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Written By: Sylva<\/p>\n
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Kallian slowly opens her eyes as she claws her way to consciousness. She is lying on her back, she is warm, and can hear birdsong. All she can see is blackness. A blindfold? Her thoughts scramble madly as she tries to recall what she had been doing before she blacked out. Sleeping\u2026 Her mind was refusing to cooperate. It is a struggle for her to even want to move. <\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n She is covered by a blanket. A great lethargy had come over her. She feels as if her hands are partially numb, and tries to move them, to wake them up. Her eyes widen under the blindfold when she discovers that she cannot move them. They have been secured over her head. She attempts to move her legs, and find that they too, have been tied wide apart. Her tongue fumbles as she tries to speak, \u201cWhat…\u201d At least she isn\u2019t gagged.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201cAh, she awakens at long last.\u201d Zevran! \u201cTruthfully, I did not expect you to be out for quite so long. It is fortunate that we had planned to be camped here for a couple of days.\u201d His fingers trail over her lips. \u201cI have been planning this for a while, you know. But it is so difficult to get you alone\u2026 away from that overly watchful Templar.\u201d His hand dances over her body, on top of the blanket, for now. He feels it as she shudders at the caress. \u201cYes, I have planned quite a day for you, my dear.\u201d His hand brushes her cheek tenderly. \u201cThis has waited over-long as is.\u201d He punctuates his words by tweaking her nipples through the blanket.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n She moans softly at the stimulation, which is igniting a fire in her loins. \u201cWhy?\u201d She still has trouble linking thoughts together coherently, much less speaking.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201cBecause, my dear, it was inevitable.\u201d His hand dances over the blanket again. \u201cI have seen how you run from his lingering glances. I hear you in your tent, by yourself, while I am on watch.\u201d His hand cups her sex, still through the blanket, and her hips buck before she can stop herself. \u201cMmmm, and I can see that you do not want me in the least, my sweet.\u201d He chuckles. \u201cHmmm\u2026\u201d He taps his fingers where they rest, as though thinking. She squirms. \u201cThe only question is what to do first.\u201d He grinds his fingers more insistently, causing her to pant. \u201cYou have given me so many different ideas\u2026 Ah! I know.\u201d His fingers leave her, and she is left trembling with their absence. <\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n She can hear him rummaging. In his pack? The sounds give no answers. He returns to her side. \u201cNow, we are going to play a little game.\u201d He whisks the blanket off of her. She suddenly feels the light breeze upon her, and realizes that she is stark naked. She gasps at his audacity. \u201cSurely, you are not surprised, my dear? Considering that I drugged you, pulled you out of your tent, and tied you down.\u201d His fingers dance down her body again. <\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201cAs I said, we are going to play a little game. You are going to try to string more than five words together, and I am going to prevent you from doing so.\u201d Cheeky bastard! There is a grimace on her face, and her jaw is grinding, a sure sign that she is angry. \u201cI do so love to rile you up, my dear. How about this? If you can string more than five words together, say, by midday? I will leave you alone for a week. If you don\u2019t, we will play every evening for a week. Am I not benevolent?\u201d <\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201cHere, smell this, my dear.\u201d A lovely scent wafts past her nose.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201cWhat\u2026?\u201d <\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s a special Antivan oil. It is used to enhance \u2026the act. I think you will enjoy this.\u201d His fingers blaze a trail across her lips, and then travel behind her dainty pointed ears, down to the pulse point in her neck. His fingers leave her for a moment. They return to her nipples, the abdominal muscles near her hips. She feels a fiery tingling follow his touches, and starts to squirm. \u201cThat\u2019s it, my dear, dance for me.\u201d He places more oil behind her knees, at her ankles, and then he adds the oil to her inner elbows and wrists. His fingers move away again. Her body tries to follow his touch, and she moans when she can\u2019t. <\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n Zevran\u2019s hand returns to her, slick with the oil. He wipes the oil down the sweet folds between her legs. \u201cYou are keeping quiet admirably, but I recall the game is for you to attempt to speak.\u201d He captures her clit in between his fingers and massages the oil in well, drawing a series of shuddering gasps from her. Her hips buck against his hand again.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201cAh well, who am I to deny such a compelling argument?\u201d He slides an oil slicked finger inside her. <\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201cAaaaah..!\u201d Her back arches as the oil does its work. He slides another finger inside her, and begins working them in and out. She starts thrashing as he rubs her clit with his thumb. He moves his hand faster, and rolls one of her nipples with the fingers of his free hand. He feels her muscles clamp down on him as she reaches her first peak, but he doesn\u2019t even pause to let her catch her breath. \u201cZ\u2026Ze\u2026.Zevraaaan!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201cMmmm\u2026\u201d He murmurs against her thigh. \u201cThis is just the beginning, my dear. I want you to sing for me.\u201d When he brings his mouth down and laves her that sensitive spot with his tongue, he brings her over the edge again. She cries out, heedless of anything except the pleasure he was inducing in her. He stops with his fingers inside her, and flicks her clit repeatedly with his tongue. Each one brings a moan to her lips. \u201cGood girl.\u201d She trembles as he withdraws his fingers and pats her sex lightly. <\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201cOn to the next step, then.\u201d <\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201cHmnggh\u2026?\u201d She tries to catch her breath. The light wind caresses her body, inflaming and enhancing the oils that still cause her to thrum like a well played instrument. Oh, Maker! Zevran returns and kneels, straddling one of her legs. His knee presses enticingly into her crotch. She squirms to get more friction. <\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n He laughs. \u201cWell, now, my dear. We are going to do something a little different.\u201d He slides his hands up her sides, and thumbs her nipples. \u201cI think you will like this part, too. I got these little \u2026enchanting\u2026 pieces of jewelry the last time I was in Antiva.\u201d Kallian can just picture his infuriating smile. She struggles futilely against her bonds. He takes her left nipple in his fingers, and attaches something light to it. When he releases it, it starts to spread tingles which shoot straight to her groin. She cries out from the intensity of the feeling. \u201cWell, if you like that, you\u2019ll really like the other two\u2026\u201d Two? Oh, Maker! He takes her right nipple and attaches another one. A delicious tingle threads its way down her body to join the other. She starts panting, she can\u2019t help it. He chuckles softly as her back arches. <\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201cThe best part about these little beasties, my dear, is they are enchanted so that they won\u2019t actually take you over the edge.\u201d A look of outrage crosses her face and he laughs softly again. \u201cJust how close are you, Kallian? Do you want to come?\u201d He trails his fingers down her abdomen, hovering just over her mass of curls. He strokes them softly. Her hips try to grind against him, but he gives her no friction to find release from. <\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201cP\u2026 pl\u2026 please\u2026 Zevran!\u201d Her whole body arches as the two pieces of jewelry work their magic on her. Her body is shuddering from wanting to release again. He leans over and kisses her, his tongue plunging into her mouth. He pulls away with a smile on his lips.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201cAre you ready, my dear?\u201d All she can do is make small mewling noises in the back of her throat. Very carefully, so as not to give her the stimulation she needs, he pulls the hood away from clit, and slides the last piece of jewelry in place. \u201cThere we go!\u201d She lets out a keening wail that tells him the last piece is doing exactly what it is supposed to. He strokes his cock idly as he watches her for a few moments longer. <\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201cNo\u2026 fair\u2026\u201d she pants and struggles futilely against the very secure bonds. He smiles and lightly traces a finger maddeningly down her upper thigh. <\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201cYou, lover, have been very bad, of late.\u201d What? Zevran\u2019s eyes rove her body, drinking in the slight movements of her bound form is allowed. He continues, \u201cHmm\u2026 you, lover, have been avoiding me. You need to be punished.\u201d He brings the flat of his hand down firmly on her sex. All of her breath leaves her in the shock of the blow to her most intimate parts. <\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201cZEVRAN!\u201d She peaks immediately from the single strike. <\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n He randomly switches between teasing her and spanking her with one hand until her blindfold is damp and she is breathing raggedly. With his other hand, he tweaks her nipples; first one, then the other. Maddeningly, he stops, and she sobs from the intensity. He slowly sinks two fingers into her. Her hips rise to meet his hand. She shudders and her hips twitch. <\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201cYou are so wet, lover, and there are still so many hours in the day.\u201d He brings the fingers to his mouth, tasting of her wetness. \u201cYou taste so good.\u201d He leans over and kisses her deeply, and she can taste her own juices on his tongue. He leaves her, then, and she is left with the tingling caresses of the sun kissed wind on the oil and jewelry. <\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201cI\u2026 don\u2019t\u2026\u201d He watches as she tries to order her thoughts. \u201c\u2026think\u2026. I\u2026\u201d She doesn\u2019t get any further. He lowers himself between her legs, and stops, poised at her wet entrance.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201cDo you want me Kallian?\u201d He smiles as she tries to grind down on him. He rubs his cock up and down her slit. She shudders again.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201cYes! Please, Maker!\u201d <\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201cNot yet, I think.\u201d He pulls away. <\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201cArrrrrrrrh!\u201d She screams in thwarted frustration and thrashes in her bonds. Her breath hitches as she feels something cool and metallic resting where Zevran had been but a moment before. \u201cWhaaat\u2026?\u201d <\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n He just knows the rest of the party would be scandalized, with the possible exception of Leliana, if they had any idea of where the faulty golem control rod had ended up. He pushes it inside her with agonizing slowness. She has never had anything so unyielding within her. She moans and shivers; the cool metal is a stunning difference from the soothing warmth of the day. <\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n Zevran withdraws the smooth rod fully, and then pauses, slowly rotating it with the end balanced just touching her moist lips. He reaches over to the Antivan oil vial, and dips just the tip of his other index finger in the mixture. He touches that fingertip to her now overly sensitive nub, and begins to massage the oil in firmly, the jewelry piece remaining stubbornly and firmly in place. At the same time, he slowly thrusts the rod back inside her. She cries out in shock as another orgasm rocks her, a sobbing cry that turns into a low continuous moan as he doesn\u2019t let her body recover, but forces her to peak again and again. <\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n He removes the rod, and his fingers from her. \u201cI sincerely doubt that the Maker has anything to do with what you are feeling now, my dear.\u201d She is twitching from the over-stimulation, the jewelry keeping her just on this side of orgasm. He lies down between her legs, and rests his lips just over her desperate wetness. He can feel her trembling, and smell the sweet tang of her. \u201cHmmm\u2026\u201d Her tongue licks her lips, returning moisture to where they had long since gone dry. His lips hover over her damp curls, \u201cIt is almost noon, lover, do you have anything to say?\u201d <\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n Shuddering, she tries to catch her breath. She is panting, long since exhausted, and she still is trembling for his touch. \u201c\u2026you win…,\u201d she moans under her breath. He flicks her clit expertly with his tongue. <\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201cHmm\u2026,\u201d he hums against the jewelry, \u201cI\u2019m not sure I heard you right, my dear. Could you repeat that please?\u201d he flicks her clit again several times in a row. She shatters again.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201cZevran!\u201d she cries, her breath coming in great sobs. \u201cYou\u2026 win!\u201d He stops his tongue, leaving it still touching her. He plunges his tongue further down, tasting deeply of her wetness.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201cMmmm\u2026\u201d He runs his tongue up and down. She lets out a wordless mewl of despair. \u201cAre you sure, lover?\u201d he whispers. <\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n She takes a deep breath and moans, \u201cYes, Zevran! Yes!\u201d <\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201cVery well, my dear.\u201d He kisses his way up her torso, and spends some time loving each of her breasts. \u201cI accept your surrender.\u201d He raises his head and kisses her, conquering her mouth with the swirling of his tongue and the bruising pressure of his lips. He positions himself on top of her, and then pauses. She struggles to move closer to him. He reaches over to the infamous vial and trickles some of the oil onto his already hard cock. He repositions himself, and then removes her blindfold. <\/span><\/p>\n She gasps at the bright sunlight. \u201cLook at me, Kallian.\u201d She blinks away sun blinded tears and stares into his lust darkened eyes. He captures her eyes with his own, and thrusts into her as deep as he can go. Then he stops. Her eyes dilate and she shudders deliciously around him. Still joined, he takes a knife and cuts her legs free. She raises her hips, letting him sink just a little bit deeper. He moans at the feeling of her, wet and yielding, around him. She wraps her legs around him.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n He balances on his hands above her, and then begins thrusting into her at a punishing pace. His breathing is steady, and she orgasms around him, clenching down on his cock with devastating sweetness. He gasps her name, \u201cKallian!\u201d but then grits his teeth, weathering his orgasm with a short pause and a slight quiver and then he keeps right on going. <\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n His thrusts get faster and harder, and he takes her over the edge again, only this time, he takes her mouth, and breathes in her cries until she has no breath left, and her whole world narrows down to them, and her body continues to spasm around him. Their bodies are joined, and she becomes dizzy from lack of air. He returns her breath to her, scented with his Antivan oil, sex, and exotic spices. His breath. Her eyes widen, and he steals all of her breath again, until she can no longer tell which way is up, only that he is the master of her own body, and she peaks all the harder as he feeds her his breath again. <\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n Her eyes are getting glassy from the state of near constant orgasm. He smiles at her, reaches between their bodies, and rubs her clit one last time as he pours the essence of himself into her. They cry out together and remain joined as they shudder and breathe in unison. As their breathing slows, he reaches out and tangles one hand in Kallian\u2019s hair. He grazes one of her delicate ears with his teeth, and then nips its tip. He growls low in his chest, \u201cMine\u2026\u201d he whispers. His tone holds both promise and threat. She shivers as his voice sends tingles up and down her spine.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201cI think we\u2019ll leave the jewelry on for now\u2026\u201d She moans again. He disengages from her and stands. He cuts the rope keeping her hands over her head, but leaves her hands tied together. He scoops her still trembling form up in his arms and takes her over to a secluded part of a nearby stream.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" All Tied Up Written By: Sylva Kallian slowly opens her eyes as she claws her way to consciousness. She is lying on her back, she is warm, and can hear birdsong. All she can see is blackness. A blindfold? Her thoughts scramble madly as she tries to recall what she had been…
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