Note: All characters portrayed are over the age of 18. In fact Austos is 20, Betha is the same age and Marenda stopped counting a fair while back.
"Let me go." demanded Austos, straining against his bonds.
Marenda twirled a blonde lock lazily, "And why would I want to do that, sweetie?"
"You have taken what you wanted. There's no reason to keep me here any longer." He was naked apart from the apparatus strapped to his crotch and extremely aware of the fact.
The witch lightly scratched at his sparse blonde chest hair seductively, "But what if I want more?"
Doing his best to ignore her soft caress he recited a silent prayer in his mind to absolve himself of the lie he spoke thus, "Then I shan't resist, my Lady. Do as you will, but promise me you will release me to go as I please when you are through."
"Oh, dear, I want to believe you..." she traced one of his nipples.
Austos shuddered, "You can! You have my word as a Paladin of the Holy Edict."
"You wouldn't hurt me?" Marenda pressed herself against his chest and looked up at him with wide eyes.
"On my honor, I would never harm a woman."
"Oh, so noble. My White Knight." Marenda shifted upwards making sure to grind as much of her body as possible against his, in order to place a soft kiss on his lips.
Austos forced himself not to recoil, which was much easier to do than it should have been and when she lingered he closed his eyes his own lips parting slightly. When her tongue slipped wetly into his mouth he snapped his head back, his breath coming stutteringly.
Marenda smiled, "See, I'm not so horrible once you get to know me."
Austos smiled back weakly, "No, my lady."
"Well since you seem to have discovered the spirit of co-operation, I don't see why we shouldn't give you a little freedom at least, keep the circulation going. You might be my prisoner, but that doesn't mean I don't want you to be comfortable." She reached for his leather ankle cuffs and unstrapped them, then tarried to massage the strained flesh, "You're happy to provide the necessary fluids for my philanthropic experiment?"
"I suppose I don't have much choice." Austos half shrugged in his still tight upper body restraints.
Marenda's eyes twinkled up at him, "That's the spirit! Just let it happen and I promise you'll enjoy it."
"Yes, my lady." Austos was not convinced that he was convincing, however she seemed happy as she undid his wrists and neck humming a light tune he did not recognize. "Would it be possible to retrieve my clothing?"
"Oh darling, you needn't worry about that. They'd just get in the way anyway and besides, I like you like this," her eyes ran up and down his young, toned body, "Quite exquisite."
Unable to think of a response, he instead laughed politely.
After finishing with the ties that bound him and rubbing the blood back into his hands, Marenda hopped down, "That's better. Now best get some food in you, I imagine it's going to be a long night."
Putting her hands on her hips and making a show of it, her eyes wandered the room in search of sustenance for her captive.
Free of his bonds and with the witch's back to him, Austos took his moment and leapt at her. Austos had always been stronger and faster than his comrades, a fact he tried to hide by tempering himself and holding back when he could have excelled. With no teachers or novices around to observe, he was free to let loose and Marenda did not stand a chance. His arm wrapped round her throat and with a wrench of his shoulder, her spine was snapped and crushed. The witch fell lifeless to the floor.
Time seemed to waver uncertainly as Austos looked down at the fruits of his struggle, he had never killed a woman before, he had never murdered before. Was this murder though? What were the rules for fighting your captor? He could not remember, not with a woman dead at his feet.
Then the orc mercenary entered the room and the rules became clear again; kill the enemy. Austos ripped off the glass tube attached to his penis, snapping the straps that harnessed it on his hips.
"What have you done?" the orc asked almost rhetorically.
Austos moved fast, smashing the tube against the edge of the nearby table covered in apparatus he did not recognize. He lunged at Ghoen with a one handed over head strike. The orc blocked powerfully causing shock waves to run up his forearm and the glass blade to shatter in his grip; it cut his hand.
The strike with the weapon was a feint, however and Austos followed up with a fist below her ribs. Orcs were tough and this one was no exception and the blow which would have doubled most humans over merely staggered her. It was enough for the Paladin; he scraped his bloody palm, shards and all across her face and repeated his gut punch.
The orc took a choking breath and flailed her arms ineffectually trying to attack or merely find something to hold her up. Austos grabbed a wrist, twisted her around and shoved the orc away. She crashed heavily into a table, collapsed onto the floor bringing most of the table's content down with her and went fetal.
Austos took a step towards Ghoen to finish her off, but his revulsion at the damage he had caused brought him short. Instead he turned and went for the exit, snatching a large cloth and tying it firmly around his waist as he went.
Noticing the blood on his makeshift loincloth he checked his wounded hand and immediately regretted it. Another wave of nausea hit him, this time shock based; slivers of glass stuck out from his wounds and blood coated him down to his elbow. Still he pushed on and staggered through the doorway.
"You make me a saaaaaad Panda," said a large black and white bear before it slapped Austos so hard he lost consciousness.
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Austos awoke with a start, immediately trying to roll back and away in order to gain distance from his attacker. Instead, he found himself struggling ineffectually, strapped down tightly on a bed.
"He's awake," Ghoen said lazily, reclining on a chair in a corner.
Marenda popped into view excitedly, "So he is! How are you feeling my strapping firecracker?"
Austos closed his eyes and sighed.
"Well," Marenda continued happily, "seeing as you aren't asking the obvious questions. No, that wasn't real. Yes, we're both fine, thank you for asking. And yes, considering your behavior, we won't be releasing you anytime soon."
"Why are you doing this?" he asked sullenly.
"Because I need you."
"Uh... What?"
"For your penis. Specifically for your semen of course."
"Of course," repeated Ghoen rolling her black eyes.
"You know for a water elemental you do like your humor dry," Marenda matched the mercenary's deadpan referring to the orcs' origin as avatars of the planet's water deity.
Despite what the witch had already done to him, Austos still blushed, "My, uh...uh."
Marenda leapt like an overstimulated kitten at him. She slowly traced her claws down his chest then abdomen, "Your. Sticky. Salty. Spunk." She finished by cupping his balls, "I want it."
Austos gulped and his cock twitched threatening a terrifying arousal.
The blonde nipped playfully at his nose, then span around and walked casually away, "But only for its magical properties. For science!"
This got Ghoen's attention and she actually sat up and fixed the witch with a steady glare which was completely ignored, "What are you brewing, witch?"
Marenda attempted a shrill cackle that achieved none of its desired effect. She looked from the boy's confused stare to the orc's irritated one, "I haven't explained my plan?"
"No." The orc said the word slowly.
"Well that won't do at all will it? The boy should know his fluids are being put towards a philanthropic use."
"What kind of use?"
"I assume you're both familiar with the malaise spreading through the human territories currently?" The witch did not wait for a response, "A plague which makes the women hunger only for the cock o'green? Whilst Orc caravans travel in far greater numbers and conveniently close to human towns and cities with said affliction."
