<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82056.msg5177533#msg5177533">Quote from: Miroque on 08-09-2011, 09:44:26</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>-Arathea-</strong><br/><br/>She turned her face away, blushing crimson, like she had learned to do in the hands of that monster.<strong> "Lord.. is this prober?"</strong> without waitting an answer, she followed the order, and let her gown fall from her shoulders into bile around her legs. She wore no undergarments, and tried to cover her modesty with her hands, her left hand covered her smallish brests while her right hand was over her red pubic hair, her whole body was shaking lightly, from anticipation.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>"Proper?", he asked, while reaching to caress her shoulder. "Of course it's not proper... my beautiful Dhuna Witch! But why would you care about what is proper?"<br/>His grip strengthened around her shoulder, and he turned her back to him, reaching to grasp her breast with his other hand. She could feel a bulge as he was pressing her to the front of his body.<br/>Maybe he just had a knife she haven't noticed so far, and the handle was sticking?