Aseera<br/><br/>"Love given freely?  What made you think I want<em>love</em>, silly priestess?" I laugh at her, setting her things down, "I want a pet, a toy to play with.  You are that.  You will be mine, and you will beg me for pain by the end, little one.  Now, let me see..."<br/><br/>I move around the room, humming as I pick up the things that I will need.  At last I take a thin bar of mithril, bent in a general hoop, and place it around the elf's neck.  Once I am sure that it won't just fall off, I begin my spell.  It takes more time than I like in casting, but it was just the urge to play with my toy.  The spell finally completes, and the bar of mithril has turned into a perfectly fitted collar, seamless and with a delicate looking silver chain leading to a handle.<br/><br/>"There we go, my pet, that looks about right," I say, stepping back to admire my work.  I would have done it in silver, but silver was too weak. "Now, what to do first...I think that we should take care of your pesky second maidenhood, hmm?  Don't you think that sounds right?"<br/><br/>My voice is sweet and lilting, as I take another device out, a leather codpiece that had a long, polished admantine rod attached, with swirling ridges across its entire length.  I carefully buckled it on, and walked over to her.  I rotated her in the air, until she was face down, her legs on either side of me and my hands on her hips.