aha, thank you...
This episode, Roderick was more lovable.
A Viking's Prize (M+/M+) - Conclusion posted 8/6/20
Awesome continuation [mention]wataru14[/mention] the Bout between Farl and Thomas was really good. however a simple blow to the neck seems a little mild for the torments Farl implemented on Thomas.
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Well well, Roddy finally got the full treatment, haha 
It's concluding time already! Sad to see such a great tale coming to an end but with Thomas's success, it would seem Roddy will be freed? Maybe not before one last tie-up.
Great chapter added to a wonderful series, [mention]wataru14[/mention]!
It's concluding time already! Sad to see such a great tale coming to an end but with Thomas's success, it would seem Roddy will be freed? Maybe not before one last tie-up.
Great chapter added to a wonderful series, [mention]wataru14[/mention]!
Thanks for the praise. I'm also sad to see this story end, but when I write, I always have a conclusion in sight when I start. My goal is to tell a complete story that flows logically. I don't have the staying power to do something open-ended and I hate leaving things unfinished.
But I am working on my next story and have another in the pipeline after that. I'm almost done with the first draft of my superhero story featuring the nefarious Dr. Calamity, which will be followed by "Choose Your Own (Bondage) Adventure.
But I am working on my next story and have another in the pipeline after that. I'm almost done with the first draft of my superhero story featuring the nefarious Dr. Calamity, which will be followed by "Choose Your Own (Bondage) Adventure.
Conclusion
There was a leaden silence for a second, and then the crowd erupted into cheers. Even Farl’s former supporters joined in. After all, the gods had made their will known and they clearly smiled on the victor. The jarl stood up and put his hand on Thomas’s shoulder.
“You have won and proven your claim,” he said. “First we will send the fallen off with the honor he is due and you will receive your reward tomorrow.” Thomas dropped to one knee and bowed his head, putting his hand against his breast as the village men did when acknowledging the jarl’s orders. The jarl picked up Farl’s head and bade other raiders to collect the body. Then the crowd filed solemnly to the shore.
Bjorn patted Roderick on the head. “He lives,” Bjorn said, playfully rubbing his hand through Roderick’s hair. “I’m sure you would like to congratulate him in your own way, but not tonight.” There was no malice in Bjorn’s voice. In fact, Roderick thought there was something hidden behind those words. But gagged as he was, he could not question.
Bjorn bent down and undid the cords and ropes that held Roderick. “I must go to the funeral,” he said. “Help the other thralls clean and restore the square, then you may join us.” Bjorn smiled and walked to meet the others. Roderick assisted the other slaves in raking out the congealed blood, removing the pole markers, clearing the benches, and bringing the fire pit back into place. It was quick work with many hands and in a few minutes it looked like no battle had taken place.
When Roderick made his way to the rear of the crowd, the funeral was in progress. Farl was laid in a rowboat, resplendent in his armor and furs. His axe and shield lay across his breast and the other warriors were eulogizing him. Each man, in turn, stepped forward and spoke of Farl’s heroic deeds and told a story of how he had saved them in battle. Roderick thought it odd that a man who had acted so dishonorably at the end of his life would be praised so. Bjorn later told him that when a man dies in battle as Farl did, all his sins are forgiven and he is sent to Valhalla with honor to feast in the Hall of Heroes.
When it was Bjorn’s turn, he spoke at great length. He and Farl were of age and had been friends since childhood. The loss hit him hard, but if it was the will of the gods, who was he to question? When he was done, all eyes turned to Thomas. He walked up to the boat and faced the crowd. “Farl taught me many things,” he said… in their language! “How to endure hardship. How to fight and die with honor. He helped make me into a man and I only hope I can live up to his example.” Then he melted back into the crowd.
Bjorn boarded a second rowboat and hitched a towline to Farl’s. He rowed out until he found the current and detached. Then he lit a torch and set Farl’s rowboat ablaze. He rowed back as the flames spread, consuming both boat and man. The fires were seen from shore for hours until they finally disappeared under the waves as the sun rose.
The following day Roderick was forbidden to leave the lodge. The village was preparing for some ceremony or other and he was not to be involved. Such things happened fairly often, so he did not fret overmuch. He did notice that he did not see Thomas in the forge from out his window, though.
When night fell, Roderick sulked as he ate his meager meal alone. He could see that a great feast was being held in the square and the other thralls were invited. Yet he was not. He wondered why, but dared not question. A few hours after sunset, after the feast was done and generous amounts of ale had been consumed, the drums started.
Roderick ran to the window to watch. The warriors were lined up in two rows, forming an aisle that led to the firepit. Bjorn saw him and nodded, indicating that Roderick was allowed to watch. The jarl stood at the head of the line, the smith beside him. There was something sticking out of the fire, but Roderick could not see what it was.
A warrior walked to the thick wooden pole by the Great Lodge and carved Farl’s name into it with ornate runes. The crowd chanted something in their tongue that Roderick could not understand, then the warrior returned to his place in line. Roderick’s jaw dropped at what happened next.
Thomas appeared at the end of the line, between the rows. His thrall collar had been removed! He was barechested and wore not the linen breeches the thralls were issued, but the leather ones the raiders wore. As he passed each pair of warriors, they smacked their axes against their shields in rhythm with the drums. When all had joined in, Thomas stood before the jarl, head raised high.
The two conversed in their tongue and Thomas cursed himself for not paying more attention in the past weeks. He could only understand a few scattered words while Thomas had mastered it quickly. The smith reached into the fire and removed an iron rod with a strange twisted mass on the end. It glowed red hot. The smith walked over to Thomas, who stood firm as the searing end was pressed into the flesh of his left pectoral muscle. He gritted his teeth, but endured in silence. When it was removed, a runic symbol, the one that signified this tribe, was burned into Thomas’ flesh.
The crowd cheered and descended on Thomas, embracing him and patting him on the back. He was given a tankard of ale and a comely female thrall tended his brand with ointment. A warrior whispered something to Thomas, who smiled, and scooped the woman up in his arms. He carried her into the smithy and shut the door behind them. The crowd howled and cheered and began the revelry, which lasted well into the night.
In the morning, Roderick went outside and collected Bjorn from where he was passed out in the square. He struggled to help the giant to his feet and walked him back to the lodge, where his breakfast was waiting. Bjorn ate in silence, clutching his head. When he was done eating and felt better, Bjorn bade Roderick to clear the table and return. “I assume you want to know what happened last night,” he said.
“Yes sir,” Roderick said. “I do.
Bjorn smiled. “Then have a seat as I have much to say,” he said. “Thomas received his reward for victory last night. His terms of challenge were that if he won, he would be freed from thralldom and made a warrior of our people. Many protested this claim, but Farl himself accepted it. He must have thought his chances of losing were so small that it didn’t matter what Thomas requested.”
Roderick’s eyes widenend. He was floored.
“After Farl’s name was carved into the Place of Honor, Thomas was inducted into our ranks,” Bjorn said. He smiled and looked at the door. Roderick whirled around and saw Thomas standing there, clad in the leather and furs of a warrior.
“Thomas!” Roderick cried. Thomas ran to him and embraced him tightly. The two looked into each other’s eyes and then Thomas kissed him full out. Roderick recoiled, shocked that he would do this in front of Bjorn. “Thomas, no!” he said, his heart aching. “We cannot do this! Bjorn…”
Thomas placed his finger on Roderick’s lips. “Quiet, sweet thing, or I shall have to gag you.” He chuckled and turned to Bjorn. “You haven’t told him?”
“I was about to,” Bjorn said, “but you interrupted me.”
Thomas laughed. “Then I shall tell him,” he said. “I am a warrior, but I am still the lowest ranked of the men. I have not yet been in a raid. And I have no knowledge of axe fighting and need a teacher. So, by edict of the jarl, I am now Bjorn’s ‘son.’ He will instruct me in proper fighting techniques and be responsible for completing my ‘education.’ I will live here until it is decided I can have a lodge of my own. And while I am here, everything my ‘father’ owns…” he grasped Roderick’s nethers with both hands. “…I own as well.”
Roderick’s heart fluttered. “A slave may serve two masters,” he said, smiling.
Bjorn clapped him on the back. “And serve us you shall!” he said. He looked over at Thomas. “What say you we begin your education early today?”
“Just the lesson I was hoping for!” Thomas said. He turned Roderick around and pulled leather thongs from his belt. “But first father must teach me the proper way to bind a thrall. Such lessons are important.”
Bjorn smiled. He removed Roderick’s tunic and demonstrated to Thomas how to securely bind and restrain a captive’s hands behind his back. And Thomas was a quick and able learner.
“But there is more,” Thomas said once Roderick was fully tied to Bjorn’s satisfaction. “We go raiding in three days’ time. A small village on the Frisian coast. Should be little trouble. Good chance for me to prove my mettle. My beard should grow in by then.”
“And earn you your first raid-mark,” Bjorn said. He rolled up his sleeve and displayed the ornate patterns etched into his skin in dark ink. “After each raid, a warrior gets a mark to commemorate his heroism.” He removed his tunic and showed one of the marks on his chest. “This is the one I received when I captured you, Roderick.”
“And I shall choose my new name, as well,” Thomas said, sitting the bound Roderick on his knee. “Thomas is a fine name for an Englishman, but will not do for a fierce Viking warrior. What should I choose?”
“How about Baldur?” Roderick said. “Wasn’t he the most beautiful of the gods?”
“I like that!” Bjorn said. “And fitting.”
Thomas smiled. “We shall see,” he said. “And how about you, sweet thing? Will you choose a new name fitting of your place as our lowly thrall? I hope you have accepted your… lot.”
Roderick smiled. “I will accept whatever my masters choose,” he said. “It is a thrall’s duty to obey.”
Bjorn grinned. “Aye, it is,” he said. “Now, Baldur, what say we take the lad to the bedroom and continue your ‘education?’ He doth have two ends.”
Thomas stood and scooped Roderick over his shoulder, carrying him like a sack of plunder. Roderick playfully kicked and shouted, “Unhand me, you heathen Nordic brutes!” he joked. “I am an English Lord, I will not be violated so callously!”
Picking up on the cue, Thomas put Roderick down and gagged him tightly with a cloth from the table. “It is time was silence that protesting mouth of yours! It seems you have little choice in the matter, young lordling,” he said. He and Bjorn loomed over the tightly-bound figure of Roderick with pretend menace. “We savage raiders will sup on your sweet nectar this day, and many days thereafter.” He snatched Roderick up again and followed Bjorn to the bedroom, carrying his prize over his shoulder.
THE END
There was a leaden silence for a second, and then the crowd erupted into cheers. Even Farl’s former supporters joined in. After all, the gods had made their will known and they clearly smiled on the victor. The jarl stood up and put his hand on Thomas’s shoulder.
“You have won and proven your claim,” he said. “First we will send the fallen off with the honor he is due and you will receive your reward tomorrow.” Thomas dropped to one knee and bowed his head, putting his hand against his breast as the village men did when acknowledging the jarl’s orders. The jarl picked up Farl’s head and bade other raiders to collect the body. Then the crowd filed solemnly to the shore.
Bjorn patted Roderick on the head. “He lives,” Bjorn said, playfully rubbing his hand through Roderick’s hair. “I’m sure you would like to congratulate him in your own way, but not tonight.” There was no malice in Bjorn’s voice. In fact, Roderick thought there was something hidden behind those words. But gagged as he was, he could not question.
Bjorn bent down and undid the cords and ropes that held Roderick. “I must go to the funeral,” he said. “Help the other thralls clean and restore the square, then you may join us.” Bjorn smiled and walked to meet the others. Roderick assisted the other slaves in raking out the congealed blood, removing the pole markers, clearing the benches, and bringing the fire pit back into place. It was quick work with many hands and in a few minutes it looked like no battle had taken place.
When Roderick made his way to the rear of the crowd, the funeral was in progress. Farl was laid in a rowboat, resplendent in his armor and furs. His axe and shield lay across his breast and the other warriors were eulogizing him. Each man, in turn, stepped forward and spoke of Farl’s heroic deeds and told a story of how he had saved them in battle. Roderick thought it odd that a man who had acted so dishonorably at the end of his life would be praised so. Bjorn later told him that when a man dies in battle as Farl did, all his sins are forgiven and he is sent to Valhalla with honor to feast in the Hall of Heroes.
When it was Bjorn’s turn, he spoke at great length. He and Farl were of age and had been friends since childhood. The loss hit him hard, but if it was the will of the gods, who was he to question? When he was done, all eyes turned to Thomas. He walked up to the boat and faced the crowd. “Farl taught me many things,” he said… in their language! “How to endure hardship. How to fight and die with honor. He helped make me into a man and I only hope I can live up to his example.” Then he melted back into the crowd.
Bjorn boarded a second rowboat and hitched a towline to Farl’s. He rowed out until he found the current and detached. Then he lit a torch and set Farl’s rowboat ablaze. He rowed back as the flames spread, consuming both boat and man. The fires were seen from shore for hours until they finally disappeared under the waves as the sun rose.
The following day Roderick was forbidden to leave the lodge. The village was preparing for some ceremony or other and he was not to be involved. Such things happened fairly often, so he did not fret overmuch. He did notice that he did not see Thomas in the forge from out his window, though.
When night fell, Roderick sulked as he ate his meager meal alone. He could see that a great feast was being held in the square and the other thralls were invited. Yet he was not. He wondered why, but dared not question. A few hours after sunset, after the feast was done and generous amounts of ale had been consumed, the drums started.
Roderick ran to the window to watch. The warriors were lined up in two rows, forming an aisle that led to the firepit. Bjorn saw him and nodded, indicating that Roderick was allowed to watch. The jarl stood at the head of the line, the smith beside him. There was something sticking out of the fire, but Roderick could not see what it was.
A warrior walked to the thick wooden pole by the Great Lodge and carved Farl’s name into it with ornate runes. The crowd chanted something in their tongue that Roderick could not understand, then the warrior returned to his place in line. Roderick’s jaw dropped at what happened next.
Thomas appeared at the end of the line, between the rows. His thrall collar had been removed! He was barechested and wore not the linen breeches the thralls were issued, but the leather ones the raiders wore. As he passed each pair of warriors, they smacked their axes against their shields in rhythm with the drums. When all had joined in, Thomas stood before the jarl, head raised high.
The two conversed in their tongue and Thomas cursed himself for not paying more attention in the past weeks. He could only understand a few scattered words while Thomas had mastered it quickly. The smith reached into the fire and removed an iron rod with a strange twisted mass on the end. It glowed red hot. The smith walked over to Thomas, who stood firm as the searing end was pressed into the flesh of his left pectoral muscle. He gritted his teeth, but endured in silence. When it was removed, a runic symbol, the one that signified this tribe, was burned into Thomas’ flesh.
The crowd cheered and descended on Thomas, embracing him and patting him on the back. He was given a tankard of ale and a comely female thrall tended his brand with ointment. A warrior whispered something to Thomas, who smiled, and scooped the woman up in his arms. He carried her into the smithy and shut the door behind them. The crowd howled and cheered and began the revelry, which lasted well into the night.
In the morning, Roderick went outside and collected Bjorn from where he was passed out in the square. He struggled to help the giant to his feet and walked him back to the lodge, where his breakfast was waiting. Bjorn ate in silence, clutching his head. When he was done eating and felt better, Bjorn bade Roderick to clear the table and return. “I assume you want to know what happened last night,” he said.
“Yes sir,” Roderick said. “I do.
Bjorn smiled. “Then have a seat as I have much to say,” he said. “Thomas received his reward for victory last night. His terms of challenge were that if he won, he would be freed from thralldom and made a warrior of our people. Many protested this claim, but Farl himself accepted it. He must have thought his chances of losing were so small that it didn’t matter what Thomas requested.”
Roderick’s eyes widenend. He was floored.
“After Farl’s name was carved into the Place of Honor, Thomas was inducted into our ranks,” Bjorn said. He smiled and looked at the door. Roderick whirled around and saw Thomas standing there, clad in the leather and furs of a warrior.
“Thomas!” Roderick cried. Thomas ran to him and embraced him tightly. The two looked into each other’s eyes and then Thomas kissed him full out. Roderick recoiled, shocked that he would do this in front of Bjorn. “Thomas, no!” he said, his heart aching. “We cannot do this! Bjorn…”
Thomas placed his finger on Roderick’s lips. “Quiet, sweet thing, or I shall have to gag you.” He chuckled and turned to Bjorn. “You haven’t told him?”
“I was about to,” Bjorn said, “but you interrupted me.”
Thomas laughed. “Then I shall tell him,” he said. “I am a warrior, but I am still the lowest ranked of the men. I have not yet been in a raid. And I have no knowledge of axe fighting and need a teacher. So, by edict of the jarl, I am now Bjorn’s ‘son.’ He will instruct me in proper fighting techniques and be responsible for completing my ‘education.’ I will live here until it is decided I can have a lodge of my own. And while I am here, everything my ‘father’ owns…” he grasped Roderick’s nethers with both hands. “…I own as well.”
Roderick’s heart fluttered. “A slave may serve two masters,” he said, smiling.
Bjorn clapped him on the back. “And serve us you shall!” he said. He looked over at Thomas. “What say you we begin your education early today?”
“Just the lesson I was hoping for!” Thomas said. He turned Roderick around and pulled leather thongs from his belt. “But first father must teach me the proper way to bind a thrall. Such lessons are important.”
Bjorn smiled. He removed Roderick’s tunic and demonstrated to Thomas how to securely bind and restrain a captive’s hands behind his back. And Thomas was a quick and able learner.
“But there is more,” Thomas said once Roderick was fully tied to Bjorn’s satisfaction. “We go raiding in three days’ time. A small village on the Frisian coast. Should be little trouble. Good chance for me to prove my mettle. My beard should grow in by then.”
“And earn you your first raid-mark,” Bjorn said. He rolled up his sleeve and displayed the ornate patterns etched into his skin in dark ink. “After each raid, a warrior gets a mark to commemorate his heroism.” He removed his tunic and showed one of the marks on his chest. “This is the one I received when I captured you, Roderick.”
“And I shall choose my new name, as well,” Thomas said, sitting the bound Roderick on his knee. “Thomas is a fine name for an Englishman, but will not do for a fierce Viking warrior. What should I choose?”
“How about Baldur?” Roderick said. “Wasn’t he the most beautiful of the gods?”
“I like that!” Bjorn said. “And fitting.”
Thomas smiled. “We shall see,” he said. “And how about you, sweet thing? Will you choose a new name fitting of your place as our lowly thrall? I hope you have accepted your… lot.”
Roderick smiled. “I will accept whatever my masters choose,” he said. “It is a thrall’s duty to obey.”
Bjorn grinned. “Aye, it is,” he said. “Now, Baldur, what say we take the lad to the bedroom and continue your ‘education?’ He doth have two ends.”
Thomas stood and scooped Roderick over his shoulder, carrying him like a sack of plunder. Roderick playfully kicked and shouted, “Unhand me, you heathen Nordic brutes!” he joked. “I am an English Lord, I will not be violated so callously!”
Picking up on the cue, Thomas put Roderick down and gagged him tightly with a cloth from the table. “It is time was silence that protesting mouth of yours! It seems you have little choice in the matter, young lordling,” he said. He and Bjorn loomed over the tightly-bound figure of Roderick with pretend menace. “We savage raiders will sup on your sweet nectar this day, and many days thereafter.” He snatched Roderick up again and followed Bjorn to the bedroom, carrying his prize over his shoulder.
THE END
Yaaaaay! It has been a long road, but finally Thomas (or, I suppose, Baldur now) and Roderick get their happy bondage ending! With Bjorn, no less!
An amazing story, my friend! I will certainly consider this a fine work in my personal TUG stories Hall of Fame!
Once more, for emphasis: Yaaaay!
An amazing story, my friend! I will certainly consider this a fine work in my personal TUG stories Hall of Fame!
Once more, for emphasis: Yaaaay!
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Haha, "he doth have two ends", love it! Great ending to this wonderful saga... maybe in three days time with the next raid Baldur will capture a slave of his very own from the conquest (maybe a continuation of the saga 
) but until then Thomas does need to stay focused on his 'education' and his bound and gagged subject
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A brilliant ending for a brilliant story.
The arrangement among the three leads was unexpected but it's great that Roderick didn't have to choose between his two 'masters'. Funny how he feels a lot more free as a slave than he was at the back home.
I'll miss the characters but this was such a satisfying conclusion to their tale and I'm looking forward to seeing more of your work. Great job!
The arrangement among the three leads was unexpected but it's great that Roderick didn't have to choose between his two 'masters'. Funny how he feels a lot more free as a slave than he was at the back home.
I'll miss the characters but this was such a satisfying conclusion to their tale and I'm looking forward to seeing more of your work. Great job!
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Awesome conclusion [mention]wataru14[/mention] I was not quite expecting this. I do have to make fun of one thing though Baldur Bjornson seems a little on the comedic side. no harm intended. I loved the story regardless. thank you for sharing.
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NO! NOT THE END!!!
SO glad you decided to write this tale my friend!
After Thomas won the challenge and beheaded Farl, I was kinda wondering what would happen to poor Roderick.
I mean, was Bjorn simply gonna let him go to and give him to Thomas?
So glad and surprised by this latest turn of events in which Thomas aka Baldur gets assigned as Bjorn's son and trainee.
What a fitting conclusion to this awesome epic
Poor Roddy now has TWO Master to serve!
And from the looks of it, it sounds like he's gonna be in for lots of TUGs.
Roddy's gonna be one busy-ass house-boi, that's for sure!
Absolutely LOVED this masterpiece.
I'll be reading it again a bit further down the line.
But yes, I do agree with my buddy [mention]Volobond[/mention].
This one definitely belongs in the Hall of Fame
P.s- Not to sour the mood, but as a sidenote, you've demonstrated an incredible amount of patience these past couple days.
I'm genuinely surprised that you managed to tolerate Wyatt's dumb critiques, (first those "not bad" comments, then those constant recommendations about how your story should go, then saying it's a shame Farl and Bjorn didn't fight over Roddy instead of sharing him, then a complaint about Farl's fuckin' beheading being too "mild", then making fun of the new Norse name our hero was given).
Like I said, you have the patience of a saint [mention]wataru14[/mention]
Had Wyatt made such dumb comments on my own stuff, I would've told him to BUZZ OFF a looong time ago.
I don't pick on others, but when I see an injustice or see someone being unjustly picked on, I tend to react.
This story was phenomenally written, yet it's been overly critiqued by someone who's not really able to write in english.
At least, not comprehensibly anyways...
A real mystery, especially considering how strangely generous this guy's story reviewers normally are.
Just so you have an idea of who's been critiquing, complaining about, and now making fun of this story the whole time, here's Wyatt's latest tale: https://tugstories.com/viewtopic.php?f=17&t=8604
I was unable to read more than a dozen lines.
Cringeworthy, at best.
[mention]wataru14[/mention]
Please don't allow him to spew his shitty remarks on your next tale.
If he does, I'll be returning the favour and I won't be particularly gentle about it either.
SO glad you decided to write this tale my friend!
After Thomas won the challenge and beheaded Farl, I was kinda wondering what would happen to poor Roderick.
I mean, was Bjorn simply gonna let him go to and give him to Thomas?
So glad and surprised by this latest turn of events in which Thomas aka Baldur gets assigned as Bjorn's son and trainee.
What a fitting conclusion to this awesome epic
Poor Roddy now has TWO Master to serve!And from the looks of it, it sounds like he's gonna be in for lots of TUGs.
Roddy's gonna be one busy-ass house-boi, that's for sure!
Absolutely LOVED this masterpiece.
I'll be reading it again a bit further down the line.
But yes, I do agree with my buddy [mention]Volobond[/mention].
This one definitely belongs in the Hall of Fame
P.s- Not to sour the mood, but as a sidenote, you've demonstrated an incredible amount of patience these past couple days.
I'm genuinely surprised that you managed to tolerate Wyatt's dumb critiques, (first those "not bad" comments, then those constant recommendations about how your story should go, then saying it's a shame Farl and Bjorn didn't fight over Roddy instead of sharing him, then a complaint about Farl's fuckin' beheading being too "mild", then making fun of the new Norse name our hero was given).
Like I said, you have the patience of a saint [mention]wataru14[/mention]
Had Wyatt made such dumb comments on my own stuff, I would've told him to BUZZ OFF a looong time ago.
I don't pick on others, but when I see an injustice or see someone being unjustly picked on, I tend to react.
This story was phenomenally written, yet it's been overly critiqued by someone who's not really able to write in english.
At least, not comprehensibly anyways...
A real mystery, especially considering how strangely generous this guy's story reviewers normally are.
Just so you have an idea of who's been critiquing, complaining about, and now making fun of this story the whole time, here's Wyatt's latest tale: https://tugstories.com/viewtopic.php?f=17&t=8604
I was unable to read more than a dozen lines.
Cringeworthy, at best.
[mention]wataru14[/mention]
Please don't allow him to spew his shitty remarks on your next tale.
If he does, I'll be returning the favour and I won't be particularly gentle about it either.
Thank you dear friend!
The story was perfect, I just wish it had more bound and gagged scenes.
I also read your director's story, it was wonderful. I am waiting for your next works ...
The story was perfect, I just wish it had more bound and gagged scenes.
I also read your director's story, it was wonderful. I am waiting for your next works ...
This was great! I was at the edge of my seat when I got further into this story. It actually almost felt like I had read something from a movie 
Thanks for all the amazing feedback! I'm still new to writing, so it is extremely appreciated.
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This was a pretty great story with interesting characters, and I very much enjoyed reading it Glad to hear you're working on more! Really looking forward to them. Especially intrigued by the choose your own bondage adventure
Glad to hear you're working on more! Really looking forward to them. Especially intrigued by the choose your own bondage adventure -
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You were quite right, [mention]bondagefreak[/mention], that's a really good one ! Thanks for the sharing.bondagefreak wrote: ↑3 years ago @wataru14
Fantastic work.
Having arrived back home from a weeklong trip, I was able to give this a complete reread a few hours ago.
This piece really deserved a promotional boost.
It would be a good idea to use the "A Viking's Prize" promo cover as your forum signature.
We can always work on a new one if you feel that it doesn't suit the story well.
You should also consider creating a story ad in the Catalogue Section.
The plot is thrilling, the writing is gripping and the characterization is brilliant.
Being a fan of Viking stories myself, I am particularly thrilled at the fact that you've done enough research into the subject to make it believable.
For instance, much of the evidence we have about this civilization and about how M/M relations were perceived would confirm that Roderick would be addressed as a sub-man or as a woman. There was no taboo attached to a man sexually dominating another man, but there was a huge taboo attached to the one being dominated/used in such a "relationship". The man at the receiving end was lessened in the eyes of Norsemen society. At least, that's what most historian experts claim.
In any case, the small attention to detail really makes this tale stand out from the other M/M Viking tales I've read.
Your efforts to make this believable have not gone unnoticed.
Really enjoying this.
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I think there's a good chance you guys'll enjoy this tale quite a bit.
Tagging you in case you might've missed it.
You have me all for yourself. Nobody will find me or hear me screaming for help.
Amazing. [mention]bondagefreak[/mention], thank you so much for recommending this; I'm only sorry that I didn't get around to it sooner.
It goes without saying that the bondage is great, [mention]wataru14[/mention], but really, the plotting in this is what really blows my hair back. When Thomas emerges in that final chapter, collar gone and ready to begin a new life, the emotional arc of the story snaps into focus in a very vivid way. At the start, I expected that the story would be the quest for Thomas and Roderick to get back home, maybe even pile some vengeance onto Roderick's father -- but you took a much richer, more nuanced route, and told the story of two lovers who had to be abducted and transported to a foreign land before they could finally discover themselves. Especially Thomas, whose breaking-the-chain arc plays out with phenomenal clarity, drawing an enviably straight line from his days as a blacksmith for Roderick's family, to his new life as a Viking raider.
... And, of course, Roderick takes all that bondage like a champ. (And thanks for adding that fantastic tie-up during the combat! It made the bondage-climax intersect with the plot-climax in a fun way. Ah, the classic stuffing/knotted-cleave/OTM gag. Be still, my heart.) Can't wait to read more of your stuff, my friend!
It goes without saying that the bondage is great, [mention]wataru14[/mention], but really, the plotting in this is what really blows my hair back. When Thomas emerges in that final chapter, collar gone and ready to begin a new life, the emotional arc of the story snaps into focus in a very vivid way. At the start, I expected that the story would be the quest for Thomas and Roderick to get back home, maybe even pile some vengeance onto Roderick's father -- but you took a much richer, more nuanced route, and told the story of two lovers who had to be abducted and transported to a foreign land before they could finally discover themselves. Especially Thomas, whose breaking-the-chain arc plays out with phenomenal clarity, drawing an enviably straight line from his days as a blacksmith for Roderick's family, to his new life as a Viking raider.
... And, of course, Roderick takes all that bondage like a champ. (And thanks for adding that fantastic tie-up during the combat! It made the bondage-climax intersect with the plot-climax in a fun way. Ah, the classic stuffing/knotted-cleave/OTM gag. Be still, my heart.) Can't wait to read more of your stuff, my friend!
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What a fantastic story [mention]wataru14[/mention]. Brilliant plotting and pacing and with bondage thrown in as much as possible to complement but not overshadow the story.
I'm no expert on Viking history but it feels like you have done your research and have given a realistic portrayal of their society (I'm so glad you stayed away from horned helmets!). I love the fact that the heathen barbarians actually turn out to be far more accepting than the 'civilised' English society they raid.
It's great how the role play from the first chapter becomes real before turning back to role play at the end. I also like how Thomas and Roderick's positions in society reverse during the story. The relationship between the two was wonderfully and touchingly portrayed throughout. We had a great villain in Farl who got his comeuppance in a tense final confrontation. I also loved the kindness of Bjorn, particularly in seeking Roderick's consent, although he wasn't shy on the rope work!
A definite gem and great to read something so well written and a bit different. I shall definitely seek out your other work.
I'm no expert on Viking history but it feels like you have done your research and have given a realistic portrayal of their society (I'm so glad you stayed away from horned helmets!). I love the fact that the heathen barbarians actually turn out to be far more accepting than the 'civilised' English society they raid.
It's great how the role play from the first chapter becomes real before turning back to role play at the end. I also like how Thomas and Roderick's positions in society reverse during the story. The relationship between the two was wonderfully and touchingly portrayed throughout. We had a great villain in Farl who got his comeuppance in a tense final confrontation. I also loved the kindness of Bjorn, particularly in seeking Roderick's consent, although he wasn't shy on the rope work!
A definite gem and great to read something so well written and a bit different. I shall definitely seek out your other work.
A pup is for life but especially for bondage so get out the sleepsack and muzzle.
Don't miss out on the final chapter of Lovingly Zipped Up (M/M)
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Don't miss out on the final chapter of Lovingly Zipped Up (M/M)
All my M/M stories can be found HERE.
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[mention]Charmides[/mention] and [mention]Pup Wingletang[/mention]
I'm so glad you found this one, guys!
This is my favourite tale from [mention]wataru14[/mention] (though I have yet to read all of his works) and a theme that I've been requesting here for a long time now.
Very happy to see this masterpiece getting bumped back up to top spot for new readers to see.
I'm adding this to my re-read list for the second time now.
I'm so glad you found this one, guys!
This is my favourite tale from [mention]wataru14[/mention] (though I have yet to read all of his works) and a theme that I've been requesting here for a long time now.
Very happy to see this masterpiece getting bumped back up to top spot for new readers to see.
I'm adding this to my re-read list for the second time now.
I saw from one the posts on “Captured by Vikings” that you had wrote a Viking story as well. Had some spare time today and read this amazing story and it was absolutely wonderful.
It had that warm happy ending that just makes you feel really happy after you reach finish the last chapter. It had all sorts of drama such as the execution scene and the battle with Farl, it had me on the edge of my seat. I was surprised by that ending as I though they were going to be killed or escape but that ending was so much better than anything I would have guessed. Amazing job with it!
It had that warm happy ending that just makes you feel really happy after you reach finish the last chapter. It had all sorts of drama such as the execution scene and the battle with Farl, it had me on the edge of my seat. I was surprised by that ending as I though they were going to be killed or escape but that ending was so much better than anything I would have guessed. Amazing job with it!
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Really glad you found this tale [mention]Bradstick[/mention]
I enjoyed this one immensely and have reread it multiple times since it was originally published.
Definitely one of my favourite stories on here! I'll need to reread it again soon.
I enjoyed this one immensely and have reread it multiple times since it was originally published.
Definitely one of my favourite stories on here! I'll need to reread it again soon.