Sunday, February 18, 2024

Charisma Check: Chapter 2

Tales from WCC:

“Charisma Check”

CHAPTER 2


The battle waged on for a night and a day and as the final mighty swing of a righteous blade slew it’s enemy, there was stillness and calm. Slowly the realization washed across the rebel army like a wave on the ocean shore. The day was won and they were victorious! They cheered for their victory and the brave exploits of the heroes who led them in the siege but one soul felt no such revelry. 




Velsandi sat there upon a hill stained in blood and gazed out across the battlefield. What was it all for? Pride? Honor? King and country? Such trivial ideals in a world forged in war and bloodshed.


That evening the rest of her adventuring party celebrated with the surviving soldiers; drinking and singing and telling epic tales of their exploits. Velsandi however did not attend. Her body was weary and mind heavy with visions of those who had to die so needlessly, choosing to retire to her tent for the evening. However upon entering she was greeted by peculiar sight; a small bathing vessel with…


*No wait…*


…a large bathing vessel had been provided by the magus of the town, enchanted so that the water would remain hot and treated with medicinal herbs and alchemical tonics to sooth her aching body. The aromatic scent of the water caressed her nose and brought upon her images of flower filled glades of the Minareth Wood eliciting a soft smile upon her lips. 


She entered, tossing her scabbard upon the bed and slowly began to undress. Her armor, a burden of body as well as soul fell to the floor with loud clang as she slowly began to reveal a powerful yet shapely form. Rippling musc-


*Nah…*


She wasn’t muscular mind you but tight and toned without an ounce of fat to be seen, forged by a lifetime of hardship and struggle and bearing countless scars from past battles across her pale alabaster skin that wounded her far deeper than one would assume. She slowly submerged herself in the fragrant warm water and let out a long sigh of relief. This is exactly what she needed. She stood on her knees in the center of the vessel, picking up a small bucket and poured water over her body just as she suddenly heard a startled gasp from behind her like the coo of a dove. She turned to look over her shoulder and saw Lana gazing upon her in quiet admiration.




“Please forgive me my lady, I did not mean to intrude!” She exclaimed in a startled manner as she turned her face away in embarrassment. She had never seen the brand upon Velsandi’s back until this moment but had heard of its existence; the mark of a former slave. Truly this had to carry with it a burden of great pain but she would not dare inquire further. Velsandi turned away as if unconcerned.


“Lana we have been over this. I am no one’s lady. And I care not for your presence; you may do as you please.” She spoke in a firm but friendly voice. Truly of all her companions, Lana was the only one who’s company she would never refuse, being the only soul she could confide in openly without fear of judgment. Lana gripped her hands to her chest in quiet contemplation, stroking her chestnut brown hands through her long silky black hair, her deep green eyes sparkling like the finest freshly polished emerald.


“We did not see you at the celebration. The others were asking for you.” Lana said softly, still standing awkwardly at the entrance, hesitant to enter out of fear of her own lack of inhibitions. Velsandi paused as she considered her response before nodding.


“I did not feel as though celebrating was warranted or appropriate.” She responded solemnly, still pouring water down her shoulders, her back muscles glimmering in the soft torchlight of the tent.


“Y…you fought valiantly today...” Lana began to say nervously as she slowly entered, sitting upon the bed with her eyes still averted out of respect.


“There was no honor today. Only senseless slaughter. I saw fear in the eyes of our enemies. A fear that if they did not obey their lord, they would suffer a worse fate than even my blade. It was not their battle to fight.” Velsandi replied as she rang the water from her long blond hair that trickled down her back. Lana slowly turned towards her, smiling softly.


“I admire that you take no pleasure in such things. You do what must be done for the greater good.” Lana said in a voice as sweet as a summer peach. Velsandi smirked, looking over her shoulder at the desert elf.


“If there were more who held such ideals, what a beautiful world that would be.” She replied as she lowered into the bath, leaning against the side and  struggled to reach behind her back with a damp cloth. Lana’s eyes were immediately drawn to the dilemma and slowly approached, kneeling behind the woman. 


“Please allow me to help.” She said softly, caressing Velsandi’s hand as she took the towel and began to gently scrub along the human woman’s upper back making sure to avoid the scarred tissue of her brand. Velsandi shivered with a look of true indecision and longing upon her face, having long dreamt to feel Lana’s touch but not in such lugubrious circumstances. There were some who would call Lana a scoundrel or a harlot for the way she used her feminine wiles and silver tongue to bend the wills of others but much like Velsandi, she did what had to be done for the greater good. 


Lana breathed in the scent of the water accented by Velsandi’s natural intoxicating aroma, wanting nothing more than to wrap her arms around the larger woman and proclaim her affections but she could not even be sure that this stoic warrior would return such sentiments. However during their quest, a knowing glance here and blush upon the cheeks there had made her suspect otherwise. She looked down at the bath noting it’s large size and contemplated if she should take such a risky venture.


“The water looks so inviting.” Lana said sweetly as she wiped along the warriors neck, causing Velsandi’s eyes to widen for a moment and her body to tense up.


“Well you are free to use it once I am done.” She replied gruffly as if trying to mask any subtle implications. Lana gave a sultry smile behind Velsandi, placing the cloth down in the side of the tub and gently stroking her fingers through the woman’s…


*…hnng…*




curly black hair. 


“Perhaps if you’d permit me…I could join you?” She whispered softly into Velsandi’s ear. Her heart raced and heart beat loudly like the drums of war as visions of true bliss pushed the memories of bloodshed to one side at least for the time being. Velsandi took a deep breath before tilting her head to one side.


“As I said, you may do as you wish.” She replied in that same measured and calm manner the rest of the party had become accustomed too. Lana stood and slowly strolled around the tub so that she was now facing the larger goblin woman, taking in the image of her large round breasts dipping just barely into the cloudy depths of the bath. She slowly disrobed, slipping the shoulders of her silky…


*SKIP IT*


Lana stood there basking in the gaze of the woman who’s touch she desired more than any other and Velsandi was indeed spellbound by such a beautiful naked form. She…




…adjusted the black rimmed glasses upon her nose which framed in her soft spattering of freckles like a painting; a habit that Velsandi had come to find quite endearing for reasons she could not explain as she slowly stepped into the tub and slid downard sitting across from the warrior.


“Ooooooh this is heaven sent!” Lana moaned as she stretched, the sensation of her slender elven feet sliding up Velsandi’s leg causing her loins to quicken and her body to quake. Lana had often noticed Velsandi gazing upon her small and delicate caramel feet. She knew what Velsandi desired most and what was the true path to winning her heart or at the very least, her burning passion. Velsandi closed her eyes and let out a low guttural moan as the silky appendage trailed up her leg, opening her eyes and glaring at Lana with such hot intensity it made the elf quiver with a mixture of fear and desire! 


“You would use such temptations of the flesh upon me dear Lana?” Velsandi inquired with a knowing grin. Lana could sense her resolve weakening and confidence slipping away, feeling so very helpless and vulnerable like a church mouse being cornered by a cat. She took a deep breath and maintained her sultry presence with what little determination she had left in her.


“Oh nothing of the sort. I’m certain a woman such as yourself is above such wanton lustful urges.” She replied just as she felt Velsandi’s hand grasp her ankle beneath the water causing the timid elf to gasp loudly, clutching her body tight and shuddering as Lesandi’s aura of dominance consumed the poor girl. It was not even that her grip was strong but rather the very sight of this ravishing creature staring at her like a predator on the hunt drained the strength from Lana’s body!


“A pity you do not know me nearly as well as you believe.” Velsandi replied with a surprisingly seductive smile as she lifted up Lana’s…


*HNNNG…*




…slender and large silky foot the color of freshly churned cream and adorned with delightful freckles as numerous as the stars in the night sky. The soles were like a garish painting with accents in a rosy hues of pink while her arch and slender toe stems were as white as the new fallen snow. Any semblance of control Lana had or even desired was now gone and she was prepared to obediently serve her noble lady however she desired. Velsandi remained silent but slowly sat up and leaned forward, causing the desert elf to nervously clench down her toes to which the warrior woman pushed them up once more with her free hand. 


“Y…you shall do whatever you wish with my body. I will give it to you willingly.” Lana spoke in a timid and bashful voice, head tilted down with upturned eyes full of love and submission. Such an endearing gaze from one such as her was not lost on Velsandi. However she also knew of her manipulative ways and could not be so certain of her sincerity. Velsandi returned with her own compassionate smile as she wordlessly leaned in and placed gentle kisses along the sole of Lana’s foot. Lana was at first startled with a gasp but then slowly she realized how truly heavenly a feeling it was!


*…mmmmmm…*


“Oooooooh my ladyyyyyy…” She moaned, slipping further down into the tub and her other foot began a slow journey of its own up the…




…g…goblin woman’s other leg. Velsandi caressed Lana’s slender foot with her tongue, gliding it along the soft contours and along the underside of each toe as Lana’s moans of passion became louder with each passing second. Her other foot continued its journey until it reached a very unexpected destination and gasped with both hands covering her mouth!


“W…what is this?” She said aloud as her toes began to glide along something hard and tall. Had Velsandi brought her scabbard with her into the bath?


*snicker*


No, there it was beside the bed plain as day! She looked to Velsandi whose face clenched with quiet arousal and once more gazed at Lana, somehow imparting the knowledge with her eyes alone that yes indeed, it was what she suspected! Lana’s loins began to burn like the fires of a blacksmith's forge being made hotter each passing second by way of the bellows as she stroked her toes up and down the powerful organ becoming completely overwhelmed with such sinful carnal thoughts!


*Hnnnnng…HNNNNNNG!!!*


Velsandi reclined back once more, still clutching Lana’s ankle firmly and smiled. The one thing that healed her tormented soul more than anything in this world was the angelic beauty that was Lana’s laughter. No other sound was quite so pure and joyous to the goblin woman’s ears. Slowly she lifted up her free hand as it approached the sole of Lana’s foot, at first confusing the elf but then suddenly the realization came to her as her eyes went wide.


“N…no please my lady! Not that!” She implored as Velsandi paused for a moment making the elf believe that perhaps it was merely a jest.


“How many times must we go over this. I am no one’s lady.” She replied as she dug her nails deep into the elves' soft pale high arch and began to rake her nails up and down. The vision of Lana’s joyous face was as if the golden gates of Heaven had opened with divine light pouring forth and her laughter was the choir of angels singing upon high. The slender pale elf cried out in exquisite bliss, having no idea until now how wonderful and arousing of a sensation this could be! She returned in kind, hoping to please her lady. She pressed the ball of her foot against the goblin woman’s immense green phallus, pinning it to her stomach and began stroking back and forth. 


“Hnnnnng!!” Velsandi moaned in rapture.


*HNNNNNGGAAAAAAAH!!!*


K…Velsandi was overwhelmed with animalistic lust as the elf continued to stroke and did not make any attempt to pull away her foot, arching it and spreading her toes as if begging for more while her heavenly laughter filled the tent. The smaller but still more powerful goblin woman then grabbed both of Lana’s feet by the heels, gripped between thumb and palm permitting her remaining fingers to dig into her silky soft arches. Lana squealed in absolutely ecstasy as she could feel her womanhood burn with unbridled passion! But she cared not if this is all that came of it. She now knew of the delightful sensation that she would begin requesting of Velsandi at any opportunity!


“L…Lana!” Velsandi exclaimed as she suddenly lunged forward, pinning the elf’s knees to her chest and looming over her like a bird of prey about to dive in for a fresh kill. Lana cried out in shock and overwhelming passion, staring up at her love; both fearful and enraptured by her sheer animalistic lust! Velsandi ran her fingers through Lana’s…




…cranberry red hair, gazing deep into her eyes not with carnal aggression but with a vulnerable sense of affection. The elf gazed back up at her, trembling from the feeling of the goblins' engorged shaft against her stomach and smiled sweetly.


*…hnnng…HNNNNNG…!!!*


“Take me Kaya! Ravage my body however you wish so that I shall know the divine pleasure of heaven itself!” Mandy cried out with a whimper as Kaya smiled, sliding her cock down across Lana’s stomach, the crown gently teasing the delicate pink folds of her pussy before…


*…HNNNNGGGAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!!!…*


*…..*heavy breathing*….*


*…I think…I need…to start writing this down…*

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