He hooked my chain to a link mounted in the fireplace. Binding me to one wall.
Dammit.
I could meander the room but that was as far as I could get.
Nowhere near that door. As if I could reach that bolt anyway.
But I was stuck here, bound to the fireplace. Until I get that key.
But despite that I'd pleasured the barbarian, he now looked at me with renewed interest instead of appearing sated.
Or what I thought sated should look like.
The village boys had always said they were never more relaxed than after having the heat of a woman.
I thought that was what we'd just done.
"What?" I snapped waspishly.
"Why are you so shrewish now?"
"I want to know why you're looking at me that way."
"Because I'm imagining the ways I'll have ye after I've trained ye."
"You'll never 'train' me. You'll have to beat me bloody first."
"Nay. No beatings for one such as you. You don't fear being struck. It's written over you. But 'tis clear to me what ye do fear."
Him. He knows it.
Eying him slumped back in a wood chair. Unashamed of his near nudity, I was concerned about the harm he could do me with his large frame. With fists the size of meat hammers.
But he's right. I don't fear his beating.
"You've already had my flesh!"
He chuckled coldly. "That snippet was sweet. But I'm ready for the meal. I want to fill you."
I chewed my cheek. Wondering if I'd be able to get away from him unscathed. Before he hurts me.
"I'll tell ye what." He stood and gave me a thoughtful study. "I'll get ye some help so I don't break ye."
"Help?"
"Another woman."
He checked the lock on the chain and the loop on the mantle. "Behave, Woman."
His way of saying goodbye.
As soon as he was out the door, I had my feet on the wall and was tugging at the metal loop, trying to break it free to make an escape.
After several hours, I was exhausted and sweating and tucked against the mantle. Frustrated from my inability to escape my bindings.
***
Mardichi returned that evening with a pretty, voluptuous blonde. Barely draped in clothes. He walked her in by holding the back of her neck.
"Raven, this is Bonnie. She is going to teach you what pleasing me should look like."
"Pleasing a man." Bonnie corrected.
"Only man she'll be pleasing is me." Mardichi scoffed.
"Poor thing." Bonnie shot her a sympathetic look.
"Don't make me sound as bad as that."
"You're not." Bonnie said quickly. "You're a kind one, you are. It's just your part." She gestured.
He'd resumed slouching in that wood chair. Leaned sideways and thoughtfully massaging his fingernails with the thumb on the same hand. "Yea...I'm worried 'bout tha' too."
He sighed and stood. "That's why yer here, Me Dear."
He took Bonnie to the bed as he had me this morning. Pushing her over to put her hands on it so she was bent in half. He tugged the strips of cloth covering her down off her arms and let them fall to the floor. Exposing her entirely.
"You watch." He ordered. Positioning behind Bonnie. He moved the pouch covering his groin aside and pulled out a large pulsing pink bit of flesh. Looking much like a small arm gripping an apple.
I looked at the tiny entrance I could see on Bonnie where she was bent over. He'll never fit.
"Now, Bonnie?" He leaned around her to ask.
"Make it quick." She pleaded.
He took that as consent to enter her fast.
She shrieked and lurched up to grab the sideboard of the bed in a white knuckled grip.
***
He stroked only about halfway inside her. Grunting in satisfaction every time he eased forward.
Her fingernails bit into the wood and she looked pained.
I retreated a fearful step. Worried that she might begin to cry or scream from the torment.
That is not happening to me!
If she was a woman seasoned at such arts and clearly more ample then me and she was suffering such, then surely I would be in far worse shape by the time he was done with me.
The only thing I found a relief, was that he seemed so absorbed in having Bonnie, that he seemed to have forgotten that I was there, shrinking by the fireplace.
"Relax Bonnie, keep going slow, remember?" He whispered to her. His eyes intent on her atop him.
She slowed the pace, working him a bit more steadily at a slower pace.
He smoothed into her. Slicking his cock in her heat, she began to relax. Licking her lips and soon she was moaning.
What changed? I couldn't tell.
Soon she pressed back against him. Taking over the movements but still careful to only take about half of him.
There was several inches of his cock still visible beneath her. It looked like a root jutting from within her to attach to him.
He watched Bonnie's movements with a frown. After a time, he put a hand to her hip. "Not going to do it, Bonnie. I'm not in far enough."
Far enough for what?
She whimpered and nodded.
Clearly afraid of what was to come. It made me want to chew my nails to the quick in fear for her.
"Are you ready?" Mardichi asked her.There was a long hesitation in which Bonnie bit her lip and flinched. Nodding more slowly."Remember to stay relaxed, 'tis better that way."Bonnie sighed and her face relaxed.Mardichi surged forward and Bonnie lurched up. Gripping his hands on her hips as if to push him away. But he held fast and slammed harder. Grunting in pleasure as his length vanished inside her.I wondered where it was going. There was so much of him and she was not a tall woman.He'd withdraw, leaning back from her then surging forward again. His muscled buttocks flexing as he burrowed into the blonde who clutched desperately at his hands.Nearly trying to hold his fingers as if to reassure herself with his touch."Mardichi!" She pleaded. "It's too much!"She's begging for mercy. I wanted to curl into a ball in horror. As far opposite them as I could get."I'm almost done, Bonnie." He said soothingly. Thrusting faster and harder.She yelped and clawed at the bed. Leaning fo
Bonnie whimpered. Her grip on the headboard white and shaking.Somehow her body had born the Barbarian's pleasure.Mine certainly won't. I'd never survive that. My mouth was dry and I was shifting uncomfortably."Thank ye, Bonnie." He rolled off her to lay next to her. Moving the leather pouch back over his slickened groin and dropping a palm to his abdomen as he relaxed. Reaching aside his bed, he withdrew a couple coins and put them into her waiting hand.He followed Bonnie out of the bed. Walking over to unchain me from the fireplace. Handing the chain to Bonnie."Another coin for ye, if ye take her down to the pond and show her how to clean up for a servicing."Servicing?Is that what'd just happened? I swallowed. But it felt like a jagged rock rather than my own saliva.Bonnie nodded and took my chain.I could escape her. Run while I had the chance.Though Bonnie seemed sturdier built then me I thought perhaps I could still take her.Mardichi caught Bonnie's other hand and stuck
"I must admit that I am surprised a woman of your age has managed to remain untouched for this long." He remarked thoughtfully as he strolled over to the door and flipped the latch on the top to lock it before moving over to the fire to crouch and add a couple logs.A latch I clearly couldn't reach without dragging a chair over.That was pretty much my primary plan at this juncture.That or slitting his throat with his own dagger if I could get it from him before he snaps my neck. I winced at the thought."My, my..." He remarked. Peering over his shoulder pensively at me. "Ye're always thinkin' aren't ye?"I gave him a dumbfounded look. Likely belying his remark on what may've been, a compliment to my intelligence. I was trying to remember if I'd been staring at the lock on the door when he'd commented.Had I been so obviously trying to plan an escape?"Here." He walked to a pantry and returned with potatoes and carrots and a skinned rabbit he drew off a hook. Slapping them on the tab
With the same wild reluctance and fearful glare I eased from the corner toward him. Weighing my options and not liking any of them.But the pot of stew was still on that table.Maybe I can slosh it on him and scald him. Or conk him with the pot well and good enough to get a chair to that door and out.It seemed my only plausible option. So I walked around the table to where he stood. Facing him as boldly as I could muster despite that I wanted to panic and slide under the bed and pray he couldn't get me out."Bold one, ye are. I like that." He gave me a proud look."Now off with me tunic." He slid a huge callused palm under the shoulder of it and pushed it off. Dropping it over my shoulder and down to my elbow.I gasped, reflexively lifting my arm to stop the fabric from falling further but already one small breast stuck out above the neckline.He reached and methodically did the same with the other sleeve so only my lifted forearms held it around my waist.He gave me a warning look.
The sensation of his finger inside me was unlike anything before. I could feel my body stretching around as he swirled it in slowly. Finding the unique crevices inside me and rubbing along each until one made me gasp."Do you feel that?" He rubbed it again. "That is the pleasure you can have, if ye're a good 'un."My breath shivered as it entered me.He rubbed more roughly along the spot that was making me lean forward and slightly back against his hand.What the hell was I doing?"Uh, uh." I moaned as something tightened inside me. Making my whole body feel icy cold. Then heat blew up from my core and bloomed through me. Making my whole body shiver.My thighs vibrated against his as they flexed with small spasms."Now ye're ready for me, Lass." He murmured and I felt him leaning back and withdrawing his hand."No." I whispered."Yes. It's time."***I couldn't think of any time in my life I'd been less ready. "Please don't.""Here's how it's going to work, Sweet. I need ye ta breathe
"You feel like satin. Like ye were carved from the softest things to make a sheath fer a man.""You're utterly soulless." I leaned up to shout."Who needs one when I have this." He stuffed me full again. "Fucking you feels so good, Little Raven. In-fact," He murmured. "You're so delightfully surprising, I'm certain now I'll be keeping ye for my little slave.""Isn't that what you intended to begin with?" I sneered.He was thrusting so fiercely that there was a guttural sound coming out of me. Broken each time he entered me again. "But I've come ta an even greater decision now, Wee Lass.""What?" I looked over my shoulder at him. My eyes darkened with bitterness. Resentment for what he was doing to me."Ye're well suited to be one of my kind.""You're kind?" I blinked at him in confusion. Even he had paused his ministrations to more slowly slip in and out of me. Still gripping my wrists to keep me from reaching the pot I so yearned for.The one I want to smash over his head."My kind."
"When it comes to fighting me, you're only going to hurt yourself." His low voice rumbled from the bed and I realized that despite his stillness he was far from asleep."I won't stop.""I'm aware that's very likely. But if you were to do so, I'd let you off that chain and let you lie next to me. Realize the softer side of companionship. Care to try?""No." I whispered."Fine." He said. "Let me know when you do."The night was the most awful I'd known. Something about that cold chain made me feel like I was an animal at the end of a leash. And the room seemed cold then overly hot."It's going to get painful." He cautioned. "I can give you comfort.""I'd rather die." I spat on the floor."It's going to feel like you are." He rolled over to his side, staring at the wall in the corner. Unwilling to meet my penetrating gaze.***He had not lied to me. Midway through the night there was pain coursing through my middle. A dark twisting that felt like someone was spinning my insides in wild c
He walked to the bed and lifted the blanket. Giving a sweeping gesture for me to climb in.Staring at him nervously I slid into his bed. Immediately awash with the male scent of him.Dirt and trees and everything wild. But it seemed far more intense now. My nostrils flared and I felt like they were peeling open nearly up to my tear ducts to take in the aroma. And immediately I was damp between my thighs. Remembering that smell as he'd taken me over the table.Like an animal.Suddenly it seemed very obvious what he was.How'd I miss it before?I scooted as far into his bed as I could without completely pinning myself against the wall. I felt the bed dip behind me as he crawled in.The bed groaned in objection and sunk in with his massive weight."This isn't how it works." He sighed as he adjusted into the bedding to get comfortable. Slipping a hand over my hip and to the front of my belly. Dragging me backward until my back jolted against the unrelenting hardness of his chest and abdom