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Subject: {ASSM} StarGate 69 - Chapter 6 (MF Mf ff Ff Mult fanfic ScFi cons non-con D/S BD humil gang group orgy anal)
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Author's note:

Okay, I am NOT an SG1 geek. I don't have every episode memorized, I'm
not immersed in the canon. I love the concept of the show, and I loved
the movie it was based on, but sometimes the show makes me clench my
teeth. The actions of the characters are sometimes so stupid that I
have to shake my head and say, "THIS is a special forces team?"

So... this is my attempt at doing a little writing in the Star Gate
world. While SG-1 has a small part, the story is not about them. It
follows another SG team, and, since it's a Dark Pen story, there's
gonna be some sex. Most likely a lot of sex. So... if SG-1 is something
you live and breathe, stay away from this story. It'll make you nuts.

SG-69

Disclaimer: I don't own the SG universe, someone else does. I'm just
playin' around a bit, so don't go gettin' yer knickers in a twist. It's
Fanfic fer cryin' out loud!

This is a work of fiction.  If you are under whatever arbitrary age
your elected officials have decided to choose for viewing adult
material, understand that you will be breaking the law if you read
this.  If you get caught,  I don't want to get blamed because your
parents can't keep track of you.

Please don't try this stuff at home (or anywhere else, for that
matter).  Some of it could be very dangerous.  If you have a hard time
telling fantasy from reality, please don't read any of my writings and
go seek medical help.

If you are a religious fanatic of any flavor and you hate my stuff,
please note that you shouldn't be here to begin with - no one forced
you here.  If you are offended by sexual liturature (such as it is)
then go visit somewhere else.

This story may not be posted on any pay site.  It may not be archived
with out permission from the author and if it's reposted, this
information must remain with it.  Copyright c 2007 Dark Pen.

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Chapter 6

    	The Chief didn't show up until late morning.  By that time Wilds
and Finn had decided who'd be fighting for Reed.  According to the
rules, each fight was one on one.  They could take turns against the
Chiefs choices, but if the team lost one fight, they lost the Captain
for a year.  However, what Finn thought were the rules, and what they
actually were, turned out to be two different things.

    	"Wait a minute," he told Orla, "I thought you said that we decided
to who would fight for our side."

    	"What I said," corrected Orla, "was that your mating group would
fight my warriors.  Perhaps you misunderstood."

    	Finn was pissed off.  This was getting out of hand.  Looking at
the three men standing there, he knew that Alexa would have little or
no chance against any one of them.

    	"I did not misunderstand," he said.  "It is unfair to ask Alexa to
fight.  She is a scholar, not a warrior."

    	Orla shrugged.  "When you lose, we won't keep Reed forever; it is
only for a year.  You can stay with my tribe, even, and I will allow
you to spend time with her.  When I am not using her."

    	"That's not going to work," said Finn.  "We have to leave here
soon, and Reed is coming with us."

    	"Then I hope," said Orla, "that you can win."

    	Finn cursed and turned away.  This was bullshit.  They'd do the
fight, but if any one of them lost, he was going to introduce this
tribe to the concept of superior fire power.  He almost decided to call
it off and just take Reed tonight, but he wanted to avoid any loss of
life, especially on the part of his team.  There were just too many
people to risk it right now.

    	"Shit," he said, as they stood apart from the people who were
gathering to watch, "now what the fuck are we going to do?"

    	"Hey, I know how to defend myself," said Alexa, with some heat.

    	"Training in a dojo isn't the same thing as a real world fight,"
said Finn.

    	"I'll win," replied Alexa.  "I promise.  I want Reed back as much
as you do.  Besides, how do you know you'll win?"

    	"Attitude," replied Finn,  "and the fact that I've been in real
hand-to-hand situations before.  And I don't have a choice."

    	He thought for a moment, then said, "All right.  This is how were
going to play it.  Alexa, you'll fight first..."

    	"Oh right, because you expect me to lose..."

    	"That's enough," Finn said sharply.  "_They_ will expect you to
lose, which is what's important.  If you do, well, you do.  We'll take
Reed by force tonight.  But if you don't, think of how badly it'll
shake them.  Whereas if Wilds and I go first, and we win, your fight
will be even harder.  Don't you want every advantage you can get?"

    	Alexa looked over toward the three men they'd be fighting.  Not
one of them was under six two, and they all looked like they knew how
to move.  She hesitated for a second, then nodded.

    	"We can't do any real damage," continued Finn, "which means we're
all at a disadvantage.  Those guys are big and they outweigh us by
quite a bit, so it's going to be like a wrestling match.  And I suck at
wrestling."

    	"We could just knock 'em out," offered Wilds.

    	"Whatever.  Just don't kill them," said Finn.  "If there are any
serious injuries, all of us will be in danger _except_ Reed."

    	Just then, Tenka walked up to them and bowed.

    	"I want to thank you for last night," she said.  "My pleasure was
exquisite and I hope that I returned what you so freely gave."

    	"You're welcome," replied Wilds with a smile.

    	Finn echoed the sentiment, and under other circumstances, he'd
have been very distracted.  But right now his mind was focused on
getting Reed.  He was already making alternate plans for her retrieval,
and cursing himself for letting things go this far.

    	"If... if you cannot win back your mate," said Tenka, "I would
offer to go with you for the year.  I know that I am not her, but
perhaps I could help with her loss."

    	"That's very gracious of you," said Alexa, "and please don't take
this the wrong way, but we really have to leave here with Captain
Reed."

    	Tenka hesitated, then said, "The Chief is most taken with her.
She will use the Coyote's own tricks to keep her, so you should be
careful."

    	Finn's eyes narrowed.

    	"I assume that means that she'll cheat?" he asked.

    	"Outright cheating is... not encouraged," replied Tenka.  "But
tricks and clever traps are the Coyote's way, and the Chief is well
versed in finding advantage where there appears to be none."

    	With that, the girl bowed and walked away.  Finn sighed and rolled
his eyes.  Could things get any worse?

    	"We have about an hour before we have to fight," he said.  "Let's
go gear up.  Full kit.  I want to be as ready for anything as we can
get."

    	They headed inside to get their gear.

    	+++++

    	Finn insisted on being early for the Challenge.  There was no way
he was going to forfeit something because the Chief's sense of time
didn't match theirs.  But there was no indication that she was going to
try that.  Apparently, she felt confident that her whoever was matched
against Alexa would prevail, and Finn couldn't blame her.  It was bad
enough that she had to fight -- even though he knew she'd had extensive
training.  If she'd had surprise, and if her goal was to hurt her
opponent and escape, that'd be one thing.  But a person her size trying
to put down someone that big without hurting them?  Well now, that was
something else.

    	He decided that if any of them lost, they'd appear the gracious
loser, and do their best to put the Chief off guard.  Then they'd do
their best to spring a trap, yank Reed and escape.  There would be
blood, for sure, but no way was he leaving Reed here for a year no
matter how much she appeared to enjoy herself.  Plus, he could just see
himself trying to explain what had happened to Hammond:

    	"Well Sir, we didn't want to hurt the natives that lived on the
nice, deserted planet you sent us to and besides, the Captain really
likes being a sex slave.  So we thought we'd just go back next year and
get her when the Chief is finished with her..."

    	Oh yeah.  That'd go well.  He'd spend the rest of his life in
Leavenworth, and rightfully so.  Hell, they were going to have to...
finesse... this report as it was.  He was wondering what part of his
brain had been turned off to let things get this far.  Then he saw
Captain Reed being brought out to the area, and his cock throbbed.
That reminded him just how much his lust had gotten control of him.
And _that_ made him frown.  Yes, he had a very high sex drive.  Yes, he
loved what was going on here at this Festival.  But that really didn't
explain why he seemed to have lost so much control over himself, and it
appeared that Dr. Shaw and Wilds had been experiencing the same loss of
control.  Hmmm.  Something to think about at another time.

    	They'd done Reed up in some very nice bondage -- no doubt to try
and distract her 'mates'.  She was on a small platform which had a
short cross on it.  Her position was pretty extreme: Her arms went
behind the top bar and were tied to the base of the platform, and each
knee had been bent and her ankles tied to the ends of the cross bar at
the top.  Rope tightly cinched her waist to the vertical pole, and her
pussy was resting on what looked like a tree branch which was
horizontal to the ground and affixed to the main pole.  Finn knew it
was a tree branch because the bark was still on it.  Her mouth was, as
usual, plugged, and both breasts were tightly roped.

    	"Just how into this stuff is Reed?" Finn asked Wilds quietly.

    	"Lets just say that if this had happened a different way, she'd be
in subbie heaven," replied Wilds.  "I'm betting she's just going with
it, and enjoying it because she trusts us to get her out of here."

    	Finn looked hard at Wilds, then said, "Please tell me that she's
at least _tried_ to escape."

    	"Oh, I know she has," replied Wilds.  "I was listening to Rika and
Gayla talk this morning about how much she'd calmed down.  Apparently,
she took the first two men they sent in the room to get her by
surprise, and hurt one of them pretty bad.  Since then she's been under
heavy guard, and restrained almost every moment."

    	Except when she was doing that whole orgy thing the other night,
thought Finn.  It was a thought he didn't share.

    	"One other thing," added Wilds.  "I also found out that the
Coyote's Gift always arrives naked.  So either she was transported
somewhere else first, or the transport device is tuned for human only."

    	"Is that possible?" he asked.

    	"I don't know," replied Wilds, "you'll have to ask Dr. Shaw."

    	The Chief chose that time to stand up and make a short speech,
thanking all for gathering, praising the Coyote's Gift and mentioning
how much she appreciated Reed, then saying that in true Trickster
fashion, the Coyote had sent three warriors to meet her own in battle
to try and claim Reed back.

    	"I am sure that my champions will prevail, and I pledge that I
will cherish the Gift I have have been given," she said.  "And now, let
the first of the challenges begin!"

    	Ruun stepped into the roped off area to the cheers of the crowd.
He smiled at people and accepted a nod from the Chief, then stood there
and waited.  No theatrics, no bravado.  He was there to win, and his
attitude showed it.

    	Alexa had removed her boots, her top, and her fatigue pants, and
was standing there in a body suit that Finn hadn't know she'd brought
with her.  It hugged her every curve and was dead black.  She bent down
and pulled out another pile of cloth from her bag.  It turned out to
hold a pair of soft boots and what looked like a Ninja mask.  Finn
shook his head wondering where she'd gotten the Ninja outfit.

    	"You know Ninjitsu?" Wilds asked.

    	"No," replied Alexa, her voice muffled and somewhat distant.  "I
know Aikido.  But I don't want our friend in there to have any handy
places to grab."

    	Ruun looked at Alexa oddly as she stepped into the ring.  He was
clearly puzzled by what Alexa was wearing, but obviously wasn't going
to let it bother him.  The Chief gave the go for the fight to start and
Alexa just stood there.  Finn was on pins and needles, franticly
looking for any way out of this situation.  Alexa wasn't even in a
stance, she was just standing there looking helpless.  If he'd been
thinking more clearly, that would have reassured him.

    	Ruun moved toward Alexa cautiously, then slowly put out a hand to
take her arm.  It was clear he didn't know what was going on either.
Alexa moved out of his way.  He tried again with the same result.  Then
he smiled.  It was obvious that she was going to make him chase her.
This time he moved much faster, but still, she slipped out of the way.
That couldn't last forever though; the ring just wasn't that big.

    	Alexa's dance came to an abrupt end as Ruun lunged toward her --
and found himself landing almost flat on his face in the sand.  He let
out a grunt and quickly rolled to his feet.  Finn blinked.  He hadn't
expected what had happened any more than Ruun had.  Ruun got up and
brushed himself off, looking thoughtfully at Alexa.  His next attack
was more deliberate, but he didn't move as fast.  He was larger and far
stronger and it was obvious he was going to use that to his advantage,
especially now that he knew Alexa wasn't as easy a target as he'd
thought she was.

    	She slipped him again, then twice more, but eventually he managed
to grab her.  She squirmed around in his arms, her flexibility
astonishing as she actually managed to kick him in the face with one
foot.  This stunned him a bit and she snapped her head back into his
jaw, which stunned him even more.  Not for long, but for long enough
for her to squirm out of his hold.  This time he came at her fast and
low, and it looked like she was done for.  However, when they hit the
ground, she twisted like a cat and got his massive arm in a submission
hold.  Finn had his doubts that she'd be able to keep the hold, but she
was using her entire body, and his arm was twisted pretty bad.

    	"Yield or I'll break it," she said.

    	The Chief shot to her feet and said, "You may not do permanent
damage!"

    	"Then make him yield," she said, "or we'll be like this all day.
Besides, he'll heal."

    	Her voice didn't waver, and she showed no sign of strain, but Finn
knew she had to be expending a lot of energy to keep him in the hold.

    	The Chief could see it too, and sat down with a smile.

    	"Let us see how long you can hold him then," she said.  "The
contest is not finished as long as one has the will to resist.  And if
you do break his arm, you lose.  More than just the contest, I assure
you."

    	Alexa shook her head and Ruun squirmed, trying to dislodge his
arm.  She put more pressure on it, but Ruun was a warrior, and Finn was
willing to bet he'd let his arm be broken rather than give up the
fight.  Alexa must have thought so too, and to his surprise, she let
him go.  But when he tried to get up, she brought her heel down on his
head, stunning him.  In a flash, she had him in a hold around his neck,
and it was a done deal after that.  She got up, leaving his limp body
on the ground.  The Chief shot to her feet.

    	"If he is dead, you will follow!"

    	"Hold on!" yelled Finn, as some of the guard began to head toward
Alexa.  "He's not dead, just unconscious, so back the hell off."

    	Orla looked at Finn and he could see that she was really pissed.
He noted that she didn't have her eyes on the gun in his hand, which
was good.  It meant she didn't know what it was, and if he had to use
it, the shock value would be considerable.  She nodded to one of her
guards who got into the ring and turned Ruun over, shaking him.  It
wasn't long before he came to, and was back on his feet.

    	"I'd say that we won the first round," said Finn.

    	Orla sat down, her eyes narrowed in anger.

    	"It appears you have," she said, in a voice that was light.  "But
you have two more challenges to go, and you will not find them so easy
to win.  She will fight next."

    	The Chief pointed at Wilds.  Wilds shrugged and so did Finn.  He
knew, if only by reputation, that Wilds was a hell of a fighter, so he
wasn't worried.  But it wouldn't do to get over confident.

    	"Fine," he said nodding to Wilds.

    	Alexa came out of the ring, and Finn and Wilds congratulated her.

    	"Damn that was slick," said Finn.

    	"Thanks," said Alexa pulling off her hood.  Her face was wet with
sweat.  "It's a good thing he didn't know what to expect though,
because he's a strong as an ox.  He almost had me there."

    	"It is time!" said the Chief, and Wilds and Finn looked back at
the ring.

    	The man inside was actually bigger than Ruun had been, but didn't
look as fast.

    	"Good luck," said Finn to Wilds.

    	Wilds was eying up her opponent as she walked into the ring.

    	"Thanks," she said.  "Let's hope I win as easy as Alexa did."

    	It was clear that this man wasn't going to close with Wilds and
chance that she knew the same tricks Dr. Shaw did.  He didn't try to
grapple with her and instead tried to hit her.  He missed though --
Wilds was ungodly fast.  Her return kick didn't miss, although since
the guy was built like a wall it didn't seem to do too much.  They
traded blows several times, or rather tried to.  She hit him three
times for each time he hit her.  Problem was, she went down when he did
connect and he wasn't taking any changes.  Once she was down, he tried
to dive on top of her, but all he got was her boot in his face as she
rolled to her feet.  Her mouth was bleeding a bit, but her face was
calm.  His mouth was bleeding too, but he didn't look calm at all, and
he roared as he moved toward her.  She ducked a swing, and hit his
sternum with an upward elbow shot.  He grunted, and her downward
hammer-fist slammed toward his nose.  He turned his face enough to
avoid the blow, and she caught his upper cheek instead.  He stagged
back a small amount and Wilds followed through with a spinning rear
kick, aimed at his stomach.  That connected and he went down, but he
wasn't out.

    	Finn knew if the rules had been different, Wilds would have won
already.  It was more difficult to subdued someone, then just kill them
outright.  A swift kick to his head would have put him down
permanently, but unlike Alexa, Wilds chose not to take the chance and
backed off.  He stood, weaving slightly and went for her again, and
again was met by another blow -- this time her knee in his sternum.
The man staggered, and seemed to be having a difficult time keeping his
feet.  Wilds closed in for the kill.

    	With amazing speed, her opponent stepped out of the way and
punched at her face.  Only because she hadn't been taking any chances,
did the blow do less damage, and it became clear he'd been playing her.
 Another punch followed, this one getting her in the stomach, and she
went down.  He bent low to grab her, and she quickly twisted, slamming
at his jaw with her elbow.  He blocked it, but was unprepared for
getting his feet stomped and he let her go with a yell.  Wilds took the
opportunity to elbow him twice more in the stomach, which caused him to
bend forward.  She spun and nailed him in the head with her knee and he
went down.  She staggered back, clutching her ribs, and Finn hoped this
was over.

    	It was.  The man tried to get up, but it was obvious he was
disoriented.  Wilds looked a little pissed and started towards him, but
the Chief stood and called a halt.  She didn't look happy about it, but
it was clear the man was beaten.

    	Finally, it was Finn's turn.  He walked into the ring wearing only
a tank-top, his fatigue pants, and his boots.  The man facing him was
the Chief's husband, Garl.  Garl looked unconcerned as he walked into
the ring.  He was bigger than Finn and wearing only a sort of loin
cloth and soft boots.  His skin looked like it had been oiled, which
would make getting a grip on him harder.  The Chief signaled for the
fight to begin, and Finn tensed, waiting for Garl's first move.  Which
turned out to be Garl waiting for Finn to move.  He smiled and Finn
shook his head, then made a 'Come get me' motion, which Garl completely
ignored.  This was going to be interesting, thought Finn.

    	Both the men circled each other for what seemed like an hour, but
could only have been a few minutes.  Finn decided to take a chance, and
darted in with a back-fist to the other man's face.  It connected very
well, but didn't seem to phase the other man at all.  Okay... thought
Finn.

    	He threw a quick, front snap-kick at Garl's stomach, which
connected, but not well, since Garl moved sideways at the last second.
Finn wasn't expecting that, but his balance wasn't affected, which was
a good thing since Garl took a swing at Finn.  Finn blocked, but was
surprised by the strength of the other man.  Finn swung back and had
his wrist captured in one of Garl's hands.  The man smiled and twisted,
trying to get Finn's arm behind his back.  Finn had no problem with
that and went with the motion -- just more quickly than Garl had
expected.  Finn's elbow connected with Garl's face as he counter
grabbed the hand that held his wrist, and stepped back out again.  He
kicked Garl with his right foot, then continued the motion, remembering
only at the last second that if he completed it, he'd break the other
man's elbow.  Garl managed to break free, his oiled skin slipping out
of Finn's hold.  This was not gonna be fun, thought Finn.

    	It wasn't.  Having been warned by the tricks displayed by Alexa
and Wilds, Garl was very canny.  The two men traded blows, and the
fight dragged on.  Finn was panting and soaked with sweat, as was Garl,
but neither man had discovered a decisive weakness in the other.  Since
defending is easier than attacking, Garl had opted for trying to wear
Finn out.  But Finn was in very good shape, so that wasn't happening
any time soon.  Garl was patient and cautious because knew that if he
lost, his wife was going to be very unhappy with him.  Finn was
cautious because winning was the easiest way of getting Reed out of
here without the possible loss of life.

    	Still, something had to give, and once Finn realized that Garl was
content to wait until Finn fell asleep, he started getting more
aggressive.  That was playing into the other man's hands, but Finn was
pretty sure that Garl didn't know what kind of tricks Finn had.
Eventually though, as Garl hoped, Finn slipped up, and the other man
got a hold on him.  Garl, however, made the mistake of assuming a choke
hold meant the fight was over.  He tightened his grip, trying to cut
off Finn's air, and Finn turned his chin into the crook of the other
man's elbow to give himself a few precious seconds of air.

    	Garl must not have been used to this kind of fight either, because
he wasn't protecting his face or his groin very well.  Finn slapped the
back of his hand into the other man's groin, and Garl stiffened, his
grip loosening just a little.  Finn reached back with his other hand
and found Garl's mouth with his thumb.  He quickly slid it inside the
man's mouth, and got a grip on his cheek.  That was painful and
unexpected, and Garl suddenly found himself trying to get away.  Finn
moved as soon as the other man's arms left his throat, spinning (while
removing his hand from Garl's mouth) and chopping down at Garl's neck.
That stunned him enough that Finn was able to strike again, this time
with a hammer-fist behind Garl's ear.  Garl went to his knees, and Finn
got him in a sleeper hold.  However, unlike Garl, he protected his face
and other vulnerable parts.  His caution wasn't needed; Garl went down
and Finn was the winner.

    	He was also dead tired, since a long fight really takes it out of
you.  He wondered how long it had lasted, but at that point really
didn't care.  All he wanted was some water, but he looked at the Chief
and waited for her to acknowledge his win.

    	Her face was blank as she stood, and Finn really hoped she'd honor
her promise.

    	"It appears that the Coyote has spoken," she said.  "Tonight,
after the Festival Dinner, Reed's mates will have the chance to claim
her."

    	If he'd been thinking more clearly, he would have been worried
about the phrasing of that statement.  At the moment, he was just happy
that the Chief was honoring her words.  He left the ring, picked up his
gear, and he and the rest of his team headed to their room.  He walked
in first and dropped his stuff, fully intending to take a bath, when,
as he turned around, he found himself with his arms full of cute
redhead.

    	"My God," Alexa said, "that was so fucking hot."

    	Her hand snaked down to stroke his rapidly hardening cock through
his pants.

    	"I hope you're not too tired for me," she whispered, kissing him.

    	"For us, you mean," added Wilds.  "Fighting always makes me
seriously horny."

    	Finn discovered, very rapidly, that he wasn't nearly as tired as
he thought.  It wasn't long before they'd stripped out of their
clothing, and Alexa was riding his mouth while Wilds rode his cock.
Alexa's taste and smell were completely intoxicating, and he wished he
could watch the kissing and groping he could hear going on above him.
Still, it wasn't long before he was shooting thick ropes of sperm into
Wilds's grasping pussy while Alexa writhed out her orgasm, dripping her
thick oils into his mouth.  It was very satisfying, to say the least.

    	He wasn't overly surprised to find himself rising again as he
watched Alexa greedily suck his cum out of the Major's cunt.  Whatever
had been smeared over Alexa's pussy last night, had done wonders for
her soreness, and she eagerly accepted him inside her as she continued
to use her fingers and mouth on Wilds.  It took a while for the lust to
clear out of their systems, and honestly, it was mainly the fact that
they were all ravenously hungry that caused them to stop at all.  They
took a quick bath, then dressed in their uniforms and headed out.
Somehow wearing the uniform made Finn feel more professional.  More
able to combat the lust that seemed to have almost consumed the three
of them.

    	Finn was nervous the rest of the day, wondering how Orla was going
to try to get out of giving Reed back.  He was also trying to figure
out how it was that his sex drive was so out of control.  He was
offered sex numerous times as he walked through the camp, and while he
would have been quite able to take the person up on it, he managed to
refrain.  He was quite popular though, word having gotten around about
his earlier victory.

    	The feast was just as amazing as it had been the night before.
The food just as good, the wine even better (not that they had too much
of it) and the entertainment quite stimulating.  Finn though, was
preoccupied by wondering when the hell Orla was going to admit she had
to return Reed.  He and his team had their P-90s within reach, should
something bad happen, but he sincerely prayed it wouldn't.  These
people were, for all intense and purposes, unarmed civilians, and he
damn sure wasn't going to be responsible for gunning them down.  If
they attached him and the team, then, yes, they'd defend themselves.
But just opening fire because Orla decided to go back on her word was
not going to happen under his command.

    	Which was why he really hoped that wouldn't happen.  He'd decided
their best shot, if Orla reneged, was to gracefully accept, then leave
the camp.  They'd return much later in the night, and re-enter the
temple the way they had the other night, and he'd show the doctor and
the major the 'window' he'd found.  Alexa might be able to find a way
to open it.  And if not, they'd wait another day, and get Reed on the
way to wherever they'd be taking her.  It'd be easier to grab her while
they were moving her anyway.

    	Finally, the Chief stood.

    	"Today, the Challenge was met," she said.  "The Coyote has chosen
to give Reed a chance to be returned to her mating group.  This is a
great disappointment to me, but the Coyote doesn't always rule in our
favor."

    	She clapped her hands loudly, and someone shouted.  Finn reached
for the gun, calm and focused.  Although he did notice, distantly, that
his cock was hard.  Again.

	From the temple entrance, came six men, in sets of two.  Carried
horizontally  between each set was a long pole, from which hung a black
bag.  Finn's heart started to sink.  What trick was she up to now?

    	Once the men were in the U of the tables, Orla turned to Finn,

     	"Choose," she said.

     	"Choose what?" he asked.

     	"Your mate."

     	"Fine," said Finn.  "Take them out of the bags, we'll grab Reed
and be out of your hair."

     	Orla smiled.

     	"That is not the way of it, I'm afraid," she said.  "By winning
the Challenge, you won the chance to regain your mate.  Well, here is
your chance, and may the Coyote guide your hand."

     	That could be a blessing or a curse.  Finn turned to Alexa and
Wilds.

     	"Now what?" he asked.

     	Alexa shrugged, then said, "Now we go and see if we can figure
out which one is Reed."

    	Great, thought Finn.  Although truthfully, they weren't any worse
off if they picked wrong than if Orla had refused them outright.  They
had a one in three chance, and if they failed, well, there as always
that back door to try.

    	The team approached the bound figures.  There was nothing to
distinguish them from one another.  No sounds came from inside, and the
shapes looked about the same.  It really was random chance.

    	Finn walked past all three, but when he walked near the last one
in line, he felt something he almost didn't notice.  A warm spot on his
left shoulder.  Alexa and Wilds  also stopped and looked at the last
figure, who twitched a bit.  The other two moved not at all.  Finn
frowned and stepped away.

    	"Did you two feel anything just then?"

    	"Anything like what?" asked Wilds.

    	"I don't know... like something hot on your skin?"

    	Alexa nodded.  "Yeah, on my shoulder blade."

    	"Step back for a second," ordered Finn.

    	They stepped back and the feeling went away.  He looked at the
other two.  Alexa immediately nodded, and Wilds did as well, a second
later.

    	Finn moved toward one of the other bound figures, but felt
nothing.  He pulled up the sleeve of his t-shirt and saw nothing on his
skin.  Then, he walked back toward the last pole, and sure enough, his
shoulder got warm again.  Very odd, especially since there was no mark.

    	"Give it a try," he said to Wilds and Alexa.

    	They repeated his actions and nodded to him as the approached the
last pole.

    	"Come now," said Orla, "the Festival pleasures await your
decision."

    	Finn shrugged and looked at the others.

    	"Any objection to picking this one?" he asked.

    	They shook their heads, and Finn put his hand on the leather
covered figure.  His shoulder now felt actually hot.

    	"This one," he said.

    	Orla's face was blank, and Finn wondered if even she knew which
one was Reed.  Because if this one wasn't, he was damned sure going to
make them open the other bags.  He wasn't about to get duped by the
possibility that Reed might not be in any of them.  It took a few
minutes to release the figure from the bag, but once they did, they
were presented with a naked, well bound, very hot and very well gagged
Captain Elizabeth Reed.  Finn turned to look at Orla.  Rather than
anger, he saw disappointment in her face, and wondered just how
attached she'd gotten to Reed.

    	"Well," said Finn, "now that we've gotten Reed back, I think it's
time to take our leave.  Untie her," he ordered Wilds.

	"Congratulations," said Orla, "but surely, you are not leaving just
yet.  Now that you have completed the Challenge, it is tradition that
you celebrate the return of your mate.  Right here will do."
	
	"What?" asked Finn.

End of chapter 6

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