ENSLAVED (2) I do not know the time that has passed since the invasion and burning of my rural residence until today, wh

ENSLAVED (2) I do not know the time that has passed since the invasion and burning of my rural residence until today, when it has seemed like months that I have traveled prisoner of barbarian plunderers. After raping us, the barbarians They imprisoned me and my Greek slave, Sappho, in a crude cage on a cart, which did not require much strength and ingenuity to overcome, the problem is that We were in the middle of the crowd of robbers. Along the way they attacked another town where it was introduced to our cell one more young woman, no longer a maiden, with black hair and a dark-skinned, perhaps born in Hispania or perhaps native of Alexandria, but I couldn't ask for having lost consciousness, surely for having received the same welcome that was invited to me at the time. He looked as young as me. Apparently someone had classified us as material for luxury, because many other prisoner slaves were tied between the defaced barbarian warriors, for the same reason, no one forced us again after that hellish night. Although sometimes, during the nights, when the guards assigned to us became a little careless, it was a matter of seconds for one or more wild demons to appear trying to open the cage but the guards always returned and subdued him, and there were two occasions when they even killed the reckless libidinous man. Sappho pressed against me. It made me so sad, his blonde Her hair, always shiny and straight, now looked dirty and unkempt, her skin stained, her wounds, her bruises. Despite everything, she was the only thing that remained. Sometimes our eyes crossed, realizing that we had never Before our faces had been so close and in the depths of our eyes We saw in each other a certain very deep and incipient feeling that stirred in us. -Don't worry, we'll get out of this. If I contact someone who knows Latin, we can agree on a ransom - he used to tell him -, I will send a handwritten letter to my father, I will be concise that you must also go so that you do not There is no doubt, we will get through this together, Sappho, you'll see. Finally we arrived at the village of those people, if we could call that set of rough stone and wood fortifications a village surrounded by miserable shacks. The largest buildings stood in the epicenter of that hamlet. The three of us were evicted from the cell and introduced in a kind of inn with very high windows and several bunks. In a little while time, some old women arrived and with all kinds of herbs and potions, they They gave us drink and healed our wounds, especially our bruises. genitals and anuses, after a few days, the girls, who were six in total, We looked like new. It was obvious that they were saving us for important people or at less, very rich. As our bodies regained their smoothness, her softness, original color, her initial health, I realized that I saw Sappho with different eyes, and that she blushed very much when she saw me in turn. The others girls were very beautiful too. Three were from other tribes, one of them, Eilan was of Celtic origin, with brown hair and hazel eyes. The other girl The one who came with us was called Aline and she was the daughter of freedmen, but, Unlike me, his parents were at home when they were attacked and they murdered them in front of her, who was sobbing as she told us her story. "We must be strong, Aline, maybe we can escape," I told her, hugging her and stroking her hair. -Stop talking nonsense, no one escapes from these people, and although If you do it, you will die in the field, other bandits or wild beasts will kill you, or the cold will kill you. or hunger, anything -Aline replied, avoiding me. I was terrified like the others, but one last thing of Romanity in me strove to maintain a hope and to serve as a basis to prevent my time among the savages from turning me into one of them. During the night Sappho and I slept together, covered under thick skins that our captors gave us. "Julia, I'm afraid," Sappho confessed to me, already used to call me by my name, and his warm breath touched my lips, a short distance away yours - the most likely thing is that they will separate us and we will never see each other again. I kept a regretful silence, because it was a very feasible. -Julia I want to tell you something, before the distance tells me. -and I looked into those sky blue eyes of my now sister of misfortune-, I always had a very good time with you and I don't remember you treating me. wrong, you were always fair to me, and even more so now that you have tried to console me, because for some time now, as your beauty blossomed, it also grew in my heart a passion that is reprehensible, but that made it more intense Julia, I love you that's why I loved bathing you, dressing you and combing your hair, to be close to you and touch your skin, your body, smell you -Oh, Sappho, my love! -I exclaimed, caressing her beautiful face, smiling knowing that she reciprocated - You are so beautiful, and now I know that you love me, Now that you are my only family, you are my treasure -Oh, Julia, you were always a goddess for your beauty, I was afraid to tell you this, because if we came to love each other, the separation would be more painful, but I considered that it would also be horrible for me to take all that ardor without you knowing it maybe on the Champs Elysées we can be together and I could kiss your lips forever -Sappho, you want to kiss my lips, you say? having them so You don't do it close, come, let's give each other love, we both need it And so, carried away by an intense and sudden affection, we hugged each other. Under the covers, our lips joined in a warm kiss of pure love, our flesh vibrated in sync, due to the soul mates that housed the rough tunics were regurgitated from that hymeneum of love feminine and the flesh gave itself to the flesh, loving us, giving us a pious drink of exquisite honey in the middle of that sea of nightmarish acibar. Sappho, who had heard things from other Greek slaves, knew how to caress my grateful breasts, which finally received a caress in for so long, making me moan and tremble with desire and love, our authentic first time, with my beloved slave, who now enslaved me with her tender kisses and caresses. Aline, the young free woman, dark and voluptuous, woke up surely and stayed listening to the moans and phrases full of love that We exchanged with my beautiful Sappho. I felt the blanket rise and I received, hugging her she was looking for a little warmth, physical and emotional, my lips kissed her Aline had never kissed anyone, neither man nor woman but We transmit a calming and incandescent energy to each other, and soon the caresses made her moan too, within this intoxicating mess of snorts and feminine aroma the mouths kissed any portion of meat that came across them, they mercilessly sucked any hardened nipple they sniffed, They sucked on some other mouth, sucked on tongues, tasted on some clitoris. eliciting sweet exclamations from its owner the hands touched everything This is how we manage to make life in captivity more bearable, each night, together with Sappho with whom we were in love, we showed it to each other without modesty, and Aline joined us, shortly after the Celtic girl perked up and finally both, from other barbarian tribes and there were crazy nights when. in a bed of straw he made passionate love to a buxom Teutonic redhead, In another, Sappho taught the Celtic girl Eilan, and Aline applied what she learned into a robust young blonde after thirteen days, I think the six young women We had had sex with all of them we could all say that we kissed each mouth, We licked each vagina, we sucked each nipple and what was not left in our companions of captivity curve that our hands will not caress. One night the lighting of the fire seemed excessive to me, and we hear cries of fighting, screams of women and cries of children, the clash of weapons, the neighing of horses -You have to be kidding, is another tribe attacking you? Barbara? -I commented, looking for some means or object that would allow me to reach one of the tall small windows to confirm my suspicions. Aline wanted that they were the legions, but in order not to discourage her too soon, I did not tell her that we should be able to hear the sound of armor, trumpets and Latin orders from the centurions no, we were definitely attacked by other barbarians, and from what I could sense, our captors were losing. An intense knock echoed on the thick oak door. our stone chamber. The girls screamed in fright, and to my surprise, I No. He had unconsciously taken on the role of staying calm to help the others to better endure this bitter setback of fate. There was another knock, and a third, and then another the wood began to crack and the splinters to fly, They were using an ax without a doubt, it had to be one of those gigantic ones, used by the Nordic warriors. -Here we go again -I thought- and perhaps these will be my last moments in this life As I considered this, a mysterious calm came over me, but not so. the other girls, especially Sappho who clung to my arm, sobbing with new. The doors finally opened and we could see several silhouettes shadowy images of robust warriors dressed in horns and leafy skins, but There was something different in their attitude, they didn't rush at us Immediately, among them a thinner one emerged, carrying a torch, who He approached us, watching us carefully, looking for something or someone. The mysterious inspector mumbled something in his wild language and His subordinates moved towards us, subjugating us in a short time to despite the desperate cries of some, but they limited themselves to tying our feet and hands and to be gagged and then carried on someone's back of those colossi. Is it possible that my father has hired another tribe of barbarians to look for me or are they capturing us to resell us? Had I preferred to stick to the first possibility, but the second was more in line with the disastrous reality, despite my hopes. -Sappho, be calm! -I managed to tell him before they put on a cloth bag over my head. We were put back into another cart. I felt calm to see that neither I nor any of the other girls were forced into this second attack. There was no doubt in my mind, the mission of those people was to specific recovery, perhaps the family of one of the young barbarians or perhaps from the Celtic clan to which Eilan belonged. A few hours passed, until dawn. When we They removed the hoods, we found ourselves in a village very similar to the previous one. They gave us fruits and water, we had to have breakfast inside the cart, which was the the same one in which Sappho, Aline and I arrived at the first village, where we were about a month. Then some men came. The red-haired girl was happy suddenly and was soon released. He hugged some guys who must have been his relatives. I saw how an old bearded man owed a heavy bag to what seemed to be the leader of our new captors. I understood that we had been abducted to ask for ransoms for us, I immediately communicated my conclusions to Sappho. -I will tell them to allow me to send a letter to my father, "We're going back, Sappho, have faith," I told her, caressing her to reassure her. I will also tell my father about you, Aline, that you are a free person. "I appreciate it," she replied, not very convinced, but smiling slightly. At noon, several armed men opened the cage and with With crude signs, they gave us to understand that we should get out of the ill-fated vehicle. Apparently they had orders to treat us with some finesse, although their eyes resplendent with lustful savagery, they did not think the same and that radiance in their looks, it scared me a lot, although deep down, I was attracted to that mysterious and abysmal part of me that enjoyed that fateful night continued with life that demon They led us to a kind of gray stone castle. Their bare walls, except for some shields and weapons hanging on them, as well as torches, some of which were lit by the darkness of several sections, attributable to a poor design, but what else could be expected of these people. We finally arrive at a rectangular room, quite wide, with square windows distributed on its walls, interspersed by torches and more weapons or shields, more attractive than those in the hallway. There were more men around a wooden table, eating and drinking. I could see that the redhead was among them, from the way one of the subjects hugged her, I knew that Maybe it was her husband or her boyfriend I envied her for her good luck, to find herself except so soon, in the meantime, I should use all my cunning to get out out of this quagmire, and perhaps save the others. I saw the leader again, sitting in the back on a throne that was only a larger wooden chair with more carvings than the rest. He was about fifty years old, with muscular and scarred limbs, which I could see because of the short tunic he was wearing. He had a thick black beard and slanted eyes, full of cunning coldness. He stood up when he had us in line in front of him, he examined us, not without a certain desire. His eyes stopped further that everything in Sappho and in me. "I understand that there are Roman women among you," he said, to me. surprise, with a cavernous voice and clumsy Latin. "Yes, it's the three of us," I answered immediately, indicating Sappho and Aline too. The barbarian stood in front of me. It reached up to his chest wide, it was a true colossus. With a surprisingly soft and gentle gesture, He lifted my chin to see my face. He was a smart man, maybe I could understand myself with him. It didn't cause me the same repulsion as the rest of them. -And what will I do with you? -he asked, retiring to his throne, looking at us, imposing. -Listen, sir. "Wiglaf, boss Wiglaf," the boss told me, finally introducing himself. "Great chief Wiglaf," I said then, "my father is a very rich, will pay a large ransom, for the three and perhaps for the other two Wiglaf raised one of his bushy eyebrows and asked me: Why What do you want to free the others? Why don't you take care of saving your own skin? -These two are my Roman friends, and the other two, I don't "I would feel good leaving them behind," I responded, trying to keep his gaze, which Now she looked curious. -I see, you are very honorable, although you should not count on "That your father wants or can save more people than you," said Wiglaf. For the Celtic girl will come in the next few days, she is the daughter of a clan friend of ours, same as Princess Gudrun - and the three Romans saw the voluptuous blonde and blushing that she had been a fellow prisoner, it never crossed our minds that it could be a princess. -What will I do with you, then? The Romans are not very loved by these directions - Wiglaf insisted. I took several steps towards the boss, some of his guards They prepared to pierce me with their spears, but Wiglaf made a sign to them and They stopped, realizing that not even with a murderous fury possessing me could I represent some kind of threat against their burly leader. -Please, sir, I beg you, let me send that letter, my Father will pay you, I swear - I was on the verge of crying, but I had to show myself strong before my friends and before that man who wanted to break my serenity. -I don't know, brat. Maybe you're right, but the Romans aren't forgive They will harass us and we will have to emigrate further north, my people and I We're tired of this I wonder if it's worth all the trouble? -Please, sir! Name the price - on this, I knelt before him and I bowed my forehead until it almost touched the cold rock floor, have mercy on us please Behind me, I thought I heard Sappho sobbing, I must have It is very difficult for you to see me in that position. -The Romans have not distinguished themselves much for their piety toward us," said Wiglaf. -I'm sorry to hear that, sir, truly, but I appeal to your compassion, please, sir, my father is very rich I will tell him that you treated us very finely, it didn't hurt us at all, please, sir -I didn't feel humiliated, rather driven by my desire to help Aline and Sappho. -And what would you say if I told you that I was fascinated by the beauty of your blonde friend and I plan to fuck her all night? Hearing this, Sappho uttered a frightened exclamation and began to beg them not to hurt him. Things were getting bad, but still, I had to keep my blood cold. "Sir," I said, touching his knees, "sir, I ask you, don't I hurt my friends -You are my prisoners, I can do whatever I want to you. -Yes, I know, but I ask you not to hurt them, they have already suffered. too much Mr. Wiglaf, take me -and he looked at me with more curiosity than before-, I will do what you ask me, without resisting, but please do not hurt my friends -Stand up, Roman. I obeyed him, looking into his gray eyes. "Get naked," he ordered. I didn't care that the room was full of people, I thought about Sappho and Aline. My rough tunic fell to the ground, and I did not stop feeling a certain notion of vanity when many men let out murmurs of astonishment, even Wiglaf opened his eyes, marveling at my charms. -How old are you? -he asked me, while his hands were already They rubbed my skin. -16 -I answered. "Impressive, you are a goddess," he told me, ecstatic, understanding that if I forgot some modesty and appealed to my cunning, I could achieve a lot with that man, my move had been masterful - How did you are you calling? -Julia Serena, sir. -Are you saying that you will sleep with me in exchange for neither me nor my men bother your friends? -That's correct, sir. -Would you suck me right now, in front of everyone, if you I order? I think I blushed and got very scared, but I couldn't destroy my facade, I replied: -I will do it smiling if it guarantees the immunity of my friends, because they have already suffered a lot. -And you haven't suffered the same? Why are you exposing yourself now? -Sir, I am glad that you like my body, because it is yours to Have fun, keep my friends safe and I will follow your orders, no matter what. complain, without opposing Something in his touch I was beginning to like, that man made me It seemed different, and I soon realized that it wouldn't be so difficult for me. please him. Wiglaf pulled out a huge, thick, veiny member that matched with his Herculean body. I got on my knees before him, trying to forget the people behind my back. I had never done anything like this, but I listened to the stories of slaves and read some libels, so I had an idea. I licked that penis. Wiglaf shuddered. I started kissing him and licking it, wondering how I was going to swallow that big cock, and the idea of sleeping next to that man I soon began to get soaked I got a taste for fellatio, and my tongue happily ran over that upright flesh, which was soon going to penetrate me Then I tried to swallow it, barely managing to insert its glans. His huge hand rested on my head, urging me to swallow more, and it really made me I struggled, managing to swallow a third of that precious dragon. "That's enough, little one, use your tongue," Wiglaf whispered to me. I dedicated myself to licking and kissing the nose of that thing, until I felt it vibrate, and I instinctively opened my mouth and received the German's cum, savoring his semen mixed with my saliva. The boss gasped, seemed satisfied, while his The guards applauded, whistled and hailed the feat of their leader. Wiglaf stammered a few orders in his barbaric dialect and my friends were escorted out of the room, and the boss carried me on his sturdy arms, naked, assured me of the calm of my friends and took me to her chambers, placing me on a bed of cotton and feathers. I didn't know what to think, I was enjoying that moment. Wiglaf looked at me standing, undressing. I felt so good knowing how much that warrior wanted me, how beautiful I seemed to him and I admired him, his muscular warrior body, perhaps his face was not Greek sculpture, but Wiglaf was the closest to my archetype of man, everything My body burned with desire. He lay on top of me, holding on to his limbs. perfect so as not to crush me, and he kissed me on the mouth, burning my tongue with his Breath, is it possible that I am falling in love with this man? I asked myself. Wiglaf began to kiss and lick me, paying close attention to my round breasts, which he knew how to caress in a way that made me flutter like a voracious fire, soon we were touching each other, I loved rubbing his cock, and already He kissed her mouth without any grimace of disgust. "Suck it again," he asked me, I leaned down again and went back to savor that big cock, trying with genuine effort to swallow it all. Wiglaf He sighed and caressed my beautiful naked body at his disposal, putting his fingers in my pussy, which for the first time was going to be penetrated consensually, and was going to receive pleasure. Wiglaf stopped me and laid me on the bed, lowering his mouth until he reached my shell, which he devoured in a combination of barbaric delicacy. Needless to say, I writhed with pleasure in his bed, while my king He held onto my contoured thighs, which were his Wiglaf sat on the bed, and with great ease he made me sit on his legs, remaining our breasts facing each other, little by little, I sat down on his bar, I closed my little eyes and I savored my first pleasurable penetration like never before The barbarian chief was kind and did it slowly, his cock It seemed to have no end, it seemed like a hydra's head regenerating ad infinity. and getting into my pussy. I hugged him and left him in charge, while I He whimpered and went mad with lasciviousness. Gradually, that monster entered his totality, and Wiglaf raised me and lowered me firmly and slowly I lost count of my orgasms that night, our mouths did not stop kissing, until Wiglaf separated me and told me to act like a dog, I thought he wanted my ass, but He put it into my fissure again, this time with greater precision, and I dug my fingers into it. nails in his sheets, screaming while my king, undaunted, tightly clinging to me little wasp waist, entered and exited me, showing me what a male was barbarian Wiglaf grabbed me by my long black hair and increased his pangs, his huge cock had me on the Champs Elysées Wiglaf started panting and puffing, he was going to cum. I He took it out and forced me to take it back into my mouth, but he miscalculated and all my face was a victim of his hot spit. With his cock he dragged his semen to my lips, where it was lost in the voracious abyss, then he used his fingers to feed me with your hot milk. Finally, I cleaned his penis with my mouth and I was able to get a little more milk. We sleep together. After a while, a servant brought food for my. Still naked, the king decided to spoil me, he fed me grapes in his mouth, He kissed me non-stop. We were cramped and naked, in a matter of minutes We were going to fuck again. -You are the most beautiful woman my arms have ever held, Julia Serena -she confessed, caressing my face-, with time, you will learn to appreciate me, and maybe love me -You have been wonderful, sir. -Tell me Wiglaf. -Wiglaf, I enjoyed a lot with you, in fact, this is my first real time, if you know what I mean -You are very noble and brave, Julia, you take care of your friends, exposing your life and your honor. That quality of caring about others is the suitable for a queen That really caught me by surprise. It never occurred to me become the wife of a barbarian leader. And Wiglaf was not just any barbaric, added this to the fact that I loved him. I didn't know what to answer him. -Perhaps with me you will not have many comforts that you had in Rome, but think about it, my love, you would be a queen, and I rule over many men. "Give me a day to think about it," I replied. Without another word, Wiglaf made love to me again, with renewed tenderness, his power was wonderful, we fucked almost until dawn and I experienced great satisfaction at dawn hugging a man she loved him, she had made a decision. To be continued