A hidden cache?

The High Rider of Athenapolis, more than any other man in the city knew the size of the armies marching on the city. It was his Riders who brought scouting reports that he assembled into situation briefs for the High Council and Regent. As early as two weeks before the siege of the city he knew that his drakes would be outnumbered more than three to one.

"Oh yeah … mmmghmm … that's good." You glance up from the rutters long enough to see Vitaliya moaning encouragement to Relia as the two women twist together slowly on the floor.

You wonder if his young bride sensed the depression her husband struggled with as he realized that he and his Riders had no chance to control the skies above the city. You find yourself feeling for the High Rider as he sees the growing forces approaching his city tightening the noose around Athenapolis and setting up drake roosts closer and closer.

An entry written about a week before the siege began, starts as a simple list of supplies including food, water, oil and bedding. The list ends with 14 eggs. Following the list is a detailed breakdown of eight Riders and what each rider will be carrying with attention to weights of each item. Four other Rider's names are included without mention of what they are carrying, and you surmise that they are either carrying tenders for the eggs or there to provide security for the operation.

The entry for the following day consists of one word followed by a single sentence.

"Done. There is now hope for Athenapolis' next generation of Riders."

The wiggling of entangled limbs on the couch is getting noisier, but compared to the news discovered in this rutter, not even the sight of those beautiful women grinding together can distract you. Fourteen drake eggs? Those eggs will be worth their weight in gold, especially after the heavy losses suffered by both sides in the fight for the skies over Athenapolis.

But where? You flip to the map in the front of the ledger and scan the surrounding hills for a likely location to hide a dozen or so eggs and the staff needed to tend for the hatchlings. You know from the timing of the journal's entries that this location cannot be more than a few hours of drake-flight, away, but that still leaves a dozen or so caves and mountain cabins that could be likely locations.

If you take this information to the Lord Marshal, Riders from the United Armies could be dispatched at dawn, and every one of these locations could be searched by the end of the day. But, after all the different camps of Riders from a half-dozen diverse cities have divided the bounty of this find, you doubt you as an unaffiliated free-Rider would see anything much other than a purse of silver and an official certificate of commendation. -Fuck that!

You need more information to narrow down the possibilities. Turning your attention to the High Rider's widow, you are just in time to see her arch her back and let out a long soft moan as she spasms in Relia's arms. The Lady of the house too looks like she is basking contentedly in the aftermath of a satisfying orgasm. If you're not careful, these two noblewomen of Athenapolis will discover that they don't really need you or your cock after all.

The excitement of your discovery is slightly dampened by the knowledge that until morning there isn't much you can do anyway and, as you take in the sight of the two naked women, you wonder if this is the time to show these two what you and your cock can do. You'd like to join in with the pair more than anything, you have yet to fully enjoy Vitaliya's naked body and the thought of taking Relia from behind as she rides the buxom brunette's face has your cock stiffening like you're a teenager. However, you can't risk not getting to Swiftwing in time to fly the drake back to Relia's tower before nightfall. If you plan to leave first thing in the morning you'll need your drake, and at the moment, Swiftwing is grounded outside the city walls.

A look out of the western windows of the atrium shows the sun dropping quickly towards the distant mountains. If you delay your departure, even for just long enough for a quickie, you could end up having to spend the night in the United Armies camp instead of playing with these lovely prizes. Swiftwing is better than most drakes about flying in the twilight but getting your drake to land in an unfamiliar perch after dark is next to impossible and if you don't leave now, you might risk being stranded outside the city walls until morning.