(!) A Thief in the Night (!)

[micaylah]

Maya walked through the winding hallway of the castle with deadly intent. Her body, long and slim, clad in the tight black leather that creaked softly as she walked. Her eyes focused on her path ahead. One corner of her mouth curled slightly in a partial smile as she thought about her task. Her heart quickened as she walked through the dimly lit halls. It was nearing midnight. Her hair and eyes, both white as snow, shone in sharp contrast to the darkened corridors giving her an almost ethereal appearance. The Orcs gave the woman a wide berth, almost as wide as the Void himself.

She reached out a delicate hand clad in a leather glove with metal studs that adorned each knuckle, taking the handle of the large wooden door and pulling it effortlessly. Her smile grew as her eyes flashed at the reaction of the man hanging within the room. “Oh good. I was hoping you were awake. I couldn’t sleep with the way we left things between us.” She raised a hand, her telekinetic power lifting the man from the rafter holding him up to lie on the large wooden platform. The chains shifted to her thought binding the man tightly against the wood

She smiled now softly as she moved slowly to the platform. “Mmm” she purred as she slowly crawled up on the table to lie next to him. She rested her head against her hand on bent elbow as she considered him. Her other hand drew the silver dagger slowly from its sheath as she pulled even slower along the length of her leg and up her side. She sighed softly, the feel of the blade sending her into ecstatic shivers as she closed her eyes reveling in the feel. Lifting the blade from her, she twirled it absently within her hand before placing it lightly on his chest. She leaned forward, the movement adding to the pressure on the blades tip, and whispered softly in his ear. “Are you ready to tell me now? I stayed away as long as I could but I just can’t bear it anymore. Where did the woman go?” she asked, her lips lightly brushing against his ear. “What did she do with the dagger?” The tip caused the skin to turn white before the blood started to rise to the surface trailing behind the blade as she made the shallow cut from his shoulder down a diagonal to his sternum.

The man jerked under her hand as her breathing quickened. “Still refusing to talk? My, my, but don’t you know how to get my blood racing.” She moved her cut to the other side, meeting with the first in the middle of his sternum. “I will not kill you, My Lord and Sovereign wishes you alive for the time being, but before I am done with you, you will beg for death.” Her smile widened more as she made identical cuts along his waist. “Last chance,” she whispered softly as she gently kissed his lips. “Tell me where the woman took the dagger or I will skin you where you lie.” The man continued in his silence. His eyes held her with the same contempt she had seen in the eyes of numerous men over her years.

Maya tilted her head slightly holding his eyes within hers. “Very well we shall play your way.” She said as she drug the blade slowly down the middle of his chest. She moved to straddle him, her hands moving to his chest as she hooked the blade beneath the skin nearest her left thigh. Ever so slowly, she pulled at the skin as the knife ran just below the dermal layer peeling it easily from the muscle. The man tensed, his voice screaming out into the stillness of the night as he struggled beneath her. He began to speak all of the information she wanted as he begged and pleaded for her to stop. Maya looked him in the eye as she dropped the second large piece of skin to the floor beside her. She handled the blade as accurately and skillfully in her left hand as in her right.

The platform was heavy with the man’s blood as it ran from him to collect within the grooves and flowed slowly to the large basins on the floor. Maya leaned forward, pressing her chest fully to the man, her lips meeting his in passionate embrace. She drew back looking deeply into his eyes. “Thank you my love. Perhaps we can finish what we started later.” She kissed him once more before she moved slowly from him, her leather soaked in blood. She stood, straightening her clothes, and moved toward the bench by the door. She picked up the cloth, dipping it into the water basin, and proceeded to wash the blood from her face and chest. She next took it and cleaned the blade before replacing it into its sheath on her thigh. She left the room and walked back through the corridors to her room. Once inside, she stripped from the bloody leather and pulled on another set. She opened the door and handed the clothes to the large Orc outside who shifted warily. “Please have these cleaned and returned to me before evening. I must prepare for a trip.” Maya closed the door and climbed into the large bed. Sleep came to her almost at once as she lie formulating her plan, the list of names rolling within her mind, while she slumbered.

[sheroknight]

Wilson climed up into the window of the large tower. It took him forever! He couldn't believe how hard it was. "Always seems soooooo easy in those darn stories, but now? Look at this, took me pretty much all day to climb!" he said to no one in particular. "I mean come on, how is one supposed to do all this and expect to walk in and assassinate someone?" With that an arrow suddenly appeared in his chest. "Well would you look at that, I'm growing arrows" Wilson said with a smile. The arrow had been fired by an orc down the hall, him and his two fellow orcs were quickly approaching. "Wow, you guys are definatly uuuuugggggllllyyyy. I mean come on, were you all beat with a stick? I mean, I thought I looked bad under this mask." he said as he approached the group. "Blasted man won't stop his chatter! Finish him off!" The orc cried as they charged. "OH! We are fighting, ok ok." Wilson said pulling a machette. The first orc had reached Wilson and plunged his sword into Wilson with a grin. "Oh man, that's gonna leave a scar I'm sure." With that Wilson plunged his machette into the throat of the orc and pulled it out. "Next!" Wilson said with a laugh. "This is getting really fun!"

[micaylah]

Maya rolled over, slowly stretching after a glorious catnap. She opened her eyes, peering over at the window. The silvery light from the full moon cast a shimmering glow within her darkened chambers. She threw back the covers and walked to the wardrobe. Instead of dresses and other finery, it was filled with blades of every shape, size and of every conceivable purpose. She quickly went about loading the blades in to the various pockets within the leathers. Once satisfied with the numbers and placements she walked from the door into the hallway. Her mind grew restless as the thoughts screamed for attention. She put a hand to her temple as she noticed the large Orc staring at her. She cast a warning glare his way, her white eyes holding him eerily in her gaze. She turned sharply and headed toward the towers.


‘I wonder if my pet is awake yet.’ She thought to herself as she walked slowly through the empty corridors. As she neared the tower she stopped, tilting her head to the side slightly to listen. The Orcs were not at their stations and she heard the sound of metal and metal and even better…metal slicing flesh. She could smell the blood in the air and her desire rose as her heart began to beat faster. This was just what she needed, pleasurable release of the most exquisite kind. She smiled slyly as she entered the tower. Her eyes were met by the site of a dead Orc on the ground and a masked intruder toying with the other two. Maya moved inside and leaned against the stone wall, her knee bent and foot resting against it. She folded her arms across her chest as she settled back to watch the man with interest.

[sheroknight]

Several mortaly fatal wounds on Wilson later, the two remaining orcs were finally killed. Wilson probably would have lost the fight if he could actually die. Pulling the last blade from his body, Wilson laughed. "Man now that's a work out. How about you foxy woman? You know where I can find the void? I'm supposed to go and try and kill him." Wilson looked the woman over slowly with a long whistle. "But man I'd like to work you over, look at that body. Man you have got to be a beast in bed." Wilson tapped the side of his chin as he walked towards her. "Though I've ran across beasts in bed, and man they were brutal."

[micaylah]

Maya appraised the man with interest. She noted that his wounds, though mortal, didn’t seem to slow him. She looked at the Orcs then back to the man. “The Void is the least of your worries at the moment love.” Her eyes moved over his form as he walked toward her. She slowly moved from the wall, circling with him as she held him within her snow white gaze. Her hands rose to her chest, slowly following the outline of the rounded mounds trailing them down her stomach to her softly swaying hips. She licked her lips sensuously as she tilted her head watching him. “You have no idea.” She told him with a slightly amused tone. “I am afraid that those who grace my bed do not survive the experience unless they show themselves worthy.” She sighed softly as she looked over to the grooved table stained with the blood of many. “None have been worthy thus far.” She moved her circles a little tighter as she moved around the man. “You are either very brave or very foolish to come here, especially this tower. This is my domain.” She smiled as she watched the man, her curiosity growing. “Why is it that you do not fall from your injuries?”

[sheroknight]

Wilson laughed, "Injuries? What these?" he said pointing towards the now closing wounds he had been inflicted on him moments ago. "Woops, looks like they are gone!" He chuckled again. "You know, I've not seen many women with hair like yours. Do you dye your hair? I've got to say, it is unique, actually most of you is white? I gotta wonder you used to be in the snow alot?" He stopped momentarily and thought to himself. "Wait didn't you say this is, YOUR tower? Did I spend the last few hours climbing up the wrong one?"

[micaylah]

Maya felt the smile widen on her lips as she saw the man’s healing injuries. Her brow raised as she began to take more interest in this man. Her eyes held him as she considered him further. She let her hair change to jet black and her eyes to the deepest blue. She stalked him still letting her hair and eyes run through a gamut of colors before she stopped smiling in what most would find a very disturbing manner.

“I did love. So sorry to tell you but you see you have made it into my little sanctuary.” She gestured to the walls laden with many different oddities of pain and torture. “My playroom if you will. The Void does not venture here too often. This could be the luckiest day of your life or your worst nightmare. I guess it all depends on your perspective.” She reached her hand down to the whip hanging coiled at her waist. Her finger trailed lightly over the grip as she eyed the man. “So now what shall we do love? Talk some more? Get to know each other? Or do you want to skip the foreplay and get right to it? Would you rather play with Maya?” her voice sounded with a sensual deadliness as she felt the desire beginning to rise within her. He fascinated her and she could hardly wait to learn more about him.

[sheroknight]

"Wow, now I must say that eye hair thing is a real nice trick there. It has got to save you hours when it comes to making yourself up. So, yeah, what do you mean fun? Do you mean like fun in bed, kinky stuff? Or fun as in lets see how far we can jab a knife into you fun? Either works for me!" Wilson said as he lunged forward with a clumsy thrust; combat was definatly not a skill he had.

[micaylah]

Maya looked at him playfully. She twisted, releasing her hold on the whip, to avoid his clumsy thrust and spun. Her hand gripped his sword wrist as her body drew around him. She stood behind him, her chest pressed hard against his back as her free arm encircled his neck. She licked his ear as she let out a soft sigh. “What’s the matter with a little both love?” She asked in whispers within his ear as she playfully bit him through the hood that covered his head. “Pain is but another form of pleasure if you embrace it as such.” She considered him for a moment wondering about the mask that he wore. “What is it you hide beneath the mask pet?”

[sheroknight]

Wilson giggled like a school girl, "You are such a tease," he said as he grabbed her rear, "Ah, nice firm and smooth, gotta say I like it lady. The mask well now I don't rightly remember, its been a long while since I've seen it, but man was it bad looking." Wilson said as he laid his head back on her shoulder, "What's under your leather?" He said whispering in her ear with a laugh.

[micaylah]

Maya shook her head as she tried to figure the man out. She moaned slightly as he grabbed her rear, her body arching at the touch. “Mmm. I am glad that you like it.” She told him as he talked about the mask. She turned her face into his neck, biting softly as she tried push the mask up with her cheek. She stopped, tightening her arm around his throat. “Would you really like to find out?” she asked with a hint of evil playfulness in her voice.

[sheroknight]

"Well this sounds fun." Wislon said with a hint of playfullness in his voice as he squeezed her rear tighter, sliding his hand deeper and lower. "Looks like you're ready to play by your own rules." He said, wrapping one of his own legs around hers.

[micaylah]

Maya let out a deep sigh as the game began to grow to her liking. She moaned so softly as she felt his hand squeeze her again. His hand found bare skin beneath the leather skirt as it reached lower, then deeper causing her to smile at the feel. She continued to hold his sword arm in her hand as she held the other tightly around his neck. “Pet, I am always ready to play.”

[sheroknight]

"Well well, I think I found something interesting." Wilson said as he pushed back with his hip and pulled forward with his sword arm, swinging Maya to the floor, and without thinking the whole manuver through, dislocating his own arm while Maya hung from it to a lazy stop. "Well now, that hurts, but those are definatly a nice change of pace." Wilson said referring to her now exposed breast that had 'popped' out during the manuver.

[micaylah]

Her chest rose sharply as she felt him shift his weight in front of her. Her mind had been on his hand beneath her skirt. She felt the pop of his arm as swung over him now laying on the ground. Her smile widened as he voiced the pain. Her chest rising and falling sharply as she lay exposed on the ground. She looked at him quizzically. “The pain does not bother you then?” she asked as her heart began to quicken. She pulled hard on the limply hanging arm loosing the sword from his grip as her hand slipped down to the hilt. She threw it into the wooden door with a sharp whip of hers. The blade stuck out vibrating within the wood.

[sheroknight]

"Oh the pain is there you crazy lil sex kitten, but you get used to it after a while." Wilson tilted his head to the side watching her breath heavily. "Yeah... very nice pair of breasts there." He said as he eyed her erect nipples and firm breasts. "Careful with that arm by the way love, don't want me losing that yet now do we?" He said with a laugh.

[micaylah]

Maya turned her eyes to look into his. “What is your name?” she asked him as she continued to lay beneath him. He was definitely getting on her good side. “I find the pain…freeing.” She laughed coyly as she released his arm. “Any more weapons I should search you for?” She placed her hands on the ground near her head and kicked up with her feet, arching her back. She twisted as her body left the ground and fell against his chest with her hips. Her legs wrapped tightly around his neck. She smiled as she paused briefly then threw her weight bringing him to the floor on his back. When she was through, she rested sitting on his chest, his shoulders pinned beneath her knees. She leaned over to look into his eyes. “Well? How about those weapons?”

[sheroknight]

"Well well, you are a naughty one aren't you." Wilson said with a chuckle. "The name's Wilson, and you?" He said, looking in her eyes for a moment, before distracting himself by running his hands up her calves. "hmm.... I suppose I do have one more weapon, I keep it in my pants. It's pretty dangerous I think you should be careful with it." he said with a chuckle.

[micaylah]

Maya narrowed her eyes as she looked at him. “You have no idea.” She told him in a sultry tone. “Wilson. I am Maya and…” she paused for a moment as she felt his hands slide up her calves. “I do not think I wish to die this day so I will check.” She leaned back, her hand running over his thighs, his waist and…she stopped suddenly as her hand suddenly found his manhood. She raised a brow as she looked at him. “Dangerous indeed. Do you know how to wield it skillfully?” Her lips parted into a sly grin.

[sheroknight]

Wilson slapped the side of Maya's leg and rubbed against the inside of her leg with his face, eyeing her moist ****. "I think I see a great place to test out my skills with that weapon, and it looks like its wet and ready too." He was happy he had gone into the wrong tower so far. "That mouth of yours seems to be pretty dangerous too, do you know how to use that, or these other... womanly weapons of yours?"