Message-ID: <15963eli$9810041954@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/Year98/15963.txt> From: pjurado@aol.com (PJurado) Subject: (PJ) Dragonlance: The Orb of Passion (m/f/f/f,magic) (5/?) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-ID: <19980921010033.02893.00001401@ng57.aol.com> 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. ******************************* -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> | <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | <http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/>----<http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/faq.html>