Seeing his elder sister distraught like this was easily the most surprising and worrying thing he had ever seen. Varrin had never seen Isabella so distraught before. Thus he remained quiet and let her work while kept an eye out for any potential danger. The young man sighed after hearing Isabella's words. “Well, I guess there's nothing more we can do right now. Take whatever you need and let's go back, before something else happens.” He sighed again and tried not to let his worry overwhelm him – that would help no one, least of all Madeline.
{don't worry, the game' fun} Lutz took note of the road. It was risky if they run into smugglers, but it was a safer road. Hearing maid's question, for a moment Lutz was tempted to deny. To ask her if he should stop, to threaten her to tell smugglers she told about the secret passage. To watch her desperation mix with pleasure on her face. To break her. But, he did not. There was no need to make the woman enemy or leave her broken - it was dangerous to do so. So instead he answered - "Of course." and put a coin on the table. It wasn't much for him, but it was much for an inn maid. "Now, why don't you use that mouth of yours for entertainment?" He asked as he gave her nipple another squeeze, before bringing the woman to her knees.
Feeling cum splatter on her face, and fill her womb. Mirellia shuddered. But as Cleaver began to pet her, memories of her time with Gustav resurfaced. Causing her body to act, unconsciously cleaning the dwarf's massive cock with her mouth. Cleaver would feel her skills, which put all the expensive prostitutes he's hired to shame. And with a big gulp, the sexy milf began breathing deeply. "W-will that be... all?" She asked as she remained on her knees.
"Y..yemmm." She moaned out some kind of reply caught between reacting to him toying with her body and her mouth still full of the thick cock that could barely fit around. It had the combination of causing a shudder down her spine as she felt herself ready to cum again just from sucking some criminal off. As she let his cock gradually slide out of her mouth with a wet pop, she brought her face back into the shaft to kiss it, giving it a few playful strokes as she caught her breath, but keeping him tensed and ready for her to resume. Now for the bait. "I'm glad my first customer is a man like you. I almost feel guilty needing to take your money. Especially when you're so good at doing....that." Giving his shaft another slow, long, sensual lick , she looked up as she felt the tug on her nipples force a burning hot flush in her face. "It almost makes me want to make you buy my debt so you can take me home with you." Idly asking the question, she opened her lips again to let her tongue swirl around the cockhead and use the sensation to distract him as she quietly brought her other arm to his waist for support as she began to quietly feel for anything small enough of his personal belonging's he wouldn't notice missing she could use for divination later. Fearing he might take notice of what she was doing, she redoubled her efforts, without any prompting bringing her head completely down onto his length until her lips were touching the base and held herself there, feeling the dizzying sensation of losing air fast, but knowing it would be effective to keep him distracted.
Isabella nods, head lowered. She performs some sort of spell, before letting Varrin know that they can leave. She's silent as they return to the horses, sighing as she sees Madeline's mount without a rider. "This is all my fault, Varrin."
Knees weak from the stimulation, the maid easily sinks down into a kneeling position. Fishing out his cock, she feels her warm, wet mouth around his length as she begins to take his cock inside, her tongue lashing around his cockhead to provide constant stimulation.
Ashton takes a hold of her hair and pulls his mother back. "Enough. Don't forget who owns you, whore." Cleaver grins, his cock now clean thanks to her efforts. "Yes, lass, that's more." He looks at Ashton. "Seriously, kid, if you ever think of selling her..." The dwarf heads to go put his clothes on. "I'll have my men send the money straight away." The dwarf, now dressed, leaves Ashton and his mother alone.
Varrin shook his head. “No, it's not. We had no way to know the riders would appear when they did. Things were going mostly fine before that. So don't blame yourself for something that was out of your control, Issie.” He said softly, trying to help his sister overcome her self doubts. Isabella blaming herself would not bring Madeline back.
Waldemar leans his head back, moaning, as she fumbles through his bag, trying to find something of useful. Her hand clasps a blade, but she guesses that it probably would be missed, and she has to spend more time digging deeper. "F-Fuck...girl... I wouldn't mind having you at home with me. You're in debt? How much?" His eyes are closed as he enjoys the feeling of being deep throated.
Isabella fails to respond, and the trip back to the castle occurs in silence, unless Varrin chooses to say something more. As they return, Isabella storms up to her laboratory, while Varrin is met by Angelica, who spotted them arriving without Madeline. "Varrin? Where's your sister? You haven't let her go around drinking and being chatted up by strange men unchaperoned, have you?" She grins.
Cursing at not being able to find something safe to steal, she pulls out of his pocket to properly support his waist as she breathes again, left gasping for breath. “I don’t know the number. You’d have to work it out with my husband. He’s the idiot who put me in this mess.” She knew that Samuel would catch on quick that she had to change plans slightly to safely track the vault, if it came to that. “But might be a little soon. At least visit me a lot. I’ll be looking forward to it.” She sucks more vigorously, a little surprised at his stamina and not already having caved like her husband, opening the back of throat expectingly for him to fire. At the same time, she resorts to the closest backup plan she could think of which is to grab some of his hair. And the easiest place to grab would be... Aiming to play it off as inexperience trying to impress him, she pushed deeper, while her fingers on his waist snuck around to his crotch to slightly tug at the hair to pull one, hoping her blowjob could still keep him too preoccupied to really hurt that badly.
Varrin chose to leave Isabella alone for the moment – she likely needed some time to herself - and so the return trip was in silence, the only sounds coming from the horses and the surroundings. Once back at the castle Isabella immediately stormed up to her laboratory. Varrin sighed and watched her leave, hoping that she would come up with a way to save – or at least find – Madeline. Then he sighed again when his mother approached. “I wish that were the case, mother, but alas, it's not. Let's go have a seat somewhere where we won't be disturbed and I will explain what happened.” He let out a third sigh, his expression grim.
"Mmh." Muffling a moan as she was yanked back, Mirellia continued to breath deeply. Cum dripping down her chin, onto the tops of her breasts. While her pussy leaked out her juices mixed with her son's seed. And as they were left alone, the sexy milf sighed. "So... the deal is done." She said in a soft tone, as she slowly regained her bearings.
Verena signals Matthias to wait inside before she walks out to The two mysterious Individuals. "You two don't fit in here....What brings You here?" She musters them both with her eyes.
'Ceádmil, Vatt'ghern. I am Ard Gynvael aep Coran and this is Abigail,' Ard nodded to the red-haired witcher and pointed to his companion, 'We are here looking for signs of the Wild Hunt and a woman in Vizima told us you had a close encounter with them, she even claimed you made a deal with them. I do not suppose you could help us seek them out?'
Verena frowns "Who told You I encountered The Wild Hunt? That's not exactly common knowledge. Who is this Women?"
Ard smiled, 'Ever heard of dream divination or oneiromancy? She is a sorceress with an especially strong talent in it.'
"Cant say I have heard of it. Pretty creepy though...And then they wonder why they are Hunted and Burned on a Pillar." She shooks her head "I encountered The Wild Hunt Yes. They threatened a Innocent and we came to a Understanding. But why are You interested in them?"
'Call it an academic interest,' Ard started, 'There are so many tales and superstitions about them, I would like to investigate the truth for myself first hand.' He paused, 'Most people call them spirits or wraiths, some ill omen of war to come. You have met and seen them, would you say they are spirits?'
"They are no Spirits. They are Warriors and Arcanes. It was not The First Time I encountered them, and I saw The Massakers they create Firsthand. I advise You to satisfy Your curiosity by reading Books and Scrolls. Searching for them means certain Death."
