1. The Raid


    Date: 2/24/2017, Categories: First Time, Hardcore, Author: Vuruda, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    He did not say a word as his hand grabbed her by her upper arm. He would take his prize here and now she realized. So be it. His gloved hand dug through multiple layers of cloth into her flesh. She would not say a word either, she swore. I promised my body, not my words. He lifted her up like a c***d and dragged her behind him. All she could do was follow clumsily. She realized that her legs were trembling and numb and she could not set one foot in front of the other without stumbling over her robes. I am not afraid, she told herself as her feet shuffled over the wooden floor. It was more him dragging her, then her own effort. The bandit pulled her into the next room, here the floor was covered by Tatami and more to his liking it seemed since he tossed her into the center and closed the sliding doors behind him. She remembered him as a much gentler person when he was still working for her father. That changed when he was branded a traitor and outlaw. She took pity in that. A few candles on the f****y altar were lit and a lampion in a corner still had enough oil for a bright flame. She pushed herself from the floor to straighten her Kimono- why she didn't know. Then her captor kneeled down in front of her. His pants covered in mud, his shoulders a darker green then rest, drenched by the rain, his left arm was cut and bl**d had darkened the cloth. From up close she noticed a shadow of a well- trimmed beard and a scar around his neck. He took off his gloves and tossed them ...
    aside. His naked hand reaching for her chin and lifted her glance towards his. The silence continued. She will do what he wants me to do, nothing more. He deserved her, but she couldn't promise that he would enjoy her. The skin on his fingers was rough and warm, he smelled like earth and grass and bl**d. With a thumb he wiped over her lips and smeared the red color they had put on it earlier across her face. Her cheeks flushed red. She was excited- no, afraid she told herself. She didn't have enough time to come to terms with herself as he pressed his lips on hers. Metallic and sweet tastes mixed in her mouth. Pressing her hands against his chest she tried to push him away, be gentler, she thought. Cold pearls of water dripped from his hair onto her skin and made the hair on her neck stand up. The heart in her tiny chest thumbed hard and fast. Her first kiss, stolen by a captain of outlaws. Their lips parted after a few seconds. Now he grasped her head with both his hands. His warm palms on her cheeks, she almost forgot to breath before he pulled her close for another kiss, this time more demanding and rougher. Her hands dug into his clothes, clinging onto him to not fall back onto the floor. His lips parted and his wet slippery tongue f***ed its way through hers. He is breaking in like he did with the town- just her lips proved to be less defiant than the city gates. Her tongue whirled around his, tasting the sweet saliva. She had never done this before but her handmaids had ...
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