Commander Valeria of the ninth Valkyrie division found herself unceremoniously flung over the bar counter. Naked as the day she was born, her body floated through the air, curving into a row of immaculately stacked barrels of the Inn's finest mead. When gravity took over, she fell on her face.
"Ungh...Arrgh!"
Groans of tedium escaped her lips but Valeria willed herself up to her knees. She crawled towards the counter, slowly poking her head up and baring witness to the absolute carnage.
The ninth Valkyrie division had been pasted all over the tavern, being fucked out of their minds or taking brutal punishment from the barbarians. Valeria swiveled her head over to see the young Charlene strung up by her legs in one corner of the tavern, screaming in agony as three men used her body like a punching bag. In another corner, her chief tactician, the dusky Ebony, found herself divided between two men.
Bent in half over a table, she served one with her mouth while the other pounded her raw. A soft purple bruise enveloped the lips between her legs. The big, fearsome Shilvi of the tribe, was fearsome no more. She wailed, enduring the wrath of two men, who preoccupied themselves with her round breasts.
In awe of how thorough their domination had been, Valeria slowly crept back down the counter. She could feel her heart beating out of her chest, trying to soothe the ache of her battered body. Her mind took a trip down memory lane, and the remnants of an old time flooded in.
Some time ago...
The savage Orr Graveskin made the chair he sat on, look small compared to his massive, overbearing frame. His skin was the color of ash, and covered in scars from brutal battles. He sat enjoying a glass of mead in his favorite tavern, smiling as he watched the hustle and bustle all around him.
On the other side of the table sat Kholl Virtmire. Of a more noble descent, he looked small and average compared to Orr. Nonetheless, his prowess in battle had seen him promoted to the rank of the King's personal Infiltrators - Stealth assassins who scouted ahead and took out enemy targets. They gossiped and enjoyed their meads, taking in the atmosphere of the tavern, till the Valkyrie's walked in.
The Valkyrie battalion had a fierce rivalry with the Barbarians. Equally strong and imposing, the tough women excelled in leading small packs of fierce retaliation against the enemy's front line defense. Their bodies were hardened by battle, mean killing machines that packed muscle and strength.
On many occasions, the two battalions had engaged in a war of words but on this night, it would finally blow over into a hard lesson for the Valkyries.
Confident in her numbers, the young commander Valeria led her pack of fighters. Dressed in chainmail armor that barely covered the underside of her bust, she presented herself as a goddess, her body glistening in the dull torches of the tavern. Her toned stomach was flexed and on full display, and her short chainmail skirt finished just at the tip of her glutes.
Her long, blonde hair fluttered behind her and Valeria's deep blue eyes honed in on her target. On her neck was an amulet, that had the symbol of the Valkyrie's etched on to it. Behind her was the fearsome Shilvi of the tribe, tall and imposing, she towered over most men in the tavern. She had been known to charge into battle with nothing but a prayer on her lips.
On Valeria's left was the pack's young stalwart fighter, Charlene. Lean and mean, the young woman could tear apart a foe with her bare hands, and her superior agility allowed her to move freely between her targets. Finally, the battalion's tactician, Ebony, walked to Valeria's right. The dusky and muscular goddess represented both brawn and brain, able to efficiently kill her enemies by identifying weak points.
The four women smiled when they saw Orr and Kholl sitting on the table.
"What do we have here?" said Ebony with an evil grin on her face. Her mind had already started to think of ways, on how to break the two men.
"Looks like some filthy hogs to me!" Shilvi said in a deep bawl. "Why don't we give em' a wash? What do ya say girls?"
The small snickers and giggles of the women had not gone unnoticed by Orr and Kholl, but they wanted no trouble this night, even if it did seem to follow in their wake.
"That small guy looks yummy!" Charlene licked her lips. "I bet I can work him good for a night!"
Orr and Kholl sighed and looked away, trying their best to ignore the Valkyries. They shook their heads when they saw Valeria walking over to them, and put down their glasses in anticipation of what was to come.
"Oh please don't stop for us..." cooed Valeria, the poisoned fangs of sarcasm dripping from her lips.
"In fact...why don't we join you? It would be fun to celebrate with a pack now, wouldn't it?"
The Valkyrie's burst out in laughter, with a shrill noise that would make nails on a chalkboard seem merciful. Valeria pulled up a chair, flipping it around and resting her chin on the rail. She bit her lips, imagining the two men beaten and subdued.
"So whatchya up to?" asked Valeria nonchalantly.
Orr sighed and turned towards Valeria.
"Look kid, we don't want no trouble...so why don't you lea-"
He was interrupted by the mock, shock that erupted from Valeria's lips. The sound turned scornful at the implications of his tone.
"Who you callin' kid grandpa?" Valeria shot back.
"I bet I can dump your ass before you get a hit in!"
The Valkyrie's crowded the two men, Ebony turned around and the gave the patrons a fierce glare, and most of them fled the tavern.
A moment of uneasy silence, was broken by a piercing laugh. Kholl's laugh.
He laughed like a madman, and soon Orr joined in. The Valkyrie's could feel their blood boiling, until they could take it no more.
"Shut the fuck up!" screamed Valeria. "Or I will rip your tongue's out!"
The stern scream had the opposite effect, eliciting an even ferocious bout of laugher from Orr and Kholl. The Valkyrie's grew angrier.
"You better have a good explanation for what is so funny right now!" howled the mighty Shilvi. The big amazon cracked her knuckles.
"The four of us...against the two of you," smiled Ebony. "In what universe is that not a beating for you!?"
Ebony pumped her biceps, eagerly awaiting the moment to strike.
Orr and Kholl finally wheezed to a stop, taking huge breaths to get their stamina back. They wiped their teary eyes, and stared at the women.
"Four against two?" smiled Orr. "I think you should learn to count!"
On his behest, two men from the table behind them stood up, and then two more from the table opposite. Another two closed the door to the tavern, and two more drove the rest of patrons away. Soon the Valkyrie's were facing down 10 hard as nails Barbarians.
The women gulped at the sight of the hulking men, taking small steps till their backs touched and they formed a circle.
"W-We got this girls! D-don't worry!" stammered Valeria.
Orr got up from his chair and walked toward the petrified young commander.
"We are going to teach you a lesson today..." Orr disrobed, and following him, the rest of the men did as well.
"Don't fuck with a Barbarian!"
Some time later...
Orr grabbed Ebony's braided hair and shoved his erection deep in her mouth. The sounds of her gagging echoed through the tavern, followed closely by the loud smacks of skin against skin, as a Barbarian's groin slammed into her glutes. They rode her for all she was worth, occasionally switching places and then eventually sandwiching her body between theirs.
When Ebony was spent, Orr looked towards his friend for another target.
"Where's that useless commander of theirs?" He shouted out to Kholl.
The Infiltrator was busy deep in his target, making her coo and moan in shame. The poor Charlene was tied up to the small table, barely long enough to fit the entirety of her spine. Her legs trembled and shook, struggling to stay open and anchored to the floor.
"AHHHH! ARGH! UFFFF!"
While he attacked his primary target, he let loose with some artillery on his bonus ones - Her gorgeous and round breasts. Charlene screamed in agony, as Kholl's fist rained on her mounds before he opted for another bonus target, her well-toned stomach.
"I'm talking to you Kholl!" screamed Orr to his indulgent friend.
"What...can a man not fuck in peace?" Charlene's humiliating moans punctuated Kholl's question.
"Who told you to stop?" shrugged Orr. "Just point me in the direction and I will be on my way..."
"Fine!" screamed Kholl, Charlene's ooh's now in full blossom. "I flung her somewhere..." He looked annoyed being forced to turn around, "Over there!" He pointed lazily to the bar.
"See! That wasn't so hard now, was it!"
"Whatever man..." Kholl increased the intensity of his thrusts and the ferocity of his strikes.
Meanwhile, the big and mean Shilvi was being ruined by three men. The tall amazon hung like a punching bag from the ceiling, with two barbarian's taking turns on her wet, hard body, turning it different shades of purple, while another fucked her brains out from behind.
"Oooh! BIG fan of what you are doing there guys, keep it up!" Orr screamed to his buddies, as he passed the three men by.
"Hey thanks man!" responded one of them, and then resumed Shilvi's hard beating.
"Now where in the blasted hell is that useless Valeria?"
Valeria's heart skipped a beat when she heard Orr's voice. She scampered behind the barrels, hiding herself from view and peeking out in between the gap.
"Here kitty, kitty...yoo hooo!"
Valeria gulped and sweat buckets. She clamped her mouth with her palm, her breath stuttering as she tried to remain quiet.
"Hey Kholl!"
"What? What the fuck is it now?" Kholl screamed back, so did Charlene in ecstasy.
"She isn't here!"
"You sure?"
Orr sighed and shook his head.
"Of course I am sure! Where do you think I am standing now?"
Kholl appeared annoyed and took out his anger on Charlene's stomach. Curiously, the young Valkyrie was moaning in pleasure, turned on by her cruel domination.
"I don't know where she is then!"
"What...did the earth swallow her then!?" howled Orr.
"Come on man..." Charlene's moans increased in their frequency and volume. Then a bulb lit up over Kholl's head.
"Did you check behind the barrels?"
Orr turned around to see the glint of Valeria's big blue eyes between the gap.
"Never mind!" He screamed. "Found her!"
Valeria shivered with fear as Orr walked towards her. Sharp shrieks accompanied her labored breathing, as she tried to crawl away. Orr grabbed her long, blonde hair and pulled her up.
Blood erupted from her lips, and mixed with drool that went flying out of her mouth. Her blonde hair twirled with her head, and back to the other side when Orr punched in her opposite cheek.
"AHHHHHH!"
A hard knee to her crotch had her howling in agony, and an elbow to her back dumped her face into the floor. Valeria lay twitching on the hard floor, involuntarily humping the concrete as she convulsed. It caught Kholl's attention.
He looked down at Charlene, and watched the broken, and horny mess of woman, unfurl on the table and pass out with a remnant of his lust, running down her thighs. Satisfied, he began to walk towards Valeria with a smile.
"Mind if I take a few swings?" He queried. Orr was happy to oblige.
"Go right ahead!"
His large palm wrapped around a lock of Valeria's hair and pulled her up. Orr locked Valeria's arms behind her back, leaving her vulnerable to Kholl. The infiltrator wasted no time in beginning his assault. Rushing in with a lick of his lips.
"AHHH! UFFF! FUCKKKK! ARGGHHHH!"
Kholl's hands began striking Valeria's breasts, punching her mounds bluish-purple. Orr chimed in from behind with an occasional knee between her legs. The men switched positions, then switched back and changed one more time till Valeria was a battered mess. Satisfied with their attack, the men proceeded to fuck her brains out, till they left her orgasming on the floor.
As the morning sun rose, the Barbarians had finally satiated their lust, leaving the women covered in it and out cold. Valeria cut a sorry figure, laying folded in half, with her glutes pointing to the ceiling. Shilvi was still strung up, beaten, fucked and out cold, while Charlene still cooed from another orgasm.
Ebony lay spread wide on a table, knocked out. The Valkyrie's would take a hard lesson from this beating, and never again rile the Barbarians up again.
"Ungh...Arrgh!"
Groans of tedium escaped her lips but Valeria willed herself up to her knees. She crawled towards the counter, slowly poking her head up and baring witness to the absolute carnage.
The ninth Valkyrie division had been pasted all over the tavern, being fucked out of their minds or taking brutal punishment from the barbarians. Valeria swiveled her head over to see the young Charlene strung up by her legs in one corner of the tavern, screaming in agony as three men used her body like a punching bag. In another corner, her chief tactician, the dusky Ebony, found herself divided between two men.
Bent in half over a table, she served one with her mouth while the other pounded her raw. A soft purple bruise enveloped the lips between her legs. The big, fearsome Shilvi of the tribe, was fearsome no more. She wailed, enduring the wrath of two men, who preoccupied themselves with her round breasts.
In awe of how thorough their domination had been, Valeria slowly crept back down the counter. She could feel her heart beating out of her chest, trying to soothe the ache of her battered body. Her mind took a trip down memory lane, and the remnants of an old time flooded in.
Some time ago...
The savage Orr Graveskin made the chair he sat on, look small compared to his massive, overbearing frame. His skin was the color of ash, and covered in scars from brutal battles. He sat enjoying a glass of mead in his favorite tavern, smiling as he watched the hustle and bustle all around him.
On the other side of the table sat Kholl Virtmire. Of a more noble descent, he looked small and average compared to Orr. Nonetheless, his prowess in battle had seen him promoted to the rank of the King's personal Infiltrators - Stealth assassins who scouted ahead and took out enemy targets. They gossiped and enjoyed their meads, taking in the atmosphere of the tavern, till the Valkyrie's walked in.
The Valkyrie battalion had a fierce rivalry with the Barbarians. Equally strong and imposing, the tough women excelled in leading small packs of fierce retaliation against the enemy's front line defense. Their bodies were hardened by battle, mean killing machines that packed muscle and strength.
On many occasions, the two battalions had engaged in a war of words but on this night, it would finally blow over into a hard lesson for the Valkyries.
Confident in her numbers, the young commander Valeria led her pack of fighters. Dressed in chainmail armor that barely covered the underside of her bust, she presented herself as a goddess, her body glistening in the dull torches of the tavern. Her toned stomach was flexed and on full display, and her short chainmail skirt finished just at the tip of her glutes.
Her long, blonde hair fluttered behind her and Valeria's deep blue eyes honed in on her target. On her neck was an amulet, that had the symbol of the Valkyrie's etched on to it. Behind her was the fearsome Shilvi of the tribe, tall and imposing, she towered over most men in the tavern. She had been known to charge into battle with nothing but a prayer on her lips.
On Valeria's left was the pack's young stalwart fighter, Charlene. Lean and mean, the young woman could tear apart a foe with her bare hands, and her superior agility allowed her to move freely between her targets. Finally, the battalion's tactician, Ebony, walked to Valeria's right. The dusky and muscular goddess represented both brawn and brain, able to efficiently kill her enemies by identifying weak points.
The four women smiled when they saw Orr and Kholl sitting on the table.
"What do we have here?" said Ebony with an evil grin on her face. Her mind had already started to think of ways, on how to break the two men.
"Looks like some filthy hogs to me!" Shilvi said in a deep bawl. "Why don't we give em' a wash? What do ya say girls?"
The small snickers and giggles of the women had not gone unnoticed by Orr and Kholl, but they wanted no trouble this night, even if it did seem to follow in their wake.
"That small guy looks yummy!" Charlene licked her lips. "I bet I can work him good for a night!"
Orr and Kholl sighed and looked away, trying their best to ignore the Valkyries. They shook their heads when they saw Valeria walking over to them, and put down their glasses in anticipation of what was to come.
"Oh please don't stop for us..." cooed Valeria, the poisoned fangs of sarcasm dripping from her lips.
"In fact...why don't we join you? It would be fun to celebrate with a pack now, wouldn't it?"
The Valkyrie's burst out in laughter, with a shrill noise that would make nails on a chalkboard seem merciful. Valeria pulled up a chair, flipping it around and resting her chin on the rail. She bit her lips, imagining the two men beaten and subdued.
"So whatchya up to?" asked Valeria nonchalantly.
Orr sighed and turned towards Valeria.
"Look kid, we don't want no trouble...so why don't you lea-"
He was interrupted by the mock, shock that erupted from Valeria's lips. The sound turned scornful at the implications of his tone.
"Who you callin' kid grandpa?" Valeria shot back.
"I bet I can dump your ass before you get a hit in!"
The Valkyrie's crowded the two men, Ebony turned around and the gave the patrons a fierce glare, and most of them fled the tavern.
A moment of uneasy silence, was broken by a piercing laugh. Kholl's laugh.
He laughed like a madman, and soon Orr joined in. The Valkyrie's could feel their blood boiling, until they could take it no more.
"Shut the fuck up!" screamed Valeria. "Or I will rip your tongue's out!"
The stern scream had the opposite effect, eliciting an even ferocious bout of laugher from Orr and Kholl. The Valkyrie's grew angrier.
"You better have a good explanation for what is so funny right now!" howled the mighty Shilvi. The big amazon cracked her knuckles.
"The four of us...against the two of you," smiled Ebony. "In what universe is that not a beating for you!?"
Ebony pumped her biceps, eagerly awaiting the moment to strike.
Orr and Kholl finally wheezed to a stop, taking huge breaths to get their stamina back. They wiped their teary eyes, and stared at the women.
"Four against two?" smiled Orr. "I think you should learn to count!"
On his behest, two men from the table behind them stood up, and then two more from the table opposite. Another two closed the door to the tavern, and two more drove the rest of patrons away. Soon the Valkyrie's were facing down 10 hard as nails Barbarians.
The women gulped at the sight of the hulking men, taking small steps till their backs touched and they formed a circle.
"W-We got this girls! D-don't worry!" stammered Valeria.
Orr got up from his chair and walked toward the petrified young commander.
"We are going to teach you a lesson today..." Orr disrobed, and following him, the rest of the men did as well.
"Don't fuck with a Barbarian!"
Some time later...
Orr grabbed Ebony's braided hair and shoved his erection deep in her mouth. The sounds of her gagging echoed through the tavern, followed closely by the loud smacks of skin against skin, as a Barbarian's groin slammed into her glutes. They rode her for all she was worth, occasionally switching places and then eventually sandwiching her body between theirs.
When Ebony was spent, Orr looked towards his friend for another target.
"Where's that useless commander of theirs?" He shouted out to Kholl.
The Infiltrator was busy deep in his target, making her coo and moan in shame. The poor Charlene was tied up to the small table, barely long enough to fit the entirety of her spine. Her legs trembled and shook, struggling to stay open and anchored to the floor.
"AHHHH! ARGH! UFFFF!"
While he attacked his primary target, he let loose with some artillery on his bonus ones - Her gorgeous and round breasts. Charlene screamed in agony, as Kholl's fist rained on her mounds before he opted for another bonus target, her well-toned stomach.
"I'm talking to you Kholl!" screamed Orr to his indulgent friend.
"What...can a man not fuck in peace?" Charlene's humiliating moans punctuated Kholl's question.
"Who told you to stop?" shrugged Orr. "Just point me in the direction and I will be on my way..."
"Fine!" screamed Kholl, Charlene's ooh's now in full blossom. "I flung her somewhere..." He looked annoyed being forced to turn around, "Over there!" He pointed lazily to the bar.
"See! That wasn't so hard now, was it!"
"Whatever man..." Kholl increased the intensity of his thrusts and the ferocity of his strikes.
Meanwhile, the big and mean Shilvi was being ruined by three men. The tall amazon hung like a punching bag from the ceiling, with two barbarian's taking turns on her wet, hard body, turning it different shades of purple, while another fucked her brains out from behind.
"Oooh! BIG fan of what you are doing there guys, keep it up!" Orr screamed to his buddies, as he passed the three men by.
"Hey thanks man!" responded one of them, and then resumed Shilvi's hard beating.
"Now where in the blasted hell is that useless Valeria?"
Valeria's heart skipped a beat when she heard Orr's voice. She scampered behind the barrels, hiding herself from view and peeking out in between the gap.
"Here kitty, kitty...yoo hooo!"
Valeria gulped and sweat buckets. She clamped her mouth with her palm, her breath stuttering as she tried to remain quiet.
"Hey Kholl!"
"What? What the fuck is it now?" Kholl screamed back, so did Charlene in ecstasy.
"She isn't here!"
"You sure?"
Orr sighed and shook his head.
"Of course I am sure! Where do you think I am standing now?"
Kholl appeared annoyed and took out his anger on Charlene's stomach. Curiously, the young Valkyrie was moaning in pleasure, turned on by her cruel domination.
"I don't know where she is then!"
"What...did the earth swallow her then!?" howled Orr.
"Come on man..." Charlene's moans increased in their frequency and volume. Then a bulb lit up over Kholl's head.
"Did you check behind the barrels?"
Orr turned around to see the glint of Valeria's big blue eyes between the gap.
"Never mind!" He screamed. "Found her!"
Valeria shivered with fear as Orr walked towards her. Sharp shrieks accompanied her labored breathing, as she tried to crawl away. Orr grabbed her long, blonde hair and pulled her up.
Blood erupted from her lips, and mixed with drool that went flying out of her mouth. Her blonde hair twirled with her head, and back to the other side when Orr punched in her opposite cheek.
"AHHHHHH!"
A hard knee to her crotch had her howling in agony, and an elbow to her back dumped her face into the floor. Valeria lay twitching on the hard floor, involuntarily humping the concrete as she convulsed. It caught Kholl's attention.
He looked down at Charlene, and watched the broken, and horny mess of woman, unfurl on the table and pass out with a remnant of his lust, running down her thighs. Satisfied, he began to walk towards Valeria with a smile.
"Mind if I take a few swings?" He queried. Orr was happy to oblige.
"Go right ahead!"
His large palm wrapped around a lock of Valeria's hair and pulled her up. Orr locked Valeria's arms behind her back, leaving her vulnerable to Kholl. The infiltrator wasted no time in beginning his assault. Rushing in with a lick of his lips.
"AHHH! UFFF! FUCKKKK! ARGGHHHH!"
Kholl's hands began striking Valeria's breasts, punching her mounds bluish-purple. Orr chimed in from behind with an occasional knee between her legs. The men switched positions, then switched back and changed one more time till Valeria was a battered mess. Satisfied with their attack, the men proceeded to fuck her brains out, till they left her orgasming on the floor.
As the morning sun rose, the Barbarians had finally satiated their lust, leaving the women covered in it and out cold. Valeria cut a sorry figure, laying folded in half, with her glutes pointing to the ceiling. Shilvi was still strung up, beaten, fucked and out cold, while Charlene still cooed from another orgasm.
Ebony lay spread wide on a table, knocked out. The Valkyrie's would take a hard lesson from this beating, and never again rile the Barbarians up again.
