Melia - Chapter 7
By Darkage
(c) July, 2001


Chapter 7

They had traveled for days, and both girls were tired 
and hungry. The cemetery had been vast, taking them 
almost an entire day's walking to get out of. Now they 
were trekking through rocky lands, strewn with old, 
decaying hills and scarce patches of forest. It was 
late in the day, and storm clouds were darkening the 
sky. Melia looked with sadness at Alara, who was 
having a much harder time than she, as the girl 
trudged, exhausted, towards the forest where they 
planned to spend the night.

Having cleared a space for camp, Melia struggled with 
sticks and a bit of string she'd stolen from her orc 
captor/protector, trying to start a fire. The sky 
rumbled in the distance, and a soft rain started 
falling. Letting her head drop, Melia tossed the damp 
sticks away and slumped to the ground. Alara lay down 
beside her, pillowing her head in Melia's lap, and 
clasped her hands, pulling them down and kissing them. 
Then she began to sob. "What if we never find our way 
home? What if no one finds us? I don't want to die out 
here, Val." Leaning down towards Alara, Melia wrapped 
her arms around her, kissed her cheek, and let her 
head rest upon hers as tear rolled from her eye. She 
held her tight, trying to keep her warm as the rain 
fell about them. The girl's sobs eased, and she lay, 
asleep in Melia's lap. Looking down at her love, 
Melia's heart felt a deep sadness. Her tears came 
faster than the rain, which fell and rolled off the 
sleeping girl's beautiful legs, curled into the fetal 
position. She stroked Alara's back gently. Her thin 
white blouse, already tattered and torn by the 
skeletal claws in the graveyard, was soaked through. 
The girl murmured, and snuggled close, wrapping her 
arms around Melia's back. Melia felt kisses on her 
stomach, and she slipped her hand beneath the tattered 
blouse to rub Alara's wet back. Caressing in the rain, 
the two girls sighed and look love of one another. 
Alara grabbed Melia's hand and pulled it to her 
breast. Melia laid the girl on the ground and knelt 
above her body. She pulled the blouse off, stretching 
Alara's arms out past her head. Bending low, she 
pressed her lips around her soft nipple, squeezing her 
other breast with one hand and slipping the second 
hand around the small of the girl's back. Alara sighed 
and clutched at her as her nipple hardened in Melia's 
mouth.

Melia thrust her knee between Alara's thighs and the 
girl moaned, grinding her crotch on Melia's leg. She 
kissed the girl's neck. Alara continued to rub the 
junction of her thighs up and down the leg between 
them, her moans growing to audible whimpers of desire. 
Alara sighed, her body quivering, as Melia slid her 
hand down between her thighs. She slipped two fingers 
into the lips between her thighs and Alara, moaning, 
wrapped her legs around Melia's back, clutching her 
firmly.


Rone peered through the foliage at the two women 
locked in amorous embrace. The gentle rain was soaking 
through their clothes and Rone felt his manhood stir. 
Signaling over to Mirim, his companion, he began 
creeping through the brush.


In the midst of their passion, terror possessed Melia 
and Alara as two dark men came upon them, seizing them 
and struggling to tie them. Alara was helpless, but 
Melia swiftly jabbed her elbow into the gut of her 
captor and delivered a bone crushing kick to the groin 
of the other. As the men stumbled about, dazed, she 
grabbed Alara and the two ran off into the bushes. 
Bolting through the forest, they came upon a wide 
river and immediately dove into it. The water was 
thick and murky, the river nearly stagnant, but they 
struggled through it, swimming for the far shore. They 
heard the men jump in after them and for a time they 
could hear them splashing behind them, swimming in 
pursuit. Suddenly, however, the splashing stopped. As 
she swam, Melia looked over her shoulder, and what she 
saw sent terror down her spine. She'd looked back just 
in time to see a man's struggling hand disappear 
beneath the surface, wrapped in a thick, green 
tentacle. She saw another tentacle break the surface 
for a second and there seemed to be a deathly struggle 
going on. Bubbles surfaced and all became quiet, save 
for her and Alara's own splashing strokes. Not wanting 
to panic the girl, Melia tried to sound calm as she 
said, "Swim. Swim fast."

They felt the muddy shore beneath their bare feet as 
they approached the shore. The two girls ran through 
the shallows, towards land, but only one of them made 
it. As Alara climbed out of the water she heard a 
grunt and looked back in time to see Melia fall to the 
ground, a thick green tentacle wrapped around her 
ankle. Melia screamed and clawed at the mud as it 
dragged her back into the river. Alara chased her, but 
before she could reach her love, the river beast 
pulled her into the deep water. Her strength failing, 
she dropped to her knees in the shallows and sobbed.


A scream escaped Melia's lips as the tentacles around 
her legs dragged her under. She flailed and kicked 
underwater, but numerous other tentacles wrapped 
around her limbs, immobilizing her. She squirmed and 
struggled in their tight grasps, but to no avail. She 
stopped struggling, trying to conserve air, and looked 
about. The great mess of tentacles seemed to belong to 
some huge octopus-like creature. Its head was almost 
as long as she was tall, and the sucker-covered 
tentacles that writhed about her body were all very 
long, and immensely strong. It pulled her towards the 
mouth at the base of its immense head. Melia renewed 
her struggle, filled with terror at the sight of its 
hundreds of small, sharp teeth and the writhing lips 
around its strangely round mouth. The creature pulled 
the squirming girl's head into its mouth and closed 
its lips around her neck, trapping her inside. 
Terrified, she struggled for a time, until her 
strength and air gave out. Exhausted, she gave in and 
liquid filled her lungs. To her surprise, however, it 
was not river water, but some thick fluid filling the 
giant octopus' mouth. Though she inhaled the fluid, 
she didn't drown. In fact, it seemed to sustain her, 
delivering oxygen to her body in liquid form. Her head 
swam and she relaxed. The fluid she breathed was 
filling her body with pleasurable warmth and she 
relaxed her body, letting the beast's tentacles 
manipulate her arms and legs as they wished. Her head 
still held within its mouth, she felt the creature 
pulling at her clothes, slipping tentacles underneath 
them and tearing them from her body, and even this did 
not frighten her, so deep in relaxation was she.

The creature held her naked body in its tentacles and 
Melia squirmed passionately as its suckers slid over 
her skin, giving gentle hickeys all over her body. A 
tentacle slipped down her back and between her thighs. 
She gasped as it slid over her labia and up her belly. 
She felt tentacles coiling around her calves and 
separating her legs. Others bound her arms and pressed 
them to the beast's large head. The tentacles upon her 
lower body pulled her abdomen in towards the underside 
of its head, curling her around its underbelly and 
spreading her legs wide. Inside its mouth, her lips 
trembled at the feel of its member extending and 
poking at the region between her legs. After a bit of 
prodding, it found the lips between her thighs and 
sank its glans into them, causing the girl to cry out 
for a second inside its mouth. She was well 
lubricated, and the creature sank the length of its 
member into her body until its rubbery underbelly 
pressed up between her thighs. Melia gurgled and 
sighed as the creature penetrated her, thrusting deep 
until it came inside her sending warm semen up into 
her body.

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