THE TRIP
Lady Laerinia had an assignment for Aeriella, the apprentice was tasked with a trip to a distant artefact trader, named Dariush, for shopping. Her task was to purchase several specific items and ingredients, and check what other interesting articles the trader had for sale. Aeriella received a generous amount of money, but was told to make only reasonable purchases; the elf could recognize the power and value of magic items and knew how to barter, so Mistress was safe to trust her with the deed.
The road to travel was a long one, six days one way, but it was safe. The area along the road was heavily populated and highway patrols were plentiful. Still, there were four guards travelling with Aeriella; the elf herself was a valuable apprentice and her load made it even more worthy of an additional protection.
The sorceress was travelling in a coach driven by two of the guards, the other two were travelling on horse. For the road Aeriella picked an outfit that was made specifically for such occasions; it was a catsuit made of an enchanted fibre. The elf cast the spell herself and the garment was woven by the best available weaver; the catsuit was very light and comfortable, but at the same time provided protection against either cold or heat. Aeriella could even change its colour, for now she made it silver. She put on leather boots on ten centimetre high heels and a wide brim hat; there would be no need to cover her head in the coach, but it was better to be prepared, and she really liked that hat.
The guards were doing a poor job of hiding their stares. Truth be told, Aeriella in her tight outfit was quite a sight to behold, she was taller than all four men even barefoot, so her heels made the elf tower over her escort. The apprentice did not mind the looks though, she considered them compliments and if she wanted to avoid the stares, she would have dressed in a loose coat.
The first day of the trip was boring, Aeriella spent most of the time alone in the coach. The men on the bench were having some idle chat and the other two were supposed to be scouting the road. They made some small talk during rests, but that was pretty much all the interaction the elf had with her guards; it changed at the inn.
The tavern, called "Red Wine", was crowded with people, the elf wanted a single room for herself, the guards would be sleeping in the dormitory, but there were no such rooms free. The only one available could fit five people, Aeriella could easily afford it for herself, but it would be very rude of her to do that. She decided that all five of them could sleep together, the elf was not shy after all.
But the evening was still young and they were to spend a lot of time together before going to sleep. They ate dinner together and then sat by the table and drank wine. The more wine they consumed, the better their conversation revolved; a spiritless chat changed into a friendly one. Cup of wine later Aeriella was flirting with her guards and after another one even teasing them. In a mood like that they left the common room and went upstairs; the elf led the way swaying her hips with every step. When they were all inside, with the doors locked behind them, she stretched catlike making sure to stick out her breasts and buttocks.
"We might have left too early" she said in a seductive voice "I'm not feeling sleepy yet. What about you?"
The men's faces were already red and it was clear that sleep was the last thing they had in mind. But despite their mistress' being an outright tease, neither of them had the courage to act; after all they were mere guards and she was the sorceress. Nothing would have happened, if not for all the wine they drunk. Peter was the first one for whom common sense was eclipsed by alcohol-induced courage; he came from behind the elf, grabbed her breasts with both hands and kissed her on the neck. If at that point Aeriella had shouted something like "What are you doing?!", it would have ended and Peter would be very ashamed. But wine was flowing in her veins as well, so she just moaned and opened her neck for his lips. That was all the invitation the guards needed, immediately they were all over her, touching, groping and kissing her body. The enchanted catsuit was so thin that the elf could feel their touches almost as well as if she was naked. She accepted their hands and lips everywhere, even though they were not gentle nor sensitive; it was all pure lust.
Aeriella was not sure when and how she got naked, it felt so natural. The guards groped and kissed her body for a short while longer, then half-carried her to the bed. She laid across it with her buttocks lying on one edge and her head hanging from the other. The elf was already wet between her legs, even a small amount of erotic excitement did that to her. One of the men, it was Peter again, grabbed her by the ankles, spread her legs and entered her without further ado. Aeriella moaned, but the sound was cut by a penis that entered her mouth, she started to suck it vigorously. It was not big, so deepthroating was not even a slightest problem for the experienced elf. The other two guards knelt on the bed on either side of the sorceress and fondled her body, they also guided Aeriella's hands to their penises, so they would get a warm up as well.
Peter did not last too long between elf's legs, he shot his load inside her pussy way too soon for her liking. Fortunately there were others to replace him, one of the two on her side, Karl was his name, immediately took from where his fellow left, but he was a sprinter as well. At the same time he ejaculated inside Aeriella, the guard with a penis in her mouth, named Otto, withdrew his cock and shot his seed all over her breasts. Elf had to admit that while their stamina could have been better the volume of their loads was impressive. There was only one more guard, Wilhelm, left; he also chose Aeriella's love hole. He lasted long enough to give the elf an orgasm. When she clenched her vaginal muscles, he could not take it anymore and added a third load to her pussy. Sorceress' cries must have been heard by half of the people in the tavern.
When the men sated their lust they seemed to be preparing for sleep.
"What do you think you're doing?" asked Aeriella, when she regained her breath after the climax.
The guards looked slightly afraid, they seemed to think their mistress was mad at them that they used her body; but that was not the case.
"Do you think you're done already? I'm not finished with you yet. Come back here!"
They were relieved and surprised at the same time. The men did not realise up till that moment, how lustful their mistress was.
Peter had the longest break from his orgasm, so Aeriella began with him. She knelt on the bed and took his penis into her mouth; she licked, sucked and deepthroated it and quickly the guard was hard again. At the same time, Karl and Otto were fondling the elf's body, gentler and more sensitive this time and Wilhelm was fingering her love hole; he did not seem to mind the mixture of their seed oozing from it.
As soon as Peter got really hard, he withdrew his penis from Aeriella's mouth and circled the bed to get behind her. He understood what their mistress wanted and was pleased to give it to her. The guard knew he should last much longer this time, it would hurt his pride, if he could not satisfy her. When Peter was penetrating the elf, Karl took his place at her mouth. But the sorceress was not going to just make him hard, she worked very diligently with her lips, tongue and throat. Karl did his best to hold, but fifteen minutes later Aeriella felt his penis twitching. She withdrew it, leaving all but the head beyond her lips and let the guard shoot his load into her mouth. Just as she swallowed the last drop, Peter brought her to an orgasm, she raised her head with a cry on her lip. Just like before she tightly clenched her vaginal muscles, it had the same effect on this guard as previously. Glad that he managed to satisfy his mistress, Peter ejaculated into her well filled pussy.
Otto and Wilhelm waited until their fellows were done and took their places. This time Wilhelm's penis was in Aeriella's mouth and Otto's in her vagina. Just like Peter before him, Otto rose to the challenge and managed to give the elf a third orgasm, at the same time the sorceress gave the fourth guard fellatio of his life; she swallowed his seed as well.
When all the orgasms subsided and the participants caught their breath, Aeriella said:
"You were wonderful, boys. Thank you so much! I'm glad we will still have five more days... and nights ahead of us."
They mumbled their thanks and praises as well, like teenagers too shy to speak up. The elf was amused by that, but did not comment. The whole party went to sleep.
Aeriella being an elf did not need as much sleep as men, so she woke up at dawn. Her skin was still sticky from sweat and... other fluids that desiccated during the night. Since all the guards were sound asleep she had a lot of time to take a bath. Aeriella did not want any of her clothes to get dirty, so she wrapped the bed sheet around herself, it was not too clean either.
The only other person awake was the innkeeper's son who was rubbing the floor downstairs. He was at that age when he wanted to be treated and called a man, but everyone still called him "boy"; and the fact that he was taller than average did not change that. But Aeriella was not everyone.
"Good morning," the elf called, walking down the stairs.
"Good mo..." the big 'boy' paused as he saw the sorceress. He got a good look at the elf's body last night, when he admired her curves accentuated by the silver catsuit (Aeriella was well aware of it, of course). But he was still young enough to be intimidated by women dressed only in bed linens.
"I require your assistance..." Aeriella continued as if everything was in perfect order, "I'm sorry, I forgot your name. Please, remind me what it was."
"T..Tom. My name's Tom."
"Tom, could you, please, make a warm bath for me? I like to start my day fresh and scented."
"Y..yes, mistress. Of course. I'll make it right away."
"Thank you, Tom."
"Red Wine" had a room that could be called baths, if someone was feeling generous. It had four big wash tubs and a special furnace for heating the water. The bath for Aeriella was ready surprisingly quickly.
"Here you go, mistress. Everything ready," Tom said, as he started to leave.
"Wait. I'll still need our help, Tom. I'd like you to wash my back."
The young man's eyes opened wide at the elf's words, they opened even wider when she unwrapped the sheet and placed it on the coathanger.
In slow, deliberate moves Aeriella walked to a shelf where sponge and soap lay, she picked them up and equally slowly moved towards Tom. She handed the items to the young man and said in a seductive voice:
"Be very thorough. My back needs a gooood cleaning."