Taking in the Clearing

Shane didn’t say anything as Aaralon headed towards the others.

Aaralon had to wonder just how much time had passed whilst his Master spoke to him. He had thought his face fucking by Shane had maybe only lasted half an hour at the most but from what he found it must have been hours.

The most obvious change was the lack of two of the three women. The men they had been with were both fast asleep. The crust of dried cum on their cocks told Aaralon that they had been laying that way for quite some time.

Only the guy with Sally was still awake, although as Aaralon watched him lap at her breasts he could see that he was fighting sleep.

Aaralon ignored them, however, instead of looking around for any signs of the other two women.

Their clothing was still piled up on the ground so he doubted that they had run off home but they were not within the clearing around the fire.

As he stalked around he felt a strange draw towards a seemingly random break in the tree line, a spot where the undergrowth was slightly less thick. In the dying firelight, it looked much the same as any other part of the forest but something was telling him to head through that break and deeper into the trees.

With the fire at his back, the darkness opened up for him as he moved through the undergrowth. A few metres out from the tree line it did begin to thin, a barely there path revealing itself to him as he walked. Any doubts he might have had about this being the right way to go vanished as he caught lamp light flickering through the undergrowth.

Aaralon slowed, he had a pretty good idea what he was going to find but he wanted to confirm his suspicions for himself.

Avoiding snapping twigs more by luck than judgement, he slipped his head around a tree trunk and finally laid eyes on the source of the light.

The lamp was sitting in a clearing, although it really wasn’t much in the way of a clearing, a tiny gap in the canopy that had allowed grass to grow up in the hovel formed by the massive roots of a few trees. The grass had been flattened out however and it was obvious why.

The two women were lying beside each other in the hovel. Arms wrapped around each other, mouths locked in a deep kiss. As Aaralon watched he saw something in them, something that was close to what he had sensed in Shane. A well of need and desire that had been pent up by those around them. However, where that pressure had come out of Shane in a violent torrent in these two it was something else. As he watched the taller of the two break the kiss, her eyes half-lidded as she let her lips trace down the other's neck. Both of them breathing slow and deep, an unspoken pleasure seeming to roll from them as if simply being so near to each other was better than any sex.

Aaralon watched them silently, he watched as they explored each other’s bodies with practised ease. He was unmoved by the display however he was made certain that these two could be trusted to truly be brought into the fold of the cult, not to mention he had was sure of what he could offer them to go along with some of the bloodier work that would lie ahead for them.

He let them enjoy themselves a while longer before he finally made himself known.