Red Wytch and Bare Barbarian

Chapter 6: Breeding Ritual of the Elves

They sat like that for a while, staring into the fire and not speaking. Chelestria didn't know what to do next. Should she try to fuck him? She could control him, she could make him like it. That would end his quest really quick. His body was hot and she pressed in against him.

Above them, Chelestria could see so many stars, not like in Triangle, or Perce, or any of the other cities where Chelestria had spent time. She had not seen this many stars without special eyewear since she was with the Al Sigal. It was a little bit romantic to sit here with him and see it. She snuggled in against him and let his warmth roll through her.

The Bare Barbarian started to snore. He had fallen asleep sitting up with his elbows resting on his knees. Chelestria sighed in frustration, hopefully loud enough to wake him. The barbarian didn't react but to snore louder and more pronounced. They were lucky to have her magick protecting them, because every wild beast would follow the sound of his voice.

To Chelestria, this seemed like the perfect time to masturbate. If that didn't wake him up, at least she was jerking off. Maybe this time he would get involved. The thought sent a shiver through Chelestria's pelvic floor. She pretended it was him lifting her knees and spreading her legs to see her slick labia and engorged clitoris. It felt as big as a penis between her legs as Chelestria rubbed herself. She still leaned against him and his snoring did not cease.

Chelestria took off her panties and tossed them aside. She spread her legs wide and leaned back against the Bare Barbarian. His body vibrated as he snored. Chelestria was even more excited at the thought of him giving her pleasure and not even knowing it.

What would he say if he woke up right now and found her vigorously rubbing her clit, then sliding her fingers into her wet, slack pussy? Would he get on top of her and put that huge penis inside? Chelestria felt like she could take it all in a single stroke.

She pressed down on her clit with the ball of her hand with two fingers inside her, and pressed on that hand with the other. Chelestria whimpered, but even this did not make the barbarian stir.

She imagined reaching between his legs and grabbing his dick, just like she did when he caught her stealing. This time would go better though. He would let her put it in her mouth and show him what he had been missing out on this whole time.

With her magick back, she could definitely take in the whole thing. After she sucked his dick for a while she would get up over the top of him. This time he wouldn't resist as she pushed the head of his penis inside her and slid down all the way to the base in one thrust of her hips.

She imagined fucking the barbarian harder than she had ever fucked anyone in her life. This time, when Chelestria came, it was satisfying, blasting through her body like a shockwave, making her cry out.

This did wake up the barbarian. It took a moment for him to understand what was happening, and Chelestria's orgasm was nearly done when he slid out from beneath her.

BORUGUND: Must you?!

Chelestria was still breathing heavy, fingers still inside herself. That was really good.

CHELESTRIA: Sorry. You were warm.

The barbarian shuffled away and lay down on his side with his back to her again. Chelestria grabbed her panties and put them back on. Jerking off was supposed to relax her so she could sleep, but now she was more awake than before. The Bare Barbarian started to snore again in a few minutes.

His gigantic erection was so long it lay on the ground in front of him. Even with her magick back, Chelestria could not find any kind of enchantment on his dick. The last time she saw him he had a very normal, human-sized penis. Now was the first chance she had to really look over the dick carefully. Other than being three times the size of a regular erection, it seemed completely normal. There is no way this could be normal.

She could not believe this barbarian had found her in the first place. He had been barely more than a child, weak and skinny, trying to defend his tribe's property. Women of the tribe are forced to cover completely and sleep in tents while the unmarried men are bare beneath the stars. He had never seen a naked girl before. He was no match for Chelestria's powers.

She had only intended to embarrass him though, not get him banished from his tribe. What kind of person would spend this much time wandering naked in search of vengeance? Why did he not give up on this quest, put on some pants and join society? Get laid.

Chelestria could not remember how many years had passed since she was on her knees in front of him, but it was enough for him to grow to a full-grown man. The hair on his dick had been thin that night, and now it grew in a thick, wiry black bush around the base of his penis.

After staring at the barbarian's penis a while longer, transfixed by its mystery, Chelestria lay down beside him and closed her eyes. She didn't need sleep, but she liked sleep. Same with eating food. Magick made it unnecessary, but it was still pleasurable.

She lay on her back. She rolled on her side. She rolled to her other side. She lay on her back again. She could make the ground beneath her as soft as a pillow, but she couldn't make it comfortable.

No matter how she lay or shifted or adjusted, the first thought in her mind was the barbarian's penis. She wanted it so bad. She desperately lusted for him to shove it up in her, to hold her down and have his way with her. She imagined herself on her back, on her stomach, on her knees before him, losing control as he thrust in her.

She masturbated once more silently to try and get his dick out of her mind, but nothing would work. Maybe if she dropped a sleep spell on him she could do as she pleased with no fear of him waking. Maybe if she dropped a sleep spell on herself she could keep these awful thoughts out of her mind.

That would leave them vulnerable to attack if her protection spells faltered, or the magick made her sleep through the alarm. Chelestria needed to get her mind on something else. She quietly got up and walked around the camp.

The moon was full, not that Chelestria needed the light to see. She was unseen to anything she would pass, though she could sense none but small wildlife around. On the way up the hill she had seen a stream not far off that might have a pool deep enough for a swim. More than anything, Chelestria wanted to feel clean. Unfortunately sanitizing with magick did not give the same feeling as good, old-fashioned water.

Sensing the path ahead, Chelestria picked between the trees and rocks down the slope until she reached the bank. Dipping in her toe, she found the water chillingly cold, which is exactly what her loins needed right now.

She had masturbated not half an hour past, and already her labia felt fat and wet. She could not remember any time she had felt such an overwhelming lust for a man. She certainly enjoyed cock as much as the next girl, but this was something different.

Following the stream, Chelestria found a choke point of broken rock that had created a pool of water. The moonlight reflected off the lazy swirl of the surface and the shadows of fish darted about below. She stripped off her bra and panties and put them on a shadowed rock away from the water.

Her pussy ached with the thoughts of the Bare Barbarian putting her ankles on his shoulders and sliding into her. The desire was so strong she was already playing with herself as she stepped in. Walking out on a wide flat shale bed, the water didn't reach her knees until she came to the broken edge of a rock with a dropoff.

Chelestria dipped her leg down off the edge of the rock, but could not feel any solid ground with her toe. Chelestria squatted and sat down in the water, freezing her cunt with the sharp cold. It was a little relief, but she was still unbelievably horny.

She sat in the water and dangled her legs over the edge of the rock. She could not find a bottom. Chelestria slid all the way into the water, submerging past her breasts before her feet found the rocky streambed. She squatted to dunk her hair, flipping it over her back when she stood up.

The water was so cold that her nipples were like little stones and gooseflesh covered her body, but still the barbarian's cock was all that was on Chelestria's mind. Leaning against the rock ledge, she masturbated again.

BORUGUND: What are you doing?

Chelestria looked up at him desperately.

CHELESTRIA: I need you to fuck me. Please...

At first the barbarian was too shocked to speak, mouth open, shaking his head.

CHELESTRIA: (desperate) Please. Please fuck me, I need you.

There was a tense moment as the barbarian formulated his response.

BORUGUND: I don't do that.

CHELESTRIA: You followed me this far. Please, please fuck me. Fuck me now!

He didn't have time to ponder this long, and certainly didn't have time to answer. From behind him came a giggle. It was already too late. Slivers of moonlight revealed the tiny hands stretch from the darkness and grab the Bare Barbarian by his arms and hair before dragging him back into the shadow without even a moment to cry out. The Bare Barbarian was gone.

Climbing out of the stream and racing back to where he stood, Chelestria tried to catch him, but even with her magick he was yanked away too fast. That could only mean one thing: Elves.

Chelestria hated elves. They were not out for the good of anyone, including themselves. Elves pursued whimsy to the point of self-destruction and were always guaranteed to do the worst possible option.

The Bare Barbarian was an idiot, but he had been a respectful idiot even when Chelestria was vulnerable. She couldn't let him fall victim to elves. Chelestria ran after the giggler in the darkness.

Unfortunately elves use Elemental magick, which was rooted deep in the fabric of creation. Chelestria and most other humans could only access what was known as 'Surface Magick,' which was the echo of the deeper magicks.

A human wizard could become immensely powerful, but all of that strength was nothing compared to the average elf on an uneventful day. Elves were pretty much impervious to any spell Chelestria could cast against them.

Chelestria had not seen more than the hands of the elves that grabbed the Bare Barbarian. Male elves are sexually attracted to humans, any human, and seduce them freely.

While human females serve no purpose in the elvish life cycle, human males are used for gestation of elf eggs. Female elves pass their egg to the males during sex, and the males must impregnate the egg into the colon of a male human for it to grow. Female human blood will kill an elf egg, but male blood warms it perfectly. Upon birth, the infant elf tears its way out of the man's anal cave ready to bring forth havoc into the world.

The crashing of the brush and the wild, child-like laughter were easy to follow. Elves always make a lot of noise, there wasn't anything out here an elf needed to fear. They were masters of the sylvan environment, and Chelestria was not excited to encounter them.

The only elf she had ever fought had been sick, hiding out in a city park. It was a female that got lost and was weakened by the garbage and rot in the air. Chelestria had whooped her ass and got her to flee Triangle, but she had not been able to kill the elf.

In appearance, elves were about the size of human children. Male elves look like miniature adult men, with fine features and pointed ears. A flaccid elven penis is only a tiny bump above his little testicles, but when erect, elven dicks were the size of a good-sized human man, giving them similar proportions to the Bare Barbarian.

During sex, the elves are casting spells and incantations that are supposed to render a victim asleep. Males are only superficially adept with magick though, and most of their power comes from enchanted items given by the females. The spells cast by males were easy to unravel and break down. If a girl knew what to look for, a male elf could make her cum ten or even fifteen times before it finally died of exhaustion.

The blood of a human woman kills an elf egg and breaks it down into a deadly poison. Easily cured with the right spell. Gestation in a human male was also easily killed. Otherwise it would develop into a full-sized elf over 3 painful weeks. The new elf then bursts forth from the man's ass, killing him. Chelestria hoped to rescue the barbarian and get her own bell rung in the process.

To collect the egg, Male elves must give an orgasm to a female, who squirts it up into the male's penis. He secretes a shell around the egg, and can only achieve his own orgasm when he shoots the egg inside a human. Male elves aren't very smart, and have a hard time telling the difference between human males and females.

There were some places where "elf-fucking" was considered a sport among the ladies of high society. Male elves only cared about getting their rocks off, so it was easy to trick them.

Ahead of her, Chelestria could hear the giggles and laughs of the elves, and the crashing of brush and dry leaves as the barbarian was dragged along the ground. He was wailing and growling, and presumably fighting, but as fast as Chelestria ran the elves still seemed to be widening the distance between them. Her own magick guided her easily between the trees, around brushes, over rocks, and under fallen trunks. Even in the dark she was in no danger, but still could not catch up to the elves until they were ready to be caught.

Chelestria burst into an open area, where a natural amphitheater was formed at the base of a hill on the bank of a river. An exposed section of rock on a hillside formed a natural stage ringed with trees. Chelestria's first sight as she burst into the clearing was the barbarian's asshole.

The Al Sigal was was face down in the clearing, held spread-eagle by magick in the center. His muscles contracted as he tried to fight, but he couldn't move his limbs against the hold of the elven magick.

Beyond him, two male elves stood before a stone altar where a female sat with her legs spread toward Chelestria. Her eyes were huge. Females looked like miniature human adults with large heads and big eyes. Females fly using magick, but also have vestigial, flimsy, translucent wings that flutter behind her Males have no wings and can't fly, even with magick.

Elves looked so much like human children you had to continually remind yourself these elves are probably more than 400 years old. All three of them were nude and the males were stroking their giant hard dicks. They were probably already fertilized. The female stood and lifted off the ground. She carried a delicate gold staff clutched before her in both hands. Just as Chelestria feared, this was a breeding ritual.

FLEET: You are not welcome here, Rendel!

CHELESTRIA: That's my prisoner, little lady.

As Chelestria stepped into the moonlight, the elf seemed genuinely shocked.

FLEET: How could it be? Your magick smells like the Green Wytch. Who are you?

Chelestria's hands glowed with fiery red energy and she prepared to fight.

CHELESTRIA: I don't know what you're talking about, and I don't care. I'm going to kick your ass if you don't give me my barbarian?

FLEET: You think you can steal from Fleet?

Chelestria needed to jump only once to cover the distance between her and Fleet. She caught the elf's neck on the first grab, and those big eyes got even bigger with the surprise.

Both had hit the ground before Fleet could even respond, pushing out with her staff and sending a wave of force through Chelestria, flinging her away. Chelestria tumbled into a tree trunk, momentarily stunned. Fleet jumped back in the air, little wings fluttering behind her. She raised the gold staff over her head and it began to glow.

The two male elves grabbed ceremonial paddles from the altar and rushed to attack Chelestria. She deflected the first with a pulse of energy, knocking it down, but the other elf wailed her across the ass with the paddle. That was Elemental magick in that paddle, and Chelestria could not defend against it.

CHELESTRIA: Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Falling down on her knees, Chelestria was the perfect height for the other elf to grapple with her. He locked his arms under her shoulders, slapping his big elf dick against her belly and pressing her face into his chest. She maintained a shield to hold back his psychic attack, but the male elf was slowly overpowering her. His innate magic was augmented by bracelets and rings and belts that hung about his otherwise naked body.

Chelestria grunted and groaned and struggled against him. The elf was trying to get her face down to his penis, but Chelestria didn't want it in that end. The other male cracked Chelestria across the ass again with the magick paddle, stunning her.

CHELESTRIA: Ohhhhhhhyoooooou little fucker! I am going to break your dick off!

The elf she was wrestling with took the opportunity to put Chelestria down on her back and sat across her chest with his ass in her face.

CHELESTRIA: Get off me, you fucking elf!

The elf was grabbing at Chelestria's legs, but she was kicking and throwing knees and beating his back with her fists. For his diminutive size, the elf felt like he was 500lb across her chest.

The other male joined in, getting ahold of Chelestria's ankles and holding them firmly aloft. Male elves were always ready to fuck, no matter the situation. If these two had eggs already loaded in their penises, Fleet wouldn't want them wasting their eggs on Chelestria. She wanted those eggs in the barbarian's ass.

FLEET: Beat her! Make her wish she was never born!

Passing Chelestria's ankles to the elf that was sitting on her, the male picked up his paddle. Chelestria's butt was lifted and the elf did two practice swings against her rear before winding up and smacking her ass with all his might.

Chelestria screamed, but with it sent out a magickal discharge that blew both elves away from her. Their little bodies spiraled up in the air and crashed down a dozen feet away from her.

That was something that should not have happened. Ethereal beings like Elves were impervious to Surface magick. Chelestria was almost more stunned than the elves.

Almost.

She got up, crouching, ready to defend as she plotted her course. Chelestria jumped to the barbarian. He was held aloft like he was laid down on an invisible bed, face down with his arms and legs extended. It was clear he was still trying to move, but a mortal man was helpless against Elemental enchantments.

CHELESTRIA: I'm going to get you out of here.

BORUGUND: How?

Thankfully, Chelestria didn't have time to answer, as one of the male elves did a flying jump kick to her head, knocking he and Chelestria down into a little wrestling bundle. She had been able to get up a shield against the kick itself, but the elf came out ready to fight.

As the two wrestled, Chelestria grabbed a hold of his penis. It was the cock of a large human on a very small body. If she got the elf's dick inside her, the elf would only need a few seconds to cum, and half that to make Chelestria reach orgasm.

Chelestria had been fucked twice by elves, and it had been outstanding. The ladies in Perse consider it fashionable to have a Wood Elf in the afternoon. If one or both of these two could get her off before she killed them, that would be a big bonus. Hopefully it would give her the boost in magick she needed to kill the female.

Energy crackled around Fleet's staff and the ground rumbled. The other male had gotten his paddle back, and he slapped it across Chelestria's bare ass when she rolled over on top of the second elf.

CHELESTRIA: Ahhh!