Storiesonline.net ------- Rescue by John Evans Copyright© 2005 by John Evans ------- Description: This is the second book of the Pervikar series Codes: MF FF Mult fant cons non-con les bi het group orgy oral anal size beast mod ------- ------- Author's Note: I want to thank all of you who like my stories and for the feedback you have given me. I hate to admit that I am a very slow typist and even though the other stories are written, it will be awhile before I can get them all typed. I hope you will bear with me and continue to enjoy these adventures. I wish to express my thanks to mack_the_knife and his wife who appreciate my work. Mack's wife has graciously agreed to edit my work so my poor typing skills won't continue to detract from the story. Please check out the works of mack_the_knife. They are well written and highly entertaining. My special thanks goes also to sweetmirazh, who does some of my editing. John Evans ------- Chapter 1 Per was nervous and had every right to be. Here he was entering the Capitol of the Overlord and the Overlord's wife, Queen Shara, had put out a contract with an assassin's guild to have Per killed. The gates through which Per had entered the city closed behind him with a finality he did not like. Per had entered the city at dusk, hoping that the gloom and darkness would hide him long enough to find his friends. They had been separated after they had encountered and army of bugbears and hobgoblins. Per was further delayed by two fire giantesses. When he finally made it to the nearest town, he learned that all of his friends had escaped and had arrived several days ago. As relieved as Per was to hear of their safe arrival, he was also shocked to find out that they had all left because they had been told he was there. Per could not find out who had told them about his locations. The innkeeper could only remember that they walked in one day after they had been out searching for him, packed up their gear, and told the innkeeper that the person they had been searching for had been taken to the Capitol. Per followed after them the very next day. Per headed for the tavern that had been recommended to him by the innkeeper. The Buxom Barmaid was a rowdy place, but the owner was discreet. The place was supposed to be classy enough to keep the riff-raff out and rowdy enough to keep it from being respectable. In other words, it was popular. As Per approached the tavern, he glanced up at the painted sign over the door. The painter had used a lot of imagination. He had painted a picture of a barmaid wearing a tight blouse and showing a ton of cleavage. Per chuckled when he thought that the painted breasts would put Electana's to shame. Per steeled himself and went inside the noisy tavern. The main room was smoky and every table was filled. Big busted barmaids wearing white blouses that were opened down to their waist circulated around serving drinks and joking with the customers, while three musicians played in a back corner. "How may I serve you?" a short balding man wearing an apron asked Per. "It depends on if you are Marsh Keeper," said Per. "And if I was?" asked the man with a smile. "Then I'd tell you that an innkeeper in Codee sends his regards and that I need a quiet room." "And this innkeeper told you that you would have to pay forty sauers per night, didn't he?" "No, he said five and that you would still be robbing me blind." Keeper laughed and guided Per to a table by the entrance to the kitchen. "He would say that," replied Keeper, as he turned to leave. "We'll talk later and I'll show you the room." Per had just settled down into his chair when a woman sat down on his lap, mashed her large breasts against his chest, and wrapped her arms around Per's neck to give him a deep soul-searing kiss. Per's cock hardened as the woman ground her body against his and forced her tongue into his mouth. After a few minutes, she abruptly broke off the kiss and leaned back. Per finally saw who it was. "Melinar!" "It's nice to know you haven't forgotten me," said Melinar with a smile. "I knew it was you the minute you entered. Marsh said you needed a quiet room." Melinar got up from Per's lap. "Come with me." Per started to rise, but had to reach down to adjust his semi-hard cock. With a grunt, he hitched it around to be comfortable. "Well, it seems that you are happy to see me," said Melinar, watching him. "I am put out with you, though... only two letters in the past year." "Melinar, let's not argue here. I have to get out of sight." Melinar chuckled softly and grasped Per's hand. She led him through the kitchen door. None of the cooks or their helpers looked up from their duties as Melinar took Per through the kitchen. She grabbed a cloak off of a peg by the back door and slung it around her shoulders. Crossing the back yard, the two of them entered the stables. Melinar went down to a stall and Per watched in wonder as she opened a hidden door on the rear wall of the stable. Melinar pulled Per through the door and closed it behind them. Per found himself in a small alleyway. The alley went off to his right, left and straight ahead. Melinar grasped his hand again and started walking straight. They crossed two main streets before they reached the back entrance to a modest two story house. Melinar quickly led him into the house and locked the door behind them. "Okay, Per, you can relax. You're safe," stated Melinar as she took off her cloak. "Where are we?" asked Per. "My house." "Your house?" asked Per a little startled. The house was furnished exquisitely. "The... um... items you gave Nyran and me gave each of us a good bit of cash. I own this house, the Buxom Barmaid Tavern, and one other establishment. Nyran is using her share to study magic at the Academy. Wait until you see her! She's been waiting for your return." Melinar's face suddenly turned serious. "Per, what trouble are you in? The first letter you sent us hinted at it, but wasn't specific. Now you've come sneaking into the city and looking for a place to hide." Per sat down at the kitchen table with Melinar and told her how Queen Shara had tried to have him killed and about his companions being here. Melinar listened, but stood up to get out cheese, bread and slices of cold beef. "As far as I know, the contract is still in effect," concluded Per. "I have to be cautious when I look for my friends." "Per, even if you wear a hat to cover that green hair of yours, no one is going to miss your size. Assassins will be sent just to check you out on that alone. I'll have someone look for your friends." "It's too dangerous," argued Per. "If it gets back that you are helping me, you could end up with a knife in the back. My friends are probably being used as bait." "All the more reason for you to sit tight. Per, trust me. The people I can send out are good and won't get caught. At least, they'll be a little more nondescript than seven foot-six, three hundred plus pounds, with green hair and violet eyes." Per looked over at Melinar. She still had long honey-blond hair and her eyes twinkled mischievously. She was wearing a corset, which push out her massive breasts under her white blouse. Melinar's tits almost rivaled his mother's in size. She was streetwise and knew her way around. The city was not all that familiar to Per. "Alright," said Per, giving in. "Just tell them to be careful. Someone told them I was here when I was actually several days behind them. That makes me suspicious. I left my mule outside the tavern." "Don't worry," said Melinar, raising her hand. "It's been unloaded and moved several times by now. In the morning, he'll be in the livery stable a block west of here." Per stood up and walked over to Melinar. "You're a treasure," he said, kissing her. "You're gonna owe me big for this." Per reached down and picked Melinar up effortlessly. "Well, I guess I'm going to have to start repaying you tonight." "I was hoping you'd say that," replied Melinar, putting her arms around his neck. Per carried Melinar upstairs to her bedroom. Finely crafted dressers and tables were arranged against the walls. A huge four poster bed dominated the room and there were paintings of flowers on walls. Per set Melinar back on her feet gently. Leaning down, he began kissing her and she returned his kisses with fervor. Their kissing became more passionate as their tongues twined around each other. Per slid his hands up and down Melinar's back as he felt his cock stiffen. Reaching around her, he unlaced her corset and loosened it enough for it to drop to the ground. Her skirt quickly followed the corset to the floor and Per lifted her blouse off over her head. Melinar was breathing hard as she unbuttoned Per's shirt and, with a little help, got it off of him. She rubbed her hands over his chest, feeling his hard muscles. Per, not to be outdone, reached up and cupped her breasts in his hands. Per's hands were larger than a human's, but even so, he could barely contain her soft globes in his hands. He tweaked Melinar's hard nipples, eliciting a moan of desire from her. Looking up into Per's eyes, Melinar slid both of her hands down to caress the hard bulge in his pants. Per gritted his teeth and fought down the urge to cum right then and there. Melinar's hands played over his cock, rubbing it up and down through his pants. She sensed his need and undid his belt. Kneeling down in front of him, she pulled his pants down, releasing his cock from its confinement, and allowing Per to step out of his pants "Oh, Per!" she sighed in joy. "It looks even bigger than I remember!" Melinar reached up to gently caress his testicles. "And your balls are huge!" Melinar continued to stare in fascination at Per's organ. She knew his balls had been big, but not this large. She would swear that each was the size of a lemon. Per broke into her reverie as he pulled her up and carried her over to the bed. The bed had to be ten feet long and wide enough to accommodate both of them with room to spare. He laid down beside her and, leaning up on one arm, began to fondle her body. Melinar moaned again as Per's hand caressed over her skin and then gasped as it slid down between her legs. One of her hands gripped his arm and the other pulled his head down to hers for a torrent kiss. Per's finger's parted the folds of Melinar's pussy and found the bud of her clitoris. Melinar gasped through their kiss and her hips bucked upward as his fingers stroked over her sensitive bud. Soon, her juices were flowing, making her cunt wet and slick. Slowly, Per pushed one of his fingers deep into her hot tunnel. Per rolled onto his hands and knees over top of Melinar. He moved down until his head was level with her heaving breasts. With one hand still fingering her tight pussy, Per licked and sucked at her huge tits, causing her breathing to become even heavier. Per slid even lower until he was between her open legs and staring at her glistening cunt. Slowly and carefully, because of his large canine teeth, he began to lick and tongue Melinar's pussy. Gasping for air and in delight, Melinar entwined her fingers in Per's greenish hair as his tongue sent electric shocks throughout her whole body. She pulled his head tighter to her cunt as her passion skyrocketed and then exploded. With a gargled yell, Melinar arched her body off the bed as she orgasmed, her fingers painfully gripping Per's hair. Per lapped away at her overflowing juices until her spasm subsided. "Oh, Per, that was wonderful!" moaned Melinar in bliss. She pulled him up to kiss him and then pushed him over onto his back. She then threw a leg over his hips so she was facing away from him. "Now, it's your turn." Melinar began to slide her slick pussy back and forth along Per's cock. It was lying flat on his stomach and Per could see the tip of it peek out from under her asscheeks as she slid on it. Melinar moved from side to side, grinding her pussy down on his cock and coating it with her own cum. She leaned forward towards Per's feet, raising her ass up, and reached down between them to grab hold of his semi-slick cock. Melinar tilted his cock up so that it was pointing straight at her pussy. She then slowly lowered herself onto his shaft until the head of his cock was wedged into her cunt. With the head inside her, Melinar released her hold and braced both of her hands on Per's knees. Slowly, with gasps and moans, Melinar ground her obscenely stretched pussy down onto Per's massive shaft. Per watched as inch after inch of his twelve inch cock sank into her wet, tight cunt. Melinar, gasping for breath, stopped after eight inches were inside her. "Gods, I think you have gotten bigger!" she panted. Melinar began to move up and down, fucking herself slowly on the eight inches of cockmeat inside her. Per felt her juices flowing as she became accustomed to his size. She sank back again until eight inches was deep inside her and, with a long intake of air, she lowered herself onto the last four inches. Per felt her vaginal muscles stretching tightly around his cock and her body trembling as her well-rounded ass settled on his stomach. Melinar stayed perfectly still for several long moments. Per's long, thick cock was all the way inside her pussy. Her hair hung down covering her face as she waited for her pussy to relax around the massive intruder. Per felt her cunt loosened and she slowly lifted up until only two inches were left inside her. Melinar moaned as she sank back down, allowing all of his cock to go back inside her. Per reached down and grasped her ankles. The feeling of his cock in her pussy was exquisite, but the slowness of her movement was pure torture. Per gritted his teeth together to keep from slamming his cock up into that delicious cunt. Melinar, flipping her hair back over a shoulder, peered back at Per and smiled. "I didn't... know If I could still... take all of you," she gasped. "I'm glad... I still can, even though... even though it took some work." Melinar leaned forward again, her hair falling back over her face. Her pace increased until her butt was actually bouncing off Per's rock-hard stomach. Her colossal breasts swayed and slapped together as she rammed herself up and down on Per's cock. Per felt the tension building in his balls and Melinar kept up her frantic pace. It was quickly becoming unbearable. Per was snorting for air through his nose and Melinar was crying out her own passion. Suddenly, all the sexual tension in Per's body stopped and then exploded. Per gripped Melinar's ankles tightly as his hips arched upward. Melinar, feeling Per's hip buck upward, slammed her ass down onto his stomach, engulfing his cock in her cunt. She felt his prick pulsate and expand inside her just before it blasted out the first hard, long, huge spurt of sperm. Melinar gasped as the spurt seemed to hit something inside her and touch off her own orgasm. "By the Gods, I know he didn't cum like this last time!" she thought as his second, third and fourth spurt of hot cum surged into her womb. Per's climax subsided after his cock fired off two final load of jism into Melinar's womb. Melinar gingerly climbed off Per, her over-filled pussy leaking white cum down her legs. Per's slick prick slapped wetly against his stomach and the burn of lust began in his balls. "C'mon, Per," said Melinar as she sank down onto her elbows and knees with her ass up in the air. "Mount up!" Per rolled over onto his knees and moved around behind Melinar. Her pussy glistened wetly as she moved her ass around in small enticing circles. Per grabbed her hips and sank half of his thick cock into her wet hole. Cum dribbled out as Melinar sighed and rolled down her thighs. She moaned in delight as she felt the fullness of his cock inside her and arched backwards, driving more of the hard shaft into her. Per slid almost all of his twelve-inch cock out of her pussy and the shoved it balls-deep back into her. Melinar grabbed a pillow and buried her face into it, crying out in passion. Her butt jiggled with each stroke as Per fuck his cock into her tight hot cunt. Melinar, gripping the pillow tightly, raised her head out of it and hissed, "Harder! Harder!" Per, the burn in his balls growing in intensity, needed no other encouragement. He rammed his cock in and out of Melinar's wet pussy. His large testicles slapped against her thighs and Melinar's large tits jiggled and bounced in response to each hard thrust. Melinar reburied her head back into the pillow, which barely muffled her screams and yells of delight and passion as Per's cock plowed relentlessly in and out of her over-stuffed pussy. Per fucked and fucked Melinar until her body was trembling and glistening in sweat. Melinar was gasping for breath and had lost count of the number of orgasms she had. Each thrust of Per's cock brought a muffled moan of joy from her dry mouth. Her hard nipples ached as she ground them against the mattress. Per had the red haze of his lust blocking his vision and it seemed like forever before he felt the buildup of sexual tension begin in his balls. His body started to shake as the pressure increased until, with one final thrust, his cock began spurting hot cum into Melinar's womb again. "Ohhhhh, yesssssssss!!!" moaned Melinar, turning her head to the side. "Fill me with your seed. I can feel you cumming inside me." Per spurted out five large wads of gooey jism before his climax tapered off. He slid his slick cock out of Melinar with a wet plop. Breathing hard, he rolled over onto his back to lie down next to the still kneeling Melinar. Melinar pushed herself up slightly and started to move on top of him, but stopped with a strange expression on her face. "I think my cup runneth over," she panted. "Your sperm is running down my legs." "I'm sorry." "Don't be... we're not finished yet." Melinar leaned over and gently grasped Per's half-soft cock. Opening her mouth, she sucked in half of the cum-slick shaft. Her tongue licked circles around his cockhead as if it was candy. Per's cock twitched and began to stiffen as Melinar's head bobbed up and down, sucking hard on it. As it hardened, Melinar grasped it with both hands and began to stroke it up and down as she continued to suck on it. Soon the only part of Per's cock she could keep in her mouth was the head. Melinar slurped and licked with an intensity like she would die if she did not get a taste of his cum. Her hands rhythmically pumped the hard shaft of his slick cock. Per's passion flared so fast and so suddenly that it took him by surprise. His eyes rolled back in his head as his hips arched upward. Melinar rode his cock upward as it exploded into her waiting mouth. She locked her lips around the tip of his cock as she continued to pump his pulsating cock. She gulped down the first large spurt of hot sperm as it filled her mouth. The second spurt billowed out her cheeks as she frantically swallowed the thick salty substance. As Per's torrent of cum subsided, Melinar lifted her head up and swallowed down the last of his jizz. She licked her lips and squeezed his cock. A large drop of white liquid oozed out of the tip and suspended there for just a second before Melinar swooped down and slurped the drop into her mouth. She then smiled at Per as her belly radiated a deep satisfying warmth throughout her body. How... how was that?" gasped Per, trying to regain his breath. "Delicious," purred Melinar as she snuggled up against his side. "It's so good to see you again." "It's nice... very nice to see you, too. How's Nyrandurril doing?" asked Per as he stroked Melinar's back. "She's well and she has a surprise for you. She's completed her probation period and is actually doing good as a magician. I'll bring her here tomorrow to see you and then we can put our heads together on how to find your friends." Per slept soundly and awoke late in the morning. The bed was empty except for himself. Dressing quickly, he went downstairs and found the house was also empty. He did find a note propped up on the kitchen table: "Per, there is meat and cheese in the cupboard. I left to go get Nyran. There is hot water on the stove. Be a dear and wash. Also, change your clothes. You have a certain fragrance I didn't notice last night, but did this morning. Your gear is in the storeroom and we should be back in the afternoon. Love, Melinar" Per ate a quick breakfast and went into the storeroom. Somehow, Melinar had gotten his packs off the mule and had placed them in the room. His spare clothing had been taken out of the packs and washed. Per took off his dirty clothing and grabbed up a shirt and a pair of pants. Padding naked through the house, Per retrieved the large kettle of hot water off the stove and went back upstairs to bathe. Feeling refreshed and clean, Per redressed and walked downstairs to check his gear while waiting for the girls to return. Per still had his weapons, armor and some of his small items, like a shovel, hatchet, and rope. His run-in with the bugbears had caused him to lose all the tents and campware. His traveling money in coins and gems, was intact and augmented by the gems he had acquired from Phartom's cave. Rummaging around the house, Per found ink, quill, and parchment in the library. He sat down to list his remaining gear and figure out what items he needed. Per was just finishing his lists when he heard the front door open and close. He stood up as Melinar came into the room followed by Nyrandurril. Nyrandurril stopped in the doorway, her eyes opening wide as she stared at Per. Several moments of silence followed. "Well, somebody say something!" exclaimed Melinar. Nyrandurril jumped a little and lowered her eyes. "Hello, Per." "Hello, Nyrandurril, I'm glad to see you." "Are you?" "Yes, I am," answered Per sincerely. With a cry, Nyrandurril ran forward and hug Per tightly. Her arms barely came three-quarters of the way around his waist. "Oh, Per, I have missed you. Where have you been? How is your family? OH! Melinar told me about your danger. Are you safe here? Why didn't you write more?" "Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!" laughed Per, holding up his hands to try to slow her down. "One question at a time... My family is fine the last time I heard from them. I couldn't write because I was out in the wilderness. As for being safe, you tell me. I think the people I was with were tricked into coming here to try to find me." Nyrandurril removed her arms from around Per and she sat down. "Tell me what happened," she said to Per. Per and Melinar both sat down and Per told them of how he had become separated from the rest of his group and how he was delayed by Electana (of course, leaving out certain details). He told them how he found out about where his friends were heading to the city, his accidental meeting with Melinar, and her idea for sending out others to search for his friends. "I wasn't planning on meeting with either of you because I thought you may be watched," stated Per. "Even now, I'm not sure about being here. It's dangerous for you to be seen with me." "Nyran and I get together all the time," said Melinar. "As long as we don't do anything out of the ordinary, we'll be okay." She then picked up the paper Per had been writing on. "What's this?" "It's the list of equipment I've lost and need to replace. The horse I rode here is fair, but I need a warhorse... one big enough for me." Melinar read down the list. "I can get all of these items, except the warhorse. If I go looking for one, I'll get the attention we don't need." Per pulled out a leather pouch from his belt, opened it, and rolled three gemstones to Melinar. "That should pay for the supplies and the information on my friends. The horse I'll have to find later." "The plan sounds good," said Nyrandurril. "We'll still have to be careful about keeping Per's presence here unknown." "Well, I have to go," said Melinar, standing up. "I need to get to the tavern, so I won't be back until late. I'll have the supplies delivered here tomorrow. My housekeeper will be back then. She can be trusted, but stay out of sight of the men dropping off the supplies. I'll see you tomorrow," and with that said, Melinar sailed out the front door. Nyrandurril and Per looked at each other and smiled. "She hasn't changed at all, has she?" asked Per. "No," replied Nyrandurril, standing up. "In addition to the tavern, she also runs a... um... house of ill repute, which she thinks I do not know about. She started the tavern first and then bought the other establishment. She protects the girls and pays them well, so I have not brought it up. Tell me about your adventures while I fix dinner." Per talked as Nyrandurril prepared the food. He told her about Alana and the orc attack on her village. He described Octavia, Jagar, Karlto, Pawl, Cendri, and Gedda and the adventures they have had together. Per finished with how they had been separated at the chasm and his meeting Electana and Diti. "That's what I've been doing," concluded Per. "What have you been up to? Melinar mentioned that you had a surprise for me." "What I have been doing can wait until later," replied Nyrandurril. Nyrandurril took Per's large hand and led him upstairs to a second bedroom. The bedroom also had a huge bed in it, but the decorations and trappings were distinctly elfish. "This is where I stay when I am not at the Wizard's Guild studying magic," said Nyrandurril. "Melinar and I both had the large beds made in case you ever stayed here. You can sleep in her room if you like." Per turned the small half-elf woman around to face him, leaned down, and gently kissed her on the lips. Nyrandurril immediately wrapped her arms around his neck and ardently returned his kiss. Per hugged her tightly, rubbing his hands up and down her back. Nyrandurril moaned and mashed her body up against his. Per reached down and grasped Nyrandurril's buttocks, mashing her pelvis into his leg. He then slipped his hands between them to cup and gently squeeze her firm breasts. Nyrandurril moaned again as he hard nipples poked out between Per's fingers. Per pulled away from the breathless Girl to reach down and pull her dress over her head. Nyrandurril attacked the buttons on the front of Per's shirt as he pulled off her shift and undid the bindings around her breasts. Dropping to her knees swiftly, Nyrandurril yanked Per's pants and shorts down to his ankles. "Ahhhhhh!" sighed Nyrandurril as she stopped to stare at the large cock bobbing inches away from her face. Time seemed to freeze as Nyrandurril continued to stare at the tip of Per cock. She looked at it wide-eyed just like a bird that had been hypnotized by a snake's gaze. Per's cock involuntarily twitched and her eyes followed its rise and fall. Pre-cum oozed out of the tip and hung there suspended, ready to drop at any second. Nyrandurril reached up slowly and transferred the clear drop onto her index finger. She then titled her finger up ward to let the drop ooze down to leave a shiny trail on her finger. As the drop reached her second knuckle, Nyrandurril stuck out her tongue and licked it up. Her finger went into her mouth as she sucked on it noisily. "Mmm," moaned Nyrandurril, popping her finger out of her mouth. She then grasped the base of Per's cock with one hand and scooted around until she was kneeling sideways to him. Per's cock stretched out only inches away from her face. Nyrandurril licked her lips and took in a deep breath. She opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. Per did not know what to expect as Nyrandurril's tongue came into contact with the underside of his prick. Nyrandurril began to rock from side to side and her wet tongue glided back and forth on the underside of his long cock. Per's ass tightened each time her tongue slid over the sensitive fold at the tip of his cock. Per's breathing became heavier as her tongue continued to glide and slither on the underside of his prick. He could feel her hot breath on his hard fleshy pole. Every now and then, Nyrandurril would stop to swirl her tongue around his cockhead, raising his passion even higher. Nyrandurril must have sensed that Per's climax was close because she increased her rocking motion. To Per, it felt like her tongue was flying back and forth under his cock. His heavy breaths quickly changed into pants as the tension in his balls increased until it was almost unbearable. "HERE... IT... CUMS!!!!!" shouted Per as his ecstasy exploded inside him. Nyrandurril hopped around and swung his cock towards her face. She clamped her lips around his cockhead just as his first spurt of hot, sticky cum shot out of his prick. Her cheeks billowed out as the second spurt filled her mouth. Nyrandurril grasped his cock with both hands to stroke it quickly. Per felt Nyrandurril's jaw move as she swallowed his jizz. She managed to keep up with his third spurt, but the fourth proved to be too much and she had to pull her mouth away, her cheeks billowed out and cum dripping down her chin. Nyrandurril gulped down some of the sperm in her mouth as Per's fifth spurt splattered long, gooey strings of cum over her chin and neck. "Gasp!..." inhaled Nyrandurril sharply, catching her breath when she finally swallowed down the last of his load. "I was not expecting so much." "I, uh, forgot to mention the side effect of the satyr's dart," answered Per, huskily, as the burn in his balls began to increase his lust. "I think it is time for you to cum again," stated Nyrandurril with a smile. Nyrandurril scooped the sticky tendrils of cum off her face and neck, and quickly licked them off her fingers. She arose, pulled off her panties, and climbed onto the bed. Per kicked off his boots and his pants, which were bunched up around his ankles. He sat on the bed and to lay down beside Nyrandurril as she rolled over onto her back. Per fought down the burning passion in his balls as he kissed Nyrandurril and caressed her body. His breath came out raggedly as he fought to keep his driving lust in check. His thoughts to be gentle conflicted with his ever-increasing need to climax. "Per, it is okay," crooned Nyrandurril, softly. "I know your need for a second time and I am ready." Per rolled over between her legs and his large cock pressed against the entrance to her hot pussy. Per felt her wetness and, with a groan, sank two inches of his cock into her tight, moist cunt. He pulled back and slid six inches of his cock into Nyrandurril. He remembered that this was all she had been able to handle the last time they made love. He felt her cunt stretch tight around his thick shaft. Still fighting his lust, Per slowly and carefully began to fuck half his cock in and out of Nyrandurril. "More, Per, more!!!" panted Nyrandurril, her hand sliding down to clasp at his hips as if trying to pull him further into her. Per shoved another three inches of cock into her cunt, stretching her vaginal walls farther apart. His pace increased now that three-quarters of his stiff prick was embedded in her hot, wet pussy. Per could feel her juices leaking out and coating his cock. "All of it, Per! I want all of it!" Per raised himself up on his arms and shoved all twelve inches into Nyrandurril. Her head thrashed back and forth, and she cried out as his large balls slapped up against her ass. Gasping, her eyes fluttered and a smile crept onto her face. "Surprise!" she panted contentedly. "Now, fuck me! Fuck me good!" Per's mind ceased to function on a conscious level as his lust drive took over. He was vaguely aware of pounding the entire length of his cock in and out of Nyrandurril's steaming cunt. He barely heard her screams and cries of delight each time she orgasmed. The only sensations he felt was the one of his cock pounding in and out of that tight, wet, warm cocoon. It seemed like an eternity before Per felt the sexual tension build in his balls. It rose slowly... agonizingly slow. Per kept fucking the thrashing half-elf beneath him, but just could not hit that peak he needed. He began to growl in frustration. Nyrandurril sensed his need and clamped her legs tightly to his side. She started to hump upwards against his thrusts and her whole body shook from the impact. Her pussy squeezed at his cock as if trying to milk it and increasing the pressure along its entire length. It was enough. With a roar, Per buried his entire cock into Nyrandurril. It felt like his cock was expanding and expanding and expanding, just before Per felt the surge of cum race up its length and blast out of the tip. All the sexual tension in his body seemed to gather down into his balls and flow out of his cock into Nyrandurril's hot pussy. Per could only stare off into the distance as his cock continued to spurt and splatter hot jism into Nyrandurril. It seemed like it went on forever. Per could feel Nyrandurril's overstuffed cunt fill up and then dribble his seed out onto the bedsheets. As his climax subsided, his arms began to tremble from the effort of keeping his heavy weight off her. Nyrandurril, quivering and sweat-soaked, smiled up at Per. "I... Gods!... I wanted... that... so bad," she gasped. "Oh, Per!... That was... soooo... wonderful!" "I didn't hurt you, did I?" asked Per, now that his mind was functioning again. "No, it was better than I had planned. Roll over." Per lifted himself off Nyrandurril, his cock wetly sliding out of her cum-fill cunt. He moved to the side of the bed and rolled over onto his back. Nyrandurril rolled towards him and nestled her head against his chest. With one hand, she reached down to gently grasp and caress his cock. "Good... It is still hard," she said as her fingers traced the ridges on his slick, shiny cock. "I didn't know you were so wanton," teased Per. "Only where you are concerned," answered Nyrandurril. She then moved away from Per and got up on her hands and knees. "Come, Per, let us put that hard cock to good use." Per crawled around behind Nyrandurril and grabbed her hips. With a quick lunge, his cock slid easily deep into her sopping wet pussy. Nyrandurril moaned in ecstasy as the hard shaft slid all the way in and his balls slapped up against her thighs. Per fucker her slowly, savoring the sensation of her hot pussy around his entire cock. Even though Nyrandurril could take his entire prick inside her, her cunt was sill incredibly tight. His climax and her numerous orgasms had lubricated her pussy enough that the thick-veined shaft slid easily in and out. Nyrandurril moaned and groaned in her happiness as Per, now free of his compelling desire, rhythmically shoved his cock in and out of her like a piston. Per kept up an easy pace, one he knew he could maintain for a long time. Nyrandurril's breathing soon became heavier as her passion built inside her. She began to hump backwards against his thrusts. Per held onto her hips and continued to maintain the pace he had set. Nyrandurril's heavy breaths changed to pants as her pussy spasmed and clenched at the hard rod squishing deep into her dripping cunt. "Oooooo! Yes!" she gasped as her hands clutched at the sheets. "Oh, yes! I am... I... I am going... I am going to... to cum... TO CUM! I'M GOING TO CUMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!" Nyrandurril's pussy clamped down tightly around Per's cock as her orgasm exploded inside her. Her body shook uncontrollably as Per shoved his cock all the way in and held it there. Her breasts jiggled in the throes of her shaking and her juices leaked out from between his prick and her pussy lips. Her juices rolled down to coat both of their thighs. Per held her hips up as Nyrandurril collapsed face down on the sheets. His cock was still fully buried inside her and he waited while she shook and quivered. Nyrandurril laid that way for several moments trying to regain her breath. As her breathing slowed somewhat, she looked over her shoulder at Per. Per smiled at her, but Nyrandurril did not smile back immediately. When she did smile, it was as if she had come to a decision. Nyrandurril moved away from Per causing his cock to plop out of her sopping wet pussy. She leaned over to the nightstand and picked up a small blue bottle. Reaching backwards, she handed it to Per before resting down onto her elbows and knees. "Per," she asked timidly, "would you put your penis in my rectum?" "What!?!" exclaimed Per, more than a little startled. "I want you to cum in my rectum," said Nyrandurril, not looking at Per, but slightly shaking her raised butt in the air. "Nyrandurril, you're too small," argued Per. "I'll tear you open doing that." "I can take you," stated Nyrandurril. "The bottle is oil for lubrication. Please... please try." Per licked his lips, apprehensive about this course of action. He took the top off the bottle and dribbled some of the light, fragrant oil between Nyrandurril's asscheeks onto her round puckered hole. The oil slithered down between her ass towards her glistening cunt. Per stopped the flow with his middle finger and began to smear it all around her asshole. Nyrandurril arched her back and took in a deep breath as his finger rubbed the oil between her asscheeks. Per poured out a little more oil, liberally coating her asshole and his fingers. He then placed his middle finger against her puckered hole. Nyrandurril gasped as his finger penetrated her rectum. Per felt her ass tighten and then relax as his digit delved deeper into her butt. Per wormed his finger around, making sure the oil had coated her entire asshole and trying to stretch her out a little. Nyrandurril lowered her head down onto the bed so that her butt was sticking almost straight up in the air. Per pulled his finger out of her ass and poured oil into the palm of his hand. He then rubbed the oil all over his entire cock. "You sure about this?" he asked. "Yes," came the muffled reply. With her butt sticking up, Per had to stand up on the bed and squat over her hips. Pointing his cock downward, he placed to tip at the entrance to her well-greased hole. Per grasped Nyrandurril's hips tightly and bent his knees, easing his cock into her ass. Nyrandurril inhaled sharply as his cock put pressure against her asshole. Her butt tightened and then loosened as the head of his cock popped past her sphincter muscle. Her asshole stretched wider and wider as he worked more of his shaft into her. Per stopped when she groaned after he had shoved three inches into her bowels. "No... No... I want all of you," cried out Nyrandurril. "If that's what you want," thought Per. Per began to fuck his cock in and out of her upraised ass, watching for signs of pain. With each downward thrust, Per forced a little more of his cock in. Nyrandurril moaned and trembled, but did not seem to be in any pain as her asshole was stretched more and more from Per's massive member. She groaned aloud when Per finally sank all twelve inches up her ass. Per started to flex his knees, driving his cock in and out of Nyrandurril's asshole. Her ass clung tightly to his shaft as it slid out and loosened to allow Per to fuck it back in. Nyrandurril moaned in passion and writhed against the sheets. Per's legs were beginning to burn from the exertion as his passion began to build. The tension in his balls grew each time they slapped against Nyrandurril's cunt. Nyrandurril's breathing came heavy and fast as Per banged away at her butt. His passion was at such a point that his entire body was tensing up for the release and then, it peaked. With a loud yell, Per buried his cock all the way up Nyrandurril's ass and fired off his first spurt of hot cum. Nyrandurril stiffened and then orgasmed so hard that her juices actually squirted out of her cunt. Per trembled as his cock continued to pump load after load of hot, sticky jizz deep into her bowels. Per, as his climax ended, rolled over to one side, while pulling Nyrandurril over with him. As they laid there like spoons, his cock still buried in her ass, Per reached around and hugged Nyrandurril tightly. With her hair plastered to her sweaty brow, Nyrandurril looked over her shoulder at Per and smiled. "Sur... Surprise!" she croaked in a hoarse voice. "I have... have been waiting... waiting so long... for this." "I've died and gone o heaven," gasped Per softly in her ear. Nyrandurril giggled and wiggled her butt back against Per. She then patted his hand and moved away from him, causing his semi-flaccid cock to slip out of her ass. "I am sorry, Per, but I have to go. I will be right back," she said hurriedly. "Go? Go where?" Nyrandurril shot Per a look that spoke volumes. She then hurried off towards the bathroom. Per felt the heat rise to his face as he realized where she had to go. He got out of the bed to go clean up also. After he was clean, Per hunted around and found the linen closet. He quickly stripped the soiled sheets off the bed and remade it. He had just put on the bed quilt when Nyrandurril came out of the bathroom. She was wearing a pale lavender nightgown. "Thank you," she said, indicating the freshly made bed. "Now, get back in here with me." Per and Nyrandurril had breakfast together the next morning. They had briefly looked in on Melinar, who was still sound asleep in her own bed. They were eating slices of bread and cheese in the kitchen when a middle-aged woman walked in the back door. "Good morning, Tori," said Nyrandurril. "This is Per." "Good morning, Mistress Nyrandurril," replied Tori in a low voice. "Mistress Melinar sent word around to me yesterday about Master Per." "Per, this is Tori, our housekeeper," said Nyrandurril. "I have to get back to the guild for studies, but I will be back this evening." Nyrandurril kissed Per on the cheek and left, leaving Per and Tori staring at each other. "Well, just don't sit there, boy," groused Tori. "Outta my way. Outta my way. I've got work to do." Per stood up and towered over the housekeeper. Tori gave him a look of impatience and clucked as she shooed him out of the kitchen. Per went into the library and picked out a book. It was only a short while later that he heard noises in the hallway. Getting up quietly, he moved over to the closed door to listen. "Where ya want it?" he heard a male voice ask. "Bring it around back," answered Tori. "Don't forget to wipe your muddy boots before you come in. It all goes into the storeroom." Per heard the front door shut and he eased out into the hallway. He walked upstairs and looked out one of the front windows, making sure he could not be seen through the window. Two men and a wagon were in front of the house. In the bed of the wagon was the gear Melinar had ordered fro Per. Per quietly returned to the library and shut the door behind him. A little while later, a knock at the door brought Per to his feet. The door opened slowly and Tori looked in. "Your gear's been delivered," she stated. "The men have left if you want to look at it." Per put the book back and went to check on the new supplies. Per could see immediately that they were of excellent quality as he put things into the packs. Per was just about done when he heard a noise behind him. Looking around, he saw Melinar standing in the doorway. "Well, what do you think?" asked Melinar, pointing at the supplies. "Better than I expected. How did things go last night?" "Business was good at the tavern." "And you other establishment?" asked Per. Melinar did not answer and Per looked up at her. She clearly did not expect that question and was fidgeting to try to come up with an answer. She finally just sighed in defeat. "Uh, not well," she answered evasively. "We... uh, had a little trouble. How did you find out about the other place?" "You mentioned it," said Per. "What kind of trouble?" "I think it's time for lunch," said Melinar, turning towards the kitchen. "Melinar!" growled Per in a voice that stopped her cold. "You're evading. What happened?" "Come into the kitchen and I'll tell you." Per followed Melinar into the kitchen. Lunch had been set out on the table. Tori took one look at them and walked out to go work in the garden. "When we came here, Nyrandurril and I used the money gave us and sold the box of... uh... items you took from Cedric. We purchased this house and the tavern so we would have some income coming in. Nyrandurril became extremely busy with her studies, so I ran the tavern. I discovered that a friendly attitude with a lot of cleavage brought in the customers. One night, when I was returning home, I heard crying in an alleyway." "Per, it was horrible. I found two women who had been brutally beaten and raped. They were streetwalkers who had been hired by a group of men. Things went terribly wrong. One of the women died and the other I nursed back to health. The men were never caught. The woman who lived is named Dareen. I learned a lot about their type of life while caring for her. I made an oath to help Dareen and those like her." "I'm not stupid enough to think that I can stop prostitution, so I set up a place where they can ply their trade in relative safety. The tavern's proceeds exceeded our expectations, so I purchased another establishment and Dareen became the manager. After her attack, she couldn't sleep with a man. She likes them, but at a distance. She trembles and shakes if she so much as unbuttons one button on her dress in front of a man. We established house rules for both the women and the men." "What happened last night?" asked Per. "You disapprove, don't you?" snapped Melinar hotly, with a tear streaking down her cheek. "I disgust you because I've become a 'Madam' dealing with whores and thieves. I haven't told Nyran any of this because she would feel the same way." "Nyrandurril knows," stated Per quietly. "What?" gasped Melinar in shock. Nyrandurril knows," repeated Per, looking Melinar square in the eye. "She's obviously checked up on your other activities. You know, it's not safe to try to keep things secret from a wizard. As for my disapproval, that's bullshit. I know you enough to know you're no exploiter or slaver of these women. What is the youngest age you'll have a girl in your place?" "Eighteen." "Have you brought or forced any woman to work there?" "Of course not!" "See. You can't change your nature," said Per. "Tell me what happened last night." "The establishment is actually two clubs... one for the working stiffs and the other for elite clientele. One of our rich clients got rough with a girl. My bouncer tried to break it up, but the client had two unknown bodyguards with him. They beat up my bouncer and broke his arm. They left saying they'd be back tonight and I have no protection there." "You only have the one bouncer?" asked Per. "Normally three," answered Melinar. "The other two became ill the day before yesterday. A bouncer isn't any good if he has to leave a fight to go shit." "That's a little too coincidental for me," replied Per. "I'll be your bouncer tonight." Melinar's eyes widened and then she exclaimed, "You can't! You could be recognized!" "Who else do you have?" asked Per. Melinar quickly stared around the kitchen as if trying to find an alternative standing right there. Finding no one, her shoulders slumped down in defeat. "I don't have anyone," she murmured. "Good, what time do we have to be there?" asked Per. "Be where?" asked Nyrandurril, startling both Melinar and Per as she walked in from the hallway. "Don't do that!" gasped Melinar, holding her hand over her heart. "I am sorry," said Nyrandurril. "Where are you going?" "My bouncer was injured last night," stated Melinar. "per was going to take his place, but I'm trying to talk him out of it. He won't listen to reason." "In that case, I am coming along." "No, you're not," replied Melinar. "Per told me that you know about the club. That's were we are going. You can't go there." The two women locked gazes at each other and Per held his breath. After several moments, Nyrandurril raised one eyebrow questioningly at Melinar. Melinar's face took on a disgusted look and she looked away. "Okay! Okay, but don't come running to me if some one takes you for one of the girls and makes a proposition!" Per broke out laughing at the thought and the absurdity of Melinar calling her employees 'girls'. Nyrandurril also laughed. Unable to keep up her sour disposition, Melinar smiled and then joined in the laughter. "We need to get there around suppertime," said Melinar. "Most of our customers show up about one hour after that." "How far is it to the club?" asked Per. "About fifteen blocks, just outside the Merchant's Square," answered Melinar. "We'll leave in about three hours. It will take a little time to sneak you through the alleyways." "I'd better get some rest then," said Per. "This promises to be a long night." "Use my room," said Nyrandurril. "We will not disturb you." Per went upstairs and managed to fall asleep for a couple of hours. He climbed out of the huge bed and walked out of the room to get ready to go. As he entered the hallway, he heard moans and groans coming from Melinar's room. Her door was open two or three inches. Crossing over quietly, Per peered into the room through the crack. Melinar was lying naked on her back in the bed in her room. Her hands were kneading and squeezing her huge tits as Nyrandurril, also naked, knelt between Melinar's legs. Nyrandurril had her face buried into Melinar's pussy and the musky scent of sex filled the air. Nyrandurril had one hand down between her legs and Per saw that she was shoving a huge dildo in and out of her dripping cunt. The dildo was as long and wide as Per's hard cock and Nyrandurril was shoving it all the way in. Both women were moaning in ecstasy, so Per left them to their private passions. As he headed downstairs, Per realized that now he knew how Nyrandurril had managed to accommodate his prick last night. Per went to the kitchen and managed to stay out of Tori's way as she went around dusting and cleaning the rooms. Per went out to the storeroom and retrieved one of his socks. He went out to the yard and filled the sock with dirt before tying off the end to make it into a crude sandbag. With nothing else to do, he wandered back into the library to read. About an hour later, Melinar and Nyrandurril came down from upstairs. Except for the flush on their faces, neither one showed any outward sign of their exertions. Melinar put on a grey cloak over her dress, while Nyrandurril wore a plain brown dress with her hair braided down the back. "You ready to go?" asked Melinar of Per. "Yup," answered Per. He buckled on his dagger and looped the sandbag through the belt. Per decided to leave his sword here at the house. He clamped his helmet down over his green hair as he followed the women out the back door. ------- Chapter 2 Per, Melinar, and Nyrandurril were heading towards the brothel that Melinar owned in the Capitol. The little group moved by fits and starts through alleys and narrow walkways behind the buildings. It was just before dinnertime, but the sun was still up. Per was nervous about being in the Capitol, especially since he did not know if the contract on him with the Assassin's Guild had been removed or not. Melinar scouted ahead, while Nyrandurril kept an eye out to their rear. With an all-clear sign from Melinar, Per sprinted from one hiding place to another. The sun was just beginning to set when Melinar stopped them at a corner. "Well, there it is," she said, pointing across the street. Per looked around the corner. A large three-story brownstone building dominated the block. The stone stairs in the front rose majestically up to the front porch and the ornate double doors. Melinar did not lead them inside, but took Per and Nyrandurril down the alleys to the building behind the brownstone. The building was a two-story half-timber. Melinar opened the front door and walked in. A beautiful, buxom redhead girl was sitting behind a wooden desk in the foyer. Closed doors to the left and right led off into the building itself. The foyer was tastefully decorated to make a person feel at ease. "Customers, Mistress?" asked the redhead in a sweet, melodic voice. "No, Tawni," answered Melinar. "Per's my acting bouncer tonight until I can hire someone else. Nyran is an... investor. Forget that you saw either of them. Dareen will be around with more instructions later. How are things going?" "Slow so far, but it's still early." Melinar nodded and led Per and Nyrandurril through the left door. They walked down a hallway towards the back of the building, where the hallway ended at a door. Melinar opened the door and walked into another hallway. The difference between the two hallways was as different as night and day. The first building had a homey, relaxed atmosphere. The brownstone was about grandeur. Expensive paintings lined the walls and the furniture was ornate. The three of them walked noiselessly to the grand entrance as rich carpets muffled their footsteps. Two suits of polished armor flanked the double doors in the entrance. A marble staircase spiraled upward to the second floor balcony and then on up to the third floor. A large, round, stained glass skylight provided light down to the foyer from the setting sun. A statuesque blond, dressed in a golden dress, sat behind a cherry-wood desk as another servant went around lighting candles and uncovering light globes. "Good evening, Melinar" "Good evening, Dareen. This is Per. He is going to be our bouncer tonight. He's a friend and he's wanted, so please let everyone know not to talk about him. This is Nyrandurril and she's an investor." "No, she's not and we have met before," stated Dareen. "Met?... When?" stammered Melinar, clearly startled. "When we first opened up," replied Dareen calmly. "She wanted to check on what you were up to. She's sort of been a silent partner. She's been helping the girls, providing guidance and giving advice." "Why didn't you tell me?" asked Melinar. "She asked me not to. I tried to recruit her when we first met. With her face, we could have made a mint. Nyrandurril told me clearly and firmly that she was not interested and had other plans. Her main concern was for you." Melinar turned misty-eyed towards Nyrandurril. With a cry, she hugged her and began to cry. Dareen touched Nyrandurril on the shoulder and mouthed 'office', pointing at a door off to the side. Nyrandurril led Melinar off and closed the door behind them. Dareen then turned to face Per. "Melinar has been trying to hide this from her for so long that I think the strain finally caught up with her," she said. "Well, you look like a bouncer. What happened? The Gods decided to play a joke on your mother or are all of your family naturally big-boned?" "Only my father," stated Per, removing his helmet to expose his green hair. "Did the Gods sharpen your tongue with a grindstone?" "I'm sorry," apologized Dareen. She walked over to a bellpull and tugged on it once. "I'm nervous about the men returning again tonight. I'll show you around so you can get a feel for the place. If we can get the charges dropped, would you like to work here permanently?" "I'm not wanted by the law," said Per. "I managed to get on the wrong side of a very prominent person, who has decided it would be best to have me killed. This person lives here in the city and has sent a couple of assassins after me. They failed, but there will be others. I can't stay here. I'm going this to help out Melinar and Nyrandurril." They both turned as a girl in a blue gown came down the marble stairs. The girl's steps faltered when she caught sight of Per and his green hair. "Rhetta, I need you to work the desk for awhile," said Dareen. "I want to show... uh... Wen around. He is going to be our guard tonight." Rhetta curtsied apprehensively to Per and moved cautiously around him to the desk. Dareen wiggled her fingers to indicate for Per to follow her. They headed back down the hallway towards the back of the brownstone. "We'll call you Wen," said Dareen in a low voice. "That is incase someone slips and mentions you. Have you met Tawni?" Per nodded and Dareen stopped. "Good. The two buildings were built back to back. A walled courtyard is to our left with the stables in the rear. Tell Tawni I need to see everyone and then look around. I really need to talk to the staff about you before they meet any of the clients. Is that okay?" "No problem," said Per. Per passed on the message to Tawni and then roamed around the two buildings. He found the backstairs, the libraries, and even a pool in the basement of the brownstone. He located the kitchen and pantry, but the rooms were empty of people. He was wondering where they were when he heard voices coming from the grand entrance. He looked through a doorway to see what was going on there. Dareen was standing at the desk talking to a group which included Tawni, about thirty women, six grooms and twelve servants. Melinar and Nyrandurril were sitting off to one side. "Wen, please come here," commanded Dareen, when she caught sight of him. She turned to the others. "This is Wen. He will be our guard tonight like I said. Remember, if anyone asks, I hired him off the street because Thal was injured." "I wonder how large he really is," whispered one girl to another. Dareen's eyes grew flinty. "He's here to protect you, not romp under the covers. If I catch anyone distracting him..." She left the threat hanging in the air. "Now, get back to work. The clients will be arriving shortly." The group broke up with the cooks rushing back to the kitchen and the grooms heading outside. A few of the women stopped and curtsied to Per before heading upstairs. Per saw that most of them were between twenty and thirty years old. All were well-dressed and ranged between pretty and beautiful. "The kitchen has dinner ready for you, Wen," stated Dareen. "After dinner, just walk around the first floor. Don't go upstairs unless you are summoned. Keep a check with Tawni and myself. We'll let you know how things are going. Don't talk to the customers, except in response to their questions. In fact, it would be best if you just referred them to Tawni or me, depending upon which building you are in. Do you have any questions?" "Nope," replied Per. "That's no," corrected Dareen. "Off to the kitchen then." "Nyran and I will be in the office going over the records," said Melinar. "We'll be there if you need us." Per headed down to the kitchen. The head cook set a heaping plate of food on the side counter for him. "Ale or wine?" asked the cook. "We only serve one mug or glass at dinner for employees. It's the house rule." "Water," replied Per and he almost laughed when the cook let out the breath he had been holding in. Per thought, "Probably thought I was going to bite his head off for limiting my drink." Per finished his dinner and went to check with Tawni. She told him that only the regulars had come in so far and she did not anticipate any trouble. Per checked around the first floor before going to see Dareen. As he walked into the grand entrance, Melinar, Nyrandurril and Dareen came out of the office. "P... uh... Wen," stammered Melinar, remembering his alias at the last second. "Dareen just told us that three men came in a few minutes ago. Two of them are the same men that were here last night. The third one is one she hasn't seen before." "Where are they now?" asked Per. "They hired three girls... rooms nineteen, twenty and twenty-two and they reserved room twenty-one. They paid for two hours each," said Dareen. "Did they do the same thing yesterday?" asked Nyrandurril. "Yes," replied Dareen, thinking back. "I remember thinking that it was strange because they were finished in about a half hour and made the girls leave the room. They had paid for the time and the girls were free to service other customers, so I didn't mind at the time." "Same rooms as tonight?" asked Per. "No, but grouped the same way." "I bet that the girls will be down in half an hour," said Nyrandurril. "The men get... serviced. They then get dressed and wait for their master to arrive. This is planned too well. They have either done this before or they were hired to ruin this place." "It must be that whore, Hattie!" said Melinar hotly. "We do not know that," said Nyrandurril. She turned to look at Per. "Hattie runs a rival establishment." "The question\is, what do we do now?" interjected Dareen. "We need to eliminate the guards before their master arrives," said Per. "Dareen, you will have to stay here incase he arrives before we are done. I'm going up to take out the other three." Per turned and ran up the steps. He stopped halfway up when he heard footsteps coming up behind him. He turned just in time to see Melinar and Nyrandurril race up the steps past him. "Argue with us later," said Melinar as she continued upwards. Per turned back and ran up the stairs behind them. The four rooms were at the end of the hallway. Per listened at each door and heard sounds of passion coming from each room. Per pulled out his sandbag and grasped the doorknob to Room Twenty-two. Nyrandurril put her hand over his to stop him from opening the door. "Wait," she whispered. Nyrandurril undid her braid and fluffed out her cascading hair. She took Per's dagger and slit her dress on both sides from the hip down to the hem. She then split the front of her dress from her bellybutton up to her neck and spread the flaps apart. She bit her lips to redden them and pinched her cheeks for color. The transformation only took a couple of seconds, but the result was startling. Where Nyrandurril was absolutely beautiful before, she was now breathtakingly gorgeous. Motioning Per to step to one side, Nyrandurril opened the door. Per peered between the crack of the door and the jamb. A man with a short beard was kneeling behind a girl, who was down on all fours on the bed. The man was facing the now opened door and staring at Nyrandurril. Per realized that he would have never gotten past the door before the man yelled for help. "Who be ye?" growled the man to Nyrandurril. "Dareen thought you might like to have another girl," said Nyrandurril sweetly as she smiled at him. Per watched as the man lost his angry scowl and it was replaced by a look of wonderment as he became mesmerized by Nyrandurril's face. Per had seen this happen numerous times. Her face was so lovely that Per swore the sun stopped in its track just to shine down on her. Nyrandurril motioned with her head for the man to come over to her without breaking eye contact with him. The man with his gaze locked onto her face, got up, pulling his hard dick out of the other girl, and walked towards Nyrandurril. The girl on the bed look confused, but did not say anything. Nyrandurril grasped him by the shoulders and turned him around so his back was to the door. She began to walk backwards towards the bed as she reached up and hooked her thumbs under her shoulder straps. Per stepped in quietly behind the man and rapped him sharply behind the ear with his sandbag. There was a muffled thump and Per barely caught the unconscious man before he could crash to the floor. The girl on the bed took in a large breath as if to scream, but let it out slowly when Nyrandurril spun around with her finger to her lips. Per lowered the man to the floor to tie and gag him. Melinar quickly came into the room and closed the door. "What's going on, Melinar?" asked the girl on the bed, seemingly unconcerned about her nudity. "This man and two others in Rooms Nineteen and Twenty were the ones that injured Thal," said Melinar. "We think they are the guards for someone who'll show up in a little while for Room Twenty-one. All we have to do now is get the other two. I guess we can use Nyrandurril again." "A little dicey," commented the girl. "I almost screamed. Leave it to me." The girl leaned over to the nightstand and opened the drawer. She pulled out a black five-inch long cylinder and climbed out of the bed. "What are you going to do?" asked Per, blocking her way. "Watch and learn, Wen," said the girl with a smile. The girl went next door to Room Twenty with Per following behind her. The girl quietly opened the door and sneaked up to the bed. Per looked through the crack of the door again and saw another girl on her back as a man plowed his cock into her pussy. The first girl came up behind him and pressed something on the cylinder. A blade shot out of the black handle and the girl snapped it forward to press the sharpened steel against the man's balls. He instantly froze. "One move... one sound and it come off!" hissed the girl with the knife. "Let her up and then lie flat." The other girl squirmed out from underneath and the man, sweating profusely from his brow, laid down flat on the bed. Per came into the room and quickly tied and gagged the man. "Watch him, Cheryl," said the first girl to the second. "One to go." The first girl and Per moved back out into the hallway, closing the door behind them. Melinar and Nyrandurril were there and standing off to one side. The girl retracted the blade and then opened the door to Room Nineteen. A man with gray temples was sitting in a chair pulling on his boots. He was only wearing his pants with his shirt and gear draped over the back of the chair. The bed was rumpled and a blond woman was standing beside it, pulling on a robe. All three froze at the sight of one another. The man recovered first and looked questioningly at the girl in the doorway as he stood up. "We have a special tonight, if you would like to try two girls at the same time, sir," said the girl in the door as she walked towards him. "You've paid for two hours. Why not try us both?" "Love to, lass, but I've no time. Maybe lat..." The man's left hand shot downward to block the knife coming up. His right fist slugged the girl on the jaw, knocking her halfway across the room. The knife skittered out of her hand and clattered on the floor. The man looked at the doorway just in time to catch Per's thrown sandbag full in the face. He reeled backwards and tripped over the chair he had been sitting on. The chair broke into splinters as the man crashed heavily onto the floor. The man shook his head trying to clear it and attempted to get up. He stopped when he felt cold steel touch his throat. Looking up, he saw Per looming over him. "Roll over slowly," commanded Per. Melinar and Nyrandurril came in as the man complied. They tied up his hands and legs while Per held his dagger on him. "If you're going to rob me, you'll be disappointed," said the man. "I was just hired this morning and haven't been paid yet." "Then how did you plan to pay for this little romp?" asked Melinar sarcastically. "The lord who hired me told me he would settle the account when he arrived. Inute and Halk said not to worry about it." "Are they the other two men you came in with?" asked Per. "Yes," answered the man calmly. "I have to tell you, if you rob or injure the lord, I will come back to hunt each and every one of you down." The blond had gone over to help the other girl up. Nyrandurril sat down on the bed as Melinar shooed the two women out of the room. "You seem honorable and since you were hired this morning, you may not know this," said Nyrandurril. "The lord and his two men were here last night. The lord was rough with the girl he had hired. Her bruises should fade in a couple of weeks. Our bouncer went to her aid and was injured by the other two men. We attacked you to prevent a repeat of last night." The man looked skeptically at all three of them. "If you want, I can let you talk to the girl and our bouncer," stated Melinar. "They are both recovering here at this house." The man's face took on a look of uncertainty. "What were your orders for tonight?' asked Per. "What's your name?" "My name is Vail," answered the man. "We were supposed to protect the lord and prevent anyone from disturbing him. The three of us came here early to acquire the rooms and have some fun before the lord arrived. Inute and Halk seemed to treat this as a big secret. They were laughing and joking about all the way here. If what you say is true, then you're going to have problems. The lord is Lord Letlow, the magistrate for this district of the city." "Lord Letlow!" cried out Melinar. "He's the most sadistic bastard around. He hurts women just for the pleasure of it. His enemies usually end up in jail and then on to the gallows." "When is he due to arrive?" asked Per. "In about an hour," replied Vail. The four of them stayed still and stared at each other in silence. They all envisioned a dark chasm opening up before them. Nyrandurril shook off her despair and said, "We have to stop him. It's either that or run." "I need to talk to Inute and Halk," said Vail. "If you cut me free, I promise not to interfere with your plans." Per looked quickly at Nyrandurril and Melinar. They both shrugged, indicating that Vail's freedom could not put them in more danger than they were already in. Per cut Vail's bonds and Vail stood up. He walked out of the room without putting on his shirt or picking up his weapons. Per heard him enter the room across the hallway. He listened for several minutes, but did not hear anything amiss. "We can't do anything to Lord Letlow here," said Melinar. "That would put us square on the bull's-eye for retribution if something goes wrong. What can we do?" "We have to wait until he leaves," said Per. "We can not," replied Nyrandurril. "We have attacked his men. For a man as domineering and controlling as Lord Letlow, he will not allow that insult to pass. He will see it as a weakness if he does not do something to us. We have to get him away from here without his men and without him knowing his men were attacked." "Just that!!!" said Melinar exasperatedly. "Might as well ask for the moon!" "I might have a way to do it," said Vail from the doorway. "It'll be dangerous. I talked with Halk and have decided to work with you." Vail chuckled. "You know that girl with Halk has him terrified. She's slowly ripping a sausage apart with a dull knife and she's managed to convince him that his manhood is next. Halk told me of last night and of Letlow's other perversions. According to Halk, Letlow is supposed to have a torture chamber at his villa and uses it to subjugate women to his will." "How do we get him out of here without alerting him about his men?" asked Melinar. "Since Letlow's appetite leans towards dominance, if he meets a strong-willed woman, he may just take her home to his villa. Your giant and I can rescue her and deal with Letlow away from here. It will be dangerous for the woman who goes with him." "I'll do it," said Melinar firmly. "No!" cried Nyrandurril. "It's too dangerous!" "It's either that or ruin and death," replied Melinar. "How do we explain the absence of Inute and Halk?" "When he gets rough with your girl, we'll create the sounds of a fight in the hall," said Vail. "You'll burst into the room and confront him. Tell him that Inute and Halk are dragging your new bouncer outside. You have to be firm and in control. Hopefully, he'll see it as a challenge and take you to his villa. Once there, I'll let your man in through the back door. From what I saw today, there is only Letlow's valet there tonight." Melinar went downstairs to let Dareen know what was happening. Vail told Per and Nyrandurril where Letlow's villa was located. The three of them went to a shadowed alcove overlooking the grand entrance. Gentlemen in fine attire and a couple of noblewomen came in and went off with their companion for the evening. "Busy place," commented Vail. After a short while, Vail signaled Per and Nyrandurril to look down. A tall, elegantly dressed man in his mid-forties had just entered and was talking to Dareen. "That's Lord Letlow," whispered Vail. They waited and watched as Dareen paraded several girls for Lord Letlow to select from. Lord Letlow was polite and urbane as he dismissed several of the girls with a smile. Per, however, felt his manners were too polite... too well polished and rehearsed. One word sprang to his mind to describe Lord Letlow — greasy. Lord Letlow finally made his choice. She was a perky blond with up-thrust breasts, whose natural exuberance caught Lord Letlow's eye. Lord Letlow and the girl ascended the stairs, followed moments later by Per, Vail, Nyrandurril, and Melinar. Per, peeking around the corner, saw Lord Letlow and the girl enter Room Twenty-one. The four of them then moved quietly down the hall after they heard the door close. Per heard the murmur of voices in the room, but could not understand the words through the door. Suddenly, he heard two loud slaps. A short silence ensued followed by another slap, and then a loud scream split the air. Melinar and Nyrandurril banged the doors open for Rooms Nineteen and Twenty. Per stamped his feet in the hall as if he was running and then crashed into the wall as if someone had tackled him. He and Vail yelled and made sounds of fighting as Nyrandurril tipped over furniture to add to the din. Melinar nodded and then flung open the door to Room Twenty-one and ran inside with Vail hard on her heels. Per and Nyrandurril scooted into Room Nineteen and left the door opened just a crack so they could hear. "WHAT'S THE MEANING OF THIS?" screamed Melinar trying to shake off Vail as he grabbed her by the arms. "Who are you?" asked Lord Letlow in a chill voice. "I own this place," answered Melinar. "And I do not allow my girls to be beaten by customers. Fyrnal, go see Dareen... GO!" Per saw the girl dart out of the room and race down the hallway. Both of her cheeks were bright red with handprints. "Well, I suppose you will call the guard now," Per heard Lord Letlow state. "No, Lord Letlow," answered Melinar. "Ah, I see you know who I am. What else do you know?" "Enough to know that calling the guard would be bad for business," stated Melinar. "Tell your man to let me go. I know better than to attack you, milord." "A woman with spirit," commented Lord Letlow. "Let her go. Where are Inute and Halk?" "Things got rough," said Vail. "They're dragging the bouncer away from here, milord." Lord Letlow turned back to face Melinar. "Your girl offered me insult and needed to be punished." "If the girl insulted you, I apologize, milord," said Melinar firmly. "I do not allow the clients to hit the girls. They may mar their beauty which is an asset in this business. If punishment is required or desired, I will administer it out." "Oh, and what do you use to administer punishment?" asked Lord Letlow with interest in his voice. "I find a hickory switch most satisfying... I mean, effective," said Melinar with a breathless catch in her voice. "You interest me," said Lord Letlow with a smile. "I would like to discuss your... disciplinary methods with you." "Of course, milord, as soon as you have paid for last night's entertainment as well as tonight's." "Shall we retire to my villa?" asked Lord Letlow. "I have some servants who have been lax as of late. I'm sure that meeting someone of your temperament will do wonders for their work ethics." "I'd be delighted," panted Melinar in anticipation. As Melinar and Vail left the room, Lord Letlow stepped into the hallway and paused to pull on a glove. His face grimaced in a hideous rage as he stared at Melinar's back. Shaking, he fought to control his anger. After mastering himself, he put on his public face and followed after them. "C'mon," whispered Per to Nyrandurril as he opened the door. Per went down the hallway and looked over the railing of the second floor landing. He only saw Dareen standing at the bottom of the stairs. He and Nyrandurril ran down the stairs to her. "They walked right out and got into his carriage," said Dareen, visibly upset. "Lord Letlow tossed me a bag of gold as they walked out. You'll have to hurry to catch up with them." "Follow me," said Nyrandurril as she sped out the doorway before Per could protest. Per ran after Nyrandurril as she led him through alleys and backyards towards Lord Letlow's villa. The streets were mostly empty and they were able to move quickly. They soon reached the villa, a large two-story mansion that was enclosed by a nine-foot high wall. Per glanced around quickly to see if anyone was watching them. He then cupped his hands together. Nyrandurril put her foot in his hands and Per lifted her up. Nyrandurril laid on top of the wall and swung her legs over it. She dropped noiselessly to the other side as Per took a running jump and grabbed the top of the wall. He clawed his way over it and leaped down on the far side to land beside Nyrandurril. They carefully began to make their way towards the rear of the villa. The villa was brightly lit with candles and light globes inside, but appeared to be empty. As Per crept closer, He could not discern any movement anywhere. The villa and the grounds appeared to be deserted. They made their way around to the back door and found it open. Per and Nyrandurril entered the kitchen and closed the door behind them. No sounds emanated from within the villa. Per and Nyrandurril began to search through the huge mansion. "Per, over here!" hissed Nyrandurril. Per entered the library from the hallway. Vail was lying on the floor. Nyrandurril knelt down beside him. "He's unconscious," she said. "There's a knot on the back of his head where he was hit. Someone attacked him." "Who and where are they?" asked Per. Per began to look around the room. Bookcases lined the walls and there were two large stuffed chairs in the middle of the room. Something caught Per's eye and he looked a little closer at one of the bookcases. It was the one Vail had been facing and appeared a little out of kilter with the rest of the wall. Per stepped closer and saw that the right side of the bookcase was sticking out an inch or so from the wall. Per grabbed the edge of the bookcase and pulled. The bookcase refused to budge or move. Bracing his foot against the wall, Per strained mightily against it. A loud snap and crack sounded within the wall and the bookcase swung away from the wall, revealing a stone stairwell descending downward. "Stay here," said Per to Nyrandurril. Per descended the steps going down some distance. He guessed he was at least one hundred feet underground when he came upon a stout wooden door. Per grasped the door handle and opened it into a thirty foot, stone chamber. Across the room from Per was a dwarf who had just entered the room from the opposite door. Startled, they both stared at each other. Suddenly, the dwarf rushed across the room with surprising swiftness and enveloped Per in a bear hug with a strength that equaled his own. Per's head crashed into the door beam as the dwarf lifted him upwards suddenly. Bright spots exploded before Per's eyes and his helmet, while saving his skull, cut down into his brow. Blood flowed down into Per's eyes as the dwarf let him go. Per crashed onto the stone floor and lost consciousness. Per felt the cold stone on his cheek as his consciousness returned. His head ached and he felt nauseous as he blinked his eyes open. The room swirled and moved around him. Staring at the floor to try to maintain some equilibrium, Per rolled up onto his hands and knees. He stared unthinkingly at the blood on the floor. Some of was congealed, but it gave him something to stare at and focus on. Per pushed himself up and leaned against a wall as his stomach flopped over. He gritted his teeth in an effort to keep from vomiting. He saw the door on the opposite wall and staggered over to it. "You had better go and take care of the two men," he heard Lord Letlow say from the other side of the door. "Call the watch and have them arrested. I'll convict them in the morning for burglary." "Yes, master," came the reply. Per hid behind the door as the dwarf opened and closed it. Per swung his fist as hard as he could, while the dwarf stood still in shock at the sight of Per looming over him. Due to his dizziness, Per missed the dwarf's head and punched him in the throat. Per felt the dwarf's windpipe crunch under his fist and barely caught himself before he fell over. Lord Letlow's servant spun away from the door and fell down, clutching at his throat. The servant's eyes bulged out and his mouth gaped open and close. No sound came out, no even the rush of air in and out of the dwarf's lungs. Per watched in nauseous indifference as the servant thrashed about, slowly suffocating to death. When the dwarf lay still, Per stumbled towards the door. Summoning up his remaining concentration, Per slowly twisted the door handle and carefully pulled the door open. Magical lighted globes lit the huge room as Per stepped onto a wooden balcony. Steps led off to his right going down to the one hundred foot long room. Ropes and chains dangled from the stone vaulted ceiling and from the walls. Per shuddered to see a rack, an iron maiden and other instruments of torture festooned around the chamber. In the center of the room was a large wooden device which both Melinar and Nyrandurril were strapped to. Both women were naked. The device had two half-tables, which the girls were tied to face down. The table binds secured their bodies, arms and heads in place, while their feet were tied to pedals. The pedals operated a series of gears that drove thick, ribbed dildos in and out of their cunts and assholes. A frame stretched over the women and had metal arms, which held red-hot pokers. Both girls had red welts on their backs and asses. Lord Letlow stood beside the contraption, holding a switch in his hands. His back was to Per. "Pedal, dears," he crooned to Melinar and Nyrandurril. "Remember I you stop, the irons will swing down and singe your pretty little faces. It's been so long since I've had two females here to enjoy. I should do it more often. Hopefully, you'll be able to pedal long enough for the irons to cool." Per could see that both Melinar and Nyrandurril were dripping in sweat and trembling, either in pain or exhaustion... probably both. Per, still dazed, carefully made his way down the steps and came up behind Lord Letlow. He picked up a small wooded chock off the rack and rapped Lord Letlow behind the ear with it. Lord Letlow dropped like a stone. Melinar, hearing the noise, almost stopped pedaling. The hot iron swung down until it was almost an inch away from her face. She pedaled furiously, moving the iron back up and drawing a muffled cry from Nyrandurril as the dildos in her ass and pussy cranked in and out even faster. "Pedal," gasped Per. "I'll get you out." The girls pedaled as Per removed the hot irons. He then released both of them from their bondage. Melinar and Nyrandurril both ran to Per and grasped him as they broke down crying. Per, unable to maintain his balance with both girls clinging to him, sat down and held them close. It was several minutes before Per managed to get them settled down enough to let go of him. He moved them over to the stairs and then went back to pick up Lord Letlow. Per noticed that the iron maiden did not have the usual spikes inside, but it did have access plates for dropping insects or other nasty items inside the maiden. Per stuffed Lord Letlow inside the iron maiden and locked the two halves together. Melinar and Nyrandurril stood trembling at the bottom of the steps, clinging to each other, as Per came back towards them. "Let's find you some clothes," said Per softly. "Don't worry, He won't be getting out of there any time soon." "Oh, Per!" cried out Nyrandurril, flinging herself at him. "I... I thought you were dead. When I was dragged through that room, you were just laying there with blood all over your face." "My helmet cut my forehead," said Per, stroking her arms. "I was knocked unconscious. Let's get out of here." The three of them climbed back up the stairs and went back into the library. Vail was still lying on the floor. "You two go and find some clothes," said Per. "I'll take Vail to the kitchen and meet you there." Melinar and Nyrandurril left as Per dragged Vail into the kitchen. Per checked him over for other wounds, but only found the knot on the back of Vail's head. Per placed a cool, wet cloth on Vail's forehead as Melinar and Nyrandurril returned wearing ill-fitting tunics. Both of them grimaced and moved stiffly as the cloth rubbed against their welts. "Our clothes were destroyed," said Melinar. "How is he?" "Still unconscious," replied Per. "He tried to protect me," said Melinar, looking down at Vail. "He tried to stop Letlow from taking me... down there. Letlow's servant hit him in the head with a club. Per, Letlow's sick! Really sick! He delights in torture and sadism. We can't let him go!" Per stood up and said, "Wait here and watch Vail. I'll be back soon." Per walked back into the hallway. Melinar sat down and cradled Vail's head in her lap. Nyrandurril replaced the wet cloth and Vail moaned as the coolness of it touched his forehead. After a while, the tow girls heard banging in the house. The pounding soon ceased and shortly thereafter, Per walked back into the kitchen. "What happened?" asked Melinar. "We have to leave here without being seen," said Per, ignoring Melinar's question. "Can you two make it if I carry Vail?" Nyrandurril and Melinar looked at each other and then nodded to Per. Grimacing in pain, they slowly stood up as Per slung Vail over his shoulders. Per fought the return of his dizziness and then followed the girls as they made their way slowly out the back door. They exited the grounds through the back gate. Outside the wall, Per set Vail down and went back to lock the gate. He then climbed over the wall and picked up Vail again. Their progress was slow due to their injuries. Once, Melinar almost cried out when she pressed her back against a wall when some came into view. Fortunately, there were few people on the streets and they made it back to the club without being seen. Melinar led them through a basement door and up the back stairwell to a private set of room up on the third floor. Per laid Vail down on a bed and noticed that Melinar and Nyrandurril were hunched over in pain and fatigue. "Go lay down," he said to them. "I'll go get a healer for the three of you." "Per, tell Dareen to get the healer," said Melinar. "It's still dangerous for you out on the streets. I've got to get this tunic off. It's irritating the cuts. We'll be next door." Per went down the back stairwell and snuck around until he reached the grand entrance. Dareen was sitting at the desk and the lobby was empty. Per whistled and Dareen looked up at him. When she saw him, her eyes grew wide and she rushed over to where he was. "Are you okay? What happened?" she asked, staring at him. "We need a healer," said Per. "Vail's been hit on the head. Both Nyrandurril and Melinar have been beaten and... uh... er... and they're up on the third floor." "We'll discuss your effectiveness at protecting people later," snarled Dareen hotly. "How badly were they raped?" "They weren't raped in the traditional sense," stated Per flatly, trying to keep his temper down in response to her accusation and his guilt. "Look, I'll go get the healer if you like." Dareen snorted. "With all that blood on your face? You'll scare him half to death. Go upstairs and wash it off. I'll be up shortly." Per went back upstairs and checked in on Vail. Per washed his face, gritting his teeth as he washed the four-inch cut on his forehead. Vail groaned once, shifted a little and then laid still again. Per walked over to the next door and knocked. "Come in." Per opened the door and received a shock. The room had two big beds and both women were lying down on each one naked. Per could see a dozen or so cuts and welts across Melinar's back and ass, while Nyrandurril had around eight. "I... uh... I... uh..." stammered Per. "Per, come in and close the door," said Melinar, looking up. "This is the most comfortable position for both of us. Has Dareen sent for the healer?" "I think so. I told her that we needed one. I think she wants to rip my heart out for not protecting you better," said Per. "I am so sorry. I should have done a better job." "Yes, you should have!" said Dareen, walking into the room. "You should have..." "Dareen! Hush!" commanded Nyrandurril, grimacing in pain as she sat up. "Lord Letlow and his servant did not touch us. His thrill was for each of us to torture and humiliate the other until we broke. Per rescued us from that! We have been in similar situations and have survived." "Please, Nyrandurril, lay back down," pleaded Dareen. "I wasn't there and maybe judged too quickly. Please lay back down before you reopen the cuts. Lie down and Per can tell me what happened." Per waited until Nyrandurril was resting back on her stomach. He told Dareen about getting to the villa, climbing the wall and finding Vail and the secret door. He went on to tell her how he was knocked unconscious and how he rescued Melinar and Nyrandurril. "That's basically it," he concluded. "I carried Vail and we made it back here?" "What was that banging in the villa?" asked Melinar. "And what happened to Lord Letlow?" asked Dareen. "You didn't let him go, did you?" "No," said Per slowly. "I broke the servant's neck and dragged his body to the bottom of the staircase on the first floor. I extinguished all the torches in the torture chamber and closed the bookcase. The banging was me nailing the bookcase closed. I covered the nails with books." What happened to Lord Letlow?" asked Dareen again. "I left him locked up in the iron maiden." Melinar and Nyrandurril looked at Per open-mouthed as did Dareen. Dareen recovered from her shock first and smiled. "Good for you," she said. "Dareen, that's hideous!" said Nyrandurril. "No, hideous was what he was doing to you," said Dareen. "The Gods alone know how many bodies he has left behind him. This is justice. Not only for you two, but also for those before you and those who will be saved by destroying the monster. Now, lay back down until the healer gets here. Per, I apologize." "No need," said Per. "I care very much and more than that for both of them." There was a discreet knock at the door. Dareen went to the door and opened it a crack. Someone on the other side mumbled something to her. "Come, Per," said Dareen, looking over her shoulder. "The healer is here. He can look at Vail first and then you. Once he's finished with the two of you, I'll being him here." Per followed Dareen out. Tawni and a man carrying a satchel were standing in the hallway waiting for them. Dareen dismissed Tawni and led the man to the bedroom with Vail. The healer checked Vail over and Vail groaned when the man probed the back of his head. The healer pulled a blue vial from his satchel, uncorked it and held it under Vail's nose. Vail snorted and thrashed as he inhaled the fumes. "I don't think his skull is broken," stated the healer as he moved away from the bed. "He'll wake up soon. Have a bucket ready because he will vomit. He'll also be in a great deal of pain. Mix a spoonful of this powder in a cup of hot water and give it to him every two hours. It tastes vile, but he has to drink it all down. He'll be better by tomorrow. Who's next?" "This is Wen," said Dareen. "He has a cut forehead." "Sit. Sit. Sit," exclaimed the healer. "You're too tall for me to stand tiptoe. Ah, yes. Shallow cut... lots of blood probably." The healer pulled a white cloth and a brown bottle out of his satchel. He pulled the stopper out of the bottle and poured the clear liquid onto the cloth. "This is going to sting." Per hissed as the soaked cloth was pressed onto his cut. The liquid bit and burned on his gash. "Hold it there until it stops burning. It will clean and heal the wound. Who's next?" Dareen pulled a bell cord, which was next to the bed. "Wen, stay here until one of the girls arrive. I have a room for you across the hall. Tell the girl what Silex said about Vail throwing up and that she is to stay with him until someone comes to relieve her. Come, Silex, I have two women next door that you have to see." Per waited in the room with Vail until a short girl with black curly hair and an olive complexion came in. Per gave her Dareen's orders and walked across the hallway to his room. The room had two dressers and a king-size bed. A seascape picture hung on one wall with a large mirror on the opposite wall. The medicine had stopped burning by this time, so Per dropped the cloth in the wash basin. He looked in the mirror and saw that the cut was completely healed. Per pulled off his bloodstained shirt just as there was a knock on the door. "Come in," he called out. The door opened and Dareen entered the room. "Melinar and Nyrandurril are asleep," she said. "Silex gave them something to put them to sleep and I have a salve for their cuts and bruises. Would you like to use our baths? They're in the basement and I would be happy to show you the way." "Sure. Where's Silex?" asked Per as he followed Dareen out of the room. "Rhetta and Tawni are entertaining him, which also pays his fee. By late tomorrow, he probably won't be able to remember his name, let alone walk. It will keep him under wraps for awhile." Dareen headed down to the basement and stopped in front of a large ornate door. As she opened the door, a blast of warm moist air engulfed Per. Behind the door was a room containing one large pool and two smaller ones. Steam wafted from the large pool and one of the smaller ones. Wicker chairs and tables were placed around all three bodies of water. "These two pools are heated," explained Dareen, pointing to two of them. "The other one is not. You'll find soaps, oils and towels in the back room. Can I get you anything? Is there anything I can do for you?" "Yes, tell me why you are being so nice," asked Per, confused by her solicitedness. "A short while ago, I was certain you were going to cut out my heart." Dareen looked down, blushing. "I guess I'm trying to make up for the way I acted earlier," she said. "I'm not good at apologizing and tend to overcompensate. I guess my own experiences intruded." "You're forgiven," said Per with a smile. "I'm just glad you've forgiven me. I didn't do a good job protecting them. If I had been unconscious a few minutes more, we would have all have been fishbait." "But you weren't and everyone is safe. Nyrandurril said all of you have been in a similar situation, so this is the second time you have saved them." "No, I didn't save them that time either," stated Per. "I was locked up in the stocks and the Overlord came and saved them." Dareen stared at Per quizzically and then said, "Take your bath. I'll have drink sent down." With that, Dareen turned and left the baths. Per went into the back room and stripped off his clothing. Towels were folded and stacked against the back wall. Per grabbed a couple and went back to the large pool. He threw his towels on a wicker chair and was just about to test the water when the main door opened. "Per. I brought you down some ale and..." Dareen froze at the sight of Per's naked body. Hard muscle knotted across his seven-foot, six frame, but Dareen's eyes were riveted on his cock. Her mouth dropped open as she stared at the seven inch flaccid prick and blood drained from her face. Per took a step towards her, which broke her trance. Dareen's head snapped up and her back went rigid as her mouth snapped closed. The blood rushed back to her face making it bright red. Dareen sputtered and stared about wildly. She slammed the tray she was carrying down onto a table and bolted out of the room before Per could do anything. "Damn!" swore Per as he ran into the back room and yanked on his pants. Per snatched up his dagger and shirt as he raced out of the baths and ran upstairs. He raced into the grand entrance and confronted the girl at the desk. "Did Dareen run by here?" he asked, leaning on the desk. "Ou... ou... Out the door!" stammered the girl, scared by his looming presence. Per burst out the doors, bowling over a gentleman coming up the stairs. Looking to the right, Per caught sight of Dareen running up the street. Per took off after her, pulling his shirt on over his head. He slowly closed the distance between them. Dareen never looked back, but seemed to be heading in a definite direction. Per lost sight of her now and again as she turned down side streets and ran around buildings. Per nearly panicked each time he could not see her. Dareen was about seventy-five feet ahead of him when she slowed up and turned down an alleyway. Per ran up to the alley and turned the corner. About twenty feet in front of him was Dareen, kneeling in the muck, sobbing her heart out. Per walked around her and squatted down in front of her. "What is it, Dareen?" he asked gently. "Are you alright?" "This... This is where Sari was killed," sobbed Dareen. "I didn't... I couldn't... I don't know. It all just... just flooded back to me. The pain... her screams... the... the... It was just like it happened yesterday. I've... I've never been back here since that night. I've never been to where she is buried." "Let's go home," said Per, helping Dareen to her feet. "Tomorrow, if you want to, I'll take you to her grave so you can say goodbye." "Thank you. I'd like that." Per and Dareen were almost out of the alley when Per heard a coach approaching. He motioned Dareen to step back into the shadows and flattened himself against the wall also. No sooner had Per hidden himself in the shadows when two men ran out from across the street and tossed a bundle of logs across the middle of the road. The men then ran back. The noise of the coach and the horses grew louder as it came nearer. Per heard the coachman call out to halt the horses before they tripped over the logs. Sharp twangs punctuated the air, followed by the sound of wet thunks. Per cautiously peered around the corner. A black coach was stopped in the street wit two white horses in harness. The coachman sat on top, oblivious to everything because of the arrows sticking out of his chest. Four men, in dark hooded cloaks, rushed out from the shadows to surround the coach. One climbed up and pushed the dead coachman off. Another started to move the logs off the street. The last two approached the door of the coach only to have it flung open and a woman look out. "What is the meaning of this?" she demanded imperially. Per would have recognized her anywhere. She was Queen Shara, the wife of the Overlord. She was dressed in a black cloak and she looked down on her assailants with distain. She was also the woman who was trying to get Per killed. The man closest to her pulled a knife from his belt and held it to her throat. "Quiet, Your Majesty," he said softly. "Someone would like to meet you. We were told about your secret meeting with your uncle. Tsk, tsk, tsk! Your husband would not be pleased with such goings-on. Back inside! Behave and you will be well treated. Endanger us and I'll cut your face to ribbons. We have a long way to go." Queen Shara turned pale and meekly sat back in the coach. The two men went into the coach with her as the other two climbed up to the coachman's seat. The driver shook the reins and the coach disappeared down the street. "Let's go," said Per to Dareen. "Was that the Queen?" gasped Dareen as they ran back towards the brownstone. "Yes," replied Per, "and I have to find her." "What? Why?" asked Dareen. "We can raise the alarm." "No, because she's the one I'm hiding from. Nobody would believe that I had nothing to do with her disappearance. I'm going to have to save her to save myself. I need to get my horse and supplies." They had just about reached the brownstone when Dareen grabbed Per's hand and stopped him. She then tugged him in a different direction. "This way then," she said. "We need to go to Melinar's house. She told me all your equipment was there." "But I have to tell Melinar and Nyrandurril!" argued Per. "They're out cold and you won't be able to rouse them. From what you said, we can't wait." Per jerked her up short. "What do you mean — we?" "I'm coming with you." "Why? Why do I keep going through this?" Per asked of the sky. He looked down at Dareen. "No, you're not. What if Lord Letlow gets free? Melinar and Nyrandurril are laid up. Who will run the business? I'm sorry, but you're not going. I need you here too much." Dareen's bright blue eyes looked up into Per's violet ones and misted over. A smile slowly formed on her face. "Alright, Per, I'll stay. Come on. They're probably outside the city walls by now," she said gently. "But the gates are locked," said Per. "I was going to go to the gates to see which one they go out of in the morning." "Per, you've spent too much time in the wilds," admonished Dareen as they started towards Melinar's house again. "There are numerous ways in and out of the city for those who know them. You're going through one of those ways tonight." "Why don't we wait until morning when the gates will be open? I can't track them until then anyway." "Because when the Overlord finds Queen Shara missing, he'll seal the city and conduct a house by house search," explained Dareen. "You'll be found if you inside the walls and will have a lot of questions to answer. As you said, they would never believe you" The y reached Melinar's house and Per quickly packed his equipment. Dareen led him to the livery stable where he retrieved his horse and mule. Per followed Dareen through town to an area where the wealth of the owners was displayed in the large villas and townhouses there. Dareen stopped in front of one impressive mansion. She motioned Per to be silent and went into the back yard. Per was amazed to see that the villa's back yard ended at the city's wall. Dareen led him over to the coach house and went inside. Per followed her into the darkened building. Dareen pulled a rope out of a bin and motioned Per to run it through a pulley that was attached to a beam. She then tied one end to a steel ring in the floor. Per pulled on the rope and large section of the floor swung upward noiselessly. Per tied off the rope and looked down into the opening. It slanted downward sharply and led off into a dark corridor. A musty, dank smell emanated up from the opening. "This will lead you under the wall and the moat," whispered Dareen. "I forgot to bring a torch, so you'll have to feel your way along the wall." "I can see almost as well in the dark as in the daylight," said Per. "Unfortunately, not well enough to track the captors. How did you know of this place?" "We learn lots of interesting things in our business. The owner of the villa had trouble with his son, which we managed to take care of. He gave us leave to use his tunnel." "Take care of yourself," said Per as he gathered up the reins to his animals. "Watch over Melinar and Nyrandurril. I'll send word when I can." As he turned to look at her, Dareen wrapped an arm around his neck and kissed him soundly on the lips. "You take care of yourself," she said, breaking the kiss. "I feel different. I think all those conflicting emotions have broken through that hard shell I had surrounded myself with. I'll watch over Melinar and Nyrandurril, although those two can take care of themselves. Now, go." Per led his horse and mule down the ramp to the corridor. He ten went up to brace the floor section so Dareen could untie the rope. The two of them slowly lowered the section with Per underneath it. Just before it closed, Per heard Dareen say, "You have to return. You promised to take me to Sari's grave. After we do that, we'll have to find out about my new emotions and feelings." ------- Chapter 3A Per was waiting outside the walls of the Capitol. After reuniting with Melinar and Nyrandurril, the three of them had defeated a sadistic lord and Per had witnessed the abduction of Queen Shara, his sworn enemy. Per could not go to the authorities without revealing himself to the assassins she had hired to kill him. Likewise, he could not just sit still without suspicion of his involvement in the kidnapping. The only course Per could see was to try and rescue Queen Shara. Per had been shown a secret way out of the city by Dareen, the statuesque blond manager of Melinar's brothel. Dareen had convinced Per that Queen Shara was probably taken out of the city because her husband, the Overlord, would tear the city apart to find her. Per knew that the search would not be for love, but to maintain the stability of the kingdom. Queen Shara's family was one of the most powerful in the land. Per rested in a small wooded area while waiting for the sun to rise. He had braved the dangers of coming to the city because he was certain that the friends he had made during his travels had been lured here. Melinar had started a search for them, but there had not been time to get any results. Per hoped that Melinar would find them and that they would be safe. The sky was beginning to lighten so Per set aside his worries and concentrated on the task at hand. He started searching for fresh tracks, heading off to his left around the city. Time ticked by quickly as he painstakingly went over the ground. Per had gone about a quarter of the way around the city when he found horse tracks on the ground. Per looked at them closely and saw that there were tracks of several horses. He followed the trail into the woods and determined that there were six horses in the group. He mounted up and started after them. Per had gone no more than a mile before he heard bugles blowing from behind him. The sound resonated with a particular urgency. Per did not wait to find out what the bugles meant, although he could guess at the discovery of Queen Shara's disappearance. Per knew that the kidnappers had gotten several hours of a head start on him. The trail led due south towards no major town that Per knew of. A smart move since imperial messengers would be enroute to those towns to inform the garrisons. Unfortunately, this did not help Per figure out where the kidnappers were heading. The only thing he could do was to follow after them. It was late in the afternoon before Per rode into the yard of a small farm. The trail he was following led him right to it. The farmhouse was ramshackle and the barn had seen better days. As Per approached, two men carrying spears came out of the barn and another, who was holding a sword, came out of the house. Per glanced around as he rode up. His body was tense and his senses screamed danger warnings to him. His eye caught the slight movement of an upstairs barn shutter. Per nerved himself as he stopped before the three men. "Afternoon," he said to the three of them. The barn window was to his back and Per felt an uncomfortable sensation beginning between his shoulder blades. "I was wondering if I could water my horse and mule. If you have it to spare, I would like to buy some feed." "Where are you heading?" asked the man with the sword. He was about six-feet tall with brown hair and a beard. He was about forty years old and the other two were in their twenties. All of them were trying to act casual, but Per could see the tenseness and apprehension in each one. "Any place, but the Capitol," answered Per. "I thought I'd go see Dosser." "Why not the Capitol?" asked the man. "I had a run-in with one of Queen Shara's relatives," said Per, feeling his way along the conversation. He had a good feeling that these men were involved with her abduction. "She took exception to that and has tried to get me killed. This is as close as I want to get to her." Per saw the men visibly relax. "No lost love for her then?" said the man with a smile. Per spat on the ground. "My only hope is that the Overlord comes to his senses and has her beheaded!" "My name is Ferris," stated the man. He nodded to the other two and they left. Per was sure that the man in the barn window had not moved, so he sat perfectly still. "Water trough is over there. We have room if you want to spend the night." "No, I'll bring trouble to you if I'm caught here," said Per. "Besides, I've been too much on my own to rest easy with other people about." "At least stay for dinner," countered Ferris. "It'll be ready in an hour." Per silently cursed at the delay, but knew he could not get around it without making Ferris suspicious. "I'd be happy for the meal," said Per with a smile he did not feel. "If you can spare the feed, I'd be grateful." Per got down off his horse and led it over to the trough. There were numerous tracks around the trough, but Per could not be certain if they belonged to the group he was following. Ferris had gone into the barn, so Per tied up his horse and went in after him. Per saw Ferris over by a feed bin filling up a sack and the fourth man was walking out the back door of the barn. Per walked over to help him. In the dim light, Per saw that there were ten stalls inside the barn and six of them had horses corralled there. The horses did appear to be lathered as if they had been ridden hard. Per tied up the sack when Ferris finished filling it and carried it back outside. A woman about Ferris' age was standing outside the door to the farmhouse. Her dark eyes betrayed a hardness and bitterness within her. She stared at Per suspiciously as he and Ferris walked towards her. Her face turned ugly when she caught sight of his violet eyes. "So they're sending out non-humans now," she sneered maliciously. "I beg your pardon?" asked Per, uncertain as to what to say. "Ooo, manners," she sniped. "Dinner's ready. You'll have to eat outside. We don't have chairs big enough for the likes of you." The woman turned around sharply and went inside. "I'm sorry," apologized Ferris. "She's been this way ever since her brother died six months ago." "Don't worry about it. It's happened before," said Per. "How did her brother die?" "He was moving cattle from one pasture to another," stated Ferris. "An uncle of Queen Shara and his retainers were passing by and thought it would be great fun to scatter the herd. Unfortunately, my brother-in-law's horse was spooked and threw him. He didn't get trampled, but a bull gored him. Queen Shara bribed the two hired hands to say that the stampede started before her uncle got there. The uncle stated he rode up to offer assistance after the accident. We found out later what the truth was." "Someone should really kill that bitch," said Per. "I was going to be kept as a slave by one of her cousins. Luckily, I had a mentor who knew the Overlord. The cousin was sent to Grunstom Keep as punishment. Ever since then, I've been on the run. Assassins have made two attempts on my life and I don't want to give them a third opportunity." "Let me go in and get you a plate," said Ferris, who went inside the house. Ferris soon returned with a heaping plate of food and jug of cold cider before he went back in again. Per could hear voices inside the house, but could not make out what they were saying. Per moved around the house until he found a window he could look in. He saw Ferris, his wife, and the three other men inside at the dinning room table. The window was opened a couple of inches at the bottom, so Per sat down to listen. "You should have killed him when he first arrived!" snarled Ferris' wife. "And if he's not following them?" asked Ferris. "... if he's only here by accident? You'd still have me kill him?" "To get my revenge... YES!" "What if his story is true?" asked Ferris. "He's one of us then." "You know," said one of the men. "Baron Cedric of Dosser was stripped of his title and sent to Grunstom Keep about a year ago. I never got the entire story, though." "Chas, backtrack him and see if he is following the others," the woman ordered. "Ferris, delay him until Chas gets back. We'll then decide what to do with him." Per got up silently and hurried around to the front of the house. He grabbed up the sack of feed and just had time to secure it to the mule when Ferris came out the door. Per swung up into his saddle and tossed the plate to Ferris. Ferris barely managed to catch the plate and stared at Per in astonishment. "Thanks for the dinner, but I've got to be going," said Per as he tossed some coins to Ferris. "As I said, I don't want my trouble to catch up with you." Per quickly reined his horse around d and rode off. He headed east until he found some rocky ground where he could hide his tracks. After laying down a couple of false trails, he went southwest to find the kidnappers' trail. The light was fading from the sky when he found it. The nest morning, Per started after Queen Shara's captors again as soon as there was light enough to see. He found their camp about five miles from where he spent the night. Their trail was now heading south-east, paralleling a river. Per followed after them for two days, at which point the kidnappers crossed the river and headed south again. Per, still pursuing, did not seem to be gaining any ground and guessed he was still a day and a half behind them. A day after crossing the river, Per spotted several horses ambling through a pasture and found a makeshift corral hidden in the woods. He concluded that the kidnappers had changed horses again. The chase was moving out of civilized lands and into rougher hilly terrain. Unable to anticipate the kidnappers' final destination, Per dogged their trail at first light every day and stopped only when he could not follow it because of the darkness of night. It was a little over two weeks since Per started the chase when he was riding through a rocky gorge. He was picking up fresher signs which meant he was getting closer. "Per, look out!" Per whipped his head around at the shout and something clanged against his helmet. The world tilted and blurred before it went dark. ------- "Thank you, Helga." "Will there be anything else tonight, milady?" "No, thank you." Karina watched as the brown-haired girl placed the brush she had been using on Karina's hair back on the dresser. Helga turned, bowed and left the room. Karina looked around the bedroom. Over a year had passed since her husband, Tenan, had been given the title of Baron of Dosser, married Karina and had moved into the castle. "More than a year since I've seen Per," thought Karina. "Only sketchy reports to let me know he's still alive. Damn Queen Shara! Damn her to hell!" Karina stood up from the stool she had been sitting on and flopped down on the bed, angry and out of sorts. Tenan had been gone for a week and would not return for another three or four days. Karina always felt frustrated when he was away. She missed his hard body and strong hands. Thinking of Tenan's body, Karina's hands moved up and over her flat stomach, bunching her nightgown upward. Her hands traveled to the huge mounds of her breasts. Karina closed her eyes and sighed as her fingers pinched and rolled her nipples into hard buds, igniting a flame down between her legs. Karina's legs squirmed back and forth as her hands massaged and kneaded her tits. Her breathing became heavier and she pulled down the straps of her nightgown to her waist, exposing her lovely breasts. Karina's left hand continued to play with a nipple as her right hand slid down between her legs. Karina hiked her nightgown up to her waist and then reached down to part her pussy lips open. She gasped as her fingers encountered the moist interior and came into contact with her clitoris. Her breathing was labored as her hands caressed both her breast and clit respectively. Karina moaned as she sank two fingers deep into her pussy. She pulled her left breast up to her mouth and sucked voraciously on the nipple as her fingers pumped rapidly in and out of her cunt. Karina moaned and her tit popped out of her mouth as her passion flared. She dreamed that it was Tenan's hard cock in her cunt instead of her fingers. With only final hard shove, Karina buried her fingers into her wet pussy as she orgasmed with a gurgled cry. Her cunt spasmed around her fingers as her juices flowed out over them. Karina laid there on the bed panting, with her fingers still inside her, for a long time. As her breathing returned to normal, she pulled her night gown down, rolled over and fell fast asleep. Karina awoke the next morning, bathed and then dressed. As she was finished getting dressed, there was a rap on the door and Helga entered carrying a tray. Helga had been at the castle when Baron Cedric had governed the province. Karina had hired the blond-haired, pixie-faced girl as her maid and had never regretted it. Helga was a devoted servant. The only thing that bothered Karina was that Helga never talked about her prior service or the former baron. Karina had not pried as she sensed that Helga had built a thick wall around her emotions. "Milady, there is a man here with a note from Rolph," said Helga as she set out Karina's breakfast. "The note is here beside your plate." Karina ignored the fruit in front of her and tore open the letter from Rolph. He and Dagmar ran the farm that Karina owned. Before she started reading, Karina made a short prayer to the gods that it contained word of her son, Per. She scanned the short missive and then read it again. Her face took on a puzzled look as she sought to comprehend and understand what it read. "What is it, milady?" asked Helga, seeing the expression on Karina's face. "Gar wants to see me tomorrow at the farm," replied Karina absentmindedly, staring at the letter. "Who's Gar?" asked Helga. Karina shook herself back to reality and said, "He's Per's father. I'll have to leave immediately if I want to make it there before nightfall. Helga, please lay out my riding clothes and pack an extra set of clothes in a saddlebag. I'll tell the steward where I am going." Karina went and informed the castle's steward of her departure and returned to her suite to change. She was surprised to see that Helga was just beginning to lay out her clothes and even more surprised to see Helga dressed in pants, blouse and cloak like Karina's riding outfit. Helga had spun around to face her and was waiting silently. "Well, Helga, do you want to explain?" asked Karina. "I... uh... You need someone to accompany you," stammered Helga. "Helga, this is not a trip for fun nor is it a trip to satisfy your desire to see an ogre. Gar is dangerous... very, very, very, very dangerous. He could quite easily kill all of us at the farm on a whim." "But you're the mother of his son!" exclaimed Helga. "Which means nothing to an ogre," stated Karina dryly. "I'm... I'm not going with you to see an ogre," said Helga. "I just want to accompany you." Karina sighed and said, "Alright, girl, go get your things together while I change. We need to get a move on." "I already told the stable hands to saddle two horses and pack food for a couple of days," said Helga as she turned to finish packing Karina's clothes into a saddlebag. "They should be ready by the time we get down there." Helga was true to her word. The horses and food bags were ready when they walked down to the stables. Karina and Helga mounted up and were quickly out the gate, heading towards the farm. It was a fine summer day and the two women made quick time through the countryside. Tenan's rule had made the county a safe place to live and travel through. It was about an hour before sunset when Karina and Helga rode through the front gate of the farm. Rolph, Dagmar and a woman Karina had not seen before stood at the front door to the farmhouse. "Karina! What brings you to this neck of the woods?" shouted Dagmar laughing. "Just kiddin'. C'mere and give me a hug." Karina slid off her horse and went over to hug both Dagmar and Rolph. "You're looking well, Karina," said Rolph. "She looks terrific, you old stick in the mud," exclaimed Dagmar, "and she's brought us a comely wench to meet and play with." "This is my maid, Helga," said Karina sweetly. "If you trifle with her, Dagmar, I'll reach up your ass and pull your heart out. You will behave, won't you?" Helga almost laughed as Dagmar's asscheeks tightened and his face took on a horrified look. "You'll be safe," chuckled Rolph as he approached Helga to help her down. "We know Karina well enough to know she would do it, too. I'm Rolph. The embarrassed one is Dagmar and this is Dorthea. Dorthea, this is Karina, the owner of the farm, and her maid, Helga." "The owner?" asked Dorthea. "You mean you're Per's mother?" "You've met my son?" "Some time ago," said Dorthea. "My husband disappeared and I was trying to run our farm by myself. I was going downhill fast and your son convinced me to come here. I've been working as a cook for Rolph and Dagmar ever since I arrived here. I... uh... guess I really work for you." "I hope you're a better cook than either one of those two," said Karina with a smile. "I pity you if you had to eat their cooking. I'm glad to meet you." "Same here... come, dinner is on the table." They all went inside and sat down to a meal of lamb, potatoes and green beans. As Karina tasted the food, she knew that Dorthea knew her way around a kitchen. The spices and flavors changed the food from ordinary to exquisite. Even the baked custard dessert was out of this world. "By the Gods, I'm stuffed," sighed Karina at the end of the meal. "How'd you like to come and work at the castle, Dorthea?" "Thank you, but no," replied Dorthea. "I'm happy where I am. I think there'd be too many people in the kitchen at the castle and I feel more at home on a farm." "And I don't relish eating Dagmar's stew again," stated Rolph. He then turned serious. "Karina, Gar wants to meet you at the clearing by the bridge in the woods. He said to come alone, but I don't like it. Dagmar and I are ready to come with you." "No, I'll go alone," said Karina, thinking over the matter. "It must be something important for Gar to leave his tribe and come here. We'll know what it is in the morning. Right now, I need a bath and then bed." "We remembered your fondness for baths, so the water is already," stated Dagmar. "We'll bring it right up." Karina went upstairs to her old room. It was unchanged since she had left it a year ago. Rolph and Dagmar had promised her that it would always be her room. Karina morbidly wondered if she would come back to haunt this room when she died. Karina changed out of her clothing and put on a robe. She opened the door to the bathroom and saw that the men had not forgotten a thing. The bathtub was three-quarters full of hot, steaming water. Karina quickly shed her robe and eased herself into the tub. Her aches from riding and her worries drifted away with the steam as Karina soaked in the hot water. She was vaguely aware that someone had entered the room across the hall and speculated that it might have been Helga. The hot water dissolved any further speculation as Karina lost herself into the warmth of the water. Karina slowly brought herself back to reality. Her eyes opened as she realized that she had fallen asleep and that the water had turned cold. Karina hopped out of the tub, sloshing water on the floor and reached for a towel. She noticed that her fingers looked like prunes as she dried off. After she was dry, Karina looked around for another towel to wipe up the water on the floor. "It figures," she thought. "Trust a man to put only one towel out." Wrapping her towel around her, Karina ventured out into the hallway to get an extra set of towels from the linen closet. As she picked up the towels, she heard a door latch click and then heard a door open downstairs. Karina tiptoed to the stairs and looked over the railing down into the living room. She saw Dorthea, dressed in a cloak, crossing the living room from the first floor back bedroom. Dorthea padded quietly across the room and the carefully and silently opened the front door and went outside. Karina's curiosity was aroused and, unmindful of her state of undress, she sneaked down the stairs to follow after Dorthea. Karina carefully opened the front door, went through it, and silently closed it behind her. Outside was pitch-black. Karina strained to see or hear Dorthea. Only the glow from the windows of the bunkhouse and farmhouse illuminated the area. Karina stood perfectly still, looking and listening. After several minutes had passed without any sight or sound of Dorthea, Karina clutched her towel tighter around her. She slowly made her way over towards the bunkhouse. "Maybe Rolph or Dagmar has an idea of what her nocturnal activity is," thought Karina. Karina reached the bunkhouse door and was just about to knock when she heard a moan come from inside. She froze with her hand raised to knock on the door. Another, louder, moan startled her out of her paralysis. Karina slowly sneaked around to the side of the bunkhouse. She slid up next to the window and carefully peeked in. Dorthea, Rolph and Dagmar were inside and all were naked. Karina's eyes were riveted on the scene inside. Rolph was lying on the bed with Dorthea, kneeling over top of him. His hard cock was stuffed into her pussy as his hands kneaded her firm breasts. Dorthea braced herself up with her hands because Dagmar was squatting behind her with his cock shoved up her asshole. Dorthea moaned in ecstasy as she rocked back and forth, driving both cocks simultaneously in and out of both holes. Karina's mind went numb and she became hot as she watched Dorthea pleasure two men at the same time. Karina licked her dry lips as she hungrily watched the two hard cocks pump in and out of Dorthea. Karina's breathing became heavy and she panted in time with Dorthea. Dorthea's panting became faster and faster as her humping increased as she approached a climax. Suddenly, she stiffened and her whole body shook as she orgasmed. Gasping for air, she collapsed onto Rolph's chest. Rolph and Dagmar took over. Holding onto Dorthea, they began to fuck their cocks in and out of her. Dorthea moaned and Karina could see a smile play across her lips. Karina could not tear her eyes away as she watched Dorthea getting fucked and fucked good. Both men were soon panting as shard as Dorthea had been. Dagmar grabbed Dorthea's hips and bellowed loudly as he shoved his cock into her ass to fire off his load of hot sticky sperm. Dorthea writhed and moaned as she felt his hot jizz spurt into her bowels. Rolph pumped harder and faster only a second or two longer until he stiffened. His back arched off the bed as his prick spurted his liquid seed into Dorthea's hot, moist cunt. Dorthea groaned loudly as she felt Rolph cum inside her. Dagmar pulled his semi-soft dick out of Dorthea's asshole. Dorthea sighed as she felt him withdraw and rolled off Rolph. Karina saw Dorthea roll onto her back on the bed and have both men cuddle up beside her on either side. "I can't stay long," Karina vaguely heard Dorthea say. "I have to get back." Karina turned away from the bunkhouse in a daze. Visions of cocks, pussies and assholes in her mind drove away any coherent thought. Karina felt that her body was burning up. Without thinking, she unwrapped the towel from around her body and began fanning herself with it as she stumbled back to the farmhouse. By the time Karina had opened the front door and entered the living room, she was on fire and her body felt electrified. All the sensations were concentrated at her pussy. Karina was dimly felt her juices leaking down her legs from her cunt. She dropped the towel and slowly climbed the stairs with a dazed look on her face. Karina was breathing hard as she walked down the upstairs hallway. Her nipples were rock-hard and her hands absently rubbed up and down her body. Her right hand slowly dipped down to her wet pussy. Karina's eyes bulged and she stumbled forward as her finger grazed over her clitoris. She caught herself from falling by banging her hand against a door jamb. The sexual sensations in her pussy exploded by the mere touch of her hand. Karina moaned as her body shook and quivered. The door suddenly swung open and Karina saw, through lust-filled eyes, Helga standing in the doorway. A single candle on a nightstand behind Helga illuminated her silhouette. She was dressed in a short, sheer nightgown, which showed off her shapely legs. "Milady, are you alright?" asked Helga anxiously as she reached forward to help Karina. Helga's arm inadvertently brushed across Karina's nipples. To Karina, it felt like an electric bolt crackled from them to her mind, touching off all the sexual lust inside her. Karina grabbed both of Helga's hands and crushed them against her huge mounds of titflesh. Karina then wrapped up Helga in a tight embrace and plastered her mouth right on open of Helga's open mouth. They staggered back into the room as Karina's tongue darted around the inside of Helga's mouth. Karina reached down and cupped Helga's breasts. She gently pinched her nipples enticing a gasp out a shocked Helga. Helga's hands were overflowing with Karina's tits, but that was not satisfying the burn and itch in the rock-hard nubs. Karina pulled Helga's hands away from her breasts and cupped her hands under them to thrust them forward. "Suck them. Please! Please, suck them," pleaded a panting Karina. Helga's face lost its shocked look and she smiled slightly as if understanding Karina's uncontrollable urge. She leaned forward, licked up one nipple causing Karina to shudder and then sucked on it, while reaching up to caress Karina's other nipple. Karina gasped and moaned as electric shocks of both pain and pleasure seemed to shoot from her nipples through her entire body. Her hands ran through Helga's blond hair as Helga continued to suckle and look up at Karina with her big brown eyes. Helga's free hand reached down between Karina's legs. Karina sagged and nearly fell when Helga's hand brushed across the wet outer lips of her vagina. Helga straightened up quickly to help keep Karina from falling over. "Come to the bed," said Helga gently. "Yes... bed," panted Karina. Helga led Karina over to the bed and made her lay down. Helga then pulled off her nightgown and eased down beside Karina, running her hands over Karina's hot body. Karina moaned and writhed as Helga caressed her. She gritted her teeth in frustration as Helga's hand passed close to Karina's pussy, but did not touch it. Karina's own hands moved back and forth, first over Helga's body, then her own, then back to Helga's. Just when Karina could not stand the teasing any more, she gasped in delight as Helga reached down and sank a finger into Karina's sopping, wet pussy. Karina gasped again and almost came as Helga slowly dragged her finger out, pulling it right across Karina's clitoris. Helga smiled down at Karina's wide open eyes. "How does that feel?" asked Helga. "Good," was the only thing Karina could pant out loud. Helga turned around so that her hand had better access to Karina's vagina. Helga slid her middle finger in and out of Karina's cunt, stooping every now and then to massage Karina's clit. Karina moaned and writhed at the stimulation. Cupping and squeezing a breast with one hand, Karina put her other hand between Helga's legs. Helga spread her legs wider apart and Karina's fingers slid upward to Helga's wet, hot pussy. Karina wasted no time inserting two fingers into Helga. It was Helga's turn to gasp as Karina began to finger-fuck her. Karina's pleasure doubled as she felt her pussy stretch wider as Helga slipped another finger into her cunt. Karina cried out in pleasure as her pussy stretched wider and wider. Her own fingers stroked continuously in and out of Helga's cunt. Her own pussy was filled to the brim and being pumped as her sexual tension soared quickly and then peaked. Karina screamed out her orgasm as her body shook from the intensity of it. She felt her juices gush out of her cunt and roll down over her legs and ass. "Milady! Karina! Please, wake up!" Karina snapped open her eyes to see a worried Helga staring down at her. Helga had somehow moved around on the bed and had one hand on Karina's cheek, while the other brushed Karina's forehead. "Huh? What happened?" asked Karina groggily. "I think you passed out. Are you alright?" Before Karina could answer, they both heard a banging downstairs. Helga jumped off the bed, snatched up a robe and was out the door before Karina could do anything. Karina heard a murmur of voices from downstairs and the heard the front door open and close. Footsteps sounded on the stairs, then down the hallway and Helga reappeared at the door. "That... uh (smirk)... that was Rolph, Dagmar and Dorthea all coming in the front door," stated Helga giggling. "Except for the swords the men were carrying, none of them had a stitch of clothing on. I told them you had a bad dream and had screamed." "Thank you, Helga. I..." and Karina fell silent as the two women stared at each other. "What did you do? I've never had an orgasm that intense before." "You kept saying, 'More! More!' You took my entire hand up past the wrist inside you," said Helga in a shy voice. Karina got up off the bed and went over to hug Helga. Helga went rigid and then relaxed as she returned the hug. Karina lifted Helga's face up and planted a soft kiss on her lips. "Thank you," said Karina softly. "I think I needed the release and the experience is not one I'll ever forget." "But not one to be repeated?" asked Helga in a choked voice. "We'll see," said Karina smiling. "Now, we have to get a good night's sleep. Get your nightgown on. My bed is big enough for the two of us." Helga's face lit up in a big smile. She spun around in girlish exuberance, shedding off her robe and pulling on her nightgown. Karina shook her head, still smiling, as Helga bounced back to her. Karina led her tot the main bedroom of the house, pulled on her own nightgown and they fell asleep in each other's arms. Breakfast the next morning was a quiet affair among the five people there. Each one cast furtive glances at the others and secret smiles played on everyone's lips. Rolph and Dagmar finally rose to go out and do their chores. "Take care, Karina," advised Rolph as he and Dagmar headed towards the door. "You'll be out there alone." "Can't I come with you?" pleaded Helga to Karina. Karina turned to look at Helga. She then growled and roared something unintelligible with a particular vicious streak to it at her. Helga recoiled from Karina and Dorthea dropped the plate she had just picked up in alarm. Rolph and Dagmar looked at each other, shrugged their shoulders and then walked out. "I'm sorry, Helga," gasped Karina huskily, clearing her throat. "I told you this would not be for fun. I just paid you a mild compliment in ogre. You may be prepared to lose and arm or leg to meet Gar, but I'm not. Please, don't ask me again." "Yes, milady," said Helga in a subdued voice. "I'll wait here." "Thank you," said Karina. "I would be worried sick if you did come with me. Gar said come alone. He's not one to spring surprises on." "I'll stay in the immediate area," said Helga, getting up. "I'll be here if you need me," and she walked outside. "That girl cares for you," said Dorthea, cleaning up the broken plate. "I know," said Karina, looking at the closed door that Helga went out of. "How much do you care for Rolph and Dagmar?" "Enough that I can't choose between them," stated Dorthea. "They compliment each other so well that I can't choose one over the other. Rolph is serious and stable, while Dagmar is romance and excitement. I guess I'm selfish to want them both." "Nonsense!" scoffed Karina flatly. "Even I could tell that they're happy and in love with you. Though how you managed to get both of them in bed at the same time baffles me. They've always been competing against one another." Dorthea laughed and said, "I knew the gig was up when your maid saw us last night. I told both of them that there would be no competition. I could love both of them at the same time or neither of them. I can tell you, when one is away on a trip it is hell on the other. You know, they actually work real well together in bed and I do mean — real well!" Karina now laughed aloud. "I think you just settled any reservations I may have had about you. Take care of both of them. They are very dear to me. Now, I have to go and see Gar." Dorthea got up and motioned Karina to remain seated. "Wait five minutes and then go," said Dorthea. "Don't pay any attention to anything you see or hear. Okay?" "Okay," answered a puzzled Karina. Karina waited for five minutes after Dorthea had left and then walked out the front door. The first thing she heard were female shrieks coming from the barn. Karina remembered Dorthea's remark, turned on her heel and took off through the woods. ------- Chapter 3B Karina soon came to the clearing by the bridge. She looked around carefully. A strange hush had settled around the area and the tall trees cast shadows everywhere, but in the center of the clearing. Karina blinked twice as she watched a boulder stir and then rise up on two legs to approach her. rumbled the nine-foot tall ogre. responded Karina just before she kicked him in the knee. It was like kicking an iron bar. Gar roared in pleasure and pain as he backhanded Karina in her shoulder. Karina's arm went numb as she flew across the clearing before banging on the ground and crashing into a bush. Karina laid there, bruised and scratched, trying to shake the cobwebs out of her head. A shadow loomed over her and she was suddenly hauled off the ground as a large, meaty hand yanked her up by the front of her shirt. said Karina, tapping the old scar on the arm holding her up off the ground. A rumble emanated deep within Gar's chest, which Karina recognized to be his laughter. Gar set her back down and stepped back away from her. Karina's shirt front was completely torn apart. Her arm was still numb and would probably be bruised from the shoulder to the elbow by tomorrow. Her arms and legs were scratched and scrapped. She had a split lip and her hair was a mess with twigs and leaves sticking every which way out of it. Gar looked as formidable as ever. stated Gar asked a now worried Karina. "Chief, but not chief," stated Gar. "Sub-chief?" offered Karina in a hope of understanding. Gar just shrugged his shoulders. said Gar, switching back to ogre. asked Karina. exclaimed an exasperated Gar. Gar sat down facing Karina and said slowly, "I don't' want to know what the second vision was," thought Karina. asked Karina incredulously. stated gar, unaware of her astonishment. "No! No! No! No! No!" shouted Karina, recoiling from Gar. "I won't do it. I won't have any part of this..." roared Gar, confused by Karina's sudden switch of languages. Karina struggled to regain control of herself. "The one thing I don't need now is an angry ogre," she thought as she looked up at Gar's towering menace. she commanded. Karina waited for Gar to sit down before saying, roared Gar, causing Karina to winch in pain. stated Karina, trying to remain calm. yelled Karina angrily. Gar stared back at her in anger, breathing hard through widened nostrils. He suddenly stood up and stretched his arms wide apart. Karina watched as Gar began chanting in words she had never heard before. In the center of the clearing, a green light began to shimmer. The light grew and grew only to fade as quickly as it had appeared. Karina froze in disbelief. Where the light had been was now a sixteen-foot tall ogre god, who Karina knew to be Ahhspah. The voice reverberated through the clearing conveying the power to move mountains. Gar solemnly bowed to his god. intoned Ahhspah. Karina looked up into Ahhspah's deep violet eyes. Upon locking her eyes with his, Karina's mind went totally blank. Ahhspah then looked down at his groin. Karina followed his gaze and gasped. She was staring at Ahhspah's hard cock. It was at least four feet long and five inches in diameter. Karina's mind overloaded with lust and she nearly came in her pants as she stared hypnotized by the tree trunk size prick. Karina began to crawl forward, eager to have that cock shoved up her cunt. "Hold!" With that one word, Karina froze, her muscles locked into immobility. Karina fought against the force holding her with her only thought of getting to Ahhspah's hard prick, but to no avail. Karina remained motionless as an incredibly beautiful woman walked up from behind her. "Ahhspah, you know the ritual can't be performed by a sex-crazed female," said the woman, turning to Karina and touching her forehead. Karina's eyes glazed over as the lust, which had been dominating her mind and body, disappeared. Karina feel to her knees as cold reality flooded back to her. "Are you alright, dear?" asked the woman. "Everyone keeps asking me that," muttered Karina. "Yes, thank you. Who are you?" The woman smiled. "I'm Aphrodite. I've looked after your son a couple of times. Let me talk to Ahhspah." She then turned to face the ogre god. stated Ahhspah. "She is not an ogre," retorted Aphrodite, pointing at Karina. "She has claimed one of us as her goddess. It does concern us. She's human." insisted Ahhspah. "I had forgotten that," mused Aphrodite. "Come, we need to talk alone." "And play?" asked Ahhspah lewdly. "No, Ahhspah. No play," she stated firmly as she led him across the clearing. Karina looked over at Gar who only shrugged his shoulders. He then sat down to wait for his god and the goddess to finish talking. After a short while, they came back. "Karina, I need to explain some things to you," said Aphrodite as they approached. "You and your son, Per, actually belong to two races, both human and ogre. Your soul is mostly human with a little bit of ogre thrown in. Your son's soul is half-human and half-ogre. If you or your son denies the ogre heritage, Ahhspah or one of his ilk must take the ogre part of the soul out of both of you. Per will lose half of his soul and all the benefits of his ogre heritage, his strength, his constitution, his vitality. He will be human, but less than human because half his soul will be gone." said Ahhspah, walking over to where they were. Karina averted her eyes before she caught sight of his cock. "And that condition is... ?" asked Aphrodite. "I forbid it," said Aphrodite without a moment's hesitation. "Your lust would kill her." "Changed her? How?" said Ahhspah grinning. "And... ?" asked Aphrodite suspiciously. Aphrodite turned to stare at Karina, her eyebrows coming together in worried thought. said Gar. commanded Ahhspah and he trudged off to the far side of the clearing. Karina and Aphrodite both turned questioningly to Gar. asked Karina, feeling pity for Gar being Ahhspah's cleric. stated Gar, incredulous at the stupidity of the question. Karina could only stare at him open-mouthed. "It's an ogre thing," said Aphrodite. "You have to choose... ritual or Ahhspah's whore." "Ahhspah!" yelled Karina to the ogre god across the clearing. Before she could blink, Ahhspah stood right in front of her. One second, he was fifty feet away and the next he was five feet away. "I agree unless it affects my priests and priestesses. Agreed?" "Deal!" said Aphrodite. said Ahhspah and he disappeared in a blaze of green light. said Gar. stated Karina. said Gar as he started to walk off. intoned Aphrodite. Gar turned his head and smiled back at then as he left the clearing. His shape was soon lost within the woods. "You do know he will kill you if you fail," said Aphrodite to Karina. "His words were a threat and promise all in one. I can not interfere." "I won't fail," promised Karina. "Sit down, Karina," said Aphrodite as she sat down on a marble chair covered with furs and pillows. Karina looked to see that a similar chair had appeared behind her. Suddenly self-conscious to be in the presence of a goddess, she meekly sat down and gazed down at her feet. "Meekness doesn't become you," laughed Aphrodite. "Karina, have you ever lost control of your lust before? I am searching for an instance since you left Gar for Tenan." "Yes," stated Karina, thinking back. "There have been times when I had to make love to Tenan or die. Last night, I completely lost control. I saw Rolph and Dagmar making love to Dorthea and I lost all thought, but sex." "Your times with Tenan, was he naked at the time when your desire took over?" "I believe he was." "Karina, Ahhspah increased your sexual desire along with magically altering you. There is nothing subtle about what an ogre does. You will be able to take that monster-sized penis of his inside you and your lust will be overpowering. I believe that the sight of sex or genitals will spark your desire. You should be aware of this." "Can't you change me back?" asked Karina. "No, I can't," said Aphrodite gently. "I promised Ahhspah not to interfere. It is time for you to go back to the farm." Karina stood up and said, "Thank you for your help. I hope Demeter understands." "I've talked to her and she does." "But..." and Karina stopped, not really sure she wanted to know how Aphrodite had talked to Demeter when she had not left the clearing. She turned and started towards the farmhouse. She looked over her shoulder back at the clearing, but it was empty. By the time Karina got to the yard of the farmhouse, she was in pain. Her arm throbbed and ached. Her cuts and scratches itched and burned and her split lip cracked open each time she opened her mouth. As she entered the gate, she saw Helga come running out of the barn followed by Dorthea. Karina braced herself as Helga threw herself at her and hugged Karina in a crushing embrace. Karina gritted her teeth against the pain. "Let her go, Helga," said Dorthea. "You're hurting her. I have a hot bath drawn for both of you." "I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I'm sorry," chanted a tear-stained Helga to Karina. "I was sure you were going to be killed." Karina looked at the two women. Helga had a black eye and had straw stuck throughout her hair and clothes. Dorthea had scratches on her arm and her dress appeared to have been torn and hastily repaired. "Helga, I'm fine," said Karina. "Go get cleaned up and put something on that eye." Helga hesitated. "It's okay. Go on." Helga turned and went inside. Karina turned and looked questioningly at Dorthea. "She was going to follow you," stated Dorthea, leading Karina inside. "I guess she thought she could protect you. We had a tussle in the barn and I locked her inside a horse stall. I sent Rolph and Dagmar to the fields so they could not interfere." "Thanks, she would have been seriously injured had she been there." "You didn't fare too well yourself," said Dorthea. "You won't be able to do much with that arm. I'll wash you hair and we'll get you in the bath. Tomorrow is when you'll really feel it." Karina smiled tiredly knowing that by tomorrow her enhanced vitality would have overcome most of her aches and pain. For right now, though, she was willing to let someone else pamper her. After her bath, Karina climbed into bed and fell fast asleep. Karina awoke at daybreak. Most of her aches and pains were gone and the massive bruise on her arm was beginning to turn a sickly yellow at the edges. "It'll be gone in a couple days," thought Karina as she dressed. She went downstairs and out to the barn. Rolph and Dagmar were already there. They all started in on the chores without a word as if Karina had never left the farm. The clatter of the dinner bell halted their work and they quickly washed up to go in for breakfast. Dorthea and Helga had laid out steaming platters of eggs and bacon, pitchers of milk, and trays of bread and cheese. Everyone fell to with gusto, devouring the meal in no time flat. "Man, I'm stuffed," groaned Dagmar to Rolph as he leaned back in his chair. "I think we should keep them all here to wait on us hand and foot." Rolph looked over at Dagmar sourly. "I think you'd look funny when Karina shoves your foot into your mouth and Dorthea rips out several yards of your guts. I'm not sure what Helga would do, but I am sure it would be equally unpleasant." "Then we'd better get back to work before you get me into trouble," laughed Dagmar. "Karina, are you leaving today?" "Yes, soon." "Well, give us a hug. Bring Tenan next time and stay longer." "I'll try," promised Karina as she hugged both Rolph and Dagmar before they left. "Leave the dishes," said Dorthea as Helga got up to clear the table. "I can get them later. I want to know what happened yesterday." "Yes, tell us!" exclaimed Helga, sitting down again. Helga's eye looked particularly nasty this morning and Dorthea's scratches were plainly visible. Karina wondered why it seemed that Rolph and Dagmar had not questioned them all about their various cuts and bruises. She then figured out that they would have Dorthea fill them in later on what had happened. "Well, I met Gar at the clearing and tried to break his kneecap. He, in turn, gave me this love tap on the arm, which threw me across the clearing into the brambles and thorns," Karina told them. "What!?!" cried out Helga horrified. "... but he loved you!" "Helga, you've confused this for a glorified version of romantic human love," said Karina, now beginning to understand Helga's motives. "You thought our relationship was noble and that Gar would be transformed into some prince because of it, didn't you?" "I... it... I don't know!" wailed Helga. "Helga, believe me, Gar is noble," said Karina softly. "I care for him deeply. He is an ogre. He saved me, not out of love, but out of his hatred of goblins. He's an ogre right down to his massive bones. Gar also made me part ogre. At least, that is what Ahhspah said." "Ahhspah?" questioned Dorthea. "Who's Ahhspah?" "The ogre god of fertility. Gods, was he hung!" said Karina. "WHAT!!!" cried out both Helga and Dorthea together. Karina smiled and told them everything that had transpired in the clearing. Helga was stunned in astonishment upon hearing that Aphrodite had been there. Dorthea shook her head in disbelief at what the ritual conditions were and at the alternate proposal Ahhspah had given Karina. Karina told them everything, except the part of what would happen if she failed. "Women he has slept with or who has influenced him greatly," murmured Helga. "That could be anyone. It's almost impossible to accomplish." "Ogres are tied to their tribe, so the ritual is probably easier for them. You're right, though, it won't be easy and I only have a year to find them all," said Karina. "What happens if you don't find everyone," asked Dorthea fidgeting. "Per's soul will be torn in two to separate his human half and his ogre half," said Karina. "I'm one of them," blurted out Dorthea before she bit her lip. "One of what?" asked Karina slowly. One of the women Per has slept with," said Dorthea, her eyes downcast. "I didn't want anyone to know because I'm in love with Rolph and Dagmar. I wasn't sure how they would take it." "Dorthea, I have to know," said Karina. "Will you go through with the ritual?" "Will you?" Karina mulled over the question as Helga and Dorthea held their breath. "In this case, I'm going to have to be more ogre than human," she said softly. "Anything else is too terrible to think about. I will do my part of the ritual." "Then I can do no less," answered Dorthea. "Don't tell anyone else about what you have to do with your son in the ritual." She smiled and chuckled. "We humans are a funny race about such things. Helga, what about you?" "I don't think I'm involved," said Helga. "I didn't sleep wit Per nor have I influenced him at all. We were just servants together in the castle under... you know." "You two need to get ready to leave," said Dorthea. "I'm sure Rolph and Dagmar have saddled your horses. Go get ready while I pack some food for the trip." "Dorthea, I'm glad you came here," said Karina, gently touching Dorthea's arm. "I'm glad I'm here, too," said Dorthea. "Oh, one more thing, have you thought about where you are going to hold this ogre ritual? I don't think Dosser would be up to it." "Oh, shit," cursed Karina as she clumped up the stairs. It was a couple of hours later as Karina and Helga were riding towards the castle, when Helga turned to Karina. "Milady, I'm sorry about my foolishness," she said contritely. "I've always thought love was this great and noble thing." "Aren't we a little to close for the milady routine? Please, call me Karina. Love is a great and wonderful thing as you will find out." "I think I know of two women who may be part of your search," said Helga, changing the subject. "They were servants at the castle when Per and I were there. Per saved them and it was rumored that Per made love to them. Their names are Melinar and Nyrandurril. I think Baron Tenan knows of them." "We'll have to ask him when we see him," said Karina. The two of them arrived at the castle in the late afternoon. Tenan had returned before they did and was waiting for them at the gate. "By the Gods, what happened to you two?" he exclaimed as they came closer and he could see their injuries. "Gar asked me to meet him at the farm," said Karina. "You know the traditional ogre greeting." "You mean the punching, biting, gouging and kicking?" he asked tight-lipped. "Yup, I kicked him in the kneecap and he tapped me across the ground," she stated. "Oh, stop scowling! It's worse than it looks. He actually took it easy on me." "By his standards!" yelled Tenan. "Why did you take Helga to see him?" "Milord Baron, she didn't. Lady Karina forbade me from coming with her," said Helga quickly. "I foolishly was going to follow her from the farm. Dorthea was the one who punched me in the eye to keep me from following Lady Karina." "Dorthea? Who's Dorthea?" asked Tenan bewildered. "She the woman Rolph and Dagmar are seeing. She's also the cook at the farm," said Karina. Tenan shook his head to clear it. He then blew out a big blast of air. "Can we go inside and start from the beginning," he said. "I'm sorry if I got angry, but I was upset when I saw your injuries." "Nice distraction," murmured Karina to Helga as she dismounted. "Back at you." They walked up to Tenan's study, which was off the main reception hall. As Karina and Helga went inside, Tenan spoke to a page outside the door. "I've asked to have some food and wine sent up," he said as they all sat down. "What happened at the farm?" Karina told him almost everything that had occurred. She left out her tryst with Helga, her alteration by Ahhspah and the part where she had to sleep with her son as part of the ritual. "I'm stunned," said an astonished Tenan as she finished up. "You met with two gods and have to take part in an ogre ritual based on a vision given to Gar." He shook his head. "I don't know how I am going to find all the women in time." "You'll find the women?" growled Karina in an angry tone. "Since when did this become your responsibility? Who put you in charge? I am the one who was given the task and if you're not going to help, then get out of the way!" With that said, Karina stormed out and went to their bedroom. She had mentally prepared herself to do the ritual and had just been casually set aside by her husband. Karina stewed and fumed for about an hour until a soft knock on the door interrupted her. "WHAT?" "May I come in?" asked Tenan, opening the door. "I want to apologize. I was wrong to yell at you and I was wrong to try to take over your duty." "What changed your mind?" asked Karina sullenly. "Two things, really," said Tenan. "I remembered that we are not dealing with human values, but with ogre traditions. The ritual for becoming a neccar under Vorpak is exceedingly vile. The mother of the candidate for that ritual is also responsible for fulfilling all of its conditions. A little over half the time, she does not survive. The second thing was Helga. She, um, enlightened me." "How so?" asked Karina curiously. "First, she burned my ears off telling me what she thought about my attitude. I've only heard such language in a barracks before. She then read me the riot act of what I am supposed to do in regards to this. She said I have no duties or responsibilities except what you tell me to do. I am sorry, Karina. Can you forgive me?" Karina walked over, hugged and kissed him. "I'm sorry, too. It's been hard trying to process all that has happened. I didn't get a chance to ask... how was your trip?" "The same as last month," stated Tenan. "The Willis boys got into trouble again. Old lady Trask is convinced that someone is watching her undress every night. The Ritys almost got into a fight with the Blandales over the Blandale's dog impregnating the Rity's dog. Gods, I've missed you!" "How could you have missed me?" asked Karina with mock sincerity. 'When you have been engrossed with these terrible issues that could rock the foundation of this kingdom?" "There's something else I'd much rather be engrossed with," said Tenan, hugging Karina tight and kissing her. "Wait," said Karina softly, backing away from Tenan. "Get undressed and I'll be right back." Karina went into the dressing room and quickly shed her clothes. She put on a robe and went back into the bedroom. Tenan had undressed and was in the bed with the sheet pulled up to his waist. Karina felt her pulse quicken as she saw the outline of his hard cock under the sheets. Karina looked away because she wanted to test her resistance. "You look beautiful, Karina," said Tenan. "Do you really want me?" she asked. "Yes, come here," and he pulled back the sheet on her half of the bed. "How do you want me?" "How?" Tenan asked confused. "I don't understand." "Tenan, will you stand up and just let me look at you? Please?" Tenan stepped out of the bed and stood beside it. His hard cock pointed straight out at Karina. Karina felt her blood surge and her heat rise, especially between her legs, but she managed to maintain control of herself. After a couple of seconds, she smiled, shed her robe and walked over to Tenan to hug him. "What was that about?" he asked. "It's been so long that I just wanted to look at you," said Karina as she reached between them to grasp his hard cock. "I may have to go away more often," gasped Tenan as his hands came up to massage Karina's large breasts. Karina pushed Tenan back onto the bed and, after he had scooted over, she climbed right up on top of him. Their mouths locked together in a fevered kiss. Karina could feel his hardness pressing against her stomach and her tits were mashed on the hard muscles of his chest. Karina threw a leg over Tenan's hips without breaking the kiss. She reached down, aimed his cock at her pussy and in one lunge, sank all eight inches of his hard prick into her wet snatch. His shaft felt massive and seemed to fill her up completely. It fit inside her perfectly. "You must have been ready," panted Tenan, his hands stroking up and down her back. "I'm always ready for you," said Karina as she started rocking up and down on his cock. Their moans got louder and louder as Karina rocked faster and faster on Tenan's hard shaft. Her pendulous breasts swayed back and forth rubbing her hard nipples over his chest. Tenan's breathing became labored and Karina knew he was close. "Cum, my love," she gasped. "Cum inside me." Tenan gasped and arched his hips upward at her words, grinding his cock all the way into her cunt. Karina sighed in contentment as she felt his hot seed spurt into her womb. It set off a small orgasm inside her... nothing earth-shattering, but satisfying. "How was that?" asked Karina after they had lain together for several moments. "Ubba... Ubba... Ubba," babbled Tenan incoherently as if zonked out of his mind. "It was wonderful. I'm glad to be home with you." Karina slid off to one side and grasped his semi-flaccid cock. "You don't seem glad to see me," she said in a petulant voice as she stroked it. "Just wait," said Tenan as he rolled onto his side and slid two fingers into her sopping wet cunt. Karina's manipulations soon had Tenan hard again as Tenan's skillful fingers had her squirming in delight. Tenan tried to roll Karina over onto her back, but she resisted by drawing her knees underneath her, which raised her well-rounded ass up in the air. Tenan took the hint and moved around to kneel behind her. Just before Tenan could sink his cock into her hot, wet pussy, Karina reached down between her legs and guided his cum-slick cock up to her asshole. Tenan waited a moment to make sure that this is what she wanted. He had not fucked her up the ass since the first time they had made love over a year ago. Tenan grasped her hips and eased his cock past her sphincter muscle. His cock sank all the way into her bowels like a hot knife going into butter. Karina moaned long and loud in delight as his cock filled her rectum. Tenan slid his cock balls-deep up her ass. He then began to fuck her butthole. Karina buried her face into a pillow and reached down between her legs. Tenan's balls were slapping against her ass as she fingered her clit. The sound of heavy breathing permeated the air. Karina felt Tenan's cock stretch her asshole wide with each thrust and she vaguely wondered if what Ahhspah had said was true. Her asshole felt that it was stretched as wide as it could be and it gripped Tenan's cock tightly. Karina lost that train of thought as Tenan increased the pace of his fucking and her finger responded by rubbing faster on her clitoris. Karina began panting as her passion rose. She shoved two fingers in and out of her dripping snatch in time to Tenan's thrusts. Karina bit down hard on the pillow as her orgasm skyrocketed upward and exploded. Karina's entire body shook and her juices gushed out over her fingers. Her asshole clamped tighter onto Tenan's cock, but he did not miss a stroke as he plunged his prick again and again into her butt. Karina orgasmed again and again each time Tenan's cock fucked into her ass. Suddenly, Tenan shoved his cock in deep and Karina felt it pulsate as it spurted its load of hot, sticky cum into her bowels. They stayed locked together like that for what seemed to be an eternity. Soon, however, Karina felt Tenan's cock shrink inside her as and slide out. Tenan moved back from Karina and collapsed onto his back. "That... was... magnificent!" he exclaimed trying to catch his breath. He looked over concerned. "I didn't hurt you, did I?" "No, dear, ' replied Karina, touching his cheek. "It was magnificent. Let's get cleaned up. I want to snuggle." The next morning Karina was awoken to the smell of bacon. Stretching, she opened her eyes to see Tenan standing nearby with a covered tray in his hands. "Good morning," he said cheerfully. "I'm still trying to make up for yesterday. Breakfast in bed! Am I forgiven?" "That depends on what you brought up for breakfast, ' said Karina sitting up so Tenan could put the tray on her lap. "Behold!" exclaimed Tenan with a flourish as he whipped off the cloth covering the tray. Karina looked down at the tray. Eggs over easy, toast with butter and honey, crisp bacon, sliced fruit and cold milk adorned the tray. "You're forgiven," said Karina, giving Tenan a quick kiss. "Eat it while it's hot," said Tenan. "I'll meet you in the study after you've dressed." Karina wolfed down her breakfast after Tenan left. She had no idea she was so hungry. After finishing off the last piece of fruit, Karina set the tray aside and got out of bed. She dressed and went down to the study to find both Tenan and Helga were there. "You look lovely," said Tenan. Please, sit down both of you. I do want to help, but I understand that that is your decision to make. Helga has been hedging around a topic all morning without coming out and actually asking me." Karina looked over at Helga, who was staring at the floor and blushing furiously. She looked back at Tenan with a raised eyebrow. Helga's been asking about Melinar and Nyrandurril. I know they came up to see Per in his room when they were all here. Both women went to the Capitol. Nyrandurril went to study magic, so she'll be easy to find at the Academy. She can probably put you in touch with Melinar. "You mean you're going to let me go to find these women?" asked Karina suspiciously. "The decision is yours to make," stated Tenan matter-of-factly. "I'd like to help, but the decision of what to do will have to be made by you." "Gar will be back at the farm in eight days," said Karina. "That gives me three days to get to the Capitol, one day to find them and four days to get to the farm. Tenan, Ahhspah laid this on me since the mother is responsible for ensuring the ritual takes place and is correct. I have to do it. If I am delayed, will you meet with Gar and have him wait?" Tenan smiled. "Yes, dear. Now, go get changed. You'll have to leave immediately if you are going to get back in time. I'll see to the horses and meet you in the courtyard." Tenan stood up and looked over at Helga. "Helga! What are you sitting there for?" admonished Karina. "If you're not dressed and packed by the time I come down, I'm leaving you behind!" "What? You mean... I can... I can come with you?" stammered Helga. "Yes, unless you're not ready in time." Helga jumped up, hiked up her skirt and tore out of the room. "Thank you for taking her," said Tenan. "I was planning on taking her all along," said Karina innocently. "I feel better knowing someone is with you," said Tenan. "It might also be good to get her out of the castle and all the bad memories it has for her. You had better hurry or she may leave without you!" Karina hurried back to the bedroom, changed and packed. She went down to the courtyard to find Helga already there. Tenan and a groom brought out their horses and a pack horse from the stable. The groom was then dismissed. "There's food and supplies in the packs," said Tenan. "There are also one hundred sauers in the food pack and fifty in each of your saddlebags. If you're not here in seven days, I'll go to the farm to meet Gar." "I love you," said Karina, kissing him. She then mounted up and headed down the road with Helga riding beside her. ------- Chapter 4 Karina and Helga rode hard for two and a half days before they reached the Capitol. Karina wasted no time, but headed straight for the Academy of Wizardry. Once there, she and Helga were escorted to a waiting room. They waited fifteen minutes and, after the rush to get to the city, the delay chafed at Karina. Presently, the door opened to allow an old man with a long, gray beard into the room. "I apologize for the delay, but I am not able to move as fast as I once used to," he stated with a sincere smile. "My name is Asmosa. What may I do to help you?" "I'm Lady Karina of Dosser, the wife of Baron Tenan. I am looking for a student here, Nyrandurril." "Ah, yes, so they told me. Unfortunately, Mistress Nyrandurril is engaged in study at this moment. She will not be free for another hour or so. Please, make yourself comfortable here. I will send her here as soon as she is available. Food and drink will be sent up. Do you require anything else?" "I, uh, thought you just conjured up everything you needed," said Helga hesitantly. Asmosa laughed a deep, rich laugh in contrast to his thin frame. He waved his hand over the table and mumbled a phrase. A flagon materialized on the table. "The trouble with conjuring food and drink is that it never tastes as good as the real thing," he explained to Helga. "It fills and nourishes you, but always lacks something. A colleague of mine has put forth that it has to do with memory. I think it has to do with the subtly of spices. Compare this to the wine I will have sent up." Asmosa left and a servant soon appeared with the food and wine. Karina and Helga compared the wines and, true to Asmosa's word, the wine he had conjured was inferior in taste to the real thing. Karina and Helga relaxed in comfortable chairs as they waited. "This was easy," said Helga as she nibbled on some cheese. "Finding her was easy," agreed Karina, "but we still have to convince her to go through with the ritual if she did make love to Per. What worries me are the women who have greatly influenced Per. Who could they be?" Helga sat silently, mulling over the question. She suddenly sat up straight and gasped. "I know someone who has influenced him enough to be in the ritual," she said white-faced. "You won't like it." "Who?" asked Karina with trepidation. "Queen Shara." "That bitch! I'll see her in..." Karina's voice trailed off as the impact of what Helga had said hit her. There could be no doubt that the Queen's actions had influenced Per. Her death warrant had forced him to leave home and go adventuring. "That is going to be a problem," said Karina, reluctantly agreeing. "I have to admit that the sleazy whore has made Per do things and that would count as influence. How I'll ever convince her to make love to Per is beyond me. For right now, let's concentrate on finding the others." A soft rap on the door interrupted the two of them. "Come in," called out Karina. The door opened and a lithe female elf walked into the room. "Hello, Helga," said the elf, who then turned to Karina. "I'm Nyrandurril. You sent for me, milady?" "I'm Karina, Per's mother. I need to talk to you privately." A look of astonishment passed over Nyrandurril's face before the look was replaced by a smile. "I am honored to meet you. Per has been a true friend to me. Shall we go to your inn or do you have a place here in the city?" "We came straight here and have not been to see to an inn yet," said Karina. "Then both of you must stay at our house," said Nyrandurril. "Our house?" asked Helga. "Yes, I share a house with Melinar." "Melinar!" exclaimed Karina. "We needed to find her, too. We would be delighted to stay with you, but we do not have much time." "Then come," said Nyrandurril as she led them out of the Academy. Nyrandurril quickly led them through the streets to the house she shared with Melinar. They dropped the horses off at the nearby livery stable and walked up to the house. They were met at the front door by a young woman who was almost as stacked as Karina was. "Helga!" cried out the woman. "It's been a long time. How are you?" "I'm fine, Melinar. I would like you to meet Karina, Per's mother. She needs to talk to you and Nyrandurril." The same look of astonishment that had passed over Nyrandurril's face also reflected on Melinar's face. Melinar, after a couple of seconds, shook herself back to reality. "I'm sorry," apologized Melinar. "I never expected to see you." "You probably had a different image of me, I suppose," stated Karina with a smile. Melinar looked seriously at Karina and said, "Yes and no. Anyway, come inside. We can talk over dinner." "Melinar, I asked them to stay with us," said Nyrandurril. "If that is a problem, we can stay at an inn," replied Karina. "It's not, if you two don't mind sharing a bedroom," said Melinar. "Please, come in. You know you just missed seeing your son by two days." "What!?! He was here?" asked Karina, a little startled. "Yes, he took off after the kidnappers of Queen Shara," said Melinar. "Queen Shara was kidnapped?" exclaimed Karina, now in shock. "Hadn't you heard?" asked Melinar. "No, we pushed our horses to get here to find you. We've been on the road for over two days and didn't stop to talk with anyone. I was wondering why the gate guards were searching everything that left the city thoroughly," said Karina. "How did Per get involved?" "He saw the abduction take place and is now chasing after them," said Nyrandurril. "It appears that we both have stories to tell," said Melinar. "Why don't you get settled in and wash up. I'll show you to your room." The room was delightfully furnished, with a bed big enough for both Karina and Helga to sleep on. After the two of them washed up, they went downstairs to have dinner with Melinar and Nyrandurril. Melinar filled them in on what had transpired during the abduction and how Per had chased after the kidnappers two days ago. "What did you need to see us about?" asked Melinar after she had finished telling her story about Queen Shara's kidnapping. Karina bit her lip before saying, "Per's father, Gar, was given a vision by his god, Ahhspah. In about a year, Per may attain a rank similar to subchief in an ogre tribe. There is a ritual associated with achieving and keeping the rank. As Per's mother, I am responsible for making sure that the ritual is fulfilled." "And the ritual is... ?" asked Nyrandurril. "The ritual lasts seven days," explained Karina. "During that time, Per must mate with every female he has made love to or ones who have affected him greatly. On the seventh day, his warrior exploits will be proclaimed by Gar or Tenan. Then there is a festival where everyone drinks something called B'borak. I'm sorry, but I have to ask. Have either one of you two made love to my son?" Melinar and Nyrandurril looked at each other and Karina got her answer when they both blushed bright-red. "Please, don't be embarrassed," said Karina. "The ritual is extremely important." "Why is it so important?" asked Nyrandurril. "It's sounds to be just a simple ogre ceremony." "As I understand it, Per's soul is half-ogre and half-human," explained Karina. "He has to obey certain... um... rules of both races or he will die." "Die!" shouted a shocked Nyrandurril. "He can not die! He... I... I..." "Take it easy," said Melinar, calming Nyrandurril down. "Per is not going to die." "That's right," joined in Helga. "All we have to do is successfully complete the ritual. Will you two do it?" "Yes! Of course!" stated Nyrandurril firmly. She then looked questioningly at Melinar. "Will we not?" "Of course, we shall," said Melinar. "Why don't you go and see if dessert is ready?" After Nyrandurril had gone into the kitchen, Melinar leaned over and whispered, "She's in love with Per. It may be a little hard at first for her to accept other lovers besides myself, but once the initial shock is over, she should be fine. I'm under no illusion that Per has loved other women." "Can you two come to my farm near Dosser?" asked Karina. "Gar, Per's father, is meeting us there in five days. We are going to discuss more on the ritual and how to find any other women we need to find." "We can talk to Per's companions," said Melinar. "I found them yesterday. I had started searching for them when Per was here. They're staying at an inn in the south part of the city." Nyrandurril came in at that point carrying a tray. "Per's friends?" she asked Melinar. "Yes, and we do need to talk to them," answered Karina. "They should know all about Per's adventures. Can we see them tonight?" "No, there are still too many skittish patrols on the streets after dark," stated Melinar. "We'll see them in the morning. Nyran, Karina wants us to come to her farm near Dosser. She has to meet Per's father there in five days." "We'll have to leave tomorrow or early the next day then," said Nyrandurril. "Tomorrow, take Karina and Helga to see Per's friends. I'll contact Dareen and let her know what is happening. I'll also have to contact the Academy to let them know I'll be away." "Sounds good," said Melinar. She then turned with a mischievous smile to Karina. "I'm curious, Karina. Do you live on the farm and have Gar visit there from time to time?" "Melinar!" exclaimed Nyrandurril. "Well, she pried first," protested Melinar. Karina laughed and said, "No, I have two friends who run the farm for me. I live at the castle where all of you met." "Really? Why?" asked Melinar curiously. "Because my husband lives there." "Who is he?" asked Melinar. "Do we know him?" "Probably," said Karina, reeling in her fish. "He didn't live there when you were there, but since he is the current owner, you may know of him." Melinar's eyes grew wide and Nyrandurril burst out laughing. "B... Baron Tenan?" stammered Melinar. "You're married to Baron Tenan?" "Yes, I am," said Karina. She noticed that Helga had her head hung down ands seemed upset. "Are you alright, Helga?" "I'm fine," she said, looking up. "I guess I'm just tired. Will you please excuse me?" "Of course," said Nyrandurril and Melinar together. "Have a good night's sleep," said Karina as Helga headed up the stairs. "I'll be up shortly." "We'll just put the dishes in the sink and let's all get a good night's sleep," said Melinar. "I think the next five days will be very busy." The three women rinsed and stacked the dishes in the sink and then headed upstairs. They all stopped in the hallway by the door leading to the room where Karina and Helga were staying. The sound of crying was unmistakable. "Helga? Helga, are you okay?" asked Karina, rapping softly on the door. Getting no answer, Karina opened the door. "Helga?" Helga had thrown herself on the over-sized bed and was sobbing into a pillow. Karina, Melinar and Nyrandurril came into the room and walked over to the bed. Karina sat on the bed, pulled Helga up and held her close. Nyrandurril sat down beside Karina and began to rub Helga's back. Melinar went to the far side of the bed. "Shh, Helga, shh," cooed Karina. "It's okay." Helga's sobbing lessened. "What's wrong, dear?" asked Karina. "I'm sorry," sniffed Helga. "My emotions are all mixed up. I want you to know that I love you." With that said, Helga leaned forward and kissed Karina passionately on the mouth. Karina' mouth opened in startlement and Helga's tongue darted in. Karina felt a fire begin to build in her loins and her nipples hardened against the fabric of her blouse. Helga broke the kiss and touched Karina softly on the cheek. "Uh... We... that is..." stammered Melinar, her cheeks bright red. Helga turned to Nyrandurril and said, "Please, don't go. Karina is the first person who cared about me. Cedric used me as a reward for any man who did something for Cedric. I... I don't... I don't want to be alone tonight. Please?" Nyrandurril smiled softly, cupped Helga's face in her hands and then gave her a soul-searing kiss. Helga moaned and returned the kiss with equal fervor. Melinar and Karina looked at each other, smiled and shrugged their shoulders at the same time. Karina reached over and began to unlace Helga's riding dress. The bed shifted as Melinar slid across it and then Karina felt Melinar's hands caress over her breasts before beginning to unbutton her blouse. Karina completely undid Helga's dress. She then pulled it down off Helga's shoulders to her waist, trapping Helga's arms at her side and exposing her breasts. Helga and Nyrandurril did not break their lip-lock. Nyrandurril moved her hands off Helga's face and down to cup her up-thrust breasts, rubbing her thumbs lightly over Helga's stiff nipples. Karina felt her blouse peel apart and then felt Melinar's hands reach around to massage her massive melons. Karina's passion rose as Melinar tweaked her hard nubs and pressed her own large breasts against Karina's back. Karina looked over her shoulder and smiled at Melinar. She then pointed at Nyrandurril and nodded her head slightly. Melinar broke into a big smile and, with a final squeeze, let go of Karina's tits. Karina stood up to take off her blouse, pants, and boots. Melinar moved over behind Nyrandurril to begin unbuttoning the back of her dress. Helga had managed to slip her arms out of her dress and was caressing Nyrandurril's breasts through her dress. Karina, now naked, started undoing the buttons on the back of Melinar's dress. Nyrandurril stood up as soon as Melinar had unfastened the last button. She quickly stripped off her dress and shoes. Nyrandurril then gently pushed Helga back on the bed and pulled off her dress and boots. Karina finished with Melinar's dress and Melinar quickly stood up to pull it over her head. After kicking off her shoes, Melinar went around the bed and sat down on one side of Helga as Karina and Nyrandurril sat down on the other. "Please, I..." Helga started to say. "Shh," hushed Karina as she brought Helga's hand up to one of her breasts and then leaned down to kiss her. Helga moaned and tightened her grip slightly on Karina's breast, sending little electric jolts of pleasure through Karina's body. Karina's tongue darted in and dueled with Helga's tongue. The sweet taste of the wine that had earlier was still on Helga's lips. Melinar leaned in to lick and suckle at Helga's proud breasts, extracting another moan from her. Helga brought her free hand over to stroke and pull Melinar's head closer. As the other two women kissed and suckled Helga's upper body, Nyrandurril moved lower to stroke and caress Helga's stomach and legs. Her fingers ran lightly over Helga's golden muff. Nyrandurril then moved up onto the bed and spread Helga's legs wide apart. Helga's pussy glistened moistly and Nyrandurril wasted no time in diving right in. Helga gasped into Karina's mouth as Nyrandurril's tongue flicked across her clitoris. Her breathing became heavier as Karina moved lower so both she and Melinar suckled at each of Helga's breasts. Nyrandurril licked away at Helga's wet pussy with abandon. Melinar sat back from Helga and then moved the pillows away from Helga's head. Karina sat up as Melinar turned around and placed a knee on either side of Helga's head. Helga needed no encouragement, but mashed her face into Melinar's cunt, driving her tongue deep into the hot, wet tunnel. Karina went back to work on Helga's breasts. Although, they could not compare in size to Karina's titanic tits, Karina marveled at the firm, yet soft, feel of them. The last and only time she had made love to Helga, she had been so overcome by her enhanced lust that she could barely remember what had happened. Karina could feel Helga's body shake in passion and she knew it would be long. Melinar was moaning aloud as Helga furiously slurped at her pussy. The same wet sounds were being repeated from where Nyrandurril was licking at Helga's cunt. A low growl started at the base of Helga's throat and quickly rose to a muffled scream as her orgasm overtook her. Her body bounced and spasmed, forcing Melinar to move off of her head. Karina quickly gathered Helga up in her arms and held her tight until her orgasm subsided. "Gods!" panted Helga, her body sheened in sweat. "That was wonderful!" "Only starters," said Melinar as she moved closer to Karina. Her hands lightly rubbed over Karina's enormous breasts. Helga sat up and kissed Nyrandurril, tasting her own juices still shiny on Nyrandurril's mouth. Melinar and Karina met in a tight embrace. Their large breasts mashed against one another as their tongues dueled with each other. Karina felt a hand slide over her pubic hair and move down to peel apart her wet pussy lips. Breaking the kiss with Melinar, Karina turned her head to see that the hand belonged to Helga, who smiled up at her. "Lean forward," whispered Helga. Melinar moved to the side as Karina went down onto her hands and knees. Helga moved her hand around from the front and began caressing Karina's clit. Karina sighed deeply as Helga found her button and lightly rubbed it. Another hand joined Helga's and Karina knew it belonged to Nyrandurril as a one of the slim fingers slipped into her slick hole. Melinar had lain down on her stomach to the side of Karina. She reached out with both hands to tweak and pinch Karina's hard nipples. The jolts of pleasure that produced caused Karina's body to jerk slightly. "Are they as sensitive as mine?" asked Melinar, gently squeezing a tit in each hand. "I've never met anyone who was a large as I am, but yours..." "Slid under and find out," panted Karina. Melinar flashed Karina a seductive smile and flopped over onto her back. She then scooted around and up between Karina's arms until her face was buried in the twin mounds. Grasping one breast, Melinar brought the tip over to her mouth and gently bit the hard nub before sucking hard on it. With it sealed around her lips by the vacuum, Melinar began flicking her tongue back and forth over the stiff tip. Not to be outdone, Karina gritted her teeth against the sensations Melinar was producing and reached up with one hand to pinch one of Melinar's nipples. Melinar's body shook as the unanticipated tweak. Karina then leaned down and licked at the nipple she had just pinched. All too soon however, Karina had to bring her head back up to gasp for air. Nyrandurril's fingers sliding in and out of her cunt and Helga's rubbing of Karina's clitoris was quickly building the sexual tension in Karina's body. Karina juices were rolling down her thighs as she panted in anticipation. Helga stopped massaging Karina's clit and Karina moaned in frustration. She felt Helga move up and kiss her on the cheek. "Karina, I want to try something," said Helga softly. "I want to see if Ahhspah spoke the truth, but I want your permission." "Who's Ahhspah?" asked Nyrandurril. "The... ogre god... of fertility," panted Karina. "To be... with Gar,... he said... he had... to... to change me. I... I can handle... a very large... penis in... my ass and pussy." "How large?" asked Melinar, scooting out from underneath Karina. "Four feet long and five inches thick!" growled Karina in sexual frustration. Melinar and Nyrandurril both started at her in disbelief. Helga brushed some of Karina's sweat-soaked hair off her forehead. She then gently kissed Karina again. "Will you let me try?" she asked Karina. "Yessssss!" hissed Karina as she went down onto her elbows and spread her legs even further apart. Karina felt Helga move behind her and moaned as she felt Helga pump a couple of fingers in and out of her pussy. Melinar moved around behind Karina to watch as Karina pulled a pillow over and buried her face in it. Karina's passion burned brightly as she felt her pussy stretch wide open as Helga slid more finger inside. She felt someone else get off the bed, but did not care as long as the sensations in her pussy did not stop. She felt her cunt stretch open wider and wider as something large and long fucked in and out of her cunt. It felt wonderful. A warm, slippery liquid dripped onto Karina's ass. Finger started smearing it over her asscheeks and asshole. Karina moaned in delight as a finger wormed its way into her ass coating it with the slick liquid. A groan of disappointment came from Karina as the finger popped out of her ass, but was replaced with a sigh of satisfaction as the tip of a hard object was placed at the entrance to her rectum. "YESSSSSSSS!!!!" growled Karina with passion as the object stretched her ass apart and slid up into her bowels. Karina raised herself up slightly and looked down between her legs. Her eyes widened as she saw that Helga was fucking her with her arm all the way up to the elbow. Karina then looked over her shoulder to see that Nyrandurril had shoved one third of a large dildo up her ass and was pumping it in and out of her asshole. Melinar was placing a bottle on a table before climbing back onto the bed. "I wouldn't have believed it," whispered Melinar in shock as she watched half of Helga's arm disappear into Karina's cunt. "All of it!" panted Karina to Nyrandurril. "I want all of it in me!" "Are you sure?" asked Nyrandurril. "Please!" grunted Karina, her sweaty body shaking in excitement. Karina's back arched upward as Nyrandurril shoved more and more of the large dildo into her butt. Her asshole stretched wider and wider as the large base of the thing ground closer to her asshole entrance. Karina was in heaven. Her pussy and ass were filled like they had never been filled before. Melinar flipped onto her back again and wiggled her way under Karina. Karina spasmed and squirmed as Melinar's tongue found her engorged clit and began lapping at it without getting in the way of Helga's arm. Karina's body dripped sweat and shook uncontrollably. Nyrandurril was fucking the entire length of the long dildo in and out of her ass as Helga's arm pumped in and out of Karina's cunt from the fingertips to the elbow. Melinar's tongue-lashing of her clitoris sent jolt after jolt of sexual electricity throughout Karina's body. Karina's passion blasted off and exploded. She arched backwards and her hands clawed and gripped the sheets of the bed as a humongous orgasm overtook Karina. Karina screamed in the throes of her passion as a mighty second and then third orgasm hit her. Her pussy pumped out its juices past Helga's arm and rolled down her thighs. Nyrandurril pulled the dildo out of Karina's ass and Helga's arms slurped out of Karina's pussy as Karina, shaking all over, rolled off Melinar. Helga crawled up on the bed next to the collapsed Karina and looked down worriedly at her. Karina's thighs trembled as she gently reached up and touched Helga's face. "That was wonderful," said Karina. "I guess what Ahhspah said is true." She then looked up at Nyrandurril. "How big is that thing?" Nyrandurril held up the penis-shaped dildo, which was at least thirteen inches long and two and a half inches in diameter. The dimensions did not include the handle. "You took all of it," said Nyrandurril. "It took me months to accommodate all of it inside me." "Why on earth would you want all that inside you?" asked Helga incredulously. Melinar and Nyrandurril both smiled at each other. "It's personal," replied Nyrandurril. Karina had regained her breath and sat up on the bed. She touched Helga's shoulder and said, "Well, I think it is time we repaid our hostesses' hospitality." Karina spread Melinar's legs apart and dove right in to her pussy. Helga was only a second behind her on doing the same to Nyrandurril. Soon, both Nyrandurril and Melinar were moaning and gasping in delight as the other two women licked and lapped at their pussies. The night wore on and everyone lost track of who did what to whom. Karina fucked Nyrandurril's ass with the large dildo as Melinar and Helga locked in a '69' embrace. Nyrandurril then orally made Helga cum again as Melinar did the same to Nyrandurril. Karina contented herself by sucking and playing with Melinar's large breasts. They all orgasmed several more times before drifting off to sleep. Karina awoke the next morning early to find Helga snuggled up next to her. Melinar and Nyrandurril had left sometime during the night to go to their own bedrooms. Karina smiled down at Helga's sleeping face and gently stroked her hair, eliciting a sleepy grunt from Helga. There was a soft rap at the door and it opened slowly. Melinar looked in, saw that Karina was awake and motioned for her to come with her. Karina eased out of the bed without waking Helga, threw a blanket around her body and went out into the hallway. "Good morning," whispered Melinar. "Breakfast will be ready shortly. Nyrandurril has already left to go do her chores. There has been a bath drawn for you in that room over there. Do you want to let Helga sleep?" "No, she deserves to come with us," Karina whispered back. "Then I'll meet you downstairs," replied Melinar, who turned and then stopped. "Cedric really was a bastard." Karina returned to her room and sat on the bed and she began rubbing Helga's back. Helga stretched, yawned and opened her eyes. She then sat up quickly and looked around as if unsure of her surroundings. Her mind finally registered where she was and she relaxed. "Come on, dear," said Karina. "It's bath, breakfast and then we have to go and see Per's friends." Helga and Karina quickly bathed and dressed. They went downstairs and Melinar introduced them to Tori, the housekeeper. After a quick breakfast of bread, cheese and milk, they followed Melinar to the stables where their horses were waiting for them. "As near as I can find out, there are five people waiting for Per at Gord's Grotto Inn," said Melinar as they headed towards the south part of the city. "Per thought that they may have been diverted here to locate him. That means that they are probably being watched. Be careful what you say to them." They rode on to the Grotto Inn. It was a moderate tavern in a middle class part of the city. The three women dismounted, tied their horses to a nearby rail and went inside. "Good morning," greeted a small girl, who had been sweeping the floor. "May I help you?" "Yes, you can," said Melinar. "We are looking for a group of five people who are staying here. Would you tell them that we would like to have a word with them?" "Yes, miss," replied the girl with a curtsy. She leaned her broom against a table and went through a side door. A minute later, she opened the door and beckoned for them to come in. They entered a small private dining room and the girl went out, closing the door behind her. Four people were in the room, three young women and a man. The man was dressed in good clothing, but what caught Karina's eye were the bandages and splints he had on his right leg. "I say, ghastly, isn't it?" he said as he followed he gaze to his leg. "Please forgive me for not rising, but circumstances beyond my control have impaired my ability to show my good breeding. What may we do for you ladies?" Karina stepped forward and said, "I'm looking for the friends of my son. I was told you have been traveling with him." "I'm sorry, my dear lady, but only one other member of our group is not here and he went to the Academy of Wizardry to do some study," replied the man. "There is none of our group who is missing." "Not even a half-ogre named Per, Karlto?" asked Melinar. One girl's eyes snapped up at Melinar before she looked away. The others made no move whatsoever at Per's name, but Karina caught the glance and knew these were the people she was looking for. "You have my name correct, but I do not know any ogres or anyone named Per," stated Karlto. "I'm afraid you have the wrong people." "Per told me..." Melinar started to say, but stopped when Helga touched her arm. Melinar looked at Helga, who nodded towards an open window. Karina looked over at the window, but did not see anything. She was about to speak when she saw a shadow by the window move. "Per wrote to me," said Melinar in a slightly louder voice. "He described you and told me to look out for you. Lady Karina, here, has been trying to find him and came to me. His last letter to me was from Tectin and he said he would be delayed there for awhile. You are Karlto, Octavia, Cendri and Gedda. Your missing wizard is pawl. You were all separated when you ran into a large number of bugbears. I'm Melinar. This is Helga and Lady Karina, Per's mother." "Right-o," conceded Karlto. "you'll have to excuse our suspiciousness. We had been told that Per was here looking for us. When we arrived... no Per. We're dead certain that this is a trap." "Per stated that in his letter," said Melinar. "That's why he's not coming here, but staying in Tectin. I would like to invite all of you to my establishment. The food there is excellent." "I say, I'd be delighted to attend such a charming get-together, but I'm afraid my leg prevents me from riding," replied Karlto. "I can send a carriage for you in a half-an-hour," countered Melinar. "How can I refuse then?" laughed Karlto. "May I accompany you?" asked Octavia. "All this waiting around is chafing at me and I need to get away from Karlto's mouth, even if it's only for a short time." "I'm crushed, of course," sighed Karlto. Melinar looked at Karina, who nodded affirmatively. Karina glanced at Octavia and saw a no-nonsense woman who knew how to use the longsword and dagger strapped to her side. Octavia was dressed in a dark-green hunting outfit and her figure was on a par with Melinar. Octavia was also examining Karina before she turned and went out through the back door. "The carriage will be here in half-an-hour," Melinar retold the others before she, Helga and Karina walked out. "Are you really Per's mother?" asked Octavia as they rode towards Melinar's establishment. "Yes." "What's his father's name?" "His father is Gar. His stepfather is Tenan," replied Karina. "Why did he leave home?" "Queen Shara tried to have him killed for interfering with her plans and causing the downfall of her nephew, Cedric." "What's Per's real name?" "I won't tell you that anymore than I would tell you my real name or Gar's real name," snapped Karina. "Now, is the interrogation finished or do we have to arm wrestle?" Octavia laughed. "No, no more questions. I believe you are who you say you are. That person by the window at the inn has made me overly cautious. Don't worry about the arm wrestling, I won't hold you to it." "And what is that supposed to mean?" asked Karina. "It means it wouldn't be a fair contest, you against me. You haven't trained as I have." "Oh, really?" commented Karina, irritated at the superior attitude that Octavia displayed. "I have a gold sauer that says I can beat you." "Don't be silly," said Octavia. "Silly? Are you afraid?" "I'd say it'd be even money," commented Melinar to no one in particular. "You're on," said Octavia to Karina. Melinar led them to her brownstone establishment. They turned their horses over to a couple of grooms and Melinar gave the grooms instructions on taking a carriage to go pick up the others. They all then went inside to go to the office. "What kind of place is this?" asked Helga, looking around at the exquisite furnishings. "Take your pick," replied Melinar. "Gentleman's club, brothel, house of ill repute..." Three people were in the large, spacious office when they walked in. Nyrandurril was there and she introduced them to Dareen, the establishment's manager, and Vail, the bouncer. "Dareen, we have three more people coming. Would you send up some wine, ale and food?" "Of course," said Dareen, who left the room. "We have some time, so if you two want to get your contest over with, get to it," said Melinar to Octavia and Karina. "What contest?" asked Nyrandurril. "They both challenge each other to an arm wrestling contest," explained Melinar. Nyrandurril looked critically between Karina and Octavia. "Even money," she finally said to Melinar, which startled Octavia. "Let's get this over with," growled Octavia. Karina sat down at a corner of the big conference table and hiked up her sleeve. Octavia rolled up her sleeves and took off a pair of bracers, which had been hidden underneath. She then sat down opposite Karina and their hands interlocked with their elbow on the table. "Call it," said Octavia, staring into Karina's eyes. Vail walked over and grasped their interlocked hands in his. "I'll say 'Ready... One... Two... Three... Go' and release your hands," he told them. "Ready... One... Two... Three... Go!" Karina felt the initial surge from Octavia's arm and countered it with a surge of her own. Octavia's eyes widened in surprise and then narrowed in concentration as the two women's arms strained against one another. They were still at it when Karlto, Cendri and Gedda came into the office. "What the... ?" asked Karlto, balanced on crutches when he caught sight of them. "Excuse me, ladies, but we have business to discuss," said Melinar to Karina and Octavia. When they did not stop, Vail walked over to them and gripped their hands in his again. "It's a draw," he said, forcing them to stop. Both Karina and Octavia exhaled deeply and relaxed their grip. Vail released their hands as they pulled apart. "I worked on a farm most of my life," said Karina, shaking her hand to get some feeling back into it. She then reached into her purse and pulled out a sauer. "This is yours." Octavia smiled, wriggling her fingers. "The bet was that one of us would win. Why don't we pay these two who said it was even money?" "Sounds fair," laughed Karina. She stood up and walked over to Nyrandurril. "Your winnings," said Karina, handing over the coin. Nyrandurril curtsied as Octavia pulled out a coin and flipped it to Melinar, who snatched it out of the air and then bowed to Octavia. Dareen had already returned with the food and drink. When everyone had finished serving themselves, Karina stood up. "According to Melinar and Nyrandurril, Per was here three days ago looking for you," she said. "He left to go chase after the kidnappers of Queen Shara, since he witnessed the event and felt he would be blamed for it if he stayed." Octavia jumped up. "We have to go after him, then." "I feel the same way," said Karina, holding up a hand, "but I can't. We don't know where he has gone and we could lead any assassins right to him. Octavia, remember the shadow by the window?" "You don't have to worry about him," replied Gedda. "I rapped him on the back of the head and he's sleeping it off in the alley. The drunks should have rolled him by now." "There will be others," said Karina, who then took in a deep breath. "Right now, I need your help more." "Our help?" questioned Cendri. "What can we do to help you?" "Per's father, Gar, was sent a vision by the ogre god of fertility. In about a year, Per may be elevated to the ogre rank of neccar, a subchief or something like it. There is an ogre ritual that goes with the assumption of that rank. I, as his mother, am responsible for making sure the ritual is fulfilled. Completing the ritual is important because if it is not, then Per could die." "I say, we'll do anything for Per," said Karlto from a lounge chair where he could rest his leg. "At least, we know he'll be alive in a year." "Not necessarily. Only dead ogres fail. I imagine that Per is on his own quest and, if he succeeds he will attain the rank. If not..." and Karina left it hanging. "Please do not accept until after you have heard the requirements. I have to preside over the ritual, which is a great honor. The ritual lasts seven days during which time Per must make love to every female who has had sex with him or has influenced him greatly. On the seventh day, Gar or Tenan will recount all of Per's battles and slain enemies at a gathering. Everyone is welcomed at the gathering. After the recount is done, there's a party." Octavia, Karlto, Cendri and Gedda all stared at Karina as if she had two heads. Karlto polished off his drink and opened his mouth to speak. "NOT one word!" hissed Octavia, sticking a finger at his face. "Not a word! Unless you want your other leg broken." She turned to Karina. "Karlto has a bad habit of making inappropriate remarks. Could we talk this over in private?" "Yes, of course," said Karina and everyone, but the four companions left the room. Helga was the last one out of the office. She stopped at the door and then went back inside, closing the door behind her. Karina, Nyrandurril and Melinar all stared at each other at this turn of events. "Well, this could take some time," stated Dareen. "Since I'm not involved, I'd best be about my duties. Karina, good luck and let me know when and where the gathering is. I'll be there." "I'd better go and pack," said Vail. "What?" asked Melinar, a little startled at his statement. "I said I'd better go pack," repeated Vail. ""Nyran told me you are going to Karina's farm. I'm coming along." "No, you're not," said Melinar flatly. "Yes, I am," retorted Vail. "No, you're not!" said Melinar, her voice rising. "Yes, I am," countered Vail hotly. Everyone turned to look at the door as it clicked open and Helga came out, shutting the door again. "I think this is something you and I need to discuss in private," hissed Melinar between clenched teeth as she grabbed Vail's arm and pulled his towards a back staircase. "It is funny," laughed Nyrandurril as the two of them disappeared. "They care for each other, but do not know it yet." "What happened in there?" Karina asked Helga. "I thought they may need more information," replied Helga. "So I told them of Ahhspah's alternative choice for you, of Dorthea's, Melinar's, and Nyrandurril's decision to participate in the ritual." "I guess all we can do now is wait," said Karina. They had only waited a few minutes before Dareen returned to check on them. "You know, when I was passing by Melinar's room, I heard all sorts of noises. Bed creaking, moans, sighs, and even a couple of... 'Faster! Faster!'... coming from within there. I don't think Vail will be going with you to the farm," she said. "Dareen, do you always listen at keyholes," asked Nyrandurril. "Always," said Dareen with finality. "I have no morals. I thought you knew that." It was only a couple of minutes after that the office opened and Gedda motioned for them to come in. "I made love to your son," said Octavia after everyone had settle in. "I am willing to go through with the ritual. Cendri and Gedda also had sex with him, but were under the influence of a ghost." "A ghost!" exclaimed Helga. "Yes," replied Gedda. "We're not sure if the ritual applies to us or to the ghost. We are also willing to participate in the ritual, if necessary. What else do you need to know?" "The only one who would know the answer about you and the ghost would be Gar," stated Karina. "I have to meet with him in four days at my farm. I need to know about Per's battles and his slain enemies for his father to recount at the end of the ritual. Helga and I have to leave tomorrow morning at the latest to make it back to the farm in time." "Well, chaps, I can't travel anywhere for awhile," said Karlto. "I say, will Per die if the ritual is not performed?" "My understanding is that Per's soul id half-human and half-ogre," Karina told them. "If the ritual is incomplete or not done at all, then his ogre part of the soul will be torn from his body. Even if that does not kill him, Per will never be the same if he loses it." "I'm going with Karina," said Cendri. "I owe it to Per." "I'm coming along, too," stated Gedda. "Karlto?" asked Octavia. "I can't and Pawl won't. You know how he is now that he is starting in on his magical research. Pawl and I will stay here and compose the lists of Per's sexual conquests and battles he has fought." "I'll be going with you then, Karina, if you'll have me," said Octavia. "I'd be honored. I may be able to match your strength, but I don't have your skills," said Karina. "I say, let's see what information we can come up with right now," said Karlto. For the rest of the day, Per's four companions disclosed their adventures with him, while Helga and Dareen took notes. Melinar joined everyone in the office about an hour after they had started. Her face was flushed, her hair mussed and her clothing was askew, but no one commented on it. Karina was thrilled and scared as she heard about what her son had been up to since he had been forced to leave home. She learned of Per's other companions, Alana and Jagar. She listened about the rescue of the Burgassi women, Morning Mist and Golden Sunlight. Octavia related the rescue of Per from the four priestesses of Aphrodite. Karina just shook her head as Gedda told her how Per was duped by Nesbra, the smuggler, and still came out on top. The two women that gave Karina the most concern was Iona and the ghost. It did not appear that Iona had slept with Per and the ghost presented a completely different set of problems. Karina had to trust that Gar would know the answers. "That's about it," said Octavia, as they finished up. "We don't know what happened to Per after we were all separated." Melinar coughed delicately and said, "He fell in with two fire giantesses named Electana and Diti. I never got the complete story from him, but I think we'll have to find those two. It's getting late. Why don't we all meet at the inn at sunrise to go to Karina's farm?" "I'm sorry, love, but sunrise is such a ghastly time to be up and chipper," said Karlto, with a wave of his hand. "Forgive me if I don't make an appearance." "Nothing we would miss anyway," said Nyrandurril in a stage whisper. "Augh!" cried Karlto, thumping his chest with his fist. "Right through the heart!" "What heart?" asked Cendri. "I like this girl," stated Octavia, touching Nyrandurril's arm. "Here I lay disabled surrounded by enemies on all sides," lamented Karlto. "My carriage will take you back to the inn before we pick on you some more," said Melinar. "Dareen, if you don't mind, will you go and see Karlto and Pawl tomorrow about helping them." "I don't mind," said Dareen. "Delighted," said Karlto, with a smile as he looked at the tall statuesque blond. Melinar's face grew deadly serious. "No, Karlto, don't try it. Don't even think it." Karlto opened his mouth to speak, but was halted by the warning he saw in Melinar's eyes. "Yes, of course, best behavior," he said. "Just a warning, ' said Melinar. "Otherwise, we would find your emasculated body floating in the river when we returned," added Nyrandurril. "Would you do that?" Gedda asked Dareen. "Without a flicker of remorse," answered Dareen, in a voice that froze everyone's blood and sent a shiver up their spine. Karlto placed his hand on his heart and raised his right one to make a solemn oath. He, Octavia, Gedda and Cendri then left. Dareen bade everyone a good night and went about her duties. Karina and the last three women went back to the house. Once there, Melinar and Nyrandurril said goodnight and went to their respective bedrooms. Karina and Helga went up to theirs. "We really didn't get a chance to talk today," said Karina as she closed the door. "I know what you are going to say," said Helga, downcast. "My affection for you is inappropriate. I'm just a servant. You're married. I need to find myself a... ugh... good man." "Not in the least," argued Karina. "The master-servant bit is crap and you know it. What I wanted to say is that I care very much for you, but I also care for Tenan. My life has one goal now and it's going to become complicated. I don't want to hurt you or mislead you. I wanted you to know that I do care for you." Karina walked over to Helga, lifted her chin, and kissed her full on the mouth. Helga put her hands on Karina's waist, opened her lips and darted her tongue into Karina's open mouth. Karina returned the favor, but broke the kiss when something wet rolled down Helga's cheek onto her own. "I seem to be crying all the time," said Helga smiling. "It's just that someone just told me that they care for me. It won't last, but I'll be happy for awhile." "You'll find someone and it doesn't have to be a man," said Karina, caressing Helga's face. Helga responded by sliding her hands up Karina's tight bodice and began caressing Karina's large breasts through the fabric. Karina felt her nipples harden and kissed Helga again before turning her around to begin unlacing her dress. As Helga's dress fell to the floor, Karina nuzzled her neck and reach around with one hand to grasp Helga's breasts. Her other hand dipped down to Helga's brown muff. Helga gasped as Karina's fingers found her moist slit and rubbed gently across her clitoris. Karina rolled one of Helga's nipples between her thumb and forefinger until it hardened into a pencil-eraser size nub. With another gasp, Helga broke away and went behind Karina to undo her dress. Their rolls reversed as Karina's dress crumpled to the floor, although Helga was not tall enough to nuzzle Karina's neck. Helga rubbed a palm over Karina's large tits and reached down for Karina's pussy. Karina moaned and spread her legs slightly apart as Helga's finger slipped into Karina's cunt. Her breathing became heavier as Helga's fingers pumped in and out of her cunt. Karina, feeling her passion rise, disengaged from Helga, turned around and guided Helga over to the bed. Helga climbed on the bed and moved over to the far side so Karina could climb into the bed also. Karina pushed Helga on her back and leaned down to suck on one of her up-thrust breasts. Karina's hand traveled over Helga's stomach and a finger slipped into her wet, hot pussy with ease. Helga moaned and writhed as Karina worked on her breast and pussy. She gasped as her nipple popped out of Karina's mouth and Karina began licking her way lower. Karina moved over between Helga's legs and dipped her head down. "Ahaaa!" moaned Helga as sensations she had long suppressed flooded back into her body. Karina tasted Helga's juices. Her tongue flicked over Helga's clit and plunged deep between the folds of her pussy. Helga's hands entwined in Karina's blond hair and she writhed at Karina's tongue lashing. She panted as her sexual tension blossomed and she held Karina's head tightly to her pussy. Karina, sensing Helga's need, licked even faster. "Ohhh! I'm... I'm... cummmmmming!!!!!!!" panted out Helga as her orgasm overtook her. Helga's back arched off the bed and her body shook in her throes. It took over a minute for Helga to regain her breath and unclench her fingers from Karina's hair. Karina, her mouth shiny with Helga's juices, moved up beside Helga and held her close. "Thank you," murmured Helga. "It was my pleasure," said Karina, kissing Helga's forehead. "No," said Helga after a moment's reflection. "It was mine. Now, it is your turn," and she kissed Karina, tasting herself on Karina's mouth before moving down to Karina's huge breasts. "Did Ahhspah give you these?" asked Helga, licking lightly over Karina's hard nipples. "No, I grew them naturally," breathed Karina at Helga's ministrations. "I wondered what it would be like to have larger breasts." Karina reached underneath Helga and cupped one of Helga's own globes. "You're fine in that department," commented Karina. Helga smiled and started working her way lower. Karina snagged one of Helga's legs and made her swing around so that she was lying on top of Karina. Karina stiffened as she felt two of Helga's fingers penetrate her cunt and Helga's tongue lick across her clit. Karina wasted no time, but immediately began licking at Helga's pussy. Sighs and moans soon filled the air as both women licked at each other pussies. A heady musk wafted to their noses as their juices flowed. As her climax built, Karina reached around and grasped Helga's ass tightly. Her body shook more and more as her tension electrified her. Karina's body was wound up so tight that she could not concentrate on Helga's pussy. Her head lolled back as she gasped for breath. Karina's body shook uncontrollably on top of the bed as her orgasm shattered inside her. Karina could feel her juices gush out of her cunt and flow down her ass. Helga lapped away at Karina's overflowing cunt. Helga then rolled off Karina and held her tight as Karina continued to gasp for air. "How far up?" asked Karina when she finally regained her breath. "Two fingers," said Helga with a smile. "Only two?" exclaimed Karina surprised. "I'm wasted." "Then sleep," whispered Helga, cradling Karina's head to her breast. "We have a long way to go tomorrow." ------- Chapter 5 It was a strange sight to the farmers and their helpers who worked or lived near the main road. Seven women, some in armor and the others in riding clothes, had galloped by them in a hurry. The came quickly into view and just as quickly vanished, leaving behind only a large dust cloud to mark their passage. Karina was in a hurry. Days ago, she and her maid, Helga, had traveled to the Capitol to begin their search for the women who had been a part of her son's life. The ogre god of fertility, Ahhspah, had revealed that her son, Per, would obtain the rank of neccar or subchief. The ritual that preceded the assumption of that rank required Per to make love to every woman he had sex with and with the ones that had influenced him greatly. As his mother, Karina was responsible to make sure the week-long ritual was completed in its entirety. Ahhspah also told her that the ritual was essential to Per's existence and must take place in about a year. Karina had found Melinar and Nyrandurril, Per's friends from when they had all served under the infamous Baron Cedric. She also found Per's adventuring companions, Karlto, Octavia, Pawl, Cendri and Gedda. Karlto had a badly broken leg and Pawl was doing magical research so they stayed at the Capitol, while the other three joined up with Melinar and Nyrandurril to accompany Karina to farm she owned to meet Gar, Per's father. They were cutting it close to make it to the meeting time with him. All seven women knew of the ritual. Karina had explained to the others what the ritual was and the necessity for it. The other women even knew that Ahhspah had given Karina an alternative to the ritual. He would forego it if Karina became his mistress for a year. Karina chose the ritual, but thought of the other as a back-up plan. The only thing she had not told anyone, except Helga and Dorthea, was that she would have to make love to her son as part of the ritual. Karina led them straight to the town of Dosser where her husband's, the Baron Tenan, castle was. She learned there that Tenan had already left to go to the farm. After a quick meal, she and the other women rode off towards the farm. It was early evening by the time they rode through the front gate. Karina sighed happily as she saw Tenan, Rolph, Dagmar and Dorthea standing on the front porch waiting for them. "Welcome home, dear," said Tenan, helping Karina down off her horse. "I see you've brought a bevy of beauties with you. Hello, Melinar. How are you Nyrandurril?" "I'm well, milord," replied Nyrandurril. Tenan grimaced. "Please call me Tenan. This situation is going to be strange enough without my title getting in the way. Go on inside. We'll take care of the horses." "Make yourself at home," said Dorthea as the women went inside and the men took the horses to the barn. "Have you had dinner yet, Karina?" "Just a quick bite in the saddle. I wanted to make sure we didn't miss Gar." "I'll fix up something, while you figure out sleeping arrangements," said Dorthea, heading towards the kitchen. "I'll give you a hand," offered Helga, following after Dorthea. Karina looked over at Octavia, Cendri and Gedda, and said, "I can put Helga in with Dorthea. Tenan can sleep in the bunkhouse, which will allow one of you to double up with me. The other two can sleep in the second bedroom. Melinar and Nyrandurril can take the last one." "Why don't you and your husband keep your bedroom?" asked Octavia. "I can bunk down anywhere." "You're my guest," said Karina. "I won't have you sleeping on the floor." Just then the front door opened. "I've got it figured out," said Tenan, coming in with a certain smugness. "I'm having Rolph and Dagmar move into the house. The ladies can then sleep in the bunkhouse, which has room for all of them." Rolph and Dagmar then appeared right behind Tenan, both clutching an armload of clothes. "Oh, they will, will they?" asked Karina with an angry stare. "I was planning on moving you to the bunkhouse so the 'ladies' could have the house." "Um... Ah... Of course, dear. Your plan is much better than mine." "Smooth," Rolph told Dagmar in a theatrical whisper. "Quick, too," replied Dagmar. "Did ya notice how he perceived the danger signs almost immediately? Must be the ranger in him." "You two have something to say?" asked Karina, leveling her stare at them. "Yes'm," said Dagmar quickly. "We'll just be getting back to the bunkhouse. Coming, milord?" "I believe I'd better," stated Tenan with a smile. "Who's riding the bay?" "I am," replied Cendri. "One of his front shoes is coming off. We need to reshoe him before you ride him again. Gar should be here tomorrow. Have a goodnight all," and he followed Rolph and Dagmar out the door. "We didn't mean to cause problems," said Octavia to Karina. "It's no problem," laughed Karina. "The only reason we fight is to make up." Everyone broke out laughing. "I think the three of us can sleep together," said Octavia, indicating Cendri and Gedda. "That'll give you and the Baron a chance to make up. Just don't keep us up with the noise." "If you wish. I'll have one of the men set up a pallet for you in the room," said Karina. "I'll take care of that," said Dorthea. "Go find your husband and tell him of the new arrangements." Karina went out to the bunkhouse. The three men were sitting at the table when she walked in. "Tenan, I'm sorry," apologized Karina. "It was a long, hard ride and I'm exhausted. Will you forgive me, dear?" "You're not entirely to blame," said Tenan, taking her into his arms. "I'm so used to giving orders that I tend to ride roughshod over everyone. I'm sorry." "Well, you're forgiven since you've accepted full blame for everything," said Karina, straight-faced. Rolph and Dagmar both snorted, trying hard to suppress their laughter. "If you two laughing hyenas aren't doing anything, Dorthea's going to set up an extra bed in the large guestroom," Karina told them. "Why don't you go give her a hand? You had better hurry or you'll miss dinner." Rolph and Dagmar both laughed. "Yes, ma'am," they said in unison as they left the bunkhouse. "Shall we head up to the house also?" asked Tenan. "In a second," murmured Karina, pulling his head down to kiss him soundly on the lips. Tenan returned the kiss and pulled Karina close in a tight embrace. Her breasts mashed up against his chest as their mouth's opened and their tongues dueled back and forth. Karina finally broke the kiss and backed away with both of them breathless. "Later," huffed Karina. "Definitely," replied Tenan with a sly smile. They let the bunkhouse hand in hand and walked back to the house. The living room was empty, but the table had been laid out with dishes. The door to the kitchen swung open and Dorthea, Helga and Gedda came out bearing steaming platters. "Have you two made up yet?" asked Gedda. "We're working on it," replied Tenan. "I'll go upstairs and call everyone down." As everyone else came down, the table was covered with platters of hot ham slices, bowls of vegetables and loaves of bread. After a quick prayer to the Gods, everyone dug in. "Wonderful meal," commented Cendri to Dorthea as they finished up dinner. "Thank you. Gedda, please sit down," said Dorthea as Gedda made to rise with dirty dishes in her hands. "Rolph and Dagmar can help me with those. You probably need to talk about the ritual. We can catch up later." "Hold on, Dorthea," said Karina. "Each and every one of us is involved with the ritual in some aspect. Gar will be here tomorrow. We all have to know what is going on so that there are no surprises." She laughed lightly. "Gar is not one you want to surprise." Karina started at the beginning of haw she was captured by goblins and rescued by Gar, which led to Per's conception. Tenan, Melinar and Nyrandurril filled in the facts about Per and the ex-Baron Cedric. Octavia, Gedda and Cendri finished off with tales of Per's exploits since her had been forced to leave home. Tenan added notes to the parchment that Dareen had written when the women had been in the Capitol. "Okay," he said, finishing up writing. "I have most of his adventures listed, except for what happened after the group was separated at the gorge. I have the sketchy details of what he told Melinar about the fire giantesses. The ladies who must take part in the ritual are; Melinar, Nyrandurril, Oraag, Morning Mist, Golden Sunlight, the four priestesses of Aphrodite in Tectin, Nesbra, Queen Shara and Octavia. The women we are unsure of are; Gedda, Cendri, the ghost, Alana, Iona, Electana and Diti. Am I missing anyone?" "Well, Karina, your son sure... ugh!" grunted Dagmar as Rolph slapped him on the back. "I think you have almost everyone," said Rolph rising from his seat and pulling Dagmar up with him. "We'll take care of the dishes. Please, stay here, Dorthea," he added when she made to stand up. The two men then disappeared into the kitchen with the dirty dishes. "I didn't think he knew," murmured Dorthea under her breath. She then turned to Tenan. "Add my name to the 'must' list. Per came to my farm just after he left here. My husband had disappeared and things were going pretty badly for me. I tried to use sex to entice him to stay. Three assassins showed up and tried to kill him. Per sent me here instead of putting me in more danger." Nyrandurril stood up abruptly, her eyes blazing and her face red. "Excuse me," she said, before storming out of the house. "Oh, dear," sighed Melinar and started to rise. "I'll check on her," said Karina and went out after Nyrandurril. She found the crying half-elf girl in the front yard leaning against a large oak tree. "What's wrong?" asked Karina softly. "There has... (sob)... there has been soooooo many!" wailed Nyrandurril. "First, that parade of names and then when Dorthea added her name... I could not stand it. Why can he not keep it in his pants?" Karina thought over the question for a moment or two before saying, "Nyrandurril, it may be that he has no control over it." "What?" "I said he may have no control over it. Do you remember that I had been magically altered by Ahhspah?" Nyrandurril nodded her head affirmatively. "Good. Per is part of that magic. Since Ahhspah is the ogre god of fertility, the ogre part of Per's soul may have been designed by Ahhspah. Remember, Ahhspah is the one who has decreed that the ritual take place." "In other words, if I marry Per, I can expect him to be unfaithful every day," said Nyrandurril. "No, he won't," said Karina, automatically defending her son. She then remembered her own overpowering lust, which occurred from time to time. "I don't know," she amended. "I didn't raise him to be a rake or masher and, from what I've heard, he's not. He's kind and considerate. It's just that sex is as much a part of his nature as magic is now a part of yours. Could you give up your magic?" Nyrandurril opened her mouth and then closed it. "No," she said after a moment. "No, I could not give it up now and I think I see your point." "I'm glad," said Karina smiling. "If you marry Per, I can't guarantee that he won't stray. In fact, he probably will, but not from any malicious intent." "I know," aid Nyrandurril. "We first have to complete the ritual. Thank you for talking to me. Of course, I'm a fine one to talk after what we did the other night." "I'm not sorry we did it. I didn't offer much comfort if you plan to make Per your husband," stated Karina, putting an arm around Nyrandurril's shoulders and leading her back to the house. "No, you did not, but you gave me something to think about. In truth, I am not sorry it happened, either. Thank you again." The two women entered the house. The living room was empty, except for Tenan who was sitting in an easy chair smoking a pipe. Karina immediately noticed that he was tense despite his nonchalant air. "Are you two okay?" he asked, standing up and knocking his pipe against the fireplace. "Yes, we're fine," answered Karina. "What's wrong?" "Gar is somewhere around here," said Tenan. "Is he not supposed to be here until tomorrow?" asked Nyrandurril, looking around worriedly. "Yes, but he probably came early to check us over," stated Tenan. "Gar is perpetually suspicious. It keeps him alive. Everyone else has gone to bed." "I had better go, too," said Nyrandurril. "Goodnight." "Goodnight," said Karina and Tenan together. Tenan slipped his arm around Karina's waist and she did the same to him as they headed up the stairs. "Did they get the extra bed made up for Octavia?" asked Karina. "No," chuckled Tenan. "Octavia is staying with Helga. It appears that Dorthea has made other arrangements for the bunkhouse. At least, that was where I saw her sneaking off to a few minutes ago." "Oh," commented Karina, noncommittally. "Am I forgiven for my blunder with the sleeping arrangements?" asked Tenan, lightly. "Sure. It was just a long ride and I had a lot to worry about. I was tired and irritable and it took me off guard." "Not too tired, I hope," said Tenan, stroking his hand up and down her back. "Not that tired," she answered with a smile. As soon as the bedroom door closed, Karina turned to Tenan, lifted her face and melted into his arms as he leaned down to kiss her. Karina's huge breasts mashed against his hard chest muscles. She could feel her temperature rise as her mouth parted open to allow Tenan's tongue in. Karina felt Tenan's hand move up her back and begin to slowly unlace her dress. She moaned as the ties were pulled through the holes. Karina loved the fact that Tenan took his lovemaking slow and easy, but she remembered times when she became so frustrated that she took charge and almost raped him. She now knew that those times were when her enhanced lust took over. Tenan slid her dress off her shoulders and it puddled to the floor. He started to remove her undergarments, but Karina stopped him to allow her to pull off his shirt. His muscles rippled in the pale light of the lamp. Tenan slowly remove her undergarments, until Karina was standing naked in front of him. Their lips met in a soft, lasting kiss. Karina felt her hard nipples poke into Tenan's chest as she wrapped her arms around him and pressed her body against his. She was thrilled when she felt his hard cock twitch through his pants against her thigh. Tenan's hands caressed lightly over her breasts, just strumming his fingertips over the large mounds. Her pussy responded by becoming wet and giving Karina the desire to have it filled. Tenan bent over slightly to nibble and kiss at the base of Karina's throat. Karina gasped as his right hand slid down over her stomach and come into contact with her wet cunt. Her body jerked and her fingers grasped onto his shoulders as Tenan began moving his fingers in little circles around her clitoris. Karina spread her legs wider apart as she clung to Tenan and gasped for breath. Tenan's finger soon became slick with her juices and Karina sighed as one slipped up into her pussy before retreating back to her clit. Karina's whole body was shaking as Tenan alternated his fingers between stroking her clitoris and plunging deep into her hot, wet cunt. Karina felt her passion rise and rise until it was insufferable. Suddenly, with her body taunt from the sexual tension inside it, her orgasm peaked. With her fingers clinging tightly onto his shoulders, Karina buried her face into Tenan's neck and screamed out her orgasmic release. Tenan had shoved two fingers into her pussy, which clamped down tight around them. Karina's body shook and her knees became weak. If Tenan had not been holding her around the waist with his other arm, Karina would have collapsed to the floor. Tenan braced himself and they remained this way for some time. Slowly, Karina recovered from her tremendous orgasm. "By the Gods, I've missed you!" she said, still a little breathless. "It's nice to be appreciated and I've missed you, too," said Tenan, wrapping her up in a hug. Karina smiled and rested her head on Tenan's shoulder as she savored the afterglow of her orgasm. Her body shivered every now and then as he gently rubbed up and down her back. Karina could have stayed this way forever, but became aware of the hard mass of Tenan's cock pressing against her leg. "Your turn," said Karina, smiling up at Tenan as she pulled open his waistband with one hand and reached inside with the other. Tenan's nostrils flared and his body stiffened as Karina's hand wrapped around his cock. He now gripped her shoulders as Karina smiled a wicked, little smile and began pumping and stroking his eight inch long cock. Tenan was soon breathing heavily through his nose and his body shook as Karina stroked his cock with her hand. She felt a drop of pre-cum ooze out the tip and onto her hand. Karina moved her hand from the shaft to the head and smeared the pre-cum all over it. Tenan's eyes seemed to glaze over as the sensations she was producing between his legs. "Not yet," whispered Karina as she pulled her hand out of his pants with a moan of disappointment from Tenan. Tenan was still breathing heavily as Karina slid her body down his until she was on her knees. Her eyes were now level with the waistband of his pants and she could clearly see the outline of his hard prick against the material. Karina gripped his pants with both hands and pulled down. Tenan's cock sprang free as Karina continued to lower his pants until he could step out of them. As she straightened up, Karina was now looking directly at his cock, which was pointed right at her. Karina reached up gently to grasp Tenan's cock with both hands. Tenan groaned as she slowly began to stroke his cock back and forth. His hips began moving in time with her strokes. Karina continued to pump the shaft with one hand, while caressing his balls with the other. His balls felt heavy and full of juice. Tenan started quivering and he moaned as Karina played with his manhood. Karina saw another clear drop of pre-cum ooze out the tip of his cock. She slowed her strokes as she stared at the drop just dangling onto the tip of his prick. She then leaned forward and lightly licked up the drop with her tongue. "Oh, Gods!" gasped Tenan, with his eyes shut as his body shook from that touch. Karina glanced up and smiled her wicked, little smile again. With a predatory intake of air, she leaned back down and began licking away at Tenan's cock. Her tongue laved around and around the tip. She turned her head sideways and, with her tongue stuck out, slid her tongue up and down the underside of his prick. Tenan was visibly panting now. Karina turned her head back to face his cock again and, after licking her lips, opened her mouth to take it in. "Uh... Oh, shit!" gasped Tenan as the head of his cock was enveloped by her moist, warm mouth. Karina held the base of his cock with one hand as she bobbed her head, sucking gently on his cock. Her tongue swirled around the head, coating it with her saliva. Her lips glided over the shaft as it went in and out of her mouth. Her cheeks billowed inward slightly from the vacuum. Tenan's body shook again. "Karina, you'd... you'd better stop. I'm close." Karina did not answer him, but looked up into his eyes as she increased the movement of her head. Her eyes never left his as her sucking increased and her tongue whipped back and forth in a frenzy under his cockhead. Tenan shook again violently and, with a strangled cry, started spurting his seed into her mouth. Karina stopped bobbing her head and locked her lips around the shaft of Tenan's cock as his cum spurted out. She swallowed each ejaculation of hot sperm, still looking up at his face and watching the ecstasy she had created reflected in his features. Tenan's climax subsided and Karina quickly got to her feet as his knees almost buckled underneath him. They both just managed to get over to the bed before collapsing on it. "Gods, I've died and gone to Paradise," panted Tenan, lying on his back. "Well, I had to return your favor," replied Karina, leaning up on one elbow to look him in the face. "That's more payment than I deserved," said Tenan with a smile. "I now owe you." Karina reached down and caressed his softened prick. "Oh, you think you will be able to pay me back?" she asked teasingly. "Eventually," hr promised her as he pushed her on her back and rolled up to his hands and knees. Tenan kissed Karina passionately, his tongue delving into her mouth. Karina moaned and returned his kiss with equal passion. He then moved lower to kiss, suckle and lick her breasts. Karina could feel her passion flame anew. She reached down to fondle Tenan's cock at the same instant he reached down to finger her pussy. Karina knew she was ready as two of Tenan's fingers easily penetrated into her hot, wet cunt. She tried to ignore as best she could her own mounting passion and concentrate on reviving Tenan's cock. Tenan sucked on her mammoth tits as her loving hands stroked his cock back to its eight inch hardness. Tenan pulled his hips away from her hands, causing her to let go of his prick. Both of them were breathing heavily as he moved over between her legs. Karina brought her knees up, lifting her feet off the bed, and thus exposing her pussy for his hard member. Tenan slid up slightly and Karina felt the tip of his cock come into contact with the entrance of her cunt. Tenan slowly flexed his hips forward, driving several inches of his cock into her waiting womb. He then pulled back slightly, only to push forward and enter her to the hilt. Karina gasped as his balls slapped against her ass. Once, when she and Helga had made love, Helga wanted to see if the magical modifications Ahhspah had done to Karina were true. It was true because Helga had shoved her arm all the way up to the elbow into Karina's cunt. Karina was now surprised to find that Tenan's cock, nowhere near the size of Helga's arm, had her feeling like she was stuffed to the gills. His cock had filled her completely and she remembered Ahhspah's words about her cunt and ass being a perfect fit. "Oh, you're so tight!" gasped Tenan, looking down into her eyes. "Fuck me!" ordered Karina, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Fuck me long and fuck me hard!" Tenan needed no other encouragement as he pulled his cock almost all the way out of her cunt only to slam it all the way back in again. Karina squealed in delight as his hard meat shoved into her and all coherent thought fled from her mind. Karina's passion took over as she felt her pussy being stuffed and emptied time and again. She orgasmed once, twice and savored the sensation of her warm liquids running down her ass. Her pussy had never been filled so full before. The cum she had swallowed earlier seemed to produce a warm, comforting glow in her stomach. Karina's body shook in anticipation of her next orgasm. The sexual tension in her grew and soared higher and higher as hard cockmeat stuffed her pussy again and again. Karina was barely aware of seeing Tenan on top of her. She felt his cock shove into her cunt and remain there. Karina gasped as she felt Tenan's hot liquid seed spurt into her, overfilling her already full cunt and triggering her own orgasm. Her pussy clamped down on the hard meat inside it and her juices streamed out of her as she cried out from the release. Karina slowly became aware of her surroundings. She was lying on the bed, cuddled up in Tenan's arms. He was humming a lullaby and gently stroking up and down her back. He stopped when she moved. "How do you feel?" he asked anxiously. "You were kind of out of it after you... you know." "It was just so... powerful," said Karina. "How about you? Was it, uh, good?" "Good?" stated Tenan incredulously. "Sex like that is going to put me in an early grave. I was worried about you." "I'm fine," reiterated Karina. "In fact, I'm more than fine. That was terrific." Tenan's face beamed. "I think it is time for some shuteye," he said, snuggling down in the bed. "Go to sleep, honey," Karina said softly, gently touching his cheek. "I'm going to go get cleaned up. Tomorrow's going to be a long day." Sunrise the next morning broke bright and clear. As everyone gathered for breakfast, Karina was relieved that no one, by word or action, indicated that they had heard her throes of passion last night. Of course, she noticed that Dorthea had the same satisfied smile on her face that Karina knew was reflected on her own. Conversation was subdued, probably because everyone was listening for Gar. "I think we'll have to go to the clearing," said Tenan as breakfast wound down. "I didn't think he would come here." "Is there anything we should know about Gar before we go there?" asked Octavia. Tenan looked over at Karina, who nodded to him. "Yes," he continued. "Only Karina and I can greet him initially. Ogre greetings are a little rough, so don't interfere or do anything threatening. Don't, I repeat, don't draw your weapons. That will change everything from rough to violent." "Can we get on with this before I change my mind?" asked Gedda grimly. "Rolph and I are staying behind," said Dagmar as everyone stood up. "This is nervous business and too large a group might push things in the wrong direction. We're not directly involved and you can give us the details later." "Okay, let's go," said Tenan. Karina, Tenan and the seven other women walked out of the house and headed towards the clearing. Not a word was spoken as the walked. When they hit the treeline at the clearing, Tenan told the other women to remain there. He and Karina walked out into the center of the clearing. A dark shadow moved on the opposite side of the glen and Gar stepped out into the light. Karina heard the girls behind her gasp at the sight of him. Karina had to admit that at nine feet tall, Gar looked formidable. As they approached one another, Tenan took off his sword and dagger and tossed the aside. Gar dropped his club on the ground and moved away from it. greeted Tenan. Time stood still in the clearing as they faced one another. Not a sound was to be heard. Karina was wound tight as a drum, but was shocked when she heard the familiar rumble of Gar's laughter.