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A Long Road Through Hell	By : errihuseamonster Category: +S through Z > World of Warcraft Views: 7252 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 3
When she next awoke, the troll was dying.
In truth, he had been dying for a while, but now he was finally passing those
last fel gates into oblivion. Laina awoke abruptly when the troll began to moan
and thrash loudly in the small cell. It was light enough to see, she noted, as
she sat up groggily. Jerlis was also stirring at the noise. The sight that
greeted his eyes struck him, and in the dim green light Laina could see the
pain on his face. How many people had he seen die in this cell?
�Is there anything that can be done for
him?� Laina asked quietly, her words nearly drowned out by the troll�s agonized
moans.
�Nothing within our power, Laina. Trollish
regeneration is amazing, but when the mind inside the body wants death, there
isn�t much that can be done.� Jerlis commented sadly. �Were I a priest or
paladin, perhaps I could do something. But were I a priest or paladin, I would
have died long ago, I fear.�
The troll gave a last final, powerful
thrash, then lay still, bloodshot red eyes staring open into nothingness.
Jerlis sighed sadly then rose, reaching over to gently close the eyes of the
dead troll.
�I wish I knew his name so I could honor
his bravery here.� The elf said sadly. �Rest in peace, fellow mortal, may
whatever the afterlife contains be a better prospect than here.�
They were silent after that. Jerlis
conjured water and some bread and gave it to her, but though they both drank
the water, neither ate. Eventually the bread vanished from their hands,
dissipating back into the nether.
It got lighter out, and with the light came
the heat. She�d missed the worst of it the day before, having been
�entertained� during the hottest hours. But today, there was no escape from it.
She felt exhausted by the heat. Fortunately, the troll was too soon dead to
really smell bad, at least.
Sprawled out on the stone bench, she
nevertheless started when the door appeared once more, the same wrathguard from
before lunging at her from the opening. Careless claws grabbed the shoulder
closest to the door, piercing her skin as he started to drag her out. Laina
yelped in pain.
Before the wrathguard could drag her off,
Jerlis spoke. �The troll�s dead. This morning. Fresh.� He said, his words terse
and low. Laina looked up at the wrathguard, whose vicious grin and
madness-tinged eyes had taken on a different sort of greed from the one she�d
witnessed the day before. Apparently, the demons were as hungry as they were
eager to abuse her. Hunger won, today.
�Do tell,� the demon purred, dropping Laina
abruptly. With a swift motion, he moved into the cell, grabbed the corpse of
the troll, and left. Laina caught a glimpse of his naked backside as the wall
reappeared, door vanishing as if it had never been.
�Why did you save me?� She asked Jerlis.
He was silent for a while, sitting curled
on the bench with his back against the wall with the door, facing the wall with
the barred window. Just as Laina had decided that he wasn�t going to answer,
the elf spoke. �I could do no more for him. I could do this one thing for you.
It may only delay the inevitable, but maybe even a day or two free of abuse is
worth it now.�
She thought she understood. Something
tickled at the back of her brain, and she considered it for a moment. The demon
was unarmored, but it carried a sword � a thick, curve-bladed black sword,
clearly a slashing weapon. It had held the weapon ready both times it came for
her, but seemed somewhat clumsy with it. Laina considered that the demon was
armed more for its effect on the prisoners, and the fact that most prisoners
were not able to fight back probably ensured that it didn�t get much practice.
�Jerlis, I have an idea.� She said, and the
elf met her eyes with a glimmer of hope.
***
Laina slept restlessly through the night.
With the coming of the day she passed the time until the next unexpected visit
restlessly, pacing back and forth in the cell. Jerlis watched her, eyeing her
with a vague trepidation. He still wasn�t so sure this gambit would work, but
he�d finally admitted that it was better to try and fail than continue and die
at the demons� whims. They had a plan, and there was a chance it might work.
But in the meantime, Laina paced. Waiting was the worst.
�Gnomish Mind-Healer? Backwards
Convincement? Sounds like something a gnome would come up with.� Jerlis had
said.
�That�s what I thought when the gnome
told me about it. I think it�ll work, though. You can manage the slow spell?�
Jerlis had grimaced at that. �It�s going
to put my magical reserves dangerously low. This place doesn�t have much
accessible magic, you know.�
�But you can do it?�
�Yes. Just give the signal.�
She thought she could rely on the
wrathguard to come early, considering what he�d said the first day.
�That�s getting really annoying,� Jerlis
said.
�I can�t help it. I�m nervous. If I fuck
this up, we die.�
�And if we do well, we live. For the time
being at least. But it�s hard for me to meditate with you pacing like that, and
I�m going to need all the mana I can get if we pull this off. Don�t think for a
moment that getting out of this cell is the last step. It�s the first.�
Laina sighed, then sat down on the bench.
It was time to stop pacing anyway, it was starting to heat up now that it was
full day. If things went well, she would need to be able to move quickly, and
that would require not being exhausted ahead of time. Not to mention, Jerlis
couldn�t conjure water to replace what she would sweat out pacing; as he�d
said, he needed all his mana.
After what seemed an eternity, the door
finally appeared, the wrathguard making his customary lunge for Laina. She
didn�t have to fake the fear she felt, but instead of giving in to it, she
harnessed it, channeling it with her will to fuel her performance.
�Please,� she begged as the wrathguard
grasped her, �Not in the mouth again! Not in front of the elf!�
It seemed backwards convincement worked on
lesser demons, though she had no doubt it wouldn�t work on the dreadlord. The
wrathguard stopped, mouth still twisted in a malicious grin, eyes glittering
thoughtfully as it leered down at the human woman. �On your knees!� he barked,
brandishing his thick curved sword at her threateningly.
�Noooo,� moaned Laina, attempting to make
it convincing. She was rewarded by a rough grasp on her shoulder pushing her to
her knees, and the blade at her throat. She swallowed convulsively. Blade still
at her neck, the demon yanked aside his loincloth to reveal an already turgid
member. Then the demon pushed her head closer to it.
�You know what to do, bitch.� It snarled.
Laina whimpered for good measure, and when she felt the prick of the blade,
took the huge demon cock in her hands. It was so dark a blue as to be nearly
black, and thick and veiny. It felt hot in her hands, and pulsed at her touch.
Hanging below were the demon�s balls, dark and heavy. Wondering if she�d gotten
in over her head, she began stroking the cock with both hands.
�Ahhh,� groaned the demon. The blade inched
away from her throat. Heart beating fast, she opened her mouth and bent
forward, licking his glans while continuing to stroke with her hands. The demon
groaned again, and she took the head in her mouth, sucking noisily and running
her tongue around the tip and into the slit. One hand went to the weighty
testicles dangling below and began to caress. The blade fell away from her neck
completely. Through half-lidded eyes, she watched the arm with the blade.
�If I feel teeth, you die instantly,�
growled the demon, making a fist in her hair with the unarmed hand. Laina
ignored the painful tug, telling herself that if she did this right this once,
she�d never have to do it again. She kept busy with her hands and mouth, never
resting.
The demon spoke suddenly, making her jump,
until she realized he was speaking to Jerlis. �Do you wish to join, elf? Be
patient, and maybe I�ll have your ass after I finish with her,� it hissed. The
elf was silent. �Then get an eyeful, filth. Or has she been practicing on you,
alone here in your guest room?� The demon�s tone was mocking. �No? Perhaps you
should consider it. She�s truly talented � augh!� the demon interrupted itself
with another groan as Laina pressed a finger against his perineum, where she
knew there was a pleasurable spot. She felt her face heating at the demon�s
words, but ignored them and continued.
Finally the demon attached his sword to his
belt, freeing up the hand to join its partner wrapped around the back of
Laina�s head. Inwardly, she felt triumphant. She�d noticed the tendency men had
of putting their hands on the heads of the women who were blowing them, and had
hoped to use it to her advantage.
The demon pressed her face closer, pushing
its dick deeper into her mouth and throat. She gagged a little, and suppressed
the reflex, allowing the demon to fuck her face. Judging by the moans and
groans, it had to be close. She went to work on its balls with both hands,
rubbing and pressing the spot underneath them with one hand while caressing its
sac with the other.
Finally, she felt the twitches that
signaled it was about to come. Quickly, she tapped the floor behind her with
her feet � the signal.
She hear Jerlis muttering something, heard
the demon grump out an incomprehensible statement, then it started to spurt in
her mouth, gasping. Jerlis�s slowing spell hit the demon full in the throes of
orgasm, and Laina bit hard, trying not to choke, and reached for the sword. She
got to it before the demon, and she spat out the cock and rolled backwards out
of reach of the grasping claws, springing to her feet.
The stunned, slowed demon shrieked a curse
in demonic, sounding distorted through the slow spell, and reached for Laina.
Anticipating this move, she grabbed the grasping arm with her left hand,
pulling him forward, using its own momentum and strength against it. As it
stumbled towards her, she lashed towards its neck with the sword, using its own
weight as a weapon. She danced aside as it came past, and whirled around,
bringing the sword to bear for another attack.
Still slowed, the demon stumbled a few
steps, recovered, and turned to face her. Laina was already moving, slashing
down across its back with a powerful two-handed attack. I could give my left
tit for a thrusting weapon right about now, she thought. The demon swung at
her with a clawed hand � even unarmed it could still do damage, she remembered.
She parried with her weapon and ducked.
Jerlis had not been idle during this, she
noted, as the demon was once more slowed, this time by an icebolt. She heard
the wrathguard�s snarl of rage, and while it lunged at her, she rose, slicing
upwards from crotch to neck, well inside its guard. The blade was sharp, and it
did its job, but Laina did not escape unharmed. While she made her attack, her
frigid enemy managed to rake its claws down her back. Ignoring the sudden pain,
she dropped and rolled backwards again, taking note of what she�d managed to do
to the demon so far. Light, but these were hardy creatures! The wounds she�d
given it would have killed any mortal.
Nothing for it but more attacks, then.
Laina parried the claws again, cutting into the demon�s hands with the blade.
She backed up, and when the demon lunged at her, she rushed it once more,
batting aside its claws. Jerlis hit it with another icebolt. Once more inside
its guard and heedless of the potential for damage to herself, she scaled the
demon, counting on the ice to slow it enough for her to finish it off. Grabbing
its shoulder with her free hand, she lashed with her blade deep across its
throat. Gurgling, it clawed at her, and she let go, allowing herself to fall to
the ground. She rolled slightly to the side as it stumbled, clutching at its
neck.
Jerlis was standing on the bench she was
rolled up against. He offered her a hand, and she took it, hearing him grunt in
exertion as he helped her to her feet. The demon was falling forward, but she
couldn�t take the chance that it was finished just yet. She lifted a bare foot
and pressed down on its backside, pushing it down. Using gravity and her
momentum, she angled the blade and forced the tip through the ribs in its back.
Though it was twitching on the ground, the demon did not rise again.
Adrenaline still surging through her, she
released the sword, now firmly embedded in the wrathguard. She stood back,
panting. �How bad did it get me?� she asked between breaths.
�Superficial, I think. I wish I�d saved
some bandages.� Jerlis said. He moved beside her, kneeling at the dying demon.
Laina was about to ask what he was up to when he stood up, holding a strange
device triumphantly.
�What�s that?� she asked.
�Door.� Was all he said. Turning towards her,
he beckoned. �Come on, I don�t think we have much time.�
He didn�t have to say that twice.
Once in the hallway, Jerlis fiddled with
the device, and the door suddenly vanished. Laina was grateful that she was not
standing in it, she didn�t want to know what the consequences would have been.
�Which way?� she asked.
�I don�t know, give me a moment,� said
Jerlis, then, �This way.�
�But that leads to the torture room,� Laina
began.
�I sense magic, a lot of it, none of it�
uh, moving.� Jerlis said.
Laina took a few steps forward to follow
the mage, who suddenly whirled around, pressing her against the wall. She could
feel something warm and firm pushing against her hip.
�Wha�,� began Laina, but Jerlis hurriedly
shushed her.
�We�re invisible. Don�t move or make a
sound.� He whispered tensely in her ear. She froze, and heard the clop of
hooves from down the hall ahead of them. Nervously, she ignored the elf�s
hard-on and watched as a terrorguard passed them, not noticing them. It was a
full half a minute before she felt like she could breathe again.
�Ok,� muttered Jerlis, letting her go.
�Um�� she said, gesturing to his tented
loincloth. Even in the dim green light, she could see his sudden blush.
�I beg your pardon Laina. It was
quite a show.� He said.
�Let�s get going!� she hissed. He nodded,
and took her by the hand. Quickly, they crossed the hallway. She scanned the
hallway nervously, allowing herself to be led, alert for any signs of demons.
They walked a short distance, and he suddenly stopped.
�Here.� He said. Placing her back against
the wall, Laina used the cool stone to numb her wounds, which were beginning to
ache, and kept a lookout. Jerlis fiddled with the device once more. �Aha,� he
said, and the wall in front of him disappeared. He gasped, then pulled her into
the room, the door vanishing behind them. Laina too gasped, as she saw what he
had seen.
Jerlis conjured a light, illuminating the
room. It was full of treasure. Two enormous piles occupied most of the large
room; one of weapons, the other of armor. The room was lit with multicoloured
glows. There were piles of clothing, reagents, bags, just about everything an
adventurer could ever want or need. On a shelf along one wall were potions of
all sorts.
�Ugh�� moaned Jerlis, collapsing suddenly.
He was convulsing on the floor.
�Jerlis!� she exclaimed.
�I need� magic�� he croaked. She looked
around quickly, and spied among the potions a familiar blue bottle. She�d never
had to use one, but she�d seen them before. Hurriedly, she grabbed it and
pulled the stopper, handing it to the elf. Sensing more than seeing it, Jerlis
put the bottle to his lips and drank. The convulsions stopped, and he lay on
the floor gasping for a few more seconds.
�Thanks. Ironic to have that happen right
upon entering a room full of magic.� He sat up.
Laina searched the shelf of potions,
finding another familiar one. She uncorked it and downed it quickly, feeling
the fiery pain in her back subside. Ah, healing potions, miraculous things.
�I don�t know if it�s irony or luck.� She
replied. Jerlis was getting up and looking around.
�I suspect we�ll have a little while at
least before they discover the dead wrathguard and come looking for us, and
they�re probably not going to look here first. Any sane being would have gone
the other way, and they would have to assume we didn�t know this was here.�
They were alone in a room full of treasure,
and safe, for the moment.
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