The Slave Traders E-Book

Pierre d&apos, Amour

• Herausgeber: BookRix
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017

Beschreibung

In the capital a virgin girl like me would easily bring a hundred coins on the slave market and that was a lot of money in our times - every year young girls were disappearing without a trace and sometimes some of the cuter boys too! The trade in sexy girls was flourishing in our neck of the woods and it became harder for the boys to find themselves a decent wife . . .

Leseprobe

Pierre d'Amour

The Slave Traders

Caught and sold for Lust and Love!

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The Slave Traders

The Slave Traders

by Pierre d'Amour

BookRix Edition 2017

Copyright by Amé

Pierre d'Amour:

THE SLAVE TRADERS

Caught and sold for Lust and Love!

Cover photo by Jury Ohlopkov

without a copyright attached

1 - A happy Youth

A happy Youth

»I will get you!«, the hunter was shouting behind me as he was chasing me through the woods, my skimpy rabbit-fur skirt was flying high and he would have had a beautiful view of the bouncing naked buttocks underneath, and he had probably even caught a glimpse of my glossy camel toe! That was what the boys were calling the female sex as long as it was hairless, and mine was still as smooth as a baby's ass - but it was no secret for my chaser, that the hunt was exciting me, and with my sweet scent in his sensitive nose he would never loose my spur! The predator was after me with an unerring cunning and was slowly closing in on me, all the tricks I tried and all the turns I took were to no avail, finally I was stumbling over a root and tumbling over headfirst into the clover, I had been caught and I had to submit to the captor without a complaint: now I was his slave and if he would kill me or sell on me was his own decision!

In the capital Bratsk a virgin girl like me would easily bring a hundred coins on the slave market and that was a lot of money in our times - every year young girls were disappearing without a trace and sometimes some of the cuter boys too! The trade in sexy girls was flourishing in our neck of the woods and it became harder for the boys to find themselves a decent wife - that was probably the reason why they were fucking each other instead! My hunter had got himself a fine catch and was baring my bum without delay, he was pulling the cheeks apart and was inspecting my ass with great interest - not to ruin my price at the auction he wasn't touching my virginity: he would be absolutely content with using my backdoor as a reward for his effort to catch me! He was breathing hard because I had given him enough troubles to keep up with me - he surely had the longer legs but mine were much faster, but he had done well and was surely deserving his reward - I wasn't in real trouble though: it was only the lanky Aldo who had caught me!

He was the oldest of my five brothers and he was loving it to tackle me from the back, he had said, that my bum was even cuter than little Sari's was, and as far as I knew: my little brother Sari had the cutest one of them all! Having grown up with five older brothers and not only one single sister had made me the prime target of their curious sexuality, I was constantly hunted down and had to let them stick their dirty dickels into me - they were all young warriors and for protecting the clan and with that me too, they were expecting a reward! In the remote settlement of my family out here in the Siberian wilderness anal sex was the common way to have fun and I had lost my scruples about the practice a long time ago - but when it came down to my virginity I was prepared to fight for it like a tigress: I was destined to save my honour for a man who was loving me! Falling pregnant to one of my brothers would stamp me as a whore and I would probably be expelled from the clan - it wasn't easy to be a woman in such tough times!

I was the last daughter of the Bear Clan, which had got its name from the necessity to dig out hibernating bears from the snow when the meat was running out during the endless Siberian winters - once we had been a powerful family, but now only nine of us were left! Granny wasn't able anymore to get up from her bearskin and Auntie Arid was crippled by gout, the fire had gone cold and the moose-skin tent was leaking! Since my father had been killed on the last dangerous mission to dig out a bear Uncle Yobo had taken on the command over the clan and was entitled by right to fuck any woman he would desire, but I was the only fuckable lady left in the camp! And I would have ripped his hairy balls off if he would have tried to fill my belly with his evil seed in the attempt to create a heir: Uncle Yobo was a mean man and he was constantly ordering me into the tent for a spanking, for teasing the boys he was saying to me, but I knew, that he was just angry, that I was denying him the right to take me as his bride!

I wasn't a weak woman at all, I had the means to protect myself from harm: I had a sharp flint knife in my boot and the polished curved antler bow from my grandfather in my hand, which was so accurate and powerful, that I was able to hit a bull's eye from twenty yards away! And because I was beating all the boys with the precious weapon it had been handed down to me: I had earned myself some respect and was now responsible to supply my family with rabbits and pheasants - but when the mad old wolf had been attacking me in the woods and I had slit his throat my esteem had been rising again! Drenched in warm wolf's blood and bleeding myself Aldo had declared me a heroine and had given me the name Wolverine, he had said, that I had the strength of a wolf and the courage of a man - and after that he gave me a good shag up the bum as if I were still his little sister! As the first son he had the privilege and Tubo, Ruri and Remo had to wait for their chances - and as the youngest it was my duty to keep them happy!

I didn't really mind the affection, and to say it simple: it was all the fun I had at the Bear Clan camp! It was anyway nearly impossible to hide our emotions from each other, in their skimpy loin cloths the boys were unable to hide their arousal when they were looking at me, and during the skinny dips in the reed pond their dickels were competing for my attention! I was loving to touch those little monsters and to pull them until they spat their venom at me, Sari had the cutest and he was enjoying my tenderness, but he would never take me from the back: Sari was a little gentleman! Aldo had the biggest one and he was proud of showing it off to me, and without any shame he had offered me to take me as his wife - I was surely old enough to marry, my first red moon had set in half a year ago and felt the urge to find myself a lover! But in our valley most of the boys were gay and arrogant, I would probably find a better match at the slave market - a handsome and rich young man with manners and money, and the guts to tame the Wolverine!

I was loving the wolves in the woods and often they were allowing me to cuddle their cubs, it was very rare that a male got aggressive and was growling at me, and in the end they all were probably happy that I helped them to get rid of the old grump! More and more I became aware, that I had a deep spiritual connection with those hairy animals which made had me their friend - and after I had survived the vicious attack of their senile grandpa I had earned myself their respect too! The grey old lady was coming up to me without any hesitance and was licking my hand, her daughter was laying down in front of me whilst her three cubs we cuddling up around my ankles - I was talking to them in my language and they seemed to understand me! I learned quickly, that my whistle was pricking up their ears and was alerting their senses: they all were trusting me and would probably even try to protect me if I would be in danger - and that I was spending so much times with the wolves out in the woods made all my brothers jealous!