By Bernie
 

As the Golden Phoenix pulled up to the port; Flinton, Teneila and Lynthia removed their animals from the ship's cargo hold while Jatz quickly ran to the harbor master's shed and left a small pouch of money on his doorstep.  The thief frantically ran off the harbor, hoping that the harbor master nor his workers would recognize any of the party as the group who stole the ship without paying.  The thief knew he could theoretically get away without paying anything for the ship, but his code of honor and his promise to Karyn to refrain from any stealing made him pay at least a small amount for borrowing the Golden Phoenix.

Karyn ran off as soon as the party finished stepping off the boat, extending the amulet in front of her to guide her to the next focus of her quest, the next altar of the gods.

The rest of the party struggled to keep up with her due the warrior's enthusiasm coupled with her natural speed.  Karyn abruptly stopped outside the tall metal gates of an enormous mansion near the docks.  The party found her trying to scale the tall gate, but the smooth metal bars proved difficult to climb.

"The amulet detects the next altar in side this mansion." Karyn explained, giving up on her efforts and merely scowling at the obstacle before her.  "I have to break in there."

"Wait!" exclaimed Jatz as he finally caught up with the party.  "I have just seen a posting on a nearby wall.  It seems we do not have to break into the mansion prematurely.  If we merely wait until tonight, the doors will be open for a formal ball."

"Will we not require invitations?" asked Karyn.

Jatz smiled and plucked several pieces of paper out of his pocket.  "Amazing what the rich keep on their person would you not say?"

Karyn quickly snatched the invitations out of his hand and distributed them among the party.  "Since this is formal," Karyn said as she read over the invitations, "we should all obtain adequate clothing."

***

The heads of every man turned when Karyn walked by them, much to the objection of their wives and girlfriends.  The warrior wore a long, flowing red silk gown with a deep plunging neckline and high slits on each side of her legs.  Much of her back was exposed, as were her arms.  Her hair was coiled above her head with a fancy hair accessory made of silver, and her face was painted to accentuate her features.  Karyn paid the gawkers no attention, even when they spoke to her, and simply walked around and waited for the amulet that rested on her bosom to start its vibrations.

When the amulet failed to give her any definite signs in the main ballroom, Karyn turned into one of the darkened hallways off to the side.  She opened every door she came across, but still no responses came from the amulet.  She reached the end of the main hall and turned right to a smaller hallway.  As she turned the corner she heard a man and woman, moaning and gasping as they embraced and kissed each other passionately.  The shadows hid their faces, but Karyn could see from the dim illumination provided by candles that hung from the wall that the man was beginning to slide off the woman's dress.  The woman's breasts became exposed, and the man began to fondle them roughly.  Karyn was about to turn away when she heard a loud, ecstatic moan that she instantly recognized.

"Lynthia?!  Get away from her you bastard!" Karyn snapped as she ran up to the couple.  She pulled the surprised man away, pulled Lynthia off the wall and saw that it truly was her.  The man ran away frantically with Lynthia staring longingly after him.

"Why did you do that?!" Lynthia snapped spitefully at Karyn, her voice slurred slightly as she spoke.

"Is this what you have become Lynthia?  Did you even know that man's name?"

"No, I did not."

"Tell me, what good would it have done had you allowed him to have you?"

Lynthia pulled her white dress back over her body and replied solemnly, "I would have been happy for just a moment."

"Lynthia..." Karyn sighed, gripping the girl's arm.  "You have been drinking?"

"Yes." Lynthia smiled, her head beginning to wobble noticeably.  "You know, you really are beautiful Karyn, no wonder Flinton wanted to fuck you so much."

"Lynthia.  That is enough." said Karyn, her voice beginning to boil with warning.

"Yes Karyn.  Is that why your master adopted you and trained you to be a warrior?  So he could make you desirable and then have you as his plaything?"

Karyn reacted with a firm slap to Lynthia's face.  Lynthia's head snapped to the side and she slowly turned back towards Karyn, her cheek swollen slightly and stinging with pain.

"I...I am sorry." Karyn humbly apologized.

"I deserve that." Lynthia admitted.  "It is strange you know Karyn.  I was a queen just a short time ago.  The only problem I had was there was no love in my marriage.  Now here I am.  My heart broken, my body violated, and my mind soaked with drink.  I wonder if perhaps I should have tried harder to love my former husband."  Lynthia finished her speech with a half smile and drunkenly walked back to the main ballroom.  Karyn leaned her head against the wall and sighed, filling her mind with self hatred for ruining Lynthia's life.

***

Their appearances betrayed nothing of their professions, former thieves.  Jatz dressed in a sharp black suit with a long, dark overcoat while Flinton chose a different style of suit with a shorter, equally dark jacket over top his white shirt and black pants.  As Jatz drank and gambled with a group of rich men and women, Flinton merely sipped from his drink and let his eyes wander over the crowd.  Games of chance were of little interest to the archer, who preferred more hands-on approaches to accumulating wealth.  Flinton let out a heavy sigh as his boredom grew, most of the loveliest ladies were already on the arms of someone richer than he was.  His ears suddenly caught wind of a shrill of feminine laughter.  He turned towards the source and saw it was Teneila, who gulped down a beverage and staggered up and down the bar.  Flinton shook his head in resignation and walked up to her.

"You are drunk." Flinton observed, catching the girl's attention.

"And you are...a beast..." Lynthia slurred.  She staggered over to Flinton and drunkenly hit him with her palm.  "You stole Karyn from me."

"I think I should take you back to the inn." Flinton murmured, taking her into his arms.

***

Karyn continued to wander the house, growing more and more frustrated as her medallion continually failed to respond and her mind continued to linger on Lynthia.

"Oh Lynthia..." Karyn thought to herself.  "In a sense, I am as virginal as you were.  Everything I know I was taught by my mentor, but he was not skilled in relationships.  If only I knew better how to treat you, and express to you my choosing Flinton as my lover in a manner that would not make you feel betrayed."  Karyn stopped and leaned against a wall.  She closed her eyes and shuddered, her pussy growing wet with arousal as she remembered the times she and Lynthia made love.  Karyn's lips became slack and she licked them sensually as she remembered the taste of Lynthia's tongue, and the way both women's tongues would entwine and caress with feverish passion.  A sudden bump by a stranger took her back to reality.  Karyn opened her eyes and saw a man looking at her.

"Are you okay?" the man asked.

"Yes.  I am fine." Karyn replied.  She walked away from the man, who smiled as he watched Karyn's alluring ass sway with her steps.  With her mind more focused on the search for the beacons, she had reached an upper balcony and continued scanning.  Karyn leaned over the balcony rail and held out her arm, feeling vibrations but seeing nothing to indicate an altar.  Karyn sighed with resignation and was about to walk away, when Teneila appeared in front of her.

"Karyn.  I think I have found something." Teneila said as she suddenly walked up to Karyn's side.  The magician was dressed in a midriff baring green gown that stopped at about mid thigh.  With Karyn and Teneila together on the balcony were several men who stared at the two beautiful women from a distance.

"How did you find anything without an amulet?" Karyn asked, her voice filled with frustration.

"Just look down." replied Teneila, pointing towards the main ballroom.  Karyn did so and after a moment, noticed the shape of the room was perfectly round.

"Of course." Karyn realized.  "I sensed something when I was down there but I could not determine why.  I saw nothing to indicate an altar was actually on the floor."

"One complication.  I still do not see the small indent for that medallion." Teneila pointed out.

Karyn stared down at the floor and saw directly in the center was a statue of the mansion's current owner.  It was fat, naked, and stood on a short marble base.  "That arrogant man." Karyn whispered.

"Pardon me?" Teneila asked.  Karyn did not reply and merely ran down the main stairs to the ballroom floor.  Teneila struggled to follow her, due to both Karyn's speed and Teneila's inexperience with high heeled shoes.  Karyn ran up to the statue, pushing aside everyone on the way.  By the time she had gotten through half the ballroom was staring at her, while the other half began staring as she pushed against the statue in an attempt to knock it down.

"What are you doing?!" Teneila frantically asked Karyn.

"The amulet, it sings!  It is under here!  Help me move this!" Karyn replied excitedly.

"Are you alright Karyn?" Teneila asked with concern.  "You seem..."

"Just help me!" Karyn insisted, her teeth gritting as she pushed harder against the statue.

Teneila closed her eyes and placed a hand flatly against the statue.  Using an incantation, she caused the force from her hand to be intensified several times, enough that the two women's combined efforts were able to bring the statue to the ground.  The smiling head of the statue broke off at the neck as it came crashing down.  Just as Karyn predicted, the small shallow hole for the amulet was sitting right under the statue.

"Karyn, we have trouble." Teneila warned as she saw the fat man whom the statue was modeled after coming down the balcony stairs.  Four large men accompanied him and angry expressions marred all of their faces.

"This won't take long." Karyn said as she removed the amulet.

Karyn inserted the amulet into the indent and turned it.  The floor beneath the guests cracked as energy burst from the ancient carvings beneath.  Everyone stood with eyes wide open and their jaws slack as the room exploded with colorful light.  People began to scurry about like frightened rodents on a sinking ship, even though the light was no causing any actual harm to them.  Teneila squinted her eyes as the light intensified, she stood out as the long figure that stood still among the chaos surrounding her.  The magician turned towards Karyn and saw her through the light, Karyn had her arms extended skyward as the light blew over her, an expression of pleasure was barely visible on her face.  As Teneila pondered over that, the light stopped, the room's crowd slowly calmed down, and the four angry men and the fat man resumed their advance.

Teneila produced two fireballs in her hands and readied to throw them, when Karyn extended an arm in front of her.  Teneila stepped back as Karyn stepped forward, her glare focused on the men.  The men's composure suddenly vanished as Karyn made a tight fist and made a swinging downward motion in the air.  All four men were bowled over as if an invisible fist had smacked each of them in the face.  Before their bodies smacked the marble steps, Karyn grabbed Teneila by the arm and quickly guided her through the mob of scared and shocked party-goers.  The two women reached the outer gates of the mansion and continued running through them and around the corner, finally stopping in an alley a few blocks away.

"What happened there Karyn?" Teneila panted with exhaustion.

"It is an unbelievable feeling." Karyn explained.  "With each altar, it feels different."

"What?  What feels different?" Teneila asked.

"The sensation as the light passes over me.  I can not even begin to describe it.  But..it grows stronger as my quest continues."

"And what of the magic you just displayed?  Are you a student of the arts?"

"No.  That I cannot explain." Karyn answered, her voice pausing as she pondered her recent abilities. "Nor can I explain what happened under the ocean with you and me.  It seems like an extremely fortunate occurrence for you to have met my arms in that fashion."

"I have noticed such a thing as well.  Could it be a side effect of the altars at work?"

"Perhaps...perhaps the altars have another purpose other than a test for us mortals." Karyn said, her voice filled with uncertainty.

The two women paused, their moods suddenly darkened and unsure.  "Does this blunt your drive to continue the quest?" Teneila asked warily.

"No.  It does not." Karyn replied.  Teneila however could see through the warrior's artificial tone of confidence.  Although the magician admitted to herself, she was scared too.

***

Flinton carried Lynthia back to her bedroom at the inn, and laid the girl on the bed.  She giggled slightly and rolled playfully on the sheets, drunken nonsense escaping her lips.  Flinton looked down at her and found himself staring at her breasts as her squirming pressed them harder against the sheer material of her dress.  He leaned closer which caught Lynthia's attention, and she began groping her own tits through the material, her nipples beginning to prominently display.  She arched her back and fondled her breasts shamelessly, moaning as she aroused herself with her touch.  Flinton took off his jacket and shirt and laid himself on top of Lynthia.  He grasped her face and kissed kissed her passionately on lips.

Lynthia moaned through the union of their lips as their tongues began to entwine.  She leaned upward and allowed Flinton to nuzzle the side of her neck, making her gasp.  Flinton dug his hands into Lynthia's thick hair and kissed her again on the lips, harder and more ferocious than before.  His right hand slid down the back of her dress to caress her taut ass.  He lowered her panties down to the middle of her thighs and fondled her newly bared asscheeks before moving to her slit.

Moans of arousal escaped Lynthia's mouth as Flinton lowered the shoulder straps of her gown.  Flinton began undoing his belt when Lynthia rolled on top of him and stopped his hands as they were about to pull off his pants.  She stepped off the bed momentarily and completely slid out of her dress and panties.  With her naked form exposed to Flinton, she straddled his form and rubbed her crotch over his.  Flinton reached up and caressed Lynthia's breasts, causing the blond girl to bite her lower lip with bliss and lean down to thrust her nipples into Flinton's face.  Lynthia hugged Flinton's neck and held him to her bosom as he sucked her turgid nipples and ran his tongue over her warm tits.  Lynthia groaned continuously, thrusting her chest deeper and harder against Flinton, her sensual orbs swayed alluringly into the archer's face and mouth.

Lynthia moved down and undid Flinton's pants, freeing his erect cock.  She stroked it gently for a moment before taking it in her mouth.  Flinton shuddered as she sucked loudly on his erection, her blond veiled head bobbing up and down.  She ran her tongue along the bottom of his shaft and sucked on each of his balls, causing him to groan.

As she felt the first of his cum beginning to squirt from the tip of his manhood, Lynthia squatted herself over his crotch, lined up her snatch with his shaft and sat down slowly upon him.  Lynthia moaned deeply as she felt his warm meat gradually slide up her vagina before she leaned her entire weight onto his thighs, driving his shaft up her womanhood and causing her to gasp.  Her slender legs wrapped around Flinton's torso as she began riding his cock, ramming it deeper and harder into her belly.  Flinton grabbed Lynthia's curvaceous hips and thrusted himself into her cunt.  Lynthia's luscious tits jiggled as she intensified her humping motions, and threw her head back as the pleasure inside her began to grow.  Her slack lips panted sharply with every push against Flinton's crotch, and she lowered her face to stare down at Flinton as she felt her insides tighten.  She placed her hands on top of his torso for support, and braced herself as Flinton pumped harder between her legs.  Groaning harshly, Lynthia lowered herself across Flinton and embraced him tightly as their crotches fused with sensual heat.  Lynthia pumped herself faster and faster against Flinton, her pussy ready to ignite with bliss.  Their bodies writhed in unison as they orgasmed, their muscles tightening as rapture flooded their brains.  Lynthia screamed as explosions of ecstasy went off in her vagina, reveling in the warmth of Flinton's cum flowing through her womanhood.

***

"You bastard!" Lynthia screamed as she backed away from the bed, clutching a sheet in front of her breasts.  "You took advantage of me in my drunken state last night despite your love for Karyn?!"

"I was a bit drunk myself." Flinton explained.  "There is no reason to tell damning tales."

"You treat Karyn's affection as if it is nothing!  Do you realize how loyal she is to you?!  She left me because of her feelings for you!!"  Lynthia continually snapped at Flinton while she angrily searched the room for her clothes.

"That is none of my concern, nor of my doing."

"Are you saying that you do not return Karyn's love?"

"I return some of it.  But not in the same capacity she gives me.  I enjoy the coitus relations we engage in."

"Is that all?!  Flinton, you disgust me!  I hope Karyn finds out and kills you!!"

"Well, you will not tell her will you?"

"It will be my word against yours.  And sadly, she holds you in higher regard now.  I would be nothing but the jealous ex-lover." Lynthia said before she hurriedly put her dress back on and left the room.

Lynthia walked down the hall slowly, her mind still buzzing from the previous night.  She came around a corner and accidentally bumped into someone.

"Sorry." apologized Teneila, who noticed Lynthia's ragged appearance.  "Oh...good morning Lynthia." she said, trying her best to hide the contempt in her voice.  The left strap of Lynthia's dress had fallen off her shoulder, revealing much of her breast and her blonde locks were messy and sticky with dried sweat.  "I can see you have found that new purpose you were seeking." Teneila remarked.

Lynthia merely pulled up the strap of her dress and ran off, her face buried in her hands as she sobbed.

"Lynthia wait!  I apologize!  That was not something I should have said!" Teneila yelled after the blonde girl, but she paid the magician no attention and disappeared around the corner.

***

Louto sat at his desk, his slender fingers twitching with nervous energy while he continually scanned the doorway for new customers to his business.  A large, drunken man emerged from a room in the hallway behind him and staggered out with a smile on his face.  A few moments later, a naked, beautiful brunette woman emerged from the same room, massaging her wrists gently.

"Louto," she said, "here's your cut."  She threw a handful of pieces onto the man's desk.  He scooped them up and placed them in his pockets.

"It would be nice if you would help me once in a while.  My previous customer was drunk, so I was lucky his knots are not very strong tonight."

Louto merely looked up at her coldly.  "If you do not wish to be tied up by drunken men, get another profession."

"Louto, don't be so cold.  You know why I am here, why any of us are here."

"It is not my fault, nor my concern.  Just do as you are told."

"Excuse me." a new voice said.

Louto and the woman turned and saw a hooded figure standing before them.  "I would like to purchase the services of one of your women." the stranger replied in a feminine voice.

***

"Hello there." greeted a dark haired woman as the hooded figure entered her room.  Immediately, she slipped out of her undergarments and laid on the couch, spreading her legs apart to reveal her naked pussy to the stranger.  "What is your name?" the young woman purred as she leaned back on the couch.

"Lynthia." the girl replied as she removed her hood.

"Mmmm...that is a sexy name." the woman commented, admiring the girl's shimmering gold locks.

"What is your name?" Lynthia asked as she took off her cloak, letting it drop to the floor.

"What would you like it to be?"

"Karyn." Lynthia replied nonchalantly.

"Then my name is Karyn.  Would you like me to do anything special?"

"Just lean back and let me touch you." Lynthia replied as she slid her lithe form out of her dress.  "And when the time is right, touch me back."  Completely naked, she walked over to Karyn and laid herself on top of her.  Lynthia rubbed her nose in Karyn's thick black hair and kissed the girl's slender neck.  Karyn moaned softly while Lynthia reached down with her right hand and stroked the inside of her bare thighs, wandering to warm pussy and fondling the soft folds.  Lynthia slowly licked Karyn's tits, caressing each of her nipples sensuously with her wet tongue.  Karyn moaned louder and leaned her head back as Lynthia licked up the side of her neck.  She allowed Lynthia to kiss her on the lips, frenching her tongue voraciously while she held onto Lynthia's slender hips.  As their tongues became further entwined, Lynthia tightened her fingers around Karyn's soft breasts, her fingers squeezing Karyn's nipples with increasing pressure.

As the kiss continued, Karyn slid a hand between Lynthia's spread legs and began to molest her dripping cunt.  Lynthia arched her back, groaning with bliss as she moved her mouth back to Karyn's tits and suckled on them wantonly, relishing in the taste of Karyn's smooth flesh.  Karyn thrust two fingers up Lynthia's pussy, pumping them back and forth between her swollen lips.  Lynthia bit her lip with stifled rapture, closing her eyes as she rolled her hips in sync with Karyn's thrusts, driving her fingers deeper and deeper up her clenching hole.  Lynthia panted sharply for breath, writhing erotically against Karyn as her fingers disappeared completely within her womanhood.  She buried her hands in her thick, golden hair as she bobbed her ass erotically, sending her luscious, sweaty tits into a frenzy.  With a loud moan she orgasmed, squirting torrents of hot juices from her aching pussy.  Karyn tasted Lynthia's honey off her fingers before feeding it to the panting girl on top of her.  Lynthia took Karyn's fingers and sumptuously licked them clean.  The two kissed one more time, the taste of Lynthia's orgasm still prevalent in both their mouths.

The kiss lasted a few more moments, as did the session of passion.  After letting Lynthia rest upon her heaving bosom, Karyn emerged from beneath and stood up.

"That will be one hundred pieces." Karyn said, the sensuality in her voice replaced with a cold tone.

Lynthia wiped the remaining juices from her chin and retrieved her pouch.  She poured a handful of pieces into her open palm and handed them to Karyn, who snatched them greedily from her hand.

***

"Where in the god's names have you been?!" Karyn demanded as she finally saw Lynthia enter the hotel.  "It is morning and I have not seen you since last night."

"You sound like my mother Karyn.  My previous whereabouts are none of your concern." Lynthia coldly replied to the auburn warrior as she walked solemnly back to her room.

"Lynthia wait!" Karyn insisted as she grabbed Lynthia's shoulder.  Initially, Lynthia shrugged it away, but the second time Karyn made contact, she simply stopped and sighed with resignation.

"What is it?" Lynthia asked Karyn with an impatient sigh.

"Lynthia." Karyn said in a calm, soothing tone.  "Please, tell me what is wrong."

"As I said Karyn, none of your concern.  I admit I have been behaving strangely.  I suppose I have not been dealing with, recent events the way I should.  I am sure you are aware what events I am speaking of?"

"And have you found the proper way yet to cope?"

"No." Lynthia replied, walking gently away from Karyn.  Karyn closed her eyes and reluctantly let go, knowing Lynthia would not say anymore to her.

Just as Lynthia retreated upstairs, Jatz walked in, still dressed in his formal clothes from the ball.  "Hello Karyn!" he greeted ecstatically, proudly holding a generous bag of winnings from the gambling table.  "Sorry if I worried you about my whereabouts, but the gambling continued on and on until morning.  I was on such a roll I could have gambled until tomorrow!  But, I digress, that was a great party last night, wouldn't you say?" Jatz asked.

"Yes." Karyn murmured sarcastically.  "Great fun for all."

***

"Are you going to strike at them?"

"Not yet Karna.  Karyn is too strong for me to battle personally.  Especially with her entourage."

"Do you have a plan my lord?"

"Yes." Xarthul said as he rubbed his two hands together.

THE END