Author's Note: I intend this to be a three or four part story, the continuation of which is not yet written. My language is Spanish and there will surely be grammatical errors that i will try to solve by paying more attention and looking for someone to correct my stories.
All the characters are over 18 years old and it is a made up story product of my imagination.
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Erika regained consciousness and her first intention was to put her hand to her head to check the blow she had received while defending herself from the attackers, but her gesture was useless as she had her hands chained with shackles in front of her body and linked with a chain to the shackles that attached his ankles. She tried not to panic and remembering the lessons she had received from her father, she took a few moments to calm down and evaluate the situation, her head hurt a lot and when she tried to move it discovered that could not have been chained to the wall with a short chain that was attached to the metal collar that had been placed on her, to her relief could see that they had not stripped her, something that surprised her quite a bit given who the attackers were.
Erika closed her eyes trying to remember with all possible details what happened in the last hours, they were in their town of Stavanger celebrating the return of their father Jarl Sven 'the Redhead' from a successful looting expedition when the alarm horn sounded. They barely had time to arm themselves before the men of a rival Jarl stormed into the great hall and it all happened very quickly. In just 15 minutes the fight was lost but no one was going to surrender, least of all one of the maidens chosen by Freya to carry her mark. She remembered with tears how when she saw her father fall through a spear under the guard for a few moments and received the blow to her head that made her lose consciousness of her.
The noise of the door of the transport where was being taken from Erika pulled her out of the memories of her and although she tried to avoid being brought to light could not help it. When his eyes adapted to the sunlight and he could see where his heart was, he stopped for a moment, it was a place that she had visited often in the company of his father and that she hoped to visit often but not under those circumstances, the Upsala Slave Market was one of the most important in Scandinavia.
Without Erika noticing, someone hooked a chain to her necklace and pulled her towards the area where they were taking all the women captured in the attack, Erika could see how they were being chained together to the exhibition posts both the young women who formed part of the booty captured by her father, like the young women of her village who were now slaves like her, looking more closely at their bodies, she could see how some of them wore the paint marks on their bodies that revealed their virginity and how those who did not they wore showed clear traces of semen between their thighs due to the continuous violations received.
'At last our Valkyrie woke up', Erika heard behind her, 'you have slept for almost four days, I came to think that I had hit you too hard, but after you finished with six of my men I could not walk with delicacy'. It was not necessary for the man who spoke of her to stand in front of her, she was well acquainted with the voice of Egil 'the Black'.
'May Hela tear off your skin and Fenris eat your meat for all eternity' Erika yelled at him, spitting in his face.
Erika's gesture only caused Egil and his men to laugh at the despair of the young woman, 'It is true what they say about you Erika, you have a tongue too sharp for a woman, I would have liked to tame you and fuck your tight ones again and again holes, but I know several merchants who will pay a fortune to buy you and train you to take you to other more distant markets, although that does not mean that we can take a look at your charms', with a quick gesture Egil ripped off Erika's clothes, leaving her naked.
One of Egil's men handed her a bowl of paint to mark her as a virgin, when Jarl just traced the symbol on Erika's belly under his fingers towards her pussy stretching her pubic hair so blond it looked white, and at the end he introduced it into the young woman's pussy looking for her clitoris. After a couple of movements and pinches he took out his fingers soaked in Erika's juices and brought them to her mouth, 'This is better than the ambrosia of the gods, whoever buys you is going to enjoy it a lot.' Egil said smiling as he turned around.
'Put her on display with all the others, but don't lose sight of her, I don't want anything strange to happen to her,' Egil shouted to her men.
When they placed Erika next to the other women, she raised her head to observe the sun and frowned to discover that noon had passed and that by then there was almost a day left for the auction.
The following hours were torture for Erin and the rest of the women, dozens of buyers came to them to inspect them, pinching their nipples, slapping their asses and sticking their fingers in their pussies, at least the virgins had some luck, the who weren't were repeatedly raped by anyone who paid a couple of coins.
Luckily the night came and the buyers retired to their stores, although that did not mean any relief for most of the young women, the cold was too intense for them to be naked and this time it was the virgins who felt envy when the rest they were taken to stores to be worn overnight.
Luckily the night came and the buyers retired to their stores, although that did not mean any relief for most of the young women, the cold was too intense for them to be naked and this time it was the virgins who felt envy when the rest they were taken to stores to be worn overnight.
When Egil entered the tent he was completely drunk and he did so accompanied by a slave with features that Erika had never seen before, approaching her and again taking his fingers to the young woman's pussy, Egil began to speak to her, 'Calm kitty, I have not changed my mind, I am not going to rape you no matter how much I want to, but one of those merchants I told you about has lent me a beautiful slave girl Suyin from far away Khitan to play tonight. He has cost me two of your virgin friends, but if half of what he has told me about her is true, it will have been worth it.'