Lucinda the Shifter 02 - a Blacsmith's Bargain

This story is part of the 'Lucinda the Shifter' series. It takes place about a month after the events within the story that matches the series' name.

Themes for this one: Non-consent/Reluctance, Bondage (Light), Incest

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Lucinda and her party had recently run into some trouble with a band of goblins. A prolonged battle had left their Cleric badly injured, and the armour of Retgar, their party leader, in dire shape. Having collected the coin for a job well done back in town, Retgar had asked Lucinda to accompany him to the blacksmith, and Lucinda could find no good reason to refuse.

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Lucinda stood next to Retgar just a short distance away from the blacksmiths building, and had been enduring a frown accompanied stare from her party leader for several uncomfortable seconds.

"You look a mess." Retgar finally said, his voice tinted with annoyance. "Can't you shapeshift yourself to something a bit better kept?"

"I've told you... I can only shift into animals and back. I can't change my appearance." Lucinda replied.

"Well, why don't you tie your hair back at least."

"Fine."

"And undo some buttons on your shirt while your at it."

Part way through fixing her hair, Lucinda almost asked why Retgar wanted such a thing, before she quickly thought better of it.

He won't take no for an answer... I'm sure he just wants to use my looks to get a discount. Nothing to worry about.

"Three." Retgar directed as Lucinda began loosening her shirt, forcing her to reveal an almost scandalous amount of cleavage. "Better. Let me do the talking."

Retgar didn't wait for a reply, and Lucinda was forced to hurry to keep up with the man as he strode towards the shop with purpose. Inside, the shop was decorated with an assortment of weapons and armour, strewn about on shelves and stands. Behind a wide counter on the back wall, Lucinda saw a large burly man, whose eyes lingered on her bust for a good while, before finally finding her eyes. It was plenty long enough for her cheeks to heat up under his scrutiny.

"Hello there. What can I help you with?" the man called out.

"I'm looking to get my armour repaired, and I'm in a bit of a hurry." Retgar replied.

"Who isn't?" the smith replied rhetorically, as he offered a faint smile to go with his words. "The set you're wearing I assume? Looks pretty beat up. Let me take a gander."

Lucinda couldn't help but notice the blacksmith's well muscled body as he moved from behind the counter and began circling Retgar. With several prods to parts of the armour that was damaged, and several muttered comments about the poor state it was in, the man concluded his examination.

"Good quality set of armour you've got here. Or it was at least. I can get it back into prime condition, but it's going to cost you."

"Sure, not a problem. I think we can work out the payment easily enough. Right, Lucinda?" Retgar replied quickly, casting a brief glance at Lucinda as he did.

"Umm, yeah." Lucinda agreed hesitantly.

What's he up to?

"That's good to hear." the blacksmith nodded. "Why don't we have a chat in the back then?"

With a nod of his own, Retgar followed the blacksmith through a curtain into the back of the shop. With a slight feeling of butterflies in her stomach, Lucinda followed behind the pair of them. Through the curtain they were met with a small room. Two chairs and a table decorated the space, and the blacksmith took one, while offering the other to Retgar.

"So, payment. Considering the damage, and the quality it'll need to be restored to, I couldn't accept anything less than 2 gold pieces."

"Hmm, pricey. I'd rather not part with such a large amount of coin, truth be told. Perhaps, we can come to some alternative arrangement?" Retgar replied.

"I also accept gems, jewellery, or high quality weapons and armour."

"How reasonable of you. I was actually thinking along different lines. Such as spending an evening with my friend here."

He wouldn't!?

Lucinda's eye widened as Retgar made the offer on her behalf. She was surprised, annoyed, nervous, and also a little bit excited by the idea.

"Bah, I could go to the brothel and fuck a whore for a few silver."

"She's no common whore my friend." Retgar countered. "She's got a fantastic set of tits on her, she's slim as anything, and there's no way you'll find a girl as pretty as her in a brothel."

Lucinda felt her face flush again as the blacksmith's eyes roamed over her slowly and intimately.

"She

is

quite attractive..."

"That she is, and she's young, only 18 years, and oh so eager!"

"Same age as my daughter." the blacksmith said with a slow series of nods. "Still, I'm not sure my wife would be happy."

"She'll happily fuck your wife too."

Making me do these things, just so he can have his armour fixed! I should refuse... Refuse and leave!

"Alright, you've convinced me." the blacksmith said. "Though, I usually require a deposit for larger jobs."

"Lucinda, show our friend we mean business."

Retgar can't outrun me in his armour. Just walk out and don't look back. Or I stay and do as he asked. Suck this man's cock... Let him fuck me... And his wife too? Ahh, I have to do what Retgar asks... I have to! I'll just have to try and enjoy myself...

"Lucinda." Retgar said clearly, jolting Lucinda out of her thoughts.

"Sorry." she replied, before offering the blacksmith a shy smile.

Moving next to the burly man, Lucinda slid to her knees under his watchful gaze. Making no move to accommodate her, Lucinda was forced to squeeze in between the underside of the table and the man's legs, before she could awkwardly undo his belt and gain access to her target.

"Oh wow." Lucinda blurted out, as the man's large cock sprang into view.

"Hah, a bit big is he, Lucinda? Well you better get used to it." Retgar replied.

A few quick strokes of the man's member was all it took for Lucinda to confirm that he was considerably thicker and longer than Retgar. Despite her attempts at reluctance, Lucinda felt her excitement build as she considered what such a tool might do for her.

Kiyana is always saying bigger is better... Am I going to find out for myself?

As the dick in her hand began leaking pre-cum, Lucinda took it as a hint to move things along. Forcing herself further under the table and between the man's legs, Lucinda managed to slide his cock inside her mouth, to find his salty taste that was so similar to what she knew, yet subtly different. His hardness in her mouth, combined with the sensations from her right breast as it was crushed against the man's muscly leg, caused Lucinda's body to respond to the lewd situation.

"I'll drop by and pick her up tomorrow morning." Lucinda heard Retgar say. "Use her however you like, but I expect there to be no lasting damage."

"As you wish. The repairs will done by tomorrow evening at the latest."

"Great, sounds like we have ourselves a deal then."

"I believe we do at that."

"I'll leave my armour and head off then."

After a clanging of metal that signalled the removal of the damaged armour, Retgar bid farewell to the blacksmith and Lucinda. Lucinda felt a small amount of concern at being left at the mercy of an unknown man, but she tried her best to focus on the task at hand. Her ever increasing arousal certainly helped in that regard.

"You really okay with this, lass?" the blacksmith asked a short time after Retgar had left.

Am I? Sort of yes... Sort of no...?

"Honey?" a woman's voice called out suddenly, waylaying Lucinda's reply before it could be formed. "Why aren't you manning the desk?"

"Back here." the blacksmith replied loudly.

Moments later Lucinda heard the approaching footsteps of the newcomer.

"Honey, what are you doing... Oh, what is this?"

"I accepted a job to repair some armour, this is the payment."

"You accepted some whore as payment? What's wrong with you?"

"She's not a whore dear, she's an adventurer." the blacksmith replied, before directing his voice to Lucinda. "Lucinda, was it? Come up and greet my wife."

Lucinda did as she was told, sliding the dick out of her mouth and then sliding her way out from under the table. As she stood she turned to greet the newcomer. She'd been half expecting to see a woman as bulky as the blacksmith himself, but instead found the wife to be mostly average in body and appearance, though the scowl on her face made that assessment slightly more difficult.

"Hi." Lucinda said with a shy smile.

"Hmph!" the blacksmith's wife huffed at her, before turning back to the blacksmith. "So what if she's an adventurer, she's still a whore. How are we going to keep food on the table if you accept sex instead of coin!?"

"Dear, look at her! She's a buxom, 18 year old with a perfect figure. I was thinking we could share her."

Lucinda kept the shy smile on her face as the blacksmith's wife glanced over her body. Her extended dick sucking session had excited her body, as it always did, and another new pair of eyes visually caressing her only made things worse.

"She is quite pretty." the wife finally admitted. "Tell me whore, have you been with a women before?"

"Many times, Ma'am." Lucinda replied quietly.

"Hmph. Fine. Husband, put your dick away and get back to work. I'll try this whore out, and you better hope she does a good job or the deal is off."

"Yes, dear." the blacksmith agreed, before fixing his clothing and heading out front.

The wife moved to sit on the edge of the table, before hiking up her skirt. "Get to it." she ordered sternly.

Retgar won't be happy if the deal falls through... I better try my best.

Sliding back to her knees, Lucinda moved between the older woman's legs. Lucinda began with some playful teasing. Gentle strokes with her fingers, light licks with her tongue, never anywhere too sensitive, just enough to get things started. The wife's body soon began responding, her lips puffing up in arousal, while moisture formed across her opening.

So lost in her work, Lucinda's reluctance had been almost entirely forgotten. Instead she was only focussed on pleasing the woman before her, and as the obvious signs of her success began to show, she felt no small amount of elation build alongside her own arousal.

Having primed the woman's sex, Lucinda stepped up her efforts, bringing her tongue to the opening before her and slurping out the juices she found with long sensuous licks, while using her fingers to please the woman's clit with gentle rubs.

"Mmmm, you

are

good at that." the blacksmith's wife groaned.

Moving her mouth to the woman's clit, Lucinda began gently biting and sucking on her, while she started sliding her fingers inside her opening. She felt the older woman respond almost immediately, with her breath quickening and her moans becoming more audible.

"Mmmmmmmmmm!" the woman moaned, grasping Lucinda's head and grinding against her face as her climax hit.

Lucinda dutifully lapped up the juices her partner was producing, all the way until the woman pushed her away as her orgasm faded.

"Good enough, Ma'am?" Lucinda asked.

"I'm not done testing you yet. Follow me."

Lucinda let herself be lead by the older woman. They passed a few rooms, up some stairs, and then into what was obviously the blacksmith couple's bedroom.

"Strip and climb on the bed." the wife commanded.

Lucinda did as she was told. Her own increasing arousal had pushed away many of the concerns she'd still had about her upcoming evening, leaving her with a somewhat secret hope of receiving a climax of her own in the near future.

It's always like this... I resist at first, and then my body betrays me...

Lying on the bed with her nakedness on full display, the blacksmith's wife tied a scarf over her eyes, and then bound her arms and legs to the bed, leaving her blind and splayed for whatever purpose her temporary owners had in mind.

"You

are

a lot prettier than most whores, I'll give you that." the wife said. "You still react the same though, don't you. Sucking my husband's dick and eating my pussy has you almost dripping. Now, get me off again, and I might consider helping you out."

Lucinda soon smelt and then felt the wife's pussy as it was lowered directly on top of her face. Without hesitation she began lapping away with her tongue, pleasuring the older woman once more, with wild abandon.

Tied up in the bedroom of two people I've just met... They're going to use me however they want all evening and night... Why does that turn me on so much!?

Her thoughts faltered as the woman above her shifted forwards and began groping her large breasts, and as bony fingers found her nipples, she couldn't help but moan into the pussy resting atop her.

"That's it whore, eat my cunt!"

Eager to do as she'd been commanded, Lucinda increased the speed of her tongue slurps. It didn't take long for her efforts to pay off, as the woman above her tensed up and cried out in pleasure, releasing a fresh torrent of juices all over her

"You really are good with that tongue. So much better than my husband, but at least he makes up for it with his huge dick. I bet you're eager to try it aren't you? Tell me how eager you are, whore."

"It's true... I can't stop thinking about how big it is... How good it might feel inside of me." Lucinda admitted.

"Soon." the blacksmith's wife replied as Lucinda felt her weight leave the bed "First I'm going to introduce you to a little toy of mine. Something I use on all the stupid whores that end up in my bed. Let's see how you like it."

Lucinda gasped as she felt something hard press against her opening.

"Seven inches of hard, ridged wood, especially built for little whores like you."

"Ohh..." Lucinda groaned, as the head of the wooden phallus speared inside her body.

"Do you like that, my little whore?"

"Yess..." Lucinda moaned, as more of the thick toy pushed inside her.

"Such a wanton whore you are, there's almost no resistance."

Lucinda felt her orgasm peak as the fake dick filled her hole. Throwing back her head she cried out in pleasure.

"Fuuuuuuuuck!"

Overwhelmed by the intense pleasure, Lucinda almost failed to notice as the blacksmith's wife began thrusting the toy cock back and forth inside her sopping hole.

"One orgasm isn't enough for whores like you, is it girl!?" the wife shouted.

"Noo..." Lucinda agreed.

The continued attention to her needs had another orgasm building up to release, even as the effects of her first lingered.

How can I resist when it feels this good?

As the thrusts of the dildo carried on sending wave after wave of delightful pleasure through her body, Lucinda could only moan out her enjoyment. She knew not how long it had been since it had slipped inside her, and nor did she care. As a hand found her sensitive nipples and tweaked and pulled them almost painfully, her second orgasm peaked and then finally crested.

"Ohhhhhh yesssssss!" Lucinda moaned, her climax causing her to buck against the restrains holding her to the bed.

The blacksmith's wife continuously flicked both of Lucinda's nipples as she came down from her new high, and kept doing so for several enjoyable moments.

"Mmm, well I think I'll take a break and let my husband have his turn." the older woman announced. "Don't go anywhere, whore."

Lucinda felt the dildo slide out of her pussy, leaving her feeling unpleasantly empty. Despite her two orgasms she was still craving more, something her fellow party members, Retgar and Kiyana, had drilled into her, quite literally.

Blindfolded, naked, and tied down, Lucinda silently begged for the pleasure to return, as she waited for the blacksmith to arrive. Fortunately, she didn't have long to wait, as a series of heavy footsteps soon declared his imminent appearance.

"I see my wife has kept you busy." the blacksmith said. "What did she do to you?"

"She made me eat her pussy... until she came all over my face. Twice."

"Did you enjoy it?"

"Yes... I love eating pussy." Lucinda openly admitted, way past caring about decency.

"Of course you do. Then what happened?"

"She used a toy to make me cum..."

"Do you want to cum some more?"

"Please..."

"You will, don't worry. We have some unfinished business to take care of before that though."

That unfinished business turned out to be the large cock that Lucinda had been thinking about with some frequency ever since laying eyes upon it. With little warning, the blacksmith dropped his meaty stick on top of Lucinda's face, causing her to gasp in surprise as the warm hardness greeted her. Lucinda's arousal had dipped since the blacksmith's wife had left her, but as the stiff pole was rubbed all over her face, she soon returned to her previous levels of excitement, and when it finally slipped inside her mouth, she licked and sucked it hungrily.

God, it's so big, I can't wait to feel it inside me...

Lucinda's efforts seemed to please the blacksmith, eliciting deep grunts as his cock was intimately caressed. A gentle thrusting of his hips started before long, sending a thrill through Lucinda as she saw another sign of her successful pleasuring, and gradually that thrusting increased until his cock was pushing against her throat, restricting her air flow.

Tied down as she was, Lucinda could do nothing but let herself be used. The blacksmith's cock continued to press against her airway, which thanks to Refgar's lessons she could handle, and after several enjoyable minutes, Lucinda was rewarded with a thick load of cum straight from the source. Swallowing the salty mass, Lucinda continued to suck the blacksmith's cock, wanting to get every last drop, and more importantly bring his tool back to life for more pleasure.

"Fantastic." the blacksmith called out moments later. "Fuck, your body is so hot. You ready to to get fucked now?"

"Yes, fuck me please!" Lucinda cried out.

"Are you sure you want this monster cock inside you?"

"Yes, I want it!!"

"Then take it!"

Lucinda groaned as she felt the large head of the blacksmith's cock press up against her pussy. He was much thicker than the wooden dildo, and her wet hole began stretching to allow the new invader immediately.

"You're so fucking tight." the blacksmith grunted, before sliding forwards with a powerful thrust.

Lucinda felt a hint of pain as her body tried to accommodate the largest insertion it had ever encountered, but it was soon replaced with pleasure as her lover pulled back and applied more gentle thrusts. Then another sharp thrust had her gasping in surprise as the blacksmith's cock slid deeper still.

"One more should do it." the blacksmith announced.

Lucinda savoured the subsequent gentle thrusting as a new orgasm steadily grew within her, all the while eagerly anticipating the next push that she knew would fill her up more than ever before. Even still, the moment took her by surprise, the suddenness and the exquisite sensations of the blacksmith's cock pushing deeper until his balls were pressing against her body bringing her to a new climax with ease.

"Cummmming!" she cried as the orgasm hit her.

The blacksmith only paused for a moment before he began pumping her hole with long powerful thrusts, pushing Lucinda's pleasure even higher.

"This the largest cock you've ever had, girl?" the blacksmith asked as he continued pounding her.

"Yes... So big! Ahh... So goood!"

"Stretching out young sluts like you is what I live for."

Lucinda could only moan in reply, as the blacksmith increased the pace of his deep thrusts. Lucinda's body was being thrashed about in her bonds, and the bed was creaking loudly under the strain.