The journey is a humiliation for Eilwy

The journey through the forest took three days. Eilwy did not enjoy it. The nymphs had bound her hands behind her back and gagged her, then cleaned her and dressed her again in one of her soft, black robes. Their teasing was relentless, and she was powerless to stop them - at least for the moment.

At night, as they lay under the stars, the smaller nymph Assha would snuggle up to Eilwy, nibbling her ear, rubbing her nipples through her robe, whispering teasing taunts to her, and generally using her nymph magic to arouse the poor enchantress into a state of helpless lust. Only when Eilwy was begging her with pleading eyes, her **** appeals muffled by her gag, would Assha raise a mocking eyebrow, lick her fingers, and slide them down the enchantress's slender body and into her panties to find the willing wetness between her legs. Assha would savour the moment she slid her fingers into Eilwy's tight pussy and the enchantress's inevitable, shivering moan. Most nights she'd lick the enchantress's cheek as her expert fingers first explored her. Then she'd find the enchantress's sensitive spot and rub it softly, enjoying Eilwy's look of shamed relief. She'd whisper in Eilwy's ear as she worked on her, recounting her defeat by the troll or her upcoming trip to the Akn-Reibar market, seeking to sexually confuse the enchantress by having her cum while thinking of her biggest shamings.

"The traders in Akn-Reibar are dirty," she whispered on the second night. "Lots of big, fat, hairy men. If one of them buys you you'll spend the rest of your days as nothing more than a whore to a rich merchant. You'll have enemies there as well, of course.... wizards you've crossed, witches you've cursed." Assha grinned. Poor Eilwy was so wet, despite herself! Assha continued with a tone of mock concern."Didn't you once turn the Marquess de Rousseau into a frog for a week? She'll probably be there. I wonder what she'd do to you?" Eilwy was nearing her **** climax, eyes squeezed shut and breathing heavily. Assha slid her other hand down the enchantress's body. "I hear the Marquess once held a society party, where as entertainment she had the legendary elven thief Aalia fucked in the ass by a Brohimin **** on a stage." Assha rubbed a finger against Eilwy's asshole meaningfully, enjoying the feel of her velvety sphincter. It squeezed shut defensively, and Eilwy looked at her with pleading eyes.

"Nnmph," she said into her gag, shaking her head.

"Shhhh," Assha purred, "you'll like it." Then she slowly **** her finger up Eilwy's ass. Eilwy's eyes widened - no one, no one, had ever dared such a thing before! She instinctively squeezed her sphincter shut against the invading digit and tried to reject it, but that just seemed to amuse Assha. "Don't fight it," she purred, keeping the pressure on Eilwy's delightfully human clitoris with her other fingers. "Imagine how poor Aalia felt... On all fours like a dog..." Assha's finger was deep in Eilwy's ass now. She slid it put to the first knuckle and pushed in again. "....everyone laughing at her, the mighty thief brought so low..." A second finger joined the first, stretching Eilwy's asshole further. Eilwy grunted in protest, but she'd stopped fighting against the invasion.

"Do you think the Marquess would do the same thing to you? Or something worse?" Assha asked innocently, picking up the pace as the enchantress squirmed and kicked helplessly. "All Aalia did was steal some heirlooms, but you humiliated her in front of her friends. Do you think it would it be something worse, something more... inventive? You'd be at her mercy. Ooo, you like that idea, don't you? You're going to cum? You're such a dirty little bitch! You pretend to be so tough but you like my fingers up your ass, don't you? Do you like the idea of being submissive to the Marquess? Her little bitch? Oh yes you do, how wet you are! Come on, cum for me, cum for me, show me what you'll do for the Marquess..."

And of course Eilwy did cum, groaning heavily into the gag and thrashing in her bondage as Assha laughed and teased her.

Eventually they came to the edge of the forest, where the nymphs pulled a great box from the hollow of a great oak and took from it equipment they needed for the outside world. First, they took acorn necklaces that would maintain their magical connection to the Fandorn Forest trees when they entered the mortal world. Then they changed from their light fabric shifts, which were nearly transparent, into clothing more in keeping with human society. Niamh slipped into a pretty blue dress, whilst blonde Assha squeezed into a green dress that pushed up her small cleavage and made it look bigger than it was. Both wore boots. They looked fantastic. Giggling at how silly human clothing was, they wrapped cloaks tightly around themselves to disguise their lithe bodies from randy travellers and continued on their way.

Eilwy had learned not to disobey them. Her ass was still sore from Gorge's spanking, and Niamh would whip it with a stick or switch if she slowed down. Niamh were careful not to break skin or leave any marks, but being whipped stung Eilwy's pride as well as her flesh. As they stepped out onto the road to Akn-Reibar, a five day journey, Eilwy once again bided time for an opportunity for ****.