For once, Snowcora finds herself standing up in this odd place. There is the usual low praying from a circle of kneeling, bowed figures, but the lights are new. Bright lanterns on stands, almost too bright for the sensitive eyes of an albino. It makes it difficult to see what lies beyond them.
Snowcora winces and has to shield her eyes a bit. "It isn't very polite to just yank me whenever you want something," she chides. Possibly because she's tired, or maybe because the light really does bother her!
"You sound as if you don't like my company anymore," Mordecai says, standing and pulling his hood back. He also squints a bit in the light. "Were you in the middle of something?"
"Not at all. It is more just the light is ... unpleasant," Snowcora admits. She tries to approach Mordecai, but isn't sure if she will be allowed off the dais or not.
Some words are spoken beyond the dais, and the lights dim just enough to be tolerable.
Mordecai comes to her. "I apologize for the light.. but is necessary. The artist requires it."
Snowcora arches her bare brow. "But you are the artist," she notes, confused.
"Today, I - and you - are the subjects instead," Mordecai explains, and removes his cloak. Behind are some shiny (but hard to focus on) figures, and one of them appears to be sitting at a painting canvas.
Snowcora glances towards them, then back to the Eeee before her. She reaches out and runs her fingers lightly down his chest, from his neck to his stomach. "Subjects of what?" she inquires and only sounds slightly nervous.
"A series of portraits," Mordecai says, smiling. "Our newest patron was taken by my tattoos, and wondered if any others could stand with me." As if on cue, the standing figure moves. Once passing the lamps and stepping onto the dais, it appears to be a very richly dressed and exotic looking Kirin. He's carrying a simple three-legged stool. He bows and says something in a foreign language.
Mordecai replies in the same tongue, and takes the stool. "Snowcora, this is Lord Kazuhiko.. a wealthy patron of.. certain arts."
Snowcora, completely naked, seems amazingly unconcerned by being faced with this odd creature! Given the strange beings she has seen before, the kirin is almost ... normal. She curtsies politely to him, saying, "Greetings, sir."
The stool is placed, and Kirin has Mordecai sit in it, then gestures for Snowcora it sit sideways across his lap.
And Snowcora does so. She settles in daintily, and even takes an awful lot of time to gently use her hands to move and position some of the Eeee's anatomy. Presumably to keep it from getting squished, but more likely so that she can tease the Eeee.
Kazuhiko flits around, adjusting the pose. First, he shifts their legs around, so that the leg Snowcora isn't sitting on is intertwined with one of her own. It's a bit awkward, but does 'expose' Mordecai's serpent more. The Kirin adjusts their hands and arms and spends quite a bit of time with Snowcora's hair, trying to get it drape just right without obscuring any of the tattoos. He finally seems pleased, and steps aside so the artist can go to work.
"Wow, this is almost torture! Here I have my wonderful Eeee, and I can only touch him in certain ways!" Snowcora thinks while she somehow manages to keep her expression and pose fixed. "I hope we don't have to hold this for ... hours!"
The artist is rather quick.. in that they only have to hold the pose for twenty minutes or so. Kazuhiko then gives Snowcora's shoulder a gentle tug, since he wants her to stand up.
Snowcora stands up as bidden. She also has a momentary full-body flush and feels almost shy, an unusual feeling for her. "Yes?" she asks of the creature.
The smiling Kirin just lifts Snowcora's arms out, and then nudges her legs a bit apart. There's some cluttering from the artist, who then steps up onto the dais with thick sketchpad. "He already made the detailed drawings of my designs," Mordecai explains, as the somewhat older Kiriga artist sets a platter of ink cups on the ground, flips to a fresh page, then dips his brush and scrutinizes Snowcora as he copies her down.
With her arms and legs spread, Snowcora really feels like she's on display, especially with that bright blue flower of Inala, the jem, and lines drawing some focus to her more private areas! Still, she does politely stand there feeling ... flushed.
Kazuhiko asks something, and taps the nose-ring. "He's wondering if the ring means you are a slave," Mordecai translates.
Snowcora considers this, then grins impishly. "You can tell him I am your personal pleasure slave," she tells the albino. "It is ... close to true, after all." She also then nods to Kazuhiko in an attempt to answer in the affirmative.
Mordecai raises a bald eyebrow, but relays this. The news seems to really perk up the Kirin. There's some Lapine giggling from the prayer circle as well.
"You summon me at your leisure, and I do anything you desire," Snowcora points out to Mordecai.
"Ah, well.. there's the matter of hospitality you see," Mordecai notes, but is giving an evil smirk as he does it. "That means any one of my 'servants' is at my guest's disposal.."
Snowcora smirks right back. "I thought that was already a given; you have me 'service' your guests and other servants from time to time," she points out and tries to tickle him lightly under his chin. She also leans in and adds, in a whisper, "Besides, I like thinking of myself as your slave. I might as well officially claim that position."
"Well, honorary slave," Mordecai insists. "I'm not sure how it would impact my taxes to formally list you.. especially as you don't exist outside of this chamber most of the time.."
"Well, fair point I suppose," Snowcora relents. "I shall have to decide on an appropriate piercing or tattoo to mark that, though," she adds, teasing. She's also still remaining mostly still while she is being sketched!
The artist is thorough, even lying on his back to look up between the woman's legs. At times he gets some help from his employer, who helpfully parts cheeks, lifts breasts and holds hair out of the way so no nook or cranny is left unseen.
The most awkward moments are when things are spread or lifted, it makes her feel flushed again. Still, she did claim to be a slave, so they are just treating her like property ... and she cannot complain! "You always get yourself into trouble," she thinks, "Why do you do this to yourself?"
Kazuhiko asks something else, and Mordecai nearly chokes before answering back. "He was wondering if you could turn into any other colors than white and pink," he explains to Snowcora.
"What colors was he wanting?" Snowcora has to ask, brow arching slightly.
"As to if I can, I do not know," she adds.
"He didn't say," Mordecai replies. "Your lack of natural color is best, though. The tattoos are best with that. And it makes your emotions more honest."
"Then you can tell him I cannot," Snowcora notes to the Eeee.
"I already did," Mordecai notes. "I'll remember not to be so quick next time, without consulting you."
Snowcora waves her hand. "No need, I will abide by your wishes," she says and winks. "Slave."
The artist begins to cork his inks, signalling that he has all of the details needed now to finish his portrait.
This causes Snowcora to relax a bit and shuffle her legs more closed.
Snowcora also siddles up close to Mordecai again, lightly leaning her naked body against him.
The Kirin makes a gesture, and one of the cloaked does comes over carrying a large book. Lord Kazuhiko accepts it, and turns it to show to Snowcora. "He wants you to pick something from it," Mordecai explains.
"Pick something?" Snowcora has to ask as she goes to look at this book and what might be contained within.
The book is filled with.. interesting illustrations, involving golden Kiriga. It doesn't take a genius to see that it's a sex manual - one that even Mave might learn a new position or two from.
There's Snowcora flushing again, with certain areas getting distinctively more pink. "Pick something to do with him?" she ask of Mordecai as she slowly and carefully flips through the pages.
"Well, he is the author," Mordecai says. "You can also pick one for you and me for later if you like. The does have gotten pretty good and imitating whatever sort of furniture is required."
Snowcora is actually quite thorough in looking through the book. Her interest is also evident given how pink some areas of her have become! What she finally selects is one roughly entitled 'Enticing the Serpent into the Nest'. It invokes a rather complex ritual of caressing and teasing a serpentine part of a male, then moves to all sorts of gentle kissing and licking ... and ends with that serpent being guided into a very special nest. All of this occurs in a setting (of course) made to look like the enticer is lost in the wilderness; so bushes, maybe a nearby pond, and a bed of leaves. The one she selects for Mordecai for later is ... considerably rougher; with the male taking his new 'harem girl' to 'train' her; and involves more physical force and even some biting. She then winks to Mordecai and goes back to the first selection, the Enticing of the Serpent to the Nest. She taps it and looks to the Kirin as she bites her lower lip.
Lord Kazuhiko looks pleased. Given how different a human mouth and tongue are, it's certainly going to be a unique experience! He opens his robe so Snowcora can see how unique it's going to be for her as well. The odd mammal-reptile blend extends to that as well (but there's just the one, at least). The does get up and try to become the scenery. This is apparently something Hortense has trained them for.
And Snowcora's hands slide down to the Lord's hips, then inward to the serpent. This she starts to caress as she looks up to the Lord and smiles. It is actually a shy sort of smile; rare for her these days!
The smile seems to really turn the man on (or else he is also well trained). He says something, and Moredcai translates it as, "So wonderfully expressive."
Snowcora tries to guide the Kirin over to the makeshift doe 'scenery' and gethim to settle down and relax. If he does, well, it's then her turn to do a lot of exploration. Mostly with just her hands at first, tracing out every difference in anatomy and feel, it also gives her a chance to judge his reaction to various touches and tickles.
It's amazing how you can maneuver someone around by their handle, if you do it right. It's also clear that the Kirin really likes the exotic (to him) ladies. The bare-skinned but not scaled fingers really elicit some surprised reactions from him (and he's probably already gone through the entire book with the does).
Snowcora keeps it up with her hands for a long time. Raising pulse rates, then letting them slow right back down by touching anything but. Eventually, though, the enticement moves to kissing the serpent. Gentle and light at first. That flows into licking; lots and lots of licking. And that eventually flows into inviting the serpent into human jaws. For a few seconds at first, then the kissing resumes, but as with touching, it grows more and more intimate and deep as time passes. And with proper angles, it turns out the human can 'tend' to impressive sizes.
It's hard for the Kirin (literally and figuratively) since the role is essentially a passive one for him. He does run claws through the woman's hair, and make interesting noises (but not hisses), and even shows off his own impressive pointed tongue every so often.. but generally lets Snowcora do the work and control the level of intensity.
And it is apparent Snowcora is trying to push the Kirin as far as she can. How much time passes that just involves kissing and nursing ... is hard to say. But at long last the Kirin finds himself face to face with Snowcora. Her hips are straddling his, everything positioned so that the serpent can enter her nest. Her head tilts suggestively, as if asking him 'Will your serpent become part of me?'. It's at this point the Kirin can decide to become a lot more active ... or let things end.
And of course he takes the active route, causing the does to scramble about to form a fluffy chaise lounge. And.. now it's his turn to tease Snowcora. He shifts, tilts, wiggles and rubs as usual, but also makes use of his tail with it's fluffy tuft. This he uses to really see how sensitive Snowcora's skin is, brushing it along her throat and breasts while he licks and nibbles other areas.
That's one of the curses of being an albino (and one even Nicora gets by proxy due to her skin 'treatment' to strip her bald', she is very sensitive. This causes the human to make all manners of sounds, from soft coos, to squeals, to even guttural groans, as she writhes about in the Kirin's grasp. "Why does it always have to feel so good?" she thinks in the throes of it. "It has made me truly a whore of Inala."
It probably doesn't help that the does making up the mating couch aren't exactly docile. They tend to sneak in licks, or gropes and caresses all the time as well, right up until the Kirin begins to get serious. He isn't rough or hard, at least until he lifts up Snowcora's legs to take advantage of the impact padding afforded by her butt. And even then.. he seems to go on and on for quite some time.
The sounds Snowcora makes when the Kirin gets serious and applies real muscle makes it clear to everyone present that she really enjoys what he is doing and how he feels. He's 'delightfully large' for her frame, which always brings with it a level of intense feelings. And as for him going on forever, she doesn't seem to mind that at all; she seems to be riding an intense wave of sensations at this point as Inala 'blesses' her with one incredibly long and intense rush of pleasure radiating out from that blue jewel embedded just above her 'gate'. Of course all sorts of other horrible feelings come with it too, the desire to be pregnant being one of them. Appropriate for Inala, after all.
It's some time after that that the Kirin finishes. He gasps and shudders as well, which also seems to surprise him. He even kisses Snowcora's forehead with his soft, lightly scaled lips.
"You can do that any time," Snowcora whispers out, eyes mostly closed. Wow, she feels soooooo good right now. So naturally she feels both ashamed and elated by this and what she became 'in the name of the sisters'. Granted had she the choice all over again, she would have made the same one, and be in this exact same position right now.
That's when Mordecai helpfully shows Kazuhiko what happens if he nurses on Snowcora. This starts a whole second round of overstimulation for the Shrine Maiden.
Snowcora groans when the nursing happens. It feels so good to produce like that; nothing at all like it is for Nicora ... it just hurts for her. "Inala, why did you dooo this to meeee?" she thinks when her back is arches in the intensity.
Because everyone loves me for it, is probably the answer if the goddess were to reply. There are few more positions the Kirin wants to try it out seems, and possibly even invent a new one making use of the does to support things in ways that furniture could not.
Snowcora only consents to more on one condition; Mordecai gets to join in. She can, after all, occupy several males at once and right now there are two specific ones she wants to occupy! This is such a lovely dream when it comes down to it, full of pleasure and beauty. Pity that it isn't long from now she will awaken in the nest of monsters, itching, oozing, and be possibly the ugliest Eeee living ... and have horrible milking to face, insects to train on proper Eeee impregnation, and an Acolyte to work with and make stronger. So, yes, right now she wants to bury herself in a world of pleasure...