Arcadia's Ignoble Knight: Dark Elf Arc

Chapter 20

"It is time to wake up, boy."

The words felt like they had come from from away, as thought the person speaking them was leagues in the distance and their voice had blown in on a soft breeze. Yet despite this, he still heard them, and they caused his mind and body to wake up. It was a slow process. He felt like his mind was wading through frozen molasses, but he still awoke even though his mind was groggy.

Caspian opened his eyes.

A ceiling greeted him. He frowned at the ribbed ceiling, staring at the strange gridwork of metal and wood as he tried to process this unfamiliar scene. Where was he? Caspian groaned and moved his hand to try and press it to his face.

His hand wouldn't move.

Suddenly more awake than he had been, Caspian looked at his left hand and saw that his wrists were bound to a bed by leather straps. He tried to move his hands again. It was a no go. They wouldn't budge. Looking down, he saw that his legs had been similarly bound.

"Good morning, sweetheart," a voice said to his left, husky and somewhat seductive.

Caspian turned toward the source and saw a woman sitting on a cushioned chair several meters away, drinking a glass of red wine. She was wearing very little clothing. A red bra covered the two large swells of her chest, holding them up and matching the color of her hair. This left her flat stomach completely bare. The thin curve of her waist seemed to contrast with her massive bosoms. Adorning her wide hips were black lace garters. A red thong peeked out from between them, covering her crotch but allowing him to view her cameltoe. The garters held up a pair of black stockings. She wasn't wearing her boots, and the sheerness of the stockings meant he could see each of her individual toes as she crossed one leg over the other.

Caspian took a deep breath. "Chloe."

"That's me." Chloe smirked at him. "You're a lot calmer than I expected you to be."

"I am a knight," Caspian said. "A situation like this isn't going to rattle me." He frowned and tested the strength of these bindings. They were made of a sturdy leather, which would have been enough to keep anyone from moving. Once he determined how strong they were, he turned back to Chloe. "I don't think I have to ask why you've tied me up here?"

"Not unless you're an idiot." Chloe took another sip of wine, set the glass down, and stood up. "Obviously, I am here to turn you into my plaything. That beautiful red hair, those alluring and dangerous green eyes... it's simply enough to drive me wild. I love handsome young men like you."

Swaying her hips with a sensual elegance that seemed dangerous, almost predatory, Chloe walked over to the edge of the bed, and then climbed on. Now on all fours, the woman drew forward like a cat getting ready to pounce on a mouse. The smile on her face made her seem even more like a predator than her movements.

Erica is sexier than her.

The woman before him straddled his stomach and reached behind her back. A soft snap echoed around the room as she unhooked her bra, causing it to loosen. She then removed the bra, revealing the two large, round swells of her chest, which was even bigger than Erica's. They hung down her chest like a pair of balloons, capped with pink nipples that were already hard. Chloe grinned down at him.

"I hope you are ready," she whispered in a husky voice as she reached down and began sliding his clothes off. He was actually surprised to still be fully clothed, but he supposed she wanted to him to be awake for when she took them off. "Because I am going to make you mine."

"Yeah... no, you're not. Vavhista."

Caspian invoked the spell of Vavhista, a physical enhancement spell that boosted his strength several fold. Mana surged through his body. It was like a raging storm, sweeping past his muscles and reinforcing them. If Caspian had been forced to describe it, he would have said it felt like the cracks within his muscles were being filled up and empowered.