1. Chapter Two - The Journey Home


    Date: 9/18/2015, Categories: Fetish, Hardcore, Masturbation, Author: autumn_taylor, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    The howl of the wind surrounded us. The storm was descending quickly. Very soon there would be a white out and our chances of returning home safely would drastically decrease. I had only been permitted simple garments. Knee high boots, panties and a hooded cape were all that protected me from these harsh elements. My body was frozen to the core and I doubted my own survival if we failed to make it back soon. My four protectors however, would not suffer such a fate. Their thick clothes and multiple layers offered decent protection from the elements. To an extent I was used to the cold. I was rarelly permitted anything more than scraps to cover my body. The Sovereign believed that having the bounty always on display inspired the men to serve him better, fore they could see what rewards they would gain, should they maintain their loyalty to him. The Pixie stood at my side, her arms bound before her. Such a pretty face. A beautiful body. Small and lithe. I could see her nipples through her snow soaked shirt. Pert breasts pointing toward the heavens. I will be rewarded handsomely for the prize that I return with. Two of her companions, were tied beside her. Both good finds but neither compared to my pixie. They were each tethered to a line that was in the hands of Vlad, the leader of my entourage of security. He was a wild man, dark unkept. Grizzled features that had seen one too many winters here. His very form was imposing and I had seen no man best him yet. Most feared to ...
    even try. The wind picked up around us and I felt my naked torso blasted with a wave of snow. I reached my cape from behind me and wrapped it around my bare chest. I could see something up ahead. A flicker of light. A flame, fluttering in the wind. A sudden rush of relief washed over me as I realised we were home. As we neared the entrance to the town, I could see the guards huddled in their watchtowers, overlooking main street. It looked completely deserted. Snow drifts had piled against the houses on either side, almost up to their window ledge. As we moved forward, Vlad raised his arm and performed a gesture to the guards. They returned the signal and continued on their watch. I could just make out the Sovereigns house at the end of the street. It was the largest in the town and extremely well illuminated in comparisons to the others. I turned to Vlad, as we trudged against the wind and snow. "I will inform the Sovereign that our hunt was a success. Take these three to the boarding house and lock them up," I said, barelly audible over the hiss of the storm. He grunted his agreement and began to walk away. I reached out and grabbed his arm. He turned towards me, an agitated look on his frozen face. I know the men hate taking orders from a woman, but I am the Sovereign's right hand. The most trusted and loved of his subjects and this he must respect. He allows my boldness to slide and I can see that he is just biding his time. Patiently waiting, knowing that after such a ...
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