Seeing the dagger, Mirellia could only bow her head, "Thank you." She said as she remained shackled on the king's bed. She figured it would make an incredible family heirloom next to her Gwyhyr, since she doubts that she'll be needing to fight battles, outside of some duels in the coming days.
"I don't know if they'd abandon their posts." Aelle says. "They might do something, but wouldn't move far away."
Auberon slides the blade tip up under her chin, before putting it on the pillow. "Oh, and I suppose I might have promised you to a few of my friends. If you're not interested, just get up and leave." He chuckles, knowing she's still shackled. "Here's the payment in advance." He pours a purse of gold coins over her, a fortune in her own world, but evidently a trifle for the elf. Mirellia awakens the next morning, bonds released, covered in the seed of at least a dozen elves after the king invited his court into the room. Next to her is the dagger, and the gold is scattered around the sheets and floor. Looking around, she sees she's alone in the room.
For a moment, Lutz considered his options. As he looked at the women's clothing, and their stances, he considered it possible... "Do you know a spell that would knock them out?" He asked the sorceress... wondering why Sophie did not take voice in the matter.
She nods. "But anyone in eyesight would notice, so they'd have to be somewhere private for it to work, if we don't want to alert the whole place."
Lutz thinks for a moment. "Would you be able to convince them to have a go at me or your slave." He looks at Sophie. "Inside the library?" They would not technically be leaving their guard of the library."
Still bound, Mirellia had no reason to deny more pleasure. Which made the night into one sex fueled haze... "Mhh." She moans as she wakes up, covered in a dozen elves' dried cum. The sexy milf decides to clean herself up, leaving her cum drenched lingerie in the king's bed. She wears nothing but her dress, which thankfully remained clean. Mirellia then collects her reward, before heading to her own designated room to store her reward. After that, if no one approaches her, she heads to the dining hall to eat.
"I-I don't know." Aelle looks nervous, but steels herself and heads up to the guards. Lutz sees her point at Sophie and himself, before the redheaded guard gives a lascivious smirk, and Aelle beckons for him to bring the woman, before she and the guards head inside the library, a huge chamber with books lining the walls and artifacts on display pedestals. Aelle and the guards enter a side room, some sort of scriptorium, awaiting the big man and his 'slave'.
She finds the dining hall nearly empty, most people sleeping off hangovers after last night's feast. As a servant brings her a plate of fresh food, an elf in robes approaches. "Miss...Mirellia?" He looks at a piece of paper to confirm the name. "I've been assigned as your navigator."
Lutz pulls the rope, dragging Sophie behind him. When they enter the side room, he closes the door behind him. This was a perfect setting. He walks to the guards and Aelle, dragging roughly Sophie behind, nodding to them, but staying silent.
"Hmm. Despite their hatred for humans, they still act very similar... specially during, and after parties." Mirellia said under her breath, before a servant approaches with her food. Which she gracefully eats, until another elf approaches her, "Yes, I am she." She replied, "Navigator? So you're the one that will take me back to my world?" She asked in return, still unused to dimension hopping.
The two guards grin and move to Sophia, each sliding a dress strap from her shoulders, allowing her torn gown to expose her nakedness. "Mmmh, I like a good round ears. So buxom and obedient." The blonde guard grins, reaching between the woman's legs and provoking a moan. The redhead looks at Lutz. "You're the one that broke her in? Well done." She smirks as Sophia lets out another moan.
The navigator nods. "I can take you back, indeed, to within a half mile of an area you specify, for example, the city it's located in." His voice is prim and proper, unlike the raucous lot who used her last night.
"That's understandable. There'll be mass panic if one of those portals open in a crowded area." Mirellia nods, and quickly finishes her meal. "Right, let me just retrieve my belongings. Then we can go." She said as she hurriedly goes to her room, though if anyone was looking at her breasts, they'd notice how much more it jiggled, due to her braless state. And if no one interrupts her, she asks to be teleported as close possible to Gunther's residence in Novigrad.
"Feel free to abuse her. She was trained to take it." He then looks at Sophie. "You better take it, or you will be disciplined." As the two guards toy with Sophie, he whispered to Aelle, making sure that the two aren't heard. "I will take care of blond, you concentrate on knocking out the red. On my signal." He stands next to the blond. "You like round ears?" He asks, his body hulking over her. "Or obedient is what turns you on?"
Mirellia is taken into a bare stone room, and after a few moments of preparation, a portal is opened up. There's a sense of trepidation as she steps through, since she has nothing but her host's word to indicate that the portal actually leads where they say it does, but she's able to calm herself with the logic that if the elves meant her harm, they'd have done it already. Stepping through the portal, she feels less disoriented than last time, and exits out onto the streets of Novigrad, the architecture instantly recognisable to her. There are more eyes on her than usual as she makes her way through the streets, and a few thugs follow her for a while, but she loses them and looks up to see Gunther's mansion. To the side, she spots Caster in the stables, brushing one of the horses.
Mirellia lets out a relieved sigh as she noticed the familiar architecture of her own world. But due to her underwearless state, and the wealth she had in her hands. The sexy milf quickly made her way to Gunther's home, which in turn caused her breasts to jiggle even more underneath her dress. Thankfully she made it back in one piece, without losing anything she carried. "Haah... I'm home." She said as she heads on inside, shuddering as she recalled what's to come. While also a little downhearted that she couldn't spend some time with Gustav.
Aelle nods, as Sophia cries out, the guards getting rougher. The blonde guard chuckles. "I find that human women tend to be made obedient pretty quickly." She begins to spank the noblewoman.
Hearing his mistress' voice, Caster rushes over to Mirellia, helping her inside. A few hours later, after she's been given an opportunity to bathe, rest and recover from her adventure, welcomed warmly by her son and father in law, both of them glad to see her after fearing the worst. After what seems like an eternity of pampering, she hears a knock on her door, and sees Ashton, Gunther and Caster looking down at her. Silently, Gunther hands her a collar, the metal rimmed with gold, and bearing her name inscribed on it. "Do you remember what we talked about, my dear? Our plan for your future? It's time for you to decide. If you accept, all you need to do is put on that collar." His words are gentle, but Mirellia is under no confusion about their sincerity. This choice will determine the rest of her life, and whether she spends it free, or as a sex toy for her lustful son and father in law.
