only knows, Peggy thought as she nibbled
on her lower lip, that she could use a little comforting herself.
The captives were ushered in single file
through the door and paraded in front of a group of loud, boisterous—and
huge—men. The men immediately took notice of the captives and began to whistle
and shout out things at them in their native tongue.
Peggy tensed up, yelping when a heavily
muscled blonde man ran his callused palm over her exposed breasts, squeezing
them as she walked past. Ivara said something to him in a reprimanding tone, to
which the giant only grinned.
Peggy blew out a breath of relief even as
her heart rate picked up. She quickly forgot about the man who’d groped her,
concentrating instead on gawking at her surroundings.
Males were seated all around the Commons, a
room that looked to be a large tavern. Naked women were scurrying about
everywhere, waiting on tables and catering to the men here. The only difference
Peggy could see about the females in general was that rather than having a
small triangle of hair between their thighs, all of their pubic hair had been
shaved bald. Also, their feet were not painted. Otherwise, they looked the same
as everyone else here. Naked, she thought grimly.
But that wasn’t what was making her gape at
the people inside of the tavern. The upsetting part was that Ivara hadn’t lied.
The bodies of these poor women were being groped and fondled, pinched and
played with, and none of the males seemed to be asking for permission. Men were
pulling the serving maids down onto their erect laps and doing whatever they
wanted to do to them. Suck on their nipples, shove the women’s faces down to
give them blowjobs, fuck them—they did everything.
Peggy’s hand unconsciously flew up to cover
her mouth. She watched in morbid fascination as the body of a beautiful
brunette was stretched out onto a table by four men. The men were laughing and
boisterous as they sucked on her stiff nipples and played in her cunt. They
spoke in their native tongue so she had no idea what was being said.
“Oh my god,” Michelle whimpered, threading
her fingers through Peggy’s. “Look what they’re doing to her.”
Peggy could only nod, her gaze snagged by
the scene across the room. She watched as the woman was turned over and placed
on all fours. A groaning Viking sank into her pussy from behind, his fingers
digging into the flesh of her hips as he rode her body hard. The woman gasped,
giving another male the opportunity to shove his swollen cock into her mouth.
The men rode her body hard, stuffing her
cunt and mouth full of cock. She could hear the woman moan from around the
penis fucking her face, and didn’t know what to make of it. Were they moans of
pleasure? Or, she thought wide-eyed, moans of horror at what was being done to
her?
When a third man slid underneath the
serving maid and began to frenziedly suck on her nipples, Peggy looked away.
She glanced toward Michelle, feeling sickened by how ill the girl looked. “Are
you okay, honey?” she whispered.
“No.” Michelle closed her eyes briefly and
took in a deep tug of air. When she looked at Peggy again, there were tears in
her eyes. “I’m a virgin,” she quietly admitted.
Peggy’s breathing stilled. Good lord in heaven ,
she thought, please don’t let these men violate a child. “How old are
you, sweetheart?”
“Eighteen. Almost nineteen,” she whispered.
Peggy nodded. She squeezed Michelle’s hand.
“What do you want to do?”
“Escape!” the girl fervently whispered. “I
can’t believe this has happened. I feel like I’m living a nightmare!”
Peggy couldn’t disagree with that. But, she
thought warily, if they tried to escape and were caught, she’d never forgive
herself if Michelle’s first time with a man was the result of a gang rape in
the Commons. “What if we’re caught, sweetheart? You don’t want to end up here,”
she said quietly. She glanced around, noting that Ivara was
on her lower lip, that she could use a little comforting herself.
The captives were ushered in single file
through the door and paraded in front of a group of loud, boisterous—and
huge—men. The men immediately took notice of the captives and began to whistle
and shout out things at them in their native tongue.
Peggy tensed up, yelping when a heavily
muscled blonde man ran his callused palm over her exposed breasts, squeezing
them as she walked past. Ivara said something to him in a reprimanding tone, to
which the giant only grinned.
Peggy blew out a breath of relief even as
her heart rate picked up. She quickly forgot about the man who’d groped her,
concentrating instead on gawking at her surroundings.
Males were seated all around the Commons, a
room that looked to be a large tavern. Naked women were scurrying about
everywhere, waiting on tables and catering to the men here. The only difference
Peggy could see about the females in general was that rather than having a
small triangle of hair between their thighs, all of their pubic hair had been
shaved bald. Also, their feet were not painted. Otherwise, they looked the same
as everyone else here. Naked, she thought grimly.
But that wasn’t what was making her gape at
the people inside of the tavern. The upsetting part was that Ivara hadn’t lied.
The bodies of these poor women were being groped and fondled, pinched and
played with, and none of the males seemed to be asking for permission. Men were
pulling the serving maids down onto their erect laps and doing whatever they
wanted to do to them. Suck on their nipples, shove the women’s faces down to
give them blowjobs, fuck them—they did everything.
Peggy’s hand unconsciously flew up to cover
her mouth. She watched in morbid fascination as the body of a beautiful
brunette was stretched out onto a table by four men. The men were laughing and
boisterous as they sucked on her stiff nipples and played in her cunt. They
spoke in their native tongue so she had no idea what was being said.
“Oh my god,” Michelle whimpered, threading
her fingers through Peggy’s. “Look what they’re doing to her.”
Peggy could only nod, her gaze snagged by
the scene across the room. She watched as the woman was turned over and placed
on all fours. A groaning Viking sank into her pussy from behind, his fingers
digging into the flesh of her hips as he rode her body hard. The woman gasped,
giving another male the opportunity to shove his swollen cock into her mouth.
The men rode her body hard, stuffing her
cunt and mouth full of cock. She could hear the woman moan from around the
penis fucking her face, and didn’t know what to make of it. Were they moans of
pleasure? Or, she thought wide-eyed, moans of horror at what was being done to
her?
When a third man slid underneath the
serving maid and began to frenziedly suck on her nipples, Peggy looked away.
She glanced toward Michelle, feeling sickened by how ill the girl looked. “Are
you okay, honey?” she whispered.
“No.” Michelle closed her eyes briefly and
took in a deep tug of air. When she looked at Peggy again, there were tears in
her eyes. “I’m a virgin,” she quietly admitted.
Peggy’s breathing stilled. Good lord in heaven ,
she thought, please don’t let these men violate a child. “How old are
you, sweetheart?”
“Eighteen. Almost nineteen,” she whispered.
Peggy nodded. She squeezed Michelle’s hand.
“What do you want to do?”
“Escape!” the girl fervently whispered. “I
can’t believe this has happened. I feel like I’m living a nightmare!”
Peggy couldn’t disagree with that. But, she
thought warily, if they tried to escape and were caught, she’d never forgive
herself if Michelle’s first time with a man was the result of a gang rape in
the Commons. “What if we’re caught, sweetheart? You don’t want to end up here,”
she said quietly. She glanced around, noting that Ivara was
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