Author: Scytha
Title: Barbarian Hospitality
Summary: A Barbarian shield-maiden makes new friends as she is
invited to stay as a guest at the Bear Tribe
Content: MF. Anal. Oral. Fantasy



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               Barbarian Hospitality

Tula drank deeply from her stein and with a deep sigh relaxed. A
hum of voices echoed in the warm and smoky lodge hall. Large
bearskins was hung strategically around the hall ensuring a
modesty of privacy while ensuring that enough light and warmth
from the huge bonfire in the center of the hall reached every
nock and cranny. Here and there, she could see the shapes of
other warriors and shield maidens in the haze and occasionally a
thrall was outlined against the fire. The only ones she could see
clearly were her eating companions.
Tula settled comfortable back against the wall. It felt good to
be back among her people. Even if the Bear tribe was not her own
people, they were her kind of people. Barbarians and warriors,
all who understood the greatness of nature and the honor and
glory of battle.

She looked around at her eating companions. Dosing on a huge
throne facing the fire and covered in pelts was the tribe's old
chieftain. On a mound of pelts to his right lay the chieftain's
eldest son Thorulf and his woman Sigrid. They were busy with each
other, kissing and caressing each other's bodies. Tula politely
looked away and instead turned her attention towards Tordek, the
chieftain's younger son and her host. Seated on a chair, he was
large and muscular like all barbarians with raven black hair.
Like most warriors he only wore a short loin cloth made out of
fur and a pair of fur boots. He had a metal circlet on his head
to show his status as a chieftain son.
At the moment he was busy gnawing on a boar's thighbone that he
held in his right hand while in his left he held a huge stein of
mead.
Earlier the same day he had been out hunting when he was ambushed
by a band of orcs. He had been hard pressed when Tula came along
and helped him dispatch the orcs.
Too thank her he had invited her to come and be a guest of his
tribe. Having been trekking through the wilds for nearly three
weeks, Tula had gratefully accepted his invitation not wanting to
miss out on the chance to sleep under a roof and have bath.

Tula pulled the wolf skin on her shoulders tighter around her.
Not that she really needed it thanks to the huge fire in the
center of the hall, despite her sparse clothing underneath or
maybe it was residual heat from the sauna she had earlier.

The sauna had been a new but very pleasurable experience for her.
The Bear tribe kept a small but very hot fire going under a cairn
of rocks inside a small hut made out turf. By pouring water on
the rocks they got a steam bath. Tula had enjoyed the sensation
enormously and had sat in there for a long time, sweating out the
dirt from her pores. When she had almost had enough she had
followed the bear tribe's custom and rubbed bear fat all over her
body before scraping it off with a scraper, along with all the
sweat and dirt that had covered her. Then she had steeped out of
the sauna and rinsed everything off with a couple of buckets of
water.

Afterwards, she had felt invigorated and filled with soothing
warmth. So instead of dressing completely again she had opted for
a simpler outfit. Taking a thick leather band she had looped it
around her neck so it looked like to top part of the a figure
eight, then she had draped the ends over her breasts so they
covered her nipples before using a needle to fasten the band
behind her back. Around her waist she simply wrapped a piece
cloth so that it formed a short skirt. She had tied the cloth
together in the front giving the skirt a long slit.

Still without a cloak or a bearskin around her shoulders like she
had now she was practical naked. Still, she knew that she would
not risk offending someone with her clothes since she was not the
only shield maiden in the hall to dress this way, even if the
majority wore the more common loincloth and a simple skin vest.
It had not stopped her from being ogled by any man that saw her,
which did not come as a surprise considering her good looks.
Standing six foot tall with an shapely, muscular body with long
blond hair and deep blue eyes, not to mention breasts the size of
a goblin's head, made it certain than men would notice her.
Though, her looks was a common racial trait among her people and
most of the free women in the tribe shared them with her. Even if
Tula still was more beautiful than most of the other women, she
had seen at least two other that surpassed her own looks.

She guessed that part of it was the charm of seeing something
new, someone new and Tula sure had made given them an eyeful with
this outfit. The leather band on her breasts only covered the
bare essentials and the slit in front of her skirt offered
tantalizing glimpses of her crotch when she walked.

The thought off her crotch made Tula remember the transformation
it had gone through today. Making sure no one was looking at her;
Tula discreetly slipped a finger inside the slit in the skirt and
felt the bare flesh around her lips. It felt weird feeling smooth
skin where her bush had been. The sharp scraper in the sauna had,
in addition of removing the grime on her body, also removed all
the hair between her legs. Only a small patch above her pussy
were the hair had been thickest remained and it too had been cut
short.
When Tula after the sauna had asked the woman helping her if this
was normal, the woman had only laughed and flipped up her loin
cloth showing Tula her bald sex.

Standing up Tula made her way over to a barrel of mead and
refilled her stein. Sitting down again she emptied half of the
stein in one long pull. She savored the deep sweat flavor. If it
was one thing she could say for certain about the Bear tribe it
was that they knew how to brew good mead. It was strong too, this
was only her fourth stein and she was already staring to feel
light headed.

Hearing a soft moan coming from the mound of pelts where the
oldest son and his woman lay, Tula looked over at them. Thorulf
had removed Sigrid's vest baring her firm breasts for anyone to
see. He himself was busy sucking on one of them while playing
with the other and it was this that had caused Sigrid to moan.
Sigrid herself was not passive; instead she encouraged him by
pressing his head against her teat with one hand. The other hand
Tula noticed after a minute was moving around under Thorulf's
loincloth.

Sex among her people was something natural and nothing you tried
to hide or be ashamed over like some of the so-called civilized
people that lived in the cities did. Not that it was done
completely in public, but when a whole tribe had to live together
in just a few long halls private space was impossible to find. So
sex moved to the side but not out of sight of the normal life
that took place in the middle of the halls. This led to a healthy
view on sex and it was few persons of either sex that stayed
virgin for any longer time after they reached the right aged.
While most tribes had a ceremony similar to the marriage the city
people had, no one took it very serious when it came to sex and
both men and women tended to sleep around. Any hard feelings this
caused were nothing a good honest brawl would not solve.

The bearskins to each side of them and the large bone fire in the
middle of the hall turned the area where Tula and the others sat
into a semi-secluded room. That was as private as things would
get for Thorulf and Sigrid, so they would just have to go ahead
and do what they wanted and ignore that the others were there.
While Tula and the others just had to be considerate and ignore
what they did.

Tula politely shifted her eyes from the couple and looked over at
Tordek, planning on asking him about the orcs that had ambushed
him. Tordek on the other hand had his attention on his brother
and his woman but he seemed to notice that Tula was looking at
him and turned his head her way.
She could see how he instinctively looked over her body and had
half expected him to do so but she had not expected him to
suddenly leer hungrily towards her.
Looking down on herself, Tula immediately spotted the cause of
his reaction.

When feeling the newly shaved skin between her legs she must have
accidentally caused the slit in the skirt to fell apart. Unlike
the fine ladies in cities who sat modestly crossed legs barbarian
women always sat in the most comfortable position, which most
often meant like men did, with slightly spread knees.
Sitting facing the fire as Tula did meant that she had just given
Tordek a clear view of her sex.
More annoyed than embarrassed, she nonchalantly covered herself
up again.

When she looked back up at Tordek she saw that he was slowly
rubbing a large bulge in his loincloth and when he saw that she
was looking at him, he pulled out his big cock in the open.

"Well wench, come here and suckle my prick" Tordek told her with
a grin.
His sudden request surprised Tula and she felt her anger rising.
"I'm not your woman," she snapped, though her testy response did
not seem to bother Tordek. Instead he just smiled warmly at her.
"I don't know how they do things among your own tribe but from
your tales I gather that our customs are similar to each other,"
he said. "But among us a woman who shares a man's hearth is
expected to obey and serve that man, even if the woman is a
strong, proud shield maiden whom the man owes a debt of gratitude
to. Since you did not asked to share the young women's hearth I
assumed you knew what to expect. Perhaps, you have been away too
long from your own people, living with the city dwellers and
their kind that you have forgotten your ways."

Hearing his words made her anger disperse and instead it was
replaced with shame. Just like here the women in her own tribe
was subservient to the men and had to serve and obey the man
who's hearth they stayed at. Her long stay away from her own kind
and association with independent females like the Lidda the rouge
had indeed made her forget her people's customs.
Despite being a proud shield maiden Tula had been raised from
birth to submit to a strong man and she got a warm felling in her
stomach when she realized that she had actually missed being
bossed around by man.

"Aye, you're right. I've been away for to long," Tula admitted.
"So you'll suckle my prick?"
Among her own people only a woman who one way or another had
bonded with a man had to serve him in a sexually manner. A guest
at his hearth would never be expected to do that.
Tula knew that if she had said that in the first place Tordek
would have dropped the subject but to do it now would mean that
she risked insulting his hospitality.
"Aye, I will suckle your prick," Tula agreed.

Tula slipped the bearskin off her shoulder and stood up. It was
warm enough without it in the hall and she no longer needed the
slight modesty if gave her. She walked over to where Tordek was
sitting and sat down on the floor in front of his chair between
his knees. His large cock lay semi hard against his thigh. Fat
veins ran along its length and its purple plum size head was
still partly hidden by the foreskin.

Its sight made Tula's mouth water and her pussy go moist. Sure,
she had had bigger pricks when she had been away but few had been
voluntary and none with her own specie. It acutely made her aware
how much she had missed being among her own people where women
were busty, men well endowed and everyone big and muscular.
Barbarians were simply huge everywhere.

Tula reached out and lifted it up while she reached inside with
her other and pulled out his big swollen balls. As she did that
she leaned forward a whiff of unwashed flesh, sweat and musky
cock filled her nose.
All tribes had one day a week dedicated to cleaning. Then every
man and woman was duty bound to look too and clean their hearth,
weapons and themselves. Of course that only applied if they were
actually in camp that day and nothing more important took place.
Tula already knew that Tordek had been out on a hunting trip
during the last cleaning day and the next on was not for another
two days. The bear tribe had made an exception for Tula since she
had been trekking for almost a whole month before meeting them
and prepared her a bath the same day she arrived at the camp.
Just as it was no big deal if you missed a cleaning day, the same
applied to bathing on another day, especially if you stunk.

His smell did not bother Tula, instead it too reminded her of her
own people. It was what she had learned to expect a prick to
smell while becoming a woman. So it was with a smile tugging at
the corners of her mouth due to some fond memories she grasped it
with both her hands and squeezed and stroked it to hardness. The
cock swelled noticeable as it became hard gaining another couple
of inches in length and Tula suddenly found that she no longer
could reach around it with her fingers.

Leaning forward she begun licking the head and when it had a nice
coating of saliva she moved down the shaft. Once the whole cock
glistened in the firelight, she buried her face in his crotch and
pulled his balls between her lips. Unlike the women the men's
groins had kept all their hair. Though, Tula could understand
why, she would not want to use a sharp scrape near her manhood
either if she had been a man. It was not the first time she
sucked and licked on a pair of hairy balls and it did not bother
her even if it meant that she had to take a short pause to pick a
few hairs from her mouth before she turned her attention back to
his cock.

Opening her mouth as wide as possible it was still a stretch to
get the head inside her mouth. She paused once the head was in
her mouth, sliding her tongue over it while she waited for the
joints for her jaws to get accustomed of taking something this
large in her mouth.  After she had got used to it she began
sliding the cock in and out, taking a little bit more each time.
When she had taken almost a third of the length the head bumped
against the back of her mouth and she gagged slightly. Pulling
the cock out of her mouth Tula relaxed her neck before swallowing
the cock back in until the head once rested at the back of her
mouth. Taking a deep breath, Tula jabbed her head forcefully
forward. This caused her to gag explosively but when it was over
the head was lodged in her throat. After a few breaths through
her nose to control her gag reflex, Tula slide the whole cock
down her throat in one smooth motion until her nose was buried in
his pubic hair. She twisted her head around in a corkscrew like
motion massaging the whole cock with her throat before pulling
up. She repeated this a couple of times wanting to give Tordek a
good treat.

Tula was a good cock sucker so all men that she took in her mouth
left with a fond memory but she felt deep in her core that a
great tribal warrior like Tordek deserved her utmost effort to
please him and was determined to go a little father than she
would normally do.
So when she started to bob her head on his cock, she let it down
her throat every time which made it possible for her to take
about half his length in her mouth every down stroke. She jacked
the rest of him off with her hands and it was a sign of his size
that she could use both her hands above each other with out them
never bumping into her lips or his stomach.

She could hear from Tordeks soft groans that she was making good
progress. Obviously, Tordek thought so too because he reached
down and pulled her off him. Tula looked up at him with a long
string of saliva connecting her lips with the head. She always
made a big mess when sucking cock, especially when she took them
down her throat.
"Easy, woman, don't go to fast. I want to enjoy this for a good
while before I'm ready to grant you my offering," He told her.
Tula smiled and nodded before bending down to resume her work.
She took it easier, mixing in more licks and playing with his
balls more. She stopped jacking him off with her hands but
settled for just soft caresses and she did not take him down her
throat as often or as deep.

Suddenly she heared a shrill cry from behind her. Taking Tordek
out of her mouth she turned around. On the pile of pelts behind
her, Thorulf and Sigrid had gone from kissing to a good honest
screwing. At least Tula assumed it was Thorulf and Sigrid since
the only thing she could see was Thorulf big rump rutting up and
down and a pair of female legs pointing almost comical straight
up in the air. Of course, she could also see where their bodies
met how a large cock was being shoved in and out between a pair
extremely spread pussy lips.
Sigrid had swiftly been reduced to sharp moans. Looking up at the
ceiling and straining her ear, Tula had no trouble picking out
similar moans from other sources so it seemed that Sigrid was not
the only woman being plowed at the moment. However, if the bear
tribes evenings were spent like her own many more was like
herself currently experiencing the taste of cock.

Smiling Tula looked up at Tordek. He was staring at his brother
and his woman but tore his eyes away and smiled back down at
Tula. He handed her his mead stein and she drain what was left in
it with two big gulps. While she drank, Tordek looked at her with
hungry eyes and Tula knew that soon she would find herself in
Sigrid's place with Tordek in his brother's place. Not that she
would mind it having become intimate with Tordek's equipment.
While giving him pleasure her breast had slipped out from under
the leather strip and Tordek licked his lips staring at them.
Tula let him stare. Ones modesty disappeared after a cock had
forced its way passed ones tonsils.

 After taking back his stein, Tordek pointed at his member again
and taking the hint Tula got to work again. This time she used
one hand to hold him so she could suck him. The other she slipped
between her own legs to take care of those needs the contents of
her full mouth had created.
Tula lost track of how long she sucked him like this when he
tapped her on the head indicating that he wanted her to get him
off.
Tula went back to sucking like she had in the beginning while she
rubbed herself furiously between the legs. It did not take long
before the head twitched and filled her mouth with her spoils.
Drinking down the contents of her bursting mouth, Tula savored
the flavor.
She felt that a woman could be happy in a place that offered her
such full-bodied mead and fragrant cum. Once his balls were empty
and her belly full, she kept him in her mouth until he started to
go soft before she spat him out.
Tula herself had not reached her own peak so she rested her head
against his thigh so she could look at his cock and was close
enough to enjoy its smell.
She was rubbing herself at a frenzied pace and with her other
hand now free from stimulating Tordek, she reached down with it
too and shoved a couple of fingers inside.
That did the trick and a couple of moments later, mewing she
exploded in an orgasm.

Coming down from her peak she heard Tordek make a crude joke
about her playing with herself but her head was still buzzing
from her climax so she did not really ear what he said. Though,
it must have been witty because she could hear both Thorulf and
Sigrid laughing.
Turning her head Tula looked at them. They must have finished
fucking while she was busy sucking off Tordek because now they
sat beside each other on the pile of pelts. Thorulf had not
bothered to cover himself and was grinning when he saw her
looking at them. Sigrid had wrapped a skin around herself and
from the smile on her lips she too had found the joke very funny.
But when they eyes met Tula saw that Sigrid's was full of
understanding and sympathy for her and she understood that in
Sigrid she had a fellow sister who knew from experience why Tula
had done what she did.

Tordek did not say anything to Tula in response to her service,
he just tucked his prick back inside his loincloth, Tula had
after all just done what was expected of her. But even if he did
not say anything, he did not really need to since the warm smile
he gave Tula was full of all the gratitude she could desire.

Tordek clapped his hands and called for a thrall to bring them
more mead. Tula hurriedly tucked her breast back inside the
leather strip and rearranged her skin skirt. She did not bother
to go back to her seat instead she settled down on a pelt on the
floor besides Tordek's chair.
A female thrall shortly came up to them carrying three large
pitchers of mead. Tordek took one and filled two steins. Smiling
he handed one to Tula who gratefully accepted.
He looked at Tula and the Sigrid and raised his goblet.
"To our women, hey know how to handle a man better than any other
in the world," Tordek toasted. Tula, Thorulf and Sigrid raised
their goblets in answer and drank to the toast. Tula enjoyed how
the sweet mead filled her mouth and mixed with the lingering
salty taste of Tordek's gift.
"To our men, the biggest warriors in the whole world," Sigrid
said and raised her mead stein in an answering toast. Again they
drank, this time grinning due to Sigrid's interesting choice of
words and Tula, agreeing whole heartedly with the toast, raised
her goblet higher than the other.

They chatted amiably while they emptied the pitchers of mead.
Once they had drunk the mead, they got up and Tula went with
Sigrid to get ready for the night while the men went their own
way. After visiting the slit trenches Sigrid led Tula to the
nearby stream. Tula washed her hands and splashed some water in
her face. Sigrid handed her a cup and Tula rinsed her mouth
before taking a length yarn root. Chewing on the end made the
root split into hundreds of stiff strands like a brush which Tula
used to clean her teeth.


When they came back, thralls had already prepared the huge piles
of pelts on which they would be sleeping and lit a small but warm
fire in the center of their enclosed area.
Sigrid said god night to Tula and headed over to a large pile
next where Thorulf was undressing.
Tula made her way over to Tordek, who also stood next to a pile
of pelts.
"So where are I going to sleep?" Tula asked him as she joined
him.
"Right, here," Tordek answered and pointed down at the pile of
pelts. Tula looked around and saw that the only other pile in the
immediate area was the one Thorulf and Sigrid was settling in on.
The old chieftain was fast asleep on his throne and it was
obvious that someone had decided to let him spend the night on it
and had just tucked him in with a huge fluffy wolf skin.
"And where are you going to sleep?" Tula asked after noticing
that a third pile was absent.
"Right, here," Tordek answered and pointed down at the pile of
pelts. "I hope you don't mind?"
"Of course not," Tula said and pulling herself tight against him,
kissed him deeply. When Tula had arrived at the camp she had
already known she would get fucked hard during her stay. After
nearly a month alone in the wilds, a hot bath and dry bed was not
the only thing she desired from civilization. After all, there
was only so much her fingers and the hilt of her dagger could do.
Even if sucking Tordek had come out of custom rather than desire
the effect had been the same and after seeing what he was
carrying Tula knew that she would be silly trying to find
something better.

Pleasant surprised by her hungry kiss Tordek reacted by grabbing
her butt cheeks beneath her skirt and squeezing hard. Tula moaned
into his mouth and pressed his pelvis against his feeling his
hard cock, which in turn made her moan again. As they broke the
kiss off out of need for air they backed off slightly from each
other. This left Tula's most prominent feature free and Tordek
was not slow to take advantaged off this. His hands swiftly left
her ass and he soon had each hand full of breasts. It was not
surprising that men found Tula's breast interesting considering
their enormous size and firm looks. Tula herself did not mind the
attention since her teats were as sensitive as they were big.
Once when she had been incredibly aroused she had even reached
climax from having them fucked.

Tordek squeezed and caressed them before leaning down and sucking
on a nipple causing Tula to groan. Reluctant for both of them he
soon pulled up and kissed her again.
"Let's get undressed and get to bed," He said and Tula did not
need to be asked twice. None of them were wearing much and soon
the lay entwined together on the pile of skins.
After trying to best each other with their tongues for a moment
Tordek slithered down and once again concentrated on teasing her
breast with his hands and mouth. Tula just lay there panting
enjoying it and growing more desperate for a cock by the second.
But instead of a cock it was his tongue that entered her a little
while later when he stopped playing with her breasts and put his
head between her thighs.

While not a new experience for Tula it was an uncommon one. She
was more used to men expecting women to take them in their mouths
without returning the favor. That was why Tula had come to
fingering herself while sucking on a man since she had learnt
that once his eruptions was in her stomach he was likely to lose
interest in her. Tordek showed himself to be no fledgling to this
art and with her unaccustomed to this practice it did not take
long before he brought her to her peak.

Tordek looked up at her from between her legs and licked his lips
with a grin before crawling up on top of her to kiss her. Tula
could taste her own juices from his tongue a taste she was more
used to feel on a man's prick. Tordek positioned himself for the
main event. The head of his cock felt like someone was pressing
an apple against her opening and Tula spread her legs as wide as
possible to ease his entry.
With a mighty shove Tordek buried a whole third of his cock
forcing a shrill moan of delight from Tula's lips. He had to make
two more hard thrusts before his balls rested against her bottom.
He paused slightly to get used to the warm tightness around his
prick, something Tula was grateful for giving her time to recover
from the orgasm his intrusion had caused. He began fucking her
with long, hard thrust at a fast pace and soon grabbed hold of
Tula's breasts as handholds during the fuck. Making Tula
suspected that her breasts would have bruises the next day, just
as she knew that her pussy lips would be battered and blue the
next morning from getting crushed between their pelvises with
each forward thrust.
Tordek did not last long at that pace and soon started filling
her womb with his seed. Tula had no trouble with his quick
completion since she by then was nearly incoherent from the
countless of orgasms she had had.

Tordek stayed on top of her and inside of her while she calmed
down but he thoughtfully took his weight on his arms. When she
had recovered her breath he leaned down and kissed her gently.
This made her recover even more quickly and she soon kissed him
back even by now the kisses lack the hunger that they had had
before. When they broke off, Tordek rolled off her and pulled out
of her at the same time. They both lay quiet next to each other
for a moment regaining their strength and senses before Tordek
rolled over to his side looking at Tula.

"Now I like woman who can take a fucking," he told her
affectionately.
"I've been needing that for the last month," Tula answered.
Thinking back she realized that she had been needed a fuck like
that for a whole year.
Tordek started to play lightly with one of her nipples.
"So you don't regret accepting my invitation?"
"Heavens no, I had been looking for a roof over my head for over
two weeks when I bumped into you."
"And you don't mind becoming my woman and sharing my bed during
your stay her?" he asked lightly. Tula rolled over on her side
and faced him with a mischievous grin.
"That's depends if you are up to give me what I need," she said
and kissed him. Tula reached down with her free hand and took him
in her hand. His cock was slimy from their combined fluids, which
just made it easier for her to slide her hand along it to tease
it into readiness again while they kissed.
Tordek let his free hand travel down to her firm ass and explored
its cleft. His fingers occasionally stretched down to caress her
pussy but seemed more interested in her small brown ring between
her cheeks.

Tula soon felt him grow in her hand until the cock once again
stood hard. That was another feature of the men of her people
that she admired. Their great stamina, which allowed them
accomplish great feats such as running down a great stag on the
plains, not to mention performing great feats in bed.
They broke of their kiss and Tordek looked her deep in the eyes.
"Tula I know our customs are similar but I don't know what exact
customs and taboos your own tribe have," he said seriously, "so
you have to tell me what your tribe thought about a man taking a
woman in her other hole," he asked and gently pushed the tip of a
finger against the opening he was talking about.
Laughing softly Tula clenched her butt cheeks around his hand.
"From that cautious question I gather that you want to stick this
roll of meat in my ass," she said grinning and squeezed his cock,
"but don't want to offend me if it's a taboo for me."
Tordek only nodded his reply.
"Then rest assured that I am neither offended or is it a taboo
for me. My tribe does not involve itself in how a man and woman
spend their company. I guess from your question that neither does
your tribe," Tula told him.
"That's right, in fact we have a saying that states that the sign
of a true shield maiden is when she can take a fucking in the
back without uttering a sound," he said. Tula raised an eyebrow
questingly.
"There is no way any woman could take something like this in her
ass," Tula said and shook his cock, "and stay quiet!"
"Nonetheless, I know all the girls wanting to become shield
maidens do it even though it isn't a formal rite."
"It's impossible to stay quiet when a monster like this splits
your asshole," Tula said firmly from experience.
"A true shield maiden could, at least one from the bear tribe,"
Tordek calmly stated.
"That sounded awful a lot like a challenge," Tula said after a
pause.
"Take it as you want; I'm just stating a fact."

Tula had not planed on letting him take her in the ass since she
knew that he was larger that what she could comfortably take back
there. But now it was her honor that was on the stake and that
she took serious.
"Fine, I'll show you that I too can take it and stay quiet so go
ahead and fuck my ass if you want," Tula told him.
"There is a jar of bear fat near the heart. Go and get it so we
can use it to ease the entrance," was all Tordek said in reply.

Tula got up from the pile of pelts and walked naked over to the
small glowing hearth. She did not bother to cover herself since
the others was asleep. Crouching down by the fire, she looked
around it and quickly found the small jar with bear fat. Taking a
small dollop on two fingers, she reached around herself and
rubbed it against her brown ring.
Looking up Tula saw that she had been wrong about everyone else
being asleep. Thorulf was wide awake looking at her. He was lying
on his own pile of pelts directly opposite Tula. A huge bearskin
covered him so only his head and arms was visible and it had only
been his eyes reflecting the fire light that had made her
noticing him. Strangely enough, Tula could not see Sigrid who
should have been sharing his bed. But her absence did not bother
Tula since wherever she was or whatever she was doing; Tula knew
that she was in no danger.
When Thoruf noticed her looking at him, he smiled at her and she
smiled back, knowing he could see everything but was not bothered
by it at all.
Suddenly Tula's sharp hearing caught a muffled cough and looking
down on the skin that covered him Tula now spotted a lump halfway
down his body that was slowly moving. All at once Tula knew
exactly where Sigrid where and what she was doing. Seeing where
Tula was looking Thorulf grinned cocky.
Still smiling Tula reached down and spread her lips so Thorulf
could see her most inner parts. She could feel a large blob of
his brother's seed slowly slide out of her and drop down. She
knew that Thorulf had seen it because he groaned and reached
down, pushing on the lump.
Standing up and turning around Tula could hear soft choking
sounds from behind her. Grinning she put some extra swing in her
step to make her backside look extra good for Thorulf as she
walked away.
Tula knew from experience that what Sigrid was doing were hot and
stifling work, especially when your partner took a more active
part but from the sounds she was hearing Sigrid was just getting
her reward.

Slipping down besides Tordek and looked at him. He was staring at
the roof and had obviously not seen what had taken place but when
she lay down beside him, he turned his head and looked at her.
Seeing her grin, he grinned back and said;
"Sounds like Sigrid are getting a mouthful."
"Aye, your brother makes her work harder than an two penny
Acrillian concubine," Tula said.
"I don't know what a concubine is but I do know that Sigrid is
the happiest woman in the Tribe," he answered with a chuckle.
"How about you make me that woman instead," she said and kissed
him
"Then get me ready and stand on your hands and knees," Tordek
said with a grin.
Tula coated his cock with a liberal layer of fat before putting
down the jar and getting on all fours.
Tordek got up and stood hunched over her rump and spread her
cheeks. Tula felt the tip of the head touch her small opening.
She remembered how big it had felt going inside her pussy and
suddenly regretted going along with this. But she could not do
anything about it because at that momentTordek started to force
the head into her so Tula could only try and relax because Tordek
was strong enough to get it in whether she relaxed or not. A
sharp intake of breath from both of them signaled the moment the
wide rim of the cock head slipped inside and her muscle closed
around the shaft behind it. Tordek leaned forward and took hold
of her shoulders. This made his cock from a vertical line with
her thighs which showed that it was not the first time he had
taken a woman this way, since this position allowed a man to
thrust as hard as he could without risking of pushing the woman
away. And thrust Tordek did. He only needed two powerful ones to
become buried to the hilt.

It was only from the white of her knuckles from clutching the
pelt under her and two large tears rolling down her cheeks that
you could see that Tula had even noticed him entering him.  She
had not uttered a sound though she could taste blood from were
she had bit her lip to stop herself from screaming. With no pause
Tordek started to fuck her ass in the same manner as he had
fucked her pussy earlier. Grunting from the tightness of her ass
Tordek listen for any sounds from Tula but could only hear her
strained breathing. It took Tula every ounce of will power to
prevent herself to cry out but she knew from experience that not
mater how rough or how big her partner was, if he only lasted
long enough she would start to enjoy it. Sure enough after a
couple of minutes her strained breathing became more of a panting
though she still had to struggle to not to cry out but this time
for a whole other reason.

Tula was beginning to think she could not take it much longer
when Tordek finally with a groan shot his seed up her ass. When
she felt his hot load burn the inside of her guts Tula's body
exploded in an orgasm of its own and she had later no idea how
she stopped herself from making a sound.
Once both their climaxes had ended Tula could no longer support
her weight and fell forward pulling Tordek along with her, with
him landing on top of her. Regaining her breath, she shrugged to
indicate that she wanted Tordek to get off her but all she got a
snore was in response. Tula tried to get him off by herself but
was too exhausted to do it. Instead, she accepted his weight and
the feel of him inside of her as he was still buried to his balls
in her ass even though he had now softened a little. Before Tula
knew it she to had fell in a exhausted sleep.

Tula woke from a short, sharp pain in her ass and realized that
Tordek had just rolled off her causing his dick to leave her
asshole in a none to gentle way, waking her. Tula tried to guess
how long she had been asleep. The longhouse was almost completely
dark, even the large bone fire in the center of the hall had died
down to just glowing embers. Someone had while they slept pulled
a bearskin over them.
Tula reached down and gingerly touched both her holes.
Unsurprisingly, they were both sore but it was nothing she was
not used to and could not handle. Tula also felt up the offending
tool that had caused her soreness. Being lodged in her ass must
have had a good effect on it because it was semi hard and as soon
as she caressed it in her hand, it grew to fullness. Letting go
she settled down to get back to sleep.

"Finished what you started," she heard whispered as she rolled
over. Looking over her shoulder she saw that Tordek was awake.
Sighing a little because she wanted to sleep but know that it
would not be fair to leave him like that if he was awake nor
would it be proper.
Neither off her holes felt up for another fuck and her hand that
had caressed him was sticky from their combined juices, not all
of them pleasant ones. She had taken a cock from her ass directly
in her mouth before, some even voluntary. Fortunately she had
always a fourth option to fall back on.

Flipping away the skin she knelt besides him and bent over his
middle, pushing his cock deep in her cleavage. It said something
about her breasts size that she could bury even a huge cock like
Tordek's completely in tit-flesh. Only the head poked up between
her full mounds. The juices on it provided enough lubrication
when she slowly begun sliding her tits up and down his pole.
Despite her reluctant to suck the cock due where it had been
earlier Tula licked and nibbled on the head every time it
appeared between her breasts. Tula was tired and just wanted him
to finish quickly but she had to wank him with her tits for quite
some time before he came. Her back was starting to protest over
the bent position it was forced to be in when the cock pulsed and
shoot a long stream of cum that hit Tula across her nose.
Tula quickly stuffed her mouth with the head and encouraged his
climax with sucks and licks. She let the cock blast her mouth
full before swallow it down and he filled her mouth three times
before he had finished.
Spitting the head out, Tula wiped the cum off her face and licked
the finger clean before falling down beside Tordek. She heard him
say goodnight but before she could answer, she was asleep.

The next morning Tula walked with Sigrid to the latrines and then
down to the stream to freshen up. She noticed that both of them
walked very gingerly being careful not to close their thighs to
much. At the stream the first thing both of them did was to step
into it and wash away the stickiness between the legs. Tula also
washed her face since one of Tordek's spurts had hit her across
the nose.
When they got out of the stream Sigrid handed Tula a length of
yarn root.
"What's this for?" Tula asked.
"You have cock breath," Sigrid said.
"Cock breath?"
"Your breath smells of cock and cum. Like this," Sigrid told her
and breathed in her face.
Sigrid's breath did indeed have a pungent smell of cock and
sperm. Tula her hand up against her face and blew in it, smelling
her own breath. It too smelled of cock and sperm, in fact it
reeked even stronger than Sigrid's.
They both spent a good number of minutes cleaning their teeth and
rinsing their mouths after that.

"I understand that Tordek last night well and truly welcomed you
to the tribe," Sigrid said with a grin as they walked back to the
longhouse.
"You could say that," Tula replied giggling.
"You seemed to get along well with Tordek from what I could see,
though my own man kept me too busy for me to see much."
"Tordek seems a nice and kind man." Tula said.
"That he is. Both he and Thorulf are good men but Thorulf is
bigger," Sigrid said with a laugh.
"Tordek is plenty of large enough for my poor holes," Tula
answered with a laugh of her own and reached back and patted her
backside.
"Aye, we were both impressed seeing you take him there and stay
all quiet," Sigrid said with a nod.
"He said that all shield maidens in the bear tribe could do that
so I felt I had to prove myself to him."
"He told you about that the little bugger," Sigrid said with
another laugh.
"So?" Tula asked wanting to know if she had been had. In that
case she would definitively change bed partner.
"Aye, even if there isn't anything that is required I don't know
of any shield maiden that has not done it. I've done it myself
once before I went through the rites as a maiden and if I had too
I think I could do it again," Sigrid said, "but personally I
prefer just to shove my face down into the pelts and scream my
lungs out."
"It did hurt like hell, right. At least at first."
"But it is worth it. Make no mistake I don't start screaming
until I start to enjoy it," Sigrid said and looked at Tula. "You
seemed to enjoy it yourself at the end. You started to buck so
hard under him that I thought you would threw him off you and I
said to myself that is a girl who wants it hard."
Tula did not say anything but her sudden blush was answer enough
for Sigrid and they both knew that she had been telling the
truth.
"Afterwards, both of you just fell down and started snoring. At
least that was what you were doing when I put a pelt over you
against the chill."
"So it was you who did that," Tula said.
"Aye, I needed to fetch the jar of bear fat anyway."
"I guess Thorulf got inspired seeing me and his brother."
"No, I got inspired. Thorulf only got hard." Sigrid said with a
chuckle.

As they neared the building they could smell food cooking.
"Seems that the thralls have breakfast going. I must make sure
Thorulf eats properly. He needs all his energy, after all there
is night after this day too," Sigrid said over her shoulder as
she increased her pace.
Tula thought this over and increased her own pace. She better
make sure Tordek had a healthy breakfast too.









The following days was spent with weapons practice and hunting
when not required to do some mundane chore for the upkeep of the
camp. Tula showed herself to be one of the best fighters in the
camp, besting all comers except for Thorulf and Tordek. Not that
none of the other warriors resented that since they expected
their shield maidens to be great fighters. Most were just happy
to see that Thorulf and Tordek getting a run for their money.


The following nights were spent having passionate sex under the
bearskins, much to Tula's undisguised delight. Each night she
fell asleep satisfied after having got both her ass and cunt well
and thoroughly reamed by Tordek, often several times in a row and
Tula was not the only woman to walk a little bowlegged in the
mornings. Though, she no longer had to stay quiet when she was
taken in the ass. Instead she did like Sigrid and buried her face
in the pelts so she could scream out her pain and pleasure.
Every night begun the same way, with Tordek telling her to take
him in her mouth and satisfy him while he finished his evening
mead, just as he had the first night Tula had stayed with them.
A number times after he was done, Tordek had Tula give his father
the same service.
Tula could see wherefrom Tordek and Thorulf had inherit their
size even if the chiefs old skin-flute never got entirely hard.
Still, Tula knew what an honor she was offered and eagerly drank
the salty discharge the pour out after pleasing him by her best
ability.
Though, ordinary this duty fell on Sigrid. Almost every night,
Tula saw how Sigrid after helping the chief to bed, knelt beside
him and took him in her mouth.

That was of course not the only time Tula sucked Tordek. It
happened several times that she took him in her mouth both from
desire and from being told to.
Tula also found out that the tribe had a odd custom that they
jokingly called spear polishing, were the shield maidens in a
group would take the group's warriors in their mouths and bring
them off. Tula did not understand what triggered the spear
polishing though she noticed that it often happened after
physical activities.

Tula knew that the whole thing came from the strange status
shield maidens had. They should be strong independent fighters
and equals to the warriors at the same time as women they needed
to be submissive to the men. This had led to that their
relationship could be defined by a sort of hero worship with the
warriors as the heroes and the shield maidens as the worshiper.
It also meant that odd rituals and customs popped up in all
tribes. Tula had once visited a tribe were at meal time all
shield maiden's had to bare their breasts and hold a tray
containing a warriors plate and stein while the men ate before
they was allowed to eat themselves.
In her own tribe, all a warrior had to do to make a woman go to
bed with him was to tell her, only if the woman had gone through
a ritual of bonding with a man would he be refused.
It was no rule or even required by the woman. It was just that no
shield maiden in Tula's own tribe would never dream of refusing a
warrior his pleasure.
This had led to that when she started adventuring she had to
learn that not only could she say no to a man but also how to
refuse him. Tula knew that it still happened that she went to bed
with a very powerful man not out of desire but because this
custom lived on deep inside of her.
Her adventuring had also taught her to follow the customs of the
people she was guest of.
So once she had spent two days topless serving her host food on a
tray. And now it meant that she eagerly joined in when the other
shield maidens started polishing spears. She did it eagerly
because she liked to suck a man off.
Most of the time it was Tordek she went down on because as her
host he spent a lot of time with her but a couple of times it was
Thorulf and a few times some other warrior found relief in her
mouth.

Tula spent a great month at the Bear tribe before a restless itch
under her feet made her move on. It was a tear filled goodbye
when she left but she promised to come their way when autumn
neared its end and spend the winter with them. Tordek followed
her to a nearby ferry that would take her over a river and onto a
road towards civilized lands. Their journey which normally took
one week, took twice as long because they stopped frequently to
make love. The last time was when Tula dropped to her knees and
sucked him while they waited for the ferry to cross over the
river to them.