Vikings: Harsh Lesson
Chapter 7 of my Vikings story, enjoy.
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Chapter 7
Hreinn smirked as he sat upon the Earl's Throne; the throne that was now his.
'If only I could see the face of Ragnar's face, when he learns I sit in his chair.' He thought gleefully. 'It is always more fun to ruin your enemies…before you kill them.'
He was sitting back on the throne, watching with glee at Bjorn who was in the 'arena' again. Hreinn, taking liberties with his father's absence, had forced Bjorn to face two assailants at once. He was taking a beating yet Hreinn could not deny he was impressed. The young man was still standing and still trying to fight.
Hreinn shook his head. 'Incredible, this boy doesn't know when to quit. Still, impressive strength; this makes for interesting material for father.'
He made notes as he observed before taking a drink. He had drained it so he held it out, waiting for it to be refilled. He grinned as did those closest to him. He was now forcing Porunn, who was chained, similar to Bjorn, to serve him, clad only in half a dress, completely naked from the waist up. The young woman blushed furiously as she refilled Hreinn's drink, aware of the men's gaze on her exposed body, particularly her breasts.
She glowered. 'Bad enough that monster defiled me; if he…if he's…Ugh.'
She had finished pouring the new Earl's drink and was now finding him groping her roughly.
She struggled but Hreinn was too strong and was clearly enjoying himself. He cruelly squeezed her breasts, as well as pinching her nipples. She grit her teeth and tried to bear it, already aware what he had planned for her that night.
Hreinn laughed. "Just as good as last night; strong and firm, just the way I like them."
He finally let her go and she staggered away, almost tripping on her manacled ankles. This prompted more laughter, as well as lewd comments from the men. Her face burned in shame as she glared, fighting to maintain her dignity. Hearing what was being said, even witnessing Hreinn's groping of her, Bjorn was consumed by rage and viciously lashed out at his two attackers.
Bjorn finally beat one of them down. 'I'll kill him, that fucking monster, I swear…'
The second got a nasty blow in, just below his eye, sending him reeling backwards. He quickly raised his hands and blocked the next attack before finally fighting back and taking down yet another man. He then glared up at Hreinn; he started to approach, only to be blocked by a pair of guards. Hreinn made a few more notes and then straightened up.
"Excellent work, I'm very impressed." He stated truthfully, yet still with a mocking edge to his voice. "That's earned you this."
He threw a moderately sized slice of meat at Bjorn, which he caught, nearly fumbling due to his injuries.
"You…" Bjorn growled.
Hreinn merely laughed, grabbing and groping Porunn again. "Oh what's your problem, I'm merely ensuring this slave fulfils her purpose."
With that, before Bjorn could react, he was dragged away, leaving Hreinn to let Porunn go again and took another drink.
Porunn grit her teeth, trying hard not to react as she was dragged back to the Earl's chambers. The men were laughing; leering at her semi-exposed state. But were careful not to actually touch her; knowing Hreinn would kill them if they did.
"Oh she knows how to keep a man happy." One of them remarked. "Look at those, any man would love to get lost in them."
The other laughed as they dragged her into the room and immediately forced the lower half of the 'dress' she had to wear, off. She was now completely naked and helpless as they forced her down onto the bed and chained her up.
"No, stop, you don't…" She broke out but the men laughed.
"Keep trying whore." The man laughed.
The other one grinned. "Nice teats, great ass, no wonder Lord Hreinn enjoys her."
Still laughing they left, Porunn was now trapped, she struggled and tugged the chains without any success. She growled; not giving up and still trying to break free.
'I can't just take this; I may still be a slave, but in name only.' She told herself firmly. 'I was to be freed. I can't let him get away with this; this indignity will not go unpunished.'
Despite this, it was clear to her; she was trapped and was unable to get free, not without help.
She could now only wait in an agony of terror, as finally the door opened and Hreinn entered. More accurately however, he staggered in.
"Ah, there you are, all ready for me." He remarked, his words slurred. "I can hardly wait; we'll have even more fun than last night."
He staggered over to the bed, Porunn watched him carefully, fearful, yet also hopeful. Anticipation made her still; which worked in her favour as he took that for capitulation. He laughed and began to undress, climbing on top of her.
He began groping her again as he spoke. "That's better, you've learned since last time. Oh trust me, now you've stopped fighting your fate, you'll truly enjoy this."
Porunn inhaled sharply, trying not to give him the pleasure of a full reaction, as he took his mouth to her breast and bit the nipple harshly. He was about to move to the next breast when suddenly he let her go, crumpled in a heap. He was half on top of Porunn, partially on the bed and partially off it, completely unconscious.
'It, it worked.' Porunn thought; relieved.
She had taken advantage of her time being forced to serve Hreinn to ensure he was completely drunk. To the extent that he had passed out from the drink; leaving her mostly untouched for the night, at least where it counted. Although fitful, she was finally able to sleep, not having to deal with the pain that came from his treatment of her.
The following morning, Hreinn awoke; feeling the effects of his drinking from the night before.
'Urgh, I always hate the morning after.' He thought. 'Still, no matter, I still have that whore and she's all mine, every night.'
He straightened up, grinning at the chained naked woman lying below him. She was also awake and looking at him nervously.
He laughed. "Well, looks like once again I've claimed you…I wonder what Bjorn would say."
Porunn tensed; it seemed he believed he had raped her again last night. However the suggestive nature of his comment made her realize; he knew, Hreinn know of her relationship with Bjorn. By this point Hreinn was dressed and was about to leave.
"The boys will come and get you ready soon; I want you ready to serve me again." He was saying. "Now, excuse me, I have to pay a visit to your lover."
With that he left the room, grinning to himself.
End of chapter, well, things are getting more difficult for those in Kattegat, now Hreinn's got a free hand to run things. Read and review please.