by John Evans
“So she will be killed,” stated Alana.
“No, though she will be abused” replied Nanago. “When she stepped outside of our society, she lost all of its protection. She is exiled and will have to make her own way in the world.
"Ah, well. Now, what did you do to Willow Sprout last night, Alana? He refuses to discuss anything and usually you can’t get him to shut up.”
“Oh, nothing much,” said Alana, coyly.
“Be nice to him. He’s a nice boy, just not very worldly yet.”
“I promise to be nice to him,” said Alana sweetly.
Nanago shot her a look of disbelief. “Morning Mist, Golden Sunlight, and Willow Sprout will be back later to start teaching you to ride. By the time we have to leave here, you will be almost as proficient as any Burgassi.”
“When do you have to leave this campsite?” asked Per.
“At the next full moon,” said Nanago as he began to walk away. “In about thirty days.”
The riding lessons took up the rest of the day and went well. Per found out he had some leg muscles that he did not know existed before and, by the end of the day, the entire group was hobbling around in pain. As dusk settled in, Per kneaded his sore muscles and watched as Willow Sprout scratched on Alana’s tent flap.
“I am here as ordered,” he said stiffly as Alana opened the flap.
“Come in,” she said gently. “We need to talk... among other things.”
Morning Mist and Golden Sunlight were not in sight, so Per walked out of his tent and went over to where Soft Dove was staked out. The sunlight was fading fast and the clearing was gloomy as Per loomed over her. Soft Dove gave a muffled scream as Per’s huge body appeared before her. She fought hard against the bonds holding her, but to no avail. She screwed her eyes shut and trembled in fear as Per knelt down beside her.
“I’m taking off your gag,” he told her. “Don’t force me to replace it." He undid the gag and took up position about five feet away.
“So you’re the first,” snipped Soft Dove. “What’s the matter? Can’t stand sloppy seconds.”
“Such bravery from a woman who has lost everything,” said Per. “I’m here to protect you.”
“Protect me?” sneered Soft Dove. “My people will protect me. Not some half-breed, ignorant... ugh!” Her speech was cut off as Per reached over and grabbed her hair, pulling her face up to within inches of his large incisors.
“Listen, bitch. I’m here to protect you. Right now, I’m the only so-called friend you... ” Per cut off talking as he heard someone approach. He unsheathed Dorgeth and his infravision soon picked up the image of a man coming towards him with a large dog.
“That’s far enough,” said Per quietly, standing up erect.
The man started. “I did not know anyone else was here. I’ll wait until you are done.”
“Go back to your tent,” said Per. “No one is going to abuse her tonight.”
“No!” snarled the man. “For years, she called me a dog. Now, she can be fucked like the dog she is and Kawsa here is just the one to give it to her.”
“Go back to your tent,” said Per.
“Why are you protecting her?” asked the man. “You’re the one she tried to disgrace. Nanago would not have sent anyone to help her.”
“Nanago does not know I’m here,” said Per. “This is something I am doing on my own.”
“Kawsa and I could beat you,” warned the man ominously. The dog started a low, throaty growl.
“All too true,” admitted Per, “but one or both of you would be hurt in the process. She is not worth that.”
The man stayed silent for a minute or two. He then patted the top of the dog’s head quieting him down. “Also true,” he said. “Goodnight and good luck.”
The rest of the night was a repetition of Per’s first encounter as he warned off numerous groups and individuals. Oddly, it was not the man or young boys who gave Per the most trouble, but the women. This was their night to avenge each and every slight or insult Soft Dove had given them. It seemed she had a way of luring certain men to her tent just when the other woman wanted him.
During the entire night, Soft Dove kept her head down. She did not utter a single word, but Per could see her shaking in fear each time someone approached. The stream of people tapered off and Per found it hard to stay awake. Finally, just prior to dawn, Nanago approached Per.
“What are you doing here?” Per asked him groggily.
“I’m here to get repulsed like the others,” Nanago said. “Having been done so, I now return to my bed.”
“Your bed or Joran’s?” asked Per smiling.
“I will tell you, Per, that my heart almost stopped twice yesterday. Once, when she invited me to her tent and again when she nearly killed me in the bed.”
Nanago walked over in front of Soft Dove. He squatted down and pulled her head up roughly by the chin. “You had better thank the wind each and every day for this man. He does not understand what you have done, just as you do not understand why he is guarding you.” Nanago stood up. “Per, go to your tent. No one else will be here tonight.”
“You’re wrong, Nanago,” said Per. “Two people are coming now.”
They waited side by side as Morning Mist and Golden Sunlight appeared out of the dark. Morning Mist was loaded down with blankets and Golden Sunlight was carrying a wineskin and a large basket of food.
“Grandfather!” admonished Morning Mist. “What are you doing out of bed at this time of the morning?”
“Here I am ready to berate her and she attacks first,” moaned Nanago to Per. “Her mother was the same way. What are you doing here?”
“We brought blankets and food,” said Golden Sunlight as she set the basket down. “We were waiting at his tent and just found out what he had been doing all night.”
“Go to bed, grandfather,” said Morning Mist, gently. “Joran will feel insulted if you are not with her when she wakes.”
Nanago nodded and walked off in the direction he had come from. Morning Mist rolled out the blankets as Golden Sunlight laid out the food.
“Why are you two here?’ Per asked them as they worked.
“They’re here to insult and abuse me,” snarled Soft Dove.
Both girls sprang to their feet so fast that Per almost stumbled trying to get in-between them and Soft Dove. He caught his balance with difficulty and stood between the three of them.
“No one gave you permission to speak,” growled Morning Mist with a look of pure hatred on her face.
Per stepped forward and turned the two girls away from Soft Dove. “What does it matter what she says?” he asked rhetorically.
Golden Sunlight shook off her anger and smiled at Per. She reached down and picked up the wineskin. Uncorking it, she took a swallow and passed it over to the still fuming Morning Mist.
“Drink,” she said to the other girl. “Deeply.”
Morning Mist took several deep swallows from the skin. She exhaled loudly as she passed the skin over to Per. Per could see a flush rush up her neck and give her face a warm, rosy glow. Per took a tentative sip and was glad he did as the fiery liquid hit the back of his throat.
“Let’s get you out of that armor,” said Morning Mist.
“I don’t think that is such a good idea,” said Per.
“Is it comfortable?” asked Golden Sunlight.
“Not particularly.”
“You won’t need it for the rest of the night,” stated Golden Sunlight as she began to unbuckle his chainmail and Morning Mist knelt down to pull off his greaves. Golden Sunlight laid out his armor on a blanket and rolled it up to prevent dew from settling on it. Then both women started to rub their hands over Per’s cock through his pants.
He gasped in surprise and reached down to grab their hands. He then quickly let go though as Golden Sunlight grabbed both of his asscheeks and squeezed.
“Ladies, we can’t do this,” he said, trying to keep their hands off him without success.
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Golden Sunlight stepped back, looked at him and asked, “Why?”
“Because... um... uh,” said Per, glancing at Soft Dove tied to the stakes not more than ten feet away.
“As you said, it does not matter what she says or thinks or sees. She is nobody to us.”
Per gasped again as Morning Mist began to softly caress his balls. His cock twitched in response and started to grow. Golden Sunlight pulled off his padding, exposing his chest and hard muscles. Morning Mist was rubbing her hands up and sown the entire length of his hardening cock. When it was completely hard, Morning Mist undid his belt and pulled his pants down.
“What the...” Soft Dove gasped as she caught sight of his twelve-inch long prick.
Per was beyond caring as Morning Mist grasped his cock with both hands and gently pumped it back and forth. Golden Sunlight helped Per step out of his pants and then she stripped down to her skin. She rubbed her naked body against Per’s back, looking around him every now and then to watch Morning Mist. Morning Mist was stroking Per’s cock just inches away from her face. She stared intently at the slit where pre-cum had already starting oozing. Morning Mist leaned forward and licked the sensitive head of his cock.
Per heard Soft Dove groan at the same time he did. Golden Sunlight was mashing and rubbing her breasts against his back as she watched Morning Mist suck him off. He reached behind and placed his hand between her legs. Golden Sunlight’s pussy was hot and wet as Per easily sank a finger deep into her hole.
Morning Mist continued to lave her tongue around and around the head of Per’s cock. Per stiffened his knees as he felt the pressure build in his balls. Morning Mist’s lips formed a perfect ‘O’ as she placed them over the tip of his prick. Her long black hair swayed back and forth as her head and hands moved back and forth in his cock.
Per felt the tension increase in his balls. With one girl rubbing his back with her tits and the other sucked his cock, he knew he would not last long. Out of the corner of his eye, Per noticed that Soft Dove was watching them mesmerized. That little thrill of being watched sent Per over the edge. With a strangled cry, his balls tightened, sending the first spurt of hot cum racing down his cock. The jism blasted out of his prick into the wet, waiting mouth of Morning Mist.
She moaned as she felt her mouth fill with Per’s sperm. She swallowed as a second spurt joined first, but the third billowed out her cheeks. Morning Mist managed to swallow enough to keep ahead of the fourth and fifth spurts. As Per’s climax subsided, she pumped his cock for that last pearly white drop and swallowed it down. She moved away as the fire began to burn in Per’s balls once again.
“My turn,” said Golden Sunlight, moving around in front of Per. “Grab a hold of my waist.”
Per, the fire of desire coursing through his body, grasped her waist roughly, but he almost forgot about the fire when Golden Sunlight smiled at him and slowly brought one leg up between them, raising it straight up in the air and resting her ankle on his shoulder. Per held on as she reached down and grasped his iron-hard cock. The fire burned even hotter at the cool touch of her hands. A red haze started to filter down over his vision.
“Pull, Per,” he heard Golden Sunlight say.
He pulled her waist, causing her legs to split wider apart and his cock to sink into the tight, wet, delicious warmth of her cunt. Per needed no other encouragement. He readjusted his grip on Golden Sunlight’s waist and started to push and pull her onto his large cock.
Golden Sunlight held Per’s wrists for support, although she knew by his lust-driven grip that he was not going to let go until he came in a big way. She smiled a seductive, wicked smile and pulled herself to Per as he thrust deep into her. Golden Sunlight’s leg slid on Per’s collarbone and her breasts bounced wildly with each impact of his cock. She was taking all of his cock and it was painfully hitting the top of her womb, but she did not care. She was going to be fucked like she had never been fucked before or ever would be again.
Per was beyond caring. All he knew was that his cock was fucking a wet pussy that tightened as he thrust in, spreading Golden Sunlight’s legs farther apart. Sweat glistened on both of their bodies and they were gasping heavily from both the lust and exertion. Per’s mouth was open and his lower lip was curled down exposing his over-sized incisors as he rammed his cock into Golden Sunlight’s cunt. He could feel the tension build in his balls as if a hand was slowly squeezing them. Per increased his speed and Golden Sunlight cried out in pleasure as her whole body shook from the impact of his cock.
He was snorting fast through his nose as his climax approached. Sweat was now flying off both of them. Golden Sunlight could only grunt in lust as her pussy stretched wide to accept his cock again and again. She had lost count of the number of orgasms she had. Per felt his body tense and, with a mighty pull, he buried his cock all the way into her cunt.
Golden Sunlight gritted her teeth and held on tightly to Per’s wrists as his body shook and quivered. Suddenly, his back arched and his cock literally hosed a huge load of slippery cum into her. Golden Sunlight gasped when she orgasmed again as her vagina overflowed with his hot jizz. Per’s cock spewed out another load of sperm and it gushed out of Golden Sunlight’s over-filled cunt to roll down her leg. Per fired off one last wad before they both collapsed to the ground.
Morning Mist ran over to them. “Are you alright?” she asked concerned. She knelt down beside Golden Sunlight and grasped her hand
Golden Sunlight laid sprawled on her back with her legs thrown wide apart and pearly white cum leaking out of her stretched pussy. Per was on his hands and knees, panting heavily with his head down..
“I’m... I’m fine,” gasped out Golden Sunlight. “I... ow... won’t be able... to walk for a... ugh... a week. Check on, Per.”
Morning Mist started to get up when Per grimaced and motioned for her to remain where she was. He rolled over to a sitting position and began to gingerly flex his arms and shoulders.
“You won’t be able to walk and I’ll be screaming in pain each time someone slaps me in the arm,” Per said to Golden Sunlight. “I couldn’t lift a pebble now. My arms are on fire.”
“Unfortunately, we have to get back to the tent and you have to get dressed,” Golden Sunlight said with gritted teeth as she struggled to her feet.
“Let me help you,” said Per.
“No, we can manage,” said Morning Mist. “You have to stay. The elders will be here shortly after breakfast.” With Golden Sunlight’s arm over her shoulder, the two of them faded into the false dawn that was rising.
“Permission to speak, Per,” came a quiet voice to Per’s side.
“You don't need to ask my permission, Soft Dove,” he answered. “What is it?”
“I wanted to... thank you for your kindness,” said Soft Dove contritely. “You could have used me, but you protected me. I don’t understand, but thank you.”
“Let's hope no one else comes. After those two, I couldn’t whip a wet noodle,” said Per, stifling a groan as he reached for his pants.
“Those two,” mused Soft Dove. “They did the most cruel abuse to me that anyone could have thought of. They showed me what I have lost. In the morning, I’ll be banished with spear, knife and food. I’ll have to travel far to leave the Burgassi ranges, but I owe you a debt that one day I’ll repay. This I swear.”
“You owe me nothing,” said Per. “Since you have to leave today and we’ll be here for a month, there is small chance that we will meet in the future.”
Soft Dove smiled and Per was taken aback. It was the first time he had seen her smile at him without malice. Despite the dirt and the mud, it made her beauty shine through.
“Don’t worry,” she said. “When you are in your greatest hour of need, the wind will bring me to you. Even if I am no longer of the Burgassi, I can at least start acting like one. Get dressed, Per, and eat. I see long journeys looming for both of us.”
Chapter 10: A Scaly Adversary
Per felt as if he was on to
p of the world. They had spent a month with the Burgassi and were now riding west. He sat astride the huge brownish-black warhorse the Burgassi had given him. Per had named the horse Koth and felt invincible sitting on top of him.
After a time, Per and his companions came to a large forest that spread across the plains towards the mountains. "I say, looks like there is no way around it, old boy,” said Karlto, standing up in his stirrups looking left and right. “Guess we have to go through it.”
“Guess so,” said Alana. “Where should we camp tonight?”
“How about at the forest’s edge?” commented Per. “We can tackle the woods in the morning.”
"Sounds good to me,” said Octavia and rode forward to lead the way.
After the group had set up camp and eaten, Per went over to Koth to rub him down. He had an uneasy feeling that they were being watched and had moved over to the horses to get away from the glare of the campfire. Even with his infravision though, he could not see anyone around. Part of his nervousness must have been transmitted to Koth because the big horse snorted and stomped his hooves in agitation.
Per heard someone approach him from the fire and looked over his shoulder to see Octavia walking towards him.
“What is it, Per? You feel something too, don’t you?” she asked.
“Yes, like we are being watched, but I can’t see anyone,” said Per. He then noticed that the feeling was gone. “I think they might have left, I don’t have that feeling anymore.”
“I hope you are right,” said Octavia. “We had better tell the others and sleep in our armor tonight.”
The group spent a restless, but uneventful night. The sun was cresting the horizon as they broke down camp and prepared to leave. Everyone moved stiffly from sore muscles and aching joints. Per gasped in relief as he finally managed to pop his spine, relieving some of the tension in it.
“Feel anything?” asked Alana as she mounted her pony.
“Just sore,” said Per. “No feeling of being watched like last night.”
Alana pulled out her short sword and laid it across her lap. “Never hurts to be too careful,” she said with a smile.
