Spartan Mercy ( For Blaanid )

[TirithIre]

The sun was hot, hotter then it had been in a long time, and honestly, the rain had not come in a while. The wheat fields were a small amount less furtile then they had been in previous years, and the stoically silent Spartans were forced to attack a neighbouring kingdom for food. Now people did know of the Spartans, oh everyone knew of them. They were the only people to hold such a high regard for fighting, even more then the honorable samurai, the Spartans line was never broken, the Phalanx fighting unmovable.

It was much too hot, as the charge was led by a young commander, a man by the name of Hellion. He had just been given his first command, and he was definatly out to get a name for himself. So when his batallion attacked the neighbouring kingdom, all could hear " Give Nothing, but take Everything!" and the men whom defended the city would soon fall, and then, the pillaging would begin. One would have to beg and hope that the Spartans would spare perhaps a few of the women... usually there were no prisoners, not even the women, or the children. After all... Spartans were the best of the best, why should they spare lesser beings?

Hellion looked about, dark green eyes piercing the enemies as he cut them down slowly one by one... soon the Spartans would prevail, and all those whom were enemies would die!

 

[Blaanid]

Claudia was barely even a woman, for she had just turned 18 and though she had a wonderful woman's body with full breasts and hips that would make any man melt, she had never had the pleasure of a man inside of her before!

She hid beneath a broken down temple as the fighting was going on, doing her best to stay alive, though not knowing what she would do afterward.

The fighting as come to a stop, all of her people dead and night was coming, she decided that she would stay there for a while, rest and try to escape in the dead of night!

 

[TirithIre]

Hellion was calm as the slaughter was over... her people had been silly to try and fight... they should have simply surrendered, though their fate would have been the same, perhaps they would not have suffered as much. He did walk through the broken temple... she could feel his presence, the presence of a man so confident he would shake the ground with his mere presence, the roar, fiersome and hellish really... though right then he was silent, calm... listening for the breathing of anyone stille alive, his barely even a whisper in the wind... she could feel him... and he was hunting... a heightened sense of things around him, a calm natural feeling... his steps not light, they were heavy, regular, and ever coming closer!

 

[Blaanid]

Claudia panic'd and ran out of her hiding place running to him and wrapped herself around his legs in a manner of only a woman would do to her lover, but she was begging for her live, hoping to the gods this man would not do her harm, but perhaps take her away from all of his death!

 

[TirithIre]

Hellion was surprised to find at first that this female had so boldly ran at him... and indeed she was not aware of the spear mere inches from her head for the first few seconds... he actually pushed her right off him and down onto her knees... a silent giant among men... she could see the muscles... the toned and scarred body of a man whom had indeed seen alot of war in his life, had indeed, fought, for everything he had ever had. " Speak quickly Saccrean, before I end you here." He growled at her quite darkly, demandingly.

 

[Blaanid]

Claudia spoke in his native Spartan language, for she had been born of a Spartan mother who had taught her well and hoped that he would consider her lineage as reason to keep her alive.

She begged him to keep her alive and would have spoken more, but the mere sight of him was too much for her to handle, for he was the most wonderful man that she had ever laid eyes on and knew right then and there that if she couldn't be with him that she would rather die by his deadly spear!

 

[TirithIre]

The commander looked upon her... his dark green eyes seeming to regard her... and yet there was only a cool regard for her that could not even be close to something of affection, yet she had seen the light of regonition at the name... and indeed he did nod. " A Spartan dissident... your mother was a fool to leave... only through Sparta can one achieve glory!" Hs voice rolled like the coming of thunder, of a storm... and he did lower his spear slightly, though it was still held ready. " What is your name, dissident?"

 

[Blaanid]

Her head lowered and said, "Claudia my lord, my mother was my father's slave, she had no choice." For she was glad to see these people perish, for it was due to them that she led a hard life of servitude to the rich and was dealt abuse from others because they knew that she was of Sparta! It was then that she thanked him saying, "Thank you for saving me from my fate, you may kill me now if you like, for I am truly free in life as a Spartan or as a dead slave."

 

[TirithIre]

He glared calmly at her for a long time... the moments, nay the seconds... seemed to tick on for an eternity... before he shook his head slightly, and the loud thwack of the end of the spear piercing the ground was heard. " Have you lost all vigor for life, that these Saccrean's could break you so easily?" He sounded dissapointed... even as he slapped her, as if chastising her for her weakness.

 

[Blaanid]

Tears came to her eyes, she was after all under attack by this Spartan and wanted nothing more than to be with him or no one! So she spoke her mind, "Then please let me be with you, for I don't want anyone else, let my virgin blood run down your manhood. Let me give you an heir to your line!"

It was as though her body and mind was calling out to him, for she knew that if she was denied being his that she would surely kill herself!

 

[TirithIre]

He looked to her... he could honestly not deny the want of this female... this woman... so even as he heard those words she saw under his pants he was hardening... and with a slight smile, he shook his head. " I am Hellion, commander of the Dragon's Battalion. If you want me, you will have to earn the right to bleed for me." He challenged her, making her work, for that which she wanted so badly!

 

[Blaanid]

She was ready to work for him, for she hoped it would not be long before she would be able to shed his bed, to be the one to make love to him!

She laid her head on his lower leg, suddenly feeling very tired and needing rest for the first time in a long time. Her body was ready to give out on her, so weak from lack of rest and food from all the fighting!

 

[TirithIre]

He growled slightly... though had enough presence of mind to drop a sack of food and a waterskin for her... before he began collecting wood for a fire... ignoring her, as if she would have to physically fight him, to earn the right to have him mate her. He moved so nicely... she could tell this adonnis of a man could have any woman he wanted, and perhaps already had one!

 

[Blaanid]

Claudia didn't care if he had another woman or not, she wanted him and was determined to have him for herself and only herself, something told her that she and he were meant for one another somehow. And though she didn't understand it she was willing to do whatever it took!

She drank the water slowly and took her time in taking in some food, letting her body take it in the best way possible, not wanting to get sick and waist well needed food and water!

 

[TirithIre]

He squatted... the light armour he did wear did nothing to hide the body and spirit of the man whom she had fallen for... he noticed she was smart, taking her time... the same courtesy would not be repaid... she would have to overcome him, not an easy thing, but then again, not all ways of overcoming were of power... and even as he did set his sheild down she heard the hustle and bustle of the other Spartans moving inside the city, as well as some of the Saccrean's dying... but that was most likely of little concern to her.

 

[Blaanid]

She could see that his manhood was not hidden from her and that he was actually very large and quiet hard. And so she did the unthinkable, as he was squatting she laid down before him and took his cock into her mouth, tasting his manhood and letting her tongue slide all over him. She wasn't worried about privacy for she knew no one else would come in here for he had made a slight camp for the night.

She began to make love to his manhood slowly at first, her mouth letting him completely fill her to her throat, not even gagging and sucked him off, wanting him very much to cum into her wanton mouth!

 

[TirithIre]

Oh yes... his breathing did become ragged as he looked down in surprise... gasping in shocked disbelief that this woman thought that she could do whatever she pleased around him.... and yet as he pulled away the temptation of her mouth called to him... yet his resolve was like steel, glorifyingly he stood... regarding her carefully before he stepped back, not fighting, but not letting her 'at him'... for she had almost had him!

 

[Blaanid]

Her entire being ached for him, and didn't care if he wanted her or not at this point, she was determined to seek his affection one way or the other. She could think of nothing else and then suddenly felt very stupid for what she had done.

She crawled away from him and curled into a ball trying to block out what all had happened, hoping to the gods that he would just go away and leave her alone to die out here!

 

[TirithIre]

He seemed to watch her body... the way it did move... his cock was already wet from the talented mouth that had been upon him... and even as he moved quickly over to her... she felt those iron gripping hands grab the shambles of her skirt, before he ripped it right off her. " Where do you think you are going Spartan... you started this, get up and bleed for your rights." He growled deeply at her, it almost a roar.

 

[Blaanid]

She got up on all fours and bent over for him, her ass in the air as she offered her cunt to him. For she knew that once she copulated with him that she would forever be tied to him and he would forever be tied to her. She could feel her body call out to him, for it was as though she was made for him and wanted him to complete her!

 

[TirithIre]

He spat on her bared cunt... though he did rip the flimsy panties off her as well... before he leant in... and instead of a cock pressing against her bare and needy cunt, she felt his tongue, before his arms tightly locked her in place as he licked her, arousing her to the highest levels of hell... if he was to lock his fate to hers... he wanted to make her screech like an animal first!

 

[Blaanid]

Though she was very much like a small girl, she had the growl and moan of a full woman. She knew that she was at that time in her fertility cycle where if he would take her now that she would most assuredly concieve with him on this night and wondered as he licked her already soaking cunt if he could tell by the taste and scent of her!

She had heard stories that a great Spartan man could tell a woman in heat just by the taste and small of her juices and so she threw her head back and moaned in delight at the feel of his tongue all around her cunt, pleasuring her in very much the same way that she did to him!

 

[TirithIre]

He held her hips tightly... fingers of steel gripping her young nubile flesh as he took a taste of her, and with slightly wide eyes he did pull his face away slightly, looking over her nubile body. " You are needing and fertile." He announced, sounding a bit surprised at her vigor, that she needed him as badly as he wanted her.

 

[Blaanid]

In reaction to his words her cunt suddenly contracted at the idea of him inside of her and getting a child on her, and she knew that if he did do that, then he would recognize her as his wife and a true Spartan at last!

She lowered her front end very much like a cat in heat and in doing so her hips rotated up giving him even better access to her love channel and knew that it would only be moments before he would mount her like an animal!

 

[TirithIre]

He smirked at her response... she was a silly woman to think she would have his unending love just by being fucked by him... whether she had meant it or not she was a dissident, and he was not a 'nice guy' to dissidents. Yet even as her hips rotated, he smiled and moving over her... she could feel his toned body rubbing against her, before she felt the hard throbbing cock of her 'master' rubbing along her virgin slit, making her even more needy for him!