The Land Below our Feet COMPLETE

STRATEGY

They had been lying naked in silence for a while when the Cahenean Captain climbed over her and spread her thighs open.

-So, our enemy first arrived at the southern coast and took down Lowland's Gate… Here – Phomtek explained, positioning between the Queen's legs and probing her small sprout with his tongue, making her moan.

He spent a little more time there, gently licking her flesh and listening to the sounds she mindlessly made, before slowly making his way up to her stomach and continuing with his explanation.

-They have now marched towards Mavaer… Right here – He breathed out, reaching for her bellybutton, and running a finger over it – And we know they are headed for Midland's gate next.

The captain continued, his hand sliding through her skin and stopping on the first rib below her left breast, tapping it slightly.

– Here… - He continued, making circles with his finger over the indicated spot. His eyes looking up, stealing a glance at her and smirking when he noticed that he owned her undivided attention.

After a few seconds, his hand darted towards her breast and cupped it. His thumb rubbing her n****e delicately before descending his mouth over it and applying a calculated suction.

-Now, this… – Phomtek whispered, watching the aroused tip react to his stimuli and smiling – This is Xoltun, home of the great Queen Histya and her powerful archers.

The young captain’s ears perked at the delighted purr emanating from the woman’s mouth and his eyes glistened as he buried his face in the gap between her protuberant bosoms.

-Here is the Tulixa river – He calmly resumed, pausing to trail the space purposefully with his lips – Now… What we want is you to block the way up north using this natural barrier, while King Ishtun and Ussiariah close their troops on them. And I will position my men over here…

The tanned man placed a last kiss on her chest before driving his hand over her right ribs and caressing them slightly.

-And with all our fronts covered, they would be left with no option but to head to Nevareh – Phomtek grinned at her, his finger slowly darting towards her other breast and massaging it eagerly – Now this is exactly what we want. As you know, Nevareh is located on extremely steep and inhospitable terrain, surrounded by cliffs that will surely come in handy for our task.

-Well, I don't doubt that you can inflict some serious damage if you manage to siege them at the top of the mountain – Histya agreed, rolling over him and leaning down on his muscular abdomen, drawing circles on his hard pectoral – Yet I can't help but notice a small flaw in your strategy so far…

She ran her finger from his n****e to the side of his strong torso, looking into his eyes – They would still have a way out of your grip. It is a deplorable one, but… What if our elusive invaders find their path through the grisly swamps of Xiblen´s domains?

-We have already considered that possibility, and we have that covered – The warrior cryptically spoke, holding to the Queen's generous hips and pulling her towards him – So, what do you say, Your Grace? Would you grant us Xoltun´s aid to save our land?

A devious smile widened on the ruler's face as she reached for the Captain's manhood and firmly massaged it with her hand, making him hiss.

-I will give you my answer once you have fulfilled my desires tonight – She simply answered, her mouth descending on him and driving him down her throat.

-Fair enough… - Phomtek mumbled, allowing her to continue for a few minutes before sitting up and lifting her body up effortlessly, positioning her backwards with her rounded rear facing him. One of his fingers finding its way inside her as he fished for the response that he was looking for.

He patiently moved his digit within her, getting a distracted moan out of her and biting his lip with satisfaction, soon inserting a second finger and exploring her methodically, her groans increasing in intensity as well as the humidity between her legs.

Histya rubbed herself against his hand eagerly, a sharp yelp emerging from her as she turned behind and glanced at the large man servicing her, his thick eyebrows frowning in deep concentration as he explored her with diligence.

-I want it now – She ordered him, bouncing her butt cheeks temptingly at his face – I am ready to take your seed again.

The Queen's lips pouting in surprise when he not only ignored her command, but he kept pounding at her steadily with an imperturbable look in his eyes. Her mind debating between feeling insulted or surrendering to the intense pleasure that invaded her. Her body frankly incapable of doing otherwise.

A loud scream tearing her lungs and her eyes bulging with true wonder at the forceful climax that the exotic warrior drove her towards a moment later.

Her breath catching inside her chest as she recovered from her honest amazement at the young man’s abilities.

After composing herself a little from her undoing, she turned around and swiftly charged at him, restraining his movement under her weight, and reaching for the warrior's strong arms.

-As much as I value pleasure, I certainly do not appreciate disobedience – She hissed against his ear, expertly placing his hands against the wall and fastening them to a pair of shackles embedded on the wooden surface – So, now it is time for you to learn some discipline.

Calmly, she walked to the edge of the room and, after a few minutes rummaging through a drawer, she produced an exquisite nine-tailed whip, her fingers running slowly through its surface, before striking him with it across his bare chest. The man's unfazed features staring back at her with an amused look in his eyes.

She kept on hitting him forcefully until fine trickles of blood dripped from the thin cuts on his skin. The warrior’s imperturbable sight fixated on her leaking thighs as his erection stood proudly in all its majesty, teasing her.

-Well… Sand Valley surely lives up to its name and the toughness of its men – Histya mumbled in appreciation, smacking him once more.

Exhausted by her actions and giving into the inviting view, she finally paused and let the lash slip through her fingers. Jumping over him with feline, graceful movements and hungrily downing her s*x on him. She rode him repeatedly until the first morning light started seeping into the lavish room, and she finally untied him and collapsed over him.

-So, do we have your favor? – He asked after a long silent moment, his deep voice echoing around the chamber.

-I certainly hope that you are as talented in the field as you are in bed – She muttered tiredly – I will have our rafts dispatched down the river and start the blockage immediately. Shall we succeed, I would expect you back by the springtime ceremony.

The sun was rising in the sky when the doors of the floating city opened and Phomtek paced quietly towards his troops under the blinding morning light.

Jaghn gave him a respectful nod as he held the warrior's horse – Well! You made it out alive, Captain! – He commented happily.

-Oh, but not without a few scratches – Phomtek scoffed lightly.

-Was it worth it, though? – The young man asked, chuckling and winking at him.

– Every second… Now, bring Polthan, Shardiel and Juttan over here. It is time for them to start marching west.