Serpent's Tooth

[Cherubian]

Moldik wastes no time as he approaches Phyliss. "A torn rectum you said?" he asks in the direction of Krolsheek, who simply replies with a brief nod.

Ignoring the slavers he lowers himself to his knees and diggs his fingers into both buttocks, pulling them apart rather rudely to get a better look.

 

[Belinda35]

Phyliss yelped in pain. Both of her entries did hurt badly, but the rear was the worst of it all. As he pulled her apart, it felt as if she was torn into pieces. Her snakes squirmed and rubbed over the wall, while she leaned her forhead against the stones. Her hands were still chained, but she did know better then pulling.

 

[Cherubian]

"Oh yes, quit bad indeed..." Mordik commented with clinical calm as he watched a few new droplets of blood seep out of the partly healed wounds his rude treatment had torn open again.

"But that is nothing I can't fix. For the usual rate, of course." He gave Krolsheek a questioning look, and as he got a nod in reply he proceeded to produce a small clay pot from somewhere bbeneath his expansive robe. Opening the lid it revealed to contain a thick, clear liquid, and the medic immediately began to apportion a thin sheen over the raw and torn areas between Phyliss' legs.

While the substance did not close the wounds, it felt pleasant to the touch, a calming cool to soothe the burning pain. Only when all wounded areas were covered did he put don the pot and touch the liquid sheen with his fingers. Mordik closed his eyes and bowed his head, apparently in deep concentration, and indeed the magic sensitive gorgon could feel the arcane power flowing from him into her, using the liquid as a conductor as her torn tissue slowly started to rebuild.

 

[Belinda35]

Phyliss had whimpered at his first touch, but now she began to feel better, and she had a very pleasant feeling as the magic began to work. She moaned softly, and she even felt her nipples react, as she had pushed herself against the wall while feeling pain, squeezing her breasts at the cold stonesurface.

 

[Cherubian]

Verialyn watched with relief as her friend seemed to feel significantly better now. That healer, for all his manners, seemed to know what he was doing.

After a few mor minuet Mrodik finally withdrew and got back up, straightening his wiry frame and brushing the floor's dust off his robes. "That oe should be as good as new" he commented. "Anything else?"

 

[Belinda35]

"Excuse me master Moldik..." said Phyliss in a perfect shy tone, while she hung in the chains.
"The wargs took away my magic abilities... non of them harmful... can you do something about that?"

 

[Cherubian]

The first one to act on this question actually was Krolsheek, and his reaction was none too pleasant.

His arm shot forward, around Phyliss' throat, and she found her face pressed intensely against the stone wall, cheek and nose scraping over the rough plaster.

"You can sling spells? Why have the wargs not told us about this?" His tone was mean, but an astute observer might be able to discern a trace of concern.

 

[Belinda35]

"Nonono please..." squeaked Phyliss.
"It is just... I can heal myself faster... and others, if I'm told to... I can't do anything harmful...please" begged Phyliss, unable to move as her hands were still chained.

 

[Cherubian]

"Don't take me for a fool... If you can heal others you surely can pull off other tricks as well!"

Krolsheek tried to remain stern and threatening, and the force of his grip intensified further. But by now he was mostly bluffing. He had no idea what the gorgon's magical capabilities were, but frightening never hurt. At least it did not hurt him. Worst case she had nothing to reveal.

"Don't think we won't harm you. Better to pay Mordik again than to sell a loose cannnon and ruin our reputation."

 

[Belinda35]

"No no no...pleeasse... I do no harm..." whimpered Phyliss.
"Please don't hurt me anymore." Being stripped of her magic, beside being chained up, she really felt frightened now, and she knew how to put that feeling into her voice.

 

[Cherubian]

Krolsheek continued to stare at her sternly, while his mind was working overtime. Should he trust those frantic claims? The creature sounded genuine...

"Pray that you did not lie to me" he eventually growled and gave her a final push against the wall before releasing her and taking a step back.

"So your magic is gone you say?"

Looking at her, he added "Oglaf, turn her around and chain her with her back to the wall. I want to look at her when talking to her." He seemed to have forgotten the healer completely for the moment.

 

[Belinda35]

"Yes, yes, my magic is gone!" whinced Phyliss. Even if she didn't see it, she heard some evil hisses and a mean chuckle from the direction of the female slaves. She sure had some haters there.
She felt that Oglaf unchained her hands, and grabbed her by her upper arm, not her snakes, as he whireld her around and pushed her back against the wall. he lost no time to chain her wrists up again, leaving her spread-eagle against the hard stone.
Phyliss dropped her head, looking on the floor.

 

[Cherubian]

"Look at me when I am talking to you" Krolsheek spat at her, still slightly agitated at the deception he had fallen for. "Sooo... Your Magic went poof just like that?" He threw up his arms the moment he said 'poof'.

"Oglaf, did you break her in already?"

 

[Belinda35]

"Uhhh... it just left me as the warg grabbed me... I had been asleep and he sneaked on me." said Phyliss, while she looked up at Kroolshek, pouting a little, and lashing her eyes.

Oglaf grunted.
"She got a little flogging at her back, but that's all yet."

 

[Cherubian]

Krolsheeks brows furrowed. On the on ehand that was a rather wild story, but on the other hand it was almost too wild to be made up on the spot with any hope for credibility. Maybe that really was what happened.

Pushing that off for now he instead focussed on Oglaf. "And do you think that will be enough? Will she perform for her buyer? You know what the wargs said about her... spirited..."

 

[Belinda35]

"Hey - you saw the condition she was in. Should I have risked to kill her?" Oglaf pointed his plump finger at Phyliss, touching her groin; the gorgon almost expected that he would insert it, but he turned around.
"And did I have much time for the other? I whipped her, nevertheless, until she begged to stop. And she flogged the gorgon later, allright..." he pointed at the special flogger. "Still, I don't really know about her."

 

[Cherubian]

"So what do you think, will she bend over when her new owner tells her to? With a body like hers whoever buys her most certainly will want to fuck her."

Just then Moldik lifted a hand to his mouth and demonstratively cleared his throat. "I hate to interrupt your business affairs, gentlemen, but I would prefer to conclude mine and be going."

Krolsheek turned towards the healer. Amongst the heated debate he had almost forgotten about the man. "Sure, sure, Master Moldik" he replied, spreading his arms invitingly "Fair is fair. Would you want your payment in gold or would you prefer to partake in our wares this time?" The slaver accompanied this with a sweeping gesture towards the large cage with the female slaves.

Mordik paused in thought, even rubbed his chin with thumb and forefinger as he looked at the locked up women, and then at Phyliss.

 

[Belinda35]

Phyliss kept watching the arguing men, so Moldik looked right into her eyes, but there no risk in that; even if she had wanzted, she could not turn him into stone. So she kept looking in his eyes, like a caught animal, a little frightened even. She felt already cold, with her nude body against the wall, her wrists still chained.

 

[Cherubian]

Moldik silently looked at Phyliss for a few seconds, then shook his head "No, that would be wrong right after healing her". Instead he turned towards the cage and extended his arm "I'll take that slim brunette, and the blond over there. Bring them to the room."

Without waiting for a reply he reached for the whip Oglaf had hung onto the wall and then headed towards one of the doors leading from the main chamber. Verialyn coudl see some of the women next to her shiver and then breathe in relief when it bacme clear they were not chosen. The two that were apparently knew nothing about ther fate.

"You heard the man" Krolsheek told Oglaf. "Get him his payment".

 

[Belinda35]

Oglaf unlocked the cage. "You, and you...You heard what he said! Come over her!" He gestured to the two slaves to step out.

Phyliss loked over to them, trying to recall if they were among her haters. Somehow she was reliefed that she hadn't been chosen. Despite all her insane passion and long for heavy abuse, she suddenly felt fed up with that situation. She renembered when she dwelled in that luxury halls, wearing jewels and the finest and most elegants clothes of all the ladies there, and all men had been polite and charming to her, and she just smiled back them and drank expensive wine. What went wrong with her? Why did she leave this path?

 

[Cherubian]

Phyliss was torn out of her musings by Krolsheek's sudden question "So what about you, snake lady? Will you behave and be forthcoming if a man wants to have some fun with your tits and pussy?" To put a bit more emphasis into his words he reached out and grabbed one of her tits, giving her a brief, rough squeeze.

The two slave girls, meanwhile, followed Oglaf's orders obediently. Verialyn could hear a whispered "The poor ones..." as Moldik followed them into the adjacent room, and two gasps of shock could be heard from them. Whatever was in that room, it seemed to be cause for fear.

 

[Belinda35]

Phyliss yelped as he squeezed her breast suddenly and painful.
"Yes! I will! I will!"
Being feisty now would not help. Especially not in her position now. So she would have to play along. A few days before she would haved longed for such a scene. Was she going to change her mind in the wrong setting? She had almost surrendered to the wargs, who had been much worse then those slavers...

 

[Cherubian]

"You will? But will you also like it, or will you be too busy hiding your disgust to pleasure your owner well?"

Krolsheek did not break eye contact as he lifted his free hand and snapped his fingers, calling out "Oglaf, get me the keys to the chains!"

The door to the adjacnt room had finally fallen shut, but it was not thick enough to muffle the shriek completely that they now got to hear.

 

[Belinda35]

Phyliss wondered what the healer was up to, but she was more concerned about herself yet, as Oglaf did come back with keys, showing a dirty grin - the first smile she saw on his face. She kept looking at krolshek, feeling little like a rabbit. If he enjoyed her fear and discomfort?
"I'm born to please..." she whispered, realizing that this was indeed very close to the truth.

 

[Cherubian]

Krolsheek grabbed the keys from Oglaf and began unlocking the shackles that held Phyliss tied to the wall. "You will prove this, now!" The mment bothher hands were free he firmly grabbed her shoulders and gave a rough downward shove, sending the gorgon to crumple at his feet, and once that was accumplished he began to unbuckle his belt.

Right then to other high pitched shrieks from the adjacent rom pierced the air.

While Krolsheek waited for the gorgon to get up and get started on the large mostly flaccid cock he now pulled out of his pants he once again looked at Oglaf "You think the big titted black haired one needs no further training?"