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Englishwitch
Alice in new wonderland
Disclaimer: I have nothing to do with Alice in wonderland. It is a novel by Lewis Carroll.
Chapter 18
Alice stood by the riverbank, leaning heavily on the crutch that had been made for her. It was a miracle she was still alive, let alone standing, she knew this well. The death worms had eaten away a large chunk of her thigh, she’d lost a lot of blood. So much that she should be dead. But the medical powers possessed by the people of this valley had won out eventually. Thought everyday she was told what a miracle it had been. Through their own medical knowledge and some strange healing herbs that they possessed Alice’s wound was healing very well but there would never be a complete recovery. Some of the skin had begun the knit back together, but her leg still looked like a fillet stake that had been tenderised. It was a mess of growing scar tissue and scabby wounds. It no longer bled but there was still some pain. Her leg could support her weight, hence the crutch. Every time she tried to walk without help it would collapse from under her and Alice would tumble to the floor screaming as pain tore through her body from her leg.
Alice looked down at her injured leg, thick bandages were wrapped around the wound but there was no mistaking that the left was thinner than the right, a lot of flesh was missing. She sighed and continued to look at the water, the way the sunlight sparkled off its surface. Behind her there was a quiet rustling and a sharp, but quiet, intake of breath. It was Chester; he hadn’t left her bedside once. She’d been unconscious for almost a week but he hadn’t eaten, or slept, during that time. Even now he was staying close by, trying to watch over her while staying out of sight. Alice had told him she wanted to be alone for a while, even though she knew inside that he wouldn’t listen.
Almost a month ago they had been brought to this valley and they had been shown nothing but hospitality during that time. The people that lived here, all the soldiers and their families, were glad to have their queen back. They respected Alice and Chester because they were the ones that brought their queen back to them. Alice however, found she could not join in with their jovial mood. She’d been injured on her journey before, even taken close to death. Her body was dotted with the scars of injuries she’s received during her time in wonderland. But her experience with the death worms had been the first time that she had felt helpless, felt that there was nothing to could do to fight back or win. There was no victory against those things and their never-ending hunger. Kill one and a dozen more were waiting. There had been no way to win. She had told no one, she didn’t know how, but when she’d been sinking down into that black, icy cold water, feeling those creatures churning around her and feasting on her flesh, she had felt such agony and so powerless that she had given in, stopped fighting back, and was ready to welcome death and an end to her struggle.
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Over in the Royal tent Michelle and her husband Jacob were going over their plans for the situation that lay ahead.
“We know we can’t take the castle by force.” Jacob said despondently. “The solders under the queens command have almost doubled since she took over. High walls of thick stone with men posted on every wall. Then wide flat land that we must move across to get to the palace. There is no way we can approach without being seen and no way to get in once the drawbridge has been raised.”
“But it cannot be entirely hopeless.” Michelle interrupted. She stared at the roughly drawn map, trying to remember the palace where she had once ruled. There were few images that came to mind, but they were hazy. “There has to be a way.”
She could only recall parts of her time as queen. Technically she was an entirely different person now. She even had a full set on memories for a life that she’d never really lived. The life of the Maid of Hearts. But she was trying so hard now to focus on her true memories from her time as queen.
“In battle.” She began slowly. “The queen is locked away safely. Am I right?”
“In the throne room.” Jacob confirmed. “The queen is the true ruler of wonderland so she must be protected. The king leads the army in times of war.” He sighed. “Or at least I used to. The King of Spades is so old he cannot lead. He is bedridden. A general leads the armies now.”
“Fascinating.” Michelle replied, not really paying attention. Something was coming back to her and she was trying to recall all the details.
Enemy soldiers were pounding on the door. The war was lost. The palace overrun. There was nothing else left. There were no solders left to protect her. She had no choice but to flee or die. If she ran she stood a chance of reclaiming the throne one day. She had no choice. Her crown and sceptre abandoned and forgotten she…
“There is a way in.” She gasped. She spoke, almost shouted, the words so suddenly that Jacob jumped in surprise. Michelle didn’t even wait for him to speak and instantly proceeded with an explanation. “In the royal court, behind the throne; there is a secret exit. To be used by the queen when there is no other choice but escape. It’s how I got out. Only the queen knows it exists and only the queen knows how to open it.”
“Excellent.” Jacob said, with excitement growing in his voice. “Where does it come out?”
“Here.” Michelle pointed to the small square on the map that was labelled PALACE. “At the southern wall, opposite the main gate.”
Jacob’s smile faltered a little, but it was still a smile. Finally there was hope for success.
“We might be able to send in a small group. If it leads to the throne room we can take the queen before the rest of her forces know what has happened.”
“With men posted at every wall it will be difficult.” Michelle said sadly. “Anyone approaching the palace from any side will be seen for sure.”
“Unless they don’t look at the south wall.” Jacob said knowingly. Michelle looked at him curiously.
“What are you planning my husband?” The word was still slightly alien to her, but she liked saying it.
Jacob gathered the small coloured blacks that represented his forced and stood the all in front of the north side of the palace where the main gate was.
“Distraction.” He said proudly. “We send our entire force to the castle and they will be focussed on fighting us off. They will be looking to the north side and blind to a small party coming from the south.”
“Do you think it will work?” Michelle said, a mixture of hope and fear in her voice. Jacob nodded seriously.
“We will remove the queen from her throne and you shall rule again.” He was shocked to speechlessness when Michelle shook her head.
“I was the queen and I came this far to retake my throne. I will be the one to go through the secret passage. Just Alice and myself. You will lead our loyal followers in this battle. They will need you if they are to stand a hope of holding out long enough for Alice and I to succeed.”
“But Alice can barely walk. She cannot go into battle. She must stay here and rest. If you not allow me to come with you then there are many soldiers who will make fine choices.” But the look on Michelle’s face said it all.
“Alice is a powerful warrior. She had proven herself many times before and after I met her. She may be injured, but she’s still dangerous. There is no one else, save you my husband, that I would rather have by my side.”
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Chester stayed low in the grass. His power of invisibility had long ago been stolen from him but he knew how to go unseen if he wanted to. Alice hadn’t moved from her spot for quite some time and he was getting worried about her. She hadn’t been the same since she’d woken. Whatever spirit she’d once had seemed, not completely gone, but certainly weakened.
Alice just continued to stare at the flowing river, seemingly in a world of her own. He couldn’t bare to see her like her like this. He wanted to help her but she wouldn’t say what it was. Her head tilted slightly in his direction. Had she seen him?
“Come out Chester. I know you’re there.” She spoke slowly and sadly. It hurt his heart to hear her sounding so melancholy. He rose to his feet and slowly walked over. His large yellow eyes looked her over with the same sadness that was on her face.
“My mistress.” He said as he came to her side. “Please, tell me what is wrong. I only want to help you.”
Alice sniffed and Chester swore he could see her holding back tears.
“I know.” She said. Her voice was wavering and she turned from him for a second. “I just…It’s…I can’t.” She said in a determined voice. Alice tried to move away but Chester stood in her way. He looked at her with a caring expression and rested a hand on her cheek. For the first time since she’d woken in the healing tent, he saw a faint hint of a smile.
“Please. Let me help you.” He spoke softly, with genuine affection. Alice felt the tears rise and she couldn’t hold them off. His loyalty to her was too moving. She fell forward deliberately and his strong arms wrapped around her tightly. Holding her up with ease. She cried into his shoulder and held tightly onto his arms.
“I can’t do this anymore.” She sobbed. “I just can’t.”
Chester looked down at her with concern. This was not the Alice he had known. This was not the person who had saved his life. Something had happened to take away that warrior spirit she once had. The spirit he’d fallen in love with.
“I wanted to die.” She wept. “I wanted it to end. It just hurt too much and I couldn’t do anything. I just wanted it all to stop.”
Chester pushed her away from him to look at her. He didn’t pause and placed his hands on her face and pulled her into a passionate kiss. Alice froze as he felt his warm lips pressed against hers, there were sparks flowing trough her from him. Her heart began to race and she felt both a weakness and a strength begin to flow through her.
“You are Alice.” Chester whispered as their lips parted. “You are my Mistress. The saviour of my life and…the love of it too. You have been through more than most would ever know in their lifetime. You are mighty, but even the greatest warrior has a limit. Do not despair for you have found yours. There is no shame in wanting something to end when it is terrible. But you are alive. You are here. You have reached your limit, been to the brink of your oblivion and have returned. You have survived. Now you know that, no matter what you face from now on, you can survive that too.”
“Because nothing could be as bad as that evil swamp.” Alice finished. There was a faint flicker of a half-smile on her face and the sadness in her voice was beginning to fade. Chester had said what she needed to hear. Advice she herself had given to him in a similar form at one time or another.
Chester took her hands and pulled her close into another kiss. His kisses were no longer soft; not so sweet but still delicious. He devoured her mouth, forcing his tongue past her teeth.
He moved his hands up to her shoulders and gently gripped her clothing. Sliding it down her body, exposing her curvaceous body. She bore the scars of many injuries. It was still beautiful to him and she could see it in his eyes and the smile on his face. She moaned softly as he tweaked her nipple causing it to stand at attention. Her arms rubbing down his back, feeling the muscles beneath his flesh. He circled her nipple with his thumb over and over. She whimpered and rubbed his furry ears, slowly guiding his head down to her chest. Chester kissed his way down her neck toward her breast. He bit on her left nipple gently, making Alice gasp in delight as her body jerked violently.
Chester lowered Alice gently to the ground, kneeling by her side. He stared down at her lovingly. Admiring her curvaceous body. Along her arms and legs were long snakes of white, rough, flesh and healing scabs. Cracks in the flesh that had occurred when they were trying to cross the mountains many days ago. They were healing well, the medical powers of these valley people was amazing. The scars would be permanent but Chester didn’t care, he liked them. He loved them. They were all just a part of her complex beauty.
Chester leaned over Alice and grabbed the rest the clothing around her waist and pulled it down and exposed her wet and waiting sex. She was ready for him, almost begging for him, to enter her. Chester pulled off his tunic and opened his pants and pulled them down to his knees and kicked them away. The two naked lovers looked at each other with equal smiles of pleasure. Chester moved over her, shifting his position between her legs.
Alice relished the feel of her bare breasts were crushed beneath Chester’s hard chest. She wrapped her legs around his waist and felt his raging hard-on throbbing against her pussy. She lightly ran her fingernails down his back making Chester groan and shudder.
Chester parted Alice’s thighs and knelt between her legs. His warm breath tickled her belly. Starting at her navel, he kissed, sucked, and bit his way down to her mound of soft curls.
Nothing could have prepared her for the feel of Chester's tongue sliding down her slit. Sweat dripped from Chester's forehead. He desperately needed release but was determined to make Alice cum first. He plunged his tongue deep into her folds, quickly locating her clit and paying the same attention to it that he had paid to her nipple. She was whimpering and twisting her fingers in his hair.
"Lift your knees," Chester commanded. Alice happily obliged and opened herself up to him even more. She arched her back as Chester entered her pussy with one finger.
He continued flicking her clit with his tongue while pumping her with his finger. She was getting very wet and his finger was sliding in and out of her easily. He looked up and caught sight of her pinching her own nipples and licking her lips. It was too much.
Chester raised his head and removed his finger from Alice abruptly. He penetrated her as slowly as he could bare. Alice gasped and bit her lip as he invaded her insides. He pulled back just as slowly as he had entered her. He was teasing her and himself with the pleasure. He wanted it to last forever.
Alice cried out and squeezed her eyes shut. It felt so good. Chester brought his lips down on hers. He nuzzled her neck and whispered into her ear how much he loved her.
He returned his lips to hers and kissed her sweetly as he began to move in and out of her using shallow thrusts.
Chester reached down to stroke her clit in time to his thrusts. Alice squealed loudly and passionately. Alice began to rock her hips, matching Chester's thrusts. Her pussy tightened around Chester's shaft. A fire was racing through her veins, making her arms and legs twitch. She drove her nails into his back and pulled him as close as she could.
Chester was so close. He stopped rubbing her clit and held onto her hips, pumping into her as hard as he could. "Alice!" He moaned into Alice’s neck. He groaned and thrust hard as he filled his lover with his hot load. Alice felt his cream spread through her insides, coating her body and making her feel so good. Her body responded and her cried out as her own climax took her. Making her entire body go stiff then suddenly limp as it faded and warmth and satisfaction took her.
Alice lay in silence looking up the sky, feeling Chester’s warmth on one side and a cool breeze on the other. The waving of the grass around her slightly tickled her body and she liked it. Whatever the future held she knew she could survive it. Whatever dark times she faced, this moment would always be held, not only as one of the happiest of her life, but as one of perfection.
To be continued.
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