La Belle et la Bête - (see OOC thread)

[Dirtydave1974]

Nara stood watching him. Her heavy bosom rose and fell in rapid succession. Her face was flushed and she was biting on her lip. But it was her eyes that turned him on the most. Those beautiful green demure eyes. So full of confusion, and passion. Wanting more but unsure how to ask for it.

He wanted to give her more. To tear away at her clothes. To run the palm of his hand across that heaving bosom. To explore her body with his mouth and tongue. Tease her, arouse her, pleasure her as he had been taught to do.

With shaky legs he walked towards her. His crotch was tingling with excitement.

Take her.

Take her.

Bend her over and make her yours.

He lifted a hand and ever so gently caressed her lips with his finger. His hand curled around preparing to run his knuckles over her cheek. He stared down at Nara. His eyes full of want and lust for this exotic thing.

But... he had not been given permission.

He turned away. He could see Bartholomew watching them. "I will take you to my mistress," he told her.

The Driver led Nara across the courtyard towards the door. His path led him past the butler. As they passed he paused and leaned forward to whisper in the butlers ear.

"I disciplined her for Nicolai's benefit. Order must be maintained, but touch her again and I will flay the skin from your body. Even you are not exempt from our mistresses laws."

Then he turned, nodded to her and led her into the mansion. They walked up a flight of stairs ad through various corridoors until they arrived at a door. The door was closed and there were voices inside. The voices of a man and two women. Kiraz, his mistress and the new boy. The Driver wondered if he dared to disturb them.

 

[papillon24]

Her heart sunk at the words that Lady Alina spoke to her. Her prince was not coming back for her. To take her away from this place. But what did the Lady mean by sin from the family name. The idea of it baffled her. She was only a slave who loved her home country, her family, and her prince.

The touch from Lady Alina snapped her from her thoughts and her pouting. The slight tingle of her touch across the sensitive skin on her face caused her to draw a small breath in at the sensuality of it. It was the first time she had been touched in such a way from her and it stirred something in her for the first time. Kiraz stared deep into her eyes as she spoke sweetly. A lull of calm washed though her as she thought about only serving her Queen. The prince began to slightly fade and all she could see was the striking woman in front of her.

A rapping upon the door stole the Lady's attention for her as she took another breath. One of disappointment as she returned to her stool and shooed her to the door to continue attending to her duties as a slave to the household. She took a breath as she stood at the doors, wishing for one more touch of her hands upon her before opening the doors.

There stood the boy from earlier. The one she had caught a glimpse of as the lady arrived home from acquiring him from his family.

"The Lady has been waiting for you." She stepped back and to the side allowing him to enter the room.

"Lady Alina, Is there anything else you require from me?"

 

[Veroe]

IC: Nicolae Moldovan

Then the blacksmith led him out of the kitchen to a door where the blacksmith knocked gently-for the man's strength was astounding. Then he spoke for the first time since Nicolae's arrival in a single but firm tone like the metal he hammered for a living, "My great lady, your newest pet awaits your pleasure."

Pet? Nicolae did not like the sound of that word. He was not some animal. He was a man. He turned to glare at the blacksmith his chains rattling. Why the chains for that matter? He was not some wretched criminal after all. He had come voluntarily to repay his family's debt to Countess Dragoi. There was absolutely no reason to clap him in irons like this and he was about to say so when the door opened to admit him.

In the doorway was a woman looking like she was from far away from his little farm in Carpathia. The young and exotic looking woman looked like a Turk. She was of a darker skintone with striking dark eyes and plush lips. Past her he could see Lady Alina and her large bed. His face darkened in a deeper blush at the sight.

"The Lady has been waiting for you," The Turkish woman stepped aside to allow him to enter the Countess' bedroom.

He took a tentative step into the room making his chains rattle. His eyes were on that bed. Why was he brought to Lady Dragoi's bedroom? Why was the beautiful Turkish girl here? The possibilities floating through his imagination was making him blush so brightly Nicolae's cheeks were the color of fresh tomatoes.

"M-my lady..." He asked lady Alina desperately trying to keep from stumbling over his words, "...how may I serve you?"

 

[Sweetp4u]

Lady Alina

"My thanks, Smithy." She dismissed him with her tone, pleasure spreading cross her full lips as she sat studying her newest acquisition. Waiting until the large man left the door frame, his heavy foot steps echoing in the short hall to her grand staircase, and then down to some where below. Moments continued to tick by before she finally drew in breath and sat upright a bit more.

"Kiraz, my lovely girl, meet Nicolae." She sat in her under-garments, corset and lace knickers, her breasts near bursting over the top as she crossed her stocking clad legs and curled a finger at him, "Come, Nicolae. Sit here.." Her hand lowered to point to her left, before her and nearest to her he could possibly be. Her fingers then delve between her plump breast and pull on a delicate golden chain to which a single key swings at it's end curve.

"Kiraz, bring a light cold meal and a sweet red wine for us." Those eyes never leaving him, she would look upon his face, chin, high cheeks. She searched for flaws, signs of disease, scars. He next to nothing in that old shirt and her chains, collar and cuffs, and so her gaze could freely wander most of his form. "Quite pleasing indeed..." Her eyes capturing Kiraz before the girl managed to sneak out the door for that meal, "Would you not agree, Kiraz?" Smiling as she baited the girl to truly look upon Nicolae's partially clad body.

 

[scarlettnuit]

She watched with widening green eyes as he came towards her. There was something in his eyes, something primal and wild. Her breath shuttered as he came towards her, watching his every move, watching his eyes.

For a moment she was afraid that he might strike her, but instead, she felt his hand caress her lips causing her heart to nearly leap out of her chest. She had never been a silly girl like the maids of her home. She didn’t gaggle after a handsome stable lad or some character in a romance novel. They all seemed boring to her, perhaps too safe. However now, as she looked up at the driver, the look in his eyes stunned her to her core.

When he finally spoke, she was almost glad to have him remove his touch. It was overwhelming and she didn’t understand her reaction to him. As they walked, she paused as the driver whispered something into the butler’s ear and then motioned for her to follow him. This place was strange and new, she wondered what mistress ruled here and what her own fate would be.

She followed the driver through the various hallways and rooms, her eyes darting around curiously at everything she could see. When they stopped in front of a door, her muscles tensed as she prepared to face the unknown.

 

[papillon24]

"Yes, Lady Alina," She could feel another blush rise to her cheeks. "He is quite pleasing." the state of his dress left nothing to the imagination as he moved to sit beside her. It was her first time ever seeing the male form so close.

Once she had felt it. I had been a long time. A young count had propositioned her, and pinned her up against a wall. He had drank too much of the household's wine. His gaze had fallen to Kiraz too many a time for comfort during his stay and one night he had taken it a step to far. If it were not for the Butler stumbling across the scene when he did, the young count would have muscled her into his room and out of the safety of the watching house.

She turned and scurried from the room. She swung the door open only to run into a strange young woman standing outside the door accompanying the driver.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Lady Alina was not expecting anyone else to her room. Let me announce you."

Kiraz turned back to face the lady of the house. She watched her movements as she eyed her new plaything, swinging a small gold key from her delicate fingers. She had always been facinated with this woman, even when she had feared her fate upon being gifted to her.

"Lady Alina?...." She could feel the blush once again as she eyed the young man in chains kneeling beside her. "The driver has brought a young woman to see you."

 

[Dirtydave1974]

The door opened under the Driver's hesitant hand, before he had a chance to knock. Young Kiraz hurried out and stopped just short of knocking the new guest over.

The driver blinked, his senses overpowered and baffled by the foreign spices and flowers in the perfume the young woman wore on her skin. It was an enticing smell that drew his attention to the fair and beauteous creature before him. But he did not linger. His mistress was waiting, and judging by the scene before him she was potentially displeased by his interruption.

Everything within this room smelled so good. It was intoxicating. Externally he stepped forward with confidence, but internally he remained painfully aware that he smelled of horses and sweat. His head bowed and his attention remained fixed of a single point on the carpet. A sign of deference.

"Mistress, I found this young woman alone on the road. She has asked to stay here as a guest."

The driver offered no other explanation either in his defence or as way of explanation for his behaviour. Nor as to why she was in manacles.

His hand brushed Nara's back lightly. Encouraging her forward and presenting her this mistress.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Lady Alina

Her fingers tugged him closer and hard down so he had no choice but to kneel before her or lose his shirt. Those eyes of his, so light and .. innocent, but his scent was much more pleasing than it had been and his clean form was quite appealing to glimpse at with the fire light burning from candle wick beyond his shoulder. That shirt did little to hide him from her, but it was enough to tease her with need of more.

"Nicolae.." His name was a hushed whisper, a sensual purr, "You please me." would caress his lips, heated words as she moved even nearer still, but without touch. Not yet, but soon. Nimble fingers hook into shirt front and begin to free button after button until she has reached his navel. Knuckles caress against the cooler muscles, the bath had not only cleaned him but had lowered his temperature quite a bit.

She could fix that...

"Yes, Lady Alina, He is quite pleasing." Kiraz, so sweet and flushed. Striking beauty even more enhanced by her lovely crimson shaded cheeks.

She could feel a spark from Nicolae, something was shimmering within him and it was that spark she would continue to ignite. "You do want to please me, don't you?" She asked Nicolae, her knees opening as she scoot rounded bottom to chair's edge. Tug on him, she did so, bringing him closer to her form so that her gentle touch could caress over his cheek, down over the pulse at his throat and lower still. She slipped inside that old night shirt just as voices discussed a new arrival. Yet her eyes were only on Nicolae, watching his expression as she brushed her fingers over a flat male nipple.

"Mistress, I found this young woman alone on the road. She has asked to stay here as a guest." That baritone voice, a smile lift as she turned her eyes from Nicolae to her Driver. She had been hasty with him the night she had brought him home, he was nothing like his former insecure self but OH! Had he changed into a man among men. .. Only he served her and not himself. Smile soon melted into frown as he stood there, still dirty from the ride and before her door way. He would not enter because of such state, and this displeased her.

Those eyes of hers darkened as they swung to the pale red headed beauty, in a ratted old ladies dress and a jumble of messed hair. She noted the woman's arousal and eyed the Driver once more. "Your name and business in my lands, Lady?" Fingers did curl about Nicolae's shirt as she pulled him nearer still and against her thigh. She had quite a bit to do this night and interruptions were going to put her into a rather unpleasant mood. Could this not wait? Was her room now the parlor?! There were no signs of blood or reasons to be so hurried at this hour! Damn them.

Still... Kiraz had to return with a meal for them and she had to tell Nicolae what was expected of him under her roof.. Provided he stayed true to her orders and remained chaste, clean and eager to please and pleasure her with his obedience. Her mind did wander a bit then, back to Nicolae and his mouth to which a wicked light lit within her orbs, rekindling her smile as she turned back to her unexpected guest.

 

[papillon24]

Kiraz stepped out of the way as the young woman was ushered though the door. She squeezed her way past the Driver. Her backside facing away from him. She was so close, she could smell the scent of the horses and the woods on him. She could feel the drag of her skirt against his leg as she tried not to touch him as she made her way into the hallway. She was thankful for his presence in the house, it had protected her many a times, but tended to avoid his direct gaze. He was intimidating in his own right.

Her slipper covered feet carried her silently down the hallway to the top of the staircase. Her hand caressed the smooth mahogany wood of the banister as she made her way down the large staircase. She was glad for this moment alone and took her time to compose herself. The heat still lingered in her cheeks and her heart still raced from the sight of the pleasing man shackled at her mistresses' feet and the sight of her commanding him. She could still feel the tingle on her lips from where she had run her fingers along them.

At the bottom of the staircase she stopped to take in a small breath, gaining her composure back. The flush in her cheeks began to subside, but she could not shake it. She hoped the rest of the house staff would not notice.

Kiraz made her way back to the kitchen. The smell of spices from her homeland filled the air. She could almost see herself standing in the marketplace back home, gathering ingredients for her prince and the royal house. She could almost see the baskets of spices lining the winding corridors of the central market and hear the sales calls of the vendors, booming though the streets.

Here she only had a few handfuls of spices from back home. The Turkish royal family would send some to household every few months as a gift and a sign of their loyalty. Kiraz treasured every ounce she was able to get her hands on.

She nodded to the young kitchen girl who was attending the pot of pheasant and those precious spices as she hurried around the kitchen gathering the items in which Lady Alina had asked for. She Pulled out a silver tray and laid out a cold meal to tide them over till the pheasant was ready. She set out a large cluster of green grapes that had been brought in from wine country the day before. She popped on in her mouth and let the sweetness roll across her tongue.

She them laid out some hard cheese from the dairy down the road. The earthy smell wafted though her nose. She knew it was smoky and tangy.

Then there was the bread. Sweet wheat bread that their baker Eliza made every morning. The strong wheat and yeast flavor made it was the perfect pairing with the cheese.

And last the wine. She went to a panel in the kitchen and opened it to reveal a wine rack. It was large for one of it sorts, holding one hundred bottles of wine. It did not compare to the Wine cellar that existed below the estate, but it was fully stocked for easy access. Kiraz pulled a bottle of burgundy from the bottom shelf. It was a beautiful fifteen year vintage. Although it was old in comparison to most wines in the area, here were still hundreds more that dated back before she could even comprehend.

She stepped back and admired the spread she had prepared. For one in her position she had a refined taste for food that added to her value in the household. She loved food in all its aspects, especially how one bite could takes you back in time if it was the correct bite.

 

[CFMB_fan]

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Bartholomew witnessed the young lady whom he had made a half hearted attempt at blackmailing being punished by the driver, before he returned to the kitchen and into his litle cubby hole office off on a hallway leading from the kitchen.

Here he would order the shopping lists prepared for by the staff, and agree to those purchases. Every Friday was market day, and he would go tot he Market often with Kiraz to buy the ingredients for the weekend.

As he sat in his little office, he heard Kiraz walk by, and so he followed her to the kitchen and watched her as she prepared the tray.

As she went to lift the tray, he stepped in.

"Kiraz, please allow me..... " he smiled as he saw her, her rosy cheeks looked slightly redder than normal but he wasn't sure.

"For the Good Lady I presume?"

.

 

[scarlettnuit]

Nara now stood influence front of one of the most beautiful women she had ever seen. Then young man from earlier was near her much like a pet and an exotic woman exited and then entered the room. The scene had all the makings of a mystery or adventure, but she was all too aware of the reality in which she now found herself.


"My Lady" she curtsied deeply. When she rose again she saw the butler and stiffened a moment before turning her attention back to the Lady Alina. "The carriage I had hired threw a wheel. The driver said he had gone back to town to seek help, but I fear he has abandoned me."

She paused a moment to stifle the anger she felt at the robber so that she could continue her explanation politely.

"I would humbly request shelter until I might hire another carriage." She thought of how A Bartholomew had asked her of her talents. "While my skills are rather genial, I have been told that I sing and play well and would gratefully offer any entertainments so as not to be a complete burden."

She has laid her case out on the table, all she could do now is curtsy deeply and await the Lady's answer.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Lady Alina

Quite pretty, with skin as white as fresh morning snow and a wild mane of fiery thick strands which appeared to be quite long in length. Those hands and the way the held her skirts, her curtsy was adorable and deep. Those delicate fingers held no nicks or scars, no callous or bruise. Her nails were well cared for, without chip and a reasonable length to clearly state this was not a working girl.

"You have yet to tell me who I am addressing, Lady." A subtle shift to one side, a hand would press to cushioned stool as she continued to study the beauty before her. The scent of the red head twined its way within her boudoir, not unpleasant and not from an unwashed body the poor were most common to reek of.

"I would advise you.." She held up a hand to halt any words the young woman may speak, "Do not lie to me. It is rude and I can scent a lie before the last sounds would leave your pretty little throat." This girl had a story to tell, and judging from what she had heard outside, saw before her just now.. It would not be so simple as a carriage wheel broken.

"Come now.. Please? Tell me your name, and what are you doing at such a late hour upon a very dangerous road?" Charm, velveteen kindness seeped from her tone, her smile and the light glistening within her honey colored eyes.

 

[scarlettnuit]

“Forgive me my lady, my name is Nara Wemsley…” She paused as she looked into Lady Alina’s eyes and knew that should she be dishonest, she would pay for it dearly, and she doubted it would be as “gentle” as her spanking.

“I was going towards the city…” She paused, steeling her spine to hold up some sense of pride and dignity, “I had rented a carriage and was going towards the city when the carriage man robbed me and left me in the middle of the wood.” She explained.

She felt ashamed and embarrassed however she continued to hold her head up high and do her best to get through this as best as she could. The lady seemed to be looking at her with kindness and given her station, at least as it appeared, Nara thought perhaps she would be more understanding than a man in her position.

“I was to married off to some old coot and I ran away.” She said finally, as if cutting the story short. “I do not wish to upset your household overly, but should you be so kind as to shelter me for the evening, I would be quite grateful my lady.”

 

[Sweetp4u]

Lady Alina

"You, Miss Wemsley, are far from home." Murmured thoughtfully, her eyes not leaving the red headed doll's face. "As you obviously found out, you are no where near any city or cities." She had to ponder how best to handle this situation, how best to benefit from it as well. Perhaps this Uncle could be found and contacted, and perhaps Red could be more useful in her own home than sold off.

"I do not know this family name, but I do not know everyone of the world." Her smile brought a warm life to her eyes. "I can imagine quite well, how one can end up forced into marriage." Money, house alliances, pregnancies.. And her eyes did drop to the girl's abdomen, but saw only a tiny waist line. She had no idea what a 'coot' was, nor whom Wemsleys' were, but it never did stop her from wooing and cultivating a future noble woman.

"My Driver will see you to the East Wing and into a bedroom there, where you may stay the night." Keen eyes watched their faces, and found her Driver's gaze when it did lift enough to do so. "I am sure he will take quite good care of you." The girl was obviously scared, perhaps still pure, and possibly worth a hefty reward for Nara's safe return.. and if not, the red headed beauty would be an amusing guest to play with.

Reel the girl in, let her become in-debted to the house with no way to repay such kindness and generosity and then begin the downward spiral. "The Rose room, Driver." She instructed in a quick loud manner, a room in which was very busy to the eyes, very lovely for any girl's fantasies and had many well hidden peep holes. "And for her own safety, do lock her in." Those brown eyes swung back to Nara, "A precaution, girl. It will guarantee that your body and virtue remain safe." Baited remark, but kindly spoken with well meaning after-tones and all a show. Of course any who went to court had to be in order to survive.

 

[papillon24]

Kiraz jumped at the sound of the butler from behind her as she was beginning to lift the tray. It took all her composure to not spill the lovely contents in which she had just laid out. His eyes examined her thoroughly as she turned. She always noticed the way he watched her. She could not decide if it was just a watchful eye over property of the Lady's household or if there was something more behind it.

"Yes Bartholomew" She spokes his name slowly as she always had. The name was not an easy one for her to pronounce though her heavy accent. For the first year of her service here she had spoken it wrong, having to be coaxed though the pronunciation on many occasion. "She asked me to bring up a cold meal for her and her new acquisition. There is a young woman in there as well"

Kiraz turned and set the platter down on the counter and stepped aside allowing him the space to move in and take the heavy tray. She picked the wine and goblets to help with the burden before turning on her heels quickly. She knew the lady would want the meal soon. She did not remember her eating before heading out on her agenda today and she was not sure when the new boy had eaten last.

 

[Dirtydave1974]

The driver closed his eyes for but a moment when Kiraz squeezed past him. Again that smell.

He had little to do with the Turk. There duties required them to move in different circles. The driver remained outside the house, unless summoned. When he was summoned he would promptly visit his mistress, fulfill her request and then return to the horses, or his own chambers. Kiraz possessed an intimidating beauty. One that had blossomed under his mistress watchful eye.

He couldn't help but be hyper aware of the proximity of her body to his. The way her skirt brushed against his leg, leaving his flesh craving for it to happen again. The way her bosom rose when she inhaled so as not to touch him. Then as quick as it had started she was gone.

His passions were high. Not without permission, he reminded himself.

His eyes fixed on the floor glanced up at Nara who was facing away from him. They stole a fleeting look at the round curve of her buttocks. Then returned to the floor. Then back to her buttocks and across to his lady. Her divine figure, resplendent upon her chair. The curve of her bosom on display to tease and entice her pet. Her pets. Her knowing, calculating honey eyes drawing Nara in.

The driver returned his eyes to the point on the carpet. His breathing had quickened and his member ached. He was used to being aroused by his Mistress' presence. But not like this.

"The rose room, driver. And for her own safety, do lock her in. A precaution, girl. It will guarantee that your body and virtue remain safe."

The Driver's hand clenched into a fist. Body and virtue remain safe? This girl's body and virtue were the least things of interest to his mistress. There was another game at play here. Another agenda. But if he put her in the rose room. He wouldn't see her again.

"Mistress, Our guest, I would like to court her. With your permission," his reckless tongue blurted out.

Court her? The wrong word. But it didn't matter. He had made a request. Something that in all his years here he had never done.

The driver grit his teeth and continued to stare at the carpet.

Not without permission.

 

[scarlettnuit]

“Thank you so much my lady” replied Nara as she curtsied again.

At least for tonight, she knew she was safe; safe from her uncle, safe from the butler, safe from the outside world. Her taut muscles slowly began to relax in her neck and shoulders. Feeling as if she were being excused by the lovely Lady Alina, Nara began to turn to follow the driver to the Rose Room as instructed. However, what he said next, made her freeze in her tracks.

Her cheeks turned a crimson red, almost matching her fiery mane as she looked down at the floor. She was unfamiliar with courtship and how it progressed, and thus, had no idea how to respond to this. As her station required, she should have been disgusted and insulted at such a statement. However, her memory took her back to his eyes and his hands on her rump. She blushed again and then cleared her throat.

“Surely such a thing would be inappropriate Sir. How dare you imply such a thing?!” she replied with more haughtiness than she felt. She had been raised to disdain people such as him, despite how her feelings swayed her otherwise.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Lady Alina

One shaped brow lift, caught by surprise from her Driver's request and use of the wrong term. She saw it in his eyes, his stance, just what it was he wished to do with the lovely little red headed guest. However that would not be permitted in any society, unless the girl wasn't worth the aged scrap silk upon her back.

"You mean Escort her." She finally spoke after the fiery little thing roared with false heat at her man. "Yes, you should escort her and keep her safe. Guard her, do not let her out of your sight as this is a dangerous place." Her smile lift, those eyes of her missed nothing played out before her. Not the stiff posture and hollow words, nor the bulge seeming to grow within the Driver's pants as they had all conversed.

He wanted the little red head. He had more than earned it, but it was yet to be determined what the woman was worth, if anything. "Driver, to me." Ordered, "Lady Nara, please wait outside the door for just a moment..." Her tone was icy, as if she too were in agreement with the red head's disdain at such an offer. "I will speak with my man about propriety.." and she waited for both to do as instructed.

 

[scarlettnuit]

" Yes my Lady."Nara moved out of the room as ordered, though she disliked the idea of the man who had carried her off the road to be reprimanded.

Though she tried to react as society would have expected her to, her heart wasn't in it. She closed the door gently behind her and stood in the hallway, hoping that the Lady would not be to unkind to the man.

 

[Dirtydave1974]

“Surely such a thing would be inappropriate Sir. How dare you imply such a thing?!”

The Driver's stony face continued to stare at the floor. He neither looked ashamed nor upset by her rejection. It was like talking to a statue. But slowly his eyes moved up to his Mistress.

"Driver, to me." He nodded imperceptibly, and stepped a half step forward. Nara moved past him. Her face was flushed, but this time from embarrassment. He waited until the door was closed.

"My lady, I serve at your pleasure." His voice was cold, neutral. "What will you have me do?"

 

[Sweetp4u]

Lady Alina

"Closer." She beckoned him with a crooked finger and narrowed eyes, and she waited until he came to her. "I will ignore your .. state of dress and cleanliness, as I wish to speak to you, NOT yell across the room.." Her mouth pinched with displeasure until he came within an acceptable range.

"She is of money, she is a guest as well. She is of use to me." Those eyes of hers pinned his gaze, graceful fingertips did then lift his bristled chin as she slid away from Nicolae and towards her man. "Naive, she is not, but perhaps a little shy." Brown orbs lowered to his mouth where upon her thumb caressed the fullness. "You have served me well, mine." Murmured as a lover would speak, warm and rich with pleasure. "You are a vessel of my making, a capable one at that." And still she slid closer still, "Woo her.." Whispered to his ear, heated breath dampening as she spoke with gentleness. "Make her one of us." Berry scented hair brushed to her man's face, her perfumed form pressing nearer, "Show her what can be enjoyed here at Dragoi Castle. Show her those wants, those desires which she pretends not to crave." She slid back a bit to once more find his eyes, lowering nearer to him as she placed a kiss upon his lips.

"The fallen are so much sweeter when they go willingly to that precipice and jump gladly from their safety into my realm." Perhaps she was speaking too vaguely but she did not believe so. As he appeared simple, he was far from such natures now. She saw to his education, she seen to his mental health and she made damned sure to see to his training. He knew what she wanted him to do, and not do. "When those gates are flung open wide and she is told to leave, I want her on her knees, begging to stay. See that it comes to pass." She then let her fingers drop from his chin, his mouth and her body meld back into the lush velvet stool she had sat upon while the masses paraded through her boudoir and where her newest little play thing... Her eyes did return to Nicolae with a lecherous smile.. Yes, he was far from little.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Nicolae Moldovan

"M-my lady..." He asked lady Alina desperately trying to keep from stumbling over his words, "...how may I serve you?"

She sat atop the bed in her underthings. It was the first time he'd ever seen a woman in them. Nicolae's blush deepened further at the sight of her bountiful busom barely contained by the corset, and she crossed her long legs clad in stockings all the way to her thighs. His manhood started to swell despite or because of the unbearable mortification he was feeling at the erotic sight of Countess Dragoi undressed. To save himself from death by embarassment he glanced to a safehaven in the young foreign girl beside him.

"Kiraz, my lovely girl, meet Nicolae." Lady Alina said to her.

Even the girl was beautiful. Nicolae swallowed to wet a parched throat and said to her nervously, "H-hello."

He made the mistake of looking back over to Lady Alina. "Come, Nicolae," She curled her fingers for him to come closer to her. "Sit here.." She patted the bed beside her. Nicolae swallowed, even her hands were beautiful. His manhood was dreadfully apparent through the thin nightshirt and he gratefully sat beside her hoping it would be harder for either of them to notice his obvious arousal in their presence. Though she patted the area right beside her Nicolae sat down with as much space between them as he can get.

"Th-thank you for....ah...for everything, my lady," He stammered but then he lifted his wrists for her, "But can you free me though?"

Instead of answering him Alina reached between her breasts and Nicolae tore his eyes away from her in shock but his eyes drifted back to the swell of her breasts on their own as she fished out from between them a key. Did she have the key to his chains between her breasts?

He offered his chains for her to unlock, but instead she offered the key to Kiraz eventhough her gaze never wavered from looking upon him. "Kiraz, bring a light cold meal and a sweet red wine for us."

Nicolae wasn't comfortable under Lady Alina's gaze. He was entirely uncertain of what he should do here. His parents took extraordinary pains to distance him from girls in the village. As a result he had no idea how to react other than blush terribly when Lady Alina commented to the young servant girl, "Quite pleasing indeed..." She turned to look the young serving girl in the eye adding, "Would you not agree, Kiraz?"

"Yes, Lady Alina," Kiraz said blushing as her eyes turned to regard him. At least he wasn't the only one suffering from embarrassment here. "He is quite pleasing."

Nicolae blushed even deeper at the compliment and wanted to crawl under the covers until both of them forgot he was there. Yet part of him found it very flattering to hear both of these beautiful women found him hansome. His brothers always teased him about being a dandy, but he wasn't...he just was born so that other people thought he was hansome...he had never tried to be.

Then Lady Alina reached out and pulled him in closer pushing him down until he was kneeling before her. Nicolae looked up at her as she regarded him purring, "Nicolae..You please me."

His eyes softened at the words and he leaned into it when she reached down to undo button after button of his nightshirt.

Wait! What was she doing?!

Button after button she reached all the way down to his stomach.

"O-ohhhh," He moaned. A fantasy about her that normally he'd be too mortified to indulge himself in began blossoming in his imagination like a blooming flower. In it he could see himself lying in her bed hands exploring over her body and...and...and...he wasn't sure what he'd do next, but part of him wanted the fantasy to become reality with her to find out.

"You do want to please me," She asked, "Don't you?"

He nodded vigorously to that, "This wrong, but I do want that, my lady. I do."

She then spread her knees wide hands surprisingly strong pulling him in close between them like a spider pulling in a fly deeper within its webbing. Gentle hands traced warm fingers over his cheek down along his thundering pulse leaving a trail of goosebumps in her wake. She didn't stop at his neck. She kept moving, fingers tracing down over his chest.

"O-ohhhh...." He moaned at the feel of her fingers finding his nipple and grazing over it.

Then Kiraz left to retrieve the meal Lady Alina and introduced the Driver and the young woman that had seen him bathing earlier again. As she addressed them he tried to save his modesty by closing his nightshirt, but before he could Countess Dragoi pulled him in closer by the lapels of his shirt where his side pressed into her thigh.

He was going to quietly suggest he give her some space to deal with the two new guests to her bedroom, and then she turned to regard him stifling his suggestion in his throat. Then she returned to speaking with the newcomers and Nicolae was relegated to being a mere spectator to the Lady being the mistress of her household.

After some time of dumbly just kneeling there until she finished speaking with the new woman, Nara was her name, and the Driver, he hadn't overheard that man's name yet. Then she turned her head back to him, and the look in her eyes was something that Nicolae had not ever seen. He didn't know what to call it, but it made him feel like the mouse facing the cat, about to be devoured.

He swallowed a little nervously because part of him wanted to find out what being devoured by her would be like.

 

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The Drivers breath quickened as his Mistress leaned in and began to whisper in his ear. He bit his lip as he felt her hot breath and listened attentively to every word.

He could feel her bosom against his arm. The soft flesh pressed against him aroused him further. His hand slipped within her Camisk and his fingers caressed the naked skin beneath. Whilst he would easily have been able to reach her breast or buttocks his hand rested on her hip moving only slightly to her back. It was a bold move, but one he knew his Mistress would approve of.

When she stepped away he let his hand slip down to his side. He was fully erect, his member tenting his pants. Unlike the Mistresses new pet he made no effort to hide his arousal. He stared down at her divine body. She lounged back on her velvet stool a knowing smile on her lips. The view did nothing to extinguish the heat in his loins. He moistened his lips.

He nodded. “I stand at your pleasure.” He turned and moved to the door. He paused before opening and glanced over his shoulder. “Thank you Mistress.”
He stole a few more moments waiting for his hardened cock to subside. Young Nara would see it soon enough, but not yet. Were she to look she might see a bulge, but it would be subtle.

When he was ready he opened the door and found her standing waiting for him. She appeared bashful and a little nervous. His eyes stared at her hungrily, travelling from her eyes down her body, hidden beneath the green dress, and then back up to her full lips.

“Come,” he said.

He led her along the corridor, stopping to retrieve a candle. The hour had passed and the sun had set and a gloom had fallen over the Dragoi castle. Holding the candle a loft he led Nara down a series of corridors until they arrived at a brown wooden door.

They didn’t see any other servants along the travels, and when he opened the door the rose room it was in total darkness. The chill night air made the room freezing cold. The light revealed two candles stands at either side of the door. The Driver lit several of them to illuminate the space.

The lights revealed a spacious room with wallpaper decorated with roses. A large double bed was at the end of the room. It was neatly made and the top blanket had been sprinkled with rose petals.

There was a fireplace in the east wall and above the fireplace was an erotic painting of a naked woman lying on a bed of roses. Petals were painted strategically over her nipples and privates.

Against the west wall was a window, which was open. Next to that another erotic painting, this time of a well muscled man standing naked with a rose in one hand. His fist and the rose also hid his privates, but his bare buttocks were visible.

The Driver closed the door and moved to the window, closing that too. He turned back to Nara. In her flimsy green dress she was shivering. The driver removed his travelling cloak and gave it to her.

“The room will grow warmer after I have the fire going.”

He turned to the fire place and shovelled the old ashes, putting them in a bucket next to the fireplace. He then began setting up the kindling and the smaller pieces of wood for the fire.

 

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Without checking to see if the butler was following her, she knew he would, she scurried out the door and down the servants hallway. The night had begun to set and the shadows from the gas lanterns made the shadows flicker and dance. One would think they were in great danger if they ere unfamiliar with the place and would probably get lost. Not only was there the main corridors and hallways, but there was a separate set of halls and stairs so the servants and staff could move around without being seen.

The stairway brought her up to a set of stairs that led to the main hallway where the Lady's chambers lay. The door on the other side looked like any of the hallway closet doors and unless you knew what it was you would have no notion to open it.

Kiraz slowly opened the door to emerge in the darkness. No other being was there. From the corner of her eye a slight flicker of light caught her attention in the direction of the rose room. It had been a while since anyone had been allowed to stay there. The last young woman who had stayed there never wished to leave.

With haste she made her way back to stand before the double doors that her mistress occupied. She knocked three times in rapid succession, something that would alert her lady that it was her entering the room, and slowly cracked the door.

"Lady Alina,?" She poked her head in to lead the way. "Bartholomew is on his way with the tray of food. It was heavy and he offered to carry it up here for me." She held out the bottle and goblets in her hands as she made her way though the heavy doors. "I came first with the wine. I know how thirsty you get after errands."

The boy knelt silently next to her, his arousal was showing, there was not much that was not showing at this time. The heat swiftly returned to her cheeks as she made her way across the opulent room

 

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Bartholomew saw Kiraz step away to allow him to take the tray, and he picked it up, carefully balancing it on one hand.

"Lead on please Kiraz."

He followed her along the maze of passages, the shadowing moving with the Flicker from the gas lights, as they twisted and turned in the labyrinth of corridors till they reached 'His Lady's room' He too sw that the Rose room had been opened, and only assumed that the new girl that he had tried to take advantage had been placed there.... He liked that, as he was aware of an old set of stairs and passages that led from the Rose room to the Servants area; originally for the servants to use, as well as a emergency exit in days of old. Very few people knew of the route, or that most of the guest rooms had passages down to the servants areas, which were now mostly hidden and forgotten about.

Kiraz entered first, as she opened the door for him, allowing Bartholomew to walk over to the table for the tray, and lowered it onto the table; before adjusting the items on the tray.

As he stepped back, he looked around; the boy that he had helped clean was now on the floor, kneeling obediently.

He turned to face Lady Alina as he bowed subtly yet Majestically.

"I s there Anything else that my Lady may require?"