Drow Devilment

Drow words and phrases are from: http://abutalib.indysla.iupui.edu/~asimmon/drow.html


Drow Devilment


Chapter 1:
Sowing the Seeds


“Would you claim to be our jabbress, rivil?”


Sasha looked up from her chair in the busy tavern, the paladin’s head spinning from the ale she had been persuaded to try. She giggled uncontrollably as the Drow priestess stared down at her. The look of mischievousness in her eyes perhaps giving away something of her true nature.


“I’m Sasha, remember, a paladin of Sune, Viconia.” Sasha replied through slurred speech, it was perhaps the first time ever she had allowed her guard to slip and become quite drunk.


“But nevertheless, you are or mistress, our leader.” Viconia pressed the issue. Her mind going over what she intended for the paladin. To corrupt a chosen of Sune was an opportunity she could not possibly let go without at least trying.


“I suppose …” Sasha went to answer only to be interrupted by the impatient Drow.


“Then why do you not assert your authority over your wayward companions. You allow them free reign to do as they will.”


“I trust them to do as they will and remain loyal. It is the way I was taught, Viconia.”


“Jal Khaless Zhah Waela, rivil.”


“Khaless nau uss mzild taga dosstan. Is that your philos … philosophy, Vici?” Sasha replied through a quiet hiccup as the drink took its effect.


“Vici? I see your knowledge of our language has improved, rivil. But yes, among drow we take care of our self first and only. The need humans have to show loyalty is a weakness that will one day cost you your kingdoms and empires to the races of the Underdark.”


“You must learn to trust, Vic … Vici. What of family and love, of kindness and relationships?” Sasha continued as she struggled with her words.


“And yet your own priesthood expects you to remain chaste. Would you not think that your very desires are limited by your own willingness to deny yourself the merest hint of the pleasures that a drow would take for granted. You allow weakling males to set themselves up as kings and emperors. How is that human females are so willing to deny themselves their rightful place. Males are to be commanded and owned, and yet you allow them to treat you as lesser, as property.”


“The drow are hardly a civilization we wish to emulate, Vici. You sacrifice your own children to one of the cruellest gods of the abyss. You own and use your own families. You destroy and kill your own kind for the merest hint of power …”


“I do not wish to discuss our civilizations, rivil. As you are well aware I am an outcast from my own. But I do wish to know you, Sasha, the woman who is supposedly our leader. I would know why you do not take what is yours by right.”


“What do you mean?”


“Your companions are yours by right, and yet you choose none of them as your servant, as your slave. Why do you not command them to obey you? Why do you surround yourself with those who have no political or desirable worth to you?”

“They are simply friends and companions, Viconia; I do not wish to own them.”


“But how can they respect you, how can I respect someone who will not act on her desires, on her need to take what she can from those who choose to follow her. You would be a poor Drow, Sasha. Perhaps only a footstool for your matron mother, a slave for her desires.”


“And if I commanded you to do something, Vici.”


“You would have to proof your right to do so, Sasha. I will not bow to you, I will not be yours unless you prove to me your worth.”


“But I merely meant …”


“Already you change your mind, Sasha. Are you so weak that you can not see, I would accept you as jabbress if you were strong enough to take the position? If I am to follow you I must know you are a worthy leader.”


“Take the position how, there is nothing to take.”


“Allow me to show you, Sasha. It need not resort to violence to prove yourself to me, Sasha. A test perhaps, a test of dominance.”


Sasha looked up naively, while her days as a paladin had certainly brought her into many dangerous encounters her virtuous nature was something that had never been challenged.


“And how do you propose to do that, Vici?”


“I would show you if you were to follow me.”


“Follow you where?”


“To my room, naïve one. I do not propose something that you would not find to our mutual advantage and benefit. I merely wish to show you something that you seem to be lacking. Perhaps it will serve you well in the months and years ahead of you.”


“You just want to show me something. Your not planning anything are you, Vici?”


“If I wished you harm, Sasha, you would have known of it long before now. I wish to see if my theory is right.”


“And what might that be?”


“If you follow me you will find out.”


Sasha gulped down the last of her ale and stood swaying as she did so. Viconia wasted little time in catching the paladin before she fell to the floor. Sasha stepped forward almost tripping on her robes as she did so and giggled as Viconia struggled to hold her up.


Sasha fell on the stairs laughing as Viconia tried to pull her up, the effect of the potion that had been added to her ale was working well beyond what Viconia could have hoped for. She bent over placing her arms around the paladin’s waist and lifted her up until they were facing each other only inches from the others face. Sasha just stood looking quite innocently into the Drow’s eyes, trusting her companion as she trusted them all.


Viconia struggled to open the door and hold up the paladin at the same time. But after several minutes of struggling with little help from Sasha she finally managed to open the door only for Sasha to fall over and take Viconia with her.


Viconia knelt over Sasha looking down at the foolish grin on her face. Viconia turned to the door and kicked it shut. It slammed loudly behind her. She turned back to Sasha who had remained in place and was now laughing again, this time uncontrollably. Viconia was starting to wonder if she had overdone it with the potion of seduction.


Viconia slowly moved forward on hands and knees, until she was directly over Sasha. She smiled back wickedly as she leant forward and lightly kissed the paladin on her cheek.


“That feels nice.”


“Then you do not object, Sasha? Perhaps this will not be quite so agreeable.” She said as she slipped the magically enchanted manacles over her wrists.


“Hey, what are you doing?”


“You are a trusting fool. You did not listen to what I told you, Sasha. Trust no one.” Viconia said as she leant forward, kissing Sasha on the lips, the fast working substance on her lips rendering the paladin temporarily immobile.


Sasha looked up, barely conscious of what was happening.


“Perhaps you should pray to your god, Sasha. I will show you what it is to be Drow.”


Sasha went to speak but found she could barely move her lips let alone form words. She felt herself being lifted and then dragged until she lay back on the Drow’s bed. Her arms were lifted above her head, and then she was rolled onto her stomach and her hands secured to the bed with enchanted bindings that were only removable once a command word was spoken.


Sasha looked on helplessly as Viconia stood over her, a ceremonial serrated Drow blade held in her left hand, a many headed whip in the other. She knelt on the bed and cut Sasha’s cloak from around her neck. Playing the blade lightly over her neck until it drew a noiseless yelp from Sasha and a trickle of blood which seemed to immediately animate the blade. The glowing red metal seemed to drink the blood into its dark substance.


Sasha felt the blade as it slid down the back of her robes until Viconia ripped them from her body.


She regained her speech just as Viconia slid the handle of the blade up her thigh, then turned it around and cut lightly into the length of her back. The blade hungrily swallowing the blood.


“Viconia, what in all the hells are you doing, let me go.”


“I would think about now you are wandering what is going to happen to you.”


“You intend to kill me?”


“Why would I go to all this trouble if I merely wished you dead, Sasha? I have had countless opportunities to kill you. Viconia sat behind her, her fingers trailing backwards and forwards over Sasha’s naked thighs. She slid the blade under the material of Sasha’s underwear cutting it away. First removing her lace blouse, then her bra and finally her panties.


Sasha struggled slightly with the bonds as her strength was beginning to return.


“Then what are you doing?”


“Isn’t it obvious?”


“But why like this?”

“I am Drow; it is seen as merely a political ploy to get one over on her rivals. Sex is as much a game of politics as it is pleasure among my kind. I am merely establishing dominance over my lesser.”


“Your lesser, I thought we were friends. And what has cutting me got to do with establishing dominance?”


Viconia ran her hand over the wounds until only a slight tingling sensation remained.


“Some of my Drow lovers enjoyed being cut, among other things. I had no idea humans were so fragile.” Viconia replied as she ran her hand over Sasha’s back, her fingers seeming to manipulate every feeling in Sasha at once.


Sasha let out a loud gasp as Viconia an her fingers over Sasha’s buttocks and down until she parted her legs.


“Let me go, Viconia.”


“And then what, Sasha? Are we to fight to resolve the feelings of betrayal you now feel? If that is so I may as well take my pleasure and hopefully by the time e have finished if I have done everything I intend you will no longer wish to remove my head from my shoulders.”


“I do not wish that, Vici, please just let me out of these things.” She almost shouted as she struggled with her bindings.


The next thing she felt was Viconia’s tongue along her back moving up until it reached the back of her neck. She could barely speak as Viconia lay over her, forcing her knees between her legs and kissing the back of her neck. Viconia reached around and under her taking the paladin’s breasts in her hands, her nipples between finger and thumb, stroking them until they were hard.


“I could release you, Sasha. I think I have proved my point, I have exerted my dominance as leader of this amusing rabble you have gathered around you.”


“I agree, Viconia. Please just untie me. What could I possibly do like this.”


“You think me a fool, Sasha. You will seek revenge.”

“Do you intend to keep me tied up for ever?”


Viconia knelt over Sasha, removing her own robes until she knelt naked over her. She laughed as her fingers played mischievously over Sasha’s buttocks, tracing a line until she stroked her between her legs.


Sasha had as was expected remained a virgin and had had no physical contact with either a male or female companion in her short life, at twenty one she had thought little of her vow of chastity. As Viconia’s fingers ran over her sex she had to wonder at the wisdom of such a choice. At this moment she hated the Drow for what she was doing but she could not deny that the Drow was certainly experienced, although she had nothing to compare the experience to.


Sasha cried out as Viconia’s fingers entered her, her hand moving slowly backwards and forwards as the paladin cried out. Sasha was quite surprised when she heard the word ‘sarn'elgg.’ Viconia suddenly sat back as if nothing had happened and the bindings untied themselves allowing Sasha to move once again. Viconia had expected the attack to commence soon afterwards.


Sasha sat up on the bed, pulling her legs up underneath her and rubbing at her wrists. The dark skinned elf sat opposite her, quite happy for Sasha to look upon her. Seconds later the paladin was over her and pinning her to the bed. Sasha was indeed much stronger than the Drow and easily held her in place.


“Does it feel good, Sasha. Do you feel the power running through your body? Wouldn’t you like to take revenge for what I have done to you?”


Sasha sat over her, holding the Drow’s hands above her head, she had no need of bindings. She was infuriated that the Drow seemed to be enjoying it all a little too much. Sasha was suddenly very aware of her own nakedness and that of the Drow beneath her.


“What is to be, rivil? Will your ssinssrigg fail you now? You are doubting yourself already. You have finally felt the touch of another for the first time and you are angry that you actually enjoyed it, why else have you not taken your revenge?”


“I will not let you …”


“I can do nothing to you, Sasha. Your strength is greater than mine, and yet you still do not seek to exert that which is rightfully yours. I have sought to follow you, rivil, like I have followed no other beyond my divine jabbress. Will you not even now command me? I cannot follow one so weak, Sasha.”


Sasha sat over her contemplating what had just happened and her feelings towards the Drow. Suddenly she felt herself questioning her very life as the words of the Drow began to sow the seeds of doubt in her mind.


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