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TRAILS OF KARDAN IV
Kardan took her time walking down the hill towards Dirk. The information
she had received from Graff was encouraging, but it left her a little
bothered. The foremost issue in her mind was her arrangement with Dirk.
Their business was now concluded, and she had to decide how to handle
that. If she was going to be reverting back to her former self she
definitely didn't want to explain that to him. She made her decision by
the time she reached him at the bottom of the hill; they would part ways
at this juncture. Not only would the explanations of her situation be
awkward, but she also had begun to care about him enough that she didn't
want him getting killed.
"Did you get what you were after?" Dirk asked her as she neared him.
"As much as could be got," she replied.
Dirk seemed to realise what this meant as well. "Well... what now?" he
asked shrugging.
"I had just been thinking that," Kardan began, "and I suppose we are
ended," she concluded.
Dirk looked a little disappointed, but he didn't argue. "I suppose so,"
he conceded. There was a long pause while neither knew whether they
should walk away or not.
"I want you to know that I came to enjoy our...time together," Kardan
told him.
Dirk nodded. "I wonder if I could ask you to spend one more night with
me before we part," Dirk said. "If you want to," he added.
Kardan looked at him a moment and then smiled.
As evening set on the two lovers they were laying on their blanket near
the fire. Dirk was cuddled up behind Kardan, his cock pressing against
her backside. He began working her sex with his fingers, causing sighs
from Kardan. Moisture built inside her as she turned her head to kiss
him. When her excitement had made her ready, he pressed the head of his
member against the burning opening to her body. Slowly he slid inside
her, feeling her body accommodate him. Kardan pressed back into him,
enjoying the feeling of her body being filled.
They intertwined in this fashion for some time and then, desiring her
own climax, Kardan pulled away from him and turned. Facing Dirk she
crawled on top of him and straddled his hips, she lowered her pussy onto
his shaft, feeling the fullness once more. Taking control she began
grinding into him, Dirk accommodating her by thrusting up at her pace.
Soon she was moaning and crying out, her orgasm overpowering her. Her
energy and pleasure drove Dirk to his breaking point as well, and
shortly after Kardan started cumming, he peaked as well. He filled her
slit with his fluid as they both revelled in the pleasures of their
final coupling.
When the cold, grey dawn began kissing Dirk with its dew he awoke - to
find himself alone under his sheepskins. He stared a moment, looking at
the empty place left behind by the strange woman-fighter he had barely
known...
Traveling alone proved faster for Kardan, and by the following morning
she was entering a small town on the other side of the hills. She had
not eaten for most of a day, and she eagerly sought some place to find
some food. A modest inn sat in the center of the town, and she made her
way towards it. The entire population of the settlement could not have
been more than fifty people, though doubtless more were spread out in
the surrounding farms. Those that were there all eyed the strange woman
who swaggered in, staring down anyone who met her eyes. Kardan walked up
to the door of the inn and stepped into the dimly lit interior.
There were no patrons inside, and the only room was lit by a few candles
and some small windows scattered along the far wall. Kardan walked up to
the bar, and just as she was about to wonder if she was alone, the owner
of the place emerged. It was a woman who stepped out of the back room to
greet her. She was perhaps thirty years old, light brown hair tied back
from her face. Her body seemed healthy and strong, with a generous bosom
to boot. She had a tough look about her. One got the impression she had
acquired it from growing up too fast, being a pretty girl in such a time
and place as she lived in. Her eyes were a bright hazel, and her mouth
was sensual but warned that she had no taste for nonsense.
"I don't know you," she said flatly.
Kardan shrugged. "I don't know you either."
The owner of the bar looked Kardan over, not sure whether or not she
liked her new guest. "Usually it's men who come struttin' in here with
swords. I'm not sure what I make of you," she told the warrior woman.
"You can make me out to be a friend, unless you have some need of an
enemy."
The woman nodded, seeming to like Kardan's answer. "Very well then. What
can I do for you?" Kardan moved a little closer. "I would like some
food, I don't have much money but I do have some," she told the
innkeeper.
The woman nodded and moved off, back towards the back room. She told
Kardan that she didn't have much to offer besides rice and chicken, and
Kardan told her that was just fine. As the food was cooking they
gradually began conversing a little more, until they found themselves in
a full-out conversation.
"My name is Bethany," the woman told Kardan. She told Kardan that she
had lived in the same area all her life; mostly in the town she now ran
her business in.
"What's the business like in a small place like this?" Kardan asked.
Not," Bethany answered. "To tell the truth most of the folk around here
still hold some resentment for me retiring into honest trade."
Kardan raised her eyebrows, and then she guessed what Bethany meant.
"At first the men used to come round, thinking I was still selling my
usual services under the luxury of a rented roof. But when they found
out that I had started sittin' with my legs crossed they decided to do
their eatin' and drinkin' at home."
Kardan felt like she should offer sympathy, especially since she had
recently experienced the reality that sex was the only trade most men in
her world wanted from a woman like her. She wasn't sure what to say
though.
"Of course, strangers drift through from time to time, though not
usually as unique as you," Bethany added.
"Well, I've had an odd life," Kardan stated, smiling at how true that
was.
Despite Kardan's laconic form of speaking, the two women became more
comfortable with each other. When it came time for Kardan to request a
room as well, Bethany had answered before she even finished asking. "Pay
what you can," she told Kardan, "I don't want to leave you penniless."
Kardan thanked her. She also told Kardan that the back room had a small
bath, and that she could heat up some water. This news was very
appreciated, since Kardan had not bathed since washing herself in a
river after her last night with Dirk. Bethany put the water over the
hearth, and the two shared a bottle of wine as they waited for it to
warm.
The two woman's conversation never got too personal, just light
pleasantries to pass the time and increase their comfort with each
other. By the time the bath was ready both women were a little tipsy.
Kardan found herself relishing the sensation of being relaxed and worry
free, even if it was partially just the alcohol. The two women moved
into the back room where the large wooden bathtub sat steaming. Kardan
began to disrobe, carefully placing her weapons where she could reach
them.
"Do you mind if I stay?" Bethany asked. "I'm enjoying talking to another
woman for a change. I understand if you want your privacy though."
Kardan was also enjoying the relaxed nature of their conversation. She
informed Bethany that she would be grateful if she kept her company
during her bath.
Kardan could not help but sigh as she sunk her body into the hot water.
She had not realised how taught and poised all the muscles in her body
had been until she made the conscious effort to relax. Bethany smiled as
she watched the warrior woman unwind in the steaming bath water.
"It looks like you have been travelling a while," she said quietly.
Kardan reclined in the wooden tub and spread her limbs around her.
"Longer than I would care to say, with nothing but cold steam water to
bathe in." Kardan turned her head and smiled at her hostess. "This," she
added, "is a miraculous luxury."
Bethany returned her smile. "I'm glad to have provided it to you," she
said warmly.
There was a moment's silence.
"So what is the story of this town? What goes on here?" Kardan asked
after the pause. Bethany had brought another flagon of wine with her,
and she handed a cup of it to Kardan. The warrior woman took the offered
wine and swallowed a deep gulp of it.
"Very little," Bethany said in response to Kardan's question. "It is a
man's town, full of gamblers and ex-killers. Men come here to get too
old for living lives of toil or murder."
Kardan nodded. "That does not seem like a place a woman would choose to
live, unless..." She did not finish her sentence, but her companion knew
her meaning.
"Unless she is a whore?" Bethany offered in completion to Kardan's
thought."
Kardan looked stern, sorry for her words. "Or a devoted wife," she
added.
Bethany laughed. "I am not that, to be sure. Though I was once the
other."
Kardan gave her a look that bordered on sympathy. Regardless of the
circumstances, she knew what it was like to have nothing but her body to
offer. "And now?" she inquired.
"Now," Bethany said with a sigh, "now I am an outcast. The men resent me
for trying to live honestly. By depriving them of my body I have managed
to make myself the least popular person in the town. That is why I have
so much wine to offer the rare, amiable traveler."
Kardan took another sip of her wine. "I am sorry for your predicament,
but I do appreciate the hospitality," she said. "It must be hard to live
with no friendship. Are there no other women whom you know?"
Bethany looked ashamed, though she tried to hide it. The drink prompted
her to honest talk, however, and she answered plainly. "The women in
town resent me almost as much as the men," she said.
"Why is that?" Kardan asked.
Bethany looked her companion square in the eye, staring her down as she
answered. "Because it had gotten around that, not only do I avoid men,
but I bed women as well."
Kardan met her gaze. "Is that true?" she asked.
"Yes," Bethany answered. There was a moment's silence as the two
regarded each other. "I suppose I have made you uncomfortable," Bethany
said.
Kardan's smile spread slowly. "Not at all. I have no such prejudices."
Bethany's hand drifted into the warm water, circling the surface. Tiny
whirlpools drifted from her fingertips as she swirled them in the bath.
She brushed Kardan's leg softy. It was so gentle that Kardan might not
have felt it if she hadn't been watching Bethany's finger creep nearer.
Even such a slight touch sent a mild shiver up her thigh. Since her
transformation she had not had the opportunity to lie with a woman, and
the thought intrigued her. The hardened warrior woman found herself
getting excited at the advances of this lonely innkeeper whom she had
only just met.
With equal trepidation she crept her own hand forward and brushed
Bethany's fingers as they approached her a second time. Small as it was,
mutual contact had been made. Both women smiled at each other, they eyes
looking into one another with growing intensity. No words were spoken,
but there was no question that they understood each other completely.
Bethany had offered and Kardan had accepted. Kardan reached out of her
warm blanket of water and ran her hand up Bethany's arm. The innkeeper
sighed and her skin prickled. Kardan's hand kept moving upward until is
cradled the back of her head. The warrior played with her hostess' soft
hair for a moment, and then pulled her face towards her own. Bethany did
not hesitate to return the gesture as Kardan brought their lips together
for a tentative kiss.
The kiss lasted some time, the passion between the two women growing.
Bethany's hand dove into the bath again, this time to softy caress
Kardan's submerged bosom. Kardan pulled her closer, her excitement
mounting. After a short while one of Bethany's hands moved lower,
playing over Kardan's flat stomach. Her finger slid still further until
she cupped the warrior woman's sex, rubbing it tenderly. Kardan moaned a
little and reached up to grope her hostess' breasts through her modest
clothes, leaving a wet handprint on the linen. Bethany began to remove
her own garments as they attacked each other over and over again.
The innkeeper had to break their embrace to shrug off her dress. Kardan
sat up in the tub, watching her lover disrobe. The dress finally fell
from her body and onto the floor. Bethany stepped out of it and stood
before her guest, fully exposed. Kardan noticed the small scars that
adored a few places on Bethany's skin, yet she didn't mind them at all.
She knew she had a far greater collection of wounds on her own body, the
transformation hadn't changed that. The women locked eyes again, and
Bethany approached the tub looking hungry. Kardan reached to meet her,
sliding her hands up Bethany's smooth, curvy legs. Kardan was relived in
a way, to still find such a soft and feminine body so attractive. She
loved how different Bethany looked from her own taut muscles and
sunburnt skin.
Kardan's touch reached Bethany's groin, and she slid her finger past the
soft pubic hair to tease the folds of her womanhood. Bethany moaned
quietly as Kardan began to return the gesture she had performed a few
moments earlier. She was surprised as her guest pulled her even closer
and craned up to kiss her mound. Kardan smiled and motioned for Bethany
to move over the bathtub. The innkeeper felt her body grow even moister
as she straddled the head of the tub, parting her thighs. She lowered
herself down as her lovers mouth came back up. This time Bethany moaned
louder as Kardan began to pleasure her with her tongue.
Kardan quickly brought about the first of her hostess' climaxes this
way. When Bethany had finished moaning from her ecstasy, she pulled away
from her lover, panting and smiling gratefully. Kardan stepped out of
the tub, her body dripping with soapy water. She sat on the edge of the
vessel as Bethany slid down to kneel in front of her. Kardan spread her
muscular legs as Bethany reciprocated her oral pleasure. Kardan relaxed
and succumbed to the sensations her lover was providing. She felt her
hostess' finger slide inside her as her mouth worked on her most
sensitive areas. The warrior woman played with her own breasts as
Bethany devoured her.
As the sun set slowly, the two women found themselves in Bethany's
bedchamber. They were still entangled with each other, desperate to
bring their lover more and more pleasure. The advantage, Kardan
realised, to two women lying together was that they were virtually
inexhaustible. The climax no longer signalled the conclusion of their
love making, and both women seemed eternally hungry for more. Finally,
as the night wore on, the two lovers lay motionless apart from their
heaving chests. They were gasping and glistening with sweat as they held
each other close. It was many hours after their passion had first been
aroused before they allowed themselves to sleep.
The two lovers rested peacefully all night and did not arise until late
in the morning. Kardan awoke fist, starting up from the bed with her
eyes wide open. It took her a moment to recall where she was and what
had happened. As the memory came back to her she looked over at the
sleeping form of Bethany and smiled, relaxing back into the bed. Bethany
began to stir as well, and her groggy eyes flitted open to see the dark-
skinned face of her companion admiring her. Kardan brought her lips
ruthlessly down on Bethany's, kissing her hard. The innkeeper returned
her kiss with fervour.
It was another hour before the two women came downstairs to make
themselves breakfast. Though the mean was merely a second helping of
rice and chicken, Kardan was far from disappointed. It had been a long
time since she had known the comfort of two hot meals and a comfortable
bed, and she was more than happy with her companion. "I suppose it would
be too great a hope to think you may not resume your travels, at least
for a short time?" Bethany asked as the two of them ate their breakfast.
"It is true that I have to depart," Kardan replied, meeting the other
woman's eyes. "Yet I believe that I could spare a few more nights before
I leave. I could use the... rest." The woman laughed softly, grateful
for each others company for as long as it could last.
Their mirth was suddenly shattered by the front door being ripped open.
Kardan immediately leapt to her feel and reached out for her weapons
which were, as always, nearby. Her eyes darted to the entrance to see
the grizzled man who had just kicked it open. His clothing was little
more than mended rags and his hair was an oily tail that was tied back
from his face. He had a large dagger on his belt and a short sword to
accompany it. "Good morrow to thee, whore." The man said, addressing
Bethany. He shifted his gaze to Kardan, who was slowly drawing her sword
from its scabbard. "I don't know what to call this one, the woman who
acts like she is equal to a man and likes to carry a blade."
"What do you want, Kren?" Bethany demanded. Kardan was still edging
around the table, gaining a better line of attack on their intruder.
"Gods, I can smell it on you two," Kren spat, glaring at the two
unconventional women. Kardan let her eyes drift out of the smoke-
coloured windows of the inn. She saw several other shapes moving around
outside. She surmised that there were at least four men waiting around
the building. There was most likely another one or two at the back as
well.
"If you don't want anything then get out," Bethany demanded, "I've
already made it clear that I will not pander to your drunken manner."
Kren sneered. "Oh, but I do want something," he said, "as do plenty of
other people in this town. I'm here to inform you that you are to be
removed from this place. We are casting you out, exiling you. We demand
to see you depart from this inn this very moment or we shall remove you
ourselves. We will not tolerate your ways any more. Shunning men and
corrupting women."
Bethany met his gaze with a level stare of resentment. "I shall not let
any man in this pile of offal tell me what to do," she said plainly.
"To be honest," Kren said, "I held hopes that you would refuse. I find
it far more enjoyable to have you resist."
He backed out the door and, before Kardan could stop him, gestured to
his friends outside. Almost instantly the main window shatters and a
blazing torch crashed into the table. More burning sticks followed.
Bethany tried to stifle the flames but it was of no use, soon the inn
was smouldering as the fire spread. Kren was standing at the door
looking insufferable smug.
"Why not step outside, ladies?" he quipped, "I have brought more than
enough men to show you what you have been shunning."
Kardan understood perfectly. There was only one real option left, and
she certainly was not going to allow herself to be violated by a cadre
of malicious men.
Kardan's dagger stuck squarely in Kren's chest, much to his surprise.
Before it had even struck its mark she was running after it, sword
raised. She opened his body cleanly from the throat to his hip, and then
stooped to recover her dagger. "Stay behind me!" she shouted to Bethany,
"watch my back!"
Bethany only hesitated for a second before dashing after the warrior.
Her life there was gone, each moment the flames took whatever was left
of it. She knew she was no longer safe on her own.
Outside three men ran to meet the charging valkyrie. She lunged at the
closest man, the man on her left. Her sword tip arced across her body,
gathering her opponent's blade as he swung a clumsy cut at her with his
rusty weapon. Pivoting to the outside, she glanced off of the impact of
the blade and brought her sword down across his arms, severing them
both. She then stepped again and moved behind him as she severed his
neck with the false edge of her weapon. The man's body fell at the feet
of his two companions and Kardan assumed a low guard.
She moved around the fallen body of her first opponent to engage the man
on her right. Her first cut was parried and driven upwards. Her enemy
tried to bind the blade high without following up, prompting Kardan to
launch a vicious kick into his groin before retreating and throwing
another downward blow. This time she connected and her blade split skull
and brain on its merciless path. Kardan wasted no time in turning her
attentions to the next foe. The next swordsman to face her attacked with
a hard rising cut. Kardan attacked in counter time, stepping in and to
the inside to ensure her ascending blow landed first. She opened the
would-be assassin's belly, leaving him stumbling in his agony. He was
quickly dispatched by a thrust to the kidneys.
Kardan spun around, scanning the burning house. As she had expected,
there was a man watching the back door. With all the commotion out front
he had come running to help his friends, only much too late. Kardan
waited patiently for his approach. This final assailant was furious when
he saw what was left of his companions. The two fighters began circling
each other, one seething with rage and the other dead calm. The first
few attacks were tentative, and Kardan dealt with them easily. As
murderous as this man was he was not going to risk attacking her in a
hurry.
Kardan did not feel she had the luxury of time on her side, not knowing
how long it would be before more irate townspeople arrived. She closed
in and threw several decicive attacks, but her cautious opponent
retreated and parried each of them. Yet he could not run backwards as
deftly as she could run forwards. Kardan feinted once and then passed
deeply foreword with her back leg, tearing her opponent's blade aside
with her guard. She reached out with her left hand across her foe's body
and, stepping behind him, threw him over her hip. As soon as he hit the
hard ground she drove her blade through his body and into the dirt.
As Kardan looked up, seeking more threats, all she saw was Bethany's
stunned face watching her. She withdrew her swords from the last of the
fallen men, a small geyser of blood erupting up to follow it. She wiped
her blade clean on the dead man's clothes before walking slowly towards
Bethany. She smiled weakly at her, sympathetic to the position she was
in.
"It is not safe for you here anymore," Kardan said gently, "you must
leave. Shall we go together?"
The warrior woman held out her hand to her lover, entreating her to
come. Bethany was only silent for a moment. She was certain that, if
nothing else, she would be safe with this woman. Still shaken, the
innkeeper nodded and took Kardan's hand in her own. Together the two
women raced away from the smouldering wreckage of the place that one of
them had called home.
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