Kindred Spirit Lodge Presents

Settling In


by Kit & Hunter
December 28th, 2001~January 1st, 2002

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(Kit) --

Kit and Hunter come to the Inn a little worse for wear. They had been traveling for days together after they had met in the Tavern where Kit's sister kitty worked and lived with her Mistress.

Hunter had met Kit in the hallways of the Tavern and had to take a second look, for She was the twin to kitty, a dear friend of the Viking.  kitty introduced them and when Kit had learned that Hunter had saved Her dear sister's life, Kit had decided to count the Viking as a friend as well.

They had talked through the night and as Kit had been ready to leave the Tavern, Hunter had asked to tag along and that she would call for her love later.  Kit was grateful, the road was a hard one and even harder when you had no company. 

So, as Hunter and Kit walked into the Inn they felt a kinship with the people they met and thought to stay for a bit.  They sat down for their first ale in days and it tasted so good.  They ate hearty and then went up to their room. Oh it was a fine room.  When they saw the robes and towels on the beds, they smiled at each other and decided to go and take a long deserved bath together.

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Kit went behind a screen and changed into her nice silk black robe.  She was self-conscience of the lash marks on her back and did not like for people to see them.  Her friend, Hallvor, undressed in the room itself and got into her dark blue robe which was trimmed in gray, then the two headed for the bathing chamber.

Before Kit had walked out of the door, she had grabbed a piece of parchment and put it into her pocket.  When they arrived, the chamber was empty.  The two new friends looked at each other and smiled shyly. They unrobed and got into the bath. It felt so good after the hard and cold road they had been on together.  The warm water had felt so good to both of them that they had just closed their eyes enjoying the feeling of floating in warmth.

After a bit, Kit opened her eyes and started to appraise the Viking's body.  It was very nice, hard, and yet soft in just the right places.  Oh my dear, those nipple rings she could think of a few things she would like to do with those.  Oh yes Hallvor was a tasty morsel, that was clear.

When she got caught looking, Kit had grabbed the nearest soap and started to wash up, then as Hallvor had done the same Kit stopped and stared a bit more at the Viking.  All those tattoos had to have so many stories behind them. And were so sexy as well. Finally the next time she was caught looking Kit asked.

"How bout I wash your back friend?"

Hallvor nodded smiling and settled in for a long and sensual washing.  At first Kit just washed the middle of her back, but as they talked Kit started running the sponge a bit slower and easier along the Viking's skin.  Finally Kit reached Hallvor's neck and ran the rough sponge over the back of the Viking's neck, then down one side across a breast, over a nipple and back up and over the other side of her neck, down to that breast as well and graze a nipple.

Finally Kit whispers in Hallvor's ear "Want to play?" and licks the Vikings ear.

Hunter shivers and moans but thinks of her love and growls "I cant.  I have a love, you know that."

Then Kit says, "Yes, I know and she is the one who suggested this." Then goes to her robe where she brings out a piece of parchment then turns and continues, "I had talked to her before we left.  She said it is ok with her just as long as she is first in your book, and we all get to play with each other."

Hallvor at first did not know what to think, yes her love knew of her attraction to Kit and had even suggested something like this but was not sure if this was really what her love wanted.

Finally Kit asked, "You don't believe me do you?  Well I have proof your love and I talked." T hat is when she showed the parchment to the Viking.  Hallvor was in shock, yes this was her love's.  It was a drawing that the Viking had done herself of her love in the bath.  When she saw this, she knew Kit was telling the truth and let what she had been feeling come through in her eyes.

The Viking's eyes had gone yellow and then went back to their original blue as fast as they had changed.  Kit at first stepped back a bit but then remembered what the Viking's love had said and knew it was ok.  Kit came close to the Viking and grabbed both breasts in each hand and squeezed hard. As Kit heard Hallvor moan she whispered in her ear.

"Your love gave me a few tips. She told me you liked it rough."

And then Kit took the Viking's lips in a passionate kiss which ended up with their tongues dueling with each other for dominance, but Kit won and sucked in the Viking's tongue while giving her a passionate and forceful kiss.

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(Bath Time - by Hunter) --

Hallvor moaned and let her body submit to the small warrior. Both sides of the dominance play held attraction for the Viking and she was very turned on by the aggressive small warrior.

Hallvor broke the kiss with a gasp when Kit's hands tweaked her nipples and pulled on the rings she found there. Hallvor's body jerked against Kit's and the Greek thrust a leg between Hallvor's roughly.

Hallvor, a rebellious streak always near the surface, snapped her head down and bit Kit's neck, instinctively hitting a highly erotic spot and she felt a shudder run through the other warrior's body.

"Ja, I like it rough," Hallvor, aka Hunter, said roughly. "How about you, Kit?"

Kit growled and moved with cat-like quickness down Hallvor's body to grab one of the nipple rings with her teeth as a hand went between the Viking's legs, grabbing Hallvor's sex and pinning the warrior to the side of the bathing tub.

"Thor's Blood!" Hallvor hissed and fell under the water when Kit grabbed her wrists together and tied them with the tie from Hallvor's robe. Hallvor coughed and leaned back against the edge of the tub, breathing heavily from desire and a touch of anger.

"I may not get your heart, warrior, but I'm going to take your body!" Kit growled and smacked the inside of Hallvor's legs. The legs, being half out of the water, were left red and stinging as Hallvor bit her lip.

"What are those marks on your neck," Kit asked, her voice husky with desire. "Looks like a snake has been working you over on a regular basis."

Hallvor shook her head and bit her lip. She tried to keep from crying out when Kit twisted a nipple ring painfully. Hallvor whimpered.

"What are they?" Kit demanded. "You don't try to hide them."

"Rack off!" Hallvor snapped, her eyes suddenly yellow, and Kit hesitated as Hallvor closed her eyes. When she opened them again they were bright blue.

"Oh, I intend to get off, Hall, and to take you with me," Kit promised. "I heard rumors around my sister's friends about you and your mate. Rumors of fangs, wounds and constant blood loss between you two. Wanna show me those fangs?"

Hallvor's eyes blazed but any protest she was able to snap back at Kit was lost in her moans as Kit's tongue snaked out and lightly danced over her nipples, twirling the nipple rings and sending shivers down the Viking's body. Hallvor felt her body jerk as Kit began teasing her opening with her fingers.

"Come on, warrior," Kit teased. "You like it rough enough to break the skin?"

Hallvor bit her lip but her desire was evident to the other warrior. "Yes! Ja!" Hallvor snapped.

"Your mate said you wanted me, is this how you want it? Rough, hard and fast?"

"Yes, damnit!" Hallvor cried out, "Take me, damnit!"

Hallvor's head snapped back against the tub as Kit's teeth bit one of her nipples hard and the warrior's tongue played with the ring while the teeth inflamed the same nipple and her fingers thrust abruptly into the Viking.

With her wrists tied together and being held by Kit's hand, Hallvor was at a disadvantage but the water helped raise her body up to chest level to Kit. The Greek was able to thrust into the Viking at a comfortable straight angle that ensured she was striking deep and hard.

Hallvor felt Kit switch nipples and attack the right one as the small warrior added another finger to the assault and Hallvor heard small whimpers coming from her throat. Hallvor felt a familiar growl building in her chest as her body bucked, trying to take more and more of the Greek.

"Give it to me, Hall!" Kit ordered, moving Hallvor's body down into the water to thrust her own sex against the Viking's thigh. "Now!"

Hallvor wasn't sure if she was bleeding or not, at the least she was going to be sore and didn't mind a bit. Hallvor tried to move down on Kit's fingers and Kit matched her thrust for thrust until the Viking cried out repeatedly, water splashing around them as Hallvor's body writhed until the pain and pleasure combination.

The Viking tried to get her breath back and felt Kit untying the tie holding her wrists together and the small warrior taking her into Kit's arms, comforting.

"Where in Hella's Halls did you get that rough streak?" Hallvor asked softly with a grin.

"You like?" Kit grinned back, kissing the Viking softly.

"Yeah, very much," Hallvor smiled. "Let me get my strength back and I might show you those fangs."

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(At Hallvor's Hands - by Kit) --

Kit was going to participate in the contest but thought better of it and watched the display of warrior skills with much interest instead, for she did not think that her skills were well defined enough yet to be able to compete against such excellent warriors. After each skill had been shown she was even more impressed with the people she had just met but even more with the Viking. Those powerful arms Kit wondered what they were capable of.

When the contest was over Kit had looked for Hallvor but could not find her, so she went back to the room they shared to freshen up before dinner. Kit had just entered the room when she heard someone behind her.  She turned with dagger in hand ready to defend herself if necessary when she saw it was the Viking.  But there was something different about her.  She seemed larger, more dominating, and when she looked into Hallvor's eyes she had seen they had changed from their usual bright blue to a wolf's yellow.

Kit stepped back a bit wondering what was happening.  She had remembered what she had been told by her sister before leaving with Hallvor that Hallvor could change into a werserker, and she had knowledge that it could happen while being aroused or angry. Kit wondered which it was arousal or anger. Kit tentatively started to ask a question of the Viking.

"Hallvor, are you alri..."

But before Kit could finish her sentence she was grabbed by the powerful Viking and told, "You took me last night now it is my turn to take you. Are you anything like your sister? Please tell my you are. I know you are not an innocent like she is. You proved that last night. But I know some of the things that turns on the young slave kitty, your sister, does the same things turn you on Kit the little warrior."

Throughout this time, Kit had been trying to figure out how she felt about this.  She had always been the one on top since she had vowed once she was given her freedom from slavery that she would not bow down to another ever again. Now she was having all these mixed feelings. One told her to cut down the Viking right then and there for even suggesting such a thing, another and the more powerful one was telling her to submit to this powerful woman and let it take her where it will.

Then the words of her sister rang in her ears 'i chose this life of servitude, it makes me happy, please be happy for me.'  Now she understood if a person chose this then it could make them happy, it is when a person is forced into servitude that is when it can be a hell for them. But Kit had that rebellious streak in her and as Hallvor grabbed her hand that held her dagger, she twisted trying to get away. 

Hallvor laughed and subdued the little warrior easily making her go to her knees saying, "I will take you and you will like it."  Then Hallvor took Kit's wrists that she held and brought them in back of Kit, taking a piece of leather the Viking had and bound them behind Kit's back. Then the Viking took Kit's long blonde hair into her hand and pulled Kit's head back leaning down and planting a forceful kiss on the young warrior's lips. Their tongues intertwined as they lost themselves in the kiss.

When Hallvor ended the kiss both were breathless. Then Hallvor picked up the small warrior by her binds and had her walk to the bed where she took the binds off temporarily. The Viking took out more leather and bound first Kit's hands to each bedpost.  But then Hallvor looked up and grinned taking both hands in one leather strip and then running the leather through a ring above them on the ceiling.

Kit was laying still fully clothed with both wrists tied to the ceiling making her chest protrude out even further and her head fall back on the pillow making her neck more accessible to the Viking.  With another strip of leather Hallvor bound first one ankle, then with another strip the other ankle to the bed.  Now Kit was at the mercy of this powerful woman which needed to get a little energy out after the contest.

Kit at first tried to resist but finally submitted to her hidden desires to be the one taken and made to do things instead of her doing the taking and making.  Kit wanted to see what the Viking could do, so she settled down and laid there waiting for the Viking's next move. While waiting, Kit began taunting the Viking saying, "What are you going to do? Come on if you are going to do something lets do it or can you?"

Kit shut up when she saw Hallvor take one of Kit's own daggers out of her boot and come up to the warrior. Kit had secretly dreamed of a time like this, that is one of the reasons she loved knives.  Kit had become aroused by the Viking but now she was flowing like waterfall.  Kit gulped and laid silent. Hallvor smirked, yes she had gotten the woman's number.

The Viking knew that Kit would like this, just instinctively knew.  Kit had closed her eyes but they snapped open when she felt her knife at her neck poised to cut open the simple tunic she had chosen to wear that day.  When Hallvor saw this she smiled an evil smile and very slowly cut through the thin cloth down to Kit's full breasts which were heaving with excitement.  Once the tunic was cut that far the Viking just ripped the garment from Kit's body. The force of the move made Kit gasp.  Oh my, this was going to be a ride alright.

Kit had closed her eyes again but then felt the cold steel run over her left nipple, then the right, making them stand at attention.  Just as Kit's heart had settled down she felt the knife enter her underwear with the flat of the blade running up and down her center, getting the blade wet with her juices.

Hallvor had warned, "Don't move Kit.  I would really hate to cut this part of your body, especially before I have a chance to drink from it."

Then at that precise moment the Viking flicked her wrist and severed the garment from Kit's body. Kit had been holding her breath up until now, after she had felt the knife enter her underwear.  But Kit's hips bucked when she felt the knife go over her hard nub, and Hallvor had pressed down hard for only a split second.

Now Kit was naked except for her boots which the Viking left on.  Hallvor crawled up the little warrior and placed the knife at Kit's lips and told her, "Lick your juices from your knife Kit now!"

Kit could feel her nectar flow from her center at the command and slowly stuck out her tongue to lick the knife blade.  When Kit did so she saw Hallvor lean down and lick the other side of the knife at the same time. They both moaned, Kit at the site of Hallvor licking the knife, and Hallvor at the taste she was receiving from the knife.

After the knife had been licked clean Hallvor put it on the bedside table and came back to the small warrior which was bound helplessly to the bed. Hallvor leaned down again and took Kit's lips into a light kiss but would not let it go deeper, then went to Kit's neck and began kissing and biting her neck. At one point Kit was sure she felt fangs, but the way she was bound she was not able to really get a good look at her attacker.

Finally Hallvor came down Kit's body and sucked in a large nipple twirling her tongue around the tip and then sucking it back in, nursing like a baby at Kit's breast.  Kit moaned and moved her hips she had needed the Viking at her center for some time, but she was not one to beg, but she was getting right close to it. 

The Viking ignored the movement from Kit and moved her tongue over to the other breast lavishing it with attention. Finally after what seemed like an eternity the Viking came down Kit's body after Kit finally decided to beg for release.  Hallvor smiled and went to Kit's center which was flowing like a river. 

The Viking thrust three fingers into the woman and Kit screamed, "Yes Damn You Yes!"

The Viking continued fucking the woman hard and fast with three fingers until finally Kit's body started to buck, and then the small warrior stiffened as she came.  Hallvor could feel the woman's inner muscles tightening around her fingers and bringing them deeper in.  As this happened, Kit set out a silent scream of pleasure holding her breath until she felt the Viking take her clit into her mouth and suck hard.  At that moment Kit screamed to her goddess Athena and then collapsed onto the bed.

As Hallvor began licking up the juices she had caused to flow out of the small warrior, she heard the door open.  Looking up she saw none other then her love merryangel.

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The End - 'Settling In' - by Kit & Hunter

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