Deedlit in the Trees - Fic

My dear fiancé Another0079 has graced us with another mini-fic for the latest Monthly Damsel! I hope you enjoy it as much as I did--I think he really nailed Deedlit's personality.

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Being attacked by Marmo soldiers was hardly surprising for Deedlit. The fact they were after her, a high elf, for some nefarious reason was a mild surprise, but nothing too hard to believe. What was hard to believe, however, was that she would end up tied to a tree by a dark elf, who would go on to claim she was a fake, and order the other soldiers to leave and find the "real" high elf. 

"Good. They're finally gone," the scantily-clad dark elf woman said as she laid herself down on her stomach on the same thick tree branches Deedlit was bound to. "Now it's just you and me." 

Deedlit grumbled, and glanced to the side. Rescue wasn't an impossibility, but they were high up in the trees. Her human allies would have a hard time getting up here. "Hsh thwsh rhwllhw nhwshwshwrhw?" Deedlit tried to ask. Try was the operative word, as the dark elf woman's spell of restraint had also silenced her by creating a sturdy wooden rod that was pulled tightly between her teeth.  It was strapped tightly in, garbling her words and also leading to a tiny bit of drooling.

The restraints themselves were inconvenient to say the very least. Her wrists had been tied behind her back with magical rope that seemed unbreakable. More rope ran above her breasts to pin her arms to her sides, and more still pinned her back to the tree trunk. Her long, slender legs had been individually folded shut by the magic rope binding them. Even without the rope, her legs were practically useless. She was mounted on the branch like it was a horse, leaving all of her weight placed right on her crotch. 

And was this really necessary?! she thought regarding the final rope. It was tied around her waist, and then pulled tightly between her legs, digging into her most sensitive spot. Annoyingly, it managed to be equal parts uncomfortable and oddly-enjoyable. Deedlit's ears twitched frustratedly. Forget untying her arms or legs, this thing had to be removed first and foremost!

"I do not believe I introduced myself," the dark elf said, tilting her head and smiling softly at her. "I am Pirotess. I already know who you are, Deedlit." 

"Plwwshwd tw mhwt yhw," Deedlit moaned sarcastically. Her head was still turned away from Pirotess, but out of the side of her eye she glared at the dark elf. "You know, you and I have both spent some time around humans," Pirotess said, idly kicking her legs back and forth. "What do you think of them? Personally, I have only seen one human who isn't a slobbering fool. One wonders how they manage to form their own kingdoms at all." 

Deedlit let out an indignant moan. Humans weren't that bad. Slayn and Etoh were intelligent and reliable people. Woodchuck, for all his faults, had been a loyal companion. And Parn was... 

It occurred to Deedlit that, if it was Parn here instead of Pirotess, she might not mind being restrained like this. 

Where is that coming from? she thought. It was certainly an interesting idea, and at that moment she moved just the right way to receive a rather pleasant sensation from the rope between her legs. She filed that thought away to investigate later. 

"What's this?" Pirotess asked teasingly. "Is that a blush? Is there perhaps a human you've taken a liking to?" 

"Thwtsh nhwn hwf yhwr bhwshnhwsh!" Deedlit replied. 

"It doesn't matter I suppose. He could not hold a candle compared to my lord." 

Deedlit's glare became as sharp as her sword, which unfortunately lay out of her reach. Had this crazy dark elf gone through all of this trouble so that she could brag about her man?

"Don't look so upset," Pirotess said, reaching out and stroking Deedlit's cheek. "High elf or dark elf, it's been quite some time since I've had the chance to talk to a female elf. It's probably the same for you, so we should enjoy this." 

Deedlit groaned angrily, and squirmed against her magically created bindings. The ropes wouldn't budge in the slightest, and all she managed was to pull hard on the rope between her legs. A low moan escaped her throat as it dug into her, and she felt her body grow warm and her breathing heavy.

Pirotess watched her carefully. "You know, I have pledged myself to my lord... but you are rather beautiful," she said, cupping Deedlit's cheek with her slender fingers. "Perhaps you and i might be able to come to an arrangement." She picked herself up off the branch slightly, and Deedlit could really appreciate for the first time how Pirotess's dress exposed much of her chest. 

The captive high elf gulped, her face again glowing red. This was by far the most unexpected thing she had yet encountered as an adventurer. "Hw'll pwssh," she moaned, shaking her head and trying very hard to ignore the tightness of the rope between her legs.

"That's unfortunate," Pirotess replied with a frown. "But it is a long way back to Marmo. Perhaps you'll change your mind." She smiled at Deedlit as she stood up.

Deedlit, however, now began to properly worry. Taking her to Marmo was absolutely not something she wanted. Rescue from that place would be nigh-impossible. "Nwhhgh!!" she cried out as she began to earnestly struggle against her ropes. "Hwwwph!!"

"Sorry princess, but you'll be coming with me." Pirotess raised her arm to alter the spell holding Deedlit to the tree, but before she could a voice rang out through the trees. 

"DEED!!" 

Deedlit's heart leapt. Running along the bottom of the forest was Parn, and their other companions. 

"PWRRN!!" she cried out happily as they ran towards her and Pirotess. 

The dark elf scoffed, and turned to face them. Deedlit was confident that she'd be freed of these ropes with their help. She was a bit nervous though, considering the interesting conversation that would likely follow her rescue. 

And, though she didn't want to admit it, even to herself she was a bit excited for the conversation she would have with Parn. Alone, and in a much more private setting.