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[Vagrant]

He really didn't want to upset her. Now was the time for building trust, not animosity. He kept track of which foods she liked and which she didn't. Noticing the spicy foods were not to her taste, he started to bring her milder, yet still spicy, seeing if it was simply the degree that she had a distaste for.

He noticed she was filling out, and liked what he saw. In his opinion, she was becoming more beautiful and sexy. At least in her body. Her manner was still as puritanical as ever. But he hoped he would be able to get her to reconsider.

Seeing her in the garden made him smile. It was closed to the people, so there was no risk of her being seen just yet. And she couldn't just run away either. He honestly wasn't sure if she would try, even if the opportunity presented itself.

"How is your breast? has the pain from the piercing gone away?"

 

[Vagrant]

He walked over to sit next to her. "And Rufus was? One of your brothers? Or one of those dogs you spoke of?" Yes, he HAD been listening. He looked her over and smiled. Yes indeed, she had a very attractive body... the trick was, to get her into the mindset of using that body the way he wanted her to.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it. Have you liked the other food? Even though you thought it would kill you." He chuckled.

 

[Vagrant]

He nodded, though his attention was drawn to her leg. "Some of those recipes come from as far away as India. Whish is several months of travel from here. It's amazing how we can be so far apart, and have two totally different cultures when it comes to food... and yet, we can learn to like them."

"I wonder if they would find some of the things we eat as palatable..."

 

[Vagrant]

He nodded. "Considering the spices they use... and use a LOT of... I'd imagine they would find it bland. But you never know until you try something. I'll bet you looked at a lot of those meals and thought it would never taste good. Didn't you." There wasn't any accusing tone in his voice, more of a told you so, but a playful one.

 

[Vagrant]

He nodded. "Of course, you are your own woman, and have a mind of your own. There is nothing else I would rather you be. Certainly, all I ask is that you give the food an honest chance and thus far, you have done so." He looked at her.

"And if you recall, I do have hunting dogs. They can be quite playful, if they know you well enough. Maybe eventually you'll be able to have a dog of your own."

 

[Vagrant]

"I have not been to Italy in many years... and when I was, sadly it was not to look at their dogs." He replied. He wanted to steer the conversation towards sex, and her aversion to it, but was unsure if it would ruin any of the progress she had made.

"Tell me, Moira, and forgive this abrupt change of topic, but it is something I have been curious about. Do you not feel the urges of your body? Are they not there, or do you simply ignore them, telling yourself to do otherwise would be a sin." He phrased it as an innocent question. Not comparison to the food just yet. He knew she was smart enough to put that together if he were to bring it up himself, so soon.

 

[Vagrant]

He chuckled. "Sorry, I'd tell you anything about them if I knew anything... but I don't unfortunately."

At her response to his query he sighed. "You know what I was asking about. But don't think you always know why I'm asking things. Repression like that isn't healthy. It breeds stress, and stress can do any number of things..."

He looked at her seriously. "If I simply wanted your body, I would take it. If I didn't care if you were happy, you never would have left the cage, or the dungeon. Of course, simply allowing you to leave, would not satisfy the attraction that I have for you. And since I DO want you to be happy, forcing myself on you and kepeing you prisoner would ensure that you were not. You see the position I am in."

"But no matter what happens, whether I eventually give up, or you give in... it's important for you to realize how wrong your opinion of sex is. It's not dirty, evil, or wrong. It's not simply for making a child. If that was the case, and the only time you could do something was for a purpose... there would be very few things we could do. Going out riding, unless you're delivering a package or some other reason to be on the horse other than for enjoyment, would be out. Sitting here looking at the sky, that would be forbidden... So if all of those things are allowed, why not sex?"

Of course, he had no intention of letting her go, no matter how long this took. But she may believe him, he didn't know. He felt they had developed a bit of trust.

 

[Vagrant]

He chuckled.

"People become Nuns not because they don't desire sex... but because they wish to do God's work. The fact they are not allowed sex is something that I believe to be wrong, but that is what they impose on themselves. Everyone has those desires, Moira. Even you, whether you admit to it or not. The question is, will you ignore your body and continue to deprive yourself, or will you listen."

He final tirade made him smile, it was so naive and innocent. Just like her. "Well, I'm going to put aside the fact you still think of me as the enemy for a little while and address something for you... sex does NOT always result in a child. Some couples try for months without success to have a baby... So if that is your only objection..." he let that trail off.

 

[Vagrant]

"Well, by the sounds of your mother, she strikes me as the kind of woman who would only HAVE sex when she knew she would most likely get pregnant... She must have been a very fertile woman, and she understood the signals her body was sending her."

He got an idea then. She was completely unwilling to see reason... But maybe he could make her feel it. He certainly didn't want to rape her, that was entirely the wrong thing to do. But he could give her something to think about aside from just talking.

Sitting next to her, it was easy for him to grab her and pull him into his lap, with her back facing his chest and hold her there. It was also difficult for her to do anything about it as he had one arm around her chest, under her very plump breasts and pinning her arms to her sides. The other reached under her dress to remove her undergarments.

Once he had access, he started to gently stroke her pussy, as he had the first time, but he didn't stop, not even closing her legs would remove his hand now, his fingers giving her a gentle massage, slipping inside every now and then.

 

[Vagrant]

This time, Eric wasn't about to stop with just a few strokes. Not this time. Nobody was ever prepared for exactly how good their first cum felt. As she became wet, he would slide a finger in deeper, and rubbing her outer lips and mound firmly but not too hard.

"I'm not evil. And this isn't bad. I'm just showing you the truth."

 

[Vagrant]

"We'll see if you still feel that way in a second, Moira." He kept at it, his fingers never stopping, he wasn't the greatest at this, but he did have some experience. The thing is, she had no idea what to expect, so even an unskilled hand would do the trick.

He laughed a bit when she asked if she had just died. "No, my dear Moira. You just came... You had your first orgasm. Now, tell me. Was that something you'd say was bad?" He honestly wasn't mocking her. He wanted to know if her opinion had changed, now that she had actually experienced a small amount of what she was decrying as evil.

 

[Vagrant]

"Or because God wanted us to enjoy it. Especially since, as you point out, sex leads to childbirth. It doesn't ALWAYS lead to childbirth, but it sometimes culminate in the creation of a new life. If sex is evil, so must all the end results. Because, as they say, the ends do not justify the means. Performing an evil act for a good outcome is still evil. Wouldn't you agree?"

While he spoke, he idly carressed her pussy again. Not enough to bring her to orgasm again, but definitely enough to arouse her once more. That was the amazing thing about women, they could go on even after they reached climax.

 

[Vagrant]

He nodded. She was quite the debater...

"Ok, it's nice to have boundaries... clear lines that we know are wrong to cross... but it's important to know if that is where the lines should go." He said, while still fingering her slowly.

"Lets say that you are in a relationship, and no I am not hinting at you and I before you ask.... you are in a relationship. Not married but you and your suitor are out riding, the two of you are alone and he has brought a basket full of food, for a nice secluded lunch. It's all quite romantic. You know he would like to have sex with you, and you know that doing so would feel good for both of you. Is it wrong then? Simply because you are not joined in marriage."

 

[Vagrant]

"Well, then I guess you've made your stand. And such a fine, upstanding woman such as yourself would never take enjoyment out of an evil act, so you must not be enjoying my attentions now, nor the orgasm earlier." He stopped and took his hand away, wiping it on the grass. "My apologies."

"It certainly is a shame when a small group of closed minded individuals decide something as preposterous as a woman having sex out of marriage being a whore... such idiocy places an undue stigma on an act which can be so very beautiful."

He stood and reached out his hand to help her up. "Come, I'll bring you back to your room.

 

[Vagrant]

He kept talking as he walked with her back to her room. "In my opinion, the worst part about those closed minded people who wish to brand everything pleasurable as sinful and wrong... are the young people who are raised to believe in nothing else. Because if they ever do experience what is supposedly wrong... and ejoy it, they sometimes think that there is something wrong with them, and not the way things are being taught. For your sake, it's lucky that you did not enjoy what just happened. I would hate to put you through such doubts."

Of course he knew she had infact felt the pleasure as he knew she would. He reactions were plain as day. But he was giving her an out. Feel shame, feel dirty, or cast off the shackles of her old beliefs.

 

[Vagrant]

He smiled at her comfortingly. "There is one sure way to see yourself as a good person, and still enjoy the touch of a man. And that is to separate the two. Being a good person has no bearing on whether or not you enjoy my touch."

He opened the door for her and allowed her to enter her rooms first. "Being a good person has no bearing on whether you enjoy your OWN touch as well."

He looked at her, still flushed, and worried... he could see the worry in her eyes. "It's ok, you told me the truth. That's the important thing."

 

[Vagrant]

He stepped in and closed the door. "What do you wish to do? Talk? Perhaps you want me to touch you again?"

He sat in one of the chairs and waited for her answer. She probably considered how the orgasm felt to be an aberration. They surely all couldn't feel like that. It was simply because she had no idea, now that she had one, they would not be as good.

And everytime he brought her off, and it WAS that good, if not better, he hoped she would become more open, and willing.

 

[Vagrant]

He nodded. He would let her avoid it this time. Others, he would insist. Unless she asked him to... "Alright. But if you change your mind, just ask."

"I apologize for the lack of company. Eventually, I will be able to let you have much more freedom than you do now."

He considered her question very carefully. "Leisure? Well, I hunt. I am a rather skilled fencer. I like to ride. And of course, taking my paramour at the time to bed." He looked at her for a reaction before elaborating. "Yes, you heard right. I have bedded several woman. All nobles, while I was courting them. I have never been married. None called them whore."

 

[Vagrant]

"Perhaps at some point we can go riding, maybe even hunting... when I feel I can trust you enough not to turn the bow on me...." He grinned.

"As for what a paramour is... They were women I cared about. Women I chose to spend time with to get to know, in the hopes of finding one I wished to marry. Never more than one at a time, and no, they were not married, they were looking for husbands as I was looking for a wife."

He considered the venom in her voice. "You speak as if you have some personal experiences with such things. Do you?" He wondered if she would lie to him again, and if she did, if he would be able to tell.

 

[Vagrant]

"Because unlike your mother, some people realise that what happens in bed is a part of the relationship. If you ignore that, you may end up in a bitter, loveless marriage. You may end up with your spouse commiting adultery, simply because the two of you do no please each other."

He shook his head. "And I mean that, please each other. Not simply the wife ensuring her husband is satisfied, but the husband doing the same for his wife. If you can't understand how that is important... well, you do not know as much as you think you do about life, or marriage."

 

[Vagrant]

"With all you've told me... do you really think your mother would have taken it to heart and had sex with him more if he asked, knowing he did not want children from the act?"

 

[Vagrant]

"We have already established the fact your father was a callous and cowardly man. This is just further proof. Though on the other hand your mother was quite clearly a frigid prude. The more I learn of them, the more I doubt the story of why they were married that you told me. No, I don't think you lied, I think they lied to you." He paused. This was a good line of thought.

"Among the nobility, there is one ultimate rule. Keep your power if you can. It's why your father would not surrender, though he should have realised he could not win. One of the best ways to maintain power, is to forge alliances with your neighbours. And the best way to forge an alliance, is through marriage."

"Of course, this is all very hush hush in some circles. Where Marriage is seen as something pure and should not be tainted by politics. But among those in power, it is commonplace. Had events unfolded differently, you would have been introduced to some young fop of a noble, and you would hear tale after tale of his accomplishments and his virtue. And then, it would be suggested that perhaps it would be wise for you two to wed."

"But then, you would have most likely ended up like your mother. Raising children, and living a cold, loveless life. You may say you will never agree to being my mistress, or my concubine. But not long ago, you adamantly denied even the possibility of me taking you to bed. Now it seems it IS possible."

He smiled at her. "You did well today, you did not try to escape or otherwise misbehave. So I will have some different books brought to you when you wish them.... but you must read the books you ae given. Is that understood?

 

[Vagrant]

"And children do not replace the need for companionship from your spouse. A marriage of politics can only survive if it is admitted to be so. If you cannot be honest, it will not last."

"But I will not pressure you further for today. You have made your choice, and you do not wish to be my lover and concubine. If I were to marry any of the nobles from my people, it would be one of politics and convieniance. Not a marriage as you think of it."

He smiled and left her, telling a guard to bring her some new books. Shortly after he left, they were brought to her. Some were sex manuals, others were romance novels and what could only be described as erotica. Some of the language was more crude in these books, but with the context, she would more than likely be able to understand it.

 

[Vagrant]

The next day, Eric as usual brought her lunch. He looked at the books laying around, and frowned quite noticeably. "I see you really wanted to read."

He gave her the meal and sat down on her bed. "I know you are probably tired of all the books dealing with sex. But the other kinds of books are rewards. It's that simple. Now please, eat your lunch."

 

[Vagrant]

"Rewards for progress. While I am sure there are facets of your old books that you have not explored, you wanted something new to read. Since you have been behaving yourself, and we have made progress on getting you out of that mother imposed shell you have been in all your life, I decided to grant the request. You told me you WOULD read the books you were given. I decided to test that. And if you read them without complaint, keeping your word, I would have started to give you other kinds of books as well."

He watched her eat and frowned. "Slow down, enjoy your meal. Unless it smells like peat too... and if it does, well, I'll have to have a talk with the cook. He's supposed to HIDE the peat, not emphasize it." He hoped she would catch his small joke.

It was rather obvious she was in a bad mood. And because of it, now was the perfect time to do what he had planned. Picking her up once more, though not quite as roughly as the day before, unles she struggled, he proceeded to once again put her in his lap, and finger her pussy. This time, making it last longer. As it appeared she was about to go over the edge, he would slow down and slide his fingers along her wet outer lips, before beginning again after she had calmed down slightly.