Legends of Belariath
Amber-Dusk
Behind the Sex. Tonight’s episode- Amber-Dusk
Like many sex fiends/thieves/killer kitty, Amber-Dusk had humble beginnings. Born to two unknown cat-people in a small Belariath town. Her parents disappeared soon after her birth, muttering, “That kitten ain’t right in the head.” She was adopted by the head of the local Seamstress Guild, Candy.
“She was a loud baby. I wanted to kill her constantly. But the girls loved her. Nina, Kitty, Sparkle, Twin Peaks. So I kept her. Happy hook….um seamstresses are productive ones. Did I say hookers? Yeah, we did rugs too.” Candy dashes off.
Her childhood was filled with learning the trade of the seamstress. She learned how to manipulate even the tiniest of needles, and barely ever got even a little prick. She took pain well, emotionally. She was happy through her teens. Though she often went missing for days, returning disheveled and naked. Her first boyfriend, Moose.
“The horror….She never stopped. I haven’t stopped shaking. I have never had sex again. IS SHE HERE!? I’m not going down again!” He runs screaming from the room, knocking over an old lady in his path.
Her life was perfect. She thought it was going to last. She was wrong. On her 18th birthday she was sold to passing slavers. She was quoted as saying, “You old whore, I’ll rip your big tits off for this.” Candy.
“Hahaha, finally got rid of that insane nympho. She was a big-mouthed whacko, I had a week long party. Put me out of business. BUT IT WAS WORTH IT!”
Amber was sold to a rich baron, and collared for the first time. He put her to work hooking, stripping, and cleaning. He was happy with her, she was happy enough. But when he found her sex was taking up too much time, he decided to fit her with a chastity belt. She was not pleased. But two locksmiths, three blacksmith’s, one concussion, three broken ribs and an eyeball later, it was on her. She worked for him for three months, until the day he slipped on an errant banana peel, and fell down five flights of stairs to his death. Amber was devastated, and subsequently sold to the baron’s brother the duke.
The Duke’s nurse. “Amber was odd. I never knew what to expect. She had to be released the day they found the Duke in a coma, unable to properly direct her.” The Duke. “I like butterflies! Uh oh, I ma de a mess”
Again she was transferred, sold to a third owner. A miser with no relatives and a taste for disgusting sex practices. They got along well for a while. She seemed happy, until the day he suddenly freed her. She took it badly, storming from the house, walking into the woods of Belariath.
The miser. “She found out one day I stopped getting erections. She grabbed my balls in her claws and made me release her. I eagerly did, because I’d seen her after one day without sex. I’d have been killed.”
Soon after was the fateful day she entered The Lonely Inn. Soon she was voluntarily collared by the elf Ehlanna. They got along famously.
Former owner Ehlanna. “Amber is one of the cutest little catgirls I’ve ever had the pleasure of pleasuring. But between us, her libido exceeds her mental prowess by a factor too large to contemplate.”
But this did not last, as she soon met her future mate, UnderTow. He was an albino dark elf trained in sexual arts. She was a horny pain slut. A match made in Heaven it seemed. He tattooed her, and later she had his children. They have requested never to be named.
UnderTow. “She is a psychopath. I’d kill her except for her oral sex skills. Oh, and cuz I love her, blah blah. One day she’ll find my boot buried in her ass….but she’d like it I bet.”
They are currently on the rocks, but still sort of together.
She has met others at TLI.
The barbarian K2. “Why are you interviewing me? I hate that bitch. The only good cat is a crucified one.” She stands, punches out the interviewer, kicks over the chair, then storms out, screaming, “Where’s my sack of rocks!?”
Melody the Fairy. “She’s cute. I like her.” She passes out flowers and dildos to the staff of the interview, then skips out.
Yuto the Cat. “Former mistress good she be. Fun with her is sex. We love each other do we. Love Amber. I LOVE FORMER MISTRESS! Huh? My speech what about? Is perfectly good speech mine is. I been learning have I.”
Shakaselu and Nidawi were unavailable for comment as he was planning world domination and she was wallowing in self pity.
Perhaps her strangest relationship is with the enigmatic Story. “Amber….where to start. A slut. A loud mouth. Annoying. Sometimes dangerous. But…..still a good friend. Loyal. Well intentioned. A capable fighter. Though sometimes too obsessed with my package….”
She now resides in TLI. Her attitude recently as turned toward chaotic, but after her death and subsequent resurrection, she has become silent and withdrawn. Only time will tell if her future is long and fruitful. Or short and snuffed out in a ball of flame.