A night in the woods
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The next moment he heard Katja say "Ya turn. Quite da rich boy we found...look at da ring and pouch!" behind a nearby thicket.
She had picked up her and his clothes and left while he was pondering about what had just transpired. Though it seemed he wouldn't be given the time to process it and calm down.
Another woman, a lot younger than Katja, walked out of the thicket. She was relatively tall with a slender figure and dark reddish brown hair. Smiling she closed in on him. As she eyed him she stopped at his little buddy. Even after the strange tool was removed he stood a full mast, though slightly declining.
He took a peek at her nice-looking face and used [Analyze].
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Aidra Bandit (lvl. 8)
[Dagger lvl.2]
[Bow lvl.2]
[Hunting lvl.1]
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Closing the window he saw her stepping over him. While squatting down she shifted the undergarment under her shirt to the side. It was a plain cloth one as he could see under the short leather skirt.
Revealing her fur patched crotch she gripped his shaft. The hand gripping from her back and positioning it couldn't even encompass the whole shaft.
"Quite the tool you got there. No wonder that Ogre got hot.."
Grinning she lowered her hips.
As the painful sensation from the tool as well as its effect had subsided it was a strangely alluring. This time he felt pleasure as the warm and slippery folds of her hole were grinding along his member.
Even as he stuck more than halfway inside and hit her last frontier again and again it was more pleasuring than hurting.
The same apparently applied to her as she started moaning louder and louder.
When her humping sped up and her eyes started to roll back he felt the tension in his nethers rising rapidly.
She didn't slow down one bit and the wet splashing from where they connected was also getting louder. She had already climaxed and was nearing her second peak.
Reaching his limit he bucked his hips up, plunging as deep in her as possible and released everything that had build up.
As Aidra got filled up she reached her second orgasm and let herself fall onto him.
His arms still bound to his back the slumping down woman hurt quite a bit. But that was one of his lesser problems as again the notifications popped up one after another.
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Skill integrated:
Dagger lvl. 2
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Skill integrated:
Bow lvl. 2
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Skill integrated:
Hunting lvl. 1
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As the woman stood up a tide of white liquid dropped down from her crotch. Touching it she had a frown on her face. Turning around she swiftly left through the thicket.
It had already gotten dark as he was alone again. From behind the greenery and trees he could see the flickering of a fire. Then he listened to the two female voices coming from over there.
"Ya seem quite pleased, wanna keep em?"
"Nah, No chance they'd let us keep him..."
"Hmpf, fuck'em.. Then grab a scroll and knife! Ya'll jast have ta cut his balls and there's no prob! With some medics or my tool he'll still be usable... Get it done already!"
"...Hurts, but no helping it."
He shuddered at what he heard. Hoping he had misheard fear crept into him. And then the younger woman stepped though the thicket. An old looking paper scroll in her left and a small knife in her right.
Taking two steps towards him she stretched out her left hand and let the scroll fall open as it started glowing. As the scroll had disintegrated she strode forward, readying her knife.
"Hey, cant you leave me? Just cut those ropes and leave me, please..." was all he could whine.
She grabbed his Shoulder and lowered her knife towards his hips.
Then she turned him around roughly, cut through the ropes that bound him and left.
Whatever had just happened didn't matter. He had been seconds away from loosing his manhood and was now freed.
Dashing forwards without glancing back he made his way into the dark woods. Even as he heard a loud yell and clamor he sprinted forward.
His feet received cuts and splinters as he made his way through the forest. The torchlight from his pursuers always visible he knew only one direction. Away from them!
In this constellation the pursue went on. Having lost the track of time he only kept running. Impressed by his speed and stamina he kept the two bandits on distance.
Accompanied by a slight whistle his right shoulder suddenly stung. Ignoring the pain he dashed onwards.
After minutes of sprinting he saw torches in the distance. Deciding it would be his best bet to check upon the light even if they turned out to be enemies he started his last effort. He had no chance to flee as the hunting party was still on track and he on low steam.
Through the cracking of the under wood he heard another whistling. This time the pain shot through his left thigh.
Another one hit. Now in his lower back.
Stumbling forwards he fell face first to the hard ground. He could hear a clacking sound getting closer. But his eyes fell shut.
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The all so familiar darkness greeted him. Feeling like he was floating in midair he saw nothing but darkness. To all sides nothing but darkness. Only to his feet swirled a hazy mist over the dark tiled floor.
As the mist cleared it revealed a wide room. The ceiling and the walls were kept hidden by the fog. After some time he could discern dark robed people surrounding him in irregular groups.
As the people seemed to hold small debates he watched them. Their obscure voices and unidentifiable language made it unable to understand them.
Suddenly one of the dark hooded people in the biggest of all groups turned around. This person pointed towards him and slowly walked over.
"It seems he finally arrived..."
The face was still blurry even after she stood directly before him. He could guess the gender from her voice, though it was distorted, and the also blurred revealing outfit under her dark robe.
"The veiled have to put their faith in the love and beauty of the nine. To restore what will be you have to find what was lost. I am anticipating us meeting soon..."
He had no idea for the meaning of what she just said. But he was sure to have made out a soft smile on her face. As she turned around and walked back to the group the mist crept back until he was surrounded. Before long darkness was surrounding him again.
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As he opened his eyes he saw a unfamiliar ceiling. His eyes were still hazy as if he had just woken up from a very long sleep.
First an foremost he had to go through the ridiculous amount of notifications floating before his eyes.
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Quest:
'Back to Civilization' cleared!
500 XP
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Level up!
You reached level 4
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Quest-line:
A new Life (5)
updating Object:
Identity – register as Adventurer
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Quest:
Your story
Object:
talk to your saviors
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Optional Quest:
Repaying debts
Object:
lend your savior a helping hand!
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Optional Quest:
Follow your dream
Object:
pray to the right god 1st try
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Skill integrated:
Light magic lvl. 3
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Stupefied and still thinking about his odd dream he let his eyes wander about. He was lying on a bed, hulled in a blanket, in a pretty cozy room. Half- timbered walls and a wooden floor, a wardrobe and a small table could be spotted.
What really caught his eyes was a beautiful woman sitting besides his bed. She was pondering about something until she noticed him watching her. With a slight blush she slowly stood up from her seat while saying,
"I'm glad you're finally awake. Your wounds are healed but you should take your time. Come downstairs when you've dressed. The clothed over there should fit.
And I bet you're hungry..."
A "thanks" was all he could muster as baffled as he was. She was talking in a warm and soothing voice. All the time she kept her kind look and a soft smile. And a light blush.
Only as she was standing could he see just how busty she was. It was quite unbefitting her late twenties which he guessed.
The most peculiar thing though were her slightly elongated and pointy ears peeking out of her golden hair. She had to be an elf or something like that, he guessed.
While he was wondering about her, said woman had already left the room.
Trying to sit up some recent memories flashed before his eyes. From pictures through hazy eyes he remembered a soldier kneeling next to him after he fell on the road. The next thing he remembered was being loaded on a horseback and transported through the night. A female voice could be heard, but as muffled as it was he didn't comprehend a word.
Afterwards he only knew he got brought inside a house and laid on a bed. The memories of a warm surge encompassing his body was the last thing he knew before he had passed out and later woke up.