The Sacrifices for Peace

Here's a longer chapter for you. A bit insecure about this chapter a bit more smutty detail than I'm used to writing. I hope you enjoy. Thank you all for your kind reviews. you guys are awesome.

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Branwen slammed the door to their bed room, her face was red with indignity and disgust. She barely heard Jared come in but she was aware of him the moment he went to the drinks cabinet and poured two glasses of wine. She paced angrily, like a cadged wild cat whose dinner had been taken away. Jared offered her the glass and she took it. She was still angry at him but they had bigger problems at hand.

“How dare he!” she snapped at her husband.

“I’m so sorry Branwen” Jared said defeated taking a sip of his wine. “Sit down, you’re meant to still be resting”

Branwen sat on the bed and gulped her wine in a rather un-lady like fashion, Jared followed suit and re-filled both glasses.

In her head Branwen replayed the scene.


/Flash back/

“Are you pregnant yet?” He had asked without so much as a greeting or looking at her.

“No sire” she had answered. She had had her period the day after the wedding.

“Not good enough” he had told them. “Son I know she is a Galphorian Whore but you need to establish an heir” the older man coughed and spluttered his rage at the pair of them making his illness worse. “If she cannot please you she will have to be taught, get one of the harem girls to assist, now go, Jared you will have a new man servant to monitor you for I do not believe you are using a masterful enough hand with her”

/End of flashback/


She had barely touched her dinner; she had noticed Jared hadn’t either. The way he looked at her now made her freeze mid-sip. He stood and offered her his hand. She finished her sip and took it. She would get pregnant and then neither of them would be able to bother her at all or touch her. She would raise her son or daughter properly, alone if need be.


There was no attempt at affection, in fact Jared was so angry at his father he was being more rough than necessary. He ripped the laces of her dress off and removed the dress leaving her naked before him.


She could see the fire and the anger behind his eyes and it frightened her she went to push him away but he grabbed her wrists to stop her. She couldn’t back out, he knew it and this was his so called gentle reminder, they both knew the alternative would be for her to be declared a harlot and be killed. Jared would not allow that to happen.


He bent her over the bed; he did not want her to see him angry as he fucked her. He did not want to scare her. He ran his hands down her back and over her buttocks then down her thighs smoothing the delicate skin behind the knees before sliding back up the inside of her thighs pushing her legs apart.


Branwen felt him part her thighs and waited, she was aware she was trembling with a mixture of fear and expectance. Suddenly his hands were gone and his footsteps retreating were the only noise in the near silent room. Branwen lay there before slowly rolling over. He was sat at the table with his head down, his hands tangled tightly in his hair.

Branwen slowly rose to her feet and walked to him.

“Do you want me to leave?” she asked softly.


“not like this” he said looking up at her. “I fucked those whores for one reason, so I wouldn’t end up forcing myself on you and I still end up forcing myself on you”


Branwen barely heard his words but she knew what she had to do, for the first time in their marriage, she had to lie to him.

“I understand why you did that. But I want you Jared. I don’t want you to think you’re forcing yourself on me. I’m willing to have sex with you. You are my husband and we are going to have a long and happy life together. I know it” she could see this made no difference so she tried the truth

“when you came in drunk with those two whores hanging around I was so angry at you because I was jealous. You never give me any of your time. Then you only want me when you’re drunk. I know I can’t satisfy you but I am willing to try.”

He looked up at her and she gently kissed his lips. He stood and kissed her hard and full of lust and desire.


“I want you every day I only have the balls to act on it when I’m drunk” he said lifting her up and taking her over to the bed. Hearing how she’d been jealous had sparked a new fire in him. He laid her on the bed and kissed her hard dominating her mouth while his hands slide over her body, massaging her breasts before twisting and pulling at her nipples.

She replied to his kisses almost hungrily, He pulled away and knelt between her open legs. He parted her lips and rubbed her clit slowly his eyes watching her. She closed her eyes; she didn’t want to watch him playing with her body. She didn’t want sex with him but she knew she had to so she let the pleasure overcome her blocking out her thoughts.


He played with her clit watching her squirm before he leant down and plunged his tongue deep inside her. He heard her gasp and felt her muscles react. He held her hips still fucking her with his tongue while his finger worked her clit.

She was panting her hips bucking in pleasure. He moved his mouth to her clit and sucked hard. He thrust to fingers into her and pulled them out before thrusting them into her ass. She cried out in surprise and pain, her eyes snapping open. He continued to fuck her ass moving her legs so they were over his shoulders to give him better access. Her body adjusted and soon she was lost in the mixture of pleasure and pain he was giving her. She came hard, her body shaking. He pulled his fingers from her ass and wiped them in his dressing gown.


“Get on your hands and knees” he told her undoing his belt and throwing it across the room. She didn’t move just stared at him as if he was mad and he smacked her bottom. “Come on, I promise you’ll enjoy it”



The smack though it stung just turned her on more, it made her face burn with embarrassment, she wasn’t sure if he had noticed but slowly she got to her hands and knees. She soon felt his naked body cover hers, his hands over hers keeping them down, it was so degrading and submissive she thought at first but when his hand left hers and found her clit she moaned.


He adjusted her position some before thrusting into her, she cried out in pleasure. He grunted, she was so tight he did not know if he could handle it. He began fucking her, slowly at first but grabbing her hips he began slamming into her, He took her to the edge and pushed her over it. Her body shuddered and her muscles squeezed his penis and he came inside her. He slapped her ass, enjoying the response his got him, her muscles clenched with each of the series of slaps. They were hard but not too hard that she would be soar when she woke the following morning.



He rode out his orgasm but he was not finished by far, he sat with his back against the corner of the bed and beckoned her with one finger. She went to him and kissed him softly. The sex had been great, she had enjoyed it and part of her was interested to learn more from her husband while the other part of her hung her head in shame.


He pulled her into his lap so that her back was against his chest he pulled the blankets over them both and pushed her hair to one side so he could suck and lick her neck.


“So truth time now my wife” he said his hand snaking between her legs and slipping to fingers into her. “How long were you watching me and the whores in the library?”


“Only a few minutes” she lied in truth it was about ten to fifteen, He fucked her with his fingers slowly.


“That’s a lie. Did you know, it’s easy to tell when you’re lying, you scrunch your nose up when you lie, just one of the many things I’ve noticed” He said the pace torturously slow. His freehand held her hips in place to stop her bucking to meet his fingers. “How long?” He demanded.


“Ten minutes or so” she whimpered resting her head back on his shoulder. He rewarded her truth by moving a little faster, his thumb brushing her clit.


“Why so long? why didn’t you make a noise or stop me” he asked brushing her clit a bit harder so that she moaned.


“I couldn’t move, I was so hurt and upset.” She gasped.


“Wasn’t you even a little bit curious” he asked “what it was like to be fucked like that? To pleasure me as I pleasure you, to be fucked so completely”


“Yes” she said breathlessly.

“Do you want to learn?” he asked sucking at her neck.

“Yes” she gasped.

“Keri” He called suddenly causing Branwen to jump; Keri was her ladies maid, the Ladies maid Jared had gotten for her. “Keri was my personal whore; she is still my best friend. I thought once I had a wife I wouldn’t need her anymore and gave her this job instead.”

“My Lord” Keri said coming in from where she had been sewing in the other room.

“Take your clothes off and join us” he said pulling the blankets off them both. Branwen who was lost in a lustful haze moaned. “I know you desire her, I’ve been watching. I know you Keri”


Keri thought about it. She knew it wasn’t a demand and she could turn it down but she didn’t want to turn it down. The simple maids outfit was easily removed. She climbed onto the bed and crawled over to her mistress. Then her lips touched Branwen’s, Branwen hesitated before kissing back. This kiss was like none she’d ever had from Jared, it was more soft and exploring. It wasn’t unpleasant, she decided.


Jared pulled his fingers from her before she could come and the trance she had been in snapped. Jared was leaving soft reassuring kisses down her back while the girl pulled her forward. Branwen went with her and Jared lay on his side watching the pair kiss. Keri’s placed Branwen’s hands on her shoulders. Branwen took this almost balked but made herself stay, she was curious and she doubted she would get another chance like this.

She let her hands smooth the woman’s skin of her throat before exploring the pale skinned breasts and squeezing Keri’s nipples much how jarred had done to her. Keri kissed her softly, encouragingly. Jared moved behind Branwen and covered her hands with his guiding them down Keri’s body.

Branwen was surprised how wet Keri was and when she brushed the other woman’s clit, the moan of surprise almost startled her. But just as she was learning where to pinch and where to smooth for the best responses, she was pulled away.


Jared had apparently decided he wanted attention. Keri seemed to get the hint and began licking and kissing his cock. Branwen hesitated butt Jared gave her a little smile of assurance before she followed suit. When he almost came Keri pulled away and Branwen followed suit.

Groaning in frustration, Jared grabbed his wife, he was quickly losing patience he just wanted to bury his cock in her and make her scream his name but he knew he had to be patient. He kissed her heard. He heard her moan into his mouth and became immediately aware of Keri eating her mistress out. He held his wife as she trembled and bucked he could feel how close she was before Keri abandoned her.


Jared found Keri’s red hair and tangled his fist into it pulling her in for a rough kiss. Branwen watched as they kissed and pulled away. Jared rolled on top of her put her legs over his shoulders and thrust into her. Her gasp of surprised was smothered by Keri’s lips as the girl straddled her and Jared began fucking her harder and faster. She tore her lips away from Keri’s and screamed as she came.

Jared came and pulled out of her. He let her legs down and used his fingers to get Keri off. It did not take long for Keri to come. They lay in silence for a while before Branwen gave in to exhaustion and fell asleep. Jared snuggled into her and Keri slipped from the bed to wash and got about her duties.