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Goblin Debts	By : errihuseamonster Category: +S through Z > World of Warcraft Views: 6087 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 8
Some time later, Kian opened her eyes to
find dappled sunlight streaming through the jungle onto her face. Rubbing her
eyes, she tried to figure out where she was and how she got there. Then she
remembered the events of the night before � leaving Gruben�s place with
Duchene, and the long ride through the jungle. She sat up. The priest was
sitting nearby, golden eyes unblinkingly focused on what looked like a string
of beads. They clicked quietly between his long fingers.
The clicking stopped, and the priest turned
his head to regard her. He must have heard her stir.
�Did you get enough sleep?� he asked,
rising to sit beside her.
�I did, master.� she said. Duchene
stiffened at her use of the appellation. She froze, cognizant once more that he
held the controls to the device around her neck.
�Kian, don�t call me that. Call me
Duchene.� he said. He sounded pained.
�But G-Gruben� He said��
Duchene sighed. �I bought out your
indenture, in a manner of speaking, yes.�
�That means you own me.� Kian insisted.
�Only if you still owed money.�
Her eyes widened. �What was that?�
�Do you have any idea how much Gruben was
charging for you?� the priest asked. Kian shook her head. �I got hold of his
ledger � no, you don�t need to know how,� he smiled, �Gruben hasn�t exactly
been playing a legitimate game here. You paid off your debt to him sometime
during your second month. Somehow, that fact seems to have slipped his mind.�
Kian felt fury burn like a column of fire in her core at those words.
�You mean to say I�ve spent the last four
months on my back when I was supposed to be free?� she hissed.
Duchene nodded. �What�s more, he
deliberately entrapped you in order to force you to prostitute for him. I don�t
think he would have ever freed you. I had to blackmail him to get you out of
there.�
Kian couldn�t move, she was so furious. �We
need to go back. I need to kill him.� she said.
He sighed again. �I don�t think that�s a
good idea, Kian.� When she glared at him, he continued. �According to goblin law,
nothing he did involving your indenture was illegal. Even the fact that you�d
worked off your initial debt long ago isn�t really something you could use � he
could always claim the excess was part of your upkeep. There are provisions in
the contract you signed for that.� She shifted angrily. He went on. �You kill
him, and you�ll get blacklisted by the Steamwheedle Cartel. It�s not wise to
have the enmity of any of the trade princes. Leave it be, Kian. You�re free
now. If he comes after you again, then that�s a different story. Then I�ll help
you take him down. But for now,� he shook his head, �live and let live.�
�Easy for you to say,� she snapped, �You
didn�t have half of Azeroth stuffing cocks in all your orifices. You didn�t
have crazy rogues slicing you up for fun, or ogres splitting you apart and
laughing because they think it�s funny when they can make you bleed while they
fuck you. You didn�t have to clean toilets, scrub floors, cook smelly goblin
food, you didn�t have to endure pain and humiliation for his pleasure. You
didn�t get zapped by that collar on his whims. I did.� She sniffled
suddenly, trying to stifle the tears of anger and humiliation. Gods, dragons
don�t cry! What the hell was wrong with her? �I did!� she screamed. Then
she choked back a sob.
Silk-clad arms wrapped around her. �Kian,
I�m so sorry,� she heard him say. Those soft words were all it took to open the
floodgates. She hugged her knees to her body and bawled, unheeding of the
fingers stroking her hair and the soft touch of the man sitting beside her.
�I�m sorry,� he said again, softly. �When I
first came to you I didn�t realize you were indentured. I� feel complicit in
the abuse you suffered. If I could change the past I would, please know that.�
He said urgently, trying to pull her out of her tight curl. She looked up at
him, and was surprised to see genuine pain on his face. She realized he really
did blame himself in part for what she went through.
With a sniffle, she accepted his embrace.
Strong, bony hands held her tight against his chest. She wrapped her tail
around his bottom and leaned into him. �I like you Duchene. You cared about
what I felt. You�re the only one� the only one,� she repeated
forcefully, �who ever gave a shit whether I lived or died. The rest just used
me.�
�I know,� he said, �That�s why I had to get
you out of there when I found out the truth. I�m not proud of myself. I�m
hardly a paragon of piety � I will admit that I�ve visited many, uh, whores�,�
he paused, apparently thinking of something to say. She interrupted.
�You don�t need to mince words, it�s what I
was, whether it�s what I wanted to be or not.� she said. He continued, rubbing
her arms and shoulders in a comforting way.
�Well, yeah. Not many women will willingly
be with one of the forsaken, let alone a forsaken with a problem. My little
problem with shadows has terrified more women than I want to think about.
Whores were the only ones who would take me.� She heard him sigh. �I�ve fallen
pretty far as a priest; so far it�s a continual surprise that the Light still
comes to my call. I was so ecstatic when I found you. I blackmailed Gruben to
get you free, something that I really don�t like thinking about, but I could
stand that more than I could stand the thought of you being subjected to more
and more abuse by that depraved freak of a goblin. I hate slavery. It�s a vile
institution. I will not willingly be a party to any variety of it.�
She wiped the last of her tears away and
leaned into him. �Duchene, thank you for freeing me. Thank you for caring. It
means a lot to me. If you hadn�t come along, he�d probably have kept me there
forever.� The last word came out breathlessly, as Kian realized this might have
truly been the case. All along, the thought that she would eventually pay her
debts or escape had kept her going. She shivered as she considered the
alternative.
�Kian, I couldn�t do anything else.�
She turned in his arms to face him and slid
her own arms around him. Then she pressed her lips to his and kissed him.
The kiss seemed to catch him by surprise.
He didn�t react until Kian slipped her tongue past his lips, and then he seemed
to come to his senses. His tongue met hers and he returned the kiss ardently.
Kian was a little surprised to discover the electric longing that coursed through
her at his touch.
Could a netherdrake love a mortal? She
thought her brothers and sisters on the crystalline ledge of her whelphood
would scoff at the notion. She wasn�t so sure, though she wasn�t sure she
really knew what love was. But she felt a sense of loyalty and attachment to
Duchene, and undeniably, inexplicably, she felt desire.
They continued to kiss, and Kian shifted
her body so that she was not twisting her torso but facing him. She pulled
herself in his lap and pressed her chest against his, holding him tight.
�Mmmpff!� he said in her mouth. She let his
lips go. �What are you doing?� he asked.
�What do you think I�m doing?� she smirked,
and kissed him again. She wrapped her knees around him and squeezed, grinding
her crotch against his. Even through the layers of linen and silk she could
feel him responding.
He tore free from her kiss once more. �You
don�t have to do this. You�re free now.� He said.
�I know. I don�t have to do this. I choose
to.� She smiled as his eyes widened at her words. She was free now. That meant
she could do what she wanted. And right now, what she wanted was Duchene. She
gave the astonished priest a feral grin as she parted the front of his robes,
reaching inside to caress his naked skin. She leaned in and nibbled on his ear.
�Don�t tell me you don�t want this. I can feel you through your pants.� she
whispered teasingly. She heard him inhale raggedly at her words. His hands slid
under her dress to where she was still not wearing underwear and
caressed her. One hand squeezed her right breast while the other slid to her
moist cleft.
She levered herself up with her knees
almost instinctively, allowing him better access to her hot sex. He took
advantage of the motion by pulling her dress up with one swift, smooth motion
of his breast hand. She allowed him to pull it over her head and toss it aside.
He put the free hand around her back and pulled her chest towards his face. His
mouth fastened on her breast.
�Ahhhmmm� she moaned, closing her eyes and
enjoying the darts of pleasure that seemed to streak directly from her nipples
straight to her sex with every stroke of his tongue. Mortals were on to
something wonderful with this breast thing!
Kian managed to slip his robe off his
shoulders and endured the absence of his delightful skilled hands long enough
to remove them from his sleeves. His skin was soft and cool beneath her
fingers, and she caressed his back as he leaned towards her to attend to her
chest.
His trousers were confounding her as she
attempted to get her hands down to where his manhood was tenting the black silk
while still keeping his mouth and hands where they were on her body. Duchene�s
fingers left their work on her clit and swiftly undid the fastenings. She
helped him pull his trousers down, freeing his dick to point straight up at
her. With a low sound of longing, she lowered herself, impaling herself on him.
She heard him gasp as her hot, wet pussy engulfed his manhood. He twitched
inside her. She ground against him, disregarding the bony hardness of his
protruding hips as she did so. It felt so good to have him inside her, filling
her up.
She moaned his name and clung to him as he
kissed her neck. Every nerve in her body felt lit up with pure pleasure.
Eagerly, she caressed him back, rocking her body with his and closing her eyes
in pure sensual delight. He was touching her all over, feeling as though he had
five hands instead of the usual two. She could feel how wet she was, could
smell the musky scent of their arousal. They squished together wetly as she
ground herself against him.
His lips and tongue went back to
worshipping her breasts and she cried out with every stroke, feeling her
insides tighten around him as each lance of pleasure struck her. She bounced in
his lap, tail slapping against his legs as she brought her hips down to meet
his. He suckled harder, hands on her buttocks, squeezing her ass, guiding her
thrusts.
She met his gaze, and it was all the more
erotic to see his golden eyes half-lidded in pleasure as they fucked in the
bright, warm glade. She could see the lust burning there, a purple-black-green
shadow flickering in the golden depths like the centre of a candle flame. He
lifted his mouth from her breast and she kissed him hard, hands cupping his
face. He sucked on her lower lip and electric jolts of pleasure shot through
her. Duchene grunted, pushing her onto him harder as he tried to thrust into
her tightening depths. The shadows began to gather around them. She clung to
him, fingernails digging into his back.
�Oh gods, Kian, you�re going to make
me�uhnn!� Darkness enfolded them both with amazing suddenness, and she howled
as the delicious touch of the shadow caressed her while her lover filled her
hot cunt with thick ropes of his cum.
�Oh yes!� she cried as she came, arching
her body backwards and driving her hips against his. His power rippled through
her, feeling electric and sensitizing her skin even further. Every point where
their bodies touched tingled.
The dappled light slowly flooded back into
the clearing. They took a few moments to recover, even he was breathing hard.
Her eyes met his and she smiled � he still seemed slightly dumbstruck by the
fact that she had chosen this, even though free. Then Duchene smiled back.
�Kian, you are lovely. Thank you for this.�
�I, uh�� Kian blushed. �I like doing this
with you.� They disengaged and got to their feet.
�We should get going. I want to get to
Grom�gol as fast as we can.� Duchene said.
�Why Grom�gol?� she asked as they cleaned
up.
�I need to get as far away from Gruben as I
can � I don�t think he�s going to forgive and forget where I�m involved. And I
suspect this is even more so for you. The zeppelin is the fastest way to travel
across continents. We can go to Orgrimmar, or Undercity, hell, we could go to
Northrend if we wanted to. As long as I have those papers showing you�re
indebted to me, no one is going to give us trouble in Horde territory.�
She considered this. It made sense, as long
as she was stuck as a draenei� she stopped what she was doing and looked at
Duchene. �I don�t suppose you could remove the collar at least?� she asked.
�Ah, sorry, I kind of forgot�of course I
will.� He said quickly, looking chagrined as he produced the remote. He studied
it for a moment, then pressed some buttons. The collar fell away from her neck
with a soft click. She had just enough time to blink before her magic came
back.
When a limb is cut off from circulation for
a period of time, only to have that circulation suddenly returned, there is
pain. Unlike a limb, six months was not enough to �kill� magic, but it was more
than enough to hurt like a sonofabitch. When it came rushing back into her,
Kian started screaming as pathways through her mind, soul and body that had
been empty for six months were suddenly filled with the torrent of magic
inherent to all dragons.
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