Sisterhood
(Inspired by http://www.sofurry.com/view/328183)
The hood and cloak bore down on her as Kaerlyn stumbled along the stone passage. The reek of the oilcloth that had been wrapped around her muzzle, pressing lightly against her nostrils to blind her sense of smell, filled her reality as did the utter darkness of the thick cloth blindfold that had been affixed over her eyes. The only thing she knew was the faint taste of dank moist air and the firm grasp of her two escorts as they guided her along the path. Coming here had been on a jeer from a heckler as she'd entered the town, a clever barb aimed at an ego inflated from recent successes in her adventures.
"Oy! Yer so inflated 'bout yourself, girly, but you ain't got the heart and spine to even approach harmless little priestesses up in the temple yonder, much less carry away anything of theirs!" He'd called, taking another deep draw from the bottle an exasperated serving wench had left so he'd stop irritating her with demands for more drink. "In and out, easy as ya please, but you don't got the heart or spine!"
The challenge had affronted her and she'd rashly sneered and said that she'd go right that minute and be back before the same time the following day with more trinkets and treasures than he'd ever seen. After all, wasn't she one of the best fighters and cutpurses in the lakelands? What could priestesses huddled in a temple possibly do about her making off with everything not tied down?
Plenty, as it turned out.
It had been as if they could sense her intentions before she ever got within sight of them because the moment she set foot in their temple, blades had been gently laid against her throat and belly and she resignedly let them strip her of her weapons and tricks--and every scrap of clothing, although they were careful, almost loving, about the clothes. Silently, a soft hood and cloak had been given her and a blindfold and oilcloth rag applied to blind her senses. Her shoulders had been gently gripped by her assailants and her journey into the depths had begun.
She felt her feet suddenly immersed in cool water and even the muffling effect of the hood couldn't shut out the rumbling sound of a waterfall. Her escorts shifted their grasp, lifting her arms to rest on their shoulders and then straightening to bear her through the air, presumably to avoid her stumbling over a hidden obstacle in the water and falling. With her hands resting on their shoulders, she could feel the soft caress of silk against her softer hand scales and the smooth coolness of dragonscale against her forearm. When her escorts lowered her down, she was on plush woven carpet laid over stone and the sound of waterfalls surrounded her on all sides. With a light but firm touch, she was urged onto her knees and the grip of the guards disappeared.
Kaerlyn remained kneeling, not daring to move or even try to speak, until she felt a soft, warm cheek sliding lightly against her own and a warm exhalation tickling her mane. "Have no fear," a smoky feminine voice murmured to her. "You may stand and remove the blindfold and rag if you wish."
The smokiness of the voice and the rubbing of a soft cheek against hers made Kaerlyn shiver lightly before she reached up and practically tore the offending cloths from her face. Immediately, the subtle scent of jasmine enveloped her and she found herself looking into a pair of bright ruby eyes as their owner leaned in again and rubbed her cheek against Kaerlyn's a second time.
"Mmm... sapphire." The other female all but purred as she reached down and gently grasped Kaerlyn's hands, lightly massaging the knuckles with a thumb. "Come on then... up you come."
The stranger stood, pulling Kaerlyn to her feet as she did but not before she realized that the stranger was golden-scaled and attractively shapely. With Kaerlyn on her feet, the gold smiled and stepped back, Kaerlyn's gaze sweep over the room. It was a vast artificial cavern, carefully carved to resemble the interior of a domed temple with waterfalls cascading into a lake that surrounded them on all sides. The island in the center was covered with a soft moss, which she'd mistaken for a woven carpet, and arrayed in a semicircle in front of her dressed in silver-trimmed violet robes was at least a dozen or more golden-scaled dragonesses with the same lovely ruby-colored eyes as the dragoness that had nuzzled her and pulled her to her feet, now backing into an open spot in the semicircle.
"Welcome to our sisterhood, stranger." The tallest, and most ornately-dressed, gold said to her. "The weapons and baubles were a delightful touch and we are deeply honored by the donation. But... you..." She bit her lip, looking uncomfortable. "...you're... silver-scaled."
"Brilliant observation," Kaerlyn retorted dryly. "And what 'donation'? You confiscated my weapons and gear with a blade against my throat!"
The retort visibly surprised the dragonesses, especially the one who'd greeted her at first. "You're... not a supplicant?"
Kaerlyn sighed. Technically, lying and fast-talking were an integral part of her profession and it was tempting to take full advantage of the priestess' confusion but there seemed no point. She had no intention of being a 'supplicant' and had no way to leave alive and with her gear; there didn't seem any point to lying. "No, I am a thief by profession."
This made them look even more confused and the designated speaker tilted her head with genuine curiosity. "A thief? But... don't thieves steal for their living?"
Kaerlyn eyed her skeptically. "You don't know what a thief is?"
The question brought a few giggles from the circle and the speaker gave her a bemused look. "Of course I do, but I was attempting to make a point: you have come to steal where there is nothing to steal."
Kaerlyn sighed. "I should have known that tavern drunk was taunting me into making myself look like a fool."
"And a fool is precisely how you look, m'dear." The speaker smiled. "Although this raises a certain dilemma: you clearly came to do us harm and you were prepared to use violence; otherwise, you wouldn't have come with weapons. Yet you have actually done no harm and have, instead, generously donated your possessions to us and given us a moment of genuine amusement. What shall we do with you, I wonder?"
"I doubt it matters. Whether I'm dead or simply sent away, I have nothing left if you intend to take my possessions and send me away naked." Kaerlyn replied.
"There is... another option." The comment came from the visibly youngest dragoness, the one who had given Kaerlyn permission to remove her blindfold.
"She is silver-scaled." Another pointed out.
"She is female and metal-scaled," the dragoness disagreed. "Moreover, she is unmarked and unspoiled."
"But Maarm, she is a thief and would have spilled blood if the need arose."
"Precisely." Maarm smiled broadly. "Sisters, none of us have traveled extensively abroad. We are learned, but know nothing of the world outside this sanctum. One thief has already come seeking our imagined riches, and she has proven to be reasonable and polite, but she is exceptional for these traits. I have long said that we need sisters from the world outside to remain outside, aiding us, guiding us, and completing certain tasks that will make us safer and increase our peace. Why not this beauty? Why wait and hope for a better opportunity when one has literally wandered into our power and admits that she has nothing to lose?"
"Hey, hang on a moment," Kaerlyn protested. "I'm not joining some cult in the middle of nowhere just to save my life."
This brought general laughter from the semicircle. "Dear girl, who do you think we are?" The speaker asked, grinning broadly.
"Uh..." Kaerlyn suddenly felt sheepish. "...priestesses?"
The dragoness smiled. "Scholars, my dear. Followers of the Radiant Life school of philosophy."
"Oh." Kaerlyn looked between them. "Since when are scholars quick and fast enough to get the drop on an experienced thief?"
"Since part of their scholarly studies includes exhaustive self-training in certain forms of armed and unarmed combat arts." Maarm informed her with a giggle. "So, what do you think? Stay awhile and read a few books?"
"That is not yours to offer, Maarm." The apparent leader of the scholars chided. "At the same time..." She looked thoughtfully towards Kaerlyn. "...you have been advocating for this and you speak wisely. Thus, you will induct this thief into our sisterhood if she consents."
Maarm seemed taken aback. "You... would grant me that?"
"Yes, Maarm, I would grant you that." The older dragoness chuckled. "So, thief..."
"Kaerlyn."
"...Kaerlyn," the leader amended. "This is Maarm. You are her responsibility and she shall explain to you what is involved in the invitation we extend. If you reject the invitation, you will be set free but all of your possessions are forfeit as payment for your ill intent."
"If I accept, will I get my possessions back?"
"I... suppose." She looked puzzled. "I'm not sure why you would want them back if you agreed to join our sisterhood but I see no reason why you shouldn't have them if you will remain in our company."
Kaerlyn had to restrain the impulse to grin. "Good to know."
The leader looked oddly at her but apparently decided that it wasn't worth questioning because she inclined her head and the semicircle broke up, each of the dragonesses going their separate ways and Maarm walking up to her with a smile.
"It'll be wonderful to have a new member of our sisterhood," she said brightly. "Someone who's been out there, knows what it's like, and comes with all sorts of incredible stories to tell about her life and adventures. And, of course, is quite a sight to drink in."
Kaerlyn felt her cheeks warm slightly at the comment. "You're talking like I already said yes."
"What else are you going to do, beautiful?" Maarm grinned. "Go back out there totally naked and try to rebuild your equipment stock from scratch? Or..." She gave her a sly grin. "...pretend to go along with this, let me induct you, then take your possessions and run so far the crazy golden scholars can't get you?"
Kaerlyn grimaced and Maarm laughed, leaning in and giving her a quick kiss on the cheek. "Kaer, none of us are dummies but there's a reason the Head Librarian made me responsible for you. I get it. I haven't been out there much, but I've been out there. I know that you're planning to take whatever route leads to you walking out of here alive with all your things. Which is a great idea, and I support it completely, but I'd really like it if you'd be willing to keep coming back."
Kaerlyn flushed a bit at the quick kiss, since it served to remind her of how attractive the gold was and she had to beat down the corner of her mind noting that Maarm had a very pleasant kiss. "And why would I want to do that, exactly?"
"Home, family, stability, safety." Kaerlyn felt the gold's tail wrap sensuously around her ankle, the triangular spade on the end rubbing pleasantly against her calf. "Maybe something more, perhaps something better."
Kaerlyn flushed a little more. "I wouldn't have become a thief if home, stability, and safety were important to me, you know."
"Maybe I can convince you." Maarm gave her a sensuous look. "I've been known to be good at that."
"I'm getting the feeling you have motives other than my well-being..."
"On the contrary, your well-being is my only motive." Maarm slid closer, leaning in to slide her cheek lightly against Kaerlyn's, her voice dropping to a smoky purr. "And if your well-being leads to other... benefits, that's just icing."
Kaerlyn shivered lightly, finding herself enjoying the attentions of the gold despite herself. She couldn't imagine why she wasn't socking Maarm in the face, her typical reaction to being touched like this without her express permission but the gold's gentleness, the light way she touched, was incredibly seductive. "It seems a little soon to be seducing me, Maarm." She managed to say, suddenly uncomfortably aware that she was totally nude under the robe.
Maarm laughed pleasantly, her tongue flicking out and tracing along the upper end of her jawbone. "If you didn't appreciate it, I'd be picking my teeth off the ground." She pointed out in that smoky purr. "Or holding broken ribs, for that matter. If you're enjoying this, if you aren't afraid or unhappy with it... why do my reasons matter?"
"Because no one does something unless they benefit." Kaerlyn replied, feeling the first hints of arousal stir from the very light caressing of Maarm's tongue and the continued stroking of her calf by the gold's tail.
"That's true," Maarm agreed, drawing back so Kaerlyn could look into the bright ruby of her eyes, smoldering with desire. "And if I seduce you, exchange pleasure with you, convince you to stay so we might share pleasure in the future, perhaps even develop it into something deeper and more wonderful, I most certainly benefit." Kaerlyn shivered as the other dragoness dipped her head and the tongue came out again, slowly caressing her throat as her smooth, soft scales rubbed against Kaerlyn's jaw.
"You... seem very practiced at this..."
"Beginner's luck." Maarm's hands rested on Kaerlyn's shoulders and gently ran down to her hands, lifting them up and beginning to gently massage the individual joints and bones. "Now come on... you try something, Kaer. If I wanted to make love to an inanimate object, I could carve one from a tree branch."
Kaerlyn couldn't help but grin a little at that and decided to give in to the inevitable. "Fine." She leaned in and kissed Maarm on the lips, holding it a moment before parting with a teasing lick over her muzzle tip. "But it doesn't mean I'm staying."
"If I was only intimate with lovers that were willing to marry me, I'd never have any fun." Maarm giggled, using one hand to guide Kaerwyn to her rear while the other cradled the back of her head and pressed their lips together once more, this time her tongue slipping into Kaerwyn's muzzle and skillfully wrapping around it.
Kaerwyn took the hint, slipping into the gold's robe and caressing over the firm surface of her supple hind end. "Mmm..." She sighed, enjoying the deep kiss far more than she thought she would and found herself pressing lightly against the gold.
"Mmm... you've got wonderful hands, Kaer," Maarm purred. "Calluses make for the best texture."
"And you... mmm... have great technique for an alleged beginner." Kaerlyn replied massaging the other females rear and nuzzling her. "Though it'd be nice if there wasn't an audience."
Maarm giggled. "I must be better than I thought. You didn't notice everyone leaving, lovely?"
"Guess not." Kaerwyn used her hand to press Maarm firmly against her, shuddering involuntarily as the silk of he robe brushed delightfully over her erect nipples. "So's this why you wanted to induct me?"
"Oh yes." Kaer felt her quiver a little, the tail that had been caressing her calf slipping upwards, dancing over her thigh now. "I've always wanted something silver." The hand that had been holding Kaerlyn's slipped upwards and under her robe, lightly tracing a clawed finger around the hard nub of a nipple. "Especially something silver that whets my appetite."
Kaerlyn gasped and shuddered, bringing a smile to Marrm's face and a squeeze of the breast being played with. In response, she dipped her head and extended her tongue, nuzzling the edge of the robe aside and giving the exposed nipple a nice slow lick. Maarm jumped a little in surprise before laughing, nuzzling at the top of Kaerlyn's head.
"Well, well, well... and here I was afraid that you'd be all stiff and unimaginative." She began to knead the breast, moving a hand down to cup Kaerlyn's rear, an extended finger running slowly and lightly over the underside of her tail. "But... mmm... oh, that's some nice muzzle, beautiful."
Kaerlyn had taken the opportunity to bend down still more and lift the breast so she could give it better attention, even lightly suckling the teat and enjoying the feeling of the gold squirming lightly with pleasure. After a moment of this, she straightened and caught Maarm's muzzle in another lustful kiss, their tongues wrestling intently as they caressed each other. It was about this moment that Maarm reached down further and Kaerlyn gasped into the muzzlelock as a slender finger slipped a little ways into her by-now very receptive sex.
"Mmm... I see you like that, my dear." Maarm parted their lips with a lick of longing. "But now that we're alone..."
Before she could even finish the thought, Kaerlyn reached up to the shoulders of the gold's robe and in a single motion, pulled it off her, letting the beautiful silk pool at their feet. While Maarm was looking genuinely (and happily) surprised at the initiative, Kaerlyn stepped back and slipped the robe off her own shoulders, running her tongue over her muzzle and interlocking her fingers behind her head, making her breasts stand out prominently as she gave the gold the most blatant come-hither look she'd ever attempted.
Maarm stared, open mouthed, before grinning fiercely. "Kaerlyn, I swear... I'm totally going to tie you up if you don't agree to stay." She crossed the space between them in a single stride and swept Kaerlyn up into her arms, actually folding her wings around her, as she kissed fiercely, giving a growl of lust as the hand not pressing Kaerlyn's muzzle into the kiss cupped her rear and actually lifted her up a little, making her straddle the gold's hips. Kaerlyn swallowed a shuddering moan as the position caused her sex to grind against the scales of her lovers belly. She reached up and rested her hands on Maarm's shoulders and the back of her head, keeping the hungry kiss going as she felt Maarm slowly walking them backwards, sloshing heard as she walked into the water.
"Mmm... you know, I've always wanted to do this..." Maarm growled, briefly breaking the kiss. "Make love to some beauty in the midst of the waterfalls."
"Surprised... you didn't seduce one of those other golds... in this sisterhood of yours..." Kaerlyn panted.
Maarm stopped and looked up at her. "Dear, you realize that when we call each other 'sister' we're being literal, right?"
Kaerlyn flushed. "Oh. So... never tried...?"
Maarm stared a moment then laughed. "Oh, yeah, definitely tying you up so you can't escape. Wow... I mean, the very notion is so... so..."
"Disturbing?"
"Enticing." Maarm rested her head in Kaerlyn's cleavage, teasing one nipple and then the other with a skilled tongue as she began walking them again. "Although sadly, we'd never be able to make it a threesome. In case you didn't notice, beautiful, my sisters are uncomfortable with non-golds."
Kaerlyn blinked down at her. "You mean, you'd want to do a threesome with your sisters?" Somehow, the notion made her feel even more aroused, if that was even possible.
Maarm laughed again. "Hun, how do you think I learned my skills?" She forestalled an answer by using the hand formerly cradling the back of Kaerlyn's head to slip a couple fingers into her sex, causing Kaerlyn to arch back, moaning loudly.
"I thought... you just had beginner's luck..." She panted a moment later.
"I do," Maarm replied giving one of her nipples a lick and evoking another gasp of pleasure by shifting her fingers. "First lover I seduced was a silver-scaled thief with a great body. Ah, here we are."
Kaerlyn felt the mix of soft moss and smooth cold stone against her back as Maarm relaxed her grip a little, letting her slide (with wonderfully pleasurous slowness) down her belly until she was resting comfortably on the gold's hips and grasping her shoulders to keep herself upright. "You didn't strike me as the sort of lover that wants to do all the work, Maarm." She said as she moved one of her hands up to gently cradle the back of the other female's head, lightly stroking over her face.
"I do sort of get off watching a lover moan and squirm, love, but I wouldn't say no to a little... tail." Kaerlyn jumped a little as she felt the spade of the gold's tail rub along her sex and gasped as the rough texture ran over her clit.
"Mmm... sounds like the least I could do." She leaned down enough so that she could lightly kiss the gold on the tip of the muzzle as she snaked her own tail up and along Maarm's, following the appendage back to its source until she felt warm welcoming wetness on the other end and was gratified by a soft happy sound of pleasure from her lover. Encouraged, she curled the tip out and inwards so as she slid deeper, it caressed the sensuous gold's clit, causing Maarm to moan louder and nuzzle one of her breasts.
"You're... a real winner, beautiful..." Maarm panted to her. "Thanks for... being so willing to join in... go along with it... accept a total stranger pleasuring you..." She moaned again as Kaerlyn twisted her tail, slipping it even deeper. "...and being so... w...willing to... return the favor..."
"You wouldn't believe... how long it's been... since I last did this..." Kaerlyn replied, her grip on Maarm's shoulder tightening as the gold began fingering her slowly but with skill, making sure every movement brushed her clit and each thrust was contrasted by the slow, fondling caress of her rear. "...even... w... w... with... all... the... ooooh..."
"I'd give up talking, dear," Maarm smiled, licking her lips as Kaerlyn's tail squirmed delightfully in her sex. "It's not... worth the... OHHH!" Kaerlyn felt Maarm's grip on her rear tighten almost painfully and her fingers bury themselves to the knuckle as the golden dragoness arched convulsively against her. "...oooh... OK, that was... goddess... do... it again, beautiful."
"Sure... but what'd I do...?"
Maarm gave her a look of pure lust and trailed her tongue slowly and sensually from the top of her breasts up to her throat. "This." The surge of pure mind-blowing pleasure hit her like a sledgehammer and a cry of near-orgasmic bliss burst from her gaping maw as she tilted her head back, feeling her claws digging into Maarm where she'd been gripping her shoulders.
When she recovered from the pleasure, she found that Maarm was busily fingering her, perceptibly trembling and moaning constantly, apparently being driven rapidly towards orgasm by the unconscious and vigorous movement of the tail inside her. Kaerlyn could feel warm moisture running down the length of her tail as she continued to determinedly pleasure the gold.
"Wow... beautiful..." Maarm moaned. "You're...s...so good... at this... that... y...you don't even stop... when you're not aware... of it..."
"Just... returning...a...f...f..." Kaerlyn clenched her eyes shut and let her mouth gape open as her speech was momentarily lost to low urgent moans of impending release. "...favor... ohhhh..."
"Just... keep... returning it..." Kaerlyn shook in her lover's grasp, feeling Maarm's fingers pumping in and out powerfully, her thumb busily working her clit, as Kaerlyn's tail squirmed inside of her. The minutes faded into an eternity of pleasure crashing against her senses and finally, sweet welcome release. She wasn't sure which one of them screamed their orgasm to the empty cave around them; perhaps both of them had and it had mingled into a perfect harmony of completion. Awareness faded and when she returned to herself, a soft affectionate tongue was caressing under her jaw and she was enfolded in a pair of warm loving wings.
"You're... incredible..." Maarm purred to her, bringing her soaked fingers up and sensuously licking them clean. "I thought you'd be fun but... wow."
Kaerlyn smiled and licked one of the fingers, shivering lightly at the tangy spiciness of the feminine fluid clinging to the gold's hand. "I'm glad you enjoyed it, dear." She snaked her tail up between them and licked it, murring at the amazing sweetness of her lover's cum. "Care for a taste?"
Maarm laughed and obligingly licked the tail, suckling the tip playfully. "Mmm... please tell me this isn't a one-time thing."
"After that?" Kaerlyn gently cradled the back of Maarm's head. "Not on your life." And she kissed her, passionately, feeling the kiss returned eagerly.
Maarm purred into the kiss, letting their lips and tongues part. "Good." She said, laying her head affectionately in the crook of Kaerlyn's neck. "Welcome to our sisterhood, by the way."
"Having sex with you was the induction?"
"Well, beautiful, the induction is whatever the sister doing the induction wants it to be." She looked deeply, lovingly into Karlyn's eyes, the vivid ruby glowing with happiness. "And the moment I saw you, strong, confident, daring, untethered... there was nothing I wanted more."
Kaerlyn nuzzled her, thinking about this, and suddenly laughed. "The drunk?"
"Mmmhmm." Maarm nuzzled her back. "So, sister... what shall we do next?"
"I don't know..." Kaerlyn gave her a wicked grin. "Care to give me a proper introduction to the rest of my new sisters?"
The golden dragoness shivered involuntarily at the suggestion. "Sis... I thought you'd never ask." She purred.