The Troll Under the Bridge.

The slid of his fingers rubbing over the sensitive spot within her pussy, couple with the touch against her tight rose bud had Kethry gasping for breaths. She moaned and again pressed back against his touch. “Oh…Oh, Percy!” She whimpered. Little shocks of pleasure flashed through her body, making her quiver. The touch against her ass was somehow stimulating her more. She couldn’t quite get a grip on it, but it was like fire. A twinge of pleasure and pain that burned her belly and pussy.

She almost jerked against Percy, but not away, against. She gripped the sheets and hung her head, gasping for breaths and moaning soft encouragements, a very different tune from what she had been speaking. Now all she wanted was to make him happy and to experience the full feeling of Percy’s tender, but passionate touch.
 
Percy little golden beauty gasped, withered, her voice came in short whimpers of pleasure.

“Oh…Oh, Percy!”

It was more a long drawn out moan, her voice carried a tinge of surprise at the fiery passion that racked her petite from, her head hung down her back arched, Kethry pushes back, willingly impaling her white hot pussy and virgin ass on the Trolls fingers. Gone was the doubt that had plagued her earlier at such a taboo act. Kethry whimpered soft words of encouragement and Percy fingers worked there strange magic in Kethry’s ripe moist sex. The great troll had worked his thick finger up to the second knuckle in the blond goddess’s ass, it ungulates in a ever increasing circular manner then he twitches it like a swimmer kicking.

“Relax my love”

Slowly the finger was replaced by the tip of the Troll’s great cock, slowly as Kethry could take him Percy slowly impales his little lover on his cock. Often he stills letting her adjust to his presence in her forbidden dark rose till in the end his sack slaps against Kethry’s swollen labia.

Percy bathes his love’s back with fiery kisses, slowly he starts the dance of love, a dance older than time its self encouraging Kethry to join in.
 
Kethry had never expected such pleasure to rock her body. Even as the great Troll pushed himself past her tight entrence and began to sink into her bowls, she was helpless to do anything but moan loudly and take the mixture of pain and discomfort with her pleasure. He felt impossibly large, as if he could rip her body apart.

Then Percy began to move, one great arm moving around her waist to hold her to him, while his fingers dipped down to play with the sweet little nub of her pussy. She let out a startled soung and soft grunt as he reared back and slid back into her tight ass. For a second she faught to accept him, but as his fingers worked her and his cock slid deeply, she found herself relaxing and responding. Her body hummed again, shivers of delight shimmering down her spine.

"Yesss!" She hissed out, her body clenching and unclenching, sweat making her skin slik and shiny. Her hair clung to her sides and shoulders as she pushed herself back and forth to accept his thrusts, "Yes, Oh yes!"
 
"Yesss!" She hissed out, her body clenching and unclenching, sweat making her skin silk and shiny. Her hair clung to her sides and shoulders as she pushed herself back and forth to accept his thrusts, "Yes, Oh yes!"

She glimmered in the light of the fire, Kethry alabaster skin bathed in hues of reds and golds. Gone was her hesitation , gone was her self sacrifice for his pleasure, the pleasure, the pain , both mingled to bring the honey gold beauty to such heights of ecstasy she could scarce imagine it.

They came together in a violent climax. Percy bathing ever inch of Kethry’s back with hot, passionate kisses till they fell asleep in each other’s arms.
 
Kethry mumbled in her sleep, sunlight hitting her face as she rolled to the edge of the bed and slowly cracked open her eyes. She felt warm and alive, but her body ached in places she didn't known existed. Hearing a great sigh, she turned over again to see Percy and smiled. The great Troll was asleep, looking peaceful and somehow...different. She couldn't quite put her finger on it, but she didn't mind. Whatever it was.

Stretching, she yawned and snuggled down into the covers again, feeling lazy, but hungry. Her stomach grumbled, so she pressed herself slightly against her lover. "Percy..." She whispered softly, tickling his skin with her hair, "Percy, love...it's morning."
 
He smiled as his golden beauty pressed her supple body to his, pretended he did not hear her when her soft angelic voiced whispered

"Percy..."………………. "Percy, love...it's morning.”

He lay perfectly still as she whispered softly, tickling his skin with her hair. Kethry leaned over his great bulk and then quicker than lighting he rolled her on to her back. They where a tangle of arms and legs and he was between her soft supple thighs, his massive cock nudged her belly and there was a marked amorous gleam in his great yellow-green eyes and his lips brushed hers so softly then his tongue glide over Kethry’s full ripe lower lip, across the ridge of her perfect white teeth seeking entrance into her sweet mouth.
 
She squealed in surprise and joy as he rolled his great body onto hers, his mouth staking claim to hers, killing her laughter onto to replace it with a different kind of hungry moan. Soft arms came around to hug him, sliding up his back and around his neck, stroking his mass of gnarled hair.

Her body wiggled beneath his, arching to feel his great cock pulse slightly against her fat belly. She wanted to rub it, squeeze and make him feel good all over again. Shocked that such need could come so quickly after their night of love making. Indeed, Kethry had become quite wanton.
 
Percy smiled at the roughish wanton look in his honey gold lover’s eyes.

“Shall I play the evil troll bind you to our bower and make you squirm with desire my Shy Miss? “

Again their lips meet, their tongues dance in each other’s mouths, and between as they hunger for the taste of each other. He nibbles Kethry’s earlobe and bedevils his wanton teasing all the little special places he discovered that enflame Kethry’s passion.
 
She giggled, gasped and sighed under Percy's touch, squirming beneath him. "You may do..." gasp! "Anything that you'd like. Oh!" gasp! " Just don't stop!"

Her delicate body shivered, her nipples hard and thrusting up to brush against his great chest.

Her hands brushed down, exploring again the texture of his skin, the buldges, dips and valleys of his muscles. Her nails from time to time dug into his flesh, like a cat who was happily being rubbed.
 
She giggled, gasped and sighed under Percy's touch, squirming beneath him. "You may do..." gasp! "Anything that you'd like. Oh!" gasp! " Just don't stop!"

The troll loved the way Kethry starched, dug her nails into his flesh and giggled her sea blue eyes full of merriment. Maybe humans made love the same as Trolls after all he pondered.

“ Golden haired humane me take you now”

His voice mock seriousness, Percy could move with unbelievable speed when he chose and between kisses, nibbling her earlobe and tonguing her taunt nipples Percy managed to bind Kethry’s hands above her head and ankles to the bed posts.

Up to this point Percy’s golden haired Lover could always have gone, but now she was at his mercy entirely. Percy blindfolded Kethry’s eyes and for the longest time did nothing, he knew time must be dragging for her. Then he bent and started to suckle each of her toes running his serpent like tongue between each one before sucking it in between his lips.
 
She giggled and jerked against the bindings. This wasn’t quite what she had been thinking of this morning, but the sensation was quite acute once she got over the tickling part. She wasn’t quite sure how to react to her toes being sucked and licked…but after the initial shock, she found it rather pleasant. Her legs tingled, traveling up to her thighs and warming her all over. Still her body strained against the bindings, arching and wiggling as she reacted to his touch…
 
Trolls are often thought of a dimwitted for their voices are deep, most often monotone when using the language of man but this is far from the truth the are sly cunning and really quite intelligent.

Percy had placed Kethry in a world of darkness with the blindfold, robed her of any advance warning of what way to come next. Left her in a position where each touch, each caress was a thousand times more potent then before.

He took his time his lips slowly climbing her supple legs a kiss, a nip at the tendon behind her knee, his tongue trace idle patterns on Kethry’s soft milky inner thigh now his breath ,hot, moist, stirs the fine golden fleece of her Venus Mound.


“Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm”

his lips brush her neither lips as he inhales the fragrance of Kethry’s musk.
 
Her hips bucked, body burning, muscles straining and shivering with anticipation. “Percy” Again she pleaded, wanting more…to end the throbbing ache and yet make the sweet pleasure last. No other thoughts could cloud her mind. No worries or fears, just the driving need for Percy an the bliss he gave.

Please…Oh!! Taste me! she pled boldly, all lady inhibitions flying out the window.
 
Kethry’s small angelic body withered in devilish delight as Percy teasd her.

Please…Oh!! Taste me!

Her voice a whispered plaintive plea his great tongue reached out and gave one delightful lick, then stilled.


Ummm Kethry tastes good.

His great hands caressed her bound body again exploring, her firm proud breast, her taunt nipples, and passion raised areolas all receive his expert attention Suddenly Percy grants her plea and lashes her golden treasure, lashing Kethry’s pussy, driving deep within her innocence with his tongue then reaming her dark rose as well.
 
Kethry cried out, writhing and wiggling against the bed alternating from wanting more and then almost straining to get away from the acute sensations he was causing. Her mind swirled, her body hummed, her senses screamed. She couldn't quite form the words to relay in needs or desires, whimpering and moaning, her hands clenching and unclenching.

Panting, gasping, needing him, Kethry tossed her head back, exposing the delicate colum as her breasts thrust high. "Ooooh oooh...ughn, mmmm...yeeeessss....please Percy, please, I need you!"
 
Kethry whimpered, moaned, sighed and groan out her need. She tossed her head and her golden mane was in wild disarray her body arched to his mouth she strained at her bounds.

Ooooh oooh...ughn, mmmm...yeeeessss....please Percy, please, I need you!"

Percy continued the fiendishly delightful torture till all signs of the Lady Kethry once was where gone and only his golden lover and her driving passion remained


Percy released the bounds that held Kethry’s trim little ankles, his lips brush her ripe parched lips, the tip of his Troll hood parts her delicate pedals and he slips within Kethry’s welcoming golden fleeced pussy. His strokes are long slow and allow his petite human lover to accept his mammoth tool. His tempo builds as Kethry is able to accept him his kiss now burning white hot passion He holds his weight off her with his arms. There dance of love, a dance older than time itself builds to a mutual blinding crescendo.
 
She took him willingly, her arms still bound, but her legs spreading and moving up to wrap around his waist...or at least slid up and hang on, her heals digging into his bottom as he thrust into her.

Kethry's cries of pleasure were encouraging, getting louder as they reached that plateau of pure white hot pleasure. Her small breasts bounced and giggled soft with each thrust, each buck from her body as she strained to get more. It was almost as through she was trying to become a part of him.

Throwing her head back, she gasped, panting loudly and whimpering as she hit yet another orgasm and shuddered and trembled all over with the force of it.
 
Mad, passionate, Percy and Kethry made love he slips all her bounds and lets his wild golden haired beauty free to express her desires. The great troll took his time and after her 3rd orgasm… for after all the is the charmed number…………. He came deep within her grasping, milking womb, her little heels locked around his back pulling Percy to her.

Percy made love to Kethry, he enjoyed all her charms. The sun rose higher in the sky, they lay on their bower covered in a fine sheen of sweat. A sad smile on Percy’s face, his lips brush hers:

“Time for work Kethry”

A hurried breakfast, Then Percy handed the demure little beauty the tatter remains of her shift, It was hardly modest it now barely covered her nipples and sweet golden “Venus Mound”, but The troll smiled his approval.

Percy and Kethry where just approaching Percy’s bridge when they struck a great net insared the troll, 40 men at arms descended on him but the struggle was to no avail he was caught right and proper., Then Kethry’s father appeared, dismounted and threw his cloak around her shoulders.

“Are you all right my dear………… the fiends pelt will make a fine rug…..HE WILLL PAY Kethry That I promise you.”
 
Stunned and then scared for her new love, Kethry cried out. "NO! What are you doing?! Father, stop them! Please stop them!!" She screached and pulled away, but her father pulled her back, claiming she was just hysterical and would be fine once at home.

She struggled, calling his name, wanting them to let him go and feeling helpless to do anything by watch until she was shut into her father's carriage. Hugging the cloak to her nearly naked body and tears staining her pretty pink cheeks, she begged for him to release him. "Please father...he is no monster! He was just doing his job...his duty to his family. He means no harm...it is what a Troll is supposed to do. Look!" She moves a hand over her cloaked body, "I am still alive and so much better! Please Father, I...I love him!"

Kethry's father sat stunned at her proclamation and then red with anger. "You LOVE this beast!? How could you, Kethry!? He's an ugly Troll for God's sake! You are to marry a nice young man, be a wife and a mother, not some Troll's play thing, prancing around half naked."

She gasped, shrinking back against the carriage seats. Her normally mild mannered Father was showing some colors she had never seen before. "He is no beast and he is not ugly!" She whispered harshly.
 
"Please father...he is no monster! He was just doing his job...his duty to his family. He means no harm...it is what a Troll is supposed to do. Look……………….. "I am still alive and so much better! Please Father, I...I love him!"

The earnest pleading of Kethry seemed to have no effect on her father. Quite the contrary he was much agitated, his face going from crimson to deep scarlet at Kethry’s proclamation of her love for Percy ….The Troll.

"You LOVE this beast!? How could you, Kethry!? He's an ugly Troll for God's sake! You are to marry a nice young man, be a wife and a mother, not some Troll's play thing, prancing around half naked."

It seemed that her normally mild mannered father had her life all neatly planned out with the minor exception that she Kethry was never consulted.

"He is no beast and he is not ugly!"

Now a very dangerous look marred her father’s face, and he really looked at his daughter in her near naked state and the unmistakable signs of a very passionate and physical encounter between the golden haired beauty and the hideous Troll where quite plainly visible

GOD GIRL HE DEFLOWERED YOU DIDN’T HE…………….Kill the retched beast NOW
 
Kethry turned dealthy pale at her father's orders and lunched for the carriage door, trying to espace. "NO!! DON'T HURT HIM, PLEASE DON'T HURT HIM!!!" She screamed out the window, fumbling with the carriage door, but her father snaked an arm around her waist and pulled her back. She landing on his lap, breathless and faught to get away. Her nearly naked body wiggled and squirmed, but he held on.

""Behave yourself! What has he done to you...you act like a savage. Kethry, STOP!" He tried ordering, the golden haired beauty wanted none of it.

"Let him go Father, please! Please let him go, I'll do anything!" She begged, breaking into a sob as her efforts to escape began to exhaust her. "Please...just let him go...
 
"NO!! DON'T HURT HIM, PLEASE DON'T HURT HIM!!!" She screamed out the window, fumbling with the carriage door, but her father snaked an arm around her waist and pulled her back. She landing on his lap, breathless and fought to get away. Her nearly naked body wiggled and squirmed, but he held on.

Kethry nay heard his words and Percy bound and helpless spear points a breathe away from claiming his life was helpless to aid his love.

"Let him go Father, please! Please let him go, I'll do anything "Please...just let him go...”

Kethry’s lithe supple form wiggled rubbed and ground into her father’s lap as she desperately tried to escape to fly to her love. Now it is easy fro men to be good and honorable, when nay tempted and so had this man Kethry knew only as her father, yet he was in reality her step father, had married her mother for wealth and position. Now this winsome lass half naked her heavenly body arousing the beast with in him, and now he is tempted to lust for the Maid Kethry.


His voice was hard and his eyes glazed with lust, her drags Kethry from the coach by her Golden mane and casts her to the ground. Slowly he un does his breeches. His obscene lust reveled to the startled beauty.

[color= scarlet]Then remove those rags and do all with me that you have done with that vile Troll.”[/color]
 
Kethry was appauled by the turn of events and sat up on the dirty ground, looking this way and that for a way out. The carriage was between them and the others, obscuring any decent view of Percy or the other men. With wide eyes, she stared up her step Father and his penis that now bobbed in the air, stiff and slightly wet with excitement. It looked almost puny compared to Percy's tool.

"Will you promise me to let him go...promise that you will not harm him. Please...I couldn't bare it." She whispered desperately. What would Percy think!? Giving herself to her step father in an act that had been beautiful between them and yet now seemed so vile and dirty.

Her Father smirked and nodded, "But of course, my dear. I wouldn't break my word. You show me what he did to you and make it good and I'll let that monster go."

With trembling hands, Kethry removed the rest of her tattered garments, hearing her father inhail sharply at the full site of her naked body bathed in the light of day...
 
Kethry’s step-father’s eyes grew wide and there was a terrible look in them that the shy beauty had never seen before. his eyes devoured her nubile form his weathered hands reached out to caress the soft silken perfection of her skin, his mouth watered at just the thought of sampling her charm.

“The beast’s fate is in your hands girl”.

He paused his little pig eyes glazed with lust. His hands took obscene liberties with her.

“ Men harm not the troll for now…………..Now my proud little beauty it is time for you to up hold your portion of the bargain…………….Remember Kethry every thing you did with the beast…….everything.”.
 
Trembling, she nods slightly, "Please...can we move into the carriage?" She asks softly, trying to contain her tears and fears.

With a bit of a grunt, her step father opens the door and helps her in, his hands grasping her bottom as she steps in. Kethry gasps in shock and almost falls, but managed to get in. Sitting on a plush seat, she crossed her arms over herself and looked at her step father, her skin flushed with embarrassement and shame.

"He...um...he was the one to start...he um...'ate me'." She finally said, her voice quivering as the look of pure lust and desire crossed her step father's old face. A sly grin crossed his features, making him all the more horrible looking in her mind.

Frightened and unsure of what she should expect, Kethry sat silently now, waiting for him to take his move and praying she had it in her not to bolt out and run.
 
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