Near the Lands of Dark Sorcery
Since leaving the Temple of Ghan, Thanegar of Thyria and Laura Horcroft had settled into a steady, and extremely pleasurable, routine as they traveled together. The Lady Horcroft, in her more refined teenage years, had been trained in archery and she picked up the basics of hunting quickly. Thanks to her bow, the two seldom went hungry. On the other hand, Thanegar had an unerring sense of direction and led them through ever more dangerous countryside without failure.
Whenever Thanegar felt his lust rise at the sight of Laura's perfect body he would simply strip her and have his way with her on the spot. For her part, Laura loved this arrangement and would take any opportunity that she could to seduce her barbaric lover.
"This valley ahead is called Skull Pass and will lead us through the Black Mountains. Beyond lies the Lands of Dark Sorcery, and our goal." Thanegar said, indicating a cleft between two tall mountains that had come into view as the pair summited a hill.
Laura could see the pass Thanegar was indicating, but she was having trouble focusing. The climb up the hill had been steep and she'd stared at her lover's muscular ass poking from under his loincloth as he'd led the way up. The sight aroused her greatly, and pussy juice mingled with sweat on her inner thighs. Walking to stand beside the Thyrian, Laura slid her hand under his cloth and began to firmly grope and massage his heavy balls.
"I see, our way is spread wide open, ready for our insertion." She whispered in Thanegar's ear, moving her hand to his stiffening cock.
Thanegar grinned and turned to face Laura saying; "We will need to thrust deep and violently to hit our desired spot."
With that he placed a hand on her head and pushed her slowly, but firmly,to kneel on the ground. Laura kissed his chest, stomach, hips, and finally the humongous tent in his loincloth as she was lowered to his feet. Laura hungrily tore at the fur and leather that stood between her and the phallus that she could feel herself becoming addicted to.
The rod of flesh shot out and slapped Laura in the face hard enough to hurt, the pain only inflamed her lust further. She allowed the barbarian's cock to lie across her face. Her mouth kissed his undershaft and her eyes swam with arousal, the perfect image of a willing fuckslut.
Thanegar reached down to her heaving chest and pulled off her skimpy light blue top. Laura grinned slyly and leaned back, pushing her breasts together, allowing his cock to slide into the cleft of her cleavage. Slowly, Thanegar began to thrust his manhood back and forth in the lucius titflesh. As his fat cockhead popped through the top of Laura's cleavage she kissed it with her pillowy soft lips. She slid her fingers into her shorts and rubbed her clit. Her cunt gushed, preparing to take Thanegar's fuck sword all the way to the hilt.
A monstrous "ROAR!" tore through the air above the lovers' heads.
The pair ripped themselves apart from their obscene embrace and dove into cover. Not a moment too soon, within seconds a shadow passed over the sun as a huge and grotesque gargoyle flew overhead on bat-like wings.
The creature had gray skin like granite sculpted into a godlike physique of muscle by the mage that had created it. Gargoyles were used as enforcers and brute muscle by wizards who usually lacked the physical prowess to protect themselves if their spells failed. The creatures were impossibly strong and tough and usually given psychotic levels of aggression by their creators.
Thanegar guessed this one was made by Serpentia, whose tower was their final destination. That guess was all but confirmed a moment later as, even as it flew through the air, an inhumanly large penis could be seen flopping back and forth between its legs. Serpentia was known to enjoy fucking her creations. Thanegar glanced over to Laura who was also watching the well hung monster fly south with a distinctly horny expression on her face.
Thanegar smirked at his insatiable lover. "Come, we shall need to move with more stealth from here. We are at the borderlands of the Dark Lands, and dangers will abound from this point on." He said, leaning in and kissing Laura while sliding his hand under her top to give her right breast a firm squeeze.
"As you say, you know these lands far better than I. Though should that particular creature ambush us in the dark, I might be able to take him on my own... or, at least, most of him." Laura said, with a cocked eyebrow.
The two journeyed the rest of the day slipping quietly through the rocky mountain paths. As the sun was setting they came to the mouth of Skull Pass, where they were forced to halt once again.
At the head of a narrow trail that would lead them through the pass and into the Dark Lands was a stout fortress made up of several connected towers surrounded by a wall. Goblins walked the battlements and their screeching language could be heard emanating from within.
"We can't leave this behind us, they will be sending out night patrols and find us in our sleep, all these goblins will need to die if we are to make it to Serpentia's Tower." Whispered Thanegar.
"Alright, if you draw them out I can take many down with arro... What was THAT?" Laura exclaimed as a ferocious hallowing ROAR rose up from within the fort.
"DAMN!" Thanegar cursed, "that is the gargoyle we saw earlier. This will be a difficult task. I can slay such a foe but not while I'm being attacked on all sides by goblins."
"I have an idea." Laura whispered, after thinking for a moment. "I can scale the wall and quietly kill the lookouts, and then open the main gate for you to charge in. Once you're inside we can ambush them from both sides."
Laura's plan was sneaky, dangerous, and extremely violent. Thanegar loved it.
30 Minutes Later
Laura Horcroft plunged her dagger into the back of the goblin while he was standing atop the battlement looking down the southern road. The blade passed between his ribs and into his lungs cutting off his air supply, rendering him unable to scream as the beautiful rogue lowered him down to the stone walkway. He would never know it but four of his comrades had met a similar fate.
Laura crept, cat-like, along the wall looking for any more guards. Finding none, she was confronted with a problem. Climbing the wall had been easy, she had been trained in acrobatics and dance as a young noble girl, and was in excellent shape. Killing the guards had been no problem either, they were lazy and barely paying attention to their surroundings. However, she needed to open the gate, and had no idea how that may be done, nor had any obvious mechanism presented itself. She was going to need to interrogate one of the goblins.
Creeping along the battlement Laura came to a place where the walkway met one of the towers and a narrow window led to a room lit with candles. Taking a moment to peek inside she saw it was an empty bunk room. The window was narrow, barely more than an arrow slit, but she thought she could squeeze through.
Laura's head and shoulders fit without issue, but when she got to her breasts she became stuck. She had to push hard with her legs, and the rough stone scraped her skin and clothing. Finally, with a pop-pop her big boobs bounced into the room with the sound of tearing fabric. "Ugh," Laura groaned, as she looked down to see bare tits bouncing free of her ripped top.
Committed now, Laura continued to wriggle through the window, but got stuck again when her butt lodged in the stonework. "ARGH!" She grunted loudly as she pushed with her arms to get her lower body into the room. Her shorts, tiny as they were, caught on the window ledge and pulled free of her body falling outside the window, her dagger belt went with them. "Fuck!" Laura cursed, looking down at her nude body save for her black thong panties.
Her exclamation must have alerted a patrolling goblin, because a door on the room's far side creaked as a small green figure carrying a lantern and spear peered in. Lightening fast, Laura dove out of sight under a bed. The goblin paced up the length of the bunk room and, not finding anyone, went to leave.
Before exiting the grubby figure stopped at the door, and seemed to think for a moment. With a snicker to itself it closed and locked the door and walked straight to a bunk. Lifting up the thin dirty mattress it pulled out a sheaf of pulpy papers that looked half stuck together. Depositing his spear and lantern on a rickety table the goblin dropped his pants around his ankles, revealing a three inch green penis that was misshapen and covered in knots and warts. The goblin took its greasy cock in one hand and started to furiously jerk himself while looking through the papers and grunting.
Laura thought; at last, some luck. This little bugger is exactly what I need, and he's even sat himself down with his back turned to have his wank. Stealthy as a black cat at midnight she slid her nearly nude body from her hiding place and stealthed in between the bunks to where the goblin was jerking off. Laura couldn't help but glance over his shoulder to see what got this gobos dick so hard.
The porn was of poor quality, the kind of cheap spank rag down-on-their-luck artists would draw for half a penny in the city. It depicted a gang of overly muscled orcs breaking into a farmer's hovel and gang raping his wife and twin daughters while he watched on helplessly. The drawings depicted the man's dick as being little more than an inch in length and dribbling tiny drops of cum as he sheepishly cried and hid in a corner. The mother and daughters were depicted with exaggerated breasts, asses, and lips which all bounced and bulged as massive orc cocks violated all their holes. The goblin flipped to another page showing the orcs forcing the twins to suck their mother's tits while all three women were fucked in their fat asses when Laura made her move.
Laura lunged forward and grabbed the short spear from the table and held it to the goblin's throat while clamping her left hand over his mouth and whispering into his ear; "Not a sound, you little pervert, or I'll slit your neck!"
The grimy little green figure froze. Looking back his yellow eyes popped open wide to find that the sexiest woman he had ever seen, who also appeared to be naked, was holding him hostage. The goblin's panting breaths were hot on Laura's hand as she pulled it away slowly, ensuring he didn't cry out.
