Mordheim (Part 3)

The Warlock is on Part 3 of the story and hasn't played a single game of Mordheim! Well, what can you expect with Christmas! I do have my war band in and its all primed up and ready to paint, with the exception of my marksman... still waiting on bits for that one!

The girl offered no rebuttal as Lichtor began to probe her. Despite his physically unimpressive nature, his touch was demanding and she shivered as he manipulated the soft flesh of her pussy. He could feel her arousal growing as her wetness coated his fingers. He pushed two inside of her and a whimper slipped from her lips. “I’d offer to take those chains off, but I think you enjoy this more with them on.”

She didn’t answer, she was certain she couldn’t answer with a steady voice and she wouldn’t give him that satisfaction. More to it than that, she wasn’t sure what her answer would be.

“Does the bitch have a name?” Lichtor slurred in her ear.

She still refused to answer him and for the insolence her pressed a thumb against her clit and rubbed firmly. She groaned out, in spite of herself. “Thora…. Thora Sanva…” she moaned.

Lichtor slipped his fingers from her sex and pressed them to her lips as she eyed him like a caged animal. She opened her mouth and he pushed them in. “Thora Sanva… what kind of aweful fucking name is that. Listen to your Master Thora Sanva… I’m guessing you didn’t learn how to suck cock living in the jungle surrounded by women. Fortunately for you, I’m patient and willing to take the time for instruction.”

He could see the hatred in her eyes and pulled his fingers out of her mouth. “Not before you get any ideas on using those teeth… just you remember our arrangement. And think about how I’ll every tooth pulled from your mouth and your sister’s mouthes and have you sold to the cheapest, most rancid whorehouse in all of the Mordheim slums.”

His hands already had his belt loosened and his pants around his ankles, letting his cock, a stiff member of slightly below average size spring forth. “You remember our arrangement, yes?”

Thora nodded, “I stay and collect Wyrdstone for you.

Lichtor motioned to the stone floor, “and?”

“And allow you to fuck me.” she said, still looking into his eyes, unmoving.

“As much or as little as I desire.” he finished. “That includes sucking my cock. Now on your knees and get to it.”

Thora looked at him another long moment before her eyes fell to his cock… then she lowered herself to her knees.