Rise up. Or die an infidel [M]

[Medievarad]

"You are a moon elf, correct? The type that bonds with whomever mates with them." He proceeded on his way. Something vital, since he had seen moon elves before. And those were very devoted to the gods they believed to exist. If this was the case, forging a bond with her would ensure the gripping madness and constant pain of his mind to influence hers. It would be an advantage to ensure her loyalty.

Despite her answer, he silently trudged on. The sun setting. Limadqn estimated having roughly an hour before nightfall. He strayed from the path. Into the woods. He could go all night, but he was not sure about Luthien. When he reached an open spot, he nodded. "Here. Make a fire."

[Parkway]

"Correct m'lord" Her mind was unclear.  She felt something fighting inside her.  Who and what was this man next to her and why had she so blindly followed his direction?  But as she walked her answers were clouded.  He seemed to be able to influence her, was he a god?  She shook her head. 


The sun was beginning to set yet the man or so what she referred to him as seemed to just keep moving...so she did as well. 

Looking down at herself she was filthy!  Dried blood all over her.  She touched her hair it was caked into the strands.  But she said nothing.  She continued to follow her new found lord. 

Just like that he stopped!  She was thankful that he did.  "Yes" was her only comment.  First she pulled a leather strip from her satchel and pulled her hair back.  Next she quickly went about setting up the camp fire.  Collecting the necessary components and setting them up.  She used her magic to ignite the kindling.  The spark caught and soon a nice blaze was burning. 

She said little....actually she said nothing.  He seemed as though he would speak to her when he wanted or needed to know something.  She was surprised to find that she knew whatever he asked would be done.

[Medievarad]

He sat down slowly in the clearing. Watching as Luthien started the fire. He sighed slowly as the fire was set ablaze. "What is your name?" He asked, looking up at the woman.

[Parkway]

She sat letting the blaze warm her cooled flesh.  She gave a shiver as it soaked into her body.  Sitting there like she was she could not see him all the time until he slowly sat near her.  His eyes boring into her.  His question simple, her name.

"Luthien Culnamo"  Her voice was low as she gave him her full name.

[Medievarad]

"Luthien." He nodded. "Stand up. Approach." He said with the same stonecold and emotionless voice. "I will bond our minds through said racial perk." He stated dryly, before standing up slowly, towering above Luthien. "This does not mean we are lovers."

(Fade to black or play this out, it's what you decide. Since I'm not sure what Luthien or you see this as. Rape or consensual sex. Since she's blindly following his commands. Up to you.)

[Parkway]

(So after our PM's we will play this out as it is more consensual as she has not fought him at all.  It is like a dark force is propelling her forward one she does not want to fight)

She was truly at a loss to say anything so she just nodded.  He spoke so oddly.  But she did not resist him.  She found she didn't want to. 

Luthien stood and approached as directed.  "I am yours M'Lord, I only wish to know more and learn from you.  So bond my mind to yours...I beg you too."

[Medievarad]

"Good." He said, a slight hint of amusement in his voice. "Strip down." He said with the same cold and emotionless voice.

[Parkway]

She looks at him so unsure.  But she does as he says and her clothes slowly are removed.

Until she stands before him naked.  Her arms, legs, and neck covered in blood, the places her armor coved clean and unmarred.

[Medievarad]

Without using his hands, the enchanted armor loosened itself, dropping to the floor, only leaving the steel facemask on. Revealing a scarred body, his left arm and thorax writhing with black and green corruption. An influence from some darker, arcane force.

He put the dark hand on Luthien's shoulder, pushing her down to her knees, infront of his crotch, covered by cloth underwear. The inside of the armor seemed to be lined with fur for comfort of constantly wearing it.

[Parkway]

Luthien watched as his armor seemingly undid itself and fell to the ground.  She gazed upon his body in wonder.  To her he was magnificent.  She inhaled sharply when he touched her shoulder and forced her to her knees. 

She drank in his scent.  Her eyes swam with lust.  But she dared not touch him as he never gave permission.  She looked up at him questioningly.  Silently asking him if she was allowed.

[Medievarad]

A low snarl resounded from behind the mask. The grip on Luthien's shoulder shifting towards the top of her head. He looked at the puzzled face, merely nodding. Words were of no essence or importance now.

[Parkway]

Luthien hands were jerky.  She was no innocent but this seemed different.  She pushed his under-cloth to the side.  Her lips lightly grazing him.  She could feel her desire beginning to grow within her. 

She reached for him tentatively.  Her touch soft as she stroked him.  She begin to kiss him opening her mouth to engulf and be possessed by the large dark knight.   

[Medievarad]

A dark grunt resounded from Limadan as he felt Luthien's lips around the head of his member. Soft kisses causing his dick to go into a semi erect state. He stroked a stray streak of hair from Luthien's face with the corrupted hand, smirking at the sight she was giving him.

As she opened her mouth for him, he let out another low snarl, his black hand pushing Luthien down further.

[Parkway]

His gestures and grunting egging her on further.  Her mouth finding ways to please him.   Her breathing erratic.  She could feel him growing stiffer and this made her want more. 

He pushed her further down but she fought a little wanting to feel his pulsing member in the back of her throat.  She didn't want to stop as her fingers caressed him and squeezed softly.   

She need to have him. 

[Medievarad]

Limadan seemed to reach his peak, his dick now fully erect inside of Luthien's mouth and throat. A giant member, belonging to a giant of a man. He let out a deep and feral growl, pulling Luthien off.

He grabbed the shoulders of the moon elf, turning her around rather roughly and pressing her down to the floor, getting down on his knees behind Luthien. He put his hands on the moon elf's hips.  Without hesitation or without any kind of reservation, Limadan quite literally rammed himself inside of the moon elf's womanhood.

[Parkway]

She hadn't really thought of their actions.  It was more primal.  Not a union of lovers.  Not a union of lust.  But a union that was to be binding.

She felt him easily manipulate her and she knew what was going to happen she did not stop of fight him in fact she arched into him.  More than ready to receive his powerful thrust.  When he entered her at first her eyes widen from the stretching of then gargantuan of a man or beast or demon.

Slowly she became acclaimed to him and she moved her hips.  Meeting him and pushing him further inside her.  She moaned as his hands gripped her hips.  Her body producing enough slickness to allow him to side in and out of her.  She began to move faster leaning her head down to accept him in further.  Wanting him to mark her for his own.

[Medievarad]

Limadan sped up with his thrusting, biting out a low and feral growl as he did. His grip around Luthien's hips tightening. The heretic king leaned forward, pushing the elf's head against the ground, dominating her. His movements were frantic and quick, as if some primal beast itself was rutting the moon elf.

He let out another slow snarl, the lewd symphony of their hips slapping resounding loudly throughout the woods. Limadan grinned with a heated face underneath the mask, the woman was submissive.

Soon her mind would be his.

[Parkway]

Luthien tried to grab onto something but only dirt and twigs where on the ground.  So she dug her nails into the ground.   And continued to mate with him.

Her mind was not of her own and as such neither was her body.  It responded to him in an animalistic type way.  She wanted more of him.  She pushed herself onto him.  Needing to feel him deep within.  As she did her moans ignited further need inside her. 

Luthien's body opened to him.  Allowed him to penetrate her.  It revealed in the mating and as such she need not do any of the usual things one would do doing an explosive union such as this.  She just wanted him inside her and until he marked her as his she would not be satisfied.  So she pushed harder into him.

His guttural sounds making her senses heighten.  He could feel her body beginning to climb as her eventual climax would not be too far off. 

[Medievarad]

He groaned lowly. It had been a long time since he ever had a woman's body. Far longer than he had a man's. And that was merely him administring his dominance and humiliating the opposition in a duel. One hand loosened from her hip, and scooped the woman up underneath her chest, pulling her back up.

The heretic king sat back, changing his position from his knees to sitting on the ground, having the moon elf propped up his lap, his hand returned back to Luthien's hips as they had changed positions, bouncing her up and down his shaft, heated pants resounding from behind the mask.

[Parkway]

He seemed to enjoy being inside her something registered deep in her subconscious at least and as he griped her to shift she loosed and relaxed so as not to break the overall rhythm.   As she came up he placed her in such a way that she moaned feeling him fill her entirely.

She felt his hand go back to her hip as he slid her along his shaft.  She moaned again reaching to touch herself from the overpowering feelings he produced. She felt empty when he slide her up and clichéd her muscles when he lowered her down.

Her own breathing quite ragged.  As she had said nothing during this entire mating until now.  "M'lord.  Need to release.  Soon it is building."  Her head went back as she leaned into him.  Her hands gliding over her womanhood electing a groan from deep when in body. 

She began to rock every time he pushed her down his shaft.  "Yes...feel it deep inside."  Her voice dripping with need.