Chapter 12

The moon that was in the sky that night over the Holy Land was a strange shade of reddish purple and the pilgrims crossed themselves and the followers of the prophet prayed to mecca to chase away the demons unleashed on humanity in a self-fulfilling spectacle of suffering and pain.

Sir Robert considered the wisdom of flagellating his back and buttocks to offer contrition for his many sins but decided that could wait until the next battle was finished and he knew if God was still on his side or had finally deserted him because of his fornicating foolishness and his dubious treatment of female prisoners selected for breeding with the conquerors from the west. He knew it was the fashion for all warring parties to do their best to inseminate the female prisoners with their enemies’ seeds in the hope that they would pollute their pompous claims to superiority with their own true God’s fertile plowing.

He suspected he had many little mini Robert-like offspring throughout the region with betraying red hair to mark them as bastards of the fornicating Crusaders of the Christian faith. With a decade of constant screwing under his belt, he knew he had at least done his share to re-populate the holy land with crusader seed. Some were willing and spread their legs with prompt submission, but an equal number had to be restrained to make them accept his gift of life and they showed their contempt by spitting in his direction after the dirty deed was fait accompli.

Sir Robert had orders from the Knights Templar in Jerusalem to move north to the borders of Jordan and Lebanon to find fresh sources of wealth to place into their coffers for future Crusades into the region to instruct the godless natives about the importance of fealty to the one true God. He was much conflicted by these orders because he had a comfortable existence in his defensive castle with a supply of food and water to last through the entire hot summer with plenty of female hostages from the native population to keep he and his men entertained through these heated summer months with their friendly attitudes providing he continue to supply their village with provisions for the hard months ahead.

Even this very night he had two of the lovelies reclining in his bed dressed in nothing except their birthday suits and from the chatter of their lively mouths, he anticipated it to be a demanding night. The little one called Sunset in their language was eager to learn the European way of oral sex with his huge cock buried inside her lips with heaps of smacking pleasure. He progressed to her rear door entrance with the older woman watching intently as if memorizing his needs with her intelligent eyes.

Sir Robert fed his always hungry cock to the girl called Sunset with enthusiastic delight and now he addressed her posterior entrance with restrained eagerness to taste the depths of her anal core. He bottomed out inside the girl’s gaped cheeks and heard her tell the other woman that his member was much larger than her fiancée’s tiny dick and a whole lot wetter and juicier as well.

He watched the older woman squirm in her chair pressing her heated quim into the hard wood. He had been told by the younger woman that her name was Rainfall on a summer night and that she was married, widowed, and had two little ones at home.

Sunset was thrusting her bottom up to his groin with shocking groans of pleasure as he explored her rectal passageway with infinite slowness. He savored her tightness and her copious squirts of female juices onto the mattress below. He knew he would have to turn the mattress over until the mess dried but in all honesty, he inhaled the scent of sex with resolute favor.

The Crusader allowed the young girl to rest in the corner as he pulled the older woman to his bed. She didn’t verbally protest but he could tell she was reluctant to give up her feminine folds to him without a pretended struggle to save what little dignity she had left under the circumstances.

He spanked her plump bottom and slapped her matronly breasts with his punishing hands. Still, she didn’t protest with the exception of trying to protect her sensitive nipple from his pinching fingers to make her more involved.

Sir Robert slow humped the still attractive mature women beneath his battle-hardened body. Eventually, she relaxed and got into his rhythm with her slender, strong legs. She was digging her heels into his ass cheeks as he came to the point of no return before spraying her vaginal channel with his manly seed. He knew she already had two children but he felt it was his duty as a proper Christian to fertilize her with his seed to dilute the infidel bloodlines of these non-believers.

He drained his sperm into her submissive body and she finally smiled up at him with sleepy bedroom eyes content in their coupling and happy to receive his juices inside her baby making vaginal equipment.

Then he turned to the other younger one and gave her the same treatment knowing that his oral and anal approach would not suffice when a Crusader intends to fertilize enemy females.