Erynn Dinasque-Deunan Aeron Spank Dat Ass

F-Chat Log: Deunan Aeron, Sun Oct 06 2013 20:51:01 GMT-0700 (Pacific Standard Time)
[17:57 PM]Deunan Aeron: I believed I'd just reddened your ass, and was saying something about how I might teach you how to kiss like you mean it?
[17:58 PM]Erynn Dinasque: Would you be willing to rewind a little bit? I didn't save the logs of the last one. Maybe just to the part where you bring me to the alley?
[17:59 PM]Erynn Dinasque: ((I really like the proficiency thing. It's minimal bookkeeping.
Certain classes, like rogues and bards, get Expertise, which lets them choose a few skills or tools to specialize in, then they get an additional +5 to those checks.))
[17:59 PM]Sam Worthy disconnected.
[17:59 PM]Deunan Aeron: Of course, of course~
[18:00 PM]*Deunan Aeron carries the little rogue through the bazaar, into the back alleyways, following some byzantine directions that only he knows. Or at least, for his unwilling passengers sake he'd better know where he was going. That whole time he has that stupid self-satisfied smirk on his lips.
[18:04 PM]*Erynn Dinasque blows through her stashed knives--six garters plus the two tucked into the sides of her panties--without a single hit. "Damn, I'm off my game today," she thinks. "Hey! Stretch! If you're gonna kidnap me or whatever, you could at least pick up the pace. There's something called 'common courtesy'."
[18:06 PM]Deunan Aeron: "Kidnap? I wouldn't call it something so brutish as that," the stranger says with a dismissive chuckle. He parts a curtain of beads with his captive's feet, and steps through into a hookah den, filled with smoke and pillows, the patrons all lounging about, some fondling and making out. "Ah, but this seems like a perfect place."
[18:09 PM]*Erynn Dinasque gags theatrically. "You're not--you just said you weren't kidnapping me, and then you bring me in here, and say it's the perfect place--that's like saying you're not going to cook and eat someone and then dumping them in a pot of broth. You're hurting your case."
[18:13 PM]Deunan Aeron: The kidnapper just laughs, and drops down into an empty pile of pillows, holding the girl in his lap. He waves one of the eunuchs over, and flicks the young castrati a coin that may or may not be from Erynn's own purse. "Strawberry seems nice." He isn't even paying the girl any mind, the rude son of a bitch! "Just one pipe. And perhaps two khave."
[18:15 PM]Sam Worthy connected.
[18:18 PM]Erynn Dinasque: "Your fancy made-up words can't save you, you know. Best-case scenario you come out of this like one of them,"--she pointed to the eunuch. "No offense, kid. Strawberry sounds lovely."[18:21 PM]*Deunan Aeron gives the rogue a light smack on the cheek. "Be nice, now... you know, I never did catch your name, did I?" [18:23 PM]Deunan Aeron: ((As an aside, khave is the Ottoman word for coffee, from the Arabic qahwah, which might have meant wine, and possibly further from the Ethiopean Kaffa))
[18:23 PM]Erynn Dinasque: "That's a very good catch. You never did." She rubs her cheek. It'll take more than that to reign me in, punk.
[18:23 PM]Erynn Dinasque: ((Interesting. I'm not all that familiar with coffee stuff.))
[18:26 PM]Deunan Aeron: ((Neither am I, but I know how to Wiki things quickly~)) "Well, then, little thief," says the thief, with that ever present smirk, "I'm Deunan. And what can I call you?"
[18:27 PM]Erynn Dinasque: "A rickshaw, ba-dum-pish. Seriously, let me go."
[18:28 PM]Erynn Dinasque: "In the meantime, um... Joan. Haven't used that one in a while."
[18:31 PM]Deunan Aeron: ((Took me a second.)) "Haha, Joan it is, then." The troubadour leans in and kisses 'Joan' on the lips, the creep, one hand squeezing at the top of her thigh. "Why would you want to leave so soon, Joan?" The eunuch comes back with a tray holding a water pipe and two coffees, with a little dish of cream and another of sugar between them. With one hand the strange man fixes two drinks, looking 'Joan' over and judging how she takes it. "Come, come, am I really such bad company? After all, I gave you my cloak."
[18:35 PM]Erynn Dinasque: "You can stop checking," she says, clutching his curious hand, "I promise you got all my knives. And yes. The short answer is yes, you pretentious prick. I bet you drugged your cloak somehow and you're just waiting for me to lights-out." With his hands no longer preoccupied with clutching her, she slides off of his lap.
[18:39 PM]*Deunan Aeron chuckles, and pushes the rogue back into the pillows, throwing a leg across her own, leaning down over her. That hand goes back to her thigh, and grips it tight, then strokes. "I wasn't checking for knives, my dear." He gives her another kiss, and when he pulls away that smirk is back on his lips, and he holds a khave to the girl. "Stay for a while. After all, you paid for this~"
[18:41 PM]Sam Worthy disconnected.
[18:43 PM]*Erynn Dinasque had noticed, of course, but wanted to leave more than she wanted a couple pieces of silver. She rolls her eyes. "Tell you what--what is the absolute minimum it would take to get you to leave me alone? I swear I'll do it."
[18:46 PM]Deunan Aeron: "Haha, what if I ask the impossible?" the man says, sipping from his coffee, now across from the rogue, and yet right next to the exit of the little circular latticework space. There's no way she could leave without that big oaf blocking the way. "If you keep this up, I might have to punish you," he teases, "I bet you'd like that, wouldn't you?"
[18:51 PM]Erynn Dinasque: "You think you're the first person who's tried to have me thrown in prison? That's almost cute," she says. "Let me be abundantly clear, Deuche: you've got be captured because I let you capture me. If I wanted to I'd have just slit your throat the second you saw my face, I just didn't want to make a scene. If you blow that, I might as well go for broke. Are you maybe considering your master plan now?"
[18:56 PM]*Deunan Aeron throws back his head and laughs, then looks at the rogue with a sparkle in his eye. "Prison? Haha, prison, little one?" He leans forward, and grabs the girl by the wrist, tugging her across his lap. In a flash, her beautiful caramel bottom is exposed, leggings roughly jerked down. Before she even realizes what's about to happen, one sharp crack rings out, and the hookah bar goes silent. All eyes are on the pair--all eyes are on Erynn's pert ass--as a second sharp crack fills the air. "I wouldn't send you to prison, not when I can be the hand of justice myself~" the uncouth bastard teases, drumming his fingers on the girl's cheeks before laying down a third and fourth smack, one on each cheek.
[19:00 PM]Erynn Dinasque: "Owwu!" she cries. "What are yooowww--" Her smooth legs flail and she clutches the blanket on the floor. "Stop! Stop it!" she demands, the smacks cutting right through her light silk panties.
[19:04 PM]Deunan Aeron: "Will you behave?" he asks, and the girl feels a knife on her thighs... and then it pulls up, cutting the side of her underwear. Then the brute does the same on the other side, and with a rough tug pulls them out from between her legs, dragging them across areas most sensitive. Then he holds them up the the light, looking at the front to see just how much the girl enjoys being bent over someone's knee. "Oh, naughty naughty~"[19:10 PM]Erynn Dinasque: "Hey! Do you know what those cost!? I don't even know if silk has been invented yet!" Her lower body is entirely exposed to the dry desert air--she sits up so at least her robes can be set back in place. "What the hell was that for?"
[19:10 PM]Erynn Dinasque: ((Yes, I know it was.))
[19:10 PM]Nircauge Egirugal connected.
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[19:15 PM]Deunan Aeron: ((Haha, you are a riot)) "Ah-ah-ah," the man says, leaning her back over his knee and giving her another wap across the ass. The other patrons, even the eunuch, laugh, enjoying the show. "Did I say we were finished? You need to ask politely now~"
[19:18 PM]*Deunan Aeron gives another hard smack, "and that's for leaning on the fourth wall."
[19:18 PM]*Erynn Dinasque clenches her teeth. "I'd rather one of us die--I'm not even picky. Bring it on, Nosebleed."
[19:23 PM]Deunan Aeron: The man sips at his coffee with one hand, and with the other he reaches down between the girl's thighs, groping her sex. "Ooh, manicured," he says thoughtfully into the steam of his drink as he probes about with his long, thin fingers. Hard to admit it when he's embarrassing you in the middle of a foreign coffee house, and so casually at that, but he certainly does seem to know what he's doing.
[19:25 PM]Tritos is now Busy. [Wrestling!]
[19:26 PM]Erynn Dinasque: "Oh, you son of a bitch," she says, squirming. She reaches for a nearby pillow's tassel and swings it backwards into her attacker's head.
[19:38 PM]*Deunan Aeron takes the pillow on the cheek with that same smirk as always, but his coffee spills all over the both of them, burning a little. An audible hush goes through the crowd, and a young man on the other side of that lattice work puts a hand over his mouth, eyes wide. Deunan grips the girl tight at the crotch, and actually lifts her up a foot, his long fingers slipping inside of her roughly. "You do enjoy getting disciplined, don't you," he asks with a laugh as he drops her back into his lap, and smacks her with his wet fingers.
[19:43 PM]Erynn Dinasque: The coffee in Erynn's sensitive workings burns, but she cringes out the pain. "Eerrff--you're kidding yourself if you think your little love-taps are a punishment. No more than, I don't know, being hit by a stiff wind or maybe sitting on a nice chair." She forces a smile with the next crack, looking back to taunt him.
[19:53 PM]Deunan Aeron: The man throws back his head and laughs once more, and then pulls the girl's face up to meet his, giving her a kiss. "Oh, I quite enjoy you, 'Joan'," he teases. And while his mouth is moving, so are his hands. Soon enough, that hidden knife slashes down the legs of the rogue's trousers, to more laughter from the peanut gallery. And insult upon insults, that boy reaches through the lattice work and awkwardly smacks Erynn's bare ass. "It seems I'm not the only one, either. We've been giving a good show."
[19:56 PM]Erynn Dinasque: ((Still not wearing pants of any kind. It's the desert and pants are evil in the first place.))
[19:58 PM]Erynn Dinasque: Erynn flushes--not because she's naked. If she got embarrassed every time she was naked in public she'd never get anything done. But being caught at someone's mercy was different.
"Hi, everyone. Sorry for the interruption, but we're happy to report you'll be able to get back to business in no time," she states calmly.
[20:01 PM]Deunan Aeron: ((Well now you're not wearing anything, you little slut~!)) Deunan gives her a smack on the rump, "I don't think they want to go back to business. You're so much more interesting."
[20:02 PM]Deunan Aeron: ((Well, you're bottomless. You're still wearing a top, and my cloak :I ))
[20:05 PM]*Deunan Aeron takes off the new--stolen--cloak he was wearing, now stained with coffee, and shrugs out of his tunic, keeping 'Joan' trapped between his long knees. Then he unstraps a leather cuirass and is left wearing nothing on top except... a long bandage wrapped around his chest? His... her chest?[20:07 PM]Erynn Dinasque: "Oh, geez. I knew it. This is an opium den, isn't it? There's something in those pipes that's not supposed to be, I just knew it," she says as she rubs her eyes.
[20:10 PM]Erynn Dinasque: ((Pour vous:http://i.imgur.com/S5BrNpx.gif ))
[20:11 PM]Sam Worthy disconnected.
[20:12 PM]Deunan Aeron: ((haha, I actually linked that earlier saying it was a great pick up line))
[20:13 PM]Sam Worthy connected.
[20:16 PM]*Deunan Aeron chuckles, "oh, you've finally realized?" she chuckles, pushing the girl back against the pillows of the booth. She stands up, and shrugs herself out of her own trousers, leaving only a pair of pumpkin panties. Then she tugs on them with her thumb, and they're next to come off. The man standing before Erynn is tall, lank, lower body lightly covered in dark red hair... and it would seem actually a woman. A gasp comes out from the onlookers, and even a wolf whistle. "You asked what you could do to let you leave?" she teases, gently running her hands through the thatch of hair over her slit. "Suck my dick."
[20:17 PM]*Erynn Dinasque cocks an eyebrow. "So... you're a conceptual artist?"
[20:22 PM]*Deunan Aeron smirks, and kneels down, one knee on either side of Erynn's face. She reaches down and gently tangles her fingers in that white hair, and pulls her head up. Not roughly, but insistently all the same. "Have you ever eaten cunt, little elfling?"
[20:22 PM]Erynn Dinasque: "Well, sure, but, uh--waiter, there seems to be some hair in my soup."
[20:26 PM]Erynn Dinasque: ((Half an hour before I should go to bed.))
[20:27 PM]Deunan Aeron: ((Well, my other scene just ended. Want to keep lewding, or chat about 5e?))
[20:28 PM]Erynn Dinasque: ((I don't want to lewd under that tight of a time crunch, so I vote 5e.))
[20:29 PM]Deunan Aeron: 5e it is.