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Re: A Wicked Age Undreamed Of
"Oh, definitely. I can't imagine meeting the cultists of some strange god that demands pretty sacrificial girls, -as- a pair of pretty girls, is anything but a terrible idea. Buuut... I am curious. Still, you're getting a little tiresome, love. I'm sure Toothless over here could take us along just as well as you could." She pulled away from him, to run a hand along the other man's thigh. "Couldn't you, darling?" Then, she giggled ominously. "Oooor..."
Hebeny pinched the man who could still yet speak's cock in her fingers, pressing his urethra shut, and sliding her fingers down his length, still being careful to keep him from tipping over the edge. She offered no further stimulation, and simply kept him held shut as she mused. "So, where were you taking the Argossian? Perhaps we'll deliver her for you, and find out about meeting this 'Sacred Brother' of yours on our own~? I mean... if not, we could always just take the girl elsewhere, couldn't we? But if you tell us where to take her, maybe, just maybe, she'll actually get there~? After all, I do so like getting into trouble... and she seemed quite eager to pick a fight with the rest of your lot, too."
"Or don't. And then, whatever weird purpose you had in mind for the girl... whatever she was so vital for, will go unfulfilled. And so will you. Tsk tsk... what a shame, just disappointment all around. And your god... I suspect he hates to be disappointed, doesn't he? And you've already failed him so much... put down by a group half your size - two of whom were women of all things!... lost his girl... mmh, and failed to tell the folks who offered to take her to him for you where to go! I don't think mercy is in your future from him, no I don't. Assuming, of course, such a powerful and terrible god would have intended any in the first place. Who knows? Even if the powerful among us mortals can be trusted not to waste their time or mercy on the failures among their servants, perhaps a magnanimous god will?"
"Oh, definitely. I can't imagine meeting the cultists of some strange god that demands pretty sacrificial girls, -as- a pair of pretty girls, is anything but a terrible idea. Buuut... I am curious. Still, you're getting a little tiresome, love. I'm sure Toothless over here could take us along just as well as you could." She pulled away from him, to run a hand along the other man's thigh. "Couldn't you, darling?" Then, she giggled ominously. "Oooor..."
Hebeny pinched the man who could still yet speak's cock in her fingers, pressing his urethra shut, and sliding her fingers down his length, still being careful to keep him from tipping over the edge. She offered no further stimulation, and simply kept him held shut as she mused. "So, where were you taking the Argossian? Perhaps we'll deliver her for you, and find out about meeting this 'Sacred Brother' of yours on our own~? I mean... if not, we could always just take the girl elsewhere, couldn't we? But if you tell us where to take her, maybe, just maybe, she'll actually get there~? After all, I do so like getting into trouble... and she seemed quite eager to pick a fight with the rest of your lot, too."
"Or don't. And then, whatever weird purpose you had in mind for the girl... whatever she was so vital for, will go unfulfilled. And so will you. Tsk tsk... what a shame, just disappointment all around. And your god... I suspect he hates to be disappointed, doesn't he? And you've already failed him so much... put down by a group half your size - two of whom were women of all things!... lost his girl... mmh, and failed to tell the folks who offered to take her to him for you where to go! I don't think mercy is in your future from him, no I don't. Assuming, of course, such a powerful and terrible god would have intended any in the first place. Who knows? Even if the powerful among us mortals can be trusted not to waste their time or mercy on the failures among their servants, perhaps a magnanimous god will?"