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Thorn dipped his large hand into the water and howled at the extreme cold. He looked down at the small creature before him, raising his dark brows in wonderment at her fortitude.
He splashed water at her wounds, causing her to cry out at the stinging feeling, her eyes opening briefly before falling shut once again. Thorn stroked her hair as if to comfort her and proceeded to wash her cuts and scrapes. He felt his cock stiffen once again, pressing against her moist folds through the thin fabric of his trousers, which were quickly becoming damp with her arousal.
Sensing this, he traced his fingers lightly over her inner thigh, forcing her legs to part slightly. He heard her breath quicken at his touch.
He began to feel her feminine folds with the pad of his thumb, feeling her muscles tighten as he brushed against her sensitive nub. As he continued to work his thumb reverently over her clit, he felt the spot on his trousers becoming sodden as she mewled unconsciously in response to his massage.
He took two fingers and pressed at the opening of her sex. To his surprise, he felt a powerful resistance despite the dampness that now coated his fingers. Trying one finger, he pushed into her body, feeling her warmth grip his finger with an excruciating tightness. A bead of moisture leaked from the head of his engorged cock at the discovery of her untouched sex.
Thorn felt his vision blur as urgent desire took over him. He lifted the nymph's primed body off of his lap and laid her down in front of him. Before he could make another move, he heard a high-pitched whistle coming from the ridge.
It was his brother, Hawk, astride his own steed. His mind still foggy with lust, he stared, perplexed at the unexpected sight of his fellow warrior.
"We're packing up camp," Hawk shouted. Shifting slightly to inspect the beauty who lay slumped next to Thorn, he jested, "I take it the foraging was a success, brother."
Gruffly, Thorn lifted Ava, flung her roughly over his shoulder once again, and lumbered toward Gren, the urgency in his loins abating. The corners of his mouth curled upwards as he relished in the knowledge of his most pleasing captive and the recent discovery of her tantalizing secret.
His spirit lifting somewhat, he raised his hand and smacked one of her buttocks, prompting a muted "mmph" from his exquisite hostage.
To be continued.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousalmost 3 years agoSoooo good! I love historical fantasy and this story had such lovely prose and created such a luscious atmosphere :) I really want to read the next part!
Anonymousalmost 3 years ago@AngelaSaxon interesting take. I have the same complaints as you about many of the stories here, but this story wasn't one of them. Personally, I don't get anything out of stories where both parties don't get off. Arousal is a prerequisite. Which yes, is not realistic, but I'm not looking for realism.
I do hate the trope of "secretly she wants it and midway through the rape she'll change her mind," but at the same time there can be arousal without consent or secretly wanting to be raped, and I don't feel like this story crossed that line, even at the part that you quoted.
AngelaSaxonalmost 3 years ago"...she marveled at the exhilarating sensation stirring between her legs. He lapped expertly at her breasts and she let out another desperate moan. .. her sodden cunt responding to his stiff cock and hearing her cries of arousal... Gasping as he paused his delightful invasion on her body, Ava bit her lip to keep herself from revealing her perverse ecstasy..."
This is why I dislike the 'the victim must get some kind of thrill from the sex in any non-consent story' guideline for this site: the place is now filled with this stuff.
To discourage people from submitting particularly nasty, violently sadistic non-consent stories, a norm haa been created where writers routinely articulate the actual thoughts of many actual rapists.
'Just an inch beneath the surface they want it and they'll LOVE it.'
The idea is so frequently implied or outright stated: they might not want to admit it to themselves, but when - not even 'if' - their bodies respond it means they're in the middle of an exciting, thrilling experience and they know, maybe secretly, that this is what they want.
It's like being in the mind of a particularly ignorant, angry 14 year old boy virgin. But then lots of adult misogynist guys sound quite a bit like that.
(There's another version of this where after the incident the victim retrospectively finds it to have been exciting, using the memories as masturbation imagery, for example.)
I don't think the guideline for this site actually requires this identical, ridiculous, reactionary ideology be turned into the de facto message of every non-consent story, over and over again.
It has that effect. But it need not.
Especially if one is conscious of what kinds of material the guideline is intended to discourage, and just doesn't write such things. (Or even better if one doesn't want to in the first place.)
There are actually plenty of nonsent stories which don't follow this love-being-raped model. Successful, popular stories by very widely read, well-known authors.
In other words, I don't think the stories which don't abide by this supposed rule just somehow fell through the cracks of the site's position on non-consent stories.
Rather, the tone and content of such stories do not lead to any problems FOR A REASON.
The author is writing in ways that come across as absurd, humorous, even cartoonish, and the story doesn't come across as mean-spirited misogynistic violence, seems mire about horniness than realistically vicious hatred, etcetera.
Writers like GeorgeTasker could write and seemingly evade such a rule because in truth their versions of non-consemt were not what the guideline was intended to particularly discourage .
But I guess so long as writers think it is an absolute rule - that vicims gotta love it - we'll keep getting these, endlessly.
Like I died and went to a hell made up of the second half of every Ashson nonconsent story ever written.
Unless it isn't even about the rule and writers or readers just really like or believe that stuff, of course...
