Script: Of Mages and Bounty Hunters

Of Mages and Bounty Hunters
by Smutomancer
A mercenary/bounty hunter that specializes in hunting down mages is hired to kidnap a powerful female mage, alive, by her family. He hunts her down and manages to catch her. He places a collar on her that stops her from using magic. On the way back, he has to take care of her (in many intimate ways), and the two grow close.
Then they bone.

M = Mage
H = Bounty Hunter



M: Gods, my feet are killing me! Can't we stop for just a minute?

H: Hmm... it is getting dark, and this is hardly the worst spot in the world to set up camp.

M: So I can finally sit down?

H: You're no good gathering wood with your hands bound like that, so yes.

M: [sits down heavily] Aw, fuck that feels good.

H: Hay!

M: What is it now?

H: A lady shouldn't talk like that.

M: Oh, I'm a lady now, am I? Are you in the habit of dragging ladies around in chains like an animal?

H: When their families pay me as much as yours is, you bet your ass I do.

M: Hay!

H: What?

M: You shouldn't talk like that in front of a lady.

[pause]

H: My... apologies.

M: [struggle to keep from laughing, then laugh] Y-you're serious, aren't you? Gods above, of all the dirtbags that could have come after me, I get stuck with the one with delusions of knighthood.

H: Would you prefer I used a whip and forced you to march stark naked?

M: Ha! That might be fun, actually. This a favorite fantasy of yours or one dreamed up 'specially for me?

H: I-it's nothing like that, you- [sigh, composing self] Unless you wish to freeze to death tonight, I suggest you spare me your tongue so I can get this fire going.

[a moment of silence as he works]

M: Massage my feet.

H: What?!

M: You've had me marching all up and down these hills for days now and my feet are killing me. If I don't get these boots off I'm going to be covered in blisters and it'll all be your fault. So, either loosen this collar so I can take care of it myself or give me a massage.

H: The collar stays on.

M: So that doesn't leave you with many options, does it?

H: Fine. [walks over] Give me your foot.

M: Okay. [kicks him, hard] Take it with your face!

H: [in pain] Unf- bitch!

M: [exertion sound as she tries to get up]

H: Oh no you don't!

[they tumble, wrestle for a moment]

M: Get off me, oaf!

H: Stop it! Just stop! You're going back and that's it!

M: Then I'll just have to run away again!

H: Why?

M: "Why" what?

H: I've been to your mansion. I've seen the way your parents worry about you. Why risk your neck out here in the wilds when you have all that wealth to go back to?!

M: Because I'm scared, okay! You don't know what they're like. Oh, sure, they put on the sad smiles and tears when they want something from you, but they're monsters!
You joke about using a whip? Well they fucking don't! You haven't seen my back. When they found I could do magic they locked me in my room for a year, tried to beat it out of me.

H: If you expect me to believe that-

M: I was five! You think this collar is coming off when I get back? They'll probably attach a leash to it! They want me back so I won't "besmirch the family name" any further.

[both pant in silence]

H: They're marrying you off to some rich asshole, aren't they?

M: Wha? Fuck, I've been working on that story since you caught me. How did you know?

H: I've been in the business a long time.

M: Well, what happens now?

H: I finish making camp and you get back home by tomorrow evening.

M: There's no way you'll let me go free?

H: None.

M: Then take me with you.

H: I'm not in the mood for games.

M: I'm serious! You may be a broke "hobo-for-hire," but at least you have adventures.

H: [drowned out by M's voice] Hobo?

M: Can you honestly say I wouldn't help your business? You're "Mr. Expert" and yet little-old-me almost fried your ass off with that-

H: I'm not listening to any more of this.

[pause]

M: I'll make it worth your while.

H: Excuse me?

M: C'mon, I know you've thought about it. I don't need magic to see the way you look at me.

H: I can't believe I'm hearing this.

M: And those times you, you know, "helped me" when I couldn't reach?

H: I had to, it's not like you could wipe with your hands bound like that!

M: But you enjoyed touching me, didn't you? You went redder than a tomatoe every time.

H: Stop it.

M: [seductive whisper] No one's ever touched me like that before.

H: Miss, please-

M: [seductive whisper] You were soooo gentle.

H: Stop rubbing against me like tha-

M: [guess] That strong hand of yours slipping between my legs and-

H: Stop it! This is, this is unseemly!

M: Buddy, the only thing "unseemly" here is that tent you're pitching.

H: What are you... Oh, gods help me.

M: [if there is any way you can make your voice sound like you're rolling your eyes, do it here] For crying out loud- Just shuck the trousers already!

H: But... aw, hells, you only live once.

M: Hot damn, not bad! [giggle] This might be fun after all! [blowjob sound] Don't- mmmm- worry. I, [giggle] won't use my teeth.

[continued blowjob sounds, moans of pleasure from both parties]

H: Ah- that's, hmm, that's- ah! Where did you learn to- ooo, do that?

M: [chuckle with mouth full]

H: Fuck, this is almost as good as not hearing you complain.

[sucking sound stops]

M: Hay!

H: Kidding, kidding. Now lie back.

M: Returning the favour? [she gasps] Hands are fine tooOOoOoooo that's nice.

H: Hmm... I think I'd drown down there. You're hotter an' wetter down her than a marsh in summer.

M: [laugh] You're such a romantic! Ah, fuck!

H: [breathless] Holy hells you're tight. Ooooo, squeeze me like that again.

M: I'll try. Just, just go slowly at first, okay?

H: I- I don't think I can...

[rythmic panting from both parties, wet noises, sex stuff]

M: Kiss me!

H: Wh- ah! What?

M: Just fucking kiss me!

[add kissing sound to sex stuff]

M: Oh, fucking- ah! [orgasms]

H: That felt amazi- HNNNNNG! [orgasms as well]

[breathless panting from both parties]

M: That was...

H: Wow.

M: Yeah.... [brief pause] Soooo.... about those cuffs...

H: Too tired. Maybe in the morning.

M: You are such an asshole.

H: Love you too.