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[bonelessviking]

Ivar was covered in blood and it felt blissful to him. They had raided and slaughtered most of the small castle, the village inside of its walls was plentiful with treasures and resources. Only a few had been spared for various reasons. All of the Ragnarssons were enjoying their share of the spoils. However, while the others would be looking at the shiny trinkets, Ivar found himself walking himself through the castle and entering a room where he found a handful of pretty girls. It was clear why they were still breathing; they would make excellent slaves for various reasons.

"My my- what a selection..." He lets his blue eyes scan them over one by one, studying each one until he found Lucrezia in front of him. He had on his legs braces and used a crutch to stand tall when he reached out and touched her pretty blonde hair. "Are you afraid?" he asks, not knowing if she even spoke his language as he studied her face.

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[bonelessviking]

"I am," He did enjoy her compliments and smiled from receiving them. "And they do." Pausing, he continued to reach for her hair as he stroked himself. "Do you underestimate me?" He questioned her with curiosity. "I do not need to take you by force," reminding her of the other girls with his eyes sliding towards the door. "Not if you are willing to do what I ask to save the other women out there."

"But if you choose to leave me as I am, then I'll grow impatient and be done with this talking." Which he was getting closer and closer to as his eyes began to undress her.

"Do I look like I wish to sleep?" he chuckled. "I don't know that man so he means nothing to me. His powerful family can come after mine and die if they wish." All the more for his family.

[envyof]

Do you underestimate me?' he asked her. It seemed too soon to tell. Selfishly, she wished that she hadnt been singled out for this savage to defile. Wished that she was still huddled amongst the other women.

Hopefully, when a chance came for her to escape, he would underestimate her.

"The name Sforza should mean something to you," Lucrezia said. "Their soldiers and wealth, combined with Borgia soldiers and wealth, as well as Rome's army...if I were you, I would be frightened." She smiled with grim amusement. "My brother will cut your heart out himself if you touch me."

[bonelessviking]

“I do not care.” He bluntly stated completely shameless. “And I do not think such an army cares so much for one small woman.” That really didn’t make too much sense to him. There was family that cared for family but not an army for a single woman; she was clearly lying.

“I look forward to him coming with an impressive attempt.” Ivar grinned at the threat she dug up. “My brothers will use him as target practice if he lives that long.” With that statement, Ivar intentionally touched her, his hand rising to find her shoulder.

“Like I said, I need for you to be silent and use your mouth the way a woman knows how.” Or at least he hoped she knew how. His hand went from her shoulder and slid up the back of her neck, urging her to lean towards him and bend over. “Or I will begin to hurt you.” It was a fair warning he rarely gave anyone. “And I thought I would make you scream with pleasure but-“ he bobbed his head side to side. “I would settle with making you scream by other measures.”

[envyof]

"It would not be for 'one small woman'. It would be an army fighting your people and defending the innocent in the name of Jesus Christ, our Lord and Savior." That would be how her father and brother justified such a thing for her. They will come for me, they will save me, they will, they will...

When Ivar told her he needed her to be silent and 'use her mouth', she paled, and her stomach turned over. Giving pleasure to one such as him...the very idea was abhorrent to her. She was so young, and a virgin. She had never even been kissed before.

The hand he had placed on her shoulder moved to the back of her neck, urging her to lean forward. Lucrezia couldn't help but resist, feeling panic rise in her chest. "No...please," she begged softly, voice trembling. "I don't want to do this..."

[bonelessviking]

Ivar rolled his eyes and groaned at her explanation, “Enough talking!” Combined with her pleas, his hand gripped tightly in her hair and forced her down, guiding her mouth to meet the head of his cock.

“Bite me and you will wish for a quick death!” He added- something he didn’t typically tell women but this girl was mouthy and fighting back which gave him an inkling that she could rebel. Still, he tried to focus on the wetness and warmth that instantly surrounded his hard member. A sensation that sent a shiver through him as he began to push and pull with his hand to force her struggling mouth to move up and down and pleasure him.

[envyof]

Lucrezia was no match for his strength. With his hand in her hair, he brought her head down to his cock. She had no choice but to take him into her mouth. Her arms strained, still tied to the bed, and she squeezed her eyes shut.

Ivar held onto her hair, guiding her head up and down. Though she tried to focus on anything else -- a prayer, a song, a plan to escape -- she couldn't block out the present. Unable to speak, Lucrezia whimpered.

[bonelessviking]

“Mmm-“ he hummed, his cock hardening from the sheer notion that she was putting up a serious struggle and he had to hold her to what he wanted her mouth doing. The struggle thrilled him. Made this cripple feel like he had the strength of a much more capable man. In a sense, he certainly did since he had the ability to move around even with his handicaps.

“Good-“ he gave her some praise and eased on his grip just a touch, but continued to use her mouth freely for a few moments more. He allowed her pause to breathe despite the mess of salvia that emerged. “That wasn’t so hard. You were capable of using your mouth for more than talking.”

[envyof]

Had Lucrezia known he enjoyed her struggle, she would have tried to remain as still as possible. That is, if she even could have. Pushing against his hand and trying to pull away was her natural instinct, reaction, to being forced to pleasure a strange man.

His praise meant nothing to her. In fact, it only made her more upset. She felt ashamed already, being forced to do such a thing. When his grip eased and she was allowed to properly breathe, she gasped for air, trying to not openly sob in front of him.

"Please, stop...this is enough," she pleaded. "Please let me go now..."

[bonelessviking]

“Mmm-“ he hummed, his cock hardening from the sheer notion that she was putting up a serious struggle and he had to hold her to what he wanted her mouth doing. The struggle thrilled him. Made this cripple feel like he had the strength of a much more capable man. In a sense, he certainly did since he had the ability to move around even with his handicaps.

Ivar heard her pleas and shook his head calmly, “No, no. This is only the beginning-“ his grip tightened once more in her hair. “Will you undress for me or must I cut off your dress?” He still gave her such a choice but didn’t allow her much time to decide. “If I cut off your dress then I am not to promise what else will get slashed.”

[envyof]

Lucrezia was terrified of what would happen next. Yes, she was betrothed and knew what her duty was in the bedroom, but she thought she would have months to prepare herself mentally.

"I...my hands are still tied. If you untie me, I could undress." If he untied her, she could run. It would take him some time to put those crutches on.

Feel free to have her still get free if you like :)

[bonelessviking]

Ivar had handled many slaves and prisoners in his youthful days so he smirked when she proposed something that could so easily go astray.

“Of course,” he still replied, a calm smile before reaching for his things, where he was able to find a long leather belt. With some skill, he created a loop in the leather and slid it over Lucrezia’s head, creating a leash. With his knife in one hand, the other yanking the leash to tighten it firmly, he released only one of her hands while swiftly reaching to grab the other. His intent was to use the remainder of the rope in her tied wrist and latch her into the headboard.

I'm fine either way! I'll let you choose

[envyof]

Lucrezia was appalled when he slipped the leather over her head like a leash. "I am not a dog! Take this off of me right now!" she demanded, color rising in her face from anger.

One of her hands was freed, and she flexed her fingers to get feeling back. Adrenaline and anticipation had her nearly vibrating from suspense. As soon as the brief window of opportunity presented itself, she lunged away from him, yanking hard on the leash to rip it from his hand.

[bonelessviking]

Ivar was quick, especially with his disability that he had managed to adapt to. He felt her lunge away and moved to chase her. He grabbed the leash even harder and went for her free hand. In the process he moved himself to use his body weight as a weapon and pinned himself on top of her, nearly causing them to tumble off of the bed. Wrapping the leash around the hand that gripped it with some flicks of his wrist, he pulled tightly, prepared to see her face grow red as he restricting her airway.

“You will obey me-“ he growled, his own face flushed with rage. He stared angrily into her eyes and held the leash close to her face. “Or I will strangle you and fuck your dead corpse until it grows cold!” Nothing about him suggested this was an empty threat as his cock stayed hard against her stomach as he spoke.

[envyof]

For a minute, maybe two, it was pure chaos. Lucrezia shrieked when he managed to pin her to the bed. She had been so close to getting away and out of his reach. If only she had been just a little faster, or a little stronger...

Her cries were cut off when he tightened the leash. Quickly, her hands reached for her throat, trying to loosen the leather. Lucrezia was barely getting any oxygen, and her face was turning pink.

Was this how she would tie? Violated, staring into the crazed eyes of a ruthless savage? That wasn't the last image she wanted in her mind. As she clawed at her throat for air, she closed her tearful eyes and summoned images of family. And with trembling lips she mouthed a prayer.

[bonelessviking]

Crying wasn’t something Ivar minded, he had seen it numerous times before. He just saw it as how women were. Yet it was that praying that he couldn’t stay quiet about.

“Oh? Is your god listening? Is he going to come and strike me down and save you?” He spoke while his free hand tore at her dress, getting right to it. There was no need to waste further time since she wasn’t showing signs of submission beyond what was currently happening. As he moved, the leash would at least loosen for her to breathe but it wasn’t at all on purpose.

Grabbing at her undergarments, Ivar tugged and tore at them one handed to make way for him. His hand reached between her thighs in a violating manner and immediately stuck 2 fingers inside of her to feel her tight pussy, his eyes watching her face as he did.