The eastern plains

Sebastien eventually climbed out of the tub, the state of unreleased arousal which his refusal of Allura had left him in being of such a magnitude that his limbs actually felt weak and shaky as he reached down and picked up the robe that she had left behind, a soft chuckle rising up out of his chest as he held the silky fabric between his fingers and felt her scent seep into his nostrils before he let it fall back to the floor and shook his head as he instead grabbed hold of the towel and quickly used it to dry himself off, his obscenely hard erection still pointing straight ahead of him as he dropped the towel and headed towards the bed.

Stopping when he was halfway there, Sebastien cocked his head and looked towards the door that Allura hadn’t closed behind her, a thought popping up in his mind to say that it wouldn’t be wrong of him to go after her, his cock twitching at the prospect of finding her and ravaging her, fucking her for as long and as hard as he possibly could until she trembled against his grip.

Taking one step towards the doorway, Sebastien stopped again to suck air into his lungs and allow the urges that had threatened to overtake him cool off, his nude, muscular body then once more being steered towards the bed, the thoughts of him taking Allura like a bitch in heat still coming at him as he climbed into it and wrapped the sheets around him, the evocative images of her being impaled on his cock that came at him each time that he closed his eyes being tempered by his knowledge that he now needed to come up with some way in which to handle Allura’s seductiveness and abolish the risk of him just becoming another one of her playthings.

It would take a while before Sebastien finally drifted off to sleep.

William’s day had been an exciting one so far. The young man had been in Enchantress Allura’s service ever since his father had joined her ranks years ago, taking his family with him as he left his tribe behind, but the young man had never really gotten more than a glance of his mistress until that morning, when his usual task of looking after the stables had been replaced with that of driving the coach which would take her and the mysterious newcomer, who was reputed to have defeated four guards on his own the previous night, towards the eastern plains.

Having guided the coach beyond the trails and roads of the Barrens and out onto the road-less expanse of the plains, William had been distracted from doing his best in keeping the coach moving in the same direction across the stretch of repetitive, featureless grasslands not only by the semi permanent bulge in his trousers that the knowledge that Allura was in the coach cabin, just a few feet away from him, had brought on, but also by his noticing of the terse, tense atmosphere that had existed between her and the newcomer as they’d boarded the coach that morning, a tenseness which seemed to have lasted all throughout the day, as he’d barely heard any talking from inside all day, and which was still lasting now as the sun had just begun its descent towards the horizon.

As he once more daydreamed of ways in which to ingratiate himself to Allura by coming through in some dangerous situation to save her life and have her reward him for it, William let out another groan and did his best to alleviate the straining of his trousers by shifting his legs as he realized that they were now travelling down a long, shallow slope that led down towards a large lake.

“Mistress?” William let out as he halted the horses.

“Yes, what is it?” His heart skipping a beat at Allura’s face appearing out through the side of the coach cabin, William was immediately distracted by her ravishing beauty.
Inside it, Sebastien was having a similar experience as the way in which Allura was leaning out of it had caused the low-cut dress that she had on to slide forwards far enough that he was presented with an unrestricted view of practically her whole ass, which his gaze continued to steer towards no matter how hard he tried to resist it, his cock seeming to achieve the impossible by getting harder still at the realization that she wasn’t wearing any underwear.

“Alright, head towards it.” Seeming quite accustomed to having men swallow their tongues at the sight of her, Allura found it impossible to resist the temptation of dazzling young William with a warm, inviting smile that very nearly had him falling off the coach box, the young man finally releasing another long, **** groan as she slipped back into her seat.

“So,” Allura purred out, spreading her legs apart as she sat opposite to Sebastien, “we seem to be heading towards a lake.”

A few minutes later, William had barely managed to bring the horses to a halt next to the large body of water before one of the doors to the coach was slung open and the stranger appeared from inside it, stepping out onto the ground and taking a quick look around before steering his long strides towards some sort of marker that had been erected not far from where they’d stopped.

“Have you found something?” Allura asked the stranger as she too came climbing out of the coach, with William staring at her.

“It’s a cairn,” Sebastien replied as he turned back round to face the coach, being happy that its driver was along so that he could someone around to compare himself favourably to when it came to standing up in the face of Allura’s seemingly limitless charms, “it signals which clan this lake belongs to, and that anyone who uses it better be prepared to pay them for the privilege.”

“So stopping here might prove an excellent way of establishing contact with the nomads then?”

“Hopefully,” Sebastien slowly moved back towards the coach, “if one of their scouts doesn’t confront us about it, you can bet that he’ll observe us and then go contact some of his friends.”

“It’s a good thing then that I’m used to being watched,” Allura answered in a tone of voice that made the youngster up on the coach box look like someone had just stuck a spear up his arse.

“William,” Allura smiled up at the young man.

“Y… yes?”

“Let the horses drink from the lake, we’ll camp for the night here.”

“R… right.”