"Take us to her."

Teysa looked at Aliara, then back at the Eel. "Can we talk for a moment?"

The drow waved a hand. "But of courth. Take your time. I'm not going anywhere." She reached under one of the pillows and pulled out a golden bowl filled with sugar-crusted figs. Plucking one between her fingers, she daintily popped it in her mouth and chewed animatedly. Teysa and Aliara withdrew to the corner and held a hushed conference.

"What do you think, Li? Do we go or does she come to us?"

"I think we should let her come to us. Why risk going into the Temple Precinct?"

Teysa considered this. "Do you trust the Eel to bring her here safely, though? I mean, if she gets stuffed in a sack or something, she might not be inclined to help us."

Aliara frowned. "Maybe. But it won't do us any good if we don't meet her because we were caught and killed."

"I guess. But she said she'd ensure our safety. Look, I know you don't want to go there, but be honest. Do you think she's just going to ask Mish'li nicely to come here? We might be risking our only lead."
"I guess you're right," Aliara replied. "But I really, really hope we don't regret this."

Teysa stood and turned. "Milady, we've decided. We thank you for your gracious offer to host the meeting, but we don't want to impose. Please bring us to her."

The Eel brightened up. She tossed her bowl aside, sending figs flying everywhere. "Ecthellent! Come with me, I'll have you on your way in a flath!" She reached under the cushions and shook out a long cloak, which she wrapped around herself. "Come, right thith way." She turned and strode out the back of the tent. Teysa and Aliara followed.

Outside, a large crate sat on the warehouse floor. One side was open, revealing a long, flat pallet of cloth that rose about halfway up the side. The Eel made an "after you" gesture and smiled. "Hop in. We tried to make it comfortable. We'll clothe it up and thip you right to the temple. Onthe you're there, thomeone will be along to open it up and get you out. No need to worry about being theen on the way in, hm?"

Teysa made to climb into the crate, but the drow held up a warning hand. "Wait. Firtht take off your armor. Thorry, but thith ith suppothed to be cloth. If you're clanking around in there even thothe idioth who guard the Chapel will figure thomething'th up."
Teysa tried to get a read on her, but the Eel's face radiated thoughtful honesty. Still, she was nervous as she shed her armor. "You'll hold it for me, then?"
"Of courthe! Nobody will wear it, don't you worry. My guardth are a little bigger than you and, I thay thith with love, your thtyle ith thimply not me." She snapped her fingers, and two large male drow stepped forward and scooped up the armor. "Keep thith thafe for Lady Teytha, pleathe. You can thee how much it meanth to her."

Teysa and Aliara clambered into the crate and settled down on the cloth. It was surprisingly comfortable. They couldn't quite stand, but had plenty of room to lie down quite comfortably. As soon as they were both inside, the Eel stepped back and waved cheerfully at them. The drow bodyguards stepped forward and slid the last face of the crate into place. Soon hammering echoed inside the darkened crate as they were sealed up.

Teysa felt a moment of vertigo as the crate was lifted, then she began to feel it move. She rolled back and forth as the crate rocked, then felt a jolt as it was set down. Aliara grabbed her in the darkness to steady herself and Teysa almost cried out in shock. Somewhere outside someone cracked a whip, and they set off at a steady, rolling pace.

The darkness in the crate was absolute, but she could still feel Aliara's hands on her forearms. She grasped the half-elf's arms in return and whispered. "Li, what should we ask her when we get there? We want to be on the same page."
"I dunno," replied Aliara. "Should we mention the warren? Tell her the matron sent us? She must be at least sympathetic to the driders if Siri'ka made an appointment to meet her."
"I don't know. I don't like this. What if Siri'ka walked right into a trap, and now we're going in after her?"
"Well, you've got your mace," Aliara said. "If it's a trap, we'll have to fight our way out. Stay alert."

In the darkness, there was no way of marking time. The journey went on and on. Occasionally they felt the cart turning. Teysa wasn't sure how large the city was, but it did seem like they were taking quite a while to get anywhere. Finally, she felt the crate being hefted, carried, and finally set down. There was a noise of crackling wood as someone with a prybar popped open the side that the Eel's guards had nailed down, and light flooded in.

Teysa blinked at the sudden glare. She reached out to steady herself and felt a hand gripping her arm. Whoever it was yanked her out of the crate and she stumbled to her feet, trying to adjust to the brightness. She could just make out Aliara next to her-- the half-elf was shading her eyes, trying to see. Another hand grabbed Teysa's other arm and pulled her mace out of her hand before she could react. She shook her head to clear it and her heart sank.

They were still in the Eel's warehouse. The familiar scaffolding lined the walls. Two large drow held Teysa's arms behind her back. She felt metal shackles clamp around her wrists. Next to her, Aliara was struggling against her captors, but Teysa heard the manacles clank into place. The Eel stepped out in front of them, still wearing the robe. She giggled and covered her mouth with one hand.

"Hello again! My apologieth, dear. That wath kind of a mean trick to pull, I admit it. But you thould thee the look on your fathe!" She laughed again. "I know, I am being _ever _tho wicked right now, but I can't help it. I thaw you and I thought, 'I mutht have her.' And I alwayth get what I want. She stepped forward and cupped a hand over Teysa's cheek, cooing softly. "Don't worry. I won't theparate you two. You're my petth now, and I alwayth take good care of my petth."

By way of response, Teysa spat in her face.

The Eel raised a hand in shock and daubed at her cheek. A spasm of rage crossed her face, just for a moment, before her dreamy smile reasserted itself. She leaned forward and planted a delicate kiss on Teysa's forehead, then balled up her right fist and punched her directly in the stomach.

The impact knocked the wind out of Teysa. The heavy rings on the Eel's fingers lent her punch much more **** than her slight frame would suggest. Nausea rolled over the paladin and she sagged in the arms of her captors. The Eel waved a finger in her face. "Naughty, naughty. Don't get any ideath. I like your pretty fathe, but there are plenty of platheth to hit you. Or your lover..." She shot a glance at Aliara and smirked. Panic seized Teysa's heart. "Please, don't. Do whatever you want to me, but please, let Aliara go."
"Nonthenthe! I would never be tho cruel ath to deprive my pet of her little friend." The Eel straightened up and clapped. "Alright. Bring them!" She turned and strode away into the tent. The guards shoved Teysa forward. Aliara simply refused to move, so two guards each took and arm and half-carried, half-dragged her across the floor.

Inside the tent, the hookah had been pushed aside to make way for two frames. Each was metal, and vaguely X-shaped, with chains dangling from the four points. The guards dragged Teysa to one and spread her legs. She felt manacles click into place around her ankles, holding them apart. The guards unlocked her wrists but kept a tight hold on her arms, forcing them above her head and locking them into place one the other two chains. One of them turned a wheel located on the back of the frame and chains pulled taut, pinning Teysa in a standing spread-eagle. Next to her Aliara was getting the same treatment. Finished, the guards stepped back, and the Eel examined her captives with a connoisseur's gaze. She tilted her head and held her chin pensively. Finally, she seemed to come to a decision. "Very well. Strip them and leave me. I'm thafe with thethe two." The guards nodded and stepped forward. The one nearest Teysa pulled a hooked knife from his belt and raised it to her shoulder. She flinched, but with surprising care and gentleness he sliced only her jerkin. With a few expert cuts, her chest was bare, and the guard bent to her waist. Quickly he had stripped her completely bare. Taking the pile of sliced clothes with him, he withdrew.

Alone with Teysa and Aliara, the Eel did not immediately approach them. Instead, she retreated to the far side of the room, shed her robe and picked up one of the hookah's pipes. She inhaled deeply, then breathed out a fog of smoke that hovered in the air around her. Sighing contentedly she strode over the hookah itself and turned a valve on its side. A thin stream of smoke hissed out of the top and began to form a roiling cloud. "There we go. Tho who'th firtht? Do I have a volunteer?"

Teysa shuddered. "Please, milady. I am sorry for anything I did to offend you... please, whatever you are going to do, do it to me, not Aliara. I dragged her with me. Don't punish her."

The Eel crossed the room and stood in front of Teysa. "Oh, dearetht. I'm not going to punith you. Thilly! No, you are lucky. You get to thtay with me in all... thith!" She spun, arms out, indicating the room. "You'll eat off diamond-encruthted plateth! You'll wear the motht beautiful gownth! You'll thmoke the finetht, motht exotic herbth!" One hand shot out and grabbed Teysa's left breast, squeezing painfully. "We'll jutht have to do thomething about thith."

Teysa winced as the Eel's fingers dug into her breast. She could feel the rings digging into her soft flesh. The Eel rolled Teysa's nipple between her fingers; the round pink bud tingled as her fingers caressed it. To her shame Teysa could feel herself getting moist between the legs. She willed herself not to, but the Eel noticed anyways. She laughed in triumph. "Aha! Thee? I knew it. Now, what next... oh yeth..." She bent over Teysa's chest and extended her tongue. Licking in a circular motion she traced her tongue over the paladin's areola, spiraling inward toward the nipple. The tip of her tongue flicked once, twice, teasing the paladin and sending shivers up her spine. She could feel a tongue stud rasping along the surface of her breast, but the sensation just added to her excitement.

The Eel let go and bent over, grabbing something from behind Teysa. The paladin swiveled frantically but couldn't see what it was. Straightening, the drow pinched Teysa's nipple between two fingers and twisted, eliciting a cry of pain. Her other hand came up bearing a long, thin needle.
"No! Please, don't--" Teysa's words cut off into a shriek as the drow lanced the needle through the base of her nipple. The pain flared outward from her breast, eclipsing the incipient pleasure she had been feeling. She thrashed her arms, but the taut chains had less than an inch of give on them. The Eel ignored her cries and bent over Teysa's chest. The paladin felt another pinch and looked down. Where before her nipple had been a pristine pink nub, now it bore a silver barbell-- like the Eel's, only smaller. The drow admired her handiwork for a second, then moved around to Teysa's other breast. The paladin tried to twist away, but the Eel grabbed her by the chin and turned her face to look at her. "Don't wiggle, dear. If I mith, thith will hurt a lot more than jutht a pierthing." Shuddering, Teysa nodded. She felt tears tracking down her cheeks and sniffed. _I've got to be brave. I've got to be brave for Aliara. I don't want to give this cunt the satisfaction. _Again, she felt the explosion of pain: this time, she hissed, but didn't scream.

The Eel stepped back to get a better look. Teysa tried to breathe; her breasts throbbed painfully, and her chest hitched as she suppressed a sob. The Eel seemed to notice and patted the back of her head. "There, there, thweet. I'm thorry. It'th done now. I know it hurtth. Trutht me, after a while you'll like it." She purred in Teysa's ear. "It'th ok. Cry it out."

Teysa's determination redoubled not to let her captor get to her. Instead, she breathed deeply and tried to focus on the pain instead of blocking it out. This is nothing. You've been hurt worse than this. Remember when that trap got you in the thigh, and you would have bled to **** if it wasn't for Mez? Remember how much that hurt? This is nothing.

The Eel smiled. "Thee? All better. Now, what nectht? Thould we do your clit? It really enhantheth the thenthitivity, you know." She saw Teysa's expression and grinned. "Kidding! We'll thave that one for later. But you know..." she licked her lips. "Pierthing alwayth putth me in the mood." She reached up and unlatched one of Teysa's arms and grabbed it in both of hers. The paladin tried to struggle, but she felt curiously weak. She didn't resist as the Eel pulled her arm down and placed it between her legs. Teysa could feel warm moisture coating the drow's thighs. "Thee? You make my kneeth weak, beautiful." She turned to Aliara. "Thorry, dear. Nectht time. Me and your friend here are going to have thome fun. You can watch, how'th that?" She reached up and unbuckled the other arm. Teysa almost fell forward, and only the Eel's quick intervention stopped her. Her head was swimming. All she could think about was how wet the Eel had been, and how warm... she wanted to taste that warmth...

From somewhere above her, she heard Aliara' voice. The half-elf's words were slurred and dreamlike. Her speech was punctuated by giggles. "Sure, Milady. I'd... love to watch you... I feel odd, Milady..."

The Eel crouched down to undo Teysa's ankle shackles. "Oh that'th jutht the thmoke. Powerful thtuff, like I thaid. It getth rid of your inhibithionth. On thith thtuff, all you want to do ith relacth... and fuck, of courth." She beckoned Teysa forward, and the paladin stumbled on her own feet. Walking suddenly took all of her concentration. She thought of how silly she must look and laughed aloud.

The Eel led her to a pile of cushions and gave her a gentle push. Teysa toppled over and collapsed in a heap. The softness of the cushions enveloped her, and she wiggled back and forth, luxuriating in the feel of the pillows against her skin. They were so smooth! She looked up to see the Eel standing over her. The drow was fiddling with something. To Teysa, it looked like a curved, L-shaped piece of rubber, with two leather straps curving off of its sides. The drow reached down and spread her pussy lips with one hand, and Teysa saw that though the other woman's nether lips were inky black, inside she was the same shade of pink as Teysa herself. The thought was incredibly arousing, and she reached down to her own cleft, which tingled pleasantly. She laid two fingers across her clit and immediately felt a jolt. A spasm of pleasure shook her body. She began to rub her pussy in a circular motion, and was immediately rewarded with a warm, relaxed wave of pleasure. She sighed blissfully and continued to stroke.

"Hey! None of that!" the Eel called from above her. When Teysa didn't stop immediately, the Eel kicked her arm away, toe rings jangling. "I'll be right with you! Godth, can't you wait a moment?" Teysa frowned, chastised, and watch as the drow fumbled with the item. She slid the shorter end of the L into her pussy and wrapped the straps around her waist, buckling them behind her. The longer end projected forward, and looked all the world like a stiff cock. It was about eight inches long, with a slight upward bias and numerous ridges. When the Eel knelt down over Teysa, the thing wobbled so strangely the the paladin had another fit of laughter. When it passed, the Eel grabbed her by the shoulders. Unresisting, Teysa allowed herself to be flipped over, and didn't move as the Eel propped her up so her backside was pointed skyward. She parted Teysa's legs with her hands, then knelt on the floor behind her. She spat on her hands and rubbed the rubber shaft.

The bulbous head of the device rested at the entrance to Teysa's pussy. She bucked her hips slightly, trying to back up onto it. The fire, the burning need filled her mind-- it was all she could think about. Laughing, the Eel thrust forward. Teysa groaned as she felt the rubber shaft filling her up. The ridges gave it a pleasant texture; as each one slipped past her labia, she felt a shiver of pleasure. The slight upward curve caused the device to rest gently against the most sensitive part of her, and she was amazed to find that she could feel each individual bump and ridge. This is incredible, some rational part of her mind was thinking. Is this the smoke? When the Eel pulled out, Teysa felt an awful, yawning emptiness, and let out a strangled mewl. She was beyond words now. She needed the drow's rubber cock inside her-- needed it like she needed food and water.

Grinning, the Eel thrust forward again, harder this time. Her hips slapped against Teysa's with a meaty _thwack. _Out, and then in again, she began to build up steam. Teysa's eyelids fluttered like moths, her mouth opening and closing. The Eel wrapped the fingers of one hand through Teysa's hair and jerked painfully, pulling her head back. She moaned in pleasure as she felt the rubbery shaft plumbing her depths. Her tits bounced and jiggled with each thrust. They slapped together, making her piercings ache all over again, but she didn't care. All she could focus on was the pleasure. The Eel's other hand reached down and caressed Teysa's clit, rubbing it between two fingers as she pumped away. Teysa could feel her juices leaking down her legs. She had never been this wet before. She had a clank from somewhere to her right, and turned to look. Aliara was straining in her chains, whining and pleading. "Mistress!" she called. "Please, mistress, unchain my hand! Let me touch myself! Please!"

The Eel ignored her. She was wholly focused on Teysa. She moaned softly as she pistoned her hips faster and faster. The other end of the device was inside her, Teysa remembered. She must be feeling almost as good as I feel. She let go of Teysa's hair and clit to grip her waist with both hands. She slapped Teysa's ass, hard, then sped up even more. Pleasure rolled over Teysa in waves, building up to a climax. She took a deep breath and let it out in a moaning sigh as she came. "OOOOOooohhhhhhh..." She felt her cunt spasming, squeezing and contracting around the rubber toy. Her fists clenched and unclenched. She screwed her eyes shut and watched patterns of light and color dance across her vision. Her orgasm seemed to go on and on. Just as she was becoming light-headed, it receded, leaving only a comfortable afterglow. The Eel kept thrusting, but Teysa lolled bonelessly, smiling with contentment.

Grunting and sweating, the dark elf's thrusts became irregular. She slammed her hips forward one last time, then let go of Teysa and toppled backward, panting. "B-bad girl," she sputtered, trying to catch her breath. "You came b-before me. I'll have to punith you..." she leaned back against a pillow. "Nectht time."

Teysa curled up happily on the floor. If this was what it meant to be the Eel's pet, it was worth it. Her and Aliara soon climbed to the top of the pecking order; in time, the Eel dismissed her other companions. The three of them whiled away their time in idle pleasures; eating the rarest delicacies, smoking vast quantities of Amberhaze or Lilithroot, or thinking of new and exciting ways to pleasure each other. Teysa accumulated piercings, and though she never matched the Eel's collection, she learned to love the pain. Pain and pleasure were just two sides of the same coin, after all.

Sometimes, Mistress had to go tend to business, and that made Teysa sad. But she never let it get her down too much. Aliara was here with her, always ready to snuggle or fuck or simply lie back and bask in the haze. All in all, Teysa thought, it was a pretty good life.

(GAME OVER)