<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/cnTXuXv.png)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Jon Blood (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276392.msg13585329#msg13585329)<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Ishmael, Kyoko<br/><strong>Wearing: </strong>Same as picture<br/><hr/><br/><em>“An uncovered ass is likely subject to assault.”</em><br/><br/><em><del>   </del>Book of IYKWIM, 8:3</em><br/><br/>The actions of their former comrade turned party pet were blatantly obvious and luckily Ishmael was wise enough to catch onto it, rejecting the chained and nude Kyoko's advances, as well as consenting to the cleric's proposition for punishment.<strong>"The other foot, indeed. Well said!"</strong>Shifting his gaze over to their little repenter he folded his arms, the chain still firmly grasped, and tapped his chin thoughtfully.<strong>"I think I know enough to construct us an appealing little trap."</strong><br/><br/>Tugging at the chain to guide Kyoko along towards a small clearing further ahead, he carried on,<strong>"I think it suffices to say that the inhabitants of the Anus seem to crave the pleasures of the flesh more than actual... flesh.</strong>He paused a moment, then turned his head to grin sheepishly at his compatriot.<strong>"That appears to be the case so far, at least."</strong><br/><br/><strong>"I will try to use what I have learned from a hunter comrade of previous endeavors to create our trap."</strong>Though he said that, it had not been a detailed hands-on lesson he had been given. He would try his best, though! It's not like they had a whole lot of options, to begin with. But Jon was optimistic, at this point in time. Having been adapted to the Anus to some degree, he felt it might increase their odds.<br/><br/>Using some of the supplies he had brought with him would be of use for their little trap. Using both the chain already supplied and attached to her collar, as well as some rope from his backpack, the naked woman was tied up in a fashion that might make both her and Ishmael wonder if he was actually a bondage artist instead of a holy man. Now positioned with face down and shapely ass pointing firmly up, there was little room for her to move, as chains and rope now bound her legs together and her arms behind her back.<br/><br/><strong>"Not bad,"</strong>Jon said to himself, nodding to himself and appreciating his works as he circled around to her back end. Moving closer, Kyoko might not be able to see what was going on behind her, but she would certainly be able to hear the zipper of his pants were undone and said pants dropped to the ground. Then, a hand would grasp one of her ass cheeks, peeling it from the other, exposing her nether lips and pucker clearly.<br/><br/><strong>"Now to add some honey to our bait."</strong>Running his fingertips along her slit, he soon inserted his hard cock when she had grown moist enough. Rolling his hips, he began to pump his cock deep into their former comrade's hole. His pelvic region slapped against the plump flesh of her rear the small thorns that had grown in his pubic area lightly poking against her skin; not enough to pierce or draw blood, but just enough to give her a light, tingling sensation.<br/><br/>Jon felt a changed man now, in more ways than one. He suspected that his extended to his seed of life, as well. It seemed thicker and more bountiful now, and the four dryad women he'd bedded just a little while ago seemed quite eager to receive it, perhaps even finding it delicious. On top of that, the scent seemed much sweeter now, almost like that of a flower, one might say. As such, their prey might share a similar interest in it as the lovely dryad maidens.<br/><br/>After several minutes of rough fucking Jon reached his climax, grunting as his thick, sweet cum poured plentifully into Kyoko's pussy, filling her womb to the point that it began to overflow, even before he pulled out. This would double nicely as part of her punishment, in any case.<strong>"Well, it seems you have some good uses, after all."</strong>With that little jab he rose upright and retrieved some more of the gear he had prepared for the occasion. Using some paint he had brought in case they had to make road markers, he proceeded<del>   </del>or attempt, would be a better word<del>   </del>to make the freshly creampied pussy and round ass a bit more appealing. The result was a messy paint job that was<em>supposed</em>to make her rear end resemble the bud of a flower. Some large leafs from nearby plants were added and also painted to help complete the flower look.<br/><br/><strong>"Well... I guess this will have to do,"</strong>Jon said with a shrug as he turned his attention to the remainder of the gear, and then Ishmael.<strong>"What are your thoughts, my friend? Should we make a net from some of the rope to cast over our prey when it approaches?"</strong><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Trap Making Roll: At 2018-01-22 11:15:40, Moon Hound Hati (uid: 21267) rolls: 2d6a2 Result: 5 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=113500)<br/>Result: *On a 6 or lower the trap is a mess. It gains the unpredictable tag.<br/>Other: -1 Adventuring Gear