Cat, the young thief turned kidnapper, thought she knew all about the mating rituals of the Grey Skull barbarians. But when a deal turns bad, she finds herself on the run with the very princess she had just kidnapped! Now the two must stay one step ahead of the barbarian horde or face the prospect of becoming the Grey Skull’s pleasure toys in a savage ritual of flesh and lust!
Warning! This story contains 4,697 words including m/f sex, breeding, forced sex, double penetration, multiple partners, and anonymous sex and is for adults only!
The two girls were tossed roughly into the breeding pit, little more than a large hole in the earth. The walls were higher than Cat could reach. With a running jump she might have been able to scale them, but for what? A hundred men waited above, each stronger and better armed than she was.
Tamara was sobbing, her royal dress muddy and ruined. Tears streaking down her beautiful face. Cat just wished that she had some daggers.
The chieftain stood above them, at the edge of the pit. He held up his hands. “Lo!” He boomed in a voice like granite. “Behold! As it has been since the days of the giants. As it will be when the age of man is an end. The Grey Skulls shall mate with only the finest of women to make only the finest of men!”
A shout went up from the barbarians as they raised their weapons to the sky.
The first man down into the pit was the blonde brute who had captured them. He wore nothing but a loincloth. His only weapon was between his legs. Cat could make out the bulge as he leered at the girls.
One every two minutes, that was the rule. She had seen the breeding pit only once, but it wasn’t something you forgot. She glanced up at the ring of men above the pit. This one had earned his place at the front of the line. Who would be next?
The brute made for Cat...
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Published July 22, 2012
Erotica, Literature & Fiction.