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The Irissitable Song (Lordhack and ashlee_babe)

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Kai Alitair had long brown hair, well, not too long, it only went down to his neck, but long enough that you could mistake him for a girl if you were too far away. A mistake you'd feel rather silly about after getting closer. He was built like an athlete who worked out daily, strong arms, a six pack beneath a leather jacket and brown tunic, matching brown pants covering his legs, and brown eyes the most striking feature of his face. It might seem rather dull, but it made quite effective camouflage more often than not, and while not armor, the leather jacket did offer some protection. The man looked around, noticing that he was no longer on the path, and after deciding on a direction, began heading that way.

Kai had been in a small town for about two months now, staying up in a room in the inn. A private room, he'd recently come into enough money to be able to afford such simple luxaries, he'd been exploring, and come upon an honest to god treasure trove. It was the type of thing men like him dreamed of, and he'd quite enjoyed his stay. It was a nice room, with a bed big enough for two, though he was alone throughout his stay. Slowly, he grew bored, even with all the things money could buy, he wanted to go exploring again. There was a forest nearby, part of it was mapped, most of it wasn't. He'd been offered good pay for a reliable map of more, and though he didn't need it yet, it seemed like just the thing.

Rumors of the forest of course, were many, as they always were. If you listened to the tales of drunkards, everything from witches to Dragons haunted the place. Kai doubted anything truly evil was inside, but part of him hopped something would be, something he could tell tales of. He brought his sword with him, he was no great duelist, but he could use it to protect himself, as well as about a weeks worth of food, a sleeping bag, and a cantine, though he'd need to fill it after a few days. With that, he started off into the forest.

He traveled for hours in the known parts, bored out of his mind, encountering nothing but a few racoons. He got out his parchment and ink, knowing that he would soon be entering "the great unknown" not that he expected that to be any more interesting. No reason not to keep his hope up though. Few men encountered even one source of treasure like he did, maybe he'd be really lucky and find more.
 
Sarena looked at her refletion in the pristine lake that she called her home. She used to have it all. A castle and riches, a garson at her command, and a new lover every night. Her life was shattered with the rise of man. Her palace was taken from her command within days after a settlement arrived in the village. Her servants were slaughtered and her lovers enslaved byt the wiles of human females and their fertile wombs.

Sheep all of them...

She played with her long dark hair with her hands as she stood up from her rock. Her life would be rebuilt and she would reclaim what she lost and then some. She let her long hair fall down her back and sighed. Her red satin dress whipped in the wind as she sat on a rock at the lake's edge. She just needed one man to hear her song and help her back into town. her small cottage nearby was her only haven left to her. She heard a twig snap and she smirked.

She opened her mouth and began to lure her prey. She rose from her place and stalked through the trees her make. Her voice was melodic, alluring and hypnotic to whomever heard. She knew her plan would work.

Sarena allowed the moon to higlight her smooth alabaster skin and create the illusion that she was glowing. She beckoned the man out into the open and to her trap.
 
Kai felt the twig underfoot snap, and winced slightly. He wasn't exactly trying to be stealthy, as far as he knew, there was nothing for him to hide from, but with the sun down and the moon out, he didn't want to attract any attention, lest some wolf decide to get brave with a human who couldn't see to well. He continued walking, listening for a stream, or some other water, so he could drink from it. He'd make camp there, and continue when the sun rose...

That's when he heard it. He thought it was just the wind at first, whistling through the trees, and combining with his imagination to play tricks on him. But the more he walked, the more he was certain, he was hearing a voice. And not just any voice. The most wonderful, angelic thing he'd ever heard, softly singing the most beautiful song he'd ever heard. He couldn't make out any of the words, but it seemed like a song made just for him, sung by the most beautiful creature. He had to find her, surely only a woman could thing something this beautiful.

He continued, walking through the trees almost without thought, many more twigs snapping under his feet, as he searched for the singer, she seemed to be moving. He searched for what seemed like years, though really, it was only a few minutes, until he saw a female figure, not far from him, seeming to simply glow in the moonlight. He knew it was the girl he was searching for. He took a step towards her, than stopped. Something seemed... off. He couldn't place it, but he felt like something was wrong, like he should remember some old wisdom, some lesson. He'd spotted her from behind, she hadn't seen him yet... he simply stared, listening to her song, feeling like he should flee, but compelled to stay and stare.
 
Sarena smirked, she had seduced her prey into her trap. Her voice grew louder as the man walked closer to the lake. He was handsome and would make a good addition to her army. She had only seen his reflection in the water not his true face. She turned to face him and stopped her song. "What have we hear? A lost little man in my forest, I should filet you alive for being here." She chided as she locked her dark blues eyes with his. He was a handome devil but he was mortal. He was from a breed who destoryed her. How ironic would it be if I used him for my own needs and desires, she thought wickedly as she placed a hand on the man's cheek.

"Bow before our queen, human. You are mine to control." Her voice had a hypnotic tone to it. She wanted him to beg to hear her voice once more. Soon she would command her armies once more. She needed a warrior before anything and this may be it. "Are you going to do my bidding as I command or do I let your head fall from your body." She placed a nail on his neck to emphasize the point.
 
He watched, almost entranced, as she turned around to face him, noticing her song was ending. For some reason, he was very tense when she wasn't speaking, but when she spoke again, his body was entirely relaxed, his thoughts stopped, and he just listened to what she said. Even though she was threatening him... he wasn't exactly sure how... how could a beautiful woman like this hurt him? Perhaps that was why he was so tense. He stared into her eyes, as blue as the lake behind her, feeling like he should stop staring, but unable to look away, as she slowly made his way to him, he stood there, as if stunned. And than, she spoke again, and he had the strongest urge to just bow, to submit to her, to listen to more of that perfect song. However, he was still able to think, if just barely, and he knew she was dangerous, even if he couldn't place how.

He simply stared, as her nail traced over his neck, sharper than a humans, though not by much. Could it really cut off his head? He didn't want her to do that. He wanted her to sing more, to listen to the wonderful sound of her voice, no matter what it was saying. He just stood there, feeling her nail, for almost a minute, before he felt his body bend, as he bowed to her... his queen. Something about that thought bugged him, and something else made it feel simply perfect.
 
Sarena smirked devilishly as she waited for him to bow before her. "Good little human. Now rise and take me to the town." she said as she moved her hand in an upward motion and wiggled a finger for him to follow her. "I need lodgings and clothes and you will get them for me tonight. I may even sing to you if you do your job well." She chided as she moved along the trees gracefully.

"You will be my pet until I tell you otherwise. Please me in my chores and matters you may become my lover. Now take me to the town."
 
Kai shivered with an oddly sexual joy, one he could not recall ever feeling before, when she said those words. "Good little human...." they rang in his mind again and again, in a hundred different tones of voice, none as sweet as actually hearing hers. He was her pet, and if he did his job well, he might even get to hear her sing again. If he did enough... she might see him as a lover... that would be so great. But part of him new this was wrong. She wanted to go to town... why? Why did she want to cover herself, and how was it she had not found the town on her own? He began walking, leading her, but he was taking a round about way, as he fought with his desire to please her and this nagging feeling in his head.
 
Sarena knew she was being taken in circles when she saw her lake not once but twice. "Do you dare to try and trick me, human? I have been around long before you and you wish to try and trick me? You do not want to get on my bed side. I will be able to hurt you more than you could even dream of. So lead me to town and I will spare your short rise of betrayal." She added as she releaed him from her rage and began to hum as she directed her captive towards the main road. If she did not need the human to blend in, she would ahve dispatched him by now.

"Slave, I speak you follow, do you understand?"
 
He hadn't meant to go around in simple circles, but he was so distracted, and wasn't quite willing to obey her, yet. There was something about her... he just thought it was a bad idea, no matter what reward she offered him. Her threat however, seemed very real, and though he had no idea what she'd do to him, he was certain it would be bad. While she hummed, he was unable to do anything but follow, and lead her right towards the town, her words washing over him as though they were a holy mandate.

"Yes, I understand." he said, leading her closer and closer to the poor town. "But please tell me, how am I to address you, and why is it you wish to go to town?"
 
"Address me? You wish to talk to me without being asked to? If that is your wish then you may call me Sarena for now. But when I regain my property and people, you will call me Queen." She spoke as she watched the people look at her. The men nearly dropped to their knees and the women were confused about her. She went straight for the biggest place know in the village.

"This was my home before theirs. I was robbed of it during night when the guard was changing and they used their sorcery to bind me to my lake. Unfortunately I have been practicing my own skills. I simply wish to return to my home." She added a hint of innocence to her. She wanted the men to suffer or repay their horribly deeds.

She began to sing once more as the gates opened at her arrival and her servants flocked to her. "I want my home back and I am claiming it now." She belted and the men took seize of the women in the household while the men followed and dropped to their knees in honor, or fear. She rid herself of her pests and looked at her now empty home.

She raised her arms and belted out a single breathtaking note sealing her house from others. It was hers and she was only allowing the people in or out. She turned to her human guide and smirked. "Welcome to my palace, slave."
 
"But if you were bound to the lake how is it that you were able to leave?" he started to ask, but was cut off, as she began to sing her beautiful song, the entire town suddenly seeming to be at her beck and call, ready to do anything for her. And he almost felt sorry for her, she had her home stolen from her, her property, everything. But he knew they would not have bound her without reason, what was she going to do with all these woman, the ones the men grabbed and brought to her. And what was going to happen to him? They seemed to be the only ones here, and slowly, he walked around the palace, empty, except the two of them. The beautiful, singing girl... and her new slave.

She was beautiful, and he wanted to serve her, wanted to hear her sing. But he also knew she was dangerous, he could give him pain he could not dream of, and she would, he knew it. He wanted to flee and stay at once. "What is going to become of me? I had nothing to do with your banishment..." he said, slowly backing up, as though trying to leave the palace.
 
"You, my pet, are my general and I am going to allow you to stay as my confidant. If you betray me in any way, I will have you killed by my own hand. I do not take betrayal lightly. The men wo bowed to me may stay. I will choose a lover before the night ends and I shall be bathed and dressed before then." The human dared to ask her about her banishment and she screamed. She raised a hand to him and backhanded him, hard.

"I do not beleive I asked you to speak, did I?" Sarena was seeing read and saw the candles enflame violently. She snapped her fingers and men appeared. "My servants, you have been faithful to me and I shall reward all of you. I wish to bath and be pampered. This human is to be taken to the dungeons until I say otherwise. He has to earn his ranks and respect here. He needs to learn when not to ask unuseful questions." Sarena turned to leave and the men fawned over her wake.

Her bath was drawn and the men were nude, just how she remembered it. Her voice echoed throughout the halls and she wiggled her finger to a brawny man bowing. "I wish for you to bath me this eve." She emerged herself in the water and allowed the water to hydrate her form again. She sung as she watched the man not only get aroused but wanton towards her.

"What makes you think you deserve my body in mine. You have to wait my sweet." Sarena moved from her tub and was toweled and dressed in a fine silk two outfit. The dress was low on her hips and let her stomach bare. It was the color of blood.

"Bring the prisoner to me." She commanded. She took her slave that was aroused and sat him on her bed. "We are to give a show and you will please me like no other. Its a torturous act to our prisoner." She began to sing and beckoned the other men back.
 
He wasn't sure why he was so defiant, why he didn't just give in to the beautiful woman, the queen who had ensnared him with her song. Maybe it was because this was his first time seeing her, unlike the others, maybe he was just stubborn, but it had certainly gotten him in to trouble. He screamed as he felt her hand smack against his face, more out of shock than pain, but immidiatly, he wish he'd never even thought of the question.

He struggled, as the servants grabbed him, but he was unable to fight them all off, and he spent some time in the dark dungeon, he wasn't sure how much time passed, or how much more was going to. After a little over an hour however, the men once again took him, and once again, he struggled worthlessly. That is, until he heard her beginning to sing once more, at that point, the sturggles simply stopped, as he was brought before her. He stared at her exposed stomach, than up her body, and over to the other man on her bed, not sure what was going on, but unwilling to ask any questions.
 
"Since you wished to be defiant towards your queen then I have to punish you. Do you like what you see, slave? You like my lush form do you not. He does too. Perhaps I should please the man on my bed and make you want. Or should I pin you to the bed and deny you pleasure?" She tapped her finger to her chin as she mocked concerntration. "Do you think me an idiot? I know you want a lover as I. I have male slaves who are loyal to me for a reason. This one here as been aroused for a few hours in only anticipation." Sarena declared as she made the warriors release the man to the ground and she moved towards him.

Her smooth legs were in view first. "Listen to my voice and only my voice." She sung again, a soft sensual melody that made the others groan and the man on the bed fondle himself. Hs erection was heavy in his own hands. "Can you imagine my moans of pleasure, I bet he could please me like no other. You are just a measly traveler not a lover." She added mocking him. She moved away from her captive and to the man on the bed. "Can you imagine my lips on your throbbing member like this," Sarena teased the man until her collapsed back on the bed.

"You may speak now slave, if you can." She purred as she stradled but not yet allowed the man to enter her form
 
The idea of being pinned to the bed, denied pleasure... it both excited and scared him, his cock beginning to grow hard, he did want a lover like her, he wanted her to sing as she fucked him, wanted to bathe her, wanted to run his fingers through her hair, over her breasts, as she took his cock inside her, his lips kissing her neck, not her own lips, for fear of silencing her song.

He watched her walk slowly towards him as he fell to the ground, staring right at her, and giving absolutely no attempt to escape. He would listen to her voice... and only her gorgeous, angel's voice. He imagined her moans, right than as she spoke, soft, beautiful things."YES!" he screamed, when she told him to speak. "Please, I could please you, I can obey, please, give me another chance. Oh, my queen, my goddess, I want you so bad... please." he begged, his own hand going beneath his pants, trying to stroke his dick, the hardest he ever remembered it being.
 
"Pin his hands, I want him to watch me. He does not deserve nor earned my touch." Sarena commanded as she allowed the other man's massive erection slice through her body. A soft melodic moan penetrated the room and smiled. She moved ehr hips very slowly, almost in a torturous motion to the man on the bed. He wrapped his arms like steal band aroud her form. She rode him a little faster and gripped the erection that was looming inside of her.

Sarena leaned back and groaned as a wave of pleasure penetrated her. Her voice grew louder and her song grew more intense. She forced the man back on the bed and groaned as her hips moved erattically over his form. She allowed her body t orgasm and moved herself off of the man. He rose and moved between her legs and lick that sweet spot clean. "You are not to touch me until I tell you. He is a wonderful lover, unlike you human." She purred as she moved from the bed and moved near her captive.

She placed his lips close to his ear and sung a sweet melody. "Human, you will never have me."
 
He groaned out as his hands were forced to his sides, and struggled, but was unable to break free, forced to watch this new man, or perhaps he was one of her oldest servants, as she fucked him, bringing pleasure Kai could barely imagine. Part of him wondered why he cared, she was just torturing him. But her moans made it hard to focus on that. He wanted her... so badly, he couldn't even close his eyes.

And as she moved to him, her lips swinging that intense song about how he would never even touch her, he nearly exploded. "Please, I brought you back here, please, please give me another chance. I could make a good lover, please, tell me how to fix this, tell me how to make it up to you!"
 
Sarena smirked as he begged to be her lover. "Dear, that right has to be earned and until then, you will have to work your way up. He has satisfied me more than you ever would He is my favorite. You will take his chores while I allow him in my bed. You will buy my clothing similar to what I am wearing. You will buy my riches and make sure my house is clean. You are lucky to even be alive. Above all things, you are not allowed to touch yourself until I let you." She laughed as she straddled the semi-erect man again.

"Take him to the servant quarters and bound him to his bed. I will be in there shortly to check on him. I need my alone time." She flipped onto her back and made the man pound into her ruthlessly. Her nails were digging into his back as the oter man was dragged out. "Fuck me harder," she screamed in pleasure.
 
At least he still had all that money... cleaning would not be something he was suited for, but he could do it for her. The idea of trying to escape, that it was even doable, was no longer in his mind. Until she said he couldn't touch himself. He was the kind of man, even before meeting her, that did so often. Now, with that image of her burned in his head... it would be absolute torture. He protested, begging patheticly, as they took him away from her.

It was not long before they dumped him on a bed, and he struggled as they began binding him, but ultimately, could not stop him. There was a huge bulge in his pants, and he was willing to give nearly anything to relieve it, the only thing he could think of was her perfect body, her soft voice, and the man she was pleasing instead of him.
 
Sarena finished her man and smirked as the others have been pleasing themselves. She rose from her bed and allowed the man to finish themselves off in private. She needed to see to her prisoner. A wicked smirk made her smile. She was going to tease her prisoner.

She sauntered into the bedroom and giggled. "Are you ready for your punishment?" She asked as she straddled his lap and smiled as his hands were bound. "Aren't I soft and lush under you."
 
He was still struggling against the bindings when she arrived, wanting anything to just stroke his cock, and he could tell she was enjoying his frustration immensely. He stopped his struggles entirely when she walked in, his eyes glued to her gracefully moving body, his ears listening to her soft giggle fill the room like music. He nodded slowly, knowing she would punish him anyway, perhaps more, if he said no. "Yes... yes mistress..." he moaned out in response to her second question, feeling her on top of him, and trying desperately to rub his erection against her soft body through his pants.
 
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