Ok, there are so many stories posted here I feel kinda left out. The entire series (so far) is posted on the Stories site if you want more. The story starts off slow. I tried to write an erotic tale where most people would care as much about the story as they do about the sex. This is my first attempt at writing so I hope you will cut me some slack. But constructive criticism is much appreciated!
For the purposes of the Forum I’ve included mainly sex scenes. I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoy writing it!
Exerpt from Chapter 6:
Marcus continued to play with my feminine places until I was rocking and moaning against his hand. He drove one of his talented fingers into my slit and I grabbed his wrist and forced him deeper. I reached up with my free hand and began to play with my right nipple, pinching and pulling on it lightly. Before I knew it I was cumming again and a sweet warmth flooded my body. He moved from beside meand knelt between my legs to taste my juices. His tongue danced across my nether-lips and stimulated my now engaged bud. “This is your sex button,” he said as he flicked his tongue against it and began to suck upon it. I bucked my hips up to meet his eager mouth. He moved his finger back inside me and said, “this is your pleasure spot” as he began to rub against the top of my womanly tunnel. Another wave of warmth washed across my body and my legs pinched shutting tracking his head between them. My screams became louder and louder as he mercilessly pleasured me. Orgasm after orgasm racked my body and cum rushed from me as never before.
He moved himself up and buried his tongue in my mouth at the same moment his member entered me. The mere sensing of him being inside me caused another bout of pleasure and I rocked under him as my tunnel seized around his throbbing dick. He gently and lovingly thrust inside me. My well lubricated pussy easily accepting his huge cock. I pulled my legs up to rest my knees on his shoulders as he plunged into me. I was in a state of nearly continuous orgasm but I kept rocking and grinding against him as my hole vibrated and clinched around his gifted penis. He moved my legs off his shoulders and in one swift motion rolled over so I was atop him. I wasted no time impaling myself on his cock. I drove him deeper and deeper into me. Not only bouncing up and down on him but pumping my hips back and forth and side to side, wanting to feel him from every angle. I grabbed his hands and placed them on my breasts as they bounced and swwayed before me. As he squeezed and pinched at them I once again went over the edge and came all over his cock and balls. He began squeezed harder and harder until his thrusts up into me became jerky and deep. Then with one long burst of momentum he thrust up into me and I could feel that immense cock twitching inside me as he released his load deep in my womb. I could feel his seed already running from me as he continued to empty himself. When he was finished he lifted me with ease and sat me beside him.
I was so eager to taste him again I immediately bent down and took him once again in my mouth. I gently licked and sucked our juices from him. Desperate to taste more of his seed I used my fingers to gather what was leaking from my (well satisfied) pussy and devoured that as well.
We lay on the bed embracing each other and panting as we tried to gather our strength and collect ourselves. We were both exhausted from our password night together. I wanted to drift off to sleep but suddenly remembered Ella was waiting for me. I jumped up ashamed at my irresponsibility and told him I had to go check on Ella.
He grabbed me by the wrist and pulled me to him for another deep, long kiss. He rose and dressed himself as I dressed. He reached into his bag and produced a pair of gloves.
“Try these on.” He commanded and I did. They were far toobig and as I opened my mouth to say as much he took them off my hands and proceeded to cut the fingers off of them. Just above the palm so that two out of my three knuckles would be exposed. He told me to try them on again and they were still large but it was less noticeable. “Keep those on at all times. That tattoo on your hand is an easy way to identify you since you’re not branded. Your master will be asking people for a yellow-haired girl with a moon on her hand. If you can manage try to fashion something to cover your hair as well. It also makes it easy to single you out.” Then he reached into his bag once again producing a bag of coins. He handed it to me and I looked at him puzzled for a moment. I had completely forgotten I had sold myself to this man. He tossed the purse to me and I felt the weight of it in my hands.
Exerpt from Chapter 7:
“I’ve bartered us passage across the river. These soldiers are greedy and usually charge 500 galocks perperson. I convinced them to let us cross for use of you.” He nodded his head towards me.
By now I was numb to the pains of being Damien’s whore and I shrugged. “Yes, sir.” I responded. “Which one?”
“Silly girl!” He mused. “All of them! You are to fuck every last one of them until they are all satisfied. They are to do whatever they like with you. When they are finished, we shall cross the river.”
I stood in shock for what felt like hours. Once his words sank in my knees gave out and I sank to the ground. I was suddenly happy I hadn’t counted how many men there were. I didn’t want to know. I looked up at him, my face pained from the contorted look of fear etched into it. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t move. My heart was pounding in my chest and blood pulsed through my ears drowning out all sound. Finally, I managed to gather myself and I crawled to Damien and wrapped myself around his legs begging him not to do this to me.
He simply reached down, pulled me up, and looked straight into my eyes. “All of them.” Was all he said as he turned me and marched me towards the men.
Once we reached the soldiers he handed me over and returned to sit with Anton, Ella, and the horses. “We’ll be here when you return. Then we shall cross the river together.” He yelled to me. I looked around at the soldiers who now surrounded me. There were so many faces. I shuddered as I thought of how painful this was going to be. But part of me was glad that I would finally have all three holes filled.
I followed most of the soldiers into the forest to a small clearing. Four soldiers stayed at the bridge (two on each side). The clearing was obviously man made and I began to wonder how many women were sold for passage over the river. I was commanded to strip and did so. The head soldier informed me that he would get use of all my holes first. Once he was finished his men would get to use me however they saw fit.
Standing there naked in front of all these Lalicland soldiers I was suddenly thankful to Marcus for the salary he had provided. It had not only helped the slashes on my back heal but had left me without any scars. At least these soldiers wouldn’t know I was a slave unless Damien told them. And hopefully he wasn’t going to…if I did everything demanded of me.
The senior officer stripped himself below the waist and made me knee before him. I got to my knees and began to stimulate his already hard cock. I was aware of the other soldiers disrobing as well. I could hear the rustle of their clothes and the clanging of their weapons as articles were lain on the ground.
Suddenly, without warning, the man in my mouth thrust himself into the back of my throat. This wasn’t new to me as many of the men I had been sold to lately had done the same. But this man’s cock had a sharp curve and it nearly bent in half as he jammed into me. The three or four inches at the end of his shake went down my throat almost sideways. I gagged and sputtered into his cock. The sensing just drove him on.
Most men who had used my mouth were content with grabbing the back of my head and holding it as they thrust into me. Not this man. He felt it necessary to grab onto my ears and use them as handles while he slid sideways into my throat. He held my ears like handles and I was certain he would rip them clean off my head. I tried to keep with his thrusting pace to provide more slack on my ears but he simply pulled harder. Even when my lips were pressed firmly against his pelvic bone and he couldn’t go any deeper, he continued to pull. I would scream in pain and feel the violences of my voice against his crooked shaft. Finally he was done with my mouth.
Once he released me I fell forward, gasping for air. My hands reaching up, not knowing whether to soothe my aching throat or throbbing ears. As I pitched forward, preoccupied with my lack of air andIntensive pain, he moved behind me and checked the wetness of his next endeavor. He ran his hand quickly up my crevice and I gasped in surprise. To this day I can’t be sure if it was surprised at his touch catching me off guard or at the fact that I was wet after what he had just put me through.
With no warning at all he plunged his crooked cock into me. His strange ben member was unlike anything I had ever experienced. It didn’t feel better or worse than anyone I had been with but it was a strange new sensing and it certainly managed to stimulate me. The feel of his cock inside me distracted me from the pain of my ears and I began to thrust against him. I started to moan as I neared climax and almost immediately realized What a mistake that was. Before I could stop myself he laughed. “This wench doesn’t realize this isn’t about her pleasure, men! Stupid girl!”
He leaned forward and whispered into my ear, “I don’t want to hear you moan. I want to hear you cryand scream in pain!” With that he reached up and grabbed a handful of my hair. He jerked so hard my teeth clicked together. He continued to bend my head back until my hands were no longer on the ground. Still thrusting into me, he pulled harder until I was nearly upright. When I couldn’t be pulled back any further he throw me forward and pushed his hand down on my head, driving my face into the muddy ground.
I began to panic. I couldn’t breathe. His hand wasn’t giving me any chance to get up. I began to flail my arms and tried to scream for help but no sound made it farther than my muffled mouth.
Without letting up on my head he moved himself into my ass and began thrusting even harder. That’s when everything went black.
When I replaced my senses it took me a moment to remember what was happening to me. When my eyes managed to focus all I could see were treestops. The sun filtered through the leaves as they danced in the wind. For just a moment IThought I was back in my village lying in the forest near my house. Then the pain between my legs registered. It wasn’t the pain of being invaded. This was different. I was being pulled in two. Something was tearing me in half.
I looked down and saw what the cause was. One man was holding my hips up in the air while he knelt down and plunged into me. Two other men were holding my legs behind him. In unison the man inside me would thrust forward while the other two yanked on my played legs. Finally the man inside me erupted and another one took his place. This continued for six more men until they decided to flip me over and share me.
One man would pump into my mouth while two others would share my bottom half. While I was being used other soldiers would empty themselves onto me. I was covered in mud, sperm, and dead leaves. At first I enjoyed the sensing of being completely filled. I loved the constant spray of man-seed on my naked body. But soon the physicsal expense of my situation took over. The men never seemed to tire. Every time I thought I was finally finished two more men would show up. I finally realized that they were taking turns guarding the bridge and ever time one of them was defeat out he would go back to the bridge and another man would return. This gave them plenty of time to recover and at this rate I knew they could use me all night as well.
I began to pray that I would pass out again. My body ached and I was exhausted. I thought my hell was finally over when they once again stopped but they were, again, simply changing positions. One man lifted me up onto his shake as he stood. He wrapped my legs around himself and lifted me up and down impaling me on the stiffened cock. Another man came up from behind and slide himself easily into my sperm soaked asshole. I was flopping around like a rag doll. My limbs too tired to stay where they were positioned, I simply remained limp and hoped they would all tire soon. Both men continued to lift me up and down on their cocks until they came at which point they simply removed themselves and dropped me to the ground. The fall was enough to send me back into the sweet bliss of darkness.
I don’t know how long the attack on my body lasted. And I don’t know how many loads of seed I took. I don’t even know how many men used me. I wanted to a cold shock to my body and flailed my arms trying to protect myself from further invasion. Once I took in my surroundings I realized they had taken me to the river to clean me up. It was already well into night. The lights of the neary city were lit and burning brightly. Two men held me while another moved his hands gently across my body, washing away the filter that covered me. When they were finished they gave me some fabric to dry off with and handed me my clothes. The soldiers turned their backs as I dressed as if they hadn’t just used me as their playth. Once clean and dressed, the men took me back to Ella and The Brothers, carrying my exhausted body the whole way. They dumped me on the ground at Damien’s feet.
I wanted to cry. I wanted to hit Damien. I wanted to grab Ella and run. But I simply lay there in front of him. Unable to even call him one of the awful names running through my mind.
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Hope you liked it. The story is nearing its end but I’ve thoroughly enjoyed writing it! Please feel free to leave comments.
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