"Search for the Whore's Gold" (closed)

South of the City of Tut:

Eelo spent over two hours creeping, crawling, and slithering through knee high grass to reach a grove of trees sitting atop a small hillock. It was after midnight of the first night of the New Moon; and wearing black from head to boot, she passed through the enemy lines and past multiple Watch Stations to get deep inside enemy held territory without drawing any attention. Then -- having arrived early -- she simply waited in the thick foliage.

She looked beyond the encampment below her at the target of the enemy siege, the ancient City of Tut. Most of the city was now smoldering in ruins, with hundreds of small fires still burning about the perimeter of the Castle, which showed the wear and tear of war but was still intact and secure...


Tut had once been the southern most City in the Sovereign Territory of Ras Rufna. But during the Falling Wars, as the Territory crumbled and was -- for the most part yet not entirely -- replaced by the Frenkish Empire, the Baron of Tut declared his City's independence, and concentrated on protecting his own lands and people.


This had all happened prior Eelo's birth 20 years ago, of course. There had been a succession of Barons of Tut over that time, but Eelo couldn't have cared less. That was all just political poop to her. There was only one think about Tut that interested her: the troops besieging it.

Eelo's people had been fishers on the shore of the Eastern Bight. She had never much liked the sea, so to help feed her family, she'd learned to use a bow and hunted the lands surrounding her village, giving her a badly needed purpose in life.

One day as she hunted, a squad of Horsemen attacked Eelo's village, burning it and killing her entire family. After she learned that the squad of men were part of the army sieging the City of Tut, Eelo found a new purpose in life. She joined the Barony's army, and for the next year hunted the enemy, from the Castle's ramparts, the city's shadows, and -- like tonight -- the woods and fields on the periphery.

This evening, Eelo was doing her part to finally relieve the City from the siege. She looked to the western sky just above the coastal range, finding Torano the Water Carrier. She waited for the agreed upon signal, the last star of the Constellation behind the mountains. Eelo knew that at that moment, archers -- dressed all in black as she'd been -- were now sneaking south from the rubble of the City toward the Rock Creek Bridge, which was just sixty yards below Eelo's position; and that at that same moment, Mounted Warriors were urging their beasts out from the cover of a canyon to the south, heading for that same river crossing.

Over the years, there had been multiple attempts -- all failures -- to take the bridge, which was the last major access point to the City of Tut. Tonight would be different, thought, because this night Eelo of Tut was participating. As the last bright point of Torano disappeared, she removed the black over-clothes that had hid her from the enemy but would now restrict her movement. She notched an arrow from one of the three quivers she'd brought with her, found a target near the bridge, and loosed...


Eelo's specialty had always been killing what was called targets of value. And tonight was going to be no different. Her first arrow went through the back of the Crew Chief of an anti-calvary ballista. The man, who had been standing off in the dark emptying his bladder fell to the ground, unnoticed by the rest of his crew. Her second, third, and fourth arrows also took down targets without alerting the enemy, killing a cavalry officer, a second siege machine officer, and a Lieutenant who had just left his station on the bridge and was heading for his tent.

It was only after her fifth arrow missed and struck loudly into an oil ball launching sling shot that the camp even realized it was under attack. Eelo didn't slow her attack, though. The last arrow had given away her location, but as yet another Lieutenant was organizing a squad to head up the hill to find and stop her, Eelo put an arrow through his throat.

Her side of the fight might have ended there if it hadn't been a sudden rain of arrows from the north. She was practically forgotten as all attention turned toward the City. Eelo continued to pick off her targets of value, moving her position after a squad of troops finally did head for her position. She moved, loosed, moved, loosed, and moved until she ran out of arrows.

Just about then, the sound of heavy horse filled the night. Eelo should have quit then, but as attention on the south side of the bridge turned to the approaching cavalry, she instead slipped closer to the bridge to retrieve the quivers of to archers she'd killed, starting her missile assault anew. By the time she'd exhausted her new supply, the Mounted Warriors had ridden down on the troops guarding the bridge, slashing and hammering them into submission.

Eelo pulled back to her little forest again to watch the remainder of the attack. Behind the archers from the north and the cavalry from the south, additional troops had followed, and by sunup the bridge was firmly in the control of the reinforcements loyal to the Baron of Tut. Now controlling the bridge, a large army from the south -- that had been waiting in the next valley for word on the bridge -- poured onto the battle field, routing the enemy and breaking the siege.



As the sun rose higher in the sky, the Baron of Tut rode out to survey the victory and thank the attack's heroes. He looked about for his most skilled archer, only to be told that Eelo was again up at the little grove of trees. He rode up the hill, dismounting and looking down at Eelo, who -- despite the man's position and title -- remained on her keister.

"Any other warrior," he began, a knowing smile on his face, "would be lashed for not rising, the bowing in respect."

"Any other warrior," she responded, also smiling, "didn't spend yesterday afternoon in your bed."

He laughed, warning as he still smiled, "Any other warrior doesn't need to know that."

They talked for a few minutes about the fight, and the Baron congratulated her on her contribution. "Shall we go inside. I think someone is due some accolades."

"I won't be going back to the city," Eelo said, finally rising to her feet. She smiled again, adding, "To the city ... or to your bed. The siege is broken. You have your victory. My purpose for being here ... the reason I came ... is no more. It's time for me to move on."

He studied her for a moment, then stated fact, "I could make you stay."

"You could," she agreed simply.

After a moment, he asked, "Where will you go?"

"I don't know," she lied, in a way. She knew what direction she was heading, but she didn't honestly know where she would end up. She stepped closer to him, still remaining far enough away to preserve the secrecy of their relationship. She said softly, "I don't know, but ... I could use some help getting there."

His smiled widened more, knowing very well what kind of help she meant. He reached to his belt to remove a purse, tossing it to her. After she thanked him, he turned, mounted his horse, gave her one last yearning look, then turned and rode away.



Ten days later, Eelo reached the Isthmus of Tella-Un, the narrow connector between the Peninsula of Tella-Un and the rest of the continent. She hadn't chosen the direction of northwest by chance. She was here to find someone or, more specifically, some-thing. Another ten days later, Eelo had run out of coin.

She tried to survive by hunting and foraging, but she'd developed a fondness for ale in Tut and there weren't a lot of ale barrels to be killed in the forests. She became a burglar, stealing food and drink, mostly at night; then began pocket snatching coins and valuables from drunks at a variety of taverns and inns while flirting with them. One night, after a man with whom she'd been getting handsy forgot the meaning of No, she pulled a dagger and robbed him, something that resulted in Wanted & Reward bulletins with a description of Eelo popping up all over the region.

With no other way to support herself, she soon became an outright Highwayman, robbing coaches, riders, and merchants by day, then dining, drinking, and fucking by night...

Garret was a busy man. He had originally been a hunter in the wild forests around Bind and Vint, selling the hides, Furs and meat from the animals he killed. However the petty wars of man had soon invaded even his quiet woods and he had been forced to learn a new trade.

He had been conscripted into the Army of the Lord of Bind, and at the age of just 12 he had learned how to swing a sword and take a life. To Garret it had meant little. He had been on his own for most of his life, living in the wilds to get enough food to feed his family and enough coin so they could buy what they needed. His two elder brothers worked the farm with his mother, his younger sister did the smaller chores and kept the house clean. He wondered how they would survive now but knew they would somehow.

It soon became apparent he was the best shot, and tracker the Baron had. However his training with the sword was increased. Soon he was beating men twice his age, then instructors and finally the swords master himself. Garret learned everything that he was taught and only had to be shown it once. He was a sponge when it came to knowledge.

He hated to be indoors however. Oh he could stand it, but he hated it. He would rather stand in hot coals than be shut inside a tiny room. However by the time he was 16 that was what he was doing. He was the leader of the Lord's scouts so he had to be at all the meetings and that meant standing for hours among other men, in a tiny room, staring at endless maps and talking about what they should do. Garret never understood these meetings. To him it was simple. Find the enemy, kill the enemy.

By the time he was 20 he had fought in numerous battles and killed far to many people to count. Then his Lord had attacked the wrong person and for the next 3 years all Garret knew was war. By the end of it he was sick of the killing and one night he just slipped away.

For the next few years he had returned to his woods, only he had now roamed, never staying in one place for too long and only hunting to survive. He helped out people when he could, but mainly he kept to himself. However things started to change and more and more outlaws began roaming his woods and lands. His face had changed enough that he was able to register himself as a bounty hunter and he was soon making a living ridding his woods of the scum. He would have done it anyway, but at least this way he was getting paid.

He had moved down into Tella-Un as the Lord of Bind had once again put out a price on his head. It would go away in a few months and he no longer looked anything like the description but it was best to be careful. He had caught the scent of a new bounty himself anyway. A female had taken to robbing merchants, coach's, riders, hell just about anyone she could get her hands on. The only problem was she was so good with a bow there was no real good description of her. Basic height, hair color and the fact she liked the bow.

Garret however had followed a rich merchant, staying about an hour behind him. This would surely be a target this female could not resist. Sure enough just before sunset he saw the man's coach hurrying away in the distance. Well either he had stopped for a bite to eat or he had just been robbed. Continuing on Garret soon found her tracks and began to follow them. She made no attempt to hide them and that worried him a little. Was she so confident in her skills that she did not need to, or maybe she was not working alone.

He proceeded with more caution until he saw the flickering of a campfire ahead. Hobbling and tying up his horse, he made sure his sword was ready to be drawn, knocked an arrow on his string and ghosted up to the campsite.

Sitting in front of the fire he saw a beautiful woman with long golden hair, dressed in fur and leather armor. She was going through a small chest that seemed to be filled with coins and jewels, and near her were other small things. It looked like that Merchant had been a little richer than even he had thought. Smiling under his mask he stepped into the clearing with the arrow aimed right at her heart. "No sudden moves now please. I have a warrant for your arrest, however it does read dead or alive."

Eelo had been so entranced by her incredible take that she'd only detected the stranger's approach a second before he spoke.

"No sudden moves now please...

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She did as he said, or maybe didn't as he said. The flames dancing in the little fire revealed the man just enough to show Eelo the drawn bow in his hands. She probably could have rolled away to dodge the shot, but -- considering that better escape attempts might follow -- the risk simply wasn't worth the potential benefit.

"I have a warrant for your arrest, however it does read dead or alive."

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Eelo watched the man as he cautiously closed on her. She couldn't see much of him, but it was obvious by the way he moved that he was a dangerous man.

"I prefer alive, if you don't mind," she said, smiling wide. She stood very slowly, keeping her hands safely within the stranger's view, then reached in slowly to take hold of and pull outward the simple fur coat that had been keeping her warmer than the small fire. She turned a bit left, then right to let the flickering flames illuminate her curves, then added, "Men seem to prefer me alive, too."

She didn't know if flirting with the man would work to keep her free or, at the very least, alive. But it couldn't hurt, could it? Of course, if he wasn't interested in her body, he might be interested in something more she had to offer. She sat again -- moving slowly still -- and reached out to the small chest, tipping it toward the man.

"I'll share it with you," she told him, jiggling the wooden container to jostle the copper and silver coins against one another. She smiled again, asking, "Fifty-fifty? All you have to do is point that thing else where ... then ... let me go."

Garret smiled behind his mask at the tactics of the woman. First show a little skin, then offer to split the money. It was a very tempting offer he had to admit. The treasure alone was enough to keep him going for almost a year. As for her, well she was stunning and how long had it been since he had been with a woman? Oh there was that time when he had been caught in that blizzard with another hunter and what had started out as the best way to share body warmth had turned into a lot more. That must have been 6 months ago. Surely he had been with one since??

Still that wasn't the point he thought his mind snapping back to the job at hand, even as his cock began to stir at the thought of bedding this woman. He kept the arrow trained on her and looked around her campsite. He noted her own bow near her sleeping roll and judging by it's condition she was well versed in it's use. He looked for a sword or dagger but saw neither and became suspicious. Even the best archers carried a back up close quarters weapon, and she would certainly have at least a dagger to cut up her kills.

"Your weapons if you don't mind. Slowly take them off and throw them onto your bed roll, oh and please don't try anything. I am loathe to kill a beauty such as yourself, but as you say, I prefer myself to live."

He hoped she wouldn't try anything. He would have no problems killing her but her offer had intrigued him. Perhaps they could talk a little and he might find out some things. Like why she had never killed anyone? Oh she had robbed them blind, left them bleeding, bruised, wounded and in some cases unconscious but never once had she killed. there was a story behind that and he wanted to hear it. Maybe, just maybe things might go differently than she thought.

"A beauty, you say," Eelo repeated, her smile wide again. "So, if I was ugly, you wouldn't hesitate to dispatch me?"

She chuckled as she again stood. She untied the fur coat and -- with her arms not in their sleeves -- easily let it fall from her shoulders. Still no weapons. She held her arms out from her sides, showing a bit more of her thin yet still curvy shape, before slowly turning her back to him.

There were the weapons he'd been expecting, a pair of daggers in sheaths in the small of her back, as well as a short sword in a scabbard down much of the length of her spine. She reached slowly to her front, unbuckled the harness holding them all in place, and let the sling fall away safely out of reach.

The only thing left for him to consider now was the fit, pear shaped ass held tightly within leather trousers. Eelo looked over her shoulder without turning back, saying with a suggestive tone, "Maybe you should check me for more?"

She was flirting, of course, but in reality she did have two small throwing knives in her boots.

Garret groaned a little as her body was revealed. He was just glad it was muffled by his leather face mask. He did not want her knowing how desirable she was to him, that would ruin his negotiation standpoint.

As she turned around and he caught sight of her ass he again couldn't quite stifle another groan, but he was glad he had been right. If he had approached her she could have drawn those daggers from their hidden sheath's quickly and had him at a real disadvantage.

He chuckled at her suggestion that he come and check her for any hidden weapons. maybe the rumors of her sexual appetites were true. Still he didn't want to take that chance just yet.

"I have a better idea. Why don't you just take off everything you are wearing and pile it up on top of your weapons. Oh and I do mean everything my dear. I want you completely naked from your pretty little toes to the top of your head."

Eelo remained turned away from the man as she laughed back at him. "Naked? So ... are you going to rob me of all my stuff ... or ... is this your way of saying there might be hope that I'm not in a cell by sunrise ... or on a gallows by sunset?"

As he responded, she looked off into the woods before her for a moment. There was a good chance she could simply duck, roll, and leap away to safety. She wasn't an idiot: the log on which she'd been sitting was chosen because it was just feet from the thick undergrowth. He would have a second to loose his first arrow, but if he didn't hit her sufficiently to stop her flight, she'd be gone into the darkness before he could notch and loose a second missile.

But even if she did succeed, she'd be leaving behind everything she'd brought with her from Tut, as well as everything she'd earned since. She could always start over again, of course. But...

...there was still the chance that the man might actually hit her. And from what Eelo had seen of his movements and attitude, she had a pretty good idea that this guy was good enough not to miss.

"Tell me your name," she said, hesitating a moment before looking back over her shoulder again. An eye brow raised as she looked him up and down before saying, "I don't typically get naked for men whose names I don't know."

After he answered -- whether truthfully or not, she didn't care -- Eelo looked back out to the woods again ... then ... raised her hands to the leather thongs tying her upper clothing in place. Eelo had never quite known whether to describe what she wore over her upper torso as a vest or a blouse. It was a little of both. She'd never had to have a conversation about fashion with a man before. They'd never cared what she called it, only that she took it off for them. With the tug of the three thongs, she parted the vest, lowered it from her shoulders, and dropped it to the log beside her.

She half turned toward the man again, just enough for the light of the fire to momentarily illuminate the firm curves of that one breast, as well as the large pink nipple that the suddenly new chill -- or was it the already existing excitement? -- caused to swell up to an almost painful size. She asked simply, "Should I keep going?"

She turned away from him again, loosing her belt and then the thong strap pulled the crotch of her leather trousers tight. A moment later, pushing down the pants and the woolen panties within them downward, Eelo was leaning away from the man, flashing her tight, fit, and bare ass at him, the flame light again dancing upon her skin. With her leather pants now around her calves, Eelo -- leaning fully forward to seriously give him a view -- loosed the clasps on her boots and stepped out of the last of her clothes.

She turned without hesitation to present herself as requested, naked. Unlike the women of the South and West, Eelo wasn't shaved smooth as a baby's butt; and unlike the women of the Untamed Unnamed, she wasn't fully bushed as the Goddess Un had made women. She was in between, with all of her patch present but trimmed haphazardly by a dagger, mostly for comfort and hygiene (ie, checking for those damn ticks and mites that loved the forest as much as Eelo did).

"Naked, as requested," she said, holding her arms out to her side and even giving the man a respectful bow. She looked him up and down with a devilish smirk, then said, "Now ... how about you take some clothes off ... so we can continue with ... what ever it is we are going to continue with."

Garret had watched as she had remained turned away from him and then at the slight movement of her head had known what she was thinking. Silently he had drawn the arrow back to his ear and taken steady aim at her. At the first sign of movement he would loose it and it would be up to lady luck if she would die or not.

Oh he was sure he would hit her, that was not in doubt at this range. The thing was where. He would aim for somewhere non vital of course, but she would be moving and trying to avoid it and mistakes were made. A shot to the shoulder became a shot to the back of the head or the heart just as easily.

Fortunately it seemed she was choosing to comply with his wishes.

"Tell me your name," she said, An eye brow raised as she looked him up and down before saying, "I don't typically get naked for men whose names I don't know."

He nodded as he again released the tension on his string. "My name is Garret. Sorry no famous titles to go with it, just that."

He then watched as she made up her mind and stripped. If he had not been hard before he definitely was now. By the time she stood before him bare, showing him parts of a woman he had not seen in many months, he could hang a brace of freshly killed rabbits off his cock without them falling.

He was surprised at the way she kept herself. He was used to the Southern way ladies had of shaving themselves completely, and to see a patch of hair above her lips brought a speculative look to his eye. He wondered what that would feel like as he ran his tongue through it, and into her slit.

Shaking his head a little to rid it of such thoughts he allowed the tension to fully go out of his bow string and drew a small throwing knife. He replaced the arrow in his quiver and the bow he left where he stood as he approached her. Taking a small loop of leather from his belt he motioned for her to turn around. "Hands behind your back please if you don't mind."

He soon had her hands tied and he eased her back onto the log and picked up her blanket and draped it over her shoulders. Then letting out a piercing whistle he waited until a horse came walking into the camp and he closed the chest and gathered everything else into a small pile.

Looking at her he sighed as he pushed back his hood and pulled down his mask revealing rugged but youthful features. "Now perhaps we can talk. You have caused quite a stir along this highway. Robbing coaches, riders, merchants, whoring, theft, pick pocket. An impressive list," he said smiling. "What I don't see is any killing though. I know you are handy with that bow over there," he said pointing, 'And those knives. I have seen evidence of your kills," he pointed at the rabbits she had killed and skinned ready for eating.

He looked into her eyes trying to avoid looking at her body. "So tell me why you avoid it and maybe you won't be in a cell or dangling from a gallows, but know this. I am very good at spotting lies and at the first one it is the cells for you."

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"Hands behind your back please if you don't mind."

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"I don't think so," Eelo said immediately. Being bound such a way seemed more of a danger than simply being dead. So many bad things could happen to a girl secured in such a way. But it was obvious that Garret wasn't going to trust her entirely free, so Eelo offered her hands out before her, wrists pressed together. She gave him the option of, "Or you can just kill me and take my loot."

Soon enough she was bound, gowned, and sat. He told her...

"Now perhaps we can talk."

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"Talk?" she chuckled. "Oh, I though you were tying me up for something more fun than talking."

Garret began to lecture Eelo about her criminal activities, which only caused her to smile a bit. But when he referred to her as a whore, she cut him off with anger, "I'm no whore ... you prick! I may have stolen from men I fucked, but I never took money for fucking!"

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"So tell me why you avoid it and maybe you won't be in a cell or dangling from a gallows, but know this. I am very good at spotting lies and at the first one it is the cells for you."

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She thought about her answer for a moment, wondering which lie she could likely get away with. Finally, though, she simply told him the truth. "I've seen enough killing to last a girl a life time. I've committed enough killing to last an army of men a life time."

She gestured her bound hands toward the treasure neatly piled near the fire, telling him, "There's nothing there worth killing for."

Then, her lips spread in another devilish smile. She stood, shrugging her shoulders to cause the fur to fall to the log behind her. "However ... since you believe me to be a whore ... I would not hesitate to part my thighs to keep half of what is, after all, mine now. I mean, it's not like anyone's coming back for it, right?"

She didn't wait for Garret to respond, knowing that it was just as likely that he would refuse her, dress her, throw her over the back of his horse, and haul her off to a cell. Instead, she turned her back to him, knelt down to the log, spread her legs, and arched her back to present her pussy, which glistened in the sparkling light of the fire.

Garret's jaw dropped and he again groaned and this time he was sure the girl heard him. Damn she looked good but there was no way he could take her like this...or could he? She was offering herself to him. Surely that meant it was fine.

He stood up and was halfway to her before he recovered his wits. He continued to approach her but instead of burying himself inside of her he reached around and placed the coat back on her.

"Seeing how you say you are no whore I don't intend to make you one now. Besides you are right. The merchant will not be coming back for his money and I have no way of returning it. However I have another proposition for you. From what you have told me you don't like killing and it sounds like you are maybe running away from something. Oh I don't mean like this bounty on your head," he chuckled as he sat back down and tried to restrain himself. God she was beautiful. "I mean from something you have done."

He sighed as he looked into the flames. "I know that feeling well. I think we are a lot alike you and I and I can offer you a job that will let you get the money you need while still allowing you to have the freedom you want."

He looked at her again and had to stifle another involuntary gasp. "I might even be able to help with those primal urges of yours," he chuckled and then blushed as he realized what he had just said. he had not meant to say that. "However you will have to stay with me for at least a year and if you try to leave I will hunt you down and turn you over for the bounty." He shrugged. "That's the deal, take it or leave it."

Eelo had expected something hairy and heavy at her back, but she hadn't expected it to be her fur coat. She looked back over her shoulder as she realized that Garret wasn't going to avail himself of her offered pussy and smiled, a bit shocked, and -- truthfully -- a bit disappointed. More of the latter, of course, because while the man had been in the throes of ecstasy, Eelo had planned on shoving him away to retrieve her own weapons and end this farce of hers.

"Seeing how you say you are no whore I don't intend to make you one now."

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She rose to her knees, then stood to face him as he continued. The open coat still presented the man with a clear view of her naked breasts and hairy groin.

"Besides you are right..."

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...he continued about what she'd said about her victims and their valuables. She realized that she may just get a chance to stay out of a cell and off a gallows after all.

"...it sounds like you are maybe running away from something.

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As Garret continued, Eelo contemplated on how much she should tell this stranger about her past. No one here near the Tella-Un knew anything about her, with the exception that she was a wanted thief. Oh, she would tell him something about herself, of course. But she doubted it would be anything of truth or value to him.

Then he commented on the belief that Eelo was running from something she'd done, adding about himself...

"I know that feeling well.

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Eelo suddenly found herself seeing the man before her as more than just a bounty hunter. And suddenly her thoughts about not wanting to tell him about herself shifted to wanting him to tell her about himself.

"I think we are a lot alike you and I, and I can offer you a job that will let you get the money you need while still allowing you to have the freedom you want."

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She saw him ogle her nudity, then smiled broadly as she casually pulled her coat closed and slipped the bone buttons into their appropriate holes.

"I might even be able to help with those primal urges of yours."

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Even in the low light of the crackling fire, Eelo thought she saw the man blush. Adding to this to the fact that Garret hadn't taken her when offered, Eelo began to wonder whether this man might be or might have been a Priest of the Old Religion ... the Order of Vint they had once or still called it. Or maybe he was hopelessly in love with a good woman somewhere, the wife of his many children. Or -- glancing for a moment toward his groin, which was hidden by the flap of his hanging uniform -- maybe he just couldn't get it up ... or, was a eunuch and therefore didn't have anything to get up at all!

So many questions that she wouldn't have considered earlier while on her hands and knees presenting her now lonely joy place to Garret.

"However you will have to stay with me for at least a year and if you try to leave I will hunt you down and turn you over for the bounty ... That's the deal, take it or leave it."

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"I'll take it," Eelo said without having to contemplate.

She didn't have much of a choice, really. Eelo could flee and possibly get caught, finding herself on the gallows. Or she could fight, but since she likely wouldn't kill the man, again she'd possibly get caught and end up on those same gallows. She could feign loyalty to him and disappear into the dark one night in the near future. Again, capture and gallows.

No, the best option was to just go along for now and reconsider her options often.

Then, Eelo recalled her purpose for being in Tella-Un to begin with. She crossed her arms before her, causing the fur to pull in tight over her belly and emphasize her bosom a bit. "I'll take this job you offer me ... and I will not run ... but ... I have a task I am trying to complete as well."

She smiled broader, adding, "And it has great wealth waiting at its completion. I will take your job and do as you request ... but you have to help me with my job as well. Deal?"

She let him reply, then looked him up and down again before telling him, "And you can forget about my primal urges. I don't fuck my partners."

Despite having earlier offered herself to this stranger after knowing him for just a couple of minutes, Eelo's last statement was true: she'd never fucked any of her fellow soldiers during the fighting at Tut. Oh sure, she'd been sleeping with the Baron. But, that was different. She wasn't out on the battle field with him every day, hoping for him to keep his mind on the fight at hand, rather than the fight that would occur when they were next naked with one another.

And although Eelo had meant it when she said it, she couldn't know that soon enough, she would indeed find out that Garret did have a sword down below, that it did work just fine, and that he wasn't saving it for any other woman.

So she had something she was actually doing out here, he pondered. It was not all just robbing rich people and fucking her way across the land. He looked her in the eye again and judged her. He could already tell that she wasn't going to run. She had already worked out that he could track her down and that he would make good on his promise. He did still sense that she might try to double cross him somehow though. He would have to do all he could to dissuade her from doing that.

Still he wondered what could be so important to bring her all the way out here. If it was more valuable than the riches she already had it must be bloody good. "Very well I'm in, as long as we split everything Fifty fifty and you stop trying to escape or screw me out of my share."

He smiled at her and then his smile fled at her next words. FUUUUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKKK!
He really had to stop being such a nice guy. He knew he should just have taken her when she offered. Of course it had been a trap, but he knew it had been a trap and he could plan to counter that.

"Fine. Anyway your new job is a bounty hunter. Ironic isn't it. We better pick a new name for you to go on your license and get you registered in the next town. Going to have to change your appearance some as well. Too many pictures of you around here. Nothing drastic mind, maybe a haircut and we can change it's color with some ash or charcoal when we have to ride into towns. There's other ways of course.Like me you can always wear the hood when working but you still have to register and claim with it off."

"Red," Eelo said. She saw the confusion in his face and clarified, "Red hair. I have a recipe for a red ash and berry die that will stay in my hair until washed out."

Then, she unbuttoned the long fur coat again and let it drop to the grown, showing off her still naked form. She toyed with him, "Any ideas on how to change the rest of my appearance? Or ... is it just fine?"

She laughed, then turned away from him to don her clothes again, asking him about his current targets, other than herself, of course. Once she was fully dressed -- including her boots but not including the weapons that she intentionally did not retrieve -- she told him, "I need sleep."

She tossed a handful of branches onto the fire as she told him to make himself at home. She gave him another of her flirty smirks as she said, "I'd invite you to sleep next to me ... stay warmer ... but I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to resist breaking my first rule about partnerships."

Eelo finally -- but slowly -- gathered her weapons and laid them out under her coat to keep the night time moisture off them. Once she was settled inside the huge bear fur she'd brought with her from Tut -- despite the excess weight of it -- she stared up at the sky through the gap in the trees. After a long moment, as the new wood on the fire cracked into life sending sparks high above them, Eelo thought she should give the man one personal thing about her past, just to reassure him that she wasn't thinking only about her future flight from him.

"I lived on the shore of the Eastern Bight ... until my village was attacked," she told him in a soft voice. "My parents ... my sisters ... they were all killed or taken away. I'm not entirely sure."

After a moment, she finished before rolling to her side to sleep, "I hunted down ... and killed ... the men who destroyed my life. I will kill any man who ever wrongs me again in that way. Any man."



If Garett had gone to sleep with any concerns over either his safety or Eelo's continued presence through the night, he awoke at first light with them allayed. She was sitting at the now nearly extinguished fire, eating on the charred remains of the rabbit that had been smoking over the dying flames during the night. She ripped a leg off and tossed it through the air to him, saying, "Wake up sleepy head. We have guests."

She saw the bounty hunters reaction, then laughed too loudly for those guests to have been near. She waved the carcass off to her left, telling him, "On the road, 'bout a mile. I took a walk a bit ago, to pee, and I saw the flickering of their fire on the cliffs below. What would you think about robbing them? You know, just one for the road."

Eelo knew what his reaction would be, of course. For the most part, she was just fooling with him. For the most part, anyway. She stood tall and turned away toward her blanket fur, hanging over a rope that had been strung between the trees the evening before for the expressed purpose of letting her beat out the bugs. As she did, it became obvious that Eelo was again wearing all of her weapons.

"Don't worry about it," she said, not immediately giving context to what she was talking about. When she looked back to him, she said, "I've been a hunter all my life. I wouldn't be very good at what I do if I couldn't rise and dress quietly."

She laughed between beatings of the blanket, then -- commenting on what had brought Garret to her in the first place -- added, "I wouldn't be good at stealing from the men who called me a whore if I couldn't get up and rob them without waking them."

They spent a while getting ready for their day. Then, ready to go, Eelo asked, "Okay, boss, what's next?"

When she mentioned red for the first time he was puzzled, until she clarified her statement. Oh red hair. She had a recipe for making a dye for red hair. He looked at her and tried to imagine her long blonde locks red. A small smile came to his lips. Oh yes that would change her appearance nicely, but she would still look stunning.

As she dropped her cloak and teasingly asked him if their was anything else he could or would change, he looked carefully at her. "Well for one thing, unless you are going to trim the rest of that off," he said pointing to her bush, "You are not going to have to only dye the hair on your head. I have followed you for a little while and heard stories about your 'Appetites'. People are going to see both areas so they best match."

He looked at her breasts and rubbed his chin. "We can change the size of those too. Wrap them to make them smaller, or pad them to make them look bigger. As for the rest of you, well you could eat a lot until you grew a little fat."

He saw the look on her face as he told her all these things and then he chuckled. "Of course you did ask what you could do to disguise yourself. I am in perfect agreement with you however. You are perfect the way you are. Well all except for dyeing the hair top and bottom. That will have to be done."

As she gathered up her things Garret hobbled his horse. It was trained to stay within a 100meter radius of him at all times, but with Eelo's horse here as well he did not want to take any chances. Once done he grabbed his sleeping roll and put it on the opposite side of the fire from hers. On top of it he placed a elk hide and two wolf pelts to heat up and absorb the heat from the fire.

She teased him about inviting him to her bed to share body warmth and then said he might not be able to keep his hands off her. Well he was pretty sure he would have been able to. Oh he was sure he would have gotten stiff, but once a woman told him no, then he always abided by their decision. He climbed into his own bed and tried to drift off to sleep.

He was still a little tense and as he relaxed his muscles he heard Eelo begin to talk about her past. It was so similar to his own that he felt some sympathy towards her. Of course his family could be alive for all he knew. Maybe one day he would visit his old farm and find out, for now though he had a job to do. Sighing he made himself more comfortable and then slowly drifted off to sleep, the naked body of Eelo dancing through his mind.

At the first signs of light he was awake. He glanced at the fire to find her eating the last of the rabbit from last night. So she hadn't run away, a good sign. Although when she mentioned guests he was up and out of his furs with his sword drawn looking for them, before he remembered he was wearing nothing except his undershirt and briefs.

His morning erection was causing his briefs to tent badly and it was not until the shock had worn off and he realized there was no danger did he glance down and blush bright red. gathering up his clothes he quickly dressed and then buckled on his weapons.

Finally he was ready and then he looked at the loot she had gathered yesterday. "There is no need to rob them. Just this once I am going to turn a blind eye." He pulled out a pouch and another if she did not have one. "Divide it evenly between us. Let us call it an investment in your new life shall we. After that our first job is to get you registered. There is a small Village two days further on, we can do it there. No need to dye your hair until we get close."

He had finished packing and whistled for his horse, saddling him up, then removing his binds. The journey should be nice and easy and once at the town he should be able to find them a bounty to practice on.

Eelo walked her horse slowly along the animal trail that followed one side of a deep gully that, for now, was mostly dry. They could have stuck to the road near which they'd been camped, but the archer knew very well that one of the local Lords -- probably Garret's employer, though she didn't ask -- had teams of soldiers wandering the countryside, and the simpletons rarely if ever left the road except to relieve themselves from one or more of their holes down below.

She was out front, which seemed to be the place Garret was going to keep her until he was entirely confident she would neither run from him or shot hhim in the back. She looked back over her shoulder at his face, then -- as his mount lowered its head to reach for a sweet flower with its big lips -- lower at his groin. She smiled, recalling his waking up with his sword pointing eagerly past the nearly dead fire at her face. Before he'd realized he was armed and did something to hide himself, Eelo had recalled her earlier eunuch wonderings about whether he'd even had a cock, and -- though she didn't explain herself -- she'd told him, "Well, that answers that question."

She caught him eying her now and smiled a bit wider before turning back to face the trail. She ducked a couple of limbs, then snatched a tiny apple-like fruit from a tree limb and tossed it into her mouth, chewing and swallowing it fully, skin, meat, seeds, and all.

"Do you have a wife?" Eelo asked out of no where, not turning to look back at him. Her voice was a bit loud, but she was confident they would be alone here in the trough for several more miles. She listened to his response, then asked further, "A woman, then? Some pretty little tavern whore with big tits, like you envisioned me becoming...? Maybe some young daughter of a farmer ... a girl who sneaks out to the hay fields and opens her thighs to you while hoping you will someday make an honest woman of her ... make her spit out a couple of hard working sons ... beautiful little girls who will, in turn, part their thighs behind your back?"

They continued onward in silence for a mile or so, before Eelo began again, "I used to be the play thing of the Baron of Tut. The new ... former ... who knows." It had been a couple of months now since she left the city, so who knew who was in control of the city this very day. She continued, "Oh, I didn't mind. I liked it actually. I had position, power, and authority ... a dozen men served under me, despite my being nothing more than a girl from a fishing village who just happened to be good with a bow. And he -- the Baron -- he was good to me."

She reached down to conspicuously jiggled the purse of coins hiding inside her coat. Then, with a quickness and agility, Eelo suddenly threw one leg, then the other, up and over her saddle while simultaneously adjusting and shifting her bow and fur coat to prevent them from catching or binding ... and suddenly she was sitting backward on her saddle. She leaned forward, crossing her arms over the rump of her mount, smiling playfully back to Garret.

"You looked pretty good without your clothes on, Bounty Hunter Garret of No Famous Titles," she told him with a feigned tone of honor, as if addressing a noble man with his descriptors. "And you're obviously a warrior of skill. And you seem to be a man of honor. How come some Baron or Sheriff hasn't married his horny, fertile young daughter to you ... tied you down?"

She stayed in her position until he'd said his piece, then smiled wide ... sat up taller ... reached a hand up into the air ... and slapped her horse's ass. It jerked, leaped, and headed off down the trail at a slow gallop as Eelo held on for dear life and laughed loudly.

The fun didn't last long though. The horse had taken a couple of quick turns on the trail, escaping Garett's line of sight just before it took a hard right and sent Eelo into the air and into the creek below. When her partner caught up, the archer was laying on her back in four inches of muddy water, laughing hysterically as she said up to him, "That ... hurt!"

She struggled to get herself up out of the much, looking up and down her now soiled body and clothes and laughing yet again. Eelo looked up at Garret and -- again! -- started laughing. She realized very quickly that she hadn't been in this good a mood for quite a long time. Maybe this bounty hunter was going to be worth traveling with after all ... at least ... until she got bored with him.

The soft clop, clop, clop of her horse sounded, though the animal wasn't returning specifically to its owner. Instead, it made its way down to the creek to get a drink. Eelo called to it, "Traitor!"

Looking back up to Garret, then holding out her filthy arms, Eelo said, "I have to clean up ... and change. It's gonna be dark in about two hours, so ... we might as well camp here." She pointed a hand to her left without actually looking that direction, telling him, "The water I'm standing in is warm. There must be a fire spring upstream ... close. I'm gonna bathe." She looked past him, then nodded to the bushes bright red with fruit. "Bar Berries. My secret hair recipe. If you pick them while I bathe, we can die my hair today."

Her smile widened as she turned to retrieve her horse. "You might even get to see me naked again."



Eelo did, indeed, find a hot spring up hill from where they made their simple camp, several in fact within close proximity to one another. They each weren't producing much flow -- perhaps a soldier's helmet full a minute each -- but after she'd moved a couple of dozen rocks into a semi circle across their paths and scraped some gravel into the crevices, Eelo had created a pool of water large enough to lay in, about three inches deep for the most part, that was growing increasingly warm as the minutes progressed.

She'd stripped and rinsed her muddy clothes as best she could in the cold stream water, flinging the items over limbs to drip. She knew it was too late in the evening for the sun to dry them, but that was why she owned two pair of clothes wasn't it? Then, she laid back in the pool and simply enjoyed the feel of the warmth for a long while.

Eelo's mind wandered away to Tut and to the life she'd had there. It had seemed so unbelievable to the simple village girl to suddenly be sleeping in a big, soft bed, eating extravagantly prepared meals that were brought to her by servants, cleansing her body every day with perfumed soaps in steaming hot water poured from a kettle heated over a fire that never wanted for dry fuel. Of course, the reason she'd had all those things wasn't because she was killing the enemy with her archery skills, but was because after the killing was done, she'd been opening her thighs to the Baron who kept her.

It hadn't been nearly as unbelievable to Eelo that she'd been able to so easily give all that up, though. She had been, was then, and always would be a girl of the woods. She belonged out here, in the trees, under the open sky, sleeping on the ground, hunting her dinner, and -- despite not being very good at it -- even making her own clothes from the hides of those beasts she'd killed. As she glanced off to the leather clothes hanging from the branches, she recalled how her mother had had to make them for her because she just couldn't seem to grasp the concept of a sharp weapon as small as a leather needle. Even her fur coat had been made by someone else ... someone Eelo had robbed in Tut before departing that city.

As the water surrounding her began to warm to a wonderful comfort, Eelo rose to sit on a large flat rock, her feet still in the water. She parted her knees wide snatched up the knife sitting on the rocks next to her. She'd already rubbed it against a whet stone for a minute or two per side until it was almost razor sharp, and now began shaving all about her groin to take the appearance of a Southern noble woman. Even as she was doing it, Eelo was wondering why bother? It wasn't like any of the men she'd spent that kind of time with would ever have looked at that hair long enough to even notice that it wasn't red, as the hair on her head was soon going to be.

And while she was thinking about what other men might think, Eelo couldn't help but contemplate on the other reason this was a waste of time. Despite having told Garret that he wouldn't be laying between her knees while they were work partners, Eelo already knew that she'd been enjoying the joys of sex with him some time soon. Oh, she had her rules, but ... really? How long was she actually going to be able to keep him off her, whether by her choice or his. And he already knew that the castle's lawn didn't match the forest's canopy.

They set out with Eelo in the lead. He had no problems letting her set the pace or the direction. He knew where they were going and he could track with the best of them. If they strayed too far off course he would know it and his deal would be off.

Still after several hours they were still going in the right direction. She had led them to a little used route and he could not blame her. She was wanted after all and until they could change her appearance it was best to keep off the main roads.

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"Do you have a wife?" Eelo asked out of no where, not turning to look back at him.

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He laughed a little and then shook his head. "No, I don't have a wife."

She listened to his response, then asked further, "A woman, then? Some pretty little tavern whore with big tits, like you envisioned me becoming...? Maybe some young daughter of a farmer ... a girl who sneaks out to the hay fields and opens her thighs to you while hoping you will someday make an honest woman of her ... make her spit out a couple of hard working sons ... beautiful little girls who will, in turn, part their thighs behind your back?"

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Garret looked daggers into her back, but he knew she was trying to get a rise out of him. Suppressing his anger he answered her although with a bit of venom in his voice. "No I don't have anyone like that alright. I travel alone and spend most of my time in the wild hunting people like you to protect people like them. Doesn't leave me much time to spread the legs of anyone"

They lapsed into silence for awhile and then she had started talking again. He had shut her voice out for a little bit, thinking she was just asking him another question that was sure to embarrass him, but then he realized she was talking about herself.

He listened to part of her life story and it told him a bit about her. Oh not the story itself but the story behind that. She was lonely and looking for someone to take care of her, or at least that was how he saw it. She probably didn't even see it herself though and there was no way he would mention it to her. She would probably cut him down.

She then turned around in her saddle with a nice piece of trick riding, and lay along her horses back with her chin on her hands which were resting onit's rump. She studied him for awhile and then seemed to come to a conclusion in her mind.

"You looked pretty good without your clothes on, Bounty Hunter Garret of No Famous Titles," she told him with a feigned tone of honor, as if addressing a noble man with his descriptors. "And you're obviously a warrior of skill. And you seem to be a man of honor. How come some Baron or Sheriff hasn't married his horny, fertile young daughter to you ... tied you down?"

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Garret laughed at that. "Oh yes I have my honor, but because of that I have let my fair share of criminals go. I never bring in those falsely accused and I always get my man or woman as the case may be, even if that person is of high rank. Who would want to marry their daughter off to a man that makes enemies of Barons and Lords," he chuckled

He watched as she digested that bit of news and then slowly raised her hand. He wondered what she was going to do, but slapping her hand hard into her horses rump was nowhere on his list. Of course it bolted and she was left clinging to it the wrong way round. however as she disappeared around a bend she was laughing hysterically.

He kicked his own horse into a gallop in an effort to catch up. He needn't have bothered so much. He had barely rounded a few bends when he saw her laying in a ditch covered in mud."That ... hurt!" she said as she caught sight of him, then staring at the sky she continued to laugh.

Garret looked down at her and shook his head. What exactly had he got himself involved in. Sighing he waited for her to stand up and he was surprised at how she continued to laugh. He began to chuckle as she stood up and looked like a walking muck monster.

Eelo told him how the water was warm and that she was going to look for the source and he shrugged. It was a good place to camp. He pointed to a clearing a little way ahead and took the horses. It didn't take him long to gather enough wood for the night, build a firepit and set out their bedrolls.

He then took his bow and with the daylight that was left he hunted down several rabbits and two fat game hens. He spitted the rabbits and then coated the birds in mud from the spot Eelo had fallen in. He started the fire and once it was going well he let it burn down a little and placed the rabbits over it.

He wondered where she was. He thought she would be back by now. Maybe he should go look for her. Well he would give her ten more minutes then he would look, after all didn't women take awhile in the bath.That's what his mother always used to tell him anyway.

Eelo had finished shaving her nether regions as well as possible. The flesh between her joy place and her belly button was now smooth and clean, with the exception of the two slight cuts that would heal quickly. She considered removing the hairs surrounding her joy place, pulling them individually to length and cutting them close to the skin. But why bother. She was anticipating that Garret would be her next lover, and it wasn't as if he was going to be putting his face down there, right?

As she sheathed her knife and again lowered herself onto her back into the pool of water -- which by now was very comfortably warm -- Eelo thought back to her time at the Barony of Tut, specifically her time in the bed of the Baron. The Baron had been the only man of many men to ever care about Eelo's pleasure. The men she'd spent time with recently had had only one thought in mind: get it in, get it on, get it off, get it out. But the Baron, he had spent a great deal of time ensuring that Eelo had enjoyed herself fully in bed, sometimes driving her to multiple orgasms with his mouth, tongue, and fingers before ever even contemplating taking his clothes off to fulfill his own carnal needs.

Eelo some how didn't see Garett doing that to her, so ... the trimming of her castle lawn had ended with just the north end being cut.

It was getting close to dark by now, and the chill in the air was beginning to overshadow the warmth of the water. Eelo had become so relaxed that she'd drifted off, almost to a full sleep, when she heard a sound that startled her. She flinched, causing the water to splash a bit; and over her, Garret looked down at her in surprise. Had he not seen her laying so still in the water; or had his direction of approach hidden her from view; or was he shocked to now see her groin areas as smooth as a baby's butt?

Either way, Eelo simply continued to lay in the water as she studied him for a moment, then invited, "Water's warm. Why don't you take your clothes off and join me?"

Garret had waited and waited for Eelo, putting off going to look for her with more varied excuses in his mind. However when finally the rabbits were cooked he had to admit even to himself that she had been gone for too long. Sighing he placed the rabbits near the fire, still on their spits, to keep warm, then banked the fire, raking the coals into a nice pile. He placed the clay covered birds to bake in them, along with wild tubers he had found and then sighing headed off towards the stream.

He made his way upstream, following the now small trickle until he saw where she had blocked it off to form a large pool. He could make her out, lying in the water and he purposely stepped on some twigs so she would not be startled by his sudden appearance.

As he got nearer he gazed at her beauty once more and was amazed to see how clear the water was. He had thought it would be all cloudy with mud, but he was able to see her whole body easily. In fact he saw that she had trimmed herself quite neatly downstairs. At first glance it looked like she had taken all her hair off, but as she moved a little he noticed a few hairs still present. So just on top then. Still enough to fool the casual observer.

His eyes snapped back to her face, remembering her rule and saw a small smile on it. Then she indicated the space beside her. "Water's warm. Why don't you take your clothes off and join me?"

He hesitated a minute then smiled as he began to divest himself of his clothes. He placed them far enough away that they would not get wet if splashing occurred then he approached the pool. He was sure she could tell he was slightly aroused, no man would be as large as he was in the chill of the night air unless he was. Still he was not erect either, not yet at least.

Slipping into the water, he sighed as the warmth invaded his body and he relaxed. Looking over at her, he grinned. "Not changing your mind about your rule are you? I have to say looking at you I am very tempted so you best be careful." chuckling he gestured towards a small pouch he had placed near the edge. "One bag of Bar Berries. I figured if I was going to look for you I would bring them along. There is some ash from the fire in there too. I hope that is all you need."

Eelo was torn as she watched Garret begin shedding his clothes. She'd promised him that he wouldn't be finding pleasure with her body, even though at the time of saying it she'd known it not to be true. But, of course, she'd invited him into the water because she wanted him. Wanted him so badly. After the Baron of Tut had introduced her to the wonders of sex, Eelo had never been one to deprive herself of a romp in the bed chamber ... or the stables ... or the hay field, forest, tavern, noble's coach, blacksmith's store room ... and now, maybe the waters of a makeshift hot spring?

This was not a good idea, from a business point of view. But fuck, they'd only supposedly been business partners for a dozen hours or so. And besides, Eelo was still planning on escaping and disappearing into the Tella-Un at the earliest opportunity anyway. What would be the harm if...?

She turned to her side and pressed Garret down into the bottom of the little pool, sitting on her knees above him. The light of the moon shone off her fair skinned body as she reached to grasp his cock, kneading it in her hand for a few seconds, just long enough to harden it. Then, suddenly -- laughing loudly -- she released it and leaped out of the pool as she told him, "Gotta get the third ingredient ... then ... you can dye my hair for me."

She went to her clothes and dug through them until she found a little bag of powdered herbs. She stuffed the bag with Bay Berries, often glancing at Garret with a continuing devilish smirk on her lips. She closed the bag, then moved back into the water to sit next to him, telling him as she crushed the berries and herbs within the bag's confines, "I would love to have you in me, but ... we're business partners."

She opened and dipped the bag into the pool, letting the warm water inside, then kneaded it -- like she had Garret's cock -- until the ingredients were thoroughly mixed. She handed out the bag and asked with her devilish smirk back, "Wanna help ... or ... do you need to sneak off into the bushes and think about me?"

Garret was pissed with the woman. If she didn't want him then she had no right to tease him like that. The truth was he did need some time alone if she was not going to do anything about the condition he was in, yet he was not going to admit that to her. Still perhaps what was good for her could be turned against her.

"Oh no that's fine, I am used to woman such as you attacking my goods. Normally I just give them a copper and they go away happy but in your case I guess dying your hair will suffice."

Hiding a smirk,and a grimace as his groin throbbed painfully, he took the bag from her and dunked her head under the water before smoothing her hair out then rubbing the mixture all through it, making sure he coated every inch of her hair.

He got her to stand up so he could make sure everything was covered and then he pressed close into her back, his erection poking into her ass as he checked the top of her head. "Looks good, but turn around so I can check the front."

As she'd laid there, feeling Garret's fingers kneading through her hair, Eelo's mind had run fast with lustful thoughts. She was in the dark woods naked ... with a naked man whose cock she'd just pumped to stiffness. Why weren't they fucking like wild animals?

Oh, she knew why, of course. Pride! She'd told him he wasn't going to have her. Then, she'd stroked him to an erection that had made the head of his cock shine under the moonlight, only to abandon him. Then Garret had essentially shined her on, even reassuring her he'd get what he'd wanted else where when he wanted ... which wasn't now. Between the two of them, there was enough unsated lust at hand to keep a brothel in the black for decades to come.

Then ... Garret had to go and press his still hard manhood into the crevice of Eelo's firm ass cheeks. A shiver ran up her spine that caused an explosion of goose bumps to cover her body, this time not because of the chill night air. Before she knew what she was doing, she'd reached behind her to dig her nails into Garret's ass cheeks, pulling him harder to her as she began rocking her lower body to grope his shaft with her pinched buttocks.

"Fuck me," she commanded, before releasing her hold on him and dropping to her hands and knees in the warm water, her knees parted enough to open her to a violation of her earlier promise that this would not happen. She growled over her shoulder, "Fuck me now."

Garret was going to deny her again but when the sight of her tight ass and her delectable hole was staring him in the face all reasonable thoughts fled his mind as his lust took over. Sinking to his knees behind her, he took his shaft in one hand, steadied himself on her thighs with the other, lined himself up by placing his head between her lips and then thrust home in one swift, sure stroke.

He adjusted himself behind her, getting into the most comfortable position and grabbing her hips, then he began to fuck her powerfully and fast. She had teased him close to the point of no return and he was not going to prolong it nor make it last. He was primed to explode and he was going to pound her hard until he did.

His hips thrust forward, slapping into her ass cheeks and pushing her forward each time. He grunted each time he buried himself in deep and his balls swung up to caress her skin. He was close and he increased his pace, plunging in harder and faster until he could feel himself about ready to explode.

Then with a loud yell he buried himself deep within her, arching his back to get maximum penetration and came deep within her.

Eelo screamed out in pain at Garret's first thrust. It had been a while -- half a moon? a full moon? -- since a man had been inside her, and the lack of foreplay had left her pussy tight. But her eagerness had her wet, and within a few strokes of his length into her, Garret was causing great pleasure and the cries of joy that came with it.

But he bellowed out his own satisfaction, coming still as his cock leaped inside her, emptying, before Eelo had achieved her own climax. She waited patiently for him to finish and slump forward before pulling her ass away from him. She turned and pushed Garret to his back, straddling him, grasping his sticky shaft to feed it inside her. Before he'd even come down from his own orgasm, Eelo was riding the bounty hunter hard and fast in the quest for her own.

And find it she did. Eelo was crying out with each thrust until finally she screamed out one last time at the explosion within her. She continued rocking her groin back and forth, massaging her clit as his cock sunk deep inside her tight hole, anxious for every second of euphoria possible. Then, finally, knowing there was no more to be had, she collapsed down upon Garret's body, gasping as her heart pounded inside her chest.

After the longest moment, during which Garret's body heat and the little bit of spring water in which she lay warmed Eelo's front side and the cold air of the deepening night chilled her back side, the archer from the Eastern Bight pulled back to release the man's cock from her pussy and crawled from him.

She looked down with a smile and only said, "Thank you."

Garret looked up at her, knowing he had been too quick because of the length of time he had been without and just glad he had been able to keep erect enough to allow her to get some satisfaction. He hated leaving his partners to feel unsatisfied and even though he had not had many he always strived for their pleasure first.

"You are most welcome. I apologize for my quickness, it has been awhile. If you wish to repeat the experience some other time I will try to make it a lot better."

Standing up he offered her a hand up and pulled her to him and gave her a little kiss. "There is some dinner waiting back at camp for you. Join me when your ready."

Smiling he let her go, retrieved his clothes and naked made his way back to camp. Once there he dressed himself in a clean set of clothes and sat down by the fire to await her return. Maybe later he would go and wash his clothes and hang them to dry tonight, no use wasting a hot spring.

"You are most welcome. I apologize for my quickness, it has been awhile. If you wish to repeat the experience some other time I will try to make it a lot better."

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"I do wish," she replied with a wide smile as she pulled her to her feet. Then, as if in command, she said, "And you will."

He pulled their naked bodies together, saying...

"There is some dinner waiting back at camp for you. Join me when your ready."

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"I will," she said simply. She let him depart, then went to her pile of possessions to rummage through her pack. She found a small tube made of highly polished hollowed horn with a bulb made of an animal's stomach. Returning to squat in the pool, Eelo filled it with warm spring water, inserted the tube deep into her now happy joy place, and squeezed the bulb. The water flushed her insides. The last thing Eelo needed right now was a little bounty hunter growing inside her. She repeated the operation several times, not realizing that the action of pumping her insides with the water was more likely to make her sick with infection than decrease her chances of becoming pregnant.

When she was finished, she dried and dressed, then returned to the camp. She sat on the opposite side of the fire from Garret, eating -- in silence -- on the food he'd charred over the flames. Eelo had never been very good with the moments following sex. Most of the men she'd been with only wanted to leave after cumming ... or cum again. Sometimes Eelo allowed either, depending upon whether she'd finished, too. But rarely had she wanted the night to continue any farther than the heavy breathing. Men generally only had one purpose for Eelo; and, to be honest, she only had one reason for them.

So ... what to do about Garret now? Simple. Eelo tossed the remains of her rabbit carcass into the fire, then laid down in her bedding, telling him, "Tomorrow you can tell me more about this job you want me to help you with."