Spoiler: Luck Roll D100: 31 Catrina nods, preparing her magical abilities - albeit abilities weakened thanks to her being tamed by a mortal - while the other two look slightly nonplussed since combat is far from their strong suit. As Zendak prepares, he gazes into the darkness below, in the elven tomb, but sees nothing. Nothing approaches. After a while, though, he begins to hear...something...reverberate off the stone of the walls. It almost sounds like...a woman moaning? No, no... More than one.
Claudia considered her options. He looks like her potential allies who works for baron so she shouldn’t feel treated by him. But he might want to claimed reward for himself and she wasn’t in position to resist him, since he was full armed and dressed in plate armor so killing him would be very dangerous. Nah, better for Claudia to state her business. She hit wall with hilt of her sword and show herself. „They are dead, all of them”. Claudia leaned sword on her shoulder. „Macek was a challenge but I take him down clearly. I assume that you are in service of local baron, client of this mission”? She keeps her distance, with wet hair down on her shoulder.
"I have the honor of being in his lordship's service, yes." The armored man's voice sounds, muffled by his helmet. He raises his visor, and she sees a surprisingly youthful looking face of a man with high cheekbones and clear skin. "It's good that Macek is finally dead. He was causing so many problems in his lordship's demesne. In fact, his lordship sent me to find you. He wishes to invite you to a feast." He explains, sounding less intimidating now.
Claudia smiles to young knight. That sounds good for her, she misses feast and dancing. „I’m glad to be invited and I accept it. Just one detail”. Claudia go to corpse of Macek and lie it in position neck on the wooden block. She swings her sword and cuts off his head. „As proofs of my deeds” She winks seductively to knight and put head in woollen bag, which quickly get red from blood. „Let’s lead the way, sir”.
Eran added a second finger in Luthiel's butt as he continued fucking her tight pussy. Almost there... It did not take long for the dark-skinned beauty to reach her peak and climax, her pussy clamping down on his cock like a vise as her body was shaken by her orgasm. It took all of Eran's willpower to not shoot his load inside her, barely managing to resist cumming himself. He kept thrusting for a bit longer, before finally stopping and giving her a few moments of rest. Eran pulled his fingers out of Luthiel's butt, then slowly puled out of her pussy and, using both hands, positioned her so that the head of his hard cock was pressed against her back door. Licking his lips in anticipation, he began slowly forcing his manhood inside, and at the same time began pulling her down. Slowly but surely her back door yielded to him and the dark-skinned beauty's ass was impaled on his hard cock...
"Ho~" Zendak hummed lightly as he walked o the wall and put his hand on it, trying to get a feel of the ghost... No, ghosts. It looked like he would have a nice catch~
"Money? Do you think I have a need for your shiny trinkets?" His hand slid up her breast, reaching for her exposed neck and pinned her harder against the mattress. "All I need is you under my thumb..." His thumb pressed against her lips, forcing itself inside while elf rubbed his throbbing shaft against her cervix, making her stomach bulge out as he nudged her throughout her own orgasm, dragging her off her peak down a set of scorching hot steps that were her own body twitching from the overstimulation. Once he couldn't keep her trashing about in bliss, he slammed himself harder against her insides, finally finishing as well, cum flooding her womb.
"Oh, I'm sure that's not necessary, I can vouch- Oh..." The blade carves through flesh muscle and bone with a spray of gore that sends the young man reeling back slightly, frowning but saying nothing. He leads her out of the old elven ruins and up the road Claudia travelled with the dwarf, where a warhorse stands patiently. "Please, feel free to secure your...trophy...by my saddle bags. May I?" He holds out a hand to help her up, after she's tied the sack.
"H-Hngh... T-Trying to get in my ass without, ooh, permission? I oughta..." Luthiel's voice, huskier and more feminine than before, is silenced as Elbereth kisses her lips, the words replaced by a muffled gasp as Eran feels her insides. Luthiel shudders for a moment as the sizable invader rearranges her insides, eventually beginning to bounce slightly. He feels her warmth, smells her sweat, and delights in the melodic sound of her moans as the warrior woman begins to relax, let go and immerse herself in the pleasure. Eran sees Elbereth's face dip down out of view, at which point Luthiel shakes with another small orgasm, and Eran feels a tongue sliding along his sack and pressing against his swollen orbs.
As Zendak reaches out with his senses, he discovers something he wasn't expecting, not in a thousand years. There are ghosts down there certainly, male and female, their souls weakened and far from whole. But there's a warmth inside that burns bright, tantalising his sixth sense, too warm to belong to any undead. His eyes widen as he realises there's a living person down there, in the depths of the ancient tomb.
"Yes! Yes! I-I'll be yooouurrss!" The noblewoman thrashes as she cums, the feeling of his seed defiling her womb enough to set her off and drive her to a powerful orgasm, shame and helplessness combining to make the experience so terrifyingly potent for her. The elf marks her as his, flooding her as he collapses hard atop her well used frame.
Claudia takes her equipment and attaches them to saddle as well, to not lose anything valuable for herself. „With pleasure sir”. Claudia accepted offered hand and get on the horse, right behind knight, holding to himself tightly. She lean on his shoulder shoulders, feeling cold from his armor and cool wind making her shivering from wet hair. „I hope we would have chance to getting known each better sir”. Claudia move lips near knight ear. „In our journey, on the lord’s feast and night after sir”. She said hoping that he won’t disappoint her and he will be dominant. Or even freakier than her, who knows?
He yanks his member out of her cunt, letting his cum flow out of her while painting her chest with the rest of his seed. "Your kind is so amusing. You'd think females care more about their womb, but you are no better than the couple of young males I 'tamed' in the past." The elf looks over his new prize and then rolls her onto her chest, using the length of rope that he had left to hogtie the redhead before laying down next to her. "Now we wait. Try to keep your whorish moaning to minimum..." He smirks, resting one of his hands on her cunt and slowly rubbing it, teasing her constantly while they waited.
"Ho~" He hummed as he looked around. "Well, this is a surprise~" He smiled. The presence of ghosts, multiple souls would be a boom. But the living one... Was the one cursed or a necromancer? Well, he would need to check. With his mind set, Zendar started making his way down, his new slaves scouting the area around him.
Eran let out a groan as he felt the tongue lick his balls. He tried holding on, but between Luthiel's incredibly tight ass, him being horny after fucking her pussy, and Elbereth licking his balls, it was not to be. He let out another loud groan and climaxed, shooting his hot cum deep inside the dark-skinned beauty's butt. Lost in the throes of pleasure, Eran kept instinctively thrusting. He barely noticed when Luthiel's ass camped down on his cock, the dark-skinned beauty apparently orgasming again.
"Err, I...Hope that as well." The knight stammers a little as she breathes into his ear, the constant clop of the horse's hooves sounding beneath them. They pass their way back through the barony, with the sun dipping low on the horizon as they finally arrive at a small village nestled beneath a hill, atop which lies a small keep decorated with the baron's banners. The drawbridge drops as they approach, after the knight waves up at the men on the battlements. "Here we are, madame." The knight says, riding into the busy courtyard and stopping his horse at the stables. He dismounts, and raises his hands to help her down. "Ah, so you're her, hmm?" Turning, Claudia sees a tall man in his forties with a thick dark beard, descending a flight of stairs into the courtyard. He wears a fur lined velvet garment, clearly very expensive. "I noted your name on the guild's paperwork. Are you, by any chance, one of the Cheydinall von Shamhas?" He names a territory her family used to own in their glory days, one of the richest fiefs in their demesne.
"W-What?" She groans softly under his constant stimulation. A little while before dawn, he hears the sound of hoofbeats coming up the road outside, before stopping outside the house. "You 'ere, elf? You bring our cargo?" A coarse sounding voice can be heard. The noblewoman looks at him. "You said you'd keep me..." She whispers.
Zendak's footsteps on the cold stone as he echoes in the dark. "You're very brave, or very stupid, little man..." A woman's voice sounds from deeper in the passage. "Take your little slaves and leave. This is my prize - and your only warning."
Luthiel shudders weakly, her sweat caked body rubbing against him every time he thrusts to churn the cum in her ass. "Fuck..." Luthiel pants, leaning forward.
On their journey Claudia teased a little knight, keeping whispering nice words into his ears, moving hands over his torso with excuse to keep balance. Road was shorter than she thought and soon they reached castle. „Thank you sir”. She accepted offered hand and gets out of the horse. Claudia notices men who she tools for baron or his high ranking servant. When he asks about her family, she stands proudly with head high and hand on hilt of sword. „Indeed my Lord, I am Claudia von Shamhas, third daughter of the former lord of these lands. And you are”?
