A worthy adversary turned upon being hit with Folkvar’s axe and fell a top of it, ripping it from his hands. Deprived of his weapon, he lunged at th... next attacker wrestling away a spear and turning it on its previous owner. The din and clamor of weapons over the war-cries filled the air amid the steam rising from the freshly bloodied wounds of the dying. A towering hulk of a man with red locks and a full beard brought his sword down on the unarmed Folkvar with a terrible force from overhead.. "I had already turned and began to leave at that point. Lance dashed around the weight bench and intercepted me just a few feet from the door. He reached out with his left hand and put three fingers on my sternum."No, no, no, no, no. You gotta live up to your end of the bargain. Get over there, get on your knees and give my little bro his prize."I don't know what made me think I could actually physically do something to prevent this. But, I grabbed Lance's wrist to try and push him aside. Lance. A simple leather strap, with a ring. I return to Grace, grab her hair to yank her head up, and start strapping the gag around her head. I force her jaw open wide, and put the ring in her mouth, her teeth clamping down onto rubber coating the metal ring. I tighten the strap and she yelps in pain for a second. Her eyes wide and filled with tears. Her mouth now forced wide open into an "O" shape. "Just so you can't bite me when I do this." I stand on the bed straddling her, crouching down a bit in. "***"What's the matter, Hank sweetie?" cooed the girl sexily as she slidboth arms around his waist. "I really won't bite you, you know. Ordo you want me to bite you?" She grinned, showing her perfect teeth,then tightened her embrace. "Or maybe it's just that you're simplyfrightened of me. Or could it be even more sinister? Don't you likegirls all that much, dear Hank?" I like girls just fine, Sheila. That's just not what I worries me atall," Hank answered nervously, as he continued staring at.