By morning, Jobrac signaled we were near where he told the nuns to hide. Ahead were several dozen Dark Templars. Searl made sure to cover our prisoner's mouth. The Knight ensured she'd make a ruckus, requiring Searl to rope her arms to her sides. He passed her to me, and I held her down as we crawled to see the Templars. Jobrac pointed to a cave with a boulder blocking its entrance. I got the drift they were in there. It didn't seem like the Templars knew that. Two caped Templars rode in from a clearing.
"Nald Fraurstaerr and Adelard, the Traitor... two Templars I knew very well," Searl whispered.
The men dismount their horses as a templar approaches them. The four of us listen in as best we can.
"Have you found the worshipers yet?" Nald asked.
"No, Sire, we are still searching. There's been no sign for three days," the Templar said.
"What about the party sent after the giant?" Adelard asked.
"We found the templars sent after them. They're all dead except...," the Templar said, hesitating to finish.
"Except what?" Nald demanded.
"The ordain sent with them hasn't returned. Therefore, Riona, the ordain's whereabouts are unknown, Sire," the Templar said.
"We cannot allow an ordain to fall. So take a unit and find Riona, Adelard. Then, the rest of you will return to the forward base in the northeast," Nald said.
"Yes, sire," the Templar said, running off.
"I'll bring the ordain back at once," Adelard said, getting back on his horse.
Our prisoner struggled to get the attention of the other Templars, but I wasn't having that. I held her tight as she tried to wiggle away. We waited in silence while the Dark Templars dispersed the area. They have a base somewhere to the northeast. This is valuable intelligence. There is a possibility that they will keep the princess there. I pin my prisoner to the ground harder. She's trying vigorously to make a sound. So much so that her bottom is pressing into my groin. The softness of her tush was unexpected, causing my privates to come to life. It pokes into the crease between her buttocks. I immediately feel her tense up. She turns her head to look at me with surprise. Her blue eyes were wide and confused. It took a moment to whisper into her ear.
"If you stop squirming, this wouldn't be happening," I whispered low enough that the others didn't hear.
To my surprise, she relaxes and stops struggling. This only causes my privates to grow larger and deeper between her legs. I could feel her thighs tightening around. 'Her eyes were saying, what the hell was I doing?' Or that's what I assumed they were saying. I kept her attention long enough that the area was now clear. The others sat up, and I pulled our prisoner into my lap. That only made things worse. Her peach sat atop my rod as if they were begging to touch each other. Her tone changed quickly to pure confusion. Jobrac took another look to ensure no other Templars were around.
"Good... they didn't notice the cave. Wait here. I will move the boulder and bring them out," Jobrac said.
We agreed and waited for the dwarf to do his work. The towering man moved faster than he appeared. His ability to move the boulder all by himself amazes me. Then he disappears into the cave's entrance.
"What about our prisoner?" Lythienne asked.
"I'll watch over her for now. Once we get to the city. We can interrogate her," I said.
She bounces as hard as she can on my lap. But, unfortunately, it didn't have the effect she was hoping for.
"Are you alright, John?" Lythienne asked.
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Domirella: The Surreal Succubi
AdventureJohn Thomas is the typical thirty-something nobody. He spent most of his life growing up being the underdog. From his time in elementary to his high school years, he endured the ridicule of bullies or being the ass end of someone's joke. To say he's...
