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Thread: What the Desert Lord Wants (w/ Chaos)

Despite the neko girl's initial disgust, Eliana couldn't help but notice her mood had changed. What was that they had said? That she tasted good? As she squirmed under the attention of the two girls, she wondered what sort of flavor she had that was so intriguing. Her own mouth was certainly full of the other girl's salty sweet taste. Surely she did not mean to actually eat her, though with each nibble the princess began to wonder. Suddenly, she yelped in surprise when the catgirl bit down, leaving a rosy red mark on her porcelain skin. Why you cheeky...! she tried to lash angrily the the girl, but found her hand swiftly pinned again. The tension was coming unbearable. Eliana didn't know what it was, but she felt she was about to explode. Each flick of the striped girls tongue on her flower struck a chord deep inside of her. It made her pulse pound and her head swim. Perhaps she had heard of such things, though she did not know what it was called. Something not meant to be discussed in proper society and instead whispered in hushed and scandalous voices. Through her haze, she heard the gratified sound of the Desert Lord and she looked to see him and the girl copulating intensely on his throne. She could hear the wet smack of skin as she bounced against him and the purrs of satisfaction coming from the girl. The lurid site stirred something primitive inside of her and the princess arched her back as her own pleasure began to spill over. Please...please... she begged, though she did not know what for. The elf covered in tattoos had risen from her seat to come closer as well. She smiled at the site and chuckled. Poor thing is going to be worn out on her first day. Eliana didn't hear. She was gasping for air and her body was convulsing of its own accord in rhythm with the striped girls wicked tongue. An electric shock seemed to rocket through her with each flick until finally... Oh...Oh...gods! she cried as the climax, her first one ever, finally took her. It was terrifying and exciting all at once, shaking her to her very core. Each spasm sent a rush of pleasure through her body and hot liquid seeping from her trembling pussy. She whimpered and shook under it riding it helplessly, simultaneously frightened of what was happening to her and not wanting it to end.
Thread: What the Desert Lord Wants (w/ Chaos)

All the girls watched her as she hit her orgasm, her very first orgasm, even the plain human girl had turned her attention now that she was done with her master's cock. He just smiled, his chin on his fist. Well well... What do you think girls, do you think she's ready for my cock? The brown haired girl in his lap blushed, enjoying the feel of his still hard cock inside her. He had a strong appetite for women, he never seemed to be satisfied. The neko however shook her head. No, not if you want her to willingly submit. I suggest you have one of us, preferably not me, show her around so she can see for herself how we live. He nodded. A good idea. The striped girl pulled back, licking her lips and wiping the princesses' juices from her face. Not me. I'm done with her. She said with a slight satisfaction. She stood up and walked out, her butt wiggling very seductively but she did not look back as she left. Clara stared for a moment before blinking and shaking the blush from her face. She looked to her master and leaned against his chest. I will if you ask me to master, otherwise maybe Celie would be a good choice? She said to him. He sat there thinking for a moment. We will see when she comes too, Celie might be a good choice, I've had her for a very long time. it's so hard to decide on names for them.
Thread: What the Desert Lord Wants (w/ Chaos)

As the tide of her pleasure began to ebb, Eliana could only lie panting. She gulped, trying to catch her breath, but her mouth felt dry. Through her stupor, she heard the voices of the others drifting through the air. She was much aware that they were discussing her, but she could not bring herself to contribute just yet. Her nerves were still recovering. Alarm shot through her at the mention of the Desert Lord taking her. On the one hand, her soaking wet womanhood seemed to crave something more. But he was so large. And she felt quite fragile just now. Hmmm... came a murmur from behind Elaina. The tattooed elf had risen from her lounge and now stood close to the girl. There was the strong smell of sweet spices and vapor. I agree with Miss Cat, for once, my Lord. You don't want to ruin her all in one day. The elf tenderly ran her fingers through the princess's tangled damp locks. Eliana looked up to meet her eyes and they were smiling. It was a friendly smile, though there was a spark of mischief dancing behind them. That's how they break them in those two-bit whorehouses in the stinking city. And we are no such backwater institution. My lord has finer tastes than that, yes? Suddenly, the princess felt arms wrapped around her in a warm embrace from behind. The elf was drawing her to her and soon her head was being crushed against a pair of voluptuous, honey soft breasts. Her face blushed red at the feel of the warm skin against her face and she struggled a little as she nearly felt smothered. Anyway, just look at her. Your guest is still tired from her journey. Celie will take care of her, I'm sure. Aren't you tired, dear? With a final effort, Eliana pried herself away from the elf and took a gasp of air. Suddenly realizing she was being addressed, she stammered a little. Her poor brain still felt scrambled from the nerve shattering orgasm before. I...I...I...YES. Yes, I would be honored if this Celie could show me your gorgeous palace, Lord, she said turning to address him. Then, remembering she was naked, she snatched up the nearest garment to cover herself. The flimsy silk did little to preserve her modesty, but she clutched it against her body anyway. Not that it mattered after he had already seen her at her most vulnerable and intimate. Though, that was a thought she chose not to dwell on. And...as to your previous offer... she continued with a nervous gulp. I will... I will... take it under consideration. In the meantime, if it pleases you, I would be delighted to remain a guest in your home...until...until some sort of agreement can be made. The girl had not changed her mind one bit about the Lord, but the previous events had made quite clear to her that intimidation was futile. Of course she realized she had no choice in the matter, but she was trying her hardest to maintain some kind of air of diplomacy. And dignity, actually. It was really quite adorable, if not a bit pitiful.
Thread: What the Desert Lord Wants (w/ Chaos)

The desert lord returned his attention to the shanghai-ed princess. Ah good. You have learned to be cooperative. He said to her with a genuine smile, one that should not scare her. He motioned for the one of the women standing guard at the door to go find Celie, and leaned back in his chair. Not long after the guard returned, retaking her post at the door as a few seconds later a small and young looking girl walked in. She had a vibrant but slightly pale purple hair, straight and going past her shoulders, and had bright light blue eyes. Her ears were covered by her hair but as she moved it was revealed she had pointed ears, however she did not look elven. She also wore more clothing then the rest of the girls although that was not saying much. She wore a knee length skirt tied at the side, a single sheet tied loosely so some skin of her legs showed. It was orange and yellow with flowers. She also wore a white top that showed no cleave with upside down triangle cut under her breasts ending a few inches above her belly. She wore simple sandals with a slight heel, less then an inch, and stood without them about five foot and a little more. She also didn't look much older then seventeen or nineteen, but the way everyone looked at her she had to have been around much longer then the rest of them. She smiled and had a warm friendly look about her. She wore little jewelry, some tropical looking solid ring bracelets with little noiseless bells. Walking over to the princess Celie kneeled down and smiled at her. Come, let us get you washed up and into some proper clothing. Feel free to ask me anything... I would be more then glad to help you adjust to your new life. She stood up, and waited for Eliana to follow her. Her voice was melodic and calming, and seemed incredibly full of peace and serenity, as if she had no idea what war was, or misery even. She led Eliana to the same baths, and instructed the hand maidens to bathe her gently, and fetch her some simple robes, perhaps a few different styles so Eliana could find something she would be comfortable in. After that was all finished she waited for Eliana to follow her down the hallways, showing her where everything was as they went to find something to eat.
Thread: What the Desert Lord Wants (w/ Chaos)

Cooperative? Eliana bit her lip, trying to hold back the venomous words wanting to spill out. The princess had her pride, bruised as it was, but she wasn't a complete fool. The Lord, she had decided, was beyond reason or intimidation. She would have to rely on other methods if she wished to escape, which she certainly still did. Let him think he's won, she thought to herself. Her gaze met his briefly, before she looked away again, trying to hide her embarrassment. It was very hard to ignore his entanglement with the girl on his lap, though she had watched, transfixed, only moments before. She found no particular comfort in his friendly expression. Perhaps, she felt some assurance that he planned to do no more with her at present, a fact for which she was extremely grateful. She had shamed herself enough for one day, though she guessed she should count herself fortunate to have escaped with her virginity somewhat intact. When the one known as Celie walked in, the princess blinked in surprise. She had half expected some wizened matron to come striding in. Instead, a girl who seemed to be scarcely older than herself and surprisingly modestly dressed graced the doorway. Despite her slight stature, she had an heir of authority about her. Several of the women smiled and bowed their heads out of respect as she passed. New life? she began to object. But she stopped herself. There was no use arguing the point now. She had, after all, agreed to stay for a time, though she hadn't really had a choice. Obediently, the princess followed the colorfully clad woman. For a while she walked in silence, her gentle voice a stark contrast to clamor in her own mind. After a while, as the maids began to undress her for her second bath of the day, she finally spoke. The rest of my caravan. Do you know where they are? she inquired suddenly. While she had been told they were safe, she didn't quite believe it. They were the only allies she had in the place, as far as she knew. There were quite a few other questions tumbling around in her brain, but she decided that was the most pressing. The others, like, What was that sensation from before and how can experience it again might have to be postponed indefinitely.
Thread: What the Desert Lord Wants (w/ Chaos)

Yes. I know where they are. She said in return with a soft smile. She waited before the princess was in the pool and the maidens started to work before she spoke again. Do not fret. They are well. The Desert Lord has already told them, and most of us, that when you come around to our side of things, and agree to stay, they will be given relative free roam of the kingdom. Your selected handmaidens that you brought on your trip, your favorites I hope, will be allowed to serve you as they always have. Your guards will be retrained in combat by the Desert Lord himself in order to properly protect you. A great privilege I would say. She said, and smiled at her. For the moment they are kept in a secluded area, but are given any comfort they need, to an extent. Comfortable beds, warm food, room to move about and stretch one's legs. Mild entertainment even maybe. But they do not have total freedom. That depends on you. The longer you take to agree, the longer I'm afraid they will be kept, locked up, I suppose to say. When the maidens were done they brought the princess a change of clothes similar to that of Celie, only light blue with white swirls for a pattern. She waited for the princess to be dressed, before moving to the doorway. Come now, shall we find you something to eat? Surely you must be famished. She said with a sweet smile.
Thread: What the Desert Lord Wants (w/ Chaos)

I'm sure the desert lord will find your other handmaidens soon, or has already. If not then he will fetch them for you later, do not fret you will see them again. She said simply and innocently, and continued to lead the princess through the halls. She led her to a room where various men and women dressed in various amounts of clothing, but all covering their important parts. She walked back to a counter of sorts and softly beckoned one of the cooks over as she turned back to Eliana. What would you like to eat my dear? The desert lord laughed at the questions of his harem. Have you all forgotten? He said with amusement in his voice. She is not simply another rescue, or a prized trophy, or a mountain to conquer. She is a possible key into her father's kingdom. They are an immensely prosperous kingdom with a vast jewel mine inside their kingdom. Wealth beyond the dreams of many. I want that mine. I want that kingdom. I need to expand. Aren't you all tired of living underground? Of never seeing the sun. I know I sound greedy but I desire more for my people. That girl may be the key to a greater life for us all. He gently slid Clara off his lap, kissing her on the forehead and moved about his girls. There is more to life then just sex and food. More to life then just staying in shelter. You girls have a very easy life, but very few of you have tasted adventure as I have. He stopped near the dark skinned elf who questioned him, and stroked his fingers under her chin, looking her in the eye, daring her, taunting her. You have though have you not? As she lay before him his hands moved slowly over her body. You are one of my experienced girls... aren't you... His hands slowly got firmer on her, and soon she found herself being guided up, and soon she found herself facing a wall, his hands caressing her sensitive areas as he knew them very well. He leaned in close, his hot breath on her neck as his hands gripped her shoulders, and she would know what was coming. I think your inquisitive mind has stoked my hunger.... He said haughtily. I am still hungry... Even after Clara... Not getting to play with my new prize has left me.... Insatiable... And with the word she felt his powerful cock find it's way into her pussy, his dark grey shaft plunging in, his hands slid down her arms and grasped her waist, pushing her against the wall as he slammed into her. You always bring out my rough side, don't you? He said, slamming into her as the other girls watched, some shocked, some a little scared, and some very intrigued. I think I will take my frustrations out on you... I know you can handle them.... still don't have a name for her!the dark skinned elf, chocolate brown I assume? is the tattooed one yes? 3 oh I realized something. There was no door, just a curtain of some sort. or like beads. it's a cavernous harem.
Thread: What the Desert Lord Wants (w/ Chaos)

Her snarky words had been ignored, and it was not long before Celie brought back the wine she so desired. I hope it is to your liking princess. She said in an honest tone, and poured her a chalice of wine for her to drink from, an oddly shaped stand with colored glass, it was uniquely made, just like all the others. Is there anything specific you would like to eat with your wine? Perhaps the cooks would indulge your hunger if your request is not too outlandish, a small meal should not be too large a request I would think. Celie stood near her waiting patiently, smiling innocently as she watched the princess taste the wine. It would be a fine vintage, possibly better then anything she was accustomed to as not many drank wine down here. a little short but not much to be said. Once she eats we can move on to something more fun. He his hand moved through her hair, resting on her head and allowed to her to do all the work she desired for her lord. He made sounds of pleasant delight, watching her as she slowly took his length in. He was large for an elf, a man even, one reason he managed to hold the interest of many of his harem girls. However was not a barbarian. He knew how to use his cock, and he knew how to use his hands as well, size means nothing if you think it's all you need. His hands caressed her head as she took his length in, sucking and licking, and he moaned in approval. Oh yes... This is why I keep you around... He said, and pushed her hair back as it fell to her face. I shall let you continue for a few minutes, before the need to pound into you rises again.
Thread: Laying the dragon (Sweetnothings & Ravinwolfen)

Alister hefted his shield, having already unsaddles his horse. He trusted the animal to be able to look after itself for a day, and this didn't tie the creature to a tree. The blonde haired knight let out a long sigh as he settled his nerves striding down the shallow slope of the hill side into the valley bellow, his sight set on a lickly cave near the river where his prey might be in. Prey might be a bit strong of a word though, as things could turn round quiet fast in this case. The young knight had received word of a dangerous dragon plaguing the country side. Many had shown, only to be frightened off by rumor of the beast, and its sorcerous power to ensnare the minds of men. All this sounded like embellishment by a superstitious society. In the end the young knight would not be scared off by rumors, his honor was the defense of these lands. He finally reached the mouth of the cave, stretching his toned frame as best her could under his heavy plated armor, arms straining a little as he hefted his shield and broadsword once more. He steeled himself once more for the fight ahead, even as he felt a chill run up his spine from nerves. This was it.
Thread: Laying the dragon (Sweetnothings & Ravinwolfen)

Lura knew this day was going to come. It was plain to see. The village she watched over had sent a scout earlier in the week to tell her they were sending a knight worthy of her. It wasn't to kill her, but to have a companion. Being in a cave like this by herself would get lonely. She had everything she needed pelts for beds, gold coins, and the chance to get whatever she wanted to eat. The farmers didn't mind that she would take a sheep once a week. Her multicolored bluish scales reflected the light off her back as she moved around, cleaning things up. Her tail would coil around one thing while she picked up other stuff. Her voice was beautiful when she spoke her native language. English was a challenge, and hers was heavily accented. Maybe her new companion would overlook that difficulty and decide to stay with her. Lura wasn't like other dragons. She preferred the humans to make their own decisions instead of kidnapping them for profit. Her ears swiveled to the side when she heard footsteps. The heavy footfalls of the knight. Excited, she changed the color of her scales to match the darkness of the cave before walking along the walls. She reached the mouth of the cave where she studied him. Blonde, tall, and definitely handsome. Still, she was taller than him by at least a foot. Coming down from the wall, she stood before him. You are knight? Lura asked, her reptilian scales going back to her multicolored scales. I expected you.
Thread: Laying the dragon (Sweetnothings & Ravinwolfen)

Even as the creature spoke, a little itch was in the back of his mind. Dragons were cradty and never to under estimated, should she have been expecting him, then any part of the valley might be a trap, even the river that ran through it. He paused not daring to take another step closer as he looked the dragon over, all the more intrigued by the fact that it was a dragoness. That was the first real odd note in the situation as most female dragons seemed more interestead in the raises of mortals than in a dominion where humans feared them. One of two things were going on here, he had been mislead by the townsfolk, or this dragoness was more akin to a male. The later seemed more likely as he looked her over, she was strong it seemed,a dn naturally tall and beautiful. He shook his head, the last part a notion that had entered his mind as he took in her full form. Perhaps her beauty was the key to the way she entranced any who crossed her path, or maybe she didnt even know it, either way, he had a rask to do.
Thread: Laying the dragon (Sweetnothings & Ravinwolfen)

Even though she tried to fight it, Lura could help but let some of her persuasion leak through her voice. It wouldn't be a bad thing if he would easily say yes. It wouldn't be bad if he would stay with her for a longer time. Lura smiled and moved her tail along his legs, the strong appendage teasing his sensitive nerves. It wouldn't be bad. The townspeople promised me a companion for my protection. I've kept numerous dragons away from your village. I only take what I need. I'm not like most dragons. I'm nice. She smiled and shifted her scales against to a peachy color. Come in. I'm not going to eat you. A melodic laugh resounded through the cave before her hand grabbed his hand and led him to her living room. Again, she shifted her scales to make her seem more accommodating. What is mine, is yours.
Thread: Laying the dragon (Sweetnothings & Ravinwolfen)

He blinked unsure how she had gotten so close without him reacting, his mind seeming to be in a haze as it tried to piece everything together. He felt her tail run along the plate metal on his legs, but ignored it. Even as she spoe e ran all the facts through his hea, no farmer clamoring about lost livestock, no virgin sacrfices to apease the beast, and not even a town ransacked. Perhaps this was the truth, the village had just wanted him to meet with her, but couldnt think of a way to convince him that didn't require calling for a dragon slayer. as she tugged him into her lair, he took measure of her strength, finding if he really wanted to he could easily have broken free, but smiled and played along with her little game. Why would someone like you need a protector? More like a toy i am sure, humans being so frail and weak compared to yourself.
Thread: Laying the dragon (Sweetnothings & Ravinwolfen)

It never hurt to use the persuasion. Lura knew it made her feel good. There was a curse on the dragons that said if they didn't use their powers for a period of time, eventually they would go crazy. The only way she could stay sane was using it on animals and poor bandits. Then, this lonely knight. He was perfect for a companion. He could even help her out on a few things for her. She smiled, her razor sharp teeth showing. It was a going to be fun night getting him to stay with her. It was always harder to use the persuasion on humans because they had a conscious. Her grip wasn't hard, nor was it strong. It was friendly and light as if he was an old friend. He was that to her. A friend that might become more in the near future. I won't call it a protector, but if that is what you wish, then yes. I can't protect my home from all of the dragons by myself. You have your modern machinery, and I have my strength. I only wish for you to stay if you want to, but I hope you'll say yes. Again, her voice was like a sweet piercing in his mind.
Thread: Laying the dragon (Sweetnothings & Ravinwolfen)

As she spoke he could feel her voice trying to coax him, it was not threatening or forcful, just aluring, and he was not one to be so easily coaxed. He turned the tables quickly jerking his wrist free grabbing hers in turn before spinning her to pin her to the cave wall, barely to her collar bone as he pressed against her. So whats in it for me? I am not convinced you are offering me much in turn.