By: Bayokko
Rating: MA
Fandom: Original
Warnings: Master/Slave, Anal, Oral, Violence (Not in sex).
This is the story of a young man named William who works as a baker in a small English village. One day a group of vikings attack his hometown and he ends up getting kidnapped by one of the vikings, a man named Bjorn. After his capture William finds himself subject to the lust of his captor having to endure the large mans sexual demands. Bjorn however get’s more then he bargains for when he begins to realize that he’s becoming attracted to the young baker. Now both Bjorn and William have to endure each other while keeping their affair secret from Bjorn’s father, their friends, and a sinister man named Gunnar.
Chapter 14
William groaned as he got up from his makeshift bead of flour sacks. His back cracked as he straitened up and his whole body felt sore. “Why did I think it was a good idea to sleep here again.” He asked.
Aida who had just come in a few moments ago tskked at him. “Ye wouldn’t be so sore if you went to yuir bed yesterday.”
“I couldn’t Aida if I did I would have had to speak to Bjorn again.” The baked explained.
“Aye that you would have.” Aida responded. “It would help the both of ye to get everything out into the open. Then you can see that he likes you.”
A knock at the back door snapped them both out of their discussion. “I’ll get it William, why don’t you go get that bread started.”
William huffed as he went over to start his chore of cooking. Last night while making his lumpy bed. He had thought back to Bjorn’s visits now that he saw them in a new light he did remember getting strange looks from the large men. He didn’t denying that the man had an eye for him. But he believed it had nothing to do with admiration. The pig only liked his body and was scheming how to get at it. That had to be the only reason. He remembered how the Viking acted after the orgasms he had caused the big man to have, the lustful stares everything during that voyage. How could Aida think Bjorn loved him as if a man like that could ever want something more then a sex slave.
“Oh my dear you certainty have yuir hands full!’ Aida’s voice came from the back door. “Here let me have one of those baskets.”
The was a grunt as whoever had arrived handed the woman his load. “Thank you ma’am sorry to be of trouble.”
At the sound of that slow deep tone William dropped his cup of flour. The pudgy baker spun around on his heels and to his surprise his eyes fell upon his friend from the village “ANDREW!” William gasped in shock.
Andrew looked behind Aida to see who had shouted his name. when he saw who it was he called out. “WILLIE!”
William happier then he had been in months ran over to the tall man and hugged fiercely. “Oh how I’ve missed you”
After the shock of being hugged wore off Andrew returned the embrace. “I can’t believe you’re here!” The farmer said. “I thought you died in the raid.”
“I thought you did to.” William wiped at the water forming in his eyes.
“You two know each other?” Aida asked sitting down her basket of vegetables.
“That we do miss.” Andrew said happily “Me and Willie here are childhood friends.”
William smiled up at his friend. “Andrew you’ve got to tell me what happened to you during the raids. Do you have time?”
“Um…” Andrew scratched the side of his head for a few seconds thinking. “Sure I s’pose I can. My master won’t be expecting me back for awhile.”
“Is it alright if I stop for awhile and talk to him Aida.” William asked the slave woman.
“Of course dear.” She said. “Just be careful none of the Valhallen’s see you slacking off.”
“Good, Come on Andrew-“ William pointed over to the corner of the room where a pair of chairs lay. “Why don’t you tell me what happened to you after the raid.”
Andrew gave him a distant frown and followed the baker to the chair sitting down. “So where should I begin?” The farmer asked.
William thought for a few seconds. “How about when you were captured.”
“Alright.” Andrew took a deep breath and began his tale.
{William: I kept quiet as Andrew told me what happened to him during that horrible Viking raid that had ravaged our home. It seems that the farmer and his wife had just sat down to dinner when a cry rang out from their field. When they had gone to investigate it the found themselves surrounded by a group of savage men who easily captured them. I felt a large lump in my throat when I heard that they had tried to have their way with Julie. But to my relief and Andrew’s the leader of the band had decided that the woman would fetch a better price if she was unsullied. After their capture they were taken to a long ship like I was on where there was a lot of other people from our village and had to endure a torturous trip to Valhalla.”}
“After we got here me and Julie were separated.” Andrew finished. “I got bought by master Rolf to help in his fields and her… she was purchased by someone else.”
William felt so sorry for his friend the whole experience must have been horrible. “That’s… that’s just awful.” He said shaking his head. “Do you have any idea where she is?”
“Naw little buddy but I heard she was brought by some rich family that live in the country here. I’m just glad it wasn’t some single man who would…” He cringed.
“Thank goodness for that.“ William agreed. Thinking about his own family the baker then asked. “Andrew do you happen to know what happened to my dad?”
“Yeah I do. One of the other prisoners your neighbor saw what happened to him.” Andrew put a hand on the pudgy mans shoulder. “They said your old man came out of the house roaring about the noise and was gutted by one of them. It was real quick Willie so he didn‘t have to endure much pain.”
William almost felt his heat break at hearing this. True his father was a mean surly drunk but he still cared deeply for him. Still at least Jacob was at rest now and hadn’t suffered. After a few moments of silence William turned to his friend. “Thanks for telling me Andrew.”
“Your welcome pal.” The other man sighed. “At least you know where he’s in a better place. I sure wish I knew where my wife was. I asked the fellow who bought me if he could get her to but he said it was too much money for him.” Andrew began to tear up a bit clearly missing Julie very much.
“That’s a shame Andrew.” William looked down in his lap he hated seeing his sweet friend like this. But then suddenly something came to his mind. ‘If…if it’s just a subject of money to get Julie back. Then Bjorn could do it! His father is the king here nothings out of his reach! All I would have to do is get him to agree to it.’
William thought for a few more moments before coming to a drastic conclusion. It made his stomach turn a little but he had to do it. He may be jealous of Julie for marrying Andrew but he couldn’t have them be separated like this. Gathering the last of his courage he turned to his friend and spoke up. “Andrew we’re going to get your wife back!”
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“Bjorn, Bjorn get yuir dammed head out of the clouds and listen!” Magnus yelled for the forth time.
Bjorn startled and faced his father. He couldn’t believe he had been caught daydreaming about his baker again. “I’m sorry father.” He apologized to his glaring father.
Magnus grunted hearing his sons weak excuse. The Valhallen king had no idea what had gotten into his son as of late but as long as the boy did nothing to disgraced him he allowed his behavior for now. “Never mind that boy.” He finally responded. “Just be quiet and listen to Gunnar’s report.” The older man shook his head and returned his attention back towards his underling.
Gunnar glared at Bjorn as well but upon regaining his kings undivided attention he continued his report. “As I was saying a few of the men are getting restless. They’re eager to return to raiding. It seems that the last trip excited them to no end.”
Magnus shook his head no. “We cannot go about conducting raids every year Gunnar you know that. We’ve done a good job at keeping ourselves hidden. Attacking two years in a row would only alert the outside world to our presence.”
Bjorn only half listened to his father. He already knew why his people didn’t raid to often. It was risky the English were no fools if they did attack on a regular basis they would hunt them down like they’re ancestors had done. The only reason they had raided that fall was because the harvest was very weak. The last raid before that had been conducted when Bjorn’s father had been thirty years old. Hearing about those raids from his dad growing up was one of the reasons he was so excited to have gone with him them this time. Though now he wondered if he should have stayed home, would have saved him a lot of trouble.
Back at the subject at hand Gunnar huffed in anger. “But sir we did so well during that last raids, we came back with not only food to replenish our stocks but with new slaves and riches. Imagine what we could do if we attacked again. We could-”
“-We could get ourselves killed.” Magnus roared. “Can you not see you idiot that the English would find out where we live if we kept going back and forth between their country and ours!”
“But lord.”
“No, enough of this Gunnar.” Magnus waved the other man off. “We should be concentrating on spreading the wealth we obtained during our voyage. Our people need the assistance after that harsh summer we had and you should be concerning yuriself with yuir duties as captain of the guard.”
“You are right sir, sorry I was out of line.” Gunnar said through gritted teeth. He bowed dramatically and then left the room quickly.
“We’ve got to keep an eye on that one don’t we son.” Magnus asked Bjorn. When he didn’t get an answer from his son he turned toward the younger man and found him staring at the table lost in thought. “Boy!” He slapped the back of Bjorn’s head. “Pay attention when I speak to you.”
Bjorn shook his head gathering his thoughts. “I’m sorry father I… I was thinking about what Gunnar just said.” It was a lie what was really going through his mind was the bakers strange behavior.
His father seemed to buy it however and went back to the papers he had been signing when Gunnar had come in. Bjorn breathed a sigh of relief and begun to stand but before his backside even left the seat his father spoke again. “I know yuir lying boy.” He told him. “But as of right now I don’t care. Just don’t you dare embarrass me understand.”
“Yes father.” Bjorn said standing. He left the room a little bit worried ‘How much does father know exactly?’ He thought as he walked down the halls. As he passed a window he could see it was late at night. He huffed a little because of his little meeting with his father and Gunnar he had missed the evening meal. He considered going to the kitchens and ordering the servants to prepare something for him but decided against it if he did he might see William again and have to deal with his anger.
For some reason he felt ashamed for the man to see him. It was obvious that whatever was bothering the boy involved him. But as to what it was he could not say. His shame had kept him away the entire day and he had to say he missed the chubby man greatly. The day just wasn’t the same with out seeing him or having him read to him like they had been doing. “I suppose I’ll just have tae wait for his mood to improve.” He said reaching his door.
He pushed open the door expecting to find it dark as it always was when he entered after an active day but to his surprise the wall candles were already lit. Wondering who had lit them he looked around the room and quickly found the baker sitting on his bed. When he noticed the other man enter William looked up at him a frown on his face. “Master we have to talk.” He said plainly.
Bjorn stepped into the room and closed the door. “Awfully brave of you to go around ordering yuir master around boy.” Bjorn said teasingly. He was glad that he and the pudgy man speaking to him again even if it was tinted by a bit of anger.
William however was having none of it. “Fine I’m sorry. I meant to say can we please talk master.”
“Of course William.” Bjorn moved closer to the bed. “But what’s with all this master stuff? There is no one else here you can call me Bjorn remember.”
“I feel better with master.” William said. “Now let’s get to the matter at hand. I want you to do something for me.” Bjorn raised an eyebrow but decided to allow the other man to finish. Continuing William spoke. “I want you to go looking for someone. A woman from my village, she’s a slave here so once you find her you’ll have to buy her.”
“A woman?” Bjorn asked getting angry. Was his baker asking him to find an old lover.
Hearing the rising storm William added. “She’s my friends wife “Master” so don’t get upset. This is for him not me. They were separated after they were brought here and I want you to reunite them”
Bjorn frowned at the way the baker had given him a demand. “And why would I do this boy?” He snapped. “It’s no concern to me what has happened to these two.”
{William: “Selfish Bastard. God what I‘m about to do is making me sick.”}
“The reason why you should do this is because I’ll…I’ll submit to you if you do.” William finally said. “Anytime you wish I will service you as I did on the longboat. I’ll be yours.”
Bjorn’s eyes opened wide. Did he just hear what he thought he heard. “Yuir offering yuriself up for yuir friends happiness. No lying?”
William looked down at his feet. “Yes sir I am. Do we have a deal?”
This turn of events was more then Bjorn had expected. His courting had been going slower then he had first thought the baker being a tough one to seduce. But here he was offering himself up. He could stop this “courting” nonsense and just fuck the lad like he wanted to. This was wonderful! ‘But then why don’t I feel to good about this?’
Shrugging that thought aside Bjorn smiled at the younger man. “Alright boy you have a deal I shall look for this woman of yours.”
William breathed a sigh. “Alright then. She’s a petite woman, with light blond hair, gentle voice and her name is Julie. My friend said that a family that lives in the countryside here bought her.”
Bjorn listened to the details of his new quarry. The girl sounded beautiful. Used to be he would have had his way with a woman like that in a heartbeat. But now all his eyes were solely focused on the sandy haired, pudgy, potato nosed man in front of him. Bjorn had to chuckle at how he had “Fallen”.
“Alright William I’ll search for her in the morn.” Bjorn smiled down at him. “As long as you keep up yuir part of the bargain that is boy. And speaking of which.” He said. The, This is wrong Feeling came back again and once again it was pushed aside. He had wanted this for so long and no feeling was going to stop him.
{William: “I actually cringed when he said that. But I was glad he did. It meant he would do as I asked him. I was worried that the pig would refuse me at first. But when he agreed to it I felt relieved then a little bit sick. Sure I had admired the Vikings body a little in the past but now I really didn’t want him touching me. Which is weird cause back at home I would have killed to have a man of Bjorn’s build and handsomeness want me. But after all this man had done to me I wouldn’t ever want to voluntarily touch him. But for my friends I would submit to him.”}
William nodded in response to the command, then got up off the bed. He walked up to Bjorn next stopping a few inches away from the large man and without much grace got to his knees in front of the other man. “Do you want me to go suckling you then master?” William sighed. The baker had to do his best and play good slave.
Bjorn only nodded excitedly to the bakers query. The mans eagerness made William want to growl but he held it in and began fumbling with the mans belt buckle releasing it after a few tries and allowing the older mans pants to fall to the ground. Bjorn’s large cock sprang free from it’s confines it’s musky smell filling William’s nose. Without a second thought William lurched forward opening his mouth and took the tip of the Vikings organ into his mouth.
Bjorn let out an pleased grunt at the feeling of his cock head being surrounded by his slaves warm wetness again. It was so warm and wet that the man felt as if he was going to cum in the first few seconds. But of course he held off. ‘No need to ruin this so soon. I should enjoy this fully.’
William involuntarily salivated a little a deep primal part of his mind enjoying the taste of the other man. He had suckled men before in the past and had enjoyed it so much at the time. Of course the active part of his mind reminded him who this was he had his lips around. Deciding to get this over with as soon as possible William took more of the hard flesh into his mouth until his nose was mashed against thick red pubic hair. Remembering what the Viking liked he began to hum a bit.
Bjorn’s knees nearly buckled when the other man took him in fully and began to hum. ‘By the gods this lad has talents!’ He clutched the sides of Williams head and began to thrust into the warm mouth suckling him slowly. “Good job boy yuir doing wondrous.”
William didn’t care one way or the other how well he was doing and decided to end the event as quickly as he could. Supporting himself with one hand on Bjorn’s thigh William used the other one to take hold of the powerful mans balls. Gently he began to roll them in his palm trying his best to coax them into releasing the other mans seed so this act could come to a finish.
When Bjorn began feeling the bakers expert hands kneading his testees he began to moan softly. No one had ever done this when they gave him head. As he stood there thrusting into the enjoyable wetness Bjorn could feel his orgasm building. If the baker kept up this ball play alongside the strong suction the Valhallen warrior would come any moment.
Using every bit of willpower he had Bjorn pulled Williams divine mouth away from his manhood. William resisted at first but relented eventually. “You’d best lay off boy or yuir going tae end up with a gullet full of me seed.”
“I thought that was the point.” The younger man pumped the big mans cock with his hand a few times as he spoke. “Isn‘t that the whole point of this exercise?”
“Aye that I do but I want to come in a much, much better place boy?” Bjorn gave the baker a wicked grin which he cringed at. He had hoped that Bjorn would be happy enough with a suckling but it appears that he wanted more.
“Alright master.” William sighed as he stood. The baker turned around and approached the bed. When he reached his destination he began to unbuckle the belt which held up his breeches. Then mustering his courage he shimmied the pair of pants down his hips leaving him half naked. He bent over the side of the bed presenting his backside. looking over his shoulder at Bjorn he said. “Go ahead I’m ready. That is if you are sir?”
Bjorn had been spellbound when the other mans delicious backside came into view. It was as he remembered it rounded, fleshy and absolutely arousing. Hearing Williams question he snapped out of his trance. “That I surly am lad.” He breathed huskily.
Quickly he made his way over to the other man and ran his hands over the boys bare backside squeezing the cheeks roughly. “I could ride this wondrous thing all night boy. Are ye sure yuir ready?” He asked.
William answered by arching his back spreading the cheeks apart and revealing his bud. The baker felt like a back alley whore doing this but remembered why he was here. “Please master fuck me.” William said trying to get the other man to get to it.
Bjorn chuckled the boy was being so submissive. A wonderful trait in his green eyes. Readying to claim his prize he laid a sharp slap on one plump cheek delighting in how it jiggled from the impact. He then placed a heavy hand on the small of his slaves back and used his free hand to position his cock head against William’s tight bud. “I’m going tae enjoy this.” He said as he began to penetrate him. Slowly he pushed his massive rod of flesh into the snug cavern of Williams ass savoring every inch that was enveloped.
As he was split apart William clutched the sheets beneath him. It was as painful as he remembered but for some reason it seemed to excite him a bit too. He could actually feel his own length begin to harden. “It’s only a physical reaction.” he said trying to quell it.
Finally Bjorn’s thighs made contact with Williams backside. The older man could feel himself grinning like a fool as he savored their connection. Being fully inside the small man was what he dreamed of for weeks and now that he had it… “Hang on lad.” Bjorn withdrew from William until his cock was nearly out of his chute then drove back home hard grunting with the effort. Before the baker could even fully register the impact Bjorn had pulled back again and thrust back. Within seconds Valhallen warrior was building up a steady rhythm pounding away into the tight hole beneath him. He clutched Williams hips white knuckled he growled like a fierce animal crying out in rapture.
William struggled not to cry out himself from the assault on his ass. But soon lost the fight as Bjorn in his fever lust hit that certain spot inside of him. William’s arms gave out at the surge of pleasure and he ended up with his face pressed against the covers. He began moaning and grunting in heat. The pleasure of being mounted clouding his mind and making him loose all self control.
Bjorn smiled smugly as he heard his slave begin to enjoy what he was doing. The boy was even beginning to thrust back a little. Wanting to prolong their coupling Bjorn slowed down to a crawl to gather his thoughts. He peered down to where his and William’s bodies connected and reveled in seeing his hard shaft disappear into the baker’s chunky arse.
Oh how he was going to fuck that thing every night if be it. He couldn’t get enough of the feeling. And the baker, the baker was a joy! His moans and self impalement were the icing on the cake. Bjorn could easily find himself spending days in his bedroom with this lad mounting him again and again. But for the next time to begin he had to finish the job at the moment.
As the relentless thrusting picked up again William could feel the beginning of his orgasm building. His balls were pulling up snugly against his cock and his moans were becoming louder. With one final stroke of that secret spot the baker groaned like a wounded animal and came. His untouched cock spurting ropes of cum onto the bed sheets.
The feeling of the already tight hole grasping his dick like a vice Bjorn roared coming himself. Shooting five times into the other mans innards. Calming down from the stunning climax he had experienced Bjorn pulled away from William. His cock making a sucking plopping sound as he left the mans body. “Fuck lad that was… that was wonderful.” He looked down at the sandy haired man that he had just had sex with. “Did you enjoy it?”
William the pleasure now over felt dirty and used. He only half grunted to Bjorn’s question and stood up on shaky legs. “I’m glad you enjoyed yourself.” he said giving a small bow. “Can I go to my room now?”
Bjorn stared at him for a few seconds a bit hurt. The Viking had had plenty of other lovers leave after the act before in the past. But for some reason this time it hurt him that William didn’t want to remain in his presence. Finally Bjorn answered. “Yes slave you can leave.” He said gently. “But yuir more then welcome to stay here with me tonight. Sleep next to me in my bed”
“I’d rather sleep in my own bed tonight master, I feel like being alone.” William sighed. “Don’t worry if you need me to service you again just call or knock on my door. I’ll come right away.”
Bjorn nodded. “Ok lad I’ll do that.” The baker nodded a thank you and turned to leave. As he watched him leave Bjorn felt himself getting sadder the, this is wrong feeling from before returning with a vengeance. But he choose to say nothing about wanting him to stay instead only saying “Goodnight William.” As the baker slipped into his own room without responding.
{William: I felt ashamed as I walked into my room. I had allowed that man to have because I wanted to help my friends. But what I didn’t expect was to so thoroughly enjoy it again. I thought that I had gotten over all that. I don’t know how I’m going to survive this with my sanity in tact. I‘ll just have to try harder to not cry out next time”}
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