1. Ard Rig


    Date: 5/3/2017, Categories: BDSM, Group Sex, Lesbian Sex, Author: dustybit, Rating: , Source: xHamster

    respect and attention the druid cried; “The tribute is accepted” with this three of the king’s first wife’s attending Women bustled forward, two of them bent to the hem of the girl’s shift and with a single swift move rose and swept the garment from over Her to reveal the glory of Her nudity. She did not move or try in vain to cover Herself but if anything grew in stature and pride at the people’s intensified stares. Even when the third Woman laid an ox yolk over Her shoulders and secured Her wrists to it She still maintained Her quiet dignity. A rough rope collar was slipped over Her head which the druid snatched up and with the crowd still knotted about Her She was led by the rope to the wide expanse at the centre of the fort. Here a circle of the king’s lesser wives and concubines awaited Her, the sun glinting off the jewellery they wore, copper, silver and gold. The younger of these wives considered Her through scowling eyes, jealous of Her beauty, they would not treat Her gently and the quirts, whips and straps they held would be put to good use. The more elderly of the wives were old enough to know their value to the king was not just in the swell of their breasts, the roundness of their rumps or the smoothness of their thighs and as such would show more pity than the youngsters. They though would extract their tribute from Her in their pleasures and not Her pain, and they would do so here with no shame in the open with the rest of the tribe looking on. For the ...
    remainder of the day the king’s Women worked the girl in pairs; on Her knees or Her back with the crowd looking on, Her tongue busy between royal thighs as proper tribute was striped from Her bottom, Her breasts, Her thighs and back. As the sun set in the west Her poor tongue felt heavy and ached, She was the bathed in feminine oil and sweat, Her pale once pristine skin was now raised by welts but the king’s Women had all taken what they wished from Her to the delight of the watching crowd many of whom were inspired to couplings of their own. In gathering darkness the druid led Her still collared and yoked to the restricted privacy of the maiden house. The maiden house was the private space assigned to the girls of the tribe who were old enough to have bled for the moon for the first time but still too young to have allowed a boy between their thighs, and thus been chosen as a wife. It was a source of great interest and a little fear to all the men of the tribe – for they were on pain of death not permitted within its walls - and a place of great s****rly intimacy to all who dwelt within. Here each night in luxurious privacy the giggling gaggle of almost Women gathered in a great ball of soft, smooth, yielding flesh which wriggled and ever moved over itself like a litter of still blind puppies; as the girls with intimate caresses sealed friendships that would last lifetimes. It was here the tribute would be prepared for the last test she yet faced. None of the girls here were old ...
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