Scholar and Shield Maiden Ch 1 Battle Whore
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If you haven’t already, I would suggest reading the first chapter in this story series.
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“Where to now?”
I looked up over my shoulder, “Pre7ty tough haul. About a mile… and the tunnel widens.”
“Thank the gods it’s only a mile.” She jammed past me and started shuffling ahead.
“No, wait!”
I leaped forward just as she yelped and barely managed to latch onto her out-flung hand.
Holding onto her for dear life I yelled, “Fucking idiot! It’s a mile down!”
It was too late. Mile down, must have been seventy degree angle, her weight pulled us both through the slick mud for the ride of our life.
“Aaaaaaaahhhhh,” echoed off the widening corridor as we whooshed into the darkness.
Fortunately, she rolled on her back and pulled me to her chest as we careened down the path, her mail shirt taking the brunt of the sharp rocks and bits of debris.
We soon went silent, focusing on staying alive during our rocketing descent. Minutes passed and the angle lessened just before we flew out of an opening to land in a heap of muck and sticks in one end of a cavern.
Breath knocked out of the both of us, I looked around. It was a very large cavern but lit enough so we could just see the roof and opposite walls hundreds of feet away. The light, a pale green, emanated from some sort of fungus spread in patches everywhere.
She whispered, “Where the hell are we?”
“Cavern of Chaos.”
In the dim glow, I saw her eyes go wide. “You didn’t mention those cult crazies. Fuck!”
“Yes, well, the Orb is our prize and you don’t find treasure like that in normal places.”
I saw her grimace, then adjust her breasts underneath her plates and mail shirt to seat them comfortably. “What now?”
I pointed toward the center of the cavern where in the luminescent glow twin rows of figures were lining up behind a waist high wall. We crept in that direction keeping a mound of debris between us and them and settled down close enough to observe, hoping they would soon depart and let us follow the map to our final destination. All we could see from out vantage was the figures’ torsos from the hip upward.
She started to stand to get a better look and I pulled her down in front of me. “Fool, you’ll get us noticed. Just wait for them to finish whatever they are doing.”
A dull, slow beat sounded, echoing off the walls. Eight nude and slim-built women strutted toward an equal number of men. The men were naked: lean, well-muscled and swaying to the thump of the drum. Their skin glistened in the low greenish light. When they were two feet away the women stopped and began to dance: writhe, moaning, arms intertwined above their heads.
The men’s hands reached down below their waists and their arm movements suggested they were stroking something. In seconds, huge cocks began rise into view. As thick as my forearm, heads the size of apples, they began to bridge the two foot gap between the pairs of figures.
“Goddess of Eros. They are bigger than you,” she hissed and backed up against me, her breathing getting deeper.
Brin’s hard ass was tucked firmly between my squatting legs. I’d heard of these Battle Whores, bred for action with either a steel or a flesh sword. The sight of this ceremony was obviously arousing her. Her ass now grinding against my crotch while watching these pairs mate was having an effect on me as well.
The women continued to slowly gyrate their hips while the men stroked their massive cocks. When they had reached a full two feet, the women latched on to their mate’s member two handed and miraculously stuffed the enormous heads into their cunts. They tugged and pulled at the veined shafts, somehow glistening with moisture, and thrust their hips to bury the arm-size shafts ever deeper.
The thick stench of musk in the air was overpowering. My heart was racing, my cock so engorged with blood I thought it would explode. A rage of lust was upon me. I reached around Brin and crushed her breasts in my hands. “Fuck. I’m going to fuck you now!”
She leaned back against me, eyes glistening, and in a sultry voice murmured, “You know what we like, yes?”
Gods! I had read about this sect years ago; the cunt not their preferred method of penetration and always prepared. I stabbed my hand under her cuirass and inserted two fingers into her ass hole; tight, hot, fully lubed.
She moaned, “Oooohhh,” and simultaneously looked over her shoulder—eyes half shut, panting—and reached behind for my stiff cock.
“Gonna fuck you, fuck you hard!” And I jammed four inches of my thick cock up her ass.
She reared up, forcing me to push down on her shoulders again to prevent discovery. In doing so, another four inches stuffed up her tight hole. She bit her lip, and a trickle of bl00d ran down her chin, but there was a smile on her face. “More, give me more. All of it!”
I pushed the last inches of my foot long member into her anus. Gods but it was tight and steaming, the death grip of the devil’s own furnace. I reached around her and yanked down her mail shirt freeing her breasts, squeezed a nipple in each hand as hard as I could. She let loose with a muffled, “Ahhhh…” and then choked on the bl00d and spit that had accumulated in her throat.
A hundred feet away, the eight pairs of dancers were now closer together. Only six inches of the two-foot, arm-thick cocks were exposed, the rest buried deep inside the cunts of their writhing partners. The women’s faces showed ecstasy or agony, I couldn’t tell which.
I whispered to Brin as I started to stroke my cock in and out of her ass, my hands now on her snatch and playing with her clit, “What are they? How can they do that?”
Between gasps as she rocked back and forth against my crotch and flexed her anus around my meat-pole she managed, “Chaos god… snake image… not much else know… ooohhh.”
I pinched her clit between my fingers while thrusting three fingers of the other hand into her cunt and increased my pace ramming my rod in her ass. The dancers in front of us had now fully consumed their mate’s enormous erections and were standing on tip toes, impaled on their spears.
Now the men’s cocks were moving of their own accord, no help from either partner. In and out, in and out, in and out… fully stroking two feet of painfully-thick, rigid-flesh into their partner. At the same tempo, I was thrusting my cock in Brin’s ass, fingers in her pussy, and pinching her swollen clit.
“Oh… oh… oh… oh… Eros… goddess,” escaped her lips as I felt her tense and buck on my manly rod. Across the cavern, the women, arms now at their side, began to shake and moan, an ululating sound echoing around the hall.
From my own mouth anima1 grunts were all I could manage, “Uh… uh… uh… uh…” as I hammered away.
Then a piercing wail broke thepre air, all the women screaming in unison as they were lifted off their feet. Held now five feet off the ground we both realized what was before us. The men had human torsos but the lower half was a writhing snake tail tipped with cock-shaped rattles. The women were spitted and suspended on them even deeper now, faces screwed up more in agony then pleasure.
All the while, we had increased our pace. Brin was shivering against me, hands gripping and bruising my knees in front of her, her anus clamping down, her pussy spilling fluids all over my fingers. Just as the women across the cavern shrieked even louder and began flopping uncontrollably, Brin screamed and I came with a f0rce I had never before.
As I fell against Brin’s shoulder, I saw the serpent men’s tail-cocks six feet in the air, pulsating their entire lengths. From the women’s cunts, a flood of fluid cascaded down their thighs, assuredly forming steaming pools of thick semen on the cavern floor.
Exhausted, needing support as the bl00d drained from my cock, I clasped my hands around Brin, squeezing her monster breasts, feeling her chest heaving from her continuing orgasm. We watched as the snake men’s members gradually diminished, the women slowly lowered, limbs flailing, until we lost sight of the behind the intervening wall.
Then to my chagrin and surprise, Brin blurted, “By the Goddess Eros, I want one of those.”
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“Where to now?”
I looked up over my shoulder, “Pre7ty tough haul. About a mile… and the tunnel widens.”
“Thank the gods it’s only a mile.” She jammed past me and started shuffling ahead.
“No, wait!”
I leaped forward just as she yelped and barely managed to latch onto her out-flung hand.
Holding onto her for dear life I yelled, “Fucking idiot! It’s a mile down!”
It was too late. Mile down, must have been seventy degree angle, her weight pulled us both through the slick mud for the ride of our life.
“Aaaaaaaahhhhh,” echoed off the widening corridor as we whooshed into the darkness.
Fortunately, she rolled on her back and pulled me to her chest as we careened down the path, her mail shirt taking the brunt of the sharp rocks and bits of debris.
We soon went silent, focusing on staying alive during our rocketing descent. Minutes passed and the angle lessened just before we flew out of an opening to land in a heap of muck and sticks in one end of a cavern.
Breath knocked out of the both of us, I looked around. It was a very large cavern but lit enough so we could just see the roof and opposite walls hundreds of feet away. The light, a pale green, emanated from some sort of fungus spread in patches everywhere.
She whispered, “Where the hell are we?”
“Cavern of Chaos.”
In the dim glow, I saw her eyes go wide. “You didn’t mention those cult crazies. Fuck!”
“Yes, well, the Orb is our prize and you don’t find treasure like that in normal places.”
I saw her grimace, then adjust her breasts underneath her plates and mail shirt to seat them comfortably. “What now?”
I pointed toward the center of the cavern where in the luminescent glow twin rows of figures were lining up behind a waist high wall. We crept in that direction keeping a mound of debris between us and them and settled down close enough to observe, hoping they would soon depart and let us follow the map to our final destination. All we could see from out vantage was the figures’ torsos from the hip upward.
She started to stand to get a better look and I pulled her down in front of me. “Fool, you’ll get us noticed. Just wait for them to finish whatever they are doing.”
A dull, slow beat sounded, echoing off the walls. Eight nude and slim-built women strutted toward an equal number of men. The men were naked: lean, well-muscled and swaying to the thump of the drum. Their skin glistened in the low greenish light. When they were two feet away the women stopped and began to dance: writhe, moaning, arms intertwined above their heads.
The men’s hands reached down below their waists and their arm movements suggested they were stroking something. In seconds, huge cocks began rise into view. As thick as my forearm, heads the size of apples, they began to bridge the two foot gap between the pairs of figures.
“Goddess of Eros. They are bigger than you,” she hissed and backed up against me, her breathing getting deeper.
Brin’s hard ass was tucked firmly between my squatting legs. I’d heard of these Battle Whores, bred for action with either a steel or a flesh sword. The sight of this ceremony was obviously arousing her. Her ass now grinding against my crotch while watching these pairs mate was having an effect on me as well.
The women continued to slowly gyrate their hips while the men stroked their massive cocks. When they had reached a full two feet, the women latched on to their mate’s member two handed and miraculously stuffed the enormous heads into their cunts. They tugged and pulled at the veined shafts, somehow glistening with moisture, and thrust their hips to bury the arm-size shafts ever deeper.
The thick stench of musk in the air was overpowering. My heart was racing, my cock so engorged with blood I thought it would explode. A rage of lust was upon me. I reached around Brin and crushed her breasts in my hands. “Fuck. I’m going to fuck you now!”
She leaned back against me, eyes glistening, and in a sultry voice murmured, “You know what we like, yes?”
Gods! I had read about this sect years ago; the cunt not their preferred method of penetration and always prepared. I stabbed my hand under her cuirass and inserted two fingers into her ass hole; tight, hot, fully lubed.
She moaned, “Oooohhh,” and simultaneously looked over her shoulder—eyes half shut, panting—and reached behind for my stiff cock.
“Gonna fuck you, fuck you hard!” And I jammed four inches of my thick cock up her ass.
She reared up, forcing me to push down on her shoulders again to prevent discovery. In doing so, another four inches stuffed up her tight hole. She bit her lip, and a trickle of bl00d ran down her chin, but there was a smile on her face. “More, give me more. All of it!”
I pushed the last inches of my foot long member into her anus. Gods but it was tight and steaming, the death grip of the devil’s own furnace. I reached around her and yanked down her mail shirt freeing her breasts, squeezed a nipple in each hand as hard as I could. She let loose with a muffled, “Ahhhh…” and then choked on the bl00d and spit that had accumulated in her throat.
A hundred feet away, the eight pairs of dancers were now closer together. Only six inches of the two-foot, arm-thick cocks were exposed, the rest buried deep inside the cunts of their writhing partners. The women’s faces showed ecstasy or agony, I couldn’t tell which.
I whispered to Brin as I started to stroke my cock in and out of her ass, my hands now on her snatch and playing with her clit, “What are they? How can they do that?”
Between gasps as she rocked back and forth against my crotch and flexed her anus around my meat-pole she managed, “Chaos god… snake image… not much else know… ooohhh.”
I pinched her clit between my fingers while thrusting three fingers of the other hand into her cunt and increased my pace ramming my rod in her ass. The dancers in front of us had now fully consumed their mate’s enormous erections and were standing on tip toes, impaled on their spears.
Now the men’s cocks were moving of their own accord, no help from either partner. In and out, in and out, in and out… fully stroking two feet of painfully-thick, rigid-flesh into their partner. At the same tempo, I was thrusting my cock in Brin’s ass, fingers in her pussy, and pinching her swollen clit.
“Oh… oh… oh… oh… Eros… goddess,” escaped her lips as I felt her tense and buck on my manly rod. Across the cavern, the women, arms now at their side, began to shake and moan, an ululating sound echoing around the hall.
From my own mouth anima1 grunts were all I could manage, “Uh… uh… uh… uh…” as I hammered away.
Then a piercing wail broke thepre air, all the women screaming in unison as they were lifted off their feet. Held now five feet off the ground we both realized what was before us. The men had human torsos but the lower half was a writhing snake tail tipped with cock-shaped rattles. The women were spitted and suspended on them even deeper now, faces screwed up more in agony then pleasure.
All the while, we had increased our pace. Brin was shivering against me, hands gripping and bruising my knees in front of her, her anus clamping down, her pussy spilling fluids all over my fingers. Just as the women across the cavern shrieked even louder and began flopping uncontrollably, Brin screamed and I came with a f0rce I had never before.
As I fell against Brin’s shoulder, I saw the serpent men’s tail-cocks six feet in the air, pulsating their entire lengths. From the women’s cunts, a flood of fluid cascaded down their thighs, assuredly forming steaming pools of thick semen on the cavern floor.
Exhausted, needing support as the bl00d drained from my cock, I clasped my hands around Brin, squeezing her monster breasts, feeling her chest heaving from her continuing orgasm. We watched as the snake men’s members gradually diminished, the women slowly lowered, limbs flailing, until we lost sight of the behind the intervening wall.
Then to my chagrin and surprise, Brin blurted, “By the Goddess Eros, I want one of those.”
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