Not Naked

Small break from all the **** <3 (Don't worry, if you choose the next "bad" choices you can see Penny here get violated again.)

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Penny

My back hurt. Hell, everything hurt.

That was the first thought in my mind as consciousness slowly returned to me. I painfully opened one eye, before immediately slamming it shut. The firelight stung like nothing else, and made my pounding headache so much worse. My mouth was sandpaper dry, and tasted like ass mixed with a bitterness I couldn't place. My body ached everywhere, and the slow constant drip of water from a stalactite on the ceiling sounded deafening, like a war drum right next to my head. I painfully brought my hands up to cover my ears, only for it to have no effect. The ringing in the silence was exponentially more torturous than the drips. I heard the rustle of fabric before someone crouched down in front of me.

"Penny, are you okay?" The booming voice was familiar, but also extremely loud, and I let out a quiet groan. Whoever it was sat down next to me and hugged me, burying my face in their soft breasts. I melted into the embrace as the headache receded slightly, the feeling of being in their arms dampening the pain.

"We did it, you know. Your sacrifice bought us enough time to unlock the weapons, and we killed every last one of them." The mysterious yet familiar voice was softer now, more feminine as it whispered into my ear. I let out a little moan into her chest and she chuckled, "I'll stay with you until you feel better. Yasmina is busy stringing their entrails from the trees. I didn't actually think she was being literal, but that's what she's doing." I snuggled closer, her warm body soothing my aches. She lifted me, and I nearly vomited, but she quickly placed me down in her lap. I curled up while she held me, eyes closed tightly as I made myself as small as possible. Alice, that was her name! She was my girlfriend!

Alice gently raked her nails down my scalp, the scratching motion making my head tingle. She covered my eyes with her hand, gently rubbing them with warm fingers. She softly said, "Do you want to try and open an eye? I promise it won't hurt."

I lifted an eyelid with great effort and was greeted by a warm red glow. Her palm was illuminated by heat as she rubbed my face, and compared to the harsh firelight, this was far less painful. I opened my other eye, and saw the same sight, a soothing red hand that massaged my face. She let go of my scalp and started to rub my back, her nails scratching down my shoulders and catching on the strings. Wait, strings? I wiggled around a little, and felt like an idiot. Alice had bathed and dressed me at some point, and I wasn't naked anymore.

"Thank you," I whispered, **** up as I remembered everything she did for me in the last day. "Thank you for being the best girlfriend ever."

"You're the one who got **** and gang-**** so we could win. I should be thanking you."

I turned around and returned her hug, wrapping my arms around her waist as I rested my face in her shoulder. I felt water drip onto my bare shoulder, and I looked up in shock. Even with my blurry vision, I could make out that she was crying silently, trying to suppress it but failing.

"Hey, it's okay Alice, I'm here. Let it out." I coaxed her, rubbing her back with one hand while I brushed her tears away with the other. She tried to hold back, almost putting up a calm façade, but one look at my reassuring face was all it took to break her. She buried her face in my neck and started sobbing, chest heaving as she gripped me like I was the only thing keeping her on this planet. I rubbed her back and scalp, stroking her hair to help calm her while I made gentle shushing noises.

"I-I'm sorry! I should have... I should have protected you!"

"Alice-"

"No, Penny! I'm your handmaiden, and-and your last line of defense! This never should have happened, I-I was supposed to, I should have saved you!" She looked up at me with tear-filled eyes and started crying again. I held her as she broke down, pressing our foreheads together to support her. Soon her constant weeping turned to hiccupping sobs, and I pressed her into my chest.

"I heard everything, you know. And I hated the sounds of you being ****, the act you put on to keep them interested, and they way they just... Used you with no care. And when I came out, seeing you lying there was the worst thing I'd ever seen! It-it was horrible, and it should have been me!"

"I couldn't have disarmed the trap, Alice. It had to be me distracting them." I reassured her as she hugged me even tighter.

"Look at me, being the-being the worst handmaiden ever. I'm crying even though you're the one who got ****! I should be comforting you, not the other way around!"

She went quiet, out of tears as she panted in my embrace. I pulled her off me, and held her at arms length, studying the face that I had fallen for all those years ago. Her red-rimmed eyes swept over mine, and I reached up to brush the tears that speckled her cheeks. She grabbed my hand and held it there, pressed against her soft cheek while I slowly rubbed my thumb on it. I leaned forward and planted a light kiss on her other cheek before looking back at her.

"Have you slept yet?"

"No, and I can't. I have to stand guard."

"Sleep, Alice. I can keep watch while you rest."

"Penny, I-

"That's an order, Alice. Your lady is ordering you to rest." She looked at me in shock, having never actually been ordered around like this by me. I crawled off her, and leaned back against the wall before patting my lap. The sleeveless tunic was torn in many places, and too short for me, the tattered hem ending halfway between my breasts and my navel. The pants she got me were in better condition, just lightly ripped and very tight. I patted my thigh again insistently, and after a little hesitation Alice passed me her sword and lay down in my lap, curling up by my side. I started stroking her hair, slowly kinking out all the knots that came from being dragged through a forest, and she sighed in contentment. After not even a minute, her breathing evened out and she began softly snoring. She looked so peaceful like this, carefree and calm. I grabbed the bowl of water next to me and drank, slating my thirst and trying desperately to get the taste of cum out of my mouth. I leaned back against the wall, exhaustion taking me, but I wouldn't sleep. Alice depended on me to keep watch, and that was what I was going to do. I dug my nails into my palm, using the pain to stay awake and fight the urge to sleep. The fire raged in the center of the room, bathing me with warmth as it cast dancing shadows on the wall. My girlfriend whimpered and tensed, curling up even tighter as a nightmare terrorized her sleep. I started stroking her hair again and she quieted, though she didn't relax.

I looked up at the concave ceiling, adorned with various animals, cured and preserved by the goblins to eat during famine. I wondered how long they've been here, how many goblins had been born and slain before we exterminated their tribe. I had two weeks to find sea hemlock, and prevent my almost guaranteed pregnancy from getting too far. The rocks dug into my almost bare back as I shifted, trying to make myself comfortable as Alice's head started making my leg go numb. Couldn't she have found better clothes for me? I felt bad about complaining, because she was wearing an outfit even skimpier. A light blue halter top minidress with a V-neck all the way to her belly button, leaving half her back exposed, and stopping mid thigh. I leaned back and sighed, at least the worst is over, now all we have to do is walk to the capital.

Yasmina strode into the cave, naked and drenched in blood. It dripped off of her onto the floor as she walked over to me. She made a fearsome sight, looking like a crazed berserker as the woad markings, blood, and the twin axes she wielded almost compared her to one of the Goddesses of the Elves.

"Hey, sleepyhead," She said, squatting down in front of me. "I just wanted to thank you. What you did was beyond courageous, and helped the plan succeed. Without you, we couldn't have escaped, and you brought me my vengeance." She looked away for a second, before sighing and facing me again.

“I know you’re right. My town has been razed and my husband, if he isn’t dead is probably long gone." She showed me an onyx ring, thick and spiky on her right ring finger.

"This belonged to my father, and was stored in the townhall in the center of the city. If the goblins had it, then everyone in Pyrtroke must be dead. I failed in my duty as a mayor and as a wife, and I'll carry that blame the rest of my life. But I can still be useful to you." She said quietly, her expression somber. I looked at her quizzically, wondering where she was going with this.

She knelt before me, bowing her head in acquiescence, "With my town and family destroyed, I have nothing left in this world I care about. If you would have me, I Yasmina of House Lyrkos do hereby swear to serve you faithfully until my dying breath." I started at her in shock as I finally realized who she was. I put the dots together, and knew why she spoke like a noble. Lyrkos was a cadet branch of Lyrkonikas, a duchy neighboring my own. A decade before I was born, a massive inheritance dispute broke out, and the youngest son was practically banished in the ensuing power grab. He was awarded a useless plot of land next to the goblin forest, but despite the odds he managed to actually create a semi-functional town. I knew he had a daughter, and that much of his fortune was squandered in keeping the town alive, but I'd never actually seen her to put a face to the name.

I looked at her, thinking over her offer. She was certainly capable in a fight, and could think quickly with a strategic mind. The fact that she carried through with her declaration to string the goblins from the trees also spoke volumes about her conviction. Her loyalty to her husband never wavered, and if he wasn't dead, she definitely would have returned to him. That same unwavering loyalty could be mine.

"I, Penny of Secos would gladly have you, Yasmina of Lyrkos. Your service will be much appreciated." I spoke with the practiced elegance and arrogance that had been drilled into me day after day, hiding my tiredness behind the mask of nobility. I should have risen and placed a hand on her shoulder, but that would mean disturbing Alice, and she deserved her rest.

"Your first order is to make us some food, because I'm famished!"