A Paladin's Training Ch. 08

If Ossarom saw through Maloth's smooth talk, he showed no outward sign. His broad face split in a smile. "Then consider yourself a friend of the Giants, Lord Maloth!"

Maloth returned the smile, and Lina, Emmin and Mali beamed happily. Mali and Emmin in particular, for they had felt Maloth's seed on their skin, and would be hungry for more. Maloth could feel their desire, and he longed to manipulate it. "Thank you, Chieftain Ossarom," Maloth said, inclining his head. "We will accomplish much together, you and I."

"Indeed!" Ossarom boomed. He made to get to his feet, but Maloth stopped him.

"One thing, if I may, Chieftain."

Ossarom settled back down and eyed Maloth expectantly. "Yes?"

"I feel that I would best benefit from knowing as much of your culture as possible," Maloth began. "Especially considering we are friends, now."

"Please, stay, if you wish," the Chieftain said, sweeping his broad hand out. "Genga is your village as it is ours."

Maloth smiled gratefully. "I would love nothing more than to be around your people," he lied. "But I must be on my way by morning. Perhaps one of your people would join me? Giants are known for their wisdom, and I could use a capable advisor."

Ossarom's eyebrows rose, and he opened his mouth to say something, but Mali broke in. "Chieftain, it is a wise idea to send one of our own with Lord Maloth." She placed her hand atop his where it rested on her broad thigh. "I myself will see this done. I have already visited him, and I was treated with the utmost dignity and respect."

Maloth suppressed his smile. She was more eager than he thought.

Ossarom erupted, causing Lina and Emmin to jump, though Mali remained still, unperturbed. "Absolutely not! You are our Seeker, Nemalinair! This village needs you here!" He stared into Mali's large, dark eyes before adding, "I need you here."

Mali smiled comfortingly. "Lina is ready for the ritual, Chieftain, and she is more than able to take my place while I'm gone." She looked across Ossarom to where Lina was sitting on Emmin's right. "What do you think, Lina?"

Lina took a deep breath which pushed her massive tits out more prominently. "I believe I am ready."

Emmin smiled proudly at her mother. "You will be a wonderful Seeker, mother!"

Maloth waited impatiently for them to finish their sentimental nonsense. Were he at his full strength, he would have walked into this backwater village and taken whatever he wanted, but he would have to wait for that power, and a large part of it would come with Mali.

Over at the bonfire, most of the Giants were now naked and beginning to pair off, with many females getting down on all fours so the males could mount them right there and then. Bass moans and groans echoed through the night as the primal fornicating took hold. Maloth felt his cock twitch as he watched the hedonistic display, and a glance at Barrog showed a telling bulge in the Orc's breeches.

His attention was brought back to the conversation between the Giants as Ossarom touched Mali's cheek tenderly. "You will be missed, my love." The Chieftain's gaze fell back on Maloth. "You are being trusted with our greatest treasure, Lord Maloth," he warned, his face impassive. "Any harm befalls Mali, all accords are broken, and you and yours will be considered mortal enemies of the Giants."

Maloth nodded, hoping is impatience was not apparent. "I assure you, Chieftain, Mali will be treated as she deserves."

"Very well," Ossarom boomed, seeming to relax. He leaned back on his hands. "Then let us celebrate, for we say farewell to Mali, and rejoice in the raising of a new Seeker!"

Cheers rose from the bonfire, at least from those Giants that had heard Ossarom's announcement. The rest were too busy fucking. In the circle Maloth was occupying, however, a shroud of lust seemed to fall over the Giants, and Emmin immediately leaned to her left and began kissing the Chieftain, who moaned in approval, his enormous cock beginning to lift from the grass between his thighs. Emmin quickly wrapped a hand around the enormous thing as it grew, and stroked it enthusiastically.

Maloth felt his eyebrows rise as he took in the immensity of Ossarom's appendage. At maybe three feet long and seven inches wide, he had far underestimated the size a Giant's cock could achieve. He made a mental note of its dimensions, for he would emulate the massive organ when he next fucked a Giantess.

Lina crawled behind Emmin and knelt behind the Chieftain, pressing her mountainous tits into his back and sliding her hands across his chest, licking her lush lips as she watched her daughter handling the Giant's dick.

Ossarom grunted in pleasure as Emmin bent forward and took the engorged head of his tool into her mouth. Despite his current lack of strength, Maloth felt his cock begin to rise as he watched the Giants play. Lina gently encouraged Ossarom to lay back on the grass, and he did so until his head was resting on the ground between Lina's open thighs. The pretty Giantess was facing Maloth, and her wet sex was visible from where he sat. Ossarom reached up behind his head to grasp Lina's full ass and pull her forward until she was straddling his face.

"Oh, Ossarom!" Lina moaned as his broad tongue extended and began to lap at her bald slit. Her hands braced themselves on his strong chest and she arched her back, presenting her mighty breasts for Maloth's visual enjoyment. Emmin continued sucking the Chieftain while fondling his apple-sized balls, smiling up at her mother every now and again. The young Giantess shifted her position till she was kneeling between his spread thighs and her ass was pointed right at Maloth, who had begun to stroke himself as he eyed Emmin's huge, dusky behind, the lips of her sex glistening with wetness.

He wanted nothing more than to bury his cock into Emmin's young pussy, but tonight would not be that night. Maloth's eyes wandered to Mali, who was also watching Ossarom and the women. She was leaning back on one hand, her luscious thighs parted and her other hand delving into her hairless cunt. Her monumental breasts heaved with her breath, and her dark eyes were lidded with lust.

With a grin, Maloth reached out with a fraction of his power and tied a dark string to Mali's heart and her sex, accelerating her need. He also did the same to Emmin and Lina, ramping up their lust so they would keep Ossarom busy.

Emmin responded with a low groan as her desire escalated, and she scrambled to her feet, placing one foot on either side of her Chieftain's hips and bending to grasp his yard-long phallus with both hands. Maloth watched in fascination as the young Giantess slowly squatted until the bulbous head of Ossarom's prick pressed up against her slick pussy lips. Surprisingly, Emmin's hungry cunt began to swallow the veiny meat immediately, and soon her plump ass was resting on the Chieftain's thighs.

Ossarom boomed a moan into Lina's pussy. "Emmin!" He gasped. "So tight!"

Lina had watched every inch of cock disappear inside her daughter, and she was biting her lip as she bucked her hips on Ossarom's face, her mammoth tits shaking on her chest. Emmin, too, began to slowly gyrate on the Chieftain's shaft, kneading her own expansive tits and whimpering quietly.

Confident that Ossarom was suitably distracted, Maloth got to his feet and made for Mali. Her eyes locked onto him as he approached, and when she went to move, Maloth motioned for her to remain still. She obeyed, her large, brown eyes gazing at him hotly as he stepped between her legs. Being a Giantess, her head was directly level with Maloth's now fully-engorged cock as he stood before her. He hadn't bothered to increase his size this time; he didn't have the energy spare, and Mali wouldn't care, anyway. She desired to please him and would put her own needs second to his.

With a lusty moan, the beautiful Seeker leaned in and took him into her mouth, her broad tongue bathing his length as she began to suck lovingly. One big hand fondled his heavy balls, while the other continued its work on her pussy, and Maloth could hear the wet sucking sound as her fingers probed her depths.

He needed to make this quick; he wasn't sure how Ossarom would react to seeing his Seeker -- who was also probably his lover -- with Maloth's cock in her mouth. He suspected the Giants were liberal enough to share their women, but one couldn't be too sure. Secondly, his energy was the lowest it had been since binding Ellerion, so he was running out of time.

Letting go of all his control, he seized a double handful of Mali's silky black hair and thrust deeply into the warm cavern of her mouth, until her nose was pressed up against the smooth skin of his pelvis. She suckled powerfully, moaning in pleasure as she brought herself to climax with her fingers, the vibrations from her throat shooting down Maloth's turgid length and into his balls, which immediately began to churn.

It was time for Mali to be his for eternity. Black come boiled forth, firing from the head of his cock into the back of Mali's throat. She swallowed greedily, taking his essence into her body, where it instantly began to take effect, Binding Mali's body, mind and soul to Maloth. The busty Giantess shuddered as she experienced a peak of pleasure never before reached, and Maloth watched her, holding her hair tightly and keeping his cock embedded between her lips until she'd swallowed all he had to give.

A rush of power hit Maloth like an avalanche, and he roared as life flowed into him, strengthening his mind and body alike. His muscles corded with renewed vigour, and his focus sharpened, bringing new clarity to his thoughts. His senses felt keener, and with them came a new awareness of Mali.

She looked up at him adoringly, smiling around the crimson cock she had not yet released. She spoke no words, but her eyes said it all: "I am yours, Lord Maloth."

Just then, a tremor ran through the earth beneath them, so subtle that Maloth might have missed it if it weren't for his heightened senses. Looking around, none of the Giants had appeared to have noticed it, either, with the bonfire crowd now having descended into an outright orgy, a mass of huge, dark bodies intertwined in the firelight.

Thankfully, Ossarom, Lina and Emmin had been too preoccupied with one another to pay attention to Maloth's encounter with Mali, and they also had not seemed to notice the tremor. Emmin was now bouncing on the Chieftain's long shaft with abandon, and Lina was leaning forward, taking her daughter's hard brown nipples into her mouth one at a time.

With his strength renewed, and his power increased, Maloth's desire shot to new heights. He wanted to fuck something, to dominate it, and he didn't care what Chieftain fucking Ossarom thought about it.

Stepping back, he removed his cock from Mali's lush lips and motioned for her to turn over. She did so immediately, positioning herself on her hands and knees before him, her wide, luscious ass waving side to side. She looked over her shoulder at him. "Fuck me, my Lord! Take me right here!"

With much less need to preserve his energy, Maloth stepped forward and seized two handfuls of her brown ass cheeks before ramming himself into her steamy pussy with one savage thrust. He hadn't bothered to increase his size; the Binding had taken hold, and Mali's body would now adapt to him. Indeed, as he sunk into her slick cunt, she tightened considerably, squeezing him with her velvet walls.

He began to fuck her relentlessly, relishing in being able to freely fuck without fear of depletion. Her vast rump rippled as he pounded her, and his balls slapped repeatedly into the hard clit that protruded lower down.

"Oh, fuck me, my Lord!" Mali wailed, pushing herself back against him with such force that Maloth had to push the balls of his feet into the earth beneath the grass to maintain purchase.

To his right, Lina and Emmin were both still riding Ossarom, but they were watching Maloth fuck Mali enviously. To show them what they were missing, he pulled free of Mali's clenching cunt and, without warning, buried himself in her asshole, the copious fluids coating his cock easing his passage.

Mali screamed as her tight hole was penetrated, and her body immediately spasmed in climax, the Binding feeding her only pleasure as her body was used to sate Maloth's needs. He ruthlessly ploughed her gripping tunnel, slapping the brown flesh of her buttocks as it rippled under his assault.

From the corner of his eye, Maloth could see Barrog still standing guard nearby, though he had unlimbered his green cock from his breeches and was stroking it while raking his dark eyes over the bodies of the Giantesses.

Testing his new level of power, Maloth lashed out with dark energy, tendrils of lust striking every female in the vicinity and working her into a sex-mad fury. Emmin and Lina screamed desperately as they began to work Ossarom harder, both women grinding themselves on his face and cock until Maloth thought they might kill him. He kept fucking Mali while he watched with interest. Over near the bonfire, the lust-crazed women began to dominate the orgy, with many of the men being forced down onto their backs and mounted roughly. Maloth doubted any of them would be complaining.

There was a booming grunt, and Maloth saw the Chieftain's huge balls lift as he began to come inside Emmin's cunt. The young Giantess laughed and ran her fingers through her lustrous jet hair as she felt the warm cream fill her pussy. Her mother leaned forward and kissed her square on the mouth, and the two dark Giantesses traded tongues and kneaded each other's breasts with passion as Emmin rode out the Chieftain's climax.

Mali was also watching her friends fuck, moaning constantly as her ass got reamed by Maloth's crimson rod.

Sated, Emmin collapsed to the grass between Ossarom and where Maloth was standing behind Mali. She lay with her dark thighs open, and a steady flow of white cream was leaking from her bald pussy. Lina immediately replaced her daughter on the Chieftain's massive cock, slotting it into her slick snatch with little effort before beginning to ride him at a furious pace.

Ossarom reached up and seized Lina's swaying tits, the huge orbs filling his immense hands completely. He glanced over to see Mali receiving a fierce ass-fucking from Maloth, but his attention was soon back on the pretty Giantess grinding her hips on his cock. Fortunately, the hulking Chieftain appeared unconcerned about Maloth spearing his shaft into Mali.

With a grunt, Maloth began to come, firing his black seed forth into Mali's asshole. The beautiful Giantess threw her head back and screamed as she felt terrible pleasure rip through her. She would forever crave Maloth, now that she was Bound to him, and her greatest pleasure was receiving his come into her body. For her survival, she would now require his essence at least once every lunar cycle, or she would take ill and eventually die.

Mali shuddered as Maloth pulled his come-slicked cock free of her hole. He stood and admired his latest acquisition, obediently remaining on her hands and knees for his pleasure. A triumphant smile touched his lips as he considered what fun he could have with a woman this size, every feminine feature multiplied in its dimensions. She was curvaceous, though well shy of fat, and her massive, heavy tits, her expansive thighs and deliciously large ass were very appealing to Maloth, and on her hands and knees, she was at the perfect height to be fucked by him as he stood behind her. Yes, Mali would look most impressive at his side, especially when he found her some clothing that complemented her body, if he allowed her to wear anything at all.

He walked from behind her wide rump and around to stand before her face, trailing his hand from her hip and up her spine until it tangled in her silky jet hair. Her gaze lifted to his face, and she beamed adoringly. "Come, Mali," Maloth whispered down at the dark beauty. "It is time for us to leave."

With an obedient nod, Mali got to her feet. "I will collect my things, my Lord," she said, looking down at him subserviently, despite being twice his height. Maloth's head was barely level with her navel, and he watched her rump jiggle as she strode off. Several male Giants called to her as she passed the bonfire, though she ignored them, prioritizing Maloth's needs above her own.

Now that she was Bound, Mali would want to fuck constantly, and while she would always favour Maloth above all others, she would take whatever was around. Maloth didn't particularly care whom she fucked, as long as she didn't put herself in danger, and was always available when he wanted her.

Ossarom looked over at Maloth, his body rocking with the motion of Lina's gyrating hips. "Tell the Orc he is welcome to join," he rumbled, his words punctuated by deep grunts. "We Giants are generous folk, when we wish to be."

Maloth glanced at Barrog, who was still fisting his impressive cock. His dark eyes were glued to Emmin, who still lay spread-eagled on the grass, though her head was turned to watch her mother and Ossarom copulating. "Be quick about it," Maloth snapped at the Orc. "We don't have long."

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***SMYTHE -- The Plane of Aros***

Smythe was perched in the usual place he occupied when on the Plane, looking down from the snowy mountaintop onto the vast landscape laid out below like a scene from a fine oil painting. It helped him think, this place, and he had much to think on.

Now that Aran's training was complete -- at least as far as Smythe could teach him -- there was nothing keeping Smythe in Ironshire, and the time was fast approaching for him to leave. It was never easy, leaving a town after ten years, especially when you had friends there, like Berrigan, and now Rayna and Bella, who had been visiting often since Aran left. Not that Smythe was complaining; who wouldn't want two gorgeous women sharing a bed with him most nights?

It made it harder to think of leaving, when you had to consider leaving behind the people you cared about, but the longer he stayed, the more he risked making a mistake and being discovered. Because of what had happened between Aran, Rayna and Bella -- quite by accident, Aran had Bonded both women to himself, and also to each other -- it had been necessary to tell them what Smythe and Aran were, as they were now forever connected to Aran. Unfortunately, it also meant that they were now another risk to think about in a world full of risks.

Smythe grinned when he thought of Aran; the lad was remarkable, hardly knowing one end of a blade from the other to besting Smythe in swordplay within three months? Had it not just happened, Smythe would have not believed it possible. After all, he'd been handling a sword for over eighty years!

It wasn't just the lad's skill with a blade, either; the potential of his Gift was truly tremendous. Smythe doubted there was any Paladin in history who had the Gift as strongly as Aran did. The world would surely change as young Aran moved through it, and Smythe intended to be there to help the boy in any way he could.

Suddenly, his meditation was disturbed by a most welcome presence.

"Just thought I'd stop by and see if you were about," came a smoky voice from behind him.

Without physically turning -- as one didn't really need to anything physical on the Plane of Aros -- Smythe was facing Elaina in a blink, but he remained sitting on the rock. "I'm glad you did, lass," he said with a grin. He and Elaina had only visited a brief handful of times during Smythe's time with Aran, as the training required full focus from the mentor as well as the student. "I've thought of you often."

It was true; he did think of his former student a lot, and one couldn't really blame a man for it. She looked as perfect as ever, standing there in the snow with not a stitch on, her beautiful face and shapely body making his mouth go dry with desire. Short golden hair framed a face with a cute nose and sparkling emerald eyes, and the rest of her was fit yet buxom and generously curved, with large, round breasts that sat proudly on her chest, flaring hips and good, thick thighs. Her bottom was somehow plump and firm at the same time, and Smythe remembered well how good it felt in his hands.