Chapter five
The tournament consisted of five competitions. There were 10 and it was up to the Lord to decide which ones were going to be used on each given tournament per year. It meant that those warriors that were going to attend had to be ready for all 10, even though they would only have to contend in five. We had already completed the flying of the arrows and now we were about to embark on the hunt for an Offus. Each one had its pitfalls, but if you knew what you were doing and was agile enough, then you could probably emerge the victor.
I had the book open for the rules and suddenly the pages began to turn on their own. They landed on the hand to hand combat page. I had a feeling that my benefactor was giving me a heads up on what the next competition was going to entail. How she could possibly know what was inside Lord Vadam’s head was beyond me. Perhaps, he had spoken of it to a confidant and she had gleaned that information from seducing it from that confidant’s lips. Perhaps, he was unaware of the invasion to his privacy. Either way, I had a good idea of what I would have to do to survive.
It consisted of a fight called the Karrock. It was essentially a combination of martial arts and UFC fighting. The one thing I did notice was this battle was fought either to the death or incapacitation. The only way to win was to make sure that your opponent did not get up for a full 5 minutes. It was barbaric and there were no weapons besides the ones that god gave you when you were born. I had learned how to box from my uncle and I could take on any opponent and make them wish that they didn’t step into the ring with me. I suppose I could’ve gone pro, but I had no real interest in making my life revolve around pummeling somebody, until they couldn’t go on.
“I don’t know if you are here, but I thank you for the heads up.” The pages started to flip again and the last two competitions were now known to me. One looked fairly easy to comprehend, but the other one contained a quest that would make it virtually impossible for all the competitors to survive. I didn’t even know how she could possibly know which competition would come first and last. I’d seen some strange things, but magic or what they perceived as magic was not one of them. Until now, I saw this species as underdeveloped.
It was only the technology of their weapons and their armor that made me think that they were more than just Neanderthals.
This last one, the Quest of Vanguard had many aspects. It was said in the rule book that the Quest of Vanguard was rarely called upon, because not that many people survived the ordeal. It wasn’t that they couldn’t, but they were unwilling to work together for a common cause.
I closed the book after an hour and I figured from what I’d learned about the way that the sun and the moon were situated that I had about 5 hours of sleep to be had. I would need every minute. I was trusting that Braden would wake me in the morning in time to go out into the forest and do what needed to be done.
I felt like I had a guardian angel on my shoulder. I didn’t know what her true agenda was, but apparently, she had decided in her infinite wisdom that I was the one that was going to change everything. I guess, considering that they really didn’t have a strong female presence that might’ve been right. I had stood up to Lord Vadam and it was a risk to my health and well being. I’m sure that my benefactor had given me the exact passage in the book of rules. Braden had told me that every competitor was given the book of rules, so that they would have an idea of how to train for the one year that they were isolated from their families.
I fell asleep in Braden’s arms and I felt him encompass me like a warm blanket. His body was more than enough to keep me nice and cozy.
It was only after I heard this bellow of a horn that I awoke with a start to find Braden not sleeping beside me. I heard what sounded like water. I decided to follow it to its source, until it was loud enough that I knew that I was close to finding where it was coming from.
I saw him standing outside and the water that I had heard was falling from off the rocks and onto his naked body. The water only accentuated his muscles and I stood there and admired how he had sculpted himself into the monument of man that I had come to know and love.
“Are you going to just stand there, or are you going to join me?” If I were to join him, I’m not sure that we would’ve gotten much done. I continued to stare at him, reveling in the image of the man. His naked form was too much.
“I’m not sure that it’s a good idea that I come over there. That’s not going to stop me from doing it though.” I stripped off the shirt that I had slept in last night with his scent surrounding me the entire time that I was in his arms. The material separated and there were no buttons. It seemed that this material stuck together like a Velcro substance that I would find on my own world.
I dropped all pretenses and I stepped up behind him to feel just how hard his muscles really were. I moved my hands down his slick frame and found the object of my desire now waking from its own slumber. I could feel how smooth his crotch was. I cradled his balls and I did not feel those bristly ends poking me in the hands.
“Shana, I have to say that I have never thought about doing this.” He was referring to the very close shave that I had given him, while he was submitting to my will. “I think that I could get used to it.” He would have to, because if he was like any other man in my world, then it was going to itch like crazy when it started to grow back in.
“I think that you’ll find that shaving is preferable to the alternative. I shave regularly, but when I went to do it last night, it was a little more difficult. You don’t have the technology for an electric razor. You don’t even have razors and I had to use the straight blade of your knife. I don’t even know what the stuff that I slathered on you was, but it worked for what I had in mind.” He reached back and was now feeling the product of what I was talking about. His hand had traced down the lips and he was now pulling them open.
“This is definitely something that we should introduce to the people. I’m just not sure how we would go about it. I suppose if I talked to others and if you talk to other women, then we’d be able to make sure that the word got out. Oh and that stuff you used is a salve for wounds to heal.” I was more than happy to talk to some of the girls, but I wasn’t sure just what kind of reaction I would get to the suggestion of shaving off their hair down there. That was something that was going to have to be handled with kid gloves.
As it was, I was preoccupied and I had my hands wrapped around him and was using both of them to give him a good morning hand. His breathing was getting shallow and I could tell from the way that his hips were now moving against my fingers that he was more than happy to allow me to take matters into my own hands.
“Are you going to go down on me?” The idea did introduce itself into my thought process, but then again just having my hands around him was more than enough to stoke the fires between my legs. “I love the way that you do that with your hands.” If he loved t that, then he was in for a real treat when I showed him something that wasn’t just for foreplay.
“If you don’t mind, I think that I’m going to continue what I’m doing.” There was this spongy purple stuff against the rock and just touching it made my hands slippery. It was almost like aloe, but also had this greasy like feel to it. I wondered if he had ever considered using it in a different way. If not, then he was going to find out how my hands felt with that slippery and greasy feel. The water was good, but it didn’t give the same texture as a water based lubricant. This was the closest that I was going to come to finding something like that and I was going to use it to the best of my advantage.
“We really don’t have…time for this. The horn indicates that we have less than 20 minutes to meet up with the rest of the competitors at the edge of the forest. Lord Vadam will be waiting… Oh my god…why do you continually do this to me?” I think that was a rhetorical question. He had no interest in knowing the answer, because it felt too damn good for him to consider stopping me.
I was moving my hands up over the length, paying particular attention to the spongy surface of his knob. Each time that I circled my hands around it, he would shutter under my oral ministrations.
“Trust me, I don’t need 20 minutes. I could easily get you off long before that, but I’m having way too much fun.” I was behind him and I was working both hands along his length in conjunction with the other. I did find myself humping my pussy up against his ass and then moving up and down the back of his thigh to get the right amount of friction to cause at least a mini climax.
He was literally fucking my fingers and he was leaking all over himself. Combining his own essence to that of the sticky and slippery substance that I had already massaged into my hands had made for a nice feel. I’m sure that if I brought this home that people would want to use it all the time. It was better than any lubricant and even the water was not breaking down the elements. It was staying slick to the touch and it was that texture that was making it easier to drive him crazy with desire.
“I have never met a woman that can’t keep her hands off me for more than a few hours. Don’t get me wrong, I appreciate the attention. It’s more than I got from my wife. She was a bit of a cold stone. It wasn’t ….like she couldn’t let herself sexually. I’d caught her several times with other men. I forgave her…oh my Lord… I… I for…forgave her because I thought that I was in love.” It was too bad that he thought that he had to give her a free pass. Cheating was never the answer and if she had no intention of commitment, then she should have said something a long time ago. To me, monogamy was not natural, but for Braden, I would at least give it a chance.
I felt his seed boiling within his balls. I could feel the progress that I was making and it was not going to be very long before he was shooting off into the air. There was a rush coming up the length of the shaft. When it was simmering at the head, I clamped the dam shut with two fingers. His cock was pulsing and he was grunting and holding onto the stone wall where the water was coming down on top of him. He was trying to get that necessary relief, but I thought it was a better idea that he contained himself. That way, he would have excess energy and would be more alert and not relaxed.
I waited, until that pulsing subsided and then I waited a little bit longer, before finally removing my hand slowly. I could see his cock in its balloon like shape and then I saw the bubble appear on the top. I swiped it off and sucked it into my mouth, while walking away and shaking my hips to give him a reminder of what he could have later on.
“I’m not sure if I should call you a tease or if I should chase you down and make you finish what you started. I think I know why you did it, but I wish that you would have given me some kind of warning before hand. I will say that once we finish capturing the Offus that I will want to continue where we left off.”