<b><span style="font-size: 18px">White Winged Griffon - Private Room</span></b><br/><br/>Noticing the cute elf's face nuzzling her cleavage, Nareen reaches up and squeezes her heavy globes together, smothering the elf in her flesh.  "I've never been allergic to anything before, are you sure you haven't cast some spell on me?  That would be very naughty and I would need to punish you."  She said, her voice taking on a slightly sterner tone as if she were perhaps growing angry but could also just be play acting.<br/><br/>She knelt down and gripped the elf's light dress, already bunched up at her waist, and pulled it down to the floor.  Her eyes followed up and down the smaller woman's body before she stood and removed the rest of her own.  A soft, neatly trimmed patch of blonde hair visible as she stood looking at the elf whose hands were still bound behind her.  "I almost have you right where I want you."  She said as she picked up yet another length of rope.