Red Sonja in Hells Chapter 8 - Round Table Hell By DeannaTroi This is a work of fiction. It contains adult material of a sexual nature and should not be read by anyone under the age of 18. All characters depicted in sexual situations are 18 or older. There is a rumour that Red Sonja belongs to Marvel, but I wouldn't believe it if I were you. She sure as hell doesn't!!! You can send all feedback to: troi@hotmail.com Author's Note The original version of this chapter, written 17 years ago, featured an awful lot of "chicks with dicks". It was a faze or a fetish I was going through at the time and one I still have to be honest. On the other hand, I know that it is not something everyone enjoys. As a result, I rewrote the story to totally eliminate that fetish. It more or less follows the same storyline with some necessary changes to accomodate the anatomical changes. For those who do prefer their dick girls, the original with a lot of the typos fixed up can be found immediately after the new version. Hey, you can always tell me which version you prefer. I promise not to tell anyone or judge you for your choice! As Red Sonja fell through the spinning vortex of the gate between hells, she heard the genie's's voice echoing after her. "Oh Red, I forgot, the magician's name is Merlin. If Merlin can't help you learn about those magic jewels then no one can!" Sonja came through the gate and landed on her feet, crouched with her sword drawn. She was standing on some type of platform that hung in the middle of a black void. There was nothing to be seen to eternity in any direction. A few seconds later a cloaked figure appeared in front of her. "Taurus?" asked Sonja hesitantly. "You were expecting someone else slut?" asked Taurus and despite not being able to see any of his features, Sonja was sure the sorcerer was ogling her tits and had a leer on his face. That was the kind of smarmy voice it was. "No, of course not," replied Sonja cooly as she sheathed her sword. "I was just not expecting to see you again until I had finished the quest. I have six of the jewels and there are only four more to go." "Yes, you are over halfway done and it has been quite enjoyable watching you get your brains fucked out by anything that has a cock and moves, " sneered Taurus. "Indeed, you seem to have truly acquired a taste for pussy as well and have become extremely adept at pleasuring women." "What do you want Taurus?" asked Red Sonja. "I am sure you didn't stop by to comment on my increasing sexual prowess." "No, I didn't just drop by for a chat. There have been a couple of gaps in my viewing pleasure. I suspect that some of my business competitors have tried to sway you to their side." When Sonja started to reply, Taurus held up one hand in admonition. "I would not lie if I were you. I can just leave you stranded here in Limbo for eternity if I choose." "That wouldn't get you the other four jewels," replied Sonja trying to stay at least outwardly calm. "But, yes I have been contacted by some of your rivals. Of course I lied to them and promised them the jewels, but I had to in order to keep going on the quest. Don't worry Taurus when I am done, you will most assuredly get what is due to you." "Don't play games with me bitch," snorted Taurus. "Who contacted you? Tell me their names." "One called himself Aries," said Sonja. "He didn't seem as interested in getting the jewels as in stopping you from getting them. The other two said their name was Gemini." "Gemini?" scoffed Taurus. "Those bitches? I bet they fucked you good before they let you go. Did you enjoy their big she cocks slut?" "Yeah I did," countered Red Sonja, trying to get under the wizard's skin a little. "Jealous?" "Not likely," replied Taurus. "Rest assured my big boobed slut that I will give you a fucking you won't soon forget when this is over. They don't call me Taurus for nothing. I will shove my cock up your pussy so far it will come out your mouth!" "Well I hope you are not kissing me at the time or you will have to blow yourself," snorted Sonja. "Bah, I am not going to stand here and bandy insults with the likes of you," snarled Taurus. "Just remember that i am watching you. If you try and double cross me, your life and that of your lesbian lover Killia are forfeit." With that, Taurus made a gesture and once again Red Sonja found herself whirling through the vortex. When Sonja landed this time, it was on a grassy field with no one in site. Towards the east, if hells had an east, was a forst not so far away and with no better goal in mind, Red Sonja started towards it. When she was halfway to the forest edge, Sonja saw three figures on horses ride out of the trees heading towards her. They were dressed in a type of heavy armour she had never seen before. It might provide good protection but it sure looked bulky and unwieldy. Since the three riders had apparently seen her and were heading for her, she stopped to let them approach. "Halt, who art thou and where do you go? Be you friend of the king and Queen or of that bitch Morgan Le Fey?" asked the lead rider. Surprizingly, the voice sounded female and perhaps not the smartest banana in the bunch either. Even political pollsters didn't ask such leading questions! "A friend of the king and Queen of course," replied Sonja. "Will you take me to themm? I have business to conduct with his highness." "Hah! If you were truly a friend, you would know the King is missing," replied the spokeswoman. "I think thou are a spy and we shall see how well you can spy after I have run you through with my lance!"" With that the speaker spurred her horse forward and she lowered her long lance intending to spear Sonja with it. This might have been good tactics when fighting another rider who if similarly dressed had limited dodging ability. For an agile woman like Red Sonja it was no problem to dodge the lance, grab hold of the saddle as the horse went by and vault upwards sending the rider sprawling in a heap and clash of metal on the ground. "I mean you no harm," declared Sonja to the downed rider and the other pair. "I would just like to talk to the king or the queen if he is missingabout some business and there is no need for us to fight." The other two riders glanced at each other and then spurred their horses forward to attack. Sonja sighed and rode her captured horse directly between the two attackers. As they approached, she suddenly swung down so she was clinging to the side of the horse and both lances passed harmlessly over top of her. Sonja's sword, however, smote the rider nearest to her in the chest and unseated them. Sonja swung upright in her saddle again and wheeled to face the last remaining warrior. "Take me to see your Queen and we can stop this foolish fighting," demanded Sonja. The rider hesitated and looked around at the two fallen figures who were just now struggling back to their feet. "Alright," she said. "Follow me, I will let the Queen decide what is to be done with you." Red Sonja fell in beside the knight and she led the way back into the forest and out the other side to a walled city. The female guard at the gate waved them past without much a of a look. The streets were narrow and winding, and as they rode through them,Sonja caught sight of some of the inhabitants, but all appeared to be female unless the men in this hell also wore dresses. After several minutes, they came to inner keep walls where again they were passed through by a couple of female guards. Once inside the inner gates, Sonja's guide dismounted and Sonja followed suit as female grooms came forward to take the horses. Sonja's guide removed her helmet to reveal a blue eyed, raven haired beauty with a pair of full lips that Sonja thought fairly demanded to be kissed. Sonja noticed her unconscious thought and gave a mental sigh at how much she had changed since meeting Killia and starting this quest. The brunette nodded without smiling and gestured for the redhead to follow her. In short order they came to a set of gilded doors with guards on either side. Both guards were female and their chests seemed to be just about bursting out of the light chain mail tops they were wearing. "I bring this woman to see the Queen," said Sonja's guide. "You may enter Lady Lana", said the guard on the left. The guard on the right opened the door to usher them inside what turned out to be the throne room. It was a long narrow room with a plush red carpet leading from the door, down the middle of the room to a set of raised steps. At the top of the dais, were a pair of thrones. One throne was vacant. The other throne had a gorgeous blonde sitting in it. She was clad in a long silky gown with enough gold brocade to fund a small city state and a plunging neckline that revealed an abundance of cleavage. Funny how a week ago, I would not have noticed how sexy she looks, thought Sonja as they approached the dais. When they reached the base of the steps, Lady Lana gestured for Red Sonja to remain there while she went up the stairs and whispered in the woman's ear. After a few seconds, the blonde nodded and gestured for Lana to step back behind the throne while she addressed Sonja. "Welcome to Camelot stranger. I am Queen Guinivere." "Your Majesty," said Sonja and she bowed low. As she did, she couldn't help but notice that both the Queen and Lady Lana were ogling her own redoubtable cleavage. "Lady Lana tells me that you claim to have business with me," said the Queen breaking the silence after a moment. She also says that you defeated Sir Katy and Sir Sally without much difficulty. You must indeed be a mighty warrior." "I just knocked them off their horses your majesty," replied Sonja calmly. "They didn't want to listen to me when I told them I was not looking for a fight and attacked." Queen Guinivereglanced over her shoulder at Lady Lana who smiled ruefully. "She speaks the truth my liege. I, we...are all on edge with what has been happening and we might have acted a little rashly." Queen Guiniverenodded in acceptance and turned back to Sonja. "What precisely is your business here ....", her voice trailed off to prompt the stranger for her name. "I am Red Sonja, your highness," replied Sonja. "I am on a quest and need some magical help. A genie sent me here saying that there was a wizard called Merlin who could help me." The queen grimaced. "I wish Merlin was here, but alas the wizard is being held prisoner by the Witch Morgan Le Fey. The bitch is powerful, but normally still not a match for Merlin. She has, however, allied herself with a dragon and the Black Knight, who is himself a notable wizard." "One of your warriors who attacked me said something about the king being missing," replied Sonja. "Is he being held captive by this witch as well?" "In a way," said the Queen. "Perhaps you noticed that there were no men in the streets of the city?" Sonja nodded and the queen went on. "After the witch and her allies captured Merlin in a cowardly sneak attack while he was out walking in the woods, they used a spell to make every man in the kingdom vanish." Red Sonja felt an eyebrow rising at this statement. "why did they do that? I mean I can see them doing something like that to get rid of all the warriors, so they could invade you, but you don't seem to be under attack?" "It seems to be their idea of fun, like a cat playing with a mouse before killing it," said the queen. "All the men vanished. It was not just the king and all his knights, but all the tradesmen, farmers and so on. The women of Camelot have had to take over all the jobs that men used to do. Lady Lana, Lady Katy and Lady Sally and the others have taken up the armour of their husbands and it is the same all over the kingdom." "We are all doing jobs for which we never trained," put in Lady Lana. "I am sure you can testify to how clumsy our attack on you was. The damn armour weighs more than I do and it chafes my tits something horrible." "I still don't understand then why they have not invaded you," replied a puzzled Sonja. "Oh, they are having too much fun with us at the moment," snarled Lady Lana. "They send in raiding parties to capture and rape us. They seem to think it is just so fucking hilarious when we try and fight them. It seems to turn the bastards on." "I am sure they will tire of their little game eventually," put in the queen, "and then they will just come put us out of our misery." "Their little cat and mouse game is bad, but that is not even the whole of it," growled Lady Lana. She noticed Sonja's eyebrow go up again and gave a snort. "They weren't content with making the men vanish, but the same spell increased the bust size of all the women and at the same time made us all incredibly horny. No men and with sex drives through the roof which almost makes us welcome the bastards when they come to rape us." "Maybe I can help you," suggested Sonja. "With which problem?" smirked Lady Lana and then she blushed. "Sorry, that was the damn spell talking. I haven't been able to take my eyes off your breasts since we met. I don't think any of us lady knights have ever had thoughts about another woman before, but now with our husbands gone, it is becoming almost irrisistable." "Perhaps all of them," said Sonja with a smile. "First, I could help with your training in arms. I am considereded the finest swordswoman in the world," said Sonja matter of factly, "and I know of only one man who is even close to being my equal. Second, I might be able to find a way to rescue Merlin which would benefit both you and me. Third, I am pretty sure I can help with the hornyness problem." Guinivere and Lana both gaped at the red haired woman. "We, we have husbands," stammered Guinivere. "We, we have never er you know ith another woman, or at least I haven't," said Lady Lana and she looked inquisitively at the queen. "No, I haven't either," denied the queen, "though some such thoughts have tormented me of late," she added in a nearly inaudible voice. "Well," Sonja shrugged, knowing full well what that motion did to her breasts, "we don't know if the men can be brought back, and being too horny clouds yur judgement and affects your physical abilities." Guinivere and Lana looked at each other again and then back to Sonja and her large soft looking melons. "Perhaps, perhaps she is right your highness," said Lady Lana. "It er might be our duty to do what she suggests in order to improve our efficiency." "That um seems to make good sense Lady Lana," agreed the queen. "How shall we er do this thing do you think?" Red Sonja undid the catch on her top and let it clink to the floor, exposing fully the breasts the two womenhad been ogling all this time. "Getting naked would be a good start," said Sonja as she slid down her bottom. "Um, but this is the royal throne room," protested Guinivere as her eyes drank in the luscious naked body of the warrior woman. "It seems a bit public. I mean the guards outside the door might hear us or one of the other lady knights might come in." "Let them," replied Sonja. "A little bit of public naughtyness might spice things up a bit." "I don't know," said Guinivere uncertainly, as she unconsciously licked her lips with her eyes still focussed on those slightly jiggling breasts and that wet looking pussy of the woman in front of her. There was no immediate answer from Lana, but then there was the sound of armour being dropped onto the floor and the queen looked back to see Lady Lana stripping off the heavy mail. Under it, she had just a plain cotton shift which the brunette pulled over her head to stand there naked, running her hands over her full breasts. "I think Sonja is right your majesty, getting naked would be a good first step," said Lana as she stepped down off the dais and walked over to Sonja. The queen watched as her best friend and best knight wrapped her arms around Sonja and the two large breasted women began to kiss. "Oh fuck, wait for me," gasped Guinivere and she began to strip off her royal garments with feverish speed. Lana and Sonja broke their kiss when the naked queen arrived and each wrapped an arm around her royal shoulders and drew her in for an intimate hug with all three pairs of breasts pressed tightly together. The queen kissed first Sonja and then Lana and then both of the other women looked at Sonja like pupils to a teacher. Sonja found this highly amusing as lately it seemed she had become the seasoned lesbian mentor. "Please lay down and spread your legs your majesty," said Sonja. Guinivere gulped and nodded, laying down on the soft carpet before her throne. "Just call me Gwen in private," the queen said almost shyly staring up at Sonja. The warrior woman knelt down between the spread thighs of the queen and nodded. Sonja then gestured for Lana to kneel down as well. "Why don't you suck on Gwen's tits while I eat her out?" Lana immediately fell to her knees and after only a moment's hesitation, lowered her face to one of the queen's huge breasts. After a lick across the nipple with her tongue, she took the hard erect nub into her mouth and began to suck on it. The queen emitted a loud moan of pleasure and reached up with her hands to pull the brunette's face tighter against her boob. "I think you are starting to get the hang of things," said Sonja and dived on Gwen's blonde pussy with her tongue already out and ready for battle. Like a sword plunging into an an opponents, Red Sonja drove her tongue deep into the wet recesses of Gwen's cunt and heard the queen squeal with joy. The swordswoman ran her tongue over the queen's inner walls, sometimes with long strokes and sometimes with short little laps until she could see and feel the blonde writhing and squirming under her. After a feww minutes of this, Red Sonja switched tactics and brought her fingers into the action. First one and then two replaced her tongue inside the queen while her mouth searched out and found Gwen's clit. Now sucking hard on that very sensitive little bump, Sonja began to slowly pump her fingers in and out of the queen's pussy. The red haired woman varied the speed of this too, sometimes going slower and sometimes speeding up, curling her fingers to let them stroke over the blonde's g spot. Lana was switching back and forth between Gwen's large breasts, sucking first on one nipple and then the other. She could hear the delirious moans coming from her queen and now and then stole a glance at Sonja in fascination as the red haired woman lovingly ate out her monarch. Lana was, stealing one of those glances at Sonja when Gwen arched her back, screamed something unintelligible and began to squirt her hot juices all over Sonja's face and into the woman's mouth. Her face still dripping with the queeen's honey, Red Sonja gave Lana a lustful look and pushed the dark haired womanonto her back. The swordswoman then crawled on top of Lana and kissed the other woman long and hard on the lips while grinding her breasts into Lana's own very impressive rack. Red Sonja then positioned her pussy so that it rubbed over that of the woman who lay under her and began to rock back and forth, rubbing their dripping snatches together while they continued to kiss. Recovering from her own orgasm, the queen was content to watch the other two make love for a few minutes before moving closer and running her delicate hands over Sonja's naked body. Gwen ran her hands down Sonja's back and stopped for quite a while cuppping and stroking the warrior's taut, round ass before moving down to stroke those long, muscular legs. The queen then quite literally stuck her nose into the grinding love making of Sonja and Lady Lana by positioning her face as close to the two pussies as she could get. Gwen stuck out her tongue and got in a lick here and there of an uncovered clit or a wet pussy lip which further heightened the pleasure of the other two women. When Sonja and Lana finally climaxed, much of their splattered juices ended up on the face of the queen. * * * That was the start of a long night of lovemaking that had moved to the queeen's large, soft bed and which expanded to include Lady Katy and Lady Sally. The pair had disconsolately trudged back to the castle after being unhorsed by Sonja. After Sonja had licked each of their pussies to earth shattering orgasms, they were quite willing to kiss and make-up. Katy turned out to be the one who had first attacked Sonja and the woman rather sheepishly gestured at her long red hair, perhaps a shade darker than Sonja's. "We both know it is an untrue cliche, but now and then, I tend to live up to the stereotype of the hot tempered redhead. "I know what you mean," replied Sonja, pulling her mouth off Katy's breast to talk. "I was once walking along the docks and the entire crew began to whistle and calling 'here pussy'. I am afraid I beat the entire lot of them unconscious before the cabin boy found the ship's cat under a pile of rope on the deck." "Oh you naughty girl," laughed the blonde Sally who gave the warrior's ass a slap and then went back to pushing her tongue in and out of Sonja's wet slit. In the morning, Sonja started on her second phase of helping the women. "Ok, first of all, ditch that heavy armour," instructed Sonja "You will never be as strong as most men, so you need to use speed and quickness to compensate. That stuff might be fine if both fighters are wearing it and hacking at each other with those monster broadswords on foot or deuling with lances on horseback, but pretty much uselesss in close combat." Next, Sonja led the women into the armoury and found them some light weight chain mail and smaller and lighter swords. "These were probably made for teenaged boys before they moved on to those massive broadswords, but they are perfect for women. You can parry and deflect strokes from those bigger weapons and then gut the bastard with a riposte while he is still trying to get the bloody thing back in position to take another hack at you." After several long days of instruction in swordsmanship or maybe swordswomanship by Red Sonja, Gwen and the other lady knights were becoming much more formidible fighters. While the days were grueling, the nights tended to involve a lot of erotic bonding exercises among the women. "I still miss Arthur's wonderful cock though," said Guinivere one of those nights as she swirled her tongue around Sonja's clit. "He packs a pretty big weapon? asked Sonja as she idily ran her fingers through the queen's silken blonde tresses. "Oh yes," moaned the queen, "and Excalibur is pretty big too!" * * * Satisfied with the progress of her pupils, Red Sonja decided she could leave them to practice while she embarked on the third prong of her plan and the most important, to find and rescue the magician Merlin. "Be careful Lady Sonja," admonished Lady Katy as Sonja prepared to ride out the gate. The witch is treacherous enough, but look out for the dragon and the Black Knight." "Aye," agreed," Lady Sally as she reached up to cop one last feel of Sonja's wonderful ass. "And they say that the dragon has unusual and perverted sexual desires." "Surely, you don't mean...." trailed off Sonja as she leaned down to give Lady Sally a farewell kiss on the lips. "Just be careful love, is all I am saying," said Lady Sally and then Sonja was off and spurring her horse through the gates and on her way. It was a four day ride to Morgan's castle and Red Sonja took the time to do a lot of thinking, both about how she could gain entrance to the castle and about the long term. About half a day's ride from her goal, Sonja was coming up a rise in the road that ran through a forest. She reached the top of the crest and stopped dead in her tracks gazing down at the devestation in front of her. The forest which previously had been lush and green was reduced to nothing but a few smoking stumps from the crest of the hill all the way down towards the distant castle of the witch Morgan Le Fey. If it looks like a dragon and smells like a dragon then it is probably a dragon thought Sonja with a sigh. The witch had had her pet dragon raze all the land around her castle so that anyone trying to sneak up on it would be horribly visible. Sonja doubted that nighttime would matter much if there was a dragon involved since they were rumoured to have excellent night vision. Sonja quickly tossed plans A, B and C out the window and retreated briefly to figure out if she had a plan D. Plan D came rolling along the road a short time later in the form of a grain cart driven by an old woman dressed in rags and hunched under a shawl. Bound for the castle I wager thought Sonja. The problem with razing the ground with a dragon was that it also razed all the crops and food would have to be brought in from some distance. A few minutes later, Red Sonja had purchased the grain cart, rags and the shawl for a couple of gold coins. The old woman had been quite relieved to not have to make the trip through the devastated wood to the castle with a dragon possibly looming overhead. When Red Sonja arrived at the gate of Morgan Le Fey's castle, she was admitted without challenge. Afterall, what harm could an old woman with a wagon of grain do? Red Sonja found the kitchen door where a burly cook came out and scowled at her as she cringed in front of him. "You are late you stupid old bag," said the cook crossly. The cook gave a whistle and a pair of young boys appeared. "You two unload the sacks from this wagon and put them in the cellar." No one paid any attention after that to the old woman who wandered into the castle, probably looking for the privy. Red Sonja wondered if Morgan was the dark damp dungeon type or the high tower type for keeping prisoners. Hmm, most likely the former from all accounts and so Sonja hobbled her way through the castle making her way downward until she found the dungeons. The plan was not complicated. Find' the wizard Merlin, get him out of the cells, hide him under the empty sacks in the back of the grain cart and get the hell out before anyone noticed he was gone. If Merlin was such a great wizard, he should be able to undo the spells Morgan had put on the kingdom and return Arthur and his knights who would then hopefully take care of the bad guys. The problem with plans, Sonja knew was that they often seemed so good until you went to execute them and then things generally went to hell. The door to the cells had two burly guards stationed in front of it and they did not seem threatened, only annoyed when the old woman hobbled up to them. Red Sonja peered up at the two men from under her rags. "I say sonnies, can youtell me where the ladies privy is? I seem to be lost" "Bugger off you old hag," said the guard on the left and he went to give the old woman a kick. He was rather surprized when the old woman caught his boot with her hands and roughly tossed him into his companion and knocked them both to the floor. As the men struggled to untangle themselves and rise, Sonja calmly banged their heads together and they slumped to the floor unconscious. Red Sonja picked the keys off the belt of one of the men and unlocked the door to the cells. Inside the door was a corridor and on either side were a number of cells. All of the cells were empty, save one. In that cell, a large breasted and very naked blonde was chained to the wall. "Help me," begged the woman when she caught sight of Sonja. Somehow I doubt that is Merlin, thought Sonja, which probably makes this a trap. As that thought entered her mind, the naked blonde vanished as if she had never existed Sonja spun on her heel to get out of there and found a dark haired woman and a dark skinned man standing there along with a dozen armed men. The woman was sort of dressed in a long slinky black dress that was slit up to here and cut down to there and it matched the black of the woman's hair and her eyes. The man had probably the darkest skin that Red Sonja had ever seen, so it wasn't much of a stretch to assume he was the Black Knight and that his name didn't totally originate with his evil ways. "I suggest you surrender now. You can't outfight a dozen men," sneered the woman whom Sonja assumed was probably Morgan herself. "I can't?" replied Sonja. "I mean it's not like I haven't done it before you know, so why don't we just start this dance?. "Well then I would suggest you also look behind you," said the witch with a smirk on her lips. "Oh please!," said Sonja. "That old trick? You don't expect me to fall for it do you?" Out of the corner of her eye, Sonja saw something big and dark drop soundless from the ceiling. She never got a good look at it before suddenly everything went dark. Her last thought before she faded out, that it was a real bitch when the bitch was telling the truth. When she came to, Sonja found that she was naked. Big surprize there. She was kneeling in some kind of stocks. Her arms were held up beside her head while her legs were spread by chains bound to her ankles. and her ass stuck up in the air The next thing she saw was Morgan smirking at her. "Mmm, you look delicious dearie," said the witch as she ran a soft hand gently over Sonja's cheek. "Fuck off bitch," snarled Sonja who was not in a good mood after her brilliant plan had failed so badly. "My my, what a temper we have, and such a foul mouth. Let us put that mouth to a better purpose shall we? smiled Morgan and she let her dress fall to the floor. The witch stooped to press her large creamy white breasts into Sonja's face. Each large tit was topped with a black nipple that stood out in stark contrast to the paleness of Morgan's flesh. "Suck on my tits dear," ordered the witch and Sonja felt herself being smothered in that huge cleavage. Not seeing much of an option at this point, Red Sonja let her lips part and the hard point of one breast slipped inside. "Mmmm, yes that is much better," murmered Morgan. "Do a good job and perhaps I will let you live, or at least not make your death too painful." Sonja was still sucking on the dark haired witch's nipple when she felt something warm and hard rub over her bare ass. Sonja tried to pull her head from Morgan's boobs to see what it was, though she rather suspected she already knew the answer, but the witch kept hold of her head. In any case, the stocks wouldn't let the warrior woman turn her head to see anything behind her. "Don't fret my dear," smirked Morgan. "Tis only the Black Knight about to sample your delectable body with is black sword. You don't object do you?" "Mmmmmmmmhhhh," was all Sonja could get out with her mouth so smothered by the witch's breasts. A moment later, Red Sonja felt that thick hard object push into her pussy and keep going deeper and deeper. "She has a surprizingly tight pussy for someone who has obviously done her share of whoring," said a deep gravelly voice. "Mmmmmmmhhhhh," protested Sonja at that remark, but quickly gave up trying to talk as pointless at this point and grunted softly when the Black Knight pulled his cock back and then slammed it back in as deep as he could drive it. "What a good little pet you are," cooed Morgan. "Let's try that pretty mouth of yours on something else now shall we?" Sonja , who had been able to see nothing but the witch's breasts, blinked as her vision cleared for a moment and then it was eclipsed again as the witch now pressed her dripping snatch against Sonja's face. "Eat me out dear," ordered Morgan as she ground her sopping pussy over Sonja's nose and lips. "Do it whore," demanded the Black Knight and he gave Sonja's ass a hard slap to reinforce his order. Sonja swallowed her natural rage as she gave in once more to the needs of her quest and began to lap at the wet pussy being pressed into her face. That didn't mean, however, that the warrior intended to not seek some very pointed retribution from Morgan and the Black Knight before she left this particular hell. "That's a good whore," grated the Black Knight who kept up his steady pace, pulling his cock nearly all the way out of Sonja and then shoving it all the way back inside until his balls made a whap sound as they hit Sonja's pussy lips. The witch grabbed Sonja's red locks tighter and tighter as she felt the warm tongue of the captive probing and licking the inner recesses of her pussy and driving her towards a climax. "Oh my, a very talented mouth indeed," gasped Morgan. "We should maybe reconsider our plans for her and keep her alive to service us. It would be a shame to lose someone who licks pussy as well as she does." The Black Knight gave Sonja's ass another hard slap that left her full, round ass cheeks quivering and jiggling. "Mordred would be very disappointed," he pointed out while never breaking the rhythm of his thrusting. "True, true," gasped Morgan as she felt Sonja's lips close on her clit and start to suck on it. "I suppose there are always more sluts like this one to be found in Camelot. I am looking forward to having my way with Queen Guinivere." Sonja didn't like the sound of any of this, but her body was too occupied at the moment to do anything about it and then there was the slight problem of the stocks and chains to deal with. The red haired warrior felt the Black Knight grab her hips and pull himself even deeper into her pussy and now he stayed buried deep in her as he gave a strangled cry and began to shoot his warm Jizm into her in a long, continuous spurt. Shortly thereafter, Sonja felt the witch stiffen, her entire body quivering and then she too began to climax and deposit her honey all over Sonja's face in squirt after warm squirt. Sonja finally got a look at the Black Knight's huge weapon when he walked around in front of her a short while later once the witch had dismounted from her face. Sonja gulped at the sight of the huge glistening black cock. The thing was huge, no wonder she had felt so pleasantly stuffed by it. "Let me see if her mouth is as good as you say," said the Black Knight to Morgan as he grasped his cock in his hands and slapped Sonja across the face with it. Whap. First one cheek and then the other. Whap. Red Sonja didn't bother waiting for the inevitable order to open her mouth, but simply stretched her mouth as wide as she could and engulfed the ebony head as it pressed forward. The swordswoman tasted her own juices mixed with those of the Black Knight as his cock pushed in deeper and deeper, down into her throat. Meanwhile, Morgan le Fey had slipped around behind Sonja and was running her hand gently over her ass. "While I enjoy your cum directly from the source," said the witch to the Black Knight, "I must admit watching it drip out of her pussy is extremely tantalizing." A moment later, Sonja felt Morgan's tongue slide over her pussy as the witch began to lick up and swallow the cum leaking from her. The fucking from the Black Knight had taken Sonja about halfway to her own orgasm and now Morgan's lips and tongue were quickly driving her the rest of the way. The pleasure from Morgan's mouth on her pussy and clit helped to distract Sonja from the increasing difficulty she was having breathing as the Black Knight's thick cock was plugging up her throat. Like Morgan before him, the ebony skinned knight grabbed two handfuls of Sonja's long red hair and began to fuck her face faster and harder. The warrior woman reached the summit of her orgasmic mountain just as the Black Knight pulled his cock back and began to fill her mouth to overflowing with his cum. Remembering her quest, Sonja gulped and swallowed mouthful after mouthful of the thick, warm goo which quite delighted both the witch and the knight. "I didn't even have to tell her to swallow," laughed the Black Knight. "The whore is eating it like a starving woman!" Morgan got up from behind Sonja and licked some of Sonja's juices from her lips and smiled evilly as she watched the redhead drink down the Black Knight's spunk. "Truly, the whore loves the taste of cum. I think it would be only fitting that we let her have some more. A last meal so to speak." The Black Knight nodded his agreement and pulled his cock from Sonja's mouth, splattering her face with one last spurt and leaving a big glob of white cum in her bright red hair. Morgan snapped her fingers and Sonja, coming down from her own orgasm, dully looked around the room as best she could. What she saw were the dozen guards beginning to remove their uniforms to reveal their rockhard cocks and she knew her ordeal in the stocks was just beginning. "The bitch is all yours until this evenig's banquet," said the witch to the excited men. "She is not to be harmed and make sure to clean her up before bringing her to my hall." As Morgan and the Blak Knight got dressed and left the dungeon chamber, the dozen soldiers. were all naked and lined up in front of Sonja with cocks gripped in their hands. Red Sonja opened her mouth to yell at the retreating back of the witch, but her cry was muffled by the cock that was shoved into her mouth. Angry as she was, there didn't seem to be any way to resist at the moment and frankly she needed the cum for her quest,so Sonja got to work with her lips and tongue and soon had the bastard moaning loudly as he shot his load down her throat and the next man stepped up to take his place. The warrior woman tried to concentrate on the task at hand and not worry about this upcoming banquet and Morganès veiled threats which might have just been her idea of more cat and mouse fun. After the third man had shot his load into her mouth, the men at the back of the line began to get impatient for their turn. "She has got more than one hole doesn't she?" said one of the men. "The witch didn't say her pussy and ass were off limits did she?" The others agreed this was so. The line was divided in two and half the men went around behind Sonja. There was a bit of pushing and shoving to see who went first but that got sorted out and soon Sonja felt a cock push into her pussy and start to fuck her hard, sending her giant boobs swinging back and forth to the delight of all present except Sonja. Once the dozen soldiers had their chance with Sonja and the more energetic among them a second opening, they began to trade off with other soldiers in the castle to give them an opportunity with the red haired whore. Sonja lost track of the number of loads of cum she swallowed and how many were fired into her pussy and her ass. The thing that made her the maddest, however, was that there still seemed no sign of the jewel forming despite more than an abundance of cum having been deposited inside her various orifices. A halt was finally called to the gang bang by the guard captain just after he shot another load over Sonjaès face and wiped his cock off in her hair. He looked down at the cum covered woman and sneered. "I just got a message that the ball is started and they need their entertainment up there which is you. Fuck, you are a disgusting looking mess, so I suppose we better do something about that first." Sonja was unchained and let out of the stocks. Her muscles were so cramped up from her confinement, that she couldn't have put up a fight even if she wanted to or saw any point in it, so she just lay there on the rough stone floor as cum dripped out of all her holes. The first bucket of cold water brought her more to her senses, but she made herself lie there conserving her energy as bucket after bucket was dumped on her until the guard captain thought she looked presentable. That apparently did not include any clothes, as a naked Sonja was led through the castle by half a dozen of the guards who delighted in giving her ass a swat with the flat of their swords to hurry her along. The men brought her to a set of doors and when they swung open wide, Sonja could see a ball room that was packed with revelers. All heads turned to watch as the naked Sonja was led into the room. Despite everything that had happened to her recently, Sonja still blushed as she felt everyone staring at her naked body as she was led into the center of the room. Sonja was very surprised to see Queen Guinivere, Lady Lana and the other lady knights she had been training standing together in a group. They looked at Sonja with dismay as if she had been their last hope and now that was taken from them. "Ah, our entertainment has arrived," said Morgan in a loud, smug voice. The witch then gestured to the queen and the other women from Camelot. "Your friends have travelled far to see this evening's show. I do hope you won't disapoint them." Guinivere shot Sonja a sad, apologetic look. "She gave us no choice Lady Sonja. Her messenger arrived after you left, demanding that we attend this farce or our husbands and all the men would be permanently banished to some hellish dimension. I have no great faith that she will keep her promise to return them if we came, but slim hope seemed better than none. Fear not though, we have harkened well to the lessons you gave us." "Oh, I hurt in my heart that you so distrust me yourhighness," Mocked Morgan Sonja, for her part, thought about the possible meaning of Gwen's last sentence. The warrior woman looked at the many dozens of soldiers in the room and agreed that indeed slim hope was better than none. The witch sneered and then clapped her hands loudly to silence everyone and get their attention. "My Lords and Ladies," said Morgan Le Fay in a high bright voice. "I give you Sir Sonja the Red, slut and whore. For your viewing pleasure, she is going to take on nothing less than a dragon!" A slim, dark haired man stepped forward to Morgan's side. The phrase 'lean and hungry look' played through Sonja's mind, but she wasn't sure where it had come from. Morgan began a soft incantation and a weaving motion with her hands and as a stunned audience looked on, Mordred's body began to change. He grew larger, his arms and legs deforming, wing sprouted out of his sides, his nose elengating into a snout whose mouth was filled with razor sharp teeth. When the spell was done,in place of the man there stood a miniature dragon. It was hard to use the term miniature though with a creature that was still eight feet tall when crouched on large rear legs and wings spreading out a good fifteen feet. The front legs were much smaller than the rear ones and curled up against its' chest. When Sonja looked between its' legs, she saw there was nothing small about the two foot long cock that hung down. Like the rest of the dragon it was green and covered in fine scales. "You have got to be fucking kidding," gasped Sonja in spite of herself. "No living woman can possibly take that thing inside her. I don't care if you use a gallon of goose grease as lube." "The key word there is 'living'," sneered Morgan as the Black Knight came up beside her and put his arm around her waist. "I expect you to be a bloody, lifeless sheath of flesh around Mordred's cock by the time he is done fucking you. It will be an object lesson for everyone here of the cost of defying me." Before a stunned Sonja could reply or move, the dragon leaped forward with astonishing speed and seized her with its small front arms. The swordswoman found herself pushed onto her back on the ballroom floor with the mass of the dragon pinning her there. Red Sonja would never admit to being afraid, but even she was relieved when the dragon's massive cock slid into the valley between her breasts instead of smashing into her pussy which could never hope to take it. Like Morgan, Mordred wanted to play a cat and mouse game with his prey before killing her. "Wrap your boobs about my cock and kiss it slut," came the deep booming voice from the dragon. Playing for time seemed to be the only card left in Sonja's hand, so she did as she was tol, though she couldn't imagine how a few minutes would make any difference as to the outcome. The dragon's cock was surprisingly hot as it throbbed between her breasts and the huge bulbous tip which was twice as big as her fist rubbed over her lips. Precum was oozing from it in a steady flow to coat her lips as the warrior woman gave the head a loud smacking kiss that made both Morgan and the Black Knight laugh uproariously. The dragon began then to slide its massive member back and forth between Sonja's boobs, growling at her to wrap them tighter around its thick girth. More and more precum dripped out to make Red Sonja's skin glisten with it and allow the pulsating penis to move easily between her tits Red Sonja could hear growing moans of pleasure issuing from the dragon's throat and she began to wonder just how much cum those huge dangling balls could produce. If I wasn't Red Sonja, she thought, I think I would be afraid of the answer. Certainly, every eye in the room was riveted on the appalling sight of the dragon fucking Sonja's huge boobs with its impossibly sized member and they too were wondering just what was going to happen when the thing came. Mordred seemed in no particular hurry as he was obviously enjoying both the physical sensations as his cock slid back and forth in the slick valley between Sonja's breasts, but also the psychological pleasure of prolonging the next and fatal stage of his rutting. Still, while both the dragon and Sonja wished to prolong this titty fuck as long as they could,, for very different reasons, the pleasure grew too much for Mordred to control and he began to cum. To Sonja, it felt like someone had thrown a bucket of water over her face again, except it was a bucket of warm,thick dragon cum. The warrior woman's entire face was utterly drenched and her red hair looked mostly white and plastered to her head and shoulders. That was only the first blast. Four more followed, each a few seconds apart and when the dragon finally stopped cumming, Sonja lay there in a puddle of cum and she doubted there was a square inch of her unsoaked and dripping. Sonja lay there for several long minutes coughing up cum and trying to clear it out of her eyes. When she could see again, she saw the dragon looking down at her. Its cock was still hard and if anything, larger than before. "Now for the second and final act," rumbled the dragon. "Prepare to die slut," laughed Morgan. "I am the mightiest witch in all the world and none can defy me." "You are right in the first statement madam," said a old but firm voice from the edge of the crowd. "But though you be the most powerful witch in the world, I am the most powerful wizard!" Everyone gasped as a gray haired old man leaning on a staff stepped forward. "Merlin!" cried Guenivere in delight. "We thought you were imprisoned!" "Yes, I was imprisoned," replied Merlin. "The witch, however, was using so much of her power to create and maintain this thing," and he gestured at Mordred, "that combined with her weakened concentration over her enjoyment at humiliating this young warrior lady that I was able to break free of her spells." "Bah, as long winded as ever you old fool," snapped Morgan. "I defeated you once before and I shall do so again. This time, I won't bother to imprison you, but roast the flesh from your bones!" "You caught me by surprize and you had help madam," replied Merlin calmly. "That was careless of me, so perhaps I am getting old. I still think you can nnot best me when I am ready and prepared for you." "You senile old fool," shrilled Morgan. "You should have run away when you had the chance!" Merlin shrugged. "I was never very bright madam. I was always too stupid to be lured by the lust for power that has consumed you." Die then and damn you!" yelled Morgan as she unleashed all her magical power in a massive attack on the wizard. When the smoke cleared, everyone saw Merlin standing there, still leaning on his staff. His breathing had quickened slightly, but that was the only sign that he had had to exert himself in any way. Morgan stood there gaping at him. Impressive," said Merlin. ""Now, I believe it is my turn," he said and he waved one finger at Morgan and suddenly Morgan Le Fey was engulfed in a column of blue white flame that burned with a heat that made everyone fall back and cover their faces. A horrible screech errupted from the center of the pillar and then it was gone and so was the witch Morgan Le Fey. Whether Morgan was defeated only temporarily or permanently was hard to say, even for a wizard as wise as Merlin. The witch had sold her soul so manytimes to so many beings and demons that it was hard to tell who held the deed anymore. Nevertheless, she was banished for the moment and so all her spells were undone. That left Mordred standing there in his human form again and there were a dozen or so newcomers standing there and looking slightly confused. "Arthur!" cried Guinevere with joy though she could not immediately reach her husband as the Black Knight and dozens of soldiers were between them. Sonja looked at the king and her first thought was that Guenivere was a very lucky woman. Arthur was not the largest man Sonja had met, or even the largest man in the room, but there was something in the way he carried himself that drew your attention. His hair and beard were a bright gold and his eyes were a piercing blue. "Gwen?" said Arthur when he saw his queen. "I know not where we are or what has transpired, but I sense the foul magic of Morgan in all of this." "I have dispatched her, at least for the moment my liege," said Merlin. Arthur clapped the old wizard on the back. "Well done as always my old friend and teacher," said the king. "Fools," cut in the Black Knight, who was many things, but not a coward or a ditherer. "Morgan may be banished, but you are still surrounded and outnumbered at least four to one. My magic is no match for Merlins, but I can see that his defeat of my ally has left him much weaker than he lets on. Your doom has only been postphoned a short while." "Yes, my magic is at a low ebb," agreed Merlin, "or I would turnyou to ashes as I did Morgan. Still, I have enough energy left for one more small spell." Despite his brave words,the Black Knight took a step backwards at this, but Merlin turned instead towards Sonja and made a gesture. Sonja suddenly found her body cleaned and her armour returned to her. More importantly, the goddess blessed sword was in its sheath at her side. Red Sonja bowed to Merlin in thanks and turned a wolfish smile on the Black Knight and his soldiers. She then crossed over to stand beside Arthur and the other knights. "My liege," she said to Arthur. King Arthur was not used to women with swords, but he had a keen eye and he knew a tigress when he saw one prowling towards him. He was no fool though and even with Sonja's addition, he knew they were in deep trouble, as badly outnumbered as they were. "A futile gesture," sneered the Black Knight to Merlin. "You have no chance of defeating us." "Well Lance, what do you say?" said Arthur to the tall dark haired man who stood just to his right. "I say I have no fear of dying as long as I can stand on my own two feet and meet it with a sword in my hand my king," said Sir Lancelot. Arthur nodded and drew Excalibur. "For Camelot!" he shouted. "For Camelot!" echoed Lancelot and the rest of the knights drawing their swords. "Kill them all," screamed the Black Knight and the soldiers started to rush forward at the outnumbered king, Sonja and the knights. The soldiers had just started their attack, however, when something totally unexpected happened. Unexpected by everyone,except perhaps by Sonja. Guinivere, Lana, Katy, Sally and the other women who had trained with Sonja produced swords from under the large skirts they were wearing. No one had even considered the possibility of women carrying weapons and so they had never been searched upon entering the castle. "For Camelot," cry, the queen and her ladies attacked the soldiers from the rear cutting down many of the confused and stunned soldiers who had turned to gape at them. . Then Arthur and the finest fighting men in the land hit them like a tidal wave from the other side. Excalibur flashed with a bright light as the king swung it in broad killing strokes that cut down any man that dared to stand in his way. Beside Arthur were Lancelot, Galahad, Kay, and the rest of the knights of the round table. While their swords were not enchanted ones like the king's, the skill they possessed was hardly less than Arthur's. If that wasn't enough they had the self proclaimed finest swordswoman ever to live with them. The battle quickly turned into a rout as the soldiers staggered back from the onslaught from both sides and many of those that survived the first few seconds turned to run. Sonja cut her way through any of them that stood between her and the Black Knight. Morgan might be gone, but she could still settle a personal score with that bastard. The Black Knight saw the large breasted warrior woman coming towards him and smiled confidently. He was, as has been said, no coward, but he lacked Arthur's keen judgement. Where Arthur saw a tigress, the Black Knight just saw a feeble woman that he had already fucked and could easily dominate and defeat in a fight. He was still thinking that when Sonja parried his first stroke, then ducked under the second and removed his head from his shoulders. With the fall of the Black Knight, the remaining soldiers threw down their weapons and sued for mercy. Guenivere rushed to embrace her husband. The queen had a cut on her arm that was bleeding and her skirt was nearly in tatters, but there was a joy and fire in her eyes as she and Arthur embraced. * * * It took a while to get things sorted out. Mordred had somehow escaped in all of the fighting, but that was a worry for another day. The remaining soldiers and the regular citizens of Morgan's castle were really not that unhappy not to be ruled by the evil and violent witch anymore. Arthur appointed Sir Kay and his lady wife Katy to govern the castle in his name and that brought no objections from people happy to be freed of the tyranny of Morgan. When they had ridden back to Camelot to celebrate their victory, Sonja was finally able to talk to Merlin and explain why she had come looking for him in the first place. The wizard nodded gravely at her story. "This is not good child," he said when she was done. "I have heard of this Taurus. He is quite a powerful sorcerer and if he gains control of the ten jewels then there is no limit on what he might be able to do wit that power. It is too much power for any mortal to have." "I don't mean to be disrespectful about magic," said Sonja, "but the whole ten levels of hell and the um...well cum thing seems rather a silly piece of magic." "Very silly," agreed Merlin, "but that is what you get when gods are involved." "Gods?" echoed Sonja questioningly. "Yes," replied Merlin. "Long ago a goddess was cast out of the heavens by the other gods as they felt she was not worthy of their celestial kingdom and she swore revenge on the other gods and goddesses. Her name was Clitoria, goddess of whores. Originally the other gods had put up with her, had in fact rather enjoyed her company if you know what I mean," recounted Merlin, "but as time went on and they wanted to look more respectable...well a goddess of whores was not part of the image they wanted to project to the praying public." "So they cast her out and she set up this whole ten levels of hell thing?" asked Sonja. "Yes, the complete set of ten jewels will give the bearer the power of a god" affirmed Merlin. "No one really thought it could happen. The odds of someone being able to make it through ten levels of hell are astronomically high," went on the wizard. "Just fighting your way through them is hard enough, but having the er ability to er be able to survive what is necessary to create the jewels is unthinkable, not to mention totally impossible for any man. Yet here you are in the seventh hell with only three more to go after this one." But why have I not gotten my jewel here yet?" asked Sonja, "I was fucked by the Black Knight and Morgan then gang banged by more of his soldiers than I care to remember, not to mention the load from the dragon and yet nothing to show for it." "Er it is a rather perverted spell,," murmered the wizard. in some embarrassment. "It is not just the volume of cum, but also the source and the circumstances under which you obtain the cum. It will differ as well from world to world or from hell to hell if you prefer. In some cases, sheer volume might suffice, but in others, you might need to obtain the cum from less conventional sources." Sonja considered this, thinking about how she had been successful on some of the other hells. The warrior woman understood better now that they were not true hells, but merely other worlds as Merlin had said, but sometimes it was hard to discard old ways of thinking. "Hmm, well I would have thought a dragon was rather unconventional, so what do I do to escape this world?" asked Sonja. "More importantly, I suppose, do I give up my quest?" "I am sure you would be welcome to stay here at Camelot," said the Wizard, "but I do not think it is your destiny to do so. I fear you must complete the quest and obtain the ten jewels." "But if I do and give them to Taurus, he may destroy even the gods with the power they give him!" "I see one chance for you to defeat him and the others," said Merlin. "Listen closely!" The wizard began to whisper into Sonja's ear and now and then she nodded in understanding. "That is not going to be a lot of fun," was all Sonja finally said of the plan. "Still, it is better than no hope and no plan at all. But now how do I escape from this world?" "Er, well I have had an idea about that," said Merlin sheepishly. "I have already contacted the Queen and she and the King have agree to it." "Follow me." said the Queen as she appeared in the doorway as if summoned. Gwen led Sonja through the castle to a large room where the king and his nights and their ladies waited, seated at a large round table. The normally unflappable Arthur looked almost as embarrassed as Merlin had. "Er Merlin has explained your need to me Red Sonja. It is a most unusual thing, but one must expect that when dealing with the black arts I suppose. Still, I would hesitate to do this, but my wife has explained to me that er she and the other ladies present have er already enjoyed yur company and so they deem it appropriate for their husbands to do the same. Er, as long as they get to watch that is." Sonja stared at Arthur for several moments as comprehension finally dawned about what he meant. "You mean?" asked Sonja somewhat nervously. "He means that he and the rest of the men will fuck you while we watch," said Gwen with a laugh. "Merlin says, and I dare say he is right as always, that the cum of the knights of the round table should be more than enough to trigger your gate Lady Sonja." "Um, well," said Sonja now feeling rather embarrassed herself. "Oh stop dithering Sonja," put in Lana. "You would have attacked those soldiers by yourself if you had to, so I am sure you can do this. Now get naked, get on the table and spread those beautiful legs of yours!" ote "Yes, my lady. At once," agreed Sonja and she quickly stripped off her sword belt and armour to climb onto the large round table with the eyes of every man and woman fastened on her naked body. "Lucky bastards," whispered Sally to the queen. "Now now Sally,we had our chance with Sonja, it is only fair the boys get to do the same," admonished Gwen. "True, but it almost makes me wish I had a cock," whispered Sally back. "Oh don't be silly, no one would belive a woman with a cock," giggled Guinivere, but then she stopped and looked thoughtful for a second before shaking her head as if to clear some image from her mind. Sir Gawain was the first to have a turn with Sonja and the room got very quiet and pulses beat more rapidly as the handsome young knight disrobed and climbed on top of Sonja. "Just remember to save some for me dear," called out Lady Helen to her husband, which drew laughter from all present including Gawain. Gawain gently penetrated Sonja with his member and then began to thrust in and out of her. Sonja did her best to squeeze her pussy tighter around his thrusting cock and soon they were both panting and moaning with pleasure. Then Sonja felt a gush of fluid into her pussy and she smiled up at Gawain as he dismounted. "My thanks Sir Gawain," she said. "My pleasure Lady Sonja," said the knight with a grin and glanced over at Lady Helen who gave him a thumbs up gesture that promised good things for Sir Gawain later that night. One by one the other knights followed Sir Gawain and made their not inconsiderable deposits of sperm into Sonja's pussy. The last two were Lancelot and Arthur. To Sonja's surprise, they both approached her at the same time with Gwen and Lana beside their husbands. "I think we should have something a bit more memorable to climax, if you pardon the pun, this event" said the queen. Gwen guided Sonja onto her hands and knees and Lana pulled out Lancelot's cock and guided it to Sonja's mouth while Gwen did the same with Arthur's cock, guiding it to Sonja's pussy. The two ladies remained kneeling beside Sonja on the round table as their husbands began to fuck the red haired swordswoman. The King and Lancelot had the largest cocks of all the knights and that was saying something thought Sonja. If she was any judge, and she was starting to think of herself as something of an expert on cocks by now, they were both bigger than the Black Knight had been. Her pussy felt very full and stretched, but in a very nice way. Lancelot tasted devine and Sonja thought that she could taste Lana still on his member as a residual from some welcome home sex. Arthur and Lancelot kept stroking their mighty members into Sonja until they were nearly ready to cum. As a final gesture to end this rather strange event, Gwen turned to Lana and embraced her in a long passionate kiss that made the eyes of their husbands bug out and falter for just a moment in their thrusting. Then with wide grins, the two men looked from their wives down to Sonja and began to empty their seed into her mouth and pussy in long, hot blasts. As soon as the two men had pulled out of Sonja and took their wives into their arms, Sonja felt the now familiar and for once welcome pain race through her pussy. Sprawled on her back on the round table, she reached inside herself and pulled a blue topaz from herself, licked it clean and added it to the magic necklace. She now had seven of the ten gems with only three to go. "The Siege Perilous," breathed Arthur and everyone looked to the unoccupied seat which was starting to glow. Sonja gatherdd up her clothes and sword and with a bow to the King and Queen she sat down in the chair and vanished. End of Part Eight * * * And here is the original .... As Red Sonja fell through the spinning vortex of the gate between hells, she heard the genie's voice echoing after her. "Oh Red, I forgot, the magician's name is Merlin. If Merlin can't help you learn about those magic jewels then no one can!" Sonja came through the gate and landed on her feet, crouched with her sword drawn. She was standing on some type of platform that hung in the middle of a black void. There was nothing to be seen to eternity in any direction. A few seconds later a cloaked figure appeared in front of her. "Taurus?" asked Sonja hesitantly. "You were expecting someone else slut?" asked Taurus and despite not being able to see any of his features, Sonja was sure the sorcerer was ogling her tits and had a leer on his face. That was the kind of smarmy voice it was. "No, of course not," replied Sonja cooly as she sheathed her sword. "I was just not expecting to see you again until I had finished the quest. I have six of the jewels and there are only four more to go." "Yes, you are over halfway done and it has been quite enjoyable watching you get your brains fucked out by anything that has a cock and moves. You have also become very adept at licking pussy and pleasuring women. "What do you want Taurus? I am sure you didn't stop by to comment on my blowjob technique?" asked Sonja hotly and flushing once more at the thought that the sorcerer had been watching her degredation all this time. "No, I didn't just drop by for a chat. There have been a couple of gaps in my viewing. I suspect that some of my business competitors have tried to sway you to their side." When Sonja started to reply, Taurus held up one hand in admonition. "I would not lie if I were you. I can just leave you stranded here in Limbo for eternity if I choose." "That wouldn't get you the other four jewels," replied Sonja trying to stay at least outwardly calm. "But, yes I have been contacted by some of your rivals. Of course I lied to them and promised them the jewels, but I had to in order to keep going on the quest. Don't worry Taurus when I am done, you will most assuredly get what is due to you." "Don't play games with me bitch," snorted Taurus. "Who contacted you? Tell me their names." "One called himself Aries," said Sonja. "He didn't seem as interested in getting the jewels as in stopping you from getting them. The other two said their name was Gemini." "Gemini? Those bitches? I bet they fucked you good before they let you go. Did you enjoy their big she cocks slut?" "Yeah I did," countered Red Sonja, trying to get under the wizard's skin a little. "Jealous?" "Not likely," replied Taurus. "Rest assured my big boobed slut that I will give you a fucking you won't soon forget when this is over. They don't call me Taurus for nothing. I will shove my cock up your pussy so far it will come out your mouth!" "Well I hope you are not kissing me at the time or you will have to blow yourself," snorted Sonja. "Bah, I am not going to stand here and bandy insults with the likes of you," snarled Taurus. "Just remember that i am watching you. If you try and double cross me, your life and that of your lesbian lover Killia are forfeit." With that, Taurus made a gesture and once again Red Sonja found herself whirling through the vortex. When she landed this time it was on a grassy field with no one in site. Towards the east, if hells had an east, was a forst not so far away and with no better goal in mind, Red Sonja started towards it. When she was halfway to the forest edge, Sonja saw three figures on horses ride out of the trees heading towards her. They were dressed in a type of heavy armour she had never seen before. It might provide good protection but it sure looked bulky and unwieldy. Since the three riders had apparently seen her and were heading for her, she stopped to let them approach. "Halt, who art thou and where do you go? Be you friend of the king or of that bitch of a witch?" asked the lead rider. Surprizingly, the voice sounded female and perhaps not the smartest banana in the bunch either. Even political pollsters didn't ask such leading questions! "A friend of the king of course," replied Sonja. "Will you take me to him? I have business to conduct with his highness." "I think thou are a spy," snapped the spokeswoman, totally ignoring Sonja's request. "We shall see how much you can spy with a hole through your body from my lance!" With that the speaker spurred her horse forward and she lowered her long lance intending to spear Sonja with it. This might have been good tactics when fighting another rider who if similarly dressed had limited dodging ability. For an agile woman like Red Sonja it was no problem to dodge the lance, grab hold of the saddle as the horse went by and vault upwards sending the rider sprawling in a heap and clash of metal on the ground. "I mean you no harm," declared Sonja. "I would just like to talk to the king about some business and there is no need for us to fight." The other two riders glanced at each other and then spurred their horses forward to attack. Sonja sighed and rode her captured horse directly between the two attackers. As they approached, she suddenly swung down so she was clinging to the side of the horse and both lances passed harmlessly over top of her. Sonja's sword, however, smote the rider nearest to her in the chest and unseated him or her. Sonja swung upright in her saddle again and wheeled to face the last remaining warrior. "Take me to see your king and we can stop this foolish fighting," demanded Sonja. The rider hesitated and looked around at the two fallen figures who were just now struggling back to their feet. "Alright," she said. "Follow me, I will let the King decide what is to be done with you." Red Sonja fell in beside the knight and she led the way back into the forest and out the other side to a walled city. The guard at the gate waved them past without much a of a look. The streets were narrow and winding and finally they came to inner keep walls where again they were passed through. Once inside the inner gates, Sonja's guide dismounted and Sonja followed suit as grooms came forward to take the horses. Sonja's guide removed her helmet to reveal a raven haired beauty with a pair of full lips that fairly demanded to be kissed. She nodded without smiling and gestured for the redhead to follow her. In short order they came to a set of gilded doors with guards on either side. Both guards were female and their chests seemed to be just about bursting out of the light chain mail tops they were wearing. "I bring this woman to see the king," said Sonja's guide. "You may enter Sir Lancelot", said the guard on the left as the guard on the right opened the door to usher them inside what turned out to be the throne room. It was a long narrow room with a plush red carpet leading from the door, down the middle of the room to a set of raised steps. At the top of the dais, were a pair of thrones. One throne was vacant. The other throne had a gorgeous blonde sitting in it. She was clad in a long silky gown with enough gold brocade to fund a small city state and a plunging neckline that revealed an abundance of cleavage. Funny how a week ago, I would not have noticed how sexy she looks, thought Sonja as they approached the dais. When they reached the base of the steps, Sir Lancelot gestured for Red Sonja to remain there while she went up the stairs and whispered in the woman's ear. After a few seconds, the blonde nodded and gestured for Lancelot to step back behind the throne while she addressed Sonja. "Welcome to Camelot stranger. I am King...." the woman faltered, "....King Artheria." Red Sonja raised one eyebrow in surprise. She had never run into a female King before, especially not one with such a good looking set of tits. Red Sonja clapped a mental hand over her thoughts when she realized what she had thought. She gave herself both a mental and a physical shake to try and focus on what was at hand and not her lust. Perhaps it was normal in this hell for there to be female kings. "Your Majesty," said Sonja and she bowed low. As she did, she couldn't help but notice that both the King and Sir Lancelot were ogling her own redoubtable cleavage. "Sir Lancelot tells me that you claim to have business with me," said the King breaking the silence after a moment. "H...er she also says that you defeated Sir Katy and Sir Gal without much difficulty. You must indeed be a mighty warrior." "I just knocked them off their horses your majesty," replied Sonja calmly. "They didn't want to listen to me when I told them I was not looking for a fight and attacked." King Artheria glanced over her shoulder at Sir Lancelot who smiled ruefully. "She speaks the truth my liege. I, we...are all on edge since IT happened and I am afraid we were less than hospitable." King Artheria nodded in acceptance and turned back to Sonja. "What precisely is your business here .....", she trailed off. "I am Red Sonja, your highness," replied Sonja. "I am on a quest and need some magical help. A genie sent me here saying that there was a wizard called Merlin who could help me." The king grimaced. "I wish Merlin was here, but alas the wizard is being held prisoner by the Witch Morgan Le Fey and my bastard nephew Mordred. Besides Merlin, they also hold captive my Queen, my lovely Gwen." At that she gestured to the empty throne beside her. Red Sonja raised her eyebrow again. A lesbian king and queen. That was something rather unique in her experiance of royalty but again she decided that the customs in this land might just be different. "I am sorry to hear that your majesty," said Sonja. "I don't mean to criticize, but I thought that you and your knights might be out trying to rescue her instead of remaining here at court." The King's eyes flashed briefly and then a pained expression crossed the woman's face. "We should be," admitted the king, "but the witch has cast a spell that prevents this. She collected a strand of hair from myself and all of my knights by treacherous means and with those strands she has woven a defense around her castle that prevents any of us from getting close to it. So we sit here in Camelot, not knowing what to do though now that you have arrived, perhaps there is something that can be done. If you were to rescue both Merlin and Gwen from the clutches of that bitch Morgan, it would serve both your interests and mine. Since she did not obtain a strand of your hair, you could do what we can not. What say you Red Sonja?" Red Sonja thought this over. She needed Merlin's help to understand how the jeweles worked and she had no great love for witches who kidnapped innocent queens. "I accept this quest," said Sonja. The King smiled a radiant smile. "Before you can do this, however, I must knight thee with my sword Excalibur." Red Sonja looked around the room for signs of a sword worthy of a King since the woman in front of her had no arms. Sonja heard the rustling sounds of cloth and when she looked back towards the throne, she saw that the king had let her gown fall to the floor so she was standing there naked. She smiled at Red Sonja and ran her hands over her large soft breasts. As breathtaking as Artheria's tits were, however, what drew Sonja's attention the most was the huge thick cock that the king had between her legs. It was one of the biggest cocks Sonja had ever seen and it was still not fully hard yet. Red Sonja swallowed hard. "Your majesty...." she began, but the King cut in. "This is Excalbur," smiled the woman as she stroked her massive cock. "Besides her defensive spell, Morgan cast another spell on myself and the other knights of Camelot. It has rendered us as you see, half man and half woman. It has also crippled our fighing prowess and we have yet to adapt to having these huge melons to haul around into battle." "But...but why?" asked Red Sonja. "Actually more accident than anything," replied Artheria as she stroked her large cock with both hands now. Morgan created the spell, but it was Mordred who cast it. The fool was drunk at the time as usual and misspoke the spell. It was meant to turn myself and my knights into "half the men" we were so that we would have only half our battle prowess. Instead, he butchered the words and said "half men" and so we became. Half men and half women, with these insanely huge tits and cocks. The size of our tits and cocks varied according to our status as warriors and somehow my sword Excalibur became part of the spell and part of me. When I said that I would knight thee with my sword Excalibur, I meant it though perhaps in not the way you expected. Kneel before me Red Sonja so that I might use my sword on that very pretty mouth of yours." Red Sonja swallowed hard and knelt in front of the king so her large throbbing cock was poised directly in front of her face. Up close, the thing looked even larger and she reached out and grasped it in her right hand, barely able to encircle the thick shaft with her hand. Opening her mouth, Sonja guided the "sword" into her waiting sheath and swallowed it inch by inch until the monster dick was buried to its' hilt in her mouth. "Oh yes, Red Sonja, that feels so good," moaned the King and she began to slide her cock in and out between Sonja's lips. Red Sonja reached up with her hands as she knelt on the dais sucking the King's cock and cupped one of Artheria's huge breasts in each hand and began to knead and stroke them until the nippleds were erect and drawing more gasps of pleasure from the King. Dimly Sonja heard the sounds of armour being dropped on the floor and then she felt hands on her from behind, working to undo her top. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Sir Lancelot now devoid of her armour and clad only in a near translucent undergarment. Sonja's top came off and her huge tits spilled out into Lance's hands. Sonja felt Lance pressing tight against her from behind and gasped when she felt the huge throbbing cock rubbing against the back of her neck. Sonja recalled the words of the king about all of his knights being so afflicted with this half male / half female condition and she smiled around the cock fucking her mouth. The king had also said that the size of the tits and cock that the knight received from the spell depended on how good of a warrior they had been as a man. It sure felt like Lancelot had been one hell of a warrior! Soft hands carressed Sonja's boobs as she continued to pump her mouth up and down on the huge shaft of the King's cock. Red Sonja felt long soft hair brushing her shoulders from behind and then felt the unmistakeable pressure of a pair of large warm breasts nuzzling her back. The King pulled her large dick out of Sonja's mouth with a popping sound. "Lie back Sonja and let me try sheathing my sword in another spot!" Obediently, Sonja relaxed on the plush red carpet at the foot of the stairs and spread her legs wide. Artheria crawled on top of the red head and kissed her full on the lips, her large breasts rubbing into Sonja's own tits. Deftly, the king guided her cock between Sonja's legs and entered her. Sonja gave a gasp as the huge meat slid inside her but then she relaxed and just lay there enjoying the sensation of the huge cock filling her up, thrusting in and out. Sonja closed her eyes in rapture to enjoy the sensation of beingfucked by the huge cock and felt something rubbing on her lips. She opened her eyes to see Lancelot's cock, almost as big as the king's dribbling precum on her face. "Can you handle two mighty swords at the same time?" asked the raven haired woman with a smile. By way of answer, Sonja opened her mouth wide and engulfed the head of Sir Lancelot's cock. Lancelot moaned loudly and then thrust down hard jamming her hard dick into Sonja's throat and making her gag slightly on the huge piece of meat. Lancelot moaned and thrust her cock in and out of Sonja's willing mouth faster and faster while Artheria slammed her dick in and out of Sonja's pussy. At one point, Artheria leaned forwardand kissed Lancelot on the lips, The tongues of the two women twined together and their large tits heaved up and down as they continued to pound Red Sonja with their cocks. For Sonja it was a sight that awoke lust in her from the sheer contradictions. Above her, she could see the two gorgeous women kissing while at the same moment she felt their huge cocks fucking her mouth and pussy. Sonja felt her body racing toward an incredible orgasm as she was taken by the two huge cocks. Suddenly Lancelot gave a loud moan and the dark haired woman emptied her seed into Sonja's mouth. Wad after wad of goo filled the busty warrior's mouth and she swallowed it down. Mmmm, she should be called Sir Cumalot, thought Sonja as she felt her body stiffen in orgasm and also felt the king start to sper her load of jizz into her pussy. A bemused Sonja watched Artheria pull her cock out of her pussy and slap it against each of Sonja's tits, leaving a big pool of cum on them. "I dub thee Sir Sonja the Red Knight," gasped Artheria as she stroked her cock and sent one last load flying onto Sonja's face. * * * The next morning after a night of lovemaking in the King's bed, Sonja was preparing to leave for the castle of the witch Morgan. It had been a night to remember and she had gotten to "apologize" to Sir Katy and Sir Gal for unseating them so uncerimoniously. The two defeated knights had been quite happy to use their "swords" on the latest knight of Camelot and Sir Sonja had spent the better part of the night enjoying the four cocks of the women. "Be careful Sir Sonja," admonished Sir Katy as Sonja prepared to ride out the gate. The witch is treacherous enough, but look out for that snake Mordred. "Aye," agreed," Sir Gal as she reached up to cop one last feel of Sonja's wonderful ass. "And they say the witch has a dragon in her employ as well that has unusual sexual requirements." "Surely, you don't mean...." trailed off Sonja as she leaned down to give Sir Gal a farewell kiss on the lips. "Just be careful love, is all I am saying," said Sir Gal and then Sonja was off and spurring her horse through the gates and on her way. It was a four day ride to Morgan's castle and Red Sonja took the time to do a lot of thinking, both about how she could gain entrance to the castle and about the long term. About half a day's ride from her goal, Sonja was coming up a rise in the road that ran through a forest. She reached the top of the crest and stopped dead in her tracks gazing down at the devestation in front of her. The forest which previously had been lush and green was reduced to nothing but a few smoking stumps from the crest of the hill all the way down towards the distant castle of the witch Morgan Le Fey. If it looks like a dragon and smells like a dragon then it is probably a dragon thought Sonja with a sigh. The witch had had her pet dragon raze all the land around her castle so that anyone trying to sneak up on it would be horribly visible. Sonja doubted that nighttime would matter much if there was a dragon involved since they were rumoured to have excellent night vision. Sonja quickly tossed plans A, B and C out the window and retreated briefly to figure out if she had a plan D. Plan D came rolling along the road a short time later in the form of a grain cart driven by an old woman hunched under a shawl. Bound for the castle I wager thought Sonja. The problem with razing the ground with a dragon was that it also razed all the crops and food would have to be brought in. A few minutes later, Red Sonja had purchased the grain cart and the shawl for a couple of gold coins. The old woman had been quite relieved to not have to make the trip through the devastated wood to the castle with a dragon possibly looming overhead. When Red Sonja arrived at the gate of Morgan Le Fey's castle, she was admitted without challenge. Afterall, what harm could an old woman with a wagon of grain do? Red Sonja found the kitchen door where a burly cook came out and scowled at her as she cringed in front of him. "You are late you stupid old bag," said the cook crossly. The cook gave a whistle and a pair of young boys appeared. "You two unload the sacks from this wagon and put them in the cellar." No one paid any attention after that to the old woman who wandered into the castle, probably looking for the privy. Red Sonja wondered if Morgan was the dark damp dungeon type or the high tower type for keeping prisoners. Hmm, most likely the former from all accounts and so Sonja hobbled her way through the castle making her way downward until she found the dungeons. The plan was not complicated. Find' the Queen and Merlin, get them out of the cells, hide them under the empty sacks in the back of the grain cart and get the hell out before anyone noticed they were gone. If Merlin was such a great wizard, he should be able to undo both spells Morgan had put on the kingdom and Artheria and her knights could then ride in and stomp the bad guys. There was something not quite right about the whole plan, but so far Sonja hadn't come up with what it was and she was hoping it was not a major thing. You know, the kind of major thing that get you dead real quick when things don't work out. The door to the cells had two burly guards stationed in front of it and they did not seem threatened, only annoyed when the old woman hobbled up to them. Red Sonja peered up at the two men from under her rags. "I say sonnies, can youtell me where the ladies privy is? I seem to be lost" "Bugger off you old hag," said the guard on the left and he went to give the old woman a kick. He was rather surprized when the old woman caught his boot with her hands and roughly tossed him into his companion and knocking them both to the floor. As the men struggled to untangle themselves and rise, Sonja calmly banged their heads together and they slumped to the floor. She picked the keys from the belt of one of them and unlocked the door to the cells. Inside the door was a corridor and on either side were a number of cells. A naked woman was chained to the wall of one of the cells and all the others were empty. The woman was writhing in her chains and at first Sonja thought it was from pain, but she quickly realized that it was from pleasure. Some strange device with turning wheels was positioned in front of the woman's crotch and as the wheels turned a smooth piece of wood was being driven in and out of the woman's pussy. It was some kind of machine that was raping the woman as Sonja looked on in horror. "Help me," begged the woman. "I have lost track of how many orgasms this machine has forced on me. If I climax one more time I think I will go insane!" "Are you the Queen?" asked Sonja as she tried to figure out how to shut the machine off. "Yes, I am Queen Gwenivere. Did Arthur send you to rescue me?" "Arthur? Oh yes, sort of," mumbled Sonja. Apparently the Queen did not know about what had happened to her husband. Perhaps that was something she would be better off seeing in person rather than being told about. "I don't see how to turn this infernal thing off," muttered Sonja. "I think maybe i should just give it a few good whacks with my sword and see what breaks." "I wouldn't do that if I were you," said a female voice from behind Sonja and she spun around to see a woman in a long slinky black dress come into the room. The dress was slit up to here and cut down to there and it matched the black of the woman's hair and her eyes. Sonja started towards her but a dozen soldiers rushed into the cell area with swords drawn. "I suggest you surrender now. You can't outfight a dozen men," sneered the woman whom Sonja assumed was probably Morgan herself. "I can't?" replied Sonja. "I mean it's not like I haven't done it before you know. These guys don't look too bright. Their cocks are probably more used than their brains." "Well then I would suggest you look behind you," said the witch with a smirk on her lips. "Oh please!," said Sonja. "That old trick? You don't expect me to fall for it do you?" Out of the corner of her eye, Sonja saw something big and dark drop soundless from the ceiling. She never got a good look at it before suddenly everything went dark. Her last thought before she faded out, that it was a real bitch when the bitch was telling the truth. When she came to, Sonja found that she was naked. Big surprize there. She was kneeling in some kind of stocks. Her arms were held up beside her head while her legs were spread by chains bound to her ankles. The next thing she saw was Morgan smirking at her. Also present were the dozen soldiers. The soldiers were all naked and lined up in front of Sonja with cocks gripped in their hands. "My dear, you insulted my soldiers," said Morgan, "so I thought they should get a chance to sample your delicious looking body. She is all yours boys," said Morgan as she left the cell. "I will come back later and see how you are doing. I wouldn't suggest biting since you are in no position to avoid retaliation." Red Sonja opened her mouth to yell at the retreating back of the witch, but her cry was muffled by the cock that was shoved into her mouth. "That's it, suck me good bitch," said the man pushing his cock deeper into her mouth. "Use your tongue on my dick and make me moan. If you do a good job, we might not hurt you too bad." There didn't seem to be any way to resist at the moment so Sonja did as she was told and began to use her tongue on the man's dick. With each stroke of his cock into her mouth, she ran her tongue up and down the shaft. It didn't take long before the soldier emptied his load without any warning in her mouth and Red Sonja swallowed the warm sticky fluid. The man pulled his cock out of her mouth and wiped it over her face then stepped aside for the next man who stepped up to take his turn at raping her mouth. As the second man began to fuck her face, Sonja could hear the soft sobbing and moans coming from the Queen as the machine brought her to yet another climax and then started over again. After the third man had shot his load into her mouth, the men at the back of the line began to get impatient for their turn. "She has got more than one hole doesn't she?" said one of the men and the others agreed this was so. The line was divided in two and half the men went around behind Sonja. There was a bit of pushing and shoving to see who went first but that got sorted out and Sonja felt a cock suddenly push into her pussy and start to fuck her. Immobilized as she was, there was nothing for Sonja to do but kneel there while her mouth and cunt were violated by cock after cock. The only good thing about this was that she was certainly accumulating a lot of the cum she was going to need to get out of this hell. It was many hours later when Morgan returned and stood over Sonja surveying the cum covered woman. "Mmm, you look delicious dearie," said the witch as she dipped a finger in a cum puddle on Sonja's face and licked it clean. "You taste wonderful too." "Fuck off bitch," snarled Sonja who was not in a good mood after being gang banged for the last twelve hours. Her face and hair were covered in dried cum She had swallowed nearly a gallon of goo as every guard in the castle had come down for a visit and pumped a load into her mouth that she had been forced to swallow. They had banged her face and her pussy and her ass until no one could get it up any more. "My my, what a temper we have," smiled Morgan and she let her dress fall to the floor. "You look so lovely kneeling there my dear, I just have to have you." With that Morgan lowered herself so that her big creamy tits were in Sonja's face. "Lick my boobs slut. Suckle on my nipples and make me moan with pleasure or you will regret it." Sonja knew there was not much she could do in her present position and stuck out her tongue and began to lick at the ample bosom of the black haired witch. Morgan moaned as Sonja ran her tongue around her stiffening nipples and took them in her mouth to bite them gently. Morgan gripped the back of Sonja's head and pressed the red haired woman's face against her tits, sighing with pleasure as Sonja licked and suckled at her breasts. After doing this for a while the witch stood up and presented her muff to Sonja for attention as well. The bound Sonja could do nothing but comply and she began to lick at Morgan's pussy, sliding her tongue into her slit and tasting the wet juices that were now leaking forth. When Sonja's tongue found Morgan's clit, the woman gasped with pleasure and her loud moans of pleasure soon filled the dungeon, climaxing in a loud moaning shrike of orgasmic pleasure and flooded Sonja's face with her woman cum. "Oh my that was good," said the witch. "It is almost a pity about what is going to happen to you next." "You are going to let me have a shower and send me on my way?" asked Red Sonja hopefully. "Oh my dear, you do have a sense of humour," laughed Morgan. "No, I am afraid I have some nastier plans in store to humiliate you." "Most people would consider getting gang raped for twelve hours a pretty good lesson in humility," complained Sonja. "Oh a whore like you probably enjoyed that," replied Morgan. "And perhaps you are the kind who will like this next part as well. I am going to let Mordred fuck you." At this a small, dark haired slim young man stepped out of the shadows and gave Sonja a bright smile. "Well, I don't want to complain or anything," replied Sonja as a globule of cum trickled down her chin and fell onto the floor, "but after getting banged by all those cocks for half a day, one more is not going to scare me that much. Even if he has got a snake down his pants, I have handled some pretty big monsters in my time without much trouble." Morgan laughed at her bravado. "Oh I am much more inventive than you give me credit for my dear Sonja. May I call you Sonja? I always like to be on a first name basis with someone who has licked my pussy." Morgan continued on without waiting for an answer, so Sonja took the question to be rhetorical. "You saw the devestation outside my castle? That is from the dragon of course, but you have yet to see the dragon. Or rather you only saw it for a second before it rendered you unconscious. Let me introduce you to the dragon." With that, Morgan gestured towards Mordred once more and Sonja looked at him in puzzlement for several seconds until she realized something was happening to the man. He was growing larger.....much larger. His skin was being replaced by reptilian scales. His face started to elongate into a snout. His outstretched arms began to grow into wings. "You are the dragon!" breathed Sonja in wonder as the transformation suddenly stopped and reversed itself to leave the smiling young man standing there. "A little spell of mine," put in Morgan. "Tonight at the ball I am throwing, you and Mordred will be the center of attention when he takes you in front of everyone I have invited. He will of course be in his dragon form. Not full size of course, but with a cock big enough to split you in two or at least make you beg for mercy." The image this conjured up in Sonja's mind made her flinch inwardly, but she did her best to keep up a brave front. "Oh, but you have not heard the best part of my plan," laughed Morgan. "I have sent a message to King Artheria and her knights, compelling them to attend. Because of the spell I have on them, they have no choice but to comply, so they will get to watch your humiliation. Their last hope for a champion totally and utterly defeated. Once Mordred is done with you, I will have him destroy Artheria and all the knights to rid me of any threat they might pose forever!" Sonja stared up blearily at the witch. "Aren't you supposed to break out in some type of maniacal laughter about now?" "Oh yes, in the sexitement, I forgot," said the witch, "Ha Ha Ha Ha Haaaaa!" "Not the best evil laugh," replied Sonja. "I only give you a 6.5 for it. I think you need to practice more. Why don't you go work on it and we can try this again next week?" "Tonight my dear Sonja," said Morgan. "You have a few hours to wait here and have the dread build in your stomach. Tonight my dragon is going to fuck you in public. Everyone is going to see those big tits of yours bouncing up and down while you scream for mercy." With that, Morgan, Mordred and the guards filed out leaving Sonja still chained in the stocks, covered in cum and contemplating a less than fun future. If she had not been Red Sonja, the mightiest swordswoman in the world, Sonja thought, she might have been scared as she was left kneeling in the dark with nothing but time to think about what was going to happen to her. Even so, her heart was hammering and everytime she heard a noise, she imagined the door was opening and they were coming to take her to her ordeal. It was a lot like waiting for the dawn when you knew a rope was waiting for you. Finally, the door did open and a group of guards tramped in. They threw a few dozen buckets of warm water on her to wash the cum from the gang bang off her body and then unlocked her and marched her out. After kneeling in the stocks for that length of time, Sonja could barely walk, let alone fight, so she went along quietly trying to regain her strength and wait for a chance to make a break for it. The men brought her to a set of doors and when they swung open wide, Sonja could see a ball room that was packed with revelers. All heads turned to watch as the naked Sonja was led into the room. Despite everything that had happened to her recently, Sonja still blushed as she felt everyone staring at her naked body as she was led into the center of the room. She saw Artheria and Lancelot and the others. They looked pale and seemed to be struggling with the compulsion that held them there, but they could no more escape than Sonja could. "My Lords and Ladies," said Morgan Le Fay in a high bright voice. "I give you Sir Sonja the Red, slut and whore. For your viewing pleasure, she is going to take on nothing less than a dragon!" With that there was a large puff of smoke and a flash of light and suddenly Mordred was in the room beside Sonja. He was now fully transformed into a dragon though a miniature version of one. It was hard to use the term miniature though with a creature that was still eight feet tall when crouched on large rear legs and wings spreading out a good fifteen feet. The front legs were largely vestigial and curled up against its' chest, but when Sonja looked between its' legs, she saw there was nothing vestigial about the eighteen inch cock that hung down. Like the rest of the dragon it was green, covered in fine scales. The guards had thrown Sonja roughly to the floor and now she tried to stagger to her feet and move away from this monster, but the thing hopped forward and reached out with its strong wings to restrain her and pull her back towards it. Futily, Sonja beat at the wings trying to force herself free, but she was too weak from her ordeal and the creature was too strong. It was pulling her towards it's huge gleaming cock which waited to impale her. Struggle as she would, Sonja was inexorably drawn back to the thing until she felt the huge cock head rubbing on her ass. "No!" she cried in vain as the thing grasped her with its' small forearms and pulled her back stil further and she felt just the tip of the huge cock slide into her pussy. "It is too big!" she screamed as the thing pulled her back another inch onto its cock then another and another. Inch by painful glorious inch, Sonja was pulled back onto the dragon's massive dick until half of it was insider her. It filled her up and still the creature thrust deeper inside and Sonja felt the cock hit her cervix and continue on past into her very womb. Fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen....all eightteen inches were now embedded inside the struggling Sonja while the court watched in a mixture of horror and lust. The huge cock felt like it was indeed going to split Sonja in two. The room swam in front of her vision and she saw people laughing and pointing at her as the dragon slowly started to pull it's cock out. When just the tip was left inside her, the dragon surged forward again and drove its cock like a huge piston back full length into the helpless Sonja making her scream in a mixture of pleasure and pain. Time after time, the dragon did this, relishing the pleasure and the pain it was inflicting on the big boobed warrior woman. A dozen strokes. Two dozen. Three dozen. Red Sonja lost count of how many times the dragon stabbed its mighty cock into her then she felt it pull all the way out. She was flipped onto her back and the dragon rubbed its huge throbbing cock down her body from her nose down to her pussy and then back up again. On the upswing as it reached her face, it began to spurt cum. Not just a few drops or even a few wads of goo, but a full bucket of cum splattered out and drenched Sonja, much to the delight of most of those watching the display. Sonja lay there for several long minutes coughing up cum and trying to clear it out of her eyes. When she could see again, she saw Morgan looking down at her again. "I must admit I am surprized you are still alive Sonja. None of the other women Mordred has tried on have lived through the ordea." "I work out a lot," muttered Sonja struggling to rise. "Yes, on your back I imagine," laughed Morgan. "No matter, we will simply have a second act in your performance for the court." She gestured to the guards. "Clean her up so she is presentable." While the naked Sonja still knelt in the middle of the room, she was once again doused with buckets of water to wash her down. When Morgan was satisfied, she again approached Red Sonja. Sonja noticed that she was carring her sword, the one the goddess had given her. "I am interested to try the same spell on you Sonja that I used on Artheria here. I sense this sword is spelled with the magic of a goddess, so that should make for a most interesting result. Sonja knelt there frozen in horror and shock. Surely the witch did not mean what she thought she meant. Sonja tried to rise but could not as Morgan began to speak her spell. "Spirits of night and darkness On your power I call Give this slut before you a penis To match her prowess in battle genius" Some type of black cloying fog gathered around Sonja as the witch spoke and Sonja felt a terrible wrenching between her legs that doubled her over in pain. It was like invisible hands had seized on her clit and were tugging at it. Sonja screamed from the pain and it seemed to go on forever and ever. When it stopped, she just lay there moaning softly to herself. After a minute or two she gathered up the courage to open her eyes and she gasped. Between her legs was a cock, bigger than that of Artheria, bitgger even than that of Mordred the dragon. "What have you done?" screamed Sonja. "You have turned me into some type of ghastly freak!" Her anger overcoming her fatigue, Sonja sprang to her feet, feeling her new cock whipping about, brushing the tops of her knees. "Do not despair my dear Sonja," laughed Morgan. "The spell is not permanent....yet! I did put a little something extra into your spell, however, and it will be permanent in ten minutes and unreversible. To be fair though, I have provided a way for you to undo the spell if you are quick and care not for your reputation." "What, what do you mean?" demanded Sonja. "If you can suck yourself off and shoot a load of your own cum into your mouth before the ten minutes are up, the spell will be undone. Oh, actually you have only 9 minutes left now. You can either spend the rest of your life with that snake between your legs or you can get to work blowing yourself my dear. It is all up to you. We will enjoy watching you make up your mind." Sonja's gaze travelled the room and everyone stared back at her, wondering what she would choose. With a sob of frustration and anger, Sonja laid down on the floor and grasped the huge dick between her legs and began to run her hands up and down on it to get it hard. Humiliation took on new meaning for Sonja as she lay there on the ball room floor in front of hundreds of people and masturbated her newly acquired cock in front of them. She heard ribald comments coming from courtiers that would have made a sailor blush at their crudeness. As her cock hardened she brought it up towards her mouth, so it snaked between her large tits and rested just below her lips. Everyone in the room was jockying for position, waiting to see if she could go through with this obsenity. Could she degrade herself so much as to stuff her own cock in her mouth and suck on it? Could she suck herself until she shot her own cum into her mouth? Could she do it with all these people watching? Her pulse hammered in her brain as people urged her to open her mouth and take it inside. Shame flooding her body, Red Sonja opened her mouth and took her cock inside. Even with such a huge cock, all she could get inside was the first few inches but that was enough to fill up her mouth and puff out her cheeks. "Suck it dearie," shouted an old woman. "We all want to see you blow your load in your mouth! Don't we?" she asked the rest of the people in the room. "Yesssssssssssssss!" roared the crowd and Sonja wished she were dead. "Three minutes left sweetie," called Morgan. "You better start sucking harder than that!" Sonja saw Artheria, Gwen, Lancelot, Katy, Gal and the other knights also watching her, unable to turn away from the sight. "Two minutes," called Morgan in a mocking voice. Oh fuck it all anyway raged Sonja to herself and began to run her tongue all over her cock head, licking it with everything she had while squeezing her lips tight about the head. Sonja's hands became a blur on her cock as she jerked it. "One minute," called Morgan helpfully. Sonja redoubled her efforts, applying her full strength to her lips and clamping down on the cock while her hands slid up and down the shaft faster and faster. In her balls, Sonja felt the cum stirring and starting to drive upwards. "Your time is..." began Morgan but she didn't have time to finish as Sonja came in a gusher. Creamy cum exploded out of her cock and into her mouth and Sonja swallowed it down greedily, not knowing how much she had to swallow to undo the spell. It seemed like minutes, but finally the torrent of cum subsided and Sonja lay there gasping on the floor of the ball room with cum trickling out the corners of her mouth. She didn't feel any different. Was she too late? Had she humiliated herself to no purpose? Just when she was about to concede defeat, however, she felt her cock tremble and then it began to shrink. In seconds, Sonja was back to her normal self and her sword clattered onto the floor out of midair. Everyone stood gaping at the events that had just unfolded, including Morgan. Sonja snatched up her sword and without rising tossed it like a dagger towards the witch intending to spit her with it. Morgan Le Fey was a powerful witch, however, and despite being taken by surprize she cast a quick spell that froze the sword in the air, an inch from her throat. "NIce try whore," laughed Morgan, "but I am the greatest and most powerful witch in the world! None can best me in magic!" "You are right in the first statement madam," said a old but firm voice from the edge of the crowd. "But though you be the most powerful witch in the world, I am the most powerful wizard!" Everyone gasped as a gray haired old man leaning on a staff stepped forward. "Merlin!" cried Artheria in delight. "We thought you were dead!" "Not dead, merely imprisoned," replied Merlin. "You caught me by surprize with trickery Morgan, but can you face me now one on one? You were concentrating so much of your power on defeating this young woman here that you neglected to keep a good enough hold on me and now I shall deal with you." "You senile old fool," shrilled Morgan. "You should have run away when you had the chance!" Merlin shrugged. "I was never very bright madam. I was always too stupid to be lured by the lust for power that has consumed you." With that Merlin made a gesture at Artheria and Lancelot and the rest of the knights. In a flash they were transformed back into their male selfs. Red Sonja blinked up at the powerful figure of Arthur who once more held Excalibur. There seemed to be a glow about the King as he tossed his sword in the air and caught it with a joyous cry. "Fools," screamed Morgan. "You are still in my hold with my men around you and my dragon! Kill them all!" The guards surged forward, outnumbering the King and his men three to one and the dragon prepared to pounce. To the astonishment of everyone in the room, Arthur laughed. "Only three to one madam and only one dragon who can not grow to full size in this room? These," and he gestured to Lancelot and Kay and Galahad and the rest. "These are the mightiest knights in the land!" Red Sonja retrieved her sword and stood beside the king, still naked but ready to fight. "Well met again Sir Sonja the Red," greeted the king. "My liege," bowed Sonja, "I think we have some unfinished business to attend to." "Agreed," shouted Lancelot and then battle was joined. The room errupted into a melee of sword fighting and magical fireballs as Morgan called forth all her arts to attack the old wizard. "Fall damn you!" yelled Morgan as she unleashed all her magical power in a massive attack on the wizard. When the smoke cleared, everyone saw Merlin standing there, still leaning on his staff. His breathing had quickened slightly, but that was the only sign that he had had to exert himself in any way. Morgan stood there gaping at him. "My turn," he said and he waved one finger at Morgan and suddenly Morgan Le Fey was engulfed in a column of blue white flame that burned with a heat that made everyone fall back and cover their faces. A horrible screech errupted from the center of the pillar and then it was gone and so was the witch Morgan Le Fey. At her disappearance, the dragon Mordred surged forward intending to avenge her, but Arthur and Red Sonja stepped in front of it and swung their swords together. Excalibur, the mightiested magical sword ever created and the enchanted goddess blessed blade of Red Sonja cleaved down on either side of the dragon's neck and it crumpled into a bloody heap on the floor. * * When everything was over and they had ridden back to Camelot to celebrate their victory, Sonja was finally able to talk to Merlin and explain why she had come looking for him. The wizard nodded gravely at her story. "This is not good child," he said when she was done. "I have heard of this Taurus. He is quite a powerful sorcerer and if he gains control of the ten jewels then there is no limit on what he might be able to do wit that power. It is too much power for any mortal to have." "I don't mean to be disrespectful about magic," said Sonja, "but the whole ten levels of hell and the um...well cum thing seems rather a silly piece of magic." "Very silly," agreed Merlin, "but that is what you get when gods are involved." "Gods?" echoed Sonja questioningly. "Yes," replied Merlin. "Long ago a goddess was cast out of the heavens by the other gods as they felt she was not worthy of their celestial kingdom and she swore revenge on the other gods and goddesses. Her name was Clitoria, goddess of whores. Originally the other gods had put up with her, had in fact rather enjoyed her company if you know what I mean," recounted Merlin, "but as time went on and they wanted to look more respectable...well a goddess of whores was not part of the image they wanted to project to the praying public." "So they cast her out and she set up this whole ten levels of hell thing?" asked Sonja. "Yes," affirmed Merlin. "No one really thought it could happen. The odds of someone being able to make it through ten levels of hell are astronomically high," went on the wizard. "Just fighting your way through them is hard enough, but having the er ability to er be able to survive what is necessary to create the jewels is unthinkable. Yet here you are in the seventh hell with only three more to go after this one. You still do not have an easy task ahead of you since it will become more and more difficult to acquire the um substance you need in each hell since your body is adjusting to the magical spell." "That explains why I have not gotten my jewel here yet," sighed Sonja, "despite being gang banged by all Morgan's soldiers, being raped by a dragon and even sucking myself off." "Er precisely," murmered the wizard. "So what do I do now?" asked Sonja. "Do I give up my quest?" "I am sure you would be welcome to stay here at Camelot," said the Wizard, "but I do not think it is your destiny to do so. I fear you must complete the quest and obtain the ten jewels." "But if I do and give them to Taurus, he may destroy even the gods with the power they give him!" "I see one chance for you to defeat him and the others," said Merlin. "Listen closely!" The wizard began to whisper into Sonja's ear and now and then she nodded in understanding. "That is not going to be a lot of fun," was all Sonja finally said of the plan. "Still, it is better than no hope and no plan at all. But now how do I escape from this world?" "Er, well I have had an idea about that," said Merlin sheepishly. "I have already contacted the Queen and she and the King have agree to it." "Follow me." said the Queen as she appeared in the doorway as if summoned. Gwen led Sonja through the castle to a large room where the king and his nights waited, seated at a large round table. "How would you like to be the first woman fucked on the round table?" asked the Queen with a smile as she gestured towards the table. "It is a special magical table, and Merlin feels that it will push you over the top in your quest." Red Sonja swallowed hard. "Thank you your majesty for the offer, but umm who shall I fuck?" "Why me of course," said Gwen as she started to remove her robes. Sonja stared at the Queen in shock. She caught the look on Sonja's face and smiled. "Merlin tells me that it must be someone whom you have not made love to yet and I believe you have already made the aquaintance of my husband and his knights already?" "Er, yes," blushed Sonja and even Arthur looked a bit embarrassed. Gwen laughed again. "Oh don't worry my dear," she said to her husband. "I know that one side effect of Morgan's spell was to make the victim so horny they wanted to fuck anything that moved." As she talked, Gwen removed the last of her clothes and stood there quite unashamed in front of Sonja, Arthur and all the knights. She then took a goblet from Merlin who was doing his best to avert his eyes from her naked body. "Cheers," she said and took a drink. Her body went into convulsions and she doubled over. Sonja rushed forward, but she straightened up and waved help away. "It seems fitting that we use the same spell that Morgan used," said Gwen with a smile and at that Sonja noticed that the Queen was growing a very large cock between her legs. "You mean?" asked Sonja and she trailed off not sure what to say. "Yep," said the Queen. "Sir Sonja, I order you to strip, lay back on the table and spread those pretty legs of yours so I can fuck you goood!" "At once your majesty!" cried Sonja and she removed her armour with practiced speed and climbed up on the table. She laid down on the smooth wood and it felt warm on her ass instead of cold as she had thought it might be. Bemused she watched the Queen climb onto the table, stroking her cock as she came towards Sonja. "My husband told me your pussy felt real nice wrapped around his cock," whispered the Queen to Sonja as she crawled on top of the busty warrior. "I am glad I get to confirm that for myself!" "I am all yours my lady," whispered Sonja gazing up into Gwen's beautiful face. "Then take my sword in thy sheath!" cried the Queen and plunged her hard cock into Sonja. The thrill of being fucked while the other knights watched had already made Red Sonja wet and the Queen's cock slid all the way into her without any trouble. The Queen rested for a second, laying on top of Sonja with her cock inside Sonja and kissed her full on the lips, their breasts rubbing together. They held this embrace, tongues twining around each other for several minutes then the Queen began to stroke slowly in and out of Sonja, both women enjoying the sensations of pleasure that ran through their bodies with each stroke. Sonja's hands reached up to grope the Queen's big jugs as Gwen started to pick up the pace, driving her dick into and out of Sonja's pussy faster and harder and deeper. "Oh yes, your majesty! Fuck me! Fuck me harder!" moaned Sonja as her body climbed towards an orgasm and the Queen quickend her pace. "Ahhhhhhhhhhh, yes here I cum Sir Sonja the Red Knight......slayer of dragons and the best fuck in all of Camelot!" Sonja locked her legs around the Queen's waist and with a shudder the Queen emptied her royal seed into Sonja and the two women lay there on the round table panting and short of breath. Sonja waited expectantly for the sensations that indicated the jewel was forming but felt nothing. Suddenly she realized that Arthur and all the knights in the room had pulled out their cocks which were hard from the sight of the Queeen fucking the big breasted warrior in front of their eyes. "For Camelot!" shouted the King and he jerked his cock sending a massive load of cum onto the bodies of the two naked women. "For Camelot!" shouted the rest of the knights and one after one they fired their knightly loads onto their Queen and fellow knight. Red Sonja opened her mouth and caught cum as it arced t owards her as she lay on the table. Gwen rolled off her to enjoy the view of the cum raining down on them and suddenly Sonja felt it. She gave a scream of part pleasure and part pain and reached inside herself and pulled out the jewel. It was a lovely sapphire and as it glistened with her moist juices on it, Sonja saw the gate open. It was centered on one of the chairs, the only one unoccupied by a knight. "The Siege Perilous," breathed Arthur. Sonja gatherdd up her clothes and sword and with a bow to the King and Queen she sat down in the chair and vanished. End of Part Eight.