When Konrad arrived home satisfied, he immediately went to his wife, who hadn't left her room since her daughter was kidnapped and was lying on the bed when he arrived. Wordlessly, he tore his doublet off and threw himself at Absildis who, lying with their eyes closed, had not seen his attack coming. She screamed as Konrad threw himself on her and tore her arms up with her hands and fixed her over her head with one hand while he reached down with the other hand and opened his pants. With his knees he pushed the screaming woman's legs apart. Absildis fought hard. She finally succeeded in freeing one hand and slapping Konrad in the face. "You damn woman!" he roared, pulled out and hit back with full force, so that Absildis' head flew to the side. She fainted when Konrad pushed her skirt up and pushed into her soft flesh with force. "Take this, you whore!" he wheezed out loud and pushed again. His thoughts were with a young blonde woman who would soon be Kurgan's whore. Konrad increased the pace by pushing into her until he came to orgasm moaning loudly and poured his seed into her. Then he collapsed on the unconscious woman.
At the same time Einar arrived at the castle with his prey. When he rode into the yard, he heard loud clanging weapons. Kurgan stood in the middle of the courtyard, his naked torso covered in sweat, as he fought a duel with Aegir. The smaller Aegir wore a white shirt that stuck to his body and brown leather trousers in black boots and tried to compete with the stronger one. One could see, however, that he was about to collapse, for he was already swaying in a standing position and could hardly hold his sword. Kurgan's blue eyes flashed triumphantly as one mighty blow struck after another Aegir's shield. Although Aegir was very agile, he could not compete with Kurgan in endurance. One last blow that Aegir couldn't parry, then the shield fell out of his hand. Kurgan smote Aegir's sword and put his sword at his throat. "There can be only one, Aegir!" he shouted out loud and laughed booming. Aegir then dropped his sword and raised his hand as a sign of his defeat. "You have won, my lord. I commend myself to your mercy." Kurgan laughed even louder and lowered his sword. Then he hit the blonde Viking on the back and shoved his value into the scabbard.
Einar had meanwhile gotten off the horse and had waved two men to carry Gwynna from the horse towards the keep. He stepped up to Kurgan, who wiped his sweat with a cloth. "Lord, I have brought you the girl. Konrad managed to sedate her with a sleeping potion. Where will the men take her?" Kurgan looked at the young woman. "To my bedchamber, of course. " Then he closed his eyes. " Why did Konrad give her a sleeping potion? Was he afraid you couldn't handle her, Einar?"
Einar shook his head and grinned:" No, he was more like himself. Afraid the pigeon's going through his rags again. So what do we do with the girl in the dungeon now? Konrad wants her back."
Kurgan gave it some thought. "I don't care about the girl. Do what you want with her." Then he turned away and also stomped to the entrance of the keep. Einar shouted after him, "Everything?" "Everything!" came the answer.
Einar grinned contentedly. Then the little one would leave some feathers before her stepfather would get her back.
Jakomina crouched on a straw sack in the corner of the dungeon. The handcuffs that had been placed around her wrists were attached to long iron chains that left her enough room to lie down at least. In the beginning she had tried to wriggle out of the handcuffs, but they were much too tight, so she soon gave it up. She froze miserably, dressed only in her shirt. Next to the straw sack stood a bucket to relieve herself, a cup of water and a plate with an edge of dry bread. She hoped that this nightmare would soon come to an end. I'm sure my stepfather would pay any sum to get me back undamaged. Jakomina thought 'intact' - so far none of the men had touched her. Only the one who had put her in the iron had striked briefly over her breasts.
The door to the dungeon opened squeaking. A tall man with a lantern in his hand came in. Jakomina recognized the Viking Einar. He closed the door behind him and looked at the girl, who now pressed herself even more anxiously against the cold stone wall. "Hello my pretty one," he said with a low voice and a clear accent. "What do you want?" came Jakominas quiet voice.
"I want to show you something, my little one." So Einar came closer to her and squatted to shine the lantern in Jakomina's face." "Have you ever had a lover?" Jakomina shook her head. Einar's disfigured face with the long scar turned into a grin. "Then you'll have your first one today. Then you can think of me when your future husband fucks you."
"W-what ?" stammered Jakomina. "No! Leave me alone! My stepfather won't take me in if I'm not a virgin!" "Don't worry, kiddo. He will not dare to cast you out." With this Einar grabbed her ankle and tore the crouching girl to him. Jakomina screamed in horror and struggled with her legs. She tried to hit Einar with her feet, which he acknowledged with a laugh. He held an ankle with an iron grip and opened his pants. Then he took out his erect limb. "Girl, you're gonna love this" and shoved her shirt up.
Jakominas eyes widened at the sight of the steeply raised cock as Einar pushed his knee between her legs and pressed her thighs apart. She screamed and waved as she felt his weight on her and his hot breath on her face. Einar's tongue rushed out and he licked Jakomina over her face. Then he coarsely grabbed her breasts and kneaded them before tearing the shirt completely in half. Now the girl lay naked in front of him. "Ah, my doll, come, I'll get it for you." Einar gasped and licked over her neck, down to her breasts. "Stop it! Stop it! I don't want this!" she cried out loud. The answer was a deep laugh from the Viking. Einar already had his erection in his hand and pushed his lower body against that of the girl. With the tip of his cock he pushed into her vagina and pulled it out again as he felt her hymen. Then his hand lay on Jakominas mouth and he pushed again. Jakominas suffocated cry was heard in the dungeon as the Viking's member pierced her hymen. She feels as if she is being split in two as the cutting pain got worse and worse as the man pushed into her again and again until his penis was completely inside her.
Tears ran down her face as Einar mercilessly hammered hard into her. "Ahh, you're pretty tight. Feels good, kiddo!" he exclaimed and twisted his eyes. His hand kept kneading a breast. Eventually his thrusts became more violent, he moaned loudly, while Jakomina lay there quietly and prayed that it would soon be over. Suddenly Einar stiffened and with two violent thrusts he came inside her. Jakomina felt his seed pouring into her. 'Oh God, if I got pregnant now' she thought and shivered. The man now moved over her and pulled his cock out of her. It was still half erect and now there was blood and her dampness stuck to it. Einar grunted contentedly and wiped his member with his hand. Then he stood up, straightened his trousers, took the lantern and disappeared, without another word, from the dungeon and slammed the door shut.
Jakomina tried to stand up to let the seed of the Viking flow out of her. Then she gathered the remains of her now bloodstained shirt together and cried. She was damned. Deflowered, dishonored... Oh, my God. Oh, my God. What was she supposed to do now? She would have only the monastery as a refuge. Who would take her now? Her sobbing finally turned into a whimper. Her lower body burned like fire. Every movement caused her severe pain. She was overcome by a violent wave of nausea. Strangling her upper body bent forward and she vomited the little she had in her stomach. Again and again came waves of vomit. She strangled and choked until only bile came out, then she collapsed exhausted on her mattress.
After the sweaty sword fight the maids had prepared a bath for Kurgan in the huge wooden tub. The giant stepped in and the maids curtsied and disappeared. He put his sword and scabbard on a stool and took off his heavy boots and then his leather trousers. Naked he climbed into the steaming tub and enjoyed the pleasant warmth of the water. He took a piece of soap, went into hiding and washed his sticky hair with the soap. When he was finished, he tied a towel around his hips and left the bathroom next to his bedroom.