<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/l7R8A3h.jpg)</div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">ooc</div><div class="spoiler_body">Xara's defense roll against continuing sexual stimulation.<br/>Roll Result: rhev rolled: 4d6<br/>Comment: xara<br/>Result: 5, 1, 3, 2, <br/><br/>BTW, the links in this post are NSFW, though I'm sure you could figure that out.</div></div><br/>Her mind felt like it was buzzing with a million swarming insects, she couldn't focus, couldn't think, all she knew was she needed to cum.  She felt a warm hand on her ass, grabbing, squeezing, yes yes, so good, more...<em>"Beg for it.  Praise your betters, slave."</em>she heard only vaguely.  At first the words almost didn't even register, why wasn't she getting fucked?  She couldn't even think straight she was so close to cumming, it would only take a few strokes of her dripping sex.  Then she felt a feather light brush along her pussy and she bucked backwards, eager for more.  Then the words sank in.  She had to praise her mistress.  Just like back at home growing up, if she did what the house mistress said, she would be rewarded.<br/><br/>It was instinct, not even rational thought when like a base whore she whimpered,<strong>"Pl-please...let me cum!  M-mistress....let me cum...please!"</strong>Then there was bliss as she felt her slick passage speared wide open by the fingers inside her.  It hurt, it hurt so fucking good.  Xara's body shook and trembled under an orgasm that rivaled the one the fiend had given her earlier.  Her mind exploded with pleasure and much needed relief.   Her mind came back to itself as her orgasm rocketed through her like a lightning bolt, and began to fade, but with the promise of another not far away.  She realized in that moment of clarity that the fingers hadn't stopped.  Zerxel was still behind her, still slamming four fingers in and out of her slippery snatch, and damn her, her body was still bucking back against them.<br/><br/>She felt Zerxel wrap her hand into her long ivory hair and shove her face down into the sand.  She turned her head to the side and began to struggle with what little energy she had.  But it was no good, Zerxel was a more capable melee combatant, and stronger than she was.  She also had Xara pinned.  For a moment, just a moment, she thought about just giving in, just letting go.  She could lay here, dominated, and be pleasured, that wouldn't be too bad would it?<br/><br/>NO!  She had to fight, had to struggle.  She couldn't overpower Zerxel physically, and certainly not pinned the way she was.  But then she felt the crackle of magic, felt electric shocks running through her as Zerxel called upon her weak apprentice magic to try to enhance her near fisting.  A move that screamed of the woman's training as a melee fighter first and mage second.  Innate drow resistance meant that Xara could withstand such tactics better than the weaker races, and her training as a mage only supplemented that.  But it DID feel good, and it was affecting her, and it wasn't helping her escape the pin she was in.  Xara struggled again even as she felt her own body bucking into Zerxel's plunging fingers. No, it was pointless, she couldn't overpower Zerxel physically, she just couldn't.<br/><br/>But strength was never her forte, magic and deception were!  Of course, she knew what she had to do, it was a long shot, but the only one she could think of, especially as she felt another orgasm building so quickly on the heels of that last body rocking one.  She opened one eye and saw the black beam sweeping back in this direction again.  So slowly though... too slowly... she couldn't hold out long enough.  But she had too, this would only work one time.<br/><br/>Those fingers, that electric current, they were pushing her again.  She felt herself moaning, felt her body betraying her as she slammed her hips back to meet every four fingered thrust.  Why was her body so determined to betray her?  She knew she wouldn't be able to resist the second orgasm, the black beam was moving in too slowly.  But she thought back to the small amount of eros magic she knew... she could use it.  She could use that primal power.  It would put her at two orgasms to Zerxel's none, but she had no other choice.  If she acted too soon, it would only push Zerxel off her, free her for a moment.  But Zerxel had proven how adept she was at turning the tables on Xara's plans.  No, she had to risk it in order to go full out offense.  So she waited, her eye on that slowly advancing beam of smoke.  It would pass right over the both of them where they knelt in the sand, and she had to time it just right.  She moaned like an elvish whore in heat as she let Zerxel believe that she had already won, moaning out wordless cries mixed in with begging calls for her mistress.  Anything to lull the rogue into a false sense of security.<br/><br/>Then it was out of her hands, her eyes clamped shut as a second orgasm rocked through her body.  She could feel her tight elven cunt literally gushing, spraying clear musky love juices all over Zerxel's hand and arm as her body bucked and she cried out in uncontrollable bliss.  But that one part of her mind that was waiting seized that power, seized that electric orgasm and captured it, spun it into a deep ball inside her solar plexus, held it like a caged hook horror.  She subvocalized the words needed and added her own arcane power to that caged primal beast in her core.  She felt it then, Zerxel thought that she had won, two orgasms down and she was getting ready to wring a third out of Xara.<br/><br/>The necromancer opened her eyes, took a breath, saw the black beam sweeping almost above them, and she released the spell!<strong>"Quirak jalk xee!"</strong>She cried out suddenly, releasing all of the stored power that she had in one single, simple, spell.  A literally explosion of primal and arcane energy radiating outwards from her skin in all directions.  The force of which had the exact effect she had hoped, blowing Zerxel back and up, right into the path of the beam that swept forwards.  Xara rolled away, her pussy leaving a glistening trail of her juices all across the black sand as she still shuddered from the second orgasm Zerxel had forced from her.<br/><br/>She rolled away more than once, trying to put distance between her and Zerxel before turning to lay eyes on her opponent.  She realized suddenly that she hadn't needed to roll so far, as she looked at her opponent.  Was that what she had looked like when the beam hit her?  Zerxel's eyes were wide open as she lay back upon the sand, her hand furiously stroking her clit as her other tugged at her nipple ring.  But Xara knew that she wouldn't be able to get there on her own.  She grinned and stood up, feeling<span class="bbc_u">her own orgasmic juices dripping freely from her sodden wet slit</span>(http://i.imgur.com/SNpVtNC.gifv).  This was true power, to have your opponent helpless before you.  She would see to it that Zerxel didn't have the chance to turn the tables again.<strong> "Two is good bitch, but it's not going to be good enough.  Let me show you how to truly restrain your slave."</strong><br/><br/>She had time now and focused on the exact wording and power she wanted before casting the spell.  A dozen skeletal hands burst forth from the black sand, not real skeletons but her magic made manifest of course.  Still they would hold her down as if six strong men were behind the skeletal grips.  Two hands grabbing each of her ankles, another two grabbing each of her wrists, they pulled the rogue flat against the sand and stretched,<span class="bbc_u">pulling her spread eagle as far as her body would allow</span>(http://i.imgur.com/bb3qJH9.jpg).  The fifth pair of hands stretched up to wrap around her abdomen, pulling her down tight against the black sand.  Of the last two remaining hands, she directed one to slide through the sand and grip her hair, holding her head down tight against the sand.  The last would move down between her now spread thighs, ready to act on Xara's orders.<br/><br/>Xara grinned and gave a short bow to Malefactus, who watched impassively, unreacting.  Then amid a cloud of eyebots she strode over towards Zerxel.  She spared a glance at the  shadowy beam, knowing she had a little time before it swept back around, but determined not to get caught by it.  Then she stood over Zerxel's head, her feet planted widely on by the rogue's shoulders.  She looked down at the rogue as a thick clear string of her own orgasmic juices fell wetly onto Zerxel's whimpering face.<strong>"Now little slave, who is your mistress?"</strong><br/><br/>To her credit, Zerxel said nothing, simply straining futilely against the bones that held her immobile, thrusting her hips.  Xara knew how she felt in that moment, but felt no pity.  That was not the drow way after all.  Still, she knew that the world was watching her, and she would make this beautiful, make this rogue pay for what she'd done.  She slid her fingers through her wet cunt and flicked more clear juices against  Zerxel's face,<strong>"If you want to cum, all you need to do is beg your mistress Zerxel, you do want to cum don't you?"</strong><br/><br/>Zerxel's eyes shut as her body rebelled, and the rogue cried out,<em>"Yes mistress!  Please let me cum!"</em><br/><br/>Xara looked up to see a stealthy eyebot focused on her face.  She grinned wickedly at it, and flipped her hair once before speaking to it,<strong>"I didn't hear you slave.  That wasn't very good begging.  What is it you want your mistress to do?"</strong><br/><br/>Zerxel's breathing was ragged and her voice strained as she shouted out,<em>"Make me cum mistress, I'll do anything, I'll be your perfect slave, just make me cum.  Please, please, please, mistress please!"</em><br/><br/>Xara laughed then, a wicked cold sound and said looking down at Zerxel,<strong>"You're not the only one who can be 'shocking' you know."</strong>Then she held out one hand, curling her ring finger in towards her palm and then covering it with her thumb.  Down between Zerxel's legs, the last skeletal hand mimiced the movement.  Then with another laugh, Xara thrust her hand forwards.  The skeletal hand mimicked her movements, two magically animated bone fingers pushing into Zerxel's wet slit as the 'pinkie' finger pressed against then slid into her tight asshole.  Xara, keeping one eye on the slow moving shadow beam began sawing her hand back and forth as she stood with her own cunt dripping down onto Zerxel's face, even as the rogue felt an uncontrollable orgasm begin to explode inside her.<br/><br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">ooc</div><div class="spoiler_body">Ok, so here's why I took such liberties with your character, and I hope you're ok with it.  Xara failed her roll to break free, so I figured, fuck it, lets make this interesting.  But then I thought 'well, it might be boring to just totally let Zerxel win, lets see what her NEXT roll would be.  While that is enough to beat Zerxel, I thought it might be interesting to let Zerxel just have another round of 'winning' for free.  So Xara is at two orgasms, and at the end of this post, Zerxel is at one.<br/><br/>Now to break free you need to do two things:<br/>1. figure out how Zerxel is going to escape the clutches of the skeletal hands.  Her mind returns to herself after she begins coming down from her orgasm... though Xara isn't going to stop, she's going to try to push Zerxel through all three.<br/>2. Roll SEVEN successes to beat Xara's spell  (because what Xara rolled is crazy)<br/><br/>The next round:<br/>Roll Result: rhev rolled: 4d6<br/>Comment: xara<br/>Result: 2, 6, 6, 6<br/><br/>NOW, I don't want to let the game come down to just a dice roll, so here's an alternative:<br/>AFTER Zerxel has her second forced orgasm, but before she is eliminated, if she burns her last point of vampiric blood, she can escape, overpower Xara, and win the match.  No more rolls needed.  Because really in the end, don't we BOTH want Zerxel to win and put Xara in her place?<br/><br/></div></div>