<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Y3n5ibZ.png)</div>Larissa spared but a moment to admire her handiwork. She was far too in the heat in the moment to realize that she had ruined a perfectly good garment, but she couldn't have been asked to get the rope from her bag. She tracked Elaine's eyes and reached forward to take her beloved by the chin once more, urging her to look up. "My, my," she tsked. "Even when using proper address I see much disrespect in you. And such unbridled desire. I do not come out here to indulge the chaos of the wilderness. I came here to<em>tame</em>it."<br/><br/>Larissa reached up toward the makeshift bonds she had tied Elaine with and tore off a thin band of linen. "I will tame the<em>savagery</em>out of you," Larissa declared. She shifted, moving back her body to sit firmly on Elaine's legs, effectively pinning her whole body down between her weight and the bonds binding her wrists. Larissa gave that all-too-eage shaft a few pumps with an amused smirk. "What a wanton thing you are...do you like this so much?" With that, Larissa would give Elaine several full pumps, her eyes firmly fixed upon her slave with an expectant, heated look. Her fingers pressed insistently into Elaine's glans, rubbing at the underside of the crown with each pass. Larissa's hands were calloused from handling her weapons, and so Elaine was treated to textured grip that seemed to grasp at her almost meanly.