<div class="floatright"><div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/48/Slave_kalleis_200x400.jpg)<br/>Kalleis Kleta (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=297512.msg14566530#msg14566530)<br/>Human Cleric 3<br/></div></div><br/>Kalleis kept her face toward her cellmates as the guard groped her, grinding her teeth as his hand squeezed her buttocks – her eyes twitched slightly in rage and humiliation as his fingers pressed into her sex. When the rope cuffs came free, she stepped away immediately, rubbing her wrists as sweet relief poured through her. She kept her back turned as the guard molested her cellmates, not willing to participate in their degradation. Sure, there was at least one that could go to hell, but for the moment, trapped in this cell and with the dread of the auction block before them, Kalleis felt they were all allies.<br/><br/>She fumbled with the gag as more steps arrived and the guards chatted, finally working it free. Heavens above, it felt so good to be able to close her mouth. Her jaw ached, and she rubbed her fingers against it. The blonde wiped the spit off her chin as the door opened and someone was thrown in.<br/><br/>Kalleis half-turned – the newcomer – where had she seen that face? That hair and half-pointed ears?<br/><br/>“Masako? Masako Highwind?” she exclaimed softly – and then her eyes went wide as she saw the half-elf make a gesture of power in the guard's direction. No! Not without a plan! - and yet the guard holstered his rod and, staring at the half-elf, began molesting the redhead again.<br/><br/>Well – the die had been cast. She held herself still, ready to cast, waiting to see how Masako's gambit would play out. She slid her eyes over to Kendal and Lilian at the former's words. “You're right,” she added quietly, supportively, to Kendal's words . “We can settle our feuds once we're out – otherwise we'll all spend the rest of our lives as slaves.”<br/><br/>She gave a silent assent to Drejda's question, her eyes lingering on the wood elf's lithe, fit body. That one had such a pretty accent - clearly a rustic type. Ah, if only they'd met somewhere more comfortable.