Kurts
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Post by Kurts on Mar 25, 2015 17:02:46 GMT -5
The room provided to Morgan Brax during her stay at Riverrun.
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Post by Kurts on Mar 25, 2015 17:07:06 GMT -5
In a bid to satisfy Westerner on his checklist, Daxos wandered the hall of rooms afforded to the western guests. Choosing one at random, he snuck in, disrobed, spread rose petals out, and lounged upon the bed in his full glory.
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Mar 25, 2015 17:13:09 GMT -5
A little while later, a young woman in a dark green dress entered and let out an almighty shriek. "Who are you?" She squealed. "Get out of my mistress' chamber." It was Morgan's maid, come to tidy the room while Morgan was elsewhere.
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Post by Kurts on Mar 25, 2015 17:16:02 GMT -5
"I am The Daxos." he replied, motioning to his freshly oiled muscles and paying no heed to her shrieks. "A gift from the Prince of the Summer Isles for your pleasure."
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Mar 25, 2015 17:19:58 GMT -5
The young woman eyed him with nervous curiosity. She had never seen a Summer Islander before. She was worried because he was in her lady's chamber, and had no right to be there, but she also wanted to know why.
"You shouldn't be here, m'lord. 'Tis m'lady's room. What did you come for? M'lady has gone to visit the godswood - she hadn't seen one before. You can't be here when she gets back."
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Post by Kurts on Mar 25, 2015 17:23:05 GMT -5
"I await your lady." Daxos replied, feeding himself grapes in an overtly sexual manner. "The Daxos is a delicacy fit only for noble palate."
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Mar 25, 2015 17:31:27 GMT -5
The maid gazed at him as if here eyes were on stalks. She bobbed a curtsey. "You can't stay here!" She cried. "Please, m'lady will be very angry that a strange man is in her chamber. Her gaze sneaked down to his crotch. "You have to leave, m'lord. Or...or I'll scream for the guards."
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Post by Kurts on Mar 25, 2015 17:32:39 GMT -5
"Go fetch your lady and perhaps you can join." he cooed, voice honeyed with forbidden promise.
(Seduction 70)
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Post by The Forgotten God on Mar 25, 2015 17:33:43 GMT -5
Roll: 131
The weak willed maid is convinced that only her lady could possibly know how to deal with such a peculiar circumstance.
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Mar 25, 2015 17:41:38 GMT -5
"M'lady will speak to you when she comes back," she said. "But I know she'll make you leave."
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Post by Kurts on Mar 25, 2015 17:45:20 GMT -5
Daxos lounged out naked on the bed like he was making a snow angel.
"She will try." he laughed, deep in his throat, a velvet baritone.
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Mar 25, 2015 17:57:46 GMT -5
She bobbed a curtsey. "M'lady might be gone some time." she said. "Please, won't you put clothes on. M'lady is a maiden. It's not proper for you to be here."
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Post by Kurts on Mar 25, 2015 18:00:05 GMT -5
"All the better to see what she is missing." Daxos replied, but relented to her request.
He pulled out a massive gold and ivory cocksheath and applied it.
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Mar 25, 2015 18:10:03 GMT -5
The maid turned red and hurried from the room with a squeal.
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Almost an hour later, Morgan entered, her head in the clouds. She stopped dead in the doorway when she saw the Daxos. A flush flew into her cheeks. "Get out!" She cried.
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Post by Kurts on Mar 25, 2015 18:18:57 GMT -5
"I am The Daxos." he replied, repeating the same spiel as before as he motioned to his slightly less freshly oiled muscles and paying even less heed to her shrieks as he had the maid's. "A gift from the Prince of the Summer Isles for your pleasure."
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