Amazon village (Open)

[impish_pixie]

Alana

Seated at the table where she was placed by the servants, Alana rises to her feet as Her Majesty enters the dining hall. As the Queen approaches, the princess lowers herself in a little curtsy. It is a courtly gesture of respect befitting a princess to a Queen, but not as oppressively formal as her earlier obeisance. With the Queen’s permission, Alana resumed her seat. Her Majesty kissed Alana’s cheek as she took her seat at the head of the table and the princess blushed a soft pink with gladness at the honor. She was truly pleased and flattered, in her father’s court there was no greater or more sought after gesture than the King’s kiss, it was the ultimate sign of royal favor and trust. She was happy to think that the noble queen had faith in her.

"I trust you will enjoy your meal, my princess, and soon you shall have your desserts." Adolla wondered what the young princess might think she meant.... (occ- cue ominous music of dastardly foreshadowing)

“I am certain I will enjoy the meal, Your Majesty.” The princess smiles. “Every meal since my arrival has been a treat and now, at last, I dine with noble company. How could such a meal fail to be enjoyable?”

She flashes Falk a reassuring smile. She can tell he isn’t satisfied with the current turn of events and she is sorry that she didn’t have an opportunity to clarify the situation to him herself. She vows to speak to him as soon she can, he deserves an in-depth explanation, and she doubted he received one from the warrior maidens.

During dinner, Alana followed the Queen’s conversation with interest, she felt there was much she could learn from the experienced monarch and was determined to study the Queen’s ways as much as she could. However, there was one issue, a minor one, which she needed to address.

“Your Majesty, there is but one matter I would like to discuss. It isn’t of a serious nature, so it is appropriate dinner conversation. In honesty, I suppose I wish to ask you for an additional favor.”

“We fell asleep beside our mounts. His was an awesome beast, a stallion bred of stock meant only for battle, he performed as such an animal is expected. My mount was a mare, bred for speed and agility not a two-day trek over harsh terrain while being pursued by a deadly enemy. I would like to know if the animals are safe and being well-tended.”

“And, if it is possible, I would like to ride the war-horse. I was regarded as the best horse-woman I the kingdom. Better on horse back than most men, but still lot allowed to ride an animal as magnificent as that beast. With your permission I’d like to try.”

 

[showdolly]

The queen listened intently as the princess spoke, joyed that the girl had seemed to come out of her shell a little bit. She wondered about her personality outside of such a situation as the current, and thought it possible to be seeing a portion of that now. The horses? The queen stifled a laugh - maybe being in such a predicament would lead one to worry so about an animal, or maybe it was just all the girl had left.

"Of course - your horses are safe, in the stable on the west side of the settlement with the rest. Any such animal is an asset to us and our way of life, and all are kept with the utmost care. We of course had assumed that they would become ours, and the stable persons probably dont' yet know differently, and I will see to it that they know of our agreement and tend to them with the utmost care. And, we shall see about the warhorse...."

Adolla looked the girl up and down, dinner coming to an end. Her man-servant hadn't said much, so the queen decided to address him as well. "You, you there. Man-servant to the princess. Yes - hi." She forced a smile - he was, after all, a man. "Your princess and I have struck a deal. The both of you will be tended kindly, provided you do not fight us nor try to escape. We have need to keep you here for a time, and understand that your being here may well provide you protection. Your princess will fill you in at some time, when
we have decided it safe for you two to have some privacy, but you should know that as long as you both do as asked and follow our ways here, you will not be harmed, and the future rewards you will reap shall be of benefit to the both of us. Am I speaking truth, princess?"

She fixed her gaze back on the girl, letting her eyes take in her every curve and letting her mind wander into places that the princess would blush at if she knew Adolla's thoughts. The queen pondered as to whether she should allow the servant to join the two later, and motioned to one of the tribals to bring wine to herself and the girl, and to offer it to the man-servant.

 

[flithymind]

Chamberlain was awoken from another painfilled sleep by the sharp sting of cold water. As it crashed over his face he was sure he could hear laughter.

He blinked at the water, but with his hands still tied fast it ran in rivers from his sodden hair into his eyes. He shook it off like a dog, but another crash of water struck him full in the face, filling his nose and mouth making him gasp for air... more laughter.

"He is awake, he's awake!" he heard female voices cackle uproariously.

As he shook the water off again he looked up to see the room filled with staring eyes. Before he could call out, ask who they were, or even where the heck he was one of them spoke:

"The Queen said to strip him." - and the women set upon him like a swarm of bees. Hands grappled with his body - but not the hundred soft hands of women he had dreamed of, but hard, grabbing, pinching, pulling hands. A blade flashed and he flinched... but it tore into her gerken, slashing it from his body deftly.

He struggled veinly but in a matter of moments he was left, tied fast as before but without a stitch of clothing. Chamberlain blinked and swallowed, trying to catch his breath, regain his composure and come up with a plan of escape...

 

[impish_pixie]

Alana

Adolla looked the girl up and down, dinner coming to an end. Her man-servant hadn't said much, so the queen decided to address him as well.

“And, we shall see about the warhorse...."

“Thank you, Your Majesty”, Alana responds to the Queen. Permission to ride the warhorse isn’t something she expects to be granted but the idea of attempting to control the powerful beast appeals to the princess nonetheless.

A few moments later Alana finds herself listening as the Queen explains their situation to Falk. The princess prays he understands that she had no choice. She was willing to take him from the village but the Queen would not permit it. Forced to remain they had to choose between being captive guests or restrained prisoners. Alana can see he is already receiving better treatment than the other males. He is the only male in the dining hall. He sits while some of the Queen’s own servants are forced to stand. He clothed… barely.

“Am I speaking truth, princess?", the Queen asks the princess and Alana nods before turning to Falk.

“Her Majesty speaks the truth, Falk. Soon we will be able to speak of this in detail. I understand that you must have many questions, perhaps even some reservations but for now, I expect you to hold to the word of honor I have given the Queen. This domain is hers, she rules here and as her guests, we must pay her the deference her position deserves. And, I think in time you will see that she is worthy of your respect.” She gives the brave soldier an encouraging smile.

Alana is thankful for the distraction when the wine arrives. She is concerned about Falk and knows she needs to speak to him alone if there is to any real understanding. There is so much she wants to tell him, so much she need to talk about and without a friend, he is all she has.

She sips the wine. It is sweet and fruity, and brings additional color to the princess’s cheek.

 

[showdolly]

Motioning Alyssa to her, Queen Adolla instructed the girl to find a few friends and go "take care" of their ward in the medic chamber. True to the nature of the tribe, Alyssa would know that they had free reign of the prisoner, with two rules. First, they were to humiliate him as much as they could - including and especially sexually. Second, when he was ready to ejaculate, he should be inside of one of their chosen "mothers" of the tribe. The only other rule was to have fun and get their own while they could - men in the colony wasn't the most common occurance here, and the queen also planned on getting her own.
She motioned to some of the tribals to take Falk to his own chambers, where he was to be watched constantly, but not humiliated. If he seemed to be interested in any of them, they were allowed to have their ways with him, on their terms, but instructed to not hurt him. From what Adolla knew about men, he'd probably enjoy a woman who had his way with him without making him bleed. Ugh. Men.

She whispered to Alana. "Have you enjoyed your wine? I see the flush to your cheeks, as on mine." Gently rubbing the girl's face, the meal now finished and the girls dismissing, she let the girl know that they now had business to attend. "We have a prisoner, at the back of the camp. I would like for you to help me - to learn how things are here. You will enjoy it, once you get used to the way it is, and I will make you the promise that we will not treat your own servant in the way we do the prisoners. This man was stealing from us, so it is different. You see? Come, let us go. Let me teach you what our lives are about, and later we will have a more... private lesson." She rose and motioned for several of the tribals to follow, most of which had some sort of weapon or another, and one who seemed to have only a small amount of clothing, and very wide hips.

 

[impish_pixie]

Alana

She whispered to Alana. "Have you enjoyed your wine? I see the flush to your cheeks, as on mine." Gently rubbing the girl's face, the meal now finished and the girls dismissing, she let the girl know that they now had business to attend.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Alana nods, rubbing her cheek against the Queen's hand. "It was very fine." The princess hesitates to mention she was rarely allowed wine. "And the color in your cheeks is quite lovely." The princess's cheeks redden further as she makes the compliment.

"We have a prisoner, at the back of the camp. I would like for you to help me - to learn how things are here. You will enjoy it, once you get used to the way it is, and I will make you the promise that we will not treat your own servant in the way we do the prisoners. This man was stealing from us, so it is different. You see? Come, let us go. Let me teach you what our lives are about, and later we will have a more... private lesson." She rose and motioned for several of the tribals to follow, most of which had some sort of weapon or another, and one who seemed to have only a small amount of clothing, and very wide hips.

The princess rose and floowed the Queen, "He was caught stealing, your Majesty? A criminal must be prepared to face justice. I am very eager to see how you determine a fair punishment for his crime. The ablility to meet out equitable justice is very oimportand for a leader, I would like to learn more about it." The princess blushes.

"I would like a private lesson, your Majesty. I have quickly come to hold you in great admiration and high esteem. I can see how wisely you rule your land, I would be honored to learn all you can teach me. While our lands and societies are different, I know that there is much for me learn."

 

[showdolly]

(prisoner is offline now and away for a few days camping. Just us for a bit! LOL)

"Yes. Well, I do hope that you enjoy what I have to teach you, show you, my Princess. Tell me..." Adolla motioned to the pathway they should take and continued behind her younger companion, "Do you have any sorts of experiences with men? Other than them being servants to you. Have you had male friends? Male... lovers?"

Adolla wondered if this would scare the princess or intrigue her, offend her or with the influence of the wine make her body begin its tingling heated sensation. Adolla had had her share of men, but again, she wasn't impressed. Maybe it was because she was queen of the tribe, but she understood that only a woman could know the secrets of a woman's body. Men, if willing - or forced - could learn, but women already knew.
She hoped that Alana would adjust easily to their ways of pleasure, and come to enjoy the humiliating of the incompetent and always lustful men who occasionally tried something as stupid as trying to rob from the tribe. She smiled as she thought of what sorts of things were happening back in the medical chamber, and knew that those sorts of things would be a bit too much for the princess to start with... she would take it easier on this thief for the princess' sake. He was a lucky one.

 

[impish_pixie]

Alana

"Yes. Well, I do hope that you enjoy what I have to teach you, show you, my Princess. Tell me..." Adolla motioned to the pathway they should take and continued behind her younger companion, "Do you have any sorts of experiences with men? Other than them being servants to you. Have you had male friends? Male... lovers?"

Alana continured down the path as directed by the Queen.

"Lovers, your Majesty... umm... no." the princess vigorously shakes her head, "That would not have been permitted. Falk was the first I was ever alone with and he had no interest in me...Other than keeping me alive, of course. My servants have always been females, and the only men I met were men at court under very many watchful eyes. I suppose once I married things might have been different. The husband chosen by my father would be the man most suited to rule the country for me and father the children how would follow me to the thone. Until I came here, I never thought it was something a woman could do...without the help of a man." She turns to smile at the Queen, "See, you have taught me so much already."

 

[showdolly]

"You are very observant, my princess." Queen Adolla smiled, sensing that the girl was possibly more open to these things than she'd first thought, and that made the queen very happy. "You see, even we cannot reproduce without a man, unfortunately. So, when they happen here, we take every opportunity we can to do just that. We have certain women who are ready at any time to become with-child, and we pull seed from the men who attack us or become enslaved to us by whatever means. You see, it really isn't difficult to extract seed from a man. Actually, it's quite easy. We enjoy toying with them because of that, making sure every available mothering woman gets as much of the man's seed as she can. It won't matter which man impregnates us - only that we become impregnated. From there, we can take care of things ourselves."

They walked for a bit, Adolla making sure that Alana was following the conversation. SHe needn't have paused, she surmised - the girl understood perfectly. "Now again, I've ordered that your Faulk not be treated that way. I've ordered that if he had needs that could be attended, that the ladies might allow that in their own ways - again, we need the seed. But it is only if he is wanting and willing, and if he seems to be asking them. They are not to ask, offer, or force him. It is the same with you - I would like to see you tease and taunt our prisoners, and would love for you and I to have some time pleasuring each other. A young girl like you could probably learn a thing or two about her body, yes? Does this sound of interest to you?"
At this point, Adolla was being polite. She hoped the girl would agree and be willing to most or all of what she'd said, but in truth it wouldn't matter if she weren't. The Queen had set eyes on her, and had decided that the young princess would join her tonight - in her own chambers. With or without the girl's male servant.

 

[impish_pixie]

Alana

"You are very observant, my princess." Queen Adolla smiled, sensing that the girl was possibly more open to these things than she'd first thought, and that made the queen very happy. "You see, even we cannot reproduce without a man, unfortunately. So, when they happen here, we take every opportunity we can to do just that. We have certain women who are ready at any time to become with-child, and we pull seed from the men who attack us or become enslaved to us by whatever means. You see, it really isn't difficult to extract seed from a man. Actually, it's quite easy. We enjoy toying with them because of that, making sure every available mothering woman gets as much of the man's seed as she can. It won't matter which man impregnates us - only that we become impregnated. From there, we can take care of things ourselves."

They walked for a bit, Adolla making sure that Alana was following the conversation. SHe needn't have paused, she surmised - the girl understood perfectly. "Now again, I've ordered that your Faulk not be treated that way. I've ordered that if he had needs that could be attended, that the ladies might allow that in their own ways - again, we need the seed. But it is only if he is wanting and willing, and if he seems to be asking them. They are not to ask, offer, or force him. It is the same with you - I would like to see you tease and taunt our prisoners, and would love for you and I to have some time pleasuring each other. A young girl like you could probably learn a thing or two about her body, yes? Does this sound of interest to you?"
At this point, Adolla was being polite. She hoped the girl would agree and be willing to most or all of what she'd said, but in truth it wouldn't matter if she weren't. The Queen had set eyes on her, and had decided that the young princess would join her tonight - in her own chambers. With or without the girl's male servant.

"I am pleased that Falk will not be unwillingly used. I owe him a great deal and I would hate horrible things to happen to him, since I am responsible for him being here" The princess smiles, "Fathering many strong children on your breeding women, would be a good practical way to repay your hospitality."

"As for the your requests, my Queen, I am honor-bound to try tond live as one of your people" Well beyond blushing, her face turns bright red. "I would learn to taunt and tease your prisoners, but not Falk." She swallows heavily, "And if your women pleasure each other, I would like to learn of that, too. I gave my word to try your ways, and I take my word very seriously." The keen eye of the queen can see that although the girl hides behind her 'Word' and her 'Honor', she is not repulsed by the ideas the queen has mention and if nothing else, the princess is curious.

 

[showdolly]

"Good, I am glad to see, and yes, I see, that you anticipate and wonder of these things. I know that you will enjoy them, if you will let yourself, and I can see that you will." The queen slowed their pace a bit, walking now beside the girl, their hips and arms brushing against each other with each footstep. "And even I will not force you to do things which you are not yet sure about - all things in time, my dear Alana. If you will please me, I will please you, and we will enjoy each other. I wish for you to bed with me as many nights as you will while you are here - does this please you?" Adolla paused a moment, but not long enough for the princess to respond. "If at times you wish to bed with others, I would permit it, within reason. But a girl as beautiful as you may want to be careful as to in which tent she lies her head." It wasn't a thread - just a fact. Not all of the tribals would be as gentle and understanding as Adolla, even with orders.

"And we can start our lessons any time you wish. We will be at the prisoner's stake within only a few more minutes, but can pause here if you'd like. Or we can continue to the prisoner, and allow your watching and participating of his humiliations. Whichever you choose, Alana. All things in time." She smiled as she repeated the mantra, knowing how true it really rang for all people.


(OC: my bedtime. prisoner gone for a few days, as I said, and i'll be here tomorrow night and then not for a couple of days. Take it where you want and I'll see you tomorrow! )

 

[jabels]

(Prisoner's plans got cancelled)

Jack looks up as he hears footsteps approaching him as he stands tied to a post.

 

[impish_pixie]

Alana

Alana smiles up at the Queen, "I would like to see what it done to the prisoner, Your Majesty. I think I is important that I understand what Falk is being spared, so I can explain it to him. I want to appreciate your generosity, as I do. I think once he does, I will not have to worry about him quite so much."

She looks down at her toes, "When the time comes, I would like to enjoy all of the pleasures of your community, free from the worries of ... other things."

 

[showdolly]

Noticing that the princess has seemingly gone from a little uptight, self-righteous snob to the more approachable, even pliable girl that now stands before her, Adolla wondered when the change happened for her - what had sparked it, sealed it. She cupped the girl's face in her hands, lifting her eyes back to her own, feeling the girl up through her gaze for a moment before she spoke tenderly. "Yes, of course Alana. Completely free of worries."

She held the girl's gaze for a moment, then led the way to where the prisoner was tied, stark naked. She snapped her fingers at one of the tribals, who immediately threw a bucket of water - probably freezing cold - onto the man. Then another repeated the action. Adolla explained quietly to Alana as they watched. "The better to clean him with, my dear." She smiled at her own interpretation of the childhood fairy tale.
Motioning to the other side now, several of the women came forward with what seemed to be rough, hardened sponges. They rubbed the man, probably too roughly, and one girl seemed to concentrate on his naked shame. Those girls walked away, and another few took their place. These untied his hands and feet and retied them so that he now stood in an "X" position, still unable to move much. The look on his face told that he hadn't a clue what was happening.
Clapping her hands three times quickly, Adolla took a step forward and nudged the princess to step with her. More girls arrived, each with sticks and limbs of trees. These were run across the man's skin - not gently, but not so hard as to make him scream either. Some of the scrapings produced a tiny line of blood, most of them scratched him in some way, and the one girl in front of him stood to her side a little for Adolla to watch her ministrations. She had two sticks, smaller in girth and smoother around the edges. She twirled the man's privacy between the two sticks, without hurting him but without touching him with her own flesh. She pulled at him some, treating the twigs as if they were chopsticks, and occasionally poked a bit at the balls hidden within his man-sac.
Adolla's face beamed, without smiling, and she looked down to the princess to see her reactions. Placing one hand on the girl to let her know to stand her ground, Adolla moved away and spoke loudly for all of the tribals to hear her. "THIS MAN IS A THEIF, AND TRIED TO ROB US OF FOOD AND TREASURES. HE TRIED TO TAKE AND PLUNDER FROM US, AND NOW WE SHALL DO THE SAME FOR HIM!!" The girls cheered loudly, all obviously anxious to see and hear what was happening.

Reaching into her top, Adolla produced a stick with a large, flattened round stone tied to it. She walked directly up to the man, looking into his eyes with her reknowned glare - searching for his soul and his intentions, and his fears. Satisfied, she turned to the crowd. "HE HAS COME TO PEER AT US AS WOMEN, TO DELIGHT IN OUR BODIES. HERE IS HIS, IN ALL ITS GLORY!" The crowds laughed, knowing that 'glory' was Adolla's cryptic word for shame. She took the stone on a stick and placed it under his sack, pulling his package up so that it peeked at Alana. "Is this something to desire? To want? No. It is something to tease, and to torture. It is worthless, even when the man thinks it is most glorious."
As if having seen a hidden cue, the girl closest to Adolla - the one having done most of the penal ministrations so far - placed another stone on the top of the man's cock and sucked his head which now poked out, sandwiched between the rocks. She sucked it hard for a couple of seconds, then backed away and thumped it with her fingers. The man winced, and Adolla smiled, looking to Alana for her disgusted grimmace or approving smile.

 

[impish_pixie]

Alana

The man winced, and Adolla smiled, looking to Alana for her disgusted grimmace or approving smile.

Alana stand with her eyes wide and her hand over her mouth. A range of expressions fly across her face, fear, compassion, disgust, amusement but confusion seems to weight the heaviest on her features. She closes her eyes and swallows heavily before lowering her hand to her side. She looks up the Queen, "Your Majesty, I am not certain that I understand, is this to punish the prisoner or entertain your women? What will be done with him whan he has completed his punishment? Will he be released?"

Alana is concerned, afraid she has mistaken the Queen's intentions. Tease and torment. Alana sees now that these can mean different things to different people. She is afraid that her interpratation of the words do not match the Queen's.

 

[jabels]

He opened his eyes wide as the cold water hit him, then again as a another bucket full, hit. He feels hands pull his body into a spread eagled "x" stance. He struggled little and winced slightly as the amazons ran sticks over his body. The amazons working his manhood with the sticks was none to gentle but his body betray's him as he hardens to his full length. As the queen speaks he smirks to himself and the moans a little in pleasure as the cold stone presses under his sac. He winces as the weight of the other stone lands on his hard member. He moans a little more as the one amazon woman starts sucking his tip.

 

[showdolly]

Adolla smiles at the young girl. "Ah, but this is not yet finished." She turned back and pointed at the man, not bothering to hide the fact that she was pointing at his hard dick. "You see that? It means he likes it. The men, for some odd reason, enjoy the taunting of being naked in front of women and it doesn't matter what the women do to him. A man only becomes hard like that when he is sexually aroused, and this one is - very much I'd guess."

She looks now at the prisoner, the theif and asks him for confirmation. "Aren't you, theif. Aren't you liking our attentions to your hardened, shameful nakedness?" As she asked him, she stroked his length gently with only her fingertips, knowing such gentle treatment after the harshness just previous would simply tantilize the man. "Both ends of the spectrum... the better to tease him with, my dear."

 

[jabels]

"Ofocurse i do why would i not. An army of beauties all despising but secretly wanting my hard member....wouldn't you love that to." The theif says knowing the consequences could be painful but losing himself in his lust as he stares at all the beauties around him. He closes his eyes as the queen runs her hands along his hard cock.

 

[showdolly]

As if that was her cue, the nearest Amazon tribal smacks the theif's ass hard three times with a flattened board which looked almost like a boating oar, only not as thick. Adolla laughed and turned to Alana. "See? He's a nasty creature and loves everything we do to him."

Closing in close to the girl, purposefully allowing her hand to graze against Alana's breast, Adolla offers the girl the next tease. "Would you like to gently suck on his cock? They reeeeallly like that, and I promise not to hurt him with you there, and of course, to not hurt you either. It's easy - just use your tongue and lips and suck on it sometimes and he will moan and make noises. Might leak a bit of fluid into your mouth, but probably nothing major... yet." Adolla grins, wondering how much the royal youngster knows about the anatomy and physiology of the opposite gender. "He's all yours if you want him, sweetie. and you don't have to do it, you can wait for another time if you'd rather, but I'd bet he's never had a young lady as beautiful as you on her knees in front of him."
The queen now gently massaged the breast still in her hand, her eyes not moving from Alana's. Her movements were nothing commanding, nothing assaulting - simply a sensual caress from a loving friend. "Well? Shall you suck him or should I?"

 

[impish_pixie]

Alana

"Both ends of the spectrum... the better to tease him with, my dear."

Her mouth forms a soft and silent "O", "Isn't it the same as conditioning an unbroken horse for training? Get the animal to fear the bad and want the good, so he behaves the way you want in return for the good?" She looks very puzzled, but is clearly trying to fit what is happening into a mental box she knows and understands. She refuses to make a judgement until she has an understanding. She admits to herself that she felt rather sorry for the prisoner... until he opened his mouth.

 

[jabels]

grunts as the amazon smacks his ass. He's had worse done to him behind the lines. The amazons didn't notice the scars over his body.

 

[showdolly]

"Isn't it the same as conditioning an unbroken horse for training? Get the animal to fear the bad and want the good, so he behaves the way you want in return for the good?"

The queen stops, pondering, then smiles and nods excitedly. "Well, I hadn't thought of it like that, but yes - I guess it is. Once he gets to where our actions are no longer arousing him - and thus not becoming hardened, and therefore of no use to our reproductive state, one of two things happens. According to his behavior, he is either taken deep into the woods and released to find his own way - and we have never had one come back to fight us, and have heard of only a few that made it out of the woods - or if he was horrid and hurtful, we just kill him."
Adolla shrugs a bit, hoping that doesnt' frighten the girl. They didn't often have to kill the prisoners, and in fact hated doing so - they much preferred to let the men go, find civilazation again, and tell other men of their sexual experiences here. Inevitably, the return of one man to a city was followed with the arrival of several more.

Queen Adolla smirks at the prisoner as he grunts at his ass slap. This one was a bit tougher than she'd seen recently, but she certainly knew how to handle him, and he'd get it all - theives were not tolerated in her colony. She wouldn't tell alana, but this one would likely die.... Unless, of course, he was able to redeem himself later.

 

[flithymind]

OOC: Poor ol' Chamberlain, stuck in the medical tent... I guess you'll get to him eventually.

 

[_honey_]

He struggled veinly but in a matter of moments he was left, tied fast as before but without a stitch of clothing. Chamberlain blinked and swallowed, trying to catch his breath, regain his composure and come up with a plan of escape...

Nedra sauntered intop the medical tent, bored wiht this prisoner before even meeting him. She had wanted to tease and taunt with the others, but as the most skilled medic had been assigned to change the prisoner's head dresings.

However, seeing his muscular body exposed and the challenge that fashed in his eyes as she approached, she perked up. This could well be more interesting than she had thought.

 

[flithymind]

A new woman entered the tent, parting the others and the taunting and laughing stopped, instantly.

Chamberlain looked up. She already looked annoyed and pissed off before laying eyes on him. She glowered at him, looking him up and down, before her face softened, only slightly.

Chamerlain tensed for a kick or somesuch, but was, effectively powerless. He looked her up and down, trying to assess her...