Mavis And The Mad Mob (Patreon)

Mavis squealed in shivering, sensitive agony as the humans feathers played across her nipples. With each swipe of the fluffy tools, the adventurous lady vampire let out another howl of ticklish delight. The noise of which only made her tormentors want to continue at a faster rate.

“HahaaAAAAAA! NOAHAHAA! OHOHOHGAWAHAHAD! N-NOT THE NIPPLES! NOOHAHAHAHAHAHAA! I CAHAHAN’T TAAHAHAKE IHEHEHEHEHEHT!!!”

The surrounding crowd was enraptured by the ever energetic laughter of their captured beast. The way her pale, fit body wiggled and arched from their tickling. The way her adorable face contorted into a unrelenting smile. All of it and more made the mob of sadistic colonials eager for more. More teasing, more titillation, more tickling.

“So monster..” The chamber maid tormenting her right nipple purred. Never once ending the cruel dragging of her tickling tool. “You come to our village to steal our children and eat our goats? We’ll make sure your punishment is one you remember for the rest of your eternal life! Coochie Coochie coo!!”

“NAHAHAAA! IHEHEHAHAT’s NOHAHAHAT LIHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAKE THAHAHAHAHhhHAHAH! I SWEEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAR!!!” Mavis tried her best to explain herself. To tell them she meant no harm to them, or their gross goats. But the mean wenches wouldn’t stop the nuzzling of their fluffy feathers against her hardening nubs.

“Don’t waist your breath on her sister!” The wench on Mavis’ left interjected. “The only language these hell spawns speak is cruelty.” For emphasis, the wench pinched Mavis’s nipple and pulled it lightly, drawing a blood curdling moan from their captive.

“I suppose you’re right sister. So listen well, monster!<3” The maid on the vampire’s right giggled at the scene, deciding to try it for herself. Immediately she reached out with her other hand and gave her respective nipple her own stern pinching, earning her own moan from the fanged female.

“OoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOo!<3 OH GAAAAAAWWWWWD P-PLEEEEEEEEEASE!” The harder they grabbed the hotter she felt. This was madness! She couldn’t take much more of this! A thought that was nothing but redundant in the face of a massive mob waiting for their own turn to make her squeal.

“What was that hell-spawn?” The one on the right questioned, pulling at Mavis’ chest once more.

“Hehe, Yea! We can’t understand you with all that gruesome howling! You evil, naughty, seductive BEAST!~” the one on the left joined in. Both of them now plucking at their captive’s nipples with reckless abandon.

“NOOAAAAH! OH F-FFRRRRRGH! OH G-GOD YEEEEESSS....” Mavis couldn’t help but grind her hips against the pole she was bound to as the pleasure coursed through her body like an electric shock. “AAUGH! AUUGH!!!!! N-NOOAAAHAHAAHAHAHAH!!”

Suddenly the tickling was back in full force. Both wenches kept her nipples pinched between their fingers and got back to work with those feathers. The pleasure mixed with pain through the young vampire through a loop as the sounds being dragged out of her were unrecognizable.

“You dare enjoy your punishment?! Do you think mocking us will help your situation? Prepare for much worse he’ll-spawn. MUCH, much worse.~” The one on the left flicked at her nipple and heartlessly continue her administrations.

“What say we put her in the town stocks have our goats have a chance at her. Let’s see what hours of tongues bathing those sinning feet will do!~” The one on the right leaned in closer. Now dragging her wet tongue against her seemingly favorite spot.

Before Mavis could interject the mob cheered in overwhelming agreement on the further torment of their captive. The fire deep down within her burned brighter then their torches now. It was too late. She couldn’t take it.

As the feathers swished, as the crowd cheered, Mavis bit her bottom lip as an overwhelming orgasm rocked her body against the bonds. Her thighs trembled, her shoulder shook, she was in complete bliss as she felt the feathers drag more as more lust out of her with each touch. It was heaven, it was hell, it was absolutely delicious.

She was cumming. And cumming. And cumming... and cumming.... and... cumm..

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“Mavis? Maaaaavis!” Her father’s voice came from the other side of the bedroom door. “Are you alright my little spider? I was told there were screams coming from your room?”

Mavis sat up startled, safe in her own bed as she wiped the drool from her mouth. “DAD!? Oh... Um... I-I’m fine! Just.... PRACTICING!!! I uh, wanted to show uncle Frankie my impersonation of him when we see him today!” The young vampire lied, hoping her father wouldn’t walk in.

She heard a jolly laugh come from her door. “I’m sure he’ll love it my sweet. Now go back to bed. The last thing you want is to be tuckered out on your birthday!”

“Right... Thanks dad... Night!” Mavis sat quietly for a few moments trying to hear her father going back to his room. She let out a sigh of relief and shifted in her bed.

Mavis grunted as she clearly was going to need to wash the sheets. She folded them up and headed out the room after calming down.

Before walking out, her eyes fell to her calendar. Tomorrow she was going to be the day.

“He promised...” Mavis muttered to herself before heading to the laundry to clean up her shame.

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