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Narlissa and the Amulet Ch. 01

By: Thor99



Narlissa Quickhands, half-elf and master thief, brushed her hands down her leather tunic. The grass and moss that had clung to it fell away and she grimaced as she stretched her back. She had been watching the manor house for two days now, hiding in the undergrowth and studying the weak points and the places of entry.

That was not her real surname, of course. She didn't know her real surname. Her elven mother had died when she was very young and her human father had deserted her when she was a teenager. 'Quickhands' had been suggested to her by the first fence she ever dealt with and she had liked it so much she decided to keep it.

Narlissa grumbled as she brushed a clump of soil from her chestpiece where it had stuck to the swell of her breasts. She loved her big tits, was proud of them, but they did sometimes get in the way. Standing straight, she looked at the manor house again.

Inside was what she wanted - a golden amulet owned by the baroness that she knew was worth a fortune. Given the baron's wealth was almost entirely ripped from the hands of the poor she did not feel too guilty about helping herself to some.

In fact, she rarely felt guilty about her work at all. She tended to choose targets she felt could afford the loss, and almost always where their wealth was unfairly or selfishly obtained. The effect of that was a sense of pride in what she did that most people would not have expected a simple thief to have.

But then again Narlissa was not a simple thief, which is why she felt she could pull off this theft. She quickly looked at the manor house again before turning and disappearing into the woods.

It was not far to the village where she was staying and Narlissa reached it quickly, making her way to the inn and entering her room. She needed a plan of action. Looking around the room she sighed happily. A lot of her best memories came in tavern rooms, one of those only a few weeks before when she had fucked the handsome Knight Errant, Sir Jeffrey. She wondered how he had got on in his quest to retrieve the axe in the end.

Shaking her head she brought her mind back to the task at hand. She would have time to remember the past when she had stolen and then sold the artifact. Soon she had sketched out the manor house on a piece of paper and memorised its weak points.

Narlissa sighed as she sat back then, biting her lower lip. Thinking about Sir Jeffrey had made her horny and now her cunt ached to be stuffed full with a nice big cock. Ever since being with the knight she had found herself to be even hornier than usual, and her orgasms were stronger than they were before, too. Given that they were hardly weak beforehand that was quite something. And to top it all off it seemed to Narlissa that her lovers were getting off harder than ever. It was as if Sir Jeffrey had a magic cock and that orgasmic power was in her pussy now, too.

Staring at the map once more, she decided she needed to do something about finding a willing man to pump her full of his seed. She folded the sketch up and tucked it away into her pack. She knew it off by heart now but it would do her no harm to make sure she brought it with her.

She changed into more comfortable clothes then left her room, heading downstairs to try and take her mind off things. She was planning to rob the mansion tomorrow and she always got nervous before a big job. Anything could go wrong.

Narlissa entered the main tavern room and took a stool at the bar, ordering an ale from the middle-aged barman. He brought the drink to her and she handed him a silver coin she had taken from a noble earlier that week. The man had been so rich he would not even have noticed the small pouch she filled with a handful of his coins.

She sat back then, looking around the room. She needed to be distracted from her nerves and she knew how she would do that. Her pussy still wanted to feel a man inside her and soon she had set eyes upon an attractive man in his early-twenties lounging on the far side of the tavern. He was with two friends, who looked up at her when she approached.

"Hello," she said simply as she sat down. "I hope I'm not interrupting anything."

The man looked back at her with a raised eyebrow before speaking. "Not at all. Please sit down. I am Thom."

"Narlissa," she giggled back. He really was good-looking, with broad shoulders and short sandy blonde hair. Two blue eyes stared back at her.

His two friends introduced themselves then but Narlissa paid no attention to them. Nor did Thom.

"So what brings you to our town, Narlissa?" Thom said, still looking at her with a quirk to his lips. "I do not recognise you."

"I'm just passing through. Nothing special," she said.

"As good a reason as any. I, on the other hand, live here. Stuck working in the fields."

Narlissa looked him up and down then, very deliberately. He could not have failed to notice. "But there are some benefits to that, no? It has given you nice strong arms at least."

Thom's eyes shimmered and Narlissa knew that he had picked up on her flirting. This was going exactly as she wanted it to.

Suddenly, he turned to his two friends. "Why don't the two of you head back to the farm? I'll join you there later."

"But we've only just got here-" one of them started, before Thom cut him off.

"Go!"

The two men grumbled as they stood, draining their drinks and marching from the tavern. Thom smiled at Narlissa after they had left and her cunt throbbed with desire.

"Please forgive me for staring," he said when they had gone. "It is rare that a town such as this sees a woman as beautiful as you pass through it. Especially not one with elven heritage."

Narlissa smiled back. He had noticed her pointed ears, yet known they were not large enough to make her a full elf. Most people did not know half-elves even existed. In their eyes if you were any part elf then you were a full elf. Of course, the elves were the opposite, and felt that if you were any part human you were not an elf at all and just completely human.

She thought it was time she made her move. "Well, Thom, would you like to see a little more of this half-elf?"

He grinned and nodded, and Narlissa stood up. He stood too and it was then she got a proper look at him. He was gorgeous. He was very well muscled but not huge and stood probably 6' tall. A lovely height, she felt. Grabbing his hand, she led him through the tavern and up the stairs. Soon they had reached her door.

She pushed it open and tugged him inside, stepping back past him to close the door and shut the lock. He grinned as she threw herself at him, immediately pressing her lips against his and pushing her tongue into his mouth. His hands moved to hold her hips and she crushed her body against him.

Narlissa grabbed the bottom of his shirt, tugging it up, and Thom let her do so. Then she unbuckled his belt and tugged it loose. Moments later he was naked in front of her, his cock quickly hardening. It was a lovely cock, and Narlissa moaned.

She did not have too much time to stare, however, as Thom quickly kissed her again. He pulled off her shirt, leaving her topless. With a groan he grabbed her big tits and began to squeeze them, and Narlissa shut her eyes to enjoy the feeling. He carried on fondling her breasts with one hand even as the other dropped to push down her cloth pants. They fell to the floor, and then she was naked too.

Narlissa gazed at Thom hungrily, before pushing him towards the bed until he thumped back onto it. He grinned as she sank to her knees and reached out to grasp his cock, the look becoming one of pure pleasure as she took his member into her mouth.

She sucked on his length for a while, enjoying the sight of his muscular naked body writhing in pleasure at her work. Her pussy was so wet she could almost feel her juices running down her legs and so at last she stood up.

Thom crawled further up the bed as if he knew what was coming and she climbed on too. She quickly straddled him, grasping his cock and rubbing its head against her folds.

"Oh, Thom..." she moaned in delight as she sank down onto his member. She impaled herself on him, his cock stretching her cunt and she sighed in satisfaction at the feeling of being so wonderfully full.

He reached out and grabbed her tits again, squeezing the globes as she started to move her hips. The sensation of Thom's hard cock sinking into her every time she lowered herself back down caused her to moan and whimper in delight. Soon her pace was rapid and her whole body shook with the speed at which she rode him.

Narlissa stopped bouncing then so that she could lean forwards, putting her hands either side of Thom's head. His manly jaw was gritted with the pleasure of their fucking and he realised what it was she wanted. Letting her big tits hang free he instead grabbed her waist and immediately began to fuck her hard. His cock slammed into her tight cunt and Narlissa cried out.

She could feel that she was close, her whole body tensing as Thom vigorously fucked her. His own eyes were glazed and he grunted loudly with each thrust. He stared up at her and she leant down quickly to kiss him.

After a few moments she pulled away, gazing back.

"I'm going to come!" he said in a strained voice.

"Me too! Do it!" Narlissa replied, closing her eyes.

"Argh!" Thom shouted, his hips crashing against hers. She felt his cock throb as it emptied its seed deep inside her, could feel the twitches of his length that signalled another rope of cum had been fired into her cunt. His eyes rolled back slightly as pleasure filled him.

"Thom, I'm coming!" Narlissa shrieked, feeling her cunt seize hold of his cock. The waves of pleasure that ripped through her body caused her to twitch with each thump of rapture. Her mind was clouded at the incredible strength of her climax.

Afterwards she slumped back down onto Thom, enjoying his hard body against hers. His firm chest pressed against her soft breasts and she loved the feeling. He grinned at her.

"That was probably the hardest I've ever come," he laughed. "You're very special, Narlissa."

He stood then, quickly pulling his clothes back on.

"I should get back to the farm," he sighed. "Thank you for that wonderful experience."

Thom winked as he slipped from the room, and Narlissa smiled to herself as she lay there naked on her bed. She had come so very hard, and so had Thom. That was definitely new, but she was hardly complaining. Her sex life had become even better than it was before.

"Thank you, Sir Jeffrey," she murmured to herself.

She was soon asleep.

Narlissa and the Amulet Ch. 02



Narlissa Quickhands, half-elf and master thief, slipped through the near-empty tavern in the early morning. She was wearing her armour and the two daggers at her waist and she hoped that no one would spot her. She certainly looked shifty walking around like that.

Luckily, no one was up and she was able to make her way onto the street without anyone noticing her. Soon she was in the woods by the village, making her way to the mansion that the baron and his wife resided in.

The house came into view and she paused. It was still dark, early morning only just arriving as a blue band on the horizon. She glanced around, finding all the knots of guards that stood at the perimeter of the mansion. She knew where they would be.

Narlissa had been watching the house for days to work out where the guards stood and when they moved. She had found the perfect place to sneak in and the perfect time to do so.

Moving stealthily forwards, she positioned herself at the edge of the mansion's grounds. She waited. Soon enough a group of guards approached and Narlissa shrank back into the undergrowth so that they would not see her. They didn't, and the moment they were out of sight she darted forwards into the shadows of the mansion.

Reaching out, she placed a hand on the cold stone wall, quickly finding footholds and climbing the almost-flat surface. It was her elven nature that made her such an able climber, but it helped her in her job tremendously. A balcony stood at the top and she jumped deftly onto it, careful not to make a sound. The room was black beyond it.

Quietly she opened the door, pleased it did not creak (though she was expert enough that doors rarely creaked when she opened them) and slipped in. The sounds of deep breathing could be heard and Narlissa knew that whoever was in the room was fast asleep. She tiptoed through to the far side, her elven eyes allowing her to see almost perfectly in the dark, and moved silently into the corridor.

Down that she crept, knowing roughly where the baroness would keep her treasures. They always kept them in the same place, these rich types. She came to a large door and found it locked, but after a few moments had picked it open. She stepped inside.

A large wooden dresser stood on the far wall and she hurried forwards. Tugging open one drawer as quickly as she could whilst still staying silent, she found nothing. She opened the others until at last a grin spread across her face.

The golden amulet lay in a bed of silks. She reached out, picking it up and feeling its weight. It was real gold. Clutching it tightly in her right hand she slid the drawers shut again and left the room.

Narlissa retraced her steps, her heart thumping. She had the amulet - now she only needed to get out. She darted down the corridor, coming again to the room which she had first entered, and she opened the door to creep inside.

The morning light was slightly stronger now and she moved hurriedly towards the balcony window, eager to escape the mansion with her prize.

Then cold fear washed over her.

The sounds of breathing were not there anymore.

She spun, to see a figure shut the door to the room and click the lock. Hurriedly moving to the balcony window, she attempted to pull it open, but found that locked too. She was trapped.

A flame flickered into life in the figure's hands and it reached over to light a lamp. Whilst Narlissa could see very well in the dark, the figure could not. She blinked as the room was bathed in light, then shrank backwards slightly.

The figure was a young man, likely in his mid-twenties. Brown hair was messy on his head - even if he had not just woken up, Narlissa did not think it would have been neat. He wore only a pair of loose cloth pants and despite her immediate predicament Narlissa could not help but notice his firm chest and the generous muscles of his strong arms.

"You are trapped, thief," he said quietly. She closed her eyes, waiting for him to call the guards. Narlissa hated fighting - the daggers at her waist were predominantly for show. She did not look forward to getting out of this situation.

But he did not call the guards, and she opened one eye to look back at him. He was smirking at her.

Smirking!

"I see you have taken mother's amulet," he sighed, leaving the key in the lock. He returned to sit on his bed. Narlissa eyed the key.

"You can make a move for the key if you wish, thief, but I will call the guards the moment you do. Even if you get out of this room, you will not get out of the grounds."

Narlissa knew that he was right, so she stood still. After a moment, she spoke. "What do you want with me?"

"I'm not sure," the man said quietly. "Mother will be angry all day if she finds that amulet gone, at least until father buys her another. Self-preservation should therefore see me take that item off you."

Narlissa gulped, clenching her fists. She was prepared for a fistfight even if she didn't look forward to it.

"But..." the man said, looking up with a grin.

Narlissa's eyes opened in surprise. "But?"

"But I think it might be more fun to let it go missing," he said with a low chuckle. "This place has been awfully boring of late."

Narlissa eyed him. He really did seem to be serious. This must be the baroness's son, so she guessed from his language anyway, and he was giving her a free pass to steal the amulet.

"So, you will not call the guards?"

He lounged back then. "That depends. I have not decided yet. Tell me, thief, what is your name?"

"Narlissa," she said back, knowing a lie would damn her more if she did get caught. If she didn't, well there was nothing much he could do with her name anyway.

"Narlissa..." He rolled the name around his mouth a moment. "As I thought, an elvish name."

"It is indeed. My mother was an elf."

The man smiled. "Then your father was a lucky man. And since I know your name, I suppose I should offer mine. I am Duncyn, heir to this house and fortune."

He actually sounded bored as he delivered the last line. Narlissa could not possibly understand why anyone who was in line to inherit so much money and power would be bored.

She waited a moment more as silence passed between them. Trapped as she was, she could not help but let her eyes wander over Duncyn's body. He was well-built, although not particularly broad, but definite muscle rippled on his body. Where Thom the night before had possessed a farmer's stocky frame, Duncyn's figure spoke of the litheness of a swordsman.

And it spoke right to her pussy, inside which it felt like a fire had been lit. This was new, too. It had been like this ever since she had been with Sir Jeffrey. She had always been sex-obsessed but now she often found herself craving cock so badly that she could think of nothing else.

This was one of those situations and despite the heavy amulet that hung in her grasp Narlissa could only stare at her captor growing more and more hungry for him. He seemed to read her expression and raised an eyebrow.

"A familiar look, but not one I expected," he said as a grin grew on his face. He sat more upright. "Do you know how I detected you, Narlissa?"

She shook her head. She had wondered that - the house seemed to have no charms of detection when she had scouted it. There was nothing that suggested someone would be alerted to her presence.

He raised his middle finger, his palm outstretched towards Narlissa. A golden ring sparkled at its base. "I had this ring enchanted a few months back. When I am in the proximity of a beautiful woman it alerts me to her presence. A silly trinket, perhaps, but one that has served me very well indeed."

"It alerts you?" Narlissa was intrigued.

"Indeed. It tells me she is there. I find it very useful in crowded places, or when passing a house I cannot see inside. It has led to many encounters since I got it."

Narlissa detected Duncyn's undercurrent, and her cunt throbbed with anticipation. She was already so wet and her lust was beginning to build quickly. Even if she escaped this room, she knew she would be forced to quickly find someone in the inn whose cock she could eagerly slide inside her.

But why wait until she got to the inn? There was a man right in front of her. A gorgeous man. The amulet could wait - the satisfying sensation of a hard cock inside her could not.

"Does that mean you find me beautiful, Duncyn?" she said, licking her lips. She could not believe this.

He smiled. "I do indeed, Narlissa. What are you thinking? Are you perhaps considering some way I can be appeased? Some small thing that might see you go free?"

"Oh, I'm sure it's a very big thing..." she said, dropping the amulet and moving towards him. Duncyn's lips parted in anticipation and she noticed the tent in his pants growing larger.

She kissed him then, immediately peeling off her leather gloves behind his back. His fingers found her armour and quickly undid the knots, pulling it loose. She should have been concerned about being left so vulnerable but she did not think that Duncyn would take advantage now. He seemed to be as eager for this as she did.

He groaned as the chestpiece was pulled from her head, her large breasts spilling free. Instantly his hands were on the globes and he squeezed them as he frantically kissed her nipples. Narlissa moaned back and tugged down her pants.

When they had dropped to the ground Duncyn quickly stood. Narlissa's breath caught as he threw down his own pants. His cock was wonderful, so proud and strong and she desperately needed it inside her. He wrapped his arms round her back to kiss her and she responded. She sprang up onto him, wrapping her legs around his back. He moved to hold her then spun around, dropping her on the her back at the edge of the bed.

"Fuck me Duncyn, please," she pleaded, overwhelmed with desire.

He grinned and grabbed his cock then moved forwards until the head of it rested against her pussy. He pushed inwards. Narlissa felt her eyes flutter as Duncyn's length stretched her cunt and stuffed her full. She moaned, probably louder than she should have done in such a quiet house but she did not care.

Duncyn stared at her for a moment without moving. It was as if he was drinking in just how beautiful she was. Narlissa did not mind as she spent those few seconds doing exactly the same. Duncyn was truly gorgeous.

"Oh fuck your pussy feels so good..." he groaned, squeezing his eyes shut.

He then started to move his hips and soon he was pumping rapidly into Narlissa's eager pussy. His hard cock felt so good as it filled her up. She could feel every inch of him moving inside her and her cunt narrowed on his length as she knew she was close. 

Duncyn too was not far away and his body seemed to quiver as he hammered his cock into her pussy. Each thrust was joined by a grunt of pure pleasure from the noble and Narlissa could tell he was seconds away. So was she and she moaned out her encouragement. She wanted to come and she wanted to feel him come.

"Oh... fuck!" he shouted as he came moments later. His eyes were opened wide and unfocused and his cock pulsed inside her pussy.

Narlissa followed him into bliss, pleasure exploding inside of her as Duncyn's seed sprayed into her. A massive orgasm ripped through her and she shrieked out its strength as she spasmed. Every contraction of her cunt around his cock felt amazing.

At last the climax faded and she buzzed with sated afterglow of her release. Duncyn too pulled out with wide eyes, overwhelmed by the strength of the pleasure he had just received and half-staggered backwards.

He grinned at Narlissa. "That was quite amazing, beautiful thief."

Narlissa smiled back, but her heart skipped a beat as he picked up the amulet from the floor. Then he held it out to her.

"I think you dropped something," he winked.

She stepped forwards and he placed it round her neck. Then she dressed quickly, enjoying Duncyn's approving stare. Soon she was stood at the balcony door. She turned back to him.

"So I can truly leave?" she asked.

He nodded. "You will not be the first young woman the guards have seen leaving my room in the early morning. They will leave you alone."

"And what about you, Duncyn?"

"Oh, I will pretend I was asleep and did not see you. And the house will be in turmoil for many days. It will be good fun."

"Thank you, Duncyn," she smiled, turning the key and hearing the lock unclick.

"No, Narlissa. Thank you. And before you leave, I should probably tell you that the amulet is enchanted."

Her eyes opened wide. "How?"

"Nothing to worry about," he laughed. "It will start to glow as soon as it leaves the proximity of the grounds and isn't in mother's possession. It is supposed to alert guards that it is stolen. An easy enough cantrip for any mage to dispel, you will find."

Narlissa nodded to the beautiful man. He grinned back.

"Farewell, Duncyn."

"Farewell, beautiful thief Narlissa. It is not every morning a half-elf sneaks into my room and takes my cock inside her."

Narlissa grinned as she slipped onto the balcony. A few minutes later she was back at the inn, her prize in her grasp. It was definitely glowing.

"There's work to do yet," she muttered.



Narlissa and the Amulet Ch. 03



Narlissa Quickhands, half-elf and master thief, peeled back the cloth covering the stolen amulet for the hundredth time to check it was still there. It was. It was glowing, too, and she replaced the cloth quickly and hoped no one had seen it. The streets were busy this afternoon and alive with the gossip of a robbery at the baron's mansion. No one knew what had been stolen but they all said that the baroness was distraught at its absence.

Narlissa smiled to herself to hear the rumours. She knew what was missing because it was in her hands right now. Yet she was not in the clear. She had to find someone who would know how to dispel the cantrip that caused it to glow. Duncyn had said it would not be difficult to do but she did not know enough about magic to guarantee that was the case.

So instead she hurried through the village. She was conflicted. She could try and find a wizard further away who would not have heard about the robbery and therefore be less likely to report her as a thief but then she would have to carry the amulet with her for longer and risk being discovered with it glowing and giving her away. The other option was to find someone local to minimise the time she spent with it glowing in her possession but that risked her finding someone loyal to the baron who would report her to the guards. Of course, the third option was to throw the amulet away but she was not going to do that now.

Narlissa instead lowered her head and carried on walking. She had a shawl about her head today as she was trying to make sure no one would recognise her. Her red hair was covered and more importantly so were her pointed ears. She had been told her eyes were a lovely shade of brown but that was common enough that no one would take notice.

Soon she came to the edge of the village and the more run down houses and shops that marked it. Whilst she did not know what was here precisely, she had always found that hedge wizards preferred to operate on the outskirts of towns and villages rather than in the centre. She guessed it was their desire for seclusion contesting with their need to earn money that stopped them straying too far into or away from the settlement.

Looking around, she saw a sign marking an alchemist's shop and moved towards it. It was as good a bet as any. Pushing open the door she found the place small and dingy, with potions lining all the shelves.

No one was here so she cleared her throat and called out. "Hello?"

Shuffling sounded from the back of the shop and a cloaked figure walked into view. It stared at her a moment before waving her in and she shut the door behind her to stand by the counter.

"What can I do for you?" a voice said beneath the robes and Narlissa found herself wary.

"I have a... cantrip I need dispelling. Can you help with that?"

The figure laughed. "You think I am a wizard, half-elf?"

She shrugged her shoulders. "I do not know, sir. That is why I am asking." Subconsciously Narlissa clutched the bundle in her hands tighter. She was not about to have the amulet taken now.

The figure shrugged off their cloak then to reveal a man likely in his late-thirties. He was tall with dark skin. Brown eyes shone out from beneath a mane of brown hair. He was dressed in a plain blue robe and from what Narlissa could see of him he was slender but not bony, and she guessed he stood at about 6'2".

"I apologise for the show, m'lady," he said with a gracious bow. "But I have had too many unfortunate incidents in this shop recently. I find such an imposing entrance usually scares off the troublemakers. I am Malcolm."

Narlissa smiled, relieved to see such a friendly face. "I am Narlissa. Pleased to meet you." They shook hands briefly.

"Well what can I do for you?" the man she now knew as Malcolm said after a moment. "I can indeed dispel many cantrips with the right time and effort."

"Have you heard of the the theft at the baron's house?" she asked, testing the waters.

The wizard laughed. "I have! What great sport. I hope they stole everything. The true criminals are the nobles, after all."

Narlissa grinned. He would not report her. She held out the cloth bundle and the wizard took it, slowly opening it with an intrigued look. His eyes opened wide as he saw the glowing amulet within.

"You are the thief!" he said, looking up at her.

She nodded, preparing to grab the amulet and run if she felt he would change his mind about calling the guards.

Malcolm grinned. "Excellent. I shall help you with this, of course. It is good fun."

He stepped to the back of the shop, disappearing round the corner. Narlissa edged after him.

"Do please follow me," he said and she did so hurriedly, not wanting the amulet to be out of her sight for too long.

What she saw took her breath away. Malcolm had shed his blue robe and was standing only in the cloth pants he clearly wore beneath. He might have been in his late-thirties but he still looked amazing. He had his arms raised above his head and a magical glow seemed to hover in the room. The amulet lay on a pedestal in front of him and as Narlissa watched he stretched out his arms towards it. Sudden power leapt to the amulet. It stopped glowing immediately.

Malcolm lowered his arms and the magical force disappeared, and then he passed the amulet to Narlissa. She clutched it tightly, making sure it was still intact, and a relieved grin broke out on her face as she realised it was still in perfect condition. Only now, without the spell that gave her away.

"Thank you, Malcolm," she smiled.

"It was nothing," the dusky wizard bowed back.

Narlissa reached for her purse. There was not much gold left in it but she hoped she had enough. "How much do I owe you?"

A grin stretched across Malcolm's handsome face. "For such entertainment? You owe me nothing, Narlissa. Your theft of that amulet and the subsequent distress it has caused the baroness is payment enough."

Narlissa giggled at that. It was nice to have her work appreciated by someone.

"And besides," Malcolm continued as a wicked glint entered his eyes. "I could never bring myself to take money from a woman so beautiful."

Narlissa's pussy throbbed. Was he really complimenting her? This man was probably ten years older than her, likely closer to fifteen. But he was handsome, so very handsome...

"Do you take... anything from beautiful women?"

Malcolm took a step closer as Narlissa's response, clearly given confidence by her answer. "I do take other things," he whispered. "Though I must admit, I prefer it when they take things from me."

He was in front of her then and suddenly he was kissing her. Narlissa moaned into his mouth, feeling his wiry arms wrap round her back. There was strength in those arms. His skin glistened with a faint sheen of sweat from his spellcasting and she enjoyed the smell of it. Her insides ached to be filled with his cock.

She stepped back, grabbing her leather armour and quickly undoing the knots. Malcolm helped her peel it off until she found herself naked, staring lustfully at him. His own expression suggested his sheer joy at the sight of her nude form. His hands reached out to explore her figure.

Suddenly, he grasped her arms, spinning her round and lowering her into the comfortable chair that sat against the far wall. She thumped down into it as he dropped to his knees and pushed her legs apart.

"Oh fuck!" Narlissa moaned as his tongue found her folds. He ate pussy gloriously, sweeping over her lips and hungrily devouring her snatch. Eventually he found her clit, and he swirled his tongue around the bud as her hips began to buck.

She cried out as she came. Her insides pulsed with the pleasure of it as she climaxed hard against his face. Her juices seeped from her cunt, smearing against his face.

At last it had faded, and Malcolm stood with a broad grin. Narlissa reached forwards to undo his trousers, tugging them down his legs. His cock sprang free, hard and proud, and she moaned at the sight.

"Fuck me with that big cock, Malcolm," she said.

He grinned, running his hand over her thigh. "I didn't know you were sterile," he said. "When did you have the spell cast on you?"

Narlissa's eyes widened. Sterile! "What do you mean?" she said in surprise.

Malcolm looked concerned for a moment. "You have a spell of sterilisation on you, Narlissa. You can't become pregnant as long as it is active. I'm surprised you didn't know - they're very expensive spells to cast and extremely sought after. They're also well out of my ability range."

Narlissa considered a moment. She was quite sure she had never had that sort of spell cast on her. But Sir Jeffrey had, he mentioned it on their long ride through the wilderness. Maybe it was not just his horniness and potent orgasms he had unknowingly passed on to her...

"I may not be able to cast it, Narlissa, but I can dispel it if you wish. I see you did not know you had the spell on you. Would you like me to unravel it?"

Narlissa considered a moment, then shook her head. "No, Malcolm. I think I quite like the knowledge that I can fuck and fuck and fuck and not have to worry about pregnancy."

"Very well," he grinned. "Shall we get to the fucking part?"

She nodded as he quickly stood, grasping her hands and pulling her to her feet as he did so. They kissed again even more passionately, Narlissa's cunt desperately craving his cock. Sir Jeffrey had a lot to answer for, Narlissa thought with a grin. If she ever saw the knight again she was going to make sure she fucked his brains out in thanks for these special gifts.

Not that she thought about Sir Jeffrey for long because soon Malcolm had bent her over the pedestal where he cast his spells. Her big tits hung down and he eagerly grabbed them before he let go of one and instead lined up his cock.

"Oh Narlissa, you're so tight," he moaned as he pushed inwards. Narlissa groaned too as she felt her cunt squeezing his lovely cock as it slipped deeper. Soon he was fully inside her and she felt as if her whole body had been filled.

He moved his hips slowly at first, clearly enjoying the feeling of being buried in her pussy. Narlissa loved it too and she could feel every inch of his cock inside her. She leant forwards and delighted at the sensation of his hands on her hips and breasts whilst his length probed her pussy.

Malcolm let go of her breasts and grabbed her ass. She enjoyed the feeling of his hands squeezing the supple cheeks and he started to speed up his thrusts. Soon he was fucking her hard in the back room of the shop and she was moaning uncontrollably with each thrust.

"Oh fuck me, Malcolm!" she cried as she felt her body tensing. His big cock ploughed into her and he leaned forwards again to grab and squeeze her tits with both hands. It felt amazing and Narlissa knew she was going to come soon.

It happened moments later. "Oh yes!" she shrieked as her cunt spasmed around his hard cock. Pleasure flooded her mind and Narlissa stopped focusing on anything except the strength of her orgasm.

Malcolm came seconds later with a wild shout of rapture and Narlissa felt his cock twitch as his cum spurted deep into her pussy. For a moment they were both lost in their climaxes.

Eventually they were done and Malcolm pulled out with a sigh. Narlissa stood, her pussy tingling with satisfaction, and turned back to the dusky wizard.

"Thank you, Malcolm," she giggled. She quickly dressed.

He grinned. "And thank you, Narlissa. Good luck with that amulet."

Narlissa picked up the amulet and wrapped it in the cloth again. It was not glowing anymore but she still did not want to display it. She walked to the front of the store.

Soon she was back outside. She had an amulet to sell.



Narlissa and the Amulet Ch. 04



Narlissa Quickhands, half-elf and master thief, sat low on her horse as it sped through the wilderness. She always made sure she picked mounts that were sure-footed in thick woodland because she very rarely took main roads. As a thief she spent half her time quickly escaping a target and she didn't want to make her journey on paths that might mean she was easily found.

This horse was a good one and she had used her for nearly a year now. Her name was Faeht, an elvish word meaning simply "fast horse". Although it was not particularly imaginative the general human population spoke no elvish and so Narlissa knew she was not likely to meet another rider with a horse with the same name.

She was making good time and had been riding for almost the whole afternoon. It was the middle of evening now and the sun was just starting to think about setting. The visit to Malcolm's shop had taken place early in the afternoon as Narlissa did not want to risk staying in the town too long, so she now found herself a great distance from the baron's house.

Her only fear was that she would have to get near the city to sell the amulet. Thankfully her fence lived just outside the walls so she would not have to pass any guards but she still always felt nervous before she met the man.

With that thought in mind Narlissa rounded a corner and found herself on a road. It was not well used and the muddy track was grown through with grass. She suspected it was a little-known route between two villages and as such only ever travelled by the locals. She was unlikely to find any guards or soldiers here.

Narlissa continued on at a slower pace, allowing Faeht the time to relax a bit on surer footing and a more gentle speed. She did not want to damage the horse by any means - Narlissa had always loved the woodland and the animals, but that was not surprising given that she was half-elf. The elves were known for their affinity with nature and most never ventured near a human city, preferring their own versions of cities that existed amongst the trees. Narlissa had only ever seen an elven city once and it was quite beautiful. She always found it amazing how the different races of the land could have so many different types of city.

She was thinking about dwarf cities and how she had never seen one when she saw the carriage lying at a strange angle at the side of the path. Two horses stood unhitched nearby grazing on the grass and she slowed Faeht as she passed it. The carriage was large and ornate, probably belonging to a merchant, and it looked like it had crashed. It was lying not quite on its side but also not upright and she then noticed that its rear right wheel was lying awkwardly in a ditch.

There was a man there, frantically digging through the mud to try and remove the wheel. He was dressed in expensive clothes although they were now caked with dirt and he was muttering to himself as he tried to free the wheel.

"Can I help?" Narlissa said.

The man jumped and turned around, looking Narlissa up and down. "You could, m'lady," he said.

Narlissa dismounted, stepping forwards. She got a better look at the man then and realised he was actually very handsome. His face was clear of mud and she could see the slight beard that suited his manly features. Steely blue eyes stared out from under a fringe of red hair. She guessed he was about her age (in his mid-twenties) and probably 6'2" or so.

"How can I help?" she said, climbing next to him. He was fairly broad and she realised that he was in very good shape for a merchant. Most merchants spend their fortunes getting very fat indeed.

"If I could be so bold, I would use your horse to pull this carriage out," he said. "I have been trying to dig the wheel free as two horses are just not strong enough but I am having no luck. A third horse will probably do it."

Narlissa bit her lower lip and turned to Faeht. She was sure the horse was able for the task. "Very well, sir. But first I must know your name. I am Narlissa."

"Forgive my rudeness, Narlissa. I am Paul, trader of fur."

She climbed out of the ditch then, bringing Faeht round to the front of the carriage whilst Paul hitched his two horses back to it. After he was done Narlissa placed Faeht at the head of the group.

"Well, here we go," Paul smiled, climbing into the driving seat. He looked down at Narlissa and grinned. "Are you going to join me?"

Narlissa climbed up next to him quickly. He commanded the horses forward and they started to walk, even Faeht. Narlissa was impressed at his horsemanship. With a lurching groan the carriage pulled free from the ditch.

"Yes!" Paul shouted joyfully as it started to move once more. Clearly Faeht's extra help had done the trick.

Narlissa smiled happily too. She might have been a thief but she still liked to help people. She only stole from those who didn't really deserve their money in the first place, or at least abused the power it gave them.

After a few minutes, Paul turned to her. "If you want me to stop, Narlissa, just say. I am aware you were on a journey and though I appreciate your lovely company I will not hold you up. I think my own two horses will suffice again."

Narlissa considered a moment. She could carry on riding for a little while but the sun was getting low now and she would be stopping to camp soon anyway. Staying with Paul would mean she might not have to sleep out in the wilderness given the size of his carriage. And perhaps she might have company for the night...

"I would be stopping to camp soon anyway, Paul. Where are you heading to?"

"I was supposed to reach the next village by nightfall," he sighed. "But that delay has held me up. Don't worry, there is nothing unsafe or unpleasant in these woods, I was just looking forward to the companionship of another person tonight."

Narlissa raised an eyebrow. "Companionship?" Her pussy throbbed at the thought. It had been morning when she last had sex, and her cunt was beginning to yearn for a cock once more.

Paul went slightly red. "Ah, nothing, nothing," he quickly stammered. "Ignore me."

"Very well," Narlissa said, not wanting to embarrass him. She pointed to a slight clearing to the left. "Perhaps you could stop there. It looks a solid place to camp."

Paul nodded, and turned the carriage, stopping it in the clearing. The dimming rays of sunlight filled the grove. Narlissa then noticed the stream running at the bottom.

"You are welcome to stay in my carriage tonight, Narlissa," Paul said. "There are two beds at opposite ends in case I have visitors and a curtain for privacy, so do not worry about that. I must offer you something in return for your help. It is more comfortable than sleeping in the wilderness at least."

"Thank you, Paul. I accept your offer," she smiled. She also had no intention whatsoever of sleeping in a separate bed to this very attractive man.

He climbed down and so did she. Turning to the stream, Paul smiled. "I think perhaps I should bathe before I enter the carriage given how covered in mud I am," he laughed. "I will join you in there shortly, Narlissa. Please make yourself at home."

Paul turned then and Narlissa watched as he reached the water's edge and peeled off his shirt. He had a lovely strong chest with a nice amount of chest hair. Narlissa liked her men in all sorts of shapes and sizes, as long as they were attractive. And Paul was definitely attractive.

Remembering how embarrassed he had got when she mentioned companionship earlier, however, she thought he might panic if he saw her watching him, so she quickly climbed into the carriage. It was more spacious on the inside than it looked on the outside. Immediately to her left was a raised bed with a curtain which she assumed was the visitor's bed. A table stood in the middle resting on a few heavy chests she guessed were full of furs to sell and a much larger bed stood at the rear of the carriage. It was not a huge room (it had to be pulled by horses after all) but it was big enough to be comfortable.

She set down her pack and unclipped her leather armour. With a smirk she pulled it from her slender body and soon she was naked. The carriage was warm and it was a relief to have her armour off. It was not uncomfortable (sometimes she had to wear it for days) but it was still nice to be free of it for a while.

Moving to the window she watched Paul as he bathed. He had stripped to his undergarments and she could see his lovely body. She was getting so wet just staring at him that she thought she might explode as he grabbed his now-clean clothes and started to walk back to the carriage.

She quickly lit some of the lamps with a match and moved to lie in the visitor's bed. Paul seemed the timid type and she didn't want to scare him off, no matter how much her pussy wanted her just to jump him at the first opportunity.

Instead she waited as Paul entered the carriage and glanced at what he thought was her sleeping form, before quietly locking the door behind him. She felt his gaze lingering over her body (the thin sheets revealed her figure well) then he began to move towards his bed. Getting there, he glanced back over at Narlissa to make sure she was asleep, then pulled down his underwear.

Narlissa watched him with barely-open eyes. He looked wonderful naked and soon she could take no more. As Paul set his clothes aside she slipped from the covers and moved quickly and quietly towards him. She was a master of stealth and he had no idea she was there.

"Hello Paul," she said quietly.

He yelped in surprise and spun to her, the surprise rapidly becoming embarrassment as he remembered he was naked. He sat back quickly on the large bed and covered his cock with his hands.

That embarrassment then seemed to be clouded by something else as he realised that she was naked, too. His eyes roved over her body even as he stammered an apology.

"I'm s-sorry," he said.

Narlissa was not sure what he was saying sorry for but she didn't care either. Instead she stepped closer to him again. She enjoyed the way his breath quickened.

"Paul, I can see you enjoying the sight of my naked body," she grinned. "So how about you stop acting embarrassed and let me suck your cock?"

He breathed out and slowly pulled his hands away. His length was already rock hard at the sight of her and Narlissa smirked that she had had such an effect. She dropped to her knees.

"It is a lovely cock," she moaned as she reached out. She leaned forwards and Paul gasped in pleasure as she took his length between her lips.

She hungrily sucked his length. She alternated between swirling her tip around his ridges and bobbing her head rapidly on his shaft. Paul groaned louder and louder. As the minutes passed by his confidence grew and Narlissa moaned as he reached down to play with one of her big tits.

It felt wonderful and soon Narlissa could take no more. She stood, pushing Paul back onto the bed. She climbed on with him and rolled onto her back. He knew what she wanted and was soon propped up above her.

"Oh fuck," she moaned as he pushed his cock inside her. He groaned too as he stuffed full her eager cunt and stared blissfully at her. Narlissa grinned back at the merchant.

He began to move his hips and soon he was pumping quickly into her slender body. Her breasts shook on her chest and she wrapped her legs around his waist so that he could get even deeper into her. Narlissa was crying out her ecstasy as her orgasm got closer.

His hard body looked amazing in the lamplight of the carriage and she thought she could feel the whole room shaking with his thrusts. From outside there would be no doubt what was happening in the carriage and Narlissa found that thought incredibly hot.

She reached up and grasped Paul's cheeks, holding him above her as he grunted out his pleasure. His hips slammed against hers and his body quivered with the effort of their sex. His muscles were taut and his eyes were starting to glaze. Narlissa knew he was close. So was she and seconds later she was pushed over the edge.

"Fuck yes!" she shrieked as she came. Her cunt clamped down on Paul's cock, spasming around his length. He joined her in climax and Narlissa knew his seed was spurting inside her. The thought drove her even higher to absolute orgasmic bliss and it seemed a long time until the rapture started to fade.

At last he slumped down on top of her and Narlissa held him close. Rolling over, Paul grinned and sighed.

"I'm glad you overcame your embarrassment," Narlissa winked, setting her head down on the pillow.

She was asleep moments later.



Narlissa and the Amulet Ch. 05



Narlissa Quickhands, half-elf and master thief, awoke with a satisfied moan that only a good night's sleep after a nice hot fuck can bring. She rolled over and sighed happily at the sight of Paul lying asleep next to her. Happy because he was very handsome and she thought he was cute but also because her cunt had started to tingle with desire and she knew this attractive man would have few doubts about stuffing her full of his cock once again. Once he woke up, of course.

To that end, Narlissa reached out. She smirked to herself as her hand slid under the covers and started to run down the front of Paul's body. He moaned and his eyelids fluttered, slowly opening. A grin spread across his face which was quickly replaced by a pleasurable gasp as her hand wrapped around his cock.

"You know how to wake a man up, Narlissa," he groaned as she started to pump on his length, which was growing harder by the second.

"I do," she winked back, throwing back the covers. She kissed down his naked body and he reached out to grasp her red hair, playing with the beads she wore around her head. She parted her mouth and sucked his cock between her lips. Paul moaned loudly at the feeling.

Narlissa enjoyed giving blowjobs. She expected her lovers felt the same way about going down on her. It was incredibly hot knowing that this other person was lying there in ecstasy because of something she was doing to them and Paul was definitely in ecstasy. His eyes kept rolling back every time she bobbed her head and his moans were loud in the carriage.

Narlissa could take no more. Climbing quickly up his body she lifted her hips, grabbing his cock and quickly sitting on the rigid length. She moaned as she felt him slipping inside her cunt. Paul's eyes opened wide in pleasure too and Narlissa immediately began to move her hips.

He felt so good as he stretched her cunt. Her nipples were hard and she groaned as Paul reached up to lightly tweak them, sending more pleasure through her. She started to bounce quicker and quicker on his cock, the feeling of him every time she took him all the way inside getting her closer and closer to her release.

"You're going to make me come," he grunted, staring at her with pure lust. His blue eyes were half-glazed.

Narlissa wanted to make him come almost as much as she wanted to come herself. She wanted both. She sped up, slamming her hips down on his, enjoying the way her tits shook in his grasp. Her mouth was open and she felt her insides tensing.

"I'm coming!" Paul shouted, thrusting his hips up as his cock twitched inside her. Narlissa knew he was pumping her full of his seed and the thought of that was all she needed.

"Ahh!" she screamed as her cunt seized hold of his length, pulsating on his cock. She came for what seemed like minutes as her insides felt like they wanted to milk Paul dry.

At last she was done and she slumped down on top of the handsome merchant with a broad grin.

"As I said, a lovely way to wake up in the morning," he laughed breathlessly.

Narlissa giggled in response, then rolled off him. She stood, staring at his naked body almost reluctantly as she realised she had to go, then dressed. His eyes watching her as she pulled on her clothes almost got her so horny she jumped him a second time but she knew she had no time for that.

Eventually, she was dressed, and she moved over to kiss Paul passionately on the lips. As she pulled away he grinned.

"Thank you for staying the night," he smiled.

"Thank you for offering," she winked in response before slipping from the carriage.

Outside, Narlissa gathered Faeht's reins and mounted her before immediately setting off down the road. Soon she could no longer see the carriage and she was back in the forests again, getting ever-closer to the city that she needed to reach.

It was a good few hours before she caught sight of the city walls. She slowed Faeht down - approaching too quickly would definitely look suspicious and Narlissa needed to do everything possible not to attract attention from any passing guards. This close to the city there were guards patrolling past at frequent intervals and she needed to make sure none took an interest in her belongings.

Luckily, none did and she at last reached the city walls. She skirted the city until the found what she was looking for - a large crack in the base of the stone wall leading down into darkness underneath the city. Making sure that no one could see her (she was not on the main road), she quickly dismounted and slipped into the opening.

Dropping down into the hole she found herself on hard cobbled ground beneath the city and she began to walk quickly forward. She knew where to go - she had been here plenty of times before. Most people might have needed to light a lamp to see where they were going as it was pitch-black in the passageway but Narlissa had inherited her vision from her mother and as such could see almost perfectly.

The amulet was heavy around her neck and she quickly rounded a corner, finding a small stream running through the middle of the passageway. This used to be sewers may decades ago but was now totally unused. The water that ran through the tunnel was actually clean and as such it supported a small settlement of people.

It was that settlement she came upon now. It was lit up with lanterns and bonfires and a good few figures milled about. About thirty people lived under the city in this way, although most spent their time above ground but came back to sleep and hide. You see, they were criminals by and large. It was in this settlement that Narlissa had first done work for her old crime lord until the man had grown too powerful for this settlement and instead moved into a mansion in the city centre. Once you were rich enough you could live where you liked no matter how you got your money. That is what Narlissa had learned from the man.

But her fence still lived down here. He had claimed an abandoned side-room for his own which meant that he almost had a front door. She knocked on it and it opened slowly, and a smile grew on her face as she recognised Dominic. He had not changed.

"Narlissa!" he said happily, a smile on his face too. "How nice to see you. Please, come in."

She did and he shut the door behind her, offering to take her cloak which she handed over. He hung it on the wall. Despite being underground, Dominic's home was very pleasant and well-furnished. It was lit with many lanterns. Although fuel was fairly expensive, Dominic was not short of money.

He was a fence, which meant that he bought stolen good from thieves and robbers and sold them on to more reputable merchants. Most thieves could not simply sell their wares straight to a stall on the street because they would be caught within minutes. Dominic had a way of always finding the right merchants to sell his wares to. The merchants made money by buying Dominic's goods below market price, Dominic made money by buying them from the thieves for less than he sold them for, and the thieves made money because, well, they'd not spent any money in the first place.

Even though Narlissa knew that Dominic would get more money for the amulet than he paid her, she did not mind. He was still very generous with his pay, which is why all the best thieves came to him. And because the best thieves stole the best items, it meant he made enough money to afford the luxuries that were dotted about his home.

"So, what brings my favourite half-elf to my humble abode?" he smiled pleasantly. Dominic was an attractive man. Though his head was bald, it was by choice not nature. He was not particularly broad but he was not slender either and he had a good set to him that spoke of strength and muscle on his roughly 6' frame. His brown eyes softened his otherwise hard face. But it was a very nice face nonetheless...

Narlissa shook her head. Here she was again, supposed to be selling the item she had worked so hard to get to this point and instead she was staring at an attractive man in lust. Not that it was entirely inappropriate, she thought with a smirk. She came to Dominic to sell her wares not only because he was easy to get to and paid her well, but also because she really enjoyed the way they celebrated their transactions.

But she had to make the transaction first. She stepped forwards and unhooked the amulet from her neck, offering it out to Dominic. He took it and his eyes widened.

"A fine, fine item, Narlissa. I swear, you bring better treasures to me each and every time."

He did not ask where she had got it. He never did. Narlissa appreciated that - it meant that if he was caught he would know nothing of its origins and therefore she would not be found out. Instead, he would take the blame for possession and the punishment that came with it.

Dominic moved over to his desk and as he did so Narlissa appreciated the sight of his body. If he noticed her stare he did not react and she suspected he was too caught up in appraising the item to be thinking lustful thoughts. Turning the amulet over in his hands he puffed out his cheeks.

He turned to her. "Solid gold, Narlissa. Very, very nice. Tell me, is there an enchantment upon it? I detect nothing of the sort but it surprises me that one is absent."

"There was an enchantment," Narlissa smiled. "But I had it dispelled. It is clean."

"Dispelled?" Dominic raised an eyebrow. "Those spells are very expensive, Narlissa. You know I would have found a way to do it far cheaper for you."

Narlissa smirked. "Don't worry, Dominic. I found... other ways to pay."

"I bet you did, Narlissa. You haven't changed a bit," he laughed. He walked quickly to a chest at the foot of his bed. Opening it, he dropped the amulet inside and pulled out a leather pouch.

He returned to her, giving her the pouch. It was heavy with the weight of coins.

Narlissa's eyes widened in surprise. "How much gold is in here?" she gasped. It was more than she was expecting.

"I do not know," Dominic shrugged. "At least one hundred pieces. I merely took my most full bag for you, Narlissa. That amulet is exquisite and so you deserve a small fortune for bringing it to me."

"Thank you, Dominic," she grinned, walking to her cloak and slipping the leather pouch inside. She had received her payment, now to receive her reward...

She sauntered back towards Dominic and a grin spread across his strong features. Reaching him, she took hold of the front of his shirt. She was so worked up, knowing that sex was imminent. Her pussy desired him.

"Narlissa, I demand that you unhand me," he grinned.

"Never," she moaned back and quickly kissed him. Dominic wrapped his strong arms round her back and held her there as he kissed her back. She ran her hands over his bald head, enjoying its smoothness.

He picked her up then and walked towards the bed. He climbed on, dropping Narlissa beneath him and she smirked up as he reached to take off his shirt. Soon his chest was exposed and he reached for her own armour. She let him peel it off until she was naked and she watched on with lust as he kissed down her body and pushed her legs apart.

Suddenly he was kissing her cunt and Narlissa cried out in pleasure at the feeling. This handsome man did wonderful things to her pussy with his tongue and it was not long until she was thrashing on the bed at his excellent work. With a shuddering cry of release she came around his lips, her juices wetting his mouth and chin.

He grinned as he climbed up the bed and Narlissa sat forwards to undo his pants. When they were loose she tugged them down his legs and soon his cock stood proud on his naked body. He looked wonderful and she realised she needed him inside her.

"Fuck me, Dominic," she moaned, and he rolled on top of her quickly. Grasping his cock he obeyed her moments later. He felt so good sinking inside her that Narlissa thought she might come there and then. Instead she was merely filled with pleasure.

That pleasure grew as Dominic started to move his hips. His cock filled her cunt so magnificently, this handsome man glistening with a faint layer of sweat. It was not long before his length was sliding rapidly in and out of her pussy and Narlissa delighted in it.

He held himself above her and grunted with each thrust. His eyes were beginning to glaze and Narlissa recognised that he was close to coming - she had seen that look many times before. Yet he seemed to be in even more pleasure than usual and somewhere beneath the haze of rapture Narlissa knew that it was to do with the gifts Sir Jeffrey had unknowingly given her.

She did not think about that for long as Dominic stared down at her with a gritted jaw. His brown eyes shone with lust and he pumped frantically into her tightening pussy.

"Ah fuck!" he cried as he slammed his hips against hers. His cock twitched powerfully and Narlissa almost felt the sensation of his hot cum spraying against her walls. His eyes rolled back and he shouted out his pleasure.

Narlissa followed seconds later. "I'm coming!" she shrieked as her cunt spasmed around his length, pleasure filling her mind. She twitched and flailed as her orgasm burned in her and soon she was completely lost to its strength.

At last it was done and Dominic rolled off her with a happy sigh. She giggled too, pushing herself into a sitting position. He stared at her blissfully.

"I do love your visits, Narlissa."

"For the items I supply or the sex that follows?" she grinned back.

"Both."

Narlissa laughed and stood, moving to dress quickly. Dominic had thrown her armour hastily over the floor but soon she had located it all and was dressed again. He looked at her slightly sadly.

"You are going already?" he said. "I was hoping you might stay for a little while to... rest and recuperate."

Narlissa laughed. "You know I would do no resting whatsoever. As tempting as that sounds, I have somewhere to be. Another time, Dominic."

"Very well, Narlissa. Take care," he smiled warmly, and she pulled on her cloak and slipped out of the door, making sure to shut it properly behind her. It could only be opened from the inside and she was sure that Dominic would not have liked her to leave it ajar so that any passer by could walk in and see him naked.

Soon she had clambered back out of the hole in the city wall and mounted Faeht, who was grazing nearby. The gold pouch hung wonderfully heavy around her neck and though she took most of the money and hid it in several places around Faeht's packs, she made sure to keep a good amount in her direct possession. There were one hundred and seventeen gold pieces in total - enough to almost buy a house. She was rich, at least until she gave most of it away to those in need. She told herself each time to keep the money to herself just this once but she never did. Someone else always needed it more.

Even so, Narlissa was happy for the moment. She turned Faeht, spurring the horse into motion until she was soon riding swiftly through the wilderness. She might have sold the amulet but she already had a new task set firmly in mind. She wanted to see an old friend.

She rode quickly towards Sir Jeffrey's village.

THE END