Tyranny of Steel

As the war in Japan continued to wage on, and while Itami had begun to make daily visits to little Kyoto in the hopes to earn forgiveness both in the eyes of the gods and men. Berengar had flown out to Iceland to engage in one of his monthly visits to the woman who his fate had been tied to since the moment he reincarnated into this world.

Berengar was a man who fulfilled his promises, and as a result, he had spent the last year visiting Iceland for one weekend every month, where he would reacquiant himself with the mature valkyrie and her young daughter.

Iceland had begun to change quite rapidly. With the fall of the Catholic Church within the region, the people had become lost without their religion. Due to Berengar's influence, the pagan villagers had begun to spread the message of the old gods, and in doing so, conversion rates of the Icelandic Christians were at an all-time high.

Upon landing in Reykjavík's airfield, Berengar observed the many changes that had occurred since his first visit in what seemed like a lifetime ago. Though Iceland was a protectorate in its own right, it fell under the control and influence of the Reich. As a result, Berengar had invested a minor sum into the overall improvement of the living standards that the islanders endured, as well as a military base for his soldiers to occupy.

What land could be farmed, had received modern agricultural innovations, meanwhile the cities and towns were restructured to make use of proper sanitation and recycling facilities. Indoor plumbing both for water and waste management was common place. While indoor heating was becoming a necessity for the people who lived in the frozen wasteland.

However, in one isolated region of the island, there was a persistent hailstorm, which continued to block outsiders from entering. Only those who had been approved by the gods could visit this hidden paradise, and that is exactly where Berengar drove to.

Berengar effortlessly made his way through this hailstorm, where a warm, and hospitable climate revealed itself, despite the frozen wastes just outside the barrier. With a smile on his face, Berengar continued to drive his truck through the valley where eventually a small village presented itself to him.

As he exited the Vehicle, Berengar was suddenly glomped by a gorgeous teenage girl, whose hair was the color of platinum. Siv wrapped her arms around Berengar's torso and welcomed him home.

"Welcome home, father. Mother is waiting for you inside the house. She has prepared a warm pot of soup for you!"

Berengar gently kissed the girl's forehead before breaking away from her tight embrace. He wore a mischievous smile as he asked his step-daughter for a favor.

"Can you leave your mother and I alone for a bit? We have some catching up to do..."

Naturally, Siv knew what this meant, and thus she pouted and averted her gaze before silently nodding her head. Every time Berengar came to visit, he and Brynhildr would go at it like a couple of horny rabbits for the first few hours. During this time, Siv would have to leave the house and play around in the village by herself.

After hearing Siv agree to his selfish request, Berengar walked through the village with a pep in his step before arriving at the longhouse where he knew the mature valkyrie was waiting for him. He did not even bother knocking on the door, as he entered his home away from home, only to find that Brynhildr was standing over a steaming pot, dressed in nothing but an apron, while stirring the soup.

Upon seeing such an enticing sight, the lust that Berengar had been containing for the entire journey sprang forth into his loins, causing the man to silently strip out of his clothes without the mature valkyrie even realizing that a hungry wolf had caught her in his eyes.

Berengar silently stalked Brynhildr until he was positioned directly behind the woman, where he grabbed hold of her exceptionally large breasts and stuck his erection deep within her moist twat. A yelp of surprise escaped Brynhildr's lips as she looked behind herself to see that her 'husband' had returned home after so long. She did not even bother to say a word, and instead grabbed hold of the kitchen counter, and accepted Berengar's repeated thrusts, while moaning in excitement.

The Kaiser continued to pound the tight hole of his mature lover as if his very life depended on pleasing her. The ecstatic moans that escaped Brynhildr's lips travelled through the longhouse and outside where Siv was sitting on a stone, chucking small stones at squirrels. The girl's pale face turned bright red as she heard her mother's cries of pleasure. No, how much she wanted to get up and walk away. Her legs failed to provide her the strength to do so.

Meanwhile, within the interior of the longhouse, Brynhildr had also lost control of her legs, and slipped onto her knees, where Berengar pressed her pretty head down upon the kitchen floor, and continued to pounder her pussy like a steam piston.

After enjoying herself for another minute, Brynhildr's hole convulsed around Berengar's cock while squirting all over the kitchen floor. Despite climaxing all over her lover, Brynhildr was not given any sense of reprieve. Instead, Berengar lifted the woman's curvy body into the air and pounded her even more fiercely while holding the mature beauty in a full nelson position.

With each thrust, Brynhildr felt her insides spasm, as she was brought to climax over and over again. Until finally, Berengar shot his load deep inside her womb. It was only after the man was satisfied that he noticed the cries of an infant child from within the interior of the longhouse.

This caused Berengar to chuckle, as he gazed upon his mature 'wife' who was lying in a pool of her own excretions, with an intoxicated expression on her beautiful face. Noticing this, he slapped the valkyrie's large and round ass to wake her from her lust filled stupor.

Which worked like a charm, as Brynhildr finally realized that her infant son was wailing in the background. She quickly recovered her bearing before shooting Berengar a nasty glare, while scolding the man as if he were one of her children.

"Dammit, Berengar, you woke the little one!"

Even though he had just been scolded, Berengar simply scoffed before reminding the woman that she was the one making all the noise just now.

"Actually Brynhildr, it was your moans that woke the boy."

Before Brynhildr could properly respond to this statement, Berengar swiftly changed the subject to avoid another scolding.

"How is our little Björn doing, by the way?"

Brynhildr quickly walked over to the infant boy, her cavern still leaking the seed that it had just received. She proceeded to sit down on her bed and pulled the boy from his cradle. She then stuck her bare breast in the child's face, where he began to drink his mother's milk. A warmhearted smile emerged on Brynhildr's face as she looked over at her naked 'husband' before answering his question.

"He's better now that his father is home. Honestly, you couldn't have waited until after we ate?"

Berengar chuckled when he heard this before shaking his head. His tone was filled with joy as he thought about what he had just done with the woman.

"I tried to restrain myself, but after seeing your fat ass standing there looking so welcoming, I couldn't resist. Besides, we only have two days together before I have to get back to the Reich. Every second counts!"

After hearing the man's defense, Brynhildr simply clicked her tongue and shook her head before lecturing him once more.

"Tsk... Tsk... Tsk... You are such a naughty boy. What am I going to do with you?"

In response to this line of questioning, Berengar smiled mischievously once more, before approaching the mature beauty where he kissed her passionately before whispering something enticing in her ears.

"I can think of a few things?"

Despite the urge to go another round with her man, Brynhildr pushed Berengar away before scolding him yet again.

"Not now, I'm feeding our son, besides you have to be hungry after that flight. Go eat the soup I have prepared, and after I have put little Björn here to bed, we can have as much fun as we want..."

A slight pout emerged on Berengar's face as he bowed his head before answering obediently to the mature valkyrie as if he were her child.

"okay... mommy..."

As Berengar turned away to enter the kitchen, he felt a firm swat on his butt before overhearing a giggle escape Brynhildr's luscious lips.

"Honestly, what am I going to do with you?"