Serpent's Tooth

[Belinda35]

Phyliss made short, shocked squeak as she turned around and saw kroolshek standing in the doorway - no way he could have recovered!
"This can't be..." she said in disbelieve. One snake alone was absoultely lethal for even the strongest humans and even bigger creatures, and he had gotten a multiple dose.

 

[Cherubian]

Krolsheek's empty eyes wandered the room, until they came upon Phyliss. The moment he became aware of the gorgon his gaze got a suddem powerful intensity, and he pushed himself away from the doorpost.

His form still swaying he began to shamble towards her with slow, dragged out steps, his posture nevertheless expressing a strong intensity of purpose. His rock hard cock bobbed up with every step. As he got closer he began to lift his arms towards her, and still fixated upon her, he mumbled "I must ... bring pleasure ... to the ... mistress ..."

Verialyn just watched in silence, confused and intrigued at the same time.

 

[Belinda35]

Now Phyliss was frightened, wishing she still had her magic shields, and even more, her petrifying gaze. So she only had her snakes left, but how could they have failed? Would he die this time? There wasn't much else she could do. Running away was no option in the narrow room, and reasoning with him seemed impossible. She turned around, with her back to the large chest, that closed with a soft thud as the lid fell down. She had forgotten about Oglaf, standing about three feet from her side, and even Verialyn, not far from the entrance. She only gazed at Kroolshek, waiting for the right time for a second attack as soon as he was close enough.

 

[Cherubian]

And close he did get soon enough, his eyes still fixated on the gorgon. His heavy hands fell onto her shoulders, gripping them firmly, and with a powerful shove he tried to turn her around.

"Soon ... mistress will ... have pleasure ..."

Verialyn was watching, still bemused. That behavior was not one of a person out to kill, so she rather made sure Oglaf did not try anything silly, while she commented "You need any help?".

 

[Belinda35]

Phyliss didn't hear her frien, as she was focused on the slaver now. If he would have his full strength left, there was now way she would be able to break free if he griped her... As she felt his hands on her shoulders, she did not wait to check out how much he was weaked. Her snakes shot forward another time, biting him again. This should kill him at the spot... she would not worry really, but he should have been dead right away the first time. At the moment she had the feeling just anything could happen, like in a nightmare.

 

[Cherubian]

And indeed, Krolsheek yowled briefly, then grimmaced and froze. The the shaking began, his whole large body shuddering briefly, and as his massive hands were on the gorgon's shoulders by now that little seizure propagated into her, causing her to jitter in his grip as well. This lasted only a few seconds, though, and then, as quickly as it had come, it died down.

"Mistress ... needs pleasure ..." again that monotone droning voice, but the strength in the man's grip as he turned her around and started to push her upper body down onto the large chest was undeniable.

 

[Belinda35]

Phyliss did not scream, but just made a shocked yelp as her breasts touched the chest, and her snakes squirmed around. He had his full power left, and there was no way to fight him off. She was so stunned and shocked that even her deadly snakes failed that she did not even think about to call Verialyn for help. Just after she had won her self-confidence left during their victory over the slavetraders and the escape from the wargs, who almost broke her, everything was shattered again by complete failure of all her powers... she felt somehow paralyzed and passive, unclear to make any decision.

 

[Cherubian]

The former slaver was of much clearer purpose, though. Once he had her in the desired position, Krolsheek kept Phyliss down with one hand planted between her shoudler blades, as his hips began to jerk and his member clumsily started to probe for her vagina. The first attempt went way astray, his tip poking into her left buttock, but that did not stop him from trying.

 

[Belinda35]

Phyliss almost thought about screaming for help as this situation was just to freaky... she almost had the feeling that she was going to be ravished by an undead. But on the other hand, she just had been on the way to find back to her proud she had lost in the last days, and she feared she would just loose it if she paniced and screamed for Verialyn to help her. So she clenched her teeth and tried to fight him, as he wasn't harmed by her poison. But she was in a weak position...

 

[Cherubian]

On about the third attempt Krolsheek finally got lucky and his tip found the gorgon's vagial entrance, starting to slide inside. He continued to push with unrelentig pressure, his tool spreading the gorgon's inner walls as it progressed inch for inch.

"Now I bring the mistress pleasure..." he prodly exclaimed, ginning broadly, as his free hand grabbed her hip from the side and he set into powerful, rhythmic thrusts.

 

[Belinda35]

"ahhhh" Phyliss made a startled litte scream as he entered her, but he just had her in a position where she could not escape. "Get off!" she said, trying to sound like determined s she used to be for a long time, but she feared that her voice lacked the authority in her helpless situation.

 

[Cherubian]

At the sound of her voice Krolsheek suddenly froze, the ryhthmic pounding coming to a halt has his phallus rested inside her inertly. This lasted for about a second, and then indeed the big man withdrew, looseing his grip on the gorgon and taking a step back, which caused his dick to slide out of her with an audible 'plop'.

Standing there, his muscular arms dangling at his side he seemed clearly confused and unsure what to do. Only his cock was still standing up rock hard and glistening with her juices. Looking wide eyed at the gorgon still lying atop the chest he finally asked incredulously "I did something wrong? Mistress is not satisfied?"

Verialyn had to raise an eyebrow at that and displayed a surprised smile.

 

[Belinda35]

Phyliss was so puzzled that she kep lying bendover the chest for a moment. Something inside her wanted her to scream, burst into laughter or cry like a child, but she did none of that. She got up and turned around, almost feeling sorry, but uneasy at the same time.
"Say..." she said softly. "What has happened with you? What is going on in your mind?"

 

[Cherubian]

Krolsheek looked just as puzzled by her question as she was by his reaction. One could almost see the wheels turning in his head as he pondered a possible answer, but even as he did there was a certain hunger in his eyes roaming her still naked form.

"I ... do not know ..." he finally started, slowly some semblance of intelligence returning to his previously near zombified self "... but I know I have to do my utmost to please you ..."

"Maybe it has to do with what that healer did to you ..." Verialyn chimed in from the off.

 

[Belinda35]

Phyliss turned to Verilyn. "He healed my injury.... I don't really understand. What do you mean?" Maybe the healer neutralized her poison, she thought. So it didn't kill... but why did it turn the slaver in such a devote creature? She had no idea, nor did she know what to do with the two slavers. But her mind started working again.
"Whatever, we need some clothes first."

 

[Cherubian]

"No real idea myself... Maybe his healing spell reduced its effectiveness..." Verialyn speculated, rather wildly "... and so instead of flat out killing him it only did some brain damage to Krolsheek. Look, I think it's kinda cute how he is looking at you with his dick all hard."

"Oh and regarding the dresses, didn't Oglaf want to show us some?"

 

[Belinda35]

Phyliss looked at Kroolshek and almost felt sorry for him; she wouldn#T have minded much to kill him, but she had a bad feeling if he would stay in that condidtion... but there were more important things now. She started browsing the clothes to find something acceptable.
"Better grab some clothes, too, and then we get the money and some vehicle, there should be something. And then we can decide what to do with them before we get away from here."

 

[Cherubian]

Verialyn joined her friend browsing the wardrobe while keeping an eye on Oglaf to make sure he would not disappear prematurely.

Krolsheek meanwhile did as he was bidden, that is stay put. He however had a somewhat pained expression on his face and his member showed no sign of going limp.

"Mistress, please, may I service you?" he almost begged.

 

[Belinda35]

Phliss finally pulled out a long dress made from a soft, silver-grey material and some underwear. She put on the underwear and pulled over the dress; it was tight, but had the right length and fell softly and gently down to her feed. The previous owner must have had smaller breasts, as it was a bit tight there. She wasn't to happy that her assets stood out rather prominentlly, but it was the best she could do. She was happy enough to find some fitting black velour boots as well.
"Not perfect, but suitable enough to get under people again. No we need some money. She looked around and saw Kroolshek, and actual felt sorry. "Not now, dear." she said softly and gently rubbed his dick with tender fingers. "If you have to get it in somewhere, we can choose a nice slave for you.

 

[Cherubian]

Krolsheek still looked pained. "It might lessen the tension for a brief time, but I am sure it won't be nearly the same as serving you..." he finally admitted, still unmoving.

Verialyn meanwhile had picked up a short sapphire blue dress for herself. That one was definitely better suited for travelling than the ankle long stuff Phyliss seemed to be so fond of. Without bothering with underwear she slipped into it.

"Oglaf, you heard the lady, we need some funds for our travels"

 

[Belinda35]

"Well...if you insist..." Oglaf looked unhappy between Verialyn and Phyliss, and decided not to protest after reading their expressions. He pulled back a gobelin from the wall and opened slowly a cabinet in the wall, containing two heavy metal chests.Phylis watched him close, while she cuddled Kroolshek - feeling almost a bit embarrassed to pity him. She would have felt less concerned if she had just killed him - but all that magic chaos had messed things up.
"Will you check Oglaf, please?" she said to he friend, still caressing Kroolshek, hoping to calm him down.

 

[Cherubian]

Krolsheek most definitely was enjoying her embrace, readily wrapping his strong arms around the gorgon in return, and at least as important to him, start rubbing his throbbing length gently against her hip. And sort of skin contact with his new mistress, no matter what part of her body, seemed to make the former slaver a very happy man.

"All right, Oglaf..." Verialyn took a step closer to the man, and eyed him attentively. "Those chests look quite heavy. Would you have a cart or maybe even better a carriage for us?"

 

[Belinda35]

"Uh-oh. This is getting difficult. What will I do with him?" thought Phyliss.

Oglaf squirmed, but he realized that they would find what they need without him, and he was not keen of getting himself disposed.
"Allright. We have a discrete wagon that we use to deliver our.. merchandise. It is closed and very solid, yet not very fast. We have also a twoseated litter, but you need four strong men for this."

 

[Cherubian]

Not to mention that even with four strong men the litter won't be that fast either.

"What do you say?" Verialyn replied towards Phyliss "I'd suggest having a look at that discrete carriage."

 

[Belinda35]

"Yes, I agree. Will you two boys carry our chests with our money to it?" she said in a casual, but demanding tone that left no doubt she would not accept any resistance.
Dressed again, she had found some make-up utensils beside the clothes, so she would fully restore her dignity as soon they were inside that wagon.
"Do you think it will be a problem if the wagon will be recognized?"