by J K Chubbs
“Where is it?” Kane asked as he tried to release them from the chains that held them together.
“I am unsure, sir,” the raven haired girl answered. “I think it went abroad to hunt,” she smiled demurely at him. “I am sure someone as powerful as you could best it, captain,” she added.
On screen, maybe but in here?
Kane glanced about nervously as the fact that he had no idea how to get back out of the game. Was he supposed to give some kind of signal? Complete some set of tasks or die?
“Please, sir,” curly said. “Could you expedite our release? I fear for our lives should that creature return.”
“I’m doing my best,” Kane hissed. “I just can’t...”
At the end of sentence Kane found the chain he had been pulling on as hard as he could gave out with a ping, pitching him backwards over the outstretched leg of the raven haired girl.
“Fuck!” He shouted, regretting his outburst as soon as the word had exploded from him.
A mindless howl issued from outside, footsteps hammering against the ground as the Orc bounded back to the little building. It smashed the door open, baleful eyes searching the room for him. Blood dripped from its teeth, a trail down the side of its chin from the rabbit it held the remains of in one clawed hand.
Utter fright gripped Kain’s chest at the sight of the enraged Orc, his guts turning to water as it prowled into the small room, eyes fixed on him. Without knowing he was about to do so, Kane drew the sword at his side, the length of sharp metal so very heavy in his hand.
Okay, what you going to do with that?
Dim orange light glinted from the blade when it caught the firelight, sending warm flashes up the walls. The Orc advanced, its claws flexing as it crossed the room towards them. Kane stepped in front of the women as they cowered and sobbed in the corner and it stopped, growling low in its throat as it stared at him.
Without warning the Orc swiped at Kane, a savage blow that would have taken his face off if he hadn’t have fallen to his knees in fear. The tip of his sword drew a line down the Orc’s chest and belly, bringing a bellow of anger from it. Kane scrabbled around the creature, hands and knees scraping in the dirt as he tried to escape.
“Help!” A high pitched female voice squealed halting him.
He turned to face the Orc as something inside him responded to the fear in her voice, anger started to wash away his fear and he drew back his sword to lash at the creature, a yell building in his throat.
When the Orc turned it swiped his blade away with a casual flick of its arm. Kane felt the blow travel up his arm, the pain a dull ache that stopped in his shoulder. He cried out in pain, the sword dropping from his numb fingers to land point first in the floor. Kane staggered back, his arm useless, as the Orc came for him again. He turned and bolted for the door, his fear returning as he tried to escape. Something hooked into the cloak that streamed out behind him and dragged him back into the room hurling him bodily at the wall.
His breath exploded from him as he hit the wood and crashed to the floor, winded and in pain. He could hear the women crying and begging for mercy behind him but could do nothing about it, completely unable to move. Snarls and grunts came from the creature as it walked back across towards them. Kane struggled to breathe, rolling backwards until his eyes found the creature not too far from the women. Both of them were staring up at the creature in fear as they grabbed onto each other. Kane saw the sword. Kane saw the Orc. Kane got a mad idea in his head.
Struggling to see straight and breathe, Kane managed to get his feet beneath him and stood, limping towards where the sword stood at an angle in the floor. He gripped it in both hands, pointing it at the Orc’s broad back and almost falling against the creature. It felt like trying to shove something through a wall but the sword did go in, slicing through muscle and sinew as the Orc’s arms came up in shock and pain.
Kane grunted as he carried on struggling to shove the sword through the Orc. A scream of pure agony tore from its throat as its knees buckled beneath it and it fell. Kane followed it to the floor, kneeling behind the creature as he carried on pushing. He could feel it moving, its twitches and thrashes traveling up the sword and into his hands. The creature’s struggles calmed and all he could feel through the sword was the faltering heartbeat.
Sickness rolled through him as the Orc died. This was the first thing, apart from bugs, that he had ever killed and the guilt that hit him as a result was thick and cloying in his mouth. He released the sword, leaving it inside the creature before turning to the women again.
The he fainted.
Chapter Three
Kane thought he would wake up inside the pod, facing Lisi or the thin man with the mustache wearing a smug grin. That was not the case. He woke still in the world he had fainted in and looked around himself.
Inside the cabin was as stark and bare as before. They had made the attempt to cover the dead Orc with a large piece of cloth and pulled Kane across to lay beside the fire. Wood crackled in the hearth and he sat up, hungry and thirsty, searching for either of the women he had saved. The cabin stood empty, the door wide open and a small curl of smoke rose up the chimney from the remains of the fire that had burned there.
Disappointment and a sense of ingratitude made heat flare in his chest and he stood awkwardly, limping for the first few steps until the pain subsided. He had to pause at the doorway as the bright sun hit his eyes, making them ache.
Outside, the grass lay as it had yesterday, leading up to the forest he had walked through. Warm sun hit his chest and shoulders as he leaned against the door frame and he realized the women had removed his armor as well. Now all he wore was the leather trousers and a rough wool shirt that had been beneath the layers of metal.
Did they rob me?
A high pitched squeal echoed from his right and Kane turned towards the sound, walking towards it with anger fueled footsteps. He crept through the line of trees listening to the peals of laughter and giggled remarks that came to his ears. When he caught sight of the source, however, he gaped.
Separated by the thin line of trees Kane hid in was a glittering lake with sparkling surface where the sun caught it. Clear, clean water filled the basin, the surface broken only by the two naked, frolicking women who were splashing each other in an erotic display. Hot pressure grew in his lower belly as he watched them playing, astounded when their movements slowed and they moved in to kiss each other.
What the..?
But his eyes didn’t deceive him, the curly headed blond and raven haired girl pressed themselves against each other, sucking at lips and stroking their hands up and down each other. Kane stared in growing anticipation as the pair kissed with wanton abandon, oblivious to his gaze.
Unable to hold back from confronting them he walked out from behind the tree that had been his protection and strode towards the water’s edge. In the lake the pair were so engrossed in their passionate kiss they didn’t notice him approach until he cleared his throat.
When he did the pair split immediately, crossing their arms over themselves and glancing at each other with impish little glances.
“Did you steal my armor?” Kane asked.
“No, lord!” The raven haired woman said. “We brought it to the lake to clean it for you!” She pointed to a pile of clothing beneath which he could see the mirror glint of his armor.
Fair enough.
“So, ah, what’s going on here then?” He asked.
“Hersea and I were just having a little fun,” the black haired woman said, letting her arms fall as she stared into his eyes, a challenge in them. “After the fear and tension of last night...” She trailed off.
“Yes,” Hersea said with a salacious little smile at her friend. “Merill’s got it right, we were celebrating the fact we were still alive.”
“I see,” Kane said.
His eyes crawled over Hersea, her water darkened hair hanging in dampened ringlets plastered to her head. A slender neck twitched with m
uscle as she watched him looking at her. In a purposeful move she let her arms float free of her breasts, letting him see her water distorted body in its fullness.
“My lord,” Hersea said. “There is ample room should you wish to join us?”
Both women moved closer to each other, arms wrapping around each other at the waist as he gaped at them.
Kane paused, wondering what he should do. His male brain, however, fueled by a healthy dose of lust at the sight of two naked, young women, made the choice for him and before he knew what was happening he was stripping his clothing off.
Hersea and Merill watched him with wide eyes, giggling as he stumbled trying to get his boots off. Once he stood naked before them he took a running dive into the water, gasping at the chill that shocked his body and spluttering when he broke the surface. The two women giggled as he swam towards them with long strokes, bobbing a little way from the pair.
“Our savior,” Merill said with a giggle. “Is there some way we can thank you, lord?” She asked with a coy glance into his eyes.
“I’m sure there’s something we can think of,” Kane replied with a grin of his own.
Kane moved closer to the pair who glanced at each other, smiling. As soon as he got within touching distance they exploded away from him, giggling. Kane grinned as he gave chase, grabbing at a slim ankle as it kicked the water. Hersea squealed as she was dragged under water but managed to squirm away from him, Kane turned his attention to Merill whose pale buttocks broke the surface of the lake enticingly before she rolled over to let her breasts bob on the surface.
Kane crossed the water in a few quick strokes, surprising Merill who didn’t have time to react. He grabbed one wrist, pulling her into him until the hard points of her nipples grazed against his chest and she stared into his eyes as he wrapped his arms around her slim waist. A smirk appeared on her face as she grabbed his cock underwater, squeezing it and making him jump. At the same time Hersea had crept up behind him and jumped on his back forcing his head underwater. Kane surfaced spluttering and cursing as the women swam away, he gave chase, slowing ass he drew near to them at the shore, watching them kissing each other again.
Merill held Hersea’s head gently as they sucked at each other’s mouths with wanton abandon. With their flesh pressed against each other, nipple to nipple and belly to belly they seemed completely oblivious to Kane. He swam closer, running his hand down both backs and cupping their buttocks with a squeeze.
They broke their kiss and turned to include him, each woman pressing themselves up against his body. He took Hersea’smouth first, his hands roaming over Merill’s wet skin with fervor. Hersea’s slick tongue darted into his mouth sending thrills of passion through him and he sucked at her mouth, massaging her tongue with his own as she moaned into his mouth.
He turned and kissed Merill’s lips then, tasting the sweetness of her mouth as she kissed him back. Kane pulled back and watched as the two women kissed again. With one arm wrapped around each woman Kane dragged them towards the bank and out of the lake, staring at the pair’s dripping skin, flushed with excitement.
Hersea was stroking Merill’s breasts, twisting her nipples and making her moan. She kissed her neck, nuzzling behind her ear as Kane watched in amazement. Merill’s eyes met his and she held her hand out for him to join them.
He started kissing the other side of Merill’s neck, pulling little kisses from her warm skin as her breathing deepened. Grabbing her breast in his hand he ran his thumb over the tip of her solid nipple bringing a moan from her.
“Oh, yes,” she breathed. “Kane,”
He dragged his mouth lower, licking cool water from her skin – collarbone, shoulder – then moved lower, kissing circles around her areola as she scratched his back and arched her own.
Hersea stared at him as they sucked on a nipple each, her hand flowing down Merill’s belly to the patch of hair between her legs. Kane lashed her nipple with his tongue, sucking it into his mouth and grazing across the tip. Merill moaned, tipping her head back and grabbing on to both of them for support.
Hersea had knelt before the standing Merill and was slowly rubbing her clit in circles. Kane moved round behind her and raked his fingers down her back, reaching lower to explore between her legs. She whimpered when he parted her damp flesh, pressing one finger up inside her hot pussy and sliding it as deep as he could get. She was tight, he discovered as he dropped to one knee. Merill leaned back into him as she put one leg over Hersea’s shoulder and moaned her pleasure.
Within a few minutes their combined efforts had brought Merill to the brink of ecstasy and she panted quick little gasps as she came, her pussy gripping and squeezing his fingers as he massaged the spongy area of her g-spot.
Trembling with the feelings that coursed through her, Merill pushedHersea down onto the soft grass, kissing and licking her body. Hersea laid back, spreading her legs wide and rubbing at her own clit while Kane watched. Merill leaned forward, lowering her head between Hersea’s legs and making her cry out.
Kane watched the incredibly erotic sight of Merill lapping and sucking at Hersea’s clit for a few seconds before he felt something touch him. He looked down to see Hersea’s hand grazing up his thigh before reaching for his cock. She pulled him gently towards her and he swallowed nervously as she guided him towards her inviting mouth. Her tongue flashed out, tasting him briefly and his member twitched in response. She grinned up at him as she reached out with her tongue and circled the swollen head. He pushed forward and she took him into her mouth, sucking hard. Kane moaned at the heat coming from her wet mouth and stared down into her blue eyes as she moved her head backwards and forwards. Every time she pulled back he saw her cheeks draw in, feeling the delicious pressure raking over his sensitive head.
Hersea moaned, the sound vibrating through his cock as he gently drove it into her soft mouth. He looked down to see Merill watching them as she licked and lapped at Hersea’s pink clit. Reaching for her he pulled her round towards him and slid his fingers down her ass to rub gently at the hot flesh between her legs. Merill moaned then and he pulled back from Hersea.
Kane looked at the hot, inviting, dampness peeping at him from the round rump of Merill‘s ass and stepped forward, pressing his swollen cock against her. She turned, grinning at him salaciously and giving her ass a little shake. Kane needed no further invitation and threw his head back as he pushed slowly into the warm cave of her pussy.
Tingles ran up the base of his spine and into his throat as her tight wetness engulfed him, she was slippery with excitement and her wetness spurred him on to bury himself as deep as he could inside her. She moaned, her eyes going distant for a few seconds before returning to lap and suck at Hersea’s cunt. Kane pulled slowly out, relishing every twitch of muscle as he did so.
Kane was so excited by this turn of events, two beautiful women wanting him at the same time, that he knew he wouldn’t last long. Pressure was already building deep in his pelvis and his throat was closing, making him moan with every breath.
“Holy shit, that’s good!” He growled as he rocked his hips against her ass.
Merill started to push back, her cunt squeezing him, pulling him in deeper as he fought to control himself. There was nothing for it however and with a yell of pure delight Kane exploded deep inside Merill, splashing hot come over her insides.
He stood there, panting in ecstasy as Merill rolled her hips, milking every last drop of come from him, all the time making Hersea squeal in delight. He pulled out of Merill with a wet pop and dropped to his knees on the soft grass, watching her expert tongue and fingers bring her friend to climax.
Hersea grabbed Merill’s head, forcing it against her as she bucked her hips in orgasm. Her face and chest flushed red as her belly flexed before his eyes and Merill chuckled a throaty laugh.
“Oh God that was intense!” Hersea finally managed.
After a second’s thought she reached for Kane and pulled him across to her. Merill stood and jumped into
the lake again, leaving the pair alone.
“Will you give me pleasure, lord?” She asked.
“Oh, yeah!” Kane growled.
He leaned forward, pressing his lips to the inside of her knee before making his way slowly down her thigh, sucking and kissing as she watched, one lip caught between her teeth. He could smell the heavy scent of her arousal and feel the heat her body gave off before his mouth got anywhere close to touching her.
When it did, her body stiffened, back arching in delight and a high moan escaped her lips. A shiver ran through her as Kane pleasured her in long, slow licks. He pushed his tongue inside her making her gasp, before lapping at the solid bud of her clit. He lapped at her needy little cunt until another orgasm tore through her, sliding his fingers into her as Merill returned.
Water sluiced down her body, dripping onto Hersea when she knelt, straddling her head and lowered her pussy onto Hersea’s face. Khaleen watched, transfixed as Hersea’s tongue probed and explored Merill’s cunt. Merill reached down and gently tugged Hersea’s nipples as Kane started moving his fingers inside her.
Laying on the soft grass, Hersea writhed and moaned into Merill’s pussy from the pleasure Kane gave her. He hooked his fingers up and pressed against the front wall of her tight, hot pussy, grazing her g-spot mercilessly. Hersea’s hips bucked, her pussy grabbing his fingers as she came hard, a little squirt of liquid splashing his face when she ejaculated.
“That’s so fucking hot!” Kane rumbled, massaging his erection.
Ready for more action, Kane positioned himself over Hersea, pressing his cock against her swollen lips. A low moan ground out of her throat as he leaned into her..Hersea’s hot flesh engulfed him, her muscles squeezing his shaft tightly. Kane rolled his hips, thrusting into Hersea deep and fast. Panting as heat broke out across his skin.
His muscles started to tighten, an orgasm building inside him. Kane made an effort to calm himself, slowing his strokes and flexing his internal muscles to ward of his impending climax.
