by Eden Redd
“Let me go!” Lunatina shouted before Sonja clamped a hand over her mouth.
“Not until you answer some questions!” Sonja said in a harsh whisper.
“Let’s take her back to our room. We can interrogate her there,” Jayson said, his brow forming a hard V.
Fourteen
Lunatina struggled but the blanket turned rope held her to the chair. The jester tried to talk but her mouth was gagged with a small towel tied around her head. Jayson paced in the middle of the room. Sonja sat on another chair next to the struggling jester. Lance and Lorn sat on the edge of the bed.
“So, let me get this straight, you were hiding when we attacked your camp and Lance let you go. You followed us when we went to the house when the bounty hunter attacked?”
Lorn nodded, “I had no place else to go. Lance freed me from my prison. I owe him my freedom.”
Lance let out a sigh, “I know we’re being completely honest now, while I was patrolling the area and getting some air, Lorn came to me and…..he wanted to show his appreciation.”
Sonja smiled at the white knight. Jayson simply crossed his arms.
Lance sighed again, “He blew me in the woods. I thought at first it was a distraction but, well…”
“Not the strangest thing to happen in the game,” Jayson smirked.
Lorn looked to Jayson with wide, caring eyes, “I was a lust slave. Lance became my hero and I knew I had to help him and his friends.”
“You’re not mad that we attacked your kin?”
Lorn shook his head, “On the contrary, your attack helped me escape. Lust slaves are only meant to please. We are the lowest rank our kind can have; our sole duty is to please.”
“How did you change your face?” Lance asked.
“We are taught glamour magic at an early age. It is the only magic we know and it is purely for fulfilling our master’s desires. We can read and write and are versed in the ways of lust making but little else.”
Lunatina struggled and murmured through the cloth in her mouth, eyes on the troll in guard armor.
Sonja looked to her, “Should we question her next? She seems like she has something to say.”
Jayson rubbed his eyes before nodding. Sonja untied the gag and pulled it away.
“The King Lord will have you all executed for harboring a troll behind city walls,” The jester said calmly, eyes still on the troll.
“I think we all have bigger problems than just Lorn,” Jayson smiled.
Sonja shifted in her seat, her new and bigger breasts bouncing to her movements. “How long is this going to last?” The blue knight pointed to her breasts.
“Not to fret, they will be normal by morning,” Lunatina said with a sardonic grin.
Lance looked to Sonja, “You want them to go away?”
The blue knight sat back and tried to cross her arms but her breasts were in the way. Awkwardly, she put her hands on her lap instead.
“I don’t know. They’re kind of in the way,” Sonja said.
Jayson ignored his fellow knights and centered his vision on the bound jester. “What’s happening to the Middle Kingdoms? Sonja mentioned before that you said the King Lord was crazy and how we can’t save ourselves from the troll army. Explain.”
Lunatina nodded her head, “It’s true. The troll army approaching is much too vast to fight, even behind these ancient walls. I have calculated our chances with every bit of information I can from our scouts. The Middle Kingdoms will fall.”
Lorn’s eyes saddened, “She is correct. I heard my masters talk during their meetings. I was pleasuring one of them as they discussed their plans. They have been planning this attack for over a year, stealing whatever resources they could and preparing their army. They no longer care for the truce and want to send all of Lukken a message that they are coming for all of the races.”
“If they take the middle kingdoms, they will have a fortified base to move north to the dragons and east to the human cities,” Jayson said as he rubbed his chin.”
Lorn and Lunatina both nodded.
The jester continued, “Staying here will only get us killed.”
“Has King Lord Belmont sent for aid?”
“He has only asked for knights to join the defense but has not asked for aid from anyone. He believes he alone can stop the invasion. The other kingdoms know he is strong and leave it to him. My serums have been the only thing keeping him together. Despite all of the information about the troll army, many have chosen to wait and see instead of act.”
The jester’s eyes shifted to the floor, “I wish to strike a bargain.”
The knights looked to the jester ‘s sullen face.
“Take me with you and I can be an asset. I have master knowledge in alchemy. I will also keep it between us about the troll in your party.”
Jayson was silent for a few seconds, “We never said we were leaving just yet.”
Lance looked to the knight, “You want to stay and fight?”
The player turned to the white knight and smirked, “You did say we had to do our duty.”
“You think we can make a difference?” Sonja asked as she sat back in the chair.
“This is history in the making. If we run then we can never say we were at the Battle for the Middle Kingdoms. Besides, maybe we can still make a difference. Maybe that’s why we’re here,” Jayson said as he resumed pacing.
“I’m not against an epic battle before we continue on our journey,” Lance grinned.
“I think I could use something other than sex right now. The jester made sure of that,” Sonja said and patted Lunatina on the head.
“I thought the King Lord was mad,” Lunatina frowned.
Jayson’s mind worked into overtime, “I assume all the other knights will bring their concubines into the battle. We will have to do the same. The guards and soldiers will join the fight as will other knights. We will have the protection of the walls.”
“Sonja and I are down a concubine from the dungeon. They still haven’t recovered and I doubt they will be ready by morning.”
“I will bring out all of mine except for Oksuna. I unlocked Petal’s Sun Cannon ability and she will finally be able to use it. Plus, Kara and Nara will be a strong addition to the fight.”
“I thought the Sun Cannon only worked on sunny days? We have no idea what the weather will be like by tomorrow morning.” Lance said.
“I bought her a small sun orb as a gift. Even if it’s cloudy, she might be able to get off a shot. If other knights have female dryads then they will add to the defense.”
“I feel cautiously optimistic,” Sonja grinned.
Jayson looked to his fellow knight and smiled. A stray thought pierced his mind and he remembered the War Time status warning when they were in the throne room. With a thought, the knight called on his angel to appear.
Sil appeared, wings spread and hovering two feet off the ground, her white dress billowing to a nonexistent breeze, “How can I assist you my lord?”
“Tell me about the War Time Warning status.”
Sil nodded, “War Time Warning status is to inform players of Player vs Player status and delayed resurrection times. Should you fall in combat, it will take ten minutes to resurrect and you will still be at minimal hit points and weakened stats. Players may also kill other players at will when the status is in effect. The area of effect will extend for miles and no player may cancel it. The only way to avoid it is to leave the zone.”
“Ten minutes is harsh,” Lance said as he looked up to the angel.
Sil continued, “When you die, you will see only a black screen with a timer counting down. It is recommended that you do not log out. If you do then you will not be able to reenter the battle area until it is finished.”
The three knights took it all in.
“We have to keep our focus during the battle,” Jayson said with an air of calm.
“Lance and I already died once. I think we can handle it,” Sonja smiled.
“What do
we do about her?” The white knight pointed his chin at the bound jester.
“If you’re not leaving, then my place is at my King’s side,” The jester said with sadness dripping from her eyes.
“We can’t let her go, she will tell Belmont everything,” The blue knight said.
Lunatina lifted her eyes to Jayson’s, “I will keep our secrets if you make me a promise. If my king falls, you will come for me and protect me.”
“You don’t have much faith that we can win this battle,” Jayson said as he looked deep into her eyes.
The jester’s lips twisted into an insane grin, “Despite your gallant bravado, I know in my calculations and in my heart, the kingdoms will fall. I cannot protect myself in the wild and I don’t wish to be a troll lust slave. Promise me on your honor and we shall see what the dawn brings.”
Jayson knelt before the bound jester and took her hand into his, “I promise to protect you if you need to be protected.”
“I promise,” Lance said with a smirk.
Sonja hesitated before letting out a long sigh, “I promise.”
The blue knight drew her blade and sliced downward. The tied blanket fell away from the black and purple jester. Lunatina stood up and looked to the knights. With a curtsy, she turned to the door. Opening it, she looked back to the knights. Blowing a kiss, she nodded to Jayson, stepped out and closed the door behind her.
Sil faded from view as the three knights took a deep breath.
“Do you think we can trust her?”, Lance asked.
“Not completely”, said Sonja. “But we can’t drag her around with us, and if she does keep to her end of the bargain we stand to have a good resource in a very strategic spot.”
“We have only a few hours before dawn. I could use some sleep,” Jayson yawned as weariness caught up with him.
“Me too,” Sonja stretched her arms up, heavy breasts bouncing behind her light armor.
Lance looked to his fellow knights, “Can you both sleep in one of the other rooms?”
Jayson and Sonja looked to the white knight, his hand holding the troll’s hand. With simple nods, Jayson took Sonja’s hand and gently pulled her to her feet. The knights left the room, closing the door behind them.
Lorn looked to Lance, his hand squeezing the knight’s.
“You should leave before sunrise. This could get ugly. I can survive the battles but I don’t think you can.” Lance said in a low voice.
“I am where I want to be,” Lorn said with warm conviction.
“I appreciate you trying to help and feeling honor bound to me but….” Lance was cut off.
“I wish to be by your side until my debt is paid…and then I want to stay with you as an equal.”
Lance squeezed Lorn’s hand before letting go, “If you die, there is no coming back. I know I can’t explain it to you because you’re a program but if you leave, there is a chance we will meet again.”
The troll gazed at the knight, “If I am to leave, then may I have your company before the dawn, an act of love so I may treasure it always?”
Lance’s heart beat hard in his chest. The expression of love in the troll’s eyes stunned him for a moment. Hand reaching up, he placed his palm against his chest. Armor and clothes disappeared. The troll glanced down at the knight’s half hard cock. Blue hands reached up and he began removing the guard’s armor. The naked knight helped him, pieces of armor and leather falling to the stone floor. Clothes peeled away as the troll remained standing, his perfect naked body before the knight.
Lance drank in the troll’s form. Lorn knelt before him. The troll leaned his head close to Lance’s manhood. The player felt a soreness rise up the more he hardened. As if sensing his discomfort, the troll blew air along the veiny shaft. Lance’s eyes opened a little more as the soreness faded away. Before he could thank the troll, Lorn closed his mouth around the tip and suckled. Pleasure once again reared its wanting head. Lance spread his thighs, letting the troll snuggle between, head slowly moving up and down. The sucking sounds cause the knight’s cock to become fully erect. Lying back, he moaned his approval as the troll lovingly sucked away.
After a few minutes, reckless desire spurred the knight from his bliss. Sitting up, he took hold of the troll and pulled him up onto the bed. Lorn complied, crawling onto the big bed. Lance pushed him down onto his stomach. Lorn looked back with loving eyes as the knight crawled onto him, his cock laying between the troll’s cheeks.
“Spear me with your manhood,” Lorn said with heated desire.
“Promise me you will be gone by dawn.”
Lorn eyed the knight, moving his ass to Lance’s hard cock. “I promise,” the troll said with faraway eyes.
Lance nodded as he took hold of his spear made of flesh. Pressing it to the troll’s tight pucker, Lorn barely made a groan as Lance pushed his way in. The player noticed he didn’t need any lubricant as he penetrated the troll’s blue ass, Lorn squeezing his shaft the entire length. When Lance reached the hilt, Lorn moved his hips, tight ass stroking the thick cock.
Lance couldn’t believe how amazing it felt. Each stroke was long and powerful. Lorn moaned his own pleasure as he continued his masterful work. Hips moved against one another as the two groaned and moaned. The sound of skin on skin filled the room as moonlight filtered through partially closed curtains. Lance moved a hand under the undulating troll, taking hold of his impressive member. Stroking, their moans grew louder. Upping the tempo, knight and troll became one being. Lance groaned louder as an orgasm bubbled under the surface. Lorn moved with skillful balance, letting the knight fuck him and stroke him at the same time. The white knight fell silent as wild need demanded for release.
“Come my lord. Come and slay my heart,” Lorn said with ecstasy curling around every word.
Lance grunted as his cock bulged. Lorn squeezed tighter along the veiny shaft. Crying out, Lance’s cock surged, molten come spitting out. Lorn grunted as heat and seed spurted into his ass. Lance continued to stroke the troll’s veiny blue cock as he slammed his hips into toned, muscled ass. Lorn released his own bliss with a low moan. Thick come burst from his cock and onto the bed. The two males continued to stroke until every last drop was expelled.
Lance turned onto his back, his cock slipping from the troll. Breathing heavy, he lifted his head when Lorn moved over his hips, hand taking hold of Lance’s half hard cock. Lips encircled the knight’s manhood and once again began sucking. Lance ran his fingers through the thick hair, his own mind lost to the pleasures of the troll’s mouth.
The player didn’t notice when he passed out some time later. Eyes blinked open. Sitting up, he quickly turned his head around and saw that he was alone. The gray of the coming dawn was approaching. The white knight let himself fall back into bed, mind swirling and heart thumping.
“Lorn, be safe,” The knight said in a loving whisper.
Fifteen
The march to the South-East kingdom was slow. Three knights walked side by side amongst a crowd of soldiers, guards and fellow knights. Jayson looked to the sky, a gray gloom extending from horizon to horizon. The player tried to not think about it, placing his hope in the morning sun blasting away the gray clouds. He was sure if they had some sun, they could tip the battle in their favor.
Sonja walked to Jayson’s right, her oversized chest had returned to normal. The blue knight continued to drink in the scene in front of her, players and AI avatars preparing for the battle yet to come. As much as she liked the sensual aspects of the game, a new excitement ran along her nerves. To be part of something so large opened her mind. Glancing over at Jayson and Lance, her heart beat with steadiness, equally excited to be fighting alongside the men she loved.
Lance kept to Jayson’s left, eyes hard as he marched, the memories of his time with Lorn braking on the shores of his heart. The player often wondered if Jayson was falling in love with his pink, troll concubine. The thought was an amusing one as he knew the difference between players and avatars. After last nig
ht, he wasn’t so sure anymore. Falling in love with a program was crazy. But the emotion was still there, wrapping around his heart like a thick snake, squeezing it to death. A touch of red touched his face and he tried to think of something else. A guard passed the white knight and he wondered if it was Lorn, breaking his promise.
“The South-East kingdom is called Ludus. The North-East Kingdom is called Bellor. The South-West kingdom is Serk and the North-West kingdom is called Delkk,” Jayson said as they walked.
Lance eyed the crowd as they moved to the stone steps leading to the main bridge toward the South-East kingdom. “How many players do you think are here?”
“Not sure but maybe a few hundred. If they all have a good number of concubines then we may have a chance.”
“What’s a good number?” Sonja asked.
“Five to ten, anything more only works in our favor.”
“What’s the plan for the three of us? I doubt the King Lord is going to give us too many orders with an army of knights this large.”
“We must stick together. When the war starts, players will be able to PvP.” Jayson lowered his voice, “I’m not sure I trust all the knights around us.”
Sonja looked around, “You think some might turn on us? Why do you think that?”
“The same reason why this might be a losing battle, the king is mad, the queen used us to try and sire an heir and the Fae have been luring players into brothels to extract information from them. I think the cracks are really going to show once the battle starts.”
Sonja turned her head and eyed Jayson with disbelief, “Then why are we doing this? We should be trying to get out of here.”
Lance smirked, “I think Jayson thinks we can rally the people.”
Jayson continued to look forward as he walked, “I don’t have that much of an ego but you may be half right. I think we can still make a difference. It’s our duty as knights to serve the kingdoms, even if we don’t agree with what is going on below the surface.”
“You’re a romantic fool,” Sonja said and blew Jayson a kiss.
The march continued over the large stone bridge into the South-East kingdom of Ludus. Jayson eyed the soldiers along the bridge walls. Some of them looked outward while others eyed the knights walking past. Seeing them sent a sliver of paranoia up Jayson’s spine. Were they watching because the King Lord instructed them to?