The Baker's Wife Part One

Ungonius wasted no time entering his tent upon returning to the fort. He dragged Palema in, drawing the entrance closed behind him. He looked over his prize. The young woman stood in the center of the tent, swaying gently on her feet. A pretty little thing, large brown eyes, dark hair tied back into a lazy ponytail under her bonnet. Her body was pretty exceptional, large breasts pushing against the material of her long gown and tunic.

“Mine…” Ungonius growled, stepping forward and sweeping Palema up in his arms. His lips crashed into hers in a savage kiss. She responded immediately, returning his kiss with equal passion, her lips and tongue moving with his. Ungonuis’s hands slid down her back and cupped her buttock through her gown, massaging her soft flesh as they continued to kiss.

“Bet your little baker husband doesn’t kiss you like I do. Weak little thing probably doesn’t know how to treat a wanton wench like you right.”

“He is a good ma-”

“I don’t care. You are mine now!” Ungonius responded before kissing Palema again, his tongue slipping into her mouth to dance with hers. His hands roamed over her clothed body, sliding up between them to fondle her breasts. He squeezed both breasts hard till it drew a gasp from the young woman allowing Ungonius to catch her tongue with his lips.

“I have a better use for that tongue.” Ungonius intoned after letting go. He pushed Palema down to her knees and smiled cruelly at her. “Undo my britches.”

Palema dutifully did as she was bade. Unlatching the buttons and sliding the material down his muscular legs. The tumescent length within his undergarments was already as stiff as possible, twitching like a beast waiting to be released for a cage.

“Take my cock out.”

Palema peeled down Ungonius’s undergarments and his shaft sprung free from its confines. It stood erect before Palema’s face, massive and imposing a fitting thing for such a large man. Ungonius shifted forward till his length rested against the young woman’s face. Her nose bumping against the side and her lips brushing against the underside.

“Bet you have never seen a cock like mine?”

“It’s...so big.” Palema groaned as Ungonius rubbed himself against her.

“I want you to use your hands on me.” Ungonius commanded.

Palema’s soft hand came up and circled around the base. She wasted no time, sliding up and down with increasing speed as she looked up at Ungonius with an expression that was somewhere between worship and fear. The musty unwashed smell of the bandit leader combined with the heat that radiated off his cock played havoc on Palema’s senses. In her addled state of mind she could feel the heat pooling in her groin

“That's it. That's it.” Ungonius groaned, “Your mouth. Use your mouth as well.”

She had to raise her body up off her knees to reach the bulbous head of Ungonius’s cock but when she did, Palema let her tongue slide over it, tasting the sticky excretion at its tip. Palema's tongue left Geniuses cock head and travelled down his shaft, drawing a groan from the big man.

“Machine take you. You are a good little cocksucker.”

“Mmmm. Thank you.” Palema said before sliding her tongue back up to the top, “You are so tasty, my lord.”

‘If you think that’s good, you ‘ave another thing coming.” Ungonius said, taking his cock in hand and pushing the tip against Palema’s soft lips. She opened her mouth and let him slide in. He did not stop till he reached the back of her throat holding still while she got used to the intrusion.

When he was sure Palema was ready, Ungonius began to move. Pushing his hips back and forward, back and forward.

“Gak! Gak! Gak.” Palema made the most obscene noise each time the lengthy cock reached the end of her throat.

‘You like that?” Ungonius sneered.

“Gak! Gak! Gak!” Palema looked up at him with tear filled eyes as she worked to accommodate him with each thrust.

“Take it! Take it all.” Ungonius roared and with a powerful thrust, he pushed himself down her esophagus and let loose.

There were no women in the bandit group apart from Finyi, and Ungonius had no intention of bedding the little poisoner. As a result he was backed up and when he came, he let out what seemed to be endless spurts of cum into Palema’s stomach. As his orgasm came to an end Ungonius pushed Palema away from him. She spluttered and coughed as she stumbled backwards, catching herself on one of the tent poles. She sunk to her knees, milky white semen dribbling from her bottom lip.

“No time to rest, my little baker. We aren’t finished yet.”