Bred By A Barbarian 1

Part 1 in a 3 part series by Eva Kensin. A Barbarian sex story.

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“
Bjorn like, yes,” he grunted as he fucked her tight pussy. “Bjorn make you his woman,” he said again and again. All she could do is just lay there and accept every thrust he gave. Her head bobbed up and down the pile of skins as his thrusts went from being long swift strokes to hard fast ones. She felt his cock tightening up and she knew that she would be this beast’s cum bucket.
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“
There’s no way we are still talking about this, Shelby,” Christian Kelly said to his assistant on his way out. “I told you to clear my schedule, didn’t I?” he asked as he pretended not to hear her.

“
But Mr. Kelly,” she tried to get his attention as she ran after him. “This has to be signed today,” she said still trying to keep up. Christian stopped in his tracks and looked at her.

“
What is it?” he said as he took the file.

“
Just an approval for the next shipment,” Shelby said as she struggled to catch her breath. Christian took a pen from the inside of his coat and quickly signed the front page.

“
What? You won’t even read it?” she asked surprised. Christian smiled as he put his pen back.

“
That’s why I have such a great assistant now, isn’t it?” he said as he stepped into the elevator. “I don’t have to bury myself in paperwork,“ he added as he winked at her. The elevator doors closed shut just as he caught glimpse of Shelby walking back to her desk shaking her head. He smiled to himself as he felt his pocket for the ring. It was still there, he thought as he sighed. Today was the day he got everything he had ever wanted.

When he got to the airport, he smiled when he saw her looking perfect as usual. She wore a white fitting t-shirt, a pair of blue skinny jeans and matched these with a pair of blue heeled platform shoes. Her long black wavy hair cascaded luxuriously over her shoulders as she walked towards him.

“
We almost missed our flight,” she said as she kissed him. He smiled and took her hand.

“
Well, I am here now aren’t I?” he said as they walked to the boarding terminal. As soon as they were in the air, Christian settled in his seat and looked at her. She was already fast asleep. He thought that he would catch a few minutes of sleep before they got to Maui. He smiled as he pictured her reaction when the mariachi band sang. He had planned to talk to the chef so he would plant the ring in her soufflé. He had it all planned out. This was going to be the best vacation ever. 

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As Bjorn looked over the horizon, he could see smoke. He wasn’t sure whether it was a sign of distress from other tribesmen. He grabbed his spear and shield and decided to walk to investigate. He looked up and saw that the sun was almost setting. He needed to walk fast if he was going to make it back by sunset. As he got closer to the water, he thought he smelt burnt flesh or was it some other tribe that had decided to set up camp in his territory? He grunted in anger. He hated when visitors came to his territory through the wrong channels. As he approached the beach, he slowed down as he looked at the big piece of colored metal floating in the water. “Big bird,” he thought as he inspected the plane’s debris. He suddenly jumped up when he saw bodies floating in the water. He knew they were dead. They would need to take the necessary measures to ensure that the curse of the spirits wouldn’t fall on his tribe. He decided to walk down to see the extent of the damage. He would never admit this to anyone but the sight of death scared him. However, he had to be strong. He had to portray himself as a strong man in his people’s eyes. After all, he was the chief.

He decided to walk down the beach and view the extent of the damage. As he walked, he suddenly stopped in his tracks. He was sure he heard something. Or was it that he was already too old and hearing his own things. He started walking again but suddenly stopped. There it was again. He was not crazy. He could hear human sounds coming from one of the bushes in front of him. He took an arrow from his bag and fitted it in his bow. He stealthily approached the bush preparing his arm to release the arrow at any point. When he got to a place where he had the bush in plain view, he stopped suddenly. There was a man vigorously fucking a woman behind the bush. He looked like he enjoyed every minute of what he was doing.  Bjorn felt his blood boil. This was his territory. He was annoyed at the level of disrespect this man brought to his territory.  He started walking towards the couple who were too engaged in their own passion to notice him approaching. No one came to his territory and acted as he pleased. They would pay.

Marie fluttered her eyes open and looked up. A lot of things were not right. There was too much light and her head hurt like hell. She made out the familiar features of Ben’s face. She tried to raise her
head but a sharp pain shot across her head. She squeezed her eyes shut as she got used to the pain.

“
No, stay still,” Christian said. “You’re okay, we’re going to be okay,” he said as he slowly trailed a finger along her face. Marie couldn’t remember what had happened.
All she could recall was the ‘slight turbulence’ as the pilot called it and the loud crash as the plane crash landed. She could see debris scattered all over the beach.....wait. The beach. Where was she? Where was this?
Had they crashed at sea? Was she off the Atlantic?

“
Where are we, Ben?” she asked. He looked down at her and shook his head. “Somewhere off the coast of Madagascar?” he answered as he held her. “Or maybe somewhere in.......okay I don’t know where we are,” he said as he helped her sit up. “All I know is that we will be okay,” he added as he kissed her forehead.

“
Is there any other person, alive?” she asked her voice trembling. Christian looked down at her and shook his head. He noticed a tear rolling down her cheek and quickly wiped it off with his finger. “Don’t think about it,” he said as he held her close. Marie sobbed as she settled on his chest. When she finally stopped sobbing, Christian kissed her. She resisted at first but she didn’t know why. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply. He shuddered when she brushed her hand over his hardened cock. He gently pulled away from her and held her close. She disentangled herself from his grip and began kissing him again, this time coming on top of him. As she sat on his legs, she felt his cock pressing up against her butt and smiled. She kissed his neck as she ground herself on him making him get even harder.

She then grabbed a hold of his tattered shirt and yanked it open. While pushing him to the ground, she made sure he stayed aroused by kissing his muscular chest. “Marie......,” he said under his breath. “We can’t,” he added as she sucked on his pecks.

“
Why not?” she asked as she continued trailing kisses down his abdomen. “It’s not like we have somewhere to be,” she said as she pinned his arms above his head.

“
It’s just....everyone else...” “...everyone else might be dead and I’d like to know that some things about us will not change because of this,” she cut him short. “This situation is hopeless Chris,” she said looking down at him. “Please let me hold on to this,” she added as she bent down and kissed him again, this time, allowing her tongue to make contact with his. She ran her hands up and down his torso as she reclined herself on him. He held her by the hips and squeezed her thighs slowly. She sat up and took off her t-shirt before proceeding to take off her bra letting her tits fall free in his full view. He let one hand support her back as he raised himself to take in one nipple into his mouth. She let out a loud moan as Christian began sucking on her breast. He flipped her around and let her body rest on the sandy ground as he continued sucking on her. She grabbed a lock of his hair as his head bobbed up and down in line with his suckling.

He then began unbuttoning his own pants and then went on to undo hers. She watched him take off his pants as she pushed her own off. She was now fully exposed to him save for the thong she wore. Christian freed himself from his briefs and laid himself on her. She gasped a little when she felt his finger make contact with her clit. Her slit was already wet; he put two fingers at her opening and began to part her lips for him. When he felt that she was wet enough, he pushed his middle finger in and tested her depths. She supported herself on the sand as she felt his finger work its way in and out of her. She felt a wave of emotion come over her as she enjoyed a sudden release inside her. Her face flushed as she felt him recline himself on her and finally penetrate her waiting wetness. She almost screamed when he began an almost punishing slow movement in and out of her. He then allowed himself to sink deep inside her pussy. She cried out loud as she felt him stretching her to the maximum. She grabbed onto his back and held on as he pummeled in and out of her. She felt a sting on her butt as she continued being ground against the coarse sand. Christian struggled to keep himself from releasing himself in her. It was too soon and she felt so damn good.

He grabbed her tits and squeezed gently causing her to squeal. She suddenly felt him pull out of her and with a sudden force, his weight also got off her. She opened her eyes to see a big muscular man throwing Christian to the ground. She screamed out as she grabbed her clothes to cover herself up. “What are you doing?” she yelled at the man though she wasn’t sure he heard her. The man looked like some kind of learned caveman. He was tall, she placed him at almost six feet. His body was more muscular than anyone she had ever seen. He was naked except for the poorly made strapped sandals and an animal skin loin cloth that covered his privates. He had two strips of leather crisscrossed on his chest. The strips were a basis for the arrow pouch he carried on his back. He also carried a bow and a spear.

Marie was now shaking as the Viking roughed Christian up. “I chief of this!” he yelled as he punched Christian.

“
Stop it!” Marie screamed as she looked for something to defend her boyfriend with. She grabbed a rock nearby and hurled it at the Viking. The stone hit him squarely on the forehead causing him to grunt in pain. He turned around and walked towards Marie. He grabbed her and slapped her across the face causing her to fall on the ground weeping. By now, Christian had reached for his spear and planned to plunge it in his throat when he turned around. Unfortunately, the spear was heavier than he expected. By the time, he managed to lift it up, the man was already in front of her.

Christian knew that this was it. It wasn’t always how he had pictured going but it was here. He looked at Marie and mouthed ‘I love you’ as the Viking picked him up. Tears rolled down Marie’s cheeks as she watched the Viking end her boyfriend’s life with a quick twist of the neck. “No!” she screamed as Christian’s limp body fell to the ground. Bjorn smiled to himself. He was happy he had restored the balance of power in his territory once more. He looked at Marie who still sobbing not caring that she was naked in front of a total stranger. Bjorn looked at her big breasts. She was fairer than any other woman he had ever known. Though she looked weak and unable to handle the normal duties of the tribe, he knew that she would be a great woman to have. He looked at her as she tried to move away from him. He walked to where she was and roughly helped her up. “You mine now,” he said as she struggled against his grip.

“
You killed him! You killed Christian!” she yelled still struggling as he held her tightly against him. He tried to calm her down but it was as if listening was not her strong point.

“
You obey me!” he yelled back at her. Marie spat at him in response making him even angrier. He struck her face again causing her to fall to pass out. When she came to, she found herself on a pile of animal skin that had carefully been arranged to make some kind of a bed. She looked around and saw that she was in some kind of cave. She tried to get up so she could look around but she was too weak.

“
Bjorn say you eat,” she heard a voice say. She fearfully looked at where the voice had come from to see an athletic woman standing at the doorway of the cave. She had on a short piece of loin cloth that showed off her slim waist and another piece was expertly tied around her breasts forming some kind of bra. She had a bowl in one hand and what looked like a gourd in the other which she both put on the floor.

“
Where am I?” Marie asked in a scared voice. The woman helped her sit up and held the gourd to her lips. “Drink,” she said curtly. Marie allowed the liquid to pass her lips still unsure whether she should have done that. When she realized that it was water, she gulped it down in huge amounts making the woman smile. When she was done, the woman gave her the other bowl that had chunks of meat and what looked like overcooked rice. Marie was unsure of it but she was starving. She took a small bite of the meat that was surprisingly so soft that it pulled off the bone. Before long, she was done and the woman gave her some more water. By the time, her ‘host’ left, Marie was feeling rejuvenated. She lay back down to relax and closed her eyes.