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THE HUNTING PARTY
(Based on a retouch by Sam Leo)
By C
It was about noon when the three hunters reached the Peninsula. It took nospecial gift to tell that this place was magical: the insects that had tormentedthem for a week now disappeared; a cool breeze now rendered the tropical humiditybearable; and that breeze carried with it a strange but pleasant perfume: somethinglike cloves and cinnamon.
"That's their scent," said Sam.
"You're sure about that?" asked Dave.
"Oh yeah. You can't forget it. I can't, anyway."
"How do you want to do this?" asked Joe.
"We won't see anything today," said Sam.
"Well, just in case . . . ." said Joe.
Sam sighed. "Just in case . . . . No harm in a camouflage spell; noharm in keeping our arrows nocked . . . but we won't see them today." So,camouflaged, their bows at the ready, they advanced.
It wasn't long before the forest began to thin out. Soon they had come toopen ground, dotted here and there with palm trees. "More camouflage?" Joewhispered. "No," Sam answered in his normal voice. "We're justwasting energy as it is. Sooner or later, they'll figure out we're here. Theseladies are as smart as they get." After this exchange, they went out intothe open.
For the rest of the day, they moved forward without seeing a thing, excepta few birds of scarlet, green, or yellow plumage. Tempting, but they decidedto save their arrows. At sunset, they stopped under a big palm tree. They setup their two tents (by agreement, Joe and Dave would share one tonight andSam would get the other). Then they made their dinner. Sam said a fire wouldmake no difference; but Dave and Joe thought doing without would be safer. "Theyalready know," said Sam as he settled down for a cold meal.
They made a few stabs at conversation, but the tension was just too great.Soon they decided to turn in.
"Remind me that this is worth the risk," said Dave.
"It's worth the risk," said Sam. "Now try to get some rest."
Surprisingly, their anxiety dissipated as soon as they lay down. Within minutes,each man was asleep.
At about midnight, Sam awoke, or thought he did. He was still lying on hisback, but he was out in the open and had a plain view of countless stars. Wherehad the tents gone? Where had his friends gone? He smelled the strange perfume,stronger than ever.
Quite suddenly, a woman appeared before him. She was naked, and beautiful,with almond eyes and long black hair that reached to her waist. Her arms andlegs were slender, but well-formed. A black semi-diamond decorated her groin,and though Sam tried, he couldn't keep his eyes from drifting there. "I'mTomiko," she said. "I'm one of the guardians of this place. Why areyou here?"
"I . . . I don't know," said Sam.
"You seem like a nice man," said Tomiko. "But you've broughtbad men with you."
"Bad?" said Sam.
"Yes. They want to hurt me and my sisters. You don't want that to happen,do you?"
"I . . . don't think so," said Sam.
"Of course you don't, because you're a good man," she said. Thenshe came up beside him and knelt down next to him. "Do you think I'm pretty?" sheasked.
"You're . . . lovely," he said.
"Would you like to touch me?"
"Oh yes."
Very gently, she took one of his hands and placed it between her legs, sothat the fingers brushed her slit. Her pubic hair was very soft. Sam stiffenedsuddenly, and a groan escaped him.
"It's all right," she said. "It's all right. Just a touchnow, but you can have more . . . if you help us."
"H-how?" asked Sam. His voice had a strange sound in his ears:thick and slurred.
"One of the bad men is named Dave. Tomorrow, at about noon, you'll seeme and my sisters. Dave will want to . . . to shoot us with arrows." Shegave a little whimper and put her head down.
"Hey," said Sam. "It''s OK, it''s OK." He tried to getup to comfort her, but he didn't seem to have the energy.
"No," she said, a few tears running down her face. "It's notOK--not unless you help us."
"What do you want me to do?"
"Play along. Pretend that you're about to shoot me, and then . . . turnand shoot Dave. Do you understand? Turn and shoot Dave."
"I understand," said Sam. "But . . . what about . . . whatabout Joe?"
"We can take care of him if you just take care of Dave. Are you sureyou understand what you need to do?"
"Turn . . . and shoot Dave."
"You've got it!' she said, and a delightful smile crossed her face.Then she leaned forward and kissed him. "Thank you. I'm so grateful." Andwith that she was gone.
Sam sniffed the beguiling perfume on his fingers, then went back to sleep.
The three men woke early the next morning. They felt wonderfully refreshedand were eager to resume the hunt. They ate a hasty breakfast, packed up, andheaded out.
They saw nothing until about midday. They were approaching a large clusterof palms when, all of a sudden, three nude women stepped out from the treesand faced them. All were beauties--almond-eyed and black-haired. Tomiko wason the left. Next to her stood her sisters, Michiko and Midori. Although threemen were advancing on them with arrows nocked and ready, the women seemed quiteunafraid. In fact they were smiling. The air was heavy with their cinnamon-clovescent.
"Hello Sam," said Tomiko.
"Hello Dave," said Michiko.
"Hello, Joe," said Midori.
The men stopped. No more than fifteen feet separated them from the women.
"It's time for you to help us," said Tomiko. "Sam, turn andshoot Dave."
"Dave, turn and shoot Joe," said Michiko.
"Joe, turn and shoot Sam," said Midori.
They turned. Sam aimed his arrow straight at Dave's heart. In much the sameway, Dave was now targeting Joe. Joe's arrow was ready to skewer Sam's gut.Then all three turned back, took quick aim, and let fly. Sam's arrow hit Tomikojust below and between her breasts. Dave got Michiko in the belly. Joe gotMidori in the belly too, but higher, near the diaphragm. For a moment, thegirls just stared, shocked and unbelieving. Then, groaning bitterly, they fellto the ground.
The men ran up. The girls lay side by side, blood streaming from their wounds.They moaned and clutched at the arrows with hands from which all the strengthhad departed. Every now and then, one of them would kick spasmodically. Thiswas a prelude to the death orgasms that would soon be racking their bodies.
"Oooh," said Dave. "Sweet . . . really sweet."
"You got that right," said Joe.
Sam said nothing; instead he just gazed intently at what he had wrought.
Tomiko looked up at him and, with obvious effort, spoke. "You've . .. destroyed us. H-how?"
"Well," said Sam, "it takes work, but you can block that kindof magic--if you know it's coming."
"How . . . did you know?"
"You don't remember me, do you?" he said. "Ten years ago,I was here with my best friend Eric and my brother Bob. You played your littletrick on us then. I . . . I killed my own brother. He killed Eric. Eric wouldhave killed me, but the arrow didn't fly straight. I nearly bled to death,though. You must have thought I was done for, or I suppose you would've finishedme off."
"Y-yes," said Tomiko. "I . . . do remember now. You were .. . obviously dying . . . . No need, we thought . . . to kill you."
"It took me nearly ten years to figure out the antidote to your magic.But I had the time . . . and the inclination."
"And now," said Tomiko, "w-we're . . . repaid . . . in ourown coin."
"That's about it," he said.
"So," said Tomiko. "You . . . you have us. Can there be .. . no mercy, clever hunter?"
"Sorry, pretty girl," said Sam. "No first aid; the arrowsstay in till you're all done kicking."
"C-can't be . . . much longer," said Tomiko, then cried out asa spasm shook her body.
"We can take some of the edge off," said Sam. He knelt down andslipped a finger into Tomiko's slit. He worked back and forth and gently kneadedthe girl's mons Veneris as he did. Without any urging,Dave and Joe crouched down and did the same for their girls. Soon the threevictims were groaning and kicking without restraint--but their pain seemedwell-balanced by pleasure.
Near the end, in a lull between spasms, Tomiko spoke again. "H-haveyou caught others . . . more beautiful, clever hunter?"
"No," said Sam. "I've bagged more forest fays than I can count--butyou three!--you're the loveliest by a mile."
"Doesn't it . . . p-pain you . . . to destroy us?"
"A little. But I'm enjoying it, too. Just keep kicking, pretty girl;you're almost there."
And so she and the others did, till the last tremor had worked its way throughtheir bodies.
When it was over, the hunters tied the women by their ankles and hung themfrom a tree to bleed them out. They used basins to capture every drop. Theywere also careful to sponge up every bit of blood from the litter of palm leaveswhere the three had lain.
That night, when they had made camp, they sat around a fire and toasted eachother, their cups brimming with fay blood.
"It's true," said Joe, "it doesn't clot!"
"No," said Sam, "it doesn't, though it's thick as all getout. And I swear that all the other stories are true, too. With an ordinaryforest fay, you might get an extra year--maybe two. Drink this stuff, though,and you're talking centuries."
"To long life!" said Joe.
"To long life!" said Sam and Dave together.
THE END
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