Claire was already pulling Ursa’s shorts off, it was a miracle they could even hide her length. She threw them to the side, undoing her own pants as Ursa nipped her neck. She shivered at the sensation while goosebumps flurried across her body.

“Ursa,” Claire moaned, voice low against her lover’s ear. She slid her pants down, shimmying them off as best she could. Ursa was unrelenting with her affection, not even letting Claire get her pants off. “Please… I need to get these off.”

Ursa froze. She stopped grinding against Claire and let her remove her pants. She held out until she felt Claire’s throbbing cock against hers. Ursa let out a desperate whimper and ground against Claire.

“Shhh, we have to be quiet,” Claire whispered as she held back a moan. She could feel her chest burn with need as she stared into Ursa’s red eyes.

Ursa nodded, biting her lip. “Yes… master.”

Claire felt Ursa throb against her, the word causing a reaction. Claire smiled at her lover, taking in her beauty for a moment. The scars that complemented her face, the toned belly she could just barely see. Her white hair and red eyes were something so rare in this country.

“Good girl,” Claire whispered as she wrapped her arms around Ursa’s waist. She pulled her in close, kissing her.

Ursa whimpered into their kiss, her hips thrusting desperately. Claire could feel her lover losing control, she was surprised Ursa could even hold back. She only planned to ease her lover’s wild emotions, but here she was about to be swept away by them.

Ursa pulled back, her red eyes dilated. Claire nodded with a heated smile, letting her lover take control. If Ursa had a tail, Claire bet it’d be wagging. Her face lit up with excitement, and she let out a cute yip.

It caught Claire off guard and held her attention. She didn’t notice the growing crowd around the two, and neither did Ursa. The two were focused only on each other.

“I didn’t know Ursa could make such a cute noise,” Elsie snickered, breaking the tension. Both women flinched, their eyes widening.

Claire looked up to find Elsie, Jasmine, and Ana surrounding the two. Elsie had her arms crossed, and Jasmine had a slight smile. Ana’s focus was on their bodies, her eyes glued to their embrace.

“Wow, we just got done saying we would wait for Lily’s send-off, and here we find you doing this,” Elsie smirked. She was staring the Ravian woman down. “I say we punish the traitors.”

Jasmine’s smile grew. “Agreed.”

“Ana, stop ogling them and help us decide on their punishment.” Elsie snapped at her sister. Ana blinked and looked to her sister, wiping a bit of drool that formed.

“S-sorry,” she said sheepishly. “We could do that idea you had…”

“Which one?” Jasmine asked, raising her eyebrow.

“The praise circle?” Elsie asked aloud. Internally, she spoke to her sister. ‘Ana, that was your idea.’

‘I know… but… it feels like one of yours.’ Ana said while she squirmed.

Jasmine tilted her head, her eyes darting between the sisters. “You going to explain it, or keep staring at each other?”

Elsie smiled and grabbed Ana’s hand, pulling her close. “We… thought of an idea. One meant as a reward, right, Ana?”

Ana nodded sheepishly, her face flushed. “A-a circle around them. Instead of c-covering them, we praise them.”

“What she’s trying to say is this,” Elsie’s smile grew. She was grinding against her sister without even realising it. “Instead of jerking off in a circle around them, drown them in compliments. Use their enjoyment of praise. See if Claire’s not the only one who can cum with only words.”

Claire shuddered at the suggestion. She couldn’t deny how enticing it sounded. She felt Ursa’s reaction as well, her cock wagging eagerly like a dog’s tail.

“Doesn’t sound like a good punishment.” Jasmine mused, eyeing the women’s reactions.

“No, but it’s leverage,” Elsie replied. Her hands were fondling Ana’s butt. “Use it to keep them in check.”

“An incentive to hold out?” Jasmine tilted her head. She glanced at Claire, who was busy pulling her pants up. “Better than my idea…”

Claire froze mid-buckling, the hairs on the back of her neck standing. She knew from the tone of her voice what Jasmine meant. Those grueling 50-yard sprints she made her do for messing up. Back and forth at full effort, sprinting the entire time. Slow down, and more were added.

“Glad you remember,” Jasmine said with a sadistic giggle. “But I like your idea more. Been a while since we praised our mighty Paladin.”

Claire’s body betrayed her. She heard their breath catch as her cock throbbed, their hungry eyes glued to it.

“Could combine them.” Elsie licked her lips. Her eyes were basking in Claire’s length. “If they make it to Fyre without caving, they get their praise circle. If they fail…”

“I don’t know,” Jasmine said, wiping her mouth of drool. “Physical training probably won’t be effective for Ursa.”

“That’s true…” Elsie mused. She took a moment to think, her hands fondling her younger sister’s butt. Ana let out a soft moan that broke the silence.

“Mmm, she’ll have to do whatever I say, whenever,” Elsie smirked. “For a month.”

Claire felt Ursa tense up, her grip on Claire tightening. It was an effective punishment for the woman, it seems. She did not react well to even the thought. Elsie’s smile only grew with her reaction.

“That settles it,” Jasmine whispered. She turned to Elsie, who was pulling Ana’s dress to the side. “Are you looking to join them?”

Elsie stopped, her smile faltering. “Sorry… habit.”

“Better be,” Jasmine mused. “Or else you’ll join Claire’s punishment.”

Elsie gulped. She could tell by her tone that what Jasmine was suggesting was a true punishment.

‘Death sprints,’ Ana told her. ‘She had Claire run back and forth for hours…’

Elsie decided it was best not to test Jasmine. She let go of Ana and chuckled nervously. “I’d better join Lily! Need to have two people on watch tonight.”

With that, she nearly sprinted out of the carriage. Jasmine’s eyes returned to Claire, who was fully clothed now. A smile still on her face as she spoke, “Did you really think you could sneak a little romp past me?”

Claire didn’t dare say yes. She thought Jasmine was on first watch. She shook her head, her words stuck in her throat.

“Good,” Jasmine said, kneeling. “Had you gone any further before we walked in, I would have made you sprint. All. Night. Long.”

Jasmine’s tone betrayed her expression. The seriousness in her tone left no room for teasing, no room for flirting. Only the fear she had of her former lessons, of conditioning and failures.

“Yes, ma’am.” Claire got out.

Ursa got off of Claire and had her head low. Her voice was full of shame as she spoke. “Fuck, I let my lust overtake me.”

“Relax, Ursa,” Jasmine spoke, her tone smoother now. “We were mainly messing with you.”

“Still,” Ursa replied, “I should be focusing on those boys, not myself,”.

“Th-that’s no good,” Ana chimed in. “You need time to unwind…”

“She’s right, you know?” Jasmine affirmed.

“You’re one to talk,” Claire muttered. Jasmine glared at her before she rolled her eyes.

“Right, and learn from my example.” She continued. “We’re upset because you two were the only ones getting to enjoy some alone time…”

“Which is fair,” Claire replied. “I was being a bit selfish…”

“And that’s why the punishments still stand,” Jasmine smirked. “Do good, and we get to try the twins’ idea. Fail, and we’ll make your lives hell. Understood?”

The two nodded.

“Good, you have three days to hold out.” She said with a smug look. “Damn, it feels good on this side too…”

Claire ignored her lover’s muttering. She couldn’t think about that right now. Her mind was switching between the praise circle and the death sprints, the reward and the punishment. She clamped her fist, doing her best to will her arousal down.

“Maybe best if we avoid cuddling…” Ursa whispered to Claire.

Claire exhaled, the tension leaving her. “I didn’t even think about that…”

“I would rather die than listen to Elsie’s commands,” Ursa said with fire in her eyes. “We need to hold out for four days. How hard can it be?”

Claire hesitated. It’d only been two days, and she was ready to accept the consequences. But she didn’t want to dampen Ursa’s resolve.

“Right,” She chuckled and offered her hand. “Let’s do this.”

Ursa grasped her hand, the two silently resolving to beat this challenge.

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