Disclaimer:
The following story contains bondage and lesbian tendencies.

Night had fallen over the lush forests outside the walled cities and only a dim light illuminated the clearing ahead. Between a few bushes, hiding in the tall grass, a young woman looked towards the campfire.

Her elegant, smooth features and the pointy ears, peaking out from under her long, curly hazelnut hair, betrayed her elven lineage. Her grey eyes mirrored the dancing flames a few meters in front of her. Her athletic body was clad in green and beige clothes, made of thin, silky fabric, covered by several belts and straps that kept the clothing close to her shapely curves and held pockets and pouches in place. A flat quiver was strapped to her back, holding her bow and arrows.

Leona was a treasure hunter. She had lived her life away from her tribe and according to her own rules and she took much pride and joy in her profession, even if many looked down on her as a mere thief.

The true thief, however, was the second woman, who sat close to the fire, staring into it absent-mindedly. As far as Leona could tell, she was taller than herself, not that that would have been a challenge. Her skin was dark, her short hair, in contrast, white as snow. Her ears, though shaped slightly differently, exposed her as well as an elf. She was wearing tight trousers, knee-high dark leather boots and only a chestplate of the same leather covering her upper body. In fact, it was more of a leather corset, holding down her large breasts.

A golden necklace reflected the dim shine of the fire. A necklace that had more or less rightfully been Leo's treasure! She growled under her breath. She had spent longer than needed in the grass, staring at her rival, planning her assault.

The dark elf didn't seem to plan on sleeping and once she headed into the city it would be too late to act. So she would have to take her down right now. The plan was to injure her leg, then jump her and restrain her with the rope Leo always carried on her belt.

She carefully rose from the bushes, hidden well enough by the darkness, and picked an arrow from her quiver. She had barely taken aim when the dark elf moved. She turned and moved to the side, away from the fire, using the darkness to her advantage to make following her movement difficult. Her arm swung forward and a snapping sound filled the air when her whip unwound and wrapped itself around Leo's arm.

Leona gasped as she was pulled forward, stumbling out of the bushes, her grip on the bowstring loosening, embedding the arrow into the ground. The whip snapped again, this time wrapping around her leg. She yelped as she was pulled off her feet with irresistible force. Her bow landed somewhere in the dark, out of her reach and her old quiver cracked as she dropped onto it, some of the last few arrows snapping as well.

"Ah, crap..." Leo tried to get back up and make a run for her weapon, but the moment she turned her back on her opponent, something hit her in the back, making her stumble. The whip snapped around her leg again, slamming her into the grass face first with another strong pull.

She winced as she felt the dark elf's hands grab her wrists and pull them back forcefully. The rope disappeared from her belt and was quickly wound around her wrists and elbows, pulled painfully tight.

"Ow! Shit! This isn't how I planned this!"

"It isn't?" the dark elf said mockingly with a light accent, "Oh my, did I do something wrong?"

Leona tried kicking her off, but the taller woman was already straddling her legs, making her resistance fruitless.

"You're the kid from earlier today, aren't you?" the dark-skinned elf noted, smiling mockingly at her. "I told you to give up, didn't I?"

"Well, I didn't!" Leo spat back, more disgruntled about her failure than angry about ebing captured.

"Yes, I see that." She patted Leo's butt. "You should have. Now what am I going to do with you?"

"Let me go so I can try again?" the younger elf asked hopefully, turning her head slightly to try and look up at her rival.

The dark elf's laugh was surprisingly light and clear, despite her more rough voice.

"You're cute. I like you." She grabbed Leo's hair, pulling her up and propping her against her chest as she knelt behind her captive. Taking the slack in the rope, she wound it above and below the shorter elf's breasts, forcing her arms closer against her torso.

"Ow. Ow! Sure doesn't feel like it!" Leona struggled in the tight bonds, getting a strange little kick out of the strict grip.

"Well, you attacked me, I sure won't take any chances."

The dark elf kept one arm around her prey's belly, holding her close, while she opened various pouches and went through Leo's equipment.

"Well, you took my treasure! It was supposed to be mine!"

The strong woman stopped and took off the necklace, dangling it in front of Leo's face.

"You mean this? It was up for grabs and I was better than you. Get over it already, there's plenty of treasure out there."

"But I wanted this one..." the brunette mumbled, fully aware how childish she was acting.

The dark elf laughed again and put the necklace away. "Too bad, you're not getting it. Not the way you tried to get it." She continued going through Leo's pouches, taking off the belts and straps when she was done with it. "Ah, here, this will do." she said as she reached one containing thin scarves Leo tended to use for patching wounds.

"Do for wha--nnghff!" Her eyes widened as the taller woman's hand pushed a balled up scarf into her open mouth.

Leo shook her head and tried to push the fabric out with her tongue, but her captor quickly followed up with another piece, stuffing her mouth enough to make her cheeks bulge a bit. She rolled up a third scarf and placed it between her lips, tying it off behind her head to keep the stuffing in. While the younger elf mumbled muffled complaints, she took a fourth one and placed it over her lips, completely covering her mouth, and tied that one off as well.

As she complained loudly, the older elf finished up looking through the pouches and pockets, taking the belts off and tossing them aside.

"Well then..." She pushed Leo back into the grass face first, making the bound elf grunt and struggle. Still straddling her legs, she loosened the boots and pulled them off, taking a small strap to wrap it around the ankles and two belts for the thighs and lower legs.

"Okay, all done here." She stood up and slapped her captive's ass, making her wince and yelp behind the gag. "Maybe you should try asking nicely first next time. Let me know when you're ready to apologize." Gathering up the pouches and Leona's bow, she took them back to the campfire, sitting back down.

Leona grunted angrily and tried to move, but the grip of the leather was relentless and the woman's ropework was impressively tight, considering how quickly she had trussed her up. Leo stretched her fingers and bent her wrists, trying to reach for some of the knots. She managed to graze by one, but couldn't get a hold of it. Judging by how unmoving the rope was, she wouldn't be able to pry it loose anyway. With her things taken away, she couldn't even reach for one of her knives to try and cut herself free.

She rolled herself onto the side, so as to not lie on her chest the entire time and looked over to the fire. The older elf was looking into the fire as she was before. She hadn't even touched the pouches again. Leo frowned. There was more jewellery and coins in some of those and she must have noticed, so why wasn't she taking it?

She was about to pose the question when her failure to move her lips and tongue properly reminded her that she was gagged. Quite expertly even. Breathing out through the nose, she tried moving the scarf between her lips, but it was no use. Frustrated, she strained her arms and shoulders, trying to move.

The rope dug into her skin, the grip sending a familiar heat through her body. Her breathing fluttered for a brief moment as the frustrated grunt she was about to convey turned into a low moan.

Leo blushed deeply and quickly looked over to her rival, to see if she had noticed. Her situation was already embarrassing enough, without getting aroused. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, but her body strained again as if by itself, and again the rope dug into her. Her heart beat harder, her whole body tingled in excitement and the fabric of her clothes stretched over her hardening nipples. She moaned again, hopelessly overcome by her needs, not noticing the steps coming close through the grass.

"Are you kidding me? You like this?" She winced and looked up at the dark elf standing over her. "You dirty little girl. This isn't even much of a punishment then, is it?" She sat in the grass and grabbed Leo by the ropes, pulling her onto her lap, belly first.

Leo tried to say something, mumbling into the stuffing of her gag.

"Unbelievable." A small grin spread over the dark elf's face. Her voice lowered, sending shivers of excitement of dread down the younger girl's spine. "You get more interesting by the minute. Maybe I'll keep you."

"Nnmh!?" Leo's eyes widened and she looked up at her, struggling again.

"Well, what else can I do with you? Just let you go so you can try to attack me again? Hm, then again, we both know how that would end, don't we?" She ran her hand over Leo's ass, seemingly in thought. "Maybe if I just teach you a lesson to make sure you're sorry."

The grin returned as she reached back without hesitation, letting her palm come down hard on Leo's ass, making her yelp. She tried to pull away in reflex, squirming in the bindings, once again making them dug into her, increasing her arousal. With every slap, pain and pleasure mixed, soon causing tears to run down her cheeks.

Long after she had lost count, Leo was turned on her side and the dark elf opened the gag, removing all the scarves. Leo coughed and took a deep breath, closing her eyes.

"So, do you have anything to say?"

"I'm... sorry..."

"Hmm, what was that?"

"I... I'm sorry... for trying to attack you."

"Mhm... Say 'Forgive me, Mistral.'"

Leo swallowed. Her mouth was dried out. "Forgive me, Mistral."

The woman picked her up in her arms and carried her closer to the fire, propping her up against her own shoulder. She opened a field bottle and held it to Leona's lips. The younger elf leaned her head back and drank eagerly.

"There we go... I suppose I'll forgive you." Her voice was much softer now and her fingers ran through Leo's hair. "I'm sure you're smart enough to never try that again."

Leo nodded. Her body was aching and the pent-up arousal had turned into a creeping frustration. She certainly had learned her lesson. After resting her eyes for a few moments, she looked towards Mistral. Her face was so very close. Illuminated by the campfire, she could make out her soft lips and her deep, dark eyes, even the small scar on her cheek. There was something about her, something unnatural, something unrelated to her current state, that was drawing her to this person.

"Can you let me go now?" she asked hopefully.

The grin returned to Mistral's face. "Why? I thought you were into it?" She placed her arm around Leo's waist and nudged her closer. Leo blushed and looked away, biting her lip.

"Maybe after all that pain..." Mistral moved her lips close to Leo's ear, whispering into it. "...you want me to make you feel good." She gently licked the tip of her ear, sending more shivers down the bound elf's back.

"I, uh... I don't know if..." she stuttered, but was interrupted by Mistral's other hand softly grabbing her breast, the tip of her index finger quickly finding her nipple and playing with it through the silky fabric.

"...oh! Oh... Gods..." Leona gasped, her heart beating faster and her body demanding more.

The older elf's lips moved on to kissing and softly licking the younger's cheek and neck, while her hands massaged her chest and played with her nipples. The arousal returned in full force and finally pushed her over the edge into a climax. Leo strained one more time, gasping and moaning as her body shook, then sunk back against Mistral's shoulder.

"There, how was that? If it was good, say 'Thank you, Mistral.'"

Leo blushed and bit her lip in embarrassment. "Thank you, Mistral..."

The dark elf's hand moved down over Leo's legs and opened the strap and belts, before she slipped a knife from her boot to cut the rope. The younger elf gave a relaxed sigh as the bindings fell off slowly.

"You can sleep at my fire tonight. I'm not going to send you away after this."

But Leo had already given in to exhaustion and had fallen asleep, leaned against Mistral's shoulder.