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Captured:
His muscles rippled as he applied pressure to the chains around his wrists. They had taken his armor and left with only a light cotton shirt and pants. The did nothing against the cold chill that filled his cage. The cell was dark and the stone cold against his knees. He was perfectly chained down as if they knew what power he his lethal form held. The fight was a blurr and waking up in a ceil wasn't in his plans. He grunted as he shifted his weight between his legs, once more testing his shackles.
Fire blew from his mouth warming his chest for a moment before quickly being replaced by the cold. It wasn't a good plan so he quickly tried calculate an escape. He didn't know how long he had before his captors arrived. Whatever they wanted from him, he could assure that, they weren't getting it.
Got you!
He grinned to himself as he watched his prey in their cell. He was going to give them time to contemplate their fate before he approached. Food had been rationed and he knew by now they were hungry. He was determined to get what he wanted no matter what it took. Then again he was planning to have fun with it too.
His muscles rippled as he applied pressure to the chains around his wrists. They had taken his armor and left with only a light cotton shirt and pants. The did nothing against the cold chill that filled his cage. The cell was dark and the stone cold against his knees. He was perfectly chained down as if they knew what power he his lethal form held. The fight was a blurr and waking up in a ceil wasn't in his plans. He grunted as he shifted his weight between his legs, once more testing his shackles.
Fire blew from his mouth warming his chest for a moment before quickly being replaced by the cold. It wasn't a good plan so he quickly tried calculate an escape. He didn't know how long he had before his captors arrived. Whatever they wanted from him, he could assure that, they weren't getting it.
Got you!
He grinned to himself as he watched his prey in their cell. He was going to give them time to contemplate their fate before he approached. Food had been rationed and he knew by now they were hungry. He was determined to get what he wanted no matter what it took. Then again he was planning to have fun with it too.
Option 2 for this gal, gooooo
Date: 2014-12-07 05:47 pm (UTC)From:Moira had only intended to stay at the keep long enough to have a little fun with the soldiers, maybe a captain or two. But when their commander, a man with the air of a ferocious beast, had blindsided her, she was all but powerless against him.
She couldn't even put up a fight; within moments, she was unconscious, and dragged off to a holding cell in some dungeon.
It had been some time since she had awoken, and saw that she was left chained by her wrists and ankles to the stone wall behind her. If she was angry, it didn't show on her features; indeed, the only thing that seemed to be present was an intense expression of impatience, as though she were waiting for something to entertain her.
The silence was only broken by the quiet growling of her stomach, and her impatience turned to irritation.
"This is certainly a fine way of spending time..."
option 1 this time!
Date: 2014-12-07 08:46 pm (UTC)From:It wasn't long before the heavy stone door swung open, and Cia, in all her glory, waltzed in without a care in the world. The tone of her voice, however was a stark contrast to her demeanor.
"You should have known better than to oppose me."
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Date: 2014-12-07 10:23 pm (UTC)From:His voice was deep and laced with a rare hint of amusement. She hasn't been broken by their rough treatment of her and he silently commends her spirit. He wasn't going to let that last. She would be broken and she would be broken by him.
He stepped from the shadows with his usual frowning expression. His demeanor was daunting as he towered over her, his eyes examining her like she was a toy.
"Tell me. Why were you in my keep?"
option 1
Date: 2014-12-07 10:28 pm (UTC)From:"You cannot control me."
Fire erupted from Volga's breath as she neared. He knew that she didn't fear him but he was a beast and he emanated that power now.
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Date: 2014-12-07 11:15 pm (UTC)From:Moira speaks in a cool, clipped tone, golden eyes gleaming as her gaze meets his. He was an imposing man, but damn, he was rather attractive...
"If you must know," she continues, her voice slowly shifting into a husky, lilting tone, "I was looking to have a little... fun with your men. Nothing malicious, I assure you."
She lets her eyes wander, now that she's got ample time to do so. Her captor is quite the handsome figure, and here Moira was, unable to even so much as touch him...
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Date: 2014-12-07 11:45 pm (UTC)From:She brandishes her scepter, willing it into being from the darkness, and uses it to tilt his chin up. "...bound, and completely at my mercy."
Almost as quickly as it appeared, the weapon vanishes again, and Cia smirks wickedly.
"Drop this feeble attempt at resistance, dragon. Serve me, and you will never want for battle again."
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Date: 2014-12-08 12:28 am (UTC)From:Volga didn't enjoy being manipulated by her even if it was only a slight raise of his chin.
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Date: 2014-12-08 12:40 am (UTC)From:He walked forward looking her over, an eyebrow raising as she examines him. He knows that stare and he can't help but feel as if he has already won. A strong hand reaches out light lighting and grabs her by the neck.
"What will you do now?"
He squeezed just hard enough that any words she might speak instead turn into moans and whines.
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Date: 2014-12-08 01:20 am (UTC)From:Her eyes, half lidded and now filled with the most primal of lusts, meets his again, and after a moment she runs her tongue over her lips teasingly.
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Date: 2014-12-08 01:53 am (UTC)From:"What are you expecting?"
Volga loosened his grip enough so that she could speak but otherwise kept his hold firm, excited at her reaction.
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Date: 2014-12-08 04:08 am (UTC)From:Despite his grasp not being nearly as tight upon her neck, her voice still came out faint, and laced with an almost urgent sense of need.
After all, he did stop her fun just before she could have a proper finish—
She shook her head as best she could, her eyes shutting for just a moment. When she speaks again, her words are strained, almost as though she were forcing herself to keep her composure.
"I... I expected... more."
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Date: 2014-12-08 04:11 am (UTC)From:She leaned over, cupping his chin with one slim hand and staring into his eyes again.
"When I speak, you answer. Am I understood?"
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Date: 2014-12-08 04:53 pm (UTC)From:Volga wasn't shy of his body and he had his own needs to attend but he wasn't really concerned about what needs she might have.
"More then." His growled as he stood over her. His own armor might get in the way but for now he wanted to play.
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Date: 2014-12-08 04:58 pm (UTC)From:Volga was stubborn but when it came to Cia he knew instinctively that he couldn't win.
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Date: 2014-12-08 05:13 pm (UTC)From:It was only when the rattling of her chains reached her ears that she allowed herself to lock gazes with him again, a disappointed whimper leaving her mouth. The look in her eyes was almost desperate, a silent plea to be let loose... if only to please him.
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Date: 2014-12-08 05:19 pm (UTC)From:Her tone is not unlike a master praising an obedient pet, and her hand moves now to cup his cheek.
"You're going to play nice now, aren't you? I'd hate to have to... punish you."
The words she speaks say one thing, but the tone in which she says them — confident and entirely sure of herself — belays the ability to back her statement up if need be.
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Date: 2014-12-08 05:37 pm (UTC)From:His free hand reached over towards the wall and grabbed the short chain that kept that limb bound. His fingers wrapped around it and pulled letting her right arm free. Her wrist was still shackled but now she at least had use of that hand. He would take his time to free her, to see if it was really worth the effort. Volga wasn't one to use such silly means as keys.
"Please me."
It was a command and it rang with all the power and authority he possessed.
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Date: 2014-12-08 05:44 pm (UTC)From:"I think your enjoying yourself."
His voice was deep and it reflected the power he contained within his fierce form.
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Date: 2014-12-08 06:35 pm (UTC)From:Her hand, now freed, makes its way to his thigh; slender fingers trace the armor covering his form, feeling the cool metal beneath them before they move onward.
Her hand comes to rest on the sash that rests just above his hips, pulling at the yellow fabric lightly. An almost-innocent, playful sound leaves her lips, and her features curl into a smile; before long, her hand dips beneath the sash and the waistband of his pants, and her fingers tease him to hardness. Then, as her tongue runs over her lips again, she begins to stroke him, keeping a languid, lazy pace for the time being.
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Date: 2014-12-08 06:39 pm (UTC)From:Cia's lips curled into a smirk, and she leaned in almost enough so that their noses touched.
"Would you rather I be... cruel, cold, and without any sense of fun? After all... I could easily do so."
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Date: 2014-12-08 07:15 pm (UTC)From:"Do as you wish."
How could he have an opinion on the matter when Volga knew she would do as she wanted no matter what he said.
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Date: 2014-12-08 07:34 pm (UTC)From:He didn't need his armor now and so with a click of his tongue he removed the armor that prevent her access to his cock. It fell to the cell floor loudly leaving noticeable cracks in the hard ground. His black pants pulled tightly across his front, his cock hardening at her touch.
Volga waited, giving her a chance to do better before he lost his patience.
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Date: 2014-12-08 08:09 pm (UTC)From:Oh, she had talents, all right — talents that she would very gladly put to use, if only he would let her.
For now, he would have to be satisfied with this... until he saw fit to free her further, of course.
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Date: 2014-12-08 08:13 pm (UTC)From:"Oh, I plan to."
She punctuates that with the faintest pressing of her chest against the metal of his armor.
"Unless you have... objections?"
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Date: 2014-12-09 02:29 am (UTC)From:"Your pathetic. Show me more." Volga growled at her as he brought his face inches from her own. The loud echo of the chain breaking against the empty silence around them.