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Forbidden Knowledge	By : Starbug Category: +A through F > Fable Views: 6993 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Astrid couldn't help but feel a little self-conscious as she stripped in front of Reaver; she hadn't been naked in front of a man since old Dr Tobias, the court physician that had overseen her birth, had retired. After that her parents had insisted on a female doctor to attend to hurt if she had gotten hurt or fallen ill.

Not that she had anything to be ashamed off; she had inherited her father's legacy as a Hero, but her mother's good looks. Before embarking on her quest, she had stood a little over five foot four and weighed in at maybe ninety pounds wringing wet with medium-length light brown hair. But since awakening the power within her blood, she had gained at least four inches in hight, at least twenty pounds of pure muscle, and her now blond hair ran down to between her shoulder-blades. Her long legs were well toned and recently shaved, with thirty-two inch hips leading all the way up to the closely cropped patch of mousy-brown hair at their apex, which complimented rather than dominating the pink lips of her womanhood. Her waist was a slender twenty three inches, and the muscle of her abdomen were well deified, a testament to the countless hours she had spent first practising with her sword, and then putting it to the test, which also accounted for her strong, athletic arms.

Her chest, which last time she had been fitted for a gown, had been a 34B, had gained at least a full cup-size, but remained firm, sitting high and proud on her chest, constrained by the tight athletic bra she wore below her shirt. The cold of the night had done their work on her nipples, and they strained against their cotton prison like the nibs of a quill, even as she pulled her shirt off and dropped it to the floor.

“Very nice indeed.” Reaver looked her over appreciatively, but maintained his distance and composure, “I'm afraid that the Harness requires direct contact with the skin, so you may keep the bra, but those panties will just have to go.”

Glaring at him, Astrid pulled her panties down over her hips and let them slide down her legs to the floor, standing before the well-known deviant in just her bra and Will-augmenting gauntlets. Nodding with almost clinical detachment, Reaver handed over the Harness and took a step back to watch as the Princess stepped into the subtle leather straps and pulled it all the way up. The cool, polished surface of the augment crystal pressed up against her clit as she secured it in place, but it felt surprisingly warm, almost pleasurable against her body.

“Well?” She looked at him blankly, “Now what?”

“Now you have to activate it by whatever means you Will users use.” Reaver shrugged, “Try and remember, my own abilities lay in the discipline of Skill.”

Astrid nodded; of the three separate disciplines that traditionally indicated an Heroic nature, the mysterious ability known as Will was the rarest and least understood. There were far more people who were far stronger or more a accurate than those who had the ability to manifest thought into the physical world. She had encountered a few on her travels, but most were untrained amateurs with only a basic understanding of their Avo-given talents. And none of them had been a woman, meaning that she was perhaps the only person in all of Albion who would be able to make the Harness work. Closing here eyes, Astrid tried to clear her mind, ignoring the fact that she was standing almost completely naked before a man. But there was something new niggling at the back of her mind like an itch she couldn't scratch. For some reason the harness felt familiar against her skin, as if she had worn it countless times before, and she could feel the augment crystal hum slightly, a not entirely unpleasant sensation.

“Oh my...” Reaver gasped, “That is quite something.”

Opening her eyes, Astrid looked down to find a large, semi-transparent, and above all slightly glowing golden phallus protruding from the front of the harness. What's more she could feel it as if it was part of her own body. While no expert on the subject, based upon the books she had read, it seemed to be larger than average for a man of similar build. It was at least ten inches long, as thick around as her wrist, with a large, swollen head at the end. A pair of large, egg-sized testicles hung heavily below it, and she could feel the touch of the leather of the Harness against them. Reaching out with one hesitant hand, she brushed her fingers along the underside.

A bolt of lightning travelled up from her crotch to her head, and she felt herself stagger slightly at the pure pleasure she felt.

“So that's why men are so preoccupied with these things.” She commented as she carefully took a strong but gentle grasp of her new appendage and slowly started to stroke it up and down.

The sensation was remarkable, unlike anything she had ever experienced before, and before she knew it her hand was moving faster and faster. Reaching up with her free hand, she cupped one of her bra-clad breasts and started to rub her nipple between thumb and forefinger, tweaking and twisting it as she threw her head back and moaned deeply. Between her ministrations of her breast, the humming of the augment crystal against her clit, and the sensation of rubbing her new prong, it wasn't long before Astrid felt her orgasm building up inside her, her own juices starting to flow freely from between her legs and her actions grew more hurried, almost frantic. Letting out an even deeper groan, she felt something rise up from within her, and thick ropes of golden liquid shot forth from the end of her glowing appendage, arcing through the air but fading away to nothing before they hit the floor.

Her legs gave way and she fell to the floor, breathing deeply as she came down from her orgasmic high, her body covered in a thin layer of perspiration, her upper things drenched in her copious juices.

“Now if you'll just hold that pose.” Reaver smiled as he pointed a small camera at the gasping princess and pushed the shutter switch, the bright flash blinding her for a moment.

When her sight returned, the camera was nowhere to be seen, and there was a contented smile on Reavers face. Enraged, Astrid reached for her sword, intending to extract both her revenge and the photograph.

“Ah ah ah!” Reaver shook his head, a small but none the less deadly looking pistol appearing in his hand as if by magic, “Just consider this my little insurance policy; should you succeed in your quest to overthrow your brother, you may well consider me your next target.”

“You know I'm not the only one who might want you, out of the way, so to speak.” The princess spoke slowly and clearly, keeping her voice as calm and level as she could, “What guarantee do I have that the photo won't get out if someone else gets to you?”

“None what so ever, so keeping me alive would be in your best interest.” Reaver chuckled, “You are very much your father's daughter, that is clear; and like I him I know that the best way to deal with you is to appeal to your sence of enlightened self interest.”

“I let anything happen to you and that photo comes out...”

“And people get to see their beloved ruler in a rather, compromising, position.” Reaver pointed to the glowing phallus that was still standing out proudly, “Although I must say, if you're able to keep that thing so invigorated, even at a time like this, then your young friend is in for a very interesting time indeed.”

Astrid blushed as she pulled off the harness, the augment crystal ceasing it's glow and the miraculous prong vanishing. Grabbing her cloths, she dressed as quickly as she could, aware of the eyes that watched her with a mixture of dark humour and wanton lust.

“I do hope you're happy with your new toy.” Reaver gestured towards the door with his gun, “If you would be so kind as to see yourself out; I have a book to update.”

Shooting him one last deathly glance, Astrid marched out of the room with as much composure as she could manage, stuffing her prize into a pouch hanging from her belt. She left by the front door, a lecherous servant with a rumpled uniform and miss-matching eyes holding it open for her and ogling her rear as she walked away. She was tempted to put a bullet thought his leg to teach him manners, but wanted nothing more than to get as far away from the house as quickly as she could. Walking along the shores of Bower Lake, deep in thought, she absent-mindedly gunned down a pair of bandits and eviscerate their leader with her sword, dealing with at least a little of her pent up frustration. The Mistpeak Mountains were a two day walk away, and looking round she could see their snow-capped peaks as a ragged line against the star-filled sky. It would take but a moment to get there by way of the Sanctuary, the map-table there depositing her right outside her Cabin where she knew Elise would be waiting for her.

Dear, sweet, irreplaceable Elise, who's love had set this all in motion. How could she possible face her and tell her of the events that had transpired that night? There was no way she could keep such a secret, but how would her love react? Astrid's intentions were to make sure that they could spend their lives together as they so fervently wished, but to those ends she had made a deal with a devil like Reaver and debased herself as he had not only watched, but taken a photograph. And she knew him well enough that he would hold it over her head for as long as he could. Even if she managed to overthrow her brother and take the crown, Reaver would always have a voice in court, a hand in the games of state.

No; far better to walk to Mistpeak, and hopefully find the right words somewhere along the way.
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