Clambering into the woods, I, the elven princess Kyliae of the Nitae people, am looking for adventure, love, danger, maybe a little of all. I am sick of being stuck in the kingdom, forced into the boring everyday life that my parents and siblings all abide. I am the youngest of the Nitae royalty and I do not plan to succeed the throne. Therefore, I am striking out on my own to find new lands and new opportunities. I want to taste all the flavors of the world and find myself, whoever that may be.
Not one day into my travels and I was faced with my first opportunity for adventure. I stumbled across a camp of scouts who seemed to be of the human variety. There were only two of them so I felt my chances to sneak by would be very good. I attempt to give the camp a wide berth as I slowly make my way by. I cannot afford to make enemies already when I am just starting out on my own. My heart raced as I hurried myself through the underbrush of the thick forest, praying to the Goddess of the Wilds to watch over me and let no scout spot me. I continued walking in a northward direction, not really sure which direction would be best traveled.
After a few hours of walking I started to wonder if I had gotten lost, where exactly was I? Was I close to the forest’s edge? My mind began to swirl with the questions and panic started to settle into my bosom. I looked down at my now filthy and tattered skirt and blouse. Had I made a terrible mistake? I stopped walking and looked around seeing nothing familiar and hoping that was a good sign but the doubt and worry still plagued me. I sat down on a fallen tree nearby and rested for a moment.
“What am I doing?” I asked myself aloud. “ I must have been insane when I left. How could I survive out here?” I got up again after shaking off my feelings. No, I must continue if I want a different life, I told myself internally. I will not be made to quit. A moment later I heard noises coming from a few hundred feet from me and I hid near a thick oak tree hoping that I wasn’t spotted. I allowed myself a peak around the tree. It was a very unusual group that had found their way into the forest. There were four this time of different races.
“You think the elves in this area will be hostile, Kildar?” asked a young thin shaky looking human. The dwarf ahead of him gripping his battleaxe tightly replied, “Look boy, I allowed you to join our group because you said you wouldn’t slow us down or be a liability. You better grow a few hairs on your chest and toughen your wee brow if you want to continue living.” The skinny human gulped and nodded, “Yes, sir.” The female behind them now coming into view from behind another tree chimed in, “Kildar, I told you to be easy on the boy. You know we can handle anything even with a young adventurer joining us. Stop making him more nervous.”
She was tall and muscular, but not of human or dwarf nature. She had pointed ears like I did but not as pronounced. I had heard my family talking about elves who had ventured into human villages and created offspring with other races but I had not met a half-elf in my 211 years. My father said they had dirtied the good strong elf blood with the ilk of the outside world but I never thought that sounded right. What was so poor about the other races? Why did he feel that no one else had as much to offer the elf races?
Another female emerged behind the half-elf, this one was like nothing I had ever seen or heard of before in my studies. She was red skinned and had eyes that glowed like fire embers. She even had horns atop her head that were a dark gray that curled and bent upward. She was a monstrous looking creature and she frightened me more than the intimidating dwarf holding an ax that looked to be able to cleave a large creature in half with little exertion. I was so shaken by the woman that I could not move, then I felt something touch my leg. I looked down to see a large incest creature with many legs start wrapping its body around my left leg. The poking and prodding of its legs sent chills down my spine and disgusted me.
I screamed as soon as it raised its head to look me in the eyes. I screamed like that was the only thing my body could do. The creature's face was bigger than my head. Large pincers and a big opening that they hid were riddles with strange shaped teeth. Green drool dripped from its mouth and started burning the twigs and leaves that laid at my feet. I continued screaming and flailing hoping that it would scare the creature from me but it just wrapped more of its body around mine. It pulled it head back and went to strike at me when a blast of green energy hit the creature, making it recoil and release me. It was then that I heard battle cries and then saw that same group start cleaving and blasting the creature until it was finally limp and lifeless.
Once the creature was slain, the group turned to me quickly with their weapons still drawn, almost daring me to attack them. Then the half-elf woman spoke, “Who are you and why were you hiding?! Were you watching us? Are you a scout for the elves? “ I couldn’t think, My head went fuzzy and so many questions danced in my head. My body was so full of strange unknown feelings from what had just happened. I could not answer her, instead my body went cold and my vision became dark.
I came to consciousness again and looked at my surroundings, it was well into the night now. I was near a fire but I could not move my head and I felt myself seated and leaned up against a tree. I saw the dwarf and the human sleeping and the half elf was sleeping under a small shelter it seemed. I continued looking around, not finding the monstrous woman I had seen with them before. Then I heard her, “Well well, looks like the elf has risen from her slumber.” She chuckled softly. The long tail that dragged behind her found my chin before she finally revealed herself from behind the tree I was apparently tied to.
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Looking up at this woman, her eyes still glowing but more so now in the darkness. They pulled me in and I found myself entranced by her. I realized now that despite how frightening she looks, she is also beautiful, mesmerizing even. She must be able to see my expression change. My face is revealing what my body is feeling. She comes closer, gliding across the ground and grass with an unreal grace. She crouches down to meet my gaze, making me press myself into the tree as much as I can. She smiled, showing that she had a couple, more than sharp, canines. “I can tell you haven’t seen my kind before, have you?”
I shake my head wildly. She finds this amusing. “And I scare you. Don’t I?” She asked playfully, pressing her tongue against her fangs. I nod and coward away from her gaze. She chuckles to herself and then I feel her tail trace the side of my leg and up my torso. My insides started screaming, making me shake and tremble but this time not entirely out of fear. I haven’t felt like this with someone in quite some time. No one dared touch me in such a vulgar and sinful manner since a decade or so past, that was a male however. This demonic woman must have put some spell upon me without me being any the wiser.
I squirmed more, trying desperately to make more space between her and I. My bonds grew taut and would not give way for me. Her tail continued to assault my person, snaking its way over my chest. It grazed against my breast and I inhaled sharply. I now realized I was panting, like I had been running for miles. Then I felt her hand under my chin. She lifted my head so my eyes met hers. “I really like you, she elf. You are fun to play with.” She said with a devil’s grin. Her words dripped with venom but also she seemed to enjoy what she was doing.
Her tail was still finding and playing with every sensitive area she could discover, now, softly caressing my inner thighs. My breathing was now out of control and I could feel my cheeks grow red with heat. That heat soon collected in my bosom and down to my under region. She leaned into me and I was now so far gone that she could do what she wished with me. Her lips were so close to mine that I could feel her breath against me. I shook again, not able to take much more suspense.
“LEVMINE!” Yelled the half-elf, startling the entire party awake. I looked up at the half-elf, she was shaking furiously. “How many times did I tell you NOT to touch that woman?! I knew I couldn’t trust you to take a watch alone.” I see Levmine’s smile widen, her hand grabbing my chin. “Why can’t I play with this pretty little thing, Eilae? Are you getting…jealous? Would you like to have a go with her?” She taunted.
Eilae’s hand was now gripping her bow. She was quite obviously enraged. At that point Kildar had slowly come next to Eilae and lightly placed his large hand on her shoulder which was easy since she was on one knee. “Lass, you have to calm down, don’t go overboard. You know she can’t help herself. The poor devil child.”
Eilae sighed loudly, still shaking. She looked at me sympathetically. “Levmine, release her.” She said calmly. Levmine chuckled, “ What’s the magic word?” Levmine is relentless in her toying with Eilae. Was it always this way? Ugh…. my head was swimming. Too much blood has left my head, putting up residence in my now burning loins.
“Please…” Eilae said through gritted teeth. “…Release the elf girl.” She finished the sentence. Levmine let go of me and shrugged, her tail flicking about behind her. “I don’t understand what all the fuss is about. What’s the point of adventuring if we can’t play with things we find.” She chuckles and walks over to what I assume is her bedroll and lays down.
I took in a deep shaky breath. My head reeling from everything that just happened to me. Kildar relaxed and patted Eilae on the shoulder again, “You okay Lass?” The dwarf sounded concerned. He looked older and his tone sounded like a father checking on his child. Eilae nodded, silently staring at the forest floor still hovering over her weapon before taking another deep breath and letting her arm fall slack. She looked over to him, “I’ll take the next watch Kil… I need to make sure the watch is done properly…” looking over to Levmine who raised her hand and lifted her middle digit in an insulting manner. She then uses her tail to cover herself with a blanket.
About thirty minutes later I was finally feeling more myself though my nethers were still wet and cold since I wasn’t near the campfire. Eilae slowly and cautiously walked up to me with a blanket. “Here, you must be cold. I’m sorry for Levmine. She lets her infernal nature run her actions more often than not. It also doesn’t help that we haven’t been in a city in weeks so she can’t get her urges resolved in a more discreet way.”
She places the blanket over me and sits somewhat near me, not close enough to be touching or even with arms reach but close enough to keep a protective presence.She looks toward her party now back to resting. “I won’t let that happen to you again, okay?” She looks slightly in my direction and I nod so she knew I heard her. “Why am I tied to a tree if I might ask?” I ask sheepishly, really hating how uncomfortable it is being stuck to a tree.
She looks at me like she is unsure of my reason for asking. “You are a stranger and we don’t trust strangers. You could kill us in our sleep for no reason. Do you really not understand that?” My jaw drops when she says that. “I’m a… a threat then? You look at my slender non muscular body in my elegant and expensive day dress and I look like I can kill a whole group of obviously capable adventurers?”
She thinks about my words for a moment. Her eyebrows furrow in her intense thought. Then, after a few moments, looks me in the eyes. “I’ll say that possibly you are just a helpless individual that we happened to come across and save. However, I’ve been tricked by ‘weak individuals’ before and I almost lost a comrade to that person and I do not plan to make that mistake again. You will have to earn our trust before we give you some freedom.” She said, raising her eyebrow as she said some.
I groan and wiggle in the restraints, throwing a small tantrum in response, making the blanket fall off my shoulders. During my tantrum, the ropes move slightly and my breasts come out of in-between the middle of the binds. Now my chest is more exposed and I can’t cover them. My hands bound behind my back are useless. Eilae notices my situation and immediately turns bright red and looks away. She attempts to get the blanket to cover my chest for me but she misses. Her hand reaches and cups my right breast, making the fire that was burning through my body reignite and I moan against the touch.
Eilae looks back to me then down at her hand and recoils and moves away quickly. “I’m so sorry. My most sincere apologies. I didn’t mean to touch you there!” She places her face within her hands, breathing heavily. Then I hear Kildar get up again, “My goodness Eilae. Don’t be so sheepish, you have breasts yourself. I know we have been on the road a while but you women are out of control.” He says as he walks to me and covers me. “Sorry lass, they are not usually this troublesome.”
He gets up again, then heads back to his bedroll and sits. “Take a walk around the perimeter Eilae and cool off. Come back to the fire when you finish patrolling.” He says, a little sternly this time. “Yes, sir.” Eilae responds. She walks away slowly, face still red, and starts her patrol. I am reeling again, my body complaining from so much contact. Overstimulated would be an understatement. I find myself angry that no one finished what they started before I regained myself again and try to get some rest.