Chapter 9 - Odan and Company
Jesera sat at the rear of the wagon as it jounced along. Kaessi lay reclined across some boxes and blankets watching her and the scenery outside. Their wagon was last in line today, so there was nothing blocking the rear view. The sky arched high overhead, a clear blue with few clouds. As from her current vantage point she could see a crescent of one of the moons and fragment of the great ring that arched over head keeping the nights of this world from ever knowing true darkness.
They had come out of the great mountain chain that stretched from the Northern most reaches of the continent to the Southern most. To the North the Eastern spur of those mountains was visible. Many of the peaks made a distant jagged purple horizon. Those nearer were often snow capped white spires. The world she looked out on was as beautiful and big as Earth might have seemed to one slowly moving along a rutted stone road in a badly sprung wagon.
After perhaps an hour of quiet contemplation the wagons stopped for short break. Jesera jumped down, summoned her magic coffer and took out a large leather spell book. Kaessi was standing nearby in the grass just enjoying the feel of the cool roughness of the grass on her feet and the sun on her skin. When she saw Jesera take the book and climb back into the wagon she walked over and peeked inside.
"Mistress, are you going to have need of me this afternoon?"
Jesera, already propped up on a box with the book open in her lap looked up. "Ummm. No, I don't think so."
"Then may I ride up front?"
"If the teamster doesn't mind." Jesera said absently.
Kaessi smirked and thought, 'like he's not going to want a naked girl sitting next to him.' But as she turned to walk to the front of the wagon, she felt slightly hurt. She wondered why her Mistress didn't want to enjoy her as they traveled, as she had done the previous day. Maybe it had something to do with the way Kaessi enjoyed fucking the men last night. She felt a little strange about that. The part of her that was Casey felt somehow used and humiliated. But Kaessi had enjoyed it immensely. It was the first good orgy she'd had in years. And Izhak... By the Gods that had been intense. She had been terrified, in pain and in ecstasy like she rarely remembered. Just thinking of him made her feel aroused and fluttery. On reaching the front of the wagon she found the driver relieving himself nearby.
She waited till he was finished and knelt to his side. "Master, may this slave ride on the front of the wagon with you?"
The driver, a rangy fellow with a grizzled beard and dark brown eyes smiled and said, "Why certainly little sweet meat. I'm in the rotation to enjoy you this eve and it'll add some spice, doncha think?"
"Certainly Master."
"Right, up you go. Need any help?"
"This slave is a good climber, Master." Kaessi, sprang to her feet and vaulted onto the driver's seat which was a good five feet above the ground. She caught the break lever and spun herself around into a kneeling position on the bench seat next to the driver's position. "Am I out of your way here Master?"
The teamster stood staring from the ground for a moment. "My you're a bouncy little thing aint you?
"If Master wishes I can be quite bouncy."
The teamster smiled and said, "I can imagine you might be. We'll just have to see wont we?" He pulled himself up onto the seat much less gracefully than Kaessi had and said, "There'll be quite fine."
"Thank you Master."
He smirked at her, half raised his hand toward her. He stopped. "I better not. If I go playin with ye, the other lads might think I'm getting outta my place." He sighed and said, "It's going to be a long afternoon." But then smiled, picked up the reins and clucked the oxen into motion as the rest of the caravan did likewise.
The ride up front was smoother, but more exposed, and Kaessi found herself noticing a faintly cool breeze from the North. She sat on the bench and looked about at the scenery. Noticing that the driver spent more time looking at her than at the wagon ahead of him, the road, the scenery of anything else. She also noticed that Odan rode next the driver just ahead. After a while he stretched and happened to look back at her. After a long pause he waved, then turned back.
Tonight was his turn. He was very pretty, but Kaessi wondered how he would compare to Izhak. Or even Hern or the Teamsters. Very pretty men were sometimes not very good lovers. They were used to woman falling at their feet, and made no special effort to please their partners. But then, other than with her Mistress, so far she had served more as a receptacle for lust than a loving partner, and still enjoyed it. As she had been trained, in the joy house.
She thought back to those times in the joy house. The memories were quite clear now. Thinking of the times she had danced, participated in orgies and stared in live sex shows. Again she found herself becoming slightly aroused. She had an idea.
"Master, may this slave entertain you as we travel?"
"I'd certainly like that, but the lads wouldn't have it. Can't get out of turn."
"If this one were to touch herself while you watched, would that be out of turn?"
"Well, I'd not be touching you. And I didn't suggest it. I don't see how as that could be out of line."
"Then may I touch myself as I ride along beside you?"
"You go right ahead and fuck yourself silly."
"Thank you Master!"
Kaessi slouched down and spread her legs. She began by pulling on her nipple rings. Gently, then harder and harder. Twisting a bit as her nipples became erect and hard. Then she put her left index finger in her mouth and began to mime sucking it like a cock. Soon it was coated with saliva. She slid that finger down and began to run it around her clit. Her right hand kept playing with her nipples. Under hooded eyelids she looked sideways at the driver. He wasn't making any pretense of actually driving the wagon at this point. He was loosely holding the reins to the oxen that kept plodding along, ignoring the activity on the seat behind them.
She began to dip her slick finger into her pussy, which by this time was hot and very wet. She collected her juices and rubbed them over her clit. Then dipped in again and brought the finger out shiny and almost dripping. She slowly moved that hand up to her nipples and smeared her juices there. Down her hand went again to her pussy. Another finger full of juices went up to her mouth. She made a show of slowly and sensuously licking her own juices off her finger. As she did this her right hand slid down to her pussy and she began to flick, pull and twist the ring in her clitoral hood.
The teamster's mouth was open and he looked almost as flushed as she felt. The fact he was watching as she slowly brought herself to orgasm, here under the sky, the wind and moons just made the experience all the sweeter. She had learned to love an audience, and such an attentive one brought out the exhibitionist in her full force.
She raised her legs up in the air, rolling onto her back and raising her butt up. She leaned and swung her legs causing her to turn sideways on the seat. Now the Teamster was looking straight between her legs. Her left hand slid out of her mouth, down her chin, neck, chest, stomach and around her hip. Her hand slid up under her and the well lubricated index finger slowly... wormed its way into her ass.
Her breathing was becoming ragged. Her right hand now slid down to her pussy. First forcing one finger into her pussy. Then pulling out, adding a second finger and working that in. Pulling her hand away and adding a third finger. She was moaning now. Soon all four fingers and her tucked in thumb were trying to force themselves into her cunt. Her left finger was pumping her ass.
The teamster said, "By the Gods. You've almost got your whole hand in there missy." He was breathing very rapidly and was sweating despite the cool breeze, as was Kaessi.
"Do you like that Master?"
"Oh yes."
"Would you like me to fist myself Master."
"Oh yes."
"As Master wishes."
Kaessi used all her strength and flexibility to lean forward just a bit more and force her hand inward. It popped in, going to the wrist. The pressure was exquisite and her orgasm crested over her. She squealed loud and long. As she came should could feel her vaginal muscles clenching on her hand.
The teamster moaned "Gods", and seemed to also reach some sort of release himself.
After a long joyful moment Kaessi found herself curled almost into a ball on the seat. Her feet high in the air, her weight trapping her left arm under her and her right hand buried to the wrist in her hot tight cunt.
Jesera's voice from inside the wagon called out, "Kaessi what are you doing?"
"Mistress, this one is masturbating herself for the drivers enjoyment."
"Slut! Your supposed to resting."
"This slave is sorry Mistress."
"Well, since you're so horny. You will continue to rub yourself til we stop for dinner."
"Thank you Mistress!"
"But you are not permitted to cum again. If you do I'll have you punished severely. Do you understand?"
Kaessi's eyes got bigger and she glanced toward the sun. They would be traveling for at last another three hours.
"Slut! Did you hear me?!" Shouted Jesera with a touch of annoyance in her voice.
"Yes Mistress."
"Do you understand. Play with yourself, but no cums."
"Yes mistress."
Jesera asked, "Driver?"
"Yes ma'am?"
"If she fails to rub herself with sufficient enthusiasm, you may spank her."
"Yes ma'am!"
"Good. Now will you two be quiet, I've got reading to do."
Kaessi looked at the teamster. "Master?"
He grinned, "Well, you heard her, slut. Don't stop."
Kaessi swallowed, and said, "Yes Master" as she pulled her fist from her pussy, and then began to stroke the length of her gaping labia with her wet fingers. Her head lolled sideways and she saw Odan and the driver on the next wagon both looking back and watching her. She felt an intense wave of embarrassment and arousal sweep over her and she had to fight to keep from having another orgasm.
She closed her eyes and started trying to do math in her head. But it was very difficult to concentrate on anything but the sensations of her body. She sighed and thought, "It was indeed going to be a long afternoon."
About three hours later, Vrendan called a halt for the day as they came upon a campsite along side the road.
Kaessi moaned, and slowly pulled her hand from her pussy. Even with her small elven hands, her fisting earlier made her feel like she had been fucked by a mule. Her pussy lips gaped open and her fluids drooled out onto the bench. She was shaking from arousal and muscle fatigue as she tried to sit up.
"Not so bouncy now, eh?" Said the driver.
"As Master says." Said Kaessi in a breathy voice.
"So you did as I ordered?" Jesera looked up at her from the ground.
Kaessi said, "Oh yes Mistress."
Jesera took a closer looked, "What have you been doing. Your cunt is gapping open like you've been fucking an" ... There were no horses in this world, so she needed another word... "Ogre."
"I have been fisting myself mistress. As you ordered."
Jesera looked slightly alarmed. "I didn't... Are you okay?"
"Yes Mistress, but it may take me a while to get good muscle tone back."
"Do we need to call on Izhak?"
"As Mistress wishes."
"Here, let me help you down." Jesera held up her hands.
Kaessi slid slowly down and managed, with Jesera's help, not to fall to the ground. Kaessi stood shaking against her Mistress.
Jesera asked, "Are you in pain?"
"No mistress. Just I've been on the edge of orgasm for hours."
About then Odan and William walked up.
Odan asked, "Is she alright?"
Jesera nodded, "She seems to be."
Odan said, "Remember its my turn tonight. I expect her to be up to it."
Jesera gave him a dirty look and said, "Don't worry."
He smiled and siad, "Did I hear her say she's been on the edge of orgasm all afternoon?"
"Yes" answered Jesera.
"Cool. She can stay that way til I fuck her. Should make things interesting." He held out his hand.
Jesera looked at the outstretched hand and said, "What?"
"Give me her leash."
"Let her eat dinner and rest first."
He frowned and said, "It'll be a while before dinner is ready, and I'm ready now."
Jesera turned back to her, "Kaessi?"
"I am ready Mistress."
Jesera pulled the leash from her belt and tied it to Kaessi's collar. She handed the other end to Odan.
William looked back and forth at them all, grunted and walked off. Odan smirked after him, took hold of the leash and pulled Kaessi toward him. He turned and walked off, pulling her after him.
The driver of the wagon and two other teamsters called out. "Can we have her before dinner too?"
Odan waved, "I'm having my turn now. You can have her as soon as I'm done, if you'd like."
The three teamsters looked at each other and walked toward them. Kaessi stood on wobbly legs. She could feel their eyes on her. She knew she must already look well fucked. She was covered in a sheen of sweat. She was flushed and breathing hard. Her juices were running down her legs and her pussy was red and plump with arousal.
Her hands moved toward her pussy and Odan snapped, "None of that! Hands on top of your head til I say otherwise."
"Yes Master."
Once the teamsters had caught up with them, Odan again began to lead her. He took her to the rear of the camp area where several rocks and logs had been placed forming a crude set of benches. He walked to a large rock and stopped, turning back toward her. He stood in front of her and smiled. Dropping her leash he said, "Kneel."
Kaessi slowly knelt, keeping her hands on top of her head.
"Stay."
She did not reply since it was not required. She knelt there looking up at him.
Odan started to undo his wide magical belt. Once it was undone he dropped the loose trousers and stepped out of them. Kaessi eyed him with appreciation. He was perfect. Muscled, defined, but not overly so. Very little fat, but there was just enough to keep his skin smooth and youthful looking. His square jaw and long black hair sat atop a body by a sculptor. Right down to the tiny penis.
Kaessi couldn't help but raise an eyebrow when she saw his groin.
Odan caught the look and his expression got ugly. He took a half step forward grabbed both her wrists and forced her face to his small member. "Suck it bitch!"
Kaessi took him in her mouth and began to give him her best. Using tongue and suction. At first he was small enough that she could even take him fully on her tongue without touching her throat. But as she worked, he hardened and grew in size. Eventually he gained a respectable size of six inches or so, with a width of a bit over and inch.
He began to hold her in pace and thrust back and forth into her mouth. In short order his hips froze and his cock throbbed as he shot a strand of cum against the back of her throat. But he kept himself in mouth and said, "Keep me hard."
She again began to work her mouth and tongue. After a few minutes it was obvious he was in fact going to remain erect. He pulled from her mouth and jerked her upright.
He sneered into her face and said, "Well, since you've stretched out your cunt, I guess I'll have to settle for your ass."
He stepped to the side and pushed her down onto the boulder. Stepped in behind her, he forced her feet apart. He lined up and in one thrust, pushed his full length into her anus. She made a small yelp, but could not help but make a pleasurable moan as he began to pull out and thrust back into her. It hurt a little, but she was so close. She became aware of the teamsters watching. She was also aware that she could feel Odan's balls slapping against her gaping pussy.
Odan said, "You're so good at playing with your pussy, do it. Do it now!"
Kaessi grunted out "Yes... Master." She removed her hands from her head and reached underneath her hips. Her fingers began to dance over her sensitive clit and flick the ring there. The orgasm that had been dancing at the edge for hours, finally crested.
Kaessi didn't moan. She didn't squeal. She didn't give a dainty little scream. She came with a full-throated roar! Every muscle in her body clamped down. Odan found he couldn't even pull himself from her ass. She was so hot and squeezing so hard that he joined her orgasm with his own, spurting his cum into her.
They collapsed forward onto the rock. Odan lay atop her there for several long moments. Then he slowly stood and pulled himself out. His wet cock was connected to her leaking ass with a strand of cum that snapped and fell down the back of her thigh. He pulled Kaessi off the rock and used her hair to clean himself. Then he picked up his pants and belt.
He looked around, and said, "There is a stream over there. I'm for a bath. She's all yours."
Odan walked off and the three teamsters turned their eyes on her with lusty gazes. They descended on her like a pack of wolves and were soon fucking her between them. Taking her in her mouth, ass and even her gaping pussy. Before everyone had finished eating, Kaessi had received eight loads of cum and was once again a well-fucked mess.
To her surprise Izhak and Hern came to her. Hern carried her to the stream where Izhak used his healing spell. They took her back to the campfire where Jesera gave her a sandwich made of rolled flat bread, vegetables and strips of grilled meat. The smell made her stomach growl and she ate the entire thing without pausing. Once finished Jesera gave her a cup of wine and they crawled into a bedroll together.
Before Kaessi could fall asleep, Jesera asked, "How are you holding up? You've got perhaps several more days before we reach Jondar City."
"With your love, and Master Izhak's magic - I am holding up well Mistress."
"Still enjoying it?"
"Oh yes!"
Jesera's fingers found Kaessi's pussy. "It feels like Izhak helped tighten things back up too."
"Yes Mistress, quite a bit."
"Well, you've earned your sleep."
"Would Mistress like me to pleasure her?"
"Only if you're not too tired."
"I'm never to tired to please you, Mistress." Kaessi slid down in the bedroll and began to work the carnal skills with which her highly dexterous fingers and tongue excelled. In in less than fifteen minutes, it was Jesera's turn to squeal out a long delayed orgasm. After that, the two half elves embraced and were soon asleep.
Continued in Chapter 10
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