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MELIA 07 thick and murky the river nearly

Melia - Chapter 7

By Darkage

(c) July, 2001

Chapter 7

They had traveled for days, and both girls were tired

and hungry. The cemetery had been vast, taking them

almost an entire day's walking to get out of. Now they

were trekking through rocky lands, strewn with old,

decaying hills and scarce patches of forest. It was

late in the day, and storm clouds were darkening the

sky. Melia looked with sadness at Alara, who was

having a much harder time than she, as the girl

trudged, exhausted, towards the forest where they

planned to spend the night.

Having cleared a space for camp, Melia struggled with

sticks and a bit of string she'd stolen from her orc

captor/protector, trying to start a fire. The sky

rumbled in the distance, and a soft rain started

falling. Letting her head drop, Melia tossed the damp

sticks away and slumped to the ground. Alara lay down

beside her, pillowing her head in Melia's lap, and

clasped her hands, pulling them down and kissing them.

Then she began to sob. "What if we never find our way

home? What if no one finds us? I don't want to die out

here, Val." Leaning down towards Alara, Melia wrapped

her arms around her, kissed her cheek, and let her

head rest upon hers as tear rolled from her eye. She

held her tight, trying to keep her warm as the rain

fell about them. The girl's sobs eased, and she lay,

asleep in Melia's lap. Looking down at her love,

Melia's heart felt a deep sadness. Her tears came

faster than the rain, which fell and rolled off the

sleeping girl's beautiful legs, curled into the fetal

position. She stroked Alara's back gently. Her thin

white blouse, already tattered and torn by the

skeletal claws in the graveyard, was soaked through.

The girl murmured, and snuggled close, wrapping her

arms around Melia's back. Melia felt kisses on her

stomach, and she slipped her hand beneath the tattered

blouse to rub Alara's wet back. Caressing in the rain,

the two girls sighed and look love of one another.

Alara grabbed Melia's hand and pulled it to her

breast. Melia laid the girl on the ground and knelt

above her body. She pulled the blouse off, stretching

Alara's arms out past her head. Bending low, she

pressed her lips around her soft nipple, squeezing her

other breast with one hand and slipping the second

hand around the small of the girl's back. Alara sighed

and clutched at her as her nipple hardened in Melia's

mouth.

Melia thrust her knee between Alara's thighs and the

girl moaned, grinding her crotch on Melia's leg. She

kissed the girl's neck. Alara continued to rub the

junction of her thighs up and down the leg between

them, her moans growing to audible whimpers of desire.

Alara sighed, her body quivering, as Melia slid her

hand down between her thighs. She slipped two fingers

into the lips between her thighs and Alara, moaning,

wrapped her legs around Melia's back, clutching her

firmly.

Rone peered through the foliage at the two women

locked in amorous embrace. The gentle rain was soaking

through their clothes and Rone felt his manhood stir.

Signaling over to Mirim, his companion, he began

creeping through the brush.

In the midst of their passion, terror possessed Melia

and Alara as two dark men came upon them, seizing them

and struggling to tie them. Alara was helpless, but

Melia swiftly jabbed her elbow into the gut of her

captor and delivered a bone crushing kick to the groin

of the other. As the men stumbled about, dazed, she

grabbed Alara and the two ran off into the bushes.

Bolting through the forest, they came upon a wide

river and immediately dove into it. The water was

thick and murky, the river nearly stagnant, but they

struggled through it, swimming for the far shore. They

heard the men jump in after them and for a time they

could hear them splashing behind them, swimming in

pursuit. Suddenly, however, the splashing stopped. As

she swam, Melia looked over her shoulder, and what she

saw sent terror down her spine. She'd looked back just

in time to see a man's struggling hand disappear

beneath the surface, wrapped in a thick, green

tentacle. She saw another tentacle break the surface

for a second and there seemed to be a deathly struggle

going on. Bubbles surfaced and all became quiet, save

for her and Alara's own splashing strokes. Not wanting

to panic the girl, Melia tried to sound calm as she

said, "Swim. Swim fast."

They felt the muddy shore beneath their bare feet as

they approached the shore. The two girls ran through

the shallows, towards land, but only one of them made

it. As Alara climbed out of the water she heard a

grunt and looked back in time to see Melia fall to the

ground, a thick green tentacle wrapped around her

ankle. Melia screamed and clawed at the mud as it

dragged her back into the river. Alara chased her, but

before she could reach her love, the river beast

pulled her into the deep water. Her strength failing,

she dropped to her knees in the shallows and sobbed.

A scream escaped Melia's lips as the tentacles around

her legs dragged her under. She flailed and kicked

underwater, but numerous other tentacles wrapped

around her limbs, immobilizing her. She squirmed and

struggled in their tight grasps, but to no avail. She

stopped struggling, trying to conserve air, and looked

about. The great mess of tentacles seemed to belong to

some huge octopus-like creature. Its head was almost

as long as she was tall, and the sucker-covered

tentacles that writhed about her body were all very

long, and immensely strong. It pulled her towards the

mouth at the base of its immense head. Melia renewed

her struggle, filled with terror at the sight of its

hundreds of small, sharp teeth and the writhing lips

around its strangely round mouth. The creature pulled

the squirming girl's head into its mouth and closed

its lips around her neck, trapping her inside.

Terrified, she struggled for a time, until her

strength and air gave out. Exhausted, she gave in and

liquid filled her lungs. To her surprise, however, it

was not river water, but some thick fluid filling the

giant octopus' mouth. Though she inhaled the fluid,

she didn't drown. In fact, it seemed to sustain her,

delivering oxygen to her body in liquid form. Her head

swam and she relaxed. The fluid she breathed was

filling her body with pleasurable warmth and she

relaxed her body, letting the beast's tentacles

manipulate her arms and legs as they wished. Her head

still held within its mouth, she felt the creature

pulling at her clothes, slipping tentacles underneath

them and tearing them from her body, and even this did

not frighten her, so deep in relaxation was she.

The creature held her naked body in its tentacles and

Melia squirmed passionately as its suckers slid over

her skin, giving gentle hickeys all over her body. A

tentacle slipped down her back and between her thighs.

She gasped as it slid over her labia and up her belly.

She felt tentacles coiling around her calves and

separating her legs. Others bound her arms and pressed

them to the beast's large head. The tentacles upon her

lower body pulled her abdomen in towards the underside

of its head, curling her around its underbelly and

spreading her legs wide. Inside its mouth, her lips

trembled at the feel of its member extending and

poking at the region between her legs. After a bit of

prodding, it found the lips between her thighs and

sank its glans into them, causing the girl to cry out

for a second inside its mouth. She was well

lubricated, and the creature sank the length of its

member into her body until its rubbery underbelly

pressed up between her thighs. Melia gurgled and

sighed as the creature penetrated her, thrusting deep

until it came inside her sending warm semen up into

her body.

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