The Drow Queen of Glaley [Very NSFW]

[NPCs]

Well, yes, of course she does, I hardly expected that wanted this to be done to you, she thinks bitingly. Externally, however, she's all sweetness and gentle touches as she carefully wipes the blood and... other messes off Coquette. "What hurts the worst?" she asks quietly.

[Coquette Blacquin]

"My ass," she whimpers. "and my left ribcage."

[NPCs]

After calling for Marile to bring a healing salve and bandages, Paerle continues to clean Coquette off. "What happened, dear one?" she asks, probing for information.

[Coquette Blacquin]

"I t-told her I wouldn't have s-s-ex with w-w-omen outside my m-m-marriage and sh-she had m-males come beat and r-r-ape me."

[NPCs]

Paerle can't stop herself from freezing, just for a second, at that little revelation. "My word, you poor thing!" she exclaims as she reaches out to take Coquette's hand in her own. "That's horrible!"

[Coquette Blacquin]

"I ju-just w-wanted to b-b-e a g--g-ood g-g-girl," sobs Sweetheart. 

[NPCs]

She is deep in male-thought, Paerle notes with both astonishment and a glow of heat in her stomach. "Hush, hush. You're a wonderful girl, Coquette, okay? Very wonderful." Her eyes flick to behind the merikos drow briefly, and she flicks a finger to instruct her servant to silently leave the supplies and go.

[Coquette Blacquin]

"P-promise?" she asks, but doesn't wait for an answer. "I d-d-didn't know wh-where to g-g-g-o."

[NPCs]

"Clearly you did, as you're here now, mmh? I'll get you cleaned up, dress your wounds, then maybe a meal and a nap. Doesn't that all sound lovely?"

[Coquette Blacquin]

Sweetheart nods, wiping at her eyes. "Yes please," she says quietly. 

[NPCs]

"Good girl," Paerle purrs, pressing a gentle, closed mouth kiss to the hand she's holding. Pulling back, she pats the hand, then resumes cleaning Coquette up. "Very good girl."

A couple of minutes pass like this-- praise, comforting words and cleaning-- before Paerle backs up a little. "Okay, you're mostly cleaned up. Come and soak a bit with me, that's a good girl."

[Coquette Blacquin]

Sweetheart cuddles in close, resting her head on Pearle's shoulder as she lets the last of the tension flow out of her. 

[NPCs]

Paerle lets her cuddle in, petting her hair slowly. "Do you want to talk about it more?" she asks quietly after a few moments, stretching out to grab the tub of healing salve as she does.

[Coquette Blacquin]

Sweetheart bites her lower lip. "I'm sorry... I'm not supposed to talk about Mistress and her games."

[NPCs]

"Ah. I assume she gave that order as well then?" Drat. "Well... how about this? Tell me a story, about another girl who was attacked and... hurt. What was done to her?"