Vaan and company had managed to work their way through the Southern Sluiceway and the rather tough battle against the flaming stallion, Firemane in the Overflow the party suddenly found themselves surrounded by Imperial Troops and Lord Vayne. Finding themselves in no position to mount a counter attack as there were just too many soldiers in too many advantageous positions the party are lead away in chains to the Nablina Dungeons.
Along the way, the party's items and weapons were taken as well of course. Wouldn't be proper or very bright to lock them in a dungeon with everything they'd need to get out. They were also separated, well most atleast. One of the generals, a Hume man named Saphon had the viera Fran locked in another section of the dungeon. You see, Saphon was not like a lot of his counterparts in the Imperial forces. Saphon was a little more ambitious and resourceful. This was recognized as he'd been given his own unit. A small one, but a capable unit he'd whipped into shape to be quite formidable. The Imperial general had taken an interest in the viera when he'd seen they had one among the group of rebels. He'd requested to take care of this particular prisoner as he had "special" intentions for her.
"So that's one of those Viera?" One of his soldiers, Malloc questioned as he joined Saphon who was watching as Fran was lead to the special prison that was made primarily for those who could use magic. The magicite there sapped their energies preventing them from drawing upon enough to cast even the simplest of spells.
"Yes, quite a beauty wouldn't you say?" Saphon murmured, his eyes lingering over the smooth, graceful curves and smooth dark skin. Her hips swayed slowly as she walked with that natural grace he'd always seen her kind have on the rare occasion he did see them. They weren't terribly common as they rarely ventured outside of their secluded havens. But he'd always desired capturing one of them, and now the perfect opportunity had practically dropped into his lap. Turning to Malloc he'd think a moment before coming up with a plan. "Malloc, the bounty hunters we captured would certainly love to have an opportunity to take a swing at that sky pirate, Balthier and his friend. Have them taken to the pit so that they can better get to know one another."
"Understood sir." Malloc went to take care of Saphon's request as he looked over Fran.
"Meanwhile, me and some of my men are going to get to know this one." He said, already feeling his cock harden under his armor at the thoughts of what he wanted to do to that lovely ass of her's while he watched her.
Along the way, the party's items and weapons were taken as well of course. Wouldn't be proper or very bright to lock them in a dungeon with everything they'd need to get out. They were also separated, well most atleast. One of the generals, a Hume man named Saphon had the viera Fran locked in another section of the dungeon. You see, Saphon was not like a lot of his counterparts in the Imperial forces. Saphon was a little more ambitious and resourceful. This was recognized as he'd been given his own unit. A small one, but a capable unit he'd whipped into shape to be quite formidable. The Imperial general had taken an interest in the viera when he'd seen they had one among the group of rebels. He'd requested to take care of this particular prisoner as he had "special" intentions for her.
"So that's one of those Viera?" One of his soldiers, Malloc questioned as he joined Saphon who was watching as Fran was lead to the special prison that was made primarily for those who could use magic. The magicite there sapped their energies preventing them from drawing upon enough to cast even the simplest of spells.
"Yes, quite a beauty wouldn't you say?" Saphon murmured, his eyes lingering over the smooth, graceful curves and smooth dark skin. Her hips swayed slowly as she walked with that natural grace he'd always seen her kind have on the rare occasion he did see them. They weren't terribly common as they rarely ventured outside of their secluded havens. But he'd always desired capturing one of them, and now the perfect opportunity had practically dropped into his lap. Turning to Malloc he'd think a moment before coming up with a plan. "Malloc, the bounty hunters we captured would certainly love to have an opportunity to take a swing at that sky pirate, Balthier and his friend. Have them taken to the pit so that they can better get to know one another."
"Understood sir." Malloc went to take care of Saphon's request as he looked over Fran.
"Meanwhile, me and some of my men are going to get to know this one." He said, already feeling his cock harden under his armor at the thoughts of what he wanted to do to that lovely ass of her's while he watched her.