Kurts
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Post by Kurts on Mar 25, 2015 20:54:49 GMT -5
He paused to leer at her chest before answering, momentarily forgetting his usual greeting at the realization that the tales of her endowments had veracity.
"I am The Daxos." he replied, motioning to his freshly oiled muscles and cock, which matched her breasts in its physics-defying proportions. "A gift from the Prince of the Summer Isles for your pleasure. I must say that the tales of your beauty do not do you justice, Lady Amelia."
He offered her a grape.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Mar 26, 2015 8:32:50 GMT -5
"A gift just for me, hmm?" Amelia said, a tone of disbelief in her voice as she studied the man on her bed, slowly made her way over to her drinks cabinet. "How did you get it? My guards are usually very strict about who enters my rooms."
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Post by Kurts on Mar 26, 2015 13:07:09 GMT -5
"To be enjoyed at your leisure." he replied, popping the grape in his mouth instead with relish. "And I would hardly be a worthy diplomat if I could not talk my way through a closed door. An ambassador must have a skilled tongue."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Mar 27, 2015 12:38:03 GMT -5
"A skill tongue, hmmm?" Amelia asked, intrigued now. "What else might this tongue be able to... indulge in?"
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Post by Kurts on Mar 27, 2015 16:06:48 GMT -5
"Wonders I could not do justice in words alone." he answered, beckoning her towards him with an outstretched hand. "You need only join me in this bed for a demonstration."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Mar 28, 2015 8:58:25 GMT -5
Amelia seemed to consider him for a moment, then shook her head. "I don't think your worth demonstrating your skill on me. You need a test."
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Post by Kurts on Mar 28, 2015 13:57:07 GMT -5
"There is no test The Daxos cannot triumph over." he replied, now sitting up with interest.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Mar 28, 2015 20:19:46 GMT -5
"Good!" Amelia said, clapping her hands. She opens the door, finds a servant and tell him to fetch her maid.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Mar 28, 2015 20:29:52 GMT -5
A maid comes in a few minutes later. She is older, maybe thirty, and a bit thick. She bows. "Yes, my lady?"
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Post by Amelia Royce on Mar 28, 2015 20:31:28 GMT -5
"You?" Amelia asked, studying the woman. "Where's the other one? The younger one?" She frowned.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Mar 28, 2015 20:32:38 GMT -5
The woman frowns and leaves. After a few minutes a younger woman arrives. She is thin and blonde and almost painfully short.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Mar 28, 2015 20:34:49 GMT -5
"There we go," Amelia said with a grin, turning to the Daxos. "Seduce her." She instructed, indicating the maid.
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Post by Kurts on Mar 29, 2015 1:56:47 GMT -5
Daxos did not seem overly concerned with the procession of maids, though when Amelia chose an exceptionally short one, he was slightly concerned he would mortally wound her if coitus was attempted.
From his prone position on the bed, he pointed at the young maid and winked like a buff ebony Fonzie. That was typically enough to work up the smallfolk.
(Seduction 70)
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Post by The Forgotten God on Mar 29, 2015 9:13:01 GMT -5
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The maid looks to Amelia, confused. 'My...my lady?" She takes a few tentative steps towards the man.
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Post by Kurts on Mar 29, 2015 12:48:17 GMT -5
"Your lady has given her blessing, a gift of pleasure for which you will never be able to repay her." he cooed, reaching out his hand towards her own, a bizarre reenactment of Michelangelo's Creation of Adam. "Where are you from, my dear?"
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