Memoirs of Kitty Siam Ch. 27

His partner came up behind him and suggested that I come down to get it.

The were both awestruck when I actually jumped from the high branch, landed on both feet then rolled like they taught us in parachute training. They both stood staring at me as I stood up straight, walked toward them and collected my shirt and sandals. I dropped the sandals on the ground and slipped my feet into them, then flipped the white pinstriped shirt over my shoulder and slinked my way totally naked back to my assigned tent. After a minute or so of staring, both of my guard shouldered their spears and dashed quickly to catch up with me.

I slipped into our tent just as Kenna was waking up. I felt bad that I roused her from her sleep but she would have had to wake up anyway when the senior guard poked his head into the tent and started reading me the riot act about going off on my own unescorted.

I tried to explain to him that I was perfectly safe but he did not want to hear that from me.

Kenna spoke up as she rubbed the sleep from her eyes and asked me where I had gone.

The guard chimed in with the same request.

I just looked at them both and said that I was hungry and went out for a little snack.

Neither one of them believed that but I think that they figured that this was the best answer they were going to get from me so they just let it drop.

When I was traveling with the Kreetin caravan, they would feed us both breakfast and dinner, but in the Ishtan caravan, dinner was the only meal that they offered us which made me thankful that I had come across that tasty critter on my walkabout. I could see now why Kenna was so slender. Do not get me wrong, she did not look malnourished but she did look like she could use a few more pounds added to her frame. Since the Ishtan did not serve breakfast we were able to mount up a few hours earlier and our wagons and coaches were on the road heading south before the first hour of daylight had passed.

Later in the day we were informed that we would not be stopping for the night as there were no suitable fields to camp in which caused several of our traveling companions to curse the Kreetins for flooding the fields along the main road. If only they knew that the flooded fields were my idea. The thought of this brought a silent giggle and a smile that Kenna was quick to ask me about, but of course I had no safe answer for the question and I just smiled back.

We stayed on the road for two more days, only stopping now and then to stretch out our legs, relieve ourselves, and switch wagon drivers. The next over night stop we made was at the lake where I first met Teela. The fields across from the lake had a natural slope to them that would not allow them to be flooded. Our wagons halted and the soldiers set up camp. We dismounted the wagon and stretched our legs for a few minutes. When I seen the guards coming my way from the next wagon I grabbed Kenna by the hand and suggested that we go for a walk.

She hesitated just long enough for the guards to block our way and ask where we were going.

To the lake I responded.

The area has not been secured yet so you will have to wait here the senior guard ordered.

We will be fine, trust me I argued back.

The guard was not willing to accept my assurance so I put it to him simply and explained that they could not catch me two nights ago and that most likely they could not catch me today if I made a dash for the water.

The junior of the two guards seemed to take that as a challenge and stepped right up and asked if I was serious.

Of course I am I told him. One thing that was working in my favor is that I knew this lake and I went on to challenge him to a race, and being the proud soldier he was, he accepted.

I pointed in the direction of the lake, which was mostly obscured by a grove of trees. When the young guard looked I described a small island about two hundred yards from shore, then challenged that the first one to swim out to the island and return here was the winner.

He looked me up and down then looked to the senior guard who just nodded his head

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You got it the younger guard said and accepted the challenge.

What do we win when he beats you the older of the two guards asked.

I thought about it for a minute or so then put forth that I will obey you totally if he wins, but if I win Kenna and I get the freedom to be by ourselves undisturbed. I went on to assure them that I am capable of protecting us both and I also promised to be on the wagon when it was time to move on.

Reluctantly the older guard agreed. I think he realized that neither of them were going to catch me if I did not want to be caught and perhaps if the younger guard could win it would be better for them if I were more compliant.

I could go into detail about the race but it did not last too long. I slipped out of my dress and sandals, handed them to Kenna, and the young guard followed my lead. I tried to coax him out of his loin cloth to get a peek at what was hidden under there but he was young and kind of shy. He was a tall, dark and very manly specimen for sure. He resembled a Nubian warrior carved in stone on the obelisks of ancient Egypt. My eyes were locked on him, looking him up and down and admiring the muscles that were packed on his frame. I was just starting to imagine what I could do with him when Kenna shoved me and yelled, "RUN!"

In my trance like state of lust I did not hear when the senior guard yelled, "GO" and was fairly oblivious when the young guard turned and started running toward the water. I remember admiring his strong back and cute butt when Kenna so rudely broke my mood.

I looked at Kenna and winked, my face was probably showing my embarrassment at getting caught lusting after the young soldier. It did not take me long to catch up to him and I passed him before he got to the water. With nary a splash I dove into the water and started swimming. The water felt cool on my bare skin and I made good time swimming on top of the water. My opponent was making better time in the water than he was on land and as I made it to the island long before he did I waited a bit for him to catch up.

I could see Kenna on the shore urging me to hurry up but I knew well that I could beat him in a sprint to the shore. It had been a rough couple of days for me emotionally and finally I was able to have a little fun... Kitty would not be denied.

I waited for him to come ashore and of course I was ogling him as he waded through the shallow water. He looked me over pretty well too as I stood there watching him. When my eyes drifted away from his muscular chest and down his torso, I could not help but notice how the wet loincloth clung to his body and showed off the outline of his manhood dangling just under the wet cloth. From what I could see it was most impressive. I remember him smiling at me as I stood there like a slut in heat while he had turned and dove back into the water.

I followed him and began swimming but not too fast as I was enjoying the view from behind him. We were about at the middle of the lake when I decided to go under water. I knew I could swim as well under the water as I could on top and it was easy enough to catch up to my opponent. When I got close enough I swam under him and began untying his loincloth, which caused him to stop dead in the water. By the time he realized what was happening I had his loincloth halfway down his muscular legs. As he tried to resist I hung on tightly and aimed my body toward the bottom of the lake and kicked hard with my feet. He thrashed about for a few seconds before his hands let of the loincloth, which allowed me to slip the garment off his legs. With his legs free now he kicked for the surface and I was able to get an unobstructed view of what my newly obtained prize was hiding, and I have to say it was VERY impressive.

Now totally naked like me he began to swim toward the shore and I would surmise that had his skin not been dark brown he might have been blushing a bit. He had a head start on me as we raced toward the shore but even with his loincloth between my teeth I was able to over take him and step first onto the dry land past the water's edge. I walked over to the Kenna and the old guard waiving the loincloth like a victory flag.

I failed to notice in all of this that we had drawn a crowd and there were a few Ishtan there that were cheering my victory. I suspect that those who were cheering were just cheering for the naked girl that just traipsed out of the lake.

When my opponent came ashore there was a loud cheer from the crowd also but mostly it was the women cheering for the dark skinned hunk that strode naked out of the water. As the cheering started he did his best to cover his thick dangling sausage with his hands. There was no way he was going to cover up that magnificent piece of manhood unless he found two additional hands to help him, which gave me the idea of going to help him cover up, but I nixed that quick enough thinking it best that I not act like a slut in public.

Kenna and I hugged each other after I handed the wet loincloth to the senior guard and teased, "I win!"

The senior guard tossed the wet loincloth back to his partner as Kenna and I hooked arms and walked off together toward where they were setting up the tents for the night. I turned to Kenna and asked her if we could play with the guards tonight, which brought a loud and definite "NO!" from her.

I looked at her quizzically after her abrupt answer as she went on to explain that a princess of the realm was given in exchange for me and that under the Rantakki Accords the lowest ranking hostage accrues the rights and privileges that would normally be due to the senior ranking hostage. She cautioned that should the guard be caught with me in a compromising position, he would be executed in a horrible manner.

Now I understood why the guards were being some diligent toward my protection.

Kenna handed my plain white Kreetin dress back to me and I slipped it on over my head then slipped my feet into my sandals as we made our way across the road to the tent city. We were escorted to our tent and I was surprised that this time we had a much larger tent than before and we were located just next to the line that divided the Royal area from the others.

We settled in to our tent and Kenna and I began discussing dinner and the need for better food when Shilka popped her head inside the tent and offered a greeting and asked for permission to enter. Kenna stood with respect and I went to Shilka and hugged her tightly.

I introduced Kenna to Shilka then after the greetings were finished we made our selves comfortable on the unrolled sleeping mats. Shilka said that we had some time before the dinner hour and wanted me to catch her up on all of the gossip she had missed out on at Grimsod castle. Kenna did not speak Kreetin so I had to translate everything that was said to her.

I told her that there was not much time for gossip as the Prince, and Lord Tausin along with Teela and I were busy preparing for war with the Ishtan.

Shilka picked out the mention of, "Lord Tausin" and asked right off when he became Lord and of which Shire.

She looked at me in disbelief when I told her when and that he was now the Lord of Grimsod Shire. She asked me what had happened to Lord Hetch.

I could see that she had more than a casual interest in this line of conversation and was not going to let it go. I knew what was coming next and was not surprised when she asked how he had died.

I took a deep breath before I confessed to Shilka that I had killed him. I know that the Prince and Lord Tausin wanted this kept a secret but since they stuck me with the Ishtan, I figured that this secret no longer needed to be kept and Shilka was my friend.

Shilka's lip quivered and the tears began to well up in her eyes. Her speech wavered as she asked me why I killed her uncle.

Now it was my turn to be in shock over this revelation. Now I felt that I owed her an explanation so I went into detail explaining to her and Kenna why Lord Hetch had to die. I went explained about how he had turned me over to his inquisitors and how they had tortured me for three days, and how he had sent his henchmen to kill me after the Prince released me from the inquisitors.

The whole time Shilka looked at me in disbelief and as she listed Kenna took my hand in hers and gave me a gentle squeeze of support.

Shilka blurted out that her uncle was a good man and would not have done such things to me. She pretty much accused me of lying about the whole chain of events.

I shot back that her dear uncle and his men tried to burn me alive in an abandoned farmhouse and did succeed in torturing and hanging Lord Tausin's twin brother by the roadside.

Shilka wanted to hear no more; she stood abruptly, turned and stormed out of the tent. I apologized to Kenna for having to bring all of that up in front of her, and I think now she realized why I was so insistent on not needing guards for my protection.

It was then that Kenna stood with my hand still in hers and said we should put all of this out of our minds and go have some dinner.

When we exited the tent our two guards snapped to attention, and before we headed to the mess tent the senior guard turned to me and said, "Ma'am, we could not help but hear what you had to endure in Kreet. You have our respect and loyalty."

I hugged them both which was a totally unmilitary thing to do but my emotions were running a bit high and it seemed the right thing to do at the time. Kenna gave my hand a little tug and we went off with our guards to have our bread and porridge dinner.

I ate the bread but passed on the porridge as it looked and tasted like glue. As we left the mess tent the guards followed behind us. I asked Kenna if she could build a fire but she sadly shook her head and said no.

The senior guard chimed in with, "I can build a fire for you Ma'am."

That was music to my ears, so I huddled the guards and Kenna to me and told them that if they can get a nice fire going down by the lake, I can get them some fresh meat for dinner.

The three of them looked at each other then looked at me and gave their approval. I asked the young guard if I could borrow the short knife he had stashed in his boot.

He looked at me and hesitated until his senior gave him permission.

The four of us walked down to the lake; once there my accomplices set about foraging for firewood and I stripped off my dress and sprinted off into the woods. Once I was out of sight I put the small knife between my teeth and transformed into my feline form. There was a slight breeze blowing from the south and it did not take me long to pick up the scent of several woodland creatures in the area.

I locked on to one particular scent and tracked a small deer-like creature to a moon lit clearing. I dropped the knife and the chase was on. The deer was fast but I was faster and in no time I had leaped onto its back and dug my claws in deep. Shortly after that my teeth sunk into its neck and dragged the animal to the ground where it expired in my jaws. I changed back into human form, retrieved the knife then gutted the animal.

When I got back to the lake my little band had a good fire going and had even built a small frame to hang the animal on. I looked quite a mess when I emerged from the brush with this gutted deer draped across my bare shoulders. The two guards came to me and took the carcass from me then skinned it then hung it over the fire to cook. I headed to the water to wash up.

After I had washed up, we all sat around the fire and chatted like old friends. The guards or I should say soldiers because that is what they really were, started asking me questions about the unit that I had commanded for Kreet. I explained as much as I could without going into great detail and or giving away military secrets or battle plans.

The men were open and honest about the fear that the thundering horses had put into the soldiers of the Ishtan army. Never before had they confronted such a deadly foe before. They complimented me often for my courage and the tenacity of my unit.

We sat around for a while telling war stories and during that time a few Ishtan passed by our fire. They were obviously drawn in by the smell of the deer cooking. There was plenty of meat left on the animal after we had eaten our fill and we offered what was left to those that passed by or stopped to talk to us.

From time to time I would look around the area and on several occasions I found Shilka staring at us. I motioned to her more than once to come and join us but she refused and instead she chose to keep staring at us from the big flat rock where we watched a young soldier boratchaed his woman oh so long ago.

I had a sinking feeling that Shilka was going to be trouble...