Him and her

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Vyrdrn arrived at the outskirts of the little village to see a roaring bonfire with people drinking and dancing around it. The celebration seemed exuberant and he shrugged a little showing his disinterest in their lives or activities. Whispering a series of spells, Vyrdrn turned himself invisible, gave himself armor, and made him immune to normal fire and wandered closer to his chosen victim and settled in the bonfire safe from discovery.

He sat watching HER and the human that her family proposed to marry her to. The party seemed to center around them, and Vyrdrn could only surmise that meant she accepted the proposal. The young human was beaming with pride, and not a little lust as he looked over at his intended bride. She in return looked full of trepidation, unsure if she were making the right choice.

A wry smile, one that made most people shiver in fear, lit his face. Before long he would take all choices away from her, and her soon to be dead betrothed. He watched the party for nearly an hour, people were stumbling about with the excess of drink they consumed. HER and her cousins were heatedly discussing something and that is when he decided to act.

Firing off one spell twice quickly nearly the entire town fell to the ground gently snoring as he stepped from the fire. Now visible, Vyrdrn turned and faced the small gaggle of women and looked up at them. Standing 5'0" he knew that he was far from an imposing figure, but red eyes go a long way to fixing that.

"Kneel" he commanded, and not surprisingly, SHE fell to her knees instantly. An arcane phrase rumbled from his throat and a crack of lightning shot from his outstretched hands, frying the cousins standing behind HER.

A strong hand clamped on Vyrdrn's shoulder and spun the much lighter Drow around. He looked up at the physically imposing man that would have been HER's husband. "I am going to kill you for this!" The human roared.

"No, you will die trying," Vyrdrn said flatly. Taking a half step back, an arcane phrase later and a gout of flame engulfed the much larger human, injuring him grievously. A small group of men were charging him and Vyrdrn pointed a small bead of fire raced from his finger, expanding amongst the men, blowing them to smithereens in a fireball much more potent than the average.

Turning back toward his victim, he saw her trying to crawl away. He stepped over to her and said, "Stop. Come with me willingly and I will spare the rest, try to flee I will kill them before I hunt you down and take you anyway." His voice was dichotomous to the actions he had portrayed. It was whimsical, musical, and somehow profanely erotic.

 

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Aylyn was in shock. Just moments ago she was feeling overwhelmed by her chattering cousins and the choice she needed to make. Her life was being decided and she knew in her heart that even though everyone told her she had a choice, there was none. She was to be married and taken away to live a life with a man she didn't even know.

Nervously she'd been regarding him throughout the party, her big green eyes prettily fringed with long dark lashes. He was handsome enough, a full head taller than her and strong, almost imposing. While everyone danced and made merry, Aylyn felt herself resisting the urge to run far far away, but now complete chaos had taken over.

The stranger than entered the party held her captive in an instant and she felt her knees give out as she hit the ground and gazed up at him in stunned silence. The crack of lightening didn't even make her flinch as she watched in horror as he took charge of everyone around her and struck down her betrothed. Panic set in then and she turned on her knees, trying to get away and find refuge, only to be stopped by the monster who was showing little to no mercy for her family as they tried to rally against him.

A soft mewling sound caught in her throat as she gazed up at him with fear and panic. Her pulse skittered through her veins as she felt his voice wrap around her, tugging at something within her. Her eyes scanned the sites around her, the carnage and scent of burning flesh. With a trembling hand, she reached up to him, her fingers pale and delicate as she waited for him to clasp it.

 

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Vyrdrn's hand wrapped around her wrist and he yanked her toward him. The sudden change of her balance caused the beautiful woman to fall foward her shoulders ramming into his shins.

His voice came in a sing song as he said, "Until you earn a name, I will call you 'rothe' which means nothing more than 'slave.'"

His snow and ice colored hair rustled as Vyrdrn began chanting a spell, his voice turning guttural. A moment later he stood, and rothe was prostrate before a door standing with no building around it.

Releasing her hand, Vyrdrn looked down and said, "This is my home, and perhaps you can make it a home as well. If not, then it will be your very own hell."

Squatting down next to her, Vyrdrn pulled the back of her hair, forcing her to look up at him. "There are some basic rules. First, whenever I enter a room where you are, or you enter a room where I am, you must immediately go to your knees."

His eyes roamed over her body and he continued, "Second, you are to wear nothing except that which I give you."

Standing up, Vyrdrn commanded, "Strip, then we shall continue."

 

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Aylyn trembled on her knees, her already pale almost void of color now as she stared up at Vyrdrn. The basic rules she could live with, though he frightened her still and his power was none to be trifled with.

It was his next words that made her gape up at him. Strip? Instantly her cheeks flamed with color, right up to the roots of her dark silky hair. Yet he stood and waited for her to do as she was told. Fear gripped her and embarrassment. She'd never been naked before a man before...had been saved for marriage and had only had other females tend to her when needed.

With heart in her throat, she slowly stood and realized quickly that she was a good 7 inches above his height. It was a small oddity that made her pause, before she ducked her gaze to the ground and with trembling fingers began to unlace the ties at the side of her dark green gown.

Tears filled her eyes as she bit down on her lower lip, trying to focus through her blurred vision as her fingers fumbled with the laces. With one side down, she clumsily tackled the other until the bodice loosened and she reached for the skirts of her dress.

Drawing in a ragged breath, she pulled the material up her body, closing her eyes as it rustled over her head and then dropped to the ground. She stood before him in a light shift, the material almost transparent and clinging to her full breasts.

 

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Vyrdrn watched as rothe fumbled at her clothes before finally slipping off the dress and casting it aside. Her gossamer shift clung to her breasts, her areola and nipples clearly outlined in the cloth.

"No," he said. "Not two minutes after being told but two rules, you are disobedient to both."

Stepping forward Vyrdrn clutched each side of the shift, and violently yanked his hands apart, rending the thin cloth from neck to hem. "When I say strip, I meant everything, shift, jewelry, shoes, whatever may be on your body that I or the gods have not given you."

His voice lowered, still somehow erotic as he continued, "And you are still on your feet, rothe."

He waited until she dropped to her knees, then asked, "What shall your punishment be, rothe? Before you answer, if it is not strict enough, I will add to, or come up with my own."

 

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Aylyn let out a frightened yelp as the shift was torn to shreds. Her shoes came off next, with much haste before she dropped to her knees. Afraid and mortified and strangely enough...ashamed that she hadn't done what he'd asked in the manner he had asked her to do it.

"I-i'm sorry." She stuttered, a shimmering tears gliding down one cheeks as she blinked up at him, trying to control her urge to cry.

Her mind raced. He wanted her to name off a punishment, but she'd never been dealt that sort of hand. She'd always been a sweet girl, minding manners and whatever mischief she'd gotten into had been so small that it had been ignored. Drawing blank thought after blank though as she shivered, naked and trying to cover herself with hands and arms, rothe let out a soft pitiful whine. "I cannot...I don't know!" She told him, clearly frustrated and afraid.

 

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Whether it was the solitay tear, her nakedness, or the realization that rothe might well be a virgin despite her obvious charms Vyrdrn fekt blood surge to his loins as his member began to harden at the sight of her.

She was everything he was not. Tall fair skinned with dark hair and blue eyes, her body was lush and curvy. No flat angles appeared anywhere on her just smooth rolling curves and angles; much like the rolling foothills of Cormyr. Each of her movements caused the grapefruit sized mounds of flesh on her chest to sway provocatively.

Her nipples hardened in the cool night air; or perhaps, due to his intense gaze. Walking up to her, Vyrdrn reached out and cupped one of her heavy full breasts and squeezed it not ungently yet firmly. Her nipple fully hardened and was slightly larger than her small toe.

Releasing her tit, he grabbed her shoes and placed two sharp pebbles in each shoe. "Put these on. Make sure one pebble is under he balls of your feeet and the other under the heels. You must stand for two minutes on the pebbles."

 

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Rothe gasped loudly as Vyrdrn suddenly moved to cup one of her breasts and stiffened, biting down on her bottom lip to keep from protesting. It felt strange...not bad, but different. And where his flesh met hers, she felt warmth and tingles spread through her skin, creating a new sensation low in her belly.

Too afraid to explore these new feelings, she remained still until he finally released her and instructed her to slip on her shoes with the sharp pebbles inside.

Trying to keep herself covered while doing as he instructed proved to be a challenge and finally Aylyn settled for hugging her breasts as she slipped her feet back into her slipper shoes and winced as the pebbles bit into her tender feet. Despite the discomfort, she braved through the pain and kept her gaze down to the ground, afraid to look into his face.

 

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Vyrdrn stood watching rothe carefully as she fidgeted shifting her weight constantly searching for a comfortablr means of statnding without finding one. After two minutes he said, "Enough, take the shoes off and follow me, making sure you are obedient to my wishes. "

Turning he headed toward the door and opened it. Past the door was an entry chamber some twenty feet in diameter. The floor was a white marble with silver flakes. The ceiling was a midnight blue making the ten foot height seem so muh farther than it really was. Around the perimeter of the chamber were a series of marble statues of naked women kneeling. Each of the women's legs were spread open while they sat on their heels. Above each of the statues was a light which shown down on them as if a star shined on them.

Waving his hand at the chamber, Vyrdrn said, "These are your predecessors perhaps one day you too will earn a spot here."

"Study this position well, for it will become second nature to you." Standing before her e Vyrdrn looked diwn at his prize and said, "I will answer one question for you now. Do not squander it."

 

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Aylyn's eyes widened in wonder as she entered the chamber that Vyrdrn had opened to them. The statues themselves were striking, even though their positions bold and completely new to her.

She did her best not to gape and as she kneeled at his feet, she did her bet to study the position he was referring to. As she spread her knees apart and sat back on her heels, she felt completely open and vulnerable, her cheeks flushing brightly as her body became more open to his red hot gaze.

With hands still cupping her generous bosom, she gazed up at him. Her pretty blue eyes large and filled with trepidation. "Why me?" Was all she could think to ask. She wanted to ask and for how long. Apparently he didn't keep the women he took away from their homes.

 

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Vyrdrn grinned at was the most obvious question. Stepping behind rothe, he pukled her arms behind her back firmly yet gently and placed her palms against the flesh of her back which thrust her breasts deliciously forward. "There, that is the position."

His voice was soft as he whispered into her right ear, his lips brushing against her hair teasing both her ear and neck. "Don't move, rothe."

Vyrdrn stepped around to stand in front of her and looked down at her. His eyes blazed with hunger and yearning as he slowly drank her body in. Only the slightest movement of his eyes was evident throughout the process which started at her eyes and ended at her knees.

"I have been watching you for a year now. I was passing your village one day when I saw you bathing in a spring. Your immediate predecessor died about five years ago and I began to miss company."

Turning on his heel, Vyrdrn ordered, "Follow me."

Striding through the entry chamber he did not check to see if rothe was obeying or not. The pace at which she followed would tell him her obedience. Behind he entry chamber was a grand hall with a staircase on the left and right side of the building. The floor was a mahogany and ebony patterned floor inlaid with silver gilded magical beasts.

Taking the right staircase Vyrdrn went up flight after flight until he reached his bed chambers. The suite he stepped into was as opulent as it was luxurious. The round bed centered the room and was six feet in diameter. Silk sheets laid beneath fine quilts and numerous pillows. The room's rug was thick and padded as is it was the hide of a living wooly mammoth.

Windows pierced the circular room at regular intervals giving a breathtaking panoramic view of the valley.

 

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Aylyn shivered as his lips brushed against her hair and then teased her ever so slightly. Her nipples were two rock hair pebbles, her breasts suddenly feeling fuller and achy as pleasure raced down her spine and spread goose bumps all over her skin.

Holding her breath, as she watched him take her in, feeling both horrified that he'd watched her bathe and yet, strangely pleased that he found seemed to want her. Her betrothed had never looked at her in such a way. She'd seen lust a man's eyes before and admiration from men here and there, but had been kept pure for a true union. Still, the man she'd been promised to had never seemed taken by her, which had stung a little, though Aylyn had never admitted it.

For a split second, she saw his loneliness and pain, opening her mouth to tell him she was sorry for his loss, but just as quickly, he was ordering her to follow.

Scrambling to her feel, rothe followed Vyrdrn. It was hard not to stare at the luxury of him some. It was beautiful...beyond anything she'd ever seen in her short life. She wanted to stop and admire. To touch the different surfaces and enjoy the pretty images that seemed to be everywhere, but she dared not lag behind, afraid of what he might do to her.

Entering his bed chamber, Aylyn quickly went to her knees and assumed the position he had shown her, tense and hoping it was as he wanted it to be.

 

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Vyrdrn looked her over before coming over to her. Adjusting her hands and arms a little,accentuating her breasts he whispered, "Good girl. That is a very good pose."

He walked around her again taking his weapons and pack off tossing the casually to the side. Turnimg his eyes to her he said, "I like to begin and end my day with a bath. Come undress me and then I will show you how to draw the water properly."

 

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Aylyn gave him a slight nod and stood, approaching him until she stood in front of him. Their height difference was strange. She was used to much taller men and she herself was now the taller one. She almost wished to be on her knees again, looking up at him, but she was to do what he bade her to do.

Swallowing, she tentatively reached forward and began to undo the buttons at the front of his tunic. The fabric was cool and fine under her slender fingers as she undid them from his chest, all the way down and then opened the flanks and walked around to pull the fabric off his shoulders and back.

His skin in sharp contrast to her own, dark, but smooth. His flesh firm and toned, impressively built despite his size. What truly drew her attention though was his hair...long, snow and ice colored and so shiny, she itched to draw her fingers through it to see how silky it felt. Instead, she carefully avoided touching unless there was no other choice.

Walking around, Aylyn moved to his front again, her eyes sliding over his first toned chest and flat belly. Her fingers reached forward, touching his warm belly before hooking into his pants and undoing the button and then laces. Nervously, she knelt before him again, before tugging at his pants and removed his shoes.

Then came the moment she was worrying about. Drawing in a courageous breath, Aylyn tugged at his pants until he stepped out of them. She did her best to keep her gaze on his legs, which were strong and muscled, looking away to gather his clothes and shoes. "Where shall I put these?" She asked him softly.

 

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It took mist of Vyrdrn's self control to not take rothe by the hair and slam his semi hard cock into her outh and have her suckle him into a proper hardon. As it was the fiery toug of her finger tips as she touched him sent thrills and chills throughout his body.

Pointing he replied, "It goes in the armoire over there."

His eyes watched her hungrily as rothe took his garmets and hung them. As she turned and then returned bloid surged to his loins and his member thickened and hardened quivering ravenously with each of her movements.

Locking his eyes with hers Vrydrn place a fingertip under her chin and whispered "Follow me."

Slowly he backed his way to the bath area the distance between them not farther than the length of his hard cock which brushed against her thighs with each of their steps. Precum glistened off the tip and was spread on her with each brushing carress of his cock head.

 

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Try as she may, Aylyn couldn't keep her eyes from straying down at noticing the changes in Vyrdrn's cock. Her pulse pounded loudly in her ears as he whispered for her to follow, but with each step, she could feel him against her skin. Rubbing on her silky smooth thighs.

The wetness she felt that followed, made her curious, but she couldn't bring herself to look down again. Low in her belly, she felt warmth spread and a dull ache form between her thighs, but again, she tried not to wonder, didn't want to ask.

The voyage to his bath chamber seemed to take a lifetime and by the time they entered the room, she was a little breathless. This smaller room was no less beautiful to behold. The large bath was sunk into the marble floor, deep and big enough to fit two, perhaps three people in there. She'd never seen anything quite like it, with steps that led down into the rounded pool.

"Your home is beautiful." She whispered softly.

 

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Wih each of her timid glances down Vyrdrn felt himself grow harder and harder until he hought that it would surely split in two. "The house pales in comparison to you, rothe," he whispered back.

Vrdrn leaned forward until rothe's nipples pressed against his collar bones and he brushed his lips across hers. "Tomorrow your training will begin im earnest."

Running his hand across her stomach and down to her pelvis his fingers ran through the soft downy hair between her legs. For he moment ignoring het quivering moan; he whispered, "Pull the two dragon heads behind me out. The left one until it stops and the right onr half that distance."

 

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Aylyn was lost, feeling herself drowning in a see of different emotions and feelings. The way he pressed himself to her body inflamed her from the inside out and her delicate pale skin flushed deeply.

She almost forgot to breath when he touched her so intimately, his fingers caressing her mound and gently probing lower. His instructions were clear enough, but she found it hard to concentrate as he explored her body.

Pleasure and nerves made her tingle all over as she reached behind him and set the bath water as he wished it, his cock pressing hard and twitching against her thigh. Water quickly pooled into the tub as he continued to press her close to him, his breath hot on her neck and he inhaled her scent and made her knees quiver.

 

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"See the table over there?" He asked; his voice a low husky growl. Feeling as much as seeing he head bob affirmatively he continued "there are soaps,oils, and a straight razor. Bring them here."

He watched as she all but fled his presence arousal fueling her in a way Vyrdrn would wager she never felt before.

The tub filled rapidly the steaming water creeping up his legs. As rothe returned he took tge items from her and placed them along the side of the tub. Judging the level of water Vyrdrn turned the water off at a point where the level would be just below rothe's chin when she knelt in the tub. Offering her a hand he led her down the steps and into the tub; tugging her down into a kneeling position at his feet.

His cock buoyed in the water just below her lips and he wondered what the feel of those pouty full lips wrapped around him would be. "First, rothe, you will cleanse me from head to foot after which I shall tend to you."

He saw the trepidation in her eyes and he said, "You may begin."

 

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Aylyn soaked up words. Tend to her. He was going to touch her again and she wasn't sure how she would handle it all. But as he told her to go ahead and start the task of washing him, she moved for the soap, careful not to touch his cock as it bobbed close to her face.

The warmth of the water soothed her body and her spirits a little as she reached for the decorative dragon dish that held flakes of soup. Carefully she dipped her fingers into the mix, letting the silky flakes coat her fingers and then tentatively reached up and spread her fingers over his chest.

His muscles tensed and relaxed under her fingers as she slowly worked the soap into a lather on his firm skin. Making soothing circles, she worked them over his shoulders and down his arms, then slid them back up and slowly lower, over his abs. Her gaze slid down, watching his cock twitch as her fingers danced over his abs.

Shyly, she removed her hands and dipped her fingers into more soap and then slowly stood, moving around his body to work on his back. Her fingers worked over him in easy gliding strokes, ending just below his firm bottom. “If you step up, I can do your legs...or, down and I will wash your hair...” She murmured softly, wondering which he would choose.

 

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Vyrdrn stepped up two steps and turned toward rothe. He knew this position would be troublesome for her. Once she knelt his turgid member would be in line with her mouth. That thought sent a shiver through him.

On some level he knew that her oral ministrations would be even more delucate and timid than her fingers. A crooked grin creased his face as rothe figuried out the physics of what was about to happen. His voice was burning and smooth like a lava flow as he said, "Come finish."

 

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Aylyn swallowed hard as she watched him step up and turn. She'd been hoping to wash his hair, but luck wasn't on her side. His voice made her womb clench...so dark and heated that it washed over her and left her breathless.

Slowly she knelt down before him, shying away from his cock as she dipped her fingers into more soap and began working on his strong legs, up to his knees and then his thighs. Her hands moved up and road, getting back and front, brushing up against his bottom and making herself blush.

In the end, she was left with his rod, which remained hard and almost pulsing right before her. Clearing her throat, she glanced up at him questioningly as her fingers crept up to his groin. Leaning slightly back, she shifted her gaze away from his fiery one and gently wrapped her fingers around his shaft, slicking suds over him from base to tip.

 

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A low groan started at the depths Vyrdrn's soul as rothe wrapped her fingers around his cock and began cleansing him. Her touch was everything he had spent months imagining ane so much more.

Allowing her only the one stroke, or maybe allowing himself the one stroke, he reached down ane luft rothe from the water. He carried her over to the side of the tub next to the utensils she har brought over; Vyrdrn began massaging her calves while rothe washed his hair. Her breasts surged and retreated from his face with her movement. Opening his mouth Vyrdrn sucked in one of her magnificent nipples holding it in place with his teeth as his tongue flicked across the top of the nub.

 

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Aylyn gasped and then moaned softly as he massaged her calves. His hair felt just as she imagined...like silk as she massaged his scalp and worked the suds to the tips of his hair.

Her actions were stalled when he captured a nipple and sucked on it, flicking the tip and making her shudder, drawing out a soft mewl. Her fingers fell to his shoulders and squeezed, clinging as she experienced her first real intimate touch.

"Oh!" She breathed, "I..." She began and flattered as his tongue swirled around the tight little nub and made her squirm.

"I've never..." She tried again, trying to put her thoughts together.

 

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Vyrdrn suckled harder on her nub until he felt her body begin to thrum in need. The scent of her sex wafted up to his nose; an earthy honey scent. "Yes, I know, at least not with a male."

Spreading her lgs he pulled her forward until her succulent ass cheeks were barely on the edge of the pool. "Lean back on your elbows, " he ordered. Once rothe leaned back he said, "Make sure you do not move until I say otherwise."

Taking the rose soap in his hand, Vyrdrn lathered her pubic mound gently and thoroughly. Satisfied he picked up the straight razor he slowly began shaving most of the hair away, leaving a small strip of hair no wider than that of her thumb. Looking at his handiwork, Vyrdrn shook his head and shaved the remainder off. "Perfect " he whispered and then took some hazelnut oil and began rubbing it into her mons alleviating any burn from he shave.

Leaning his head forward he kissed her right at the top of her slit, then whispered "Go look and then return "