By stripping her of her armour.

My victim jerked her head free from my hand, but by doing so her body also moved. The loose segments of her low quallity armour moved against her body and a loud moan escaped her lips as her suddenly hypersensitive skin was stimulated by the rough leather.

I watched a few minutes in silent as the bound woman struggled to maintain her composure, and tried to make sence of what was hapening to her. But every movement she made sent jolts of pleasure to her body, assaulting her resolve in a never ending stream of pleasure.

After a while I dicided to take it a step further. I though about reliefing her of her armour. Dispite the fun it was to watch her squirm, I wanted to see her naked.

My thoughts triggered the interact options of her armour and I was presented a small list of choices. One was greyed out for some reason, but it looked like I had four options to choose from.

Tear armour away. Requires strength 12 (10)

Use short sword to roughly destroy the armour. Requires short weapons 1 (1)

Use knowledge of leather armour to carefully cut away the armour. Requires leather armour 1 (1)

Take of the armour normaly. No skill requirement, but low change of succes due to manner of restraining.

Looks like my feeble strength was the reason for the greyed option. Option four was out for obvious reasons. So that left option two or three. I decided on option three. Carefully and slowly cutting away parts of her armour will make her feel more helpless and exposed. I selected the third option and pulled my short sword from my belt.

As I kneel down next to the bound beauty I notice that her cheeks had gone red from arousal. Her breathing has gone more labored and the struggles against her bonds draw moans from her mouth. I place the tip of my sword against her cheek, and slowly draw it down towards her neck. She moans as the sharp blade moves lightly over her skin, the spells effect hightening the simple action. I stop at her collar bone, where the armour begins.

"You have a beautyfull body." I tell her. "It is a shame you cover it in such disguting rags."

With a decisive move I pull the sword from her neck to her shoulder, cutting at the poorly sewn leather. She gasps in shock as a segment of her chest piece comes partially loose. I do the same with her other shoulder so half of her chest piece is now loose and hanging away from her arched body. I lick my lips as her breasts come partially in view, she wears a cloth shirt under her armour, but it does little to hide them.

"I think you look much nicer without them."

I place my blade under her armpit and slowly cut towards her hips. She moans and squirms as the sword traces her skin. Two cuts later and her chest piece is loose. I pull the now ruined armour away. now her chest is only covered by the cloth shirt, through the thin fabric I can clearly see her rock hard nipples, A sign that my spells are working as intended. I repeat the same proces with the shirt, and soon enough her chest is bare. Her breasts hang freely, firm and inviting, begging me to play with them.

So I do. I cup one of her breasts with my hand, and the touch is enough to have her make a strangled wail of pure pleasure. I gently start to play with the breast, each movement of my hand making her pant and wail. After a minute or so I stop and let go of her breast. She makes a sound of disapointment at the sudden loss of sensations and I check her stats to see if I made any progress in breaking her.

Name: Tessa

Race: Human

Sex: Female

Class: Bandit (Level 1)

Hp 20

Mp 0

STR 5 (10-5)

END 6 (-4)

AGI 7 (-3)

CHA 7 (-3)

INT 7 (-3)

WIS 6 (-4)

Traits:

Lecherous - you are almost constantly horny. You need to have to satisfy yourself regularly or your stats will decrease. To sate the lust masturbate every three hours, have sex with NPC every four hours or have sex with other players every six hours. You may also get horny in a case when you see/experience stressful/exiting situation.

Leacherous Lvl 2: Your increased excitement and hornyness is starting to affect your normal behaviour. Your wisdom and endurance are lowered as the desire to pleasure yourself begins to take priority. Lasts until sufficiently satisfied.

Arousal: Aroused. (rising)

Horny: Lvl 2

Last orgasm: 32 minutes ago (masturbation)

"Nice" I think to myself. "Looks like she is slowly succumbing to the pleasure, maybe this will be easier then I thought."

I resume cutting away her armour. With her bare the onlt things left are her pants and boots. I slowly trace my blade along her side until I reach the top of her pants. She moans and shivers in pleasure at the delicate touch to her sensetive skin. I made quick work of her pants, I was starting to get impatient and wanted to get her between my legs as soon as possible.

When the last cut was made and her pants fell useless to the ground, I saw that she wore a simple garment of simmilar make as her shirt. I looked between her legs, where her pussy was, and saw a big wet spot staining the cloth. I reached towards it and gently stroked her pussy through the fabric.

The response was immediate. The soft moans she was constantly making increased as she was struggling to cope with the intense pleasure I was giving her. Now I was curious. If this was the reaction from some over the clothes petting, what whould happen if I touch her directly. Two cuts of my sword later and the last piece of clothing protecting her modesty was gone. I sheated my sword, I no longer needed it for now, and once again reached for her pussy.

I thouched her vagina with the tips of my fingers and traced them up and down. Like before her reaction was intense, but this time the sounds where higher. She was getting closer and closer to orgasm as I stroked her.

"My you are a dirty slut, aren't you? Getting excited like this when you are practicly molested. I think you let yourself get captured, just so you would get used like this. Well, who am I to complain? I have such a wonderfull pet right now."

I pushed two of my fingers inside her pussy. The bandit let out a wail of extacy, and her vagina clamped around my fingers, as the pleasure she was feeling was rapidly driving her towards orgasm. The only question now was: Whould I let her? After all, denying such excuisite pleasure whould be just as painfull as forcing it repeatedly upon her.