By cpt redclaw 2.0
Hello readers!!
I'm so happy to be writing again
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WARNING
This story may(in the future) contain sex between boys and men and a lot of abuse type situations so please don't read unless you can stomach this sorta story
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Never hurt a boy. read nifty instead!!
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A note to readers most of my stories have a lot of sex in them but i you can't base a story only on sex. Its gotta have dialog so if you're looking for a quick wank story go read something else cause this aint it lol
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Chapter 1
A quick warning to readers!!!
The main charicter is an ass hole and you may hate him chapter 4 switches to the slave boy's perspective so don't worry there may be a character worth reading this story for
900 a.d
I ride my horse as fast as i can. The wind whips through my hair, flying at me like it's happy to embrace me. The smell of the hunt calls to me while the dogs howl in the distance indicating tonight's meal.
I leap from my horse and into the forest ready hoping. As i reach the dogs, i spot the deer they managed to take down. Its moan and howls of pain make me cringe. I take my sword and plunge it into its chest.
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The village is bustling with activity. The clank of tools and weapons being crafted. The scream of little boys and girls chasing and playing with mud.
They all smell of home. I enter the town hall where everyone comunes for feasts. My father, the jarl of these lands, sits in his fur covered chair accepting gifts from the towns folk. I carry the deer to the cooking pit and set it by the fire.
My father turns and sees the large deer before him.
“Son why have you brought me such pitiful bounty?”
I looked down at the large deer and pointed at it. “Father i hunted all day for this bounty. The least you could do is be grateful.”
“Do NOT tell me when to be grateful!! We are ostmen! People quake in their boots when they hear our name. When we go hunting we come back with a whole forest of animals. This… this single deer is a disgrace to my name. When i was your age...no younger than you, i'd have brought back ten of these deer. This is pitiful! Get it out of my sight.”
I heave the deer back to my shoulders and carry it out. Thio, a slave boy, walks up to me.
“My father can gut that for you sir,” he says, pointing to his father's cooking shack.
Thio is a lean 16 year old boy. He tends to keep to himself. i was 10 when my father traded him and his father for 20 pieces of gold. It was almost like having a little brother. We played and talked to each other. Until my father gifted him to me as a birthday present. that day my father told me i wasn't allowed to play with property. So we kinda drifted apart.
I carry the deer in and am greeted by thio’s way-to-happy-for-being-a-slave father.
“Well hello sir! mighty fine day we are having.”
He says it so matter of factly.
“It's raining,” i say bluntly.
He gets this huge grin on his face like someone just told him he's getting into valholl when he dies.
“Well rain is the god's' way of giving the earth life sir. So when it rains, i'm always happy because that means the crops are happy too!!”
I drop the dead animal at his feet. “Just get it done. Thio follow me to my quarters.”
Thio nods and follows me.
When we enter my quarters thio looks at me with fear. I've brought him in here to beat him a few times so he has every reason to be.
I lightly touch his face.
“Dont worry your not here to be beaten. I need you to relieve my stress.”
Thio looks at me with a blank stare.
His staring has always turned me on.
“Get on your knees. And suck my cock.”
His eyes still stare as if he did not comprehend my order. He always gets this stare when i punish him. Like he checks out of reality. He slowly sinks to his knees and starts undoing my leggings. my cock springs out with anticipation.
Thio takes a breath in then out and then in again before beginning to suck me. His tongue washes over my cock head and down my shaft. It feels amazing. I thrust into his mouth holding his head as he gags on my cock. His bile shoots out around me and on drips down my sack.
My cock begins to pulsate and my load shoots down his throat. I jerk and buck until my cum is gone and my cock head tender. He and i pull away at the same time. He gags and starts breathing heavily.
I look down at my messy cock in disgust. Suddenly he repulses me. I grab my stick and start beating him.
My anger isn't even over the fact that he puked on me. Its at my dad.
With every blow i say a word out loud: “Why” WHACK! “Can't” WHACK! “you” WHACK! “ever” WHACK!“be” WHACK! “proud” WHACK! “Father!”
After i finish with thio, i pull my pants up and leave the room. I can't think with thio whining and whimpering. It just makes me want to hurt him more. All my anger is bubbling and boiling. It feels as if it's going to explode. I pace up and down the beach fuming. My head filled with anger and my heart filled with rage. My father never does anything as yarl. He sits all high and mighty. Well i'll show him. He keeps telling me that ostmen are to be feared. Ostmen are pure killers. The more we kill the more we will be rewarded in asgard and sit with odin in the hall of valholl. Well maybe i'll show him some day that i'm a man. that i am worthy of his pride.
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Short chapter i know!! Chapter two is longer and chapter three is even longer so please keep reading and send me an email with feedback!!
cptredclaw2.0@tutanota.com