Miriam's Dance with Rogues - Chapter 4

Chapter 4

I woke up to the sensation of something big and hard filling my pussy. I moaned and squinted at the sky. The sun high in the sky told me it was late afternoon. I could see that I was still in the clearing. Rolin crouched between my legs, grinning down at me while pushing his erect cock into me. Ojak crouched at my head, his penis out and already erect, obviously expecting me to give him a blow job.

I squirmed as the pleasurable sensations from my pussy filled me. "It's late Rolin... We should have been on the road to Betancuria hours ago."

They both ignored me. Rolin grabbed my hips and lifted my body up, while Ojak reached out, grabbed my leash and pulled my head backwards. I found myself looking at Ojak's cock upside down as he pushed it into my mouth. The angle seemed to provide him better penetration, and I found his thick cock actually entering my throat with each thrust as he fucked my mouth. My feeble whimpers of protests soon disappeared as I rocked to the overwhelming sensations of penetration from my mouth and pussy simultaneously. Apparently, Ojak had gained a large amount of staying power after being sucked on repeatedly last night. My orgasm was filled with waves of pleasure that rolled over me continuously as they pounded into me in tandem.

Ojak lasted almost as long as Rolin. Rather than ejaculate in me though, they pulled out and shot their load over my body. Ojak's thick white cream dripped down my breasts while Rolin's decorated my stomach. Rolin then gently lowered me back to the ground. Both Ojak and Rolin lay on the floor recovering.

I slowly rolled myself on my hands and knees, muscles still sore from stretching them all night. I tried to get up, but couldn't quite get my thighs to hold my weight, so I crawled toward the stream to wash myself. I could smell myself. I was covered in cum and smelled like it.

The sun in the sky said it was still late afternoon. I had finished washing myself in the stream, and had pulled my long black hair into a pony tail. I figured if I was going to keep giving blow jobs, it would be best if my hair was out of the way. I had also dressed myself in what remained of my clothing. My dark brown skirt now barely covered me in front. It was even shorter in the back. Apparently, Rolin couldn't cut straight. The back of the skirt was about 4 inches long. It only covered the top half of my buttocks and left the rest clearly visible. Anyone looking at me from behind would be able to see my pussy when I walked or spread my legs. I had been forced to punch holes into the sides and top of my corset to lace it together. The corset was now composed of two separate leather pieces that fully covered the bottom of my breasts, and rose to cover my nipples. Lace attached the two pieces of leather together in front, and behind. Two strings of lace also had to be tied from the top of the corset to my collar, to hold up what used to be a corset. At least the small interlinking pieces of armor plating were still intact.

I had also found out what Rolin had done with the rest of my corset. He had made six cuffs which I now wore, along with a riding crop. The cuffs had strings of leather hanging from them to be wrapped around the armor plating he had left intact around the cuffs. The two cuffs around my wrists were like bracers and were a good three inches thick. The two at my ankles were thin and a little loose. They looked like bracelets. The last cuffs were one inch thick and were snapped around my thighs. They had taken my bear skin cloak to hold the deer meat and so I stood on the road with my skin almost completely exposed. At least they hadn't altered my comfortable boots.

Rolin grabbed my leash and smacked my buttocks with his riding crop. The cuffs on my wrists were locked together in front of me, leaving my rear end defenseless. Ojak held my spear and watched me with a large grin on his face.

"I'm sorry Rolin but I really can't go back with you." I panted when Rolin finally stopped with the riding crop.

Rolin stuck a finger into my pussy, coming away with his finger coated with my juices. "Look at how wet you are! You can't say you don't want this."

He made me suck his finger clean. While his other hand rubbed my burning rump.

"I do want you, and what you do to me... you know that." My last words ended in a moan as I arched my ass back into his soothing hands.

He moved to unlock my wrists cuffs. "Then why do you want to leave me to go to Betancuria?"

"If I wanted to leave you, would I still be wearing your collar and your cuffs?" I asked as Rolin pulled my wrists behind me and locked them together again.

"You're wearing my collar and cuffs, you like it when I whip you and give you orders. So you like being my slave. But you want to go to Betancuria when I tell you not to?" Rolin asked as he pulled my bound wrists upwards, forcing me to bend over.

Ojak started laughing. "Son, yeh aint tamed this lass. She wants to be yeh slave. But only at night. Miriam still wants to decide stuff in da day. Am I right lass?"

I looked in shock at Ojak. He was the last person I expected to understand. "Yes. You're correct. Mostly."

Rolin pulled out his erect cock, and started rubbing it up and down my slit. "So you want to be my slave at night only?"

I moaned as his tip of his cock became slick with my juices and bumped my clitoris. "I want you in charge while we have sex."

Then both of us stopped talking as Rolin suddenly thrust himself into me.

It was now early evening and we had reached an agreement. Rolin had just finished thoroughly fucking me while I sucked on Ojak for the last time. Droplets of Rolin's cum dripped down my inner thighs, visible to everyone thanks to my shortened skirt. I reached down, scooped it up and licked it off my hand. My wrists weren't buckled together anymore, but I still wore the cuffs.

"I thot you got free and kidnapped my son. Tha's why I was following yous. Tha idea went inna fire when I saw yous all trussed up las night." Ojak explained as he parted farewell and left to return back to his cabin.

Our agreement was that when Rolin wanted sex, I would be his slave, he my master. Otherwise, he would be my companion, and travel with me to Betancuria. When we reached Betancuria, we would then decide how we wanted to continue our arrangement. I should have asked for him to obey me at all other times to make it fair, but we had come to the agreement while he was fucking me so I was relieved that I had managed to set any limits at all.

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We traveled the rest of the day during which Rolin alternated between fondling my exposed ass and probing my nether lips as we walked. He had my leash clipped to his belt and kept me aroused, but never let me reach orgasm. My cloak with the deer meat was expertly tied to his back like a back pack. He also proved his knowledge of local plants by finding greens to supplement our meal.

A delicious meal I ate naked with only my cuffs and collars, kneeling next to him on my bear skin cloak. He had placed my food on the cloak and locked my hands together behind me forcing me to bend over and eat with my mouth alone. The entire time I ate, he kept a finger prodding at my dripping slit.

After the meal, my wrist cuffs were tied to my angle cuffs, and my thigh cuffs were locked together. Rolin then sat in front of me and had me give him a blow job. He fell asleep after ordering me to keep his cock in my mouth, but not to suck. Sometime during the night, I fell asleep, and released his cock.

I awoke to sharp painful slaps on my ass. Rolin thoroughly whipped my buttocks for not holding his penis in my mouth all night. He then proceeded to expertly fuck me, finally allowing me to orgasm. And what an orgasm it was.

We were on the road to Betancuria again. It was late in the afternoon, and I had begun to hear noises that weren't natural to the forest. Nor were they the sounds of Rolin's fingers fucking my dripping slit. My leash was clipped to his belt again and he walked next to me with one hand behind me playing with my ass or my pussy.

I stopped and grabbed his arm. "Wait. Do you hear that?"

Rolin halted next to me and tilted his head. "Oh you're right. That sounds like a lot of wagons on paved road. Means the main road is right ahead of us with a caravan."

"Oh." I reached over to pull the leash from his belt.

Rolin grabbed my wrist while his other finger began fucking me again. "What're you doing?"

I started panting and threw my head back as I neared orgasm. But Rolin immediately slowed his fingers, denying me release.

I tried to press myself onto his fingers for more stimulation, but he merely moved his hand with me. "I don't want to be seen like this."

"So? I'm your master when it comes to sex, right? And we're having sex right now. So we're going to travel like this. Everyone's going to know you belong to me." Rolin replied and began to pump his fingers in earnest.

His words along with the extra stimulation of his fingers drove me over the edge and I climaxed. A screaming, shaking orgasm that ended with me slumped on his shoulder, held up by his fingers buried in my pussy.

He grinned wickedly. "They're going to think someone is dying out here."

Minutes later, when no one had approached I asked Rolin, "How come no one came to explore if they heard me?"

His hand moved up to my bare lower back and then traced the laces on my upper back. "They don't want to get involved with strangers. They're merchants, and they pay the bandits to get through, but that doesn't mean there aren't other bandits trying to lure them away. They learn to ignore anything that isn't their business."

I shivered under his caresses. "So you could do whatever you wanted to me in their sight, and they wouldn't harm either of us?"

"Well some of them do hire mercenaries. And those mercenaries aren't as predictable."

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When I had recovered, we walked out of the dirt road and joined the caravans on the paved road.

I received lots of attention and speculation from people in the passing wagons. Even though none of them approached us or spoke to us directly, I heard many people talking about us. Most common were whispered comments arguing whether I was a whore or a slave. I also heard many of them mention the red crop marks on my exposed ass. One of the men passing by pointed out that the crop swinging merrily from Rolin's belt was a loud testimony as to who had marked me. Rolin rubbed his hand possessively over one of my ass cheeks the entire time. That sparked a debate over Rolin's age.

Even though his fingers weren't buried in my pussy and he wasn't attempting to arouse me, I found my needy slit dripping juices that ran down my thigh. All the people watching Rolin fondle my buttocks had me on the edge of an orgasm. The spear I held in my hand was the only thing that prevented most of them from approaching or speaking too loudly about us. By the time evening had arrived, the caravan had passed us, and we were alone on the wide road. Rolin's hands went back to my pussy lips and found me sopping wet.

"Damn you're wet." He whispered as one of his fingers found my clit and began to play with it.

I couldn't hold back a loud moan filled with desire.

Rolin's hand clamped over my mouth immediately and he hissed in my ear. "Shhh! We're getting near the bridge where the bandits normally collect fare. I'm not sure exactly where they camp so you have to stay quiet."

I nodded that I understood, and he removed his hands from both my lower and upper lips. I began to watch the darkness fall as we walked down the paved road as silently as we could. The moonlight was partially obscured by the cloudy night, but still provided enough lighting to see.

"Why can't we just pay the fare like the other merchants?" I whispered to Rholin.

"They might decide they want you as well as the fare."

"Do they kidnap women often?"

Rolin combed his fingers through my hair. "Sometimes. But most young women who travel this road go heavily escorted. Your spear might make them hesitate, but they'll still see you as a beautiful slave and they'll probably rape you at the very least."

Just as the bridge came into view, I noticed a glint of metal in the trees. I immediately reached out with my arm and stopped Rolin. With one finger over my lips, I made the universal gesture for silence, then pointed to the tree where I could now see a man sitting in the branches, with a cross bow resting on his lap. Thankfully, he was looking on the other side of the bridge, probably expecting to rob people leaving Betancuria. Otherwise he would have spotted us walking in the middle of the road right away. I quickly led Rolin into the trees on the opposite side of the forest. I reached out to pull the leash out of his belt. But he grabbed my hand and stopped me. We held a whispered conversation in the woods.

"What do you think you're doing?" Rolin asked in a low voice.

"In case we have to move quickly. No matter how much it turns me on, I can't afford to fall and choke because the leash is attached to your belt."

"Oh." I could see the blush on his face even in the dim moonlight.

I quickly used my spear to cut off most of the leash, leaving about two feet hanging from my collar. I would have removed the collar, but only the lace attached from the top of my corset to my collar kept the corset from toppling forward.

I quickly wrapped the remaining 3 feet of leather around my belt. "They're watching the bridge too closely. Is there any point in the river we can ford across and avoid the bridge altogether?"

"No. There shouldn't be. But I've never explored the river. The bandits make this area too dangerous to explore."

I nodded. "Anything else I should know about them? Do they have dogs?"

Rolin squinted as he tried to remember. "They have dogs. I remember hearing them talk about hunting with dogs while they were collecting the fare from us once."

"Then we have to get rid of the deer meat. The dogs might catch the odor."

Rolin took off my bear cloak and began to open it.

I grabbed his hand and stopped him. "Don't bother. The cloak smells like the meat now. And we don't have time to wash it."

Rolin looked at me in surprise. "You really are a warrior huh?"

"A priestess. The soldiers we were with taught us how to fight though."

"So what are we going to do?"

"I'm going to scout the forest close to both sides of the bridges. Eventually, we'll have to find a way to get across. Wait here for me." I ordered as I got up and began to move silently through the trees toward the bridge.

Continued in Chapter 5

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