<div class="floatright">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v484/FujinAkari/dea365467d5124c6cbec34019d1d794f_zpse6fcef04.jpeg)</div><br/>Sydney Malorne (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=247429.msg12254506#msg12254506)<br/><br/><em>Sydney's eyes widen as she suddenly feels her feet inexplicably leave the ground and she briefly twitches her feet against the nothing as she flails backwards, letting out a brief squeek of protest.  She lets out a little shriek as she slams into the invisible bands of the prison, her back arching slightly as the much taller demon-prisoner-thing pulled her upwards against the bands of power, holding her slightly up off the ground and one of his powerful hands pressed down against the swell of her breast, her nipples still perky from Nuria's attentions.  The wizardess' cheeks colored slightly as she briefly considered what the prisoner must be thinking, rough fingers sliding across her nipples and then her back arched slightly as the prisoners other hand lightly traced across the master-rune tattoo'ed onto her back.<br/><br/>Her eyes widened and she swallowed a bit... if he scratched that at all... caused a scar or anything... her conduit would close and she would be as helpless as a mewling baker.  Did he know?  Was he taunting her with his knowledge and re-enforcing her helplessness as he held her against the walls of his prison?  She bit her lower lip, squeezing her legs together instinctively as she felt the man's thickness press against the back of her dress and felt his rough desire, his need to slide the thin cloth upward and take her from behind.  She bit her lip a bit, her breath coming shallowly from having the wind knocked out of her, and whispered.  "I... I know it has been awhile... but it is considered polite to take a girl to dinner before sliding your hands under her clothes..."<br/><br/><em>She raised a hand.  She saw Phel already rushing to her defense and didn't call attention to her friend's approach, instead she hoped to keep the man's attention on her back and her ass but... at the same time... Nuria was surrounded by two of the hulks and seemed to be splayed apart... <br/><br/>Sydney closed her eyes and drew in her power, drawing upon the prisoner's desire (while it was still unfulfilled) and honed it, directed it, and then lost it as the man's grip on her breast tightened softly, the pressure of this thumb and forefinger around her nipple pinching down and causing her eyes to widen and a slightly-pained moan to escape her lips, the blush on her cheeks intensifying...</em><br/><br/></em><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">casting a spell</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2016-10-03 14:01:35, Faeli (uid: 49010) rolls: 1d20a2 Result: 5 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=95533)</div></div>