Raiders Dungeon

Part X - Confessions

Horace Silver and his nagging wife Beulah made their way into Demons Rest pulled
by four rather studly male slaves.  They needed four because their combined
weight was too much for only two. As usual Beulah was talking.

"If I told you once Horace, I told you twice we needed to get to town. Now most
of the fun is over. But NOOOO you could not be rushed. Had to take your time,"
She continued to harangue him as they entered the town.

"BEULAH!" He shouted at her. "All you wanted to do was feel her titties. She's
still up there and you can still feel them."

"How dare you say that to me?" Beulah turned her head away. "Look Horace there's
that little pet of D'elle's. Oh, what's her name, theresa that's it. Look at
her, the little slut, running off with those four men to do heaven knows what. I
can't wait to see that bitch D'elle and tell her about the little slut."

Beulah sat back smugly now. She hated taking a back seat to D'elle in anything.
She had offered to look after the girl but Lord Frederick had refused flat out.
Such an insult it was. He had told her that she was not fit to care for his
slave. Not fit, how dare the man. He had told her she was not even fit to care
for the slugs in her yard. The girl was a slave for mercy sakes. Beulah fumed
her way to Murphy's D/s Pub just as Raider, D'elle, Lord Oak and Thomas burst
out the doors.

"Good heavens!" exclaimed Beulah, "You really must slow down."

"I don't have time for you now." I glared at her through clenched teeth. But she
would not move. "MOVE YOU FAT COW!"

"WELL! How dare you, you and that slut of yours theresa and her four men."
Raider did not give me a chance but grabbed her himself and spun her around.

"What are you talking about? TELL me NOW." The look on his face was fierce and
you could see the fear on Beulah's. Horace cowered in the buggy whimpering like
the coward he was.

"W-well she was running off with four men. Four burly men and they were running
out of town and toward the river. Really, she is no better than the town whore."
She said indignantly as she tried to pull away from his grip. The look of smug
satisfaction on her face disappeared as Raider spoke.

"How long ago?" His voice was deadly calm as his grip tightened.

"How dare you treat me this way? Take your hands off me." Her voice rose to a
high pitch as the fear began to truly set in.

"Listen and listen well you stupid, vindictive sow. If theresa is harmed because
you delayed me you will be dead within minutes of my return." Beulah shook as
his words set in. She knew that he would follow through on his threat.

"Why just moments ago." Beulah gasped as Raider pushed her aside and strode off
in the direction she had indicated. As we started to follow he turned.

"YOU had best not be lying to me." That was said in a voice so cold it made me
shiver.

We ran after Raider as he moved toward the river. We could hear theresa before
we saw her. She was tied between two trees. One man was doubled over in pain and
another had backhanded her. Several more had joined the original four.

"I'll teach you slut. We'll all teach you a thing or two. We want answers and we
want them now." He moved forward and tore the front of her dress. Theresa yelled
at him in outrage.

"You take your hands off me. My Master will kill you slowly and roast you over
hot coals. You have no right to touch me. ONLY my Master can touch me." The men
laughed at her.

"When we're through with you he won't want to touch you." The man rubbed his
crotch. We are gonna have us a good time with you."  Behind him came a voice.

"I do not think so." The sword in Lord Frederick's hand lunged forward and into
the back of the man taunting theresa. His look of surprise faded as he fell to
the ground.  One of the other men came at Lord Frederick.

"MASTER!!!!! LOOK OUT BEHIND YOU!" Shouted theresa. The rest is quite a blur.
Raider and Thomas and Lord Oak all went after the men. As one raised a club to
use on Lord Oak I used my new whip and he screamed at the pain and dropped the
club. Lord Oak turned around and laid him low with his sword.

Raider dispatched his man in a matter of minutes. Thomas, having left his sword
at the pub, used his fists. The last blow to the mans' jaw sent him flying
backwards and he struck his head on a rock breaking his neck. All in all the men
were quite magnificent. I turned to theresa but saw there was no need. Lord
Frederick was seeing to her now.  The rest had run at the sight of us.

"Ah my little slave they have hurt my property." He murmured softly in her ear.
This was said with a very sexy Maltese accent and when he spoke, his words
seemed to caress her. She stared at him silently as he cut the ropes that bound
her. "Ah my taa ray saaa, they have left marks upon your delicate skin. I shall
have to kill them again for you." Once freed, she threw herself into his arms
and he crushed her in his strong grip.

"Oh Master you were magnificent. You are the absolute best. You saved me. I was
so afraid Master. But I am safe now because of you." She placed kisses all over
his face causing him to laugh.

"My little slave seems to have recovered from her ordeal quickly." He chuckled
as she blushed. They both turned as the other three men grumbled about being
left out after all they did. Theresa giggled and looked to her Master who nodded
to her in approval. She then ran to each and gave them a hug and a kiss before
returning to her Master.

"Thank you all. You were alllllll magnificent but my Master was most of all."
She beamed as she looked up at him.

"My taa ray saa is quite right. I thank you for saving my treasured slave." That
said he picked her up in his arms. "I wish to get her to a med tube to heal her
wrists and this bruise on her delicate cheek. She is a fragile slave and should
not be exposed to such brutal deaths." At this we all started laughing. Theresa
was staring at him in shock. He smiled and winked at us.

"OOOOH my yes, she is a fragile lass isn't she?" Thomas managed to get that out
before he began laughing. This set us all off again.

"Well, I am!" exclaimed theresa adamantly. "I am fragile." Lord Frederick
laughed the loudest as he carried her back to town.

We left the two as he laid theresa in the med tube. She was smiling at him and
there could be no mistake that she was totally devoted to him.

We started to return to the pub when Thomas stopped dead still.

Damn, I nearly forgot. That slut Morgana is still up on the platform. She is to
be my slave for a time. Now, now Mighty One we all know I am much more evil than
you are and since I am the next King of Ireland tis only right that I go first
don't ya know." He patted Lord Oak's arm and laughed as Lord Oak shook his head.
"Besides my friend we all know you as the love slut."  He ducked before Lord Oak
could connect his fist to Thomas' jaw. By this time we were all laughing
uproariously.

"Thomas, never fear I shall leaf her to you." We all groaned at the tree pun. "I
will pine away in silence knowing she will be mine soon."

Morgana looked nearly dead. It was not a problem for she would soon be restored
and it could all begin again. We had the guards untie her from the platform. She
groaned as her arms were released. They hung limply from her body. She moaned
again as the circulation was restored. The guards took her to the closest
medtube. Thomas had some sort of plan and would not tell us what it was.

Once restored Morgan was hosed down as well as inside out. The hose was shoved
into her rectum and vagina to remove the large quantities of sperm.  You could
tell that she was restored for her look of contempt for us was more than
evident. Thomas stepped up with a leather collar and fastened it around her
neck. Next he attached a strap at the back and brought up her wrists to the
middle of her back. He smiled at us as he took her around the side of the
building. We heard her scream then the moaning began.

We didn't have to wait long. First we saw one of Thomas' slaves from the bar
pulling a wagon. On the wagon was a small wooden horse. The kind that came to a
point and seated on it was Morgana. Her feet were pulled out to the sides of the
cart and all her weight was on the point. I smiled at the look of pain on her
face. The slave pulling the wagon turned to the far side of town. She had been
told to hit any and all ruts and bumps in the road. The people of the town
roared with laughter and clapped their hands as she passed by. Each time she
screamed they applauded more.

The trip down the main street and around the perimeter of town took well over
ninety minutes. As the wagon came to a stop in front of the pub Morgana was
sobbing in pain. Thomas released her and pulled her into the pub by her hair.
She half stumbled half crawled after him.  He chained her to the foot rail at
the end of the bar and told one of the bar slaves to fetch her some food. The
girl hurried to obey. She returned with a dish of dog food, having been
instructed by Thomas beforehand what Morgana would eat.

Morgana looked at it in disgust and Thomas laughed and jerked her head back. He
studied her for a moment before talking.

"First off slutbag this is what you get to eat. It's more than most in your
position should get. So eat or starve it makes no difference to me." He released
her hair and turned to me.

"Ok, how did you do it? I mean I know she has no teeth but it looks like she
does and when the shrew speaks it sounds like she does. So what gives?"

I had to laugh. Everyone wanted to know how I managed that.

"That my friend is what all inquiring minds want to know. Everyone, meaning all you
males, pitched a fit about the teeth. So the medtube did sort of a rubber cap
thing over her empty gums. It looks like teeth but is very soft and will not
harm certain portions of the anatomy." Thomas started laughing and was soon
joined by Raider and Lord Oak.

"D'elle, my demonic friend, you are too much." Thomas laughed again.

"That I am my dear Thomas and don't any of you forget it. I smiled and pointed
to Morgana trying to eat the dog food with her hands still bound behind her. She
knew we were watching but she was hungry. Two days on a semen and urine diet had
made her ravenous for even dog food and she was soon finished.

Thomas reached down and grabbed Morgana by her hair. He pulled her back and
released her chain from the foot rail. He did not give her time to stand but
dragged her over to a large wooden chair. It had wooden arms and the back came
up to her shoulders. He released her arms only to lock her wrists together and
tie her elbows so they touched. He forced her arms up over the back of the chair
and secured them to the back rung. He forced her legs up over the arms and tied
her ankles to the back legs. This left her back arched and her legs spread wide
open.

He studied her for a moment. Then went and got two bungee cords. He hooked one
end to the rings in her labia and pulled and hooked the other end to the
underside of the seat. He laughed as she groaned and cursed him. He walked to
the bar and took the wet towel from the bartender. He began twirling it.

"When I was a kid I use to be a damn fine shot with a towel." Thomas said as he
snapped the towel and hit her navel. The only thing heard was Morgana sucking in
air. The next four hit her inner thighs. Then he hit her nipples dead on. Each
time the towel snapped there was a gasp from Morgana and a red mark where it
connected to her flesh.

The next few blows were concentrated on her breasts and nipples. The moans grew
louder as each snap of the towel found its mark. When he grinned a rather
charming evil grin we knew where the next blow would land.  Sure enough he hit
her clit dead on. This time she screamed and didn't stop as he continued to
strike the tiny knob with accuracy. When he did finally stop and Morgana was
sobbing he had struck her clit and inner labia more than thirty times. Thomas
looked at us and chuckled.

"Now then, my friends, how's that for an Irish warm up?"

The grin on his face had us laughing and reaching for the towel. By the time
that Raider, Lord Oak and I were done having fun with the towel Morgana was a
sobbing mass of red welts and swollen nipples and a very swollen clit. Raider
reached down and pinched it hard and it had her rocking the chair.

When we had finished playing Lord Frederick entered with theresa in his arms. He
placed her in a chair at our table. Lord Frederick caressed her cheek and to say
her smile was smug is an understatement.

"My taa ray saa is better now. Her wrists and cheeks and her delicate ankles
have been repaired. Before you say anything D'elle, I do not hold you
responsible for this.  My little slave is often impulsive. She will not be in
the future."  I smiled and thought with that said in such a stern voice I had no
doubt she would obey. I watched her nodding her head up and down as fast as she
could. The impish grin on her face made us all chuckle.

"I want to find celeste." I said coldly. Turning I went to the basement door.
"This will only take a moment."  The rest nodded and within moments heard the
first of several screams as I asked each one of the three women where celeste
was hiding. The crystal whip was a delicious tool. Finally anna told me to check
the abandoned warehouse at the south end of town. Seems there was an underground
route to the river from there.

I returned upstairs and told Raider where I was going and why. He simply sighed
and put his hand tightly on my arm.

"YOU know I cannot allow you to do that. I will go." Before I could protest he
held up his hand, "You may come with me but you will not go into the tunnels. I
squinted my eyes at him. He merely laughed and tweaked my nose. " Come on lets
go."  I watched as Lord Frederick held on to a squirming theresa shaking his
head no.

Raider's men disarmed the security lines and we found the entrance. Her cart was
at the foot of a ramp. We moved cautiously along the tunnel. I was at the end of
the line of men. As I passed by a protrusion of rock it moved and I found an arm
around my neck and a knife to my throat.

"Why celeste I would know your cologne anywhere." I chuckled.

"Shut up you fucking bitch or I will kill you. Now back up." I had no choice for
the moment but to do as she said. "Not so proud and haughty now are you bitch? I
am going to enjoy making you pay."  This was followed by her high-pitched scream
as she doubled over in pain. The men were on her in an instant and had her arms
bound behind her. The ring pressed into the navel must not have been her cup of
tea I thought to myself.

I reached down and put my finger into the nose ring and pulled her up. Smiling I
attached a short lead to the ring and pulled her behind me. Raider was shaking
his head. I just laughed and said, "See I told you if I was in front this
wouldn't have happened."  His look had me laughing. "OK! OK! If I had stayed up
above it would not have happened either."

"NOT funny D'elle. Not funny at all. You could have been killed. I don't give
orders for the fun of it. I am responsible for your safety. It undermines my
leadership if you disregard my orders. Were you a man...."  He did not get a
chance to finish. I placed my fingers on his lips.

"If I were a man you would have not cared if I went or not. I will try very,
very hard to obey you in matters of safety from now on. I just did not want to
be left behind. Please do not be angry with yourself or me.  His response was
typical Raider.

"GRRRRRRRRRR, you think you have won again don't you?"

"No, my Raider, I did not win against you. I won with you.

I pulled celeste along through the town to Murphy's Pub. I turned to see celeste
staring at Lord Silver and his wife Beulah. The look was fear. I pulled her into
the pub and down into the cellar.

"Tell me about Silver and that fat cow wife of his."  She remained silent and as
Thomas went to open the cell door she tried to make a break for it. I jerked
hard and she howled in pain as I ripped the ring out of her nose. Blood poured
down her face as she knelt sobbing.

"D'elle!" shouted Thomas.

"Watch her." I said to Raiders men. I hurried to the first cell. The two girls
Lorna and the nameless one that had dressed as a man were dead. Their heads
severed.  In anna's cell, her legs had been chopped off as well as one arm. The
word sow was written on the stone floor in her own blood. Raider and I looked at
each other and yelled Silver.

They were headed out of town arguing with each other as usual when we saw them.
Raider's men surrounded them and had them bound and gagged and laying in the
bottom of the manure wagon.  We brought them back to town the back way and into
the pub without being seen. Once in the cellar both struggled and tried to
scream at us through the gags. I told the men to chain them to the wall.

I had celeste hauled out and tossed at their feet.

"Now then slut what do you have to tell me? " I stared down at her.

"NOTHING!"  She shrieked. "I will tell you nothing."

"Put her face down on the rack and stretch her taut." Once stretched as far as
she could be without her arms pulled from the socket, I set about her torture
with the crystal whip. I began at her shoulders and moved down her body to her
ankles and then back up. She screamed in agony for I had it set on high. I
attacked her feet, laying a good twenty stripes on them.

"Turn her over and stretch her." I waited while they did as ordered. Raider and
Thomas and Lord Oak watched. I began whipping the front of her from neck to her
ankles. I paid close attention to her breasts. When I had done that I had the
men unfasten and hold her legs up and spread wide. I began whipping her pussy.
Stroke after stroke hit her pleasure center.  Her hips gyrating in agony as
the pain from the crystal ripped through her private parts.

"Talk you stupid bitch. Tell me what I need to know and this will stop." She
said nothing. I looked up to see Lord Frederick and theresa by the stairs
watching. "Well fairy one what are you waiting over there for girl?  Come fetch
the long needles with the wires attached."

She looked up at her Master and he smiled and nodded to her.

"OH Thank you my wonderful Master." She giggled and hurried to the drawers
holding what I had asked for. She stopped to get the crystal generator and
pushed that over as well. I smiled and shook my head.

"Now I believe I need the inflatable tube for the urethra, my gloves, an
inflatable butt plug and the two quart hand infuser and have the men bring four
quarts of ice water. You two men, put her on rotating frame upside down. Make
sure she is stretched in a taut X. OH and little fairy the awake drug too,
please." I laughed as I watched her rush around and heard a faint, yes milady
sort of mumbled along with fetch this fetch that. I smiled at Lord Frederick as
he laughed at his slave as she returned quickly.

I slid on my leather gloves as I watched the men secure celeste's legs wide
apart. I picked up the plug for her urethra and began inserting it. The tiny
opening expanded painfully and celeste moaned. When it was fully in, I inserted
a wire up into the bladder. I then used the infuser attached to a tube to fill
the bladder with ice water. She began shuddering immediately. I pushed the
plunger and the ice water emptied into her bladder fast making her belly
distended.

I then shoved the butt plug into her ass. I slid a coated wire through it and up
the colon into her intestines. Using the infuser again I filled her bowels with
ice water and inflated the plug. No leakage would be allowed.

Next I took a speculum and opened her vagina wide. The cramping from the ice
water was having its effect on her. She moaned and groaned nicely. I merely held
out my hand and theresa handed me the first long needle. I shoved it deep into
her vagina and enjoyed her howl of pain. This was followed by seven more
agonizing screams as I shoved the long needles into her cervix. One would have
done the job but her screams were wonderful to hear.

I attached the wires to the metal cuffs on her wrists and ankles. Once that was
done I rotated the frame so she was face down and parallel to the floor.  I
winked at theresa and pointed to what looked like small cone shaped cages.  I
took one and smiled at theresa as she used pliers to pull on celeste's nipple as
I fastened it around her breast. Tiny metal points were shoved into the base of
her breast causing her to gasp at the pain. More tiny metal points went around
the nipple to hold the tip so it stood straight out. This was repeated with her
other breast.  Wires were hooked to the cage. I rotated her until she was
upright and ready for the fun to start.

I watched as theresa attached saw toothed clamps to each nipple and one to her clit.
I added wires to her earlobes and her nose. I smiled at her and enjoyed the pain
and fear I saw on her face.

"Now then, you stupid useless slut, you are going to tell all. The crystal does not
kill, but you already know this. The drug theresa is preparing to inject into
you will keep you awake no matter how bad the pain gets and it will get bad." I
waited as theresa injected celeste with the awake drug. Then I stepped back and
flipped on all the switches. I smiled as I threw the on the main switch.

"AAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU"
celeste screamed. Her cries filling the room as her body undulated to the pain.
Her distended belly was cramping again and again. She jerked and screeched so
loud some covered their ears. I left it on for nearly ten minutes of unrelenting
pain. The current caused her muscles to spasm painfully. It was as if a huge
hand were gripping and twisting them continuously.

When I turned it off she hung limp her head had fallen forward. I pushed her
head back and smiled. I began to work the switches. Starting at her feet and
moving up her body and back down. Wave after wave of fresh agony shook her body.
Her flesh glistened with sweat and her moans and groans and even her shrieks of
pain were growing weaker.

I watched Horace and Beulah and could see that they were afraid of what their
fate would be. After nearly an hour I let Celeste rest.  I walked to Beulah and
though the thought repulsed me I ordered her stripped.

"You really are a sow aren't you Beulah?  I turned and selected a crystal prod.
The men roared with laughter as I amused myself with touching her fat body all
over. We laughed as I put the prod between her legs and held it there on low. It
was both funny and disgusting as we watched her hips thrusting against the prod.
As she began to cum I turned it on high.

"Oohhhh ohhhhhh yesssss yesssss NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
AAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE"  I shook my head as she
emptied her bladder on to the floor.  I gave her three full powered jolts to her
fat crotch and called her a few names.  Next I turned to Horace. He screeched
before he was ever touched.

Once his clothes were torn from him it was hard to decide which of them was more
repulsive. I used the prod to lift his small limp cock. The men watching
snickered as I taunted him. I turned the prod on low and watched it harden. Even
fully erect it was no bigger than my index finger.  Curious I stimulated him to
orgasm and watched as one small glop fell to the floor. Now the men were in
hysterics laughing at the man. They laughed harder as I turned the prod on high.
His scream was louder and shriller than any woman's.

"She knows. She knows. Make her talk." At first I thought he meant celeste but
he gasped out Beulah before he fainted. She was furious and shouted to him to
shut up. But it was far too late. Three lashes of the Crystal whip and we had
our answers.

Ragnar held celeste's sister captive. Barely eighteen, she was a beauty. Ragnar
used her to keep celeste in line and feeding him information. It had been Beulah
that had ordered the death of our three captives. It seems that Beulah and
Ragnar were cousins and she had been promised all my holdings within Raiders
lands.

"Leave them naked and lock them in separate cells. Chain them so they can do no
harm to themselves." I walked to celeste. "You betrayed me, you betrayed Raider,
you betrayed an entire town to save your sister from a man who has no honor. If
your sister is not dead already, she may very well wish she were. All you had to
do was come to me or to Raider and we could have saved her. Lock this piece of
filth in the cell. Chain her well."

Raider, Thomas and Lord Oak were already upstairs when I joined them. I knew
Raider would be adamant about me not going. I was not wrong. While I understood
his reasoning, I was not at all pleased with his decision. But he was my liege
Lord and I had vowed loyalty to him. We compromised, much to his dislike. I
would go but would stay well away from the danger. Lord Frederick was going with
us and theresa was to stay in her room guarded by two of Raiders best men. To
say she was unhappy with that was an understatement.

"BUT Master. Pllllleeeeaaaaaaasssssssssseeeee don't leave me behind. I will
worry so about you. You don't want your property to worry like that do you?
Please Master, I will wait with milady." She looked at him adoringly.

"Nice look my slave. The answer is still NO. I will hear no more about it
slave." His look was stern. I watched theresa lower her eyes and then bow her
head.

"Yes Master. I hear and I obey you." She let a tear trickle down her cheek as
she pivoted on her right foot and went meekly upstairs to her room. He sighed
and mumbled something about women and slaves and something else. I do believe he
was swearing in Maltese as he went after her to soften his words with a caress.
He returned moment's later smiling.

Plans were made. The people would be warned and told to stay in their cellars.
However, no warnings would be issued yet, Ragnar was not set to attack for two
more days.  Raider spoke with one of his men and sent for his Captains. All
would be ready when the time came tomorrow morning. We would not wait for the
attack we would seek them out first. The element of surprise would be on our
side. Raider spoke to all of us in the room.

"It is most important that you all go on about your business. We do not want his
spies sending back reports on us."  We all looked at Morgana as she sat cleaning
the spittoons. Thomas smiled and went into his back room. We were all puzzled as
he pushed out some sort of wooden structure.

"Ah, I've not used this in many a year. But it is in good condition. It's a
beauty D'elle.  Just wait until you feast your eyes on it."  We, Raider, Lord
Oak and I, moved to stand around the structure as Thomas removed the tarp. It
was a thing of beauty. The stocks were in the front. Not your ordinary stocks as
Thomas began to explain.

"These stocks are for my favorite part of the anatomy. THE BOOBIES." He shouted
the last part loudly. "Aye, ye fit the boobies in here. They kneel here, legs
spread very wide. The center section here adjusts so the wooden cock fits right
up in their pussy nice and tight. Then ya can expand it and the center can take
in a tube or wire for your wicked sadistic punishments."  He wiggled his
eyebrows at that. I can use the nose hook to keep her head back and you can put
a ball gag or whatever in her mouth. Now then the fun part is if you bring the
string from the nose hook over and fasten it to the butt plug, well it's just
more fun." He walked over to Morgana and unfastened her chain. She tried to pull
away but was no match for Thomas.

He and Raider tied her arms together behind her at wrist and elbow. Raider held
her as Thomas positioned her "boobies" into the stocks and closed the top down
on them. The fit was nice and snug and her ample breasts bulged out like nice
round balls. They positioned her legs and strapped them down. She began to moan
as the raised the wooden dildo up into her. Next came the butt plug and Raider
shoved it into her. She was moaning now and Thomas forced her mouth open and
pushed the ball gag into her mouth. Next came the nose hook, which was pulled
tight and fastened to the butt plug. Thomas fussed with the butt plug until he
was satisfied then hooked a wire into the small opening.

"If she tugs on the butt plug she will get herself a jolt in the ass. I set it
on high."  To demonstrate he tugged on it. Her eyes opened wide as she stared at
the ceiling. She began to scream and jerk about.  This in turn jerked the butt
plug, which continued to shock her. It was delicious torment I thought.

I simply could not resist adding to her torment. Using my red crop, I began
striking her breasts. I paid particular attention to her nipples. This produced
wonderful screams and moans. There she was all trussed up her head back, nose
pulled. I sighed and turned in time to see Ulysses King, the worst barber in
town, slipping down the steps to the cellar. I grabbed Raider's arm but he had
seen him as well. Slowly and quietly I watched Raider make his way down the
steps. Raider watched as Ulysses unlocked Beulah's cell. Her voice was shrill.

"YOU! It's about time you idiot. Get us out of here." She spit the words out.

"Not exactly what I had in mind you sow. Ragnar wouldn't like that. He sent me
here to kill you. I shall enjoy watching you die. You and that viper's tongue of
yours." He chuckled. Then spun around quickly when her heard Raiders voice.

"I don't think so Ulysses. I do dislike a traitor but I find that someone who
betrays his friends even more repulsive."  Raider drew his sword. "Defend
yourself, coward, if you can.  The fight did not last long. A thrust and parry
another thrust and Ulysses was dispatched to his just reward. Raider bent down
and wiped his sword on the dead mans jacket and returned it to his scabbard.
Since he had fallen backwards into Beulah's cell Raider merely closed the door.
Even through the door he could hear her shrieking at him.

I took one look at his face and gave him a hug. He was a warrior and not afraid
to kill or be killed. But that didn't mean he had to like it.

"Another life gone because of that coward, Ragnor's is one life I will rejoice
in ending. That one down there was not worth my time." Raider turned and sat at
the table lost in thought. I looked over as Morgana began to grunt and squeal.
Thomas was whipping her tits. I smiled. Tomorrow was another day. The tyrant
would be dead or we would.