<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c8/Phelypsis.jpg)</div><br/>What are you waiting for?!!<br/>At 2017-04-20 10:05:16, Phelypsis (uid: 29273) rolls: 2d6a1 Result: 7 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=102507)<br/><br/>Jump attack! Intending to subdue him rather than cut the head off so not sure what to do with damage. Also she probably needs to land on the beast first. Lemme know if that requires some other roll.<br/>At 2017-04-20 10:13:34, Phelypsis (uid: 29273) rolls: 2d6a3 Result: 9 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=102508)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The sand stopped chafing red marks on Phelypsis' butt as the bandits pulled her up. "Hnggghff! Phfff," she huffed, continuing to struggle and writhe to resist their efforts to no real gain. Nothing she could in such a thoroughly roped up condition. Every attempt to free herself just made ropes bite between the plates of her armor and dig against the skin below. She gave the elvish man an angry over the shoulder glare when he set her up in front of him. Her breasts being flopped out from the armor and into the confines of the net made her gaze lose at least half of its anger. The ears too flopped downward as Phelypsis was starting to realize that no matter how brief the "battle" had been she had lost this one.<br/><br/>That realization flushed her loins with heat as she continued to test the net, though with increasing despair and lack of aim. "Nhuuuh..." Phelypsis protested as he positioned her to bend over the pommel, legs shamelessly wide apart to show the leather strained against the outline of her spread open lips. Her eyes caught a glimpse of Sydney pinned beneath the goliath, getting her fair share of cock flavored trouble. A sad little thought passed. Was this it now? Had Phelypsis ruined it for them and gotten them caught? He didn't give her much change to ponder, tossing her panties aside.<br/><br/>"Hey hands off- Mngh~ Hahh," Phelypsis gasped eyes wide as the man's cock thrust into her. She wasn't ready. Aroused for sure, but not wet enough. Phelypsis bit her lip, squinting as the raw cock plundered her. She tried but didn't quite manage to suppress a wholly unbarbaric moan when a bump in the ride pushed him to hilt inside her. The increasingly sloppy pounding of the ride elicited a few more awkward sounds. Tension in Phelypsis' muscles began to loosen as she slowly submitted to the man's cock. With her last sighting of friendlies being Sydney in peril there was very little hope that this would end up with anything other than them being taken as slaves. At least he seemed intent on keeping her. Phelypsis mewled when the hands dug into her titflesh. Maybe if he handled them like that she would-<br/><br/>In one hump her loins were trembling with light shivers of pleasure, in the next it slipped out. "Uuuf..." The bundled up roll of rope and Andra hit the ground. "Wha? What?" Face blushing from the heat Phelypsis looked around in confusion as she shed the net and stood. Her eyes met with the proud form of the shadow dancer, standing all tall and being efficient, even extending a hand to pull her back up.<em> Hmph, I am not thanking her...</em>Phelypsis muttered bitterly, immediately feeling the guilt. She sighed, ears and tail pointing down. Defeated, Phelypsis begrudgingly  admitted her loss, "Thank you..." Just quiet enough that Yula might not have heard parts of it if she didn't have those fluffy fox ears.<br/><br/>Phelypsis looked at Sydney. The trickster was handling herself, standing now with the goliath man supposedly under some sort of magic or trick with words. A grin returned to Phelypsis' lips. Things looked good. She drew her brand new shining greatsword and jumped in to help Yula back. "Hahaa!" Phelypsis exclaimed, swinging the great weapon furiously as if it were a light stick, aiming to just keep the beasts too scared to come near. "I'm not going anywhere," she promised the little foxy. "Sydney is fine, and I'm not letting you get the glory here. Trap or whatever. If they trap themselves with me in the chasm it's them who lose!"<br/><br/>As the dargants turned around for another charge at the two delvers Phelypsis pushed Yula out of the way and ran forward. Now that the battle proper had begun she forgot all about her breasts now being free to bounce and there being nothing but wind licking her exposed lower lips. "Rwaaahr! Come at me puny men! I will pay you back for the gall to take me before you really defeated anything!" She shouted, jumping.<br/><br/>Her feet hurled Phelypsis up, flying towards the raider that had plundered her womanhood. She  aimed to kick right into him, press the reins out of his hand, and push him backwards between saddle and sword.