Realms of Peril

Chameleon

I lowered my hands to the braziers, and felt the heat they gave off...burning, stinging...my hands glowing red as they absorbed what they gave off.

"I can't remove them" I said sadly, my face scant inches from hers as I bent over. "But I will take what I can from them"

The heat was almost a welcome thing, my body in the tepid water grew cold, so cold I didn't know until I pressed my lips to hers...and kissed her, once..then twice. The draw of her lips and the hope of passion brought me down again and I kissed her a third time...

Was it passion I felt beneath the warmth? Or anger...
 
She was still confused then she felt the creature try and remove her braziers, it hurt. Then she felt it kiss her. She was confused, were hey going underwater again?

But it was different this time, and when it's tongue slipped into her mouth she started to struggle. Her hands came up to try and push the thing away but it held her hands by the braziers and she felt paralized by the sudden filling of heat. Not from any sexual place but from the braziers. Still the creature kissed her pressing her down and she felt confused. What was happening? Part of her knew which was why she tried to struggle but the demon was too strong and too determand.

She felt the anger of the spirit demon, the one in the braizers. It wanted to throw this one off and beat it to submission.

Only the bonded should touch her like this.

It added to her confusion. The bonded? THat would be the prince right? She didn't want him! His calm assumptions and how.. used.. she felt.

Maybe she should? But she didn't want to, she was never touched. Ever. Like this before. She'd never held high hopes in her life but she had thought her first time would be something slightly more.. Willing.

The creature became more demanding and pressed her back against the moss one hand still holding her hands so she could use them against it and the other traveling acrossed her body. She gave a muffled set of words, trying to get it to stop but they came out sounding like a groan.
 
I felt her writhe beneath me, the movements causing the limp peice of flesh between my legs to stir...to tingle and swell in a somehow forgotten but familiar way...

Moans from her lips enticed me, or so I thought as I held the brazers and tried to emulate the heat...absorb it all into my own body..

Agian I pressed her to the heavy moss as she tried to rise. Didn't she know we'd be found ...and quickly isf she didn't stay hidden in this secluded glen? Her frantic motions would soon awake the other prdators in the nearby murky water...and attract others from the slime above as well.

Again I pressed my lips to hers, trying to quiet her words, breaking long enough to mumble my own warning before returning to the "kiss"

"Quiet...or you'll bring more trouble than you are already in"
 
"Quiet...or you'll bring more trouble than you are already in"

Her heart pounded and she stared at the creature, or tried to, the colidascope of colors was dizzing and hurt her eyes to look at for long. Her entire body tensed and she wispered "let me go, please" her heart pounded and then he kissed her again trying to deepen the kiss though she fought him desperately. What could be worse than this?

She felt his growing arousal against her thigh as he held her close pushed her into the moss so she couldn't struggle. She only managed to move her feet to try and gain some leverage for escape but the creature shifted and was between her legs pressed closer to her and her fear grew. Oh god!

She couldn't get away and her struggles were meaningless since the creature was stronger than her. She closed her eyes tight as the shifting of colors so close to her face made her sick and her arms were held tighting above her head she was trapped and shaking with fear. She could hear other things, on the bare edge of perception moving around which gave truth to the creature's words of worse things.

But she was begining to wonder if she cared. Fear stilled her but held her tense and ready to run if she got a chance. She didn't know where to go or how, she couldn't hardly see what was infront of her through the mirky darkness.

As the creature started moving down her neck she begged for it to let her go, but it silenced her again with it's mouth over her's.
 
The usually limp flesh had swollen to a huge, hard shaft..sending out waves of desire that my confused mind felt but didn't understand...

Desire? Desire for what? And why did she feel so good when she jerked and writhed beneath me? Her movements were placing us both in danger...

I broke the kiss and hissed gently at her clenched tight eyes, trying to get her to understand...

"Quiet, Miaden...I am trying to help...You are placing us both in grave dangers..."

The plea seemed to have no effect on her...her body jerking and squirming beneath me as I hoped and waited for her eyes to open...trying to recall how I had silenced the females when I was a "vain human"...

The past memory of a humans breast and my lips upon it...and the way the woman held still, her breth coming in short gasps came to mind and I bent downward...Would it still work? Could I get her to stop squirming before it was too late?

I began to try to use my chameleon tongue to push aside the thin fabric she wore...the chore difficult for the slender, long flesh as it was more used to snaring insects from a distance for food. And then I found what I remembered, the hard nub of flesh..What was it called?

The name wasn't important as I remembered what to do, and I let my tongue slide around the small mound, feeling it harden and swell as I did..

"What was it with all this swelling flesh" I wondered, hoping the action would calm and quiet her...
 
She felt a long toung circkling her breasts and clentched her jaw as she shivered hardly moving hardly daring to breath. She shuddered her skin crawling as her flesh betrayed her and her nipples harden under his tongue.

She wimpered softly holding still and her mind working franticly in paniced circles.
 
Chameleon

It had worked...with the touch of my tongue to her...what WAS it called? She began to quiet, her body stopped fighting...

Raising my head to see that she was concious her mouth opened and I dropped my tongue back again...it was for our safety...and it helped the sensations that washed over me from that old..."limp flesh"

This was going to take forever...We were never going to be able to move to a safer place...I needed to try harder, I realised..Perhaps if I worked on both of them?

Using one hand I pushed aside the cloth on the opposite side and snaked my tongue to that fleshy nub as well...

If one worked two would be better...I thought...
 
She couldn't stop the gasp as he manipulated both her nipples. She had to admit even to herself this creature was difinaely and proving to be all too male.

A tear snaked out the side of her eyes as she tried to edge backwards moving out from under the creature to stop the betrayal of her body if she could. It was panic and confusion playing a role she figured trying to rationilize and bring her mind back to the now.

Yea right.

His hands moved over her flesh reveiling more to the cold air causing more shivers in reaction to the growing heat starting in her belly and moving outwards.
 
Chameleon

It had worked for a short time...then she started to move again...And the thing between my legs was beginning to throb as well...

I needed to put it somewhere desperately...And I started to look for it, using both hands to search for it, moving more clothing as I tried to find it...

My tongue moved lower...the scent I now smelled drawing me closer to it, tasting the warm moist flavor...

I cupped her trim ass and raised her gently...lowering my head to discover further the sweet taste below...
 
The Prince

I sweam up from the darkness once agene this time my mind is clear and my body is fully awake. I look up at the demunes as she passes rage feeling her eyes as she watches what is happening to the girl there the man demons eyes. She looks at me as I wake saying in my mind “about time she needs your help that thing intends to take what is rightfully yours.”

I frown as she sends images of what is happening I see her writhing on the mossy ground seemingly buy her self but then I see it the cumealyen type demon laying atop her his body indistinct it would be imposable to see if one didn't know what to look for. I snarl in rage as I watch it licking and touching her I feel the female demons rage mixing with my own enhancing it. I feel demoness in my mind saying “that is yours by right now go and do something about it.”

I close my eyes feeling a link between me and the girls' mind some how connected by my cornet and her braziers. I send a message threw that link “Fight the thing feel the heat of the braziers use them imagine the heat growing focus it in to that thing show it that you are the master and that it must do as you say or you will burn it alive.” My eyes open agene watching what her demon is showing mine.
 
She gasped quietly and felt something on the back of her mind. Burn...

Her grabbed the creature with the braziers trying to burn it, to send it away, but it absorbed the heat the braziers gave and seemed to want more it's tongue snaking down into her most private reagions and she gritted her teeth fighting the shiver that went through her body. "Stop please!" she panted trying to be free the heat that came from the braziers suddenly made her tird taking most the fight from her as the creature drinked it as eagerly as it drank from her body.
 
Chameleon

I heard the sounds of the words...muffled and indistinct...the growing need for me to place my.."cock" somewhere overriding the confusion....The heat of the braziers acting as a stimuli to me...the heat changing to an energy that began to pulse thru me...over riding my bodies now natural effects of duplicating it's surroundings and giving me a silver glow...

Lifting my head from her thighs I knew who I was...I was a man...a woman lay beneath me...and we were both nude...

I pressed the tip of my erection to her wet cleft and thrust inward...My lips covering hers a s I pinned her wrists over her head, covering the heated bracelets with my hands...My hands that I now saw for the first time in 60 years.

The tip of my erection slid into her easily...then stopped as it met a small barrier and my eyes widened by the discovery...
 
Hands above her head she looked at the creature, male, and glowing silver, no longer hard to see as he held her down and pressed himself into a place that no man had been before

"Please. stop" she wipsered horsely but didn't expect him to lisen. Insted his lips covered hers and silenced her as he pushed farhter into her and her scream of pain was muffled by the kiss as her hips buckled trying to dislodge the intrucion but unable to as he pushed into her completely.

And started to move.

She heard nothing saw nothing as tears rolled down her cheeks unchecked as he took his pleasure from her virgin body.
 
Chameleon

I thrust into her...breaking the tiny barrier and feeling her tightness...her virginity mine, now gone...

Pounding like the "demon" I was...I thrust deeper into her with each movement, raising myself to look at her face as I neared my peak already....and seeing tears...

Something was wrong...terribly wrong as my seed spilled into her...This was not pleasure for her...it was torment, torment of the worst kind...

I lifted myself from her, the semen dripping from my rapidly shrinking cock...and I knew suddenly I had violated the one I was drawn to...

I sat beside her...the contact broken from my hands on her bonds...the effects of the energy consumed leaving me as I faded into the background once again...my memories had returned as her virginity fled her...and the pain those old memories brought with as well as the new...

"I am terribly sorry" were the only words that fit...and the sense of foreboding with them "My punishment comes, I fear"
 
She curled onto her side trying to cover her nudity feeling so very used and alone in this world that wasn't her home "why?" she wispered quietly but not expecting an answer.

She expected to be left alone to whatever thing wanted to take her next. Likely for dinner.
 
The Prince

My eyes feel with rage as I watch that demon take the girls virginity the thing that was to be mine. I throw back my head letting out a primal cry of rage the things arund me going quit for as far as my cry is herd bird burst out of the trees tops flying wildly away the smaller animal freezing fear paralyzing them and the insects going quit from the intruding sound. The are arund me seems to tern to frost as the water in the air freezes as the power form the coronet rises threw me. Frost seems to creep along the ground at my feet hitting the water and casing a thin coat of ice to form over it.

I look at the water and dive head first in to the marking depths not caring if I can make it on one breath of air I swim with power full strokes living chunks of ice behind me. I fallow my demon as she leads the way to the girl my longs begin to burn from holding my breath for so long but then I com flying out of the water. Landing on the ground next to the girl and the demon that took her from me. The air in the confide place terns noticeably colder at my entrants. Frost moving out in a circle arund me but it doesn’t touch the girl but it does surround the demon creeping up his body.
 
She looked up seeing ice freezing the slime and the demon who squeeked. She blinked and saw the prince. A very angry prince.

She drew back in fear covering herself.
 
Chameleon

The cold hit me...not a painful thing for I was used to the icy waters....But it was an effective bond...taking away the last thing I cherished...my freedom...

I could see the anger in the vampires eyes, his fangs glaring in the dim light as he regarded us...his nostrils flaring at the smell of sex that hung in the glen yet...

Words weren't needed, the Vampire would make his decision...And I instinctively knew any attempt to talk would only increase his wrath...
 
The Prince

I look at the girl curled up in the feudal possession I’m also able to see her demon now kneeling over her trying comfort her while glaring at the Chameleon demon. My eye moves it slowly looking on it the frost outlining its shape. I step towards it my hand snapping out and taking it by the throat. I lift it up off of its feet looking at where its eyes are even if I can’t see them clearly. Every muscle in my body trembling wonting to snuff its pitiful life out. The only thing holding me back is my demoness whispering in my ear that this thing could be useful in getting use past the dragons.

My eyes narrow rage burning coldly deep in there depths as I weave a spell arund the thing mind imprisoning it making it one of mine. I then weave another spell around its lip cock saying in a voice that would freeze most humans blood “You will never beadle to use that organ agene no mater how much heat you get no mater how horny you are your dick will stay limp.” I then add a barb to the web over it mind one that will cas exquisite pain if he ever touched the girl agene unless it was to save her life or by my explicit command.

I let it drop form my hand crumpling to the ground as I tern to the girl lying on the ground. I move over to her kneeling down next to her. I put my hand on her cheek saying your safe now. I pull her up in to my arms hugging her closs. “I will not let any one touch you like that agene you are my wife to be only I am to do such things with you.” I say softly in to her ear my breath caressing it gently. I look arund and then up at the ceiling I concentrate and ice forms in the cracks the sound of rock popping fills the small cave and then the rock shatters and falls in on use. I put a shield making the rocks bons off harmlessly. After it becomes quit agene I look up and see the heavily lived canapé of the swamp above.

I stand picking the girl up in my arms and jumping strait up landing on the ground out side of the hole. I walk to a clearing feeling the Chameleon slinking along behind me. I set the girl down in the sinter of the clearing. I sit next to her and then I look at the Chameleon demon saying go fined some dry wood. I tern my attention back to the girl laying her head on my lap as my finger gently stroke her forehead.
 
She felt herself heald and words that only drew a sense of horror filling her ears as she was taken back to the sticky sick stentch of the swamp air.

Out of one nightmare into another.

She couldn't move she was so frighten she felt the touch of the demons, the only corforting thing in her life now were hte warm bond of hte shackles on her arms. The gauntlets that wouldn't let her leave this horrible man.

She shuddered in his unwelcomed warmth knowing that in the end she would be used. If not by one then the other. Is not fucked in one way she would be forced to get this man something else and again and again.

She wanted to cry. Couldn't make herself. Not yet. Too much shock.

She wished she hadn't left the group when she had. If she stayed they would have protected her.. right?

Why didn't anyone come for her, why did no one even try to stop the first ones that took her from the bathhouse? didn't anyone hear her scream?

Did they care?
 
Galen Silverbow

The other elves and I waited on the small hill and killed any lizaedmen that were foolish enough to show too much of themselves.

"Why don't you come and play with us or are you afraid of a couple of elves?" I ask their leader.
 
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