Zendar chuckled. "I am glad that you see the advantage my method presents." He then shook his head. "For this many? Oh, you need to have either a group numerous enough to work at all at the same time, or have devices/spells prepared that would work on them." He paused. "Animated Golems would work, souls possessing armour or puppets, ghosts..." He threw a few suggestions.
"I must discipline the girls, for revealing such privileged truths." The nobleman chuckles deeply, taking a quick swig of his drink. "Her name was Miria. She passed during last year's plague." He admits softly. Violet giggles softly, moaning as Cerim's fingers enter her, her arms going around him, her dew coating his fingers. The thugs don't hesitate in taking advantage of the elven hospitality, their hands reaching out to grasp the cyan haired slave women. One presses himself against his partner, forcing a kiss onto her, as the other simply begins to unlace his breeches. As it all goes on, the redhead watches wide eyed at the depravity, witnessing the fate that's in store for her in disbelief.
Spoiler: Luck Roll D10: 4 Evasha's pounding thrusts grow slower and slower, the fake phallus not driving as deep into the weeping pussy of the now insensate human being. Evasha slows further, then stops, and Eran watches as the dildo finally leaves Lorelei's well used cunt, lips gripping the fake dick until the end. Evasha pants, and sweat courses down her erotic body, only serving to further highlight her ridiculously curvy frame, but though she seems tired, she's not fully exhausted. "Hah... Satisfied, idiot?" She pants, smirking teasingly as she looks down at his bulge. "Whoops. That looks almost painful. Too bad our deal didn't include you getting to touch us." She teases - though Eran notes that he's pretty sure she didn't get to cum either.
Eran clapped with his hands a few times.” Quite the show, quite the show,” he nodded in approval, “don't worry, I know someone who will happily take care of my needs... but that's for later. For now let us finish our little deal. You are almost done... but not quite, there's one last thing left,” he smirked as he openly ogled the sweaty elf, “I was going to have you fuck your girlfriend's ass after her pussy... but she's already out of it and I wouldn't want you to hurt her by overdoing it, so instead I want you to take off that strap-on and ride it with your ass while I watch. You look like you need to climax yourself, but unfortunately your girlfriend is out and due to our deal I am no allowed to touch you, so...” He explained his demand, before adding, “And please don't try to get out of it by claiming this wasn't part of the deal. Remember what I said earlier? I get to direct what you do while I watch. Your girlfriend warned me not to get greedy, but she did not say 'no', and neither did you, so as I long as I am not being greedy it is fine to give you some direction, no?” Eran watched Evasha carefully, ready to dodge if she tried to punch him again, while hoping that she was horny enough to agree to do it.
„Oh, then you must then invite me for disciplining your staff, I’m sure that we can a lot from each other”. Claudia said as she take nuts and eat it with taste. „Oh, sorry to hear that, it must be fresh wound for you. Loss of someone close it’s terrible. It makes person lonely”.
"Then get to work on them... And I shall get to work on your vampire problem." The woman smirks, turning to move deeper into the depths of the ancient tomb, leaving the halfling in the main hall, surrounded by bound, terrified captives.
"I look like I need to climax, huh? What a considerate gentleman you are." Evasha rolls her eyes. "Heh - if you want, I'll bend the 'no touching' rule." She sits on the bed, the fake phallus pointed skywards, still dripping with Lorelei's juices. "Come take a seat and I'll give it to you like I gave it to her." She smirks mischievously. Spoiler: Seduction Roll D100: 78+20 (Domination)=98 (Crit) Her cocky attitude doesn't last long though, as she moans softly, her eyes moving down to gaze at the floor before returning up to look at him. "...I don't...Really like the strap on. If you want - and if you promise not to gloat - I can ride you instead." As she undoes the strap on and pulls it away from her hips, Eran gets a glimpse of the glistening wetness between her own thighs.
"I'm interested to hear what you have to contribute on the subject." The baron chuckles softly as he holds out his fork, spearing a piece of fork to bring it to his lips. "It's been several years now, but yes, no one's quite been able to fill the void she left." He pierces another piece of meat and holds it in front of her lips. "Try it - it really is divine."
"I have plenty of ideas what you can do to rise discipline among your servant. Stick and carrot, like my father use to say, punishment and reward". Claudia winks to baron as she accepted piece of meat offered by baron. "Mhhm... Salty... Peper... Some herbs which I don't recognise... and well cooked by master chief”. She said politely and sit closer to him, giving him better views inside her collar in dress, to show some skin and make herself look more attractive.
"Sounds like a very interesting strategy." The baron chuckles, eyes glinting with delight as she allows him to feed her, the intimacy of the act clearly encouraging him to take further liberties. Claudia can see some appraising looks from the other guests, though they mostly politely keep their eyes to themselves, not wanting to spoil their host's fun. "I'm sure the chef will appreciate the praise. Though I confess, right now, food isn't the most interesting thing on my mind." The older man chuckles as he gazes at her decolletage. "Tell me about yourself, my dear. This life of an adventurer for hire. Is it...for you? You're very capable, I'm sure - I don't mean to denigrate your abilities, but it's not what a woman of such fine breeding would normally do." He refills her wine.
“That is true, woman of my position most likely wouldn’t be travelling sword for hire. I would be probably already have husband and children if not unstable financially of my family”. Claudia allowed him to stare longer, while keeping fan to shield herself from rest of the guests. “But to be honest I am glad to experience such life. Bathing in the cold water of the river, eating salty meat and old breads, fighting for your life… It makes me more cheerful when comes time like now, when I can take joy in the entertainment. Something what before would be barely worth my time, now it becomes treasure for what is worth fighting for”. Claudia drink some wine and look into his eyes. “And you baron? What would you think about women like me? What are your thoughts and wishes?”
Part of Eran knew that this was a bad idea and that he should say 'no'. That small part of him was easily and completely drowned out by his lust. It was already taking all of his willpower just to make sure he kept his hands to himself and did not do something he was not supposed to. Thus Evasha's offer was impossible to refuse, especially when combined with the brief glimpse of her wet folds. “Well, if you are sure this is what you want...” Eran was moving before he was even done talking. He walked over to the bed and took off his sword belt, then dropped his pants and underwear, his hard cock bobbing in the air a few times right in front of the elf's eyes. He got on the bed and laid on his back, cock pointing at the ceiling and sword just within an arm's reach, and looked at the elf. “All yours, my lady...”
"I think a woman like yourself deserves better than cold water and moldy bread and nights spent sleeping in hedges." The baron says, his eyes drifting from Claudia's cleavage to the swaying of the dancer's hips and back. "Even if you've come to adapt to such a lifestyle."
Before he can lay down and finish his sentence, Evasha gives him a hard shove onto his back, leaping atop him with vigor. He feels his cock rub against her ass cheeks, claw-like fingernails scratching his flesh as she places her hands on his shoulders and presses him down against the bed. "Hmph, I guess you're good for something, at least. I'd assumed a perv like you would be a dickless wonder, but that thing is almost impressive." Her eyes glint with hunger as she looks down at him.
"I'm quite adapting person, my dear baron. And I tell you, that risk and blood rush in veins makes you even more alive than you can imagine". Caludia lower her mouth closer to his ear and whisper. "Would you like to offer me such life? Of riches and luxury for battle harder woman? I have more scars than most women get in their live, do you realy want to wittness them?" She gently put hand on his chin and direct his stare at herself, from the half naked dancer.
"Thanks-" Zendar frowned as the woman was gone... what was he to do here! He was slightly irritated, but also flattered to be shown such trust. He looked around and decided to use what little he had it hand. While he would love to use some sort of animation spell, he knew them not. So he would use Bound undead area to allow his ghosts to do his work for him. But he needed more ghosts! Now, he looked around, seeking Elven souls he could enslave and use...
“It's all yours, my lady. Have fun...” Eran chose to let the horny elf take control and do the work while he lied there and enjoyed himself.
The elf roughly pulls his servant back against his chest, his fingers curving inside of her while he grinded his shaft against her thighs, teasing her increasingly wet cunt with his hard erection. "So. Tell me about your boss. I could use a help of a fellow slaver. Catherine will only buy males and I have a couple more of the beauties that I could part with." Cerim groped Violet's petite breasts harder, making the small girl curve in his grip, letting out louder moans as the elf finally gave her soaked hole the cock she craved, forcing her all the way down onto it.
"Oh, I don't doubt that it can be very intriguing, but trust me, a life of luxury has its excitements as well..." His steely gaze meets hers. "If I offered you such a life, would it be of interest to you?" He asks. "I guarantee you - scars don't scare me." Looking around with his sixth sense, Zendak can feel elven souls deeper into the ancient tomb. The path beyond the wide chamber splits off into two hallways - from the path on the left he can feel a heavy miasma of spiritual energy, but it's indistinct. From the right, he can feel strong power, but more concentrated. He guesses that the left path leads to a burial chamber where many weak souls were interred, while in the right are a small handful of far more powerful people's bodies. From his limited historical knowledge of the period, he guesses that on the right are buried powerful mages of the path, while the left chamber houses the bodies and souls of their attendants, sacrificed during the funerals of their masters in an old ritual.
„I would be false person if I said it’s isn’t tempting to me. Life with servants, clean clothes, tasty meals… But one of reasons why I choose my path, was purpose to afford for my family. If I take your offer, would you give it also to my family? My older sister is happy married to merchant, but my old parents need support”. Claudia leans closer to his ear. „And I think it would be suitable to get my parents blessing for our union. Who knows? Maybe we even try tonight to produce heir”.
