By Slutry Sabrina
(If you haven’t read parts one and two of the crazy collaboration between Elara Rosalia and myself, I strongly recommend you read those first.)
Elara slid open the drawer of her dresser, deciding which nightie she wanted to wear. She settled on a sheer lace top and matching blue thong. She thought about snapping a picture of her outfit and sending it to Candy Cane. The building sexual tension between them was driving her crazy. Sabrina had offered to buy her a ticket and fly her out, but she hadn’t worked up the courage to agree yet.
Deciding against the selfie, Elara grabbed a book from her trashy romance shelf and climbed into bed. The story wasn’t bad, a knight rescuing a damsel in distress from a dragon-guarded castle, she giggled to herself as she thought about Shrek. Of course, Shrek didn’t bed the damsel in the castle mid-rescue, he waited until later, like a gentleman.. Gentle ogre? Whatever, either way, Shrek was cool.
She idly teased herself, tracing her fingers up and down her slit outside her lace panties, enjoying the tingles of pleasure it sent through her body as she read. She wished Candy Cane were here, wished it was her fingers teasing her right now.
Elara felt her eyelids grow heavy as she tried to focus on the words of the book she was reading. It had been a long day and she wanted to finish the chapter, but she was too tired. She didn’t even remember to turn off the overhead light or take off her glasses before she fell into a deep sleep.
Elara awoke to the feel of cold stone against her body as the guard opened the cell door and threw in a stale chunk of bread and an old wine skin half-full of warm water. Elara scrambled to grab the skin before the water leaked out the poorly secured stopper and seeped into the cracked stone floor
Elara kicked the little straw there was into a pile and wrapped the threadbare blanket around herself in an attempt to stay warm in the castle’s dungeon as she tore into the chunk of bread. She had been here for nearly a week, and aside from the guard who brought her her daily meal, she hadn’t seen anyone.
She will come for me, and when she does, you will all pay! The words ran on a loop through Elara’s mind, her belief in them the only thing that kept her going day after day. She was there as bait; the evil king wanted to draw out the mighty dragon rider Candy Cane and knew that kidnapping Elara was the way to do it. She would come, and she would make him pay.
Candy Cane streaked across the sky on her fearsome dragon, her silver armor reflecting the morning sun’s brilliance, causing her to look like a burning comet crashing to earth. But comets were random, comets couldn’t feel rage, and comets couldn’t seek revenge.
Candy Cane saw the black castle of the evil king on the horizon. Fires still burned at the guard stations as dawn swept across the valley, chasing Candy Cane as she closed in on her quarry. She swore by the time she was done, there wouldn’t be a single stone stacked atop another of the entire castle.
Elara heard the roar of Bob, Candy Cane’s fearsome dragon, as the duo flew over the castle’s outer wall. The dungeon suddenly filled with blindingly bright light through the little window near the ceiling as Bob’s white fire turned the day as bright as the noonday sun. She could hear the screams of guards being burned alive and of the stones of the castle wall exploding from the sudden heat of Bob’s fiery breath.
Candy Cane leapt from Bob’s back as he soared over the courtyard, her red and white cape flapping in the wind. She drew her broadsword and charged the castle guard. The first guard’s head flew from his shoulders as her sword effortlessly severed tendon and bone. Two guards rushed her at once, trying to overpower her, but Bob swept down from the sky, grabbing one in each massive talon and crushing the life out of them before throwing their bodies into another wave of oncoming guards
Candy Cane moved like a dancer, unburdened by the heavy armor she wore. Her blade deflected oncoming attacks and found weak spots in armor. Throats were cut, arms were dismembered, and blood was spilled by the gallon as Candy Cane worked her way to the throne room of the evil king.
The evil king rushed through his castle down the stairs and into the dungeon. He had to get to his prisoner before Candy Cane got to him. He had been warned not to cross the Lady of the Peppermint Forest, but in his arrogance, he thought he could best her.
It had been such a fool-proof plan, capture the lover, hold her captive, then kill the dragon rider. He burst through the dungeon door, startling Elara who was still huddled under her threadbare blanket, her bare chest heaving as she laughed at him.
He went to her, wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her in front of him as a shield. He drew a wicked dagger, holding it to her neck as he waited for Candy Cane to appear.
Candy Cane kicked the door off the hinges, sending it crashing to the floor, her eyes burning with rage as he saw the evil king holding a knife to her lover’s throat. She raised her sword, arm as steady as steel as she pointed the tip of the sword at his throat.
“Release her, and I’ll let you live.” Candy Cane said, her voice as cold as Bob’s breath was hot. The evil king didn’t hesitate, the knife fell from his hand, clattering to the stone floor. Elara pulled free from his loosening grip and ran to Candy Cane, who pulled embraced her with one arm while holding the sword on the evil king.
“It would be best if I don’t see you again.” She said as she sheathed her sword before wrapping Elara in her cloak. The two women turned and walked out of the dungeon. The evil knight’s knees buckled as he fell to the ground, grateful to be alive.
As Elara and Candy Cane walked through the destroyed courtyard, they heard Bob’s mighty talons tearing through what remained of the castle walls and floors. They heard a scream as the evil knight was plucked out of the dungeon and carried off into the sky.
Bob took his time, ripping the evil knight limb from limb before crushing the life out of him. By the time he was finished, the pieces of the evil knight were spread across the countryside.
Candy Cane led Elara to a small creek as Bob destroyed the castle behind them, his bellows echoing across the land as Candy Cane wet a cloth and began to wipe the dirt from Elara’s face. Tears stung her eyes as she checked Elara’s body for injuries.
“I’m okay.” Elara said, gently grabbing her wrist and pulling Candy Cane in for a kiss. Candy Cane wrapped her arms around her lover as the last several days of stress and fear fled from her body. Elara guided her down to the ground, slowly removing her armor piece by piece as she kissed Candy Cane’s skin, tasting the sweat on her skin.
“I knew you and Bob would come for me,” Elara whispered into Candy Cane’s ear as she covered her now-naked body with kisses. Her fingers teased between Candy Cane’s legs as she began to moan from her lover’s touch.
Candy Cane spread her legs open as Elara’s lips brushed lightly over her slit before slipping her tongue inside. Elara slowly ran her tongue up and down, exploring her lover as her hands continued to explore her body. When her tongue found Candy Cane’s clit, she let out a gasp of pleasure as her first orgasm rolled through her body like a gentle wave.
Elara’s fingers slipped inside, pumping into her pussy as Candy Cane’s body began to tremble as another orgasm built inside her. Her pussy clenched tight around Elara’s fingers as she came, releasing a spray of her fluids over Elara’s face.
Candy Cane sat up, pulling Elara up to her for a deep kiss, tasting her sweetness on Elara’s lips. Candy Cane’s fingers pumped into her hard and fast as Bob landed nearby and began stomping in a fast rhythm.
Elara’s eyes fluttered open as her alarm blared, pulling her out of her erotic dream. She felt the warmth between her legs as she remembered the taste of Candy Cane’s pussy. Elara’s fingers slid down between her legs, pushing her blue thong to the side as her fingers explored her body. She stroked her wet pussy, imagining Candy Cane’s fingers penetrating her as she felt the pleasure building inside her. She reached for a vibrator, stimulating her clit as she began to whimper with pleasure. She could Almost smell Candy Cane’s sweet peppermint lotion that Sabrina had described in so much detail.
Elara felt lips brush hers, she knew those lips, knew them from her dreams. Candy Cane was here with her, how didn’t matter, why didn’t matter, only her presence mattered. Elara was close, her body convulsing as Candy Cane’s lips continued to kiss her.
“Elara jolted awake to the sound of her alarm. She moaned, her body crying out in protest at not one, but two almost orgasms that were ruined.
This is too much, I can’t take this any more Elara thought as she grabbed her phone to text Candy Cane. She sent the message then closed her eyes, terrified of the reply.
Her phone chimed. Then chimed again. Elara’s heart beat like a jackhammer as she looked at the screen. The reply made her smile as butterflies flew in her stomach. Soon, it wouldn’t just be a dream.
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Fun story. Thanks.