Vivienne Takes On The Vikings

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by Q. R. Braddock


  Rolf approached, stroking himself, the only hard cock left that I could see. With a low grunt, almost as if it pained him, he spent onto my face, pearly streams splattering across my cheeks and forehead. Then we just stared at each other.

  I’d begun to fear that he wouldn’t keep his promise when we got behind me and undid the ropes. Rubbing my wrists to get feeling back, I waited. When he didn’t say anything, I had to ask. “Am I free?”

  “Vivi free. Bargain.”

  A rush of relief coursed through me. I almost fainted. I cried, falling to my hands for support. Such an experience, but I had succeeded. I could go.

  I tried to get up, but found I couldn’t. Too exhausted. Rolf waved to one of the vikings. It was Vidar, who got up very reluctantly. He’d taken his turns and then some. I’d remembered that. Maybe he regretted losing his prize. They exchanged a few words before Vidar held out his arm for me to grasp.

  Clutching on, I let him support me as I stumbled back towards the village. Everyone else had run off, and it looked strangely empty. A stool was knocked over outside the closest hut.

  Vidar righted it and helped me sit. Our eyes met, his looking wistful. For a few moments we stayed, then he turned and walked off without a word. Left behind, I sat naked and tried to figure out what to do.

  The clarity of my decision was surprising. I had to be mad. Yet, here I was, surveying the shore from a grassy slope just above it. The viking ships were heavily laden, just waiting for the tide before setting out. I’d found a clean tunic, and packed my last one in a satchel along with a pressed flower and a small collection of shells from the beach. Silly, but they would remind me of home.

  After what I did, no one would want me here. My father was dead, my family elsewhere. Nothing and no one tied me to the village. I had friends, but they were fleeting. My eyes had been opened, and I wasn’t as delicate a flower as Rolf at first thought.

  As I walked down toward the closest ship, I kept telling myself that this was insanity. That I would regret it. That I would never return. And yet I continued.

  The ship was cleverly built, with two prows and no stern. Around it stood the crew I’d come to know so intimately, ready to push it into the sea. Ropes hung down for them to climb up once it came off land. There was surprise and confusion among them as I approached.

  Rolf stepped forward and examined me. “Vivi.”

  “Rolf.” Try as I might, I couldn’t roll the beginning of his name like he did. I would get practice, I was sure. “Take me with you. I’m no flower to wilt.”

  His eyes told me I was as mad as I thought. “Come home?”

  I nodded. Vidar stared at me from behind him, his eyes bright and hopeful.

  “With Vidar?”

  “With any of you. So long as he will share me with the crew.”

  Rolf’s eyes grew huge and then he laughed, a boisterous belly laugh. “Vivi no flower. Will survive.” He waved a hand. “Vidar!”

  They spoke briefly. Vidar’s face went from curious, to incredulous before settling on a wide smile. He only said one word and held out his hand. “Vivi.”

  I took it and let him lift up onto the ship. The crew cheered. Rolf yelled something, and suddenly the ship shifted as they pushed. The tide was here and we set sail. My old village shrank and then disappeared behind us, and I knew I’d seen it for the last time.

  Already I felt lecherous gazes at my back. This would be an interesting journey.

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  Did you love Vivienne Takes On The Vikings? Then you should read Chelsea Takes on the Cable Crew by Q.R. Braddock!

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  All my life I’ve been the good girl, the one that never got in trouble. Even this time, all I want is a little help… Actually, that’s a lie. Six gorgeous, hard-working men are right outside my house, and all I want is to invite them in, and I don’t mean through the front door. Dark, light and every delicious color in between, I want them all. Finally an adult, my first real experience with men is about to get started with a big sloppy bang.

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  About the Author

  Ten months of winter and two months of bad skiing. When you live up north, tanning and lazing about in the sun gives way to huddling up under a warm blanket to write naughty stories. Even when sex is as much to generate heat as it is for pleasure, there’s still ample time to imagine inexperienced young women with improper desires, often for someone very close to them. And they always seem to forget about the consequences! Q.R. tries to explore as many of these tales as possible, for your reading enjoyment.

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