Troll Wood Park

Dale O'Bly

My talent was the illusion and control of energy.It had proved useful when "we" were first imprisoned, then vital as the cold within the cave threatened us all. I had perfected the control of it out of necessity and for once thanked the god I worshiped I did.

"I will warm you, make your body burn with energy and desire"

It was a gentle promise as she turned to me, begging to be taken home...

"We will return to your home once you have helped the ones that have survived to acclimate to your world, once you have proven yourself to us"

The words were spoken softly, heard by the young woman in my arms as her skin warmed...I bent to kiss her lips again, capturing them with mine and felt a small amount of passion being returned...a first clue that she was turning to me...and our plan
 
Rachel

"Y-You promise? You won't leave me down here to die will you?" I clutched to him, actually afraid of this cold place as a tomb for the rest of my dead exsistance.
I moved towards him again, no rational reason why, I just went to him. Seeking warmth, comfort and his gentle touch. Why though? I kept feeling funny as if my thoughts weren't my own, but nothing noticable was in my mind either.
I buried my head in his chest, seeking something. His hand reached down and titled my head upwards. His eyes searching mine and that infernal smirk in place.
"what?" I was more so confused than ever. "I will help.. if you promise?" I knew it was bribery but it was foremost in my mind. Safety of my home, out of this hole in the earth.
He bent down and kissed me again, though my mind screamed at me to flee something more took hold and said to stay where I was.
Slowly, tentively I kissed him back. Keeping my mouth closed, I had the thought that if I kept him happy, he would take me home.
 
Dale O'Bly

There was no doubt in my mind now, the young naive woman was pressed to my own flesh, her nudity forgotten as she returned my kiss with her own passionate one.

Leave her to die? No, she was too valuable for us.Too much information within her mind that we could pick clean, a body so fine to break as well.



"Beow, I have a treat I wish to share with you, Once I have finished tasting her"

I cupped her breast and bent to it, hearing a gasp tear from her throat as she felt a man's touch there for the first time...First time? Her thought came clearly to me, she was a virgin as she had claimed...

"I will be gentle, my little one" I whispered to her ear, lifting her in my arms and carrying her back to the stone table...

I will leave the brutality to my good friend, Beow...I thought evilly...She will be very impressed when she sees his....size...
 
Rachel

His kiss deepend, his hands moved up my body. His head dipped down and a hot scalding burst broke through my hazey thoughts. I shivered and gasped as his mouth circled my nipple.
"That is not allowed.." I moaned out, my mouth saying one thing, my mind saying it's alright and my body arched wantonly into his. He paid no heed to my words as his whispered promise sent chills of pleasure down my spine.
"No.. this is wrong.. I can't!" I tried once more to speak what I wanted to say but it came out as a pleaded moan. He bent and lifted me once again, my arms wrapping around his neck to hold myself against his heat.
My body trembled in pleasure as I felt a strange wetness pooling between my thighs. I felt funny, light headed and hot all over.. Also a sensation I could only lable as 'itchy' came over me. I wiggled in his arms, trying to ease that feeling and it only made it worse.
Moaning in aggitation and pleasure, I felt the cold stone slab meet my back as he laid me out once more.
"We can't do that kind of thing.. it's for.. for marriage.." I arched as his hands trailed a searing path as he released my sides from his gripping hands. My eyes closed and my breathing was ragged, I felt ashamed and then I felt even more wanton. I opened my eyes slightly, peering up at him. The look was of totally acceptance to what he wanted, though my mouth kept saying no.
 
Dale O'Bly

It was too late for Rachel...I felt her body betraying her mind, the lust over riding the words of protest even as she spoke them.

I had shed the too tight pants as I joined her on the cool stone surface, my mind searching for and finding the two others that had left this "hell" with me...

"I will share with you her passion, and her defeat" I sent to them, willing the words to hold a link open...for the passion to channel across and into them.

Into Rachels confused mind I pushed an image of heat...fire..an uncontrollable burning flame that spread thru her...Her skin was on fire, her groin a raging volcanic flow of passion, her breath rasping thru her lungs as if the flame of an ancient dragon. I knew what was in her mind because the same echoed thru my own now as I pressed her legs open and looked into her eyes...

"Tell me want you want, Rachel...Tell me what you NEED to quench the fires that burn so brightly within you"

And as I pressed my lips to the burning flesh of her breasts, suckling at the magnificent mounds as if I were starving her words came to my ears and I obeyed...and suddenly my eyes opened...I felt the presence of another...a fourth form...not troll, not human but a strange and erotic blend of both as her mind joined ours in the passion that wrapped us together...

"Tell meeeee" I cried into her ear again
 
Rachel

The fires of hell consumed me from no where. I was alright one second and then next sweaty, throbbing and not knowing what to do any more.
I writhed like a wanton hussy on the slab, now no longer cool as my body heat seeped into the stone surface. Whimpering, I watched as he shed his clothes and moved over me.
I tried to form the words to tell him no but the ache intensified with each passing heart beat.
"Oh god! Make it stop!" I howled out, panting and grinding my teeth as the burning started between my thighs and spread out.
His lips wrapped sweetly around an erect nipple and suckled, it too added to the crazed lust inside my center.
I thrust up and down, unsure why I was doing it, only that it felt good. My hands moved down over my body as he lifted up, illiciting another tortured long loud moan that echoed off the cave walls.
He demanded in my ear I tell him what I needed?
"I don't knoooooow!" I whimpered, thrashing a little more as my hips nearly broke in their movements. So painful was the tensing action mixed with the wild air humping, but in turn it felt even better.
"Please! Help me Dale!" I reached up and dug my nails into his sides, feeling a sweat bead trickle down between my breasts and my inner thighs tremble with the effort to squeeze my inner walls as tightly as possible.
"I need.... I need! Oh Fuck!" I had never sworn before now but it felt good. My nostrils flared slightly as I tried to breath and moan at the same time. These sounds ripped from my throat, I had no control any more, not over anything.
"Make it stop!"
 
Emilys' solution to restless sleep now proved to be a bane to her exhausted mind. Although powerful enough to keep her body sedated the small tablets were too weak to keep out the dreams. Now, instead of forcing her flesh into wakfullness, she could only ride along as the dream overtook her...

...the Power! The raw hot power of desire....it poured though the dreaming woman, she could feel fear too, but it belonged to someone else and it seduced her, made her want more...she stretched trying to feel more...there were others in her dream...did they see her? She couldn't tell. He was there, at the heart of her vision...he called to her, welcomed her to the sharing of a womans body that was on fire with need, that ached between her legs like nothing she'd ever experienced, her surrender was at hand...it was sweet..so very very sweet...pain...sharp and brief...a scream...

and Emily awoke trembling. Her eyes looked wildly around the room...this was the wrong place! Where was she? Where were the others...?

Her panic left her quickly, as if a tap were turned off, or she was suddenly disconnected from the source of her emotions. Emily turned on the small light beside her bed and scanned the room. She was safe there were no others, no man, no woman...

Emily, this is really the limit, now it's wet dreams...and not nice ones either!

She really had to get a grip. She had been without nightmares for months. Lord, what would her psychiatrist think of this?!

At least it wasn't what she personally called the "cave dreams." Emily shuddered thinking of the dreams of her childhood, nasty frightening dreams of being trapped in a cave, with no light, no sky and no green grass to play upon. Her shrink had assured her they were the result of watching the burrial of a family friend. Eventually she had outgrown them, at about the time she had put away her imagination in favor of science.

She'd think it through in the morning, she told herself, when daylight would make it all ok. She lay back down, the intruding emotions gone, and fell into a fitful sleep.
 
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"Dinner time."
A single tray was passed through the bar slits. He grabbed it, questioning the contents. None of it looked much edible, except for something that resembled mashed potatos. Looked more like potato soup though.
There was, not surprising, a green cube that came with it.
"What is this?" he pressed his finger against it, it was soft.
"Jello," he man gave him a wink and walked off.
Jello? What in the devil? Had they all become idiots since he had been imprisoned? They now ate green cubes of food for nurishment?
He tasted a few things, nothing apealing to him. It smelled good, but the taste was horrid. Too much salt in everything, he didn't even attempt to sample the jello.
Putting the rest of it on the floor he half smiled at the imagery now coming to him. The beginning of the end for the damned fools who thought they could enslave them. He layed back in his cell, letting the thoughts come to him, flow through him. Things yet to come.
Suddenly he leapt up, leaping to the far side where the only window was. Bars covered it as well, but the smell crept in. That was familiar, he knew it was. Something he remembered.
Something old, long ago, vague but not quite forgotten.
He needed to know, needed to talk to...
"Hello!?" he called out to that impudent fool who was holding him, "Hello!"
"Damnit," he walked in, a very angry look on his face, "It had better be important."
"I need," he wasn't quite sure how to say this, "I need to talk to someone."
At first the man only gave him a questioning look, but then fire of understanding danced in his eyes.
"Oh, right, your phone call. Just a minute."
He came back with.... yes, he couldn't believe it, but yet another cube. This one was black, with a bunch of tiny cubes in the shape of a cube on it.
"You got on, hurry up."
He grabbed the phone from the guy's hands, searching his mind in just a moment for how to use the damned things.
Suddenly, as if it just dawned on him, as the smell that had waddled through, he pressed numbers... numbers that seemed to somply come to him.
He did not recognize them himself, but sure as shit on the other end the phone was ringing.
An evil grin crossed his face.
(don't have anyone in particular in mind for who's on the other side, just thought it would be a way to let a few of us intteract, if you are willing, lol, perhaps I have scared some of you off)
 
Dale O'Bly

For a long minute I was tempted to press myself into her, hold her shoulders down and pond thru her maidenhood and pleasure myself uncaringly, heedless of the pain or pleasure I gave her...But then I grinned...There were several ways to do give both at the same times, several ways to torment and please...

I began to slowly lick...her neck, earlobe...chin...trailing my long tongue over her flesh and tasting the sweat and perfume on it, then lower, to her heaving breasts and the hard buttons on top of each...then lower, taking my time despite her protests...Feeling her hands wrap themselves in my hair and try to apply pressure forcing me downwards even further...

I chuckled and let her hands move me there, her instincts drove her on...and me...A hand under each knee and I lifeted, pushing my face into her fragrant and wet "V", my tongue snaking out and flicking into her interior, feeling a gush at the barest touch and laughing again...

I stood and looked down, here eyes unfocused, her face flushed as she carressed her own breasts and I laughed...

"Now you know what it means to want something so bad you'll gladly sacrifice yourself for it"

I left her on the table and moved up the stairs, taking them three at a time and shoving the heavy barrier open, nearly knocking the young man off his feet that stood outside...

"If you wanted in, all you had to do was ask" I quipeed, grabbing him by the shoulder and pulling him, hip tossing him over me and down the steps I had just climbed.

"Don't worry, I've left you a friend" I laughed as I pressed the door closed, hearing his sharp exclamation...

I moved back towards the town and the library, intent on finding the parchment and destroying it, what had been read once could be spoken again...with disastrous results for us...
 
Rachel

His mouth began to tease and taunt my lips, but I kept a firm hold on them and kept them shut. He chuckled at me and kisses my chin, moving lower to my neck. I fought hard to stop the sensations that moved over my skin, but I failed.
Biting back a moan, I protested his every movement, venonmently denying everything he was doing felt good! His mouth latched onto a rose peak and began to suckle and I felt the room heat twenty degrees hotter than it was before. Rocking under his weight, I bit back another moan as my head tosses a little.
"No! Don't do this! Ahhhhh!" I hissed out as he switched nipples. my mind kept making my mouth say no to him, but my hands were urging him on. I don't know what came over me, but i trembled in pleasure unlike anything I have ever known before. I thought eating ice cream in the summer and long hot baths in the winter was spine tingling. That was NOTHING compared to this new sensation.
Nagging thoughts of what my mother would think kept reaching my inner ear and her shame filled eyes at her daughter's behavior. I felt my lip tremble, wanting to cry in dissapointment, but another small part wanted more! This was so humiliating!
He chuckled again at something and slid lower, his tongue diving into my wet folds. I nearly came off the table in shock he would do something so wicked to my body as this!?
"Noooooooooooooo!" I cried out, my head shaking my hands clutching and demanding more. He made the room spin wildly out of control and my breathing too hard to manage. Desperately I panted for air, mewling sounds coming from my throat as I rocked into his face.
Sinful! Absolutely disgusting display and I was in 7th heaven! I tried to find reason but my mind wouldn't function as I felt my virgin folds begin to pulsate to life. He felt it too, I knew he did for quickly he pulled away and chuckled about wanting something I couldn't have?
"Oh god!" I cried out, flushing brightly red and biting my tongue to keep from asking for more. He vanished quickly, leaving me naked and writhing on the table. I was glad he left when he did! He almost made a shameful hussy out of me!
Then panic set in I would be down here alone and die!? I sat up, shakey and weak from my ordeal when a body came tumbling down the stairs and landed with a hard thud on the floor of the cave. I gasped in surprise, I recognized the face.
Kyle had been taken too? I tried to curl into a ball and hide myself, thankfully he was knocked out from the fall. I wanted to go to him and see if he was alright, but I wasn't wearing anything!
I glanced around, trying to decide what to do now? I needed out of here, but I didn't know where Dale had vanished to either.
 
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Emily

The ringing phone cut into the sleep the Emily had finally found. She stretched out one arm to pick up the receiver, only to have the sound stop just as she touched the cold plastic. Oddly, she felt as if she should have known who was on the other end. The feeling was so strong that she stared at the device for a moment, willing it to ring again.

That's It!

She cried as she flung the covers away from her nude form and got out of bed. She knew there would be no more sleep tonight and as was her custom, when sleep failed her, her thoughts turned to work. Tonight, that meant the Book.

It occured to her that she should have expected this and just brought the damn thing home instead of locking it into the vault. Still, the library wasn't that far away...she could run down, collect the book, and be back here in a flash. Her decision made, she quickly took jeans and a loose cotton sweater from the wardrobe, skipped the bra in favor of comfort, pulled on a white cotton thong, and socks before adding the outer clothing and a pair of worn sneakers.

The night air was fresh but she gave it little attention as she climbed into her car. Her thoughts were only on the mystery of the journal, and the secrets it had yet to share with her.
 
Dale O'Bly

I paced around the building, rattling doors, judging the height of the windows...It would be easy to break thru the wooden barriers, too easy and too loud...I wanted the parchment, but I needed the one who read it as well...

Patience prevailed and I pulled myself into the huge tree that stood proudly over the doorway, content to be in a part of the forrest I loved...and to wait...

Time passed quickly and I stirred as a small machine approached, belching the same disturbing gasses Rachel's had...and from it the woman I had met earlier...the one I had scented deliberately to guarntee I would know her...

Emily moved to the door and then thru it, scant minutes later returning and closing the door as she held the ancient text to her...I slid from the tree and followed her in the obnoxious creation, the fumes leaving a trail that was easy to track...scant minutes later I stood outside of her own home, watching her shadow move about inside...as I twisted the knob until with a gentle "crunch" I felt it give way and I moved inside...

"I think it's best we have a talk, before you read any more of that diary"

I stood by her kitchen table, looking down at the figure she presented and the open book she held in her hands.

"Then if you are wise, you'll return it to me and I can leave"
 
Emily

There was a surreal quality about the scene in Emilys tidy little kitchen. The feeling was similar to those experienced in her dreams, as if she were only an observer and not a participant in the action.

Dale O'Bly looked deeply into her eyes, and for a moment she felt a compulsion to do as he demanded. There was no question that it was a demand, not a request. However, Emily had always been more stubborn than most and giving in meekly to a man who had just broken into her home in the middle of the night was unthinkable.

She looked at him as he stood next to her and was surprised at her lack of fear. She should be terrified, but instead, it was almost as if, on some level, she had expected him to turn up again; and although she wouldn't admit it, she knew that she had hoped that he would.

Emily closed the book and regarded him for a moment. He could tell that she was weighing her options before speaking and Dale was curious to hear what she would say. Before a word left her mouth, they were both startled by the sudden whistling of the tea kettle.

I was just about to make some tea. Would you like a cup? I expect that we'll both want something while you tell me your story.

She rose from the table, and being careful to take the book along, moved to pour the hot water into a small stoneware teapot. Emily returned to find Dale wearing a surprised look, but seated at the table waiting for his tea.

The tea will take a moment I'm afraid, but I expect your story will take some time in the telling. Why don't you start with who you really are, and we'll go from there?
 
Dale O'Bly

The tea will take a moment I'm afraid, but I expect your story will take some time in the telling. Why don't you start with who you really are, and we'll go from there?

No fear on her face and just a trace of it on her skin as she moved about the kitchen, studiously avoiding the knife display as she set out dishes, spoons and honey...

I hadn't had honey for hundreds of years, and couldn't resist myself as I lifted the lid and pushed a finger into it, then moving the tip to my lips...tasting the sweet nectar and closing my eyes at the sensation, loosing contact with where she was until I opened my eyes and saw her sitting there politely...Amusement in her eyes as she looked at me.

Emily was different than other humans and I told her so as I began...

"Like you, I am a troll. A name given to us by the human population before we disappeared. I thought all of us had been banished, until tonight when I felt you as I was below..."

It was my turn to be amused as her face changed to disbelief and I grinned, accepting the cup she offered me.

"I felt you dreaming" I told her politely, not inferring as to the erotic qualities of her dreams or how it had distracted me "And knew then there might be others...more of US"

Her face was a mixture of emotions as I sat and sipped at the bitter brew, curiosity reigning over me as I watched her. Emily was more mature, and a part of her was the same as me.... just as a part of her was as different as I was...

"Emily, I am a troll, I've been imprisoned in an underground cave for 450 years, and when you read that page it was responsible for freeing me. It's why I need it back and came here tonight. And why I won't leave until you've given it to me"

Or until I take it back, I finished in my mind...Not knowing which one to prefer...This woman was more than I expected, much more and suddenly I looked forward to the nights discussion...
 
Kyle

The door opened so quickly I barely had time to react. My hand streaked towards my pocket seeing the large man there. My hand felt the cold metal of the gun but before I could take it out he said.

"If you wanted in, all you had to do was ask" Th eman grabbed me and hurled me down the stairs, with amazing strength.

I felt a sharp pain in my shoulder then my back and finaly my head bashed against the rocks at the bottem.



I stirred slightly feeling a painful throbbing in my head and coughed blood running down my chin. I wipped it away with my jacket sleeve muttering some thing. I patted my pocket to check for my gun and with my head throbbing I looked up.

I gasped at the site on the table, seeing Rachel curled up clotheless like that was arousing but I shoved it out of my mind. I tried to get up but the pain proved to be to much and I fell back down.
 
Rachel

I stared at kyle as he lifted up to move and fell back down. A flush crept over my skin as I tried to think of something to do that could help him?
"Kyle?! You ok?" I hissed in a whisper, still thinking Dale was around here somewhere.
"Can you get us out of here?" I shivered a little, glancing around the darker corners of the room, hoping Dale was indeed gone. I felt tears well up once more in my eyes, I had nothing to cover myself with, I was still aching for something and now Kyle was hurt. How would I get home!?
I stretched out a little, going to go to Kyle and see what I could do to help him, but I had not a single stitch of clothing on! I felt the heat rise in my face, this was so humiliating!
"Kyle?! Please wake up!" I urged him, hoping he could hear me.
 
Kyle

He heard her cries and he knew he had to help her. He grunted slightly as he pulled him self up the pain bringing him more back to his senses.

One of those senses was sight his eye brows raised as they glazed over her frightend form. He shook his head knowing he shouldn't be thinking about her like that, atleast not right now. He wlaked over slowly a small trickle of blood from his temple to his chin showing why.

He saw her blushing deeply and he took off his jacket showing a normal white tee-shirt tucked in to his jeans. He wraps her in the jacket and mubles some thing about just the human body.

"So what are we going to do?" He asked trying to make her feel better but his eyes once or twice quicly flickering downward.
 
Rachel

I thanked him quietly for the jacket and huddled up a little.
"I'm not sure... We're being held by.. Trolls.." I waited for him to laugh, I knew it was coming since that was the most stupidest thing ever heard of!
I stood up and walked around, looking up the dark passageway.
"Could we escape out that door? If we're both pulling on it?!" I turned to him, desperation in my eyes.
"I've got to get out of here before.. before that monster returns!" I shuddered a little as I thought about the things he did to me. Blushing, the room heated once again.
"Can we Kyle?" I was desperate to get safely home, some how.
 
Kyle

As she walked to the door the jacket rid up her theighs and he shook his head slightly. He swore silently relising the guns in his jacket.

"Could we escape out that door? If we're both pulling on it?!"
"I've got to get out of here before.. before that monster returns!"
"Can we Kyle?"

He shook his head. "Use logic Rachel number one I couldn't get it open using all my strength number two do you think he'd leave us down here just so we could escape?"

He relised he wasn't being nice to her and she had been through a lot so he said quietly smilign warmly. "Sorry... we'll try ok?"
 
Rachel

I felt like a moron for suggesting it and fell silent. Nodding my head, I walked over to the table and climbed back up on the cold surface. At least it wasn't dirty..
Turning, I laid down and pulled the jack from around me, laying it over my upper body as I stared at the ceiling.
"You're right.. He isn't stupid enough to leave us a way out.. It was just a thought."
Running my hands up and down my thighs, I tried to create some warmth as I mulled over in my mind different ideas for getting out of here?
"There has to be something? Have a lighter or anything to build a fire with?" I asked quietly, shivering.
"Why did you want in here in the first place?" I had to ask why, I would have ran off personally.. but I was always a coward at times like these.
 
It was almsot to much watchign her lie there running her hands up her thighs.

He smiled good heartedly trying to think of anything but her. "Well you had went in there with the man,... and besides I was curous about this cave."

He tossed her a silver metal lighter. "There."
 
Rachel

I tried to catch the lighter and sat up too fast. The coat dropped to the floor as I bent half way off the table and caught it from mid air.
"Thanks." I mumbled, hurrying to cover myself once more. Rising from the table I glanced around until I found some wood chips. This would work right? It had to! Moving quickly I grabbed what I could and piled it lose enough to get some air and lit it.
It wasn't much and it wouldn't burn for long, but it would help heat me up some.
"Sorry to get you into trouble and stuck here Kyle.." I felt badly he was now a prisoner as I was thanks to Dale and thanks to me being stupid enough to come along!
I felt Dale in my mind, chuckling as if he heard my thoughts. I glared at the small fire and told him in detail what I thought of him! I broke contact with his mind, shaking myself out of it as I glanced up at kyle standing a distance away.
"Don't you want to get warm?" Or perhaps he was warmed? I was the one not wearing anything! I felt another blush rise to my face, so I quickly turned my gaze elsewhere.
"I just know I don't want to be here when he gets back.. He has torturous things in store for me! I just know he does! If I could find some way out..." I could stop his disgusting advances! Course they weren't disgusting, it was rather nice, but it was wrong! I felt another heat wave wash over my body and the trembling down in my stomach start once more, I was still aching to be touched, though I wouldn't admit that aloud!
 
Kyle

He shook his head listening to her smiling warmly. When she asked if he wanted to get warm a few images passed through his head but he shook them off and sat down next to her.

He listened to the fright in her voice as she talked about what he had in store for her. He heard soem thing else in her voice... but he couldn't figure out what it was right now.

He looked across to here nodding. "Don't worry if he does come back he'll have to go through me." He smiled brushing her hair behind her shoulders.

"And trust me he wont' be getting through me."
 
Rachel

I looked at him and my eyes widened greatly, "He can crush rocks with his bare hands.... Tosses me around like a rag doll.. " I turned towards him, my hand gripping his arm, "Don't make him hurt you too Kyle! promise me?" I knew Kyle wouldn't live through that, not even the strongest man I knew could win against Dale.
"He'll let us go when he returns.. he has no reason to hold us.." I hoped he had no reason!
"He is a sick cruel animal.. and I wouldn't come at him alone Kyle.. Not that you aren't able... it's just that.. You're my only hope to getting out of here alive.." i shuddered, feeling fear claw at me again. "If he hurts you, or worse kills you.. No one else knows I'm down here!" I held his gaze, trying to impress on him the sevierness of this situation.
"He would kill you.. and rape me... We have to think of something.." I fell silent, looking back at the dwindling flames, soon i would be cold again and once more in the dark.
 
Kyle

He searched her eyes seeing that she was telling the truth. He defently felt the mans strength but... coudl he be powerful to live through a bullet to the head or chest? He listens to her pleadings and gets up and says. "Well then I we better find away out cause ocne again logic you don't take prisnors just to come back and let them out."
 
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