<div class="floatright">(https://pbs.twimg.com/media/C9-CE08XcAAqKMd.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Chains (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276392.msg13591820#msg13591820)<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Anahita, Thogstein, Sparrow, Open<br/><strong>Wearing: </strong>a ragged cloak that hangs from her shoulders leaving her body mostly shown, a belt of rope with a dagger, and those black black chains around wrists and cock<br/>HP: 15/15       XP: 0/7<br/><hr/>The chains connecting Sparrow to Chains do indeed pull her after the boy for a moment, visibly clattering over the table.  The sounds, however, are rushes of movement more like slithering of snakes, enough to catch the attention of those at the table certainly, but not enough to bring all eyes in the hovel to them.  Chains sits back with widened hungry eyes for a moment watching Sparrow and Lampa as she murmers out with a teasing smile, "Does he now? Nothing wrong with a Master enjoying a bit of their own control back on them."  Her teeth grit and she forces herself back into a recumbent position, her cock very much out and obvious to anyone who glances at her.<br/><br/>When Thogstein barks at her, Chains pulls her ragged cloak a bit closer, eyeing the woman carefully.  Her lips purse as she watches the treatment of Anahita before she swallows her breath hard.  Her chains begin to drag down towards the familiar wizard before she catches hold of one of them in a dainty hand and roughly pulls it back.  "I am Chains," she states simply to Thogstein.  "I embarked with some of your friends and we were separated. Perhaps when you once again go forward I shoul-"<br/><br/>She pauses for a moment, tensing as the meddler draws closer to the table, not quite flinching but coming near.  "We can talk more later," she says to Thogstein as she pulls her cloak partially to the side to allow a good window to her black curves.  "As you can see, we have little need for paid pleasures, though I'm sure you're quite a delight. If you need things done in the anus, however, we'd be more than happy to oblige."  Her hand draws gently along the cock-ring at her base, her lips curving into a delicious smile that slips as a touch of anxiety comes to her voice, "But as the day draws long, so my need to move draws thin... Do we intend to stay here too much longer?"<br/><br/>The chains draw closer to her body.