“I'm not sure." Malika replied, ignoring the imp since she didn't really know what he was talking about.

“We could put them in the cells below the temple until we decide what to do with them. Pugward, Could you send them there and lock the doors?"

“Sure thing Sweet Thighs." The imp turned Eluria about and made a few intricate patterns in the air with his claws.

The unconscious bodies of the sisters began to disappear one by one in a series of bright green flashes. When the Last one had gone the imp clapped his hands together and the bodies of the demons vanished too along with their gooey entrails.

“What did you do with the thralls?" Shanti asked as she walked across the marble floors, admiring the shine the Little imp's magic had left upon their surface.

“Sent ‘em to their mistresses cells, re-animated what was left of ‘em and ‘den gave ‘em a serious craving for pussy." He grabbed ahold of Eluria's long hair again and jabbed his heels into her sides to have her skip across the hallway.

“Pugward!" Malika's eyes widened at him, horrified he would do such a thing.

“Relax! I was kiddin', they're on the trash heap outside. Their brains were smellin' up the joint."

With a sigh of relief Malika joined him and Shanti and began to walk toward the stairs that led upwards to the sleeping chambers. Pugward followed them up the stairs in spite of having a little trouble manoeuvring Eluria up them. She didn't seem to be able to keep bent over and walk up a staircase at the same time. Pugward had to crawl up on her shoulders so she could stand up straight and carry him along with them. It was an incredible comfort to her back when he told her she could straighten up. It wasn't just the imp sat on her back but also the weight from her engorged boobs that made the position so uncomfortable.

“Eluria, lead us to your rooms." Malika ordered as she discovered the higher levels of the temple to be much more complex than she had thought. On her previous visit she had been taken straight up a Long spiral staircase to the tallest tower and wasn't able to appreciate just how much like a Labyrinth the place was.

“Mrrrrff!" The former high sorceress looked as if she was ready to flay someone.

That didn't stop her obediently walking them to her rooms however and they stopped in front of the doors. Without her magic she couldn't open them herself and had to rely on the imp to send a surge of energy forward that blew them wide open.

Malika suddenly giggled uncontrollably and Pugward turned to see Shanti running her fingertips under the woman's arms before reaching up to cup her large bare tits and squeeze enticingly. The pair seemed to forget about Pugward and Eluria and stumbled into the room fumbling with each other's garments. Luckily all Malika had to do was slide the apprentice robe from Malika's shoulders and the girl was completely naked once again. For her part, Shanti became annoyed with the flimsy belt that held Malika's skirt together and ripped it open.

“Now we're cookin'." Pugward observed lecherously.

“Put me down over there. Gently.”

Eluria felt her hands reach up to carefully Lift him from her shoulders and carry him over to the leather seat that overlooked the bed. His skin felt a Little rough and scaly beneath her fingers and she found that after holding him her hands were coated in a thin Layer of clear slime.

Malika and Shanti fell onto the silk sheets of the bed in each other's arms. Their hands traced exploring caresses across their bodies. Shanti felt so firm and strong against her slender fingers and Malika found herself letting her fingertips follow the well defined distinctly feminine musculature of the girl beneath her. Likewise Shanti's hands couldn't keep themselves away from Malika's creamy tits. She found she could draw the sweetest moans from between those full lips if she lightly pinched the hardened pink nipples on those incredible tits.

It wasn't long before Malika Lowered herself to lie atop her new lover, her light alabaster skin contrasting against the rich dark hue of Shanti's. Their soft breasts mushed together as their mouths once again re-discovered the pleasures of their kiss. They were completely lost to the world, knowing only the touch of the other and the desperate need that was growing within them.

Pugward watched the whole thing with a perverted gleam in his eyes.

“This is way better than the pay-per-view shit on cable." He confided to no one in particular as he slid his shorts down his stumpy legs.

Eluria couldn’t help but see the imp's small cock resting against his thigh. In proportion she supposed he might have been quite well hung but since he was only three feet tall it was still only two and a half inches. It was the same shade of sickly green as the rest of him with a few darker green spots along the length that she supposed were either natural colourations of his skin or possibly marks of disease.

The naked imp slouched back upon the seat, his cock slowly growing harder between his legs as he watched the two women attempt to devour each other. His Long wiry arms stretched out beside him as he took in the view with a rusty sigh of contentment. Beside him Eluria stood fixed to the spot, unable to move or speak and still stark naked as she looked between the imp and the two women currently busy messing up her bed sheets.

“Hey bitch, whilst you're hangin' about why don't ya get me a beer?" Turned his head to Look at Eluria.

The woman didn't move. Though she couldn't disobey him the woman simply didn't know where to find any beer. She had none stocked in the temple and without Deckler to transport her she didn't even know where the nearest village was off the top of her head.

“What!? No beer! You gotta be kiddin’ me!? An' I hate conjured crap too. Always tastes like freakin’ ash." One of his arms moved to allow him to scratch the end of his chin as he considered his options.