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Yourperfectboy · May 13th, 15, 05:21 AM

He gave Tagged a weak smile and sighed "I'm still going to be sold....if I promise to do what I'm told can you take me out of this thing?" he asked looking at Sword-in-Deep.

longliveyaoi · May 13th, 15, 05:41 AM

Swords-In-Deep laughed "You're in luck. Turns out, after tomorrow we'll never need irons or spreaders in here ever again." Mo'Jundaro butted in "If, the caravan is as good as you say." Tagg, confused asks "Is there something I should know about?" Mo'Jundaro in a hushed voice replied "Not here, in the Chief's quarters only." As Swords and Mo'Jundaro turned to head toward the Chief's quarters, Tagg kneeled and kissed Daylin on his cheek.

Yourperfectboy · May 13th, 15, 05:50 AM

He smiled when Tagg kissed cheek "Ill see you later?" he couldn't wait to be out of this contraption. As he layed there he pushed all the cum out of his ass.

longliveyaoi · May 13th, 15, 06:19 AM

"Definitely my sexy elf." Tagg whispered before going off to join the Chief and First Scout. Upon entering, Swords was in the middle of gloating. "Almost ten years I've been in this business, thousands of chests looted, hundreds of slaves captured and sold. And tomorrow it'll only get better for us, a thousand-fold." He turned to Tagg. "I overheard a drunk Imperial thief talking about a Dunmer caravan that looted the famed Mzluncleft Dwarven Prison. The same Prison we found nearby those Falmer slaves for that Gideon contract." Swords went over to his desk and pulled out a collar made out of dwemer metal. "You remember we found this collar on that falmer? This is actually a device made to force prisoners into submission. Get it yet? These collars will replace iron chains and spreaders. Slaving will only require a quick fasten around the neck!" Mo'Jundaro spoke up[/b] "I'm skeptical as to how we know this caravan is carrying what you say. It could be gold or silver instead." Swords laughed, and set down the collar "Ah but I do know. The caravan is said to have a Thalmor Justicar escort. Now we know the Thlamor want many things, but since they have more prisons than cities, what more could they want from a Dwarven Prison?" Swords looked to Tagg "Tomorrow morning, the caravan will be crossing the bridge to Honningbrew Isle to restock and resupply. We'll hit them there, understood?" Tagg nodded, "understood." He left back toward Daylin.

Yourperfectboy · May 13th, 15, 06:28 AM

He layed there meditating to pass the time. He was greatful that not all the bandits were savages, Tagg seemed very nice. During his meditation he could hear voices but couldn't make out what was being said.

longliveyaoi · May 13th, 15, 06:35 AM

Returning to Daylin, Tagg kneeled down and whispered "Well the good news is tomorrow you'll be getting out of the spreader, the bad news is you'll be the first to wear a new control collar to keep you from escaping."

Yourperfectboy · May 13th, 15, 06:41 AM

He smiled when he saw Tagg. When he was told what was going to happen tomorrow he frowned, "Will it hurt?

longliveyaoi · May 13th, 15, 06:47 AM

"If you try to leave, or possibly use your magic, it may shock you. I'm not sure." Tagg replied, hoping the elf wouldn't get hurt if indeed that collars worked in that way.

Yourperfectboy · May 13th, 15, 06:55 AM

He looked into Tagg's eyes "Dont let them sell me.....I'll do what ever I'm told to do."

longliveyaoi · May 13th, 15, 07:04 AM

Tagg truly felt sorry for the cute young Bosmer, maybe there was something he could do. "If you become everybody's favorite toy, the chief may hold off on selling you for a long while." He reached up and rubbed Daylin's face. "That may mean appealing yourself to some of the Khajiit though."