Chronicles of Eden - Act VII

by Alexander Gordon

  “Yes, ma’am,” Clover agreed with a twitch of her eyebrow.

  “You’re so cute,” Zoey giggled shaking her head. “Hard to believe this is the same huntress who’s always so proud and bossy to everyone around her. Everyone except me. The grove’s most fearsome and deadly huntress, and she’s as delicate as a flower in my hands.”

  “I’m not that delicate,” Clover argued with a weak smile.

  “Yes you are. I know the real you. You put up a strong front, my little Clover,” Zoey cooed before leaning closer to the girl’s ear and holding her securely around the waist. “But I know you better than anyone. You’re kind, caring, gentle, and much to my delight, submissive.”

  “Don’t say it like that,” Clover breathed out, closing her eyes and allowing the girl to hold her close. “You make it sound like I’m your weak little slave or something.”

  “Heavens no,” Zoey giggled. She got in front of Clover’s face and gently licked the girl’s lips, causing Clover to quiver with a blush forming on her cheeks. “You’re not a weak slave at all. If anything, you’re the strongest slave this grove has to offer.”

  “So I am a slave to you?”

  “You’re mine. Take that as you will.”

  Clover looked down timidly to that before Zoey lifted her chin to gaze into her eyes with a slick smile on her face.

  “Say it,” she ordered. “Say you’re mine.”

  “Zoey…”

  “Say it.”

  Clover blushed and tried to look away with a bashful smile but Zoey kept her still, the dominant elf watching her with a knowing eye while the ethereal image of Clover smiled gently and shook her head.

  “You’re going to say it,” Clover spoke softly. “You always do. There’s only about two or three archers worse than Zoey in the whole grove, and you’re the priestess’s prized huntress who everyone looks up to, yet you’re going to say it. This girl… she has us. Our heart and soul, she has everything we are.”

  “I’m yours,” Clover dearly promised.

  “Damn straight you are,” Zoey agreed before kissing her deeply. Clover dropped her bow and held her hands on the girl’s shoulders, closing her eyes with a gentle sigh from the feeling in her heart.

  “I’m yours, Zoey,” Clover quietly said as well, her expression going from a loving smile to a saddened frown. “Forever… I’m your elf forever.”

  After the kiss broke Zoey purred with a lustful smile at her companion. Clover quickly glanced around then looked at the girl timidly while blushing brightly, something that made her companion chuckle in amusement.

  “Um, someone might see us still,” Clover nervously pointed out.

  “Really? Maybe I should have you scream that you’re mine from here so the whole grove knows you’re my personal slave,” Zoey mused with a twitch of her eyebrow.

  “You bitch,” Clover softly said looking down and away.

  “Hey, language. That’s no way to talk to your mistress.”

  “C’mon, don’t talk like that,” Clover pleaded while trying to fight off her blush.

  “Aw, you’re so cute when you get flustered,” Zoey laughed as she gently ran a hand around Clover’s cheek.

  “Knock it off,” Clover blurted out. She broke free from Zoey and took a few steps to the side before her companion quickly grabbed her from behind, holding her close with one arm around her waist and the other holding the front of her neck.

  “You don’t want me to knock it off,” Zoey seductively reminded her. Clover closed her eyes and sighed as she seemed to melt in her arms, gently holding one hand to Zoey’s which was placed against her throat.

  “No, I never did want you to stop,” Clover confessed with a loving smile at them. She glanced around then giggled and shook her head. “Though I would have preferred that you took me inside first before doing this. You always loved showing off that you had me, didn’t you?”

  “Want me to let you go? Is this too much for you?” Zoey asked with a pouty smile.

  Clover hesitated then slowly shook her head.

  “You’re mine, aren’t you?”

  Clover slowly nodded while feeling her legs about to give out.

  “Shall I take you inside and play with my beautiful toy?” Zoey dared while gently caressing Clover’s neck.

  “Goddammit, you fucking tease,” Clover sighed with passion.

  “Yes, please,” Clover breathed out.

  “Please what?”

  “Arrg! Zoey, you know what!” Clover laughed in both frustration and amusement. “Dammit, just fuck me already! I was waiting for you to come home for this, you know that!”

  “Play with me,” Clover begged, glancing back to Zoey with a timid smile.

  “Say it like you mean it.”

  “Zoey!” Clover yelled out with laugh. “You’re lucky I love you otherwise I’d knock your teeth out for making me say such things!”

  “Play with me, mistress,” Clover delicately implored.

  “Mmm, my pleasure,” Zoey purred. She walked her companion forward into their home while keeping her restrained, with Clover’s image watching them with a lustful eye as she bit her lip slightly.

  “No. Our pleasure,” she corrected before giggling.

  The world around flashed to white, with Clover covering her eyes from the blinding light before it slowly began to fade. She found herself standing inside her old home, right before the large bed where she saw Zoey and herself sitting atop it together with her companion holding her from behind.

  Zoey held Clover close while keeping one arm around her waist and the other gently caressing the front of the girl’s neck, gently kissing the back of it while murmuring with delight. Clover allowed her companion to play with her without any resistance, and not just because her hands were tied behind her back.

  “You’re so bad,” Clover sighed softly.

  “Me?” Zoey quipped with a smirk. “You were the one begging me in broad daylight to play with you.”

  “That’s because you told me to say it.”

  “Oh, so it’s my fault you’re so submissive with me?”

  “Yes,” Clover insisted while moving her head to the side to offer Zoey more of her neck to kiss.

  “Really now,” Zoey mused as she gently licked along the girl’s neck.

  “Oh god,” Clover breathed out with a deep blush. “What have you done to me, Zoey?”

  Sitting down on the bedside Clover’s ghostly image watched the two with a gentle smile, remembering all too fondly the times Zoey played with her in their home. It was undeniable that Clover enjoyed the touch of her significant other, even though she knew it wouldn’t be approved of by her priestess should they be found out.

  “How did you do it, Zoey?” Clover asked herself while watching as Zoey licked along Clover’s neck before turning her head to kiss her deeply again. “How did you turn me into your toy like that? I’ve never been able to say no to you, never been able to deny you anything, and all you ever did for me was make me feel so loved. I never needed anything else, I could have spent the rest of my life in your arms and everything would have been… oh, Zoey.”

  Zoey lightly bit Clover’s tongue and teased her with a piercing gaze into her eyes. Clover showed no willpower to resist or attempt to break free, instead she moaned and whined softly as Zoey had her way with her.

  “I know,” Zoey mused with a sly smile. “I know what my Clover would love right now.”

  She reached over to the side and picked up a long wooden phallus, with Clover’s eyes widening slightly as she knew where this was going.

  “Oh, Zoey,” Clover purred with a hungry smile.

  “You know, you really are cute,” Zoey mentioned as she gently gathered Clover’s long hair together in one hand before pulling back and forcing Clover to look up with a small gasp. “Our best huntress, able to fire multiple arrows simultaneously, fearless in battle, an unwavering spirit matched only by her ferocity when pissed off ever so slightly, and yet you’re helpless
in my hands. I feel like I tamed a lion, and now she’s my little kitten of delight.”

  Clover let out a low yowl with a playful shake of her hips, causing Zoey to laugh and shake her head amusedly at her. She then gently ran the phallus along Clover’s shoulder and neck, causing the girl to shiver in anticipation while her mouth began to water.

  “And I know all your weak spots, my dear Clover,” Zoey proudly said. “I know your breasts are so sensitive, that any touch will cause you to quiver from the overwhelming sensation.”

  Clover glanced back to her with a dull smile to which Zoey chuckled then rolled her eyes at seeing.

  “And I also know that touching them makes you feel too vulnerable, so don’t worry, I’m not going to tease you with them. I know my Clover doesn’t like being touched there by anyone.”

  She then gently held the phallus down between Clover’s legs and rubbed it up and down against her, with Clover’s head still being held back while she watched Zoey with a hungry eye.

  “But I know my Clover likes it hard. She likes it deep. And most of all…”

  Slowly she drew the wooden phallus up along Clover’s body, being careful not to touch her sensitive breasts with it, then held it in front of the girl’s mouth which was now salivating in anticipation.

  “She likes it all the way down her throat,” Zoey finished with a daring smile.

  “It was my mistake telling you my weakness,” Clover mused with a hungry eye at the wooden object. “Ever since then you used it to keep me in constant heat for your touch. You know I can’t help myself when you wave that thick thing in front of my mouth like that.”

  “Clover, I must say I’m a little worried about you,” Zoey giggled as she kept the phallus just out of reach from Clover’s mouth. “I fear that when you do lure a man to rape you out in the world, you’re going to beg him to shove his long, hard, thick cock down your throat instead of into your pussy where it needs to go.”

  “Zoey…” Clover purred as she tried to lick the wooden object, unable to even touch it while her hair was held back tightly.

  “Tell me, why do you like it in your throat so much?” Zoey playfully asked.

  “You know why, now please let me have it,” Clover begged.

  “She’s going to make you talk, like a trained pet,” Clover giggled beside her. “Sorry, there’s nothing you can do. You’re her toy now.”

  “You love it deep in your throat, don’t you?” Zoey asked knowingly.

  “Yes, I love it.”

  “How come? Is it because if you wanted to you could chomp down and bite the dick off the poor human? Do you feel like you’re in control with his plump meat in the clutches of your throat? Or… do you feel helpless then? Do you want to be skull-fucked so badly, treated like a cum dump for any men that want to fuck your mouth like a toy?”

  “Zoey, please, don’t tease me like this,” Clover pleaded desperately.

  “Tell me which it is, and then I’ll shove it into your mouth how I know you want it.”

  Clover whined while keeping her open mouth towards the phallus, trying in vain to touch it while Zoey kept her in place with a smug grin on her face.

  “You bitch,” Clover laughed while shaking her head. “You always did love making me beg for it.”

  “Tell me, otherwise I’m putting it away,” Zoey playfully warned.

  “No! Please! I want to be skull-fucked! I want it shoved down my throat! I want to choke on it! Please! Give it to me!”

  “And why does Clover want that?” Zoey innocently asked. “Why does the most dangerous and proud huntress our grove has to offer wish to have a cock plunged down her throat? Tell me the truth.”

  “It feels so good,” Clover dearly confessed. “I love the way it rubs along my gullet, I love how it fills me up inside, I love how it… it…”

  “Yes?”

  “I love how it makes me submissive,” Clover admitted closing her eyes. “I love how it makes me feel weak.”

  “That’s a good girl,” Zoey kindly said. She held the phallus closer to Clover’s mouth, the elf then quickly licking and kissing it with a deep blush on her face. “I just wanted you to be honest with me, Clover. I know what makes you happy in life, and I want to give it to you. Honestly, if I had a dick I’d be feeding it to you every day instead of this thing.”

  “Now that I’m certain our priestess wouldn’t approve,” Clover giggled with a glance back at her.

  “Probably not. She wouldn’t like the fact that I’m playing with her best huntress like this, that I’m touching you all over like I am, and that I’m treating you like you’re my pet rather than my superior. But still, I want to give you everything you want.”

  “I want you,” Clover said softly. Zoey jumped a bit while seeming taken aback by those words. “I want you, Zoey.”

  “Clover,” Zoey cooed. She turned Clover’s head and kissed her deeply, the two getting lost in their moment while Clover’s image next to them watched with a warm smile.

  “You’re all I ever wanted, Zoey. I loved you, so much. You made me so happy, happier than anything ever could in this world. You… you were my world.”

  Zoey kissed Clover passionately then licked around her ear as the elf sighed in delight.

  “You’ll always have me,” Zoey promised, with Clover seeming to melt in her arm while her hair was gently brushed behind her. After a few more playful kisses and hushed whispers into her ear Zoey pulled Clover’s hair back again, forcing the girl’s head to look up while the phallus was held above her.

  “Alright, time for your reward for being so honest. Open wide, Clover.”

  Without pause Clover opened her mouth with an aroused murmur. Her spectral image watched with an eager smile as Zoey lowered the wooden object down into Clover’s mouth, pushing it down her throat and causing the elf to gag and tremble as she was held in place.

  “Suck on it for me,” Zoey ordered into her ear.

  Clover anxiously slurped on the phallus while lurching up and down, a loud moan sputtering out of her mouth as her face became flushed with a few tears leaking out of the corners of her eyes. Her hands flinched and trembled in their binds while Zoey kept a firm grip on the girl’s hair, her coughs and squeals of delight filling the room while her ethereal image watched with a loving sigh.

  “That’s my Clover,” Zoey giggled before Clover climaxed and shook in her orgasm. “Oh my, that was quick. You really do get off from having a dick deep in your throat. You must be loving this, you dirty girl.”

  She raised and lowered the phallus in Clover’s mouth, watching her with an amused smile as the elf obediently sucked and swallowed it while gagging and sputtering out drool. Next to them Clover’s image watched Zoey with loving eyes before turning to herself and chuckling as she saw how she was enjoying the feeling of something going down deep into her throat by her loved one.

  “Yeah, I really am a dirty girl. Your dirty girl, Zoey.”

  She watched the memory of her time with Zoey with a nostalgic smile before the world flashed to white again, the blinding light glaring as it engulfed her before slowly fading to reveal she was now outside on the forest floor. Further away was her grove with elven bridges and huts built into the trees above the ground while nearby was a small stream gently flowing through the forest. She saw herself kneeling by the water with her bow and quiver on her back, scooping up a few handfuls and drinking from the stream before sighing in content.

  “Fuck yeah,” she said before standing up and wiping her mouth.

  “Clover!” Zoey called out from nearby. Clover looked to seeing her companion running towards her with an eager smile on her face and her cloak flowing behind her.

  “What are you doing out here without your bow?” Clover asked sharply while setting her hands at her hips.

  “Never mind that,” Zoey insisted as she ran up to her and hopped up and down excitedly. “You’ll never guess what I-”

  “Excuse me, but you’re not supposed to be outside of our
grove unarmed like this. It’s fine if a human wants to revenge fuck you, but other shit out here could really hurt you.”

  “Oh c’mon, I’m fine,” Zoey argued with a roll of her eyes. She then gasped in surprise as Clover grabbed her hand and yanked her closer with a stern expression.

  “Don’t give me that,” Clover sternly lectured. “I don’t want to see you out here unarmed like this again, do you hear me? If anything should happen to you I would go fucking crazy, and nobody wants to see that.”

  “Geez, and I thought I wore the skirt in this relationship,” Zoey mockingly retorted.

  Clover quickly turned her to the side and slapped her rear hard, causing Zoey to jump with a yelp while Clover’s spectral image smirked at the sight. Zoey whined and rubbed her butt with a pout as Clover held a finger up towards her.

  “I’m not fucking around. Please, if not because it’s for your own good, then for me, don’t wander around out here without your bow. Alright?”

  “Alright, alright,” Zoey reluctantly agreed. “You know I’m so going to get you for this when we get back home.”

  “I’m fine with that,” Clover quipped with a smirk. She then looked around carefully before at her companion who was watching her with an immoral smile. “So what are you doing out here anyway?”

  “Come with me, I found something you’re going to love,” Zoey said with her excitement quickly returning.

  “Really? How thick is it?” Clover replied with coy smile.

  “It’s not something new for you to gag on,” Zoey laughed. She then grabbed Clover’s hand and started running her off into the forest in haste.

  As they did Clover’s spectral image remained, watching them head off with a frown before she slowly looked around to seeing the forest changing and shifting about. Without taking a step Clover was then standing in another part of the forest as everything had altered around her, with Zoey and herself running past a nearby tree before stopping and ducking down behind a bush. The two girls quietly peeked over the shrub in awe while Clover slowly turned to see what she knew was behind her.