A hand on her hip, one tangle up in the mass of her long blond locks she found that he was quite firm and ready for this as she had no idea of his desire. How he wanted her since first seeing her long ago though he was never more than a face in the background until now.

The aphrodisiac had nothing to do with the firmness that he sported now, his hips sliding back and forth against her, their bodies clapping together heatidly as he ran kisses down the side of her neck groaning at the way that she gripped him tightly in her sheath.

His grip on her hair tightened, his tempo increasing as he plunged back into her, each thrust met by an audible slurping sound. "Oh Nell ... Nell ... you feel so good against me."

Nell only panted and moaned in reply. The sawing of Serg's staff inside her was thrilling and she closed her eyes to savor the sensation of it. One of her hand slid over the hand on her hip that pulled her back into each delicious thrust. "OOoohh..."

When Serg began peppering her neck with kisses she let out a langished sigh and tilted her head to offer up more of her flesh to enterprise. Each kiss sending a shiver through her body and making her mouth water for more such delights. She pressed her body back against his a wriggled enticingly as she gave herself up to the passion of the moment.

She could hear Serg groaning behind her between licks and kisses to her neck, his whole body shivering as it was still recovering from his first orgasm. He was still sensitive, still shuddering now more against her as she wriggled against him. He began to press into her harder now, quicker knowing that he was now on borrowed time as he felt the tingling heat course over him ...

The fact that Serg's enjoyment of their current activity was so evident in his voice and in the touch of him body only delighted Nell more. She pushed back into his thrust and moaned eagerly when they start to come faster and harder. "Oh, yes!" She cried. If he continued at this pace then it wouldn't time long before he roused her into another breathtaking orgasm.

He kept coming at her faster then the last time, each thrust into her was quicker as he felt her wiggling against him, friction rushing over him with each stroke but he seemed urged on by her cries, his hold upon her tightening as he continued until at last he felt himself bursting in her folds once more, his length buried within her holding himself deeply within her as he throbbed violently inside her ...

Nell tightened her grip on Serg's hand on her hip as she felt him cumming inside her again. She odd sensation of his warm seed filling her insides triggered her own shuddering orgasm that caused her to collapse back into him. "Oh Serg!!" She leaned her head back and with her free hand she turned the handsome grooms face towards hers so she could kiss him. The taste of his lips adding to the intense pleasure of her wonderful climax.

As she pressed back against him his hands slid around her to grip her breasts giving them a squeeze as their lips eagerly met one another's. His drugged lips moved against her own, tasting her own against his before they broke that kiss.

Serg was still embedded in her, his firm shaft throbbing as more and more of his essence leaked out into her, a tingle rushing up and down his spine as he held her close to himself.

Surprisingly Wilhelm had not stirred, he was heavily breathing in the same spot that they had left him in on the floor.

"What is your command now, princess?"

(I'm just gonna assuming there probably wasn't enough of the drug left of his lips to have too great an effect on her and save us some unnecessary complications.)

Nell let out a sigh of immense satisfaction once they broke off their kiss. Her lips tingled slightly from the after taste of the drugged wine on Serg's lips but aside from that she felt fine. Better than fine actually. "Oh, does it always feel like that? I wouldn't have been so afraid of it if I knew it could feel so wonderful..." She said, smiling contently as she rested back against Serg's body. His pleasure bringing shaft still inside her. "Though, I suspect it was probably my partner that made it so enjoyable."

She glanced down at the still form of Wilhelm and frowned. Certainly her first time would not have been so pleasant if it had been his selfish rod that had penetrated her. And if Prince Vek still meant to take his anger out on her once they brought him Wilhelm's body... Her heart tightened in her chest. What sort of lover would he be? She hoped she wouldn't have to find out... "I suppose we should check to see if he still has a pulse... If he doesn't then we'll have so difficult choices to make."

"With the right partner ..." Serg answered though as her attention returned back to Wilhelm he glanced that way, looking at the prone body of the man for a second or so before his shaft slide out of her accompanied by a soft groan as he did so.

He fixed his attire next then moved toward the body examining Wilhelm in detail now that he no longer had the drug surging through him, or at least he had but it was a lesser extent of the aphrodisiac that he could think with.

"We're good, he's still breathing." Serg said after a brief examination. There were no broken bones that he could determine, no change in breathing either though by the sound of it Wilhelm was going to be out for awhile.

"Oh thank god!" Nell let out a huge sigh of relief and collapsed to her knees. A huge weight had been lifted off of her. "We should... umm... tie him up then. I don't want to risk another altercation with him. And then... I suppose we should sneak out with him." She looked around uncertainly. Her eyes traveled to the window and she wondered if they might be able to use that to get the Wilhelm's body out. They certainly couldn't drag him unconscious through back through the pub to their wagon outside. And what would they use to restrain him? The bed sheets?

"I would say we should rest first but..." She rose shakily to her feet and tried to fend off the exhaustion she'd been fighting since this ordeal had started. It wasn't over yet. Just a bit further and then it would all be over and then she could sleep for a week if she wanted. She crossed to the bed and started stripping the sheets from it. "That bastard Iago knew what Wilhelm was attempting to do in here... I'm not sure I feel safe staying here over night."

"Iago seems to be a snake, he was obviously paid off enough by Wilhelm where he would not turn him over to Vek's men," he assisted with the sheets and spoke while he used them to tie up the unconscious body on the floor.

"So it seems likely that he wouldn't let anyone take off with his meal ticket, especially if he was willing to turn a blind eye to things going on here. Still we'd have to figure out how to sneak out with him, where on the second floor so we can't simply cast him out a window, maybe we could lower him down somehow?"

While Serg tied up the villain on the floor Nell busied herself with getting dressed again. The front of her dress was badly torn but it would have to do for now. It was at least better than walking around naked. While she did all this she listened carefully to Serg and pondered what to do next. "Well, lowering him down would be easy if we had some rope... If we could get some more bedsheets we could use those to lower him down. We did rent two rooms from the inn. Are they close? We could go steal the sheets from those rooms and use them. What do you think?"

"I think that's a plan. The rooms are close enough and while I doubt Wilhelm will be much of a threat it's probably best that I stay here and watch him while you do that." Serg paused as he looked over her. "On second thought, perhaps I should do that, I'd draw less attention then you presently."

"Umm... Yes, I would have to agree." She replied as she hastily covered her exposed chest with her arms and colored with embarrassment. "Don't worry about Wilhelm. He's tied up and unconcious. I doubt he'll cause any trouble."

Serg nodded, then slipped out of the room. While he had been gone Wilhelm groaned out in distress, possibly pain though did not come to. Serg had not wasted too much time, he returned with an arm load of sheets and closed the door to the room behind him with the heel of his foot.

"Good thing I went, I saw Iago near the front of the building at the base of the stairs talking to one of the patrons. I'm fairly sure he did not notice me, or at least showed no signs of it."

He went to work tying the sheets together, knotting them then tugging against each to ensure that they would not slip loose. When he got a fair number done he tied one end to the post of the bed, opened the window and tossed the other end out to see how far it would reach. It did not quiet reach the ground but it's length seemed adequate enough for Serg's tastes as he nodded and drew the sheet up into the window.

"Probably best to leave this way too, Iago would be nonethewiser for some time."