Name: Ilset Val'atha<br/>Tagging: Thorsen'melis<br/>Location: The Walking Duck<br/>Skill: 7<br/>Stamina: 14<br/>Luck: 8<br/>Climax: 0 so far<br/><br/><em>Take what you want...?</em><br/><br/>Those words ran through her head over and over until the meaning behind those words was made perfectly clear, the grating noise of tearing fabric filling her ears.  She could only just feel his talons upon her skin, but it wasn't enough to injure her.<br/><br/>"No, get away!  Please, g-get away from me, leave!  I can't!" she insisted, but her protests fell on deaf ears.  Her captor approached closer still, dropping the strange armor and skirt that protected his skin from injury, leaving another<em>clank</em>upon the floor, revealing the symbol of his gender, easily a foot long, and he wasn't even in a state of arousal yet.  She averts her eyes, a look of horror upon her gentle features.<br/><br/>"No, that's...that's not going to work!  You can't... you can't put that in me! I'm...I'm just a virgin, please...I haven't done anything wrong...I haven't..." she repeats, trying to back up in a desperate attempt to escape, her nude form visible to her attacker.  The robes that hid her form before were gone, revealing a modest set of assets.  Namely, a pair of B cup breasts and her virgin holes lying upon her smooth skin, another gift of her heritage.<br/><br/>"This isn't my fate, this isn't my fate!" she yelled futilely.  Just as she yelled her last protest, she felt those powerful hands grip her thighs greedily, pulling her right before his wide maw, leaving her more or less upside-down, straining herself to see what he was trying to do, but she felt it long before she saw it.  A sudden movement from his skilled tongue slid between her lips, forcing a gasp from her before he got into a regular rhythm with it, tracing around her entrance before circling her clit, teasing her with a flood of sensations she hadn't felt before...and it showed. Her body convulsed and twisted in his grip, as she tried so hard to escape, her back arching several times at the treatment, but her clit had already grown erect, far too sensitive to his touches and skilled movements.<br/><br/>"Pla....Please....Stoooooooop!" she pants through heavy breaths and  clenched teeth, her body betraying her embarrassment and hatred towards Thorsen'melis.<br/><br/>Stamina Counter attack- Result: 14  (18-14=4 stamina damage to Il'set) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=64315)