A SPARTAN'S WAR

THE WASTES

Dysea's eyes were half closed in passion, her breath coming in long slow gasps, her chest rising and falling as she tried to regain control of her racing heart. She could feel Tarifa's soft lips slowly kissing their way back up her supple body, her hands roaming gently over her still painfully erect nipples. What she had just experienced was unlike anything she had ever felt. Unlike Tarifa, Dysea had never been captured and raped by Alliance troops; she was far too skilled a warrior for that to happen. And while Tarifa had allowed more than a handful of male elves to take her to bed, Dysea had had only three lovers in her lifetime. None of the male elves who had shared her bed did so more than once, and Dysea had forgotten them within a week. She was sexually very inexperienced, and until this day had never even entertained the thought of allowing a man, let alone a woman to do what Tarifa had just done to her.

Tarifa was just as overwhelmed as her lover. She had been able to pull her own fatigues off before her own passion had soaked her pants, and now she was just as naked as Dysea was before her. She took her time trailing small kisses back up the firm stomach of the Queen of the Wood Elves, allowing her hands to roam over Dysea's beautiful tits while she softly kissed and licked her satiny skin. She was attempting to compile her thoughts about what had just happen, and allowing her own body to cool her passions. With Martin being the lone exception, Tarifa had never willingly given pleasure orally to another person. With Martin, she had desired to suck his huge cock almost more than she could stand, and he had rewarded her with his delicious tasting cum. Dysea had produced the same effect in Tarifa, the desire to please her partner with her mouth, and Dysea had also rewarded her with her sweet tasting cum.

That she had so willingly and happily lapped away at another woman's cunt surprised Tarifa, but she had cum as well while drinking Dysea's delicious juices, and no one had to touch her for that to happen. Tarifa spent several moments swirling her tongue around Dysea's hard nipples, drawing soft gasps from her. Slowly, with an almost embarrassed look on her face, she pressed her naked body against Dysea's warm flesh and looked into her beautiful face.

"Dy… Dysea… I… I'm sorry." Tarifa spoke unable to meet her eyes. "I… I don't know what came over me. I've… I've never done that before."

Dysea looked at Tarifa's flawless face, her eyes heavy in the aftermath of her crushing orgasm. She reached up slowly and let her fingers caress Tarifa's moist lips, noticing that her juices glistened on her lips and a small portion of her cheeks.

"You… you have never done that before?" Dysea asked more than a little shocked.

Tarifa shook her head slowly, "Never."

"Then… then how…"

"It… it just seemed like the right thing to do." Tarifa told her, finally looking into her beautiful eyes. Dysea's emerald orbs were very bright and alive. "It is… it is what Martin does to me."

Dysea's eyes opened a little wider. "Martin… Martin pleasures you like that?" She asked astonished.

Tarifa nodded with a smile, inching her supple body further up Dysea's lush figure until their breasts were pressed together. "He is the only one to have ever kissed me too. Well… that number now includes you. He is very good at it." She said wistfully. "Much better than I am."

"Better?" Dysea asked stunned. The orgasm that Tarifa had produced from her was enough to leave her seeing stars and Tarifa was now telling her Martin was better.

Tarifa's embarrassment was rapidly leaving her as she reached out and ran her finger across Dysea's soft lower lip. "Oh yes, much better. You taste wonderful by the way." She leaned over quickly and pressed her lips to Dysea's in a heated kiss, her heart singing when Dysea quickly responded with no hesitation.

Dysea returned Tarifa's kiss without pause, and she could taste herself on Tarifa's lips and tongue. It caused her body to become even more aroused, and she surrendered to the feelings that this beautiful woman was causing in her. Her arms went around Tarifa's back, pulling her closer and feeling her breasts press harder against her own. Like Tarifa, Dysea had never been kissed before, and Tarifa's kisses were igniting parts of her body and mind that Dysea had never known existed.

Tarifa pulled their lips apart almost reluctantly and stared into her lover's now fiery green eyes. "I… I have something that belongs to you." Tarifa spoke softly, smiling at her.

Dysea's eyes filled with confusion. "What… what do you mean?" She asked. Dysea stared into Tarifa's bright eyes at her words and she felt all her passions, all her desires come forth. If someone had told her a few short weeks ago that she would be lying on the ground with the glorious and naked body of the Queen of the High Elves spread across her equally nude form, Dysea would have cut their tongue out on the spot.

Dysea's eyes went wide and her head turned to see Martin's head drop to her abdomen and his tongue extended to lick her stomach and tickle the emerald navel piercing she had. His arms held his powerful upper body away from her, his lower body between her naked legs, and then she felt his massive cock drag across her diamond ringed pierced clit and Dysea's body arched off the blanket as she howled in the explosive orgasm.

Dysea's hands went to his shoulders as his lips descended to her right nipple and she screamed as every thick pulsing inch of his huge cock dragged across her engorged clit and sent massive shudders through her body as she was rocked by a stream of almost violent orgasms. The piercing of her clit had been done at her mother's suggestion to try and increase her sexual pleasure. Her mother had conducted the procedure, and even though she had taken two of her three lovers after the procedure, it had never lived up to what her mother said it could be.

That was until this very moment.

Her eyes were frozen wide open as she felt Tarifa engulf her left nipple into her warm mouth and suck hard. Dysea grabbed Martin's head in her hands as he dragged his throbbing cock back down across her clit, her juices thoroughly soaking his thick shaft and the blanket beneath her. Her head tossed back and forth, her pierced clit sending streaks of pleasure slicing through every part of her body. When she no longer felt his cock touching her spasming pussy, her eyes went to his face and saw that his fangs were fully extended and his eyes had changed to yellow orbs within a black outline. He looked down on her, his strong hands holding her hips, her chest heaving in orgasmic bliss as Tarifa continued to suckle at her breasts. She watched him lean over, Tarifa moving out of the way and he stretched his body out atop hers. He held himself above her, his face inches from her and he lowered his lips to hers and kissed her. Dysea's wide eyes closed slowly in euphoric bliss as Martin kissed her more intensely than even Tarifa had. His tongue danced with hers in a sensuous tango within their mouths, her arms wrapping around his shoulders. She felt another orgasm building within her just from his kiss and she whimpered into his mouth as it hit her, her fingers digging into his skin.

Martin kissed her deeply until the orgasm had past, and then he broke their kiss, his tongue playfully teasing her upper lip as he looked at her beautiful face. He waited for her eyes to open slowly and then he reached forward and brushed some of her platinum hair from her eyes.

"I… I will stop now!" He gasped between clenched teeth. "I will… I will stop if you are not certain Dysea."

Dysea was astonished at his words. He had just triggered two orgasms more powerful than the one Tarifa had given her, and that was simply by dragging his enormous cock across her drenched pussy and giving her a toe curling kiss. She glanced between their bodies and saw his thick cock poised at the entrance of her dripping cunt. She was more excited at this very moment than she had ever been in her life, her pussy literally drooling with her cum. She had never seen a cock that was so large and thick, and she wondered briefly if he would even be able to get it all inside her. She looked back to his face, her emerald eyes ablaze with passion and need. Tarifa had awakened within her feelings and sensations she had never thought possible, and hearing Martin tell her he would stop if she was not certain only confirmed what her heart was already telling her.

Dysea glanced at Tarifa who was stretched out alongside them, her hands lazily stroking Dysea's shoulder and arm. Her sapphire eyes were bright with desire and affection, her lips moist and pouty.

Dysea turned back to Martin and nodded her head, her hands dropping to his powerful biceps as he lifted his body off her and grasped her hips tighter. She gasped when the large head pressed against her pussy lips and her mouth opened in surprise and delight when she felt him pull her closer and sink nearly half his throbbing cock inside her and stop. Dysea's nails dug into his arms as she felt every thick pulsing vein stretch her pussy beyond anything she had ever experienced. Martin had only half his huge shaft inside her, and already it was more than any of the lovers she had taken in the past.

"By… by the gods," She gasped in between shallow breaths. "It… it is so… so big!"

Tarifa smiled and leaned close to her face, allowing her tongue to run across Dysea's cheek. "He's amazing… isn't he?" She whispered in Dysea's ear, the tip of her tongue playfully flicking at the edge of Dysea's elf ears. "And he is all yours now Dysea. Though… I do hope you will share from time to time."

Dysea's wide eyes looked at her newfound lover's beautiful face and she turned her head wanting nothing more than to share a kiss with Tarifa. Martin didn't give her the chance. Dysea's body once more arched off the blanket and she screamed in glorious rapture as Martin slid the last six inches of his huge throbbing cock into her exceptionally tight pussy and sent Dysea over the edge of the abyss when she felt his extremely hot and cum filled balls nestled against her upturned ass cheeks. When she felt Tarifa lower her head slowly and engulf her maddeningly hard nipple within the grasp of her soft warm lips, Dysea erupted in the most will crushing and indescribable orgasm of her young life.

Martin leaned forward, the muscles in his neck and shoulders straining in exertion as he held himself still completely buried within Dysea's wonderfully tight and hot pussy. Pleasure seethed through his veins on a staggering level, unlike anything he had yet experienced with the exception of once. Dysea's legs were locked around his hips, her nails drawing blood from his skin as she withered beneath him in the grips of a powerful orgasm. Martin could feel her juices exploding from her, coating his buried cock and leaking out the sides of her stuffed pussy down their lower abdomens. He lowered his head next to Tarifa's and took Dysea's other nipple within his lips and sucked hard, gently biting the nipple with his extended fangs. He felt her body shudder in another intense orgasm; her head thrust back, her eyes tightly shut and the muscles in her neck straining. It was far too much for him to endure. Her pussy clamped down on his massive cock in the same fashion that Tarifa's cunt did, milking his throbbing pole with her velvet like heat. Martin's head came up and he growled in release as his cock expanded within the grip of her clutching pussy and he erupted within her depths.

Dysea's eyes nearly exploded from her head and she screamed out her pleasure as she felt Martin's cock grow even larger within her and explode. His massive cock was reaching into her womb, further than she thought possible, and the pleasure that was ripping through her was nothing like she could have possibly imagined. When she felt the first powerful blast of his cum inside her she did the only thing she could think of and she let go, allowing the incredible and staggering sensations to envelope her completely. She cried out in surprise and joy when his arms slid under her waist, pulling her tightly against his hard body and he rolled over quickly causing her to sink even further onto his erupting cock. Her hands went to his powerful abdomen and she held on for dear life as his erupting cock unleashed even more cum into her belly. Her eyes sprang open when she heard Tarifa squeal, and she watched in passionate awe as Tarifa lowered her dripping pussy over Martin's face. In her passion clouded mind, Dysea could only gaze at the woman who had triggered this release of emotions within her. She watched as Tarifa braced herself with her hands on Martin's chest and she thrust her hips down hard on Martin's face. The blissful look on Tarifa's face told Dysea that she was cumming and cumming hard. She could see Martin's tongue lapping away at Tarifa's pussy, the thin line of black hair above her clit soaked in Martin's salvia and her own juices.

Dysea acted without thinking and reached for Tarifa, taking her head in her hands. Tarifa's eyes opened wide as Martin's finger slipped into her virgin ass once again and she could not hold back anymore. She opened her mouth to scream out her pleasure but found Dysea's warm delicious tasting tongue plunging down her throat for a soul stealing kiss. Tarifa shuddered in another explosive orgasm, her juices pouring out of her and into Martin's talented mouth. Her eyes slowly closed in blissful release as Martin's tongue once more brought her up to and over the edge. As she returned Dysea's kiss with equal passion and feeling, she smiled inwardly knowing what Dysea was about to experience.

Dysea was lost now, immersed in passion and pleasure beyond her imagination. In the back of her mind she was thinking it could not get any better than this. That was until she felt Martin's thick pulsing cock expand within her again. He was even deeper within her now that she was on top of him, and her pussy held him in such a tight grasp that she felt his cum boil up through his entire length, the veins in his cock pressing against the walls of her cunt. She felt Tarifa break their kiss quickly and then her body lifted off Martin's face, allowing him to roll over suddenly, clutching Dysea to him possessively and as he pinned her to the soft ground under them, he slammed into her one final time.

Dysea felt Martin explode within her like a volcano, his hot cum filling her belly once more. Her hands went to her flat abdomen in stunned shock as she felt his cum warm her, and her body responded in kind. The muscles in her body strained almost painfully as her own orgasm ripped through her, stealing away her ability to even scream out her joy. She wrapped her arms around his massive shoulders, Martin's face burying into the hollow of her throat, Dysea reaching for anything to hold onto as her eyes rolled into the back of her head. Martin pulled her tighter to him, crushing her against his body and to Dysea it was the most wonderful thing he had yet done. As these thoughts flashed through her mind, the red haired human female flashed through her vision as well and then she lost her conscious self to the pleasures she was experiencing.

MOUNTAIN CITY

Tareif moved to one of the last heavy mortar positions on the north side of the city and saw his men struggling to align the mortar into its final firing position. He looked up and saw the gaping hole in the tree branches above the position and asked himself if this was really going to work. The genome Hunter had seemed so certain that it would, and as much as Tareif found himself not liking the man, he quietly prayed that his military tactics were sound.

The mortar officer looked up form his computer panel. "We are ready War Master!" He announced.

Tareif turned to the young elf behind him with the large radio on his back. There had not been time for the genomes to distribute the communications implants for his mortar crews and he was going to have to talk with them the old fashion way.

"Inform all crews I want the first barrage to contain a mixture of White Phosphorous and High Explosive!" Tareif ordered.

The young elf began speaking rapidly into the radio hand set as Tareif's ear implant cackled to life.

"War Master our snipers are getting into position." Kenneth's voice sounded.

"Tell me what they see!" Tareif barked.

"Sniper lead, switch to channel nineteen and give us a god's view," Kenneth spoke.

Tareif heard some small static and another voice joined the channel. "We're in position two point six miles east of the mercenaries. We have nice elevation and a clear field of fire. It looks like they are preparing to fire a battery of 105mm pieces of the towed type." The female voice reported. "Check that! They're firing!"

Tareif looked up at the booming sound and within seconds twelve explosions tore up the ground a hundred meters in front of the main defensive wall. Trees were blown into deadly splinters and slashed through the air, slamming into the concrete and wood wall.

"They do not have us ranged yet!" Tareif yelled, not realizing that with his lip mic he didn't need to shout. "They must have spotters! Find them!"

"Sweeping," The sniper leader spoke calmly.

"Got them," Another voice announced a moment later. "Two FOs, two klicks forward of the battery using long eyes to walk the rounds in."

"Kill them!" Tareif snapped.

"Roger! Stand by!"

The elf spotter glanced at the male genome who stared down the huge telescopic sight on top of the 20mm sniper rifle. His head was injured, dried blood staining the side of his face and neck, but it was slowly healing.

"The range is two point nine miles." He said. "Can you hit them from here?"

The genome grinned savagely. "They're already dead." He growled.

The elf brought the binoculars back to his eyes and focused on the two spotters that were watching the defensive wall of Mountain City from behind the thick tree. He flinched when the 20mm rifle next to him exploded once and his eyes grew wide when the spotter on the right of the tree pitched forward brutally, a fine red mist spraying all over his partner announcing his head being blown apart. There was a three second pause as the second spotter began to turn and look for an enemy. The second explosion next to him did not cause him to flinch and he saw the 20mm sniper round punch into the chest of the remaining spotter, lifting his body completely in the air and tossing him violently against the tree he was using for cover.

"Targets eliminated." The sniper spoke calmly. He turned to look at the elf next to him and saw the male elf grinning madly.

"Perhaps you will teach me to use this weapon." He asked.

The genome grinned as well. "It's always nice to meet someone who appreciates an art form." He said.

Tareif heard the sniper confirm the killing of the spotters and then the female voice came onto the channel once more.

"Sniper Lead to War Master Tareif, give me the green light sir, and I'll start taking down targets of opportunity starting with obvious officers. We can make them regret they ever set foot in this part of the woods!"

"Permission granted!" Tareif told her with a smile on his lips.

"War Master, all mortar crews are ready to fire!" The young elf radio operator announced.

"Fire!" Tareif yelled without hesitation.

The mercenary commander stood next to his armored command vehicle listening to his artillery officer scream into his radio. He looked at his commander.

"Spotters aren't responding!" He yelled.

The commander looked skyward when he heard at least thirty low booms. He knew that sound well and stepped away from his vehicle. "They're firing mortars!" He yelled.

"That's impossible!" The artillery officer spoke. "They can't cover this part of the valley from their city!"

The first explosion proved how wrong he was. The 120mm mortar landed only ten meters from where he stood behind the first gun in his battery and his body disappeared in the blink of an eye as the High Explosive round shredded his body and everything within its fifty meter kill radius into tiny pieces, including the gun he was closest to and the entire crew.

The mercenary commander could only stand in horror as nearly all thirty mortar rounds landed with unerring accuracy and immolated his entire battery of artillery. Almost before the last explosions shredded what remained of his guns, another series of low booms filled the sky. The commander's eyes went wide in terror as he saw his men stretched out before him, their eyes filled with uncertainty and fear as they looked at what remained of their artillery battalion. They had never been fired upon by heavy guns, and the booming explosions and screams of the dying had frozen most of them in their spots.

And that is where they died.

Tareif turned his head when he heard the loud crack from far above his head announcing that the Raptor on that corner of the high platforms had found a target for its sabot cannon and fired.

"Pour it on!" The voice of the sniper came through his ear piece. "You elf bastards are awesome with those mortars! Drop fifty and fire for effect! You're tearing them a new asshole!"

Tareif grinned in spite of himself. He knew the derogatory term towards his mortar teams was meant as a compliment and he took it as such. He turned to his radio operator.

"Drop fifty and fire for effect!" He barked. "All crews! Alternate WP and HE rounds! Prepare the Dragoons for a counter attack! I want prisoners!"

The radio operator smiled as he lifted the hand set.