Witchers spank Bitchers(for KinkyVelvet)

[noble_lance]

Pyrrhus Amell had thought that it was possible he'd have retired from the path. Having found himself embroiled in a quest to deal with murders, vampires, a Duchess and several other things he ended up being a vineyard owner by the law of surprise, and for a while things seemed to blend. He'd let the vineyard run itself while he hunted monsters and other issues in Toussaint, it had been a few months since then when a redhead showed up at his door. She had come looking for Geralt, another white haired witcher, though this one had been younger, closer in age to Triss and even Ciri. He had no problem letting the woman stay, and over the week she stayed initially the two had a strange bit of dealing with one another.

A little bit of stress, sexual tension at times from flirting, disagreements over things with a few petty things ended up with Triss getting a spanking that made her ass match her hair, and then a toe curling, mind numbing sexual romp. The pair ended up spending much of the next days in a similar fashion, either because Triss deserved a good spanking, or because she was a bad girl in other ways. Either way the two ended up tangled up in one another's affairs and sheets. Eventually Triss admitted she had been having issues with trying to help mages escape from Witch Hunters, prompting an offer to help in exchange for services as they were able to construct a portal hidden underground in a storage area of the vineyard, the mages would come out, and work the vineyard for a while to establish cover.

The two had set off to travel by horse to where Triss wanted to attempt to set up a second portal it had taken a lot to get the first one up on their own. But for now they'd be on their own adventures to get back to where they needed to go and along the way no doubt taking on jobs to make some extra money.

"So are we going to try and put it in the city or nearby?"

[KinkyVelvet]

Triss had never forgotten Geralt. For what, when she had heard rumors of the whereabouts of a white-haired witcher, her first thought had been to rush to him.
The disappointment of being in front of a stranger had been such that she had become furious.
It wasn't that witcher's fault but suddenly he had become the target of her frustration. She had been arrogant, irritating and at times even rude to that young witcher, whose only fault was that of not being Geralt.
She had thought that it would have no repercussions anyway.
She had to change her mind when, without warning, she had found her ass naked and burning under the spanking of the witcher, almost a naughty girl.
Not even Geralt had ever dared so much.
In spite of everything, this had ignited a spark of interest, a strange passion that had carried her into the Witcher's arms. Maybe just to forget Geralt after all, or maybe his bossy ways had really won her over.
Now between the two of them there was this dualism made of passion and discipline from which Triss didn't want to get out.
All it took was a gesture, a word, and Triss was aware that sooner or later she would get a spanking.
And yet there was also the best sex she ever had.

Triss stopped the horse, being in the saddle had stopped being annoying for a few days now. The worst thing about a spanking was receiving her on the go, even though she'd made sure to stuff the seat and travel clothes as best she could.
"Here, there are also villages beyond the cities, even if we go back and forth we will not arouse suspicion. We are two adventurers in search of bounties.", She said resolutely. "And from what I've seen, there's always a need for a Witcher and a sorceress, supporting us won't be a problem."

[noble_lance]

Pyrrhus gave her a nod as he looked at her backside from the back. It had been a long trip to get here from the vineyard and she had been spanked along the way for her naughty ways. She had gotten a fresh spanking staying in another village a few days ago. As he looked to her he'd give a pat on the cheeks.

"Very well then, though this village is a bit too small we'll probably have to find some local ruins or anything to hide it in for the mages safety if we don't want witch hunters burning down the vineyard too." He pointed out to her as he gave her a simple nod of acknowledgement. "Makes sense with the plan if we bring people through we can say they are our bounties." He agreed to her plan for now.

[KinkyVelvet]

Triss nodded. "We can put magical defenses around the ruins," she nodded. "Also we could get the word out that there is something annoying that keeps people away. Of the fumes that make men impotent and women frigid, you will see how they will stay away," she said mischievously amused. if Pyrhus accepted, she had a little joke in mind to play the Witcher. A joke that perhaps Would have cost her a few more days of uncomfortable riding, but it would have been worth it.

[noble_lance]

"Uh huh... gottcha." He seemed bemused as he looked at her and nodded as he rolled his eyes. "I'm sure they will, just make sure it's not something that people will wonder about needing to solve. Or perhaps we can just have the mages put an illusion over the entrance to the portal..." He pointed out but then he'd not really complain all that much about it, unaware his palm would get some work in today.

[KinkyVelvet]

"Well ... we could always say we're investigating." Triss answered. "Anyway, leave it to me," she said, urging the horse to get back on the road. "Just find the town gossip, tonight at the inn, and tell her the story we agreed on. Two days and no one will want to go anywhere near that area again," she said. Her red hair had melted as she rode to the inn, but she was still incredibly beautiful and elegant.

The city wasn't huge, but judging by the bounty board it offered good jobs and the inn was a great inn, clean and welcoming.

[noble_lance]

Pyrrhus looked back at her and shook his head. "Sure, let the creepy witcher rather than the sexy woman spread gossip." he remarked with a roll of his eyes as he started to head to the town with her as he got off his horse when they arrived so they could get a room together at the Inn. There was no point in being discrete they were together after all.

[KinkyVelvet]

Triss hid a smile. “Ah, you're right, I'll spread the rumors,” she said, letting Pyrrhus
believe she would do it just for convenience.
The inn was crowded, but they managed to find a table without any problems.
Every now and then Triss would get up to spread rumors about the effects of the fumes from that strange area in the ruins.
It was just as Triss was walking around the inn that two women, evidently prostitutes, sat down behind the witcher to have a beer.
"Did you hear about the mushrooms, or whatever, at the ruins?" asked one. “Ah, yes, I heard, a red-haired girl told me about it. Poor woman, it seems the man she's traveling with, an albino guy I think, ended up right in the middle of it. Eh, oh, there's no way for his cock to stand up. She hasn't fucked in weeks. I'm so sorry for heru that I offered her the special rate. "
"Did you say an albino guy?" Asked the other and Pyrrhus felt the commiserating looks of both piercing his back.
Somewhere, Triss, she was having a lot of fun.

[noble_lance]

Pyrrhus had glanced around at the bar as he did try and contribute to help with the rumors were he could, though he had spoke of strange occurrences with fumes from mushrooms. He had spoken on odd effects they had on a person, but had been made unaware of Triss making him the sexual butt of her rumor jokes as he heard what was being said about him. That bratty little red head, clearly she needed a red ass if that was how she was going to be behaving around him and using him as the punching bag for her jokes.

When they realized he was there he turned around and looked over his shoulder at them. "Let me guess, red head nice rack and plump ass?" He stated as he looked at the two prostitutes. "All because I said I didn't think we should go to that other town..." He stated in annoyance.

[KinkyVelvet]

The two prostitutes nodded. "Yes, poor thing, she was so sorry ...", they said in unison.
"Maybe we could try to make your penis stand up for you, for free, a test to heal you, in short, a woman needs to be ridden.." they proposed.
They were firmly convinced of the poor Witcher's were with the soft penis.
Triss was approaching with a bowl of soup she stopped, choking on a laugh and nearly dropping the bowl.