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Thread: The Warrior's Claim (Rivine & darkangel76)

Arnarr was pleased as her legs fell open, which he took as a sign of her desire and submission. She wanted him, hopefully as much, preferably more, then he wanted her. He found himself wanting her to yearn for him, to desire his attention and affections over any other man alive. He wanted her as his own, completely and wholly his. To have her when he pleased, to have her in his bed, depend on her and to have her do all of this out of desire for him. That was what he yearned for. As his manhood rubbed against her he could feel her wetness, her body's eagerness to have him. That knowledge alone was invigorating. But, before he could go on, before he could prepare her, he caught sight of the tears streaking down her face. She spoke then, words that he had not been expecting. You will take care of me, Master? Arnarr paused, holding himself still against her. She had called him master... but it had not seemed like something a slave would call their owner. The word seemed to have more feeling, as if it was indicative of a far more intimate connection. She wanted his reassurance, to know that he cared. One of his hands moved to her face, wiping her tears away ever so gently with his thumb. The warrior looked down into the young woman's eyes, knowing full well that this would not be the last time they lay together like this. He spoke softly, his words heartfelt, even if they did not convey exactly what he meant, I will care always my pet. Had he known her language better he might not have confused the word for slave and pet, but he had. Help me give myself to you, Master. At these words he smiled, leaning over to press his lips to hers in an initially soft, but soon heated kiss. Her legs parted more, inviting, and more then anything he wished to take her, to join them together. But he could not, not yet. Slowly the hand that had wiped the tears from her face slid down her throat, his fingers grazing her soft skin. It brushed over her chest, briefly skimming one of her hardened nipples. As it moved over her stomach his fingers dragged along her flesh,, scratching lightly. Finally it arrived where he wanted it, her woman hood. Arnarr's fingers slid over her moistened flesh, parting the eager lips. His thumb found the nub he had long ago learned of, rubbing at it slowly as he spoke to her, his voice heated and full of need, I will teach you pet. Teach you to want me more and more. His thumb continued to rub at the nub as he spoke, wanting to feel and hear her reacting to it. Then, slowly, he started to slip a finger within her.
Thread: The Warrior's Claim (Rivine & darkangel76)

Tiernans body was writhing against Arnarrs as strange sensations washed over her. She could feel an intense heat burning between her legs, fluids slowly starting to drip down her legs. What was going on? What was her body doing? She instinctually knew what she wanted and though very inexperienced, she had an idea that her body was wanting to be pleasured. And not just by any man. But by this man. Arnarr. Her Master. Arnarr let his roughened palms glide along Tiernans soft, supple flesh. She gasped the moment his fingers found her nipples. Oh they were so sensitive. Just a brush and she felt her sex gush a little. Slightly embarrassed, her cheeks reddened further and another tiny sound escaped her lips as her body continued to move against him. Moves making it clear that she was in both want and need of him. Finally, Arnarrs fingers found Tiernans sex. Her breath caught the moment he found her swollen bud. Immediately, she felt another gush between her legs and almost instantly she found herself letting out the softest of moans. Oh god, her Master was magic. Making her body sing for him and only him. I will teach you pet. Teach you to want me more and more. Arnarrs voice was soft, but firm. Tiernan could hear the authority and it made her gush yet again. Instinctually, Tiernan tilted her pelvis, thrusting it up ever so slightly so that Arnarr had better access to her most sensitive part of her body. Mewling, gasping, she felt such great warmth engulfing her body. Bucking her hips, her sex so very wet, she let out a loud groan. It was then that she felt a finger slip within her dampened folds, touching her so intimately and making her wild with desire. Master Master Tiernan whimpered. What are you doing to me? Tiernans hips bucked against Arnarrs hand. The feelings were so good, she wanted more. Needed more. Master oh Master Whimpering and moaning, Tiernans body broke out into a sweat. Her porcelain skin began to glisten with the heat of her passion for Arnarr, this man who was teaching her how to give herself to him. Her Master. Im so wet, Master I Tiernans eyes welled with tears. Her body was reacting so intensely and she could feel her muscles beginning to tighten. She knew this had to be what an orgasm was, what true rapturous pleasure felt like between a man and a woman. Suddenly, her pale eyes went wide and she looked up into Arnarrs eyes. Am I going to climax, Master? I I Stammering, Tiernans eyes desperately searched Arnarrs. In her question, she wasnt just asking about what was happening, but whether he wanted her to achieve orgasm. Oh how she hoped so. She didnt know if she could hold back if he denied her. Surely, it would happen anyway and what then? So unsure, so lost in the moment, she closed her eyes and waited for an answer as her body began to fall over the edge into receiving its very first orgasm.
Thread: The Warrior's Claim (Rivine & darkangel76)

Arnarr marveled at the intense reactions of the woman beneath him. He had had women want him before, but the pure raw intensity that Tiernan was reacting with was something new, even to him. Her body was reacting as if he was something it had long craved, yearned for, needed. Just a brush of her nipples rewarded him with a gush from her womanhood, her body writhing even more for want of him. Arnarr was finding her body would yield to his touch, take pleasure in even the softest of caresses, and was finding he liked having such control over her. That control became even more apparent when he began to play with her soaked slit. She was so moistened from want of him that he could hear the squish of the liquid as his hand teased her sex. Her pelvis was tilting up, her hips thrusting wantonly towards him. Oh, if she had thanked him for saving the virtue of her body before, how much more might she thank him for taking it later? She seemed so keen to be his, so suppliant to their mutual desires, but first and foremost his own. It was as his finger slipped within her that he was awarded with the most exhilarating response yet. Master Master What are you doing to me? To this Arnarr chuckled, his lips moving down to press and nibble at her neck. He broke away then to whisper into her ear, his voice heated, needful, I am teaching you. You will yearn for this. Master oh Master Arnarr did not speak in reply, instead he began to thrust his finger within her. Over and over, quicker and quicker. As he did this he began to explore her with his mouth, kissing, licking and nibbling. Soon enough he made his way to her nipples. First he flicked them with his tongue, teasing, before he took one between his teeth, tugging gently. It was about then that she spoke again. Im so wet, Master I Arnarr chuckled and looked up at her. But it was then that he noticed her tears. He frowned ever so slightly, then reached up with his other hand, shaking his head as he wiped the tears away. No tears my pet... not now, he said softly, pressing his lips to hers in the most tender of kisses. She looked up at him then, as he felt her muscles tightening, her eyes wide. Arnarr held her gaze as she spoke. Am I going to climax, Master? I I He pressed his lips to hers tightly then and began to move his finger within her even more. Breaking the kiss he spoke, his lips brushing against hers as he looked into her eyes, Yes pet. Let go... He wanted her to come to her fall for him, to feel the pleasure that he would grant and inflict upon her body night after night, year after year. So Arnarr's lips moved down to her breasts once more, his lips wrapping around one nipple, sucking at it then taking it in his teeth as he continued to pump his finger within her. He wanted that climax, he wanted her over the edge. The sooner the better, for then he could push her to that brink yet again.
Thread: The Warrior's Claim (Rivine & darkangel76)

Tiernan had heard some of the other girls, those recently married, whod talked of such things with hushed voices. Little did they know shed been listening in, taking in their words of their experiences with their new husbands. Shed often wondered how true their talk had been. Some had mentioned excruciating pain while others had said it was the most glorious experience of their lives. It made her curious as to how it would be when the time presented itself to her. Funny that now that it finally was, it wasnt with any of the eligible men of her village. It wasnt with Collin. Yes pet. Let go Arnarrs voice whispered as he pulled back slightly. Her lips still searing from the scorching kiss, Tiernan did as she was told. Her eyes rolled back and she let her body react as it both wanted and needed. Oh, Master I I Tiernans body began to shake, her legs spreading even wider as her hips began to buck furiously. Master Master She repeated the title over and over as she came, her juices gushing and flowing as her sex pulsed out its rapturous rhythm again and again against Arnarrs hand. As Tiernans body experience the throes of orgasm, she could feel her entire body responding. Her sex was throbbing, her heart beating in time with each wave that seemed to pool between her legs. Her skin felt hot and she knew her cheeks were red, the brightest crimson theyd ever been. As her body took in everything it was feeling, experiencing, she felt Arnarrs lips against her flesh once more causing her to arch and writhe like some animal in heat. The moment Arnarrs mouth found Tiernans breasts once more, she couldnt help herself. Her hands moved upward and found themselves lost in the tangles of his hair. He sucked and licked at her nipple, his teeth tugging on it, making her gasp and groan and oh, his hand. He was still touching her sex, pumping her hard as her body began to ready itself all over again. Master Master What is happening to me? Master Tiernans words were a breathy whisper. Her body was his now, his to control and manipulate. She was at his mercy and she knew it. Please, Master I need more. Please, Master Tiernan couldnt help it. She needed this, needed Arnarr. He knew her body so well, understood it. She was so hot, so wet, so very needy. She didnt know how he was doing it, only that she didnt want him to stop. Those women of her village whod said it was glorious, had been right. She was certain of it. Though, she was sure none of their experiences could ever compare to what she was getting right now with her warrior man, her Master. Please, Master, please, Tiernan continued to beg, her hips moving in time with Arnarrs hand. Oh please, Master more Desperate whimpers escaped Tiernans lips as she writhed and bucked. Her breasts were so sensitive, loving the attention they were receiving from Arnarrs skillful mouth. And her sex. It was dripping, her juices flowing everywhere as her muscles began to tighten all over again. Master, Im going to climax Master please, dont stop, Master
Thread: The Warrior's Claim (Rivine & darkangel76)

Her body began to react, almost the second after he had told her to let go. Her legs spread, hips bucking wildly as she began to call him by his new title over and over. Her climax began to gush over his hand, coating his finger so that he could slide within her even more. She reacted so willingly, her body begging for even more. As his mouth moved to her nipple, he felt her hands entangle in his hair. Arnarr growled a little bit then and reached up, taking both of her arms by the wrist in one of his far larger hands. That done he pinned them to the bed, just above her head, leaving her helpless before him. He was the one controlling her body now, he wanted her to realize that and love it. Master Master What is happening to me? Master Please, Master I need more. Please, Master Arnarr growled again, flicking his tongue briefly against the nipple he had neglected. Having done that he spoke, You are becoming a woman my pet. My woman. My plaything. But it was her begging that made his desire spike. She was so aroused by his actions that he could not help but want to push that arousal to new heights, make her year to reach those highs again. Please, Master, please. Oh please, Master... more. Her body was writhing so, her womanhood on fire, pulsing and squeezing with his every little effort. If she was not ready for him now, Arnarr doubted she ever would be. Master, Im going to climax Master please, dont stop, Master But stop is exactly what he did when she said those words. Shifting himself, Arnarr pulled the finger from her sex, leaving it empty for the moment. He smiled and trailed the soaked finger up her stomach, circling her nipples, letting her feel the juices cooling on her skin. He leaned over then, flicking his tongue at her nipples, lapping up her juices, all the while looking up at her. That done he nipped at each of the sensitive nubs, tugging them both a tad. As he pulled away he slid between her legs more, his manhood coming to rest against her hot pussy. He rubbed at it with his head, then, once it was wet, slipped it between her lips. This first thrust would be slowly, to let her become accustomed to his girth and length. But, as he ever so slowly plunged into her throbbing womanhood, he ran his wet fingers, still coated in her juices, against her lips. Taste yourself my pet, he said softly, Taste your arousal, taste what I do to you.
Thread: The Warrior's Claim (Rivine & darkangel76)

Tiernan couldnt help but whimper in protest the moment Arnarr removed his hand from her sex. She suddenly felt so empty, her need growing by the second as she mewled for more. Desperate for her sex to be touched and caressed, she moved her hips slightly letting him know she both wanted and needed him at that very moment. It was then that he moved himself between her wide-spread legs, his hardened cock resting against her entrance, so hot, so wet, so needy. Arnarr rubbed his tip against Tiernans entrance, further arousing her, making her wetter than she already was. As he waited, making her whimper and beg for more, he slowly dragged his soaked finger up along her body, tracing her feminine curves until he reached her mouth. Letting his finger push past her lips, she could taste the sweet and sour tang of her juices. Greedily, she licked his fingers clean and as she did so, she could feel him pushing against her, plunging himself deep into her dampened folds. Tiernan let out a loud gasp as she felt Arnarr reach her barrier and then suddenly push past it. She yelped at the invasion, but her aroused body didnt take too long to adjust. Her Master had seen to that, had gotten her ready and wet so that her sex would accept him as it was meant to. Master Master Tiernan whimpered, more of her juices gushed, her hands still held fast above her head. Oh Master Im yours, your woman Whimpering, she began to move her hips up and down Arnarrs length, him letting her set the initial pace until he knew she was ready for more. Master are you claiming me? Are you making me yours, Master? she then asked amidst groans, her skin glistening with sweat as their bodies moved. Teach me, Master teach me, please Her breaths were raspy and erratic, her heart racing as she felt her body light on fire. Claim me, Master make me yours The world a swirl of colors, Tiernan found herself falling into a place unlike anything shed ever known. A state of mind she couldnt begin to describe. All she knew was that Arnarr was at the center of it, him her sole purpose for existing. She never wanted this moment to end and she wondered what more he could teach her, could show her, could make her do. Surely, there was plenty and she wanted to experience it all with him, her Master. Master. Such a word. So very appropriate. She still had no idea why she was calling him that, but it felt right. He was master of her body, her mind, her soul. There wasnt anything she wouldnt do for him now, wouldnt try. Oh Master Tiernan whimpered, her body ignited with a passion she never thought possible. Please, claim me, Master please.
Thread: The Warrior's Claim (Rivine & darkangel76)

As she opened her mouth for his fingers, Arnarr knew beyond all doubts that, with her, he had a rather unique woman. She was so suppliant, so willing to please, so... perfect. She was like a piece of iron, just waiting to be shaped and then wielded by someone that knew how. Arnarr wanted to both shape and wield her, make her into something that he had only dreamed of, the woman he had always yearned to find. When he had agreed to go on this expedition, he had only been doing so for the financial payout, but it seemed he had found something far more worthwhile. As she cleaned his fingers he contemplated having her with him, being able to spend nights like this with such a willing and responsive partner. It might have seemed silly, many of the other men would have told him he was a moron, but Arnarr had seen enough and experienced enough to know that a woman like Tiernan was not to be found everyday. But as he began to slip into her, all contemplations and thoughts of anything else ceased. A groan escaped his lips as he pushed deeper within her. He reached her barrier and, quite easily, pushed passed it. She yelped, but, as he had planned, she was far to aroused to notice the pain that much. She whimpered out his tittle, again and again, her hips moving up and down against him. She was so eager! Arnarr felt almost like he was home agian, still a youngster tousling around in the hay with a young Geat woman. Things were better in those days. But, with her now, Arnarr was starting to think that the future looked far, far better. Master are you claiming me? Are you making me yours, Master? Those words prompted a pleased growl from the warrior. He thrust into her over and over for a few moments, his teeth brushing against her neck before he spoke, his voice husky with arousal, You are mine pet, mine forever. He still held her hands over her head, very much enjoying having her splayed out under him, waiting for him to do what he willed with her. Her supplications to claim her and teach her only fueled his desire. Arnarr began to thrust into her faster as her sex seemed to open for him, fitting tightly around him. A groan escaped his lips as he plunged fully within her finally, feeling himself hilted within her womanhood. She was his and Arnarr doubted that he would ever feel the need for another woman as long as he had her. The muscled warrior pressed his body close to hers, allowing him to thrust deeply within her. He could feel the sweat on her body, her erect nipples brushing against his chest, her small form writhing against his steadily thrust body. He kissed her neck and then spoke, his voice commanding, insistent, Welcome your master pet... show me you want me...
Thread: An Adventurer is You

Anika Harper was no ordinary girl. No, she was A Hero. True and Strong and Mighty and Glorious and many other great words that necessitated the emphasis. She had grown up in a world of monsters, where the creatures shamelessly fed upon man and woman alike, taking not their lives.. not -just- their lives, but their dignity and such, taking their virtue. Of course, the true meaning of the word virtue here had been entirely lost on the girl of fifteen, and one day had stolen her dad's sword, and had set out to fight monsters. With strawberry blond hair, girlish freckles, and bright blue eyes she was the paragon of youth, if not heroism, and the short sword she'd pilfered the broadsword had been much to heavy had been strapped across her back. Following rumors from the people of the next town over who thought it was a game had sent her into the mountains.. where monsters, of course, awaited.
Thread: An Adventurer is You

The first trouble she'd run into would be a group of goblins, not even on the hill itsellf, both scoffed by the stronger monsters on the mountain, and by the villagers around it. They stole form both groups, and wore nothing more than loin cloths and pots and pans as helmets. but being on the outskirts, also ment they were the first to come across, and though they were beaten by most, they could get some. As they saw the girl approch they waited, only one visible, and when she got to it they ran to her, attacking her with clubs, sticks, one even a small knife, not to kill her, but to bring her to the ground, easily getting her clothes off of her, before one bashed her on the head, and they went to pull her to their camp, and tie her down.
Thread: An Adventurer is You

Anika did indeed see the little goblin on the road as she went along it, and she realized this as her first chance to do something Heroic! A monster! A -real- monster! Sure, they were treated like flies by the big, heavily-armed men who went around protecting caravans and travelers and everything, but it was her first legitimate monster. Hold, creature, and submit to the Forces of Light! she declared without a trace of irony, as she drew her short sword. She set upon the goblin... just as it whistled. The other goblins had her down in an instant, her peasant clothing getting torn by a knife in the ensuing struggle... and then she was awake again. She was in a little shanty town of an encampment.. her hands and legs were of course tied, and she was naked... and there were the Legions of Darkness around her! Also, she had a headache. Lemme out of here so that I can show you the Sword of Justice! she howled, working at the bonds.
Thread: An Adventurer is You

The goblins laughed as the woman demanded they let her go, and one of them said You no never leave. as it walked over to her, pulling away it's loincloth, while some others were still standing around them, some holding a weapon, some having their hands under their loincloths, most both. It went directly to between her legs, spread apart before they were bound, though none of the binds were knotted all too well, and thrusted itself inside her, not doing anything beforehand. And as if this was a sign some others started moving as well, two to be exact, one going to stand on her, placing his dick between her breasts and grabbing them with his hands, while the other stood over her mouth and forced his dick in it.
Thread: An Adventurer is You

Anika -squealed- when the goblin who spoke stepped forward, removing its loincloth. The.. -thing- behind it wasn't too big. But it was hard, and pointed almost straight forward, just curved a little up. And suddenly he was on his knees in front of her... that thing pointed to the lips between her legs. Then suddenly those two things met. Anika howled as the cock broke her virginity, and her legs reflexively tried to wrap around the thing, or get it away, or -something-. But her legs were tied. So were her hands. She could do nothing as the cock was pressed between her petite breasts and started thrusting... but she did her best to get away from the one pointed at her face. It smelled horrid! She resisted as long as she could, pulling her head back until he had the cock head right against her soft lips.. then suddenly he was inside her mouth. And she bit down.
Thread: An Adventurer is You

The goblin screamed out when the girl bit down, to the laughter of his friend, while he jerked back. Luckily she hadn't bitten too hard, and though it bled black blood, it would heal. The goblin grumbled some curses, before going to a tent to get himself healed, while the others just continued thrusting. The goblin with his member between her breast, who had seen everything happen, slapped her on the breasts for it, but they actually found it funny.