Fisherman's Wharf

[Roland Gilliad]

*he stayed silent, then he felt somthing, a twinge of sorts, his eyes darted* Did you...just feel somthing..*his eyes shot* LOOK OUT! *he Dives, pushing her out of the chair as a crossbow bolt whizzed by, embedding itself in the wall, he struggled to give chase but he was gone* BLAST! *he kneels down, picking her up* sorry about that...im afraid some people have taken a disliking to me...*he sighs* Prehaps you should avoid my company...I do not wish to see you hurt..*he growls, removing the crossbow bolt and whispering in a hiss under his breath* Morpheus....

(Yeah buuuuuuut....*LMAO* Sorry..)

 

[Moneytalks]

TRINITY...

Was still trying to catch her breath. She hadn't even had time to scream Roland's movements had been so fast. She started to tremble in fear as she noted the arrow that could have so easily hit her. She was way out of her depth here... but the thought of being on her own scared her more than being in his company right now.

"Please M'Lord... I'm afraid I must ask your help... " she looked around as if afraid someone would overhear her.

"I come from a place of worship. We are called the Lady's of Trinidad. Lately... there have been attempts made on our Priestess' life." Her eyes were deeply troubled as she recalled the last almost successful attempt. Even now the Priestess lay in mortal danger.

I afear... that we are not the only one's in danger. We have heard news of similiar occurances with other worshipers. There is great evil behind this... I believe someone is trying to cleanse the land of all forms of worship... that do not coincide with... " Here she stops... she is too afraid to even mention the name of that cult which was sweeping the land. Turning those that would be turned and viciously torturing those that wouldn't.

 

[Roland Gilliad]

*He nods gravely* I see...we need to get you to safety, I do not belive this place will be safe for the night, *he looks up at the room, tossing a bag of gold on the bar he yells to the keep* As soon as One of them Exits, Give them that, and tell them To hurry as quickly as possible to the manor on the hill, if they refuse, tell them it will be made WELL Worth their while..*he leads her swiftly out the door, leading her down the backstreets* Can you Use any sort of weapon or Magik M'lady???

 

[Ravenloft]

Cervantes:

Cervantes was lifting her up and slamming her down against his cock. Even in this position, where she should have felt the more power over their coupling he was robbing her of it with the sheer strength of his body. Controling her speed and depth of penetration. The only thing she could do was hold him tightly inside her, perhaps make herself so tight that he could not gain entrance? No, that would cause her more pain is all, as it was obvious now that he had beded her for only two reasons. To sate his lusts, which he had been open about, and to infect her with the yeast of the ale she had poured on him. What would he care if he caused her pain? He had so much as admited intent to cause her the discomfort of a yeast infection... Her hands on his chest kept her seated upright on him as he gritted his teeth with the effort of controling her hips. Never before had Vixen let herself be controled like this. She lost sence of time as he seemed to last forever. Eventually she had no more strenght and collapsed against him but still he forced her on with his potent, grasping hands. Everything was a haze by the time she felt him cum again, he was grunting and clenching her to him as he did. Stamina such as this was not of the mortal realm was all she could think before she simply fell asleep from exhaustion. Cervantes was not far behind her to enter the veil of slumber.

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen...

... just before she fell into an exhausted slumber she wondered why she found this man so attractive. Why let him use her and abuse her as he did? Why? She couldn't answer that question. For someone as in control and tough as she always was perhaps it took a complete bastard to make her tumble.

Tumble she had her whole body throbbing with pain and ebbing desire as she lay unconcious across the bed. The man who had so readily used her half lying across her satiated body.

 

[Moneytalks]

TRINITY... looked at Roland in surprise... "weapons? magick? Oh M'Lord... I don't know what help I could be!" She whimpers in fear biting down on her own lip at the futility of it all.

 

[Roland Gilliad]

*He leads her as swiftly as she will allow* You have been enough help as to warn me of who is behind all of this..right now, we need to make sure you are safe, Vixen shall be fine until she rises, We shall find you a room at the manor Tonight, It's Quite secure..*he leads her through what seems like a thousand hidden paths till he pushes open a stone wall, leading her within, Darting through the dark passageways, they at last come to a Giant Library, Seemingly 2 storys high, he smiles* Here...We've made it..*he sighs, and nods smiling* Now....do you require absolutely anything before we seek my father? *he says, catching his breath*

 

[RoseThorn]

Rose

Rose smiled as the sounds finally ceased next door. She stood softly, moving into the hallway. She locked her own door, quietly moving forward to try the one beside it.

It clicked open easily. She grinned. Pushing it open softly she smirked at the entangled lovers, pushing the door shut and locking it securly. Wouldn't want to be interupted...

Their clothes were stewn about, should be easy pickings....She moved steathly across the floor.

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen...

despite the past hours of sheer unadulterated lust and her current exhausted state. Nothing could completely rob Vixen of her natural instincts. She felt herself reacting to a presence in the room. A presence that shouldn't rightly be there. She had to admire the person's skill. She hadn't even heard the door it was only instict that told her something was amiss.

She realised suddenly that she was in no state to do anything. Cervantes heavy form lay across her and bar attempting to roll him off her she wasn't going to be able to move herself. She silently cursed to herself. Her body begged to be able to rest but her mind was now fully alert.

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen...

looked up at the large figure laying across her in exasperation. How was she going to move the oaf? She poked him with a free finger...

 

[Moneytalks]

Trinity...

looked up at Roland at his question.

"You seem... troubled M'Lord... I am so sorry to put you out like this... " her large violet eyes were full of sadness...

 

[Ravenloft]

Cervantes:

"Shh." Cervantes breathed in Vixen's ear. He was as wide awake as she. Just playing possum as the thief rooted about their room. His nose twitched. Gold, he thought. He kept no gold... The thief came to the edge of the bed, for his pants. In a flash Cervantes was on his feet and grasped the thief by the shoulders. In one smooth motion he had her pinned beneath him, his fore arm up under her chin, at her throat. He stared into her eyes as she began to struggle. Snuffing his nose he looked over at Vixen. "Would you care to play with this one with me dear Vixen?" He said calmly.

 

[Moneytalks]

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[Edited by Moneytalks on 12-03-2000 at 08:39 PM]

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen...

looked from the woman he had pinned down back to Cervantes again. It intrigued her how easily he could call her dear after what he had done with her. She quickly turned her attention to the woman trapped beneath him and smiled. She really was quite striking.

Vixen leaned over her and smiled softly. The woman looked frightened at being caught... this was probably a first for her. "Hello there little thief..." Vixen purred... "I think perhaps you're going to have to learn the hard way what it means to try and steal from the likes of us... " her eyes sparkled with barely contained amusement...

 

[RoseThorn]

Rose

*Fuck, Fuck, Fuck....* Rose's mental mantra hadn't let up yet. She was always taking chances, but usually such a simple job was well...simple. Now here she was trapped beneath someone who was stronger and faster then she. And he had back up.

"You two don't scare me...." She snapped finally, though she was sure her heart beat was loud enough for them to hear.

"And what makes you two so special?"

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen...

... couldn't help but laugh at the impudence of the girl. Finally she calmed down enough to address the question.

"Why nothing so terribly special about us at all really m'dear... which is why we're so good at what we do."

Vixen quite enjoyed seeing spunk like this in another woman. Especially one so young. She leaned down and ran her tongue across the girl's cheek tasting her. "Mmmm... nice..." she grinned teasingly before looking up at Cervantes again.

"Yes... I think I would like to play with her M'Lord... would you tie her up for me?" She asked batting her lashes at him... "spread eagled would be just lovely... " she smiled suggestively.

 

[Ravenloft]

Cervantes:

"I would think having you helpless and at my complete disposal is what makes me special..." Cervantes said flatly. "Or at least in command of this situation... But to be fair to the lady Vixen here. I give her the option of what to do with you." He added with a smile. He lifted the thiefs arms above her hear, indicating that Vixen pin them down with her legs. He then Moved up off of her but held her legs against his body as he reached behind him for his pants. He tossed them up onto the bed and opened a thick silk bag tied to the belt. His one free arm dissapeared into it up to the elbow, far deeper then the bag should have allowed. He pulled out two long lengths of silk rope. Tossed one to Vixen and held the other. the thief started to kick and thrash the best she could but Vixen's weight on her arms and Cervantes's strength held her captive. Looping the rope in his hands up under her right ankle, Cervantes tied and knotted it up. He nodded to the other side of the bed, indicating that Vixen take the rope and lace it around the bed frame then back to him. She did so and he took the length remaining and forced the thieves legs apart, leaving a wide open gap for Vixen to crawl between. The thief's legs were now secured. Now it was time for her arms.

[Edited by Ravenloft on 12-03-2000 at 09:10 PM]

 

[RoseThorn]

Rose

Rose's eyes widened as Vixen licked her cheek. She knew very well what they were implying. She'd lived on the street and had managed to avoid the brothel only barely while she was growing up. Recently however sex had become something she rather enjoyed but...

Being bound and helpless before these two seemed like a bad idea. She struggled against the brute holding her cursing fluently.

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen...

watched intrigued by the seemingly magickal bag he had... and the items he drew from it's depths. She had a certain lack of respect for things magick... but even she had to admit it was a nifty trick.

She watched as he skillfully tied the girls legs securely. Vixen listened to the colourful language erupting from the girls mouth. "My my my... but aren't we a talented girl... " she grinned with genuine amusement.

"Come girl... no need for all that... why don't you tell me your name... least we should do is be introduced... rest assured not much else will be private between us before long... " She grinned... "my name is Vixen sweet thing... you'll be crooning my name afore long I can almost garantee it...!" She says with a wink.

 

[poohlive]

"Get upstairs, and clean the rooms."
The woman bellowed, throwing a mop and bucket into his arms. Joach ran upstairs, washing and cleaning the rooms.
It didn't seem like that hard of work. Most of the people here just slept on the bed, and then left. He hardly had to do anything in any of the rooms.
That was, of course, until he reached the end of the hall. There was some muffled screaming. He thought he heard soemone call someone else a goat fucker.
"That don't make no sense," he whispered to himself. Joach leaned to the door, putting his ear on it. There was a woman inside.... no two women. He could hear another man as well. Joach leaned in farther, trying to hear what they were saying.
"Come now.... let's try to be.... what's your name?"
That was all he got, damnit. Well, maybe if he just leaned in a bit farther.
He heard the crack, something gave way. Joach tried to keep his balance, but instead fell on the floor inside. The door quickly slammed open, and then shut.
"Another one?" He heard someone say.
Joach tried to look up, but his vision was blurred.
"Oh shit..." he said weakly, trying to get up. Someone stuck their foot on his back, preventing him. Joach knew he was in for it now.

 

[Ravenloft]

Cervantes:

Looking back to Vixen as she secured the rope about the thiefs wrists. Cervantes nodded to her then looked down at the snoop. "Your going to have to take a seat good sir." Cervantes said as he took his foot off his back and moved to block the door. He shot Vixen another look and nodded to the bag on his belt. "Another rope is needed it would seem..."

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen watched Cervantes who had his foot firmly placed in the centre of the boys back holding him down. She didn't looked pleased for the interruption.

"Who the hell is this?" She asked no one in particular. Rose was now securely tied spreadeagled across the bed. Cervantes looked mildly amused by her obvious annoyance at being interrupted. She scowled at his amusement and took it out on the poor sod beneath his foot. With a well aimed jab of her heel she had him moaning in pain clutching his side.

"Roll over you snivelling dog... show me your face!"
He didn't have much choice as he rolled over.
"Who the hell are you... you don't look like any of the regular help around here..."
He gasped in response... "j.. just... ah... started..."
"Well that explains your lack of discretion doesn't it? Listening in weren't you?"
He tried to shake his head no but was quickly rewarded for the lie by another well aimed thump from her foot. He groaned doubling up again.
"Honestly... you can't get good help anymore..." Vixen shook her head sadly. She had picked up a blade and was tossing it elegantly in one hand. She eyed him coldly... the intent in her eyes did not bode well for him... it was odd to think that a naked woman with a dagger could look so deadly.

"I don't know that we really need to waste our time on rope... do you?" She asked arching a brow.

[Edited by Moneytalks on 12-03-2000 at 10:18 PM]

 

[RoseThorn]

Rose

Rose struggled against her bonds, feeling only slightly sorry for the man. They both almost deserved this, her more then him she supposed, but still....

She straing and cursed in frustration. She would have called for help, but given the circumstance who ever came would probably help....

 

[poohlive]

Joach was on the floor, looking up at this goddess. He couldn't help but look. Lovly, and deadly, he saw the blade come close to him. She looked like she was about to use it as well.
He really needed his magic now. His teacher was right, he needed it. He needed a knife.... no a sword. He needed a sword.
Joach puth his hand behind his back, and closed his eyes. He could feel something cold come into his hands. He smiled, now he had the upper hand.
"Let me go!"
He screamed, standing up. He threw the sword at the woman.
Only it wasn't a sword.
"Ribbit."
Joach fell back to the floor. Another frog, how could this happen? He lowered his head, ready for some sort of death blow. It was over, he was at the wrong place, at the wong time, and now he was going to pay.
He just hoped it wasn't painful.

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen...

felt the splat of cold flesh hit her chest... before sliding down to the floor with a "ribbit". She looked down in disbelief at the frog slowly jumping out into the hall... then back at the man at her feet. Still not believing what she had just witnessed she looked up at Cervantes... then back down at the man.

"You... you're a magician?" She asked carefully.
He nodded sorrowfully.
"And... just now... what? You were attempting a weapon of some sort?"
He looked embarrassed.
Her laughter erupted.
"Oh my goodness..." gasping for breath... "that... that was so pathetic!" she continued giggling.
"Maybe we should keep you around after all... you could prove entertaining!" She grinned pointing her dagger at him... "mind though... you'd better be entertaining... it's been a while since I've practised killing a man and I don't want to get rusty now do I?"

She turned her attention to Rose who was struggling futiley against her bonds. "Hmm... now for some serious fun..." she murmered as she crawled up onto the bed. She tossed Cervantes some more rope from the bag and let him hog tie the boy. Vixen knelt between Rose's spread legs and looked like a woman ready to feast. She licked her lips and winked down at Rose which only made her struggle all the more. Vixen grinned at this reaction.

With her dagger... she neatly slit the clothes from the girls body... and such a magnificent body it was. Rose's eyes widened in fear as she opened her mouth the scream again Vixen quickly lowered her mouth to cover hers, effectively smoothering the scream. When she finally lifted her mouth Rose was gasping and Vixen swiftly secured a silk cloth around her head to stop her from screaming again.

Thus silenced Rose could only watch as Vixen trailed the tip of her dagger across her flesh. Rose stopped breathing... afraid of being cut. Vixen used her other hand... her finger tips lightly carressing one breast until Rose's body responded despite herself. The nipple hardening at the sensitive touch. Vixen bent down to kiss the nipple... sucking it in softly... rolling the nipple in her mouth until it was so sensitive it was painful. Meanwhile her fingers wandered down to Roses open cunt... sliding carefully between her sweet lips... probing... Rose gasped... her hips lurching in response.

"Mmmm..." Vixen murmered before lifting her moist fingers to her mouth... she sucked the juices from it delicately smiling even wider...