Company

“Would you stay?” Anneke’s voice is soft and shy. These beautiful women are going out of their way to care for her and she can’t help but feel attracted to them.

The redhead smiles, “Of course.”

She finds a seat near Anneke’s head and leans on the rim. She tucks her hair behind her ear and Anneke sees something shocking.

“You– Your ear!”

“Oh,” the redhead laughs, “yes. My mother was one of your kind. One of The Glade. She didn’t make it home.”

Anneke twists around to look her in the eye, “I’m so sorry.”

“A woodsman caught her, completely unaware. He bound her and bred her to continue his line. But when she had a girl… well that wasn’t what he wanted. He let her keep me and raise me just to have someone around the house, but my mother was sure he would sell me to some passing bandit or other monster. She met Mistress Fernwood one night and immediately gave me to her care to keep me from becoming a broodmare like she had.”

Anneke didn’t know what to say. “Do you…”

“Do I want to go back? No. Mistress Fernwood takes good care of her girls. She’s training us to be druids like her.”

“Like her?” Anneke flashes back to the druidess’s touch deep in the forest. Was that part of her training too?

“Oh yes.” The Redhead smiles. “In every way.”

Her hand reaches down and traces along Anneke’s collar bone. Anneke shudders and blushes. The other girl’s finger trails up her throat to touch her chin. She takes Anneke’s face and gently turns it toward hers. Softly, gently, she kisses the elf.

[Stimulation: 28/100]

Anneke rubs her legs together, her body getting hot again. The redheaded half-elf kisses her deeply. She stands and begins removing her robes, revealing a taut, pale body and small breasts. Deftly, she slides into the tub with Anneke, straddling the other girl. One of her hands trails down Anneke’s chest, finding the elf’s nipple. She begins to rub the nub between her thumb and forefinger.

[Stimulation: 61/100]

Anneke grabs the girl by the waist and pulls her closer, deepening the kiss. Their bodies press together and the other girl moans. She begins to buck her hips against Anneke’s body and Anneke’s hips rise up to meet hers. The redhead pulls back and reaches to the side, pumping something into her hand. A smell like cedar and fresh rain fills Anneke’s nostrils as the other girl begins to rub the soap all over their bodies.

[Stimulation 100/100. -5 horniness]

It takes only one brush of the girl’s hand between Anneke’s legs for pleasure to overtake her body once again. Anneke moans, not letting anything stop her from expressing her pleasure now that she was somewhere safe. Water splashes over the edge of the tub as the two girls writhe against each other. Anneke’s hand finds its way between the redhead’s legs and begins to tease the other girl’s pleasure button. It isn’t long before she throws her head back and cries out in pleasure. Pride blooms in Anneke’s chest: she’s able to bring the same pleasure to this other girl that she and Mistress Fernwood have brought to her.

It isn’t long before the redhead collapses forward, pressing her breasts against Anneke’s and the two pant together. Anneke realizes she has no idea how long they’ve been in the tub.

“Should we–”

The redhead laughs. “Bathe again? I’m sure we got just as dirty as we were before.”

Anneke laughs too, “no, I mean… Elora… breakfast?”

The redhead blinks, “Oh, oh yes of course.”

She disentangles herself from Anneke’s body and climbs out of the tub. She holds up her robes and, seeing them soaked, tosses them to the side. “Come on, we’ll both be naked. Surely you don’t want to put that tunic back on?”

Anneke looks at it. She doesn’t really. And it seems that nudity is welcome in the oak. She nods and accepts the redhead’s help climbing from the tub. The two reenter the main room to see Mistress Fernwood, Elora, and the blonde sitting on the plush cushions surrounding the dining table. The other three have already started to eat. The blonde looks up and smiles.

“Had some fun getting clean, did you?”

The redhead laughs, “How could I help myself!”

Anneke blushes and sits between the redhead and Mistress Fernwood. Over the course of the meal she learns that the redhead is named Melite and the blonde is named Auli. She’s still full from the berry Mistress Fernwood gave her, but she can’t help but try each of the dishes Elora prepared. They’re delicious. She learns that Mistress Fernwood had rescued all the girls from various corners of the forest. Elora had been captured by slavers and Auli was going to be an orcish harem girl. Mistress Fernwood saved all of them from their fates.

The thought crossed her mind that she could stay here. Mistress Fernwood took good care of the three and had clearly imparted many gifts. They laughed and told her stories of the monsters they’d defeated. And Anneke only felt more and more enraptured by these women.

At some point Mistress Fernwood gestured to Melite. “Perhaps you could equip Anneke, she has a long journey ahead of her to make her way back to The Glade.”

“Yes Mistress.” Melite jumped to her feet. “What do you think you’ll need?”

Anneke paused. She wasn’t sure. “I don’t even know how far I have to go…”

Auli smiled, “Mel, let me help, I’m better with the maps than you.”

The two girls get up and grab a chart from some corner of the tree. Elora clears the table and the two spread out the map over the table. Between all of them, they figure that Anneke has about five days to go before she returns home. Anneke is crestfallen, but Elora takes her in her arms and comforts the elf. Auli and Melite gather various supplies and pack them up for Anneke, replacing everything she’d lost earlier and adding some better weapons. They promise that the waterskin they give her will never empty and that the compass they equip her with will always point to home. They can’t give her the chart itself, but they don’t want her to get lost again. They also gather a set of their robes and set them aside. They assure her that these robes are also enchanted to protect her.

By the time the pack is ready, Elora is back in the kitchen preparing a late afternoon meal. Anneke doesn’t even have to ask. She’s invited to stay the night and set off in the morning.

This time Mistress Fernwood, or Valerija as Anneke is instructed to call her, sits by the elf and it occurs to her that no one has invited her to dress yet. Indeed, the mistress of the house is once again touching Anneke softly, massaging her shoulders. Although with each touch her hands seem to stray further and further down Anneke’s chest.

[Stimulation: 21/100]

Valerija Fernwood feeds Anneke grapes as the other girls settle in around the table again to eat what Elora has prepared. Once again, it’s delicious. Anneke relaxes in the arms of the druidess and realizes that Auli has begun massaging one of her feet. Valerija’s hands have strayed further south and are softly caressing Anneke’s ample breasts. She could stay here forever, she thinks. She looks up and sees Valerija smiling down at her.

“Perhaps, girls, we should retire. We can clear the table in the morning.”

Eagerly, the three girls jump from the table. Valerija helps Anneke to her feet and they make their way up a small flight of stairs.

[+50 xp]