05: Panty Pilferer Proposition [Kyria]
“I-I’m sorry to bother you with something so silly,” said Kym, an innkeeper. She was a small woman, standing at a measly four-and-a-half feet or so, though the long, red, fuzzy animal ears sprouting from the top of her head helped give her a bit of a boost in that department. She had been in the midst of sweeping the front patio of her inn, and was now fiddling with the broomstick. She’d requested help from the town guards, but she certainly hadn’t been expecting the Captain herself to personally show up to hear her out. “It’s not really worth your time, Captain Kyria. I-I’m sure you have much more serious issues to deal with…”
“Oh, don’t say that, love,” Kyria replied with a smile, towering over the woman at her six feet height. “I am always here to help with any problems, big or small.” Her voice was soft, soothing, and sweet, almost like she was constantly singing as she spoke.
Kym’s nervous wince turned to a smile. There was a reason everyone in town adored the Captain. “Thank you, Captain Kyria. Please, follow me then.”
The innkeeper led Kyria around to the back of the building, stopping right beside an array of clotheslines. The lines were quite packed, housing everything from tunics to slacks to robes and underwear drying in the heat of the bright overhead sun.
“We have been having some clothes go missing over the past few days,” Kym explained, extending her arm out towards the clotheslines.
“Is there anything linking the different clothes that have gone missing?” Kyria asked, not even bothering to turn and face the clotheslines properly. With the visor covering her eyes, she couldn’t even see them anyway.
Kym glanced nervously to the side. “Well…th-they’re all underwear. Women’s.”
A tiny little smile appeared on Kyria’s lips. “I had a feeling that would be the case.”
“Also…” the innkeeper continued, extending a clawed finger to point at one of the windows on the ground floor of the building. “A guest who had spent the night in that room there last week told me that she saw someone peeking through her window. Someone with bright orange eyes that stood out in the night.”
“I think it’s safe to say the two events are likely connected,” the Captain replied. “It seems we have a little pervert sneaking around this district.”
The knight once again bowed before the innkeeper. “Thank you for the information, Kym. Do you have any rooms available right now?”
“Um, y-yes, of course.”
“Wonderful. I’d like to book one, if that’s alright with you.”
After taking a nice, hot bath at the inn, Kyria returned to her room, throwing on a simple tank top and some shorts. If the next few minutes played out as she expected, it was better to leave her armor off for the time being, though she kept her visor on, as usual.
She strolled over to the window, though she didn’t bother looking through it, given her visor was blocking her sight anyway. The room she’d booked was on the ground floor at the back, right beside the clotheslines. Not only that, she’d also lent Kym some of her favorite lingerie to hang up on the lines as bait.
In view of anyone who might be on the other side of the window, Kyria held her toned arms up high above her head, and stretched her back, making sure to stick her bubble butt out prominently. That wasn’t really necessary for her plan, but she decided to have some fun with it.
It turned out to actually be to her benefit, though, as she heard the faintest little gasp outside, followed by a quick rush of air as the peeping tom ducked out of view as fast as he could.
Kyria’s long, pointed ears twitched as they picked up the sound of more air rushing over the fencing behind the inn. Oh my, he’s quite fast, she mused to herself with a grin.
She hopped out of the window, extending her fingers towards the nearest clothesline to confirm that her lingerie had been taken. Of course. There was no way he’d be able to resist something as sexy as that bustier.
Kyria then took off running in pursuit of the pervert. Despite having ridiculously thick and muscled thighs that were almost too big for her, Kyria moved swiftly and silently, like she was running across the wind rather than the ground below and weighed nothing, vaulting over the fence with ease.
On the other side of the fence was a dense assortment of buildings in one of the poorer districts of the town. They were packed tightly together, and there were numerous townsfolk winding around the streets and maneuvering through alleyways. It would have been nearly impossible for someone to manage pursuing the peeping tom in a situation like this…
But Captain Kyria was a woman who was no stranger to the impossible.
She almost instantly was able to lock on to a trail to follow – not one of steps, prints, or disturbance to the environment. No, it was a trail of the wind – the fluttering of the lingerie in the peeping tom’s grip, every quick pivot around a corner he took, every fence he hopped over, and every exhalation he took as he ran for his life.
He never had a chance of evading her.
Karn dived through an open window, then quickly shut it and the curtains behind himself while barely making a sound. While his heart was racing from the exhilaration, he made sure to keep himself as quiet as possible.
Satisfied that he’d managed to make it back to his little home without anyone detecting him, he smiled and made his way to his bedroom, running a hand through his overgrown black bangs to slip them away from his orange eyes. He was a short guy, about five feet tall, with a light red skin tone and two tiny little tusks protruding from his mouth. He had some broad shoulders, a fairly common trait for half-orcs, though he’d never bothered developing the muscles to really make good use of them.
He dropped down onto the edge of the bed, eyes glittering in excitement as he held his prize aloft – an expensive, silky, red lace bustier. The most gorgeous piece he’d ever swiped, now all his.
He had no idea who they belonged to, but he had to imagine the owner was an absolute goddess – she had to be to pull something like this off. His mind wandered back to the image of that tall blonde elf woman he’d spotted stretching in one of the rooms right after he’d swiped it. He hoped and prayed it belonged to her – the thought of an incredible body like that having touched this underwear…oh boy…!
But right before he could bring it to his face, he suddenly heard knocks at his front door, and he froze. Who was that…? He never had visitors…
Oh shit. Had he somehow gotten caught…?
He stood up and prepared to retreat out of the window, until a voice on the other side of the door called out, “This is Captain Kyria of the guard force. Would you mind opening this door for me?”
Karn winced. Partly because he knew he was in deep shit for sure, but also because…
It was a woman. A woman with a gorgeous, calming voice, at that. It had been eons since a woman had spoken to him, and this was the first time one had come to his home before.
Even if the only reason a woman was here was to arrest him…even though he potentially had some kind of chance of escaping out the window…Karn found himself setting the lingerie down on the bed, and shuffling over to the front door to open it anyway. That was how desperate he was for some female contact.
“Uh, h-how can I help y-” he began, his voice barely more than a nervous, stuttery mumble. From behind the curtain of his bangs, his eyes went wide. Standing on the other side was the impossibly sexy elf woman from before.
Kyria stood calmly out in front of Karn’s house, a hand on her hip, though the young man’s eyes were more understandably drawn to the ridiculously thick, muscular legs she was sporting instead. “Hello. I believe you have something of mine?”
Karn found himself completely paralyzed. He had no idea what to say, or what to do. He just stood there, sweat beginning to wash over his face, his body twitching anxiously. He supposed his life was probably over by now, but hey, at least he got to see the most gorgeous woman he’d ever laid eyes on before then, right?
As the young half-orc stood there, not responding in any way, Kyria asked, “May I come in, dear?”
He shuffled back awkwardly, and Kyria walked inside, closing the door behind her.
“You’re quite the fast runner,” she said. “I suppose it was a good thing I was the one pursuing you. I doubt the other guards would have been able to catch you. It’s truly a shame to only use such a talent for swiping underwear. I’m sure you could put it to much better use than that, yes?”
Finally, Karn said something. Well…not really. He sort of…snorted, gasped, cried, and coughed at the same time. It did manage to put a bit of a smile on Kyria’s face, at least. “Did you leave it in your bedroom, perhaps?”
She gracefully walked over to said bedroom, confirming the presence of her lingerie on her bed, picking it up. “It seems I didn’t give you quite enough time to, well, ‘use’ them, I suppose? Hmhm~.”
Kyria sat down on the edge of his bed, then patted the space beside her. It took a few moments for him to process what was going on, but he eventually did as he was told, joining her. “May I ask your name, sweetheart?”
“K-Karn…”
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Karn. Your voice sounds young, but not too young to not understand that what you’ve been doing is wrong, surely?
He nodded slowly, eyes locked onto the floor in shame.
“I’ve dealt with my fair share of peeping toms and underwear thieves over my many years on the force,” Kyria said. Though she was lecturing him, her voice was so naturally sexy, and that sing-songy lilt to it only made it even more arousing to Karn. He had to hunch over to not give away his growing erection. “Am I correct in assuming that you do not have much contact with women, Karn?”
“Y…yes…”
“I understand you’re lonely, and you likely have a lot of pent-up sexual hunger in you,” she continued, placing a hand on his back, which made his cock twitch. “But this is certainly not the right means to deal with that desire you have. It won’t give you the satisfaction you actually crave, nor will it make women more inclined to be interested in you.”
His head hung even lower. What a conflicting thing, being shamed and aroused at the same time. “A…am I going to be arrested…?”
“Arrested?” Kyria repeated with an amused little giggle. “Oh, I don’t think you’ve done anything so heinous as to be in need of imprisonment. Or have you?”
He shook his head.
“I thought not,” she replied. “I take it you’re more naughty than nefarious. No, instead, I would like to try and help you, Karn.”
Before he could ask how she intended to do that, her hand was on his crotch, stroking his cock through his pants.
He jumped in place, and let out a loud groan, overwhelmed at her touch.
“I am willing to help you ‘let off some steam’,” Kyria said. “If you are willing to vow to me that you will not engage in any of this behavior again, and that you will consider finding a better way to use your talents than thievery.”
“Aaaah…!” he moaned, leaning back on his arms and pushing his hips up into her hand. Her fingers were long and slender, and seemed to know exactly where to touch him. “Y-yes…! I’ll do it!”
“Wonderful. Thank you, Karn.” That same model had served her well in the past, and she knew it would work on him, too. “Now…how about you get these clothes off for me, dear?”
While he’d been barely more active than a statue mere moments ago, now he was scrambling frantically to get his clothes off, to Kyria’s amusement. Even hundreds of years into her life, she still hadn’t tired of boys’ inability to hide their excitement at the prospect of having sex with her.
Karn was soon naked, though strangely he kept his hands over his crotch, which caught Kyria by surprise. “Hm? What is it?”
“Uh, er…well…” He swallowed. “I…I know I’m not very big…”
That got a giggle from her. One that was too pretty to register as embarrassing to Karn’s ears. “Ah, yes, boys’ greatest insecurity~” She gently peeled his hands away with her own before locking her fingers around his dick. It felt about five inches long to her, and moderately girthy. “Oh, there’s nothing to worry about here, dear. You have a perfectly wonderful cock.”
Karn released the full-capacity breath his lungs had been harboring. “R-really…?”
“Of course,” she said, her hand gently stroking him. “But if you’re not convinced with mere words, then perhaps seeing me being pleasured with it would help?”
The half-orc boy was still in utter disbelief at how the last few minutes had unfolded, and couldn’t even bring himself to respond. All he could do was lie there, mouth agape as he watched Kyria stand up beside his bed and sensually peel off her clothes.
They hadn’t been hiding much before, but seeing her in full nudity had Karn almost ready to cry from how beautiful a sigh she was. She was tall and well-muscled, with smooth, soft skin littered with various scars. Plump breasts, chiseled abs, and ridiculously thick thighs – what a fucking woman the Captain was!
And then she turned around, and he once again got to witness her ass. The ass he’d peeped on when she was in her room at the inn. That fat, round, bubbly pair of cheeks – had the gods themselves sculpted this woman?!
“I hope you don’t mind me taking the lead, dear,” she said as she planted her hands on his knees to stabilize herself. “But with this being your first time, I think you might be more comfortable with me taking the reins?”
He nodded, licking and biting at his lips, gulping and swallowing and desperately swiping his sweat-soaked bangs out of his face as Kyria began to drop her perfect butt down onto his lap.
The instant her cheeks wrapped around his shaft, he came.
After catching his breath, he looked up at her. “I-I’m sorry…! I didn’t…!”
She held her hand out, placing her finger across his lips. “Shhhh, it’s alright, dear. You’ve done nothing wrong. Worry not, you will get hard again. It doesn’t have to be over yet.”
And when she retrieved her finger and scooped up some of the cum that he’d sprayed across her muscled back and licked it clean, he did indeed get hard again.
Kyria continued her buttjob, slow and steady to try not to overstimulate him again. All the while, Karn gripped tightly to the sheets beneath him, also trying to keep from busting early again.
It was a hell of an ordeal withstanding the gentle squish and tug the Captain’s ass unleashed upon his dick. He wanted to reach out and grab her butt, but he had a feeling that would just trigger another orgasm, so he kept his hands on the sheets.
Not that he managed to last long doing that anyway. With a hiss, his hips bucked, and he began to spray another load of cum across Kyria’s back.
Kyria stood up from him after that, wiping up the second load and licking it clean, too. “Do you enjoy muscular women, Karn, or do you find it offputting?”
Though his head was in a daze, he craned his head to look at her and respond with a desperate, “I like it, ma’am! I like it a lot!”
“That’s wonderful to hear,” she said before crawling onto the bed on top of him. Her tits slid up the length of his body, starting from his limp cock, trailing all the way up to his own chest, before finally arriving at his face. “I know some boys aren’t fans, and that’s alright. But I certainly appreciate boys who are~”
The half-orc could not resist locking his lips around the elven woman’s nipple, suckling like he were dying of thirst in the desert. He hadn’t been expecting to get milk from her, but he certainly had no qualms about it.
“Don’t forget to touch your partner’s body,” she said. While Karn was occupied slurping on her nipple, Kyria took hold of his hands and moved them to her back, then her ass, whereupon he clenched tightly, his fingers digging into the soft booty flesh. “It’s alright to cum quickly. Just make sure to continue pleasuring your partner any way you can in between your erections.”
He moved his hands away from her butt and over to her thick thighs. They felt even stronger than he’d been expecting, especially as she squished them closed around his growing hard-on.
Kyria brought her lips right beside Karn’s ear, and she whispered to him, “Would you like to feel what it’s like to be inside a woman, Karn?”
He popped her breast out from his mouth, nodding frantically enough to have her breast milk spraying from his lips and chin. “Yes! Yes!”
The Captain reached down below and took Karn’s dick, angling it towards her pussy. “That’s good,” she said, all while Karn groaned and twitched beneath her. “I’ve been quite eager to feel it inside me as well.”
It took everything Karn had to not climax immediately. He simply hadn’t been ready for how tight, how warm, how wet, and how cozy it felt having his cock be inside a woman. His hands weren’t able to stroke her legs anymore, as they were required to grip onto the bed sheets for dear life. His mouth could no longer reach her nipple, as his head was tilted all the way back – he didn’t even want to look at her, as even that would likely set him off.
Kyria could tell he was trying to resist another orgasm, so she made sure not to overstimulate him right away, and to give him time to adjust. She’d always enjoyed being someone’s first time, and was quite good at making it the best experience she could for them.
After some time, she brought her hands to his chest, and began caressing him. “Oooh, you feel lovely, Karn~” she cooed, slowly and carefully moving her hips to get some friction going. “Would it be alright if I rode you a bit harder?”
His head was abuzz with so many sensations that he almost hadn’t heard her. But he did manage to nod, to Kyria’s satisfaction.
Planting her hands on his chest to stabilize herself, she lifted her hips up as far as she could without completely unsheathing the half-orc cock penetrating her, then dropped down until he was balls-deep inside of her.
Over and over again, slowly and steadily, all the while keeping in tune with Karn’s breathing and his twitching to keep him from cumming too quickly.
He seemed to be building some decent resistance as time went on, prompting Kyria to start riding more quickly and more powerfully, grinding her hips in different directions to get his dick to dig into her the way she liked it.
Eventually, Karn was able to take his hands off of the sheets and instead move them back to her ass, taking two firm grips of meat to hold onto. And later, he could even angle his head back down to watch.
The sight of the beautiful elf Captain bouncing up and down on his dick, tits flopping with each lap proved to be too much to handle, and sent him over the edge. Kyria sensed it, and made sure to drop down all the way and stay there, riding out Karn’s orgasm as the half-orc filled her with his third load of the day. “Good, good, let it all out inside me~”
As he pumped the last of his seed into her, he collapsed onto his bed, arms and legs spread wide, completely spent.
Smiling, Kyria climbed off of him, deciding to let him get some much-needed rest. “That was lovely, Karn,” she said, getting back into her tank top and shorts. “And hopefully, we can put this little panty plundering business behind us, yes?”
She began making her way to the door, but stopped as Karn called out to her.
He weakly nodded his head towards her lingerie, still laid out on the bed. Thankfully, he also mentioned it with words, otherwise she wouldn’t have understood, given she couldn’t see what he was doing. “What about your, um…your lingerie?”
“Hm…Why not keep it as a little reminder of our little deal?”
“Really?”
“Yes. And who knows? Perhaps one day in the future, when you’ve turned your life around and truly put this phase of your life in the past, I may return and show you what it looks like when it’s worn~?”
The next day, as Captain Kyria began to make her afternoon rounds, she was suddenly approached by a few of her guards, who told her that a civilian had been pestering them all morning asking to join the force, and awaiting orders on what to do about him.
As she expected, it was Karn, and she gave the order to approve his enlistment. He soon went on to become one of her top officers, making good use of his agility to capture slippery criminals and rush to emergencies to provide immediate assistance. He became quite popular with the townsfolk, and even a few ladies here and there. He never stole or peeped on anyone ever again, and he did eventually get to see what it looked like when Kyria wore that expensive, silky, red lace lingerie.
