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Posted by knobarius on August 12, 2009, 5:42:58
I'll try to post this properly shortly.... K
The Ridge
A Tale of Silenced Sentries
by
Charlie Zero Six and Knobarius
Almost nude, young Hunda kept her head low as she crept barefoot through the trees, careful to make no noise. Her marvelous body was clad only in a dark green loin cloth that bared her sleep hips, its flaps run through a thin leather belt that bore her scabbarded dagger. A thin rawhide cord was looped around her neck; suspended from the cord and between her naked breasts was a metal vial. Hunda’s short blond hair stood out against the shadow of the forest in the early morning light. Though barely eighteen years of age, she had already seen life as pleasure-slave, arena fighter, thief, assassin, and mercenary warrior, and had slain many foes both male and female.
Keeping close to her friend and partner, as she had since both girls had left camp earlier the night before, was Vara, another young yet experienced mercenary. The Kushite beauty , with dark skin and short close-cropped hair, was dressed identically to her longtime friend -- save for the black hue of her loincloth, and the oiled leather cord secured to her belt -- and she kept her tall frame low as she surveyed their surroundings amidst the large trees and brush. She could see an opening ahead, leading to the dirt path they desired. Vara knew Hunda had seen it as well, as she saw her blonde companion crouching lower to the ground, preparing to leave the cover of the forest to have a look around. They had to be careful; the path led not only to their destination, but also to an enemy camp a few miles away. Hunda and Vara had already managed to penetrate through the thick woods to get behind the line of enemy sentries, whom they planned to strike from the rear. But as skilled as the two girls were, they could not handle a large number of enemy warriors out in the open -- at least not armed only with daggers and Vara’s cherished strangling cord.
Motioning to the Negress to stop and to keep an eye to their rear, the blonde girl moved up to the end of the tree line and peered up the path in the direction of the enemy’s outpost line. She spotted two young female sentries heading their way. It was about time for a shift change in the guard, Hunda noted. Both girls were lightly armored, with a pair of small bronze breast plates that displayed ample cleavage, rows of thick, bronze-studded leather strips descending from their belts to protect their groins and rears while leaving the thighs bear, and leather sandals strapped onto shapely feet. Their heads were covered by bronze helmets with nose guards. Each girl held a spear carelessly in her hand as they sauntered down the path, unaware of Hunda’s predatory blue eyes watching them from the tree line. She smiled to herself, seeing that one sentry was white like her, the other black like Vara. They were perfect! Hunda gestured Vara to her side and silently pointed at the approaching girls in armor. Vara only nodded and smiled, showing her white teeth as both mercenaries ducked back into the tree line.
As the two sentries continued to make their way back from the ridge after being relieved by their comrades they unknowingly passed Hunda and Vara’s hiding spot. The two young mercenaries waited for just for the right moment, then dashed from their hiding spots and behind the two sentries with daggers in hand, Hunda taking the white sentry and Vara the black. The two sentries had time only for a gasp of surprise as each found a strong left hand clamped over her open mouth to stifle any attempt to sound an alarm. Eyes wide, both dropped their spears and grabbed at their attacker’s left arms with both hands, but this motion only allowed their stronger attackers drive their daggers home into each guard’s unprotected left armpit. With muffled efforts to cry out, each sentry died quietly on her feet, eyelids fluttering and then drooping sleepily, only a defeated moan escaping her lips as she and her comrade went utterly limp in the mercenaries’ arms.
Vara looked over at Hunda and her limp victim and grinned, removing her dagger from her own sentry girl’s body. Hunda nodded, and both girls seized their victims under the arms and dragged their corpses towards the tree line and the cover of the forest. The dead sentries’ bare arms dangled, their heads lolling onto their buxom chests, their legs slightly parted with their toes canted outwards and sandaled heels making a trail in the dirt as their lifeless bodies were dragged quickly into the woods.
“That was too easy my friend,” Vara declared in a breathy whisper, lowering her dead sentry’s body gently to the forest floor. She wiped her slim-bladed dagger on a nearby fern.
Hunda did the same, laying her own victim down next to Vara’s. She knelt over the body and carefully undid the chin strap of the dead girl’s helmet before pulling on its red-dyed horsehair crest. The girl was beautiful, with shoulder-length brown hair that bloomed out when Hunda removed the helmet. “Huh! These two dead sweeties look like fresh recruits!” Hunda observed, grabbing hold of the dead sentry’s chin and examining her face. The teenage girl looked up at Hunda dully with half-closed brown eyes and jaw slack in death. Hunda closed her eyes, gently.
Vara removed her own sentry’s helmet, revealing the girl’s close cropped black hair and a lovely brown face with dark eyes half open in a sleepy death stare, sensuous dark lips parted to show her ivory teeth and pink mouth.. “Pity… but they had to be silenced,” she said softly, closing the dead girl’s eyes with thumb and forefinger. She caressed the girl’s cheek and ran her finger across her victim’s thick, parted lips before putting the helmet over her own short hair as prelude to what was to come. “Sleep tight, honey. We’ve hushed those sweet lips of yours.”
“Let’s get these whores naked before the third sentry comes,” Hunda suggested as she removed the bronze plates from the brown-haired sentry’s luscious breasts and stripped the leather strips off her loins, revealing the dead guard’s womanhood. The sandals came off next, The dead girl flopped around like a beached fish, limp and open-mouthed, as Hunda stripped her. Soon she was completely naked and lying on her back next to her similarly naked comrade, whom Vara had taken care off and whose large breasts and hard dark nipples she fondled before donning the dead black girl’s armor. Both mercenaries stood over their naked foes with one bare foot on a cooling body, as each adjusted her newly acquired armor and checked her partner’s appearance. It might prove important to be able to pass for the dead sentries, at least long enough to approach and “silence” other guards, and to kill the young men tending the enemy’s horses.
Vara, now completely clad in the armor she had stripped from the dead Negress, kept watch on the path for the third sentry, spear in hand, while Hunda, similarly clad, crouched over the two naked bodies, fondling their impressive bare breasts. The dead sentry girls lay shoulder to naked shoulder, their eyes shut and faces relaxed as though in deep slumber. Hunda leaned over and kissed both sentries on their parted lips before moving the body of the Negress so that she lay snug against her white partner, her dark cheek resting sweetly on her comrade’s pale breast. ”Farewell, sisters. I’ll come back for you later.” Hunda gathered some oversized ferns and neatly hid the two stripped bodies, taking careful note of their location before using the last of the ferns to cover the dead girls’ naked feet.
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