Serpent's Tooth

"Hello Phyliss darling" Verialyn exclaimed cheerfully as she drew open the carriage door and extended the hand with the bag of cosmetics inside, shaking it a little to make the contents clink against each other. "I brought you a little present."
 
"Ah, thank you." Phyliss quickly took the bag and examined the conatinments. Surely it wasn't top quality, but still decent, and well sorted, too.
"That should do." The gorgon didn't take long to restore her makeup, using some green eyeshadow that gave her a more lascivious gaze then she would have chosen on a more respectable place.
"Ready." she said, and prepared to step out, trying to put some off her snakes in front of her body, to distract from the dress that was a little to tight around her breasts.
"Do we have a room yet?"
 
"Two in fact" Verialyn held up the keys.

"So we have to decide who will share a room with whom. I am sure Krolsheek would not mind watching over your sleep from very close up."
 
Phyliss pulled a face and looked around, hoping that Kroolshek would not be in range.
"I am sure he will, but maybe this isn't the best of ideas." she said very low.
"And I recall it is quit a time ago I ate something, and I think Mr. Tendromus wasn't spoiled with good food either. Any plans about that?"
 
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"Tsk tsk" Verialyn wagged a finger at her "We are not distracting from the room distribution."
 
"You seem quite pleased about him... why don't you share a room with him?" Phyliss looked slightly annoyed now - not really mad, but she used an expression she had learned many years ago that was still decent, but determind as well.
 
"Nah, I would not want to take him away from you. Neither would he want to, I guess."

She playfully slung an arm around Tendromus shoulder. "But I find Tendromus here very sweet, maybe he'd like to spend the night in the same room as I do?"
 
Tendromus blushed. "Umm..errh... I am not that keen of sharing my room with my former slaver, certainly...but.. ummm isn't it a bit indecent...and maybe cruel to your friend..."

Phyliss didn't say a word but was scowling. Did Verialyn really belief that Kroolshek's intention was to guard her sleep? This didn't sound like a quit, peaceful night.
 
"See, why didn't i think of that?" Verialyn playfully slapped her wrist against her forehead. "Krolsheek was the man who locked Tendromus in a cage, and now you want him to share a room with him?"

Turning towards Tendromus she added "Indecent? You already saw me naked and chained to a wall. Compared to that sleeping in the same room is harmless. Unless you want to do more than sleeping..." Verialyn gave him a wink she once again turned towards her freind.

"You two figure it out. I am fine either way."
 
"Really, I can't allow that Lady Ovida must share a room with Kroolshek..." said Tendromus.

Phyliss looked stern at Verialyn. "Surely i would be mean to ask Mr. Tendromus to stay with his former slavekeeper. Maybe it woulld be best if I share the room with him. But how would I break the news to Kroolshek? It is even worse then it was before..." she thought for a moment and looked at Verialyn.
"Unless the four of us pull straws, it would be a good solution if you would seduce Kroolshek to share the room with you, darling. I am sure you could do that.
 
"Uhh, seducing Krolsheek, that will be a tough one." Verialyn commented. And sadly they were right, her sleeping in the same room as the former slaver would be the most logical arrangement. Bah, Tendromus looked sort of cute and she would not have minded...

"So what will it be, are we drawing straws, or are we going to put Krolsheek in my room right away?"
 
"Let's say, you try your luck first, and if he should be resistant, what would be very strange, all four of us will play a little game and pull straws. He went over to the horses stable, so you might go and try to convince him, and if it doesn't work, you bring him her for our little game."
 
"Actually..." Verialyn rubbed her chin "... I have the feeling the easiest and quickest way to get him to share the room with me would be if you ordered him to do so. He seems quite bound to your word so far."
 
"Sureley, I would, but don't ask why, I would feel sorry for him. So I would prefer him to be convinced."
 
"You like to torment me, do you?" Verialyn replied with a wry grin. "All right ..." She handed one of the keys to Phyliss. "Over in the stables, you say?"
 
"Quite right." said Phyliss, taking the key no. 13. "I think he should be ready by now."
The gorgon smiled as she pointed into the direction where Kroolshek went. Or was it a grin?
 
"Then I'll go and get him." Suddenly Verialyn flashed Phyliss a wide and confident grin, before turning her back towards the gorgon and striding off.

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About ten minutes later she returned, the grin even wider if that was possible, and a clearly confused Krolsheek was ambling behind her.

"All right, it is settled. Dear Krolsheek here will share the room with me."
 
"Splendid." she said. She wasn't really sad, or not sad at all, that Kroolshek wasn't focused on her anymore, or at least she hoped so, although she was curious what made him shift so fast. But she knew better then to ask, who knew what she would start with this.
"Then it's settled. You two lovebirds get no 10 and I will share my room with Mr. Tendromus, and I'll respect his wish that all will stay decent and respectable."
 
"Lovebirds?" If possible Krolsheek looked even more confused at that mention, and quite unsure of what lied ahead of him and what was expected. And he did not appear particularly happy, either.

"All right." Verialyn chimed in "It's getting late, and I need my beauty sleep." Grabbing Krolsheek by the elbow she started to guide him to their room.
 
Phyliss looked at them, as the went towards the building, before she turned to Tendromus.
"Now Mr. Tendromus, will you please show me our room." She took gently his arm, well aware that some peole over in the shops and stables stopped and gazed at her. She was used to this, and after all, there seemed to be no harm here. She had been at such places, and they wear close to be the safest she could find outside private mansions.
 
"And here it is" Verialyn proclaimed cheerfully as she guided Krolsheek into the room, closing the door behind them. The furniture was nothing fancy, but solid. Two beds, a cupboard, a table and two chairs.

"I'll take the bed by the window." she announced, stepping over without waiting for a reply and immediately getting ready for the night. Which in her case meant stripping, causing Krolsheek to watch dumbfounded.

Not much later she was under the sheets and starting to doze off, when finally the former slaver followed suit.
 
Phyliss took Tendromus arm as he lead her upstairs through the uilding towards their room. They got a lot of stares, and she heard some surprised shouts and talking, but she just had to turn her head and the people turned silent after she threw them an unamused glance.
Tendromus opened the door. The room wasn't really luxury class, but comfortable, clean and acceptable size.
"Oh." said Tendromus as he saw that there was only one bed, even if a large one.
"Don't worry." said Phyliss. "I would like to eat something before sleeping, not much, maybe just a bread. But I don't feel like going down into the hall."

Tendromus offered at once to get her something and left. She was sure he would not return right away, as he probably wanted to give her some time to get changed. He was really well mannered. She took off her dress, her boots and finally the underwear, rubbing her breasts - she would have to get a dress soon that would have more place for her assets. She was lucky to find water and utensils to wash herself and almost felt as nothing had changed in the last weeks. She was reminded as she looked for her bag and realized that she didn't had anything around, just the clothes she had worn. So she would have to sleep in the nude - but she would hide her curves under the fluffy white blanket, so no reason to worry. She climbed into the bed; finding it was soft, clean and large. She would just wrap another blanket around her body as soon as Tendromus would return with some food, so he would not feel embarrassed. She waited a moment, but he wasn't there yet, so she closed the eyes and feel asleep right away. It was just to long ago she had seen a proper bed.
 
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Slumber turned into sleep right away for the exhausted gorgon and deep did she sink into its welcoming embrace, shedding the burden of the last days. And with the sleep, inevitably, came dreams.

They were of the pleasant sort, though. Phyliss found herself in the atrium of a palace - her palace? - on a warm and sunny day, the clear blue sky above her as she rested on a lounger, all around her perfectly kept grass and a plethora of servants catering to her every whim, providing her the most exquisite food and dring, or coolant with a giant fan. She felt decidedly good.

One of the servants was particularly attentive. A picture of a man, tall, strong features, bronze skin and a chiselled muscular body glistening in the sun, all on display since he wore nothing but a loincloth. Confidently he appproached her before he sunk to his knees between her thighs, gently hiked up her light summer dress and buried his face into her soft womanhood, where his expert tongue sooon started its work. And oh yes, he was good.

The gorgon's back arched as she felt her loins heat up, the pleasure building. Moans started to slip from her lips, increasing in volume as the servant's tongue picked up pace and intensity. Louder and louder, so much so that eventually they pierced the veiul of sleep and returned her to wakefulness.

There she lay again, sweaty but happy in the dark room, barely illuminated by the moonlight shining through the two windows. Tendromus apparently had found some spare blankets and made himself comfortable on the floor across the room, snoring rhythmically.

Only the tingling between her legs, it had not stopped. Actually ... someone was still licking her there, with considerable skill. And jerking her head around she noticed how the blanket had risen into a telltale mound between her legs. Someone was under her sheets!
 
Phyliss clenched and made a frightened gasp - not that loud it would wake up Tendromus, but something that sounded like the announcement of a scream. Kroolshek - she thought - and pushed a hand below the blanket to grab him.
 
As her hand reached under the sheets and her fingers dug into what must be the unknown licker's hair, the oral ministrations stopped for a second, before they resumed.
 
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