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Subject: {ASSM} Elaine and the Dragon {Kalisha Connors} {anal,bd,oral,1st,rom,humor}
Date: Thu,  5 Jun 2003 16:10:02 -0400
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Elaine and the Dragon, (c) 2003 by Kalisha Connors. 
No real dragons were harmed during the making of this
story.

***

Once upon a time, there was a maiden named Elaine, who
moved gracefully, had blonde hair, and was pleasantly
curved.  She loved a knight, Sir Kelrin, who in return
loved her.

One morning, while the dew was still on the ground in
the grove where the two often met, Elaine took her
knight's shaft from her mouth.  Her lips glistened
with the pearls of love, for she had swallowed
incompletely.

She had been listening to the village gossips, and
they had filled her mind with silly ideas.  "I would
not have you think that I was easy," she said to
Kelrin.

"But I would never think that," protested he.

"Nonetheless," said she, "When we meet next morning
you must bring some stout rope, and tie me, so that I
shall have no choice but to use my mouth as you wish."

This all seemed silly to Kelrin, but he nodded, and
did as he was asked.

The next morning, Elaine took off her clothes as usual
and lay compliant on the dewy grass while Kelrin bound
her securely, using four trees as anchors.  And when
he saw her spread out before him, helpless, he was
inspired to do a new thing.  He knelt between her
thighs, and licked the folds he found there, which
were glistening with dew just as was the grass.  He
was amused when this made her squirm and shriek, and
he continued to lick her nether lips and especially
the little button at their apex until her screams told
him that she was in the throes of an ecstasy as
powerful as his own.

Each morning, for the next few weeks, Kelrin met
Elaine in the grove, tied her up, and they licked and
sucked at each other until nearly noon.  And they were
happy.

But Elaine continued to listen to the wisdom of the
town, which counseled that ladies need to make
themselves unattainable to the men whose love they
desired.  So one morning, before she was tied up, but
after she had removed her dress and stood naked in the
dawn's light, she said to Kelrin,

"I would not have you think I was easy."

"But I would never think that," he protested.

"Nonetheless," she said, "I meet you here each
morning, and let you bind me, knowing full well what
you will do with me.  What must you think?"

"I should think that I love you," said Kelrin, for no
other reason that that it was true.

"Nonetheless," said she, and with that she ran off
into the forest, her pink flashing body soon
disappearing from the startled knight's view.  Then he
chased after her.  She was as swift as a hart, but he
was faster, and soon he gripped her around the thighs
and tackled her to the ground.

Now Kelrin had been caught so surprised by all this
that he had not only had no time to undress, he had
not even taken off his belt.  And among the things he
carried in his belt was a bottle of oil for his sword
and armor.  As he sat astride the legs of the panting
maiden Elaine, the enchanting twin globes of her
bottom quivering with each breath, he got an idea.

First, he oiled his finger, and then, standing up to
remove his clothes, he applied the oil meant for
weapons of war to his own weapon of love.  He was
afraid that she might, at any moment, decide to take
off again through the forest, but she stayed as she
was.

So he slipped his finger between those two mounds of
flesh.  She squirmed as he introduced it inside her,
her breasts rubbing against the soft grass.  At last,
satisfied with the degree of lubrication, he again
assayed the gate that he had made ready, this time
with love's truncheon.  She gave a little shriek,
never before having been taken as knights are
sometimes wont to take their pages.

So they spent the next month or so, chasing, binding,
fellating, buggering, and gamahauching, until one day
Kelrin came to the grove and Elaine was not there. 
Instead there was a note, written in plain script. 
Kelrin, being that rarest of breeds, a knight who can
read, read the note, which went thusly:

     

Dearest Love,

You have proven that you have the strength to bind me,
and have done with me as you wish.  You have proven,
too, that you have the speed to chase me through the
forest, and have caught me at each attempt to escape
your amorous grasp. For me to come and wait for you in
the grove, when the outcome is so clear, seems now to
me no different then if I were to give myself to you
outright!  I fear you will think the less of me for
such ease.  Therefore, I have hidden myself in the
forest.

 

It was signed "Elaine," and there was a little heart
above the 'i' that spoke more than any trite
salutation to a knight such as Kelrin, who was unused
to the penmanship of young ladies.

Now Kelrin was not powerful at arms, but he was a
shade brighter than your average knight, and he had
feared that one day Elaine would escape him when she
ran into the forest.  So, being a cautious man, he had
made certain alliances with the faerie-folk, and now
he walked straight into the forest and called one of
them out.

"Whither," he asked, "is my lady Elaine, whose hair is
as spun gold, and who moves lithely, and who is curved
as a goddess."

"I do not know," said the sprite that replied.  "But I
know of an Elaine who ventured into this forest not an
hour ago, who had flaxen hair, and who, for a human,
moved well and whose tits were, well, quite large, if
--"

"That's enough," said the knight, crossly, as the
sprite had begun to make hand gestures to indicate the
exact size of Elaine's breasts.  "Where has she hidden
herself?"

"Well, 'tis a strange thing.  If you had asked me, I
would have doubted very much that the woman in
question was a virgin, since maidens rarely go running
through the forest, slowing down so some man can catch
up with them so that they can get fucked up the--"

"Enough!  Where?"

"I was explaining," said the sprite, now a little
cross himself.  "She was snatched up by a dragon,
although dragons, as is well known, only take maidens.
 His cave is somewhat north of here, this way... and
then that way, if you really must know.  But I fear
she is lost."

"Nonsense," said Kelrin.  "I shall rescue her.  'Tis
also well known that a true knight can defeat a
dragon."

"Yes, but true knights don't go fucking maidens up
the--"

But Kelrin would hear no more, and besides, he had
noticed that Elaine rather enjoyed everything they did
together, and felt a true knight would seek to please
his lady, rather than observe the niceties of decorum.
 So he returned to the glade, donned his armor,
mounted his horse, and set out for the cave.

It was a dark place, high on the mountainside, full of
menace.  Kelrin called out for the Dragon.  It took
several calls, and a few threats, but finally the
Dragon emerged from his cave.  His head alone was
larger than Kelrin's horse, and his scaly coils
extended deep into the cave behind him.

"What is this, then, that disturbs my rest," asked the
Dragon.

"I am Sir Kelrin," said Sir Kelrin.  "And I am here to
rescue my lover, Elaine."

The Dragon shook his massive head.  "I require Elaine
for my protection," said he.

This confused Sir Kelrin.  "You're not planning to eat
her?" he asked.

"No, no.  Dragons never eat maidens.  It only gets us
into trouble.  There are only two things a Dragon need
fear: a true knight, and unicorns.  Maidens, as is
well known, have power over unicorns-- they can, in
short, tell them to go away."

"Yet they attract true knights to come rescue them."

"Yes," admitted the Dragon.  "But unicorns are
somewhat more common.  There are a lot of false
knights around these days."

Sir Kelrin did not quite know what to make of that. 
Nor was he sure how to convince the cynical Dragon
that he was, indeed, a knight true and brave.  If it
actually came down to fighting the Dragon, well-- Sir
Kelrin knew that he was very good at managing his
land, excellent at seeing to it that his serfs were
happy, and pretty good with a maiden in a secluded
grove, but with swords and such he was rather clumsy. 
He did not favor his chances.

"I," said Sir Kelrin, "am a true knight, so true and
gentle that I would not even slay a dragon without
regret.  So I shall give you a day to think about what
will befall you if I am forced to do battle with you. 
But tomorrow I shall come with my lance and my sword,
ready to do battle, and if thou dost not release the
maiden Elaine to me, I shall most certainly be your
doom."

The Dragon harrumphed, and backed into his cave with
nary a reply, and Sir Kelrin rode off around the
mountain.

At last, he found what he was looking for.  On the
other side of the mountain was fissure in the rock,
just wide enough for a man to slip through, if he was
agile.  Kelrin stripped off his armor, and his
clothes.  He set aside his sword.  With the oil that
he always carried with him, he oiled his entire body,
so that when he wiggled through the fissure in the
rock he would not get stuck.  Then, at last, naked and
weaponless, carrying only a torch, he slipped inside
the mountain.

He wandered for a while through dark passages, the
flickering torch light revealing only a few feet at a
time, the dripping water and the strange fluttering of
bats making eerie music.  At last, however, he smelled
the sulfurous smell of the Dragon, and knew he was
close to his goal.

The Dragon was at rest, or perhaps was sleeping, its
giant bulk nearly filling the cavern.  Kelrin entered
the cavern at a place near the Dragon's hind foot, and
then ventured around it until he discovered a small
side chamber.

He peered inside.  The stalactites and stalagmites had
been broken off, so that it was quite smooth in the
chamber.  There was a soft-looking bed on which lay
the beautiful Elaine, her breasts rising and falling
with each breath, her legs spread slightly such that
Kelrin could just make out her dewy cleft beneath the
downy triangle that surmounted it.

At the sight of Kelrin Elaine's eyes widened, and she
opened her mouth to cry out to him.  Swiftly, he
crossed the room, and kissed her to silence.  Then he
replaced his lips with his hand, and spoke.

"No one," said he in a low voice, "could accuse you of
being easy."

She nodded mutely.

"Now I shall rescue you," he said, "but you must never
hide from me again, nor make me chase you through the
woods."

Again, Elaine nodded, and Kelrin removed his hand from
her mouth.

"But will you still tie me up?" she asked.

Kelrin smiled.  "Yes, that part was fun," he said. 
Her beauty had already stiffened him somewhat, but the
thought of her bound helplessly in ropes made his
manhood rise to its full length.  "Now, follow me," he
said, turning.

At that moment, however, just as Kelrin was feeling
slightly ridiculous for having his erect member waving
before him as he made to lead Elaine to safety, the
Dragon shifted, its flank covering the exit and
blocking off all egress.

"Oh, dear," said Elaine, sinking back into the bed.

Kelrin turned back to her, and tried to think, which
was difficult with all his blood rushing to quite
another part of his body than his head.  But after a
moment he came up with a plan.

He sat down beside her.  "All is not lost," said he. 
"There is a way."

Elaine looked at him hopefully, and reached out her
hand to stroke his rampant member.

"You see," Kelrin said, "Dragons need maidens.  And if
you were no longer a maiden, he would have no use for
you."

"But--" she said.

"It is the only way," said Kelrin softly.  "If there
was any other way out, I am certain you would prefer
it, but--"  he let his voice trail off.

"Oh, goody," said Elaine, and hopped onto his lap,
straddling his thighs.  Then, fearful that she had
sounded and acted a little too eager, she said, "I
mean, if it has to be done, and everything, then it
must, and there's no help for it.  Be gentle, good
knight, yet swift, and--"

Kelrin said nothing, but put his hands round her
waist, and lifted her up, so that her virgin entrance
was positioned just right, and then thrust up inside
her, pulling her to him.  She gave a little shriek
that Kelrin was sure that the Dragon would hear, and
for a moment they were still.  But the Dragon did not
stir, and soon they moved again, at first hesitantly. 
Her breasts jiggled delightfully in front of his face,
and he bent down to take a pink and puckered nipple
into his mouth.  He took hold of her wrists, and held
them together behind her back, so that she could not
resist, and her hips moved to meet each thrust, for
resistance was the last thing on her mind.  He found
he could hold her wrists with just one hand, which was
a good thing, because just as he exploded within her
and coated her womb with love's emission, her gasp
turned into a full throated scream of pleasure, so
that once again he needed to cover her mouth.

"Oh Dragon," called Elaine, after enjoying several
delicious minutes of post-coital bliss in her lover's
arms.  It took several calls, not to mention some
screaming, and some pounding on the Dragon's squamous
hide, before the Dragon woke, shifted its body, and
twisted its neck until one baleful eye looked into the
small chamber.  Fortunately, Kelrin had hidden himself
beneath the bed.

"What is it?" said the Dragon.

"Well, I think there's been a mistake.  Why exactly am
I here?" asked Elaine.

"To ward off unicorns," said the Dragon.

"And what if I don't?" asked Elaine.

"Well, then I'll have to fry you," said the Dragon. 
"And we don't want to go there, do we?"

"Oh dear!" said Elaine.  "Doesn't one have to be a
maiden for unicorns to pay attention to you?"

"Yes--" agreed the Dragon.

"Well, but I'm not one!" cried Elaine.

"Nonsense," said the Dragon.  "My sprite-friends
assure me-- how did they put it-- that your boyfriend
only ever takes you up the ass.  Or your mouth.  You
may not be as pure as the proverbial driven snow, but
technically--"

Elaine shook her head.  "Actually," she said, "I --
well, I mean we-- just the once, you know, but--"  She
blushed.

The Dragon rolled his eye, or perhaps his eyes, but
Elaine could only see the one.  Then he fixed her with
a stare, for dragons, like unicorns, can tell by
looking the difference between a maiden and a woman,
although dragons have to work at it harder.  The
dragons that didn't learn how to do this died off, you
see, killed by unicorns, a lot like those moths in
England that weren't the right color when the coal
factories changed the colors of the trees.  But I
digress.

"I see," said the Dragon, at last, for he did.  "I
could have sworn you were a maiden when you came in. 
I suppose I could eat you."

Elaine shook her head vigorously.  "No, no, no.  No. 
That would just cause my boyfriend, a true knight, to
come after you.  On the other hand, if you let me go,
I know a number of maidens in town, and many of them
seem quite set on remaining such for a very long time,
if not forever.  To hear them talk, they would like
nothing better than a dragon to guard them from being
impaled by a knight's lance of love, and you, in turn,
would have them to guard you from being impaled by the
horn of unicorn."

"And you would guide them to me?" asked the Dragon. 
His lack of desire to tangle with a true knight,
however much he disbelieved in their existence, had
made him somewhat credulous.

"I suspect they would do you more good than they have
done me," said Elaine.  "Most certainly, I would
direct them here, forthwith."  She gave a little
flourish with her hand, because even in those days one
did not say a word like "forthwith" without a gesture
of some sort.

"Very well," said the Dragon, and drew back his head
to let her go.

"There's just one more thing," said Elaine.  "I mean,
I may not be perfect, but I do have some modesty left.
 And I haven't a stitch on!  So could you close your
eyes for just a minute, until I am once again in the
forest and clothed by its leaves?"

So the Dragon, imagining an entire seraglio of maidens
to protect him from unicorns, closed his eyes, and
marveled only slightly at the fact that there were
somewhat more footfalls, and some of a heavier sort,
than he thought the maiden would make on her way out.

Sir Kelrin took Elaine home, after that, and they
became well known for trysting all over the
countryside.  A few of the local wags said that Elaine
was a lady of easy virtue, but she cared little, since
she was getting laid three or more times a day, and
Kelrin was very good at finding new ways to tie her
up.  The one concession they made to local opinion was
that they did, eventually, get married.

The Dragon had a steady supply of maidens, so many
that when a Unicorn did come, he could allow the
maiden to go off with it.  This made the maidens
happy, and ensured that even more maidens were willing
to go off and stay with the Dragon for a while.  The
resulting shortage of young women meant that there was
nary a true knight (unless Kelrin counted) to be seen,
and thus the Dragon was quite safe.

In short, everyone lived happily ever after, which I'm
sure you guessed was the ending when the story started
with "Once upon a time"-- but there is usually some
doubt about the Dragon.

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Kalisha Connors -- Erotica Writer
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