Post by honeypot on Apr 4, 2007 23:55:53 GMT -5
(04/04/07 00:36:21 )
leya
-[In the Hall]-
says to:remorseless Dea: her gaze was locked upon You, it was nay hard to decifer You were the High Jarl or at least of High Counsel among the Men, her heart thundered, her chest seemed to race and thunder against her chest, every footfal You made gave a resounding echo about the girls ears, her form seemed to quake in sheer fear as You approached, watching as You moved to the circle of bondsmaids, the girl knew well of such, as You moved within the circle and gave the command, before the she could move the Guard had gave well a kick of His boot, she struggled to her feet, her knees weak, long sleek legs endless and shapely carried her with quickened steps towards You, the soft of the woolen kirtle drew against the lavish frame of the girl , outlining the curves of her form, she hesitated not, and yet knew well the symbolism and meaning as her footing crossed the ring of the circle stepping inside, she cried out in utter defeat as she fell to her knees before You, her thighs parted, her hips fed forth, the girls form shook as her arms raised to You, she was silent as her head fell between the cross of outstretched arms, she knew by Your tone, Your demeanor, that such was the only way
(04/04/07 00:39:15 )
remorseless Deathslinger
Rorik the Ugly
Jarl of AxeHolme,PG
-[In the Hall]-
says to:leya: she who enters the circle is bonds maid... by what name are you called girl and of which city?
(04/04/07 00:41:50 )
leya
-[In the Hall]-
says to:remorseless Dea: she listened to the tone of Your voice, taking In Your scent in her closeness to You, she dared nay move from her presentation, soft locks veiled the soft ivory of her face, her cheeks hued at Your words, the girl knew the meaning, her tone was clear, her voice quaked " leya is the name last i was called by Jarl, i have no home , my last was of the salt Mines, i was raised in the North Jarl"
(04/04/07 00:43:58 )
remorseless Deathslinger
Rorik the Ugly
Jarl of AxeHolme,PG
-[in the Bonds maid Circle]-
says to:leya: you have travelled far and yet remained uncollared only to find the circle upon your return.. stand now and strip let us all see what a prize has befallen Us
04/04/07 00:44:48 )
leya
-[In the Hall]-
says to:remorseless Dea: the girl trembled, but remained, she could feel the eyes of the Men upon her, hearing their laughs and banter, no stranger was she to the antics of strong Torvi Men, struggle she did with the fear within her, knowing none, yet a guilty hue of passion painted well upon the soft of her face, her breaths struggled, the girl waited Your word, Your pleasure of her, remain she did in the position of submission, no fool was she, one slave no match for the room of Men, she heard Your words, her voice trembled as she spoke, knowing the truth in Your words, her reply was quick and obediant " yes Jarl"
(04/04/07 00:49:10 )
leya
-[In the Hall]-
says to:remorseless Dea: long slender legs slowly unfurled, she pushed to a tall proud stand, the slender frame of the girl molded well within the tattered soft of the worn kirtle that adorned her, she was nay shy, but feared she was, her hand moved to the hem of her kirtle, slowly drawing it up to first reveal the round of her hips, the moist pink of her sex, the curve slim of her waist, her breaths seemed to heighten as full round breasts she freed from the confines of the kirtle, dawing it from her head allowing it to pool to the ground beside her, small hands moved to the name of her neck, entwining slender fingers, her footing drew wide, allowing view and access to the moist of her folds, her hip turned in a guestured ease as she tamed, holding as she were in the presentation of stand, her gaze slowly drew to You lowering in respect, full round breasts displayed the aching ripe of diamond hard nipples as the girl fought to draw her breaths
(04/04/07 00:56:54 )
remorseless Deathslinger
Rorik the Ugly
Jarl of AxeHolme,PG
-[In the Hall]-
says to:leya: I tap my foot as I wait for the slave to comply such was the Nature of the North ever known for the harshness of the climate the Hardy men of the North had learned with this patience but also stoic resiliance to the whiles of females He moves closer his large hand grazing over her pliant flesh to her face then strong fingers grasp her cheeks opening her mouth as he inspects them for cavities .. he releases her and walks slowly around she can feel his discerning inspection again his hands grasp her flesh this time her thigh turning and kneeding it for sign of mark or blemish satisfied he moves behind her his wrist flicks and the loud slap as his hand contacts the flesh of her rounded ass causeing much laughter and nudging among the men *nice peaches* he grinz
(04/04/07 01:02:29 )
leya
-[In the Hall]-
says to:remorseless Dea: she could feel the dark of Your gaze upon her, Your eyes seemed to pierce the girl, knowing well she was studied as flesh, as property, for worth, the large rough warmth of Your hand against her face gave a instinctive urge of her form into Your hand, feeding into Your touch, her statured display daring nay to move, her face drawn too, her lips parted, her mouth inspected by the large rough of Your fingers, the girl drew jaded orbs to You, her mouth wide and offered, feeling Your form as You walked around her, again Your steps loud and resounding, dawning the girl as a sleen would its prey, feeling the kneed of Your hand agaisnt the warm molten flesh of her thigh, , the loud snap and strike to the round bare globes of her ass, drew forth a moan from the girl, hearing the laugh and banter of the Jarls, her cheeks darkened with a guilty hue of passion, pearled teeth bit at her bottom lip drawing it deep, she trembled but remained as she were
(04/04/07 01:08:29 )
remorseless Deathslinger
Rorik the Ugly
Jarl of AxeHolme,PG
-[In the Hall]-
says to:leya: I walk back round course hands prodding and probing your body finally weighing your breats allowing it to fall from my hand I watch as the breast falls and bounces pleasingly.. reminding me of pudding.. a smile creases My lips .. you shall be named pudding I look at you and turn upon My heal walking towards the door
(04/04/07 01:08:55 )
remorseless Deathslinger
Rorik the Ugly
Jarl of AxeHolme,PG
-[In the Hall]-
says to:honeypot{AxeH}k: 2 paces heal I sanp at honey
(04/04/07 01:09:14 )
honeypot{AxeH}
kettle
AxeHolme,PG
-[In the Hall]-
says to:remorseless Dea: yes my Jarl, -quickly standing and walking 2 paces behind him
(04/04/07 01:09:32 )
remorseless Deathslinger
Rorik the Ugly
Jarl of AxeHolme,PG
-[In the Hall]-
says to:leya: I look at the guard bring her I call and walk from the hall
(04/04/07 01:11:29 )
remorseless Deathslinger
Rorik the Ugly
Jarl of AxeHolme,PG
-[on the path]-
says to:honeypot{AxeH}k: I leave the hall and walk briskly along the path in the night you see the loom of the fire light and know where we go
(04/04/07 01:11:58 )
leya
-[In the Hall]-
says to:remorseless Dea: she felt Your form move about her, assessing her, feeling the rough of Your hands against the warm bare of her flesh, she struggled with the fear and passion that consumed her, the touch of Man, brought forth an anguished begg to the soft of her face, she dared nay to move, she heard the name You gifted her, catching the smile that seemed to draw about the corners of Your lips, feeling You walk away, she trembled, but remained as she were
(04/04/07 01:12:12 )
honeypot{AxeH}
kettle
AxeHolme,PG
-[on the path]-
says to:remorseless Dea: shall honey lead my Jarl -slipping behind him and to his left at 2 paces
(04/04/07 01:25:18 )
remorseless Deathslinger
Rorik the Ugly
Jarl of AxeHolme,PG
-[on the path]-
says to:leya: I yell at the guards stop pawing the beast and fetch her
(04/04/07 01:26:09 )
leya
-[on the path]-
says to:remorseless Dea: the large rough hand of the Guard snatched her once again, drawing her out the hall to the path, she struggled with her footing, fear consumed her as He dragged her as though she wouldnt comply, her form dangled from His hand, the cold air angry and arousing to the bare of ivory slave flesh as He drug her along the path to follow
(04/04/07 01:30:50 )
remorseless Deathslinger
Rorik the Ugly
Jarl of AxeHolme,PG
-[at The Smithy]-
says to:honeypot{AxeH}k: I move to the fires in the chill evening and laugh at the smith d**n Joorg ya seem to have this d**n fire burning all the time I grin seeing irons already heating
(04/04/07 01:31:51 )
honeypot{AxeH}
kettle
AxeHolme,PG
-[at The Smithy]-
says to:remorseless Dea: -stops outside the smithy and waits for her Jarl and theguards-
(04/04/07 01:34:16 )
honeypot{AxeH}
kettle
AxeHolme,PG
-[at The Smithy]-
says to:remorseless Dea: -blushes at the smithy, and smiles- greetings again Jarl, honey hopes eveything is well?
(04/04/07 01:34:38 )
-[THE NARRATOR]-
SETS THE SCENE FOR
pudding's
: more men surround you as you see ahaed the raging forge suddenly realisation strikes you as four sets of strong hand suddenly grasp your limbs you feel your self bourne upawrds and bent backwards over a great fallen log a Warrior on each limb pulling in opposing directions holding you vulnerable and helpless
(04/04/07 01:35:27 )
honeypot{AxeH}
kettle
AxeHolme,PG
-[at The Smithy]-
says to:remorseless Dea: -hides her head in to her Jarls hip and shakes remember her branding-
(04/04/07 01:36:42 )
remorseless Deathslinger
Rorik the Ugly
Jarl of AxeHolme,PG
-[at The Smithy]-
says to:remorseless Dea: smiles and pats your head have soothing balm ready lass be sure ya dont mistake it fer healing paste just soothing balm
(04/04/07 01:38:16 )
pudding
-[at The Smithy]-
says to:remorseless Dea: she gasped aloud feeling the Men snatch her, the small of her frame arched, the hands of the Men holding her with vice grips, her cry was audible and loud as she drew up within the air, arched over the log, the Men having bound her with their grips, she cried out, her form trembled, helpless unable to struggle if she even desired so
(04/04/07 01:38:39 )
honeypot{AxeH}
kettle
AxeHolme,PG
-[at The Smithy]-
says to:remorseless Dea: -nods and runs to find the healing balm away from the smithy- yes my Jarl
(04/04/07 01:41:15 )
honeypot{AxeH}
kettle
AxeHolme,PG
-[at The Smithy]-
says to:remorseless Dea: -hears puddings scream and comes back running with the heaing balm in her hands, panting she holds it up for her jarl- the healing balm my Jarl
(04/04/07 01:43:24 )
remorseless Deathslinger
Rorik the Ugly
Jarl of AxeHolme,PG
-[at The Smithy]-
says to:pudding: I draw the irons from the heat scrutinising each and tossing two into a tub to be reworked by tyhe smith I finally select one and scrub it with a wire brush placing the iron back in the fires to heat a little more I pause moving to the girl I examine her thigh then grasping the iron I draw it from the heat its white heat effervessent in the night air I turn to you swiftly hard fingers firmly grasp your left thigh and the iron presses unerringly into your flesh bubbling and seering for five full beast of the heart before its cleanly removed and tossed in a tub of water
(04/04/07 01:49:15 )
pudding
-[at The Smithy]-
says to:remorseless Dea: she could see only the shadow of You moving about, her breaths quickend, her form trembled, held she were in a manner she was unable to so much as squirm by the Men, she could hear the familar footfals of Yours as You moved about the room, hearing the scrub of the wire brush, the sounds unerving to the girl, feeling Your hand about her thigh, before she could cry out a plead the Guard grinned and cupped His hand to her mouth, her head fought Him, the intensity of the iron against her flesh was overbearing, biting into the finger of the Jarl in sheer agony, what seemed an eternity the iron remained upon her flesh, the sear of burning flesh drew asickness in the pit of her belly , as the Jarls hand pulls from her mouth, a blood curling scream escapes the girl the air expelled from her lungs brought forth the sheer pain of the brand,resounding was the echo of the pitch of her cry
(04/04/07 01:52:27 )
remorseless Deathslinger
Rorik the Ugly
Jarl of AxeHolme,PG
-[at The Smithy]-
says to:pudding: I laugh a that last utterance of her freedom laughing at the man whome had a bitten finger Mayhap Hrolf ya can take her to the furs and have her make amends I growl as I inspect the mark standing I nod its a good un
(04/04/07 01:52:40 )
remorseless Deathslinger
Rorik the Ugly
Jarl of AxeHolme,PG
-[at The Smithy]-
says to:honeypot{AxeH}k: apply the salve lass
04/04/07 01:54:31 )
honeypot{AxeH}
kettle
AxeHolme,PG
-[at The Smithy]-
says to:pudding: -shaking she stands unable to ignore her Jarls order, she moves over to peaches, opening the jar of salve and applys it to her thigh,tears rolling down her face as she says- be glad girl, you get salve -closing the lid she turns around and walks to her jarls side-
(04/04/07 01:57:29 )
pudding
-[at The Smithy]-
says to:remorseless Dea: the girl sobbed audibly trying to regain herr composure, she simply sobbed and trembled feeling the Guards ease Their grips, her form arched against the leg of Jarl that held her arms, she worked to merely breath, her sobs consumed her, struggling to relish in the pain of the brand, she dared nay move, her voice trembled as she struggled to speak , to thank You for finding her worthy of such, but for now words seemed to nay flow free, the pain consumed her
(04/04/07 01:58:39 )
remorseless Deathslinger
Rorik the Ugly
Jarl of AxeHolme,PG
-[at The Smithy]-
says to:pudding: cruel Hands release you but only to force you to your knees beside the smiths anvil and bind you hands behind you back so you are unable to touch the mark the smith forms a iron collar about your neck and pushes you head down he leans over whispering dont flinch deary I dont need to have ta wash the anvil of no blood tanight he grinz
(04/04/07 02:01:34 )
pudding
-[at The Smithy]-
says to:remorseless Dea: the roughness of the hands that shoved her to her knees, she flinched and cried out at the brands tenderness as she was forced against the cold steel of the anvil, feeling the steel about her throat, she knew well not to move, the breath of the Jarl against her ear as He spoke, she could feel His lips so near the sensitive lobe of her ear, she held still, struggling to nay move, twas quite unerving, her eyes clinched tight unable to watch the draw of the hammer so close to her face
(04/04/07 02:04:08 )
remorseless Deathslinger
Rorik the Ugly
Jarl of AxeHolme,PG
-[at The Smithy]-
says to:pudding: the hammer rang on the anvil three times and then the duller thud as each rivet was closed sealing the collar forever bond as she knew no bond was ever freed
(04/04/07 02:05:22 )
remorseless Deathslinger
Rorik the Ugly
Jarl of AxeHolme,PG
-[at The Smithy]-
says to:pudding: I look at you.. you are pudding{AxeH}, next line kettle, next line AxeHolme, PG
(04/04/07 02:06:03 )
pudding
-[at The Smithy]-
says to:remorseless Dea: the sound of the hammerr consumed her, she trembled holding as she were, each pin drove within the steel, the jar of the hammers bound against her, the collar it claimed it, named her as a slave, such filled the pits of her belly, she was now owned
leya
-[In the Hall]-
says to:remorseless Dea: her gaze was locked upon You, it was nay hard to decifer You were the High Jarl or at least of High Counsel among the Men, her heart thundered, her chest seemed to race and thunder against her chest, every footfal You made gave a resounding echo about the girls ears, her form seemed to quake in sheer fear as You approached, watching as You moved to the circle of bondsmaids, the girl knew well of such, as You moved within the circle and gave the command, before the she could move the Guard had gave well a kick of His boot, she struggled to her feet, her knees weak, long sleek legs endless and shapely carried her with quickened steps towards You, the soft of the woolen kirtle drew against the lavish frame of the girl , outlining the curves of her form, she hesitated not, and yet knew well the symbolism and meaning as her footing crossed the ring of the circle stepping inside, she cried out in utter defeat as she fell to her knees before You, her thighs parted, her hips fed forth, the girls form shook as her arms raised to You, she was silent as her head fell between the cross of outstretched arms, she knew by Your tone, Your demeanor, that such was the only way
(04/04/07 00:39:15 )
remorseless Deathslinger
Rorik the Ugly
Jarl of AxeHolme,PG
-[In the Hall]-
says to:leya: she who enters the circle is bonds maid... by what name are you called girl and of which city?
(04/04/07 00:41:50 )
leya
-[In the Hall]-
says to:remorseless Dea: she listened to the tone of Your voice, taking In Your scent in her closeness to You, she dared nay move from her presentation, soft locks veiled the soft ivory of her face, her cheeks hued at Your words, the girl knew the meaning, her tone was clear, her voice quaked " leya is the name last i was called by Jarl, i have no home , my last was of the salt Mines, i was raised in the North Jarl"
(04/04/07 00:43:58 )
remorseless Deathslinger
Rorik the Ugly
Jarl of AxeHolme,PG
-[in the Bonds maid Circle]-
says to:leya: you have travelled far and yet remained uncollared only to find the circle upon your return.. stand now and strip let us all see what a prize has befallen Us
04/04/07 00:44:48 )
leya
-[In the Hall]-
says to:remorseless Dea: the girl trembled, but remained, she could feel the eyes of the Men upon her, hearing their laughs and banter, no stranger was she to the antics of strong Torvi Men, struggle she did with the fear within her, knowing none, yet a guilty hue of passion painted well upon the soft of her face, her breaths struggled, the girl waited Your word, Your pleasure of her, remain she did in the position of submission, no fool was she, one slave no match for the room of Men, she heard Your words, her voice trembled as she spoke, knowing the truth in Your words, her reply was quick and obediant " yes Jarl"
(04/04/07 00:49:10 )
leya
-[In the Hall]-
says to:remorseless Dea: long slender legs slowly unfurled, she pushed to a tall proud stand, the slender frame of the girl molded well within the tattered soft of the worn kirtle that adorned her, she was nay shy, but feared she was, her hand moved to the hem of her kirtle, slowly drawing it up to first reveal the round of her hips, the moist pink of her sex, the curve slim of her waist, her breaths seemed to heighten as full round breasts she freed from the confines of the kirtle, dawing it from her head allowing it to pool to the ground beside her, small hands moved to the name of her neck, entwining slender fingers, her footing drew wide, allowing view and access to the moist of her folds, her hip turned in a guestured ease as she tamed, holding as she were in the presentation of stand, her gaze slowly drew to You lowering in respect, full round breasts displayed the aching ripe of diamond hard nipples as the girl fought to draw her breaths
(04/04/07 00:56:54 )
remorseless Deathslinger
Rorik the Ugly
Jarl of AxeHolme,PG
-[In the Hall]-
says to:leya: I tap my foot as I wait for the slave to comply such was the Nature of the North ever known for the harshness of the climate the Hardy men of the North had learned with this patience but also stoic resiliance to the whiles of females He moves closer his large hand grazing over her pliant flesh to her face then strong fingers grasp her cheeks opening her mouth as he inspects them for cavities .. he releases her and walks slowly around she can feel his discerning inspection again his hands grasp her flesh this time her thigh turning and kneeding it for sign of mark or blemish satisfied he moves behind her his wrist flicks and the loud slap as his hand contacts the flesh of her rounded ass causeing much laughter and nudging among the men *nice peaches* he grinz
(04/04/07 01:02:29 )
leya
-[In the Hall]-
says to:remorseless Dea: she could feel the dark of Your gaze upon her, Your eyes seemed to pierce the girl, knowing well she was studied as flesh, as property, for worth, the large rough warmth of Your hand against her face gave a instinctive urge of her form into Your hand, feeding into Your touch, her statured display daring nay to move, her face drawn too, her lips parted, her mouth inspected by the large rough of Your fingers, the girl drew jaded orbs to You, her mouth wide and offered, feeling Your form as You walked around her, again Your steps loud and resounding, dawning the girl as a sleen would its prey, feeling the kneed of Your hand agaisnt the warm molten flesh of her thigh, , the loud snap and strike to the round bare globes of her ass, drew forth a moan from the girl, hearing the laugh and banter of the Jarls, her cheeks darkened with a guilty hue of passion, pearled teeth bit at her bottom lip drawing it deep, she trembled but remained as she were
(04/04/07 01:08:29 )
remorseless Deathslinger
Rorik the Ugly
Jarl of AxeHolme,PG
-[In the Hall]-
says to:leya: I walk back round course hands prodding and probing your body finally weighing your breats allowing it to fall from my hand I watch as the breast falls and bounces pleasingly.. reminding me of pudding.. a smile creases My lips .. you shall be named pudding I look at you and turn upon My heal walking towards the door
(04/04/07 01:08:55 )
remorseless Deathslinger
Rorik the Ugly
Jarl of AxeHolme,PG
-[In the Hall]-
says to:honeypot{AxeH}k: 2 paces heal I sanp at honey
(04/04/07 01:09:14 )
honeypot{AxeH}
kettle
AxeHolme,PG
-[In the Hall]-
says to:remorseless Dea: yes my Jarl, -quickly standing and walking 2 paces behind him
(04/04/07 01:09:32 )
remorseless Deathslinger
Rorik the Ugly
Jarl of AxeHolme,PG
-[In the Hall]-
says to:leya: I look at the guard bring her I call and walk from the hall
(04/04/07 01:11:29 )
remorseless Deathslinger
Rorik the Ugly
Jarl of AxeHolme,PG
-[on the path]-
says to:honeypot{AxeH}k: I leave the hall and walk briskly along the path in the night you see the loom of the fire light and know where we go
(04/04/07 01:11:58 )
leya
-[In the Hall]-
says to:remorseless Dea: she felt Your form move about her, assessing her, feeling the rough of Your hands against the warm bare of her flesh, she struggled with the fear and passion that consumed her, the touch of Man, brought forth an anguished begg to the soft of her face, she dared nay to move, she heard the name You gifted her, catching the smile that seemed to draw about the corners of Your lips, feeling You walk away, she trembled, but remained as she were
(04/04/07 01:12:12 )
honeypot{AxeH}
kettle
AxeHolme,PG
-[on the path]-
says to:remorseless Dea: shall honey lead my Jarl -slipping behind him and to his left at 2 paces
(04/04/07 01:25:18 )
remorseless Deathslinger
Rorik the Ugly
Jarl of AxeHolme,PG
-[on the path]-
says to:leya: I yell at the guards stop pawing the beast and fetch her
(04/04/07 01:26:09 )
leya
-[on the path]-
says to:remorseless Dea: the large rough hand of the Guard snatched her once again, drawing her out the hall to the path, she struggled with her footing, fear consumed her as He dragged her as though she wouldnt comply, her form dangled from His hand, the cold air angry and arousing to the bare of ivory slave flesh as He drug her along the path to follow
(04/04/07 01:30:50 )
remorseless Deathslinger
Rorik the Ugly
Jarl of AxeHolme,PG
-[at The Smithy]-
says to:honeypot{AxeH}k: I move to the fires in the chill evening and laugh at the smith d**n Joorg ya seem to have this d**n fire burning all the time I grin seeing irons already heating
(04/04/07 01:31:51 )
honeypot{AxeH}
kettle
AxeHolme,PG
-[at The Smithy]-
says to:remorseless Dea: -stops outside the smithy and waits for her Jarl and theguards-
(04/04/07 01:34:16 )
honeypot{AxeH}
kettle
AxeHolme,PG
-[at The Smithy]-
says to:remorseless Dea: -blushes at the smithy, and smiles- greetings again Jarl, honey hopes eveything is well?
(04/04/07 01:34:38 )
-[THE NARRATOR]-
SETS THE SCENE FOR
pudding's
: more men surround you as you see ahaed the raging forge suddenly realisation strikes you as four sets of strong hand suddenly grasp your limbs you feel your self bourne upawrds and bent backwards over a great fallen log a Warrior on each limb pulling in opposing directions holding you vulnerable and helpless
(04/04/07 01:35:27 )
honeypot{AxeH}
kettle
AxeHolme,PG
-[at The Smithy]-
says to:remorseless Dea: -hides her head in to her Jarls hip and shakes remember her branding-
(04/04/07 01:36:42 )
remorseless Deathslinger
Rorik the Ugly
Jarl of AxeHolme,PG
-[at The Smithy]-
says to:remorseless Dea: smiles and pats your head have soothing balm ready lass be sure ya dont mistake it fer healing paste just soothing balm
(04/04/07 01:38:16 )
pudding
-[at The Smithy]-
says to:remorseless Dea: she gasped aloud feeling the Men snatch her, the small of her frame arched, the hands of the Men holding her with vice grips, her cry was audible and loud as she drew up within the air, arched over the log, the Men having bound her with their grips, she cried out, her form trembled, helpless unable to struggle if she even desired so
(04/04/07 01:38:39 )
honeypot{AxeH}
kettle
AxeHolme,PG
-[at The Smithy]-
says to:remorseless Dea: -nods and runs to find the healing balm away from the smithy- yes my Jarl
(04/04/07 01:41:15 )
honeypot{AxeH}
kettle
AxeHolme,PG
-[at The Smithy]-
says to:remorseless Dea: -hears puddings scream and comes back running with the heaing balm in her hands, panting she holds it up for her jarl- the healing balm my Jarl
(04/04/07 01:43:24 )
remorseless Deathslinger
Rorik the Ugly
Jarl of AxeHolme,PG
-[at The Smithy]-
says to:pudding: I draw the irons from the heat scrutinising each and tossing two into a tub to be reworked by tyhe smith I finally select one and scrub it with a wire brush placing the iron back in the fires to heat a little more I pause moving to the girl I examine her thigh then grasping the iron I draw it from the heat its white heat effervessent in the night air I turn to you swiftly hard fingers firmly grasp your left thigh and the iron presses unerringly into your flesh bubbling and seering for five full beast of the heart before its cleanly removed and tossed in a tub of water
(04/04/07 01:49:15 )
pudding
-[at The Smithy]-
says to:remorseless Dea: she could see only the shadow of You moving about, her breaths quickend, her form trembled, held she were in a manner she was unable to so much as squirm by the Men, she could hear the familar footfals of Yours as You moved about the room, hearing the scrub of the wire brush, the sounds unerving to the girl, feeling Your hand about her thigh, before she could cry out a plead the Guard grinned and cupped His hand to her mouth, her head fought Him, the intensity of the iron against her flesh was overbearing, biting into the finger of the Jarl in sheer agony, what seemed an eternity the iron remained upon her flesh, the sear of burning flesh drew asickness in the pit of her belly , as the Jarls hand pulls from her mouth, a blood curling scream escapes the girl the air expelled from her lungs brought forth the sheer pain of the brand,resounding was the echo of the pitch of her cry
(04/04/07 01:52:27 )
remorseless Deathslinger
Rorik the Ugly
Jarl of AxeHolme,PG
-[at The Smithy]-
says to:pudding: I laugh a that last utterance of her freedom laughing at the man whome had a bitten finger Mayhap Hrolf ya can take her to the furs and have her make amends I growl as I inspect the mark standing I nod its a good un
(04/04/07 01:52:40 )
remorseless Deathslinger
Rorik the Ugly
Jarl of AxeHolme,PG
-[at The Smithy]-
says to:honeypot{AxeH}k: apply the salve lass
04/04/07 01:54:31 )
honeypot{AxeH}
kettle
AxeHolme,PG
-[at The Smithy]-
says to:pudding: -shaking she stands unable to ignore her Jarls order, she moves over to peaches, opening the jar of salve and applys it to her thigh,tears rolling down her face as she says- be glad girl, you get salve -closing the lid she turns around and walks to her jarls side-
(04/04/07 01:57:29 )
pudding
-[at The Smithy]-
says to:remorseless Dea: the girl sobbed audibly trying to regain herr composure, she simply sobbed and trembled feeling the Guards ease Their grips, her form arched against the leg of Jarl that held her arms, she worked to merely breath, her sobs consumed her, struggling to relish in the pain of the brand, she dared nay move, her voice trembled as she struggled to speak , to thank You for finding her worthy of such, but for now words seemed to nay flow free, the pain consumed her
(04/04/07 01:58:39 )
remorseless Deathslinger
Rorik the Ugly
Jarl of AxeHolme,PG
-[at The Smithy]-
says to:pudding: cruel Hands release you but only to force you to your knees beside the smiths anvil and bind you hands behind you back so you are unable to touch the mark the smith forms a iron collar about your neck and pushes you head down he leans over whispering dont flinch deary I dont need to have ta wash the anvil of no blood tanight he grinz
(04/04/07 02:01:34 )
pudding
-[at The Smithy]-
says to:remorseless Dea: the roughness of the hands that shoved her to her knees, she flinched and cried out at the brands tenderness as she was forced against the cold steel of the anvil, feeling the steel about her throat, she knew well not to move, the breath of the Jarl against her ear as He spoke, she could feel His lips so near the sensitive lobe of her ear, she held still, struggling to nay move, twas quite unerving, her eyes clinched tight unable to watch the draw of the hammer so close to her face
(04/04/07 02:04:08 )
remorseless Deathslinger
Rorik the Ugly
Jarl of AxeHolme,PG
-[at The Smithy]-
says to:pudding: the hammer rang on the anvil three times and then the duller thud as each rivet was closed sealing the collar forever bond as she knew no bond was ever freed
(04/04/07 02:05:22 )
remorseless Deathslinger
Rorik the Ugly
Jarl of AxeHolme,PG
-[at The Smithy]-
says to:pudding: I look at you.. you are pudding{AxeH}, next line kettle, next line AxeHolme, PG
(04/04/07 02:06:03 )
pudding
-[at The Smithy]-
says to:remorseless Dea: the sound of the hammerr consumed her, she trembled holding as she were, each pin drove within the steel, the jar of the hammers bound against her, the collar it claimed it, named her as a slave, such filled the pits of her belly, she was now owned
