Alynia shuddered at the variety of bondage equipment in the dark suppy closet where she was waiting hoping that Oberron would return soon. Thankfully just as she was thinking this he opened to door.

She had been rather silent for their entire trip, only nodding or shaking her head in response. It was either because she had the wits to remain quiet or she was just to scared to speak; nevertheless after hearing such a problem caused Alynia to sigh. She laughed softly at their forgetfulness. It really was something that both of them should've thought of earlier.

"Well, I guess the only thing we can do is to peer into all of the rooms." Alynia made a mental prayer that Kim was not in the room the guard was occupying. "We've made it so far already, it would be very disappointing if we decide to turn back now." Alynia was quiet for a second. "Why don't we check the cells furthest away from the sleeping one first." she whispered thinking it would be best to stay clear of guards as long as possible.

And with that Alynia slowly creaked open the storage room door, checking both ways that the coast was clear before casually walking out of the small space holding open the door for Oberron to follow.

"Agreed, it would." As Alinya crept out of the room the corridor that they were heading down lead into a guard room. A man slept at a desk, his feet on it, his chair on it's back legs as it leaned heavily against the wall. He had a sword strapped to his belt and there was the remains of a meal on a tray and a wine bottle along with an empty goblet.

Beyond him the corridor continued. It was dimly lit by torches and while she took care in sneaking past the guard he did steer and nearly wake or was that just her imagination.

Now the corridor beyond had six cells either side of the corridor. The third door on the left had shrieks and grunts coming from it and had been marked by a sword leaning up against the wall. So far it had been as Oberron had reported as she made her way to the end of the corridor.

There were covered eye slits at each cell to high for Oberron but not so high that Alyina could use them to peek into each room. Of course visibility was poor as she opened the first and she couldn't spot anyone within it. Maybe there had been no one there or she didn't see anything at all.

At the bottom of each door locked on this side by a simple bolt lock was a hinge at the bottom of the door so that food could be slide into the cell without having the need to open it.

"What do you see?" Oberron asked since he could not see for himself.

Alynia peered at the sleeping guard as she and Oberron tip tied past him. She looked at his half eaten dinner. Noting that he had drank a great deal of wine, Alynia was trying to decide whether that was a good thing or a bad thing while walking down the hallway, working hard to ignore the coarse high pitched cries as well as the sexual groans coming out of the door with the sword leaned beside it. She still shuddered noticeably walking by the doorway.

Standing outside the furthest door to the right away from the guard station Alynia held her breath as she looked into the cell. She let out her breath, which she hadnt realized she was holding as she realized she didn't see anyone. Standing on her tip toes, her eyes flicked from left to right scanning the dark cell just to make sure.

"I don't see anyone." Alynia whispered before taking soft steps to the door across the corridor. She slid open the eye slit stopping sharply as it squeaked sharply, the air was tense for a few seconds. After Alynia decided that no one had heard her she opened it the rest of the way. Looking inside she recognized the sillouette of a girl sleeping on the cement slab Alynia assumed was a rather uncomfortable bed. Alynia could barely see but she could see enough that the girl's hair was a dark color, not the fiery red she was looking for. To her horror she also realized the girl was naked.

"Not her." Alynia told Oberron with a hard voice before moving on quietly to the next door. She felt that it was almost unfair comparing the treatment she was receiving with the conditions these girls were living with.

She manuevered to the third door, pondering her status and that of the prisoners here. It might not be right, she was lucky in that her father had chased off the boys that were getting to close, either her condition could have been the same as.

One cell seemed empty and unless someone else was now in it she knew that her old cell was likely to be empty now too. She looked into the third cell as she drew back the bolt, her eyes straining in the dark as she looked into the cell.

Alyina saw nothing at first though she heard movement and saw that the occupant of this cell was pacing. It was hard determining color down here since she only had the torch light on her side of the door to see by but she could tell that the figure here was looking at the slit of light that appeared now, that dim light had to be intense to someone cast in total darkness.

The figure still paced slowly back and forth, studying her before she realized that this was another prisoner that she had not known. At least this one had clothes though they were tattered. Fourth time the charm? When she looked into the fourth cell the occupant noticed the increase in light though she moved closer after a second. The dark shape becoming easier to see.

"Alyina? Is that you?" The voice recognizeable as Kim's and Alyina could see that she was no longer in her school uniform but older tattered looking clothes. Her red hair had streaks of filth in it too. "It is you. How'd you get out?" She was close to the door now, pressed against it as she peered out, a grin on her features as she confirmed who it was.

She manuevered to the third door, pondering her status and that of the prisoners here. It might not be right, she was lucky in that her father had chased off the boys that were getting to close, either her condition could have been the same as.

One cell seemed empty and unless someone else was now in it she knew that her old cell was likely to be empty now too. She looked into the third cell as she drew back the bolt, her eyes straining in the dark as she looked into the cell.

Alyina saw nothing at first though she heard movement and saw that the occupant of this cell was pacing. It was hard determining color down here since she only had the torch light on her side of the door to see by but she could tell that the figure here was looking at the slit of light that appeared now, that dim light had to be intense to someone cast in total darkness.

The figure still paced slowly back and forth, studying her before she realized that this was another prisoner that she had not known. At least this one had clothes though they were tattered. Fourth time the charm? When she looked into the fourth cell the occupant noticed the increase in light though she moved closer after a second. The dark shape becoming easier to see.

"Alyina? Is that you?" The voice recognizeable as Kim's and Alyina could see that she was no longer in her school uniform but older tattered looking clothes. Her red hair had streaks of filth in it too. "It is you. How'd you get out?" She was close to the door now, pressed against it as she peered out, a grin on her features as she confirmed who it was.

Alynia's smile grew as she realized it was Kim. She let out a small sigh of relief and turned to Oberron. "It's her." She confirmed before turning back to face her friend. "You would not believe what I had to go through to find you!"

She exhaled quietly with an exasperated smile so thankful to see that Kim, though dirty, seemed alright. "Never mind that. I'm being kept in a tower upstairs. A friend helped me get out." Alynia explained briefly motioning down to Oberron.

"Are you alright? Are you hurt?" Alynia asked rather suddenly. Her face lit with the flickering torch light was filled with concern. "Look, I doubt I can stay for long..."

She leaned down to whisper to Oberron, "Would it be alright to give her some food. She must be starving." Alynia asked quietly hoping that it wasn't too much.

Kim's gaze flickered down to Oberron and there was something in her eyes, not fear Alyina could determine but recognition.

"I know you, you were the one that was saying that the group of us brought in were all jaded."

Oberron nodded. "It is true ... you can say I have my ways." To Alyina he nodded at her request, his eyes closing for a second. He had already expended a good deal of energy, that's how depleted he was these das so conjuring up some food from the kitchen took a little more effort. A basket of rolls appeared floating in the air and a half drunk bottle of wine, the same food and drink that they had earlier. It was clear that he didn't create things just summoned them to him.

He took them from the air, set them upon the floor, opened the hinge and passed them inside to Kim. "Eat our fill quickly it will not linger here for long my powers are waning."

Then he turned to Alina as down the hall there came the sound of weeping and the guard degraded the prisoner there. They could not tell what was being said though from the tone it was probably something nasty.

Oberron tugged on the botttom of her dress to get her attention. "It seems that we are about out of time."

Alynia nodded in agreement, she turned back to Kim. "You heard him, I got to go. I don't know if I'll be able to see you tomorrow, but I'll try..." she stated giving her friend one last reassuring smile before sliding close the small gap of a window that they had been talking through.

She turned back to Oberron with a small smile, delighted at having succeeded in their goal. But her joy didn't last very long as she concentrated her mind on making it back to her single roomed tower without anyone ever realizing she had left. This task, Alynia realized, would be much more difficult than getting in. The guard, who seemed to be finished with the prisoner, was surely going to be heading back to the guard station. Unfortunately the purposeful location of the station allowed the guards to easily see anyone who is entering or exiting the dungeon.

"I don't suppose there's another exit?" Alynia leaned down to whisper quietly fighting the panic out of her voice. Turning her head slightly she counted her options silently in her head. One option was to go to the other end of the corridor where the guards could surely not see them, but at the same time they would have no way out unless they were to wait for both guard to doze off. They could also make for the exit hoping that they would make it before the guard exited the prisoner's cell.

What ever their means of escape that had to act quickly. Surely there was only a few moments before the door of the occupied cell opened and the guard turned his head to catch them both. Alynia shuddered not wanting to think what would happen if they were caught. Alynia suddenly decided her second plan was better, truthfully she just wanted to get out of the horrible dungeon. "Let's go" She whispered grabbing Oberron's hand to pull him along, more as to comfort her than him. As they walked with a quick but relativley soft pace, she silently hoped that the guard with his half eaten meal was still sound asleep on he job.

"I'm afraid not, I once had the power to transport myself between mirrors though that does us little good now." That was a power he might still be capable of repossing someday though not at this instant. At best he might be able to filch the key to a cell though he had no real power of creating objects just transporting them and an important item might be noticed. It was a risk unlocking the tower though not much of one since he figured that she would be forgotten about until the time of the sacrifice and thus the key to the tower was probably not in someone's possession like a jailor's key.

He felt the warmth of her hand though as she seized his prompting him onward. They moved down the corridor with rapid steps hoping to get out of here before discovery,

No such luck, for as they passed the occupied cell it opened and they were right in front of the disheveled guard as he stepped out of the darkness into the corridor. He was shocked to see anyone, though his hand instinctively went to his scabbard only to find that his sword had been a few feet away resting against the wall.

"Halt!" he cried, and Alyina could see that he was very familar. He lacked a bandage on his arm now, probably healed by Sable though he was the man that she saw in the woods, the man that attacked her and the hunter. Despite being unarmed he grinned at her, though was he sated already? The hungry look in his eyes told her otherwise.

At first Alynia was shocked, not to mention fear stricken. Her insides were shaking like a leaf, her mind hazed with sudden panic as the inevitable happened. The guard had prompt walked out of the cell just as they were about to pass, successfully blocking their path to freedom. Now he was eyeing the two, one more than the other, with interest that made Alynia feel rather uncomfortable. She examined the guard hoping he would be atleast a little tired from his late night activities, but it seemed that she was wrong. Along with hungry eyes, an all too familar amused smirk was stretched across his lips as he realized who he was facing.

Then Alynia let out a small tense breath as she willed herself to remain calm. Her grip on Oberron's hand tightened to steel herself against the situation before them. Suddenly, as if out of the blue, Alynia put on a polite smile. Radiant with coridallity completely prepared to attempt to talk out of this. But since her mind was still blank, she said the first phrase she thought of. Working hard to appear that she had done nothing outside the rules, she stated what used to be her safe line back when she was living in her family's mansion. "Is there something I can help you with?"

Surely there was still a lingering chance for Alynia to make it out of the dungeon untouched as she was before.

The guard closed but did not lock the door behind him for he did not wish to take his eyes from the pair. He stepped to his right, his hand reaching down so that his fingers coiled over the hilt of the sword though he did not bring it up in a threatening way.

Aw, how they must have looked, two lovers holding hands. His smirk broadened at her words though then like a striking snake he lashed out with a boot catching Oberron in the forehead and driving him back and to the floor.

"Why yes, yes there is," he lunged forward at her then driving her back into the opposite door that he had just left. Her body thunking against the wooden frame though this close to him their was no mistaking the sizeable bulge beneath his pants as he pressed up against her.

The sword clattered noisely to the floor as he needed both hands her to assist him, one grabbing his hip and holding her in place the other cupping and squeezing one of her precious breasts finding in nice and firm. He seemed determined to pick up where they once left off.

Her first cry of protest was when the guard kicked Oberron down. In the breif moment when Alynia was wondering if he was unconscious she suddenly realized she had been shoved up the door that had been behind her.

"Ah! W-wait!" Alynia stuttered failing to keep the panic out of her voice as the guard began squeezing one of her firm orbs.

Her eyes flicked downward noticing the large growing appendage between his legs, her fear growing by the second. She whimpered trembling slightly. Being completely new to the experience, arousal was something new to her. She didn't understand what was happening to her as her chest was being played with

"Stop! You know Sable doesn't want you doing this!" she exclaimed wriggling her body trying to escape from his tight grasp.

He groaned softly as she moved wriggling against her as she struggled, in effect dry humping her now as his hand groped her breast. He was quiet thick now, already even after being recently sated or so she had hoped had been the case.

"The only thing Sable wants is to keep you a virgin, lucky for you but there are other things that can be done, lucky for me." He pressed the warmth of his lips against the side of her neck then licked against it before stepping back slightly before flipping her around so that her chest made contact with the door. She could feel that thickness pressed up against her ass now as a hand tore a slit up the side of her dress while the other held her hips as he pressed her against the door.

He slapped her ass with his hand, chuckled then tore at the side of her panties exposing herself. A moment later he had freed himself from his trousers and she could feel the warm thickness of his meat press against an ass cheek.

His voice was breathy and in her ear. "Don't worry this won't hurt ... much." She could feel him taking himself in hand as he glided down her rump moving to the crack of her ass and seeking out her anus.

"Nice and soft and I bet you're going to be so tight around me too."

“No! Stop! How are you sure you can do this?” Alynia exclaimed her voice cracking. She had hoped that this guard didn’t know that neither anal nor oral applied her sacrificial value, but that didn’t seem to be the case. Still, Alynia had run out of other options at this point. She cried out as a hand came into contact with her behind.

“Oh no, don’t please.” Alynia begged as she heard her dress rip. A hand of hers went down to try and stop his hands from continuing to rip the fabric.

“Are you positive this won’t get you in trouble? Or killed?” She continued trying to reason with him. She squeaked as she felt her panties being torn aside and squeezed her knees together in a pitiful attempt to block him.

She turned her head fearfully over her should watching him shift around, but couldn’t bear to watch. She snapped her head back around to face the sturdy but rough wooden door she was being pushed against. Blinking her eyes shut didn’t help, it only made the feeling of his thick appendage more prominent against her soft skin. Her breasts felt larger than normal being shoved into the door, feeling the rough texture of the door through her thin dress. A rather uncomfortable position for Alynia but she was sure that the guard thought differently.

He just chuckled, apparently he was well aware of the rules for it did not seem likely that he would draw the wrath of Sable upon herself. There was one good thing so far, the other guard had not come to investigate so he was likely past out.

The man behind her only chuckled against her feeble attempts as she felt his moist member press to her ass, slick already with the combined juices of what he had just done she could feel him pressing against her rear seeking admittance.

Then he halted, chuckling again against her ear taking delight in her torment. "That's right, bitch, scream for me."

Again she felt his member pressing against her, about to slip inside her when again he stopped, pressed against her back with no real power then fell away to the ground with his own blade between his shoulder blades. Had she really looked she would have seen that the thrust came at a downward angel as it thrusted upward into him the sword positioned in such a way that he was not able to scream.

Oberron cast a glance at the lifeless body then flickered his gaze toward her, his forehead was red from where the boot connected with him.

"Are you alright?" he asked, averting his eyes so she could staighten herself out. He used the time to filch the jailor's key, locked the cell they were in front of and then dragged the body to the empty cell unlocking it an putting him in there locking it after him. He then returned his attention to her, for a little guy he seemed to be quite strong.

"That should buy a little time, they won't find him right away," he snapped his fingers and a towel appeared in the corridor cleaning up the droplets of blood there as it moved by itself cleaning up any immediate evidence, of course when they found the body it would be clear what killed him it was more the fact that he didn't want to risk any immediate discover or suspicion on account of the blood tipping someone off.