Ashe and the Glass Sword

by KuroKoneko Kamen

  His thoughts went to Julie and how he’d wanted to make the strange girl some sort of present in thanks for everything she’d done for him. I never did find the time to make it. Ashe thought sadly. There were still things he needed to do. People he needed to see. He couldn’t die just yet.

  Ashe tried to resist the effects of the aphrodisiac - a futile effort. His arousal was growing more and more painful as the minutes ticked by slowly, just like Doriana had said. He felt like he was slowly losing his mind. And for some odd reason his thoughts kept straying to Julie. “Julie…” he groaned.

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  Juleka’s enchanted pumpkin carriage ended up taking her to Lady Doriana Gray’s house in Apple City. The Tudor-style house had a sloping roof and a crooked chimney. There was a small front garden, but all of the roses were withered up and black. “So…Ashe is inside this house,” Juleka mused aloud.

  The carriage was small enough to pass through the opening in the picket fence that surrounded Doriana’s property and it headed for the back of the house. The carriage came to a stop before one of the back windows.

  Juleka exited the carriage, stealthily made her way to the window, and peered inside. She let out a relieved breath when she saw that the room was empty. Since the carriage had stopped right there, however, this meant that Ashe must be in the room directly above this one. Juleka looked up at the second floor window. He must be in there.

  Luckily, the back wall of the house was covered with ivy. Juleka grabbed onto the ivy and began the painstaking process of climbing the wall. After Rapunzel’s Tower…this is almost easy! Juleka thought.

  Once she’d reached the second floor window she pushed at it. The window happened to be unlocked, and it swung open. Juleka pulled herself up onto the windowsill and then hopped down into the bedroom. A single lit candelabrum was casting a flickering golden light around the room and illuminated the figure on the bed.

  Juleka’s gaze went to the figure, and she realized it was a naked man. A flush rose to her cheeks and she wondered if she had the right room. Then, as Juleka’s eyes adjusted to the dim light she was able to make out the man’s silvery hair and golden eyes. “Ashe!” she gasped out before running over to the bed.

  Once she was standing right next to the bed Juleka noticed that Ashe’s wrists and ankles had been secured to the bed using leather straps. Also, now that she was closer the flickering candlelight revealed the scars that covered Ashe’s entire body. Juleka’s expression turned horrified. “Those scars…! Oh, Ashe, what have they done to you?”

  Juleka was so distracted by the sight of the scars that covered Ashe’s entire body that she didn’t notice his aroused state.

  Ashe turned to look at Juleka with glazed, hooded eyes filled with lust. “Doriana?”

  Doriana? Juleka thought, a frown forming on her face. As in the Lady Doriana Gray? Is this her house? Oh, dear. How did Ashe fall into that spider’s web? “No. It’s me…Julie.”

  “My stalker?” Ashe asked in a husky voice.

  “Yes, that’s right. Julie the stalker.” Juleka’s tone of voice was bittersweet.

  Ashe’s entire body relaxed at Juleka’s words. “Thank goodness. It’s only little Julie.” A dazed look settled over Ashe’s face and he turned to stare at Julie again. “Please, I need…” he trailed off uncertainly.

  “Need what?” Juleka asked, moving closer to the bed.

  “I need you to touch me,” Ashe admitted softly.

  Juleka sucked in a surprised breath. This situation was like one out of her wildest daydreams. Ashe had actually asked, no, pleaded for her to touch him. It was unreal. And how could she possibly deny his request? She swallowed nervously. “Alright.” Juleka moved onto the bed until she was kneeling on the mattress directly next to Ashe.

  Juleka swallowed nervously as she stared down at Ashe’s leanly muscled chest. Her hands twitched with her desire to touch him. I’m going to get to touch Ashe! When she placed both her hands over Ashe’s firm pecs they both gasped at the physical contact.

  Juleka’s hands started to tremble as she ran them over Ashe’s chest, exploring his compact muscles, and then down over his six-pack abs. Juleka felt the same giddiness she obtained after drinking three glasses of wine. Ashe let out little moans of pleasure as she touched him, and growing bolder by his positive reaction to her touch Juleka began to feel up his thighs. She’d been studiously ignoring his crotch, and was too shy to even look at his manhood.

  Juleka knew it was wrong for her to be doing this. So wrong. She told herself sternly. Oh, why does it feel so right? Obviously, there was something wrong with Ashe. Had he been cursed by some evil magic spell? She should be trying to free him from the spell…not touch him like this against his will.

  But…Juleka couldn’t help taking advantage of this situation to touch the object of her desires so freely. Ashe was restrained and at her mercy, and just the thought of it made Juleka shiver with desire.

  After her thorough inspection of Ashe’s body and all its musculature Juleka was sure she’d be able to paint nude portraits of Ashe. Well, of course, she’d have to look at his manhood in order to be able to do an accurate interpretation. This was for the sake of art!

  Juleka chickened out at the last second and hesitated upon looking at his crotch. Instead, she started to pay attention to Ashe’s scars and traced her fingers gently over them.

  Ashe flinched at her touch. “Ugly…hideous…damaged…” he moaned in despair.

  Juleka shook her head at Ashe fervently. “No! You’re not ugly. You’re so beautiful. Those scars show what you are - a strong warrior.”

  “Julie,” Ashe panted, giving her a beseeching look. “Please, touch me.”

  Juleka’s brow furrowed in confusion. “But I am touching you.”

  Ashe let out a frustrated grunt and bucked his hips. “No. I need you to touch my cock.”

  Juleka’s cheeks flamed beneath her mask at Ashe’s bold request. Oh, my! Did he really know what he was asking? When will I ever get another chance like this? Juleka thought to herself before gathering her courage and finally letting her gaze lower to his manhood.

  Ashe’s cock was larger than she’d thought it would be. It was flushed pink from his arousal, and Juleka noted a vein throbbing on its side. A drop of precum was glistening at its mushroom-head tip beckoning Juleka to have a taste of Ashe’s desire for her.

  Juleka started to salivate at the sight of Ashe’s erection, and heat pooled between her legs. She reached out and tentatively wrapped her hand around Ashe’s pulsing length. “Like this?”

  Ashe threw his head back, moaned, and bucked his hips into her hand. “Yes! More.” Juleka experimentally moved her hand up and down Ashe’s cock. A minute later, Ashe let out a frustrated noise at Juleka’s slow pace. “Faster,” he urged her. Juleka complied and quickened her pace, stroking his cock faster. Ashe sighed. “Not enough. I need more. Your mouth. I want your mouth on me, Julie.”

  The way Ashe said her name (or rather her fake name) sent a shiver up Juleka’s spine. She’d never heard Ashe’s voice sound like this before - so deep, husky and full of lust.

  “Please,” Ashe added, breaking Juleka from her thoughts. She nibbled on her lower lip. In order to carry out Ashe’s request she’d have to take off her unicorn mask. And if she did that Ashe would see her strange looking eyes. At least, he wouldn’t know it was the face of Princess Juleka Glass. So what did it really matter?

  This secret of hers couldn’t be kept forever anyways. And was she really going to let this opportunity pass her by? Once Ashe regained his senses he wouldn’t want her anywhere near him. This could be her only chance to taste Ashe.

  With a trembling hand Juleka reached up, removed her unicorn mask, and set it down on the bed. She looked shyly down at Ashe, and their eyes met.

  Ashe’s eyes widened as he stared into her blue eyes with flecks of silver in them, and he gave her a delirious smile. “Your eyes are so…sparkly. They’re very pretty.”

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p; A pink-tinge rose to Juleka’s cheeks, and she offered Ashe a tremulous smile. She moved between his spread legs and crawled closer on her hands and knees. Once she was close enough she reached out, wrapped her hand around Ashe’s erection, and guided it to her mouth as she leaned forward.

  At first, she let just the tip of his cock inside of her mouth, and then licked and sucked at it. Juleka and Ashe both moaned. Juleka had moaned because she’d finally gotten to taste Ashe’s desire, and had been able to satiate her brewing curiosity. And Ashe had moaned because of the pleasure Juleka was giving him.

  Ashe’s arousal was finally starting to feel less painful. “Yes. More. Julie,” Ashe begged, his voice tinged with desperation as he bucked his hips.

  Juleka carefully took more of Ashe’s cock into her mouth until the tip of his cock hit the back of her throat. It tickled in a strange way, and she almost gagged, and yet it felt strangely good to have Ashe’s cock so deep inside of her.

  When Juleka’s nose pressed against Ashe’s silvery pubic hair, Juleka breathed in deep of Ashe’s musky scent. He smelled like sandalwood and exotic spices.

  Juleka looked up and caught Ashe’s gaze. She was surprised by the awed, intent look on Ashe’s face. In that moment, Juleka suddenly felt powerful. She had Ashe’s complete and undivided attention, and not only that he was somehow vulnerable in this moment. With confidence, she started to move her mouth over his cock while never breaking eye contact.

  Ashe started to pant for breath, and he bucked his hips in an attempt to thrust his cock deeper into Juleka’s mouth. His restraints prevented Ashe from doing so, however. Ashe let out a grunt of frustration and clenched his hands into fists.

  Juleka continued to lick and suck Ashe’s cock, using her tongue to massage the underside of his cock until Ashe’s toes curled in ecstasy. At this point, Ashe’s limbs were trembling from the mind-numbing pleasure Juleka was giving him.

  Ashe couldn’t keep his eyes off the gorgeous woman, who was sucking his cock. His savior. Who is she? She’s not Lady Doriana. Where did she come from? Is this a dream?

  Juleka increased her speed and wrapped her hand around the base of Ashe’s cock to help coax him to orgasm. It didn’t take long to push Ashe over the edge. He cried out, and came down Juleka’s throat.

  Ashe’s brow furrowed in confusion as the wave of pleasure swept over him. He’d never experience an orgasm before, and this fiery, intense pleasure would take some getting used to.

  Juleka eagerly swallowed his come, and only once his cock had turned flaccid did she remove her mouth from him. She looked at Ashe and licked her puffy, red lips. “Yum.”

  Ashe was smiling at her as he came down from his orgasm high until he started to come back to his senses. With startling clarity he began to realize that this was no dream. This was actually happening.

  Ashe gaped down at the stunning woman, who was still between his legs - the woman who’d just sucked him off! She wasn’t Doriana. “Who the fuck are you?” Ashe demanded, his golden eyes flashing.

  To be continued in…Chapter 8:

  Chapter 8:

  “It’s me…Julie. Your stalker,” Juleka explained with a nervous tremor to her voice while she was still on her hands and knees on the bed.

  “Little Julie…!” Ashe closed his eyes and groaned. “Oh, what have I done?” He flushed as he remembered begging Julie to touch him, and to use her mouth on him. He’d been a slave to his lust. “You’re just a child, and I-!”

  “I’m not a child,” Juleka interrupted him with a huff. “I really don’t know what gave you that idea to begin with. I’m a young woman. I’ll have you know I’m twenty-three-years old!”

  “Twenty-three? But…” Ashe glanced down at her chest.

  Juleka self-consciously covered her petite breasts with her hands. “So I’m a little underdeveloped for my age.” She pouted. “And I suppose I don’t have enormous breasts like Lady Doriana Gray! If that’s who you’re comparing me to. Hmph!”

  “Lady Doriana Gray,” Ashe muttered before a horrified look settled over his face. “Fuck!” Ashe suddenly remembered everything that had happened at Lady Doriana’s home all the way up to being tied up to the bed and drugged. “Doriana…she…! Julie, you need to get the hell out of here. It’s dangerous.”

  “No,” Juleka said stubbornly. “I won’t leave. Not until you tell me what the hell is going on. First of all…who did this to you?” She ran a finger over one of his scars. “Was it Lady Doriana?”

  “No. It was…someone else,” Ashe hedged.

  “Tell me who,” Juleka insisted in a firm tone.

  “No.”

  “If you don’t tell me I’ll…” Juleka trailed off as she tried to think of something to threaten Ashe with. But seeing him tied down to the bed was only giving her lewd ideas. “Touch you against your will.” She leaned over Ashe’s body and began to kiss his scars one by one.

  Ashe flinched. “Stop that. They’re…ugly.”

  “Hm. I don’t think so,” Juleka said. “They’re like…badges of courage.”

  “You’re a very strange girl,” Ashe said, but there was a note of fondness to his voice.

  “I know.” Juleka placed a trail of kisses down his body as she headed towards his crotch.

  When Ashe’s cock twitched with interest, he caved. “Okay. Stop. It was Lord Christian Tremaine and his sons!”

  “Christian the loan shark?” Juleka pulled back to give Ashe a scrutinizing look. “And why did they do this to you?”

  “As punishment for when I failed in my duties as their…” Ashe swallowed and forced himself to continue. “Slave.”

  “You’re a slave!” Juleka blurted out in shock.

  “I wasn’t always a slave,” Ashe growled, his golden eyes flashing. “My mother sold me off to Lord Tremaine to settle her gambling debt.”

  “That’s awful,” Juleka said softly.

  A fierce, determined expression formed on Ashe’s face. “I plan to pay the debt and buy my freedom back.”

  Juleka’s brow furrowed in bewilderment. “But if you’re Lord Tremaine’s slave then how did you end up here at Lady Doriana Gray’s house?”

  Ashe flushed out of embarrassment. “I fell for a trap. This is my punishment. Lord Tremaine loaned me to Lady Doriana to punish me as she saw fit.”

  “Punish?” Juleka shivered. “What did she do to you?” Her gaze lingered on Ashe’s wounded shoulder.

  Ashe smiled crookedly at the worried expression on Juleka’s face. “She just made me clean. But then I discovered…” Ashe trailed off as he remembered how he’d discovered that Doriana Gray happened to be a member of The League of Villains. And not only that, he’d also discovered the weakness to her immortality - a cursed portrait.

  “What?” Juleka prodded curiously.

  “Nothing,” Ashe said. He decided it would be much too dangerous for Julie to know about all that. “On a whim, Lady Doriana decided to drug me with an aphrodisiac so I would be begging for her by tomorrow morning. She wants to break me and turn me into her obedient, submissive sex slave.”

  “She wanted to take advantage of you,” Juleka began, a guilty look flashing across her face. “Instead, I did. I’m so sorry, Ashe. I couldn’t help myself. I wanted to touch you so badly. Taste you, so badly. I couldn’t resist the temptation. I did those things against your will. I’m a monster.” Juleka hung her head in shame.

  Ashe was surprised and touched by Juleka’s guilty reaction. He considered himself to be equally responsible for what had happened between them, even if he had been delirious with lust. Juleka had been an innocent young woman, and he’d tainted some of her innocence with his lewd, selfish demands. “It…wasn’t against my will. I wanted you. You’re so beautiful. Your eyes…are like diamonds.”

  Juleka’s head snapped up, and she shot Ashe an incredulous yet hopeful look. “Really? Oh, Ashe…I love you. Let me help you. Let me free you. Let me save you!”

  A confused frown formed on Ashe’s face. �
��Save me? You’re just a little girl. Er, young woman. What could you do? My only hope is to fight in the Glass Coliseum and earn enough money to buy back my freedom from Lord Tremaine. What I need isn’t love…it’s riches.”

  Juleka’s hopeful expression turned determined. “I can give you what you want. I can give you riches beyond your wildest imaginings.” Juleka moved off the bed and searched around the bedroom until she discovered a letter opener sitting on a small desk. She picked it up, walked back over to Ashe’s bedside, and raised the sharp letter opener high over her head.

  Ashe flinched, assuming she was going to bring the letter opener down upon him like all the others. Everyone apparently loved hurting and ridiculing him.

  Instead, Juleka stabbed her own arm with the letter opener, and let out a small whimper of pain.

  Ashe’s jaw dropped at the unexpected sight. “Julie? What the fuck are you doing?”

  Juleka collapsed onto Ashe’s chest. She gathered her strength to push herself up so that she could stare down at Ashe with teary, sparkling blue eyes. Juleka twisted the letter opener and flinched in pain. “Watch this.” She blinked and tears fell from her eyes. As her tears fell down through the air they transformed into blue diamonds.

  The diamonds landed on Ashe’s chest where they glittered. Ashe stared down at the little diamonds sitting on his bare chest in shock. “What the hell?”

  “I was born with this curse,” Juleka revealed. “My tears turn into diamonds. But maybe it isn’t a curse, but a blessing if I can help you buy back your freedom from Lord Tremaine this way.” Ashe was so unnerved by this situation that he was unable to form an immediate response. “How much is your debt? How many diamonds will you need to be free?”

  Ashe saw that Juleka was about to twist the letter opener again, and snapped out of his stunned stupor. “No! Stop it! You’re being crazy!”