Captive by Aishling Morgan Page B

fight two men in half-armour each of whom carried a sword. She could flee, but only by abandoning Sulitea. She could surrender, behave as meekly as possible and perhaps have a chance to win free before the disorder of the battle was over. With a resigned sigh she tugged at the laces of her bodice, stood tall and pulled it open, letting her breasts spill out in the same gesture of absolute surrender Sulitea was giving.
    The men’s grins broadened, both now working on the catches of their codpieces. One cock came out, then the other and Aisla managed a smile as they came up to her.
    ‘I am Hathanis,’ the taller of the two stated, ‘this is Iolath. You are fortunate to have been found by two of the premier knights of Zihai itself. Now, before you enjoy your good luck, you, with the strange pale hair, you are Sulitea are you not, the Count of Jihai’s Lady?’
    Sulitea nodded.
    ‘Then you are my captive,’ he went on, ‘and as you seem so keen on showing off, I shall take my pleasure with you.’
    Sulitea gave a low growl and dropped to her knees, grabbing Hathanis’ cock and stuffing it into her mouth. He exchanged a look with Iolath and then his eyes glazed in pleasure as she began to suck. Iolath grinned, looked down at the rapidly swelling erection protruding from Sulitea’s mouth and turned to Aisla.
    ‘I prefer to know the names of the girls I fuck,’ he stated. ‘You are?’
    ‘Aisla,’ she answered, ‘of Korismund.’
    ‘I have never heard of it,’ he said. ‘So, if you would be kind enough to kneel I would like to do justice to those fine breasts you are so kindly offering.’
    She sank down, cupping her breasts to make a fleshy slide, into which he pressed his half-stiff cock. He began to rub and it grew quickly, as did Aisla’s enjoyment once his erection was stiff between her breasts and her nipples erect against his front.
    Beside them Hathanis was hard in Sulitea’s mouth. He withdrew and made to push her down, only to have her flip herself over beneath him and go onto all fours with her bottom raised towards him. He gave a pleased chuckle and quickly pulled up her dress and petticoats. Sulitea groaned as the taught seat of her drawers was exposed, then once more as they were pulled wide and her bare bottom came on show. Aisla watched as Hathanis put his erection between Sulitea’s cheeks, briefly rubbed it in the deep grove of her bottom and then pushed it at her tuppenny. He slid in with ease, took her by the hips and began to fuck her. Sulitea was clearly in ecstasy, with her eyes shut and one hand fondling a dangling breast.
    ‘What of it?’ Iolath demanded. ‘Do you want the same, or on your back?’
    ‘Put me on my back,’ Aisla moaned.
    Aisla let herself go with the pressure as Iolath pushed her back. Her thighs came up and open as her back touched the muddy ground. He took her by the ankles, rolling her legs up and open to leave her sex pushed out. His cock nudged her, found her hole and slid in easily, well lubricated by her juice. With a satisfied grunt he began to fuck her, then turned to Hathanis.
    ‘Ten crowns says I spend first!’ he called.
    ‘In their faces to show it’s done!’ Hathanis answered and immediately began to pump harder into Sulitea’s rear.
    Aisla moaned deeply as Iolath also increased his pace, pumping into her with frantic pushes, each of which jammed her thighs hard into her chest. It hurt, but was also ecstasy, and the urge to get at her tuppenny was becoming overwhelming when suddenly he pulled out, pushed her thighs apart and ejaculated a long streamer of white sperm the length of her body. She gasped as it hit her nose, only to get more in her mouth for her trouble. The rest caught her left breast and belly, leaving a thick thread running from near her eye to her tummy with a good proportion of it on her dress.
    ‘My wager!’ Iolath grunted even as Hathanis cursed, gave a final hard push into Sulitea, pulled free and emptied his cock over her