"I'll leave whether you help or not...I like you, but I can't let you tell anyone what just happened. I may not be my mother...but I will kill you if I have to..."
Seeming a little frightened by her words Topper stepped back again. But he was smart enough to know that if he let her go Atheria would do terrible things to him... Worse than anything his little mind could comprehend. "Please... I die if you leave... Please go back to cell... Before Athteria find out... Please!" His voice was full of fear.
With a large, toothy grin and nervous eyes topper grabbed hold of Rose's wrist and started to rush down the hall the way that he had come from. "We hurry... she know VERY soon... We make too sunk river... We be safe... For small time!" He again chirped as he constantly looked behind them.
Ariadne glared at him as he manipulated her breasts and nipples. The memory of their mating, despite the distaste she felt about it, was causing heat to rise in her despite herself. Quickly, she squelched the feeling.
"It won't be difficult for the village to figure out where I went, Undar,"Ariadne hissed, as she yanked her breasts back from him,"My brother will find me and kill you."
Scoffing at Aria's empty threat, Undar sat back. "Your brother, if he is foolish enough to come for you, will die LONG before he ever lays eyes on either of us again! I will see to that!" He hissed. "For I am prince, and heir to the throne of the underdark, bitch!" His mood swayed violently. "You should be honored that I have taken you as I have! Not every woman I fuck gets such a privlege!" And again, his mood changed, almost a blur to Aria's sences.
Giamond& Thildemar:
Another day into their travels and the elves that had taken sick only grew worse. The healer came to Giamond. "We must send them back to Southwood! Only there will they be able to recover!" He pleaded. Giamond knew that ment halving his force but he had no choice, they had already lost over ten hours of travel... "Very well..." He gave in to the healers plead. "I... I should return with them Giamond, they need my help..." the healer added. Giamond's eyes tightened at this. "...Go with them... We will simply see that we suffer no more misfortune..." He said with a sigh, waving the healer off to gather the ill elves and to return them to Southwood. Thildemar came to him as the healer walked away. "Twelve strong, counting you and I..." Giamond said to him. "We will no longer be able to risk a frontal assault... Not with this few... Not against Atheria's magics and a force of demons..." Thildemar offered. "I know..." Giamond ran his fingers through his long hair. "...Thildemar... I need you to follow after the healer... I am suspicious of him..." Thildemar looked Giamond in the eye. "You can't be serious! Without me you have even less of a chance..." Giamond cut Thildemar off. "I know what I am getting into Thildemar... But I cannot risk the lives of these elves to a traitor... Just... Just see that they come to no more harm on their journey back to Southwood... And if you are able, return with haste... This is the best I can hope for in this dark time..." Thildemar nodded his understanding and walked off, leaving Giamond to command what was left of their troup.
Topper:
Dashing down the halls faster than Rose would have thought him capable, Topper Chirped and chittered his excited nervousness. "There... Secret way to underwater!" He chirped as he pointed a boney finger at a caved in wall.
Ariadne scowled back at him, not caring his reaction. Even the Drow wouldn't harm an elf carrying a child of theirs, especially since they too were suffering from a lack of fertility.
"You didn't fuck me, Undar!"she hissed,"We mated to create a child and that child is what I am carrying! I deserve better than this treatment!"
Undar turned and smiled at her in his eerie way. "Yes, pretty Ariadne,"he said coldly,"You deserve to be my wife, and never leave the Drow until you have provided us with many children."
Ariadne gasped and looked up as the wagon entered darkness. Undar laughed and tossed the blanket aside. They were underground.
As he threw the blanket aside Undar grabbed Aria by her hip and drew her to him. "Now, I will have you again! To mark your entrance into the underdark!" He said sharply in her ear as he pressed against her soft, rounded thigh. She felt his ridged cock against her as he forced her even more tightly to himself, his hands cupping her buttocks.
"Swim... NO... Boat there!" topper chirped as he climbed through the crumbled wall, pointing to a rather worn out looking vessel. "We ride... We go fast... We maybe get away!" He said his nervousness turning to full blown excitement.
"Good..." she sighed as they climbed into the vessel. She closed her eyes and felt the wind howl around her a moment. Then, in a sudden gust it begain moving the boat like an arrow through the water.
Hopping in after Rose had sat Topper was put off balance by the sudden gust of wind. The boat wobbled a little but straightened out and topper finally sat down. "We.. We be okay I think... Athreya not looking..." he sighed in relief as the boat flowed quickly with the current and the winds that Rose had conjured.
Ariadne beat him with her small fists, but he only laughed as he plunged his member into her sore entrance. She gasped, but the pain was still considerably less than last time.
Undar began to move within her, shaking the cart, as they descended deeper into what seemed to be a cavern. Lights were visible ahead and Ariadne knew that meant they were nearing the Drow main quarters.
Despite her best intentions, she began to move to meet his thrusts, her back beginning to arch and her nails clawing his back. She was feeling strangely out of control and it was apparent that Undar was enjoying it.
Drawing back, Undar's greedy hands ripped open Aria's robe, exposing her breasts to the chill, dank air. He thrust into her again with a low, husky growl. "Aria..." His voice was full of need, hunger, pleasure... So many emotions filled that one word... But it was gone just as quickly it had come. He was not as harsh on her this time... He was seeking his pleasure, not her pain, now. His ebon hands were of great contrast to her milky white breasts as he took them in palm.
Ariadne was actually enjoying this rape performed by Undar. He was acting differently than usual: gentler and almost as if concerned that she receive her own pleasure. Without thought, she pulled his head down and slipped her tongue in his mouth.
"So there you are, my son,"A slithering voice seemed to whisper from all corners,"And you have brought back a tasty little upworld dweller as well. Is this your new consort?"
In the darkness the boat glided along under the power of the wind Rose had conjured, but she felt the strain of bringing it about weighing on her now... She was starting to grow tired. Topper saw her eyes drifting closed then snap back open as she fought it. "It okay... you tired... you sleep.. I watch..." He offered.
Rose nodded slowly and snuggled under the blanket she'd gotten from Topper. Her eyes drifted slowly shut and she felt the gentle pull of the shadows. She drifted slowly from her body to them.
Grudgingly pulling away from the sweet pleasures of Aria's freely offered mouth Undar looked up. With a curse choked back in his throat he left Aria's body, covering himself. He sat up, looking about, in an attempt to spot Llolth. Futile though it was... The spider mother was not seen if she wished not to be... "She will be my wife... Soon..." He stated flatly. "Ah? A fertile one? So my drow children will out live me yet?" Llolth said as several silken lines fell from the caverns celing, a multitude of spiders hanging from them. Undar put a hand out to one, letting it land on his palm. It scurried up to his shoulder. "Yes, she is fertile, and as prince, soon king, I claim her as mine alone." He added.