Sleepy time

Dante unslung his lute and quickly started quietly playing a melody; then he very quietly started singing an enchantment into the music. He watched intently while he played and saw the ogre take a step, then stop, turning his head toward the pleasant music. Dante knew he had him now, so he put more soothing sounds into his song and playing, as well as more power into the spell. The ogre completely stopped, and his huge erection sagged; Dante turned his song into a lullaby, and the ogre's eyes closed, and he slumped to the ground. Still playing, Dante stepped into the clearing and walked over to the beast. Assured that the creature was sound asleep, he finished the song and slung his instrument. Then he drew his sword and slit the ogre's throat, spilling quarts of dark blood on the earth in the process.

"Vile creatures!" he said as he wiped his blade on a cloth at his belt. He turned to look at the woman he had just rescued.

She was about five and a half feet tall with long brown hair, big brown eyes, a lovely face and large tits, exposed by the rips in her green homespun dress. Her face had a look of utter relief on it, as she said, "Thank you, kind sir. That fell beast was going to split me in two with that thing."

"You're welcome, fair lady. My name is Dante. What's your name? What happened, and who is that?" he asked, pointing at the prone man he had spied earlier. Then he worked on the ropes holding her to the tree.

"I'm Deidre and that is Lucas, one of the hands on my family's farm. We were walking to the market town a few miles down the road when we stopped for lunch. Soon after we got the food out," she nodded toward a basket of various victuals, "this ogre came out of the woods demanding our food and me. Lucas tried to defend me, but the ogre just swatted him and knocked him down. He never got back up. I hope he's not dead."

Dante finished untying the knots and unwrapped the woman from the ropes. He stepped over and put his hand under Lucas' nose. "He's alive, but he'll be out cold for an hour or two. And I think he'll have a nasty bruise and a headache when he comes to. It's best if we just let him wake up on his own."

Deidre was rubbing her wrists and arms where the tight ropes had bound her to the tree. "I am grateful for your service. How may I repay you?" she asked with a lascivious wink. She licked her lips. Dante knew that she was truly offering just about anything at this point.