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Thread: Bound by Remnants (Dist and Anj round 2)

She stared at him for a long moment, quite aware of what her new advesary was planning as he began to mutter some words probably preparing some spell to incapcitate her and to prevent her from going after the artifact that she was needing. Slowly, she put the sword away back into its sheath and continued to stare him down with her blue eyes. He was probably expecting her to budge, but that was a highly unlikely scenario. If she was one thing, stubborn was it. I'm not leaving without the artifact, she stated simply, not completely dropping her defensive stance, preparing herself for anything that he may be planning on trying to surprise her with. I don't plan on being in your way. I'm sure fighting will not benefit either of us in any way, so perhaps you should...I don't know, maybe lighten up a tad, she suggested, not mockingly, but sincerly enough. Perhaps we can even help each other, you never know, she murmured. Who are you anyway?
Thread: Bound by Remnants (Dist and Anj round 2)

I am certain you are not aware of who i am or you would not be acting in such an aggressive manor to me. Though i think we are looking for different relics i would hope for you and your family that is the case. He moved slowly to statues that he was certain house the relics and knelt down his back turned to the young woman. Though his attention had not turned and his spell was still readied to defend himself if he need to. His left hand ran gently over the base of the statue inspecting it for any way to open the compartment that housed their relics. I think it best if you not know my name for the time being young lady i would hate for your people to get the wrong impression when you go back to your home and relay this story. I do not wish your people to think mine as some type of thieves in the night. He moved over to the other statue finding the trap door here much faster pressing the stone in firmly revealing the small compartment. This was what he was searching for it was the relic of his people a fist sized dragon cut from a ruby. He smiled slipping it into his robe and into a small pocket inside.
Thread: Bound by Remnants (Dist and Anj round 2)

The same could be said, I think, for you, she said in response to him as he moved forward, babbling some nonsense about her being better off not knowing who he was. She had a feeling she should know who he was and what he was up to. Though, since he had already moved and taken what it was that he needed, she doubted he would indulge her and simple be on his way. If that is what you think, then I guess I will simply tell you my name. I am Merilee if you know enough, you'll know who I am with simply that, she said. She moved forward and slid her hands along the similiar, opposite statue. Thinking about it a moment, she pressed her fingers down on a similiar ledge that popped open a small drawer which held the opposite artifact that she needed. Now, I have what I need, she said as she wrapped her fingers around it, sliding it inside a piece of her armor. I will be seeing you. My father is counting on me, were her parting words as she stood and turned, moving to the leave the ruins they were in.
Thread: Bound by Remnants (Dist and Anj round 2)

Good bye princess. He smirked knowing full well who she was he had been in her fathers meetings several times though it was likely neither had seen him before. He waited for her to leave grateful she had declined to attack him he would have hated to have a spat with her over something so simple to resolve. Once she was gone he returned to his natural from and took flight from the ancient room. He speed home to return the precious dragon to its rightful place on the tomb of a fallen king. He glanced around 10 other chambers including the one that would some day be his final resting place. He still needed to find 7 more of the small dragons before his peoples relics would be restored. He was well aware of the plight of Merilee's people and with this relic being the second he had found in a tandem tomb. He was beginning to thing that the person who had stolen them had sabotaged both nations. He would go the next morning and speak with the king about the relics perhaps he would allow him to aid them.
Thread: Bound by Remnants (Dist and Anj round 2)

Merilee slipped the relic into the saddly bag that lay on her steed's side. She turned back to look at the ruins, again wondering who it was exactly that she had fortune to run into. Pursing her lips thoughtfully, she looked upon the ruins for a moment more before she set her foot in the stirrup and swung up onto her horse. She took the reigns in her hands and kicked her ankle gently on the horse's side to get him to start across the landscape. For now, she headed back to her father's kingdom she didn't dare continue on her journey with more than one relic at a time. The risk of losing them was too great. It took some time to reach the castle, but she eventually made it home and gave the relic to her father who, proudly, hugged his daughter and told her to take a night's rest before she dared to venture out again. Grateful for the chance to rest, she did just that and retired to her lavish chambers after a filling meal. She made sure her armor and weaponry were well taken care of before she slid herself into a lady's night dress of pale lavender and stockings. She sat on the edge of her bed and stared out the window, over the balcony, as she braided her beautiful curls, her mind lost in imaginations and wonders. Before long, she found herself laying back and quickly falling into a restful enough slumber, and a much needed one that had been dragging after her for awhile. Being her father's only child, the responsibility of retrieving the relics fell onto her shoulders since her father, of course, couldn't leave his throne unattended for fear of it being advocated to another. Just some days she felt exhausted, this night being one of those days.
Thread: Bound by Remnants (Dist and Anj round 2)

Allidon woke early the next morning placing one of his many fine robes each filled with an inner lining of chain mail. This robe was one of his favorites filled with several places to place the many necessities of his trade. It was a deep blue almost black and trimmed in silver that matched his scales perfectly. Gathering up the box he had take from the place he had found the first relic and slipping it into a pouch under his robe. He had tried several times to open the box but it appeared to be locked to only the royal family. He set out early before the sun rose his large form masked high in the sky by the bright light of the rising sun. He flew quickly arriving at their castle just after breakfast his large from vanishing from view as he flew over the walls and into a open door on the upper floor of the castle. He moved quickly threw the castle having been their several times before to listen in on the kings meetings to be certain they where no threat. Arriving at the front door he became visible standing just inside the door that never had opened. Not reacting in the slightest to the guards who drew their blades in shock at the sight of him. Even in his human form appearing out of thin air was enough to set the guards on edge. I require an audience with your king at once. It would be unwise to confront me with out speaking with him first.
Thread: Bound by Remnants (Dist and Anj round 2)

Princess Merilee had awoken rather early herself despite the long journey she'd taken before this day, to retriece the artifact and bring it back to her father. She had her lady's in waiting fetch her some clothes as she bathed herself and refreshed. The women brought her a golden dress of folds and silk, that drew tight on her waist and emphasized her ample bosom. Her hair was dried and tied atop her head first braided and then folded into a sort of neat braid bun. Errant curls fell against her youthful face and she put on matching golden slippers before she descended down the great staircase to her father's throne room. He was seated upon the throne when she came in and she curtsied politely before he stood and drew her into a loving hug. They chatted for a few moments before a gaurd came bursting in. I'm sorry to interupt, your majesty, but there is a man who is requesting an audience with you, the gaurd bubbled out a tad hastily, obviously jostled by seeing a man appear out of thin air. Send him in, the king said with a wave of his hand. The guard nodded and quickly left to allow Allidon enterance into castle. Come daughter, sit with me and greet our guest, he gestured as he took his place on his throne. Merilee smiled, of course father, and took her seat at his right side. Her mother would have sat to his left, had she still been alive, but as of this time, it was just her and her father there to greet him.
Thread: Bound by Remnants (Dist and Anj round 2)

Allidon walked into the room his head held high his human form not being the one he wished to be in. Slowly as he stepped forward towards the king he seemed to begin to grow soon standing over six feet tall his body getting thicker as his muscles grew. The wings slowly slipping form his skin stretching a bit before resting comfortably against his back. Hello your highness. I am Allidon. Leader of the my people, ruler of the small nation in the frozen mountains. He spoke firmly his head held high as he reached into his pocket producing a small item. It floated from his hand and rested at the feet of the king. It was clearly a relic of her people to them to him it was just a piece of old magical junk. He gave them a few moments to inspect it before he continued speaking. It appears your daughter and i share a quest we both seek to reclaim what was once ours. I found that nearly 3 months ago it took me 2 weeks to free it form its home. I thought nothing of it until i saw your daughter yesterday. It would appear that who ever stole from my people did the same to yours. He grew quiet again taking a soft deep breath as he relaxed his eyes scanning both of them. Wondering just what they where thinking sending her in alone.
Thread: Bound by Remnants (Dist and Anj round 2)

The King leaned down and picked up the artifact, studying it for a moment before passing it off for his daughter to inspect. Welcome Allidon to my lands, the king said first in proper greeting. By the looks of it, he continued, I would have no other inclination but to believe you. Princess Merilee has been seeking the artifacts at my behest. There is no other here qualified for such a task, other than myself, and unfortunetly, there are those who would seek to take the seat of power from me should I leave. Merilee turned the stone over in her hands and spent a few moments looking upon it before simply setting it into her lap. She raised her eyes back to their guest, not as surprised by such a man though if she had seen him before starting her journey, she'd likely be intimidated by him. What my father says is true. There is none here but I that can complete this task, she confirmed. More than once has that been doubted because of the simple fact that I am a woman, but I have no other choice. She glanced at her father who nodded. She nodded back and stood slowly from her seat, holding her own head high proudly. I have thusly handled myself with no problem, she added, I have often been more than a match for any man in my father's service. So please, do not doubt me in my mission I can see it in your eyes. I can and will complete my father's request. She took her seat again.
Thread: Bound by Remnants (Dist and Anj round 2)

Men are nothing they can be handled easily a simple blade can dispatch any man. That is not what will cause you to fail. The person who stole these gems was a powerful wizard. One i am certain would make short work of you princess. I would suggest you not over estimate your power. Most of your kind know little more then parlor tricks. Have you not yourself found someone walk in behind you before you even had a chance to react. His face remained stoic as he looked at her not wanting to insult her by smirking at her. He was glad enough she had decided to allow him to pass with out any violence. She was a brave confident young woman and he did not want anything bad to happen to her. I would suggest that you be more cautious when entering ancient tombs.
Thread: Bound by Remnants (Dist and Anj round 2)

Hmm, I suppose you have a point, she said after a few moments of emotionless silence. Thoughtful contemplation. However, she started,just as I should not over estimate myself, you should, in turn, not under estimate me either. And she left it at that, seeing that beneath his stoic facade, that he was hiding a smirk. She had a sixth sense along with her abilities, and often could read another without them even knowing. She leaned back in her seat, hands resting in her lap as she simply retreated back for now. If you truly believe my daughter cannot handle this task, the King began, then what is it that you suggest, Allidon? She is the only one who can take this task to heart. At times we have sent guards with her, only to have them return shortly thereafter. My daughter can be rather...independant.
Thread: [MindlessZombie&Fiye]

As soon as Aura awoken she felt extremely hot. As she opened her eyes she realized it was because she was laying in the sun. She groaned and sat up, wiping the dirt from the ground off of her. She remembered the how scary it was as the shipped wrecked and she closed her eyes for a moment. She was glad she was alive, but she had no idea where she was. She stood up and looked around the area, which looked like an island from where she was. She laughed to herself, this was the kind of thing that only happened in movies and books, not real life. Yet, realization kicked in and she found that it had to be true. She wondered up to the shaded area, underneath some of the plentiful trees of the island. The sun was scorching and she wondered how long she had been under it. She hoped she wasn't burned at all.
Thread: [MindlessZombie&Fiye]

Re MindlessZombieSoothingSolace Well, everything would be fine for Aura. Aside from the fact that she would find herself alone. Rather forced to ponder how she would receive food. What exactly that food would entail, and how long she'd be stranded upon this island with little, to no, hope of survive. Perhaps, all would be better if she took the time to calm herself. Remain under the shade of the plentiful trees for awhile. Maybe, hope would appear soon.. maybe. And, perhaps, it would. Off in the distance of the sunny beach, a woman could be seen making her way along the ocean side. Wearing no clothes, and just about enjoying her existence, as she continued to collect various kinds of sea shells. Even taking the time to dig just a bit, in case anything might have been hiding. But yet, she paid no attention to Aura. Her attention completely focused upon the beach. Maybe she knew where food might be, or even a way to get food. Perhaps, she could get food for her!
Thread: [MindlessZombie&Fiye]

Aura turned her head, hearing a noise. She noticed it being a woman. She wasn't alone after all. Judging by the lack of cloths Aura would say the woman probably lived on the island and would possibly know something about it. She looked as though she was picking up shells and that was not something people who were stranded did. Aura walked up to the girl, Hello... 'Please speak English.' Aura thought to herself as she spoke to the girl.
Thread: Sex Slave Cinderella (butterfly0408/LifeonMars)

Paige!! PAIGE!!!! It was the same wake up call she heard every morning. Still sore from the night before, Paige groaned as she rolled over on her makeshift bed of straw and an old sheet on the stone floor of the kitchen storage room. She knew she had to rise before they called again or she'd suffer dearly for it later. And so with a sigh, she sat herself up, pausing a moment, before wobbling her way to her feet. She could not recall when she had crawled her way to her bed last night, but looking down at least she did it with her clothing still on. No time to dilly dally any longer as she quickly climbed the few steps into the kitchen. Cook was so kind to already have the breakfast trays ready for her. Everyone within the house knew how she suffered and tried their best to make her life as easy as they could for her when they could. Thank you Rebecca, the fair, dark haired beauty smiled pleasantly to the plump cook as she went to pick up the trays... all four of them. She had become very good at balancing things in the last three years since her father passed away. That was when she went from being a lady of the house to a servant of the house. Among other things. She quickly took the trays towards the stairs. The first stop was her first stepsister's room, Danella. She demanded a new night cap from the markets today. Something pink and frilly. Her pale purple one did not please her anymore. Yes stepsister. The second stop was across the hall to her other stepsister's room, Lydia. As Paige laid her tray down, Lydia demanded a new hairbrush from the market... her's had hair in it. Heaven forbid, thought Paige once her back was turned to leave and she was able to roll her eyes. The last stop was in the master bedroom, where her stepmother and her... she didn't quite know what to call him. He was not her stepfather for they were not yet married, though the wedding was going to apparently be the event of the year when it happened in two months time. So what to call her. Perhaps her father's murder. Everyone with a brain in their head knew it, yet no one dare do or even just say anything about it. Not even she. Especially she. Her sweet father had married Juliet, her stepmother, after a long hard period of mourning when her real mother passed away. It was a long time ago, but she could still recall that her mother was sweet and fair. When her father died, Juliet had her lover in her bed withing the week afterward. No time of moaning, no dressing in all black. It was a week after that Paige realized just how much her life had changed in less then a month's time... She pushed open the door and greeted them bow with a curtsy and bow of her head, Good morning... mistress. Good morning master.
Thread: Sex Slave Cinderella (butterfly0408/LifeonMars)

The sound of Paige's voice woke Robert from his slumber, his face buried in the pillow underneath him and his naked body tangled in the sheets. Groaning from the monumental effort of getting out of bed he turned to look pretty little stepdaughter, or better yet his pretty little slave. Good morning Paige, he replied with a yawn, sitting up in the bed and making no effort to hide his body. After all, she had seen more than her fair share of his form just last night at the beck and call of himself and her stepmother. They had put Paige through her paces thoroughly last night, sating their lusts and mutual love of domination on each other and on the sweet young thing before him. He had secured a good household for himself here, there was no doubt of that. Of course it wasn't always like this. He had been a gentleman all his life, though having been from one of the less prestigious families he was forced to find other ways to support himself, only his wits and good looks getting him by. He had been with many lovers, well practiced in the arts of lust and of the darker temptations of the human body. It was on one of those occasions that he met Julia, a match surly crafted just for him. She had been easy to win over, though that might have been she was using him as much as he had with her. She was looking for a way of doing away with that stick-in-the-mud husband of hers, and though his methods were something Robert would carry to his grave he had been more than eager to help. Now he had a home, a mistress, and at her stepmothers own demand, a slave to cater to his every whim. Well what are you waiting for? He demanded, bring our breakfast and pour us something to drink.
Thread: Sex Slave Cinderella (butterfly0408/LifeonMars)

Yes Master, Paige said with another curtsy as she came across the room towards them, Shall you prefer to eat in bed or at the table? Bed you fool! Juliet commented as she made her presence known for the first time. She as smile and a groan, she moved to snuggle up against her beloved husband's side. Well, as close to love as her black heart could get. Lust was more like it. The only thing she was really capable of loving was herself. Not even her own daughters had her love, only affection. Of course mistress. Forgive me for my foolishness, Paige commented, keeping her eyes lowered at all times. Juliet had given her strict orders to never look her in the eyes. It was a way of showing her dominance and always remind Paige that she was the mistress of the house and therefore better then her in all ways. With skill long developed over the last few years, Paige was able to swiftly set up the small lap tables for both her stepmother and stepfather as well as lay the trays out upon it neatly, without spilling a single drop. Turning, she went to the cabinet they kept in their room and poured them both there morning drinks. Only the best for the likes of them. Fine wine even with their eggs and bacon. Taking a step back, she stood there waiting to be dismissed or ordered something more. Of course, it was an order first. Paige, when you go to the market this morning, buy some rope. Paige went pale and stiff at once. Rope mistress? The thought of what it was for made her sick. Yes Paige. Rope. You know the kind we like to use. But something a little stronger. You are getting to use to it. You have been able to move the last few times. I want you still when I tie you up for your beatings. Juliet sipped at her wine, acting like this was normal conversation. In this house, it was. And what do you want love? Juliet leaned in and kissed Robert deeply and moaned a little, What does my husband want? Paige wanted to be sick right there and then. Her father had to be rolling in his grave.
Thread: Sex Slave Cinderella (butterfly0408/LifeonMars)

Robert returned the kiss eagerly, his hand gripper her bottom lewdly and with no restraint. As always there was a small struggle for domination, the lover's twisted personalities seeping into everything they did including such displays of affection. Had Paige not been there to take the brunt of their aggression, to act as an outlet for their darker desires one could only imagine what the two would do to each other. A new riding crop, he told his wife, not looking at Paige but enjoying the sense of shame radiating from her. The one we have now was made by someone who showed to much mercy towards their pets. We need something with more kick to it. He sneered at Paige, And God help you if you pick a weak one girl. Pick out something strong, less I see to it you remain tied for the remainder of the week. He would enjoy the thought of her buying a new crop, torn between pleasing her masters and protecting her own bottom. Of course he might just carry through with his thread regardless of what she brought him. His hand slipped under the sheets, teasing Juliet's clit in memory of what they had done last night. Hmm, but Paige did give us some pleasure last night love. Shall we be merciful and let her off now, or have her stay and help us 'wake up' this morning? Oh, false hope. The corner of training and good slave.