Serpent's Tooth

Darren grabbed Phyliss's left arm with his right and turned her around. In a brief moment he looked deeply into her eyes with his. His eyes spoke of the demand to be obeyed while at the same time conveyed the desire he had for her.

"Shut up." He said with the same smooth tone of command before his left hand reach behind her head, not even being mindful of the snakes, and pulled her face to his where he kissed her hard upon the lips. His lips caressing the outside of her lips as his found purchase around her soft luscious lips.

He broke free and stared at her with his hard eyes. He was very interested to see how she would react. If she slapped him he would laugh. If she stood stock still he would still laugh. In the end he was taking her to her suite, and that was all that mattered at the moment.

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Deklin never ever did anything like this before. And while he was determined to get answers out of her, he had other priorities now. Like the raging hard cock trapped within his pants, and how it demanded to be free. Also the feeling of her getting wet around his fingers only drove him on more.

He pushed hard into her with his fingers, driving deep and up into her. His thumb rubbing the tip of her passage, trying to exicte her little nub found there.

His other hand snaked our along her supple skin, brushing his fingers and palm along her body, then down her arm till it reached her wrist where he encompassed it firmly with his hand. He pulled her right hand down to the front of his pants and rubbed it against the extended pole within.

"This is the tool that I will use to make you scream out your employers names." He said as he brought his head up to hers and began to lick her cheek. "Feel how hard and hot it is, before I push it deeply within you."
 
Phyliss made no resistance, as her heart nearly stopped beating as he looked at her and pulled her closer, and her eyes were wide opened.She parted her lips a little as he kissed her, trembling all over. She could have killed him with her snakes easily, and she could have petrified him without any problem at all, what he even might survive. But she did no such thing but something that would look very stupid for any watcher who did not knew her real intensions.
"How dare you!"
She attacked him with her arms, although she knew she would stand no chance in close combat to him.
 
Darren

Darren chuckled as she swung her arms at him. He grabbed each little slim wrist within his powerful hands as he stared at her.

"How cute."

He said before he bent down wrapped an arm around her slim waist and hoisted her up upon his shoulder, giving her a playful smack on her very firm butt as he stood straight up.

He turned and walked away, carrying his sexy prize with him. It was time to have some fun.
 
Phyliss made a short squeak as she was thrown over his shoulder. He felt the pat he gave her on her butt, and she deactivated the magic shield protecting her from physical attacks. Probably Verialyn would not approve of that, but she would not now. It was dangerous and she knew she was playing with fire, but that was what she wanted.
 
He kicked open the door to the suite, and walked casually in with her still upon his shoulder. He continued his slow walk up to the bed where he unceremonially tossed her upon it before leaning against one of the bed posts.

"Are you going to behave or do I have to get rough?" He asked with a mischievous grin and the way his eyes looked upon her, he dared her to misbehave.
 
Phyliss pulled a face.
"Me? Behave? You will better behave, before I get angry!"
She sat up in the bed., her snakes curling around her head.
 
Darren

Darren chuckled. "Hehehe, well I'm sure you don't want this big bad man to treat you badly, but if thats the way you want it, how am I to deny myself from feeling your wrath."

He leaned forward to wrap his hand around the back of her neck, her snakes squirming wildly around his arm. Smirking as he came close, holding her firming by her neck, "I like it when girls get angry." He pressed his lips firmly against her's, pushing his body up against her and back onto the bed.
 
"Ugghhhh" Phyliss closed her eyes, but opened her mouth as she felt his firm grip and his kissing. She put her arms against him and tried to shove him off, while her snakes squirmed around him, but did not bite. She was shivering, but maybe it was more from excitement then fear.
 
Darren

Darren pressed his body against Phyliss as he lay ontop of her, kissing her madly. Though he was slightly mindful of crushing her small body. He was a tall muscular man, and she was almost half his own weight he reckon. Though he wouldn't ask. That would be rude now. That, and she was still trying to push him off of her, but he could feel her shivering beneath him. That only fueled his lust.

His free hand reached up and began to rub her right breast though her dress, before pulling on the shawl that had been driving lower and lower all night, accenting the ample leverage of hers.

He walked his way down to her neck, blowing at one of the snakes that got in his way before he press his open mouth upon her neck. He enclosed them around her skin to create a firm air tight suction, as he sucked and nibbled a bit on her skin there. His hand was back upon her breast squeezing the mound tightly between his fingers, her hard nipple pressing sticking out between two of his fingers.
 
Phyliss moaned loud - she felt wet already. His squeezing of her breast did hurt, and it felt as if it would burst under his grip. She still struggled, while she was pinned down by his weight.
 
Darren

Darren ignored her attempts to fend him off. He worked his mouth down further on her skin, licking her upper chest before stopping and making small kisses up her mountain to the tip where he flicked it back and forth with his tongue.

The hand that had held her around the back of her neck snaked around to the front, so he could keep her pinned as he made a feast of her ample and full breasts, as if he hadn't already had something to eat. He did enjoy the way her snakes were slithering up and around his arm as he held up.

His other hand pulled at her flesh, pinching it between his finger tips as he tried to devour her other with his mouth as sucked upon her tit. He worked the hand now though down her body, clasping the bottom of her dress and began to pull on the expensive fabric, tearing it as he pined her legs under his.
 
Phyliss gasped, and opened her yellow eyes wide, looking at him.
"Please... please..." she begged, with soft, trembling voice. She could not budge now, and was all shhok up by excitement. The tearing sound even increased her excitement.
 
Darren

Darren looked up at Phlyiss and smirked, releasing his hold of her flesh.

"Please want? I'm sorry I don't understand what it is you are asking for."

Even while he spoke, he continued to tear the lower half of her dress up to where her thighs met her hips. He rubbed his arm up and down her right leg, greatly enjoying her smooth skin there.
 
Phyliss looked up to him with big eyes.
Her lower lip quivered, as she wasn't sure what to say. Begging him to stop, or rather to go on? It was more of the last. Once more she tried to grab him and hold him.
 
Darren

Darren grabbed one of arms as she tried a poor attempts to try and hold him back. "I think you really want me to keep going don't you." He smirked slowly kisses his way up her lovely arm. "I mean if you wanted to stop me I am sure you had the power too."

His hand around her neck worked its way down her body, touching every bit of her as he could with the palm of his hand. After long agonizing moments he his hand found where it wanted to be. Right between her legs. He felt around, not sure if she had been wearing panties earlier or not.
 
Phyliss now felt a bit embarrassed as he touched her black lace panties that she had chosen to match her bra. She was so excited that her panties were moist, and he sureley would notice.
"Uhh...I'm sorry..." she squeaked, trying to push his hand away.
 
Verialyn's breathing was going a bit heavier now, a direct result of Deklin's fingers ramming into her with unrestrained ferocity. That could be interpreted as the first outward signs of enjoyment, or of distress.

To emphasize the latter Verialyn struggled against the hold her host's had had on her wrist. Not so much that he would not move her hand where he wanted in the end, but enough to cost him more effort than he had anticipated. And even as her palm was pressed firmly against the hard rod standing prominently in his breeches she tried in vain to shirk away. All this was made more difficult by the fact that now she had only one arm firmly planted against the sofa's backrest to avoid falling over backwards while he seemed to bear heavier onto her by the minute.

The moment his tongue extended towards her face she instinctively turned away, looking into a far off corner of the room as she began her reply. Gone was the annoyance from her voice, by now despair and fright seemed to be the prime emotions it was laden with. "Mylord, I beg you, do not do this to me. Where are your good manners?"
 
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Darren

Darren ignored Phyliss's feeble attempt at pushing his hand away as he discovered her very soaked lace panties. His fingers pressed against the fabric, massaging her lips though her panties.

"What do we have here. I say, you are getting quite turned on, and we haven't even started yet." He wormed his fingers around the moist undergarments, before yanking hard on it and pulling it free from her body. Leaving her nice and exposed to his hand as he pulled her thighs apart for better access.

"Tell me you aren't enjoying this, and... maybe I'll stop." Darren said as he slowly worked his fingers up and down her slit, enjoying the feel of wetness there...almost as much as he enjoyed hearing her trying to beg him to stop.
 
Phyliss bit on her lip, but couldn't compress a squealing sound, while her snakes squirmed around her head. Not really thinking, she put a hand on her breast, feeling the hard nibble through bra and dress...
She quickly move it away and tried to catch his hand.
"Oh I am not enjyoing this..." she moaned with closed eyes.
 
Deklin

"Good manners ha!" He laughed as he ran his wet tongue up the side of her face. "I am a Lord. I do not need good manners!"

The guard in the corner of the room where Verialyn stared tried desperately to not look her in the eye, but he could not look away from the scene that was being preformed by his master. That, and he was finding himself being quite turned on by this out right public molestation.

Deklin groaned as he moved the palm of her hand up and down him. He needed to be free and now! He turned to one the servant girl with the wine tray and barked at her. "Undo my belt and pull my pants down now!"

The young woman had been herself trying to not stare, but she found the plees of the Lady quite enticing herself. She jumped when Deklin snapped at her, not quite processing what it was he said. When it finally sunk in, she paled.

"NOW!" Daklin roared.

The young woman quickly placed the tray down upon a nightstand and hurried over, helping her master undo his belt and pulling his pants down to free his... quite impressive package. She looked up and to him and then to Verialyn, finding herself envious, though she didn't know why. Her master was going to rape her. The young woman backed away.

Deklin replied her hand around him. "Yes, now thats more like it. Now be a good guest for your host, and rub it for me will you."
 
Darren

"Don't lie to me." He said as he thrust his middle finger into her slit, while pinching her clit between his index finger and thumb roughly, rubbing the nub as if he was trying to start a fire.. "I think you are enjoying this quite well." He pulled his hand away from her treasure and brought his middle finger before her face.

"See how wet you are. And the way you are moaning. You are a little slut aren't you."
 
Phyliss shrieked as she feeled his finger penetrating her.
"No no no..." she protested, sounding a bit like a little girl, as he held his weet finger before her face. "I am no slut..."
She looked down, over her cleavage down to her lower body, exposed as her long dress was ripped from below, her black panties pulled down towards the stockings, exposing the small stripe of pubic hair and her wet lips.
"I'm no slut...please..." she protested softly.
 
Verialyn had to resist the sudden urge to chuckle when Deklin requested external help to liberate his manhood. Now, though, it did stand tall and proud, and whether she wanted to or not her fingers were pressed against it.

"Why ... don't you rub it ... yourself" came her pressed reply as she continued to struggle against his grip.
 
Phyliss stopped her begging and closed her mouth, looking up to Darren with big eyes, her heart beating fast. Now she really was at his mercy, if she wanted any.
 
Deklin

Deklin released his grip of her wrist and back handed her across her cheek.

"I am the Lord of this Manor, and you will do as I say!" He nearly shrieked.

His hand went back to her wrist and roughly pulled it to his manhood again.

"Now rub it up and down. Get a feel for it, before I use it to tell me what it is I want to know!"
 
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