On the Northern Campaign, Esdeath knows that it's hard to keep spirits up in this desolate tundra, so why not let the men indulge a little and use her as a reward for good work?
By NamesAreInane
On the Northern Campaign, Esdeath knows that it's hard to keep spirits up in this desolate tundra, so why not let the men indulge a little and use her as a reward for good work?
Pouring herself a cup of tea, Esdeath enjoyed the fragrance and the bitter taste. A little remembrance of The Capital as she was on the front lines of this war against The North. Every strategist and planner was telling her that it would take at least a year to complete her campaign, but they all underestimated just how well trained and loyal her army was. This past month alone, the troops had managed to cover much of the frozen ground and use the scarce resources in this hellish icescape to the best of their advantage. Their training beneath the world's deadliest woman bearing much fruit.
The North was so startled by their impressive march that they had sent forth an opening volley, likely expecting to get easy pickings with her men being weakened and exhausted from such a quick trek. It was that complete and utter victory that her men took by their own hands that had Esdeath give them their reward.
Looking over at the floating ice mirror she constructed, the general sipped her tea as she watched a promising new recruit buck his hips against hers. Her upper body comfortably within her luxurious tent while her lower body was on the other side of a frozen wall she created, no underwear or skirt in sight as she presented herself to her men. A line forming farther than her mirror could see as she paid attention to every troop to know if any of them attempted to do something stupid. Like cut the line or take a second turn, but they were more than disciplined to even attempt that.
The crowd behind her was full of chatter of what they would do to her and their perverse feelings towards their general, all things she would endure to make her troops the strongest. Although her gay and (some) married troops didn't take this offer up, she still offered them equal benefits, like Liver or greater rations.
Feeling her ass getting slapped, Esdeath's eyes were drawn back to the young boy. His thrusts certainly had gusto and vigor, but he was using power and swats in his attempts to make up for his lack of experience. Not something that she disliked, but he didn't have enough raw power to use it efficiently, over the next few minutes, the boy came and shot his seed over her ass and the ice wall, but his general wasn't even close to climax. Even when getting railed, she analyzed her men through the lens of combat prowess.
Passively observing her men, Esdeath tuned back in to her own public fucking when someone she was very familiar with came forward. Rickard, a soldier of hers for eight years and knight of the capital for twenty. Scarred hands groping an ass he'd fucked many times as reward for his great service. Showing a gentleness behind his calloused hands as his thrusts were slow and powerful.
Setting her tea cup to the side, Esdeath smiled and bucked her hips in time with his. Her feeling of pleasure rising higher than just contentment like it had been for the past while. A slow dance that both parties knew the rhythm of. His cock reached her weak spots and finally made the general begin to sweat.
While the men didn't have access to her jaw dropping breasts or luscious lips, they still could see through the hazy ice and watch how she moved, the ones with better sight even seeing through her own mirror. The men standing single file grew even more erect as they saw their general touching her breasts through her uniform, a fact that Esdeath knew and was more than happy to take advantage of.
She could have easily started entirely naked, or ripped her top off to toy with her tits, but where was the fun in that? She could tease and drive her men to be even more ravenous. Looking into the mirror, Esdeath licked her lips as she flicked her cloth covered nipples, the way her constrained peaks pushed against the fabric in such a tantalizing way, some of the line began to masturbate before even reaching her.
Feeling a spank to her ass, Esdeath smiled, Rickard didn't want her attention to go to the other men. Focusing back on him, she saw him move her legs, one staying down in the snow with the other being pulled up and up until it fell against his shoulder and she was doing the splits. His cock being buried inside her the whole time made Esdeath roll with pleasure. He was a great soldier, and an absolutely great partner.
Picking up his pace, Rickard didn't let his strength falter as he went faster. Pounding at his superior's cunt and watching as her ass quaked from his thrusts. Looking at Esdeath through the hazy ice and against her mirror, he saw her smile crystal clear as her eyes bored into him, her hands sinking into her breasts. Her nimble fingers reaching her buttons and unfastening just one so she could flash him. Her attention and focus made it feel like she was doing this just for him, a secret she wasn't showing the others.
Letting out a groan, he couldn't help himself as his emotions swept him up in that moment and sent his climax surging forward. Bucking his hips against hers, Rickard knew that this was something barely above a spar for an insatiable woman such as her, but nonetheless he moved one hand over her core and tried to make Esdeath feel as good as he did before his time was up.
Feeling those calloused digits press and toy with her clit, Esdeath let out her first moan since this began. Her loyal soldier had more than enough talent and ability to make any normal woman fall to pieces, it was just a shame that he seemed to have become obsessed with her. Doing his best due diligence to drive her up the wall as his climax began to conclude.
Pulling out a gasping mess, Rickard followed the rules and left after one time. Esdeath had to commend the man, if he had fingered her clit earlier, she'd have come easily by now. Instead he'd need to wait for next time to try again, and in this warzone, he'd have plenty of attempts to try.
Letting her leg back down, Esdeath was on pins and needles while the other long time and high ranking members of her corps fucked her without hesitation. While all of them used her for pleasure or attempted to get both of them off like Rickard, Esdeath's sadism manifested itself in a strange way in these 'morale exercises'. Using her willpower to hold back her own orgasm and prevent those generous lovers from being able to fully enjoy themselves, something about that was far more delicious. Or perhaps she just loved being edged?
She'd been going for hours and still had hours more until this whole line was given their one free creampie. Even the indomitable general had begun to sweat after her body was put through so much use, teetering near and far from climax since she stuck herself in this wall in the morning. But with the heavy stops coming her way, Esdeath knew the most difficult point was before her.
Beastmen, while rare within the Capital itself, were only uncommon in the rural countryside. These men possessed a naturally greater strength and size than normal humans, so it was an easy choice to recruit those she found across her campaigns to join her army. Enough that the general was able to make a beastman platoon, and now twenty-six of them were diligently waiting to plow this slutty general's imperial pussy.
The men varied on what their bestial head looked liked, no two having the same appearance, but all of them held the same look of patience and desire as they were the next group in line. They always were her most disciplined and beneficial groups, and with how they took out the enemy commander and the elite guards in this last combat, this proved to be without exception.
Taking a breath, Esdeath calmed her body before she felt the thick and heavy hands sink into her ass. A cock befitting their increased size grinded against her ass, trying to make the heat, size, and weight of it to intimidate her. Even though she'd taken them all before, it did send a thrill up her spine. Treating the grip on her ass like a handhold, the man with a lion's head slid back and thrust everything in one rough motion. Playing her game, Esdeath looked at them in the frozen mirror and gave a simple small smile, distracting them from the fact that her knuckles were in a white-tensed grip against the wall.
Taking her bait, the lion man gripped her voluptuous thighs and started pounding with reckless abandon. Smashing his dick inside her to try and make the general's facade falter, but the closest thing he managed was to litter the frozen wall with cracks. His sheer strength could be felt shaking the ground and making the nearby tents flutter. Yet still Esdeath had an amused expression on her face, as if she wasn't getting pounded harder than a world class prostitute.
Unlike the less versed men, his strength wasn't a means to make up for a lack of technique. His hips were smooth and steady while his cock plunged inside her, the clapping of their hips and Esdeath's expansive ass was echoing clearly throughout the camp. The man lasted longer than most at twelve minutes, his third leg pumping its burning seed inside her, and as he looked to his general, he held a look of annoyance.
Esdeath's composure still remained perfect. Now how would she fair after the other twenty-five actually had their turn? Her body was already electric from that one soldier alone. If they all lasted as long, she still had five hours ahead of her. With the noon-sun up in the sky, Esdeath took another breath to center herself. She had a difficult obstacle before her.
The Beastmen were as ravenous as their names suggested. The frozen general was able to keep her cool when combating them, but every slam of their dicks inside her sent a surge of pleasure through her body that it felt like a miniature climax. Yet her expressions were as chill as always. With her hands pressing against the ice, no one could make out the fact that they were shaking. Time continued to slowly march forward as every second felt like eternity as Esdeath felt her cunt being split in two as these animals tried to rearrange her insides. Those giant cocks scraping against her every fold, her toes were curling inside her boots as she did her best to not scream to high heaven. Trying to make these monsters in bed come faster and speed up her clock, Esdeath released her jaw dropping tits in their full glory, gripping those pendulous breasts and letting them all be mesmerized as her fingers sank into her doughy tits. While it did increase her own pleasure and cause her to grit her teeth to maintain focus, her plan made the next few into quickshots, comparatively. Watching how she toyed with herself, pulled and teased her nipples, red trails being left behind from her fingers clawings against her pale skin, her grasping at her tits and sucking on them. Despite never once entering a brothel, Esdeath was as proficient and eye-catching as a top courtesan.
Somehow, the woman neared the end of a five hour trial after only three. The last beastman in the queue being the man who directed the whole lot of them, Wagyu the Ox. He seemed perfectly content letting his man have their boon before him, but he did so out of much more than kindness.
Weakening the general like this was a prelude to his own desires. Digging his hands deep into her thighs, he was better than his men, capable of seeing all her minor signs of exhaustion from her constant edging. Her uneven breathing, the cold sweat, rapid blinking to try and fix her blurring vision, lining up his cock against his leader's cunt, he could feel her body tremble.
Taking a breath, Wagyu gathered his strength before rocketing forward. The ice wall audibly cracked as the smaller breaks and hairline fractures all buckled under his power, Esdeath being no different. She was still as silent as always, but her mouth was left open as the wind was knocked out of her and her expression quickly morphed to show how much of a slut she was. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth, her lips stuck in an 'o', her eyes half lidded and completely unfocused. And he capitalized on that.
Not giving her a moment to regain her composure, Wagyu fucked her like an animal. Thrusting relentlessly and making Esdeath's whole body shake every time he pushed forward. Her already tight cunt wrapped around him in an avaricious vice, the woman unable to say anything as a climax washed over her after edging herself from sunrise until afternoon. Drool escaping past her lips and falling over the floor and her well furnished tent. Her breasts quaking and rippling from the sheer power being pressed against her. In just one move, Wagyu's plan had come to fruition; make the general cum by taking his dick.
But he wasn't just stopping there, he still had his own load to blow, and he was going to enjoy his powerful leader for as long as he could. Holding tightly onto her lower half, nothing would stop him. With all his power put into this, the ox-man made the proud general into a climaxing bitch. While his men lasted for twelve minutes or less, Wagyu was pushing himself just as hard as Esdeath had been. Pushing against his own climax to enjoy this journey for longer and longer.
Not giving Esdeath a second's break led to her own climax to be drawn out as well, dragging her fingers across the ice as her hips jolted. Yet even further, she was unable to collect herself, leading her to come over and over again as her best soldier fucked her for over half an hour without ever slowing down. Her voice returned to her near the start, yet the sounds of her moans were kept low and sordid as she was forced to experience more and more euphoria, her mind absolutely gone as she was enjoying her troops' rewards even more than they did.
It was a miracle that he hadn't flooded her with cum ages ago, her insides being so warm and intoxicating especially against the frigid tundra they were fucking in the middle of. His horns scratched against the ice when he found himself unable to keep his head up and body straight. Letting out one last powerful thrust, Wagyu let out a deep groan as he painted his general's cunt a pure white.
Finally stopping after so long, the ox man wiped his brow and took a step back… only for Esdeath's legs to lock around his waist.
"You were the one to personally deal with the enemy commander before even me," looking up at the mirror, her face covered in sweat and her hair clinging and pressing against her body, Esdeath spoke like she wasn't just fucked by a bull for the last thirty minutes, "I say that earns you one more round."
Laughing at him getting a bonus prize, Wagyu smiled. Gripping Esdeath's hips, he knew exactly what he wanted to do.
Releasing her leg lock around him, Esdeath didn't expect what happened next. Instead of moving her lower half however he wanted, he used his hold on her to force her to spin over. Rather than bending forward into her tent through the wall, she was now facing upwards with her legs both pointing up in the air and her only support being the wall she was placed in.
Now moving his hands away from her hips and to her legs, Wagyu forced her to do horizontal splits while in 'midair'. Grinding his shaft against her, he looked directly through the ice wall to look Esdeath directly in the eyes. No mirror as a middle man, just seeing her complete response at his next move.
Pulling back, this time Wagyu had a different target in mind. Slamming his hips once more against hers, he saw the expression of playfulness and confidence melt from her face as if it was in slow motion. Having her ass be split in two for the first time this bout by a cock as thick as her forearm caused shock at first, then the next moment as her eyebrows knit together it was easy to understand the pain she felt, and in the next beat pleasure of getting her back entrance filled beyond the brim melted into her eyes.
"FUCK~!" Her scream was loud enough to be heard all throughout camp, and it didn't stop there. "MY ASS!! IT'S ON FIRE~! FUCK ME!" Her powerful and imposing front had completely shattered as did any reservations she had. Her tongue was out of her mouth and leaving drool to fall past her lips and over her chest. Instead of digging them into the wall, now Esdeath's hands were groping her mountainous peaks as she simply looked to get as much pleasure as possible on her way to orgasm again and again from this beastman's cock.
Following her orders, Wagyu was filled with a second wind at seeing how completely and utterly whorish his general had become. Sinking his hands deep into her thighs, he bucked and thrusted just like he had earlier. Her ass felt completely different from her pussy, yet all the same he felt her walls closing in around him. The tight warm vice practically begging for him to fill her with cum.
More than just feeling her ass pull him him as he fucked her ceaselessly, Wagyu's eyes were glued to the show on the other side. Esdeath's cries of pleasure were loud and brash as she screamed about her ass being fucked across the camp, not a hint of shame or insecurity in her dulcet tones. Just the way she held her body made Wagyu wish he could hold more than just her legs. Eyes hyper focused as she played with her breasts, pulling and playing with her tips, she had done all of this before, but seeing her directly and not through the mirror just made it all the more enthralling.
Despite how her insane screams of euphoria made him doubt she had any proper thoughts left in her head, she proved that assumption plainly false yet again. Showing off just how well trained and powerful her muscles were and how flexible she was, Esdeath morphed the ice as she pressed herself forward, her hypnotic tits so close yet so far as she pressed them against the frozen wall, her face still covered with a visage of complete lust and desire. Pressing her mouth against the frost as she lewdly kissed the wall, making sure that Wagyu could see every single move she made.
Even after he fucked her to climax again and again, even after he got a second chance after getting his first reward, somehow Esdeath still managed to make him yearn for more as his thrusts cracked against the ice wall once more. Yet this time the cracks sealed themselves quickly and cleanly, as if the wall was never damaged to begin with.
Unable to hold back before her incredible showing, Wagyu flooded her ass with cum. Taking his last few thrusts slower to drag out this last moment he had. By the time it was over, his legs felt immobile as he fell on his back, gasping for air after getting a surprise second round.
Nearly passing out on the floor, he was shocked back to consciousness as a hand grabbed his to pull him back up.
"You did notably well. Now I hope you keep up the good work, soldier." Esdeath spoke to the man that towered over her, Wagyu didn't even register it was her until a few more seconds passed.
"Y-Yessir!" Standing at attention, the man again nearly collapsed as dizziness spun his world around after he spent so long exerting himself so much.
"You two, take him to the medical tent and ensure he's not dehydrated." Esdeath pointed out to two men who had had their turn and were masturbating to seeing their general being railed by all her other troops.
As he was being taken away, it was only then that the ox man realized Esdeath still had her top completely open and holes dripping cum as she stood out of the wall without any long term difficulties like he was suffering from. It never crossed his mind as anything weird that she had gotten out of the wall so quickly or easily.
Watching him be taken away and the sun beginning to set on this day in the northern campaign, Esdeath saw how many men had stayed diligently in line and smiled at the perseverance of her troops. "Well, come on men, let's continue."