gypsy camp

i set my horse free hoping that she'll eventually led someone to me, i scramble up a tree and wrap the cloak i tossed around around me and tried to sleep, it was fitful rest as i heard the captors voices rumble undecipherable echoes as they came up to me. i merely prayed to whoever was in charge of such things that thomas was alive.
 
martine

As everyone gathered around I backed my horse out of the group. I let him pick his way through the thick growth and tangle on the forest floor. It wasn't long until I came upon one of the horses from camp. Knowing they do not wander far from where they are left, I began looking around, then I started calling softly. "Hello, is anyone here?" I stopped the horse and listened, then would call again. Maybe, if someone was out here, I would find them. I expected to find this boy who was brought to the camp, or maybe it was the young woman who had been taken.
 
Hoytus and Terra

As part of the party veered off we stopped.

"Which way, Terra?" He asked softly.

"They are trying to confuse us. This way." Terra stated, pointing the other direction. "They have taken Thomas and Christine to the hidden cave."

She closed her eyes and a vision of Mysteria in the tree came to her.

"Mysti is close."

Martine had already begun in the direction Terra had pointed out, and party began following cautiously, careful to be as quiet as possible.
 
mysteria

i finally drift off to sleep curled up in tree when i hear horses approach, my body protests as i climb higher to see who it is.

i see martine fairly close and others off in distance.

i slowly scramble down tree and move to martine

if it hadn't been for my vision of thomas he probably would of been the first man i, i stopped the thought, i was pregnant and nothing beyond that child's safety and future mattered.
 
Terra and Hoytus

I sensed Mysteria approaching Martine, though I could not see that far in the distance. We continued our silent tracking, and soon joined them.

"Are they in the hidden cave? Have you seen how many of them remain?" I ask Mysteria.

Hoytus speaks up.

"I say we surround the mouth of the cave, hiding ourselves. When we are in place, we should begin to make obvious noises to draw them out. We would fare better in open ground, and the hostages would be less likely hurt in cross fire."

"Excellent idea Hoytus." I reply. We had been in this area for a few months now, and had explored all the surrounding areas. We were familiar with the terrain, unlike this 'brigade' were likely to be. We should take that advantage to use.
 
martine

Mysteria came down from the tree. "My horse has gone lame." She told me. I reached for her and she swung up easily behind me. Taking the reigns of her horse, I led him along with us, back to the group. "Are you alright?" I whispered to this woman I barely knew.
 
I sensed Mysteria approaching Martine, though I could not see that far in the distance. We continued our silent tracking, and soon joined them.
 
mysteria

soaking up the warmth from Martine i softly murmur that i'd feel better back in my warm bed, safe and sound. when we finally met up with others i was begining to feel better, we knew the area fairly well from our wanderings, my mind was racing, who was behind this? and why did they want Thomas and the new girl.

i suddenly saw them, together so close it looked intimate. I shook head after all i had what i needed from him, my heart was still feeling loss to even consider him. yet he said he was in love with me. i shrugged he simple was overwhelmed with taste of freedom and passion.

i felt martine's arm wrapped around me comforting and yet nondemanding.
 
Terra

I sensed the misgivings Mysteria emanated. This had to be difficult for her. Dismounting, I hurried over to her and Martine, throwing my arms them both.

"Mysti, darling. Are you well?" I felt her shiver as she coddled to our warmth. Upon touch, another vision overcame me. It was Thomas's father meeting these horrible men in a pub. Understanding, I gripped both young women tightly. "Ah, so that is our problem."

Mysti looked at me quizzically, so I quickly explained.

"The town is not against us. Thomas's father tried that route, and failed. In his anger and grief, he turned to these bandits. We have the law by our side." I finished. Sensing her other 'intimate' question, I turned to Mysteria.

"He loves you, and only you. What you see are circumstances, and nothing more."
 
Christine

I watched as Thomas's face went through a series of different emotions, surprise, confusion, indignant anger then curiosity, and overlying them all was a hunted fear.

I hesitated before answering his questions, allowing him to settle again beside me. Deciding the best way to explain to him the situation I have found myself in, I again related my tale of misadventure. Concluding my tale I confirmed his suspicion.
"You are right, I am not from the camp. I can only presume these brigands ran into your father and he paid them to bring you back. I am beginning to suspect that there may be a reason a little stronger than money for why they want me..." Trailing off, my fear finally overwhelming me I began to sob quietly.
 
Thomas:

Biting his lip at the sound of Christine's sobbing Thomas found himself pulling her against him to reasure her of what little protection he could give her. "I would not stand idly by if they were to try..." He couldn't even say the word, the thought repulsed him.
 
Christine

Feeling the heat of Thomas' chest under my cheek as my sobs began to subside, I couldn't help raising one hand and running it over his smooth abdomen, still bearing the bruise of the cane.
I could feel his warmth seep into me as we sat so close, his arm around me protectivly. I could feel my body stirring with desire for this man as my lust grew. My nipples hardened against him. I couldn't stop myself from kissing his skin. He didn't try to stop me and I wasn't sure if it was shock or desire to have me continue that was allowing me to go on.
I began to kiss my way his neck, my fingers rising to tease his nipple. As my lips reached his, I lightly pinched the tight nub of Thomas's nipple.
 
Thomas:

Thomas knew he should stop Christy before things became too heated between them but didn't know how to without offending her. He did not want her to go away, he knew it would be better for the both of them to share what warmth they could in this dank cave. And she was evoking a reaction from his body, just as her sobbing had from his heart. He reached a hand into her hair and held her against his neck. He couldn't bare it if she were to place her lips anywhere else. She felt the light throbbing of his pulse on her lips and his breathing was all to easily quickening.
 
Christine

Dropping my hand again, running it lightly up and down Thomas's bare skin, I edged lower and lower. I could feel his muscles tensing under my touch. On my lowest sweep yet I felt an extra hardness, heat, tension. Resting my hand on his clothed manhood, stroking lightly, I looked into his eyes. Questioning if he would allow me to continue, or if he would become more assertive with me, if he would put me from him, or take me into his arms as a lover.

As I gazed at him I began to unbutton my bodice.
 
Thomas:

As Christy touched his hardened cock Thomas froze in place. Never before the gypsy's had come had he ever been the object of a woman's desires. The only reason any of them had ever cast eyes on him was because of his father... Because of the lifestyle he could offer them... He knew that this wasn't much diferent though, it wasn't love. It wasn't anything more than what Ria and he had shared, Passion. Passion and desire, and heat and sweat... His thought were carrying him away as he mutely watched Christy unbutton her top. Perhaps he was trying to convince himself that all he and Ria had shared was passion. Perhaps he could have that with any woman. Christy had removed her bodice, reveiling her bare breasts to Thomas. He looked at their heavy, rounded curves for the breifest of moments then cast his eyes down. Thoughts of Ria were invading his thoughts now...
 
Christine

Seeing the look of doubt in his eyes I took his hand an placed it on my bared breast.
I whispered to him "Thomas, do you feel me wanting you? feel my heart beating with wanting you. Let us take this time when our captors are busy elsewhere to enjoy the pleasures of the body, for if we are not rescued soon, it may be the last opportunity you will ever have.
I want to to touch you, to taste you, to have you deep inside of me. Yours may be the last gentle hand my body will ever know. If we come out of this alive I want you to know that there will be nothing tying you to me. Today, tonight, NOW, will be remembered as a time of passion, not of fear or commitment. Let us take each other away..."

This said, my hands went to work unbuttoning his trousers, feeling his manhood straining at the worn material. I soon had him released and closed my hand around his shaft, his hand covering my breast.
 
Thomas:

What if what she said was right? What if the brigands came to rape her? He couldn't allow that to happen. And they would most assuredly kill him if he stood in their way... That was the last rational thought that Thomas had before Christy's hand found his cock. His hand tightened over her breast, her nipple peeking between his fingers out at him. It was hard and dark pink and the sight of it made his mouth water.
 
Christine

Stroking his cock I leaned forward a little to tickle his nipple with my breath. I circled it with my tongue, tasting the saltiness of Thomas's skin, becoming more aroused as his hand continued to roam. Kissing my way to his other nipple I circled it, pressing my tounge against it, pushing it gently against my teeth.

Taking my time, my lips and tongue teasing you I make my way down until my cheek is against the hot hardness of your cock. Slowly, I lick my way up your shaft, feeling it pulsing against my lips.
My eyes close as I take the head into my mouth, my tongue flickering, circling, probing at the "eye".
Releasing your cock from my mouth I look up and whisper, "Lets get a little more comfortable"

Reaching for my remaining buttons I step out of my skirt as you slide your trousers off.

Spreading my skirt on the ground I motion for you to lie on it, some protection against the cold damp rock of the cave.
As you recline I kneel down beside your head and resume my attentions on your cock.
 
Thomas:

"Unnnn..." Thomas sighed as Christy returned her hot tongue to work against his cock. His stomach fluttered with sexual hunger and as he closed his eyes he saw flashes of Ria's face, her form. A sudden flash of guilt shot through him and he flung his eyes open in an attempt to escape them, looking down at this woman he was sharing far too much intimacy with, he wanted to tell her to stop and that he couldn't continue but all that came out was another moan. For being a towny like he she seemed far too talented with her tongue...
 
Christine

Breathing through my nose as I take Thomas' cock deeper and deeper into my mouth I run my hand up his thigh, seeking out his hands.
Finding them I place them on my body, mutely appealing for his touch, begging him to take action.
Moving position I knelt over his head, my pussy directly above his face. I could feel his hands passivly resting on my thighs. I moaned in frustration, slowly lowering myself on to his face.

It began to occur to me that Thomas may be the type that thrives under an assertive woman, his cock seemed to become even harder as I lowered myself to him.
 
Thomas:

Thomas breathed in a gasp, filling his lungs with Christy's scent. She felt his body shiver with delight. He touched her moist pussy with his tongue as though he were dipping a tow into a river, testing. In no time he accepted her taste, licking slowly, practicing what he had learned from Ria's body. Ria... She kept coming to the forefront of his mind... He tried to push the image of her face from his mind but as he grew closer and closer to release from Christy's mouth on his cock the image, the sence of Ria and his love making filled his mind, refusing to leave...
 
Christine

Moaning and writhing on Thomas's tongue as he took me closer and closer to orgasm, I sucked and took him deeper, my lips wrapped around the base of his shaft, his pubic hair brushing my nose.

As Thomas's tongue dips and darts along my slit, tasting my juices, teasing me into a frenzy I lift my head from his cock long enough to pant "Oh Yes Thomas, suck my clit, oh yes.. suck it.. lick me... Oh God I'm going to cum...."
Swallowing your cock in my ecstacy I pump it harder and harder, my fingers reaching around and stroking your balls, squeezing them a little.
With a strong tremmor running through my whole body, I begin to cum, my juices running from me into your mouth. Your tongue lapping at me as I shudder and climax.

Releasing your cock again from my mouth I ask you to fuck me
"Oh Thomas that was so good I still need you though, I need you in me, Thomas I want you to fuck me now!"
Quickly you slid out from under me and position yourself behind. I stay on all fours, my pussy and ass exposed to you. Reaching beneath me my fingers part the folds of my lips, ready to guide you home.
 
Thomas:

Thomas had completly given into his lust, the images of Ria, his first lover seeming to make it all right. He took her hips under is burning hands and pushed into her soaked cunt. If he just thought of Ria it would be alright, he kept telling himself. A part of him knew he was betraying Ria... But didn't she say that it was simple passion that they had shared? And nothing more? He knew that was a lie though.. A lie to save both their hearts pain. And here he was with Christy... He now knew lust AND love and he knew what he felt for Ria was more than lust. He slowed his frantic thrusing and Christy felt him start to tremble. He was on the verge of cumming but the thought of Ria was holding him back.
 
Christine and the Brigands

Moaning with each thrust of Thomas' cock in my cunt as his passion took over, my fingers flickered and teased my clit to renewed awareness. I could tell that there was still something holding Thomas back from complete abandon. Probably thoughts of Ria. I'd seen signs of love-sickness but had ignored them for this last taste passion. With a slight sense of guilt at having manipulated Thomas into something he was unsure of I continued to frig my clit.

"Give it to her hard boy!" a harsh voice called out followed by lewd raucous laughter.

I gasped, looking across at the two men who had captured us. With a slight sucking sound Thomas pulled out of my dripping cunt, and unable to stop once started, spurted his jizm across my ass and back.

Frozen in position all I could do is look with astonished eyes as the brigands came closer.
Daniel quickly got Thomas in a headlock before he could do anything to defend us.
Roughly, William pushed down on my back, his hand between my shoulder blades until my face was resting on the ground. With his other hand he ran his hand up my thigh before plunging a meaty finger into my wet cunt. Pistoning it in and out a few times he laughed and taunted me "I see you are all nice and wet for me lassie, isn't that thoughtful of you?"
Sounds of struggle were going on behind me and I prayed that somehow Thomas would be able to wiggle free from Daniels grasp. With an oath, Daniel kneed Thomas in the groin and proceeded to tie him up to a shaft of rock. Forced to stand, his arms tied behind the pillar quickly followed by his ankles roped to it.

William removed his finger from my cunt to gather up Thomas's secretions, gathering them around my anus. "I know you'll like this" he said, pushing his thumb firmly against my tight rose. "Relax girl! It'll go easier for you if you do!" knowing what he said to be true I willed myself to relax, to allow his invading thumb entry.
His thumb stretched my delicate ass hole and I shouted with the pain. Quickly and firmly he removed his hand from my back and slapped my ass "Shut up you whore!" With no more regard for me and the pain, he plunged his thumb in deep and his finger went back to my cunt.

Meanwhile Thomas, immobilised by his bonds was enduring a tourture of his own. He had promised Christy that he would protect her if it came to this and here he was, naked and tied to a pillar of rock! He totally missed the lewd look in Daniels eye as Daniel gazed at him, but he didn't miss what happened next. Daniel reached out and stroked Thomas' cunny-wet cock, grasping it and tugging it.

A Mantra was running through both Thomas's and Christines heads "Please let the gypsies come and save us, Please let the Gypsies come and save us, Please..."

Christines conciousness shattered and she was flying again she was looking for the Gypsies, she had to get them to come to the cave. In ever increasing circles she flew, searching for them. Spying them she hurtled through the air..

Gypsies:

Sitting on their horses deciding on a plan of action an Owl suddenly hurled itself at the group. The horses spooked and ran, the owl hearding them toward the cave, raking its talons on their rumps if they veered away..
 
mysteria

i continued to see flashes of the cave through thomas's eyes. my heart went numb, he had lied to me, just like a townie, as i saw glimpses of him with the naked woman. I closed my eyes tightly, leaning back into the warm form of Martine, who I was still riding with, Terra had never said the child needing it's biological father, and I certainly didn't need him, I had used him and now he was free to enjoy pleasure, freed from his upbringing. I was almost happy for him, his father would certainly approve of her, that is if they survived. I snuggled back against Martine, he would make a fine father drifted through my mnd as I finally got some much needed rest.
 
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