Chronicles of Eden - Act III

by Alexander Gordon

  “It’s not an ideal situation,” Daniel agreed. “But with the chance to speak to two leaders of monster races like this, I have to try and take it. We just can’t let them know we have Alyssa with us.”

  “But, Daniel,” Alyssa said looking up to him. “It won’t be easy talking to the witches at all, you know how we are. You’re not ready to try something like that, we should just try to speak to the centaur empress. At least then you’re not in so much danger.”

  “She does speak the truth,” Kroanette mentioned while crossing her arms. “Listen, if you want to try and talk to monsters about peaceful coexistence then that’s your choice, fine. But you do realize that walking into a village of witches is a very bad idea for any human. At least with my home you won’t be hexed, poisoned, or raped upon entering.”

  Alyssa backed up and held her hands together while shaking her head.

  “You’re not ready to talk to witches about this, let alone an alpha witch,” she warned. “Their magic would be too much even for me to protect you from if we enter that village. If they decide to capture you or worse, there won’t be anywhere to run.”

  Specca glanced to her then looked at Daniel with concern as well.

  “I hate to admit it, but they are right,” she agreed. “Witches are very hard to approach, especially if they’re in great numbers. You remember what a group of them did to some travelers we came across when we started our journey out here. Well, as your guide, Daniel, I don’t recommend approaching the alpha witch like this. We would need a bigger escort to try to talk to a village of witches. Should they turn hostile we’ll be helpless.”

  Daniel looked down with remorse, remembering the humans they passed in The Outerlands who had been ambushed by a group of witches. How the men were screaming while suffering at the hands of the monsters, with many of them dying from the constant abuse while their families were already dead since they weren’t needed.

  “But…” he tried to reason with. “If I could reach the alpha witch with my beliefs, it would be a powerful addition to our support for this cause.”

  Triska shook her head and walked over to him, resting a hand on his shoulder to get his attention.

  “No way, our guide said no and so are we,” she argued. “We’ll try to talk to the witches later when we have a better opportunity, let’s not be rash and push our luck with this. Let’s just deliver that artifact so we don’t have it with us anymore and then go speak to the centaur empress.”

  Squeak nodded in agreement while squeaking something before Alyssa looked to the artifact with concern then to Daniel.

  “I don’t like the idea of delivering that thing to my kind’s village, but right now it’s better off in their hands than ours,” she admitted. “We’ll drop it off with a warning that a Darker One may be after it, and then that’ll be it.”

  “The witches aren’t expecting a large group of couriers, just me,” Kroanette pointed out. “You all can wait by the outskirts of the village while I deliver the artifact, you don’t have to go in there at all. Afterwards I’ll keep my word and guide you to my home, simple as it gets.”

  Daniel looked to her then around at the group, all of the girls nodding to that with worried expressions. He reluctantly nodded with a sigh, knowing they had a point.

  “I suppose you’re right,” he agreed. “Now isn’t the time to talk to them. We’ll have to wait for a better opportunity.”

  “Alright, then let’s get going. Where is Rystone anyway?” Triska asked.

  Alyssa blinked then face palmed with a grumble before looking to Kroanette.

  “It’s to the north, past Eston,” she said with annoyance.

  The group turned to the centaur who was looking at the witch curiously.

  “What?” Daniel asked. “But, Kroanette, you said you weren’t traveling in our direction.”

  Kroanette looked down while tracing her finger around in the air before her, with the group watching as she showed a puzzled expression. After a moment she looked back to where they had traveled from, then ahead past the river, then back to Alyssa with a curious eye.

  “Are you sure?”

  “You really have no sense of direction at all, do you?” Alyssa said flatly.

  Kroanette twitched at that then growled loudly at her.

  “Hey, I know where I’m going, the legendary courier Kroanette does not get lost!”

  “Yeah, she does,” Alyssa mocked with a raised eyebrow.

  Kroanette growled then grabbed her whip and snapped it hard at her side, with Alyssa going wide eyed and backing up a step as the centaur scraped her rear hoofs like she was getting ready to charge.

  “No I don’t! I don’t I don’t I don’t!” Kroanette shouted out before she started snapping the whip at Alyssa. The witch screamed and ran off to the side along the trail next to the river, with Kroanette chasing after her, cracking the whip just behind the witch constantly while yelling at her.

  “Oh dear, shouldn’t we stop her?” Specca asked worriedly.

  “Nah, they’ll be fine,” Triska said with an amused smile.

  “But Alyssa can’t use her magic against her.”

  The group watched as Kroanette chased after the little witch while snapping her whip again and again, with Alyssa frantically trying to run around her without getting hit or trampled on by the temperamental centaur. Triska giggled and nodded as she watched the sight while Daniel and Specca showed some concern for Alyssa.

  “Yeah. Sucks for her, huh?”

  Chapter 8

  Help Me

  In the world of Eden danger could come at any time, and even calls for help, especially when traversing The Outerlands. One could be faced with a dire emergency of a complete stranger, or a life-or-death decision for someone in mortal danger, without warning, and have to choose what path to take in a mere moment. They would need to react quickly to these situations, using only their base instincts and judgment as their guide. In doing so their true character would often come into light, revealing just what kind of person they were inside. Would they show mercy, compassion, indifference, spite, anger, resentment, or perhaps even pleasure at another’s misfortune? When faced with a difficult situation, that is when someone’s true nature can be seen.

  Whether they choose to be spectators, villains, or heroes.

  *****

  Looking up at the sky Daniel took a moment to relax and let out a quiet sigh, his mind still running with many things that were all fast approaching him and his friends. Specifically he was thinking about the next girl he would spending the night with, one that he also found himself noticing much more so than before, who was both quiet and hard to read just as much as she was caring and loyal to him.

  One that had a very unique and seductive method of taking care of those around her.

  “Squeak,” Alyssa said softly. “Please stop… that’s enough…”

  Daniel blinked then looked over the edge of the front seat of the caravan that he was sitting on, watching as Alyssa was sitting on the ground while watching Squeak with weary eyes. The ant girl was holding Alyssa’s leg out and licking several lash marks and bruises she had that went from her knees to her upper thighs. Alyssa shuddered as the euphoric sensation of Squeak’s saliva numbed her pain and replaced it with pleasure, something that was making her quiver a bit as the ant girl focused more on easing her friend’s discomfort rather than how she was licking all along Alyssa’s thigh near her ass.

  “Okay, I think we need to make a few rules clear here,” Specca commented as she stood next to them, watching as Alyssa then dropped onto her back with a weak gasp while Squeak lifted her leg and licked a few red lash marks on her inner thigh. Alyssa held a hand over her mouth as she tried not to scream or moan while Squeak just seemed to instinctively tend to the wounds without paying any mind as to where she was licking. Specca shook her head just as Alyssa did while she was fighting off the overwhelming pleasure that was starting to make her panties wet then looked over to Kroanette w
ho was standing near Lucky while having her arms crossed and looking away with a dull expression.

  “First rule. No more whipping Alyssa, or any of us for that matter.”

  “She got what she deserved for mocking me,” Kroanette scoffed.

  “And for several other things in the past,” Triska commented quietly with a slight smile. She was leaning against the caravan while watching as Alyssa bit down on her arm and let out a shaky moan, her hips trembling before Squeak just held them still with her hands forcibly. Daniel watched as Alyssa looked up at the sky past him with a glazed look in her eye, her arm slowly dropping down onto the ground while a deep blush came across her face.

  “Squeak…” she breathed out before she trembled again.

  Specca glanced to her with a raised eyebrow as the witch let out a weak shaky moan then looked at Kroanette while crossing her arms.

  “Second rule. When we wrong those in this group we apologize for our behavior. You owe her an apology.”

  “What?” Kroanette snapped at her. “I will offer her no such thing.”

  “Yes you will,” Specca ordered with narrowed eyes. “You whipped her legs then her butt after she dropped to the ground crying, and then continued to do so repeatedly despite her begging you to stop.”

  “Yeah, I didn’t think she’d give it to her that much,” Triska mentioned with a smirk, remembering how the centaur had whipped Alyssa’s ass repeatedly while the witch lay bent over on the ground screaming for her to stop, seeming to be paralyzed with pain and shock while the flail repeatedly struck her rear sharply.

  “Is that how all centaurs are?” Daniel asked with a glance at Kroanette. “You don’t accept fault even when it’s your own?”

  “I am not at fault here,” Kroanette argued. “That little witch mocked my sense of guidance out in this world, she is the one who should be apologizing to me.”

  “Kroanette, you were running around in circles in the grass fields just now, not to mention you had no idea where Rystone really was at all.”

  Kroanette growled and reached for her whip before Triska yanked her sword out with a sharp ring.

  “Third rule. Nobody threatens Daniel, ever,” Triska warned sternly.

  Kroanette glanced to her then down to Squeak who was looking up at her with a careful eye, while Alyssa was drooling a bit and still reeling from her senses being overloaded. Specca adjusted her glasses while watching the centaur cautiously and shook her head slowly.

  “Drawing your whip against Alyssa was one thing,” she cautioned. “But if you do so against Daniel you will not be so easily forgiven.”

  Kroanette looked to Daniel with a careful glance then slowly lowered her hand from her whip.

  “If not for the promise to take you to my mother, I would not heed their words right now.”

  Triska slowly sheathed her blade again before Specca pointed to Alyssa.

  “Enough stalling,” Specca ordered. “If you really are noble then you will see that you overreacted and wronged this one with your actions and temper. I would hope someone of your status would realize this and take responsibility.”

  Kroanette scoffed then looked down to Alyssa as the witch continued to lay on the ground in a daze.

  “Squeak… stop… stop, please,” Alyssa moaned while gripping the grass near her head. Squeak continued to lick her legs then lifted them up and started to tend to the lash marks on the witch’s ass, with Alyssa gasping and trembling more while Daniel looked away while closing his eyes.

  “Oh god! Oh god! No, stop! Please!” Alyssa cried out before Squeak licked up along between the witch’s thighs, causing Alyssa to then scream out in pleasure as she trembled violently. Triska and Specca watched with blank expressions as Alyssa collapsed and moaned weakly while Squeak continued to lick her thighs to help take away her pain.

  “Just what is she doing to her anyway?” Kroanette asked.

  “Squeak’s saliva helps heal wounds and relieve pain,” Specca explained. “She’s helping Alyssa feel better after what you did to her.”

  “Squeak… oh god…” Alyssa breathed out with a weary expression, having a large blush on her cheeks as she tried to catch her breath from her climax.

  “Yep, Squeak’s one dedicated nurse for our group,” Triska commented.

  Specca looked to Kroanette then pointed to the dazed witch with a stern expression. The centaur glanced to her then down to Alyssa with a raised eyebrow.

  “She looks to be out of her senses right now, would she even hear me properly?”

  “Right now, not likely,” Triska said looking down to Alyssa, the witch still just staring up at the sky with a glazed look in her eye. Kroanette nodded then glanced up with a shrug.

  “Fine then, I’m sorry. There, happy?”

  Daniel rolled his eyes to that then looked at the centaur with a dull expression.

  “I really doubt you are, but I suppose that will have to do,” he said dryly.

  Specca shook her head at the centaur then looked down to Alyssa as the witch blinked a few times while murmuring to herself. Squeak stood up and dusted off her knees then looked at Alyssa curiously, not seeming to realize that the witch’s dreamy blissful state was because of her.

  “Alyssa? Are you okay now?” Daniel asked.

  Alyssa just murmured something before drooling again, her legs twitching a bit as she stared up at the sky. Triska nodded then picked the little girl up in her arms.

  “I’d say she’s going to be just fine.”

  *****

  Running at a brisk pace once again Lucky was pulling along the caravan while sticking to the worn trail before him. At the driver’s seat of the caravan Daniel and Specca were seated, with the nixie trying her hand at holding the reins while Daniel watched the sights of passing trees and hills going by alongside them. Inside the cabin Alyssa was rubbing her legs with an annoyed expression, not feeling any real pain anymore yet still bothered by how Kroanette proved to be unstoppable for her even with her magic.

  “I can’t believe we have to follow her on this stupid delivery, this really sucks,” she whined.

  Sitting next to her Squeak was looking at her curiously before turning to Triska, the teen sitting across from Alyssa while watching the witch and trying not to show a smile from her amusement.

  “Well, it is all for Daniel’s cause,” Triska reasoned before she stifled back a chuckle. “We can’t pass up a chance to meet the centaur empress, now can we?”

  Alyssa grumbled then glanced to her with a raised eyebrow.

  “Something funny?” she snapped while watching Triska trying to hold in her smile and laughter. The teen looked away and shook her head while forcing a firm expression.

  “No, just… surprised is all. I mean you always said your magic would be enough to defend Daniel out here, and then we find a centaur who you couldn’t do anything against at all. I mean my sword certainly stopped her, but I’m just surprised that your magic couldn’t. That’s all,” she said before holding a hand over her mouth as a giggle came out. She glanced back to seeing Alyssa glaring at her while baring her teeth slightly, with Squeak watching her carefully as she scooted away from the witch a bit.

  “I may not have been able to move her with my magic alone,” Alyssa growled. “But that doesn’t mean I can’t fight back against her at all. She just got the upper hand for a moment back there, that’s it.”

  “Really? That’s a relief, for a moment there I was thinking that she had you… whipped,” Triska said before laughing. Alyssa grabbed her staff and aimed it at her before Squeak reached out and clutched it, shaking her head as the witch glanced to her then to Triska with frustration. Triska crossed her arms while watching the witch with a smirk on her face.

  “Maybe now you’ll show a little more respect for me and my sword.” Alyssa growled at her before Triska glanced towards the doorway with concern. “Still, I’m not crazy about her being with us either.”

  “And why is that?” Alyssa asked.

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sp; Triska looked to her with a dull expression then held her hands under her breasts, with Squeak and Alyssa watching as the girl showed an expectant expression at them.

  “Did you not see the size of those things?” she asked sternly. “And she’s out there galloping right next to us as we speak. I don’t know about you but I’m pretty sure Daniel’s going to notice them, especially when they’re bouncing around as she runs.”

  Alyssa and Squeak looked to each other then to the front, all of the girls watching as Daniel was just looking over to the left of the caravan while Specca sat on the right holding the reins. They then realized that Daniel was only looking to the left, never turning his head to the right where there was a centaur running alongside the caravan. Kroanette was galloping right next to them with a calm expression on her face, her hands at her hips, her tail swishing behind her gently, and her large breasts bouncing up and down constantly as she kept pace with the group. Specca glanced over and watched with an uneasy frown as the centaur’s rather large assets were bouncing around in her shirt.

  ‘How is that not breaking her back? Dear lord, I thought Squeak’s bust size would be problematic for me, but this girl’s way above her in terms of being over-endowed.’

  She looked back to the other girls with a troubled expression and shook her head.

  “See, even Specca noticed them,” Triska pointed out. “And Daniel can’t keep looking away from her forever. He’s trying not to stare, but it’s only a matter of time before his eyes find their way over to those things.”

  Alyssa bit her lip nervously while Squeak showed a worried expression, the ant girl then looking down to her breasts as she held her arms against them, wondering if the centaur really did have her outclassed in that regard.

  “But he didn’t stare at her boobs before when we first found her,” Alyssa reasoned hopefully. “They were huge then and he didn’t act any differently.”

  “That’s because they weren’t bouncing around in front of him,” Triska replied. “They’re obviously more noticeable now as she gallops right next to us. As much of a gentleman as he is he’s bound to see those things waving around now.”