Dazed from the treatment she received and consumed by shame and guilty pleasure, Freya barely noticed the conversations between the dwarves. After a few minutes, she heard Nargi call in a servant girl as his brothers left.
The girl was a svartalf, with coal black skin and sliver hair that hung to her ass. She was beautiful, like all members of that race, with a slender, willowy figure. She was dressed in a short shift that barely reached her thighs, and a golden collar that marked her serfdom.
She helped Freya to her feet and half-carried her into the other room. Her hands were gentle, but when Nargi's back was turned she took the opportunity to run them over Freya's graceful curves, reawakening a shiver of lust in the goddess. She wondered how the svartalf had come to be enslaved here. A part of her even felt sorry for the girl, despite her evil race.
The room Freya was brought to was dominated by a huge machine. Reluctantly, she was helped into a seat in its centre. Then, to her shock, her arms and legs were strapped down. When she tried to struggle, Nargi grinned and reminded her of her promise.
"What does this do?" she asked, trying to summon up her dignity.
Nargi's grin widened. "You'll see. I was going to test it on Kolfinna here, but you'll make a far better subject."
Before Freya could say anything further, he reached out to a bank of controls and pulled a lever. Freya shrieked in surprise as the clamps that gripped her ankles shot up, spreading her legs wide and exposing her pussy to Nargi's lecherous gaze.
Braced for another fucking, she was surprised when Nargi instead reached under Kolfinna's shift and jabbed upwards with his fingers. Freya recognised the mixture of lust and loathing on the svartalf's face. It was the expression that she had worn through her earlier abuse.
Despite herself, she felt herself growing wet under Nargi's eyes as he violated his serf. Still grinning, the dwarf reached over with his free hand pulled another lever.
Freya screamed as, with a hiss of steam, a piston shot forward, driving itself into her cunt. Although its tip was carved into a crude phallus, the sheer size of it seemed to stretch her farther then she thought was possible. It withdrew, only to drive forward again.
Nargi watched as her face shifted from shock and shame to pure lust. The brutal pounding was almost painfully arousing, and she quickly shuddered into her first orgasm.
When her vision cleared, she saw Nargi bending the svartalf over. The shortness of her garment meant that Freya could see her wet pussy and tight asshole fully exposed. As she watched the dwarf run lustful fingers over her partner in violation's holes, Freya climaxed again, crying out with pure lust.
Nargi began to fuck his serf, listening as her moans mixed with Freya's, until the beautiful Aesir finally passed out under the relentless thrusting of his machine. |