Thread: Who needs the living when you've got the undead! (QC x Morgan Lockheart)

Anya laid back on her large, queen sized bed and admired the creatures before her. All around the bed chambers candles and wall torches flickered, making the shadows dance. The dar stone walls were covered with adornments, paintings, tapestries, a huge floor to ceiling mirror. The floor was covered covered with luxurious furs, while the rest of the room was filled with luxury. Several chests were filled to the brim with gold and gems, a dining table was lined with silverware fit for royalty, bowls filled with exotic fruit. This was Anyas plunder. Her bed chambers were a stark contrast to the rest of her castle. To call it her castle was a bit of a stretch. After all it was abandoned when she claimed it. the defensive curtain walls were intact for the most part, only crumbling in a few places. The castle itself was in good enough shape. When shed found it, rodents had mad it their home. Now they were all gone. The only things that moved in the hallways beside Anya was her undead minions. While their bodies slowly decayed, their ferocity and skill with a blade was still impressive. Each and every one had been summoned by Anya and was bound to her will. Whatever she commanded, they obeyed. She didnt have a huge host under her command, perhaps a hundred. However they made up her lack of numbers bywell, not dying. Recently the young necromancer had started to flex her powers, pushing things further. She sent her minions out into the nearby villages and even one or two walled towns. The settlements were burned to the ground, their treasure looted and their dead brought back to Anyas castle to join her army. Two of her recent recruits stood before her. Swinging her legs over the side of the bed, the redheaded necromancer stood and approached the undead men. She had chosen these two for a special purpose. Being a necromancer didnt particularly give Anya much opportunity for meeting new people, especially men. Lately shed been getting urges that she just couldnt satisfy on her own. She needed the touch of a man, or men in this case. Shed chosen the two before her simply because she found their lean muscular bodies attractive. There were any number of undead soldiers she could have chosen, these two were just the first she spotted. Her magic coursed through them, however its effects were different wth these two. Her sorcery preserved their skin, slowing down any further decay. With most of her undead warriors she imbued them with knowledge of weaponry and how to fight. With these two she had chosen to imbue them with knowledge of sex, of carnal pleasure, of all the queens desire and how to pleasure a woman.These undead minions were purely for pleasure. As she circled them, Anyas mouth was dry and her heart pounded fast. This was her first test run and, if all went well, the first time she would get laid in a long time. Needless to say she was excited. Moving back in front of the two men, Anya slowly, teasingly began to undress what little she was wearing. Her bra and panties fell to the floor and she kicked them aside. She left her fingerless gloved and thigh high boots on for the moment. Time to start testing them. If you boys like what you see, you can go ahead and get hard for me. She purred with a wicked grin, hands coming up to caress her perky, d cup breasts. usually the undead didnt have any likes, needs or wants. However these were different. The first of their kind. Perhaps they would have some very basic concept of lust and want, or perhaps they would simply now to get hard when she was naked. Either way would suit her just fine. Sitting on the edge of the bed, her fingers trailed up her thigh as she slowly spread her legs, a look of wild lust in her eyes. The young woman pointed at one of the men at random. You. Time to test that tongue of yours. Come kneel between your queens legs and pleasure her.