Rob looks over Tess, and is silent for a moment. He reaches out and squeezes her breast firmly, "Hmmm .... she will do.... how much for her?" He asks, reaching into his pocket for the desired amount... He always kept a large supply of gold with him...
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After a bit of haggling Tom and Rob eventually agree a suitable price for Tess and Rob hands over the gold.
“By the way she was freed by her last master then made a slave again only a couple of days ago,” Tom told him. “I hope she pleases you,” he adds as Rob walks away with Tess in Tow.
After a bit of haggling Tom and Rob eventually agree a suitable price for Tess and Rob hands over the gold.
“By the way she was freed by her last master then made a slave again only a couple of days ago,” Tom told him. “I hope she pleases you,” he adds as Rob walks away with Tess in Tow.
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Jason, Miren & Meliara
Jason was amazed at the compliment Miren showered on him about his food that he hadn’t expected then she had another little surprise for him as she caught his eye with a slight smile on her face lifting the wine carafe and pouring three generous glasses one for each of them. Was she acting the slave for the benefit of Meliara or was there another motive he’d have to wait and see but he thought she was just following what he’d commented about earlier.
Hearing Meliara talk about her people eating meat and knowing that he hadn’t really ordered enough meat for the three of them only enough for Miren and Meliara to have small portions as that was what he’d expected and he thought that Miren had expected the same.
“Call one of the serving slaves and tell them to bring more meat with the meal,” he said to Miren knowing she only needed to open the door and give his order.
He’d noticed that although Miren was looking at him and talking to him that Meliara was avoiding looking at him she would look at Miren but at other times she looked at the floor instead of looking at him. He had hoped that Miren’s presence would help her relax before having to endure her ordeal in the bedroom but it looked as if she was having no effect on the little one as Miren called her.
“Meliara what part of the Elven woodland do your people inhabit?” Jason asked wondering how to peoples so alike could have lost contact with each other. It would also be useful information for his hunters while they were out looking for slaves.
Jason was amazed at the compliment Miren showered on him about his food that he hadn’t expected then she had another little surprise for him as she caught his eye with a slight smile on her face lifting the wine carafe and pouring three generous glasses one for each of them. Was she acting the slave for the benefit of Meliara or was there another motive he’d have to wait and see but he thought she was just following what he’d commented about earlier.
Hearing Meliara talk about her people eating meat and knowing that he hadn’t really ordered enough meat for the three of them only enough for Miren and Meliara to have small portions as that was what he’d expected and he thought that Miren had expected the same.
“Call one of the serving slaves and tell them to bring more meat with the meal,” he said to Miren knowing she only needed to open the door and give his order.
He’d noticed that although Miren was looking at him and talking to him that Meliara was avoiding looking at him she would look at Miren but at other times she looked at the floor instead of looking at him. He had hoped that Miren’s presence would help her relax before having to endure her ordeal in the bedroom but it looked as if she was having no effect on the little one as Miren called her.
“Meliara what part of the Elven woodland do your people inhabit?” Jason asked wondering how to peoples so alike could have lost contact with each other. It would also be useful information for his hunters while they were out looking for slaves.
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Meliara & Jason
“Meliara what part of the Elven woodland do your people inhabit?” As Jason address Meliara, she continued to look down.
She sighed, quietly, remembering her home. "We move around a lot through the forest. Generally, we live in the trees. I can't really say where... I'm not allowed to."
“Meliara what part of the Elven woodland do your people inhabit?” As Jason address Meliara, she continued to look down.
She sighed, quietly, remembering her home. "We move around a lot through the forest. Generally, we live in the trees. I can't really say where... I'm not allowed to."
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Aaja brought the roll of things up to the bedroom, being careful not to drop any of the precious looking shiny objects as she layed them out on the table and waited for further instruction. They had finished all of the major cleaning in the room earlier but she had decided to dust a bit and make the room look even neater while she waited for the others to join her.
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]“Call one of the serving slaves and tell them to bring more meat with the meal,” he said to Miren.
“Of course,” she inclined her head and then with the bearing of a castle chatelaine, Miren rose from the table and passed the instructions to the serving slaves.
“Meliara what part of the Elven woodland do your people inhabit?” Jason asked
The little elf sighed, "We move around a lot through the forest. Generally, we live in the trees. I can't really say where... I'm not allowed to.”
Miren smoothly interrupted as she returned to the table, “Of course not, I understand. He was only trying to make you more comfortable by giving you a chance to talk about something that is familiar to you. It is a human custom, one of the many you will learn.”
]“Call one of the serving slaves and tell them to bring more meat with the meal,” he said to Miren.
“Of course,” she inclined her head and then with the bearing of a castle chatelaine, Miren rose from the table and passed the instructions to the serving slaves.
“Meliara what part of the Elven woodland do your people inhabit?” Jason asked
The little elf sighed, "We move around a lot through the forest. Generally, we live in the trees. I can't really say where... I'm not allowed to.”
Miren smoothly interrupted as she returned to the table, “Of course not, I understand. He was only trying to make you more comfortable by giving you a chance to talk about something that is familiar to you. It is a human custom, one of the many you will learn.”
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When Miren returned, she told Meliara, “Of course not, I understand. He was only trying to make you more comfortable by giving you a chance to talk about something that is familiar to you. It is a human custom, one of the many you will learn.”
The little elf frowned and looked up at Miren. She burst out, "Is it also human custom to enslave us elves then? Do they all use our bodies to their pleasure without our consent?"
Her cheeks grew red, partly from her anger, and partly from her realization that she had spoken her feelings too bluntly. Jason would probably punish her for it, and Miren would probably think less of her... But to Meliara it almost seemed as if Miren had sided with Jason... how could she be so friendly with the man that had enslaved her? Or was Miren not even enslaved by Jason?
The little elf frowned and looked up at Miren. She burst out, "Is it also human custom to enslave us elves then? Do they all use our bodies to their pleasure without our consent?"
Her cheeks grew red, partly from her anger, and partly from her realization that she had spoken her feelings too bluntly. Jason would probably punish her for it, and Miren would probably think less of her... But to Meliara it almost seemed as if Miren had sided with Jason... how could she be so friendly with the man that had enslaved her? Or was Miren not even enslaved by Jason?
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The little elf frowned and looked up at Miren. She burst out, "Is it also human custom to enslave us elves then? Do they all use our bodies to their pleasure without our consent?"
Miren's face remains impassive at Meliara's outburst, but her voice is soft when she speaks. "It is good to vent your anger, it serves little purpose. It clouds the judgment and leads to impetuous choices." The corner of Merin's lip lifts in a wry smile, "But to answer your question - yes. It is their custom to hold us against our will, enslave us, and use the bodies of beautiful females without their consent."
"That is the truth of the matter and we will not convince them that it is anything but their right to do what they want with us."
"Meliara, your life will never be what it was but you can shape how it will be."
The little elf frowned and looked up at Miren. She burst out, "Is it also human custom to enslave us elves then? Do they all use our bodies to their pleasure without our consent?"
Miren's face remains impassive at Meliara's outburst, but her voice is soft when she speaks. "It is good to vent your anger, it serves little purpose. It clouds the judgment and leads to impetuous choices." The corner of Merin's lip lifts in a wry smile, "But to answer your question - yes. It is their custom to hold us against our will, enslave us, and use the bodies of beautiful females without their consent."
"That is the truth of the matter and we will not convince them that it is anything but their right to do what they want with us."
"Meliara, your life will never be what it was but you can shape how it will be."
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Miren remained calm as she spoke to Meliara after the elf's impolite remarks. "It is good to vent your anger, it serves little purpose. It clouds the judgment and leads to impetuous choices. But to answer your question - yes. It is their custom to hold us against our will, enslave us, and use the bodies of beautiful females without their consent." "That is the truth of the matter and we will not convince them that it is anything but their right to do what they want with us."
Meliara took this information in and knew that she would have to accept it. It was now her fate to become a slave for some man to use. The rush of adrenyaline from the anger she had mustered up earlier had now faded as she accept this cruel future.
Miren continued. "Meliara, your life will never be what it was but you can shape how it will be."
"I..." She paused, but bringing the words out of her mind seemed to make the whole situation more real, "..I understand my fate."
Meliara nodded at Miren, a silent attempt at thanking the beautiful elf for easing the realization of her fate into her mind so gently.
Miren remained calm as she spoke to Meliara after the elf's impolite remarks. "It is good to vent your anger, it serves little purpose. It clouds the judgment and leads to impetuous choices. But to answer your question - yes. It is their custom to hold us against our will, enslave us, and use the bodies of beautiful females without their consent." "That is the truth of the matter and we will not convince them that it is anything but their right to do what they want with us."
Meliara took this information in and knew that she would have to accept it. It was now her fate to become a slave for some man to use. The rush of adrenyaline from the anger she had mustered up earlier had now faded as she accept this cruel future.
Miren continued. "Meliara, your life will never be what it was but you can shape how it will be."
"I..." She paused, but bringing the words out of her mind seemed to make the whole situation more real, "..I understand my fate."
Meliara nodded at Miren, a silent attempt at thanking the beautiful elf for easing the realization of her fate into her mind so gently.
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Sam And Rose
Everything moved so fast she didn't have a chance to do much thinking, she looked around then at the man coming for her, she didn't fight, there was no point to, she sighed some, but when she was put in the cell she knew it was going to be bad, but then she saw this man, she felt him touching her, she bite her lip trying not to enjoy it, unfortunately he was touching her in places that were so sensitive she couldn't help but let out a small moan.
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Everything moved so fast she didn't have a chance to do much thinking, she looked around then at the man coming for her, she didn't fight, there was no point to, she sighed some, but when she was put in the cell she knew it was going to be bad, but then she saw this man, she felt him touching her, she bite her lip trying not to enjoy it, unfortunately he was touching her in places that were so sensitive she couldn't help but let out a small moan.
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Sam & Rose
Sam smiled when he heard Rose moan as he teased her breasts and nipples this was going to easy he thought as he undid the shackles holding her effectively freeing her from any restraints except for the closed door of the cell.
Lifting her easily he laid her on the bed and started to tease her breasts again waiting for the moans that he knew would soon arrive once he had her moaning again he slid one hand down her body to her crotch finding he had to use a little force to get her to spread her legs but finally succeeded.
He now had access to her unused sex and he ran a finger along her pussy lips just teasing for the moment he wasn’t going to slip his finger between them until he was ready and she was responding properly he could feel her trying to resist but knew that she’d surrender eventually.
Sam smiled when he heard Rose moan as he teased her breasts and nipples this was going to easy he thought as he undid the shackles holding her effectively freeing her from any restraints except for the closed door of the cell.
Lifting her easily he laid her on the bed and started to tease her breasts again waiting for the moans that he knew would soon arrive once he had her moaning again he slid one hand down her body to her crotch finding he had to use a little force to get her to spread her legs but finally succeeded.
He now had access to her unused sex and he ran a finger along her pussy lips just teasing for the moment he wasn’t going to slip his finger between them until he was ready and she was responding properly he could feel her trying to resist but knew that she’d surrender eventually.
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Jason, Miren & Meliara
Jason listened to the interchange between Miren and Meliara and it sounded to him like Miren was encouraging Meliara to relax and enjoy the ordeal that she was going to go through later that night as she didn’t have any choice.
"But to answer your question - yes. It is their custom to hold us against our will, enslave us, and use the bodies of beautiful females without their consent." Jason noticed the smile on Miren’s face as she said this
"Meliara, your life will never be what it was but you can shape how it will be." Miren added and Jason agreed but it appeared to him that Miren was encouraging Meliara to surrender fully to what was going to happen to her and if possible to try to enjoy the experience.
He couldn’t help but smile when Meliara finally said "..I understand my fate." accepting that she had no choice but to do whatever Jason required of her.
Jason began to wonder about Miren herself was she that curious that she’d help him fuck Meliara without any qualms even though she knew it would happen with or without her help maybe she was interested enough to experience it herself to settle her curiosity. But he was sure that was for the future and the present was more important to him at the moment he now had two elves to protect one because of her possible ransom and the other because he was going to use her body for a while she would be out of bounds to his men until he decided that it was time to sell her.
At this point there was a knock at the door and he looked at Miren conveying with the look that she should open it and let the serving slaves enter with their meal.
Jason listened to the interchange between Miren and Meliara and it sounded to him like Miren was encouraging Meliara to relax and enjoy the ordeal that she was going to go through later that night as she didn’t have any choice.
"But to answer your question - yes. It is their custom to hold us against our will, enslave us, and use the bodies of beautiful females without their consent." Jason noticed the smile on Miren’s face as she said this
"Meliara, your life will never be what it was but you can shape how it will be." Miren added and Jason agreed but it appeared to him that Miren was encouraging Meliara to surrender fully to what was going to happen to her and if possible to try to enjoy the experience.
He couldn’t help but smile when Meliara finally said "..I understand my fate." accepting that she had no choice but to do whatever Jason required of her.
Jason began to wonder about Miren herself was she that curious that she’d help him fuck Meliara without any qualms even though she knew it would happen with or without her help maybe she was interested enough to experience it herself to settle her curiosity. But he was sure that was for the future and the present was more important to him at the moment he now had two elves to protect one because of her possible ransom and the other because he was going to use her body for a while she would be out of bounds to his men until he decided that it was time to sell her.
At this point there was a knock at the door and he looked at Miren conveying with the look that she should open it and let the serving slaves enter with their meal.
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"..I understand my fate."
Merin watches Meliara’s face as the little elf’s anger fades to acceptance. Merin would have sighed with relief were she inclined to reveal her feelings. Meliara’s practical acceptance of what she could not change meant the little elf might have a chance of finding some measure of satisfaction in her new life. It also meant Merin would not have to tell her exactly what she could expect if she continued to rail against her fate, a short life violently raped by gangs of brutal human males, her spirit broken like her body.
Miren smiles on Meliara, like the teacher of a student who has mastered a difficult lesson, “You are wise, for one so young, Meliara. “
Miren lifts her glass and takes a small sip of her wine, “I find the human wines are heavy, better suited for sipping than for drinking. There is one, however, that if warmed and mixed with spices, would make a pleasant drink on cold evenings.”
There was a knock on the door, and Miren excused herself from the table to let in the serving slaves. She watched as they placed the food on the table, correcting the placement until the food was laid out in the proper way, the Eldar way. Miren then dismissed the slaves. The eldest waited for a confirming nod from Jason before ushering the others out of the room. With the dinner set to her satisfaction, Miren sat back down at the table and continued to play hostess; serving both Jason and Meliara before taking a small portion for herself.
“I promised to tell something of my life among my people, who, unlike Meliara’s, do not live in trees. We live in cities, Eldar cities. Each city is ruled by a Great House, with the lesser houses bound to it by oath and blood. We maintain a state of military readiness, prepared at all times for war with the Orcs but at peace with the other races.”
"..I understand my fate."
Merin watches Meliara’s face as the little elf’s anger fades to acceptance. Merin would have sighed with relief were she inclined to reveal her feelings. Meliara’s practical acceptance of what she could not change meant the little elf might have a chance of finding some measure of satisfaction in her new life. It also meant Merin would not have to tell her exactly what she could expect if she continued to rail against her fate, a short life violently raped by gangs of brutal human males, her spirit broken like her body.
Miren smiles on Meliara, like the teacher of a student who has mastered a difficult lesson, “You are wise, for one so young, Meliara. “
Miren lifts her glass and takes a small sip of her wine, “I find the human wines are heavy, better suited for sipping than for drinking. There is one, however, that if warmed and mixed with spices, would make a pleasant drink on cold evenings.”
There was a knock on the door, and Miren excused herself from the table to let in the serving slaves. She watched as they placed the food on the table, correcting the placement until the food was laid out in the proper way, the Eldar way. Miren then dismissed the slaves. The eldest waited for a confirming nod from Jason before ushering the others out of the room. With the dinner set to her satisfaction, Miren sat back down at the table and continued to play hostess; serving both Jason and Meliara before taking a small portion for herself.
“I promised to tell something of my life among my people, who, unlike Meliara’s, do not live in trees. We live in cities, Eldar cities. Each city is ruled by a Great House, with the lesser houses bound to it by oath and blood. We maintain a state of military readiness, prepared at all times for war with the Orcs but at peace with the other races.”
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Castor thanked the jeweler and the smith for their services and walked towards his study. Democritus intercepted him.
"Lord Photius has sent word, lord. He conveys his regrets but he is unavoidably detained and hopes to speak with you at dinner tomorrow."
Castor considered the message. Photius was sympathetic to Horatius, but not his man. He had hoped to have the opportunity to convince Photius of the danger Artan posed, and thus get his message into Horatius' camp. A Lord was not detained unless he wished to be, so Photius was playing a game... He dragged himself back to the moment.
"Please ask the messenger to convey my understanding. I look forward to speaking with Photius at his earliest convenience," he said.
Democritus nodded and turned.
"And see what's keeping the marker, Democritus. I'll be in my room."
He walked through the garden and up the steps that led to his room in a haze of thought as he turned the question of Photius round and about in his head. When he reached the room he caught sight of Aaja and Eloriel and smiled, pushing troublesome thoughts aside. He walked over to the table where they had lain the jewelry out. He had asked for an assortment and had specified nothing that would injure, silver chased with gold, and, where appropriate, emeralds. The jeweler had done well.
"Some jewelry to adorn you both," Castor explained. He could see Eloriel eyeing the jewelry while Aaja appeared to consider the implications of this.
"Come here, Aaja," Castor said.
She approached him cheerfully and pulled a piece of jewelry from the table; a silver wire nipple shield. Pinching the piece of jewelry he rolled one of her nipples slowly between a finger and thumb and then placed the shield over it. When he stopped pinching it, the jewelry snugged itself to Aaja's nipple, holding itself against her breast. The floral pattern, chased with emerald chips, looked wonderful against her skin. He smiled appreciatively at the open pattern which accentuated, rather than hid, her nipple and repeated the process to attach it's mate. He pulled a delicate silver chain from the array and fastened it about Aaja's waist. It hung a little loose, snugging down onto her hips and draping across her lower belly. He let the few inches of surplus chain hang down her back, almost to the cleft of her ass.
He stepped back and considered the effect. Strangely, the jewelry emphasized her nudity. After a moment of thought, he ordered Aaja to sit on a chair and lift her feet. He selected an anklet studded with silver bells that cascaded down the top of her foot to a toe-loop and put one on each of her feet. He ordered her to stand and turn about so that he could see her.
As she turned he felt himself hardening and he sat down.
"Adorn Eloriel, Aaja," he commanded.
"Lord Photius has sent word, lord. He conveys his regrets but he is unavoidably detained and hopes to speak with you at dinner tomorrow."
Castor considered the message. Photius was sympathetic to Horatius, but not his man. He had hoped to have the opportunity to convince Photius of the danger Artan posed, and thus get his message into Horatius' camp. A Lord was not detained unless he wished to be, so Photius was playing a game... He dragged himself back to the moment.
"Please ask the messenger to convey my understanding. I look forward to speaking with Photius at his earliest convenience," he said.
Democritus nodded and turned.
"And see what's keeping the marker, Democritus. I'll be in my room."
He walked through the garden and up the steps that led to his room in a haze of thought as he turned the question of Photius round and about in his head. When he reached the room he caught sight of Aaja and Eloriel and smiled, pushing troublesome thoughts aside. He walked over to the table where they had lain the jewelry out. He had asked for an assortment and had specified nothing that would injure, silver chased with gold, and, where appropriate, emeralds. The jeweler had done well.
"Some jewelry to adorn you both," Castor explained. He could see Eloriel eyeing the jewelry while Aaja appeared to consider the implications of this.
"Come here, Aaja," Castor said.
She approached him cheerfully and pulled a piece of jewelry from the table; a silver wire nipple shield. Pinching the piece of jewelry he rolled one of her nipples slowly between a finger and thumb and then placed the shield over it. When he stopped pinching it, the jewelry snugged itself to Aaja's nipple, holding itself against her breast. The floral pattern, chased with emerald chips, looked wonderful against her skin. He smiled appreciatively at the open pattern which accentuated, rather than hid, her nipple and repeated the process to attach it's mate. He pulled a delicate silver chain from the array and fastened it about Aaja's waist. It hung a little loose, snugging down onto her hips and draping across her lower belly. He let the few inches of surplus chain hang down her back, almost to the cleft of her ass.
He stepped back and considered the effect. Strangely, the jewelry emphasized her nudity. After a moment of thought, he ordered Aaja to sit on a chair and lift her feet. He selected an anklet studded with silver bells that cascaded down the top of her foot to a toe-loop and put one on each of her feet. He ordered her to stand and turn about so that he could see her.
As she turned he felt himself hardening and he sat down.
"Adorn Eloriel, Aaja," he commanded.
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tess was roughly washed and groomed by one of the men who has used her many times on the travel to town. she kept her eyes on the ground the entire time, never once looking at the man. as soon as she was finished being groomed, she was brought out to a man who wanted to purchase her. he looked at her, touching her all the while tess kept her eyes down. he handed the man a few pieces of gold, and took tess by the arm.
Tess walked with her new master as he went on his way.
Tess walked with her new master as he went on his way.
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Marcus moaned again his legs suddenly stiffening as she started stroking his cock. His hips started to move against her hand while he looked down at her. The unique feeling of her tongue against his nearly drove him over the edge already but he forced himself to keep control.
His hands clenched tghtly into fists as she took his cock into her warm mouth and he willed himself to hold still. Part of it was simply not wanting her to bite down but the rest was simply not wanting to frighten her but he couldn't keep his body from trembling. Even biting down on his tongue couldn't stop him from gasping as she took his full length. "Trianna!" He shouted his hips pushing against her face.
His hands clenched tghtly into fists as she took his cock into her warm mouth and he willed himself to hold still. Part of it was simply not wanting her to bite down but the rest was simply not wanting to frighten her but he couldn't keep his body from trembling. Even biting down on his tongue couldn't stop him from gasping as she took his full length. "Trianna!" He shouted his hips pushing against her face.
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Trianna
"Trianna!"
His voice was full of lust and pleasure as his hips rushed up towards her mouth. Trianna was more than a little surprised as she felt his shaft thrust even deeper into her throat but she maintained her control, sucking and fondling with increased vigour as Marcus' body writhed beneath her mouth. She could feel her own arousal building steadily, hoping deep within herself that once she had pleasured him he would still feel capable of taking her. Of course, only if he wished to.
She wondered at the change she seemed to have undertaken. It was more than just the change of her name. It was as if she did truly exist now simply to pleasure Marcus, to do as he bidded, whatever the command she would follow it. A sense of loyalty and devotion she never expected to feel for a Human.
Sucking him even deeper and moving her hands to massage and stroke the balls of warm flesh at the base of his sex once more she drove him closer to his climax.
"Trianna!"
His voice was full of lust and pleasure as his hips rushed up towards her mouth. Trianna was more than a little surprised as she felt his shaft thrust even deeper into her throat but she maintained her control, sucking and fondling with increased vigour as Marcus' body writhed beneath her mouth. She could feel her own arousal building steadily, hoping deep within herself that once she had pleasured him he would still feel capable of taking her. Of course, only if he wished to.
She wondered at the change she seemed to have undertaken. It was more than just the change of her name. It was as if she did truly exist now simply to pleasure Marcus, to do as he bidded, whatever the command she would follow it. A sense of loyalty and devotion she never expected to feel for a Human.
Sucking him even deeper and moving her hands to massage and stroke the balls of warm flesh at the base of his sex once more she drove him closer to his climax.
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"Adorn Eloriel, Aaja," he commanded.
Aaja smiled and nodded, "Yes, Lord Castor." she answered, happy to do this. She chose nipple shields that were exactly the same as her own for Eloriel, and watched her mate's face with pride as she hardened Eloriel's nipples with kisses and gentle suckling and attached the jewelery to them. She then chose a silver and gold arm band that looked like a flowering vine and slipped that onto Eloriel's right bicep. She chose a silver filligreed anklet with an emerald moon and a star with a tinkling bell attached to it and placed that on Eloriel's left ankle. On the toe of that same foot, she put a matching silver toe ring with a sparkling emerald moon to accentuate her undamaged and pretty feet.
She took a step back and took stock in Eloriel's new appearance. Aaja looked at her companion and smiled, enjoying the effect of her work. There were two sets of delicate jewelled hair combs and Aaja didn't bother with those assuming those were more appropriate for them to use when they were to be adorned for a special occasion, to decorate their platinum hair with.
Aaja felt all of this finery was unnecessary and frivolous, making her all the more aware of her nudity feeling the jewelery moving against her bare skin. People would definately be noticing them walk into a room now with more than the usual passing interest, but she had to admit it was fun to have a little extra sparkle added to their movements and Eloriel looked absolutely stunning with the dark emeralds setting off her white skin, Aaja was certain she also looked just as beautiful. Aaja turned to Castor and bowed, "What may Aaja do for you now, my Lord?" she asked.
Aaja smiled and nodded, "Yes, Lord Castor." she answered, happy to do this. She chose nipple shields that were exactly the same as her own for Eloriel, and watched her mate's face with pride as she hardened Eloriel's nipples with kisses and gentle suckling and attached the jewelery to them. She then chose a silver and gold arm band that looked like a flowering vine and slipped that onto Eloriel's right bicep. She chose a silver filligreed anklet with an emerald moon and a star with a tinkling bell attached to it and placed that on Eloriel's left ankle. On the toe of that same foot, she put a matching silver toe ring with a sparkling emerald moon to accentuate her undamaged and pretty feet.
She took a step back and took stock in Eloriel's new appearance. Aaja looked at her companion and smiled, enjoying the effect of her work. There were two sets of delicate jewelled hair combs and Aaja didn't bother with those assuming those were more appropriate for them to use when they were to be adorned for a special occasion, to decorate their platinum hair with.
Aaja felt all of this finery was unnecessary and frivolous, making her all the more aware of her nudity feeling the jewelery moving against her bare skin. People would definately be noticing them walk into a room now with more than the usual passing interest, but she had to admit it was fun to have a little extra sparkle added to their movements and Eloriel looked absolutely stunning with the dark emeralds setting off her white skin, Aaja was certain she also looked just as beautiful. Aaja turned to Castor and bowed, "What may Aaja do for you now, my Lord?" she asked.
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Jason, Miren & Meliara
Jason managed to keep a smile off his face as Miren took charge when the serving slaves entered and arranged the table the way she wanted it laid he had to smile when she dismissed the slaves but it quickly turned to a frown when the senior slave looked to him for confirmation before leaving. He was sure that the slave had seen his face change before he nodded and knew that in future she’d take orders from Miren while in his quarters.
He let Miren continue to play hostess which in reality she was going to be if he had his way before the ransom offer arrived, as she served both himself and Meliara before serving herself after seeing to the food Miren started to tell him something about her people and how they lived in cities not in the trees as Meliara’s people did. Explaining the hierarchy of the city which was ruled by a great house with lesser houses bound to it all always in a state of readiness for war with the Orcs.
Jason had heard of Orcs but had never seen one and knew he’d have to ask her about them at some time. The thing that intrigued him most was the fact that the lesser houses were vassals to the great house in every city even if it was sworn by oath and blood it boiled down to the same thing they were effectively slaves to the great house.
“If the lesser houses are bound to the great house in each city doesn’t that make them vassals of the great house?” he asked Miren wondering how she’d answer that and knowing that she’d claim they did it willingly so it was alright. “What happens if a lesser house doesn’t want to be bound to the great house?” he asked another question and waited for answers.
Jason managed to keep a smile off his face as Miren took charge when the serving slaves entered and arranged the table the way she wanted it laid he had to smile when she dismissed the slaves but it quickly turned to a frown when the senior slave looked to him for confirmation before leaving. He was sure that the slave had seen his face change before he nodded and knew that in future she’d take orders from Miren while in his quarters.
He let Miren continue to play hostess which in reality she was going to be if he had his way before the ransom offer arrived, as she served both himself and Meliara before serving herself after seeing to the food Miren started to tell him something about her people and how they lived in cities not in the trees as Meliara’s people did. Explaining the hierarchy of the city which was ruled by a great house with lesser houses bound to it all always in a state of readiness for war with the Orcs.
Jason had heard of Orcs but had never seen one and knew he’d have to ask her about them at some time. The thing that intrigued him most was the fact that the lesser houses were vassals to the great house in every city even if it was sworn by oath and blood it boiled down to the same thing they were effectively slaves to the great house.
“If the lesser houses are bound to the great house in each city doesn’t that make them vassals of the great house?” he asked Miren wondering how she’d answer that and knowing that she’d claim they did it willingly so it was alright. “What happens if a lesser house doesn’t want to be bound to the great house?” he asked another question and waited for answers.
Rob and Tess
Rob leads Tess away, they walk for a while until they come to a house.... Rob holds thee door open, looking at tess. As she goes inside, Rob slaps her butt and smirks, coming in behind her and closing the door, locking it. He smirks, quickly taking her into his bedroom..
Rob leads Tess away, they walk for a while until they come to a house.... Rob holds thee door open, looking at tess. As she goes inside, Rob slaps her butt and smirks, coming in behind her and closing the door, locking it. He smirks, quickly taking her into his bedroom..
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"I can think of any number of things you can do for me, pretty Aaja," Castor responded. He gestured and she approached him, a lascivious grin on her face. He pulled her down by the collar, between his legs, and stroked her cheek.
"I am exceedingly full of lust, Aaja. You can satisfy my desires," he declared. He caught sight of Eloriel's face, half wondering and half... disappointed? It made him chuckle. "And you too, Eloriel. Come kneel before me and apply yourself to my pleasure."
"I am exceedingly full of lust, Aaja. You can satisfy my desires," he declared. He caught sight of Eloriel's face, half wondering and half... disappointed? It made him chuckle. "And you too, Eloriel. Come kneel before me and apply yourself to my pleasure."
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Miren
“If the lesser houses are bound to the great house in each city doesn’t that make them vassals of the great house?” “What happens if a lesser house doesn’t want to be bound to the great house?” he asked.
Miren chews a bit of fruit as she listens to Jason's questions. With a cant to her head, she puts down her dinner utensils and fold her hands before explaining. “Yes, it is a vassalage-based system of government but if a House does not wish to serve the Great House, it does not have to. Therefore, it falls to the Great House to keep the Lesser Houses happy, as any House is free to leave the city, move to an established city, or found a new city. Most of our cities began with Houses dissolving bonds. However, as it is difficult to build a city from the ground up, it is generally easier to usurp the Great House and take its place. That is rare, since violence is usually for personal reasons, and this is a political system, not a personal one."
Miren unfolds her hands as she adds, "A Great House that treads on the freedom of other Houses does not remain Great for very long.”
Reaching for a carafe, Miren turns to the little elf and asks in her pleasent voice, "Meliara, would like some nectar? I find it goes quite nicely with human food."
“If the lesser houses are bound to the great house in each city doesn’t that make them vassals of the great house?” “What happens if a lesser house doesn’t want to be bound to the great house?” he asked.
Miren chews a bit of fruit as she listens to Jason's questions. With a cant to her head, she puts down her dinner utensils and fold her hands before explaining. “Yes, it is a vassalage-based system of government but if a House does not wish to serve the Great House, it does not have to. Therefore, it falls to the Great House to keep the Lesser Houses happy, as any House is free to leave the city, move to an established city, or found a new city. Most of our cities began with Houses dissolving bonds. However, as it is difficult to build a city from the ground up, it is generally easier to usurp the Great House and take its place. That is rare, since violence is usually for personal reasons, and this is a political system, not a personal one."
Miren unfolds her hands as she adds, "A Great House that treads on the freedom of other Houses does not remain Great for very long.”
Reaching for a carafe, Miren turns to the little elf and asks in her pleasent voice, "Meliara, would like some nectar? I find it goes quite nicely with human food."
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