Hot Off the Presses: Grasp of the Silken Gasp by Jay Aury & Amanda Clover

Author:Jay Aury & Amanda Clover [Aury, Jay]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2021-10-13T00:00:00+00:00

Captain of the Guard

Captain Brightmore of the Silver Griffons rubbed his temples with his free hand. They were in the kitchen of the Witch House, the rest of the Girffons still examining the remainder of the building with meticulous care, occasionally passing through while he worked. He’d removed his helmet and held it under his arm, while at his side stood his lieutenant Fitzweller, and sitting in a chair before him, Lacey Windemere.

“So,” he said, trying hard not to stare at the elf sitting across from him. “Let’s try this one more time. Explain it to me.”

Lacey nodded where she sat, wearing only a cloak, which her breasts continuously pushed open whenever she moved, her thighs still glistening with the cum of the witch. “Sure! Okay, so, get this. Lady Primwood was involved in a romantic relationship with the orc Thorag. But she was also seeing a witch who lives in this house!”

“The one who vanished in the mirror?”

“Right! As soon as she finished fucking me,” Lacey said. “See?”

Brightmore’s face flamed as the elf parted her thighs and pointed at the cum oozing from her pussy. “I-I get it! Cover yourself!”

“Whoops! Sorry,” Lacey giggled. “Anyway, Lady Primwood isn’t dead, but she was taken to be used in a magical horny ritual happening um… maybe tomorrow? I dunno. But! There’s also a secret sex cult working in the city, trying to make women even lovelier and hornier! They’re called the Silken.”

“The Silken what?”

“Dunno! Nice name though, isn’t it?”

Brightmore groaned and squeezed the bridge of his nose. “How did you even find out about this?”

“I asked Thorag.”

“And how did you meet with him?”

“Um, certainly not by giving the jailor a blowjob,” Lacey said, shifting uneasily in her chair.

Brightmore gave her a flat look. When he got back to the prison, someone was very fired. He turned to his lieutenant. “Escort Miss Windemere back to her home, if you’ll please.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Hey!” Lacey said, jumping to her feet, her cloak falling off to reveal her full figure. “You can’t cut me out here! This is my story!”

Brightmore stared at the elf’s buxom figure. “I… this… this is an ongoing investigation by the Silver Griffons!” he snapped back, face flushing a bright red. “And you are forbidden from pursuing this!”

“You can’t do that! This is a story the public deserves to know!”

“No it’s not! Lieutenant! Escort her out of here. Now! And give her some clothes to wear for Orrin’s sake!”

Lieutenant Fitzweller clicked his heels and saluted as Captain Brightmore swept out of the room, muttering about Lacey’s interference. He nodded at Lacey, who huffed and followed him out of the Witch House.

In the dark street Lacey fumed as she was helped into the seat of an official carriage. Her lips pursed with indignation; the blue uniform she’d been given by the soldiers almost painfully tight around her curves, something the unfortunate lieutenant couldn’t stop observing. Not even as he nearly drove onto the sidewalk before jerking back onto the road. It was with considerable

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