Decadents and Dropouts IC

The Narrator

Ulfgard climbed behind her, his eyes fixed on her rearend. As she got up onto the platform, he grabbed her buttocks with both hands, his feet still on the ladder. He squeezed them hard and while he looked how to get that leather gear down from her.

Phyliss Ovida

"Now, don't act now. Wait until we are safe in the room, were I can leave unnoticed. When he recovers, I am out of here. I just will have to find Verialyn then. I think we parted at the huge barrel in the first third of this hall." the gorgon tried to keep the barbarian of from her body, but did not really struggle to hard. She wanted to be out of sight in that little room first.
 
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While Haerdon moved Phyliss into the room, he slowly slid the left halter of her dress down over her shoulder, thereby slowly exposing her breast. Once that was done with his lips still on her shoulder he reached out towards her nipple.

Verialyn Kallidis.

As Ulfgard squeezed both of her buttocks with full force, Verialyn gave a little yelp. She quickly moved a step away from the letter, turned around to face Ulfgard and asked in feigned surprise "Ulfgard, what are you doing?"
 
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Ulfgard climbed up the latter and stood before the vampire an laughed. "Just touching your ass. It is nice, you know." H eput his hands on her shoulders and leaned down and forward to kiss her.

Phyliss Ovida

Now, this was far enough. She stood in the dark room, the much bigger and bullier man in front of her. She was neither prude nor unpassionate, but she felt quite uncomfortable to be stripped in a stable by a stranger she had just met. Quite a lot of men had seen her barebreasted, but under quite different situations. She wasn't a farmgirl or maidservant who could be had by anyone who would just see here. And his spiky beard scratched her sensitive breast. She knew, telling him to stop wouldn't impress him a lot now. Although she was not ready yet to poison him with her snakes. Now, let us see if he would make a good statue. She had to look into her eyes for that spell, and if it didn't work, she was in trouble. She was a gorgon! Shouldn't she be able to handle a dumb warrior? She grabed his plaits and tried to pull his face up, so she could met him in the eye.
 
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The Narrator

Haerdon's right hand now started to pull the right halter of Phyliss dress also downwards, soon to reveal her right breast as well. He moved his head around in order to suckle on her left nipple when he suddenly felt her hand in his hair, pulling. "Please, stop that nonsense" he murmured as his moth approached the breast his left hand was now cupping.

Verialyn Kallidis

Verialyn let herself be drawn to Ulfgard, but turned her head such that his eager lips landed on her neck richt below her left ear. "No, Ulfgard, please don't" she whimpered in fake desperation.
 
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"Yes!" laughed Ulfgard, sliding his hands up and down of her back, feeling her hear, rubbing her bottom. His hand got hold of her vest, and he started to pull it upwards.

Phyliss Ovida

Now he had exposed both of her breasts, and if she wouldn't do anything now she soon would be standing her all in the nude. Now, probably not standing, but lying. Buried beneath a huge hulk of a barbarian. She felt his bearded face on her breast, nothing would get him away then, and she wasn't strong enough to pull his head up. Maybe she should have felt fluttered, but she knew that she had perfect breast herself. "So, if I don't get him up, I get down and we will see if he will turn hard for the rest of his body." She dropped herself down in the nice, so that she met him eye to eye.
 
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Haerdon was surprised by her suddenly dropping to her knees. A sudden "She is a gorgon!" flashed through his mind, and in the last possible moment he averted his gaze.

"No, mylady, I will not make eye contact with an angry gorgon". He immediately changed his grip on her, trying to push her face down to the floor with both hands.


Verialyn Kallidis

Inwardly Verialyn slowly got excited. Her heightetend vampiric senses could be both a blessing and a curse at times. In particular since the highly sensible nerves in her breasts and between her legs let her become sexually aroused a lot easier than the average human, so she would get enjoyment even out of copulating with a brute like Ulfgard.

Outwardly she kept up her act. While she felt her vest slowly slide up (why didn't Ulfgard simply open the butttons at the front?) she put up a fake token resistance and pretended to try to stop his mighty arms from doing their work, although with only a small fraction of her strength so she was no obstacle worth mentioning. While doing that she pleaded "Please, Ulfgard, stop!"
 
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Ulfgard grinned at her protest. He know, them all played up, before the gave in to him. (Umph? Buttons? You simple pull at the clothes until they are off. Is there any other way?) "Err, I know ye like it." He grabbed her vest and just tried to get it off in one quick, harsh movement, as usual, while he put his knee between her legs.

Phyliss Ovida

"So, what do I now? Scream? Bite?" as she helt his strong arms pushing her face to the ground. She wouldn't scream to Verialyn, just out of proud. Bite him? Maybe. But if he didn't dare to look into her eyes, he was not protected against her spell. Was he immune or protected against snake venom? She might find out, if nothing else worked. Maybe she could scare him off. She hissed, as he pressed her facedown to the ground, her exposed breasts squeezed painfully on her knees. She wiggled her snakes, that touched his arms... there were quite a lot of them, the longest ones reaching two feet.
 
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Now that he had her face down on the floor, Haerdon put one knee on her back, pinning her down with all his weight. His right hand grabbed her neck forcefully and as the snakes twirled around his forearm he casually told Phyliss:

"Listen, maybe some of these snake heads carry poison, that I can not tell. But I had to deal quite a lot with snakes in my life, and none of their poison was instantaneous. So if you bite me I will still have enough time to break your neck" He slightly increased the pressure of his grip for emphasis. "Please, do not try to do something stupid. This can still be quite enjoyable, for both of us, so why don't you just stop struggling and enjoy the ride? I will have to take some precautions, though."

With his free hand he reached out to the nearest wall, were a lengthy piece of rope was hanging.

Verialyn Kallidis

Verialyn's arms were swept up by Ulfgard's sudden pull, and her leather vest was swiftly pulled upwards over her head and her arms, and thrown into a corner.

Now she stood there in front of Ulfgard, her legs slightly spread with his knee between them, and her voluminous breasts hanging free and exposed. Her large nipples hardened immediately in the cool air. Together with her large and dark aureolae they gave an exquisite contrast to her light skin tone.

Verialyn quickly took another step back and tried to cover her breasts with her slender hands as well as she could, giving Ulfgard another pleading look.
 
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The Narrator

Ulfgard gazed at Verialyns breast with open mouth. "Ahhh..good. good." He stretched his arms forward, to grab and grope them.

Phyliss Ovida

The gorgon couldn't see what he was doing, but she felt his knee on her back, and his arm on her neck. She really did believe that he could break her neck. Maybe he was immune, maybe not, but it wouldn't matter if he killed her before that. And she had dealt with barbarians and warriors often enough to know that there death threats were to be taken serious - dead serious. Screaming wasn't such a good idea either. Starting to beg? Certainly not. She forced herself to stay calm and wait for a better opportunity. "Just be cool, gorgon. You will find a way out." she told herself.
 
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Haerdon reached the rope and took it off the hook. Then with another "Please don't do anything stupid" his right hand loosened the grip on her neck, and then reached for her hands, first the left one then the right one to pull them on the floor over her head. He obviously intended to tie her wrists.

Verialyn Kallidis

As Ulfgards hands approached, Verialyn did not even flinch. In a gesture of resignation she stopped covering her breasts and dropped her hands to her sides, awaiting the first touch.
 
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Ulfgard just took his change and grabbed her breast hard, and squeezed and pulled them in his hand, rubbing his palms over her nibbles. Verialyn saw that he was already drooling as he kept to tend to her breasts.

Phyliss Ovida

Phyliss was a little reliefed when his iron grip on her neck released, but she was still pinned down by his knee as he grabbed her slim wrists and pulled them forward, one after one. Now it was obvious what he was doing. "Wait! You can't tie me up! I am a gorgon!" she protested, but instantly knew that she had to think of something better, and quick. Still, she didn't dare to bite, because he could just break her neck or chop her head of in her position.
 
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Once her wrists were securely tied together, Haerdon grabbed her neck again with her right hand, while he wrapped his huge left hand around her bound wrists. He carefully and slowly eased the pressure his knee was putting on her back, got to his feet and pulled her up with him. Then he quickly scanned the room and noticed a hook on a beam that crossed the room somewhat more than 2 yards above the groud.

"There we go, seems to be about the correct height" he said with a grin as he pulled Phyliss' bound wrists towards the hook.

Verialyn Kallidis

Her sensible nipples together with the rest of her breasts fired waves of sexual sensations through her body as Ulfgard began his treatment. He most definitely was not gentle, but she was no human and could not help but enjoy what he was causing. Verialyn closed her eyes, tilted her head back slightly and allowed a quiet moan to escape her lips.
 
The Narrator

"Ahrr, I knew ye like that." Ulfgard slid his huge hands down to push down her pants.

Phyliss Ovida

"No wait!Let me go!" Phyliss tried to get her arms out of his hands, but she couldn't help being tied up. He lifted her up light a paperweight, her back towards him, so that she had no chance to look into his eyes. As she saw the hook on the ceiling, she knew at once what he was up to. "No! You can't do that!" Maybe it was no time to scream, but she closed her mouth again. She would be horribly emberassed to call Verialyn now, with her bare breats exposed and her wrists tied up, while the brbarian lifted her around like a paperdoll. And of course, the barbarian could think screaming "was doin something" stupid. Nevertheless, she wiggled as much as possible, trying to get out of his grip, so that she could face him.
 
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With a strong pull Haerdon lifted her wrists up and placed the rope that was tying them together in the hook. He almost did not notice her struggles. Then he let her weight pull Phyliss down and noticed satified that his estimate had been correct. She could only stand on her toes.

With a smile he stepped back one step and admired his handiwork.


Verialyn Kallidis

"No... I ... don't..." was all that Verialyn uttered as she opened her eyes again. Inwardly she was a little disappointed that he was finished with her breasts so quickly, but curious what he would do next while she stood there motionless.
 
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Ulfgard grinned. He wasn't finished with her breast yet. "I wann see all of ye..." he pulled down her kneelength pants with one, sharp gesture.

Phyliss Ovdia

"Ouch..Ouh! You brute!" The gorgon felt her arms lifted up by the rope, like she had expected. She stood on the tip of her boots, fully erected, her dress sliding down to her slim waist, stopping at her belt. She couldn't see Haerdon now, not knowing what he was doing. She wasn't touching her at this moment. Maybe he would be s self assured to walk in front of her... She listened carefully. If she knew his exact position, she might hop and try to spin around, confronting him. Her snakes squirmed in excitement.
 
The Narrator

"Seems your snakes look forward to what is coming next"
Haerdon slowly approached Phyliss from behind. He would pull her dress down all the way, just not yet. His right hand slowly and gently slid up the middle of her back, and came to rest on her neck once more.
Once his right hand was in place, his left hand started at her hips, caressed her while moving around to her abdomen and then upwards towards her breasts.


Verialyn Kallidis

When Ulfgard had pulled her pants down, Verialyn nimbly stepped out of them. No sense in risking to trip, even if Ulfgard might misinterpret her cooperation. Now only clad in her leather shoes, she feebly tried to cover her shaved intimate region with her hands, and gave Ulfgard another pleading look as he got up again.
 
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Ulfgard saw the pleading look in her face. "Ye don't have to beg, honey. I want it, too." He grabbed her left breats, while he shove her backwards with the other hand, trying to lay her down on the planks.

Phyliss Ovida

The gorgon wanted to curse onto him, but she tried to keep her mind clear. The wine she had consumed, the darkness and unreal atmosphere of the room and the absurd situation she got herself into was bad enough, now this bastard started to caress her. She bit her lip and closed her eyes, for now, but wait if you get in front...but she had to admit that it didn't feel all so bad as his huge hand softly stroke over her skin, rubbing her abdomen area.
 
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Haerdon's right hand now also wandered down her back and to the front where he now intensely started to caress her breasts with both hands. He gently let his fingers run over her skin, barely touching her, and occasionally carefully twisted one or both of her nipples.
While doing so his chest made contact with her back, and his beard again began to tickle on her right shoulder.

Verialyn Kallidis

Although it was not so easy to pull off, Verialyn managed to look clumsy. She allowed Ulfgard's shove to get her off balace. Stumbling back a step her breast slid from his grasp and with a small thud she came to sit on the edge of a large hay bale lying on the floor.
"No, Ulfgard, ..."
 
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Ulfgard didn't waste any time for words. He stood up and got rid of his clothes, what didn't take him very long. His arousement had been visible before, but without his loincloth it was obviously what he was up to.
"Now ye get what ye wanted, yeah?"

Phyliss Ovida

"Get your filthy hands off!" hissed the gorgon as she felt her breasts responding to his hands. Despite his brute treatment he gave her before, his huge hands were quite capable for a sensible touch. She was embarassed that her nipples showed the affections that she wanted to hide, standing out hard, as her already firm breast got even firmer by his touch.
 
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"Are you really sure you want me to?" replied Haerdon, and to drive the point home he gave her nipples yet another twist with his capable hands.
"Onwards to new pastures" was his laconic remark as he got on his knees and finally pulled her dress down all the way to the floor. Then he started to slowly knead and kiss Phyliss' behind.

Verialyn Kallidis

"Hmm, there seems to be at least one perk Ulfgard has compared to Haerdon" thought Verialyn as she got to finally see his unveiled member for the first time. Ulfgards manners might be seriously lacking, but his physique definitely was not.

"Oh no ... " was all she said outwardly, with an expression of fear on her face, while inching back on the hay bale, her slightly lent back upper body propped up on her hands.
 
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"Ye, that position is just fine." He moved forward and dropped down on his knees. He grabbed for Verialyns hips, wanting to pull her onto his lap.

Phyliss Ovida

Phyliss cured something ununderstandable at Haerdons remark, and squeaked as he twisted her hard nibbles. She squirmed and struggled as he took the belt off and pulled her long dress down, leaving nothing else on her body but her black velour boots and her jewellery. She uttered an "Oooh!" as she felt his hand kneading her wellshaped bottom, and stinged her soft skin with his beard again. She hoped that this area of the stable was really so remote that there was nobody else here to see her in this humilating situation. It was bad enough that no hero was her to rescue her, but it would be even worse to entertain some rotten peeping toms.
 
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After almost a minute of caresses Haerdon's mouth started to move slowly first towards Phyliss' left hip and then on her front towards her intimate region. His body followed the movement, and while his right hand continued to caress her behind, his left hand slowly moved upwards her inner thigh from the front towards Phyliss' clitoris, trying to prepare her for the arrival of his mouth.

Verialyn Kallidis

A slight shudder went through Verialyn as Ulfgard's hands grabbed her hips forcefully, and she allowed herself to be pulled towards his lap without any sign of resistance. All she uttered was another feeble "Please, Ulfgard, don't do this..."
 
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"No, ye dont want to be on top? We try, yeah." Ulfgard pulled Verialyn forward and mounted her on his lap, trying to penetrate her just at start.


Phyliss Ovida

Phyliss shivered, as she felt his hand coming close to her intimate region. "No, don't to this..." She pulled herself together and told herself not to beg, nor to moan. She tried to press her legs together, and she knew that she was strong, surely stronger then a mortal woman of her size, but not that strong, and standing in her boots on tiptoes, her arms stretched above her head on a dangling rope didn't make it easier. To make it worse, her body was reacting to what Haeron did.
 
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"Awww, are you some sort of spoilsport?" was all Haedron commented as Phyliss pressed her legs together. Then, still on his knees, he positioned himself right in front of her, his nose almost touching her private region, and started to pull her legs apart with both hands.

Verialyn Kallidis

Now Verialyn sat on Ulfgards lap, his strong arms supporting her back, and her nipples already rubbing across his hairy chest. She averted her gaze from Ulfgard and let her arms dangle loosely at her side as she felt the tip of his penis probing between her legs and searching for her entrance.
Fortunately she was already wet down there due to Ulfgard's treatment of her breasts so what was surely about to happen soon would not be painful.
 
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Ulfgarg lifted Verialyns body by her hips, until he felt the right spot. "Wet already, I know." he chuckled and pulled her down, penetrating her without any further preparations.

Phyliss Ovida

Phyliss uttered a protesting, squeaking sound as Haerdon pulled her legs apart. There wasn't anything else she could do, and she had the feeling to loos the ground under her booted feet, as her full weight lasted on the rope and the hook in the ceiling.
 
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