<div class="floatleft">(http://i1251.photobucket.com/albums/hh549/Holodancer/Hyb0r1a/400461850_mira_123_447lo_zpse7423c42.jpg)</div><br/><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Mira of Shadizar (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=173912.msg8216116#msg8216116)<br/><strong>Nationality:</strong>Brythunian<br/><strong>Class/Skill Set:</strong>Spy/Assassin/Whore and all around Femme Fatale<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Inside the Leaky Wench<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Cormac<br/><br/><hr/><strong>"Unhand me!"</strong>Mira cried out indignantly as she was hoisted unceremoniously over the Cimmerian's shoulder.  It was humiliating, to be treated in this manner.   Certainly, Mira was much accustomed to degradation and subservience but it was always on her terms and when she deigned to allow it.  She was a willful and proud beauty and she would not stand for this.<br/><br/>She flailed at his back with her balled up fists, striking the barbarian repeatedly all the while thrashing her long, shapely legs but to no avail.  Then he spanked her, his hand smacking hard against the taut curve of her perfect buttock, leaving a red imprint on her creamy white skin.  The sound was surprisingly loud and drew laughter and a few cheers from gawking onlookers as he carried her to his room.<br/><br/>Mira's cheeks flushed red and hot while tears of impotent rage welled in her wide emerald eyes.  She glared at him with seething anger as he dumped her on the straw mattress, the worn bedding rough against her soft skin.  The fire haired beauty had a temper, one she kept under check most of the time but this Cimmerian was just so infuriating.<br/><strong><br/>"Cormac, you savage lout!"</strong>she yelled.<strong>"You may not treat me in such a manner.  And you are costing me silver.  I have three clients arranged already for this evening."</strong><br/><br/>She rose from the bed, as if to leave when she watched him strip.  Her eyes widened and she took him in.  She had been with countless men of all nations and races.  And rarely had she seen anyone of Cormac's virility and girth.  She realized now that her plan had worked to well.  She had kindled the barbarian's lust and now his savage instincts had overwhelmed any control he had.  She was surprised he hadn't simply thrown her on a table and taken her in the common room itself.<br/><br/>Composing herself as best as she could, she moved to the door<br/><br/><strong>"Good night Cormac.  We will pretend this incident never happened."</strong>