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The Horde (Tyr & Forbidden6ex)

Kayla watched as the old woman started pulling salves and oils out of her worn leather bag. Kayla didn't say anything for a long time she just watched the old woman. It was obvious to Kayla that the old woman must have been able to see the welts and bruises covering the young teen. Some of the welts had opened and where red and raw and looked inflamed. Her vagina and anus where ripped and heavily bruised. Her insides felt like they had been through a meat grinder. When the old woman asked if she was hurt she leaned back putting her head against the post, her eyes filled with tears and her lip trembled. She nodded, " Yeah, I hurt everywhere." Kayla replied.
 
The old woman nodded as the young girl complained that she hurt everywhere. So she reached into her leather satchel, and drew out another jar with contained yet another concoction. Dipping her fingers into the jar, she extracted a very viscous gel.

Open your legs girl, and let’s see what I can do for you.

The touch wasn’t sexual at all; it was just an administering of the slimy sticky substance. The old woman rubs in on, while massaging the effective area, working the various bruises and welts, taking time to apply ample amount of the stuff to each area. She couldn't help but remember how the same had been done to her when she was newly captured.

Now get on your knees and we’ll fix that ass and pussy of yours.

The woman rubs the gel and then salve onto Kayla’s ass and then her abused pussy. Though the stuff didn’t smell good, it would seriously promote healing and relieve the pain, making the areas tingle with a warming heat.

I know it hurts girl, but I’ve seen worse. This should help start the healing process and reduce the pain. You need to eat; it will help you keep up your strength and allow you to rejuvenate faster.
 
Kayla watched as the old woman rubbing the suave into her wounds. She couldn't imagine this old woman once was like her.

"You said you where captured by his Grandfather?" Kayla asked the old woman.
"Well surely you could have escaped at some time? why are you still here?"

Kayla watched the old woman's face as she spoke. "Has anybody ever escaped from them before?"
 
The old woman worked all the areas of damage by the girl’s recent encounters with Telgar. Her wrinkled hand skillfully applies the gel to each area, working it in. The girl’s questions weren’t a surprise, many of the young girls that were captured were alone, afraid, and unsure of what was happening to them. She tried to help, because she like them had felt the same way when she was first captured.

Escaped at some point, sure it was possible. However, to do so is unlikely and what they would do to one so foolish is very unpleasant.

The girl asked if anyone actually had made it, the old woman carefully choosing her words.

I don’t know if anyone has made it, but it doesn’t matter, because in the end this is home. The children at your mother’s teat will be members of this clan, as will the whelps you will throw. I know this is hard to believe, but you will in time come to desire his touch, to feel his manly caress, to have his spear buried deep in you.

The elderly woman stopped, she seemed to be thinking about something, reflecting on a memory, and though the girl couldn’t see it a dampness was growing between her legs.

I know it seems horrible and you want to flee, but take this knowledge, I would do it all again. I miss him, I miss laying between his legs and feeding, I miss being thrown into his furs and being taken, I miss serving at his feet. Just know that girl.

How could she explain the pleasures of serving a man, of truly being owned by another, and how she'd found her true calling.
 
Kayla sat back and listened as the old woman spoke. She found it hard to believe that she would ever come to welcome his touch.

Yet as she listened she saw a glow about the woman's face. And Kayla realized that this woman really meant what she had said.

When the old woman finished as she was getting ready to leave Kayla asked.
"I'm dirty, I really need a bath, but if i ask him will he be mad again?"
 
The old woman smiled as the girl mentioned her lack of cleanliness, and her predicament with Telgar.

Girl you are not powerless, if you want something you just have learn how to ask for it. Don’t ask to be given a bath, instead ask to bathe him.

As the woman talks her hand strokes over the bruised areas caressing the young girl’s body, her mind reminiscing how she once had a body like this young girl, and what fun it was to be young, writhing beneath a strong man.

Find your solutions in serving him, he’s a man, sometimes he a rational thing, and at other times, he’s a beast, but he will always be guided by the lovely thing between his legs. Learn how to give him pleasure, and you will be surprised how much pleasure you will get in kind.
 
The old woman's response set her back a bit. " You mean i should just ask to bath him, his naked body, bath him?" Kayla looked away from the old woman blushing.

Then she looked back to the old woman and nodded, " I will try," Kayla said.

Kayla watched as the old woman got up and left moving over to the other girl a few tents away. She wasn't quite sure how she was going to be able to force herself to do it, but she guest she would have to learn a new way of living. That was if she wanted to live any kind of life. Perhaps in time she would be able to get away from him. But right now she was in no position to go anywhere.

Kayla for the most part had gave up any attempt to cover herself anymore with her arms. Most people just walked by her with out paying any mind to her anyways, and she was growing accustomed to being naked.
 
The sun kept moving till it reached its zenith, the warmth of its ray beating down on the young girl. Telgar came ambling back, his course heading directly to the small girl chained to the post. He stepped up, right in front of her his legs spread a bit as his substantial body cast it shadow over her. His face hid in shadow, as the sun was just behind him, he looked down at pathetic little thing sitting there.

Its time you Feed.

Telgar stands right out in the open for all to see, reaches into his loincloth and extracts his length. Fully expecting her to do it in broad daylight, in front of any body just passing by. He seemed to have no hesitation or concern that other might see or watch her doing this, his length far from hard, hangs loosely from his hand, its size still impressive even in this condition.

You need to maintain your strength and energy.
 
His presents was not lost on her as he made his way across the camp. People would stop to talk to him but he just grunted and passed them off. He looked like a man with a mission and the way he was looking at her she was the mission.

She told herself to relax and to calm down.. but the closer he came the bigger he would seem and the more frightening. And then he was standing right in front of her his hands on his hips looking down at her. He always made her feel so small and helpless.

When he so proudly and shamelessly pulled his loincloth to the side exposing his cock in front of her face. She turned beet red her head turning from side to side to see if anybody was watching. She couldn't believe he wanted her to do that right here out in the open for anyone passing to see.

When she turned her head back in his direction he was looking down at her like he expected her to willingly comply and be greatfull. Looking at his cock now she couldn't help but remember when she had seen that man from the gypsy camp getting out of the lake from bathing. Though she was young and hiding in the bushes she couldn't help but remember how funny she thought his little cock looked dangling between his legs after he had just gotten out of the cold lake. Now looking up at Telgar his cock looked anything but little or funny. As a matter of fact she was probably more afraid of his cock right now then if he was welding a sword.

She leaned forward slowly.. one of her tiny hands going out and bracing itself on one of Telgars thighs. Her hand white and delicate against the strong thick muscles of his thighs. A stark contrast to his deeply tanned skin. She lifted her lips up to his cock.
 
Telgar stood looking down at the small young girl, covered in various dried fluids and dirt. Yet he was pleased when she sat up, leaned in, and lifted her lips up to his cock. His father had said, ‘Son there are few sights more able to arouse a man than a woman on her knees her mouth filled with your cock’, and Telgar could easily see the meaning of his father’s words. As he stood there a member of clan came by, walking beside their horse, and didn’t even slow their pace as they went by Telgar and the young girl.

Good girl, come now and fill your mouth with my manhood, and draw forth your meal.

The girl still collared her chain a leash tied to a post, made her seem no more important than a dog. Holding the thickening fleshy monster, Telgar held it out for her to consume. Maybe someone outside the tribe would have seen this as unusual or event strange, but the Horde consider each captive a baby to be fed and raised, and the Feeding was no different than a mother nursing her infant. The nursing period would go on for some time helping to establish the bond between captive and captor. His free hand grabs her head and encourages her efforts.

Suck my cock, you filthy little thing. And this time you better not waste any.
 
Kayla had been kneeling, her butt back against her heels and now she lifted up so that she was level with Telgars cock her soft hands running up his thighs before they came to rest just just below his balls. She closed her eyes as she heard a man walk by, trying to block out all the other sights and sounds. She couldn't tell you if the man had been looking or not she tried not to notice

She soft lips brushed against his cock and then she let her tongue lap out and circle around the head of his cock before she brought her lips around it.. she sucked it into her mouth her tongue stroking the underside of his cock as she worked her lips down the shaft and back up ... her mouth was warm and wet as she suckled and licked.. her small hands brushing against his balls.. she could feel his cock growing, and throbbing in her mouth. She let her saliva cover his cock as it slid in and out. her tongue kept licking and and stroking it in her mouth. Her tongue playing across the big mushroom head as she started to taste his pre cum. Her soft hands cupping his balls she could feel them growing heavy.

She opened her eyes and looked up at Telgar he was looking down watching her suckling on his cock. She blushed softly and lowered her eyes as her head moved up and down his cock. Her mouth was rich with saliva as it dripped down his cock her mouth soft and wet.
 
Telgar stood firm as the young girl seemingly more eagerly worked his cock. Her tongue running up and down his growing length, as her tiny hands played with his big balls. When she opened her eyes and looked up, Telgar smiled down at her, showing her his approval of her efforts.

Good, excellent! Doesn’t that taste good, I can tell you want more.

The sexy little girl’s mouth stretched as she filled more and more of her mouth with his cock. Telgar enjoyed it as his cock continued to grow, getting harder and harder, his length now slick in her spittle. Paying no attention to people coming or going, Telgar just enjoyed the view beneath him, and missed the two younger boys each probably in their mid teens, who stood a distance away watching, laughing and joking as kids did at that age. They stood behind Telgar so he couldn’t see them and watched, each had a hand between their legs, as they played with their own cocks, obviously enjoying the young girl’s humiliating position.

See how much easier it is when you just do as I tell you. You see making me happy, makes you happy. Just think how good its going to feel when your belly is full of my cum.

I will feed your hunger.

What could be more personal or more satisfying than the Feeding. The same as a mother feeding her child at her breast, a man could feed his captive with his cock. Each could be very satisfied and feel good about the act and the result. So he stood there patiently letting the girl work towards her meal. His cock getting ever closer as her young mouth suckled on it.
 
When Telgar looked down and smiled at her she lowered her eyes blushing profusely.
Then she head some boys giggling and when she looked over she saw some boys, that looked to be only 3 or 4 years older then herself. Her stomach felt nervous as she felt so ashamed as the watched her as her mouth worked up and down Telgar's cock. One of the boys looked a lot like one of the boys from back at the gypsy camp that she used to have a crush on, and now here she was on her knees between Telgars legs with his cock in her mouth.

The boys presents oblivious to Telgar as he enjoyed the feeling of Kayla's mouth wraped around his growing cock. Kayla just wanted to finish and get it over with so she closed her eyes and forced herself to go on knowing all the time that the boys where watching and where getting quite aroused as they started to rub there own hard cocks.

Kayla pushed his cock a little to deep and gagged as it tickled the back of her throat. Her lips tugged the long shaft gently massaging it with her tongue. Her mouth warm and juicy, drool dripping down her chin and landing on his balls where her fingers where sliding over his heavy sacks filled with his seed.
 
Telgar’s two big balls hung in their sack between his legs, dangling and swaying to bobbing motion of the young girl working his cock. The girl worked more and more of his cock into her mouth showing her growing skill and comfort with his massive manhood. The thick member pulses and throbs within her mouth as he watched her, his cock responding as any man would to a sexy woman. The more the girl used her mouth and hand on his cock and balls the closer he got.

That’s it girl, work that cock, show it how much you love it, how much you want its treasure.

His hips were already rotating, as Telgar got more and more into the girl’s efforts. The pressure was building and he was enjoying it, he knew he was getting close.

I am going to fill that little slutty mouth of yours full. I want to watch as you drink my cum down, you filthy little cunt. Open wide!

Telgar knew he’d reached the point of no return, and grabbed his cock from her. One hand holds her head back, and the other his cock Stroking his own cock, he lewdly began to direct its blast, watching as his cock began to spew it massive load. Telgar wasn't the only one that had reached the goal, the boys a ways back obviously were doing the same, though the ground was the only recipient of their seed.
 
As Telgar compliments didn't go unnoticed as Kayla blushed even more, as her head moved up and down his cock. She could feel his cock thickening and throbbing .. his hips where thrusting his cock hitting deep in her mouth as her saliva ran down his shaft. He was grunting she could feel him getting closer which made her suck faster and harder as if milking his cock with her mouth.

The boy's had stopped laughing and where now making there own sounds of grunting as the watched her wishing it where them she had her mouth wrapped around. From where they stood they had a good view as Telgars cock, slick with her drool, slid in and out of her mouth.

When Telgar grunted so did the boys as he pulled Kayla's head back.. she held her mouth open knowing what was coming as Telgar filled her mouth with seed.
 
Telgar guided his cock as it blew it load into the young girl’s mouth, which was dutifully open and ready. That two boys were standing a ways off spewing their seed into the dirt was of little concern to him. With his massive hand wrapped around his thick shaft he was able to control his orgasm, guiding it to her mouth, and stopping the flow till it blasted again. Telgar grunted as he fed the young girl.

Now swirl it around, and taste my seed.

Telgar was doing this because the last time he’d blasted his load into her throat, he had his cock buried deep, and he wanted her to know truly how he tasted.

Now open wide again, don’t swallow.

Having clamped down on the head of his cock, he let go another blasting rope of cum, letting it hit the top of her mouth, the pungent smell of his cum filling the air and her mouth. The last blast is followed by him milking his cock, the tip drooling still more cum.

Now slowly swallow, I want you to taste every bit of it. Then when you’re done you can clean my cock.
 
Red faced she held her mouth open trying not to show her disgust and embarrassment as he emptied his cum into her mouth. The taste was bitter and salty as she let it roll over her tongue holding her mouth open to show him his cum inside.. slowly she let it roll around in her mouth before letting it slide down her throat.

When she had swallowed the last drop of his seed she lowered her head and starting at the base of his balls her tongue swirled around licking and cleaning up any of her spittle and any of his cum that may have dripped down his shaft.. her tongue slowly and carefully moving along his cock making sure she cleaned any traces of his cum with her tongue.

When she was done and his cock had started to reseeded and she was sure that he had been satisfied she looked up at him.

" Please,.. Master.. may i be allowed to bath you?" she asked
 
Telgar watched as the young thing did exactly as instructed and cleaned his ample length. Her tiny hand holding his manhood, as her tongue lapped and licked his thick shaft, removing all of his seed as she ate it all. Then she looked up and asked if she could bathe him. A significant improvement, even if self serving, but then wasn’t that true of most things. However, no matter her question, it was the honorific that she applied that pleased Telgar the most.

Well … well … my dirty little slut, I think we could make that happen. You will bathe me before dinner tonight.

His hand help holds his cock as he plays with her mouth, teasing her, the activity almost playful as they stand there in the open for any to see.

So are you thirsty?

Telgar asks, the second part of the feeding not done, his eyes watching, judging her words, because he knew that she was far from truly serving. Some served faster than others, and that it just didn’t happen overnight, but in the end all served or died. Still he saw positive improvements and was pleased. The boys could be seen retreating around a tent so as not to garner Telgar’s attention.
 
She blushed and lowered her eyes,

" NO master, perhaps after your bath if i may be allowed to drink later. "

she had no intention of saying so right out here in the open, no matter how thirsty she should become, but she couldn't come right out and say it or she might face his wrath once again. She was glad the boys where no longer watching her but she still felt uncomfortable out in the open.
 
Though Telgar would have preferred she drank of him, he could accept her answer for the Feeding was not of force, but of sharing, a method of bonding. Yet he found it disheartening after her rather satisfactory performance.

So be it.

She might have expected him to put his cock away, but instead he just keeps his hand around his softening length, as he begins to urinate on her.

Then know what you could have had.

The stream purposely aimed at the young girl, spraying her as she kneeled there, her small body dripping in his water, a puddle forming beneath her.

Were you raised to waste food at your table, to squander what is provided for you? Then see what you have given up, and let this remind you of your decision.

Telgar just kept peeing on her ready to empty his entire bladder on her.
 
Kayla made a little sound of distress as the piss washed over her and down into the dirt and splashed up more mud and dirt on her already filthy body. Finally before Telgar finished she leaned into the stream of piss and opened her mouth .. she didn't swallow all of it.. most of it flowed down her chin and down the front of her breasts, but the act wasn't intended to drink it it was to show Telgar respect and although she didn't drink much of it she still drank some as it filled her mouth. ..

When it seemed like he had finished she just lowered her eyes and said, " Sorry Master."
 
The small girl apologizes and Telgar just nods as he puts his cock back in to his leather loincloth. That she tried to capture the last of it again pleased him, and diminished his displeasure a small amount. Still he knew what he did would be a reminder for her, as the sun dried her moist skin and hair bringing forth the pungent aroma of his water.

You will get better, and learn to please me in all ways.

He left her in that condition making no attempt to clean or move her out of the wet puddle that was soaking into the ground beneath her. In a moment he was gone again without so much as a goodbye, leaving her sitting there leashed and chained like a animal. People coming and going, any on passing too close could smell the reek and know of her failure to properly serve him, all looking at her with disgust and loathing, her body a testament to all of her unsuccessfulness. Many make derogatory comments about her parentage, lack of mental facilities and just pure laziness. None seemed to be impressed or even notice that beneath the mud, dried cum, urine and bruises was an attractive young girl. Most looked on her as if she were nothing more than a mangy dog that needed to be disciplined for bad behavior.

Telgar wouldn't return for hours, till the sun was starting to set.
 
She felt embarrassment as people stopped to laugh, hiding her face as she let her long red hair fall down around her. No matter where she moved on her short leash that was attached to the post she couldn't get away from herself or the smell of her pungent aroma. She had never felt so dirty and ashamed in her whole life and she was glad that no one she knew could see her like this.

She was hoping that Telgar would still let her bath him cause she needed to get cleaned up herself. She sat watching the tent waiting for Telgar to come back .. this time she would be genuinely happy to see him.
 
A tribe such as the Horde that was always on the move couldn’t afford to give each tent a tub or bath, so they were shared. They were located in a single tent that was tended by some of the older females. The water carried and brought by young men or slaves being punished, the water heated either by rocks being dropped in for steam, or pots with water put over a fire and mixed with cold water. The tribe had three copper bathes that it traveled with, each large enough for a warrior and his captive.

Telgar exited his tent, and confidently strode over to the pole. Even he found it hard to ignore the strong heady almost overpowering aroma that surrounded the young girl. Telgar knew that not all punishment came by such things as the whip or hand, and that something like this could be just as effective as the others, and maybe even more so at times. So he again loomed over her, his large bulk towering above her small prone frame.

Well you reek like some dead thing the dogs dragged in. You have to be the filthiest little slut, I’ve ever taken.

Telgar waves his hand back and forth as if trying to fan away the wretched smell that assaulted his nostrils. Inwardly he was proud of his work, and almost wanted to laugh at her predicament.

I think I’m going to go fuck me a clean little bitch, because I wouldn’t stick my dick in something as nasty and dirty as you.

He continues to play with the girl, knowing he was manipulating her, taking away her very soul and personality, crushing it beneath his dominate personality, knowing he would later rebuild her into a completely different person, bringing forth the things that were buried within every woman. Those same things that instinctually drove a woman to serve and to give her self to a man.

So what will it be girl?
 
She had her knees drawn up, her arms wrapped around her knees, her head hung down and her hair over her face. She was crying, and Telgars words cut into her like a knife. She felt degraded and humiliated, to think that she was even to dirty for this barbarian. In truth she felt like something even the dogs wouldn't have dragged in ... and smelt like it too.

When she looked up Telgar was standing there, one hand on his hip waving his other hand in front of his face as he gazed down on her dirty naked form. As much as Telgar thought she wasn't listening to all he had said, she had heard every word he had ever said to her, Kayla wasn't a dumb girl. As a matter of fact she was pretty smart for her tender 14 yrs. She had listened to how he spoke to her and how he referred to her as well as how he referred to himself, she had also listened to the old lady.
She didn't say much but she chose her words very carefully. Lifting her head but still keeping her eyes lowered.

"Please Master, May your girl bathe you and make you proud of her?"
 
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