1 comments/ 2621 views/ 2 favorites Kira's Quest By: Araw This story recounts six intense days in an unfortunate girl's year-long quest to find a way home. It is not part of a series, the full story of Kira's quest has not been written; in fact I have only a faint idea about how it began, and no clue how it ends. Of course, if inspiration strikes I may some day return to Kira and her strange fate. Reader beware: This story is long, it starts slowly, and the plot is pretty weird. If you want a quickie, this is probably not for you. ------ DAY 1 As the path lead out of the woods and approached the edge of the cliff, Kira got her first good view of the town in the valley below. She tried to estimate the distance. It looked like she would have no problems reaching it before sunset, even if she took time for a lunch break. She found a rock with a good view of the valley, and got some dried meat and a biscuit from her pack. While she chewed, she speculated about the town below. There would be a small inn with two or three rooms for travelers, of course, there always were. And they would welcome her, as they had welcomed her everywhere. These things never changed. She would be the only one staying at the inn; in all her time here she had only once met another traveler, and that was more than half a year ago. With a small sigh, she began looking at the town. A small wall surrounded the town, and just outside the gate there were a small knoll. The perfect place for a gallows, yet there was none. She took that as a good sign, the mood were always better in placed that did not believe in public executions. She quickly scanned the houses, they were of different sizes, of course, but none were dominating the town. Another good sign, sometimes a temple or a palace ruled a town with an iron fist. Not her problem, of course, but still... Not much more could be learned from this distance. She finished eating, and got up. She idly speculated what the name of the town was. Probably just "The Town", although it was bigger than usual, so maybe they would call it "City". She laughed at the thought. For anyone who had seen the cities of The Real World, calling the place below a city was of course ridiculous. In her mind she always capitalized The Real World when thinking of her lost home. A wave of melancholy overcame her. Oh, to see again the cities of the Real World: London, New York, Paris... Oh, to look at the night sky and see the Big Dipper or Orion again. Her thoughts went to her lost family and friends, and she blinked furiously to hold back tears. ***** Sunset was still an hour away when she emerged from the woods in the valley, and again saw the town, this time much closer. A few people were working in the fields, they stopped and looked as the walked along the path. Some waved to her in salute. When she got closer to the gate, people started to emerge from it and assemble on the small hills next to the path. Clearly, she had been spotted and the more curious inhabitants came out to see the traveler. She was used to this by now, it no longer bothered her. She looked at peoples faces as she got closer, they were mostly smiling. She knew that some of the men would be pleased by what they saw. She was tall, almost exactly six feet. Her long black hair fell down her back, reaching halfway to her behind. It was a bit tangled after her long walk, she would fix that at the inn. Her breasts were full, but not overly large. She was slim and fit, months of trekking had done wonders, although she would much rather be back home and plump again. She also was fully aware that her traveling clothes were worn, and not exactly clean after a week in the wilderness. She looked around again. Then she saw her. On one of the small hills a young woman was standing. She was stark naked, wearing only a defiant expression, as if she expected someone to challenge her nudity or her right to be here. Weird! Kira stopped, and looked around. One another small hill there was one more, this time an elderly lady. It looked like a family outing, three teenage kids, mum and dad, and a set of grandparent. But grandma was naked, and no-one acted like that was in any way unusual. Kira was surprised, what could this possibly mean? Kira entered the town, and quickly found the small inn, without encountering any more nudists or whatever they were. As expected, the inn had two small rooms, she was given one of them by the innkeepers, eager to have a customer staying for the night (and undoubtedly realizing that the taproom would be full this evening). The inn was kept by a middle-aged couple with the help of their grown daughter and her husband. The daughter showed her the room. It was far from Hilton standards, but the bed seemed good and there was a big washtub. She really needed a bath, but first things first! She was hungry, dinner was being served downstairs, and the locals had begun to arrive. Dinner was a delicious lamb stew, with local beer. The beer tasted slightly better than water and was only slightly stronger, but she certainly could not complain about the food. As she ate, the room filled up. No one interrupted her eating, but as soon as she put down the fork the questions began. She told about the mountains, what she had seen on the paths, how the neighboring towns were. As always, the audience quickly got bored. None of them had ever been more than a few hours walk from the town, and as in all the towns she had visited, no-one appeared to even consider going further away. Why should they? Kira had never understood this, was this whole world under some strange curse? As always, she changed the subject, and began telling stories she had heard "far away". Hansel and Gretel was always a hit, as was The Little Mermaid once she had moved it to a lake (these people had no concept of the sea). As she entertained the crowd, a few young men began flirting. One of them really had sex-appeal, his name was Liam. A striking young muscular lad, a bit younger than her, perhaps 20 or so. As the evening progressed people began leaving and she prepared to retire to her room, Liam suggested that he could join her. Kira was severely tempted, but she new that she should wait and gain a little background information about the town first, so she could combine business and pleasure, and pump him for useful information. So Kira pleaded tiredness from her travels, but made sure Liam had not missed her hints that the next evening she would be more welcoming. Returning to her room, she saw Liss, the innkeepers' daughter, leave her room with an empty pail. "Hi Kira, I have just filled your tub. Good night!" Kira thanked her, disrobed and entered the warm water. She washed herself, and then her hand found its way between her legs. She started masturbating, as she always did when bathing, but soon realized that she had told Liam the truth. She really was tired, too tired to reach a climax. She did not hear the door open behind her. "Do you need a hand?". Kira almost jumped. It was Liss, who had come with a large towel. How long had she been standing there, looking at her pleasuring herself? Kira blushed. "Sorry, I didn't want to startle you," Liss continued, "I just forgot to bring you a towel. But you really look like you could use a hand." Liss knelt beside the tub, and put her right hand in the water, slowly enough that Kira could stop her if she wanted. Liss' hand came resting on her mound, and moved between her legs. She sure knew what she was doing, and a wave of pleasure overcame Kira. She was too tired to hold back, and quickly came. Liss stood up, and began leaving. "Thanks, my dear," Kira said. "Your husband doesn't mind?" She smiled as she left. "I do not plan to tell him. Do you?" Kira dried herself, and went to bed. She slept heavily that night, only interrupted by a weird dream that she could not remember the next morning. DAY 2 After breakfast, Kira went to the marketplace and began shopping around. She only bought a few things, but asked many questions in the stalls, although never directly about the things she really wanted to know. As the day progressed, she began having a good picture of how this town worked, and felt ready to ask Liam some meaningful questions that evening. Lunchtime came, she got something that would have been called samosas in the Real World (except the spices were really strange). Then she saw Liam in front of another stall. He had not seen her, so she went over and placed her arm around him. Liam was pleased to see her, and began showing her first the marketplace, and then other parts of the town. Here was the town hall, here and there a temple for a god or goddess Kira did not recognize. As they passed an opening in a wall, Kira heard a man scream out as if in great pleasure. She stopped. Liam smiled. "It is the temple of the Goddess of Sex. We can enter, if you wish." "The Goddess of Sex?" Kira was surprised, but why not? Probably the twin sister of the Goddess of Love. They entered, and came into a small courtyard. Two naked women and a naked man were tied to strange contraptions. One of the naked women was being brutally raped by a man, while two other men were waiting their turn. Kira was horrified, a gang rape was happening right before her. She considered if she would be able to stop the men, and if Liam would help her. Then she saw the expression of the woman next to the one being raped. She was looking with interest, and seemed to enjoy the view. Not exactly the reaction of one waiting to be raped. She looked again at the woman being raped, and realized her mistake. Her expression was one of joy. No rape, then. Kira relaxed, and looked more carefully at the bizarre scene before her. The three naked ones were attached to cross-like devices. The lower part was like the St. Andrew's cross she had sometimes seen on porn sites on the internet. Both legs were securely attached to the beams with two wide belts, keeping the legs spread. The upper part of the contraption was like an ordinary cross. A broad belt over the belly kept the body attached to the vertical beam, and both arms were attached to the horizontal beam, again with two straps each. At each side of the device there were two large steering wheels, not unlike the ones on old-fashioned ships. Kira had no idea what they were for, but since the man was tilted backwards at an angle, and the two women were more or less upright, she assumed that one of the wheels controlled the tilt. At one side of the courtyard was a small fountain, in the other side two guards of some sort were sitting playing checkers, one male and one female, only occasionally looking up to keep an eye on the proceedings. The man clearly reached his climax, and left the woman. He went over to the guards, where a large wheel of fortune was mounted on the wall. The wheel was separated into green and red wedges. He spun the wheel, after a short while it stopped with an arrow pointing at a green wedge. "If it had been red, he would have had to take her place," Liam explained. "Really? I see the green sections are much wider than the red." "Yes, chances are approximately four to one." While Liam explained this, the male guard had asked the next man in the group something. Kira did not hear what he asked, only that the man answered yes. The guard went to the fountain and filled a pail with water. He then proceeded to wash the woman, paying particular attention to her private parts. Somehow to Kira this seemed even more humiliating than being fucked in public, yet the woman did not seem to complain. Meanwhile, the next man in the queue undressed - clearly the three men were friends enjoying sharing the same bound woman. The now naked man went over to the device, and turned one of the wheels. The beams holding the woman's legs moved further apart, spreading her legs even further. He then began eating her out. Kira looked incredulously at Liam. "Is this worshiping in the Temple of Sex?" she asked. "Yes," he answered, "and the best part is that it does not count as cheating your partner." Kira somehow had a hard time believing that! "And anything goes?" "Almost," Liam explained. "You may not hurt or inflict pain on your partner. Pooing on him or her is forbidden. And so is speaking in a humiliating or disrespectful manner. But apart from that almost anything goes. Even the usual taboos are not valid here." "You mean like incest?" Kira asked. "Yes. I have had my big sister when she was attached here. And she has had me." Liam smiled at the thought. "And your mom?" "Well, no." Liam blushed slightly at the thought, "I do not want to do that. But my sister has done it. She has even been with our mom here when they both had their period. It was pretty gross, actually!" "Must have been!" Kira tried not to imagine it. "Wanna try? There is a woman and a man free, one for each of us." Kira hesitated. She was wet between the legs, but still. This was way beyond anything she had ever considered. "Don't worry," Liam continued. "It will not prevent me from spending the night with you." Kira still hesitated. Apparently Liam took hesitation as accept. He walked over to the free woman, and began stripping. The male guard came over and talked to him, and proceeded to wash the woman. Kira was speechless. Liam began fucking her. Kira felt a strong itching between her legs. Suddenly she started walking toward the naked man attached to the third device. "This is a mistake. This is a really, really bad idea," she said to herself, but nevertheless she went on. The female guard asked if she wanted him washed. She said yes, and began undressing. The man was about her own age, hanging on the cross with his legs widely spread. As he saw Kira undress, his cock sprang to attention. It was long, but unusually thin. Kira didn't mind, it gave her a wicked idea. She went to the smaller of the two wheels, and began turning it. "It's a pity to ruin such an interesting pose, but I need your legs together." She spoke while turning the wheel, and when his legs were parallel, she began turning the other wheel until he was horizontal. She had seen two large wooden blocks on the ground, she placed them so she could stand with one leg at each side of his head, and her pussy above his face. She bent in the knees, and began teasing him by rubbing her pussy against various parts of his face. He responded by trying to lick her. She moved around quickly, trying to touch as many parts of his face as possible with her pussy, while avoiding his tongue. She could not avoid it completely, and every time he scored a hit, she enjoyed the feeling it gave her. Soon she had teased him enough. She first sat down on his chest, but quickly moved down, until she was riding him with his cock placed where it belonged. She rode him hard, and at every trust she felt his cock rocking her half-full bladder, somehow adding to her pleasure. Soon, she was close to coming, and she could see that he was too, so she moved forward, letting his cock slide out. She put her fingers in her wet pussy, and moved some lubrication to her ass. Then she slowly sat down on him again, this time letting his cock slowly penetrate her from behind. Kira normally did not like anal sex, it was often a bit painful. But this long thin cock was made for it. She began moving again, sitting on the man with his cock up her ass, fingering herself with both hands. Too bad his arms were attached to the cross, hands on her breasts would be welcome now. She could feel him coming, shooting his load up her ass, and moments later she came herself. She sometimes squirted a bit while coming, but this time she instead let her bladder loose. Pee rushed out, covering his chest and spraying onto his face. Kira thanked him for the fun, kissed him, and descended. Liam was already dressed, clearly he had got the green color on the wheel of fortune. Now it was her turn. Naked, and with some trepidation, she approached the wheel. With her usual luck, it could only end one way. She spun the wheel. To her surprise and relief, it ended on green. As Kira dressed, she looked at the man she had just fucked. He was still smiling, but looked messy, on his back with her pee all over. Apparently they were going to leave him like that until the next "customer". She took Liam's arm, and together they left the temple of the Goddess of Sex. "I can't help wondering," Kira said. "If you only get red every fourth time, then sometimes people must be fucked five or ten times before they can go. I guess any woman would get pretty sore after such a session, I certainly would. But what about the men? No man can get an erection ten times in a row!" Liam smiled. "Men get sore too. But the erection is no problem. The temple was founded more than a hundred years ago, by the high priestess Irilan. Irilan had the Power, as none before her, and none after her. When she made the place, she cast a powerful spell on the courtyard, one that is still working. In that place, no man will fail to get an erection. And no woman risks getting pregnant." Liam hesitated. Then he continued, while shaking his head. "She did overlook a small detail, though. "You know some men have problems getting an erection. That makes it very hard for their wives to get pregnant. This place must be infuriating to them. Inside the courtyard, he can get an erection but she cannot get pregnant. Outside, she can get pregnant but he cannot do it. Tough luck!" Kira hardly listened. Liam's words about Irilan having the Power had almost stunned her. Clearly, magic had once worked here, powerful magic even. She had to know more. She took Liam's arm, and let him back to the inn. That night she took him to her bed. After the kinky sex in the Temple, she enjoyed good old-fashioned ordinary fucking in a bed with a sexy guy. She easily convinced Liam to stay for the night, although the bed was a bit narrow for two. Before she fell asleep, she had heard all the stories Liam knew about high priestess Irilan and her power. More importantly, she had also learned that magic was still practiced in the town, by a mage named Lorin, although if Liam could be trusted his magic was not impressive at all. Still, she would have to investigate. DAY 3 Kira spent the morning in bed with Liam. But soon he had to leave, he had work to do, and sadly would not be able to come back that evening. After a late breakfast, Kira went to the market, planing to try to learn more about Lorin the mage. She needed to find someone with powerful magic, that was her only hope of ever returning to the Real World. Her thoughts went back to that fateful day with her best friend, Christina. They had been friends since childhood, and their friendship had remained strong although their interests had diverged somewhat. Kira had always been very rational and down-to-earth. Christina, on the other hand, had developed a strong interest in the occult. Astrology, tarots, numerology, Wicca, and in particular in ritual magic. Not that any of her spells ever seemed to have an effect. One day, Christina found a really old book in a second-hand shop. A grimoire, she called it. Some kind of spell-book, only she could not figure out how to use it or what it was supposed to do. Then one afternoon Christina called Kira, all excited. She had figured out her grimoire, and needed Kira's help. Of course Kira came, Christina was a close friend after all. Besides, she always enjoyed her time with Christina, even if what they were doing was completely meaningless. And the rituals they were doing that evening certainly seemed meaningless. Then suddenly Christina's voice had changed, becoming harsh and resonant in a way Kira had never heard before. She read words from the book, and cold shivers ran down Kira's spine. Christina threw a handful of flour into a candle, and a blinding flash knocked Kira over. Kira's Quest When she had come round, she found herself in a small village, in this strange world. No trace of Christina. Kira quickly discovered that there were lots of stories about magic, but no-one seemed able to actually perform it. But in all the stories, magic was associated with the east. East was "the direction of magic". Having no better idea, Kira began traveling east, and had done so ever since. That was ten months ago. Now, at last, she was beginning to see results of her journey. At the market, Kira shopped around for things she would need for the next leg of her journey, and sold some beautiful violet crystals she had found in the mountains. Perhaps it was amethysts, she did not know, and had no way of finding out; but she added a few gold coins to her purse, enough to pay for two or three legs of her journey. All along, she discretely inquired about Lorin the mage. People at the market confirmed the impression she had from Liam, as a wizard Lorin was most unimpressive. Furthermore, he appeared to be a jerk. As Kira was buying a fruit she intended to eat for lunch, she found herself standing next to the naked grandmother she had seen the first day. "You must be the Traveler. Nice meeting you, I am Jeyne." "Kira. Nice meeting you too." They stood looking at each other, without finding anything to say, until the silence was becoming uncomfortable. Jeyne broke the silence first. "Are you too timid to ask?" "Yes," Kira answered with a smile. "But I would still like to know." Jeyne took her arm, and led her to a low bench, where they both sat down and began eating their fruits. Then she began her explanation. "There are five of us. We are all convicted thieves." "Thieves?" Kira exclaimed. "Yes," Jeyne continued. "It makes sense, doesn't it? If you take another person's property, you are banned from using some of your own stuff. And your clothes are the obvious choice. It makes visible to anyone that you are a thief, and the humiliation is supposed to be a deterrent. And yet it does not prevent you from having an honest job afterwards. "In most cases, the sentence is for two years. Jon, however, not only broke into a home to steal almost everything of value, he also went out of his way to destroy what he did not take. He is now on the third year of a five-year sentence. "I am a special case, of course." Jeyne made a pause for dramatic effect, before continuing. "I was an undisciplined and selfish lass, I must admit, and I began stealing when I was barely a teenager. I was fifteen when I was caught the first time, and given one-year sentence due to my youth. But little did I learn, I had been getting away with it for a while, and thought I could continue with impunity. Within the first year, I was caught twice again, and the third time my sentence was nudity for life. So for more than fifty years, I have not worn clothes. "I do not know what would have happened if I had not met Jac. He fell in love with me in spite of my state - or perhaps because of it, I was quite a beauty at the time. And soon he announced that we would marry, in spite of the shame it brought upon his family. I settled down, we got children, and I became quite a sensible woman. Thankfully, he stayed with me even when I reached an age where I would have looked better dressed." After this explanation, Kira was somewhat subdued. What a fate. But soon they were chatting merrily about nothing in particular (and Lorin the mage, of course). After a while, Jeyne left, and Kira went to see the mage. The house of Lorin the mage was relatively big, with a wall around a small garden. She knocked on the main gate, but was informed that Lorin was not home. Disappointed, she walked around aimlessly, until she found herself on the street of the Temple of Sex. "Why not?" she said aloud, and entered the gate. She looked around in the courtyard. Again there were one male and one female guard, and three people were attached to the crosses. The leftmost was occupied by a striking young man, who was being fucked by an elderly lady. In the middle, a middle-aged man was receiving a blowjob from a woman of his own age. To the right a young woman, she could hardly be more than 18 or 19, was left unattended. She was a bit heavy, but quite pretty. Kira waited for the elderly lady to finish. By the sounds she made, it would not be long. And indeed, soon it was her turn. She disrobed, while the young man was washed. Kira hungrily looked him in the eyes. "You are really a most handsome boy, I see. And well hung. Very well hung, indeed. Although I see it is no longer hanging." She grabbed his cock, and felt it go fully erect in her hand. Then she began turning the wheel that spread his legs. "Stop me before it begins to hurt," she whispered in his ears. His legs were quite far apart before he stopped her. Then she turned the other wheel until he was horizontal. The sight of him in with the legs spread wide in such a humiliating position really turned her on. She climbed up, and looked at his cock. "I am going to keep that huge cock where I can see it," she proclaimed, before placing her pussy over his mouth, putting one hand on the cock, and using the other to massage his balls while licking furiously on the glans. His response was swift. He not only licked her, he literally fucked her with his tongue, and Kira quickly came. His cock took a bit more work, but after a few minutes his load filled her mouth. Kira did not normally want to swallow cum, but lying here publicly fucking a man she had never met before was not normal, and swallowing felt like the right thing to do. She kissed him passionately, tasting her own taste in his mouth. Then she walked to the wheel of fortune, and turned the wheel. She felt nervous as the wheel spun, and a knot formed in her stomach when she saw it stop on red. But then she new that it did not matter, had it been green she would have continued to come back. She walked with the female guard back to the cross, and helped her release the handsome, well-hung man. Then she prepared to take his place. Two wooden blocks were placed at the foot of the device, and she stepped up, with her back to the cross. Her two legs were attached with two bands each to the lower, adjustable legs of the cross. The bands were tight, but not uncomfortable. Then a broad band around her belly kept her body in position. She held her arms out, and they were attached to the horizontal beam. Finally, the wooden blocks were removed and the bands held her full weight. It was a strange feeling, but not really uncomfortable. Kira wondered how long she would be here. The first man arrived almost immediately. He asked to have her washed, and the male guard began washing her. As expected, it felt humiliating to have her breasts and genitals thoroughly washed in public. The man had undressed, he looked very ordinary, in good shape but not super sporty, and a cock as cocks are most. He turned the wheel separating her legs, out to a 45 degree angle or so. Then he began kissing her intensely, filling her mouth with his tongue. His hands went to her breasts and began massaging them. As the kissing intensified, he moved one hand to her pussy and began massaging her clit. Kira was hanging attached to a cross, while one hand massaged her clit, one hand fondled her left breast, and a tongue was fucking her mouth. All of this while she was hanging in a public place, where people not only could walk in and watch her, a few were already doing so. Kira had never been so turned on in her life, and could feel a huge orgasm building up. Just before she came, he stopped the foreplay and began fucking her hard. She could not hold it back, and came already at his second thrust. He just went on and on, and her orgasm turned into a series of afterquakes. He finally came, thanked her and went over to the wheel of fortune. Green. She was getting washed again, the next man was already waiting, in fact a small crowd was assembling. Obviously the rumor was spreading that the Traveler was spreadeagled in the Temple. "May I turn you upside down?" the man asked, politely. "Huh?" "Can I turn you so your head is down and the feet point upwards?" "Err, sure," Kira hesitated a bit, but why not, it could be fun. The guard removed a small metal rod from the contraption. "Go ahead," he said to the man, who began turning the large wheel until Kira was upside down. Blood rushed to her head, perhaps allowing this was a mistake. He walked toward Kira, placing his erect cock before her head. She grabbed it with her mouth and began sucking. She felt his mouth on her pussy. Being upside down really changed how everything felt, and renewed the feeling of humiliation that was otherwise beginning to subside. They sucked on each other with great gusto, and Kira felt a small need to pee. Nothing she could not hold for at least an hour more, but for some strange reason that she did not understand herself, she felt that now was the right time to let go. The man jerked in surprise when he felt her warm pee in his mouth. He did not stop licking her, but he did not swallow it either. The warm pee ran down, or rather up her body, over her breasts and onto her face. Some of it ran down his legs, but most continued into her hair. He came into her mouth. She tried swallowing it, but hanging upside down made it difficult, and most escaped her mouth. He smiled at her. "That was a surprise! Well, I better not leave you like this." He turned the wheel again, bringer her into a more normal position. Then he went to the wheel of fortune: green. She was damp from her own pee, and her hair was wet. Yet the next man declined to have her washed. He focused his efforts on her breasts, kneading them with his hands, sucking her nipples and licking all over and between her breasts. After a while, he turned her on the back, and climbed up, sitting on her belly. He placed his cock between her breasts, squeezed them together and began pumping. After a brief while he came, shooting his load onto Kiras face. Then he kissed her, and climbed down. He had not touched her pussy. Normally, that would have been unforgivable, but she felt that it needed a small break. She was most thankful that the next man in line had her washed. He placed her in an upright position, with the legs widely spread, then he knelt in front of her, and began licking her thighs and the area around her bush. Slowly, he worked his way toward her pussy, and finally he reached it. He inserted his tongue between her lower lips, and sucked out her juices, and whatever else was in there by now. He then took her clit in his mouth. Soon, she was reaching another climax, and squirted into his mouth. Kira had lost count of how many times she had been coming this day, it felt like she had had more orgasms than in the rest of her life, although that was of course not the case. Still she wondered how it was possible. Clearly Irilan spell not only boosted the virility of men in this place, it must also be affecting the women. When he had finished with his mouth, he inserted two fingers and began massaging her inside, while his other hand fondled her clit. Her arousal increased again, and she had almost come again when he broke off, and began fucking her for real. His large cock filled her pussy to the limit, and she reached another climax. When he too had climaxed, he knelt again and resumed eating her out. When he finished, she was completely exhausted. Had this really been her fourth man in a row? She followed him with her eyes as he walked over to the wheel of fortune. Red would be nice now, her pussy was beginning to feel quite sore. He spun the wheel. Green. The next man was old. Not elderly. Old, really really old. He looked like he was at least ninety, probably more. Well, perhaps his experience would make up for his lack of sex-appeal. One could always hope. He walked over to Kira, and placed his hands on her breasts. He just placed them there, and did not do anything with them. It felt utterly uninteresting. He then began fucking her, mechanically and slowly. He did not try to make it uninteresting for Kira, he just clearly had no technique whatsoever. He came almost immediately, apparently premature ejaculation was not only the province of the very young. Kira did not complain. The old man walked toward the wheel of fortune. Red would be nice, on the other hand it would be a sorry way to end a good afternoon. He spun the wheel, but did not wait to see how it stopped before walking back to his clothes. He had begun dressing when the wheel stopped behind his back. Green. Next in line were a good-looking couple, around her own age. My first woman today, Kira thought. She considered herself straight, after all she only fell in love with men, and given the choice she would prefer to fuck a man. But she had also enjoyed her share of women, and today change would be welcome. Although the old man had not really left a mess, she appreciated being washed, this time by the female guard. Then she looked at the now naked woman. Wow, she was positively stunning. Her body was incredibly athletic, the breasts a bit smaller than Kira's, but very shapely. Her long hair fell in reddish-brown curls over her shoulders. Between her legs, a bush in matching color. Unfortunately, a trickle of period blood was flowing down her leg. She was bleeding quite a lot, actually. Well, you couldn't win them all. The woman approached, and placed her hands on Kira's breasts, almost as the old man had done. Almost. The difference was stunning, Kira felt it like an electric shock running through her body. Then the woman moved one hand down, and squeezed Kira's clit just so... She almost came on the spot. The woman leaned forward, and licked Kira's right ear. She whispered, "Hi Kira. I am Hanna." Then she licked her left ear, and continued, "I am Liam's sister." Hanna then kissed Kira on the mouth, and began rubbing their bushes together. Kira felt something wet down there, undoubtedly a bit of Hanna's blood, but she no longer cared. This was an amazing feeling. Then Hanna placed her hands on the beam holding Kira's arms, and began slowly climbing, while keeping her pussy in contact with first Kira's bush, then her belly. She climbed slowly and apparently without much effort. Kira was amazed, there was no way she could do the same, this woman was a true acrobat! Hanna continued her graceful and sensual ascend, rubbing her pussy back and forth over Kira's belly, leaving a faint red smear on her skin. Finally, she reached the left breast, and began rubbing her clit on the nipple. Kira had never even considered fucking a woman with her nipples, yet that was exactly what she was doing now. Hanna began moaning, then moved to the other nipple. Then she resumed her ascend, and swung first one leg and then the other over the beam holding Kira's arms. She ended up sitting on Kira's shoulders, with the beam taking most of her weight. Kira began licking her, tasting the sweet taste of her blood. Soon the taste changed, as girl-cum replaced the blood. They both came simultaneously. Hanna shouted out, "Darling, lower us!" Her husband (did she say his name?) began turning the wheel, and slowly Kira tilted backwards, still eating Hanna out. Hanna of course held her balance perfectly. Once Kira was horizontal, Hanna turned around into a 69 position, and they were now busily eating each others pussies. Soon, they both came again. Once Hanna climbed down, Kira found herself completely exhausted. She barely remembered looking when Hanna spun the wheel. Green. Hanna's husband approached. He declined having her washed. Kira looked down her body, there were red smears everywhere, in particular on her breasts. Well, he probably enjoyed licking his wife's blood off other girls. Indeed, that is what he did. He first raised her to an upright position, with the legs well spread. Then he started licking her feet, slowly working his way up her body, paying special attention to the area between her legs, to her breasts, and to her face. Then he began fucking her the good old-fashioned way until they both came simultaneously. Kira almost passed out. She could handle this no more. She did not even have the energy to look when he spun the wheel. Then she felt hands removing the belts, and three pairs of hands helped her down. Hanna had still not dressed, and Kira leaned against her, her legs buckling under her. Once Hanna's husband had been attached to the cross, Kira had recovered enough to stand unaided. She kissed Hanna, and staggered over to the fountain, to wash herself. Once clean and dressed again, Kira looked back. Hanna was now busy riding her husband on the cross. That marriage could not be boring! Kira somehow made it back to the inn. She was sore, and walked bowlegged and slowly, but with a huge smile on her face. She would never do this again, but what an experience! Once back, she wolfed down the dinner and went to bed, happy that Liam was not here so she did not have to disappoint him. She fell asleep immediately. That night Kira's dreams were wet, but she could not remember any details in the morning. DAY 4 Soon after breakfast, Kira walked to the residence of Lorin the Mage. She was less sore, but still had to walk slowly. She entered the gate to the small garden, and knocked on the door. "Yes?" A servant came to the door. "Can I see Lorin the Mage, please?" she asked with her largest and most charming smile. "He is not available now." "Can I wait till he is ready?" He pointed to the bench in the garden. Kira sat down. Slowly, the sun moved higher on the sky, and Kira began regretting not having brought a lunch pack. Eventually, she knocked again. "When will the most excellent Lorin be able to see me?" she grovelled. "When he has time, and feels so inclined," the servant replied, and closed the door. Kira continued her wait, and slowly the sun moved toward the west. She knocked a third time. "Is there any chance Lorin will see me today?" she asked. "Not really. His time is precious. Why should he waste his time on you, unless you have something of value for him?" the servant answered, and looked at her breasts. This was rude. Kira felt her anger rising, then the servant continued, "And Master Lorin asked me to inform you that your body does not count! He tasted it yesterday, and was not impressed. Not impressed at all!" Kira spat at his feet, and stomped out. She rapidly walked toward the inn, ignoring the pain between her legs. She would leave this town at first light tomorrow! As she approached the inn, she cooled off a little. She was still furious, but decided not to leave at first light. First she would seek out Liam, and say goodbye properly. And his magnificent sister deserved a goodbye-kiss, too. Then she reached the inn, and changed her mind again. She began walking back to Lorin's residence. When she reached it, the sun had set. She looked to both sides, before climbing over the wall into the small garden. She hoped the twilight would be dark enough to hide her, as she walked to the side-door she had seen earlier in the day. She reached the door, and touched the handle. Darkness descended upon her. DAY 5 Kira woke up wondering why her bed was so hard. She opened her eyes, and saw that she was not in the room at the inn. She was sleeping fully-dressed on a hard bench in a small room lit only by a tiny window high up. She looked around. A prison cell! There was a pail on the floor, and a tray with some stale bread and some water by the door. She shouted and banged on the door, but nobody came. Then she sat down and chewed on the dry bread. When she had finished, she relieved her bladder into the pail, and began waiting. She regretted her stupidity the day before. Kira's Quest It felt like forever, but finally she heard somebody at the door. A jailer entered with a tray with some food. "Why am I here? How long will I have to stay?" "Your trial begins in an hour. Shut up and eat your lunch." He left. Her trial? What was she charged with? Would she even be told? Would she be allowed to attend the trial? She had no answers, and was close to despair when the door opened again. Three jailers had come to escort her to the trial. She emerged from the prison in the small square in front of the town hall, and was quickly taken inside, and let to a large room. In the middle there was a large metal cage. At one end benches were put up, obviously for the audience. She saw Jeyne sitting there, very conspicuous as she was the only naked person in the room. Liam and his sister were also there, but she recognized nobody else. The other men that had fucked her obviously did not care enough to show up. She felt relieved that the old man was not here, had it really been Lorin? She was led into the cage. In the other end of the room was a small dais, with three middle-aged people sitting at a table, two women and a man. Probably they were the judges. As soon as the cage was closed, the woman in the middle rose. Perhaps she was the chief judge. "May the Accuser come forth!" she intoned in a clear voice. Kira raised her hand. The chief judge looked at her. "Yes?" "Will I be assigned a defense lawyer?" Kira asked. "Assigned? What do you mean? You will be allowed a defense, of course, in due time. Now please be silent." Great, Kira thought. She would have to defend herself with absolutely no knowledge of the law. If the prosecution was even halfway competent, she would be toast! The chief judge spoke to the room again, "May the Accuser come forth, and state his accusation." A man moved forward. Kira recognized him as Lorin's servant. Perhaps there was hope after all. The Accuser began speaking. "This woman approached my master's house yesterday, but was denied entry. Nevertheless she returned at nightfall, and attempted to break into Master Lorin's house with the intend to steal from him. I accuse her of theft, and of burglary." The judge looked at Kira, "Do you acknowledge theft and burglary?" "No," Kira said with desperation in her voice, "I did not take anything from Master Lorin's house, and did not intend to do so. I only wanted to speak to Master Lorin, and to learn about his magic." The judge looked at the Accuser. "Have you any evidence that she took something from your master's house, or that she intended to do so?" "We stopped her before she could take anything. But you heard her confession. She wanted to steal Master Lorin's secrets. They are the most valuable thing he has. Therefore, she is a thief." The judge did not look convinced. She asked Kira, "Do you acknowledge breaking into Master Lorin's house with the intend to take his secrets?" "No. I did not enter his house. And I did not steal anything." "But you did attempt to enter his house. An attempted crime is still a crime. Although by law burglary is not a crime in itself, but only an aggravating circumstance to theft. This is complicated. We will withdraw and reach a sentence." This was fast. Kira felt that she had not presented her case very well. On the other hand, the Accuser had not exactly been eloquent either. Perhaps there was still hope. It took half an hour before the judges came back. The chief judge remained standing, the others took their seats. "Kira the Traveler," she said, "You have been accused of attempted theft against Lorin the Mage, and of burglary as an aggravating circumstance. While the Accuser has proposed that learning Master Lorin's secrets against his will is theft, we are not convinced that this is the case as nothing would have been taken. Yet it is clearly a wrongdoing, though perhaps not one covered by law. A crime, then, but one to which no penalty can be assigned under our laws. As for burglary, that is but an aggravating circumstance to theft, and no theft was committed. But yet a crime was committed, albeit an unpunishable one, and we find that burglary may aggravate this crime. The traditional punishment is increasing the punishment of the original crime by a year, yet there is no punishment to increase. But a wrong was done, and although there is no punishment it may still be increased!" Kira was confused. She did not understand what the judge was saying, it sounded very unclear. Had she been acquitted or convicted? And of what. She was about to rise her hand and ask for clarification, when the chief judge gave a sign to the two other judges. They rose. The chief judge announced in a loud voice, "Thus It Shall Be Known As Justice: Kira the Traveler is convicted to one year of nudity. For one year she may wear no clothes and no footwear, nor any other thing intended to hide her shame. This is so that all who see her shall know of her dishonor, and to teach her humility and respect for the law. The punishment shall begin at dawn." She then turned to the jailers, "Bring Kira back to her cell, but present her in the square outside this building at first light." ***** Back in her cell, Kira sat in thoughts. Her situation was bad, but far from hopeless. Presumably, they would want to keep her in town to prevent her from escaping her punishment. But after a few weeks their vigilance would probably lessen, and she should be able to steal some clothes and run away. Or run away without clothes. She only needed to reach the forest a few kilometers away. No-one here was able to even imagine traveling further away, so no real pursuit would be possible. She tried to sleep, but sleep took a long time coming. DAY 6 At dawn, Kira was led out into the small square in front of the town hall. The three judges were there, as were a large number of spectators. Her public stripping was clearly going to be the local entertainment today. Well, after her experiences at the temple, she could handle that. Jeyne was in the audience, but Liam and his sister were not, perhaps they were not keen on seeing her humiliated in public. Everybody seemed to be waiting for somebody. Finally, the old man from the temple approached. Lorin. He looked at her. "I hear you are interested in my magic," he said in a mocking voice. "How fortunate then that you are going to experience it first hand. My best spell, even!" Lorin smiled, but his smile did not reach his eyes. Then he raised his hands in a gesture of invocation. He spoke words that Kira did not recognize, and his voice changed to become harsh and resonant, like Christina's had on that fateful day. He made a swift motion with his hands, and Kira felt a wave of energy sweep over her. Then nothing happened. Kira was confused. Magic had clearly been worked before her eyes, and Lorin seemed very pleased with himself. Yet nothing had changed, nothing happened. Everybody waited in silence. Then Kira felt her left sleeve detach. She looked at it, and before her eyes her clothes began to fall apart. Soon she stood only wearing her boots, with a ring of dust around her. Then her boots too began to fall apart. The chief judge stepped forward, and spoke. "Justice has been served. The spell will be in effect for one year. Any clothes that you try to wear will suffer the same fate. "You came to us as a Traveler, and we welcomed you as tradition says we must. But you abused your welcome, and broke our law. You are therefore banished from our town, and will leave today, never to return. "We have fetched your backpack from the inn. We have taken your clothes, you will not need them again, but everything else is still there. The backpack itself will not be affected by the spell, as long as you keep it on your back, and do not use it to cover your indecency. Leave now!" ***** Kira was looking at the path, taking care where she was setting her bare feet as she slowly walked east. Progress was slow this way, and her feet were already sore. It was many hours since she had left the town. Leaving had been most stressful. Only a small crowd had welcomed her these few days ago, but it looked like all the inhabitants had lined up along the road to see her off. They shouted insults and lewd comments at her, commenting her body in the most undignified ways possible. She tried not to let it bother her, but that was impossible, and soon she was at the verge of tears. Then she saw Liam standing silently in the crowd. As she passed him, he stepped forward and took her arm. Together, they walked along the road. Clearly people resented what Liam did, but the shouting and insults nevertheless subsided. Liam walked with her until they were past the last people waiting along the way, then they continued toward the forest. She knew it was silly to hope he would join her in exile, and when they reached the forest he did indeed stop. They kissed goodbye, before she walked in between the trees. Now Kira was worried. She had just learned that magic indeed worked, and the fact that Lorin's voice had sounded so much like Christina's had given her the hope that the magic was related. There was perhaps a real hope that some day she would find a wizard that could send her home. She also realized that there might be some risk that Lorin's spell would continue working if she returned to the Real World. That would be inconvenient, to say the least, but if that was the price she had to pay, so be it! But Kira was worried, very worried. Her progress was slow, and she would have little if any food left when she reached the next town. She did not even know how far it was. And how would they welcome her? She had always been received well, but a naked traveler... Would they chase her away, or just take her directly to the brothel? Some towns would perhaps accept her like this, but not many. Her situation had never been good, but it was ironic that now when the first real hope for her quest had been kindled, her situation was more hopeless than ever before. Kira looked down as she walked along the path, unsure what fate awaited her. THE END.