<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Y3n5ibZ.png)</div>A gasp caught in Larissa's throat as her ass was pawed and played with. The sudden aggression in Elaine when she was so otherwise eager was...well it gave her conflicted feelings if anything! But she saw the challenge burning behind Elaine's eyes...and behind that challenge, a subtle plea. Larissa's surprised readily rallied in a confident smirk.<br/><br/>"I think," Larissa said, her hands coming up to grab Elaine by her wrists. "I think<em>bloodchief</em>is a lowly title for orcs far beneath me." She gave both of Elaine's wrists a firm twist and moved to hold her hands and arms above her head. Larissa pushed her whole weight against Elaine, pushing her back toward the bed and onto the mattress. Once Elaine was on her back, Larissa straddled her before seating herself on her beloved's stomach. She pinned her arms with the weight of one of her own - if Elaine struggled, she would do her best to keep her still. Her free hand came to the collar of her linen shirt. The sound of tearing fabric filled the room as Larissa rend the garment down the middle. Shrugging off the shirt, she'd tie Elaine's wrists above her head with it and then secured the bonds above the headrest.<br/><br/>"You will call me 'my Lady'," Larissa said. "For I am the Lady of Castle Rend."