"Hehe. Sleep tight, Ojou-chan." Mori grins as Helga goes down, though a little surprised to see Laura was still awake. Or, at least barely fighting off the effects. "Don't worry, just a little night cap to help her sleep." He said with a grin, as he moves toward Laura. "As for you though. You can scream if you want, but I can't guarantee what'll happen to Helga-chan if you do." He grins, "Now, why don't you take another drink?" Mori offers her, her spiked glass. But knowing she'll resist, he drinks it himself, holding the drugged juice in his mouth. He then grabs her hair, forcing her to look up, before he leans forward. Taking her lips, before letting the juice in his mouth flood into her, forcing her to swallow by suddenly pinching her erect nipple.
The crosses do nothing, the figure continuing to stride forward, and Beatrice sees that her only way out is around it. "You..." The creature answers.
Natasha give him smile. "Well I was looking for the bathroom and I-" She suddenly push away his rilfe by one hand and othe strike fast into his throat, just on the combat training. (I hope for citical failure she didn't get killed if that happen)
Spoiler: Combat Roll D100: 62+10 (Drugged Opponent)-10 (Out of Shape)=62 (Pass) "Bastard! I knew I shouldn't have-mmph!" She cries out as he kisses her, balling her hand into a fist and sending three hard punches into Mori's jaw. Her technique is good, and the punches certainly hurt, but she fails to stop the drug, and slumps down to the floor, unconscious as her friend.
Spoiler: Combat Roll D100: 57+20 (Commando)=77 Thinking that she's just a tourist, the guard is unprepared for the hard strike to his throat. He falls down, clutching his neck, and letting go of the gun. Natasha hears the sound of footsteps getting closer.
"Ow, ow, ow, damn yankee." Mori grunts, gently placing her on the table as he rubs his jaw. "Urgh. Right. They'll be asleep for about an hour, maybe less for Laura, since she has some resistance. "Hmm." Mori then thinks of how to proceed, and knowing he has some time, he looks for a nearby room to move the girls to.
Looking around, he finds a few rooms that could work. A bedroom, a bathroom, and a basement downstairs.
"Why? What for?" She asks as she moves around the plinth, keeping it between the creature and herself. Hopefully, she will manage to escape once she faces the exit. During her time with the cult, she saw various summoning of infernal creatures. She shuddered as some of the required sacrifices - some paid in lives. Some were fucked to insanity. She shivered as she remembered being used in one of such rituals. She - along with four other teachers were naked with their hands tied above their heads to the ceiling. Then they were fucked by numerous males and females as the light from the magic circle started lighting... she had visions then... of demons taking her and others... She woke up in hospital a week later. Two of her companions were not that lucky. She doesn't know what happened then, but it changed her, somehow. She did not know what the creature wanted, but she preferred not to spend too much time in its company.
Natasha grab uncousious guard and drag him inside tent, locking enter to be not visible. She made sure her opponet is knocked down, and wait what other guards do. Did they find her or not?
"So much finer than the heathens I tasted in the Holy Land..." The creature inside the armor reaches out to grab hold of her. "You seek her? You seek Anai?"
Seeing they had a basement, Mori moves the two girls down there. He then retrieves his bag of goodies. Then for a start, he finds a pole to handcuff Laura to, locking her hands behind her back, and placing a ball gag into her mouth. He then grabs a vibrating ball, and a dildo. Applying a fresh coat of the liquid aphrodisiac, he sticks the dildo inside of her pussy, and tapes the ball to her clit. He then moves to Helga, knowing she'll be knocked out for a longer time, he licks his lips, stripping off her blouse and skirt, eager to see what sort of underwear the pure maiden was wearing.
Spoiler: Stealth Roll D100: 90 (Crit) Natasha is kind of amazed that she got away with it, to be perfectly honest. Heading with the guard into a tent, she nestles herself next to the entrance, before a guard enters, pointing his gun around. Then, not seeing her, he turns around, calling out the unconscious guard's name. From the sound of it, they're not alarmed, just wondering where their fellow guard is.
Beatrice was about to make a run for it, but paused at the creature's words. "Yes..." She said as she kept out of the creature's reach. Wait, was it the templar? How was he still around? "You know of her? You know where the city of Seth is?" She asked, forgetting for a moment about danger. She quickly recovered out of that moment of stupidity and made sure to keep her distance... but maybe the creature - the templar would give her some clues...
Slipping the dildo inside Laura is easy, given that she's not wearing underwear. The brunette moans, but doesn't stir yet. Stripping Helga, Mori finds that though the Nordic beauty isn't wearing the sexiest pair he's ever seen, her underwear is far from the ugly granny panties he was half expecting.
"Heh...Heh... I've seen her. Been to the city..." The armour doesn't stop its approach. "Does that interest you? Your curiosity? Your greed?"
Mmm, she's good... If she's as good when awake I might just keep her permanently... Miriam focused on not making any noise as her sleeping partner tongued her wet pussy. It did not take long for Miriam to reach her peak, Melinda's tongue doing a great job at pleasuring her, and her body shook from the orgasm as juices flowed in the sleeping woman's mouth. After taking a few moments to catch her breath Miriam carefully got off the bed and returned to her own. After quickly putting her bra and panties back on she once more slipped under the covers and lied on her side, looking at the still-sleeping woman. Thanks, Mel, sweet dreams. She thought as she went to sleep for real this time. While sleep slowly claimed her she fantasized about dominating her “boss” and turning her into an obedient slut.
The next morning, Miriam awakens about the same time as Melinda, watching with amusement as the woman licks her lips, unaware of what the taste is. "Morning, Miri." She says. "Weird dream last night... Anyway, let's get some breakfast and then head to the tomb nice and early!"
Natash free her breath of rielief, that was realy close one for her. From all of this, she didn't ewen managed to look around tent where she drag the guard. She remove his belt and tied his hands behind him, also she take ammo of his rifle to not let him shoot, just in cause. She look at tent where she is and listen to the voices and sounds, trying to find out best moment to look around.
"Yess..." She answered throatily. The knowledge was here, on the tips of her lips. The knowledge she desired for such a long time... "Tell me about it..." Beatrice paused as she came to decision. "Tell me about it and swear to let me go in peace." She said as she bit her lip, stepping from heel to heel as she continued to step back. "And I will eagerly pay for that info in pleasure." She gave her offer. Way did the crusader not react to her bondage? Or her state of nakedness? She couldn't stop wondering. Escape was still on her mind.
“Good morning, Mel. And you too? I had a weird dream myself. What was yours about?” Miriam inquired, acting like nothing had happened last night. “Breakfast sounds good, let's do that. I look forward to what we will find today!” She added, clearly excited.
