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He'd have to remember to give her some ointment to help the piercing heal faster, he thought to himself. It should be fine by now, but maybe not. He let her breasts go and sat up a bit, letting her take off his shirt. He liked how the one nipple looked, glistening wetly in the sunlight. He liked how the other one looked as well, with the ring in it.

Once his shirt was off, he layed back down on top of her, one hand going to her tits and the other to her cunt to play with her clit, and finger her. He licked all over her breasts and gave both nipples some attention. Pausing every now and then to kiss her deeply.

 

[Vagrant]

He enjoyed how much she seemed to be getting into it, letting go of her inhibitions and listening to the desires of her body. She was becoming much more like he wanted her to be, and that was very good. Soon now, she would be doing things she never even imagined. But first.... Something she would never expect, but he had found that many women enjoyed.

He kissed her fiercely one last time before moving back down to her already slick tits, licking at the top, between the two large orbs and then giving each nipple a suck before he slid off the bed and dragged her over to the edge by her legs. Once she was there, he kept her legs spread with his body and played with her pussy some more. And then... he licked her.

 

[Vagrant]

He was half suprised when she pulled away, though more from the sudden movement than anything. That was her pattern, something new, shy away from it. "Something I think you would enjoy if you would just relax and give it a chance. Do you trust me?"

 

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He shook his head. "No, it won't hurt. I promise." He smiled at her and leaned in again. Because of her trepidation, he started off slowly, using his fingers more than his tongue or lips. But as she became more aroused, his fingers played less of a role. Until his hands were on her thighs.

He licked and sucked on her clit, around her pussy, and inside the lips. He had done this quite a few times, so he was somewhat skilled at it.

 

[Vagrant]

He grabbed at her skirts and wiped his mouth off as he sat next to her again, his hand casually going back to her wet pussy. "So, how was it? Did it hurt?" He smiled at her, as if he didn't hear her exclamation of pleasure, or feel her cunt contract as she came.

 

[Vagrant]

He chuckled. "Well, the hair can get in the way... but the smell... well, I don't mind the smell. Nothing smells quite like an aroused woman." He fingers were rubbing over her pussy gently, almost absentmindedly.

"It's not something most men will take to right away... for one, there's the whole pride and upbringing thing. Then there's the taste. It's something you have to get used to. Much like that food you were served until recently."

"I personally don't mind doing it... though I prefer a woman who is shaved... and from what I could tell... when it's shaved, the woman enjoys it more as well."

 

[Vagrant]

He nodded at that suggestion. "I'm sure she does. You should ask her, and either get her to do it for you, or show you how."

He chuckled at her fumble and looked down at the wet, matted hair. "You're right, but that isn't really a bad thing. I think your red hair is quite attractive. And you know, you don't have to be so prim. Another word for your 'nether regions', incase you don't know, is pussy. Or cunt."

He wondered how she'd react to that.

 

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He laughed a bit at her reaction. "Suit yourself. Keep calling it your nether regions. That just flows off the tongue. But really, tell me what you don't like about those words. I'm guessing it's because they are in someway shameful, or something of the sort. But since I doubt you'll be going around talking to everyone about your 'nether regions' I don't see what the problem is."

Sure, he was being somewhat manipulative, but all politicians and merchants were. Eric was simply maneuvering things to get what he wanted. And in his opinion, Moira would be better off for it. He wasn't angry that she could still get angry or upset with him. He didn't want a commpletely docile woman, he wanted her fire, just not the inferno it was before.

 

[Vagrant]

Well those certainly weren't the reasons he was expecting. He sat there for a few minutes and shrugged. "Well, suit yourself. You know them now, use them or not, it's up to you."

He looked over at the book case and was reminded that he had promised to get her some books she liked. "Ok, I'm going to go and explore my library here and see if I can't find something you will like. And I'll have the herbalist make up a balm for your nipple. I don't want it to hurt any more than you do."

 

[Vagrant]

He smiled at her and left. Within an hour, a guard had brought a small container of cream, and 3 books on philosophy.

The next day came, and Eric once again brought her lunch. "How are you today Moira? Did you ask Vivian if she knew of ways to remove that hair?"

 

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He set her lunch down and laughed. "Is that an invitation?" He grinned.

Some of the changes in her were magnificent, much more than he had thought she would actually take. In all honesty, he thought she was going to hold out, and that he would be forced to do away with her to keep her quiet. By now, the people had given up hope that she was going to lead an uprising. It wasn't that they were not content with his rule, just that he wasn't one of them. They would have gladly taken her father back if he yet lived. Eric knew he was going to have to get her to lie about her where abouts and maybe a few other things, when it came time to reveal his newest mistress.

 

[Vagrant]

He shook his head in disagreement. "I think you're getting to be a very voluptuous, and sexy young woman. You were much too skinny before. So, do you have any plans in mind for this afternoon?"

He was curious to hear what she said, considering the possible invitation of a moment ago.

 

[Vagrant]

He smiled. "So, there's nothing you wanted to do? Still mad about yesterday?"

He could tell she was bored, and he didn't want her to feel that way, but it was important. This way, seeing him was her only real source of interaction. The only thing that could take the boredom away for a time. And she would come to depend on him for excitement.

"In a little while, I'm sure I'll be able to take you out of the castle and perhaps go riding. Would you like that? Perhaps next week?"

 

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"I'll see what I can do." He moved to sit next to her. "You know, there are a lot of different ways that can be taken... that you like riding. My personal favorite, and you are probably going to think me crude for saying this, is when a woman is ontop, moving her hips as if she were bouncing on the saddle of a horse." He smiled. Sure, this would probably earn him some of her anger, but it would be an interesting test to see how open she was to talk of sex.

 

[Vagrant]

He laughed, but not in a cruel or mocking manner. "I know what you meant, my dear. I just wanted to see the look on your face. Even still, you are quite innocent of the world. It is truly refreshing."

He put his arm around her. "And to tell the truth, I don't know of any person of sound mind who would have taken your assertion to mean anything other than horseback riding."

 

[Vagrant]

He held her with one arm while he brushed back her flaming hair with the other. "What's wrong, Moira. You can tell me. It's not good to hold whatever it is inside..."

 

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He grinned, that was unexpected, but not unwelcome. "You feel safe in my lap? Even though I... how did you put it, wanted to make you my whore? Or was it sex slave.... I can't remember. Maybe it was both."

"Well, I will never let anyone else cause you undue pain, my dear."

 

[Vagrant]

He grinned. "There's that fire again!" He wasn't about to punish her for that outburst, because making her a sex slave, or a whore was never his intention. Just her blind rage interpreting things.

"I know it will be willingly, Moira. That's what will make it all the sweeter, for both of us."

 

[Vagrant]

She was still captive so that he could control her options. It would still be ultimately her choice... or so she would think. But he was steering her carefully towards the choice he wanted. Every day was a new hurdle, every day he edge her a bit closer to what he wanted her to do. Many tiny choices, so that when the time came for her to choose to be his mistess, it would be another tiny choice. Unlike how it would have seemed in the dungeon when he told her what he planned of her.

"So, lets see what we have down here." He grinned and slid one of his hands between her legs, and underneath her underclothes.

 

[Vagrant]

He nodded and chuckled as well. He really enjoyed how casual her tone was while she spoke about removing her pussy hair. "Indeed it did. Have you tested out the new, bare, you?"

 

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He kept rubbing her, feeling the smoothness and after a little bit, the wetness as well. "And why not? It would certainly teach you about how you like to be touched... where your hot spots are, and it would probably liven up your day."

 

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"It might make those sex books more fun as well. Imagine, you're flipping through one of them, reading parts of it, while you're feeling like this..." He slid a finger inside of her, starting to move it in and out.

 

[Vagrant]

Hmmm, she certainly is sensitive, if a finger hurt her... he didn't want to think about what she would think about his cock going in there.

"That must be your maidenhead, my dear, your cherry. It means you're still a virgin. It'll hurt a bit when I break through it... but that will be the only time it will hurt. I promise." He was careful with his finger from then on, not going too deep.

 

[Vagrant]

He grinned and slid his finger out. "You mean eat you out? Sure, you liked that, did you?" He patted the bed. "Ok, hike up that skirt and sit down."

When she did, he started by licking around at where the hair used to be, before going back to her pussy. Quite often he would use the flat of his tongue to lick her from the bottom all the way to the top, right over her clit.

 

[Vagrant]

He licked her all over as she moaned and squirmed a bit. His hands held her thighs, not bothering getting her used to it this time, since she had asked. He flicked her clit with his tongue, before sucking on it gently. His tongue slide between her lips to tease the warm flesh inside. Her pussy was dripping wet, from a combination of her arousal and his saliva. He wanted her to cum hard again, he had a little something in mind this time.