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 5
Three weeks later…
“Come along boy!” Bjorn shouted over his shoulder.
“Give me some leeway here “Master”.” William shouted back voice dripping with sarcasm. “After all this is the first time I’ve been on land in weeks.” The unlikely pair were currently making there way up a steep incline at a small island the Vikings had stopped at to re-supply their water.
“Where are we going again?” William asked again. “I thought you were suppose to say on the ship. And why do we have to walk so far?”
The Viking warrior let out a deep sigh. Three weeks of backtalk ‘Why am I putting up with you again?” he asked turning around. When he looked back at William he could see the younger man panting his mouth wide open. “Oh that’s right.” he grinned.
{William: “This guy is nothing but a pig. Something which I relearned after the second week when he started using my mouth again. three times a day, three times a day I have to let him jab his filthy cock into my mouth and act like I enjoy it. I’ve still yet to find my locket again. I really need to find out so at least he can no longer threaten to throw it in the sea.”}
“And to answer yuir question boy.” Bjorn said sternly. “I’m going for a swim if you don’t mind.”
“A swim!?” William said confused. “What right now while all the other men are working?”
“Yes a swim.” The larger man said snidely. “I noticed a small cove when we came to re-supply on our way to the raids. Father said I could do this while they work so don‘t worry about getting in trouble.”
{William: “I could only shake my head in disbelief and this guys attitude. He was a spoiled daddies boy plain and simple. Loafing about while his fathers men did all the work. Someone acting like he does at my age would be surprising and from the looks of him my new “Master” is many years older then I am.”}
After about a half hour of walking the pair made their way to the small pool of water that Bjorn had described. As soon as the cool air hit the baker’s face he actually breathed in pleasure from it. Being trapped in that dank smelly hull for the last three weeks with a molesting Viking was beginning to get to him. Though he did have to admit, Bjorn might have been a hairy brute but at least he knew natural beauty when he saw it.
“This feels nice.” William commented walking over to the water. There was a large waterfall across the way which fed into the pool. The surrounding land was lush with a few large boulders here and there at the waters edge. “Is this stuff fresh to drink?”
“Aye but only from the waterfall?” Bjorn said from behind him. “The rest is salt water. Can’t ye tell the difference?”
“Not really.” William responded. “I was living in a village remember the water was supplied to me I didn’t ask where it came-whoa what are you doing!” as he was speaking William had turned around to face his captor giving him a dirty look but when he caught sight of Bjorn he found the man removing the heavy furs covering his body.
At the sound of the younger mans shock Bjorn stopped undressing and peered at his slave confused as to what had set him off. After a few seconds he realized what the baker was referring to. “You’d have to be daft boy if you think I’m swimming in all this. Fur stinks after it gets wet.” With that said the larger man continued removing his clothes. First his heavy fur cloak came off, then the heavy chain mail he wore, then finally his thick yellowed shirt was lifted over his head.
As soon as the shirt was off Williams eyes fell upon a hefty torso covered in thick red hair and a pair of powerful built arms. ‘I was trying to fight off that!’ A shocked William thought. The man looked like he could snap the pudgy baker in half with one sweep of his hand.
{William: Now this was a shock to me. I don’t think I’ve ever seen someone who looked strong. When I had first seen the giant oaf I believed he was nothing but a lard arse who used his weight to intimidate others I‘ve met quite a few bullies in my time who were like that. But seeing him now… No wonder I wasn’t able to fight him off.”}
Bjorn’s voice brought William back to reality. “You hear me boy I want you ta make sure my clothes are picked up.” the man commanded.
Still slightly shocked and intimidated William did as he was told and walked over to Bjorn picking up his clothes. As he did the Viking walked towards the water hole. Unbuckling his belt as he walked. The next time William glanced up to his unwanted master he was greeted by the large and hairy mans backside. The bakers eyes nearly popped out of his head.
If the circumstances were different William might have been attracted to this man. Bjorn was something that William easily considered attractive. His frame reminding him of some of the farmers who lived in his village. Andrew might have been his dream lover but that didn‘t mean he was the only man he ever found attractive.
“You coming?” Bjorn asked turning around. He saw his companions giving him a look of admiration and slight lust which surprised him a bit. ‘Is… is looking at me?’ Bjorn thought. Shaking the shock out of his mind he snapped. “Slave! You hear me?”
William shook his head reminding himself who this man was. “Um… Yeah… what?”
“I said come here boy you need a bath as well. Sleeping next to ye is beginning to smell like a chamber pot.” Bjorn laughed.
“I don’t think so.” William didn’t like the idea of disrobing in front of this man.
“It wasn’t an option boy.” Bjorn reminded. “Now get yuir ass naked and bathe. It’s yuir job to wash my body.”
This statement solidified William decision. “I am not going to undress and there is no way I am scrubbing your mangy arse?”
“But you are lad cause I have that little piece of gold of yuirs remember?” the other man reminded. “Now hurry grab the rag from my breeches and get to work. B‘fore I get over there and tear off yuir clothes m‘self”
After giving the commanding man a dirty look William did as commanded and reached for the hem of his burlap clothing. But before he raised it he glared at Bjorn “Turn around please!” he snapped.
The Viking rolled his eyes but decided to humor the baker. “Fine boy but it dosen’t really matter anyhow. I’ve already seen that lardy bottom of yuirs.”
“I don’t really care.” William responded. “Turn around.”
Bjorn had to smile at the sass coming from the other man. Most men put in the same satiation would have given in and excepted their new position as a slave by now. But not this boy he seemed to be made of tougher stuff. ‘But still can’t let him think he’s won can I?’ intent on showing William who was in charge Bjorn turned back to stare at the boy. ‘That should show you.’ he thought.
As the Valhallen warrior snuck a glance over his shoulder he could see the other man pulling his clothing over his head. William in his modesty had turned away from him and was exposing his backside to the Viking without realizing. When he saw the other man expose himself Bjorn opened his mouth in a silent gasp turning around fully to get a better look. ‘The boy has to have had the most enchanting bottom he had ever seen.’ Bjorn thought to himself. ’And the rest of him… amazing.”
Bjorn had never seen the other man in the light before only half seeing him that one day below deck. The bakers skin was a rosy peach color with a very light sprinkling of sandy colored hair and that backside it was soft and perfectly round with a good bit of lard to it. The bakers body was what Bjorn instantly though of as pleasantly plump but with a strong masculine appearance to it. He had the reign in his urges to touch it.
As Bjorn ogled William the younger man turned around sensing eyes on him. When he did he found Bjorn’s gaze resting on himself and for a few moments he starred back in a daze. The spell was broken however when he remembered his words from earlier and covered himself. With a voice full of outrage he shouted at the Viking. “I thought I told you to look away!”
Bjorn ignored the noise coming from the other man. Instead shaking his head trying to get the thoughts of the baker’s body out of his mind. “I’ll do as I please slave.” Bjorn snapped. “Now come on boy time to wash up.” He walked into the water wading into the pond till it was chest level. “Well hurry up boy!”
Growling in frustration William did as ordered and walked over into the water letting the cool liquid wash over his body. He had to swim over to Bjorn opposed to walking like the other man the water only coming up to his chin.
Bjorn laughed seeing William’s head bobbing atop the water. “A little short there aren’t you boy.” taking pity on him Bjorn took him by the arm and pulled them over to shallower water. “Better now?”
William was thankful for being able to stand but wasn’t about to let the other man know that. Instead he grumbled out a curse and set to work dipping the rag in the water. Reaching out he began to scrub the other mans furry body trying his best to make the job quick.
“Ease up boy we have till nightfall.” Bjorn reprimanded pulling away. “Now try again and do a good job I haven’t bathed in weeks.”
Grimacing at the fact he had been giving the dirty man oral William went slower running the washcloth up and down the other mans back making sure it was clean. He soon came to the conclusion that this was sort of like kneading bread and soon found himself doing as he did when he prepared a loaf. As he worked the younger man began to notice Bjorn relaxing a little and moaning slightly in pleasure.
Bjorn was in heaven at the moment the baker was doing a good job and his touch sent waves of pleasure through his body. Waves that seemed to be going strait to his dick. Realizing what was going on the Valhallen’s eyes snapped open. This had never happened before, he had had servants wash him before but none gave him the warmth in his crotch that this boy did. Deciding to ignore it he lifted a arm. “Under there to slave.”
His nose wrinkling a bit from the smell of sweat assaulting his nose William moved to the other mans underarm. The pit was the hairiest place on the larger man yet with curly auburn hair everywhere. After a few good scrubs William moved to the other armpit. “Will I have to do this often?” he asked as he worked.
Bjorn was nearly falling asleep from the soft petting but answered the baker. “Nay not often. But I do enjoy it more then most men. Unlike most Valhallen’s I enjoy bathing regularly about once every other week.”
“That’s regular?’ William thought to himself. “God I’m glad I don’t have to smell the others to often.”
“You done there boy my chest needs washing to. it gets sweaty while I fight.” Bjorn twisted around to meet the shorter man. He could see William had a slight blush on his face.
{William: “Don’t get the wrong idea everyone. Trust me when I say that this man disgusted me to no end. But still having to scrub down a naked man did embarrass me quite a bit.”}
Dipping the rag in the water again William raised it to Bjorn’s chest. The taller man had a good amount of hair there too. It was so thick it obscured his skin. Though as William washed he could see the tips of a pair of large nipples rising from the forest.
As the baker’s cloth covered fingers weaved their way through Bjorn’s hair the heat from before returned with a vengeance. As he was cleaned the Valhallen could feel himself grow hard from the attention. This boy was awakening something inside him somehow. This sight of him, the touch of his fingers both seemed to be drawing out his lust. Feeling the heat within him rise Bjorn quickly took hold of William’s wrist squeezing it tightly.
Startled by the firm grip holding him still William looked up towards his “Masters” face. He could see the Viking was giving him a glassy lust filled stare. “Wh…what’s wrong!” The baker didn’t get an answer to his question all he got was rudely squeezed between two strong arms and pushed back against a large broad rock. “What are you doing!!”
“Silence boy.” Bjorn commanded. He needed to have this man now! Lowering his hands he cupped both of William ass cheeks lifting him upwards against the rock. With a crazed growl the large man dug his fingers into the other mans warm furrow searching for his hole. “I’ve given you enough time tae heal I believe. Now submit!”
This was the incident William had dreaded since waking up after the first assault. “Like hell I‘ll do that!” He shouted back. There was no way in hell he was going to let this man have him again. Struggling in the Vikings grasp William tried his best to free himself.
The wiggling body in his arms didn’t deter Bjorn in the slightest. Actually it made his lust sore. He could already feel his dick leaking at the thought of breeching this man in his arms. Letting out a lustful growl he worked one of his fingers into the bakers tight hole and used his other hand to aim his dick at the bakers anus.
“Here I come boy.” Was the only warning before he lowered William onto his dick letting the thick staff enter the smaller man. “Fuuuuuuck!” Bjorn hissed as his cock was surrounded by warm wetness.
“AHHHHHH!” William screamed as he was penetrated. The pain was slightly dulled from both the cool water and the short preparation Bjorn had done in his lust but it still hurt. The younger man wrapped his legs around Bjorn’s waist and clutched the other mans shoulders trying his best to hold on. As soon as the pain passed he was back to fighting trying his best to push his attacker away.
The snarling and seething coming from the man in Bjorn’s arms was mostly ignored by the larger man. Bjorn instead focusing on the feelings he was receiving. Without a second thought he began to piston into the warm hole he was in grunting in amazing pleasure as he did. It felt just as good as he remembered but something seemed better, more intense. Whatever it was the Viking was intent on enjoying himself.
As he was fucked William struggled not to cry out. The man was being rough again not caring if he hurt him. The hands cupping and digging into his ass cheeks were most likely going to leave visible bruises the next morning. ‘I have to get away somehow’ he thought as the relentless pounding continued. Using all his strength he tried again to push the other man away but as he did his body shifted a little and something happened that made him cry out in surprise. Then begin to moan in pleasure.
Somehow Bjorn had stuck something deep inside of his victim without noticing. Causing the other man to moan from the waves of pleasure that surged through his body. Bjorn noticed the moaning immediately and had to grin to himself. “Like that you little tramp.” He chuckled. Adjusting his thrusts a little he tried to do whatever he did again to make the sandy haired man so compliant. After a few strokes he succeeded and once he knew what he did he showed no mercy to that spot hammering away.
Each inward lung cause William to cry out in unwanted pleasure and he began to babble incoherently. “Stop! Please stop!” William hje said between bouts of delirium. It was to much, to much pleasure. He could feel his mind becoming numb from the incessant cock nudging against something in his innards. “AHHHH!” William cried out as he came hard in-between his and Bjorn’s wet bodies. As he climaxed the bakers body tingled and his hole tightened nearly squeazing the live out of Bjorn’s member.
The vice like grip on Bjorn’s cock made him go wild and in a mindless fever-lust he pounded up into Williams ass roaring as a hot torrent of cum spewed from his dick into the other mans clenching hole. As he descended from his mind blowing orgasm he became re-aware of the limp body in his arms. Suddenly not wanting to hurt the creature that gave him such pleasure he gently let William down holding him up as the young mans legs gave way.
“What the in Hel’s domain just happened?” Bjorn huffed trying to catch his breath. What had just occurred had to have been the best sex in his life. The tightness, the moans everything was like nothing he had experienced before. He looked over to William, the baker was leaning against the rock eyes wide and watching him.
“Stay away from me.” William gasped. Whatever had just happened was wrong he couldn’t have enjoyed what this raping monster had just done to him. No way in the world was that true.
“I‘ll… I’ll do as I please boy as I said.” Bjorn said striating up. He stared at the sandy haired man for a seconds before turning away a sliver of lust returning from the sight of the naked man. “Get yourself clean boy we should be going.” he commanded as he made his way to the shore to retrieved his clothes to return to the long boat.
{William: “I watched as the Viking who had just had me dressed again. At that moment I was afraid if I looked away he would sneak up behind me and mount me again. Not because of the pain the experience would bring but from the pleasure that It might. I couldn’t let that happen again. If I actually started to enjoy what he did it would feel like I was betraying all the people in my village who this man and his friends murdered. How could I ever look myself in the mirror again without being ashamed if I liked what he had done.”}
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