<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/77/SNorclady.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:  Snogflog Nosebiter of the Shattered Hand Clan (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=266077.msg13138798#msg13138798)</strong><br/><br/><strong>COURTESEAN</strong><br/><br/><strong>Situation:</strong>Enjoying new things<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Stephen, Closed<br/><br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong><em>Bondage, playful violence, blood</em><br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>When the blindfold goes over her eyes and is secured with a tight knot Snogflog feels a little grin grow on her lips, she always so loves being blindfolded. It makes the whole experience so much greater when you cannot prepare for what is coming, and the sounds and smells help bring out the imagination keeping you guessing what the partner is up to. Her ears pick up as he walks around picking up the items he will need, none of the items make any real sound so she has no idea what he is up to. Cuffs will make their distinct metallic clinking as do chains, the creak of leather can hint at various restraints or harnesses but all those sounds are absent. Then he grabs her and tries to roll her over, being a bit of a brat she resists almost imperceptibly before relaxing her muscles allowing him to move her heavier body over. The sound of him doing something is almost maddening, with perhaps another partner she would be getting bored but so far he has proven to be quite an interesting human.<br/><br/>"Almost there,"<br/><br/>The laugh while obviously not his normal laugh is obviously a form of reference wherever he comes from, but she gets the main idea about it. The fact that he isn't posturing as such is further just adding to her interest, his only “threat” was spoken with such conviction that she doesn't really doubt that he has the good form of dominant personality inside of him. She has in her days met too many who think only of causing pain and being abusive, and most of those ended up being carried out with broken bones. But this human, oh he is quite the delightful little treat in deed. Before she can think much more of it he is climbing on top of her, straddling her stomach as a soft wet tissue is tenderly teasing her nipples causing them to harden almost instantly. The orc increases her estimate of him as he effortlessly switches from the soft wet fabric that smells of alcohol to the sharp pain of the blade nicking her sensitive bud. Back to the swabs and this time the alcohol teases out a hiss of pain as it burns in the cut, cleaning the area before cutting? While the dungeon is so clean you can eat from any surface that is a thoughtfulness that she has to appreciate as the thin needle is pushed through her nipple causing her to snarl out from the pain, the pain that shoots through her system setting the nerves on fire before pooling like a small ember inside of her.<br/><br/>Instantly her body starts to heal the tiny little nicks so while he still has a hold of the needle she wiggles her breasts ever so slightly to tear the opening a little bit more so that when she skin starts to heal it wont heal over the entire needle. She has seen ladies with nipple piercings before, among her kind piercings are not uncommon but almost never in that area. And usually with far larger metal hooks or blades jammed into the skin to signify how fierce the owner is. But the elegant little piercings in a nipple is something Snogflog has always liked the look of, elegant, sexy and yet still speaks to her orcish nature. She has to make sure to thank him for it, and if she wins she might even return the favour. Heck she might return the favour with a nice branding iron.<br/><br/>And that thought is really amusing, sadly it seems that so few are interested in that particularly delightful thing. Her thoughts drift off for just a second letting him surprise her by scooting down and swiping the swab across her clit as well. For a heartbeat she isn't sure what he plans to do, surely he won't pierce that too! And as he without using the knife surprises her by pushing the needle into her overly sensitive clit she can't help herself anymore and lets out a loud groan that is part pain but most of all pleasure. And it seems he isn't done, dimly she hears him disrobe but she is still so focused on the  memory of his tongue tricking her clit out so he could pierce it. Sneaky sneaky human, what he lacks in raw power he is more than making up for by using his brain as she by now fully suspects yet what he does next she can not expect.<br/><br/>To her tribe electricity is unknown, sure they know about lighting bolts either from the heavens or cast from an enraged shaman but they have no idea what it is. So when the mild shock travels through her has no idea what it is. Normally such a mild charge wouldn't even phase her but conducted through her nipples and clit, all which are far more sensitive on her than on most it is enough for her to actually howl out loudly. Muscles siezes up and her eyes flies open but the blindfold keeps her guessing how he has done what he did, not that she really cares right now. She just wants more of it, no one has ever caused her to cry out in such a way before.<br/><br/>“Urgh by my Ancestors!”<br/><br/>Her breathing actually comes in slightly heavier as she sucks air into her lungs to steady herself again as the shock sinks into her body to help heat up the ember left over from the pain earlier. This new sensation helps to further excite her to the point that her arousal is quite evident, the nipples rock hard and a slowly growing dampness can be seen around her sex.