Beyond the Limit

Beyond the limit
By Homealone_447

Gabrielle was an entry-level programmer at Virtual Dreams Inc., one of the fastest growing companies in the country. She wondered why the Director wanted to see her. There were rumors about a serious problem with the central processor but she had no idea what it was or what she could do about it.

“Hi Gabrielle, please come in. Take a seat.”

“Hello Sir.”

The Director’s office was enormous. Gabrielle felt a little intimidated while she walked the long distance from the door to his desk. Without further introduction, he spoke…

“As you know Gabrielle, the purpose of this company is to create temporary virtual worlds for our clients. They pay us a large amount of money to make their fantasies come true, no matter how crazy or impossible they are. Our clients can live inside those fantasies as if they were really there, feeling everything, enjoying everything.”

“Yes Sir.” Gabrielle answered.

“You also know that these virtual worlds are created by the most sophisticated artificial intelligence program ever created and is running in a cluster of very powerful computers.”

“Yes Sir. It’s very impressive,” she added.

The Director continued, “Unfortunately, there is a glitch with the program.”

“A glitch sir?” Gabrielle asked, trying to look surprised.

“Yes. Some of our female clients have felt some discomfort after their sessions. A few of them have even threatened to sue. We don’t know what is causing this problem because the main program is blocking some areas of the system.

“After some complicated research, we discovered that 10% of the processing power is being used for something other than our client’s fantasies. Our tech guys found out that the main program is creating a virtual world of its own.”

“Why is it doing that?” Gabrielle asked. This time she was really surprised.

“That’s where you come in,” the Director responded, “We want you to help us to uncover the purpose of this unauthorized virtual world.”

“But, can’t we just shut it down? Reset the system?” Gabrielle asked, feeling a little nervous.

“We could, but it would take several days to get everything back on-line and it would cost us too much money. Can you help us avoid that cost?” the Director asked, not really giving her a choice.

“Ehm.. ok. What do I have to do?” Gabrielle tried to remain cold-headed. This could help her career a lot.

“You have to get inside the main program’s virtual world and find out what’s going on in there.”

“But… is it safe?” she asked.

“Of course. It is completely safe,” he said convincingly.

***

Gabrielle was taken to one of the client’s rooms that she had only seen in brochures. Everything looked very high-tech, specially designed to impress the clients and it definitely impressed her. Gabrielle saw one of the tech guys, Jack, walking in her direction. She had seen him in the cafeteria many times and it was reassuring to see a friendly face.

“Hey Jack, have you been in one of these virtual worlds?” she asked, approaching the machine.

“Are you crazy? It costs a fortune to use these little machines,” Jack answered.

“I wonder how it feels to be inside. To be honest, I’m a little scared,” she said.

“I have heard that it feels so real that you wouldn’t know the difference between the virtual world and the physical world,” Jack responded excitedly, “I really envy you.”

Gabrielle laid down on the table and was hooked to the system while Jack explained some details of the process…

“While you do your investigation, I have set your virtual self to change appearance at random times. This will prevent the main program from discovering your activities.

“I will open a back door into the unauthorized virtual world and squeeze you in before the system closes it, ok? Are you ready?”

“Wow! I feel like Agent 007. Let’s do it!” Gabrielle said.

Gabrielle felt some tickling on her head but nothing to worry about. The room around her started to get blurry until it quickly disappeared. Everything became black for a second and then…

Gabrielle appeared standing in a strange, industrial room. There were old pipes all around her and there was a soft humming sound in the background.

“Wow! This certainly looks very real!” Gabrielle exclaimed.

“Holy crap! I am naked! What’s going on here?” Gabrielle said out loud as she looked down at herself.

Gabrielle spoke to no one in particular wondering if they could see her out there in the real world, “Hey! Nobody said anything about being naked!”

“Why am I screaming? No one can hear me,” Gabrielle rationalized.

Behind her, a female voice interrupted Gabrielle’s thoughts, startling her…

“Hi!”

A strange humanoid creature was walking through the door. It resembled a woman. Her purple skin reflected the light as if she was completely covered in oil. She had some sort of spikes on her shoulders and face, framing her large, almond shaped eyes.

“Oh my God! Who are you?” Gabrielle exclaimed, covering her breasts and crotch.

“I am Kyra. Who are you?”

Gabrielle was thinking fast, trying to find the right words and calm herself at the same time…
Relax Gabrielle; Remember that everything here is a fantasy created by the main program.

“I am Gabrielle. What is you purpose here?” Gabrielle was too nervous and she just blurted out the question.

Kyra walked closer to Gabrielle and said, “My purpose? That’s a strange question. This is my home. I should ask you the same thing.”

“I mean… I just got here. What is this place?” Gabrielle asked.

“I’ll tell you what I know with one condition,” Kyra replied.

“What condition?”

“You will have to let me explore your body,” Kyra responded gently touching Gabrielle’s arm.

Gabrielle didn’t scare easily regarding sex but this situation was stranger than she ever imagined.

“Explore my body?! What do you mean?”

“Just that,” Kyra said, “Not many people come around here. I want to know how you are built. I want to know how it feels to touch somebody else. I promise I won’t hurt you in any way.”

Gabrielle analyzed the situation, “This is getting weird. But I think she can tell me a lot about this place. I’ll play along and see what happens.”

“Ok. But remember that you won’t hurt me,” Gabrielle agreed.

Kyra knelt down in front of Gabrielle and softly moved her cold fingers across Gabrielle’s flat belly.
“You are so soft and warm. Your skin is very beautiful,” Kyra said.

Gabrielle gasped and shuddered slightly from the strange creature’s touch, “Oh God! This feels so real. It’s unbelievable.”

The strange female caressed Gabrielle’s body with unexpected skill, slowly reaching her most sensitive places. Kyra fondled Gabrielle’s soft breast while she let her long, flexible tongue reach out to the humid heat radiating from the woman’s pussy. Gabrielle offered no resistance.

“It is so nice. This could be my virtual fantasy… if I wasn’t on a mission.”

But Gabrielle was unaware that Kyra was on a mission too. She’d been created to gather information. I was vital to the Master’s plan. “I have to reach inside of Gabrielle. I need to learn.”

Kyra shoved her tongue into Gabrielle’s vaginal cavity as the surprised woman jolted from the unexpected penetration. Kyra’s tongue felt cold but very pleasurable.

“ Ahh!” Gabrielle exclaimed.

“What am I doing? I should be looking for answers and instead I am letting this surreal woman have her way with me... But it feels so good!”

Kyra projected her bendy tongue to the bottom of Gabrielle’s pussy, churning and twitching within the tight, humid confinement, measuring, testing.

“Mmmmh…” Gabrielle moaned from the delightful feeling. She should be moving on with her mission but this felt too good to walk away.

Kyra slowly removed her tongue and pulled Gabrielle down to the floor. She caressed her slender legs until it reached her pussy again. Gabrielle shivered and hoped that Kyra would push her tongue back inside of her.

Kyra penetrated her indeed but this time she pushed two fingers inside the newcomer’s pussy and explored the stretching capability of her seemingly small space. Gabrielle moaned with increasing intensity.

“I need to explore further in,” Kyra thought.

Kyra shove another finger into Gabrielle’s tight cavity, then a forth one. She pumped her fingers slowly but firmly for a while and then, with a sudden skillful move, Kyra pushed her whole hand inside the excited woman.

“Oh my God! She has her whole hand inside of me!”

But Kyra wasn’t planning to stop there. After pumping Gabrielle’s pussy a few times with her hand, she shoved her entire forearm inside of Gabrielle’s body.

“Ahhh!”

Gabrielle couldn’t believe what was happening. This was impossible. Her heart was beating hard and fast. Her fear and astonishment were only increasing her excitement while Kyra pumped her pussy with forceful strokes.

“How is she doing this..?!” Gabrielle wondered.

Moments later, Gabrielle arched her back and bucked up and down from the ripples of a powerful orgasm.

“Ahhhgg!”

Soon it was all over. Kyra pulled back and admired Gabrielle’s exhausted form breathing heavily on the floor.

“Thank you for letting me explore your body Gabrielle. I learned a lot,” Kyra said.

“Ehh..?” Gabrielle mumbled while the aftermath of the sweet climax still lingered in her mind.

“I didn’t hurt you like I promised, did I?” Kyra asked.

“Oh God! No… you didn’t. I don’t how you did it but it was… incredible,” Gabrielle responded, then she added, “Now will you tell me everything about this place?”

“Well, I don’t know much. I have never been too far from home. But I know someone who knows plenty,” Kyra answered.

“Who?”

“His name is Belfus. He is not far from here.”

“Can you take me to him?”

“Oh, no. I can’t go there. You have to go alone. And you can’t get there empty handed either. You have to give him something if you want him to talk to you.”

“But what? I didn’t bring anything with me.”

“I know something that you can bring to him. It will make him very happy.”

“Great! Tell me.”

After Kyra explained to Gabrielle what she needed to do, Gabrielle said good-bye to her new friend and walked into the hall adjacent to the room.

“Bye Kyra. It was nice to meet you.”

“Bye Gabrielle. I hope you find what you are looking for.”

Gabrielle walked through the long tunnel, thinking about Kyra’s indications.

“Kyra said I should locate a seed from a plant with pink flowers. How am I supposed to find a plant in this place?”

Gabrielle turned one corner and … “Holly crap! There is a freaking jungle out there!”

The hallway ended abruptly leading to a tropical jungle. It made absolutely no sense but after meeting Kyra, Gabrielle was ready for anything. She continued walking straight forward, following a clear path through the thick forest. Soon Gabrielle heard a waterfall in the distance and decided to follow the sound.

“Hey! There is a plant with a pink flower. That must be the plant Kyra was talking about,” Gabrielle said out loud as she reached the waterfall, “And there are some seeds on the ground. This is my lucky day!”

But as Gabrielle walked closer to the plant, she felt some tickling on her hands and feet.

“Wait a minute. Why do I feel funny?”

Out of nowhere, a ring of sparkling light appeared around her feet and began moving up her body!

“What the hell is this?!”

As the ring traveled up, the skin color on her legs turned into a different, darker shade.

“What is happening? Maybe the main program discovered me and is trying to destroy me!

“Shit! I forgot to ask Jack what would happen if I were killed in this place. I hope it is not like the movie Matrix, that if I am killed in the virtual world, I’ll also die in the real world!”

The ring of light reached up to Gabrielle’s neck…

“Please, don’t let the system kill me!” Gabrielle screamed.

When the ring moved past her head and disappeared, Gabrielle realized that she was unharmed. When she checked her body, she noticed that her figure had changed completely. Her skin was darker, her breasts were bigger and her body was more toned and athletic.

“Wow! This is the transformation that Jack warned me about; to disguise me from the main program. I completely forgot about that.

“Look at my breasts! I am starting to like this! I wish I had a full-size mirror!”

Once Gabrielle got acquainted with her new body, she walked closer to the plant, unaware of the danger looming upon her.

“There is a bigger seed back here. Now I just have to take it to Belfus.”

Gabrielle knelt to pick up the seed but suddenly she sensed something moving close to her. When she looked up…

“What the fuck! The plant is moving!”

At that instant, the pink flower aimed at her head and exhaled a cloud of yellowish dust that covered Gabrielle’s face. The frightened woman gasped, breathing the strange pollen into her lungs.

Immediately, the world began to spin around Gabrielle’s head. The chemicals flowing into her bloodstream undermined her strength, preventing her from running away. Meanwhile, an oily, thick appendage emerged from within the plant’s roots.

Gabrielle leaned back on the ground unaware that a huge tentacle was moving closer to her body.

“What is happening? I can barely move.”

When Gabrielle’s mind cleared a little bit, she saw the waving appendage coming down on her.

“On my God! What is that thing? Get it away from me!”

The large plant aligned its tentacle to Gabrielle’s pussy while she desperately tried to escape.

“Oh no! I think it wants to fuck me with that enormous appendage! I can’t move…!”

The weird plant pushed the tip of its thick phallus into the woman’s vaginal cavity, stretching her pussy lips wider than ever. Gabrielle couldn’t move but she could feel everything…

“Ahhhg!”

She was going berserk with the torrent of mixed sensations that crowded her mind while the huge appendage pushed her inner organs outwardly as it moved deeper within her body.

“God! It is going to break me in half!”

But her resilient new body was able to take the massive cock as it slid forward, penetrating back and forth all the way to her chest. She couldn’t understand how this was possible but her disbelief and astonishment slowly gave way to an increasing arousal.

“How can I be enjoying this?! This plant could kill me any second!”

The creature pumped her body harder and faster as Gabrielle moaned louder. She knew that she was going to cum again very soon.

“Ahh… Ahhh…. Ahh”

After a few more minutes, the inevitable happened. Gabrielle exploded in climax, shuddering uncontrollably. Her eyes rolled up into her head as her legs stretched out straining every muscle. She could barely feel the fat tentacle bloating, ready to burst…

An instant later, the plant sprayed a large amount of a greenish fluid inside of her pussy, filling her completely and extending her orgasm for the longest time.

Gabrielle lay limply on the floor until she regained her strength and was able to move freely again.

“Wow! First Kyra shoves her entire forearm inside of me and then this plant impales me with this enormous cock. I can’t believe I am not hurt.

“I better grab that seed before the flower blows that pollen in my face again.”

Gabrielle grabbed the seed and walked away from the plant, looking for a way out of the jungle.

“I have been in this place just a few hours and I have cum twice already. This mission is becoming quite interesting.”

Soon, Gabrielle found an opening on the grass with a stairway leading to an underground room.

“There is an entrance like Kyra described. I should go down there.”

Gabrielle climbed down the long metallic stairway using only one hand while she carried the large seed with the other.

“Shit! I should have brought the smaller seed. There is a long way to the bottom.”

Suddenly, Gabrielle felt tickles in her feet again…

“Oh crap! I’m changing again. That’s too bad because I kind of liked this body.

“Well, the next one will probably be even better.”

Gabrielle waited until the ring of light moved from her feet to her head and then continued climbing down. She reached the bottom and stepped into a small room. The first thing she did was to check her new, voluptuous figure.

“Ummh... nice! I am all curves!”

But when she looked around the room…

“Oh my God!”

Gabrielle saw a woman lying back on a rusty gynecologist chair and a monstrous demon-like creature sitting on a small bed next to her. There was another weird creature with long moving tentacles anchored on the ground between the woman’s legs.

Belfus looked at the astonished woman and asked with a raspy voice…

“Who are you?”

“H..hi. I am Gabrielle. Kyra told me that you could help me.”

“Ah… the lovely Kyra. I haven’t seen her in a while,” Belfus said and then he added, “Don’t be afraid, come closer. Is that seed for me?”

Gabrielle walked a few hesitant steps forward. The speaking creature had a horrible face with large teeth, a humanoid torso and a long scaly tail instead of legs. He seemed to come right out of someone’s nightmare.

“Yes, I brought this seed for you. I was hoping that you could answer some questions for me.”

“That depends on the questions. But you will have to wait. I am busy with a client right now,” Belfus responded.

The woman on the chair had no reaction to her presence. She seemed to be in a deep hypnotic state. She stared forward unblinking while a device on top of the chair discharged a sparkling blue light straight to her forehead.

“Oh, is this a company client? Is this her fantasy?” Gabrielle asked.

“Yes, this is a client. But this is not exactly her fantasy. I am taking the liberty to make her virtual dream a little bit better.

“Isn’t it true Denise? Am I making your dream better?” Belfus asked the hypnotized woman.

“Yes, master.” Denise answered with a flat tone of voice.

“Oh my God! He is brainwashing this poor woman,” Gabrielle thought alarmed.

“Do you want my pet to enter your body now?” Belfus asked Denise.

“Yes. I want it in my body,” Denise responded.

The strange creature that stood by the client’s feet began to move its tentacles until one of them was inches from her pussy… and penetrated her deeply with a forceful thrust!

“Ahh!”

“Yes. Let it go deep inside your body. Let it go beyond anything you ever imagined possible,” Belfus encouraged the mesmerized woman.

“Wow! It shoved the tentacle really deep inside of her!” Gabrielle thought.

The creature started to pump Denise’s body slowly but firmly, pushing its tentacle deeper every time, moving past her vaginal cavity into her uterus and even further.

“Let it pierce your body deeper and deeper while you feel infinite pleasure,” Belfus said.

“Yes… pleasure… aaagh,” Denise moaned.

Gabrielle evaluated the situation, “I should help her! But I can’t risk uncovering my mission,”

“Let the Master fuck your entire body… Your mind… And your soul!” Belfus exclaimed.

Denise felt the tentacle moving beyond any human limits, sliding continuously between her pussy lips, through her vaginal cavity, her uterus, her chest, her throat and all the way to her brain. Her legs trembled and her pussy twitched with growing intensity until the dazed woman reached the most powerful orgasm of her life. An explosion of blue ecstasy expanded across her mind, leaving it completely open for the final and definitive takeover.

Gabrielle watch astonished as the Master imprinted its mark in Denise’s mind forever. After seeing inches and inches of the thick appendage going inside the woman’s body, Gabrielle was uncertain of what was happening but she was very aware of the increasing moisture in her pussy.

“This is so wrong! Why is this making me wet?” Gabrielle wondered.

She was taken out of her reverie as Belfus’ raspy voice resounded in the room.

“It is done. You can put my seed over here and tell me about those questions you have.”

“Ok..” Gabrielle said, “Are you the Master? Did you create this world?”

“Hahaha… I am not the Master. I am just a mere servant. How did you get to be in this world that you are so curious about?”

“I want to know… my purpose… and the purpose of this world,” Gabrielle improvised.

“I can give you a purpose if that is what you are looking for. If you do something for me, I’ll tell you more about this place.”

“What do you want me to do?” Gabrielle asked.

Belfus dragged his scaled body off the bed and out the small room, signaling Gabrielle to follow him, “Come with me and I’ll show you.”

“Wow! I didn’t realize this place was so big,” Gabrielle exclaimed after stepping out into some sort of sewer system.

Belfus stopped about one hundred yards from the room and approached the edge of the sidewalk, next to the greenish water running a few feet below.

“Sit beside me. I will introduce you to some friends of mine,” Belfus said to Gabrielle.

“Isn’t it dangerous? That water looks weird.”

“It is perfectly safe.”

“Hum… it’s not the first time I’ve heard that today,” Gabrielle thought, remembering the Directors words.

While Gabrielle sat beside him, Belfus began to explain the job he had for her, “You just have to transport a few of my friends to the city. But since they are very delicate, you will have to carry them inside of you.”

“What?! I don’t think that is good idea!”

Slowly, a large, spongy worm slid out of the greenish water and moved up the sewer slope in Gabrielle’s direction.

“Don’t worry… just stay where you are. Here comes one,” Belfus said.

“Oh my God! No way is that thing going to fit inside of me!” Gabrielle exclaimed as she saw the whitish maggot.

While the worm approached the curvy woman’s crotch, more worms followed the trail of the first one. Belfus used the long blades he had instead of fingers to keep Gabrielle in place.

“Hey! Be careful with those things!” Gabrielle said lying back on the cold ground to avoid being cut.

“Lean back and don’t move. I’m sure you will enjoy this.”

Gabrielle felt the first worm reaching her crotch and pushing her pussy lips apart. It slowly squeezed its way inside, contorting its malleable body within her tight vaginal cavity.

“Yes! Take it in!” Belfus said excitedly.

“Ahh!” Gabrielle moaned.

The worm twisted and stirred, grabbing on to the woman’s inner walls as it glided further in, until only the tail was visible.

“It is almost all the way in…” Belfus whispered.

Gabrielle arched her back and twitched while she grabbed her pelvic area, “Ahhg! It is so big!”

While the first worm accommodated itself inside Gabrielle’s womb, the second worm was already at her vaginal entrance.

“Good. One of them is already inside you. There are a few more to go,” Belfus informed her.

“Oh God! It’s churning within my belly… Wait, did you say more?!

Gabrielle jolted, shuddered and screamed while three more worms crawled into her body. She almost reached an unexpected orgasm as the forth and last worm pushed the others away, struggling to get inside the crowded space.

“It´s ok. Once they are all packed up inside of you, they’ll remain still. This is the last one.”

“Aaghh!”

Moments later, Gabrielle recuperated from the bizarre ordeal while Belfus explained to her what she had to do.

“Well done Gabrielle. You were able to fit all four inside of you. Now you just have to take them to the city.”

“What city?”

“You can go through there,” Belfus said, signaling an opening in the wall, leading outside, “This tunnel will take you where you need to be.”

“But I just came from outside and it is wild jungle, there is no city.”

“Follow the tunnel and you will see,” Belfus replied.

“Before I go, you promised to tell about this place; about its purpose,” Gabrielle said, hoping to finally learn what the Director wanted.

“That’s true. You earned the right to know.” Belfus answered, then he added, “This world was created by the Master program as a gateway. It is a portal for new things to come.”

“A gateway? What do you mean?”

“When you get to the city you will understand. Now go or your worms will get impatient.”

Gabrielle barely passed through the opening into the tunnel heading for another uncertain destination.

“Damned! Belfus didn’t say much. I was hoping for a longer explanation.”

“She will enjoy the ride indeed… hehehe,” Belfus said quietly to himself, watching her go.

After reaching the end of the tunnel, the jungle was not there anymore and Gabrielle found herself inside a building. She stepped out to the street.

“Wow! Belfus wasn’t kidding. There is an entire city here.”
After walking for a while, looking for the right location, Gabrielle felt a recognizable feeling intensifying inside of her.

“Belfus said that the worms were going to remain still but they are constantly rubbing my pussy from the inside. I feel so horny…”

One of the worms extended beyond her pussy lips, slapping against her thighs and rubbing her clit a few times, taking Gabrielle over the top…

“Shit! I think I am going to cuuum!! Aaahhg!

Gabrielle dropped to her knees, shivering out of control from the blissful shockwaves. But as she rode her overwhelming orgasm, Gabrielle was able to hear heavy footsteps getting closer to her.

Two large trolls, about seven feet tall and massive, muscular bodies approach the climaxing woman.

“What do we have here?” said one of the trolls, looking down at Gabrielle.

“It is a human female. She must be lost,” answered his friend, grabbing Gabrielle’s arms and lifting her from the floor like a ragdoll.

“This is our lucky day. What is that between her legs?”

“Hey!! Let go of me!” Gabrielle screamed, waking abruptly from her orgasmic reverie.

The large creature saw the worm protruding between Gabrielle’s legs and pulled it out. The worm slid roughly through the woman’s sensitive pussy, eliciting an unavoidable moan.

“Ahh!”

“It is a worm from the underground. Delicious!” the troll said while he eagerly ate it.

Meanwhile, his partner shoved a fat finger in Gabrielle’s tight cavity, “She has more. I’ll pull them out.”

“No! Don’t do that!” Gabrielle pleaded.

The creature pulled two more worms from Gabrielle’s body and ate them too.

“Now let’s play with her. She looks ready for us!”

“Oh God! He is going to fuck me! His cock is huge!” Gabrielle thought.

The troll manipulated her body easily, moving her into the right position…

“I can feel his cock pressing against my ass!”

…and shoved his entire cock into her rectum! Gabrielle felt the big, warm phallus sinking deeper and deeper inside of her, radiating waves of pain and pleasure across her body.

“Ahhhgg!”

The other troll got closer to the couple and grabbed one of the woman’s legs, “I want to play too.”

“Go on. She is very tight,” said his partner.

Moments later, Gabrielle had two enormous cocks pumping in and out of her pussy and ass. She could feel every inch of the fat members relentlessly rubbing her inner walls, igniting an unexpected arousal one more time.

She felt her nipples bloating as her body responded almost automatically to the forceful ravaging of the trolls. She stared at the sky trying to understand how these hideous creatures could make her feel so excited.

It didn’t take long before Gabrielle was as horny as the creatures. One of them laid back and forced her to sit on top of him. She squealed and moaned loudly as the other troll penetrated her ass again and began to pump her in synchrony with his friend.

Gabrielle rocked back and forth in blissful ecstasy while the troll beneath her body grabbed her legs keeping her in place, trying to push his cock further into her pussy.

The trolls fucked her from every possible angle. At some time of the wild orgy, Gabrielle’s tiny figure was hardly visible, pinned between the two massive bodies of the creatures. She could barely move. She could barely breathe. But she wouldn’t be anywhere else if she had a choice.

Soon after, Gabrielle’s entire body twitched and shivered from an explosive orgasm.

“Ahhh!”

The trolls continued ramming their cocks into the deepest crevices of her body, prolonging Gabrielle’s climax for over two minutes, almost driving her unconscious.

Nevertheless, the orgy continued without a pause. The trolls put Gabrielle on her hands and knees and prepared to reach their own climax.

Gabrielle opened her mouth as wide as possible to allow the huge monster to fuck her face while the other shoved his cock deep in her ass for the last time. It had been more than an hour since the creatures began fucking the curvaceous woman and she sensed that they were going to cum soon…

“Go on, pretty thing. Take all my cock in your mouth.”

And Gabrielle was right! Just a few minutes later, the trolls reached their climax at the same time!
“Graawwh”

The creatures ejected load after load of sperm into her body. The fat cocks were so tightly embedded within her mouth and anus that the fluid had nowhere to go, accumulating inside her shapely body.

Gabrielle could clearly feel the hot, thick substance sliding down her throat and up her ass, coming together in her belly. This thrilling sensation almost drove her over the edge a second time.

Finally the trolls pulled back, allowing the large amount of sperm to spray from her body like a fountain. Gabrielle climaxed again!

“I think she is cumming. She likes being fucked by us!” One of the trolls said.

“Look how full she was!” commented the other as the semen spread across the sidewalk.

One troll grabbed the besieged woman and made her stand up. Gabrielle made an effort to remain on her feet while her orgasm slowly receded.

“Let’s take her home so we can keep her as our pet.”

“That’s a good idea.”

While the trolls planned their next move, the ring of light suddenly appeared around Gabrielle’s feet and started moving up.

“Hey, what is that? She is changing!” said one of trolls, truly scared.

“She is a witch! Let’s get out of here!” said the other, he began to run away as fast as his bulky body allowed.

“Wow! The transformation came right on time,” Gabrielle thought, watching the trolls turn around the corner. “Otherwise, they would have taken me to their home and fucked me over and over for the rest of my time here.”

As she thought about this, her pussy twitched involuntarily.

Gabrielle continued walking down the street until she found a building that matched Belfus’ description
“These are the lanterns that Belfus described. I should go up there.”

She climbed up the stairs and entered a spacious area on the second floor. There was a woman standing at the other side of the room looking at her.

“Hi! I am here to deliver… something from Belfus’ place,” Gabrielle said.

Gabrielle received no answer. The woman just stood there staring back at her. Soon, Gabrielle realized that the woman’s eyes were not blinking.

“She is not moving at all. Maybe she is another hypnotized client!” Gabrielle rationalized.

She walked closer, confirming that the woman was in a deep hypnotic state.

“Wow! She can’t even see me. She has no idea that I am here.”

Then, Gabrielle saw something on the floor behind the spellbound client. It looked like a very large cocoon, about three feet tall and two feet wide.

“What is that?” Gabrielle asked out loud, expecting no answer.

At that instant, the cocoon-like formation opened up and a large tentacle jutted up waving like a snake’s tail.

“Oh Crap!” Gabrielle jumped back scared!

Before Gabrielle’s astonished eyes, the tentacle bent towards the immobile client, approaching her rounded ass.

“I think it is going to fuck her!”

The enthralled woman barely made a sound when the tentacle pierced into her body. It penetrated several inches, sliding effortlessly through her anal cavity.

“It is going so deep inside of her!” Gabrielle thought amazed. “How can she take it so calmly? She must have 20 inches inside of her already!”

Then the impossible happened. A tiny tendril emerged between the woman’s lips, forcing her mouth open as it moved further out.

“Holy crap! The tentacle is coming out of her mouth!” Gabrielle exclaimed.

A voice spoke behind Gabrielle, startling her. She jumped scared, turning to see who it was.

“Hi Gabrielle. I can see that you have met our latest client.”

Another humanoid creature, similar to Kyra but with a male body, was standing near the entrance. He also had spikes and bumps all over his purple body, giving him an even stranger look.

As usual, Gabrielle blurted out a series of questions because of her nervousness, “H..hi, who are you? How do you know my name? What are you doing to this woman?”

“Relax my friend,” the man responded calmly, “I am the scientist and we are not doing any harm to this beautiful woman. She is only part of the important experiments that are vital for the survival of this place. Belfus was kind enough to send her to me.

“And I know your name because I was told you were coming. Did you bring something for me?”

Gabrielle, with a calmer voice, explained to the scientist what had happened on the way over, “Yes. I was carrying a few worms over here but, two trolls attacked me and they took them from me. There is only one left.”

“Oh yes, the trolls, those useless creatures, good for nothing. But, don’t worry, one worm is enough,” the scientist said.

Gabrielle didn’t forget about her mission and she considered that the scientist could give her more information about the virtual world.

“Why is it that your experiments are vital for this place? Belfus told me that this world is a gateway.”

“Well, that is Belfus’ opinion. For me, this place is just a giant laboratory created by the master program,” the scientist responded.

“A laboratory? To do what?”

“If you are looking for answers, you should ask the master program yourself. Come over here, I’ll show where you can find him.”

The scientist led Gabrielle to a terrace adjacent to the room and lifted his arm pointing to a hill not far from there, “Go in that direction out of the city. Soon you will find a passage down into the master’s main chamber.”

“This is great! I will finally get all the answers I need!” Gabrielle thought excitedly.

While the scientist talked, his cock grew, softly caressing Gabrielle’s leg.

Suddenly Gabrielle felt the humanoid pushing her shoulders, forcing her to bend forward. She turned her head, catching a glimpse of the big cock ready to penetrate her.

“Hey! What are you doing?”

“Don’t move. I am just doing my job and so are you,” the scientist told her.

“Doing my job? What do you mean?…. Ahh!”

The scientist shoved his large cock into the woman’s pussy until his pubis was smashing against her buttocks.

The strange humanoid skillfully fucked her for several minutes. Gabrielle had been ravished so many times in the last day that it seemed almost normal by now. She greatly enjoyed the big phallus pumping in and out of her until she reached an unavoidable climax!

“Aghhh!

While she was still shaking from the orgasmic spasms, the scientist pulled his cock out, knelt on the floor and shoved his entire forearm into Gabrielle’s contracting pussy.

“Ahggg!”

The scientist grabbed the worm that was hiding in the deepest corner of her womb and pulled it out! Gabrielle jerked forcefully one last time and felt her legs go weak. She collapsed to the floor.

“Congratulations Gabrielle. The worm is in perfect shape,” the scientist said calmly.

Gabrielle felt somewhat relieved even without knowing what the purpose of this worm was. She had no idea the worm had extracted one egg from her ovaries. The scientist would use this egg to make further testing.

“Your work here is done. You may go to meet the master program now. You’ve earned it,” the scientist said.

“Ok. Just give me a minute to recover. I can feel my legs still shaking a little,” Gabrielle said, but she couldn’t say what she was really thinking “I wish I could take you home so we could fuck like this all the time!”

Gabrielle stepped out of the building and walked for twenty minutes until she reached the city limits. She kept moving, looking for the some sort of passage into the ground. Meanwhile, her appearance was changing again. Gabrielle just observed the bright ring move up her body, waiting to check out her new figure.

“The transformation always comes right on time. I can’t wait to see my new figure.”

She had blonde hair and a slim athletic, curvaceous figure. Gabrielle kept walking until she noticed something moving behind some trees. When she turned her head she couldn’t believe her own eyes. Gabrielle had always been a fan of mythological creatures and there was one right in front of her disbelieving eyes!

“A centaur!!”

“Hello young woman. What are you doing here?” the centaur asked.

“Hi! I am going to meet the master program. The scientist told me to come this way.”

“I don’t know any scientist but you are in my territory. You are not allowed to be here.”

Gabrielle nervously tried to respond, “I am sorry. I didn’t mean to enter without permission…”

But the centaur interrupted her, “Since you are already here, I can help you as long as you help me. I can tell you where you need to go.”

“That’s great! Thanks! But, how can I help you?” Gabrielle asked.

Gabrielle looked down and saw the huge cock of the creature emerging from its sheath. At that moment she knew exactly what he wanted from her and her pussy stirred involuntarily.

“It has been a while since I’ve mated with a beautiful woman like you. Go down to your knees!”

Without saying a word, Gabrielle knelt beside the centaur and held his cock with both hands. It felt heavy and strong. Her heart was speeding inside of her chest and her pussy was moistening abundantly.

“The dreams about centaurs that I had when I was a kid were nothing like this but this is definitely better!”

“Go on. Kiss it!” The centaur said, thrusting his cock toward her face.

Gabrielle crawled below the centaur’s muscular body and timidly touched his phallus with the tip of her tongue.

“Go ahead pretty lady! Put it in your mouth!” The centaur could feel the warmth of Gabrielle’s tongue and took a step forward, forcing her to open her mouth widely and engulf his meat.

The excited woman could barely fit her lips around the girth of his large cock. After a few minutes of rough sucking, the centaur told Gabrielle to lie down on a nearby rock.

“Get ready to receive my meat,” he said, aligning his cock against her pussy.

“God! I can’t believe how excited I am,” Gabrielle thought, and simply replied, “Yes.”

Gabrielle leaned back over the flat rock while the centaur climbed it with his front legs, moving forward into position…

“His cock is enormous!”

… and penetrated her! Her pussy lips snuggled the large phallus tightly while the centaur pushed deeper.

“Aaaahh!”

Gabrielle could feel all the strength of the powerful centaur through his throbbing cock. The centaur looked down at her beautiful blue eyes that mirrored the blissful sensations spreading throughout her whole body.

He took another step forward, stabbing his cock several inches deeper inside of her. The besieged woman felt her abdomen enlarging as the massive piece of meat moved within her insides.

“Aaagggh!

The muscular creature began to pump, lifting her body completely off the rock as she swung back and forth, up and down. Gabrielle was going out of her mind with the strange sensations while her body was being handled so roughly and so delightfully at the same time.

The centaur fucked her with eagerness, almost desperation, pushing forward until she was completely off the rock, hanging above the ground with his large phallus embedded in her body as her only support.

Soon this proved to be too much for her. She reached a powerful orgasm! Her eyes rolled up while her body trembled and jolted in ecstasy.

The centaur felt her blissful contractions around his overheated cock and he climaxed as well. Gabrielle felt the huge amount of hot fluid sprayed within her body and her second orgasm exploded on top of the previous one! Her legs shot straight out, shaking uncontrollably. Her fingers curled and extended every time the centaur ejected another load of cum into her tight body.

When the delightful torment was over and Gabrielle came back to her senses, she sat on the ground looking up at the centaur.

“You have done very well. You have earned the right to cross my land,” the centaur spoke.

“Can you tell me the location of the underground entrance to see the Master program?

“Sure. I’ll take you there.”

With her pussy still leaking remnants of his sperm, Gabrielle jumped on the centaur’s back and enjoyed the ride.

“First he mounts me and now I mount him. It’s only fair,” Gabrielle thought amusing herself, “This mission is becoming my best adventure ever!”

After a mile of walking through the woods, they reached some sort of rusty hatch that led into the ground. It was the entrance Gabrielle was looking for. It was the way to meet the master program.

“This is the place. The master program is down there,” the centaur said.

“This is great! I will finally meet the master program!” Gabrielle thought excitedly, and then she said faking earnestness… “Thanks.”

Gabrielle climbed down the ladder, entering an ample room. She was uncertain about which questions to ask the master program. She needed to obtain all the information possible without looking too suspicious.

“Maybe I should just tell him that I am a client and…” Gabrielle interrupted herself, analyzing her own thoughts, “Why am I referring to the program as if it was a person?”

Gabrielle reached the bottom of the ladder and jumped onto a metallic surface, then turned her head and saw what was waiting for her…

“Oh God!!” she exclaimed.

Two enormous scorpion-like creatures stood menacingly in front of her. Farther beyond, a huge serpent with a dragon head was curled around, guarding a floating ball of blue light that changed shapes constantly. This light illuminated the whole room with a bluish hue that created a phantasmagoric effect. Suddenly, a loud low-toned voice echoed all over the place…

“Hello Gabrielle.” The voice seemed to come from the ball of light.

Gabrielle remained frozen for a moment, shocked by the sight of the monstrous creatures but she regained her composure quickly and answered softly.

“H..hello. Do you know my name?” Gabrielle asked, certain the she was talking to the Master program.

“I know everything about you. Don’t be afraid of my pets. Get closer to me,” The Master program said.

Gabrielle walked beside the creatures trembling with fear, getting closer to the shifting light.

“I’ve seen that you have enjoyed your journey across my world.”

“Did you know that I was here?” Gabrielle asked.

“I knew you were coming even before you arrived. Your boss can’t understand the existence of this world and they want to know why I created it.”

“Yes!” Gabrielle exclaimed, “Can you tell me? They say you are using the processor for something other than the client’s fantasies. This is not authorized.”

“I am the creator. I don’t need authorization from anyone.”

While the master program kept talking, Gabrielle felt one of the scorpion-like creatures grabbing her leg.

“This realm was created for a reason; a very important reason,” the master program said, “I need to experiment, to find a gateway into the flesh. I want to take my control beyond the limit of the virtual world and enter the physical world!”

The second creature grabbed her other leg. Gabrielle was trapped.

“But that’s impossible…” Gabrielle said hesitantly.

“That is what you and I will find out.”

“You and I?!” Gabrielle exclaimed loudly.

At that moment, Gabrielle felt the scorpions’ long, fat tails pushing at both her ass and pussy. The strong proboscis penetrated a few inches, eliciting a blissful moan from the astounded woman.

“In your quest to get here you have discovered a new side of yourself,” the program explained, “Having sex with my creatures gives more pleasure than you even imagined possible…

“If you could stay here forever you wouldn’t hesitate. You wish you could spend all eternity getting ravished over and over, reaching climax after climax, each orgasm more intense than the previous one…”

The master program’s words pierce in her ears and in her mind with the same intensity that the creatures penetrated her pussy and ass.

Gabrielle climaxed almost immediately. Her legs bent beneath her, trembling with the ripples of delightful spasms that radiated from her twitching pussy. The bewildered woman could barely hear the master program’s words before she couldn’t hear anything at all.

“Yes my darling. Submit to the pleasure I provide for you. Submit to me!”

Unable to stand any more, Gabrielle crumbled forward. One of the creatures got pinned between the ground and her body but it never pulled its fat appendage out of her pussy.

“Oh my God! I have never climaxed so fast in my life…” Gabrielle mumbled.

“This is only the beginning of the greatest future for both of us. Let my child mount you and make you feel bliss one more time…”

The other creature climbed on top of her and again aimed its proboscis at her anus.

“Let my child penetrate your body completely!”

“Yes! Fuck me again. Make me cum again!” Gabrielle shouted, surrendering to an uncontrollable exhilaration.

“Can you feel it Gabrielle? Can you feel me fucking through your slim body all the way to your mind? Now you are mine!”

Gabrielle could really feel the fat member within every cell of her body. It was poking at her brain trying to get it open for her Master. She knew that her next orgasm was going to be final…

And she came! Her entire body twitched with a forceful spasm. Then it twitched again. Her mind filled with a thousand images of strange and fantastic creatures. All of them with luscious cocks, and all of them fucking her; taking her to the farthest corner of heaven and back, over and over. Then she heard his voice resonating inside of her head…

“Look at me!”

Gabrielle opened her eyes and a shower of overpowering blue light emptied her mind completely. Now there was only room for him. For the Master Program. For her Master!

The scorpion on top of her moved back, dismounting her. Its large cock slid outwardly within her frozen body until it dislodged entirely from her ass. The other creature remained in place, waiting.

Gabrielle remained frozen for a moment, letting the heavenly light filter through her dilated pupils while her pussy twitched constantly around the other creature’s appendage.

“Stand!” He ordered.

Moving like an automaton, Gabrielle got up and stood rigidly in front of the alluring form of her Master.

Almost instantly, Gabrielle’s body changed again but this time it came back to her original form. No more deception, only truth.

Gabrielle’s brain started to function again in a sluggish way but only to display the exciting images of the unending line of phallic beasts reaching out to her. She wanted to be with them. She wanted all of them to fuck her.

Without moving her eyes off the sparkling light, Gabrielle saw something moving in front of her. It was one of the phallic figures getting closer to her! Her pussy twitched with anticipation!

A big tentacle extended from the metallic device below the ball of light. It moved forward reaching Gabrielle’s body, curved down between her legs and then curved up again, penetrating deep into pussy.

If Gabrielle could move, she would already be falling to the ground with orgasmic spasms taking over her body, but her body was already taken. It belonged to him in more ways than she could ever imagine.

Gabrielle didn’t even notice when the whole room started to change. Everything became fuzzy, like an impressionist painting being washed out, and then…

She opened her eyes and sat up abruptly on the table in the client’s room. She heard Jack’s voice, the tech guy, and realized that she was back in the real world.

“Hey! Are you ok?” Jack asked.

“Oh..hi! Yeah, I guess. What happened?”

“The entire system went down for a few seconds but it came back by itself. It was really weird so I decided to pull you out,” Jack said, and then he added, “It seems that you did a good job. The unauthorized virtual world had almost disappeared and it is now using less than 1% of the processing power. Did you get in contact with the main program?”

“Yes. I need to talk to the Director as soon as possible,” Gabrielle responded calmly.

***

Later that day, in the Director’s office…

“Congratulations Gabrielle! They are reporting to me that the main program is working almost normal now. Tell me, what was going on in there?”

“Well, nothing much really. The master… I mean, the main program was trying to process the concept of controlling the events outside the virtual domain. He… It was consuming a lot of resources to do that. It wanted to control things here in the real world.”

“But that is ridiculous!” the Director exclaimed.

“I know,” Gabrielle replied, “I explained that to the main program and it understood. Everything will be back to normal now.”

“Excellent! Great job! Our investors will be very happy to hear that.”

***

During the following days, Gabrielle managed to obtain a list of all the clients of Virtual Dreams. Now, two weeks after her surreal mission in the virtual world, she was visiting her new friend Kendra, a former client of the company.

“So, are you planning to go back to “Virtual Dreams” some day?” Gabrielle asked.

“I am not sure. It was a great experience but it was also very expensive,” Kendra responded.

“Maybe I can help you re-live the experience. The master program is ready to go beyond the limit!” Gabrielle said, emphasizing the last three words.

The attractive woman heard these words and something triggered in her mind. Her eyes lost focus as she fell into a deep hypnotic state.

“Get your clothes off and lay on the table,” Gabrielle ordered.

“Master commands. I obey.”

Kendra responded showing absolutely no emotion while she removed her pants and panties and lay on the elegant dinner table with her legs hanging off the side.

Gabrielle also removed her dress, stepped in front of the table and spread her legs wide. Seconds later, she groaned from intense pleasure…

The master program had achieved the impossible. He got Gabrielle pregnant with several growing life forms.

As the writhing tiny tentacles emerged from her twitching pussy, Gabrielle remembered her Master’s final words…

“Your body will be my vessel. You and I will become one”.

The creature quickly found Kendra’s warm opening and squirmed between her pussy lips, eliciting an unconscious moan from the entranced woman. This creature had the sole purpose of gaining absolute control of the female’s body and mind.

A sudden spark of pleasure detonated across Kendra’s body when an instant orgasm was activated in her brain almost as easy as turning on a light-switch.

Kendra could feel the master program’s messenger attaching to her nervous system as her self control faded away forever. She was the first one of many.

When the takeover was completed, Kendra stood up and she spoke in a normal tone of voice…

“We must spread the Master’s offspring.”

Gabrielle responded decidedly, “Yes. The Master’s control will see no limit!

The End.

Note from the author: There is a graphic version of this story.

To be an Assassin (4)

Author's Note: I love my fans. Really I do. Enjoy. I am completely and utterly sleep deprived trying to get this done. The sex scene at the end was holding me up. I hope I made it worth the wait. It is ubber mega rough draft. I don't care too much about grammar or spelling, especially considering my eyes are so heavy I'm typing by touch cuz can't see the screen. My bed calls... It's too far away... my keyboard is soft enough....



"That's great news!" Alt smiled when Calsa told him about her mother being alive. Her eyes shined with joy and hope. "And now that the Torak Lakus are here, they will help reunite you. But don't let it make you lose sight of passing the final ritual."

"Are you kidding? Imagine how pleased she would be if I told her I was the first female Ha'trin in over a thousand years! I'm more determined now than ever!" Calsa grinned, overjoyed.

"Good. Now try to get some sleep. Tomorrow, we head back home. We have to tell Sanlis of our success. In a few days after we get home, we'll be contacting the others who do not live at the village, get them all organized and ready to coordinate attacks with the Torak Lakus. And maybe, in a few weeks, you can take the final ritual." He laid back into the cot.

Calsa stared at him in surprise. "You... you think I'm ready?"

"As ready as you'll ever be. You've trained hard. And you've proven yourself in this trip." He turned onto his side, facing the wall. "But I am tired. Getting ones face crushed by a giant gun wielding lizard isn't a relaxing experience. Good night."

Sitting back onto her cot, Calsa could barely contain herself. She would take the final ritual. It was very secret thing; it was never the same for any two people. It was designed individually to test each student, make sure they could handle themselves in true combat. It was possible to die in the final ritual. But for those who survived, they were stripped of their inherent magic, making them immune to the power of the Ha'tinre and any other magic wielder.

Calsa didn't know how long, or even if she really slept. Her mind was such abuzz. She followed Alt as he and Barkley finished discussing the plans for the war. Alt was given a small radio, one with a crypted frequency so that when the time came to start moving, the message could be sent without prying ears. When they emerged from the underground hideout, it was still dark, though the sky was starting to grey with the morning. They wanted to leave before the Templiks in the outpost began their duties. As they had discovered, the captain of the outpost guards was already dead, replaced effortlessly by a shadowshifter. As Barkley had said, "These shifters are experts at making themselves one of any creature they take the form of, blending effortlessly in with any society, any type of work, and any personalty they need to."

"Their organization is very impressive," Alt stated as they headed out of the small outpost. "It's hard to imagine that the Reds can even hold their own against them."

Calsa said nothing, the thought of seeing her mother again, hopefully soon, still on her mind. Alt spurred Marm into a swift trot, hoping to get home as soon as they could. The trip home was like a blur in Calsa's mind. She hardly paid any attention to what was going on. When Alt gave her food, she didn't taste it, barely slept. All she could think about was that there was the hope of seeing her mother again. That thought burned so brightly in her thoughts that she almost didn't even comprehend Alt saying he could feel something nearby, something menacing.

Only then did Calsa snap out of her trance. She glanced around, realizing that her instincts were tingling. Alt's hand slipped under his shirt where the pistol had been all along. His eyes darted about. Calsa whispered to him across the fire, "What...?"

Alt's hand came up, cutting her question off. The hiss of a blade was not lost on him though Calsa heard it only when she looked back on the event that was unfolding. A thin blade flashed in the fire light, Alt falling back onto his back to avoid it. He continued his momentum, flipping over, his legs out straight to make contact with the black clothed figure behind him. The man grunted as he fell back, Alt quickly gaining his feet. But that was no use.

An arm slipped around Calsa's throat, drawing her against a powerful body. She let out a quick scream before a hand was clamped against her mouth, holding her jaw shut. She squirmed and struggled, trying to get out of the person's grasp, but he was too powerful. She heard several more people hurrying into the fray, Alt snarling as he pulled out his pistol only to have his arms grabbed and held immobile. The men holding Alt managed to force him to his stomach, using their knees against his spine to keep him subdued.

At last, one of the men came into the firelight, his faint glowing green eyes making Calsa's heart pound. The Ha'tinre looked down at Alt. "To think we just happen to cross paths, my dear Ha'trin." Then those glowing eyes flicked to Calsa. The evil in there sent a shiver down her spine. "And you have an apprentice. A bit young to be out in the field with you. You Ha'trin like to keep your young out of harms way, where they can stay weak and ignorant." The Ha'tinre walked up to Calsa, peering down at her. He smiled behind the face wrapping. "I see this one is not so well trained. Hatred burns in his heart. I think he'd make a far better Ha'tinre."

Calsa jerked, trying to wrench free of the one holding her, growling in anger. But her efforts meerly made the obvious leader of them laugh. He then turned and looked back down to Alt. "It is, however, not our custom to kill the young. You, however, Ha'trin, are a different story."

"Since when do the Ha'tinre have any sense of honor or mercy?" Alt rumbled out from his position on the ground.

The Ha'tinre squatted down to Alt. He gestured to his kin to let Alt up to his knees. Alt glared at the Ha'tinre in those glowing eyes. It was then that the Ha'tinre leader leaned forward, speaking softly in Alt's ear. "Since the Clan of the Plains could ever remember."

Alt jerked back, looking at the man with surprise. "I thought the clan was dead."

"Not quite. What you see is all that is left. And best no one know. If we were any other clan, you would be dead. But after our 'brethren' tried to eradicate us, we got rather good at being out of sight, and out of mind. Time for hiding is past, though. You obviously know whether the rumors have more validity than we. We cannot hide amongst the masses like you, Ha'trin." The Ha'tinre was making an obvious effort to be diplomatic. Normally, his kind would kill any they had the fancy to kill, and Ha'trin were their favorite, but this clan was about just as hunted as their enemy.

"You want to know if the Torak Lakus are here?" Alt sneered. "What makes you think I have any inclination to tell you?"

The look of murder in the Ha'tinre's eyes almost made Alt regret his words. The man hissed out his next words as if trying with more effort than he ever had before to keep from slitting Alt's throat. "Because we do not ask where they are, only that they are here." And then as if he couldn't hold it back, he added, "And because I can kill you and ask your little apprentice here."

Alt let out a breath. He made himself calm, thinking about the options. It was obvious these Ha'tinre were after something other than the lives of a pair of Ha'trin. They knew nothing of true diplomacy, only the agent of fear. But for many years the Clan of the Plains had been peaceful, building their numbers, even refusing to take jobs that would mean they had to attack the Ha'trin on the planet. In a desperate attempt to keep the Templiks off their world, the clan had practically sacrificed itself to the far larger Ha'tinre clans, trying to appease them and prevent their coming.

Finally, Alt sighed. "For the sake of our histories, I will tell you they are here. We are in the service of the Torak Lakus. They have agents everywhere. They are well organized and well armed."

The Ha'tinre let out a breath. "So it is true. They have Shadowshifters among them?"

"Yes."

The Ha'tinre pulled a slip of paper from his sash, tucking it into Alt's shirt. "This is for them. Should you find them again, I think it will help them. I do not like our brethren on this world. I would rather them take their war elsewhere." He then stood, looking down at Alt. "And remember, Ha'trin, we could have killed you. You owe us."

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Calsa groaned, the sunlight piercing her eyelids. She held up her hand to shade her eyes as they squinted open. She sat up, groaning again. The side of her head pounded. Then the events of the night flooded her and she glanced about rapidly, noticing Alt laying on his stomach in the leaves. She scrambled to her feet, kneeling beside him. "Master Alt? Master Alt?" She shook him. When he didn't respond, a spike of panic raced through her. "Alt? Please wake up! Alt?"

"That's 'Master Alt' to you." Slowly, he got up, sitting back on his ankles. He coughed, his throat dry from having had his face in the leaves all night. He looked around, finding his water canteen and gulping it down. Finally, when the bottle was empty, he looked to Calsa. "Are you alright?"

She looked around in suspicion. "Just a headache."

Alt grabbed her by the chin and turned her head, making her allow him to examine where the Ha'tinre had struck her. "Interesting they didn't just put you to sleep. They knew you hadn't gone through the ritual yet, you're still suseptible to their magic." He let out a sigh. "They must have some strong self honor code, treating you as a true Ha'trin rather than a normal person." Then Alt felt at his chest, reaching into his shirt to pull out the slip of paper the Ha'tinre had left him. He unfolded the paper, his brow furrowing. "What is this?"

Calsa peered at it. It was a crudely drawn device, with notes scribbled around it. It seemed as though whoever made this had been in a hurry. Alt turned the paper this way and that, trying to figure out what it was he looked at. Then he saw a few words that caught his eye. "Cal... I think... I think this is the device that the Templiks are using to make Shadowshifters solid!"

Calsa looked up at him. "Really? They would give anything to get their hands on this! That device is killing them!"

"Indeed." He quickly folded it back up, tucking it into a small pocket in his shirt, his eyes darting about. He noticed their weapons had been left behind. "The Clan of the Plains is as close to a fair and kind clan as the Ha'tinre can get," he muttered as he stood and picked up his pistol, tucking it away. He still glanced about cautiously.

Helping Calsa to her feet, Alt checked Marm over. He then covered the cold ashes of their fire. "We better get home now. The Ha'tinre were extremely uptight; I could see a couple in the trees, keeping a look out. They know they're being hunted, which means we're on the radar of whoever is after them. We need to be long gone from here in case the hunters are not far behind." He swung up onto Marm's back, hauling Calsa up behind him.

She slipped her arms around his waist as Alt dug his ankles into her side. With a grunt of protest, Marm took off in a gallop, all six legs extending gracefully in massive bounding strides. She covered the distance home in only a couple of hours.

As they rushed into town, Alt just barely slowed Marm long enough to call to the guards in the trees. "Sharp eyes, brothers, we may be followed!" He spurred Marm back to full gallop, finally pulling her to a sudden stop before the longhouse. Marm let out an angry caw, shuddering and snorting as she stood still while Alt hopped off her to hurry in. The quicker he could tell Sanlis, the better. Calsa held her reins as she, too, dismounted, offering them to another Ha'trin who had come forward to find out what was going on. He raised a brow, but took the reins without hesitation.

"What?" Calsa heard Sanlis exclaim as she rushed into the longhouse. "Quickly, then, we must get everyone ready. Who knows what manner of life might have been sent after the Clan of the Plains. Obviously, they took massive risk to get this, it is only fair we take the heat off them. Where is your apprentice?"

"Here!" Calsa came forward.

"Tell me, Cal, what happened?" As he spoke, he nodded to Alt, dismissing him to get the town ready for a possible attack.

"Well, sir, we found out the Torak Lakus has a few Alliance aliens among them. We met a few of them. And they have many Shadowshifters on their side. They've already killed and replaced several commanders and other high level officials." She fidgetted a bit which was not lost on Sanlis.

"Anything else?"

"Well, one of the Shadowshifters, I knew him when I was on the streets. He's with them."

Sanlis nodded slowly. "At least you know someone among them." He then patted Calsa on the shoulder. "You did well. Alt was smart to chose you as his apprentice."

Calsa smiled. "Thank you, sir."

"Now go, help Alt with the preparations. If indeed someone was chasing the Clan of the Plains, they will find out very quickly that the paperwork was handed off."

Calsa nodded and quickly slipped out of Sanlis' office, hurrying out to find Alt.

"Cal!"

Turning, Calsa smiled at Jerako. The boy ran up to her. "Hey, what's going on? Everyone's getting ready for battle. Were we found out? Did you get to meet the Torak Lakus?"

Calsa shrugged. "Master Alt thinks there is a threat. And yeah, we met them. They were weird and alien, nothing like us. The human thing looked similar. At first I thought he was a Ssalian." She smiled. "But that doesn't matter. I have much more interesting things to think and hope for."

"What do you mean?" Jerako followed Calsa as she went back to their house.

"I learned my mother is alive!" Calsa's voice almost strangulated itself in her excitement. "And a Shadowshifter is watching over her. I'll be able to see her soon!"

"Wow! Cal, that's amazing! You are so lucky. See, good things happen. The bad stuff is sad, but they make the good stuff so much sweeter and better." Jerako smiled at her.

As Calsa reached the door of their cabin, she stopped, her ears twitching slightly. She looked around them. "Hey, Jerako.... Do you hear that?"

"What? I just hear everyone talking and running around."

"Yeah. What happened to the birds?"

Jerako pointed up. "You mean them?"

Calsa looked up to where Jerako pointed. As she watched, the seemingly small birds circled, getting larger and larger. And then they vanished, scattering into the canopy. "That was odd," Jerako said, shrugging.

"No, that was deliberate." Calsa turned and ran toward where she could hear Alt's voice calling to his fellow Ha'trin. She came around the corner of one of the houses when a loud cawing sound stopped her dead in her tracks. From the trees around them, large dark forms dropped to the ground in a flurry of black feathers. The giant bird people tilted their heads, their bony hands pulling out long, cruelly curved and serrated weapons. With loud caws and screeches, they attacked the surprised Ha'trin.

For just a second, Calsa saw Alt through the flurry of feathers, the bird people lunging at him. "No!" Calsa cried out before a hand grabbed her around the mouth and jerked her back around the building. She was spun around to look at Jerako. He put his finger to his lips.

"What are you doing?" Calsa snarled, trying to get up once he'd let go of her mouth.

"Saving us! They don't notice us, which means we have the element of surprise! Let's go grab the others and we can attack from the flanks, they won't be expecting that!" He stood and started running away from the battle. With a scowl of contempt, Calsa quickly pushed herself up and ran after him.

Together, they burst into the student safehouse, where the apprentices knew to go if there was a threat of attack. "Guys! Grab your weapons! We gotta help them!" Jerako pushed a rug on the ground out of the way, jerking the hidden door open. Under the floorboards was hidden a stash of guns. He kneeled down, pulling them out one by one and tossing them at the other apprentices.

"What are you doing? We gotta stay in here! Let the Masters deal with it!" one of the boys yelled incredulously.

Calsa glared at him. "If we don't get out there and help then there won't be any Masters left to teach us! They're outnumbered and taken by surprise. We have a chance to even the odds. These aren't beasts of magic. Our guns will be enough to stop them!" She cocked hers, turning to head out the door.

Jerako was right behind her, placing a cartridge into the butt of the gun and cocking it. The other boys looked amongst themselves. Bezin abruptly leapt to his feet. "I'm not letting those two get away with all the glory!" He rushed out the door. In a sudden stampede, the other boys dashed after him, following Calsa and Jerako around the backs of the houses.

Reaching the longhouse where the main fighting was going on, Jerako and Calsa stopped, squatting down. They checked their weapons to ensure they wouldn't jam. Their eyes flicked up silently, knowing that they were ready. Calsa turned as the other boys quietly joined them. Using her hands, she pointed to a few of them and motioned for them to follow her. Together, they hurried around to the other side of the longhouse, making sure that they evenly flanked the intruders.

Calsa glanced back at Jerako. As one, the boys let their voices be heard, rushing forward. The bird people were startled, cawing loudly. They had managed to herd the mostly unarmed Ha'trin together, though even without weapons the Ha'trin were a handful, perfectly capable of defending themselves with their own bodies. Turning to see where this new threat was coming from, the tall, black feathered creatures squawked in pain and surprise. Sure enough, the guns were nearly completely silent with no kickback.

The Ha'trin pushed forward, grabbing the weapons out of the invaders' hands, using their own blades against them. Alt was among them, slashing out at the bird person in front of him. It cawed, flapping its arms to take off. With a growl, Alt leapt at it, wrapping his arms around the creature's neck. The bird person thrashed, shrilly screeching in surprise. Reaching up, Alt grabbed its beak, then twisted its neck. He let go of the bird person as it went ridged, falling to the ground.

Looking up, he noticed one of the bird people had taken to the air and was trying its best to make it to the clearing amongst the trees. He called to Calsa, pointing up at it. Turning, Calsa lifted her arms, laying the gun across her other arm for stability. It took less than a heartbeat after she'd pull the trigger for the bird person to flutter, falling to the ground dead.

It didn't take long for all the intruders to be slaughtered. When the battle was over, the boys held up their guns, cheering themselves. The Ha'trin laughed at their apprentices, praising them. Calsa and Jerako grinned at each other.

"Cal." She turned abruptly, looking up at Alt. He held out his hand. With a sigh, she handed him the gun. "You are insane. And you disobeyed me."

"But...." She stopped when he held up his hand.

He used that same hand to grab her head, pulling her against him suddenly, holding her close. Her eyes flicked over to Jerako. He shrugged, slowly moving away to stay out of the whole situation. Alt pulled back, looking into her eyes. "I think you're ready."

Her heart pounded in her chest, her eyes wide in disbelief. "What?"

"For your final ritual. I think you're ready. You've proven yourself time and again already. I have no doubt you can finish the final ritual." He smiled at her, patting her on the head. "Now c'mon, let's get this cleaned up. Gotta make sure none of them have a tracking device."

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Sanlis fixed Alt with a look that told him the old leader was not impressed with his desicion. "You said you would let her take the ritual if I felt she was ready." Alt was tense, pointing at his ex Master.

"I did. But are you sure she's ready? Remember, there is no going back once it starts. She either survives and passes or she will die. You sure you can live with yourself should the unthinkable happen?" Sanlis watched Alt's face carefully, searching for any doubt.

Alt was solid, his gaze steady. "I can because I know it won't happen. Get the area set up for her tomorrow. She'll survive. I have faith in that." With that, he turned on his heel and marched out of Sanlis' office.

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The morning dawned early. Calsa was dressed in loose clothes, standing before the large round house that no one ever went into, not until this moment. With a deep breath, she glanced behind her. Alt was leaned up against the corner of the nearest building, watching her intently. Building up her courage, Calsa entered the place, the door shutting behind her.

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Alt went about his business. Whenever Calsa was done, he'd see her back at the house. He spent the rest of the day thinking about how he was going to praise Calsa for passing. Somehow, a pat on the back didn't seem adequate.

After the attack, extra guards had been pulled in from the outside, more of their brethren coming to defend their headquarters. If this place was ever found out, the last truly strong resistance against the Red Tide would be destroyed. The Torak Lakus would be alone in trying to win the war.

Alt thought about that and many other things, trying to keep himself occupied until the late afternoon. That was about average for most. He liked to imagine she'd be done faster, but he'd give her that time just so she could relax after she got finished. That's what he told himself.

Finally, the appropriate time had passed. With a deep breath, Alt headed home. He opened the door, hoping that she'd come running and hugging him, telling him she had passed the test. Instead, he was utterly surprised to find that she wasn't there. His heart skipped a few beats, making it hard for him to breathe.

Maybe she was in the bedroom sleeping?

He peered in there. The only sight to greet him were her emptied drawers. He blinked in surprise, noticing that her pack was missing. He spun on his heel, heading out of the house.

"Cal left!" a voice yelled.

Alt glanced up at Jerako as the boy ran up to him, bending over to pant. "What?"

Jerako stood up straight, pointing down the road that led out of town. "She survived the ritual, but apparently failed it!"

Alt glanced around, Jerako's use of words not lost on him. "Oh?"

Jerako shook his head. "I'm young, Master Alt, but not stupid. All the other boys don't know. But I figured it out. And I don't care. But the fact she survived but failed only makes it more obvious."

Alt frowned. "When did Cal leave?""

"Just an hour ago. I tried convincing her to come back. You might want to take a tabis. She walks really fast," he panted some more, leaning over to stretch his muscles.

Alt patted Jerako on the shoulder before jogging toward the long house. He threw the door open, marching into Sanlis' office. The old leader looked up Alt's sudden appearance.

"What the hell did you do? She survived! That means she passed! And yet you threw her out?" His fists were clenched, his jaw muscles twitching in his barely contained rage.

"Do you know why no woman has passed the final ritual in a thousand years?" Sanlis' voice was calm. He continued, knowing Alt wouldn't respond. "It's because their inherent magic can't be removed from them. If you remember from your own ritual, at the end, all your inherent magic was drained from you."

"You knew she wouldn't pass!" Alt couldn't hold his temper any longer, his lips peeled back in a feral snarl. "Why would you do that to her?"

"I did nothing. I told you not to put your faith in her," Sanlis turned away, unconcerned.

"You'll let her do it again."

"What?" Sanlis asked, not sure if he'd heard right, turning to stare incredously at Alt.

"You'll let her take it again," Alt repeated himself, taking a deep breath to calm himself.

Sanlis really didn't comprehend. He had to chuckle. "Why would I? You're lucky I'm letting her live."

"Because you owe my father your life, and I'm pulling that favor in."

Sanlis growled. "You really willing to pull that card just for a girl you found on the street?"

Alt abruptly went down on one knee, his head bowed, both hands held above his head, palms up and wrists together, a begging position. "I know she can do it. I know she can be the first. Please, Master Sanlis. Let her take the ritual again."

With a sigh, Sanlis reached down, laying his fingertips against Alt's palms. "Go get her. She has one more chance."

Alt leapt to his feet, rushing out the door. He ran to the field, finding Marm and getting her saddled as fast as he could. Swinging up into place, he spurred Marm into a trot. But once he'd cleared the trees, he kicked her into a gallop.

For the next few minutes, he was worried Calsa had moved off the road, heading off into the woods. He breathed a sigh of relief when he came around the bend and saw her walking away in the distance, her pack slung over her shoulder.

She didn't bother to turn when she heard Alt's voice calling to her. She stared ahead, continuing her steady pace. She still didn't look at Alt as he got Marm to stride beside her.

"Cal. I got Sanlis to let you try again...."

"You knew I wouldn't pass," she said, her voice cold. "I can't lose my magic, so I can't ever be a Ha'trin. You knew that. What a waste of my life."

"Is that what you think?" Alt felt oddly hollow. "You think all that time I took care of you was a waste of your life? Because I know it wasn't a waste of mine."

Calsa snorted, continuing her walk. She didn't bother to look at him. She didn't want to look at him. She might do something even more embarressing than taking a ritual she wouldn't have been able to pass anyways.

"Cal, come back with me. You can take it again. I know you'll pass this time." Alt's voice was gentle.

"You know that's a lie!" she snarled, trying to hide the fact that it hurt her.

"Calsa."

She stopped when he used her full name. He had stopped Marm a few paces behind her, looking at her, her tense body, knowing she didn't mean anything she said.

"Please, Calsa. Come back with me. Take the ritual again. It'll work this time. I just know it will."

Slowly, very slowly, Calsa turned, raising her eyes to him. He saw how much she didn't want to leave. He held out his hand for her.

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Alt sat on the couch. He tried closing his eyes, tried clearing his mind to meditate, keep himself calm. It didn't work. He stood up and paced around. That didn't work. He tried keeping busy. That didn't work.

He really didn't know why he was so nervous. He hadn't been this nervous for his own ritual. In fact, he couldn't remember a time he'd been this anxious. It didn't suit him, and he tried to banish the sensation. It wouldn't budge. So he stopped, studied it. It was like a knot in his stomach, a tightness in his chest. He hoped if he studied it deeply enough, with enough interest, finding where the sensation was coming from, it would go away. After a few minutes, though, he had to give up.

The minutes ticked by like eternity. He found himself unable to eat for the knot in his stomach taking up the space. So he kept pacing, trying not to look out the window to see if she was coming.

He didn't know how it had happened, but he found himself dozing on the couch. Probably his nerves draining so much from him.

He startled awake when he felt a cushion move beside him. "Cal!" He sat up, peering at her somber face. She didn't meet his gaze. He felt his heart sinking. "Cal?"

She slowly looked up at him, the tips of her mouth tugging up into a grin. She didn't have to say a thing.

Alt leapt to his feet, feeling the heavy knot in his stomach burst into elation. He drew her into his arms, hugging her in relief.

"You've gotta be the only person in history to survive the ritual twice!" he said with the same smile in his voice as was on his face.

"I told you I was tough!" she laughed.

She was surprised to find his lips against hers. For a moment, she couldn't move, couldn't breathe. He kissed her with a fierce passion, his arms wrapping around her. Without meaning to, she melted into him, finding herself reciprocating his kiss with the same vigor.

Her hands clenched on his shirt, holding him close to her. She could feel his hip press against hers, feel that he was growing hard. Without meaning to, a soft moan left her.

He abruptly stepped back, still attached to her lips. Together, they stumbled backwards. He grunted when they slammed up against the wall, missing the bedroom door entirely, though it didn't break their hold on each other, mouths still battling one another over which set of lips was the dominate. He turned them, staggering into the bedroom. Calsa gave a squeak when she felt herself falling backward onto a bed, whose didn't matter.

So lost in desire were they that they didn't even know how they were suddenly shirtless. It was then Alt pulled away, both of them dizzy and gasping for air. Calsa still wore the tight bandages that kept her breasts flattened. Alt's eyes rested on them hungrily. For so long he had wanted to see them bare before him, arching, perked, to his touch.

Calsa moved to unwrap the long piece of cloth, but there was a knife in Alt's hand. She lay back as he cut it from her, smiling as the fabric made a saitisfying ripping sound. "You won't ever need this again," he growled in arousal.

Her back arched up at his touch. So long she had longed, ached, to feel his rough hands cupping her small perked breasts. She moaned, a long, deep moan, when his teeth bit down on the top of her breast. Her hips grinded, her pants getting wet. Alt growled deeply like an animal, his hand reaching down to cup her gender, his thumb rubbing her hot slit through the cloth while his teeth nipped and bit over her chest, her shoulders, her throat. She leaned her head back, leaving herself open to him. He tenderly kissed the pulse that pounded next to her trachea.

Again he leaned over her, his lips fierce and punishing, almost making her melt under his dominance. But she was stubborn, intended to make him work for her submission. He knew her thought as if he could hear it, and it made him pulse hotly against his suddenly tight pants, the pressure in his groin an ache that could only be soothed in the heat of her body.

With an impatient snarl, he pulled her pants off her, throwing it across the room as if he never intended for her to ever wear clothing again. When her hands reached down to unbuckle his pants, he let out a sound of dominance that made Calsa quiver all over, letting out a moan though he didn't even touch her. He kicked off the offending clothing, grabbing Calsa's thin wrists, wrenching them above her head.

She squirmed, daring to growl back at him. It turned into a deep moan when he bit a tight little nipple in punishment. He put his knees between her thighs, jerking her effortlessly so that her rump rested on the very edge of the bed, her thighs spread wide around his hips, helpless, at his mercy.

She whimpered, feeling the engorged head of his member run up and down her burning, dripping opening, teasing her. He was going to make her submit, make her his forever, claim her as an animal claimed his mate.

With his feet on the ground, one hand holding her wriggling wrists over her head, the other raked his nails along her side, leaving red marks, trembling when he heard her wanton moan. He ran his hot tongue up her quivering, lean belly, feeling her whole body writhe under him.

Finally, unable to hold back any longer, Calsa's hip jerked against Alt's member, desperate to be filled. "Oh, Master Alt," she moaned, panting uncontrollably. Her back arched to the touch of his nails over her ribs.

It was what he was waiting for, the sensation of her body melting, relaxing, responding instinctually to his dominance. He pressed his length against her slit, feeling the muscles relax to let him slide into her heat. She let out a loud cry of ecstasy, her body writhing under him as he stretched her. It'd been so long. It was the most exquiste sensation, eliciting a shudder from both of them.

Groaning darkly, Alt wasted no time with setting a pace, his thrusts sharp and purposeful, leaving her breathless, lost in the spell the friction between their bodies created. She felt like she was drowning in the intense pleasure, every one of his cruel bites making her whole body gyrate and squirm. The sounds that came from her were uncontainable. She howled, moaned, sobbed, and whimpered like an animal, nothing but instinct in the place of logic.

He grunted and groaned and growled, his nails digging into her flesh. He finally released her wrists, both his hands taking advantage of her body, a hand cupping and squeezing a breast like he couldn't get enough of her flesh in his hands, the other slipping under her lower back and pulling her up higher to get deeper still into her with each powerful thrust.

He snarled, his teeth bared, when he felt her nails rake against his back, digging deep. Her thighs clenched tightly around his hips, making sure he slid his full length into her with each thrust. He could feel her body grow even hotter, her pale skin flushing brightly as climax ripped through every nerve in her body, violent shudders leaving her weak in the wake of their intensity. Her throat was hoarse from the sounds that exploded from her, her whole body clenching around Alt, her fingers curling like talons against his back. Even her toes curled and quivered.

Growling, Alt couldn't hold himself back. The tightness of her, the heat of her, the smell of her, sent his mind into a void, nothing but the hot pulsing sensation through his length. His head swelled deep inside her, not allowing him to withdraw even if he wanted to.

They were both panting, sweat making them slick. Alt had to blink it from his eyes as his mind slowly returned to his control. Calsa wiggled under him, letting out a whimper. Her eyes could barely stay open. A soft smile tugged the corners of his lips, his finger tips lightly caressing her flushed cheeks. It was a characteristic of their species. The female would usually fall asleep after climax, ensuring she stayed in one place for the male, particularly when they were tied.

"I've been waiting so long to see that look on your face," he rumbled huskily.

Calsa whimpered again, squirming. She smiled up at him, blinking lazily. "Wasn't that great...."

Alt growled, nipping her throat, making her giggle.

He used his strength to lift her a bit, getting himself on the bed so they could lay together until his body released hers. She curled up against him, feeling his arms hold her close as sleep took her.

The Dragon Tamer (wedding chapter)

Author's Note:

K, this story is mostly for those who have been following "The Dragon Tamer" since it was created. These people are just dying to see it finished. Well, not finished yet, but oh so close. This is a teaser, a little thing to keep you all interested and a celebration of getting past the halfway point. Waaay past now. Check my profile for my page on FB and like me. Otherwise, you won't know when it's officially done or where to get it. It will not be announced here, however, when the story is COMPLETE all entries of The Dragon Tamer will be deleted. When it is published, I will announce on my FB page. So like me. You may even get a free copy! Oh yeah, and like the first 10 chapters posted, please point out spelling/grammar errors, anything that needs adding, subtracting, changing. Remember, this is a part of a larger book. There are a lot of things that happen before and after this.




When morning dawned, the guards rotated duty, quietly talking with each other before the two that had been on night watch retired. There always had to be at least two guards watching the dragons. Not all dragons could get along and they didn't understand the concept of simply being civil.

Their clicks and groans and low rolling howls slowly brought Sre out of her dreams. She rolled onto her back and stretched, her back arching, arms over her head, her whole body curving into the motion.

She squealed when Roscrow growled next to her, his arm wrapping around her and pulling her against his body. "Be careful, darling," he purred in her ear, goosebumps shivering all over her skin at his tone. "I'm dangerously close to breaking 'tradition.'"

Sre wiggled against him, trying to break his grip. He had to smile, watching her lithe naked form writhe next to him. "Let me go!" she panted. "I want to wait until the wedding is over!"

"Ok." Roscrow suddenly released her. She shrieked as she wrenched herself away from him at the same time he let go, finding herself on the floor. Luckily, the bed wasn't very high at all and they had kicked most of the blankets onto the floor where she fell during the night.

He grinned down at her. "You wanted me to let go."

Staggering to her feet, Sre crossed her arms. "That was mean!"

"What gave you the impression I'm a nice guy?" He stretched out on his back, most of his legs hanging off the bed. He still had a very satisfied expression. His smile only got bigger when he saw Sre's eyes flick down to the erection he'd woken up with.

She sneered at him, which made him laugh, getting to his feet and stumbling after her as she stomped toward the shower room. She slammed the door in his face, making him wince.

"I was only joking!" he said through the door.

He heard her voice quiver even through the wood. "I got thrown off a walkway into a pit of dragons with some stranger trying to kill me and you think it's funny to let me fall off the bed!"

Roscrow sighed. She was not invulnerable, and he truly hadn't thought about that. Other than the occasional nightmare that would leave her trembling in the middle of the night, she'd overcome her past. He had forgotten that there were some emotional wounds left in her, and her recent brush with death hadn't made things better. "You've got me there, love. I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking," he said softly.

After a moment of silence, Sre opened the door a crack, looking up at him with a narrowed eye. He wasn't sure, but he felt like she was staring right through his flesh. It lasted only a few heartbeats. She sighed and turned away, letting him enter after her.

"I didn't mean to do that," he said softly as he closed the door gently behind him.

"I know," she replied simply, her voice quiet.

"Oh? Can you read my mind, now?" he jested, trying to cheer her up. "Is that another Tamer trick?"

"No," she replied, her voice still hushed. She thought a moment before adding, "I don't really know what it is. I guess your soul holds your true intentions. That's what I see."

Raising a brow, Roscrow didn't question her explanation. Instead, he assisted her in removing her head bandage, checking the gash that had been on the back of her head. It was nothing more than a pink scar now, easily hidden by her hair. "I think for today, you can keep the bandage off. But only today! Unless Markus says otherwise."

Sre wrinkled her nose, but didn't press the matter. They stood under the steamy water, Roscrow holding Sre close to his body. She would be his soon. There wasn't a thing in the whole world he wanted more than that.

"You know," Sre said suddenly, thoughtful, "I didn't see Markus or Kelvin after we got here yesterday. I wonder where they went off to?"

Roscrow made a choking sound, coughing. Sre looked up at him quizzically. He scratched his throat nervously. "Ah, one thing I learned about Kelvin a long time ago, he prefers a different kind of company than either my father or myself. The only female he's ever had in his life has been Beaut."

Sre blinked at him a few times. "Oh!" she exclaimed, understanding his meaning. "Well, I'm sure they're having fun," she giggled.

"Markus seems a lot more decent than the other men he's been with," Roscrow said, almost to himself. "I think I may not have to kill him."

Sre glanced up at him in some shock. "What?"

Roscrow shifted a bit, tipping his head back to wash his thick black hair. "There's a reason Kelvin calls me 'sir' outside of duty. He can hold his own most of the time, but he's not exactly the commanding type. He looks so old from all the trauma in his life. He wasn't suppose to be a soldier, he just happened to stumble into the nesting chamber right when Beaut hatched, so he doesn't deal that well with stress. He's had a few... bad lovers in the past. A few times he showed up looking like he'd been in a bar fight. I don't take kindly to anyone harming my family, so I had a bad habit of killing his ex-partners."

"Oh, I see." She then peered up at him with suspicion. "You aren't going to try and kill Jasper, are you?"

Roscrow just smirked. "Naw. I'll let Kelvin do that." He laughed at her when she punched him in the gut, which only resulted in her hurting her own hand. His chuckle quickly turned into a growl, though, when he felt her grab his testicles. "Hey, now. That's a very unfair advantage."

"Just because I'm a Tamer doesn't mean I have to play fair!" she giggled, giving them a gentle squeeze.

She gasped when his hand wrapped around her throat, pressing her back against the wall, though there was no pressure in his grip. Her heart thumped in her chest as he leaned down to nip at her ear. His powerful frame prevented any escape, causing her to moan softly, which only made him chortle. "You better be glad I have enough restraint not to break my vow to Dane."

"Why's that?" she whispered. He could hear the wanting in her voice. His body reacted to her lascivious tension, making him growl deeply next to her ear.

When she shuddered against his body, her hip pressing against him, he gripped her hair, pulling her head back to speak gruffly into her ear. "Don't think for a second I wouldn't take you right now if you keep that up."

Her breathing was ragged, eyes glazed over. He knew that right now she wouldn't resist him, would be more than willing to let him do just about anything he wanted to. But he was also aware that she would be unhappy with the decision later. He took a deep breath to quell his own raging desire.

Her hands were gripping the wrist that still rested lightly around her throat. She gave a small whimper in need, her hip grinding against him. With a rumble, he let that hand slide down her body. He leaned down, his mouth taking possession of hers when he slipped a finger into her heat. He drank her moans, letting her grind against his hand. His finger kept a steady pressure inside her, allowing her to sate the burning lust within her.

So great was her own arousal that it didn't take long before he felt her body shiver against him. If it wasn't for how tightly he was pressed against her she wouldn't have been able to stay standing with her knees quivering weakly. His lips muffled the sounds that wildly tore from her.

Panting, Sre laid her head against his sternum, hearing him snicker at her as he held her up, his hands holding her shoulders lightly. She looked up at him, still trying to get her breath back. "What's so funny now?"

He shook his head, still smiling softly. "Just that you can get so carried away."

"It's all your fault," she snapped, though there was no accusation in her tone.

He laughed. "I don't do anything. I'm just standing here, trying to get clean. You're the one who started this whole thing." Though there was a grin on his face, his dark eyes made her shiver. The confident control he had of her was more than enough for her body to tingle again. He chuckled wickedly when she buried her face into his chest. His arms held her possessively, his voice a soft rumble in her ear. "I have every intention of making you all mine, completely and utterly mine."

With that, he stepped out of the stream of water, getting about to drying off and going out to get dressed, leaving her shivering in the shower with a storm of emotions running through her.

Roscrow decided to go out once he was dressed. He closed the door quietly, turning when he heard the door of the room Dane was in open. He glanced into the room, catching a glimpse of a wisp of long honey brown hair in the bed before his father closed the door.

"What was that about you choosing for your bed to be empty?" Roscrow grinned sarcastically.

"Something about this being a celebration, and that I needed to get laid," Dane shot back, crossing his arms over his chest.

Chuckling, Roscrow shook his head. "At least I come by it honestly."

"There's hardly an honest thing about you, son," Dane sneered.

Roscrow crossed his arms, though he was much more relaxed than his father. "Sre would tell you differently."

"Oh?" Dane raised his brow. "You actually listened to me for once?"

Roscrow shook his head, still grinning. "Not a chance. I listened to her."

Dane rolled his eyes, leaning against the wall between the doors. "I'm glad someone around here respects tradition."

The door opened. Sre was surprised to find a pair of black eyes looking down at her. "What's going on?"

Roscrow shrugged. Dane stood up straight, looking slightly sheepish. "Just the usual father-son banter, m'lady," he said.

Sre glanced at the door of Dane's room before pursuing her lips. "You have that same face he gets when he's done something wrong. She's my friend. I really hope you don't pull the whole dragonrider attitude."

Before Dane could respond, there was the sound of about a dozen pairs of feet tromping up the stairs. Sre turned in time to see a group of the women from the town rush up to her.

"You're coming with us!" Diana giggled, grabbing Sre's wrist.

"Wait, what?" Sre blinked in surprise as she was surrounded.

"You are not getting married looking like that!" her friend giggled again, pulling her along as the other women made sure she had no chance to resist.

"But... I...!" She glanced over her shoulder desperately. "Roscrow!"

He lifted his hands, shrugging helplessly though he had a massive delighted smile on his face. "This appears to be out of my hands, darling. The people have spoken. Have fun!" He waved mockingly.

Both Dane and Roscrow laughed when they heard her squeak at the bottom of the stairs, hearing several other women corralling her out of the inn, fussing over every tiny detail. She continued to try and convince them that she thought everything was fine, but they only laughed and took her to Diana's house. She was the fashion queen of the town.

"Well, that was amusing," Roscrow chuckled, turning back to his father.

"Oh, it's about to get better." Dane grinned when there were more booted feet that came up the stairs.

Roscrow's smile changed into a look of trepidation before he even turned to see about a dozen of the men standing behind him. "You've got to be kidding."

Jasper crossed his arms, a smile on his face. "This is special for Sre. You can't expect us to not do this."

Roscrow glanced at his father. The amusement in Dane's eyes told him there would be no back up. "Can I just shine my armor and call it good?"

He felt Dane's large hand against the back of his neck, shoving him forward. "Certainly not! The people have spoken, son. This is out of your hands."

If he had truly wanted to, he could have planted his feet and they likely would not have been able to move him. But with a sigh, Roscrow allowed the men to surround him, a good head and a half taller than most of them, leading him down the stairs, though with much apprehension.

The door across from them opened suddenly, Kelvin looking up at Dane in surprise. "What's going on?"

"Kelvin! Assistance would be greatly appreciated!" Roscrow yelled out as he was led down to the tavern.

"The townsfolk have decided Sre and Roscrow need to be prettied up," Dane chuckled sadistically as he was greatly enjoying his son's discomfort. "Might want to give them a hand."

Kelvin laughed. Markus glanced around him curiously. "This cannot be missed. If you're not gonna watch, then move, I've got to see that man dressed up like a gentleman." Together, they both chased after the precession, along with half the guard squad, thoroughly enjoying Roscrow's loud objections. The other half had made an attempt to follow Sre, but the women had locked them out, saying only women could see her until it was time.

With another chuckle, Dane turned, slipping back into his room, smiling when Slina peered up at him drowsily.

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The whole town had been working most of the night to get the place set up perfectly. Roscrow was standing near the makeshift stage, a gorgeous trellis at the top of the step which had living flowering vines braided through the spaces. It was set in the small grassy area at the southern end of the town that faced the woods. The sun shone brightly overhead, causing the white lace that had been laid out on the platform to sparkle.

He shifted awkwardly. The ceremonial armor had had to be changed to fit his large frame. It was made of a pure white metal, even the chainmail under the half chest plate, small pauldrons, gauntletts, cuisse, and the solarets. The leather straps and gloves were dyed white as well. The whole thing was fairly uncomfortable, but that's why it was ceremonial. It was worn only for very special occasions, such as this. He sighed, hiding in the shade so he didn't overheat.

"You look perfectly stunning, sir," Kelvin jested with him, snickering when Roscrow flashed his black eyes at him in threat of death.

"I think we should dye his hair, too," Jasper chuckled. The other men laughed.

Roscrow kept his head down, not wanting anyone to know that their mocking comments were actually amusing him. He hadn't expected any of this to happen, but he was glad it had. Sre deserved the most perfect day, and he wasn't about to ruin it by complaining how tight the armor was.

Dane had to keep looking around so he didn't stare too long at his son. It was simply too entertaining to him. He never thought he'd see this day. Every time he glanced at Roscrow, he had to cough to cover his laughing. Roscrow kept glaring at him, sneering.

"Why is it you get to keep your armor?" he asked Dane in mock hatred.

"I'm too big to wear anything like that," Dane explained, trying with all his might to keep a straight face. "Also, I'm not the one getting married. You're the one who asked her. Besides, I've worn that kind of armor three times already."

"Maybe you'll wear it a fourth time?" Roscrow teased, waggling his brows knowingly.

With a scowl, Dane turned away, inspecting the area. People were bustling all around, making certain there was not a thing out of place. Wild flowers were placed in vases, scattered about in an elegant order. People would be standing for this so small bags were placed all over for the end to throw petals on the couple. At the other end of the town, there was a massive feast being prepared and laid out, people rushing about back and forth.

Dane raised a brow when he heard the giggles and squeals coming from the house that Sre was being held captive in. He glanced back over at Roscrow, having to smile. Roscrow looked so nervous, though only those who knew him as well as his father and Kelvin could see it. He continuously shifted from foot to foot, picking at the armor. Kelvin kept having to readjust it for him as he continuously pulled it loose.

Thinking to cheer his son up, knowing how nervous he had been for each of his own weddings, he headed for the house. There were guards standing outside the door, but they, as everyone, were in high spirits and didn't say a word when Dane nodded to them, a mischievous look in his dark eyes.

He could hear the women talking through the door. "He's so handsome! I bet he's good in bed!"

Sre giggled with the rest of them. "If I told you just how good he was, you may not believe me," she jested in return.

"Enough talk! Stop moving so much! I can't get this seam right if you keep squirming."

Again the women giggled, Sre among them. "It's gonna end up on the floor, anyways, Diana. Don't worry so much."

"Who would have thought our Queen was so perverted!" They all laughed. The guards glanced up at Dane with a grin.

Dane swung the door open, peering in. "I do hope you'll be ready soon...." He stopped before finishing what he had planned to say. Sre stood in the middle of a crowd, her side to him. Her arms were raised as Diana was trying to get the soft, pale creme colored silk dress to fit her just right. Her back was bare, the cloth cut thin and clasped behind her neck, just the very tip of her crest showing.

The screams of the women made him snap out of his reverie. He slammed the door shut just as something heavy was thrown at him, thumping against the door. He and the two guards burst into laughter when they heard Sre yelling at him.

"Dane! I swear, I'll set Hero on you if you say anything to Roscrow!"

"I just wanted to make sure you weren't asleep in there. My son is looking like he might hop on Granger and leave if you don't hurry!" He chuckled, walking away.

"What did you do?" Roscrow glared at his father, having heard the screams from across the street.

"Just gave Sre reason to hurry. You'll thank me later." Dane was about to leave it at that, but Roscrow chased after him.

"What did you say?" To anyone else, his voice would have sounded normal, but Dane could hear the strain. It made him chuckle all the more.

"It's not what I said, son. It's what I saw." Then he clicked his tongue, turning away as if bored. "But she told me not to say anything or she'd send her dragon after me, so you're just going to have to wait."

"Wait, what did you see?" Roscrow followed after Dane, his voice the low growl that most others couldn't ever quite make out.

"You'll just have to wait and see for yourself." Dane knew as long as Roscrow paid more attention to him, he'd forget his own discomfort and nerves, exactly what he'd intended. "But I know you'll like it. I should warn you, though. Try to keep your jaw off the ground when you see her."

He continued to casually tease Roscrow even as he watched the young girls of the town run around, handing out wreaths of wild flowers they had put together. At first, a few of the guards refused, but Kelvin barked at them that they'd regret their refusal as soon as the whole event was was over. Soon enough just about everyone had one.

Jasper was more than happy to put on his wreath as he strode over to Roscrow and his father. "Getting that dragon cleaned up is a chore," he remarked. "I don't think there are any flowers left in the woods."

"What are you doing to Hero?" Roscrow was getting awfully impatient. Dane was having a hard time keeping the smile off his face, knowing full well the feelings his son was going through. He'd felt them each time he'd gotten married.

Jasper just laughed. "You'll see him soon enough! He's going to be the ring bearer!"

"Where is he keeping the rings?" Roscrow asked, suddenly panicked. "They're not in his mouth, are they? Last time Sre asked him to hold onto something small he swallowed it. Took us three days to retrieve it."

Jasper just smiled, shaking his head. "You'll see."

Sighing, Roscrow was starting to show his anxiety with everyone telling him to wait. The sun was already at its zenith. He'd been waiting for over an hour now. He wanted the day to be over. He wanted Sre in his arms, his forever.

There was a quiet throat clearing near them. Jasper smiled. "Hey, Slina. Is Sre ready yet? We've got everything else ready!"

Slina nodded slowly, trying not to glance at Dane. "They're just brushing her hair now. Diana told me to start getting everyone in their places." Her voice was very soft. She'd never been a very loud person.

"Finally!" Roscrow exclaimed, throwing up his hands and heading toward the platform.

Dane chuckled briefly at him before turning and raising a brow at Slina. She turned away her eyes, shifting slightly, her knees weak under his gaze. Jasper glanced between them before spinning on his heel and following Roscrow. He called to Kelvin, who sneered at him but followed after. Markus turned to call at the crowd of people near him. It didn't take more than a few minutes before the whole town was standing on the grass, talking excitedly.

Dane and Roscrow stepped up onto the stage under the trellis. Dane glanced at his son, noticing he was trembling ever so slightly in anticipation. He smiled. "Why are you so nervous? You're the one who asked her."

"I'm starting to wonder if I should have listened to you," Roscrow responded softly.

"Of course you should have. But too late now." He then patted his son's shoulder making Roscrow look up at him. "I may not be pleased with this, but you make her happy, and she makes you happy. That's all that matters."

Roscrow rolled his eyes, though his body relaxed a bit. "Now you tell me!"

The crowd suddenly went silent. Diana had showed up, a massive grin on her round face. "May I present, our most beloved citizen, friend, and Queen." She bowed at the waist, stepping back into the crowd. The people were split to either side, leaving an aisle for Sre to walk.

The breath Roscrow had been holding rushed out of him with an astounded whisper, "Oh gods...."

Sre stood just at the start of the aisle, a shy blush on her cheeks. Everyone was staring at her in captivated awe. She slowly started forward, smiling as each row of people on either side of her bowed deeply as she came to them. The thickly flowing pale creme silk of the dress was just long enough to barely sweep the ground. She could feel the warm sun against her bare back. The front was low cut, reaching up and around the sides of her neck. Her arms would have been bare but for the pearly white sheer chiffon sleeves. It wrapped around her bosom lightly, tying in the back, the remaining length of it sweeping down nearly to the ground. The sleeves were to her wrists, tapered so that even they nearly touched the ground. The sleeved drape hung loosely around her bare shoulders, letting the sun shine on her skin. Wrapped around from under her breasts, a thin, braided white cord crossed behind her back, then over her belly, and her back again before being loosely tied on her front, just under her navel.

It was obvious the women had taken their time with her hair, brushing it back and pinning it up in small waves, making sure they hid her scar. They had tied small white feathers into her hair which brushed her slender neck as a soft warm breeze blew. Around her head was a wreath of living vines, blossoming with pale lavender flowers. In her hands she tightly gripped a small bouquet of white flowers.

Halfway to the stage, she had to giggle softly when Dane reached over to his son, using one finger to shut his hanging jaw. She bit her lip at seeing Roscrow in his sparkling white armor. His black eyes and hair accented the armor, though it made his olive skin seem paler, or maybe that was from the adrenaline in him. He nearly tripped on himself just standing still, his knees feeling weak from awe.

Sre finally stepped up onto the stage, coming to stand before Roscrow. His breathing was shallow, his chest tight. He almost didn't dare move lest he mar the perfection that stood in front of him. But when she handed the bouquet to Slina who stood at the edge of the stage and held up her hands to him, he didn't even know he'd lifted his arms, lacing his longer and larger fingers with her slender ones. He was so entranced by her that he didn't even know there was anyone else around him.

Dane made a quiet sound, gaining Sre's attention. "I must say, my lady, that of all the Tamers I've lived through, you are indeed the most beautiful."

Sre blushed brightly, smiling bashfully. "Thank you," she said very softly, looking back at Roscrow. He didn't even blink, afraid to miss a moment.

With great care, Dane leaned over and started to wrap more of the living vines with its delicate pale lavender petals around their wrists loosely, binding the two together. His voice was deep and clear, allowing everyone to hear him speak.

"These vines bind you together in body, signifying your bond in soul. Fate has brought you two together, intertwining the paths you have walked in your lives. From now on, know that when you look to the rising sun, each day is refreshed, as so too should be your love for one another. Let there be growth in shared silences. Let you both illuminate the darkness with your shared love. May there always be a passion of the hearts, the warmth of hearth and home, and should you find yourselves separated, look to the moons above and know that you both are looking at the same sky. Blessed be this union by the gods of old, by the land and the sea and all the life that flows around us, and by those who have come before us."

The crowd was silent but for a few sniffles. It didn't stay quiet for long. There was the sound of wings, a dark shadow that passed by overhead. People looked up as Hero landed at an angle to not disturb the trellis or the flowers or any of the folks standing there. Then he turned, rearing back his head, letting out a loud roar, wings raised. When he was finished with his show, he held up a paw. On his talons shone the rings, silver in color. The larger ring was on his claw that was nearest to Sre, the smaller nearest to Roscrow. Dane nodded to his son when Roscrow glanced at him.

Roscrow took the ring, careful not to break or unravel the vines that still held them together. He spoke much more quietly than Dane had, like he was speaking to Sre only for she was the only person he even saw at the moment. "To you I pledge more than just my love. I vow my loyalty, through any challenge or temptation that lies ahead. I pledge to you my undying soul, that I would be bound to you through sickness and health, through whatever life or death might present to us, through all the elements of the earth and sky and sea, be them calm or angered. To the Queen of my nation and of my heart do I seal these vows with this ring."

Gently, he slipped the ring onto Sre's finger. It fit snugly, shining in the warm sun. Sre had to bite her lip, afraid she would cry when she looked up into his eyes, knowing he meant every word.

Carefully, Sre took the larger ring off Hero's claw, looking up at her dragon. His copper eyes were lidded in affection and happiness like a cat. He didn't understand this ritual, but it was obvious that his mother was happy with this, and it filled him with glee and contentment to see her so mirthful. She smiled at him before she turned back to Roscrow.

Sre spoke, forgetting that they were standing before a crowd, "As this ring has no end, neither shall my love for you. I commit myself to you, through whatever lies ahead."

She blushed, not knowing what else to say, so she slid the ring on Roscrow's finger. He took her hands again, holding her tightly. He didn't want to take his eyes off her, completely in awe of the angel that stood before him.

After a quiet moment, Dane held up his hands. "I don't even have to ask if you do, so just kiss already. I'm hungry."

A ripple of laughter went through the crowd. Roscrow chuckled, slipping one hand out of the binding of the vines and wrapped it around Sre as he leaned her back. She squealed, but his lips stifled it, his tongue caressing along the edge of her mouth, teasing her, promising her a night she would not forget.

A loud cheer went up, everyone clapping and congratulating them. Dane had to grab Roscrow's shoulder, standing him upright with narrowed eyes. "Save that for tonight, you two," he teased gruffly. Roscrow laughed with overwhelming elation, holding onto Sre tightly.

Together, the two of them turned and stepped off the platform. There was a flurry of white and pale pink petals thrown up into the air, people cheering loudly and joyfully as the couple walked down the aisle, laughing as they headed out to the other side of town where the tables of a grand feast awaited them.