Wednesday 6 March 2013

Adiranthe Ch 12 by Paladin

The name was just getting so unwieldy lol so has been shortened. Enjoy this, its Paladin's last turn at Adiranthe (with only the tiniest bit of guidance from me) before I take the reins again for the final turn.

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Kardan’s smile vanished, “I had hoped this foolishness was over. Since you arrived you have struggled against me and been defeated everytime. As much as I have enjoyed hearing your cries of submission and pleas for mercy I thought I’d tamed you enough pony.”

Eleria scowled as she thought of the times he had used his greater strength to dominate her and then to force her to yield to his demands that she carry him on her back. “I’m far from tamed,” she spat back, “and the only cries for mercy will be from you!” 

Kardan leapt up from his throne, one hand lashing out to grab her but Eleria was already springing backwards and the Goblin King’s hand swept through empty air. 

Eleria grinned at the surprised look on his face. She half turned and placed a hand on the small of her back. “You see this, Goblin Breath? Tonight was the last time your butt will ever sit here and this,” she slid her hand across her silk swathed rear, enjoying the way his eyes followed her movements. “This will be the last thing you see as I walk out of this kingdom of yours.”
Before he could move after her Eleria turned, dived forward, landed on her hands and used the momentum to spring up driving her heels into the startled Goblin King’s chest.

Kardan was thrown backwards, rolling until he crashed against his throne. He was up again in seconds and there was no sign of a smile this time.

“You crept into my kingdom to steal what you could, you were caught and told the conditions of your slavery which have been more than generous,” he growled.

“You use your 'kingdom' as a trap for adventurers! You’ve used me as your plaything, riding me like a pony at your pleasure and you call that generous.” 

“Compared to what I will do to you from now on, yes,” Kardan moved slowly towards her.

Eleria tried to circle around him but the Goblin King swiftly cut her off. He moved with a quickness that belied his size. 

“Now little pony I will break you to my will. If you think I’ve used you for my pleasure so far then you're mistaken... There are many parts of my kingdom that I’ve yet to see from the comfort of your back. You will learn love your saddle and your position under me and as for an end to your slavery that will be many years away if ever.”

Eleria’s eyes flashed with anger and she felt the enchanted silk shift and tighten around her body making her feel stronger and surer. “You’re wrong Goblin Breath. Not only will I be free of you by the end of this day but you will carry me out of this pit of a kingdom with a saddle on your back and a bit firmly between your teeth.”

Kardan roared with laughter, “I’m going to enjoy hearing you beg little pony while I sit on your chest so that I can see the defeat in your eyes.”

Eleria nodded, “just remember you’ve framed the terms of this challenge.”

Kardan paused a moment, taken aback by the firm tone in her voice. Shaking it off he rushed her intending to overwhelm her in one moment.

Eleria dived under his arms, sprang to her feet and lashed out, kicking at the back of his knee. The Goblin King crashed to the ground but managed to half-turn and throw a huge backfist that only Eleria’s magically enhanced reflexes enabled her to avoid. 

He got to his feet and closed on her once more. Eleria slapped away each attempt to capture her. 

Kardan sped up his attacks, trying to stun her long enough to get a firm grip on her so that his greater weight could come into play. 

Eleria’s confidence grew as she easily evaded him and she began striking back in earnest. She slipped under a wild swing and struck him in the ribs as she slid past. Eleria sprang up to her feet with blinding speed and launched a side kick at the turning Goblin King’s chest. As he’d done in the past Kardan caught her foot diffusing some of the impact but before he could take advantage Eleria twisted and leapt up, her free foot striking him a stunning blow. She landed low and as balanced as a cat.

Kardan stumbled back, shaking his head to clear it. He was breathing hard and the collection of short, sharp blows he’d received were taking their toll on his stamina. Her feral grin as she watched him trying to recover nearly drove him forward into yet another wild attack. Of course that was what she wanted. 

Kardan watched her cautiously. How was it that she was suddenly moving so swiftly and hitting with a force she’d never demonstrated before? 

Eleria rose gracefully from her crouch. She stretched as if unconcerned by his presence and Kardan found himself staring as the tight silk emphasised the muscles and softer curves of her body.

‘Silk!’ The Goblin King gasped as the answer hit him. ‘The little wench had found a way to use the power of the magical silk against him.’

“This game has been diverting but it’s over now little pony,” he growled.

Eleria sniffed and stood with her fists on her hips. To emphasise her defiance she raised one hand and gestured for him to come forward, if he dared!

“You will stand there without moving!” Kardan commanded as he imposed his will on the magical strips of silk.

The Goblin King broke into a rumbling laugh as he watched the thief-girl’s panic as she realised she was trapped. She struggled to break free of the magic as he approached and Kardan savoured the moment as he approached slowly. His little pony’s eyes filled with tears as she realised she was helpless.

Close enough now he took a fist-full of her black silk bodice and pulled her closer to him, enjoying the feel of the silk and her equally soft skin against his hand. He ran his free hand slowly down her back, pausing as he reached the gentle curve he’d so recently ridden. Kardan laughed, “this, little pony and this,” he slid his hand down around the curve of her backside, “are mine and I will have the pleasure of feeling beneath me any time I command it.” 

Eleria looked up at the Goblin King her eyes remarkably dry of tears and a crooked smile on her face. “There’s something you should know about your magical silk.”

Kardan’s eyes narrowed in suspicion but he was too slow to react. Eleria trapped the hand holding the silk and caught his elbow with her free hand. She yanked hard on the elbow twisting him off balance then swept his foot. Kardan crashed to the floor. 

The Goblin King gasped as the silk strips slipped from between his fingers, reforming into Eleria’s bodice. The thief-girl planted a foot on his chest and Kardan could feel the enhanced strength in her legs pressing down on him.

“Ready to start begging for mercy?” Eleria asked.

Kardan grabbed her ankle and tried to twist her foot away from him but Eleria simply pressed down harder. Changing his attack the Goblin King tried to spin and sweep Eleria’s weight bearing leg.

Eleria reacted instantly, springing backwards onto her hands and then over onto her feet. She tutted and waited with her hands on her hips for him to clamber back to his feet. 

As he got up Eleria rushed in and caught his hands, intertwining fingers. She waited until he’d gathered his senses and began to squeeze and push. So many times she’d looked up at him as he’d used his height and strength to dominate her now the tables were turned. Eleria allowed him to struggle briefly before driving him down to his knees. 

She giggled in a girlish way as he glared up at her, mainly because she knew it would drive him mad.

Kardan suddenly dropped onto his backside. The sudden change tipped Eleria slightly forward but it was enough. The Goblin King rolled onto his back and as Eleria flew forward he thrust his legs up. 

Eleria was shot up to the high point of an arc and then slammed down to the floor on her back. She barely heard the air blast out of her lungs. With a growl Kardan rolled and came to a stop firmly seated on her chest. “Enough games wench.” He raised himself up and dropped his full weight squarely down on her chest, his weight forcing out what little air remained in her lungs. His shins bore down, grinding into her arms. 

The Goblin King shifted his hips as if trying to find a comfortable spot astride her breasts. Then he brought his knees in and began squeezing the sides of her head. “Feel like begging yet little pony? I hope not because I’m not finished with you yet.”

Kardan slid forward until his thighs framed her face. He grabbed a hand-full of hair and forced her face into his groin, again depriving her of the air needed before she could mount a resistance. 

Eleria could feel her captor’s excitement as he ground her face into his groin. The magical silk had protected her from injury but they hadn’t been able to stop her lungs from emptying. Now she was dazed and struggling to focus. She gasped for air as Kardan’s thighs tightened. ‘Work damn you,’ she ordered her body but nothing changed. She could feel her awareness fading and knew that if she passed out now she would awaken stripped of her advantage and helplessly at her captors mercy. Her Master’s mercy she corrected herself because she knew Kardan would crush all resistance from her after this rebellion.

If her body wouldn’t respond perhaps the magic in the silk would. She sent the last fading remnants of her will into the silken strips. Her legs jerked then acted without her muscles. They curved up and kicked out throwing the Goblin King off her.

Eleria gasped for air and pushed herself over onto her side. She could see Kardan slumped over by the wall but he was already starting to stir. ‘Up’ she ordered and her body slowly obeyed.

Eleria swayed but she could already feel the magic seeping back into her muscles.

Kardan roared and lurched to his feet. He swung about and charged at the thief-girl. He could see she was unsteady on her feet and hoped a final charge would drive her back to the ground. 

Eleria stumbled, seemingly unable to steady herself, unprepared for the ferocity of the Goblin King’s attack. Kardan threw himself at her. As his arms swept out and around to engulf her dazed expression hardened.
Eleria turned into his charge, dropping her weight and grabbing at the nearest arm. Her technique was far from perfect but subtlety was not needed. As his body connected with hers she pushed up with her hips and pulled hard on the arm in her grip.

The impact threw Eleria to the ground but the Goblin King crashed, out of control, destroying his throne. Eleria pushed her self up on one arm and watched in amazement as her opponent stirred. She got up and staggered over, kicking broken pieces of throne out of her way. 

The Goblin King shook his head and glared up at her, “I will crush you,” he said but his voice was hoarse and unsteady.

Eleria stepped over his prone body and without warning jumped up. Her full weight landed on Kardan’s chest and as his head bobbed forward she drove her fist into his jaw. The Goblin King went limp.

Eleria got up and retrieved Kardan’s jewel inset spurs. With a thiefs instincts she moved around the room evaluating, selecting and discarding. She chose only items easy to carry but of the highest value. A section of wall caught her attention, “too easy,” she muttered. Within moments a panel slid aside and a dragons hoard of gems trickled through her fingers. “Why live like a noble for a few months when I can buy my own castle?” She glanced over at the unconscious Goblin King, “let’s consider this payment for all my troubles shall we?”

As she walked back towards the shattered throne her eyes fell upon the exquisitely tooled saddle that had so recently been strapped to her back. A king would pay a fortune for his spoilt daughter to ride in such a saddle. Eleria looked over at Kardan, but first it would be put to a better use.

Kardan awoke to find his head buzzing and his jaw aching. The thief-girl! He tried to look around but found himself unable to  move. Kardan realised he was staring down at the floor between his hands. He tensed his shoulders and pushed until the tendons stood out in his arms but he remained where he was.

“The interesting thing about your magical silk,” said a voice from beyond his view, “is that even a few strips seperated from the main group can still be controlled.” Eleria crouched down and lifted his head, “which means that with a few strips of silk I can control you.”

Kardan struggled again but the magic held him fast. 

“I don’t expect you’ll beg for mercy and I don’t have the time or inclination to force it out of you. Instead I intend to leave your kingdom, much wealthier than when I arrived, and you will carry me the whole way.”

Eleria stood and collected the saddle. She briefly held it so that Kardan could see it and then dropped it onto his back before cinching it place. The Goblin King trembled with unexpressed anger. 

Eleria crouched back down in front of him, in her hands she held the bridle. She raised an eyebrow and tapped the bit with one finger. “You can voluntarily open your mouth or...,” she left the threat unspoken. 

The Goblin King growled low, the sound rumbling deep in his chest. Eleria laughed, “naughty pony,” she chided, “now open your mouth!”

Kardan struggled but could not overcome the magic that bound him and in short order the bit was placed between his teeth and the bridle fixed in place. Eleria looped the reins over his head and studied the scene critically, “something’s missing,” she snapped her fingers.

Eleria sat down where Kardan could see her, “I can’t ride a naughty pony without spurs can I?” she asked innocently. She bound the spurs to her heels. “What do you think?” She spun one of the rowels and laughed. “Time to go pony.”