Bending steel - A fantasy romance

[Nordic_Steel]

(My first post at this site. Any of the females here that wan't to write this little tale with me? If so pm me.)

The village was considered cleansed as the town hall stood in flames. It had been a victory. A meaningless one but still a victory. The villagers had stood no chance against the armoured conquerors. The cries of the surviving women and children filled the streets. Cries of despair and sorrow.

The victorious warriors was encouraging eachother by shouts of triumph. Some went inside buildings with women to rape. All the familiar acts of war.

One man stood aside. His thoughts where dark and sorrow filled his heart. Seing what was happening around him he cursed and went into the empty tavern. The tavern master lay on the floor with a spear through his heart. William Darkmoor stepped over his body heading towards the stock of ale. He needed the soothing forgetfulness he knew the ale could provide.

He had just finished his first ale. Not near enough to make him forget what he had seen or done. He was not proud of how his brethren behaved. They where like animals and not the professional army of mercenaries he joined five years ago. Since that day he signed up in the mercenaries he had not been as ashamed of himself as this day. At least he had not killed a woman or child this day. Not touched any at all.

He put down the pitcher when he heard the first scream. Clearly a woman screaming in terror. Something in William snapped at that moment and he rushed to his feet, grabbing the hilt of his trusted broadsword and was out the door in seconds.

What he saw shocked him to the core of his being. A naked woman was dragged across the street by two mercenaries. She was blonde and in her early twenties. She had full breasts and a very beatiful body and face. William could understand why the men decided to take her. He himself was immediately hard at the sight of her. Her beauty was like a dagger in his very heart.

Suddenly William broke the trance he had been in, just watching her and stepped forward towards them.

"Where are you taking this woman?" He demanded with his most commanding voice.

"We will fill her up with our seed." One of the men says with a grin."

"Scum like you don't deserve to have offspring. Give her to me and she will experience a real man and not any groveling bastards as you two." William responded to that.

William simply took hold of the woman's arm and dragged her with him towards the inn. There he put her on a chair at a table before he found a blanket he wrapped around her shoulders. He was filled with desire to own this woman but he knew that she was scared to death. He filled up a pitcher of ale and put it on the table before her. Then he sat in the chair opposite from the table and her. His eyes burnt with passion as he looked at her but his voice was calm.

"What is your name?" He must know who this woman was. She now belonged to him and he must know everything about her.

 

[cockslave]

Thoraine

I was petrified , my whole family had just been slaughtered before my eyes. My friends , all gone. My village was being razed to the ground by these .......these animals. Now I was being dragged through the streets naked, these men were planning on raping me. They didn't care that I was a virgin . Having never been wih a man before. Now they were planning on rutting with me like a common whore. I was screaming but no one was left alive who would want to help me.

That's when I see the man run out of the tavern, roaring at the men. They stopped immediately, listening to his every word . He must be their leader, or at least their superior in force. He said something about them not being worthy to plant their seed in me before grabbing my arm and pulling me into the tavern. I was resigned to the fact that he just wanted me to himself. To abuse and rape.

Instead he placed me on a chair and wrapped my naked form in a blanket. Why was he showing kindness, surely he knew that as a conquest I deserved none. This is the way of the soldier. To the victor the spoils.

"What is your name?" he asked of me. I struggled to speak through my fear and confusion , my heart still feels as if fleeing my body.

"My name is....Thoraine . My father is.....was the blacksmith here, before your men killed all I held dear. What do you have planned for me warrior? Do you mean to finish what your men started. I should say to you sir, I will not come willingly to your bedcovers for you to rut with me. I would rather you kill me now. "

 

[Nordic_Steel]

William

William just smiled amusedly at her rant. He really admired her spirit. It was missplaced in this situation but he admired it just as much. He pushes the pitcher of ale towards her.

"Drink Thoraine. It will do you good." He said with a smile. "I admire your reluctance." His smile vanishes. "I really do. It is not smart to tell me what you are not willing to do. Or that you are willing to die to keep you out of my bed." The fire in his eyes returns as he looks her in the eyes.

"You have no choice in the matter. You better accept that. I will do with you as i wish." He stands up and walks around the table to stand behind her. He leans down and whispers in her ear. "You better do as i tell you. That way you will stay alive and i won't throw you back in the pond where i found you."

He takes her chin in his big hand and turns her head so che faces him. "You won't like to play with the fish in my pond. That i promise you."

William had decided that she would be his. One way or another. It did not matter to him if she was willing or not. This behaviour was very rare when it came from him. He was a fierce warrior. Having most of the traits that told him of as Kaldorian. Black long hair, grey eyes and a strong muscular body.

Kaldorians showed no mercy in battle but William was a little different. He had never gone this far just because of desire for a woman.

 

[cockslave]

thoraine

"You have no choice in the matter. You better accept that. I will do with you as I wish." He said as he offered me ale.

He as much said that I was his alone and if I did as he asked of me he would keep me safe from the rest of his men. This might be a liveable situation if he will only take his time and woo me to a certain extent. Or is that just the impossible wish of a virgin.

He was after all pleasing to the eye, with his long dark hair almost as long as my own blonde.......his eyes so pale captivating even more so than his impressive frame. My own eyes are almost the colour of the sky on a clear sunny day. He is almost a good hands length taller than I am too. we re almost as two halves of a day . One dark and menacing the other light and delicate.

"If I were to do your bidding would you be gentle with me, I have never lain with a man before. It may be possible I could grow to like it if it was only for you. I am a good cook and seamstress and know a bit about healing herbs and potions that may be of use to you as a warrior. May I know your name proud warrior?"