One Viing and 3 French Women

Jeanne woke up just before dawn. She knew that Belle wanted Rhoar to fully claim her. She could understand her, her body trembled at what they had done in the pond, and she wanted it again. But Belle was young, and she needed to be ready for it, and Rhoar was maybe not the one to understand that some women are delicate and need to be loved and cared for. She didn't mean to try and stop Belle, she rather wanted it to happen too, but in the right way. She could feel Belle waking up over beside Rhoar. Her eyes were adjusted to the little light there was, and she could see Belle moving around.

Belle woke up, like the morning before, she could feel Rhoar was excited, even if deeply asleep. She knew not to ignore this now and was gently adjusting herself. She was surprised to feel a gentle hand on her and she looked up at Jeanne who smiled at her and gestured for her to come along. Belle looked behind Jeanne, and saw that Lise was getting up too, she was sleepy but smiling as she discarded her undergarment and soon was standing naked.

Her mother had woken her up, telling her that she needed to be a woman now, that she alone was to care for Rhoar, and use her mouth like she had seen Belle do it but also how the three had been there for Rhoar last night. But she was on her own, she had to show all of them, that she was becoming a young woman. Lise was often slow to wake up but for the second day in a row she was out of bed quickly. Yesterday was her failed attempt to kill Rhoar in his sleep. Today she was to please him, with her mouth.

Belle understood why Lise was undressing and coming over, but didn't know why Jeanne was taking her outside. But she saw Lise moving her petite frame close to Rhoar and slowly exposing Rhoar in all his glory. Belle was then outside, her last thought was how she was salivating, and her brain was instinctively thinking the word 'Mouth', like she felt that right now she ought to be using her mouth on Rhoar, it was her duty. But she wanted to, it made her feel complete.

Inside Rhoar woke up to a new sensation. He didn't wake up alert or alarmed but smiling to himself and then looking down. He was surprised to see the pretty little Lise looking up at him smiling. Rhoar could understand now why it felt so different but still very arousing and pleasurable. Three women had pleased him last night, two of them had used their mouth on him alone and they both had their own way. Belle had done it the first time, and even if she was scared while doing it, he had felt her mouth making love to his cock, that she loved what she was doing and loved how she made him feel. The second time it had been even clearer. Even the third time, when he had fucked her face, she had loved it, she had taken it and looked like it was bliss.

Jeanne, the woman, the mother of the girls. At least Rhoar thought she was, even if Belle was very different in looks and way she carried herself. Jeanne had used her mouth with hunger; she had done it to satisfy the hunger she had. She was a real woman. Rhoar grunted as Lise was licking and kissing his cock, and he just lay there thinking back. How he had fucked Jeanne in the ass, and how magnificent she looked, how perfect she was. Spanking her too.

Lise was slurping and giggling as she could feel his cock throbbing wildly as she was experimenting. She thought it was her tongue and lips making him so excited, she didn't know that Rhoar was reliving the last couple of days... at least the pleasurable moment.

"Lise.... good mouth" Rhoar managed to mumble so Lise understood, and she smiled at Rhoar and for the first time took his cock into her mouth. Rhoar watched and realized that Lise was completely different in her way. She was worshipping his cock. In a way the young woman looked up at Rhoar like he was a demigod. He had escaped being killed and then let her live. She had watched him be the judge of who lives and who dies. And Belle that was like a big sister and her own mother, had shown her that this was the way to please him, to appease him. And she loved doing it, it really made her feel like a woman. Not just a girl now, but her entire body enjoyed this. Rhoar was in no hurry and Lise seemed that she could do this all day, she soon closed her eyes and was like lost to the world, just her and this cock that she needed to please, to keep herself and family in goodwill with their, master. She coughed when finally, her master gifted her and gave her so much, but she bravely took as much as she could and licked up every single drop that had spilled. She kept using her tongue and mouth until Rhoar lightly tapped her head and shook his head at her sweetly. Belle and her mother were still outside.

Jeanne had brought Belle outside and had gestured for Belle to undress, as she did so herself. She had brought her along to the water and told her how a woman should clean herself, down there for a man but also how to clean after being with a man. She proceeded to say that she knew Belle wanted to be a woman fully for Rhoar and that she thought it was right too. Belle blushes as if she never imagined anyone had guessed that she had been wanted to get fucked, by whom was still their captor. Rhoar might have saved them, maybe numerous times now. She realized that Rhoar wasn't really her captor, but her man, like an arranged marriage. But she was happy to have been forced to be there for this man. She wanted to be his, she wanted him to take her. As she was cleaning both her tight unspoiled holes she started to moan and got very excited.

Jeanne pushed her into the water; it was shallow but a little cool after the night. Jeanne giggled as she got on top of Belle. Belle realized that who she had thought of all her life as her mother but had shortly ago learned was her aunt, who was playing with her. Jeanne mounted Belle who was on her back and Jeanne was between her thighs and started to move like a man taking her woman. She proceeded to instruct Belle in how men like to have their women and as she did, she grinded herself against Belle. Both women were getting very excited by this. Jeanne would go on a while but then suddenly move Belle around. She got Belle onto her hands and knees, Jeanne blushing to herself as she remembered this was exactly how she was taken by Rhoar right here the day before. She smacked Belle's ass hard and Belle gasped. Even if the hand was small and no near the burning sensation of Rhoar, it brought her the memory of it. Jeanne did it again and again and then started humping against Belle from behind.

Both got so carried away, but it ended as Jeanne made Belle orgasm and tremble in shock at the intensity. Jeanne kissed Belle, at first like a mother would her daughter but then mouth opening and then kissing like lovers. Belle went along with it, thinking Jeanne was still instructing her but Jeanne was just going with what she wished, that Rhoar would make her his woman in every way. She knew this wouldn't be and finally she broke the kiss, both women out of breath. Rhoar had never kissed either of them, and both looked at each other like they were wondering what had happened, and if this was something they could use with Rhoar.

Jeanne told Belle that she was now ready to be taken by Rhoar, ready for her to give herself to him. And Belle smiled, feeling her body getting warm, like it too was telling her the same thing. She knew it wasn't now, but she wished it was. She was ready to just go and ask for it. She so wanted Rhoar to just fuck her. She blushed as the two women dried up and got dressed. Both women each lost in thoughts about the young man inside. Both women standing at attention and both instantly feeling their bodies responding when his voice behind them said calmly but with the strength in the voice that matched the strength in his arms... and hands.

"Morning food" he said then chuckled and corrected himself "... breakfast" he smiled at Jeanne and openly looked down over her curves and Jeanne instantly wished she could just get on all fours and be taken. But she rushed off. Rhoar's eyes went to Belle, and he smiled at her with admiration and a fire in his eyes and looked into her eyes and down over body, everything in his stance showing that he considered her, his. And his eyes had a hunger that showed that he clearly was reaching the point where her mouth wasn't enough. It was all Belle could do not to just lay down and spread for the man. She did think to the last instruction Jeanne had told her, it was to let Rhoar have her with her there, she had made Belle feel it was important that Jeanne was nearby, and Belle thought that plausible and logical, she wanted to help. But really Jeanne wanted to watch, wanted to dream of her being taken that way. Like Belle had been so excited watching Rhoar spank her, Jeanne wanted to see it. Lise should be there too, maybe in time, if Lise was lucky, Rhoar would take her too.

Lise's perspective:

As long as Lise could remember men had always been very open and glad to be helpful to her mother. They would sometimes be around even if their own families were expecting them. They would be around at odd hours. Lise had always felt she had a good mother that provided nicely for her and her sister. Until she learned Belle wasn't her sister that was what she thought of her.

Last year or two, more younger men came around too. To provide favors or gifts, like having had luck on a hunt or finding something pretty that they thought Belle would like. Belle was good at everything but because of her looks, she was rarely forced to do or work too much, like she was too pretty to do hard labor and get worn down.

Lise had never found something she was good at; she had never really found something she really loved doing. She had started to notice boys, but they only noticed Belle. She had always been fast to act, quick to respond and her mother had often yelled at her and called her names, told her to think before she spoke or did something she would regret.

She had woken up and seen how her mother and Belle had exchanged looks and they had looked at Rhoar sleeping. She knew what they were thinking, she was sure of it, and he had captured them, he was a bad man, he was with all the big bad men that had killed many and taken what they wanted. She had heard how one had done things and hurt her mother. But Rhoar had killed than man, funny why they killed each other as well as killing men of her village. Someone had to do something, so she had had to do it because Belle and her mother clearly didn't.

How had he known, she did what she had to, and he was sleeping and suddenly he just stopped her and threw her aside. He had probably hit her but not much worse than her mother when she had really upset her. She had been groggy from the way she had been thrown aside. She could remember the muffled grunts of her mother and the loud smacks. The big man saying something slowly, sounded like counting. Maybe the funny counting that Belle had tried to teach her a couple of times.

And then the big man had spanked her, like her mother had done a few times but much worse. It wasn't really that bad it had just really surprised her. She had learned if she cried a lot and loud her mother would always stop quickly, so go with what you know. Then the big man, Rhoar had thrown her aside again, and smacked her ass to get her to move. She regretted that it had started to feel kind of nice, to have a big hand touch her.

Belle had to do things for Rhoar, and Rhoar did things to Belle, it was exciting to watch. Then last night her mom suddenly made her take part. That was so amazing, she really liked that. Weird stuff that Rhoar gave them, but Belle clearly liked it, loves it. So, she should probably learn to love it too.

This morning her mom had made her do it again, this time by herself. Her mom had clearly felt it was very important. And Rhoar had liked it, he had praised her. It had been so amazing, no wonder why Belle likes it. Is this something other girls like to do. Rhoar was really nice, but he was not just nice, he pushed her away too.

Maybe she will be asked to do it again, she could only hope.