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Thread: Through the Gate (DnD 5e)

Of course the fascinated looks he had garnered from the rabble was expected and while he wished he could have had more time to spend with them aimlessly chatting, his eyes become preoccupied by the graceful performance of once such dancer by the square. Did someone arranged this for me? he thought in earnest as each wave the dancer did with her body made his feet step closer and closer, enchanted by her movements. So much so that he barely noticed some robed beggar bump into him, only managing a very delayed and highly indifferent Oh.. when he looked upon him midway his apology. Nothing to worry, good chap.. he said with a soft smile. But of course it was something to be wary of. First off, his shirt was made of fine silks from Keadan and nothing but delicate fabrics, not to mention hands, should touch a fine craft as the one that he was wearing. Second, one should always look in front of him when trudging around in order to avoid the very thing he just caused. Just make sure to look where you're going next time, yeah? Nathaniel patted his shoulder gently along with the proper disciplining, trying hard not to wince and twist his face in disgust at the coarse feel of his cloak. He made sure not to mention about his clothes, how could he know anyway? The man seemed content with wearing a cloak just a notch above the ordinary burlap sack used to carry coals around. He probably doesn't even know about Keadan and its fine exports. He made a mental note to remember to treat the man to a better tailor.. if he could remember his dirty face, that is. Just then a beautiful melody rung to his ears which made him turn, seeing the graceful woman dance towards him accompanied by another that played an exotic looking string instrument - craftsmanship comparable to the visage she had. I think the performance is just starting. he said to the cloaked man, taking his arm around his shoulder as if he was his friend though he merely kept it afloat above - not really touching his delicate shirt on the dirty clothes the man had. The welcoming committee is a bit late since I already arrived yesterday.. but hey, better that than never.. he whispered to the man.
Thread: Through the Gate (DnD 5e)

To be honest, Zaltane was half expecting the finely dressed man to recoil from him, possibly even attempt to strike him for possibly messing up his clothing, instead responding with manner and civility. However, the robed man could clearly tell he wasn't too comfortable with his presence and was merely putting on a show. The subtle gestures that implied he would rather be anywhere else than with him. Before the former slave could make any attempt to leave, he put his arm around his shoulder sort of, and motioned towards the three people approaching them. Zaltane saw them all quite clearly. A young man with his dog, the elven explorer with the roaming hands. And a beautiful dancing maiden making her way towards them. All three of them made him uncomfortable. The man made him think of the guards from his past, while the sensual movements of the dancer and the loose behavior of the elf stirred up more, rather unpleasant memories. W-Well, it seems you'll be rather busy then, he slowly tried to slip out from the man's hold and back away, I-I won't keep you then.
Thread: Through the Gate (DnD 5e)

Zaltane With all the people either watching the dancer or the new elf you are quickly getting crowded particularly as more come from the docks all the time and beginning to feel a bit boxed in. There seems to be a whole next to that guy with the staff... Oh, wait that is one BIG DOG! Lucia This is perfect! Some beggar is distracting the noble for you the crowd is jostling him what is one more set of hands in the mix? He is a talky one too who looks at who he is speaking to rather than where he should be. I need a deception roll from you Atrius you have found her as most of the other guys in the city have found her. Nathaniel Just when you thought you were going to help this poor beggar out he wants to leave. Something must have made him uncomfortable to cause him to want to escape your presence. Though it does seem as though someone set this up for you. Both girls are walking toward you and watching intently.
Thread: Through the Gate (DnD 5e)

Lucia smiled at the musician who helpfully provided her with beautiful music that fitted perfectly with her dancing movements she already feels a kinship due to their shared heritages, and that fact that the girl is also a performer - and a musician whose acts compliments her - is just icing on the metaphorical cake. Of course, a good rogue would never trust someone they had just met, but trust has nothing to do with affection. If nothing else, Lucia wouldn't mind taking the musician into a dark alley to have some fun. Or heck, she wouldn't even mind having some fun between themselves right in front of all these audiences! That is why, before she got her hands on the noble and tried to lift some gold off him while pretending to give him a special performance that involved a lot of physical touch, she got her hands on the bard first she subtly but deliberately brushed against the other girl's cheek, chin and sometimes even breasts and nether region as she danced, her motions too fast for most people to see, but Desira could surely feel it. Deception d205 19
Thread: Through the Gate (DnD 5e)

Oh what a letdown she thought as she heard the words of the warrior noble, he had just arrived the city a day ago and was not exactly what she was looking for. But if she had to choose between a knowledgeable local and a just arrived adventurer she would choose the adventurer, to be showed around is good but it is always more fun when all are exploring the unknown. Desira didn't mind at all being grazed or caressed by the beautiful dancer as that would be completely normal for her still her attention focused on her, would she be a local? It was just a matter of asking her but that would have to wait until they both finished their performances. She joined her in her sensual dancing then following her moves to the rhythm of the enticing music though her clothes were not that of an artist but more in tone with that of the human noble, delicate and embroidered in silk accentuating the fine jewel in her choker. Still she let the hands of her fellow half elf to freely roam through her body and explore her as she even welcomed her to go further with the sway of her hips while her hands continued to play.
Thread: Through the Gate (DnD 5e)

Seeing that the musician didn't reject her advances, Lucia's movements became more and more intimate, her hands lingering on the bard's cheeks and breasts long enough to gently grope them and caress them. Certainly her audience would have noticed her teasing by now, but frankly she didn't care after all, they probably thought Desira and her are part of the same troupe all along, and the intimacy could be part of a sensual act since girl on girl is hot. She hadn't forgot about the noble, of course, and she did keep her audience plentifully entertained with the shaking of her shapely hips and the bouncing of her ample tits.
Thread: Through the Gate (DnD 5e)

By the time the ballad picked up towards a different pace, Nathaniel's attention was long gone from the beggar that he didn't even insisted for him to stay nor reprimanded him for ignoring such a magnificent performance. The way the two women moved their body smooth like the flow of a calm river would have made him find someone to fetch him a chair so he could sit if it wasn't for the fact how the tune and movement eventually became risqu. His arm loose, the man could easily slip away from him, and with his eyes twinkling like his wide grin at the two women, any kind of malicious movement made towards him could be easily pulled off. Like a silly toy for children, his head slowly bobbed with the rhythm of the music being played and from the way the dancer undulated with little decency amused and not to mention aroused.
Thread: Through the Gate (DnD 5e)

Zaltane managed to slip from the noble's grip easily enough. And thankfully the two girls seemed to be getting more interested in eachother. To be fair, the display was pretty, well, hot, though Zaltane's passed had soured such things for him. It was time he slipped out of this crowd before the wrong sort of people saw him. Unfortunately, there was only one way through the rabble, and there was a very large dog blocking the way. Nice doggy, he whispered softly, trying to see if he could slip past without drawing its wrath onto him.
Thread: Through the Gate (DnD 5e)

What a great time Desira was having, this way of dancing certainly reminding her of her home, she didn't know people here danced this way too rekindling her interest for to practice her performing arts. Lacking the use of her hands to return the caresses of the unknown performer Desira would start rubbing her hips against the dancer's in a hot sensual way letting her hands explore her body further on. Maybe her skintight leather armor wouldn't be easy to remove at all to fully expose the two big assets she had on display through her daring cleavage but she wouldn't mind her fine short skirt being either lifted up or pulled down to expose a bit or a lot more skin. Performances are to be enjoyed by the performers and by their public and this performance could still be made far more enjoyable for everyone.
Thread: Through the Gate (DnD 5e)

Feeling the encouraging rubbing of their hips from Desira, Lucia knew her feelings were reciprocated, and she started to dance closely around the musician, her hands wandering the bard's bare back before they lifted the short skirt so Lucia could rub her womanhood against Desira's over the fabric of their clothing. Desira could feel that Lucia was wearing nothing underneath, her clit was erect and her slits were wet.
Thread: Through the Gate (DnD 5e)

While Nathaniel was well familiar with erotic performances - brothels weren't unheard of back home, he has yet to witness women shake their hips and touch each other while stark naked outside under the sunlight where even the birds of mother nature could see them. But just because he was unfamiliar with it doesn't mean he's unaffected. Seeing the dancer's skirt lift to expose her bare nethers surely gave him a rush down his own loins. Now this is what I call a welcoming committee.. he whispered to himself, licking his lips at the show. A show that the peasants around them shouldn't really be seeing. How could he subject the poor masses to envy from only being able to watch? That is far too cruel, baiting and teasing them. Confidently, he stepped forward - enough for the two female elves to hear but still give them space to enjoy each other. I believe we could have a far better stage to continue this dance. he said, tapping the one with the musical instrument on the shoulder, in case they were too entranced with each other to hear him, before turning up to gesture to the extravagant inn he was just in a few minutes ago.
Thread: Through the Gate (DnD 5e)

While his master pressed close through the crowd and took advantage of his height to get a good look at the show, the big black dog cocked his head curiously at Zaltain. Sitting down, he gave a single, loud, enthusiastic bark, then reached up to grab the beggar by the sleeve and pull him forewards. In truth, the dog was trying to get him to crouch down and share some affection--after all his master's attention was very much elsewhere at this moment, and he hadn't had a good scratch in a while.
Thread: Santa's Workshop (Potatolord and BothsAndNeithers)

Chloe Jingles glared down at the cookiegram and bit off the corner irritably. It was how they sent memos interdepartmentally in the North Pole, and this one read To Chloe Jingles Subject Meeting Please report to the main office at 300 PM today, Dec. 24. She drug her feet as she pulled on her curly black shoes over her red-and-white tights and tugged on the green hat. Elves wore regulation elfwear year round - it was practical and made cleaning clothes easy - but she liked to ditch the accessories when she was home. She trudged through the snow to the workshop where the main office was. She knew why she was being called - her work hadn't been up to par all season. She tried to stay focused and get things done, really she did, but she was just so...bored. It was always the same routine with the same people, day in, day out, Christmas in, Christmas out. It wasn't that she disliked making toys - she was, after all, an elf - but she just needed something else going on, something to look forward to. A disciplinary meeting with the workshop foreman wasn't it. She knocked on the doorframe when she got to his office. You wanted to see me?
Thread: Santa's Workshop (Potatolord and BothsAndNeithers)

Jack was the foreman for Section C of Santa's workshop. He had this post for many years now and he always prided himself on how his section was always very efficient. His elves always manages to reach their target but lately one of his elves hasn't been performing that well. She was Chloe Jingles. Every year, she seems to be on the decline and this year seemed like it was her worst. When Chloe opened the door to the office, Jack was inside there alone. Chloe Jingles? Yes I wanted to see you. Come in and take a seat please. As Chloe took a seat, Jack sighed and looked at Chloe in the eyes. You know why I called you in. What am I going to do with you? I have reprimanded you a couple of times and yet you are still performing badly. Well, I think its time I try to train you myself. From today onwards, you will be working extra time. Everyday, you will be working for an extra 5 hours. And I will be there to supervise you myself. So, our usual shift ends at 7pm. I will see you in the factory at 7pm today. You can go back to your duties now. I'll see you at 7.
Thread: Santa's Workshop (Potatolord and BothsAndNeithers)

Chloe sat down, crossing her legs. She liked Jack well enough - he was a fair boss, and got things done with a minimum of fuss - but, oh, how she hated these conversations, and they seemed to be happening with increased frequency. She just didn't understand how everyone else did it - eat breakfast, make toys, eat lunch, make toys, eat dinner, go home. It wasn't that she objected to anything on the schedule, there just wasn't anything exciting happening, and its lack made the rest more humdrum. She met Jack's eyes. I know, she said apologetically. I'm doing my best. I just keep turning around and the time's gone. I don't know where my mind is lately. She shook her head. Really, the risk was minimal - elves made toys, it wasn't like she would lose her job - but she knew that when she didn't finish her work, it meant that someone else had to pick up her slack, and she hated hurting other elves that way. Still, her eyes grew wide at his command. Five hours ?! she asked, unbelieving. Sir, it's Christmas Eve. Santa's slay goes out by six at the latest, there won't be anything left to work on. They would start prep for next year soon - making screws, planting trees in the magical forests for wood for next years' toys - but conventionally the time between Christmas Eve and New Years was slow. Surely he just wasn't thinking.
Thread: Santa's Workshop (Potatolord and BothsAndNeithers)

Jack just gave a smile and said Oh there will be plenty of things to do, don't worry. Just stay back after hours. That will be all, please resume your duties. I have more important matters to attend to. Jack then used his hands to point at the door, indicating that Chloe should leave now. The rest of the day was uneventful. Jack was seen in the factory at 6.50pm. He was smiling and acting normal, waiting for everyone to leave. By 7.15pm, everyone had left except for Chloe and Jack. Jack looked at Chloe and said well, are you ready? Let me get our equipments ready. Jack then went to one of the locked rooms and unlocked it, taking out this contraption. It was a metal stand with a metal bar. It had wheels at the bottom so that it was easier to move it around. Jack placed it next to a conveyor belt. Come here Chloe, you will be sitting on this thing while working on the toys. Jack didn't wait for her to give her consent. He manhandled her, grabbing her and pushing her up until she sat on it, she still had her elfwear on, so that provided some sort of a padding for her. The metal bar was pressing hard against her private parts and gravity was Jack's best friend. He chained both of Chloe's ankles down so that she can't get off the bar but her hands were free to work on the toys in the conveyor belt. Okay, let's start with something simple. Here you are supposed to stick the arms onto the dolls. I want you to do 15 dolls every minute. I will let you work for 5 minutes before I assess you. Jack knew that was a hard number, the usual number was only 10 dolls per minute. After 5 minutes, I will give you a choice if you can't maintain that number. Either I add weights to your legs. Or I will whip your chest for 10 times. jack didn't want to say breasts as of now, it was only the beginning.
Thread: Santa's Workshop (Potatolord and BothsAndNeithers)

Chloe felt stung by his casual dismissal, but returned to her duties. There was little actual building to be done at this point everyone was packing up Santa's sleigh, checking and rechecking their portions of the list, updating things as those who'd been on the fence about being naughty or nice had their final results come in. She went to dinner and the Santa's Sleigh Launch with everyone else, then remained in the workshop as instructed. It was eerily silent, more so than at any other time of year - tonight was the night everyone would anxiously track Santa's progress, and tomorrow they would party. She watched Jack wheel out a strange contraption, then yelped as she was pulled on top of it, feet chained down. It was higher than she'd thought looking at it, and the hard metal was unpleasant between her legs. I don't understand - this is a little high for me, she said hesitantly. Surely it was just intended to keep her in place and alert, right? His next words, however, made her eyes bulge. You can't hit me, she protested, indignant. Before she could get too into it, though, the time started, and she turned to the dolls, unwilling to risk it. She was more focused than she'd been in some time, working quickly and efficiently. When the timer was up, though, she would've only managed 11 dolls a minute.
Thread: Santa's Workshop (Potatolord and BothsAndNeithers)

Jack was there, monitoring her for the whole 5 minutes and was counting on her progress. When the countdown finished, he pressed on the red button to stop the conveyor belt. He slowly walked towards Chloe now, his face in displeasure. Is this the fastest you can do? This is barely up to standard, and this is with me monitoring you. I can't imagine what would happen if I wasn't here and you were slacking. His barrage of scoldings continued. He walked over to take a couple of weights, his whip and a handcuff. He grabbed Chloe's wrist with force and handcuffed them. A metal chain was attached to the handcuff and the chain was attached to a pulley above her. He raised her wrists until they were slightly above her head. He then said Since this is your first punishment, I will let you feel both of it so that you can choose your punishment. He took a weight and attached it to each side of the metal chain attached to her ankles. The maximum amount of weight attached to each ankle was 5 pieces and now it was 1 out of 5. The pressure on her private parts must have grew tremendously. He then took a pair of scissors and started snipping at her clothes. He snipped until her top fell down to her tummy area, exposing her shoulders, upper back, and her breasts. He cupped Chloe's breasts and gave them a soft squeeze Wow, these are beautiful. He took his whip and gave her breasts a good whip. So which one do you want? The weights or the 10 whips?
Thread: Santa's Workshop (Potatolord and BothsAndNeithers)

I've been working all day, she protested, and I haven't been on dolls, I've been on Play Dough duty this week, she protested, trying to pull herself away from him, though the chains on her feet prevented her from doing so all the effort earned her was an unpleasant twinge as she ground against the metal rod. She yelped as he handcuffed her wrists and pulled them above her head, then cut her top off. The clothing wasn't a concern, she could get more, but this...wasn't at all what she expected. Stop! she protested, twisting as he cupped her breasts. I'll tell Santa, she warned. She whimpered as the weights pulled her further down, then yelped at the whip. It hurt...but it would be over and done with. Who knew how long she'd be stuck with the weights. The whips, she mumbled.
Thread: Santa's Workshop (Potatolord and BothsAndNeithers)

Jack walked back and took out a riding crop. With her hands above her head, Chloe couldn't protect her tits. Jack then bent down and took off the weights. He then rubbed on her crotch and said Feeling better here now? Less pressure I assume? he then took the riding crop and placed it on her nipples, lifting it and spanking her tits with it . He hit once and said 1. He continued for ten times, five spanks on each tit. He then looked at the riding crop and said Oh no Chloe, I just remembered, you said 10 whips, I'm suppose to use the whip, not the riding crop. My apologies. He went over and changed the riding crop into a whip. He came back and cupped Chloe's tits, squeezing them hard before letting them hang loose again. He started whipping her tits, left and right, 5 times on each side. Finally, he stopped and he unchained her wrists. He went to the red button and pressed it again, the conveyor belt starting again, this time, Chloe was topless with her breasts hanging freely. Let's try this again and see how you do. He waited and counted for another 5 minutes.
Thread: Santa's Workshop (Potatolord and BothsAndNeithers)

Chloe let herself breathe as he released the weights, body immediately feeling better. She flushed as he rubbed between her legs. Yes, she responded sullenly. Santa's so going to fire you when I tell him about this. She yelped and yipped as he whipped her, breasts on fire as they were covered with angry little red marks. She was fighting back tears by the time he was finished, and looked at him with wide, disbelieving eyes as he corrected himself. No, don't, please, she begged, but was cut off by the whip falling on her again. Tears streamed down her face when he was done, and her wrists were red from yanking against the cuffs by the time he released them. She looked over, disbelieving, as he started the belt again. She shook her head and turned her attention to the dolls, not wanting a repeat of the situation. She was upset, though, eyes blurry and hands shaky, and fumbled a great deal at the beginning. She found a stride, and was fairly certain she met the quota the last couple minutes, but the first few cost her - when the timer finished, she was still at 11.
Thread: Santa's Workshop (Potatolord and BothsAndNeithers)

Jack turned it off and walked towards Chloe again. He patted her on the back and said good job, this time you.... he didn't continue.He then grabbed her wrists and handcuffed them again before raising her hands above her head. How do you think you did this time? I think you did pretty well. Jack bent forward and wrapped his lips around her nipples, sucking on them like a little baby. While his mouth was still on her nipple, he mumbled Come on, speak up and tell me how you did? Before letting her answer, he bit down on her nipple before looking at her in the eyes. He used one hand to cup and squished her breast, his fingernails digging into her beautiful mounds. His other hand went to her pussy. He stuffed up to three fingers in her pussy and started fingering vigorously. So what will it be? Down or up?