Tiger
by Arlibis
Copyright© 2021 by Arlibis
Fantasy Sex Story: The tiger killed her husband. The tiger killed her son. All the rest are trying to take away greedy usurers. Will the widow be able to keep her honor and sanity? Nobody knows what they will lose and what they will find.
Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Heterosexual Fairy Tale .
Lightning flashed, momentarily illuminating the hut. This heavenly light gave the faces of all three rapists an ominous expression.
«Don’t be afraid, you will like it!», Gokkey grinned, «you will still ask, but harder!»
His henchmen, two bullies on the same face, cackled. They pinned Sai to the floor while Gokkey, panting with lust, fiddled with the ties of his clothes. Gokkey’s henchmen were also agitated, and Sai could smell the pungent odor emanating from them with disgust. Under their pants, in the groin area, there were bumps; they already imagined how they would fuck her. Sai shrank in fear and disgust. But she got used to fighting to the end, so she hissed like an angry cat and tried to bite one of the big boys by the hand. But the forces were clearly not equal. She, a fragile woman, is against a fat man and two hulks. Gokkey, meanwhile, took out his dick; he was short, thick with a large round head bent up. Some kind of mushroom, not a member. Sai felt a lump of nausea in his throat at the thought that this ugly mushroom would now be in her innermost place.
«You still get off cheap», said Gokkey, approaching Sai, «there was one like you...»
«Butcher’s widow Shion?», one of the big boys interrupted him.
«Yes! She is the most! So she owed so much that she had to sell it to the pirates. And you know, they have common women there, everyone walks in a circle...»
The ambals laughed stupidly again, the thunder echoed them. A tear rolled down Sai’s cheek. Everything could have been different. But the tiger ... The tiger doomed her to a life full of hardships and humiliation.
«I hope you are already wet! I do not like dryness», said Gokkey, kneeling in front of her. Another flash, a thunderclap, a gust of wind rushed into the hut, mixed with the first drops of rain. Sai closed her eyes. It would be over as soon as possible. Why is he hesitating? Why isn’t his mushroom in it yet? What is this sound? The bells rang.
Sai opened her eyes, Gokkey clinked his tongue in displeasure and turned towards the entrance. They knocked down the door when they broke into the hut, now in the passage, which was illuminated by a flash of lightning, one could see the silhouette of a stranger.
«Who are you?», Gokkey asked, not even hiding his cock back.
«I’m looking for a lodging for the night», the stranger answered calmly in a confident voice with metallic notes.
«There is no lodging here, get out!», screamed Gokkey like a hog.
«Let the owners of the house decide it,» the stranger answered just as calmly.
«I’m the owner here now!»
«I do not think so.»
«What? Are you daring, tramp?! Well, guys, let’s get on this fool!»
The ambals let go of Sai and rushed to the stranger. Sounds of blows, screams. Due to the flashes of lightning, Sai saw only fragments, pictures of the battle. Here Gokkei rushes at the stranger, now he flies back from a powerful blow, and after him several of his teeth and drops of blood fly. Here are two hulks rushing to avenge their master. Now they are already on the ground. They jump up again, fly out through the broken door on the street.
«We will be back!», Gokkey squealed already in the courtyard, «Let’s return with the guards and the Lord-Judge! The tramp will be hanged! And you ... you have no idea that Sai is waiting for you...»
Gokkey’s cry turned into a hoarse scream. This happens if you receive a strong blow to the chest. There was a sound of footsteps, they ran away. Thunder struck again, a wall of rain fell from heaven to earth. Sai lay, unable to move. Her legs refused to obey her. The stranger returned, entered the hut, almost as silently. Only the bells tinkled slightly.
«Lady, let me spend the night», asked her savior.
Sai found the strength to only nod, but the stranger somehow saw this gesture in the darkness, entered the house, looked around busily. In less than a few moments, he lit a fire in the hearth, picked up a fallen copper cauldron, and poured water into it. Sai stood up, her whole body aching. She fought Gokkei for almost an hour, because her body ached with bruises and abrasions.
The stranger took off his travel cloak, Sai was finally able to get a closer look. Handsome tall man. A triangular face, yellow cat eyes, a luxurious mustache, like an imperial general, bushy eyebrows with the tips up, which gave the face a fierce and angry expression. But Sai did not feel any danger from him, only boundless power. She had not seen such men for a long time. No one could compare with her husband in this...
«Why did they come here?», the stranger asked. Sai sat down on the mat by the hearth.
«My husband owes them money. Usually he always gave on time, but this time interest ran up...»
«Why couldn’t the husband pay off the debt?»
«He was a hunter. The best hunter in the area. But he died.»
«How did he die?»
“The tiger killed him.»
«Sadly. But didn’t you have children?»
«Was. A son...»
«And where is he?»
«He went to avenge the tiger for his father. And the tiger also killed him...»
«And you were left alone...»
«This is true...»
«You probably hate this tiger more than your life.»
Sai didn’t answer, her sobs choking her from everything she had experienced and the flooding of memories.
On that terrible day, when the hunters brought the bodies of both of them, husband and son, she no longer cried. She cried all the tears she could. She was left with only emptiness and ringing hatred. She went beyond the hedge, turned towards the wooded mountains and shouted:
«Tiger, I hope you are full! Drank someone else’s blood?! Why are you keeping silent! Who will replace my husband! Who will replace the son! You took everything from me! And you are silent. You’re just a coward!»
She returned to the courtyard, glittering with mad eyes, the hunters awkwardly averted their eyes from her, as if they were to blame for what had happened. Since then, her life has gone downhill. Debts grew, the economy fell into decay. She owed money-lender Gokkey so much that he came to collect the debt personally. But since Sai by this time had sold almost everything more or less valuable in the house, only she herself, a beautiful, juicy woman with still elastic breasts, was of value to the usurer. But that was the last thing she wanted to pay off. She was not a model of chastity after her husband’s death. Sometimes wandering monks and hunters came to her hut in the mountains. And she, in order to forget her grief for a moment, gave herself up to them. But that was all wrong. Their embrace was not so strong. Their members were not so firm and elastic. They couldn’t fuck her all night, slowly but surely, without slowing down. They could not replace a husband.
Sai remembered his face again, always calm. At the moment of the highest pleasure, he gently squinted his eyes and smiled slightly. Sai at that moment screamed without remembering herself from pleasure and happiness, feeling how a hot stream of semen poured her from within, fills her to the very bottom. But he is not there, she is sitting in a destroyed hut with a stranger, on the street there is a night thunderstorm. Sai felt a terrible, aching emptiness and could not stand it. Tears, so long held back, poured in a stream. The stranger silently moved towards her, hugged her. He didn’t say anything, just stroked her disheveled hair.
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