The Queen's Chamber

Amber and Onyx led her into the queen’s chamber. Gerwald and Amethyst stayed at the entrance to the tent but Negana paused, looking back and held out her hand, beckoning them to follow. Amber stepped out, returning shortly with a bottle of vodka and five plastic cups, which raised an excited cheer from Onyx as they all sat or laid on the air bed. Negana introduced Amethyst to Amber and Onyx, and the witch explained that she was a spy in the Holy Order camp until she had been discovered.

Negana recounted her story since this morning’s battle, but skipping the details of being gagged with her panties, or{if Bob = 1} what she had seen in Denaasi’s room{else} being caught apparently humping the tree{endif}. She described being tied up with Amethyst, then allowed her to take over.

‘I have spent most of the day in a pillory in the Holy Order camp,’ she began. ‘Yesterday, after I was caught, they did a trial to prove I was a witch, then basically tomorrow they were going to burn me at the stake to piss off the Saviours.’

‘Ooh, that’s harsh,’ winced Amber.

‘Still, could be worse,’ mused Amethyst. They had a short debate on what causes of **** could be worse than being set alight in front of a crowd.

‘But then you’ll never guess what happened when we met Gerwald,’ said the witch, leading in to a discussion of the crotch rope and the orgasm which had Amber and Onyx doubled over with laughter.

‘Well,’ Onyx said, leaning back on her elbows, ‘that was quite the adventure!’ Negana’s eyes lingered on her toned, tan stomach. ‘But Amethyst, that means you missed our White Wolf this afternoon?’ She stroked Gerwald’s bicep. He was still topless. ‘It was quite the performance!’

‘You were very impressive,’ blushed Negana. Gerwald smiled at her.

‘No, I didn’t see that,’ sighed Amethyst.

‘Right, Gerwald, stand up. We are going to re-enact it for her. I’ll be Alexa, you be Gerward.’ She lay on her back with her legs in the air. ‘No? Suit yourself. Well, you are lucky, he made you cum with his fingers,’ Onyx looked serious. ‘All of us, we had to make do with our own fingers! Oh, Gerwald,’ she moaned, kneeling now with her legs apart, her hand rubbing her crotch. ‘Your queen demands your services, she says you can butcher her blaviken any time!’

Gerwald laughed at this, then held his cup out to Amber for some more vodka.

‘I’ll tell you what, Ted is going to be pissed in the morning,’ she said as she poured another round. ‘First you get captured when you weren’t supposed to, then they write a new story where we go and rescue you, then you escape! Not only do you escape, but you escape with a prisoner from yet another story line! I bet his head is spinning!’

‘Do you think he’ll be upset?’ Negana was worried.

‘No he won’t,’ replied Gerwald, ‘it’s part of the job. He’ll just re-write all of your scenes so you have to be naked.’

They all laughed. ‘I seem to be able to manage that without his help,’ Negana joked.

They lounged on the bed, laughing and drinking for some time.

Everybody grew tired, and Negana drifted into sleep. She awoke, still on her bed, surrounded by her friends. Gerwald was lying on his back and her head was on his stomach, her arm around his waist. The smock had ridden up over her thigh, and her bare leg was curled around his. Onyx was on the other side, her face nuzzled into his neck. She was no longer wearing her top, and his arm was around her, his hand on her hip. His other arm was around Amber who lay with her head on his chest, her hand on Negana’s shoulder. Amethyst lay with her head in Onyx’s lap, her arms around Gerwald’s thigh. She thought they might all be asleep, or just really relaxed.

Whatever the case, this felt like a good end to a pretty challenging day.