In the Heat of the Knight

"I spent my 18th birthday in a goblin prison. I have no intention of arriving home looking like some peasant's housewife!" Princess Lycena shouted, when I offered to buy her new dress from the village tailor. She wore the fur loincloth and brassiere the goblins made her wear.

"Okay, whatever you wish, your HIGH-ness" I said. Her-barely covered cantaloupe-sized breasts and shapely hips were making enough of the villagers stare. I didn't want them to come after us with pitchforks.

We made camp many miles out of town. I had to go out of my way to put off any would-be rapists that followed us.

I was starting a fire when Lycena broke the silence between us. "Don't speak to me with that tone of voice in front of others. Though you rescued me, I am still royalty. If word of what you said got back to my father, he'd have your head."

I nodded. "You were acting like a bitch though. You'd have to admit that."

"I'm a princess. It's what princesses do," she said, smiling. Her teeth were ivory white under a cute little nose sprinkled with freckles and bright jade eyes. I loved it when she smiled. "I'm going to wash up in that stream we passed earlier. Will my brave knight have dinner ready by sundown?"

I was struggling to start the fire. "Perhaps my princess would enjoy a salad instead of roasted meat."

"Cute, but no," she said, a mischievous smile on her lips. "I'm craving meat this evening." She left.

I continued my struggle to make fire until I heard a noise in the forest. "Lycena," I called. No answer. The noise had sounded like footsteps made by heavy boots. I could only imagine a **** from town following Lycena to the stream. I grabbed my sword and went in that direction.

I met no one on the way to the stream. The sight of Lycena made me forget all about the noise. She was completely naked, splashing cold water onto her pale skin. She was turned from me, her plump derrière stuck out under her arched back. Her rich auburn hair was dripping.

She screamed when she saw me. "Where you spying on me this whole time?!"

"I thought I heard someone and came to see if you were all right," I said, shielding my eyes.

Her tone changed. "Aww, my hero. You even have your sword."

"I thought it was a troublemaker from the village. I was willing to fight," I said.

"I'm not referring to THAT sword," she said. She was staring at the tent I had formed of my breeches. My erection was hard and throbbing. It'd been a long time since I'd had relief.

She came to me and felt my hardness through my breeches. "It's sooo big," she gasped. Her nipples were wet and erect.

"It's all your fault, princess," I chided, pulling her to me and kissing her. Her lips were soft and tasted of exotic spices.

She pushed away giggling and undid my breeches. "I did say I wanted meat for dinner."

My member sprung free. She felt it with her cheek. "I'm all yours, m'lady," I said.

She licked the shaft with her hot, pink tongue, and kissed the head. She squeezed it with her wet lips and took me inside her almost completely. I felt her mouth and her tongue working up and down my hardness. She sucked hard, playing with my scrotum with her deft little hands.

Her striking jade eyes met mine, and I could last no longer. I shot my seed inside her mouth and she slurped it up, smiling at me as I went limp. "Lie with me in the grass," she said, and I did.

"Well, this complicated things," I said, taking in her scent.

"Why? I like you and you are rather handsome. I'm surprised we didn't do this sooner." She snuggled closer to me.

I began massaging one of her breasts. It fit in my large hand nicely. "I have to agree."

"Tell me when you're ready to go again. I'm not done with you yet," she said.

"Believe me, you'll know when I'm ready. You'll feel it," I said and kissed the nape of her neck. I could have died a happy man right there.

Suddenly, an arrow came out of the forest and struck a nearby tree. Armed men stepped from the forest all around us. The man with the bow notched another arrow. I recognized him. "Release my daughter or I'll send the next one through your skull," the Elf King said.

"Father..." Lycena pleaded.

"I saw what he **** you to do. He will pay with his life," the Elf king said, pulling his bow string taunt.

"If you've ever loved me, don't kill him. He saved my life," Lycena said, tears streaming from her eyes.

The Elf King lowered his bow. "Very well. I won't kill him, but he must be punished for this. I'll have my mage banish him from this world to a world so different, he may beg for **** before the end."

The King's mage stepped forward, holding the Elven Holy Book of Magic. "By the order of His Highness, you will be whisked away from this world by the seven gods of Elven magic. If you ever return to this world, you will be sent the darkest anus of the 99th Hell. There will be no mercy."

I stood naked and alone. Lycena looked at me with pity, but she could not go against the will of her father. It was the law.

A wind swirled around me and through me. It felt cold, but at the same time, it burned. I opened my mouth to scream, but no sound came out. I saw faces I recognized from Elven temples and statues. The seven gods of Elven magic placed their steely hands on me and tore me from the world. The pain was immense. I blacked out.