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When the Vikings invaded the island of the Anglo-Saxons, one of the many ways that they sought control over their new subjects was by gathering things to sacrifice to their gods. By far one of the most popular things to gather was young ladies. Mary was the daughter of a local lord and widely renown for her beauty. When the Vikings found out that she was a maiden as well, yet untouched by a man, they knew that she would be the perfect sacrifice. They snatched her away and boarded her on a ship for their homeland. As fiery as she was, even Mary couldn't escape her fate.

Originally, she was supposed to be a sacrifice for Odin, king of their gods, but with how stubborn and willful she was, the Vikings decided that she would be a better fit for Thor. He was the type of god who could appreciate a stubborn woman. Thus, she was prepared for sacrifice.

She was told that Thor would come to her in the temple dedicated to him and would take her to Asgard where she would be one of his concubines. The priestesses of the temple were tasked with making her presentable to him. This involved stripping Mary naked, bathing her and washing her hair. They rubbed her body with oils before she was led, still naked, to the altar in the temple where she would be laid out for presentation to the god. To assure that she wouldn't try to run away, Mary was bound hand and foot with rope and tied to the stone altar. They surrounded her with other gifts for their god, including various fruits and meats, gold jewelry, mead, wine, and the same precious oil that had been rubbed onto to Mary's body. After the priestesses said their prayer to Thor, they left and the temple was dark and silent, lit only by the candles that flanked the altar.

Never let it be said that Mary was the type to go quietly. She made an effort to struggle against her restraints, but it was to no avail. She could not reach the knots that kept her bound. Outside, it started to rain, quietly at first before steadily increasing. A flash of lightning lit the sky, followed by the low rumble of thunder. As the lighting came more quickly and the thunder grew louder, Mary stopped struggling and laid back against the cool stone of the altar, her dark hair fanned out beneath her. She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself as she awaited her fate.

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Mary knew that he could not let her go. That would mean certain death, as the Vikings had no intention of letting her go back home. She sighed, still blushing at his blunt offer, but knowing that going with him to Asgard was her only option to stay alive. Now was the time to be tough. Thor obviously wanted her, and Mary already knew that she could be enticing.

Slowly, she let his cloak slide down her body until it pooled on the floor at her feet. "I accept your deal," she said, giving him a seductive look.

"Mmmmm, good. Because you look very enticing," Thor said, stepping closer to press a kiss on her lips. It wasn't forceful or greedy, probably softer than she would have expected. It was deep though, promising that he knew what he was about and more than just the brute his nature might suggest. His tongue teased her lips while his hands settled on her hips, calloused skin brushing along her seemingly impossibly smooth body. Thor wanted her, he wanted her badly and he could hardly constrain himself. He fully intended to take his time with her and shower her just how a god could pleasure her.

She inhaled deeply before he kissed her. She was surprised by the gentleness of it and it wasn't long before she found herself kissing him back, opening her lips against his. His hands felt a bit rough on her body, but he held her securely. Mary moved closer into his embrace, placing one of her hands on the armor that covered his chest.

"You're quite handsome, my Lord," she said. It was the truth, rather than any sort of attempt at flattery.

"It's very nice you to notice," he said, smiling as his mouth trailed along her jaw and up to her ear, nibbling a bit before he began to kiss down her neck. She said she had some experience but he wondered how limited it was because of the way a lot of Midgardians viewed sex. For example, he wondered if anyone had marked her before, marked her like he was as he sucked and nibbled at her neck.

Meanwhile his hands moved away from her as he began to remove his clothing, armor falling to the floor with the heavy thud before he couldn't resist touching her body any longer. Large hands cupped her breasts, squeezing them a bit as he growled at how good she felt in his hands.

Mary should have known that being with a god would be intense. She let out a soft moan as he sucked at her neck, then grabbed at her breasts. Thor wasn't exactly rough, but he was insistent, and not shy at all.

She watched as his armor fell to the floor, then gazed at his chest, amazed to see a man so muscled. Not even the warriors back home had such bodies. Mary felt a stirring in her stomach and a bit lower. She knew that when Thor made his way between her legs, he would find her wet for him.

"Are you the sort who prefers to lie back... or do you want to ride my face?" Thor asked, his mouth moving lower to the top of her chest. He began to almost lazily kiss and suck along them, purposely avoiding her nipples as he got her more and more aroused until finally his lips wrapped around one and he sucked at it, teeth grazing it slightly.

His own arousal was evident through his pants as well but he was ignoring it for the moment in favor of pleasuring her. Confident enough in his own abilities he was sure that he could get her interested in more than just this.

"I..." She was distracted by the sensation of his kisses across her chest. Though he avoided her nipples, they still turned to hard peaks, aching for his attention. When he finally started sucking on one, Mary moaned again, this time more loudly than the last.

"I... probably ought to lie back," she finally said. Truthfully, she liked to feel worshiped when men did this to her, though she felt too overwhelmed at the moment to make any requests.

Her fingers ran through his hair as she gazed down his body, noticing the erection and wondering how big a god would be in comparison to a regular man.

“However you’d like,” Thor answered, shifting forward as she leaned back. He bit her nipple this time, light to see what sort of reaction she would have before he began sucking on her breast again, leaning a mark there to match the one in her neck.

He began kissing lower then, along her flat stomach and down the side of one her hips and along her leg. Mid thigh his kisses moved from the outside of her leg to the inner part as he made his way back up. Teasing her entrance just as he had her nipple Thor pressed kisses to either sides of her entrance before taking a long, slow lick up inside her.

“Mmmm, I was right. You do taste incredible.”

He could leave whatever marks he wanted on her and Mary didn't mind. For all intents and purposes, she was his now anyway.

"Oh..." Mary leaned back against the stone altar as Thor got down on his knees in front of her. She rested her elbows back as she watched him, transfixed. His tongue parted her folds and Mary felt herself trembling. Her legs involuntarily shifted wider for him, allowing him access to whatever he wished. She wouldn't deny him, and not just because he was a god who held her life in his hands. What he was doing to her felt incredible.

Thor hummed in appreciation at the way her legs spread for him, his hands on her hips gripping her more firmly to keep her there. It didn't seem like she was one to run away from this but he wanted it clear that she was to remain where she was as his tongue licked up inside of her. Thor was going to teach her what pleasure at the hands and mouth of a god was like.

His tongue swirled around inside of her, licking along her walls and inside of her, tasting and exploring all of her as he took his time to learn her body. He wanted to know what excited her and what got the best reactions, taking his sweet time before his tongue finally moved up to press against her clit. Flicking his tongue against it before circling the bundle of nerves he gave a groan of pleasure at getting to so thoroughly play with her.

One of her hands moved down to thread through Thor's hair. She gazed down her body at the way he was stimulating her, devouring her, finding herself unable to look away. While his tongue inside of her felt undeniably good, as soon as he moved to her clit, she felt a little jolt of pleasure go through her. It caused her to cry out softly and tighten her grip in his hair.

"Yes," she whispered, the word falling involuntarily from her lips. Her hips started to move back against his face.

Thor smirked against her folds at her reaction, knowing how much she was enjoying this, knowing how good he was making her feel. His tongue swirled around her clit before sliding back into her pussy, licking up inside of her before pulling back just a bit.

"Be louder," he ordered, voice muffled by her body. The order had been very firm though and there was no mistaking it for anything other than a command. Leaning in again he turned his attention back to her clit, flicking his tongue against it in an effort to drive her mad.

She definitely took it as a command, her eyes opening wider as she turned her gaze down towards him. Her moan was louder the second time as she tried to let her inhibitions go. Mary brought her thigh up to rest against the stone altar, opening herself widely for him.

"Please," she gasped, "right there..." His tongue on her clit was absolutely divine. It wouldn't take much more effort on his part before she fell apart around him.

Thor gave a bit of an approving grunt at how she'd gotten louder. He always appreciated it when his partners were expressive, almost to the point of being overly so. He rewarded her by keeping his tongue right where she had wanted it, working her clit over and over to drive her to madness with pleasure.

He was absolutely determined to make this the best oral sex she'd ever gotten, his ego demanding no less. He could already feel himself so hard he almost couldn't stand it and he knew full well that he was going to fuck her after this. He was going to absolutely use Mary until she couldn't take it anymore and then do it all over again tomorrow.

Her grip tightened in his hair and on the stone behind her. It only took a few more moments of Thor lapping at her clit before Mary's body stiffened and the pleasure exploded inside of her. Her loud cry echoed off the stone walls of the temple and Mary threw her head back. She had never had a man be so good at that before, so precise with his tongue.

Slumping slightly as she came down, Mary tried to recover her breath. She felt dizzy, little aftershocks of her orgasm still sizzling through her body.

Thor pulled back, looking at her with a rather smug expression at the intensity of her orgasm. He appreciated that she had been loud, letting herself go completely. Plus he was sure that as loud as she had been it was entirely possible that some of the vikings had heard her which only served to improve his reputation among them.

"I'll give you a moment to recover," he said, not bothering to hide the hungry look in his expression, eyes raking over her. "And then I'm going to fuck you."

"Here?" she asked, still breathless. Mary put her foot back down on the ground, though she still held onto the altar for support. Thor was still down between her legs, looking at her like he wanted to devour her. He just had - and it was one of the most incredible things she'd ever felt.

"I admit, my Lord, that was... quite unlike anything I've ever felt before." Maybe she won't mind being a concubine for him. "I should like to be able to please you just as much."

"We're not done yet," he said, grinning at her as he rose. Grabbing his cloak he bundled it up and spread it out on the alter to make it more comfortable for her. He should take her to Asgard first, or anywhere really, but he wanted her too badly right this moment.

"I want you on your hands and knees on the altar," he told her as he began to remove his pants, cock springing free as he pushed them off his hips before kicking them away. Already he was hard and excited at the prospect of having her.

Mary followed his command, sliding up onto the altar and then moving onto her hands and knees. She felt quite exposed in this position.

His pants pooled around his ankles and Mary was able to get a look at his whole body. Every bit of him was sculpted and perfect, from his chest down to his large cock, which stood erect and ready. Mary trembled a little just looking at him.

"You are not one of my gods, my Lord, but I feel that it is only right for me to worship you in whatever way you so please."

"I want you to worship me by taking my cock," Thor explained, moving over so that he was behind her, hand running along her ass. It as a rather magnificent ass and he could see himself coming on it many, many times in the future.

Squeezing her ass before giving it a playful smack, Thor brushed one of his fingers along her clit. If she'd never really had anyone before it would be a lot for her to take him at first. He decided it was best to get her ready then, pressing a finger along her entrance before slowly pressing it in.

"I'd be honored to," she found herself saying. How quickly her tune had changed.

Mary gave a little yelp when Thor smacked her ass. His fingers slid through her folds and she sighed, spreading her legs a bit more. What she had told him before was the truth. She had never been penetrated by a man before, including using fingers. A soft moan escaped her lips when she felt his finger sliding into her. In the end, she would appreciate him preparing her though. If just his finger felt like a lot, she could only imagine what his cock would feel like.

“You’re so wet and so warm. I think you want this as badly as I do,” Thor said, his voice a low rumble of desire as he worked her with his finger. She was incredibly tight and as badly as he wanted to fuck her and use her he wasn’t about to do it without preparing her. If for no other reason than he took a great deal of pride in being an exceptional lover and wasn’t about to give her a poor first time.

“Which is good because I plan on taking you back to the palace after this. Fucking you over and over again, filling you with my cock and my cum.”

His words made her blush, but they also aroused some primal part of her, a place where she wasn't a proper lady. By the way that her hips pushed back just slightly against his hand, it was obvious that Mary wanted this just as badly. She whimpered as his finger drove deep inside of her.

Oh yes. She was very wet and she certainly wanted it badly.

"It's from earlier, my Lord, when you tasted me," she said. "It made me so wet." Mary glanced at him over her shoulder. "You may have your fill of me tonight."

Not that she had much choice anyway, but it was her way of saying that she consented to whatever Thor wished to do with her. Just having his finger inside of her was slowly starting to work her up towards another orgasm.

“Maybe I’ll let you stay. Because I think I’m going to want you over and over,” he said, slowly pressing another finger up inside of her. She was tight but very wet and very ready and eager so it wouldn’t take much more to get her opened up enough that it wouldn’t be entirely painful for him.

“Would you like to be my consort? Dressed finely and live in a palace. At my beck and call for whenever I need to fuck you...”

"Yes," she gasped as Thor slid another finger into her, stretching her further. Beyond the fact that her life would be spared if he took her with him, Mary was also enjoying what they were doing together. He seemed intent on pleasing her just as much as she tried to please him.

Her fingers curled over the edge of the altar as she rocked her hips gently back against his hand. "If that is what you want, I'd be ready for you whenever you needed."

Feeling her clit throb in anticipation, Mary reaches down between her legs and starts to give herself some relief, her fingers moving in slow circles.

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