.
“We can kiss, as well.” She leaned back so that she was riding cowgirl instead of missionary.

“I do not think that I want to kiss you, but when in Aniyufar...”

“I'm sorry? I didn't exactly agr-” Before you could saying anything else the Elf mage straddled your head and rested her ass somewhere that placed your mose between her perky cheeks and her wet sex over your mouth. You relented and chose to just accept the situation for the moment. You licked up and around her pussy while the two girls had their own make-out session above you. You could feel them hugging and rubbing up against each other. Both moaned. Jeane was grinding over your face as you licked, effectively soaking you.

A few minutes later you were laying with them on either side of you, hugging you. It was an odd juxtaposition. Thinking about what Teuta did with other men was pure pain, however the moments you still shared could continue to feel like this if you let them. Inhaled deeply, closed your eyes and just thought as the two girls fell asleep naked beside you.

-

The party for the diplomatic mission was set. Fiona, You, Cyyani, Innad, Jeane and Teuta. It was decided based on a number of factors. You and Fiona were a given due to both of your status'. Innad was the sitting King Consort to Fiona, the Queen. Jeane and Teuta were your requests to have two people that would be on your side regardless. Surprisingly, Cyyani was a call that Fiona made, as the woman was experienced dealing with Gnolls, even if that experience was just losing to them.

You sat next to Innad on the boat ride. “How do you feel? I'm sorry, by the way...”

“I accept your apology. There is no use fretting. The more I am with Fiona the more I feel as if nothing as actually changed for my people significantly. For that reason I am... Comfortable. For now.” He admitted.

“She's as demanding as your women are normally, right?” You chuckled.

Innad bristled. You remembered you were speaking to a believer in the culture. “It is not that. Fiona is decisive and strong-willed. She has shared that she will protect me no matter what and...” He blushed.
“She has given off a very powerful feminine energy as well.”

“What does that mean?” You made a face as you looked up to the head of the riverboat. Cyyani and Fiona were conversing seriously.

“I have come to understand that your people believe dominance is masculine. My people see dominance as feminine. A woman that shows strong motherly qualities is extremely dominant and appealing to us.”

“I never really thought about her in that light.” You admitted.

“Really?” Innad looked to you in disbelief.

You got up and wandered to the front of the boat, past Jeane and Teuta. They were dressed rather fetchingly in their official attire. Cyyani and Fiona turned to look at you as you approached.
“The women are talking, dear.” Cyyani said smugly. Fiona glared at her.

“Watch what you say to him.” She warned.

“Apologies, my Queen.” She shrugged and sauntered towards the central seating area.

Fiona smiled and invited you up onto the front of the ship. You could see the water parting in front and the loose reeds bouncing off the hull. Fiona was staring straight ahead.
“Almost there. We're being met in the first city. The 'old' capital, apparently.” She scoffed.

“Just my luck. I take over a kingdom and it's broken... Can't return this one to the market...” She muttered.

“What?”

“Just talking to myself.”

“No, no. It reminded me of something. When we were both young I think I remember begging for a toy from a traveling seller. As soon as he left it broke and I started crying. You got so mad that you chased him down and mom had to chase you down.

“She was the one that got our money back... And another toy.” Fiona commented.

“But you're the one that stood up for me right away.”

She smirked. “Surprised you remembered that.” Her face turned.

“What's wrong?”

“I'm worried. I don't know if I'll be able to make the hard decisions. This thing I've taken upon myself is hard.”

“You?” You laughed and joked.
“I've never met more of a hard-ass.”

She jabbed you in the stomach lightly with her elbow in good humor. “That's how you see it?”

“Forgive me but... You've seemed very calculating lately. Harsh and calculating. Cold even.” You finally just came out and said it.

Fiona inhaled deeply, staring out over the desert. “I'm sorry you see me that way.” She offered genuinely.
“But a strange thought has been occurring more and more lately: What would happen if you weren't the one making decisions. What would've happened?”

“What do you mean?” You stared at her quizzically.
“That's how it has been.”

“And I am here. And you are here. We are both equals. At least, I see it that way.”

“I don't understand.” You admitted.

“That's fine. Only a thought.”

-

The Gnoll delegation met you all at the river dock and appeared to be attempting to be as intimidating as possible. Power is what they were projecting. Before even getting into anything else, the Gnolls were massive beast-like Men with broad torsos and hunched over heads. Curved spines. On their hands and feet were large, impressive claws. But those hands also clutched very deadly weapons. Their already massive forms were decorated with armor of silver and gold, Heavy plate with skirts. On the other side, on their other arm they held large painted shields that were bigger than you. At the center of them all sauntered up a robed, wreathed figure. All of the Gnolls held across their thin lips something that seemed like a cocky grin, but his was the most smug.

“Djir?” Fiona asked.

“Correct! This is quite a surprise. The new Queen, and the old.” He motioned towards Cyyani.
“Interesting choice keeping that dog around, but regardless, come!” He held out his hand towards Fiona, but as she approached her passed it and motioned it towards you. You were standing more or less beside her.
“Who is this?”

“My Brother. He is not involved in negotiations, he is here for my protection.” Fiona said sternly.

“Of course...” The Gnoll almost could not take his eyes off of you. It made you uncomfortable.
“Shall we go to negotiate, Queen of the Aniyub?”

“Lets.” She left through the line of soldiers with Djir. He looked back. “Of course, feel free to enjoy the comforts the dock has to offer. I have seen to it that there is a party for you as you arrive!” Looking around, there did seem to be some kind of celebration. Music was beginning to be played by Aniyub players the sun was setting. Fires began to light and the soldiers parted to reveal a charming spread with many mingling opportunities.

At some point during the night Fiona approached you angrily. “What's wrong?” Your mouth was full. Their food was unsurprisingly quite delicious.

“We accept their hospitality, then leave in the morning.”

“Did it not go well?”

“There was no negotiation. It was a farce. He laid out unacceptable terms.”

You nodded. It was not entirely unexpected. “He wanted control over Aniyufar from the start so it's not surprising.” She rolled her eyes at that.
“What? What were the terms then.”

“Never you mind. Enjoy the party. Don't talk to him. We leave soon.”

You followed her as she began to leave. “Shouldn't you tell me what's going on?”

She stopped and glared back at you. “Don't go doing something stupid, now.” Fiona warned.
“I have to go consult Cyyani. After that I will stay with you the rest of the night.”