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Dragonlance: The Orb of Passion by PJ


Chapter 5

     It was a few hours before daybreak when the hobgoblin hunting
party returned to its camp.  The approaching hunters were challenged
briefly at the camp perimeter before allowed access to the rest of the
sprawling enclave.  Gnasher, the hobgoblin chief, glanced at his
prizes being hefted behind him, then strode down a simple dirt pathway
to his massive sleeping tent.  The two muscular armor clad hobgoblins
guarding the tent entrance saluted smartly when Gnasher marched past
them.  Gnasher sat heavily on a folding stool, grasping a jug of
bitter goblin ale and a somewhat clean mug.

     "Master returns!  Did Master find good meat?" chittered Minion as
he jumped from his sleeping blanket to await his lord's pleasure.

     "In a manner of speaking, yes," smiled Gnasher, revealing his
well polished fangs in a vicious smile.

     "Can Minion have some?" begged the goblin, wringing his small
hands together eagerly.

     "No.  These morsels are for the grove," replied the hobgoblin
after taking a long drink from his mug.  "Prepare my bath, the hunt
was very tiring."

     "Yes, Master!  At once, Master!" nodded Minion, rushing outside
to fetch water.


     Linsha awoke with a throbbing knot behind her eyes.  She groaned
softly, discovering the gag stuffed in her mouth as she did so.  She
also found her arms tied behind her back and her legs bound together
with strong leather cord.  Linsha slid her aching eyes over her
surroundings, spotting Ayarlin lying next to her, with Phae and
Allustria bound naked on the far side of the small stockade.  Linsha
tested her arm bindings, finding them quite tight and secure.  The sun
appeared from behind the knight, she watched its warm golden radiance
as it illuminated the area around her prison.  Goblins and their
hobgoblin masters began stirring from their soiled tents.  Cooking
fires were ignited, and soon the odors of sizzling meat filled the
air.  Despite itself, Linsha's belly rumbled when she inhaled the rich
scent of the goblins' morning feast.  Two hobgoblins approached the
door to the stockade, unlocking the padlock that kept it secure, then
entering to grasp their prisoners and drag them outside.  The
inhabitants of the camp watched with interest as the captives were
taken to Gnasher, who sat outside the front of his tent, drinking
steaming coffee and nibbling on a slightly burnt piece of toast.

     "Remove the gag of the red-maned female," commanded Gnasher.

     One of the hobgoblin guards roughly yanked out the piece of
wadded up cloth stuck inside Linsha's mouth.

     "What is the meaning of this?  We are Knights of Solamnia on a
sacred quest for the Goddess!  Interfere with Her will and you will
all suffer for it!" declared Linsha, her green eyes blazing.

     "Oh, dear!  I better untie you then!" grinned Gnasher.

     The crowd around Linsha and her companions laughed at their
leader's joke.

     "I know that you and your male companion are Knights,
unfortunately the Goddess does not enjoy much reverence in this part
of the Desolation," replied Gnasher with mock regret.

     "You seem well-spoken for a monster, what are you really?"
snapped Linsha boldly.

     "Why, a hobgoblin!  What else could I be?  I served in the
Dragonarmies since I was a cub.  I was always a fast learner, I
learned your Common language, I learned military tactics, and I
learned to think for myself.  When the Dragonarmies were defeated in
the War of the Lance, I gathered my troops and fled here.  It was a
good life until the Summer of Chaos came.  We wandered in this new
Desolation for months afterward, starving and without hope, until we
came upon our new home."

     Gnasher pointed to the east with his left claw.  Linsha followed
the direction of his finger, gasping when she beheld the white tower
standing in the sunlight, surrounded by a small, thick grove of green
trees and flowering plants.

     "The Lost Tower," murmured Linsha in wonder.

     "Yes, one of the great Towers of High Sorcery, filled with the
lost lore of humanity's greatest wizards."

     "Why settle here?"

     "I want the secrets inside the Tower.  When I sleep, I hear
something calling to me in my dreams, promising me unlimited power and
dominion.  I have sent several of my clan into the grove surrounding
the Tower, but none can pass through it."

     "Each Tower has its own curse," said Linsha.

     "Yes.  The curse of this grove is the curse of Passion.  My
soldiers were extremely embarrassed when they fell under the influence
of the magic, the male troopers attacked their female compatriots
quite amorously.  Needless to say they were so enamored they never
even got halfway through the grove."

     "I suppose you want me to try to walk through the grove."

     "This is human magic.  If anyone can break the curse, it's you or
one of your companions.  If you can get through the grove and bring me
the magic stored inside the Tower, I will allow your group to leave
without harm.  If you do not give me what I want, you'll never leave
this valley alive.   You may find powerful magic, even enough to kill
me or some of my soldiers, but I doubt you'll find anything that can
destroy an entire clan of determined goblinkind.  So, do we have a
deal?"

     Linsha remained silent, regarding the sharp-nosed hobgoblin
sitting before her.  She looked at her bound comrades, then sighed to
herself.

     "Very well, we have a deal," nodded the knight.

     "Excellent.  Minion, release the humans."

     "Yes, Master!" replied the goblin promptly, drawing out a dagger
to cut Linsha's bonds.   She rubbed her wrists while watching the
goblin release her companions.

     "We'll need all of our gear," said Linsha.

     "Your nude friends can have their clothing back, but I'll hold
onto your armor and weapons until you return with the magic."

     "What if there are guardians inside the Tower?"

     "Then you'll have to be very creative," chuckled the hobgoblin.

     "Forgive me if I say that this agreement is a farce," observed
Phae while he hastily donned tunic and breeches.

     "It's better than dying," retorted Linsha, commanding Phae to
keep his mouth shut with a wide-eyed glare.

     "I can't cast spells without my components," said Ayarlin with a
worried frown.

     "We'll figure something out.  Let's go before our host changes
his mind," replied Linsha, grabbing Ayarlin's arm and dragging her
towards the grove.

     "May the Goddess bless your efforts!" shouted Gnasher, eliciting
more mocking laughter from the gathered tribe of goblinoids.

     "If there's anything in the Tower we're dead," muttered Phae from
Linsha's left.

     "Maybe the Tower's abandoned.  It has been centuries," replied
Linsha weakly.

     "This is a wizard's tower, you know how paranoid they are about
their secrets, no offense, Ayarlin."

     "None taken," growled the elf.

     The quartet reached the edge of the grove.  The sunlight sparkled
from the leaves of the trees, a breeze brushed against the companions'
flesh, the sweet fragrance of newly bloomed flowers wafted everywhere.

     "I don't like it," said Phae.  

     "We have to try, come on," urged Linsha, gingerly stepping onto
the soft green grass of the innocuous grove.


     The rising heat was the first warning sign.  Linsha wiped her
perspiring brow, her lungs panting for air as she walked deeper into
the grove.  She glanced at Phae, who was looking at her and the other
two girls with an intent gleam in his eyes.  Linsha turned to examine
Allustria and Ayarlin, discovering that they too were breathing
heavily, their eyes glazing with lust.  Allustria stopped to lean
against a tree, rubbing her crotch instinctively.  Ayarlin stared at
Phae, pressing her hands over her flat stomach, licking her moist lips
slowly.

     "We have..to keep..going," gasped Linsha, her pussy throbbing,
her palms slick with sweat.

     "Goddess," breathed Phae, his cock so hard it hurt, his mouth dry
as he gazed hungrily at the three nubile young women before him.

     "Phaelam," murmured Allustria, staggering into the knight's arms,
wrapping her own arms around his neck.  The lovers kissed ravenously,
desperately, their hands struggling to tear off each other's clothing.

     "Stop it!" snarled Linsha, disgusted with their weakness, yet
overcome with her own desire as well, her lips trembling to taste
Phae's obviously erect member.  She leaned back against a tree,
reaching beneath her leather tunic to fondle her right breast.
Ayarlin brushed past Linsha's left shoulder, completely naked, as she
knelt down in front of Phae.  Allustria also knelt on the ground,
pulling down Phae's breeches, rubbing her mouth and cheeks against his
quivering shaft.  Ayarlin grabbed Phaelam's cock greedily, she slid it
inside her mouth and began sucking eagerly upon it.   Allustria moaned
with loss before she lowered her face to Phaelam's testicles, licking
them with her hot tongue.  The knight groaned in ecstasy, he ran his
hands through Ayarlin's and Allustria's hair while they adorned his
pole with warm kisses and caresses from their tongues.

     "Come here, Linsha," beckoned, Phae, reaching out with his left
arm.   Moaning softly in protest, Linsha moved irresistibly to the
male knight's side.  He kissed her over the mouth, his tongue
exploring her yielding jaws.  Phae pulled off Linsha's tunic, exposing
her heaving tits.  He crushed her left nipple with his mouth, his
teeth gnawing on the pink knob until Linsha groaned loudly with bliss.
He licked up the girl's cleavage to her throbbing neck, then kissed
her chin before embracing her lips, inhaling her hot breath.
Allustria and Ayarlin licked up and down opposite sides of Phae's
cock, their tongues leaving trails of glistening saliva on the
engorged flesh.  Ayarlin squeezed Phae's balls while Allustria sucked
the head of his member, licking the opening until a trickle of pre-cum
slid into her mouth.

     "Lay down," ordered Linsha, pushing Phaelam to the soft grass.
The knight descended willingly, stroking Linsha's bare thighs with his
hands.  Linsha smiled wantonly when she sat on Phaelam's face,
grinding her wet pussy against his mouth.  Phae inserted his tongue
into Linsha's cunt, sliding it along the walls of her melting vagina.
Allustria and Ayarlin fought briefly, then Ayarlin lowered her crotch
onto Phae's shaft, her back facing Linsha.   Allustria moaned with
disappointment, caressing her own pussy while Ayarlin bucked on Phae's
cock, the shaft driving deep into her yearning slit.  Ayarlin gasped
with pleasure, she arched her back, her hips thrusting forward onto
the knight's stiff member.

     Linsha dug her hands into Phae's short hair, her pussy trembling
as Phae sucked on her clit.  She moaned deeply, biting her lower lip
while her honey flowed out onto Phae's caressing lips.  Phae rubbed
his nose in Linsha's musky pubic hair, he licked her glistening inner
thighs, enjoying the taste of her hot skin.  He slid his tongue up and
down her pink slit, digging into her cunt, teasing her vagina until a
flood of her juices washed over his mouth.  Linsha orgasmed with a
shudder, her tits trembling in the warm air.  She was practically
pushed off of Phae's face by Allustria, who ground her own dripping
cunt onto Phae's gasping mouth.  Linsha lay weakly on the grass, her
pussy already beginning to hunger for more of Phae's attentions.  She
crawled towards the Tower, her fingers digging into the yielding dirt
until she reached the far edge of the grove.  Linsha rolled off the
grass onto the hard stone path that surrounded the foot of the Tower.
As soon as she lost contact with the grove, the feelings of lust in
her pussy vanished in an instant.  Linsha panted for several moments,
relieved that she was in control of her body once more.  She looked
back at her companions, who were still lost in the throes of cursed
passion.  Ayarlin grunted as Phae orgasmed inside her, releasing
spurts of cum into her trembling womb.

     "Phae!  You have to get over here!"  shouted Linsha over the
moans of her writhing comrades.

     "I..can't!  They're on top of me!" gasped Phae, the curse
momentarily suspended by his orgasm.

     "If you don't move, you'll never get free!"

     "Alright!" replied Phae, pushing the bucking Allustria off of his
chest, then knocking the humping elf girl away from his aching crotch.
Ayarlin and Allustria screeched in protest, reaching out to Phae with
grasping hands.  Phae staggered to his feet, his mind awash in lust
and confusion as he struggled towards Linsha.  Ayarlin and Allustria
gave chase, their bare feet slapping the grass as they pursued their
escaping prey.  Linsha risked reaching out to Phae with both hands,
grabbing him and yanking him out of the grove.  Ayarlin and Allustria
raced after Phae, halting suddenly when their feet left the silky
grass of the grove.

     "Uh, what about our clothes?" asked Phae reluctantly.

     "I'll get them," answered Linsha, taking a deep breath before
plunging back into the grove.  The enchanted lust fell upon her
immediately, but she was able to gather everyone's clothes before her
vision blurred and her breathing began racing again.  She caught sight
of Phae waiting beyond the trees, causing her to run towards the
delicious, handsome young man.  Phae blushed at the wanton expression
on Linsha's face as she sprinted towards him, her breasts bobbing
while she ran.  Linsha crashed into Phae, both of them going down as
clothes rained everywhere.  Linsha kissed and sucked on Phae's mouth
until the magic left her again, leaving her tired and embarrassed.
Ayarlin helped Linsha to her feet, then everyone eagerly re-clothed
themselves.   When the group was prepared once more, they examined the
Tower, finding a single wooden doorway on the eastern face of the
building.  Besides the one entrance, there were no windows or openings
of any kind on the Tower, only smooth white marble.

     "Here we go," warned Linsha, yanking the door open and diving
inside.  *******************************     



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