Your Prisoner...(Open to 1 female, please pm)

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Your Prisoner...(Closed to myself and Aliyahlovinsex)

Jagren ran through the forest, his heart racing wildly. He couldn't allow them to capture him; the gods alone knew what they did with any men they caught. The stories told around the campfires were bad enough. An ambush had separated him from the men under his commmand, and it was only a few miles back that his horse had broken his leg. He'd had to leave the beast behind, as he'd heard the accursed women, still on his trail. The sword at his hip could defend him from one, maybe two or three of them, but he had no idea how many were chasing him. So he ran...

OOC: What I am looking for here is for a female to play the leader of the warband who captures Jagren. My character belongs to a large barbarian tribe that has begun to make forays into the woods nearby, which are known to be the home of a matriarchal people who protect the woods furiously. The leader, since she was the one responsible for his capture, would have any rights with him she wished according to the laws of their people. I am personally open to almost anything that doesn't include necro, scat, male on male, or mutilation. Please pm me if interested.

Character Name: Jagren Bloodtalon
Age: 21
Description: A tall, nimble man with wiry muscles covering his lean frame. Jagren has long, black hair that falls down to the middle of his back, and clear blue eyes. He keeps his face clean shaven, and has a few scars from previous raids into the forest, most notably a long, thin one down the inside of one thigh. Typically, he wears earthy colors to help him blend with his surroundings, since he led a band of scouts.

 

[Aliyahlovinsex]

OOC:

Name: Calypso AKA Artemis
Age:20
Description: Tall and dark-skinned, her mother had been the leader of the tribe before getting herself killed. Despite Calypso's young age, she is a strong warrior, kind-hearted yet cold when need be. She wears light clothing, tight to her skin, allowing her to move freely.


IC:

"Find him," Calypso yelled with fury. Her warriors had done a great job of separating the leader from his band, but still he was on the run, when he should have been captured straight away.

They passed his obviously disabled horse and knew that he must now be on foot; it seemed they would close in on him in no time. Urging her horse into a faster gallop she sped through the forest keeping her eyes open for any sign of the young tribal leader.

 

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Hearing the women moving to try to surround him in the woods, he cursed them all, knowing he would not escape. Growling low in his throat, he turned around and drew the sword at his side. If he couldn't escape, he would take as many of them down as he could before they took him. "Damned banshees! Come get me if you dare, devil-cunts!" he yelled out, eyes darting around wildly, trying to catch sight of them.

Jagren dropped down into a low, defensive stance, the point of his blade pointed at the ground slightly. He would be no easy meat; even if the gods had abandoned him, as they seemed to, he would not let go of his honor so easily.

 

[Aliyahlovinsex]

Calypso heard his yell split the air. How dare he insult them like that when he knew absolutely nothing of them. She signaled to her troop to stop for she had spotted him. He stood in a small clearing with his sword drawn. She knew if some of her troop got close to him that he would be able to take them out at such close range, after all he must have been the leader of the band of men for some reason. The last thing she wanted was to lose any more of her warriors.

Drawing her bow and arrow, she aimed at her target and let loose, revealing the reason she was called Artemis. The greek goddess had been the goddess of the hunt and a great archer; Calypso was as well. Her arrow, which had previously been dipped in a sleeping potion, flew directly to its mark, which was his upper arm, and she knew it would not be long before he would feel its effects.

She did not often use these arrows for it spoiled the joys of the hunt, but for tonight she wanted no more death. And once he had been captured, she would make sure he enjoyed his stay. She eyed him as he stood there; he had already pulled the arrow out of his arm. She relished the thought of him for it had been a long time since she had enjoyed the booty of a hunt.

 

[eros077]

He was beginning to wonder why he could not see or hear any of them. Then he heard the whir of the arrow as it flew through the air, taking him in the arm. There was pain, of course, but not as much as there should have been, it seemed. It didn't dawn on him until he began to feel sluggish why the pain was lessened, and he pulled to get the arrow out of his flesh. It was too late, however.

Feeling the toxin taking his senses, he tried to lift the sword to stab it into his own belly. If he could manage, he would refuse to let them take him alive. Before he coule stab the blade into his gut, though, he dropped it on the ground, silently cursing the women as he fell to the side, landing on the ground unconsciously.

 

[Aliyahlovinsex]

She noted that he had wanted to kill himself. Did he really think they were that bad?

She signaled to her women to move cautiously towards him; she didn't think he was pretending, but just in case, she didn't want anyone getting hurt. She had lost far too many warriors to these foolish men who constantly harrassed her people, trying to defeat them.

The first of her group reached the young man and kicked him around a bit, assuring that he was indeed asleep. Satisfied that he was out, she climbed off her horse and walked closer to him. He was even more handsome then she had first thought, the light scars that touched him here and there only enhancing his strong body. "Help me put him on my horse," she said to two of the nearby warriors and they acquiesed helping her to lift him. Finally she remounted her horse behind him and allowed his head to rest on her chest. Reaching around him she tied his hands tightly together with a peice of rope taken from her pouch.

"Victory is ours, my sisters," she shouted into the forest air and they all let out a cheer. "Let us return to our homes." She urged her horse into a gallop and made her way home, the rest of her band following close behind her.

Finally they arrived to the cheers of their people. Calypso dismounted her horse signaling to two of the males to bring the tribal leader into the prison hut. There she tied his hands to a iron loop on the wall and his feet to an iron stake in the floor. Satisfied that he could not escape she rejoined her people outside and smiled.

"We have triumphed this day," she yelled. "Let us celebrate!" The people whooped and cheered and they began to make preparations for a feast. Calypso herself retired to her hut, the day had been long and she wanted to rest. She awaited the time when her prisoner would awake and she could question him.

 

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The next thing that Jagren realized, he was bound rather uncomfortably, his wrists drawn over his head and his ankles together on the ground. Letting out a groan, he had to try several time to open his eyes, fighting off the lingering effects of the toxin. His breaths were slow and deliberate, and the sound of the celebration outside the hut he was in hurt his head. As he flexed his arms, trying to pull free of the bonds, he could feel the pain in his arm more clearly, making him growl wordlessly and shake his head.

"Dishonorable banshees," he growled low, and spat with the words, trying to get the foul taste the venom had left in his mouth out. "Shot me like an animal, and used poison as well," he groaned again, between the discomfort of his position and the pain in his arm from the wound.

 

[Aliyahlovinsex]

Calypso awoke not long after she had fell asleep to the sounds and smells of the celebration outside. She pulled on a cloak;it was near dark and the night was chilly. Then she stepped outside, and was greeted by her tribe, her family as she thought of them. A wooden cupful of ale was pushed into her hands and she lifted it to them, silently toasting. Her thoughts returned to her prisoner, who was no doubt awake by now and she hesitated in the medicine doctor's tent grabbing a flask of water and some rags.

As she made her way to the prisoner's tent she was congratulated by several members of her tribe who were all celebrating and getting drunk. Finally she arrived at the hut and pushed open the door. There he lay in the darkness and she lit the torches that hung just inside the door to illuminate him. He growled at her like an animal, obviously furious at his present situation. She laughed at him, which only made him angrier.

Silently she walked over to him and knelt next to him;he struggled against his bonds while looking at her with hate in his eyes. He pulled back when she tried to touch him, and she hit him in the face angrily. "Do you want to get an infection?" she asked him, not sure if he would even hear her in his present state. But he allowed her to wash his wound and she wrapped it tightly with a clean rag.

"What is your name?" she said softly, briefly letting her hand linger on his arm.

 

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Jagren winced as she tied the cloth around his wound, but made no further sound until she had tied it in place. Feeling her finger on his arm, he clenched his fists, realizing that pulling away from her would do no good. Now that he could see her more clearly, he realized she was quite lovely, but that didn't change the manner in which he had been brought down. "Why should it matter to you? You brought me down the same way you would an animal, you've treated me no better than one. Why should I have a name?" he growled back at her angrily, eyes shining with defiance in the dim light of the torches. He could do little else but speak at the moment, of course, but he would not simply roll over and hope they had mercy on him.

 

[Aliyahlovinsex]

She looked at him with suprise when he said that they had not treated him any better than an animal. "I would not bind the wounds of an animal, nor would I bring a captured animal something to eat, so unless you wish to starve to death, you will tell me your name."

He still looked at her defiantly and she knew that calming him would not be an easy task. She moved to where his hands were bound to the wall. Holding tightly to them she untied the rope that was tied to the iron loop and lowered his arms to his lap. Then she checked to make sure his feet were still tightly bound and satisfied that they were she sat cross-legged in front of him, taking in every inch of his body.

"You will not be harmed as long as you do what we ask," she told him. "If you decide to rebel, then I will let the villagers have their fun with you. And trust me," she said, attempting to look him in the eye. "You do not want that."

 

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"The dishonor you have brought me already is worse than death. At least we give your people clean deaths by the blade," he responded as she lowered his hands to his lap. It was a more comfortable position at least, though he half-wished for the discomfort he had before; it had made fighting the effects of the toxin much easier.

Shaking his head, as if to try to clear it, he exhaled deeply. Somehow, he had to find a way out of the bonds, even if it was only to claim his own life at that point. At least some of his honor would be restored. "If you must know, my people called me Jagren," he said, glaring at the floor. Having been captured, especially in the manner he was, he knew he was no longer worthy of that name.

 

[Aliyahlovinsex]

She did not understand these barbarians. Had she been captured she would surely tried to find a method of escape, not sit there and wish for death.

"Do you truly long to leave this world, Jagren?" she asked softly. "Of course, that can be arranged, but first I would like for you to learn a little about my people. We are not demonesses as you think. We are simply people, trying to protect what has been ours for centuries."

Calypso rose from the ground and turned to him. "I am Calypso," she said. "Or Artemis as my people call me." Opening the door to leave, she hesitated. "I would tell you not to go anywhere, but judging your present state you cannot anyways." She closed the door and smiled to herself. How defiant he was and she liked that about men. He would not be broken easily, but she vowed to do her best in trying.

The throng of people in the village were dancing now, chanting songs from long ago. She made her way silently to the fire and took off a huge chunk of meat, wrapping it in a cloth. She then poured some wine and returned to her prisoner, who had no doubt tried to break free in her abscense.

"Here is some food," she said, delivering the meat to his lap and forcing the cup in between his legs. "There will be guards outside your tent, just in case you decide to try something." She paused letting her eyes rove up and down his body again. "Tomorrow is a new day, and I will return to you then, so get some sleep." She did not wait for him to answer, she simply withdrew from the hut, and joined the partyers outside.

Many hours later she made her way to her own hut and collapsed on the bed, sleep overcoming her quickly.

 

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"My honor is gone, and I have been taken from my tribe. What reason do I have for living now?" he asked her angrily, eyes blazing with hatred for her. His well-muscled chest heaving with his breaths, he kept his gaze on her as she gave her name, up until she walked out the door. Once she was gone, he did try to break his bonds, grunting with the effort of pulling against them, until the pain in his arm made him stop.

When she returned to bring him food and wine, he did not touch it. As she left, he called out, "No need to worry. Your beast cannot break his bonds, so your guards should have an easy night." He did his best to push the food and wine both away from him, wanting nothing from her, or her people.

 

[Aliyahlovinsex]

Dawn broke on the small village and as usual Calypso was one of the first out of her bed. The morning was unusually warm and she decided to bathe in a river that ran close to the village.

Haltingly she remembered her prisoner and went to check up on him. The guards at the hut's door nodded to her as she opened the door and entered. It appeared that he was sleeping and she smiled. He was probably still feeling the effects of the sleeping potion for she doubted he would have slept this deeply otherwise.

She stepped closer and bent over him, reaching a hand out towards his face. "Wake up, my little beast," she said pulling on his ear a little. "It is time for you to feel the effects of your attack on my forest."

 

[moridin00]

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Jagren slept, but far from soundly, dreams plaguing him almost as soon as his eyes closed. The toxin had helped him sleep despite his empty stomach, though he still did not touch food or drink, plate and cup sitting full on the floor when she came to wake him. The tug on his ear brought a pleasant-sounding moan from him before he realized where he was, and remembered what had happened. His eyes widened suddenly then, fear and anger in them as he jerked away from her hand and looked up at her.

"Your forest can burn, with you in it, for all I care now, demonspawn," he spat the words out, once more trying to pull free of his bonds. It did no good, no matter how hard he pulled. His muscles rippled with the effort, but to no avail. The barbarian was trapped.

 

[Aliyahlovinsex]

Calypso tried not to laugh as he struggled against his bonds. He had spirit, at least she could admire that. "You said for all you care now. Does that mean that you cared about the forest before?" she questioned.

She opened the door to the hut, allowing the two guards outside to come in and they bent to untie him from the ground. She did not want to take any risks for it was obvious that he had not calmed any since last night. The two male guards untied Jagren's feet and stood him up, tightening the ropes around his hands.

She turned to leave the hut and they pushed him roughly forward, out into the warmth of daylight. Her eyes had grown accustomed to the dark of the hut and she blinked against the rays of the sun, letting her lids stay half closed.

The people of the village were mostly awake now and they hailed her as they passed; they stared menacingly at the captive who walked through their midst.

Taking the shortest route to the river, they soon arrived and the guards tied her prisoner's hands to a nearby tree. Her mother's favorite thing to do with a freshly captured prisoner was to bring them here and let them watch her bathe, and Calypso thought she would try it. There were iron stakes in the ground and the guards tied Jagren's feet around them, his legs spread open just a bit.

She nodded to the guards and they departed, leaving an angry Jagren behind. She paid him no mind and began to undress, letting her long dark hair spill down unto her back as she pulled it free of it's leather thong. She could feel his eyes as he watched and was waiting for him to say something crude as she knew he probably would.

 

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"What I cared about before or not doesn't matter. The man I was before is dead, and his body should have joined him," he growled back at her. When the men untied his feet, he tried to pull away from them to get away, but lack of real rest combined with hunger and wounds had weakened him far too much to get free of two warriors. Jagren had little choice but to go where he was pushed.

Walking through the village, he glared angrily at those who looked at him with such derision. "What, does none of you have the courage to finish me?" he yelled at them, "Or is it the honor you lack? You've captured me as a beast, can you not slaughter me as one as well?" He thought perhaps he'd be able to taunt someone into ending his life before their torture could begin. Once he had been taken out of the village, he realized it was to no avail.

When he was tied to the iron stakes, he glared at the two guards until they were out of view. His attention then turned to her, and saw that she was undressing. Her beauty was undeniable, but the anger inside him refused to be lessened by it, "What, you can't even torture me in front of your villagers, demonbitch? Are you really such a coward?" As she undressed further, he let out a deep breath, feeling his shaft hardening in his breeches despite his wishes.

 

[Aliyahlovinsex]

She let out a small laugh as he screamed at her; as usual his accusations way off base. "Who said I was going to torture you?" she asked. She was completely naked now and the soft breeze felt good against her hardening nipple. Turning to him she saw that her nudity was at least having a little effect on him. She walked closer to him and bent down her breasts dangling in his face, before she lowered herself even further to run a light hand over his groin. Sure enough it was hardened and from what she could feel, it was decent sized as well. "This is not torture," she informed him. "If you do not like this, we can return to the village square and I can humiliate you there. It's your choice." Despite her harsh words, she smiled at him, letting her hand lightly caress the front of his breeches where his shaft stood begging for attention.

 

[eros077]

Strain against the ropes as he might, Jagren could not pull away from her when she approached him. As she got closer, his heart began to race, his fear, loathing, and arousal making his head swim. When her hand ran over his groin, she could tell both that he was swollen, and that he was still growing. The plains barbarians were often much more well-endowed than the men of her village were, and it seemed that her captive fit the bill as well. Swallowing hard, he could not find the words to deny that he was enjoying her touch, though he did continue to lash out, "No one needs to say it; why else would you keep me alive? You've already humiliated me, treating me as an animal, or even less." The hotheaded barbarian wished his body would stop responding to her, but it would not heed his thoughts at all.

 

[Aliyahlovinsex]

She stepped away from him without responding to his comments. She could have him whipped for his comments, or even killed, but she didn't want this barbaric man to hate her so much. Although her body craved his, his cruel words kept her mind from being allied with her body, making sexual arousal hard. But he was aroused, that was for sure. His shaft was long and hard, even while he was spewing vemon. There was no doubt in her mind that he found her desireable.

Silently she stepped into the river and began to bathe, ignoring his hateful eyes on her back. Part of her wanted to kill him and put him out of his obvious misery and the other part wanted to press herself over his hardness again and again till they both cried out from the pleasure of it.

 

[eros077]

As she stepped away from him, he gave a groan of frustration would thinking, left with no way to ease his obvious arousal. His breathing remanined heavier as he watched her, the hate and lust swirling in his mind reflected in his eyes. Then something dawned on him, and he laughed bitterly, "So this is how you will torture me, is it? I noticed you never denied that you would. Do you truly think my people as stupid as that?" Shifting against his bonds with frustration, he tried not to watch her as she bathed, but it did no good; he found his eyes always drawn back to her nude form. Soon, he was keenly aware of ths throbbing in his shaft, and he found himself wondering just how long she planned on keeping him alive.

 

[Aliyahlovinsex]

He acted as if he knew her people so well and yet he knew nothing. Her tribe protected the forest and the place they called home;it had been their way of life for thousands of years. Who did these strangers think they were to come in and try to steal a piece of it?

"Think before you speak, barbarian," she said sharply as she stepped out of the river. "Your tongue runs like the wind, but your words are that of a child. You have been told stories, I am sure, and perhaps that is why you have not kept silent. I have been nothing but kind to you, and you would do well to hold your tongue." She had walked over to him and was now settling her still nude body on his lap. She smiled as a thought occured to her. "At least hold your tongue for now. I may have use for it later." She turned darkly seductive eyes on his and saw the desire that lay behind them.

If he spoke she barely heard it; her mind was now overwhelmed with thoughts of lust and her fingers started to lift away his shirt, revealing the hard body beneath.

 

[eros077]

As she approached him again, speaking down to him as if he were a child this time, he simply glared at her, though lust could be seen in his gaze just as easily as his anger. When she sat in his lap, he couldn't help but groan at the direct contact, only the leather of his breeches between his cock and her naked body. Then she began to strip his shirt off, and he squirmed helplessly as he tried to get away. "Kind?" he challenged her words, though his voice was breathy, betraying his arousal as much as his body did, "You call shooting me with a poisoned arrow kind? Is it any wonder that I expect torture, if you consider that kindness?"

 

[Aliyahlovinsex]

"I did what I had to," she replied in answer to his question. "I did not want to risk you killing any of my people. We have already lost too many to the barbarian horde and for what reason?"

She pulled his shirt up his arms and though he was still resisting, it was obvious that he wanted her. Realizing that she would have to untie his arms to get his shirt off completely, she hesitated and looked into his eyes.

"I will untie your hands if you promise not to resist me."