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Old 07-15-2005, 04:24 PM
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I, Erika Sutherland, awoke the next morning wondering where I was. Rubbing my cheek, I felt the swollen spot where my new Viking Master and lover, Leif Thurston, had back handed me the night before. Touching the swollen spot again brought the memories of the previous day flooding back to me. My movement must have subconsciously signaled him because his arm around my waist pulled me closer to him. I lay there, looking around at the room. It was then that I noticed that someone had brought in a small table loaded down with food. Leif rolled from his side and onto his back. I saw this as an opportunity to get up and stretch.

I was still naked when I slipped from the bed. Taking one of the rolls from the table and eating it, I then walked over to the bureau. Upon opening it, I found it to be full of women's clothing. On the inside of the doors where full length mirrors. Glancing into them, I saw the swollen spot on my cheek. I thought that it would look horrible but, to my surprise, all you could see was a small knot; there was no discoloration there. It sure did feel worse than it looked.

I turned my attention back to the clothes. As I looked through them I found a very short, solid light blue house coat made of silk. I had heard the sailors that had visited my seashore town talk about the people from the Orient. They said that the woman customarily wore these types of robes. My coursity got the better of me and I just had to try it on.

I loved the way the silk glided over my naked body. Even my long sandy blonde hair seemed to glide over the silk. The color of it brought out my blue eyes. After tying the silk belt around my waist, I modeled it in the mirror. The bottom of the robe barely covered my ass and pussy. When together, the opening of the robe made a low vee that barely covered my C breasts. The feel of the silk sliding over my body made me feel like a queen. I don't know how long I modeled it in the mirror but, it was Leif, clearing his throat, that brought me back to the present.

I turned around to face him. Dropping my head, I said, "I'm sorry, sir. I shall remove it at once." I started to untie the belt and remove the robe. "Leave it on," he demaningly said. Raising my head up, I looked at him. Leif motioned for me to come to him. Reaching his side of the bed, I could see through the sheet that he once again was aroused. Looking back down at the floor, I again said, "I'm sorry, sir." "Sorry for what," he asked. "For snooping, sir," I said. Raising my head to look at him, I continued, "and for putting on the robe, sir."

Removing the sheet from his body, Leif sat up in bed and pulled my left hand down to his hard cock and stroked it with my hand. "I'm not sorry," he lustfully said. "I felt you slip from bed and watched you the whole time. As you can tell, I think the Oriental robe looks very sexy on you." Leif let go of my hand and I stood up. I had become very aroused in touching him and could feel myself becoming wet. Leif patted the bed next to him and I obeyed his unspoken command.

Once I had laid down, Leif begain to deeply kiss me as he rubbed my breast through the silk robe. I was becoming more and more aroused as he did. His hand slipped along the outside of it, down my stomach, and to my pussy. Leif continued to deeply kiss me as he rubbed my clit, causing me to climax. I moaned and squirmed as he inserted his middle finger into me; tormenting both my pussy and me.

Once Leif had finished "tormenting" me, he untied the belt and brushed the sides of the robe away from my stomach and breasts. Laying his naked body between my legs and on top of me, Leif sucked and teased first one breast and then the other. I ran my fingers through his hair as he did. He then kissed his way down my stomach and to my very wet and very swollen pussy.

Placing my legs over his shoulders so that he had better access to my pussy, Leif began to slowly lick up it. I could feel my juices flowing out of me. I moaned loudly as he continued to slowly lick me every way possible before inserting his tongue into my hole. My fingers were once again running through his hair, pushing his face closer and closer to my pussy. Leif wasn't satisified with this form of torment either until I was cumming all over his face.

With a "now I'm satisified" smile on his face, Leif wiped away any remaining juices. "MMMM Erika," he pleasingly said, "you taste wonderful. Now for the same question I asked you last night that caused you to get that knot on your cheek. Are you ready for your Master, now?" "MMM yes, Master," I said moaning. "Yes, I am."

Once again on top of me, Leif entered me with all eight of his inches. I moaned and squirmed with pleasure as he did. "Good," he approvingly said. "Very good. You learn very quickly." Looking down into my blue eyes with his blue ones, he pushed deeply into me and asked, "Who is your Master?" "You are, sir," I moaned. Pulling back and then pushing deeply back in, he asked, "What is my name?" "Leif Thurston, sir," I moaned. Leif pulled out and then back in. "What is your purpose here?" "To produce you a heir, sir," I moaned. Again he pulled out and then pushed deeply in. "And what type of heir do I prefer?" "A male one, sir," I agained moaned. Once again came his pelvic movement. "What do you want out of this arrangement, Erika." "To produce you that heir and to you please you, sir," I said moaning.

My answer surpirsed me as much as it did him but, it must have pleased him because he moaned and said "good". Leif wrapped his arms around me and increased his rythem. My finger nails began to dig into his back causing him to push in harder each time. I wrapped my legs around him, "helping" him to push in me. "Oh Master," I said. This really pleased him and he moaned, "MMM That's right, Erika." His pace increased more and soon we were cumming together. Just as we did, the fireplace turned and there stood two of his men.

Grabbing the sheet and covering our bodies, he yelled at them, "What is it? Can't you see that I'm busy." Looking down at the floor, one of them finally said, "Sorry to interrupt, sir. You told us to let you know when Errol arrived." "Oh yes," he said calming down. "Leave us. I shall be there shortly."

The men left without saying another word. Leif looked down at me and said, "I have to go. I want you to dress and wait for me in the dining hall. We will eat together. You will need your strength, Erika. Remember, I want an heir and I plan to breed you every chance I get."

After taking me back through the fireplace, Leif then left and took care of his business. I waited for him in the dining hall, just as he had instructed. When he entered the room, I could tell that he was very angery. Leif snapped at every servant that attended to us for one thing or another. By the time dinner was over, his behavior towards them had brought out my defiant side and I asked, "What is wrong?"

Slamming his goblet of wine down, he looked at me and yelled, "How dare you question me. I will tell you what you need to know and when you need to know it. Do I make myself clear?" Standing up, I yelled back at him, "I was only trying to make conversation. I just thought that if we talked about it, a solution could be reached." Once again, the back of Leif's hand fell across my cheek, this time it was the other one. Yelling at me he said, "I guess you haven't learned your lesson yet have you?"

Leif grabbed me by my arm and led me up to his room and through the fireplace. His barbarian idea was to rape me but, his roughness only turned me on. Leif was even madder because my "punishment" had turned out to be a reward for me. When he was finished with me, I was instructed to dress and follow him back downstairs. I must have looked awful; an old knot on my left cheek, a new one showing signs of bruising on the right. Even my friends who were now Leif's servants had seen what had happened in the dining hall and now could not bare to look at my face.

For the next two weeks, Leif would spend his free time "breeding" me. Some days we would spend hours in his bedroom. I began to wonder if he had treated the other woman this way or was it just me. I was afraid to ask him after the way he acted when I tried to make conversation with him that day in the dining hall. I wasn't scared of his idea of punishment, only of being hit again. My bruises were nearly healed and I did not want another one.

It was now going on seven weeks since I had been taken captive by Leif. My appetite in the mornings had become none existant, even throwing up at times, where in the evenings I could not get enought to eat. If Leif was worried any, he did not show it. He would only look at me disapprovingly when I would return to the breakfast table after throwing up or if I didn't eat much at all. I was half way relieved when one morning at breakfast he said, "I will be sailing today. I have sold all of the woman and will be needing more to sell." He looked at me, waiting for me to once again show my defiance. He was surprised when I didn't.

Later that day, I walked Leif down to the harbor where he hugged and kissed me before leaving. Just when I thought that he might actually show me a little love or compassion, the barbarian side of him once again was shown. Before getting onto his ship, Leif took me by the arm and warningly whispered into my ear, "I'll be back in a week. If I find out that you have willing let another man touch you, I will kill you. Do you understand me?" "Yes," I whispered back. I knew that he meant what he said.

By the end of the week, I had lost all my appetite. Kelsey, the main house servant, had grown fearful with worry and called for the doctor. The doctor had just finished my examination when Leif entered the room. He was mad when Kelsey and I had not greeted him at the dock. When questioned, one of the other servants told him where we were and that the doctor was with me.

Upon entering the room, Leif actually had a look of concern on his face. "What's wrong with her," he asked the doctor. His voice sounded as if he was crying. "She's just fine, Leif," said the doctor as he headed for the door. "And you should be very happy too." "Why," he asked, coldly staring at him. "If she's fine than why are you here." I could see tears forming in the corner of his eyes. "She's pregant," said the doctor, slapping him on the back. "You will finally have the heir that you have been wanting." With that the doctor left.

"Leave us," Leif softly said, staring at me. For several minutes, that's all he could do was stare at me. Finally he walked over to the bed and laid down next to me, placing his cheek on my stomach. I ran my hands through his hair and softly asked, "Are you happy?" "Yes," he whispered. I could feel his hot tears on my stomach.

My being pregant turned out to be a sexual arousement for Leif, as if he ever had the need for one. The more my stomach grew, the more Leif wanted me. We were in the middle of making love when I went into labor. That very night, I bore him a son; Leif Thurston the Second. Leif was true to his word. I was made me his queen and never again did I ever have a need or want that went unattended. From the time of our ours birth until the day that he died, Leif made it a point to tell and show me every day just how much he loved. My occassional spouts of defiancy were still remedied by the back of his hand across my cheek. All together, I bore him ten children; six sons and four daughters.
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