Maria awoke alone, with the sun beating down on her, stretched out on the hide blanket from the previous night. The shaman was gone, his slaves were gone, and Odhan was gone. She was still naked, but it had been a fair night, and she had slept soundly.
She soon realized that there remained a deep, insistent hunger in her. During the ritual last night, she must have ridden Odhan’s cock at least two dozen times, and cum as many times as that as well, but despite the deep ache between her legs, she still hungered. Odhan had never cum inside her. Tiny sparks of pleasure ran up her body as she squeezed her thighs together, and her hips moved insistently, slightly thrusting into the air. Maria bit her lip as her hands traveled down her body to between her legs, spreading herself wide, fingers slipping inside…
“No!” Maria whispered to herself, using all her willpower to wrench her hands away from pleasuring herself. Gods, what was she becoming? Was she nothing but lust, wanting nothing but pleasure? Before she had been captured, no man had ever touched her. Now, she was subjected to unending lust unless Odhan came inside of her?
“It’s not me,” Maria told herself. “It was whatever the shaman made me drink that made me like this.” With a sigh, still desperately wanting to touch herself, she got up. There was a small river nearby. She could have a drink and wash off some of the sweat of last night.
Maria headed towards the river, walking through tall grass, trying to ignore how even the simple reeds of the grass brushing across the skin of her thighs made her aroused. She was almost at the river when she paused and gasped.
There was Odhan, upstream, standing knee-deep in the river, splashing some water on himself. Nude. Maria could not help but admire his wide, muscled back, could not help but breath quicker, heart beating faster, as she watched him bend over to scoop up more water in his hands.
He spotted her then, in the tall grass, watching him, and smiled as he waded over to her, closer to the bank. “Hello, little one,” he said cheerfully.
Maria approached him, disciplining herself, forcing herself to not look at his cock, to not lose herself admiring his muscles. “Your wound,” she said, reaching out to touch him where just last night an arrow had been embedded deep in his flesh.
Odhan raised an arm to show her where the wound had been. There was nothing there but a scar, now. Ugly, large, yes, but just a scar, but not the life-threatening injury it had been. Maria reached out to touch the scar in wonder. And the next thing she knew, she had thrown her arms around him, burying her face in his chest. Odhan blinked at her in surprise, and Maria herself was unsure why she had done this.
But it had been a mistake. She could feel his hard muscles pressing against her, feel the heat of his skin on hers….she could feel his cock, pressing up against her stomach, growing hard, throbbing against her….
With a start, Maria realized she was kissing Odhan’s chest. Her mind was fogging over as she reached down with one hand, to feel the hot, thick length of his cock. She still needed him. She needed his cum. Her breath was small gasps, now, as she kissed a trail down his body, and finally fell to her knees in front of him, gasping, current rushing around her waist. A small voice inside her told her to stop, but it was so small, so dinned out by the roar of her overwhelming need.
Maria took Odhan’s cock into her mouth, muffled moaning as she did so. It was so big, so hot and throbbing in her mouth. She sucked, greedily, almost desperately, one hand around his thick shaft. With ever throb and twitch of his cock in her mouth, she moaned, anticipating the cum she wanted so badly.
Suddenly, Odhan lifted her bodily into the air, his large hands gripping her by the waist. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and then moaned into his ear as he guided her hips down onto his cock, slipping inside of her. Gods, he was so thick, so hot and hard inside her. She wrapped her legs around him. “I want it, I want it,” she babbled into his ear.
“What do you want, little one?”
Maria drew back, panting, pleasure coursing through her at every small throb of Odhan inside her, to see Odhan’s catlike green eyes looking at her with amusement. “Nothing…aaaahhhh….ahhhhhh, oh gods, your cum, I want your cum,” she cried.
Sensitive as she was, it did not take long – a few moments of stroking from Odhan, holding her in the air, and Maria cried out as she came again, eyes rolling into the back of her head as her whole body arced. She went completely limp, loosening her grip on Odhan, And he had to quickly grab her to stop her from flopping into the river. Maria felt his cock slip out of her in the middle of her orgasm. “No, oh gods, put it back inside,” she sobbed, and then blushed furiously when she realized how she sounded. But she was far beyond caring all that much.
Odhan was carrying her out of the river. “Back to the blanket,” he said. “I-”
The blanket was SO FAR AWAY. “Nooooo,” Maria panted, dropping out of his arms into the rough grass on the bank. She lifted her ass into the air. “Put….put it inside,” she gasped.
Maria shivered and moaned as she felt the head of Odhan’s cock teasing her thighs, slowly running up and down her wet slit. “Ask nicer,” Odhan teased.
Maria whimpered, and hated herself for it, and hated the tears that sprang to her eyes. She wanted, wanted it so much, how was it possible to want something this badly? “P-please,” she breathed, rubbing her ass back against Odhan’s hips, trying to slip his cock inside her. “Please, Master, put it inside.”
Odhan slammed inside of her, ferociously, Maria cried out as his length slipped all the way inside her. She tried to prop herself up on her elbows, but the ferociousness of Odhan’s thrusts made her slip, and she was left, face down in the grass and dirt, as Odhan pounded her. She pressed her ass against his thrusting hips, wanting him as deep inside as possible, and her mind floated away as the pleasure overwhelmed her. Her hands scrambled in vain at the grass, and her sweat-soaked skin was coated with the dry, dusty dirt. All she could concentrate on was the pleasure, the feeling of Odhan’s thick cock sliding in and out of her, the feel of his hands on her waist, pulling her back into him, her ass pressing into his hips, thrusting him as deep as he could possibly go.
His strokes became slower, more deliberate, and she could feel his cock throbbing, as he pushed into her. “Oh gods, yes,” she gasped, anticipating. His cock pulsed, splashing cum into her, with the first deep throb Maria came as well, squeezing down on him, milking his cock. He kept pulsing inside of her for what seemed like forever, and she could feel his hot seed inside of her, so much of it. Finally he finished, and pulled out. Maria lay in the grass, breathless, thoughtless, her ass still in the air, legs shaking and twitching, feeling his cum leak out of her, running down her thighs. “Thank you,” she said, and then immediately hated herself for it. Was she truly nothing more than some….lustful slut in Odhan’s hands? Why did he do this to her? Why did she desire him so much that she begged? Why did it feel so good to have his seed dripping down her legs?
All these questions fled her mind as Odhan lifted her up, sweeping her into his arms. Her face buried in his chest, she felt comfortable, safe, warm….
“P-put me down,” she snapped. She couldn’t let him do this. She couldn’t let him be this for her.
Odhan obliged, smiling. Maria struggled to keep her balance, her legs still wobbling, weak from orgasm. She accepted Odhan’s arm, wrapped around her, for support, and she wrapped her arms around his waist as well.
“Why don’t we head back to camp?” said Odhan. “We can give you a proper bath.”
Maria nodded, refusing to look him in the eye. Her mind was already beginning to be clouded again just from wrapping her arms around his waist. How could he do this to her? How could he have such an effect on her?
They slowly made their way back to camp, stepping delicately through the tall grass and the rocky outcrops. On their way in, they passed by a band of Dragon-Men heading out for the day – for hunting, most likely, carrying bows and spears. They waved to Odhan, and Maria caught a couple of them glimpsing at her, between her legs, and smirking.
Maria looked down at herself. Her pussy was pink, puffy, swollen, tender, and traces of Odhan’s seed still leaked down her thighs. It was obvious to everyone who looked that she had just been fucked. That was what those men had been smirking about. She blushed, burying her face in Odhan’s arm, humiliated. But…
Part of her wanted them to look. Part of them wanted those men to see that she had been fucked, to know who she belonged to –
Maria shook her head. She didn’t belong to anyone. But these thoughts had already started a fire in her. Her hips were twitching again, as pleasure built up between her legs. She wanted Odhan, again. Wanted to feel his seed splashing inside of her. She suppressed the desire as best she could.
Inside the bath tent, there were several Dragon-men lounging – probably others that had been injured in yesterday’s raid. They barely glanced at her as she and Odhan entered. Maria slipped quickly into the hot, scented water beside Odhan, wrapping her arms around her as the heat settled into her bones. She watched as Odhan sighed and closed his eyes, lounging back against the edge of the bath. Maria did the same, keeping her arms wrapped around her, letting the heat fill her, the aromatic steam send her mind into a blank. The bath-tent was blessedly silent, except for the quiet sound of more water being slowly poured into the bath.
She didn’t know how long it had been when the slave-girl interrupted her. Maria opened her eyes in response to a touch on her arm. It was a slave-girl, small, lithe, deeply tanned skin, long hair so blonde it was almost white, and striking blue eyes. She was carrying a pitcher and kept nudging Maria with it, expectantly, smiling.
“Uh,” Maria said. “I’m….I’m sorry?”
Odhan, to her side, opened one eye to survey the situation and smiled. “I believe she wants to wash you.”
“Well why doesn’t she just say so?”
“That one does not talk. All her people do this, actually, when they are captured. Just refuse to talk at all. Not sure why.”
“No thank you,” Maria said, in response to the girl’s insistent nudging. The girl merely smiled and drew out a wet cloth from the pitcher and began scrubbing Maria’s arm with it. “No, no thank you,” Maria said, withdrawing her arm. The girl merely smiled again and grabbed it, beginning to scrub again. “Odhan,” she said, pleading.
Odhan chuckled. “I don’t know. I don’t think she speaks your language anyway.”
Maria gasped as the girl suddenly straddled her. Her soft skin pressed into Maria’s, her small breasts sliding across her. Small hands grasped Maria’s shoulders, kneading, and her smiling face was so close, those blue eyes so wide. And then, just as sudden, the girl leaned in and kissed Maria. Her lips were sweet, and her tongue darted in and out of Maria’s mouth. Maria let out a muffled moan as a small hand slipped down to pinch her nipple as she kissed.
“Wait, wait,” Maria said, gasping, breaking off the kiss. Her mind was becoming foggy again. “What…what is this, why-”
The girl silenced her with another kiss, and this time it wasn’t Maria’s breast that her hands went down to play with. This time her hand slipped beneath the water to toy with Maria’s pussy.
Maria’s eyes widened as deft fingers played with her clit. She stifled a moan, glancing over at the other lounging Dragon-men. None of them had looked up yet. “Odhan, ahhhh, get her off me,” Maria whispered, trying to keep her voice down.
Odhan shrugged, and grabbed Maria, lifting her up and setting her in his lap. The slave girl pouted at him.
This situation, however, was not much better for Maria. Already turned on, she could feel her inhibitions start to crumble as she felt the hard shaft of Odhan’s cock between her legs. Her hips began to move, rubbing up and down the length of his shaft, and she found she did not have the willpower to make them stop.
The slave-girl, as well, had not moved on. She merely swam between Odhan’s lap, as well. She stared at the water, watching Maria’s hips slide up and down Odhan’s cock, frowning. And then, smiling, she took Odhan’s cock in one hand, and spread Maria’s pussy wide with the other, and with one deft movement, slipped the head of Odhan’s cock to Maria’s spread lips.
“No,” Maria whispered furiously, “Not here, not right now….ohhhhhhh gods, ahhhhhh…”
Odhan’s cock slipped into her, sliding all the way in. Maria covered her mouth with her hands to stop herself from crying out. Her hips were rocking urgently, now, stirring up the hard length of Odhan’s cock deep inside her. I have to calm down, Maria thought to herself. I have to stop this. I can’t do this…in front of other people.
But a part of her knew that was exactly what she wanted to do. To have other people watch her, to have other men watch while she came from Odhan’s cock, watch while he came inside her.
The slave-girl tweaked Maria’s clit, and that was what ended it. Maria opened her mouth in a long, loud moan as a jolt of pleasure surged through her. The other Dragon-men’s eyes snapped open, and they turned to her, turned to see her turning red, turned to see her eyes rolling into the back of her head as she ground her hips onto Odhan’s cock, seeing her pussy be played with by another slave-girl.
They’re watching me, Maria thought. They’re seeing everything. They are watching me get fucked. And she moaned, even louder, as her pussy clenched down on Odhan’s cock. The slave girl was pressing her body up against hers, as well, rocking her hips in rhythm with hers while straddled across Odhan’s legs, biting on her nipples. Maria’s eyes rolled past the Dragon-Men to the slave-girls lined up against the wall of the tent. Some of them were touching themselves, watching her. I did that, Maria thought. I made them so aroused that they had to touch themselves. Her eyes strolled back to the dragon men as her mind began to be overwhelmed by the pleasure once more. She saw their hard cocks poking up from the water. “Hard…because of me,” whispered Maria to herself, and the pace of her hips grinding down onto Odhan’s cock increased. “Watch….me,” she whispered, as the other Dragon-men began calling over slave girls of their own to fuck.
“Because…of me…” Maria babbled, watching as the girls faces contorted with pleasure as the Dragon-men slid their cocks into them. Everyone was watching, watching her get fucked, watching as another woman played with her clit, they were all going to see her cum, see someone cum inside her, they were watching and they wanted her, they were watching and they got so aroused they had to start fucking. Maria’s voice mingled with the moans of the other slave girls.
And suddenly, she shouted, almost in surprise, as she felt Odhan’s cock twitch and pulse cum inside of her. She came, as well, body arching, spasming, slave-girl gasping and laughing as she held Maria’s convulsing body, eyes rolled into the back of her head, and her only thoughts were, “Watch me, watch me cum, watch me cum.”
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Great story so far, hope you keep it going