We Press on!

“We press on,” Janno told the rest of the group as he quickly remounted, “we worked hard to defeat this group and I’ll be damned if I let a couple of no good scoundrels take what now rightfully belongs to us.”

Janno’s authoritative voice seemed almost to have shocked the others and even those who had expressed a desire to remain behind and celebrate were quick to remount. “Elektra,” Janno asked the lithe blond sorceress, “are you able to use your magic to track the bandits?”

She thought for a moment then nodded, “I believe I know just a spell,” she closed her eyes and began to chant. After a moment her eyes snapped open with excitement, “I have them!” she yelled and urgently nudged her horse into a gallop, leading it directly into the forest, “follow me!” she called out a few moments later but her voice was starting to grow distant.

Uttering a curse under his breath Janno turned his horse and rode in pursuit of the flighty sorceress, the rest of his group following closely behind, weapons drawn in preparation for a fight.

After a few moments they reached a clearing in the forest, directly in the center of the clearing lay the partial remains of a tower which looked to have been blown apart by a massive explosion sometime in the distant past. Seeing no sign of Elektra or her mount Janno turned to the rest of his party, “Stay sharp, I have a bad feeling about this. Caroline, you and Rosella guard right, Silos, you and Gloria take left, and I will lead.” With several nods Janno and his companions fanned out into an evenly spaced semi circle, surrounding roughly a third of the tower.

“Stop where you are!” a nasal voice bellowed from the tower entrance.

“Why should we do as you say?” Janno challenged.

“Because if you don’t do as I say, I will sink my dagger into the tits of this pretty little harlot.” With those words, a small wiry man emerged using the terrified Elektra as a shield, a dagger pressed firmly against her bosom.

“Please help me,” Elektra pleaded in a broken voice.

“Hang in there, Elektra,” Gloria cried in anger. “So help me Goddess, if you hurt one hair on her head I will rend you limb from limb you bastard.”

“Calm yourself, Gloria,” Silos said to her. “Anger is of no use in a situation such as this, we must instead rely on our leader in situations like this.” The monk glanced over at the fighter.

Taking the nod from Silos, Janno began to speak, “What is it you want you, knave?”

“I am not a greedy man, simply give me 20 gold and I will set the girl. Then I will take the money and run away.” He smirked, “But don’t even think of following me, I have men stationed in the bushes and even though you cannot see them, I assure you that if any one of you takes a step towards me they will become a pin cushion.”

Janno was having a hard time containing his rage but somehow he managed to withhold himself long enough to reach for his purse and throw it at the bandit’s feet. “You had best take the money and run, because if I catch you, I will make you rue the day your mother spread her spread her filthy legs and popped you out.”

With a gleeful laugh he bent over and grabbed the purse, then bowed deeply to Janno, “Your generosity is boundless my lord, but I fear I must now take my leave.” Forcefully he pushed Elektra to the ground and sprinted off into the forest laughing at his success.

Janno was now furious, but he said nothing as Gloria helped his sister to her feet and onto her horse. “We will set up camp by the road” he said abruptly and headed back into the forest.

Despite his anger Janno slept soundly that night, fatigued from the battle with the bandits as well as the fear that one of his group would be killed with the journey barely begun. It was nearly morning when Janno was wakened by the sound of someone entering his little tent. Immediately he reached for his sword but stopped as he felt a soft hand touch his. “It’s me, Elektra,” a feminine voice responded in the darkness.

“You!” Janno exclaimed in a harsh whisper, “I have nothing to say to you,” he continued, but to his surprise she didn’t respond, instead he felt an urgent tugging at his blankets. “What are you...” but he cut off with a gasp as the small exploratory hand wrapped itself around the large flaccid shaft of his cock. From that point on Janno’s anger dissipated rapidly as her hand expertly pumped up and down the stiffening rod. He moaned with pleasure as her hand dropped to his tightening balls and was replaced by a small warm mouth. “God!” he groaned as her tongue played over his cock, teasing it, tantalizing it with release but never allowing it to reach culmination. Elektra’s teeth raked lightly over the hard flesh bringing Janno even closer to climax. Janno nearly cried out with pleasure as he finally climaxed in Elektra’s mouth, forcing her to swallow string after string of his thick white cum. When he had finished Elektra spoke once again.

“I know that this is not much, but it is all I can give at this time. I beg that you do not tell the others, especially to Gloria, about what I did to you tonight,” with a little smile she kissed Janno’s cheek then silently removed herself from his tent. When she had departed, Janno lay back, relaxed yet strangely energized, prepared for anything that the day might throw at him.