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Subject: Dark Age Tale II – Part 1 Dark Age Tale � Part 9 (This is the second part of this story. Parts 1-8 are the first) The usual warnings apply to this work of fiction. It contains references to and scenes of sex between boys and a man and if this type of material either offends or is prohibited for you, please leave now. Remember Nifty is free to us because of the kind donations of its users. Any comments, good or bad, welcome to ail I have decided to write this as a sort of ‘choose-your-own-adventure’ story. At the end of this part there will be two options. I will write the one most people ask for! ————— The young warrior positively strutted through the marketplace. He was at that age when a boy yearns for freedom and adventure, and as much as he might love and admire his father the idea of exploring the delights of a fair alone was far more exciting than dutifully following a man around. The boy’s father knew this, and while it might have saddened him slightly to think that his presence was not only not required but actually unwanted he knew it was natural. A boy his son’s age needed a taste of freedom and so he had given him a few coins and a smile, and a warning to be careful and not get into any trouble. The boy had been happy to take the first two but given little heed to the third. His father warned him against things all the time, and while he mostly obeyed he was also a boy who was accustomed to sitting painfully on a reddened backside. And more importantly he was a boy warrior, a hero, someone who was clearly old enough to keep himself safe amongst the throngs of people crowding around the stalls. The fair was being held in a small town, and the people were spilling into the alleyways around the main square, the adults drinking and children running to and fro. It was noisy and exciting, and the boy pushed his way between a crowd to stand at the front and watch two men wrestle. The crowd were half jeering and half cheering, and the boy laughed as he joined in oblivious to everything around him. If he had given any thought to his father’s warning at that point it would have only been to think how foolish it was. What could possibly happen to him here when he was başakşehir escort having such a good time? “That’s him.” The two burly men had followed the boy for the last hour. They knew their prey and had stalked him methodically, marking him even amongst the crowds from his black tunic and the silver ring in his lip. He was a slender handsome youth with tussled hair and sparkling eyes, and the men watched him hungrily the way a pair of wolves would watch a particularly fresh looking lamb. The larger of the two beckoned to two more associates, and unbeknown to the lamb the pack closed about him. ���-////���- “Come ladies and gentleman! Come see the the wondrous and terrible witch of the east Esmeralda!” Noah pushed his way towards the front of the crowd, eager to see what was going on. He took a final bite out of the honeycomb he had brought with some of the money Richard had given him, and the sweet sugary taste made him momentarily light headed as he licked his fingers clean. A tall man stood in front of him, but excitedly Noah squirmed around him until he was right at the front. He thought he might have annoyed the man who seemed to be standing very close, but the guy didn’t say anything so Noah chose to ignore him and enjoy the performance. It seemed to be some sort of magic show. The woman on the stage was dressed in a leather kilt and a tight top, and Noah felt a stirring in his groin as he looked at her long legs and leather boots. She was old, probably like 30 something, but the sight of her in the outfit was enough to give him a stiffy which he had to fiddle with the front of his grey Nike tracksuit bottoms to conceal. It was happening more and more, both when he saw girls and boys, which confused him. Most of the time he thought he liked boys. Well and Richard who he called `Dad’ but did decidedly non-Dad stuff with, but sometimes when he saw girls and women it happened as well. That confused him, and Richard’s attempts to explain that boy’s his age were excited by almost anything had just embarrassed him. He had been with the man for almost six months now, and while he might have lost most of his inhibitions there was something about a `sex talk’ with a man he halkalı escort called Dad that was mortifying to a thirteen year old boy. He might have been happy to walk around the villa naked and sleep nude with the man, but having the `birds and the bees’ explained was somehow hardwired to embarrass even the most free spirited teenage boy. “The wonderous Esmeralda, feared and desired!” The woman held up a burning torch and blew out a huge ball of fire making the crowd clap loudly. Noah joined in, obviously this wasn’t going to be some little kid magic show and he was keen to see more. Her four `assistants’ were all men and dressed as `barbarians’ all fur and leather. They looked quite cool and Noah clapped as the woman blew another ball of flame. “Are any here brave enough to partake in her magic? Be warned, she may curse as well as charm you!” The crowd laughed and a few men put up their arms, some shouting rude comments that made Noah smirk. “My boy is brave enough!” To his surprise the man behind him took hold of Noah’s wrist and raised it in the air, simultaneously giving him a light shove in the small of his back which pushed him forward. To surprised to react Noah just gaped, the crowd thought he had volunteered and cheered as one of the men led him to the stage. “He’s with us mate, just play along.” One of the men whispered in Noah’s ear, putting an arm around him and ushering up a small step ladder on to a raised platform. It all happened so fast Noah had no time to disagree, and before he knew it he was standing next to the woman. “And who is this brave and handsome warrior?” The woman draped an arm around him suggestively, and the crowd laughed and made a `oooooh’ noise which made him blush. “Noah,” he mumbled, and the assistant called out his name as `Noah the bold’ which got a laugh. “Do you dare step into the cursed casket Noah the Bold?” A small, elaborately painted box stood in the middle of the stage and Noah suddenly realised why they had wanted him to participate in the show. A fully grown man wouldn’t fit inside, but if he crouched down and scrunched up a bit he could probably manage it. “Sure,” he tried to sound nonchalant and the crowd cheered, liking şirinevler escort his bravado. “Brave and handsome!” The crowd gave another `oooooh’ and then a cheer as Esmeralda gave him a kiss on the forehead. Noah felt his face go bright red and he allowed himself to be led over to the box. It was the size of a large packing crate, and Noah quickly stood inside hoping to hide his embarrassment. “Any last words Noah the Bold?” The man put a hand on the top of his head and gave him a firm push down and before he could say anything the lid slammed shut leaving him in total darkness. He could dimly hear crowd outside, before someone rapped hard on the lid twice and the floor beneath him gave way plunging him down into darkness. He didn’t fall far, only the four feet or so from stage to the ground and there was a padded matt to spare him an injuries, but the wolves were on him instantly. One grabbed him around the waist, pinning his arms to his side and stopping him struggling. Before he could even think of yelling the second wolf was on him as well, a rag in hand and the silver duct tape already peeled. The rag was stuffed in his mouth before the tape was wrapped around and around the lower part of his face, sealing his mouth closed tight and filling his nostrils with an unpleasant glue smell. The boy was no match for the strength of even one of the men, and the two easily flipped him on to his belly, forcing his wrists behind him and binding them with the tape as well. After that it took just a moment to wrap tape around his ankles, below the knees and around the chest, tying him in a neat little package. “Smile kid.” The last thing Noah saw before a strip of tape was slapped over his eyes was the flash of a camera phone before his world became black. Outside the crowd were cheering as the box was revealed to be empty. The assistant shouted that bold young warrior must have been cursed and banished to the dark realm of hades for impudence, and `Esmeralda’ blew another fireball making them cheer even louder before sharing a knowing smile with her two friends. Behind the crowd no-one had paid any attention to the two men walking away. One was carrying a large and heavy looking hold-all, and if anyone had bothered to give it a second glance they may have thought it was wriggling slightly. ——————- (So the options for the next part are: A – The kidnap is part of a role-play event Noah and Richard know about; B – Noah has been kidnapped for real)

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