La Belle et la Bête - (see OOC thread)

[Veroe]

IC: Nicolae Moldovan

"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.

Her hand was steady, gentle, slow, and relentless-a golden angel taking him to heaven. His body was gaining a mind of its own. His hips thrust trying to push his manhood back and forth harder and faster than the motion of Lady Alina's hand allowed. Why...he wasn't entirely certain, but instinctually he knew he wanted her to stroke him hard and fast for more pleasure...more...more...just more.

Motion as Lady Alina pulled Kiraz closer. It startled Nicolae. Lady Dragoi occupied so much of his attention right now had somehow forgotten she was there.

"watch him," She told her softly, "watch how I touch him and witness his desire to please me as he responds as he should."

Lady Alina's hand softly stroked up the length of his cock in a cork-screw manner that spoke of a vast experience even as she leaned over to whisper into Kiraz's ear. What, he couldn't hear, nor did he at the moment care much over what she was saying as lost in the sensations of her hand rubbing up and down his manhood as he was. It was so good. So good. His head tilted back and he moaned aloud in rapture.

Then he jumped when another hand joined Lady Alina's. His eyes opened and looked down to that she had pulled Kiraz's hand to touch his cock as well. He looked into her eyes, and saw the same timid curiosity of someone experiencing such a thing for the first time he felt in them.

He should do something with his arms, his hands wanted to reach out for Kiraz, hold her as they explored this first moment together as kindred spirits. Yet they stayed hanging loosely at his sides, too afraid to move them for fear that if he did the moment would suddenly stop.

"Learn from me." He heard Lady Dragoi tell Kiraz, "Gentle, coax his body to respond to your touch, milk his cock."

He felt her inexperienced hand stroke up and down over his length and he moaned out and again with Lady Alina's whispered words suggesting more and greater pleasures to come with each number he somehow seemed to last beyond.

Some sort of clear liquid began to well up out of the slit he normally peed from, and mortified he tried to apologize to them both when it rolled over the head and got onto their roaming hands, but stopped when Alina said to Kiraz with a nod to the clear droplet rolling over her hand, "Use it. Taste it."

So this liquid was something good or normal? He wasn't just committing a grievous error? That was a huge relief.

Then he watched Kiraz lift a finger with the clear liquid and do as Lady Alina bade her. Nicolae saw her tongue reach out and sweep it up and he moaned out not knowing exactly why the sight of that was so arousing but feeling it nonetheless. Then Lady Alina did the same and Nicolae moaned out again at the even more arousing sight.

Then Nicolae saw her lean in and kiss Kiraz, and his jaw dropped. It had never occurred to him that a woman would do that or even more with another woman. The sight of it pushed him dangerously close to eruption, but fortunately Lady Alina pulled away then and he was able to edge back even though he was completely ignorant of just what that eruption was.

"DO you feel that?" He heard Lady Alina whisper to Kiraz as her hand stroked with each progressive number in her count, "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!"

Nicolae jaw dropped again being educated by Lady Alina's words as much as Kiraz was. His manhood...just for her...something about that spoke to Nicolae. He wanted to be just for Lady Alina, and anyone she chose to give himself to from this moment forth.

"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," She continued, "How to please me."

At those words he was getting close. He didn't think he was going to be able to hold off whatever his body was going to do at the ministrations of their hands over his straining cock.

And then came the number he thought he'd never last long enough to hear.

"Sixty.." She announced releasing his member however Kiraz continued stroking even as Lady Alina leaned in for a kiss, "Do not shove your tongue down my throat now.." She forced his mouth open pushing her tongue inside.

He hadn't ever kissed a woman with their tongue in his mouth before, but she seemed to want to coax his own tongue to respond, and tentatively he did just that. His tongue tangled and tried its best to keep up with hers as she showed him how this wonderful form of kissing was done.

Then she pulled away again saying, "How to touch, how to kiss and where to kiss."

"I have a thought.. an idea.." She told them after looking between her two young pupils, "On how to teach you both what pleases me, at the same time.."

"Lady Alina, What is it," He asked her.

"I am.. genius.." She chuckled before saying to Kiraz, "It is late.. Let go of his cock."

She then pushed her hand away from his cock leaving it hard and throbbing and so close to whatever eruption he felt was about to happen down there. The loss of stimulation felt like a pain so terrible. It was almost unbearable.

"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.."

Nicolae looked up at her in shock. "But what about-" He glanced down to the hard and throbbing rod hanging in the air between his thighs.

"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."

"On the floor?" He said looking at the pallet and then to her bed. Finally he returned to her. Swallowing down his shameful outburst of pride. He nodded. "If you wish it Milady."

He came over to the pallet and lay down on it not unlike a dog. His cock still hurt and throbbed and he stopped his hand from reaching for it many times but over time it fortunately returned back to normal. He didn't get much sleep that night. The smell of her in the air, and the sight of her slumbering in her bed kept him awake for most of the night until morning.

He would please her. He wanted to anyway, and pleasing Lady Dragoi was the greatest thing he could aspire to do.

 

[Dirtydave1974]

Her body felt soft, warm, and comfortable. It would have been easy to lie like this, and fall asleep entwined in her arms until the surrounding water grew cold. It had been a long day, and sexual release twice in one evening did not come without cost.

"I suppose you think me a low woman for allowing you to…you know, so soon. It was something I hadn’t even conceived…there was…it something about you, I can’t comprehend it.”

"To the contrary, I am delighted that you are embracing your sexuality, my pet. You have given me much pleasure this night.
It is unfortunate that you Have been deluded by harridans with nothing but dust and cobwebs between their legs. Jealous of your youth, your beauty and the effect you have on men. With more training you will learn to embrace and surrender to these urges. To use them to your advantage. Your training will begin in earnest tomorrow."

The leather strap with the bells was within arms reach. The bells tingled when he handed them to her.
"Wear these around your ankle. This will tell the others that you are owned. That you are my pet."

He lifted her chin and kissed her.

"For now, let us return to the Rose room. It has been a long day."

 

[scarlettnuit]

She wasn’t sure how to react to his acceptance of her low behavior. While she wanted to accept it, the shackles of her upbringing cast a shadow across her nerves that she did her best to hide from the man that she now called master. She listened to him speak, his deep voice rumbling in the chest that she now laid her head upon. She wished she could believe him freely, but she could not help but think that she had given herself away too easily. Was it a lack of love in her younger life, or perhaps it was her eagerness to be accepted. Either way, she wondered if she had done something wrong, something indeed, felt wrong, but her joy in his company could not be denied.

She pondered about this briefly he we soon brought a leather anklet to her attention. She allowed him to set it back down beside the tub only to be greeted with a kiss. She allowed herself to accept if fully, as if her world were filled with him, which, for the moment, was quite true.

She then removed herself from the tub and waited for him to exit. She then dried him and then herself, wrapping a towel around his waist and then one around her body. She then moved and strapped the leather anklet around her ankle. There was something sensual about it that made her feel slightly more confident.

When he was ready she walked with him back to the Rose Room. Since their passions had only slightly mussed the bed dressings, she now pulled back the covers for him to enter before going to her own side.

“I hope you will be sleeping here.” She added softly, having thought it his natural place until now. She knew little of the world of men and their preferences, though she hoped to learn his.

 

[Dirtydave1974]

He led the way to their room. The castle was silent except for the soft, and pleasant tingle that chimed every time Nara took a step.

The fire was burning low bathing the Rose room in a combination of soft oranges and shadows. The room still retained the heat, and they were quick to shut the door before it escaped further.
She pulled back the covers until the bed lay invitingly before them.

“I hope you will be sleeping here.” She added softly

"My place is in my ow quarters outside, but for tonight my mistress has given me permission to stay here, with you."

One by one each of his garments fell to the ground until he was naked again. He placed them in a neat pile next to the bed with his boots. The bed felt comfortable and warm. When she joined him he positioned himself behind her. His crotch pressed against her buttocks, his hand clasped around her breast. Her nipple positioned between his fingers.

He smoothed her hair down so it wasn't in his face and rested his head against the pillow.

"Sleep well, pet."

 

[scarlettnuit]

Nara woke up feeling better rested than she had in the entirety of her life. It took her a moment to remember where she was for a moment as well as the fact that last night had not been some kind of naughty dream. She rolled over to find the other side of the bed empty, though the smell of him still clung to the pillows. She pulled one of them to her and hugged it to her body, breathing in the scent deeply.

It was early morning, as best she could tell and the sheets were warm enough that she thought he had not long departed. She rolled over onto her back and sighed softly. She felt a little sore in her nether regions but nothing that wouldn’t pass easily.

She sat up, her auburn locks falling around her shoulders and over her breasts. The realization came to her as if a slap to the face. The question ‘What now?’ came to her and her stomach churned slightly. She surely could not rely upon the kindness of the mistress to support her, especially given how easily she had given herself to the driver. She was sure she would be considered of low repute, a thought that made her chew the inside of her cheek.

She stepped out of bed and walked to the bowl and pitcher that was placed near the window and washed her face. She felt as if she had been told something last night about what she was to do, her place…but she could not fully recall it.

 

[Dirtydave1974]

The Driver woke a little later than normal. The sun was already streaming into the rose room, lighting up with dust particles that danced in the air. His morning glory was pressed against Nara's buttocks. He gave her a gentle shake, but she was deep in the thoes of sleeps. I shame, he would have to give her instructions later.

He climbed out of bed and dressed. Then made his way quickly outside and to the stables. In his absence the horses had become restless, and the boy had failed to clean out the stables. The Driver retrieved a shovel and cleaned the stables. He then groomed, and fed the horses. One had thrown a shoe the day before and he spent some time replacing it.

The carriage needed cleaning, too. His lady was prone to spill wine on the seat covers. It took time to clean that out and sweep any dust from the floor of the carriage out. As the morning wore on the sun came out. It was going to be a warm day. Muggy because of the previous evening's rain. But hot.

His lady wouldn't be awake for a few hours so he removed his shirt and continued cleaning the carriage.

 

[scarlettnuit]

Nara put on the simple cotton dress that was left for her. She managed to get her corset tied on her own and then slipped on the hard wearing emerald green dress that accented her features. She tied her hair back with a bit of leather and then walked towards the kitchen.

There she saw the man who had so abused her before; Bartholomew. She had remembered something the driver said about her working in the house and so she had come here. She steeled her reactions against the man, her confidence coming from the fact that the Driver had promised her protection from this man.

“Good morning Sir.” She said as she walked towards the counter. She had never done any kind of domestic work before and so she was slightly embarrassed. “I was told that I would have work to do…within the estate. If you would be so kind as to direct me to my tasks, I will venture to complete them.” She offered, keeping her distance.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Luna

The gleam of her grin was about the only thing possibly spotted as she lingered just between pantry and backdoor, watching. The red head was so very lovely, so genuinely innocent in her pose, those eyes. So much to see and do, explore. eyes would rake over the red head, caught between envy, lust and hatred. Pushing from the wall, she took bucket and mop in hand and approached the red head,

"A maid's work is never done.." Flashed another smile as she would pass and rub against the red head in passing. Circling about their newest arrival, brushing breasts to the woman's smooth back and riotous locks. "You smell..." Nose did then burrow into her hair and inhale deeply, "like candy.." a wicked little giggle followed as she continued on her path from kitchens to door, eyes on the stables.

"I won't be long, Father. I am going to go see if there is anything in need in the stables for man, or beast.." She did not wait for permission nor instruction, rarely would she regardless of whom was in charge. Instead she made her way out into the man's domain of the castle, nose wrinkling with the scent of horse manure and grass mixture in the stalls. Apparently the stable boy was sleeping in?

Sky blue eyes ventured between tack and harness, boards and hay piles, moving on stealthy foot. a faint sound of something metal clinking together caught her attention, to which was her obvious destination. Widening her smile, she followed the sound to a door way and open yard, watching the driver as his hands made quick work of shoeing one of the castle's horses. bumping a shoulder to the door frame, she leaned quietly and admired the view, waiting without any hurry to move along.

 

[CFMB_fan]

Barthlomew

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He was sitting at a table, sipping a coffee having stirred the fire in the kitchen up after being allowed to rest during the night. On which he had placed several pots of water for heating, and a smaller kettle for the staff to help themselves as they awoke and ventured into the kitchen, the meeting place for the majority of the staff.

On the table was the bread from yesterday, one of the kitchen hands was busy making fresh bread in the corner, the baking oven already approaching temperature. In front of him he had a chunk of bread, and was simply eating it either on its own or occasionally with a dollop of butter.

He saw Luna approach and disappear, shouting down after her

"Morning Luna, When you are done please come and find me?"

It wasn't long before the new girl approached, the one whom he had been a bit over zealous with the previous afternoon, but that incident was forgotten.

“I was told that I would have work to do…within the estate. If you would be so kind as to direct me to my tasks, I will venture to complete them.”

Bartholomew stood and walked over to the pot of coffee.

"Good morning and would you like a coffee? Some bread perhaps?"

"The good lady has yet to speak to me about your stay, so I will take you word or it" meeting her eyes.

"My daughter will be here shortly and she can take you to the House keeper, where you can start at least initially on simple house keeping duties until your future is decided or confirmed. Please take a seat...."



He smiled in his friendly non-threatening manner, acting as if nothing untoward had happened, no anger, no frustration.

 

[Dirtydave1974]

The horses were making a racket. Something had agitated them. Several were whinnying loudly and more the one seemed reading to leap out of their stalls.

It didn't take the Driver long to discover why, or find the mare that was in heat. He'd have to separate her from the others. Out of sight, out of smell, out of mind. That should calm the males down.

She'd thrown her shoe though. First, that needed fixing. He should have noticed this when he attended to the others earlier. He was too preoccupied by the memories of the previous evening. It was a shame. He had much to do before his mistress woke.

The mare was frisky and restless and it took all his best efforts to hold her down, to secure her using his rope and get her to submit to him. She made to bite him, but he knew horses too well and slipped out of the way.

Once she was tied down he had more success with her shoes.

When he finished he stepped away and wiped the sweat from his brown hair and newly shaved, square chin. It felt strange to be shaved. The skin around his mouth felt smooth and tender. Like his face belonged to someone else, someone good.

It was then that he felt eyes on him.

"Luna?" He raised his eyebrows to see the butler’s daughter in his stables. Well not in exactly. The waif was poised at the entrance, leaning against the doorframe. Her mischievous, sky blue eyes met his brown ones. Her white teeth flashed a devilish smile. One hand held a bucket, whilst the other rested lightly on her body.

The Driver eyes squinted, but remained locked on hers. What was she up to?

Suddenly the mare thrashed forward toward the colts. The Driver turned and grabbed hold of the rope again. He was nearly pulled off his feet, but after a few moments he managed to calm her.

"Did Bartholomew want something?" He didn't turn around. The horse might kick him off at any moment. "I have to move the mare into the back paddock."

He untied the rope and led the horse towards the back, away from Luna and the males.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Luna

When eyes weren't distracted by his chest or his backside, she managed to find his face, with a bit of a look of shock there in. Since when did he shave his face? While he appeared younger, he was acting much older than his years or so her mind told her. Still, he was a very handsome man but she knew it to be rude to openly stare at another. She wanted to ask him just what had happened to put her Lady off of him and hunting a new play mate? Rumors were every where in this castle, one couldn't piss behind a tree and it not be told to the masses. Quite irritating that.

"Some beasts do not enjoy being restrained." An remark which normally would be laced with intent and perversion, but her eyes had fallen to a struggling wild flower trying to grow against the barn. "Poor thing.." Whispered to herself, her hand near reaching for it, scanning for a shovel to dig with, before she managed to stop herself.

NO! No no no! Hands must remain clean! A darkness came to her eyes with the memory and as much as she wanted to rescue the poor flower, she knew better than to try and milk a cow with dirty hands. There were many things one did not do with dirty hands, milking man or beast was one of them. The scene from the night before, what little she had saw of them, flashed before her eyes. A warming effect, a curious nature sparked to renewed light and all the possibilities of what went on after she had left them danced naughtily through her mind.

The agitated horse caught her attention back from past memory, as did his question, "Did Bartholomew want something?" Now why would he think her father wanted something? ... OH! .. Sighing heavily, she opened her mouth to ask if they had need of cleaning, mending or laundering when he just went sauntering off with the horse in tow. Now that was just impolite! Narrowed eyes fixed upon his broad back and the urge to kick him rose swiftly.

"Morning meal..." She started to speak, realizing he most likely was too far to even hear her by the time she spoke up. That man was always in a rush some where, he needed to slow down! Brows knit in irritation, pondering if she had done something offensive to the man or perhaps smelled so? With a shake of her head, she went the opposite way and further into the barn to find the milk cow.

"Ole!?" Hissed out for the stable hand, "Where are you hiding you lazy troll!?" Though he were only a year or less younger than she, he was always filthy, lazy and off whoring whenever the chance came his way. Did not matter the maid nor the hole, as long as he got his wee prick into it. No doubt he was enjoying himself all night whilst she was tossing and turning in a lumpy cold room much too close to her father's. "You best get these stables mucked out before this stench reaches Lady Alina's attention.." grinding her teeth as she did her best not to breathe too deeply in there. Tucking her nose into her arm, she could smell the soap she used to wash herself with as well as the harsher soap used to clean her clothing, but it was not offensive. A puzzle that one.

She found Vaya right where she always were, eating in a semi clean stall. "Good morrow my large black beautiful bovine." Her hand moving to the cow's nose and brushing softly, "it's time to unburden ye.." Glancing about until she found stool to perch her little arse onto. Setting it and the bucket down, she moved to a bag of feed tied near the trough, opening it to give a few heaping scoops into the feeder to occupy the cow before cinching it shut and tying it back tight once more.

"Now don't be a sore sow and kick me.." She cursed the cow but she did so in a soft, mellow tone. Brushing her hands over the wide belly and settling down to the stool once the cow moved in to eat the offerings. It was a quiet task, a bit soothing to both her and Vaya. Hiking her skirts up so she could sit and not get them in the way of milk and muck, she pushed them up and behind her as best she could. The steady tune of milk hitting tin bucket lulled her into relaxing against Vaya, her eyes on the milk slowly gathering in the bucket. The sounds of it creating a steady rhythm, one of which sounded familiar enough to sing to and so, softly she did just that.

In Dublin's fair city
where the girls are so pretty
I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone
She wheeled her wheel barrow
through streets broad and narrow
Crying “Cockles and mussels alive, alive oh!

Alive alive oh
alive alive ohh
Crying cockles and mussels
alive alive ohhh..

Words halted as the bucket were filled with enough milk for the day's needs, the stables and yard having quieted down so much so that one could hear a bird calling in the forest beyond the high walls. A smile spread, rising to replace stool and one last pet of Vaya's hide before she hauled the milk back into the kitchens.

 

[papillon24]

Kiraz awoke at the break of day. Her mind groggy from the night of tossing and turning in her small bed to the side of the kitchen. The actions of the night filled her dreams, the long languid kiss from Lady Alina still made her lips tingle. She could almost feel the hardness of the boy in her hand and the intense stare he had given her as she stoked his manhood. A slight heat crept to her cheeks as well as between her legs as she tried to shake the ideas from her head.

She was already late for her chores, and the Lady would want her there to make up her room and help her dress as soon as she rose. As well as the other things they had discussed the night before. She was not sure what was in store for her but she had to be ready to serve in whatever way she needed.
With haste she washed in the basin of cold water and then dressed. The fabric was of the brightest blue and stood out along her olive skin. Silver embroidery trailed along the edge and the slim band that exposed the full part of her hip. Only a long panel in the front and the back concealed her modesty. A simple top of the same blue draped her torso loosely leaving a slight bit of her abdomen covered. Kiraz draped a scarf over her hair as she padded into the kitchen. She was used to the way she was dressed now. It was not functional at first, more for decoration as she flitted about the castle.

With bare feet she made her way to the kitchen. The new girl was there chatting with Bartholomew about chores. Kiraz already knew her place. She took up quickly in the pantry taking stock of what the larder held. She pulled out some root vegetables and rice as well as her special stock of coffee. She made her way back to the kitchen and laid it all out. A kitchen hand came out from a shadow taking over as she instructed the girl in how to prepare them for the evening meal.

Kiraz next laid out a plate full of warm baked goods that had come in from town, always delivered at sunrise to the castle. A pot of her strong coffee was made next and placed in a warmer, ready for anyone who wanted some during the day is she were not there to make it.

 

[CFMB_fan]

Bartholomew

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He stayed inthe kitchen for a while and when Kiraz appeared he smiled.

"Good morning Kiraz, hope you slept well? You have an assistant for the time being."

He looked at the new girl Nara.

"Nara, this is Kiraz. For the time being you might as well assist her in what you can. Please do eat some food....."

He watched Kiraz make more coffee, and when it was ready, he refilled his cup before he headed to his office.

 

[Dirtydave1974]

The Driver led the mare out of the stables. He was curious to see if Luna would follow him. The way she had been watching him left him wondering if she had actually come out to see him. But she didn't follow, so he must have been mistaken.

He was fond of Luna. She was attractive and quite mad. People didn't quite understand her, and in that way he felt that she was a kindred spirit. People hadn't understood him for a long time, until his lady taught him to hide that side of himself away.

The further they walked from the stables, the calmer the mare became. He opened the gate to the back paddock and led her in, before closing it again. She glared at him defiantly before turning and galloping away.

Maybe he should put Edward, his prize Colt in with her. A young foal would save them money in the years to come. The challenge was that he’d have to reduce the burden on the mare so she wouldn't be overtaxed during pregnancy. It was something to think on.

The Driver strode back to the stables with long confident footsteps. The sun was reaching higher in the sky and he could feel it burning against his tanned skin. He pitied the staff whose duties restricted them to the kitchens or manor.

Then, as if someone had cast a spell on him he froze in place.

In Dublin's fair city
where the girls are so pretty
I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone

One foot followed the other towards the Sirens call, toward the barn where the cattle were kept.

She wheeled her wheel barrow
through streets broad and narrow
Crying “Cockles and mussels alive, alive oh!


Every note caressed his ears leaving him hungry for the next. But although it was sweet it was more than just the voice that enticed the Driver. It was the song. He knew this song. But a different voice had sung it. One not quite so sweet but no less pleasing on the ears. But that belonged to another life, not here.

Alive alive oh
alive alive ohh
Crying cockles and mussels
alive alive ohhh..

The song finished and the silence that followed was like a shadow across his soul. Throwing the small candle light that was his old life back into darkness. Lost, the Driver stood on the grass and watched as the door opened and Luna staggered out with a pail full of milk. Without a word he watched her move toward the kitchen.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Luna

Of the three steps, she skipped the middle and it's crack, lest something wicked visit her doorstep. Carrying the milk within, she smiles at those gathered but said nothing, the milk going to rest upon the central large wood table.

"Blessed be." She hailed each as she passed, not only the red head but Kiraz and her bared belly, her father and the head lady of the kitchens, maids and some secret society of knitters. None had any idea what she said or meant, but she did get a smile for a smile. She was used to this, they were as well.. Well maybe not all. The red headed girl was new.. New candy..

A giggle followed Luna back out the door and to the stoop where a bucket of coal was waiting as were many pieces of chopped log. So it were, for a few minutes, she went back and forth between kitchen and stoop until all deliveries were within the kitchen confines.

The Cook was older, but lovely and her name was Helene. Content in her position and quiet, except there was always this sadness Luna saw in Helene's eyes. Helene was firm, unsmiling.. at least, now she was so. Perhaps it were some where in her story that lent her tenor here? Who really knew, as she would not speak of how she ended up a servant at Castle Dragoi. She stood center the large cooking stove, hair in a twisted rope bun and left pinky finger high upon the air.

Stirring as she gave her orders, "Red will see to the ground floor where I can keep an eye on you, mind your self and do not break anything. The antique are priceless and my Lady's temperament is as well." She fixed her gaze on the lovely new arrival before turning to the crazy blonde, "Luna, you will clean the bedrooms above, DO NOT interrupt Lady Alina or her servants, do not linger about nor make a ruckus.."

She paused in her stirring to fix her pale eyes upon Luna's seemingly innocent gape, "You just stay clear of Lady Alina's rooms.." A spoon pointed at Luna, shaking in threat as the cook meant what she said, and said what she meant. "Kiraz as usual will see to her lady, herself." She did not want to accuse or say anything untoward, but Luna had a bad habit of poking in where she was not welcomed to do so... It caused, troubles.. To be nice about it.

"Yes, Ma'am." A dip, deep down to the floor and a sly peering glance told her that Helene's attention was else where, perhaps her morning porridge? A side ways glance to the candy scented red head and a shy smile upon rising to her full mid-height stance once more. Moving to the bread, she sliced off two pieces and slathered some jam about the surface before grabbing a cup of the weird drink Kiraz always prepared. It was hot, not nearly so sweet as the chocolate her father had prepared for her, but it helped her keep up with all her tasks. She listened with half an ear as Helene assigned other girls different areas and wings of the massive castle, already bored with the day's tasks and wondering how to short cut it all and escape outside once more.

 

[Dirtydave1974]

A dark cloud followed the Driver for the rest of the morning. When Jerry, the stable boy, finally made himself presentable, the Driver boxed him around the ears for being late. He stormed from one end of the stable to the other silencing any protests with a withering stare.

She wheeled her wheel barrow
through streets broad and narrow
Crying “Cockles and mussels alive, alive oh!


Luna's voice, and the words to the song haunted him. Another man might have tried to reason why.But the Driver pushed the thought down, down down. Burying it deep like the many bodies he'd been required to dispose of. But the song would not be silenced.

It was becoming hot approaching mid day. Lady Allina would awaken soon. As was his habit the driver prepared to make himself presentable should the lady wish to leave the grounds. He made his way into the Tack room where Nicolai had been bathed the day before and shed his clothes. The water from the barrel was freezing cold, and the Driver gasped when he pulled his head out.

He poured some more water over the rest of his body and began to scrub himself clean.

Alive alive oh
alive alive ohh
Crying cockles and mussels
alive alive ohhh.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Lady Alina's Chambers

The early afternoon's light crept across the sky and, as per design sent a loving warm beam between heavy darkening drapes. A single shaft of warm light, revealing the little bits of fluff floating about within the air, a delicate profile, swell of breast and bared leg resting atop the downy comforter. A soft, long sigh escaped and with a bit of rustle, she rolled onto her back. A smile lifting, her dreams quite sweet and quite naughty. And as it's design was meant to, within a few moments of that golden beam resting upon her face, lids did finally lift and sleepy eyes did peek.

Her sigh this time was heavier, resigned to the fact that the dream was over and her day was just about to begin. With awareness came thoughts and needs, like the slightly pressing one to empty her bladder and feed her growling stomach. Yet, she merely rolled over and with heavy lidded eyes, peered through the darkness now penetrable by a single glowing shaft angling through her haven.

So he did not snore. A pleasant, welcome reprieve. Otherwise she would have to send him else where to sleep. Halls. Perhaps even the stables if it were too much of a disturbance to her rest and that would keep him from waking her properly each day. She knew he was within her room, but knew not if he were awake or still abed, nor rightly caring either way.

"Mine." She shift then, angling her face from the light yet letting it keep illuminating her form. "You should be here, beside me and welcoming me into the new day in a pleasing manner." A finger pointed to the wide bed beside her where he should be, would be in due time. Wetting her parched lips, she tried to convince her mind to tell her eyes to open a little further but really, all she truly desired was a cup of hot drink Kiraz brought her each morning and something delectable to chew upon whilst her new pet chewed upon her.

Now that, would be a truly wonderful morning indeed! Her smile spread, but her mind was shifting to annoyed once more as she did not feel Nicolae crawling upon her bed just yet. "MINE!?" Snapped irritably, "I am waiting." grumbled.

 

[papillon24]

The morning was passing quickly for Kiraz as she putted around the kitchen. She could hear the head cook shouting orders, and already knew her place in the house. This day was different though and soon things would change for her.

With haste Kiraz fixed a platter. She laid out a few warm sweet buns, slathered in fresh butter. She prepped a few apples and grapes and set them next to them, making sure the platter looked nice as she arranged all the food on it. She grabbed a small pot of honey for the sweet buns and set it in the middle of the platter.

Last of all she picked out a carafe from the shelf along with a few small mugs. The kitchen was starting to fill with the aroma of her specialty. Quickly she filled the carafe, making sure not to spill anything. With one last check she grabbed the platter, the cups and coffee and hurried though the servants corridors up to Lady Alina’s chambers.

She tapped on the door with a soft knock. She did not want to wake her if she was not already up on her own. There was no answer, but could hear soft whispers from the other side. With a heavy breath she pushed open the door, just enough to sneak in quietly. She could see her speaking to him as he moved about in his place on the floor.

Silently she made her way over to a small table and set the platter down.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Nicolae Moldovan

He hadn't slept well through the night. Despite the soft and cushy pillows the fact remained he was still sleeping on the hard cold stone floor of Countess Dragoi's bedchambers. When he did start to sleep he was plagued with dreams of Lady Alina and even her young woman Kiraz stroking his manhood in the same fashion as they had done before-maybe that had been a dream too. Nicolae could scarcely believe it had happened. In those same dreams he kissed Kiraz and most wondrously of all he kissed Lady Alina and they even kissed him back...not in the way Mama and Papa kissed, but more...something...something more. What; he was still unsure of.

Eventually however the empty embrace of sleep overtook him and he slept later into the day than he'd ever been allowed to sleep in all the years he'd worked on his parents' farm. Finally it was a dreamless sleep and he slumbered quietly and deeply well into the early part of the afternoon hours.

"Mine." Whispered words invaded into the stillness of his slumbering mind, "You should be here, beside me and welcoming me into the new day in a pleasing manner."

Heavily his eyes cracked open, and Nicolae's vision was blinded by what he saw. The room was dark now, the candles Lady Alina had placed around the room had gone out over the night, a single shaft of sunlight cut through the darkened room hitting the female body laying atop of it.

He raised his head lethargically as she spoke again, her tone one of irritation. "MINE!?"

His eyes widened responding to the whipcrack of her words and he shot up from his bedding, "My Lady?"

"I am waiting." She told him grumbling.

Kiraz had quietly entered the room and Nicolae blushed seeing her again with him being chastised by Lady Alina.

It was then he noted her finger pointing before her as she lay atop the bed. He swallowed hoping he hadn't clumsily bungled something for his ignorance too much on his first day serving the Countess. He climbed up to his feet and came over to her bed.

He gave an awkward looking bow of his head, "My Lady," He mumbled the words, "How may I serve you?"

 

[Sweetp4u]

Lady Alina

A tender, loving smile caressed her unpainted lips, quite pleased with his choice. She shift then, onto her back, but toward the edge of bed and him. Her smile sensual, thoughts tranquil but aroused as she looked him over. "Here." Her arm lift, shifting over her body and to the other side of her bed. "You should be... Here.." Murmured sleepily. "You are quite handsome, mine."

On elbow, she lift up enough to gaze upon him better. Bedding fell way to reveal her sheer camisole and form beneath, as it hid nothing from one's eyes. Let him look his fill, it mattered not as he would see far more of her in time. "You should be here, at my side before I wake each morning." Yet it were far into the afternoon day. "With coffee, or with kisses, perhaps a danish or tart?" Her smile lift, stretching her body back out as she crumpled back into her bedding and near rooted about on her bottom to get comfortable once more.

"Smells delicious, Kiraz.." Her words were soft, purred in her sleepy state of mind, but she watched Nicolai, waiting for him to do as he was told. "Did you have something to eat already, Kiraz?" She asked, wondering if the girl remembered her tasks set this day, or not? Hardly an ignorant girl, surely she had much on her mind after what had transpired the evening before. That thought made her smile widen and pearly white teeth peek out to meet the sunlight.

"Come, mine. I want you nearer to me, a good morning kiss is in order.." Soon he would pick up on the things he should do for her, as natural as breathing air. He just needed broke in is all.. Like a horse. A well ridden one.

 

[papillon24]

She took a few deep breaths as she steadied her hands. The sight of Lady Alina lounging uncovered and the sight of the handsome boy naked on his pallet brought her thoughts straight back to the night before. The thought of stroking him and the idea of him staining to hold himself back. The warmth of the lady's lips upon hers almost made her knees go weak.

"Smells delicious, Kiraz.."

"Thank you My Lady Let me bring you some."

It was hard to concentrate on pouring the coffee from the silver carafe into the mugs made of the whitest bone china. She managed with only a few hot drops falling down the side of the mug onto her hand. Kiraz hoped they would not be noticed as she wiped them away with the soft towel she had brought with her.

"Did you have something to eat already, Kiraz?" She made her way over to the side of the bed and set the hot steaming cup of coffee on the bedside table.

"Yes Lady Alina, I ate some." In reality she was too nervous for what was ahead for the day to eat more than a few grapes and bite of bread. "Let me get you some Danish" as she made her way back to the tray.

Another breath. "Steady" She whispered out loud to herself as she picked up the plate. She could feel the same arousal build within her and with it came a nervousness.

 

[scarlettnuit]

She sat as instructed and accepted coffee and bread. The thought of cleaning wasn’t overly exciting for her, not that she was lazy, but more due to her lack of experience with it. She took a sip of the strange brew and wrinkled her nose a bit at it’s bitterness. Somehow though, something pleased it. It was as dark and mysterious as the driver had been the night before. Something of it reminded her of him.

When the cook began to give out orders, Nara thought that it was she referred to as red. She nodded and got up. She was directed to some cleaning rags and began to move about the lower level with the cloth, dusting the things she saw. While she was not entirely sure this was the task she was supposed to undertake, she simply tried to make sure that every room looked as perfect as it possibly could.

As the day wore on she found herself feeling quite lonely. She thought the strange girl from earlier would have been more present. She thought of the way she had moved around her and called her candy. She wasn’t sure what to make of it. She was, however, glad that the butler had not tried to ravish her again.

She had gotten a bucket of water to help wipe down the rooms and now came outside to dump the now dirty water there. Out of curiosity, she headed towards the stables and peeked in. Without saying a word she watched as the Driver bathed himself. Her heart fluttered and she felt the mysterious deep swirl in her stomach and he alone seemed to understand or have control of. So much of this place was a mystery, she wondered what else might be revealed.

 

[Dirtydave1974]

Lost in thought the Driver continued to wash himself, unaware he was being watched.

He ran his hand across his cheek, feeling the stubble already beginning to return. He finished cleaning himself, and still naked began searching through his clothes until he found a small blade. He placed some cold water in a bowl and began to shave the stubble from his face.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Luna

"Anything of interest within the barn, Candy?" A dimpled smile crept over her face, lurking just behind the red headed guest. Yes, she had followed Red right out of the castle, mostly because she was going the same direction but also because she happened to find the red headed lady rather interesting.

Fingers lift up and twirled a thick lock of red curls. "You are quite pretty.." Her head tilted one way, peering up through her blonde lashes at the pretty new guest. "You are not a servant, I can see that. So who are you?" Leaning closer and peeping through the crack in which Red was peering.

A bubble of soft laughter welled up and let loose, "Ah I see.. he is handsome, is he not?" Pressing herself closer to the side of Red, her hands resting upon the waist of their new guest.. A quite familiar position, an intimate one.. nearly so but not quite. "He was once M'lady's property.. Now he is her right and left hand man.." A twinkle lit her blue eyes as she turned them towards creamy complexion and away from the half naked Driver. "Why don't we see if he needs a hand in his bathing?" Whispered into the red head's ear, interrupting before the girl could speak to anything Luna had said.

 

[scarlettnuit]

Nara bit her bottom lip watching this exquisite specimen of a man bath. She could feel her body reacting shamefully. She had followed her uncle’s rules of proper etiquette only to find something deep within herself released but a complete stranger.

She squeezed her thighs together and almost jumped out of her skin when she heard a voice near her. She covered her mouth to cut off any sound that might have erupted and saw the girl from that morning standing near her. She blushed hotly, her pale skin almost matching her hair.

“I…I..” she began as she was questioned about her position by the young blonde beauty. “I am lost…” she said in a ton that betrayed her confusion and joy at the feeling of being seemingly free to not know exactly what she was.

Her attention followed that of Luna’s and looked back at the Driver. I would have been a lie to say that she didn’t feel a connection to him. She felt Luna press close to her side and was again, lost in a battle between what was proper and what she felt. Her whispered made her shiver delightfully and before she could protest their presence was known.

Nara stood back, blushing hotly, looking at her feet for a moment until her emerald eyes met his. She was not sure if she should be here or not, but she could not deny her draw towards him, nor the strange feeling Luna had temporarily stoked in her.