Accept it

"With a peaceful heart and graceful manners, I humbly accept the task set before me" I mutter the traditional words, trying to still my emotions. "Sleep now, beloved Kathya. For your task is complete, and now mine starts"

Our lips touch, and slowly I feel her conscious slip into dreamland. The delicacy of her lips are spoiled, I can still feel the sticky after taste of that man´s cum and hear the constant flapping of his cock. With great care I lay down the semi naked priestess, casually unsheath my blade,and point towards Zack and his cock

"You can stop that now, and I do mean now, Ranger of Hula. And tell me all about this dangerous quest of yours" But that bearded smile only curves in a smirk, he closes his eyes and groans for me. Groans! That hateful thing kept looking in my direction, a red eye on top of a prolonged tendril. My blood boilt, and for a moment I considered cutting the problem there and then.

I couldn't bring myself to do it, instead I stepped closer, grabbed his manhood, and squeezed until he yelped in pain. He met me straight in the eye, and I punished his defiance with another twist. "Touch me, and I swear I will skewer you with this blade!"

His agony was evident, but still his hardon wouldn't abate. Exasperated, I grabbed his hairy sack instead, having knocked out more than one opponent before with a well timed kick there. But this only made matters worse, now his manhood could easily rival any of the status in the temple! I could see its veins pulsing, continuing to pump more and more blood in it. "I will have you on your knees, begging me to fuck you" the temerity of the male, filled with disgust I took one of the high priestess many veils, and tied his hands up, behind his neck. " There... I think now the problem was solved" Finally, the agony he truly deserved! His hardon remained, but now unattended he started to become agitated, ****. "NOW, tell me about your quest"

"Fine! bitch" I slap him,and I know by now he likes it "Whore...how does my cum taste?"
I punch him in the ribs, he curves in pain. I lean closer "do you want to know what you taste like? do you?" I can smell his fear now, mingled with his desire. "I will give you a taste" I take my hair out of the way, I want to see him roaming closer and closer to his cock. I reach for it with just the tip of my tongue... "In your dreams, prick" And turn my back on him, letting him howl his outrage.

"... I am looking for the Beholder." He finally tells me. "20 years ago he attacked the elven city of Abanasdor, slaying several of the finest bladedancers there. Including my own master, Yrwien" I have a small frown, but dont interrupt him "I started tracking him a year ago, and am confident the same monster is still alive. Will you... will you help me, milady?"