The Pearl Witch Ch. 04

Tomas began unhitching the horses from the wagon, with Dilon's help. Yara dismounted and led her horse into the stables.

Vera and Ellise stepped into the inn. The smell of smoke, ale, and piss assaulted their senses. They both wrinkled their noses. The witch took a moment to peer around the room. There was one spacious room that opened out onto the street and it was full of people eating and drinking together. Raucous laughter and loud conversation gave the place a highly charged atmosphere. A fire crackled behind a stone hearth. Most of the inn's patrons were too absorbed in their conversations to pay them any mind; many did not even bother to spare a glance. Only one or two locals looked up and stared as the two women made their way to the bar counter.

Vera wasn't expecting any trouble. Any reasonably intelligent fellow could figure out, by looking closely at her staff and its rune markings, that she was some sort of mage. And most people still harbored enough superstitions about magic and the supernatural that they steered clear of anyone they suspected of having the talent. Still, as two young women travelling alone, she couldn't help but wonder if they looked like an easy target.

The barkeep turned and blinked down at them. If he was taken aback by their appearance, he didn't show it. Vera asked for a room and a hot meal for the both of them. The man rattled off the price and Vera pulled a few coins from her satchel and handed them over. They received a key in return. The two made their way over to an empty table in a distant corner of the room, trying as much as possible, to stay inconspicuous. Vera sat down with a sigh and Ellise followed suit. They both set their bags down by their feet and surveyed the room again.

As far as the witch could tell, the inn served a mixed crowd. There were other travelers who chatted amongst themselves. Most were likely merchants and their hired swords. More than a few scruffy vagabonds sat nursing their drinks and largely keeping to themselves. There were also village folk who were simply enjoying a drink with each other and exchanging gossip about local affairs.

"We made it," sighed Ellise. She pressed herself against the witch in a manner not unlike a cat.

"We should look into chartering a boat tomorrow," said Vera as she scanned the crowd slowly.

"And supplies! We need more food. I don't know when we'll come across another town." The apprentice unbuckled the top of her knapsack and reached in to fish out the worn map the keeper had given them.

She squinted at the various dots and lines scrawled on the parchment and traced the path of the river that keeper had told them to travel down. "Looks like there's another town further down the Jordan. I'm not sure if we'll be able to reach it in a day though..."

"Relax. We can figure it out tomorrow," said Vera as she patted the girl's thigh. She had just caught sight of the red haired knight striding through the doors. Her helmet was tucked neatly under one arm and a bag was slung around her other shoulder.

She chatted with the innkeeper briefly before handing over a few coins and receiving a key as well. Turning, she caught sight of Vera and Ellise and paused a split second. As she seemed to make up her mind about something, she began ambling over.

"Got room for one more?" she asked, nodding at one of the empty chairs opposite the two. Vera and Ellise both nodded.

Yara grunted and eased herself into the creaky wooden chair.

"Will be glad to sleep in a bed again tonight," she huffed, dropping her bag to the floor and setting her helmet down on the table. She began unbuckling her gauntlets.

A serving woman waltzed by and laid down two plates stacked with boiled potatoes, cabbage, bread, and chunks of what looked like roasted chicken. She set down some cutlery as well before hurrying off to tend to other guests.

Yara eyed the food appreciatively. Vera wasted no time picking up her fork and knife and tearing into the potatoes. Ellise displayed a bit more decorum and began cutting her food up into smaller portions first.

"You two staying in town for a while?" asked Yara as she peeled her gloves off and set them off to the side.

Ellise glanced over at Vera before answering tentatively. "No, we've plans to head east tomorrow." She took a bite of her food and swallowed before continuing. "What about you? Isn't Tomas in a rush to get to Gugen?" asked Ellise.

"He is but we're low on supplies and he figures we might as well stay a day and do a bit of trading. We'll be back on the road the day after."

"How far is it from here?"

"Gugen? About two weeks by horse." The warrioress swept her gaze across the room, no doubt looking for the merchant to make sure he wasn't being accosted by unsavory characters. She turned her attention back to the two young women. She had opened her mouth to ask another question when the serving woman came between them and set down a large earthenware mug full of ale in front of her. The warrioress expressed her thanks and the woman nodded, spinning away once again. Yara took a swig of the ale and let out a deep breath. "Nothing like a bit of ale after a long day of riding," she sighed.

Ellise grinned and took another bite of her food. Vera stared at the Yara as if she had sprouted wings. The knight had been so tight lipped while they were on the road but now suddenly she was sitting with them and making friendly conversation. What a strange woman.

"After you finish helping Tomas, what will you do?" asked Ellise, her eyes full of curiosity.

Yara shrugged and took gulp of ale. "Find more work, I suppose."

"Is it fairly easy for you to find work then? Do you ever take a break and return home for a time?"

"Home is wherever I am." The warrioress' eyes lost their focus for a moment as she sunk into deep thought. "And yes, there's always someone hiring."

"But isn't it hard to be traveling all the time?" asked the blonde.

Yara shrugged. "It suits me. And I've been living this way for some time now. You see so much more of the world on horseback than tucked away in a cottage somewhere."

Ellise nodded. "This is my first time seeing the countryside and I have to say that it's been lovely so far," she glanced at her master and a faint smile tugged at the corners of her lips.

"Grew up in the city, eh? Forsgard all your life?"

The girl opened her mouth as if to say yes but faltered. "I—I don't know."

Yara paused midway through taking another drink and raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean by that?" she asked.

"Well, I don't remember where I grew up. I don't remember anything about my childhood, really." Ellise raised her hands and shrugged, trying to be nonchalant about it but her voice took on a slight tremble.

It was then that serving woman approached their table once again and set down a plate of still-steaming food in front of Yara along with several pieces of cutlery. She scanned the table looking for empty plates and when she found none, spun on her heels and bustled off.

"She's lost her memories," said Vera suddenly between bites.

Yara looked at the witch and then back at the girl and frowned. "Head injury?"

Ellise shook her head. "My earliest memory is of waking in a field. But I wasn't hurt as far as I could tell. Just... lost." A pained expression crept into her face, replacing her usual cheerful demeanor. She sat in silence.

"Surely there's something? Bits and pieces that you can make out in your head?"

Ellise shook her head again and looked down at her plate. "There's nothing. I can't remember a thing."

The knight looked back at the witch. "Perhaps your magic could—"

"—I tried. Didn't work," replied Vera.

"If Vera hadn't found me and taken me in, well, who knows where I'd be right now," explained Ellise. Her eyes had begun to take on a glassy quality and the warrioress quickly changed the subject by turning over to the witch.

"I heard you telling Tomas that you make potions?" she asked.

Vera nodded.

"What kinds?"

"All kinds. Mostly tinctures for aches and sores," replied the witch.

"My sword arm has been bothering me of late. Do you have anything for that?"

Vera swallowed her last bite and pushed her empty plate to the edge of the table where it would be easier to collect. She sighed and sat back in her chair. "Probably, though I didn't bring any with me. We were in a hurry when we left the capital."

Yara nodded and winced as she rolled her right shoulder. "Pity. I'll have to see the local apothecarist tomorrow."

"My friends!" Tomas and his grandson had made their way inside and over to their table. They both looked around for extra chairs to pull up to the table.

"Here, I'm finished. You can have my chair," offered Vera.

"I'm done too. Look, what good timing," chirped Ellise, smiling once more. They both collected their bags and shuffled out from behind the table, allowing Tomas and Dilon to squeeze in and sit. Vera and Ellise wished them a good evening and excused themselves.

As they made their way towards the stairs at the back of the hall, the witch looked down for a moment to readjust her bag and felt a shove against her shoulder.

"Ah, my apologies," murmured the man. He wore a large cloak with a hood that obscured most of his face but Vera caught a flash of pale blonde hair and light brown eyes before he strode off briskly behind them.

The witch shrugged and the pair continued up the stairs in a long, narrow corridor filled with labeled doors. Oil lamps lined the walls and they cast a warm glow onto the aged walls. They both looked for a door with the number etched onto their key and eventually found it nearly all the way down at the far end of the building.

As soon as the two stepped into the room, Vera latched the door and they dropped their knapsacks unceremoniously to the floor. With a collective sigh, they relaxed and looked around. The room was sparse but serviceable as far as accommodations went. There was a bed made with fresh linens against one wall. A simple nightstand sat to one side with a lit lamp resting on its worn surface. A small fireplace was set into the opposite wall with a few logs already piled onto the grate. A modest writing desk sat in the far corner of the room along with a battered looking stool.

Vera watched as Ellise unclasped her cloak and hung it on a rack beside the fireplace. The light from the bedside lamp was just enough to cast a dim glow throughout the room and outline her apprentice's sumptuous curves. As if sensing her gaze, the girl turned and blinked curiously at the older woman. Without a word, the witch closed the distance between them and embraced her.

They kissed. The weariness of their travel lost in the moment. Within seconds, they had stripped each other's clothes off and continued to kiss and nibble at each other playfully.

"Ellise," groaned Vera. Her apprentice had dropped down onto her haunches and had taken the witch's hardness into her warm mouth. She worked her tongue slowly around the head at first, teasing the loose skin. She paused to gaze up at Vera with her wide, innocent eyes for a few moments before looking back down and closing her eyes. She slid forward and took more of the witch into her mouth and settled into a gentle bobbing motion. Vera ran her fingers through the girl's hair, gasping as Ellise took a break from her cock to lap at the witch's folds underneath.

"Ahh! If you keep that up, I'm going to blow," gasped Vera as Ellise returned to sucking on the witch's cock. She let it slip out, sucking with extra vigor as it did for an exaggerated pop and grinned up at Vera.

"Let's see how much you've got for me this time," she said while giving the witch's cock a few lazy pumps.

"Later," grunted Vera as she motioned for Ellise to stand. "Right now, I think I'd like to return the favor."

Ellise smiled and allowed herself to be lifted up. The two continued to kiss as they moved towards the bed. Vera pushed her onto the sheets and Ellise couldn't help but giggle. The witch moved from Ellise's lips down her neck and onto her chest. She took one of the blonde's rosy nipples in hand and began rolling it between two fingers while suckling the other.

Ellise hummed with pleasure, enjoying the attention and pulling her fingers affectionately through the witch's locks. She gasped and moaned with delight as Vera moved downward and began lapping at her snatch. Her legs writhed underneath the witch as she struggled to stay in place under Vera's unrelenting tongue. She felt her master alternating between slow circles and a side to side pattern and it quickly drove her wild.

And as the pressure built to a peak, Ellise whimpered and cried out, pulling at Vera's hair urgently. On cue, the witch blanketed the girl's jewel with her tongue and this sent the blonde into a thrashing fit. Her entire body tensed and with her back completely arched, she was almost half a metre off the bed, immobile and wordlessly screaming before letting out a heavy breath and settling back down.

With the throes of Ellise's orgasm not even completely subsided, the witch moved up to push herself into the girl's tightness, eliciting a gasp from Ellise followed by a murmur of approval. The witch groaned as she worked up a comfortable rhythm, pumping in and out. Ellise rolled her hips underneath her, gasping with each downward stroke of the witch's cock. As Vera neared her climax she pulled out and sat back, panting and trying to hold back the flood of pleasure. Seeing this, Ellise lifted a foot up to caress the side of the witch's member and smirked as Vera let out a faint whimper.

It was as if the dark magic that coursed through her would not allow her to rest.

A glint appeared in Vera's eyes and she leaned forward to pull Ellise up into a sitting position. The girl cocked her head and looked at her inquisitively. Smirking, the witch snaked her arms around the girl's waist, to squeeze her round, pliable ass. She pulled Ellise into her lap until the girl's slit pressed against her stiffness. Ellise squirmed playfully and gasped as her still-sensitive clit was ground against Vera's hot member. The witch pushed her haunches up to clear room and with one hand, guided her cock back into the girl's pussy.

Ellise sucked in a breath sharply as she slowly sunk onto her master's cock. With her arms wrapped around the Vera's neck, she began bouncing in her master's lap, aided by the witch's hands on her buttocks.

"Ohh! Mmm. Ahhh! Ah-Vera-ah-ah-ah!" cried Ellise as her voice trailed off into senseless purring and whining.

Vera groaned and leaned forward to plant kisses on the blonde's neck and nibble her ear as she impaled the girl over and over again, reveling in the way Ellise's face scrunched up when completely filled with her cock and relaxed with she withdrew. When the blonde threw her head back and bit the corner of her lower lip, Vera knew that she was close to another orgasm.

"Vera, I-I'm cumming!!"

Ellise shuddered and wrapped her arms around the witch tightly as her snatch convulsed. She squeezed her eyes closed as pleasure crashed through her body once again.

Vera did not stop. As soon as Ellise's climax subsided, she spun the girl around and entered her from behind, breathing heavily as she thrust into the blonde, not bothering to start slow this time. Instead, she went at full speed, panting heavily and furrowing her brow. Ellise soon dropped to all fours for stability and pushed against the witch in time with her thrusts.

"Oh fuck, that's good. So so good," groaned the witch. "Won't be long now."

Ellise let her upper body fall onto the mess of bunched up blankets and pillows as the witch ploughed her from behind, her bouncing hips creating audible smacking sounds as she slammed into the girl's upturned ass with each downward thrust.

"Ahhh! Here it comes!" cried Vera as the first wave of her climax hit. She buried herself as deeply as possible into Ellise and her cock throbbed over and over again as she shot spurt after spurt after spurt of her seed into the blonde. They stayed in this position for what seemed like ages—with Ellise's face and upper body driven into the bed and her ass raised upwards. Vera continued to spew more and more cum while buried into her apprentice, her hands clamped firmly around the girl's hips.

When Vera finally finished, she pulled out and they both collapsed onto the tangle of linens, pillows, and blankets. Ellise looked over at Vera and giggled as the witch's cum slowly dribbled out of her. Her eyes became half lidded and her voice took on a slow, melodic quality, as if she was drunk on pleasure.

"Mmmmmm, that... that was amaaazing."

Vera grinned and kissed her slowly. They spent a few moments staring into each other eyes, kissing softly, and giggling like young school girls.

"My... but has it gotten a biiiit chilly?" asked Ellise. "Is there a draft somewhere?"

Vera sniffed and slipped off the bed to check on the windows. They were indeed shut but there was an unmistakable flow of cold air seeping in from somewhere. And she couldn't quite figure out where.

She turned and shrugged. The fireplace would come in handy after all. With a flick of her wrist and spoken word, the logs burst into flame and began crackling heartily. She stepped over to the hearth and held her hands out, savoring the warmth.

Ellise had rolled around on the bed and now lay with her head hanging off, watching Vera from her upside down vantage point. She beckoned the witch to come back to bed and Vera smiled, happy to oblige especially when faced with the sight of her inviting apprentice sprawled out on the bed.

Vera paused as she reached the foot of the bed where Ellise's head dangled off the edge, she realized that her prick had hardened again and was standing at full mast

"Come closer," called Ellise in a low, husky voice that almost felt out of place coming from her sweet, innocent face. It was almost as if a trance had fallen over her. "I promise I won't bite."

The witch stepped forward but before she could climb back onto the bed, she felt moisture and looked down. Ellise lay there with her hips twisted over, her hair a mess, her breasts spilling onto the sheets, and her lips on her cock. The blonde licked playfully at her erection.

Vera felt her insides burn.

Their romp just now had been both satisfying and unsatisfying. While it had been several days since they had the luxury of privacy (not to mention a bed) to enjoy each other's company, Vera's desires had grown and, once again, even though she had indulged herself, the swirling knot of arousal in her stomach had not gone away. If anything, she was even more turned on than before and she felt none of the normal fatigue that should have accompanied such an intense bedding.

"Mmm," cooed the blonde. With slow, delicate rotations of her head, she sucked and lapped at the underside of the witch's cock.

All of a sudden, Ellise stopped moving and whimpered.

Vera looked down again and her eyes widened.

Her cock was buried all the way to the hilt inside the blonde. Without even thinking, she had pressed all of her weight forward. She could feel Ellise's throat trembling around her and gods, the heat—she was iron in a furnace. And the air. Thick as smoke and damp as fog, pressing against her lungs. She breathed slowly despite the quickening of her heart. Her mind raced; thoughts rushed at blinding speed. Images of her ravaging Ellise to the point of spent and broken. Ideas that shouldn't have held any draw but weighed on her. Whispered to her. Tortured her with their decadence.

Vera pulled out slowly and Ellise gasped, trying catch her breath but the witch sunk back in without any warning. With one hand, she took hold of the girl's neck and with her other, she mashed and tweaked the girl's tits roughly.