{"sf1_id":844235,"sf2_id":null,"title":"The Wanderer: Chapter 1","author":"Belaal","words":4692,"posted_at":"2015-04-06T05:50:00.000Z","tags":["Fantasy","Handjob","Human-Only","M/F","Seduction","Swallowing","bath","cum in mouth"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/844235-the-wanderer-chapter-1","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/844235","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=844235\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"","content":"\"You\nhave failed in your task...pathetic.\"\nBelaal\nlooked up from where he was kneeling. Pain and fear were obvious in\nhis eyes. \"I do not know what you are talking about. Please,\nrelease me.\" He tried to stand but was immediately forced back to\nhis knees with the brunt force of a staff coming along his back.\nBelaal cried out in pain as his knees contacted the hard stone floor.\n\"Please, there must be some mistake.\"The\nman standing in front of Belaal made no move to turn around. \"I do\nnot make mistakes. That, seems to be your specialty.\"A\nlow rumble of a laugh echoed off of the walls as the man finally\nturned around to look at Belaal. He was not particularly impressive\nin any way. He looked emaciated, no sign of muscle. His skin was very\nwhite, as if he had never been outside, but he carried himself with\nan air of confidence.Slowly,\nthe man walked over to Belaal and knelt down to look into his eyes.\n\"But, I am willing to forgive your mistakes, if you allow me to try\nsome... tests on you.\" The man reached a hand out to grab Belaal's\nchin, forcing him to meet the man's gaze. \"If you do not, then I am\nafraid your only option is to be executed. Failure is not something I\ntake lightly.\"Belaal\nmet the man's gaze, shivering with fear. He could not remember\nanything, he did not know where he was, and he had no way to try and\nescape. He thought frantically. The other man must have noticed his\nindecision, as a hand moved swiftly to slap against Belaal's face.The\nman's eyes burned, a fire seeming to ignite in their depths. \"Answer\nme!\"Belaal\nrecoiled as much as he could, but even as weak as the man seemed, his\nhand kept a firm grasp on Belaal's head, not letting him retreat from\nthe gaze.Belaal\nblurted out as best he could, \"Yes, I will! Please, just let me\ngo!\"The\nman's face curled into a hideous grin. The skin on his cheeks\nstretching over his pronounced cheekbones. \"Good. I was hoping you\nwould see it my way.\"The\nman stood again and walked back to where he had been standing before.\nA small wave of his hand and Belaal was roughly pulled to his feet\nbefore a sack was thrust over his head. Belaal knew better than to\ntry and struggle. The hands that held his arms were much larger than\nthose of a normal man and he doubted he would be able to shake free,\neven if he did try.Those\nwho guided him did not seem to even notice that Belaal was unable to\nkeep his footing as he was dragged away. His feet slid along the\nstone floor. He was carried for what seemed like an eternity, first\ndown hallways that echoed for what seemed like miles, then down\nendless flights of stairs.Finally,\nBelaal was thrown to the ground. He scrambled away from where his\ncaptors would have been and clawed his way across the floor until his\nhead met a stone wall. He pressed his body against the wall and tried\nto calm his breathing. There were no words from the men who had drug\nhim here. The only sound was that of a large bolt being thrown and\nsecured. Then, there was silence.He\nwaited until he was certain that no one was around, then he reached\nup to remove the sack from his head. His eyes were met by a blinding\nlight. He had to squint to keep the brightness at bay. Eventually,\nhis eyes adjusted to the light and he was able to take in his\nsurroundings.Belaal's\nmouth dropped open. He had expected to find himself in a dark\ndungeon, filled with rats and waste. Instead, he found himself\nlooking at a lavishly prepared room. A large bed sat to one end of\nthe room, and a massive stone hearth at the other. Above him on the\nwall was a large window, flanked on either side by what seemed to be\ndoors.Slowly,\nhe began to stand. He noticed many more items around the room: a\nbookshelf filled with books and a table covered with food and drink.\nHe rushed to the table; he could not remember the last time he had\neaten. He stuffed pieces of fruit and bread into his mouth before\ndraining an entire flagon of crystal clear water. It was then that he\nnoticed a sound from the window. It was the song of a small bird,\nperched on the windowsill.Taking\na large piece of bread and another flagon of water, Belaal moved to\nthe window to look outside. He could only stare in wonder again.\nOutside of his window he could see a vast forest, stretching beyond\nthe horizon. Gathering his courage, he moved to open one of the doors\nto the side of the window. It opened easily and led him to a small\nterrace that overlooked the forest. He moved to the railing and\nleaned over. He pulled himself back upright when he saw the hundred\nfoot drop to the ground. Jumping would be useless, and he doubted\nthere was enough fabric in the room to make a rope even half that\nlength.He\nturned to look at the small songbird perched on the stone in front of\nthe window. The bird, in turn, turned to look at him and continued\nchirping happily before lifting off and flying out over the forest.\nBelaal watched the bird fly away and lowered himself to the ground.\nHis bread fell from his hand, as did his flagon. He brought his hands\nto his face and wept. Why could he not remember anything? Where was\nhe? He sat on the terrace well into the evening, eventually falling\nasleep on the stone, under the emerging stars.He\nwas woken up by the sound of light tapping on glass. Belaal raised\nhis head from where it had been resting on his arm. With great\neffort, he raised himself up to peer at whoever it was that was\ntapping on the glass. He was greeted by a warm smile. A young woman\nwas inside of his room. Her soft features and kind smile gave him\nsome hope that perhaps the past day had been only a nightmare.Slowly,\nhe stood to walk into the room. The young woman watched him the\nentire time, always the kind smile resting on her lips. Once he was\nin the room, she bowed her head slightly. \"Good morning, sir,\"\nHer voice was just as soft and pleasant as her face.Belaal\nrubbed his eyes and groggily replied, \"Who are you?\"The\nwoman giggled. \"You have been asleep for some time. Perhaps you\nwould like some more food and drink?\" She moved quickly towards the\ntable; her movements were even more graceful than Belaal would have\nthought possible. Her dress seemed to float over the stones. If he\nhad not caught a glimpse of her foot, he would have sworn that she\nwas simply floating around the room.He shook his head. \"I am not hungry.\" He knew that was a lie and\nhoped she did not hear his stomach as it reminded him of just how\nhungry he was. \"Please, tell me who you are, where am I, what am I\ndoing here?\" he moved towards the woman cautiously.Once\nagain, the young woman giggled, her long black hair waving slightly\nfrom side to side as she did so. \"Do not worry yourself with\nquestions. You are safe, and you will not be harmed. As long as you\nkeep your promise.\" She flashed him a smile. Belaal recoiled as he\nnoticed a hint of malice in the smile, but that faded quickly and he\nwas not sure he had actually seen anything other than her pleasant\nsmile.Then\nhe felt his heart drop; it had not been a dream. The strange man, his\nfailure, his agreement, he could not remember why he had made it or\nwhat he had failed to do. He approached the woman even more, moving\nto within a couple feet of her. As he took in a breath to speak, he\ncaught the scent of fresh flowers and honey. Gods, she smells\ngood. \"You know of my agreement, then? Do you know what I am\nsupposed to do?\"She\ngave him another smile before turning back towards the door. \"Do\nnot worry about that. You will need to keep up your strength.\" She\nmotioned towards the table and the fresh food that had been placed\nthere, before she turned and disappeared through the door, locking it\nonce again.Belaal\nslumped into one of the plush chairs. His eyes eagerly surveying the\nfood. The fruit and bread from the day before had been replenished,\nand a large piece of meat had been placed in the center of the table.\nHis eyes were drawn to a new bottle on the table. Previously, there\nhad only been water. This new bottle was filled with something else.\nBelaal took the bottle and pulled open the stopper to smell the\ncontents. He sighed as the scent hit his nose. It was the smell of\nfresh milk, with a slight hint on honey. He wasted no time in taking\na long drink from the bottle. The contents tasted even sweeter than\nthey had smelled. Before he realized it, he had finished the entire\nbottle. With a hint of disappointment, he set the empty bottle back\ndown on the table and turned his attention to the other foods that\nhad been placed there for him.He\nhad not eaten nearly enough the previous day, and he attacked the\nfood. He sat at the table and ate for nearly an hour before he felt\nhe could eat no more. Pushing himself back from the table, he moved\nto explore the room in more detail.The\nfloor was made of clean, polished stone, the walls of the same, the\nhearth had been lit and a soft glow illuminated the parts of the room\nthat the sunlight from the window could not reach. Belaal made his\nway to the bookshelf and reached for the first book. The binding was\nmade of polished leather, smooth and cool to the touch. The pages\nwere thick and strong. These were very expensive books. He smiled to\nhimself: if only he could read, then perhaps he would be able to find\nsomething to keep his mind occupied. He spent the rest of the morning\nsearching every corner of the room, trying to find anything that\nmight give him a clue as to where he was. He saw no banners, no\nindication of any family crest or sigil of any order.Finally,\nhe resigned himself to the fact that he would not be able to escape\nwithout extensive planning. He pulled one of the chairs over to the\nwindow and sat down to watch the clouds.When\nthe sun had risen to the top of the sky, Belaal heard the door unlock\nand open. He turned quickly, afraid that he had run out of time to\nrelax and that his captors would once again drag him somewhere to be\nexecuted. Instead, he saw the young woman again. He stood and made\nhimself look as presentable as possible. His clothing was still dirty\nand torn, a fact that he hoped he would be able to remedy soon; he\nfelt out of place in this room.The\nyoung woman gave him another smile. \"I am pleased to see you awake.\nI hope the food was to your liking.\"Belaal\ngave her a shy smile in return. \"The food was delicious, thank\nyou.\" He bowed his head slightly. \"Please, miss, who are you? I\nwould like to know your name if you are to be the only person I see.\"The\nyoung woman laughed. \"Very well, I suppose you should have some\nname to call me by.\" She moved to the table and placed another\nbottle of milk on the table along with another tray of food. She then\nturned to Belaal and gave him a gracious curtsy. \"My name is\nMaria. I have been temporarily assigned to ensure your needs are met\nand that the Master is able to get what he desires from you.\"She\nflashed him another smile, \"So, if you have any needs, you need\nonly to tell me and I will see them satisfied.\" Her eyes lit up\nmomentarily as she looked him over.Belaal\nshifted uncomfortably. \"I could use a bath and some new clothing.\"\nHe looked down at himself, \"I am afraid I am not dressed well\nenough for these lavish accommodations, my lady.\"Maria\ngiggled again. \"I will see to it that you are given what you need.\nNow please, eat and rest. You need to keep your strength. I will be\nback in the evening.\"With\nthat, she turned and moved quickly to the door, locking it once\nagain.Belaal\nwaited for a few moments after she had left, then he moved to the\ntable. He reached for the milk first and drained it quickly. He sat\nback with a sigh once he had drained the bottle. The milk seemed to\nrejuvenate him more than the food could, but he still turned to the\nplatter of food and ate his fill before moving to lie on the bed.He\nplaced his arms behind his head and closed his eyes. He had\nentertained thoughts of staying away from the lavish accommodations,\nbut if he was to die here, he would take advantage of the comforts\noffered.He\ndid not even realize he had dozed off until he was woken up again by\na soft hand shaking his shoulder. He rose with a start, fearing that\nhe was going to be taken away again, but he instantly relaxed when he\nnoticed the young woman Maria kneeling on the bed over his body,\npeering down at him. She gave him her warm smile and patted his\ncheek. \"I was afraid you had died, you were sleeping so soundly.\"She\ngiggled and moved off of the bed, motioning for him to follow. The\nsun had set, leaving only the fire and a few torches to light the\nroom. Belaal followed the young woman to the middle of the room\nwhere she motioned to a large tub that had been brought in while he\nslept. Steam rose from the water and a tray of bottles sat beside the\ntub.Maria\nstood beside the tub and looked at him. \"You asked for a bath, did\nyou not?\" She giggled again and looked over him a little more\nbrazenly than before. \"I have also brought you new clothes to wear,\nbut I am afraid that I cannot allow you to put them on until you have\nbeen cleaned.\"Belaal\nmoved to stand on the opposite side of the tub. He looked over at\nher, waiting for her to leave. When she did not move, he cleared his\nthroat. \"Forgive me, Maria, I must bathe before the water turns\ncold.\"The\nwoman smiled and moved around the tub to place her hand on his\nshoulder, as she leaned in closer to his ear and whispered, \"Yes,\nyou must.\" Her hand slid down the front of his shirt and came to\nrest on the clasp of his trousers. \"That is what I am here for: to\nhelp you.\"Belaal\ntensed, unable to come up with a good reason to stop her. She was a\nbeautiful young woman, after all. Her hand deftly unfastened his\ntrousers and they fell to the floor. His shirt was quick to follow.His\nface blushed slightly as he attempted to cover himself, but the young\nwoman simply grabbed his hand and led him to sit in the tub. Belaal\nwas grateful for the water that covered him. He sighed once again as\nhe relaxed in the hot water. He moved his hands between his legs to\ncover his cock from her view. Even though the dim lighting in the\nroom would make it very difficult to see through the water, he could\nnot shake the strange feeling of being naked in front of this young\nwoman.Maria\ngave no indication that his subtle attempt to hide himself had been\nnoticed. Instead, she simply knelt beside the tub and reached for the\nlarge sponge sitting beside the assorted bottles.With\nvery confident movements she soaked the sponge and began squeezing\nthe water out over Belaal's skin. She hummed to herself as she\nworked.Belaal\nclosed his eyes and let himself relax a little more. The hot water\nrunning down his skin was a welcome feeling indeed. For a moment he\nfound himself dozing again, listening to the melodic noises coming\nfrom Maria as she continued her work.Maria\nplaced a hand on his shoulder after a few minutes. \"I see the food\nand rest has agreed with you. You are much less tense than you were\nearlier.\" Her hand moved slowly from his shoulder and towards the\nmuscles between his shoulder and his neck as she began to knead the\ntension out of him.This\nnew sensation forced Belaal from his relaxation. His head snapped to\nlook at Maria, just in time to see her move behind him and lay her\nother hand on him to begin kneading the unattended muscles above his\nother shoulder.\"My\nlady... Maria.\" Belaal tried to turn to face her, but her hands\nkept him in place. \"This is not necessary, I am sure I can manage\nto clean myself.\"Maria\nsimply giggled again, moving her face beside his. \"Believe me, my\nlord, this is very necessary.\"Belaal\nshivered as her breath washed over the moist skin of his neck. His\nshivers were cut short when he felt her lips on his ear and then her\nteeth lightly scrape over his earlobe.His\ncock sprang fully erect in an instant and having his hands try to\ncover himself only added to the pleasure he felt. He had no option\nbut to move his hands away or risk encouraging his own arousal.\nBelaal held his breath, hoping that Maria would not notice his\nsuddenly erect cock straining to reach the surface of the water.Unfortunately,\nMaria had noticed. A delighted coo escaped her lips and she bit his\near even harder than before, causing an involuntary groan to escape\nBelaal's lips. \"Oh my,\" she whispered heavily, \"that was even\neasier than I had expected it to be.\"Her\nlips returned to his ear as she sucked lightly on the skin, sending\nbolts of pleasure coursing through Belaal's body.Belaal\nbecame aware of soft, warm breasts being pressed against his back as\nMaria's massage became more aggressive and her suckling became even\nmore sensual. Her tongue flicked across the ridges of his ear before\nshe returned to his earlobe. He could almost forget about where he\nwas and the situation he was in. Without even thinking, he let out a\nlow moan. \"Oh, Maria.\"With\nthose words spoken, the woman abruptly stopped what she was doing and\npulled away from her contact with him. Immediately, Belaal regretted\nwhat he had said and was just about to apologize before the soft\nsound of cloth falling to the floor was heard behind him.He\nfelt the soft warmth of breasts pressed against his back once again.\nOnly this time, there was no trace of cloth between his skin and the\nhardening nipples, digging delightfully into his shoulder blades.Maria's\nhands moved back to his shoulders but did not resume their previous\nmotions. Instead, those soft fingers slid along his wet skin to rest\non his chest, where she then began to caress him in circles. Every\nfew seconds, Maria would stop her movements to pinch Belaal's\nnipples, causing only a slight amount of pain. A bottle suddenly\nappeared in one of her hands and began to pour a sweet smelling\nliquid into the steaming water.Maria's\nhands dipped into the basin, causing her breasts to slide up the back\nof Belaal's neck and over his head before finally dropping in front\nof his face, as she leaned over him to do so.Belaal\nwas suddenly presented with the firm underside of Maria's breasts.\nAll he had to do was lean forward slightly and bury his face between\nthe soft mounds of flesh, but he was still too overcome with\ndisbelief to take advantage of the momentary opportunity he was\npresented with.Maria\nmoved her hands around in the water, causing the sweet smelling\nliquid to begin creating bubbles. As soon as she was satisfied with\nthe lather, she returned to her previous position. Her breasts\npressed firmly against Belaal's back, and her newly lathered fingers\nrubbing over his chest.\"So,\nmy lord, do you still wish to bathe alone?\" There was a playful\ntone in her voice that conveyed so much more meaning than the simple\nquestion. Belaal could not answer; he could shake his head as a way\nto say no.Maria\nlaughed this time. A playful laugh that held no condescension, and\nthe sound of it relaxed Belaal even further, enough to finally find\nhis voice. \"No, Maria, I am enjoying your help.\"\"That\nis good to hear...\" She leaned in to kiss his cheek before standing\nand moving around the tub to stand in front of him, \"because I am\nnot done helping you yet.\"Belaal\ncould only stare at her now. Completely naked, she was even more\nbeautiful than he had imagined. Her breasts, her slim waist and\npowerful yet sleek thighs shone in the firelight. He could see a few\nmarkings on her body, most likely some kind of tribal art or\nincantations; he could care less where they had come from. He could\nonly focus on how they wrapped around her skin.Slowly,\nshe stepped into the tub and lowered herself down to straddle his\nthighs. The tub was barely large enough for the both of them, but it\nwas obvious she was just as flexible as she was graceful.A\nbig smile showed on her face as she watched him watch her. Belaal\ncould feel his heart begin beating in his chest when her thighs made\ncontact with his. The water seemed to become even hotter as she\nentered it, but he knew it was just the blood rushing through his\nbody.Maria\nextended one hand to help him close his mouth before her hands\nreturned to his chest, once again lathering him in soap.Belaal\nswallowed hard when she closed his mouth, trying to act like he had\nactually seen a naked woman before. Which - of course - he had, but\nnone so beautifully proportioned as this young lady. With a little\neffort, he cleared his throat and took a chance. His hands moved\nquickly to grasp her hips before he froze to gauge her reaction.Maria\nsimply smiled and continued lathering him with soap. Her hands now\nfocusing on his stomach. Every so often her arm would dip below the\nwater and she would brush the tip of his cock with her forearm,\ncausing Belaal to shift uncomfortably as the strain in his muscles\nbecame even more powerful. He could not help but pull her towards\nhimself, sliding her thighs along his until he felt the smooth skin\nof her mons pressing against the sensitive shaft of his throbbing\nerection.He\nlaid his head back and let out another moan, which drew another\ngiggle from the young woman. \"My lord,\" she let out a small gasp,\n\"it would seem you have become aroused.\" With painfully slow\nmovements, her hands left his stomach and, slowly, she wrapped the\nfingers of her left hand around the now painfully sensitive shaft of\nhis cock. Her other hand moved to cover the head with her palm as she\nslowly rubbed it with circular motions. \"Would you like me to tend\nto this for you?\"Belaal\ncould only muster a nod and a strained groan. It was taking all the\nwillpower he could find to keep from ejaculating into her palm right\nthen, but now he was more afraid of disappointing this woman than he\nwas of the fact that a strange woman was now fondling his penis.Maria\nlet out a sultry sigh as her hands began pleasuring his cock. Her\nleft hand moved in slow pumping motions as her wrist turned slightly,\nmaking sure that every inch of Belaal's shaft received equal\nsensation from her soft fingers. Meanwhile, her right hand gripped\nand twisted the sensitive tip, using the soapy water to let her skin\nslide over the pulsing head.Belaal\nopened his eyes and stared at the young woman as her arms worked to\nsatisfy him. He could see that her eyes were closed and her head\nrolled from side to side as she moaned during her ministrations. Soon\nenough, her hips began to push against his cock and her hands moved\nto press his shaft against her stomach as she used the smooth skin of\nher mons and lower stomach to rub along his cock. \"My lord.\" Her\nvoice sounded breathless as she moaned, every time she rubbed along\nhis cock. \"I want you to cum. I want to taste your seed.\" She\nrolled her head back and let out another moan.Belaal\nwas in Heaven: the heat radiating from between Maria's legs was\nseeping into his cock with every movement and he desperately wanted\nto ram himself to the hilt in her warm folds, but with each passing\nsecond he grew closer to his inevitable orgasm.Maria's\nmovements became more urgent as the minutes passed. \"Please, my\nlord, cum for me. Let me swallow you. I need to taste you.\"Belaal\ncould not hold out any longer and his fingers dug into Maria's hips\nas his own began to buck upwards. He had finally reached his orgasm,\nbut he was denied the sensation. He felt a powerful vice around the\nbase of his cock and he let out a scream at the denial of his\nrelease. He watched as Maria leapt from the tub and knelt beside it.\nHer left hand gripping the base of Belaal's cock, trying to stem the\nflow of cum. Her head dipped down and she took the tip of his cock\nbetween her lips and instantly released the base of his cock as she\nsucked with all her might. Belaal let out another loud yell. \"Fuck\nyes!\"He\nfelt his seed pour into Maria's mouth and pool around the tip of his\ncock, unable to find a path through the seal her lips were forming.\nHis cock pulsed time and time again, each pulse forcing a little more\ncum into her mouth as she hummed in pleasure. After a few more\npulses, he had nothing left to give the cum-hungry woman and he held\nhis hips in place, enjoying the warmth of Maria's lips as she slowly\nlet his cock slide from between her lips.As\nsoon as the tip of his dick slipped free of her lips, she moved a\nhand under her mouth to catch the few strands of cum that had trailed\ndown her lips. Maria sat back and closed her eyes, rolling the warm\ncum around on her tongue before finally swallowing.With\na satisfied look on her face, she brought her hand to her lips and\nslowly licked the few strands of cum from her fingers, enjoying the\ntaste to the last.Maria\nstood and leaned over to kiss Belaal on the cheek. \"You will do\nwell here, my lord.\" She moved closer to his ear and whispered,\n\"Thank you.\"Without\nanother word, she gathered her clothing, moved to the door, and\ndisappeared through it before locking it behind her.Belaal\nwas left in the dim light, breathing heavily and feeling incredibly\nconfused. After a few minutes of recovering, he finished his bath\nalone and then donned the simple quilted clothing that had been left\nfor him.The\nsky was clear as he stared out the window, still incredibly confused.\nWithout talking to Maria again, he would not find any answers. So, he\ndecided to simply fall asleep.He laid down on the bed and closed his eyes with a slight smile. The\nlast image in his mind before sleep finally took him, was the image\nof Maria's lips, sealed around his cock as he pumped his cum into her\nmouth, and he only wished that he had been able to give her more."}