My Past Life As A Viking

My Past Life As A Viking

Status: Finished

Genre: Flash Fiction

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Status: Finished

Genre: Flash Fiction

Summary

The author of this short story tells us about what he had done in his past life as a viking warrior.

Summary

The author of this short story tells us about what he had done in his past life as a viking warrior.

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Submitted: September 22, 2015

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In my past life, I was one of a roaming band of vikings who used to invade other villiages, take what they want and slaughter those who stood in the path of their pilliage and plunder because they were nothing more than cruel and savage brutes who enjoyed that sort of thing instead of being civilized.

Speaking of which, I remember that I had barged into this one house and saw this one guy picking up an axe and getting ready to defend his wife while she was sitting in a corner and begging God to protect them from the savage monsters who dared attack their villiage and murder their friend outside their home.

However, the poor guy never stood a chance because when he charged towards me with that axe, I shoved my sword deep and gutted that slob right in front of his own wife who looked at his sliced up and bloodied corpse with shock and horror before she noticed that I was looking at her with this big smile on my face and tried to run away from me.

But instead of letting her go free, I grabbed that poor screaming bitch by the arm, gave her a hard smack across the face and slammed her down on the bed in order to rip and shred the rags that she once called clothes off of her before I started getting naked myself.

And when I saw that poor crying hag trying to crawl her naked ass away from me, I grabbed her by the ankles, pulled her towards me and forced my enlarged cock right into her mouth while ignoring her frantic arm and leg movements and slient pleas for mercy.

Then, I pulled my dick out of her mouth, rolled that bitch over and stabbed her in the ass with my rod while she looked at her husband's corpse and tearfully pleaded to God for forgiveness because she never wanted to be sexually violated by a man that she considered to be a heartless prick to begin with.

And to tell the truth, if I allowed myself to live that one past life with what I know now, that poor woman would still be alive instead of dead by my sword for trying to scratch my eyes out with those claws of hers as the result of me and my fellow vikings raiding her home, mercilessly butchering everyone including her husband and treating her like she was just some sex toy.


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