“Ah c’n ge’ it up all night, Babe. Just ge’ on the bed and aw’ll dish something out fer ya the chef at Fish’s never…hic…will dish out.”
Again, there was a short pause and Thorsona said “Okay. Let’s fuck. But get the leather bindings. I want you to tie me up first.”
“Oh, Babe!” Bauer mumbled, clearly excited. “Ya ga’ it!”
Footsteps approached the closet and the door swung open. Falco stood in fear behind the door as it almost hit his nose. He stared at Bauer’s back as the drunk stood there trying to maintain his balance, unaware of the Wood Elf a foot behind him.
Bauer’s fumbling hands reached down and clumsily scooped up some leather straps. The buckles jingled as he waved his hands around trying not to fall over in his tipsy state. As he exited the closet he collided briefly with the door jamb . “Jus’ ge’ on the bed and spread wide, Suga’ips. I’m gonna hump you hard and rough like yer like it, then ah’ll buy yer the mos’pensive dinner in Fish’s.” He burped obnoxiously.
Falco stood and heard very little for a while aside from comments like—
–“Tighter, Cupcake. You know it needs to be tight.”
-“How’s’at, Suga’ips?”
-“Perfect, Cupcake, I’m helpless for you to take at your will. Climb on top and fuck me nasty hard like I want you to!”
The bed started squeaking. Falco stood there, actually embarrassed to hear them. He started wondering how he was going to get the heck out of there and could he sneak by in the dark? While they were fucking? He stood there, trying to get his courage up to try.
The squeaking of the bed slowed. After a few minutes there was silence.
“Cupcake?” he heard Thorsona ask after a bit. “Cupcake?”
There was no answer. Thorsona exploded. Her angry voice asked loudly “did you pass out, you asshole!?”
She got no answer. “Wake up, you stupid male! Wake up! Don’t you pass out on me, you stupid dickless cocksucker!! Wake up and get your little prick outta me, Bastard…untie me!!!”
Again, she was greeted by silence. “Son of a Bitch!” she huffed, exasperated. There was the sound of struggling.
Until then, Falco had thought he had already seen Thorsona at her angriest. Quiet for a few seconds, she suddenly roared in fury at her useless lover. “You drunken lout! Wake…UP!”
Bauer had left the closet door slightly ajar and, knowing how Humans had such poor night vision,Falco took a chance and peered out from the closet. With the front door closed it was pitch black in the room. As expected, they were on the bed.
Thorsona was naked and on her back. Her arms and legs were spread out with ankles and wrists tied securely to each post of the bed. She had nice big tits with huge nipples the size of a Barbarian gold piece.
Her nakedness was covered only by her drunken lover’s body weighing her down. Bauer lay between her legs with his pants down around his knees and his big ugly hairy ass exposed to Falco’s truly offended eyes. A drunkard’s snore reached Falco’s ears. By the look and sound of him, Bauer wasn’t waking up any time soon.
Thorsona, unaware of Falco’s presence, was struggling ineffectually to loosen her bonds while cursing at her snoring boyfriend. Falco grew a nice erection as he watched Thorona squirm around. He liked seeing her boobs rolling around on her chest while completely helpless under her loser of a lover. Completely helpless. He had a sudden urge to go jerk off onto her face.
He remembered the pummelling Bauer had given him and how Thorsona had urged him on to punch harder. She had kicked him hard in the side. He remembered the ache of his broken ribs and bruised kidney. He remembered how he lay there thinking he was dying and how no one had helped him. He remembered how he was beaten so cruelly he could not even get over to Cadwarra as she shook her gorgeous tits at him, tempting him.
Falco realized he now had both his tormenters at his mercy.He stood looking at them with the satisfaction of a man beholding his moment of revenge. No one treats Falco the way they had treated him.
He thought about that girl in his village so long ago. She never should have reported him to the Elders. He hadn’t hurt her. She likely wasn’t a virgin. Besides, she was passed out and didn’t even remember him doing anything. What was the harm? Then there was Cadwarra with the Sentry, laughing at his small cock. And Arabella screwing up and not pulling him out of trouble when Thorsona and Bauer came home. Lastly, there was Whats’er Name; getting him involved with that psychopathic Dark Elf M’Tun just because she thought he needed a bigger dick. Women always failed him.
Women had always been the causes of his misfortune, he realized, and he could have his revenge on one of them right there and then…in a way, he could have have his revenge on ALL of them.
He quietly grabbed the handcuffs from where they had lain beside the leather straps and softly approached Thorsona and Bauer in the unlit room.
Thorsona heard Falco’s foot steps. She turned fearfully, trying to see in the dark. “Who’s there?” she demanded. “Get out! I am a Guardswoman!” She pulled frantically on the straps to no avail.
There was something truly arrogant about a helpless naked female still thinking she could give orders. Her imperious demand that the intruder leave pissed Falco off intensely and he answered Thorsona cruelly “You and your brute of a boyfriend should not have beat me to within an inch of my life…Bitch.”
Thorsone struggled, her expression angry and confused. “Who are you? Unfasten my bindings and then get out!” Seeing the intruder made no move to obey her her tone became less demanding, knowing she was in no position to bargain, “you can…leave…if you untie me…no questions asked.”
That was more the tone she should be using under the circumstances. There was a candlestick on the night stand next to the bed. Falco lit the candle so Thorsona could see. As his face was illuminated, Thorsona stared then finally recognized him “You! You asshole pervert! Did you ever find a Human woman to screw? Untie me and then get the fuck out of my home, Perv-boy!”
Falco ignored Thorsona. He reached over to the snoring Bauer and handcuffed his arms behind his back. He laughed in a self-satisfied manner and reminded her “you and your boyfriend damn near beat me to death.”
He pulled the manacled Bauer off of her naked body. Bauer hit the floor with a damp thud. Falco sneered down at him then casually took his place on top of Thorsona. “Time for a real man to fuck you, Bitch. How dare you turn me down when I asked for a fuck so nicely the other day.” He pulled his dick out and aimed it at Thorsona’s spread open fuckhole.
He stuck it in. She was nice and slippery and his cock shone in the candlelight as he pulled it out to drive it in again. She snarled pure hatred at him as he fucked, baring her teeth like a harpy. She pulled on her restraints with renewed desperation, arching her back to try to get his tiny little cock to fall out of her.
This was a very special experience for him. It was the first time he took forced pleasure from a conscious victim. The girl in the village was passed out and Cadwarra, Arabella and Whats’er Name did not seem to mind so much when he had held them down and used them. He liked how powerless he made Thorsona feel.