By Bernie

Lynthia moaned within Karyn's powerful hold, her slender, lithe body leaned on its side while Karyn's hand vigorously rubbed her golden cunt.  Karyn held the girl possessively from behind, who groaned as she felt Karyn's breasts mash against her back.  Karyn urgently turned Lynthia's face around so they could french, their tongues entwined and caressed like separate entities while they both continued to gasp and moan with ecstasy.  Karyn wrapped a creamy leg around Lynthia, who pumped her hips madly onto Karyn's probing digit, her muscles beginning to contract within her.  The young girl smiled as she felt her climax building, her body tensing with lewd excitement as her breaths came in harsh gasps.  She squealed with bliss as the orgasm burst from her pussy, coating her body with pleasure.  Her slack lips continued to be probed by Karyn's tongue, Lynthia could only moan as she helplessly allowed her tongue to be molested.  Karyn collected a handful of Lynthia's cunt juices and rubbed into Lynthia's swelling tits, pinching her nipples with honey soaked fingers.

Her pussy still flooding with juices, Lynthia rolled herself on top of Karyn, their heaving breasts squashing together as their lips rejoined in a harsh kiss.  Their arms wrapped around each other in a feverish embrace, Lynthia's head bobbed as the intensity of their kiss exploded.  Karyn roved her hands over Lynthia's smooth skin, caressing and fondling her round buttocks.  Parting from Karyn's lips, Lynthia mounted herself over Karyn's face, thrusting her dripping pussy into her lover's mouth.

Karyn licked her lips sensually, moistening her tongue as she savored the sight of her lover's muff.  Spreading apart Lynthia's cunt petals with her slim fingers, Karyn trust her tongue into her lover's pussy.  Lynthia bit her lip and moaned with sweet ecstasy, her eyes squeezed shut as she rolled her crotch, driving the slimy probe deeper into her dripping slit.  Karyn pumped her tongue back and forth, caressing the hot fleshy walls of Lynthia's uterus while sliding over her swelling clit.  Lynthia's back arched repeatedly with pleasure spasms, her blond hair flailing like wildfire.  Lynthia buried her hands in Karyn's rich, auburn locks and held her head tightly against her cunt.  Karyn caressed Lynthia's sensual legs, running her fingers slowly down their velvety smooth lengths while her tongue plunged deeper into the blond's womanhood.  Lynthia panted sharply for breath, her lungs pumping desperately as she felt her muscles tighten.  She combed her fingers through her golden hair with excess lust, her body aflame with passion.  Her body writhed with endless bliss, sending her tits and pelvis into a frenzy.  Lynthia moaned deeply as she orgasmed, Karyn eagerly lapping up the resulting torrent of vaginal honey.

After her climax had died down, Lynthia eased herself out of her mounted position to rest her head on Karyn's soft bosom.  Karyn smiled and ran her fingers through Lynthia's sweat soaked, blond hair while the girl purred atop Karyn's heaving tits.

"Oh Karyn." whispered Lynthia.  "I love you so much."

"You've said that many times your majesty." replied Karyn, staring blankly up at the ceiling while continuing to stroke Lynthia's hair.

"I cannot express it enough, I've never felt so happy before.  And please, don't call me 'majesty.'  It is no longer a title I have a claim to.  Call me Lynthia."

"Alright Lynthia." said Karyn warmly as she looked back down at the smiling girl.  The auburn warrior kissed her gently on the forehead and held the blond in a tight, warm embrace.

***

"Are you leaving now?" the bartender asked cautiously.

"Yes." Karyn replied warmly, a slight smile across her face.

"Uh...how about signing the guestbook?" the overweight man suggested, producing a worn, leather-bound book from beneath the counter.

"Alright." Karyn answered, picking up the hotel's desk quill.  As Karyn signed her name, the bartender flashed a wink and a sleazy grin at Lynthia.  Karyn's stone cold glare dissuaded him from paying the lithe girl any more attention.

"Uhh...thank you for staying, please come again soon." the bartender stuttered quickly.

Smiling sarcastically, Karyn shoved the book into the bartender's chest, who wheezed as his tense lungs released a puff of air.  Motioning her head towards the front door, Karyn guided Lynthia out of the hotel.

"Where do we go next?" asked Lynthia as she walked with Karyn towards the busy marketplace.

"We need some transportation.  I have no idea how far the next altar will be." Karyn replied, her eyes scanning the bustling streets.

"I'm hungry." Lynthia said as she eyed rows of vendors selling foods from all over the land.

"I am too." Karyn admitted.  "But I don't have a lot of money."

"I do." said Lynthia, producing a bag from beneath her cloak.

Karyn turned to the girl with surprised eyes.  A smirk formed on her face that turned into a warm smile.  "Then we eat." Karyn said.

The two women passed row after row of food vendors, each serving meals that ranged from common to exotic in their appearances and smells.  Upon seeing it and smelling its sumptuous aroma, Lynthia guided Karyn to a nearby meat stew booth.

"Two bowls." Lynthia ordered.  "I haven't had a good meat stew in years." she confessed as she turned to Karyn, who smiled at Lynthia's bubbling excitement.

Karyn scanned the crowded market and noticed a weapons dealer nearby.  "Lynthia, I'm going to go over there for a moment.  Please hold on to my bowl."

"Alright." nodded Lynthia as Karyn walked off.  A few moments later the man behind the counter brought two steaming bowls of meat stew to Lynthia, and demanded payment in a low, monotone voice.  Lynthia pulled out her bag of money and began to undo the small cord around it, when someone bumped into her from behind, the bag of coins falling to the ground.

"Oh, I'm sorry." a male voice apologized.  Lynthia looked down and could not see the bag at her feet.  From behind she felt a finger tap her shoulder.  She quickly turned and saw a man with short black hair grinning back at her, holding out her pouch.

"Sorry about that." he said as Lynthia took the bag out of his hand.  "Good day to you madam." the man said before dashing into the streets.

Lynthia turned around to pay the shopkeeper and opened her bag, only to find it was filled with stones.

"Have you gotten the food yet Lynthia?" asked Karyn as she returned to the girl's side, a newly purchased small dagger in her hands.

Lynthia was still in shock and could not answer.  Karyn noticed the stones in her hand and deduced the situation.  She gripped Lynthia's shoulders and turned her so she could look Lynthia in the face.  "Lynthia, what happened?" she asked with deep concern.

"That man, he stole my money!" she said, pointing over Karyn's shoulder.

"Who?!" growled Karyn as she put a hand on her sword.

"That man there with the brown tunic!"

"I see him." Karyn acknowledged before she dashed through the mob of people.

The thief noticed the waves of people parting behind him and saw Karyn blazing a path towards him.  The thief gasped in shock and ran, making a quick right turn into an alley.  He ran between the buildings and made a sharp right again, only to find himself face to face with a wall.  He skidded to an abrupt halt, causing him to fall to the ground.  By the time he got up, he saw Karyn and Lynthia glaring at him from the alley's mouth.

"Whoa.  I'm sorry." said the man as he backed against the wall.

"You said that last time." snapped Lynthia.

"Please, don't kill me!" he begged.  "Here, you want more money?  I'll give you more."  The man began producing a series of small pouches from his deep pockets.

"We don't want your money." said Karyn as she advanced on him slowly, the small knife ready in her hand to strike.  "But, if you wish to earn your life," she said with a positive change of tone, "tell me where I may obtain some beasts of burden."

"Oh, beasts of burden?  Sure." the man said, the relief obvious in his voice.  He quickly pocketed the money pouches he brought out and regained his composure.  "What kind?" he asked.  "Horses?  Riding birds?  Run lizards?  No dragons though.  Anything else, I can get for you."

"What would you recommend for long, uncertain journeys?" asked Karyn.

"Hmm...long, uncertain journeys?  Sounds exciting." he said with interest in his tone.  "I would recommend mustels.  They're fast like horses with the strength and endurance of camels.  And they can survive without water for just as long."

"Alright." agreed Karyn with a nod of her head.  "Get us some mustels and we'll forget all about this incident."

"Oh, absolutely." he sighed with relief.

"I still want my money back by the way." said Lynthia, holding out her hand.

"Certainly." the thief acknowledged, tossing Lynthia's pouch back to her.  "By the way, my name is Jatz." the man said with a respectful bow.

***

Karyn and Lynthia sat patiently at a nearby cafe, hungrily shoveling food down their throats.  Jatz ran up to the women with a frantic pace, plopping himself down on a third stool.

"Sorry Karyn, there's been a problem." said Jatz apologetically.

"What kind of problem?" asked Karyn with annoyance in her voice.

"Um, you see, my source demands more money." he stuttered, noticing Karyn's anger.

"How much more?"

"Five thousand."

"Gods!  We don't have that much."

"Apparently these beasts are prime pedigree.  So, they refuse to give them up for lower."

"Let me talk to him." demanded Karyn with a scowl on her face.

***

"I'm sorry ma'am." said the bald dealer as he read over some documents.  "These beasts have a market value of at least seven thousand.  I cannot accept your small payment without losing money.  And Batross always wants to make money."

"This is outrageous." said Karyn.  "Don't you have any beasts that we can afford and perform as well as mustels?"

"No.  Good day ma'am." said Batross abruptly.

Karyn smashed her fist on the man's desk, startling him.  "I am not leaving without those mustels!" she snapped.

"Well," the man said after a pause, "perhaps we can work out some other method of payment?"  A smile went across the man's face and a lewd, gawking leer appeared in his eyes.  Karyn noticed these telltale signs and sighed, closing the door to the small office with her leg.

"What would you demand of me?" asked Karyn as she took off her cloak and let it drop to the floor.

"Oh, I was thinking an entire package of pleasures." the dealer sneered as he rubbed his hands together excitedly.  "Starting with me handling those glorious breasts of yours.  Then, you would lean on the desk as I sodomize you?"

"How about I take your manhood in my mouth instead, no sodomy.  And my genitals are off limits."

"I must taste those breasts!  At least grant me that!" he demanded.

"Fine." replied Karyn with exasperation.

"And you must be naked.  I must see you naked." the dealer said as his grin widened.

"Then I will also demand the riding equipment to be free."

"Done." he agreed abruptly.  "Please!  I wants it now!"

"Fine." replied Karyn with resignation as she removed her top.

"Oh yes!" exclaimed Batross as Karyn's tits bounced freely from their confinement.  The man removed his trousers and shirt, revealing his erect cock.

Karyn took off her tight pants and panties, leaving her naked as she knelt before Batross and took his penis in her hands.  She stroked it gently before gradually increasing her tempo, arousing it even further before licking the head softly.

"Take it in now!" demanded Batross, digging his fingers into Karyn's rich auburn hair.  Batross moaned as the young woman complied, her lips enveloping his shaft tightly while her tongue continued to run along its length.  The bald dealer's moans reached a sharp gasp as Karyn took his engorged organ deep into her throat.  Her red lips moved up and down his penis as she continued sucking on the head.  Batross's grip on her hair increased as he felt himself hardening, his meat expanding within Karyn's mouth, ready to explode.  The bald man pushed Karyn off his manhood at the last moment so he could splatter over her beautiful face as he came.

"Lean back on the desk!" ordered Batross, his cock still squirting streams of cum onto Karyn.  Karyn obeyed, sitting down and with her back against the desk, thrusting her generous tits forward.  Batross knelt between her spread legs and took her tits into his meaty hands, stroking and fondling her nipples licentiously.  Karyn shuddered, keeping her eyes closed as her fists clenched around the desk legs with reluctant lust.  Batross sucked hungrily on Karyn's left breast, stroking and fondling her erect nipple with his tongue while he continued to feast upon her soft flesh.  The dealer's tongue ran over Karyn's toned shoulders and the side of her throbbing neck, his hands never ceasing to abuse her tits.  He tentatively tried to kiss Karyn, but she was unreceptive to his advances.

"On your knees!" the bald man ordered angrily, offended by her lack of passion.

Karyn knelt on her knees, and Batross gripped her wrists and placed her hands on her heaving tits.

"I'm going to fuck your cleavage, whore!" screamed Batross as he positioned his cock between her supported mammaries.  Karyn rolled her tits over his long shaft, her chest pumping as her lungs burned for air.  Batross thrust himself into Karyn's bosom repeatedly, Karyn countering his motions with thrusts of his own while her tits continued to massage and stimulate his meatpole.

Batross panted frantically as he orgasmed on her chest, his tip spewing with cum from between her luscious tits.  Her chest became drenched with his hot seed, flowing down to her tight, clenching belly and coating her nipples with a sheen of jism.

"Clean me off." Batross panted, pulling Karyn by the hair onto his crotch.  Karyn licked the length of his shaft a few times, covering it with saliva and sucking the excess juices from the tip.

Once she had finished, Batross pulled out of Karyn and wiped the sweat from his brow.  Karyn got off her knees and on her feet, wiping the last of the man's cum off her lips and face.

"You were magnificent." Batross said, gasping for breath.  "I beg you to stay with me and be my personal servant.  Much pleasure will await you." Batross laughed before slapping Karyn on her bare ass.

Karyn slowly turned around, her eyes narrows with anger.  "Has my payment been satisfactory?" she asked coldly as she wiped the man's jism off her tits.

"Oh, absolutely.  The mustels and the equipment is yours as of this moment."

"As of this moment, right now?"

"Yes.  Right now."

"Good." smiled Karyn as she stepped closer to Batross.  She gave him a warm, insincere smile followed by a swift kick to his groin.  The sleazy dealer fell to his knees, his body reverting to a fetal position as he writhed on the ground in pain.

"Pig." sneered Karyn as she began to put her clothes back on.

***

"Let's go Lynthia." said Karyn as she handed the bridle of the grey mustel on her right to Lynthia.

"How did you get such beautiful beasts?" asked Lynthia as she walked it to the main path.

Karyn mounted her brown mustel before answering.  "I negotiated."

Lynthia accepted Karyn's answer and jumped onto her mustel.  After they both gripped their animal's reins, the two women rode their mustels out of town, leaving a slight dust cloud in their wake.

"Your're an excellent rider." complimented Karyn as she watched Lynthia handle the beast with excellent precision.

"Thank you Karyn, as are you." Lynthia replied.  "I was raised on a farm with similar animals.  I grew up riding them."

"WAIT!" a voice echoed from behind.

Karyn and Lynthia halted their beasts and turned around.  They saw Jatz riding up behind them on a run lizard, the large reptile kicking up a massive dustcloud as its four stubby legs beat the path rapidly.  He pulled back the reins on the dark green beast, which hissed as it skidded to a stop right before the two ladies.

"What are you doing here?" asked Lynthia in a venomous tone.

"I, wish to come with you two ladies." replied Jatz as he waved dust out of his face.  "There is nothing for me there.  I was stealing only to get out, go somewhere else where there is opportunity."

"How did you get that beast?" asked Karyn.

"This beast?" he replied with a slight laugh.  "This specimen is quite inferior to yours.  I stole this one."

"Jatz, I ought to..." grumbled Karyn as she put a hand on her sword.

"No wait!  My intentions are noble.  I only wish to travel in a group, for safety reasons, no ulterior motives I swear.  I know this area well, and I know the dangers.  I know that if you go down this path, you are headed into the Nightwood forests.  It can be confusing to navigate, but I know them fairly well."

"I think we can manage on our own Jatz." said Karyn as she turned away.

"Please Karyn, Lynthia.  I apologize for stealing your money.  This beast came with the previous owner's money and food.  Too much for my own stomach.  Surely you could benefit from them?"

Karyn pulled back the reins on her mustel, forcing it to stop.  She slowly turned back to face Jatz, a pleading look radiating off his face.

"If you do anything suspicious Jatz, I will cut off your manhood, and then leave you to bleed to death."

"I assure you both, you will have no need to resort to such measures." he said before wiping nervous sweat off his brow.  "So what is our course?"

"We begin riding through the Nightwood forests.  It is still many hours until sundown.  We should get through a significant portion of the wood before we camp for the night."

"Alright." nodded Jatz.  "Let's go."

***

Several hours later

The bartender polished the final set of glasses for the night while his assistant swept the tavern's dirty floor.  The sky had turned pitch black and the town was silent as death, everyone but a few were sleeping comfortably in their beds.  The silence was calming, soothing to the bartender's ears.  He was so lost in quiet reverie  that he jumped as the door to his establishment suddenly swung open.

"Greetings." a tall man in dark blue robes and a long, black cape said to the bartender.  His skin was just a few shades shy of being moonlight pale, while his shoulder length, slick black hair stood out as a total contrast to his skin.

"Hello stranger." the bartender said, unfazed by the man's intimidating appearance.  "What's your name?"

"I am Xarthul." the man replied, his voice a calm, low tone.  "I seek someone."

"Oh yeah, I typically don't give out that kind of information."

"Really." Xarthul said, his eyes narrowing and his smile beginning to turn.  The tall man noticed the guestbook sitting on the bar.  "Mind if I read that?" Xarthul asked politely, his eyes nodding towards the book.

"Uh...that is private hotel records." the bartender stuttered as he scooped up the book and put it under the bar.

"Sir, I ask politely." sighed Xarthul.

"And I respond politely, no."

"Very well." Xarthul said after a long, heavy sigh.  The tall man waved his hand over his shoulder and moved aside.  Two armed soldiers emerged from the doorway, their swords drawn and their faces hidden beneath their dark helmets.

"That man has a guestbook underneath his bar, look at it for me." Xarthul ordered before leaving the hotel.

Xarthul went into the middle of the town square, looking up at the full moon that glowed above him and trying to ignore the sounds of vandalism that echoed from the inn.  He ran a hand through his slick, black hair and waited.  Several soldiers ran up to him from all corners of the town.  All of them bowed respectfully as they stepped up to him.

"She was here." one of the soldiers reported.

"Her name was signed in the inn's guestbook." said another.

"The locals have identified her.  It was Karyn, no doubt about it." a third guard added.

"Good work." the dark man said with a grin.  "Gather the troops, we move out immediately."

THE END