“It’s the only way,” said Throofoonah.

“I fuck and suck Bon enough,” said Aareesha in frustration, “I’m not eager to add to the list of vermin humans who I have sexually pleasured. I presume you’ll want me to take off the silver ring when I suck him, too. That’s not exactly fair.”

Bon was out of the house. He had left Aareesha behind in Bon’s mansion. Aareesha and Throofoonah had been alone in the bedroom, arguing about what to do next.

Aareesha did not currently need to obey Bon. Throofoonah had again suspended Aareesha’s vow. Escape was another matter. Any attempt by Aareesha to leave the mansion would be blocked by the guards. She didn’t have Bon’s permission to leave. Aareesha had no good excuse for leaving Bon’s mansion. This made leaving hard to justify. Even worse, Aareesha was being pursued by all of elvendom. Leaving the mansion was dangerous. Aareesha and Throofoonah needed some help.

Throofoonah wanted to send a message to a grand-daughter of a trusted follower. The grand-daughter lived in Ston. An errand-man dropped by twice a day for handling messages like this. The errand-man would be perfect for sending a message… if Aareesha had money. Unfortunately, Aareesha had no access to money. Throofoonah felt Aareesha should sell her body for the job.

« It’s easy for that bitch to sell out my body, » thought Aareesha. Aareesha decided to keep that thought to herself. She hated this plan. She couldn’t think of another. She didn’t dare exchange her earrings, shoes, or dress. Other than her body, she didn’t have anything of value to offer.

Aareesha was also experiencing a dreadful fear from the fear rune. She was planning to go against her master’s orders. The fear was deeply unpleasant. Aareesha was doing her best to soldier on.

They had written a letter, put it in an envelope, and hidden the envelope under the bed. The letter said, “Dear Tailor Wentee: I hope to talk with you about creating a ravishing new dress. I’m hoping you’ll be able to make one that is out of the ordinary. I love wearing finery. I want to order one within the next month. Please contact me when you are able. I will need my master Bon’s permission, but I hope you’ll be able to present such wonderful options that you will be able to convince him afterwards. Please contact me here as soon as your can. - Aareesha”

Throofoonah said, “At least if you suck off the errand-man, you won’t feel an increased desire to obey him or a fear of his displeasure. That only happens when a male’s cum is in your cunt.”

Aareesha grunted an acknowledgment. Aareesha acknowledged this as true. The situation was still terrible. She still hated the plan.

Throofoonah decided it was time to offer an olive branch. She said, “Look, I’m really sorry about my whining earlier. I know you didn’t mean to reveal the silver ring so soon. Please understand, I’ve had scare after scare after scare in my long life. I was almost revealed by my previous wearer. Now a human knows about the silver ring. I feel vulnerable. Also, these repeated tortures are hard on me. I intensely feel those tortures. I was taking out my fear and frustrations on you. That wasn’t fair of me. I understand that now. Please forgive me.”

Aareesha paused in surprise. Elves rarely apologized. Their prideful nature meant making apologies was a struggle. Aareesha could tell Throofoonah was being sincere. Aareesha also knew it would be harder for them to successfully escape if they were at each other’s throats. Aareesha decided to do the right thing, as embarrassing as it was.

“I accept your apology,” said Aareesha, “and I’m also sorry. I’m sorry I failed to hide the silver ring. I’m sorry I kept wearing you when I didn’t have to while I was getting fucked. Let’s try to work together instead of fighting. Will you forgive me as well?”

“Yes, gladly,” replied Throofoonah. “I want us to work together. I promise, if we work together, we can make a difference.”

Aareesha wasn’t sure this was true. She hoped it was true.

Aareesha heard the errand-man arrive in the foyer. She was wearing her beautiful green dress and matching shoes. She took off the silver ring and walked downstairs to him. He turned out to be a young man, perhaps twenty or so.

She said to the errand-man, “I have a small task. Would you please come up stairs with me so we can discuss the task and terms?”

“Certainly!”

Once she led him into the bedroom she closed the door behind her.

Aareesha said, “I need you to secretly deliver a letter to a friend of mine in this city. I don’t have money, so I’m willing to suck you off instead. Is that acceptable?”

The errand-man looked her over. Elven women were unnaturally beautiful. Aareesha was a prime example. Aareesha’s beautiful outfit accentuated her delightful curves. He could feel his cock hardening merely from looking at her.

He said, “deal.”

Aareesha knelt down in front of him. She looked up into his lust-filled demanding eyes. She fished out his cock. She began to suck his cock. She immediately felt anguish from the punish rune because she was deliberately disobeying her master Bon. She was again keeping a secret. She pushed down the horrific feeling of anguish. She did her best to hide her feelings, as if she were an accomplished actress. She seductively looked up into his eyes. Aareesha needed him to not betray her. Aareesha had no other tools, so she had decided to give her best effort towards his pleasure.

The man had clearly never experienced the best effort of an elven female for pleasuring a male. She rode up and down his cock with her mouth. Her throat pleasured his cock on all sides. In moments his cock practically exploded, filling her mouth with his sperm. She swallowed it all. She gently sucked out the rest. Soon his balls were utterly spent. His mind reeled from unimagined pleasure.

The errand-man did his best to recover. He said, “where - uh - where’s the letter?” Aareesha handed him the envelope, pre-addressed.

The errand-man left. He hoped more deals like that would be on offer. He frankly hoped they would become a daily habit.

Aareesha put her silver ring back on. She confirmed to Throofoonah that the message had been sent. Neither was sure what would happen next.

In less than an hour Bon’s mansion had a visitor: an unaccompanied woman. An unaccompanied woman was legal in Ston, but unusual. The woman wore a shapeless dress, a hood, and a copper ring. The woman announced that her name was Wentee and that she was here to speak with Aareesha.

Aareesha walked down to the foyer, still wearing her fancy green dress. Aareesha requested that her visitor be allowed through. She felt anguish from the punish rune, due to her actions that would displease and disobey her master, but she soldiered through.

The guards carefully searched Wentee. They determined she wasn’t dangerous. This visit was unusual, but they had no orders to forbid it. The guards allowed Wentee through. Wentee followed Aareesha up to the bedroom.

Once they were alone, Wentee looked at the silver ring on Aareesha’s hand. Aareesha said, “before we go further, you need to take off the copper ring you’re wearing.”

Wentee replied, “you’re asking a lot from me. I see you’re a female elf. I’ve heard about a silver ring like yours. Fine. I’ll do it. You need to keep this a secret.”

“I promise.”

Wentee took off her copper ring. Her appearance changed. She was revealed to be a female elf. She was not a woman at all.

Wentee said, “I’ve revealed my secret to you. It’s time for you to return the favor.”

Wentee placed her hand on the silver ring. She said, “I’m Wentee. Is this silver ring from long ago?”

Throofoonah answered, “it’s me! Throofoonah!”

Wentee’s mouth dropped. “I can hear you! My grandma told me about you. I thought you were long gone.”

Throofoonah said, “No, I’m still around! I want to get out of Ston. Aareesha does too. She’s currently enslaved. Can you sneak us out of this mansion and the city?”

Wentee kept her hand touching the ring. She said, “I have friends who make money smuggling. If we can get both of you out of this mansion, we can hide you and cart you out of the city. Aareesha, I see you have a beautiful outfit to wear. There’s a big party in two days. I know the caterer. If you go to the party, we could sneak you out. Can you convince your master to go to the party and bring you?”

Throofoonah said, “I think so.”

Wentee said, “I’m taking a big chance. What do I get out of it?”

Throofoonah sourly said, “This is all part of getting female elves the rights they deserve.”

Wentee riposted, “You’ve been working on that for two thousand years. I need to survive today.”

Throofoonah said in frustration, “fine. I’ll tell you a gold stash location once we’ve safely left the city. You know my reputation. I keep my promises.”

Wentee replied, “Okay. It’s a deal.”

Wentee left the bedroom and headed toward the mansion’s exit. Aareesha and Throofoonah hoped this was the first step of their escape.