Serpent's Tooth

[Belinda35]

"Ah, ok...." Gron got up and fetched the manacles. It was time to move, and it woould be useful to have some money. The pack's last "visit" was rather unpleasant, and if they had to make a run even from them...
Gron came back and waved Warf to follow him as he went upstairs.
"Wake up slaves! Today it's the last time you make trouble."

 

[Cherubian]

Verialyn got to her feet slowly and deliberately as she hear the heavy steps on the stairs and finally calling Gron out for them.

"Are you up for some bondage?" she whispered towards her friend "or shall we give the two wolf boys a spanking?"

---

Warf did not know what to think. He was still angry that despite his best knowledge the ritual he had tried to perform on Phyliss did not work. Not one bit. He should have siphoned her power from her, alas ... nothing.

Maybe it was better if they got out of his sight for good. Let the slavers have some fun with them, and they surely would fetch a good price.

 

[Belinda35]

Phyliss lifted her head. She had been used all the day before, and she still could not heal herself, and she was to weak to fight or even argue. Her mind was confuzed, and she wasn't really up for any decision anymore.

"Yes, I know there is something wrong with you, keeping you means trouble..." Gron looked at Verialyn.
"But you should fetch a good price, both of you."
He opened the cage, ready to chain them up for the market.

 

[Cherubian]

With casual, almost automated moves that showed nothing of the intensity with which he had treated his gorgon experiment those last days Warf let the pair of manacles click around Phyliss' wrists.

"She looks a bit worn out" he commented off handedly to Gron, well aware that this was mostly his fault. "That might hurt the price, but I guess there's nothing we can do about that now. Not in the time we hav, at least..."

---

Verialyn watched as Gron placed the iron bindings around her wrists, commenting with a smile "Oh I most certainly should fetch a good price. I would be sorely disappointed if I did not."

 

[Belinda35]

Phyliss lifted her head as she felt the cold iron and heard the remarks.
Even if sexually broken, she still had some kind of proud left, and stood up straight and gracefully. Her injuries would heal, magic or not. She was still leaking a bit seemen from her anus and vagina, but that should stop soon. Nobody should say that she wasn't worth her price. She didn't think of escape anymore, she just hoped to be bought by a good master.

 

[Cherubian]

If he still had any interest in Phyliss' feelings, Warf did not show it. Instead the moment the gorgon seemed secured he simply grabbed her and threw her over his shoulders in such a way that her head was hanging near his hairy ass, her breasts pressing into his fur.

"Grab the other bitch" he barked at Gron, and without waiting for a reply he began to head for the room's exit and then down the stairs.

 

[Belinda35]

"I know what to do, don't tell me!" barked Gron back. He grabbed Verialyn and threw her over his shoulder as his companion did, and not in a very gentle way. Somehow he thought she was responsible for all that trouble, and she should feel it. He would not mess her up; as she was merchandise now.
"It's your fault if we get less for the snake girls ripped ass."

Phyliss took care to keep her snakes upwards, so that they would not be dragged over the ground. Her face bounced into Warfs fur with each step, so she could not see anything at all. He was walking some rough terrain, and he wsn't to careful with her; her breasts hurting from bouncing against his back.

 

[Cherubian]

"At least that one is properly trained and obedient now" growled Warf back as he left the building and started a steady and speedy trot through the forest "Something that can't be said about your big titted bitch. You were content to let her goad you as long as you got your dick wet."

Verialyn had to grin at hearing that. Would the two wolf men get into a fight over the issue? Now that would be a fun twist of fate indeed.

 

[Belinda35]

"Baahhhh! What do you know? Nothing!"
Gron grumbled.
"Your's just wanted to be tamed, that's all. and you didn't even notice." Gron angrily shaked Verialyn as he walked.
"Getting heavier for mile and mile. Good we'll be there any minute now."

 

[Cherubian]

Poor Gron actually more or less hit the nail on the head. Or so Verialyn thought as she followed their debate. She decided to remain silent for now, though.

That way the two wargs traversed the forests for almost two hours. The vegetation became lighter, at times it was open meadows they crossed, the wolf men showing no sign of tiring out. Their path led them towards the foothills and finally through a cleft between two rather steep rises right into an almost entirely secluded small valley.

At the center there was a lake fed by a river running down the opposite embarkment, and at its shore a small settlement consisting of three massive wooden huts and a rather large barn. Those buildings seemed to be the destination of the wargs.

 

[Belinda35]

"Ah, that's about time." Gron dropped Verialyn onto the ground.
"Hey, get up, you can walk from now on."
He headed to the first building and howled.
"This time we'll bring them something very special."

 

[Cherubian]

"You are truly a gentleman ..." Verialyn growled as she got up and brushed some dirt off her bare ass cheeks. She did start to follow Gron, though,as he headed further towards the huts.

Warf was more gentle with Phyliss, intent on carrying her all the way, and so they both watched as the door of the main building opened, no surprise after Gron had announced them that audibly.

Out stepped a man of undistinguishable age, somewhere in his late thirties or early fourties. He was tall, more than six feet, of a broad and muscular build. At the moment he wore only a pair of crude leather pants and heavy boots, his upper body bare. Which not only displayed his ample amount of muscle but also numerous scars strewn over his chest and some even on his bald head. Part of his left ear was missing, and aparticular prominent scar ran down his right cheek. Around his waist he carried a sword belt, and from his left hip hung a typical massive broadsword.

The moment he got sight of the two wargs he raised a hand in greeting, waiting for them to close the distance.

 

[Belinda35]

Gron raised his hand and stepped forward.

"Aye, Kroolshekk, we bring you something very special today. Have a look of what we have to offer. Two very pretty sluts, very fuckable, and very rare."

 

[Cherubian]

"I'll be the judge of that" the bald man replied coolly. Despite his brutish looks he was a shrewd merchant and knew better than to give anything away beforehand. Turning briefly he gestured into the cabin "Orlaf, get out, some merchandise to inspect"

The man in question was the almost exact opposite of Kroolshekk. Not much taller than five feet, a sizeable gut instead of muscles, greasy black hair and bearded stubbles adorning his round face. Since apparently he just had gotten up he was still wearing his nightgown, spanning over his rotund belly.

Not waiting for his companion to startmoving Kroolshekk returned his attention to the two wolf men.

"So what exactly is so special this time?"

 

[Belinda35]

Gron spoke before Warf would answer. Usually, he wasn't one of many words, and Warf although thought he was the intellectual, but that airhead probably still thought about his silly rituals and would mess up everything.
"The first one is a real gorgon! And a damn hot one, and all trained and prepared to be a tame fucktoy. And this one, just look at here!" He squeezed Verialyns breast as he turned to her.
"She has more attidude, still some spirit to break. So something for everybody, eh?"

 

[Cherubian]

That cute playful Gron, always eager to toy with her tits. Verialyn had to smile at that, but stayed silent.

Warf only gave an angry glare at Gron, but other that that did not speak himself yet. If only his comrade would not run the negotiations. All he did for now was to reach for the gorgon and shove her into the general direction of the slave trader.

Kroolshekk stayed silent for several seconds. The warg had been correct, both women were rather special. Those udders were truly impressive, and the other one ... lo and behold, a real gorgon. That one was the real prize. Big titted bitches, even if they were rarely that pretty, were a more common occurrence. "Oglaf, where are you staying?" he barked back into the cabin "Check out the black haired one, see if she is worth anything..."

That dealt with his attention focussed on the gorgon. "What about her snakes? Are they still poisonous?" As he spoke he looked directly at Phyliss, staring her right in the eyes.

 

[Belinda35]

Now Phyliss had a sudden feel of danger that touched her like an icecoldfinger through all the daze and submissive feelings. Would they pull her poison teeth?!
"No, my snakes are not lethal!" she lied quickly. She was afraid that the wolfmen would intervene, but Gron made a somehow nodding movement. Maybe he didn't know, or he was clever enough not to spoil the deal by contradicting Phyliss words. Did he guess that a lying gorgon could be a bad bargain? She hoped that Warf would not burst the bubble.

 

[Cherubian]

Warf did not care much about the truth of Phyliss' statement either, as long as the slavers believed it, so he just growled an annoyed "You heard her. All those reptiles can do is sting a bit, and we even got that nonsense out of her system."

"All right, let me have a closer look at her..." and with that his hand extended to grip the gorgon's chin and force her to face him, squeezing her cheeks together in the process.

 

[Belinda35]

Phyliss looked up to the slaver, coming back to her senses more and more. She knew it would be very stupid to act hostile or even feisty in her situation, so she made no resistance as he grabbed her face, looking at him with wide eyes.

Oglaf came forward and glanced at the two women. He saw Kroolshek was busy with the gorgon, so he stepped over to Verialyn. Not to surprising, he focused on her breasts as a start and grabbed them with both hands, checking their quality.

 

[Cherubian]

Verialyn smirked at Oglaf, and commented "All natural and of the best quality, I can assure you."

"Ahh, the little one is not completely brainded yet" Kroolshek commented as he noticed the spark of conscience in her eyes. "Teeth are in a good condition..." and with that he let go of her face, and instead lifted one arm, immediately drawn to the bruises around her wrists caused by the rope bindings.

Raising an eyebrow at Warf he added "That is not a good condition, though."

The big warg just gave abrief dnarl and shrugged his shoulders, but chose not to comment besides that.

 

[Belinda35]

"Sure, sure" said Oglaf. "Let us check your cavaties - I guess we don't have a virgin here." He pulled her lower lips apart and inserted a finger, not very gentle, sighed, and pulled out again, pushing his digit into her back entry. "How about here?"

Phyliss had come back to her mind, as she realized that getting sold were their only chance to escape the wargs. Strangeley, an hour ago she would had accepted to become the property of the wolfmen. What was wrong with her mind? She made sad puppy eyes and pouted, as she looked at Kroolshrek. She knew that he was interested - it would be insane for a slave trader not to buy here - but he would try to lower the price, of course.

 

[Cherubian]

"Sorry to disappoint, but you won't be a pioneer back there either" Verialyn commented dryly while she stoically kept looking straight ahead.

Krolsheek meanwhile continued his examination of the gorgon, meticulously inspecting every inch of her skin, again and again raising an eyebrow or giving a heavy sigh to indicate that he had found yet another sign of abuse.

That changed when he got to the intimat region between her legs. Seeing the rather raw state of her pussy lips even the slaver coudl not hold back and exclaimed "Oy my, what have you done to the girl? It'sa miracle she is still in one piece."

"Gah, she's just whiny. A day or two and she'll be as good as new. Isn't that true, girlie?"

 

[Belinda35]

"Yes, i heal quickly!" added Phyliss in a shy voice, looking to the ground.

- "Mine isn't in virgin conditition either." saig Oglaf, although Verialyn showed no sign of abuse; probably they treated her better. But he saw a chance to take down the price.
"And she's bit of a smartass." He hit her buttocks hard as he said this.

 

[Cherubian]

Verialyn yelped playfully as the slaver's hand descended on her buttock.

"Actually it's not my ass where the smarts reside." she replied with an impish grin towards Oglaf "but for a man like you I think I could be all obedient and stuff ..."

---

"So does she?" the slaver's brow furrowed. Clearly the gorgon's credibility was not very high in his current esteem. "In that case why don't you let her heal up and come back when she is all prim and proper, in say two days?" It took no genius to sense that the wargs were in a hurry.

As was evidenced by the growling of Warf, who clearly had to restrain himself. But he also knew that the slavers were too important a connection to the human world to give away that lightly.

"All right, how much do you offer?" he finally pressed through clenched teeth.

 

[Belinda35]

"This one doesn't need an expensive healer, at least, but she is very pale and is very bigmouthed for a slave." Oglaf pointed at Verialyn. "This might make it difficult to sell her, big tits or not. I say 60 silver grondels for her would be fair."
He looked over to the gorgon.
"Is it so bad with the other one we have to get Moldik the magnicifent to heal her holes? You know his prices. There wont be that much left for us then."