The Bet
Sometimes, it's best not to gamble to prove your worth.
Author's Note: This story takes place in a D&D world. This is just a short story with only a couple of important characters. An anecdote or viginette for which for me to practice my skills. The scenario hasn't been roleplayed, but the D&D World is one where a nation of Gnolls have given up their overlordship to the humans they dominated for a long time.
It was a dark and peaceful night. In the virgin woods of Thalcyra, a human army was breaking the silence with their successful invasion of the gnoll nation that had their territories under their boot for seven hundred years. The humans had banded together under a king named Sargon, and they went up and sacked the city of Lusaka, home of one of the Gnoll civilizations. Their victory was near total, as the gnolls who survived were either taken into captivity, or scattered into the wilderness of the Land.
Now most of the gnolls who fought were female. Gnoll society is very matriarchal, as they are humanoid hyenas. These particular gnolls have come from their native lands, conquered many of the human lands, and established themselves overladies over the land. Over the generations, these gnolls have lightened in color than from the brown fur that they used to have on the front of their bodies to a tan. Since Gnoll society is matriarchal, they have class and position divided by age.
(click here for a picture of a gnoll on Paizo Publishing's blog.)
Maidens are young gnoll girls from the time they are weened to the time of nineteen years of age. They often train in the arts of war and politics within the Gnoll Nation. Mothers are those who are of childbearing age, and they make up most of the bulk of the army and navy within the Gnoll nation, supplemented by berserk gnoll men too powerful to be tamed. Crones are those past childbearing age and they are often spiritualists and priestesses representing the will of their Goddess Lamashtu. Now, their overlordship of seven hundred years over the humans had come to an end.
It was a victory. The humans made an army, went up into Lusaka, the base city of the gnolls, and beseiged it for many months. Then they sacked the city and took many maidens, men, boys, and any crones still alive into captivity. During the war with the gnoll kingdom, many of the gnolls did escape into the wilderness so the entire nation wasn't utterly destroyed.
However, the silence of the peacful night was broken by revelry as the humans celebrated their victory. They have over five hundred gnoll women, men, and children captive -- some of them Mothers. It was a humiliating defeat for the gnolls, but then the monsters did act like monsters to the humans that conquered them.
The humans had encamped their army in about a dozen or so clearings, as it took a larger army than ten thousand to go in and destroy Lusaka. However, this particular camp was away from the main base camp. It was a small camp, made up of an elite force of human commandos. Although these weren't the commandos that killed the Gnoll Queen -- Thayager -- but these were responsible for getting the palace open. The camp was made up of 15 tents, and they have taken many captives of Gnoll Mothers and Maidens. Some of them were too feisty even in chains, but some of them were resigned to their fate.
The men gathered around the campfire, with their favorite gnoll captives at their side. As if any of the gnolls could be attractive. But then, tonight they were the conquerers. And as such, they could impose their will on their prizes. All, except one.
A scholar boy, this one had come along with the commando unit in order to preserve the attack for posterity. While the other men wore bronze panoplies and had their greek helmets off, this man of only twenty one years of age wore a tunic wrapped around his body as a shirt with a v-neck, and pants and boots made of rawhide. He wore a belt with various implements hanging from it, and over that an open over robe that fell to his feet when he stood up. The tunic was light blue with a verdant green corinthian pattern on the hem. He was writing in his journal the days events.
He had white skin, which had a slight pink tint, a caucasian face set; often with a long overall face. He had eyes of the deepest blue orbs and his hair, which was cut short with a short beard, was of a honey blond color. He wore a braided band of silver around the crown of his head; which kept his hair nice and neat.
"Hey, Elton!" said one of the soldiers to the scholar boy. "How are you going to celebrate tonight?"
The young man looked up to the commando who had a female gnoll in a revealing garment at his side. "I am just going to sleep after I wrote this down," said Elton in the firelight.
A second commando asked, "Why not take a gnoll woman to bed with you?"
"It just feels wrong," said Elton. "We conquered them, why should we be like them and take their dignity away?"
"They deserve it," said the first commando. "Remember, what they used to do to us when we were defiant? They raid our villages to pillage and rape for their taxes."
"Yes, but doing what they did, does it make us any better?" Elton asked.
"They deserve it," said the second one. "But you know what, I bet you are gay."
"I'm not gay," said Elton. "I'm just saving myself for when I meet my girl."
"A virgin," said the commando. "Oh great, he's a virgin!"
The commandos laughed. "How can you be a virgin and be twenty one? It's impossible!" said the first.
The second commando laughed, "That's got to be the funniest thing I ever heard!"
"I'm not gay," Elton insisted.
"I bet you still just spanks his monkey," said another. "Or may be he just thinks of men while he does it."
"I'm not gay!" Elton insisted more forcefully. The fire seemed to flare at his insistence.
"Okay, prove it," said the second commando. "I bet you can't go one night in bed with a gnoll."
Elton made a terrible face_. Mating with a Gnoll? They are disgusting creatures._ he thought to himself. A gnoll, they made a bet and now his honor was on the line. He had to do it, he had to sleep with a gnoll to save face for be ridiculed for ever. Or, his second option was to just finish his journal, pack his tent and move away from the camp and set himself up as solitary camper. He looked at the woods and thought of all the terrible things the woods represented and he swallowed his spit. He had to do it.
"Okay, I'll take that bet," said Elton. He finished his journal and carefully put the notes away into his bag.
"Good!" said the second commando. "Then we will know that you aren't gay."
Elton stood up and went over to the female prisoners and inspected them. "Don't take too long in choosing who you want," said the first commando.
"I won't," said the 21 year old. All the gnoll females would snarl in fear or in intimidation. Some of them were Mothers, defiant ones. But he saw that they were protecting someone, a young gnoll, shaking and scared by his definition. Definitely female, he pointed her out. "I'll take that one."
"Ah," said the commando. He called for the guards, which opened the pen. There was some resistence among the mothers, but they quickly beat them down and took the young gnoll girl and transfered her into his tent.
The commando slapped Elton on the back. "Alright, go in there into her and spend the whole night with her in your bed!" they joked.
Elton was caught in a trap. There was no way out now but to go in and take the consequences of accepting the bet. He didn't want to mate with a near human monster, he was saving himself for his girlfriend.
He opened his tent, breathed a sigh of resignation, and went into it. The tent closed and the two commandos laughed. "At last there will be no virgins among us!"
"That's right, Cletius," said the second commando in response to the first.
* * *
The tent was dark, although the material was thin enough for the firelight to give partial light inside the tent. Elton found the young gnoll girl stand there, wearing only a thin garment of gossamer material. she faced the firelight, the light shining through her material, giving him a silouette of her body.
"Have you come to ravage me," said the gnoll girl. She spoke common with an accent. Her body was in an hourglass shape, as if the Gods have been kind to her. Her waist curved like a woman's, and her feet ended up as digitgrade feet. Her thighs were nicely shaped, and her breasts looked perky and round. Her bushy tail hanged from her spine between her rump and it wagged from side to side.
"I made a bet that I would spend the night with you," said Elton.
The gnoll girl just nodded. "Before you become my Lord and Master there is something you should know," said the Gnoll. Tears came to her eyes that seemed to stream down her muzzle. "I am Princess Ascyra, daughter of the Queen Thayager."
"A princess?" Elton gasped. Princesses would be of a high price as a ransom to her people. Why didn't anyone know?
"Yes," said Ascyra -- the gnoll princess. She took off her garment and let slide down her body, the gossamer silk hugged every curve as it seemed to just cascade down her body. She was nude in moments. "Master."
"Now hold on, I am not your master," Elton said.
"Sorry, Master," said Ascyra. She turned around, to show that she was indeed, naked. She had her beautiful breasts, her plantigrade feet, and everything about her that made her gnoll. Including her extended clitoris that looked like a penis. It was a length of flesh that extended from her vaginal lips that had a hole in the center. It was only about six inches long.
"Surprised about my appearance, Master?" she said, hiding her length from him. She sheepishly hid herself.
"Stop calling me that, just call me Elton," said Elton.
"Sorry, Master," said Ascyra. "I am yours, so you are my Master."
Elton just shrugged and started undressing. Ascyra hurried to his side and started to undress him for him. "Hey, what are you doing?"
"Don't you want to be undressed, Master?" she asked.
Elton responded, "Yes, but I can do it myself."
"But I'm here to serve, Master," Ascyra pouted.
Elton sighed. "Alright." She then made a sound of glee and continued to undress him. She packed away the overrobe and folded it nicely. She then unbuckled her belt, and put that away with care. She turned to his boots, and pulled them off with little effort, and then she put those near the pile. She removed his tunic with care, after all, she was owned by him; and she folded those and put those in the pile. She then pulled down his pants to reveal his loin cloth. Naked and hairless except for the loin cloth, she folded his pants and put them with the pile of clothes. She then pulled down his loin cloth and off.
"There you go, Master," she said. "You are ready for bed."
Elton blushed. "Oh well," he said. Ascyra opened his bed roll for him and rolled in. Elton followed, and then pulled the covers over them. Ascyra hugged her new master, something that excited her with anticipation; and her little pseudopenis quivered with excitement.
She started to lick her Master. "Please master, let me relieve my heat," pleaded Ascyra. "Let me please you!"
Elton couldn't believe this, he was in bed with the princess of the gnolls, and the princess wanted to please him. What is going on? "Why are you acting like this?" asked Elton.
"Well, it's like this," Ascyra started to explain. "Although you were a slave race, the humans regarded the female as the submissive of the mating pair, so since we are together, I wanted to be everything you wanted or deserved. Humans are different from gnolls, they let the men rule. Something revolting to us, but since you conquered us, isn't better that I am your slave? Isn't true that you rule over your women?"
Elton just shook his head. "No, we don't rule over our women, we just go into a partnership. True, it's patriarchal, but woman came from our rib, not our head, or our feet, or our back. We are together in a co-equal partnership."
"But the women submit," Ascyra insisted.
"Well, yes, but not all of them do," said Elton.
"I will submit and be yours," said Ascyra, affirming what she said. "I am your slave, and you are my Master."
Elton was dumbfounded. This is how gnoll women thought when they were conquered. This was how gnolls saw humans? As Masters over their mates? He knew that the women had superior control, but this was out of hand. All there was to do was to ride with it.
"Okay, if that is what you desire," he said. She started kissing his nipples, and he was aroused. She felt him down there, and rubbed it.
"Oh, your fur is really soft," said Elton.
Ascyra said, "Of course Master, mother said that my fur had to be soft, all princesses' fur is soft."
She rubbed his shaft and licked his glans, and he moaned in pleasure. This went on for what seemed like eternity when he was releasing his own precum. Satisfied, she docked her pseudopenis with him, covering his penis with hers, enveloping his member with hers. "Take me, Master, I am yours," said Ascyra.
Elton started thrusting into her. The tension and energy was building up as he thrusted into her. The sexual energy, the kundalini energy, was building. Ascyra cried or laughed, maybe it was something inbetween, as she was mating with this human. The energy was building up, and it was good energy, energy created when two beings mated together.
"Yes, do me, just make me your slave and cum inside me!" said the princess.
Elton moaned as he released his seed, filling her lower womb with his hot wonderful seed. She laugh-screamed in ecstasy as the sexual energy was released inside her, and traveled up her body and down back into his. She held her Master in the deep afterglow, as their spirits had merged in this union. Filled with joy and love, Ascyra knew at that moment that she could never be Queen of her people. Her new duty was to serve her new Master, and only him. She felt bonded to him as he fell asleep on her in an intertwining embrace.
* * *
Outside, the commandos laughed as they heard Ascyra's laugh-screams coming from Elton's tent. "It looks like our resident historian is now a man," said Cletus, who was the first commando.
The second one said, "It could be worse, she might want to stay with him."
"Let him have her," said the commando. "Although why those gnoll warriors protected her, I'll never guess. Come on my pet." The first commando dragged his choice, a young gnoll man, into his tent. "Time for my fun, my new catamite."
The second commando kept watch at the fire as Cletus dragged his pet into his tent. "Ironic," he said to himself. "Cletus accused Elton of being gay, when he is gay himself. How ironic. Perhaps the boy is right, we have become as monstrous as our old conquerers." The second got up and snuffed out the fire and took his position as watchman.
"We have become the conquerers, Cletus," he said. "And even though you made a boy into a man, and you are now taking the innocence of another boy; you had to do it with a bet."
And for the first time in his life, this second commando cried tears of remorse as the camp filled with laugh-screams. Some of those of gnoll females, and some of those of gnoll males. The peace of the night was broken with laughter and revelry of the Victory that happened the day before. However, he could tell which of those was made in love, and those made of pleasure. The peace of the night was disturbed that night as mankind reveled in it's victory over it's overlords.