The Piper's Tales
Written by Poker

The young boy hobbled up the side of the hill leaning heavily on his crutch. Sweat was pouring down inside his jerkin and his face was streaked with tears of frustration. His leg was twisted and he wasn't able to keep up with the other children of the town, and now they were gone. The fabulous music had been silent for quite some time, but still he struggled on, desperate to follow........

Piper was not looking forward to meeting others of his brethren. It was normal for the faerie folk to abduct children, it was vital to have new blood mixed with the ancient stuff of the faerie. Taking human children had happened for ages upon ages and it was the role of faerie like himself, those who had the power of the glamour, to select them. But 40 at once? And some of them so young! With a shrug and a sigh, he walked out in front of the group and raised his voice.

'You children, once of Hamblin, are of Hamblin no more. From this day, you are to live amongst the faerie. Your life will be different; better than it was. You will be taught our secrets, and will become as one with us. Eventually, your life to date will be as if it were a dream, and your faerie life your awakening.'

The children stood, silently taking in what they were hearing. The glamour of the Piper's music still held them, keeping them calm, willing to accept the massive change that had occurred.

'We will spend some time in this way station. There is plenty of good, clean water, and an ample supply of faerie wafers.' He waved his hand and the children moved off, settling themselves down for the night.

Piper sat on his pallet, morosely chewing on a wafer. He knew that some within his clan would welcome a large influx of new blood; but he also knew that he needed something extremely positive to support his case with the more conservative brethren. He was supposed to wander the land and select two or three 10 year olds, and so it was inevitable that there would be an investigation into his actions.

As he sat, Piper idly watched the children preparing for bed. His eyes were drawn to a young girl of about 7. Her long black hair shone, contrasting starkly with her lily white skin. She was sitting silently, her back to the wall of the cave with her knees up. She had her arms across her knees and was resting her head upon them. As Piper watched, he could see up her coarse, homespun, dress to the threadbare undergarments beneath. Gently stroking his burgeoning erection, Piper made his decision. He realised that, if he could present compliant, trained, children to his clan, they would be more inclined to forget their unprecedented number and their young age.

Wordlessly, Piper took direct control of the girl. "COME .. TO .. ME....... COME .. TO .. ME." The girl got to her feet and walked slowly towards him. She stopped a handsbreadth from his knees and stood awaiting his command. "REMOVE .. YOUR .. CLOTHES"

The young girl's hand moved to the leather laces fastening the bodice of her dress and undid them, her delicate fingers fumbling with the knot. Slowly her flat chest was exposed to Piper's avid gaze. She lifted her hands to her shoulders and slipped the dark material across her creamy skin. The rough material slid down her body inch by inch, revealing more of her young flesh. As her tiny pink nipples were exposed, Piper gasped and squeezed hard on his throbbing tool. The dress fell to the floor and lay in a circle around the little girl's slim legs.

Piper, full of lust, stared at the young beauty in front of him. Her delicate, translucent skin shone; and he could make out the tracery of tiny veins beneath it, pumping her sweet young blood around her body. Holding his breath, Piper sent another command. "YOUR .. UNDERTHINGS .. TOO." The girl's hands worked their way inside her underclothes and she pushed them over her hips and down over her legs. Finally, totally naked, the little 7 year old stood, unthinking and unashamed, as the itinerant faerie drank in her beauty..............(cont)