This tale takes place, where all good tales tend to, in a tavern. More so in the back of this place, where giggling could be heard. Looking into the back, one could see an array of beings, all kinds of race types and genders. In the middle of them all was a man, who was deep blue skinned, with bright blue freckles upon his flesh. Those red hues just sparkling in delight, leaning into a woman and nibbles at her neck, being mindful of his horns. Looking much like rams horns, his long wavy black hair a mess, while a male behind him was having fun tormenting the devil boys tail. This group exploring their hedonistic ways in the back of the tavern, sounds starting to erupt for others to hear. Thats when the owner came in to bust up the heathens "HEY! HEY! THIS IS A TAVERN NOT A WHORE HOUSE! Now get out!" smacking the group around with a broom, but was really going after the devil boy, knowing it was his doing. The bard had always been a thorn in most sides, with his constant flirting and trying to seduce everything.
The blue devil boy moving to dodge, trying to buckle up his pants, while his shirt hangs off his shoulder. The tavern owner throwing his boots at him, as he rushed the man out. The owner was already pretty intimidating looking anyways, he was an orc and his green skin was adorn with many scars. A tale to say he was probably an adventure before owning a tavern. The devil boy was half laughing as he spoke grabbing his lute "Oh come now. There was room for you. I embrace beings of all race." The tavern own scoffs "you'd fuck the dead if you had the chance filth." smacking the man on the head as he finally scurried out of the tavern "Come on now...a bard must have a place to play." The owner stared at him from the door "Yes play music, not the flesh flute heathen. If you were to do this in the room as I told you to rent, you not be kicked out where you are now. However you can't listen and you try to screw everything, you are too much to handle. Now go!" moving back inside.
furrowing his brows, the teifling bard would move on. He wandered the town, seeing a library, figure maybe he could go in and find someone in there. He hadn't had such a risk there yet, so he moved in. Looking at the counter he saw a tall being with pale skin that had silver shimmer. Teldar was checking in all the books that had been returned.They looked up and saw the devil boy, slight interest pop on their face.However they went back to their job, as the teifling moved off and was looking through the aisle. He spot a beautiful woman, she look to be an elf. So he would smoothly move closer to her, pretending to be checking through the books. She had a interesting book in her hand, the way it looked, it look old and unique.However the bard care not for that, he was interested in the unique being that held it.He leans into be close to her ear, knowing how sensitive they are to elves "Mmm you know I could read that for you. We could cuddle and I could whisk you with my music." purring into her ear. It did have an effect as she blushed and bit her lip, she seen the teifling around.He had a reputation after all, she glance at him "Oh but I must really keep to my studies." Although her body language already read into him.
The teifling was cunning on this and leans to slowly pin her to the shelf "Oh you can still study, I could help you. I am a teacher of the body." he snicker some. The elf would shh him "If the owner finds you..they might not be so kind." which just caused a little moan to come out the bards lips into her ear "I so do love punishment."the elf shivered some and says "I...oh I don't think you like theirs." the the bard just smirks and took the book out of her hand and let it drop the ground. Making out with her now, as this teifling had absolutely no shame.
Teldar was gathering some books and went to put them up.They had their own special system as to how things were to be and go in their library. Moving around as each book was put up, Teldar so loved collecting them, its why they open a library, they had so many. Figure why not, even did trades and sells of books. They were more into gathering rare books, which they had to put up one. It was the last book in their hand, as they move to the section of rare books, they heard sounds. They knew the sounds, it was of lust and well not sounds that should be in a library. Even though it sounded as if they were trying to muffle, Teldar was not amused at all. They came up to the aisle and saw the sinful act in their library. It wasn't the act itself that truly infuriated Teldar. It was the fact that they had done so on a rare book that got destroyed in the process,Teldar cleared their throat. Which the two looked up, the elf scream some and shoved the bard off.Gathering herself and things and ran fast, however the bard being the lewd thing he was.Leans back against the shelf and says "Heard my skills eh? Came to have a go yourself?" However Teldar spoke words and in a instant the Teifling was bound and chained in magic. Blinking some as he looked at the being and would moan some "Ohh I do love a good restraint" Teldar however picked up the destroyed book that was, covered in fluids. The words ruined and running on the pages,there was pages everywhere on the floor. Teldar's eyebrow twitched lightly, as they moved to the teifling and put their hand under the bards chin "Name." Teldar demands.
The teifling stared at them and could tell that this was not a happy being, he then thought a moment. Since they knew magic, he wasn't about to give his real name. So he glance around a moment and then says "Zantro.." that seem good, yes. However Teldar stared at him with a blank expression "Thats a lie." they told him. "Doesn't matter." they used their nail to cut along Zantro jaw line,taking the blood into their fingers. Zantro raised a brow "So you are sadistic...I can dig it. I am into many things." grinning. However Teldar didn't respond, instead they drew into the teiflings chest with the blood. It then burned and made itself a mark upon his flesh, causing Zantro to cry out and yet still managed to enjoy this. Teldar then spoke in a soft sweet tone "I own you now heathen. That book you wrecked carelessly was rare one of a kind. You couldn't even possibly know what I went through to get it. So you will pay me back for it, since I doubt you have enough for such, I am going to make you work it off. Not in a sexual manner either, you will work in this library. Also if I catch you ever fucking in my aisles on my books, I will add to how long you will stay. You may never leave this building, I will teach you respect for the books boy." Zantro blinks at them "Wait what?" Teldar reached and grabbed the lute "This looks important to you." Zantro pulled at the magic chains " WAIT!" Teldar lightly smirks "It is.A bard is nothing without his instrument, well I will keep this as well. Atleast till you repay your crime and debt." Looking Zantro over, they wave a hand and walk off. Making the Chains tug the teifling behind them. Now at the desk, Teldar position Zantro beside the desk "You will stay here for now, so others see what happens when they fuck in my library."
Zantro raised a brow "You are into some really kinky stuff you know."Teldar rolled their eyes "While I am sure you will enjoy the humiliation, this is a message for others." Zantro gave a teasing moan to them and struggled at the magic chains some. Teldar though went right back to work "Please...you are not as good as you think. You couldn't even begin to fill my needs boy...now be good and just suffer there." moving away. Zantro watched, but realized the weight of everything that happen.He look at the exit and realized he was truly trapped here. He could see the faint barrier now with the mark on him, he sighs and wasn't sure how long this plight would be.He hope it wouldn't be boring atleast, he hated to be bored.
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