Message-ID: <8023eli$9802011547@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/Year98/8023.txt> From: pjurado@aol.com (PJurado) X-Good-Line-Length: yes Subject: RP: Breaking the Seal-Chp.2 by PJ 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: <19980201060301.BAA04787@ladder03.news.aol.com> Dark Dragon: Breaking the Seal by PJ Chapter 2 Temptress disembarked from the river boat onto the pier. The blonde villainess stared up at the many elegant spires of River Towers, then sniffed in dismissal. She was dressed in a long brown cloak, skintight black leggings, and a black leather vest tied up the front. Polished, high-heeled boots clicked on the pier's wooden boards as Temptress brushed her thick ponytail off her right shoulder. Temptress exuded sensuality. Every male in the harbor caught her alluring scent and turned to ogle her while she walked gracefully into the harbor district of the capital city. Temptress ignored the leering males, completely oblivious to her effect on them. "Fish monger, where is the palace?" asked Temptress from a chubby, apron- garbed fish handler. "Up the main boulevard. The Palace stands on a hill overlooking the entire city," stammered the handler nervously, his eyes darting to Temptress' teasing cleavage. "Thank you," replied Temptress, blowing the trembling man a kiss before resuming her trek towards her prey. "King Flannar isn't going to give you any troops," argued Victoria as she trailed after Rodger Starblade. "If I tell him we intend to slay Dark Dragon, he will," countered Rodger adamantly. "I still say you're on a fool's errand," frowned the elf woman. "Then don't come," retorted Rodger flippantly. "Fuck you," spat Victoria just before she broke away and disappeared into the swirl of shopping city folk. "Women," muttered Rodger, his eyes lighting upon the main gates of the Palace close by. The burly fighter strode confidently up to the massive iron-wrought portals, then stopped when two guards crossed their polished spears in front of him. "State your name and business," ordered the guard chief sharply. "Rodger Starblade. I'm here to see the King about a commission," replied the warrior. "Rodger? I heard that name. You were a deserter from Sentinel. Governor Nightmane hunted you for six months," said the guard chief. "I'm on the former governor's business," retorted Rodger as he unsheathed a portion of Nightbane, the dead woman's enchanted sword. "Very well," nodded the chief when he saw the shining silver blade. "I'll escort you to the audience hall. Rodger acknowledged the guard while the private ordered the massive gates drawn open. The doors rumbled as they spread outwards, allowing the two men to stride inside. Rodger glanced around the open courtyard, then briefly scanned the richly- appointed interior of the Royal Palace while following the silent guard chief. The warriors halted before two more tall doors, the portals inlaid with gold and silver. "Wait here, sir," said the chief before he broke away to speak with the audience hall master. Temptress watched a very handsome man walk into the Palace escorted by a gruff guard. She smiled briefly in appreciation, then resumed her own entry into the Palace cloaked under an Invisibility spell. She reached the wall of the Palace itself, then whispered a brief Levitation spell. The slim woman floated up into the air, her gaze fastened upwards as she considered which tower window to enter. Temptress levitated up the side of the tower reserved for the royal princess, Hophena. The evil woman knew that the princess was tied to Gold Dragon, she would use that link to destroy the worm. Temptress reached the second to last window, then unlocked the entryway with a brief touch and a muttered word. The sorceress climbed into an empty sewing room, then quietly walked to the chamber's only door. She slowly opened the portal, then made her way up a spiraling staircase to the only remaining door at the top. Temptress placed her right ear against the wooden portal, then smiled when she detected faint female moans coming from inside. The witch unlocked the door with another brief spell, then slid into the sun-lit bed chamber. A small entry room greeted Temptress, with doors to the right and left. Temptress followed the sound of the moans, moving to the left-hand doorway. Temptress allowed her Invisibility spell to drop as she entered the bed chamber, her eyes narrowing in appreciation for the scene before her. Princess Hophena sat naked against the headboard of her large bed, her legs spread wide apart for the serving girl who knelt in front of her topless in a long plain skirt. The servant had her face against Hophena's cunt, her tongue earnestly licking up and down the nude girl's shaved pussy. Temptress sighed with pleasure, absorbing the sensuality that burned like a star inside the room. Hophena gasped sharply, her perfectly round tits bouncing with each intake of breath. The serving girl purred blissfully, her tongue caressing every inch of pink labia flesh, then slipping inside her mistress' narrow slit, tickling her lover's trembling vagina. Temptress softly chanted a ritual spell, utilizing the sexual energy flooding the room to bend the female lovers to her will. The witch quickly removed her own clothing, then leaned forward behind the licking servant girl. Temptress pulled up the servant's long skirt, then nuzzled her face between the young girl's inviting buttocks, fastening her mouth over the lewd girl's wet honey pot. The servant moaned while Temptress probed her tongue inside the female's vagina, lapping up the trickles of juice that escaped from her womb. Victoria idly walked the mid-morning streets of River Towers, glancing at shop windows and the occasional street vendor. She wandered to the upper middle class district, with its richly appointed shops, cafes, and neat, orderly streets. The elf woman entered a sedate eating establishment, then claimed a small table for herself before ordering a decanter of sweet wine from a lovely human serving girl. The wine was quickly retrieved, along with a tall, thin drinking glass made of crystal. Victoria poured wine to the very top of the glass, then drained the container in one long gulp. The liquor hit Victoria's brain like a warhammer, she reeled and fell against the back of her padded chair. Reaching out with a trembling hand, Victoria re-filled the glass, then slowly drank down its contents. "A bit early to get drunk, isn't it?" inquired a lilting male voice in Elfin. Victoria looked up blearily at a tall, male elf dressed in well-worn chainmail with a blue and white surcoat. The elf smiled warmly, then sat down opposite Victoria, motioning the serving girl to get him a glass. When the glass arrived, the elf helped himself to a serving of wine, then sipped it slowly, regarding Victoria with narrow green eyes. "Help yourself," snarled Victoria acidly. "My name is Mythas," offered the warrior politely. "Victoria," slurred the elf woman before she slurped loudly from her glass. "What seems to be your trouble, if I may ask?" probed Mythas. "You may not ask, but I'll tell you anyway," hiccuped Victoria as she re-filled her glass again. "A friend of mine is throwing his life away for the sake of a dead woman. His quest is futile, yet he insists on getting himself killed." "Sounds like a foolish man," nodded Mythas sympathetically. "You are well rid of him, if I may say so." "Yeah, you're right!" giggled Victoria after another long drink. "You're a pretty smart guy!" "I like to think so," grinned Mythas. "Do you have any plans now?" "Nope. I'm just going to get drunk and pass out," mumbled Victoria, her eyelids growing heavy from the wine. "I need a companion to travel with me back to Elfin Wood. I would be honored if you would accompany me," said Mythas intently. "Yeah, I bet you would," slurred Victoria, her drooping eyes wary. "I'll pay you three gold bars," offered Mythas. "Three..gold..bars?" repeated Victoria, her eyes widening in surprise. "You've got a deal, buddy." "Excellent. Let's get out of here and leave immediately," said Mythas while he rose from his chair and helped Victoria onto her feet. The elf woman fell heavily against Mythas, her legs weak with drunkenness. Mythas briefly rubbed Victoria's forehead and throat until a semblance of sobriety returned to the elf woman's eyes. Nodding in satisfaction to himself, the elf warrior held onto Victoria's right arm as he led the way out of the eatery. "I approve of your plan, Rodger," nodded King Flannar. "I shall give you a squad of my elite Royal Guard to aid you in your quest to slay Dark Dragon." "Thank you, your majesty," bowed Rodger respectfully. "I hope to gather them and leave immediately." "Do you know where the foul worm lairs?" asked Flannar curiously. "Somewhere north of Abyss, in the mountains along the coast," replied Rodger. "Deep in Darkblade's realm," frowned the king. "Aye, sire. But I am confident that I can penetrate his defenses with the aid of your stalwart soldiers," said Rodger confidently. "I will pray for your success," offered Flannar. "I will send word to the Palace garrison commander. Your squad will be waiting for you at the barracks." "Many thanks, your majesty," bowed Rodger again before he strode out of the long audience hall. Hophena's bedroom was filled with the stench of sex. The princess sat on her servant's pretty face while the girl licked and sucked on her dripping slit. The serving girl lay on her back, her thighs wide apart as Temptress pumped two long fingers into her cunt while licking her erect little clit. Hophena groaned loudly in ecstasy, she pressed her hands over her pert breasts, pinching her nipples with long-nailed fingers. Temptress fondled her own pussy as she tongue-fucked the young serving girl in front of her, her fingers rolled over her moist cunt lips, rubbing them until they burned with lust. Hophena held herself upright by placing her arms over the headboard of her bed, her outspread legs barely kept her squatting while her servant rubbed her mouth over her mistress' fleshy pussy, her tongue slipping back and forth like a hungry lizard's. Temptress licked the serving girl's inner thighs, tasting the young female's sweet, white skin, sliding her soft lips over the firm, warm leg flesh. Temptress licked the sticky juices from her fingers, then inserted her digits back into the naked girl's cunt. She pushed her fingers deep into the female's vagina while licking around the girl's quivering slit, capturing every drop of honey that dripped from her tender hole. Temptress licked across the girl's small anus, then shoved her tongue inside, filling the little orifice with her wanton probe. The servant girl moaned loudly, her small breasts heaving with exertion and lewd excitement. Temptress moaned in delight, she sucked deeply on the girl's asshole, drooling saliva inside the clenching nether opening. The witch's fingers pumped relentlessly inside the girl's cunt, they excited every inch of the servant's cum-drenched vagina until a fresh torrent of honey gushed forth to stain her thighs and the bed sheets beneath her. Hophena orgasmed without warning, she screamed as a river of her hot juices spewed out to coat the serving girl's tits and stomach. Temptress quickly slid over the servant's naked body like a snake, licking every puddle of honey with her long, agile tongue. The sorceress reached Hophena's cum-soaked pussy, then buried her mouth inside it, sucking out all of the blonde girl's orgasmic fluids. Hophena groaned, she bit her lower lip to keep from screaming a second time. Her pussy burned like a molten lake as Temptress fed on her cunt, a dexterous tongue slithering into her womb, caressing the warm flesh inside. Temptress wrapped her right arm around Hophena's waist, keeping the young princess upright while she energetically licked up and down the girl's slit, cleaning it dry of cum. Hophena closed her eyes, lost in sexual bliss under the ministrations of the strange, erotic woman before her. Temptress finished her oral pussy cleansing, then cast a reinforcing Sleep spell on the serving girl under her crotch. The already sleepy girl instantly feel into repose while the sorceress led a submissive Hophena off of the sex-drenched bed. "Get dressed," ordered Temptress before she retrieved her own clothes from the floor. When the princess was ready, Temptress took the girl's right hand, cloaked them both in Invisibility, then led the way to the bedroom's large window. She opened the window, then moved behind Hophena, wrapping her slim arms around the girl's narrow waist. 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