	The Golden Knot



The golden hills stretched further onward under the blue, cloud-
dappled sky, the shining sun bringing a hallucinogenically sharp 
contrast to the trees and bushes against the meadows. As 
Candice ascended the hills, her sandled feet crushing the daisies 
and buttercups that pebbled the grass, she could make out 
ahead of her, at last, the silhouette, still clouded and still hazy, 
of the mountain kingdom that she sought. The Staff of 
Readiness was gripped firmly in her right hand, giving to its 
owner that extra stamina and energy that all these leagues of 
travel would surely have weakened a lesser woman. Around 
her shoulders was wrapped the Shawl of Comfort, which 
would warm Candice through the coldest night on the snow-
swept mountains. And around her waist was tied a strong 
leather belt in which she secured the Purse of Plenty and in its 
sheath, too deadly sharp otherwise, the diamond-keen Sword 
of Valour.

A warm breeze lifted up a lock of her long brown hair, brushing 
a few strands across her freckled nose. The breeze also lifted 
aside her cloak, under which Candice wore little. Her travels 
had not been kind to her once-beautiful and costly clothes, now 
all torn and ragged. She wore a singlet which covered one but 
not both of her proud full breasts, their nipples stiff in the early 
afternoon sun, and not secured at all, as clothes for women are 
not designed to so secure, her penis which protruded erect, the 
skin drawn off the shining glans, as was ever the case, and the 
veins along its length straining to hold upright a stiff penis that 
would be a proud boast for any man, but most extraordinary 
indeed on a woman. Especially on a woman of such comeliness 
as Candice.

She regarded her penis as it stretched ahead of her, at a rigid 
upright to the perpendicular of her stride, the curse that had 
brought her so much misery, a few desperate moments of 
pleasure and was the cause for her quest for the Golden Knot, 
whose magical properties would bring her suffering to an end. 
At last! She would once again be a normal woman, able once 
more to enjoy the pleasure of vaginal intercourse and the very 
different, but, she now knew, immeasurably richer delights of 
pleasuring herself.

As she ascended the brow of the hill she could hear panting 
and gasping, unmistakeably those of sexual pleasure, but 
coming from two very dissimilar voices. One being that of a girl 
and the other, Candice was sure, of a dog. And, as Candice 
espied over the next ridge, a dog and a girl were indeed the 
two participants. The dog was a plain, wolf-like animal, of the 
breed common to the farms and smallholdings of the 
Bramblewood Union Hills. He was atop a naked girl whose 
long reddish plaits fell down on either side of a red freckled 
face, paws drooping over her back and his pelvis thrusting in 
and out of the girl's behind. He was gasping and panting in the 
urgent whiney manner of canine sexual pleasure, while the girl's 
face held an expression of beatific pleasure as the dog's thrusts 
brought her to ecstasy. Her own gasps were unfeigned and 
urgent, shrill and guttural in equal measures.

The girl raised her head as Candice came into view, a broad 
grin across her face. 

"Good morrow, sweet maiden! How comes you to our sweet 
hills?"

Candice smiled and stood a few steps away from the girl and 
her dog, who was now thrusting more from habit than desire, 
warily aware of another person's presence.

"Good morrow, my sweet damsel," Candice saluted, standing 
astride, her cloak parted to show to its best advantage her 
fearsome sword and her erect penis. "I am journeying to the 
Kankun Mountains, beyond the great plains of Pi. I am also in 
need of sustenance and rest. Know ye of a place where that I 
can find? I have the means to pay for my lodgings."

"I do indeed, madam," the girl replied. "But first I must 
apologise for my rudeness in so kneeling like this. I would arise 
to greet you, but Valiant, my faithful hound, has me caught in a 
terrible knot and I cannot escape without doing great hurt to 
both myself and my beloved pet."

Candice laughed indulgently. "And so I see! Your Valiant is 
indeed a very loving pet. In fact, it is a knot, but a very different 
knot that I seek now. The Golden Knot, which is known to be 
in the Kankun Mountains, and rumoured to be guarded by a 
fierce cockatrice. This is why I come striding so many leagues 
across your lands and towards the distant snowy peaks."

"But why such a quest, brave mistress? Ought you not to be 
sending brave knights on this quest to bring you home this 
sacred jewel and perhaps by proving their worth to take your 
hand in marriage?"

"It is not choice that drives me in this direction. It is I who have 
to make union with the Golden Knot, for it is only by such 
means that I can be cured of the curse which bedevils me and 
which denies me the pleasure to which your dog has so 
generously given you."

"And what curse is that, if you please, madam?"

"It is this!" announced Candice theatrically, pulling her cloak to 
one side and grasping the sheath of her penis in the forefinger 
and thumb of one hand. "The Warlock of the Golden Circle 
has cursed me with the possession of an ever erect penis. No 
longer do I possess a sweet cunt in which can sink a knight's 
throbbing mettle nor even the tongue of my waiting maids. 
Instead I have this accursed thing!" Candice shook it angrily, 
but it bounced back and forth on the tight coil beneath the 
pubic hairs. "Curse the Warlock! And curse even more my 
foolish words on that fateful day!"

"But what is amiss with having possession of such a splendid 
thing?" wondered the girl, still on her knees, with her dog's 
penis still deep inside her vagina, locked in place by the trick of 
his canine anatomy. "I had seen the thing when you cast your 
cloak to one side, but I thought it was perhaps a trick of the 
eye or else a curious, exotic toy or bauble that you chose to 
carry."

"Besides the freakish nature of this 'gift' and the loss of my 
beloved cunt," Candice replied, "it gives me great nuisance 
when I wish to piss. I cannot let a trickle of urine leave me until 
my penis is sated and has released itself of sperm. And then 
only when I have released a volume of semen, does my penis 
shrivel and become able to urinate. But as soon as I have 
relieved myself in this way, and I needs must be fast as the 
competing calls of nature do give battle, for all too soon my 
cock once again regains its stiffness and I can piss no more."

"It is a curse!" agreed the girl. "To have a bladder full of piss, 
but a penis too stiff and hard to allow through even the smallest 
drop! Can I be of help? I can not offer to let you fuck me 
whilst my dear dog, Valiant, maintains his grip upon my cunt, 
but I can suck your penis dry."

"That is indeed a kind offer," Candice agreed, "and more likely 
than the most energetic self-exertions in lessening my penis of 
its stiffness. But before you apply your lips to my penis, sweet 
damsel, please tell me first your name."

"My name, madam, is Kate. 'Cunty Kate' the boys know me 
hereabouts, because I am free and generous with the delights of 
my quim, but I prefer to be called just 'Kate'. I live with my 
father, a shepherd and swineherd both, in a cottage not more 
than a league or two distant, with my mother and my brothers 
and sisters. But enough of me, sweet madam, please offer me 
your penis so that I may put tongue, lips and throat to its proud 
glory."

Candice agreed and knelt in front of Kate so that her penis was 
ahead of Kate's mouth, patted Valiant on the muzzle as he lay 
gasping and panting astride his mistress, still locked in place by 
his knot, and admired the young shepherdess as she exercised 
her penis with tongue and lips. She was clearly a mistress of the 
art of fellatio, possessing a skill and artistry that could only have 
come as the result of extensive practise. Not for her a languid 
licking or sucking, for she took a firm grip on Candice's fleshy 
pole, near the base, by the hair in which nestled the sore and 
straining testicles, and pumped her mouth back and forth, now 
in a series of fast and violent lurches, then slower while the 
fingers of the hand she didn't use to balance her weight was 
applied to massaging and pummelling the testicles and sheath, 
Candice's glans was aching and straining and thrusting as Kate 
brought the penis towards an explosion of spermy delight.

And then, while Candice was truly transported by Kate's 
expertise and skill, almost wishing this moment would never 
end, it did so and a stream of semen gushed forth. And then 
another one. And yet more. Huge globules of spunky, creamy, 
oozing semen splattered like thick milk over her cheeks, chin 
and nose, bubbles of semen squeezing out from the corners of 
her mouth and falling in huge droplets down her chin and onto 
the buttercup-strewn grass below.

"And now, dear Kate, I believe I can at last piss freely," said 
Candice, watching with satisfaction as her penis shrivelled to 
just a nutmeg of its once proud rigid self.

"On my face, dear mistress!" commanded Kate. "It will wash 
clean the semen you have so generously bestowed on me."

"If you so wish, dear Kate," agreed Candice, letting loose a 
tremendous stream of urine, gushing out more than a day's 
worth of blocked and frustrated pissing, splashing off Kate's 
face in fresh jets from its sheer volume, catching Kate full in the 
mouth and dampening those loose tresses of hair about her 
forehead not severely tied into plaits and causing her dark 
reddish freckles to shine more fully and more deeply than 
before. And as this gush came out, Valiant, was at last able to 
release his own penis from within his mistress's vagina, and 
with a panicked yelp, jumped clear out of the way, as sprays of 
urine ran down Kate's breasts and onto her bare freckled 
shoulder and settled in a dark golden puddle in the sunbaked 
soil.

"Thank you, madam!" cried Kate with delight when the stream 
had finally declined to a mere drizzle and then to only the 
smallest tear of piss. "Thank you. You are so charitable and 
bountiful with the cock's liquid pleasures!"

"Nonsense, Kate. It is you I should thank. If it were not for 
you, I know not when that I should once again spend both 
semen and urine in such a productive and gratifying manner."

Candice, exhausted, rolled onto the grass, her penis already 
regaining its rigidity and stiffness after so soon releasing its 
liquid excretion. Kate crawled over to Candice, naked as 
before, and lay beside her, the two of them weary from their 
efforts. 

But not so weary that Kate should not tease Candice's penis as 
it stood upright to the sky, while its owner lay on her back, one 
breast and its proudly firm nipple displayed to the world and 
her cloak spread fanwise beneath her. Candice smiled with 
indulgent pleasure, as Kate teased and troubled and tweaked 
her penis, admiring the way it sprang back up like the most 
diligent soldier after being pulled down with great effort, the 
tautness coiled inside the groin resisting any attempt to keep the 
penis other than resolute and standing to attention.

"This is such a darling cock!" Kate exclaimed. "It is surely 
amongst the very largest I have ever seen and most certainly 
the most lively. I should love to be impaled on it and to feel it 
slide within my cunt."

"That you may, Kate. Be not anxious. You can gladly sit upon 
it and I should be pleased to fuck you. The pleasure of fucking 
in this way is what I shall most miss when I at last find the 
Golden Knot, and I would be happy for there to be many such 
occasions of pleasure before the curse is banished."

Kate sat above Candice, a knee on either side of the woman 
traveller's thighs, and gently eased the penis into her vagina, still 
oozing in liquid pleasure and as frictionless as an oiled lever, still 
preserving the memory of her passionate coupling with her dog, 
who was now sitting some distance from the two lovers, his 
tongue greedily lapping away at his own canine groin. Kate 
pistoned herself up and down, up and down, the shaft 
managing to fill a cunt that was already so loose that few cocks 
could now easily give her the pleasure she most craved.

"Yours is such a delightful cock!" Kate exclaimed in delight. "I 
should so like to always have the chance to take delight in it. 
And attached to the body of a woman as beautiful as you, with 
your eyes so green and sparkling, your lips so red and 
seductive, your smile so white and winsome. If I could fuck you 
every day, why! I should be in heaven."

"Do you think so, Kate?" wondered Candice, her penis 
thrusting up and up, her buttocks twitching and pushing the 
whole of her body clear of the ground.

"Indeed, yes!" sighed Kate, sliding up and down, vaginal juice 
easing down the inside of her thighs and leaving a glistening 
sheen on Candice's shaft. "It is as if, I cannot credit it, that we 
were meant to come together in union like this. I'm sure there 
will only come good fortune from our union. Even though I am 
but a mere peasant who ekes a living from the fruits of the 
soil..."

"My own family is of more mercantile aspect, having made a 
fortune from trading across the sea, but you are right, dear 
Kate, I feel a certain rightness in our coupling. But now shush! I 
feel once more the trembling of passion and I wish to have full 
rein on your beautiful maiden's flesh!"

And so Kate and Candice then rolled in the afternoon sun, on 
the lush pastured grass, whilst being watched by Valiant the 
dog, when not licking clean his testicles and sheath, and from 
the trees by the joyful birds and squirrels. All around them 
wandered sheep and goats, hardly perturbed at all by the cries 
of orgiastic and orgasmic ecstasy that both women gave vent as 
their coupling became more intense and more passionate, 
streams, even rivulets, of sweat flowed down their breasts and 
gathered in their navels and firmly locked crotches, while the 
sun continued his unstoppable procession across the sky.

Finally, Candice was able to release her semen yet another 
time, in, if possible, even more abundant volumes, almost all 
inside Kate's cunt, but a stream of it worked loose and 
dampened both set of thighs. And then the two collapsed on 
the grass, and Kate watched amazed as within eight minutes, 
Candice's penis had fully recovered and was once more proud 
and erect.

"Oh! Even though I have but only this moment met you and 
hardly know you at all, already I could hardly bear to part from 
you. May I accompany you on your quest for the Golden 
Knot?"

Candice raised her eyebrows while Kate already 
recommenced pumping her penis with a fist, her other hand 
toying with one of Candice's nipples. "It's true we know each 
other barely at all, dear Kate. But I feel a bind to you, so 
mysterious and true. Perhaps the fates meant that we should so 
meet. Yes. I am indeed desirous of a companion on my weary 
way to the Kankun Mountains. And I do so much need a 
damsel to pump dry my oh! far too virile sex."

"I would gladly accompany you as your maidservant. And I 
would gladly give to you, as is only fit for all servants, the 
bounty of my body and the pleasure of my flesh."

"But, Kate. If I should find the Golden Knot and wrest it from 
the cockatrice or whatever other foul demon defends it, shall 
you still like me when I lose my cock and I am once more just 
a woman with a cunt?"

Kate frowned. "I do believe I would be disappointed. But I 
have fucked many a maiden, too. Perhaps not as many nor with 
the same release as with a boy or man, but I am sure if we are 
made for each other, our union would continue even without 
the beneficence of your penis."

"And would your family let you leave your home? Have they 
not a husband in mind for you who can care for you and 
provide for your family in their later years?"

"Would that there were! But the recent wars with the forces of 
the King of Great Gribblegard have so depleted the stock of 
men that a girl is all but worthless. Indeed, my father has said 
that so devalued are girls as marriageable prospects that he 
should sell me to the local slaver for just a few silver coins."

"Well, fret not, sweet Kate! I have in my Purse of Plenty 
enough gold coins to compensate your father adequately 
enough for him to release your services to me. For I would 
dearly love you to be my servant and my whore. Does that 
prospect please you?"

Kate chuckled with delight. "That would please me more than I 
have words to express it. To be the whore or maidservant to 
one such as you, so beautiful, so gentle and possessed of such 
a grand cock: that would surely be the dream of any young 
damsel. My only regret would be leaving dear Valiant behind, 
but I'm sure there are many other pretty girls who would be 
overjoyed to share of his amorous skills."

However, before Kate could join Candice on her quest, it was 
necessary first to ask permission of her father for her to leave 
behind her duties of herding swine and sheep. Kate and her 
dog led Candice over the woods and hills that separated the 
pasture from the farm, a ruinous collection of stone-built hovels 
sheltered from the icy gales from the distant mountains by an 
overhanging cliff. Her servant-to-be wore a simple, ragged 
sherpherdess's dress, the bosom uncovered and parted by a 
slit at the waist. 

Kate introduced Candice to her mother, a harassed, worn-out 
woman suckling a babe to her bosom and dressed in a ragged 
tunic. She explained her wish to leave the family home and 
showed Candice's erect penis as evidence of the truth of her 
assertions.

"It is indeed a most peculiar thing!" her mother exclaimed. "But 
it is your father of whom you should ask permission. He is in 
the barn fucking your sister."

"Again!" Kate laughed. "She will have a cunt like a ripe opened 
fig before she is my age. Come, Candice. Let us go!"

Candice nodded at Kate's mother, modestly covering her penis 
with her cloak, and followed Kate out the hovel's door, 
protected by only a sheepskin cloth. Candice was not sure of 
the customs of the peasantry, but she had heard that their 
depravity knew no bounds. Had her father fucked her like this 
man was doing Kate's sister, and had many times Kate herself, 
the local merchants' guild would have revoked his license to 
trade and may even have made an attempt to stop him.

Kate chuckled as she heard her sister's orgasmic cries as they 
entered the barn.

"I wonder if Nancy will be called 'Cunty Nancy' when I'm 
gone. She is truly a lover of the game of the two-backed 
beast."

There indeed was Kate's younger sister, face burrowed in the 
hay and arse in the air, while a tall naked man was thrusting 
energetically into her from behind. He had the taut muscles of 
hard graft on his arms and chest, together with the scars that 
accompany the same manual labour. He turned his head round 
to face Kate and Candice as they came in.

"What is it, Kate? You can well see that I am busy. What is it 
that takes priority over fucking poor Nancy?"

"Worry not, papa, we shall wait until you have finished. We will 
not mar Nancy's joy!"

And so it was that the two women watched Kate's father and 
sister fuck, while Kate absent-mindedly stroked Candice's 
penis. However, Nancy came to her climax too soon for Kate 
to accomplish the same for Candice, and after her father had 
released his semen into her vagina, creamy tears trailing down 
her inner thighs, Kate was at last able to tell her father of 
Candice's quest and Kate's role in it. Her father was most 
impressed by her account of Candice's unusual asset. He 
gingerly touched with his fingers what his daughter was still 
gripping tightly.

"So, you are to be this lady's whore and servant. That is 
indeed an honour for a family such as ours. To be fucked by 
one like you, madam, of such breeding! Were it not for your 
most uncommon curse, I would be delighted to take pleasure 
of your arse. And if it is your wish, I would be honoured to 
enter it with my cock."

"That is not necessary, my good man," Candice said, wishing 
to retain her propriety. "And neither need you to offer me your 
own arse. It is your daughter, not your anus that I wish to take. 
Just tell me the price you wish for her service."

And so commenced a haggling for Kate's services, while she 
sat in the hay, comforting Nancy, whose heart was rent to learn 
that her sister should leave, even with such a gentle and 
respectable traveller as Candice. Finally, a deal was made, 
after Kate had been praised more by her father than he had 
ever praised her before, singing highly of her dutifulness, her 
domestic aptitude, her good character, and her proficiency at 
the art of fucking, for which he could well attest and which he 
had most generously taught her. Candice in the meantime 
accepted all that Kate's father said, but used the skill of a 
merchant's daughter in coming to a fair compromise, which 
nevertheless pleased her father greatly.

"If in addition you would just let my sons and I have one last 
fuck with my daughter, then you are now free to take sweet 
Kate away with you."

"If this is in accord with Kate's wishes, as I see it is, I have no 
objection at all," assented Candice.

The evening was then both a sad and a jolly occasion, for 
which rare feast Kate's father slaughtered a fattened pig. This 
was a banquet that left Candice's stomach full and straining. 
Fortunately, her curse did not affect her ability to shit, but she 
chose to be cautious in her consumption of ale as she knew that 
Kate would be fully preoccupied for the night and thus not able 
to relieve her. Candice sat on the only chair in the family home, 
graciously surrendered by the father, and with Kate, her mother 
and two sisters crouched on the floor beside her. Opposite the 
women, knelt the men of the family: Kate's father and her three 
teenaged brothers. An infant suckled Kate's mother's breast 
and a small toddler ran around chuckling, pig fat dripping down 
his chin.

After the food was eaten and much ale consumed, Kate's 
father took her daughter, as was his right, and fucked her while 
Candice watched on. Nancy regarded Candice's rigid penis 
with lascivious eyes, but as Kate had apprised her new 
mistress, it would not be right for Candice to have sex with 
Nancy until the girl were older and her father had granted 
permission. And permission was, of course, not to be given to 
fuck Kate's mother who, in recognition of her solemn Christian 
vows, could be penetrated by only one cock and one cock 
alone: that of her husband. 

After Kate's father was satisfied of his lust, and had released 
the huge volumes of fertile sperm of which he had plenty, it was 
the turn of Kate's three brothers, who took Kate all at once, 
while their father looked on encouragingly and sometimes 
shouted out advice. 

"Two cocks in the cunt! She can take it, lads! And taken it 
many times before!" he cried. And then again: "Don't let your 
cock stand idle, son. Kate's arse and cunt may be filled, but 
her mouth is open and has a friendly welcome for you." 

He then sat down next to Nancy, who, with no prompting, 
grasped her father's limp penis in her fist, but he didn't neglect 
to watch and advise his children as they continued in their four-
person fucking. "Hold back the final release, son!" he advised. 
"Your sister wants more than just as few moments of fuckery." 

When the boys were sated and Kate lay exhausted on the hay-
strewn floor, her brother's creamy semen on her thighs, over 
her chest and stomach, and splattered over her face and hair, 
her father gave a toast to his daughter and the fair Candice and 
wished them well for their journey. He announced that he was 
most aroused by the sight of his daughter's pleasuring, but as it 
would not be right for him to enter a vagina so fully fucked by 
others, especially by his own flesh and blood, he would retire 
with Kate's sister, Nancy, who from henceforth would now 
have to fuck for two. 

It was early the following morning, with the song of the first 
birds that Candice and Kate took leave of Kate's family. The 
tearful farewells were kept brief, and Kate took with her all her 
most treasured belongings in a small cloth bag slung around her 
shoulder. These were few and mean, and of mostly sentimental 
value, but Candice couldn't deny the girl her small trinkets. But 
the greatest loss, of course, was noble Valiant, who wailed as 
his mistress left, slightly aroused by her vigorous pulling of his 
canine penis, but he was needed to help herd the flocks on the 
farm. 

The two travellers climbed up the ascending hills and pastures, 
the figures of Kate's siblings and poor, whining Valiant, 
receding into the distance, occasionally waving their arms at 
her. 

Candice noticed the tears that were running down Kate's 
cheeks. "Are you sad to leave?"

Kate nodded. "But I am also pleased to be in your service, 
sweet mistress."

"And service you shall be, sweet Kate. For I am in dire need of 
a piss and I see ahead of me the shadows of a great oak under 
which you can assist in relieving me. Would that please you, 
little one?"

Kate nodded again, happy to so soon be of service and to earn 
a fuck so soon. "That would please me greatly, mistress mine."

Candice smiled. Kate was a good girl and promised to make 
an excellent servant. "And then after that, properly sated, we 
shall resume our quest for the Golden Knot!"










