This story was inspired by a conversation I had with @oddartistagain (their deviantart).
She's her village's last hope, she knows. Marauders were already there, promising to rain death and destruction upon the villagers should they not do as they're said.
They lived in fear for three whole days. In that time the marauders looted their houses for valuables and took all supplies, leaving the villagers without food. Now they were enslaved, forced to work for the marauders or suffer the consequences. They blocked the main gateways and there are four or more of them patroling to make sure no one escapes.
But she's always known how to sneak around, though. She knew the best places to harvest wild garlic, mushrooms and berries in the forest, she knew which herbs helped with a cough and how to move unseen.
And so she managed to sneak out of the village to get help. She's standing at the crossroads at the border of the forest. The fastest way to the next bigger village where she could get help was to go through the deepest part of the forest, but she'd have to pay the trolls for them to let her cross the path. The other path lead around the forest, but that would take at least the whole day instead of only a few hours.
Normally, she'd take fresh, soft bread with her to pay the trolls, but she didn't have anything now, the marodeurs took all of it. She didn't have time to collect a basket full of ripe berries either, she didn't even have a basket.
She'd have to beg the trolls to let her pass, promise she'd pay them later. But thinking about her family now she knew she had to take her chances, so she took a deep breath and started walking deeper and deeper into the forest.
She knows exactly when she enteres the trolls' territory. It got darker, even though it was still noon, all sounds seemed to be subdued. The ferns grew larger here and there were Will-o'-the-wisps confusing you, should you be unfortunate enought to strumble into this part of the forest at night.
You never know when the trolls will stop you, but they will. She's nervous, alert. Looking left and right without seeing anyone, anything. And then she's stopping. Maybe this was a bad idea, after all. She should turn around and walk back, take the route around the forest but- she's come so far already.
Her family needs her, her friends need her. She nods to herself and starts walking again.
"Taveler, stop", she hears just as she crosses a creek. She obeys. It isn't wise to disobey the trolls. This is their land, after all and they can make sure you never find a way out of the forest if they so wish.
The troll sits on a stone nearby, pipe in hand. He's wearing a loincloth and has straps around his massive chest, which is normal. It is summer, after all. He looks at her with interest, clever eyes scanning her form for any weapon she might have on her.
He inhales the smoke and puffs it out in rings, "you wish to cross the forest on our path?", he asks.
"Yes", she answers evenly. "I wish to reach Zwick to get help for my village."
"Marauders came and took over the village, they took the women and children prisoners and stole our belongings. They eat our food and leave us with nothing."
He nods. "They're doomed should they enter the forst", he promises and the trees creak in the wind, leaves rustling as if they wanted to confirm what he said. "What will you give me as payment?"
"I don't have anything", she whispers.
He stands up, toweing over her and making her flinch.
"Oh, but that's not true", he says.
She should've turned around, this was a bad idea.
"I can't let you pass without payment", he says, puffing smoke circles out of his nose before grinning.
"What- what do you want?", she asks and shudders at the way he bends down to look at her.
He humms deep in his throat. One of his chunky hands reach out to tug at the neckline of her dress, causing one of her breasts to fall out. He takes her nipple between two fingers and rolls it.
She's shaking and she isn't sure if it's from fear or embarassment. He exposes her other breast with his other hand and weighs them in his hands. Then he takes a step back, she doesn't dare to move or cover herself up.
He looks her up and down, eyes lingering on her exposed tits, hard nipples in the colder forest air, "this will do just fine as payment."
Surely, he can't mean-! "Huh?", she breathes out unsteadily.
"So, will you pay me?", he asks and she knows she has to. It's this or never finding a way out of the forest, ever again.
She gives her consent, "yes." It's quiet, but it's enough for him.
"Take that dress off, human", he commands.
She does. She loosens she laces on her dress before letting it slide down her body. Her slip goes next, then her underwear until she's bare before him, the rushing from the creek is deafening and his eyes are boring into her form.
"Surely you want to get help for your village as soon as possible, right?", he asks.
"Yeah", she answers, looking up at him.
"Better rub that human pussy, then, or you'll never be able to fit my cock inside. And your payment will be fulfilled only if you take the whole thing up your cunt."
She's shocked at the brute words. His loinscloth is being pushed aside by a massive, hard cock and he's looking at her lustfully.
"Come on", he says and sits down again. "You can make yourself useful and suck it until you're ready. Kneel."
She walks over to him on unsteady legs and kneels between his knees. She feels the moss under her knees. His cock is right in front of her face like this. It's heavy and hot, of dark color and very erect.
She darts out her tongue to lick the shaft and wraps a hand around his girth. His balls are bulging and she shudders at the thought of how much cum he'll release into her. She already knows he will.
One of her hands reach down between her legs to rub her slit. There's no way she'll fit his massive cock inside of her when she's not wet, so she rubs her clit. He decides to help her along by taking her tits into his hands again, flicking the hard nubs and tugging at them.
She feels wetness gather between her legs and spreads it with her hand while the other pumps his shaft. She closes her mouth around the tip and sucks him off, trying to gain as much time as possible. In the back of her mind she knows she should hurry, but she'll also have to satisfy him so she can pass.
It doesn't take long before she can taste his precum on her tongue. Her own ministrations have made her sopping wet, but she still feels a pang of fear when he pulls her mouth off of his dick.
"That's enough", he decides. "Turn around."
Once she's facing away from him, he guides her until she feels his thick cock at her ass. He rubs it against her, sliding it through her crack. But then his hands are at her waist, lifting her up.
Her breath comes out short and ragged when she feels the mushroom tip of his massive cock sliding through her slit until it presses against her opening.
For a few seconds she's suspended mid-air, anticipating his cock to enter her and then he starts to lower her onto him, impaling her on his hard rod.
She's moaning loudly as he enters her, stretching her out until she's fully seated. He chuckles and reaches around her to play with her breasts. He isn't fucking her, which irritates her further. She's trapped like this, sitting on his cock while he plays with her tits.
She whines and tries to move and he chuckles again, "right", he says. "You have a quest to fulfill."
And then he lifts her by the waist and slams her down onto him again and again and again, jostling her breasts. Her cries of Oh, oh, oh must be echoing all the way back to her village, she's sure.
But the embarassment is pushed aside as she feels something different build up inside of her when he ups his pace, fucking her harder and faster. Her high pitched cries mix with the sounds of the forest.
With a final thrust, she comes around his cock, eyes fluttering shut. Her orgasm takes her to unknown heights and she feels his shaft pumping spurt after spurt of troll seed into her until it spills over. She slumps back into him, feeling exhausted and so full that she mewls when he lifts her off of his dick to set her on the ground, where she promptly falls to her hands and knees. Her pussy is still clenching around nothing occasionally.
She sees him lighting his pipe again, puffing out smoke like nothing happened while she's still on her knees before him, naked and dripping his cum.
"Go on, then", he says casually. "You payed. You can cross the forest undisturbed from now on. Until you come back", he promises.
She didn't miss the way he said it. She knows that she'll never again be able to pay this troll with fresh bread or berries, should she want to cross the forest.
With heavy limbs she puts on her dress again. She feels his cum running down the inside of her legs all the way to Zwick, but she reaches the village well before the sun sets.
artwork by @oddartistagain!
