Peasant and a Warlord (Open to one dominate male)

[Virgininneed]

Althea woke to the sounds of battle. A war cry was accompanied by screams and crying as the attack began. She had been sleeping in an alley because she had no home. She peeked around the corner, and she was frightened by what she saw. Huge men wer slaughtering the elves in their path, quickly and without any mercy.

She pulled out her dagger and ran into the street, slashing a warriors arm as she hurried away. She looked around at the houses, now set on fire, trying to decide where to go. A horse. She needed a horse. Quickly making her way to the stables, she dodged men's swords as they fought.

Finally she saw it. Running as fast as she could, Althea jumped onto a strong white horse, not bothering with a saddle, and gave it the command to run. Se was almost out of the town when a warrior stepped in front of the horse and slashed its throat, so quickly she didn't realize what had happened.

She rolled onto the ground as the horse fell, hitting her head on a stone. She whimpered in pain as someone picked her small body up before she blacked out.

Althea
Eighteen years old
Four foot nine
Long brown hair
Gold eyes
Small breasts but look large on her small body
Light elf
Lithe toned figure

 

[Virgininneed]

bump.

 

[Nordican]

Izaandis looked over his captured charge as he moved her to his warhorse. Around him his men were cleaning up the rest of the survivors and capturing those that they wanted for slaves. The elves were a pretty looking lot and many would become bed slaves for his warriors as part of the spoils as they continued on into the elven kingdom.

His powerful arms held her easily and he made a note to prepare chains in case she proved unruly. She had a fighting spirit he know from seeing her try to make her escape and he would have to ensure that she was taught well. He mounted his horse and then another warrior helped the elf woman onto his lap and then he was off across the battlefield. His dark brown eyes surveyed the death and he smiled. It had been a swift victory with good spoils, the first taste of a campaign against the elven kingdom.

Armor over his chest occasionally shifted and bumped the girl as he rode and his dark black hair that normally fell around his ears sailed with the pace of the powerful steed. Then he was back at the main camp and a few warriors and captain's shouted cheers to him as he dismounted his horse and plucked up the small elf.

Izaandis
25 year old human
6'8"
dark brown eyes
Strong muscular body honed by years of training and combat.
Black hair falls just past his ears.

 

[Virgininneed]

Althea opened her eyes, waking up as the men began to cheer. Her eyes made their way to her captor's face and she gasped frightened. Her eyes grew wide and she began to squirm and kick, frightened as she loked around, thrashing wildly. "Let me go!" Her small fists beat against his chest, making her cry out, forgetting how hard the armor was.

Finally she calmed down and stared up into his eyes, trembling. She could hear screams as more prisoners were brought into camp. "Who... who are you?" She said trying to keep her face calm, not wanting to show how scared she was, even though she had been panicking before.

She shivered a little as wind blew past her. Slowly she began to take a knife from her pocket, waiting for a chance to kill him.

 

[Nordican]

"You will call me master and nothing else." Iszaandis said in a low guttural growl as he carried her off to his tent. It was amusing feeling her beat her hands against his armored chest but he quickly brushed aside her arms become irritated with such resistance. She was going to serve a much better purpose in life than some pitiful weakling as his concubine and companion and she had best learn her place.

Inside his tent there was a large bed of furs and many chests with weapons and gear and assortment of other trophies from his battles and campaigns. He tossed her unceremoniously onto the bed and then strode forward to grab a jug of wine and took a deep drink letting the hard warm red fill his thirst. He idly turned back to the elf and looked at her face and body.

"Remove your clothes." He commanded in a tone that left little room for argument. His manhood was already readying itself for a new conquest and the heat of the battle was in his blood.

 

[Virgininneed]

"You will call me master and nothing else." She stared up at him as he brushed away her arms easily. She was shaking noticibely but she tried to keep her face unemotional and expressionless. She looked back and saw elves being pulled into tents for the pleasure of their captors. She shut her eyes trying to block ut everything around her.

Suddenly the large warrior tossed her onto his bed, making her cry out in surprise. Her knife fell to the ground near the wine. Althea pulled her legs to her chest, looking around, trying to think of a way to escape. Who were these warriors? It was the first attack on the elves, so she had no idea why they attacked.She glared at him as he gulped down some wine, clenching her fists. "Why the hell did you attack our village? What could you possibly want?" She looked up at him, her eyes filled with anger.

"Remove your clothes." Althea looked surprised at his command. He wouldn't... He... She was frightened, and eyed one of the weapons nearby. They were to heavy for her to handle, considering the size of the man who used them. "No. I won't."

 

[Nordican]

At that Izaandis turned and removed his chest plate letting it fall to the ground. His chest was rigid well formed muscle with numerous scars over his shoulders and chest. Swiftly he fell on the girl and used his powerful arms to pin her shoulders as he pressed her down onto the bed of furs.

His legs locked over hers and his hand moved into the space of the garment and her breasts and he started to just rip the material off of the clothes she had been sleeping in. There was a tear and then her breasts were revealed to him. On a regular woman they would have seemed a bit small but on her lithe form they were full and fit in his hands well enough.

Smelling of sweat and blood he leaned forward and pressed his mouth hard against hers not letting her have a moment to react after he had stripped part of her outfit. This one would scream and squirm he knew and he reveled in the thought as his larger body rested over her smaller figure.

 

[Virgininneed]

Althea watched, her heart stopping for a moment as he removed the armor that covered his upper body. He was... she couldn't think of a word to describe him. She looked into his eyes as time seemed to stop for her. But the moment ended when he pounced on her, making her fall back onto his bed. She struggled, squirming under him as she tried to break free.

But he captured her legs between his poweful ones, leaving her trapped. She tried to keep herself from crying as she looked up at him helplessly. She'd never felt so vulnerable before. She watched as his hand ripped at her dress, tearing away the fabric. She blushed as he saw her breasts, trembling. "No, stop it! I---" Her eyes wideed as he kissed her. Fianlly the tears came and rolled down her cheeks. She tried to push him off of her but it was useless. She whimpered beneath him, her body shaking.

 

[Nordican]

Izaandis felt her tears as he claimed her lips and he didn't care. Pulling back his hands went over her full breasts enjoying the warm feel of them as his new slave squirmed. His hands roughly tweaked at her stiffening nipples and then he locked his lips over one feeling that soon enough she would start to get wet from his touch as accept what was to come.

Izaandis hardly ever felt the need to strike a woman for once his touch was upon them it was the same as when he used a sword to eliminate an opponent. There was little room for complaint after.

After handling her breasts for a moment his hand grabbed a handful of the dress and ripped the remnants off of her revealing a small slip of fabric covering her sex. She looked so small and helpless below him on the pile of various animal furs and he descended on her again claiming her lips while his hand returned to rubbing a hard pink nipple in his calloused hands.

His hard cock throbbed inside his armored breeches and he idly rubbed his hard sex against her leg as if to alert her to the present soon to come.

 

[Virgininneed]

Althea shut her eyes and turned her face away, trying to hide the tears. She tried to ignore what was happening, tried to think about something happy, but not even her mind could escape him. She bit her lip as he bega to run his hands over her breasts. He could cover them with his large palm. She yelped in pain as his fingers twisted her nipples. His lips covered her own again, amd her hands went to his broad shoulders as she tried to push him away.

She screamed as the rest of her dress was torn away from her body, struggling more than ever, so panicked that she didn't even consider what would happen if she did escape. What could she do? Run outside naked into a camp filled with men who had attacked her home?

She cried against his chest as his finger began to play with her nipple. Her chest moved up and down as she avoided his eyes. "Please don't do this," she said quietly, closing her legs tight. He was certainly attractive and he was giving her strange, but wonderful, feelings. But this man had attacked her home, ripped awy her clothing, scaring her, a girl who always faced fear with confidence. But the feeling of being trapped terrified her. Especially when she thought about what he wanted.

 

[Virgininneed]

However, the more he touched her, the weaker her struggles became. Her untutored body slowly began to succumb to his caresses. She pulled her face away from his, only to let out a soft moan moments later. Her back arched and she gasped as she felt smething between her legs.

Althea did try to fight him, but it was difficult with him on tp of her and the seductive things he was doing to her. "Don't...I...oh gods...no...stop... ah!" She squirmed, trying to get away but secretely enjoying the feeling of his rough hands on her soft skin. She looked away from him, her cheeks turninng pink.

 

[Nordican]

Izaandis smiled a hard cruel smile as she begged and pleaded but underneath her words he felt he could already taste her hunger. Feeling her arch her body up to him when his cock prodded her legs brought a little rush to him.

"Stop struggling I can tell you're already starting to enjoy this little elf." The powerfully built warlord said before he licked up along her neck and then kissed her cheek. He moved back up off her and stood before her as she lay trembling partially covered by the fragments of her dress.

His hands moved forward and he unlaced the cords keeping his armored pants together. Then he pulled down the breeches revealing a nine inch cock an a pair of dangling balls at it's base that looked nice and full. Like everything about his body it looked strong and rigid and it throbbed once in excitement of the morsel before him.

Satisfied he had properly displayed her prize to her he sank down again and grabbed at her legs to press them open for him to claim her sex and truly enjoy her body.

 

[Virgininneed]

She shivered as his moist tongue went up her throat. It felt strange and drew a moan from her lips. "No... I-I don't want this." She looked up at him as he kissed her cheek. She whimpered a little, frightened by what he planned to do.

She was unable to look away as he stood up. She felt smaller than before with him above her. She felt like a deer that had been cornered by a much stronger wolf. As he undid his pants and let them fall to the ground, she gasped. It couln't possibly fit inside of her!

As he descended upon her again, now completely naked, she realized there was no way for her to escape him. She stared into his eyes, her hands clutching his shoulderss, her eyes filled with fear and confusion. "Why are you doing this?" She said crying against his chest, her heart racing. She waited for him to take her, tensing and shutting her eyes.

 

[Nordican]

Izaandis smiled and he cupped her chin in turned her to him. He slowly kissed on the inside of her neck and then licked up over her cheek before kissing (more claiming) her lips against letting the small stubble of his jaw tickle her while he pried her legs open and moved his lower body in between her legs.

"Because I Izaandis, the most powerful warlord of the land. I take what I want through victory and conquest." It was the hour of man now, the age of elves was over he knew and he knew that she might struggle and resist but in the end she would squirm and beg for his cock. He would put a son in her to eventually raise as a warrior as well. The child would be strong like his father Izaandis knew it.

Slowly with his right hand he gripped his cock and rubbed it slowly over her light pink petals to get her nice and wet. He had no need to cause her undue pain and he knew a few gentle touches served better than fermenting anger and rage. Up and down over her slit the large crown of his cock rubbed and teased and he leaned in to kiss at her neck again eager to make her moan and beg for him to take her.

 

[Virgininneed]

Althea slowly opened her eyes as she felt his hand on her chin. He was smiling. Tears fell from her eyes as he began to kiss her, slowly and gently. She started to relax at the gentle way he was kissing her. She moaned int his mouth, her inexperience making it difficult for her to fight the feelings he was giving her. She let him pull her legs apart without resisting.

"Because I Izaandis, the most powerful warlord of the land. I take what I want through victory and conquest."

"A warlord?" her voice shook. Elves were a people of peace. They did not enjoy violence or fighting. They preffered the arts and learning, appreciating beauty, especially that of nature. She was more frightened now, but soon, she was unable to focus on it.

As he started to move his cock up and down on her, she cried out. She clutched the furs as her back arched. She quickly grew moist at his touch. She lay there gasping softly, the pleasure intense. Elves could be very responsive because they felt pain, pleasure, and emotions intensly. "Please!" She cried out again, her body shaking.

 

[Nordican]

Izaandis ignored her question and continued to focus on the responsiveness of her body. She definitely seemed to be warming to his touch and he idly wondered if some lucky elf male had already taken this one's maidenhead. The warlord knew he would find out soon enough and after kissing her softly once again he nudged in the first inch of his cock into her tight lips.

He instantly felt her small quivering body around him as he connected with her. His left hand played with her nipple figuring she was definitely excited as he flicked his finger over her hard nub.

 

[Virgininneed]

Althea's hands were clenching his shoulders ashe pushed inside of her. Suddenly she felt pain, making her cry out, tears falling from her eyes freely. She squirmed beneath him, trying to move her hips away from him. All she managed to do was get him further inside of her, touchen her maidenhead.

She cried out as he played with one of her nipples. She looked up at him, wondering if he would stop now that he knew she was a virgin. "Please, it hurts!" She buried her head in his chest, trembling

 

[Nordican]

Izaandis was wholly unaware that elves felt pain more than humans did but he knew that it would pass. He pressed himself forward in a swift movement breaking through her barrier and feeling her body instantly tighten up he paused giving her a precious few moments to become adjusted to the invasion of her body.

Leaning down he kissed her hard and slowly pulled out the portion of his length inside of her. He felt the trickle of warm blood on his cock before he pressed forward again though his pace was slow to settle her into the motions. He occasionally felt her teeth nibble on his flesh but it was easy to ignore with the lingering feel of a slash to his shoulder. The intense tight pleasure from her pussy was also quite welcoming and he knew soon she would began to feel the pleasure as well.

"The pain will pass my little jewel." He grunted simply as he felt her fingers hold his shoulders tautly.

 

[Virgininneed]

Althea screamed in pain as he took her virginity in one push. She sobbed bneath him, holding him close, her caaptor now the only one she could turn to for comfort as she lay below him. She felt like someone was tearing her apart. "Oh gods," she whispered, closing her eyes.

She tried to relax as he kissed her, helping distract her from the pain. She gasped as he pulled back and pushed further inside of her. His movements were slow, letting the pain fade from her body. She slowly started to et used to the feeling of him inside of her.

"The pain will pass my little jewel." She blushed, smiling a little at what he had called her. Althea pulledhim closer as a moan escaped her. Her hips were starting to move with his, her body responding to each movement. Then he hit a certain spot that made her cry out from pleasure, making her entire body shake. Everytime he hit it, her pleasure grew until she didn't think she could take it anymire.

"Please!" She cried, squirming beneath him, but now from pleasure. She screamed as she experienced her first orgasm, her pussy rippling around him. Her body was shaking from pleasure

 

[Nordican]

Izaandis let a small smile form on his features when she started to really respond to his actions. The little blush on her face was priceless as she held on to him tightly as his cock explored every inch of her beautiful lithe form. He grunted in a low guttural bark almost each time he felt the wave of pleasure in her body to clench up around his cock.

She was tighter than any suit of armor around his large cock and he reveled in it when her hips started to rise up to meet him as she wiggled and squirmed. As he picked up the pace and felt her quiver and shudder around his cock in her first true orgasm he let out a harsh hiss as he felt his own pleasure climbing while he continued to engage her light pink flower again and again.

The tight warmth of her sex enthralled him and he wondered if all elf pussy would feel like this and inside he wanted to taste it, to lap at her juices as he made her come with his tongue. But he held off for now seeking to coat the elf girl's insides with his seed and plant a son in her if the timing was right. His hands gripped the furs to each side as her pussy continued to shudder magnificently around him as he leaned in and kissed her lips once again and sent his tongue right against her lips intent to conquer her entire mouth.

 

[Virgininneed]

She looked into his eyes as she wrapped her legs around his waist, her breath coming in pants as he thrusted inside of her. She wrapped her arms around him, crying out every time he went inside of her. She was barely able to keep up with his speed. "Please!" She cried, dot even sure what she wanted from him. All she knew was that she had never felt like this before.

She closed her eyes as he kissed her, parting her lips for him, kissing him back passionately. His powerful muscles seemed to be working hard as he sent wave after wave of pleasure through her body. She screamed as another orgasm came over her, her back arching and her hands running through his hair as she kissed him.

 

[Nordican]

Izaandis felt her lips pressing back against him as he roughly filled her every inch of her canal with his cock. Each thrust he thought he felt himself teasing her womb even as her hands and legs locked around him. He was surprised feeling her lips press back against him in a needy almost wanton manner as her flesh moved with his in unison. As she screamed he felt his own damn break and his balls jumped as his cock shuddered inside of her quivering folds as he came inside of her.

He roared into her scream as her fingers claimed his hair. Inside her pussy his cock shook violently as his hot seed poured into her waiting sex and he pressed her down into the furs hard as the slight sheen of sweat covered his arms and face. His body tensed up and then slowly he felt himself coming down from the high of his orgasm and the pure ecstasy of his newest conquest. For the moment he let her body ride out her own euphoric bliss and let his hands rub over her neck and cheek almost lovingly to ensure she felt like she was more than just a piece of meat for his pleasure.

 

[Virgininneed]

She felt his whole body tense as he came inside of her. She gasped as he filled her womb with his seed. She looked up at him as he finally relaxed. Soon, her orgasm came to an end too. Her legs fell back onto the bed, and her hands released his hair. She closed her eyes, relaxing at the gentle touch of his hands. She felt echausted from the two orgasms she had experience, and curled up in his arms, xlosing her eyes as her breathing slowed.

 

[Nordican]

Izaandis let a small smile go as she cuddled up next to him. Leaning in he cradled the elf's face and gave her a small kiss and then slowly he disentangled himself from her body. His cock popped out of her with a lewd 'squelch' and then some of his cum spilled out of her pussy that was still a bit red from his forcefulness.

Standing up naked with his cock well lubricated by their combined passions he smiled down at her and then walked over to a small basin full of water. Grabbing a rag he cleaned off his cock and then found a jug of wine and consumed a large gulp.

"What do your people call you?" He asked in a voice that was deep and sounded like it was forged from iron. A commanding voice that men and women from various kingdoms had flocked to when he raised his banner.

 

[Virgininneed]

Althea cried out as he pulled out of her, her body sore from him thrusting inside of her. She sat up, blushing, as she pulled her legs towards her chest. She'd never felt anything like it before, and it had felt wonderful.

She smiled back a little as he looked down at her. She wanted to reach out and touch him, feel him, be next to him. Her long hair cascaded down her back, and she looked a bit different, less frightened, calmer. There was a small amount of blood on her forehead from falling off the hose, but the pain was gone.

"What do your people call you?"

"Althea," she said quietly, looking up at him. A question entered her mind then. What would happen to her now? What future did she have now that she was his captive?