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Subject: {ASSM} rp Olde n Breeds 1/?{Rusty Magill} (SM,rape, anal, oral,)
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rp Olde n Breeds 1/?{Rusty Magill} (SM,rape, anal, oral,)
 
    It was long ago, in a valley deep in the Stark Mountains that many races 
of the olde world gathered and lived in harmony.  There were the humans, 
elves, dwarves, halflings,  and the mixed breeds of the different races.  One such 
town gathering was All is Well.  The mixed breeds were the ones who started 
the town, outcasts from any single race.   
Elves are often thought of as small and slender.  They are more often tall 
and slender; but short and tall, large and slender all shapes are possible.  
Dwarves tend to be short and stocky, while the halflings are shorter then 
dwarves, half the height of humans and portionally built to their height.  The orcs 
are tall and large of frame.

    The mountains, the forests the pastures and river all attracted this 
mixture of folk.  Patric and his woman Alana (both elf/human barbarian mix) 
started the town many years ago. Their size a sign of their mixed breeding.  Patric 
well over 6' in height and Alana almost 6', proportionally of body build.   As 
with the older races, longevity is a part of life.  The elves the oldest 
race, then the dwarves and then halflings and then finally humans and the orc 
race.  They had built their home of rock and oak timbers 50 years before the 
others started to gather.  Ageless is their look as is that of all elven ancestry.  
Headman of the town is Patric.  Mild even tempered.  Fair and just.  Alana 
lovely and kind to all.
    The pace of the town slow this time of year, with the passes blocked by 
snow.  The town fairly self-sufficient with all sharing, in times of need.   A 
knock on the cottage door and then a jingle of bells.  Patric half closes the 
bedroom door as he buttons his shirt.  The elf Lucerne tells Patric of the 
caravan that is stuck by the bridge in snow drifts.  Telling Lucerne to have the 
sleighs harnessed with the reindeer, Patric turns to the bedroom door and 
shouts that he will be back in an hour or two.  Pulling on his boots and jacket he 
closes the front door and heads to the barns.  Men of all sorts are gathered 
to freight the goods in the sleighs.  Lucerne is instructed to have fires and 
food and drink ready for the arriving caravan.
    The line of sleighs swoosh through the gates, clouds of snow kicked up by 
the runners, the clop of hooves as the reindeer gain speed. 
    As evening falls the increased snow has made the hills outside the town 
slow and treachous in the increasing dark.  Signals are passed to the town that 
tomorrow they will bring the traders and goods to the town.
    Lucerne sends men to the homes of the sleighers to make sure that the 
houses are warm and secure for the night.  Approaching the main cottage, the elf 
and dwarf, stop and knock on the door of the dark cottage.  Looking in a 
window, embers from the large fireplace are firebugs in the bottom of the hearth.  
Opening the door, they call a greeting; but no answer.  Taking wood from the 
porch, they build a large warming fire in the master fireplace.  Then the dwarf 
goes to the kitchen to start a fire in the oven.  That also had burned low.  
Gently knocking on the bedroom door the elf swings it open and is surprised to 
find that there is no one there.  The embers also fireflies in the bottom of 
the hearth.  
    Thinking the lady must be visiting or staying with another this night, he 
finds the dwarf in the greatroom.  Bring more wood from the stockpiles and we 
will load up the porch for the Patric the dwarf is instructed.  Then make a 
fire in the oven and we will make fresh bread and coffee to be ready for his 
and his ladies return.
    Going back into the bedroom, lantern lighting the room, the large four 
post bed dominating the room.  Ornate carving on the large headboard and 
footboard.  Other bas relief carving on the other wooden furniture and the fireplace 
mantle.  Seeing a door and thinking maybe this be a basement room, that there 
might be wood stored for the winter in the cellar.  Opening the door and 
slowly climbing down the steps, a large room sprawls before him.  Barren of 
tapestries, the walls hold many items and ropes and pulleys hang from the high 
ceiling.  The room must be the height of two men.  Wooden machines and tables fill 
the floor and walls.  
    Quietly, the elf moves to a splash of red in his hooded lantern light.  
There is the lady, back to him bent over.  Amazement passes across his face as 
he realizes the reason she is bent in the odd position.  Walking around in 
front of her,  hands and head are enclosed in wood.  She is imprisoned in a 
stock.  A red band of cloth covers her eyes.  A ball gag in her mouth held by a 
leather strap.  Her unbound silvery white hair, long and loose flowing around the 
slack head.  As he walks back around the stock the head sort of tracks his 
movement.  Finding candles he light them and the array of implements on the 
walls are shown in stark relief.  Many whips and belts and paddles hang from the 
walls.  Chains and cuffs and pincers and snaps anr prods and realistically 
crafted items of a sexual nature cover table.  A large wooden X with cuffs 
dominate one wall.  A padded saw horse of the right height is in another corner and a 
rack dominates the middle of the room.
    Looking down at the woman's bare feet, eyebolts with leather straps in 
the floor secure her ankles apart.  Spread wide more then the width of her 
shoulders.  At her left foot is her white hose and knickers.  Just in front of that 
is the white hankerchief that covered the inside of her square shaped blouse. 
   Her heavy breasts pushing forward and down on the front of her blouse.  
Reaching down to the hose an knickers, he lifts them up and raises the knickers 
to his nose.  The scent of a woman is a full bouquet to his senses.  Leaning 
down again, he touches the left ankle of the woman.  Feeling the ridge of the 
tight leather throng in her flesh.  Slowly his hand slides up the leg of the 
woman.  "Goosebumps rise on her calf.  Her leg tense and straining, the muscles 
well defined in her thigh, as his fingers touch the well textured and ageless 
flesh.  Slightly leaning forward to the stocks, she is bent at the waist.  
Fingers touch the slight roll of belly flesh, and a shiver involunteerly moves 
under the skin.
    With his other hand the elf lifts the dress and throws it over her back 
and head.  Firm globes of arse cheeks, shiver with the cool air.  Bending down, 
hands between her thighs, his fingers trace the inside of her legs.  Tight 
and muscled and then the soft flesh of the inner thighs.  Fingers like a spiders 
feet tickle the flesh, gently caressing up to the juncture of her legs and 
then cupping  the pouting lips of her mound.  Cheeks jiggle slightly as his 
fingers pull at the lips and rub the spongy tissue.  
    Reaching around to the front his hands caress the warm belly flesh and 
then stroke at the wirey hair of her bush.  Sawing along the valley of her 
womanhood, his fingers work their way into the slowly lubricating groove.  Crotch 
pushed against her ass cheeks, his penis elongates in his breeches.  Pushing 
tighter against the woman, his move along her belly and stomach and cups 
underneath her large round breasts.  Swaying gently his hands lift up the heavy jugs. 
 Feeling the nipples extended from the round orbs, the elve's fingers gently 
squeeze the nipples rolling them between his fingers.  Further they elongate 
and harden.  
    As he is caressing the nipples, violent spasms shake her legs and they 
jerk and contract.  Moving back away he rubs the backs of the legs and calves 
until they relax.  The shaking stops and then the woman stands still.  Waiting.  
    Reaching to his crotch the elf releases the codpiece on the front of his 
tights.  His penis leaps out hard and bobbing.  The hot flesh touches the side 
of the woman's thigh and then the inside of her velvety flesh; but still to 
low to find a home in her body.  Stepping back, the elf pulls a short one step 
stool over and climbs up.  Leaning forward his penis slides between her 
thighs, rubbing along the bottom of her pussy lips.  Reaching around with his left 
arm, he pulls her waist tight, while his right hand reaches around and fingers 
push at her lips.    Slickness and warmth as one and then two fingers slide 
into her pussy.  Pushing from behind his cock stabs at the lips and then part 
them, sliding the head into her warm moist hole.  Lifting up on his toes, his 
cock slides all the way in pushing her slightly forward, then lowering he slides 
back out till only the mushroom head is still lodged.  Again and again he 
raises on his toes and then lowers back down on his flat feet.  His index finger 
now rubbing slowly at the bump of her clit.  Rubbing his finger in her slick 
pussy, he again slides the finger over her raising bump.  Cock slides in again 
and then out, this time losing his balance his feet fall to the floor.  
Quickly back up on the stool and again sliding deep into the wet hole.  Pussy 
tightening and squeezing at his cock.  Almost milking it.  Feeling the cum rising in 
his cock, he pushes tight against her hole as the first spurt of white sperm 
splashes inside her pussy.  A second and then a third spurt as the liquid 
empties.  The woman's ass cheeks tighten as she squeeze her thighs tight to hold 
the softening flesh.  With a soft plop his penis slides out drips of cum fall 
to the floor and run down the woman's thighs.  The elf is still rubbing at her 
clit, when he hears clomping around above his head.
    Leaving the woman there he climbs up the stairs adjusting his front.  
Drops of semen staining his tights.  Stomping around the kitchen the dwarf is 
surly.  Being cold out and he had to do all the work outside.  The elf pulls him 
to the side and into the bedroom.  With his finger to his lip to silence the 
dwarf, he tells of his discovery in the basement room.  The dwarf is reluctant 
as the penalty for rape can be very severe.  But the elf says that the laws of 
the town state, "that if one of the partner's does not say, NO.  Then it is 
legal.  The woman downstairs didn't say no to me.  Of course she has a gag in 
her mouth; but I didn't put it there.
    The dwarf thinks for a minute and then softly treads down the stairs.  
Looking across the room, he sees the bare arse of the woman, white and inviting. 
 Also the fact that not many woman are willing to have sex with the dwarf.  
He is not the most attractive or pleasant person in the encampment.  The whores 
are reluctant, because of his disposition and his cheapness.
    Crossing the floor till he is standing behind the woman, he reaches down 
and swipes at the folds of her pussy lips.  The coarse grope, causes the woman 
to try to pull away from the fingers; but little movement is possible.  
Comical to the elf looking from the side, the dwarf walks under the bent form of 
the woman and reaches up and squeezes her breasts and then pulls at her nipples. 
 Tugging hard and twisting and pinching.  Squirming the woman can not escape 
his grasp.  Then reaching up with his mouth his teeth pull cruelly at a 
nipple.  His hand mauling the other breast and nub.  A soft sound of a whimper pushs 
at the ball gag.  Reaching down with his hand, his fingers grab a pussy lip 
and pull and twist the swollen tissue.  The woman's body again is twisting a 
best she can to escape the teeth and fingers.
    The elf walks around to the front of the woman, and lifting the skirt off 
her head, gently caresses her face.  Taking the water bottle hanging from the 
stock and a rag, he wets it and dabs it to her lips.  Lips greedily reach for 
the wetness of the rag, sucking at the water.
    The dwarf has now pulled a low table around the back of the woman and 
standing on the table, he has found the height that he needs.  Dropping his pant 
around his ankles, his swollen cock springs free and he pushes forward fingers 
probing the abused lips and cock pushing between her legs and  then into her 
pussy.  The monster cock was out of proportion to the dwarf.  Long and fat, 
the head pushed cruelly between her lips and the thick shaft when deeper and 
deeper into her tunnel.  The walls expanding slowly to accomodate the huge tool.  
    As he pushed all the way in, he slammed hard into her body, forcing her 
shoulders to slam into the stock.  Pulling back quickly, again he slams full 
force into her pussy, again slamming her body forward against the unyielding 
wood.  One hand wrapped around her waist the other mauling her left breast.  
Pinching and pulling and squeezing.  Snorts from the woman's nostrils the only 
relief to vocalize her pain.  The dwarf still pounding at the sore tissues of her 
pussy and lips.
    The elf, horny in spite of the bestial lust of the dwarf, pushes his 
again hard penis at the woman's hand, forcing her to encircle the hard shaft.  The 
coolness of her fingers warming with the friction of his strokes.  Her 
fingers now scratching at the underside of his cock.  The feeling overwhelming.  
Pulling at the strap of her gag, he pulls it out and jams his swollen cock deep 
into her mouth.  Swollen tongue licks at her lips as best she can.  Gagging 
slightly at the tickling in the back of her throat and finally gasping for air, 
her tongue and lips suck and lick at the invading cock.  The elf gasps in 
pleasure and push a load of cum deep in the back of her throat.  Pulling out too 
far, spurts of cum land in her hair and are dripping down her face.  Still her 
tongue licks at the head of his cock.
    The dwarf, like a machine sawing in and out; but the pleasure is pushing 
at the woman.  Her legs squeeze tight to milk at the monster cock.  Her body 
shaking as the orgasm builds and then a long moan escapes her lips.  The orgasm 
ends, but the dwarf still pounds at her flesh.  His cock not softening or 
slowing down as it stokes her swollen hot flesh.  Long strokes pounding her into 
the hard wood, shoulders aching.
    The dwarf with one hand now smacks her left ass cheek.  Hard slaps of 
flesh and louds gasps of pain.  Finally pulling back till the huge mushroom head 
is still enclosed in her pussy, the dwarf leans overs and drops a large glob 
of spit on the hole of her arse.  Taking a short stubby finger, he pushes it 
deep into the tight hole.  The woman groans as the finger saws in and out of her 
ass.  Finally pulling out of her pussy, he aims his cock at the small hole of 
her ass.  Slamming forward it partially is deflected and then the head is 
partially jammed at the opening.  Pulling hard on her waist, he pushes forward 
and the cock slowly sinks into the tortured ring of flesh.  
    Two, three then four fingers plunge into her pussy pushing and mauling 
her flesh.  The cock still slowly sinking deeper into her hole.  Standing on his 
toes, he pushes and a long low scream announces that his cock is lodged 
totally in her ass.  The coarse pubic hair scratching at her ass.  His thumb now 
poking and rubbing hard on her clit.  His other hand now pulling and twisting 
her nipple.  Squeezing and pinching.  Pulling back slowly his cock eases out of 
her hole and then slamming quickly back in till again he is buried.  Stroke 
after hard stroke pushing at the bruised flesh.  A steady moan issuing from her 
lips, eyes glazed over, looking but  not seeing.
    Another orgasm wracks her body, the muscles shake with all the weakening 
energy of her body.  The dwarf standing on his toes he is now pounding harder, 
he leans over and bites at the soft flesh of her shoulder.  Red circles of 
teeth marks showing his lust.  Finally a hard thrust smacking the shoulders to 
the wood and a spurt of fluid flies deep in the woman's bowels.  Another and 
then another as he just motionless, shoots globs of cum into the woman.  Pulling 
free with a pop, the fluid runs down her ass to her thighs and pussy and then 
puddles on the wood between her feet.  The savage attack can be seen in the 
pink and brown spots in the cum.  The dwarf climbs down from the table and 
looks at the handywork of his effort.  The womans legs are shaking as cramps 
expell fluid from her gaping hole.  Cramps in her legs force cries of pain from her 
lips.  A wide smile splits the dwarfs broad lips.  To many times have women 
made fun of him, and now he has humiliated another lovely woman.  Life is good, 
he thinks.  It is just over an hour since the woman's torment began.  The 
dwarf indicates to the elf that he is going to find some drink.  Stomping up the 
stairs, he leaves the peaceful cottage.     
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