Miriam's Dance with Rogues - Chapter 2

Chapter 2

As I walked a few steps down the road, I heard the cabin door open again and saw Rolin stepping out. He had a knap sack on his back and carried a sturdy hunting bow along with a quiver of arrows. I turned around and waited for him. His eyes lit up happily when he saw me waiting for him.

I watched him walk toward me. I noticed he was about my height, a little taller. "You're leaving?" I asked.

"Yeah. My dad - well he won't be happy when he finds out I ruined his chance of moving into the city. He's threatened to kick me out several times already, so..."

I turned and began walking, gesturing to Rolin to walk with me. "Where will you go?"

"Uhm... I was actually wondering if I could travel with you?" he said, a note of insecurity entering his voice. "It's no big deal. If you don't want to I mean. I have somewhere else I could go to." He added hurriedly.

I could tell his last statement was a lie. He had probably lived most of his life in the cabin and knew little of the world other then foresting. In addition, I was the reason he had to leave the cabin and his current life. Plus, he was good in bed after he overcame his initial inexperience. I had reached orgasm countless times during the hours he had ravaged me. Much better staying power compared to his father.

I flashed him a bright smile. "You can stay with me until we reach the city."

He grinned happily. "I'll help you out. I can shoot pretty well. I won't get in your way. You'll see."

I reached out and held his hand to reassure him. "I know you won't. I'd take you along just for your culinary skills anyways. Do you know which way Ojak went to meet that old Joe fellow?"

Rolin pointed into the trees. "Father probably cut through the trees to get there. Otherwise, it would have taken a full day and he wouldn't have said he'd be back by afternoon."

"Good. Do you think you could shoot something for our lunch today?"

Rolin straightened his back and began to pay attention to his surroundings. "I'll try. It really depends on whether anything runs our way."

I could tell by the slight upturning of his lip and his erect posture that he liked feeling needed. That he wanted me to depend on him.

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We traveled down the muddy road till evening. Rolin had managed to shoot a rabbit which we shared over a small fire when we stopped for lunch. I had managed to spear a crippled buck which Rolin now carried over his shoulders. The trees had begun to thin around us when Rolin pointed out a good spot to make camp.

Rolin pointed out a narrow dirt track. "That path leads to a stream. We should camp near the water."

"Won't the water attract animals? Or other people?" I asked as I followed Rolin down the path.

Rolin gave me a reassuring smile. "There aren't any dangerous animals in this region and the bandits don't like to wander this far into the wilderness. Not enough people to rob on these roads. Only the locals really know of this area anyways."

I looked around as we reached a clearing next to a stream of water. "Your father? Ojak? Would he know of this area?"

"Yeah. But we've been walking almost all day, and we have a good head start. I don't really think he'd chase after us anyways. He took you when you were asleep before. But you're awake now, and you look like you know how to use that spear."

I nodded as I bent over to pick up a piece of wood. "True. Do you have any experience with weapons other than the bow?"

"Other than how to swing an axe to chop down trees. No. I did always want a sword."

I grinned at Rolin mischievously as I noticed him eyeing the top of my breasts. "You have a sword. A large and tasty one."

I grinned as his sword began to jump to attention. "Now stop ogling me and help me gather wood for our fire."

Soon, we had a large fire going despite the warmth of the evening. The buck meat was cooking on an improvised wooden frame that Rolin had taught me how to construct. While Rolin cooked, I went to the stream and began to fill our water skins.

As I bent down to fill them, my eyes were drawn to a broken leather strap. It looked to have been there for some time, as it was partially covered with dirt. Pulling out the strap I saw that it was long, about five feet with a two inch width. Shiny silver rivets studded the entire leather strap with a circular silver buckle attached to the end of one side of the strap. The other side of the strap looked torn, no doubt the reason the strap had been discarded. The designs on the buckle were those often used by rich nobility from my birth city. I quickly filled the rest of the bottles and brought the leather strap to Rolin.

I knelt next to him as I placed the water skins behind us. "Do you recognize the designs on these buckle? Have you ever noticed them anywhere?"

He reached out and took the leather strap to inspect them. "Nope. They look exotic. Why?"

"Those designs look similar to the ones used in my city by nobles. It's likely that one of the servants or soldiers of the man I'm chasing discarded this strap here when it broke. That means they were probably camping here."

Rolin nodded and handed the leather strap back to me. "How long has it been here?"

"I don't know. But I'd estimate, maybe a few weeks?"

"What's it used for anyways?" he asked as he went back to tending his cooking.

"It's part of a leather harness used to tie a team of horses together to a wagon."

"So this man you're after, he's a noble?"

I ran my hand through my hair, trying to straighten the tangled curls. "Yes. Or at least, he used to be. He's undoubtedly carrying lots of wealth with him though."

Rolin gave me a wicked grin. "If he went to Betancuria using this road with a filled wagon, you can be sure the bandits outside Betancuria stopped him. And probably robbed him too."

Dinner proved to be better today than what Rolin had cooked last night. We sat on the ground facing each other across the fire. Rolin had moved the wooden frame that he used to cook the meat. The frame was made of wooden poles tied together. There was basically, one long piece of wood with two legs attached to each end at angles. The long piece of wood could be rotated, so after sticking it through the meat, you could rotate the frame to let it cook. Quite a clever idea.

I moaned happily as I took another bite into the soft rich meat. "This is great Rolin!"

"Thanks." He smiled happily as he too ate.

After we had mostly finished eating, I asked, "Forgive me if my question is inappropriate. Buy why do you speak so differently from your father?"

"I learned to speak mostly from my mother. She was a born in Betancuria. My dad though, he's from far up North. He never told me exactly where."

I nodded. "Why did your mother leave Betancuria?"

There was a moment silence. When I looked at Rolin, his face was red with either anger or embarrassment. "She was kicked out."

"Oh." Probing into this topic was probably a bad idea. Everyone had their secrets and this seemed to be a sore one for Rolin.

After another moment of silence, Rolin asked me, "How about you? Where are you from?"

"I'm from far to the East. A city called Floren."

"What's it like there?" Genuine curiosity showed in his eyes, reminding me how young he was.

"It's beautiful. It's a large city, soaring towers that reach far into the sky with sky bridges connecting each of those towers. All of them surround the temple, the largest building inside Floren. The temple itself is shaped like a coliseum, but rises almost as high as the eye can see."

Rolin's eyes widened in awe. "How did they build that?"

"The first Priest King of Floren built it using many magical artifacts. The man I'm chasing stole one of them."

"Oh. Wow. Why did they send you? And why alone? I mean, if such an important thing got stolen, and I was king, I'd send out an army to get it back."

I grinned at him and began to pack away the rest of the cooked buck meat for tommorow. "Floren is constantly at war with her neighbors, so the Priest King couldn't send an army. Instead he sent a band of thirty of his bodyguards with five priestesses."

"Oh. Why the priestesses?" Rolin asked as he helped me clean up.

"The main reason is because we can sense when we're near the artifact."

He "You're one of those priestesses?"

I nodded. "Yes."

"What was the other reason he sent the priestesses?"

"We healed them if they got wounded." I said as I felt my face heat up.

"Oh. What happened to them?"

"They died in a battle." I replied shortly, hoping that he'd drop the topic.

He didn't. "Why didn't you heal them?"

"My magic is powered through sex. And we didn't really have time during the battle."

He grinned. "Through sex? Really?"

My face burned red in embarrassment. "Yes. That was one of the ‘gifts' the Priest King bestowed on us before sending us on the quest."

I stood and walked toward the stream, indicating the conversation was over. "I'm going to take a dip and clean myself before I sleep."

Rolin followed me. "So what did having sex with you do for me?"

I glanced back as I began to removed my cloak. "Nothing. You weren't wounded."

"Oh. Well I've a blister on my foot that you can cure." He confidently reached out to caress the bare skin of my back and began untying my corset with his other hand.

I felt my body respond to his touch and I leaned back against him as he pulled my corset off. Reaching behind me, I tugged his shirt up to slip my hand under his breeches and moaned as his hands cupped my full breasts.

"You're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen." Rolin whispered in my ear as one of his hands pinched my nipples and the other pulled my skirt down.

I tilted my head back and kissed him as I stepped out of my skirt and my hands found his erect member. I began to stroke him while one of his hands tugged insistently on my erect nipple and the other pushed lightly on my clit until he had me bent over on my hands and knees, in the damp ground next to the stream. Moments after pulling his breeches down, Rolin guided his erect member into me. He went carefully, gently pushing into me while his hands held my waist.

"You're so tight!" he groaned as he finally sank himself in as far as he could.

"Harder!" I moaned as he began to pull himself out.

The quiet of the evening was soon filled with the rhythmic sounds of his cock thrusting into me and the groans of pleasure both of us made.

My orgasm came first, washed through my body forcing out whimpers of pleasure from my mouth and spasms in my pussy that drove Rolin over the edge. He stiffened, then thrust deeply into me and ejaculated. Then Rolin's weight collapsed on me, pushing me to the ground with his softening cock still lodged firmly in my pussy.

"You're heavy." I gasped breathlessly as I squirmed under his weight.

He rolled us onto our sides while wrapping his arms and legs around me, his penis though soft, was still buried in me. "Sorry Miriam. Did I hurt you?" He mumbled quietly.

I ran my hand over the muscles in his arm. "Don't worry about it."

After we had both stopped panting, I extricated myself from Rolin. I left him lying on the ground and entered the stream to wash myself. Dipping my foot in the water, I found it to be pleasantly cool after my exertions. Already completely nude, I plunged into the water, and began to wash myself, paying particular attention to my nether regions. As I began to wash my hair, I noticed Rolin hadn't moved from the bank. Instead, he lay on his stomach watching me bathe.

Turning to him, I asked, "What's wrong?"

His looked away, blushing so much it was visible even in the evening light. "Nothing."

"Are you sure?" I asked as I got out of the water and used my cloak to cover myself.

"I liked it better yesterday." Rolin blurted out and quickly scrambled to his feet pulling his breeches back on.

I looked at him closely, his face was still looking away in embarrassment. "You mean the sex?"

"Uh huh." He nodded.

He didn't seem to want to clarify himself. I hazarded a guess. "Was it because I was tied up?"

"I think so." All his confidence seemed to have disappeared with his confession.

I swayed up to him and watched his eyes focus on me. "Want to know a secret?" I asked.

"Uhm..." he responded incoherently as I pressed myself to him, resting my head on his chest.

"I wasn't really asleep last night when Ojak tied me up." I raised myself on tiptoes and whispered into his ear and then nibbled his ear lobe.

Rolin froze, then carefully asked, "Wh- why did you let my dad tie you up?"

"I wanted to try it out." I murmured into his ear while my hand slid down to feel his cock through his pants.

Rolin's cock jumped in my hand. "Did you like it?" He asked breathlessly.

"I loved it." I whispered and gave his penis a light squeeze.

He groaned in response and climaxed right into his pants.

Continued in Chapter 3

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