Authors: Constantine De Bohon
trouble. He wanted so much more, as did she, but she was too
afraid of her feelings. They were too mixed, and her fear
overwhelmed her desire.
“Please, be gentler,” she begged.
“Trust me.” His forehead pressed to hers briefly.
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Brandr left her where she was for a moment before returning.
It was scary to be left alone tied to a wall even though he remained
in the hut. She was so vulnerable. His eyes were intense when he
once more stood before her and he lifted a long leather strap to her
face. Sky almost screamed. She thought at first he meant to beat
her. But he would never harm her that way, she knew he
wouldn’t, and she trusted him enough to know it absolutely.
Instead he wrapped the length around her mouth, gagging her. Sky
felt terrified. She could no longer ask him to stop; her vulnerability
had doubled.
Oh God what is he going to do?
She moaned when Brandr returned to her breasts and ravished
them. Her knees pulled up when one finger dipped into her
vaginally. He pumped harder after spreading her legs apart. Sky
had no leverage. Her feet were no longer on the ground, but
Brandr was careful to keep her full weight from her wrists.
Brandr rubbed his erection on her and lifted her hips to wrap
her legs around him. His thrust into her vaginal heat was punishing
and Sky screamed. Her bound hands fisted tightly. She felt the
tremor rush up through her belly. The wood against her back was
unbending as the furs were not and she was pinned with nowhere
to retreat. She had no choice but to remain in place and accept all
of him. Brandr removed himself and thrust even harder. Sky
screamed again, unable to even arch her back. She wondered if
Colleen had felt this fear, pain, excitement. It was a confusing
mixture. Brandr was merciless and she could see his muscles bunch
and flex. Sky closed her eyes. He had said he would be gentle, but
she fearfully realized he might have lost control. He bucked against
her thrusting deeper until Sky could take no more of him in. Or so
she thought. His finger went deeply into her behind. Sky didn’t
scream this time. He was gently thrusting one finger inside her.
Sky realized he did have control, only he had all of it.
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The sweat dripped down her shoulder blades and between her
breasts to mix with Brandr’s. Her head slumped back and she
relaxed under him as Brandr slowed his movements. Her hands
opened and lay limp. Her frantic gasps turned to moans. He rocked
against her. His one hand squeezed her breasts while the other
remained in her behind. His weight pressed against her, holding
her still. She couldn’t decide what felt stronger, the solid wood
beam at her back or the powerhouse of a man at her front. He
thrust faster and harder until her eyes fluttered and she wondered
if she would faint.
“You’re fine, little Valkyrie. Feel me; don’t fight me.”
Sky realized her insides had clamped tightly around him.
Without realizing it, her body was resisting him even though she
remained limp. She hadn’t relaxed her entire body. She hadn’t
given him the control he so desperately sought. Concentrating, Sky
stopped tensing when he thrust. He wanted her to trust him. He
protected her. She wasn’t certain, but she thought perhaps he
loved her. Her thoughts calmed her. It was difficult, but her entire
body gave in to him.
“That’s it,” he groaned.
Brandr kissed her cheeks, her throat. She was captive beneath
him. She was dependent on him. But as his captive, he owed her,
too. Her legs wrapped tighter around his waist. He growled out
she was his alone tonight.
She was. Her climax was building with each powerful stroke
as she accepted him. He not only took her, but he took her to a
place she had never been. A wave of such intense emotion washed
over her, she tensed then stilled. She was motionless when he
groaned.
He came and his body remained as unmoving as she.
“Think first before you answer,” Brandr panted. He was
breathing as hard as she was. He was still carefully moving his
finger in and out of her behind. “Are you hurt?”
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Sky was tempted to nod her head. But in her mind she
evaluated limb by shaking limb. He hadn’t allowed her back to
smash into the wood behind her, since he had pinned her too
tightly for her to move. Her vaginal area was hot and still closed
around him. For all his roughness she didn’t mind that his cock was
still buried inside her. She finally shook her head no.
“Are you afraid?”
She had been, but she wasn’t right at this very moment and
shook her head again. He added a second finger that also slipped in
and out of her behind carefully.
“Will you let me teach you more?”
Sky opened her eyes. Brandr’s blue eyes wore the same
intense expression as before. Sky felt her body quiver. Very slowly
she nodded yes. Brandr looked victorious and pulled himself from
her heat. He gripped her under her behind and lifted her down to
settle her onto her shaky feet. He removed his fingers. He untied
her hands, only to retie them behind her back. He kept her gag on.
Brandr laid her on their furs for a moment while he lashed her
ankles together then dressed. Sky started shaking. Brandr wrapped
her in a fur and slung her over his shoulder and left the hut.
Sky was panic-stricken. He wouldn’t take her to the cabin like
this; she knew him well enough to know he would kill anyone who
touched her, except Rolf of course. It was dark out and she was
tied and gagged; she had no choice but to put her life in his hands.
She felt him slowly decline down the side of a hill and realized they
were heading to the river. Sky was concerned. But he didn’t stop
at the river. He walked for quite some time and she wondered if he
found her to be getting heavy. He seemed to have a destination in
mind; his gait was sure and steady. She whimpered.
“It’s all right,” he soothed. “I’ll protect you.”
She wondered if she would need protection from him. It was
an amusing thought. Sky knew in her heart he would kill a wild
animal bare-handed for her. He spoke quick words to calm her,
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telling her she would love the little springs. It was his favorite place
and he wanted to share it with her.
When they came to a cave, Sky was placed onto her back on
the fur she was wrapped in. Though there was no fire, the pools of
water had an odd glow that cast a little light. Brandr removed his
pants; he had his leather pouch of grease. Sky had thought all of the
men in the village were lust-filled dogs because each one had the
same type of pouch. But she soon discovered the grease had other
purposes. The leather was lined with the waterproof stomach of an
animal. The grease could be quickly melted in a bowl or an
indentation in a rock and the moss wicks the men carried could be
lit and turned into added light. They also used it for cooking, as a
butter substitute and on occasion one of the ingredients for soap.
Right now, Sky knew there was only one purpose in Brandr’s
mind.
Brandr rolled Sky to her belly and she felt his fingers, slick
with grease, pump into her behind. Sky’s eyes widened in some
trepidation. He was going to take her behind the same way? Out
here where it was open? Though no one was around, someone
could come upon them. She whimpered loudly.
“Don’t be afraid. I won’t hurt you.”
She knew that. She just didn’t want anyone else seeing them
together…doing this. Brandr pulled her up and carried her to the
hot spring in the cave. He entered the water carefully and placed
her belly down over the pool’s edge. Sky still whimpered, as she
looked at the entrance of the cave.
Is that
movement?
No, it was a
bush in the wind.
Wait, is that a crunch?
No, just a squirrel.
Are there
fish
in this pool?
No, it was Brandr’s cock moving in the water.
Her attention was on her surroundings until she screamed
under her gag when Brandr thrust painfully into her behind. The
grease had made her slick and every inch found its way inside her.
Sky gasped, her eyes opened wide. He did mean to take her
roughly. She squirmed and wiggled and he gripped her tightly, too
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tightly. He was so strong and she felt so helpless. Brandr pulled out
then thrust again, harder, until he was pumping just as wildly as he
had in the hut. No wonder Colleen hadn’t cared if she had been
seen; Sky had too much to concentrate on with Brandr.
Oh.
His thrusts were so powerful, like the first time he had taken
her this way. She had thought he had been angry, but now she
knew better. It wasn’t his intention to cause her pain. Sky sobbed
and choked and went limp, giving him complete control. She
didn’t let any of her body tense as she accepted him. It was less
painful when she remained calm under him. Sky felt Brandr’s grip
loosen as he gentled his thrusts. Sometimes he didn’t realize his
own strength. Water still sloshed over the sides, but Brandr was
gliding into her. She realized it wasn’t really the roughness he
craved, it was her total submission. Once he had it, the rough
thrusting ceased. Now she understood. Her fear evaporated
completely. It was never his intention to hurt her or make her fear
him. And she didn’t. She wondered if Brandr even knew that
compliance was all he wanted. His hand was stroking her bottom
gently. She heard him gasp in huge amounts of air. He spoke sweet
words of love to her. She was right; he did love her.
Sky heard him grunt when he came, as he worked his fingers
against her clit. She was so aroused, so hot. The water was hot, the
cave was warm. She could care less if someone came upon them.
She was safe. Brandr felt so good. She shuddered her release. She
lay there and wondered about the questions he had asked her
before. She wasn’t in any real pain. Her butt hurt although not as
much as she thought it would. She wasn’t afraid; she had a new
insight to this man who would soon be her husband. Brandr would
only ever share her with Rolf. Rolf had known this was what
Brandr had planned. He trusted Brandr not to hurt her. She trusted
Brandr not to harm her. She had agreed to what he wanted and she
was fine. She felt so much relief.
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Brandr removed her gag. She was breathing heavily; his big
body had her wrapped in his arms, pinned gently.
“Not every night,” she whispered. “But sometimes I won’t
mind if you take me like this again.”
“Good,” he said. And thrust himself into her and began again.
* * * *
It was Rolf’s second night away. Brandr had chosen to eat at
the large cabin. Sky was sitting quietly beside him while the
captives served them the meal. She watched each captive for a few
moments with interest. The more she understood, the more
intriguing their life became to her. She understood why Brandr had
thought she was a slave when he had voiced his many concerns to
her one day once she was able to understand him. He had been
amazed she had asked for her hair to be cut; she hadn’t been
forced. It wasn’t a punishment. She learned that people here knew
of a slave’s status by their short hair. The free women kept theirs
long and loose or coiled depending on their marital status.
Sky was aware of the captives who had daily protection. They
smiled and laughed with each other. They were happy. Their
captors were rabid bears when protecting them and it was easy to
see the men were more than just fond of them. One man had
already declared there would soon be a wedding and the woman
had begun eating at the table with the others as Sky did. Others
were able to coax protection for a few days at a time from different
men who the women declared to be gentle and agreeable. Sky
liked them and treated them with respect and they treated her with
deference given a free woman and were friendly in turn. They
looked healthy and well fed, never fearful of where their next meal
was coming from. All except the one. Now with Rolf gone, no one
seemed eager to feed the captive slave, the woman everyone would
rather forget existed. In fact, the woman and her situation were so
explosive, the villagers dealt with it by never referring to her by
name. That alone made Sky wonder. If given a name, she would be
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given a soul. She would be made a person. Perhaps not only Rolf
battled with himself.
The captive slave still glared at Sky. Sky was at a loss. She