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Date Posted: 10:04:15 12/18/01 Tue
Author: Marz
Subject: We could use some HELP in here!
In reply to: Tristan 's message, "Too hot to handle" on 01:28:19 12/18/01 Tue

The hot water felt good against the sore muscles Marz had from combat earlier in the day. It also seemed to draw the toxins from his body, slowly returning him to sobriety. Because he healed quickly, the gashes he received on his torso from vulture and dragon claws were nearly gone. A sense of contentment, coupled with rising desire filled him as he stood in a shallow area of water, sharing a passionate kiss with Tristan. Life was pretty damn good at the moment, and it got even better when a bevy of beautiful women joined them.

Marz would have enjoyed spending more private time with Tristan, but he wasn't about to pass up the opportunity of a lifetime that presented itself. It wasn't every day that a man got besieged by a group of lovely ladies, who were willing to satisfy his needs! When Corum finally arrived he asked the woman, who was presently in his arms, if some of her friends could assist the skull-staff wielder in getting undressed. Four of the voluptuous vixens rushed off to aid Corum, bringing a grin to Marz's face. It was about time his friend got some hands on experience with someone other than Yorik!

All thoughts of friends and lovers fled his mind when the four women that surrounded him began to touch him in all the right places. One woman kissed him with such fiery passion he swore his temperature rose a couple of degrees! Soft hands roamed along his body, followed by hungry mouths that nipped at his skin. A few of the bites were a little rough, but that only intensified his arousal.

"Ow!" he heard Tristan cry out. Marz pulled away from the girl he was kissing to glance at the dragon. Before he got a good look at what was going on with him, long, feminine fingers entwined in his hair and an eager mouth engulfed his once again. He moaned softly when a pair of hands ran up his thighs, teasing him shamelessly.

Vaguely, he heard Tristan muttering and wondered why the hell he couldn't just shut up and enjoy himself for a change. He went back to focusing on the wonderful sensations he was experiencing until he heard his name called out. It took a lot of will power to pull his thoughts away from the women that surrounded him, yet somehow he managed to do so.

At first he was a little angry with Tristan for interrupting his bliss, but that anger turned to concern when he saw the water in the center of the stream bubbling rapidly. One of the vixens tried to regain his attention by caressing him in a strategic place. Marz sucked in a breath then pushed her hand away when he saw Tristan struggling with something. The women that had been around the dragon were now with the group that circled Corum.

"No worry," a green-eyed beauty told him. She nodded toward Tristan then smiled. "Monster eat him. Be happy and leave us alone."

Marz stared at her for a moment then shifted his eyes to something big and black that was rising from the depths of water a few yards away. "Get the rake out of there, Tris!" he shouted when he realized the dragon was pretty close to the thing.

A wave of panic washed over him when his lover announced that his wrist was locked within an iron cuff beneath the surface. Reacting quickly, Marz shoved the women away from him and scrambled out of the water.

"NO! NO!" they screamed. "You must let it eat him, then there be no danger to rest of us!"

"Raking bitches," Marz muttered, while retrieving his and Tristan's sword along with a set of lock picks that he wasn't very proficient with. Angrily, he pushed dripping wet hair from his eyes then snatched Yorik, tossing it to Corum who looked a bit dazed about what was happening. All the enticing women that had been plying him with kisses a moment before where now huddled together at the far end of the stream.

Marz jumped back into the water, reaching Tristan just as a long, black tentacle snaked toward him. The ex-gang leader sliced through the damn thing with his sword, and was nearly deafened by the ungodly scream of agony that came from the monster that was still in the process of rising from the water.

Although it resembled a giant octopus, but Marz wasn't about to waste time trying to figure out what it was exactly. "Hold it off as best as you can," he told Tristan after handing him his sword. He held his own blade between his knees as he squatted down and began to fumble with the lock on the iron cuff around the dragon's wrist.

Marz looked up when all the women in the cave began screaming. His head snapped around, his eyes going wide at the approximately fifteen foot tall monstrosity that now stood before them. A number of tentacles extended from a huge, black bulbous body that had one red eye set into the center of it. Marz dropped the lock picks when a tentacle wrapped around his ankle, pulling him off his feet.

Before his head went under the water he heard Corum's customary war cry: "It's clobbering time!"

Marz managed to grab his sword, immediately cutting through the tentacle that held him. The creature bellowed in pain again, revealing a mouth filled with sharp teeth beneath its single eye. While he was under the water, Marz tugged at the chain that held Tristan but it wouldn't budge! He surfaced and drew in a deep breath then was immediately dragged into deeper water by a tentacle that wrapped around his waist. As he went to stab at the tentacle that held him, it tightened considerably. Pain lanced through him when he felt one of his ribs snap, making him hesitate. The momentary pause cost him because it gave the creature enough time to wrap another tentacle around his arm. The weapon dropped from his hand when the vise like grip broke his wrist.

The ex-gang leader could hear Tristan and Corum battling the beast above the water while the women continued to scream. Hopefully, the noise would reach their companions that sat around the campfire, because they could use all the help they could get at the moment. Marz struggled to free himself from the tentacles that were wrapped around him so that he would get to the surface. Another rib snapped but that didn't bother him as much as the pain in his lungs did. They seemed almost ready to burst from lack of oxygen!

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