<strong>Name;</strong>Eldrith Lightstone<br/><strong>Location;</strong>The Prancing Pony, private room<br/><strong>Tagged;</strong>Morgul the Necromancer<br/><br/>There was little she could think to say to Morgul's explanation, and even through her lust hazed brain she managed a chuckle since it made sense, easily imagining how such encounters had gone if her own experience so far was anything to go by.  She could agree to Morgul's wisdom since virgin sacrificing was not an act she condoned, no matter what the reason was, and so her losing her own virginity wasn't such a bad idea should she have ever found herself in such a situation.  On the other hand there was always the risk of being captured and sold into slavery or worse, but considering her epic status, that wasn't bloody likely.  Still, she gasped and groaned, feeling his length against her belly while he pushed his finger into her sex, unable to help but clamp down upon the digit as he also found her clit, her sex already producing her nectar from the stimulation it was receiving.  She'd never been so wet before in her life thus far, and despite how tight it was just with the one, she moaned longingly as he filled her with a second, making her toes curl and uncurl, the pleasurable sensations only becoming more intense as she felt his lips on her neck.  She was completely at his mercy and she didn't care, this being one of the few times she had ever relinquished control to anyone else, and this being the first time she had felt such pleasure before since the only time she had let someone else command her body was for her monk training, and that was for simple stretching and what have you.  "You're....righ...right...on that...Morgul.  Oh gods....so good....can't....hold on...much longer.  Going to...going to....cum soon."  She gasped, her sea green eyes full of fire, her skin almost at a fevered temperature as he continued to show her the way to bliss.  Just a little more and she'd be twitching and screaming his name most likely.