<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Stats</div><div class="spoiler_body"><em>Charmed</em> by "Hobgoblin Chieftain"<br/>Hit Points: 76     Speed: 40 feet<br/>Saves: Fortitude: +9     Reflex: +6     Will: +2     BAB: + 11/ + 6<br/></div></div><br/>The strength of the chieftain was obvious to Yolande, and although she had known he was strong, she hadn't expected that sort of firmness in his grip on her breasts - it was like nothing she was used to.  Red-faced, she saw - and felt - how he mashed and distorted them, pawing them back and forth with his huge hands, and it was oddly stimulating despite the terrible situation she was in.  She tried to keep calm, to ignore everything, but when those massive fingers dragged quite softly across her nipples she still gasped, biting it back to keep the surrounding hobgoblins from hearing too much.  This was strange and confusing - it was just something she had to do, she shouldn't find it arousing at all.  But it was, a little, despite everything.<br/><br/>But then he exposed himself, and showed what he really meant to do.  She watched of course - she couldn't help it, bound as she was, with him right there in front of her, and it made her gasp again; she had never seen anything like this, and certainly never touched anything even close.  Her husband - it was painful to think of him right now, in these circumstances, and she blushed even more deeply.  Of course... he was nothing like this, in any way.  And that was a<em>good</em>thing, she hastily reminded herself ... she didn't want him to be so strong, nor so ... so very large.  Clearly it would make sex impossible, painful... no, just impossible, she didn't even want to think about it.  Though it was hard not to think about it, a little, and that just added to her confusion and shame.<br/><br/>She watched, amazed, as he placed himself between her breasts and then began moving, squeezing her together, against him.  It was so ... so impossible to look away, the way he thrust right up at her, from within her in a way, it was strange and sort of hypnotic.  But as his movements grew more desperate, and his pre-cum made it all slippier, smoother... and as his musky filled her lungs, filled her head with a raw sexuality, her arousal grew again.  The grip on her breasts, the gliding motion, the ... too-impressive cock and the power behind it, overcame even the humiliation of being nude in front of these other creatures.  That arousal troubled her even more, as she remembered the husband she had left behind just a few days ago, and still expected to see again before the week was out.<br/><br/>So his request to her... though it was so oddly tempting, and he was striking her with his cock-head already, on her jaw, on her cheek... how easy it would be.  But she just couldn't... hopefully he would understand.<strong>"I ... can't, I'm sorry.  I have a husband, and... even with him, I... I don't."</strong>Though she had never been so tempted either, with him, and that thought made her even more uncomfortable.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Rolls and OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Charisma check: 1d20a2 DC: 15 Result: 18 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=114487)  A little late, but she wins one!  Though I almost had her give in to the excitement... but let her hold one little thing back.  Of course, he can take whatever he wants, at this point!<br/></div></div>