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Subject: {ASSM} Olde n Breeds 1/? (SM,rape, anal, oral,)
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Date: Wed, 29 Dec 2004 01:10:04 -0500
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   Olde n Breeds 1/?  (SM,rape, anal, oral,)



   It was long ago, in a valley deep in the Stark Mountains that many races
of the olde world gathered and lived in harmony.  There were the humans,
elves, dwarves, halflings, and the mixed breeds of the different races. 
One such town gathering was All is Well.  The mixed breeds were the ones
who started the town, outcasts from any single race.  Elves are often
thought of as small and slender.  They are more often tall and slender; but
short and tall, large and slender all shapes are possible.  Dwarves tend to
be short and stocky, while the halflings are shorter then dwarves, half the
height of humans and portionally built to their height.  The orcs are tall
and large of frame.

   The mountains, the forests the pastures and river all attracted this
mixture of folk.  Patric and his woman Alana (both elf/human barbarian mix)
started the town many years ago.  Their size a sign of their mixed
breeding. Patric well over 6' in height and Alana almost 6', proportionally
of body build.  As with the older races, longevity is a part of life.  The
elves the oldest race, then the dwarves and then halflings and then finally
humans and the orc race.  They had built their home of rock and oak timbers
50 years before the others started to gather.  Ageless is their look as is
that of all elven ancestry.  Headman of the town is Patric.  Mild even
tempered.  Fair and just.  Alana lovely and kind to all.

   The pace of the town slow this time of year, with the passes blocked by
snow.  The town fairly self-sufficient with all sharing, in times of need.
A knock on the cottage door and then a jingle of bells.  Patric half closes
the bedroom door as he buttons his shirt.  The elf Lucerne tells Patric of
the caravan that is stuck by the bridge in snow drifts.  Telling Lucerne to
have the sleighs harnessed with the reindeer, Patric turns to the bedroom
door and shouts that he will be back in an hour or two.  Pulling on his
boots and jacket he closes the front door and heads to the barns.  Men of
all sorts are gathered to freight the goods in the sleighs.  Lucerne is
instructed to have fires and food and drink ready for the arriving caravan.

   The line of sleighs swoosh through the gates, clouds of snow kicked up
by the runners, the clop of hooves as the reindeer gain speed.

   As evening falls the increased snow has made the hills outside the town
slow and treachous in the increasing dark.  Signals are passed to the town
that tomorrow they will bring the traders and goods to the town.

   Lucerne sends men to the homes of the sleighers to make sure that the
houses are warm and secure for the night.  Approaching the main cottage,
the elf and dwarf, stop and knock on the door of the dark cottage.  Looking
in a window, embers from the large fireplace are firebugs in the bottom of
the hearth.  Opening the door, they call a greeting; but no answer.  Taking
wood from the porch, they build a large warming fire in the master
fireplace.  Then the dwarf goes to the kitchen to start a fire in the oven.
That also had burned low.  Gently knocking on the bedroom door the elf
swings it open and is surprised to find that there is no one there.  The
embers also fireflies in the bottom of the hearth.

   Thinking the lady must be visiting or staying with another this night,
he finds the dwarf in the greatroom.  Bring more wood from the stockpiles
and we will load up the porch for the Patric the dwarf is instructed.  Then
make a fire in the oven and we will make fresh bread and coffee to be ready
for his and his ladies return.

   Going back into the bedroom, lantern lighting the room, the large four
post bed dominating the room.  Ornate carving on the large headboard and
footboard.  Other bas relief carving on the other wooden furniture and the
fireplace mantle.  Seeing a door and thinking maybe this be a basement
room, that there might be wood stored for the winter in the cellar. 
Opening the door and slowly climbing down the steps, a large room sprawls
before him.  Barren of tapestries, the walls hold many items and ropes and
pulleys hang from the high ceiling.  The room must be the height of two
men. Wooden machines and tables fill the floor and walls.

   Quietly, the elf moves to a splash of red in his hooded lantern light.
There is the lady, back to him bent over.  Amazement passes across his face
as he realizes the reason she is bent in the odd position.  Walking around
in front of her, hands and head are enclosed in wood.  She is imprisoned in
a stock.  A red band of cloth covers her eyes.  A ball gag in her mouth
held by a leather strap.  Her unbound silvery white hair, long and loose
flowing around the slack head.  As he walks back around the stock the head
sort of tracks his movement.  Finding candles he light them and the array
of implements on the walls are shown in stark relief.  Many whips and belts
and paddles hang from the walls.  Chains and cuffs and pincers and snaps
anr prods and realistically crafted items of a sexual nature cover table. A
large wooden X with cuffs dominate one wall.  A padded saw horse of the
right height is in another corner and a rack dominates the middle of the
room.

   Looking down at the woman's bare feet, eyebolts with leather straps in
the floor secure her ankles apart.  Spread wide more then the width of her
shoulders.  At her left foot is her white hose and knickers.  Just in front
of that is the white hankerchief that covered the inside of her square
shaped blouse.

   Her heavy breasts pushing forward and down on the front of her blouse.
Reaching down to the hose an knickers, he lifts them up and raises the
knickers to his nose.  The scent of a woman is a full bouquet to his
senses. Leaning down again, he touches the left ankle of the woman. 
Feeling the ridge of the tight leather throng in her flesh.  Slowly his
hand slides up the leg of the woman.  "Goosebumps rise on her calf.  Her
leg tense and straining, the muscles well defined in her thigh, as his
fingers touch the well textured and ageless flesh.  Slightly leaning
forward to the stocks, she is bent at the waist.  Fingers touch the slight
roll of belly flesh, and a shiver involunteerly moves under the skin.

   With his other hand the elf lifts the dress and throws it over her back
and head.  Firm globes of arse cheeks, shiver with the cool air.  Bending
down, hands between her thighs, his fingers trace the inside of her legs.
Tight and muscled and then the soft flesh of the inner thighs.  Fingers
like a spiders feet tickle the flesh, gently caressing up to the juncture
of her legs and then cupping the pouting lips of her mound.  Cheeks jiggle
slightly as his fingers pull at the lips and rub the spongy tissue.

   Reaching around to the front his hands caress the warm belly flesh and
then stroke at the wirey hair of her bush.  Sawing along the valley of her
womanhood, his fingers work their way into the slowly lubricating groove.
Crotch pushed against her ass cheeks, his penis elongates in his breeches.
Pushing tighter against the woman, his move along her belly and stomach and
cups underneath her large round breasts.  Swaying gently his hands lift up
the heavy jugs.  Feeling the nipples extended from the round orbs, the
elve's fingers gently squeeze the nipples rolling them between his fingers.
Further they elongate and harden.

   As he is caressing the nipples, violent spasms shake her legs and they
jerk and contract.  Moving back away he rubs the backs of the legs and
calves until they relax.  The shaking stops and then the woman stands
still. Waiting.

   Reaching to his crotch the elf releases the codpiece on the front of his
tights.  His penis leaps out hard and bobbing.  The hot flesh touches the
side of the woman's thigh and then the inside of her velvety flesh; but
still to low to find a home in her body.  Stepping back, the elf pulls a
short one step stool over and climbs up.  Leaning forward his penis slides
between her thighs, rubbing along the bottom of her pussy lips.  Reaching
around with his left arm, he pulls her waist tight, while his right hand
reaches around and fingers push at her lips.  Slickness and warmth as one
and then two fingers slide into her pussy.  Pushing from behind his cock
stabs at the lips and then part them, sliding the head into her warm moist
hole.  Lifting up on his toes, his cock slides all the way in pushing her
slightly forward, then lowering he slides back out till only the mushroom
head is still lodged.  Again and again he raises on his toes and then
lowers back down on his flat feet.  His index finger now rubbing slowly at
the bump of her clit.  Rubbing his finger in her slick pussy, he again
slides the finger over her raising bump.  Cock slides in again and then
out, this time losing his balance his feet fall to the floor.  Quickly back
up on the stool and again sliding deep into the wet hole.  Pussy tightening
and squeezing at his cock.  Almost milking it.  Feeling the cum rising in
his cock, he pushes tight against her hole as the first spurt of white
sperm splashes inside her pussy.  A second and then a third spurt as the
liquid empties.  The woman's ass cheeks tighten as she squeeze her thighs
tight to hold the softening flesh.  With a soft plop his penis slides out
drips of cum fall to the floor and run down the woman's thighs.  The elf is
still rubbing at her clit, when he hears clomping around above his head.

   Leaving the woman there he climbs up the stairs adjusting his front. 
Drops of semen staining his tights.  Stomping around the kitchen the dwarf
is surly.  Being cold out and he had to do all the work outside.  The elf
pulls him to the side and into the bedroom.  With his finger to his lip to
silence the dwarf, he tells of his discovery in the basement room.  The
dwarf is reluctant as the penalty for rape can be very severe.  But the elf
says that the laws of the town state, "that if one of the partner's does
not say, NO.  Then it is legal.  The woman downstairs didn't say no to me.
Of course she has a gag in her mouth; but I didn't put it there.

   The dwarf thinks for a minute and then softly treads down the stairs. 
Looking across the room, he sees the bare arse of the woman, white and
inviting.  Also the fact that not many woman are willing to have sex with
the dwarf.  He is not the most attractive or pleasant person in the
encampment.  The whores are reluctant, because of his disposition and his
cheapness.

   Crossing the floor till he is standing behind the woman, he reaches down
and swipes at the folds of her pussy lips.  The coarse grope, causes the
woman to try to pull away from the fingers; but little movement is
possible. Comical to the elf looking from the side, the dwarf walks under
the bent form of the woman and reaches up and squeezes her breasts and then
pulls at her nipples.  Tugging hard and twisting and pinching.  Squirming
the woman can not escape his grasp.  Then reaching up with his mouth his
teeth pull cruelly at a nipple.  His hand mauling the other breast and nub.
A soft sound of a whimper pushs at the ball gag.  Reaching down with his
hand, his fingers grab a pussy lip and pull and twist the swollen tissue.
The woman's body again is twisting a best she can to escape the teeth and
fingers.

   The elf walks around to the front of the woman, and lifting the skirt
off her head, gently caresses her face.  Taking the water bottle hanging
from the stock and a rag, he wets it and dabs it to her lips.  Lips
greedily reach for the wetness of the rag, sucking at the water.

   The dwarf has now pulled a low table around the back of the woman and
standing on the table, he has found the height that he needs.  Dropping his
pant around his ankles, his swollen cock springs free and he pushes forward
fingers probing the abused lips and cock pushing between her legs and then
into her pussy.  The monster cock was out of proportion to the dwarf.  Long
and fat, the head pushed cruelly between her lips and the thick shaft when
deeper and deeper into her tunnel.  The walls expanding slowly to
accomodate the huge tool.

   As he pushed all the way in, he slammed hard into her body, forcing her
shoulders to slam into the stock.  Pulling back quickly, again he slams
full force into her pussy, again slamming her body forward against the
unyielding wood.  One hand wrapped around her waist the other mauling her
left breast.  Pinching and pulling and squeezing.  Snorts from the woman's
nostrils the only relief to vocalize her pain.  The dwarf still pounding at
the sore tissues of her pussy and lips.

   The elf, horny in spite of the bestial lust of the dwarf, pushes his
again hard penis at the woman's hand, forcing her to encircle the hard
shaft.  The coolness of her fingers warming with the friction of his
strokes.  Her fingers now scratching at the underside of his cock.  The
feeling overwhelming.  Pulling at the strap of her gag, he pulls it out and
jams his swollen cock deep into her mouth.  Swollen tongue licks at her
lips as best she can.  Gagging slightly at the tickling in the back of her
throat and finally gasping for air, her tongue and lips suck and lick at
the invading cock.  The elf gasps in pleasure and push a load of cum deep
in the back of her throat.  Pulling out too far, spurts of cum land in her
hair and are dripping down her face.  Still her tongue licks at the head of
his cock.

   The dwarf, like a machine sawing in and out; but the pleasure is pushing
at the woman.  Her legs squeeze tight to milk at the monster cock.  Her
body shaking as the orgasm builds and then a long moan escapes her lips. 
The orgasm ends, but the dwarf still pounds at her flesh.  His cock not
softening or slowing down as it stokes her swollen hot flesh.  Long strokes
pounding her into the hard wood, shoulders aching.

   The dwarf with one hand now smacks her left ass cheek.  Hard slaps of
flesh and louds gasps of pain.  Finally pulling back till the huge mushroom
head is still enclosed in her pussy, the dwarf leans overs and drops a
large glob of spit on the hole of her arse.  Taking a short stubby finger,
he pushes it deep into the tight hole.  The woman groans as the finger saws
in and out of her ass.  Finally pulling out of her pussy, he aims his cock
at the small hole of her ass.  Slamming forward it partially is deflected
and then the head is partially jammed at the opening.  Pulling hard on her
waist, he pushes forward and the cock slowly sinks into the tortured ring
of flesh.

   Two, three then four fingers plunge into her pussy pushing and mauling
her flesh.  The cock still slowly sinking deeper into her hole.  Standing
on his toes, he pushes and a long low scream announces that his cock is
lodged totally in her ass.  The coarse pubic hair scratching at her ass. 
His thumb now poking and rubbing hard on her clit.  His other hand now
pulling and twisting her nipple.  Squeezing and pinching.  Pulling back
slowly his cock eases out of her hole and then slamming quickly back in
till again he is buried.  Stroke after hard stroke pushing at the bruised
flesh.  A steady moan issuing from her lips, eyes glazed over, looking but
not seeing.

   Another orgasm wracks her body, the muscles shake with all the weakening
energy of her body.  The dwarf standing on his toes he is now pounding
harder, he leans over and bites at the soft flesh of her shoulder.  Red
circles of teeth marks showing his lust.  Finally a hard thrust smacking
the shoulders to the wood and a spurt of fluid flies deep in the woman's
bowels.  Another and then another as he just motionless, shoots globs of
cum into the woman.  Pulling free with a pop, the fluid runs down her ass
to her thighs and pussy and then puddles on the wood between her feet.  The
savage attack can be seen in the pink and brown spots in the cum.  The
dwarf climbs down from the table and looks at the handywork of his effort.
The womans legs are shaking as cramps expell fluid from her gaping hole. 
Cramps in her legs force cries of pain from her lips.  A wide smile splits
the dwarfs broad lips.  To many times have women made fun of him, and now
he has humiliated another lovely woman.  Life is good, he thinks.  It is
just over an hour since the woman's torment began.  The dwarf indicates to
the elf that he is going to find some drink.  Stomping up the stairs, he
leaves the peaceful cottage.



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