We rode back along the bottom of the rock face, picking
up horses and prisoners all along the way. It was an impressive collection we
had gathered by the time we reached the meadow with our prisoners.
There was Lana the redhead, and the Counsel woman who had
made the speech in my cell. There was Lana's counterpart from Tower Two. Also
among the captured dignitaries were the Trackers I'd heard speaking from the
brush, and two others who appeared to be soldiers.
My harem and I wanted to take them back to the city for
trial, but Sean and Gil finally convinced us there was a punishment far better
than that.
It took several days, but they finally talked us into
building a raft and putting the captives adrift on the river that flowed by our
meadow. It seems that the river flows around the end of the barrier mountains
and into the land beyond.
"What's there?" I asked.
"Them, when they get there." was the reply
"You're sure there is nothing else there?"
Sean and Gil sat us down and told us of what they had
found when they'd been down that way.
"It looks like a garden as you come into it, but the
river flows right straight on through smooth, flat and wide, all the way to the
sea."
Finally my women and I conceded the plan, and we built a
raft for the six of them; then stocked it with all the provisions their party
had left behind when they started walking back to the City of Towers. We also
built a jail on the raft, and made sure they were not provided with any metal
to make a knife from, and deliberately set the whole affair on the point of the
meadow between the two rivers.
We retired to the high ground at the top of the meadow
and dug in to wait for the rains to swell the river, taking the raft and it's
occupants down stream with it. Sean and Gil said it wouldn't be long until the
raft would be gone, but I was shocked when the heavens opened only three days
later, and late that afternoon the water took the raft and all with it down the
gorge as the floods started.
As our small band waited in the rain, I frowned for a moment
then asked the group, "Am I crazy, or are the rains coming a bit early
this year?" All the others shrugged at my question, but I could have sworn
it was true. Of course by this time, I was so rummy from the pace life was
taking after my years in the dungeon, I was likely to think almost anything.
Sean, Gil, the women and I decided to part in the
morning. We were standing in front of the depression Sean and Gil had found us
in just a week before, and Tina suggested we hang the five of them for a stab at
a new start. Even Cindy agreed it sounded like fun, "Besides," she
said, "the grounds to wet to sleep on!" It didn't take long and the
five women were hung from the tree limb, almost looking to comfortable,
according to Sean.
By the time it was dark I'd shown the other men how to
play the game, clitoral climax. They thought it was great fun to watch the
women bob and jerk as they drove them over the edge time after time. I
contented myself with watching over the group as I climbed up the tree and tied
myself in along the limb.
Sean and Gil had taken advantage of my five concubines
for most of the night when I caught their attention and told them there was one
more thing they should do before the sun came up in the morning. They grinned
from ear to ear when they understood what I meant, and even took it easy on my
girls, while I leaned over the branch and told them each in turn. "It
hurts if you don't relax completely, giving yourself to the feelings."
Even Cindy took them up her ass while she smiled at me,
then finally gave in to the sensations and her body took her away to the velvet
blackness of climax, just as the other four had done.
When the night was over we mounted our horses and began
the journey back to the City of Towers. Gil and Sean told us they were going to
go far enough up river to cross safely, then come back to the cliffs, and would
somehow send word when their friends returned from the north. Before they
parted they pulled me aside and asked that Toni and Lavern be sent to them in
the first shipment.
Sean spoke for both of them, "We enjoyed the hell
out of the group grope, but we are really one woman men. I know we'll always
remember the group, but it's Lavern and Toni we want for our own."
I replied, "I'll tell them when I send out the first
group, or they'll try and come to you now."
"Don't let that happen," they said, "we
have homes to build before we can even think of having them come live with us.
We want them to have a roof and a bed."
"That's a wonderful gesture," I answered,
"but I bet they like it better on the ground, or in a tree!"
The two men laughed as we parted, and Gil shouted after
me, "I hope that's true, but they'll have their choice!" I waved
good-by as they disappeared into the rain soaked forest.
When I turned back to my concubines, they were still
waving in the rain. We laughed at each other on the way to town, "Like a
bunch of drowned rats." was what Tina had said, and I thought she was
right.
The women and I rode in silence for the next five days.
The only thing we knew to do was to keep the wind at our backs. Sean and Gil
had told us, that if we did that, we'd run into the City in about five or six
days time. They were right. We almost rode into the city walls before we could
pull our horses up.
"Now what?" I shouted into Tina's ear, "We
can't go up the drain." Tina grabbed my hair and shouted back, "Let
me think for a minute." Tina shut her eyes tight for a while, then pointed
to the south, "This way." but there was no sound, the wind was too
noisy. We rode south by the wall then turned with it to the east when Tina
finally stopped, and sat looking up at the wall.
Suddenly she pointed again, and there to our right, a
hole appeared; we stepped off our horses into the city. Once we were all safe
inside, the door closed with a bang. The silence was nearly total, but so was
our blindness. The room we were in was almost pitch black, but at least we were
out of the rain.
*** *** *** *** ***
I was drifting in a warm cocoon, warm and dry. It was
also deadly quiet. Then I knew no more for what seemed an eternity. When I felt
again, I was still in the cocoon, and still it was deadly quiet. I thought to
open my eyes, but instead knew nothing for another eternity. The next time I
felt, I was in a cocoon, but this time I could hear small sounds, and a gentle
voice said, "Geof, open your eyes."
"NO," I thought, "it's a cruel
trick."
"No, it's no trick said the voice, open your eyes
and see who I am." It was the Voice. I slowly opened my eyes, and there
stood the haggard old lecher, Flow.
"I've died and gone to heaven." I thought.
"No, you're alive, and right here in Hell."
said Voice.
"I'd rather be dead, than back here with you, you
depraved, over sexed, used up old hag."
"I'm sure that's true, and we can arrange it, but right
now there's a Bimbo here to screw you."
I felt a hand slid up my leg and attach itself gently to
my long dead cock.
"This is too much, you lesbian relic, now you've
gone to far."
"Bye, for now, you pompous jerk, I'm leaving you and
the Bimbo to your play time." Voice was gone, but the hand on my gonads
kept pulling me back from my sleep.
Voice came back, "Geof, your Bimbo is here and she
wants to play."
"And what do you know about my Bimbo?"
Voice, "I know she is putting your cock in her
mouth. Tell her hello for me when you wake up."
The Voice signed off the air.
"Thank god," I thought, "that crazy voice
is gone, and I can dream about my Bimbo, Tina"
My eyes popped open just in time to close as a climax
shook me to the core. It only seemed like moments later when I opened my eyes
again. Tina was there in place of the hag, and she was licking her lips while I
felt her milking the last of her semen from my cock. Tina smiled up at me,
while she licked the white, heavy goo from her hand.
"Yes, it's true, your Bimbo is here," Tina was
saying, "and your dreams are really very wet!"
"Wet," I said, "then it was all a dream,
the rain, the horses, the wall opening up."
Tina was working my cock like a pro, while her words were
pulling me up, "No, the rain was real, and so were the horses, the river,
the raft, and the tree."
"If that wasn't a dream, then this part is."
"GEOF," Tina was screaming, "WAKE UP AND
SCREW ME YOU ASS HOLE. I'M HORNY AND I WANT YOUR COCK."
That did it, now I was pissed, "Nobody screams at me
for sex." I said as I sat up and grabbed her body.
"Nobody except your Bimbo." she said,
"Geof, I'm here for you now."
I was suddenly awake, wide awake in a bed, and Tina was
in my hands. I stared at her while I held her there, I couldn't believe my eyes.
Tina smiled and I saw her arm move to something between
her legs, at the same time the hand was back on my cock, and I heard myself
say, "OH, this is too much."
Tina was looking right straight in my eyes, and I heard
her ask, "Geof, your hurting my arms, please put me down. Now."
As I set her down, I felt my cock slip into a pussy, I
could swear. So warm, so tight, so pleasant, so real.
"Tina, oh, Tina, it is really you," and my body
took me again.
Tina was kissing me, rubbing me, laughing and crying all
at once, so I knew it was her. I came to my mind, and found it was no dream,
Tina was screwing me blue.
"My god," I said, "that's really you and
it's really your pussy I feel on me!"
I hugged her to me as tight as I could, afraid to let her
go. We laid like that for a long, long time before she spoke again.
"Geof, your Bimbo needs to take a breath." Tina
whispered in my ear.
I let her go, just a little, "There can you breath
now."
"Yes," she said, "now hold on tight, I'm
coming on you, in your bed."
Tina shook me like a piece of paper, as she climaxed on
my cock. Through shock after shock she bounced us around, while I held on for
dear life.
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