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Portrait of Drow Chiana in the graveyard:
Cleric Chiana - Shortcuts
Some days feel longer than others. Today had been long enough for Chiana, who had worked for hours dealing with a nasty sickness at one of the smaller farm villages. Five years ago, she had needed help from the local healers after fleeing from the Great Underdark. Her own kin wanted to kill her before she could escape their reach. They certainly tried their best, but Chiana was tougher than they expected.
The Healers of Ywulla restored her body and gave her a new life amongst them. Of course the villagers weren't keen to let her help them at first, but over time Chiana earned their trust and made new friends. In a few years, she learned the ways of healing with herbs, potions and spells.
Returning from one of the villages at night, Chiana decided to take a shortcut through an area that was rumored to be haunted. Many claimed to have seen odd things there, like shadow people moving around, dead souls whispering their crushed hopes, ghosts dancing, and even witchcraft in the old ruins of an abandoned village.
That village had been small, and it's ruins were barely noticeable any more, but legends remain. Old people said the village elders had made pacts with evil spirits, and people started to disappear. Some villagers took matters into their own hands and attacked the elders. They were dragged into the building where it was claimed the pact with dark forces had been formed, and the building was set on fire by the angry villagers. All of the elders were burned to death within that building, but no corpses were found after the fire. After that fiery night, everyone picked up and moved to other villages, and no one returned to that cursed location. Legends said that the ghosts of the elders still roamed the area, waiting to have their revenge on the villagers who burned them alive.
Chiana had heard all the stories about evil spirits, but she didn't believe them. The shortcut would trim an hour from her travel time. If she stayed focused she'd be fine. In the years at the temple, she had learned blessed words that drove dark spirits back, and the darkness of night wasn't a problem, as Drow can see at night just as well as daytime.
This night was dark, and even the moon looked gloomy. Mist covered the ruined village in a soft cloak. What was left of the ruins were only old wooden logs on the ground and a few stones marking the foundations of the buildings. At the center was a field where the Elder's building had been years ago. Chiana’s path led directly across that misty field. As she walked, she started to hear odd whispers.
At first, the sounds were far away, but as she continued, the whispers became louder and much closer. Chiana carried a small healer’s backpack and a short sword on her belt. She was an expert with short swords, and didn't need soldiers to keep her safe, as she could defend herself... if an opponent was a living being. She had pledged to serve the Goddess as a healer. She only used the sword to defend herself and block attacks, but not harm others. She relied on magic and reflexes to help get her out of conflicts.
Chiana finally admitted to herself that this field might be cursed, and picked up her pace.
The ground was uneven and the remains of old buildings lay on the surface. Mist covering everything like it was all some big malicious trap. As much as Chiana tried to move quickly and watch her step, she could not keep her eyes on her surroundings.
Shadows moved in the mist, assessing the capabilities of the visitor, and sensed her magic.
Three spirits attacked, covering her mouth so she could not repel their assault with her blessed words. They knew the healer's magic could drive their dark powers away, and render them powerless, forcing them to stay in the darkest hiding places until they could regain their strength. With the healer's mouth covered, she was unable to speak, and the spirits took more solid, and sinister forms.
Almost faceless, the gray-skinned creatures were slender and tall. One of them pulled Chiana’s arms behind her back, and another took her weapons away. It was a perfect night to feast on both her body and her soul. Soon she'd be another lost soul wandering this cursed field, and nobody could save her. Bony hands moved quickly over her clothes, as these dark creatures had watched her and lusted for her.
Chiana was helpless in their grasp, as quick fingers opened the buttons, belts and straps of her clothes. The creatures took their time, and let her know that she was being undressed piece by piece. All the while, her mouth was kept covered so she couldn't use her spoken magic against them.
One of them held Chiana firmly, as the others inspected her naked body with their bony fingers. She tried to wriggle from their hold, but it was futile. The Drow was stripped naked, as bony hands held her arms and covered her mouth. Other cold fingers started moving over her dark flesh. The cool night air made her nipples harden, and Chiana felt their cold palms massaging her breasts. Another bony hand made it's way downwards.
Chiana almost jumped when she felt cold, bony fingers move over her clit. She tried to fight back, but she was overpowered by the three dark creatures. Her body started to surrender as the groping was causing her to become aroused. She couldn't do anything to prevent the undead hands moving over her body, or block the bony fingers playing with her tender nipples, rubbing her clit and now exploring her pussy.
The hand was removed from her mouth, but before she could use the opportunity to speak her blessed words, she was gagged with a piece of cloth from her own clothing. The gag was tied tightly into place, and despite wriggling hard, Chiana couldn't work it loose. Undead hands continued to move over her body, as the creature's touching and teasing kept her in an aroused state.
Chiana truly hoped they would just kill her, but perhaps even undead spirits couldn't pass up an opportunity to enjoy the body of a lovely lady on a dark night.
She was lifted into the air and carried to the center of the field, where an old stone table stood. It was collecting moss and slowly crumbling, with time and nature it's worst enemies. The stone table had already lost it's stony legs on one side and that made the old stone table ideal for these dark creatures. They carried Chiana to the stone table and laid her upon the slanted surface.
One of the dark minions held her arms above her head, while another creature forced it's way between her legs. Without delay, the undead creature positioned it's hard member at Chiana’s womanhood and began to push inside.
Chiana cried out as best she could, but the gag effectively muffled her.
Even if someone heard the cries, nobody would come to aid her in the haunted glade. Chiana felt the creature's cock push deep inside her, forcing her body to adjust to it's size. The dark creature wasn’t holding back, and focused on taking it's pleasure from the warm, living female. The Drowess felt the cold stony table under her, and strong hands keeping her arms pulled upwards, as one of the faceless undead creatures thrust it's cock into her.
Every time the creature's cock slammed into her, Chiana’s body was pushed upwards on the cold stone table, and she grunted with pain.
The undead creature made no vocalizations at all, with no grunting, panting, or groaning. All that could be heard was Chiana's groans. She felt the creature’s cock move in and out, her pussy responding to the sex all too well, and she realized her body was betraying her. She tried to fight back and force the feelings away, but she lost the battle, and her body started to shudder with pleasure. Chiana was drowning in mixed feelings, as she was ashamed to be naked and violated by these dark minions, but still her body was whispering tales of pleasures.
Then Chiana felt the creature between her legs pick up the pace, as it's thrusts became faster. The faceless creature suddenly stopped, with it's hard pole deep inside as it unloaded it's cursed seed into her. She felt a cold wetness within, and as silently as it had been doing the deed, the undead creature withdrew, leaving her pussy feeling empty.
The undead creature moved aside and let another take it's place. To Chiana the three faceless creatures all looked the same, there wasn't anything that could differentiate between them.
She protested, to no avail. The second undead creature's cock pushed inside, filling her pussy again. This creature was as rough as the first, and ravished her dark body vigorously. Helpless and defenseless in that position, Chiana’s breasts bounced up and down with every thrust, and the cold night air kept her tender nipples hard.
The coldness of the night air was the least of her worries at that moment. She tried to control her feelings and save her energy for a fighting chance, but the arousal of her body wasn't helping. Chiana tried to fight back, to push lust and pleasure out of her mind. It was a hard task, as the undead creature kept the pace of it's thrusting steady and strong. It was then that Chiana realized that these undead beings would be able to do this as long as they wanted. If they decided to keep ravishing her again and again, her mind would be pushed over the limit of what she could take.
The Drowess felt every thrust of the hard cock inside her. She could feel it's veined surface, sinking into her again and again, and making her pussy stretch around it. Chiana can feel the cock's curvature and how it rubbed her inner walls in that way that made her crazy. This faceless monster was ravishing her on that old stone table and filling her pussy again and again with it's hard tool, and all she could do was bite her gag.
She didn't even notice that the other dark minion had released her arms. She kept her arms above her head and held onto the edge of the stone table.
As her body trembled with strong waves of pleasure, the second creature unloaded his seed within her. Then the third creature was ready to take it's share of their prize, but wanted to take her in a different position. He turned Chiana over on the stone table, and pushed itself between her knees. Roughly handled, Chiana felt her naked hips and breasts pressed against the stone table as the creature pushed it's cold, undead cock into her pussy from behind.
The third beast took it's time with her.
Soon Chiana noticed her body answering to every thrust.
She turned her head and pressed her cheek into the stone table as her hips pushed back against this dark minion. Chiana's body had betrayed her, and part of her mind demanded she give up and enjoy the pleasure, to let go and take the hard cock deep into her pussy again and again, and submit to these demanding creatures. Their strength was unnatural, and their perfectly sized cocks and steady pace easily kept her mind unbalanced.
Chiana lay against the stone table and moaned with arousal and shame.
Her body gave up so easily and she didn't have the energy to fight back anymore. These beasts would take whatever they want from her, fill her with their cursed seeds and leave her powerless. Her body shook with waves of pleasure that seemed to just get bigger and bigger, while Chiana's mind became weaker moment by moment. Her pussy squeezed the perfectly sized undead cock as her hips shook in orgasm.
As she finally felt herself drowning in waves of pleasure, the third beast stopped and pulled it's undead cock out. She was turned over, and sat on the ground, leaning back against the stone table's slanted surface as her body trembled with pleasure. As a final insult to her body's betrayal, the third creature squirted it's slimy load over her face. Strands of gray seed striped Chiana’s dark face, as if the creature wanted to mark her as belonging to them. Then it stepped back to survey it's work.
Chiana sat on the ground, propped against the slanted stone table in the position she had been left in. The Drowess felt the slimy semen on her face oozing from her chin to dribble on her chest. She was tired, hurting and completely humiliated by these dark minions. All three creatures looked at her defeat, and in that moment it seemed that they were all laughing to her.
She was weak and beaten, so one of the creatures removed the gag from her lips and considered using her mouth as another hole to pleasure itself, before dispatching the female. One of them drew a black knife from it's sheath, and prepared to stab it into her heart to seal her fate.
Chiana put everything she had left of her strength into crying out the Blessed Words of the Goddess, that were her only weapons against these dark minions.
The Words struck the dark creatures hard. They were drained of their powers, and their bodies disintegrated, forcing the weakened spirits to flee into the darkest hiding places they could find. They could do no more harm to Chiana.
For a moment, the whole field was filled with the painfully cries of the dark spirits as they were forced to flee for their lives. They lost their powers, bodies and ability to rise on the plain of the living. Now they had to start over, collect their strength, form new bodies and plan for revenge.
Cleric Chiana's adventures continue...
Cleric Chiana - Shortcuts
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