The monk took in her naked body, smiling as he did, 'You are a rare beauty, Sarva.' He scooped up some water and let it cascade over her shoulders, before he started to rub her skin, 'You look really cute in that maid's dress, you know?'
"Oh, I see." Allune nodded before continuing, "Then I'll get right to the point. I would like to report about an incident in one of the nearby towns. It seems like two brothers, both brothel owners are having a feud. And their men were brawling out in the open. We would have liked to intervene, but since we're simply guests here. I thought it would be best if we informed you instead."
"And here I thought I would need to hang another one." Arne shook his head. "Drop her on one of the beds. Then you can join us." He waved his hand and returned to prisoners. He looked at Lucie, to see if she was ready to cooperate.
She smirks as he touches her, her own hands rubbing his chest. "When'd you become such a smooth talker?"
'I'm not, really,' Angelo chuckled, as she ran her fingers through his wet chest hair. He gently scrubbed down Sarva's shoulders and back, giving a smile, 'I can only talk to people like this if I'm comfortable around them and know them well already. I mean, there's little left to hide or get flustered about between us after what we've been through and have done together, don't you think?'
Ophelia frowned as she listened to the blonde. “I see... well, this won't do. Looks like I'll need to visit the town tomorrow, unless something more urgent comes up. Which town is it?” The noblewoman asked, since the blonde had not specified. “In any case thank you for bringing this issue to my attention. Is there anything else you need from me? Anything I can do for you?” She asked as she smiled at the blonde.
@Tjf "Er... it was a trade town." Allune blurted out since they didn't really look at the town's name. But she tries her best at describing the road they took, and how the place looked. Along with the direction they rode in.
"Dear Ursula - witch and heretic. I will consider your pleas - if you do everything that is in your power to please." He motioned the former duchess. "Use her to your heart's content." Of course, Arne had no intention of spearing her. He turned to Lucie and pulled her, making the edge of wooden horse push into her. "Ready to be more cooperative?" He asked moaning woman. "I am not going to lie - you are going to hang. But before your trip to hell - you might enjoy yourself. So, how will it be?"
She grins. "I'm glad I number amongst the people you trust. I know you probably wouldn't have expected succubi to be in that list when you were in the monastery."
Louise bows her head. "Thank you for your generosity, master." She grabs Ursula and begins to drag her. Lucie, atop the wooden horse, screams. "F-F-, ugh!" Tears run down her face. "Fuck y-you." She gives him an angry look that gets replaced by mixed pain and ecstasy.
He begins saddling his horse. As the squire gets ready, one of the Russian knights resident in the castle approaches Mszczuj. "Excuse me, my name is Kuril, a man at arms for Lady Miroslava's brother." Mszczuj can understand the man, though his accent is thick. He sees that the Russian has a deep cut over his eye that has only recently been mended. "I went out a little earlier with a few men from the garrison. We were ambushed by demons, and lost a fair few men. I'd advise caution."
Arne smirked. "If that is what you want... but first, you have some other fucking to do." Arne picked up a whip. Crack! Lucie buckled as the whip landed on her ass. But by doing so, she moved her pussy along the edge of the wooden horse, grinding it against it. "Hm!" Her eyes widen as she felt not only pain on her ass, but also her pussy. Right after the pain, she felt, her body was assaulted by pleasure. The weight tied to her nipples didn't help. Luise looked at Inquisitor, her eyes tearing, her body trembling, her sex juices flowing down the torture device. Arne could easily see, she was about to reach a breaking point. He smirked cruelly as he moved his hand again. Crack! "Ahhh!" Lucie arched as whip landed on her back, her pussy squirting, pushing into the wooden edge, her tits jumping making the weights swing, her eyes rolling back, her saliva dripping on her bust. It wasn't enough for Arne, he wouldn't stop until the woman started begging. Crack!
Lucie slumps over weakly, nearly falling from the horse entirely. Limply, head lolling, she looks up at him. "M-Mercy...Please...have..."
Crack! Lucie buckles again, as whip lands on her tits. "Mercy? I gave you a chance to repent, but you spit on it." Crack! "Ah!" Lucie arched as her body started cumming again. As the widow continued mumbling incoherently and shaking from waves of pleasure rocking her body, Arne grabbed and pulled, so her eyes were in level of his. "Now, demon's whore. You will have to give me a reason to show you any mercy."
Mszczuj look at Russian. "What a confidence, one of my men is also Dobron. So you said you were attacked? Where egzacly?"
"Out on the road leading west, along a forest path." (Sorry, he's named Kuril, not Dobron. I was scatterbrained and mixed the two of them up.)
“Ah, that town,” Ophelia nodded, “I visited it not that long ago. Back then I did not notice any trouble, but maybe I was just lucky to miss it, or maybe it is a recent development. Either way, I'll look into it when I get the chance. Thank you again for bringing this to my attention, Allune.” Ophelia gave a grateful smile to the busty blonde. @asddas193
