Posted by Thorns The Elven Archer waited for Thorns to make the next move. As Lady Starbolt walked by him, the Dark Elf gave the High Elven Maiden a gentle pat on the butt and closed the door behind him. Turning towards her, Thorns said seductively, "Now, where to begin, my little prisoner? I know." Letting go of his end of the bullwhip, the Drow Warriior lustfully grabbed a handful of Starbolt's hair, yanked her head back and kissed her with a forceful passion that could have reminded one of a blood-thirsty vampire feeding off of an unsuspecting victim all the while fondling her breasts with his other hand.
on March 30, 2003, 6:00:15, in reply to "Thorns' "Prisoner": Unedited."
Starbolt entered the room, stopping only when Thorns told her to. She had agreed on the conditions and had to take the concequenses of losing. She was his prisoner.
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