You are claimed.

As the noise and confusion of the battlefield ends abruptly there is nothing for you to do but wait to be claimed. Though this end was always a possibility you still felt shocked, upset and angry at having fallen in your first engagement. It appeared your fear about losing your virginity in defeat without having the opportunity to use your impressive cock on a captive first would come to pass.

The pair of Vikings that had worked as a team to take you down wasted little time in returning to register their "kill". Looking up from the ground immobile with your armour in it's locked state you stared up at the warriors. The largest was a blonde with her hair in braids and you recognised her as the enemy that you had fought face to face. Her companion, a redhead you had not got a look at as she struck you from your flank.

"Nice kill Aslaug." The blonde commented as she stared down at you smirking.

"Mmmm yeah." The fire haired Viking agreed. "Though I'll give you half shares on her Rune. I would not have got such an easy strike if you had not been keeping her occupied."

The invader called Aslaug put in a request for a Swiss to attend and verify your capture and unlock the armour. From the short conversation it appeared your earlier assessment that your forces had prevailed in orbit was incorrect. It seemed a deal had been reached for the opposing forces to disengage. This meant that yourself and the other Zulus that had fallen were being sacrificed and the Vikings were being allowed to withdraw with their prizes.

It was a few minutes before the neutral Swiss arrived to review the armour cams and she quickly assigned you as captive to the redheaded Aslaug. You felt your body suddenly go limp as she unlocked your armour with her datapad. The fastenings of the armour unlocked and fell away as you stretched and rolled yourself over to kneel before the two Vikings. With a wide grin on her face Aslaug stepped up and drew a capture collar that was attached to her belt. A moment later you felt the cold plastisteel of the collar around your neck and heard the overly loud and ominous click as it lock in place.

Aslaug gripped you by the collar and tugged to indicate you should stand. Reluctantly you rose to your feet and hung your head in embarrassment. Despite your shame and disappointment your cock was semi hard and the two Viking's eyes lingered on your shaft and your breasts as they inspected you.

"Damn, she's hung Aslaug!" Rune exclaimed. "That dick's as big as mine."

"Hmmm, yeah that is a bonus. With you as bunkmate I acquired a taste for big cock." Aslaug laughed before addressing you directly. "So what's your name sweetie?"

"Shandra." You mutter in response.

"Well Shandra sweetie it's back to the ship for you." Aslaug chuckled as she snapped a leash onto your collar. "Seems your high command decided you and your sisters were expendable. We get to keep you sluts in return for halting the raid."