Chapter 7

“What do you want to do, after?” asked Keyleth. They were sitting on top of a small hill that overlooked the campsite and the pit. It was far enough that they knew they were alone, yet close enough that they were not in any danger.

“After what?” asked Thull. They had finished eating the dinner they prepared together and now they just sat atop the hill, waiting for the clouds to clear so that they could see the stars.

“Well, after this thing is over, what is your plan?” Keyleth asked with a mouth full of cheese and grapes, they had prepared. “I haven’t really thought about that,” said Thull. She couldn’t help but smile. This woman is just way too cute, she thought. “What are your plans?” she asked.

“My plans? Well I want to stop you from killing the gods and then probably return to Zephrah.” Keyleth’s smile was disarming. “You still want to stop us?” asked Thull, pretending she was hurt by that.

“Well, not you. But Ludinus, I don’t believe he was honest with you. I think he manipulated you and whatever is going to happen now, it’s going to be much worse.” Thull had to admit, that there was some truth to Keyleth’s words. Ludinus Daleth was most certainly lying to her, but would it even matter, if the end is the same? She wasn’t certain.

“I struck a nerve, didn’t I, Snowtops.” Keyleth smiled and touched Thull’s hand. “I still believe, that when the time comes, you will do the right thing.”

Thull frowned “Well that seems a bit patronizing.”

“I didn’t mean it like that,” Keyleth’s cheeks turned red as she started stumbling over her words, looking for another way to phrase it. She looked up at Thull and saw her smiling. “That wasn’t funny,” she scoffed. “For someone with such an amazing eye for people, you can be lied to really easily, Keyleth.” smiled Thull.

“Oh really?” Keyleth jumped up, pushing Thull on her back and sitting on her stomach. “You got me, sure but still, somehow it’s you, who is on your back. Now tell me what other lies have I been fed, or else...”

“Or else what, Keyleth? You are so cute when you pretend to be angry with me, you know that?” Thull was grinning from ear to ear.

Keyleth rose slightly, but only to push up Thull’s shirt, which was tucked into her pants. “Oh, is this what is happening?” asked Thull. Instead of answering, Keyleth put both of her hands under the shirt and grabbed Thull’s breasts. Slowly alternating between caresses, pinches and just thirsty grabbing. “I was serious about my question though. No matter how this here ends, where will you go?” she asked, pulling the shirt off.

“I don’t want this to end, Keyleth.” Thull was surprised to hear herself say that, but it was true. “I want to just stay on this hill and never leave.”

Keyleth smiled, before taking off her bra and returning to give her full attention to Thull. She licked and teased her nipples, slowly moving her hips up and down, until she noticed Thull’s breathing getting shallow. “That doesn’t sound so bad to me,” she said, pausing for a moment, only to return to feverish activity as she felt Thull’s body tensing up. She really would not mind staying on this hill forever. The realization brought a sense of wonder. How did this happen? How is it possible that in the span of four or five weeks, she was here, she changed so much? No, not changed because it wasn’t that she was becoming someone different now, it was more like a self-discovery. And she had to admit, she liked what she discovered in the depths of her mind, where she once dared not look.

From teasing came arousal and with arousal pleasure. They were tender, caressing, licking, kissing and moving rhythmically as the clouds cleared and the stars shone on their naked bodies, glistening with perspiration. It was nice to not play, to not fuck, to just make love.

“How did this happen?” asked Keyleth once even the last drops of their tender, gentle love were spent. “How did we end up like this, Snowtops?”

“Well ... I didn’t expect it to happen as well.” said Thull. “So it is true, this is indeed happening?” Keyleth questioned. “I think it would be foolish to deny it,” laughed Thull nervously. “But we don’t need to make it anything but nice and gentle. Nothing scary.” said Keyleth noticing her nervousness. “Oh Keyleth,” said Thull, giving her a gentle kiss on her head “This is already terrifying.”

When the desert night became too cold for them, they dressed and went into Thull’s chambers to sleep. “Keyleth?” asked Thull as they were lying in bed, embracing each other.

“Yes?”

“That request you had, couple days ago. Do you still want it?” Thull was relaxed, but Keyleth felt the tension in her voice. But just the mention of it made her aroused. “Yes.” she whispered.

“And are you willing to do anything for it?” Thull was trying to hide her smile, but Keyleth could almost feel it. Her “Yes.” was barely audible.

“Good, I will have a test for you to do ... it should be fun.” Thull closed her eyes and buried her nose in Keyleth’s hair. This is how she liked to fall asleep now. No nightmares followed her on those nights. Keyleth’s eyes were wide open and her cheeks red. She was resting her head on Thull’s shoulder feeling her flat, muscular stomach with her right hand. A test, she thought, so there will be some play as well. She was so excited. It has been quite a while since they played roughly with each other and whatever this one might be, she was just ready for it.

She loved how she and Thull could go from tender and loving, to absolutely perverse and filthy. It was like two sides of the same coin and both of them felt just so right.

“Do you like it?” asked Thull as they were eating their breakfast. It was her first try in trying to bake something resembling a Tal’Dorei pastry. She wanted to give Keyleth a taste of her home. “I love it!” she said with her mouth full.

So I am baking now? What the fuck did she do to me? Thull smiled. She actually kind of enjoyed it. “Keyleth?” she asked.

“Yef?” Keyleth’s mouth was still full.

“I want to ask you something, but I don’t want to ... I wanted to ... why haven’t any of your friends tried to get to you?” she wanted to ask it yesterday, but decided to ruin her morning instead of such a nice night.

Yeah, why haven’t they? Would I want them to? “I don’t think they even know I am here ... we weren’t seeing each other as often these days,” she said, ignoring the slight sharp pain she felt at that. It was the truth. Life separated them and they met less and less with each year. She shrugged “Not that I am in such need of rescue.”

“Well don’t be so sure yet,” smiled Thull “Because I promised you a test for today if I am to arrange Stalagor for you. Are you ready?”

“Yes, I am.” said Keyleth, not even hiding her excitement.

“Close your eyes,” said Thull. Keyleth closed them and prepared. What would it be, she thought, a play this early? Usually, Snowtops would leave it for the evening.

“Open,” said Thull. On the ground before Keyleth, spread over a nice piece of fabric was an odd and exciting assortment of items. One, a small oval shape, with a thick base; the other, a firm set of beads, five of them, each getting bigger and bigger towards the base; a collar and two clips. “These are for me,” said Thull and took the clips “The test is simple: the beads go into your tight little butt, the dildo into your pussy and the collar on your beautiful neck. They are all magically linked, together with these,” she said and held up the clips. “If you cum, I will feel it. The collar is just for fashion, well it will increase your pleasure, but that should be fine. The test is simple. I put all of these in you and you will have to spend all day with them, without ever pulling them out.”

Whoah, thought Keyleth, this is something new. Where is the catch?

“While normally this will be nothing for you, for today I have prepared a series of mundane tasks. You know, helping around the camp and such. You will complete your tasks, without pulling these things out of you and if you succeed, Stalagor will be your reward. If you fail, I will punish you. Do you want to do it?” asked Thull giving Keyleth the last chance to reconsider.

Keyleth thought about it. The entire day of arousal and irritation, possibly in front of others doing god knows what while being on the brink of orgasm. She could just say no and keep her depraved fantasies of Stalagor to herself. She could, but she won’t. “I am in,” she said “Just be gentle, please.”

Those pleading eyes of hers ... how could anyone say no to that, thought Thull. “Alright, let’s get you set, then.” she said pulling out oil. Keyleth eagerly put her face on the ground and her ass up, spreading her cheeks with her hands. First, she started with the beads. Generous amount of oil, and slowly, one by one all five beads slid into her. The pleasure she felt was immense, she never thought she would enjoy it there, at least not as much as she did now. Her moans filled the room as Thull couldn’t resist and pulled some beads back out, only to push them in again. She then got the dildo and gently, while rubbing Keyleth’s clit, she slid it in. Both of these items in her, Keyleth gasped. She started moving her hips around Thull’s hand, her orgasm so close. But Thull retracted her hand. Instead, she connected both items over Keyleth’s taint with a small leather buckle. “This will make holding them in a bit easier.” she said and kissed Keleth’s buttcheek. She then stood her up and placed the collar around Keyleth’s neck.

Before Keyleth could say anything, Thull took off her shirt and clipped both of her small, delicate nipples, before putting the shirt back on. “I will feel some of what you do, through this.” she smiled.

Keyleth felt the burning of her lust rising in her, both of her holes being occupied, she just wanted to lie down and finish herself. But she had the entire day ahead of her, she thought while she listened to the instructions on various tasks Thull had prepared for her. This would be a long, horny day, she smiled.

Keyleth was soaked with sweat. She was carrying two full buckets of water on her back with a carrying pole. A bunch of rags hung on it as she labored down the steep descent into the pit. She had to pick up the water from the top camp and go all the way to the middle level of the pit to clean the guard’s showers. That was Thull first quest for her. Every other step, she had to clench her butt, to keep the beads in place. Each clench brought more pleasure.

It was a long, laborious descent, clenching and adjusting both the beads and the phallus in her vagina. She was steaming hot and felt her juices dripping on her thighs. At least she was allowed to wear something a bit more comfortable now. She had one of Thull’s white linen shirts, which was nice and fitting, only a bit tight over her chest. With that Thull got her a nice, black gathered skirt that ended only a couple of inches above her knees. She actually enjoyed both of these, but due to the scorching heat of the day, she was now soaked and the linen kept sticking to her skin and her visibly erect nipples.

Her body was wet with sweat, her thighs wet with arousal, when she finally arrived in the right hallway. Taking out the key she was given, she unlocked the door and stepped into the bathroom, closing the door behind her. Setting the buckets on the ground she stretched her back and felt her muscles burn from exhaustion.

She looked about the room. There were three large tubs, some buckets and towels and a wooden screen. Remnants of soap lay about the tiled floor and in the tubs. She sighed. The two buckets of water would not be enough, but there is no way, she will make another water run all the way up there.

She closed the drain in the ground with a couple of rags and stepped into the center of the room. Moving her hands she focused for a brief moment and suddenly water started to fill the room. Just a little bit, couple inches, not more. She grabbed another rag and started to scrub the ground. Down on her knees, pushing into the ground, she felt as with every push the beads moved around in her, sliding out slightly. She bit her tongue, pushed the beads back in and continued with her work until the ground wasn’t cleaned. She then unclogged the drain and watched as the dirty water flowed away, cleaning the last bits of filth with a fresh rag.

On her knees, her f pulsing with pleasure, her legs quivered. She couldn’t hold herself back anymore. Dropping the rag, she lay her head on the wet tiles, her ass sticking up, her skirt pushed all the way as she reached for her pussy with one hand, and her ass with the other. She grabbed both of the items in her, she started pushing them in and out of her, moaning almost instantly. Her collar tingled slightly as she felt the pleasure of both of her holes being irritated relentlessly. With every bead pushed out and back in, she felt her tight asshole grab it with such a grip, it was quite difficult to push it out again. Her pussy ablaze now, full of her juices, that trickled down her thighs, she was almost screaming when her orgasm finally approached.

The pleasure rocked her body, as she, still trembling pushed both items back in and buckled them together. The entire time neither of them left her body.

With a strange tingle of excitement and satisfaction, she realized she actually liked the feeling of being stuffed. She smiled. I must clean myself at least a bit, or everyone will notice.

Otohan Thull was instructing the guards, teaching them some basic infantry tactics when she felt a slight tingle from the clips on her nipples. She shivered as the tingles increased in intensity, her sensitive nipples, being squeezed by the gentle, soft clips signaling to her, that Keyleth was pleasuring herself right now.

“I need to take a break now, Stalagor, can you take over, please?” she asked the dwarf standing next to her and without waiting for an answer she head to her tent. Its flap didn’t even close behind her when she untied her pants and shoved her hand to her nethers. She moaned softly, closing her eyes and imagining Keyleth, playing with both of her tight holes, sweaty and aroused, unable to control herself. Her climax fast approached as the magical clips tingled with immense intensity. She let out a gasp, not loud, but audible as she came and her body convulsed in delicious delirium.

Removing the clips for a while, she applied a small amount of healing, numbing oil, before clipping them again. She didn’t want to miss a single Keyleth’s orgasm.

She threw the last bucket of water into the drain and attached it to the carrying pole. The bathroom was cleaned, and she prepared for her next task.

Her pleasure brought release, but not satisfaction, as both of the items in her still irritated her sensitive nethers and ass. She sighed, this was going to be a long day.

She left the room and headed back up. Her task now was to head to the camp kitchen on the surface and serve for the group of guards who will come soon for lunch. Her steps were careful and slow, to cause as little arousal as possible, but as she reached the surface she was already winded and her head was spinning from excitement. She felt her wetness dripping down almost to her knees. The thought, that someone might notice excited her.

When she reported in the kitchen the old, half-orc cook smirked at her “Ya, Thull told me. You are a pretty little thing, aren’t ya.” his grin widened, as he looked her up and down. She wasn’t sure if he noticed the couple drops of moisture she felt running down her thigh, under her knee all the way to her calves. She should find a small private space and magically dry herself a bit. The half-orcs gaze dwelled on her bare feet for a while before he nodded to himself.

“Well don’t just stand there, come on, I will show you what to do.” he waved at her and placed his big hand on her back, pushing her slightly. The grays in his hair and the short, trimmed beard made her think that he was quite old, but his strength surprised her. He pushed her into the kitchen to show her where she will be taking the food from and where to bring dirty dishes. He touched her back from time to time, while he did that, or accidentally touched her thigh with his leg as he turned around. Keyleth didn’t know if all of those were accidental, but at this point, she couldn’t care less. He had a goblin helper in the kitchen and they screamed at each other constantly. If Keyleth could focus, she would find them funny, but her ears were ringing from arousal at this point.

Every time the cook touched her, she felt her pussy throb with excitement and she had to clench for her items to not fall out of her. After the lesson she was shown where the plates were – it was a small, dark room stacked full of pots, pans and plates.

The half-orcs brown eyes glanced every so often at her feet as he inhaled sharply. She immediately imagined him lying on the ground, licking her feet clean from the dirt. That image brought even more excitement. But there was no time to think about it now. A group of about thirty guards was walking up, and her service started.