Ostnordia at War - chapter 1 of 3 - Sex Stories

Ostnordia at War - chapter 1 of 3

... You no get water from river. You need help only way you can. We be good. We feed and no hurt you. You help HOW YOU CAN.” He smiled sweetly as he rested his hand on my shoulder.

It seemed to make sense, so I nodded. I was happy when he smiled and kissed my lips gently. I was angry again when he rolled me over and fucked me from behind as I yelled , “NO!”

I didn’t want sex with them and didn’t like them. Not much, anyway. Who would like men that raped them daily? My body betrayed me, though. I had frequent orgasms, sometimes two or three a night. But I still hated them. Mostly.

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I learned from Arik that the mountain they lived on had been part of three countries at different times. Nobody had fought over it. The craggy cliffs topped with yet more unyielding rock was just part of the adjacent land. It changed ownership as an afterthought when the fighting for the desirable forest and farmland around it was over.

Arvid and his sons were the mountain’s only inhabitants, other than a few goats and the occasional wandering bear. They used a rock and mortar fireplace as the cabin’s only heat source. We mainly ate venison, fish, or goat meat; along with vegetables and potatoes or rice. My favorite was an excellent spicy stew Hans made.

I realized they were actually being generous by letting me sleep alone in one of the bedrooms most of the time. There were only two beds, so one of the boys would sleep next to his father and the other would be on the living room ...

... sofa. They talked about building another bedroom in the spring, since altering an outer wall of our home during autumn or winter would be a very bad idea. I was beginning to think of the cabin as home, instead of a prison.

Hans told me that in the summer they spent large amounts of time cutting firewood. They also did a lot of fishing in the rivers and hunted goats on the mountain or deer in the valleys below. For cash, they had a small silver mine and sold it in the closest town. He said with the small amount of silver they got for a day’s work, he could make more as a cook in town.

I had a nice time learning recipes from Hans. He even showed me how to make an excellent sweet bread using honey, a mix of wheat and rice flour, and dried berries. After dinner I complimented him on the delicious food. I was happy when he smiled and kissed me, but angry when he carried me to the bed and raped me again. It was less terrible, though. He held me with less force than usual. He gave me a nice orgasm with his fingers after the second time he fucked me. I fell asleep in his arms. When I woke I was quite confused. I wasn’t sure if I still hated him, or was starting to love him.

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After breakfast, Arik and Hans sat and stared at me. They looked at each other, then Arik asked, “We no fuck some time, if you suck. You suck, no need sex. Okay?” I nodded and gave each of them blowjobs in turn. They let me go at the speed I wanted, and were careful not to thrust into my mouth too far ...