Helena had plagued Niccolo’s dreams that night. He watched her walking in the golden fields of summer. However, the nightmare came when he woke up, and realized it wasn't her sleeping next to him. He wanted desperately to return to his slumber to hold his wife once more, but he knew that even if he did, the chances of her reappearing to him was slim.
"Sir?" The girl next to him softly spoke after hearing his loud sigh. She laid there motionless, not entirely sure if he was awake or not. Hoping it wasn't her that was waking him up now. She hadn’t thought about the consequences of waking him up before the words were already out of her mouth.
"Nothing." Niccolo pushed her away from him to stand up and get dressed. When he looked at the girls naked body, he felt an urge to strangle her, along with having his way with her. Her body was enough to tempt him, and that fact pissed him off. She was just a dirty slave, one who had already been used by his men nights before.
In the corner of his eye he saw the girl suck in her breath and reach between her legs in her attempt to sit up. Defeated by the pain she slowly laid back down. Niccolo wasn’t someone who would feel regret for the things he has done, however, a miniscule amount of pity creeped its way inside him. He had no reason to pay extra attention to her needs or wants. Last night was for the purpose of satisfying himself and releasing his frustration. She had served her purpose and there was no reason to feel remorseful, and there would be many more nights to come where she would have to suffer the same outcome.
Her lower lips were inflamed from the intense friction. The swelling made it uncomfortable for her to walk, and the friction burn made her itch making the pain even worse. Ignoring the woman's silent tears, he walked to the entrance of the tent, he was about to leave to see how close the troops were to packing everything up, but he turned back without realizing it, and walked back to the girl. Niccolo grabbed her naked body pulling her against him. Leaning down he grabbed her face and kissed her. "Remember you're mine now." His hand cupped one of her breasts and he rolled the nipple in between his fingers. She unintentionally let out a light moan. A smile flashed across his face, moving his other hand he explored her swollen cunt with no regard to her pleading. He inserted one of his fingers inside of her, she winced in pain as he moved his finger in and out of her. She gripped tightly onto his wrist begging him to stop, but her protests only encouraged him to add a second finger. Niccolo used his other hand to lift up one of her legs, spreading her wider to limit the contact of the swollen areas.
"That's it, relax and feel the movements inside of you." Coaxing her he continued to fuck her with his fingers until she climaxed in his hand. He removed his coated fingers and spread the slippery liquid all over the swollen parts. Kneeling down he blew air sending a tingling sensation up her body. Before standing back up he placed a gentle kiss on her stomach. "That should help a little, remember to keep the area cool." Niccolo had restrained himself while pumping his fingers inside her, however, he needed to release his own pent up frustration before he joined his soldiers. His clothes were lightweight and showed the outline of his erection through it. He wasn’t a complete monster to use her while she was in so much pain, so he opted to use his good longtime friend, his hand. Standing in front of her he led her to his cot where she could comfortably sit. With her watching in fear he relieved his cock from the restraints of his clothes. She tried to get up to get away from him. She worried he intended to use her again and the pain was already unbearable, but he caught her by the wrist holding her in place.
"Relax." He pulled her hand to his cock encouraging her to wrap her fingers around him. Moving her hand up and down his shaft he used her hand to stroke himself. His free hand reached out to her nipple, but she jerked away. Not ready to admit defeat Niccolo placed his hand at the back of her neck and pulled her face closer to his cock. “Open your mouth.” He felt her reluctance at first, as he pressed the tip to her lips. Giving in she finally opened her mouth taking the head inside her mouth. Niccolo wrapped both hands around her face, she didn’t have any hair to grab onto, but her ears were a good support for the position of his hands. Her teeth skimmed his shaft causing Niccolo to suck air in. Lightly but firmly he slapped one of her cheeks. “Don’t bite me.” He felt her tense up in his hands which sent him over the edge. Tightly gripping her head, he began to forcefully push farther inside her mouth, no longer willing to move at her slow pace. Thrusting harder in her mouth he felt the back of her throat, Niccolo stuck one of his fingers in her mouth pressing her bottom jaw down. The tip of his finger stroked her tongue urging it to move around.
She would have been a beautiful girl had she any hair on her head. His urges took over pushing her over onto her back. Niccolo jumped on top of her, he cupped the back of her head and thrusted inside of her as if he would thrust inside her cunt. Her hands struggled to push him away, her airway was blocked if not by his cock his weight and body laid on top of her face. Her muffled screams sent vibrations down his shaft.
"I'm close." He moaned loudly. The first shot of cum went down her throat, but he wanted to see it, pulling a little out. He released another stream on the tip of her tongue, so she could savor the taste of him before pulling completely out of her mouth. “Swallow it.” Using his thumb, he collected the bit that was coming out of the side of her mouth. Placing his thumb inside her mouth for her to suck his semen off. There was a little left still inside his shaft, Niccolo moved down to her breasts and squeezed out the last few drops painting her hardened nipples.
"Good girl." He smiled at her as she couldn’t stop coughing. He felt a little happy that not only was he inside her stomach, but she inhaled him into her lungs as well. He thoroughly coated her insides as much as he could, and now she would be reminded of him every time she coughed today. He tossed her some of his clothes before stuffing his cock back in his trousers. "Get dressed."
She looked up at him unable to figure him out, not that she wanted to, but she was happy to accept some clothes. Niccolo laughed, she was an open book. Her face showed her confusion and her hate for him, and he loved it. "I can't have others feeling greedy, over my fuck slave. I mean nothing else by it." Her facial expressions turned solely to hatred, and it gave Niccolo a sense of pride, as if he had conquered her not the other way around. She would be at his mercy to please him whenever he wanted her, at least until he could find someone else to love or until he grows tired of her. No one else would be able to touch her while he uses her, he wasn’t keen on sharing his prey with others.
"What's your name, slave?" Niccolo asked, truly uninterested, but documents needed to be drafted if he were to bring her back to his villa.
"Sadie, sir." She responded, still refusing to look at him.
"Sadie." He was testing her name on his tongue; he would feel no pleasure in calling out her name if it weren’t for the fact that she looked disgusted when she heard it coming from his mouth.
"Come on Sadie, let's go." He led her out of the solitude the tent provided right into mayhem. The soldiers were running about loading up the carriages with the supplies and getting everything ready to take off. They spared no time to linger in tasks for fear of punishment from their capricious commander.