Message-ID: <12690eli$9807022345@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: marawuti@ipinc.net Subject: Wulf: Nemesis 5/5 (m/f, m/f/f/f, f/f, cons. s&m) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <359bfd80.21583021@news.ipinc.net> So there I was. Yes, the ultimate male fantasy -- three naked, beautiful, eager women, and me with a tireless cock the size of the White Emperor’s summer palace. Unfortunately, nothing like this ever happens without at least some minor counterpoint, and the fact that I was about to leave all three of them -- possibly forever -- tempered our ecstasy somewhat. Still, the attentions of three naked, beautiful, eager women tend to drive off misgivings and depression, at least for a short period of time. Of course, "naked" is a relative term. Narisha wore a pleasant ensemble of black leather straps that held her breasts out, displaying her blue-black pierced nipple quite nicely, and exposing the soft flesh between her thighs. Entirely hairless, I noticed. "You’ve shaved," I observed. She nodded, baring her fangs. "I figured that you had all the fur we needed right now." I smiled but didn’t laugh. "They’re ahead of us already," I observed. Moaning softly, Livia and Daedora were busily devouring each other’s cunts in a striking study in black and white. They were both beautiful, of course, and as exquisite as any carving by the finest Xeshite erotic artist. Livia was on top, the long and graceful curve, slightly furrowed curve of her back ending in a pair of sweetly contoured buttocks. Daedora’s silver-tressed head was busy there, while closer to me, Livia’s tongue lapping at the dark elf’s slick inner labia, then nibbled at the nub of her clit with tiny white teeth. Daedora moaned deeply at that, and apparently returned the favor on Livia, for the blonde woman stiffened and cried out. "Now there," Narisha said with some satisfaction, "is a beautiful sight. Elf and human united in lustful exploration of each other’s inner recesses." "It makes you wonder why we fight so much," I replied, still getting used to my deep basso rumble. "Fighting is fun, but foolish, my lion-man," Narisha said, slipping her arms around my neck, playing in my mane, and opening her mouth for a kiss. "So much more fun to kiss and lick and bite and fuck, don’t you think?" "I agree," I said, and moved to meet her, mouth to muzzle. Gods, she was warm, and smelled heavenly. Demons emit scents that drive humans mad; as a lion man I was practically delirious. I wondered whether Narisha would put an ordinary lion man into heat just by being around him. "Mmmm, lover," she whispered against my mouth. "Nice sharp, lion-teeth you have. Nice bristly lion tongue." I demonstrated, laving her face with a long, wet lick. She sighed. "Oh, yes. Oh, my nipples are getting hard, lover. Can you feel them?" I encircled her breasts in my hands (my hands were bigger, too -- Narisha’s mounds overflowed my puny little human extremities), confirming that her nipples were swelling with intense desire. "Bite them," Narisha hissed urgently. "Bite them with your sharp lion-teeth." "My pleasure," I replied, grabbing her roughly around the shoulder, eliciting a delicious squeak of surprise. Beside me, Livia started babbling wildly, apparently since Daedora was busy inserting more than the requisite number of fingers into her cunt. "Oh, more, please, please, please." I felt her tense, though I didn’t look at her. "Another finger. Yes. Another finger. Three now, darling. Three fingers inside me. Give me another, sweetest. Yesssssss..." Of course, it turned me on massively (my cock was rock-hard, of course, and the thought of using it on dear sweet Narisha wasn’t making it any softer) and I bit down on Narisha’s pierced nipple with the same enthusiasm I’d used on dead antelope out on the plains. Narisha’s scream was enormously gratifying, especially given the fact that she usually preferred to inflict pain rather than receive it. Unfortunately for me, it seemed to bring out her own violent streak. "Oh, fuck!" she shouted -- it wasn’t an expletive, it was more along the lines of a demand. "Bite me, you cocksucking bastard! Harder!" Livia, lost in her own world, added her own cries to Narisha’s and together they made a sort of hellish sexual harmony. "Your thumb now, sweetheart. Whole hand, whole hand inside me. Ohhh... Ohhh... I’m so tight for you, lover. So very, very, very tight... Is your hand in me? Is it all in? Oh, squeeze it. Squeeze it...." "Harder!" Narisha ordered, grabbing my mane and yanking my mouth down upon her. "Bite harder! Make it hurt, fucker. Make it hurt." Such a lovely combination, I thought, biting as hard as she requested, noting that I hadn’t managed to score her magically strengthened demon flesh at all. Perhaps that’s why demons like pain so much -- it doesn’t do them a bit of harm... "Lick me," she ordered, pushing my head down. "Put your mouth on my cunt right now." I considered refusing, but even in my lion-man persona, I suspected that Narisha could have kicked my ass. All the same, I took my time, chomping my way down her chest and belly, licking as hard as I could, making her yelp and demand even more. "You’re taking your sweet time, lover," she complained. "I’m not feeling anything in my cunt yet." "Good things come to those who wait, princess," I growled. "You need to learn patience." She squeezed her breasts hard, tweaking the nipples I’d just finished with. "Patience isn’t my strong suit, cat-boy. If your face isn’t between my thighs by the count of three..." Rather than wait to see what she planned if I failed, I shoved her thighs apart and thrust my muzzle into the moist blue-black flesh of her cunt, lapping with strong, unrestrained strokes of my tongue. She was quite ready, and a virtual flood of her innermost fluids poured forth, soaking my face. The scent was maddening, and I combined by hard licking with savage bites. If her scream before was loud, this one was positively deafening. Strong hands seized my mane, and her thighs locked around my head, trapping me against the moist, overflowing font of her cunt. Narisha’s scream trailed into a long howl as she ground her mons against me, dragging on my mane with urgent fingers. Well, I thought, in a moment of rationality, either she comes or I suffocate. Time to get serious. I managed to force her thighs apart far enough to slip in one finger, feeling the soft tissue inside her part, granting me access to her hot, sopping depths. "Nnnnnnn," she snarled through clenched teeth. "Lick me. Lick me. Lick me until I come." "Happy to oblige," I said, though through the hot, moist filter of her soft cunt-flesh it probably came out a wet mumble. I returned to my task, since Narisha probably couldn’t hear me anyway. "Ahhhh!" she cried, hands clenching, legs tightening around my head. "Ahhhhh, you bastard! Ahhhhhhh! I’m... I’m coming..." I feared for a moment that she’d crack my skull, then was overwhelmed by a literal flood of sweet liquid pouring forth from Narisha’s innermost depths (another one of those demon abilities, I guess). I was unable to breath for an instant, then Narisha released me, letting me pull my head away, soaked and sputtering like a half-drowned cat. She was still going, of course, squeezing her firm red breasts together, fingering her nipples, crying out incoherently. Livia and Daedora had ceased cavorting long enough to watch us, and lay languidly, stroking each other. Okay, I thought. They want a show, then I’ll give them a show. Even while Narisha continued to writhe in the throes of the orgasmic cataclysm I’d set off, I moved atop her, seizing her wrists, and growled. "Time to get what’s coming to you," I said, and seemingly of its own volition, my cock slid between her thighs and into the moist channel of her cunt. "Oh! Oh, fuck!" Her cries were breathless, and almost instantly she tightened around me, plunging off into another series of raging orgasms. She strained against me, but I held her tightly -- under other circumstances she might have been able to throw me off, but I’d waited until she’d already spent most of her strength. I pulled out and plunged in again, then again and again, faster and faster until... "Gods! You’re making me... Oh, Gods! Fuck, yes, fuck yes, fuck, yes..." She snarled, baring fangs, and a faint tracery of black and red stripes faded in and out across her skin. Her cunt tightened around my cock as greedily trying to hold it inside her, but I escaped its grasp and pounded inside her again. Beside me, Daedora, eyes wide and lips parted with desire, began to kiss her way down Livia’s body, lavishing attention on her swollen pink nipples, then licking down across her navel toward the downy frosting above her mons. Livia turned her head to face Narisha, and licked her full lips. "How good is he, darling?" she whispered. "How good does he fuck." "Oh, unbelievably," Narisha replied, voice midway between snarl and whimper. "Unbelievably. It’s like having three cocks inside me at once... Ohhhhhh... No, I’m wrong. Four cocks, not three..." I’d forgotten just how energetic my lion-man alter-ego was. Livia and Narisha, both gloriously naked and glowing with perspiration, lay side by side, holding hands and exchanging kisses while I slid my cock in and out of the crimson-skinned daemon woman, and Daedora continued to feast between the pale sorceress’ thighs. "Oh!" Narisha yelped suddenly. "Oh, there was another. Sweetest sister, I don’t know how many times I’ve... oh... oh..." "You’re so beautiful when you come," Livia whispered to her, a hand sneaking down to tweak her pierced nipple. "So very, very beautiful." I growled and thrust in again, making Narisha shudder, breasts shaking, belly heaving. Her muscular red thighs squeezed my hips and she crossed her ankles behind me, limiting the length of my thrusts. "You should feel this, pet," Narisha said. "This has got to be the biggest fucking cock I’ve ever had inside me. Oh, sweet pussy cat... Oh, fuck that cunt... Fuck it as hard as you want to." "I can’t with you holding me in like this," I complained, stroking one of her sweat-damp cheeks. "Too bad, you cat-cocked bastard," Narisha snarled back, baring fangs. "Want me to change now?" I didn’t reply, but kept thrusting, watching her stripes fade in and out in time with her racing pulse. Narisha’s sighs became growls, and she looked at Livia grinning savagely. "I’ll make you a bet," she said, huskily. "Oh, goddess, fuck me..." "Ahhhh... Daedora, sweetest..." They both seemed to be having problems carrying on conversations for some reason. "What kind of bet?" "He’s... he’s bigger than that muscle-headed plaything of your’s in Godshome, isn’t he?" "You mean Arlis?" Livia nodded, eyes wide, mouth open, a shudder of orgasm building. "Yes... I think he’s... Ahhhhhhh..." "Of course he’s bigger," Narisha snapped. "I’ll bet you can’t take this beautiful lion man up your ass." Livia looked indignant even as Daedora’s tongue and fingers drove her toward another climax. "Fuck you, hellspawn. I can take anyone up my ass." "A large claim, yet to be tested. Take him up the ass, Livia. All the way. Every inch." "What’s the reward?" Two ebon hands reached up to seize Livia’s breasts and squeeze her nipples. "Oh, sweetheart! Harder, please..." "Your love slave for a day?" Narisha asked. "At your command in all things? We’ve never done that before, have we?" "No, you’ve always been the one in charge. Hm." Livia looked thoughtful. "So what you’re saying is I let him fuck me in one of my favorite places, and if he can do it, I get you as my sex slave for a day? And if I lose, I’m your slave again?" Narisha nodded. I fucked her even harder for that, and yanked on her nipple ring, but she hardly seemed to notice. Livia let Daedora slide out from between her legs and lay beside her, a reclining statue of pure jet. "I don’t understand," Livia asked. "What’s the catch?" "None at all, sweet little one," Narisha replied. "Just me being my usual controlling self." "Mmmm, darling," Livia sighed, rolling luxuriantly onto her stomach, damp bedding sticking to her white skin. "I love it when you’re in control." I pulled out of Narisha and regarded the three women with what I hoped was a cynical stare. As a lion-man I probably only looked pathetic, however. "You women," I said. "Good thing you all fool around. You’re more than one man can handle." "In the desert kingdoms," observed Daedora, stroking Livia’s back, "a man can have as many wives as he can afford. And in Vendhaya a woman is looked down upon unless she has at least two lovers in addition to her husband. You northerners are all thin-blooded." "Come over here and I’ll show you thin blood, you little strumpet," I said, then stopped short. "Oh, excuse me. Narisha says I have to fuck Livia’s ass." "And I’m just lying here thinking about it," Livia sighed, fixing me with the sweetly innocent burning gaze which has led many a man or woman to ruin. "You’re the biggest cock I’ve ever allowed to fuck me that way. Consider yourself honored." Then Livia looked up at Narisha, expression instantly softening to the pleading, submissive face she normally wore for the demoness. "He can fuck my ass," she said softly, "but you have to get me ready." Narisha looked as smug as if she’d just been made White Empress. "Why, of course, little pet. Your mistress would love to get your ass ready for that nice, big cock. You," she said to Daedora, who lay there, stroking between her ebony thighs, "keep him hard. Use your mouth." Daedora nodded, eyes lowered. Gods, but these women were compliant. I wish they’d be like that for me once in a while... "Hands and knees, little pet," Narisha purred. "Ass up so I can get to it." "As you wish," Livia said, softly, rolling onto her stomach, then rising slowly and languorously. "I can’t say no to you, ever." "You’d better not," Narisha said, kneeling beside her and stroking her arched back. "Not unless you want a sore ass for a week." "Hmmmm, that might be fun," Livia replied. "No. Never. I refuse," she continued without enthusiasm. "I’ll never do anything you say ever again." "Bitch," Narisha said, slapping Livia’s ass hard with her open palm. The blonde woman tensed and cried out. Livia slapped again, leaving a livid red palm print. "Oh, you know how to make me behave, don’t you?" Livia hissed. "I love it." I was pretty captivated by this, and had temporarily forgotten Daedora (how you can forget about a carved ebony statue of lush beauty and a desperate desire for sex is beyond me, but I succeeded nonetheless). She returned to the center of my attention when she slipped unceremoniously between my thighs and ran her long pink tongue up the length of my still rock-hard cock. "Ohhhhhh," she sighed, kissing my bulbous glans and licking all around it. "This is enormous, isn’t it?" "It isn’t really mine..." I began, but then swallowed my next words as Daedora’s lips encircled my shaft. She had some trouble, lips stretching, but with a muffled groan, she let the erect rod slide into her mouth, then slide out again. "I don’t know if I can get this all down," she said, insincerely, gazing at me with lambent violet eyes. "I don’t know if it will all fit in my mouth." "You’re welcome to try," I replied, taking her head in my hands. "Go right ahead." She didn’t take it in her mouth immediately, but instead began to kiss and nibble her way from the head to base, licking delicately. "Promise me," she whispered, once more locking me with her dark gaze. "Promise you’ll fuck me with this." I made a neutral noise in response, now consumed with desire to be devoured by her swollen-lipped mouth. "Promise me," she persisted. "Promise me you’ll fuck me. Promise you’ll come for me." "Uhhhhh..." My rational mind was struggling to respond, when she leaped atop me, grabbing my mane in both hands (damn, but that was a popular thing to do -- maybe I’d cut the blasted thing). "Promise," she repeated. "Promise." "All right," I said, surrendering at last. "I promise I’ll fuck you." "Then I’ll suck you until you come," she whispered in my ear, so low that only I could hear her. "I’ll suck you until you come and swallow it all. Just watch." Well, now, that was something to look forward to. My promise made, Daedora returned dutifully to her ordered task, lavishing oral attention on my cock. Beside us, Livia and Narisha continued their fun and games. Narisha had produced a crock full of oil, slathered her hand with it, and was busily finger-fucking the blonde woman’s asshole, to the accompaniment of Livia’s enthused encouragement. "Mmmmm, feels good," she whispered. I noted that Livia’s own fingers were busy, playing between her thighs as her crimson-skinned lover stimulated her nether orifice. As I watched, Narisha slipped in a second finger, and Livia squealed loudly. "Oh, yes, yes. So very good, lover." "This is nothing," Narisha hissed, looking over at Daedora. Contrary to her previous fears, she had succeeded in getting at least half my cock in her mouth, and seemed quite prepared to swallow it all, though where she was putting it was anyone’s guest. "Wait until you feel that thing in you. I look forward to it." "You want me to fuck him?" Livia demanded, eyes wide, pupils dilated. "You want me to let him shove that up my ass?" "I demand it," Narisha replied, sliding in a third finger. "I insist upon it, in fact. Mmmm, that bitch is sucking him really well, though. Hope he doesn’t come before you’re ready for him." Small fear of that, I thought, remembering the seemingly endless reserve that my lion-man body seemed to have. "I’m ready now, sweetheart," Livia whined. "I want him up my ass now." "Not yet, pet," Narisha said, sternly. "You wanted me to get you ready, and you’re not ready until I say so." She slapped Livia’s pale ass once more. "Understand, bitch?" "Yes, mistress. I understand." And so it went for several more minutes, with Daedora’s delicate, thick-lipped mouth lavishing attention on my cock, and Narisha authoritatively fingering Livia’s asshole, all the while telling her what I was about to do to her. Livia, of course, loved it, and came at least once before Narisha at last released her and beckoned to me. "Now, you," she said. "Bring that cock over here and put it in her ass." Daedora released me with some reluctance, and I moved toward the waiting Livia, my cock wet with the dark elf’s spittle. "Wait," Narisha said, holding the crock of lubricant and stirring it with her fingers. She then took a large glop of the stuff and slathered my erect organ. "Don’t want it to hurt too much, do we, lover?" "Don’t want it to hurt at all," I said, softly, but Livia cut me off. "I want it to hurt," she said. "I love it when it hurts." Gods. I was surrounded by sick fucks, wasn’t I? "Not too much, sweetheart," Narisha said. "A little pain, perhaps. Not too much." With that, I positioned myself behind Livia and looked down at her. She literally trembled, muscles tight, and when I grazed my slick cock between the perfect hemispheres of her ass, she cried out. "She knows what’s coming," Narisha said. "She wants you so much. Give it to her. All at once." Well, I wasn’t quite that overcome with lust, and instead tested her asshole with a slow, steady thrust, feeling her open up before me. She was tight, though, gripping me like a fist, and her moans grew louder as I slipped deeper. "Ohhhh, Narisha..." Livia gasped. "You’re right... Oh, my, you’re so right..." "Very good," Narisha whispered, fingers busy at her nipples and clit. "So very, very good." "Further," Livia whined. "Slide it all the way in." I wasn’t even half way, but I forged on at Livia’s urgings. Her lovely buttocks tensed and quivered and she clenched sheets in tight fists, howling, in between pleasure and pain. Livia grabbed Daedora’s arm. "Play with my clit. Please play with my clit while he fucks me." Daedora looked fierce and moved beside her, slipping a finger between Livia’s sopping thighs. I felt the pressure on my cock as I slipped it the last couple of inches into Livia. "Oh, he feels so good in my ass," Livia said. I couldn’t resist. "Better than Arlis?" I asked. "Oh, much, much better," she assured me, and Narisha grinned, flashing fangs. "So much better than Arlis." Well, I thought, my cock fully inserted into Livia’s wonderfully tight rear entrance, that’s something anyway. "Here, dearest." Narisha offered Livia a finger, and the blonde woman bit down hard. The demoness grimaced briefly, then sighed. "Now fuck her," Narisha demanded. "Fuck her hard." I began to slide out, accompanied by more cries from Livia and renewed finger action from Daedora. I felt her stroke and squeeze at Livia’s clit, and Livia quivered in response. Daedora watched my cock with a fascinated stare. "Mmmm," she whispered. "Remember your promise." I nodded, then thrust in again, feeling the resistance of Livia’s anus melt before me. Again, and again, with increasing speed and force. "Ohhhhhhh, sweetheart," Livia cried. "I’m gonna come. I’m gonna come." "Yes, dear, of course you are," Narisha replied, letting Livia suck on two fingers. "Come for that big, fat cock in your ass." "Ohhhhhh, yesssss..." Livia bucked, slamming her buttocks against me, driving my cock into her, then moving forward and slamming back once more. Gods, she was fucking me a hell of a lot harder than I had fucked her... "Make me come!" she cried. "Make me come now... Sweetest darlings... Make me come..." Then it was over, and her entire body went rigid, flushing pink. I felt Daedora take Livia’s clit between thumb and forefinger, squeezing, releasing, squeezing. "Come on her," Narisha urged. "Come all over that sweet white ass." Okay, I thought, as the mistress wishes... I pulled out on the brink of orgasm, then felt my own contractions rear up, and my come splashed across Livia, renewing her enthusiastic cries. Moments later, Livia collapsed in a heap of pale, moist flesh and sweat-plastered hair, panting and moaning softly. "Oh, darling Narisha, darling, darling, darling, you were so very, very, very right... Oh, gods what a sweet cock..." Daedora looked at me, then at Livia’s come-splashed buttocks and pouted. "You said I could have some of that," she said, feigning disappointment. "A promise is a promise," I said, feeling a faint stirring even as the last traces of orgasm twitched through me. "Just wait a few moments and I’ll oblige." Daedora smiled brightly, watching my moist cock stir. "My, what a cock you have," she said. "Almost not worth having the man attached is it?" Narisha said, smirking. I rolled my eyes and growled. Stupid woman. * * * * Daedora looked like she’d finally found paradise, and I suppose given what she’d been through she deserved it. She reclined, lying between Livia and Narisha’s sleek naked forms as the two women stroked, kissed and fondled her. Narisha had a bunch of grapes which she periodically dangled above the dark elf woman’s lips, letting her take them one at a time with a dreamy, misty-eyed expression. "Glad you’re all relaxing while I do all the work," I said, but they ignored me. It certainly felt as if I was doing all the work. Daedora’s legs were draped across my shoulders and I held her beneath the hips, lifting her up, allowing me access to the soft, wet depths of her cunt. She sighed and moaned softly, considerably less vocal than the other two women. Her passion and enthusiasm was easily their equal, however, for I’d been doing this for nearly a half hour without letup, driving her to at least a half dozen orgasms. "Oh, Wulf, you keep your promises so very well," she whispered, grape juice dribbling down her chin as Livia tweaked one of her nipples and Narisha caressed the other. "I made you a promise, too, Wulf. Ready to let me keep it?" "Wait," I said. I’d gone well past any concern for my stamina -- this was a borrowed body, and I intended to use it for all I was worth. "One more for you." She sighed deeply, and let me slide my organ into her another twenty or thirty times before she tottered over a cliff and into another tooth-grinding climax. I was pretty much under control and confident by this time (so unlike my normal self, you may note), and allowed myself another orgasm, splattering her thighs and belly with semen, to Narisha and Livia’s evident delight. "We’re not letting you leave," Livia hissed, rubbing the hot liquid into Daedora’s slick black skin. "Either that or you can’t change back." "I think, my dear, that you’ll be only too happy to get the old me back when the time comes," I said. "Though you seem to enjoy it now." With that, Daedora rose to her knees and reached out to grasp my cock, soft now and wet with our various fluids. At her touch, I once more felt the wheels in motion, and began to grow hard once more. "Three times now?" Narisha demanded. "We need one of these lion men for ourselves if Wulf doesn’t want to stay." "Sorry," I said. "Real lion men only have sex during the breeding season. I seem to have lion man stamina and human lust." "An excellent combination," Daedora whispered, slipping blue-black lips around my rapidly-growing cock. "Mmmm..." She released me and licked around my glans. "Seems even bigger close up." All right, I thought, enough of that. I was beginning to feel subordinate to my own sex organ. Then again, many men feel that way, I guess... Daedora surprised me, taking my entire cock between her lips again and without preliminaries, letting it slide down her throat and not letting up until she’d swallowed the entire thing. Where she put it, I didn’t know, but there it was, consumed to the hilt, held by quivering blue-black lips, Daedora gazing up at me with adoring violet eyes, as if pleading with me for more. Slowly, she slid me out, slick and hot, then took me in both hands and whispered hotly. "See, I can suck it all. Come in my mouth." "What?" Narisha asked. "I didn’t catch that." "Personal," I replied, stroking Daedora’s head as she sucked at me once more. In went my cock, faster this time, teased at by the black-skinned woman’s tongue and nipped at by her teeth. Again, faster still. Soon Daedora was sucking me with swift strokes, letting my entire organ slide down her throat, then slide out once more. "Gods..." I growled. "Come," she whispered, then swallowed me again. "Come for me." Oh, yes... Nothing could have held me back at that point, and within a half dozen or so swallows I felt the imminent arrival of my climax. "I’m coming," I said. "I’m coming for you." Daedora smiled and sucked me down again. On the upstroke, orgasm seized me once more, and I unleashed a final torrent of come into her hot, welcoming mouth. Completely spent, I fell back, but then my interest was abruptly renewed when Daedora slid to her knees and embraced the other two women. My semen dripped out of the dark elf’s lips, down onto Livia and Narisha’s faces and lips. Livia stroked up the fluid with her fingers and sucked it off, while Narisha delightedly opened her mouth and extended her tongue, letting my come slide into her mouth. Though it was enough to make me want to do them all one more time, my body finally told me it was time to stop. "Gods, you women," I grunted, watching them lick each other’s faces clean. "I can’t do this much longer." "Oh, you don’t have to," Narisha said, rolling Livia to face me, then sliding her arms around the sorceress to squeeze and tickle her swollen nipples. "You sleep, lion-boy. We’ll keep ourselves amused." When the hell did they ever run out of energy, I wondered? I sighed and collapsed on a pillow, lulled to sleep by the impassioned groans of my three companions. My last waking image was of the women daisy-chained together, licking and toying with each other’s cunts. Such a life, I thought. Such a life. * * * * We parted company the next day, with me shipping out on a mercenary cutter bound for the south and war, and the women taking the "Skate" west in search of Skrall and company. As I watched my ship’s sails vanish over the horizon, the women’s lingering goodbye kisses still smarting on my whiskered cheek, I began to have second thoughts about this entire enterprise. Maybe I should just stay a lion man, go retire to some tropical island, and spend the rest of our lives fucking each other senseless. Then again, I told myself, it’s a little late to back out now. Only the Gods knew what lurked in the south, and what plans that bitch Thae’Lynn was brewing. My anger at her and all she represented soared once more, renewing my determination to succeed. Thae’Lynn "The last resistance on coastal Xesh has been eliminated," said Mazzor, as he stood beside Thae’Lynn and the two of them gazed out across the indigo waters on the dark elven coast. "The high elves now have a strong, centrally located foothold, and will be able to launch attacks on the Wild or the northern human states at will." Thae’Lynn inspected her nails. "And the dragons?" "All are under our control, lady. It simply remains for you to give the word." "I hold the dragons in reserve, daemon. They’re my hole card. I’d prefer our other plans move forward first. How goes the construction of the new gate?" "Slowly, I fear. Since the destruction of my gate in the Elven Isles, the opening of new ones is far more difficult. We will succeed eventually, however." "Make sure it doesn’t take too long, Mazzor. And the recruitment of mercenaries and allies?" "The orcs are, of course, eager to join our endeavor, though a few are aware of your betrayal of Warlord Thrazz. Most didn’t like him, however, and don’t really care so long as we provide them with much plunder. Mercenaries are arriving slowly but steadily. As per your instructions, I have placed females in command of all units of company size and larger." "Good Mazzor. You’re one of the few males I can truly trust." She turned her gaze back out to sea. "Soon our pale-skinned cousins will begin their futile war of conquest, and we will be there to pick up the pieces when they are finally destroyed. Soon now, we will rule what is rightfully ours." She picked up the Silver Chalice and drank deep, feeling the twisted wisdom and ancient energy of the goblet burn through her veins. "Now," she said, stroking the daemon’s muscled chest, "perhaps you could go fuck me to within an inch of my life." "Always happy to oblige, lady," Mazzor replied. -- END -- [So that’s about it so far. Hope it keeps all those folks happy who have been bugging me about a new Wulf story. The next tale will NOT be "Dark Vengeance, Part 2" (that will come later), but either "Mark of the Zombie" (Cap’n Skrall and company) or "The Wizard of Shark Island." When part 2 DOES come out, however, you’ll get to meet an impressive band of all-female mercenaries known as the Furies, as well as an oddly-matched team up of an elf named Jae and an ogre known as Violent Bahb ("Clerks" fans will probably recognize the reference). Narisha, Livia and Daedora begin their quest to find Skrall and company, while Wulf gets plenty of opportunity to use his lion-man equipment. And yeah, I think he and Mazzor are likely to tangle eventually... Stay tuned, and reset your bookmarks to the new web site. See ya soon!] -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----