Sexual Healing: Pt 1 The Healer is in. (Futa\male\female x3 ?)

Sexual healing is a series of stories involving Imizael. The Futa Priestess\Avatar of the Goddess of lust. Typically she wanders around fixing peoples ails with orgasm after orgasm.

Anyway, this is the first time i've written a story involving more than 3 people and I think I got lost or everything moved a little too fast. Constructive criticism is always welcome for how do we learn from our mistakes if we don't have them pointed out to us.

Anyway. I hope you enjoy

Tebryn staggered about the forest. Although he could fly faster than he could walk he didn’t want to risk passing out while in the air and crashing back to ground from a hundred feet in the air. The thirty-foot fall when he was struck by the arrows of the followers of The Fallen Lord was bad enough.

Looking ahead he thought he saw a group of women, three tanned women in little more than silk wraps surrounding a woman with more ashen skin dressed in what looked to be elven chain. They looked towards him before quickly disappearing into the nearest tree.

He was about to call out for help when they vanished so quickly. He dismissed it as a hallucination brought on by delirium and continued to stagger on. As he neared the tree his strength gave way, the pain was just too much to carry on. He feared the wounds had become infected or that some poison had been used on the arrows because he felt like he was on fire. Soon unconsciousness welcomed him into a painless oblivion.

Imizael had a feeling something was wrong. The Futa Avatar of the goddess of lust moved to gather her dryad followers and head back outside the sanctuary. That’s when the saw Tebryn slumped on the ground. Quickly they picked him up and carried him inside laying the winged elf on the bed.

Imizael quickly removed Tebryn’s sweat drenched tunic and dirty bandages. She cleaned off the wounds as best she could and tried to rouse the unconscious elf. Groggily Tebryn started to wake up, he was greeted by the smiling face of Imizael and asked. “Am I dead?”

“Not if I can help it.” Imizael replied. “I’m Imizael, Devine Prostitute of the Lady of Lust. Who might you be?”

Tebryn grinned stupidly. The smelling salts, herbal remedies and pain made him feel odd, but in a good way. He introduced himself. “I am Tebryn but you can call me Tebby, travelling bard and dashing rogue at your service.”

“Pleased to meet you Tebby. Do you know if you’re diseased? “ She asked as she started to unlace the ties of Tebby’s leather breeches.

Tebryn shook his head. “No. Dragon Fey.” He slurred, trying to lift his head to see what Imizael was doing. “You sure I’m not dead?” He asked again, trying to blink away some to the pain.

Imizael just smiled. “When I finish with you, you’ll feel very much alive.” She was about to remove Tebby’s pants when she asked. “What did you mean when you said dragon dryad?”

Tebby just smiled. “My father is a Dragon, my mothe