<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 6pt;">Roll Result: ThufirHawat rolled: 1d100<br/>Comment: Good luck for Lina Atal/Machado passed the self-control test successfully... biting is nasty, especially when you are aroused :-*.<br/>Result: 40<br/><br/>Roll Result: ThufirHawat rolled: 1d100<br/>Comment: Stretching prevents pain - Dexterity test: success<br/>Result: 39<br/></span><br/><br/>When Freyja started squeezing her internal muscles around his shaft, Machado had to stop licking the other girl, even if only for short moments. Clenching his feet in order not to come was just becoming necessary, and it could have hurt her severely. Still, after each wave passed and was controlled by breathing and squeezing his muscles, he resumed his task.<br/>The hardest moment was, of course, after the girl climaxed. Actually, he decided not to fight that last wave. Going with the flow was probably just as well...<br/>Freyja's words changed his mind. He slid out of her, clenching his teeth, and allowed Lina to stumble on the bed, helping her break her fall and landing her on her back. Then he just lifted her legs, pressing her knees as close to her body as he could. She didn't look all that experienced, but she had shown willingness, and she was open for his girth.<br/>His manhood was put against her pussy, and he started entering, slowly, teasing her. Than he withdrew, and came another inch inside. Then withdrew again... whispering a few words in her ear.<br/>She moaned desperately in answer.<br/>"I want... you. Inside. Please."<br/>He smiled at the response. Nothing he had not anticipated, actually... and she looked sincere enough, so he didn't have to delay.<br/>So he just thrust into her. He felt some barrier for a while and heard her moan, then entered fully. Then he stopped, not believing what his senses told him.<br/>Still, she didn't look like she was writhing from agony, so he just kept his thrusting motions. Soon, the frantic spasms of her internal muscles told him it was far from being an agony. He didn't take much longer to reach the peak of his own pleasure, and he collapsed across their bodies, exhausted.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 6pt;">Roll Result: ThufirHawat rolled: 1d100<br/>Comment: That's what it is about ;)<br/>Result: 3<br/>CRITICAL success!<br/><br/>Roll Result: ThufirHawat rolled: 1d100<br/>Comment: Not quite necessary, but still, Atal will at least react in time.<br/>Result: 51</span><br/><br/>While Atal was laying on top of them, Freyja's sixth sense told her someone was watching them, and not just the slaves that had reached an end quite sooner. She probed the wards that didn't allow spiritual spies to trespass, and they were still there. Hence... physical spies?<br/>She lifted her head and looked at a tapestry. Someone was watching them from behind, and the emotions she could gather made her pretty sure what he was doing while watching. Still, it was possible to be a spy, so if she could just get out from under the man's body... but he was a big and heavy guy. Normally, him laying on top of her after sex wouldn't have been so much of a problem...<br/>Then she noticed Machado was tilting his head and smelling the air, while watching the room. Had he detected there was someone, too?<br/>Obviously, he had detected him, too, though she could not gather how. And he wasn't still looking at the tapestry, so she gathered he wasn't yet detected the exact location. So she grabbed his head and kissed him with passin.<br/>It also hid the fact that she was whispering in his ear.<br/>"He's behind the tapestry at the wall!"<br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 6pt;">Roll Result: ThufirHawat rolled: 1d100<br/>First Target Number: -50<br/>Second Target Number: -25<br/>Comment: Machado missed<br/>Result: 81<br/><br/>Roll Result: ThufirHawat rolled: 1d100<br/>First Target Number: -60<br/>Second Target Number: -25<br/>Comment: Freyja is kung-fu fighting!<br/>Result: 42<br/><br/>ThufirHawat rolled: 2d3<br/>Comment: ...and the guy is stunned!<br/>Result: 3, 3,<br/>Total: 6</span><br/>Machado Threw his body at the wall, ripping the tapestry. The door was made for secrecy, not for withstanding a frontal assault like this one, so it cracked and fell apart, revealing a corridor behind.<br/>The peeping manwas too busy with his own, rather unimpressive manhood, which he was holding. Only jumping back in a startled motion saved him from the man's swing.<br/>Nothing was able to save him from her precise strike, though, executed by the book. Freyja had followed Machado after he jumped from the bed, and her palm struck true, stunning and dazing the guy. He was well-dressed and didn't seem like a fighting man at the least, more like a rich pervert paying for access to peep holes.<br/>Machado used this time to jump in the corridor, grabbed him, dragged him in the room and pinned him to the ground, while still naked.<br/>They had now a prisoner.