Chapter 181: Weeper - III
Beyond the Wall, True North
POV of Weeper
"What are we going to do now, Weeper?" the older woman from earlier asked, and Weeper turned around and went to her face, snarling.
"We can't stay here." He repeated to the daft cunt. "We have no food. People die in the cold without food. We need to go south, where we would be able to scrounge up enough food to feed ourselves. Then we'll gather the rest of the tribes in the True North. I'll become the King Beyond the Wall, and I'll save our people from… them."
The woman didn't back down from his stare, but she did nod.
Good.
He had already lost a fair share of leaders today. He would rather not lose someone reasonable and wise on his side if possible.
"Gather the tents and any food you could scrounge up and have some sleep." He told them, "We'll leave for the south early in the morning."
The crowd nodded and slowly dispersed.
The only one left was him, the dead body, and the woman, no girl, crying on the corpse of the young man who had challenged him.
He grabbed the girl by the hair and roughly led her to his tent.
She tried to resist, but a hard slap to the face and a punch to the gut were all the fight she had.
He pushed her inside the tent and then threw her on the ground. He then knelt behind her and pulled her leather breeches down.
"No!" the girl cried out, tears and snot were streaming down her face. She would have looked beautiful if she had not been crying so much.
He backhanded her and pulled the breeches away from her.
He then removed his own breeches and lay down on top of her.
"No.." The girl murmured weakly as he spat on his cock, lined it up with her slit, and gave a mighty push.
The girl screamed as he took her maidenhead and tore through her tight cunt.
"A virgin, eh!" he chuckled as her warm and tight cunt surrounded his cock and filled him with pleasure.
"No…" the girl murmured once again and squirmed around in pain, sobbing to herself all the while, but all fight had left her.
"You have a good and tight cunt." He told her as he pulled out and pushed himself inside her once again, taking pleasure from her hot cunt and her painful cries.
Then he grunted and started hammering into her.
Not having a good fuck in the last few days made it so that he came inside her tight cunt in only a few minutes.
He grunted one last time and released his seed inside her womb.
The girl didn't even protest anymore. She just lay there on the ground and took all of him without any complaint.
"Good girl." He said and chuckled to himself before he fell to the side and thought about everything that had happened today.
He has fucked up. Badly.
Even if he managed to keep his people in line, their morale was as low as it could possibly be.
And he had lost about half of his best fighters.
Now the only reasonable thing he could do was gather the other tribes and be as powerful as the Thenns.
Then he would have to ally with those cunts because he doubted that he would have a larger army than them any time soon.
No, allying himself with them was the only choice he had left. And then together they would go to the Wall.
He would never admit it to anyone, but he had been greatly shaken by his crushing defeat at the hands of Southern.
If he couldn't defeat them while they were on a small mountain, then how the fuck did he expect to defeat them when they were behind the Wall?
With this defeat, he had not only lost the chance to become the King Beyond the Wall. But he might have lost all chances of going South.
He let out a sigh and pulled the girl up to him.
She was still sobbing quietly to herself, but he didn't really care. He was hard once again, and she had a good, tight cunt.
He turned her around so that she could look at him this time and climbed on top of her.
She turned her head away as tears streaked down her face.
He didn't care. He held her chin in his tight, vice-like grip and forced her to look at him.
Then he slowly entered her, enjoying how her face contorted in pain as he entered her hot and tight cunt.
"You like that, ah. Being fucked."
The girl shook her head, and he chuckled as he pulled her legs on his shoulders and started pushing inside her once again. The repeated sound of flesh hitting flesh resounded in the tent along with some sobbing and his occasional chuckles.
"You will." He told her as he grunted and came inside her velvety folds once again.
Then he fell on top of her, and he remained there for the next few moments as his cock turned soft and slid out of her.
The girl continued to sob, and he rolled his eyes at her.
When he was her age, he had suffered ten times worse and had snarled at the face of adversity instead of turning into a crying mess.
He didn't care if she quickened with his seed or not.
The way things were going, he doubted that he would survive till the end of the following winter, let alone any son of his.
He knew what was coming with winter. Everyone was afraid to say their name, but they would have to face the Others when winter came. And he didn't think they would survive that confrontation.
Their only chance was to get south of the Wall somehow and escape from the Others. That seemed unlikely now, but Weeper had no intention of giving up.
He would make it happen, somehow. He would do whatever it took. Or die trying. Even if they waited here, death would come with winter anyway. And Weeper would rather fight than wait.
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