Caught Fire

Part 1

By Dari

Until now my life had been pretty one-dimensional. I had never had the freedom

to make my own decisions; there had always been others who were there to tell me

what to do. First my father and aunt, who had done their best to raise me as a

pious farmer's daughter. When it became apparent that I was not really suited

for this kind of life - being a farmer is kind of the last job that you want to

have when you can ignite whole fields of wheat with the power of your thoughts

when you're upset - they had ushered me into the not so tender care of the

innkeeper of the next village.

The village was more than a two day ride away from my father's farm, so I was

well out of their way. Mrs. Tumbler, said innkeeper, had had no patience for

lazy tavern wenches, so instead of working on the fields from sunup to sundown,

I worked in the kitchen from sunup to well into the night, depending on the

number of patrons. But I won't complain, work there had been alright, considered

how some girls fared in the taverns of the big cities. Mrs. Tumbler would never

tolerate a drunkard to even stare at one of the girls, least of all the cook's

apprentice, so apart from working myself numb everything was fine.

Then there came the "incident". I still say that it was not my fault that some

rags in the kitchen had caught fire, and the inn would have burnt down if it

had not been raining that night, but my employer remembered all too well why my

aunt had been happy to have me out of her hair, so Mrs. Tumbler did the only

thing she thought was right - she threw me out, talking gentle and sweetly, but

nevertheless dumping me on the street not soon after the last embers had burnt

down to ash.

It had been pure luck that one of the patrons from a town in the south had

mentioned the Academy some nights before the "incident". The Academy was some

kind of institution no one knew any clear details about, but everyone agreed

that the mages that studied there were the best in the whole realm. Of course

such an education had to be rather costly, and I had only enough money to

provide myself with food for a week, but nevertheless being admitted there

seemed like THE idea to me. So I took my leave from the inn and went south, not

really knowing what I had to expect, but at least I had a goal.

After two weeks of wandering the roads of the country I finally reached

Midriver, the great city of the south, where the Academy was. Having lived for

more than ten years on a farm I had been able to provide myself with enough food

to make it to the city, but when I finally stared at the gates in awe, I

realized that not everything might go as I wanted it to go. First, there were

way too many people in that city, and I doubted that I could live in such a

crowded place. Second, even some of the obviously poor had better clothing than

me, and with no way to help myself to even a bath I saw my chances dwindle.

For the most part of my first morning in the city I walked through the streets

and simply stared at the buildings. When I had finally figured out which

buildings might be taverns or inns, I tried to apply for a job as a cook or

kitchen apprentice there, but most of the owners just laughed at me, and at

midday I had to except defeat. There was no way that I would be able to work

for a better start here. So I asked the next best person on the street where the

Academy was, so I could at least try my luck there.

It took me four tries to find someone to even notice me, and the answers I got

ranged from uninformative to useless. Only one woman seemed to have pity with me

and finally told me how I could get there, but she warned me that I wouldn't

even be let onto the grounds of the Academy, and that it was very rare that

women were even admitted there, poor women never.

All that depressed me a lot, but as I had no other real choice I thanked her and

followed her instructions. When I arrived at the gates of the Academy I knew

what she had wanted to tell me with her words. The gate was barred and guarded

on the inside, and on the lawns that were behind I could see some people

strolling around, all clad in clothes that must have cost more than my father's

farm.

With the last residues of my will I approached one of the guards and asked if it

were possible that I might speak to someone who was in charge, as I wanted to

apply for a study here, and he did the same as most of the others, he simply

laughed at me and told me to be gone. I was already close to tears when he and

his colleague began to taunt me, telling me that a girl as ugly as me wouldn't

even find admittance in the city's brothels. For a moment I just stared at them,

totally dumbfounded while the second guard said something about applying to some

other things I couldn't even imagine, when suddenly something inside of me

snapped. The next thing I remember was the guard's uniforms, all thick oiled

leather, catching fire, turning their taunts into oaths, followed by curses.

It then dawned me that the best thing for me would be to turn around and run,

but before I could do that two men clad in long grey robes emerged from one of

the buildings, evidently alarmed by the guards' shouts. One of them extended a

hand, making a flourish, and the fire went out. The other mage stared at me, and

suddenly the air around me seemed to freeze, making it impossible for me to even

move, let alone flee.

"What happened here? What is this commotion all about?" Before I could even open

my mouth, the first guard began to stammer about me having attacked them with no

reason. The mages both listened intently, while dread rose inside of me. They

would surely believe their own guards, not the filthy girl who looked like

straight out of the slums, and I didn't even want to start thinking what they

might do to me.

When the guard had finished his report, the mage that had snuffed out the fire

turned his gaze on me. I nearly began to cry anew when he scowled at me, but

instead of bringing down doom upon me, he just smiled.

"I am sure that she did exactly what you told me. That is why she is crying now,

because she is so terribly sorry that she didn't succeed. Now girl, tell me,

what is your name, and why are you here?"

It took me three attempts of even utter a single sound, and some more to answer

with a coherent sentence. "I'm Jeanne, and I wanted to ask here if I might be

admitted into the Academy." At least that was what I wanted to say, out came

something that closely resembled a slight murmur. Nevertheless the mage nodded,

as if he had understood. Maybe he had. They were mages, they could call down the

wrath of the gods, maybe they could even read my mind, or something.

"Well, then I guess we should at least go into the Hall instead of standing

around here. I will now release you, but please don't run away; it was good of

you to come here." Then the invisible bonds disappeared from my body, and I

could move again. Yet I was too terrified to run away, so I followed the two

mages when they made their way into the next building, the one they had come

from.

What came next really astonished me. Instead of threatening me with punishment

for threatening the guards no one further mentioned that detail, and everyone

was peculiar about my life. They asked me where I hailed from, what I had been

doing until now, and many other things. After having heard most of my life's

uninteresting details they asked me about my Gift, as they called it, the innate

ability to control fire. I could tell them next to nothing, only that sometimes

when I was angry or scared something ignited around me. For me that was a

greater nuisance, for them it seemed to be a perfectly normal thing.

They explained to me that they were frequently roaming the land, looking for

children who had similar abilities like me. Not everyone could become a mage,

and only very few ever developed the ability to do things like I could on their

own. Normally these children were found before they reached their tenth year,

but as the land was mostly wilderness with only few villages and farms it was

nearly impossible to find all the Gifted. Some of them, like me, eventually

turned up on their doorstep, and everyone seemed to be grateful about that. I

didn't really understand why, yet I was treated like something special, and with

that I had no problem.

After the initial talk I was ushered into a small room upstairs, and two women

came in to help me wash and dress with proper clothes. I refused their help,

being unfamiliar with that kind of attention, yet grateful that I was provided

with fresh clothing. I had never owned something that was made out of such fine

linen, and wanted to persist to simply wash my old clothes and wear them

afterwards, but the maids only laughed cheerfully and ended that by telling me

to either wear the provided clothes or stay naked. A bit undignified I put on

the bodice and slip, next a long white undergarment, and atop that a light blue

simple dress. The maids even combed out my still wet hair and braided it anew.

After being content with the outcome they brought me back to the hall where some

of the mages that had interrogated me before still milled around. I was greeted

again, and they explained what there might be in store for me here, if I still

wanted to be admitted. Eagerly I listened to their explanations, and after five

minutes I knew that I wanted to stay. I had no problems with being disciplined,

and learning more about my abilities sounded really perfect. The only obstacle

might be that I was nearly twice as old as most of their students; normally they

taught children, I with my twenty years couldn't be called a child any longer.

Yet they told me that they would handle that in some way.

When I had agreed to stay here I was lead to another chamber, this being my room

for the next few days. I thought it would be my room for much longer, not

knowing that I would leave here all too soon at this time. I was provided with

food and drink, and then left for the night.

The next day I was introduced to some of the teachers, meeting some of the

students, younger and older ones alike. Then I was assigned to a young woman who

couldn't be much older than me. She would be my guide for the first days,

teaching me the basics of meditation and concentration that seemed to be so

important for using magic; another of her duties was to test if and how well I

could read and write. They seemed to be astonished that I could write more than

my name and read at all, although both not really fast or without splotching ink

everywhere. So the next three days passed quite fast, and although I was

still a bit intimidated by the simply size of the Academy, I began to feel at

home here.

One morning I was again called before a gathering of the elder mages. I was not

alone there, many other students, mainly children, were already in the hall.

Before I could ask what this was about I was told that we now had to decide

which field of magic we wanted to learn, and some of us would from now on learn

with a private teacher outside the Academy. Most of the girls, quite a lot

considering the apparently false information about women not being admitted here

so easily, wanted to learn more about healing, and many students were enticed by

other fields that I couldn't even imagine they were good for. The mages asked

each and every student what they wanted to study, collecting them in small

groups and leading them out afterwards. Me they left out till the end, either

because they went by age, or because they already knew that I didn't understand

enough to make such decisions.

Most of the other students had already left when one of the mages finally

approached me. When she asked me what I wanted to do, I explained that I had

come here to learn to control my ability, and to be true, I wasn't really

interested in healing or conjuring or some other strange things. The mage only

nodded and then proposed to her colleagues to sent me to one of their

specialists in elemental magics. There I would learn how to control the forces

of water and air, and so on. Only when I asked if I could maybe learn to control

fire, some of them didn't look all that happy.

After exchanging many uneasy gazes the mage who had talked to me at the Academy

gates finally took me by the arm and steered me away from the others. I was a

bit baffled by his behaviour but didn't ask. He would soon enough explain

himself, I thought, which he promptly did.

"I know that fire magic is your reason to be here, and it would be a waste to

not teach you how to use your gift - you have it in you to become quite a

powerful sorceress, but nevertheless, you should consider studying something

different for now, and learn some fire spells from the books."

That not only sounded dreadfully boring, it didn't really interest me in the

least. Yet I didn't want to anger him, so I just hesitated to answer, which

seemed to be answer enough. The old mage sighed and then nodded. "Well, I

thought that you might react like this, and maybe you know what's the best for

you. If you want to, I will contact the one sorcerer I know who seeks an

apprentice right now and who might teach you all that you want to know about

fire, and many other things, too. But I can't promise you anything, he normally

only teaches young children, strictly boys, so I don't know if he will even come

here to talk to you in person. And maybe you will change your mind after that

talk. Tane is not really a man many can stomach, most women less than men." I

only nodded, thinking that he expected this of me, and after that I was again

free to roam the Academy grounds. But the way everyone had treated this subject,

and the words of the old mage made me quite itchy and quizzical. Who was this

Tane that they spoke that way about him? Until now everyone here had been quite

unbiased and kind to me, never blustering about anyone.

The rest of the day I was left to my own thoughts, same as the following night.

In the morning one of the maids who came to change the sheets of my bed told me

that I was to go down to one of the rooms next to the gathering hall. I

downright flew down the flights of stairs, and only stopped before the great

doors of the hall to rearrange my clothes and catch my breath. Then I entered,

full of anticipation and a little dread.

Only two people were in the hall, the old mage and another man whom I couldn't

see all that well because he stood with his back to me in front of a window with

the morning sun ridding him of everything but his silhouette.

The mage came over to me with a greeting and worried eyes and told me that

he would wait outside the hall. I should catch up to him there to tell him of my

decision. Then he left, leaving me standing in the middle of the room with that

mysterious man everyone seemed to be uneasy about.

When the door closed the man finally turned and slowly took some steps towards

me. When he stepped out of the sunlight I could see that he didn't look quite as

I had expected. He was quite young for a teacher, only in his early thirties,

with blond hair bound into a short tail at the nape of his neck, his face devoid

of any beard. Intent blue eyes assessed me with a few quick gazes while he

stopped with still two meters of distance between us. With the bulky black robe

that he wore I couldn't really estimate how his body looked, but the way he

moved spoke of grace and strength, two things that most of the mages around here

lacked.

"So, you are the girl that troubles them enough to bite the bullet and call me

down here." His voice was a deep baritone, sounding quite pleasant, being

another contradiction to my thoughts. Either the mages had all overreacted, or

he was the proverbial wolf in sheep's clothing. Judging from the intent way he

still stared at my face, and only my face, I went for the latter.

"Well, they must have told you a lot of stories about me, at least some of which

are true, but most are, sad but true, pure fiction. Life would be all that much

easier if they were true." He then smiled, and it dawned on me what kind of

stories that might have been. No one had told me, so I didn't know for sure, but

his smile was full of half-hidden dark suggestions ...

But maybe I was only imagining all of that. Maybe he just wanted to taunt me.

And I didn't like it when people wanted to taunt me. So I just smiled and tried

to be a bit sassy. "They didn't tell me a thing - I guess you're not that

infamous as you believe, or want to believe."

Tane laughed, a rich sound being that, and when he finally stopped a slight

smile had crept on his features. "That might be as next to the truth as we will

get today."

Then he sobered visibly, and for the first time he looked me up and down, as if

I was only now that I had shown some backbone, worth to be regarded. Yet when

his gaze was back at my face it stayed there, and there was no way of telling if

he liked what he had seen.

"I guess we are both not here for stupid small talk, so let's get some things

straight. If they really haven't told you anything, they are as stupid as if

they'd drowned you in crazy stories. I have my knacks, and although some around

here would rather commit suicide than be in the same room with me, I'm not that

unbearable. I'm just a little bit ... eccentric." He made it sound as if that

explained all, which it of course did not, but I guess he just wanted me to ask.

So I did him that favour.

"Eccentric?" Tane laughed again. "At least you're not as dull as some of the

others. Predicting what others want of you is a feat that is far too less

distributed around here." He hesitated briefly, than made a show of studying one

of the carpets that hung at the walls, while resuming his tale.

"They must have told you that I normally only teach young boys. I can't stand

criticism, yet I hate it when I'm surrounded by boot-heel licking bastards. The

younger, the more formable my students tend to be, so ten to twelve is a good

age. I don't know how old you are, but I guess you could top that by a decade."

Before I could nod, he extended his hand towards me, still not looking at me,

and went on.

"It doesn't really interest me, at least not now. If you'll really become my

student we'll have plenty of time for such talk. Right now it is important that

you understand what to expect of this. I won't have you tell me afterwards that

I didn't warn you."

Still he studied the carpets, and this somehow enervated me. Couldn't he look me

in the face when he was talking to me? As if he had read my thoughts, Tane then

turned and studied me with a certain calm. "You have a certain potential, that I

can feel even from here, but if you think that you'll only have to cope with me

during the lessons, you're wrong. My hut is about two days worth of riding from

the next town, and there are no other people around there." He then walked over

to me, stopping right in front of me. "It can get quite lonely out there, you

should know." Tane extended a hand and lightly brushed a strand of hair off

my face. I nearly jerked away from him when the heel of his hand touched my

cheek.

He waited until I again looked at him before he continued. "I should stay to the

facts. I must already be boring you with the details." Somehow still a bit in

shock I just stared at him, waiting for him to go on. Tane snickered briefly. "I

guess I've hinted enough. If you stay with me, you'll not get around sharing my

bed with me. And I'm not talking about fucking you once a week or such nonsense.

I'm also not talking about any stupid feelings like love et cetera. I'm a man

who has needs that have to be satisfied, and if I have the means at hand not to

do all the work for myself ..." He chuckled again, either because he thought the

whole thing funny, or because I was already blushing deep red. "And you don't

look like the woman who stays celibate all of her own. But we'll have to work on

that nice colour of yours that is creeping over your face right now. What's the

matter, does is startle you that I tell you that you'll have to content yourself

with having sex with me, or is it just my manners, that I say it out loud so

bluntly?"

To be true, I had expected something like that after the hint the old mage had

given me. Either that or Tane must have been gay, and considering that other

bits and pieces about him being unbearable for some people, I hadn't figured

that it was about the gender he preferred. But with him standing so close to me,

telling me all that straight in the face, it was a different matter.

I had to clear my throat before I could answer him. "The latter. You're really

quite straight-forward." He only smiled as if I had complemented him on

something. Maybe I had. I simply didn't know. "You've got a problem with my way

of dealing with things?" I simply shook my head and in the same time tried to

keep myself from blushing further.

Tane frowned briefly. "I take it that you're no longer a virgin. Even if you came

from a family of high standing, what you evidently don't do, you're old

enough to have kids on your own. What have you been doing before you came over

here?"

I didn't know if I should be offended because of his words about my heritage,

but let it go, knowing all too well that my manner of speaking was not that of a

noble woman. I could have said the same about him. But the question about my

life was something I could answer without problems. "I've been working in a

tavern for the last three years."

Tane's grin grew lopsided, and before I could worry about what that might mean,

he stated it out loud. "Whore, or only part time whore?" Again colour was

creeping over my cheeks, but this time it was not shame but anger. "Kitchen

apprentice!" My words came out in a low hiss, which drew another laugh off

him, while he held up his hands conciliating. "Okay, I see, there is a backbone

behind all this cute maid of the country attire, after all." Somehow he was just

confusing me. Nevertheless I tried to stay calm, seeing that he had been

taunting me. At least that was what I preferred to believe.

He then sighed and briefly rubbed his eyes with one hand. "Of course we'll be

having some problems in the beginning, until we've settled all the disputes and

grown accustomed to one another. I've been living alone for ten years now, only

five years of that I had apprentices, I'm kind of absolutely not used to having

a woman around me. But we'll manage. You won't have to cook often or run the

household; that chaos runs itself alright."

He then turned around and began to briefly pace the room. When he came back to

me he stopped and again let his eyes roam over my body. Although he still didn't

show what he thought about me, I hated to be scrutinized like that, but I didn't

dare speak up. Who knew what he might have in store for me if I complained about

being stared at. Apart from his flippant tongue he seemed quite okay, at least

from what I could tell after five minutes in the same room with him.

"Hm, Jeanne is your name if I remember right, isn't it?" I nodded. "Well,

Jeanne, would you have any problems with coming with me from what you know right

now? I'm quite demanding of my students, but I try to stay fair; both don't

really apply to my other ways, but what do you think right now? Would you just

come with me? Or do you want to ask some questions? Talk to people around here

who already know me?" It somehow astonished me that he asked all of this. From

the words of the mage I had thought that Tane would say stay here or come with

me, not give me that many options. Now I was a little bit at a loss.

"I honestly don't know." He frowned mockingly. "You don't know if you dare go

with a self-declared sex obsessed man, or you don't know if you want to assure

yourself that I'm quite insane?"

Somehow the lilt in his voice made me laugh, and I could then see in his eyes

that this reaction had gained me something with him, same as when I had reacted

with anger before. Most of the time in my life I had never dared to be sarcastic

or even a bit ironic, with a very conservative aunt and an employer who thought

that laughs were a sure sign for slack behaviour. Maybe that would change now.

The least I could try was venture that road a bit further.

"Maybe I believe you capable of being both and don't really care about it right

now, as long as I get something out of that all?" He answered my grin with a

mock bow. "Be assured my lady, you'll get more than you've bargained for, and

you will find most of that quite enticing. Or why do you think I'm quite hated

around here? It's not just because I break most of their rules with every stride

I take." He didn't continue, but the intense look he gave me was answer enough.

With that he returned to his questions. "So, would you accompany me, or do you

rather stay here with all the dusty tomes and senile old men? You'll surely have

more fun with me, although that might develop into a play with fire. But that's

exactly what you want, isn't it?" I briefly blinked, trying to discern how much

to read into his words, but gave up after some seconds. "I guess I'll take that

risk. Provided you let me go if we really can't get along with each other?" The

last was said a bit too hesitant for my likings, but talking when being stressed

is not one of my favourite things.

Tane snickered again. "Took you long to throw yourself into that safety net.

Thought you would ask that the moment I gave you the option to ask." He

scratched his chin as if to think, then shrugged. "Of course I'll bring you back

here if everything goes wrong. I'm not a monster - I know better than most here

what you are capable of should I really bother you too much. The gods only know

what happens to the guy who is dumb enough to try to rape a girl who has the

power to incinerate everything around her without even thinking about it,

preferably when she's stressed and frightened." I must have looked quite

disturbed by his words, because he laughed and made a soothing gesture. "I don't

intend to do anything like that to you, and I didn't say it to frighten you -

but sooner or later you will have to realise what you are really capable of.

Even now, without direct control of your powers, you could wreck havoc around

here. Think of what you'll be able to accomplish after two years with me. Never

forget that."

He gave me the time to think about his words, meanwhile going to the windows and

looking out. When he turned back around he grinned slightly and then gestured at

me with his right hand. "Now that you've decided to come with me, I guess I'll

have to test your resolve. Would it be too much to ask you to undress?" I could

just stare at him. "Pardon me?" Tane grinned and then sat down on the

windowsill. "Remove your clothes that is." I continued staring at him. He

couldn't be serious, now could he?

Tane's grin grew with every second that I just stood there and stared at him.

"Too modest? It would be nice to know what to expect. But I guess there was

nothing else to be expected from a kitchen apprentice." I didn't know why, but

somehow this let my rage flare again. So I locked gazes with him, bent down and

grabbed the hem of my dress in both hands. After a last second of hesitation I

slipped the dress over my head and let it slide to the floor. Tane just looked

at me, again showing no emotions on his face. Before my morale could get the

better of me I also slipped out of the undergarment, leaving only the bodice and

slip. My breath caught in my lungs, and I could feel my heartbeat quicken. Yet I

somehow succeeded in putting only defiance into my eyes, while I did my best to

inhale as much as possible to let my middle look a bit less womanly.

Still Tane did nothing but look at me, and it unnerved me even more now that I

was only scantly clad. With the last bits of my strength I undid the strings

that help my bodice tight in place, then let it fall to the floor, while hooking

my fingers into the sides of my slip and stepping out of the last bit of

clothing that still covered my body. Then I looked up at him again, cramping my

arms in front of my belly. It would have been a stupid gesture to try to cover

my tits, so that was all I could do.

For five more seconds Tane just looked at me without moving a muscle. I could

tell, because I counted the seconds. Then my resolve snapped. "Could you,

please, say something? Anything? I know that I look awful, but telling me that

is still better than just staring at me!" He smirked, but then his features

flattened again and he stepped away from the window towards me. "No, you don't

look awful. You might not be of otherworldly beauty, but I prefer talent and

character over cute smiles." This time he didn't stop in front of me, but

circled me once, to stop behind my back. I didn't dare turn around, so I just stayed

as I was, praying that this would end soon.

When he touched my shoulders I really jumped, making Tane laugh softly. "Easy

there, I'm not going to do anything but look and maybe touch you a bit. Stay

calm, I swear it won't hurt." He then moved his hands from my shoulders down my

arms to clasp them atop my hands, leaning into me while softly whispering into

my ear. "At least you've got some tits to speak of, and a nice ass. I really

prefer that to a skinny girl. I mean when I'm with a woman, I expect her to look

and feel like a woman, not like a prepubescent girl. I guess I'm making a good

deal with you there." He softly loosened my fingers and brought my hands to

my sides, then slid his hands from my hips upwards to gently cup my breasts,

making me catch my breath and stiffen some more. I hadn't felt that

uncomfortable in ages, yet somehow it excited me, too.

"See, just perfect, how your breasts fit into my hands. I will never understand why

some women prefer to be thin as a willow when their bodies can be so beautiful

with just a bit more padding. Any complaints?" He didn't really seem to expect

me to answer, as he began to softly kiss the side of my neck while beginning to

kneed my firm breasts. When I inhaled to get the breath to answer him

nevertheless he moved the thumb and index finger of his right hand to my nipple

and twisted a bit. Pain and desire both welled up through my body, and I gasped.

While he continued to softly pinch my nipple his other hand moved from my breast

down over my belly to settle firmly over my crotch, not toughing any

particularly sensitive parts of me, but nevertheless arousing me more. My legs

seemed to move apart on their own account, giving him free access to everything.

Tane softly chuckled against my neck and then stopped teasing me, with his

second hand again cupped over my breast.

"I'm not going to lie to you in any way. When I tell you that I find you

beautiful, I mean it. I wouldn't touch you if I didn't mean it. I'm not that

desperate." Again he chuckled, his breath tickling my neck and making me squirm

a bit. "Whoa, so eager to get this going on?" Only then I realized what my

moving had done to his grip on me, dipping one of his fingers nearly inside me

while rubbing another over my clit. I inhaled sharply, heat creeping over my face.

"No, I mean, I just ..." Once more a dry laugh, then he let go of me completely,

and I could feel the warmth of his body disappear from mine when he stepped

away. As happy as that made me, it also made me instantly long for his caress

once more. Strange feelings for me, but all of this was not the normal situation

I was used to.

When I didn't hear anything from him, neither a word nor the sound of his

footsteps I hesitantly turned around, this time not able to keep my hands calm

and unoccupied. Tane stood some feet away from me with his arms crossed before

his chest and looked at me, seemingly amused by my belated attempt to cover

myself up.

"It's okay; I know that I tickled you. But don't be cruel to me, let me believe

that at least some part of you might have loved it if I had continued. Okay?" I

nodded hesitantly, feeling stupid all the while. This all was just too strange.

This time I was really happy when Tane continued to speak. "Good. Now that this

is settled, do you still want to come with me? If you really hated me touching

you like that I'd advise you to decline and stay here. Although I hate to admit

it, there are capable people around here who can help you control your magic.

But I'd really hate to let the possibility to fuck you slide. But it's yours to

decide. Will you accompany me?"

His words somehow confused me. While I kept my legs shut tightly I could still

feel a slight trickle flow out of my pussy. Hadn't he felt that? Didn't he know

that he had aroused me? And if not, he must have seen, and felt, my nipples grow

hard. Or did he just omit to mention these signs to keep my embarrassment as low

as possible? I didn't know, and right now I was not capable of asking. I was

also incapable of answering, so I just nodded. My mind might scream at me to

stay here, to take the thoughtful decision, but my body insisted that I would

like what came from a man who could make me hot with minute effort. Maybe it was

the wrong decision to follow my body instead of my mind, but when I saw him

register my answer, I felt a lump disappear from my throat.

"Well, now that that's settled you can get dressed again. Provided you want to

dress? I wouldn't mind seeing the whole of you some more." He hadn't even

finished speaking when I already bent down and scrambled to get my clothes back

together and properly on my body. Tane all the while laughed, speeding me on in

my efforts.

We left the city about an hour later. Tane had briefly talked to some of the

mages while I had returned to my chamber for the last time, getting my scarce

belongings. When I returned I earned some looks that were full of pity from the

assembled mages, but no one tried to change my mind. We were off the Academy

grounds within fifteen minutes of my redressing attempts.

When he saw my little bundle Tane just frowned but let it go uncommented. Yet

before we turned to the road that lead out of the city towards the west he

ushered me into the shop of a seamstress, ordering five full sets of clothes for

me. I can't say how happy I was that the woman measured me with just a gaze and

didn't have me strip again. Tane paid and then handed me the bundle of clothes.

Next we went for some groceries and to a strange smelling shop where he bade me

wait outside. It looked like a tanner's shop, but I wasn't sure. The bundle he

came out with didn't give me any clues about its contents, and I didn't ask. It

was not my thing to enquire everything that happened around me.

Just before we reached the gates we stopped once more in a tavern. Tane briefly

talked with the owner, and then told me to wait out front. Some minutes later he

reappeared from a side street, leading two mules, one of whom was drawing a

small cart. He told me to hop atop that one, all the while swinging himself atop

the other. When I had finally accomplished the task of settling on the back of

the mule Tane led his animal towards the gates, my one following without further

motivation. I wouldn't have been able to provide it anyway.

Underway Tane told me that the cart and mules were rented from a small village

that we would reach later that afternoon. From there on we would have to go to

his hut.

Most of the day passed by me in a blur. We didn't talk much, as Tane kept his

mule in front of mine which made talking quite inconvenient, so I was left alone

with my thoughts. Not that bad either, as I was used to that. When the sun was

about to set we finally arrived in the small village he had been talking about.

Tane led us to a small house at the other end where he jumped down from the

mule and went into the building. This way at least no one looked at me while I

ungracefully made my way down from my animal. Then Tane and an elder man

returned, unbound the cart and brought the mules into the stables. After another

brief exchange of words both Tane and I took the bundles of our belongings and

set out again.

We had been walking for half an hour maybe, venturing at the outskirts of a

small forest, when Tane stopped and set down his things. When I eyed him

askance, he only smiled. "I haven't mastered a good part of the elemental magics

to go the better part of a week through the world. Now that we are outside any

part of civilization I no longer have to pretend to stick to the rules."

Evidently he didn't expect understanding form me, because he turned around

without another word, and for some minutes just stared at the air in front of

him. Then he raised his hands, and in the next moment the air in front of him

began to waver and spin. Within seconds a hole appeared there. I can't describe

it any other way. Through it I could see a rocky plateau with scarce trees.

Tane picked up his things and then motioned at the hole. "You've got to go

first, it will close the moment I step through. Just go through as if entering a

house, it's not that much different." For some moments I was too scared to even

move, but when he came over to me to usher me through with a benevolent smile on

his face I let myself be guided through.

The moment I stepped down at the other side of the hole, a gush of wind tore at

my hair. The air seemed to be a bit thinner here, and when I looked around I

could see that I was standing half-way up some mountain. The plateau was on one

side seamed by a meadow running downhill, on two other sides by steep cliffs,

and the forth side was represented by a steep rock wall that seemed to go on for at

least two hundred meters above the plain. A small wooden hut lay nestled against the

wall, nearly invisible next to a small grove.

"You like it?" I looked around to see Tane beside me. The hole in the air had

already closed itself. Again I looked around, nodding my agreement. In the distance I

could see further high mountains, altering the rolling meadows into rocky cliffs. I

couldn't make out the city or the village that we had left behind before, but we

really must have made some ground. A convenient way of travelling, I had to

admit. "Let's get to the hut. I'm hungry, and after a day of riding that cursed

mule I'm eager to sit down without feeling the world move beneath me."

I followed him up to the hut. The door was unbarred, but considering the lonely

wilderness around us and Tane's profession it would have been stupid to lock

anything around here up. After dumping the things next to a small fireplace Tane

showed me around. There were only four rooms, one of them being the big room we

were right now standing in. It contained the large fireplace, a small

arrangement of a kitchen with a table, chairs, a bench, and a cupboard with

dishes. In front of the fireplace stood two cosy looking padded chairs, with

much unoccupied room around everything. A second door at the back lead into a

small corridor with two further doors leading away on the right side, the rooms

behind being aligned parallel to the living room, and a small pantry at the end.

Tane opened the first door, revealing a small room with a bed, a shelf and a

trunk. "That's the room my students normally occupy. We'll see if we need

separate bedrooms." He smirked and went to the other, much bigger, room. "And

that's my combined study and bedroom. Here I keep most of my books and other

stuff that not everyone should mess with." Said stuff occupied one shelf of a

cupboard. The other two shelves were full of books. "I'm normally working

outside or in the living room, so I don't need all that much space. It's just

for storage." The other furniture of the room consisted of two large trunks and

a large bed, easily big enough for three or four people. "The rest I won't have

to address, now do I?" After another quick smile Tane turned around and went

back into the front room. I directed another gaze at the bed, before following him.

While Tane was loading some of his bundles into the other rooms I prepared

dinner. Cooking at least I was capable of, as Tane happily admitted when he

joined me. When I had finished we sat down on the table, me on the bench, him in

one of the chairs, and ate. All the while Tane talked about the house and the

surroundings, explaining to me where I should be careful to venture, where the

near creak lay, and so on. When it grew too dark to properly see Tane got up and

fetched a big candle. He didn't fumble around with a firestone but briefly

extended a finger towards the wick, which caught flame instantly. When he saw me

staring, Tane just laughed. "Within the next month you'll be able to do that and

other small tasks. Quite convenient sometimes."

After finishing the meal I got up and cleaned the dishes in a small water

bucket, and sat down again afterwards. An awkward kind of silence seemed to

stretch between us then, and I involuntarily began to fidget around on my place.

Tane waited until I was near to bursting, then leaned over the table, taking

one of my hands into his. For a moment he studied my palm, and then he began to

trace the lines there with a finger. I couldn't see his face clearly because of

the flickering light of the candle, but when he lifted his gaze from my hand to

my face I had no problems with identifying the look he directed at me. "I guess

it's time to go to bed." I just nodded, letting him help me to my feet and

leading me into his room.

The moment we entered, a dozen candles flared to life, turning the room into a

landscape of light and shadows. Tane closed the door behind us and stepped

up to me, laying his hands on my shoulders, all the while keeping me from

turning around to face him. "Last chance, you can now walk out of here, and I'll

open a gate for you back to the Academy." For a split second I considered his

words, but shook my head. "No, I'll stay."

I guess he was smiling then, but I couldn't see it with him holding me still.

After some moments he released me, and when I looked back at him over my

shoulder I saw him leaning against the door frame and looking at me. He seemed

to try to keep his face blank again, but a dark hunger seemed to be creeping

over his features faster than he could ban it. Now it was my turn to smile, and

although it was a hesitant smile, I tried to put an invitation in it. Evidently

that was all he needed for encouragement.

Tane crossed the distance between us with two swift steps, then encompassed me

in a warm embrace, and kissed me. I could feel my body melt against his while I

opened my lips to let his tongue explore my mouth. He took his time doing that,

while his arms slowly crept down my back from my shoulders to my behind. When he

finally broke the kiss he only leaned back enough to give me some space to

breathe. His face was almost too near for me to focus on it, but his blue eyes

had some mesmerizing quality in them. Then he kissed me again, still tender but

a bit harder than the first time, while he slowly stirred me towards the bed.

When my legs hit the wooden frame he stopped, again moving his lips away from

mine.

I half expected him to now throw me on the bed or something, but he looked at me

for some moments, while he still held my ass firmly gripped in his hands.

"You'll have to promise me one thing." I raised an eyebrow, urging him on to

continue. "There's only one thing I expect of you. The truth." That drew a frown

onto my face. "What do you mean by this?" He smiled briefly, but it didn't reach

his eyes this time. "I generally don't want you to lie to me, but when we are

having sex, I want you to never hide or feign something. If you love what I do

to you, moan and shout all you want, there's no one around here who might be

disturbed by it. If you don't like it, you don't have to tell me to the face,

although you can of course, but just let it pass. And never, ever, feign an

orgasm with me, do you understand?" I didn't really understand, and as he had

just told me to be open, I didn't let that slide. "Why? Most men I've ever been

with seemed quite happy when a girl pretends to be more aroused than she really

is. And, you know, at least I don't come every time I'm having sex."

The smile he directed at me was very close to a leer. "I don't expect that of

you. Sometimes it doesn't work, so what? There are many reasons why you might

not come, most of them being my fault. I don't claim to be the perfect lover,

maybe I'm not even a good lover, but I want to learn the way your body responds.

I want to know what I have to do to get you screaming in five minutes, and what

you like the most. You'll get equal feedback from me, the only condition being

to not pretend anything. I will never scold you for not coming, or for being

unable to make me cum. With patience and time we'll get over every obstacle that

might be around there somewhere. Deal?" I nodded, and then raised my hands to

entwine them in his hair and draw his head down to mine. "Deal." Then I kissed

him, while pressing my body against his. I could already feel him getting hard

against me. A promising thing.

Next he began to undress me, ridding me of my dress and undergarment in one

draw. When I wanted to start an attempt to do the same to his robe, he just

caught my hands in his and smirked. "No way. At least tonight I'm setting the

pace, and you'll be a good girl and let me do it." It might sound stupid, but I

still felt a little uneasy being partly undressed, but before that feeling could

grow into fright or something I quenched it with a witty response.

"So, how do you think this will go, getting me to develop a steady backbone and

self-confidence on the one hand, and expecting me to be submissive on the other

hand?" Tane laughed and kissed my lips, but drew away before I could respond.

"Not really submissive. And sex is only a part of everything. What you'll do

with other guys is your thing, with me you'll just not get away with jumping on

me, ridding me of my clothes and being atop me before I can even speak your

name." I frowned mockingly. "I didn't attempt that." "Maybe not now, but there

is always a tomorrow." With that he opened the strings of my bodice, pushed the

damned thing down to about waist level, bent down and encompassed one of my

nipples with his mouth, greedily sucking at it. I sighed before I even knew what

I was doing, but then remembered what I had agreed to just before, and let it

go, arching my back a bit and loosing his hair while he worked on my breast. By

the time his blonde mane fell loosely atop his shoulders I was already biting my

lips to stifle a first slight moan.

Tane then released my nipple and moved to my other breast, gently biting down on

my other nipple. After sucking some more he stopped and then went down to his

knees to grasp the waistband of my slip with his teeth and draw it down to about

knee-level. A slight breeze came in from the opened window, cool against my

skin, and my wet nipples hardened instantly.

When he had removed my panties Tane got up again to embrace me once more. This

time he didn't kiss me on my mouth but began to nibble at my ear while pressing

my naked body against the coarse fabric of his robe. Again I bit my lip and

closed my eyes, savouring the sensation.

He continued by bending down, picking me up without any further warning, which

drew a squeal from me, and lay me down atop the bed. I just lay there, looking up at

him. He then grabbed his robe and pulled it over his head. Underneath he wore a linen

shirt and dark pants. Before I could even begin to study his body he also

removed the shirt, giving me free excess to look at his torso. Well muscled he

was, this guy. Although the muscles were not the only eye catcher on him. The

skin on his upper arms, shoulders, chest and down over his belly was full of

strange symbols being tattooed and etched or branded into his skin, making him

look quite feral with the open hear spilling over his face and hiding most of

it. Apparently he was already used to women staring at him when they first saw

him naked, because he gave me a lot of time to gaze at him. When he finally

broke the silence, his voice sounded a bit hoarse. "Like what you see?" I

nodded, not daring to even open my mouth. "I hope you don't mind that my skin is

not unblemished." I shook my head, still studying the lines and symbols. Now

that the first impression was wearing off I realized that some of the lines were

scars, some regular like animal claws, some different.

"Where you got these from?" I extended a hand and traced one strangely curved

scar that ran over his rib cage. Tane's eyes briefly narrowed, then a slight

look of bewilderment went over his face. "Most women don't see the scars until

later. Guess I'm growing old if my muscles are no longer that impressive." I

smiled and moved my hand back so it lay atop my belly. "That I wouldn't say,

it's just unusual. Some of the scars could be claw marks, but this one ..." He

just shrugged. "Long story. Too long for now. I'll tell you later."

Then he leaned over me and kissed me passionately, while gently grabbing my

wrists with his hands and drawing them over my head. "I hope you don't mind?" I

looked a bit baffled at him, then felt him tying my right wrist with a rather

strong leather restraint to a bar that connected the posts of the bed. Before I

could even think about protesting my other wrist was also secured, and a brief

tug showed that he had quite well immobilized me. Fright briefly fluttered in my

stomach and must have shown on my face, because the next moment Tane laid a

finger gently onto my lips. "Don't panic. The restraints are not that tight that

you can no longer move, you'll see. I'm just keeping your hands out of the whole

thing. Okay?" He smiled warmly at me, and that smile melted some of the fear.

When I tried to wriggle around a bit I succeeded, and the way he had fastened my

hands my arms rested on the pillow, not overly straining any muscles or hurting

me. He hadn't done that for the first time, that was clear. Now I wouldn't be

able to get away from the bed, but where should I have run in the first place?

Until now he hadn't really given me any reason to bolt. So I breathed in and out

to calm myself and nodded. "It's okay, at least for now." I was rewarded with a

quick kiss, then Tane moved back again, briefly looking down at me.

"I really like your body. Your long auburn hair, your skin, your breasts, simply

how everything fits. Although ..." He frowned mockingly, scratching his chin.

"Although?" I asked, still fighting the fluttering feeling in my belly. Tane

bent down to trace a winding line with two fingers from between my breasts down

to my crotch, stopping where the hair began. "Would you mind shaving your pubic

hair? Might interfere a bit, if you understand what I mean." I couldn't keep

from frowning, but then nodded, again. I nodded a lot, lately. "No problem."

Then a slight smile began to creep on my face. "But I'm quite inexperienced with

shaving. Maybe you'll help me?" Tane laughed, licking his lips. "If you insist,

we can start a trip to one of the hot springs in the caves tomorrow. Warm water

is so much better for shaving. For now I guess I'll have to cope with fighting

my way through this forest."

He then went around the bed to flop down next to me, resting his head on one

hand while extending the other to lay it atop my belly. Tane caught my gaze and

then grinned hungrily. "I guess it's about time that we continued from where

we've been in the morning." He moved his hand down to my crotch, tracing my

labia with two of his fingers. I closed my eyes for a moment and shifted a bit.

When I opened them again I saw Tane get up on all fours, to lay down a bit

lower, so that he was nearer to my lower regions. He gently took hold of my legs

at knee level and pushed them apart, helping himself to a better view. I simply

let him rearrange my position, not resisting but not helping him either. Again

he shifted, lifting me left knee and crawled partly underneath it, so that I

lost part of my sight of him. I guess I would soon enough feel what he was doing

down there, even when I couldn't see it. Anticipation was already overriding the

last bits of fear from being bound to the bed.

For some moments nothing happened, then he bent up and began to kiss my raised

left leg at the hollow of the knee. I giggled briefly when he tickled me with

his tongue there. Slowly he kissed his way up from my knee to my pubic region,

softly tracing lines on my other thigh with his free hand. Shortly before coming

too close to any more sensitive parts he stopped, and then resumes kissing my

other leg, resting my raised leg on his side so that it was still elevated.

For some time he continued kissing and tracing lines on my skin, making me long

for him to move his attention a little bit higher. The next time he came to the

top of my thigh with his kisses he stopped there. I could feel his breath softly

whispering over my crotch, making me shiver a bit. Next he began to stroke my

outer pussy lips with his fingers, up and down. All the while he hid his face

behind my raised leg so I couldn't see if he looked kind of mischievous, but I

guess he did. At least from my point of view he was tormenting me with his

gentle movements, coming slowly closer, but never really touching anything

really sensitive. Yet he succeeded with getting me wet without ever touching my

clit or entering me.

Again he shifted, for the first time looking up to me, and then rested his head

against my leg, while his fingers still threaded their way through my pubic

hair. "Like it?" I nodded, yet tried to scowl not too much. I really liked it, I

mean most women must like it when a man is that interested in her nether

regions, but I might like it even more if he sped on a bit.

Apparently he got the cue, because he laughed softly and then spread my pussy

lips with his fingers, to then bend over and lick over my labia from my hole

upwards, ending with curtly flicking his tongue over my clit. I wriggled a bit,

urging him on to continue. Of course he didn't. That man really talked way too

much!

"You're already soaking wet, do you know?" He again licked his lips while

waiting for me to answer. First I only growled, but when this only widened his

smile I responded with words nevertheless. "Yeah, I know, you're doing a good

job arousing me. But please, go on?" Tane's eyes seemed to sparkle for a moment,

and his voice got a certain lilt again. "Oh my, is it so easy to get you to

plead? What will you do when I really keep you away from coming, preventing your

release for a long, long time?" I just frowned, although I didn't really manage

to look fretted. I don't know how other women react in such situations, but when

a man already got me aroused my social skills tended to hide somewhere.

He snickered and bent down again, closing his lips over my clit and gently

sucked on it, while letting go of my pussy lips and instead stroking the skin

between them around my hole. Now I was not able to stifle the moan that was

building in me, and I didn't really try. If he wanted feedback, he could have

it. I just wished for my hands to be free so I might intertwine my fingers in

his hair, but as that was not possible I resigned myself to relishing the

sensations that radiated up from between my legs.

My breath already quickened, with my blood rushing in my ears, when Tane stopped

again and then released me. He got up to his knees and studied me once more,

looking rather satisfied when I didn't even make an attempt to close my legs.

His pants were already bulging at his crotch, but he took his time fiddling with

the binding before removing his leg wear. "Don't look all too disappointed, I'm

really not hung like a horse. Guess you've seen better endowed men in your life.

But I keep on thinking that size doesn't matter as long as the technique fits."

After a last smile directed at me he removed his pants, fidgeting around a bit.

He wasn't wearing anything underneath, and after having freed himself of his

pants he knelt down between my legs and let me the time to study all of him. And

I might not be a real competence on that level, having been not overly active in

the last years, but his cock was not as small as he made it sound. It was about

five and a half inches long, and rather thick, and looked quite okay, so to say.

Judging from his words he either didn't share my view, or just wanted

reassurance. "Looks great. If it also feels like it looks I'll be in heaven

soon." Tane snickered briefly and reached down to get a good grip on his penis

and stroked it a bit. "I've already had two women complain about it, that was

nearly more than I could deal with and still stay hard enough to fuck them."

I just grunted. "I'm surely not here to complain. If you want to know, once I've

been with a guy who prided himself with a rather large cock. It only hurt, and

he was a total jerk. Didn't even get me aroused during the whole scene." Tane

stopped stroking himself and settled down to sit on his heels. The guy really

had too much time.

"I hope that I won't fail you that way." Grinning, he settled his hands on my

knees and leaned forward a bit, still locking his gaze on my face. He then

inched closer, now kneeling between my open legs. After another pause he moved

his hands to the backs of my knees and raised my legs up, to rest them on his

shoulders. I tried to move closer to him, but the bonds on my wrists prevented

me from that, only resulting in jerking my shoulders. Of course he saw that, and

chuckled again. "Seems like restraining you was a good idea, you are way too

impatient." I just snarled, only deepening his grin, and just wanted to call him

some ugly name, when he moved his hips forward and slid into me. There wasn't

much resistance from my side, and while I was still gasping I felt his balls

slap against my ass.

Tane smirked down on me while massaging my calves, still staying inside of me to

the hilt. When I didn't make any further attempts to speak he pulled back a bit,

until only the head of his cock was still inside of me. I could feel my vagina

contract a bit as if to hinder him from withdrawing. Then he plunged back fully

into me, bringing about a squelching sound. Once again he paused while fully

inside of me, curtly nuzzling my ankle. "Everything okay?" I rolled my eyes and

was somehow even able to raise my upper body a bit, resulting in my ass shifting

a bit so his cock was rubbing inside of me. "Quit talking and get it on! You're

driving me insane!" He laughed out loud and got a better grip on my legs.

"You're just so cute when you're getting angry when you're hot." This time I

really growled, what soon turned into a howl when he withdrew a bit and then

began a steady rhythm of fucking me.

Soon I lay sweating underneath him, arching my back and moaning softly while he

downright pounded inside me. His cock was now really hard and seemed to have

gained another half inch of circumference, filling the whole of my vagina, and

just feeling good. I wasn't really about to cum, but it just felt nearly too

good to be true. And I wasn't the only one who was moaning around here.

Then Tane stopped, his whole body shuddering, his eyes dilated, and started to

come inside of me. Two more hard strokes and he stopped, holding my legs tightly

and moaning all the while. I could feel his sperm inside of me, only adding a

bit to the general flood of liquids inside of me. When he was done Tane didn't

pull out of me but instead leaned against my legs and looked down on me, his

eyes slowly focusing on my face. Then he smiled, pushed my legs down on his

sides, shifted a bit and then lay down next to me, drawing me on my side and

into a loose embrace. I could already feel him grow soft inside of me, but he

only moved closer to me and then kissed me long and gentle, while stroking some

sweat-drenched hair strands from my face. I put my upper leg over his, closing

the distance between us as much as possible.

"I hope you don't mind that you didn't have an orgasm?" I just smiled and shook

my head. "No, if not coming always feels so good I won't have a problem with

it." He kissed me again and then settled one hand firmly over my ass cheek. "But

we aren't yet done for tonight, so who knows what's yet to come?" Snickering he

reached up over my head to loose the restraints, resulting in my wrapping my

arms around him the moment I was free. Tane then went back to kissing me.

With a last wet sound he finally slid out of me, bringing a gust of juice with

him. I briefly looked down on his still swollen penis now lying on my wet thigh

and grinned. "I guess if you always handle me like this I'll have to drink more

to compensate the liquid drain." I was only rewarded with a smirk, before he

began to lick down my neck and collarbone, kissing and licking his way from one

shoulder to the other, all the while encountering some of my erogenous zones.

After making me sigh a lot he stopped and again flopped down next to me on his

side, while gazing at me. I smiled and then ran one hand over the taught muscles

on this belly, down to gently stroke his penis. He grunted then. "Give an old

man some time to regain his strength, now will you? There's enough of me to

satisfy even the most insatiable nymphomaniac." I only widened my smile and

continued, still gentler running my fingers over his cock and testicles. "If you

need rest, maybe you'll now tell me about your scars?"

Tane frowned slightly, but then nodded. "If you want to - at least it won't

become too apparent when I'm getting aroused from the memories, I can always

blame you for that." He then moved onto his back, drawing me to rest on his arm,

snuggling closer to him while still stroking his member.

"Okay, where should I begin? It happened about fifteen years back, shortly after

I had graduated on the Academy. I was one of the few sorcerers there, not a

wizard like the mages you know, but a real sorcerer. You know the difference?" I

shook my head. "Well, you see, most of them might have the spark of magic inside

of them, but they have to study long and hard, leaning from books, taking them

years to master the art. And there are just a few who are like us, like me and

you, in whom the magic burns like a bonfire, manifesting itself long before the

training ever begins. Sorcerers are mostly limited to the powers of controlling

the elements and being able to heal, and only one in hundred has the ability

that you have, calling forth fire. It's the most dangerous for the sorcerer

himself and for the people around him, but we haven't applied for the job, now

have we?"

He sighed, contently closing his eyes for a moment. I guess I was accountable

for that. Then he continued, his eyes still closed. "It took me two years of

learning to be able to call forth my fire in any thinkable way, either in a

small flame dancing above my hand, or a searing beam of fire to incinerate my

enemies, and lots of others. Yet I was a boy of small and slight built, never

really getting along with the others who scolded me for not even being able to

heal the simplest of wounds or conjure up some illusions etc. During the washing

times they always picked on my because of my cock." He briefly opened one eye to

gaze at me. "I've had another growth burst in my twenties, you know." I

snickered quietly while softly squeezing his flesh, then resumed my stroking.

"And then came the war - you might or not have heard about it, some stupid

upraid further south. Many mages joined the army, and I therein saw my chance to

get away from all these stupid people. At least there I could do what I really

was good at - wreck havoc with my fire. And I mean it that way. Not only my

fellow soldiers were surprised, also the enemy seemed most interested. One night

they raided the small camp I had been sleeping in, killed most of the others,

and captured me." He swallowed, and this time I guess it were the memories.

"They threw me into some dark hole, drugging me so that I was unable to call

forth the flames, and let me rot there for some days. Then two of the guards

decided that all the fuss their commanders were making about that crumbled

little guy who was crying half the nights through was just unnecessary, and they

came to me at night, wanting to have their fun with me." Tane then turned his

head to look at me, his eyes devoid of any emotion. "And I've told you before

today, never be stupid enough to try to rape a pyromaniac, even if he looks weak

and is drugged, if there is enough wit left to fuel fear or anger, you will

burn, and burn they did." Briefly he smirked, then went on.

"The guards screamed too much before they burnt down to ashes, so others were

alarmed by that, and before I could free myself I was already brought before the

two head torturers the commander who had captured me employed. Two very

beautiful women. Only their cruelty could rival their beauty." He squeezed my

ass once more before locking gazes with me. "That was when I had to realize that

looks are not everything. What they did to me I don't want to tell you, not even

remember, but I still bear some of the scars, mostly from the whips. They turned

me inside out, nearly driving me insane, just torturing me for the fun of it. I

couldn't provide them with any useful information, although I would have told

them anything I knew as long as they would just stop." While speaking he turned

his head away from me to look at the ceiling.

"Eventually they let me go. It was after the war had ended, and they had more

useful victims to entertain them. After regaining my wits enough to get home

again, I went back north, but never returned to the Academy. Instead I made my

living as a mercenary, intent on learning how to defend myself, steel my body,

erase all the traces of the boy that I've been. Five years it went like this,

until I returned to Midriver. I pretty much looked like I do now, tattoos and so

forth. At first no one recognized me, but when they did they just ogled at me,

and I no longer wanted to cope with that. So I applied for the post of teacher,

and with my first student I went up here, built this hut, and taught him all I

could."

Tane snickered briefly. "Mostly I took young boys with me. Most of my fellows at

the Academy said it was because I couldn't stand to be with a grown woman, but I

never touched one of the boys. I just wanted to give them the chance I never

had, to prepare them for a world that could suddenly turn against them." Again

he closed his eyes and for some minutes let me stroke him in silence, him

already getting semi-hard again. Then he turned around, facing me, intently

studying my face for some time.

"But that's not everything. Some things stayed with me from the tender care of

my two mistresses. Not just the resolve to change my life. After that, I've

never been the same again." Gently he began to trace the curve of my lips. "It

might sound stupid, even contradictory, but maybe you'll somehow understand it

if you'll be living longer with me. Or maybe they haven't changed me at all,

maybe they just brought to the light what had been lurking in the dark all the

years before." Add a dramatic pause here. "Maybe you already suspect what I want

to say, but I'll voice it nevertheless. I'm a control freak. I only feel

comfortable when I can set the pace, when it's me who is the leading part. I

couldn't stand it to ever be restrained, yet I love to tie the girls I'm with

down." He still looked at my face, maybe searching for something there, but went

on before I could even begin to think of an answer. "And it continues from

there. I don't want to say that I'm getting off from really torturing someone,

but I love to see women squirm underneath me from both pleasure and pain. I love

inflicting that pain." Something flickered in his eyes, while his voice turned

huskier by the moment, and still he went on. "I would never only hurt a woman,

but I simply can't just hold her and fuck her gently. Violence always comes with

me, and although I can restrain myself enough not to rape a woman, some have

already accused me of nearly violating them. Rough is the softest I can manage,

for most that is already too much."

When he paused this time, I could no longer hold my tongue. "So you are telling

me this because ...?" He sighed, then closed his eyes, rolled over, slipping out

of my grasp all the while, and got up from the bed. Tane went over to the open

window and stared out at the dark landscape, giving me a good view at his firm

buttocks and the net of scars that webbed his back, all old and partly faded,

but clearly visible because of the sheer number of them. And somehow it hurt

inside to see that powerfully built man hunched over there like a beaten puppy.

I don't know why, but somehow a certain amount of trust built up in me, driving

me to get up and pad over to him. Me, with my thighs still sticky with my own

juice, and my body still ready to go on.

When he felt my hand on his shoulder he didn't shy away, but turned his head to

wearily gaze at me. I tried to force a smile on my face, but didn't succeed. I

can't smile on command, and this somehow was too important for me. "You told me

that because you wanted to warn me what there might be in store for me." No

question, just a statement. He nodded. I paused briefly, then sighed and also

looked out into the night. Moonlight lay in a silver haze over the dark grass.

When I turned my head again he was still looking at me, waiting. I sighed again.

"Now look at me, do I seem frightened?" He blinked briefly. "Hearing something

is one thing, but having it being done to you is a whole different matter." Now

I was able to smile, but it was rather a dry grin. "Well, yeah, of course, and

you are right when you tell me that I have no idea what it might be like to be

with you. But just look at me. I don't know how rough what you did to me was,

but it was fun. I liked it. You told me not to fake anything, so I didn't. It

didn't hurt for a moment, and I can at least tell that you weren't very gentle

while you tried to fuck my brains out of me." A slight glint and a twitching of

his mouth. "And I don't mind being tied up. It can be unnerving, I admit that,

when you are talking, and talking, and talking instead of fucking me when you

are already getting me wet enough to drown in, but I really don't mind. If you

always turn me on before you bear down that way on me, it's okay with me.

Really."

He seemed to consider that, then drew me into an embrace from behind, pinning me

between his body and the window, again ridding me of the view of him. "You

really mean what you say?" I nodded. "Yeah." He paused, then let his hands roam

over my body, only briefly pausing over my breasts, to settle down around my

waist. "You know, I might do more than just tie your hands. Maybe tie you down

as a whole, suspend you from somewhere, things like that." Again a nod. "Might

be worth a try." "And I might be hurting you, even to the point of making you

cry and wishing for me to be gone. Slapping you, whipping you, etc." I leant

back against him, breathing out to calm the flutter of fright inside of me. "But

you will also pleasure me?" This time he nodded. "Making you come over and over

again, scream yourself raw from pain and pleasure both. And it won't scar, if

you fear that. You might develop some muscles in places you don't even know

exist, but no permanent marks will stay." I sighed and closed my eyes. "Okay.

I'll deal with this when it comes to that. But I'll manage it. I trust you."

Tane then chuckled low in his throat. "You know me for one day and already trust

me?" I sighed and tried to turn around to face him, but he held me immobilized

the way I was. So I sagged back against him again, not struggling any longer.

"Yes, I know, it's quite a short time, but I know how you look at me, how you

talk to me, how you touch me. The way a man handles a woman when fucking her

tells a lot about that man. And what I read from you is enough to obtain my

trust. If I'm wrong, I'll be the one to blame and the one who has to get through

it, so you shouldn't bother with that."

Again he laughed, but then turned me around with a quite determined look on his

face. "Show me." I just eyed him askance. "Same as today in the Academy. I'll

only believe you after I've done it all to you. When you can look me in the face

afterwards and still tell me you don't mind, then I'll take you for your word.

Not now." I should have expected this. He really wasn't the man whom words could

convince. I could just hope to somehow be able to stick to my words long enough

to convince him. "Okay, what am I to do?" His smile turned nasty. "Just do what

you are told." With that he picked me up and carried me back to the bed.

After laying me down and telling me to get up on all fours, Tane hesitated a

bit, and I could see doubt clearly on his face. For some seconds he seemed to be

staring right through me, then he really looked at me, and still didn't move a

muscle. He seemed downright reluctant to do anything. And I couldn't really help

him, not knowing what he had in mind. To be true, I was not sure if I would have

helped him if I had known, but somehow just looking at him watching me was

strange.

Then he somehow woke up of his torpor and bent down to retrieve something from

the floor. It looked suspiciously as if he took something out of that bundle

that we had acquired at the shop where I had to wait outside, but I couldn't be

sure. Did I know where he kept his 'equipment'?

Tane then showed me two long leather straps. One he discarded on the bed, and

told me to kneel down and fold my arms before my body. I did as I was told, and

he began to bind my forearms to one another, from elbow to wrist. After tying

the final knot he tested my bonds, telling me to try if I could get free. When I

couldn't, he pushed my upper body back on the bed, briefly pressing my face into

the pillow. While I struggled to get into a half lying, half kneeling position

with my head lying partly on my bound arms, face well away from the pillow, he

picked up the second strap, told me to lift my head and fastened it around my

neck. That was far less comfortable as my bound arms, because when he once

yanked the strap the noose pulled rather tightly around my throat, not really

cutting me off from air, but nevertheless ...

Yet he did not further demonstrate what he could cause with that second strap

but instead went to the foot of the bed to fidget around with something for a

while. I didn't really dare turn around or even ask, his mood seemed to have

cooled down a lot and I didn't want to risk really angering him. Yet that only

fuelled my unease, of course.

I nearly yelped when he dropped down next to my hindquarters and squeezed my ass

cheeks. "Spread your legs and keep your knees apart. If I have to tell you once

again, you'll get some extra whacks for disobeying me, if I have to tell you

twice, I'm tying your legs down, and you don't want to know what comes by three

times."

I hurried to follow his instructions, evidently a bit too slow as he slapped me

once on either thigh. When my muscles were already starting to protest he told

me to stay that way and hold still. My knees must have been more than a meter

apart by now. Tane sat down next to me and patted my ass once more. I was just

beginning to wonder what this was all about when he slapped my ass hard without

further warning. I yelped, and before I could stop myself I tried to shut my

legs. Not a good reflex.

The noose around my neck was suddenly drawn tight, for a moment really

suffocating me. Tane leaned over my back whispering softly into my ear. "First

warning, don't do this again. Understand?" Only when I somehow managed to nod he

released the leather strap, letting me breath again. Again I was too slow to

open my legs, and this time he slapped me much harder. I bit down hard on my lip

to keep from screaming, and succeeded in both, keeping quiet and opening my legs

far enough.

The next time he slapped my ass I cried out once more, but didn't move, which I

was rewarded with a noncommittal grunt. Four more slaps landed on my ass before

he got up again, this time positioning one foot at either side of my body, and

bent down. Once more he began slapping my ass, but then moved down to my thighs.

It didn't hurt all that much, and the pain he inflicted went away rather fast.

My shouts came mostly from being unprepared. But I'm not that accustomed to

having my ass slapped.

After working on my thighs Tane stopped for a moment. I could already hear him

breathing hard, mostly from the exercise, but maybe he was also getting excited.

When his next slap landed squarely upon my pussy I jerked up involuntarily,

nearly knocking him off the bed. He must have anticipated this reaction because

he had been steadying himself beforehand, but before I could react in any way

the strap around my neck was already strung tight and my vision went wavery for

a moment. Tears began to spring to my eyes but I tried hard to fight them. All

the while Tane cursed under his breath, jumping from the bed, then jerking hard

on first one ankle, then the other, tying them to the posts of the bed. My knees

instantly began to hurt, being strained at an unusual angle. "Second warning.

Now it should be harder for you to disobey me, but if you do I'll make sure that

you will never ever disobey me again."

His voice was very near to a growl, and I preferred not to answer. Once again he

got up on the bed and resumed where he had stopped, slapping my pussy. With the

next slap I jerked as before, but the restraints held me tightly in place, only

resulting in bringing more pain from my knee than from my pussy. Before I could

calm down he slapped me again, then once more, and again, again, again ...

When he finally stopped I was whimpering constantly, tears streaking my face, my

pussy being one throbbing big bunch of flesh. My ass and thighs were slick with

sweat and juice, and although I couldn't quite understand my own body, most of

that was not the residue of our fucking from before. I might be wailing like a

banshee, but some part of me was getting hot by being slapped. Now that was

something to consider.

But Tane didn't leave me enough time for idle thoughts about my state of mind.

Before I had even been able to breathe once more after the last slap he was

already hunkering down between my spread legs and plunged into me, this time not

starting slowly or something. The pain that was only just beginning to subside

bloomed again, and I pressed my face into the pillow to keep my screams as

muffled as possible. He felt hard enough to soon be about to come, and I counted

that that would be the end of it. Of course he didn't make it that easy for me.

Although beaten and a bit raw my body already began to react to the stimulus of

him fucking me hard and fast, and the first pangs of pleasure began to spread

through my flesh. Call me a slut, but I'm not that hard to get off. When the

pleasure began to reach the same level as the pain he reached around my body and

firmly gripped my tits in his hands. No gently caress, and when he punched my

nipples I had to stifle another cry, but although it hurt it somehow aroused me,

too.

"You like that, don't you?" He was already panting, yet I could still hear that

cold anger from before in his voice. I didn't really dare speak up, but I also

dreaded not to answer him. But again he didn't really wait for a reply, but

instead let go of my breasts, stopped his pumping in my pussy, withdrew from me,

spread my ass cheeks some more, and then pushed his cock into my ass.

For a moment my world went red, and now I really arched my back, although I

didn't have the means to bolt. Only my being really wet saved me from being

ripped open, as his cock was slippery from my pussy, but he pushed far too fast

into my ass to let me adjust to it. I've only once had a man fuck me up there,

and it hadn't been all that bad, but unprepared it simply hurt. Now his rather

fat cock was a real bane.

To me it seemed as if he had plunged right into my ass, but when he finally

withdrew and then entered me again with the same speed it was already getting

bearable. As rough as he seemed to handle me he was still holding back a bit,

making sure that it just hurt me, but no more.

When he finally began to steadily fuck me it was slower than he had fucked my

pussy, and he held my hips tight enough to prevent me from any jerking movements

that might have caused me more pain than release. Just when I thought that it

began to get fun he took hold on the strap around my neck and drew it towards

him, bringing my face out of the pillow and making me take short gasping

breaths. With his other hand he went under my body, found my clit and began

rubbing it hard and fast with two fingers, briefly stopping to dunk them once

into my still wet pussy, then went on with enough lubrication. How he still

managed to fuck my ass I don't know. Yet he evidently did, from the sensations

that went through me.

Soon my vision began to waver again, narrowing itself on the edges. My panic

rose instantly, and I wanted to buck some more, when my whole body began to

shiver and I lost control. Only then I realized that he wasn't already

strangling me, but that a really hard orgasm was beginning to wreck through me,

nearly making me black out by the sheer force of it. So I only gasped and

shivered, jerking a bit, but unable to really cry out because of lack of air,

while he steadily fucked and rubbed me raw. I was sure that he was feeling it.

He could impossibly not feel it, yet he went on mercilessly, keeping me coming

for a really long time.

When my whole energy seemed to be spent I simply went slack, although my muscles

still shivered and contracted, but I couldn't hold myself up any more. Tears

flowed down freely over my cheeks, but no sound came out of my mouth, and I was

even too exhausted to heave my shoulders while crying. Only dimly I noted Tane

withdrawing from me, then loosening my leg restrains and the strap around my

throat, permitting me to breathe freely again. While he removed the restraints

around my arms I was already curling up into a foetal position, drawing my knees

up to my chin. He let me, and while I cried I could hear him rummaging around

the room, then exiting and shortly after that returning.

When he lay down beside me I let him draw me into an embrace, cuddling me

against him, softly stroking my hair and uttering some soothing words to calm me

down. It took me long to get my bearings back, and when I finally did I just lay

there and let him soothe me some more. I hurt all over, but it was mostly a

somehow even comfortable pain, not unlike the feelings I got when I was fucked a

bit too thoroughly. I guess exactly that had happened, although I had never

endured something like that before.

When I felt ready to talk again I raised my head from the hollow of his neck and

looked at him. He calmly gazed down at me, not showing a single emotion on his

face. I didn't know how he managed that, but I somehow envied him. After having

stared at him for more than a minute he let his hands rest on my body and

finally asked. "Changed your decision yet?" It was somehow hard to admit, and my

mind was already running rampage to get me to tell him that I was off the first

minute I regained the strength to stand on my own feet again, but that was not

what my body and instinct decided. And once more I let my mind run loose without

paying it any heed. "No, I'll stay."

He blinked, the first sign of anything coming back to his face. It was a mixture

of satisfaction and surprise, both a bit contradictory, but hey, neither of us

both was all that predictable. "Sure?" I nodded, and then did something I

wouldn't have imagined only a short time before. I heaved myself up a bit and

kissed him long and passionately. This time I was quick enough to get my

tongue between his lips before he could do the same to me. Guess I nearly

surprised him as much as I did myself. He let me fare for a while, then gently

pushed me down to again lay at his side. He didn't need to do more than dip my

arms, I was already tired enough to no longer be able to hold myself atop him.

Tane smiled gently down at me, softly toughing my cheek, wiping the last tears

away. "Liked it?" I took my time to ponder that question, not really finding an

answer. He let me, but I could feel him getting nervous. So I waited some more.

I didn't have much means to torture him, but the few I got I would use. At least

now, I just needed that.

When he was about to ask again I breathed out loud and cut him short with that.

"I don't know. I came, so I must have liked it, must I not?" He studied my face

a while before he answered. "Could be just the reaction of your body. You needed

some kind of release, and when I rid you of all the other means, that was the

outcome." I thought about that for a moment, but then shook my head. "Might be

part of it, but for some of it I'm to be held accountable. You did a good job of

hurting me, but somehow it was all arousing me, too. If you hadn't nearly

strangled me, you would have heard me shout in pleasure, too." I tried to scold

him a bit, but his grin just widened, but I guess he got the meaning

nevertheless. "Maybe I'll change that the next time. I guess I prefer hearing

you scream your voice raw over getting you off faster. But at least for tonight

I had to distract you from what I had in mind, and I guess in that I succeeded."

He then moved one of his hands down to my ass and gently stroked my

still-hurting anus. I shot him a glare which he chose to ignore, instead bending

down to quickly kiss me. When I could breathe free again I voiced my thoughts

nevertheless. "You could at least have prepared me a little or used more

lubricant. For a moment I really thought you were going to split me in two."

Tane just smirked and let his finger wander to my pussy to push into me,

wriggling around a bit. Then he pulled out again and slowly began to push the

finger inside my ass. He didn't have to push hard for my muscles to give. All

the while he kept his gaze locked with mine, and I did everything to put all the

contempt into my eyes that I could manage. The effect was quite diminished when

I began to moan and pushed against his finger, making him laugh again, a sound I

had already been missing dearly. When he pulled out again I nearly asked him to

continue, but stopped myself before a single sound came over my lips. I didn't

know if I could take it if he really went on.

"Forgive me that comment, but you are just a little bit insatiable." I managed a

weak smile and let him roll me on my other side, snuggling up against his front

with my back. He cuddled me some more and gently stroked my raised hip.

Just when I was about to drift off I felt him slowly edging his cock between my

legs. Without opening my eyes I shifted my legs a bit to make his work easier,

drawing a low chuckle from him that vibrated through my whole body. "Back or

front?" His breath whispered over my ears and tickled me just a bit. I resigned

myself to a shrug. "Do as you like. But don't expect much of me, I'm so tired."

Again he laughed, when I felt him slide inside my vagina. At least that solved

the lube problem, but I guess a mouthful of saliva would also have done the job.

But I didn't complain when he held me a bit tighter and gently began to move

inside of me. Once more I began to drift into that state between waking and

sleeping, relishing his tender caresses that kept me partly awake. He didn't

rush it, not really out to cum himself or get me there, just slowly fucking me.

Once again my mind roused itself out of the stupor, enough to let me ask one

last question. "I thought you only played rough?" Again he chuckled, although it

was a sleepy sound. "Guess when I've spent enough energy I can also turn down

the pace. Even I get tired eventually." Then he softly kissed my neck, and I let

myself go. After all not a bad way of falling asleep.

Caught Fire

Part 2

By Dari

The next morning waking up was a slow process. More than once my eyes fluttered

open, but before they could focus on anything, I drifted asleep again. Some part

of me registered Tane getting up, but the majority of me refused to even roll to

my other side to enquire the truth of this information, and before I could

ponder that question, I was already dozing again.

When the moments of partly being awake lengthened to seconds, and then even to a

minute, I finally flopped from my side onto my back - and instantly opened my

eyes in shock as a searing pain found its way from my nether regions up to my

brain.

For some never-ending seconds I just lay there, panting, and then rolled over

again, to get up on my feet in one swift motion. Muscles contracted, a slight

shiver went through my left leg, being followed by a cramp that nearly brought

me back down on the bed. With a long drawn groan I began to softly massage my

cramping leg muscles, moving to my other leg before it could develop similar

conditions, and then straightened up again. I just felt a mess, and for once I

was rather happy not to be able to see myself.

Warm sunlight streamed in through the open window, and everything seemed so

peacefully. Well, almost everything. Before I could stop myself I shot the

leather restraints that still decorated the foot of the bed a baleful glance.

Nothing wakes you up like your body complaining about the way it had been

treated.

Slowly I made my way to the window, not really to gaze out but more to test the

reliability of my legs. After some initial shivers they gave up and resumed

their normal duty, yet other parts of my body now remembered that they had been

in use yesterday. Tentatively I touched first my ass and the backs of my thighs.

The flesh was not really red and didn't really hurt as long as I just touched

it, but the brief warning I got when lying on my back told me much about the

actual condition should I ever dare to sit down again. After looking at my

slightly sticky and grimy fingers I decided that I was due for a bath, or at

least a thorough attempt of using water, before I might even consider checking

on the rest of me.

As there was absolutely nothing lying around on the floor I assumed that Tane

had taken my clothes with him to the front room. I didn't even want to know why,

but he would surely tell him when I came for an enquiry.

Slowly I made my way to the door, moving very carefully. My body adjusted

swiftly to the normal motions it should have remembered already, and by the time

I walked into the living room I didn't even have to clench my teeth all that

tight any longer. Tane looked up the moment I entered, just closing the book

that was lying on front of him on the table. His merry smile turned to a smirk

after seeing me just stand in the door, and I suspected that the sound that

escaped him when I hesitantly made my way into the room was a suppressed

chuckle. But right now I was really not in the mood to react in any way to that.

"Morning."

Fighting to drown his laugh, Tane swallowed hard before answering me, his voice

far too joyous for my likings. "And a good morning to you, too, lovely." Now

that had to be rewarded with a dark glare, as pathetic it must have looked

coming from me now, but he only kept his slight smile up. Good man, knew at

least sometimes what was good for him. "Do you want breakfast now?" I shook my

head and futilely searched the room for any traces of my clothing. "No, I'd

rather go wash myself beforehand. Do you perchance know where my clothes are?"

Again a meaningful swallow. "I'll have them ready for you when you come back.

You know where to find the creek?" I nodded and then without waiting for any

further kind of encouragement took my leave. I didn't have to search long for

said rivulet, finding it on the far side of the plateau, rushing down the rock

wall in a nice sparkling waterfall. The water was rather cold, but at least

numbed the skin of my shoulders the moment I slipped under it.

For some moments I just stood there and let the water beat down on my body, then

left the fall and waded out into the pool that formed before the small creek

went for the far cliff to tumble down another waterfall. At the deepest part it

came up to midthigh, deep enough considering myself already loosing the feeling

in my toes.

Slowly I lowered myself into the water, not bothering to splash water over my

body but instead letting the water do most of the cleaning job. It was too cold

to really soak herein, but it was better than a lone bucket of water, even if it

were warm.

When I couldn't stand it any longer I made my way back to the dew-wet grass and

just stood there for another minute, letting the sun dry my skin. I was still

shivering, not really feeling warmer when my arms were already dry, yet covered

in goose bumps. I decided that now was the time to assess the overall damage,

and let my right hand slide from my hip down to my crotch. The moment I touched

my pussy lips the pain that had been numbed by the water flared back to life,

making me hiss a bit. Gently I stroked a finger down the swollen flesh and

briefly entered my vagina. Nothing wrong there, not even any additional pain,

same as with my ass, which really made me wonder a bit. The whole region was a

bit numb and strangely sensitive to my touch, but that was to be expected.

If he hadn't slapped me all that much I might not even be feeling all that bad.

This realization didn't really help me in the least, as I really hurt now, so it

didn't bother me what would have been if this or that hadn't happened. As I had

told Tane yesterday, now that the consequences were visible, I would deal with

them, not dwell on the ifs and maybes. Before I left for the house I took a last

look at my reflection in the water. Now I looked at least like a human again,

yet the regular two-finger spanning bruises on my neck made me wonder that I

could swallow without problems.

When I re-entered the house Tane still sat where I had left him, but a glass of

milk, bread and some cheese occupied the table at my place. With some

satisfaction I noticed a stack of clean clothes resting on the bench. As he

didn't sweep his attention from the book to me I just picked up the clothes,

sorted them and then began to put them on. The panties I managed, with two

suppressed groans and a murmured curse that drew a chuckle from across the

table, but when I picked up the bodice, I gave up. While getting into the slip

my shoulders had remembered that they also existed, and now insisted on not

being useable enough to accomplish the task of letting me bend my arms back

enough to lace a bodice that closed in the back. Who invented such stupid

things, anyway?

I hesitated for a moment, then cleared my throat, although I was sure that Tane

had been following my every movement from out of the corner of his eye. Yet he

made a great show up looking up from his book to look at me with great interest.

"Could you please lend me a hand there? You picked the clothes, and you're

responsible for me being unable to get into them alone, so the least you could

do is help me." Mischief lurked in his eyes when he got up and went behind my

back, but instead of tying the bodice he embraced me and softly kissed the side

of my neck. "As I've been such a bad boy I'm more than willing to help you

there." Before I could answer or turn around he let go of me and began to adjust

the bodice. "Uhm, if you don't mind I'd like to be able to breathe, so could you

not suffocate me again?" He just laughed and went on lacing the most hated part

of my clothing up, yet made sure that it only fit snugly, not limiting my chest

while drawing breath.

When he had finished I was just about to thank him, when he took hold of my ass

cheeks and squeezed. Of course it hurt, whom had I been kidding? Yet I didn't

give him the satisfaction of whimpering, just bit down on my lip and tensed up a

bit. "Oh, come on, you nearly couldn't walk straight just minutes ago, be so

kind to admit that I did my job right yesterday evening." I snorted briefly, but

held some witty remark about trying harder back. He might take me by my word,

and I really didn't want to encourage him any more. So I stuck to the truth.

"It's getting better by the minute, but rest assured, even without you reminding

my body again I still feel the remnants of your tender care." Or at least to the

ironic version of it. Tane just laughed again, gave me a last pat on my behind

and walked back to his seat. I hurried to get into the rest of my clothes, all

parts from the purchase yesterday, and then slowly sat down on the bench. Yes,

it hurt. But I managed it.

After I had blinked away the tears I downright wolfed down the food, only

realizing how hungry I was after biting the first hunk of bread from the loaf.

While I refilled my belly Tane just sat opposite me and watched. When I drowned

the last bit of milk he got up again and then handed me a cup of some clear,

steaming liquid. Before I could ask he explained. "I've been in the village we

came through yesterday this morning, chatting a bit with the local midwife. For

you a cup each morning, so we won't need her next spring." I eyed the cup some

more, shooting it some suspicious glances. Not that I had any morale problems

with contraceptives, I just knew all too well how awful they tasted. But

considering the amount of our activity I should already have thought of

something like that myself, and waiting didn't make it taste any better. So I

closed my eyes and drowned the whole cup in one draught. "I've been so free to

add some honey. It smelled so strongly that I thought you might appreciate that,

at least a bit." I did, although it still tasted like bile. A curt "Thanks." was

all I could manage, but Tane didn't seem offended.

"Now that your basic needs seem to be satisfied, I might as well try to begin to

teach you how to become a danger to yourself and the rest of the world. Or are

you still too bleary-eyed for a lesson?" I shook my head. I was as awake as I

would get, so we could just as well begin. Might be better than any alternative

that involved moving even a bit from my momentary position.

Over the next three hours or so Tane told me most that could possibly exist

about elemental fire magic. He made it clear from the start that any kind of

theoretical approach wouldn't really get me any further, but it was a nice

interlude. Although one might say that as a man he was kind of hard to stomach,

but as a teacher there was nothing to bitch about him. At least I was able to

follow his ventures without encountering any problems. When he had finished and

got up to get himself something to drink I was really kind of awed about what I

might be able to accomplish if I would ever be able to control it. He had

admitted that there might be a slight chance that I would never be able to get a

really good grip on my talent, but he also hinted that I had already done

something that made that quite unlikely. Don't ask me what he meant by that, as

far as I knew he hadn't yet seen what I was capable of.

When Tane returned from the creek he stopped just inside the door and extended

his hand towards me. "Come on, get up, we'll continue outside. It's still warm

enough to not rot inside this cursed house." I just murmured something in

response, making no attempt of getting up. He snickered. "And the long grass

should be softer than the bench you are right now residing at. Or do you need

some encouragement from my side?" Before he had taken more than two steps in my

direction I was already at my feet and well out of his reach. Tane just laughed

and then turned around again. "It's almost always just a thing of proper

motivation. I'll wait outside if you need a little more time." I snarled

soundlessly at his turned back and then followed at his heel. I wouldn't give

him more to taunt me with if I could help it. And as a wounded pride always

stings more than sore muscles I tried to hide the latter as much as possible.

Tane sat down under one of the trees that stood next to the house and waited for

me to take my seat. When I flopped down a good meter away from him he raised one

eyebrow in mock disappointment. "So far away from me? Do you want to punish me

with the absence of your beautiful body?" I frowned briefly when he made a show

of leering down at my breasts, then inched a bit closer to him. Still not

content with the result he got up and crawled over to sit down behind me, with

his outstretched legs at the sides of my body. I didn't resist when he slung his

arms around my middle and drew me back against him.

For a while he just held me, and I was about to close my eyes when his seldom

resting hands began to move away from my belly. I chuckled deep in my throat,

making him stop in mid motion. "Is something wrong?" His breath tickled the soft

hairs at the nape of my neck, sending a slight shiver down my spine. "No, I was

just debating with myself how long you could possibly hold still without

beginning to fondle me." When I stretched my head back to look at his face

without turning around I saw him smile down on me. "And, do you mind? Am I

distracting you from something?" While he spoke he finished the path his hands

had been taking, moving them up to rest on my breasts. I spared myself an answer

and rested my head on his shoulder, while he gently kneaded my tits.

"You know, you do wear quite too much. If I intended to really start something,

I'd have to rid you of most of your clothes to do so." I smiled in spite of

myself, moving my hands to come to rest atop his, making him stop. "You were the

one to buy them, you laid them out for me in the morning, don't complain now." I

got a good-natured grunt for an answer. "You would have thrown a tantrum if I

had omitted something. I'm still amazed that you went out to wash yourself

without demanding the clothes beforehand."

"Now I'm not that modest. You've already seen me naked, and there's no one else

around, so why bother?" Again he chuckled, turned his hands around to slide his

fingers over mine and then intertwine his with my hands over my belly. "I also

wouldn't mind you running around naked the whole day through." I just pulled a

face. "The grass would be itching quite a bit, and I might be leaving wet spots

all over your furniture." Again I looked up to meet his eyes, and the look he

rewarded me with was just a little bit hungry. "Maybe I'd let you wear your

underwear, or just that linen underdress, to let at least something to the

imagination - I'd like to savour the impression your body leaves with me for

longer, not getting all too used to it." He hummed a bit, evidently musing about

that topic. "Maybe just your underdress, and then throw you in the cold water,

your nipples would surely stand up quite perky underneath the wet cloth."

For that I squeezed two of his fingers enough to hear the bones creak a bit,

only resulting in him turning his light embrace into a kind of deadlock for some

seconds before settling back again, leaving me gasping for a moment. "You really

have way too much strength. Couldn't you use that for useful things like

chucking wood or something?" Once more he laughed softly. "Why chuck it when I

can make a whole tree burn for hours?" That didn't deserve a response, so I

didn't grant him one.

Again he began humming, while letting go of my fingers. Instead of just keeping

still he began to gather the folds of the skirt of my dress between his fingers,

slowly edging the fabric up to my hips. I just watched him, again neither

helping nor hindering him, partly too lazy, and knowing fully well that any

resistance I might put up would only encourage him. The undergarment did him the

favour to accompany the heavier fabric above without further encouragement.

When my legs were bare with the cloth ridden up to my hips he moved his right

hand down to my bare thigh, and then without further hesitating up to my belly

and inside my panties. I inhaled sharply when his fingers touched my tender

flesh, but that didn't stop him of course. Instead he only settled his other arm

firmer over my ribcage, drawing me up against him more tightly.

Then he applied a bit more pressure to his caress, drawing a slight whimper from

me. "Shh. Just checking if everything is okay with you." Tane slid back a bit

and drew my upped body with him, making me lean back even more, shifting my

position. Still gentle but without hesitation he entered my vagina with one

finger, sliding it in until his palm lay flat over my labia, then sliding out

again, then back in, now using two fingers at once. I stopped whimpering the

moment he quit rubbing over my hurting pussy lips. "Seems to be undamaged." I

just nodded, not really surprised that he didn't quit sliding his fingers in and

out of me. When he finally stopped and withdrew them they must have been wet

again, which didn't particularly vex me when I felt him sliding his fingers back

to my anus. It felt a bit awkward from this angle when he forced one finger past

my sphincter, but I didn't protest. Surprisingly he left it with one probe,

retracting his finger again and moving his hand back to lightly rest over my

pussy lips. It somehow fit that he had to rest his hand there where it hurt the

most.

Once more he started to run his fingers over my labia, drawing small gasps from

me. With every turn he brought his fingers down with more pressure, until I

nearly jerked out of his grip when it got too much. He only drew me back against

him again, still making no detectable sound. When I had settled down again he

slipped his fingers out of my panties, took hold of the fabric on one side at

the hollow between leg and crotch and moved it to the other side, all the while

drawing the partly squashed slip tightly into the crack between my ass cheeks.

With my pussy now exposed he slid his fingers down my nether lips for one more

time. His fingers stopped at my hole shortly, before he moved two of them inside

me again, slowly sliding in and out.

I sighed and let the tension that had been taking hold of me go, settling back

against him more comfortably. Just when I felt my body begin to react to his

work, Tane started to talk, assuming his lecturing tone once more. That guy

really had timing, unbelievable.

"I don't know how long it will take until you'll be able to call forth fire

without being in an emotional crisis beforehand, but I'll start with the

practical part right now." I grunted noncommittal. "Shouldn't you be stopping

one of your two tasks if you want my full attention at either one of them? I can

already tell you now that I won't be able to concentrate for some minutes, even

if you stop it right now." Tane only grinned mischievously. "I have no intention

of doing that." "Thought so."

He sighed before speaking on. "You won't need their stupid state of a clear mind

and focused concentration. We don't use magic with our mind, our source lies

partly here," he briefly moved his free hand to lie approximately above my gut,

"and partly here." He wriggled the two fingers that were sheathed inside me a

bit, nearly making me jump when he encountered the second most important spot of

my body. After uttering a low chuckle Tane went on. "So I guess I'm only helping

to speed up the process. Of course I would stop if you could present me with

another reason than your slightly diverted concentration?" I shook my head.

"Don't bother."

"Well, I won't let you cum anyway, so your sense should stay gathered at least a

bit." I couldn't say that I wasn't a bit disappointed, but what I had seen of

him until now indicated that he wouldn't keep that threat up the whole day.

From here he continued explaining the things he had only briefly said in the

morning, stressing what I might feel or what I should picture before my inner

eye. From time to time my concentration visibly slipped, but when he saw that he

lost me, he explained again, and moved his fingers a bit less persistently.

This must have gone on for about half an hour, me already wondering that I was

still lasting without either threatening to cum or getting bored, but I guess

the former was because he hadn't once touched my clit, and the latter might be

accounted for by his steadily changing rhythm and crossing his fingers or

spreading them a bit - and maybe the fact that he seemed to know exactly how to

handle me.

After seemingly having explained all there was he told me to try it out. Of

course nothing happened when I tried to set the bundle of grass in front of me

on fire, but that didn't surprise any one of us. Tane curtly demonstrated what

he wanted from me, and I thought to feel something around him the instant before

the grass burnt down to ashes, but couldn't reproduce it, even after the tenth

attempt. When there was no grass standing around us any more, Tane sighed

heavily and let his fingers slide completely out of me. I instantly felt empty,

a feeling I only knew in the slight beginnings, never so strongly, but he just

stared down on his hand for a moment. The skin was coated with my juice from

fingertips to wrist, most on the two fingers he had fucking me with, and

slightly wrinkled. Too much liquid, I guess. Instead of wiping his hand clean on

the grass or going over to the river to wash it he just got up and made a big

show of liking his fingers clean. I just smirked, rearranged my clothes and got

to my feet on my own account. The fabric of my slip was instantly soaked, but I

didn't really bother. It would dry, and this kind of stain wasn't hard to get

out, anyway.

Tane told me to stay here and went back into the house. When he came back, he

carried a small leather-wrapped bundle in one hand. Can't say that I didn't get

suspicious the moment I saw it. He just snickered. "It's so easy to vex you.

Just my shaving knife." His snicker turned into a full-fledged chuckle when I

kept frowning, but I couldn't hold that back. He than extended his free hand

towards me. "Come on, I'll show you the caves. I won't bite, I promise." I took

my time to keep the frown up for another moment, then smiled and went over to

him. Tane briefly hugged me, and then off we went.

The caves were stalactite caves carved out of the stone of the cliff by a

shallow band of water that merged together with the rivulet from the waterfall.

It was dark as night inside, and Tane hadn't brought any torches, but

considering the shimmering ball of light that danced on his outstretched hand he

didn't need any in the first place. We didn't have to go far, just a few bends

of the rill, until we came into a cavern full of pools of water. The air was

rather humid, with water condensing all over the stones, and steam was rising

off the pools. On the other side of the cavern I saw another tunnel going deeper

into the mountain, but as Tane stopped I guessed that we had reached our

destination.

While he began to somehow suspend small flickering balls of yellow light around

some of the rock formations I hunkered down next to one of the pools and

tentatively touched my fingers into the water. It was soothingly warm, not as

hot as I might have guessed from the amount of steam, but considering the cool

air that came drifting through the cavern it seemed rather normal.

When Tane had finished his task of lighting up the cavern he came to stand next

to me. "I guess it's time for a little soaking in the water, you'll see it will

not only do wonders to your general state of cleanness." Without further

explanation he began to undress. I just stayed crouched down by the pool and

gazed up at him. After ridding himself of his clothes Tane smirked at me, and

slid into the steaming water, emitting a low sigh. "You can always jump in fully

clothed if you want to, but it's much more comfortable this way, believe me."

While he submerged fully into the water I began to also undress, only struggling

briefly with the bodice. Who ever had invented these things must have been quite

a bastard. Tane was watching me while drifting in the water, splashing around a

bit. I didn't wait any longer, partly because I instantly began to shiver when

the cool air caressed my skin, and followed him in.

It really felt good, and I didn't object when he came wading over to me to

cuddle me against his chest. The pool was not really deep, the water coming to

my shoulders when I stood straight, but it was perfect for drifting around. Tane

then drew me over to the other side of the pool where I could feel a ledge just

about knee level. He sat down, drawing me upon his lap, and kissed me while

slowly kneading my back. I leant into him and arranged my legs left and right of

his so that I was straddling him when he briefly brushed my thigh with his cock.

Tane stopped for a moment and fixed his gaze on my face. "Just a little relaxed

fucking, if you want, nothing serious. I still don't want you to get too hot." I

blinked, still not really understanding why, but then reached down to take hold

of his penis and slid myself down on him. He sighed again and leant back against

the wall of the pool at his back, while I began to move up and down on his

shaft.

"It's not like I want to keep you away from your well earned fun." He chuckled

when I began to frown once more. "I just want to test a theory. Bear with me, I

promise to make up for it later." When I finally nodded, he slightly kissed my

lips before venturing on. "Just stop before you feel yourself getting too close.

You can tell that better than me." When I nodded again, he drew my upper body

nearer to him and began to softly kiss the side of my neck. I just closed my

eyes and let my mind drift, relishing the combined sensations of him inside me,

the warm lull of the water around us, and his soft caresses.

Some minutes later he let his hands fall from my back down to around my waist,

and stopped me there. "I guess it's time to get to the real purpose of us

getting here. Climb out here and sit down at the rim, I'll be back in a moment."

Without waiting for an agreement from my side he just heaved me from his cock

and then swam to the other side of the pool, back to his clothes. I just sighed

and then crawled out of the water to sit down on the cold rock outside. After

the warmth of the water it seemed to be even colder than before. Long before

Tane returned with his knife, I was shivering all over.

Tane kneeled down on the ledge he had been sitting on before, smirking a bit. He

just looked too content to sit down in the water with me freezing outside, but I

didn't object. "Now lay back, with your ass just at the rim. You can prop

yourself up at your elbows if you want to watch." When I did as he told me I

shivered harder once when the cool rock touched my spine.

He took his time to rearrange my legs, bending them at the knees but keeping

them well spread. Then he ran his wet and hot hands op my belly to gently

squeeze my nipples for a moment. Already rock hard they softened a bit under his

warm fingers, but when he let go of my breasts again, the cool air made them

stiffen all the more. If was just a bit painful, and I growled a bit while

directing an angry look down at Tane. He just kept smirking, took up the knife

again and then gently ran the fingers of his free hand through the hairs over my

crotch. When he touched my pussy lips I inhaled sharply, but the pain I had been

waiting for only showed up as a dull ache. When he saw my mildly bewildered look

Tane grinned. "Told you that the water would grant some small wonders. Now keep

still, you won't want me to accidentally nick you." I hadn't moved a muscle, yet

I would heed his warning nevertheless.

The touch of the blade of the knife against my skin was cold enough to make me

shiver again, but Tane paid me no attention. While he slowly scraped the knife

over my pussy, he looked quite concentrated, with his tongue sticking out

between his lips. It was interesting to watch him work, yet I couldn't qualm a

flutter down in my guts. I trusted him somehow not to hurt me this way on

purpose, but I knew that he wouldn't loose a night's rest if it really happened.

So I kept gnawing on my lower lip and hoped for him not to slip.

Tane took his time, first removing the hair at the top, then at the sides of my

pussy lips, moving down slowly. He even made sure that nothing grew anywhere

back towards my anus. By the time he finished I was so cold that it cost me much

to suppress any tremors or heavier shivers that might make working for him

harder. I couldn't hold back a sigh of relieve when he laid the knife down next

to me and once again washed any excess hair down with a handful of water. Then

he gently breathed down the skin, sending shivers through my body that had next

to nothing to do with being cold. When he ran his fingers lightly down my pussy

again, I realized how sensitive the skin had gotten with the removal of my pubic

hair. Not that it had been all that much, but still, I could feel a difference.

When I made attempts to get up Tane extended one hand to my torso and pressed me

down again. "Wait a moment until you're all dried up, maybe some hairs have

escaped me." The look on his face was innocent enough, yet I was sure that he

knew that he had completely shaved me. But who was I to protest?

While I lay there shivering now more evidently, he began to trace invisible

lines down my thigh. "Do you still believe that you are not able to control your

fire?" I blinked, a bit baffled by his change of topic. I hadn't anticipated him

resuming his lecture now. When I finally shook my head a slight smile crept on

his face. "The least I know is that you can already call it forth at will.

Control it might be a too strong expression, but I am sure that you could bring

up a bout of flame even now."

My brows went up on their own account, without me even wanting to frown. "Why do

you think that? You saw it outside when I couldn't even make the grass smoke,

let alone catch fire." He just shrugged. "I guess it's only because you want to

believe that you can't call it. Maybe it's still the fright from your former

life, when bringing up fire in the middle of the day might have had dire

consequences for you, but that's the only thing that is keeping you from it." I

shook my head, rather vehemently. "Why would I do such a thing?"

Tane pulled a face. "Don't ask me that, I don't know how things work inside of

you. But when you're desperate enough, or simply loosing your grip, you don't

seem to have problems with it." Now that really made me frown, and I sat up a

bit so that I didn't have to crane my neck to look at him. "How would you know

that?" His smile darkened a bit, yet laughter sparkled in his eyes. "Look at the

scorch marks around the head of the bed. All from you. Although the bout of

flame that you brought forth when I rushed you a bit I instantly winked out with

air, that might have been enough to set the hut on fire." When he saw the look

of pure disbelieve on my face, Tane burst into a short laughing fit.

"Now don't look at me that way, I know what I have seen, and felt. At least now

I've got a few hairs less on my forearms." I was still kind of too shocked to

process that information. "Sorry if I did that but ..." He just shook his head

when I began to stammer my apology. "Don't be sorry, I provoked it, at least for

you nearly turning me into a living torch I'm responsible. But I had to see how

you would react, and how much you are already capable of. Just making you cum

wouldn't have told me much, because the risk that nothing would happen was too

great."

My mind slowly began to catch up on all that, and with the realization of the

content came the anger. I downright glowered down at him. "So you nearly

strangled me just to look if I might or might not set anything on fire?" His

smile didn't falter an instant. "Well, yes, kind of. But if you don't like that

version, tell yourself that I just did it because I was getting off on that.

Both theories are right, by the way." With that he reached up to wrap his hands

around my waist and drew my down into the water. Warmth rushed back into my

body, yet I yelped when the hot liquid splashed against my newly shaven flesh.

Tane made attempts to draw me to him, but I put my hands up against his chest

and glowered at him. I wouldn't just let this topic drop this time. When he saw

the look on my face he just smiled. "Don't be cross with me, you know that I'm a

real bastard." He then leant into me, ignoring my attempt to keep him off and

kissed me hard, sliding his tongue inside my mouth without waiting for me to

respond to his kiss. Once I didn't resist the temptation and bit down, gently

yet persistently, on his tongue. Tane didn't pull back just growled low on his

throat and tightened his grip around my waist. I gave in, let him freely

intertwine his tongue with mine. He then slid his hands down to rest on my

buttocks, kneading them not too gently.

When he finally broke the kiss my resolve to get back at him was already

faltering. His blue eyes were so close to mine that I could see small dark

splotches in his iris', something I hadn't noticed before. While I studied his

eyes intently he let go of my body, brought his hands up to my arms and then

drew them from his chest to around his neck. Then he took hold of my legs at the

back side at the top of my thighs, forcing me to give up my stance and let him

hold me. He shifted his grip, and while still gazing straight into my eyes he

brought me down on his cock again. He was hard enough so that he didn't need any

additional guidance,

Once more I tried to direct an angry look at him, but kind of failed. When I

only saw him begin to smile I gave in and wrapped my legs around his ass,

pushing the whole length of him inside me. When his pubic hair scratched

coarsely over my shaven pussy I shivered once more. He judged my reaction right.

"See, it's not just to my convenience when I'm eating you out. The sensitivity

will lessen in a day or two, but the intensity of your sensations will stay

powered up." He grinned, at least until I guided my lips to his and kissed him

again.

After letting me draw his breath from him Tane waded over to one of the walls of

the pool and lightly pushed my back against it. The texture of the rock was a

bit coarse against my skin, but years of flowing water had smoothened it, so it

didn't hurt, even when he began to pump right into me.

When he rested his cheek against my shoulder, barring me the possibility of

kissing his mouth again, I strengthened my embrace about his shoulders so I had

a better hold of him, and closed my eyes. His strokes were hard and fast,

eventually drawing small moans from me. He then grunted briefly. "It's still up,

tell me before you are getting near the edge." I nodded, murmuring something

that might have been an agreement, and chose to ignore it on the spot. He

wouldn't talk to me, so I wouldn't follow his words. Regrettably he came before

me and stopped fucking me while squirting his semen into my pussy. I tried to

keep the disappointment off my face when he slid out of me, but didn't manage it

from the tightening around his eyes.

"You had no intention to stop me, hadn't you?" His voice had a slightly hissing

quality to it, but again I ignored that. "Not if I could avoid it. Why should

you be the only one to be granted release?" The smile he directed at me was

rather nasty. "Because I tell you. Do I have to teach you a lesson on that?" I

could clearly see him getting angry with me, but I was longing to cum. It had

been the third time now that he hadn't let me orgasm, and my patience was

wearing out quickly. So I forced a merry smile on my face to answer him. "Maybe

that would be rewarded with more success than your futile tries to teach me how

to call forth the fire."

The moment the words left my mouth I knew I had overstepped my limits, and I

didn't need to see his shoulders tense. No smile showed on his face now, and I

already started to utter an apology when he drew his arm back and hit me hard

enough in the face to let me stumble back against the wall of the pool in my

back. I didn't even have the time to whimper or anything before he downright

threw me out of the pool, jumped out after me, gripped me by the hair and one

arm and hauled me back out of the cave.

By the time we came to the outside I found the breath to beg him to stop, that

I was sorry, but he just stopped for a moment to backhand me across my mouth,

shouting at me to keep quiet, and then resumed his way towards the hut. The

weather had changed in the time we had spent in the cave. Dark clouds threatened

to bring rain down on us, and thunder growled in the distance. It somehow fit

his mood I might add.

My face stung enough to bring tears into my eyes, and I resigned myself to

whimpering now that I was told to keep my mouth shut. Tane really didn't look

like he was in the mood to argue. At the hut he stopped again, looked up at the

sky, seemingly judging the way the clouds moved, then pulled me towards the

upwind side of the house. There he gave me a shove that brought me to the floor.

I didn't dare move, just lay there and waited what might come next. I didn't

have to wait for long, as Tane took hold of my wrists and began winding a length

of rope around each of them, with a short stretch of rope connecting my hands.

Without paying any heed to my shoulders he yanked my arms towards the side of

the house.

"Get to your knees quickly, or I will make you suffer all the more for not

obeying me." I complied as fast as I could, slipping on the earth with my still

wet legs. When I had finally managed to kneel down, he pushed my body back

against the wood, drew my bound wrists up until I thought I heard my arms pop

out of my shoulders and then fastened the connecting rope somewhere at the wall.

I could feel the rope between my fingers but couldn't really move my wrists with

the strain, and when I looked up I realized that I wouldn't be able to free

myself on my own account, lest I didn't have something sharp to cut through the

rope. When he saw my raised head he slapped my cheek again, rocking my head back

against the wood. I whimpered, biting back a cry, and then looked down on the

ground.

Still naked and panting more from anger than exhaustion Tane took some steps

back and then glowered down on me. "I'll be back in a minute, don't even think

about moving or shouting. You won't get free anyway, and there's no one around

here to hear or help you." He then stormed off inside the house.

It didn't take him long to return, carrying something in his hand that made my

eyes widen. Tane squatted down in front of me and held some kind of wooden penis

up to my face. It was longer than his cock, but equally wide, and it really

looked vicious, with small wooden knobs all over the sides. "You can surely

imagine what this is for. Now get up on your haunches." I did as he told me,

raising to the heels of my feet. He then put the wooden cock on the ground

between my legs, securing it somehow to the ground. "Now sit down on it." My

pulse was already racing in my ears, and I instantly shook my head when he

ordered me to impale myself on the thing, but that only brought me another hard

slap, this time on the other cheek. "Go on, or do I have to make you?" The

menace in his voice was all I needed for motivation. So I gritted my teeth and

slowly let the cock slide into me. After the first two inches it already began

to hurt, and I tried to stop, but Tane lost his patience, put one hand at my

shoulder and simply pushed me down. I let out a wail but was sane enough not to

resist. Still the thing was only halfway inside of me. Tane made an attempt to

slap me again, but then let his hand down without making contact with my face.

"I'm going to get our things, until I'm back it is fully inside of you, or I'll

fetch another one for your ass, too." With that he got up and strode off towards

the caves.

He really had his ways of motivating me. As soon as I was sure that he was out

of earshot I wailed again, letting my combined pain and frustration out. Before

that he had never reacted to any of my baits in any such drastic ways, so I

could at least tell myself that I hadn't known what I might conjure down on me.

But that didn't really help me in the least now.

For a moment I considered resisting him, but the fear that was building up

inside of me got the better of me and made me try hard to get that damned thing

deeper inside of me. I was still at least partly wet from our fucking in the

water, my body taking longer than my mind to get back to normal. Yet my muscles

were all too cramped up to make it an easy task. If I had been fully aroused and

not about to dislocate my shoulders it might not have been all that hard, but

this way it only hurt. Nevertheless I did make some progress, biting down hard

on my lower lip to keep my cries to low grunts.

Far too soon I heard him return, and panic instantly surged through me. Just

before he rounded the last corner I summoned all my strength, inhaled, ground my

teeth and pushed down one last time. This time I couldn't keep the cry that

escaped me back, but at least I succeeded, burying the damned cock deep inside

myself. I could feel the grass tickle against my tender pussy lips but decided

to keep my eyes shut for another moment, not wanting to look at Tane right now

while the pain was still racing through my body.

When I finally did open my eyes he hunched down in front of me again, briefly

checking with a finger if I had really done his bidding. As he didn't shout at

me or slap me again, he seemed content, although that didn't exactly make me

happy. "Now slide up a bit and get back on your knees. You'll have to last for

some time in this position, so don't make in any harder for you as it already

is."

Sliding back up was harder than I thought. Before I hadn't really felt it all

that much, but when the initial pain subsided I felt the knobs scraping against

the walls of my vagina. I instantly swore myself not to move a trifle once I was

back on my knees and sliding down as much as possible. Tane then nodded and

patted my cheek, but still looked kind of angry, if now better controlled.

"You'll have to stay here until you get yourself free. Don't let that cock slide

out of you, getting it fully inside on your own might prove difficult and

painful. If you want to, you can fuck yourself on it, but don't dare to cum.

Believe me, I'd know if you did." Then he got up and turned to go, but stopped

once more to look down on me again. "Forget that, I directly tell you to fuck

yourself on that cock. When you are about to cum wait until it subsides a bit,

and then continue. If you are dumb enough not to get free, it serves you right

to fuck yourself raw. You'd better follow my instructions, the spikes, as dull

as they might be, will downright tear you up inside if you don't keep your hole

wet enough." Then a slight smirk came to his face. "Maybe it helps to think of

me." He chuckled, and turned around again. "Once you get free, come inside and

everything will be forgotten. If you don't show up till morning I'll bring you

some water." With that he left me, with the thunder rolling overhead and the

first drops of rain began to fall around me.

The weather grew worse soon, and in no time I was drenched, constantly shivering

from the cold water and the still colder wind that blew water in my face and

over my body. At first I had hung on to my resolve not to hump that damned

thing, but Tane's words had proven right, with my pussy drying up even breathing

began to hurt. It was more or less a life-saving measure to keep my vagina

sloppy enough to bear it. And although I didn't even get really aroused, moving

kind of kept me a bit warm, the only beneficial side-effect I noticed.

When Tane had left me here I had waited some minutes, then tried to get a better

position, a bit more off the ground, so that the strain in my shoulders might

lessen, but the way he had bound me this was not possible, same as leaning back

against the wall at my back. If I even attempted either, it felt like actively

wrenching my arms out of their sockets, so of course I didn't try again. All

things considered, my position was simply awful. And I really had no idea how I

might ever be able to get out of it on my own account.

When night finally came over the land I was having my third futile crying fit

when the muscles in my arms and shoulders cramped again. Even without the cock

rammed up my pussy my position would have been nearly unbearable. Yesterday I

had thought that the worst he could do to me was forcing me to be with him, now

I had topped that list with another item.

The creak of the door nearly let me bolt upright, at least as far as that was

possible in my bound state, but at least my head I could turn. Only when another

folk of lightning illumined the surroundings I could watch Tane go over to the

creek, presumably to get fresh water or something like that. The smell of food

suddenly wavered over to me, and my stomach instantly cramped and rumbled. The

last thing I had eaten had been the bread for breakfast, and although the

continuous pain that tormented me let me forget most, my body kept up with its

needs. For a moment I thought about begging for some food, but then I let that

idea fall again. If he had intended to feed me he would have done it of his own

account, and I didn't really want to draw his attention. Being taunted now was

the last thing I needed.

Either he had somehow read my thoughts or intended it from the start, I didn't

know, yet after coming back from the creak Tane didn't aim directly at the door

but instead came over to me. Knowing that the night would keep him from seeing

my face clearly even in the light of the occasional lightning, I directed a

baleful stare at him. He stopped in front of me, forcing me to crane my neck if

I wanted to look at his face. The next lightning showed that he was no longer

angry or scowling, his usual smirk back on his face, at least as far as I could

tell. The merry tone of his voice only confirmed that.

"Seems like today is really not your day. Did you even try to free yourself, or

are you waiting for morning to come so I might untie you?" I snarled up at him,

which only made him laugh out loud. "I see, your attitude returned. At least you

won't freeze too much if you're fuming inwardly." I just grunted, not really

knowing what I should have said, and still fearing that my voice might not sound

as enraged as I was.

Evidently my silence spoke on its own account, because he snickered briefly.

"Ow, have I fallen so far from grace that you don't even talk to me any more?"

Still I didn't answer, but that couldn't damage his mood. "If you don't intend

to use your mouth for speaking, you can give me a blowjob just as well." Now I

really couldn't hold back any longer, with new anger rolling through me. "I'd

rather bite it off than suck on it!"

For a moment I feared that his mood might again change, but his reply showed

that I couldn't do a thing to dampen his mood. "Then you could just wish that

I'd snap your neck before thinking clearly about how to punish you, or you'd

never ever again get away from this soaked piece of ground. Still hanging on to

your statement?" I only rewarded him with a grunt. "Do I have a choice? It won't

get me away from here any sooner if I suck you, but the chance of you bearing me

a grudge if I don't is too high to risk it in my current state." Once more a

chuckle. "Right. So as long as you don't know a way to get out of your bonds on

your own you should do everything possible to keep me happy. And making me cum

in your mouth would make me quite happy."

I thought of a witty answer, couldn't find any, and then just shook my head in

resignation. "Do what you must to torment me further." He laughed again while

hitching his robe up and pulling his pants down. The fact that the rain was

pouring down hard enough to hurt on my bare skin didn't seem to bother him in

the least.

After getting rid of any hindering clothes he stepped up to me, idle stroking

his cock. "But be gentle, if I even suspect you thinking of biting down I will

have to consider making it impossible for you to ever bite down on anything

anymore, and you don't want that, now do you?" I shook my head once more. I

never had had any problems with having a boy's member in my mouth, so why risk

my teeth for any sentiments I didn't really share?

He didn't give me more time to prepare a possible verbal reply but instead

pushed his cock up against my lips. Being a good girl I first kissed him

lightly, then swivelled my tongue over his head, before opening my mouth and

letting him slide his penis in. It would have been so much easier with my hands

free and available for helping, but if he wanted it that way he would get

exactly what he'd bargained for.

At first he let me do everything, just making sure that he didn't slide out of

my mouth again. Some guys simply can't hold still and always have to try to push

their cock right down your throat, but once again he was the exception, letting

me set the pace. He was already hard when I moved my head forward enough to let

him come close to my throat. My gagging reflex instantly went off, but it was

not the first time I ever did this, so pushing back and breathing deeply once

more solved that instantly. Yet when I tried again, Tane took a step back,

drawing his cock out of my mouth. For a moment I was a bit disoriented, but when

I looked up at him I could see a hint of concern flip over his features. Maybe

it was just imagination with the bad illumination I got here, but when he spoke,

I thought I heard more of that in his voice.

"I know your position is rather awkward for that, you don't have to." Now that

did surprise me again. He was definitely the first man who ever threatened to

punch my teeth out and then worried over my discomfort when having his cock down

my throat. When I told him exactly that he just grinned. "If you are that eager

I'd let you, but I thought you might have objections?" I nearly choked on the

dry laughter that wrung itself out of my throat. "Objections? I have objections

about being tied down here, about having that monster of a cock inside of me,

now does that animate you to free me of all that?" He just shrugged. "These two

have a purpose, yet it doesn't really matter if you deep throat me or not." It

was like being in hell and having the devil complain about the heat. So I just

snorted and blinked up at him again. "Either leave me alone, put him back in my

mouth or shove him down my throat, but get it on!"

Of course he didn't when asked to do it "Ah, now that the two of you are kind of

acquaintanced you moved from the "it" to the "he" basis? Quite interesting." If

it had been in my possibilities I would have jumped at him then and punched him

really hard, but as I was kind of handicapped I just let out a wordless wail.

For that I was rewarded with him taking my head in both hands and stepping up to

me again. "I'll help you a bit. And it would be nice of you to swallow, I don't

want to stain my clothes." Which were quite soaked already, but that evidently

still didn't matter.

He slowly pushed his cock back in my mouth, giving me the time to properly

breathe once more before slowly sliding him in as deep as possible. With the

girth of him it was not really easy to adapt, and for the first three attempts

he had to wait before pushing back in because I coughed so much, but then he

either knew how to better get in or my throat simply gave up, and soon he was

happily fucking my mouth, holding my head in a kind of deadlock, which was not

all that bad considering the force with which he shoved his cock down my throat.

At least this way my head couldn't bump back against the wall which would have

brought additional pain to my shoulders, and so on.

It took him less then five minutes to cum, which I was very relieved about. He

didn't draw out but just stopped, told me to take a deep breath, and then slid

into me for one last time, immobilizing me once more while he spurted his cum

down my throat. Now that was really not a very nice sensation, and after about

twenty seconds I began to buck because of lack of air, but he kept inside of me

until he had finished. My vision was already clouding over when he let me

breathe again, gasping for air. When I had rallied myself once more, he was

gone, presumably back inside. Bastard.

For a moment I tried to discern how his cum tasted, but my head still swam too

much, so I just looked up, opened my mouth and let the rain wash everything

away. Now that I was alone again I resumed the things I had done before he had

showed up - brooding and fucking myself with the wooden cock.

It must have been about two hours later, for me a small eternity, when my anger

suddenly bubbled up again. I had just been pondering the events of the last

night over and over again, mainly trying to discern if he could have been right

with my calling forth fire during sex. Until now none of the others had ever

complained about such things with me, but yesterday's workout hadn't been like

any other in my life before. I didn't know what enraged me from one moment to

the other, but before I could even think about it I was tearing at my shackles

hard enough for the pain in my shoulder to nearly blind me. Whimpering aloud I

stopped, but the anger still seethed inside of me. It didn't choose any concrete

subject, just made me want to throw things at a lot of people, Tane only being

one of them, not even the first that came to my mind. Of course that didn't help

me a bit, and after a while my mind cleared again, but some of the hot current

remained.

Once more I tried to remind myself of the nice sensations of yesterday's play,

groping for the ones at the start. After that nothing had been nice. But the

only thing that came back to me was that feeling of panic induced helplessness,

fear, and on the same time lust and release when he had made me cum. And also

that strange fluttering feeling inside me when I had thought he was about to

kill me. That feeling ...

Something picked sharply against the skin at the back of my hand, and I nearly

jerked in my bonds, only already overly pained muscles revolting keeping me from

that. So I resigned myself to a brief snarl and tried to get back to my formerly

treated topic. I knew this kind of feeling, bringing with it the notion of

danger too great to avoid, being afraid that something terrible might happen ...

Once more something landed on my hand, this time hurting far more, searing into

my skin and only subsiding very slowly. Now angry I craned my neck and moved my

hands a bit to get a better view at the place of distress. I couldn't see

anything, at least nothing was lying on my hand. Maybe just nerves going insane.

Couldn't blame them in the least. At least it couldn't have been the loose

thread that hung from the partly undone rope. Nothing to worry about.

Just when I was turning my head to look out at my surroundings the impact of

what I had just seen hit me, and my head shot back up, a little too fast so that

my neck muscles screamed, but I didn't really register that. With wide eyes I

stared at the halfway burnt through rope. The still burning thread must have

grazed my hand, that had been the pain I had been feeling, before the rain had

put the flames out. It must have been fire, because the rope was scorched where

the loose threads came out of it.

That was somehow like a bucket of cold water over my head, but considering the

cold rain I wouldn't have felt that as much, but I couldn't come up with a

better analogy. And now with the evidence so close to my face it was like the

pieces of a puzzle falling into their right places. I had always been more or

less frightened out of my wits when I had conjured up the flames, the least

being some emotional stress, the worst most likely what I had endured yesterday.

Tane had known that all along, maybe from his own way of handling the fire, but

had left it to me to figure it out. His stupid remark about thinking of him

hadn't been meant to give me something so I might get myself aroused, but had

been the hint to get my anger flaring. At least now not fear but anger had been

the key to my ability.

Once I tried the rope, but it was still too tight to snap. So I exhaled to get

my concentration back, stared at the rope and brought back all the feelings I

could still remember from the times I had called on the flames. Of course it

didn't work on the spot, but after about ten minutes of trying, and maybe

getting a bit desperate already, the rope began to spark, showering little

burning pieces down at my hands, but I ignored the pain and kept my efforts

going. The sparks grew into a full-fledged flame, nearly being blown out by the

wind once, but then growing bigger for a moment. Then the rope was severed, my

shoulders sagged and I thumped down hard on the ground, falling face down in the

muck because my reflexes were too lame to push myself upwards. With the sudden

movement came another rather painful experience, because I unintentionally

pushed myself off the cock. So I just lay there wailing for a time, at least

long enough until all the air had exited my lungs and I had to roll over on my

side to be able to breathe again. There I stayed until the pain from my pussy

went at least partly away and my muscles slowly let themselves be controlled

again. When I was able to I raised my hands to my face, staring in wonder at the

burnt-though rope. I had never seen anything so beautiful.

After spending another quarter of an hour lying on the ground I pushed myself up

and staggered over to the creek. The cold water didn't bother me, but I had the

sudden craving to clean myself, so I did it. These few minutes longer spent out

in the rain didn't really bother me anymore. I had freed myself, but most

importantly I had been able to willingly let that rope burn through, all by

myself, without help.

The first bouts of joy finally waned away, leaving me shivering in the cold, so

I turned around and went back to the house. After shooting a baleful last look

at the side of the house, not even trying to make out any details, I vehemently

wrenched open the front door, stepped in and threw it back into the lock with a

loud bang. Tane looked up from the book he had been reading, his face blank as

only he could keep it, and then raised an eyebrow when I just stood there and

tried to stare him down. So I went over to the table and extended my hands,

showing him the burnt rope. He didn't do more than shoot a look at it, then his

gaze went back up to my face. "Took you long enough to figure it out, I've been

waiting for you to come in for hours."

Now that was simply too much for me. With a guttural scream I launched myself at

him, going for his throat with my hands, but my muscles simply weren't working

as normal, and it was more like him catching me and keeping me from falling down

than him being toppled over by the sheer force of my strength. Plus he somehow

kept sitting in his chair without crashing to the floor, minimizing the effect

of my attempt even more. I wailed again when he took hold on my shoulders,

letting my frustration bubble out of me, half expecting him to throw me out once

more for that. But he just laughed, hard enough that his breath came out as a

wheezing hiss, and then embraced me rather wildly. I neither had the strength

nor the intention to flee his grip, so I just sagged against him, letting him

cuddle me. At least it was warm inside, and the warmth of his body crawled over

to my cold skin in no time. Yet he did nothing else but just hold me and rub his

arms down my back to warm me up again.

When he finally let go of me he helped me over to the bench, slung a thick

blanket around my body and then gently forced me to sit down. I complied with

that, and when he returned with a steaming cup of tea I nearly burnt my throat

because I gulped it down far too fast. Warmth began to slowly creep up inside my

body, chasing away most of the cold over the next minutes. After getting me a

second cup of tea Tane handed me a bowl full of soup, also steaming hot. It

really seemed as if he had been waiting for me, as he had said. I hungrily

slurped down the soup, my stomach instantly demanding more, but I tried to take

my time. When I asked for a refill Tane only waved me towards the hearth,

telling me to help myself to as much as I wanted.

By the time I had finished my third bowl my body temperature had risen to its

normal extend, and I was able to keep sitting still without shivering

constantly. Tane had meanwhile resumed his reading, letting me warm myself up on

my own account. Just when I was about to get up to wash my dishes, he closed the

book and shook his head. "You can clean that up in the morning, it's already

late and I'd like to get some sleep this night, too." I eyed him a bit

quizzically. "I guess you don't intend to go to bed now, make out the light and

just go to sleep?" He just answered me with a leering grin. "Thought so."

He got up and then walked over to me, drawing me to my feet. "I promise you, it

won't take all that long. You must be quite tired from all the exercise you got

today." Before I let him take me to his room, I directed another hateful glance

at him. "Can't you just let me go to sleep without fucking me? I'm tired, and

you are right, I hurt all over, and even such a calculative bastard like you

should realise that I am in no condition to have sex right now." He just guided

his hand down beneath my blanket to pet my ass. "Oh, I understand that your

pussy must be quite sore by now, but as you know there are other ways for your

body to grant me the pleasure I seek." His pleasure for sure, not mine.

When we entered the bedroom he unceremonically rid me of my blanket and then

grinned down at me. "But if you object my taking advantage of your tight little

bum I would gladly use any other orifice you offer." For a moment I even

considered taking his offer, but then shook my head. "My ass will do just fine.

At least it's not as sore as the rest of me." "Rest assured, only for now." I

stuck out my tongue at him as soon as he turned around to shed his robe, quickly

undressing and then turned around again. I made an attempt to lay down on the

bed, but he just shook his head, went by me and lay down himself. I frowned down

at him, not really knowing what to do now.

Tane didn't let me wait for long. "I guess I've reached my goal for now with you

having been able to call forth a controlled bout of flame. I won't tie you up

now, just be a good girl and let me fuck you." I hesitated for a moment, then

nodded and walked over to stand next to the bed. "What do you want me to do?"

After making a show of gazing up on my naked body he told me to crouch above

him, back turned to him, letting him enter me and then let him fuck me.

I sighed and then crawled onto the bed, briefly looking at his face to see if he

had changed his mind, but Tane just folded his hands behind his neck and smiled

at me encouragingly. So I straddled him, looking towards the foot of the bed,

and positioned myself above him. I spat down on my palm and began to rub my

saliva all over his member. Of course I could just have taken him into my mouth,

but I simply didn't want to. When I was finished he raised his hips upwards a

bit. I guided his penis up to my anus, but then my resolve faltered. It was one

thing to let him fuck my ass - that I could even enjoy. But not only letting him

sodomize me, but downright help him do it, that was simply too much for me,

today.

Before I could turn around and tell him that I simply wasn't going to do it, his

hands appeared around my waist. "Just stay still, I'll do it myself." After

making sure that I stayed hunkered down above him he let his hands slide to my

ass, drawing my cheeks apart. He then pushed upwards with his cock, and after

taking two of his fingers for help finally wrenched his way inside my ass. I

whimpered slowly while he slid his hands up to my shoulders, briefly massaging

the aching muscles of my upper arms. "Lean back, steady yourself with our arms,

this way it will be more comfortable for you."

I did as he told me, although it hurt a bit to drape my weight on my shoulders.

As long as this wouldn't go on forever, I could stand it. Tane then began to

push further inside me, now once more holding my hips. At first I tried to stay

immobile, making it as hard for him as possible, but when he nearly slipped

fully out of me I reached down between my legs and kind of steadied him. When he

began to push upwards again I moved my behind down on him, what soon solved the

problem. He didn't get much faster, I guess he wanted to give me the chance to

keep my rhythm up as I was cooperating so nicely. I couldn't say that it didn't

hurt, with me being everything but aroused, but it was a good kind of pain, one

I could tolerate, and might in another situation even appreciate. Nevertheless I

was quite happy when he finally came, no longer drawing it out or prolonging my

torment.

After he had loosened his hold on me I slid down on the bed and then turned

around to look up at him with the length of the bed between us. He seemed

content with himself briefly closing his eyes and smiling.

When he opened them again he motioned with one hand at his cock. "Just clean the

mess up, then you can go to bed if you want to." I frowned, at first not really

knowing what he meant by that, but soon catching on. "Oh no, no way I'm going to

..." He smirked. "Do you also have objections sucking me clean if I fuck your

pussy?" I shook my head, but inched farther away from him. "There's a

difference, at least for me. I'm surely not licking my shit from your cock."

Tane chuckled, then propped himself up on his elbows. "And you are no way going

to sleep until I'm clean, so suit yourself." When he saw the utter disgust on my

face he sighed briefly and then waved at the door. "There's a bucket of water in

the other room, and I'm sure you'll find some wash cloth over there, too. You

can use that." Before he could change his mind I was off to get the things, then

set to the grimy task of cleaning his penis, already falling in a kind of stupor

while still awake. Now that the tension had drained from me and I was warm

again, my body began to demand the rest it needed, and for once Tane stood to

his word. When I returned after restoring the bucket to its proper place he was

about to extinguish the last of the candles. Without being invited I climbed

into the bed, finding my way beneath the covers and rolling onto my side. Before

I could close my eyes he was next to me, but this time only resting one arm

around my middle. So I went to sleep and hoped not to wake to another nightmare

like today had been.

Caught Fire

Part 3

By Dari

I hadn't gotten much sleep last night. At first I hadn't been able to find rest,

and then nightmares had plagued my dreams. In the wee hours of the morning the

rain got even worse, and my gratitude of being inside rose once more. He would

surely have left me outside if I hadn't succeeded in getting rid of the rope,

that I was sure of.

I couldn't measure the time with the sky all clouded over, but it must have been

late morning when Tane finally stirred beside me. I was lying on my side, with

my back turned to him, with half of the bed between us. In my fitful sleep I had

somehow escaped his grip around my waist, and from then on I had been inching

slowly towards the far end of the bed. It was kind of stupid, because after all

I was here on my own free will, and I still had no intention of leaving, and

still, it was a kind of triumph to get away from him. As he was now waking up my

solitude would soon enough end anyway.

I felt him shift and then get off the bed. That surprised me a bit, as I had

assumed that he was still half asleep, or would at least crawl over to me after

waking up. After he had closed the door behind him I rolled onto my back and

frowned at the ceiling above me. Two days were really too short a time to

predict anyone.

About ten minutes later Tane returned. Water was running down his muscular body,

indicating that he had been outside. I just stared at him, waiting for him to

say something, but he stayed at the door, leaning against the frame, and looked

down across the room at me, face devoid of any emotion. I resisted the urge to

shift around under my blanket and kept my staring up. I wouldn't back down this

time.

Evidently Tane didn't take up the challenge because he turned his head long

before he had made me look away, instead looking out of the window. Yet when his

gaze swivelled back to me he still kept his face even. I still made no move,

waiting for him to either go away or come over to me. Of course he did the

latter.

He stopped at the foot of the bed, idly running his fingers over the massive

wooden frame and the attached leather straps. I kept my gaze firmly fixed on his

face, not letting me get distracted. Tane then sighed wearily. "So you're angry

with me. After a night of brooding that hasn't changed a bit. Is there any

peaceful way I can lighten your mood, or am I standing on lost ground here?" He

didn't sound very interested, but it could be considered nice of him to ask. Yet

I knew that a lot of the things he had said or done had seemed perfectly

harmless and turned up to have a much deeper meaning, so I didn't let myself be

fooled now. "I don't know, but you wouldn't take it anyway. Why try to be nice

if you can always resort to violence? We both know that in every kind of fight

you'll come out as the winner, so why bother?" For once my voice sounded as

acidic as I had intended it to, yet it didn't have any particular effect on him.

For a moment longer Tane stayed where he was, then he climbed over the frame and

sat down there with his back resting against the wood. Now that he was closer to

me I could see that he was shivering slightly, with goose bumps running down his

arms and legs. So he wasn't as unaffected by the cold as his behaviour might

convey. As delighting as this might have been, it didn't change anything.

"Do you even know why you are mad at me?" I put a mocking frown on my face. "I

can choose from at least five reasons, want me to pick one or can I keep them

combined?" He didn't even blink, but just sat there and looked at me, giving me

the creeps all the while without doing anything. Somehow this situation got

ridiculous by the minute, but I couldn't back down out of it. I'd rather sit

here for the whole day and do nothing but stare at him than back down. As he

wasn't likely to back down either, we would be doing a lot of staring today if

this went on any longer.

Again it was him who broke the silence once more. "Would you be just as mad if I

had let you go to sleep once you've come inside?" I honestly didn't know. I had

to admit that I hadn't exactly thought about that at all, being grumpy was all I

wanted to be right now. In my eyes I had all the right to it there was in the

world. So I chose not to answer.

When he realized this he sighed and briefly rubbed his hands over his face, then

gazed outside again. "The weather's too bad to go outside, and it's to dangerous

to let you experiment with your abilities inside - searing through one rope is

one thing, but you are far from any signs of control. If you could already do

more I'd go out with you nevertheless, but the rain would extinguish the flames

most of the time, and you'd only get frustrated. You're stuck with me inside, so

either we keep on avoiding one another for the whole day, or we work this out

now."

I just narrowed my eyes. "I'd opt for the former, but I simply can't believe

that you would just let me lurk around until the weather gets better without

bothering me." Tane chuckled, but it was a dry sound. "I could just tie you down

here and go to the living room to stay there, this way I'd gladly leave you for

as long as you want." With a snarl I sat up, making the blanket slip down to

reveal my naked upper body, but right now I didn't care. "You are such a

bastard!" Now his laugh was nearer to the normal sound, but still held no

humour. "You don't have to complement me on my thoughtful nature, lovely." He

swallowed and visibly sobered. "But I didn't intend to solve it this way. I'd

rather talk about it and try to disarm this trap without my conventional means."

I stared at him for a moment, then wrenched the blanket up to my shoulders and

settled down against the headboard of the bed. "Then I'd advise you on beginning

with that monologue now, as I won't have much to say anyway, as I know you."

Still my anger was burning inside of me, only fuelled whenever I moved.

Yesterday getting up had been painful. Today moving on its own was hell.

Tane seemed to think about that for a moment, but shook his head. "No, I'll

really try to find a solution. I know that you realized yesterday that some of

the things I do are to force you to use your abilities, even if you hate it and

it makes you hurt all over. And I'm well aware of how your body must feel after

yesterday. But at least you haven't caught a cold." He waited for me to comment

on that, but I just pressed my lips together and stared at him. So he went on.

"If you want to I can explain it all to you in detail. Maybe you'll understand

me a bit better then." Before he could venture on, I broke my silence. "I don't

need your stupid explanations, even less if they come down to "I just did it to

help you.". If you go on like this, I won't stand the week, and won't live

through the month!" I bit down hard on my lips when not only the anger, but also

some of my fear came with the words. For a moment Tane kept his emotionless mask

up, but then his features softened. I wanted to look away from him, gather

myself again and lash out once more, but before I could do anything he got on

all fours and crawled over to me. I tried to scoot back, but as he was trapping

the blanket beneath him and I didn't let it go, I never came far before he knelt

down in front of me. When he extended a hand towards my face I shied away, and

he stopped, then let if rest on his thigh, but the look he directed at me was of

genuine sympathy.

"I know, I've overstepped your limits a bit, but believe me, I don't intend to

harm you seriously, and it won't get worse." A dry sound came out of my mouth,

more a stifled sniff than the grunt I had intended. "Now you are talking

sweetly, even trying to soothe me, but I don't believe you. You told me to

develop some backbone, but you're just doing a good job at breaking me!" The sob

that followed my outburst was not to be mistaken as anything else, yet I tried

to keep myself together, but somehow loosing it.

Before I knew what was happening Tane was holding me, gently rocking me and

cooing soothingly, with me clinging to him and crying like a baby. Even when I

realized what I was doing I couldn't make myself stop or try to get away from

him again. So I gave in and just let him comfort me, telling myself that I

should savour the times he was gentle to me, as it surely wouldn't last for

long.

When I was finally able to gather myself again I looked up at Tane. When he saw

me gazing at him, he briefly smiled, but it was a gentle smile, something I

didn't really know of him, and it went away nearly too fast to appreciate it

fully. A little bit embarrassed because of my crying I cleared my throat and

tried to wind myself out of his grip, but he only shifted his arms to keep me

pressed against him. One of his hands was already beneath the blanket, and when

he brushed my breast I tensed up visibly.

"Don't. You're just ruining every favour you just gained with me." I hadn't

spoken very loud, but he understood me without encountering any problems, and

moved his hand away again. "Is it so horrible if I touch you?" He sounded just a

little bit hurt, and that brought my anger back from glowing embers to burning

flames. With a rather vehement move I wrenched myself free of his embrace,

mostly succeeding because he hadn't seen it coming, edged back a bit and turned

on him.

"No, but it never stays with touching. It doesn't even stay with fucking!" My

voice was nearly drowned out by a hiccup, and I felt colour creeping over my

face. "See what you are doing to me, first off I'm having a crying fit when I

should be arguing with you, and now I'm getting hysterics!" Tane only pursed his

lips. "You're cute when you're throwing a tantrum." That somehow took the wind

out of my sails, and I got my temper back in check. So I just glowered at him,

meanwhile rearranging the blanket around my body. At least he was suave enough

to keep his eyes fixed on my face. When I was content with the seat of the

blanket I inhaled to continue talking, but Tane forestalled me with a raised

hand.

"Before you go on, let me add a few things. After hearing me out you can shout

as much as you want. Okay?" It was not okay, because I suspected that he had

some plan about getting me too confused to keep arguing, but nevertheless

nodded. He then went on. "I know that the last two days have been difficult for

you. I might even grant you that my methods are not only quite unusual but

sometimes a bit drastic. But I have reasons to do it this way, and not any

other." I snorted. "Yeah, of course, there's only one way to get a girl to

grovel at your feet."

Anger flashed in his eyes for a moment, but he suppressed it quickly and went on

with the same calm voice as before. "For you it might seem like I wanted to not

only hurt you, but to get you to follow my every word to the letter. You said so

yourself before, you think I want to break you - for what I don't really know,

but I guess you think me incapable of normal human interactions, and if I manage

to subdue you enough I will lead an easier life." Put this way it sounded a bit

more ridiculous as in my mind, but I just nodded as it was essentially what I

thought of him.

Tane snorted briefly before opening his mouth again. "I can't say anything that

will let you think any different, I know, mostly because some parts of that

contain little bits of truths, but ..." he raised his hands before I could even

utter the oath I had intended to throw at him, "... I have my reasons. If you've

changed your mind and intent to not study with me, please say it, because then I

would stop right now. But it's important to get you a sort of head start with

your abilities, and I didn't know any other way to get you to use your powers.

If I had told you what to look for it wouldn't have worked, believe me."

He then paused, mainly to draw breath, but also to let me speak. Yet I hesitated

a moment, and dropped the subject of cursing him once more, but instead

delved into the topic he had just nicked. "What do you mean by head start? If I

really stay with you it won't matter if I need a week or so longer, now will

it?" Tane just shrugged. "For me it doesn't make a difference. Of your own you

would soon enough have made that progress, maybe in two weeks, at longest a

month. But you don't have this time right now." Again he stopped, but resumed

before I could pester him with a question. "Haven't you wondered why they let

you go with me without any objections, now that you know how I am?"

This thought hadn't occurred to me until now, mainly because I had had more

important things to worry about. Yet as he said it, a mild frown crept on my

forehead. When he saw that, Tane went on. "They haven't of course. In about four

days from now some of them will drop by for a visit and see for themselves if

you've already made any progress. They don't recon that you've already begun to

control the fire, in fact I think they only let you go with me because they were

oh so sure that you wouldn't be able to do anything, maybe even not cope with

me. I've fallen from grace with the Academy over the time, and they only look

for an excuse to drive me off this land. I know, that doesn't bother you, but

when they approached me with the idea of teaching you, I knew it was a trap, yet

I was simply too intrigued by the idea, so I went to the Academy myself, instead

of letting them send you up here, so I could get a good look at you. I don't

mean your body by that, I mean your potential. I saw what they couldn't or

wouldn't see, that you are not very far from getting control on your own without

any help from the outside, so I decided to take my chances and take you with

me."

He let that stand in the room further uncommented, and for some moments I could

simply stare at him. "That's just ridiculous!" He only smiled at my disbelief.

"In four days they will be here, and you'll be able to check for yourself if you

don't believe me. But does it seem that strange that they want to have me off

their territory? The only thing I do is stir up some of their students and

sometimes molest their whores. I'm of no use but of certain danger. They wanted

to use you as a means of getting rid of me. Pardon me for using you as a

counter-device."

I still didn't really believe him, although it sounded at least a bit plausible.

But that still left some things to question. "Assuming I believe you, which I

don't, why do you tell me, and why do you keep ... " I faltered there, but Tane

continued for me. "Why I keep turning daily life into hell for you? I guess it's

just lack of character, there." He curtly grinned, but when he saw that I wasn't

in the mood for joking he sobered again. "I'm to be held accountable for

everything I did. I hurt you, I hurt you badly, and that more than once, not all

of that necessary to unveil your abilities. That's just me, I'm a bad guy,

yadda, yadda. If you can't cope with it, or are not willing to, then you're free

to go. But believe me when I tell you that now that I've accomplished that first

goal, now that you will be allowed to stay with me, I will change my tactics a

bit." He paused, and then added, "That keeping you from coming yesterday for

instance, I thought that with the frustration and longing you would finally give

in, and that might also add up to your succeeding to call forth the flames at

will." A slight smirk showed up on his face, with a lot of suggestion. "If you

want, I can make up for that right away, through the whole day if you insist."

Colour began to seep in my cheeks, and I instantly turned that embarrassment,

wherever it had come from, into anger. "Don't distract me now, this still

doesn't make all that much of a sense. Apart from that I'm sore enough to need

days to be feeling alright again, so that will have to wait anyway."

Tane blinked for a moment, then frowned. "You are just once more showing me that

I've been right in my esteem about why they picked you. You know next to nothing

about what I can accomplish, now do you?" For a moment I wanted to balk at that,

but then had to admit that he was right. His frown just turned into a smile.

"Well, then let me tell you one essential part of that. I'm a sorcerer who works

with fire. Fire burns and sears everything around itself, even the poor

sorcerer's fingers and if he doesn't pay any attention, easily his whole body,

too. So nature compensates for that in granting the sorcerer the ability to heal

eventual burns. I'm not all that good in it, and it costs me more to heal a nick

at a finger than to burn down a whole wood, but if you give me some time and let

me work, I'll be able to rid you of most of the pain I caused you in the last

two days."

Now I really stared at him, pressing my lips together while feeling my eyes

narrow. I had to cramp my fingers into the blanket not to fly at him instantly,

and waited for my mind to clear enough to talk again. "And why do you keep me

hurting all over for the whole time? Even if you now defend yourself with some

sappy excuse about not healing me before last night, before getting a grip on

everything, that doesn't explain why I had to suffer through the wee hours of

morning without getting any sleep at all!"

Tane only snickered then. "If you'd have let me fuck you, it would have gotten

better instantly. Healing works with touch, and as most of your pain was

inflicted by me roughing you up, I could have taken it from you the same way.

You were just not about to cooperate." Now I really got mad at him, and although

I should have leant from yesterday, I nevertheless let out a shout and then

jumped up and at him, punching him in the stomach and then simply hitting at

everything I could reach. Of course that wasn't very efficient, but I simply had

to spend that anger on something.

In no time he was perching atop me, pinning both of my hands to the ground above

my head with one of his, pinning my body mostly with his, even somehow keeping

my feet down, and still had one hand free to gently pat my cheek. I snarled at

him, but that only made him laugh. "You're such a wildcat; I'll be having a lot

of fun with you over the next months." Again I tried to wrench myself free, and

for a moment I thought I might make it, but Tane only shifted, and next I felt

his partly hard cock rub against my pussy lips.

Defiantly I put up my chin and glared at him. "Can't you even once refrain from

fucking me? Can't you just once not be such a bastard?" He only grinned down at

me. "No." Then he brought his face down to my torso and began to succinctly suck

at my right nipple. I let out a growl of frustration, once more trying to get

free, but it was to no avail. It didn't even hinder him in any way.

"Hey, come on, stop, I don't want to right now." Somehow I even managed to keep

my voice low and sound rather sensible, although I didn't really expect him to

follow my bid. It amazed me when he quit teasing my breast and looked at me

again, face blank, as if he wouldn't be keeping me pinned to the bed, being

about to fuck me. "Why?"

I briefly blinked, not quite catching up on that. "Why what? Why I want you to

stop?" He nodded. "I just told you that fucking would at least lessen your pain,

and I thought that was one of your problems right now." I furrowed my brow. "It

is, but I simply don't like the way you are going about this. We still have to

finish that talk, remember, I'm not quite convinced of your little story." Tane

rolled his eyes and then slid off me without further protest, which amazed me

even more. What was going on that suddenly my word counted for something?

He propped himself up on one elbow and then looked at me, seemingly waiting for

me to pose my questions. I stayed lying on my back, only turning my head to gaze

at him. It somehow irritated me that he even refrained from touching me at all.

Yet I didn't complain, this was what I wanted, now wasn't it?

"Okay, to sum it all up, you want to get back at them by showing them how good a

teacher you are, making even me able to work with my abilities in no time,

although they thought it impossible." He nodded. "Essentially yes." I frowned a

bit. "You told me that so I would understand, maybe even cooperate and help you.

Yet you downright torture me and try to get away with some lousy excuse about it

being the only way." He chose to ignore my acidic tone and instead smirked.

"Well, I'm not used to handling a slave for my every kinky pleasure; you have to

be patient with me."

I just wanted to hit him for that, hard, but he put a finger down over my lips

before I could begin with my tirade. "I was just joking." "Really? Sounds quite

the truth to me. Only your dumb saying about teaching me some backbone

contradicts with it." Tane paused for a moment, then flopped down on his back,

mimicking my posture. "I know, and I can't even say that I'm sorry because it

wouldn't be the whole truth and I don't lie if I can avoid it." He waited for a

moment, but when no reply came from my side, he blinked and turned his head to

look at me. "No complaints? Then I'll use that to explain it once again. It's

not just words; I really want to raise your confidence. And I know that until

now I have done nothing on that part, even working in the other direction.

That's something I'm sorry about, but I can promise you, we'll get to that

eventually."

Once more he haltered, and when I still didn't speak up he continued. "If you

have the feeling that I'm contradicting myself, you might be right. I haven't

thought much about the whole thing, more working on impulse than thought." He

briefly furrowed his brow, musing over something. "I know you will get mad at me

the moment I tell you this, but somehow the idea of dominating you in more than

just setting the pace when fucking you appeals to me. Got any problems with

that?" From the lilt in his voice I figured that he didn't mean that all too

serious. Maybe he really thought that, but asking me was for naught, he knew the

answer by now. Yet I dilated my eyes to better stare at him and answered

nevertheless. "Yes. Many." He smiled and turned his head to once more gaze out

the window.

"I know, and I guess that's the reason why I can't let it go. It's a challenge,

and I love challenges. I guess I wouldn't like you nearly as much as I do if you

would just submit to my ilk. And I like you a lot." For that he turned his head

to me again, looking me in the face. I just looked back, now keeping my face

blank. Tane smiled again, raising one hand to stroke a finger gently down my

cheek. "But as much as I'd like to make you back down, I won't attempt to break

you. Yesterday when I dragged you back to the hut and then left you outside, it

wasn't really fun for me. I was angry enough to not spare it a thought, but

somehow it vexed me to see how easy it was to make you huddle down if I really

force you. Knowing that I'm able to is enough by far. I won't do it again,

promise."

Now he really began to confuse me. Until now I had been thinking that he must

have had a hell of a good time back then, but he seemed honest now. "You really

mean that." He nodded. "Must sound stupid, but I never said I was easy to

understand." Tane laughed and went on. "Maybe we'll really find a way with which

we might both live and still get this working. Something like you letting me

have my way with you in the end, yet you are encouraged to struggle as much as

you like if you feel like it, with me not taking you too far. How does this

sound?"

Once more I frowned. "Sounds like what he have right now, only a bit more

diffuse." I was rewarded with a curt smile. "No, I meant you willingly

submitting to me, not letting me have my way because you fear that it would only

get worse if I got angry with you. It's kind of hard to explain." For a moment I

hesitated, then I turned on my side to get a better look at him. "You mean that

we sort of extend our, well I don't know how to call it, relationship or

something to a day and night spanning play? Not just getting in bed to fuck,

sometimes rough, sometimes gentle, but turn it into something fluent? Me

struggling yet really wanting you to fuck me, and you pretending to force me yet

knowing that I wouldn't want you to stop anyway?"

I sounded a bit sceptical and incoherent, but he got it and then nodded. "More

or less, with exceptions of course. You don't have to act, if you just want me

to fuck you silly you can always help yourself by simply jumping on me." I

chuckled, but otherwise didn't interrupt him. Tane remained silent for another

minute, then mused on. "I hope I'm not terribly wrong, but from what I've until

now seen of you, you like it at least a bit rough, at least as long as you get

your fun." For a moment I felt myself get ashamed and red again, but suppressed

that notion. He was right, and with him it felt okay to admit it. So I nodded my

agreement, making him smile with that. "And I'd get my way most of the time. If

we really keep on fucking on a daily basis I can also step back a little, maybe

alternate between being rough and gentle, depending on our moods. I really don't

have to force myself on you all the time, even I appreciate a warm, willing body

next to mine, longing for tender caresses only to finish for the night." Instead

of speaking on he raised himself up to brush his lips gently over mine, making

the kiss nearly chaste. But only nearly, chastity is nothing I will ever be able

to associate with him. Yet before I could respond to that he sank down on the

bed again and went on.

"Maybe this is just stupid reverie, but it sounds reasonably performable. Wanna

give it a try?" I put a mock frown on my face. "I guess you mean right now with

that?" Tane just growled. "Well, yes, you're keeping me off you for the whole

morning already, that's far too long." But he didn't do more than taunt me, even

sobered after that again. "Of course you'll have the right to say no, but I

guess we should rather stick to some safe word for that. You're that kind of

woman that still protests when she is already humping down the cock of the poor

man who tries to persuade her." For that he got a light punch on the arm that

only made him grunt. "I know I'm right, you don't have to affirm me all the

more. How about "Academy", that normally does it's own to get me brooding

instead of wanting to fuck you."

I just laughed. "That's too ridiculous. Come up with something more sensible."

He nodded, yet smiled. "I'll think of it. Until then we'll have to manage

without one." I blinked briefly. "Well, we'll manage if you keep it low a bit

today, and really are able to heal me." I didn't know if he got the hint, so I

leant a bit more over him to look him in the eye while saying it, brushing with

the tips of my breasts against his arm that was resting on his chest. He didn't

look down, yet I knew he understood when he pushed said arm a bit up so that he

was pressing my nipples into the soft flesh of my breasts. "If you hadn't

insisted on keeping this stupid talking up you would already feel used yet

rather normal. I'll only be able to lessen the pain, not really make it all go

away, but the residue I'll turn into something you can relish." He paused once

more. "But talking wasn't all that bad either. Maybe I shouldn't remind you, but

I didn't say anything further to make you believe me, so why now the change of

mind?"

I paused a moment before answering. "I don't know, maybe I just wanted an

assurance that you wouldn't keep half-torturing me daily, or something. I guess

I just needed some lapse from your side, not some stupid proof you can't provide

until they show up on our doorstep. And maybe all that talking simply got me

horny." Now that made him smile as I had anticipated, and he withdrew his arms

to wrap them around my body, drawing me essentially atop of him.

"Horny, eh?" I just nodded. "Well, then how can I service you, madam? How do you

want it?" I smiled down at him with a slightly leering quality. "What do you

have to offer?" Tane laughed full heartedly. "Everything you want. Considering

your state a slow approach might be appreciated, maybe just pleasuring you with

my tongue and waiting to see what happens? Or I could for once set out to

explore all that yet not too familiar flesh with my mouth and hands, and find

all the erogenous and ticklish spots you have?" He took a short pause to kiss me

before going on. "Or we could speed up the process, so that I begin to fuck you

when you are wet enough so that I can relieve you of your pain and then get on

to more serious things, provided you long for a hard ride? I'd really like to

have you bounce on top of me, with your tits in full view and ready for my

hands? But it's yours to decide. Just tell me."

To be true, all of that aroused me. If he kept on talking like that some more he

wouldn't have to lick or caress me to get me wet. Yet I took my time, just

relishing the possibility of having a choice. And call me stupid, even when he

offered to play it gentle, omitting his likings for tying me down at all, I

somehow wanted to go for exactly that. If he really stuck to his word as far as

doing as I told him I wanted it, I could perhaps really love that.

"I'm not that experienced, you know, so bear with me. I'll let most of it to you,

but ..." I hesitated one more, fidgeting around a bit before looking into his

eyes again to go on. "I'd like you to explore my body, as you just offered, but

while tying me down." Only a slight widening of his eyes indicated that he was a

bit surprised. Maybe he still didn't know how close some of my desires came to

his idea of fun. Yet he didn't interrupt, so I hurried on. "Not to the extend

that I really hurt, but you can make me unable to move at all if you want, as

long as you keep playing with me. Keep it up as long as you want, but at least

for some time, but not too long. I'm sure you'll know when enough is enough. And

then fuck me. I don't know how well I'll be feeling like that, so I can't say

how fast to set your pace, but make a contrast to your caresses before." I had

to swallow hard to go on, but forced myself to do it. "You can also rough me up

a bit then, if you want, but let me set certain limits. No choking, no slapping

my pussy that you make me cry and unable to move for days. Generally nothing

that leaves lasting pain. It's okay if I'm tired and aching a bit afterwards,

but I want it to be a dull pain if it has to be that way, something that can be

ignored. Considering what we've already done together in my first night with

you, you can go farther than with the first part, but not as far as with the

second part. You don't have to make me cum if that means sticking to that.

Okay?"

I hated the way my voice sounded, a bit desperate and pleading, but at least I

had the courage to spell that out what kept lurking behind my eyes. Tane just

looked at me for another moment, an expression of mild bewilderment still on his

face, then nodded. "That shouldn't be too hard, but it will take time if I

really do it properly." Somehow that broke the tension that had been building up

inside of me, and let me exhale in relief. "You said we wouldn't have anything

else to do today apart from biding our time?" Tane nodded once more, but still

had that sincere look on his face, not smiling or something. Maybe he wanted to

convey the impression that he took my request seriously, making me a bit more

comfortable with it. It worked. "So when do you want to begin? Now? I'd advice

you on using the toilet beforehand, because it can get nasty if you have to

relieve your bladder in the middle of something. But we can always wait, or do

something else before, if you want more time to consider."

Now he was a bit too sensitive for my likings, sounding like a hesitant boy who

was alone with a girl for the first time. There were times when even I wanted to

be treated that way, but right now was not one of them, as most of the time. So

I just frowned down at him. "I'll go outside to pee and shit myself out so that

there won't be any disturbances from my side, and in certain conditions I might

even find your hesitant attitude charming, but right now I want to be fucked, I

want to be used, now that I brought up the courage to admit that I want exactly

what I balked about the day before you just have to reward me with it."

Finally that smirk returned that I had been waiting for, and his hands found

their way to squeeze my buttocks before I could slap them down. "Just wanted to

hear it out of your own mouth. It's just so much more fun when you get agitated,

same as when you beg me to fuck you when I just stay to teasing. And I will be

teasing you a lot today, be assured of that." I rewarded him with a long kiss,

then slid off him and out of his grasp and went out in the rain to get myself

ready. I took my time even when the rain kept slashing down at my bare skin, but

I wanted to make sure that I didn't need another break too soon.

When I came back in Tane was unwinding several coils of rope. A whole heap of

leather straps already lay on the bed, and I was beginning to wonder where he

stored all that stuff. At least one of the chests that stood in the room must be

full of his paraphernalia. And who knew what else he might keep there?

He motioned me over to the bed. "I'm ready in a minute, make yourself

comfortable, might be for the last time in hours." His grin was full of dark

anticipation, which only added up to the fluttering in my stomach. Yeah, I was

nervous, only getting more so when I lay down on the bed and watched him work

around with the rope. When he caught my gaze Tane laughed. "Already getting

squeamish?" I shook my head, but from his broad grin it was evident what he

thought about my denial. Then he finished, and let the ropes slide on the bed.

"Let's begin before you change your mind. Get up on the middle of the bed on

your knees, back straight, sit down on your heels and open your thighs. Hands

folded behind your back." I did as he told me, taking my time to arrange myself

that way on the bed. Tane got up behind me with a leather strap in his hands. "I'll

start with your hands, tying your arms together. You should already be familiar

with that."

He began to draw my hands to the opposite elbows until I could nearly grasp the

opposite upper arm and wound the strap from wrist to wrist, encasing my lower

arms in leather. He had already done that on our first evening, but today it

felt different, the binding being not so tight as in cutting into my flesh, but

when I tried I couldn't even begin to bring my arms more to one side or the

other. "Hold still, fidgeting will only prolong the whole thing and bring me to

unpleasant ideas. Or does it hurt in any way?" I shook my head. This way my

shoulders were not really strained so they didn't hurt. Still I had to try.

"By the way, do you want me to tell you what I am about to do, or do you prefer

to be left in oblivion as long as possible?" I thought about that for a moment,

and as I was no longer able to shrug I had to give him a verbal answer. "I don't

know, do as you like." A grunt came from behind me, then he briefly tested the

strap, yanking a bit. "I simply love this way of securing your arms, it forces

your tits out just nicely." With a chuckle he hopped off the bed and returned

with a handful of ropes and more straps, again getting behind me.

"I'll have to retie you several times, beginning with you just sitting here

being bound, and if I see that it works and you like it, I might get far enough

to really suspend you in the air. The wooden beams should support your weight

with no problems." He got to stand behind me and flung two of the ropes over the

rafters so that they were hanging down, and began to somehow knot them together.

I couldn't see much from this angle, but I guess that was exactly why he had

tied my arms already, so that I wouldn't be able to always see everything he was

preparing.

When he finished he knelt down again and fastened the two loose ends of rope

around my elbows and bound arms. I was about to wonder what he was doing this

for when he finished and once jerked on the knotted ropes. My arms were slowly

drawn up so that I had to raise from my seat at my heels so that my body

wouldn't be drawn up by my arms alone. Just when my arms were about to begin to

protest he stopped and somewhere fastened the ropes so that I was secured that

way. As long as I didn't move I didn't really feel any strain, but that surely

had some possibilities.

Next he fastened broad leather straps around my thighs near to my hips, with the

straps running about two fingers away from the top of my tights. The other ends

of the corresponding straps were wound around my ankles and drawn tight, forcing

me to bend my knees a bit and lower my bottom - which I couldn't do of course as

my position had to stay unchanged for my shoulders not to hurt. Tane took his

time to rearrange both the ankle straps and the ropes that help my arms until he

had found the point where I was no longer really comfortable, but nothing hurt.

After finishing he crawled around me and for some moments just stared at my

body, at first checking for me to sit up straight and so on, then simply

admiring his work and the object he was to show his skills on. I tried to lock

gazes with him, but he always looked away, not really avoiding my gaze but not

looking me in the eye either.

When he moved again it was to scoot in front of me so that he was inching my

knees still further apart with his hands. He allowed a curt smile to cross his

features and bent towards me, kissing me gently and passionately, while

beginning to let his hands wander over my body, starting at my shoulders,

moving down to my legs, and up again, all the time lightly dancing over my skin.

Soon he stopped kissing my lips but moved on to my neck and lower, sometimes

only lightly touching my skin, sometimes sucking it up into his mouth.

Over the next minutes he touched nearly every spot on my front, only leaving my

breasts untreated. I just closed my eyes and let him caress my skin, while I

felt that on the one hand I was getting mildly aroused, and on the other hand

relaxing more. He then moved on to my back, treating the skin there in the same

way as my front, but paying special attention to the taut muscles in my

shoulders. Light shivers ran through my body from time to time. It somehow began

to vex me that he had tied me up to prevent me from moving, but I guess that was

the sense behind all that.

After finishing with my back Tane stopped, and began to untie the leather strap

that fastened my arms together, yet leaving the ropes over my elbows in place.

Even when my arms were free I did nothing but flex my fingers briefly. He

fidgeted around with some ropes, beginning to tie them somehow together. "If

your shoulders still hurt too much, tell me." He then undid the leather around my

arms, and the ropes over my elbows but on the same time tied others around my

upper arms, with one rope running over my torso all the way around. After tying

some more be told me to align my arms at my sides and draw them back, with my hands

clasping one another. I did as he told me, and be wound a lot of rope around my

arms at the upper arms, elbows and above my wrists, tying my hands together,

forcing me to draw my shoulder blades closer together.

When he had my arms secured again he hooked the ropes that had formerly been at

my elbows through some of the loops he had created and heaved my arms up a bit.

It did hurt in my shoulders, but after securing my arms once more it was a

tolerable ache. When he was finished there he began to wind more rope around my

torso, some at the top of my breasts, some beneath, directly over my ribs. Once

more he took his time knotting everything in the back while making sure that no

rope cut into my skin. It felt like all the ropes would come together at one

point somewhere in the middle of my back, making him curse once in a while

because his tying my arms this way made it harder for him to get everything

right, but as I was in no position to help him, I just waited.

With a last yank on the ropes Tane let go of me again and hopped off the bed

once more to look at me. He curtly nodded, then got in front of me again and

rightened the ropes to his liking. Another moment he hesitated, before he looked

up at my face again. "Everything okay until now?" I just nodded, keeping it

simple. After a last check Tane got off the bed once more to return with several

more ropes and began winding about half of them around my breasts and back for

securing, and the rest around my waist, with two tight strings running over my

pussy and asshole.

If he had asked if everything still was okay I would have complained, but until

now nothing really hurt, so I kept as silent as possible. With my tits now

tightly bound they kind of jutted out, and Tane took his time to explore them

with his mouth, being very gentle doing it, making my arousal rise once more.

When he felt my nipples stiffen he reached down to the ropes that ran over my

pussy and began to gently tuck on them. I inhaled loudly when he made them chafe

over my clit, yet that didn't slow him down in any way. And although that hurt a

bit it also made me long for more.

I was just stifling a moan when he stopped and reached behind me once again to

show me a dark folded cloth. I was just about to ask him what that was for when

he reached up to my head and wound the cloth twice around my face over my eyes,

tying it in the back. The blindfold didn't let any light in as it was wrapped

nearly from my forehead to the tip of my nose, and that somehow made me nervous.

Just when I was about to really complain, a finger appeared above my lips.

"Hush, it will only heighten your sensitivity to my touch." Once again he bent

down to lap at my nipples, this time not only sucking on them, but biting down

gently and drawing the flesh away from my breast a bit. Then his attention to my

body suddenly ceased, and after feeling the bed shift under his weight I was

unable to tell what he was up to. I couldn't even hear him walking around the

room.

Wood creaked, and the bonds around my shoulders, arms and at my back suddenly

were drawn tight, also tightening the bonds around my breasts. Pain began to

find its way through my body, and I felt myself being lifted in the air a bit,

instantly began to swing around slowly. From time to time I could feel my knees

touching the bed, so I was not far from it, but my whole weight lay in the ropes

which cut into my flesh just nicely. I whimpered a bit, and felt the first signs

of fright knotting my stomach. What had I gotten myself into?

I nearly yelped when Tane gently touched my middle, steadying me in the air. The

bed creaked a bit, and he let go of me again, only to let his hands appear on my

thighs seconds after that. His caress somehow felt strange, until I realized

that he had somehow turned his hands upside down, stroking me with his hands

coming up between my legs. More creaking followed, with his hands leaving my

body once more. Yet I could hear him breathing close to me, so he must have

stayed on the bed.

Gentle fingers began to stroke over my pussy lips, drawing the flesh underneath

the ropes to the side, leaving me open and vulnerable. The coarse fabric of the

ropes downright bit into the soft inner folds of my labia. I tried to wriggle

around a bit to get my nether lips to slide back together so that the rope would

again sit firmly at the less sensitive outer parts, but I was only rewarded with

a gentle, yet firm, slap over my pussy. "You won't succeed anyway, so stop

struggling. Or do I have to tighten your restraints?" I shook my head, not

knowing if he could even see it, and hoped that that was enough.

Tane's breath blew over my exposed pussy, and I nearly cringed with sudden

arousal. Once more he tucked at my pussy, drawing my outer pussy lips still

farther apart, just to the point when I began to tense up because it hurt. He

kept his fingers over my labia, making sure that the flesh wouldn't get back,

and briefly chuckling, making things lower in my body tighten up even more.

The next thing I felt was his tongue sliding from my hole up to my clit,

greedily sucking the small bud into his mouth. I yelped when he sucked so hard

that it nearly hurt, but he just kept on for some moments, before running his

tongue back down my slit until he stopped at my hole, sliding his tongue inside

of me. He couldn't reach any really sensitive points this way, yet it aroused me

nevertheless. After that he kept on licking the flesh around my hole, then went

up again to lick at the flesh around my clit, to begin once more to suck on it.

This went on for quite some time, me getting really wet not just from his

saliva. Yet when I began to moan he got slower in his wanderings, finally

staying at my clit, now no longer sucking hard on it but keeping it in his mouth

while swivelling his tongue over it. From that point on it was only a matter of

minutes until he had me on the brink of orgasm. Tane haltered for a moment, and

I got really scared that he would just leave me there about to come but never

being allowed to, but it had only been to bring his mouth even closer to my

pussy, because the next moment he resumed his licking. He kept it up until the

first contractions ran through my body, accompanied by my loud panting, and then

once more changed to sucking hard while I came all over his face. He made me

last for longer than a minute, and only stopped when I sagged in my bonds, all

my energy spent in the release.

Sweat had broken out all over my body, and while I calmed down he ran his hands

all over me, making me moan regardless of my spent state. Once more my nipples

got some extra treating, although this time he only pinched them softly between

his fingers.

When I was again able to I tried to straighten up a bit in my bonds, at least

regaining my straight back, and Tane didn't scold me for that. On the contrary,

it seemed as if he had been waiting for that, because he ceased his working on

my nipples and let go of me completely. For a moment I thought he was abandoning

me now, getting a bit grumpy about that. It was really nice of him to make me

cum, yet after gathering my strength I was just about ready for the next round,

whatever he had in mind. My breasts were already beginning to tingle from being

bound, making my nipples ache from that alone, so he should at least take

advantage of this.

Once again the creaking bed indicated that he was repositioning himself, and

when I felt his hands on my thighs once more I knew that I had been right as he

was touching me form the other side once more. I was just about beginning to

wonder what he was doing now, when I felt the tip of his cock at my vagina. He

only left me enough time to exhale once, getting a good grip on my hips, and

then pushed himself up into me.

I was wet enough not to complicate everything, yet the angle was somehow askew,

and it hurt when he was fully inside of me. I whimpered a bit, trying to tell

him that I didn't feel all that comfortable, but Tane ignored it, only drawing

out about halfway to burry himself completely once more. Now I couldn't keep

from panting, making a little noise of pain, but he still went on, gaining some

speed with his balls slapping against my pussy and ass. I realized that the

position must be a bit awkward for him as he was thrusting his hips upwards to

even get his cock to my opening, but judging from his pace he managed just

fine.

His hands disappeared from my hips and instead took hold of my breasts. He

squeezed really tight, making me gasp even more, and just kept on pounding my

pussy. My sounds of pain got a bit louder, but it was not pain alone that

resonated through my body. I was just about to get aroused once more when he let

go of my breasts and stopped with his whole cock inside of me.

I had only one moment to wonder, then one of his hands landed in a forceful slap

on my right breast. I cried out in pain, only shouting again with the second

and third slap. He stopped at five, only to administer five more slaps to my

other breast. Tears sprang to my eyes and were soaked up by the blindfold. After

the slaps he resumed his humping of my vagina, yet stopped after just about one

minute to slap my tits once more.

This went on for quite some time. My breasts soon hurt a lot, and after the

sixth time of slapping I couldn't keep on whimpering and crying alone. "Please

stop, it hurts too much!" I only got a grunt for an answer, and when he slapped

me again it was harder still. Once more I begged him to stop between wails and

sobs, but Tane just kept on. The only difference was that his slaps got harder,

same as his fucking me got faster, but both could have also been coming from my

imagination. And the way his cock felt inside of me he wasn't even about to cum.

When I begged for him to stop for the third time I got ten additional slaps, but

when my wailing wouldn't cease Tane stopped and waited until I calmed down again

a bit. He shifted, getting his hands back to my hips and let them rest there. "I

give you a choice. Either get on with this until I cum, but that could take some

time as you are all wet and not really clamping down on me. Or I get the best

friend of your toy from yesterday. It's just a little shorter and lacks the

spikes. I would push it inside your wet, wet hole, secure it with some straps so

that it won't fall out, kneel down at your back and fuck your ass. That would

relieve you of the slaps, although I might pinch your nipples some more to get a

better grip on you." He chuckled briefly. "So what would you rather have, being

slapped or fucked in both holes at the same time?"

Now that he had voiced my options I really didn't know what to do. One sounded

more awful than the other. When I hadn't answered after ten seconds, Tane began

to pinch the skin of my belly. "Choose one, or I'll make the choice for you and

just keep on. You wanted the change, so what keeps you from taking the second

option?" I had to swallow hard to get my voice to work. "You're just big on your

own, I don't know if I could stand it with a wooden cock of equal calibre in my

pussy." Once more I got a chuckle from him. "It isn't that different from being

fucked by two real men. And as your ass is tighter than your pussy, even tighter

with your other hole stuffed, I will likely cum faster." Still I hesitated, and

then voiced the reason of my hesitation when he pinched me some more. "I've

never been fucked by two men at the same time, I can't say how hard that is."

Tane made a sound that closely resembled a howl. "Never?" I shook my head, and

wished for the blindfold to go away so that I could look him in the face, or at

least let him see my fear. He would have surely ignored it had he seen it, yet I

wanted him to know that I was just uncomfortable about that. "Well, then it's

about time for you to experience this. Change of plan, you don't have a choice,

I'll just do it."

Without waiting for objections from my side he slid out of me and jumped off the

bed. For a moment I thought about protesting, but kept my mouth shut. I could

always start when it really got worse.

It took Tane quite a while to find his not so little second toy, making me even

more uncomfortable. The longer he was away from me, the softer his penis would

get, and if the end of this would be him coming, I wanted it to happen fast.

With a shout of triumph Tane came back to me, making the bed rock when he jumped

on it. Without further hesitation he got behind me and then slipped his hands

around my waist, leaning with his head on my shoulder. "Just don't tighten up,

you should be wet enough for it to go in without problems." That was all the

warning I got, the next moment he began sliding the wooden prick up my vagina.

Of course I tightened my muscles, making him grunt a bit, but after some to and

fro he finally succeeded in getting that damned thing fully inside of me. It

didn't really hurt, only my fright kept me gasping.

Next came some construction of leather straps, but there must have been more

than just straps because when he had finished applying it to my body my whole

crotch was covered, yet leaving my ass bare. Once again I wished to be able to

see down my body, yet discarded that idea the moment Tane began to direct his

cock up my anus. I had been wrong, he was still rock hard, but needed to be so

to make it up inside of me.

After much grunting and panting he had finally succeeded and stopped for a

moment, I guess to catch some breath. I really felt stuffed, full to the brim,

but as long as he didn't move it was just a strange feeling, nothing really

hurt. Then he began to fuck me, at first gripping my waist, then letting his

hands roam up to cup my breasts once more, and it began to hurt once more. This

time the pain just didn't keep the pleasure down, but somehow fuelled my arousal

once more. Soon I was gasping from pain and pleasure both, matching the amount

of sound that came from the bastard that was fucking my ass.

Tane slowed down for a moment and moved his hands away from my burning breasts

to drag my blindfold down from my eyes to my neck. My eyes needed a lot of time

to adjust to the light, even if it was dim, because I had to shut them once more

when he resumed fondling my nipples. When I finally managed to see something I

looked down on my breasts, watching him knead the swollen, red flesh. It somehow

hurt even more when I saw how my tits looked, but didn't pay all that much

attention to that when Tane sped up fucking my ass even more.

With a roar he finally came. I could feel him convulse at my back, making me

scream when he squeezed my nipples harder still. Then he went still, yet kept

his tight grip on my nipples while softly kissing my neck. My screaming quieted

down to whimpers while tears began to run down my cheeks. When he finally let go

of me completely I whimpered some more, unable to stop just because the pain

didn't increase any more.

I kept whimpering while he slowly let my down on the bed again and undid the

bonds of my arms and the ones that kept me to the ropes for adjusting height,

yet left the bonds around my breasts, waist and pussy, same as the leather

straps that bound my legs and kept the wooden cock inside of me. After that he

gently pressed me down to lay at my back, with my legs now tied in an awkward

way, but as I was able to draw my knees closer to my chest it was bearable. My

tits, pussy and ass seemed to be on fire, the worst being my inner pussy lips as

the ropes had chaffed my labia all the while he had been fucking me, both him

alone and with the additional cock. Although my hands were free once again I

didn't do more then align them at my sides, waiting for him to undo the rest.

After discarding all the now unnecessary ropes on the floor Tane got up on the

bed again and crawled over to me. His cheeks were flushed and he looked a bit

drained but also satisfied. When he caught my gaze he didn't smile but kept an

earnest impression on his face, same as before all this had started. He extended

one hand and lightly ran it over the flesh of my breast, making me noisily draw

in some air between my teeth.

"Oh so tender is that flesh now, I wonder what you would do would I start biting

down on it." I grunted for a reply. "Haven't you pinched me enough?" He chuckled

briefly, then leaned over and softly blew some air over my nipples. My

traitorous nipples had nothing better to do than stand up erect, getting hard

instantly and hurting even a tad bit more. "See, even if you don't want to go

on, your body is not finished yet." Once again he didn't wait for me to answer

but instead leaned over me and encompassed most of one breast within his mouth,

sucking it up inside while lightly scraping the flesh with his teeth. For a

while he kept sucking and rolling his tongue around my nipple, then drew back a

bit with only my nipple staying in his mouth - and began to lightly gnaw on it.

At first I whimpered, then frowned, until I had to chuckle a bit. It didn't hurt

because he didn't really bite down on my nipple, but tickled it with his teeth.

By the time he was working on my other nipple he had to hold me down with both

hands to keep me from either evading him or drawing my feet up enough to keep

him from my breasts.

When he was satisfied with the result he stopped and looked up at me again. It

was a strange look, one that somehow chased away the smile on my face but let me

get serious once more. It wasn't threatening, on the contrary, but was so full

of hunger and lust that it made my throat tighten. The next moment he was all

over me, bringing his lips down on my mouth, nearly crushing my lips with his,

his tongue slipping greedily inside my mouth. All the while his hands undid

first the straps that kept my thighs and ankles together, then removed the

leather that held the wooded cock inside me.

I waited for him to remove the cock and instead fill me with his own, but he let

it inside and pushed his once more stiff prick next to my already stuffed hole.

When he began to push his member inside of me alongside the wooden substitute I

instantly bucked, but Tane had my hands trapped in only seconds, stopping my

jerking efficiently and stared down at me. He kept pushing, and it hurt, making

me try to buck once more. "Stop it, you are aroused enough, wet as water, so

don't cramp now and it won't hurt." I could just stare up at him. "You are mad!

Your cock alone is big enough to cause some women problems; I simply can't take

two in one hole!" He only smiled, although sweat began to break out on his

forehead. "But you are not some women, I have fucked you properly enough to have

loosened up any remains from former muscle pains, and I know that you can

stretch enough to get me in, too. It's just your mind that keeps me out."

He pushed in again, and I screamed at him that it was my body, not my mind, that

didn't let that work. Tane chose to ignore me once again and instead resumed

kissing me, nearly suffocating me for a moment when he stifled my cry with his

lips. He kept working on although I didn't relax until the head of his cock was

inside me. My pussy felt as if he was splitting me in two, which he probably

was.

Tane let go of my hands and instead weaved his fingers into my hair. I started

to cry while futilely trying to push his body off mine with my arms, but when he

didn't move I went slack, resigning myself to just cry nearly soundlessly. He

let me for a while, and then started kissing me once more. I resisted for a

moment but was even too tired to keep his tongue out of my mouth, so I let him,

yet with a minimum of movement from my side.

His kisses got a tad more persistent until I finally joined in, wrapping my arms

around his shoulders. The pain in my pussy was still hot and pulsing, but if he

kept still this way, just stretching me open, I would be able to live with it.

Of course he didn't

I only tightened my arms around his neck when he moved his hands down my body

for support, and began to push further into me. He kept his motions small, while

kneading the flesh of my pussy lips with his hands, and soon succeeded in

slipping in further. I moaned against his lips, still more tears streaming down

my face, but let him get on as I couldn't stop him. In the end it was me being

slack and nearly lifeless that got him deep inside of me. When he found it deep

enough he began to make small movements with his hips, resulting in sliding both

his cock and the wooden prick just about an inch in and out of me, making me

pant all the louder. With his hips and legs over my body he made the ropes chafe

once more, torturing my pussy lips and clit.

Tane's hands wandered to my legs and he brought them up to show me to wrap them

around his body. I simply submitted and did it, holding on to him as much as

possible, trying to relieve some of the pain to him. He kept this on for about

five minutes, all the while kissing me passionately as if to keep me from

screaming. Just when I thought I simply couldn't take it anymore he reached down

once more to unwrap my left leg from his body so that he could slide his hand to

my pussy and with his next thrust into me took hold of the wooden penis to

wretch it out of my pussy.

I bucked against him and let out another whimpering moan while pressing myself

even more against the bed. For some seconds it simply hurt, while I could feel

the walls of my pussy contracting to once more settle around his cock. When he

showed me the wooded prick I could see that it was covered in a grimy sheen

consisting of my and his juices and just a little blood. The way it felt it

should have been deep red, but apparently he hadn't damaged me all that much.

Tane threw the wood from the bed to embrace me once more, guiding his lips back

to mine. When he resumed fucking me it was still a bit painful, but was kind of

a relief to how it had felt before. With that obstacle out of the way my body

soon responded to his, and before long I was panting solely out of arousal.

When he finally came again he stopped moving after sliding his cock out of me, but

kept on kissing me still. My lips already felt kind of bruised but I didn't

complain, just wriggled in his arms to keep my body pressed to his. By the time

he stopped kissing me to draw his head back a little to just gaze at my face he

was slack again, and my hopes for coming a second time dwindled.

Outside the rain was still pouring on, but it had to be mid-afternoon by now. My

stomach began to complain already as I had not eaten since yesterday evening,

but Tane didn't seem to mind just laying around here with me in his arms. Still

he seemed to wait for me to complain, if not about the lack of food then about

this way of handling me, but I took my time.

He was just stroking my cheeks when I couldn't hold my tongue any longer and

caught his gaze with mine. "I won't ask for your deeper motivations for doing

that, just tell me why." Laughter sparkled in his eyes while he kept on stroking

my face. "Tell you why what?" I growled deep in my throat and thought about

hitting him somewhere, but discarded that idea. Right now I was feeling rather

okay, if a little bruised again, and I didn't want to change that for the worse.

"You know exactly what I mean. Don't keep avoiding me."

He chuckled and hugged me, not really paying attention to my silent resistance.

"The answer should be obvious." That just made me frown. "To hurt me?" He shook

his head. "To stretch you open a bit." Which didn't do a thing to lighten my

frown. "What for? Until now I didn't have the impression that my pussy needed

any kind of stretching exercise." Once more I got a laugh for an answer. "You

will be thanking me in the future for that, so quit fuming over it. I can tell

that it at least partly aroused you so quit bitching. If we keep this on for a

few days you won't feel much pain any longer when I'll begin working on you with

my hands."

Now that only let my suspicion rise. "Quit talking like that, simply tell me

what you intend to do to me. I don't like your shady hints." He just smiled

while he leaned towards me. "I'm going to do exactly what it sounds like. I'm

going to slide one of my hands inside your pussy up to at least above my wrist;

and you will love it. Don't stare at me this way, we might even get to two hands

if you relax enough."

I didn't quit staring at him, but instead turned around in his arms to show him

the proverbial cold shoulder. Tane just tightened his hand around my waist and

drew me to him until my back touched his chest and he softly kissed my neck.

"Don't get mad at me, just believe me. Have I not been right with most of my

predictions until now? I know how I can drive you insane from pleasure, why not

trust me now?" I blinked but stayed at my side, not looking at him. "Because it

hurts. And that's just perverted." He stopped kissing my skin to chuckle. "As if

that wouldn't apply to most what we are doing. Believe me, you'll love it."

He kept on kissing me for a while longer, but I still wouldn't turn around. I

wasn't really mad at him, but tried to keep my mind from thinking about his

words, and just staring at the wall was a good way to accomplish that. When he

realized that nothing would be coming from me he let go of me and got up,

murmuring something about cooking us something to eat. For a moment I thought

about getting up to help him, but decided to just stay here until he had finished

and came to fetch me.

After half an hour I couldn't stand it any longer and got up to meet Tane in the

kitchen. As I lacked once more a change of fresh clothes I just slipped a

blanket over my nude body - not that my modesty bade it from me, it was simply

too cold to go without clothes. Tane just briefly looked at me and kept on

stirring something in a pot while I flopped down in one of the leather chairs in

front of the well-lit fireplace. While he cooked I just stared into the flames,

letting their light and warmth slide over me.

When the stew was done we ate it, while Tane began to talk about some very

casual things. After dinner he even tried to teach me some more, but we both

knew that I was due for some practical lessons, and as the rain hadn't lessened

over the day he soon stopped and we went back to bed. It was still too early to

go to sleep, and I was grumpy enough for him to be content with hugging me and

reading a book. With my head resting on his shoulder I could have tried to

pursue the same task, but the text didn't interest me, and soon I fell into a

light kind of slumber. Another day passed, and I still didn't know if my life

had changed for the better.

Caught Fire

Part 4

By Dari

The next couple of days went by in a nearly normal fashion, compared to the

latest three. As the weather had gotten better soon we spent most of the day

outside, practicing. I wouldn't have thought it possible, but within four days I

was able to let flames materialize atop my palm and not burn my fingers, to set a

target on fire without igniting the whole surroundings provided it was big

enough, and set ropes, candles and small logs on fire by snipping my fingers at

them.

Training drained me of more than mere concentration, and after a day spent

outside I was nearly too tired to eat, let alone for other nightly activities.

Tane didn't complain, and only once teased me by saying that I only tried so

hard to learn to avoid having him fuck me, but that was not quite the case. I

would still have found the energy for that somewhere if he had insisted, but for

now he seemed content with me learning to control my abilities and staying

celibate for a few days.

It wasn't like he had to stay unsatisfied at all. We sort of established a

certain ritual in the morning. We had no stress to get up, as it was impossible

for me to work with my fire for more than eight hours a day before grave

mistakes started to happen, so we took our time in the morning. If he was awake

well before me and bored of just lying in bed, either reading or waiting for me

to rouse, he would turn around and gently begin to caress and lick my tits. A

nice kind of way to be woken up, and as he developed a slight obsession for my

breasts I gladly let him do it. If I was the one to wake up first I would get

down to gently suck him off. One might have expected that from the day on that I

first blew him in the morning I would always be the first to wake up whatever

the circumstances, but Tane seemingly wasn't one to only receive, he was also

ready to give, so our morning activities were kind of evened out. After fooling

around a bit we would then get up, have breakfast and get out for training.

Today was the eighth day of my stay with him, and somehow I was already used to

our daily routines. It was about midday and Tane was right now chasing me around

the house because I had not really accidentally attempted to singe his bare

toes, when I rounded a corner and skittered to a halt in front of a small

assembly of people, mostly mages. It must have been people who could teleport up

here, or else one of us would surely have spotted them climbing over the meadows

up to the hut.

Before I could really take them all in with a look Tane came crashing into me,

still oblivious of our visitors. He was about to bend me over his knee to spank

me, the same as the last two times I had sneaked some too hot air too near to

any body parts of his, when he suddenly became aware of them and let go of me to

straighten up and sober visibly. I did my own job of straightening my dress and

then once more gazed at the four people who had come up here.

Three of them were men, all much older than Tane and clad in a variety of long,

dark robes. One of them was the mage I had spoken to mostly at the Academy, and

he was the only one to direct a kind smile at me, a gesture I gladly returned. The

forth visitor was a tall woman. Although she must have been in her forties,

judging from the lines in her face and the texture of the skin on her hands she

still had jet-black hair and a much toned body. I could tell because the

assortment of leather straps she wore for clothing didn't do a good job of

hiding anything. Her hard gaze nearly made me cringe when it fell on me, and

when I slipped a gaze at Tane his jaw muscles were standing out enough to make

me wonder why I couldn't hear him grinding his teeth. I didn't know the woman of

course, but I had a certain suspicion, judging from his reaction. There couldn't

be many people in the word to make him show that much emotion if he didn't want

to.

The staring match went on for longer than a minute, and neither Tane nor the

woman once flinched or looked away. It would have gone on for a lot longer if

not one of the mages had cleared his throat, making the woman first smile and

then direct her gaze back at me. Tane tensed up some more beside me and now

frowned at the mage. I took that for a hint to avoid the woman's gaze. I didn't

know why she was here, but surely not because of me.

When he saw that he had Tane's full attention, the mage began to speak. His deep

bass somehow matched his exterior, old and worn down like a withered rock, but

also hard as one. "Apparently you haven't changed your teaching methods over the

last years, I guess your results will be even poorer?" I was about to frown for

myself when I saw Tane's hand nearly twitch into a fist and realized without him

telling me that most of what I'd get to hear would be either numb threads or

taunts.

"As you have been my guest that often in the last years I take it that you talk

from a lot of experience, Drake?" Tane's voice was dry and taught, and lacked

every mockery or other quality I had been getting so used to. I wouldn't go as

far as to state that these people were scaring him, but he was clearly annoyed.

Before Drake, whoever he was, could venture on the mage whom I knew took a step

forward with his hands raised up. "Please exchange your pleasantries afterwards;

we should at least state our business beforehand." Drake only snickered briefly.

"I guess that everyone here knows why we are here. Don't you, Tane? We're here

to take your little toy with us, so that her talent doesn't go all wasted."

A muscle in Tane's cheek twitched. "Jeanne is not my toy, she is perfectly

capable of understanding you so you can address her yourself, and she has made a

lot of progress over the last few days as you will see when you test her, so

there will be no apparent reason for her not to stay with me." I wouldn't go so

far as to say that he really cared for me personally, but that first part made

me blink briefly. I hadn't expected to get involved in that conversation so

directly, and he had sounded like he meant every word to the letter.

From the slightly bewildered look on Drake's face I could tell that he was

surprised, too, but he didn't leave it at that. "You are not going to tell me

that she can actually work magic, now are you? I'm sure you haven't even begun

to tell her a thing about it, lest teach her to willingly control it. I'm even

surprised that you've remembered her name, routinely you don't ask the girls you

fuck how they call themselves."

Once more a slight shift in Tane's posture and at least to me it looked like he

was fuming. Whoever these other people all were, at least two must know him

better than me so they had to know, too. Yet as Tane kept his mouth tightly shut

no one uttered another word for at least some minutes. From the looks of the

people I was the only one suffering from the tension around us.

This time it was the mage I knew who loosened up the situation once again. "Now

we should not keep our manners down and at least try to keep this formal, as

much as you seem to loathe that, Drake." He then introduced all of them. The

third mage's name I forgot the moment he was addressed as he seemed rather

unimportant. Drake was introduced as Tane's former teacher, which didn't really

surprise me all that much and the woman's name was Lathea, no job-description or

relation given. She still tried to catch my gaze, so I resumed studying the air

around our visitors. At least now I knew that Tane's story had been true, a

slight relief at last.

After the introduction Drake also directed his gaze at me, and the way he was

leering at me made Tane's normal look chaste. I was kind of proud to be able to

withstand his gaze without beginning to fidget around, but I still hoped for

this to go on fast and smooth.

"So, then show us what you've learnt if that impotent jerk of a sorcerer is

already boasting with it." I had somehow dreaded a sentence like that although I

had seen it coming. Tane took the time to tear his gaze from Drake to look at

me, trying to keep a neutral gaze but failing. Worry shone in his eyes for a

moment, but he quelled it quickly. We knew both that my control went directly

with my state of ease. We hadn't tested my abilities under stress in sense of

nervousness, but the chances were one to about twenty for me to get it right.

With a little luck this would be over soon, with a lack of that even sooner.

I exhaled slowly and then extended my hand to stare at my fingertips. My hand

was ever so slightly shaking, a sure sign that I was really nervous. Still I

tried to quiet down enough and concentrate on the air over my fingers to at

least conjure up some sparks, but nothing happened. I shut my eyes and tried it

again, but I didn't even get a feel for it, lest alone make it happen.

Drake snickered and broke the rests of my concentration, making not only me but

also the other two mages frown a bit. "From the posture all the master, but the

abilities are very like the dog you are. Oh, pardon me; bitch would be more

appropriate here." I didn't know if I should be offended or close to tears, and

let my arm drop to my side again. This time I didn't avoid meeting Drake's gaze,

even welcomed it. Anger sparked to life inside of me the moment I saw the

contempt in his eyes, and anger was what I needed now. When he saw me looking at

him Drake smiled a rather malevolent smile. "I know that Tane is a lousy

teacher, so I won't blame you for the lack of control he could teach you. I on

the other hand know how to handle a woman properly, and if there still might be

some problems my dear friend Lathea will surely help me to settle them."

Now I could hear Tane grind his teeth, and I even heard him stifle a growl. I

can't really explain why, but seeing him so close to loosing control angered me

even more, maybe enough. When my gaze travelled back from Lathea to Drake the

uneasy feeling in my stomach was back, exactly the feeling I had been waiting

for. Yet I didn't extend my hand once again, but turned my head to look at Tane.

"You keeping air ready?" He shot me a partly amused look out of the corner of

his eye and nodded ever so softly. "Sure." I put on a smile I didn't really

feel, looked back at Drake, and then set the grass between our two groups on

fire with a single swipe of my imagination.

Flames roared to life before me, emitting less heat than normal ones because I

had kept them down a bit should I not be able to limit them to the stretch of

grass I wanted them to show up on. Asking Tane had only been the second

precaution, he normally kept a good watch on me when I tried to ignite

something, mostly because my aim wasn't always that good.

The moment the flames went up Drake took a step back, getting out of the direct

vicinity of my doing. The glare he directed at me was evil, and he didn't leave

it at that. "That's not her doing, it's his. She could never be able to do that

much of her own in so short a time." The flames went out with his words, not

really out of my doing but because Tane quenched the air around them enough to

let them die because of lack of oxygen before I could loose control and set them

ravaging the whole meadow.

The third mage, the one I didn't know, cleared his throat briefly. "I don't

believe that, but I'm here to make it certain. Tane, would you be so kind to

come over here so that I might block your reach for some minutes so that we can

be certain that you are not involved in anything your student does?"

Tane was hesitant for a moment, but then nodded and went over to stand in front

of the mage, well away from Drake and the woman. A soft shimmering blue haze

surrounded him the moment he stopped, and although I didn't know what that

really was I opted for a means to keep his fire inside. Now that I was standing

here alone I felt a wave of uncertainty roll over me, but when Tane smiled at me

once more I exhaled again and extended my arm once more. This time flickering

flames appeared over my fingers before I had to really will them into existence.

I let them flare up for a moment, then closed my fist and extinct them again. My

hand was still shaking, and I didn't want to burn myself to ruin everything.

Drake had an angry frown on his face by the time I looked at him once more, his

mouth set in a thin line. Now it was him who was fuming, while Tane allowed

himself a slight smirk when he returned to stand at my side. "Now do you believe

me? She has great talent, but also a lot of will to learn, and until now my

students have always been the best of their trades when they left me to go out

into the world." He made a dramatic pause, then went on, now talking to all of

them. "As this is settled, are there other matters that have to be addressed?"

I expected them to shake their heads, but the mage from the Academy nodded. "I'd

like to have a word with Jeanne alone." Tane muttered a brief oath under his

breath that only I could hear and then stepped back to show his cooperation. I

had to struggle to keep a smirk off my face and just went over to the mage. When

I was at his side he began to walk a few steps so that we were out of earshot of

the others. Then he stopped and looked at me for a moment before speaking. "I

see that you indeed have learned much in the last week. I never doubted your

talent but am quite impressed nevertheless. But more important is the question

if you even want to stay with Tane?"

I took my time to formulate an appropriate answer and think about the whole

issue in one. Until now I had kind of avoided that topic. Of course I wanted to

learn, and I did loathe some of Tane's ways, but if people like Drake were the

alternative ... and if I was really true to myself, I didn't need people like

Drake to show me what I wanted. "If you have no objections, I would gladly stay

here to learn. Tane might have some unorthodox ways and his behaviour is

sometimes strange, but he is a good teacher, and I don't doubt that we will come

along just fine."

The mage frowned a bit, but then nodded. "As you wish. I have to admit that I

doubted that he would behave himself, but apparently he is a better teacher as

we all would grant him. Nevertheless, if any problems arise I hope you will come

back to us for help?" I nodded, omitting the slight detail that for now I would

need Tane's help to get back to the city, but as I had no real intention to ever

walk the grounds of the Academy again it didn't matter.

With a reassuring smile the mage turned back to look at the others. Tane and

Drake had resumed their staring match and were again throwing insults at each

other, both looking disgruntled and angry. "Looks like it would be better if we

were to leave soon. I knew that it was a risk to bring Drake with us, but if any

doubt arose we had to have someone of the proper capabilities with us." I tried

to keep a frown off my features, and instead posed the question that had

bothered me from the start. "Who is that woman, Lathea?"

Now the mage really looked sad. "Drake insisted on bringing her with him when we

approached him on the topic of testing Tane's new student. I don't know who she

is, but Drake mentioned her being in his dept and service, and that she was an

old acquaintance of Tane. From the way they behave it must have been a parting

that went everything but peaceful." He seemed reluctant to say more, maybe

because he didn't know, so I let it slide, and instead began to make my way back

to the others. The third mage seemed more than happy to see us coming back,

mainly because that might signal their leave.

Tane stopped glaring at his former teacher and instead looked over to me. "Go

back into the house, I'll join you as soon as I have bid farewell to our

honoured guests." He didn't even wait for me to nod but turned around to once

more glare at the others. I took that for a hint and hurried inside after once

more acknowledging them all. Inside I sat down at the table and resisted the

urge to get up once more to look out of the window to follow the conversation.

After about 15 minutes Tane came after me, banging the door shut behind him loud

enough to make the dishes in the cabinet rattle. His face was a mask of fury,

and he ignored me for a while, just stood in front of the fireplace and looked

into the suddenly roaring flames. I waited futilely for some minutes for him to

start talking or at least sit down, and when I couldn't stand it any longer I

got up and went to stand beside him.

Only when I laid a tentative hand on his shoulder he turned, and I nearly took a

step back when I saw the anger in his eyes. He no longer kept it from his gaze

when looking at me, and I could feel him shivering slightly, yet I doubted it to

be out of cold. "Get away, now, and don't return until evening. Or I won't be

able to restrain myself any longer." His voice was only a harsh whisper, and the

menace in his eyes was enough for me to let go of him. Still I didn't turn to go

out but stood my ground, staring him defiantly in the eye.

"Why should I go?" His eyes narrowed to slits. "Because if you stay I'll be

using you as a means to get rid of my anger, and you won't like that." I stayed

rooted where I was. "You have fucked me hard before, I can stand it." He began

to shake his head, then stopped and resumed staring at me. "I won't be fucking

you, more likely raping you. Now be gone or suffer the consequences of your

stupidity!" I couldn't quite say why I was so determined to stay, even when I

knew that he meant his every word. Maybe it was the hurt in his eyes that swam

somewhere underneath that boiling anger. I'm normally not that sympathetic, yet

there was something in his gaze that bade me to stay, to not leave him alone

that was closer to me than my own fears. So I just let out a shuddering breath

and looked at him. I knew that I was stupid, and some part of me only

wanted to run, but I forced myself to stay. If he really got too rough I would

turn that against him what he had taught me, although I had no intention in

doing that, but it was more backup than I ever had before.

When he realized that I wasn't going to leave he let out a low guttural moan,

clenching his hands into fists, staring at them. The next moment he was coming

at me, nearly faster than my eyes could follow his motions. His fist landed

squarely under my chin, rocking my head back and sending me flying, but before I

could topple to the floor two punches in my belly followed. I screamed, or tried

to, but only a strangled noise came out when I had no air left to scream inside

my body.

Tane just picked me up from where I had landed on the floor as if I didn't weigh

a thing and stomped into the bedroom. There he threw me on the bed, and before I

could roll over hit me again under the chin. While I was busy sobbing and

bringing my hands up to at least cover my head he ripped my clothes off me, and

only let go of me for a moment to fetch a rope. I was about to put up a fight

when he took hold of my hair and wretched my head back by it, exposing my

throat. His other hand settled around my wind pipe, closing enough to only let

me draw shallow ragged breaths. "Don't be so stupid to even think to defy me, it

will only hurt more."

With a shove I landed back on the bed, halfway on my knees and hands, and before

I could even think about it he took hold of my wrists and wrenched them back to

my ankles with one hand, dunking my head into the pillow with the other. I still

had trouble breathing from his punches to my stomach so I invested my energy

into turning my head so that I could get some air into my lungs instead of

struggling. He meanwhile bound my right wrist to my ankle, fairing the same way

on my other side. When I tried to shift around or throw myself to my side he

took hold of my neck once more and pushed my face deeper into the pillow,

cutting all the air from me. Only when I ceased struggling he let go of me once

more.

My vision swam a bit and my head hurt, making me unable to think clearly. The

loud hammering of my pulse in my ears drowned out everything else, and for some

moments I just lay there and tried to gather myself again. That was all the time

Tane needed to get out of his clothes, and before I could even turn my head to

look back at him he was already jumping at the bed behind me.

He took hold of my hips and entered me without hesitation, beginning to fuck me

before I could adjust to him being inside of me. I was not wet at all, so it

hurt to have his cock in my vagina, and his nearly furious pumping didn't do a

thing to make it less painful. Tane shifted his grip from my hips to grab my

breasts, sinking his fingers deep into my tender flesh. When he began to fuck me

even harder he put his thumbs and forefingers around my nipples and squeezed

hard, making me scream in agony.

Suddenly he came to a halt. With gritted teeth I asked myself what he might do

next, but I hadn't anticipated him suddenly letting go of me completely,

slipping out of me and curling up on the other side of the bed. For a moment I

just stared at his arched back, then I realized that the strange shivers that

seemed to run through his body were the side effects of a crying fit. From time

to time I could even hear him sob. Now that really didn't fit in any picture I

had of him.

I tried to shift a bit to at least get on my side or something, but my body

resisted and only complained about several hurting parts. I sighed and tried to

call Tane to attention, but he ignored me altogether. I waited for another

minute, but his condition seemed only to get worse, so I decided that I wouldn't

call down doom on myself if I fried my bonds a bit. This time, without audience

or any urgency, the ropes burnt through on my first attempt, singing the soft

hairs on my legs with them, but I didn't bother much about that.

Carefully I got up on my knees and first massaged my wrists and ankles, then

tentatively touched my breasts. He really had quite some efficiency when it came

to hurting me, but somehow the swollen state of my breasts didn't bother me that

much right now. Slowly I crawled over to Tane and tried to get a better look at

him. He had drawn his legs up to his chest and wrapped his arms partly around

his knees, partly hid his face in his hands, one hand cramped into his hair. His

whole body shuddered, and although I couldn't get a good view of his face I saw

tears streaking down his cheeks.

I settled back on my haunches for a moment and just stared down at him. I'm not

even used to comfort children or other women, with him I really was at a loss,

mainly because I didn't even know what had brought on that change of mood. Yet I

couldn't just sit here and do nothing, so I extended one hand to lay it gently

on his upper arm. I could feel him flinch under my fingers, but when I gently

stroked my hand down his arm he let me without pulling back.

With a sigh I lay down next to him, propped myself up on my side and began to

touch his shoulder and upper arms with my hands. When I edged nearer to him and

slid one arm beneath his arm to rest across his chest he let out something very

close to a wail of agony that nearly made me stop, but when I drew him into a

half-embrace he let me, so that he finally lay with his head on my chest, half

on his side, half on his back. He kept his eyes firmly closed and kept on

sobbing while I loosened his hand from his hair and stroked some rebellious

strands out of his face. He convulsed several times under my caresses, then I

gave up and simply wrapped my arms around him to let the feeling of my warmth

and my skin do the comforting that I was so incapable of. I kept making stupid

little noises that might or might not have been comforting.

He lay several minutes in my arms and just cried, now no longer suppressing the

sobs but letting his misery out freely. When I began to stroke his face slowly

he shifted around to burry his face between my breasts, bringing his arms around

my body this way. I could still feel him shudder, and the tears now ran down

over my chest, but he seemed to quiet down a bit. As I had nothing else to do I

began to undo his hair and slowly stroke it. Many women might kill for that kind

of hair he had, and outside the bedroom he always kept it gathered in a tight

ponytail, as if to hide its glory. Stupid things to think about while comforting

a man, I know, but I really was at a loss here. I guess it would have been much

easier for him to comfort me that way, but as there was no one else around but

me I would have to suffice.

I was so absorbed in stroking his hair that I didn't realize when he stopped

crying altogether. Only when he raised his head to look at my face did I see

that he had calmed down. His grey-blue eyes were clouded over and red rimmed,

and his face still glistened with tears, and he seemed to have problems focusing

on my face. I stopped in mid motion, settling my hand on his shoulder and just

looked at his face. I didn't know what he might see there as I just felt blank,

but I found it kind of cruel to smile now, so I didn't even attempt it.

"Why did you stay?" His vice was raspy and he nearly choked on the words,

letting a few more tears spill over his cheeks. I just shrugged. "You needed me,

so I stayed with you. To give you some comfort if you needed it." A slight frown

appeared on his forehead. "I told you to go, what was waiting for you if you

stayed, why did you stay?" I didn't want to repeat myself so I just kept silent.

It was the only answer I could offer.

After a moment Tane's face screwed up and he buried it once more between my

breasts. "Oh gods, I've become the monster they always wanted me to be!" I had

problems understanding his words, but I felt the pain in them. His arms seemed

to tighten around my body, and he began to cry once more. There was nothing left

for me apart from resting my arms around his shoulders and waiting for it to be

over.

It took him about ten minutes to stop crying and calm down again, then he let go

of me and heaved himself onto his back once more, so that he was lying next to

me but keeping some distance between us. I sighed once more and rolled on my

side to look him in the face, as he kept staring straight up at the ceiling.

When he still didn't look at me I crawled closer still until my face came to

rest above his, forcing him to either look at me or turn his head. He chose the

easy way and stared at me.

Once again I sighed when he didn't say a thing. "Feeling better now?" I didn't

really know what else I could have asked, so that had to suffice. Tane resumed

staring at me, but answered when I was about to give up waiting for a reply. "A

bit. I just feel drained. Too tired to weep on maybe." I let a hesitant smile

creep up on my face and tentatively touched my fingers to his slowly drying

face. "I don't mind comforting you, but I'm so not used to it; you should tell me

how I can lessen your pain. How I can help you." He closed his eyes and

shuddered again, but it stayed at that. Tane brought one of his hands up and

rubbed over his face, then caught my hand in his and kissed the inside of my

palm gently. "You cannot help me, no one can do that. I'm just a ruddy bastard

who doesn't deserve a woman like you." He looked at me again, his eyes so full

of hurt that it tightened my throat. Before he could speak on I laid a finger

over his lips to silence him. "Hush, no more of this talk. I'm here out of my

free will, they even asked me if I wanted to get away from here today, and I

explicitly told them that here is the only place I want to me. Don't blame

yourself for more than there is to blame at all."

He didn't seem convinced, but I guess I'm not that good at conversation. Maybe I

could let something else speak for me. Without leaving his face with my eyes I

slid down on the bed until my head was over his crotch and began to slowly kiss

his cock. I had never seen him that slack and I had to work with my mouth and

hands for quite some time to get him to stand up to greet me. Tane all the while

fixed me with his gaze, an expression of bewilderment on his face that only

deepened when I got up to straddle his body between my thighs.

When I guided his cock to my pussy his hands came up to my body and stopped me

in mid motion. "Just what do you think you are doing?" I was quite surprised

about that question, so I just looked at him for a moment, trying to detect if

he really meant that the way it had sounded. When I saw not even the hint of a

smirk on his face I frowned. "I'm going to fuck you, how does it look?" His face

screwed up again and for a moment I really feared he would start to cry again.

"But why? I must have hurt you before, good spirits I hit you hard enough to

break your jaw or some ribs, just why?"

For a moment it nearly made me smile that for once he was the one who only

uttered incoherent sentences, but I kept that hidden and put all the honesty I

could scratch together on my face. "Forget that, I had to know what was in store

for me, and I won't blame you. But some days ago you told me that you'd love to

have me over you, fucking you, with having nothing to do but play with this nice

pair of firm tits." I reached up to catch his hands in mine, bringing them to

rest on my breasts, while I kept my hands on his so that I was sure that he

wouldn't let go of me again.

Tane kept on staring at me in bewilderment, but when I let my hands slide down

his arms to his chest his grip tightened a bit so that my tits lay firmly in his

hands. When he didn't speak up again I brought my hands down to my crotch again.

With one hand I spread my pussy lips, with the other I guided his cock to my

vagina, so that I slid down his length when I lowered my hips. He kept still the

whole time, being as passive as I ever had seen him. This kind of unnerved me

but now I was determined to get that haunted look off his face, and if I had to

fuck him until he went insane I would do it.

I was still everything but aroused and his brutal fucking had me torn up a bit

inside, so it hurt at first to slide up and down his cock, but my saliva

provided enough lubrication to get the thing started at least. For a minute or

so it really seemed as if I would have to do the job alone, but then I felt him

begin to move his hips to my rhythm, while he slowly got harder on his own.

When he let go of my breasts I let him, although I didn't really know what to do

with my own hands. I decided on running them up and down his taught belly and

well muscled torso. Slowly a sort of confidence leaked back into his eyes that

made my spirits rise once again. He then bent his upper body up towards me and

closed his lips around one of my breasts while embracing my body as much as

possible in that position. More from reflex than real arousal I started to moan

but instantly stopped myself when I realized what I was doing. We had agreed on

no pretence between the two of us, so I would stay true to that. Although his

gentle sucking on my breasts didn't really make me moan, it began to make me

hot, and soon I felt no pain while moving on his prick. So I closed my eyes and

wrapped my arms lightly around his shoulders, pressing him against me but

leaving him enough room to attend to both of my breasts.

Finally he let go of my tits again and looked up at me. There was still

hesitation in his gaze, but less than before, and most of the other qualities in

his look that normally made me shiver had returned, still tuned down but already

there. Now my smile was sincere when I directed it at him, and after a moment he

returned it. His hands travelled down to mine and loosened my grip around his

shoulders, then wandered back to stroke my back. The moment he suddenly gripped

both of my wrists in one of his and wound some tatters of my dress around my

wrists so that he bound my arms together behind my back I knew that we were back

to normal.

I kind of stared a silent accusation down at him, but he just leaned back to lie

on his back once more while smirking up at me. "You don't need your hands

anymore anyway, so I'm just helping to keep any hindrances out of my field of

play." I just grunted, letting that sound be answer enough. His smirk only

widened while he moved his hands back to my breasts.

The thrusts from his hips got a bit faster so I adjusted my own rhythm to his,

yet when I wanted to speed up more he forced me to quiet down a bit again. I

just snarled at him which brought a while grin to his face. "Oh stop it, you

don't have a reason for that. Yet." He let me hump on his cock some more, and

began sliding his hands down to my thighs. I didn't really know what that might

be good for, but then he stopped abruptly and pushed upwards with his hands

under my thighs, basically pushing me off his cock. I uttered some sounds of

protest, but he only slid sideways out from under me and then settled me back on

my knees. Some candles flared to life when he got up on all fours to crawl off

the bed.

I stayed where he left me but followed his every move with my eyes while he

shuffled around the room. Soon he was back at the bed, putting two candles on

the posts of the foot of the bed. With him he also carried one of his leather

straps that he began to loosely tie around my ankles. In the middle between my

feet he drew my arms back until my fingers touched the bed and fastened the ends

of the leather straps around my already bound wrists, giving me some room to

move my feet but keeping my arms well back with my back arched a bit.

Tane got back in front of me and ran his hands from my tights up to my

shoulders, curtly admiring the relative flat my body was forced to provide, with

my shoulders farthest away form him and my knees nearly touching his. In his

eyes I could see that he really admired what lay in front of him.

Once more he brought his lips down to meet my tits, but this time he let his

mouth travel over my whole upper body. I was about to close my eyes when I saw

him reaching behind me, what instantly drew a suspicious frown to my face. Hey,

no one could blame me for that, it was always a bad sign when he began getting

his things from behind my back where I couldn't see them before.

When he came back with one of the candles I nearly relaxed again, at least until

I saw the look of mischief coming to his eyes. "Don't you dare!" I punctuated

every word, but that didn't seem to add any more weight to them, only made him

smirk even more. "You going to stop me?" With that he raised the candle high

over my body and then tipped it slightly to one side, making it spill some

molten wax down to land on my belly.

I cried out, more because of the anticipation than the actual pain, and bit my

lip when I saw him moving his hand to a higher position. The next blog of wax

landed between my breasts, making me shudder and draw my shoulders back even

more. Before I could begin to protest he put down the candle once more, maybe

just because there was no wax left to spill, and instead took hold of the other

one.

This time he moved the candle closer to my body before tipping it, and the wax

that slowly dribbled down on my left breast was a lot hotter than before. I

cried out once more but couldn't avoid him when he let even more wax pour over

my other nipple. While I was panting to get my breath back he put the second

candle down again to admire his work. "This would be so much more fun if we had

differently coloured candles, but I guess the white ones have to suffice. I

really didn't think about how much fun this might be until now. You really

inspire me, sometimes."

I growled something guttural low in my throat, which of course made him smile

all the more. "I know, you're just about to call me a bastard again. Can we skip

that for today? I'd loath to have to gag you now, it just arouses me too much to

hear you hold your breath when you see me tipping the candle." He then picked up

the first candle again, but with a frown sat it back on the bed post. "That's

just inconvenient. Wait a moment, I'll go get more. Don't run away, lovely."

With a chuckle that originated from the snarl he got from me because of the last

part he jumped from the bed to fetch a whole armload full of candles that he

neatly lined up on the foot piece of the bed and then lit up with a snap of his

fingers.

When he knelt down in front of me again his face had lit up with glee. He kept

fidgeting around some more, than picket the first candle up to dramatically

pause with it over my body. "Just don't flinch too much, my aim is not that

good; definitely something we have to work on." He then upended the candle and

the wax sloshed down on my lower body, with the last driblets stopping just over

my pubic region.

Before I could exhale in relief Tane had already gotten the next candle, and let

the wax drop down exactly where the last had stopped. Despite my bonds I nearly

jumped up with a shout, only Tane's persistent hands on my shoulders kept me

down. He even dared to laugh while I tried to calm down and blank out the red

hot pain that radiated from my pussy.

With the next candle he moved back up to my breasts, making sure to let the wax

drop down from high above so it wasn't that hot. It wasn't like I would get used

to the pain but it somehow lessened when he poured it over patches that were

already coated. Within the next half hour he did a good job of getting wax all

over my upper body.

When he finally stopped it was not because of a lack of candles but it seemed to

have become quite boring without me nearly jumping with every drop of wax. The

whole skin of my torso burnt and itched, and I really longed to get rid of that

all, so I was not unhappy to see him blow out the candles one by one.

Once more he studied his work, still smiling. He looked much younger with that

expression on his face. Younger and nearly innocent, but then again Tane could

never really look innocent. Only less guilty than before.

He briefly picked on some stray drops on my shoulder, before getting up once more.

"We'll have to get that off of you again I guess, so let's see if I can find

something to remove it with." All too soon he was back, waving a sort of whip in

front of my face, only that it consisted of many small leather straps that were

gathered in a leather-wrapped handle. It didn't look particularly dangerous, but

I trusted Tane to use nearly everything as a means to torment me. When he

started whipping me with that thing I gave myself a point for judging that

right, but not the initial removal of the wax hurt, but Tane's oh so accidental

strokes that went wide of the wax and landed mostly on my tits, belly and over

my pussy. And he was very thorough to remove every last bit of wax with his

whip.

When even he had to admit that there was no wax left he let the whip drop to the

floor and crawled behind my back to relieve me of my bonds. I eagerly rotated my

shoulders but got no chance to change my position, because Tane was already

kneeling in front of me again with his knees between my thighs and an inviting

smile on his face. I hesitated for a moment, then rose up a bit and edged nearer

to him. He eagerly embraced me and kissed me long and passionately while gently

sliding into me once more.

I made a show of frowning at his intrusion but he just smiled while he began to

move his hips. "Just tell me to stop and I will. You know that I follow your

every command." That only made me laugh, and instead of an answer I just kissed

him and let him fare as he liked. As things worked between us he was really

gentle, and when I finally came he let me slide to the bed to lie down next to

me.

We didn't talk for quite some time, didn't even touch one another, and for once

I was kind of happy to be able to give my still aching skin some rest. When I

tentatively probed my belly I found the two patches of muscles where he had hit

me, same as with my jaw. It was an all too familiar feeling of pain, and I

decided to just let it be, as there wasn't much that I could do about it anyway.

By tomorrow I would have a nicely swollen jaw and maybe some purple bruises on

my belly and face, but I had received beatings that were more painful and had

left worse wounds.

Yet Tane caught me assessing the damage and turned around to slide one hand over

my still probing hand at my belly. "I'm sorry. This sounds stale, I know, but

please believe me." I avoided his gaze for some time, but then studied his face

for a moment before answering. "I've said it before, I knew what was to come and

still I stayed. Call me either sentimental or stupid, you needed me. Maybe not

for letting off steam, but that wasn't that horrible, either. I've been through

worse for less."

His hand slid upwards to gently cup my aching jaw. "But you didn't do a thing to

deserve it. There was no reason why it had to be you, none at all. Yet you are

not angry with me?" His tone was half pleading, half disbelieving, and made me

smile in spite of myself. "No, for once I'm not mad at you. And I do believe you

that you are sorry, although I quite enjoy you apologizing." He then returned my

smile, with a slight leer coming back into his gaze. "So, you like that? You

might even want me to try to make it up to you?" So much for we had already been

fucking and were both tired. And I knew that accepting such an offer might only

be the ouverture for another round that ended with me regretting it at least

partly, but call me selfish, I was still hot so why not get it on again?

So I just smiled and opened my legs for him. He briefly looked down on my spread

thighs and grinned. "My, you are everything but modest. Next you are going to

just start moaning when you feel like it?" I just smiled. "Try me." Tane grinned

and brought his lips to mine, and after that started nibbling at my ear. With

his mouth so close to my ear he spoke on, softly. "You know what we have been

talking about before?" I just frowned, but didn't turn my head. "Concerning

what?" "Concerning what my fingers might do to you once they are inside your

sweet little pussy?" I felt dread rise inside of me, but he seemed to have

anticipated that because he hushed me before I could speak up. "I know that you

loathe my methods, or rather my two wooden pricks, so let's try it the way you

proposed." Now I only frowned harder. "And that would be?" Tane chuckled softly.

"Just try it without any further exercise beforehand. I guess this way you won't

cramp down so much, so it will go easier all the way." He resumed kissing my

neck while I tried to find an excuse for keeping that topic off the bed for

today. Before I came up with one he spoke once more. "Don't panic now, I'll

simply go down on you now, and when I find you warm and wet enough I'll try, but

if I encounter any problems I'll just stop and go on with other activities. As

you will be staying with me for quite some time now we don't have to rush

things." When he smiled down at me I just nodded, instantly hoping for him to

stay true to his word. If he really meant it to make something up to me he might

stick to it. At least I hoped that it would go this way.

Before Tane moved from his place beside me he groped down on the floor to bring

something up on the bed - yeah, right, the ever present leather straps. I just

sighed and mockingly snarled at him. "Might it be possible for once to just

leave them? My wrists are still sore from earlier." As I proof I raised my

wrists. Him tying me for the wax playing hadn't done a thing to my wrists or

ankles, but the way he had wound the ropes around before had been way too

taught. Only now I saw small blisters on my fingers and the skin over my wrists

that made me frown all the more. Tane just took hold of the offered wrists and

kissed them before slowly winding a wide, soft leather strap around each of

them. "You would just hinder me the whole time. I know you, if I let your hands

stay free you only get mischievous ideas." I just shook my head while he

attached the connecting strap to the head board. At least he had left me enough

room so that my shoulders were not strained.

After having me secured once more Tane moved to lay down between my still spread

legs. He took his time working a pillow under my ass so that my pussy was fully

in the air, and I had to admit, it felt quite comfortable this way. Next he

softly stroked my pussy lips, but didn't tease me for long; instead he bent down

to spread my nether lips to begin to lick the cleft that went up form my hole to

my clit, staying for some time at the lower regions. I was kind of sensitive

around there what he had discovered the last time he had licked me, and so his

attention was not only drawn to my clit. While he lapped at the lower flesh of

my pussy two of his fingers moved to rest at my clit, slowly rubbing it.

All too soon my juices were flowing again and he exchanged his tongue for these

two fingers to gently suck on my clit. Maybe he was right, if I had my hands

free now I would surely have interfered in any way. So all I could do was wind

my fingers around the leather straps and the bar they were wound around and

utter all kind of appreciative noises.

He kept on rolling my clit with his tongue while sliding two of his fingers

inside my vagina. Even if we hadn't been fucking beforehand I would have been

wet enough to accommodate that without problems, but now they went in rather

smoothly. After sliding them in and out several times he stopped briefly, then

entered me with three of his fingers, now moving with more care than before.

Still no problem.

Tane intensified his sucking on my clit and I closed my eyes to better savour

the wonderful waves of soft pleasure that went through my whole body. I nearly

forgot what he had in mind as it didn't hurt at all to be fucked by three of his

fingers, when next he slid a forth finger in with the rest. I clamped my eyes

shut and took a better hold on my bar but tried to stay calm and relaxed. After

the forth try even that worked just fine. I was already hot enough to cum soon,

maybe even too soon, so it didn't really surprise me when Tane stopped sucking

on my clit and instead concentrated on working his fingers inside of me.

He didn't warn me, didn't hesitate or stop, just pressed all of his fingers

together and moved on, pushing them up my pussy. I whimpered a bit when I felt

the walls of my vagina give way too slowly, but he took his time, slowly

withdrawing again to enter me once more, ever so slowly, giving me time to

adjust, moving just a bit deeper with every new try. I bit my lip to keep from

screaming, not because it hurt but just because it was a strange sensation that

nearly made me cum when he got his hand nearly inside me.

Tane judged my response right and the next time he moved into me it wasn't slow

any more, and with a last push his knuckles went past the last barrier and his

whole hand slid up inside of me. For a moment I didn't have enough air to

breathe, but when I found it I started to whimper softly. I just felt fuller

than ever before, and although it did hurt a little it also nearly sent me over

the edge.

He stopped there and waited for me to calm again a bit, all the while keeping

his eyes fixed on my face, drinking in my emotions. When I felt able to go on

again I simply nodded and let my head rest back on the pillow. Tane began to

slowly move his hand inside of me, making sure that his wrist stayed inside all

the while. His motions stayed rather gentle and slow, still the impact of him

moving his hand inside of me rocked my lower body quite a lot. I kept on panting

and holding tightly to my bonds, while pushing my heels into the mattress. From

the low chuckle that escaped him I could tell that he had quite some fun with

his work.

When he saw that it couldn't hurt me all that much Tane began to pick up some

speed, while keeping his motions still small. Soon it was simply enough for me

and I came with a wail, convulsing heavily around his hand. And the bastard

didn't stop, he just kept on, even faster now.

I thought that I was going insane from the sensation and started yelling without

uttering any words, but he still kept on. By the time he made me cum a second

time he was pumping his fist rapidly inside of me. On the midst of that second

orgasm he yanked his fist out of my pussy, leaving me screaming on the bed. I

instantly curled up as much as I could, and just let the waves of pleasure roll

right through my whole body. I was very near to fainting from it.

It took me a long time to calm again, and by that time Tane had already undone

my bonds and I lay huddled in his arms, pressed against his chest. Only when he

gently stroked my cheeks I realized that I had been crying. Now I only managed a

weak smile and then rested my head against his chest with my eyes closed,

listening to his heartbeat. My pussy downright pulsed to the beat of my own

heart, a quite unsettling feeling.

Somewhere around then I must have fallen asleep, because when I opened my eyes

again I was alone, bundled up to the chin with blankets, and the first rays of

moonlight fell into the room. Exhaustion can do that to you, I guess.

When I tentatively began to move my limbs I just felt tired, but not in the

least sore. Once again I took my time examining my future bruises. Although it

did hurt I could never keep my fingers from poking around the hurt flesh. I

guess in some ways I am as far from normal as Tane in his ways. From my belly it

was only a short way down to my pussy. My pussy lips were still a bit puffy from

the former arousal, and when I slid two fingers just a bit inside of me they

came out coated in juice. The very same juice made my thighs sticky enough that

it made small squelching sounds when I rubbed my legs together.

With a slight grin on my face I got up and walked over to the door, stepping

over the shreds of my clothing without even looking down. When I entered the

main room Tane was sitting in one of the leather chairs, his hair lying in damp

curls around his shoulders. He looked up to greet me with a smile, then went

back to his book. "You can just go to the river for washing, if you feel like a

bath I'd gladly accompany you over to the caves for a soak." And other things

for sure, I added silently. Yet I was kind of hungry and at least for now my

level of satisfaction kept me from screaming for sex so I just went outside to

wash myself in the cold pool next to the waterfall.

When I came back in I helped myself to a blanket and some bread and cheese and

sat down on the floor in front of the fireplace. Tane kept his book in his hands for

pretence but studied me instead while I braided my hair and then ate the food.

When I had finished I looked up at him expectantly.

"Do you want to spend the whole evening down on the floor?" I just smiled and

flopped down on my back, drawing the blanket once more around me while looking

up at him. "Maybe. It's not that uncomfortable down here." Just to tease him I

put my legs up on the armrests of the chair, letting the blanket slide down my

legs to pool around my hips, giving him quite a good view at my pussy again.

Tane just smiled down at me. "You dearly need a shave, lovely. First thing

tomorrow morning." I pulled a face and let go of the blanket so that it slid

from my upper body, revealing nearly everything of my nude body. He didn't react

in any way to that, but then he had seen me nude a lot lately.

"Is it really that urgent? It's just a slight layer, like a short pelt, and it

doesn't itch at all." For demonstration I moved one hand down to my crotch and

gently stroked over the coarse hair that just began to grow on my pussy. For a

moment he kept his gaze fixed on my face, then let his eyes travel down to

follow the motions of my fingers. "That is already too much, lovely. We'll

better keep to a three-day-schedule. I only spared you because I didn't want to

distract you from your learning."

I snickered briefly. "If you really want to invest that much time in it, you are

free to do it. From what I have already seen you just like to have me lay

outside on the cold rocks so much that you would gladly shave me every day if

there was that much hair to grow in so short a time." He didn't deny it, just

smiled. "Maybe."

For a moment silence began to stretch between us. Tane sighed once more and

rested his head back on the head of the chair. "Is there any special purpose in

you displaying your lovely body so openly before me?" I just shrugged, meanwhile

resuming the stroking of the hair just above my pussy. "I don't know, should

there be one?" A haughty smile found its way on his face. "If you have nothing

else to do you could just demonstrate how you normally play with yourself?"

That startled me for a moment. Then again, if one considered where my fingers

were resting at the moment that idea might not be all that far fetched. Still I

felt a strange kind of reluctance. I don't know why, but masturbating was

something private for me, maybe the last vestige of my privacy that he had still

let me. Tane seemed to feel my hesitancy because he shifted a bit in his chair,

making himself more comfortable. "You don't have to, it would just interest me

how you do it. I just like watching you, and watching you play with yourself

might be even more interesting."

For a while I battled with myself, and finally came to the decision that I might

as well do him the favour. So I let my legs slide form the armrests to lie atop

his thighs and started to touch myself, bringing both of my hands up to my

breasts. While I slowly kneaded the flesh and pinched my nipples a bit I kept my

gaze at his face, but seeing him look at me just unnerved me, so I closed my

eyes and went on. I didn't need my eyes to know how my body was formed.

While I let my left hand rest on my right breast I moved the other down to my

pussy, sliding my fingers up and down my slit. A moment I considered putting on

a show, but then discarded the idea. In a common sleeping room you didn't have

the privacy to take an hour for pleasuring yourself, so I had leant to be quite

fast and efficient to keep the possibility of being caught low, and I would

surely not change my habits just for him.

Without further hesitation I moved two fingers to my clit, both not coated in my

pussy juice, and began to rub my bud, starting slowly but moving faster soon. I

bit my lip to keep from moaning and then rubbed some fluid over my clit that was

already seeping out of my vagina. Meanwhile I kept pinching my nipple, trying to

provide for a second source of sensations.

Soon I started to quiver softly, while I felt the normal good feeling radiating

from my clit. I didn't cum, didn't even bring myself near to a real orgasm

because the moment the first real pangs of pleasure appeared my clit got kind of

oversensitive and I stopped my rubbing to lay my fingers gently over my belly

while waiting for the feelings to subside.

When my breath had quieted down to normal levels I opened my eyes again to look,

quite defiantly, up at Tane. "Disappointed?" He shook his had and began to

massage my toes with his hands. "No. We have an agreement, and I still insist on

keeping it up. But you got me quite hot with it." That I could feel for myself

when I accidentally slid one of my heels into his crouch. He seemed to be quite

hard, harder than I had imagined. For a moment longer I stayed down at my back,

looking up at him. "Want me to tend to your needs?" He just smiled and let go of

my feet when I withdrew them. "Do as you like. I would appreciate your

attention, but it is your choice. I'd also gladly wait for you to wake up first

in the morning."

I growled at him and then got up on my knees in front of him. As I had suspected

he wasn't wearing anything under his robe so it was quite easy to slide the

fabric up to his hips and get a good look at his penis. He still made me gag

when I tried to deep throat him, but as Tane really didn't seem to mind if I

succeeded in getting him fully inside my mouth or if I just sucked, licked and

kissed my way over his cock while gently kneading his balls in one hand I mostly

went for the second option. It was just so much easier, and it sort of gave me

more control. And please let me keep that little control he left me, from what I

remembered of the last days it was the only time he let me work without

interfering or tying me up in any way.

I set to work slowly, first sliding my tongue over his cock, then kissing him

and once more licking around, followed by gently sucking on his head. He

normally didn't last long before he came, same today, but I did my own to try to

prolong it a bit. In the end I let him cum in my mouth, sucking his sperm nearly

out of his cock, and swallowed without being told. I never had much objection

for that, and now that he was clean after washing outside I didn't even

hesitate. The only thing that bothered me a bit was him patting my head like a

good puppy, which only made me growl, resulting in oh so slightly grazing his

member with my teeth, which in turn made him laugh.

After that we both got back to bed, only cuddling there as we both were content

enough with our states. For once I curled up against him with my chest touching

his, not with my back to him, which seemed to make him frown for a moment, but

he didn't mention it, so I just went to sleep that way. We all need a change

sometimes.