The Cinder Girl's Eighteenth Birthday
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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
7
Views:
25,583
Reviews:
9
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Fleeing From Home
Chapter Six: Fleeing From Home
A week later the wood-carver and the leathersmith were taking a walk by the woods.
\"Look, my friend,\" said the leathersmith pointing ahead. \"Is that who I think it is?\"
The wood-carver smiled when he saw who it was. There was no mistaking that face and figure of the cinder girl they had fucked many times a week ago.
\"I wonder where the beautiful lass is going.\"
The cinder girl was running away from home. She had been beaten and shouted at by her stepmother and stepsisters when they found her that morning in her bedroom lying on the floor and all covered in urine. She was in too much pain to get up, so she had remained on the floor all night long.
She tried to explain to them between sobs that she had been raped by two men who had entered her room. Instead of consoling her they shouted at her and accused her of being a dirty whore and gave her a beating.
She got cleaned up and went about her chores, but she was in great pain from the many unforgettable fucks she had been given the night before.
A few days went by. The cinder girl was afraid her stepmother and stepsisters would rape her again with the wooden cock, so she packed her few meager belongings into a bag and sneaked out of the house early in the morning before they awakened.
She did not know where to go, but she knew she had to get far, far away from her stepmother and stepsisters.
Anyplace would be better than back there, she thought.
Suddenly a pair of hands grabbed her around the waist and lifted her off the ground. She was spun around to face the person who had grabbed her and was now holding her firmly in his arms. Her eyes widened in horror.
It was the wood-carver. His friend the leathersmith stood beside him. They both leered at her.
She screamed. A flood of painful memories came to her mind.
She squirmed and tried to break free. She could not bear it if they had their way with her again.
\"Where do you think you are going, lass?\" asked the wood-carver.
\"Let me go!\" she cried.
\"Oh, but we had so much fun with you last week. We must do it again,\" said the wood-carver.
\"Yes, you are a great fuck,\" said the leathersmith. \"I am becoming aroused just thinking of that night we shared.\"
\"So am I,\" said the wood-carver. \"Let us all go in the woods right now. We could take turns giving her more unforgettable fucks.\"
\"Splendid idea,\" said the leathersmith. \"I miss feeling my cock inside her warm mouth as well as in her tight pussy and in her tight little ass.\"
The cinder girl screamed and struggled to break free, but the wood-carver was much too strong for her. He held her firmly by the waist and dragged her into the woods. The leathersmith followed.
The cinder girl was shaking with fear. When they reached a small clearing in the woods the wood-carver threw her down onto the ground and pounced on her. He covered her body with his and hitched the shirt of her dress up. Then he pushed her knees apart, pulled out his huge throbbing cock and drove it home.
She shrieked as his massive cock impaled her. He had driven it all the way inside. He moaned with pleasure as he enjoyed the tightness of her pussy wrapped around his cock.
She feels so good, he thought as he began thrusting in and out. He picked up speed with each thrust. Soon he was pounding her pussy with fierce abandon.
He made up his mind that he would fuck her at least a dozen more times before selling her to the Madam who owned and operated the local brothel.
Suddenly he heard a voice that said, \"Excuse me, but would you please stop what you are doing?\"
The wood-carver looked over his shoulder to see who would dare interrupt him during his fucking.
He was shocked to see a group of five male strangers surrounding them. Two of them had swords aimed at the leathersmith and the other three were aiming their swords directly at him.
The man who appeared to be the leader of the group stepped closer and brought the tip of his sword\'s blade to the wood-carver\'s neck.
The wood-carver stopped in mid-fuck and muttered an oath under his breath. He slowly pulled his cock out of the cinder girl\'s pussy.
\"Slowly get up and do not try anything foolish,\" said the man pointing the sword at him.
A week later the wood-carver and the leathersmith were taking a walk by the woods.
\"Look, my friend,\" said the leathersmith pointing ahead. \"Is that who I think it is?\"
The wood-carver smiled when he saw who it was. There was no mistaking that face and figure of the cinder girl they had fucked many times a week ago.
\"I wonder where the beautiful lass is going.\"
The cinder girl was running away from home. She had been beaten and shouted at by her stepmother and stepsisters when they found her that morning in her bedroom lying on the floor and all covered in urine. She was in too much pain to get up, so she had remained on the floor all night long.
She tried to explain to them between sobs that she had been raped by two men who had entered her room. Instead of consoling her they shouted at her and accused her of being a dirty whore and gave her a beating.
She got cleaned up and went about her chores, but she was in great pain from the many unforgettable fucks she had been given the night before.
A few days went by. The cinder girl was afraid her stepmother and stepsisters would rape her again with the wooden cock, so she packed her few meager belongings into a bag and sneaked out of the house early in the morning before they awakened.
She did not know where to go, but she knew she had to get far, far away from her stepmother and stepsisters.
Anyplace would be better than back there, she thought.
Suddenly a pair of hands grabbed her around the waist and lifted her off the ground. She was spun around to face the person who had grabbed her and was now holding her firmly in his arms. Her eyes widened in horror.
It was the wood-carver. His friend the leathersmith stood beside him. They both leered at her.
She screamed. A flood of painful memories came to her mind.
She squirmed and tried to break free. She could not bear it if they had their way with her again.
\"Where do you think you are going, lass?\" asked the wood-carver.
\"Let me go!\" she cried.
\"Oh, but we had so much fun with you last week. We must do it again,\" said the wood-carver.
\"Yes, you are a great fuck,\" said the leathersmith. \"I am becoming aroused just thinking of that night we shared.\"
\"So am I,\" said the wood-carver. \"Let us all go in the woods right now. We could take turns giving her more unforgettable fucks.\"
\"Splendid idea,\" said the leathersmith. \"I miss feeling my cock inside her warm mouth as well as in her tight pussy and in her tight little ass.\"
The cinder girl screamed and struggled to break free, but the wood-carver was much too strong for her. He held her firmly by the waist and dragged her into the woods. The leathersmith followed.
The cinder girl was shaking with fear. When they reached a small clearing in the woods the wood-carver threw her down onto the ground and pounced on her. He covered her body with his and hitched the shirt of her dress up. Then he pushed her knees apart, pulled out his huge throbbing cock and drove it home.
She shrieked as his massive cock impaled her. He had driven it all the way inside. He moaned with pleasure as he enjoyed the tightness of her pussy wrapped around his cock.
She feels so good, he thought as he began thrusting in and out. He picked up speed with each thrust. Soon he was pounding her pussy with fierce abandon.
He made up his mind that he would fuck her at least a dozen more times before selling her to the Madam who owned and operated the local brothel.
Suddenly he heard a voice that said, \"Excuse me, but would you please stop what you are doing?\"
The wood-carver looked over his shoulder to see who would dare interrupt him during his fucking.
He was shocked to see a group of five male strangers surrounding them. Two of them had swords aimed at the leathersmith and the other three were aiming their swords directly at him.
The man who appeared to be the leader of the group stepped closer and brought the tip of his sword\'s blade to the wood-carver\'s neck.
The wood-carver stopped in mid-fuck and muttered an oath under his breath. He slowly pulled his cock out of the cinder girl\'s pussy.
\"Slowly get up and do not try anything foolish,\" said the man pointing the sword at him.