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The Horde (Tyr & Forbidden6ex)

When he broke the kiss she looked up at him, her blue eyes searching his. Her body still weaving side to side a little bit still slightly shaking.. she had to force herself not to look around at the others and to keep her eyes on his.. the seeds of embarrassment still deeply ingrained, she felt a slight flush come to her face.

Slowly she slide off his cock... her pussy felt so empty as he left her. His cock was still hard and stiff as it raised up out of the water. Again she wouldn't look around as she brushed her long red hair off her shoulders and the lowered herself down so that her belly was laying in the water and she was level with his cock. Before she did anything she reached out and touched.. feeling it slide between her soft delicate hands. It felt so big and strong.. it was heavy in her hands.. Her small fingers moved up over then huge mushroom head of his cock.. her fingers tracing the slit that ran across it. She noticed the clear liquid that dripped from the tiny slit.. her fingers moved over it and noticed how slippery it was as her fingers rubbed back and forth over the top of his cock. Before Telgar had always taken her as she tried not to look at it.. but now she was not only looking at it, she was studying it, exploring it.. with such intensity that when he made it throb and and move in her hands .. she jumped " Owww!" startled .. then started to giggle.

She leaned forward .. a little bit nervous as her tongue licked across the slit at the top of his cock and tasted his pre cum.. then she wrapped her warm lips around the head of his cock and started working her soft mouth down the long shaft while her tongue swirled and licked .. her tongue milking his cock as her lips gently tugged as they worked up and down this cock.. her small hands rubbed his balls noticing how heavy then where.. her delicate fingers working them as her mouth worked up and down.
 
Telgar just watched, not saying a thing as the young girl pulled herself off of his length and dismounted from his swollen member. The small changes were already beginning to add up, from the changes in ways she moved, to the even way she now interacted with him, all the changes were having an effect, and that effect was to make her into a very sexual creature, a slave. He restrained himself from laughing as she involuntarily gave the exclamation when she inspected his length, and not obviously viewing it as a instrument of her torture, but has the source of the pleasure that she was intrigued by. What would she think, when she began to worship and dream of it, when she would beg for it, when her body would need it above everything else? A true slave couldn’t help herself, her every action, her every movement would be to keep and get her master’s attention in the hope that he would satisfy that nearly unquenchable desire that burned within a slave.

The little girl probably didn’t even realize how she was changing, and Telgar knew she probably even still held out hope of escape or freedom. Yet at this very moment she had her lips stretched round his cock and was trying to fill her belly with his seed. So Telgar relaxed and enjoyed the feeling of warm water, and the tight lips of the young girl that now worked his shaft. The experience of her tight pussy and intense orgasm, had his balls aching, and only through an immense amount of control had he made it this far, so he tried to last just a little longer. Her two hands so small against his enormous girth each holds a side of his shaft as they pumped up and down working in combination with her mouth to milk him. Even though he couldn’t see his two large balls, they felt like they would explode given the immense pressure he felt building.

Make yourself ready slut! Show them how good a slave you are and don't spill my seed.
 
Her lips and hands wrapped his cock in the warm feeling of her mouth .. her tongue licking up and down the shaft as her lips slid up and down milking his cock.. She tried to block everything else out as she just concentrated on his cock. She could feel his cock throbbing in her wet mouth the taste of his pre cum on her tongue as it licked up and down the long shaft. Her deep blue eyes where looking up over his cock as she watched his face, while her tongue teased his cock. Her mouth was so warm and wet as she pushed it towards the back of her throat, her hands sliding down the long shaft and into the warm water where she took his balls in her hands .. she could feel his balls pumping his cum into his shaft .. his cock throbbed in her mouth ,, she pushed it as deep as she could as she felt his cum rushing into the back of her throat... her lips sealed tight around his cock as she started to swallow his cum... her mouth milking it till it spilled the last of his cum on her tongue.
 
Telgar’s cock pumped in a series of blasts his hot jizz into the young girl’s mouth. Leaning back in the tub, he groaned as the young girl pumped and sucked on his length, willingly and seemingly eagerly swallowing his ample load. Each blast was met by a tight set of lips and a constant suction as she drank, no fed on his cock. The feeling was amazing and it only further solidified that the forefathers were correct and wise and that the Feeding was the perfect method of bonding between slave and master, as it satisfied both parties, in such a strong primal way.

That’s a good little slut, you’re doing it. Take it all, fill your belly, and feed on my pleasure. You have earned it.

Telgar’s large hand gently stroked and caressed the young girl as she publicly drank down his thick viscous seed. The Tubmaster, just a few feet away nods in acknowledgement of the young girl’s performance, she smiles as she stands next to the tub watching, judging the girl's performance. The young slave wasn’t given any privacy and even this most intimate of activities and moment was watched and observed by everyone in the tent, for her discomfort was irrelevant. Telgar seemed to have no issue with the situation, as he grew up in the Horde, and the way that he dealt with his slave, was watched closely, because it reflected on his very skill as a ruler. The large hand rubbed her front and belly as she milked his length.

You are improving, I am pleased.
 
She leaned over Telgars cock, thankful that her long red hair covered her face .. her face almost as red as her hair as it heated with embarrassment. She knew the others where watching, but she also knew what she needed to do, and right now her main focus was on pleasing Telgar. Her soft lips gently tugged on his shaft as she felt the last of his cum streaming across her tongue and into the back of her throat. His strong hands caressing her naked body and for some reason they felt almost warm and comforting, but inside her mind was still resisting even though her body and mouth where saying otherwise.

She slowly sat up looking at Telgar .. she licked her lips and then lightly bit them her blue eyes searching his face, not sure what she should do next.
"Master what would you like your girl to do next." she asked. her soft voice almost a whisper as she didn't want the others in the tent to hear her and think badly of her not knowing.
 
The small girl finally lifted her head off of his impressive length, after having extracted every drop of his seed from his spent shaft, Telgar nodded his appreciation as she looked up and asked what she should do next. Such was an improvement, a significant step forward in her development. His hand continued to pet her, his softening shaft lies against his lower abdomen as he looked down into her eyes, trying to see the truth of her words.

You may of course drink if you are thirsty.

Knowing full well that she’d had nothing to drink since she’d taken his water back at the post, and that the dirty tub water with the soap was near undrinkable. Still he would not force it at this moment, simply because time was on his side, and the more she did voluntarily the more she was submitting to his will. The adjacent tubs were active as the slaves, fed, drank and fucked their masters. The sounds filling the tent seemed to reinforce that there was great pleasure in serving, as most of the slaves her groaning, moaning or simply shrieking out their pleasure.

And if not then come and relax within my arms and enjoy the bath.

Telgar was ready to wrap his arms around her, and hold her. The hands of course continuing to play with her body, simply because he enjoyed touching her.
 
[ OOC- Rapedoll will now be taking over for forbidden6ex]

As her deep blue eyes gazed up at him she laid one of her hands on his broad chest.. it looked so dainty and white against his strong deeply tanned chest. The last time she had denied his feeding she had incurred his wrath and now with everybody watching.. she almost felt like crying. She didn't want to say now to him but yet she still couldn't bring herself to do it, but looking at him he didn't seem to have any of the anger he did before. So she bit her lip and moved her body against his ... resting in his strong arms as they wrapped around her holding her tightly against him.
 
Telgar didn’t say a thing when she passed on drinking his water. He just accepted her into his arms, his thick arms enveloping her as she came to rest against his chest. The arms seemed so large against her small frame, and they were so solid and dark of skin compared to her light pale skin. While they rested in the tub, Telgar’s hands played with her body. A finger in her mouth for her to suckled on, while the other hand simply rubbed her pussy. Telgar enjoyed the feeling of her soft pussy beneath his rough fingers, rubbing it while he reclined in the tub. Often a warriors would sit in a circle talking while playing with their slaves, a way to relax while things about more important things. So here to he just played with her, while relaxing.

You’ve done well; I have a gift for you when we return to my tent.

Give the nomadic nature of the Horde, bathing was something that was prized and enjoyed, as it was not always available. Warrior and slave often share the experience, taking their time to enjoy it. The Tubmaster comes by and pours some additional hot water, to keep the temperature in the vessel just right.
 
She laid against his chest, her eyes closed, relaxing, her body gave a little shudder, perhaps it was cold, her she was fighting back crying, her maybe it was just the way Telgars hands felt as the moved over her body.

When his finger came to her lips she softly parted them, letting his finger slip into her warm mouth where she softly started suckling it while still keeping her eyes closed. The water felt so warm and soothing as she almost fell asleep in his arms. Her small hands moving down his chest slowly coming to rest between his legs as they rested around his cock gently moving back and forth. She was just about asleep when she felt Telgar stand up and lift her out of the tub.
 
Telgar scooped up the girl, and lifted her small frame up and out of the tub with ease. Standing, he slowly released her so her body slides down to the ground, while touching his. Never really releasing her, one of his large arms still wrapping around her, he reaches out takes one of the hanging towels. With the towel, he begins to rub down the little girl, his hands using the towel to dry her. The towel travels up and down her legs, and over her budding chest, and between her legs as he methodically removes the water clinging to her body. Finally he uses the towel to help dry her hair.

Your turn.

Telgar says as he grabs for another towel and hands it to the sexy young thing. He steps back just a little to give her room to work on him, his dark muscular body glistening and dripping with water. One of the slave girl’s riding her master’s cock looks over at the appendage dangling between Telgar’s legs and licks her lips a slave’s sexual hunger burning in her eyes.
 
The other slaves look did not go lost on Kayla as she felt something strange almost as if it where a tiny twang of jealousy. Shaking her head, she brought her eyes back up to Talger as she took the towel from his hands...

She started at the top and worked her way down his body. First drying his arms and then working down to his strong chest.. she took her time as she studied the big mans strong chest.. the towel tracing along his fine muscled chest. Then circling around behind him she used the towel to dry his back and moved down and ran it down his legs then back up again .. using the towel she gently rubbed it around his ass, Then moving back in front of him and kneeling down she ran the towel between his legs .. careful drying his ball sack.. her hands lifting them making sure she dried under and around them then she rubbed the towel over the patch of hair at the base of his cock making sure even it was once again dry..

When she was finished she looked up at him.. he always seemed so big to her especially when she was kneeling at his feet. And then from out of nowhere almost as a surprise even to herself she moved her lips close to his cock and asked him, " Master may I have a drink now?' Without even waiting for his response she pressed her soft lips against the head of his cock.
 
Telgar stood patiently as the girl caringly and carefully dried him, not avoiding but giving proper attention to his private areas as was her responsibility. Standing their comfortable in his manhood, he made no move, but let her continue. He thought she was done and was about to move, when the little girl, moved toward his manhood and asked to drink. Telgar was surprised and pleased and nodded his head as her lips came up and began to wrap around the head of his cock. Such an amazing sight to see a girl rise up from on her knees to take one's cock into her mouth. As Telgar was preparing to let loose with his water there was a commotion. The Tubmaster had grabbed the slave girl’s head that had been looking on Telgar and his slave, and lifts her up and off of her master’s cock.

If you’re so fucking thirsty that you have to watch another master, you just had to ask for a drink you stupid cunt.

The big fat woman drives the girl’s head towards the water and her master’s cock.

You better fucking drink everything.

The Tubmaster drives the errant slave’s head under the water and onto her master’s cock, and holds it there. The warrior just laughs, seemingly not threatened in the least that his slave was momentarily preoccupied with another’s Feeding. Telgar chuckles and looks down at his own slave, and begins to urinate into her mouth, letting his bladder empty into her mouth. Ignoring the commotion, he just strokes her head as she drinks. He control the stream so that they both can enjoy the Feeding.
 
Kayla knelled in front of Telgar her warm soft lips wrapping around the head of his cock as they gently tugged and milked his shaft.. her wet tongue playing and coxing the big mushroom head of his cock as it slid between her lips.

Had she had a miraculous brake through? Not by a long shot, but as we know Kayla was young but by no means stupid. She knew what she needed to do to win not only Telgars approval, but all the others as well. She saw the way that other slave had looked at Telgar, and as bad as it seemed a bit of jealousy ran through her.. for right now as crass as he was, Telgar was the only thing she had right now. She in a moment of clarity she had asked him right there in front of everyone.. this time with the sole intent of the others seeing her. Cause she knew she not only needed his approval but she needed the others approval as well.

So right there in the middle of the bath tent with everybody watching.. not even partially hidden by the walls of the tub Kayla sucked Telgars cock working her lips for his precious juice. As soon as she tasted the golden liquid coming from his cock .. she opened her mouth letting the stream spray into her mouth as she drank, so there wasn't any doubt in anyone's mind just what she was doing.

As the last drops trickled from the head of his cock again she brought her lips around gently sucking the last few drops from his cock.. when he was done she let his cock slip from her mouth .. she stayed kneeling in front of him with her head down and eyes lowered.
 
Telgar was proud because his slave was dong an excellent display of her submission, and even if she wasn’t totally trained it gave him a sense of pride for the others to see her behaving so, especially with another warrior having a errant girl in his lap. There was some gurgling coming from the adjacent tub as the Tubmaster continued to hold the slave girl’s head beneath the dirty water. So Telgar stared down a small smile on his face as his obedient slave drank down his water, never even spilling a drop. He even felt stiffening in his length so soon after having spent his seed, because of how arousing it was to have such a sexy young thing suckling at his manhood, like a calf at her mother’s teat. The Feeding truly was a sharing and a bonding event that brought slave and master together, Telgar thought.

Excellent! You are learning and your skills are improving.

Telgar leaves her kneeling and reaches over and retrieves his leather loincloth and puts it on. The small piece does a minimal job of covering his substantial length as he pushes it all in. Saying thanks to the Tubmaster who had just pulled the head of the drowning slave up from between her master’s legs nods, and returns to punishing the girl. Telgar reattached the long chain leash to his slave’s collar, and takes the chain in hand preparing to leave. Just before he does, he jerks on the chain making the girl stand, as soon as she does he then walks around her, inspecting her shiny clean form.

Yes, you look much better now and you don’t reek like a dead animal. Continue to improve and I may even let you sleep in my furs.

Telgar slaps her ass, just before he heads for the tent flap. Were before he set a fast pace, he took his time going back to his tent, the route circuitous simply because last time her stink was a real motivation, now he wanted to show off his most recent possession.

Walk, take pride in your step. Let them know that I have the most beautiful of sluts, the sexiest of slaves, show them that you are a woman, and proud of your body.

As they made their way back to Telgar’s tent, he worked with her, to improve her step, so she walked not as some cooking cow hauling water, but a as a slave looking to entice her master.
 
Kayla kept her head lowered as Telgar reached for his loin cloth, she could hear the tubmaster and the girl struggling behind her, but she forced herself not to look up but keep her eyes lowered.
When Telgar jerked the leash she obediently stood up with out a sound. Telgar wouldn't see the small smile cross her lips as he voiced his approval.

She gave a small yelp of surprise when he slapped her ass, it sounded worse then it felt on her bare skin.

The walk back to the tent wasn't done with out some prodding from Telgar.. at first she slinked behind him, still not comfortable walking naked through the middle of the camp.. and of course you know Telgar and to take the most populated of routes. As she started to walk she kept her head down .. trying to hid herself as much as possible behind Telgar... but that didn't work for to long as he would stop every couple of steps.

"stand up straight" he would tell her " If you cant stand up straight then you can crawl"

a few more steps and again he would stop.

"stand up straight i said and press your chest up like you are proud, whats the matter with you girl? You are proud to be with me now arn't you?" he would scold her.

"Yes .. yes of course Master" she would whisper softly.

Unlike the first time when she practically had to run to keep up with him, this time he was walking slowly, almost to slowly as as paraded her across the camp.

"Hold your head up high, eyes lowered." again he said. "Let everyone see those rosy cheeks of hers"

and rosy they where as she was blushing profuse.
When they got back to Telgars tent she stopped by the pole he kept her chained to thinking he was going to leave her there again.
 
Telgar worked the girl as he paraded her across camp. She didn’t have that natural saunter that a true slave would have, well at least not yet. Very few of the tribe took more than a moment to watch her, and most only to check out her excellent body. Though she made some progress, the young girl would need additional attention before she had that sashay motion that spoke to any that watched her. Still he enjoyed showing his newest pet off as he made his way to his own tent. Finally arriving he stopped at the post just so she could see it, and understand that he could easily just leave her out there if he wished.

Telgar didn’t say a thing, as he stopped, knowing it would set her mind whirling. Finally though he broke the tension and gave the chain a jerk, and led her into his tent. Smiling he moved her beneath the tent pole that he had hung her from the prior evening. Stopping, he went and again gathered up the leather straps that he’d used previously to tie her arms off above her head.

Hands out. I have a surprise for you for being such a good little slave.

As soon as her hands were out, he ties her up at the wrists, this time not tying them separate, but together as he prepared to throw the strap over the pole above her head.
 
She was shaking as she held her hands out as he wrapped the leather around her wrists.. her wrists where still bruised from the night before. This time when he tied them he didn't tie them as tight as he had the previous night.

She watched him as he gathered the length of rope preparing to throw it over the pole above her.
Had she not been good? Had she not done everything he asked? Why was he going to punish her again?
Where all thoughts that where running through her head.
 
Telgar threw the long rope over the beam and raised her bound wrists up and over her head, far enough that she needed to stand, though she could have her legs spread. Without saying anything Telgar continued till he had her properly secured, he could see the fear and confusion on her face, and he did little to dispel it, for she was a slave and her feelings in the matter were irrelevant. Coming around to her front, he stood before her, his large rough hand reaching out and caressing her front.

You have pleased me today, and so I am going to reward you.

Telgar turned and moved over to a small pouch that rested atop a chest. He reaches into the pouch and pulls out what appears to be two gold circles, they almost looked familiar to the young girl.

I had the goldsmith work on these; I found them in your tent when I found you. I think they are going to look beautiful on you.

The young girl would now realize that the two gold circles were a very important set of jewelry her grandmother used to wear, that the barbarian now had in his hand and was playing with, though they had been modified.
 
She was glad she had pleased him, much better then the alternative. She watched him with a mixture of curiosity and fear as he moved around her.. If she had pleased him what had he tied her to the pole again?

She watched him as he brought out a small pouch, she saw something glisten gold in the light of the tent as he pulled out two small gold circles from the bag.. as he spoke she realized they had been her grandmothers. Upon seeing the girl rings she felt a mixture of feelings.. sadness, anger, hate. The last time she had seen them her grandmother had been wearing them as she laid dieing in her arms from Telgars sword.
 
Telgar puts the gold rings back down, after having shown them to the young girl. Now he comes back to the young girl standing right in front of her his massive bulk towering over the little thing, as he again reaches out and caresses her front. This time he exclusively plays with her nipples, even to the point of leaning over and suckling on them, working them till they were hard and aroused. While his mouth sucks on one of her budding breasts, the other hand is rolling the other nipple between thumb and forefinger.

Now it is time you start to look the part, and show the others that you are mine. You will wear those rings proudly and boldly so the other can see how richly I adorn my slave.

As he spoke both hands continued to pull and twist at her nipples keeping them as perky as possible. Telgar briefly let go of her nipples, and moved over to the edge of the tent were he picked up what might have been a large sewing needle, he brought it back holding it in one hand, as his other hand resumed playing with her nipple.
 
Kayla watched as Talgar put the rings down, she thought he had meant he was going to have her wear them as earrings, of course what else would he have meant?

When he reached down and started playing with her tender nipples she arched up raising up on her tippy toes as if pushing into the big mans hands.. she bit her lip forcing herself not to moan .. but her nipples where growing hard into stiff little peaks. .. a flush came to her face when a moan did finally slip past her closed lips.

she didn't even notice Telgar as he picked up the long needle.
 
Telgar made no effort to hide the long needle as his other hand worked her nipple getting and keeping it erect. The stiff perky nub grew between his thumb and forefinger as he worked it to full arousal.

You are going to look even sexier with your new jewelry. A slave and gold were just meant to be together.

Telgar lifts up the long almost metal like spike and prepares to skewer her nipple with it. He lines it up for a perfect horizontal penetration and pulls her nipple out to give him the most available space to ram the needle through.

Don’t move!
 
Kayla soon noticed the needle in Telgars hand as the other one tugged on her nipples.. terror filled her eyes as she started to realize what he was going to do.. She had seen the other slaves as they had walked around .. many of them had there bodies adorned in different places with jewels and gold. As she watched Telgar she realized he had planed to pierce her nipples..

Her eyes filled up with tears as she shook her head back and forth, but still she didn't dare say no to him as she realized in his own way he was honoring her ... but she still couldn't escape the fear at that moment as she watched the needle grow closer and closer to her outstretched nipple .. she didn't what to have her nipples pierced.. but even as she stood there in fear of what was about to happen to her.. something even more frightening was happening to the young girl, she noticed a dampness growing between her legs. .. she was whimpering.. and even as she was trying to hold still she couldn't stop from shaking, but she still kept her mouth shut struggling to hold back her protests.
 
Telgar didn’t hesitate or offer conciliatory words to ease her mind, instead just like he’d so skillfully killed her grandmother, Telgar drove the metal needle through the young girl’s nipple. The long needle sharp needle easily pierced her soft flesh, as it drove not only into but through and out of her nipple. The part protruding streaked in her blood as the small tip was followed by the wider length. The piercing needed to be large enough to accommodate the gold ring, and of sufficient size that she could wear other jewelry and things that would please him. So as deftly as he’d slain the old woman, her perky nub was punctured by the long needle.

Telgar turned and twisted the needle to confirm the hole was of sufficient size, before he withdrew the long metal spike. Satisfied, he didn’t immediately pierce the other nipple instead he walked over and took one of her grandmother’s modified earrings and brought it over and ran it through the new bleeding hole in her nipple. The gold and blood shine as he stepped back to admire his work. Trickles of blood trailing down her front, Telgar obviously unconcerned about the pain or agony he’d inflicted on her by modifying her body.
 
Her lips trembled in fear as she watched the needle drawing closer... then she reeled back in pain straining against the leather restraints that held her as she threw her head back screaming. But it was already to late the needle driven threw her tender nipple.. the blood trickling down her creamy white complexion... sobbing as Telgar twisted the needle back and forth stretching the newly pierced hole.

Tears where streaming down her face, sobbing as Telgar stepped back admiring his work.

[Sorry for the short post]
 
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