Tag: Bondage
TRANSCRIPT:
KOR LACHNIS: <What is this?! Thou saidst - >
GORSHASH: (taking a stance)< It was, lord, by Shuach! The other one was powerless!>
IPOLA: <Yes - “The other one” - my daughter. I am proud of Tula, more than you could know, but she is still very young, and has a lot of growing to do, yet. Her power flows from the Goddess - she is a conduit for the Moon. Such learning has taken her very far already, but not as far as I have come. I am Ipola Thantic-Ravonna, queen of the Moon Tribe. In every way that matters to you, I AM the Moon! >
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Kor Lachnis and Gorshash enter. Kor Lachnis is laughing and clapping
KOR LACHNIS: <HA-HA! It is as I said! The true Erogenian seed survives! Is she not magnificent, Gorshash? All she needed was a moment’s opportunity and she unchained herself and made a victim of that piece of waste.>
PANEL 2
GORSHASH: <Yes, lord - it is as you said, and as I warned - this family is formidable.>
KOR LACHNIS: <Yes, well, formidable or not, she cannot be free. This has been highly entertaining, Moon Queen, but back into chains thou must go. Thou art yet my prisoner, and I have plans in which thou must play a part. Let us lock her magickally as well this time, eh, Owner Gorshash?>
PANEL 3
IPOLA: <No. I will not be chained again, and I will not be made a pawn of anything you plan. I’ve had just about enough of this place for one day. I will leave - alive or dead, but you will not have any power over me.>
PANEL 4
KOR LACHNIS: <Prattle on! Thou speak’st as if this were a choice thou could’st make!>
Kor Lachnis aims a bolt at Ipola to paralyze her.
KOR LACHNIS:Thuu Duthracani!
PANEL 5
IPOLA: Eyal!
To his surprise, she bats it aside.
PANEL 6
IPOLA Paio!
She aims a bolt of moonfire at Kor Lachnis
TRANSCRIPT:
Blood is pouring from Eshtakk’s mouth, he is gurgling and can’t speak, he begins to crumple to the ground, and as he does, Ipola expertly snags the key ring at his belt with her great toe and tosses it to her manacled hand.
She begins unlocking her chains.
IPOLA (NARR): Poor dumb bastard. I did try. I even said “please …”
IPOLA: <What’s your name?>
ESHTAKK: <I’m gonna … do you. >
IPOLA: <Well … Let’s hope we can find an alternative to raping me, shall we? What do they call you?>
ESHTAKK: <You can call me “Owner.”>
PANEL 2
IPOLA NARR: Ah, so that’s how you want it, eh?
IPOLA: <I will not call you “owner.” If any is Owner, then it is Kor Lachnis, am I right? He gives the orders here, not you.>
ESHTAK:: <All I have to do is not cut you or break you - but I can hurt! You call me what I say!>
PANEL 3
IPOLA: <Please, don’t do this. You can …>
ESHTAK: <Heh! You’re going to beg? I like it when they beg …>
PANEL 4
IPOLA: < Please don’t..>
ESHTAKK: <I’ll stop your mouth!>
PANEL 5
He forces himself on her and forces her mouth open.
He snakes his tongue deep into her mouth
She BITES on the tongue and with a vicious sideways movement of her head, RIPS it from him.
KOR LACHNIS: <Hah! Well, such a female should definitely be bred. Eshtatkk!>
ESHTAKK: <Yes, owner?>
KOR LACHNIS: <Wouldst thou like to breed this one?>
ESHTAKK: <I … will do what owner says to do … and like what owner says I may like.>
KOR LACHNIS: <Quite.>
IPOLA: Pitiful.
KOR LACHNIS: <Nonetheless, methinks thou shalt enjoy the thing for its own sake. Take care you do her no lasting physical harm. >
ESHTAKK: <Yes, owner.>
KOR LACHNIS: <Come, my son - let us leave these lovers to their pleasure. I have some details to attend to …>
GORSHASH: <Lord, this one should be closely watched, and by …>
KOR LACHNIS: <Tut-tut, Owner Gorshash. She is but a woman, and chained. Yon eshtakku is quite capable of taking her and, we hope, teaching a lesson in humility>
GORSHASH: <As … you say, lord.>
Door shut. Eshtakk grins lasciviously, approaches Ipola
ESHTAKK: <You’re … very very pretty …>
IPOLA: <Oh, thanks.>
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KOR LACHNIS: <Thou canst not imagine ->
IPOLA: <Oh, yes I can. I have a very active imagination, and I’ve also had a very big library of very old books and a lot of time to read. I know who you are, Kor Lachnis, by the markings on your face if nothing more. After the Fall, your body was never found, and many deduced that you had had yourself put into a cold sleep, because - of course you did. I guess you couldn’t bear to face the defeat of your precious Shuach at the hands of a pair of real goddesses. And now, thanks to this lickspittle Urtt, no doubt, you’ve returned to, apparently, bore me to death.>
KOR LACHNIS: <Ah well, we shall strive to make things more entertaining for thee, then, shall we? It is true, Owner Gorshash, that here in God’s holy place, her powers are moot?>
GORSHASH: <Indeed, lord. <Nevertheless, we must keep her chained. These Erogenians are extremely resourceful and dangerous. >
KOR LACHNIS: <And so we shall. Shall we have her scourged? Would it please thee to see it?>
IPOLA: <Of course it would, since he’s probably just as banal as you are. It’s all right, Gorshash, enjoy yourself. Maybe your Erogenian master will even give you permission to masturbate while watching.>
KOR LACHNIS: <So - how does it satisfy thy hatred now, my son? To see her thus?>
GORSHASH: <I think that God has delivered her into our hands for His own purposes. And my hatred delights in it. >
KOR LACHNIS: < Speak to her. See if she understands what has happened.>
IPOLA: *sigh,,,* I understand. Everything - and now so many things make more sense.
KOR LACHNIS: <What says she?>
GORSHASH: <She says, Lord, that she does understand.>
KOR LACHNIS: <Ah, so she hath speech in thy tongue. I had forgot that thou didst so say.> <Ahh yes. And how old art thou, woman? By my reck thou dost seem younger than the years that should hang on thee, from what I am told.>
IPOLA: (In Erogenian) <Eat. Shit..>
KOR LACHNIS: <Ahah! Now we see the true Erogenian spirit! It pleases me that, after all these ages, our tongue is still known well enough for thee to curse at me in it.> <But my interest in thy years is professional, nothing more. Let us see. By the account I have of thee, thou shouldst be … some few years shy of two score and ten, and yet seem so much more fit and young. Thou may’st thank me for that. > (In Urttish) < Oh, Owner Gorshash, didst thou know that we, in our experiments, did not merely create all the servants and slaves of Erogenia, but did naturally improve our own seed. <We had only begun cautiously, of course - improving appearance - such attributes as thou seest which were pleasing to us in our women, naturally. <But also strength, life span, resistance to disease and so forth.> In time, uninterrupted, we could have made ours a race of immortal gods. But, foolishly, the followers of the Moon rebelled and interrupted our work. >
IPOLA: <And when we defeated you, ultimately you decided to run like a coward.>
KOR LACHNIS: <Have a care, woman. I ->
IPOLA: <Gosh! I’d better be careful, otherwise I might get in trouble. >