Skjoldmø

Cecilia hands held onto her neck slightly to do as told as she enjoyed the warmth gasping as she then felt the woman lather her breasts and nipple up with soap with a sponge and then travel down to her thighs and pussy as she asked her if she knew how to pleasure a woman.

Her cheeks flushed with a crimson red feeling her with the sponge between her legs shaking her head trying to look up or around to think of somthing else then what she was starting to feel.

"N...nooo..Ma'am"

She said shyly her body shivered slightly from excitment and fear of what to come and the warmth that was dancing over and caressing her body, she then also treid to take a deep breath to calm her body and thoughts.

She tried to tippie toe some as if trying to get her hands back down away from her pussy and back to her thighs or legs thou she didnt want to get in trouble either she wasnt sure what to do and wondered what Lothar was doing or her brother.


She also wondered where she would be sleeping and if she would even be able to do her chores or things when Lothar wasnt there would everyone leave her be or was she in danger. She was so nervous and her thoughts went wild trying to distract herself of what the woman was doing she didnt understand why but her body started to get aroused slightly.
 
Gretchen was quite pleased with the way this gorgeous little trell’s supple young body was responding to her sensual seduction. The girl’s breathing was becoming ragged, coming in short little gasped breaths. When she asked the young beauty if she knew how to please a woman, how her cheeks turned crimsons as Cecilia stammered;

"N...nooo..Ma'am"

The young Irish trell demurely dropped her gaze from Gretchen’s so very shyly and innocently. Gretchen continued to sensually seduce Cecilia’s young and inexperienced body. Even as the girl shifted on her tip toes from one foot to the other as Gretchen massaged her sweet little pussy with that coarse sponge slowly, sensually, and seductively coaxing the guardian of her maiden’s treasure from its hooded hiding place.

“ Then I shall teach you trell! Lay down on the bench and spread your legs for me.”

Gretchen knew there was something special about this girl. Something had caused Lothar to bring this adorable gorgeous creature to his manor instead of one of the outlying farms. If he took her to wife or worst yet as his Skjoldmø, his shield girl, then Gretchen position as the mistress of the household, the keeper of the keys could be endanger. Yet if she could seduce her, make her, her lover when Lothar was not using her then perhaps she just might maintain her position of privilege. All these thoughts ran through her mind as she waited for Cecilia to obey her order. She would take the girl willing or not, after all she was just a trell.
 
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She gasped at what the woman told her to do was she going to do the same as Lothar did to her just like a woman only could or was she wanting somthing else. She blushed even darker as she nods and shyly goes to lay down and spreads her legs while her hand swent to the bench to grip a hold of.

"Yes Ma'am!"

She was slightly excited to see how good this would feel but also afraid she might even like it to much or not at all and also afraid that maybe she wasnt going to please her to show how it was done but punish her for somthing.

She tilted her head back some so her eyes could look up to the ceiling of the sauna and took a deep breath and then nibbled her lip while she was waiting to see what was going to happen and suddenly her mind traveled off wondering what Lothar was doing.

The warmth was growing on her she started to sweat ever so slightly and it was getting harder to breath easly it was still ok she was feeling alright thou she did notice and feel the difference then outside or just in a normal room.
 
"Yes Ma'am!"

The little Irish redhead meekly mummers and slowly dose as she has commanded. Her soft blue eyes start up at the sauna’s ceiling her dainty little hand grip the bench she has reclined on and as the young trell blushes scarlet she shyly spread her long sculptured legs giving Gretchen access to her sweet little pussy.

“That is a good girl darling.”

Gretchen’s lips sensually brush the stunning young Irish beauty’s, she lets her tongue slide of the sensual bow of Cecilia’s moist ripe lips. Her tongue slips past those moist ripe lips, over the even ridge of the young girl’s teeth to plunge into the sweetness of Cecilia Sæter mouth. The very shyness of the young girl told Gretchen that the girl had never been kissed before in such a manner. She let that sinful kiss linger and deepen calling to the young Irish beauty to surrender to its dark sensually seductive pleasure. Gretchen let it deepen until time stood still for the innocent young girl. There was no past, there was no future, just here, just now, just that one sinful exhilarating perfect kiss.

Slowly Gretchen’s lips parted from Cecilia little butterfly kisses floated along the girl’s jaw line, down the long slender column of her slender throat. She smiled up into the young girl’s eyes as the little pink tip of her tongue snaked out to lazily circle Cecilia’s dusky pink areola teasing and tempting her until it became a puffy little pillow crowned by her throbbing pale pink nipple. Gretchen turned her attention to her neglected nipple before her lips and devilish little kisses floated down over Cecilia quivering abdomen. Gretchen’s tongue reamed out her little dimpled naval, a little lovers bite where the young beauty’s hip and thigh met. Her hot moist breath bathed Cecilia shaven little pussy. Her tongue snaked out to taste the adorable little trell for the first time.

“Ummmm so sweet pet.”

Gretchen smiled up into the young Irish trells stunning blue eyes. Gretchen lowered her head claiming Cecilia’s pussy and beginning her seduction for earnest.
 
Her body shivered and trimbled under Gretchens fingers, she then felt her tongue. She gasped and arching her back pulling her hips ever so slightly back, she couldnt believe how different that felt from what Lothar had already done to her and in one way even better then what he and his three men had done to her.

She moaned out some her body started to like this and she knew there was no reason to fight Gretchen or at least at the time being. Thou she did have this feeling as if Gretchen was jealous of her and wondered why, did she fear Lothar would put her infront and leave Gretchen more left at the side.

Her hips moved now in small circles eager to feel more as she was getting wetter as a thought came to mind the way Lothar looked when he stood between her legs he was a very good looking man and this aroused her even more.

She couldnt believe how much either and wondered what Lothar was all gong to do with her or if he brought her more for the play for gretchen or more for the chores.

Her breathing picked up as her breasts started to move to match her breathing the excitment and arousement getting to her. Cecilia couldnt believe how much this was turning her on and making her body wnat more and beg for more.
 
Gretchen slowly and sensually seduced the little Irish Trell’s gorgeous supple young body. She delighted with the way the little redheaded beauty’s body responded to her sensual seduction. Gretchen’s tongue danced over the young girl’s sweet moist pink folds. Savored the sweetness of her young chaste body as she coaxed her clit from its little hooded hiding place. Gretchen loved the way Cecilia’s hips arched to her tempting and seductive mouth seeking more of the pleasure that now rippled through her innocent young body. As Cecilia’s hips ground to Gretchen’s mouth and tongue in little circles of a building need.

Time and again Gretchen brought the little Irish trell to the brink of the abyss that promised the young girl such sinful, forbidden pleasure. The older woman held her there tittering on the edge, before letting that dark illusive pleasure slip from the young girl’s grasp. Again Gretchen began her sensual assault on the young innocent. This time Gretchen hands slid u the sensual curves of the young girl’s gorgeous young body to cup her firm young breasts. Her fingers rolled Cecilia’s little pale pink rosebud nipples between her thumb and forefingers as she feasted on the young girl’s succulent chaste pussy. Gretchen pinched and tugged Cecilia’s taunt throbbing nipples as she once more brought the sweet young Irish trell to tittering to the edge of that dark abyss that promised the girl such dark and sinful pleasure.

With a flick of her tongue Gretchen pushed the hapless young beauty over the edge of the abyss and into the dark unimagined pleasure that raced through the young girl’s supple young body in the most unimagined pleasure. Slowly Gretchen stood as Cecilia buck and thrashed in the throws of her soul searing orgasm.

“That is how you please a woman with your mouth Trell.”

Gretchen stood naked before the quaking girl.

“Now please me with your mouth Trell.”

Gretchen smiled knowing the young beauty would have to kneel before her to do as she had commanded.
 
She tok a deep breath as she then sliped from the bench slipping to her knees gasping lightly as her knees hits the floor. She now was kneeling beofre the old woman looking up to him still flushed cheeks of her orgasm and shyness of what she had to do now.

"as you did with me....ok I guess as you wish...."

She said almost to quiet as her ears tried to listen who may have heard her moan and cum to what the woman had done to her and was now to do to her.

Her hands rested at her thighs as she slowly leaned up to nuzzle her face between her legs up to her pussy to do the same as she ahd done to Cecilia.

Her body still was shivering as her knees scooted a bit closer to her so her tongue my reach her pussy betterher hands gripping ever so slightly at the womans thighs.
 
Gretchen smiled as the adorable young Irish Trell sunk to her knees before her. The young gril's face glistened with a fine sheen of sweat; her gorgeous young body shimmered in the heat of the sauna. Her cheeks brushed scarlet with this sinfully forbidden act that the stunning blonde was demanding of her.

"As you did with me........"

Cecilia whispered softly as her soft smoldering azure blue eyes gazed up at the older woman. Then the young Irish beauty’s little pink tongue snaked out to shyly slide along Gretchen’s womanly folds. The woman felt the young girl’s hands on her thighs as she leaned up and took another lick of the woman’s pussy. Gretchen fingers entwined in her copper tresses as she drew the girl’s mouth to her hot wet pussy.

“Yes my adorable little Trell….Yes”

Gretchen gasped as Cecilia shyly did as she had commanded. Gretchen knew that the young Irish beauty was still trembling from her orgasm and her young body hungered for more. Gretchen’s fingers tighten in Cecilia hair as the young girl’s tongue and sweet innocent mouth drew n orgasm from her. Gretchen honey dew nectar filled the young girl’s mouth as she held Cecilia’s mouth pressed to her pussy. Then she drew the young girl to her feet Gretchen grabbed her hands and pinned the young Irish girl to the wall of the sauna her naked body pressed to hers.

“Kiss me my sweet little pet, taste your sweetness on my lips girl.”
 
Cecilia gasped she had no other choice then to lick up all her nectar as her hand kept Cecilia from pulling back she then cried out some as she was pulled to her feet and then pinned to the wall with her arms pinned above her head listening to her deman a kiss she licked over her own lips the taste of the woman also still on her own lips.

She didnt know a woman could taste like wamr honey as she then leaned forward with her lips to kiss the woman closing her eyes her body shivering and jumping slightly as the walls of the sauna were pretty warm almost hot and Cecilias nacked body was pinned to it.

She kissed the woman tasing their nectar on her lips and tongue now she wiggled some tippie toeing some.

She wondered if Lothar knew what she was doing in here with her and if he had aproved of it she wasnt even thinking about telling him but she wondered. Her thoughts also went to seeing him walk in on them and force himself on them both as well she tried to clear her thoughts not knowing why such thoughts ever got in her mind. She knew it was Lothars and her brothers fault that her mind and thoughts kept thinking of naughty things.
 
Yet I was not Lothar that walked into the sauna to catch Cecilia Kissing Gretchen as if she was her lover but Günter. He smiled evilly as Cecilia’s soft blue eyes shot wide open.

“So little sister likes playing with other little girls?”

Günter almost cooed even as Gretchen turned on her heel anger showing in her own light blue eyes. Yet before she could lose her anger on Günter he simply pressed a finger to her moist lips.

“I am quite sure Lothar would not be please with your seduction of his newest little Trell Gretchen.”

The way the woman’s body stiffened at his words Cecilia knew he spoke the truth.

“But there is no reason that we should not both enjoy her sweet charms is there Gretchen”

No Günter at all.”

Cecilia was still pinned to the wall as Günter came to her his eyes holding hers captive , his hand gently patting her abdomen.

“I did promise you a little gift Trell.”

His head bent to her breasts as he began to suckle her prêt nipple . Gretchen was not pleased for she had wanted the young Irish girl for herself yet she smiled as she claimed Cecilia’s other nipple.. The young beauty soon found herself sandwiched between the two and she knew it could only end in her brother’s promised rape of her and to leave her with his bastard in her belly.
 
She couldnt believe it he was going to really rape her again feeling his lips on her body his touch it made her shiver and whimper some. She didnt know what to do she wanted to call out for Lothar but maybe she would get in trouble herself and then get Gretchen also in trouble.

She didnt want to get anyone in trouble afraid they might find her alter and repay for it. Her hands tried to push Günther away as she then gasped feeling Gretchen on her other nipple now.

A tear rlled down her cheek as she whispered.

"please brother....Pleasssseeee..."

She took deep breaths trying to calm her body as it was starting to react to them both her thighs started to rub against each other as her knees were getting weak once again. She closed her eyes tightly as if trying to wake up out of this nightmare she had hoped she was stuck in.

She bite her lower lip to keep herself from calling out to Lothar and or to moan she couldnt believe it she hated him so much and knew she was going to hate him even more but her body started to react positively to his hands and lips.
 
Cecilia was trapped between the seductive Gretchen and the horror of Günter. Each had claimed one of her sweet little pale pink nipples. They suckled those sweet little buds into stiff hard peeks. Her ducky pink areolas had swollen into puffy little pillows. Their hands imamately roamed over the young Irish beauty’s gorgeous young body teasing, pleasing, exciting and tormenting her. Tears stained young Cecilia’s flawless cheeks as she sobbed.

"please brother....Pleasssseeee..."

As much as the young girl’s innocent young mind might scream i]No[/i] her treacherous supple young body knew what it desired and screamed Yes, Yes, Yes She could feel herself responding to their hands and lips. Cecilia pressed her velvet thighs together; she shifted from one foot to the other. Trapping Gretchen’s fingers in her hot wet little pussy. Günter pressed his finger to Cecilia anus, reminding her of how he had taken her the last time.

“Do not worry little Trell this time I shall FUCK your tight little pussy……After all I did make you a promise little sister.”

Gretchen crushed her mouth to the young Irish beauty’s claiming her sweet mouth in a kiss that raped her sweet mouth bore her down once more to the bench. Günter stepped between Cecilia’s thighs his cock split her hot wet folds to slide into her chaste tight young body. His hands were on the girl’s hips as he fucked her hard and fast. Gretchen lips parted from the young girl’s, she straddled her and pressed her hot pussy to Cecilia’s lips.

“Please me Trell”

She commanded as her pussy muffled her moans, sighs, and gasps of her unwanted pleasure.
 
She wanted to cry out feeling their hands on her body as her body struggled slightly. She then had the chance as Gretchen had pulled away form her lips but before she could once again try to call for Lothar Gretchen had straddled her face forcing Cecilia to please her.

Her moans and screams were muffled from gretchen pussy which also moved vibration over her lips to gretchen pussy as her hands tried to struggle and push them off her but her body already started to betray her.

She knew she was going to have to get used to being taken by them and Lothar but she didnt have to like it she thought.

Her body arched and wiggled moving trying to get out under Gretchen which pressed her more against Günter or she tried to get away from Günter and pressed her lips more against Gretchen soaking pussy. No matter what she tried it always made one of them happier then the other.
 
Cecilia was truly caught between Gretchen and Günter If she tried to escape from one she innocently gave her gorgeous young body to the other. The little Irish trell tried so desperate to escape from her dual rape. Yet Günter and Gretchen were not the only ones the innocent young beauty was fighting. Cecilia was fighting against the horror of her brother leaving a bastard in her belly, to be both aunt and mother to the bastard that Günter had threatened to give her and she had to fight the betray of her own supple young body. This was only the second time the young beauty had been taken. The first time she had been raped by Lothar, Lars, Ragnar and himself. She had been seduced by Gretchen in an unnatural coupling of two women and how Cecilia was being raped by her own brother, or at least she thought Günter was her brother. The door to the sauna swung open and the towering figure of Loathar stood in the door.

“What is going on here?”

The anger in Lothar’s voice was unmistakable. He hand snared Günter’s hair and flung him to the floor. Gretchen scurried off of the little Irish trell and coward in the corner clutching her embroidered woolen tunic to her. He turned his anger on Günter.

“How dare you come to my home and use and abuse my trell without my permission.”

He cuffed Günter about the head and shoulders as if he was a misbehaving child. When the man struggled to his feet and tried to hit Lothar he was soon beaten to his knees. His faced bloodied and one eyes swollen shut.

“Be gone Günter……..go back to your own wife………. You have disgraced your family,……father would kill you if he knew what you have done.”

Lothar chased the beaten man from his home. He then returned to the sauna to deal with Gretchen.

“You have betrayed me sister……..”

His voice was cold, detached and deadly.
“……….You will surrender the keys of the manor to me know.”


Gretchen’s hands were shaking with both her anger and fear as she handed her brother the symbol of her office as Mistress of the house.

“Rise girl dress and come with me.”

He held his hand out to Cecilia. Whether he was her savor or whether he was taking her to be punished had yet to be seen. Gretchen remained huddle in the corner determined to take the stunning young beauty and to make her, her lover, willingly or not.
 
It happened al to fast as Cecilia suddenly stood there next to Lothar Günter was gone and Gretchen was in the corner she took a deep breath feeling a bit fuzzy as some of the words He had said to them kepp going threw her mind.

She took Lothars hand and followed him out of the sauna looking back at Gretchen once never would she have thought Gretchen was his sister and did he tell Günter that their father would be disapointed with him if he saw what he was doing....did Günter lie to her was he not her brother.

She didnt know what to think anymore maybe he did just steal the charm from her brother long ago or had been given the charm from him.
She just thought it didnt matter but she wouldnt have to fear him as much now as before when she thought he was her brother as she then looked to Lothar she wanted to say somthing but didnt know what.

She hurried to follow him wondering where he was bringing her.

"Lothar....w..were are we going?! and what is with them?!"

She was scared she might have said to much at that point but couldnt change it any more.
 
Cecilia took Lothar’s hand as he led her naked as the day she was born from the sauna. He led her through the kitchens down the main corridors of his manor. The household Trell both men and women turning from their tasks to admire the young naked beauty, and to dream of what they would do o her if only that master would permit it. The løysing, his bondsmen, freed trell, smiled knowing that a gorgeous young creature such as this naked beauty would grace their Master’s bed and provide him many a night’s entertainment.

Lothar through open the oaken door that led to his bed chamber and fling Cecilia to his bed to lay sprawled upon it before him.

“ You Cecilia Sæter Daughter of Geirrøðr Sæter are mine and no others unless I command you to please them with your body or your suffering girl.”

Lothar slowly came to Cecilia leaving a trail o his clothing between that heavy oaken door and where she lay sprawled across his bed to stand naked before his enemy’s daughter. Lothar grasped Cecilia by the wrist and drew her supple young body up off the bed. She was pressed to his, naked flesh to naked flesh. His free hand ensnared her fiery copper hair and he drew her lips to his in a soul searing kiss.

“Is that quite clear Cecilia Sæter Daughter of Geirrøðr Sæter.”

He held the young girl there her body crushed to his, his lips just a breath away from, her.

“Fetch a pitcher hot water from the kitchen løysing and a sponge and come back here to bath me.”

It was clear that he expected this proud young beauty to make her way back to the kitchens naked for his entire household to ogle at.
 
She watched everyones eyes as she quickly moved to try and keep up with him when he threw the doors open she shivered lightly growing a bit scared of him as he then flinged her to the bed she gasped fearing him now she wasnt the one who was fault that his Sister gretchen went to take her for her own play thing he had sent her with that woman.

But she knew she would never say that to him and not even think about saying it with anger inher voice. when he came closer she scooted a bit away from him on the bed but he grabed her before she was to far away crushing their bodys together she gasped as he knocked a breath out of her she shivered as her lips quivered as her fear grew slightly that he might hurt her as she noded telling him that she understood that she was his and his alone and hoped she could keep this promise to him.

He then told her to get hot water and a sponge to bath him she noded and went to go the way back where they came from to find the kitchen again she tried to move fast so their eyes had little to see as she got to the kitchen she asked for a bowl of hot water and a sponge for the Master so she may bathe him. After she ahd gotten waht she was suposed to get she headed back to the bed chamber. Standing before the big wooden doors she had a problem she couldnt open the doors without spilling the water or having to set the bowl down but that ment also to bend over alowing all eyes to see what was hidden between her legs.

She then tried to pin the bowl between one arm and her body quickly opening the door she grabed the bowl before she droped it walking in and moving backwards to close the doors again as she headed back to Lothar saying softly.

"Im back May I ask that you call me only Cecilia I have no family anymore or a life after I have steped on your land Sir!"

She knew if she had to hear her full name her lifes name it would be hard for her to live on thou hearing it less and less would help her forget and be able to move on into her knew life as Lothars Trell which she wished to try and do a good job to please him afraid what might happen if she didnt if he would kill her or give her to someone else she didnt know what would be worse therefore she took it on herself to please him and give herself fully and willingly to him.
 
Gretchen was furious with her brother Lothar. Was it not she that he had entrusted to run the house in such a way that the family had enough food during the long and dark winter. She made butter, cheese, dried fish and meat and smoked fish and meat as well. Her knowledge about herbs in order to make medicine for ill or wounded family members. She was also the leader when the family held private religious rites inside the house.

He had taken the visible sign of her power; she received the keys to the house’s supply chests during her from their father. She had carried the keys in a belt around her waist. Long had it been established the division between a woman’s and man's domain was at the door step. The outside work belonged to the man and the inside work belonged to the woman. Gretchen feared that this gorgeous young creature could take on the cloth of armaments and be a warrior in the same way as the Viking men. She had seen the girl’s spirit flare in her sot blue eyes, yes she could very well b come Lothar’s «skjoldmø», "shieldgirl" a female warrior.

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Lothar’s hall-like houses could was 100 feet long. This Viking house was so different from her childhood home or the convent, it was divided into a living quarters and a stable for the animals, built of wood not stone. Like their long ships it used stave-construction, the walls consisted of upright planks, timber or staves standing side by side, with their ends sunk into the ground.

Along the walls inside the house there were sitting and sleeping benches covered with fur or cloth. Bed was only in Lothar’s room. A fireplace located in the middle of the “long” room and was the main source of light and heat. Its smoke was vented through a hole in the roof. If they needed extra light there were torches. Unlike her childhood home, Lothar’s manor had running water diverted from a pond into a small channel which ran underneath the house. Inside the house the channel was covered by slabs of rock. When they needed water they just lifted up one of the rocks.
It was through this house the young Irish trell had to go naked to fetch her master’s bath water. Her naked perfection so innocently displayed for all to see.

"I’m back May I ask that you call me only Cecilia I have no family anymore or a life after I have stepped on your land Sir!"

“ Are you ashamed of who you are and of your own family Cecilia Sæter Daughter of Geirrøðr Sæter…..”

He cupped the young girl’s chin in his hand and stroked her cheek with his thumb.
“……….or is it that you truly desire to be my trell Cecilia, to warm my bed and to please me with your supple young body?”

Lothar pressed a single finger to the young beauty’s lips to silence her reply.

“Do not answer now my little trell, but wash my body and then dry it with your silken hair girl.”
 
She noded and waited for him to stand so she was able to do so while she set the bowl with water down and took the sponge in her soft little hand as she diped it acouple of times in the water and squeezed out the to much water as she then stood up to wash his body.

She then walked around him, she tippie toed slightly so she could reach his shoulders and back better she stood so close that her body was only a bursh away from his as she washed his back and then down over his nice ass thou she did that part a bit shyly other then like on his back and shoulders she then walked back infront of him as she tippie toed once again to wash the front side of his shoulders and then his chest as she did this slwly her eyes locked on his chest at any scares or muscles he had there somthing was about his body which aroused her she didnt know why but he looked more like a man as she had ever seen and this was somthing really sexy she thought as she then snaped out of it she went to wash his arms.

She let the sponge in one of her hands wash his shoulder down his upper arm as her free hand went and took his hand to hold it up slightly to also be able to wash the underside of his arm as she gasped having pulled his hand high enough that his finger tips brushed over her nipples as she went to set his hand on her shoulder so she could use two hands to wash him thurghly.
 
Cecilia demurely lowered her eyes as she dipped her sponge into the warm water as she prepared to wash her New Master’s body. He was demanding of her to perform a most intimate act, the act that one required of a wife or a concubine. Lothar could feel the heat from her young supple body so very close to his as the young girl washed his back. Then the moment came when she would actually face her master to continue washing him. Cecilia blushed crimson as she stood before Lothar, her soft blue eyes unable to meet his as she slowly began to wash his broad chest that bore the little livid scares of many a battle. His muscles were like rippling bands of iron and he could see that this young girl was becoming aroused. The tell tale musky scent of her arousal pleased Lothar.

Cecilia’s blush deepened from crimson to scarlet as she took his hand to hold it up slightly to also be able to wash the underside of his arm as she gasped having pulled his hand high enough that his finger tips brushed over her nipples as she went to set his hand on her shoulder so she could use two hands to wash him toughly.Just that fleeting touch had brought her soft pink rosebud nipples to twin little hard nubs crowning her puffy dusky pink areolas. Lothar gentle pressed down on the young Irish trell’s shoulder till she knelt before him.

“Take me into your mouth Cecilia Sæter and please me trell.”

He knew that the use of the girl’s family name would gal her as well as the use of Trell, slave, no longer mistress, her body his to use as he chose.

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Günter nursed his wounds and his hatred for the young Irish trell, and for the house of Geirrøðr Sæter. He had been denied the pleasure of the young Irish trell’s gorgeous young body. She was a trell, her value no more than that of an animal even if he killed her Lothar could not demand more for her than that of a fine horse, her death would not even be considered as murder, for after all she was nothing but a trell.

“Little sister I shall come for you again……….”

He muttered under his breath.

“…..and next time you will not escape.”

Günter was a cruel man but he was also a cunning and patient man who would wait for his chance to strike at the young beauty where there would be no one to save her.
 
He pushed her down on her knees she did so very slowly her hand with the sponge trailed down his body as well.

She sat there on her knees looking up shyly to him as she suddenly had to think about when he had taken her for the first time that thought made her bite her lip softly and she looked back down at his cock and then glanced back up as she heard him tell her to please him with her mouth.

She spreads her knees so so her heart shaped buttocks rested back against her ankles and heels while her hands now trailed from his thighs u to his hips while her other hand put the sponge back in the bowl and then back to his hip.

"if that pleases you and thnak you again for well....saving me from Günter"

She said softly as she then wraped her fingers around the base of his cock she knew she wanted to thank him so she didnt struggle or fight against his demand. She was just shy and not really knowing of what she should do really as she then
leaned forward while her fingers strocked him some slightly before she let the head of his cock slip between her lips.

Her tongue caressed and playfully licked and swirled around the head of his cock as her eyes glaned up towards him.
 
Lothar watched as Cecilia gracefully sank to her knees. The young Irish trell blushed scarlet as she laid the sponge aside and shyly gazed up at her Master.

"If that pleases you and thank you again for well....saving me from Günter"

Cecilia’s maidenly blushed deepened and she turned the most adorable shade of pink from the tip of her little button nose to the tip of her toes. The girl’s delicate hand closed around her Master’s cock and slowly began to stroke its length, it slowly grew and hardened in her hand. There was a natural shyness to this stunning young creature so unsure of what to do next.

Her very innocence excited her Master and he struggled against his desire to simply thrust his cock into her sweet mouth and into her tight little throat. He watched as Cecilia’s slowly parted and then hesitantly, shyly “ O” ed over the velvet tip of his cock. His fingers entwined into the young Irish beauty’s tawny copper hair.

“Ummmmmmmmmmm”

He sighed as the tip of her little pink tongue licked and swirled around the tip of his cock. Slowly Lothar hips began to roll to Cecilia’s sweet little mouth as he slowly fed the stunning young beauty more and more of his iron cored cock. The shaft of his cock glistened with the young girl’s saliva, her sweet moist ripe lips “O”ed around his shaft. It was then that the tip of his cock brushed the back of her throat.

“You please me trell…….."

His words of praise washed over the young threll caressing her soul and being. Then the challenge for her to do more,

“Take me deeper into your mouth and throat Cecilia Sæter.”

He wanted, demanded, more form her, his fingers curled tighter into her shimmering fiery mane, his hips rolled to the girl’s “O”ed lips as he pushed pass her gage reflects to enter into her tight little throat.

“Yes little trell YES.”

He moaned as he slid down her tight little throat the wiry hair of his groin pressed to her little button nose. With his fingers laced tightly in Cecilia’s silken red hair he began to teach her just what it meant to please him with her mouth.
 
her hands went to his thighs to hold onto him as she tried not to gag when she felt his cock slide so deep inside her mouth and throat.

Tears welled up in her eyes as she gasped for air each time he pulled out of her mouth her finger tips griped tightly to him some as her sparkling eyes looked up at him once in a while hoping she was pleasing him just like he wanted her to.


She tried to open her mouth bigger so it might help her take him deeper as some of her spit ran over her lips and down her chin dripping onto her breasts.
 
Cecilia knelt before her Master in obedient submission. The young Irish girl’s parted then “O”ed round the thick shaft of his cock. When Lothar demanded more of her than just simply taking him into her sweet mouth but also deep into her chaste virgin throat the young girl gagged at first. Cecilia had been brought up as a chaste young beauty. Had been taught to guard her virginity, yet that was now a lost cause a she had been robbed of it, it stolen from her at the convent when the three o them had raped her, taking their pleasure from her supple young body.

Lothar could feel the girl grip tightly at his thighs as she struggled to catch a breath, his cock buried deep in her chaste throat. He loved the way as she swallowed and fought to catch her breath, that the muscles of her throat seductively massaged his cock. He could feel her tears as they tricked down her flawless cheeks to then bathe his thigh. Every now and then she lifted her tear shimmering azure blue eyes to his dark lustful gaze to see if her hesitant, yet ardent little efforts to do as he commanded pleased him. His hand gripped her hair tighter as he fucked her sweet little mouth and adorable young face. Suddenly he pulled from her sweetly suckling mouth.

“Rise Cecilia Sæter and bend over the table as I wish to sample your sweet charms girl.”

Lothar was not offering the girl his bed but merely was going to take his pleasure once more from her gorgeous young body. He bent the naked young beauty over the table, her ran his hand sensually up her back as he nudged her feet further apart and then stepped between her thighs.

The young girl could feel the coarse wool of his tunic rubbing against her thighs; she could feel his wet cock, wet with her own saliva, and brush the firm curve of her derrière. Lothar left this once proud young noble woman, now his lowly trell, to wonder which prize, which of her maidenly charms he would now claim. Now that hand that so sensually caressed her naked back seductively caressed the firm curve of her derrière. He let his little trell wonder if her would defile her as Günter had. Lothar let her fear and anticipation build until her heard a little whimper escape her moist right lips. It was then that Lothar hand guided the tip of his cock to entrance of her tight little pussy.

“Come to me Trell, come to me Cecilia Sæter”

His fingers once more tightly entwined in her tawny copper hair as if her hair was the reins of a spirited young filly that needed a firm hand.
 
Cecilia never would have thought of her life drifting off like this, she had always seen herself like her mother a wife to a wealthy man and have atleast five children by the time she was the age of her mother or half the age she had seen herself please her husband and her land of being a mother queen.

Baring him sons mostly and a daughter to show his strength but also his softness his passion but that morning as she laid in the grass of rich green cool grass the breeze moving over her as if singing to her or maybe it was trying to warn her of what was to come maybe it already knew she was going to e taken form Lothar and his men and he would keep her as his.

The breeze the forest and grass maybe it all wanted to keep her safe and tried to keep her there where it would have been safe for her but maybe it knew the husband that was to be hers would treat her even worse then Lothar would that was osmthing no one other then the gods would know now.

Cecillia layed there now on the table her hands griped at the edge of the table as she remembered he wasnt a small size and her mouth knew it as well as she felt his hand caress her made her want to cry out but it also gave her strength and warmth as she felt safe under her hands.

His hand intwined in her hair pulling her slightly back to him as she felt he had decided which side he would take of her charms she sighed some and maoned softly as she moved back against him ever so slowly feeling the head of his cock slide ever so slowly inside of her her back arched and invited him deep in her.

Her eyes searched for his to become this safety she so hungered for she knew he would never truelly hurt her she felt he saw somthing in her he wanted to keep safe and for himself she nibbled her lower lip as she tried to please him knwoing pleasing him would also keep herself happy at the foot of his bed as well.
 
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