Legends of Belariath
Sabina
K2 Kidnaps Sabina Part 2
Sabina whimpered into the mouthful of Kaytoo's thong, panting through her nose as the horse trotted along. They had been riding for at least an hour now. Kaytoo's strong arm wrapped around her narrow waist, pulling sabina back against her strong Amazonian body. She leaned in close, her strong gloved hand drifting up to cup and tug at sabina's pierced nipple, savoring the soft muffled whimpers of pain. sabina writhed helplessly, her nipple aching from the sharp twisting tugs.
"Oh little slut, you are such a prize. They will welcome me back with open arms, and I get you as well." Kaytoo was nearly purring, caressing her captives body. sabina arched and moaned into the makeshift gag, her mind racing. They? Who were they, what they did Kaytoo mean? What did she mean by, I get you as well? Finally they slowed, sabina whimpered softly, she felt shade, they were riding under some trees.
sabina mewed softly, curiously, it had been a long time since she was this far from the Inn. Where were they? Kaytoo slid from the back of the now sweating horse, they had ridden hard to put some distance between them and the Inn. Finally they had reached a place she had prepared for this day.
sabina whimpered, but remained still, blinded with her arms bound, dismounting the horse was not an option. Slowly, without thinking, she began to grind her soaked little pussy against the horses back, shuddering helpless as she mewed in frustration. Kaytoo smirked, watching the little slave writhe in frustration. She turned without a word and padded under the huge oak tree.
Kneeling her gloved hands gripped the edge of a large rock, just between to of the huge trees roots. Setting one booted foot against the tree, her muscled arms and shoulders tensed, sweat glistening on her skin. Teeth clenched, slowly, the rock began to move as she pulled, another quick yank. The stone lifted, she pulled it back and let it hit the ground, panting from the intense exertion. Underneath was a smooth hole, dug and smoothed out the perfect hiding place. It was very deep, and went well under the tree.
Standing she dropped down inside, the daylight didn't illuminate much, but it was enough. She had made this place years ago, when she had first fled from her tribe. It had been both home and hiding place over the years. Hiding special treasures, and even herself at times. Padding to a large trunk to the left she found the things she needed. Inside, gleaming black leather, worked and polished to an unnatural shine. Ceremonial garb and paints, and some supplies for the ride. And at the bottom, the most important thing of all, a small pouch. Gathering the things into a large sack she stood, easily tossing the sack out. Hands braced on the edges, Kaytoo levered herself out as well, and quickly fit the stone back into place.
Working with practiced care, she replaced the disturbed moss around the stone, and covered her tracks from the stone to the horse. Nodding, satisfied that even an expert tracker would not find this place she slipped easily back onto the horse. "I have some surprises for you slave." She whispered into sabina's ear.
sabina mewed softly and trembled, she had heard alot while Kaytoo was gone. Her kitten ears, perked, this way and that, hearing the movement of the stone, odd echoed sounds like footsteps in a cave or room. she whimpered in utter confusion as Kaytoo swept the sack up into one hand and galloped away.
They rode for awhile longer, and finally the horse cantered to a stop. The sounds under the hover were sharper, like they were riding on very hard packed dirt, or rock. sabina's heart clenched inside her chest as she realized where they must be. Kaytoo had taken her out past the forest to the rock valleys to the east. sabina whimpered struggling a little, her mind picturing the map she once saw. Beyond this maze of gullies was a wide grass plain, and across that was where Kaytoo came from, the barbarian lands.
sabina squirmed and whimpered struggling more fiercely now. Kaytoo chuckled and grabbed the silver chain running from sabina's left ear tip to her clit and YANKED. sabina screamed sharply in pain, but stopped struggling. "Good slave, suddenly occurred to you where we are headed hmm?"
sabina mewed softly and nodded, still trembling as Kaytoo pulled her closer, sadistically yanking on the chain and teasing sabina's aching stiff nipples. "Well that’s good, now you just imagine what that tribe of mean evil barbarians is going to do to your sweet little ass." Kaytoo's chuckle was pure sadism, savoring the soft muffled mewed whimper of sheer terror and excitement from the tiny girl.
They rounded a large bend and the horse walked slowly into the first canyon, the clip clop of the hooves echoed off the rock walls. There was someone they needed to see before progressing on to the village.
Slowly the rode onward, deeper into the canyons. Kaytoo had not been here in years, but her sense of direction was as keen as ever. And it was only a short time before she saw the lodge house of the one she sought. He was outside, stretching some hides over a series of poles. He was a big man, much older than Kaytoo, but still young enough. His beard was well trimmed, but his long hair spilled over his shoulders.
As the horse rounded the bend he called out without looking up. "You should be on foot, that horse can be heard for miles pretty." He turned his head and smiled, and suddenly Kaytoo felt like a young girl again. Jaorth had been a friend of her fathers, and as a girl she had always had a huge crush on him. In some ways she still did. "What brings you here?"
Kaytoo kicked the horse into a canter, and leapt off into Jaorth's arms hugging him tightly. "I am back in Jaorth, no more blood feud. I have my sacrifice for the tribe." She was smiling ear to ear as he set her down. "But I need some things, I need a spirit call and for the proper attire for my slave."
"That I can do, anything for you pretty, always." He smiled and stroked her hair, turning to examine sabina. sabina tensed, she could scent this man, the scent of leather and sweat were strong on him. she mewed loudly as he padded close. "You're horse is nearly done in pretty, you've been riding him to hard."
"I needed to get here fast, that’s why I need the call."
"You have the makings? If not it will take more time." He eyed sabina carefully, smiling. "This is will do nicely, if the tribe won't let you back, bring her here, I could use a good slave, or two." He added smirking at Kaytoo. She blushed and looked at the ground, he always had this way of getting to her.
Quickly she grabbed the sack off the back of the horse, and dug inside. Smiling she hefted a small pouch and tossed it to Jaorth. "All the makings we need, I just need your fire and voice."
Nodding he opened the pouch and took a careful sniff, wrinkling his nose. "Air and earth both, what do you need them for?"
"They need to hide my trail, and slow down any pursuit."
"Easy enough, get your horse fed and watered. There's a post there for your slave." He said, pointing to a solid oak post about ten feet away. A heavy iron ring bolted to one side near the top. "I'll get the fire ready."
Kaytoo lifted sabina down, playfully teasing her as the tiny slaves body slid down off the horse. She strokes sabina's tail base, and teased her tight little ass with a fingertip. "Soon little slut, no one will be able to find us. Tomorrow we will be on our way home."
sabina purred inspite of her fear, arching helplessly into the teasing and shaking softly. Kaytoo was driving her crazy with need. The intense sense of helplessness, knowing she was completely at Kaytoo's mercy, and the mercy of some big stranger and fear of the unknown raged inside her. Kaytoo led sabina to the post and locked the chain from her collar to the ring. There was enough slack for sabina to take maybe a step from the post, but not enough to even sit down.
As Kaytoo led her horse around back to the small barn, Jaorth was quickly drawing intricate designs in the dirt around the fire pit. By the time Kaytoo had returned, the fire was already burning.
Working fast, each of them pulled out a small blue stone, and brown stone from the bag, placing both in their mouths. Walking to opposite sides of the pit they began chanting in unison, hands outstretched. Joarth held the pouch in his right hand, their eyes locked on each others over the fire.
sabina listened, the words seemed like the howling of the wind to her, mixed with the deep rumblings of an earth quake. she tried to step away from the post, yanking against the chain, her knees trembled. sabina had never liked magic of any kind, and summoning even less, they were always dangerous.
Finally with a sharp rending cry it was over. The fire flared and then instantly died away. "Its done pretty, there will be no trail to follow." Jaorth smirked, seeing the sweat glistening on Kaytoo's curves, spirit calls were always difficult. "Now lets see about getting your little sacrifice ready."
Kaytoo unlocked the chain from the post and led sabina inside, as Jaorth got his tools ready. Measurements were quickly made, the arch of the foot, ankle to knee, the bottom of the foot. sabina whimpered and struggled, a little as the big mans roughs trong hands teased her. He chuckled and smacked his hand down on her pert little ass. sabina screamed in pain, she had felt paddles that hurt less than that hand.
When it was all over, Kaytoo cuddled the trembling little slave on a large pile of furs. The gag removed, she softly kissed sabina as the tiny girl trembled in her arms.
"I... I’m scared Ma'am." sabina whispered softly, shivering a little as Kaytoo teased her with soft skilled fingertips.
"you should be little one, I am taking you someplace very scary." sabina whimpered and opened her lips to plead, but Kaytoo silenced her with a lingering kiss. As the kiss melted away, and sabina struggled to get her breath back, Kaytoo whispered into her ear. "But not tonight, sleep. Tomorrow will be a much harder day."
Holding sabina close, Kaytoo drifted off, as sabina exhausted, cuddled in close and fell asleep.