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PRETTY MAIDS ALL IN A ROW
(Contains: sorcery, non-consensual hanging, wet panties)
by C.
Now was the final showdown. In the main hall ofFortress Arkan, Evil, in the guise of Syldav the Sorcerer, met Good, in theform of mild-mannered Noam, part-time bookstore clerk and full-time historystudent. Noam had so far defeated the Sorcerer's every spell; but now theywere face to face. Now the evil Mage raised his Wand of Power, with which hehoped to atomize this impudent intruder. The next few moments would spell victoryfor one, destruction for the other.
Huddling against one wall were the Sorcerer's fivebuxom minions: beautiful, full-bodied young witches dressed in the livery ofCastle Arkan: white chemises, white panties, white pumps. Right now they weretrying to make themselves as inconspicuous as girls with D cups could be. Theysensed that a victory for Noam would mean doom for them, and the contest sofar had gone against their master.
All were in an agony of suspense: their pulseswere racing, their breath came in short gasps, they kept clutching reflexivelyat their ample cleavage. A strange tingling had started in each girl's groinand was slowly spreading through the rest of her body. Don't failus, Master, they silently begged.
"Prepare to die, presumptuous boy!" shoutedthe Sorcerer. And with that he pointed the Wand straight at Noam's head. Aburst of ectoplasmic energy shot forth. Surely Noam was finished.
But no! At the last possible moment, Noam droppedto his knees and pulled a small mirror from his pocket. The ectoplasm glancedoff the glass surface, then hit a highly polished suit of armor in one of thecorners. This reflected a good bit of the metaphysical magma right at Syldav. "Hunh?" hesaid, just before his head was obliterated by eldritch energy.
The five witches wet their panties and shriekedin dismay, then darted off as fast as their high heels could carry them. Noamran to Syldav's diminished corpse and snatched up the Wand of Power. He drewa circle with it in the air. The circle hung there and became a silvery window,through which he could perceive shifting images. "Show me," he said. "Showme where they've gone!"
As the women ran, it occurred to one of them thatthey still had Cerberus. "Let's go to the kennel!" she said. "He'llprotect us!" So that's where they went.
Noam saw them change course. The silver windowtold him where they were going and what they hoped to gain. He made a few intricatepasses with the Wand and said: "Snare five pretty birds with their ownstratagem! Turn their hopes to tears!" Then he set out, at a leisurelypace, for the kennel.
Deep in the roots of the castle, Noam found thekennel door ajar. From behind it he could hear high-pitched screams and pleasfor mercy. Before he entered, he knew what he would see, but confronting itin the flesh still left him thunderstruck. Almost filling the room was whatmust be the largest dog in the world, easily twenty feet long and six or sevenfeet high at the shoulder. He had three massive heads, each more or less bulldoggishin shape, but far uglier than the head of a mere bulldog and bristling withseveral rows of dagger teeth. His tail was segmented and ended in a scorpionsting, now pointed menacingly forward above his ridged back.
In their panic, the witches had forgotten thatwhoever wielded the Wand was the dog's master. When they'd come dashing intothe kennel, Cerberus had wasted no time herding them into a corner, and nowheld them at bay. Any effort to escape was cut off with a snap of the monster'stail. Knowing its venom meant sure and hurtful death, the witches soon gaveup their efforts to flee and just clung to each other--screaming, crying, andbegging Cerberus to remember they were friends.
"The beast obeys me now," said Noam. "ShouldI just give you to him?" In answer they wailed: "No, no, no!" "Thenyou'll have to let me tie your wrists." As he said this, he interposedhimself between the monster and his cowering catch. He took rope from his knapsack,cut five lengths of the stuff, and bound each trembling girl's hands tightlybehind her back. (Witches must obey every command of the one who binds them;there would be no more mad dashes tonight.) "Good work," he saidto the dog. "Now it's off to your corner for a well-earned rest." Thethree faces gazed at him with reproachful disappointment, but the beast didas he was told.
One of the witches, an achingly ripe blonde, foundher voice and said: "You've done us all a great service, young master.Syldav enslaved us years ago and made us do unspeakable things for him. We'rereally . . . ."
"Good try," he interrupted, "butI know you were his willing servants. And I know you were joining your powerwith his in an effort to kill me less than an hour ago. The Wand unmasks everylie; would you care to repeat your story with its business end pointed rightat you?" The girl just looked sullen and said nothing.
"Whatever the rights or wrongs of it," saidanother girl, a delicious brunette, "you have us now. Can't we, um, beof some service to you? We have no small power, and a host of talents we'dlove to put at the disposal of a young up-and-coming sorcerer like you. Notto mention a young, handsome sorcerer." At this,each girl contrived a dazzling smile.
Noam felt his trousers tightening, but he had tobe strong. "You're all murderesses," he said. "You've all practicedthe darkest arts and made love to demons. I've vanquished other witches beforeyou, and there weren't any negotiations, any new arrangements. As beautifulas they were, they all paid the ultimate price for their wickedness, and sowill you."
The girls shuddered at this, and one or two lookedready to cry; but the brunette kept her nerve. "You must be joking," shesaid. "You have five beautiful women at your disposal, ready to performany supernatural assignment. You'd have to be mad not to spare us!"
Noam waved the Wand in front of his face and said: "Lookinto my eyes now; you won't doubt the truth of what you see." So theylooked, and they saw: first, a young boy, his parents killed by evil sorcerers;next, a youthful crusader, sworn to rid the world of witchery; next, severalcaptured witches, all beautiful, all dissolved in tears, their breasts andlower lips trembling, their wrists bound behind them, each girl imploring herstern young captor for mercy. Finally, they saw the young man curtly shakehis head and tell their hapless predecessors "No." They understoodnow that they would not be spared, and they understood why.
But still they begged, falling to their knees: "Please,please, please! I don't want to die! I don't want to die! Oh, please! Oh God,oh dear God, please! Anything, anything at all, dear God!" Their litanywent on like this for some time.
Finally, Noam said "Enough," and theentreaties stopped, replaced by convulsive little whimpers. "Get up," heordered, and they did. Next he told them to move to the center of the roomand stand there in a line. With bitter reluctance, they obeyed. He made a dartingmotion with the Wand, and five large blocks of wood appeared in front of them. "Standon those," he commanded. Each girl raised a shapely leg and with someawkwardness climbed up onto a block. Another dart of the Wand, and five noosesdropped down from the kennel ceiling, one in front of each witch. Their eyeswidened with terror. They shook their heads: no, no, no, no, no. They clearlywanted to scream, but Noam wouldn't permit it. He found a chair and used itto climb up behind each block in turn. He slipped nooses around every prettyneck and pulled them tight. Then he went back and stood in front of the doomedwomen.
"I sentence you to death," he said. "Isthere anything you want to say?"
The brunette, who hadn't lost her haughtiness evennow, said in a low voice, suffused with rage: "Enjoy yourself while youcan, boy. Soon we'll be back from the Underworld for our revenge."
"Ah, a threatened return from the Underworld!" helaughed. "I've consulted the Encyclopaedia Maleficarum regardingvengeful revenants (we had it on our remainder table at work). It says: > Toprevent a witch's return from Hell, first strip her, then dishonor her. Havingdone so, you may kill her with complete peace of mind. = " With thesewords, Noam strode over to the brunette and yanked her cold, soaked pantiesdown to her trembling knees. Then he held her rear tightly with his left hand,while with his right he forced the Wand into her cunt as far as it would go.
One of Syldav's crueler customs was to renew hisfemale servants' virginity every night, so that he could have the pleasureof breaking them over and over again. The brunette was as tight as a drumhead,and she screamed pitiably when her hymen was torn for the last time. Four morepairs of panties came down; four more shrill screams echoed in the kennel.
The condemned women said nothing more; they juststood there, their heads down, and wept with abandon. Noam stepped behind themonce again and this time tipped over the blocks, one by one. Five lovely facescontorted in agony. Five lovely pairs of legs kicked and writhed, strugglingfor a foothold forever out of reach. The girls did their final bit of magic:the Multi-Orgasmic-Death-Spell. It took the better part of an hour, but atlast they were through.
After he made sure that justice had been done,Noam looked slowly around him. "I'm master of all I survey," he said.No one answered. He ran his hands through his hair, then whistled a tune. Thatdone, he paced back and forth for a time. Then he sighed: once, twice, thrice.For a while he pondered. "Damn it all to hell!" he shouted at last, and tappedthe Wand five times against the nearest wall. In an instant, five beautifulyoung women appeared, kneeling in front of him, dressed in a new livery: blueshifts, blue panties, blue heels.
"How may we serve you, Lord?" asked oneof them, a slender redhead with bright green eyes. Noam pointed to the hangedgirls and said: "Dispose of them. They displeased me; mind you don't dothe same." The redhead and her companions shuddered, but they obeyed.
THE END
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