Peacekeeper gets conquered

The sound of hurried steps filled the hall of the great viking hold. A lone Peacekeeper hurriedly rushed from one side of the great room to the other, a small trickle of blood falling from her leg. The battle still raged on outside, a furious assault from the knights of the Iron Legion, in a punitive expidition for the raiding of a village near Ashfeld. Peacekeeper had been tasked with sabotaging the gate. From there, her job throughout the battle had been mostly to harass their archers and artillery pieces. However, she had gotten cocky, getting too close to one of the famed viking berserkers. He had managed to lightly wound her, and even though she pushed him off the wall to his death and the wound wasn't deep, it was still a big impediment for her fighting skill, based on swift movements. So she decided to find refuge inside the hold to catch her breath for a while then attempt an escape. She lied against a wall at the rear end of the hall, the tables providing some measure of cover against anyone entering from the front.

After a few minutes, she hears the noise of battle start to get closer.
"Damn! It sounds like the legion has surrounded the hold. That means we're winning the battle, but it also means I'll be surrounded by the fight on all sides!"
She got up and started to consider her options. The front door was definitely a no go. That was where the melee would be raging hardest. She saw while running into the hold that one of the sides of the building lead to a small path that ran into the town. Maybe if she could slip by unnoticed... Her thoughts were interrupted as one of the sidedoors burst open. An imposing viking came through it, wielding a dane axe. A raider! She was in no condition to fight one! She quickly assumed a fighting stance. The raider, surprised at first by the unexpected assassin waiting in the hold, now regarded her with amusement. Clearly, he noticed the torn part of her lower armor and realized she was no threat now. With a chuckle, he started to menacingly tread towards her, when...

"ERA FLIGA!"
The raider's triumphal expression twisted into a painful grimace. A flail had just hit the back of his knee, rending the skin and flesh and impacting with a sickening cracking noise. The following shield blow to the head sent him to the floor. He barely had time to raise his arms in a gesture of submission before the flail came down again, putting an end to his life. Peacekeeper blinked for a couple seconds, before realizing she had just been saved. She regarded the Conqueror who had just followed the Raider into the hall. She knew him, a member of her legion. Had been a convict at some point, but he chose military service before spending the rest of his life in a dungeon.
"I had that.", uttered Peacekeeper.
"Sure you did", snorted Conquerer with amusement.
"What now? I can't fight."
"Follow me, the path at the back is clear."

Peacekeeper fell into pace with the powerful warrior as he walked back over the corpse of his fallen opponent. He led her into a sidepassage, an empty one. An open door was on the other side, the path to escape. Peacekeeper started to walk towards it, but a strong, muscled arm intercepted her path.
"Is there a problem?" she inquired.
"You can bet there is. I just saved your life."
"I... sigh, yeah, you did. I was in no condition to fight that raider. Sorry that I was rud-"
"Not that. Remember last night in camp?"
She did remember. She had happened across him precisely then. He and his unit had been engaging in a game of poker. Peacekeepers, being trained as spies, often learned a few tricks for such moments. In this case she didn't need any information from them, but a little bit of extra pocket money had never hurt anyone. During said game, the Conqueror had noticed her way of shuffling the cards and accused her of cheating. But without any real proof for it, he had to grudgingly accept defeat. She could hear him grumble about getting back at her under his breath though.
"I do. What about it?" Peacekeeper tried to sound confident, but now a slight tinge of fear and remorse tainted her speech. It didn't pass inadvertently to Conquerer.
"Well," he now put his arm over her shoulders "I think I deserve a little compensation for my troubles. Specially since I saved you from the good in my heart after you cheated me out of my money." His hand now wandered down, over her chest. She felt a small shudder run through her body as his big, rough fingers pressed at the armor over her nipples.
Peacekeeper swallowed hard. Was he suggesting what she thought he was? She glanced nervously at him, then at the door. She had no chance to resist him. And he was even more imposing up close. His arm felt like it was made of iron around her shoulders. And this was pretty impressive, considering Conquerer was the only knight in the legion that didn't cover his arms with armor. She could only go along with it now.

"A-Alright" she muttered after pondering for a bit. This time she couldn't help but stutter a bit, much to her embarrasment. She wanted to at least remain stoic if she really had to service this... brute.
"Let's go then" replied Conquerer. Even with the helmet on Peacekeeper could sense the wide smile in his face. "There's an empty room just to the left. The battle is already won anyway, the last defenders are all at the door. They'll surrender soon."
He guided her through a sidedoor into another hall. There were no corpses on the floor, yet it looked like all the rooms had been searched. Peacekeeper guessed Conqueror had followed that Raider into the building and searched for him in the rooms. Her thoughts were disturbed, however, by the persistent hand of his fellow knight. He hadn't relented on his assault of her bossom as they walked through the empty building. What felt like small electrical surges were running through her chest, making her feel strange and her breath uneven.

Conquerer opened the room. It was way more luxurious than anything else in the hold. Perhaps it was the room of the jarl himself. A wide bed covered in wolf pelts awaited at the center back of the room. Peacekeeper eyed it warily.
"Well then." said Conquerer with an air of self satisfaction. "Let's get on with it, shall we?"
Peacekeeper let out a yelp as he suddenly yanked at her front. Her armor was already fairly messed up, so it wasn't hard to get the rest of it out of the way with a good grip. The leather gave and fell to the ground.
"Knew it. You bind your chest. The boys in camp were wondering whether you did it or were just flat."
"That's... it's not of your incum-" Peacekeeper's words were shut when Conquerer reached for his helmet. This was a surprise, she was expecting him to keep his helmet on so as to no let her in on his actual identity. With a clonk, it fell to the ground and she got a good look at him. Short, dark hair, his fair amount of scars and an overall rough look belied his humble origins and less than virtous past.

"I'm the one getting compensated, remember? Helmet off." He ordered. Peacekeeper nervously reached for her hood and pulled it down, followed suit by her helmet. She hesitated for a moment before lowering it, showing her face to her "rescuer". Her short, raven hair accentuated her cute traits.
The Conquerer let out a big laugh. "I was worried I would get some ugly cunt."
Peacekeeper blushed. A bit at his rough mannerisms, a bit at the "compliment". This encouraged Conquerer even further. She let out a small "Yeep" as he picked her up and then dropped her on the bed. His hand went back to her soft chest. He raised an eyebrow at seeing two small peaks over the bandages.
"Looks like someone's getting excited."
"No, that's not..." words failed Peacekeeper, and her thoughts were dissipated when Conqueror yanked again, this time at the bandage. Her big, perky boobs were freed from the tight confine.
"Damn! That's a lot bigger than I was expecting! Looks like it's my lucky day after all, huh?" He started to shed his own armor off, letting the pieces fall outside the bed with little regard. Peacekeeper couldn't help but have her eyes glued to him as he revealed his powerful chest. Her heart was beating like crazy, and she wondered if he could hear the thumping noise. His lips quickly found their mark as he leaned down on her, and started to lick and suck at her breasts and nipples. Peacekeeper brought a knuckle at her mouth and bit, surges of pleasure unwillingly coursing through her body. Conquerer kept getting ever bolder and bolder, grabbing at both of them and bringing the nips together into his mouth, flicking them with his tongue.

After a while, he raised again, her erect peaks sticky with saliva. He started to undo his belt and Peacekeeper understood, between gasps, that this was the moment of truth. Was she really going to let this man have his way with her? She found herself grow hotter and more flushed. His pants fell to the floor with a loud noise, and she gasped, eyes wide open at the sight. Conquerer's tool was bigger than any she had ever seen, thick and veiny, powerful looking like all of himself. Precum already showing at his tip, his arousal obvious to the small spy. Was this the effect she had on people? Inadvertently, this all served to arouse her further.

Conquerer approached her, laying as she was near the edge of the bed, and let his almost completely erect cock flop down on her pelvis. Peacekeeper swallowed hard again. She wasn't sure she could take someone of such size and girth. It almost looked like he could reach her bellybutton. He started to rub his length along her pussy.
"Damn you're soaked." He mocked her. He kept going for a while, just sliding his shaft up and down her entrance, enjoying as Peacekeeper kept losing her grip. If he managed to make her cum hard enough, who knows? Maybe she would be up for a lay in the sack later on. After checking for himself her beauty and luscious figure, he knew he would be up for it. He aligned the head of his cock with her entrance and teasingly made passes over her hood.
"W-Wait..." she softly muttered, but it was too late.
She took a deep breath as his dick started to work it's way inside her. It was a tight fit, but she was so wet there wasn't that much resistance. Her walls gave way to the mighty shaft entering deep inside her. He stayed like that for a moment, giving her some time to not break as she visibly struggled with the sensation of being skewered.
"Fresh pussy" he laughed "just how I like it."
From then on, he started to thrust. Slowly at first, but taking speed after every one. The first thrust felt to Peacekeeper like she had been hit with a battering ram. The second felt like a red hot iron bar was being forced into her. The third felt as if she was being stabbed. But with every thrust the feeling of pain mixed more and more with pleasure.  By the tenth thrust, the pain was almost completely gone, and now she had to fight against the rising pleasure.

The bed shaked under Conquerer's heavy pounding. Peacekeeper had a pained expression on her face, but the blushing and slight drop of saliva falling down the side of her mouth betrayed her composure. Conquerer knew what it meant, and he redoubled his efforts. Her eyes and mouth opened wide, caught by surprise in the sudden rise of intensity.
"Wait!"
He was deaf to her now.
"Please!"
Now there was only pleasure. Peacekeeper's brain struggled to keep up with it.
"I..."
His cock was reaching far inside her, into places she had never felt. Her ass bounced up and down in the bed. She realized she had been thrusting back up to meet him for a while.
"Please..."
It was too good.
"Deeper... Fuck me deeper..."

These words triggered Conqueror into a true rutting frenzy. He began to fuck her with all his strength, pounding her hard into the bed. Peacekeeper abandoned all pretensions of control and just wrapped her arms and legs around her lover. She began to talk back at him.
"Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me. FUCK ME GOD DAMN IT! Mmmmmh~!"
Conqueror laughed out loud. She was turning out to be quite a slut. Or maybe he had triggered this reaction himself? It wouldn't be the first time. He was putting all his back into it, pistoning in and out of her wet fuckhole as fast and hard as he could. He raised her flexible legs up to his shoulders to allow easier access to her pussy. The wet slapping noises could be heard throughout the room, and probably in the inner hall as well.
"Come on, drive it deep into me! I love it, I love your cock!"
A rising sensation was starting to spread from deep within her. She knew she would orgasm soon, her head felt light and dizy and she got into it like never before.
"Fill me up! Fill my pussy! Aaah~! Come on you bastard! I want to feel your seed fill me to burst!"
Her muscles were now milking his cock for all it's worth. Her orgasm kept approaching inexorably, and when she felt it coming her juices squirted all over his dick. In this final moment of extasy, she completely let go and surrendered herself to him.
"Make me your bitch! Fill me! BREED ME! I'll gladly wear whatever child you give me if you'll just keep FUCKING ME!"
This finally set off Conquerer. Never before had he heard such dirty talk, and it aroused him like never before. His balls tightened as he started to unload, and he rammed in as deep as he could into the still orgasming cunt, huge spurts of cum entering her pussy, stuffing her womb to brim. Few men could hope to deliver the loads he could, but in this case it was amplified further by the arousing situation. Soon it was spilling over the sides of her pussy, as tight as the seal around his cock was. His thrusting finally stopped, and they both basked in the afterglow, Peacekeeper enjoying the feeling of her stuffed vagina and the creamy substance leaking around it.

They lied down together for a while. Once Conquerer began to grow soft, he started pulling out. However, he was surprised to feel strong legs around his back.
"Don't tell me you've had enough with just one round? Hmmmh? I wasn't kidding when I said I want you to make me your bitch."
Conquerer rolled his eyes then grinned at her. He had scored big this time. Almost worth his passing through the Ashfeld dungeons. She was insatiable.
And so was he.



Private Terry kept walking along the hall. The commander had tasked him with making sure there were no more viking civilians left in the hold. As he approached one of the doors, he heard people whispering inside. Turned out the commander was right.
"AHA!" he yelled as he kicked down the door.
What he witnessed behore him was not what he was expecting. A Conqueror and a Peacekeeper laid on the bed, naked and covered in some shiny substance, their armor scattered all over the room. They stared at him mute in surprise. Peacekeeper didn't even take his dick out of her mouth.
"...I see you're already celebrating. I'll, uh, leave you to it."
He closed the door slowly, sneaking a last peek at Peacekeeper's magnificient tits, and kept walking towards the next door.
Why the hell couldn't he ever get some of those spoils?