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"Any idea if he's awake yet?" Isilme asked the dungeon guard while she peeked into the dungeon cell through the small window in the thick oaken door. She could see the prisoner sitting on the floor, slumped against the wall, where they'd left him, but she couldn't tell from here whether his eyes were open.
"Last time i checked he wasn't, but he was mumbling a little so it shouldn't take long now." was his reply. The guard was clearly an Elf just like her, tall and slender, with long blonde hair and clad in light leather armor. As he spoke, she could tell his eyes would occasionally sink down to her breasts and quickly flash up again like nothing happened. She didn't mind in the slightest though.
"Alright, i'll take care of him from here. Please go upstairs and tell Elyeene to come find me. After that you're released from guard duty and you can have your way with a captive of your choosing." she continued. He handed her the keys to the cell door and made a courteous bow. "Yes, my lady."
Once the guard was out of sight, Isilme took a quick look down at her clothes to check if they still fit as intended. Before coming down here, she'd taken the time to make sure she looked as best she could, because she so loved playing the teasing game. Her face was beautiful and feminine as is the norm among Elves, with big clear-blue eyes and full and juicy, albeit pale lips. Her long blonde hair hung loosely over her shoulders and down her back, long enough to reach all the way to her waist. Isilme was blessed with an especially feminine and curvaceous body: she had long slender legs, wide shapely hips, a narrow waist and a pair of big firm round breasts, each one too big to effectively cup with a single hand. She was wearing a low-cut tube dress of light-green silk that tightly hugged every inch of her feminine body to accentuate her already impressive curves. The neckline, if you could even call it that, was less than an inch away from her nipples, revealing a large part of her doughy breasts and deep cleavage and the dress was so short that it barely even covered her hips, ending right where her thighs began. If she would bend over even slightly, the white lace panties she wore below her dress would be visible to anyone who happened to be watching. Along with that she wore a pair of tight detached sleeves and thin smooth stockings that went halfway up her thighs, leaving a small strip of naked flesh between her dress and stockings. Lastly, she wore a pair of elegant green high-heeled shoes and a decorative circlet of polished bronze around her forehead.
Isilme smirked a little at how good she looked, before she unlocked the thick wooden door of the dungeon cell and stepped inside, hoping that her prisoner was either already awake or about to wake up...
"Any idea if he's awake yet?" Isilme asked the dungeon guard while she peeked into the dungeon cell through the small window in the thick oaken door. She could see the prisoner sitting on the floor, slumped against the wall, where they'd left him, but she couldn't tell from here whether his eyes were open.
"Last time i checked he wasn't, but he was mumbling a little so it shouldn't take long now." was his reply. The guard was clearly an Elf just like her, tall and slender, with long blonde hair and clad in light leather armor. As he spoke, she could tell his eyes would occasionally sink down to her breasts and quickly flash up again like nothing happened. She didn't mind in the slightest though.
"Alright, i'll take care of him from here. Please go upstairs and tell Elyeene to come find me. After that you're released from guard duty and you can have your way with a captive of your choosing." she continued. He handed her the keys to the cell door and made a courteous bow. "Yes, my lady."
Once the guard was out of sight, Isilme took a quick look down at her clothes to check if they still fit as intended. Before coming down here, she'd taken the time to make sure she looked as best she could, because she so loved playing the teasing game. Her face was beautiful and feminine as is the norm among Elves, with big clear-blue eyes and full and juicy, albeit pale lips. Her long blonde hair hung loosely over her shoulders and down her back, long enough to reach all the way to her waist. Isilme was blessed with an especially feminine and curvaceous body: she had long slender legs, wide shapely hips, a narrow waist and a pair of big firm round breasts, each one too big to effectively cup with a single hand. She was wearing a low-cut tube dress of light-green silk that tightly hugged every inch of her feminine body to accentuate her already impressive curves. The neckline, if you could even call it that, was less than an inch away from her nipples, revealing a large part of her doughy breasts and deep cleavage and the dress was so short that it barely even covered her hips, ending right where her thighs began. If she would bend over even slightly, the white lace panties she wore below her dress would be visible to anyone who happened to be watching. Along with that she wore a pair of tight detached sleeves and thin smooth stockings that went halfway up her thighs, leaving a small strip of naked flesh between her dress and stockings. Lastly, she wore a pair of elegant green high-heeled shoes and a decorative circlet of polished bronze around her forehead.
Isilme smirked a little at how good she looked, before she unlocked the thick wooden door of the dungeon cell and stepped inside, hoping that her prisoner was either already awake or about to wake up...
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