Chapter 5: Doggy Style - Part 10
Looking around the room, Steve noticed a small, dark-haired figure alone at the far end of the bar. Squinting through the crowd, he realized it was a dwarf. Excited, he rose from the table. "I'll be back." He said distractedly.
The others looked surprised, but immediately went back to their conversation. Wenzel had given up understanding him weeks ago, and anyway, where would he run to in a town where he stood out like a sore thumb?
So how did dwarves pick up chicks, Steve wondered, as he made his way to the bar. Show them etchings? Hey, nothing says prime genetic potential like quality metalwork, whispered a voice in his head.
"Yer clan?" She asked.
"Don't know." Steve scowled into his mug.
Gitna spun to look at him, her stony face breaking into a look of surprise. Without looking up, Steve laid out his cover story.
"Kidnapped by a wizard. Don't remember anything else."
"A wizard? Damn the whole lot to Diirinka's eternal tortures." She took a long drink, accepting his story at face value. "Ye 'member nothing?"
"Nope." Steve replied.
"'Tis well you're 'ere, then."
"Why?"
"A clan-less dwarf? Don't expect the deep elders t' give ye scrap."
"They won't?"
"Why would they? Wouldn't know where ye stand, wouldn't know how t' address ye, wouldn't know what they should or shouldn't say. Best say nothin' at all, eh?"
Steve's new instincts told him she was right. But where did that leave him? He wondered. "Butcher the wizard." Steve didn't know whether that was a curse or a piece of advice. His gut told said the latter.
"They're all trouble, every last one of them."
Steve nodded in agreement.
"That's why you're with the humans." A statement, not a question.
"I guess." This wasn't the time to tell her about his childhood on earth as a human.
"Maybe it's best." She said.
"And you?" Steve steered the conversation away from his personal history.
Gitna looked away, staring into her beer.
"Ye came and talk to me 'cause there ain't any other lady dwarves around, eh?"
"Er..." Well, yes, Steve thought, but that didn't seem like the wise answer.
"Then ye'll have the same problem I have."
"Um..."
"And if ye do see another lady dwarf in town, ye'd better stay out of my way unless ye want to feel the sharp end of my pick."
Steve's face sagged as if pole-axed. An unusual occurrence, in as much as dwarves are usually the one doing the pole-axing. The only female dwarf in town and she's a lesbian! Closing his mouth with an effort, he fumbled for a response. He had no idea how dwarves in this world viewed homosexuality, but apparently they weren't big on the idea.
"Here's to our own right hands, eh?" She raised her stein with a weary smile.
Steve raised his own stein and tried to imitate her expression.
CONTENT TO BE ADDED: THEY FIND OUT THAT PERTON WAS DRUGGING MARIA TO MAKE HER COMPLIANT.
"You knew." Ashley hissed at Casmir. "You hypocritical scum. You gave that speech about rejecting slavery and you turn right around and sell her to someone you knew would mind-fuck her into obedience."
"Ashley, no!" Erica yelled, grabbing her arm. Ashley's black hair flew as she whirled around to glare at the other girl. Before she could open her mouth Erica interrupted. "Ashley! Listen to me! This is not the time." She said urgently.
"You heard the bastard, how can you-"
"Ashley!" With an effort of will Erica switched to English so Casmir wouldn't understand. "Not now! Look, I don't like it any more than you do. But. Not. Now."
Ashley stood unconvinced, quaking with anger.
"We'll get him, Ashley, but not right now." Erica watched Ashley's rationality return. "When we're ready, we'll take him down, but now is not the time. One day when he's not even thinking about us...wham, he's done. Trust me on this, Ashley. Revenge is best served cold and I will be right there with you dishing it out."
Ashley took a deep breath and the anger in her eyes faded to coals, banked but not extinguished. Mutely, she nodded.
Throughout this entire exchange Cheven remained expressionless, in the same way that a housecat remains expressionless when it spots prey and sinks into a hunting crouch.
CONTENT TO BE ADDED
"According to Rumormonger Joran, he found a portal to another world and stole machines to cover for his piss poor talent."
"This 'rumormonger.' Is he here in town?"
"I see. Yes, I think I can put together the information you're looking for, but it may take some time. Why don't you come back tomorrow."
"Tomorrow?"
"No, the day after. Yes, why don't you come the day after tomorrow. Just after evening prayers."
CONTENT TO BE ADDED: THEY MEET THE RUMORMONGER
"Fires of Time?" Erica asked the rumormonger.
"There is a caves by the ocean--not so far from here--where the very air itself glows like the foxfire. Breathing it brings madness, but for a privileged few, it also brings visions of the future."
"Sounds like someone found the wrong mushrooms." Ashley muttered, skeptical. Joran raised one eyebrow at the interruption, then continued.
"After the great wave hit Dullstrand, one of the Seers received a vision of a mighty cloud castle, melting away into vapor and its contents falling to earth."
Ashley's stomach clenched; tossing back her cup she drained the rest of her Slivovitz, feeling it burn all the way down. Never again, she vowed.
"And this cloud castle belonged to Malrion?" Erica asked. It certainly fit what they knew, but what to make of the prediction, she wondered.
"So some speculate. Alas, the seer went mad before he could provide more details. He used to roam these hills, eating grass and insisting he was a goat. Until he died of starvation, that is."
"The wave, when did that happen?"
"In the 569th year since Nason was crowned Overking of Aerdy."
"And that was how long ago?" Ashley asked impulsively, trying to forget the terror from falling from Malrion's cloud.
Joran eyed them speculatively as Erica silently cursed her friend.
"Your speech tells me you are not uneducated, and your bodies show no signs of hard labor. How is it, then, that you do not know that we live in the year 591?"
"Ah." Why couldn't Ashley have kept her trap shut?! She raged behind her forced smile. "It's a long story."
"What could be better than stories of strange events and far off lands - from a pair of beautiful women, no less." He said smoothly. Pouring more of the clear brandy into their cups he urged Erica to continue. "Come, let me refill your glass and you can enchant me with your story."
"Twenty-two years ago..." Ashley mused to herself as she sipped the Slivovitz, oblivious to Erica's frustration.
"Can we go there? To the cave, I mean."
"Ha." The man barked. "I would give much to solve the riddle of the cave's location. Count Hazendel of Sunndi keeps it secret to all but his most trusted servants."
"Sunndi." Erica mused. "The people in the big blue and white tent outside the city, right?"
CONTENT TO BE ADDED: THE FRIENDS LEAVE TOWN TO TRY AND FIND THE WIZARD'S CLOUD CASTLE AND GO HOME. THEY GET IN TROUBLE WHEN ATTACKED BY THE WIZARDS HENCHMEN IN ONE OF THE AIRBOATS. CHEVEN APPEARS AND RESCUES THEM.
"Why did you come back, Cheven. Maybe I mistook you."
"Yesterday I got an offer. A gold coin to hire you for a night."
"You came back to whore me out?!"
"Hey, a gold coin? That's a lot of money." Cheven defended himself.
Steve nodded sympathetically.
Erica let out an exasperated snort, but the offer was more tempting than she let show on her face. She'd been at a sorority conference in New York once, and had ended up in the hotel room of a sister from Boston who'd brought margarita mix and a blender. The margaritas got stronger as the night went on, until she eventually confessed to working as a call girl. Erica and her sisters from North Carolina had been shocked at first, but the more she heard - about earning five hundred dollars a night for dinner and sex, the more attractive it sounded. Not that she admitted it to anyone, but still, she'd thought it. Screw seventy-thirty, she'd have to give him something, but not that. Maybe she'd give him thirty percent. If he was lucky.
"This may sound odd coming from me, but...this might be your one chance to deal with him. He's expecting the airboat. If Casmir could coerce one of the birdmen to fly it up while we pretend to be captured-"
"Then once we arrive, we catch them by surprise." Ashley finished.
"And then what?" Peter asked, brow furrowed.
"I heard that he has a magic device that shields him from outside wizards. Maybe we could break it, then get him while he's distracted." Cheven said.
CONTENT TO BE ADDED: IN THE CLOUD CASTLE
Mountains of piping dominated the room, thirty foot long metal tubes tied down in pyramids. Near the central opening sat a rack with shorter tubes, just bigger around than a human head. Each of them had lines of stubby teeth radiating out from the center of the front face, but three were blackened and scratched. A length of cable lay coiled on the floor, with one end extending through a narrow opening into an adjacent room.
"Oh my god. What's with all this?!" Erica exclaimed, bewildered by the sheer volume of pipes. The others looked around, gaping. If there had been any doubt Malrion had access to Earth, there wasn't any more.
"It's a drill." Steve grunted. "An undersea drill."
"But...why?" Ashley asked, trusting Steve to know that sort of thing, but unsure why anyone that lived in a cloud would want a drill.
"Oil? Who knows." He shrugged.
"Can we break it?" Ashley asked.
"Sure, if we had industrial saws and a month to work on it. Why bother? He'd just buy more."
"If he can get to Earth and buy this stuff, that means we can get home!" Peter finally put two and two together.
"Maybe." Cheven cautioned.
CONTENT TO BE ADDED: THEY FIND A HUGE ELECTRO-MAGNET
"You think that's how he's shielding this place?"
"Or it might be how he's keeping it from falling in the ocean. No idea." Steve replied glumly.
"How can we break the magic circle?" Cheven asked.
"You mean bring down the shield? Turn this off, I suppose."
"That must be the generator." Erica said, pointing at the much smaller steel cube off to one side that had 'Honda' painted in red block letters.
Steve thought: the Sergeant major might be right, maybe I'm not cut out to be a leader. But I damn well know how to be a good soldier. Complete the mission.
"Stand back." Steve said, raising his pick.
"Steve, no! You can't!" ______ said.
"Complete the mission. Complete the mission." The ex-ROTC cadet muttered, and swung with all the strength he could muster.
*ZZZZOT!*
"He's still breathing!" Erica said.
CONTENT TO BE ADDED: ELSEWHERE IN THE CASTLE
Ashley felt narrow fangs sink into her neck. The succubus had been waiting beside the door, and jumped on her back after she came through.
Peter whirled around as Ashley sunk to her knees. Seeing the succubus standing over Ashley's prone body, his chest tightened. He could see the blood pooling next to her, but couldn't see how badly she was hurt.
"You bitch!" He said, raising his blade to lunge.
"Oh, Peter." The succubus said, in a voice that went in his ears and directly down to his crotch, bypassing everything in between. She cupped her perfect breasts and thrust her chest out invitingly.
"Did you come here to impale me? To stab that into my body? Do you want to penetrate me?
Peter tried to say something, but his mouth had gone dry. Leaving Ashley sprawled on the floor, the demon walked towards him, hips swaying. His cock stiffened, straining against his trousers and his eyes tracked the way her pussy lips flashed into view momentarily with each step.
She advanced until the tip of his sword was cradled between her tits.
He should stab her now, he knew that, but he couldn't. His arm wouldn't move, no matter how much he tried. "Oh God."
"Now, now, Peter. I'm not going to hurt you."
"Dear Lord, give me strength..." He knew he should resist her temptation, but he could feel the strength ebbing from his arm. His cock ached now, desperate to break free of his trousers.
"How could I? I'm not armed, and you're so much stronger than me. You've won, Peter; I surrender."
That's right, Peter thought. She isn't armed. I could hold her down with one hand.
"Don't you want to enjoy your victory first? Then you can take me to your friends."
Oh, god, yes he wanted to enjoy it. A little fun wouldn't hurt, he thought. Just some quality time with those tits, yeah, that would be nice, he thought, hypnotized by her long nipples. When she pushed his blade aside he didn't offer any resistance.
"You do know how much your body turns women on, don't you?"
Yeah, Peter thought, that's right. He unconsciously pulled back his shoulders to show off his pecs, sword hanging forgotten at his side.
"And what's this?!" Her voice glided up in pitch as she put her hand on his crotch. "Ooooh." She cooed as she stroked his length through the fabric. "I like!"
Peter watched helplessly as she smacked her lips. Letting his sword slip from his fingers, he reached for her tits. They filled his hands, soft but not flabby.
"Uhh..." She groaned, arching her back to offer herself to him.
"A strong man like you deserves a naked woman compliant and eager to fuck. Don't you agree?" She said, pressing her hips against his crotch.
"He's mine, you bitch!" With a yell Ashley swung Peter's blade diagonally into the succubus's neck.
CONTENT TO BE ADDED: ASHLEY RESCUES HIM, BUT PETER IS STILL TOO HORNY TO THINK. HE STARTS IN ON ASHLEY.
Ashley tried to turn around but Peter was holding her hips too tightly.
"Peter! What are you doing!" She cried, but he didn't respond. His cock pushed against her naked crotch, slippery with the succubus's wetness.
"Peter, stop! This isn't - Ahhhh!" Her head flew back, mouth and eyes wide as he found her hole and impaled her with one brutal thrust.
She could feel his cock throbbing as it spewed cum into her unprotected womb.
CONTENT TO BE ADDED: LATER
"Oh, man." Peter said, holding his head. "What happened?"
"What happened?!" Ashley screamed at him. When he the confused look on his face didn't change she continued in a quieter voice. "You really don't remember?"
"She...I tried to...to...I-" His voice trailed off.
"You don't remember what happened next?" Ashley pressed him.
"No. I mean...I think I...her...we..." Inside, Ashley breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't remember fucking her.
"It's okay, Peter. You kept her occupied so I could kill her. Teamwork, see?"
"Really?" Peter smiled. "I thought - when I couldn't resist her... I thought you were dead, and she was going to kill me next."
CONTENT TO BE ADDED: THEY CAPTURE THE WIZARD.
"Wait!" He croaked. "I'm the only wizard alive who knows what dimension you came here from. If you kill me you'll never get home again. Ever."
Ashley looked around at the other five.
"I'm not going back." Mickey said, rubbing her belly.
"Amen." Peter said grimly.
Erica looked around. Did she want to go back? Since coming here she'd seen a cruel world. Men died violently and women sold themselves in the street. She thought about soft underwear and hot showers. Then she thought about her future on Earth - to work for a while, marry some guy, ferry the kids to soccer practice in a minivan. Great. Hell, she'd probably end up doing MILF videos just to relieve the boredom. She didn't know how things would end up here. Maybe she'd end up on the streets herself, cursing her own stupidity, but maybe not. Maybe she'd end up robbing and fucking her way across the countryside with Cheven and retiring in luxury with a stable of young studs.
Steve didn't say anything, just stared grimly. He felt like he should go back, he had obligations to family, to his friends, and to the Army. But he liked being a dwarf. He liked rocks, he liked knowing in his bones things that his geology professors never would, and he liked gold. And hell, where would he ever find a woman with a beard back on Earth?
CONTENT TO BE ADDED: THEY DEFEAT THE WIZARD AND CRASH THE CASTLE
Exhausted, they slept soundly, and no one noticed a figure rise from around the fire and slip away from camp, nor did they hear it whispering to a far-flying night bird.
"Greetings to Foster Uncle Pramas, with deepest respect. The out-world device is destroyed. Assets secure. Malrion escaped. Await payment and further instructions. Praise to the Brotherhood and glory to our Suel race."
Message sent, the figure slipped back into camp and all was silent.
The End?
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