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rp Olde n Breeds 1/?{Rusty Magill} (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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