Kindred Spirit Lodge Presents
Perils of killian
by twilight, Nessa, Ally, Ikarias, & Killian
March 19th~23rd, 2002
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(twi) --
It was a busy night at the Lodge, with wench's bustling about bringing drinks and food to hungry Warriors. twilight was taking a break from serving for a moment. she had set herself down in a secluded nook to watch the comings and goings of her sisters. One wench in particular had caught her eye this evening, the lovely killian.
twilight thought her sister sub looked especially hot this evening as she worked the tables. Something about a sweating wench really brought out the imp in twilight. she really liked the way killy's sweat soaked top clung to those ample breasts and the way her short, tight skirt showed off that perfect little ass when she walked.
she thought it was cute to see killy looking just a little frazzled as she struggled to keep up with the demands of the seemingly insatiable Warriors. It was almost comical to watch the tiny wench as she precariously balanced the large platters of food and drink while attempting to negotiate the crowded room.
Presently killian was carrying a large tray holding a steaming bowl of lamb stew, steak & kidney pie, and a frosty tankard of nut-brown ale. As the harried wench passed by her little alcove twilight found herself cheek to um, cheek with killy's cute little ass. killy's skirt had ridden up in her exertions, exposing a generous amount of soft, sweet flesh to twi's admiring eyes.
"oooh i know i shouldn't but i just can't help myself" twilight thought wickedly to herself as she reached out and gave a hard pinch to that lush bottom.
twilight was quite unprepared for the chain of events that this innocent little pinch would set off. she watched in horrified fascination as killian seemed to jump a foot in the air with her arms flailing and sending the tray she was carrying flying towards Lord Nessa.
"oh this is not good" she muttered as she watched the hot soup land in the Celtic Lord's lap and stream down Her legs. The scalding heat of the stew did make a nice counterpoint to the ice-cold ale that soaked Her shirt, pasting the thin fabric to those voluptuous, magnificent breasts. The chilled liquid brought Nessa's nipples instantly erect and like little hard dagger points they seemed about to tear through her soaking shirt.
All noise and activity in the crowded Lodge came to a thudding halt. You could hear a pin drop in the ensuing silence as Nessa wiped Kidney Pie out of her eyes and slowly stood up.
"Killian!" the outraged Warrior roared.
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(Lord Nessa) --
Yes, it was indeed a shock. Nessa was grateful that she was wearing leather britches on this day. The hot stew would cool before it could penetrate to scald her. The icy ale splashed and soaking into her silk shirt was another matter. It shocked her into a very unpleasant fit of temper. Kidney pie was never a favorite of the Irish Lord.
She did see it coming but it was too late to duck or move in any direction. After the initial scream at Killian, Nessa assessed that the wench was not entirely at fault. In fact, from the look on the face of sweet young Twilight, standing behind the stunned Killian, it was quite clear to her that the little waitress was more a victim than a perpetrator.
Still... the look of horror on both the sweet faces gave the Warrior reason to believe that she might legitimately have both of them over her lap and in her bed before this night was over. She decided to see how it might play out.
Killian could hardly speak. "I..... d...don't... I mean... Oh Gaia." She stammered incoherently for a minute or so while Twilight stood wide eyed and silent.
"Both of you get to my room and prepare a bath!" Nessa growled. She scooped more of the hated kidney pie from her shirt as it plopped down from her face. She shifted an eye over to Alison who seemed to be having a difficult time keeping a straight face. The Gentle Warrior did catch meaning from Nessa's glare and nodded her permission. Twilight would not be in her bed until much later.
"Now!" Nessa hissed. Both wenches turned in perfect unison and headed for the stairs. Killian looked like she might throttle Twilight before they got to the top. Nessa followed walking stiffly and shaking stew from her pantlegs as she went.
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(Ally & Ikarias) --
Alison managed to hold in Her laughter until Nessa was half way up the steps then could hold it no longer. Nessa was one of the few Alison trusted with twilight and Alison knew the Her pet would learn a lesson this night. Alison also knew twilight would have a debt to pay to her sister killian.
She spied ole dragon butt and slipped in beside her, "Seems I have some time to kill My old friend. You wouldn't have any ideas to keep Me entertained would ya?" Alison ran Her nails lightly along the back of Icky's neck, whispered a couple naughty thoughts in her ear and watched as a wicked smile spread across the half dragon's face.
"Lady Alison, you're encourageable! Besides, I would like to make sure you're back at peak um er performance after that nasty encounter with something sharp via Tantalus' minions. Most definitely in detail! (I KNOW you got it in de shoulder not de tail... silly woman... I'm STILL gonna check there!)
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(killian) --
killian grumbled, and stumbled up the stairs. Her mouth had gone dry at the prospect of Lord Nessa punishing her, but she was pissed to be caught so off guard. she shot twilight a look that made the timid girl tear up.
"Move it, you two. Or i may just take off my belt and whip you good right here on the stairs."
killian and twi began to run. Still, the Dark Butch was right on their heels all the way into the room.
Once inside, the subs ran to do the Lord's bidding. they rushed breathlessly towards the washroom.
"Wait! come here. NOW!"
Nessa didn't plan to wait until she was clean to get this punishment happening. She was not angry at killian, though she would enjoy giving her a good licking. twilight would get the brunt of her desire to punish.
"strip and bend your asses over the side of my bed. Do it now!"
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(twi) --
The two wench's made haste to obey the angry Lord. With trembling hands they quickly shed their clothes and took their position's on Nessa's bed.
twilight started to lay down on the bed but immediately jumped up when she felt Lord Nessa's presence behind her.
"please Nessa...i-i'm sorry...i didn't mean for this to happen...p-please don't punish us...it, it was just an accident..." the little wench pleaded, with tears streaming down her cheeks.
twilight stood there naked and quivering before the fuming Warrior-Bard, begging Her for mercy. The little wench had been punished by Nessa before and knew just how painful a spanking could be from the Wild Celt. The thought of that powerful hand whipping her tender little bottom filled her with both dread and anticipation. she couldn't stop shaking but she didn't know whether it was due to fear or lust.
"please i'm sorry my Lord...i-i...i'll make it up to you i promise" she whimpered as she sank down to her knees before the tall, powerful Warrior.
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(Lord Nessa) --
Nessa looked down at the kneeling wench. What a sweet little beauty she is! She had a second thought about punishing the girl. Those eyes were so big and sincere. Then she got a whiff of ale soaked silk. The damn kidney pie was still falling off in globs. All pity left her.
"You don't seem to get the idea little one. You will not be whining, crying begging or pleading your way out of this spanking tonight." Nessa pulled the naked sub to her feet by an arm. "Help me out of this filthy stinking shirt girl!" She waited while the crying wench pulled her shirt off her shoulders and down her arms. The Celt stood still till the shirt was off. She was near nausea at the offensive smell. She glanced over at Killian who continued to lay where she was told. The obedience pleased Lord Nessa.
The Warrior went to a chair by the fire and sat. She lifted one leg, holding a booted foot out in front of her. "Twilight, get me boots off. I have to get out of these slimy stewed stained britches." Her voice was not loud but it was commanding. Twilight hustled to please the lord but she knew in her frightened pounding heart that she would not please her enough to matter.
Twilight pulled at boots and tugged at those leather britches till the tall, muscled Warrior stood naked before her. As soon as she could wrest her gaze from Nessa's powerful body, she looked into intense gray eyes which held no indication of mercy. She heard her voice catch in a high squeal as Nessa grabbed her and sat, pulling the naughty wench across her naked thighs. She was hot already. She was soaked. Having had Nessa's attentions before, Twilight anticipated a hard, hot spanking. She knew the lord would not disappoint her.
Nessa held the pretty naked sub firmly down. "You will have it now little one. I am going to spank your round bottom till it is bright red and so swollen you won't be able to put your panties back over it!" She took in the whimpers of her little captive and savored the sensations bursting hot within her center. Nessa looked over at Killian. "And you listen to this Killian. Every thing you hear happening is going to happen to you.... and more." Then without further hesitation, Nessa slapped and slammed and pounded that adorable ass. She swore and yelled out further threat if the girl should ever piss her off again. She did not let up until it looked as if Twilight might lose all strength.
Twilight thought she might be losing her voice. She had been hollering so loudly for so long, even her sobs sounded hoarse. Lord Nessa still held her even though the spanking finally stopped. The little sub felt a large, rough hand rubbing her stinging bottom now. Gaia my ass is sore! Then she felt the finger slip down to her sex and rub into the wetness. She was beginning to ache there now. Suddenly she was pulled up and to her feet.
"You'll pick up my clothes now little one and you will take them out of here. You will clean them thoroughly and you will return them tomorrow." Nessa cocked an eyebrow. She stood with her hands on her hips.
Twilight was shocked. "But my lord..."
"No little bird. I'll not be offering ye release. This is a punishment not a reward." Nessa folded her arms in front of her. "Get dressed and pick up my clothes and be off with ye now. Your Lady is waiting. I think you'll get release from her... if she is of a mind. Judging from the sight of that pretty ass she will no doubt be of such a mind."
Twilight wasn't sure if she should be relieved or not. Lady Alison would definitely be wonderful to be with right about now. She decided to scoot before the Warrior changed her mind.
After the door closed behind Twilight. A very aroused Warrior walked over to the bed where Killian still lay draped over the side. Her voice was thick and low. "But you my Killian, you will not be going to anyone else this night."
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(Lord Nessa) --
Nessa stood looking down at the lovely body. How beautiful she was. She knew by the wetness glistening from between Killian's upper thighs, that listening to the sounds of Twilight's spanking excited the wench. The lord felt her own desire climbing as she looked at how the small of Killian's back sloped up to meet a perfectly round and deliciously spankable little ass.
The lord leaned down and stroked those mounds. She spoke softly. "I'll be spanking you now." She thought about how fast and frantic her other encounters with the lass had been. She wanted this to be different. "It is just the beginning of a long evening for us my naughty wench." She ended her caresses with a squeeze to one ass cheek and a strong command. "Stand up!"
Killian stood immediately. Because she knew her friend to be one to grab and take, it was unexpected and very exciting to be told what would be happening. From the shakiness she heard in Nessa's voice, she guessed the lord was excited too. She turned and faced the naked Warrior.
Killian saw Nessa completely naked only once. She stood on Klancy's courtly shoulders and looked through the hatch at the top of Nessa's chambers. The look she got was limited since she fell from those broad shoulders into a mass of wenches and missed details. That was when Nessa and Tris first came to them. The lord seemed a novelty then. Killian knew her better and certainly more intimately now.
Those thighs looked like they could be the force behind a kick that could kill a titan. Buttocks and hips were tight. The hair that covered the Warrior's sex was a mass of reddish blonde curls. Killian lifted her gaze to a pair of hard nipples jutting out from firm round breasts. "Ahem." At the sound of Warrior voice, Killian lifted her green eyes up and focused on gray peering out from the strong features of Nessa's face.
"Go stand by the chair lass." Nessa's voice was silky. She watched Killian's breasts jiggle as the wench turned to walk to the chair. Her desire shot up another notch. When Killian stood in place, Nessa came to her side, looked in her eyes and pulled her over her legs as she sat.
The spanking was hard. Nessa was not familiar with any way nor any desire to pat such a pretty ass lightly. She delighted in having her wench squirming, kicking and crying out sincere pleas for mercy. She spanked until she got just that. Killian was a fine lass and strong enough to take it hard. Nessa drew it out as long as she could.
Finally, the Celtic lord was approaching a place within herself where she knew she would have to take the lass and fuck her. She stopped. She wanted to wait a while. Ikarias talked to her about waiting, taking it to a more intense climax for the Warrior and the wench. She wanted to experience that and Killian was just the wench to do it with.
Nessa held the whimpering girl down. She ran her hand over the now hot bottom in a circular motion. "Shhh, alright lass. I want you to get up and prepare the bath. You will bathe me. You will be in the bath with me. Then when we are clean and dry. You will put yourself back over the bed for your whipping. You remember the belt don't ye lass?" Nessa heard the wench catch a breath at the question. The swelling in her sex increased.
Nessa watched in silence as the sobbing wench worked to Prepare the bath. That adorable ass was indeed red. She reveled in the thought of just how tender it would be after a half hour in the hot water. Killian was very good and very attentive to the lord. The bath refreshed Nessa but did nothing to quell her desire. She was indeed ready to continue the evening in the way that made her the happiest.
Killian was beside herself with the anxiety and the excitement at the anticipated whipping. She didn't know whether to hurry to get it over with or to be as slow as she could to put it off. When she finished drying the naked Celt she stood to face her. What she heard thrilled and unnerved her. "My belt is on the floor by the bed lass, fetch it for me now."
The heat in the Warrior was reaching a pinnacle. Killian's obedience and shivering anticipation drove the lord to heights of lust. She didn't want to wait any more. She wanted to whip that little ass. She wanted to hear the screaming cries and begging for mercy from the girl. She wanted to bend her over and invade her soft little asshole. Her wildness rose up in her. She swallowed hard at the dryness in her throat. She fought to remember that this was Killian. She loved that this was Killian. She would not breach the trust between them.
Killian brought the belt. She walked to the bed and laid over it as she was bid. She saw a change come over Nessa. It was that Warrior lust she knew before. Still she trusted the dark lord and though she knew it would be a blistering whipping, it would not be more than she could take.
Nessa would hold back the darkness but she could no longer be slow. She began to whip Killian. She gave that wench a blazing strapping.
Killian fairly tore the bedcovers from the bed. She scrambled over to the top of the bed and held to the post. She held to it for all she was worth. The whipping was indeed intense. She was still listening to the echoes of her screams well after the leather stopped falling.
Nessa threw the belt across the room. She grabbed Killian and pulled her down onto the bed where she fell on the weeping lass. She lay on top of her, holding her until her crying became sobbing. She kissed the sweet face and squeezed the delicious breasts. Nessa needed this lass. She began a slow humping against Killian's thigh. Her mound pushed hard and wet on the wench. Fingers found nether lips and pushed. Nessa drove hard into Killian with those long fingers. In and out she fucked as she rocked against that thigh now slick with her hot juices. Nessa heard a moaning from her friend. She felt Killian pushing up her sex to meet the fucking. When Killian came, Nessa came. Together they burst into a rhapsody of wild howling as the mutual orgasm rippled and crashed through them.
Nessa relaxed after a minute. She rolled off Killian and lay looking at the girl. She felt completely sated. She saw sweet love in Killian's eyes just before the wench leaned up over her and kissed her deeply on the mouth.
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The End -Perils of killian' – by twilight, Nessa, Ally, Ikarias, & Killian