"Is my new concubine prepared?" Lord Hassan demanded as he walked towards his quarters. His personal servant, following at his heels replied promptly.
"Yes Lord Hassan, and might I say, she is the loveliest yet."
"It's about time those slave traders found good stock," Lord Hassan snapped. "I've been most disappointed with their property. You'd think they dealt in swine!"
"Actually, this one came not from the traders. She volunteered herself personally so that she may feed her family."
"Excellent," Hassan hissed, licking his lips in anticipation. "You've had her examined?"
"Yes Lord. She is untouched by the hands of men, yours to deflower."
They approached the grand doors to Lord Hassan's personal quarters and the servant bowed deeply and departed. When he walked in, he was met with a beautiful sight. An alluring fox stood by the window, the cool, desert air whipping through her hair. She turned as he walked him and flashed him a heated look that could melt iron.
"My my, what a fine specimen! It's difficult to think that such a fine treasure would go untouched." He snapped his fingers and his two personal guards closed the doors and took their post to each side, averting their eyes from the scene. "What is your name?"
"Eileen," she said, batting her eyes. Her body swayed and swooned, never staying still for a moment. Her hips danced with slow, sensual grace.
"That will not do, pet," Hassan said, grinning. "Tonight, you shall call me master and when I deem it appropriate, I shall bestow you a name. Do you understand me?"
Eileen bowed her head slowly and said, "Yes, master."
Lord Hassan approached her, resting a hand on her waist and the fox cooed. Her fiery-red fur was warm to the touch and her emerald-green eyes looked into his longingly. His hand slid up her torso and under her skimpy top, groping her breast violently. Her eyes closed and she let out a breathy moan. Despite her warmth, she was shivvering and her tail swished from side to side.
"Sensitive, are we? Good. I like to hear the noises a fine bitch makes." He ripped the top off her her and brutally pinched her perking nipple and she released a pained yelp. As he tweaked one breast, he brought his mouth down to taste her other breast. As he did, he used his other hand to slip under her skimpy, lower garment and pushed it down. It drifted to the ground easily and the guards couldn't help but look up at the bare fox and her sensual moans.
Satisfied with her taste, Hassan took his mouth away from her breast and stepped back to look over her bare body. She was stroking her hips as he did, still eager after the less-than-gentle treatment he had given her breasts. "You've got enthusiasm. That's good but you still must be trained. Get on the bed," Hassan instructed.
Eileen bowed and obeyed, climbing onto the bed. No sooner had her rump hit the sheets that Lord Hassan was strapping her arms and legs into ropes tied to the bed posts. "I'm going to enjoy your body, slave. You will learn to adore my ministrations." His eyebrow quirked when they rested on the dagger strapped to her arm.
"A weapon?" He asked. "Why was this not removed?"
"Do not worry, Master," Eileen said, strapped down to the bed. "It is only a fake. It cannot be drawn from its sheath. You may try for yourself."
Lord Hassan gave it a strong tug and it didn't budge. Then he glared down at her with a smile, "Trying to look dangerous for your new master, are we? I'll be sure to teach you who is the truly dangerous one here. Guards! Leave us," he said with a wave. "She's of no danger to me tied to the bed."
The guards departed and locked the door behind them, leaving Lord Hassan alone with Eileen, her limbs tied spread eagle to the bed posts. Hassan climbed up onto the bed on all fours, prowling up between her legs. "I always prefer to get a... taste of my women before I take them. I've tasted your breast and now," he looked down at her mound and licked his lips lewdly. "It is time for me to taste your nectar."
Lord Hassan wasted no time with foreplay. His tongue delved straight in, parting her folds. Eileen could only throw her head back and curl her toes as he lapped at her pink hole and teased her button. He continued with ravenous hunger, stimulating her beyond belief and her body rewarding him with more of her sweet juices. There was no way he could have noticed the claws on Eileen's paws extend out and work to shred her bonds, using her moans to mask the sounds. The only warning Lord Hassan had was a quick snap as both ropes broke and before he could look up, the fox's thighs clamped around his head, burying his mouth and nose in her pussy. He struggled to fight against it but her legs locked around his head and in moments, he could feel himself blacking out and everything went dark.
When he finally regained consciousness, he tried to move only to find his arms bound. He looked around to find that his arms had been tied to the bed posts and his legs bound in his knotted sheets.
"Mmmph!" he tried to yell out only to find that his mouth was gagged with a rolled-up blanket.
"Ah, you're awake," came a feminine voice from across the room. His eyes darted over to find the red fox standing there, wearing her skimpy clothing. "A pity they didn't let me bring my usual clothes in here with me. It'll be all the more unusual to escape wearing this but it wouldn't be the most unusual thing I've worn in an escape, or the smallest."
Hassan struggled to get the gag free from his mouth. Before he could get it off, he felt sharp steel poking at his throat. The fox was holding a dagger to his throat. "Do we have something to say?" she said, tauntingly. "I don't mind mincing words. Just remember this: I have no desire to kill you but if you call for your guards, you'll be dead before they can get past the doors."
The dagger moved up his throat and then across his cheek, cutting off the blanket that gagged him. He glared back at her with fiercely angry eyes but he didn't raise his voice. "I know who you are. You're the Warrior of the North Wood, aren't you?"
"Oh good, you know me. That saves me the trouble of having to introduce myself," Linda said, straightening up.
"If you're here, that means you can only be after one thing," he snarled.
"Yes yes," Linda nodded. "The Emperor's Pearl. It's just one of the relics I'll need before facing Lore Adder."
"Lord Adder?" Hassan laughed. "You're a greater fool than I could have ever imagined! Even with the Pearl, nobody can defeat Lord Adder. He alone has wiped out entire armies. What makes you think you can destroy him?"
Linda rolled her eyes and turned away from Hassan. "While I'd positively LOVE to go over all the details with you," she said sarcastically, "I really haven't the time. I have places to be after all." She scanned the room and found a rather ornate chest with a huge lock on it. She smiled and walked over to it. "I take it the Pearl is here."
"Yes, it is but you'll never get it. That chest is magically sealed by a spell cast by Jafa the Great himself. It is unbreakable!"
"Jafa the Great, huh? Never heard of him. He must be the local talent. Well then, lets see who's magic is stronger," she said, flashing her dagger. With a sharp stab, she thrust the dagger into the lock and in a brilliant flash of light, the lock shattered into a thousand pieces, scattering on the ground. "I get the feeling he's more hype than substance," she teased, easily opening the chest to emphasize this.
Lord Hassan was sweating now but he was still grinning. "Even so, you shall never find the Emperor's Pearl. You may as well be trying to find a strand of hay in a hay stack!" he ridiculed.
When Linda looked into the chest, it was filled to the brim with lustrous pearls of all varieties. White and silver, black and pink, there must have been thousands of pearls in there. Linda just scoffed. "You must really take me for a fool, Lord Hassan." Instead of digging through the pearls, Linda just looked at the bottom of the lid and spotted a rough piece of raw stone. She plucked it from the chest and held it up where Hassan could see.
"B-but how!?" he gasped.
"Please, give me some credit. The best way to hide a sword is to have everyone looking for a shield. Before you came into possession of it, it was called the Emperor's Stone, not the Emperor's Pearl. You spread that nice little rumor to throw treasure hunters off the scent. Still," Linda said, looking back into the chest. She grabbed a handful of pearls and said with a smile, "Consider this payment for the night. Despite your rather rude approach, you've got a rather skilled tongue. For that, I'll leave you completely unharmed. Just next time, be more gentle with the girls, will you?" She said with a wink.
Leaving Lord Hassan flabbergasted and tied to the bed, Linda swooped out the window and into the night. She was one step closer to finally facing the Tyrant Adder.
-TB
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