<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=12451.msg505770#msg505770">Quote from: Bliss on 11-01-2008, 19:52:35</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">The fall to the deck wasn't far, but enough to jolt Atnorsa's breath from her for a moment as she landed on her rump and rolled to her back, treated with all the grace of a fresh side of boar brought home for the butchering. The motion was enough for her to keep rolling though, onto her side; she'd shifted up to her knees, eyes snapping from one captor to the next as the cruel man chained her compatriot to the deck.<br/><br/>The freewoman had been mostly out of her sight in the shop, but now she was clear to see; and a new twist of rage and disgust sank its dark claws into the pale woman's heart. SHE should be fighting against the grasping paws of distant Rome, not aiding it!<br/><br/>It was the shock of seeing her that held Atnorsa still, until the man finished with what sounded like instructions, and approached; for a moment she leaned forward, then rocked up and back - determined to be on her feet when he reached her, even chained as she was.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Anastasius moved over and paused to look over Atnorsa as she stood, defiance and anger etched into every luscious inch of her.  He licked his lips and imagined the fierce cries that would come from her delightful lips... the pain and rage slowly flowing into and mingling with unwelcome pleasure.  Then he shook his head and reached for her arm, seeking to drag her down below.<br/><br/>"Come along my little tigeress..." he muttered to her in Greek, "A little hunger and confinement will take some of that fight out of you."