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Hecate (Courage Wolf)


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Arousal Check: Failed! Hecate takes 1 AP damage!

Hecate attacks! (19 - 2 = 17)

Slime gets splattered all over the bridge! (Rolled a 1, takes 2 FP damage from confirmed crit!)

Slime attacks! (4)

Hecate narrowly dodges! (5)

The slime sensed that the young martial artist was getting rather desperate. It slid what remained of its body up her leg again, seeking the young woman's heat again, and the sensation of the warm goo covering her body sent more shivers up Hecate's spine.

But apparently her lust was linked to her strength, because it didn't expect what happened next. Coming in at a sprint, Hecate's elbow slammed into the slime, just as it was preparing to flow more of its body mass onto her legs, looking to engulf her body again. Therefore, it was unprepared for her strike.

If the slime could say anything, it would have to be "Ouch!" "That hurts!" or maybe even "Did anyone see where my spleen went?" The elbow strike launched it into the air, not only dealing damage to it, but sending it skidding along the bridge for a short while, causing it to lose more of its mass as it skidded along. It looked a lot worse than it had, but it was weakly struggling to regain itself, the connection to the young woman almost string-thin by now. It hauled itself up, but then stopped, as if thinking about its condition... if it won, well... it'd have a nice, juicy little playtoy to go ahead and ravish until it was completely sated. If it didn't, it was going to be a painful time.

Steeling itself up, the slime launched at her, intent on engulfing her all at once as it pulled its body close to her as fast as it could go- which was still kind of slow.

Hecate 1/5 FP, 3/10 AP
Mildly Aroused (-1 to attacks)
Engulf Lv. 1 (-1 to attacks)

Slime 1/4 FP, smeared all over the bridge
 
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There was nothing but Rage in her eyes as the blow connected with enough force to shatter any regular mans ribs, exactly as the normally forbidden strike was meant to. It was time to stop playing nice. Even as her lust grew a little more, Hecate stayed focused like the razor edge of a well honed blade, continuing to use her momentum to charge the creature as it recovered, turning as she leapt into the air, her heel whipping out to finish the fight, one way or another. She had momentum now, she had fury, she had training, and she had all the inclination in the world to strike with lethal force, something she had longed for...
 
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Arousal Check: Passed!

Hecate attacks! (15)

Slime is K.O.'d! (10)

The strike connected, and for a second, it looked like the slime was going to hang on- until the tendrils connecting its mass to the goo still around Hecate's leg finally snapped. The slime hit the ground near the other side of the bridge, and lost all form, becoming a puddle of half-melted jelly. At about the same time, the goo on her legs suffered the same fate, slowly sliding down her holed jeans, to fill her shoes with what was left of the slime, and the rest formed a puddle around her feet. It had been a hard fight, but she'd come out on top. The way ahead, to the castle's courtyard and inner sanctum, lay ahead.

Hecate 1/5 FP, 3/10 AP
Mildly Aroused (-1 to attacks)
 
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Grinning with grim satisfaction as her blow connected, Hecate took particular pleasure in watching her opponent turn into nothing but a puddle, a broken relic of the creature it used to be, smashed by her fury. Ignoring the holes in her clothing, she took her shoes off and wrung out her socks before deciding just to stay barefoot. What was the point. Snorting at her defeated opponent, Hecate grinned like a hungry predator, and descended further into the castle, smiling like a cat who had just found a horde of mice...
 
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Perception: 18 - Passed!

As she progressed across the bridge, it became clear the the castle, while looking like a vast, crumbling ruin, didn't have that many flaws as far as "was it going to fall down around her ears if she breathed upon the door handle".

Unfortunately, she wouldn't be able to get to the front door- it looked to be blocked by a mound of debris- one that looked too out-of-place to have just fallen off the castle wall.

If it wasn't obvious by now, it would be: Hecate was not the only living, intelligent thing walking the ruins tonight.

Paths lead off to either side, as well as a large hole about three floors up. There appeared to be some vines growing down from the hole, offering an easy climb. The two paths would split in front of the blocked door- one leading off towards what appeared to be the castle gardens, the other towards some kind of paved square with small, ruined buildings all around it.
 
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Poking around the fallen debris, Hecate sighed and adjusted her ponytail before beginning to search around for another way in, picking up a rock in case she had to break a window. Glass hurt. Regardless, she wanted in, her blood was up and she was far to excited to give up when presented with something as simple as a blocked door...

Turning and seeing the two paths, the large hole three floors up ignored for now, Hecate spotted the ruined buildings, and her curiosity got the better of her. Heading down that path, in high spirits, Hecate headed off at a light jog, wondering what else this ruin was hiding...
 
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Her footsteps would lead her to an old, abandoned training ground. Perhaps this was where the castle's knights and warriors had trained? It wasn't much more than an open, empty place. The buildings still looked to be in decent repair, and some offered what appeared to be hatches on the top that might help in getting to a window about a story above the building. It'd be a dangerous jump, though- and if she missed, it might call attention to her.

Beyond the buildings, the path kept going, towards an iron door that seemed to be hanging off its hinges. It might be a way in... but the path also continued around back, towards the stained glass windows. Those would surely shatter from a thrown rock...
 
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Holding the rock still, Hecate carefully inspected what appeared to be a staging ground for combat practice. Finding the entire place a little too intriguing to pass up, she spent some time carefully looking around the buildings, entering the first she was able to. Maybe she could find something she could use, one never knew after all.
 
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Stealth: Hecate (19) vs. ?????? (8) - Passed

As Hecate entered the first room, she found it full of the normal supplies of what a force of armored knights might use- barrels of cleaning oil, training uniforms, coils of rope strewn all over the floor- generally what was left of the supplies.

However, as she crept closer, one of the coils of rope twitched, the end trying to look inconspicuous as it tried to sense what was going on.
 
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Hecate looked around and spotted the suspicious rope, Pulling... Something from her back pocket, something terrible and powerful, the ultimate weapon!

Opening the small black notebook, and taking the small pen that was always with it, Hecate made two important notes. "Living Jelly is Bad... And Rope is not to be trusted.."

Putting the notebook away, Hecate threw the rock at the rope, wondering what the hell a living rope was doing, or even like... or what manner of IT it was... Because it was strange.
 
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Hecate throws a rock! (11)

The Rope Demon squirmed a bit as it pulled itself off the floor! (10, takes 1 FP damage!)

The Rope Demon attacks! (2 + 1= 3)

Hecate dodges easily! (8)

The rope squirmed as the rock thumped into it- it wasn't too happy with Hecate over that one, but the flailing of its ropes was easy to dodge, even as it tried to close in on her.

It looked to be quite upset, and it got ready to flail at her again, ready to ensnare the young fighter in its warm coils.

Hecate 5/5 FP, 3/10 AP
Mildly Aroused (-1 to attacks)

Rope Demon 2/3 FP
 
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Hecate pondered the wiggly rope she had thumped, and then did something trademark for her. Something that made no sense what so ever. She sat down and apologised. "I'm sorry for the rock... Do you know the way around this castle?" She asked conversationally, sitting down cross legged and putting her hands on her knees.
 
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Rope Demon attacks! (20 + 1 = 21)

Hecate is critically hit! (2 FP damage! Hecate now has Entangle Lv. 2! (-2 to attacks)

The rope demon didn't look like it was in any mood to talk back, even if it could- it remembered the rock bouncing off its mass, and flung itself at the young woman, managing to entangle het pretty well in its coils! The mass of rope would make it hard for Hecate to tell just what would be pulled along if she tried to attack the thing. It was gearing up for another attack, it looked like, and it wasn't going to stop until she got away from it, killed it, or it had subdued her.

Hecate 3/5 FP 3/10 AP
Mildly Aroused (-1 to attacks)
Entangled Lv. 2 (-2 to attacks)

Rope Demon 2/3 FP
 
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Hecate didn't move as the rope entangled her with a fervour, giving a soft sigh at the feel of the rope on her skin. Something she admittedly enjoyed a little too much... Squirming a little, She mad another choice. "Play nice after... And you can do what you want." She said after a moment, wondering for a moment why she was just submitting, but it hardly mattered... Rope was fun right?
 
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The rope demon seemed to point its, well... "head" at her, and then threw itself into the task with a great amount of zeal. It quickly ran its ropey limbs underneath Hecate';s clothes, pulling the damaged material off of her as more and more of its limbs came into play. The soft but lightly rough rope glided across Hecate's skin, interweaving into patterns, gently pulling her arms behind her back, pushing out her 'normal-sized breasts' as the rope enwrapped them, too, quickly forming knots of its own making, more rope finding its way up a nearby wood beam and beginning to make several strong knots around a ceiling beam.

The rope around the ceiling beam would extend downward to wrap and knot around her legs, pulling them apart, as well as slowly hoisting her into the air, revealing her bound, spread, naked body for anyone lucky enough to look into the window. (
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After a few minutes of simply letting her hang in the suspension, the rope demon made its next move. It tightened the ropes around her breasts, softly squeezing them for a bit, before contracting without warning and harshly squeezing her breasts, forcing the flesh to jut out, repeating the treatment several times in a row as it tried to excite her. Ropes caressed the skin on her back, against her cheek, running up and down her legs, letting her feel the rope caress against her skin as it toyed with her breasts like a child's plaything.

A new sensation would suddenly enter the equation- twin coils of rope, smaller than the ones entangling her, would squirm down her body, around her legs, and begin to playfully spread the petals of her womanhood apart, revealing the interior of her flower to the open air, letting the warm air play over her exposed bits before finally holding them open. Small filaments began to creep out of the ends of the ropes, firmly squeezing not only her nipples, but also her clitoris as well. As the ropes squeezed her, the filaments would tug upon her nipples and clit, reminding her that the demon was in complete power, and she couldn't do a thing to stop it.

Adter what seemed like a few moe minutes of 'torture', a coil of rope curved up from below, one that the demon had been saving. It curled around and immediately began to probe at the flower between Hecate's legs, taking its time by squirming against the entrance to her wet, warm inside, trying to lubricate itself with her juices. It would make light passes several times, rubbing quickly, before taking one or two passes where it pushed hard against her inner lips and ground slowly against the tender flesh. Every so often, it would nudge her opening, trying to see if she was wet enough, and then the treatment would go on for several more minutes.

Finally, the rope would rear back- and THRUST itself deep into Hecate, pushing itself as deep as it would go, until it tapped against the back of her juicy slit. The ropes began to move in a slow pattern, squeezing, tugging, and thrusting either all together, or at different intervals, the demon taking its time with the young girl. The fibers of the rope caressed the inner walls of her flower, trying to drive every muscle and fiber of her body into a frenzy.

Finally, the demon began to speed its treatment of Hecate, squeezing and thrusting in a rythym to drive her wild, exploiting everything it knew about what made her squirm, jerk, moan and scream in her suspension.

It went faster, and faster, the rope rubbing against Hecate's body, clutching her nice and tight and close- the rope in her flower thrusting, pushing hard, fast, deep, bangingagainst her cervix- until it plowed into her with a mighty thrust, and squeezed her tighter than it had before.

She could feel the ropes around her squirming and growing warmer, feeling the rope warm until a gusher of semen erupted inside of her, blasting several long, hard squirts of its cum deep inside Hecate's worked flower. It would eventually pull the rope out, and squirt more of its semen all over her, splattering the young woman's face, breasts, legs, back and rear with plenty of thick, sticky seed. It would simply let her hang there, completely covered in cum, hanging from the ceiling- as if to show off its trophy, the woman it had entangled and pleasured like nothing that she had felt before.

After another few minutes, the rope would getly lower her to the floor, loosening the knots and allowing her body to rest in a somewhat soft bed of rope coils on the floor of the shed. The demon itself would curls up next to her chest, nuzzling against the squeezed, cum-covered orbs as it bedded down for a nap.

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Hecate 5/5 FP, 0/10 AP

Pregnancy Check = not pregnant

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Hecate stayed still for as long as she could, tilting her head slightly as the creature regarder her and her it, smiling as the moment lingered before the rope decided that it was time to enjoy it's willing catch and got right to it.

She gasped as the soft rope flew underneath her clothing, pulling the tattered remnants from her body as it pulled her arms behind her, forcing her chest out a little as the intricate knots and patterns of a karada took shape, the rope gliding across her exposed flesh driving her lust to soaring heights as she squirmed and moaned softly. She wondered what it was doing as the rope wrapped and knotted around a ceiling beam and bound her chest as well as her arms, firmly and completely securing its prize lest she have a change of heart. Far from it, Hecate tugged and pulled at the ropes playfully, moaning again and gasping as the ropes above her came low and revealed it's intentions, pulling her legs apart and drawing her into the air, her body on display to anyone with eyes as she hung there helplessly, unable to do more then twist her arms a little against the rope as she hung there, well and truly trapped now.

After a few minutes of just squirming in the air, she felt the rope contract around her chest, forcing a soft gasp from her lips as she shuddered, not sure how to react to the rough treatment, her chest a little sensitive given the situation as it continued to try and entice her, the contractions and the rope carressing her exposed flesh along her face and thighs making her shudder and moan softly, unable to retaliate against the teasing as Hecate continued to be excited by the helplessness.

She arched against the ropes powerfully as she felt the rope slowly spread her folds to the open air, teasing her, toying with her however it liked before holding her flower open to anything and everything, small filaments tugging on her nipples and jewel, making her shake and writhe in pleasure, bucking against the rope as she tossed her head from side to side, growing wet quickly until she was practically begging for something, anything, as long as the damn thing let her have her release, her body quivering and sweating within it's bonds as the rope literally tortured her.

When it finally teased her spread flower, a length of coiled rope pressing at her, she bucked and thought her torment had come to end, only to groan in frustration as the demon continued to tease her, disbelieving that she could be this aroused, and completely unable to act on it, her hips bucking and squirming against it, practically begging until it finally shoved itself deep into her shaking body, her tunnel spasming around it as she came, Hard.

Tossing her head back and screaming in bliss, her inner walls rippling around the length as it drove straight to her core, Hecate's hips tried to match it's rythmn, only to have the small filaments return to their teasing, the rope working her entire body as she crashed from one climax into the next, her juices soaking into the rope as each orgasm was closer to the last, her body soon nearing the point of exhaustion.

Feeling the rope grow warm, she had no idea what to expect next, until she felt heat flood her womb, making her literally thrash and pull against her bindings as she hit her hardest peak of the moment, her body trapped at the height of bliss as she howled in pleasure, her hips bucking against it powerfully, the act of covering her in it's seed as it pulled free only greeted with a hungry and tired moan, welcoming the treatment after such an impressive tumble wth the possessed rope.

Hanging there, panting like a trophy, displayed as some kind of example, Hecate's eyelids began to droop in the after glow until she was gently lowered into the coils of rope, more comfortably bound, but still trapped and covered in cum as the demon cuddled with her and she faded from consciousness, the affair taxing enough to see her asleep in moments...
 
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Perception: Rope Demon (18) vs. ????? (16) passed!

A short time later, the rope demon would awaken first, and begin nudging at Hecate's cheek, trying to awaken her. It wasn't the hard nudge that said "Get up or I'm going to dump water on you, but it was more than the gentle caress of a lover's hand on the face. If she didn't wake up, it would start rustling around in some of the discarded gear, attempting to wake her and draw attention to the door, which was opened just a crack.
 
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Hecate woke slowly, giggling at the friendly coil of possessed rope. "Well that was fun" she said still chuckling, wondering what was the matter as she looked towards the cracked door, and if nothing was bearing down on her, the discarded gear, wondering if there was anything useful to be found.

Offering her hand to the rope she wondered if it would stay. It seemed friendly enough now that she wasn't throwing rocks at it, and honestly that was probably for the best considering she wasn't really sure how to beat a living rope in a fist fight...
 
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The shed was old, dusty, and full of junk- but it was still somewhat useful. The uniforms were old, dusty, and had a very musty odor, but they'd suffice to cover her up if she wanted to cover up. There were both breeches and tunics, in a pale yellow color with green accents. There wasn't any trace of footwear, however.

There was even a little surprise in the clothing- a small knife, not in the best shape, but still sharp, had been hidden among the folds of the tunics.

The rest of the supplies consisted of the rope that littered the floor, none more of which moved, and the barrels that sat there.

The rope demon, during all this, was now attempting to crawl up Hecate's leg. It seemed that it had taken a liking to the young martial artist, and wanted to stay with her.

From outside, however, a loud scuffling could be heard, and then sounds of something scraping against the ground as it began to move away, across the parade ground, as the sound would gradually get softer and softer.

If you use the knife in combat, it'll give you +1 to your rolls. Alternatively, you can throw it at an enemy, which will get you a one-time bonus of +2, but it'll break the knife (that blade's none too strong).

The rope demon has decided that it can't just abandon a potential mate like Hecate, and also wants to travel with you. This can take one of two possible forms: She can wear the demon like a piece of armor (especially if she'd like to walk around in a rope harness that has a 10% chance per post of giving her 1 AP damage (she seemed to really, really, REALLY like the suspension play), she'll be able to use the demon's 3 FP as her own. If she ever takes more than 3 FP, however, the demon will crumble to pieces and die, and go back down to the 5 FP she had before.

Alternatively, she could keep the rope demon as a "companion"- it'll attack who she wants it to attack, though it'll die from damage if it takes enough. It might also mean from time to time that its desire for Hecate might outweigh its good sense, and it might try to take advantage of her if her AP reaches 7 or higher. Your choice on which form you want.
 
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Hecate got dressed in the first uniform that would fit her, inspecting the knife carefully and testing the edge before folding it away again, looking down at the rope demon as it coiled up her leg, causing her to shiver a little and bite her lip before shaking her head and focusing as her ears picked up the sound of something... something Big.

Edging carefully to the door, Hecate peeked out, wondering what the hell was making the noise, and letting the rope demon stay with her, although where it was going or how it would stay with her were questions yet to be answered. Having a coil of soft rope twining up your leg was a tad distracting...

Giving in to her own nature regarding rope, she stopped it with a hand. "You can ride on me, I could use the help" She said after a moment, letting it wrap up her body as it liked, wondering what having a demon for a friend would be like and finding the idea of letting living rope ride around on her entirely too delicious to pass up.

She'll wear it as armour for now, because yes, Bondage is her main kink, she loves it. and as for her arousal, I don't see why it wouldn't have a little fun if she was particularly hot and bothered even as armour, it's still a demon :p
 
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