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Xena and Gabrielle belong to MCA/ Universal/Renaissance Pictures, blah blah blah, yadda yadda yadda. This story is a PWP story (Plot? What Plot?), however, there's plenty of sex and
a fair bit of kink. So sit back relax and enjoy!!!
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Xena and Gabrielle had just finished eating their mid-day meal.
Gabrielle contemplated Xena's pensive mood while she packed up their
gear to continue their silent trek on the road. The day had been
uneventful which was in stark contrast to two days before when had
they encountered a few scraggly bandits who had been foolish enough
to threaten them. The two women managed to trounce the ten ruffians,
however, Xena had initially underestimated their leader. Eventually,
she killed him but it took her much longer than expected and her
victory was mixed with equal parts clever ingenuity and sheer good
luck. It was a close call but both women escaped unharmed. Ever since
then, however, Xena had been quiet and distant. Whenever Gabrielle
would begin her usual chattering, Xena would silence her with a mere
glance. Several times the bard caught Xena staring at her with
uninhibited lust while at the same time, she kept Gabrielle at bay.
There was something different in Xena's eyes that made Gabrielle's
stomach tighten. She'd seen that smouldering look before and
recognised it for what it was. Warrior lust. Patiently, she waited
for Xena to make her move.
Finally, Xena did. She reached for Argo's tethers and called
Gabrielle to her side. As she leaned the bard against the horse, she
pressed her full body against the smaller woman, and blocked any
avenue for escape.
"I want you to ride up with me," she murmured. Gabrielle knew she
was trapped. Her nerves jangled as she giggled, "Xena, you know I
don't like to-----" Xena nipped at the soft flesh of her neck.
Gabrielle gasped and her knees went weak as she realised it was a
command not a request. It was the tone of voice she had been waiting
for and for reasons she dared not analyse, she loved it when Xena
slipped into her Warrior Princess mode. She cherished the ironclad
power the warrior wielded over her. Gabrielle moaned into Xena's
mouth as the warrior's tongue searched ruthlessly for the heat
inside.
"Come on," Xena commanded. Gabrielle could not have walked if she
wanted to. Her knees were jelly as she allowed Xena to pull her up in
front of her on the tall horse. They trotted off onto the trail.
"No matter what I do, you will keep both hands on the saddlehorn,"
Xena declared. The bard feared what was to come but only from not
knowing what Xena would do. She always trusted Xena and knew that the
warrior would never actually put her in any real danger. But still,
she was frightened of her own needs and how much she wanted the
Warrior Princess to overpower her.
Xena breathed into Gabrielle's ear and nipped at her earlobe
sending chills running through the bard. The gentle rocking of Argo's
trot made her self conscious of how wet she was. She had a difficult
time keeping her balance and if not for Xena's strong arms around her
and her cloth undergarments, she would have slid off of Argo's saddle
altogether.
Xena bit down firmly on a particularly sensitive spot on the
bard's neck. The bard's hands involuntarily flew off the saddlehorn.
Xena lifted her head.
"Did you hear what I said about the saddlehorn, little bard?"
Xena questioned, her voice even and controlled.
"Yes, I.I.I.I.I'm sorry," the bard stammered, "I couldn't help
myself." She knew full well that was the lamest excuse she could
offer up but she didn't have any other.
"You couldn't help yourself? That's a pretty lame excuse.
Now, tell me what did I say about the saddlehorn," Xena asked
again. Gabrielle was having a difficult time breathing. The sound of
Argo's trotting hooves was driving her insane, Xena's voice was
carrying her to greater heights and the warrior's presence at her
back would surely drive her mad if they didn't stop somewhere soon.
"You said to keep my hands on the saddlehorn," Gabrielle's voice
was small and shaky.
"Yes. Now do you think you can manage to follow my orders, little
bard, or am I going to have to make you walk?"
"No!" Gabrielle swallowed hard. "I.I.I.I mean yes, I can follow
your orders," Gabrielle could barely think clearly. She didn't want
to walk ever again if she could just stay here forever in Xena's arms
atop Argo.
"Yes, what? little bard. Are you forgetting your manners, too?"
Xena wiggled her hand under Gabrielle's green top. She found a taut
nipple and squeezed gently. She rolled the erect nipple in her
fingers and pinched firmly on the little nub until Gabrielle squeaked
out a cry of passion.
"Ah! Yes, Warrior Princess." Gabrielle replied meekly, her
breathing heavy and erratic under Xena's expert ministrations.
"That's better," Xena's mouth found its way back to the bard's
neck. She bit down on the opposite side and mirrored the sensations
with exact precision. Gabrielle knew that Xena's knowledge of every
nerve ending in her body allowed her to exploit the bard's weak
points and propel her further into lustful madness. Xena bit down
harder than she had on the other side and it took all of Gabrielle's
rapidly vanishing strength to hold on to the saddlehorn. She cried
out as Xena continued her simultaneous onslaught on her neck and her
sensitive nipple.
"Xena!" Gabrielle gasped. She was afraid she would not be able to
hold on much longer but she didn't want to disobey her Warrior
Princess' orders.
"Hmmm?" Xena didn't pause and her fingers twisted unmercifully on
the bard's hardened nipple.
"Xena, I....," Gabrielle changed her mind in mid-sentence. She
really didn't want Xena to stop, so she held on for dear life as her
knuckles turned sheer white from gripping the saddlehorn. "....I love
you!" she finished.
Xena paused from her ministrations and laughed. "Were your hands
going to come off, little bard? Next time I'll have to tie them down,
do you think you'd like that? Then you'd really be helpless and eager
to do my bidding, wouldn't you?" Xena's voice was seductively low in
Gabrielle's ear.
She moaned aloud at Xena's suggestion, then nodded meekly and
leaned back into Xena's armour, the brass and leather a harsh
reminder of the warrior's domination over her. Just when she thought
she had Xena figured out, the warrior would surprise her with yet
another playful angle. Xena's creative lovemaking never ceased to
her.
"We'll camp out at the next valley." Xena said abruptly.
Xena towered over Gabrielle. Her armour was as close as it could
get without actually touching the nervous bard. Gabrielle could not
resist gazing at Xena's enticing cleavage. She wanted to soothe her
face between those breasts as she had many times before but she knew
at the moment, the warrior would not allow it. When Xena was in her
Warrior Princess mode Gabrielle was not permitted to touch her as
freely as she normally would. And the discipline it took for the bard
to keep her hands off Xena made her dizzy with a crazed hunger. It
took all of her concentration to listen to Xena's hypnotising voice
as she gave her instructions.
"......it shouldn't take me that long, but I expect it will be
dark by then, so keep your eyes and ears open," Xena was saying. The
tall warrior reached behind Gabrielle's neck, pulled her close and
smothered her mouth with her own. Her armour pressed into Gabrielle's
unprotected form and she allowed herself to be held up by the Warrior
Princess. She felt Xena's callused hands aggressively massage her
ample buttocks.
Xena reached underneath Gabrielle's skirt and found the dripping
patch between the bard's legs. She steered the smaller woman back
against a tree. Her lips never left the bard's mouth as she dipped
her tongue into Gabrielle's welcoming orifice. The bard felt the
rough bark as it scraped against her back as well as Xena's
breastplates as they mashed against her chest. She knew in the
morning she would have bruises on both sides but she didn't care. It
had happened before and it would happen again. She wrapped her arms
tightly around the warrior's waist and did not want to let Xena go
for anything short of a mortal Death. The smooth leather comforted
her into knowing that this was her Warrior Princess in all her
majestic glory.
Xena parted the bard's damp thighs. One finger dallied at the
entrance of the bard's wet opening and Gabrielle prayed to the gods
that Xena would enter her. Xena slipped in one finger, but just as
quickly withdrew it. Gabrielle gasped, "No!"
"Little bard, you're so slippery and yet I've hardly touched you,"
Xena purred. "I bet you wouldn't mind it one bit if I used that
phallus of mine instead of my finger. Isn't that what you want me to
do, my Amazon harlot? Fuck you right here at this tree?" Xena
straddled one of Gabrielle's thighs and began to move back and forth
against the smaller woman's leg. The bard could feel the heat of
Xena's moist centre despite the barrier of the warrior's
undergarments. She swallowed hard at the realisation that playing
this little game was just as arousing to Xena as it was to her.
Gabrielle also knew the only thing that kept her standing upright was
Xena's strong and powerful thigh.
"Yes....., please, Warrior.......Princess......," Gabrielle
pleaded, the words came out in strangled spurts. Xena continued to
grind against the bard's thigh and pressed her back harshly into the
tree.
"Come on, little bard, you can beg me better than that. What do
you want me to do?" Xena steadily sped up the pace against
Gabrielle's thigh. The bard pushed back against the warrior and kept
time with Xena's controlled rhythm. She marvelled at the strong
woman's ability to emotionally restrain herself even though Gabrielle
knew that Xena was nearing a climax. The bard was certain that if it
had been her, she would have simply screamed for release by now, but
when Xena was in her warlord mood, she could control herself right up
until the time she went over the edge. Only then would she let loose.
It simultaneously awed and thrilled Gabrielle to no end.
'Please, Warrior Princess, please take me," Gabrielle whimpered as
she spoke only slightly more coherently.
"With what? hmmm, little bard, my fingers? my mouth? the hilt of
my sword? what? you know what you want. And you know what I want
too."
Gabrielle shuddered felt Xena's hot breath on her neck as she
licked her flesh in between words. She could think of nothing but
Xena's phallus hidden away securely at the bottom of her saddlebag.
She remembered the first time she accidentally discovered it amongst
Xena's belongings and it had made her blush furiously. Her reaction
was duly noted by Xena and the warrior wasted no time in fulfilling
Gabrielle's erotic wish. The bard was sure she had died and gone to
the Elysian Fields the first time Xena penetrated her with it. The
warrior only used it as an occasional treat but when she did, it was
only after she elicited many shameless pleas from the bard. "With
your phallus, Warrior Princess." Gabrielle meekly confessed.
"Oh, I will, little bard, I will....but later......" her voice
trailed off and she released Gabrielle's imprisoned thigh. She held
the bard upright at arm's length and then put a finger to her lips
and savoured the taste of the sweet nectar that was Gabrielle.
"Hmm," Xena said as she licked her lips voraciously. "Now, while
I'm gone, remember, you belong to me," she said as she traced a
finger down the middle of Gabrielle's cleavage, across her abdomen,
to her navel and finally stopped at the top of her skirt. She pulled
slightly on the bard's waistband, then released her.
Gabrielle simply nodded, not trusting herself to speak. Xena
smiled and walked off into the forest to hunt for food.
As soon as Xena was out of sight, Gabrielle collapsed in a heap on
the ground. Oh by the Gods, she is so beautiful, Gabrielle thought.
She knew she had orders to follow from her Warrior Princess but she
needed time to pull herself together. Xena usually didn't take that
long to hunt for food so she didn't have much time but she didn't
need to hurry either. She would start a fire and organise the camp,
her usual chores, but for the moment, she needed to collect herself.
After a few deep breaths and a long pause, the bard rose to begin her
duties.
Gabrielle fiddled with the quail that cooked on the fire. Every so
often, she stole a glance at Xena who sat silently on a log at the
base of a tree. While the warrior waited for her meal, she sharpened
her sword and occasionally looked over at the bard. It was on nights
like these that Gabrielle catered to Xena's every whim. She could
hardly breathe in anticipation. Normally, by this time of night, Xena
would have removed her armour, but not tonight. Tonight, she remained
fully dressed in all her Warrior Princess magnificence.
Xena sat with her sword between her legs and Gabrielle tried very
hard not to stare at her muscled thighs. It appeared as if Xena had
taken off her undergarments but it was difficult for Gabrielle to see
in the dark. Every wayward glance in the warrior's direction
heightened her lust and anxiety. Xena concentrated on her sword as if
oblivious to the bard's attentive gaze.
Whenever Xena did look up, Gabrielle could hardly meet her stare
as she recognised the cool fire in the warrior's crystal blue eyes.
It was on these unique occasions that Gabrielle caught a glimpse into
the warlord Xena. It usually happened after a particularly heated
battle with barbaric scum when Xena was able to stretch her
competitive fires. Just like two days ago with the ten bandits. No
one ever got the best of her but if they presented an interesting
challenge...well, that was when her warrior lust broke out. Xena
would be consumed with it for days. It was a recurring pattern that
Gabrielle resigned herself to with an equal mixture of trepidation
and wanton desire.
"Come here, little bard," Xena paused from her sword sharpening.
Gabrielle nearly stumbled getting to her feet as Xena broke the long
silence and stood at attention beside the warrior. Xena did not look
up at the trembling bard, but focused on the point of her sword in
the ground before her. She simply stated, "I prefer my bards naked."
"You want me to.....?" Gabrielle didn't finish, she knew what Xena
wanted. She quickly undressed and presented her nude form before Xena
feeling much younger and more vulnerable than she already was. She
apprehensively awaited instructions.
Xena pulled down on Gabrielle's forearm, forcing her to kneel.
Xena placed the bard's hand on her bare thigh and rubbed her rough
warrior hands along the bard's back. Gabrielle's hand on Xena's thigh
felt as if it had been singed and she shuddered at Xena's touch, her
breath coming to her in short heaving gasps. She was certain she was
very close to fainting. Then Xena guided Gabrielle's hand to her
overflowing centre. Gabrielle was right, she wore no undergarments.
"Do you feel what you do to me, little bard?"
Gabrielle whimpered as if in pain as Xena guided the back of
the bard's fingers along her slick opening. Gabrielle lowered her
head so that her forehead rested on Xena's thigh. She moaned softly
enjoying the feel of the silky wetness of her Warrior Princess.
Before she realised what she was doing, she extended her tongue and
licked the smooth skin of Xena's thigh. She hungrily licked at the
muscular leg and wanted to devour everything that was Xena. She heard
the warrior laugh above her.
Xena yanked Gabrielle's hair and pulled the bard away from her
thigh.
"I never gave you permission to do that," the warrior warned.
Gabrielle's chest heaved as she gasped for fresh air. Panic flitted
over her as she watched Xena's piercing blue eyes flash anger. Her
worst nightmare would be if Xena ended this little game. And she knew
that Xena knew it.
"I'm sorry, it won't happen again," Gabrielle hoped her apology
would be accepted.
"You claim you are sorry, little bard, but you forget your
manners. Is your mind so full of erotic fantasies that there isn't
any room for manners, is that it?"
"No, Warrior Princess. I won't forget again, Warrior Princess."
Gabrielle inwardly breathed a sigh of relief that the game wasn't
over. She hoped it wouldn't be until Xena took her over and over deep
into the night.
"Good. Now go finish dinner," Xena returned to sharpening her
sword as she gazed into the seductive flames of the dancing fire.
Gabrielle knelt before the Warrior Princess with a plate of food
in her hands. She was completely naked and kept her head bowed until
Xena took the full plate from her. When she took it, Gabrielle
clasped her hands behind her back in the familiar humble position.
Above her, Gabrielle heard Xena quietly eat her food and she
struggled mightily to maintain her position.
"Open," was Xena's simple command. Gabrielle hesitantly lifted her
head and saw Xena's hand poised in mid air. She quickly obeyed and
tilted her head back to receive the precious gift Xena offered. The
warrior placed a piece of the cooked quail in Gabrielle's mouth and
allowed her to chew on the tasty morsel. The bard ate the offering
hastily although she wasn't very hungry. The last thing she wanted to
eat right now was food. After the last piece of quail was swallowed,
Xena slipped her finger inside Gabrielle's mouth.
"Suck," Xena commanded. Gabrielle sucked greedily on the extended
forefinger licking the delicious flavour from Xena's skin as if she
hadn't eaten in days. She twirled her tongue playfully around her
finger all the while thinking about nothing but pleasing her Warrior
Princess. The tongue performed a mini-audition as she silently
pleaded with Xena to allow her to pleasure her in a multitude of
ways.
"I see your mouth can be used for more than just talking, little
bard." Xena withdrew her finger. Gabrielle could not suppress a moan
and sighed deeply. And then, the warrior caught Gabrielle completely
off guard.
She said, "Let's see how talented that delicate little mouth of
yours really is." Xena put the plate beside her on the ground and
leaned back in expectation. Gabrielle's pulse raced frantically. She
froze in place, not sure if Xena was propositioning her or not. She
thought it best to wait for a firm command.
"Are you going to pass up on dessert?" Xena asked playfully as she
lifted up Gabrielle's chin to meet her gaze. Gabrielle swallowed hard
and whispered, "No."
"I didn't think so."
The bard didn't need a second invitation. She crawled
around the warrior's knee and buried her face between the
warrior's powerful thighs. She desperately sought out the taste of
Xena's luscious dessert. The warrior's juices were smeared along the
side of each thigh and the hairs of her dark triangle were soaked as
well. Gabrielle moaned heavily as she inhaled the intoxicating
combination of the musky fragrance of her core juices and the smell
of her leather. She slipped her tongue into the liquid opening and
lapped hungrily at the overflowing ambrosia. Her tongue danced
relentlessly in an exquisite demonstration of her prodigious oral
skills. It thrilled the bard to no end when she began to feel Xena
move her hips in rhythm to Gabrielle's oral manipulation. Her mouth
soon found Xena's hardened nub and Gabrielle heard a low groan escape
the warrior's lips. She grabbed Gabrielle's hair tightly and held her
face steadfast against her. The bard could hardly breathe and her
neck craned at an odd angle, but she refused to let that stop her
from giving her Warrior Princess so much pleasure. Gabrielle knew the
warrior was very close to reaching her climax so she continued her
generous oral massage. She sucked firmly on the nub until she felt
Xena stiffen and emit a low guttural moan. Gabrielle took a moment to
catch her breath. She kept her head firmly planted between Xena's
thighs and inhaled the exhilarating aroma of Xena's passion. She was
beside herself with longing and she didn't want to stop but Xena
yanked her up by her hair.
"Go clean this plate and be quick about it. You don't want to keep
me waiting," Xena ordered as she handed Gabrielle the empty plate.
The warrior rose to her feet.
Gabrielle nearly tripped again in an effort to stand up. She
didn't dare look up at the Warrior Princess although out of the
corner of her eye she could see Xena's dark hairs in between the
strips of her leather skirt. She still smelled Xena's excitement and
saw the wet hairs glisten in the moonlight. She forced herself to
look away. Finally, she composed herself long enough to retrieve the
plate and scurried over to the water pouch. She splashed some water
on the plate and carefully wiped away the remnants of the wild bird.
The bard was keenly aware of Xena's intense gaze on her nakedness as
she performed the most mundane of chores. It was a chore she had done
countless times before but on this night she was elated beyond words
and she hoped Xena would take her passionately when she was through.
It was all she could do to make her hands go faster and be done with
it.
"Are you going to be all night with that?" Xena asked impatiently.
She had moved over to a nearby tree and leaned against its wide bark.
"No, I...I...I'm sorry, Warrior Princess," Gabrielle finally
finished and humbly kneeled before Xena.
"I told you before, little bard, don't be sorry, just improve,"
she teased. "Now stand up, I want to look at you," Xena extended her
hand. Gabrielle stood and her heart swooned with a nearly
uncontrollable desire.
"Give me your hands," Xena instructed. The younger woman held out
her hands and her heart pounded in her chest as she never knew what
Xena would do next. Xena took her hands and crossed them at the
wrists, then lifted them over Gabrielle's head.
"Stay there," she commanded. When she returned, she had her whip
in her hand and proceeded to tie Gabrielle to an overhanging branch.
Her wrists stretched upright and she had to use every inch of her
short frame to keep her feet planted on the ground. Xena checked the
binding and made sure the blood in Gabrielle's wrists was flowing
freely. She traced her large palms along both sides of the bard's
abdomen, raising goosebumps on the delicate flesh. Gabrielle
instinctively moved against Xena's hands and she couldn't stop
herself from moaning out loud.
Xena circled around Gabrielle and wrapped her arms around the
smaller woman's frame from behind. The cool steel of the warrior's
armour did nothing to quiet the fire in Gabrielle's loins. Xena's
fingers quickly found their way down to the bard's dripping centre.
She massaged the slippery opening and whispered hotly in her ear.
"Hmm, you're so wet and ready, little bard. You still do want me
to fuck you, don't you?" she breathed heavily.
"Yes, Warrior Princess, please, I can't wait any longer,"
Gabrielle was becoming delirious, not caring what she said anymore,
but she at least remembered how to properly address her lover.
"Oh, but you will wait, little bard, you will wait. Until I'm
ready." Against Gabrielle's protests, Xena withdrew her fingers and
released the bard from her grip. She retrieved the carefully hidden
phallus from their saddlebags and held it up in front of a moaning
Gabrielle.
"Is this what you want?" she smirked.
Then Xena smothered Gabrielle's mouth with her own and
sent hot flames coursing through her entire being. One muscular
hand freely massaged the bard's plump buttocks as the other held the
phallus aloft. Gabrielle whimpered into Xena's mouth when the warrior
flattened her armour against the smaller woman's frame. She arched
her soft breasts into the contours of the metal breastplate.
"Xena!" she cried as she broke away from the fiery kiss. The power
of the warrior's grip was driving her to sheer lunacy. Her hips had a
life of their own as she tried to rub her needful mound against
Xena's thigh for release. But Xena held her at bay and wouldn't allow
her the proper angle.
Xena pulled slightly away and trailed the phallus down Gabrielle's
heaving chest. She paused to circle it around the bard's nipples and
induced them to stand erect. She covered her mouth over one nipple
and bit lightly at first, then harder, sending the bard into a
greater frenzy. Gabrielle gasped at the small bite and marvelled at
how her wet centre flooded with renewed fervour. She wanted to weave
her fingers through Xena's raven mane and get entangled in those
silky tresses but the whip imprisoned her wrists to the branch and
her helplessness spurred Gabrielle on to even greater heights of
passion.
"Xena! please, take me, please!" she pleaded as her hips bucked
against Xena in an effort to emphasise her need.
"I hear you, little bard," Xena grinned. She moved the phallus
teasingly down Gabrielle's stomach, circled her navel, passed it
through her red triangle and then rolled it along her thighs that
were now smeared with the bard's abundant juices. She outlined
Gabrielle's drenched labia with the tip of the phallus promising
entrance into the hot cave. It was all the bard could do to restrain
herself from pushing forward. She knew Xena liked to control when and
how she would be entered and after getting this close, she could wait
a bit longer. However, it took every ounce of discipline in her body
to will herself to keep still.
Xena slowly pushed the phallus inside her and it was all Gabrielle
could do to not pass out from sheer bliss. Despite her feeble
attempts at restraint, her hips began rocking against Xena's phallus
as blood rushed to all parts of her body igniting each sector into
one massive inferno. Xena straddled Gabrielle's thigh and left enough
room to gain access between the bard's legs. Steadily she thrust the
phallus in and out of the bard with ease, building a heat that both
women knew would soon end in an explosion.
"Yes, this is what you need, little bard," Xena breathed in
Gabrielle's ear. "Yes, to fuck me, this is me you're fucking, your
Warrior Princess," she murmured as her hand kept in sync in a
steadily thrusting tempo. Gabrielle opened her legs wider so that
Xena could penetrate deeper. She felt the phallus plunge inside her
stimulating every raw nerve ending along her inner walls. Faster and
faster Xena's hand moved as Gabrielle's hips bucked wildly as she
neared her climax. Simultaneously, Xena slithered against the bard's
thigh and Gabrielle sensed that Xena was nearing her own climax as
well.
"Feel me inside you.....yes!......yes!" Xena moaned huskily,
spurring the bard to an ecstasy beyond a mortal plane.
"Xena, I....yes!" Gabrielle, the normally talkative bard, could
hardly think a coherent thought let alone speak it. Her body was
completely consumed by Xena's ability to navigate her over the edge
of the precipice causing the oral centre in her brain shut down.
"Yes, take me, Gabrielle, take all of me!"
"Oh......!" Gabrielle was in an ecstatic delirium as the phallus
reached into the core of her very being. Her whole body was
electric with currents of passion that swept through her and she was
unable to hold back the dam of fire any longer.
"XENA!!!!!" she wailed as she strained against her bound wrists
and yanked hard on the sturdy branch. The warrior held Gabrielle
tightly with her strong arms and held on to her for dear life.
Xena held Gabrielle in her arms as they both retreated to the
comfort of their bedroll. For a long time they shared the peaceful
and mellow afterglow of their lovemaking.
"You are so good for me, Gabrielle," Xena smiled as she planted
tiny little kisses on the bard's forehead. "How did I ever find you?"
"You know I'm the one who tracked you down," Gabrielle laughed,
"but one of these days, you are finally going to drive me totally
insane!
The End
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