(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/2f/fe/49/2ffe493b1df146eed0327418623c5723.jpg)<br/><strong>Xara,<br/>Guardhouse, Captains Quarters<br/>Tag: Taris</strong><br/><br/>Taris smirked at her elven 'captive'. A part of her had felt bad, admittedly, apprehensive, even, about treating the pretty half-blood like this, even if she knew it was for her best.. but Taris lack of struggle just confirmed and encouraged Xara's suspicions.. and why couldn't she have this nice thing for herself?<br/>"Hmnn.." She cooed at something she'd seen in Taris eyes. "Don't give me that look, my sweet. The more innocently flustered you look at me, the more I want to chain you to my desires."<br/><br/>Xara watched Taris subtle fidgeting and emberassment.. and she knew she had won. Her smile grew ever so little more confident as she took in Taris bound form. Indubitably, if the elf-blood had wanted to struggle, she'd done so by now. Instead, she granted the guard-captain time to explore her body.. or sometimes, adjust and straighten the ropes binding the very same. "Simply said.. " She clarified for a brief moment. "I want you as my eager, willing.. happy.. slave. And going by how your body responds.. you seem to want that too." A finger came up to half teasingly and playful, half dominantly push up against the gag silencing Taris options for dissent and making the sturdy material wobble and fill her mouth more, until Xara's finger released it once more. "I certainly don't hear any complaints." She purred out.<br/><br/>"And that's good.. this is for your own benefit almost as much as its mine, my little elf-slut." Xara asserted... as she reached out, softly rubbing along Taris' wrists, making sure that the ropes were tight and restraining but didn't dig into her skin too deeply, the Hawken captain making sure to cushion the sting of humiliation with gentle treatment or, perhaps more insidiously, infuse the stinging humiliation she fed Taris with pleasant seductions.<br/><br/>Xara watched Taris attempt to, struggle to stand, squirm in her helplessness only guiding her along once she'd gotten off of the bed, but nodding satisfied nonetheless, stressing: "I like it when a pretty girl follows my commands... The kneeling was unintended, not minded though." She added, innocently.<br/>She was of course aware, to a degree, of her effect on the half-elves psyche, of how to keep her unbalanced and reliant on her captor, it was not too dissimiliar, if a bit more gentle, to the things one would do to encourage the cooperation of a captive criminal. Not like Xara saw Taris as a criminal.. not that she'd let her know this.<br/>"I heard elves consider themselves noble, better than humans... yet look at them today. They were either overwhelmed by human societies, or joined in with them, pretending to be artists and mages, but really.. just being decadent." Xara mused and made sure Taris saw her eyes wandering between her legs...<br/>"Decadent perverts and seducers.. stealing the hearts of honest, hard working guard-captains.. But within you flows the blood of Hawken nobility, so I am sure you can overcome these flaws and learn.. with the right teacher." Xara offered and again made sure that Taris couldn't spent too much time questioning her logic indepth before it had been comitted to her memory, this time with a strong hand cupping Taris Rope-framed bottom.<br/><br/>"And we'll begin with this." She offered, pulling up the Velvety cloth, and brushing back Taris hair. "With this, you'll have to listen to and trust me completely." She nodded, and then, the velvety blindfold was pulled, it's soft cloth fitting snuggly over Taris eyes, leaving her unable to see and unable to speak out, tasting only the gag in her mouth.<br/><br/>She heard a rustling, as if from something being picked up, and then, there was weight at her chin, a leathery strap of clothing brushing her chest, before being pulled taut.. and dragging her forwards, carefully slow at first, and with a hand holding her shoulder before she could lose her balance... A leash! There was a clacking and a squeezing of a doorhinge, and a soft waft of cold air.. the door to the captains quarters must have just been opened.<br/>"Don't worry.. Naked as you are, bound, and pulled along by me, no one will recognize you.. Everyone will just think you are another slave, I bring to be questioned or educated... and you can't even tell anyone otherwise." Suddenly, a hand grabbed her, pulling her tight up against Xara's hard armor, a passionate undertone dripping from the dark guards voice.<br/><br/>"Make sure you stay close, because right now, no one but me knows you're any different from a slave." And with that, allowing little protest, Xara tugged on the leash and guided Taris along.<br/>With two of her senses effectively shut down, it didn't take long for her other senses to go into overdrive, trying to compensate. She could feel the cool stone floor beneath her naked feet, she was painfully aware of her flushed, emberassed state in the cool evening air, but more than anything she now intensely felt Xara's hands, for even as the wicked guard had made her helpless, she also made sure that Taris didn't stumble or fell in her helpless state, gently guiding her along, until..<br/><br/>"Captain!" "Ah, yes, Soldier?" They had stopped, with the leash half growing slack, a hand on Taris bottom.<br/>"A report from the mine, we've managed to find some useful supplies, I was just looking for you to compensate that noble fore her assistance, err..."<br/>"Ah yes." Xara mused, cutting the man's question off, with one hand slowly petting over Taris cheek.<br/>"The noble lady already traveled on. But I'll see to it that the finances reach her. A question soldier, what if I were to find an elfish spy and neutralize her, could I claim her as mine by right?" Xara asked, inquisitively.<br/><br/>"Err.. yes ma'am.. hooh, you got yourself a lucky pick there... Nice. Yes, personal conquests can be taken in as slaves. Of course they'd have to be properly questioned and marked as well as broken in..." There was a slight shifting infront of Taris.<br/>"We can't ungag her, she's a spellcaster like many of those degenerate elves." "Ah, yes, of course Captain, weak but wicked, trying to lure you to... hmnn.. death with their bodies." "If you are curious soldier, better to know the enemy..." "Oh.. yes mam!" The guarsman shouted.. and then there was a rougher hand cupping Taris breast.<br/><br/>"What do you think?" Xara asked, whilest the squeezing of unseen hands reached both of Taris breasts.<br/>"I'm quite jealous.. once this one is properly broken. You know you should do the reasonable thing, donate her to us to.. improve morale." "Haha.. well, I will keep you all in mind!" Xara laughed, and there was noises of .. salluting, perhaps? Then, Taris was pulled along... only stopping with a sudden warm, wet nibble on her ear and a hot breath on her shoulder.<br/><br/>"Haah.. what do you think, my little elf-slut." Xara cooed, arousal in her voice. "The expression in his eyes.. you -are- beautiful.. far more than you want to admit yourself. You could make many honorable guards of Hawken quite happy.. or should I selfishly keep you to myself.. oh but perhaps we can do both? Oh right.. you can't answer me.. but perhaps your body can.. let's see what it's honest opinion is..." And with that, agile and warm, feminine fingers snuck into Taris panties, cupping her sex, feeling her wetness.<br/>"Oh.. and remember.. I like seeing you lose control.. so the more you blush and squirm, the more I just want to go through with this.. so exciting..." This didn't seem like something Xaris did every day to her either.. when did you have the opportunity for that, after all, but at the same time, it seemed like she quite enjoyed indulging her dominance more and more, the more helplessly humiliated she managed to make Taris become. And even while she whispered into Taris ear, her hand not occupied testing and gently encouraging Taris wetness had come to tug and adjust the rope-bound harness capturing Taris in bondage, always as if the mans rough hands on the half-elves breasts had interrupted a delicate artwork of submittion that now needed proper readjusting and aligning to Xaris vision.