The Troll Under the Bridge.

His Lordship was lost in lust fo4r the golden haired Kethry no longer did his eyes see a step daughter, no he so a young vibrant maid and he coveted her. He scowled when Kethry crossed her arms to cover her naked state.

“Put your hands above your head girl and do not hide your charms from me…..So he ate you girl?”


He pushed Kethry rudely back and roughly spread her creamy thighs, the stubble of his beard scratched her delicate inner thighs, his tongue deviled into her sweet golden trimmed sex and he lashed her sweet pussy with his tongue.

He was crude, demanding and had none of the tenderness of Percy but he did know how to please a woman with his mouth, how to bring her to the very brink of ecstasy, hold her there, build the anticipation, then back off denying her the pleasure his mouth promised. And So His Lordship did with the young innocent Kethry till her nubile body shook with need and a desire that was most perverse. Again he brought her to the brink of ecstasy held her there then pushed Kethry over the edge of that abyss to mindless physical pleasure.
 
She struggled at first to stop his brute assault on her body, but as his tongue delved deep. although not as long or thick as Percy's and definitly not as gentle, she felt her body betray her. A broken sob passed her lips, coupled by a moan and then cry of pleasure as the first of many orgasms to come racked her body.

With his face still wet with her cum, her step father sat back and watched as she came down from her peak of bliss. "Now what, darling daughter...tell me what came next?"

She whimpered, feeling a mixture of great shame and need. "I..." She swalled, panting for breaths, "I...explored his body."

A evil grin of delight passed his face and he little time taking off his clothes until his body was as naked as hers. Mortified, she blushed furiously, taking in her step father's looks. He was no strong man...nor was he young. He was not Percy in any shape or form and she wasn't looking forward to this at all. Her body may have betrayed her, but her heart would never forget.
 
He leered at Kethry sitting there naked as the day he was born he knew that his young step daughter has mortified at the betray of her own carnal desires

"I...explored his body."

“ Then do so daughter.”

His lordship loved the irony of the term daughter and his evil grin broadened. The caress of her soft little hand so pale against his ruddy skin thrilled the old Letcher.

“No my dear……………………not with your hands but mouth and tongue only sweet child.”


As her eyes widened in Shock he merely smiled.

“Shall I call to the guards………………………….Kethry?”

He knew she had no choice and intended to take full advantage of this once in a lifetime opportunity. as she complied he let her suffer in shame her face no crimson then his hands surprisingly gentle began to tease ad pleased the young inexperienced girl till once again she was lost in a sea of conflicting emotions and the serge of need and taboo pleasure came crashing down around you Kethry till her lily whit thighs where drenched in her own sweet honey and all the while His Lordship praised and encouraged his step daughter’s performance his voice soft loving as when she was a child upon his knee. He played her body like a fine instrument and wrung soft plaintive sobs of joy and shame from the young woman.

“Tell me girl what you want tell me now and take care with your answer.

Was it a question or a command that was for Kethry to decide and she had only one chance and his tone made that quite clear.
 
Kethry was at a loss for words. What was she to say to that?? Her heart was racing, her body ached for release again. How could this monster illicit such a reaction in her when it was Percy that she loved? Where he was gently and kind, her step father sat there, leering and forcing her to pleasure him. She did it for love, wanting to no part of this physical pleasure and yet she burned for more.

Torn between her love and current lover, Kethry couldn’t speak. Not now, when she was naked and at his mercy. Instead, she clambered onto her step father’s lap, straddling his hips. If she was going to do this, she might as well do it well. His manhood was hard, pocking between their bodies as she pulled him close. His look was of mild shock as she rubbed her young body against his. Pangs of guilt assaulted her heart, but she pushed them aside. This was for Percy!

Before her step father had a chance to register the change in his young step daughter, she grasped his cock and slipped it at the entrance of her pussy. “You said, everything farther.” She whispered softly and impaled herself…
 
“You said, everything farther.”

Kethry’s voice was soft as a summer’s breeze this bold move of this supple young maiden took his Lordship by surprise and did please him well, yet it was just for a moment. Then his Lordship did some thing that his innocent step daughter was not prepared for, he made love to her yes it was born of blackmail, but he was no stranger to the arts of cupid’s bed. He had not fathered her three sisters without the ability to pleasure a woman and now he pleasured Kethry.

He bathed her neck and neck with soft kisses, gently suckled her firm young breasts kissing, nibbling and tonguing her areolas and nipples in a most sinfully delightful manner. His hands where upon her trim waist, he guided Kethry s she rode his ridged cock her golden pussy ground against his groin. Though he had not the girth of Percy he did penetrated deeply in to the innocent Maiden he brought her to soaring heights of ecstasy, not once but repeatedly till her sweet young body glistened with a fine shimmering coat of sweat. He made love to her holding back his own fulfillment till she was beside herself in a wild cascading orgasm then his white hot seed filled her innocent body climaxing the most delightfully fulfilling orgasm, and all the while he cooed words of praise for her beauty and her body, he coaxed her on to greater efforts he told her everything her young innocent mind needed to hear.

it is for your love of him, it is not your fault, you are the most beautiful of creatures

His soft words, praise and almost hypnotic voice began to weave a web around her will bending it to his.
 
Exhausted by her last orgasm, Kethry lay against her step father's body, cuddle close almost as though she was still a child, her face pressed against his shoulder as he caressed her back ever so gently and murmured sweet words. Her mind was spinning as he guided her to the seat again and began to rock her back and forth.

She sighed and snuggled close, unsure of how to proceed next. Should she dare to tell him of how Percy had made love to her the night before? She shivered slightly, wondered if her step father and now lover would find it exciting or repulsive...maybe she'd keep it to herself...why spoil something shared only with Percy?
 
Kethry cuddled against his shoulder she almost purred as his arms enfolded her comforted her and his words continued to weave around her confused innocent mind, binding her will bending it ever so slowly to his. He pondered the many nights of delight that lay ahead with innocent young Kethry.

“ There was more my sweet child wasn’t there?”

He paused and brushed back a stray hair from her face.

“One hears roomers of what trolls do.
 
She stiffened in his arms and said nothing for a moment. "Please...no..." She whispered against his shoulder, but her step father would not relent.

Instead he jostled her until she faced him again, "Now dear child, you know that you must do everything...everything...or your love dies."

Kethry whimpered softly, but nodded. "As you wish father...yes, there was more...um..." she blushed, looking away, "He took me from behind, only it was not in my sex that he placed his manhood, but in my most forbidden place."

The words came out shyly, as she strained to hold back her shyness and embarrasement as speaking it out loud with her step father.
 
His Lordship felt Kethry stiffen in his arms and his hand gently stroked her golden locks.

"Please...no..."


Her voice was a little girl whisper pleading with her father. She is now again on his lap facing her.

“"Now dear child, you know that you must do everything...everything...or your love dies."

His voice was soft yet the treat was still there. For he was master of his household and his pride would not tolerate disobedience.


"As you wish father...yes, there was more...um..."

Her little girl voice now a soft whimper, Kethry flushed crimson from the tip of her nose to the tip of her toes, but she had immediately bent to his will with out further protest, for Kethry had always been a very obedient child.

"He took me from behind, only it was not in my sex that he placed his manhood, but in my most forbidden place."

The poor shy girl was scarlet with embarrassment at her confession.

“Oh my sweet child……..I never dreamed of such a thing.”

His Lordship smiled to himself at taking his sweet innocent step daughter in such a forbidden way and the mere though excited him beyond belief. He hugged her to him in a loving embrace sweet and tender in its own way, his hands idly roamed her lithe body slowly almost unnoticed teasing and pleasing the innocent golden harried beauty till once again her body craved the newly awaken pleasures.

‘” A bargain is a bargain Kethry yet the coach is to confining an I fear the soldiers would see”

He paused,

“We shall go down the road a bit to my hunting lodge, and a bit of privacy.>>>Your Troll will be safe my dear”

With her innocent body aflame with need the coach lurched forward and Percy and the soldiers where left in the dust. He kissed her eye lids as when she was a child his mouth delighted her breasts and nipples his words again wrapped around her mind and will. He carried her to the bed chamber of the lodge and smiled then guided Kethry to her hands and knees.

He took his time, he let the frighten girl adjust to him, one arm around her waist a finger rolling her enflamed clit to life then it slipped with in Kethry’s moist silken perfection to find the one rough spot and he massaged and teased that spot till it swelled and she moaned. The other hand teased and pleased her nipples, His lord ships impalement of his step daughter's dark rose was slow, he matched his penetration to the reactions of her supple form, his attack was relentless pleasuring her innocent body, words of praise wrapping around Kethry’s confused mind, bending her ever to his will playing her like a fine instrument and he was the master.
 
His dance of seducation was vaguely familiar...his fingers finding just the right sweet spot within her sex to drive her insane with need. Her body was slick, read and relaxed and when he impaled himself into her lovely ass, she cried out not in pain, but pure pleasure.

She rocked back to meet his thrust, tossing her golden head back and sending soft, golden locks spilling down her back. "Oh oh...father! Oooh yeees!" She cried out shamelessly, desire swirling through her mind and jumbling her thoughts. This wasn't right, wasn't decent...she loved her Percy, but she also couldn't deny the sweet pleasure that flowed through her body. The waves her step father was creating in all his evil ways.
 
His Lordship was delighted as Kethry eagerly trust back to willing impale her forbidden dark rose on his iron cored rapier.

"Oh oh...father! Oooh yeees!"

Her innocent body craved the wonderful world of head sensual pleasure that Percy had imitated her to in his simple love. Lord Batard hands never gave the golden haired maidens body a moment’s of rest. He drove deeply within the dark buttery depth of her clutching grasping young ass. His thumb and fore finger of one hand rolled her taunt nipple to diamond hardness. His other hand bathed in Kethry’s sweet honey essence bathed his finger that so expertly manipulated her sweet spot almost unnoticed a second digit join the first to flutter over that most sensitive spot till Kethry was a quivering mass of whimpering delight. As the golden haired teen beauty shook and trammeled in her joy, his heavily laden sack slapped against her swollen, puffy labia, one more thrust his arms encircled Kethry’s trim waist and he filled her bowels whit his scalding seed.

Yet he did not give the girl confused body or mind rest but carried her to the bed where his mouth worshiped every square inch of her heaven supple body. His words heaped praise on her, and he spoke of his desire for the maid.

"Take me with your mouth Kethry."

Gently he guides her into every dark ways to pleasure him and he her. Always encouraging and praising Kethry for her every little effort. Again she was a child learning at his knee but the lessons where very different now.



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The Coach had hardly disappeared when the soldiers followed their orders and thrust with their spears into Percy’s bound body.

Leaving him for dead they dumped his body below the bridge. Yet a Troll is not that easy to kill. Two days later Percy crawled from beneath the bridge and he was filled with a terrible vengeance he lifted hi great head, inhaled and picked up the sent of his Kethry and started to move down the road.
 
Kethry kneeled before him and took his flaccide cock into her mouth. She sucked him deep, taking most of him into her mouth, tasing her own secretions that coated him, but not caring. She licked and sucked and teased the way he directed her too.

Soon he was hard again, grabbing the back of her head and shoving his prick as far as it would go without her gagging. She dug her nails into his hips and tried to move away, but he kept her to him, being rougher than he had been, comanding and wanting release.

She closed her eyes and kept her mouth around his member, making sure not to bite down, keeping her tongue soft and teasing...
 
Demanding, commanding, dominating he was buried deep with in Kethry’s throat. his rapier hard and ready then he suddenly withdrew from her clinking lips

“Kethry I can be hard or genteel.”

And then he made love to his step daughter as none other had, he pleased, teased, excited , and manipulated her supple body, wave after wave of sheer pleasure crashed down upon her. his mouth owned Kethry, then his fingers joined in and plucked, stroked and enflamed her golden trimmed pussy.

And still there was no end to the wild carnal delight as his iron cored rapier slipped within Kethry’s dripping pus she was on hands and knees. As her lithe body trembled and quaked with delight he slipped a moisten finger into her dark rose and reamed it, wiggling it as she climaxed. Then his rapier was there and his finger massaged her sweet spot. So he changed positions several times till at last he was ready.

Again Kethry’s pussy was impaled on his cock, her sweet tight ass pierced by two fingers that reamed her and the head of his Lordships rapier nudging the top of her womb then his hands where on her trim waist and he held her as he came deep with in her.

And all the while he whispered words of love to her as he expertly played her body and mind.
 
Kethry slumped forward as her step father finished off and lay her against the bed. She snuggled down with a tired sigh, her body slowly coming down from it's plateau of pleasure. Naked and dripping with cum, she lay back and closed her eyes. Her step father was still caressing her body, whispereing sweet words of praise as she drifted off and dreamed of Percy.

The scent of sex in the air was heavy, unmistakable. It drifted through the open window and on down the road...drifting up into the Troll's nose and allerting his sences. Kethry and another...he felt rage and anger. Another had his lady love...
 
Kethry’s scent on the air, the frequency of her arousal. And Percy’s eyes take a hard set his nostrils flaring, his great muscles rippling. The troll follows the scent of his lady love to the hunting lodge, he is weary the smell of her father is about the place a low light glimmers from the back , stealthfully he creeps up to the window, peers over the edge of the window sill and his great heart nearly breaks at the sight that greets his eyes.

Kethry is naked, curled up close to the man Percy knows as her father her golden haired tosseled laying in wild perfusion. Her womanly scent clinging to both of them and Percy’s head snapped back and his howl made the blood run cold and tore the very fabric of his soul and the great troll collapsed, crumpling to the ground. And lay deathly still.,
 
The howl that split the air jerked Kethry right out of her slumber. She gasped and looked around, pushing wild hair out of her face and searching for the source. "Percy!?" She called out questioningly, but there was no answer. Springing out of bed, she ignored her step father's protest as she flung open the door, still naked as the day she was born.

Percy lay on the ground, deathly still. She gasped, a sob of joy and worry escaping her lips as she went to him, kneeling down next to her great giant. "Percy...oh Percy...please talk to me! Oh please...I did this for you...for us." Her hands drift over him, only to encounter blood.

Trembling hands raised up as her gaze turned to her step father who stood in the doorway. "You LIED!!! You took me and you LIED and killed him!!" She yelled, anger, hurt and confusion bubbling inside the sweet beauty.
 
"You LIED!!! You took me and you LIED and killed him!!"

Kethry’s anger poured out in a mournful tirade and her step father mind started turning quickly. His Lordship never one to miss an opportunity to take what he wanted now cunningly bellowed for the for his chief Steward.

“Sir find out who betrayed me by assaulting this Troll when I had given my word…..Bear his body to his people and pay him the do homage that he deservers..

He slips his arm around Kethry and eases the girl to her feet then lifts her into his arms holding the sobbing beauty close cradling her like a child soothing her comforting her and caring her back to the bed that had been her sacrificial alter to save her love.

With the great Troll apparently out of the way for good his Lordship now could further seduce the young girl and make of her what he wished, and that is what he did.

Yet things in fairy tales are never quite what they seem, and especially in a naughty adult one.


Three months had gone by and a now much revived Percy was out for cruel vengeance on his Lordship and to reclaim his golden haired Beauty.
 
Kethry's spirits were low, although she tried to look happy. In three months, she had been taken to her cousin Ian's to spend time with her sisters, father, cousin, aunt and uncle. No mention was made about what had happened with Percy...no. Her step father left out the details in exchange for nights of unbridled passion with his goden haired step daugther. Her cries were muffled against pillows as he had his way with her, but as time passed, Kethry became more and more sadened by her loss. No more Percy...no more love. She hated herself and her body for not resisting her step father's advances, but he more than once made it clear that it would be a disgrace for her to mention it to anyone else.

So she kept her mouth shut, but out of them all, Ian seemed to sense some distress radiating from the otherwise happy looking miss. On one such night, he drew her away from the crowd of family and walked her out into the gardens.

"How have you been, Kethry?" He asked ever so softly...his voice rich and full of concern.

Kethry swalled, trying to avoid his gaze as her chin began to quiver and a terrible ache filled her chest. "I'm fine, Ian...just fine."

Ian made a small hushing sound and drew her close where Kethry clung to his chest with her hands, grasping onto his coat and burying her face against him. "Hush now...tell me what's eating you sweetheart."

Kethry bit back a soft, shuddering and shook her head, "Oh no Ian...I mustn't...father said it wouldn't be right."

Ian gently rocked her, hugging her close and pulling her deeper in the garden so that they could talk privately. "Here Keth...come now, talk to me. We've been best friends forever now...have we not?" He asked and watched as she drew back, sniffled and nodded.

"Yes...we have. But Ian...it's so...so horrible. You will never look at me the same."

Ian grinned charmingly, "Oh but Keth...of course I will. You are lovely."

Kethry sighed heavily, "Very well then..." Look around, she finally settled down on a garden bench, Ian by her side as she recounted her tale to her cousin...
 
Now as I have said all is not what it seems, and Troll are rather stubborn creatures particularly when it comes to dying, and though Percy appeared to be quite dead in reality he was only Mostly dead.

His lordship had The great troll buried deeply nay 6 foot under but and extra 6 foot making 12 foot just for good measure but the soothing embrace of mother earth, the love he bore for Kethry, the hatred he bore for His Lordship all conspired to heal him and he clawed his way back to life.

He had been on the trail of Kethry and her step father, he now smelt not only her arousal deep her deep sadness and knew in his heart of hearts that what ever had happened or was still happening was not of her doing. Percy no longer traveled alone but with a cohort of 50 trolls yet none where as wonderfully hideous as Percy. They came near to the place where Kethry and her family where staying with her cousin. 10 strong Trolls appeared at the gate and bellowed that the Crown Prince of Troll would arrive in an hour

“Make ready to receive him and no treachery less all in this house parish.”

Ta the allotted time a magnificently adorned Troll resplendent in gold and steel armor appeared with his cohort. His face was masked by his helm and his great battle ax in hand. He strolled into the hall as if he owned it and looked his Lordship right in the eye from behind his helms visor.

“What tribute do you offer Humane?”
 
Deep in the back yard, Kethry told Ian her story and sat there. Her cousin looked stunned and then a strange look crossed his face. Perhaps one of desire and want...he did indeed see Kethry in a different light. It was strange seeing him look at her like that and she instantly moved away, standing and stepping away.

"Ian...you promised!" She said, feeling hurt all over again. "I knew it! I knew you'd look at me like that!"

Ian shook his head, trying to clear his mind, but his own desires seem to cloud his mind. "Kethry...please...come here."

She shook her head, stepping further back. "NO!"

He looked a bit stunned as she turned and fled, cursing under his breath as he ran after her. "Kethry, please wait!"
 
The Troll Prince again made his request yet this time he bellowed it in a deep gruff voice so unlike his own.

“What tribute do you offer Humane?”

The cohort began to bang their shields with their spears, stump their massive hair feet and chant in a low soft rumbling chorus.

kill, kill, kill. want women, want women, want women

His Lordship could see that the situation was rapidly becoming very dangerous.
 
Kethry ran up to the house and out into the front, trying to catch her breath when she heard the strange sounds. Cautiously she moved forward to the gates and was shocked to see the monsterous creatures chanting.

kill, kill, kill. want women, want women, want women

"My Lord!" She gasped, looking at them, "What's going on!?" Just as that point Ian ran up, his hands grasping her arms and holding her back. "Let me go!" She yelled at him, wanting to get closer.

"No! It's not safe!" Ian shouted back, his eyes wide with fright.
 
"My Lord,”……………………….."What's going on,”………………….. "Let me go!"

Kethry’s words where a gasp, was it of surprise or horror? Yet there was an edge of steel in her voice when she demanded to be unhanded. The Troll prince gauntleted hand shot up and there was instant silence. Percy dare no speak at least not yet a flick of his wrist and the Captain of the cohort was at his side. A whispered exchange in their own guttural language, a nod of understanding. The Captain straitens and stabs his finger in the direction of the golden haired beauty.


”Who She?”

There was no doubt that Kethry was the object of their interest.

“My Daughter trolls”

“ How many daughters?”

His Lordship just stared open mouth at the audacity of the trolls.

HOWN MANY HUMANE?... YOU TELL NOW OR WAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

Things where getting out of hand and death could be felt in the air.

“ Four came the subdued reply”

YOU GIVE AS TRIBUTE ALL FOUR HUMANE……………………..NO WAR YOU AND HIM LIVE………………………..NO TRIBUTE………………….YOU AND HIM DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”



And so Kethry and her sisters where delivered up to the Troll horde, to be lead away to an unknown fate.
 
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Her sisters clung to Kethry, all of them holding hands and whimpering while she looked at the big Troll men that lead them away, curious as to what was going on.

"Shhh girl, hush now. It'll be OK." She tried soothing them, trying to get them to stop whimpered and pleading for their release. "Shhhhh...they won't harm you. Please, stop." She pleaded with her sibblings.

They sniffled and sobbed, terrified, "How do you know this?!" One of them asked.

Kethry shrugged, "I can't be for certain, but I survived, now didn't I? And the Troll who took me...was...kind. Ana...he was kind and good and loving...not what Father made him out to be. If anyone was a monster, it was Father."

The girls gasped in outrage. "How can you say that?!"

Kethry sighed, hoping and praying that they were leading them to Percy and she could wrap herself around him for comfort. "I'd rahter not speak of Father right now...you wouldn't understand." She said and let them form their own ideas.
 
And so His Lordship handed over his daughters to protect his life and position nor did his cousin lift his voice in opposition.

The cohort formed a solid falinks around the weeping girls Percy resplendent in his Princely armor led the way out and into the dark forest, his Captain commanding the rear guard. They marched all that night deep into the country of the Trolls, past the boarder lands, to at last come to a frontier post, the walls massive, threatening, and ghastly in appearance to the humans.

The mighty gates, ground closed and the captives where lead to a great hall. Some time later the Troll Prince entered and slowly pulled his helm from his head and Percy hideous countenance was at last reveled.

“Kethry are you all right my love?”


His eyes where full of concern and sorrow. Then he held out his great hairy hand to the petite golden harried beauty.
 
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