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"Spoils of War" pt 3/3
Date: 2012-12-23 03:49 pm (UTC)A cock was shoved into her quick, without mercy, and she moaned. The process was repeated with her behind, as she lied against one man's stomach as another leaned behind her. Talos guide me, she thought between rough thrusts, the stamina of Nord men. The next man managed to get himself between her breasts, and she pressed them against his length, drawing in deep breaths and letting out high pitched moans. That quickly ended as the last man pushed himself into her mouth, and her breaths were focused on sucking, running her tongue over his manhood. "Ysmir's beard, she's tight" the man inside her sex exclaimed, "eh, Ralof?". Ralof, the man in her rear, agreed. "Aye, she is". His thrusts became sloppy and he came, groaning, "Gods, she is!". The first man followed suit, and she could feel his warm release inside her. She reached a hand down as he gave a few final thrust, massaged her own clit, spasmed, and came herself. The orgasm sent her hands shaking, and the man between her breasts was pushed over the edge, and she could feel the seed splatter against her throat, sticky and warm. The man in her mouth continued, and her tongue ran over his head until the same sensation shot down the back of her throat, and she swallowed as he pulled out. The men sat on their bedrolls, panting as their erections began to soften, and each grinned at Skjoldis and raised their hands in a salute. "Soldiers, dismissed", she gasped, and wobbled to her tent.
The next morning, the soldiers were lined in position, and one stepped forward. "general" he smiled, "can this become a regular reward for victories?". She smiled back and said "depends on how well you handle an imperial camp two miles from here". She didn't wait for an answer. The soldiers grabbed their battle axes and headed towards the camp. Skjoldis grabbed a dwarven sword and shield and followed suit. After all, what kind of general would she be of she didn't reward her soldiers' good work?