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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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"Yes, yes, YES!" Thor shouted, roaring the last word as he finally came. His hips slammed up into her as he filled her up, coming again and again as his hips rocked against her through his orgasm. He was almost dizzy with the pleasure of it, the sight of her in front of him working his cock so obediently, like she was made to fuck him. Or perhaps he was made to fuck her. Either way it was absolutely perfect.

Mary felt him ejaculating inside of her and slowed the movements of her hips, though she didn't stop completely. He had said to keep going until he told her otherwise.

"Shall I stop, my Lord?" She glances at him over her shoulder, feeling her own desire spike to see him laying looking so sated on the bed.

"Yes, if you'd like," Thor said, sounding as spent as he looked. If Mary suddenly absolutely had to keep going Thor could have made it happen, goodness knows watching her move like that was even now still doing things to him, but he was entirely blissful at the moment.

"You are... incredible."

Mary slows to a stop and pulls her leg up and over his body, allowing his cock to slip from inside of her. She feels full, as evidenced by the fluids that begin to slide down her thigh. Perhaps her mortal body isn't made for withstanding several full releases of a god.

"Thank you," she replies as she lays down next to him. Perhaps it's bold to assume that he might want to hold her. Mary puts her head on his shoulder and one of her hands on his chest. "Is this to be my role here? Satisfying you?"

Thor wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. It was almost instinctive to hold her after all they'd done so it was good that she'd moved closer to her. A struggle at this point would have been incredibly awkward. Thor just took the comfort of her being close the same way he did the pleasure of her sex, without any real thought of how it affected her.

"With how good you are at it I think you're going to be spending a lot of time satisfying me," Thor told her. She had been his gift after all and he'd saved her from a gruesome death. And she was so very, very good.

She had thought as much. And for what it was worth, her situation could have been much worse. She could have been left on Earth, tortured by her enemies or given to some awful war lord. Thor could have been cruel to her. He seems a bit demanding, but not cruel. In fact, he's quite the opposite. This is an acceptable fate, at least for now. And she can't deny that his arms feel good around her.

"I hope that you will find me satisfactory, my Lord," she says, her lips moving against the skin of his neck.

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