<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;"></span><strong>Sapphire Tyrash Sunsorrow (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=948053)</strong><br/><br/><em>Sapphire smiled sweetly at the bandit archer who had surrendered, sitting on her knees before the red-headed slaver-in-training.  She raised her serated blade, pressing it forward, the blade refusing to hurt the captive but still being quite uncomfortable as it pressed into her.  Sapphire licked her lips softly and breathed deeply.</em><br/><br/>"Mrmmm... look at you... cleaver little slut... you actually surrendered, although you didn't strip like I asked... and so I am going to give you a choice... you can either strip yourself, or you can strip her."<em>The woman tosses a glance towards an unclaimed bandit archer</em>.  "You are either going to become a pleasure slut or a punishment slut... but unlike all of these, you have the decision to pick your own path...<br/><br/><em>She smiles and steps forward, grabbing the woman by the hair and pulling her head back, forcefully kissing her and inhaling her scent.</em>"Now choose... do you want to that adorable little slit getting pumped every day... or are you going to pay the price of pain to retain your pride?"