Serpent's Tooth

[Cherubian]

At first Verialyn was surprised when the back of her host's hand brushed against the soft flesh of her breasts hanging under her, and she quickly looked back at him. The way the corners of his mouth twitched upwards and his eyes glinted was a rather obvious indication that this contact, contrary to the previous one, was no coincidence. But what was she to do? What wanted she to do? The result of her thoughts was to simply ignore him, even knowing where such encouragement could lead to. It was his house, after all, and to some extent they would have to abide by his rules if they wanted to stay. It seemed this time it was up to her to pay the rent. Her breasts were not as sophisticated. Sensible as ever they welcomed even such clumsily concealed groping as a nice change of pace.

And so, during all of dinner she pretended to not notice when his palm or the tips of his fingers felt her up again and again, even going so far as to reach over the table and stay locked around one of her nipples for all to clearly see. Instead she continued with the idle small talk with him, Darren and Phyliss, returning his gaze with a nonchalant smile.

 

[Belinda35]

So, Verialyn was enjoying herself; she did not feel humiliated to be the only nude person at the table and being openly groped by the master of the house. Phyliss wasn't very surprised at that, they were different after all. But Sir Darrens voice, his presence so close, his hand touching the smooth surface of the taffeta, the whole eerie atmosphere of this relocated ruins that turned into a splendid palace in the wilderness, the guards, the wine, the dark room and although the way the host, somehow sexy in his own way, was treating her friends breast, did arouse her as well. She could not help the squirming of her snakes, but she felt her breast responding just from imagination. She slid the shawl deeper down, revealing the full cleavage now, but concealing her now erected nipples, what was more important.
"So tell me, Sir Warren, what are you doing out there, in this rather secret place?"

 

[jack80]

Deklin sat back as he took a sip of his wine. She did not protest in the slightest. Only returning his crooked smile with a calm collected one of her own. His eyes glued to the assets she was bestowed with.

"Tell me Verialyn... how was it your travels brought you here. I cannot think it just that you came here by accident." He was still convinced that she was here to kill him... though she was taking her time. If she did not tell him, he had ways to make her talk. The couch in the day-room... bent over... yes. He would make her scream those who wish him dead.


Darren on the other hand was ready to push his plate away with his free hand and carry Phyliss upstairs with him. His other hand had moved lower to the exposed skin below her dress and was lingering the tips of his fingers on her smooth skin. He noticed her shawl was even lower now, though the important parts were still covered. Also her snakes seem to be squirming quite a bit more. He was sure this was now a sign of excitement.

"Well, I came here for work... Deklin though thought this place was a nicely hidden and far away from his 'enemies.'" Darren responded to her question. The way he formed the word enemies, showed what he thought of it. He didn't think Deklin had any enemies... at least ones that would try and kill him.

"Yes, it is a nice place. When I found it a few years ago, I spent a great sum of money in restoring it. It is not on any easy traveled road." His eyes finally coming to rest on Phyliss. "Easy to spot unwelcome guests."

"I am not so sure about that. I find our guests very welcome." Darren said as he worked his hand under her dress, grabbing her thigh with his hand, gently yet firmly squeezing it.

"I'm sure you have seen much then in your travels. I would love to compare tales with you if you would allow me." Darren said as he gave Phyliss a cool sly smile.

 

[Belinda35]

Uh-oh. Sir Darren lost no time. After just sliding his hand over her tight, he had pushed his hand down to her ankles until he got it under her dress, pushing it even up as he worked his way up her leg, over the stockings to the bare skin of her tigh between the stockings and her panties. Although she had her legs fully under the table, she could not imagine that nobody noticed what was going on there. But Deklin was so busy with Verialyns upper body that he hadly noticed anything else, and the servants and guards would not dare to indicate if they saw anything. Phyliss had to bite on her lower lip as she felt his hand gliding up under her dress, just not to moan. She was lucky for the shawl, as she was sure that her nibbles were cleary visible standing out through bra and the taffeta of her dress. As Deklin looked in her eyes, she had to answer.
"I hope you don't find me that unwelcome, as you seem to find my friend's company very pleasing." She could not fully hide the feelings that Darren stirred in her, giving her voice a more lascivious sound then she intended. She quickly took some large sips of wine to calm down a bit, but as usual, this did not work out that well.

 

[Cherubian]

Considering that she sat all naked as if in a fishbowl Verialyn still moved rather naturally. She long ago had accepted her exhibitionistic side, and since then managed to get in quite a bit of practice reaching the point where she felt most comfortable and uninhibited when she did not wear any clothes.Still it was a bit of a reprieve when her host finally released his hold on her nipple and comfortably leaned back in his chair, continuing the conversation quite naturally.

"Oh, I would love to present a fascinating and entertaining tale, but sadly none such did happen. We merely were on the road for a long time, and my friend Phyliss remembered the place from the time it was still a ruin. She's rather old, although she does not look like a biddy." She shot her friend a playful grin at that remark. "We were a bit surprised to see a new estate here, but well, it sure does beat a cold makeshift shelter so we should be glad. And that was how we ended up at your diner table, entertaining you." She did her best to speak the 'entertaining' as naturally as possible.

 

[Belinda35]

Phyliss pulled a face at Verialyns remark, which brought her down a little again.
"At my age, another one wont do me any harm." She emptied her glass and refilled it. She wondered if she should answer with a remark of her friends age, but did just stop in the right moment - then they would have to explain, and it might be better to let their host believe that Verialyn was a mere mortal human.

 

[jack80]

Deklin glanced over to the snake woman for a moment with a unwelcome look. He would agree he was finding the idea of two assassins sent after him like this quite intriguing though. The fact that the one was allowing him to do whatever he wanted also of interest.

Looking over at his food then, he decided he wasn't all that hungry. He had to get to the bottom of these two. He wasn't buying they just came upon it because snake woman thought it was an abandoned ruin. No, everyone in the known lands should know by now that the Great Merchant Deklin was here.

"I am done with my meal, and think we should take this to the sitting room." He got up without even thinking of asking if the others were done with their meal or not. If he was done, then everyone was done.

Delkin got up and walked to into another room that was very well furnished. Many velvet covered pieces of furniture were arranged in front of a grand fireplace.



Darren took his eyes from Phyliss as Deklin got up. He wasn't all that hungry as well, and was moved more by the the slight hitch in Phyliss's voice as he had his hand up her dress. He was almost certain Deklin would have noticed or at least Verialyn, but no one had said anything. Most of all Phyliss.

He reluctantly drew his hand back down her leg and from the inside of her dress slowly. She had such nice skin. He really did want to tear that dress right off her. "Are you done Lady Phyliss? It seems the 'host' has decided its time to move on."

 

[Belinda35]

"Well, let us do as our host says." she got up. She wondered if she should add some pointed remark, but she didn't. She just got up, curious for the things to come.

 

[Cherubian]

Verialyn was actually glad that the meal was over and she could end her little charade now. Maybe that relief was part of the reason that made her smile extra wide as she nodded towards Deklin in confirmation of his request. Waiting until he had risen and turned towards the exit she as well got to her feet and followed the owner of the house and his guards with measured steps, her hips swaying slightly as her bare feet trod over the soft carpet.

She had not missed the strange angle at which Darren's arm - or what was visible of him above the table - had been positioned and the accompanying swirling of Phyliss snakes. It was no big guess what exactly the guard master's hands had done under the table. All the better. Would this maybe end up in a wild foursome? Or more, if some of the guards and servants joined in as well? Her wicked imagination started to play kinky tricks with her.

 

[Belinda35]

Phyliss kept in armlength of Sir Darren, as she prepared to enter the drawing room. She was in an adventerous and playful mood, but acting spry was part of it.

 

[jack80]

The servants quickly went about to make sure the fire in the hearth was being properly fed and quickly made themselves scarce except to have more wine on hand. There were three velvet couches and four single chairs arrayed before the fireplace, arranged so it would be in front of them all. A great many paintings hung on the walls as well as expensive traperises

Deklin stood in of the fire as he sipped more wine. He had his back to the flames as he observed Verialyn, enjoy the sway of her naked breasts as she followed him in. His crooked smile present as always. "I must say that the Lords of the Heavens have gifted you with much beauty my dear." He said as he allowed his eyes to travel once again up and down her body, drinking her physique as much as the wine in his hand. His mind racing with how he would have her tell him everything.


Darren on the other was thinking of a way to draw Phyliss away without Deklin noticing. Not that he thought his paymaster would care. He was stuck on Verialyn and the crazy notion that both the ladies were assassins. He could see it in his eyes, even as they lust for the well endowed woman in front of him, they spoke of crazy thoughts and ideas. He really needed to find a new job.

Looking to Phlyiss, he wondered if she wouldn't mind an ex-knight at her side. Heh, doubtful, but maybe in her bed tonight would be different.

"I must also say that you are an enchanting creature of beauty yourself, Lady Ovida." Darren said as he grabbed some glasses of wine and handed her one. She had drank much already, and he wondered if she was already "loosen" up.

"I always find women of proper dress and decorum alluring. Reminds me of the times I was back in my King's court." His eyes cast over by a shadow as he looked at her. He didn't like to remember too much of his past life. It was his past after all.... yet he did miss a few things from that time.

Like beautiful women in dresses that said they were of a proper upbringing... but under the sheets said other things.

 

[Belinda35]

"Thank you." Phyliss took the glass, although she had already more then enough. She smiled at him, but took care to make t look decent. Already drunk, she was well aware that their was keen to have a more private talk with her, and she renembered his hands gliding up her stockings. She was still eager to find out how much she could tease him until he would loose control, and what he would do then. It was not just the wine, but also the rather recent discovery of her so long denied, hidden submissive nature. She was quite sure that Verialyn wouldn't have appreciated her thoughts if she could read her mind. Her friend would just walk away with Darren if she would feel as aroused as Phyliss felt, or would have done it right away. But that was out of the question for the gorgon, she longed to be ravished and overpowered by this man, even if it meant heating tension up to the breaking point, without garanty what would come out of this. She liked to play this dangerous game, taking all the risks.
Phyliss sat down on one of the chairs, her snakes accidently gliding over Darrens upper arm as she turned around.
"So you have been at a kings court? I should have guessed so. There is something noble, but also very adventerous about you."

 

[Cherubian]

Verialyn nodded politely at the rather standard compliment that had been tossed her way. At least judging by the hungry glint in Deklin's eyes the lack in verbal variation was solely due to the oratory insufficiency ofher host, and not a result of a pretense for something he did not genuinely feel. Indeed, his eyes were almost glued to her.

So she only thought it appropriate to respond in kind, bowing slightly - and sending her breasts swaying in the process - she began "I have to thank you for the praise you so generously heap upon me, Mylord. Allow me to return the compliment by pointing out that indeed you have been gifted as well, with a most remarkable ... nose." According to her facial expression the compliment seemed genuine, and what she really thought on the matter was not discernable.

 

[Belinda35]

For a brief moment, Phyliss had to giggle. If she had drunk less wine, she could have controled herself better, but so, this very odd compliment that her friend gave towards their host seemed just to funny. She got under control quickly, hoping that nobody noticed, or if, did not care.

 

[jack80]

Deklin frowned. He did have a very distinctive nose. He ran a finger along side it. "Why thank you. Though I have some questions, and I will demand answers." He said as he walked up to her, standing before the pale beauty. His hand reached out and lifted her left breast with the tips of his fingers. He watched her for a reaction.

"You will tell me who sent you here. And believe me when I say, I have ways of making you talk my dear."



Darren on the other hand had almost joined Phyliss in a burst of laughter at the comment Verialyn had made. "Yes, I was a knight... but no longer." He said as he stared down at her in her seat. He did like the way her snakes slide over his strong muscular arms. He was about to say more when he groaned at hearing what Deklin said.

He turned to look, expecting Verialyn to finally put Deklin in his place. He only hoped that the pompous fool wouldn't ruin things he had planned for Phlyiss later.

 

[Cherubian]

A little fly hummed happily through the room and settled down on the shoulderpad of one of the guards.

 

[Cherubian]

By now the spontaneous acts of fondling her mammary glands her host seemed to indulge himself in no longer came as a surprise, and so it was rather easy for Verialyn to appear ignorant of what his hand was doing without as much as a flinch. Inwardly, though, she had grown to like this new experiance, debasing as it must seem to others. Maybe she was as badly a nutcase as her friend, and just less willing to admit it? In any case she should keep that sort of thing in mind, maybe Quomor could be persuaded to do the same to her later on.

What was intended as a threat, though, did catch her interest. He wanted to make her talk? How creative would he be? That was something her naughty side really wanted to find out. So she answered in complete honesty.

"Mylord, I can only repeat what I already told you. We came upon your estate purely by chance and were not sent by anyone. You would not do a harmless traveller any harm, would you?"

 

[Belinda35]

Although her mind went slow as being both harrassed by alcohol and arousement, Phyliss realized that things were getting interesting and really serious now. She wasn't really afraid, because she was sure they could deal with any threat in the house, but somehow annoyed how Deklin approached her friend. In the back of her head she was more then wlling to play some interrogation games, but she was not so sure about Verialyn.

"I said, it was my idea to get in here. She didn't even know of this place." said Phyliss in a very determined tone.

 

[jack80]

Not seeing a reaction from his fondling of her very hefty breast, he decided to move things along. He ignored the other woman as she was most likely unimportant in any regards. Deklin's other hand reached out and pushed themselves between her very smooth skinned thighs and began to rub her, not at all gently. His fingers poking and pulling at the skin around of her delicate flower as he also rubbed very hard.

His movements pushing her backwards, towards the edge of a sofa with very velvety pillowed armrests. "Do not take me for a fool." He said as his eyes blazed with near insanity and lust. "The chances of you coming as my enemies strive to strike at me now... to have a woman of your beauty to try and lull me into a false sense of clam... I do not buy it!" He all but screamed.

He had them right up next the edge of the sofa, his fingers now pushing their way in between her folds at a very undignified pace and strength.



Darren was surprised at the lack of reaction from Verialyn at how Deklin treated her. He was also even more put off at his total disregard at the Lady Phlyiss's comment. He had no doubt what these two ladies said was true. Deklin was just too self-absorbed to think otherwise. Pompous idiot.

The Deklin made his move and began to rub Verialyn between her legs, pushing them back towards the sofa. The old noble part of himself actually wanted to stop that. That was no way to treat a lady. At least in public.

But another part of him was intrigued. He did not want to watch this... so much as to see how Phyliss would react. He did not think she would like it every much.

Also he had been spending most of this evening's event with too little blood flow to his brain, and too much between his legs. He wanted to desperately carry this exotic creature upstairs to the suite provided to her, and ravish her repeatedly.

He lowered his hands to her shoulders, not to restrain her, but to entice her. His fingers danced along the exposed olive skin presented there. Slowly grazing her flesh with his tips. He lowered his head to her ear, not at all minding the way the snakes responded, and blew gently onto her as he whispered.

"Your friend, I assume can handle herself... I am sure if she did not want Deklin to do this she would stop this at any moment... but I wonder. What will you do if I was to do this..."

He applied his lips to the back of her neck with a feathery touch as he blew against her skin gently. His hands now massaging the muscles of her shoulders, his fingers working into her flesh as his palms rubbed the back of them.

"I will say again, I have never laid eyes upon such an enchanting create such as yourself..." He said one more time before he kissed her again, sucking on her skin on the back of her neck.

OOC: I do hope this works for you ladies so far. I would admit to.. racking my head at how to "proceed."

 

[Belinda35]

For a second, Phyliss had forgotten about the handsome ex-knight, so his touch to her pale, slightly olive skin came like a shock to her, although a plesant, or rather exciting one. She kept her mouth open and made a little gasp instead putting Deklin right, as she had planned. Her eyes went up wide, and the shawl glided down, stopping at her elbows. Her nibbles stood out under the taffeta, but probably nobody noticed, and her snakes nearly jumped up. She felt paralyzed for a moment, unsecure if she should break free, yell at Darren and Deklin, or just stand and let things happen.
"But...she...he..." she protested weakly.

 

[Cherubian]

Verialyn was struggling to keep her balance as she was pushed backwards, the furious fingers between her legs tugging at her concentration as they set her loins ablaze. Deklin did present her with a new experience, in that regard he did not disappoint as he openly molested her under the eyes of the whole room.

"But ... no ... sir, what are you ... doing?" came her seemingly desperate plea as the hollow of her knees touched the edge of the sofa's seat. Her arms flailed to avoid toppling backwards, and finally landed on top of the backrest, supporting her for now but leaving her in a rather vulnerable position. "I really have no intention to harm you" she continued "Please stop that!" seemingly desperate by now.

It was then that she surveyed the room and became aware of the distress visible on her friend's face. Would she really think her in true peril and spoil it all driven by good intentions? Better alleviate her concerns, and so the moment Deklin's eyes once more wandered over her breast and what his hand was currently exploring within her wet folds she used the opportunity to shoot Phyliss a quick wink and a grin, only to immediately return to an expression of distress and anxiety.

 

[Belinda35]

Deklins treatment of her friend did anger her, but what Phyllis really could not bare was anybody ignoring her. Although Darren seemed to have most warm feelings for her, he would probably be loyal to his master if she would petrify or at least jump at him. Phyliss was drunk, completely confuzed by Darrens hot actions, almost getting her wet by now, but not stupid, so she saw Verialyns hint and realized that she should be able to throw Deklin through the wall if she wanted to. Nevertheless, she had already tensioned her muscles, ready to jump forward, even if she still feeled his firm grip on her shoulders.

 

[jack80]

Verialyn's pleas only spurred Deklin on more. In the back of his mind he was slightly afraid. Of Verialyn and also of the other woman. But he would not show cowardice in front of his guards servants. Many of whom did not know what to do. They were just getting use to their master's random behavior as of late, but opening assaulting a young woman sexually... that was something they never expected to see. Most did know know what to even do.

In truth neither did Deklin, but he was mad beyond reason. His mind swarming with lust filled thoughts and delirious images of assassination. He pulled the hand that was roughly squeezing her breast, and snapped his fingers at one of his servants. She still had a tray with a few glasses of wine on them.

The female serf walked awkwardly up to her master where he snatched one of the glasses. At first he was going to down it, but an idea cross his addled mind. Instead he tipped the glass so some of the wine would pour onto the top of her breasts and flow down her body. He reached his head down and licked some of the wine off her flesh, enjoying the taste ten fold. The alcoholic surely tasted better off her then in a glass made of crystal.

He poured some more on the tip of her right breast and reached with his mouth, his lips wide, sucking the wine while also flicking the tip of her nipple with his tongue. All the while he had started to push two of his fingers deep inside of her, probing and rubbing against the warmth he found there.



Darren could feel the tension in Phyliss's shoulders as he worked them with his hands. He moved his face to the spot where her right shoulder met that incredible gorgeous long neck and kiss her there.

He could tell that she was confused at what to do. Hell he was too. He, along with everyone else had never seen Deklin act like this. If he wasn't so turned on in a most perverted way right now, he would have put a stop to this long ago, gold be damned. But something about these two ladies told him that from the moment he saw them that they were more then they seemed. If they wanted too, he was sure he couldn't stop them, and neither could Deklin.

But that wouldn't mean he would let them have it easy either. "Lets go upstairs and enjoy ourselves in the privacy of your suite my dear." He said it not as a request, but as a command. His tone carrying the weight of many years of commanding lesser men into combat.

Not that he thought of her as a lesser, but in intimate matters, he so did like to be in charge. He only hoped Phyliss would comply or he would have to carry her up there over his shoulders.

 

[Belinda35]

Phyliss blushed a little and felt herself getting damp between her legs as she hear his command, feeling like if he had read her mind. She loved the tone he used to speak to her, and she was close to get moving at once. But that would have been to easy. If he really wanted her, he could prove it by action. She wasn't a easy girl, just walking up like a servant.
"What? We will leave this house at once. But first I will get Verialyn out of the clutches of these brute animal..." the gorgon stood straight up, and made a step forward.

 

[Cherubian]

Verialyn was very acutely aware of the two fingers snaking around wildly in her wet tunnel, swirling roughly into every direction when they were not busy withdrawing and pushing back strongly. That was also the likeliest way for her charade to fail as she had only limited control over her physiology in that area, and her vagina had decided that it was about time to start generating moisture.

That process was heightened by the stares the whole room shot in her general direction. The females - with one exception - were just ashamed and uncomfortable, but the males and one of the serving girls showed some other interest, more or less successfully hidden behind a mask of indifference.

So she just stiffened a bit when the cool liquid first came in contact with her bare breasts, the temperature shock causing her nipple to rise immediately, and looked down towards her hosts tongue busily licking and sapping up the wine he had poured over her. She had not expected food play at this very moment, but it seemed Deklin was no longer truly interested in interrogating her.