La Belle et la Bête - (see OOC thread)

[Dirtydave1974]

The Driver looked down at her. He was pleased and eager to get started on this new phase of their relationship. But first there were the formalities. Without them the rest was meaningless.

"I will own you for the duration of your stay at Castle Dragoi. I own you because it pleases you, as it pleases me to be your Dark desires made flesh. The moment it ceases to please you, this arrangement will end. I will instruct you in how I expect you to behave.

You will always ask permission to touch my body. You may not touch me, unless I have granted you permission;
In private you will refer to me as Master Horseman, in front of the other guests and residents you will refer to me as Good Driver,
I will give you tasks that you must complete when I leave you.
I will speak with my mistress. You will work in the manor as a servant for the duration of your stay.

In private you will have a name that I will use. something to remind you that you are mine.... by what name would you like to be called?"

 

[scarlettnuit]

She turned and looked at him. She couldn’t believe she would be asked to be a servant. It wasn’t so much that she cared about laboring as much as she would have to be in the presence of the man who had so offended her upon her arrival.

“Will I….will I have to listen to….to the butler?” she asked, worry writ on her face. “I will do as you ask, but I will NEVER bow to his will again.” She said, looking away her face reddening.

When he asked what name she should be called she looked into his eyes completely lost for a moment and then looked away.

“Whatever name you wish to give to me I shall take Master Horseman.” She told him, suddenly aware of her nudity, covering herself with a blanket. She then moved away from him slightly so that she would not touch him unless she was instructed to do so.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Luna

Pale green eyes studied and smiled with a tremor of wickedness tickling its way cross her back. Each room a new treat, each night a new sinner.. God, loving this place and it's occupants was a girl's dream come true. Peep hole closed, the illicit couple forgotten, she pressed on down the narrow hidden corridor, cleaning all remnants of cob web and dust. It would not due to have the Lady of the house pass through such mess, nor if one were to emerge from such filth into the cleanliness of her halls.

Pink lips quirk in smile, her exit into the main hall via hidden door was sudden, but not loud nor witnessed. Quickly her uniform clad wrist was shooting down her nose and chin, a huffed blow of air to sway any wayward hairs from itching at her nose. Humming a ditty she learned, she swept about the hall, watchful for the Driver's exit from his newly acquainted lady friend's bed chamber. A first, that she knew of.

My pretty maid, fain would I know,
What thing it is 'twill breed delight,
That strives to stand, that cannot go,
That feeds the mouth that cannot bite

Had that little red head managed to do just that? It would have been more thoughtful to stay and witness such events,... or so she was thinking as she eyed the very long hall and many rooms lining it.

With a humble down, humble down, humble down, hey,
Humble down, humble down, humble down, hey.

It is a pretty pricking thing,
A pleasing and a standing thing.
It was the truncheon Mars did use,
A bedward bit that maidens choose.

She paused by a painting, a gift given by some Persian prince to Lady Alina. Gorgeous man, who came , kept cumming, and went all before her arrival to this wonderful new home of hers. She would have enjoyed this man, as his look was nothing like she had seen before.. and she had seen many! Her mother's port city, filled and flowed with life each day.. She almost missed it, but not quite. Fingers slipped into her mouth, suckling and flicking about tongue until moistened to near dripping. Glancing about the hall, seeing none to be seen, she scootched up close to the painting, standing on tip toes, to brush those wet kissed fingers cross those painted lips. Had she the time and notion, it would be moisture from another source to adorn such pretty lips.

Everyone needed a kiss now and again. Yes?

Humming continued as she slid back from painting and moved further down the hall. She ignored the pinched faced old battle axe of a she-sow painting, having had words with her earlier on Luna's behaviors. That she-sow would remain dusty until she learned not to speak to Luna this way. Narrowed hate filled eyes, and all song stopped until well past that portrait. None knew who she was, but since there were nothing to replace it with, and no one liked this hall all that much, that old she-sow remained.. For now.

Perhaps a fire would see fit to change the decor? .. The humming continued as the floor were swept under an old table. Drawer opened and looked into for anything out of place before closing it once more. Rag in hand swept over table's top and back into waist tie as two fists grabbed and the thin broom and began to swish once more.

It is a friar with a bald head,
A staff to beat a cuckold dead.
It is a gun that shoots point blank,
It hits between a maiden's flank.

The bits, barely discernible were pushed before broom as she worked, her mind on song and thoughts of such flanks. She paused in step and tune, pressing her hand and uniform between thighs to the naked aching flesh beneath. She had a real dislike of undergarments. When one had to use the privy, one had to use it! Why should a lady such as herself have to spend so much time and it were much, to get out of those undergarments to relieve herself? It is ludicrous to say the very least. Men could pull silly willy out where ever they please with greatest of ease and relieve those pains that annoyed them..

"That sounded like a song.." Faintly she spoke, then giggled. Amused and distracted, she paused to glance about. What seemed like moments of standing still had in truth been far closer to a half an hour. Her hand jerked gown from between her legs, a rush of colored lust raced to her cheeks but she returned to sweeping the stone floor.

"Where does the time go?" She heard that expression from some uppity gent on her trip to Castle Dragoi, and still she did not understand the question but she understood that time truly did escape.. Some how? And where to exactly did it go? Was it recoverable?

It is a shaft of Cupid's cut,
'Twill serve to rove, to prick, to butt.
'Twas ne'er a maid but by her will,
Will keep it in her quiver still.

and quiver she will! Her smile grew as she sang, a melodious voice, but barely heard as she sung in a whisper whenever she dared. Sweeping down back stairs and about a corner, she pushed open a low window into the back garden and begun to carefully sweep the dirt out the window ledge and into the garden below. Back where it belonged, and if the girls had the bottom floor windows open, that would be their head.. Not hers.

It has a head much like a mole's,
And yet it loves to creep in holes.
The fairest maid that e'er took life,
For love of this became a wife.

The last of the song whispered past her lips, but she should change that last bit of words. No longer did one have to become a wife to enjoy a little prick, Lady Dragoi saw to that relief. She tucked wisps of her hair behind one ear and lifted her broom as she went silently back towards the kitchen and servants quarters. Slippered feet made little sound as she made her way, smile playing across her face as her mind played over what little she did see between that red haired girl and the Driver.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Lady Alina

Knowing eyes watched the play of color about the bent respectful head, arousal of a subtle sort tugged at Kiraz, but why? Studying that bent head and lithe form, she longed but a moment to hear this girl's inner most thoughts and secrets, to know what it was exactly that had caused this mild teasing splash of color? That same gaze shift to Nicolae, hiding his eyes from her person, from seeing near naked flesh. There were time for him, later.

"Do not think I have forgotten, Kiraz." She stepped closer, gentle palm lifting that young beautiful face and eyes upward. Chin cupped in one curl of fingers, the other brushed a bit of hair behind delicate ear, "What we discussed earlier." murmured gently after, a reminder. Watchful eyes studied the girl, watching those darker brown eyes and pulse, Kiraz' reaction to being touched as soft fingertips slid along the younger woman's darker skin.

"It is about time for you to become a woman." The girl would not, could not remain chaste and serving in her home for much longer. Far too many hungry eyes watched Kiraz, on a daily, hourly basis. She would kill any who took from her, and Kiraz was a temptation far too strong. Even she was not immune to the allure of this foreign beauty, only it were she whom owned the sweet young woman. Perhaps demanding virgins was not as pleasing as she first thought it to be. However, she would never say such things aloud.

You get more bees with honey.. Devotion was akin to such statements. And devotion is what she required from all in her home, on her staff and in her life. Nothing less would suffice and, frankly, would piss her off.

"I want you to think on it this night, and perhaps most of tomorrow.." Pulling her hands from Kiraz, she smiled warmly, "As I will ask but once, sometime soon, what it is you desire most to relieve you of such burden and bring you fully into womanhood. I grant it but once, especially to those loyal and loving as you have been." Her forehead touched to Kiraz as she spoke in a soft, comforting whisper. Near enough to hear each intake of breath and scent of soaps used by Kiraz that same morning in which she washed herself in. Their breathing would mingle and those honey brown eyes would peer with greatest interest at the sister pair before her. "Whom would you like to ..." Gaze fell over swelling breast and bare midriff, "bring you over?"

She pulled back then, letting the girl breath and perhaps even think clearer. She could be intimidating, her aura, her personality and her hypnotic tones, and well she knew it, used it and cultivated it. But her words were genuine, as she knew few so loyal as Kiraz and still a virgin. She had thought to harvest such rare blood and use it to strengthen some potions and stores, however.. Locked away virgins were for the dowdy, the scarred, the old. Not for Kiraz, no. This exotic beauty was not only giving, but beyond normal attributes of what was considered highly prized beauty. In simpler terms, she merely enjoyed the pleasure of looking at Kiraz far too much to lock her up in some damned recess rotting corner of Dragoi Castle. "You are dismissed for this night, Kiraz. Go, enjoy your remaining night and think on this task I have given you."

Her smile remained, watchful as she waited until Kiraz had said her good night and departed into the hall. The thought still crossed her mind to use Nicolae and Kiraz to teach each other the real pleasures to be had before she laid a hand on either one.
Her thoughts then returned to Nicolae and his ridiculous show of covering his eyes.

The room rumbled with her husky laughter, fire light dancing in her gaze as she swung those orbs back his way. "Uncover your eyes, mine." Bare feet and painted toes made their way over to where he still knelt upon her rugs, to stand over him and look down upon his bent head. She pushed off her bloomers and kicked them to one side as a million thoughts went through her mind. Most of it was annoyed but refusing to give into such temperaments and whip this one. She had gone that route and killed a man before he learned his way. She had tried a few routes to achieve what it was she wanted, she broke more than she made worthy. It has taken decades to get it right, and still it needed some adjustments, but she learned that the best route, the fastest route to loyalty, is taken well care of.

quid pro quo

She sank down before him, her eyes reaching to lift his eyes to her own. "Look at me." She ordered with a snap in her tone, "There is no shame in looking. No sin in loving.." Her words changed to husky, lilted desire twinged on each spoken word as she rose to her knees before him and his hidden gaze to tug the camisole top open at the bit of ribbon just over her breasts. Tugging the string loosened the top as its delicate lacy straps fell over shoulders. It were the last bit she wore, the last barrier between her flesh and his gaze. "Look at me, mine." She instructed once more, lowering her arms to let the top fall open and slip off to elbow. Proud breasts stood peaked, full and pillowy soft. Unblemished white skin tipped with a dusky rose nipple. She smiled at his squirming, "You will sleep here with me each night, you will bathe with me when I tell you to. You will warm my bed, or warm my feet. At times you may warm my floor, or entertain a woman of my choosing, but in my bed, in my room, in my house.. and I will be watching you the entire time, mine." She took his hand from his thigh, fisted as it were, she tugged his fingers open.

"Look at me, really look, mine." She turned his hand within her own and pressed his large hand and sensitive palm to the peak of her right breast. "Where you are hard, I am soft, wet. You will learn what pleases me and what displeases, and if you please me..." Her words died off, she slipped closer still, her warm hand wrapping about his swollen cock. In gentle grasp, she caressed over him. Down shaft, and over sack and right back up thick shaft to the silky mushroom tipped head. "I will allow you to feel the greatest of pleasures in return. With touch, with mouth and with body." Thumb dancing over him, she let go before he could lose control and orgasm. Settling back, she waited, letting him look her over as she knelt there, spread and bare. A real woman's body, full and shapely, a trim little patch of hair hiding a bit of her sex from his gaze. "Can you please me, mine? Will you? Or do I need to find me another man?" She waited a few heart beats before continuing, "Go on, touch me.. Just a bit, for now." She pulled the camisole off, it too went sailing over her shoulder some where.

 

[Dirtydave1974]

The driver watched Nara cover herself. He could see the uncertainty, vulnerability and fear in her face, and the confusion in her voice. He needed to tread carefully or risk losing her.

"Bartholomew has a key to every room in this household. He has access to places even I do not have, including my mistresses bed chamber. You cannot avoid him, my pet. If you intend to be of service to my lady, if you intend to be of use, and stay here with me, then he will direct you in your duties. That is his office.

But you are mine. Mine!" He was unable to keep the feeling of possessiveness from his voice.
"You are under my protection. We will make it clear who you belong to. You have no reason to fear him."

The driver leaned back, his eyes on the sheet she was using to hide herself from him.

"Do not hide your body from me." His voice was soft. "Your beauty made me bold before my Mistress. I have lain with others upon her will, but I have never asked her permission to woo any of the women who have come to this castle. Only you. My desire for you is strongest when I see you bare before me. "

His eyes travelled over her body and he could feel himself stir at the sight of her. Chaste, spotless porcelain white skin covered her body except her buttocks, which were blemished red from his hand.

Her beauty enslaved his eyes. He examined every inch of her. The effect her body had on him was undeniable. The curve in her back to the soft swell of her bosom caused him to catch his breath. His eyes fixed upon her pink nipples that stood erect. The thickness of his manhood began to swell at the sight of her full lips, her regal nose, and eyes that were so full of uncertainty.

"Look at me," he said,having to clear his throat. "Really look at me, pet. See my body, embrace how it makes you feel. Allow your hands to travel where they will over your nakedness. Discover what pleases you, and notice how this also pleases me. Notice what watching you does to me."

He enjoyed watching her for a few moments. His hand moved to his penis, now erect, and he stroked it slowly. His eyes never leaving her.

She would not lie with anyone else, unless he permitted it. And he would only permit it if it pleased them both.

But for now he wanted, no he needed her. She had said she wanted to be his.

Quid pro quo.

It was time to reward such devotion.

 

[CFMB_fan]

Bartholomew had finished his duties in the office.

He had drawn up the shopping list he had received from Kiraz, and had added to it himself. He took an envelope and inserted the money and left it on the desk for Kiraz to collect in the morning en-route to the market.

He believed that the cook should by the fresh produce for market, as she is the one who can see something and change accordingly.

He blew out the candles and retired to his room, with whom he semi shared with his illegitimate daughter - as far as they shared their own 'ensuite' bathroom. He entered his room, and removed his uniform, reaching for a night shirt, thick heavy and woollen, it was comfortable for lounging around in off duty.

 

[scarlettnuit]

She felt comfort in his possession, though she could not understand why. His voice was like silk over her soul and as he told her to remove the sheet, she did so slowly, as if unwrapping a gift for him. She laid there as his eyes washed over her, letting him look his fill. Something stirred in her and she listened as he spoke.

She watched him stroke his manhood, blushing at first, but making herself watch. There was something fascinating about it to her, that such a simple act could stir him so. When he allowed her to do so, she moved closer and ran her hands over his chest. Her lips moved to his neck and kissed the skin there as her hands roamed his body.

She moved her kisses along his jawline and then down his throat to his chest. She hesitated a moment but soon moved her hand down to his cock and wrapped her fingers around it as he had. She then began to mimic the motions he had made and moved her mouth back to his neck. She sucked his neck gently, enjoying the salty taste of his skin. She then kissed towards his ear and sucked his earlobe into her mouth as her lips explored him.

“How is this?” she whispered hotly into his ear as her hand moved up and down his shaft. She felt dampness gathering at the head and used it to help lubricate her hand and move over him easily. She squeezed his head gently, coaxing more of the fluid out.

“I want to make you feel how you made me feel.” She told him, loving the idea of pleasuring him.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Luna

She hopped into her room. Literally.

The pigs and cows were fed, the slop bucket was empty and washed. The hearth was low, her meal was done and all was far too quiet and boring! So. She hopped her way to her small quarters and a large leap over door threshold in.

"I'm Heeeeere!" She announced to no one, chuckling. her head rag was pulled off her blonde head and tossed onto her cot. Her apron removed as she paused by the wooden handle that stuck out by her door. Eyes following the attached bit of rope, she followed it up and across the ceiling to a small light that hung over head. The candle had been lit for her already, which meant her Father was done for the night.

Fingers wrapped about the varnished smooth wood, stroking it as if it were a cock, interested as she eyed its height. Was this done purposely? Was it supposed to be at cunt height?

"Father?" She called from her smaller closet sized room, moving through the small privy and to the doorway leading into his room. Light green eyes scanned he larger room and she smiled upon finding him in his night wrap. "My duties are done, Sir."

 

[papillon24]

Kiraz

"Do not think I have forgotten, Kiraz." Her voice was soft and soulful as she came closer, gently cupping her chin him her fingers. She could feel her heart began to flutter within her chest as all she could was gaze into the eyes of this woman. "What we discussed earlier." She could feel her eyes widen as she thought back to the conversation.


"It is about time for you to become a woman. I want you to think on it this night, and perhaps most of tomorrow.." Her soft hands pulled away leaving her almost breathless from the simple touch. Only once before she had ever felt a touch that affected her as much and that was from her prince. The one time he had held her chin in his well manicured hands, silent but intense.

"As I will ask but once, sometime soon, what it is you desire most to relieve you of such burden and bring you fully into womanhood. I grant it but once, especially to those loyal and loving as you have been." Kiraz felt a deep blush spread across her cheeks once again, She closed her eyes ash she felt the forehead of Lady Alina press against hers. She opened them slightly to find and intense gaze reflecting back. Nothing of ill intent but more of that of a concerned sister. She could feel her breath close to her lips causing hers to swell and tingle. "Whom would you like to …bring you over?"

The question left her stunned as Lady Alina pulled away. She took a deep breath as to gain her composure back. She steadied herself as to not fall before she went to move. Something about the way the Lady spoke, and looked upon her drew here in, too much so.

"You are dismissed for this night, Kiraz. Go, enjoy your remaining night and think on this task I have given you."

With her thoughts heavy she turned to leave without a word. There was only one she had ever wanted to have as her first and quite possible her only. But that was not an option. He was never coming back for her and she could feel a drop of disappointment settle within her to the core. She would have to choose. It was not a burden she wanted now.

Lost in her thought she made her way into the hall way and paused. She could hear the two behind her. The sound of clothing being removed and she heard a whoosh as an article was thrown across the room. She turned to see Lady Alina's silhouette outlined by the glowing fire behind her. It was stunning as she watched the boy nervous and embarrassed as his hand caressed her heavy bosom. The sight was utterly hypnotic.

Kiraz found herself leaning against the frame of the door watching the two of them from the corner of her eyes though the cracked door. Lost in the sights and within the thoughts of her own mind.

Quickly she called from where she stood.

"My Lady. There was only one that ever crossed my mind. My Dear prince. You have told me that for some reason that I do not understand that he will never return for me. I leave the decision up to you to do with it whatever pleases you the most."

Kiraz breathed a sigh of relief. If she were to choose then if it was not as she hoped then it would be a decision she would blame herself for. Now it was in her mistresses hands. And those were hands in which she trusted and longed for.

 

[CFMB_fan]

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Bartholomew was reading when he heard Luna barge in to their little suite of rooms.

He stood up and headed to greet his daughter as she entered his room, and gave her a fatherly hug.

"My duties are done, Sir."

"Hope the day went well for you Luna?" he offered as he squeezed her.

He sat down at his table. "Would you like a tea coffee or a hot chocolate?"

Cocoa beans where rare, but The good lady had a liking for chocolate malted drink in the cold months, a taste that he had acquired, together with Luna.

As he waited for an answer, he stocked the fire in the room, in readiness for making the drink. He could do it in the main kitchen, but it was just as easy in the room, especially if Luna went to retrieve the milk from the larder.

 

[Dirtydave1974]

"Master Driver, may I touch you?" Nara asked in her soft voice. He nodded, enjoying the feeling of power she was giving him.

Her lips moved over his neck and face. Her bare breasts brushed his chest as she moved around his body. Feeding the ache between his legs. When her hand moved to his penis he let out a gasp, and gripped the bed sheets between his fists.

“How is this?” she whispered hotly into his ear as her hand moved up and down his shaft.

It was amazing. He was so hard within her hand, and it had been so long since his mistress had allowed a woman to touch him there. The driver did not dare masturbate should he ever be summoned to his mistresses chambers for a show. The tension within him had built and built over the last few months.

“I want to make you feel how you made me feel.” She told him.

The driver lay back. His eyes locked on Nara's. "Climb on top of me, so that your sex is touching my erection. Rub yourself up and down my length," he instructed her.

He reached up and caressed her breast with his hand. circling her hardened nipple with his thumb.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Luna

A frown marred her brow, staring at the father she had just begun to understand, to know.

"No, thank you, Sir." a brief smile flashed cross pouting lips before she returned the hug and slumped into a chair cross the table. Finger move to idly toy with her long blonde hair, twirling it about as she simply sat there, staring at him.

"It went as it aught to have went.." a murmur, shifting once more to turn side ways upon the chair, legs crossing and eyeing a painting on the wall. Small, meager offering really, but it was what it was. It was decor, color, something other than musky old stones and cold bland surroundings.

Eyes turned his way as he went to stoke the fires, obviously it was he who wished something to drink? Perhaps he was merely being fatherly and taking care of her? It was.. charming, thoughtful.. Odd.

"The driver has him self a new little play thing." She piped up, an impish little grin twisted her face as she sat forward a bit, rocking in the chair upon two hands well placed betwix thigh and wood. "I did not linger long, but I do believe the lady guest will be walking funny in the morn and with a goosey grin upon her little pert mouth." Perhaps she should have stayed, watched and enjoyed the view?

 

[CFMB_fan]

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Bartholomew listened to Luna as she described that both the Driver and their Good Lady' had new playthings. He wasn't sure whether he detected a hint of jealousy in her voice.

"Well, lucky them. The good Lady will tire of the boy soon enough and and discard him with the others. The Driver, well lucky him.... But from what I gathered from talking to her, she has never been with a guy, so he will surely be disappointed!"

"Anyway of t get some milk.... Are you sure you don't want a hot chocolate?"

 

[Sweetp4u]

Luna

Her troubled eyes shift to her Father, "The Lady has a new play thing?" And she missed seeing such a specimen?! Chores were always getting in the way of exploring, of enjoyment and doing things she liked to do.. But it was that very reason her mother had shipped her back here to Bartholomew, because Luna did as she pleased, whenever she pleased.. This caused a stir at her mother's home, a mother she was never allowed to call mother nor speak of.

"Don't suppose one can wander about in this keep dressed in so little and not risk ailment. I will go and fetch your cream, Father." She had to move, sitting still would lend her mind to wander and if that happened, she may do something improper or out right awful without thinking, and then her father may very well send her off to some other place as well. She liked it here, it was easy work and near every man coming through had to touch her ass.

She stood up quietly, settling her sleeping gown down about her thighs and gave her father a little curtsy before dashing off through his door and into the hall. It was only three doors down and through a double door that lead into the barely lit kitchen that she grabbed the cream pot from the windowed ledge where it seemed to keep quite cold most of the year. A shiver raced up her skirts and across her back, giving her a full body quake and self huddled cuddle before she hurried back into her father's room and shut the door.

"C-cream.." Stammered softly, her body covered in goose flesh. "It is quite cold out there this night." Slipping closer to his fire place and him, her hand held out the cream pot to him.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Nicolae Moldovan

"M-My Lady," He stammered, "Y-You aren't decent...I will look away if you wish to put nightdress on for bed."

Nicolae knelt there hands covering his eyes as Lady Dragoi instead of dressing herself addressed Kiraz. When she was finished he sensed her step up to him.

"Uncover your eyes, mine." She said with husky laugh at the sight he made.

He heard the sound of clothing rustling and hoped she had put something more modest on. He still didn't look though.

"Look at me." She commanded with a glint of sharp steel to her tone, "There is no shame in looking. No sin in loving.." Her tone had changed she sharp steel being sheathed leaving only the sweet honey pulling him to follow the orders it conveyed. "Look at me, mine."

He squirmed in place protesting, "But you aren't dressed. I don't know...Papa always told me I shouldn't look at women when they're not dressed properly."

"You will sleep here with me each night, you will bathe with me when I tell you to." She told him her warm fingers curling over his hands, "You will warm my bed, or warm my feet. At times you may warm my floor, or entertain a woman of my choosing, but in my bed, in my room, in my house.. and I will be watching you the entire time, mine."

Nicolae cracked open his eyes to see Lady Alina had knelt down onto the floor before him, and wasn't wearing a stitch of clothing anymore. At the sight his blush returned in full force and he quickly shut his eyes tight, "Oh, My Lady?"

She pulled one of his hands plying his fingers open and setting it palm up in her own hand. "Look at me, really look, mine." She stated and lifted his hand up and placed it over her barebreast.

Nicolae flinched at the feel of her skin against his own.

"Where you are hard, I am soft, wet," She said keeping his hand firmly pressed over her breast, "You will learn what pleases me and what displeases, and if you please me..."

She left off peering into his eyes...eyes that Nicolae felt he was losing himself within, "I will allow you to feel the greatest of pleasures in return."

Her other hand reached out slipping beneath the hem of his nightshirt to curl fingers around his manhood embarrassingly stiff and erect at the sight of her, the closeness of her, the smell of her, the sound of her voice, her mere existence in the world. All of it, stood out proclaiming him to be a sinful lecher where she was concerned to her.

"M-My Lady," He stammered in a low whisper suddenly becoming a pleasure-soaked moan, "Ohhhhh..."

That hand curled up around his manhood began to move down his shaft, fingers opening to lift and cradle his hanging walnuts then back up to the crown. It was the most intimate contact he could ever remember having with anyone else. Not even Mama when Nicolae had been a little babe had touched him so. With his mind currently distracted by her actions his fingers over her breast began to squeeze and cradle the weight of it out of reflex-odd he would not have thought of doing that. Perhaps it was some inborn instinct all men knew without thinking upon it.

"With touch, with mouth and with body." She continued the sound of her voice like warm bedsheets on a cold winter morning making him never wanting to leave it.

"Ohhhh..." He moaned out as her thumb caressed back and forth over a spot on the head that made his eyes shut and head tip back from the pleasure dragging him higher and closer-to what-he didn't know. Nicolae had never had any experience close to this. This had to be a sin, but if it was he never wanted it to stop, his eternal soul be damned. He rocked his hips for more contact, just more of what-he couldn't say, but more...he needed more to-what-he didn't know. "...Oh, don't stop, please, My lady."

Then just when he was about to achieve something he had never known she pulled away from him. She knelt on the floor before him a short distance away allowing his newly damnably lecherous eyes to survey her supple curvy body. "Can you please me, mine? Will you? Or do I need to find me another man?"

"Oh yes," He said reaching with both hands to take hold of her breasts like before, "I do want to please you, My Lady. I want..." He looked up to her eyes and blushed once more as his hands nervously made contact with her breasts once again. What did he want? He didn't know. He was operating solely upon those inborn instincts that told him little or nothing, but one thing was indeed certain. "....I want you."

 

[Sweetp4u]

Lady Alina

"Do you?" She crept in close, near nose to nose and stared him down. "Do you truly want me? Can you say you are worthy of me? That you can please me as no other has done before?" Hand would slip down, wrapping about his cock once more. "Do you swear fealty to me? Will do you as I bid of you, without hesitation, without question or arguments, mine?" Head would tilt, those eyes boring into his soul, seeking the guts of him and judging his worth.

Her grip would slip down, fingers curling to cup his tightening sack. "Strive to perfect yourself? To educate yourself? Can you leave you god, your father out of this? Can you give yourself to me?" Her voice grew louder, more and more harsh, husky. "Show me you are willing, a step to being worth my time.. Do not allow yourself to release until I have counted to sixty. If you can abstain from release, I will allow you to remain in my chambers, by my side and permit to knowledge of life, and pleasure. but if you do not keep control and you spend your self all over my hand before reaching the sum I spoke of.." A twisted smile lit her eyes, a challenge clear in tone and determination in her masterful caress.

"Just be grateful I do not use my mouth or that of the lingering Kiraz.." Lips brushed to his own and a faint purr of "one." counted out, lips quirk in clear determination.

"Do not leave just yet Kiraz... Come within, I want you to watch this." Voice rose enough to reach her servant, as said servant did not flee with given chance to rest early. "Two.." She slid closer, and this time the wine flavored tongue slid the seam of his lips as her hand slowly began to stroke the length of him once more.

 

[CFMB_fan]

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As Luna returned with the cream, Bartholomew could see the perky outline of her breasts under her night shirt top her nipples semi solid from the chill of the stone corridors.

"Thanks for the cream Luna, sure you don't want any?"

He poured the cream into a small saucepan implement and placed it on the edge of the fire, stirring it as he added the malted granules and the coca, stirring almost constantly. The pot was small and copper plated; allowing the cream to start heating quickly, the stirring preventing it from catching as the flavours leeched into the cream.

"So what duties are you on tomorrow Luna?" he inquired. Whilst Bartholomew was incharge of the day to day running of the Good lady's abode, he didn't manage his daughter directly, something that he was quite happy with.


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[scarlettnuit]

Nara was nervous at the proposition but she so enjoyed seeing he look of pleasure on his face. She carefully maneuvered herself over him so that her dewy lips now hugged his erection. She was so wet that she was able to glide over him with ease.

The heated hardness of him made her moan softly. She looked down at his face and brushed his hair away from his visage. Her fingers then moved down his neck and to his shoulders and then rested on his chest. She bit her bottom lip softly and began to roll her hips.

“I hope this feels as good for you as it does for me.” She sighed and then moaned softly as his hands manipulated her breasts and nipples. His ability to make her body feel so sinfully delicious amazed her.

 

[papillon24]

"Do not leave just yet Kiraz... Come within, I want you to watch this."

Her soft sultry voice had brought her out of her thoughts, Kiraz had almost made her way completely into the darkness of the hallway. She turned slowly as site of her Lady with her new pet caught her eye. The sight of them was intoxicating as a heat rose within her. It was something she had not felt for a long time and certainly not since becoming a member of the Dragoi Household.

Slowly, keeping her eyes attentive to the pair she made her way back in from the darkness of the hallways. She took slow gentle steps that caused her hips to sway gently accenting the sway of her airy skirt as she came closer and closer to the pair till she was still an arms length away.

The sight before her was beautiful. Lady Alina seems as if she were glowing with the firelight at her back. The silhouette of her shapely body was as stunning, or even more, as painting that had been gifted to the castle from around the world. The boy looked stunned, shocked even, at the attention she was giving him. Every sensation was new to him and it showed on his face and with every expression her made

"Whatever My Lady wishes." Kiraz could feel the heat once again rising within her, not in her cheeks per say, but from a deeper part of her. A desire to be touched, wanted and needed rose from her core and spread quickly in a single moment to her most private of areas. The thought of even having such thoughts brought an embarrassed light blushing to her cheeks

 

[Dirtydave1974]

Nara glided to and fro over his penis. Lubricating it with her juices. Each roll of her hips sent tingles of pleasure up and down his thickness. Each roll of her hips elicited a moan from his lips. Each roll of her hips melted away at his discipline and the tight control he held over his emotions.

His mistress had taught him to master his passions. To curb them with sweet words and seductive body language. To arouse Lady Allina's guest slowly, building anticipation and escalating their pleasure.

But Nara's undulating hips eroded away at that control. Releasing something primal, neglected and hungry.

The Driver grabbed her waist and threw her off him and onto the bed. Like a savage he rolled on top of her, his lips attaching themselves to the nape of her neck. He sucked and kissed her whilst he positioned himself between her legs. The head of his cock slipped up and down her wetness, jostling for position over her entrance. He leaned up and stared down at her with ardent, burning eyes. Then he thrust his hips taking her virginity.

He moaned as he felt her wrap around him. The Driver placed her feet on his chest so that he knees were tucked over her boobs, and her hips were tilting up into the air. Possessed with torrid passion he thrust into her in slow rough movement, doing his best to bury his dick as deep into her as he could.

 

[scarlettnuit]

She gasped as she was suddenly thrown from him. For a moment she feared she had done something wrong, but her fears were quelled as she looked up into the beautiful and hungry eyes of the man that now hovered over her.

She started to get nervous, anticipating what was to come. She had been told very little about the act, only that it was no fun for women and that it was painful. However, as his mouth possessed her own, she temporarily forgot about these stories. When he entered her she let out a little yip into his mouth. While it was uncomfortable for a moment, it was followed by the undeniable pleasure of being filled with him.

She moaned long and low in her throat. All of her senses were going mad. Her skin was sensitive and her nipples so hard that every brush of his chest brought on a new pleasure. He repositioned her and she looked up at him with surprise. He then entered her slow and rough, and to her surprise, she enjoyed every stroke of it.

“Oh Master…” she moaned as she arched her hips to meet him as best she could. She whimpered softly but her bottom lip as he continued to stoke the fire deep within her.

 

[Dirtydave1974]

The Driver grabbed each of Nara's arms and pinned them to the bed. He leaned forward into her, pushing her legs tighter across her chest. With savage and animalistic thrusts he slid his rod in and out of her wet lips. His balls slapped against her arse as he rode her hard. Releasing his pent up frustration, fulfilling his desires to claim this woman, to dominate her, to bind her to him and his will.

Sweat formed about his chest and forehead as he bucked and fucked into her. With each thrust the heat and pleasure was building. The pace was exhausting him his lust rode him relentlessly on as much as he rode her.

After a time he pulled out and turned her over onto her stomach. He grabbed her hips and pulled her up to his crotch entering her again.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Nicolae Moldovan

"Oh yes," He said reaching with both hands to take hold of her breasts like before, "I do want to please you, My Lady. I want..." He looked up to her eyes and blushed once more as his hands nervously made contact with her breasts once again. What did he want? He didn't know. He was operating solely upon those inborn instincts that told him little or nothing, but one thing was indeed certain. "....I want you."

"Do you," She asked moving in mere inches away from his face. She smelled so good and the feel of her breasts in his hands were like warm pillows. They made Nicolae want to...

"Do you truly want me," She continued, "Can you say you are worthy of me? That you can please me as no other has done before?"

"I-I don't know," Nicolae replied, "I have never done anything like this before. I don't know what I'm doing, my lady. But I would like to try and be the man to please you."

"Do you swear fealty to me," She asked lowering her hand and wrapping her fingers around his manhood, "Will you do as I bid of you, without hesitation, without question or arguments, mine?" He her head tilted as the warmth of her hand soaked through his hard member and it felt soooo good. Her eyes bore into his.

He could feel her weighing him, measuring his mettle. He swallowed trying to prove himself to her. "I-I will, yes."

"Strive to perfect yourself? To educate yourself?" Her hand slipped down the length of him and reached below to nestle his hanging walnuts.

"I-I will," He declared nudging his hips forward for more from her. What he was not sure, but he wanted more of whatever Lady Alina intended to do to him with her hands cupping his acorns like this.

"Can you leave your god, your father out of this? Can you give yourself to me?" She said the tone of her voice growing more harsh and scarier.

Leave God? Leave Papa? He was uncertain what precisely she meant by any of that but with her so close to him, the sweet sinful smell of her filling his nostrils and most of all the feel of her hand upon him made him nod his head without reservation in agreement to her demands.

"Show me you are willing, a step to being worth my time.." Her figers returned to his length but now near the base, "Do not allow yourself to release until I have counted to sixty. If you can abstain from release, I will allow you to remain in my chambers, by my side and permit to knowledge of life, and pleasure. but if you do not keep control and you spend your self all over my hand before reaching the sum I spoke of.."

Abstain from release? Spend himself all over her hand? Nicolae didn't know what exactly she was talking about?

"Just be grateful I do not use my mouth or that of the lingering Kiraz.."She murmured against his lips as her hand moved stroking up the length of the solid beam of his cock, and Nicolae's eyes threatened to roll back inside his head at how glorious it felt.

"One." Her hand reached the plum-shaped crown of his cock and then stroked back down the length of him only to start back up again and Nicolae's eyes did roll back up in their sockets. It was heaven. He didn't know anyone could feel this good from just having a woman like Lady Dragoi stroke her hand over their manhood like this.

She had called out to Kiraz, which much to Nicolae's embarrassment he had completely forgotten was still there. The young woman moved in close to watch as Lady Alina stroked that wonderful amazing hand back up to the head of his rod. "Two."

Then she pressed her wine-coated lips against his was that this was a moment he never wanted to progress to the next. He wanted that single heartbeat to last forever. His first kiss, with a woman other than his sisters or Mama. If those were kisses this needed a completely different word to call it. He'd be tempted to call it heaven, pure heaven.

"Three."

The word set shivers through his body, and he set himself to meet her challenge, though Nicolae didn't exactly know what that challenge entailed, but he wanted desperately to please Lady Alina, and he wanted this pleasure to never end.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Lady Alina

Those dark eyes glowed brightly, their golden honey hue as candle light reflect and danced about them, illuminating their decadent thought. His hips tried to remain still, and yet as she plucked her tune upon him, he succumbed little by little to her will.. and thrust, just a bit. A wet hiss escaped between secretive smiling lips as visions of him buried within her, within Kiraz danced through her mind with a clarity that made her passage spasm, wet and throb all at once.

"Three.." she counted, free hand lifting without aim to grasp Kiraz by free hand and pull the girl down to her side. "watch him, watch how I touch him and witness his desire to please me as he responds as he should." Those eyes spun from Nicolae to rest upon Kiraz's partially shadowed sweet, stunned face. And another count came, and with it the knowledge that her own sex was slick with desire already. That faint blush kissed skin gave her such dirty little thoughts, eyes devouring and lowering over supple form before her.

Feather soft touch, worked slow as to not overly arouse him and drive him over the edge, and from her suite, continued to slide from head to base. As he was untried and so thoroughly lost to her will and use, he would not last long if she did not keep him from his pleasures, and so she would apply pressure at the base, keeping his seed trapped before sliding the length once more. Hungering eyes beckoned Kiraz closer, her lips twitching with warm welcome, would lean in yet closer to the girl and murmur near ear and cheek, "Your prince was a stallion in bed, and he too craved you so, yet it is not allowed.." It was perhaps a bit cruel to continue to tell Kiraz in vague ways just whom her Prince was and why he could not fulfill his desires to keep Kiraz in his harem. And the count continued, pausing only to add instruction as pleasure rippled her spine and tormented her own heat.

"Learn from me." Ordered, hand taken by wrist was lead to join the left, firmly circling the girth of flesh standing proud between her new pet's thighs. "Gentle, coax his body to respond to your touch, milk his cock." Fingers twined and turned that dainty caramel palm to wrap about Nicolae's cock while her own grip remained about the thick base, preventing him from spilling himself. Silken words were whispered between the three of them, the atmosphere was almost euphoric, heady and thick with their moist labored breathing. Softly whispered, as if an automon response, she counted further still.

The swollen purple tip glistened as yet another clear drop welled atop, turning into a thick dollop and began to slide down, meeting the tender flesh of Kiraz's wrapped fist. "Use it." Would nod with her head to indicate the fluid. "Taste it." Was dared with a wry smile and penetrating stare, her own thumb would swipe a bit from one side and brush up and over the head, flicking that thumb to lips to suckle with a sigh of pleasure. Finger tips touched Kiraz' satin cheek, chin and turning those brown eyes from cock to her own, she moved closer with him painted upon her lips, to kiss Kiraz.

A whisper of numbers separated their mouths just before well trained tongue traveled the soft seam of Turkish lips. From delicate corner to corner and back once more before pressing fully to. Sly in her maneuvers, she nibbled the fullness of the girl's pucker and withdrew before Kiraz would have much of a chance to respond. "DO you feel that?" Turning her dewy lips to ear, "That silken, thick penis is meant for us. To fill us and rub all those little parts of us, deep within us that will make you quake and tremble as if the earth were shaking. And if he is a good, strong, loving pet, he will give until you explode from the inside.. Go screaming over that precipice and crash into the very heavens them self!" her grin was wide, wicked and pearly white in the looming darkness. The hour was late, and still, she counted.

"It is why I am testing my pet. It is why he will be learning in the weeks to come just how to please women, how to please me." Those eyes swung back to Nicolae, knees shifting to leave Kiraz' side and slip closer to him. "Sixty.." The last number as she released her grip from his straining cock and let Kiraz have the reigns. Half pleased with him, despite her part in prevention, she kissed him deeply. Thumb pushing his chin so that he would open his mouth. "Do not shove your tongue down my throat now.." She warned before the tip snaked into his mouth and flickered at the very tip of his, again retreating before he could dive in deeper. Her hands moving to his, pulling him from her breasts and unplucked nipples.

"How to touch, how to kiss and where to kiss." His eyes were light, his tan dark and his mouth inviting , "Where to lick, suck and best of all.. how to make glorious love to me.." If she were not so stingy with her property, perhaps she would do better to let them learn else where.. It dampened the mood a little within her, but all was not lost..

Eyes ventured from one virgin to the other, and then back yet again. Her mind working over options, not too thrilled with a fumbling virgin on her hand, either of them. He was warming up a bit, but he was warming far too quickly.. And Kiraz, she was not warming fast enough. Slowly a smile spread across her face, eyes closing slowly, peeling open only when she refocused onto Kiraz, "I have a thought.. an idea.. On how to teach you both what pleases me, at the same time.." He learned on Kiraz, and the girl would learn on them both, and she would get two very worked up lovers who's virginity would be dealt with and out of the way by the time they were ready to be of use to her!

It was brilliant.

"I am.. genius.." A giggle followed, turning into a chuckle and ended up sounding something akin to a very wicked rumble. "It is late.. Let go of his cock." She shooed her girl's hands from Nicolae's form, "Kiraz, you will report here after you've finished your morning chores, where you and Nicolae will bath from the day's labors." She stood then and moved to her bed, already turned down for the night. "Then I will give lessons to both you and Nicolae on the aspects of love. Training in pleasure, if you will.." her brows knit as she tried to plot out just where exactly she would start with it?

"Come, mine. You will sleep here," A finger pointed to a pallet on the floor near her side of her ornate, and overly large bed. Pillows were strewn about and the furs thick and warm, but it were not a bed nor her bed. "If you are deserving, you will later sleep with me."

 

[scarlettnuit]

His movements scared and excited her at the same time. She cried out in surprise as he suddenly flipped her over. She wasn’t sure what it was for until he entered her again. She was amazed at how different this position felt from being on her back.

She grabbed a pillow to her chest and held onto it for dear life. He was riding so hard and fast into her, she was afraid she might be pushed off the bed if she didn’t hold onto something. She had heard that men were quick and mindless at this task, however, this Driver, he seemed to have never ending stamina.

She gasped as she felt herself rising again and started to pant. “Oh God, oh God!” she cried out and then buried her face into the pillow and cried out as she came hard, her inner walls massaging him, begging to be splashed with his cum.

She felt her release throughout her entire body, her very veins, from her chest to her feet throbbed in delicious pleasure.