1. Scholar and Shield Maiden_Ch 1: Battle Whore


    Date: 10/23/2014, Categories: Hardcore, Author: edintx99, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    Head bent, squat-shuffling down the narrow tunnel, I kicked something. The sound of it crashing against the wall echoed in the stygian darkness. “Shhhh!” Though soft, the sibilance made me start and I banged my head against the rough stone above. I stopped dead, grabbed her metal corset, and hissed in her ear, “There are snakes down here. I fucking hate snakes!” I could only imagine her sardonic smile when she whispered back, “I’m a lot more dangerous than any serpent or god-snake you ever read about in your moldering books.” It was time to check our progress anyway. No other choice, I sat in the stinking muck, pulled out a diagram of the tunnel system and struck a small light. I heard her shift behind me on her knees and felt her muscular thighs open wide and slide around my buttocks to get closer. Her large breasts pressed against my back and her hair drap3d over my shoulder so she also could look at the markings on the virgin-skin map in front of me. A more unlikely pair never met, bonded, and set out on a common purpose in one night… *** “Shaky, shake, make or break!” I cast the bones across the table, leaping bouncing and coming to a resounding ‘crack’ against the wall. They landed crossbones up, a winner. Cheers behind me. My scooping up of the gold and silver coins was abruptly ended by the flat of a broadsword crashing down an inch from my outstretched finger tips. The revelry died as if the gods themselves had throttled the crowd. I looked up the long sword to a ...
    sinewy arm, to a pair of muscular square shoulders, and finally an angelic face framed in long auburn hair. Cold, sea-green eyes stared at me. Not pleased. “Double crossbones, three times in a row. Never!” This shield maiden snatched them up, ran a calloused thumb across the edges and declared, “Shaved,” pointed a finger at me, and shouted, “Cheat!” As if on cue, I swirled my cape about me, threw down a ball and disappeared out the door in a cloud of smoke and sparkles. A block down the road, I paused long enough to examine the small bag of coins I had managed to scoop up, shrugged and continued on my way, until…. A hand clasped my shoulder like a bear’s jaws and spun me around to face a very angry young woman. My height and weight, she pointed a dagger at my throat. “You have my money.” I raised an eyebrow, examined her more closely: high cheekbones, straight nose, and below, a pair of the largest and firmest breasts I had ever seen. But all encased in scale mail and leather. “Yes, perhaps you are correct,” and reached for the pouch at my waist. At the same time I pivoted away from the blade, my left arm-guard against the flat of her weapon. My right leg behind her knees, a firm press of my forearm across her chest and she went down like a sack of potatoes flat on her back. A nimble leap as she swept her broad sword free of its sheath slicing at my knees, and, then with a crash, I was down on her chest knocking the wind out of her…. I thought. Hands like steel bands gripped my ...
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