TS - Day 05 - Valerios Estate.

[Darth Vegeta]

Tatyana bucked and yelled. It was unlike anything Rachel had ever seen. The girl was almost as ticklish as she was. "MEeeeerhahhahahhacyyyyy pleaehehehehehehesssssss nooooo!" she started unleashing short bursts of giggles and laughter. Valerios gently spiderwalked his hand over her tummy. He stood still up and seemed more interested in Rachel and her ministrations. Rachel's reactions aroused him. He could see the lust for revenge burn in her eyes...

 

[cassandra1]

Noticing that Valerios was joining in, Rachel realized that he wanted to take part in Tatyana's punishment as it was usually the master who punished bad slaves. Or maybe he was aroused by the sight of the princess taking her revenge. She did not stop using both the feather and her fingernails on the very ticklish soles of the slavegirl, periodically moving one of her hands over to Tatyana's tummy and poking into her belly button, digging into every corner as if cleaning it out with her index finger.

"You can't order me around, bitch!" Rachel said to Tatyana. She was initially shocked at the language she used, but the thought of being tickled and humiliated by a lowly slave justified her words. "Oh Valerios, is the goat hungry? Do you have a bucket of honey to feed it with?"

 

[Darth Vegeta]

Valerios looked at her in surprise. Than he smiled mischievously. No amused...
"Vengeful are we?" he said amused than nodded.

Tatyana gasped "Please Master Valerios... no don't. Please...!" she begged but than she laughed again as the feather and fingers found her creamy soles again.
The other girls didn't move trying to be 'forgotten but they clearly were scared as hell. A bucket could be heard behind Rachel and the Centurion returned.
"I think this substance will do... it's what they planned on using on you" he said, offering the bucket and brush. The goat was tied to a pilar and would have to take few steps to reach the feet of Tatyana.
The blonde was sobbing already.

 

[cassandra1]

"Yes, this will be fine." Rachel took the bucket and brush. It was not honey inside the bucket, probably something else with a sweet smell that goats would lick. Dipping the brush into the sticky substance, she applied a thick coat over the soft feet of Tatyana. Then she led the goat to the poor girl's soles by gently tugging at the rope tying it to the pillar.

In no time, the animal's tongue went over the sweet substance covering every corner of Tatyana's soles. Rachel continued her vengeful torture by moving to her tummy and armpits, spiderwalking in random directions as the goat licked away.

 

[Darth Vegeta]

Valerios had a small shiver run over his back.
Tatyana's reaction had not come immediately but after two licks... she trembled and yelled out like an insane woman. Trying to break free in vain, she bucked while laughing.
Her immobilized feet twitching as much as they still could.
She no longer begged... she seemed incapable of doing so.

Valerios gaze followed Rachel as she continued to torment her captor.

 

[cassandra1]

With the goat tormenting Tatyana, Rachel turned to Valerios. He looked interested in the events so far. "Do you think this slavegirl has had enough?" she asked him, patting the goat on the head as if praising it.

(OoC: I just remembered, what will we do about the characters in Bisanthium? I said we will wait for Rilina to post but she hasn't done so for quite some time. Shall we take control of Meira and Magnus now?)

 

[Darth Vegeta]

hmm

OOC: sure 🙂

IC:

Valerios smiled "Well you have a whole line of customers... though we could just give them a nice coating and keep them here tied up for half an hour and than come back" he said. He looked at Tatyana angrily "I'll keep quiet about this to my father..." than he looked at the other girls "But i trust you'll act more civilized from now on...".
They all nodded silently.

 

[cassandra1]

Rachel picked up her clothes and put them back on, tying the laces. Glaring at the slavegirls, she then said to Valerios, "As much as I enjoy watching the girl suffer, I will be resting in my room. This ordeal left me tired." Brushing the strands of hair from her face, she casually walked out of the room.

 

[Darth Vegeta]

Valerios nodded and rejoined her. Escorting her to her room.
"Good night my lady" he kissed her hand courtly.
"And my apologies for the behaviour of the servants" he looked at her "Though..." he smiled "It was... interesting" he said.
He made a little bow and left her.

Meanwhile a rag tag band of mercenaries had arrived at the edge of the wood. They waited there.
A servantgirl approached them.
The redhead smiled at the leader. "My lord" she said.
The leader grabbed her and put her on his horse, kissing her fiercely.
She wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Are they here"
She nodded. "Yes yes they are" she said.
"Good..." he looked at the man to his right.
"Capture her and bring her here..." he ordered.
The man nodded.

Rachel was deep asleep when they entered her room. Two of them, the other was on the lookout. The guards of the domain had been on guard but the defences were far from perfect. Placing a sleepinducing substance against her nose... her sleep became a permanent one. "Tie her up" the leader said.
"Wow..." the second said.
"What?" the leader of the three asked.
"Look at her... she's got a body to die for" he said removing the covers.
"Look at those breasts" the henchman said "and those feet... and..."
"Alright we get it..." the leader muttered "Let's go".
Tying up Rachel, she was carried off into the night. The abductor had taken some off her belongings just in case. Clothing and a few other things but in the hurry.


Day 06 - Somewhere in Northern Tharagya.

Halfway the next day... Rachel woke up in a tent.
Tied down. She was alone in a deserted tent. There was some noise outside from severeral people talking... .

OOC: i hope you don't mind me speeding things up. If not i'll edit it.

 

[cassandra1]

(Ooc: No, I don't mind at all.)

"We got her. Now what?"
A second voice was heard, "Bring her back, get our payment. Preferably as soon as possible."
"I was thinking we can play with her a bit." said the first voice.
"Maybe we can spare a few moments..."

Rachel realized that something was wrong. Very wrong. She found herself lying on a rug inside a large tent, her hands and legs tightly bound with rope. She sat up, trying to call out for Valerios or whoever might be nearby, but found that a thick wad of cloth had been stuffed into her mouth, held in by a white scarf covering her lips and knotted at the back of her head. She must have been captured during her sleep, but how did her captors know where she was? Did Denwyn manage to track her down?

(Ooc: I'll post more when I have the time. A bit busy now.)

 

[Darth Vegeta]

The guards entered. Their leader... or at least seeing his outfit and cloak seemed to be, knelt before her. He was scarred and butugly. The others were hardly lookers either. They smelled of many things and none were nice.
"In case you think you can escape... snotty heroboy chased us but we lost him" he said "He might even have bled dry by now" he grinned. "Oh this will be fun... fun fun" he said.
He ran a hand across her cheek.
"Such smooth skin, such great form" he grinned. His break reeked of alcohol. He also missed a tooth.
The guy was past 40. Or at least seemed so. He had a ragtag attire of a veteran on.

 

[cassandra1]

Rachel sharply withdrew herself from the man's hand. What was he talking about? It sounded like Valerios, if in fact her captor was referring to him, tried to save her while she was unconscious but had been wounded or even killed.

Pushing herself away from the men, until she reached the wall of the tent behind her, Rachel frantically shook her head while moaning and staring wide-eyed at them, "Mmmnn-nnrppph... Uuummmpfff..." The smell from her captors were the least of her worries; whatever they planned to do with her, she was certain that it would not be pleasant.

 

[Darth Vegeta]

"The captain said we'd have to keep our hands off off you... for now but... hey like he'll find out?".
"I'll tell him" the redhaired slavegirl said.
The man looked back.
"...".
"My love gave strict orders" the man stepped back.
She knelt in front of Rachel.
"You are not to be raped... yet anyway" she said. "But i am in the mood for revenge" she smiled. "Tell me... remember the goat?" she smiled evilly.

 

[cassandra1]

Her eyes grew wider as she stared at the girl silently. She definitely remembered the incident with the goat and the same slavegirl kneeling before her. Pulling her legs back, away from the slave, Rachel was relieved that she still had her shoes on, though it probably will not stay on her feet for long.

 

[Darth Vegeta]

"Last time our leading lady got most fun..." she smiled "But today i will" her lover entered. A decent looking soldier... but still clearly a veteran.
He whispered to his sergeant who grabbed her and put her on the wooden table. Pinning her down, shackles attached to it were closed around her wrists and ankles.
"Go ahead and have your fun my dear... but remember we need her sane and healthy for our bounty" he said and than added "Tommorow we head out of our basecamp to deliver her". She nodded.
Slowly removing her shoes, she smiled. "Before i start... tell me..." she smiled "How did it feel to use Valerios?".

 

[cassandra1]

"Nnnnngmpppff mmmmpff! Mmrrgmmfff!" Rachel cried out through the gag. Her feet were wiggling helplessly in the shackles, just as they had back in Valerios' house, trying in vain to prevent her shoes from coming off. She shook her head and tugged at her bonds, getting more frantic when her soles were exposed one at a time.

 

[Darth Vegeta]

"God..." the leader said. He ran an index over the side of her feet. "Those are some big pretty ones" he chuckled. He got his lover's hands playfully slapped on his shoulder "Hey!" she said. The man chuckled and cuddled her, lifting the slavegirl up. Putting her down, she gazed at her "Do you think she really has magic?" the man shrugged "No idea" he began brushing her feet. Leaving brine on her feet. The hair of the brush was hard and a bit rough teasing her feet.

 

[cassandra1]

Rachel shrieked as soon as the brush touched her bare soles, "GNNNNGGG!" Her toes were clenched tight but it did not help at all. "Ummmmnngggpph!" she cried out in protest, shaking her head and rattling the shackles.

 

[Darth Vegeta]

The leader smiled. He had a hard-on and that was hard to hide.
His slavegirl mistress returned with a little fourlegged friend.
The goat seemed to have little interest in his surroundings.
"Alright... now you'll tell us exactly how this power of yours works.... or we'll leave this little guy with you".

 

[cassandra1]

Panting for a moment, Rachel tried to slip the gag off, first by rubbing it on the table, then by reaching for it with her hands. Neither plan worked. "Mnnnggss plmmmmnn mnn-ffmmnnngh." she said through the gag, though the leader and the slavegirl probably did not know what she was saying. Silently she watched both the goat and the leader, who was definitely aroused by what was going on.

And Rachel quickly decided that she would rather have sex with the man than have her feet licked. That was how ticklish she was. Of course, she did not have a choice.

 

[Darth Vegeta]

The guy wasn't that badlooking compared with the usual rifraff he had a decent look about him. He even seemed to bath regularly. But the slavegirl seemed a hellcat who clung to him.

The goat was led before her feet and tied to a pole. The man caressed her foot. "Gorgeous" he said "I think...".
"Bah men..." she said. She smiled at Rachel and put a candle under the robe.
"When the rope snaps... the goat will find your body..." he grinned. She stripped her naked using a knife and rubbed her in with brine.

 

[cassandra1]

"UUUMMPPH! UUMPPPHFF!" Rachel screamed, her naked body exposed as the clothes she got from Valerios' home were neatly cut away. She struggled like a mad woman, occasionally pausing to catch her breath. The shackles however were sturdy and allowed very little movement.

Glaring angrily at the girl when the last strips of clothing had been removed, Rachel made one more attempt to protest, "MMMMMMPPFF!"

 

[Darth Vegeta]

She smiled at her. Rubbing the brush over her skin and letting more brine cover her sides, gender and inner thighs. But most of it came on her feet and ankles.
Nicely coated... she could only imagined what hell awaited her.
Suddenly someone entered and adressed the commander "Yes?".
"We have trouble...." the man said.
"..." he eyed Rachel and walked towards them.
She heard whispers. And the name of Valerios was dropped. She had heard it... or had she been mistaken?
"Anything wrong love?" the slavegirl asked.
"It'll be okay..." he said "But we have some things to discuss" he said.
The slavegirl nodded. She approached Rachel and kissed her cheek.
"I love my 'man' but i must say... i like to take an alternative route at times" she teased and rubbed the tip of her nose over Rachel's cheek.
"Who knows I might convince my love to hand you over... but i think you need training first" she said "You'll forget your one day love soon after we are through with you" she giggled evilly. "Well 10 minutes than the rope shall be gone" she said "Enjoy your peace..." she said "Soon you will be in hell". she moved away.

Time ticked away...
Slowly very slowly.
Horses left camp. She could hear that... or they arrived? Than silence.
An eerie silence except for an occassional murmur outside.
Suddenly the goat made a noise and moved towards her feet... it had been freed.
Sniffing her foot it licked teasingly.
It's tongue begun to dance over her sole.
It was rough and prickly... a strange feeling.
As the brine would be removed her sweath would keep the goat coming, licking away.
And it wouldn't stop until her captors returned... .

 

[cassandra1]

Rachel's body twitched sharply when the goat's rough tongue made contact with her bare sole. "MMMMMMGMPHHMMNNMF!!" she screamed, struggling even harder than before. Twisting her naked body, clenching her toes tight, and even slowly banging the back of her head on the table with the hopes of knocking herself unconscious so that she would not have to endure the sheer torture. After just seconds, tears were rolling down her cheeks. "HMMMNNPH MMMMMFFF!"

(Ooc: This is where kimiko can come in.)

 

[LonelyKimiko]

Enter Kymis....

..........Kymis awoke with a start. A pain throbbed through her head as she tried to recall where she was.The last thing she could recall was falling to the ground and seeing the bandits coming towards her, then only blackness. So this must be their camp she thought to herself. Slowly trying to stand up, she found herself secured to the support beam in the center of the tent. The ropes were tight, but Kymis had been a slave a long time. She knew how to make her way out of this kind of poorly secured bonds, and after a few minutes effort, managed to free herself.

..........Slowly, trying to be as quiet as possible, she crept over to the entrance of the tent. No gaurds, it seemed. Maybe they had expected her to be unconcious for a lot longer, but there was no way to tell. The whole camp that she could see from the tent flap seemed to be quiet, people moving around here and there. Kymis had always been a bit of a troublesome slave, used to sneaking around places where she shouldnt have been. This had in fact landed her a beating on more than one occasion. But this time she was determined not to be caught, and slowly crept out of the tent, dashing across to the next tent.

..........In one of the tents nearby, Kymis could hear laughter. Not just amused laughter, but more of a crazed kind. Her curiosity overcoming her, she decided to creep over and investigate. Sneaking still, looking out for gaurds all around as she went, she approached the tent, and peeked inside. The sight shocked her.

..........Inside lay a naked woman, tied to the ground and being licked all over by a goat. It was clear that this was tickling her immensly, and the woman was in hysterics. Unsure what to do, she watched for a moment. She knew she should mind her own business, that this could only land her in trouble, and her chances were much better of escape by herself, but she could not just let this go on. After all, she had experienced similar at the hands of the slave drivers back at the camp, and new the pure torture of it. Quietly, checking there was noone else around, she slipped into the tent...