Chapter 0 - Enter the Freljord


 
 
Vayne woke up, tired and cold.


She had no idea where she was. Chasing a group of demons through the Freljord icelands was harder than she anticipated. At the end of the day, justice had been dealt and the monsters were killed. Vayne sought to get back to the nearby settlement, but she ended up losing her conscience after slipping on ice and falling off a cliff
Her arms were bound behind, her hair untied and her glasses missing.  The room she was in now was made completely out of ice, something more accustomed to legends or fairy tales.
In the chamber she also found a bed, 'Suitable to a king' Vayne thought. She got up from the ice floor and started to walk around. The room was massive, every piece of furniture and detail perfectly crafted. The bed itself was covered in blue sheets, matching with the few pillows on it.

She still had no idea of how she came to be here. She couldn't remember who or what carried her to this place, for she surely hadn't walked while unconscious.

Suddently, the door opened. Vayne's face lit up with hopes of obtaining the answers she sought, but instead came a face she had only rarely seen.

"Ice witch." The words came out of Vayne's mouth like venom. "What did you do to me? How did I get here?"

"Oh my, is that how you meet your host?" Lissandra's voice spoke, calmly.

"Why. Am. I. Here."

"If you are so desperate for knowledge, so be it. I found you unconscious in My territory. I decided it would be better to not leave you in the freezing cold to your death, so I took you back to my castle. Does my answer please you?"

"And you just decided to bind my hands?"

"Necessary precautions. The magic in the binding is not too strong. Also, you probably would have jumped at me the moment you saw who I was. Which reminds me, my hospitality is not free, demon hunter."

"Very well, witch. State your price and I will ensure you will be paid after I return to my country."

"Oh, my dear. I have no need for gold."

"What? Then what else do you want?"

"I desire only one thing. You." Speaking those words, she closed up on the demon hunter and pushed her on top of the bed, before beginning to climb on top of her.

"Wha-What are you doing?! St-Stop this!" Vayne spoke before Lissandra's face came in her view.

"Mmmm, I always liked the shy ones. Tell me, are you a virgin too?" She spoke, beginning to trail kisses on Vayne's neck.

"It’s none of your business, witch!”

“And what a fighting spirit you have. We will really enjoy each other my dear.”

As her words left her mouth, Lissandra went to remove her partner's clothing, exposing bit after bit of skin. She removed her underwear, exposing Vayne's breasts both to the gentle cold and the Ice queen's glare. She started kneading the flesh, taking one nipple in her mouth, then the other, making the other girl squirm beneath her, moans coming more frequently inbetween the pleas to stop. She then slowly got up on top of Vayne's stomach and removed her own coverings, exposing herself to her subject.
Vayne couldn't help but gaze at the sight presented to her. Her captor's breasts were much greater in comparison to her modestly-sized ones. She knew her own lust was building up, feeling the temperature in her cheeks rise. She turned her head to the side, avoiding her captor's eyes in embarrassment.

Observing the movements of her prey, Lissandra smiled as she closed the distance between the two of them. She started rubbing her breasts on Vayne's body, watching the poor girl's reactions.

"You witch! What did you do to me?"

“Me? Nothing. Now, how about you stop lying to yourself and admit that you enjoy what I’m doing?”

“I’m not enjoying anything!”

“Of course not dear.”

Vayne couldn't control her breathing anymore. She felt Lissandra's tongue trace the outlines of her ear before her lips came unto her lobe, sucking it gently, making Vayne shudder lightly at the feel. She continued to go lower, leaving a trail of kisses this time on the side of her neck. She moved her thigh to rub inbetween Vayne's slightly parted legs, but she ceased her actions after feeling something hard. She moved her gaze towards Vayne's lower body, only to see that a tent formed in her pants.

"Oh my, I see you're quite a big hunter, aren't you?"

"Enough! Unhand me and I will tell noone of this."

"I would, but you’re probably so excited I’d feel horrible with leaving you in such a state. Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you. Really good.”

The Ice queen got off her captor. She went on to remove the hunter's lower clothing as well as her underwear before removing her own garments. The sight was truly impressive. Vayne's member stood proudly, 7 inches of flesh seeking attention in the cold air. However, the night hunter stood in awe when she looked at her captor. Between her legs lied a tool which put her own to shame, standing at probably 11 or 12 inches.

"I'm sure you've been told before, but you truly are beautiful my little hunter. We will have much fun together. Come on now, no reason for you to be embarrassed. Yours may still be smaller, but it's still quite nice compared to some others."

"Silence witch!"

"Hmmm, we'll have to work a bit towards improving your personality however."

Lissandra got off her bed, using her magic to move Vayne's body as well. Vayne noticed just how taller the queen was, her head ending up near her breasts.

"Let's get started, shall we?"

In a moment, Vayne found herself on her knees. In front of her eyes lying her captor's huge shaft. She stood, feeling awe as well as fear of it, but especially of what is about to come. She knew what the Ice queen wanted from her, but like hell she would do it. She simply spat on her, showing she won't be broken so easily.

"Oh, a little disobedient are we? Let me present it differently. This" She said, pointing to her proud instrument "Is going up your ass, whether you want it or not. All you can decide is if it will go in easily, or painfully."

Vayne understood what she meant. She looked up to the witch, her glare as cold as death. However, she decided doing the Ice queen's desire will be more favorable.
She started slowly, by licking all around Lissandra's tool. Afterwards she opened her mouth  to take her head inside. After some struggling, she finally managed to fit the tip inside. However, it felt much bigger than it was. Taking her time, she continued to slip the member in bit by bit. She stopped after feeling the head near her throat, then proceeded to go back and forth, over and over again.

Her lack of experience was obvious, the queen not showing signs of being pleased. Still, the night hunter continued her work, hoping the situation would change. Soon enough it did, with Lissandra putting her hand on Vayne's head, forcing her to quicken her pace. Shortly after, she felt the hand forcing her to go beyond her boundaries, the Ice queen forcing herself straight to the confines of Vayne's tight throat. The night hunter was scared by the sudden intrusion, the member cutting her breath. She was legitimately scared at this point, having tears rolling out of her eyes.

"Mmmm, you're so tight my little hunter... I don’t think I’ll resist much longer."

Vayne's throat felt amazing to Lissandra, who had her eyes closed trying to get as much stimulation as possible. Soon, she felt her climax coming and she tightened her grip on her head, placing the entirety of her member inside before shooting her seed straight inside her captive's stomach, screaming in bliss.. Vayne felt her arms unbind,

Lissandra having lost her concentration. She tried pressing against her thighs, but Lissandra’s hand kept her pressed against her crotch. About halfway through her orgasm, she relaxed her hold, slipping out of Vayne’s throat, giving her the first taste of semen in her life. After lingering for a few seconds, she retracted the head outside, letting the last ropes of semen paint the hunter's features white.

The taste was unlike anything she ever had before, intoxicatingly strong, salty and even a bit sweet. The texture was so thick, when Lissandra ordered her to swallow her "gift" it took her at least four attempts to do so, opening her mouth after to prove her effort. The first thing she saw was the big member in front of her, coated in saliva as well as sperm. She wanted to use her hands and fight against the Ice queen, but she was too weakened from her abuse.

“Such a good girl you are”

The Ice queen crouched and stared in Vayne's eyes, filled with defiance and distrust. She knew the demon hunter would soon change her opinion, but she wanted to take her time.

“Time for you to receive your reward my dear. Are you ready?”

“Get it over with, witch.”

Lissandra’s lips captured Vayne's in a dominating kiss before she would take her in her arms like a bride. Going to the bed, she released her face down, her legs lingering near the headboard. Vayne felt one of her captor’s hands lift her hips up in the air, the other pressing her head on it’s side. Lissandra parted her legs open, taking time to observe what lied before her. She poked Vayne’s member, still erect from what happened before. She felt it twitch constantly from the smallest movement, noticing how inexperienced Vayne was. She probably never had anyone even see her like that, especially not bent over with her legs spread on some bed.
She slowly put her member near the star of Vayne’s ass, feeling her shudder slightly at the contact

“Relax, dear. Everything will be alright. I told you, you’ll love it.”

“Just...just put it in already.”

“Darling, we have all the time in the world. No need to rush ourselves.”

The expected forceful thrush was still not coming. Instead, Vayne felt her small hole being slowly opened by Lissandra’s soft cockhead. She entered her warm tunnel bit by bit, going back and forth so as to not hurt her partner. She quickened her pace, her member caressing Vayne’s insides, making her moan. She tried to cover her mouth, but Lissandra took hold of her arms. She then shifted their positions, putting her own back to the headboard and making Vayne sit on her lap with her massive pole stuck in her ass and her big breasts pressing her back, feeling her hard nipples as they rubbed her.. She took both of the night hunter’s arms in one hand, putting them above her head. The free one was used to play with Vayne’s own titflesh, before going down to pet her stomach gently, slowing the pace of her member.

Vayne was in complete bliss, not being able to restrain herself from moaning as she felt her insides contract everytime the spongy head in her ass rubbed against her prostate, making her own small instrument twitch. She hated herself for liking it, but she still stood her ground, not allowing herself the relief of orgasm. At least she tried, until she felt Lissandra take her cock in her arm, slowly rubbing it then heading south to squeeze her balls out, resuming her handjob soon after, making Vayne scream in pleasure.

“Fu-Fuck you! You sex-crazed witch!“

“If you don’t silence your mouth, maybe we should put it to better use.”

Lissandra let her dick go, moving her hand to Vayne’s head. She then slowly pushed her down, nearing her mouth to her own cock while quickening the pace inside her ass.
“What are you doing? You witch! Stop this!”

She tried screaming, but her moaning made her intimidation attempts sound like she was just trying to beg. She saw her own cockhead closing in before it was forced inside her mouth. Her lips went about halfway on the dick, the pounding of her ass creating moans that sent shudders throughout her spine. She felt Lissandra stop her movements, letting her a few breathing moments before she spoke.

“Suck yourself off. And swallow everything that comes out. Otherwise we will have quite a bad time.”

The previously warm voice felt ice cold, the calm words making her shudder. She listened to the order, starting to bob her head shamefully, feeling her prostate try work against the cock bottomed inside her ass. In a few moments she came and drank everything that her own dick offered. She noted that her own semen was not quite as strong and much bitter than what she previously tasted, before mentally slapping herself for remembering those moments. Soon after her climax had finished, Lissandra resumed her thrusts, letting Vayne know her job wasn’t done. She resumed her sucking, this time her head being moved by the hand of her captor rather than her own will, her moans still making her cock vibrate, fueling her lust. When her tongue felt the saltiness of her sperm a second time, she couldn’t make herself drink the contents inside her mouth. Soon enough, Vayne felt the removal of the hand on top of her, letting herself go back to her original position. This time she rested her head on Lissandra’s shoulder, her own cum beginning to drip down the corners of her mouth before running down her neck and onto her breasts.

A few moments after, she felt the lips of her queen nearing her ear again. Her arms were unbound as Lissandra moved the hand used to hold them to Vayne’s mouth, letting her dump the mix of semen and spit that did not end up on her body.

“Are you tired my dear?” She asked, whispering softly.

“I... Y-Yes...“

“Mistress.”

“Yes... Mistress...”

“You’re such a good girl my dear. I think it’s time I reward you again.”

The ice queen removed her member from the girl’s poor, abused hole before shifting their positions once more. She let Vayne rest her head on the pillows, moving herself between her parted legs. She used a bit of the sperm in her hand to lubrify Vayne’s entrance once again before pressing her cock against it, easily forcing it open. She rubbed the rest of her hand’s contents on the girl’s stomach and breasts while starting to move slowly inside her. After a few thrusts, she localized precisely the spot inside Vayne’s tunnel that would make her member shudder everytime her cockhead rubbed it, Vayne herself trying to cover her moans. Moving her hands to the night hunter’s knees, she pressed them against the girl’s shoulders, letting her feet in the air and moving her head close to her own. She made Vayne put her own hands on her breasts, away from her mouth in order to hear every sound she sould make.

After some final adjustments, she started moving again, their position forcing her dick straight into Vayne’s prostate over and over again, her moaning as fast as the wild thrusts that forced pleasure into her body. In not even a minute she was forced to look in her mistress’s dominating eyes as she screamed pathetically in orgasm. The Ice queen stopped thrusting and simply rubbed up and down over the sweet spot inside her. Her dick was not even touched as it simply spurted it’s load all over her breasts and belly. In just moments Lissandra resumed pleasing her captive, moving Vayne’s hips forward, putting her head face to face to her cock once again. She couldn’t resist the wild prostate fucking and ended up coming again. Despite her tries, she was too tired to put her lips around the pole, thanking with just opening her mouth so she felt the taste of sperm as it landed on her face.

Lissandra couldn’t stop her thrusts this time, feeling her own pleasure build up once more. She let the girl’s legs go as her hands went to Vayne’s dick once more., one of them beginning to rub it out as the other stood at it’s head paciently. She felt her own orgasm once more, dumping her load inside Vayne’s ass, directly onto her abused and battered prostate, healing it and sending the poor girl over the edge, her own load being received it it’s entirety by one of the hands working at it.

Completely spent, she removed herself from inside the girl’s tunnel, drinking her hand’s contents, sucking each finger individually. She went to kiss Vayne’s lips, letting her taste herself again.

Putting an arm before the girl’s head, she moved her to her side before drawing the covers of her bed on top of them.

Vayne let herself finally relax, feeling the sperm inside her butt, her stomach and what bits were left in her throat, along with what was dried on her breasts and face.

“Good night my little darling.” Came the sweet whisper of her queen near her ear, before she kissed the top of her head.

“Good night... m-mistress.”
 
 
 
               
 
 
 