The Conquest of Hope and Faith *closed for Drakwall*

The two women were releived when it came to an end, Hope particuarly, as she had felt an orgasm begin to build, and given their horrible circumstances, it would have been reprehensible to cum.

The brothers spoke with one another, but neither woman understood what was being said, as they spoke their own, strange language.

No words were required though, to convey the message, as they each pressed their cocks two the nearest female mouth, but both mother and daughter denied them, clamping their mouths tightly shut. But both screamed together, as a large, rough thumb was rammbed up their respective asses.

As soon as they opened their mouths, the two Norsemen drove their cocks deep into their throats, forcing them to taste the combination of cum and pussy juice, and to clean them. Then they spoke in English, obviously wanting their insult to be understood.

"Oh yeah! English sluts are the best cock suckers!" "Mmmmhmmm! Bet it's because they cannot do anything else to get their men's attention hahaha!"

Both women were humiliated and offended by the statement, but Hope tried to shut it out of her mind, knowing that they were at the mercy of these two, for the forseeable future. But Faith, being younger and hot headed, bit down, sinking her teeth into the cock of the brother, face fucking her.
 
The young woman's jaws were not strong enough to truly sink down up on the thick member, her teeth only making soft scratches against the upper and lower side of the man's phallus, making him even more excited. It appeared he enjoyed it when his women struggled. "Oooooooh yeah! Suck it up sluts!" The other brother groaned out while his other brother was too busy grunting and groaning like a boar to speak, their thumbs pumping rapidly through the girls' tight rectums as their dicks swelled up and thick sperm flooded their mouths and the two viking brothers pulled out, spraying their pretty faces with seed. Then after they wiped their cocks clean off their saliva into their hair they walked out of the hut laughing, leaving them tied with their cum stained faces pressing against each other's cum stuffed and sore pussies. "We will enjoy you later bitches!" One of the brothers stated as they left, and they laughed together again, leaving the two in their shameful position.
 
Hope sobbed as the brothers left, glad that her orgasm had gone unnoticed. She hated herself for coming during such a brutal rape, but she had not been able to control herself. She lay on the hard ground, the cold seeping into her, her face painted with cum, and a wet pussy tied to her face!!

She did not even want to contemplate the owner of that pussy. She hated this, she hated herself, and she cursed the fates that had put her in this position. She dreaded the brothers return, knowing that they would certainly do so, and fearing that her future lay as the camp whore.

Faith was numb, in every sense of the word. She felt like crying for the future she had been denied, but she was at the mercy of these brutal strangers, Norsemen, who would likely carry them off on their longboat, for the strange lands of the North. Her attempt to bite the Viking, to sever his manhood, had served only to excite him further, and had been ultimately futile.

The future that lay before them was bleak, and she turned her face to the side, and rested against her mother, and felt into an exhausted, and defeated sleep.
 
The vikings were off to take the town, leaving the two slaves in the tent, still tied up, with four guards in the camp, Hilde had personally fed them, in her own wicked way. Having taken a pair of big blood sausages she pushed the big greasy meat pieces into the sluts' wet cum filled pussies. "Be sure to eat it all, and drink healthily, can't have your babies get weak from lack of food now can we?" She stated wickedly while fingering their rosebuds before leaving the min their shape, sausages in three fourths into their pussies, they would have to press their heads up to get a good bite of the thick pig meat filled intestine bags.
 
Neither Hope nor Faith wanted to eat, but, as the night wore on, hunger got the better of them, and Hope told Faith, that , no matter how unpleasant, they needed to eat, to keep their strength up, if they were to have any chance of making good on an escape.

She bent her head, and nibbled tentatively at the end of the black pudding, a mix of pig's blood, barley, and herbs and spices. It was not her favourite food, and she certainly objected strongly to the manner in which it was served, but she needed to be ready to escape, or strong to bear what fate would befall them, if she was to have any chance at all of protecting her daughter.

Faith was not as psychologically strong as her mother, and she was near to breaking point. She began to sob uncontrolably, her salty tears dripping into, and stinging, Hope's abused pussy. Faith had not intention of eating, not now, not ever. She simply wanted to die, to end it all. The Norsemen had ruined her hopes of a good marraige, they had ruined her hopes of any kind of marraige, and there was but one fate that awaited girls who did not have the protection of a man.
 
The raiders were gone for a long time, the screams of the townsfolk could be heard like a weak whimper in the strong wind of the storm slowly growing over the lands of Brittan , the guards were being grumpy at standing outside in the cold. One of the guards were muttering to himself outside the women's tent, his red haired body standing tall outside the tent, his name was Eric and he was Hilde's younger brother, so he always got the guard duty by his sister as she wouldn't let him into any real battle, even if he was as ruthless as she was. "Those bastard better get back soon... I want to get some warm mead and pussy before we leave for home." Cold winds blew through the camp, chilling the bodies of the women and the vikings, the sluts having no clothes had to try and get heat in other fashions, the sausages not yet completely eaten
 
The night wore on, and neither woman got any sleep. It was freezing, the sky cloudless, and the frost heavy on the ground. Both women eyed some of the furs the Viking warriors had shed, before they went rampaging through the villages.

Those who remained on guard duty sat around a fire, the heat blocked by their big bodies. All of the raiders seemed to be big built, far more so than the saxons and celts of their own country. The two huddled together, still tied face to pussy. Before the night was halfway over, both had eaten the sausage in its entirity, sucking the last of it out of the pussy in which it was rammed.

They were cold, icy cold, and Hope began to worry that they might not see the morn. It also occured to her, that the majority of the camp were raiding the villages - perhaps this could be an opportunity!!

She called out to the guard. She hissed to Faith to pretend to be asleep, and she moaned and called to the guard.

"mmmmmm please! I need a man!! I need a big cock pumping me!! Who will service this eager whore?!?!?"

She formed a plan, and hoped that one of the men would come in and untie her, eager to have his way with her, thereby giving them a chance to escape.
 
Eric was the only one to hear the voice of the slut and raised an eyebrow at her words, she must have broken faster then they thought. And besides with the wind howling and the others raiding the town he had little warmth to get from standing in the middle of a winter storm, and with her inviting anyone it was too good to pass up, besides his sister would rarely let him enjoy another pussy then hers, feh she might be his older sister but that didn't mean he would let her decide who he sticks his prick in when it wasn't stuck in her own pussy.

Entering the tent Eric leered upon the two sluts, untying his fur cloak, leather armor and weapons he walked towards them, his erect prick dripping with precum. While he was sure the sluts wouldn't be too difficult to handle would he not take any chances, his sister had taught him that much. Griping Hope's arms he untied them before tying them behind her back, then slid her out from the grip of her daughter, making sure to rub her pussy against the sleeping slut's face in the process. Sitting down so he was facing the younger slut's head, about one foot from her pretty face, he lifted up Hope and pressed her full tits against his mouth, not speaking a word, even as he filled her pussy with his cock ,his big hands gripping her thighs and began to pump her up and down his thick girth.
 
Hope remained pliant, letting the big Viking untie her from her daughter, and then re- tie her, her hand tied fast behind her back. She felt her heart sink, the whole purpose of luring him in, was so she could escape. Still, her eyes flicked to Faith, who was now no longer tied, and she tried to communicate that she would try to keep his busy, while her daughter made a run for it.


She wasn't even certain that Faith was not genuinely asleep, however, she determined to keep the big warrior busy for as long as she could. She felt him enter her roughly, and with out preamble. He filled her to the max, and then some. He bent his head, sucking hard on her nipple.

She moaned, and began to speak in his ear, encouraging him, hoping to keep him fully focussed on her, so that Faith could get away.

"Mmm Oh, you Norsemen, you are so big, a cock like a horse!!! You are splitting me in two!! Your mouth, on my tits, mmmmmm soooooo gooooood!!!"

She continued, as, out of the cornor of her eye, she saw Faith inch toward the door.


FAITH

She lay still, as she had been told, and then, once the big viking had untied her from her mother, she remained still, waiting for her opportunity. She inched toward the flap fo the tent, and , while he was sucking hard on her mother's tits, she crept outside.

Naked, barefoot, the night was cold, the wind chilling, and she wondered if she would even made it to morning. She ran, avoiding the light of the fire, and keeping to the shadows of the forrest.

It was a moonlit night, but she waited til the moon passed behind the clouds, before she moved from the shadows of the trees,
 
Eric was lost in the haze of pleasure as he pounded into the tight cunt of the slut, digging his strong fingers into her buttocks, filling her rectm with his thumbs as he rapidly pounded into her pussy. Her words stopped as shebegan to pant and moan without giving rest to gather her breathe, her body bouncing on this thick girth without pause. He could feel the pounding of her heart as he suckled andn ibbled on her nipples, her eyes were starting to lose focus and as his phallus began to swell up in an approaching orgasm he gripped her hair with one hand, pulling her head back in an arch, while digging all his fingers into her anal entrance, as he fileld her womb to the max with his thick girth as a flood of his white sperm filled her, her eyes rolling up into their sockets as she experienced an incredible orgasm before losing conscious.

Letting out a satisfied sigh Eric pulled ouut from the woman's cunt, his seed pouring out of her pussy in thick gushes, man he had saved up a lot of seed. It was then that he noticed that the other slut was gone, and felt like his stomach had dropped to the roots of Hel. "Aw shit, if sis finds out I am not getting any for a month." To be sure that the other slut didn't get ideas of fleeing as well he tied her legs to two hooks in the ground, makigng her lergs spread apart in a perfect eagle angle., showing her cum drooling pussy to the world. He then grabbed his cloak and ran out into the winter storm and followed the tracks of the cunt.

She hadn't gotten far but when he started to see hern aked body unning towards the sea he saw a group of wolves approaching her. "Aw fuck." Glad he had remembered his axe the viking rushed forward and as the girl screamed at the sight of the growling wolves he swung the axe and chopped off the head of one of them before grabbing the girl and holding her to his naked chest, he had nothing beneath the cloak so she felt his entire bod, speaking up in english he swung his axe into the canine beasts. "You should know better then to run away in the middle of a wolven winter night, keep yourrself close to me, I will take care of them." He felt her cold arms warp around his neck as she hugged herself to his torso, his still erect and cum and pussy jucie dripping cock rubbing against her stomach, as he swung his axe, wolf blood splattering the snow around them as the wolves attacked. One of them leaped towards the girl buth e moved slightly aside, letting it sink its fangs into his bicep, her rewarded it by crushing its neck with a blow of the handle of his axe. Another leaped onto his back and tried to bite into his neck, he threw it off and onto its beck before stomping down his foot onto its neck, crushing it, he then saw the three remainng wolves growl menacingl at him, but he snarled back, his own growl deafening the wolves who scrambled back to their dens.
 
Hope did all she could to keep the viking totally engrossed in her. But far sooner than she would have liked, she felt him thrust deep and cum hard. She clung to him, trying to get every second for her daughter, and then, with a cry, she knew he had noticed that Faith was gone.

She found herself quickly retied to bolts in the floor, her legs spread wide and the viking;s seed oozing from her well used cunt.

And she waited.... and waited.... praying it would be worth it, that her daughter would make good her escape.

FAITH

Despite being barefoot, she was making pretty good progress, and she knew that if she was careful she could make the coast just before dawn. She was just in a clearing, when she heard it, that growl that drove fear into the hearts of the bravest of men - a wolf...... no, it was worse, a pack of wolves. She knew not to turn and run, but she could see no possible way out of this for herself.

She began to step slowly toward a tree, thinking perhaps she might be able to climb it, when the pack attacked. She squeezed her eyes shut, and then she was grabbed, and a heavily accented voice spoke.

You should know better then to run away in the middle of a wolven winter night, keep yourrself close to me, I will take care of them."

Sh clung to him, she would have clung to the devil himself at that point, to avoid being torn to shreads by the wolves. Expertly, her weilded his axe, and soon had driven the wolves away, but he was bleeding, quite a lot by the look of it, and she felt suddenly very sorry that she had caused him to be out here, she had put him in this situation.
 
Sighing Eric lifted up the slave in is strong arms and carried her back to towards the camp, he would have to tie his wounds with herbs and bandages to stop the bleeding. Stroking the girl's wet pussy as he walked he spoke to her, making sure to heat up her body with his own as he carriedh er. "If you are good then I will try and convince Hilda to give you and your mother to me, making you my thralls." As he entered the tent he put down the slave on the ground next to him while he threw his cloak over the mother, knowing that the girl was too shaken to run away he decidedto let her hug him. Pulling out herbs and bandages he began to tie his wounds, bite marks on his neck, legs and arms, but he didn't even wince from the pain. He then gently grasped the girl and pressed her down on her back and fingered her wet pussy before slowly sliding his thickness into her womb, her head juat inches away from the spread thighs of her mother, he licked her breasts, nibbling on her tender nipples, as he pumped his hips agaisnth ers, filling her with his dick, her lips opening in pants and moans, her neck arching in pleasure, her tongue hanging out, almost touching her mother's spread vagina, almost tasting her mother's cum filled snatch, all sheh ad to do, was stretch out her tongue.
 
Hope was crushed when she saw her daughter brought back into the tent - her efforts were for naught, and her daughter was back in the clutches of the Norsemen.

She stifled a cry, falling to pieces now would do nothing for them - she had to keep her head, and to look for the next chnace they might get, to be ready for it.

The Viking was injured, quite bady so, and by wolves if she was correct in her guess. Suddenly, she was glad that he had saved Faith, God only know what might have become of her - the most likely scenario being that she would be torn apart by the wolves, or perhaps severly hurt by them, and left to die. Neither of which was bearable to Hope, and she felt a strange gratitude to the big Viking, who had injured himself in saving her daughter.

FAITH

She had been so scared, terrified, rooted to the spot, certain death facing her, and then, he was there, the big Viking, to whom she owed her life.

She clung to him, horrified at his injuries, and impressed with his bravery.

There was something almost romantic about him, saving her as he did, and this time when Faith spread her legs for the Viking, she did so willingly, eagerly almost.

He pumped her hard, thrusting deeply, making her moan and cry out, arching under him, revelling in the pleasure he was giving her.

Soon, she was begging him to fuck her harder, and in doing so, his thrusts pushed her across the floor. She was suddenly thinking that life had taken an unexpected, but not altogether unpleasant, turn. He had spoke of making her his, and that prospect pleased her greatly.
 
Groaning out Eric pumped his cock into what was the tightest pussy he had ever filled, it was hard to believe that neither mother nor daughter had been gang banged with how tight their pussies were. His thick fingers groping her full bosom as he suckled and nibbled on the tender mounds, paying extra attention to her erect teaHe then raised himself up,striaghtening his spine, his hips slapping against the slut's spread thighs, his mouth warped itself around the wet pussy of the mother, his tongue sliding deep into it, he tasted her and himself inside the soaked and hot snatch, and swirled his tongue around inside, rubbign his teeth against her tender clitoris, as he fucked her duaghter. Reaching up with his fingers he pressed down his chest onto the soft moundso f the young slave, while he pushed his thick fingers into the snatch he was licking, playing with it, as his thick phallus began to grow closer and closer to orgasm until he let out a rumbling growl, his dick flooding the girl's womb with thick verile sperm while his togue vibrated from the growl, and his fingers pumped rapidly i nand out of the clenching wet hole,
 
Hope could hear the moaning, and knew the Viking was fucking Faith. He was very well endowed, and she knew how hard he would make the girl cum!!

Soon though, she felt his tongue enter her, and her already throbbing clit swelled further. He continued, and pumped her wet cunt with his thick fingers, stimulating her further, until, with a suppressed scream, she came hard, her juices pouring from her widespread snatch.

FAITH

She moaned as the huge cock rubbed each and every tender spot inside of her. His big body dwarfed hers, and she felt very small and vulnurable, and this turned her on no end.

Harder and faster, he drove into her, pumping her furiously, the sounds of wet flesh slapping wet flesh filled the small tent, and then, with a cry, she came, her whole body convulsing, shaking, as she imploded.
 
Groaning out Eric slides his cock out from her suckling pussy, her eyes dizzy fro mthe orgasms, he grips her and suddenly lifts her up and places her on top of the older slut, pressing their bodies agaisnt each other, tits against tits and cunts against cunts. He then rubbed his cock an knelled between the two wet slits and then pressed his thick veiny phallus between the two cum dripping and burning lips. The feeling of their suckling vaginas sliding over his entire length like hungry mouths was incredible. Wnd then his wet cock slid between the smooth skin of their bellies, poking above their belly buttons, it proved just how far into their bodies he had pierced his big virgin killer, the pumping of his dick left a slimy train of womanly essence and sticky sperm between their loins and tummies.

Gripping the buttocks of the girl he began to pump his cock between their loins, pleasuring them both at once as his thickness rubbed between their wet pussies, agai nand again, his heavy balls slapping the firm rear of the mother ,while his hands groped the girl's. Growling out like a beast Eric pumped his phallus afaster and faster, his fingers digging into the firm ass, kneading it, until he couldn't resist and raised a hand and began to spank the slut's beautiful rear, growling out like a man possessed by demons of desire. "Even if I have to challenge Hilda you two will be mine! We will make strong warriors! You will never be without a child in your womb as long as I breathe!" And while he growled this he couldn't hel pbut imagine his sister, who always had been the one to fuck him since he turned of age, and yet never let him cum inside her, filled with his sperm, growing tummy, begin for more, and he came at the thought ,his sperm splattering out between their bodies, pouring out between their cleavage like a geyser, splattering their pretty faces with his strong seed.
 
Both women had been tired and sated from their intense orgasms, but it seemed the young Viking warrior was made of sterner stuff!!

He dropped Faith on top of Hope, and pressed himself between the two of them, pumping, driving across their clits, making both cum again and again, and again, as he slapped Hope's ass, and gripped Faith's firmly, and then, with a cry, he joined the two women in orgasm, his seed shooting across their stomachs, splattering their tits, and faces.

Faith braced herself on her hands, and Hope, for reasons she did not understand, raised herself up, and began to lick and suck his seed from the younger woman's skin.
 
Eric had Fate riding his cock while Hope licked their joined sexes, his big hands groping and fondling the bouncing tits of the young beauty, this was the scene Hilda returned to when she and the raiders returned with their loot and booty. "Well, well, never thought you'd have it in you Eric, tamed these two pretty well." She stated with a smirk as she walked over to the scene, sitting down on the back of Hope as she was lying down on the floor, causing the cum in her rear and pussy to splurt out, her hands reaching down and stroking Hope's head like a pet.

Grunting out as he kept bouncing Faith on his phallus Eric growled out. "Yeah and I want them as my thralls." Hilda looked amused and interested at those words and leaned forward, her armor covered bosom pressing against his hands, capturing them between her and Faith's bosoms. "Oh? And your dear sister is not enough for you is she little brother?" She purred out in a honey sweet voice while trailing her sharp nails along his strong arms.

"You are a good fuck sis but I want to continue our bloodline, and if you won't let me fill your loin, then I will just fill these two." his sister seemed to shiver at his growling voice but he didn't notice, too busy focusing on the sensation of faith's pussy and Hope's tongue pleasuring his neither regions. "Hmmmm... well that is a proper argument, but you can only have one of them. Take the young one, she will give more babies for you, the other is still open for you to fuck but you will not be the only one to enjoy her sweet loins, at least not until you can prove yourself to me."

Knowing he couldn't defeat his sister in his current condition, and the fact that it would take a week for his wounds to heal and they would be home by then, he nodded in agreement before he cummed, flooding Faith's womb a fifth time, white pearly cum splattering over hope's face. Hilda traced a finger in the cum filled pussy and brought it to her finger before slowly licking it off. "Mmm good taste as always Eric, just remember, I am the queen, I will enjoy your cock when I want to." She then kissed him before leaving him to keep ravaging the two women for the rest of the night, the other vikings too busy raping the new slaves, they would be sailing for home tomorrow.
 
By morning, her arousal had worn off, and Hope was appalled by her behavior, the previous evening. Not when she had lured the viking - she ahd no regrets about affording Faith an opportunity to escape, but after.... after that, the evening had turned into a virtual orgy ...... and ... to her eternal shame..... she had loved it! She knew it was sinful, but that in no way changed what she had felt.

Faith, in contrast, was on a high this morning, humming happily to herself, as she stretched, still curled into Eric's arms.

Neither woman had understood the conversation that Eric had had with his sister, but he had told her earlier, when he rescued her from the wolves, that he would see about keeping her for his own.

She hoped he would. He was a powerful lover, and a magnificent specimen of manhood, and she would be proud to call him her own, and to belong to him.

They were quickly fed, and marched toward the boat, in the pre-dawn hours, so to be away on the tide. Faith was protected from the colt, Eric's heavy cloak surrounding her, keeping her warm, but Hope on the other hand, was marched down naked.

They sat on the floor of the long boat, as the oars were engaged, and, once out to see a little, the sail was let out, and they were heading to the North.
 
The dragon headed longships pulled their oars, ice cold water rising with each pull, their aim, the northern lands, Hilda was screaming over the storm winds for the vikings to pull their weight or she'd have them meet Jörmungard personally. Eric was in charge of steering the ship, there were twelve long ships in total, but the biggest was the one he and Hilda were on. He had managed to sneak Faith and Hope next to him as he kept the ship straight, his large hand groping and fingering Faith's rear and pussy while the two leaned againsthim for warmth. The winds were howling, lightning flashed across the sea, the waves rose high and then fell down low.

They would reach their home in a week's rowing if the wind was in their favour, they had already been rowing for a week, the storm growing larger through it all. The ravens were not flying towards land yet, their black feathered bodies remaining still on their open cages. With the two sluts against his body the viking was not bothered by the way things were, he just held the ship in place, letting the two pleasure him as they rode over the northern Atlantics.
 
Hope was terrified, it was now days since they had seen land, and she felt the icey sea water crash over them, the sky thuderous, only grunts and groans were heard, apart from Hilde's voice, calling to the men, calling the time of the stroke of the oar, and telling them to get the weight into it.

They rowed in relays, each man working the oars for a whil before he was replaced by another. At least 12 men manned the oars at any one time, sometimes more, and she wondered if they were to be sent tot he bottom of the sea, or if some serpent would drag them to the deep.

At times, very large fish could be seen, swimming in groups along beside the vessels, jumping out of the water, before splashing beneath the Atlantic once more.

She felt ill, and had no appetite, eating only a little of the stale bread and salted, smoked fish. The roiling seas made her turn green, and at times she felt so bad, she almost hoped to go to a watery grave, just to end it .

Faith on the other hand, thought it all a grand adventure, and did not suffer from sea sickness. She clung to Eric, eager to see his homeland.
 
During the night the storm seems to calm down a little, Eric carefully holds the steering while lifting up Hope onto his thick phallus, filling her body with his head and he then lifts Faith between them, letting mother and daughter rub each other while the mothe rrode his coc kand the daughter got his thick fingers pumping in and out of her pussy, his fur cloak covering their bodies. As the night went by the women trade place, sharing his dick and fingers together, his seed filling their wombs and keeping them warm even after he pulls out. At the fifth day the sun breaks the clouds and the ravens take flight towards land, the ships rows after the winged black beacons and soon enugh can the rocky shore of a large island be seen, a large keep of stone and wood standing on top of a mountain, more land coudl be seen beyond the green island but the vikings were rowing towards it and as they came closer could a harbour by a large town be seen, viking warriors, wome nand thralls came to greet the returning raiders and their queen, shouting cheers for their return.

Eric dressed himself and let Faith warp herself with his cloak while Hope ,as a slace, couldn't be allowed to wear clothes unless the queen allowed it, his seed dripping from their loins after a week of rocking their pussies up and down its thick girth and he still kept it up, proving the vikings' superiority in stamina, strength and endurance. Hilda greeted her people with a wicked smile and raised her spea and shouted out. "By Valhalla we have returned, the godshave blessed us with plenty of booty and loot for our coffers and bellies! Rejoice for your queen's glorious return! Blessed by Thor himself for two weeks of raging thunder!" And so a feast began to be prepared, the slaves taken as thralsl by different men, some remaining slaves for the warriors to release their pent up needs on were taken to the castle, Hope amongst them. And Eric lead Faith to the wooden keep, his sister already on the march ,she had a wild glint in her eyes, he knew she was in heat, she always got that way after a good battle, and the fact that her E cupped bosom was rubbed against him as she passed him as they got off the ship was an even bigger clue to her arousal.
 
Hope's joy at reaching land was short lived, as the long boats were quickly unloaded, and she, along with some other thralls, were lead to the castle.

Little rivletts of Eric's cum trickled down her thigh, visible to all, as she was moved around totally naked. She panicked as she was taken from Faith, but the younger woman seemed happy with the big Viking.

She was herded into the castle, a stronghold, and the central area was crammed with eager men, who out numbered the women. Each woman was quickly grabbed, some by two, and some by three of the men, and dragged to a free area of the courtyard.

Hope was taken by two blonde men, and one with raven hair, each with a massive dick, and they began to all grope her at once.

FAITH

She went with Eric, to the keep, a wooden stronghold, where she expected him to tenderly make love to her. Instead, she was pushed to a bed of furs, while Hilde pressed Eric to the floor, and quickly impaled herself on him, riding him hard and fast, her enormous tits, now freed, bounced wildly, as she burned off her excess adrenalin, wildly fucking Eric.
 
Growling at his sister's rough fucking of his phallus Eric reached up and grasped the viking queen's large breasts and squeezed them hard, making her gap out, showing she enjoyed it rough. He had never been this daring before but after boasting his confidence when dominating two women the others had did he have a hard time breaking his confidence. Jerking his hips upwards he challenged his sister's wild thrusts, his hands gripping her massive tits like hands, pulling her against his pelvis, the sound of sweet, wet sibling sex filled the room. Then Eric did something even more daring, he suddenly jerked his legs and rolled his sister onto her back , his hands still griping her bouncing mounds, his hips slapping even faster against Hilda's, his thumbs grinding over her swollen nipples, and through it all was faith staring at the incest, and Eric gave her a wordless command to present her naked slit to Hilda, a way to show his sister how dominant he could be.

Meanwhile was hope being mandhandled like a cheap prostitute, her breasts suckled b two large mouths, tongues licking her sweaty and dirty skin, thick cocks pumping in and out of her pussy, rectum and throat whiel anotherp air was being pumped by her hands and between her tits, the vikings making a small orgy on the british slut. Their bodies constantly pumping her full with their essence, making her belly swell and her hair sticky along with making her body look like a melting wac doll as they showered her with their sperm and pee.
 
Faith

She was certain she had it wrong - she had thought that Hilde was Eric's sister - but no, that must be wrong!! Here they were fucking each other enthuastically!!!

She watched, vaguely jealous of the attention that the other woman was getting, and then, on his command, she came closer, and spread her legs across the woman's face, giving her little choice, but to lick her slit.

She was surprised, and shocked and yelped, trying to get out the way, as Hilde, who obviuosly did not appreciate the warm pussy to lick, sank her teeth into Faith's pussy lips!!

Hope

She lost track of the men who took her, one after another after another, in groups of five and six. She began to wonder if there were any other slaves here, or if she was somehow different, but she was sure she was getting more than her fair share of attention.

By morning, she must have been fucked by close to 50 Vikings, and she was certain that one of them at least, must have put her with child, if Eric had not already done so.

She lay, covered in the dried remants of bodily fluids, stinking to high heaven, and she waited for the horror to fill her, as she thought on what had happened to her. She waited and waited, but as she recalled it, her fingers strayed to her sore, abused pussy, and she stroked herself to orgasm, after orgasm, after orgasm.
 
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