WARNING! This chapter contains: Femdom, nonconsent (at first), oral, rimming (on a guy), anal fingering (on a guy), anthro, slight bondage, orgasm denial, creampie, and toys, you have been warned.
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Since it's been a long while since my post of the last chapter, here's a little recap for those who don't want to read the other two:
Colonel Marcus Lionheart arrived from a country overseas with eight hundred soldiers to battle the demon king. When he arrived he talked with Adrum, a very old man who was in charge of the city of Tarbat. Although Adrum told him that the city wasn't in danger, Lionheart decided to set out anyway. He sent his commanders into the city to gather supplies. His original second in command, Colonel Marisa Steinem, ran into Hamid, a sorcerer that turned her into a living doll for his own pleasure. Despite the fact that Lionheart had deep feelings for Marisa, he decided to move on to catch the demon king unaware. He also hired Renard, a fox-man, to be their guide. On their first night in the desert they were attacked by pigmen who took a captive, Private Helena Burks, who is now being drugged and used as their sex slave. Because of losing soldiers and Renard's failure to know the attack was coming, Lionheart is becoming increasingly distrustful of Renard the deeper they go into the desert.
Current company status and structure:
1st: Colonel Marcus Lionheart – Bound by duty and constantly serious. He distrusts those that are not fully human and wants only to kill the demon king.
2nd: Major Sam Ageril – A skilled warrior who is not a people person. He has auburn hair that's spiky in the back and a scar over his forehead and nose.
3rd: Major Oren Ackler – A former food seller and cook. He was forcefully drafted and isn't happy to be in the company or the foreign country. He has an obsession for food and ingredients.
4th: Captain Talia Fenner – A drop-dead gorgeous woman with blond hair, blue eyes, and a perfect face. She doesn't like men hitting on her like Renard, but is intrigued by how intelligent he can be.
5th: Captain Tay Rainground – Grew up around horses his entire life. He hasn't ever really had a family or group of people to care about. He cares more about horses than he does people.
6th: First Lieutenant Eliza Bevens – A woman whose only goal is finding new and interesting creatures. When she finds a new one she becomes excited and obsessive. She makes Renard uncomfortable.
Private Catarina Steinem – Sister of Marisa Steinem. Her only family is her sister, who is currently missing. She decided to take her sisters place by being Lionheart's assistant. She is kind of hapless, but means well.
Renard – A fox man from the fennec tribes. He loves hitting on women, although he usually strikes out. He is currently hitting on Talia Fenner. He is more intelligent than he seems.
Missing:
Colonel Marisa Steinem – Captured by Hamid who turned her into a living doll
Private Helena Burks – Captured by pigmen, drugged, and used as a sex slave
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Chapter 3
The day after the raid, the army was on the move again. Renard led them, but he seemed troubled by something. Colonel Lionheart was becoming less and less convinced that the fox knew what he was doing. So far his soldiers had either disappeared, been eaten by flowers or kidnapped by pig creatures, none of which Renard had warned them about. He claimed it was different than what he remembers. It sounded like an excuse from an inept person. Still, as angry and untrusting as the commander was, he didn't really have a choice. Renard was the only person to sign up for the job. It was either follow Renard or walk blindly.
Talia was with a unit further back from the front. The first unit was being guided by the colonel, the second one by Major Sam Ageril and Talia the third. Despite the fact that Talia was lower ranked than Major Oren Ackler, he wasn't in charge of anything but the pack camels. Major Ackler would likely drive morale down if he were in charge of actual people, as he didn't want even be in the military anyway. Talia wasn't interested in the colonel's decisions in the chain of command however. She found herself gazing forward along the line at their guide.
She kept telling herself to just ignore him, but something was pestering her. All the men she had ever met had tried to hit on her or were too nervous to talk to her. The only exception seemed to be Colonel Lionheart. Although initially she was thrilled and happy that he didn't care about her looks, after a while he began to use her looks to their advantage, like getting people to sign up for the church's army or negotiating with her present to distract people. It left her bitter about people who flirt with her or talk about her looks. She should have been just as bitter at Renard...but there was something nagging her.
She spent her entire life around roughneck men. What he said was one of the most intelligent things she had ever heard. He hit on her like all the other men, albeit in a sillier fashion, but at the same time seemed incredibly intelligent. She wanted him out of her head, but she couldn't do that until she knew for certain that he was just like any other man. So now she was left watching him as he walked along, annoyed and at the same time intrigued.
The army crested a dune. Renard was gazing at his feet while he did it, watching his step. When the first line of men followed him over, they instantly began muttering. Renard gazed back at them before looking forward. He gasped and held up his hands.
"Halt!" he shouted. Colonel Lionheart hadn't quite cleared the hill. He marched up the dune and prepared to yell at Renard, but instead stopped and stared.
Marching through the sand on the other side of the dune was...something. It resembled a human, albeit one that was very old. It was hunched over, as if was suffering from terrible arthritis. It was wearing tattered draping for clothes that covered everything but its eyes and hands. In its hand was a staff that it was using to shamble along. It's fingers were incredibly bony, almost looking like talons. It's skin was ochre in color, with what appeared to have square scales of an uneven patterns on its skin. Its eyes were milky and appeared to be rotting. It ignored them completely.
Colonel Lionheart gingerly walked over to Renard, trying not to disturb whatever creature this thing was. He stood beside the fox-man, seeing how nervous he was.
"What is that?" the colonel whispered.
"It's a desert witch." Renard whispered back. "They are quite powerful and dangerous. It's best not to anger them." The witch apparently heard that she was being referred to. She stopped and turned, her milky eyes glaring at them. Renard bowed and swept his hand in the direction she had been walking.
"After you madame. We shall kindly wait." he said, sounding incredibly polite. The witch scoffed and continued shuffling. The fox turned to the colonel. "Let's wait patiently, shall we?" The colonel didn't like yielding anything to some sort of demonic entity, even a path. Still, he shouldn't waste his men fighting anything but the Demon King.
All of the soldiers milled about, watching the witch shuffle along at an incredibly slow pace. The soldiers began gathering on the crest of the hill, all of them trying to see the creature. The commanders of the companies also did as well, all of them muttering. As the witch finally rounded the dune Major Oren Ackler joined the group of soldiers at the top. The moment he arrived he stopped, not because of the sight, but because of the smell. He sniffed in the direction of the witch. Once the witch was past the colonel signaled for his men to fall back into line. They all began to obey, except for Major Ackler. Instead he marched over to Renard. The fox was breathing a sigh of relief and was oblivious to the approach.
"Excuse me, Renard?" Major Ackler asked. The fox jumped and turned with wide eyes. It was the first time someone in this army had been respectful to him.
"Huh? Oh, yes? Major...Ackler, right?" Renard asked.
"Yes. I was wondering, what was that smell?" the major asked.
"Smell? Oh, the witch's smell?" Renard asked, pointing at the shuffling creature. "Actually, I'm not quite sure. I think I heard it was a plant that they cover themselves in. I never bothered to ask."
"I see." Major Ackler stated. He turned and abruptly began marching in the direction of the witch.
"Hey! Hey! What are you doing!? Don't do that!" Renard shouted, agitated. Colonel Lionheart jerked his head around to see his major walking towards the shambling creature.
"Major Ackler! What are you doing!?" the colonel demanded. His major ignored him. Oren walked right up to the witch.
