Eternal
While you aren’t going to defy direct orders you figure you can at least lessen the gnoll attacks and keep the svelk out of your hair at the same time. Alison is certainly supportive of the idea.
You tell the svelk leaders what you want done and how you want it done. You get no dissension or even any grumbles. They either realize you mean business or they’re all silently conspiring against you to strike at a later time. Probably both, but for right now its enough that they just obey your orders.
The next few weeks are relatively calm ones. The svelk are doing a good job of keeping the gnolls so off balanced that they haven’t been attacking. The troops have enjoyed the respite from battle, though you’re a bit bored by the continued lack of it. Still, you’re getting a bit of enjoyment out the svelk having to do all the grunt work and follow your orders.
Eventually the svelk start losing some of their number and that’s when the complaints begin to start. Naturally they choose the one captain that is most likely to get under your skin…
“What?” you ask when Eldolith enters your tent.
“My comrades and I wish to discuss the terms of our current assignment.” Eldolith says.
“Terms? There are no terms. You are to continue harassing the gnolls. What don’t you understand? It’s a simple enough task even for you.”
Eldolith pauses. She wants to say something insulting. Something derogatory, but she can’t and she knows it.
“Are we really so loathsome to you?” she asks.
“Hah! Is this a trick question? I mean you are joking right?” you reply.
“No, I’m being quite serious. I mean I know what you’re doing, we all do. You’re sending us out to fight the gnolls day after day with barely any rest. You’re hoping that we’ll either all get killed off, or we’ll all just end up leaving.”
“You don’t miss a thing do you, guess that’s why you’re part of the higher born eh? Hey, you’re mercs, if you don’t like the job you can always quit right?”
“Right, and we already protested about our less than stellar position on the Felkan Front. If we leave this job under the same circumstances, well it isn’t very good for our mercenary reputation now is it? Even if there is it the truth that the Empire is just using us as cannon fodder because they ran out of orcs!”
“You’re breaking my heart and the hearts of everyone else that has great love for your kind, oh wait nobody likes your kind. Get out of my tent, I’ve got nothing more to say on this matter…” you say and wave your hand dismissively.
Eldolith is beginning to get angry. She can’t even form a sentence. Instead she looks behind her and goes back to the entryway of your tent and makes sure it’s closed. Then she turns around with a hostile stare.
“Seriously? You really think you have a chance? Alright then, make your move.” You remark expecting Eldolith to attack you.
Instead she takes off her sword sheath and begins unstrapping some of her armor.
“What the hell are you doing?”
“I’ll be doing you in a few moments. That is what you want isn’t it?” she says.
It takes you a moment to collect your thoughts before you can answer.
“While I won’t deny your beauty, if you think you can fuck your way out of this situation, you’re sorely mistaken.”
“No, I don’t. But we have to come to some sort of compromise.” Eldolith says and finishes removing most of her clothing. She gets on all fours and begins crawling towards you in a seductive motion. You might not want it to, but this situation is definitely arousing you. Its not really Eldolith physical attractiveness though, it’s the opportunity to see this svelk so humbled that she has no choice but to debase herself before you like a common whore.
“Okay…so what did you have in mind?” you ask as you look down on Eldolith who is now kneeling before you and starting to unbuckle your own belt.
“Oh perhaps maybe you could rotate the attacks on the gnolls? Like every few days perhaps your troops could launch raids on the gnolls instead? It isn’t like…(mmmm) you can’t spare a few. It would break up their monotony of not doing anything and we can get a chance to… (mmmm) rest.”
“Ahhh, alright alright, just shut up and keep doing what you’re doing.” You say and just let yourself enjoy being serviced and imagining that it’s really Mistress.
The next day you approach Alison about the new plan. While she isn’t opposed to the idea, since she thinks the troops shouldn’t get complacent anyway, she’s a little puzzled by your sudden change.
“I thought your plan was to force the svelk to leave or have them all slowly get killed off by the gnolls.”
“Eh, like you said. We probably shouldn’t let the troops get too complacent. Besides, the occasional foray into the gnoll occupied land isn’t really breaking orders.”
“Uh huh.” Alison says with a minor smirk.
“What?”
“Nothing.”
“No, you’ve got something to say, so say it.” You say with accusation.
“Sheesh, kind of defensive aren’t you? I don’t care if you’re sticking it to that svelk captain. I told you long ago when we started having our own intimate encounters that we didn’t have any hold on each other. So enjoy your little svelk piece of ass, I know you have…a preference for that.”
Alison’s remark makes you angry.
“It’s not even like that Alison! Its not about sex, its about her utter humiliation and…”
“Hold on there, I don’t need details! Look, I’m just going to tell you this. Whatever arrangement you have with her, just make sure you keep on top of it. Because I know you think you have everything under control, but in my eyes she’s just doing what women have been doing since the beginning of time.”
“And what’s that?”
“Manipulating a man with her pussy. And she’s a svelk on top of everything else, so that makes her fives times as tricky. I’d watch it if I were you.”
“Alison, I think I have more experience with svelk females than you do, unless you aren’t telling me something.”
“Ha ha, you wish. And keeping within that subject, do NOT even think about trying to orchestrate some sort of bizarre three way with us. I’m not into women and I’m definitely not into svelk.” Alison remarks.
“Wasn’t planning to.”
“Good, now I guess we better decide which platoon is going to go out there to raid the gnolls.”
The plan is set into motion and there are no major complaints from Empire soldiers, it would appear that some of them indeed were getting itchy for combat. The svelk mercs are also satisfied or at least not complaining as much.
As for you, you’ve been able to sate your desire for battle, by taking it out on Eldolith. You enjoy bedding her whenever you can and you are in no way gentle about it. You’re fairly abusive verbally and physically, but Eldolith just takes it in silence, or when you want her to, you make her beg or even thank you for the things you do to her.
And the whole time you’re still fantasizing that it’s Mistress. You even call Eldolith that sometimes. It gets to a point where you don’t even let Eldolith go out on missions, you basically make her your personal “pleasure girl.”
A month goes by and the siege on Yaquan is finally successful. A few Eyes managed to infiltrate and bring the walls down from within and from there, Roldan’s army did the rest. While you’re pleased to hear about a victory for the Empire, your own orders remain the same. You’re so busy enjoying degrading Eldolith that you’ve lost a little sight of what you were born to do. You don’t notice it, but Alison certainly does.
“Is this a good time to speak with you?” Alison asks looking cautiously into your tent.
“Sure. What’s up?” you say as you sharpen your sword.
“I just wanted to tell you that apparently we’ve been making so many successful raids on the gnolls that they’ve been pulling back. We could advance and take their territory if we wanted to. I wouldn’t be surprised if the surviving Felkans even welcomed us as liberators.”
“That would certainly be a change from how they usually welcome us, which is not at all.”
“Indeed. So…?” Alison asks as if you have something more to say.
“So what?”
“Well, I just thought that maybe you had heard something from the Emperor. A messenger from him perhaps. I mean the Yaquan siege was successful and there are no signs that we are needed to support General Roldan’s army anytime soon. I mean it’s starting to get a bit frustrating just sitting here not really advancing especially when we’re beginning to beat back the enemy.”
“Haven’t heard anything, so our orders to hold this position still stand. Sorry.” You say continuing to sharpen your sword.
Alison stares at you with dismay.
“Yeah.” Alison says and starts to leave, but you stop her.
“Is there a problem?”
“Just getting restless because I don’t feel like I’ve been actively doing anything lately. You know something YOU used to feel before you became so enamored with your svelk slave girl.”
“So…what? You want me to visit your tent sometime? Because I can do that, but you told me …”
Alison interrupts you with more exasperation.
“No, contrary to your belief, my world does not revolve around your dick. What I AM getting concerned about is my battalion. I had hoped this command would involve a lot more active combat and less waiting around. If I wanted to do that, I could’ve stayed in Rask. You used to feel the same way as I remember.”
“Alison, orders are orders, you should know that better than anyone. What do you want me to do? We’re supposed to stay put and that’s that. All I can tell you is make the best of the situation.”
“Like you have? Look I’m just saying, we’ve already bent orders by launching raids gnoll occupied land anyway. Surely we can do something similar now.”
Alison has a bit of a point.
You tell the svelk leaders what you want done and how you want it done. You get no dissension or even any grumbles. They either realize you mean business or they’re all silently conspiring against you to strike at a later time. Probably both, but for right now its enough that they just obey your orders.
The next few weeks are relatively calm ones. The svelk are doing a good job of keeping the gnolls so off balanced that they haven’t been attacking. The troops have enjoyed the respite from battle, though you’re a bit bored by the continued lack of it. Still, you’re getting a bit of enjoyment out the svelk having to do all the grunt work and follow your orders.
Eventually the svelk start losing some of their number and that’s when the complaints begin to start. Naturally they choose the one captain that is most likely to get under your skin…
“What?” you ask when Eldolith enters your tent.
“My comrades and I wish to discuss the terms of our current assignment.” Eldolith says.
“Terms? There are no terms. You are to continue harassing the gnolls. What don’t you understand? It’s a simple enough task even for you.”
Eldolith pauses. She wants to say something insulting. Something derogatory, but she can’t and she knows it.
“Are we really so loathsome to you?” she asks.
“Hah! Is this a trick question? I mean you are joking right?” you reply.
“No, I’m being quite serious. I mean I know what you’re doing, we all do. You’re sending us out to fight the gnolls day after day with barely any rest. You’re hoping that we’ll either all get killed off, or we’ll all just end up leaving.”
“You don’t miss a thing do you, guess that’s why you’re part of the higher born eh? Hey, you’re mercs, if you don’t like the job you can always quit right?”
“Right, and we already protested about our less than stellar position on the Felkan Front. If we leave this job under the same circumstances, well it isn’t very good for our mercenary reputation now is it? Even if there is it the truth that the Empire is just using us as cannon fodder because they ran out of orcs!”
“You’re breaking my heart and the hearts of everyone else that has great love for your kind, oh wait nobody likes your kind. Get out of my tent, I’ve got nothing more to say on this matter…” you say and wave your hand dismissively.
Eldolith is beginning to get angry. She can’t even form a sentence. Instead she looks behind her and goes back to the entryway of your tent and makes sure it’s closed. Then she turns around with a hostile stare.
“Seriously? You really think you have a chance? Alright then, make your move.” You remark expecting Eldolith to attack you.
Instead she takes off her sword sheath and begins unstrapping some of her armor.
“What the hell are you doing?”
“I’ll be doing you in a few moments. That is what you want isn’t it?” she says.
It takes you a moment to collect your thoughts before you can answer.
“While I won’t deny your beauty, if you think you can fuck your way out of this situation, you’re sorely mistaken.”
“No, I don’t. But we have to come to some sort of compromise.” Eldolith says and finishes removing most of her clothing. She gets on all fours and begins crawling towards you in a seductive motion. You might not want it to, but this situation is definitely arousing you. Its not really Eldolith physical attractiveness though, it’s the opportunity to see this svelk so humbled that she has no choice but to debase herself before you like a common whore.
“Okay…so what did you have in mind?” you ask as you look down on Eldolith who is now kneeling before you and starting to unbuckle your own belt.
“Oh perhaps maybe you could rotate the attacks on the gnolls? Like every few days perhaps your troops could launch raids on the gnolls instead? It isn’t like…(mmmm) you can’t spare a few. It would break up their monotony of not doing anything and we can get a chance to… (mmmm) rest.”
“Ahhh, alright alright, just shut up and keep doing what you’re doing.” You say and just let yourself enjoy being serviced and imagining that it’s really Mistress.
The next day you approach Alison about the new plan. While she isn’t opposed to the idea, since she thinks the troops shouldn’t get complacent anyway, she’s a little puzzled by your sudden change.
“I thought your plan was to force the svelk to leave or have them all slowly get killed off by the gnolls.”
“Eh, like you said. We probably shouldn’t let the troops get too complacent. Besides, the occasional foray into the gnoll occupied land isn’t really breaking orders.”
“Uh huh.” Alison says with a minor smirk.
“What?”
“Nothing.”
“No, you’ve got something to say, so say it.” You say with accusation.
“Sheesh, kind of defensive aren’t you? I don’t care if you’re sticking it to that svelk captain. I told you long ago when we started having our own intimate encounters that we didn’t have any hold on each other. So enjoy your little svelk piece of ass, I know you have…a preference for that.”
Alison’s remark makes you angry.
“It’s not even like that Alison! Its not about sex, its about her utter humiliation and…”
“Hold on there, I don’t need details! Look, I’m just going to tell you this. Whatever arrangement you have with her, just make sure you keep on top of it. Because I know you think you have everything under control, but in my eyes she’s just doing what women have been doing since the beginning of time.”
“And what’s that?”
“Manipulating a man with her pussy. And she’s a svelk on top of everything else, so that makes her fives times as tricky. I’d watch it if I were you.”
“Alison, I think I have more experience with svelk females than you do, unless you aren’t telling me something.”
“Ha ha, you wish. And keeping within that subject, do NOT even think about trying to orchestrate some sort of bizarre three way with us. I’m not into women and I’m definitely not into svelk.” Alison remarks.
“Wasn’t planning to.”
“Good, now I guess we better decide which platoon is going to go out there to raid the gnolls.”
The plan is set into motion and there are no major complaints from Empire soldiers, it would appear that some of them indeed were getting itchy for combat. The svelk mercs are also satisfied or at least not complaining as much.
As for you, you’ve been able to sate your desire for battle, by taking it out on Eldolith. You enjoy bedding her whenever you can and you are in no way gentle about it. You’re fairly abusive verbally and physically, but Eldolith just takes it in silence, or when you want her to, you make her beg or even thank you for the things you do to her.
And the whole time you’re still fantasizing that it’s Mistress. You even call Eldolith that sometimes. It gets to a point where you don’t even let Eldolith go out on missions, you basically make her your personal “pleasure girl.”
A month goes by and the siege on Yaquan is finally successful. A few Eyes managed to infiltrate and bring the walls down from within and from there, Roldan’s army did the rest. While you’re pleased to hear about a victory for the Empire, your own orders remain the same. You’re so busy enjoying degrading Eldolith that you’ve lost a little sight of what you were born to do. You don’t notice it, but Alison certainly does.
“Is this a good time to speak with you?” Alison asks looking cautiously into your tent.
“Sure. What’s up?” you say as you sharpen your sword.
“I just wanted to tell you that apparently we’ve been making so many successful raids on the gnolls that they’ve been pulling back. We could advance and take their territory if we wanted to. I wouldn’t be surprised if the surviving Felkans even welcomed us as liberators.”
“That would certainly be a change from how they usually welcome us, which is not at all.”
“Indeed. So…?” Alison asks as if you have something more to say.
“So what?”
“Well, I just thought that maybe you had heard something from the Emperor. A messenger from him perhaps. I mean the Yaquan siege was successful and there are no signs that we are needed to support General Roldan’s army anytime soon. I mean it’s starting to get a bit frustrating just sitting here not really advancing especially when we’re beginning to beat back the enemy.”
“Haven’t heard anything, so our orders to hold this position still stand. Sorry.” You say continuing to sharpen your sword.
Alison stares at you with dismay.
“Yeah.” Alison says and starts to leave, but you stop her.
“Is there a problem?”
“Just getting restless because I don’t feel like I’ve been actively doing anything lately. You know something YOU used to feel before you became so enamored with your svelk slave girl.”
“So…what? You want me to visit your tent sometime? Because I can do that, but you told me …”
Alison interrupts you with more exasperation.
“No, contrary to your belief, my world does not revolve around your dick. What I AM getting concerned about is my battalion. I had hoped this command would involve a lot more active combat and less waiting around. If I wanted to do that, I could’ve stayed in Rask. You used to feel the same way as I remember.”
“Alison, orders are orders, you should know that better than anyone. What do you want me to do? We’re supposed to stay put and that’s that. All I can tell you is make the best of the situation.”
“Like you have? Look I’m just saying, we’ve already bent orders by launching raids gnoll occupied land anyway. Surely we can do something similar now.”
Alison has a bit of a point.