A Sticky Situation - Chapter 4

Chapter 4

You know how in most stories, the hero is full of bulging muscles and no brains, and simply wades into a fight with eight or more guys, and he just whacks off all their limbs and emerges with just a scratch?

Well, that doesn't happen in real life, folks. I was going up against the-gods-only-knew how many ogres. Like I said, thanks to my half-breed giant blood, I can hold my own against one ogre... two at a pinch, though that's really pushing it. But there's no way I can go against an entire gang of ogres all by my lonesome. I'd have to watch my step and use my brains to get out of this one.

Following Jade and her ogre bodyguard wasn't all that hard. It was late, the streets were clear... and I had an eight-foot ogre to trail. I would have to be an idiot to lose them.

Of course, just thinking that gave me another thought. It was late. Very late... two hours past midnight. Any lone traveller out on Tunfaire's streets was just begging to be robbed. Those two wouldn't have any problem. No footpad in his right (or unright) mind would want to tangle with an ogre. I certainly wouldn't have any problem taking care of myself, but tangling with thieves would definitely cost me time. I'd probably lose their trail.

Hmm.

I looked up. Above the roofs, the moon was scudding behind some clouds... wait-a-minute. The roofs. Of course!

Now this part of Tunfaire consists mainly of tenement buildings. Ugly, square structures that exist only to cram as many people as it can hold into the smallest possible space. But the main attraction for me was that they didn't have any sloped or shingled roofs. They were flat... probably so the builders could save some money. The rooftops looked like the best place for me at the moment.

I made my way to the lowest building around, a three story shoplot.

Gathering my leg muscles, I jumped up.

Shit! My cloak got tangled up in my legs and I only managed to save myself from a nasty fall by grabbing hastily at a nearby window ledge.

I removed my cloak as soon as I had pulled myself onto the ledge and remembered I'd dropped my brass bra back at Kitty's. Damn. The silky wisps between my legs would have to go too. They could tangle me up at an inconvenient time. I used one of them to tie my long, thick hair in a ponytail. I stripped off all the gew-gaws and fake jewellery, leaving only my highly decorated armbands on. I even removed those flimsy sandals. They were worse than useless. That left me almost as naked as the day I was born.

After bundling all my things together in the cloak and stashing it in an inconspicuous corner up there on the roof, I ran on.

Ahhh... it felt great not to be encumbered by all that clothing! The chill night air felt pleasant on my bare skin, being brought up on the cold mountain slopes where the fire giants lived. Let's see... they were headed west the last time I checked.

I ran right to the edge of the roof and leaped two stories up... made my way to the end of that roof and jumped down one story... oohh... a plank. I ran across it to the next rooftop and... bingo! I had my quarry in sight again. They were heading west, away from Ogre Town. I breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Tunfaire was a human city, most races had staked out a territory within for their own. The ogres had Ogre Town. The dwarves had Dwarf House, which wasn't so much a house as an entire complex. The ratmen... well, you get the idea. I certainly didn't relish the thought of going in all alone into Ogre Town after Jade and her boyfriend. You see, human or not, the other races were certainly human-like in very predictable ways. Try any funny stuff in what they considered their territory and you'd probably spend the rest of eternity pushing up daisies on Cemetary Hill.

So, I continued following the ogre and Jade, jumping across roof ledges and rooftops with comparative ease, given the strength of my muscles although I did have to make a nasty twelve-foot leap across a huge courtyard of some rich bastard who - for some unknown reason - decided to build his mansion in this lower-class part of town.

They were heading to a more run-down area... oh, gods, not the Bustee! That part of Tunfaire made the slums look like high-class tenements. But they turned off, and entered a five story building instead. May the giant gods be praised... for once! The buildings here were very close together - most just having a five-foot alleyway separating them.

Now, which apartment would they be in?

At this time of night, most folks would be asleep. In fact, lamps only burned in two of the building's many windows. One was a writer, scribbling feverishly on stacks of parchment by the light of a flickering candle. The other... oh, yes! Oil lamps, no less, all over the place. Ogres slumped or slouched with wineskins in their massive paws.

Remember I told you the buildings were only about five feet apart? Well, I managed to find a window, with the wooden shutters conveniently open. No expensive glass in this part of town!

I settled my bare bum on the window sill and I could see and hear almost everything that went on in the next room.

Ok, let's see... There was only the one room, although the room was fairly large. It held a cheap table with four chairs, a dresser that had seen its peak twenty years ago, and a double bed. A sack of coins was on the table, the contents splilling out. Gold, silver, copper. That must be... I did some quick calculation... holy coffers! ...close to a hundred marks there! Two years of wages for a labourer! That was one night's take? Jade was certainly bringing home the gold!

Six ogres were passed out in that room. Four on the chairs and two on the floor, all of them dead drunk. Only one was still standing -Jade's escort. And he was doing his best to catch up with his friends in the drinking activity. Another ogre was lying on the bed, and there was Jade, lying between his thighs as she sucked and licked his big ogre cock.

I strained to listen to what she was saying.

"Oh, Skredli (now, that was a common name for ogres... the equivalent Smith for humans) it was fantastic!" *Suck* "They fucked all my holes and they even pissed on me!" *Lick*

The ogre rumbled. He sounded pleased.

"I'm so glad I learned all about how we've oppressed the lower classes."

Huh?

"I never knew how wrong it was, to take advantage of the poor and disenfranchised like daddy and all the nobles have been doing for the last two hundred years... Mmmmm..." *Slurp, gobble, gobble*

Wow, Jade certainly matched my deep-throating skill. Not many girls can slip a ten-inch cock down their throats. But her comments had me croggled. What the hell...?

Jade came up for breath, "If it wasn't for Martha and Jeanine and Charity sharing all that... subversive underground literature with me, I'd never have learned all about Goodman Marks' and his theories about equality..." *Suck* "...and egalitarianism..." *Swallow, suck* "...and the classless society..."

Ye gods, she was good! She sucked cock better than the best pro I'd ever known. Too bad the rest of her brain was numb. What was she maundering on about?

"...and how high class nobles should make up for all our years of oppression... Ahhh-ohhhh..." She had abruptly stopped her cock sucking and clambered onto her boyfriend, lowering her cum-slick cunt onto his wet hard-on.

Bouncing up and down on his cock, she continued. "And I'm so glad I met you at that secret underground meeting and you told me how I could do my part to pay back the downtrodden masses, you little darling, you!" She stopped to kiss the ogre.

Yikes. I'd heard ogres called many things, but 'little darling' most indisputably wasn't one of them! I was beginning to wonder if Miss Argent was, like so many high-born nobles, a bit weak in the brain from all that in-breeding.

"I just love letting them ...uhhh! ...use me any way they want to slake their lusts... It's so... Uhhh! ...satisfying. And I can begin to pay back what we owe them for so long... ooohhhh, deeper, baby, deeper!" Jade was really slamming Skredli's cock into her abused pussy.

I have to mention that the bed was situated such that everyone in the room - those that were still sober, anyway - and myself on the window ledge outside, had a very good view of what she was doing. Especially since she was facing his feet (and us) while she was fucking him.

What she was saying was beginning to make a weird kind of sense. If I got it right, Jade saw it as her 'obligation' to make up for how her father and others like him had taken advantage of the poor. Obviously, she couldn't pay back the massive amounts of money they'd been squeezed out of. So she prostituted herself instead.

"Oh, Skredli... today, I had two of them fucking my cunt... at the same time! And I had this guys... he's a handless cripple... shove his arm all the way inside my pussy... oohhh... yes, baby... don't stop, I'm gonna cum soon!"

Skredli was holding her hips now and fucking up into her as she bounced. Her pussy lips and clit disappeared inside her with each downward thrust, then bulged out again as she rose on his cum-slicked cock.

"And I cleaned all their assholes like you told me to... ohhh, deeper, darling! Deeper! ...and all twelve of them came up and fucked me... Ahhhhh!"

Skredli had lifted her completely off his cock, and used one hand to position his wet ogre cock at her anus. Then as she settled down onto his shaft again, he rammed his cock into her ass.

"Ahhhh... oh, yes! fuck my ass, baby, just like they fucked my ass... Cum inside me... It feels so good when you cum inside me. Just like how I let everyone of those beggars and lepers and cripples cum inside and get me pregnant... oh, I love it! I love it! ...uhhh...uhhh.... uhhh!!!"

Damn me to hell and back again. Jade was obviously one of those zealous, do-gooder high-class types that you see doing charity work in the Bledsoe hospital and the prisons. It's just that she sure picked the strangest method to do it with.

"Awwww, baby! Fuck my ass! make me cum good!" The clenched, rubbery opening of her sphincter clung tightly to the ogre's invading cock as it pistoned in and out. The ten inches of the ogre's cum-stained phallus easily sank into the depths of her bowels.

Oh, shit. The horny bitch was getting me hot again. Some of the other ogres had been roused out of their drunken stupor by her cries of passion, and were looking at the fucking couple on the bed. I levered myself off the window ledge and into the dark room. Then, leaning over the window ledge as far as I could to catch the action inside, I started frigging my clit. I hate using my fingers. It's so... unsatisfying. I'd have to have a session with Tweedledum and Tweedledee when I got back to the Pink Pussy.

Imagine that you're all alone in a dark room. You're looking out the window at your neighbours fucking. You're finger fucking yourself for all you're worth, when suddenly you feel a pair of hands grab your hips from behind.

Would you be surprised? Would you nearly have died of a heart attack?

You bet I was! I almost jumped out of my skin. Of course, all I got from my giant heritage was strength. It's the dwarves that can see in the dark, and the pointy-ears (that's the elves to you) that can hear a fart a mile away. So can you blame me if I thought the room I had entered was empty?

I swung round, all set to knock the foolish idiot to hell and gone and saw it was actually a ratman.

Well, I've said it before and I'll say it again. I'll fuck anything and everything that has a cock, but ratmen are really pushing things to the limit. Ratmen are the descendants of one of the less successful experimental strains of two centuries back, when life magics were the rage and anybody who could diddle up a spell was fucking around trying to create new forms. They'd been inordinately fond of messing with rats. None of those idiots are remembered today but their creations are with us still, running around in the most disreputable parts of Tunfaire, doing all the shit work no one else wants to do. I'd never really taken a good look at one before, and this was my chance, because he was - unusually for ratmen - stark naked.

This ratman was pretty short, around four and a half feet, with patches of fur all over the place. He looked like an amalgam of human and rat, with a long snout, long whiskers, a four foot tail and legs that... well, imagine if a rat were to walk on its hind legs. Well, that's what this guy's legs looked like. And behind him, I saw two more. They were holding on to their cocks, masturbating like crazy while the ratman holding me was jerking his hips so that his cock was brushing against my thighs.

A sudden burst of inspiration hit me, and I have to tell you, when I get one, it's a real doozy. These three must have been coming up here every night to this abandoned room, peeking in on Jade and the ogres. That's probably how the poor guys got off because there are precious few whores in Tunfaire, even over at Kitty's - which was the last stop for most of them - who would fuck ratmen. I guess I'm one of the few, and I had to be really in the mood to do it.

Luckily for these guys, I was.

"You know, sneaking up on a girl like that is the fastest way to get your throat cut," I told the ratman who was trying to hump my thighs.

"Heh," he said in that funny snuffling way that all ratmen talk. I guess their snout makes it hard to talk proper human languages. "Therre arrre thrrree of usss and one of you... you cannot rresisst."

Well, that got me mad faster than a thirteen year old boy getting his rocks off for the first time. I may have a hot pussy but I'm not going to let anyone get away with thinking he can threaten me that way. It's bad for the rep. If I'm going to fuck, it'll be on my own terms.

I grabbed the idiot ratman by the scruff of his throat and hoisted him up into the air. He went up squealing, his hind legs kicking ineffectually as he struggled to escape. The other two stopped jerking themselves and tried to rush me. I grabbed another one with my free hand and kicked the remaining ratman hard in his stomach. He sank to his knees, wheezing as he tried to get the air back into his lungs. His tail lashed about wildly. I didn't kick him in his balls because I wanted those to be in good working order.

Then I casually turned and stuck the two ratmen out of the window. They stopped struggling and I think one even wet himself.

"Not a good idea, boys," I warned them, placing my heel on the throat of the ratman on the floor, "unless you want to find out if a rat-bred can survive a twenty foot drop."

They chittered indecisively.

"Oh, stop thinking with your balls and listen to me."

Their whiskers quivered.

"Now you've discovered that I can rressisst... right?" I shook them for emphasis and took some satisfaction in their prompt nods. "But I'm feeling generous today. So let me tell you how things are going to be. I am going to fuck you... and you'd better be able to satisfy me or I might just throw you out of the window anyways. Understand?"

More nods.

"Right," I said as I tossed them back into the room.

I picked up the ratman who was still trying to breathe and made him bend over, forcing the air back into his lungs. Looking over my shoulder, I checked up on Jade. Skredli must have finished with her, because she was trying to get the other ogres to fuck her. Only three were awaken and up to the task, the others being too piss drunk and passed out. She was fucking all three at once. Lucky bitch.

"Now then," I turned to my trio. "It's my turn."

Continued in Chapter 5

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