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"No," the man croaked, terrified, "Please-" |
He hauled him to his feet and glanced at one of the many admirers who had come to the palace to beg his favour and would do anything for a scrap of his attention. The woman brightened at just his eyes on her, stood straighter. |
"Take this one to the spawn chambers," he said. "Tell them their Master says they can feast." She nodded. "But first-" the woman kept him in a vice grip as Astarion's full attention settled on Tav. She bathed in its glow, in the possessiveness that matched her own that radiated across the bond as he sat on his throne a... |
She was more dressed than she usually was with guests around- she had a shift under her chains where usually the chains were all that she would wear- but it was still easy for him to lift it and drive his fingers into her. She moaned as he did, wet, always wet for him, hands scrabbling for his shoulders. His gaze was h... |
She slid herself onto it without hesitation, uncaring of the audience of jealous servants and the sobbing man who had thought to claim Astarion from her. The heat seared her, their jealousies one as she fucked herself on him. One of his hands wrapped around her back to keep her steady, the other was circling a nipple o... |
"I shall pierce these," he murmured. "Hang your chains directly from your lovely body. Then perhaps people will know-" She bucked at the words, a sob catching in her throat. "Show me, pet." She threw the bond open from her side and he grasped it, watched the her need and desire and desperation. He saw the jealousy she ... |
Master she sent across the bond, helpless to use any other words. She had none that would explain. He pressed his lips to hers. |
You will always be mine he thought back as he fucked her, one hand holding her by the hip and the other the throat. Mine. Only mine. She screamed as she came, him loosening the grip on her throat to allow the sound out, and collapsed against his chest. He was still inside her as he rubbed a hand over her back and she h... |
The lock snapped shut behind Lae'zel's neck. The pressure it provided against their neck was stifling. The collar was made of a dark metal neither of them had bothered to identify. Lae'zel had seen in a dungeon, laid out on a table with a jagged chain on the end. It was something Shadowheart had pocketed when she notic... |
"You look so much happier when you're honest with yourself," Shadowheart purred, looking down at Lae'zel's naked body. Like most gith, Lae'zel was all bony, tight musclulature. A whip, coiled and ready, even as she was on her knees before the half-elf. Shadowheart's body was soft in every place Lae'zel's was sharp, cur... |
Shadowheart's hand pulled Lae'zel's chain taut, pulling Lae'zel forward on shuffling knees until she was between Shadowheart's seated shins. Lae'zel's knees were already beginning to sting, rubbing harshly against the the thin tarp below them. Shadowheart had seemingly removed the rug from her tent especially for this ... |
"I found something else in the dungeon, by the way." Shadowheart said. Her eyes lazily watched Lae'zel, who quickly turned their eyes to the ground, cheeks already burning. Shadowheart grabbed Lae'zel's chin, forcing eye-contact. "Oh? Does the dog have something to say?" |
Heat immediately flooded Lae'zel's core. She could feel her ears burning up. It was shameful for a Gith'yanki to be at the feet of an istik, begging for attention like a mere pet. But she was no longer the subject of Vlaakith, and thus, shackled by such foolish rules. |
"Speak." Shadowheart commanded, eyes steely and unyielding |
"I am... curious as to what you found." Lae'zel murmured, her eyes locked to Shadowheart's. She couldn't tell if it was anticipation or dread that writhed in her stomach, though, are they really that different from each other? |
Shadowheart wordlessly retracted her hand from Lae'zel's jaw and stood up to open a drawer in their dresser. Lae'zel sat patiently, tension brewing in her as her eyes locked on Shadowheart's back. |
"Ah, here it is", Shadowheart said, producing a metallic contraption from the drawer. A muzzle, Lae'zel realized as the metal was brought into the light. It was much shallower than one made for a dog, but had a similar cage-like shape to it. Leather straps hung from the back as Shadowheart turned it over in their hands... |
Lae'zel forced her body to still, even as her eyes locked on the muzzle intently. "If you would will it." She relented, heat flaring up in her body. Shadowheart clicked their tongue in response. The chain was jerked, sharply pulling Lae'zel forward and she landed onto her hands. Fear spiked down her spine in pleasant s... |
"That's not what I'm asking, mutt." Shadowheart said harshly and Lae'zel's breath hitched at the tone. "You want me to muzzle you, don't you? Like a misbehaving dog. One that needs punishment." |
Lae'zel kept her head low to the ground in shame. She was a proud warrior, she'd conquered many battlefields and bathed in the blood of her enemies. "I do. I want you to muzzle me." Lae'zel bit out, ashamed at the admission. She could feel the wetness dripping down her thighs, even as she further prostrated herself bef... |
"Honesty, is always rewarded." Shadowheart praised, walking back towards the chair, continuing to pull the chain. Lae'zel obediently followed. |
Shadowheart sat with a grace and authority that rivaled any kith'rak Lae'zel had met before. She positioned Lae'zel back where she had been, leaning down with the muzzle in hand. "Now, be a good girl and hold still for me." |
The gith held still, her back straight and unmoving. She would not be found wanting and disobedient. With harsh and unforgiving hands, Shadowheart settled the muzzle onto Lae'zel's face. The buckles and clasps clicked behind her head, the straps tightened to an appropriate fit. Shadowheart gave her a brief, soft look t... |
"It looks good on you." Shadowheart commented, hand back on the gith's chin. She turned their head with a scathing gaze. Left, then right, as if inspecting for damaged goods. |
"Scared I'll bite?" Lae'zel smirked from behind the muzzle. |
Shadowheart's grip tightened. "Still intent on misbehaving?" She clicked her tongue in disapproval. Lae'zel practically quivered in anticipation when Shadowheart sighed. "I thought you might have been deserving of a reward." |
She brought her hand down in a slap across Lae'zel's face. The blow left Lae'zel reeling, dizzied with the force of the blow. |
"Sit up, pup. I will not ask again." Shadowheart said. |
It was only through her rigorous training that Lae'zel was able to blearily sit up straight again. The sound of the second smack rung through the hair and made Lae'zel pant with need. She shuddered as she brought her body back up into position. Her thighs quaked, and she not so subtly rubbed them together for the slig... |
"Look at you, getting off on this. Drenched, all because I'm treating you like the animal you are." Shadowheart said, maneuvering her boot between Lae'zel's legs. "I suppose I could let you fuck yourself on my boot, if you were so desperate." Shadowheart said, leaving an unsaid question hovering in the air. |
Drunk off the pain and the submission, Lae'zel did not have it in her to resist anymore. Lae'zel groaned, peering up and over and the muzzle with desperate eyes. |
Shadowheart scoffed, unimpressed, "If you must". She canted her foot just slightly upwards to connect with Lae'zel's core. It was all at once too much, as Lae'zel pitched forwards, hands grasping at the seat of the chair. Before she knew it, she was grinding on Shadowheart's boot, moaning like a whore. Pleasure flooded... |
And Shadowheart pulled her foot down and pulled the chain high, too high for Lae'zel to make contact. She couldn't hold in the whine that prompted. "Did you think I'd let you come before me?" Shadowheart laughed, fingers trailing down Lae'zel's abdomen. They played with the curls above Lae'zel's entrance, cruelly thumb... |
"N-No," Lae'zel panted, breaths short and quick. "You come first- always." |
Shadowheart pulled her fingers away from Lae'zel slowly, reveling in the look on her face. Her eyes had heat behind them, the kind of heat that made Lae'zel submit to her in the first place. "Fetch me my toy, mutt.", she said, releasing the gith. Lae'zel quickly went to the chest she knew it was stored in, and began to... |
"I never tire of seeing you like this. So ready to please. So ready to prove yourself to me." Shadowheart admitted, pulling the chain once more. Lae'zel obediently walked forwards, closing the distance. "Now, if you fuck me well enough, I might let you finish on my boot. How does that sound?" |
"If you would will it." Lae'zel said, mouth dry. |
"Well, get to it then. I expect to be unable to walk, tomorrow." Shadowheart said with a smirk, turning around. |
Lae'zel snarled, caging her body over Shadowheart's now bent over form. She lined up the toy, slowly pushing into Shadowheart's entrance, already plenty slick. Shadowheart hummed contentedly as she felt the toy steadily fill her. It bottomed out, touching upon her cervix, and she jerked the chain to tell Lae'zel to sta... |
Lae'zel began slow, rapidly picking up to an unforgiving pace. Shadowheart's hand quickly gripped onto the bedroll for further support, but it did little to aid against the force of Lae'zel's hips. Her body was a brutally effective weapon, punishing in pace and endurance. Shadowheart tightened around Lae'zel, groaning ... |
"Your body is divine," Lae'zel stuttered out, body straining. "In all of the astral plane and all of Faerûn, there is no pleasure that rivals yours." She rolled her hips, grinding her heat along the base of the strap. She would not allow herself to finish before Shadowheart but she could not resist pleasuring herself a... |
"Don't you dare fucking stop!" Shadowheart growled, keeping Lae'zel's leash taut. Lae'zel obeyed, maintaining the rhythm as she panted and growled in Shadowheart's ear. She was on the edge of an orgasm now, Lae'zel knew, and she was going to make sure Shadowheart crossed over that edge. Lae'zel ground her hips against ... |
Lae'zel continued to thrust her through the orgasm, slowing her pace considerably as Shadowheart came down from the high. Eventually, Shadowheart panted heavily, regaining her breath and tapping Lae'zel's forearm twice. Lae'zel withdrew from Shadowheart's entrance gently, watching intently as her lips hugged the retrea... |
Shadowheart stretched out on the bedroll, arm obscuring her face as her lungs fought to catch up. Pride welled up in Lae'zel. She was certain no one else could fuck the half-elf as good as her. No one could leave her in such a pathetic state. She could practically feel the snide comment snaking it's way out. |
Once, early in their trysts together, Lae'zel had made the mistake of mocking Shadowheart in the afterglow. Shadowheart had simply scoffed and walked back to camp, leaving the gith to finish herself off that night. While it was one of the hottest things Shadowheart had done, her core was still wet with arousal, perhaps... |
She unclasped the toy from her waist, setting it aside gently. When she turned back to Shadowheart, the half-elf was sitting up, leaning on an elbow coyly. |
"Well, I think that deserves a reward, don't you?" Lae'zel felt their mouth water as they nodded wordlessly. Shadowheart simply laughed, standing up on uncertain legs. "Fetch me the boot, then." She seated herself on the chair. Even so soon after an orgasm, she sat tall and dignified. It had Lae'zel springing forward t... |
"Perhaps, if you were a good girl, I would touch you myself." Shadowheart mused as Lae'zel brought the boot onto Shadowheart's foot. Lae'zel shivered at the thought and it did not go unnoticed. "Is that all it would take? Calling you a good girl? Pathetic." Shadowheart spat. |
The boot secured, Shadowheart positioned it under Lae'zel once more, foot canted upwards and wordlessly watching her. Biting her lip, Lae'zel sunk down low until she made contact. She was impossibly wet, and made far too desperate to care about her appearance anymore. The lips of her gunt ground against the leather of ... |
She thrust her hips with abandon. She was frenzied, gazing up at Shadowheart in adoration and submission. Never had Lae'zel allowed herself to act like this, neither had she known someone she could trust to force her to. Shadowheart brought a hand down to Lae'zel's head, gripping her braided hair as Lae'zel rode her bo... |
"Call me your queen and I'll let you finish like this." Shadowheart said. |
Lae'zel groaned, pace picking up as the thought excited her. She looked up to confirm that Shadowheart was serious. She saw no mercy in Shadowheart's eye. |
"M-Must I?" Lae'zel whimpered, willing herself to not finish. |
"Call me your queen, or you get nothing." |
Lae'zel grit her teeth. She was no longer a subject of queen Vlaakith, she reminded herself. She was far, far beyond the line of treason. But this felt even dirtier than that. To recommit herself to another being, a far more mortal woman. All so she could continue to grind her sex along the leather of her boot. |
"M-My queen," Lae'zel stuttered out, in staggered breaths. "Please let me cum!" |
Shadowheart smirked, triumphant. "Of course, my pet." |
Lae'zel's body shuddered forward, embraced by Shadowheart as the orgasm hit her. All thought left Lae'zel's mind in a blessed moment, pleasure racking her body. Shadowheart held her as she rode through the peak, vision spotty as her hips finally halted. The half-elf's hand clutched her reassuringly, guiding her to sit ... |
Waiting for Lae'zel to shift into a comfortable position, Shadowheart undid the laces of her boots, pulling them off. Once settled, she gently untied the straps of the muzzle, grazing her fingers along Lae'zel's cheeks affectionately. Shadowheart released the collar, the latch freeing with a loud clank. She gently set ... |
Shadowheart lead Lae'zel towards the bedroll, both of them half stumbling, half crawling there, giggling to each other. |
They climbed under the covers together. Wordlessly, they fell asleep, embracing in each other's warm arms. |
Each and every Gith soldier was a honed blade, trained to a razor's edge over the course of their entire life. Because of Lae'zel, Shadowheart had grown to admire their prowess and commitment to their craft and their bodies. After all, it was much easier to appreciate the sheer murderous force of a gith when their effo... |
Lae'zel hadn't been the same after they left the creche. Her pride was sapped and it was visible in her posture and generally demure mood. She had even stopped arguing with Shadowheart. That... should have pleased Shadowheart. Instead it filled her with vitriolic rage. How dare anyone else make the proud Lae'zel subser... |
But at least she had somewhere to direct that rage. |
Shadowheart channeled her divinity into a sharp pinpoint in her hand, launching a guiding bolt at the kith'rak charging her. At the last second, the general ducked down and to the side, it was a feat how the movement did not cause them to slow their charge one bit. "You will die for your insipid betrayal, istik!" The k... |
Shadowheart had barely enough to grit her teeth and raise her shield to meet the gith general's blow. It had the force of an ogre's club behind it, sending shock-waves of pain up to her shoulder to brace the blow. She was suddenly grateful that she splurged on this shield at the Last Night Inn, her old buckler probably... |
The party had been ambushed while leaving the Shadowlands for Baldur's Gate. The road lead to a narrow street, sandwiched by two mausoleums with a thin bridge crossing overhead. They barely got a warning of the ambush before the gith'yanki appeared. |
From above and across the bridge, Shadowheart heard the sharp, pained whine of a wolf. Similar to the Captain's wolves in the creche, the wolf was unfairly large and ferocious, biting at Karlach with a determined ferality. Shadowheart was grateful that Karlach opted to start with the wolf; seeing it emerge from the git... |
"Rev'na! Do not die here!" The general barked at the wolf, a hint of desperation seeping into her voice. Despite the ambush, it was obvious that the gith soldiers had still underestimated their strength. Typical gith'yanki, expecting themselves to be head and shoulders above any "istik'. |
On the other side of the bridge, Lae'zel was engaged with another gith soldier. She swung her glaive through the air, forcing the soldier backwards. His heels hit a tombstone behind him and he deftly pushed off of it, launched forward at Lae'zel in the gap between Lae'zel's swings. But it was a bait. Lae'zel's kick cau... |
Eager for more, Lae'zel charged at another soldier. He was lining up a crossbow bolt when Lae'zel struck him with her pommel. He reeled, hand grasping depserately at the railing and firing wildly. The bolt caught Lae'zel in the shoulder. Without hesitation, she grabbed the bolt by the shaft and ripped it out. The soldi... |
"Tsk'va!" She hissed over her shoulder angrily, "You are reckless, vampire spawn!" |
"Yeah, yeah. Try saying thank you next time, why don't you?" Astarion mocked, slinking back into hiding. |
Under the bridge, Shadowheart's arm had grown numb from the general's relentless attacks. She was buying time for everyone else to clear out the fodder but she was quickly losing ground. An exceptionally heavy blow forced her to stumble backwards under the bridge, mind reeling from the familiar feeling of a psychic att... |
She could feel the blood running down her forearm, hand surely bloodied from how she clenched the shield in an unyielding grip. She could not take much more of this. |
"Rev'na!" Shadowheart shouted through clenched teeth. |
Lae'zel leapt down from the bridge, landing behind the general with a cat-like grace, glaive swinging out at the general. The kith'rak caught the blade in their side, the curved metal tearing through the githyanki metal and hitching in the gith's soft flesh. With a jerk, Lae'zel forced the general to their knees. |
The shock in the general's face filled Shadowheart with a sick joy, however short lived it would be. |
Sensing their impending end, the kith'rak sneered, speaking over their shoulder. "Are you not ashamed, zerai? First you betray queen Vlaakith, and now you act as an istk's bitch-" |
Shadowheart's mace collided with the soft flesh of the gith's face, tearing flesh and muscle. Gore and viscera splattered across Shadowheart's face in grim makeup. In a maddened fury, she swung again across the other cheek, tearing another chunk of flesh out. The general heaved out a scream, blood flowing from their fa... |
"It is you that should be ashamed, your kind and your queen have done nothing but fail Lae'zel." Shadowheart said, fury boiling over. She longed for her tools of torture and the time to savor this gith's pain, to put her Sharrite training to use. She suspected Selûne would not approve, but she could not bring herself t... |
"Shadowheart..." |
She looked up to see Karlach, worried, concerned. Blood was already drying over her armor and her engine was already cooling. Distantly, Shadowheart could see everyone tending to wounds, pointedly looking away from her. |
"Tch!" Shadowheart clicked. "Fine. I'll end this swiftly." Her mace fell one more time, crushing the kith'raks skull. Their body lolled lifelessly, freed to flop to the earth once Lae'zel removed her glaive. |
They journeyed for a few hours more, adrenaline slowly waning off as the sun began to set. |
"I think now would be a good time to set camp." Gale said conversationally, as if the previous hours since the battle had not been uncomfortably silent. |
"I second that!" Halsin said with brimming energy. "I for one, cannot wait to be surrounded by nature once more." |
"Personally, I'm holding out for a real bath." Astarion muttered. |
Preparing camp went quickly. With their ever growing party, they had the routine down to a science. After setting their own tents, Karlach would begin chopping firewood while Wyll would work to build a fire. Gale would begin to plan their evening meal while Halsin left to retrieve the water. Shadowheart would tend to w... |
"I always hate killing animals, you know?" Karlach said, splitting the log in two with a heavy thwack. "It's not the dog's fault they were trained by someone trying to kill me." |
"I agree. It is unfortunate to put down an innocent being." Wyll agreed from the ground, positioning the tinder for the fire. |
"And like, think about she must have felt, watching me kill her beloved pet? Did you hear how she called him rev'na?" Karlach continued. |
Lae'zel clicked her tongue from across the unlit campfire. "The death of the dog is not what pained them. We are trained to not get attached to our tools." She assured, wiping the blade of her glaive clean. "What pained them was the thought of defeat." |
"But they called him rev'na." Wyll said, brow furrowed. "Isn't that what Shadowheart calls you?" |
"Rev'na!" Shadowheart calls from across the camp, interrupting the conversation. Lae'zel stopped cleaning the glaive for a second, face expressionless, glancing at Wyll and Karlach briefly. Her posture gave nothing away as she set the glaive down and walked away. |
Wyll and Karlach looked at each other with wide eyes, hoping the other will ask the obvious question. |
"You know," Astarion said from out of nowhere. "The general at the creche called her two wolves rev'na as well. And she didn't strike me as the sentimental type." |
"You don't think..." Wyll said, horror showing on their face. |
Karlach, with a shit eating grin, said "Oh! I'm thinking alright." |
The trio turned to look across the camp. Having gone straight to mending wounds, Shadowheart had yet to remove her armor like the rest of the party. She stood as Lae'zel kneeled, hands deftly unclasping the straps of Shadowheart's armor and setting aside the metal to be cleaned. Shadowheart was watching sternly as Lae'... |
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