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A Warlord’s Prison

(Warning, NSFW and not wholesome! Includes cucking/ntr and futanari) Eivarn was the Sharphart clan warlord, pretty much the king. He joined in a raid to Osthyrios, thinking it would be easy to take. He was wrong. He took his wife, a powerful shieldmaiden, with him. Then, they found themselves as the only survivors, in a land that they only knew about through myths and the rare chart from explorers. Coming to Osthyrios was a mistake. This was inspired by a work that is still in progress called 'The Lure Of Surrender.'

Cross_Bones · Fantasie
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One of Eivarn’s Worst Days

Eivarn was still crying to himself, having felt ashamed that he couldn't protect the person he cared most for.

"Look, I'm so sorry. They would have tortured me for days on end if I didn't..." Garek tried to explain. But Eivarn didn't listen, he would just mumble something unintelligible, then go back to softly sobbing.

But Magnhild was willing to talk now. She had a flame in her heart that would not be put out in a long time. She strained against the shackles on the wall. "You should have took the torture then and not tortured us!" She yelled to him. He wrists were slightly bruised from it.

"Stop fighting against the iron, you'll hurt yourself too much. You might even pop an artery..." Garek tried to calm her down.

"Then I'll bleed out and die!" She yelled louder than before.

"Please, I don't want another death in my hands. I'm truly sorry for what I did. When we escape, I promise I'll repay you two in any way I can." He offered. But she wasn't having it.

"The only way you'll repay us when we escape is by drinking your own blood that we deep from your arms and legs, ring kept alive only through magic just so we could torture you and that gods forsaken nobleman!" She yelled again. She was starting to run out of breath and stopped fighting the steel. She was hyperventilating.

Footsteps were heard again, then Cladriel's voice was heard.

"Wake yo if your not, worms! It's lunch time!" He laughed. There were two large servants by him, each were blindfolded. "I heard how much you were hurting yourself, slut, so I'll make sure you don't." He snapped his fingers, then the shackles opened. She slid off the wall, laying on her back and closing her eyes.

"Now, you three should be rather hungry now. Oh poor Eivarn, get up. Look on the bright side, your meals will be much better than theirs!" He laughed as he tossed Garek and Magnhild some bread and cooked rats. But then the servants opened Eivarn's door. He still had energy left, so he got up slowly, then yelled as he charged at the large Osthyrian, hoping he'd be shocked and move. But that wasn't the case, he received a punch in the nose that knocked him down.

"Oh poor, poor chieftain. Can't even handle a blind bodyguard. I don't think you deserve your feast." Eivarn looked up, and his eyes widened as he saw a large platter of strange food. He recognized the dark red and brown meats, cooked to perfection. But there were also exotic fruits. They set the platter down in his cell, then quickly got out to lock it. Eivarn crawled to the food, his nose bleeding.

"And you'll need tissues. Unless you like the smell of blood." He was tossed a handkerchief, which he used to wipe his nose.

Eivarn looked to the other two. The bodyguards left, and Cladriel spoke. "I can't wait to see what a half-Osthyrian looks like. I bet they're cute." He laughed before leaving. Eivarn growled.

He looked to his wife and Garek. "Magnhild, come. I'll share my food with you." He told her. Garek looked, and went to a corner to eat his rat and bread.

Then, a small hole in the wall opened up on each side. Something started to come out. The process was almost mechanical. It was a small water fountain, that they would need.

Magnhild and Eivarn enjoyed a small feast, trying to forget last night's events.

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A few days passed. Garek was finally able to explain that whenever the orb came around, he had to rape her or he'd be tortured. But it's not like that mattered to Eivarn. What did matter was that Garek was their best bet to escape, which was a fact both Eivarn and Magnhild hated.

Eivarn was pacing in his cell. "Alright... I say that the next time they feed us, we'll just rush them."

"Then they'll kill us." Garek sighed. "I'll need more food than just a rat on a stick if we even want to hope we can do that."

"I'm not sharing my food with you, greyskin." He growled.

"Calm down, love..." Magnhild told him. She was as far from Garek as possible, which wasn't very far. They were only a few feet away. "We should give him some."

"Fine..." Eivarn growled again. "I'll... I'll give you some food, your beast." He told Garek at last.

"Thank you." He smiled at Eivarn.

"Piss off. I just want to escape. Then we'll go our separate ways."

"Well, there's a festival coming up. That might help. All the guards will be outside, making sure nothing happens."

"And what do you propose we do when that happens." Magnhild sighed deeply. "We're stuck in here."

"I can... I can make lockpicks from any bones in the food!" He smiled. Eivarn finally looked up. "

"Finally, something useful." He sat at the bars separating the cells, Magnhild stumbled over to him. She was fucked again last night, so she was still off balance from how rough Garek decided to go. They held each other's hands for a while, smiling at each other.

"I promise, we'll escape." Magnhild smiled at Eivarn.

"I know we will." He went to whisper in her ear so Garek couldn't hear. "And we'll get revenge on all of them."

Garek simply watched jealously, he didn't have anyone he loved with him now, just some kind of human he was forced to ram himself in. Something swelled up inside of him, a mix of sadness and hatred for them both. He needed to fuck Magnhild again while Eivarn watched, and he had to make her moan, just to show he was better at pleasing a woman than Eivarn ever was. But that wouldn't be too soon...

Some guards came by and dropped off the food. Then left, as they did every day. All three of them sat at the bars to eat, and Garek collected any bones he could find. He found quite a few.

"Now if only I had a knife... damnit, I'll need to make one." He growled to himself, then went into a corner to begin sharpening a bone. It was a T-Bone from a steak. Not the most reliable thing, but it would work for now. He glanced at Magnhild a few times, licking his lips, waiting for when he'd have another chance to get inside her. She had a beautiful ass, perfect and fit for a king. He would be her king, Garek thought to himself.

Then, the orb came by again. Eivarn growled and went to the corner so he couldn't watch, and Garek smirked and stood up. Maybe today would be the day after all.

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The orb came around and Eivarn got as prepared as he could. He got up and leaned his head on the wall, groaning in protest. He held back all the tears he wanted to shed for Magnhild, but also needed to look like a man for her so she wouldn't give up in him.

Meanwhile, Garek was rubbing his long shaft. It was 11 inches (27 cm) of pure, Osthyrian meat that he was more than happy to give Magnhild. She got on her knees, ready to suck him off. She was able to do that two times before to please the orb. Little did she know, Garek had more plans.

Her rosy pink lips wrapped around his black-ivory dick, making sure to take the tip in. She then took a few more inches down her throat, and he started to hold the back of her head and grip her golden hair. He pushed her further, to where she was gagging. She winced, and let him do that. Then she bobbed her head up and down it, and even moaned a little to tease Garek.

The orb left and she stopped, but Garek put his hand back on her head. "Now, are you ready for more fun?" She couldn't say no. "You owe me for making me watch you and that human your with eat a feast without me." Eivarn growled at his remark.

"I... I guess I do. I'll finish here then." She went back to blow him, but he pushed her off.

"No, I think I deserve a little more. Lay down." He commanded, and she obeyed. He got on top of her, lining his cock yo to her pussy.

"Just be gentle." Magnhild told him.

"I will..."

Eivarn growled deeply, but they couldn't hear. He punched the wall lightly, then got to his knees, mumbling to himself that he was a failure.

Garek put the tip of his cock in, and she let out a small wince. Then, he put a few inches in, and then a few more. He started pulling out, then went back in deeper. He stated there a few seconds so she could get used to it, then...

He kissed her. It was deep and passionate, and made her eyes widen. He slowly broke off, and she didn't kiss back. He started thrusting in and out slowly. Soon, she let out a small moan of pleasure.

Eivarn heard and almost immediately started to cry. He didn't think she'd ever enjoy it.

Garek kept going, thrusting in and out slowly. He kissed her again, and she instinctively kissed back and moaned into it, not realizing who it was. She let out a few more moans by accident. She even started to move with him.

Then, Garek did the unspeakable. He thrusted all the way inside her, making her take his full length. Then, he came, deep, deep inside of her womb. The tip of his pole hit her g-spot on that final push, abs and she let out a loud, lustful moan as she cane with him.

She was panting hard. She's never experienced that before. Yes, Eivarn has given her orgasms, but never one like that. The two looked each other in the eye, panting. Garek went in to kiss her again before pulling out. He laid by her, shocked at what had happened. Cum oozed out from her pussy slowly.

Eivarn was now crying softly in the corner of his cell. How could she betray him like that? But she didn't have a choice. Did she?