A Forsaken Sink (M)

[Black Clay Lord]

A little something I did for the Halloween season.

I know it's 20 days early, but I had this on hold for too long.
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Within the heart of the continent of Olympus lies its notorious land of the dead. A land of eternal darkness that only sees a visage of twilight for only a small amount of time and the dead itself walking about ready to attack those who would rob their graves. This is the Forsaken Valley; the place where evil souls are locked away before eventually being thrown into the depths of the underworld where they cannot arise to threaten others again.

It is here that necromancers come to commune with the dead, and for those training in the arts to learn how to harness the powers of necromancy. In fact, the place is just brimming with necromatic magic, so it's no wonder this is a great place for those learning necromancy to come & learn the ropes of the magic; so long as one intends to use it for good. Those who would use it for evil will have their necromactic magics sealed here forever.

Some however, instead come to revel in its pools of mud; which are said to be so deadly, one cannot escape from them that easily. Though this does not stop a number of quicksanders from seeking them out anyway. Take Serhilda, and her younger twin sisters Raven & Verina for instance. Practitioners of the black arts, these three will often visit the valley to better learn of the dark magics they use in their struggles against greater threats.

These three however, did not come simply to put in some dark magic practice. They came for one main reason: The mud itself. And this being the Halloween season, the mud pools of the valley will be at their most viscous & powerful. "You think the mud will be amazing?" Raven asks aloud. "Of course it will!" Verina exclaims. "It's mud! It's a requirement for it to be amazing!" "All right, settle down." Serhilda responds. "Let me test one of the pools."

Serhinda at that point uses her staff upon approaching one of the valley's mud pools. She proceeds to dip the walking end of it to dig into the mud nearby & lift some of it up. The mud appeared to be really thick on top, and even more so below. It was perfect to sink in. As for how deep it was, Serhilda was not able to verify that, but she assumed it had to be 15 meters deep at the very least. It's a great assumption on her part, and most likely true.

As such, Serhilda leads the way into the mud herself, watching as it rose & fell as it tried to hold her down with the first few steps she took. But the walk was abruptly halted the moment Serhilda suddenly hit a gripping spot & was seized by the mud. From there the thick mud held her in place. Now it was just a matter of going down. And go down, she does. Raven & Verina observed Serhilda as she slowly sank down. Serhilda looked back to them.

"Well, are you coming in?" Serhilda asks. "Is that a trick question?" Raven asked back as she & Verina ripped their shoes off & waded into the mud themselves almost immediately afterward. The two went onto use shadow magic around the area as they went to their older sister where she stands in the mud at this time. This was so that they would sink without getting interrupted by the ghosts in the area. And in this land, ghosts are just about everywhere.

Even so, Verina & Raven reach their sister with ease, stopping in the spot that Serhilda had stopped in. From there, they started to sink down as well. The two had already slipped past their ankles, and already the mud starts to suck on their calves during their descent. Already the warlock sisters were under the mud's spell despite not being really deep at the moment, but it will continue to grow on them as they descend into its depths.

Nonetheless, with their magic shield up, they would be protected from the ghosts that roam the valley of the dead. Not to mention being shielded from zombies that would potentially view the sisters as nothing but salty snacks. "Man, this is so thick..." Raven says. "Is this actually slowsand, or what...?" She then asks. "Trust me," Serhilda responds. "This spot is the best we can do since it has better protection from the dead here." She then adds.

Raven asks nothing further. Verina never inquires on the issue. Even so, the mud eventually reached their knees. A good sign of progress, but there's still quite a long way to go if the trio intends to go under. And they obviously did have the intention. Even so, Raven looked around as ghosts of the valley swarm around the mud pit she, Verina, and Serhilda were in. As it stands, the ghosts cannot get them, and it was better that they did not do so right now.

Being possessed while sinking was not on the agenda here. All these three want is to sink in the mud. Nothing more. As such, it was fortunate that the anti-ghost barrier stood the way it did. The sisters would be able to sink in peace as a result. For the most part... Even so, the sink continued on as the mud sucked on their thighs now. For the warlocks, this was a sweetspot for them as all 3 of the sisters blushed ever so deeply.

Although the breasts were said to be just as sensitive, Serhilda, Raven, and Verina have quite the sweetspots on their thighs, Nonetheless, their breasts are just as sensitive, but at the moment, the sisters were absorbed by how the mud was pulling their thighs down slowly, and with how soft it was on them, there was no denying that it felt good. Very good to be precise. All 3 of them embraced the feeling without any sort of reluctance right away.

"Ooh, it feels really good on the legs..." Verina moaned out. "The thighs especially..." Raven sighed. "It only serves to make us want to go deeper..." Serhilda concludes. All 3 sisters were in agreement, absorbed by the mud as it sucked on their thighs more until finally, it met their butts and their thighs were being squeezed under the surface so tenderly. The mud at this point already started taking a toll on each of their psyches, a deadly setup in the making.

Those who are unable to fight the mud's attack on the mind may very well drown upon going under, as the victim with their psyche under scrutiny may find themselves losing the will to escape the mud's grip. As a result of this, weak hearted adventurers find themselves forbidden from entering the Forsaken Valley. It may sound unfair, but it's purely for their own safety. Nonetheless, no one dares question the reason behind the safety guidelines.

Serhilda, Raven, and Verina all had the willpower to beat the mud's suction on them, but with how good it was feeling right now, it's no surprise that they would indulge in it first. They still had the intention of going under. And so they shall; the sisters observing as the mud wraps around their butts slowly, engulfing them with no resistance whatsoever. Despite this, Verina had enough mental capacity right now to keep the barrier up to keep the ghosts away.

By now, the trio is halfway sunk. Yet Verina is startled when a zombie nearby bumps into the barrier protecting her & her sisters. "Beat it, stupid!" Verina exclaimed, shooing the zombie away. "Damn brainless corpses..." She then muttered. "Save for Rottytops." Raven responds. "She's an exception." She then adds. Verina relents upon hearing this. "Still though." She then goes onto say. "The ones here at the very least..." "Okay, we get it." Serhilda says.

As a result, Verina silences herself. Just in time to feel the mud squeeze her thighs & butt under its surface once more. Serhilda & Raven quickly fall under the thrall of this themselves again shortly after. The mud still pulled them down relentlessly, but due to it being so thick still, the descent remains that of a slow one. This is something all 3 appreciated, but Serhilda seemed to like the slow descent the most. She was practically welcoming it more & more.

"Slow & steady now..." She says to the mud. "That's the way..." Verina & Raven are barely saying anything. They're just absorbed by how good the mud was feeling on their bodies, as if fully under its spell at this exact moment. But within minutes, Serhilda, Raven, and Verina reached their breasts in the mud. Now the mud really works its natural magic on the 18-year-old trio of warlocks. It wouldn't be long before the mud consumed its prey whole now.

Yet Serhilda can't help but feel slightly envious of Verina & Raven's larger breasts. She herself was a G-Cup at the very least. Verina & Raven themselves appeared to be H-Cups. Serhilda was a bit older than the twins, and yet these two were bustier than she was. Some might think it's unfair, but Serhilda has since learned that it can't be helped and is happy to live with the knowledge nonetheless. But things weren't as peaceful on that department once...

Nevertheless, Serhilda was focused on the mud swallowing her & her sisters at the moment most of all. "It's so eager to swallow our breasts..." Raven moans out. "I say we let it..." Verina says, suggestively. "Like we've a choice...?" Serhilda groans. The twins shook their heads, all as the mud started to suck their breasts down, increasing the pleasure of girls to greater heights. "Why does it feel so good on the breasts...?!" Raven asks, somewhat strained.

"We may never know..." Verina answers, watching as the mud swallows her breasts whole, and pulling her to her shoulders easily. Serhilda & Raven followed suit soon after. "It's just so good..." Raven moans, panting as the mud caressed her body consistently under the surface. "So very good..." Verina moans soon after. Serhilda says nothing though. She just watched as the mud swallowed her shoulders, pulling her to her chin.

Verina & Raven follow a short moment later. All 3 of them succumb fully to the mud's spell on their bodies. No longer were they able to resist the mud now. "We're going... Into the muddy darkness..." Serhilda moans as she tilts her head back, allowing the mud to roll over her face as she is pulled under the surface of the mud. "The deep, muddy blackness..." Raven groans as she too has her head pulled under the surface of the mud not long after.

"So very happy...!" Verina exclaimed, being the 3rd & last to disappear under the mud's surface. From there, the two sank down into the bottomless pit, hearing only the churning of the mud around them as they descend deeper into its depth. But Serhilda snapped into reality after she & her sisters sank to a depth of 10 meters deep. She manages to get her sisters to come to as well before leading them back up to the surface of the mud that had swallowed them whole.

The mud itself attempted to hold onto its struggling prey, even though it had no sentience at all. Even so, no matter what the mud pulled, the warlock sisters emerged safely from its depths, and with the use of a nearby thick root, they were able to haul themselves free of its grasp, and in time as well. Their barrier was fixing to die down, and so Serhilda lead Raven & Verina out of the Forsaken Valley to safety. The zombies & ghosts were beginning to increase.

In a secluded lake that borders the valley, and the Dread Swamp that serves as the valley's entry way, the sisters washed the mud off their bodies. "That was extremely risky..." Raven points out. "But it was worth it," Serhilda said. "And we made it out with our lives, too." "We would've made it out with our lives anyway." Verina interjects. "True, but still." Serhilda respondes. The girls wash off until they feel the sun on their backs once again.

So thus brought their sink in the Land of the Dead to a close, but one thing was for certain: They would be back for another sink in the valley, but hopefully without as many zombies & ghosts active. Would you yourself dare to do some quicksanding in the Forsaken Valley?

Serhilda, Raven, Verina: Me

Rottytops (Mentioned only): Wayforward