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Sexual Material, story meant for people over 18.
Hey Kids, go away! Oh, did you think I meant it
in a mocking manner and was talking to you? Well if
you're under 18 then you are absolutley right. Go away.
WOLF'S BANE
by Alexi92
PROlogue
He knocked on the door. It was a polite knock, but one with
enough force to kill a lesser door. Peter could almost hear the knock
reverberate through the hall behind, the hall he wanted to enter.
There wasn't an answer. Peter hadn't expected one, according to
the witch the castle was virtually abandoned. Still Peter had hoped
that there was some sort of night maid or something. But there wasn't,
which meant that he would have to break in.
Peter sighed. He had certainly increased the number of illegal
acts he could be held responsible for since coming into the witch's
employ. He didn't regret agreeing to become a freelance adventurer for
the witch, but it didn't seem right to help people by commiting crimes.
He pulled out his lock picking tools and went to work. After a
few minutes of ministrations to the rather pathetic lock the door was
open and Peter went inside.
The hall was dusty and full of spiderwebs, exactly what one
would expect from a castle that hadn't seen any activity in the last
nine months. But none of that had anything to do with why he was here.
What he wanted was on the fifth floor, in the lab.
There didn't seem to be any traces of technology in the
building, which meant it probably didn't have an elevator. That meant
he'd have to climb five flights of stairs. Peter sighed again and began
looking for a stairway.
By the time he got to the fifth floor his muscles were taught.
He was in excellent physical shape, just not enough that he could shrug
off a five flight climb.
After meticulously checking every door on the floor he finally
came upon the lab. It was a sruprise to say the least. He had been told
what to expect, but this was just insane.
A wizard, with the standard trappings sterotypical of his kind,
the long grey beard and long robe, had his cock out and was pushing it
against the anal passageway of a naked young lady who was trying to
fight. She had no luck as she was obviously bound by magic, her
struggles only causing to excite the wizard mroe as her athletic body
squirmed, glistening with sweat, her long dark hair in complete
dissarray, the moisture produced by her body causing it to cling to her
face.
The wizard thrust forward roughly, his long pole shoved
painfully forward into her virgin ass. The woman screamed in pain and
fear as her anus was suddenly invaded by a long intruder, stretching it
in ways it had never been inteded for.
And then the room shimmered and Peter witnessed the scene melt
into a new one. Only this time the wizard was sitting in the middle of
the room pouring a vial of liquid into a pot hovering over a brazier.
To both Peter and the wizard's surprise an armored hand clanged against
the window pain and a climbed into the room.
Peter was even more stunned when the knight removed its helmet
to reveal the woman he had seen ealier, getting her asshole reamed.
Only now she looked regal, as one would expect a knight to. Her black
hairwas pulled back into a pony tail so that her hair would not get in
the way of her knightly duties.
"Eric, Wizard of Glassbow, I am here to end your evil ways."
"My what?" the wizard asked.
But instead of answering the woman knight pulled her sword from
its sheath and charged forward. The wizard was just able to dodge, she
slammed into the brazier, sending the pot tumbling to the ground where
it's contents poured out.
The knight turned and tried to swing her blade against the
wizard but he wasn't there anymore. Peter found himself next to an
enraged wizard, not normally a safe place to be, but the wizard wasn't
even acknowledging Peter's presence.
"Do you have any idea what you've done?"
"Silence vile fiend!"
"Vile? Oh I'll show you vile lady."
The next instant the knight's armor was gone. She suddenly
found herself protected only by the leather pants and shirt she wore
underneath.
"I need not my armor to vanquish you," she sneered. The woman
rolled her body forward, ending in a kneeling position. Her sword
thrust forward, slicing the wizard's cloak and some skin.
The wizard jumped back, screaming in pain, causing the blade to
cleave even more flesh. Angered, Eric waved his hands and the knight's
weapons were gone. Not even missing a beat, she launched herself at the
wizard. With a quickness that belied his age, Eric pulled her from mid-
air, twisted around, and slammed her against the floor, face up.
A couple more gestures and the knight found herself naked.
Peter whistled silently in admiration, the woman's breasts were
incredible, round, full and firm. The wizard must have been thinking
the same because he grabbed a tit in each hand. The knight screamed in
anger and used her legs to push the old man off her.
"How dare you," she shouted as she began to rise.
If he hadn't been watching for it Peter would have missed it.
The wizard's eyes darted to the fallen brazier just as a wide smile
crossed his face.
"Slut," the wizard spat out.
"I am no such thing," the knight said angrily. From the tone of
her protest she had been called such many times in the past. Peter
guessed that there weren't many female knights in the country she came
from.
"We shall see."
With magic quickness the wizard ran forward in a blur of color.
The knight collapsed as the wizard beat her senselessly, too fast for
her to block. When she stopped moving the wizard stopped attacking. He
stood over her, now just as naked as she.
He pushed her limp body into a spread eagled position. Her body
was open to him, unable to prevent anything he did. The wizard fondled
her breasts and she moaned lightly. Smiling, Eric lowered himself onto
her body and guided his cock into her.
The sudden intrusion, and no doubt the pain, awakened her. She
began to struggle to push the wizard off of her. It was to no avail,
her weak attempts didn't deter the old man from thrusting his cock into
her cunt. It was a strange dance, as the knight pushed the wizard away,
but only slightly, and the wizard used that momentum to slam back into
her resisting cunt even harder than if she had not resisted.
Not long thereafter the knight stopped struggling. Peter
thought she had given in until he saw her eyes, they were cold
calculating eyes, as if she had realized she was not a woman anymore
but a protector of the land, and began to calulate ways to kill the
wizard when the opportunity arrose. So her body simply lay still as the
wizard pumped his tool into her.
The wizard sensed this lack of resistance and pulled out. He
looked at the knight's unmoving form, considering his options. Finally
he took ahold of her hips, and with a great burst of strength, turned
her entire body onto it's front. The knight's head began to turn in her
attempt to find out what was going one when the wizard slapped her ass.
The knight almost jumped up, as it was she flinched.
"Very nice bitch. Ever had it in the back?" he asked as he
began to spread her butt cheeks apart.
"No!" she shouted, all traces of the calculating killer gone in
favor of terror. She tried to get up but the wizard waved his hands and
she found herself unable to move.
"No, no, no. Every slut should do it in the ass at least once."
The wizard laughed. "Or more."
He placed his long pole against he opening of her anal
passageway. She had tensed her butt muscles in hopes of warding him off
but he slowly began to push his cock in. And with a sudden thrust he
slammed his hard member into her ass. The knight screamed in pain and
fear.
After watching this scene play out twice more Peter caught the
brazier before it hit the ground. It burned his hands, but he caught it.
"Christ that's hot!"
"Do you have any idea what you've done?"
"Silence vile fiend!"
"Christ! Ow!"
"Vile? Oh I'll show you vile lady."
"Hello?"
"I need not my armor to vanquish you."
Roll, stab, jump.
"Hey."
"AAAAAAAAAARGH!"
Leap, catch, BAM!
"HEY!"
Fondle, kick.
"How dare you?"
Smile, look.
"Hey, where's the brazier?"
"I've got it."
Two confused people turned to look at Peter who had laid the
brazier down carefully on the floor. The wizard was the first to speak.
"What did you do?"
"I stopped the time loop."
"Stopped it?"
"Yeah. It was the brazier, right? It being spilled caused the
spell you were working on to spill into the room, and so you both got
stuck in a time loop. I just kept it from being spilled."
"Why did you go and do a damn thing like that?"
"You've been trapped for the better part of a year."
"So?"
"It was time to stop it."
"That wasn't for you to decide. The bitch was just beginning to
learn her place. Isn't that right whore?"
They both looked at the knight who hadn't moved from the
ground. She was still laying flat on her back. She didn't answer.
Peter looked at the wizard with a suspicious gaze. "You enjoyed
it?"
"Damn straight. I fucked that girl millions of time. We
remembered it all you know, our bodies were in a loop but our minds
weren't. I had the pleasure of raping her ass and cunt so many glorious
times. And there wasn't anything she could do, she had to repeat it
over and over, always making the same mistakes she made the first time."
"That's sick."
"That's magic. It's not your place to judge what a wizard does.
Now leave, I want to finish what I started millions of times but never
got to finish."
"No."
The wizard turned from his advancement on the girl, clearly
amused. "No? I don't think that's for you to say."
Peter pulled a pill from his pocket and swallowed it. "The Good
witch Bollasa says 'hello'."
It seemed like forever, but it was probably only a couple of
seconds, but Peter dashed forward with unhuman speed, faster than even
the wizard had accomplished in the time loop, and punched the wizard in
six vulnerable areas of the body. Eric crumpled onto the ground just as
the pill's effects wore off.
The wizard landed next to the knight. She turned and saw the
unconcious face of the man who had raped her for the last year. Like a
frightened cat she bolted off the ground and ran instinctivly for the
nearest exit. The only problem was that Peter was in her way. They fell
toe the ground in a tangle of limbs which ended with him on top of her,
his head buried in her deilghtful busoms.
And then she began to cry.
"Please don't rape me."
"What? I... No, you've got it wrong..."
"Please don't rape me."
And then she began to thrust her hips into him. It probably
would have been more exciting for him if she wasn't trying to fuck his
elbow.
"Lady I'm not here to..."
"Please don't... Please don't ra..."
Peter struggled to move into the proper position.
"It's okay. It's going to be okay," he whispered soothingly
into her ear. And then he shot the anesthetic into arm.
The knight whimpered as she fell into unconciousness. Peter
sighed. Bollasa was right, the knight had gone insane. An entire year
spent being raped, forced to repeat the motions she had performed a
year ago even though her mind screamed at her body to do differently,
never sleeping, never anything.
The situation, a woman completely shattered by being forced
into an intense sexual situation which defied the limits if human
endurance, reminded him of a face from his past. She had been
beautiful. Peter had taken her in and they had had a pretty nice time
together. Then things had gone downhill and they had parted ways. Of
course he had been a little reluctant to see her go.
Still it wasn't like he had much of a choice in the matter.
As for her, she hadn't exactly been in a position to choose
what she really wanted.
Yes, no doubt about it. And the knight's black hair even looked
like Aethis'. But those were memories that had long past. Back when he
had been with Clara.
Clara. God he missed her too.
But that had to wait. The knight needed help. Medical at the
very least, psychological if she was to ever be anything approaching
sane.
-TO BE CONTINUED-
Here it is, the last erotic story for the Broken World I've planned on
writing. We've begun on the road to concluding the Peter and Clara
story. It's going to be a long journey. Not because it's going to be a
long story but because it's going to take a while for me to write each
part. I figure this one is going to be three or four parts.
And like the last time this one isn't proofread. Go figure.
Anyway, send feedback, which is appreciated, to
alexi92@hotmail.com
Most of my stories are archived at
http://members.theglobe.com/alexi92
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