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 9
When Bjorn reentered the dining he was surprised to see only Rolf sitting there. The farmer was finishing up the remains of his meal. “So you’ve returned.” He said seeing Bjorn again.
“Aye that I have.” Bjorn said taking his seat. “Where did my father go off to?”
“One of the warriors came in here ranting about a skirmish in the town square.” Rolf explained. “You just missed him in fact. Where were you off to anyhow? Sneaking a sip of “Ale”.” He gave his friend a playful wink which Bjorn ignored instead opting to play with his remaining food. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing Rolf.”
“Let’s not go through this again just inform me what happened.” He placed an arm around Bjorn. “And how about you drop the ale ruse.”
Sighing at his friends persistence and keen eye the larger man relented. “You always were to smart for yuir own good.” He laughed. “the ale as I called it is really…“ He stopped himself from revealing the truth. “…A woman. I’ve been obsessing with her visage since the raids and taking yuir advice I informed her of my intentions. Promising her of untold pleasures.”
Rolf leaned forward clearly interested. “And?”
“And she rebuked me.” Bjorn growled. “She informed me she did not wish for an affair and said if I touched her I would regret it.”
Rolf had to stifle a laugh. Bjorn was so used to getting whoever he wanted it was funny to see him turned away. He also realized that his earlier assumption about the secret lover being a slave must have been wrong. Bjorn had to be enamored with a noble woman for her to refuse him a slave wouldn’t have a choice. “That’s a tough bit of luck my friend.”
Bjorn slammed his fist against the table. “I don’t care about luck I just want Hi…her in my bed!”
Startled Rolf moved away a bit. “Calm down, calm down. If yuir really set on having this woman why not court her proper like aye? With yuir position you can woo her easily.”
“That might be the trick.” Bjorn said thinking. “But how will I go about it? When you courted yuir wife how did you go about it.”
“Didn’t need to Alasia came running to me from day one.” Rolf said smugly. At the other mans annoyed growl he added. “But if I had courted her I would have started by sweet talking her, then maybe giving her things she likes, presents. All courting really takes is a bit of effort on yuir part Bjorn.”
Bjorn mulled over this information. He could handle the kind words but the present part would be harder all he knew of the baker was how his body felt against his and his love for the locket he was in possession of. There was no way he would give that to the man. Maybe he could find out something from Aida later.
Seeing that his friend was in deep thought Rolf stood up. “I’d ought to be going.” He said patting Bjorn on the back. “Have a good rest of the day my friend and don’t worry I’m sure she’ll see the light… and then you‘ll see under her dress aye?” He laughed at the other mans quirked eyebrow at the statement and left.
Bjorn shook his head. “The man is daft.” He said. “But he gives good advice.”
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Back inside the kitchen William sat in one of the kitchen chairs slumped over in a severely depressed mood “Come here dear.” Aida said. “We’ve got tae get the bleeding to stop.” The woman applied a damp wash cloth to his throat.”
“Thank you Aida.” William said his voice barely above a whisper. “Sorry to be so much trouble.”
“Tsk it’s no trouble child.” She frowned as she cleaned the young man up. After a few more dabs the wound seemed to stop bleeding. “There now all we have tae do it get some salve for it.”
William pushed her hand away gently. “It‘s alright Aida no need to go to so much trouble. It‘s just a small cut after all.” He said standing “What we should be doing is getting the extra bread to our “Masters“.”
The older woman sighed and stood as well. “No need boy, The lord was called away so the meal is done. All’s that’s left is for us to get to making the next meal.” She said passing him and heading into the pantry
William nodded absentmindedly and went over to prepare another batch of bread for the meal. as he kneaded dough he could hear Aida come out and begin cutting the meat for the meal. He could also sense her looking at him on occasion. It was plain to see she wanted to know what really happened.
After a few heavy chops Aida coughed and spoke,. “William… did something happen between you and Master Bjorn.” She asked cautiously. “Did…did he try to hurt you.”
William spun around fast about to tell her just what the hairy pig had tried to do to him. But when he saw her worried face he halted.
{William: “You have no idea how much I wanted to tell her that Bjorn had tried to rape me again. But when I saw the worried look she was giving me I relented. For some reason I didn’t want to tarnish the opinion of the man she cared for so much.“}
William walked over to his new friend and put his hands on her arms. “No Aida he didn‘t hurt me.” William said. “I did it to myself.”
Aida seemed relieved to hear the Bjorn hadn’t tried something but her mood soon returned to worry when she processed what William had said. “But why would you try to hurt yourself child?”
The baker frowned trying to think of a good enough excuse. “I guess I was just a little bit depressed. My life has sort of taken a downward spiral as of late.”
“Aye I suppose it has I felt crushed when I was first captured.” She said. “But lad that’s no reason to try to hurt yuriself. Life may not be all that present here. But at least it’s life you should hold on to life as long as you can William.”
The sandy haired man nodded agreeing with her. “That’s very true Aida, Thanks.”
Aida cupped William cheek. “Anytime child, anytime.” she smiled at him before returning to her chore. “Enough of this talk now, we have a meal to prepare.
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Bjorn frowned to himself as he laid in bed. The large man hadn’t gotten a goods night sleep last night his mind replaying the scene in the kitchen again and again. William had promised not to hurt himself if he was not forced to pleasure him but Bjorn still worried that the boy would snap and kill himself anyway.
The rest of the pervious day had been uneventful. After Rolf had left Bjorn had remained in the dining room for hours thinking of ways to make the other man want to pleasure him. But nothing came to mind. When Aida came in to prepare the room for the next meal he wanted to ask her if she had found anything out about the baker. But she seemed to be upset with him and didn’t make eye contact. As the evening meal was brought to the table and his father, brother, and family friends arrived Bjorn kept looking to the rooms entryway hoping to see his slave enter to serve the food but the lad didn’t show.
Bjorn didn’t see him again until that night when he entered his room. He found William standing in the center of his room looking around “Looking for yuir necklace again boy?” Bjorn asked him.
“No sir.” Was the stiff reply. “Excuse me if you will I’ve had a tiring day and would like to get to bed. Is there anything I can do for you before?” The entire sentence was said with a sneer. One which made the other man very upset. He could handle when the boy was being disobedient and shouting insults but this angry indifference was disheartening
“Nay lad.” Bjorn said relenting. William bowed and made his way to the adjoining room leaving the Valhallen warrior to his thoughts. ‘Why do ye have to be so difficult lad?’ he thought. ‘You enjoyed it when I took you so why not allow me the pleasure of doing it again.’
Expecting no answer Bjorn removed his clothing and retired to bed. But sleep never came to him. His mind kept returning to the sandy haired man again and again. He was beginning to see the boy as a problem. Maybe he should let his father sell him, but if he did that he would most likely never see the man again. Eventually he was able to nod off for a while but he awoken by the door of Williams room creaking open.
Sitting up wearily Bjorn could make out the bakers silhouette as he tried to tiptoes out of the room quietly. “Boy what are you doing!” He asked with a yawn.
William startled and turned to his master. “I have to go to the kitchen and help Aida with the morning meal.” He answered. “I’m sorry I woke you sir.”
Bjorn frowned the other mans voice still had the undercurrent of repress disgust. “Fine, go ahead and leave me boy.” He returned to the comfort of his bed and rolled over away from William. After hearing his rooms door close behind the baker the large man sighed.
‘This has to stop’ Bjorn thought to himself. ‘If things continue like this I will never get him to submit to me. But as Rolf said it will only take effort on my part, I’m sure the lad will see it’s in his best interest to come into my bed.”
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