The Curse of Pandora's Box

The Curse of Pandora's Box

By

Desiree Acuna





© copyright by Desiree Acuna, June 2010

Cover Art by Alex DeShanks, June 2010

ISBN 978-1-60394-438-0

New Concepts Publishing

Lake Park, GA 31636

www.newconceptspublishing.com





This is a work of fiction. All characters, events, and places are of the author's imagination and not to be confused with fact. Any resemblance to living persons or events is merely coincidence.







"There is an enchanted forest mayhap a fortnight's ride beyond Kingsley. I've heard all manner of magical beings dwell there. It seems the best place to search for the fucking gnome."

Fucking gnome indeed, Pandora thought wryly! "Do you think if you slay him the curse will be lifted?" she asked doubtfully.

"Not likely."

She frowned. "What do you mean to do then?"

He shrugged. "Mayhap we can use trickery."

She blinked at him. "What sort of trickery?"

"You will entice him and once you have fucked him and given the bastard a taste of his own medicine, then mayhap he'll decide to remove it!"

Pandora gaped at him unhappily. "But … I don't know that I want to fuck him!" she objected.

"He will have a dick," he said sourly.

"Well that is a hateful thing to say!" she said indignantly. "I didn't fuck you only because you had one!"

He fixed her with a hard look. "Why did you?"

She stared at him, swallowing against the painful knot that rose in her throat, and finally looked away. He wouldn't believe her even if she told him that she had been instantly smitten with him, admired him, not simply desired him. He wouldn't welcome it even if he did.

It was all too true that the curse had been the most powerful driving force, but in spite of it, she had been able to contain herself with the men of the village! Not that she hadn't wanted to scratch her itch! But she could've pounced on most any one of them when they were in their cups and too drunk to defend themselves!

Of course one of the reasons she hadn't was because she'd feared the consequences, been afraid it might upset the delicate balance and send the villagers into a frenzy, but it had also been because she hadn't truly desired any of them.

Despite the fact that Drake had demanded that she make herself available upon need, he managed to restrain himself far better than Pandora actually liked, ignoring her much of the day and succumbing only when they bedded down at night. She hadn't actually realized how hard a battle he was fighting until they were nearing their destination-the enchanted forest.

However, when they'd stopped for their noon rest period and gathered everything to move again, he dragged her up astride his lap instead of behind him as he had before. A suffocating sense of anticipation instantly gripped her as he carefully positioned her and drove deeply inside. Taking her arms, he looped her bound wrists around his neck, staring into her eyes for a long moment before he kicked the stallion and set him to a brisk trot.

Pandora burrowed her face along his neck, clinging tightly, trying to contain the gasps forced from her each time the motion of the horse jounced her up and then down on his hard shaft. The minor tremors she'd been experiencing for days hit her within a few moments and disappointment with it, but unlike the days before, he didn't immediately remove her. He allowed her to continue bobbing up and down on his shaft until a second, far more deeply satisfying climax caught her and shuddered through her-and then another.

She seemed to come a little harder each time until she began to feel almost as much dread as anticipation. She could no more prevent it than she could elude the constant stroke of his cock in and out of her, though. She came until she passed from consciousness and then awoke to feel herself climbing toward release again.

She began to think it was almost more torture than preventing her from coming had been. She was so weak and disoriented from climaxing over and over that she hardly knew where she was when Drake finally drew the stallion to a halt.

The first she realized that they'd entered the enchanted forest and encountered anyone was when she heard a deep male voice.

"What have you there?"

"My woman," Drake growled, "as you see."

Pandora lifted her head dizzily as she felt Drake flip the skirt of her gown back to display the way she was mounted on his cock, staring at him blankly for a moment before she turned her head to look for the owner of the voice. A jolt went through her when she saw it was a beautiful white unicorn.

He was staring at Drake's lap as if mesmerized. "Do you always travel with her mounted on your cock?" the unicorn finally asked curiously.

"She was cursed by a gnome. She cannot be satisfied and, unfortunately, neither can I now that she has passed the curse on to me."

"Cursed, you say?" the unicorn asked with interest. "Is that why you're here? In the hope of removing this curse?"

"Yes. We're looking for the gnome. I don't suppose you could tell us the way to find him?"

The unicorn seemed to consider. "What is his name?"

Drake grasped her chin and forced her to look at him. "What was the name of gnome?"

Pandora stared at him blankly, trying to fix her mind on the question. For a moment, fear gripped her. She was afraid she couldn't recall it. Finally, it popped into her mind. "Mother called him Longbeard."

"Hmmm," the unicorn responded. "I don't recall that I've met one that bears that name. Mayhap it was only a name your mother made up because he had a long beard?"

Pandora stared at the unicorn in dismay. "I don't know. I was just a child. He did have a very long beard."

"Poor child," the unicorn murmured sympathetically. "It must be terrible to be so afflicted. Why were you cursed?"

"He cursed my mother because she didn't want him," Pandora said, struggling with the urge to cry since the unicorn seemed sympathetic. "I didn't do anything. He cursed me when he placed the curse on her."

The unicorn tsked. "How very unfair! But gnomes are bad tempered little bastards! Thoughtless! It was one thing to punish your mother, entirely another to punish you!"

"Can you help?" Pandora asked hopefully.

The unicorn seemed to consider it. "Well, I can't tell you the way to find the gnome, but I'm a magical being myself, as you might know. It may well be that I can remove the curse myself."

Absolute joy swept through Pandora. "You can? How?"

"Well, I would have to fuck you, naturally, but it's a small price, surely, to be rid of the curse?"



* * * *

Pandora gaped at the unicorn. After a moment, she glanced at Drake to see how he'd taken the suggestion. Unfortunately, his expression was completely unreadable, but he'd already told her he expected her to fuck the gnome! She glanced at the unicorn uneasily. "But … you're a stallion! I'm a woman."

"A very beautiful woman," the unicorn agreed in a husky voice. "And unicorns have always found mortal females particularly desirable. I could always change into the form of a man if that will make you easier in your mind? Not as much magic, unfortunately, but still …. I'm certain if I fuck you I can remove the curse with my magic."

"Well, I have the curse, too!" Drake growled angrily. "And I don't want to fuck you!"

The unicorn looked at him. "Well! I'm of no mind to fuck you either! If it works, we'll find a mare to remove your curse."

Pandora couldn't help but notice he'd said 'if'. "But … what if it doesn't work? What if you're cursed like Drake was when I fucked him?"

The unicorn chuckled. "Silly little mortal! I'm magical. The gnome's magic won't affect me. I'm convinced it will work, but even if it doesn't, you'll be no worse off, will you?"

He had a point and Pandora still wasn't at all sure she wanted to try it. He had a cock like the stallion they were riding!

Of course, he had said that he could change into the form of a man.

Before she'd quite made up her mind, Drake pulled her arms from around his neck and deposited her on the ground. Her knees nearly gave way for she was weak from riding for days and beyond that weak from riding Drake's cock and having so many orgasms. Dismay filled her as she glanced up at him.

It wasn't that she wasn't eager to get rid of the curse herself, but it stung that Drake cared no more about her than to offer to share her without a qualm. Swallowing her hurt, she looked away from him.

The unicorn truly was magnificent. She felt his magic washing over her as she nerved herself to approach him. "Climb up on my back, little one. I will take you to my favorite glen."

She didn't glance at Drake that time. Instead, she moved closer. Grasping his mane when he knelt to help her climb up, she swung a leg across his back and balanced herself.

After glancing back at her to see that she was settled, the unicorn turned and crossed the field where he'd been grazing. Pandora could hear Drake following on his horse, but she doubted very much it had to do with any anxiety about her welfare. He was probably only intent on making certain she didn't manage to escape.

She knew when they'd reached the glen the unicorn had spoken of even before he slowed and finally stopped, kneeling to allow her to slip off his back. It was a place of magic. She could feel it in the very air, and it was breathtakingly beautiful. When she turned from staring in wonder at the flowers and trees, she discovered the unicorn had vanished. In its place stood a man clothed in nothing but long, white blond hair.

He was almost as breathtakingly beautiful as the glen. Smiling, he approached her and drew her down onto the carpet of flowers beneath their feet.

She looked up at him a little nervously when she'd settled on her back and made an unnerving discovery. His cock was as huge as it had been when he'd been in the form of the stallion. "It's huge!" she gasped.

He smiled. "I will only give you a little, little mortal," he murmured huskily, covering her abruptly and sealing his mouth to hers.