she has

Valleria shifted her footing, eyes darting around for a means of escape. But there was nowhere to go - she didn't stand a chance of getting to the trees before Eilwy fried her.

Slowly, keeping one eye on the enchantress, she bent over.

"By Jodrick's beard" breathed Dirk. "She's doing it!"

Valleria slowly undid the laces on her boots and kicked them to Eilwy, who slipped them into her magic bag. Standing barefoot, she then undid the buckles and laces on her leather armour, pulling and snapping at them with quick, decisive movements. It loosened around her body. She paused briefly, then pulled it slowly over her head.

Dirk whistled. The dark elf was only wearing a thin white halter top under her armour, which had moulded tightly around her little breasts. Her stomach was as flat as a board.

Valleria rew the armour to Eilwy, who quickly slipped it into her bag. Then the dark elf unbuckled the thin belt on her black leggings. For a moment she stood there, uncertain, fingers tucked into her belt, looking at Eilwy. Then she bent and peeled the leggings down her smooth legs, stepping out of them one foot at a time.

Dirk's cock stiffened with an almost painful lust. Under the leggings Valleria was only wearing a small pair of white panties. The material was very thin and there was an exciting shadow directly between her legs.

To his amusement, Valleria blushed and hugged herself, looking small and defeated.

Eilwy grinned. "Did I tell you to stop?"

Velleryn's face fell with disbelief. "What? No! But... You have all my magic items, I swear!" She paused. "Please, I'll tell you where Jomath is. Just let me go."

Eilwy shrugged. "I already know where she is. That bone dagger is called Bloodblade, and it belongs to the Dark Faery that lives in the centre of this forest. She clearly gave it to you as payment for Jomath. So, you see, I know exactly where to find her, and I don't need anything from you." She pointed her wand meaningfully. "But the boy deserves to see all your little secrets."

"You dirty bitch," Valleria said helplessly.

Dirk licked his lips.

"Get naked," Eilwy said teasingly.

Valleria shot Eilwy a look of pure malice, then pulled the halter top over her head in one swift movement, revealing her little breasts. They were small but pert, with dark, sensitive nipples. Then she hooked her fingers into the waistband of her panties and stepped straight out of them, as if doing it quickly would be less shameful. As she dropped the panties onto the grass she instinctively she cupped one hand between her legs.

"Hands up,' Eilwy said immediately.

Valleria blushed a deep red, but did as she was told. Her slender, lithe body was finally fully exposed. She had a fantastic body Dirk thought, heart pounding. Athletic and firm, with a cute thatch of white pubic hair. He could just about make out the **** pink lips between her legs.

"Look at that," Eilwy said with satisfaction as the dark elf's nipples slowly stiffened in the cool forest air. "She's enjoying it."

Dirk's manhood was also swelling appreciatively in his britches. To think he'd found this little dark elf intimidating! He enjoyed how she shifted shamefully from foot to foot under his gaze. And just look at her little tits!

Eilwy emptied the huntress's bag. There wasn't much - a fresh set of linen clothes, a box of poisoned darts, two pairs of metal wrist cuffs, a ball-gag, and a map. She poked them with her boot for a moment then shrugged.

"What now, boy? Do you want to fuck her? It would teach her a valuable lesson."

Dirk felt his mouth go dry.