Erotic Travels (3)

A Vikings Pleasure For Betty (3)

Betty feels scared upon opening her eyes. She looks around and feels that her hands are tight behind her back. She struggles but cannot seem to get her hands lose. Her fright is building as she hears footsteps approaching. A door opens and for a minute the cell she is in gets some light. She blinks and tries to look around to see where she is being kept. She cannot identify the man that picks her up and carries her outside.

The man brings her to a different cell, bigger and lit with candles. It’s none the less cold and damp in there. Her eyes are used to the light and she looks at her bare legs. She is dressed in nothing but a small piece of fabric on her upper body, barely covering her large breasts. It’s not even clean. She shivers as a rat walks passed her feet and kicks it.  “What the hell is happening?” she whispers to herself. The door swings open and her big broad Viking steps in. The one that earlier had brought her into heaven. He lifts her on the table and immediately spreads her legs open. Betty looks at him, trying to get him to talk, but she is unable to speak herself.  In a way she can see what could be horny about this situation but to be in it is a bit different. Her Viking yells something to someone outside the door and within seconds three more men come in carrying chains, whips and leather straps, which they display on the table. If Betty thought she was scared before, then she is terrified now. Her Viking softly wraps her ankles into the leathers straps and hooks a chain to each. Once he done that, he winks at her and let’s his hand glide over her thigh. It is not comforting to her and she doesn’t want to know what happens next. Her Viking binds her arms behind her back, again in leather straps with chains connected to them. He pulls her back at her hair and grunts something she cannot understand. It isn’t in English, a language that maybe no one speaks, and Betty doesn’t have much choice than surrendering to her kidnappers. Fairly roughly a blindfold is given to her and they make sure it’s tight so she really can’t see. Someone pulls at her chains and she drops off the table. A strong hand lifts her on her feet and with a little smack she lands against a wall where the chains are being secured to the wall so that she stands with arms and legs spread. The men leave her and she hears the door close. With a click the lock is sealed and she seems to be alone, until a warm wind blows over her skin.

It has been a few hours since the men left her at least that’s what Betty thinks. She cannot see and she cannot make out any distinctive noises to rely on what time of day it might be. It could have been five minutes for all she knows. She has the feeling that she isn’t alone. That warm wind she felt before seems to be coming from different directions like people are moving around in the room. There is no sound to confirm her thoughts and Betty tries to convince herself that she is losing her mind and that she should breathe and stay calm.

Meanwhile in our own reality, Lissy is still with Betty’s body in her house. Betty seems unconscious to her, although she does move occasionally. Lissy has witnessed Betty pleasuring herself two times so far and she reckons it must be going well. Little does she know about the situation Betty is in and she is trying to distract herself while time passes.

Lissy looks into Betty’s desk and roams through a few draws. “Nothing to be found here.” she speaks out loud. Betty moans and Lissy looks up and walks over to her friend. Betty’s face looks like she is in a lot of pain and Lissy is getting worried. She wonders what could be going on at the other side.

Right before Lissy decides to wake up Betty, she can see Betty sticking her hands out like she is touching something. It all looks rather funny and Lissy giggles. A thought crosses her mind and she places herself against the fingertips of Betty’s hands. Betty tickles her just below the crouch and it slightly arouses her. That gives her a naughty smile and Lissy walks over to Betty’s bedroom and opens her bedside table. She finds what she is looking for and walks back to the study. To Betty’s body she says; “If you are having fun, so am I!”

Lissy drops her pants and takes place next to Betty on the couch. With one hand she pulls away her panties and with the other slides a vibrator deep inside her pussy. She’s already very wet and loses sense of her surroundings really quick. The soft sucking noises sound through the room and a moan from Betty makes Lissy’s hand go faster. She turns the vibrator on high and within a few minutes reaches an orgasm. As she slides down on the floor, the vibrator drops beside her and she sighs. She wished that she had told Betty about her own trip with the ring. But she has sworn not to tell anyone ever. The things that had happened there would be a whole other story but she had a lot of fun to. Lissy looks up at Betty and hopes that her experience will be a lot more fun. Lissy wonders if there is time for a quick shower and bite to eat, but since she doesn’t really want to leave Betty alone, she calls Betty’s assistant Daniel. After the call she carries Betty over to the bedroom and places her on the bed. That way she wouldn’t have to explain much to Daniel. Betty rolls on her back with her arms out like she is being chained to a wall. It doesn’t concern Lissy at that time and she runs down to let Daniel in.

“Hi, Come in. She is asleep upstairs and I really need to make some phone calls and take care of some stuff but I don’t want to leave her here alone.” Daniel nods. “That’s understandable but what happened to her? She said she felt woozy and nearly fell down in the coffee shop?” “I think it is just a bad flu and that she has been working too hard and not taking enough time to rest and relax.” Lissy is dodging Daniel’s puzzled looks but he doesn’t say anything. “Well, I’ll be back within the hour, drinks are in the fridge and I think you can manage the remote.” Lissy smiles and quickly heads out the door to her parents’ house a few blocks away, leaving Daniel a bit flustered on Betty’s couch.

*BANG* A chair drops and Betty is now certain she is not alone. She gets scared and tries to listen. “Hello? Is anyone there?” No answer but she can hear whispers coming from the right. Betty turns her head. “Hello? Please, this isn’t fun, what is going on here?” Her heart is racing and her stomach feels like it carries a heavy stone. Her arms are tired and the blood flow has stopped. She can hear clear voices now, talking in that foreign language from before. From the tone of their voices it sounds like they are discussing a plan. Betty hopes that it involves letting her go but she doesn’t count on that too much. She can hear people coming closer and rumbling at the stuff on the table. Suddenly someone takes her hand comes close to her, she can feel a warm breath passed her neck. It’s her Viking and her heart makes a little jump. Maybe this won’t be bad after all. She can hear her Viking talking and he is squeezing her hand a little to reassure her. He whispers that she needs to relax and surrender herself to him. With a blocked throat and a heavy stomach she nods. He unhooks her chains and her arms drop like dead weight beside her body. She tries to scream in pain but her Viking has her mouth covered with his hand. Her arms burn as the blood comes rushing in and Betty’s eyes water. Her Viking doesn’t notice it and he guides her to a chair, puts her down and then chains her hands behind her back.  He picks something up from the table and Betty notices it feels soft against the leg he glides it over. It tickles a little and Betty tries to imagine it is a feather. Another voice comes closer and rough lips kiss her neck. It is nothing gentle and Betty fights back her tears. Her Viking notices she is uncomfortable and he barks against the other voice. The rough lips back off and instead the soft featherlike thing starts to stroke her back. She relaxes her muscles and for a moment it actually feels nice and she starts to feel aroused. Her Vikings hands massage her shoulders and she can feel his erection as he stands behind her. He undresses her and touches her body all over. Betty sighs and her head falls back against his stomach. Two other hands start to massage her legs and she can smell a vanilla like sense. She can feel something drip off her legs. It’s oil. The four hands glides over her body, rubbing the oil everywhere. Only her Viking touches her intimate places, cupping her breasts and gently sliding a hand towards her pussy. He forces her slightly to open her legs and as soon as she does she can feel something cold inserted to her. She moans and her Viking slips her a kiss. She now is relaxed and ready to fully surrender to the Vikings as they slowly fuck her with a prehistoric dildo. Her Viking is now standing next to her to watch the show. He is gentle in his touch to her and he wants her to reach an orgasm. “Please, show us you are fertile, my love.” His voice is ever so soft and she can feel a warm glow coming over her body. His fingers turn circles around her hard nipples and his lips kiss her neck, the way she likes it. He tells her he loves her, he wants her to be his wife. She has to prove that she is worthy. As he whispers all that in her ear she reaches an orgasm that is as far-out amazing as the world she is in. She can see and reach the stars. Her Viking kisses her long and passionately before leaving her alone to catch her breath.  

And there we are... At the end of Betty's adventure, at least, the parts that are being posted on this blog. Curious what happens next? Betty's story will continue in a book that is being published end of 2012. Keep paying attention to this blog to know when the book is available. Part of the earnings for this book will go to a medical research foundation, namely http://www.crohn-colitis.nl.

XOXOX Ilsje