Savah crouches to look Thanara in the face. "Pretty One, stop. Just for a moment. I need you to be honest with me. I know you don't like pain, I understand that but are you willing to trust me?" She reaches behind her, grabs one of the silk scarves and brushes it gently along Thanara's bare skin. "There are plenty of things I can do which will give you new sensations. Not pain, but... different. Like the clamps. They aren't about pain, they're about pleasure. Do you want that tonight or not? I need to know, honestly."
Thanara trembles. ”I…I trust you, Mistress. Just…no beating…” she stammers reluctantly.
"Of course not, Pretty One." Savah says gently. "You know I'd never hurt you, don't you? Pleasure and pain can be a fine line but I'd never cross it just to cause pain. I'm not like that. Now, no more sad thoughts."
She stands up to her full height and looks down at Thanara for a second. "Let's begin." She takes the blindfold and pulls it over Lisa's eyes, before securing it at the back of her head.
"Now My Flower said she was here to ensure that you had a good time tonight." She says teasingly to Thanara. "Isn't that sweet of her? You should go and show her how appreciative you are Pretty One. But remember the rules. Nothing below the waist."
As Thanara rises to her mistresses command Savah efficiently strips out of her own clothes, pulls on a pair of long leather gloves and sets to work attaching two scarves to the foot of the bedposts.
Lisa shifts nervously on the bed, her heart racing in anticipation. The blindfold prevents her from seeing what’s going on, but her mind is racing, and she is already subtly rubbing her thighs together...
Thanara crawls onto the bed, gently planting kisses to Lisavet’s stomach below her navel. Then she slowly works her way up, dipping her tongue briefly into her belly button before continuing upward. She teases with her breath some before leaning down and powerfully suckling on Lisavet’s left breast as her hands run up and down the priestesses sides and stomach.
Lisa moans happily as she feels Thanara’s lips, tongue, and hands all over her. Her nipple is hard in the sorceress’s mouth as she submits to her tender touches.
Savah lets the touching between her pets continue for perhaps five minutes before she puts a hand on Thanara's shoulder to pull her back. "I have something else in mind now." She says with a grin. "Come here Pretty One."
Once Thanara is out of the way she binds Lisa's hands with another scarf and then tugs the priestess forwards until she is at the edge of the bed. Savah lifts her forward, instructing Lisa to put her feet down, before spinning her around and gesturing for Thanara to bring the pillows down to the foot of the bed.
Once they are arranged to her liking Savah ties Lisa's ankles to the bedpost with more scarves and then gives her an unceremonious push. Lisa folds at the waist, as the edge of the bed prevents her bending any other way and topples forwards onto the bed, leaving her exposed and inviting to the two women behind her.
"That's a lovely sight isn't it?" Savah whispers, stepping behind Thanara and taking the sorceresses breasts in her hands. "You want to bury your face there don't you Pretty One?" Her fingers tease Thanara's nipples into hard peaks. "Go on then. Enjoy yourself."
”Mmmmmm” Thanara quietly whimpers as Savah teases her, before catching herself and cutting it short. She then drops to her knees behind Lisavet, leaning forward to rake her nails up the priestesses legs and thighs as she inches closer and closer to her completely exposed and helpless womanhood, before leaning in and setting to work with a fury brought on by weeks of desire.
Savah settles herself behind Thanara, reaching down to tease her as the sorceress does the same to the bound and helpless Lisa in front of her. Savah continues to whisper commentary as Thanara works.
"Does that feel good Flower? Do you like having her tongue inside you? Moan for me. Moan to show my Pretty One how good it feels. Do you like it Lady Mayor. Do you like sticking your pretty face between another woman's legs like a wanton little s&£t? I wonder what all those people who voted for you would say, if they could see you like this? If they could see you on your knees for your Mistress?"
It isn't until Lisa is bucking and moaning from the closeness of her orgasm that Savah pulls Thanara back. "Very good Pet. Very good. Now stand up. You're going to try something new."
Savah has Thanara pick up first one foot, then the other, and the sorceress soon finds herself the proud possessor of an extra appendage, courtesy of straps over her hips and around her rear cheeks.
"I like the look of this!" Savah says, admiring her handiwork. "Don't you look dashing my Pet? Now," She tugs Thanara forwards, lining up her new appendage with Lisa's wet slit. "Don't rush in, you need to get it nice and wet first." She tugs Thanara forward and back until the toy is gleaming and wet. "That's good. Now hold still." She swiftly attaches the clamps to Thanara's straining nipples, linking them with a fine chain which she lays down Lisa's back like a targeting line. Then the blacksmith settles herself on the bed and slides herself forwards before pulling Lisa's head up and into her own heat.
"Now Pretty One, off you go!" She says with a grin, collecting the thin chain in her other hand and holding it loosely. "Have fun!"
Thanara blushed in humiliation as Savah talked to her like she did, belittling her new title and calling her names.
As she was later guided into the straps, she looked down at the awkward apparatus somewhat frustrated. She had hoped to see how it felt to be used on like it had for Lisavet. But such jealous thoughts were soon pushed aside as the pressure of the clamps pressed down against her nipples. She watched the predicament unfold before doing as instructed, proceeding to ride Lisavet as Mistress Savah acted as the driver.
Thanara's movements are awkward at first, but with Lisa primed as she is the cleric is exceptionally accommodating and Thanara soon finds her rhythm, helped along with tugs from her Mistress to help set the pace.
"That's it Pretty One!" Savah coaxes between moans as Lisa dives inside her. "Grab hold of her, really pound her! Go on! Harder! Faster!" She punctuates the instructions with sharp tugs until the cleric is moaning and shuddering with pleasure. Her blonde head drops, spent, and Savah gets off the bed to untie her feet and let Lisa slump to the floor.
"On the bed Pretty One." She says, grinning as she removes the clamps. "Your Mistress is going to ride you!" And ride she does, grinding her hips into Thanara's as she plays first with her own firm chest and then with Thanara's, encouraging the sorceress to do likewise. "That's it Pretty One, touch me. Oh yes!" She rides in a frenzy, throwing her head back in delight before leaning forwards over Thanara and sinking down to a halt.
"I love riding you like this Pretty One. My pretty virgin pet. You're so pure, still untouched." She leans right down to whisper hotly in Thanara's ear. "Well, not untouched but we know what I mean." She pulls back, letting out a soft moan at the shifting inside her. "Shelyn that's good! Flower? Why don't you come up here and say thank you to my Pretty One? You can lick us both while I ride her!"
As Lisa crawls slowly into position Savah leans forwards over Thanara, supporting herself on her elbows so she hovers just above her pet. "You look so beautiful like this, my darling. My perfect, unspoilt darling. My beautiful, perfect pet." She leans in to kiss Thanara, rolling her hips slowly. "I want to keep you like this forever. My beautiful, perfect girl. It pleases me so much!"
Thanara whimpers as she continues to be used with no sign of release in sight. When Savah makes her boast, Thanara whimpers in reply ”But…But I thought…”
Lisa squeaks in surprise when Savah pushes her onto the bed, but that squeak soon turns into full on whimpers and moans as Thanara pleases her from behind. By the time the sorceress moves on to the implement, the cleric is aching for release, and soon enough, she has it.
She slumps on the bed, exhausted. When Savah calls, she obediently crawls over to help Thanara finish strong as well.
Thanara only quietly whimpers as her whole body convulses and thrashes about in ecstasy.
As the sweaty sorceress comes down from her passionate high, she tries to pull the two women closer to her to settle down as her body continues to spasm.
”Th-that…was intense…” she mutters to them both.
Lisa happily lays her head against Thanara as she snuggles close to the sorceress.
"I told you I'd make you feel things you had never imagined." Savah says smugly, moving to act as the 'big spoon' to Thanara and in turn to Lisa. "Sleep tight now Pretty One. We'll all be here in the morning."
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A few streets away Ryn leads Snow into her bedroom where a box, ostentatiously (and badly) wrapped with a silvery ribbon sits, part open on the floor.
"These were left on my doorstep yesterday." Ryn says, blushing prettily. "I think the point was to embarrass me, since it was open for anyone to see. Savah's saying we're through, for good."
The box contains a small collection of items that Snow hasn't seen before, but their purposes are easily ascertainable. She pulls out a small shaft, trailing numerous soft leather thongs and looks curiously at her girlfriend.
Ryn blushes, even harder. "Those are all things I- asked Mi- Savah to make for us. Her returning them is cutting me off. Telling me that she'll never take me back." She steps forwards, wrapping her arms around Snow's neck and stretching up to kiss the white-haired woman. "I don't mind though - I'd much rather you were using them on me anyway."
Snow's grin is full of anticipation as their lips meet and a short time later the soft crack of leather can be heard along with cries of pleasure that last deep into the night.
Thanara's escape in the morning isn't entirely clean. For one thing she never took the implement off, so she's awakened rather early by a pleasant pressure against herself as Lisa wriggles in her sleep. This shifting in turn wakes Savah, who seems delighted to take advantage of having Thanara in her arms until the two of them work together to wake Lisa up in a most intimate fashion.
When she finally does get to leave she heads home to find a small gaggle of people waiting outside, and her father inside, along with a serious looking young man that Thanara vaguely recognises from the mill.
"There she is, our new Mayor!" Titus exclaims, all jovial bon-homme with a witness present. "Thanara dear, this is Josiah, he's going to be your new secretary. He'll keep your schedule, make sure you aren't being bother with unnecessary things and help keep everything organised. His mother has done the same job for Lady Deverin for years and I thought it was the best thing I could do for my daughter. We have to make sure that the Scarnetti's do just as fine a job as the Deverin's did." He smiles again, all insincerity. "Josiah has worked at the mill for three years now, so I know that he's very efficient and loyal to our family." To me. His eyes say in warning.
"Now, today you're welcome to use my study if you want to work here rather than at the Town Hall. I'll get one of the front receiving rooms set up for you at once." He gives his daughter an embrace that clenches too tight for just a moment and then strides out of the room.
Josiah gives a fussy cough. "Lady Scarnetti, it's a pleasure to work for you. I'm sure you will do great things for our town. Now there are a number of petitioners outside and some standing town business that has been delayed due to the election. Where would you like to begin?"
Thanara was a bit taken aback by the gaggle of people gathered around the manor. She does her best to maintain her demeanor as her father makes his veiled demands and threats.
Once he leaves, however, she turns to this Josiah and replies "I think...it would be best to keep home life and town business separate. As Lady Deverin did. So I will handle all mayoral business in the Town Hall," she says to both him and the gathered crowd. "If everyone would make their way there, I will see about meeting with you each in an orderly fashion once I've had a moment to freshen up. Josiah, do be a dear and see them all there and have everyone organized by the time I arrive," she says before stepping inside and closing the door behind her.
She then heads upstairs for a bath before returning to the Town Hall. Once there, she makes her way inside and takes a private lap around the mayors office, her office, for the first time. She takes it in, her hands delicately running along the surface of the desk, before she takes a seat in the plush chair. She lets out a breath before calling out for Josiah. "Is there anything pressing requiring attention before I see to the petitioners?"
"There are some proceedural matters ma'am, but Lady Deverin always liked to see the petitioners first." Josiah replies, his head focused on a piece of paper in his hands. "May I assume you would like to do the same?"
The morning is dull, very dull. Most of the 'urgent petitions' are people airing grievances against their neighbors, attempting to stiff their neighbors by getting first rights to some disputed space or peaching on their neighbors for 'crimes' such as encouraging vagrancy (by letting their children camp outside overnight) or fraud (polishing yesterdays eggs and putting them in amongst today's batch).
The only brief bit of excitement is when Thanara hears Josiah's raised voice from the ante-chamber. "No, the Lady Mayor is very busy! She doesn't have time for..."
About twenty minutes after that Snow comes marching into the room with a large grin on her face. Admittedly it shows slightly too many teeth for a normal human jaw but Thanara is used to that now. The shifter has a basket from which a rather delicious smell wafts and she shuts the office door in Josiah's face with a flourish.
"Brought lunch." She says with a wink. "Koya made it. Important for mayor to eat!"
She waits for Thanara to clear a space on her desk before a steaming tureen, two plates and eating utensils make their appearance in turn.
"Beef stew." Snow says, lifting the tureen lid and taking an appreciative sniff. "So good!"
Thanara groans at the smell and sight of a friendly face. ”That sounds amazing, Snow! Thank you!”
She sits quietly and enjoys the food with Snow for a bit. Eventually she asks ”So…did you and Ryn talk?”
"And other things." Snow says, shooting Thanara a wink that has both girls grinning conspiratorially. "Yes. Talked. She's worried. That she upset you. Said you talked about Savah. Know that is hard. For both of you."
Thanara nods. ”I just…don’t want any of us getting hurt. We three are all friends. And now you two are a thing. So…it’s going to be tricky.”
"Why?" Snow asks, "I have no secrets. Very boring person. Ryn and I know each other. Know what we want. Respect that and no problems." She shrugs. "That is Pack. Know each other. Talk. Then pack works together. Only bad if not talk."
She shrugs and continues eating her, very large, portion of stew.
"But talking hard. Know that."
Lisa woke up in a very pleasurable manner, indeed. She bids Thanara good luck as the new mayor heads off to work, but as the cleric makes her way to the cathedral, her stomach feels sour. Bile rises up in her throat, and she barely manages to stagger into an alley before she falls to her knees and throws up the previous night's dinner. Worried, Lisa does her best to clean up the mess before continuing on her way.
She continues to feel off the remainder of the morning, but she does her best to focus on her duties. At lunchtime, she heads to the town hall to check on Thanara. It seems Snow has had the same idea, though, and the two are already eating a hearty-looking stew.
Lisa, however, wrinkles her knows as she gets a scent of the aroma. "Ew. What is that? It smells... unpleasant," the cleric says.
Thanara b;ushers when Lisavet joins them. But that is replaced by confusion at her reaction. ”It’s stew. Koya made it. I think it smelled and tastes great!”
She finishes her bowl before standing and stepping over to the window and looking out. ”I’m still having a hard time wrapping my head around this…”
Lisa steps beside Thanara and reaches to hold her hand. "Don't worry. We'll help you however we can. You won't be alone."
Thanara sighs. ”Well…we do have a problem. That name we found on that letter. Mentioning Fort Rannick. It’s obvious this is all part of a bigger plot. And if that is the case, Sandpoint isn’t out of the woods yet. Which means we need to deal with it. But…it’s so far away, I don’t know if I can appoint someone to hold the seat until I return, or if I have to stay here and you two go without me?” She frets, her hands dropping to the exposed skin of her stomach as she thinks.
"I agree. We need to investigate what's going on over there, but we're not going to leave you behind. We're a pack," Lisa says, with a knowing nod to Snow. "Have somebody you trust manage things in your stead while we're gone."
Lisa rummages through the books in the office until she finds a gazetteer of Varisia. She looks at the map. "We can travel to the town of Turtleback Ferry, here. It's the closest settlement to Fort Rannick, and someone there might know what's going on. It's only a week-long trip on horseback. Or we could secure passage on a river barge to take us there. It would still be about a week's worth of travel to get there."
”But…who do I appoint?” she asks anxiously. She has an idea who others might suggest…but that would just reinforce Lisavet’s…seemingly accurate insights.
"I have an idea," Lisa says. "Why not ask Kendra Deverin? It may seem unorthodox to invite the rival you just defeated to fill in for you, but she certainly has the experience and the people's goodwill. And I do not think she's the type who would try to usurp your authority while you are away."
Thanara smiles. ”I was thinking the same thing, but was concerned about appearances. And…once I do it, I’d like us to be ready to leave town immediately…” she adds as she grows nervous. ”Snow, would you mind having the carriage ready to leave soon?” she asked. ”I’ll watch for you to have it outside the window here before I call for Lady Deverin.”
She lets out a sigh and says ”I need to go talk to someone…then I’ll come back and set all this up,” she says before handing some coins to Snow also. ”We need us a tent and some bedrolls, I suppose. If we are going to be traveling weeks at a time, there likely won’t be an inn everywhere we need to stop.”
As the trio splits up, she sets Josiah to some busy work before stepping out of the Town Hall and vanishing with her cloak. She only reappears after she’s made her way through the back door of the Armory and up the stairs in Savah’s room, where she waits not so patiently to break the news to her.
Snow busies herself with tidying up, since Thanara seems to be finished and the smell (somehow!) offends Lisa. With that done she adds her two copper to the conversation.
"Kendra is good leader. Knows what to do. Better than most choices."
She steps up to join the group and takes a second sniff of Lisa's scent - there's something off but then Thanara makes her request so Snow nods and leaves the room.
Savah is busy and Thanara waits for about ten minutes, growing more and more impatient before the blacksmith eventually makes it upstairs.
"So?" Savah asks, a smile curving her lips. "Is my Pretty One that keen to get away from her job already? I think I can oblige, as long as you beg nicely."
Thanara shakes her head. "Actually, it's the opposite. My new position is going to have me be away for a few weeks. While we were dealing with the Aldern situation in Magnimar, we learned there is someone else pulling the strings from all the way over in Turtleback Ferry. If...if they can continue to cause a threat to the town all the way from there, then I need to do something about it. So, myself, Lisavet, and Snow are going to be heading out here in a while to head that way. We will be gone for a few weeks, if all goes well. I just wanted to let you know before I left," the sorceress replies.
Savah's face falls into a frown and she turns to shut the bedroom door firmly behind her.
"We need to talk Thanara. I've been letting it go because you've been busy, I can understand that. But the way you are treating me, it simply isn't good enough. You treat me like some sort of tavern Thanara - someone who is there for you when you want me and who you can simply ignore the rest of the time. And now you casually walk in and tell me you're going away for weeks, maybe months, and I just have to be ok with this!"
Savah's tone seems to be faltering somewhere between hurt and angry. "Is that all I mean to you Thanara? Some cheap thrills you can come to whenever you want? I thought you were special, but the way you're acting is just like the spoilt brat that everyone thought you were. It just isn't good enough any more."
”I what?” Thanara asks, shocked. ”Savah, I come here every chance I can, and literally try and do whatever you tell me to! I can’t help that the town expects this of me now, even before I was elected. And now, after everything, I can’t just pawn it off on someone else!”
She steps over to Savah and asks ”Is there something else going on? Are…are you through with me? Are…you replacing me with Lisavet?”
"Don't be ridiculous." Savah says, her tone softening slightly. "I have no intention of replacing you Thanara, you're the one that I want. My Pretty One. You're the one who brought Lisavet to me, remember? I was delighted by your thoughtfulness, but let's not pretend that you don't get just as much out of that as I do. That's what you do Thanara, you keep me in the dark, like a dirty secret you don't want people to know about. You're Mayor now, who's going to criticise you for having a girlfriend? I'm not asking much Thanara, I just want you to treat me like a person, instead of a..." She trails off, hurt apparent in her tone again. "Is that too much to ask?"
The question doesn't seem to be entirely rhetorical because she turns and leaves the room, reappearing a minute or so later with a small parcel in her hands. "I've been making this for you. It's not quite finished yet and I was hoping to have this conversation in a better way, but still."
She unwraps the parcel to reveal a thick choker, two to three inches wide, made of soft leather with an elaborate S stitched into the center. "As I said, it's not finished. I'm waiting on a jewel from Magnimar which will give it the same properties as your robe. So you can change its appearance." The blacksmith explains. "I figured you wouldn't want to wear it around town like it is, but if you're going away then you can do this much for me." She holds the choker out. "Wear this. While you're away. You wear it all the time so that you know who you belong to. I'm going to make a bracelet too, so I can wear something of yours as well."
Thanara holds the choker in her hand, rolling it around anxiously. ”Savah…you know I don’t care what the town thinks. It’s my father. He is the one that worries me. What he would do…to both of us…” she replies nervously.
"Let's not borrow trouble now." Savah says, stepping forward to grasp Thanara's hands. "He's not going with you is he? So it's not important until you get back. Then we will deal with him together."
She plucks the choker up and opens the back, holding it open invitingly.
"Lift up your hair for me, Pretty One." She says, issuing a command rather than an invitation.
Thanara bites her lower lip, her stomach visibly trembling as the anxiety wells up inside. Her hands shakily raise and lifts her hair up as she fixes her eyes on the floor.
"There's no need to be scared Pretty One." Savah says gently. "This is a gift, and you're making me very happy by wearing it. That's a good thing."
She gently passes the choker around Thanara's neck and it clicks shut behind her. The fit is snug but not tight and Thanara feels a momentary tingle in her mind that passes almost as soon as it came.
"There," Savah says, sounding pleased. "That looks lovely on you Pretty One. You're such a good girl." She tips Thanara's chin up and kisses her forcefully.
"Now, how long before you have to go?"
Thanara blushes at the kiss and says ”The others…are getting the carriage ready and collecting supplies…” as she fiddles with the fit of the choker with a finger.
"Then you may be a little late to join them!" Savah says, pushing Thanara backwards into the bed and pouncing on her when she topples.
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By the time Thanara leaves she has been thoroughly worked over. There's a tingling on her shoulder, where Savah sucked hard enough to leave a bruise in the days to come and her climax was nothing short of explosive.
Savah did however help her get dressed again afterwards, and even gave her a spritz of her perfume to help cover up the 'just got laid' scent that Snow would easily pick up on.
"Remember who you belong to." Savah says, kissing her once more besides the back door. "Stay safe my Pretty One. I want you to come back to me just as beautiful as you already are. Then we can be together. Properly."
Thanara pushed herself up off the bed with shaking arms and legs. She let Savah help her get dressed, almost as numb as a child’s doll after the intense moment they had just had.
She simply nods in response as her mind runs over the the whole ordeal, and steps out the door. Before leaving the alley, though, she waves a hand over the bruise, and small golden lightning dances between her hand and skin, erasing the blemish.
She hunts down Lady Deverin, explains the problem, and what she would hope the former Mayor is willing to do, before informing Josiah of the arrangement and departing. She arrives at the carriage just as the last of the supplies are being loaded. ”Alright, let’s get rolling.”
Just before you the carriage is ready to roll out, a familiar face approaches--Shalelu Andosana. The elven ranger raises her hand in greeting. "Ladies. A little bird told me that you're heading east to check out Fort Rannick. Mind if I tag along? I've got...business to attend to there."
”Of course!” Thanara says, relieved to have experienced aid joining them. ”You can either ride in the carriage or ride shotgun, however you prefer! I…I only have the one tent and three bedrolls though. But Ven insisted it was a four person tent, so there is room for you if you have your own bedroll, or I can go get one for you.”
Shalelu smirks. "Don't worry. I've got my own. It won't be my first night roughing it." The elf nimbly clambers up to ride shotgun.
Thus, the four of you begin your journey east out of Sandpoint--
--but you don't get very far. Two horses ride hard from the town, sweeping around the carriage to pull up in front of you to block your progress on the road. You can see the two riders are none other than Titus Scarnetti and Orik Vancaskerkin.
"Thanara!" Titus shouts, his face flushed with anger. "Just what do you think you are doing?!?"
Thanara steps out of the carriage, her skin pale at the upcoming confrontation. ”I…I’m doing my job. I was elected to continue protecting the town, and that is what I’m heading out to do…” she answers somewhat meekly.
"Really? You are protecting the town by abandoning your mayoral duties the day after you were voted into office?" Titus shouts. "By sneaking away without telling the people where you are going? And by installing the very woman you ousted from power to rule in your stead? Just how irresponsible are you?!? Turn this carriage around, this instant!"
Thanara let’s out a breath and bites her lower lip in anxiety. ”Father, there isn’t time for this. The people know and trust Kendra, and seeing the two of us working together despite the results of the election will show a united effort to keep them safe. And I am not sneaking away. I’ve told anyone who asked where I am going and why. I don’t feel I need to make a big proclamation for every decision I make.”
She then plants her feet and adds ”So, no. We aren’t turning around.”