Eilwy's hands moved in a rapid arc and she made a strange sounding noise. The vines heading her way immediately withered and fell to the leafy ground.
Eilwy turned on the nymphs, sending a stream of deadly ice shards flying at them. They vanished immediately into the trees and the spell disapated harmlessly.
Eilwy staggered slightly, exhausted, feeling dirty and sore.
*keep it together! They're still out there!*
She stood still, listening, making no attempt to cover her nudity. The forest breeze was cool on her damp skin and the slick wetness between her aching legs.
It was deathly quiet apart from the troll's hoarse breathing. He seemed unconcious. His cock still glistened with Eilwy's juices.
A young girl's voice from the forest. "You can leave. We only really want the troll. He rapes our kind. We've been tracking him for days. We're going to punish him. He won't do it again after that!"
There was a giggle further in. "He certainly won't, the mean old troll!"
Eilwy realised with frustration that she couldn't pinpoint them by their voices. How she longed to get her hands on the two nymphs who had just sat back and laughed as the troll had forced itself on her!
"I want the troll myself," she said. "I want payback for what he did to me! And I want my stuff back." Her magic bag contained her spare clothes, and there was no way she was going to wander round the forest naked.
"Payback! You enjoyed what he did to you!" One of the nymphs laughed. "We heard your moaning a mile away!"
Somewhere else in the forest, the other nymph gave an impression of Eilwy's moaning. "Oo! Oo! Oo! Get off me! You're so big! And I'm sooo small and soooo tight! Oo!"
Eilwy's face flushed with shame and anger. "Show yourselves and say that!"
"ha ha! We're keeping your stuff and the troll!" One of the voices taunted.
An acorn flew out of the forest and hit Eilwy on the head. A small hail of acorns briefly followed, and she held up her arm to shield her face. Goddam nymphs!
Eilwy shot more ice darts into the forest, cutting through leaves and branches.
"Return my bag, and leave now!!" Eilwy said, defiantly. "Or you'll be getting a taste of the troll's cock yourselves!" |