by John Evans
Dorthea's panting became faster and faster and her humping increased as she approached a climax. Suddenly, she stiffened and her whole body shook as she orgasmed. Gasping for air, she collapsed onto Rolph's chest.
The two men took over. Holding onto Dorthea, they began to fuck their cocks in and out of her. Dorthea moaned and Karina could see a smile play across her lips. She could not tear her eyes away as she watched Dorthea getting fucked and fucked good.
Both men were soon panting as hard as Dorthea had been. Dagmar grabbed her hips and bellowed loudly as he shoved his cock into her ass to fire off his load of hot sticky sperm. Dorthea writhed and moaned as she felt his hot jizz spurt into her bowels. Rolph pumped harder and faster only a second or two longer until he stiffened. His back arched off the bed as his prick spurted his liquid seed into Dorthea's hot, moist cunt. She groaned loudly as she felt Rolph cum inside her.
Dagmar pulled his semi-soft dick out of her abused asshole. Dorthea sighed as she felt him withdraw. She rolled onto her back on the bed and have both men cuddle up beside her on either side.
"I can't stay long," Karina vaguely heard Dorthea say. "I have to get back."
Karina turned away from the bunkhouse in a daze. Visions of cocks, pussies and assholes in her mind drove away any coherent thought. Karina felt that her body was burning up. Without thinking, she unwrapped the towel from around her body and began fanning herself with it as she stumbled back to the farmhouse.
By the time Karina had opened the front door and entered the living room, she was on fire and her body felt electrified. All the sensations were concentrated at her pussy. Karina was dimly felt her juices leaking down her legs from her cunt. She dropped the towel and slowly climbed the stairs with a dazed look on her face.
Karina was breathing hard as she walked down the upstairs hallway. Her nipples were rock-hard and her hands absently rubbed up and down her body. Her right hand slowly dipped down to her wet pussy.
Her eyes bulged and she stumbled forward as her finger grazed over her clitoris. She caught herself from falling by banging her hand against a door jamb. The sexual sensations in her pussy had exploded at the mere touch of her hand. Karina moaned as her body shook and quivered.
The door suddenly swung open and Karina saw, through lust-filled eyes, Helga standing in the doorway. A single candle behind Helga illuminated her silhouette. She was dressed in a short, sheer nightgown, which showed off her shapely legs.
"Milady, are you alright?" asked Helga anxiously as she reached forward to help Karina.
Helga's arm inadvertently brushed across her nipples. To Karina, it felt like an electric bolt crackled from them to her mind, touching off all the sexual lust inside her. Karina grabbed both of Helga's hands and crushed them against her huge mounds of titflesh. She then wrapped up Helga in a tight embrace and plastered her mouth on top of Helga's open mouth.
They staggered back into the room as Karina's tongue darted around the inside of Helga's mouth. She reached down and cupped Helga's breasts. She gently pinched her nipples, enticing a gasp out of the shocked Helga. Helga's hands were overflowing with her tits, but that was not satisfying the burn and itch in the rock-hard nubs. Karina pulled Helga's hands away from her breasts and cupped her own hands under them to thrust them forward.
"Suck them. Please! Please, suck them," pleaded a panting Karina.
Helga's face lost its shocked look and she smiled slightly as if understanding her employer's uncontrollable urge. She leaned forward, licked up one nipple causing Karina to shudder and then sucked on it, while reaching up to caress the other.
Karina gasped and moaned as electric shocks of both pain and pleasure seemed to shoot from her nipples through her entire body. Her hands ran through Helga's blond hair as she continued to suckle her tits.
Helga looked up at Karina with her big brown eyes and reached down between her legs. Karina sagged and nearly fell when Helga's hand brushed across the wet outer lips of her pussy. Helga straightened up quickly to help keep Karina from falling over.
"Come to bed," said Helga gently.
"Yes, bed," panted Karina.
Helga led Karina over to the bed and made her lay down. She then pulled off her nightgown and eased down beside Karina, running her hands over her burning body. Karina moaned and writhed as Helga caressed her. She gritted her teeth in frustration as a hand passed close to her pussy, but did not touch it. Karina's own hands moved back and forth, first over Helga's body, then her own, then back to Helga's.
Just when Karina could not stand the teasing any more, she gasped in delight as Helga reached down and sank a finger into her sopping wet pussy. Karina gasped again and almost came as Helga slowly dragged her finger out, pulling it right across her clitoris.
Helga smiled down at Karina's wide open eyes. "How does that feel?"
"Good," was the only word Karina could manage.
Helga turned around so that her hand had better access to Karina's vagina. She slid her middle finger in and out of Karina's cunt, stopping every now and then to massage the clit. Karina moaned and writhed at the stimulation. Cupping and squeezing a breast with one hand, she put her other hand between Helga's legs. Helga spread her legs wider apart and Karina's fingers slid upward to her wet, hot pussy. Karina wasted no time inserting two fingers inside.
It was Helga's turn to gasp as Karina began to finger-fuck her. Karina's pleasure doubled as she felt her pussy stretch wider as Helga slipped another finger into her cunt.
Karina cried out in pleasure as her pussy stretched wider and wider. Her own fingers stroked continuously in and out of Helga's cunt. Her own pussy was filled to the brim and being pumped as her sexual tension soared quickly and then peaked. Karina screamed out her orgasm as her body shook from the intensity of it. She felt her juices gush out of her cunt and roll down over her legs and ass.
"Milady! Karina! Please, wake up!"
Karina snapped open her eyes to see a worried Helga staring down at her. Helga had somehow moved around on the bed and had one hand on her cheek, while the other brushed her forehead.
"Huh? What happened?" asked Karina groggily.
"I think you passed out. Are you alright?"
Before Karina could answer, they both heard a banging downstairs. Helga jumped off the bed, snatched up a robe and was out the door before Karina could do anything. Karina heard a murmur of voices from downstairs and the heard the front door open and close. Footsteps sounded on the stairs, then down the hallway and Helga reappeared at the door.
"That was Rolph, Dagmar, and Dorthea all coming in the front door," said Helga giggling. "Except for the swords the men were carrying, none of them had a stitch of clothing on. I told them you had a bad dream and had screamed."
"Thank you, Helga." She fell silent as the two women stared at each other. "What did you do? I've never had an orgasm that intense before."
"You kept saying, 'More! More!' You took my entire hand up past the wrist inside you," said Helga in a shy voice.
Karina got up off the bed and went over to hug Helga. The girl went rigid and then relaxed as she returned the hug. Karina lifted Helga's face up and planted a soft kiss on her lips.
"Thank you," said Karina softly. "I think I needed the release and the experience is not one I'll ever forget."
"But not one to be repeated?" asked Helga in a choked voice.
"We'll see," said Karina smiling. "Now, we have to get a good night's sleep. Get your nightgown on. My bed is big enough for the two of us."
Helga's face lit up in a big smile. She spun around in girlish exuberance, shedding her robe and pulling on her nightgown. Karina shook her head, still smiling, as Helga bounced back to her. She led her to the main bedroom of the house, pulled on her own nightgown and they fell asleep in each other's arms.
Breakfast the next morning was a quiet affair. Each of the five people round the table cast furtive glances at the others and secret smiles played on everyone's lips. Rolph and Dagmar finally rose to go out
and do their chores.
"Take care, Karina," advised Rolph as they headed towards the door. "You'll be out there alone."
"Can't I come with you?" pleaded Helga.
Karina turned to look at Helga. She then growled and roared something unintelligible with a particular vicious streak to it at her. Helga recoiled and Dorthea dropped the plate she had just picked up in alarm. Rolph and Dagmar looked at each other, shrugged their shoulders, and walked out.
"I'm sorry, Helga," Karina said huskily, clearing her throat. "I told you this would not be for fun. I just paid you a mild compliment in ogre. You may be prepared to lose an arm or leg to meet Gar, but I'm not. Please, don't ask me again."
"Yes, milady," said Helga in a subdued voice. "I'll wait here."
"Thank you," said Karina. "I would be worried sick if you did come with me. Gar said come alone. He's not one to spring surprises on."
"I'll stay in the immediate area," said Helga, getting up. "I'll be here if you need me."
"That girl cares for you," said Dorthea, cleaning up the broken plate.
"I know," said Karina, looking at the closed door. "How much do you care for Rolph and Dagmar?"
"Enough that I can't choose between them," said Dorthea. "They compliment each other so well that I can't choose one over the other. Rolph is serious and stable, while Dagmar is romance and excitement. I guess I'm selfish to want them both."
"Nonsense!" scoffed Karina. "Even I could tell that they're happy and in love with you. Though how you managed to get both of them in bed at the same time baffles me. They've always been competing against one another."
Dorthea laughed. "I knew the game was up when your maid saw us last night. I told both of them that there would be no competition. I could love both of them at the same time or neither of them. I can tell you, when one is away on a trip, it is hell on the other. You know, they actually work real well together in bed. I do mean real well!"
Karina now laughed aloud too. "I think you just settled any reservations I may have had about you. Take care of both of them. They are very dear to me. Now, I have to go and see Gar."
Dorthea got up, but motioned Karina to remain seated. "Wait five minutes and then go. Don't pay any attention to anything you see or hear. Okay?"
"Okay," answered a puzzled Karina.
Karina waited for five minutes and then walked out the front door. The first thing she heard were female shrieks coming from the barn. Remembering Dorthea's remark, she turned on her heel and took off through the woods.
Chapter 2: The Ritual Of Neccar
Karina soon came to the clearing by the bridge. She looked around carefully; a strange hush had settled around the area and the tall trees cast shadows everywhere, but in the center of the clearing. Karina blinked twice as she watched a boulder stir and then rise up on two legs to approach her.
It was like kicking an iron bar. Gar roared in pleasure and pain as he backhanded Karina across the shoulder. Karina's arm went numb as she flew across the clearing before crashing into a bush.
She lay there, bruised and scratched, trying to shake the cobwebs out of her head. A shadow loomed over her and she was suddenly hauled off the ground as a large, meaty hand yanked her up by the front of her shirt.
A rumble emanated deep within Gar's chest, which Karina recognized as laughter. He set her back down and stepped back away from her. Karina's shirt front was completely torn apart. Her arm was still numb and would probably be bruised from the shoulder to the elbow by tomorrow. Her arms and legs were scratched and scrapped. She had a split lip and her hair was a mess with twigs and leaves sticking every which way out of it. Gar looked as formidable as ever.
"Chief, but not chief," said Gar, switching languages.
"Sub-chief?" offered Karina in a hope of understanding.
Gar just shrugged his shoulders.
Gar sat down facing Karina.
"I don't want to know what the second vision was," thought Karina.
"No!" shouted Karina. "I won't do it. I won't have any part of this..."
Karina struggled to regain control of herself. "The one thing I don't need now is an angry ogre," she thought as she looked up at Gar's towering menace.
Karina waited for Gar to sit down.
she said, trying to remain calm.
Gar stared back at her in anger, breathing hard through widened nostrils. He suddenly stood up and stretched his arms wide apart. She watched as he began chanting in words she had never heard before.
In the center of the clearing, a green light began to shimmer. The light grew and grew only to fade as quickly as it had appeared. Karina froze in disbelief. Where the light had been was now a sixteen-foot tall ogre god, who Karina knew to be Ahhspah.
.
Karina looked up into his deep violet eyes. Upon locking eyes, her mind went totally blank. Ahhspah then looked down at his groin. Karina followed his gaze and gasped.
His hard cock was at least four feet long and five inches in diameter. Karina's mind overloaded with lust and she nearly came in her pants as she stared hypnotized by the tree trunk-sized prick.
said Ahhspah.
"And that condition is?"
"Your servant?"
"You'd kill me with that thing!"
"Changed me? How?"