Natural 20 (30) vs. 15 [GM]:

The lasso lands deftly around Thera’s neck. When she tries to run, she just feels it tighten, nearly **** her. It tugs and she’s pulled to sitting and then to standing. It’s clear the man has captured her and she has no way out. He tugs her along and she’s **** to follow where he goes. The noose is secure around her neck. Any attempt to run or fight would be deadly.

[+150 xp]

They walk for the better part of the night. As the sunrise is cresting, the pair walks into a camp that’s just waking up. Thera’s eyes burn in the light. Her people were made for the underground, not for the daylight. The man dragging her gets some looks as he takes her to a tent at the center of the camp.

As they walk through the flap, Thera fully understands her situation. She’s surrounded by women in cages. At the center of the tent is a table that three men are in the process of freeing a human woman from. There are cuffs for the hands and feet built in. Thera is thrown forward and one of the other men catches her leash. She’s thrown against the table and soon locked into place. A fourth man is talking to her initial captor in hushed tones before turning to the Drow woman in front of him. Thera’s captor stands back a little, watching as the man begins to inspect her.

He looks into her mouth, grasps her breasts, and parts the lips of her pussy. He smiles as he begins to touch her between her legs.

“The kobold used one of his heat darts, she’s already wet.”

“If we take her to market tomorrow, we can use her fertility as a selling point.”

“Or she can be extra fun for an evening.” The man between her legs inserts a finger into her, soon followed by two then three. “She’s no virgin though.” [Stimulation: 69/100]

“That’s a pity. Then we’ll have to sell her on her breedability. Her pussy won’t get fucked tonight.”

He removes his fingers from Thera’s pussy and begins to push one finger against her ass. Thera squirms. She’s never had anything up there before.

“She is however an anal virgin.”

“Any virginity is a price bump.” Thera’s original captor smiles. “We’ll have to keep her off the tables.

“Come on, the guys have probably never had a Drow.”

The slaver considers Thera for a moment.