Dark Dragon:
Breaking the Seal
by PJ
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warning. adult content.
Chapter 3
A
leather-armored Ork slashed into a soldier's stomach, releasing a stream of
blood and
gore from the man's body. General
Jordan smashed another Ork's head
open with
his own blade, then sliced open the murdering Ork's chest with a
graceful
spin. Gema watched impatiently from the
edge of the forest clearing,
her body
tense with barely constrained avarice.
More Orks poured into the
clearing,
their voices loud and harsh with hate as they fell upon Jordan and
his one remaining
henchman. The escort guard screamed
when three Orks pounced
on him,
chopping his helpless body apart with swords and sharp axes. Jordan
killed two
more charging monsters, then spun towards Gema, his sword dripping
with green
Orkish blood.
"Run
for the shrine! We have to outrun
them!" shouted Jordan as he sprinted
towards the
red-maned princess.
Gema hoisted
her black dress and leapt through the remaining forest to a huge
clearing. Centered within the expanse of green grass
was a two story stone
building
with a long, graceful staircase rising to its main doorway. The lithe
young woman
ran swiftly to the base of the stairs, then charged up the smooth
steps. Jordan emerged from the trees, then turned
around to slay two Orks who
were almost
upon him. More Orks jumped over the
bodies of their dead comrades,
forcing
Jordan to stand and fence with them.
Jordan used swift, focused blows
to hack the
bodies of his adversaries, then he hopped back long enough to
resume his
pursuit of Gema. A tribe of Orks tore
into the clearing, running
after Jordan
with wide, fanged mouths agape and weapons eager to taste the
human's
flesh. As Jordan pounded up the
staircase, Gema withdrew some arcane
material
from a belt pouch and hurled it down at the ascending Ork warriors.
The glob of
fungi and powder hit a stone stair step and exploded, hurling
flaming Ork
bodies backwards into the grass. The
surviving Orks halted at the
base of the
stairs, but maintained their aggression by throwing sharp knives at
the
retreating human fighter. Jordan
grunted when a dagger smacked into the
back of his
left leg, but he continued his ascent until he reached Gema's side.
The
beautiful young princess helped prop up Jordan as they both entered the
dark interior
of the Mage's shrine.
It was a
warm night near the western bank of the Green Water River. Victoria
and Mythas
sat on opposite sides of a small fire, watching the embers dance
under a fat,
skinned rabbit. Victoria idly poked a
stick into the blaze while
Mythas
watched the clear, star-lit sky. The
couple's reveries were broken by
the entrance
of a young elf girl riding a brown and white mare. Two more
horses were
tied to the girl's saddle horn as she leapt down from her perch to
rush forward
and embrace Mythas.
"Who's
this?" inquired Victoria with an arched eyebrow.
"My
sister, Laurana," smiled Mythas as the short, blonde-haired girl clung
possessively
to him. "Laurana, this is
Victoria. She's agreed to guard us on
our way
home."
"Hello,"
replied Laurana cooly, her gaze distrustful.
"Greetings,
Laurana. May the sun be warm upon
you," said Victoria with a
formal
elfish well-wishing.
The three
elves sat around the fire after the horses were secured, their small
dinner at last
ready for consumption. After the
rabbit, Laurana retrieved
travel
bread, fruit, and a flask of fine elfish wine.
Victoria savored every
bite and
relished the fruity flavor of the wine, it had been many years since
she had
enjoyed a true elfish meal. After
dinner, Mythas withdrew a polished
harp from
one of his travel bags. He tuned the
instrument, then played a slow,
soothing
melody upon it. Victoria lay on her
right side, watching the fire
crackle, her
body sated and at peace.
"Do you
have an instrument, Victoria?" asked Mythas.
"I
don't know, I haven't played it for years," replied Victoria with a frown
before she
grabbed her own travel bag and began rooting about inside it. The
brunette elf
woman sighed softly when she discovered her old, neglected flute.
She
carefully removed the instrument from her satchel, then brushed the dust
and grit
from the flute's surface. Victoria
brushed a tear from her eye, then
placed the
flute against her soft lips. She
tentatively blew a short note,
then played
a longer, whimsical ditty. Mythas and
Laurana smiled at her tune,
then the elf
lord joined Victoria, melding his harp music to her song. The two
elves played
far into the night, the dark landscape echoing with the music of
an ancient,
fading culture.
Temptress
and Hophena slowly entered the immense cavern.
The cave was well-
lit with
glow orbs, their bright light illuminating the chamber's smooth rock
walls and
floor.
Gold Dragon
slept quietly, his long tail curled around his large right hind
leg. The dragon's large nostrils flared when the
two females entered the
chamber,
then he slowly opened his slitted, reptilian eyes.
"Who
have you brought with you, little princess?" asked Gold Dragon with a low
growl.
"My
name is Temptress, and I've wanted to meet you for a long time," smiled
the blonde
woman warmly.
"You
smell of magick, how can this be?" inquired Gold Dragon as he raised his
head with
his long, sinuous neck.
"Yes, I
am a creature of magick. I was able to
find a crack in the Seal,
which
allowed me to enter the wonderful world of mortals. I have seen many
amazing
things here," replied Temptress in awe while she advanced slowly
towards the
reclining worm.
"This
is a world rich with life," agreed Gold Dragon, his large eyes watching
Temptress'
advance. "I have sworn myself to
protect it."
"A
noble task, great dragon," smiled Temptress as she reached Gold Dragon's
tail. "You are a true guardian of life."
Temptress
reached out with her delicate hands, her fingers stroking Gold
Dragon's
glimmering, golden scales. With a
flicker of her eyes, the sorceress
commanded
Hophena to caress Gold Dragon's chest.
The slack-faced princess
obeyed her
mistress, fondling Gold Dragon's chest scales, then licking them
sensuously
with her pink tongue. Gold Dragon
purred contentedly while the two
lovely young
women petted and kissed his body affectionately. Temptress untied
her black
leather vest, then bent forward, rubbing her large breasts against
Gold
Dragon's slowly twitching tail. Gold
Dragon watched the beautiful
golden-haired
woman press her luscious body against his, her skin warm and
flushed with
lust. Hophena pulled down her white
dress, then pressed her firm
ass against
his chest. The naked girl slid her
buttocks up and down Gold
Dragon's
scales while her round breasts dangled invitingly towards the floor.
Gold Dragon
unsheathed his long cock, then guided it towards the horny
Temptress. The sorceress smelled the dragon's sex organ
coming towards her,
the
throbbing head already dripping with pre-cum.
Temptress licked her full,
red-painted
lips, then briefly closed her eyes to summon the magick for her
next
task. Gold Dragon's cock tickled
Temptress' bottom, then brushed aside
her black
leather shorts to make its way into her warm pussy. Temptress gasped
with mock
shock, then moaned softly, squeezing the walls of her vagina around
the large,
pulsing shaft. Gold Dragon growled,
baring his sharp white fangs as
he pushed
deeper into the woman's cunt, filling her fuck hole with his tool.
Temptress
grunted while she began pumping up and down the worm's member, her
ass sliding
back and forth as she drew power from the act of sex. The woman's
pussy folded
around Gold Dragon's cock like a skin-tight glove, it drove the
dragon into
the womb of ecstasy. Temptress squeezed
her bobbing tits, driving
her ass
harder onto the dragon's shaft, feeling his probe press inside her
belly. The nearly naked witch fucked Gold Dragon
until she could feel his
orgasm
approaching. She pulled away from the
worm's quivering cock, then knelt
beneath it,
adorning the dripping shaft with kisses and long licks from her
warm, wet
tongue. Gold Dragon groaned with
pleasure, raising his snout towards
the ceiling,
preparing to roar with his coming climax.
Temptress'
eyes transformed from blue to black and red.
Fangs appeared within
the witch's
mouth as she bit down hard on the side of Gold Dragon's trembling
cock.
Gold Dragon
roared with pain, he looked down with agonized eyes as Temptress
tore bloody
rents into his member with her razor sharp fangs. Blue-black
lightning
swirled around the ugly bite wounds, growing stronger from the
dragon's
blood and the cum gushing from his cock head.
Temptress ran away from
the
convulsing dragon as the lightning tore into his body, ripping mortal rents
into his
scaly hide. Gold Dragon slammed a
spasming claw into the naked
Hophena,
sending her flying across the wide cavern floor. Temptress pressed
her slim
body against a cavern wall, watching with cruel pleasure as the
golden-scaled
dragon collapsed upon himself in a bundle of bloody limbs and
ravaged
flesh. Thin tendrils of lightning
played about Gold Dragon's corpse,
destroying
any last vestiges of life remaining in the worm's body.
Temptress
glanced to her right, where Hophena lay upon her stomach, face
pressed
against the floor while she moaned with pain.
"My
master may want you for a toy," pondered the witch before she advanced on
the limp
young girl.
"So,
our rivalry is over," chuckled Dark Dragon from his dimly-lit lair. The
oily- scaled
dragon leaned his head forward, to where several young peasant
girls stood
shackled to one of the roughly chiseled walls.
"I believe that it
is time to
celebrate my victory, don't you agree?"
Female
screams vibrated along the huge cavern walls, intermingled with Dark
Dragon's
malevolent, gloating laughter.
Victoria was
sleeping soundly in her bedroll when she detected a faint moan.
The elf
woman quickly opened her eyes, then glanced around the dying camp fire
when she
failed to spot Mythas or Laurana.
Concentrating on her hearing,
Victoria
waited until she heard a low, male grunt coming from a gathering of
bushes to
the west. Quietly sliding out of her
bedding, Victoria drew a knife
from her
belt and stalked towards the soft grunting and moaning coming from the
vegetation.
Victoria
reached the patch of vibrant, green bushes, then brushed away a gap
with the
edge of her dagger. The elf woman bit
her lip to keep from gasping
from the
sight she beheld. Laurana lay on her
bare stomach, her arms
outstretched
before her body as her chin dug into the soft, brown earth. The
elf girl's
small ass was thrust up high into the air, where it melded with
Mythas'
pumping crotch. Mythas held tightly
onto his little sister's hips,
keeping her
buttocks steady while he slammed his hardened cock into her tight
pink
pussy. Laurana grunted with each
violent thrust, her eyes were squeezed
shut, her
breasts pressed into the yielding soil.
"Fuck
me, fuck me harder!" demanded Laurana wantonly as she shoved her bare
ass upwards,
forcing her brother's shaft deeper into her moist vagina. Mythas
smiled
before he slapped his sister's taut buttocks, lavishing warm little
bruises on
her smooth, white flesh. Laurana
giggled with lewd pleasure,
digging her
small hands into the dirt so she could push herself onto her
brother's
tool. Flesh slapped against flesh as
the two lovers fucked each
other,
Laurana's ass quivered with each lascivious impact.
"Fuck
my little ass-hole," begged the young girl kneeling on her hands and
knees.
Mythas
grunted with acknowledgment, then removed his dripping cock from his
sister's wet
cunt. He carefully placed the engorged
head of his member against
Laurana's
tight little anus, then slowly slid his pole into her nether orifice.
Laurana
moaned with bliss, she licked her trembling lips as Mythas entered her
ass-hole,
filled it with his throbbing meat. The
elf lord grabbed the edges of
Laurana's
buttocks for support, then began pumping in and out of her anus, cum
and pussy
juices lubricating his tool while he probed the naked girl's tiny
hole. Laurana shuddered with pleasure, she fondled
her dirt-covered breasts,
pinching the
little pink nipples until she gasped from the exquisite pain.
Victoria
withdrew from the bush, her expression full of shock at the lewd,
decadent
behavior exhibited by her fellow elves.
Disillusioned and lonely,
Victoria
returned to her bedroll, then wrapped herself in its comforting
warmth. The elf woman rolled onto her left side, her
back to the bushes, as
she closed
her eyes and tried to ignore the sensual moans emanating from the
foliage
behind her.
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