{... how did she do that? Is she that powerful or was it a preset spell? } Ida started moving her mouth, silent sounds escaping her. When Victoria leaned over to hear her better, Ida surged forward her head colliding with Victoria's face. Ida hoped that some pain would be enough to break noblewoman's spell hold on her...
The MILF does not wake up, apparently too exhausted after last night. He is forced to let her sleep. Looking at the sky he guesses that he has a couple of hours before the next lesson. As he walks around the village he hears a couple of interesting rumors. First, members of two important noble families have arrived in the village for some reason, and they really don't get along, forcing the guards to keep them under constant watch to avoid any issues. Second, and of more interest for him, is talk about some priestesses having arrived in the village. To her surprise Lathrul slows down a bit and even lets go of her hands. He starts touching various spots on her body, apparently searching for any that feel good for her. Whenever he finds one he focuses on it for a bit, apparently trying to make her feel good. Eventually, however, the mercenary seems to near his limit as he speeds up again, fucking her pussy fast and hard. He slips a hand under her and begins teasing her clit, trying to get her off. As soon as she feels her orgasm he pulls out and shoots his load all over her butt and back. “Damn, what a great fuck you are, girl!” Lathrul lets out as he gets off her and lies on the ground next to her. “Definitely worth letting you have the necklace and most of the money!” Well, at least it seems like he intends to keep his part of the necklace deal. “Sorry, I got a little carried away.” The elf sounds rather sheepish as he says that a minute later. “It's been a while since I was with a woman – longer than I would like to admit – and I kinda lost control... sorry.” It is hard to be sure, but he at least sounds like he means what he said. (It's a spell that requires having two or more fingers in the target's butt. Such a limitation is balanced by a more powerful effect...) Victoria seems to have expected it because she easily avoids the feeble attack. “My, you just don't know when to give up, do you.” She sounds amused rather than angry. “Come, now. Just accept that this time you screwed up and learn from this. Now, again: pussy or ass?” She repeats.
"Oh shoot." Anton gasped, realizing he had too much fun with Lusserina. He returns to the inn to see if Amelia had sent him information on his next target.
Despite all her anger, Avella was made to cumming tougether with mercenary, feeling spamz of pleasure and relief fulling her body. At least he didn't finish inside her, only on her back. Paladin breath longer time, collecting her strength and stamina, to roll on her back. "If act like that with the last woman you been, that I'm not suprise that you had long break." She said still angry after treat from his side. "I should.. No, I can't lose my control. " She said and take deep breath before continuing and putting blanket on herself. "Look, Everlight teaches to forgive, but sinners must realy regret what he done and made efforts to repair what he broken." She put hand on her forehead. "Just keep your word about what we said earlier and with next partner don't push her against her will for what she doesn't agree. Or next time I will make sure that you will expirence anal with handpiece of your own sword."
Ida growled. Instead of going with what the noblewoman wanted, she spat on her and looked at her definitely.
“Excuse me.” Anton is interrupted on his way back to the inn. The person speaking to him is a young man, some sort of courier judging by the letter in his hands. “You are Anton Orcus, correct, I have a message for you, from a lady by the name of Amelia.” After handing him the letter the young courier leaves. The message is simple: Amelia wants to speak with him when he is available. “You're not the first to say that, lass. Good advice, too. Unfortunately, I am terrible at following good advice...” The elven mercenary admits with a sigh. “Good night....” He quickly falls asleep, apparently exhausted from their activities. As she lays there next to him Avella too starts feeling tired, and soon sleep claims her as well... Spoiler: Avella's Rest 1d100 = 70 Thankfully nothing happens during the night and she is able to have a good rest. The paladin wakes up in the morning, feeling ready to continue the trip back to the village. Victoria sighs, disappointed. “You have a lot to learn, girl. Sometimes you have to play along in order to get into a better position. Resisting will only get you in more trouble.” She offers her some advice, then proceeds to put a blindfold on Ida's head and a ballgag in her mouth. Next she moves her on all four and ties her in place. “Let us begin, shall we?” Victoria begins spanking Ida's butt, turning it bright red, then proceeds to fuck her ass hard, forcing her to come several times in a row, with no chance to rest. Seemingly satisfied the lady gets off the bed and Ida can hear her move around, though it is hard to guess what she might be doing – until the sound of a door opening is heard, the lady seemingly leaving the room. Some time passes before the door opens again and several people walk in. A moment later someone gets on the bed and a strap-on forces its way inside Ida's soaking wet pussy... The necromancer guesses that the lady must have brought some of her maids and now they are taking turns fucking her holes. But there's nothing she can do other than endure, as she is fucked again and again for most of the day, both of her holes getting used plenty of times... Finally, after hours of fucking, Ida is too exhausted to endure any longer. As she falls asleep she hears Victoria whisper in her ear. “Remember to thank Mistress Serenia if you get a chance to meet her...” -------------- As she sleeps Ida finds herself in a dark room, naked and alone. She's on the floor, too exhausted to move. Then a familiar figure appears before her - lady Livina Kühne. “Pussy or ass? Or both?” She asks and Ida gets the weird feeling that her answer – or lack of answer – will have consequences – and not just in this weird dream she is having... (I'm going to stop here for now - need to take a break.)
Moving inside tent, halfasleep Avella looking for her clothes and armor. As she managed to somehow get dressed, still feeling dirty after that night with Lathrul. Avella make promise to herself, that after mission she will go to the bathhouse, to get herself clean proper and take nice, relaxing bath. She then take box with amulet, thinking about coming clash with mercenaries from one of the noble involed. Avella couldn't aford to lose this item, so she will put on herself, to make sure it didn't fall out in the fight. Just when she was going to do it, she remind herself about potential curse, so she pray to Everlight, to check amulet for potential danger. Once paladin was sure, she will step outside tent and pray to Everlight, thanking for another morning in her life.
"Oh, right on time." Anton nods as he accepts the message. Figuring how he still has a few hours before work, he goes off to meet with Amelia.
Lydia jumps in with a splash and washes off the sweat, dirt, and cum covering her body through the shivers. How do I leave the statue? Go back to where I started? She lifts herself out of the pond and slowly walks back to the cabin, still limping, to collect her things.
Arthuria walks infront of them and makes eye contact with all of them. "As already mentioned I am Arthuria Pendragon, Knight of The Roundtable, send by Our Majesty and King to supervise The Development of this Town. You are Part of it and here to Protect this Place and its inhabitants from Threats of any Kind. Let me say this at The beginning: Your Backgrounds dont matter. I will treat everyone equaly, wether You are a Mercenary or Recruit. If You give Me Trouble, You will find Yourself on The way Out of This Town faster than You can apologize, is that clear?"
Exhausted, Ida lay on the bed. Her lone eye travelled to look at the shiueltte of her mistress... was she dreaming? Was it a vision? ... Ida, could not tell. ... The words of Victoria had such a different meaning on the lips of her mistress... What would she choose... the woman, Victoria... has gone too far. She would have her vengeance. She would break the slut, she would ride her mouth and put her tongue to good use, abuse her pussy until it became oversensitive, fuck her ass until she came as easily from it as from her pussy... and then, she would break her. She would not be satisfied until the woman became a complete sub ready to follow any order Ida gave her. Only then, she would eternally bind the bitch as her servant. Her eye concentrated on Lady Livinia. That... was her answer, even if she was too weak to give the answer. Her eyes closed and Ida passed out.
"I suppose that was something of a dumb question." Mylea giggles. "Sorry - I'm just curi- oh, I hear it too. It was nice meeting you properly, Cerifera." She smiles, before getting into position to look at the newcomer, while casting a spell to have the forest obscure her as she watches.
"Yeah, i'll meet you there...in the morning?" Ganith shrugs towards Asuka then watches her and regards the view once again as she leaves. Once she's gone, he makes his way back to the potion shop to speak with Irina. He lifts the basket of herbs onto the counter and set them down. "I'm pretty sure that I did. The one was pretty hard to find, but the others weren't that bad."
Thankfully the necklace is not cursed, though it also does not seem to offer any benefits to her. Soon Marda and Lathrul join her outside, the elf acting as if nothing happened last night, and the three of them break camp. A few hours later they reach the lumber camp and from there head toward the village. Spoiler: Encounter 1d100 = 26 Spoiler: Stealth 1d100 = 68 As the trio approaches the bridge leading into the village they notice a couple of House Rexvanus guards standing close by and talking quietly. So far they seem to have not noticed Avella and her companions. “Crap, they have guards here too.” Lathrul curses as he observes the pair from afar. “Fighting them is a bad idea, but we could try to distract them and slip by unnoticed, or we could wait until they go back... I can't think of any other options. Does either of you have any ideas?” The trip to the inn is quick and boring, and soon he finds himself back inside Amelia's room. “You got my message? Good. I hope you haven't changed your mind about the issue we talked about last time?” She asks him, wanting to make sure. Her things are where she left them, waiting for her. As she wonders about leaving she realizes that so far she has seen nothing that would allow her to leave. Hopefully there's something up ahead, down the new path... “Yes, ser, understood!” Eric and Iris reply as one, followed a moment later by all the other recruits. Then everyone waits for the training to begin. Some time later Ida wakes up, laying on the bed, still naked. Vitoria, now clothed, is nearby and seems... worried about her? “Awake at last, I see. Good.” The blonde sounds relieved. “Learn when to play along and when to stand your ground. If I had followed your example, I would be dead now, if not worse.” And with that bit of wisdom the noblewoman leaves the room, leaving Ida alone. Spoiler: Spell 1d100 = 51 Nature Magic: +20 Total: 71 Soon a young man in plane clothes comes into view, with a satchel on one side and holding a stick almost as tall as he is. He keeps looking around, as if afraid someone might be spying on him, but fails to notice Mylea thanks to her spell. Once he is certain he is alone the young man makes his way to the river bank, first to the plants she found earlier, then to another group of plants further down the river. Both times he nods to himself, apparently satisfied, then starts heading back to the forest, making sure to cover his tracks. It seems he is planning to head back to the village. Irina checks the contents of the basket, then looks at him and nods. “That's perfect, thank you! Wait here, I'll be right back!” Taking the basket she heads to the back of the shop, vanishing from his sight for a few moments before coming back carrying a small pouch. “Here are the money I promised you.” She hands him the pouch. Looking inside he finds the full amount he was promised. “And this...” she takes a potion full of a green liquid and puts it on the counter in front of him, “is a small bonus, as thanks for getting everything. It will cure you of the most common poisons.” She smiles at him.
Avella wasn't too much surprised that passage was watched. "I have two ideas. Marda, you are druid, so do you know how to polymorphic yourself into bird or fish? You could smuggle amulet by yourself." She said knowing that polymorphism is possible for high ranks of druids. "Or if you are not able to do that, I will try to talk our way out of searching. I know ways to convince people to do what I want, without their knowledge."
"Hoho, as long as you haven't thought about changing the terms of our deal. No, I'm still quite eager to try and persuading a priestess." Anton replied with a confident, and perverse chuckle.
Ida slowly turned to the other side, a vicious scowl forming on her face. The fucking bitch giving her advice when she clearly failed to realise her own mistake! Because Ida was on warpath - she was going to have the slut fucked by zombies for days, then she will rip her soul out of her body and torment her, before finally binding her soul to a strap-on so she could feel all her holes abused each time the strap-on was used! Slowly, Ida got up. She put on her clothes and returned to her carriage - she swore to have her vengeance on this noblewoman. Once she arrived, she took the rest of the day to rest and regenerate.
"Thank you." Ganith put his reward away and examines the potion maker again. He knew it would be difficult. Married women always were. He knew her husband would be back soon, if he wasn't already, and who knows where her daughter is. However, he has to try. It's in his nature. Ganith loves nothing more than to bed women of all sizes and shapes(as long as they were intelligent and an adult). So it is no surprise to him that he decides to be a bit suggestive. "Is there anything else you desire before I leave? I'm sure with your husband gone all day that it gets pretty lonely here by yourself and there's certain things that I wouldn't mind doing for free."
Damned mages. Never can make things simple. She redresses and heads down the other path towards the camp with a group of women in the open. I'm comin' back to kill that elf bitch. She fumes. And see how she likes her own medicine.
"Allright i want each of You Pick a Partner and Take a Sparring Sword and try to disarm one another while The Others watch." Arthuria says to The Group
