Troll Wood Park

Coral

The comfort that Emily offered warmed me some and I held onto her as tightly as she held onto me. I tried to block out the screams and the hatred I felt emminating from that cavern.
"Yes, he deserves all they give him and so much more.. 400 years of torment, pain, suffering and confinement... I do hope they make it last awhile." I couldn't help wanting revenge but the healer in me couldn't do it.
"Thank you for being here with me... It does mean alot.. Sister." I smiled at her and blocked out the noises I did not wish to hear. It was for the best, maybe I was cowardice to flee but it was all I knew how to do when faced with some thing I did not, could not, change.
"We can sit here and enjoy the warmth of the spring mother nature was kind enough to give us and gossip? Don't female's do that?" I laughed softly, still trying to cheer up a little.
A few human insults hurled through the air as the Priest tried to get even with words. I chuckled and shook my head, "He has no idea what he is in for..." I sighed and went back to wiggling my toes in the water.
 
Emily

No, I don't suppose he does. I would imagine that for the most part the priest is quiet mad by now. Isn't he?

Emily removed her sneakers and socks and let her feet dangle into the warm water. God it was heavenly! She sighed gratefully before speaking again.

There are some things that I have questions about and I'd hope'd for some time alone with you to ask. I've wondered about Dale, and his um...past...uh...relationships. You see, I find I'm, well attracted to him, and I, well, just how do your people, our people do these things? I mean, it isn't as if we are likely to go out for dinner and a movie. I just don't know what to do, or say for that matter.

She looked at Coral and hoped the other woman would not be offended that a "half-breed" might be interested in one of the two remaining male trolls. When Coral was silent, Emily let her voice die away, and then tried to find another subject.

I don't suppose this spring is suitable for bathing? I would love a nice long soak, and we can gossip as we stew. Talk about light hearted subjects.
 
Coral

I smiled faintly, who could blame her for being attracted to Dale? I surely couldn't, even Beow was ...... I let the thought die and sighed.
"This spring is perfect for bathing in, it does feed to an outside outlet though, so make sure to use environmentally safe soaps. I have some on that shelf over there.." I pointed to the wall and fell silent again.
"Trolls are built the same as humans except for a few things.. Trolls have longer tongues, almost up to ten inches on some... And the males are well endowed. Thicker and longer than a large human male.. so be careful and well prepared.. As for dating rituals.. we are the same, aside from we don't like to be caged inside buildings. But picnics are good, Dale loves to dance if I recall right... He loves the stars as well and loves romance. He has the softest heart out of our entire clan..." I turned and glanced at her, smiling softly.. I reached out and took her hand in mine and gave her a gentle squeeze, "It's alright to be attracted to him, to want him, and to want to protect him. Love is always a gift not a curse.." I did not mention my case, for it was a curse.
"If you sought my permission, you needn't.. But thank you for being considerate. You know I want our kind to go on living, and well.." I fell silent again and looked back into the water, putting my hands in my lap I shrugged a little, "It doesn't matter if we're pure of mixed, as long as we are loved and here." I smiled again and leaned back on my hands. "We're sisters now right? No need to fear me, or how I may react.. all i want is peace, love and little babies around here.. That sounds corney doesn't it?" I chuckled and smiled again. The conversation helped to block out the swearing and screams I kept hearing.
"So going to bath and chit chat with me or stare at me all day?" I gave her a little wink.
 
Emily

Just point me in the direction of that soap! I feel like I have a weeks worth of grime on me.

Emily grinned at Coral, then turned shy as she considered the fact that she had never been nude with another woman present. Well, not outside the shared bathroom at home, but they were sisters, sort of.

Going to join me or sit there wiggling your toes in the water?
 
Coral

I smiled and nodded, "Sure why not." Jumping up, I walked to the shelf and pulled down some of the soaps I had made from the garden. Lavender was my favorite scent but I did have Lilac as well, "Which would you like?" I handed both to her and stepped back a little. I peeled off the halter top, baring my paler flesh without a second thought to it. The pulled the form fitting skirt down and kicked it off. I wore nothing more except the belly button ring, moving towards the pool I brushed my fingers through my hair and turned to glance over my shoulder, "Coming?" I stepped down into the warm water and sighed, now this was a piece of heaven!
 
Emily

She shed the cotton sweater, jeans and thong that she had pulled on so many hours ago, now a lifetime ago, or so it seemed. She felt no shame, no embarassment, at some point Coral had become more than just the troll healer, she had become a friend and sister. Emily was happy. She slipped into the water, enjoying the warmth, and began working the lavender soap into a lather.

Coral, you have a wonderful home, and your bathtub is beyond compare. As a reward for sharing, come here and I'll scrub your back.

And you can tell me more about troll anatomy. These long tongues, um, does that apply to females too? And just how much longer and thicker are the, uh..attributes of male trolls?
 
Coral

I chuckled softly and moved to stand before her, turning around I presented my back and sighed, "That would be wonderful! And thank you in advance.." I relaxed a little, letting her hands work the sore muscles of my back with her soapy hands.
"Well let me think.. Male and female trolls have the long tongues. Mine is smaller although, only four and a half inches where as Dale's is closer to seven. Beow's is about the same as Dale's. ummm as for their sex organs.. Each varies much like a human but they range from two and a half wide up to 3 and a half. Length, smallest is about ooooh I'd say eight inches.." I was guessing a little since I hadn't really seen a small troll before!
"We make babies the same, breast feed, all that normal stuff. We have a few gifts with the mind and soul and we're endowed a little better." To show what I meant I turned and pointed to my chest. "These are a D cup, go on feel.. I am over 450 years old and they are firmer than an eighteen year olds.." I waited for her to feel, wondering from her blush if I went to far? I myself was familiar with men and women alike since this healer came in such a sexual package.. Perhaps I embaressed her?
"I'm sorry, I did not mean to embaress you Emily." I flushed a little, not from the circumstances but from making her uncomfortable. Perhaps I was mistaken and it was the heat in the room, or my blunt behavior? I just had to wait and see what she had to say? I turned back around again, presenting her my back and said nothing more until I heard from her......
 
Emily

Emily worked the scented soap into Corals skin, massaging the tense muscles of the healers shoulders. She listened as Coral described the more unique features of troll bodies. She found the idea of a long tongue and penis equally attractive, and when Coral mentioned the length of her own tongue Emily felt a sharp constriction in the lower part of her body. It had been a long time....she nearly sighed aloud at the thought.

Her mind was drifting into distinctly erotic territory and Emily only half heard what Coral was saying about babies.

"These are a D cup, go on feel.. I am over 450 years old and they are firmer than an eighteen year olds.."

Emily stood frozen in place, part of her longed to reach out and run her soapy hands over the beautiful breasts being offered. Part of her was sure that Coral couldn't have meant to offer in any more than an academic way. She blushed to the roots of her hair at the image of Corals breasts being caressed by her own hands.

Coral must have seen the blush and realized the turn Emilys thoughts had taken. The healer turned a lovely shade of pink herself before apologizing and presenting her back to Emily once more.

No, Coral, I'm the one who should apologize. You have a lovely body, and anyone would be happy to have your tits...I mean..Oh, damn it!

Emily resumed the scrubbing of the healers back and then continued speaking; her voice sounding a little peevish.

Its just that, well, you shouldn't just offer your breasts to women like that. Some women, well, some women aren't just attracted to men you know. Some women...well never mind...just be careful who you flash. Ok?

She laid the soap aside and began rinsing the soap away, scooping water in her cupped hands and letting it run down the skin of Corals back. The healer was silent and Emily figured that the friendship that had just started was now a complete mess.
 
Coral

It took a moment before I grinned and said in a husky voice, "My dear.. with this body and my touch, I am well aware how female's can love and like to be loved..." I smiled faintly again and shivered as the warm water cascaded down my back and over the curves of my ass.
"That feels wonderful.. thank you.." I turned and glanced over my shoulder at the blushing Emily and turned around to face her.
"I have had more male lovers than female, but I have had many attracted to me before.. It does not bother me.. It is a true compliment that a woman can look at me or myself look upon her and appriciate natural beauty when we see it..." I cupped her chin and lifted her eyes to mine, smiling softly, "Never be ashamed of who you are, what you think or how you feel.. It only makes you more miserable. You do not offend me in the slightest, nor make me recoil my dear.. You are quite lovely yourself." I released her chin and smiled, "Now shall we finish our bath and relax a little?"
 
Emily

Emily flushed a bright red and her skin tingled where Coral had touched her. She wasn't embarassed, she was...hot, and it wasn't just from the warm waters of the spring.

Coral, we're in agreement about the beauty of women. I think we may agree on any number of things where women are concerned. Yes, lets finish up our baths before we turn into prunes...I'm ready to relax for a bit, I think it would do us both a world of good.

A quick scrub with the fragrant soap, a dunk into the warm water and Emily was ready to climb from the bath. She stepped up the natural risers until she stood dripping on the side of the pool. The air was chill after the warmth of the water, and her skin quickly began to cool, raising goosebumps over her skin and causing her nipples to tighten into hard dark buds.

I don't suppose you have a towel stashed around her do you Coral? I don't think I'm quite "nature girl" enough to air dry, at least not until the temperature comes up just a bit.
 
Coral

I chuckled a little and exited the pool behind her.
"This way.." I moved through the cavern and down a short tunnel that led to the main room of hot pools and pulled out a huge bath sheet for her. Handing it to her, I opted not to use one and walked back towards the living room area of my caves.
"I will opt for natural and lay out in the other room.. Care to join me for some tea?" I smiled, making my way along the smooth floor of the cavern and up the stairs.
 
"Come," he grabbed the hair of the old man, dragging him out of the dark dungeon, the man came, cursing and screaming along with Beow, whether he wanted to or not, "There is much to discuss."
They were led back out through the harrowing maze of tunnels, caves and caverns. Light outside pierced through, both Beow and the priest saw it.
"I miss the forest you know," he mused as he dragged along the ancient man, "I haven't seen it in so long, I thought perhaps we could do this outside, more fitting you know. More appropriate."
He stopped next to a tree, in one short swoop, he hurled the man towards it, his back now against the aged bark. Beow stood up next to him, fiery eyes turned towards sickly scared ones. Each of them in a heightened state, and in their own way, feeding off of each other's emotions.
"Your torture consisted of locking us up, putting us away so we could rot for hundreds of years before we perished in a dank and hallowed cell beneath the earth. Mine will be short, the pain only lasting a few hours or more, and it will be out here, among mother nature, in the eyes of justice that is the forest."
As he spoke, his words did not just go to the priest, but rather an unseen jury that looked out upon this facade. Birds, and insects, trees that swayed in the wind, grass growing in desolate shade. Each and all heard his plea.
"Your punishment was passive, and weak. You turned your head from the pain, and the suffering, but when one forgets about an enemy, he finds that enemy at his doorstep before too long. My justice, my revenge will not covet your own, but impede it. Where you have failed, I will succeed."
He raised his hand, and as he did, the priest felt his hands behind his back, they came together, merged together, bone fusing upon bone until his own body held him against the tree, at bay with whatever force Beow decided.
Beow walked over to a small shed, coming out with an armload of wood. He placed it at the priests feet.
"I've had plenty of time to think down there, plenty of time. Years and years of trying to answer just one single question: why. You'd think that I would have a logical answer by now, wouldn't you? You would think that a rational person, held up for an indeterminable amount of time would be able to answer one question that plagues him. It would have freed me, and quite possibly have saved me down there. Dale knew the answer, or didn't bother with the question all together. IN hindsight, I wish I hadn't bothered with it myself."
He went in to get more wood.
"We didn't hurt you. We didn't show anger, or violence, when you came onto our land, and positioned yourselves as some sort of superior dominance. We never questioned your stupid little faith, or your belief's, or your clothing, or your ways of life. We accepted you like no other race would under those conditions, but you did none of this. You took the kindness, and you manipulated it and twisted it to get what you wanted."
When he went for the last load, this time he brought something else with him, a single bladed axe. It had a dull edge on one side, and a blunt rectangular block on the other.
That would do perfectly.
"And here we are," he laid the last of the wood at the man's feet, standing at attention before him.
"I, Beow, hereby find you guilty of being a human, in our country, the country we were born to, and now that we are free, will once again reclaim as our own, just as you did, over four hundred years ago."
He leaned in, bringing the dull part of the axe high up behind him.
"This act has only one punishment...."
He let it go, connecting with a fierce blow to the man's side. Ribs broke, blood poured out, the man's scream rising higher than anything in the air.
"... death."
This time he swung again, only with the sharp side. It sunk in, a sickening sound emerging from the man as Beow began whacking him in half. Each hit driving deeper inside of him, deeper into the blackened heart that the man now possessed.
Bloody and crying, Beow didn't know when he began crying, only that now his cheeks were stained with both blood and tears.
He stopped when the man was on the brink of death, letting the axe fall to his side. The man wouldn't last very long, his heart nothing more than a mashed pulp, lungs beatan and bashed until it was a wonder they even worked, the rest of him mangled beyond repair.
Dale could keep him alive though, for as long as he wished to complete whatever it was he wanted to complete.
And then Beow would set him afire. Beow would return his tained ashes back to the earth, so they could once again be of some use to this world.
To their world.
To his world.
He knelt down, before the alter of pain and death that he now created, waiting and hoping for the man to scream far into the forest before it was over.
If the priest tried to pry his hands from the wood that now held him, maybe his knuckles would bleed. Beow hoped his knuckles would bleed.
 
Emily

The screams of the priest echoed through the cave house and Emily couldn't help but shudder in response. She could tell that Coral had also heard. The relaxing and lighthearted mood that they had both worked so hard to achieve was in danger of a swift downward plunge.

Determined that they, at least would maintain good spirits for as long as possible, Emily quickly wrapped herself in the soft bath sheet and followed the nude healer to the kitchen. She caught up with Coral and slipped a companionable arm around her and smiled broadly before speaking.

Tea sounds wonderful and I think a lay down with you would be even more pleasant. Lead the way Oh Sexy Healer.
 
Dale O'Bly

I followed as Beow dragged the whimpering and pathetic priest from Coral's dungeon, ignoring his pleas as ours were ignored for four hundred years. Beow moved quickly, his speed and sure movements not surprising despite his size, his intentions becoming obvious as he tied the would be holy man to the stake and piled armful after huge armful of kindling about him.

"One would say tis a noble thing to die at the stake for the sins of others, holy man, But you will die only for yours, if you are fortunate" I warned as Beow began to swing the axe with deadly effect, the sound of tissue and bone crunching, coming thru the keening wail of the priests cries for mercy.

Blow after blow fell drove into the little man, Beow's power making the tool a deadly weapon and a testament to his hate of the stake bound sinner.

I no longer spoke...words had become unneeded as I reached out and slipped into the priests rapidly failing body and joined him in his pain, laughing at it and him as each crushing blow turned into raging, sharp pain.

"What better way for revenge than to come and join your pain?" I taunted him with my mind, then reaching for his soul and grasping it with my power. "A pain that will last all eternity, your body never to die...to hang forever and suffer at my brothers hands...unless you give me what I want"

I felt rather than saw the priests pain ravaged face lift...his bloody lips ragged from his own teeth biting them in agony, his throat hoarse from scream after echoing scream as he spoke the betraying words.

"Anything, I will give you anything you want"

I laughed in his mind then, feeling the pain wash over him again as I held him from slipping into unconsciousness, holding him back from pain relieving death.

"I want the names of the original council, the names of those who decided our fate four hundred years ago...and I want the name of the one who betrayed his brothers and sisters. Give me that and I will let your body die"

And with a jumble they came, names and images of the humans as they pompously sat at the churches round table and decreed our deaths...conspiring with a single member of our clan as to our weaknesses...and how to seal our fate.

Again the priests bloody lips moved, his croaking voice now heard as I stepped from his mind and soul, releasing him from an eternal life of pain on this earth...

"I have given you what you wanted, Now let me die and my soul go to heaven"

Beow and I both looked at each other, our eyes sparkling in amusement at his "joke" and we laughed insanely.

"I promised to let your body die, stupid man, and will keep that promise...But as for your soul ascending you have denied that fate too many years ago, and Beow's last farewell to you will be but a taste of the treatment you will find greeting you...in HELL"

And again Beow's and my laughter mixed as I stepped back and away from the despicable man, no pity in my heart or eyes at his fate.

"Burn brightly priest" I spoke a final farewell with contempt "And may your death will warm our souls"

I turned and moved away…the taste of our first revenge warm and sweet in my mouth, heading back into Coral’s home…our home now, to look for something, someone to help me wash the addictive flavor away.
 
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Coral

I smiled a little easier, feeling her arm wrap around my waist and hold on.
"Thanks for the comfort my sister.." we moved through the kitchen and into the back patio.
"There are lounge chairs there.." I sat on the biggest one and laid down, eyes closed and body tensed up tightly as the screams echoed in my head. He deserved it, I just wish the healer inside me would let it go.
"Sorry, it's hard for me when those screams tear at my innards.. The bastard did nothing for me while I screamed at that stake.. burning alive.. I recall that fear and pain .." I opened my eyes and met Emily's, "I just hope he doesn't get off to easily.." I smirked a little.
"Tea, we wanted tea.." I looked back inside the false front of the house and shuddered, "In a few minutes?" I felt her warmer body slide in beside mine and attempt to comfort me. I smiled softly once more and thanked her, resting my head on her shoulder. "Tell me something, anything to distract?"
 
Emily

Emily laid aside the bath sheet, stretched out on the lounger next to Coral and wrapped the healer in her arms. The feeling of skin against skin was comfortable and Emily was no longer self-concious in the other womans presence.

Something to distract you?

She lifted one hand to the head that lay against her shoulder and stroked the soft hair as she spoke.

When I was a little girl, my Grandma had a garden, there were flowers, and herbs, vegetables of all kinds, even those I didn't like, and way in the back, in a sheltered spot was the fairy circle...

The magic of that long ago garden came back to Emily as she told Coral of her grandmothers belief in faries and magic. She found that the memories that she had intended to use to soothe Coral had the same effect on her, and she rambled on for some time until she realized that Coral had gone to sleep. Emily smiled, and shifted slightly so they were both more comfortable, closed her own tired eyes and drifted off.

Dale found them later, their nude bodies curled together; looking like two sleek cats in the napping in the sunshine.
 
Coral

I smiled, snuggling in with her and slowly let her soft words lull me into a peaceful sleep. I smiled faintly once more as I felt her curl against me, I felt safe and she did ease my pain.
Sighing, I held her hand and drifted into sleep.........



Rachel

ooc: slance is MIA so I will take her home..

The night was hot, my body was sore but I made it home and crawled through my window via the skinny tree and fell fast asleep.. When dawn came I would access the damages and shower, hopefully my mother wouldnt notice I didnt make it in til late.
 
He stared at the machine in a curious sort of awe. The thing, funny looking, almost reminding him of a large squirrel in the corner. A body with a tail sticking straight out.
Beow knelt down, unsure as to exactly how to take this object. Something metallic, that he knew. A machine, one of the things that worked with the electric.
Teeth. Jagged teeth that came out of it, each one a piece of metal that went one way of the other. It reminded him of a scraggly bear's teeth, both sharp and dull jutting out at each other.
In a way.... he couldn't help but think of the old saws that the humans used to use. Faint memories of them cutting down trees. Mostly huge axes, as the wild folk had always done, but some had those long saws that cut back and forth.
The teeth that ground into the flesh of the tree.
His hand came out to it, touched it. It bit him as he did, and he felt a drop of blood trickle down.
A saw.
This thing was some kind of saw.
He stood up, nodding at the deadly object, "We'll have to test you out later."
At this point he grabbed the small can inside the shed. A little red one, that held inside some sort of kerosine. The smell, not familiar to him, still gave off the whiff of something very flammable, and he couldn't resist.
He pourd a bit onto the ground before the priest. A small pool of clear liquid. Definitely not kerosine, but oh so familiar....
With his hand held out, he sparked a flame. Fire erupted before both of their eyes, dancing amidst the pine combs and littered needles.
Oh, better than kerosine. He poured so much of it onto the small pile of logs that now surrounded the priest. They came up to his knees, healthy piles of dead wood, covered in gasoline.
The rest he dumped over the old man.
He screamed.
Beow nodded. Apparently the gas burned his wounds.
"Good," he stood back. Way back.
Way, way back.
"I want you to scream," he said this as if he were asking the man for a dollar, "I want to hear you scream as loud as you can. For me?"
His eyes wild with the fire that was yet to come.
Beow's hand came up, fingers seperated, poitning right at the man that had sealed their fate so long ago.
"Scream for me," he whispered, a tear dropping from his face.
Innocence drowned in a sea of bright red flames. Swimming inside, rising higher and higher into the already silenced forest, were the pleasent sounds of screaming.
"I am the bringer of Death," the words flat as he stared at his own pestilence.
In truth, Beow didn't know if he was proud or ashamed of that fact.
 
Dale O'Bly

I didn't need to see the fire that consumed the priest, I felt it, and with his flesh burning pain I also felt a tingle of pleasure at his suffering and our revenge. It could have been worse, I could have held him on the precipice of life and death endlessly, let him suffer without end...and enjoyed it as well.

I heard the sound of water running and was drawn to it's peaceful sounds, letting it flow thru my mind as I moved into a room heavy with moisture and the smell of sulphur in the air.

Questions flooded my mind as I recalled each name the priest had confessed to me...and the final one that staggered me more than all the others combined.

I moved to the edge of the hot pool and stood looking into the reflection below me...wondering if I should congratulate the face below me...or curse it.

"You've begun this battle, Dale" I told myself outloud "What kind of leader are you to break the promises you made...and let all hope for them die?"

I turned then and walked to the far wall, the pale flesh of a pair of legs attracting me...then a second pair intertwined in the first and smiled as I found it's meaning in the forms of the two sleeping beauties.

"Healing comes in many forms, doesn't it Coral" I spoke softly, brushing the hair back from her face as she slept, then doing the same for Emily next, admiring the peaceful faces of both. "Take care of this woman, for she holds the power to reunite us with our people"
 
Coral

Something woke me from my rest, as I glanced around I saw nothing but felt a presence had been there.
Dale.
Disengaging from Emily I rose silently and walked softly through the caverns, following his scent as I went. He was in turmoil as much as i was, he needed me.. I needed him..
I found him deep inside, staring into a pool of water. I moved up behind him, my hands moving around his sides and up his chest, cupping his pecs and pressing my face between his broad shoulder blades.
"Tell me Brother.. How did our mother die?" I had to know, I needed to know to help heal myself. I felt tears well up and fall.. For him and for myself as well. I tenderly kissed his bare back, hugging him tighter to me.
"No, don't push me away... Let me help you.. Let me heal you and myself." I moved around the front of him, capturing his eyes with my own. Still bare, I had nothing to hide from him... We nurtured from our mother together, shared nine months kiking each other inside her body and when born spent the first three years attached in the same cradle.. And as we grew up we still remained close.. Until we were seperated.. I needed my older brother.. Only minutes older than I myself was, he was still the driving force in my being..
"please Dale.. let me help.." I tried once more, face to face.
 
Emily

She felt the soft brush of a hand against her brow. Emily smiled softly in her sleep. In her dreams Emily forgot what had brought them all together, for a short time all was right in the world, her family was around her and here was Dale...then she recalled all the family that the others had lost. Her dreams turned to nightmares, and with a start she woke. Coral was gone, Emily looked for Dale, sure that he had been there, but saw no one.

She lay back down, feeling chilled and wishing Coral were still there. She pulled the damp bath sheet over her and curled up to finish her interrupted nap.
 
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Dale O'Bly

"I am sorry, so sorry for doubting you, Coral" I apologized, reaching both hands out and taking hers as she approached.

"The insanity of the last hundred years...the lonliness, all we had was the anger and our promise made for revenge"

It was the first time in four hundred years I had touched this woman, but the power that coursed from her to me was as familiar and revivng as ever...Her skin was suddenly covered with her energy...an ice blue coating that moved as if alive, shimmering and moving as she did, enhancing the erotic curves and soft hollows as she leaned forward and kissed me.

"Hush....Let me do for you what I have been denied for too long"

I grinned, then laughed...the sound of my baritone voice echoing off the rock walls and down the endless corridors.

"I remember the last time" I recalled happily "I had been crushed by the wild buffalo I tried to ride and thrown into the stream. You came...found me, drawn by my unconcious pleas. And when you touched me..began the healing...My own power responded to you as well. Before it was over, when I was healed and able to move again...We had touched the entire family of woods people, driving them all into a sexual frenzy. We were unaware of it until our mother chastised us...Her own hair disheveled and her dress...We were told tale after tale of our brethren frolicking in the grass, the woods, outside thier own shelters"

I smiled and laughed at the memory, the faces of amused woods people, none condemning us for what came so naturally...or for how it had spread to them as well. We were after all, a family...

And then the memory faded and the pain and confusion returned behind it.

"Heal me Coral, for a short time at the least take away the pain and the scars. And if it draws Beow and Emily to us, then that much the better, let them taste what you can do for all of us, the power we can multiply between us all"

I opened my own channels then, letting the white heat come from within, spreading from my eyes...to my face...down my chest, consuming the simple clothes I wore and then down my bare chest...until I too shimmered, looking into my sisters eyes and at our hands where we touched.

Ice Blue and White Heat...The two powers flowed into each other and created a third...a brilliant red-violet hue that flared brightly, promising that as more of our skin touched the same would happen as well. Until finally the waves of power would follow my echoing laughter, calling to Emily and Beow to join us in the healing...and add thier own power and color to the joining as well.

I laughed again, pulling Coral against me and gasping as she her full, lush body pressed against mine, her cool lips covering my warmer ones...and the loving began.
 
Coral

I heard his plea, his echoing need I too felt deep within and I stepped to him. First my nipples brushed his chest, then my hands wove around and cupped the sides of his neck. I moved closer still, until each part of my that could touch him was touching him. My forehead rested on his chest, the tingling started down deep and wormed it's way out.
We worked together for each other, for all of us combined. My healing took hold and his channeling reenforced it, making it grow larger and more intense. And with healing comes the sexual desire, and who I was healing came the love I felt inside.
My eyes squeezed tightly shut as my hands began to stroke over his upper body, 'wiping' away all the pain inside, the darkness that loomed, and with this contact came the memories of those days and long lonely nights in the cave as well. The pain they all felt, all witnessed.
It was time for healing, a time for love and nurishment. I lifted my head, my lips taking his as I kissed him deeply. Our minds connected as I whispered words of love and praise to him, pushing them into his heart, showing him the real genuine love I felt for him, would always feel for him. His cock swelled and pressed against me, my hand wrapping around his warmth and slowly stroking him. I felt his hands cup my breasts, his tongue delve into my mouth before he pulled back and gazed into my eyes. They darkened a little, then twinkled with new light as the darkness was slowly worked free from his soul.
His hands cupped my ass and lifted me, impaling me slowly on his cock as our lips met again, our minds caressed each others and the water in the hotsprings began to boil.
 
Emily

Emily woke a second time to the feel of a hot wind rushing across her bare skin; the air tingled where it touched her. It had the feel of the calling Dale had performed in her kitchen, but there was an earthier more sensual tone. She was sure that the energy was generated by magic, but whose remained to be seen.

Coral had not returned and there was no sign of Dale or Beow, so Emily decided to investigate rather than wait to ask them. She left the bath sheet on the lounger, giving no thought to covering her nudity. A sound drew her back inside and to the corridor to the hot springs. The closer she moved toward the bathing pool the more vividly she recalled the bath with Coral. By the time she arrived at the doorway, she was wet with desire.

At she moved into the chamber the sight that met her was like something from a science fiction porn movie. Dale stood magnificently nude and erect while Coral clung to his upper body, her legs wrapped around his waist; their lower bodies fitted together like a lock and key. The most amazing part of the vision was the bright aura of light that surrounded the pair. It was as if light flowed from one to the other in a constant stream.

She must have made some sound because as one, both faces turned in her direction and she was captured in their gaze.
 
Dale O'Bly

Coral's legs wrapped around my waist, her arms around my neck and she rode me, bouncing the length of my full throbbing cock, her power washing into and over me. I grinned, it wasn't just the feeling of power that joined mine, it was the sheer physical bliss of being with a woman, the sensations of her tight lower lips sliding along my shaft so erotically as I supported her firm buttocks with one hand, the other caressing, massaging her breasts as I sucked at them. It had been too long, the scent, the taste and the feel of a woman nearly staggering me as it all washed into my mind, and my body...my own reaction nearly being forced prematurely from it and I fought it back with an effort, my face feeling the rush of blood as it did and then the world within the catacombs stopped spinning and cleared.

I was alive! The raw strength in my body once again being used as it was intended, the blood pumping within sounding much like a great waterfall in my ears as I returned stroke for healing stroke with erotic figure that rode me. Strength returned to me, her healing power caressing my weakened inner, mending the rips within it as she sent wave after wave of sexual bliss over my outer frame, melding both back together and restoring me much to the likes of the man I was four hundred years ago.

I was strong again! The need to conserve the energies so carefully hoarded within me suddenly gone, Coral's own magic bringing me back to full strength and beyond...and with that I could once again reach out to her own aura and return the pleasuring she so selfishly gave me. Throwing my head back, my legs splayed I wrapped one thick arm around her trim waist, pulling her close to me and grinned...the pleasure, the strength, the raw power making my eyes and face glow brightly as I began to thrust faster, moving the tempo of our healing love making up another notch, taking the pace of it over...and pushing it faster, harder...wanting to howl like the animal of the woods I was...and had once again come back to being.

My eyes were locked on Coral's, an inner perception keeping me aware of our surroundings and the figure that approached us...all outer ones focused on the woman supporting herself on me...and the sounds of pleasure that came from within her throat.

Thrust after thrust I drove upwards into her now and she received lustfully, cooing encouragement to me, her eyes aglow with our mixed powers...and something greater...thrust after thrust I moved deep into her with, feeling my manhood bury itself against her womb with each, and feeling our mixed powers expand...moving thru the cool rock and warming even it...thru the water whose surface boiled and sputtered merrily.... thru all the living beings near us and drawing power from their own inner energies, multiplying it and return it tenfold.

And the wave of power that had formed around us rippled as the figure approached us hesitantly...and Coral and I both recognized her in the same moment then encouraged her to come closer....

"Join US Emily" We spoke simultaneously and then laughed, looking at each other with sheer joy and pleasure and I finished for us.

"Come closer Emily, Let us awaken your own power...Show you the dormant strength that lies within you, and then share it with you and help it grow as ours are now"

It was an invitation to join our loving...and much, much more...for with each joining person our pleasure grew, but also the inner powers we each had.... multiplying tenfold our own and theirs, bringing their own colored aura and ours together in a new ring of power again.

I swung my eyes from my Sisters...moving to meet and hold the concerned ones of Emily's, holding them with my inner power and inviting again, my voice husky, throaty with desire...

"Join us Emily, Let your heart and instinct guide your mind...and body now...and let us show you the power and pleasures you possess within you...have always carried"

One thick arm wrapped around my sister...my body still meeting hers thrust for heavenly thrust...I extended my second arm towards Emily, my hand opening, fingers curling open to her in mute invitation...
 
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