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The Storyteller of Brompton House - part two
Date: 9/28/2015, Categories: Love Stories, Author: Rheged6, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories
when the Aesir and the Vanir were at war, did they come upon the Hall of Hallbjorn Thorvaldson.” “Daughters of Hallbjorn Thorvaldson, your father’s enemy is among you and he seeks justice; Your lives are like to be forfeit.” Each of them was caught up in the tale. When Arndisa was ravished by six men in turn, leaving her a quivering sated wreck, cum soaked and dripping, Cherry felt exhausted. Likewise Bergdis experienced sensations of ecstasy mixed with shame, that left Sadie numb. Froydis suffered the oarsmen to have their way and cried in passion for more. “Nourish me with the seed of such warriors,” she cried, “that my daughters may be found worthy by Thor himself.” “Then was brought Ljota before Ragnar, and she stood proud." " Stay!” cried Alvi, wife of Ragnar, “hear me Lord, though I have been dishonoured in your eyes. Hear me, for the love we once had, hear me Lord.” “Speak Alvi Bjarndirsondottir, and I will hear.” “Lord, Hallbjorn Thorvaldson took your wife and shamed you but he was a kind man. Kill him now as you must, but put a sword in his hand so that he might die thus, and so enter the Halls of Valhalour. I will die on the pyre of his funeral ship and accompany him on his journey; but know that I take with me also the sweet memory of you my Lord. Do not ravish the fair Ljota, but take her instead for your wife; to comfort you in your hall in the long nights of dark, to serve you ale and wine, and to weave you a fine cloak.” “It shall be as you wish Alvi ...