Scarlet Monastery Chapter 1 - Desecrating the Altar

"Damn, again nothing for you. And this was the last of them. Nobody left here to loot. I'm so sorry Tiri..", Zinuii, the group's warrior, said, looking apologetically at the young priestess and sighed.
"Don't worry..look, a nice amulet for Lunara! I'm happy that at least someone got something useful from Whitemane.", the nightelf responded.

Narali felt bad for the priestess. Hours upon hours and nothing for her, while the rest of the group virtually swam in shiny new loot and useful items. And all this after they had coaxed the nightelf girl into coming with them by promising her that she would have dips on everything she could use.

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The group had been desperate to find a healer. The young draenei girls had started out as a team of five and made their way to the Scarlet Monastery, after hearing of the atrocities that were committed there by the Scarlet Crusade (and the valuable items they possessed). But after hours of travelling, when the large building finally came into view behind a bend in the road, their priestess had suddenly received a magical message that she was needed by her guild, and without more than a quick apology she had vanished, having been summoned by her guild warlock to who knows where, leaving the four perplexed girls standing alone on the road.

After debating the situation for a while, they had decided to try their luck without the priestess. After all, besides the warrior and mage, their group consisted of a paladin and a shaman, who both had some healing spells in their magical repertoire.
Both were terribly unskilled in the healing arts, though, and neither possessed any items of magic which could increase their healing power. But they didn't want to give up after having travelled so many hours, and went on towards the monastery.

But they hadn't even reached the outer gates when they were spotted by a group of guards, who attacked them without so much as a warning. And it quickly became clear that they were not up to the challenge without a real healer.
They were horribly uncoordinated. With Lunara, the paladin, and Mooari, the shaman, making no offensive strikes, but instead fumbling to heal their comrades, at which they rarely succeeded, getting interrupted over and over by guards attacking them, they were quickly beaten up so bad that they decided to run for it.
After they had gained some distance, the guards luckily didn't follow them, and the girls had been able to heal their wounds. But another try was out of the question. If the guards outside the cloister could already beat them up that bad, they would stand no chance against the much more skilled enemies that would await them inside.
They simply needed someone who could really heal, so that four of the group could take on the offense.

Goodbyes had already been spoken, and every girl was preparing to activate her hearthstone, which would teleport her back home, when Zinuii had suddenly yelled, 'Stop!'. Her eyes strained, she had pointed towards the south.
Narali had looked into the direction, and could see a figure in the distance. When she had realized that the figure seemed to be wearing a white robe, she had understood.
"That might be a priestess!", she had exclaimed happily and started into the stranger's direction, shortly followed by the rest of the group, sudden hope filling their eyes.

Narali had been torn between pity and amusement at the poor girl's reaction when the four tall draenei in full battle gear came rushing at her. The girl's, a young nightelf's, eyes went wide and she had been just about to turn around an run, when Zinuii had shouted, "Please, wait! We need your help!".
That luckily had gotten the nightelf's attention, and she had stood her ground until she was ringed by the four draenei.
The situation had been almost comical. The elf had looked like she hadn't reached her third decade yet, and she was short and thin, even for an elf.
The tip of her long ears barely reached the height of Narali's chin, and Narali herself was the shortest of the draenei, with Zinuii almost towering a head over her.
Narali couldn't imagine how the diminutive girl must have felt suddenly being ringed by the tall blue-skinned women.

To the groups delight, though, the girl actually had turned out to be a priestess, and one of the healing arts too, not one of those who followed the shadows.
After the group had told her about their misfortune of having lost their own priestess, and their desperate need for a healer, the shy girl had told them she would love to help, but that she was far from experienced enough to take on the challenges of the Scarlet Monastery.
This had launched the draenei girls into great promises that the elf was surely skilled enough to heal the group, and they would take the best care of her. They had talked about honor and glory gained by defeating the inhabitants of the evil monastery, and promised her that she would get all the loot she could use.

Especially Narali did her best to persuade the elf, who had introduced herself as Tiri, to join them. Not just because they needed a healer, but because she had immediately taken a liking to the shy elf.
She saw a bit of her own shyness in the elf, which made her immediately feel like an acquaintance, and she simply adored the girl's looks. She was so petite, with a slender body, a long neck, even longer ears, and beautiful smooth pinkish-blue skin. Her eyes were large and innocent, and her face just the perfect example for cuteness.
Narali, whose private fantasies often included girls as well as men, could feel her heart beating faster every time she looked at the elf and wondered what she would look like under her clothes, so she gave her best to get the elf to follow them, for the chance to get to know her better, or at least to let her eyes feast on the view.

Together, after long minutes, they finally succeeded in persuading the timid elf to go with them, and they set off again towards the monastery, eager to deal some good to its evil inhabitants.

Unfortunately, once the fighting began, it became clear that the young adventurers had not really mastered their abilities or their teamwork, and their progress through the monastery was slow and chaotic. But Tiri did her best to heal them, and after a few hours they had managed to clear the monastery graveyard from its inhabitants.
They found quite a number of great items they could use, but unfortunately nothing suitable for the priestess.
Quickly they decided to continue on to the monastery's library.
Their teamwork became better, but the enemies became more skilled too, so their progress didn't improve much.
And when they had cleared the place, the same as before: good items for everyone, except for Tiri, who did so much to keep the others alive.
The good thing was, that the more time they spent together fighting, and especially resting between groups of enemies, the friendlier the atmosphere between the five girls became. Despite the exhausting battles, they joked and giggled, and Narali wondered if it was just her imagination, or if there was a rising sexual tension in the air. Multiple times she caught glimpses from one of the girls towards another, which seemed born in lust and desire. She herself kept looking at Tiri's features, and thought she caught the elf looking back at her a few times.
But the other draenei girls caught her attention too. They were all beautiful women, and while she liked Tiri for her shy behavior and innocent looks, she also admired the other draenei for their more dominant behavior. She, a mage herself, often found herself attracted to those who would fearlessly face the enemy in melee combat.

She was happy when they decided to take on the monastery's armory, but felt increasingly bad for their priestess when once again, everyone found useable loot, except for Tiri.
Their packs were full with loot they couldn't carry in their hands, and they had enough to sell to make some good coin. But neither draenei protested the decision to take on the final - and best guarded - part of the monastery, just to finally get Tiri something for her hard work.
It took them a few hours, but they managed to empty the cathedral, sending the Scarlet Crusade's local leaders to the place they belonged.
For the fourth time, the draenei girls were showered in useful additions to their equipment. But, to the chagrin of them all, they found not one single item useable by Tiri.


During this day of fighting their way tirelessly through the evil monastery, the group had really grown together. Thus, it was no surprise to Narali that the other draenei immediately agreed when she suggested going to an inn together for the night, and, come the next day, setting out towards the dungeons of Uldaman or Maraudon, or wherever they needed to go to deck out Tiri in the wonderful items she deserved, after having proven herself hour after hour without any reward.

"That is really lovely, but you don't need to do that..", Tiri timidly responded to the suggestion.
"No, we all got so much, and you got nothing, even though we promised you the best loot for coming with us. I believe I speak for all of us, when I say that we will do everything to get you your reward for your incredible work of keeping our chaotic group alive for so long!", Lunara said, and meant it.
The others nodded their heads and eagerly agreed.

"That is terribly nice of you, but if you really want to give me a reward..well..we..we could", she began and suddenly fell silent.
"We could what?", Zinuii finally asked.
"Oh..nothing", the elf stammered, staring at the floor.
"You can tell us what you want to do. We're all friends here!", Narali said helpfully, and the other girls nodded.
"Well, it's..ah no, I can't say this. You will think I'm weird.", Tiri said, her eyes still on the floor.
Narali felt amused, but could understand the shy elf. She clearly wanted something, but was too shy to say what it was.
But exactly this made the mage very curious. For what could the cute little elf, who had shot her and the other draenei so many looks during the day, desire?
Narali had a good idea what the answer could be, or at least, what she herself hoped the answer would be.
She didn't want to force the shy girl to say what was on her mind, but the elf already had made it clear that there was something she wanted, and Narali was determined to get it out of her and make it come true.

She went to the elf and just hugged her tightly, well aware that she was pressing the short girl's face into her breasts.
"Aww nobody will think you're weird, I promise! You can tell us everything!"
"I..I don't know..it's just..that..I don't know..". She fell silent again.
Either the girl was still too shy or didn't get the hint when Narali pressed her into her boobs, or she was off about the girl's secret wish after all. But the mage decided to try her luck, hoping that her assumption was correct.
She pressed the elf girl even harder against her own soft orbs, hoping the elf would be able to feel her hardening nipples through the thin cloth of her robe. Then she slid one hand further down the girl's back until she cupped her buttcheek and squeezed sensually, while breathing into her ear, "Don't be shy. Tell us what you want. Please.".

When the draenei squeezed her butt, the elf looked up into her eyes, her own orbs wide in surprise.
Finally she started to speak, and Narali released her from her tight embrace, albeit hesitantly, since having the girl in her arms had been heavenly. She felt so soft and tender, and her smell utterly aroused the draenei. It was a mixture of whatever scented soaps or oils she had used on herself in the morning, and sweat from the long hours of fighting that was not unpleasant at all to the draenei's nose, but rather incited some animalistic lust in her.

"Well, I just thought, after fighting all day, we could do something more..fun..now", the elf finally said, making the draenei girls look in puzzlement at each other.
"Like what?" Mooari asked when the elf remained silent once more.

The elf looked around. Finally her eyes settled on the big stone slab in the middle of the cathedral, which served as an altar. She giggled as if something funny had just occurred to her. "Something like..desecrating that altar..", she said and looked at them with a funny grin.
"Desecrating that altar?", Zinuii asked, her brows furrowed. "Like..peeing on it or what do you mean?"
"Hmm..peeing is good..", Tiri said and Narali could see the elf's face get a bit red.
"But actually I thought more like..", she continued, her eyes on the floor now.
"Like..what?", the paladin pressed the shy elf on.
"Please, tell us!", Narali whispered excitedly.
"Doing things like..doing dirty things to a priestess on it..", she finally continued, her face now really red.

Narali's eyes went wide when she realized she had been right in her suspicions about the elf all the time, and her heart suddenly beat very fast.
"You mean..doing dirty things..with you?", she asked the pretty elf, who only nodded in response, not daring to look her in the eyes.

There was a harsh silence in the room, with everyone staring at the nightelf, who in turn still stared at the ground.
Then it was suddenly broken by Lunara's laugh.
"I knew it!", the paladin exclaimed. "I've caught you looking at my butt, sweetheart, and not just mine. I've suspected you got a thing for girls but didn't want to say anything to embarrass you, but it seems I was right!"
Tiri finally raised her head and looked at her companions again with a fearful look in her face.
But that look quickly turned into one of relief when Narali whispered, but loud enough to be heard by everyone, "I want to do dirty things with you too".
This confession obviously encouraged the elf to talk more.
"I always wanted to meet a draenei and find out what it is like to..well..", her face became even redder now than it had before, if that was even possible, "to find out what it feels like to be..well..you know..with a tail..".
Mooari and Zinuii still too perplexed to say anything, the paladin grinned broadly.

"So the shy little elf is actually a kinky little beast who wants to be fucked with draenei tail!", Lunara continued, and made a dramatic pause, before adding, "I love that!"
"You do?", the elf asked her, eyes wide.
"Gods, yes, I've been imagining what you look like beneath that robe from the first moment I saw you!"
"Really?", the elf, and Narali, asked in unison, which made everyone look at Narali, who was the one to get red in the face now.
"I guess I'm not the only one then..", the mage chuckled.
"Of course you're not!", Zinuii now exclaimed.
She looked at Tiri. "Sorry, dear, you're really lovely and nice and all, and I would never do anything you don't want, but by Velen, look at you! How I would love to fuck your tiny holes silly and leave you a wet and drooling mess!"
Narali couldn't believe what she was hearing now from everyone.
"Wet and messy little naked elf..I'll have me some of that!", Mooari completed the group.

Tiri was practically beaming with happiness to Narali's delight.
And, looking around, so was everyone else, Narali noticed, including herself of course.
She had secretly hoped to get to know Tiri a little better after their adventure and perhaps somehow seduce her to spend the night together, but now it looked like a five girl orgy in the making, which was more then she could have dreamed of. One girl was good, but four others..
She was brought back from her daydreaming when she heard Lunara talk.
"But, just to make sure, because I really like you, I don't want anyone to do anything you don't like in the heat of the moment, so tell us exactly what you want from us dear. And don't leave out anything!".

"Uhm well..", the elf began to stutter, her face red again, but obviously gaining courage from the lustful expressions on the draenei's faces watching her. "I love being treated..um..like a.. little toy. When I'm used. And well..not too gentle..".
"Hmm that sounds good. Continue! Tell us what you want us to do with you..or to you!", Zinuii spurned her on.
"Well..", Tiri took a deep breath and looked at the draenei. "I want you to abuse me. As hard as you can. Make me your little toy. Your sex slave. I want you to fuck me with your tails as hard and deep as I can take it. And then some harder. I want all your tails in all my holes as deep as somehow possible."
She exhaled deeply. It was obvious that it had taken her quite some willpower to just say out loud what she really wants.
The four girls were staring at her wide-eyed.
Narali couldn't believe that this innocent looking girl was so kinky. Just like herself. With every word from the elf Narali had gotten more aroused. But for her it was more the thought of experiencing such sweet abuse herself.
She knew exactly what the elf wanted, loving to be handled like a sextoy herself, getting off on being fucked brutally with no holes barred. The mage vowed to grant Tiri her wish and fuck her as hard as possible, in the hopes that once the elf was spent, she could take over her role and get some tails for her own aching orifices.

"So, just to make that completely clear..", Zinuii was saying, "you want us all to cram our tails as far up your pussy as possible, force them up your little asshole as hard as we can, and shove them down your throat until you choke on them?"

"Ooh yes please!", the elf responded to everyone's delight.
"So then we are agreed?", the warrior asked into the round. "We fulfill Tiri's biggest wish and brutally force fuck her tiny little elf holes until she can take it no more?"
"And then we abuse her even harder!", Lunara said, and everyone agreed with eager nods and exclamations, Tiri most eager of all.
"And..", she suddenly said, making the others fall silent and listen.
"I'd love it if you also..um..", the elf went deeply red in her face again, "if you pee on me..".
Narali was shocked. This girl was even kinkier than she was. She had never even thought of the possibility of getting someone to pee on her. But thinking about it now turned her on immensely. The thought of some pretty girl spewing her most private liquid on her, her dirty yellow urine..it was so kinky, the draenei utterly loved the thought of it. She immediately became determined to get some of that action too.
"Such a young, innocent looking girl..I'd never have imagined you to be so utterly kinky!", Mooari commented with a wide grin.
Lunara, always the inquisitive one, asked, "So you really want us to piss on you? Just on you body, or.."
"Over my face and in my mouth!", Tiri quickly said, making the others chuckle with her eagerness.

"Well, then I promise you darling, we'll shower your pretty face in yellow urine and force you to drink liters of our hot piss!", Zinuii said, making Tiri smile like a little child on winterveil.
Narali, seeing the opportunity, immediately started casting a spell that created bottles of water and passed them around.
"That's the spirit!", Zinuii said with a laugh and began to drink, quickly imitated by the other girls.

"Well then, let's start the fun!", Mooari said after she finished drinking. "I've been near bursting for an hour, and after drinking that whole bottle now I can't possibly hold it any longer!"
She grabbed Tiri by the wrist and dragged her towards the altar.
"You wanted to desecrate that altar by peeing on it", she said, pointing at Zinuii, "And you wanted to desecrate it by doing dirty things to a priestess on it, so let's do both!"
Once next to the altar, she let go of the nightelf's hand and looked at her pretty face with lust in her eyes.
"Lets get you naked, lovely!"

"No wait!", Narali quickly interfered. She believed she knew what would get Tiri even more excited.
"What?", Mooari asked, and everyone looked at the mage.
"Since we've all been fighting and sweating for a long time, our pee will probably be really, really thick and yellow right now."
"So?", Lunara asked, but Narali could see Tiri look at her with gleaming eyes. She smiled back at the young elf.
"And our lovely Tiri is wearing such a nice, white robe..I think we should give her a little souvenir so she will remember us!"
The other girls seemed not to really understand, so Narali hopped over to the altar and said, "Lie down!", to Tiri, who quickly climbed upon the stone and laid down on the red cloth with the emblem of the Scarlet Crusade.
The altar was big enough to allow her to lay down her whole body on it, with neither feet nor head hanging over the ends.
Once she was in position, Narali climbed up too, and stood over the elf, each foot on either side of her, positioned roughly above her lower legs.
Then she bent down and grabbed the hem of her own robe, raising it up to her belly. She smiled when she saw Tiri staring with lust at her thighs and crotch.
She thought for a moment if she should pull her panties off or to the side, but then thought she wanted to have a little souvenir herself and started concentrating on her bladder without moving her panties away.
The thrill of the situation made her bladder shy, but she could feel her pussy producing another liquid. The kinkiness of the whole situation made her innards burn with excitement. She was not only about to pee into her own panties, but on the cutest elf she had ever seen. It was so dirty, but so exciting. She was about to piss on someone. And that someone was staring at her burning crotch and eagerly awaiting the hot yellow liquid.
After long moments of intense concentration, she finally could feel hot wetness spreading on the damp cloth, and a moment later a trickle of her pee ran down her leg.
She concentrated to increase the pressure, her heart beating ever more quickly from the thrill of being watched by all those gorgeous women while she was peeing on one of them.
She just hoped that before the day was over, she would be the one lying down, looking up at a hot stream of piss coming at her face.
But for now it was Tiri's turn, and she intended to make the next hours as glorious for the submissive little elf as she possibly could.
The force of her stream increased, and it began flowing through the thin cloth of her panties. The yellow drops fell directly downwards, spattering on the lower part of Tiri's white robe.
And to Narali's delight, her piss was as dirty yellow as she had hoped.
The white material of the elf's robe did not just turn wet, but nicely yellow. She wanted to leave the sweet elf a nice souvenir, and what better than a completely yellow piss-stained robe for a dirty girl like Tiri? She was sure the kinky elf would never wash the robe again.
Slowly she moved forward inch by inch, her small pee stream continually trickling down on the girl who was looking at her with loving eyes.

"You didn't get any real new loot today, but at least you'll have a nice 'new' yellow robe!", she exclaimed happily, and the elf below her mewled sexily.

"NOW I get it! Souvenir. Heh.", Mooari, who was still standing next to the altar, said.
Narali could see that she was clenching her legs now, obviously having to pee pretty bad.
"Get up here!", she said to the shaman, "the more piss the better! Don't you agree Tiri?"
The elf nodded with gleaming eyes and a wide grin.
Narali had to smile at the view, almost forgetting to keep peeing.

Meanwhile Mooari didn't want to wait for another invitation. She quickly loosened her belt and pushed her mail pants down.
Not missing the looks she got from the other two draenei still standing a few steps away, watching the scene before them, the shaman turned until her backside was directly towards them. Then, still wearing her upper armor, she pushed her thumbs under the hem of her panties and slowly pulled them down, bending over while doing so, and deliberately raising her tail high enough to make sure that Lunara and Zinuii got a good look at her pussy and the little starfish below her tail.
Looking back, Narali could see the two girl's looks darting between Mooari's behind and the scene up on the altar, where she herself was still peeing slowly on the nightelf's clothes, standing upon her tummy now. The elf's robe was already adorned by a nice long line of yellow, ranging from the hem to the belly.

Then Mooari jumped onto the altar, standing over Tiri's feet.
"Hurry, I can't it hold much longer!", she yelled and Narali had to laugh.
"Just piss between my legs. I don't mind if you hit me.", she assured the shaman, who made a sigh of relief and immediately started pissing.
But when Narali heard the sound of piss splattering on stone, and looked back to see Mooari's hot stream going straight down and landing between the elf's feet, she almost couldn't believe the waste of perfectly good piss, and quickly yelled, "Bend back and pull your pussylips up so you piss forward!"
Mooari did as she was told. She put her fingers just above her pussy and pulled it up. When Narali could see the thick yellow stream move forward and hit Tiri's robe, she turned back satisfied to look at Tiri's face.
Then suddenly her backside exploded in unexpected hotness. When she turned around, the hotness hit her arm, and she saw that Mooari had leant back and her intense piss stream was angled so high that she had hit Narali.
This turned the mage on immensely, and she considered for a moment if she should bend down and try to get some on her face now, but Mooari was already yelling "Sorry!" through clenched teeth, and angling her stream down, to hit Tiri again.
Narali just said, "Don't worry". She really hoped she would get some more piss on her later, but for now she felt thrilled by the warmth still very noticeable on her back. She smiled when she realized that Tiri was not the only one anymore who got a nice yellow souvenir.

Her own pee stream was finished after a few more moments. She felt her belly being somewhat full from the water she had just drunk a few minutes ago, unfortunately though her bladder was empty, and, try as she might, she couldn't press out any more pee.
But the view below her had become awesomely fascinating.
Mooari's stream was so powerful, and angled at Tiri's breasts now, that it splattered and sprayed from where it impacted.
It had already made the chest part of the priestess' robe near translucent with a yellow sheen, and Narali could see Tiri's black bra shimmering through.
But the best part was that the spray from the impact point was so powerful that it produced a fine yellow mist that reached Tiri's face and left beautiful tiny yellow drops on her smiling face.
Narali had never before associated pee with something erotic, but during the past minutes this had quickly changed, and she felt the burning desire to drop down and lick Tiri's face clean from it's yellow patina, to taste Mooari's hot urine on the elf's skin.

But before she could decide what to do, she felt a hand on her leg. Looking down, she saw Lunara at her side, completely naked.
"If you're finished, get down. It's time we make our little elf actually drink some filthy hot draenei piss!". The paladin grinned with gleaming white teeth.

At her other side, Narali saw Zinuii, equally naked - and gorgeously so - looking at her, waiting for her to get down.
But behind her, Mooari was still pissing like a horse, so the mage decided to at least get a little bit more piss on herself.
So, when climbing down from above Tiri, she first let go of the hem of her robe which she had been holding up all the time. Once the cloth obstructed the way between her shapely legs, it was hit by the shaman's pee stream. Then the mage turned around to get some nice wetness on the front of her dress too, before she left the way of the urine stream and hopped to the floor.

Turning around, she could just see the sudden end of Mooari's gift to the young nightelf. The huge arc of pee suddenly grew smaller, and the stream ceased.
But Mooari's masses of piss had been enough to completely soak Tiri's robe to Narali's delight.
There wasn't a single dry patch left. Nor a single white one.
And the elf's bra and panties were clearly visible through the wet cloth.
Narali admired the elf's gorgeous, lithe body, but then her attention was drawn by Lunara and Zinuii, who had climbed onto the altar, and were now standing over Tiri's head, one of the girls on each side.

"So you piss drenched little elf want to get really dirty now?", Zinuii asked her. Tiri eagerly nodded her head and opened her mouth wide.
Zinuii laughed. "Not so fast, little one. Lets drench your face and hair first."
Tiri closed her mouth and looked up at the beautiful naked girls expectantly.
Narali, having another idea to make the experience even more intense for the cute nightelf, went to the top of the altar to come standing before where Tiri's head was.
"Let's see just how kinky you really are. Keep your eyes open while they piss on your face!"
Narali could see the thrill in Tiri's eyes, who was obviously getting off on the wicked idea.
Lunara, quite obviously caring a lot for the elf, asked, "Do you really want to do this? This will probably burn.."
But the priestess just answered. "I'm pretty sure it won't burn. Guys like to come on my eyes all the time. They're so big and innocent they say. So I'm used to getting something in there."
All draenei looked bewildered at the small elf, who revealed more and more just how dirty she was beneath that facade of shyness.
"Ok then. Just close them if it gets too bad.", Lunara said and closed her own eyes in concentration, spreading her pink lips with two slender fingers.

A moment later, a beautiful jet of yellow piss left her tiniest hole.
Her aim was a bit off, and the jet hit Zinuii's shins, who just grinned and said, "Hmm feels nice and warm!".
Lunara gave a smile, and adjusted her aim, until she hit the bridge of Tiri's nose.
The sweet nightelf's lips formed a large smile, and as promised, she kept her beautiful elven eyes wide open. The spray of pee from the impact that landed on her orbs didn't seem to bother her at all, so the paladin started lightly gyrating her hips, moving her stream all over the elf's pretty face, but trying not to get the stream directly into her eyes. Or not too often, at least.
Nonetheless, wherever the hot piss hit Tiri, beautiful yellow spray formed, and Narali saw her chance.
Already standing before Tiri's head, she went down on her knees and bent a bit forward, until her face was directly over Tiri's forehead.
Immediately a warm mist enveloped her face. She breathed in deeply, knowing very well that she was filling her nose with the smell of fresh girl piss.
It turned her on like nothing else.
"What are you doing?", Lunara asked her incredulously. "You're stealing Tiri's well-deserved piss!", she added with a broad grin.
"But it's so delicious!", Narali protested.
"Well, here's a little bit for you, but now get away!", the paladin said and angled her hips until her hot stream of urine hit Narali square in the face.
The draenei couldn't believe the intensity of the experience. It almost made her climax right then and there, but after a moment she felt the stream recede. Still, her hair was wet and dripping, and her entire face had been doused in sweet piss.
She licked her lips, and tasted pee for the first time. Again, it almost made her climax on the spot.
It was easy to understand Tiri's love for urine. It tasted wonderfully, and the kinkiness of the act made it so much better. Drinking another girl's piss..a wonderful, forbidden secret.
She was about to lick Tiri's face to get more of the wondrous stuff, when she suddenly found Zinuii's shaven pussy in front of her face.
"Now get away from there,", the warrior said, "I need to use our little toilet now!"

Grudgingly, Narali stood up and moved a step away, but she still enjoyed the feeling of small drops of warm piss running down her face and neck from her hair.

"Open your mouth, little toilet. And don't spill a single drop of the filthy piss I'll give you, you hear me!", Zinuii commanded, her eyes intensely on those of the elf.
Narali felt her pussy burn when she heard those words and wished they had been directed at her.
Zinuii's young cunt looked so delicious, and she would love to drink everything that came out of it. But for now she was content to see Tiri open her mouth wide and nod.
Zinuii lowered herself even lower, until her pussy was just a couple inches above Tiri's eager mouth.
To keep herself steady, the warrior put her right hand behind her and on Tiri's small breast, grabbing her hard, making the elf squirm. But the priestess kept her mouth wide open.
With her left hand, Zinuii spread her pussy lips wide open. Narali admired the view of the sweet pink flesh.
Then her urethra started to pulse and a thin stream of pee shot out of it and landed directly in Tiri's open mouth.
It was just a quick burst of piss, then it stopped. Tiri swallowed, bliss visible on her face. After a tiny moan, she quickly opened her maw again.
Zinuii didn't let her wait long, and started urinating again into the elf girl's mouth. Her stream was thin and filled her mouth slowly. The noises the lewd act created were music to Narali's ears.
The soft hiss of the pee leaving the draenei's pisshole, and the soft splatter when it hit the pool of hot urine accumulating in the girl's mouth.
Zinuii was careful to stop before Tiri's mouth was completely filled, and the elf swallowed again, this time with open mouth. Narali could see the yellow liquid vanishing down her throat and envied her.
Zinuii started peeing more powerfully now, and didn't stop anymore. Tiri swallowed with open mouth, again and again.
Narali was impressed at the amount of piss Zinuii obviously had stored, and that she had managed to begin her pee with such a modest stream, while her bladder must have been bustlingly full.
It went on for long minutes, Zinuii pissing into the elf's mouth, and Tiri swallowing the draenei's waste liquid down like a parched wanderer in the desert who had found his first water after days of thirst.
The other two draenei had crowded next to Narali, all eyes watching the spectacle in front of them with desire written in their eyes and on their faces.
Narali speculated that she wasn't the only one of the draenei girls who yearned to be in Tiri's place right now.
But the mage wasn't giving up hope yet. After all, after drinking so much piss, Tiri would have to relieve herself sooner or later, and then she would be there.

After what seemed  an eternity, Zinuii's fountain stopped.
"Now clean me up!", she commanded in a loving voice, and Tiri immediately began lapping eagerly at the pissy cunt in front of her, licking up every little drop of yellow piss, and of the white girlcream that had started to appear.
After a few moments, Tiri suddenly breathed in sharply, when the warrior's hand, which was still grabbing her small breast, suddenly intensified her grip on the soft flesh tenfold, and the draenei began to spasm.
Narali could clearly see Zinuii's delicious thighs tremble, and the warrior let out a loud moan, while a white jet of girlcum shot out of her pussy and into Tiri's mouth, who swallowed it and suddenly started shaking, too.
It was quite an extraordinary view, the two girls climaxing in unison.
Narali was left to wonder what exactly had made Tiri cum; the abuse of her little breast, the girlcum in her mouth, seeing Zinuii climax in front of her, or - most probably - the entirety of the experience, and the full belly of hot draenei piss.

"Mhm that was wonderful. You are the best little toilet I ever used!", Zinuii said once she had recovered, squatting over the wet elf and running a finger along Tiri's face.
The elf smiled happily at her.
"In fact, I could get used to having such a sweet little pisspot around! Just the thought of using your pretty mouth every time I have to take a piss turns me on like nothing else."
"And I would love to drink nothing else again but your hot piss!", the elf answered sweetly.
Zinuii smiled. "What do you say, we make a steady adventuring group?", she asked, looking first at Tiri, then at the other girls. "All five of us. I'm sure the other's would also love to use your sweet face and mouth as a toilet every day." When her eyes caught Narali, she added, "or be little toilets themselves!", and chuckled.
"I would love that!", Tiri answered first, quickly followed by nods and cheers from the other girls.

"Congratulations then Tiri, from now on you'll be our little group-toilet!"
Tiri grinned happily with gleaming eyes.
Looking at the pretty elf, Zinuii's face suddenly turned into a strange grin.
"You like to be called toilet, don't you, you dirty little piss-pot!"
Tiri nodded eagerly.
"I can't hear you!", Zinuii said. "I asked if you enjoy being called a little piss pot?"
"Yes", Tiri answered.
"Yes, who?", Zinuii asked back, her tone suddenly commanding.
Tiri looked at her confused for a while, then suddenly Narali thought she could see the elf's eyes widen.
"Yes..mistress?", the priestess carefully asked.
"Hmm..better. But not good enough! After all, from now on I'll piss into your mouth every day, and I'll brutally fuck your little ass and throat harder than you can take it, and I'll make sure those other girls never piss anywhere else but on you, and that they, too, abuse your little holes daily in the most brutal ways. So.. What does that make me?"
Narali could see the lust bloom in the innocent elf eyes, and she herself felt her heart beat faster, hearing those words from the warrior who obviously seemed to understand exactly what the little submissive girl wanted.
"My..my goddess!", the elf blurted out, and Zinuii smiled broadly at her. The other girls giggled at the spectacle.
"So, now that we know that I'm your goddess, and you're a little pisspot, we need to find out what else you are, in those times when you're not being used as a toilet. So tell me, Tiri, what are you?"
"I'm your little toy, goddess, your sex slave, your pet!"
"Very good little pet. What else are you? Do you think you are a little..slut perhaps?"
"Ooh yes, goddess, I'm your dirty little slut!"
As if to accentuate her words, a thick, yellow drop of piss visibly freed itself from the girl's bangs and ran down her face, along her nose, and to her lips. The elf's tongue quickly shot out between her lips and caught the drop of urine.
"You're such a filthy little whore! Such a kinky little bitch!", the warrior exclaimed.
"Yes, goddess!", the elf breathed.
The tension in the air was palatable.
Narali didn't know who was getting more off on their dirty talk right now. The submissive little elf, the draenei who quickly perfected the role of a domina, or she herself, who imagined all the name-calling directed at her.

"By the way, how old are you, my pet?", the warrior suddenly asked.
"Eighteen.", Tiri answered.
"Hmm little teenage whore. Little teeny slut. Damn I love the sound of that. Filthy little teeny toilet slut! Damn, I can't wait to force my long tail up your tiny little asshole and make you my little ass-slut. And then I'll make you my throat slut. I'll force my tail so deep down your throat until your tongue is pressed into my own asshole!"
"Oh yes, goddess!"
"And I'll give you so much hot dirty piss to drink until you don't remember the taste of water anymore!"
Tiri moaned. But then she started talking,
"Speaking of it, I'm afraid after swallowing so much pee, now I myself really have to go..".

That was Narali's signal.
"You can piss in my mouth!", she almost yelled.
"I want to try some, too!", Mooari interrupted her.
"Me too!", Lunara added.

Zinuii laughed and seemed to forget her role for a moment. "I guess we all want to try the taste of piss after seeing Tiri enjoy it so much."
Narali had hoped to get everything for herself, but the thought of sharing the elf's dirty yellow piss with her other new-found friends was quite thrilling too.
"Well, there's enough for everyone!", Tiri giggled and stood up on the altar, while the draenei girls formed a semi-circle around her.

When the girl was standing, she looked utterly amazing.
She was completely wet from head to toe, her long hair hanging in wet strands on her sides, still dripping from time to time.
Her formerly white robe was completely wet, clinging to her gorgeous body, half translucent, half yellow. Her sandals stood in a small puddle of pee. Her black bra and panties could be seen clearly through the wet cloth, as could the perfect shape of her tender body. Her narrow shoulders, the small curve of her breasts, her slender hips and long legs.
And her face that of an angel, such happiness emanating from her eyes and the smile on her lips, while the tiniest drops of yellow piss were still visible in the lashes of her eyes and her brows.

The four draenei watched the elf spell-struck while she undressed.
Once she had gotten out of the clingy robe, and revealed her perfect skin, she hopped down from the altar and went to a bench, where she put the dress to dry.
Then she nimbly hopped back on the altar's wet surface and started the most erotic dance Narali had ever seen.
The way she moved her hips and let her hands glide over her wet body, still slick with piss, dancing just for the four of them, made Narali clench her legs.
When the dancing girl pulled up her bra and revealed her cute little tits with their tiny, hard nipples, she couldn't keep a small moan from escaping her throat. But the other draenei girl's didn't notice, all equally entranced by the nightelf's dance.
Then she stepped out of her sandals and kicked them to the side.
Narali hadn't really noticed them until now, but she realized that she found the girl's small feet with their little toes incredibly sexy. And the fact that they were splashing around in a puddle of yellow piss made them even more beautiful to watch.
How wonderful it must be to lick that piss off those feet and suck it from those toes, the draenei thought.
But her eyes were drawn upward again, first along those perfectly shaped legs, then even higher, when Tiri started pushing her panties down ever so slowly.
She had just the most perfect, smoothly shaven little cunny.
Just when Narali thought the view couldn't get any better, the elf turned around and, bending over, put her hands on her perfect butt cheeks and pulled them apart, so that all could see the incredibly small little asshole between the girl's cheeks.
"I can't wait until you force this little hole apart with your tails!", Tiri breathed.
"But first,", she turned around again, "I really, really need to pee!", she giggled.

"Lie down and spread your legs!", Mooari said.
Tiri did as she was told, lying back down in the still steaming puddle of piss, on her back this time.
When she spread her legs wide, Narali almost couldn't keep her hands away from her own pussy anymore. The girl had just the most beautiful little pussy.
When Mooari knelt down in front of it, blocking her view, Narali quickly took a place next to the shaman. The other two draenei followed, until four heads were right next to each other, in front of the elf's spread crotch.

"Ready?", the elf asked, and four draenei answered her in unison with a loud "Yes!".
Then a yellow stream suddenly shot out of the girl's smallest of holes, hitting Mooari in the face.
The shaman squealed in delight and opened her mouth, but had barely a chance to catch any piss, because Narali couldn't take it anymore and angled her own face in front of Mooari's, mouth wide open.
Without really noticing, her hands had found their way to her own lovehole, and when the hot stream of piss found her waiting mouth and shot down her throat, she practically climaxed immediately.
The taste was incredible, and her fingers did the rest. A gurgling moan left her throat, and her legs got so weak that she found herself pushed out of the piss stream's way before she could steady herself.
The other three girls were almost fighting to catch the elven piss stream now, until Tiri started gyrating her hips, moving her stream from face to face and mouth to mouth, until all four draenei faces were drenched in her yellow urine, and each girl was swallowing her body's sweet produce.

Much too early though, the elf's little bladder was empty.
The three other draenei started licking each other's faces, and kissing deeply, to suck the last traces of piss from the other's tongues.
Narali though went for her former goal.
Her legs bearing her again, she moved towards Tiri and grabbed one of her feet that was resting on the pissy surface of the altar she was lying on.
Without pausing, her tongue lashed out and found the soft skin of the elf's sole.
Tiri gave a little moan, but Narali barely noticed, her mind preoccupied with the thrill of licking hot piss from a sexy foot.
She lapped along the length of the girl's sole, and then went mad with her toes, sucking on them like crazy, swirling her tongue over them and shoving it between the little toes.
This treatment made Tiri go wild again. The elf was moaning and grabbing at her little tits, pinching her nipples.

This caught the attention of the other girls. Mooari was the first to grab the elf's other foot and started licking it.
"I can't believe I'm licking what is probably mostly my own piss from Tiri's foot, but by the gods it is amazing!", she said during a short break from licking, and then attacked Tiri's foot again with her tongue.
Zinuii and Lunara, having cleaned each other's faces thoroughly from any traces of pee, were not satisfied with watching this time.
The paladin dove for Tiri's still dripping pussy and started pushing her tongue deep inside the velvety folds, intent on getting as much precious liquid as possible out of the girl.
Meanwhile Zinuii went for Tiri's breasts.
She saw that the moaning and squirming elf was pinching her own nipples and intended to do an even better job at it.
Grabbing Tiri's arms, she pushed the elf's hands away. Then she put her own fingertips towards the girl's right nipple and twisted, hard. Tiri breathed in sharply and let out a long moan, which was intensified when the draenei put her mouth on the free nipple. First delighting in the taste of piss still lingering on the elf's wet skin, she started using her teeth on the sensitive nipple once her tongue was finished.
Twisting one nipple and tenderly biting the other, while the three other girls were working Tiri's feet and her pussy, lead to the elf starting to convulse in a whole-body orgasm that shook her young body thoroughly.

No draenei left her place, though, all continuing their administrations, prolonging the elf's orgasm by long seconds, until she drew her legs in and rolled to the side, small shivers still running over her body while she breathed heavily.

The four naked draenei released the elf's limbs and gathered around her, smiling.
"Well, I guess we warmed her up enough,", Zinuii said, "and it's time we show her what we can do with our tails and give her what she really wants!"
"Ooh yes", they could hear the elf breathe, and chuckled in unison.