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Reward by BKB
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
Reward
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Peace reigned through the forest as the doe came into sight, stepping
out of the brush and walking slowly towards the stream. Her large brown eyes
carefully scanned around, looking for any signs of danger. Overhead the midday
sun shone brightly as the birds in the trees twittered noisily. Far to the
right a pair of rabbits frolicked in the tall grass, leaping about with wild
abandon. Satisfied it was safe, the doe lowered her head and lapped gently at
the calmly flowing stream, drinking deep its chill waters. A gentle breeze
blew, rustling the surrounding brush. Suddenly the doe's head shot up as she
heard a different sound, one which the wind could not be held accountable for.
Her nostrils flared as she sniffed the damp air deeply. She turned quickly
and started to leap just as the broadhead arrow pierced her side, the shaft
burying itself deep into her heart. She stumbled but tried to escape and
another arrow struck her, skewering her throat. Her body crashed to the ground
and her lifeblood poured out around her as she saw the hunter come out of the
brush and walk up to her, grinning proudly. Her large sad eyes fluttered once
then closed permanently.
"Sorry about that, old girl" the man chuckled. "But a man has to eat." He
drew a large knife from his belt and carefully carved his arrows out of the
carcass, cleaning them with a rag and placing them back in his quiver. He
carved a small piece from her exposed heart and ate it, chewing it slowly as
he regarded her. "A pretty enough beast" he observed as he quickly gutted her
with surgical precision.
His name was Barek, currently a rogue thief by trade. Through his lifetime
he had been many things - fighter, hunter, guide, mercenary - but never any
one thing for very long. He was a wanderer at heart, a loner who had convinced
himself long ago that he had no true place to call home nor a need for one.
His credo was to take what - or who - he could when he could. Women were a
hearty meal to be consumed and forgotten, a feast for the senses that had no
purpose outside the confines of the bedchamber. His favourite ploy was to
perform some good deed for a woman and then maneuver his way into her bed. It
was the one thing he truly loved, the thrill of the hunt, be it for deer or
gold or jewels or a woman. The world was his to take as he would.
As he carefully skinned his latest victim, he heard a loud scream from
deeper within the forest. He looked towards the sound, a startled expression
on his face. Quickly his shock turned to a wide smile as he recognized the
voice as female. He shot to his feet and ran through the thick brush, carrying
his bow and quiver as well as his sword. As he ran he laughed "On to the next
reward!"
He reached the edge of a clearing and peered through the underbrush,
spying a lovely lass cowering on the ground in fear. Above her loomed a huge
dragon, laughing triumphantly. "Oh come now, little one!" it roared. "You
should be honoured to be a meal of one such as I! In my belly you shall live
'til the end of time! Your best chance to become immortal and you do not
embrace it?" it mocked her. It threw back its head and laughed again, it's
dagger-toothed maw open wide. It started to descend upon her as she screamed
in terror.
A small *twang* sounded from the brush, quickly followed by another. The
first broadhead pierced the roof of the beast's mouth, boring through its
snout and erupting directly in front of and between its eyes. The second arrow
hit its right eye, burying itself deeply until its tip lay embedded in the
dragon's brain. Roaring in sudden shock, the monster fell backwards, crashing
to the ground heavily. Barek burst from the woods and jumped atop the
creature's heaving belly with sword drawn. He plunged the blade down into its
heart and its steaming crimson blood gushed forth. The dragon bellowed in rage
and agony, thrashing about wildly as it died. Barek leaped to the ground and
roughly grabbed the woman, yelling "Come on!" and pulling her away from the
convulsing behemoth just as its tail hammered the ground where they had just
stood.
Reaching the woods, Barek looked back and smiled wildly as the dragon
slumped to the earth and lay motionless. "Scratch one dragon" he laughed as he
turned to face the woman. She was still crying and trembling badly, her arms
pulled tight in front of her and her hands covering her face. Barek frowned as
he watched her. One of his chief gripes with women was their overly abundant
emotion. He took hold of her hands and pulled them away from her face roughly,
shouting "Enough of that! You're safe now."
He looked at her tear-streaked face and his breath caught as he saw her
beauty. Her long blonde hair flowed over her shoulders like a golden stream.
Dark blue eyes, still tear-bright, seemed to peer right through him,
threatening to melt his stoney heart. Her full pouting lips trembled slightly
as she sniffled "Th...thank you for saving me." She broke down again and
resumed her sobbing, this time lunging forward and throwing her long arms
around him and clinging to him as if her life depended on it. Barek staggered
back a step before steadying himself and wrapping his strong arms around her
slim body. Her full breasts pressed hard into his chest as his hands wandered
downward to grip her tight buttocks. Barek sniffed her perfumed hair and his
heart pounded in his chest as he wondered for the first time exactly who this
goddess was.
Composing herself a bit, she drew away from him quickly and apologized
"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to... I mean, I hardly know you and..."
Barek forced himself out of his lusty stupor and smiled, saying "Do not
worry yourself. You've been through quite an ordeal this day, I gather."
He offered her a cloth from his pouch and she wiped away her tears. Still
watching her intently he asked "Who are you?"
She smiled and offered a hand. "My name is Vichya." He took the hand
gently and pressed a soft kiss into it. Blushing slightly, she asked "And
you?"
"Barek" he said simply. Grinning, he jerked a thumb towards the dragon's
carcass and quipped "Friend of yours?"
She frowned at his jest and shook her head. "I was out here gathering
firewood when that... that thing swooped down and tried to eat me. I've never
been so scared..." she said, her voice becoming shaky again. Barek held her
close and said "It's dead now. No need to worry."
"Thanks to you" she purred, snuggling closer into his chest. He chuckled
and asked "Why did you come so far into the forest for firewood? Dabel is a
good day's hike from here."
"I don't live in Dabel" she replied. "My cottage is just over the hill"
she said, pointing her finger deeper into the woods. "But we've never had
trouble with dragons around here before. Have you killed many in these woods?"
"A few" he lied. In truth he had only killed one before, and that one with
help from several others. Fortunately his bow skills were much greater now
than in his younger days. "You say you live near here?" he asked.
"Yes" she answered.
"I didn't think anyone lived in this area..." he offered.
She backed away a step and smiled. "Because of the rumours?" she asked
with a sly grin.
Barek nodded his head. Since his youth he had heard the stories of these
woods being inhabited by monsters or demons or other even more unpleasant
things.
She laughed and said "The stories are just folklore, but they do keep
people away and I value my privacy." Looking around she added "Evidently the
dragons don't listen to or believe in fairy tales. Would you mind walking me
to my home?" she asked hopefully.
Barek smiled and replied "Of course! Lead on!" She laughed and gripped his
hand, pulling him forward through the forest. "Thought you'd never ask!" he
laughed to himself as he pondered his possible reward.
After a few minutes they reached a weathered wooden cottage. She opened
the door and pulled him inside, saying "Please, stay a while and make yourself
comfortable. Are you hungry?"
"A bit thirsty, perhaps" he replied, scanning the interior of the cottage.
He sat in a large soft chair and rested. She brought him a mug and gave it to
him. "Ale" she said. "Hope you like." She took another mug and sat in a chair
across from him.
"Very cozy place you have" he remarked, sipping his ale. His eyes once
again caressed the lovely maiden before him and he smiled fondly. She saw his
lusty gaze and blushed deeply. "I suppose you would like a reward for saving
me?" she asked shyly.
He frowned slightly and answered "Not I! It was my great pleasure to help
you." His mind smiled as he recalled all the other times he had used that line
and the erotic adventures that usually followed. "What simple creatures women
are to be so quickly fooled" he thought.
Vichya smiled and stood up. Walking towards him, she asked coyly "You
wouldn't be one of those demons that the villagers talk about, would you?"
"No more than you would be" he replied, suddenly captivated by her
seductive tone and saunter towards him.
She laughed again and knelt on the floor in front of him. "Good" she
whispered, "because I heard it's bad luck to do this to a demon." In a flash
she pulled down his leather trousers and massaged his rapidly-hardening cock.
He gasped in sudden shock as she quickly stroked him to full erection. "By the
gods!" he mused. "This was easier than I thought!" He leaned back and watched
her perform her magic.
She handled his cock almost reverantly, carefully running her slim fingers
down its length until they tickled his balls. Without warning she dipped her
head forward and swiped at his cockhead with her pink tongue. He gasped loudly
and thrust his hips upward, plunging the first few inches of his prick into
her mouth. She held him still and lowered her mouth down around him until he
was probing her hot throat. Moaning in pleasure he watched as she bobbed her
head rapidly upon his straining meat, licking and sucking him with all her
might. She pulled off her tunic, revealing her ample breasts and pressing them
into his hairy legs as she sucked him. Her erect nipples blazed trails up and
down his thighs as he felt a familiar tingle race through his balls. Grunting
low, he bucked his hips upwards as the spasms shot through him. She buried her
nose into his pubic hair and throated him as she swallowed his hot seed with
ease. Again and again his prick shot into her throat, coating it with a thick
layer of sperm. Purring like a content kitten, she licked his tool carefully
as it slipped out of her mouth. Looking deep into his eyes, she asked "How was
that?"
Barek smiled weakly and replied "Very nice!"
"I'm glad" she cooed. Stroking his flaccid shaft, she asked "Mind if I
have some more?"
Startled at first, he gawked at her. Slowly his face broke into a huge
smile and he replied "Of course! Take as much as you wish!" She giggled "I
think I will!" and stood up, grasping his hand and pulling him up off his
chair to the bed. He complied and stood with her at the foot of the bed as she
quickly stripped both of them. "Are you always this friendly?" he chuckled.
"I don't get many visitors" she explained. "So when I do I try to make
them feel welcome. And since you saved my life, I think you deserve something
*special*..."
He laughed again as she dropped to her knees and started licking his cock
again. For the briefest moment a suspicion crossed his mind. "Why would this
woman be so completely servile and open to my wishes?" He shook his head and
chuckled lightly as he thought "Well, she did have quite a scare from that
dragon and who am I to turn away such a thankful nymph! Besides, I can handle
myself if she *is* up to something!" he grinned as he looked down at her
nibbling at the tip of his once-again erect member. She winked at him as he
stared at her then she stood and eased him onto the bed. He stretched out and
watched as she straddled him and moved upwards until her dripping snatch was
over his chest. He glanced at her questioningly and she laughed, lowering
herself and rubbing her steaming pussy over his chest and nipples. He moaned
softly as her wetness covered him. Slowly she ran her slit over him in large
sweeping patterns with almost practiced ease. He laughed and asked "Writing
your name on me?"
"Mmm-hmm" she answered with a sly grin. "Claiming you as my own" she
laughed as she lowered her hungry gash to rest over his throbbing cock. She
eased back and took him inside her slowly, savoring the feel of him. He thrust
up into her, burying himself to the hilt and she squealed in sudden pleasure.
She started driving herself onto him with hard, almost maniacal strokes as he
reached up and started to roughly fondle her bouncing breasts. He pinched her
nipples and she wailed aloud with an enormous orgasm. Her eyes rolled back,
showing only whites and Barek grinned wildly as he watched her climax. After
several moments, however, he became concerned when her eyes did not descend
again. She increased the tempo and the force of her thrusts until she was
almost smashing herself onto him. He called up to her "Hey! Are you alright?"
Without stopping her crazed pounding she looked down at him with her milk-
white eyes and smiled wide, her teeth now sharp and jagged. His arms and legs
were suddenly yanked by an invisible force to the bedposts and secured. He
struggled wildly under her brutal hammer-like strokes as he felt the center of
the bed fall away from him. He turned his head to look behind him and to his
horror he saw he was suspended over a deep lava-filled crevice, the flames
leaping up to caress his bare back and arse. He turned his head back then
screamed as he saw his transformed lover.
Her blonde hair had turned flame-red and flailed about her like a fiery
halo. Her smooth skin had become scaly and a sickly blue-green. Her eyes
glowed with an evil radiance and she cackled in glee. "What's wrong, my love?"
she said in a deep horrific voice. Her forked tongue snaked out and licked his
nipple as his body stiffened in fear. "B...but why?" he forced himself to ask.
The demoness laughed again, the loud booming sound shaking the rafters of
the small cottage. "You little fool!" she screamed. "You have no idea the
things that roam this world! You believed all of it - the deer, the wealth,
the women - all were there for your taking! Now prepare to pay for your
ignorance!" Her steaming cunt clasped around him tightly, drawing his seed out
of him with incredible force. His entire being was brutally withdrawn through
his raging prick, leaving a hollow shell which shriveled and fell down into
the fiery pit below. She watched him fall and laughed again as she saw his
tortured soul dancing in the flames, along with those of her previous victims.
A clap of thunder pealed through the cottage and everything was instantly
restored. The bed was once again made neatly and she smiled as she looked at
herself in a small mirror, combing through her long blonde hair.
Walking through the door she was greeted by the dragon who had terrorized
her earlier. It shrank quickly and changed into a bewitching brunette who
embraced Vichya warmly and pressed a loving kiss to her lips. "So how was he?"
she asked with a small giggle.
"A little better than most" Vichya smirked. "A tasty enough diversion."
"Well now it's my turn!" the brunette exclaimed.
Vichya nodded and bowed her head, changing quickly into an enormous
hobgoblin. The brunette looked up and whistled appraisingly. "Verrry nice,
Vich!" she commented. Turning and walking into the forest together, the
transformed Vichya laughed "On to the next reward!"
FIN
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"Reward"
Reward is copyright © 1995 BKB. This story may be freely distributed by
electronic media; hardcopies are limited to single printings for personal
use.
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