Several days and stops later had us finally taking anchor at our ending point, or at least that's what I was told when I was woken in the middle of the night to be moved yet again.
"Up, wench. We're hitting land."
I grumbled and slowly pulled my now heavy body up, the journey taking its toll on me. I was aching, covered in bruises, dirt, and who even knew what else... but the prospect of land and finally getting to stretch my limbs out was more than enough to motivate me to try my hardest to drag myself to the top deck.
It seemed I didn't have to, though, as the same barbarian who rudely kicked me awake with his foot took it upon himself to drag me by the forearm all the way up the steps, even when I was tripping over my own feet. I felt my arm bruising under his hard grasp but I didn't care, the sun was shining on my face and for the first time in days I saw the sky. It took a few moments for my eyes to adjust, but when they did it felt like magic.
The sea air, the warm sun, I'd almost forgotten what kind of Tartarus I'd found myself in. Feeling the body of a tall, muscled warrior knock into me and almost force me off my feet brought me back into the reality I so desperately wanted to flee from.
"Get moving, now."
I obeyed despite not wanting to, if only for fear of what would happen to someone, anyone else if I didn't. The results seemed catastrophic in every reading I attempted, and messing with something like that was a fool's errand without a doubt.
They ushered me ashore and into their camp only a little ways away, which was... definitely lacking. They were a lower ranking civilization to say the least, though none of them seemed that put out by their hovels for houses and poor excuses for a community. It would never be enough for a village or a town, but as a warrior den it wasn't that obsolete.
"You know why you are here. You eat, you drink, and then the fun begins."
I tilted my head at the man speaking to me in broken tongue, not sure entirely what he meant by saying I knew why I was here. I did, of course, and I was a seer, but it seemed as though at least one of them would explain their game plan to me. I heard them talking about having sex with me, about using and abusing me in every way possible, but there had to be more to it than that. There had to be.
However, the intoxicating aroma of food that I'd actually get to devour until I was full was too much for me to ignore. I licked my lips and dug into the plate I was presented with, sipping my grog so fast it spilled past my lips and down my face, coating my chest and breasts in it's sticky goodness. I wasn't deterred, soon finding my mouth full of meat yet again, stuffing whatever the vegetables were into my gullet whenever I found a chance.
They stood around me, watched the way they had in my vision, as I devoured enough food to fill four men.
"I like her," one said to another, making crude remarks about the way I shoveled food into my mouth. I couldn't help it, I was starving and what they lacked in decor and almost everything else they surely made up for in the culinary arts.
"It is time."
The one that seemed to be in charge said loudly, his voice booming across the small area as he approached me and took the plate from my hand, tossing it to the ground. He was older than the others, obviously more experienced, and definitely more eager to have me than any of those around him. They seemed content in just watching me, while I could feel his eyes tracing my frame no matter what movements I made.
His hand went to my hair and tugged it back hard, moving his lips to my ear to whisper something before he stepped away. "Don't make this difficult."
I didn't nod, didn't protest, I did nothing until he let me go and walked forward some, laying down in front of everyone, removing the clothing that covered his body.
Reality was starting to match my dream more and more, and there was no point in denying it now.
As the older warrior lay on the grass, back pressed to the greenery, I pulled down my panties and stepped out of them towards him. There was no need for foreplay, no need to get them riled up, I could already see their manhood quivering with anticipation from the sight of me. I could've fought it, still, but inside I knew how it would end... I'd seen it for myself, I'd enjoyed it myself, and a part of me wanted to know if reality lived up to everything my vision had promised me.
Pure pleasure coursing throughout my entire body.
A lot of the men on the field had a tendency to serve long and hard, without much time in between to indulge in the more sinful pleasures life had to offer. They often forgot what it was like to be in the presence of a woman, let alone feel the touch of one, after being cooped up with other soldiers for as long as they had been. It was obvious by the looks on the face of the man below me, and the ones surrounding us, that it'd been quite some time since most of them had had their way with a female.
The sight of my slit caused him to swallow hard, and whatever calm he'd reached after my touch had been wiped away when I untied my bustier, letting it fall off my frame so my voluptuous breasts were free at last. The moment the cool air touched my nipples they began to harden, only serving to stiffen his erection more than it already was.
I wasted no more time, my smaller frame falling to the floor and crawlingover to his, straddling his waist as my warm sex hovered above him. I could feel his body tense at my touch and couldn't help but run my fingers along his skin--his arms, over his chest, up his sides. The way he craved me was mesmerizing, and more than enough to cause my wetness to drip onto his shaft, a moan of yearning escaping through his parted lips. It was unlike anything I'd ever seen.
"What do you want?" I whispered into his ear, my breasts nudging against him due to the closeness.
"You," he responded breathlessly, and in response I positioned my opening above his erection.
Only seconds later my hips pressed down against his, enveloping his entire length inside of me despite the pain of my pure virginal barrier breaking in the motion.
He moaned loudly with pleasure and every bit of nervousness and insecurity was replaced with a hunger that almost rivaled his, his hands searching my entire body for skin to touch and grab while he was blessed with the fortune to be inside of me. The moment wouldn't last, that much he was sure of, but he wanted to enjoy everything I had to offer while he could.
His hands grabbed at my breasts, squeezing a tit in one hand while the other gripped firmly onto my hip, digging deeper into my skin each time I quickened my pace.
I was riding him steadily, enjoying the size of his length inside of me despite just how loud his sounds of delight were due to the tightness of my virginal pussy. He moaned, screamed, begged, and I encouraged ever word with a buck down against him, a grind of my hips as I rode him, my breasts bouncing with each movement. It was even better than the dream, and soon I became addicted to the feeling.
I wanted to touch them, touch everyone, feel every bit of pleasure I could in that moment. It was intoxicating.
The other three men closest to us watched from the other side, mouths agape, staring in wonderment as the I went to work on him. Not only was my body a work of art to them, but the way I turned their commanding officer into a moaning, screaming, lovestruck young boy made each and every one of them greedy to get a taste of my sex. The bearded one started to rub his own bulge, imagining himself as the one inside of me, squeezing my perky tits, taking one into his mouth while he pumped me full of his hard cock.
I could feel the desire mounting and grinned at the thought, my pussy tightening around the older man's dick as he pushed up into me, his moans growing louder with every movement. I knew he was coming, and even as he squirted his relief inside of my warm cunt I knew this was only the beginning for me. Something had been unleashed that I never even knew I had inside of me.
My body moved up and down along his member for a few more moments before I pulled up off of him, his softening meat aching for just a few moments more inside of my tender warm pool of delight.
The other three men scrambled to get closer to where I was, fighting for a place close
st to the thing they desired--me, in all of my beautiful, naked glory. After a few moments they were all positioned accordingly; the blond laying down in front of me on the grass, the bearded one positioned behind me, and the dark haired one standing off to the side while the older gentleman put his garments back on and returned to the privacy of his tent.
He'd already gotten his, after all, there was no need to watch them play with his seconds.
Perfect.
I moved myself so I was between the blonds legs, and without a word moved both of my hands so each was positioned around one stiffened, eager cock. My head immediately bobbed down to take the blonds length into my mouth while my hand gripped the dick of the dark haired warrior--which they'd already coated in my juices--stroking up and down his length with ease. He leaned his head back in delight as the blond did his best not to blow his load into my mouth already, the feeling of my throat engulfing him paired with my other hand massaging his balls almost too much to bear.
The bearded man watched my mastery for a few moments before putting both hands on my hips and nudging my slit with his head, running it along my folds as he stiffened with every passing second. He didn't want to enter me if I wasn't ready for it in fear of negating pleasure for himself, though I was anticipating his thrust each time I gripped the dick of one of the other men. I knew he wouldn't be able to hold out for long.
Impatient with his pussyfooting, I pushed my ass back against him, trying to coax his erection to penetrate my dripping cunt. My wetness was calling to him, beckoning him, and after one more nudge he couldn't contain himself, pushing his length into me fully while he pulled my hips back to meet him, one hand reaching for my hair to really get a good grip on it.
The moment he entered me the blond man could tell, as I took his length into my throat as far as I could, swallowing against it so it massaged every inch of his sensitive skin. He bucked his hips without thinking and I eagerly took all that I could, my gag reflex nonexistent, and body rippling with delight at all of the desire around me.
They wanted me, needed me, and I was pleasing them all until their bodies shook and caved. I could feel it--pouring out of each of them--the thing that gave me meaning. Even the one to my side, who was only experiencing me through the gift of my hand up and down his shaft, was almost ready to come all over me and bathe me in his man juices.
It was powerful, but more than that it was intoxicating.
The bearded man, who had already begun to pleasure himself while he watched me ride his captain, thrust into me with so much force that my body shook with every movement. He wasted no time in pleasantries, didn't bother to try and last as long as he could, because all he had his eyes on was the prize: his finish inside of me, and my tight cunt was making it all to easy for him to get there.
His strong hands moved from my hips to my breasts, gripping me hard and squeezing my flesh as he fucked me wildly, his hands holding tightly on my hips as he bucked his cock as far as he could go. He rocked back and forth against me, digging his nails into my skin, moving his hands to my hair so he could control me and pull me back, but I let him. I enjoyed it, feeling him lose his control and his cool as he thrust his manhood into me as far as he possibly could, left rewarded with the sweet satisfaction of knowing he'd just filled me with his seed while his body shook from the climax.
The bearded one and the dark haired solider switched as soon as his cum was dripping down my desecrated cunt, giving the next one a chance at the prize they'd ushered in from lands and lands away, me. He was moments away from blowing his load all over my hands (and probably my back--he looked like he had reach), but even I knew nothing compared to the feeling of a wet cunt around a hard cock, no matter how inexperienced I'd been prior to being shared by these beastly men.
My mouth quickly wrapped back around the blonds member, massaging his length with my tongue and using both of my hands to pleasure the rest of him. Now I was free to touch every inch of sensitive skin he had, while using my supple lips to provide a more than perfect place for him to come.
The dark haired solider finished switching positions with the bearded man--who rolled off to the side, his head still spinning from the orgasm he'd experienced--and anxiously pressed his rock hard cock into my tight, willing cunt, moaning as soon as he felt his length fill me. I'd finally stopped feeling the dull pain from the original penetration, and now every time one of their cocks explored every bit my pussy had to offer I felt nothing but satisfaction from it. I wanted to be touched, explored, violated and man handled.
I'd been fighting off my orgasms so that when I did come, I'd come so hard my muscles tightened around whichever dick was inside of me like a vice. As I felt the dark haired one penetrate me I knew, just from the way he motioned his dick inside of me, that he would be the one I came with. With every thrust into my warm wetness he moved his position ever so slightly, trying his best to find my spot, so he could be the one of them to get me off where the other two had failed. I bucked back against him, trying my best to stay in rhythm with him while milking the cock in my mouth of all the yearning that I could.
The man behind me, though, was far too rough for their current positions to last much longer. All three of them were quickly approaching their climaxes, and if something didn't change at least one of them was going to find themselves unpleasantly unserviced.
I released the dick in my mouth and pulled my head back some before glancing back at the man behind me, who noticed my movements and momentarily stopped thrusting, despite the way his member was throbbing inside of me, begging for more. I lowered my body so the cock that was in front of me was placed between my breasts, while at the same time spreading my legs more so instead of resting on all fours I was further down towards the floor, my cunt at a different angle.
"Now," I growled in a voice I'd never heard myself use before, and both men obliged without any hesitation.
The man in front of me balanced himself by gripping the grass he sat on at the same time he grabbed my head and pulled my body forward, fervently raising his hips so that his dick was surrounded by my heaving tits, and I accommodated by putting a hand to each side of both of them and pushing them further together. He fucked my supple chest while the man behind me thrust with even more force, filling me completely and prompting screams of ecstasy from my lips. My body shook as the two men used me for their pleasure, grunting and moaning and grabbing at my skin, all too ready to fuck me full of their hot, white cum until I was covered in it fully.
The blond climaxed first, shaking with relief as his load squirted out of his length and onto my chest and face, covering me entirely with his most sacred of bodily fluids. I was too distracted by the cock in my pussy to position myself in a less awkward way for him, and instead rested my hands on the thighs of the man that had just cum all over me, grabbing him tightly every time I felt a wave of pleasure shoot through me... it was almost too much for my small frame to handle, the way he pounded me over and over, my used body having taken so much of a beating already.
I screamed in approval as the dark haired solider hit my spot, my pussy squeezing around his hard cock, rewarding his thrusts and valiant efforts by swallowing him up even more tightly inside of me. My already dripping cunt covered him completely with my juices, and as he felt my body quake beneath his his own orgasm rippled through his body, his load spilling out of me and dripping down my folds while he savored his last few thrusts into me, knowing that fucking me was the only thing he ever wanted to do with his life again.
As I gripped at the grass and rode my orgasm out I opened my mouth, letting out one final whimper before my body crumpled onto the floor, used up in every way it could be. There were more men, more who wanted to be with me after they saw what I'd done, but I was so exhausted from the activities I'd already participated in I was ready to pass out.
I'd lived my entire life with my gift, I'd helped people, seen things, knew things that no one else ever could have. Yet this, this was something that even when
I saw with my own eyes, I couldn't believe. I enjoyed it, I wanted it, I was good at it.
I suppose even a seer can't know everything.
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