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Hawke Fade Away	By : HunterOpera Category: +A through F > Dragon Age (all) > Dragon Age (all) Views: 22975 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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No, Hawke thought. It isn't fair.
Her hips bucked, trying to find purchase on something, anything that would lend her friction and help her cum, but there was nothing. She could feel her juices soaking her thighs, the sweat matting her hair, hear the whine that escaped her throat as she tried and failed to stand.
Distracted as she was, face flushed and mind consumed by need, Hawke needed time to understand that her legs were bound ankle to thigh and that there were pads on her knees. She reached for the buckles that bound her but her hands had been balled into fists and locked away in some kind of leather glove that left her fingerless.
That wouldn't keep her from pleasuring herself, though, and her paw sought her dripping cunt. She sighed, moaning in pleasure for a moment before a boot kicked her hand away and a hand pushed her to one side.
“By the Maker, but this one is always trouble.”
Hawke's eyes went wide, she shaking her head as she craned her neck and looked into the cold eyes of Mother Peatrice.
“What have you been told about misbehaving, Eyas?” Peatrice asked, sticking her finger in Hawke's mouth. Hawke tried to bite down but discovered that a ring of metal held her jaws open, but the Mother took note of her defiance and smiled. “Did your dreams take you away again, Eyas?”
“You should make that one tranquil,” an unseen sister said, but Peatrice simple drew her finger from Hawke's mouth and traced a line of saliva down her cheek.
“No, it's important to show heretics that even the strongest of wills can be broken without resorting to such barbarism,” Peatrice answered. “Magic was meant to serve, and mages brought to heel.”
The other human huffed agreement and nodded, coming into view. Hawke didn't know her but she found herself flushing and trying to cover her bare body, only for Peatrice to slap her thighs open and spread her arms apart, exposing her to the eyes of the other woman.
“If only there was some way to control their dreaming,” the other sister said. One of her slippered feet moved beyond the hem of her robe, probing Hawke's aching core, making her whimper.
“We're working on it,” Peatrice said. “Until then...”
They were cut off when Hawke reached for her magic and found it. Mana seared through her body, answering her call, and she narrowed her eyes and glared at her captors until Peatrice held up a long leather leash that Hawke hadn't noticed until that moment.
Electricity coursed through her, purple light arcing through her muscles. The magic slipped away from her as she screamed, her muscles going taut as she shook and twitched, screaming and screaming and screaming until Peatrice lowered her hand.
Hawke lay on her side, panting and exhausted, whimpering as Peatrice casually reached over and squeezed a breast, pinch a nipple, massaged her sore and aching flesh.
“Until then, we have enchantment to keep them in line when they forget,” Peatrice said, her voice calm.
Hawke closed her eyes and whimpered, offering no resistance to the tormenting fingers that owned her. Peatrice yanked on the leash and Hawke felt the pull around her neck, another collar, Peatrice forcing her to sit up, then pushing her head down so that her face almost touched the ground.
“Sister, if you would be so kind...?” Peatrice asked. The other Andrastan giggled and Hawke saw her slipper enter her field of vision, come to rest just below her mouth. Peatrice's hand stroked her hair. “Lick, little Eyas.”
Hawke thought about resisting, but a small shock made her yelp and then her tongue was moving.
“She's doing it,” the Andrastan said.
“Good girl,” Peatrice cooed. “Where did you think you were? Being a Champion again? Visiting the old mines you used to own, parading through the streets, or living in your estate in defiance of the Chantry's wisdom? Perhaps you remembered either of your little knife ear friends, or that beastly Qunari? Well, Eyas, all of that is behind you now.”
“M' nm i' H,” mumbled Hawke, her locked jaws and occupied tongue making words difficult.
“Did she just try to talk?” the sister asked, her voice incredulous. “Does she think she's a person?”
“The dreams do this sometimes and she'll be punished for her transgression,” Peatrice sighed. The collar tightened around Hawke's neck, forcing her up and choking her. “Your name is Eyas. You are not a person but a servant, a pet and plaything for the Chantry, and we will use you as we wish.”
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