Chapter 1: The Wager

Sylara gleamed as she reminisced about her time with Golden General one year prior. The absolute romp they had with her. In fact, she had been missing that glorious time a lot. Every time she got sad about not being able to go back to that time to relive it she tried to focus on other endeavors as to now wallow in sadness. Then there were times when she would visit her companions on last year’s endeavor and a lustful drive would consume her.

Ophena was the angriest of the group, as she reminded them time and time again that if they had only let her have more of a role in their debauchery, Laurana would still be here for them to enjoy. Tethren was mostly mad that he did not get a chance to have her entertain the men at the fencing studio. Almost all the knights never let him live it down that he told them to leave when the Golden General lost the bet. Not that their complaints mattered, it was not like they would ever get another chance to repeat the wanton acts of Hedonism that the group experienced a year ago, right?

Soft Maiden’s Bodice Tavern

““I have it! A true epiphany! A plan that will let us all have another go at that gorgeous general once again!” Sylara said with a very mischievous look on her face.

The group looked upon Sylara with a gaze of humorous incredulity. Prompting a response from the Noble among their party.

“One, there is no way Laurana would ever come back here in the near future, and two she would never be foolish enough to get into a bet with you again.” Rewin said stoically.

“Ha you are off your rocker you sexy minx” Tethren said as he pounded the table to emphasize his point.

“Mmmmm I miss her tongue inside me, and my tongue inside her” Bella said as she fantasized about their week with Laurana.

“Fellas why do you continue to doubt me? You doubted me before and did I not come through? Besides I still have the manuscript of what occurred that week. I have an idea on how we can use it to entice our dear Golden General to come back here to Palanthas. From there I will need everyone’s assistance to pull this off. “ Sylara said sipping her cup and looking at the group.

Tethren leaned back in his chair and grew quite in contemplation as the group got quiet.

“Alright I am in ... but only on the condition that if we succeed, I get to take her to my barracks at least once. I lost a lot of credibility by not sharing her.” Tethren said.

“I suppose you require my heavy purse to accomplish this scheme of yours Sylara Darkdaughter.” Rewin stated stoically.

“Yes ... but we can make sure this time you get a return on your investment.” Sylara said winking sensually at Rewin.

Rewin for his part could not resist Sylara’s charms any more than he could resist Bella or Ophena’s. He was what the rogues of the world referred to as a whale, an easy mark that was good for leaking coins like a sieve.

Rewin did not mind. Rewin’s family was one of the wealthier in Palanthas. The Noble did not really ever want for anything. Like most of the wealthy, he loved to get into trouble with the likes of the Sylaras’ of the world. For Rewin the adventures he had with Sylara where the only times he ever felt truly alive.

“Oh, blasted it all to the Abyss, I am in! Only on the condition we do this at my place this time. I have much more play toys to bring to the party than all of you combined.” Rewin proclaimed as he smashed his mug on the ground.

“Well then I guess you miserable wretches are all out of excuses to back out now. Let’s taste the ambrosia that is the Golden General once more my friends!” Sylara joyously proclaimed lifting her mug into the air.

The group erupted in cheer.

Three months later in Qualinost

Laurana was going over the proposed treaties the Speaker had laid out for her. She was correcting the language as to increase their chances of being accepted by the other side. Somedays she missed the good old days of leading an army in the middle of the open countryside Peace it seemed on some days was more stressful than the life and death struggle that was The War of the Lance.

Laurana heard a knock on the other side of her door.

“Come in ... I am in the study” Laurana called out to the person knocking.

The attendant looked around to search for Laurana in the main room and lit up when he finally found her the smaller room around the corner.

Laurana saw the attendant looking around for her as she rounded the corner of the main room. His face lit up when he saw her.

As Laurana rounded the corner of the main room, she saw the attendant looking around in search of her. His face lit up when he saw her.

“Madame, a very nice package has arrived from Palanthas. The messenger said that you would know the sender as soon as you opened up the package.” The attendant said flatly.

“Well, that is odd. I wonder who would send a package in such a manner. I wonder if our efforts are paying off in our attempt to reconcile with the Knights there?” Laurana asked in a hopeful tone.

Laurana carefully opened up the package. Laurana undid the wrapping and noticed the fine filagree the paper was made of, and in it was a book. She looked down and suppressed a surprised gasp, and hastily, “Caldor please leave me be.

Caldor could not see the cover of the book nor read any of the inscriptions as he was in the doorway. Had he gotten closer he might have gasped as well. He simply looked at the woman with a sense of puzzlement and left the room.

Laurana looked down and saw a picture in the center of the front of book that showed her in that scandalous silk robe posing in the bawdiest of manners, on her back making a come-hither finger towards the reader. The woman on the cover appeared to try and seduce the reader from the cover of the book.

She looked at the author of the book and her heart sank; it was credited to Sylara.

Laurana thought back to that week in Palanthas when she foolishly lost a bet to the woman. A part of her became aroused at the thought of the bet she shook her head and purged those thoughts out of her mind and became incredibly angry that Sylara decided to write her victory down in script form. Worse the book contained the accounts of the other parties who appear to verify the debauchery they had undertaken that entire week. If this got out, her diplomatic efforts everywhere would be for naught. She opened the book and noticed a letter was folded inside of its front cover.

She unfolded the note and read it.

Dear my precious slave slut,,

I hope you have not gotten too lonely without our company. I know a day does not go by where I do not remember our sweet time together. I decided to make a little written record of our delicious time together. Unless you want this novel to be published all over Ansalon, I would recommend you meet me at the The Drookit Duck tavern outside the market district three months from now. If you are not back in Palanthas by this date with sufficient coin to offset my would be earnings, then I am afraid I am going to have to publish this book and get my income that way. I looked forward to seeing your sexy body back in front of me my pet.

Your Betters,

Your friends in Palanthas.

One Week Later in the Soldier’s Quarters Qualinost

Laurana demolished the entire guards regiment in the palace in their fencing drills. She had been like a woman possessed as she practiced her fencing determined not to have a repeat of last year occur again. She also had an ace up her sleeve. A magic dampener activated whenever she withdrew her swords. She had not figured out how Sylara beat her so thoroughly last time but she was determined not to let it happen again. She wanted to make sure no magic would enter the fencing match and since it only activated when she withdrew her sword, she could still have her enchanted items work when she was not in combat. She had no intention of using this cutlass in any other capacity than to beat Sylara once and for all.

The Swordmaster, Falthias came into the sparring pit and looked Laurana up and down, “It seems the ire of our Great Golden General has returned, may I ask what the occasion is? Are your diplomatic efforts failing, should we expect company here? Should I start preparing our man for war?” Falthias asked.

“No, no I lost a sparring match the last time I was in Palanthas to someone I underestimated and did not take seriously I intend to prove it was a fluke once and for all to not let it happen again. I will be there in about three months to atone for my prideful mistake and erase all doubt “Laurana said.

“Very well you have my attention I do not intend to have my efforts wasted however, I will make you pay dearly if you lose again.” Falthias said with a tone of absolute seriousness.

The Swordmaster was as grim and serious as an elf could be, not arrogant but harsh. He drove his men hard, and did not brook failure.

“I understand” Laurana flinched as she did not want to anger the man, his family was one of great renown in the Qualinost. He was not known for issuing threats lightly. Falthias was a name that warranted caution from even the most seasoned of warriors.

“Let’s begin, and I intend to show you the mistakes you made in fighting my men.” Falthias started.

The month that followed was perhaps the most intense sparring sessions in the entirety of Ansalon. Laurana won few matches Falthias won significantly more but he was most pleased at her progress. She was definitely more skilled than most he had trained. He did not wonder why the soldiers lost to her; they were simply not as skilled. One thing was for certain, she would not lose another fencing match to this mysterious stranger or whomever that bested her.

Three Months Later ... Drookit Duck Tavern.

Laurana made her way down the stone buildings that made up the majority of Palanthas. She always admired in the utilitarian brutish nature of the city. Unlike Qualinost where utility always made a point to incorporate beauty. She finally made it to the tavern perhaps the busiest one in Palanthas.

Laurana raised her cloak and looked around the tavern to see if her would be blackmailers were in attendance. Sylara was enjoying a drink and was currently sitting on the lap of a gentlemen she could not make out. As Laurana got closer she noticed Sylara was not alone. She scowled when she saw who the group was with Sylara. It had been the group that tormented her the last time she was in Palanthas. A knot formed in her stomach as she thought back to that week. She was used hard for the entire week by the group. She kept her word however as she placed her word against her late husband’s name. She did not think about ensuring the secrecy of what happened. She assumed that Sylara would not want to anger the powerful by humiliating her, what she did not count on, was her disregard for this threat. Admittedly if she thought about it, she would have realized how much of an empty threat this would be. As most in Palanthas, especially in the knighthood, bragged about how Laurana was just a figurehead of the War of Lance, but it was the Knights of Solamnia that won the war. In fact, more than few fictitious tales had spawned from those stories that always seem to have Laurana having sex with any knight that moved. The people in power here would love more than anything to be proven right. Palanthas was an odd prideful city and while the elves’ help was most appreciated, they considered the elves more a haughty snobby race especially among the common folk of Palanthas.

Laurana was in full cloak and long dress. She lowered the hood of her cloak in front of Sylara. As for the group, the group who used her thoroughly was here. This fact alone made the possibility to appeal to Sylara to leave her be non-existent. Even if she did appeal to Sylara she would have to convince the other four members of their lecherous cabal. She could tell that this was not a likely outcome, as they all seem to be part of this latest scheme.

Tethren smirked as he let Sylara off his lap. Sylara stood up and leaned in against the table appraising the Noble born elf in front of her.

“Well did you bring me my coin, or do I need to publish this book?” Sylara asked.

“I am not able to pay the coin you seek. The royal treasury is managed by the office of the Speaker of the Sun. Such an expense would not go unnoticed. The punishment for using these funds would be exile. Laurana added.

Sylara made a mocking frown as she already expected this to happen. The party on the other hand seemed pretty hot and bothered.

Tethren barked out, “Damnit Sylara! You said she would pay!” The knight bellowed at Sylara.

“Very well I will need to go to my publisher, and Tethren you will get paid either by the sale of our book or by the coin of this sweet Elvish delicacy here.”

“Hold up ... I might have another solution?” Laurana countered.

“How about another wager?” Laurana offered.

“Oh and what would this wager entail? Why should I give up my guaranteed money? What is in it for us?” Sylara asked as her face showed a woman whose wheels were spinning.

“Same as before ... I win you discard the book and if you win, I will be your servant for a week.” Laurana offered.

“Slave for a week not servant, and I refuse. I won fair and square, and I already had you for a week. If we are to wager, I will wager one month. And you have to serve all of us at this table not just me this time. I do not want you assaulting my friends again.” Sylara said before adding, “What’s the contest?”

Laurana considered her offer and then offered the contest, there was no way in all of creation that she was going to lose to anyone, especially her, ever again.

“Fencing same as before?” Laurana offered narrowing her eyes as she was itching for a rematch. She was not going to lose another fencing match to this wench again, she reiterated to herself.

“No ... I caught you by surprise last time, I have no doubt you will win a second duel. We must pick another contest” Sylara countered who acted as if she was visibly getting annoyed by this conversation.

Laurana heart sank as she was caught totally off-guard she had not anticipated that she would refuse her fencing challenge. She had been practicing like a mad woman ever since she got the letter, she was not going to let Sylara hit her one time. She had it already planned out she would win the bet and not have to pay anything.

“Well ... do you have a contest to base this wager on?” Sylara countered.

“Umm Ummm” Laurana was frantically trying to think of a game to base this wager on when she noticed the table next to them playing scales and lances. A 6 sided dice game in which each side rolled three dice and whomever had the most of the same type would win. Scales were always better than lances in the game. The reason being, is that there were only two scale sides to the die and three lance sides with one side being blank”

Sylara sighed heavily as if she was tired of this charade and said,” Enough, I have a publisher to see.”

“No Wait!!!!” Laurana screamed out.

“How about ... Scales and Lances” Laurana cried out pointing to the table playing the game next to them.

Sylara looked over to the table then back to Laurana.

Sylara feigned uneasiness, “I don’t know I already have guaranteed money if I just walk away and get my coin. I already have the print templates made. Scales and Lances is a game of chance, I would be gambling all our potential money if I accepted and lost.” Sylara explained.

“What’s the matter the great Sylara Darkdaughter turning into a naughty prude? Tsk tsk tsk my my and I thought you said you were fun. Very well tend to your investments. I have no money to give you, and I will be on my way.” Laurana bluffed acting like she was about to leave. The action could be further from the truth, she would be absolutely ruined forever in Qualinost and she knew it.

“Sylara consider her offer, the publishing book is not guaranteed to sell, we love it, but think of the time we will have when we win, I think I speak for all of us that we would much rather have another go at that immaculate elf body “Rewin said licking his lips.

The others at the table all nodded their heads and agreed in unison.

“Well, what’s it going to be you washed up slut?” Laurana said trying to goad her into the game of chance.

“Washed up slut? ... I will show you who the slut is slave. I will make you pay for those remarks after you lose my pet there will be a reckoning. I went easy on your last time; I think this time I will give you events to remember for the rest of your life” Sylara said.

Laurana did not want to tell her, she had lewd thoughts of their time together, especially with the behemoth of man Tethren the knight. She always felt guilty thinking about it. She always chalked it up to Tanis not being around anymore.

“Oh there will never be a next time you perverted whore” Laurana said with venom.

“Very well ... do you have a set of dice we can play with or do you want me to get them for you. I am pretty sure we can find a set to play with in here somewhere “Sylara offered.

“No ... we need a new set.” Laurana said as she realized she did not trust Sylara not to cheat.

“In that case we have to go to Bodelia’s Bog across the street. She sells all manner of games and other affects.” Sylara said.

“Here you go, why don’t you go over there and buy a set and come back.” Rewin offered as he threw a bag full of coin to Sylara.

“Oh no you don’t I will go with you. To make sure there is no funny business.” Laurana declared.

“Also the game will be between you and me, I do not want the others here, as I do not trust them to not alter this game somehow. I am not taking any chances.” Laurana uttered.

“Really, it is a dice game what can they do? Never mind, very well. Well you heard the lady.” Sylara uttered while gesturing towards the door, adding,” I will pick you up after this game.” Sylara said.

“That does not settle the fact we do not have a neutral third party.” Rewin added.

“True we can have one of the patrons referee this wager.” Sylara said.

“No, it cannot be anyone from this bar” Laurana countered not trusting Sylara to not have a plant.

“Oh ... how about my carriage driver? He has no idea why I am here, and he has no stake one way or the other” Rewin offered.

Laurana thought about it for a second and declared, “How do I know you have not told him? He is in your employ after all.”

“Well first off, you just excluded everyone at this bar, second, I had no clue you were coming here to play dice, three, we are the ones taking all the risk, we have complied with all your demands. We are just asking for a neutral referee. If you would like he can wear the bracers of nullification the bar offers for its gambling events. It nullifies any magic from the person wearing them.” Rewin offered.

“If he is willing to wear the bracers that is acceptable.” Laurana said.

“Very good, we should leave you two to it.” Rewin said as he ushered the rest of the entourage to leave the bar.

Little did Laurana know is that it did not matter. Sylara already anticipated this would be the game and made deal with Bodelia to only display trick dice that were attuned to her control ring. In truth no matter what Laurana picked it would be dice that were able to be manipulated by Sylara. The fact that Laurana chose the dice would just make her more accepting of the outcome. If she played this right, she would get what all involved more than they were hoping for, most important for the three ladies of the group.

A few minutes later the pair of beautiful ladies returned to the Drookit Duck Tavern and Laurana was taken aback.

“Where did your party go off to?” Laurana asked as she forgot that she asked them to leave.

“Well as per your suggestion they left so you cannot claim that we cheated again like the last time you lost to me. We all know how pouty you get when you lose to me,” Sylara said.

“And who is this gentleman?” Asked Laurana pointing to the man sitting on the other end of the table.

“Oh he is my ride, and will be our ride as soon as I win. He is also here to attest to the results of either of us claim otherwise.” Sylara explained.

“Ah the coach driver, very well. Shall we begin?” Laurana said giving a quick nod to the table.

“Certainly, slave sluts first” Sylara quipped giving Laurana a sultry wink.

“Blast you ... very well. I will start this round, what is the game up to? Best of Seven?” Laurana asked.

“Sure, so the first one to win four rounds wins.” Sylara said.

Laurana rolled three scales right off the bat! She tried to hide her excitement as she rolled the highest roll possible.

Sylara countered with two blanks and a lance. She cursed slightly and uttered, “One round to the Princess here”

“One round to the Princess”, the carriage driver announced to the table.

Laurana rolled a second roll this time she rolled three lances. Laurana was still hopeful as it was the second highest roll you could possibly get.

“Blasted! You haughty noble types have all the luck” Sylara said cursing to anyone who would hear her.

Sylara rolled her second roll and got three blanks, literally the lowest roll you can possibly muster.

“The Abyss with this damned game!” Sylara screamed out as if she was about to lose her big chance to score money.

“Second round to the Princess, she leads 2 games to zero.” The Carriage driver announced to the table.

Laurana rolled, this time it was two scales and a lance” Not the highest but still not bad.

“Your roll Sylara.” Laurana grinned.

Sylara shuffle her dice as hard as she could for a little bit longer than the rest of the rolls until she let go and waited to see what came up.

“Blast it to the Abyss!!!” Sylara screamed as the she rolled one scale, one lance, and one blank.

“Two scales beat one scale! Round to the Princess 3 games to zero” The carriage driver announced.

Laurana paused and looked at Sylara obviously feeling it right now, “I will tell you what, I am willing to go to the first to five games if you will add in the condition that you will leave me alone forever, same as our first bet.

Sylara looked at Laurana for a long time weighing the last second addition. Granted it was not an equal chance which led her to add.

“Fine If you win I will not bother you again, nor will any of my associates, but if you lose. I get you, as my little pleasure slave for three months!” Sylara said as she looked Laurana up and down like a morsel.

“Three months and just how did you come to that figure” Laurana asked indignantly.

“That is how long it took me to save up enough coin to get the book I sent you made.” Sylara said then adding, “If I win I will at least want to have the same amount of time back. Especially if you have me wagering, the money I would have made from the book and my associates interest! My dear friends be very cross with me if I lose. They might even cut me out of their life entirely. I think the least you can offer up in this game which you are already winning greatly is three months.” Sylara explained.

Damnit Laurana thought to herself, the cleric had a point. She thought it over for a second thinking there is no way that Sylara would win five games before she can win two.

“I accept” Laurana said.

“No swear it on the name of your late husband Princess” Sylara said,

“Very well I swear on Tanis Half Elvin my late husband that I will serve as you and your party’s slave for a period of no less than three months if I lose.”

Perfect Shall we continue, this time I will go first since this is now your offer we are playing with” Sylara said with a sigh of divine satisfaction. She was about to make a counteroffer if Laurana did not speak up, to see if she would bite, but that was unnecessary now because Laurana offered to up the stakes all on her own. This was going to be rich. Now instead of being skeptical of foul play my golden general will beat herself up for being so prideful.

Sylara rolled first and clapped as she saw she rolled three scales.

“Blasted!” Laurana exclaimed as she closed her eyes and rolled, and looked as it was three blanks.

“Round goes to Sylara Darkdaughter Three games to One in favor of the princess” The Carriage Driver declared.

Sylara rolled again this time she rolled two blanks and a lance, literally the second lowest roll you can roll.

“Damnit! They are going to kill me!” Sylara exclaimed feigning her loss of composure.

Laurana rolled and smirked as she rolled three lances again.”

“Round goes to the Princess, she is up 4 games to 1 Next win for the Princess wins the match” The Carriage declared.

Laurana was really feeling it now, and decided to up the ante one more time to insure her security and her reputation for the future. One last counter offer if you accept. “If I win this game, you and your associates can not only not publish that infernal book but you lot can never speak of the events of last year ever again.” Laurana said looking at Sylara who was rolling her dice in her hand languidly as she thought of what Laurana was offering.

“Fine what do I have to lose at this point, but if I win, I get your lovely body for six months.” Sylara said with a hard glare.

Laurana already in for three months really did not care about time all she needed was to win one more game and the whole tragic events that put this ugly affair in motion would be quelched for all time.

“Fine but after I win, if anyone filches on this bet, you will not like the next time I visit I assure you.” Laurana said looking Sylara directly into the eye.

Sylara’s pussy throbbed hard at this latest development. She never in a million years thought she would be able to get her to agree to that. Pride truly goeth before the fall Sylara thought to herself as she touched her ring.

Sylara’s next roll ended up being two scales and a lance. Laurana countered with two lances and a scale. Scales are better than lances so Sylara won.

“Game to Sylara, the score is now Princess 4 and Sylara 2!” Exclaimed the Carriage Driver.

“No matter, I am still just one win away.” Laurana declared trying to put pressure on Sylara.

Sylara just looked at her and rolled for a little while longer as if that would give her luck. She smiled as she looked on

The roll came up 3 lances. Laurana cursed beneath her breath as her counter roll was a blasted, lances and a blank!

“Round Sylara, Princess still holds the lead 4 games to 3!” The Carriage Driver announced.

“Oh, my this is getting interesting.” Sylara said licking her lips seductively as she wound up for another roll.

She rolled and cursed under her breath as she rolled 1 lance, 1 scale, and a blank. If Laurana rolled two of anything she wins.

“I guess your luck is about to run out and I will not have to ever see your perverted filthy debauched self ever again you wanton slut.” Laurana barked with as much venom as she could muster. Laurana rolled confident she was about to win.

Even with the odds entirely in her favor the threat made Sylara shudder at the angry demeanor of Laurana. Sylara did not respond to Laurana directly other than to rub her hands together in mock worry. She smirked to herself as Laurana rolled.

Laurana shrieked out loud, “How?” The dice showed, three blanks. Sylara won. How in the Abyss could she win that game! Oh no! Laurana thought to herself.

Sylara laughed out loud uncontrollably clapping her hands wildly.

Round goes to Sylara, game tied 4 games to 4, next round wins the entire game!”

“You were saying Princess? I hope you like Palanthas this time of year?? I know I will certainly enjoy you this time of year.” Sylara said with a tone of menace.

Laurana’s heart started to sink as she was feeling weak in her legs. She had to win. Why did she have to keep upping the bet, why wouldn’t the royal treasury just let her pay this out. She was flooded with an onslaught of questions regarding this whole affair.

Sylara rolled and yelped in exhilaration as she saw what showed. Three Scales!!!” The best that Laurana could do now is tie and force an extra round to determine the winner.

The blood started to drain from Laurana’s face as she gingerly rolled for a long time and closed her eyes hard and prayed for three scales. She rolled and it was as if all sound disappeared as she looked what stared her in the face.

Three blanks again.

Sylara let out scream of absolute jubilation as she jumped up and down excited with her victory.

“I ... umm ... I ... but...” Laurana stammered.

“Round and Game Sylara.” The Carriage Driver announced as he got back up and casually walked towards the exit of the bar to go back to his carriage.

“You lost slut now come over here ... I missed your lovely fuckable body so much. We are going to have so much fun you are never going to leave,” Sylara boasted as she pulled Laurana chin towards her and took a deep tongued kiss into her new slave which she had for the next six months!