Posted by Thorns 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, Starbolt moaned with pleasure as she melted into the kiss, allowing Thorns to pull her closer to him. Her captivity was just begining. Breaking the kiss and his embrace, the Drow Warrior moved away from his captive, sat down on the edge of the bed, took his end of bullwhip and gently tugged on it saying, "Now dance for me, my lady! Do something nice, something pleasing to my eyes--and remove your clothes while you are it!"
on March 31, 2003, 12:38:24, in reply to "Re: 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. The Elven Archer waited for Thorns to make the next move.
"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.
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