Choose Your Chains (Closed for haremfaery)

[HeyYoureThatGuy]

As long as they weren't going to be filled with arrows, Cillian would have gladly fucked Desire in front of a stadium full of people. Actually, he found the thought oddly appealing.

If they were going to have an audience, they should at least put on a show. He began pulling on the strings of her bodice, before opening it entirely and pulling down her chemise, exposing her breasts. He started thrusting faster, giving them as much bounce as possible.

 

[haremfaery]

"Oh, my lord!" She wrapped her legs around him. "Definitely just two," she whispered. "And they like to watch."

She gasped and moaned getting louder and louder. Not much of it was for show. "Harder, my lord!" At least she remembered to the role shewas playing. "My lord! Make me come!"

 

[HeyYoureThatGuy]

All Cillian wanted to do was give in, forget about the travelers and just enjoy Desire's body. He nibbled on one ear lobe and then whispered, "What does decent mean? Do they look like they have anything worth stealing? Are their horses better than ours? I'll make come first, I promise."

 

[haremfaery]

"I don't think they're nobles. One has a pouch--messengers maybe?" She breathed in his ear. "My lord! Your cock will split me in twain!" She cried out. The combination of being watched, trying to discern something about the men, and being fucked all at the same time drove Desire to the edge. "My lord, please. I beg you!"

"Give it to 'er, lad! Make her shake the leaves from the trees!" The other man who's voice was not as deep yelled.

 

[HeyYoureThatGuy]

"I know I said I'd never call you whore again, but can I pretend you are one for the marks," Cillian grunted. "Next time we do this, it's going to be in the best room in Aynesbluff." He was starting to breathe heavily. Calling out so the spectators could hear, "Gods, woman, you're so damn tight. I don't know how much longer I'm gonna last in such a great cunt." He lowered his voice, "Seriously, Desire, I'm about ready to come. No holding back."

With that Cillian gave up all pretense. He took her, half-forgetting about her pleasure, thrusting wildly as he drew closer and then finally exploded inside her.

 

[haremfaery]

"Call me whore or anything you as long it's not when we're alone." She whispered back. Then loudly, "Yes, my lord! Give it all to me!"

Cillian was rougher than he had ever been with her and ... she liked it.

She cried out as she came. And cried out again as she continued to come until she relaxed back onto the grass spent and panting.

The two men hooted and clapped. "Best thing I've seen in weeks." Said the deep voiced man.

"Months." The other corrected.

 

[HeyYoureThatGuy]

Cillian slipped the key to her collar into her hand. "I'll send one to you, and I'll take care of the other one. Hell, they may kill each other for a chance at you, and it'll save us the trouble of having to rob them." Before he got up, he kissed her. It wasn't like the lip locks they shared already that were all passion and hunger. This was a gentle peck like you might give a long time lover, a spouse perhaps, on your way out the door.

What...no time now to think on that.

As he got up, putting himself together, back to the men, he made a show of stumbling around. He kicked up the stake holding the chain to the ground, just enough that it still looked effective, but one pull from Desire would quickly free her.

He coughed. "Well, gentleman. This wasn't meant to be advertising, but I was breaking in a new whore. Either of you men want a go at her? Now, I'm not a particularly well-endowed man, and she's still got the tightest cunt I've ever had the pleasure of fucking. She's even got her fangs filed down if you prefer she sucks you off. And I must ask since I'm just breaking her in, only one at a time. Now, what seems like a reasonable price for a chance to fuck an exquisite tiefling whore?" He took a few steps towards the men.

Cillian knew that most men would aim for a low price in such a deal, but what the man considered low was a good indication of how much money was in his purse.

 

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The bigger man, the one with the deep voice leered and adjusted himself. "I'll give you a silver for a go. She's either a very good actress or she really likes to fuck. Either way works for me." He took a coin from his belt pouch and handed it to Cillian as he walked past. "Never had a tiefling cunt before. Is it true the slit goes side wise?"

He didn't wait for an answer but strode to where Desire was lying on the ground acting like she was still basking in afterglow. He undid the ties of his breeches. Desire looked up at him and licked her lips when his cock sprang from its confines.

"Mmm," she licked her lips again. She opened her legs. She glanced over to make sure Cillian was occupying the other man. She had played the whore, or courtesan, or lover before. Fucked many men to complete a mission. But right now, she didn't want any cock inside her but Cillian's. She let the man kneel between her legs, cock in his hand. Then in one swift motion, she pulled the stake from the ground and smashed his head with both fists. She might not even have to unlock her collar.

The man reeled, "Thrice-damned bitch!" He yelled. He tried to grab her but she was already on her feet dancing away from him. She unlocked her collar and pulled up her leathers while the man stumbled to his feet reaching for his dagger.

 

[HeyYoureThatGuy]

As soon as the other man had walked away, Cillian whispered the command word that made his daggers drip poison. Depending on the man's constitution, one little stab would probably have him puking and shuddering for 6 hours. He waited on Desire to make her move before he slipped a dagger into the man's thigh. Nothing vital. He hadn't discussed with Desire whether they were leaving these two alive, and one decision was much easier to rectify that the other.

When the man doubled over and fell to the ground, Cillian closed half the distance between Desire and him. He hung back. She seemed capable, but he wanted to be there if things went sideways. He hadn't seen her unleashed, yet. Her swords were still strapped to the horse if she needed them.

 

[haremfaery]

Desire didn’t really want to show off her spells for such a minor altercation but her swords were on their horse and she was afraid the flames might spook the other two who hadn’t been tethered. No sense having them bolt.

She kept dancing undulating her body and arms. She felt the energy build and unleashed what looked like short bolts of lightening from her fingertips at the big man

He Fell to the ground. His body jerked and spasmed. It was hard to say if he was trying to speak or if the rictus was simply more Spasms.

She looked at Cillian. His man was already down. “Are we leaving witnesses or not? Why don’t you look in his pouch and see what message he might be carrying?” She’d just as soon kill them both, take their horses and their purses and be on their way. Leaving people behind who could identify them didn’t seem prudent.

 

[HeyYoureThatGuy]

"Best not leave any witnesses," Cillian said as he sunk the danger into the man's neck.

He thought to kill him at first but didn't want to scare Desire off. It was...interesting to know she didn't shy away from getting her hands dirty.

The two men's horses looked fresher than theirs, who looked to be tiring after carrying both of them. He reached into the man's pouch and looked like he was digging for the message. He looked at it for a second, memorizing it at a glance. For a spy, an eidetic memory came in handy.

"Got it!" he said as he withdrew it. He walked towards the tiefling, making it look like he broke the seal with his dagger as he walked towards her. He handed it to her.

I hope she tells me the same information I read.

He felt like an asshole, not trusting her still, but better a live asshole than a dead one.

"Can you read it while I get our stuff redistributed between our new horses. We can turn this one loose." He patted the horse on the side of its face as he started to take off the bridle. "You wouldn't rat us out, would you buddy?" he asked in the voice people usually reserve for dogs.

Taking two horses would get them further from the capital faster, but it did mean he wouldn't feel Desire against him or be able to torture and tease her.

When he was done with the horses, he dragged the bodies away from the road and into some bushes. Someone would probably find the bodies once the buzzard started feasting, but by then, Cillian and Desire would be long gone.

Cillian held up the anti-magic collar, waiting to see if he'd have to convince her to put it back on.

 

[haremfaery]

Desire read the letter. It wasn't even coded. "Fools." Desire waited by the horses. She would miss riding with Cillian, her back to his chest, his wandering hands. But there was an inn in Aynesbluff to look forward to.

"They didn't even use a code." She said when Cillian returned. She held out the letter. "Seems Lord Wittlore is supposed to gather his men and make for the elven border. The empress wants to annex Ulfamel. His forces will be joining others along the way."

She knew the empire was chipping away at the elven borders, and turning a blind eye to the slavers who prowled the Freeholds' coasts. But this seemed to be a more concentrated effort.

She studiously ignored the iron collar and realized she had forgotten she was still wearing the leather one. She waved the letter again. "What does this mean for us?"

 

[HeyYoureThatGuy]

"It means after a brief stay in Aynesbluff to rest and ravish each other, we head for Ulfamel. I must warn them." Cillian looked at her, making eye contact. "I will protect you. No one will lay a finger on you, except for me. But you'll need to be a very obedient slave while we are in elvish cities."

With that, Cillian pulled his new horse onto the road, making sure that Desire stayed behind him—a slave would never ride before her master if they had horses to spare.

"Desire, I wish things were different. I wish we could take our time, ride the same horse then spend days in an inn just enjoying each other's company. Fate seems to have different plans for us. Maybe we can find some time in Ulfamel after I've given them warning of the coming attack. A few days to just...be together."

 

[haremfaery]

Desire let Cillian lock the iron collar around her neck. She knew it was necessary but that didn’t mean she had to like it.

Although he kept apologizing, it seemed he enjoyed telling her she’d have to be Obedient a little too much. But then he’d say how much he wanted them to just be together. Had he truly fallen for her or was he playing her to keep her compliant? SHe’d let him think she believed him until there came a time When he proved otherwise.

With her riding behind him, talking was nearly impossible. She had a lot of time to think. Tonight when Cillian was asleep, she try her contacts. They must think she was dead, if they weren’t dead themselves.

She thought it was a pity that the elves were so arrogant. If they joined forces with the free holds, they’d all gave a better chance against the empire.

She brought her horse alongside Cillian. “My lord,” she decided to play her part. “It has been some hours since we stopped. May I be permitted to stretch my legs and perhaps drink and eat something? I realize, my lord, that you want to ride as far as possible but... I must attend to nature.”

 

[HeyYoureThatGuy]

Cillian was quiet as they guided the horses down the road. So much had happened so fast. He was struggling between a genuine desire for Desire and a need to keep his distance. She was so practiced at this. She had training. He needed to keep his head clear, but every time he was inside her, every time she let him bend her to his will, there was something...tangible there.

Or maybe it had just been too long since he had a real connection that he was desperate for something. Ever since he became a spy, sex was easy to come by, part of a job. A duty, while pleasurable, still had a deadened quality to it. With Desire, it was different. As much as he liked the look of her in the collar and chain, he saw her as an equal.

He'd been so deep in thought that when Desire spoke, it startled him.

"Yes, let's take some time for a brief rest."

They had started to pass into more grasslands with a few clumps of trees. Cillian led them to a shady spot and dismounted. He offered his hand up to help the chained tiefling off her horse.

 

[haremfaery]

"My lord is kind." Desire said as she dismounted. She stood very close to him and looked up at him through her lashes. "May I go behind the bushes on my own, or must my lord hold my leash?" She said it as much to practice her part as to see how he reacted.

It felt good to get off the horse. Her muscles weren't used to contact riding. At least she had her leathers on to keep her thighs from chafing. She didn't think she could take having Cillian between her legs, but she had a repertoire of positions they could use instead.

 

[HeyYoureThatGuy]

Cillian looked up and down the road, making sure there was no one coming. He handed Desire the end of her chain and turned his back to give her privacy and keep watch. He knew facing away from her carried risk. He could end up garroted and left for the vultures.

At some point, maybe after a few rounds of explosive sex at the inn, they needed to talk. This mix of half-truths and full-lies was unsustainable. But how to have that conversation eluded him.

[I}Hey, Desire, by the way, I’m a spy, thief, and occasionally a murderer. I work on behalf of the elves to undermine the Empire and your people as well. But hey, we could ignore all that and just fuck each other’s brains out while the continent tears itself apart. Would you like to join me for a pleasant evening stroll so you can stab me in the back?[/I]

He sighed deeply. This was exhausting. The whole truth might make it easier than the dance they had been doing, but if he told her and she didn’t trust him the same…

“Fuck,” Cillian whispered under his breath.

 

[haremfaery]

Beshaba's tits. What games were they playing with each other? Desire could trust Cillian as long as they were in the empire, but once they crossed into Norstina they were on Cillian's turf. He wouldn't need her any more. He had no reason to help her get to the Freeholds. She had already given him her body, perhaps gold would buy his loyalty to get her home.

In the meantime, keep him lust-struck. She could think of far worse companions. He was clever and didn't balk at doing what needed to be done.

“Fuck,” Cillian whispered under his breath.

"Did you hear something?" Desire stepped out from behind the bush and smoothed her dress. She looked around, on guard. "Is someone coming?"

 

[HeyYoureThatGuy]

Cillian looked about before realizing she must have heard him curse.

"No. We're fine. I was just trying to think of a good plan, and it all kind of came apart in my head. Okay, you watch the road. It's my turn."

When Cillian came back, he stood beside her and said, "Back on the horses, or do you need a bit more of a break." He smiled. "Nothing like our last break. We want to keep ahead of anyone else coming from the Empire."

He thought here they could maybe have part of the conversation they needed to have. Or not. Perhaps it was something better left until they had four walls, a bed, and a few tumbles, and maybe some food.

 

[haremfaery]

“There’s a Waterskin on my horse and what looks like some provisions.” She rubbed her backside. “Is like a few minutes to stretch my legs a bit. Please, my lord.” She added. She went to her horse and stroked its neck. “You seem ... troubled.“ she added without looking at him. Something on your mind?” She took a drink from the waterskin.

Was he plotting to be rid of her already and feeling bad about it? Now that they had two horses she supposed they could go their separate ways but her odds of leaving the empire alive was not a bet she’d take.

 

[HeyYoureThatGuy]

Cillian put on his best liars face.

"Just trying to figure out how to get you to the Freeholds, and I keep realizing there will be certain problems. Places and things we'll need to avoid. But I'm sure if we put our heads together, we can figure it out."

There was still enough truth in that to make it only a partial lie. To play it off, even more, he added, "Though it seems each time we get close, we don't spend that much time actually talking and planning." He gave his best rakish grin.

 

[haremfaery]

Desire laughed quietly. "Perhaps the first thing we do is make a promise to not have sex until we make some plans." She grinned. Beshaba's Tits, she loved that smile.

"We need to plan the best route. When we get to Norstina, will we be--will I be any safer? Or will they think you're a human and not that you're half-elf?" She took another drink and held out the waterskin to him.

 

[HeyYoureThatGuy]

"Desire," Cillian's voice gets gravely serious. "I will protect you. I can prove I'm elf blood. And even if I couldn't, I won't let anyone lay a finger on you."

Only then did he take the waterskin and drink.

 

[haremfaery]

Desire searched Cillian’s face. Either he was sincere or, damn her, he was the best liar she ever met. Tymora’s Luck, please let him be sincere. It would break her if he betrayed her.

She took the waterskin back from him. “I will let no one harm you either.”

She mounted her horse. “It must not be market day. We have hardly seen anyone in the road.”

But as the day progressed they did pass Others going to the capitol: merchants, tradesmen, messengers, and a lastly a patrol of three soldiers.

 

[HeyYoureThatGuy]

Riding through the night was tiring. As the sun came up, the road got a little busier. No one of concern passed them, though many took a chance to ogle all the flesh Desire had on display. The saw three soldiers coming from Aynesbluff to the capital city. Cillian did his best I'm-here-with-a-purpose-don't-bother-me-face. It usually worked unless...

A young soldier yelled, "Halt!" The two older, who'd been ignoring Cillian completely and looking instead at the comely tiefling, rolled their eyes. Young, unmarried soldiers were a problem. They felt like they always had to prove themselves. Older soldiers would much rather make it home to their family than start a fight that could end with a knife in their belly.

Cillian pulled his horse up short and halted Desire's as when the horse was beside his.

"And how may help you fine gentlemen this morning?" Cillian gave his best, prizewinning smile.

The older soldiers were now involved, and they couldn't let the upstart run the show. One with a long, walrus mustache said, "What are you planning on doing with that tiefling?"

"I've got a buyer in Aynesbluff who wants to bugger the hell out of her. If he hadn't already told me he wants a virgin tiefling, I'd say you could all get a free sample for all the hard work you do. But, alas, then I'd be out close to a thousand gold. It's hard enough to find a virgin tiefling already, and my buy had very particular demands, down to the color of her nipples."

Cillian looked to Desire. He'd already used her like this before, but the longer they were together, he liked this diversion less and less.

He leaned over to her, whispered, "I'm sorry," as he pulled her breasts form her corset. The young soldier looked like he was about to swallow his tongue. The older two just nodded appreciatively.

"As you can see, they are quite lovely to gaze upon. Now, if you don't mind, gentlemen, I'll need to put her back together and be on my way, or I might miss my rendezvous with my buyer. Unless any of you've got an extra thousand gold to spare." The two older soldiers laughed and waved them on. The younger sill stood there stunned until he was prodded by the other two to keep moving.

Cillian led Desire a little further up the road until the trio had disappeared over a hill. Then he stopped and helped Desire off her horse. He started unlacing her corset. "I'm sorry. I...you're distractingly beautiful, and it the best plan I could think of at the time."

He helped her get redressed. They were unable to remove her shackles in case any other curious soldiers came by. Cillian was gentle, only touching as much as was absolutely necessary. Though he was tempted, he didn't take the opportunity to grope her.

When he met her eyes again, he looked almost ashamed.

"Let's get you back on your horse, get to the city, find ourselves a room, and talk."