Red Wytch and Bare Barbarian

Chapter 4: A Traveler on the Bridge

After a long time trapped between the broken rocks in that gash, Chelestria's arms and legs stopped hurting and went numb. To fit inside they had contorted themselves in such a way that the barbarian's giant hard dick was pressed against Chelestria's chest, reaching so high she bumped the tip with her chin if she moved too much.

The head of the penis itself was the size of a fist. She worried all night the penis would finally go off and cover her face. He was beneath Chelestria with his head up between her thighs, staring into the crotch of her panties. Thankfully there wasn't much light back there. Normally she didn't wear panties at all, so thank you to Hook for keeping her covered.

Chelestria dozed in and out a little, but it was impossible to sleep in this position. The orcs had continued to wander the fort for a long time. They must have smelled their prey.

When the sun came up, the orcs finally went off to find shelter and sleep. The rubble and tall grass hid their hiding places, but their snoring revealed that all three were still very close. Chelestria's bladder was on fire, and she had been holding a fart for much too long.

BORUGUND: I'll go first. If I'm spotted, I'll lead them away. There is a stream outside the gate on the other side of the fort. Follow the stream until you reach the covered bridge. I will meet you there.

Moving impossibly slow the Bare Barbarian slid out from under Chelestria and out through the crack in the rubble that shielded them.

Chelestria allowed her body a moment of slack in the empty space. Everything immediately hurt again, and unseen needles jabbed her fingers and toes.

The barbarian beckoned for her to follow, and that became the challenge. Her arms and legs did not want to respond. The need to pee was strongest of all though. Chelestria grabbed the edges of the stone and pulled herself out into the sunlight, knocking off her bra in the process.

Chelestria was able to unfold herself at last. Every muscle hurt, but it hurt less when she stretched her back and her arms over her head. The barbarian retrieved the "magick" bra and Chelestria tucked her breasts back into it.

The sky was overcast and dark, which was bad news when she needed to escape a creature that didn't like the sun. Hopefully there was enough light to keep them sluggish and uncomfortable. The three orcs were nowhere to be seen, but their snoring revealed they were too close for comfort.

Walking as lightly as she could on her toes, Chelestria followed the Bare Barbarian through the overgrowth that had once been streets and avenues between these broken buildings. Who were the soldiers that were walking these roads when that huge hole in the wall happened. Did they hold out here for long with the enemy at the gates?

As they turned the first corner, they found themselves face-to-face with the orc boss, who had fallen asleep in a shadow, leaning against a wall, wineskin still clutched in his hand. Was that the same wineskin he had been drinking from the night before?

The orc took a big sniff as he detected humans, and his eyes snapped open. It grabbed Chelestria around the waist with both hands and lifted her off the ground.

The orc was only partially awake, and probably very drunk, so it wasn't ready for the Bare Barbarian to punch it in the face. Chelestria fell on her butt, and that knocked loose a bra cup, but she didn't have time to worry about that now. The orc stood up and roared, and the others stopped snoring immediately.

BORUGUND: Run!

The Bare Barbarian launched himself at the orc's waist, driving the monster back into a stone wall. Both began beating and punching with their fists.

Chelestria took off running, narrowly avoiding a second orc that wasn't ready for her to come dashing past. She spotted the outer wall and another broken section to escape through. The second orc chased her. Chelestria was able to easily lose the pursuit dodging between stones and walls.

The third orc got in front of Chelestria and she hesitated. The second orc trapped her from behind. There was nowhere for Chelestria to run.

The Bare Barbarian came flying off a wall and body slammed one of the orcs to the ground. The other was so shocked and drunk that it could not catch Chelestria as she dodged past.

The last she saw of the Bare Barbarian, he was on top of the orc pummeling it in the face. This was one of the smaller orcs, but still the barbarian looked like a little boy on an adult-sized mattress. He had the advantage, but the orcs would take it back once they recovered their senses.

Without magick, Chelestria could not affect the fight in any way. She ran for the wall as fast as she could.

The defensive wall was now mostly just rubble with a few intact sections rising above the rest. Thick forest loomed large beyond it. She scrambled up over the rock and down the other side.

She could still hear the barbarian shouting and the war cry of the orcs, but she had some distance and a lot of rock between them. This at least was a good time to pause and relieve herself. Chelestria pulled down her panties and squatted in the stream to pee.

Now she needed to find that road. The stream lead into the forest, but the terrain along it had clearly been flattened for a path at one point. That was probably when this fort was connected with a settlement. Did the invaders that broke the wall reach that settlement as well? Chelestria wished she knew the local lore a little better, but it was hard to pin down.

She had snuck into a lecture by Tork of Bestrid when she lived in Perse. He explained that time was 'broken,' or 'unfixed,' but Chelestria didn't understand exactly what that meant.

Chelestria finished urinating into the water and pulled up her panties.

According to Tork, different locations experienced Time differently, and years could span differently between them. It didn't make sense to Chelestria until she moved to Triangle, where Tork of Bestrid had been dead for more than 100 years.

Chelestria started walking upstream, away from the fort. Water always leads to civilization, that's what Chelestria had been taught. According to the barbarian, there was a covered bridge.

Hook was obsessed with Tork of Bestrid. He had more than a dozen books written and duplicated by the old wizard himself. Tork didn't teach filthy street urchins though, and Chelestria had only attended the one lecture about fractured Time.

The rain started with only a little warning, falling heavily through the thin canopy. Chelestria was drenched. Her magick panties protected her from the sharp stones, so she walked in the stream to not leave tracks in the mud.

Chelestria was not waiting around for the barbarian when she found a road. Roads lead to civilization, and someone would be willing to help a naked girl in distress. If she went back to Triangle, Hook would probably forget the whole thing if she let him see her tits.

The rain got heavier as she continued. She tried to stay under the cover of trees, but many were just saplings, and the biggest were not thick themselves. Chelestria couldn't see the sun, but the light brightened enough to see her way ahead.

Hook had been Chelestria's savior when she got to Triangle. He was a horny old pervert that talked a lot of trash, but he had never touched Chelestria inappropriately or tried to force her to do anything against her will. He took her on as a student, and for the first time she had someone to help her guide her considerable magick abilities.

Hook made no secret how badly he wanted to see Chelestria's naked body, but he was still willing to teach her and keep her safe in exchange for money. A lot of people had seen Chelestria naked, but Hook never had and he never would. That being said, he had been the most important person in her life until Chelestria robbed him.

The rain continued all through her walk, which seemed like hours. The magick panties were not strong enough to protect Chelestria from this chill. Chelestria walked with her arms crossed on her chest and her shoulders tight to preserve her warmth. She had no idea what direction she was traveling. Was it north? Was it east? She didn't even know how to know.

What a mistake this had been, what kind of fool runs all the way out of her city into the wilderness? She had been so scared because there were rumors of Null Dogs asking about her. Even Hook had mentioned them.

Null Dogs were every magick user's worst nightmare. They were the enforcers of Triangle's many magick laws. Magick was legal to use in Triangle, but it was heavily taxed, and Null Dogs made sure the fees were paid. Chelestria had pulled a couple risky jobs, and the Null Dogs started sniffing after that.

The Magistrates of Triangle could come up with any reason to de-sanction a spell or revoke a magick license. If a Null Dog responded, it was guaranteed to be trouble. No one was sure how many Null Dogs were in Triangle, but they were true monsters. Her first and only thought was that the mask had come from them.

Up ahead, a wooden covered bridge spanned the stream, and with it, the road, just like the barbarian told her. It was old, but looked well-maintained with sturdy wood walls and a freshly-shingled roof. It was almost like a house in the wilderness, and an excellent place to wait out this rain. If the Bare Barbarian did show up before then, Chelestria could easily hide from him behind or under the bridge.

The rain was getting worse, and she couldn't hear anything but its fall. If the orcs or the Bare Barbarian were anywhere close, Chelestria would not be able to hear or even see them until they were right on top of her.

The bank of the stream was high and rocky. Chelestria climbed about twelve feet to reach the edge, and the rocks were slick and wet. There was a little incline, but no stable footing. If she found a good handhold on a rock, it would still pull loose from the mud.

She pressed her body against the wall and pulled herself up. About half way up the wall, Chelestria knocked off her bra. She tried to grab it, but it blew away from her fingertips and down into the stream. Slumping her shoulders, Chelestria watched it float off. She didn't really like it much anyway. Hopefully this would make someone all the more likely to help her.

With one more big heave, Chelestria pulled herself up over the edge onto level ground. She lay on her stomach in the wet grass a moment, catching her breath before getting to her feet.

Even when she was ranging the wilderness, before she found a permanent base in Triangle, she had not explored this part of the country to the north. There were good natural resources to be exploited here, but the land was considered wild by most civilized people.

As she approached the bridge Chelestria first tried to convince herself that her eyes were tricking her. She could not deny there was in fact a light coming from within the covered bridge. The light was soft and blue and illuminated the insides like moonlight. Even through the heavy rain Chelestria could see it.

Underneath the roof she spotted a traveler camped out by the wall. A magick bauble with a light blue glow hung above his campsite. He was in a bedroll, but the blankets were pulled back and he was masturbating vigorously.

The rain covered Chelestria's approach and he was not aware of her. In the dim light Chelestria could see his big round belly heaving as his hand went up and down beneath it. Chelestria stepped on a loose board and he sat up.

The travelers eyes were wide, trying to process the girl standing over him with her tits out. Surely he must believe he was still dreaming. He sat up and pulled the blanket over his erection. This was a much more normal-sized dick than the Bare Barbarian's.

RIM: It's about time... Oh... you are not who I was expecting.

He seemed confused.

RIM: You're NOT who I was expecting, are you?

She was not who he was expecting. Chelestria covered her boobs with her arms, but he was just as happy to look at the rest of her.

RIM: What are you doing here? Are you okay? Is this a dream? Am I awake?

Chelestria pointed to her mask.

RIM: I can't understand! Take the mask off.

Chelestria pulled at the side, demonstrating she could not remove the mask. It took a moment for him to understand.

RIM: Oh! You can't take it off, I see. That's okay, we don't need to hear you, do we? My name is Rim, I'm on my way to Triangle. I'm not going to help you if I can't see your titties. Come on, show them off.

When Chelestria hesitated, Rim had the audacity to grab her wrist and pull it away from her body. She needed to get the mask off though, and once it was off, she could do to him whatever she wanted.

Chelestria opened her arms and exposed her breasts. Without asking, the traveler reached out and cupped them both, caressing and stroking them. He flicked one of her nipples and Chelestria jumped back a step.

RIM: There we go, that's nice. Okay. Now show me the rest. I'm an ass-man.

Chelestria pointed again to the mask, trying to express as much urgency as her eyes could display. Rim stood up, letting the blanket fall away from his hard penis.

RIM: Look lady, I'm not stupid. If someone has a mask they can't remove on their own there is a reason. You want me to take that off, you can do a little dance, show me some cheeks.

He was already jerking off and smiling stupidly when Chelestria turned around. Chelestria pulled her panties down a little to show some crack.

RIM: That's all? You don't really want the mask off, do you?

Chelestria looked at him over his shoulder, pulling them down a little more.

RIM: I come from Triangle. There is a criminal there that has all the nobles terrified. Bright red hair, green eyes like emeralds, ass like nothing else on this world. Runs around naked. Shake it a little bit, I want to see if you resemble her.

She did as she was told. There was a threat in his voice she didn't like. Immediately he connected her to the Naked Thief. How?

RIM: You ever hear of anyone like that?

Chelestria shook her head vigorously.

This fat little pig probably never had this kind of power over a women without paying, and he wasn't going to give it up easy. A good kick to the nuts would have him doing a little dance. She pulled her panties down enough to bare her whole butt, and wiggled her hips.

Chelestria was completely caught off guard when Rim wholloped her across the ass. Her body jolted, and Chelestria fell forward. Catching herself before the faceplant.

RIM: Alright, this is boring let's get on with it.

Chelestria furrowed her brows in confusion, pulling up her panties. Rim grabbed the hem and pulled her fingers away

RIM: What? Did you think you'd show up naked in my campsite asking for help and we aren't going to fuck? Get your panties off and let's go. I'll take your mask off you when I'm done.

That was enough. Not worth it. Chelestria would keep the mask a little longer. There had to be another traveler on the road somewhere. She wasn't going to wait on this bridge for the rain to stop. Chelestria pulled away from his stubby little fingers and fixed her panties.

RIM: Wait! Wait! Fine! I'll take the mask off first, I'm sorry!

Chelestria hesitated. This would come with a price. If she lingered too long, the Bare Barbarian could arrive, looking to be her captor once more. Hopefully he was dead.

She was not fucking this man, that was for sure. Even without her magick she could beat him bloody. Knowing full well this would be a mistake, Chelestria returned to the traveler.

RIM: Come on, bring it here, let's get this thing off of you. You can tell me your side of the story, how it was really the other guy's fault. I'm sure we can think of other things to do with your mouth as well.

She came close and stooped a little to help him reach her face. Rim grabbed Chelestria around the neck with his forearm and produced a knife with the other, holding it to her chin. He pulled her against him and held her around the neck with his forearm.

RIM: Nobody is even going to notice if I stick you in the neck and toss you in the water.

He forced Chelestria down on her knees and released her, still keeping the knife pointed at her face.

RIM: It doesn't have to be like that. You can still get what you want out of this. You can walk away from this, and I might even take that mask off if you are a really good girl. Now, take your panties off and get on your hands and knees. I like it from behind.

The traveler never took that knife away from her face. Chelestria pulled her panties down to her knees and bent over. He would not take the mask off, she already knew that, and if she didn't do some creative thinking she was going to end up dead very soon. Even when Rim knelt down behind Chelestria he made sure the knife was extended and visible. The other hand he gently caressed her butt, sliding down into the crack and lifting her open.

RIM: Come on, spread the legs, give me a look. Oh yeah, that's pretty.

He stroked her vulva and slid a stubby finger inside, working it in and out a few times, but certainly not enough to get Chestria wet. She needed to think fast.

RIM: Do you like it in the ass? Ha! It doesn't matter if you like it or not, does it?

He smacked Chelestria's ass and grabbed her hips with both lands to keep her from crawling away. The head of his penis pressed against her asshole. He let go of her hips and brought the knife back where she could see it flashing in the corner of her eye.

RIM: Who am I kidding? What fun is it if I can't hear you whimper a little bit?

With his other free hand he reached around and pulled the mask off Chelestria's face as easily as if it rested there.

Chelestria had not expected this bit of fortune at all, and her mouth and eyes fell wide open as she took her first free breath and made her first sound in days.

Behind her, she felt Rim take hold of his dick and begin to manipulate it into her asshole. Before anything, she melted the knife right in his hand with a heat strong enough to make Rim cry out and drop the smoking handle.

Chelestria hit him with a wall of force that sent Rim flying to the other wall, landing flat on his back. Chelestria stood up and pulled up her panties.

Rim sat up, dazed, mouth hanging open. There were a lot of slow and painful ways she could convince this guy to kill himself, but if Chelestria didn't get moving soon, she might be found by the Bare Barbarian again.

Finding his wits, big fat Rim tried to get up. Chelestria hit him again with another wall of force that put him down on his big fat belly. Chelestria could make him cut his own dick off in front of her. He'd never try to rape another woman even if the opportunity did present itself.

Right then the Bare Barbarian burst onto the bridge. He was surprised to see Chelestria. He was surprised to see she was not alone. Most of all, he was surprised to see her mask was off.

The Bare Barbarian ran to attack.

Chelestria released another wall of force. Rim the traveller was hurled up in the air, smashed the roof of the bridge and slammed back down once more, but the Bare Barbarian ran right through it.

Chelestria was so surprised that he almost was able to reach her. It did still work when she used her magick to lift Rim, spin him in the air and use him as a weapon to smash the Al Sigal down onto his hands and knees. Rim screamed, but he didn't even have control of his arms and legs to flail while Chelestria lifted him to the ceiling and slammed him into the barbarian again.

The Bare Barbarian fell flat with his arms and legs out, and Chelestria tossed Rim away to be a lump in the corner. Rim breathed heavy and whimpered.

Chelestria took a deep breath and gathered her thoughts. The barbarian still had a giant erection. Chelestria needed to get out of here. She turned and ran away from her two former captors.