<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/vCpZwLv.jpg)</div>Name: Vall Ha'la, Queen of Valkyr<br/>Location: Flesh Bazaar<br/>Tagging: DM<br/><hr/>Ooh, she'd found a<em>romantic</em>Master! Vall's skin shivered under each kiss upon her nape, and she happily leaned in and craned her head to the side, letting him kiss her upper body all he wanted. She was there to serve him, after all, was she not? So naughty, and outside her normal positions!<br/><br/>And then with a zip he was free, and<em>oh my</em>did even the slightest hint of flesh and heat brushing against her loins make her moan like a wanton whore. She needed that hobgoblin knoblin in her, but he held her by her ass - his fingers dug in such a lovely way - and kept her barely touching. She grumbled something about 'tease' in Elvish, but didn't force herself down onto that cock like she wanted to; she was there to<em>serve</em>, she had to keep reminding herself, which only served to rile her up more.<br/><br/>She didn't even register what he said - something about lubricating or something - because the moment that dick sank into her hot, sopping pussy, she belted out a cry like she damn near orgasmed from it, and she was<em>not</em>anything<em>close</em>to quiet in her cries. Tip to hilt, she took the hobgoblin royal's dick in one swift downstroke from her Master's grasp, and for the briefest moment her body shook with relief even as the tension built in her. Her cries continued earnestly as he started off not-so-gently, and only got more forceful, downright<em>fucking</em>her in no time flat. And the sucking of her nipple; oh she screamed a loud blessing to Hel for that one as she wrapped her legs as tight as she could around the Lord, her hands wrapping tightly around the man's upper body and head, a hand weaving into his hair tightly.<br/><br/><strong>"Oh YES Master!"</strong>she cried out amidst her echoingly loud cries of pleasure as her small frame bounced up and down his thick, steel-hard shaft, her walls expertly massaging that glorious cock in a fashion true to her moniker.<strong>"Harder Master, HARDER! Use me Master! <em>FUCK ME MASTER, FUCK ME PLEASE!</em>"</strong><br/><br/>She pushed her breast into his mouth harder, past his lips to his teeth. She didn't mind the teeth; she WANTED his teeth even! She was so pent up with lust that she wasn't about that foreplay; she wanted to get her brain fucked clear out of her head by this man, and frankly wanted to fuck her Master so hard he'd be ruined for any other woman. Her voice also made it clear she wanted everyone, EVERYONE nearby to know that was what she was doing, and what her Master was doing to her. She wanted her Master to feel like a proper fucking<em>stud</em>because she wanted it just like that!