A Pretty Elf in Qeynos, Part Eight-B - Sex Stories

A Pretty Elf in Qeynos, Part Eight-B

... to redeem himself.

Bauer had never thought Thorsona would find out about his dalliance with Amber Vishra. It wasn’t his fault; Amber had been begging him for it ever since that party last week and he had finally given in to the temptation. He had tried to tell Thorsona that it did not mean anything; all the other guards in his troop were screwing her too but that had only made Thorsona angrier.

Bauer had hoped he could beg forgiveness with an expensive gift and there would be some good makeup sex tonight. Instead Thorsona had made him follow her down to the cells to deal with this little asshole.

He was not just annoyed that this fool Wood Elf had made a pass at his bitch; he was especially annoyed that that had put her in no mood for any loving tonight. No one cut in on his sex life by upsetting his lady and this Wood Elf was going to get one nice beating for ruining his night. He approached Falco angrily.

All Falco had time think was “Oh, no!” He instinctively stood up from his cot in an obsequious effort to show respect.

Bauer was having none of that respect. He towered over Falco. “You said all those disrespectful things to my girlfriend, you little prick? No wonder you have to visit brothels, you worm!”

With that he punched Falco hard, right in the stomach. Falco staggered back.

Thorsona’s eyes widened excitedly. “...No, punch him in the face, Honey. Give him a fat lip, Baby! Show me you love me. Give him a fat lip!”

Falco took a punch right in ...

... the kisser from Bauer’s huge fist. Blood filled his mouth.

Thorsona was clearly happy to see the punch land and panted excitedly “yeah Baby! You

do

love me!”

Her hand moved down to her crotch. “Make sure you give him a black eye” she implored Bauer and she rubbed herself through her clothes as she watched him wind up and pop Falco right in the eye. “Oooh!” she murmured and shivered, falling back against the cell bars still pleasuring herself. Thorsona did not even bother with the Gnome in the cell. She gave her full attention to her man beating up Falco. She pushed her hand down inside her leggings and started seriously diddling as she watched her man be a man for her.

Falco had to take it. He knew defending himself would do nothing but earn further punches. He ruefully thought how this morning he had accepted a job that would earn him a quick, easy three gold. Now the three gold did not seem worth what he was going through.

Another blow landed on his jaw. There was nothing like an angry boyfriend, he reflected as he tried to remain standing. Just please let the beating stop before he breaks some bones, he prayed.

He took a blow to the solar plexus and fell painfully, struggling for air. He was dimly aware he was on the ground and someone was kicking his ribs. A disembodied voice told him “This is for thinking my girlfriend was a cheap slut, Asshole!”

Falco rolled over in pain. Bauer paused to catch his breath.

“What are you stopping for, Baby? He ...