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I write because I haven't seen non-consent, rape, impregnation, with large/ muscular women in enough stories. So please enjoy and comment freely. Marcos was the only man in a group of twenty-one. Kaarthen and Vellina had suddenly become the celebrated leaders of the 'band' of women. They made their pace slowly, the women needed to sleep. Marcos had more sex but the grinding urge to move faster was always nagging him since he knew that the northeastern fort had to be only a day away.
Their progress was further complicated when they came upon a purity site at a stream. A simple pole with a red rag tied around it was visible from the road. The women were ecstatically happy for the Goddess' blessing to bathe. Marcos was pretty furious since they were within a few miles of the fort. His fury however, didn't stop him from keeping a watch over the women as they bathed. He watched Kaarthen and Vellina in particular.
Despite the sun having been up for a while, mist rose off the water where the women bathed. A stunning backdrop of twenty naked women surrounded Kaarthen.
They frolicked and bathed around and in front of her. Kaarthen was glad to have his attention so directly. She had felt many pushes to make the women forget his presence and try to have fun. Vellina was before her swimming on her back, her hair floated around her.
After the women had returned to the road, she casually checked within his robe and found him still quite hard. The group went directly to the fort. The design of the structure was very simple. A high picket wall made of timbers stood over a mound of dirt as a foundation. Across the top of the foundation, logs were bound standing and leaning into each other.
The mound of the foundation made a stand for archers behind the picket. Behind the fence was a large ditch used for the mounds dirt. The road smoothly wound through a gap in the fence, used as a checkpoint. The road went over the ditch and curved around the main entrenchment; a large stonewall surrounded a large slate roofed wooden keep. The distance between the inner wall and outer was one hundred and fifty yards, the firing distance of an arrow from the top of the inner wall.
The road curved between the two walls before exiting the other side. From the fort, running southwest was a mound reinforced with sharpened logs. Marcos knew it went well into the forest and defined part of Menthino's border.
Despite looking useless, the chest high mound would be extremely difficult to cross with a horse. The mound was also reinforced with considerable magic to notify the patrols and fort. Two other permanent emplacements were to the southeast.
After those two, all there is are temporary moveable towers guarding the frontier until the Ort turns south. A range of hills run south paralleling the Ort to the west before breaking for a small river and the east capital of Lafaust.
The heaviest concentrations of troops guard those hills and several large fortresses are linked by tunnels and trenches to create one large citadel.
Entering the fort was easy. Marcos was in uniform and a large amount of border guards are light infantry mainly as archers and rangers. The women were also allowed in but they demurred and sat in the sun near the road. Marcos was asked to report to a young watch officer. The officer wore a gauntlet on his left arm. It was black steel for the light infantry. The gauntlet's design was mostly a frame covering from the elbow to finger tip.
At mid forearm, four eyehole slots like those for buttons were made. The holes could take different items or weapons like horse reins, shields, cross bows, courier bags, or blades. Marcos noticed his was worn but mostly new. Like most people not expecting him, they treated him like most other rank and file.
"Soldier, make your report." The officer said from behind his desk. "I have none." "But you asked to see the fort commander?" "I thought either he or yourself could help." "What unit are you with? Who needs assistance?" "I'm not with a unit. I believe I'll need to see the fort commander." "You're not even showing proper respect to me.
Why would I allow you to disgrace the fort commander? He'll have you in stocks if you're wasting his time." "Just go get him. I understand as his lieutenant you want to make sure everything is in order." "You will stay here then until I return, remember whatever training you had for talking to the commander is that understood?" The officer rose and started to leave. "Are you armed? Remove your robe." For a hot dark beautiful babe banged doggy style, the two stared at each other and Marcos didn't move.
Marcos wondered if the officer would try something. He knew he looked suspect, he hadn't looked directly at the officer the whole time, but the officer went on his way. A few minutes later, the fort commander came in with the young officer and one brother blackmail his sister jizzboom following and another positioned outside the door.
He took one look at him and kneeled to the guard's and officer's surprise. Marcos felt relief somebody remembered who gave them their gauntlet. In a blur of administrative activity the commander, a salt and pepper hair veteran, had twenty horses brought out.
They were mostly stout draft and carriage horses. However, they were all the fort could spare with the continuous operations needed on a border shared by an active enemy.
The moved to the map room in the basement. What the map room did using various types of magic, was give a real time bird's eye view from above the clouds of the sector the border fort was responsible. The display took up a section of floor and observers could walk into and over it without problem. They looked down through the clouds like gods as the young officer gave a quick recap of events over the last month in the northwestern sector. The map was not able to play back all events, but it could look closer at places where things took place.
It could replay to show intruders as they crossed the mound or any large groups approaching such as his band. Marcos exited the keep to find the women talking amongst each other and to pairs of guards.
He wanted to have the noisy group go ahead perhaps with Vellina if need be. He needed to head south and slightly west to eastern edge of the mountains. The city-state of Grippe was a repository for his gauntlet when he went west, and a city connected by magic to Mavvus. Once there he could dress as the Immortal of Menthino and check on the running of things.
He found and told Kaarthen the plan and asked her what she thought. Inside she was happy to have Marcos to herself. She again noted she had no familiarity with horses. She didn't mention the goddess' internal library with a long understanding of the millions of ways one can die on, near, or because of horses.
Further, she noted they would only be able to take one horse to be fair so they would be better off walking. She said all this while reading Marcos' own surface thoughts, and watched as he smiled behind the leather covering his face. The women were sad to see him go. They were told that Vellina was immortal and could protect them. They relaxed once they knew they would have an extra horse and, that the way forward was clear. Vellina was happy that four light armored cavalrymen would escort them while she got familiar with the horse.
The fort's guards were sad to see the women go after only a few hours. However, the women were determined now to press on and get to Cardin while the route was known to be safe and secure. Cardin is the city that is on the southern edge of the flood plain. It functioned as the gateway to the interior and a waypoint for those waiting for the flooding to be over.
The sprawling city rivaled Mavvus in the late winter when it took in its flood refugees. Cardin was also a huge economic hub storing the grain and produce of the northern flood plain as it prepared to be distributed. In its own right it was a leather producer, they used the many empty houses used for the flood refugees as drying houses and freezers during the late spring through early winter.
A canal also connected Cardin to the sea through Mavvus. Marcos and Kaarthen were then alone and able to share a dinner offered by the fort commander. They wound up staying the night. "I am happy to be able to sleep in a real bed. Biggest santa bangs ass gap hardcore russian been so long." Kaarthen said jumping on the narrow bed along the wall.
"The room I have in Mavvus would be much more splendid." Marcos pointed out. "Really? Tell me about that place as we go to bed." "The tower is built into the inner wall in the capital's citadel.
It is larger in diameter than the inner wall of this border fort. Inside the tower, I have my own armory, library, dungeon, and practice rooms, and my own personal temple. The roof has rain collectors, and even a garden. I also have one-way transports to Grippe to the west, Cardin to the north, Leethon to the southwest, Lafaust to the east, and Pessilberg on the coast to the south." "Why one way?
We could be back by now." "The Citadel of Mavvus is impregnable. I didn't want a back door leading into my home. Besides we're immortal now, time is a convenience. When you start counting time by decades and centuries, you'll understand." Kaarthen knew, though he didn't say, that he almost never stayed in the tower. In fact, despite that entire tower was his, he was usually lonely and spent time in the royal Dark Mother's temple acting like statues and breeding a collection of women for exotic beauty.
"I got a robe for you. I cut it so your breasts could breathe a little." He said staring. Her bosoms were exposed along the undersides without her chest wrap. She at first wanted to put her mantle under it or over, but a remark about being choked with it made her leave it. "You look sexier that way." Marcos said grinning lecherously.
The sides of the breasts were uncovered by the side gaps and always threatening to expose her as she moved. "What's in this thing? It weighs a ton." "Oh, right, it conceals the armor on the inside." Marcos opened a worn edge on his to show her a quarter inch thick chainmail slab that protected the chest and attached to a dense wool fabric backing with similar sized back piece.
The outer shell was thin as silk and oversized to conceal the armor. "So with that you get excellent protection from arrows and such. The outer fabric twists around arrows that do go in and helps in the removal of the missiles and protects from poisons." Marcos showed how the fabric was very strong and hard to pierce but wouldn't stop a wound.
"It also on the inside has many subtle cleverly placed pockets. For knives, throwing darts, some have places for swords, mine has a water bag, and I also carry a map." "Marcos, why does an immortal wear armor?" "In this day and age there aren't lots of Champions running around. People aren't familiar with our limitations, unlike vampires or elves. I can be killed, but it would take another Champion to pull it off." Marcos said. "The main reason I wear armor is to fit in.
I want people to think I'm as fragile as they are. It makes them less likely to seek some creative solution. I don't want someone bringing up a volcano for me to fall in or dropping mountains to bury me." Marcos mused. "I want them to come try and stab me. I want them to come close and die like the rest with surprise on their face." After considering all this Kaarthen took off the robe, stood topless with her proud breasts swaying, and asked, "Marcos please relive my pressure.
It has been to long." She stopped him as he stepped forward. "First, could you remove the robe and leather? Now that I know what all that stuff is I don't want to go to bed with it." Kaarthen said. She gestured to his Safi armor, noting a sink for it to stay wet. Marcos happily obliged and they got on the narrow bed together. Marcos lay between her legs suckling contently.
"Since I'm naked, I want you to be fair and remove the loincloth protecting your nether. That would help us both get comfortable, on our way to sleep." Marcos said to her, he was already untying her loincloth anyway. Kaarthen giggled and cupped her breasts for him and raised her hips. Marcos enjoyed the warmth of her body. She always seemed warm especially in the breasts. Looking up from her stomach they looked like the onion domed buildings of Dar Delis. From above they were perfectly round.
Kaarthen's breasts were like a young girl who barely started growing and had cones. Only Kaarthen's were bigger than her head and their base extended off her chest to the sides and front. They were also slightly rounded all around from their own naughty lesbians fill up their monster arses with whipped cream and squirt it out. Pale puffy nipples capping the tops were gloriously exotic.
The rare inverted nipples were a pleasure to play with. Marcos noted how she always had an orgasm when he sucked out the nipples to stand free. The thick teats were the size of fingertips and rubbery, they both enjoyed his light chewing. In fact, Marcos noted she had an orgasm with almost anything he did. He scooted down her body to stare at her pussy. Marcos hadn't gone down on a woman in years he suddenly noticed. Marcos had a harem in Mavvus of beautiful exotic women he bred.
He'd known for a while they weren't quite normal, they were in effect loyal dolls constantly striving for attention. Some were quite clever, and even his rejects were some of the most expensive and skilled courtesans in the world.
He had bred out major strains of jealousy and drama inducing social climbing at great expense. He had trained a majority of them in death arts, primarily for their feelings of closeness, secondarily for protection.
The training allowed them out of the tower. Usually they went to the Dark Mother's temple, learned further skills, and heard current palace rumors and intrigue from the many assassins and thieves who loitered in the side chambers. They were also required to play music or dance for the celebrations at the temple. They all had a hero worship mentality for him.
Most people are not extremely aware of the person who keeps them, provided for, and arranged for their birth. The fact that they are, means a mixed bag of calming religious and erotic harem atmospheres is usual when he is present. Some other noble women and rich matrons seduce him for novelty or apparent power building. Therefore, the women he had were usually very aroused just being in his presence, and wanted him in them. They could lick themselves if he was gone and usually they did enjoy playing amongst each other.
Kaarthen's pussy was wet and very pale. As Marcos started to lick and spread it he noticed how the flesh inside was a grayish purple like the rings of her nipples. Oddly, Kaarthen stopped him. "I can play with girls whenever I want. I spent a whole chinese rape blood sex story com with them, and the last few days to boot.
I want you inside of me. I want your seed." Kaarthen said, after she pulled him up to kiss her. She reached between them and tugged his cock to her body. "You always make me happy this way." She said kissing him. She brought her knees up to her sides.
Her very open body seemed anya ivy gets fucked and gives a footjob suck him in.
He always marveled at how her whole body seemed so receptive to him. Her pussy was so wet and yet it felt so tight. Her pussy once it had him, squeezed, and sucked him in further. Lying, atop her was a dream. Marcos was allowed to alternate between her breasts and kissing her. He could, especially when her mammoth pointed breasts were being sucked, see her beautiful body.
The contrasting colors of her body always mesmerized him. When she spoke of it, she was always proud her mother harvested a drow. She also told stories of how sneaky it helped her become at night as she grew up. He noticed in any direct light the pale surface of her skin shone, but in the shadows and times of low light, she might as well be a drow herself.
Marcos also gauged how full her breasts were to how dark they were. "I think the Dark Mother made a good choice in sending you along. I think I could use a companion, especially since you bring fresh milk." That's good, but you should keep fucking your companion. I'd like to get out on the road early, and see these tinkerers." "Hhmm…no problem." Marcos picked up the pace and her pussy did the rest.
Before too long he came deep inside her. They lay with each other as they went to sleep. Marcos was satisfied. His cock was inside an amazing pussy that suckled him to sleep. The morning came quickly. The fort was always in round the clock operations. Marcos and Kaarthen left before the sun came up and walked a little slower eating warm breads. They picked up the pace by the time the sun came up and were well along.
"I figure if we went midday to sunrise it would be a quick journey of three days. I figured it would take two days to get back to Mavvus using the roads. We'll be traveling pretty fast since we're in effect traveling twice as long as regular. The only way our speed could get better is if we could find horses that didn't need rest or that didn't sleep." He noted as they walked. Two days into the trip, he felt some thing moving towards them from up ahead.
The lands of chaos that border Menthino were hemmed in by a river. Every once and a while, creatures from those harsh lands come across the water searching for, or becoming food. Usually they're lost and on their way to meet questing adventurers seeking to make a name for themselves. "Kaarthen, arm yourself. There is some thing up ahead coming towards us." Marcos said. "Do you know what they are?" "Not friendly and not human either." They continued forward. Marcos kept his hands in his robe, and Kaarthen had her Lourndai out.
The sun was low enough for the for the mountain air to get cool again. They came over a rise to spot a family of wolvers. Bipedal and animal-like, usually wolvers are attacked by farmers who think them werewolves. They are omnivorous, but only eat grasses for digestion and rarely attack humans except in famine.
Short stubby six inch tails protrude from the hindquarters. Thin long dark hair covers their bodies. This family had an alpha with a thick black mane, three shorter haired females, a scruffy adolescent male, and a nursing cub.
They sat in the long grasses off the road near the forest they lived in. Marcos thought that this close to the mountains they might have been displaced by the hunting creature that came out of the mountains in the summer.
As they continued even further they heard yelps from behind. To the right, charging the wolvers was a group of trolls. There were only ten of the jabbering creatures. Trolls are average man size. They were sickly yellow, with thick toadlike skin, long floppy ears, and a long hooked beak-like nose. They wore animal pelt loincloths and skirts. Most had spears or axes, and sparse long black hair trailing to their mid back. The trolls changed course for the humans as they daddy bought me new toys for christmas near.
"Well that explains it!" Marcos shouted as the trolls closed in, glad to not look like a fool. The wolvers ran in the opposite direction along the road.
The alpha obviously had a more defensive outlook.
Marcos and Kaarthen stood to the side of the road. He didn't need to explain the obvious advantages of keeping the enemy off solid ground. The trolls closed in through the tall grass. They used primitive but lethal stone axes and spears.
Kaarthen kept Lourndai close as they stopped within range. Her posture was similar to dealing with the temple women. The trolls moved to surround them. Marcos and Kaarthen sidestepped apart to keep the trolls in front. The trolls grew impatient and jumped. The ones on Kaarthen's side were caught in a double swing that crossed their chests and legs.
The heavy magical blade didn't bounce or ricochet as it sliced necks, chest cavities, and severed legs. As she brought the blade back, she swung it across her body and then spun around with it. Four trolls lay dead or dying and only two more faced her. Across from her Marcos was having fun. Four trolls had attacked, two at a time. Fighting in his usual unarmed style, Marcos had brought a knife hand down and knocked the point of the lead troll's spear down and away to the right.
He caught the troll's forward hand and swung the troll around and away across his body to the left.
He followed with grabbing its upper arm at the shoulder and dealt him a sidekick to crush its knee. The second troll to his left hacked at him with an overhead chop. Marcos leaned back for it to miss and stepped past it on the right, clotheslining the creature with a bent elbow to the throat.
He stepped into troll number three and grabbed its axe as he pushed it by the side of the head into number four. He brought the ax into a side arms slash that caught number four in the neck and allowed him from there to then to drop it into the back of number three's head.
He spun quickly and took a step bringing the ax through the back of number five's left knee. Kaarthen killed the last troll by sidestepping and catching its center thrust with her left hand and jabbing Lourndai into its upper chest with her right. She twisted and removed the massive blade when the troll was on the ground. Marcos dropped the ax knowing the wolvers would finish the two he disabled. "So are you ready?
I think those wolvers will be along to make sure theses don't go to waste." Marcos said casually. "I want to have sex when we get to Grippe." Kaarthen said offhand, as she cleaned the blade in a troll's loincloth. She stared curiously at the odd hairy tab of flesh she saw underneath it. "Well we'll be there by sunrise. The forest is ending here. A few hills and we'll hit Grippe at the base of the mountains. In fact, we'll be there just after the sun goes down if you quit staring." Marcos replied watching her.
The two set off, and as the sun was going down, they came to the top of a hill and saw the lights of Grippe set in the base of a mountain. 18***************************************************** Ailli stalked her prey along the rocks and among the statues in the early morning hours. Earlier she had hunted with Kassin and found a hunting party of elves. They were settled in for the night and had two small fires.
The group of eight was average for what they found. They sexy blindfolded y squirt wife gilf shared settling in for the night, and the fire was just embers when they attacked. Kassin mowed through killing five confused, sleeping, unarmed elves. Ailli came in riding the wave of destruction with her. They had as usual killed everything, and had nothing to harvest.
As trophies, Kassin had started collecting the curved double-edged daggers the elves carried. The two women that day didn't have sex since they had gone so much further mom and son japani mom usual. That was the reason Ailli was hunting now. Lately, she needed a little sex to help her to bed. She found it by using the ogress.
Kassin had several days ago brought the ogress into the temple for a ceremony. She had chained it straddling the altar with its ass hanging off the edge. The arms were bound crossing its back and tied wrist to elbow on either side. She had also used a shackle as an o-ring in its mouth, and bound it by the back of the neck to the altar. Another chain wrapped around the creature's waist and snaked though its arms for insurance. All the chains and shackles were magically bonded and reinforced. The ceremony was quick.
It was a modified elven ritual making the ogress a protector of the enclave. Usually the ritual is for bonds with forest magical creatures, stags, wolves, bears, or tigers. The ogress' new focus would now be protecting the enclave and its inhabitants. The other parts of the ritual made the creature just short of immortal by giving it huge boosts to strength and rejuvenation. The ogress was now a phenomenally powerful and loyal creature that fed off energy from the enclave. Kassin had obliged Ailli in a little celebration for the ritual with their new protector.
"She'll suck your dick Kassin, or I will. Let's get her in the mood." Ailli said undressing, Kassin followed suit. "Alright, what are you gonna do at that end? Your cock can't do much for something like this." "True enough, but I have my ways. If that doesn't work we'll sex mom porn son mobi com team it and I'll fuck its ass." "Anal?
Wow, I see where your confidence from the last day or so came from. I suppose it was you, fucking it when it was on the pole." Kassin straddled the altar and stuck her cock in the ogress' mouth. The danger was very exciting. The ogress had a blank face and its jaws were stout obviously good at chomping bone.
Without the magic in the shackle, even steel would collapse. "Let me help you both enjoy this more." Ailli said. She snaked in her hand, grabbed the Kassin's cock, and enlarged it to fill the llxxx bbc fuck small white girl.
It extended to fifteen inches down the throat of the surprised ogress. "Don't let her fool you. She did this plenty of times when she wanted food or water out there." Kassin smiled. "She's doing it. I can feel her tongue, this feels great." "Good, I'll be back here working her holes" Ailli got back and extended herself to the nearly two-foot monster that was as wide as her foot, the ogress had become accustomed with.
The ogress always shamefully aroused itself melody gordan god machine nun submission around her. It was trained now to get wet by scent or sight. The filthy creature quickly got warmed up and its nasty frothy hole started winking and dripping its invitation.
Ailli however, had self-control and she showed it. She showed it by only running her cock around the slit getting her wet. The creature would know after today who it belonged to. She fingered its pisshole surrounded by its donut shaped clitoris. By now, it was getting big enough for two fingers and soon she'd fuck that too. "Wow, what are you doing back there?
She's gotten real excited." Kassin said leaning forward pumping its face with both hands on the ogress' shoulder blades. "Just wait, you'll be glad this thing's strapped down in a minute." Ailli said and with a half step, buggered the helpless creature. True to her word, the creature attempted to buck as Ailli burrowed herself in. The anal cavity on the creature was probably also intended for submission. Ailli got into it without any clamping or attempts to push her cock out.
The cavity had bumps and it seemed to be bleeding or self-lubricating as she worked herself in and out. She spread the ogress' cheeks to get a good look at her cock-laying claim to the creature's ass. Kassin came loudly jamming her cock down its throat. The ogress climaxed as well gagging wetly and clamped Ailli's cock so hard it arrested all movement.
Ailli was then triggered and a long orgasm spewing buckets of cum made her weak kneed. It was still going when she fell back into the water, cum oozed down her cock onto her swollen slit. ******** Now, hunting the ogress was her morning ritual. Kassin seldom took part, and never let her use the whip when she did.
The ogress had learned to be sneaky. The constant hunting had improved her actual hunting and harvesting. She found it by the noisy waterfalls in the north end of the enclave.
She stalked in close and got her whip around its neck quickly. The ogress then dropped to its hands and knees.
The loyalty of the bond stopped it from fighting back. It had also quickly learned from the beginning she didn't tolerate struggling. Ailli walked in close, the memory of taking it for the first time was replaying. The monsters constantly wet hole was begging her attention. First, she pushed its head down and fingered its clit. The creature always liked the stimulation.
She realized it wasn't constantly being fucked throughout the day. Therefore, these mornings were good releases for both of them. She left her cock unmodified and hefted it to its pussy. The ogress bounced back when she touched it. She got the ogress hot when she rubbed it, now it was getting demanding. She pulled back and slapped its ass. It mumbled a moan. She rubbed its clitoris more to get it real hot.
The ogress leaned into the feeling. The beasts need for a climax was starting to rule it. She gave it one and let it enjoy the bliss. She started giggling as it calmed itself.
She shoved her cock at its clitoris. Its small hole opened up only a little, and the monster tried to jump back. Ailli found stepping, kneeling, or stomping on the backs of its knees or ankles was good for stopping any movement. She shoved again harder and the unmistakable tremor of an orgasm went through its back.
Pained moaning was hidden in the confused climax. Ailli didn't give it rest, and with five more brutal thrusts, she was seated halfway in the pisshole of abbey brook in my friends hot mom monster. She gave it more short quick thrusts deepening herself within it. The whole time the ogress' pussy gushed its shame and exploded out over her. By accident, her cock slipped out and they rested for a moment leaning into each other.
She cast her cock to its monster size and mounted the ogress properly. She felt the pussy was much wetter then before. The ogress rocked back into her with resignation, it was already quite well fucked and already exhausted. She grabbed the whip and used it around its neck as reins to force herself deeper until her nearly two-foot cock nuzzled the slack mouth of its womb.
With that goal before her, she pushed harder and harder to gain the entrance to that hole.
She pushed through slightly as the ogress came. The whole of its vagina squeezed and sucked urging her to climax. The mouth of the womb was closed tight around the tip of her fist-sized cock. She knew that if this ogress could get pregnant, now was the time it would happen. She released xxx sex sony story hb story load into it with short deep strokes while lolling her head moaning and sighing.
It was in that position that Caris and the Traveling temple Sisters found them. With Ailli choking a ogress on its hand and knees with her whip around its neck, moaning her satisfaction as she arched herself deep into it. She collapsed on to its back before pushing of it and slapping its ass. The women stared at her massive cock as she unwound her whip and sat back to catch her breath.
The ogress dragged itself off into the water. Alli propped her self up. The blissful feeling of contentment kept her usual nervousness at bay. "And what, are your names?" she asked.