Tannah bounced in the saddle as she rode into camp, the clink of steel ringing distantly as her men sparred nearby. She reached down and placed a hand on her trapping bag as her horse trotted through a populated stretch of road.
The sack had a tendency to become unhooked from the brass hoop if bumped by a negligent body, especially when it bulged from the day’s catch. With one eye on her bag of furred creatures and one on the men around her Tannah kicked her horse into a canter.
“Beustalar!” she yelled at one of the bigger men, pulling the rein to slow her beast as she saw him face off against a new recruit. He looked up and immediately took a sound thwack across the midsection from his young training partner’s sword.
“Quit dropping your guard!” Tannah barked, her expression turning into a grin as she watched him glare at his opponent. “And don’t take your eyes off your enemy,” she teased, riding past. She glanced back at the big man, gazing at his bulky frame encased in leather armor.
“He must be such a pretty man underneath all that,” she thought, narrowing her eyes as she pictured his naked body in her mind. “He’s large and intimidating. He’s got the fire of combat in him and he has the right build for it. Although, I could think of other uses for those strong hips of his,” she told herself as she imagined his fully aroused cock standing firm between his muscular thighs.
“It’s too bad he’s so overconfident,” she thought to herself. “Even the largest and prettiest men die in seconds if poked in the right places.”
Tannah dismounted in front of her spacious tent. She put one foot on the ground and paused as she noticed a tethered white mare. Tannah’s smile widened a little as she recognized her husband’s horse.
She removed her other foot from the stirrup and grasped the small metal cage containing Aldaloon, her hawk. The bird let out a low croak as she jostled it with her motions, detaching the cage and carrying it with her.
Tannah threw open the tent flap and saw Balter inside facing a woman, both of them completely nude. The girl turned toward Tannah and smiled. She was as tall as Tannah, with an athletic body and light blonde hair that hung just past her earlobes.
Tannah stepped inside, admiring the woman’s body, her perky pink nipples and her blonde bush, her strong thighs and feminine physique.
“Tannah,” Balter said in greeting, turning to face her with his pale cock exposed and hard. “This is Aretta,” he boomed in introduction. “She’s my new concubine.”
Aretta looked at Balter, then back at Tannah, following her movements with interest as she hung the bird cage and set her sack of dead skirrik on the table.
“Come here Tannah, leave the skinning for later,” Balter demanded. Tannah moved around the table and came toward him, but was blocked by Aretta. The strong woman intercepted her, placing a slender hand on Tannah’s shoulder, looking her up and down and measuring her reaction.
Aretta looked into Tannah’s eyes as she moved a little closer, leaning in slowly, cocking her head to one side as she brought her lips close to Tannah’s.
Tannah stood still, waiting for the touch of Aretta’s narrow lips, the woman’s breasts pressing against hers, their mouths coming within an inch of each other before stopping. Aretta’s breaths were warm against Tannah’s face. She smelled like sweet oils and honeyed tea.
Tannah felt her nipples becoming firm and her womanhood growing moist from the press of Aretta’s body and the longer she remained in contact with the girl the more she ached for the conclusion of her kiss.
Aretta caressed Tannah’s arm while putting her other hand on her abdomen, her lips tantalizingly close.
“I can’t wait to please you, my mistress,” Aretta said as her hand moved lower and lower until the tips of her fingers slipped just under the waistband of Tannah’s trousers.
“You’re pleasing me right now,” Tannah said, “you’d better not stop.”
Aretta laughed softly and put her mouth against Tannah’s. She kissed experimentally at first, letting their lips touch and then pulling away, but lingering a little longer each time until finally their mouths came together and remained pressed tight.
Tannah felt the tip of Aretta’s tongue against her palate as the woman’s fingers slid down into her panties and curled around her sex.
“Mmmm, our master says you like having your pussy licked, is that what you want?” she asked moving her tongue playfully across Tannah’s upper lip, her forefinger sliding between Tannah’s minora as it followed the valley of her cunt to its wet opening.
“You should get down on your knees and find out,” Tannah purred, moving her hands down Aretta’s bare thighs and rocking her hips as the girl’s slick fingers rubbed between her labia.
Aretta smiled and withdrew her hand. She slid down Tannah’s body, brushing a curious palm across her breast and caressing her stomach as she moved lower, hanging her fingers on Tannah’s trousers and giving them a tug.
“Balter, the pleasure part of the money I gave you was for whores and mead, I didn’t expect you to go out and buy a second wife with it,” Tannah scolded as she allowed her pants to be pulled down over her hips exposing her dark haired cunt.
“Don’t worry, you’ll always be my favorite Tannah,” Balter responded with a grin, his eyes on Aretta as she put her face in Tannah’s bush. Tannah’s mouth hung open as she watched Aretta grip her by the thighs, kissing and sucking at her naked sex.
“Ahhh,” Tannah moaned, placing her hands on the girl’s head, watching her smile as she ran the flat of her tongue across her pussy. “Ahhh, oh you’re good,” Tannah shuddered as Aretta wrapped her arms around Tannah’s thighs, caressing her lower back and squeezing her butt while she licked.
Balter moved closer, placing a hand on his erect penis and stroking it while Aretta’s head moved between Tannah’s thighs. Tannah rocked her hips, running her fingers through the girl’s short blonde hair and riding her mouth.
“I take it this is all you got done during your trip to the capital?” Tannah asked, blushing as he watched Aretta eat her pussy.
“Hah! You underestimate my resourcefulness Tannah,” Balter said, his hand moving along his shaft, clear slime dripping from its tip as he masturbated.
“I know your appetites,” Tannah retorted, looking down at his cock. “Do you have any news for me or did you spend your whole trip fucking girls in search of a new plaything?”
“Hanmer’s court seems eager to give you your first assignment,” he answered, his gaze settling on the blonde girl again as she put her lips around Tannah’s mons and sucked.
“Mmnnnh,” Tannah moaned, biting her lip and clawing gently at Aretta’s scalp. Her knees trembled and her clitoris bulged against Aretta’s tongue as she looked into the woman’s pale blue eyes. “Ahhh, I need to sit,” she gasped, pulling away and walking backward until her heel bumped the wooden leg of her chair.
“Hanmer’s vassals, however seem divided about us,” Balter said as Tannah sat down with her legs apart, spreading her labia apart with two fingers and stroking her wet sex while Aretta crawled close on hands and knees. “They will oppose us if they get a chance. They see me as an upstart with no heritage and they see you as … uh.”
“A whore?” Tannah asked as Aretta tongued the opening of her cunt and pressed her mouth against it. “Ahhh, hahh,” Tannah moaned, her pussy drooling down Aretta’s chin as the woman pushed her tongue inside, her spit trickling down Tannah’s butt as she devoured her juices.
“Is that surprising?” Balter asked, walking up behind Aretta and placing his hands on her ass, setting his cock on her tailbone while he caressed her bare bottom. “Thankfully none of them know how we met or they’d all be asking for donations in return for their silence,” he said, letting his penis rub between the girl’s butt cheeks as she buried her face in Tannah’s sex.
“Yet you trust Aretta with the information?” Tannah asked, narrowing her eyes at the blonde woman sucking the wet flesh between her labia, the tip of her nose rubbing against her clitoris and making her gasp.
“Aretta would be in more trouble than you if any of them knew,” Balter said with a smirk, grabbing his erection and teasing Aretta’s cunt with it as she pleasured Tannah with her mouth. “You can survive a prostitution charge under King Hanmer, and with most of your wealth intact. If they learn about Aretta though …”
Tannah petted Aretta’s pretty forehead and watched the girl lick, her slick tongue making small circles around her throbbing clitoris. Balter grasped Aretta by the hips and thrust his cock into her. Aretta swayed gently, wrapping her hands around Tannah’s thighs and clinging to her pelvis, her mouth pressed firmly against Tannah’s pussy as Balter took her from behind.
Tannah looked at the blonde woman dutifully kissing and tonguing her cunt. She’d been a whore herself once. She recalled a time in her life when she truly thought she would die working at a brothel and despite doing it out of necessity Tannah still didn’t hate the profession.
“Better to be a whore than a wife,” she always told herself. Then she married Balter. Tannah felt a flutter in her stomach as Aretta sucked on her clitoris, exhaling warm air into her bush while Balter fucked her.
“Mmmm.” the girl moaned as Balter began pounding her with rapid pelvic thrusts, the beat of his hips making Aretta’s ass shake, her lips trembling as she licked between Tannah’s minora. Tannah watched Balter’s chest and neck muscles tighten as he drove his cock into the girl, producing a rhythmic slap as his lap struck her butt.
Tannah looked down at Aretta and saw her cheeks turn a little pink as she took each hard shove with some rigidity. She felt a touch of jealousy, wanting to feel his hard manhood thrust deep into her pussy.
“He’s been away for weeks, he must miss my cunt by now,” she thought, hearing his balls slap against Aretta’s sex. Balter always came abundantly the night he returned from a trip. His seed would be extra thick and rich from feasting in a royal court.
Tannah made gentle humping motions as she thought about Balter’s extra goopy load squirting across her tongue and hitting the roof of her mouth. She’d hoped the trip back would starve Balter, so that his cock would be firm and dripping for her by the time she’d gotten his pants off. Now he was starving her, making her watch as someone else enjoyed his affection.
Aretta’s cheeks became slick as they rubbed between Tannah’s thighs. She salivated profusely, tonguing the opening of Tannah’s pussy, the bridge of her nose pressed between Tannah’s wet labia.
“Ahhh, ahhhhh, ahhhhh!” Tannah moaned, climaxing abruptly, her clitoris erect, rubbing across Aretta’s tongue, her hips bucking while the girl fed on her juices. “Ohhh,” Tannah whined as she rocked her hips and came on the girl’s mouth.
“Mmmhhm mmmm!” Aretta sighed as Tannah held her firmly against her cunt, her thighs trembling, closing around Aretta’s ears while she orgasmed. Tannah gritted her teeth and watched Aretta’s butt ripple from the smack of her husband’s hips. The girl’s tongue slid inside of her and Tannah’s mouth hung open in soundless a gasp while Aretta licked the roof of her vagina.
“Ahhh ahhhh,” Tannah gasped, her feet in the air, her toes curling as Aretta ran her tongue across the opening of her pussy, up between her labia, and over her throbbing clitoris.
“You made her cum, you’re already doing the impossible Aretta,” Balter panted over the wet slap of his groin against hers. Tannah laughed as he congratulated her.
“Fuck you Balter,” Tannah said with a naughty smile, her heels pressing against Aretta’s back, the point of the girl’s nose smushed against Tannah’s pubic bone. Balter chuckled and pulled out, his cock glistening with her juices, swaying between his thighs as he moved around Aretta and towards the side of Tannah’s chair.
He reached down and grabbed the hem of Tannah’s tunic pulling it up over her head and letting her plump breasts drop free. Tannah felt Aretta’s hands surround her naked tits while the girl’s slender tongue stroked the furrow of her sex.
Tannah smelled something pungent and turned to see Balter’s cock just inches from her face. She gripped the base of his erection and put her mouth around its pink head, inhaling the strong scent of Aretta’s pussy on his length as her lips slid down its shaft.
“Mmmmm,” Tannah hummed, shutting her eyes and tasting his precum, sweet and slimy, clinging to her taste buds as it flowed from the tip of his penis. Tannah sucked him noisily, slurping and salivating, his arousal lubricating her mouth.
Balter put a hand on Tannah’s head and rocked his hips, thrusting his firm member across her tongue. She opened her eyes and looked up at him, taking her hand away from his penis and watching his expression as he fucked her face.
“Ahhh,” Balter sighed as Tannah bobbed her head, her lips gliding down his cock. Tannah felt Aretta’s breaths against her cunt as the girl rested her head between her thighs, squishing her exposed breasts with strong feminine hands while Tannah sucked.
“Ooohh,” Balter groaned as he shoved his throbbing erection into the back of Tannah’s throat, gagging her with the stiff head of his manhood.
“Nnnghhh,” Tannah whimpered, her lips against his balls, the smell of Aretta’s womanhood filling her nostrils as her nose was squished against his hairy groin. She stared at Balter’s stomach, unable to breathe, her nipples becoming firm between Aretta’s knuckles and her cunt growing even more moist.
“Chhhhkk,” she coughed when Balter finally pulled back, shiny saliva covering his shaft and dripping down her chin. He rocked his hips, one hand on the back of Tannah’s head as he forced himself deep.Tannah heard him shudder with pleasure as he thrust his cock between her wet lips.
“Ahhh ahhhhh,” he groaned, squirting thick goo against her palate, his member pulsing as he ejaculated. His hands shook and he took sharp breaths as he sprayed the inside of Tannah’s cheek with his load.
“Mmmm,” Tannah moaned, savoring the salty taste of Balter’s cum as it spilled across her tongue. His seed was thick and syrupy, shooting from the tip of his penis with enough strength that Tannah could hear him cumming in her mouth.
“Mmmmmmm,” she hummed, feeling his goopy stuff slosh around his cock, his thrusts beating his cum into a froth as it continued to gush from his bulging tip. Tannah moaned through the mouthful while listening to his grunts of satisfaction, his shaft throbbing with arousal as it glided between her lips.
“Oooh, I definitely missed this Tannah,” Balter groaned, letting out thin spurts against the roof of her mouth as his orgasm began to ebb. “You suck cock far better than any whore,” he shuddered.
Tannah slurped noisily along his slick erection, cum trickling from the corner of her mouth as she struggled to contain his orgasm. He took his hand off of her head and Tannah leaned back, sucking the seed off of his length, pulling her lips off the end of his penis with a sound pop.
She looked up at Balter, opening her mouth wide and sticking out her tongue so he could see what he had deposited there. The thick stuff clung to her palate and she laughed as it dripped off the tip of her tongue and onto her bare tits.
Aretta crawled up across her body, putting her lips against Tannah’s stomach, kissing between her breasts and licking up the globs of Balter’s cum as they fell. Tannah closed her mouth and swallowed the whole slimy load in one gulp, not wanting to share another drop of her man’s seed.
Aretta’s firm nipples tickled Tannah’s skin as their lips pressed together and Tannah felt her pussy becoming moist again as the girl’s tongue slid into her mouth.
“Mmmhm mmmm,” Aretta hummed, kissing Tannah deeply, licking her palate and sucking her upper lip. Despite the overwhelming flavor of Balter’s seed Tannah could still taste her own juices in Aretta’s saliva.
“Mmm,” Tannah whimpered, clamping her thighs around Aretta’s waist and making gentle humping motions as her arousal began to drip down her butt crack. “Get your cunt on my mouth girl,” Tannah sighed between touches of their lips, her cheeks burning, Aretta’s light pubic hair scratching Tannah’s labia.
Aretta smiled, giving Tannah one last kiss before climbing over her, putting her hairy womanhood in Tannah’s face. Tannah laid back in the chair caressing Aretta’s strong thighs and staring at the woman’s blonde haired pussy, the pink curtains of her sex just visible within its damp valley.
She looked up at the girl’s statuesque figure, her perfectly round breasts topped with perky pink nipples, her hands on her hips and her expression daring Tannah to bury her nose in her pungent smelling bush.
Tannah leaned in and let her lips touch Aretta’s labia. She surrounded the girl’s clitoris with her mouth, immediately tasting her slick dew. Aretta put a hand on Tannah’s head and rocked her hips while Tannah extended her tongue along the furrow of the woman’s sex.
“Ahhh,” Aretta sighed, leaning her head back while Tannah licked between the lips of her pussy, thrusting her pelvis forward and back, smearing her juices across the flat of Tannah’s tongue.
Tannah felt Balter’s rough hands on her knees. He lifted her legs up and held them apart while she sucked the hood of Aretta’s clitoris.
“Finally,” Tannah thought, her heart racing as she felt the fat wet head of Balter’s penis press against her cunt, spreading her minora aside and sliding inside of her. He drew it back and then pushed it up to his balls in her slick sex, pausing and letting out a sigh of pleasure as the warmth of Tannah’s womanhood surrounded his member.
“Nnnnhhn,” Tannah moaned, her nose squished against Aretta’s pubic bone, feeling the bulb of Balter’s erection reach deep and swell with arousal within her. Tannah looked up at Aretta’s heaving breasts and tried to focus while Balter fucked her, her pussy drooling along his cock, her clitoris fully aroused.
Aretta looked down at Tannah again, her face was bright red and she took shuddering breaths while riding Tannah’s face. Tannah gazed knowingly up at her, tonguing her opening and sucking the nectar off of her wet labia.
“She may be a whore but she’s enjoying this,” Tannah decided as she tasted the thick slime flowing from Aretta’s cunt. “Either that or she’s really good,” she thought.
“Ahhh ahhhhh,” Aretta whined, her mouth open wide, her hand curling into a fist as she clung to Tannah’s scalp and squealed. Tannah’s shoulders trembled as she licked Aretta’s wet sex, breathing in the strong scent of her pussy with each gasping breath.
Tannah curled her toes and whimpered as Balter pounded her, her moisture dripping down his balls as they beat softly against her ass. She felt her thighs shake and listened to the rhythmic slap of his groin while he drove his cock into her, panting lustfully.
“Mmmhh hmm mmm!” Tannah whined, her nose nestled in Aretta’s bush, blushing as she licked the opening of her pussy. Aretta’s juices stung Tannah’s lips and ran across her chin as she extended her tongue between the folds of her womanhood, stroking the slippery flesh with its tip.
Aretta watched with wide eyes and rosy cheeks as Tannah held her by the waist and licked her open cunt, her shoulders shaking with each shove of Balter’s pelvis.
“Ahhh … ahhh,” Aretta moaned over the rhythmic smack of Balter’s groin. She bucked her hips and gasped uncontrollably, her fingernails digging into Tannah scalp.
“Ahhh!” Aretta cried out shrilly, removing her pussy from Tannah’s mouth and sliding down her body. Aretta sat on Tannah’s stomach and craned her neck downward for a kiss while Balter continued to fuck her.
“Mmmm,” Tannah sighed as her lips pressed against Aretta’s, her palate slimy with the woman’s sweet dew, her feet in the air, swaying gently, her toes splayed as she took Balter’s length. Tannah inhaled sharply through her nose, feeling Balter’s slick shaft thrust deep into her while her and Aretta kissed passionately.
Aretta’s tongue moved against the inside of Tannah’s cheek as she made gentle humping motions with her hips, rubbing her wet cunt across Tannah’s skin. Tannah moaned into Aretta’s mouth while Balter fucked her, her legs spread and her hands travelling across the woman’s back.
“Mmm mmhh aaahh!” Tannah gasped when her and Aretta’s lips finally parted. She looked into Aretta’s pale blue eyes, sighing as her labia spread around Balter’s girth, his balls squishing against her naked sex and his pubic hair tangling with hers.
Then, suddenly he slipped out of her. He put Tannah’s legs down and stepped over her, mounting Aretta with a grin on his face. Aretta’s eyes widened in surprise as Balter took her by the hips and teased her womanhood with his penis.
“Ahh,” she shuddered as he pushed his cock into her, her tits flat against Tannah’s, her nipples poking into Tannah’s areolas as Balter mounted her.
“Ahhh, oh master,” Aretta whined, swaying in place as Balter fucked her. Tannah pressed her lips to Aretta’s skin, kissing her collar and neck while the girl rocked forward and back, her thighs quaking from the impact of Balter’s hips.
“Ohhh ohh wow,” Aretta moaned while Balter pounded her cunt. Tannah clung to Aretta and listened to her sighs of pleasure, thrusting her hips involuntarily while Aretta gasped. Tannah felt her pussy gape, her clitoris hard as a rock and slick with her arousal as she waited for him to push his cock into her again.
“Ooooh,” Aretta sighed over the soft slap of flesh as he rammed his pelvis briskly against her ass. “Ohh fuck me,” she begged, her cheeks red and her lips parted, her bush rubbing against Tannah’s stomach as Balter took her with rough thrusts.
Tannah felt her juices drip across her butthole as she listened to them fuck on top of her, Balter’s balls smacking noisily against Aretta’s pussy. Aretta grabbed Tannah’s breasts, squeezing and massaging them while their naked bodies pressed together sensually.
“You’re hungry for my seed Tannah I can tell,” Balter gasped, sweat from his cock dripping into Tannah’s bush as he fucked the strong woman. “… don’t worry I’m going to give it to you just the way you like it,” he said, his fingers digging into Aretta’s thighs, his shuddering breaths signalling his orgasm.
“Ohh yes, cum inside me master yes!” Aretta moaned as Balter shivered, his hips slapping against her butt while he grunted in climax. Tannah’s hands moved up the sides of Aretta’s neck and into her short blonde hair as she gazed into the girl’s eyes, the tips of their noses touching, her nipples stiff against Aretta’s sweating palms.
“Nnnhhnn,” Balter groaned as he came, his seed trickling from Aretta’s cunt and sticking to Tannah’s skin as they rubbed together. “Ahhh, yeah,” Balter shuddered, his knuckles white as he gripped Aretta’s hips, his thrusts making her body quake.
“Hahhh,” Balter gasped as he pulled away at last. Without a word Aretta stood up straight and brought her cunt to Tannah’s face.
“Asshole,” Tannah said with a playful smile as she put her lips against Aretta’s salty, cum slicked labia and kissed the opening of her sex. Aretta’s hand quivered slightly as she petted Tannah’s cheek, rocking her hips gently, rubbing her clitoris across Tannah’s tongue while Balter’s load flowed from her open pussy.
“Ahh,” Aretta gasped as Tannah tongued her womanhood, sucking Balter’s seed off of her minora, feeling it drip down her chin as she buried her nose in the woman’s bush.
“Make sure she eats all of it,” Balter said, putting a hand on Aretta’s shoulder as he stood beside her watching. Aretta nodded as she stared down between her sweating breasts at Tannah, flexing her vagina muscles and expelling more of the warm goo while Tannah put her lips around the woman’s opening.
“Mmmm,” Tannah moaned as Balter’s cum poured like syrup into her mouth. She hummed gently, caressing Aretta’s thighs while she ate Balter’s seed out of the girl’s cunt, pushing her tongue inside, gathering the thick stuff and spreading it across Aretta’s wet sex.
Aretta gasped as Tannah kissed and licked between her labia. She brushed Tannah’s dark hair away from her face while rocking her hips forward and back, staring down into her eyes.
“Did you come?” Balter asked Aretta as she rode Tannah’s mouth, smearing his cum across her cheeks, her clitoris throbbing with arousal against Tannah’s upper lip. Aretta didn’t respond. Balter chuckled and put his face against Aretta’s neck while Tannah swallowed a mouthful of his seed, feeling it cling to her palate as she surrounded Aretta’s pussy with her lips.
“Fine, say nothing,” he said, kissing Aretta’s shoulder as she watched Tannah suck the sensitive flesh between her labia. “My guess is you enjoyed that as much as she did, hah! My wife can turn nearly any woman queer,” he said just loudly enough that she could hear.
Aretta stood over Tannah with pink cheeks and a hesitant smile on her face, her clitoris still throbbing with arousal against Tannah’s tongue. Tannah inhaled the smell of her cunt through her nose and felt a chill of satisfaction as Aretta climbed off of her. She licked her lips as she watched the woman retrieve her panties.
“I think I’ll stay here while you make your rounds today Tannah,” Balter said, lounging naked atop his animal fur bed with Aretta beside him. “Make sure and come if I call,” he chuckled while Aretta caressed his bare chest.
“Hah!” Tannah scoffed as she fastened the last buckle of her leather coat. “If you shout for me like a serving wench I’ll gut you and say it was bandits,” she scolded as memories of Gavwen oozed in her subconscious.
Balter frowned, looking a little hurt as Aretta laid beside him with her tits exposed and only a thin pink pair of underwear barely concealing her cunt.
“If I recall correctly it was you who wanted to be treated like a whore Tannah,” he said, sitting up with his pale cock dangling limply between his thighs. Tannah sneered at the comment.
“I may be your bitch, but if I think for a second that you truly belong in Hanmer’s court you’ll never touch my pussy again,” Tannah explained. “Now get your ass dressed and get these skirrik to our tanner, I’m already late for drills because of you.”
She tossed a pair of trousers into his lap and stormed out, taking a deep breath of cool pine-scented air as she stepped out into the open. Tannah looked around at the mess of tents surrounding the hill then smiled and ran her tongue over the outsides of her teeth, tasting the residue of his orgasm all over the inside of her mouth.
Tannah went to the training yard without eating or drinking anything, allowing the taste of sex to linger on her lips while she shouted and directed her men. When it was time for lunch Tannah was starving and after hungrily devouring a meal she set out to replace the taste of her lover’s cum.
She took Balter into the woods and went down on her knees, sucking his cock and getting another warm load between her lips. Tannah held his seed in her mouth for nearly an hour, savoring its salty flavor while she watched her men spar and took notes on each of them.
She firmly believed that in order to formulate a plan of attack on any foe, one should first know the strengths and weaknesses of their own army. Battlefield tactics were an underrated tool, seen as trickery or deception, utilized by women or the weak.
“If you are favored by the gods you will win at war, as it is meant to be,” she recalled someone saying back at the brothel where she met Balter. Tannah couldn’t recall if he said he was a knight or a guard captain but she did recall the short few minutes it took for him to reach climax between her legs.
“Besides that, if you can only win by deceit then you aren’t that tough,” he’d told her while she was on her knees trying to get him hard again. “It’s no wonder stratagem is favored by wicked people, it can only disrupt the natural order of things,” he said while Tannah peered up from his lap, her mouth around his cock.
She’d imagined herself pulling his legs out from under him and snapping his neck with the heel of her foot, a thing she could easily have done from where she was crouched. If she’d done that then she would always wonder if his death at the hands of a bored whore was a thing planned by his gods.
Tannah grinned slyly as she jotted down the strengths and weaknesses of one of her training captains. She recalled all of Gavwen’s victories and her own as part of his band. Did others really see that as a part of some grand scheme, she wondered.
“Fuck the gods,” she thought, “and fuck their plans.” Tannah decided, determined to use whatever tools she had to ensure success, a thing that she learned by being both a bandit and a whore.
When dinner was over, her and Aretta returned to Balter’s tent where they took turns sucking and riding him.
“Ahhh ahhh ahhh ohh yes!” Tannah shouted as her thighs beat noisily against Balter’s lap, his shaft slick with her and Aretta’s juices as it slid up to his balls in her hairy cunt. She looked at Aretta and saw her smile as she watched Tannah perform, her tits bouncing as she brought her dark bush down against Balter’s groin again and again.
Aretta sat with her legs spread, fingering her open pussy while she waited for her turn on Balter’s cock. Tannah licked her lips as she watched the shapely woman masturbate. Seeing her slippery fingers move in and out between her wet labia gave Tannah goosebumps as she took her husband’s length.
Tannah felt beads of sweat roll down her face and breasts while she fucked. The head of Balter’s erection was stiff as a rock as she moved her hips, taking it deep inside herself and moaning loudly enough for others to hear.
The men in her mercenary band were accustomed to the shouts of pleasure coming from her tent and often snickered or joked about making her cry out themselves while Balter was away.
It seemed like fun and games to them, talking about making her moan, until she dared them to go through with it. She’d only cheated on Balter twice since they were married, but she would surely do it again.
“Ahhh ahhh ahhhh!” she sighed, running her hands across Balter’s bare chest, feeling his penis swell with arousal while her cunt surrounded it.
Balter’s mouth gaped, his face and chest were red and he was covered in a thin sheen of moisture, his eyes fixed on Tannah as she moved up and down in his lap. He grabbed her naked tits and squeezed them, rocking his hips gently as Tannah slid down his cock.
“Ahhh ahhhhh,” he groaned, the sides of his member becoming slippery with his orgasm, his load surrounding his penis as he came inside her. Tannah’s nipples stiffened between his knuckles as she moved her pussy along his cum slicked shaft, feeling it throb as he squirted his stuff into her.
Tannah couldn’t have children, for whatever reason, and it was a thing she was grateful about. She loved the feeling of a man’s climax. His hot goo being pumped into her always gave Tannah a chill of satisfaction whether it was in her mouth, cunt or ass.
“Ohhh yeah, fill me up Balter,” she said with a sultry grin as he ejaculated, her clitoris erect, sweat covering her breasts and slicking her inner thighs. “Ahhh,” she sighed, taking his thick erection into herself, feeling its head bulge with every pulse of his climax.
“You done?” she asked, moving gently up and down in his lap, his penis slimy with his seed. Balter nodded as he thumbed her sweat moistened nipples. Tannah rolled off of him, feeling warm cum pour down her thigh as his cock slipped out of her.
Tannah laid on her back and put a hand between her legs, letting Balter’s goopy load drip across her asshole. She stared at the tent roof while lubricating her clitoris with his orgasm and stroking it gently with one finger.
From the corner of her eye she saw Aretta crouch beside Balter, gripping his penis and placing its softened head between her lips.
“It’s kind of nice having someone else to get you ready,” Tannah said, yawning as she turned her head to look at them. She watched Aretta’s mouth move along his wet member while she petted her cum-filled cunt. “Do you really want to fuck me again tonight?” Tannah asked, her clitoris stiff but slightly sore.
“Of course,” he answered, “why, tired already?” he asked as Aretta’s lips pressed against his balls.
“I did actual work today Balter, of course I’m tired,” she scoffed, watching Aretta drool along his cock. “I won’t mind if you fuck Aretta while I’m asleep,” she told him. Balter laughed, brushing the hair out of Aretta’s face and sitting up while she sucked.
Tannah rolled over on her side and after some minutes she fell asleep to the sounds of Aretta’s thighs beating against Balter’s lap.
She awoke to, more or less, the same sounds. Aretta moaned while Balter’s pelvis slapped soundly against her ass. She sat up and turned around, seeing Aretta on hands and knees with Balter gripping her waist, sighing softly while he fucked her from behind.
“How long have you two been at it?” Tannah asked, rubbing the sleep from her eyes, seeing Aretta’s thighs jiggle as he thrust his cock into her.
“Only a few minutes,” Aretta giggled, her cheeks red and her tits smacking together while she looked over her shoulder at Balter, biting her bottom lip as she waited for him to finish. “Wanna join?” she asked. Tannah shrugged.
“I think I’ll just watch,” she said, putting a hand between her legs and stroking her cunt while Balter and Aretta had sex. Tannah watched and masturbated for nearly an hour while her husband enjoyed the blonde woman in various positions, on her knees, then on her side with her leg stretched across his sweating chest.
Tannah nearly climaxed seeing his balls beat against Aretta’s blonde pussy. She was almost there when he started moaning that he was about to cum and pulled out of her.
He moved toward Tannah, grabbing her by the hair and stroking his wet cock in front of her face. Tannah stuck out her tongue, trying in vain to catch his load in her mouth.
Hot seed struck her nose and cheek, running between her breasts as it dripped down her neck and off her chin.
“Just so that everyone will know whose bitch you are,” he said as he ejaculated, his cum spraying her upper lip, pouring across his knuckles and landing on her stomach. He knew she liked to wash herself after getting cummed on, regardless of who was watching.
“Asshole,” Tannah thought as she walked naked down the road to the spring where everyone bathed. Balter’s wet orgasm clung to her skin, painting the bridge of her nose and the sides of her face.
Just about all of her men had seen her naked and some of them had seen her having sex. Walking nude from her tent, splashed with her husband’s cum only drew a few curious gazes.
She heard the usual amount of snickering as she ran warm water over her breasts and pulled globs of stuff out of her hair.
After drying herself she returned to her tent and went through her usual morning routine, stretching her muscles and dressing up in her leathers. After a round of drills Tannah saw Balter wave her over. He was on his horse with his bags hanging from the saddle, ready to depart again.
“You’re leaving already?” she asked, approaching his horse.
“I have more business in Aumtgrist, and Lord Zeirnen has been begging me to sup at his court,” he said as Tannah walked up next to him and put a hand on his thigh. A part of her wished that she had stayed awake and enjoyed him longer the previous night.
“I’m leaving Aretta with you,” he said, “as well as this …” he reached out to hand her a long wooden box with ornate carvings on its lid. Tannah opened it and saw an ivory carved penis with leather straps folded neatly beside it. She frowned at the gift, unsure why he was giving it to her now.
“It’s molded based on my own cock,” he said with a grin. Tannah tried to imagine him finding a sculptor who was willing to get him hard to take his measurements. “It was expensive,” he said.
“I’m still going to fuck Beustalar while you’re gone,” Tannah told him with a smirk. Balter laughed.
“Do what you have to Tannah,” he chuckled, pulling at the reins. “Remember, if you don’t see me in a month I’m in someone’s dungeon, I’ll be back once Aretta is done bleeding.” Tannah frowned again as he turned his horse around.
She held the boxed cock under her arm while she watched him ride away, wondering if this really would be the last time she would see him.
Tannah returned to her tent and found Aretta almost fully clothed, something she had rarely seen. She stood up upon seeing Tannah and came to greet her.
“Do you need anything my mistress?” she asked. Tannah sat the box on the table with her sword and bow and then faced Aretta. She looked at the girl wearing a pretty blue shawl wrapped around her waist like a dress, her tits exposed as usual, the tasseled hem of her outfit jangling as she moved.
“Don’t call me mistress,” she said with a sneer of distaste, her gaze travelling down the woman’s thigh to her pale feet. She thought she noticed a red stain on the inside of her ankle.
“Just make yourself comfortable until you’re done bleeding,” Tannah said. Aretta’s gaze fell and she blushed a little, then nodded curtly. She sat down while Tannah gathered her quiver and bow.
“Do you mind if I go with you?” she asked, sounding a little frantic.
“I’m going hunting,” Tannah laughed.
“… And I want to join you,” Aretta responded. Tannah paused, looking the girl up and down with one eyebrow raised. Tannah was fairly relaxed with most whores but she was still unsure about Aretta.
“She could be an assassin hired by one of Hanmer’s vassals,” Tannah considered. “A hunting trip would be an excellent opportunity to kill me and escape, and I’m sure those muscles aren’t there simply to attract Balter’s gaze.” Tannah put a hand on her chin and thought about Aretta’s request. “She might even be strong enough to overpower me if we were close.”
“It’s okay if you don’t want to, missus Tannah,” she said. “I can remain here if …”
“No, it’s alright,” Tannah interrupted, “get naked and meet me outside.”
Two minutes later as Tannah was busy checking her saddle bags and tying everything down she saw Aretta emerge from the tent, completely nude.
Tannah walked close to her and put a hand on her cunt. Aretta gasped in surprise as Tannah’s cold hand cupped her womanhood. She stroked the opening of her sex briefly, wetting her fingertips with her blood and looking her in the eyes as she curled her fingers inside of her.
Tannah probed for any kind of object that might conceal a blade, however small. Not finding anything she took her hand away from the girl’s pussy and turned to see Beustalar and her other hunting partner watching her keenly.
Aretta watched nervously as Tannah circled around behind her and placed the same hand on her ass.
“One more and then you’re clear,” Tannah told her, running the wet fingers between her crack, slicking her butthole with the woman’s blood before hooking both of them up her tight asshole.
“Hhahh,” Aretta gasped as Tannah felt around inside her, her butthole clenching around her knuckles. Once again Tannah found nothing and drew her fingers out. She went to her saddle and tossed Aretta a set of clothes.
“Just a precaution,” she told her, “put those on, and stay within view or I’ll need to check you again.” Aretta unfolded the tunic and trousers she’d been given and dressed herself while Tannah mounted her horse.
Aretta sat in the saddle behind Beustalar while they rode out together. They traveled up to a lookout above a small valley where Tannah released Aldaloon and the four of them sat down as they waited for the bird, keeping a lookout for signs of larger game while he circled the trees.
The blonde woman remained quiet as Tannah chatted and laughed with her two companions, Beustalar and a smaller man. The short, wiry one was Gerhas, an archer who was said to be a masterful aim with any kind of bow.
“I heard a rumor that your man has been feasting with the king,” Gerhas said.
“Just as long as you tell me the rumors and no-one else Gerhas,” Tannah warned, “He’s been pulling some strings at court. I can’t guarantee we’ll get anything other than our initial retainer before the year is up.” There was a brief silence.
“… But …” Tannah went on after a few seconds, causing Gerhas and the large man to perk up.
“But?” Beustalar echoed. Tannah chuckled.
“There’s been some trouble along the roads, between here and the capital,” she said. “Unless Balter fucks this up we may get a big assignment, assuming we can beat a bunch of highwaymen,” she continued.
“Hah!” Beustalar responded.
“We’ll crush them general,” Gerhas said, calmly brushing blonde curls away from his eyes and smiling, “that’s what Beustalar meant to say in his ogre speech.”
“What?!” the big man growled, gripping the handle of his battle axe.
“Oh, you understood that? I’m sorry I thought your type communicated entirely through grunts,” Gerhas taunted.
“I’ll slice you in half if you speak again boy!” the big man threatened.
“Only if you can hit me,” Gerhas teased. Beustalar glanced at Tannah and then back at Gerhas, narrowing his eyes at the tall slender man. He let out a low growl as he removed his hand from his weapon.
“That’s what I thought, you shouldn’t make hollow threats Beustalar,” Gerhas said, turning to look out at the trees again. Tannah looked at Aretta and saw her watching the two men calmly.
“Go easy on Beustalar Gerhas, he’s still new,” Tannah said, drawing an angry glare from the big man. Tannah smiled mischievously as he fumed beside her.
“I don’t have to take this,” he grumped, rising from his seat and storming off.
“Try not to go far,” Tannah ordered.
“I’m only off to take a piss,” he answered back. Tannah watched him leave, undressing him with her eyes as he moved down the path.
“Wait … there,” Gerhas said, standing up. Tannah turned and looked out at the distant trees where Gerhas was pointing. She stared quietly for some seconds before noticing the slight sway to the tops of several smaller trees.
Tannah stood up and retrieved her bow from the saddle. From their lookout Tannah could see a stream moving along the valley bed where there was less tree cover, a popular drinking place for deer.
“There it is again, probably a buck scraping its antlers,” Gerhas posited. Tannah nodded in agreement and motioned for him to follow.
They crept down a steep decline, nimbly avoiding the patches of skree that could alert their prey. They crouched in the bushes with bow and arrow in hand, watching, waiting until the beast finally showed itself, moving across the rocky sand to drink from the stream.
Tannah and Gerhas looked at each other and nodded in silent confirmation, then they notched their shafts and took aim. Gerhas took a deep breath and loosed an arrow just as his target lowered its mouth to the clear flowing water.
Usually when on the hunt Tannah and her party would all take their shots at once, but this time she waited. Gerhas’ arrow struck the creature, causing it to tense its muscles and squeal. The buck raised its head and Tannah took her shot. The missile flew and the animal went silent.
Tannah lowered her bow and exhaled as the buck took two faltering steps and then laid down on its knees, ready to expire, her arrow protruding from its eye.
“Lucky shot,” Gerhas said with a smirk. Tannah shrugged casually in response, then the two of them moved out of the bushes to retrieve their kill. They had just removed their arrows from its body when Aretta and Beustalar emerged into the clearing together.
“I’m away for less than a minute and the girl tells me you’ve already shot something,” Beustalar said, a look of tired annoyance on his face.
“… And you didn’t bring a rope?” Tannah laughed, “as big as you are Beustalar I doubt you could carry this creature up that hill by yourself.” Beustalar stared at Tannah, his cheeks turning slightly red.
Tannah looked at Gerhas and saw him shaking his head and laughing quietly.
“Tannah,” Beustalar said, his tone measured. “If there’s any way I can be of use to you on this trek, please let me know now before I return to my horse and ride back to camp in shame,” he growled.
Tannah placed her hands on her hips and looked him up and down.
“Well …” she responded.
“Ahhh ahhhh ahhh!” Tannah squealed as Beustalar took her in the bushes, his rough, broad hands nearly encircling her waist, his thrusts making her bones shake. She watched Gerhas and Aretta tie the rope around the downed buck’s antlers while Beustalar fucked her with savage pushes, his large balls slapping against her cunt with every hard thrust.
“Ahh ohh fuck!” she moaned as he pounded her drooling pussy, the sides of his cock slick with her juices. He had a pretty big penis, though Tannah was a little disappointed that it was only slightly larger than Balter’s.
“That man doesn’t satisfy you does he,” he chuckled, her ass and tits shaking as his naked hips beat soundly against her butt. Tannah giggled at his presumption, then cried out shrilly as he rammed his shaft deep into her cunt.
“I knew it, you’re too much woman for that little dandy,” he said, the head of his penis fat with arousal as it surged up her wet pussy. Tannah put a hand between her thighs and stroked her sex. She felt her labia spread naturally around Beustalar’s thick erection, exposing her stiffened clitoris to the cool outside air.
“Ahhh just be quiet and fuck me,” she moaned, masturbating intensely, seeing Aretta and Gerhas glance over at her while she blushed, bent over with her tits out and her pants around her ankles.
“Well … I guess Gerhas is going to see my orgasm face today,” she shuddered, her clitoris throbbing between her fingers, Beustalar’s balls bumping against her knuckles. He laughed boisterously, driving his penis into her with swift hard shoves while they both watched in silence.
“Ahhhh ahhhhh …” Tannah groaned, her face turning bright red, her mouth open in a quiet scream as she came. Her climax radiated up from her groin sending chills throughout her whole body, Beustalar’s cock bulging at its tip as he thrust it up her cunt.
She heard him inhale sharply and his pushes began to falter. He backed away, his member sliding out of her. Tannah whipped around and knelt before him, her mouth open to catch his load.
“Ahhhh,” she sighed as Beustalar placed his cock on her tongue. Tannah watched him stroke himself, anticipating the flood of his orgasm with one hand between her legs, her wet fingers curling in and out of her sex.
“Nnnhh ahhhh ahhh,” Beustalar groaned as thick cum poured from the tip of his penis, dribbling down Tannah’s chin and into her mouth. “Ahhh!” he moaned as he came, a powerful stream of his seed striking Tannah’s palate and splashing across her upper lip.
Tannah looked up at him, clutching her breast and rocking her hips while fingering her open pussy, seeing Beustalar’s face and body muscles tense up as he climaxed. She felt her orgasm begin to subside as he squirted his load between her lips, dropping hot globs of it onto her tongue while his hand moved briskly along his shaft.
She put her lips against the tip of his penis and let them slide slowly around its bell, gliding along his length until she held its throbbing bulb against the back of her throat. He continued to ejaculate as she bobbed her head, his cum pooling around his cock and coating the inside of her mouth.
“Mmm,” Tannah hummed, sucking his salty orgasm off of his shaft as she drew back, swallowing it all in one watery gulp.
“His seed tastes like ale and venison,” she decided as she wiped her lips.
When her and Beustalar emerged from the brush she saw Gerhas on the ground with Aretta standing over him. It wasn’t until she got closer that she could see the blood trailing down his face.
Tannah looked at him, holding his nose, his eye nearly swollen shut, bleeding from his lip and nostrils.
“What happened?” Tannah asked, kneeling in front of Gerhas.
“Your’ … new pet …” he began.
“He assumed I was here to please him,” Aretta interjected. Tannah looked up at Aretta, then she looked back at Gerhas. Gerhas’ gaze fell and he was silent.
“Well, normally I’d discipline you Gerhas but it looks like you’ve already gotten what you deserve,” she said, standing up and offering him a hand. She helped him to his feet and wiped the blood on her trousers. She looked back at Aretta and saw her back away as he stood, following his every move with her eyes.
“One more thing,” Tannah said, glancing back at Gerhas, seeing only one eye as he covered the other side of his face with his palm. “If you ever do anything like this again to a friend or enemy I’ll cut your cock off and make you eat it.”
They returned to camp and Tannah skinned and gutted the buck along with the few critters brought back by Aldaloon. To her surprise Aretta offered to help with the work. She refused the offer of course, not wanting her bed mate to smell like a tannery at the end of the night.
Tannah thought about Gerhas while she scraped the fat. He left the castle guard at Aumtgrist to work for Tannah, he was a seasoned veteran who fought for Hanmer in the east, and yet, Aretta didn’t even have a bruise on her after their confrontation.
When she went to bed that night Aretta took off her clothes and laid down beside her, getting close, her hands exploring Tannah’s nude body beneath the covers. Tannah thought about having her. She didn’t want to lick the girl’s cunt while she was still bleeding but she might still enjoy some of her warmth before she went to sleep.
“No,” she thought, “something is strange about her, and I can’t tell what it is quite yet. I doubt she’ll try to kill me, she’s had several opportunities already despite my best efforts. Either way I need to talk to Balter about bringing whores into my camp.”
“Don’t worry about it Aretta,” Tannah told her as she kissed Tannah’s neck and put her fingers in Tannah’s bush. “Take the night off, you’ve earned it.”
The next morning Aretta was awake and sitting mostly naked at the table by the time Tannah opened her eyes.
“Good morning my …” she said, “good morning Tannah,” she continued before taking a sip from a cup she had in front of her. She rose from her seat and walked over. laying down beside Tannah and reaching beneath the sheets to caress her body.
“It’s a cold day out,” she said, “I would get dressed but I don’t know what you want me to wear today.” Tannah narrowed her eyes at the woman, looking down at her breasts, her areolas scrunched up from the cool air.
Tannah threw the covers over her body and rolled lazily on top of her, feeling her cold skin against her thighs and chest, her nipples softening as she warmed them with her palms. Tannah kissed her and she kissed back, slipping her tongue into Tannah’s mouth, shivering gently beneath her while their lips moved together.
Tannah’s pussy grew moist as she petted Aretta’s feminine body and tasted her saliva. She was ready to fuck but she knew she wouldn’t have time before drills. Still, she liked being a little turned-on while she instructed. Nothing motivated a bunch of horny men like the smell of their general’s cunt through the fabric of her trousers.
“Mmmm,” Tannah moaned as their tongues intertwined, rubbing her wet sex against Aretta’s thigh, tracing her arousal up the girl’s leg. “You really gave Gerhas a thrashing the other day,” she whispered between kisses, “in just the time it took Beustalar to cum in my mouth no less, I was impressed.”
Aretta blushed and looked away briefly, rocking her pelvis so that her clothed groin rode against Tannah’s upper leg.
“I fought when I was a girl … for money,” she said breathily, clamping her thighs around Tannah’s as they mutually humped one another. “Then I became a woman,” she said, looking down and squeezing Tannah’s bare butt as they embraced.
“Once I found it was easier to earn a living selling my body, that was the end of it,” she explained, looking Tannah in the eyes once more. “now I only train myself to maintain my physique, because people find it exotic.”
Tannah felt a smile of intrigue creep across her face as she pressed her lips to Aretta’s, kissing her passionately, feeling her clitoris engorge as they rubbed together. She lifted herself reluctantly off of Aretta and tossed the covers aside, seeing her juices trailing up the woman’s leg.
“Feel free to dress yourself in anything you can find,” Tannah told her as she dug for a pair of underwear, her warm arousal dripping down her inner thigh.
Aretta stuck close to Tannah for most of the morning, and sat alone watching while she sparred, her body garbed in Tannah’s leathers. There were some chuckles when Beustalar faced off against her on the training ground, he had a perpetual smile on his roughly shaven face. It reminded Tannah of how his lips twitched when he orgasmed.
She stood before him, the top half of her body covered in steel plates, her training sword curved like her actual weapon, clutching a small metal buckler at her side. She wrung her palm against the strap feeling how the small round shield was fitted to her vambrace.
“I hear you’ve been doing pretty well ever since I absorbed some of that reckless energy of yours yesterday,” Tannah said with a grin. The men laughed hesitantly and Tannah saw his cheeks turn slightly pink as he glanced about at the crowd.
“Trust me Tannah, I’ve got plenty more reckless energy for you to relieve me of if that’s your game,” he joked, causing more laughter from the observing mercenaries.
“Hmm, well, I guess since sucking didn’t work I’ll have to try beating it out of you,” she retorted to a chorus of shouts and more laughter from the crowd. “But, hey, if I break a sweat then at least you’ll get to see me naked later,” she winked before shutting the visor of her helm and concealing her face.
Beustalar’s expression turned serious just before he closed his helm. Tannah peered through the slits of her visor, seeing him take a fighting stance and raise his guard, his wooden greatsword nearly as tall as he was.
“I might actually let him fuck me again if he wins,” she thought, her cunt still slick from thinking about the previous day.
Beustalar moved close and aimed the point of his training weapon at her shoulder. Tannah deflected his poke with the side of her buckler and stepped in swiftly attempting to bash him in the helm.
It rang against his cross guard as he raised it to shield his face, then he swept his blade low to parry her jab at his thigh. There was a loud clack and Beustalar laughed, knowing he had caught her weapon, bringing his greatsword over and down as their blades made contact.
Tannah turned the weapon and redirected his swing, punching out with her buckler, seeing Beustalar back away from her before she could aim another thrust under his armpit. She yanked her shield back, a maneuver that frequently worked to disarm him as he got his training sword caught between it and her arm.
This time however Beustalar lowered his point and raised his guard with a measure of caution as he stepped back.
“He’s predicting me,” she thought, feeling as though she’d had this exchange with him already. “Very well,” she decided, stepping into his attack distance with her sword and shield at the ready.
She was at a distinct disadvantage with her weapon of choice, she knew. With Beustalar’s greatsword and some calculated footwork he could easily take pokes at her from outside her reach and wait for her to make a mistake. It was only because of his aggressive attack strategy that she won bout after bout with the man.
“If he lives long enough some day I may need to pick up a pike to fight him,” she considered, watching how he repositioned his guard in reaction to her movements.
Tannah thrust the point of her weapon at his exposed leg once again and then feinted around his blade as he tried to block it. Despite missing her attack he riposted and Tannah parried his thrust with the buckler, hearing the wooden sword grind across the metal while the tip of hers struck his breastplate.
“Missed,” she thought, feeling the shock through her arm as it deflected off his cuirass. He hopped backwards, sweeping his weapon down to knock hers away, but Tannah pulled her sword arm back and thrust it over his guard and between his legs, striking his padded thigh.
“Auugh,” he grunted from the hit. The people around them clapped, recognizing that a point had been scored. Tannah stepped back and lifted her visor.
“I didn’t strike anything important did I?” she asked. Beustalar shook his head and returned to guard for another round. “Good,” Tannah said, biting her lip.
They went thirteen rounds together, Beustalar winning three and Tannah winning ten. She removed her helm afterward, hearing the crisp clacking of training swords around her as she wiped sweat from her brow.
“When can I get a rematch Tannah?” Beustalar asked, following her out of the arena while two others moved in, donning their helmets. Tannah scoffed.
“You need to practice against a range of fighters,” she answered, “don’t focus on beating just one.”
“Can I fight him?” a woman’s voice asked. Tannah looked up and saw Aretta, looking cozy in Tannah’s leathers. Beustalar laughed and Tannah raised an eyebrow at the notion. She looked at Beustalar and back at Aretta.
She would probably lose but it would be interesting, she decided. Beustalar frowned at Tannah.
“You aren’t actually considering it …?” Beustalar said, looking puzzled. “Was I that bad that you want me to fight the whore next?” he asked. Tannah smirked.
A few minutes later Tannah sat with the crowd watching as Aretta squared off, clad in her armor. She held a staff in both hands and Beustalar had his greatsword. There was absolute silence from the crowd of onlookers as their visors closed with metallic clinks.
Beustalar advanced lazily with his guard up, he took a poke at Aretta’s shoulder and drew his point back as she batted at it with her staff, then thrust it at her again catching her under her pauldron.
“One point, Beustalar,” a man called out as they reset. Tannah saw Beustalar advance again and wondered if he was being cocky or cautious as he stepped slowly into range. Suddenly, Aretta swatted his sword point wide and slammed her staff against the side of his helmet.
Beustalar raised a hand to his head looking slightly dazed by the blow and a loud thwack rang out as she struck his armpit with the other end of it. There was a murmur of astonishment as their judge called the point in Aretta’s favor.
Tannah smiled as she watched the two reset again. Beustalar advanced with a little more aggression, stabbing first at Aretta’s shoulder and then feinting to her leg. Aretta’s staff missed his weapon but the other end smashed into his face guard. He stumbled and his attack fell short, then she struck his knee and he fell to a crouch, crying out in anguish.
“Two points Aretta, one point Beustalar,” the judge cried out. Beustalar reset, looking reluctant, wringing his hands visibly around the grip of his weapon.
This time he charged at her, raising his blade and chopping downward with all of his might. Aretta raised her staff and blocked his overhead strike with a loud clack, then sidestepped as he tried to kick her in the chest. Three rapid thwacks rang out as she swatted him once in the armpit, once across the front of his breastplate and once across back of his greave, toppling him, before hopping backward.
Tannah laughed in surprise and amusement as she watched the young stick-fighter frustrate the big man.
“Three points Aretta, one point Beustalar,” the judge yelled.
The match ended ten to one in Aretta’s favor only a few minutes later and Tannah didn’t see Beustalar anywhere afterwards. She assumed he’d gone off to lick his wounds as she took Aretta back to her tent to help her out of her armor.
“So … tell me again why you gave up fighting for whoring,” Tannah asked as she loosened the straps of her gorget.
“It pays better, and bruises less,” she said while Tannah lifted the pauldrons off of her shoulders and moved on to her breastplate. Tannah recalled all the years she spent as a novice swordswoman in Gavwen’s band. There were days when she could barely move after training under him, and it was even worse because he would frequently force himself on her despite her soreness.
“Aretta,” Tannah said, pulling the front plate away from her chest and setting it down on the table beside her.
“Yes?” Aretta said as Tannah knelt in front of her.
“I want to rewrite your contract with Balter,” Tannah said.
“What? Why?” she asked, her eyes widening. “Can you even do that?”
“I control all of our accounts, I could make Balter a beggar if I chose to,” Tannah explained. “You’re more valuable to me as a warrior than a whore Aretta.”
Aretta looked down at her lap, her eyes moving left and right as she considered the offer.
“You can’t make me fight,” she said, a hint of protest in her voice.
“I won’t make you do anything girl,” Tannah responded, “but I’m offering you a better deal. You can keep what you have now or you can join my company and earn twice as much.” Aretta remained silent for a moment.
Then she gripped Tannah by the shoulders and kissed her. Her lips pressed hard against Tannah’s and remained there for a long time.
Eventually the girl’s slender tongue slid into Tannah’s mouth and they moved together, kissing passionately, until they were on the floor together, Aretta on top, running her fingers through Tannah’s dark hair, her breaths tickling her cheek.
“Ahh,” Tannah gasped as the girl thrust her hips, rubbing her mons against Tannah’s groin as if she had a cock. “You … don’t need to do this,” Tannah shuddered, wrapping her legs around Aretta, her womanhood already moist as the girl kissed her neck.
“I want to,” Aretta sighed, rocking her pelvis, rubbing her pubic bone against Tannah’s wet cunt. Tannah could feel her underwear clinging to her pussy as her arousal soaked through two layers of fabric, her nipples erect against the inside of her tunic and her tits pressed flat by Aretta’s bosom.
“Ahhh ahhhh,” Tannah moaned, clinging to the girl, fully clothed, her clitoris stiff against the seam of her panties. She reached down the back of Aretta’s pants and squeezed her butt while the girl laid between her thighs, thrusting.
Aretta’s lips muffled Tannah’s cries, their mouths locked together. Aretta’s tongue moved across Tannah’s palate and she felt her breasts becoming moist with sweat as the woman pressed against her and made lustful humping motions between her legs.
“Mmmm,” Tannah whined as Aretta’s hands moved across her shoulders and down her arms, her ass muscles clenching tightly as their groins rubbed together.
They clasped hands while Aretta rocked her pelvis and Tannah writhed beneath the strong woman, gasping through her nose, her legs spread, her heels digging into Aretta’s calves while their tongues intertwined.
Tannah’s joints quivered, her clitoris hard and her underwear wet. Her face and chest burned from the warmth of Aretta’s body as she was crushed beneath the woman’s weight, tasting her saliva, her palms sweating.
“Mmmm mmmmmh mhhhhmm!” Tannah whined through her nose as she came abruptly, a hot explosion of pleasure that made her whole body tense up. “Mmmhhm hmm hmm!” she moaned, cumming in her pants, her thighs tight around Aretta’s hips and her crotch drenched.
“Ahhh,” Tannah gasped when their mouths finally came apart. “Gods … Aretta …” she sighed, her body still trembling from her orgasm. Aretta crawled backward, going down between Tannah’s legs and pressing her face against her wet groin.
“Ahhh!” Tannah squeaked as the woman bit gently at her cunt through the damp fabric of her trousers. Tannah felt cold air across her sex as Aretta inhaled deeply, sucking in the scent of her pussy through her soaked crotch.
Her fingers curled under the waistband of Tannah’s trousers and she began tugging them down. Tannah laid back as Aretta removed her pants, the smell of her womanhood wafting up at her as she yanked them off her legs.
“Ohhh,” Tannah shuddered as Aretta surrounded her pussy with her mouth, licking the opening of her sex and sucking her minora. Tannah put her hands on Aretta’s head and rocked her hips gently, sighing as the tip of Aretta’s nose disappeared in her bush.
She gazed into Aretta’s pale blue eyes, smiling serenely, the woman’s chin and lips concealed by the dark mane above her cunt. Tannah put her feet on Aretta’s hips and let them rest there, gasping softly while the woman devoured her nectar.
Despite having an orgasm only moments earlier Tannah didn’t want to stop. She wanted to give herself fully to the strong girl, to become her plaything until her needs were fulfilled.
“Ahhh,” she gasped as Aretta ran her tongue across the opening of her vagina and sucked her erect clitoris. It had been a long time since another woman touched her for anything other than gold Tannah realized as she peered down between her legs at the gorgeous blonde, her lips slimy with Tannah’s arousal, her breaths hot against her bare sex.
“Mmm,” Tannah moaned, lifting her butt off the furs, clinging to Aretta’s scalp, rubbing her cunt against the woman’s slick mouth. “Ahhh,” she squealed, putting one hand down beside her, gripping at the blankets, her other hand on the back of Aretta’s head. “Oooh, you’re so good at that,” Tannah shivered, feeling her clitoris throb between Aretta’s lips.
Aretta lifted her head from Tannah’s cunt and licked her lips clean. She sat up slowly, a grin spreading across her face as she reached into her trousers. Tannah recognized the ivory shaft of the fake penis Balter had gifted her as Aretta pulled it out of her pants.
“Ohh, yes, put it in me Aretta,” Tannah sighed as the woman climbed on top of her, sliding her hands up Tannah’s tunic and over her breasts while Tannah spread her legs and waited for the thrust of her cock. The cold stone head touched her pussy and Tannah gasped as her minora parted smoothly around its thick head.
“Ahhh,” Tannah moaned as Aretta’s penis slid up her cunt, her womanhood slick around its polished girth. Aretta’s lips touched Tannah’s and she tasted her own sweet arousal on the woman’s palate.
“Mmm,” Tannah squeaked as Aretta squeezed her breasts and thrust her firm, fake cock into her, pulling it back and driving it in again with an indulgent push of her hips. “Mmmmhmm,” Tannah sighed through her nose, her legs spread, her thighs tightening around Aretta’s waist as the strong woman fucked her slowly.
Tannah sucked her juices off of Aretta’s tongue while their mouths stayed locked together, Aretta’s pelvis surging gently, forcing her stony length all the way inside her.
“Mmmmhhmm,” Tannah gasped as Aretta thrust her penis as deep as it would go. Tannah felt her nipples become completely firm against Aretta’s palms as the girl had her. “Mmahhh!” Tannah moaned when their lips finally came apart, her joints quivering with every shove of Aretta’s pelvis.
“I figured you would like being fucked with your husband’s cock,” Aretta whispered, her hands on Tannah’s breasts, her cheeks red as she laid between Tannah’s legs shoving the slick object up to its sculpted balls in her wet pussy.
“You were correct,” Tannah said with a smile, vaguely recognizing the shape of Balter’s member inside her, feeling its fat tip slide up close to her cervix. “How do you like it?” Tannah asked, curling her toes and digging her heels into Aretta’s thighs.
“I should ask you that,” Aretta purred, thrusting her hips, her shaft slippery between Tannah’s minora, hot moisture dripping across Tannah’s asshole as it slid into her.
“I’m enjoying it,” Tannah sighed, her hands moving up the back of Aretta’s tunic while the woman massaged her breasts and fucked her. “Did you humiliate Beustalar today just to win my attention?” Tannah asked. Aretta grinned and bit her lip, looking slightly sheepish.
“You could have just asked to have me Aretta,” Tannah giggled, feeling the wet head of Aretta’s cock glide up her pussy with every sensuous push of her hips, its whole length lubricated with her arousal.
“But it wouldn’t have been as fun,” Aretta laughed, her palms sweating as she groped Tannah’s breasts. “I won you from him,” she admitted, kissing Tannah’s upper lip, “something won is always more fun to enjoy than something given.”
Tannah smiled as their mouths came together again. She both hated and loved being treated like a prize. It made her feel like an object, but it also made her wet.
“Help me win at war and my pussy is yours,” Tannah whispered between touches of Aretta’s lips, her clitoris firm and her juices flowing thick across Aretta’s shaft.
“Does that make you a whore to the goddess of battle I wonder?” Aretta asked, licking the corner of Tannah’s mouth as she drove her cock deep.
“It makes me a whore to you,” Tannah answered with a grin. “What do you think of it girl? You get paid more money, and you get to have me however you like,” she said softly, slipping her tongue between the girl’s lips, caressing the roof of her mouth with the tip of it. Her nipples stood erect between Aretta’s slender digits as the woman thrust her slick penis inside her.
“Mmm,” she moaned as they shared a long kiss, Aretta’s pushes giving her goosebumps, her fingernails digging into her back and her knees shaking. Then Aretta sat up, her palms planted firmly against Tannah’s tits, squeezing them gently as she looked down at her hairy sex.
Tannah grabbed the bottom of her tunic and pulled it up over Aretta’s hands, exposing her supple breasts squished between Aretta’s fingers. Aretta smiled as she played with Tannah’s body, pinching her nipples and caressing her areolas, thrusting her pale shaft up Tannah’s cunt and admiring how her labia parted around it.
She reminded Tannah of a man experiencing sex for the first time, the way she stared, the way she groped, her touches lingering as she enjoyed the feel of bare flesh against her finger tips.
Aretta reached under Tannah’s legs, slipping her hands beneath her back and scooping her up. Tannah gasped, her calves against Aretta’s forearms. She hooked her arms around Aretta’s blonde head as the woman lifted her off the bedding and stood up.
“Ahhh ahhh ahhhh!” Tannah squealed as Aretta held her off the ground and pounded her cunt. Tannah’s cheeks burned as she felt her thighs beat against the woman’s clothed lap, her wet cock sliding between Tannah’s minora and sending shivers up her spine.
“Ahhh, oh by the gods!” Tannah moaned, feeling the leather harness bump against her pussy as the smooth phallus filled her vagina. “Ohh, fuck me Aretta, yes!” Tannah gasped, her clitoris firm, her juices flowing along the sides of Aretta’s cock and dripping down her butt. For the first time Tannah felt like a woman in another woman’s arms she realized as the head of Aretta’s member slid deep inside of her.
“You like when I fuck you this way huh?” Aretta said, panting while she rammed her length into Tannah over and over.
“Mmmhmmm,” Tannah sighed, nodding her head and blushing, her tits twirling and smacking together, her ass jiggling from the beat of Aretta’s pelvis. Tannah hung on to Aretta, biting her bottom lip and whimpering while she took her cock. Then, suddenly she felt something well up within her.
“Ohhh, Aretta … you’re making me cum,” Tannah squealed, her clitoris erect and wet, her cunt sliding smoothly down Aretta’s shaft, pressing against her balls with each clap of her hips. “Ahhh ohh, you’re amazing,” Tannah shuddered, her second orgasm creeping up from her groin and crawling down her limbs, her nipples erect, her thighs moist.
“Ohh fuck me,” Tannah whined, her knees trembling as she came on Aretta’s cock, the shocks of climax faint but deep, tickling their way up her spine. Tannah gasped and twisted in Aretta’s embrace, feeling the slick phallus bend and slide up her pussy as she squirmed in place.
Aretta knelt slowly, setting Tannah in her lap as she sat down, her neck and forehead glistening with sweat. They stared at each other for over a minute as Tannah’s orgasm faded, her cunt tight around the base of Aretta’s shaft, its head solid within her.
“That was …” Tannah gasped, reaching out to touch Aretta’s face.
“I haven’t even gotten anything yet and already I’m having so much fun,” Aretta giggled.
“I …” Tannah said weakly, running her fingers through Aretta’s blonde hair.
“Speechless?” Aretta asked, grasping Tannah’s naked breasts, stroking their gentle curves as Tannah’s chest expanded with every breath. “Focus, let your lips talk,” she said with a grin, “what is it you want to say?”
Tannah answered her with a kiss.