It's too big she thought as the stretched virgin flesh sent out waves of aching pain. It felt as though her sides would split and she'd be torn in half. She moaned and tilted her head, brushing her lips inadvertently against his, sending more erotic shivers through her. Her hand reached for the base of his cock to prevent his withdrawal, inexplicably enjoying the strange but exciting feeling of being so completely filled despite the terrible ache it caused. He intercepted her hand and pinned her arm above her head. "Do you want more or not?" ************ In a world where towering giants rule over the lands, young virgins are chosen from small villages as tributes to satisfy the desires of their colossal masters. Bound by chains and stripped of their innocence, these virgins become slaves to the giants' unquenchable lust. Among them is a group of women who, despite their fate, secretly plot to reclaim their freedom. As they navigate the dangerous and forbidden world of their captors, they must balance their survival with the growing passions that threaten to consume them. Can they escape their enslavement, or will the giants' desires forever hold them in bondage? The Giants & Sex Slaved Virgins and other stories is a tale of raw power, sex, lust, and the struggle for liberation, where forbidden pleasure blurs the lines between captor and captive. Prepare for an intense journey of domination, submission, and rebellion in this dark and provocative fantasy.
(A willing sacrifice leads to an unexpected outcome.)
All persons involved in sexual situations are over 18+
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The beast's lair was a full three days of travel from her city, but the journey was pleasant enough. They rode on open carts softened with hay-stuffed woolen pillows, and the late summer heat was mitigated by a soft breeze that swept up from the sea, sowing their hair and clothes with the scents of salt and the warmth of the olive groves that lined the hills below the road.
The road cut an uneven path along the high ridges of the rugged countryside and from this height Caliope could see a thin line of pale bluish green shining out in the hazy distance framed only by the pale sky and the heavy green of the rolling hills.
The girl sitting across from her started crying again and was rewarded with a weepy hug from a similarly swollen and red-eyed girl. She looked away, back to the rolling hills and shifted uncomfortably.
Calliope had joined the group two days ago, and they'd done nothing else but weep since she'd been there.
There were two carts rocking gently along the road, both could hold ten passengers, and very nearly did. A small guard accompanied them on foot, led by a stiff necked captain who rode ahead on horseback. They weren't there to protect the cargo of women so much as prevent them from escaping.
She grimaced. She'd been trying to distract herself with the blue sky and scented breeze, but the grim soldiers and the incessant sobbing kept pulling her back to the present dilemma. Well perhaps not a dilemma, so much as a terrible and hopeless situation. She'd volunteered to be part of the tribute, to save her family the loss of her more promising sister, who, even at 19, already had numerous proposals. There were tributes every five years, sometimes gold, sometimes livestock, and every town gave their part. This year the creature had demanded young women.
She repressed a shudder. Most of these girls hadn't volunteered, they were the youngest marriagable daughters in their households, all from prominent families with more than three daughters from different towns. The councils of each city had decided that this was the fairest way to choose the women. It would have been too much to bare to make the parents, mothers and fathers, choose among their own beloved children, and there would be a riot if they asked such a price of the poorer citizens, who already suffered enough.
She raked her gaze silently over them for the hundredth time in the last two days. Two or three sat more or less stoically, already resigned, as she was, to their fate. One near her prayed softly to Artemis to protect her. No one spoke much.
Another breeze swept over them carrying the Mediterranean on its wings, as if the south wind himself was lending them what little comfort he could. Her stomach began to cramp into a small knot and she gave in a little to her fear, praying along silently with the pleading whispers next to her. The young woman next to her was begging protection from the maiden goddess Artemis. Caliope prayed to Athena. Not for protection, but for wisdom and for courage. For strength.
None of them knew their fate. She assumed death, it made it easier to deal with. Though some might disagree, she felt it was truly the worst fate. If she expected death and got something else, well then she was ahead wasn't she? She was not too proud to save her life though slavery or servitude.
She sighed out loud and turned away from the swollen eyes and watched a young shepherd guide his flock over the rocks of a nearby hill. He paused to watch them, squirming lamb under one arm. She lifted a hand, and he smiled, lifting his free hand in response. Suddenly she felt calmer, more centered. It would be okay, everyone would be okay.
For her family it would be as though she were married to a man who lived in a distant land. They would suffer no great loss. She thought of her sister's tear streaked face as she left with the soldiers and touched the silver serpentine bracelet on her arm that she had been made to take with her. Her sister's bracelet.
She fought the sorrow that welled up in her chest and wrapped her arms around herself, rubbing her bare skin.
In the distance the thin blue line had widened to an ever growing expanse. They were nearly there. They paused at one more town, the last one, and witnessed their final heartbreaking scene of a family forced to part with their child. The girl was lifted gently by guilty looking guards onto the second cart. She was beautiful, despite her reddened eyes, and she waved tearfully. Only her father waved back, her mother and sisters having already collapsed in grief and mourning into the dust. Calliope watched the man as the cart rolled forward, standing like a statue, frozen with cold misery, one hand raised, his family in a heap at his feet. She pushed her own family out of her mind again and took deep breaths. Whatever else, she had her honor left, and what little composure she was able to muster.
Not far from the village, maybe an hour's march, the road tapered off, and they were unloaded and led through a prettyish woods which opened up into a rolling pasture land dotted with grey rock and framed beyond by the sea which crashed slowly and rhythmically against the low rocky cliffs. Under any other circumstance she would have been moved by the beauty and serenity of the place. Now she felt only dread.
One cliff rose up into a rocky spire before them and where the grey stone met emerald grass, a black opening rose up into view.
Caliope was seized with sudden fear and stopped short instinctively. She wasn't the only one. The guards let them stare a moment before prodding them forward like skittish ewes. The cavern loomed overhead, as high at least as five tall men. She had heard that the creature was a giant. Some said he was a titan who escaped Zeus's fury, others that he was a Cyclops. One even said he was a great serpent like the one Perseus slew.
As they entered the cave she inhaled. The air was surprisingly dry, and smelled only of the sea air, not death and rot as she had expected.
The guards paused them at the entrance, most of them glancing anxiously around, nervously fingering their hilts. From somewhere at the back of the great cavern a man appeared. He was average looking, at least, that is, there was nothing strange or monstrous about him, even if he was a bit rough and worn around the edges. His squared jaw was shadowed with the hint of a beard and his hair was longish and loose, the ends brushing his sturdy looking shoulders. He nodded with familiarity to the captain who eyed him suspiciously, but nodded back.
There was a guard near her standing close to the back. She leaned closer to him and whispered "Who is that?"
He leaned forward, his mouth near her ear. "The creature's servant."
"Ah."
The man walked past the captain and gave a quick appraisal, noting each girl quickly, pausing briefly at one or two. As his eyes moved she caught them and held them a moment. They were a piercing blue grey. She wondered if he saw the question in her own dark eyes. If he did, she couldn't see an answer in his.
"This it?" he asked coolly.
The captain bristled.
"This is the tribute." he responded with a tight voice, emphasizing the word tribute."Very well. You may go."
He motioned for the women to follow. "This way."
The Captains jaw twitched and after a hesitant moment motioned his solders to move out. She felt a hand on her shoulder and turned to see the guard behind her give her a sad and apologetic look. She gave him what she hoped was a reassuring smile and followed the man who was already disappearing before her. No one else moved until she was halfway across the broad cavern floor. Slowly, a few at a time, they stumbled and shuffled forward. She didn't turn around but she could hear them whimpering.
She straighten her shoulders and marched on into the dark unknown uneasily.
They passed through torch lit stone halls until they paused at one of the heavy doors that looked like it might be bolted directly into the stone. He opened it and stood aside. She entered first, tentatively. The room was empty, causing an involuntary sigh of relief. The room wasn't large, but it was lined with pillowed benches, and there was a table with some food and water at the far end. It was at least more comfortable than a prison cell, or cage, and it sparked a dangerous hope in her heart. Then again, she reconsidered as the others filed past her, perhaps this was the only place to put them for the time being.
"Wait here." Was all the servant said before he closed the door behind him. They all just looked at each other for a while, a few still clinging to others for comfort.
Calliope turned and tried the door. It was locked, as she suspected.
"What shall become of us." whispered a young girl with wide terrified brown eyes. She looked like a doe cornered by a hunter, trembling with fear.
"It's going to eat us!" squealed another.
"No," Calliope responded, "I don't think so. Why wouldn't they just throw us in a cage or prison if that were the case." No one answered. "Besides, I'm sure we're all too skinny too make a good meal." She tried to smile light-heartedly to ease the oppressive weight of their united fear.
"Maybe young girls taste better." Another one whispered, making her neighbor whimper.
"What else can a giant want from us?" Said another, almost angrily. "We're going to die!" This caused another round of tears and sobbing, which was frankly getting tiresome, and wasn't helping her retain her composure.
"Why aren't you afraid?" Asked the doe eyed girl.
"I am." She admitted. The girl only nodded and curled up her knees to her chest on one of the benches.
No one touched the food.
After an eternity the servant returned.
"The master is here."
They all stared at him, some in open horror. He let out an impatient sigh.
"Well don't all jump up at once. Let's go. Up, all of you." One by one they rose and approached the door. Calliope had sat next to the door on the floor, and waited until they'd all filed out until rising and bringing up the rear. She thought of turning around and making a dash for it, but then thought of all those poor girls facing their fate alone while she hid like a coward. Besides she thought glancing behind her, who knows where those corridors led. Out of the pot and into the fire she mused.
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"Mr. Evans, please maintain some dignity. Don't forget I'm your brother's wife!" Having caught her husband and best friend together in the bed, Elena wanted nothing more than to exact revenge on the people she once called family. She refused to be a pitiful divorcee and vowed to make everyone who had once looked down on her beg for forgiveness. And to start with her newfound freedom, Elena indulges in a one-night stand with a stranger. However, what was meant to be a fleeting escape turns into a nightmare when she learns that the stranger is none other than her husband's older brother! Would Elena be free from the shackles of her marriage? Or would the mysterious stranger make her life a living hell since he seemed to have a personal vendetta against his family? [The story is 18+ and involves mature content.]
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