The Saga of Tallia the Unwilling Ch. 07

Sang shook her head. She produced a crude sack that had once held rice and opened it. What filled it now reflected the torchlight magnificently for it was laden with lustrous silver. "More, close," whispered Sang.

Hilarius finished his binding and suddenly gave Sang a hug. Sang decided not to knife the boisterous rogue but instead begrudgingly accepted the show of affection. "I'm going to write a song about you, Sang. A big damned epic poem! First, you sent that damned croc-man to hell and now you've made us all rich! Let's collect the loot and beat feet out of here."

Liandra finally spoke. "Mela is too sick to travel and..." she paused, "...and I can't leave. Arion Three-Eyes must die."

Sang just shook her head.

Hilarius though spoke, "Liandra, this is insanity."

"It's not insane! I'm not insane!" cried Liandra, "The fire spoke to me! We can do this! We can kill Arion Three-Eyes!"

"How?" answered the rogue. "We had our chance. When we stormed his sanctum, Tallia had her sword and we seemingly had the jump on him, With one glance, he brought us all to our knees. Where was your god then, priest?"

"You don't understand..." the priestess said.

"Oh, I understand. I understand that we are exhausted, almost unarmed and barely alive. I understand that you are driven mad by your need for revenge! Liandra, you saved my life. For that I am forever grateful. But listen to me. Just listen!" said the rogue forcefully, silencing the priestess' objections.

"We only barely escaped the wizard's fortress this time and the next time... well, there isn't going to be a next time. We killed a great many of his servants -- his pet hydra, whatever the hell that tiger-dragon-thing was and more monster men than I can easily count. That'll set his plans back and we've earned a fine reward for our trouble. At the very least, we've scouted most of the fortress. I'd wager, Sang could probably even craft a serviceable map. With this treasure, you can hire more sell-swords in Denggang and return here in force."

Sang nodded in agreement. She could not believe that the noisome rogue was proving the most sensible of her companions.

"Treasure? This was never about treasure!" cried the priestess. "His creations, his servants, they mean nothing to Arion. He'll replenish his ranks in no time. If he disappears again, I may never find him... Tallia, you've spoken to him. You know the depths of his evil. You know what he will do if we leave him alive." Liandra was almost weeping, even as she cradled the sick sidhe who was still unconscious and burning with fever.

"She's right," said Tallia. "We have to finish this. Anyways, now we must rest. How much food do we have?"

Sang held up two fingers. "Two days," said Tallia, "and there is more water nearby?"

Sang nodded. "Do what you will," she whispered. "In two days, I go."

"I understand," the Amazon said. The entire group became quiet, resting, eating and lost in their own thoughts.

***

Tallia awoke shivering in the dark. This was no surprise. In this subterranean hell, it was always cold and forever lightless. Even though the Amazon was still very much naked, and had been for days, Sang at least had stolen some bedding and so Tallia was rapped up in a thin, grey blanket. Tallia would have once called it dirty, but after that fetid prison cell, it now seemed luxuriously clean. There was a small fire, kept so low as to now be only a few glowing embers. But those embers gave off welcome warmth that now warmed the Amazon's hands and traced the edges of stone with its faint illumination.

She carefully stood up and retrieved one of the torches from Sang's cache. She groped her way out of the small hiding place and paused to cautiously listen if there was any sound or sign of unwelcomed attention. She was rewarded only with a deep subterranean silence. Confident that she was alone, she lit the torch with the embers and quickly left the camp not wanting to awaken her friends.

"Where might you be sneaking off to?" asked a whispered voice she immediately recognized.

"I'm fetching some water. We're almost out and... I wanted to stretch my legs," whispered the Amazon to the still prone Hilarius. "Anyways, I've had my fill of sleeping in cramped spaces."

"Want some company?" the rogue asked.

"Sure," and with that Hilarius joined her. "Any guesses what time it is?" she asked.

"Not a clue," said Hilarius with a shrug. "I was trying to keep track in the prison if only out of sheer boredom. Now, I'm totally out of sorts."

"It doesn't matter. We'll escape when we escape, night or day."

"True enough," said Hilarius.

They travelled the short distance to the pool Sang had showed them earlier. Tallia jammed the torch into a crack of black stone and began to refill a few skins as well as slaking her own thirst.

"Gods, look at us now," remarked Tallia dourly. "We're once more paupers. I don't even own a set of sandals, never mind armor or a decent kit. Your only clothes are a loincloth made from a tattered sheet. Gods on high and in hell, I'm missing my bear skin cloak. The damn wizard's probably fucking a slave girl on it as we speak."

Hilarius remained resolutely chipper. "Paupers? Hah! With a sack full of silver each, when we make it back to Denggang, we'll be rich!"

"That's going to be a long journey without a boat or horses or shoes, dressed in rags," said Tallia.

"It'll be hard, yes, but we'll make it," spoke Hilarius with absolute certainty. "The arena, the wizard, that fucking crocodile-man, if they couldn't kill us, I think we can survive a hike. If we can make it back to the river, maybe we can find a passing rice barge and hitch a ride."

Tallia nodded. "Hey, you remember that bear you woke up?"

Hilarius rolled his eyes. "Seven gods of fortune, you're not still on about the damned..."

Tallia placed her finger to Hilarius' lips. "I just wanted you to know that figuring out how to get out of the cell pays that off. We are square about the bear."

The rogue laughed. "Oh that is most generous of you, my lady."

"However," Tallia continued. "You do still owe me for finding you a healer in Denggang, rescuing you from the hydra, and saving you from the tiger-dragon in the arena."

"We're keeping score are we?" said the rogue. "Okay, what about the time I used my mastery of ventriloquism to get you past those monster guards?"

"Doesn't count," said the Amazon firmly.

"And why, pray tell, not?" said the rogue.

"Because you distracted them, but Sang and I had to actually kill them. So, it was a group effort."

"Aha, but I distracted the tiger-dragon from mauling you to death. So, also a group effort."

She paused, "While I think you're somewhat over-valuing this 'distraction' of shaking a bloody wig and a dirty dress at the tiger-dragon -- I'm feeling generous, so I'll allow it."

"And," said the rogue, "what about that time I broke you out of prison in Yaath'Xin? That counts for one!"

"Already took that one into account. I paid that one off by saving you from the man-eating eagle."

"The man-eating eagle was nowhere near as dangerous as the entire legions of the mad prince!" said the rogue. "I feel like I'm being cheated here."

"The eagle was dangerous enough to pick you up by your cloak and carry you off to feed its brood. If I hadn't shot it with my bow, you'd be eagle turds by now."

"That was a good bow," Hilarius digressed. "I stole it from a captain of the guard as I recall. Whatever happened to that bow?"

"The two-headed wolf bit it in half, remember?"

"Right!"

"Anyways, the matter is settled," said Tallia firmly. "You owe me two lives."

"Your ridiculous and clearly biased accounting aside, surely I've already paid you back some of that by giving you the fucking of your life while were imprisoned in the dungeons of the wizard."

Tallia shook her head, "Sex is definitely a group effort."

"You know, Tallus or Tallia or whatever your calling yourself these days," said the exasperated rogue, "This little counting game you are playing -- I see right through it. All it proves is how many times I've saved you from certain death. You need me, honey."

Tallia shook her head. "Gods on high and in hell, I forget how much of a cad you can be."

"You wound me!" jested the rogue. "A cad am I? If that's true, then you, my dear are a repeat cad-fucker. You may keep track of lives, but I prefer to keep track of sex. Do you remember our first time?"

"Of course," said Tallia. "It was back in the ludus of Lord Khaizan. I was still Tallus. Gods, I was so afraid. The next day was to be our first match in the royal arena. I couldn't sleep."

"And instead of sleeping, what did we do?" asked Hilarius, sporting a wicked grin.

"You came over and approached me. We were alone in our cell and you whispered something. You whispered it because if we woke up the magister, gods, we'd earn such a beating... What did you say?"

"Fear not, great warrior. The gods of fortune will shine upon us tomorrow! Get some rest," said Hilarius, like it was yesterday.

Tallia's eye's lit up. "I remember. 'I can't sleep'."

"I have the remedy," answered Hilarius, again perfectly recalling that distant day.

"What is it?" said Tallia. It was all coming back to her.

"And then I sucked your cock for the first time," said Hilarius still smiling. "I intended to do just that but, oh no, over-eager Tallus..."

"I turned you over and took you," said Tallia. "Gods, I was young."

"Not that young. That was only, what... nine years ago?"

"It seems like nine lifetimes ago. And I was nineteen. I wasn't a virgin, of course. But before I was imprisoned, enslaved and sold to the school, I'd been a street urchin. I'd had precious little experience," said Tallia.

"Yeah, you we're pretty terrible. Fortunately," said Hilarius, "I was already a master of the arts of love."

Tallia rolled her eyes at the boastful rascal.

"Anyways," continued Hilarius, "by the standards of the other encounters I'd had in the Ludus, you were genuinely gentle. And you even had the courtesy to jerk me off as you finished inside me. Even then, you were a hopeless romantic."

"Like I said, you're a cad," said Tallia.

"So, if that's true," said the rogue, "why have you snuck away with me in what is probably either the dead of night or maybe the late afternoon?"

"I snuck away with you because first, I was truly dying of thirst and second, people who free me from the mind control of evil wizards, well..."

"Yes?" said the rogue.

"They deserve blowjobs," said Tallia flatly.

"Wow," managed Hilarius. This was not where he had expected this to go.

"You drive me crazy sometimes, my friend and frequent cell-mate," said the Amazon drawing close, "but I do... I have come to love you. So... how did it go? Fear not, great warrior. The gods of fortune will shine upon us tomorrow! Get some rest."

"I can't sleep," answered the rogue.

"I have the remedy," answered Tallia.

And she kissed the rogue. And this was not some sort of thank-you-for-the-lovely-dinner-party kiss. No. This was a full passionate, I-have-decided-to-suck-your-dick-for-days kiss. With quite a bit of tongue as well.

Hilarius had the banter knocked right out of him and was still struggling for something clever to say as Tallia tossed aside her only garment -- the grey blanket. Every time that Hilarius saw her figure fully and gloriously nude, it was like the first time. She was perfection -- a masterpiece in marble come to life. And now before this little rogue, the goddess got down on her knees, removed his loin cloth, cleaned his cock with a bit a cold water applied by her warm hand and then sucked his rapidly hardening member into her mouth.

"Oh," said Hilarius, letting out a gasp of pleasure, "and now I love you too..."

Tallia smirked but continued her work, slowly at first and largely with her tongue. She intended to be focused entirely upon his pleasure, but she quickly realized that the wanton lewdness of her efforts were turning her on as well. Still, she did not allow any distractions and kept eagerly at her oral endeavors.

She luxuriated him with long lavish licks that traced all along his shaft and head. She nibbled and nipped, kissed and caressed, savored and sucked. She took it slow but was soon certain of her success both by his gasping low breathy moans and his fully stiffened sex.

Then she brought her hands to the game. Her fingers danced lightly across his sensitive, damp cock skin. His length was now nicely slick and that made rubbing his shaft easy work. He shivered at her first stroke along his hard cock. And then the shivers became a symphony of delight. Hi was clearly loving this.

She tightened her grasp upon his sex and applied a more intense but still gentle pressure. Her hands moved quicker now and in unison with her more fevered suction. She worked his cock. She could also tell from his increasingly desperate exhalations that he was getting close.

And that's when she slowed. She didn't entirely cease her efforts, but she relented on the friction and frenzy of fingers and tongue. She gave him time to breathe and to regain his control. He might have even thought she was going to stop and that there lovemaking would move to some new phase.

But no. After she was sure that the danger of his immediate release was past, she started again. Hand and mouth once more worked in glorious union to overwhelm Hi with pleasure. He gasped and moaned once more. This became an escalating cycle. She took him to the edge, time and time again. But she denied him that final moment of orgasm.

She was tireless in the pursuit of his pleasure and soon the rogue could only groan in delight and desire. For his part, Hilarius was doing everything he could to prolong this moment. But that was becoming more and more difficult. He tried to let his mind wander. But how could when before him was Tallia, his goddess?

He moved now, bucking his hips gently into her mouth, fucking her gently even as she sucked him. With each passing moment, resistance to his orgasm became increasingly impossible. Now, there was no going back. Tallia sensing this increased both pressure and speed. His cock was on fire. Every nerve in his body seem connected to his stimulated sex.

She never stopped using her hands, but she did pause from using her mouth long enough to ask, "Where?"

Hilarius needed nothing more. "Tits, please."

"Oh, how polite. Is my boyfriend going to buy me a pretty pearl necklace?" she whispered low and wicked.

And that was it. He came. As he did she aimed his cock straight at her splendid bosom and painted her bare breasts with his seed. He fire shot after shot, streaking pearlescent white cum strands decoratively along the curvature of her breasts. After a while, the strands were replaced instead by drops, each one shining in the flickering torchlight like a small pearl across her perfect skin.

She finally let him go, but remained on her knees. She used her forefinger to sample his cum and remarked, "My boyfriend tastes good. Salty but also sweet." And then she used both her hands to rub his cum into her tits like lotion. Soon both of her splendid breasts sheened with his spend.

"I don't think I'll wash up. I like having my tits glazed with your cum," she whispered. Hilarius was already starting to soften, but Tallia was not done. "You get one more," the Amazon said.

"One more?" He said, still swooning from his last orgasm.

"I know from our prison fucking, you are perfectly capable of cumming twice. So, you get to cum on or in me one more time as my thank you for breaking me out. Again I ask, where?"

Hilarius was unsure what god or goddess he had pleased to be offered such an amazing gift, but he definitely was no in mood to refuse. He decided to shoot for the moon. Tallus, now Tallia, was always in charge when they made love. The rogue did as he was told and honestly had no problem with that. Tallus had fucked him in the ass and cum in his mouth more times than he could count in the ludus of Lord Khaizan and the gladiator always rewarded him by jerking him off or even sometimes going down on him. Tallia now too had always taken the lead. Dare hope...

"Your ass, madam. I would very much like..."

He didn't even get to finish. His words were stolen from him again as Tallia got down on all fours and spread herself wide. "Oh please, Hi," she whispered sultry and wanton, "teach my ass what it's for."

Hilarius assumed that he would need a bit of a break after painting Tallia's tits before he could perform again. But with that, no. He was quickly ready once more. Who could blame him? He had been dreaming of this bottom, in one form or another, for years.

He positioned himself behind his willing lover and made sure his cock was again well lubricated with spit. Of course, his hardening member also still was covered with a sheen of his own cum. And with that, he gently nudged at her nether portal with his tip. She was tight, of course, but he didn't realize quite how tight she'd be. Then it occurred to Hilarius -- since Tallia's transformation, he would be the first to enter her thus. He wondered if that counted as taking a form of virginity, but he didn't dwell on the technicality of that overmuch. Hilarius had always thought that the obsession with virginity was overrated.

At first, it was almost painful. She was unyielding to him. So, he decided on a new tactic. He backed off from using his cock for a moment and instead lubricated his right forefinger. He then began to massage gently her back passage. She moaned at his gentle touch. His finger circled slowly around her ass, feeling the wrinkled and yet also almost velvety flesh there. Slowly he entered, penetrating her slowly with his digit. This earned him more soft sighs of pleasure from the Amazonian goddess.

And still deeper he went. He pushed his finger up to the first knuckle. She clamped down tight about the intruding digit, almost to the point of paint. But then ever so slowly, ever so slightly, she began to relax. He was patient. He was in no rush to see this moment's end. But as he found her ever more yielding, he ventured further entering her all the way to the second knuckle. His finger was still clamped tight and he could feel her interior flexing and gripping upon his finger. The beauty of finger fucking this exquisite ass, while not directly stimulating his member, was still causing him to get ever harder.

He now had enough give to move his finger in a slow circular motion even as he remained inside. This new motion only pleased her more and the soft music of her delight continued. Now he managed to get the entire digit within her. He paused and savored that achievement. He could still feel her trembling and squeezing against him. He could sense her heart beat, so deep was he within her.

His other hand gently caressed and massaged her splendid butt. She had muscles like iron beneath the smooth and flawless skin. Her pussy too, even though he had not even so much as teased it, was clearly wet and quivering in response to his slow, skilled and methodical attention to her ass.

Now he truly began to move within her. He started at last to finger fuck her tight bottom. His movements at first were so subtle as to be almost imperceptible. But as he sensed at last she was beginning to relax and allow more easily his entry, he began to quicken his efforts. But again, his progress was slow. This languid pace, this unhurried progress was he savored and delighted in the most about the entire endeavor.

A long while of gently working her ass was rewarded at last with ever decreasing resistance. His finger was no longer so tightly gripped as to be at all painful. She had loosened, just a little. Still, he resisted the urge to skip straight to his cock. No, he only continued fingering her. Again and again, stroking in and out of her bottom.