(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/2f/fe/49/2ffe493b1df146eed0327418623c5723.jpg)<br/><strong>Xara,<br/>Hawken, Steinhelm -&gt; Guardhouse<br/>Tag: Taris</strong><br/><br/>"Ahahaha.. Pfew!" Xara laughed ever so softly, seeming quite happy with Taris decision, as they rode towards the guardhouse. Usually, Guardhouses especially of Hawken were troublesome places, but to the orderly Taris it was comforting.<br/><br/>Remaining oddly silent, Xara nodded. "Don't you worry.. I think I have a plan to make sure you find rest with very little, my dear."<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Had she known just what exactly Xara had been up to, had she still agreed? Quite potentially. Silk.<br/>But the strange thing was, everyhing had passed a little like a dream. She had arrived at the guardhouse, had a not overly tasty, but filling meal with several of the guards, a little bit of wine, and then she had felt all woozy and disoriented, like she had felt at the coach, but this time, she'd remained more conscious of it... her actions had been her own, but yet not entirely, as if she had indulged heavily in the wine. The silk was the best about it.<br/>It wasn't that she had acted like a loud drunk, but something in her had not just encouraged Xara, but edged her on lustfully. This was definitly not standard issue for ropes.<br/><br/>Taris lay, with her hands bound together behind her, a rope going through and along her chest, emphatizing rather than hiding her breasts, and somehow coiling around again, running between her legs. She could feel it dig into her skin, in a way that should be unpleasant,<em>but really wasn't.</em><br/>"I'd never taken you for such a provocative little Minx." Xara mused, whilest Taris fully regained her wits, noticing that she was only dressed in the faintest remains of her clothing and underwear. (Plus the bandaging Xara had gently, but insistantly applied again proper to her unlucky shoulder)<br/>"Ropes.. are a hobby of mine. It started with simple knot-weaving you know, I had this book... And then, a few years ago, after never really being.. into.. the rough and tumble with men, I had this female captive that had knifes hidden on her, I had to bind her up and.. well. Let's just say I let her off with a warning...<br/>Although, the way you are looking at me, not sure I can do that.. oh, sorry.." She leaned down and removed something obscuring Taris speech, a dark purple ball-gag.<br/><br/>"Sorry, if this is a bit sudden, but.. you must understand, the chance to make a noble mine, is a once in a lifetime opportunity, and with the things you whispered to me at dinner.." She smirked and finished rummaging in the drawer in the guards quarters, presenting a large, rubbery object of rather unquestionable purpose. Taris remembered.. the unmistakable<em>hints</em>she had whispered to Xara whilest unable to control herself...<br/><br/>"Quite fascinating. Everyone knows that all the Nobles of Hawken crave to be in charge and control, if they weren't<em>someone</em>would surely take advantage of them." She smirked, placing the dildo down on the shelf, to pull out a small leathery device.. it kind of looked like something used to control and guide horses.<br/>Taris was not sure that was it's intended purpose right now though.<br/>"Luckily, you found me to protect you from those that'd abuse a cutie like you." She remarked, and leaned down, tugging the rope-bindings of Taris a little tighter around her, a hand dipping low to cup her bottom as she cooed into the elfs pointy ear, followed up by a soft nibbling on it: "If you resent me for it tomorrow, then I will apologize and part ways.. but for tonight, you are mine, understood?" With a soft biting on Taris ear, she repeated, in a quite more commanding tone that hinted she'd taken well to her promotion, as queezing of the half-elves bottom accompanying her question: "Understood?"<br/><br/>(Posting Treshold reached!  Taris levels up, loses her prior demonic curse trait and gains a new Passive trait: Demonic Curse, beginning stage: +2 Charisma, -2 Wisdom, You gain fire and profane energy resistance 5, but become uncomfortable close to holy objects. If you already have fire resistance or etc, this is added on.)<br/>