Before he came, he pulled away from her. It was a Herculean feat. I could tell he was nearly done but he stood and pushed her down over the table. She turned and faced him and got up to sit on the table and pulled him between her legs. Her legs gracefully bent and slid around him as he stepped into her saddle. Her arms found him in an embrace and he wriggled only slightly in her tight embrace before he stopped and shuddered. He seemed blissful yet not quite satiated to have inseminated my wife. She nuzzled him and rubbed his back urging him on again.
“I was wrong you are no flower.” He remarked as he starting moving again and built up speed fucking into her.
She clung to him as he found a rhythm and worked hard to move himself in the tight confines of her embrace. Finally, after several more hot minutes of him near violently fucking Flarni he came again. He sagged over her onto the table. Like a snake, she slithered down and took him inside her mouth. Only the crown of her blond head was present as she bobbed onto him again.
“You are going to be my new mistress better than any wife.” He said breathlessly. “I imagined you were only a delicate thing to be guarded now I am wary to keep you only to myself to protect my men’s sensibilities. You are no whore but your possession of sex is almost as though you are a being only of carnal desire. Your need for sex is like most people’s grasp for food. You will be my prized queen. I will deploy you onto diplomats and you will extract the best prices from them…”
Tiredly, he tensed as he was wrung out again for yet another spending. “Aww…”
She continued to bob as the man above her froze with his eyes clenched. For a second he was still then shook and fell away. Before I could see where he went, Metacari was up and entering the room.
She snatched up his body as Flarni stripped him. Before too long a new Baronet stood regally whipping the cum from his face. Metacari appraised the man after hauling his twin over her shoulders. She nodded after a moment of clothes adjusting, and turned to me. “We go back to jail now. Leave your wife and we will go. Tomorrow we will be released and the quest can continue for the treasure.”
I did as she said and retreated with Metacari after kissing good-bye to Flarni. We snuck through the halls and this time I led as Metacari negotiated the dead man around carefully. We sprinted through the kitchens finally and were out into the cold windy dark before anyone could see us. As we crossed over to the jail, we were brought up short by a guard checking the door. As he stood and blocked the door Metacari flicked her wrist and impaled him from behind with a spear. As I got closer, I saw it was a black javelin of smooth glass that shone in the light of the lantern. I opened the door to the jail and held it open as the wind tried to take it. Metacari struggled to pull in his heavy body but we got him in and I closed the door. She pulled the two bodies to the open cell further back and rolled them along the wall. We had made a major coup that night. Already I was liking my chances of getting out with Flarni alive
I waited anxiously until she got back. We both waited till morning sitting in the cell quietly leaning into each other. My nerves wouldn’t let me sleep like Metacari who slept restlessly with a hand fumbling between my legs. Her hand snaked into my trousers with remarkable dexterity for a slumbering femme. She snored lightly as she used the hand to jerk me softly, and she cleverly fell into my lap when I came sucking lazily on my cock.
I didn’t fight off her violation because she could have forced me. Frankly, I was numb to the women, and I was numb in general, only Flarni got my heart. When she lingered after my spending. I didn’t resist as again she worked to get me hard. If that’s what they wanted, if this was the price, a loss of my virtue then I could deal with it. I was in hell, and they were walking me out.
I didn’t mind her pulling me down onto her pussy. She wanted a return and I gave it too her. Her pussy I noticed was hairless which went pretty far towards my comfort with the idea of being imbedded into it. I did the best I knew how like a good whore and sucked on her slurping pussy with the careless confidence of a man who’d seen his own gallows. When she stiffened and came, I just kept on.
I was raised off her and made to crawl up and let her get comfortable. She wanted my cock then I’m just a cocksman. I fell into her and she wiggled for me to get started. Sucking her tits, I rutted just as my cock and her pussy directed. When she lined me up to hit her spot on the high wall, I dropped my hips and sent it up in there. When she got ready to cum and lined up straight. I gave it to her deep as hard as my old back could keep it running. When she brought me in to suck her tits, I gobbled them, and stirred my cock within her in circles.
We heaved sweating after I don’t even now how long. I didn’t even cum before we separated. I pulled her up to keep from getting cold and I to ponder what was happening to me. I was numb now to everything. Killing a man was nothing if it was just the easiest way. I just fucked this woman to keep her satisfied because I wanted her help. If it was wrong, I didn’t care. It was a means to an end. I will have Flarni, I will have her happy, warm, and satisfied.
When the cell was opened, I was shaken from my thoughts. The hours had passed quickly since our escapade. We were led by a guard out into the early morning light through fresh powdered snow, and brought into the keep’s open forum hall. Naked stone columns and the marbled floor gave the room a cold look. The light steamed in behind us and the ‘Baronet’ stood smiling scandalously before us. Flarni was present but in the cold morning light, I could tell she was coming off of her medicine.
Most people got very sensitive from the lack of their dosing. Like a migraine, light and sound were amplified. She was also suddenly very sensitive to touch. Her body was throwing off the drug’s numbing effects, and her mind was feeling everything it had been blocked from. Even all the things the normal mind usually blocked were coming out demanding attention.
She wasn’t too happy in her chair, perhaps her slippers were crushing her feet, the sound of our breathing deafening her, or her dress was tearing the flesh from her back. It would be bad if she got into sweats, the screams would start shortly after. I heard of it all in the rushed mornings as we fumbled for more medicine, more of her precious drugs. Now looking at her I could see it starting again. She looked at me with a drawn tormented expression of half torture, and half pleading.
I gazed over at the ‘Baronet’ who still stood still before us. I could only hope the witch using his body was clever and moved fast.
“You prisoners are released.” It said simply.
The guards shifted and I noticed suddenly the absence of the aides and serving staff. Indeed looking around the house seemed quiet. Perhaps the smell of death was in the air, but I was still wearing bloody clothes and couldn’t tell.
“Thank you, sir.” I bowed formally.
Behind me, the guard moved back to create a less intimidating presence.
“You travel to Mavvus?” The Baronet asked quietly.
“Yes sir,” I bowed again.
“Call me, Sir… Merin.” He said slowly. “I have to go to Mavvus myself. I feel it is time. You will stay here in my stead. You are an educated man, I think you can help our lands during my absence.
“That is most gracious, Sir Merin.” I bowed the third time.
“I shall be going now then. Please use this keep and be familiar with the staff.” He strode out quickly past the dumbstruck guards and disappeared before passing the doorway on a horse alone.
“Sir?” Metacari asked. “I think it would be wise to check the jail for anyone else who may be useful.”
I was dumbstruck and so were the guards. “Hmm? Yes, quite.”
Metacari led three guards and me into the jail. We were all in shock and only she seemed to have a plan. In the light, the building looked different. I bid the guards to stay outside of the jail since the real Baronet was still laying out in a cell. In the other cells, Metacari opened and released a quiet elf that bolted once the door opened, a trio of short dwarfs or something, and then we came to a cat. It was a big cat not unlike the size of a tiger. Unlike a tiger, it was all black with white rings along its back like a jaguar.
The creature regarded us with cunning intelligence in its white grey eyes and its tail flicked as it looked from her to settle its gaze onto me.
Metacari fiddled with the lock, and I reached up to stop her the instant the lock sprang open.
She looked askance at my pleading face. “What are you doing?” I blurted. To me it made good sense for this creature to stay in there while I’m out here.
She shrugged like cats that big don’t eat people. “It should be free.”
“Says who? Cats eat anything they can kill. I have seen a house cat try to attack a horse foal as it sat in a field. If that thing…” I stopped as the creature stood and stretched. It kept an eye on me as it yawned and walked out past us. I clung to Metacari and hid myself behind her cloak like a child as it came out. I could hear it sniff her before continuing on its way.
“Fucking hell that was close.” I breathed as t past us and ambled out into the light.
Metacari looked at me with laughter in her eyes as she turned and walked further down. Inside the next cell were three Amazons still in shoulder yokes, the looks they me gave were purely poisonous. They were all naked and didn’t seem to care. Various bruises told a story of abuse from the guards or even the ‘Baronet’ himself. I noticed belatedly that their cell was across from the corpses current resting place.
Metacari stopped to address the group. Despite being bound as they were, they seemed to exude violence and lounged menacingly like a group of dangerous cutthroats in a dark alleyway.
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