Manilanne, Amazon Princess

At first she wondered what kind of game he was trying to pull. Was he trying to gain her trust in order to escape? In the grand scheme of things did it really matter? If all else failed she could track him easily enough. She untied him enough so he could eat.

"Do all city men so easily change their mind?" she asked offering him food. She recalled an old saying, 'the way to a man's heart is through his stomach.'
 
Bart stops eating briefly, taking a deep breath. "Not normally. I just sort of realized how hopeless my escaping is."

He turns and looks at her face, directly in her eyes. "And I realized the bonuses of agreeing."

He turns back to the food starting to eat again. He barely murmers, "your looks helped a bit too."
 
"So the arrangement has become agreeable?" it was odd but she could understand the logic, one must accept what one can not change. His acceptance would certainly make everything easier.

His comment on her looks nearly made her blush. She recalled that city folk pair bonded, and she wondered if he wished such an arrangement. She had not really thought beyond concieving a child, but without a tribe to support her raising the child would be more difficult.

"I shall accept your resignation to fate. We're heading to my home, and I shall teach you in the ways of my people." She was still wary of untying him until they reached her home. She could obviously overpower him, but desperation was a powerful motivator and she wanted him to remain unharmed.

"We have a ways to go before we reach the cave where I wish to rest for evening..."
 
Bart quickly finishes the food. "Do you need to eat yet or shall we get going?"

Bart looks her up and down again, uncertain of what she will do. "Perhaps you could untie me so we could move faster? It might make travel easier to do."

He watches her closely, not knowing what she is thinking. Watching her body is have a very vivid response on his cock. He hopes she doesn't mind waiting...
 
She smiled at him, "I'm not very hungry, I usually just eat as I go. I simple figured you'd need the rest and are used to more regular eating times." I had been thinking about untying him, and the way he said it was in a reassuring tone. She prepared the leftovers for travel and set to removing the restraints.
 
As she removed the restraints, Bart rubs each area as it opens to the air. "Thank you. I promise I won't run, that is unless you want to move quickly."

Bart smiles at that last comment. He reaches for the pack to help carry stuff, stopping as he remembers his nakedness. "umm. Do you have some clothes or something so I can help carry waht we need?"
 
She laughed, she had not realized she had soprt of been treating him like an animal, and looked through for some appropriate garb, as his had been semi destroyed earlier. She offered him clothing and took the pack herself, not that she didn't trust him, but she felt he would be able to keep up better without any encumberments.

"I'll carry everything for now."

(i'm watching my nieces this week, their mom, my sis in law had surgery and has ten pound weight restriction and needs to rest, so my posting might be more sporadic than usual)
 
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Bart quickly put on the clothes. "Thank you for the clothes. I'm no weakling. I can help a bit if you want."

Bart offered but knew he would be refused. She started off and Bart walked with her. "Why don't we go a bit faster?"

Bart started to jog, smiling.
 
The turn about in his attitude was amazing, and she almost cautioned him about stealth and pacing but decided that they were in no immediate danger and a nice run might be good for both of them, especially as she had had him tied up for what seemed like several days. She merely smiled and took lead weaving through the forrest listening carefully for the sound of him crashing through behind her.

For the first time in a long time she was happy.
 
Bart did his best to keep up with her but she was fast. She was getting hard to follow. Bart realized he was started to get winded. He slows to a stop leaning against a tree, hoping she will realize he stopped.

Bart slides down, sitting on the ground, breathing heavily, waiting for the Amazon to come to him.
 
She noticed he had stopped and feeling impish, she moved into the trees climbing up and moving along, quietly sneaking up on him watching him lean against a tree. She watched him for a while before descending down the tree to sneak up on him and lightly kissed him on the shoulder.

"Would you like something to drink?" as she offered him her canteen.
 
Bart jumped slightly, but remained seated. She completely surprised him with that kiss. He turns and smiles at her. "only if you are certain you want to share it with me."

He reaches over and touches her. Her tight skin catches his attention right away. He looks up and down her truly noticing how muscular she is. Bart whispers to her without thinking. "You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen."
 
She flexed slightly at the compliment, "Thank you. You're a good specimen yourself." She wasn't sure how to respond, the proper etiquiete of male female interactions still eluded her. Her body was covered in a sheen of sweet, her clothing only covering the bare essentials.
 
Bart

Bart couldn't help but stare at the perfection before him. "How much farther to the cave you wish to stop at? Maybe tonight I can make you feel pleasure willingly. Although, if you still want to tie me up, I guess I can stand that."

He reaches up and touches her face lightly. "I am willing to do what you wish tonight."
 
His words were so odd, to make her do something willingly. It was doublespeak and she decided that life in towns and cities must require the ability to lie at will. He was such a contradiction, and luckily she had figured on his lack of stamina and had picked a place far closer than had she been on her own. She did have a perverse desire to tie him up again but merely smiled, "I'd like to travel while it is still light out. We should be there by sun down."

Her hand rested on his shoulder and she stepped in closer. "I look forward to the experience."
 
Bart

"I look forward to the experience."

Bart looked at her with an odd smile, wondering what she meant He looked into her eyes and almost lost himself in them. When he finally recovered to his own form, he spoke to her. "Perhaps we should stop this little bit of flirting and get moving."

He put his hand on her arm as she lowered it from his shoulder. "I will do whatever you wish tonight. Tie me up if you want, even for just love making. Perhaps it will make it easier on you that way."

He watched her turn and start off and he followed as close behind as he could. Her pace seemed almost playfully fast. Bart knew he was wearing quickly. Then she slowed and walked towards a cave. Bart followed her in. It was small but would be more than enough for the two of them to do anything but stand. "Would you like some help getting everything ready for the evening?
 
She smiled, "Can you cook?" she spread out her pack and such and set up an area for a fire and a place to sleep. "I'll go see if I can gather some fresh wood and meat, if you'll get things set up here."

The cave was long abandonned but it still had a musky animal smell that was not entirely unpleasant. She stretched and pulled out a hatchet.
 
She found greenwood easily enough and gathered enough for a cooking fire as well as heat for the night and some extra to leave behind. When she returned he had a small smoky fire going and something smelled reasonably good. She had a fresh kill and had neatly butchered the carcass and set it down to watch him cook.
 
Bart

OOC: I'll try to remember what was in the lost post (my last) but I can't guarentee I got it right. Darn Upgrade....

IC: Bart quickly mixes the meat into a stew, cuting it to perfect size. He watches Manilanne out of the corner of his eye, uncertain of how she will react. He stirs the stew and glances up, seeing a tree whose roots are very tastey. He turns arround, digs through a pack briefly and finds a shovel.

He walks over to the tree and digs out a few roots, carrying them back. He only has a couple and sets them by the pot. After a bit of cleaning and cutting they join the meat and other food he found in the pot. It only takes him a few minutes more to finish the stew. "It appears to be done. Would you like a taste?"

Bart scoops out a bit in a spoon and offers it to the Amazon.
 
She watched him, he was actually not bad, he knew his way around a stew pot and for some reason she was thinking of him in terms of what he could teach their children....which lead to her thinking of making children. She was glad the darkened cave concealed her features and she had set up their sleeping spot and when he offered her a spoonful she opened her mouth and whispered, "Okay." For a moment she thought of poison by then it was too late and she'd already was chewing.
 
Bart

Bart watched her eat the food and smile. He knew how good it tasted. He got out two bowls and a second spoon, dishing it out for the two of them. He hands one bowl to her with the new spoon and sits back to eat his.

After supper, Bart cleans up the bowls and spoons with a bit of water, getting them all clean. He packs everything up, noticing no left overs. It turned out to be very tastey. Once he has everything packed, he comes back over to the Amazon. "I guess I am yours for the rest of the evening."
 
"Actually you are mine for the rest of your life." It was a gentle reminder and she did find it quite useful to have him around she didn't have to deal with trivial things like cleaning up. She always prefered hunting duty to cooking or cleaning. She only know realized how tough it was to be a tribe of one, to be alone, to have to do everything for herself.

She hadn't thought about how much she relied on the rest of her tribe for support and she quickly put the thoughts of the dead behind her and focused on the living and making the evening enjoyable.

She took a moment to scatter the fire so it would provide warmth for the night and little else. She slowly removed her clothing, "I hope you are not tired."
 
Bart

Bart looked at her nervously, uncertain of why she asked if he was tired. "Well, I'm not tired yet but something tells me, I might be before the end of the night."

He quickly removes the clothes and heads over to the area where the bedroll was spread for him. "How would you like me tonight? Make use of me as you wish."
 
She smiled a little shy, things had been awkward, she had been stubborn, he had been stubborn. Now that she was faced with a willing Bart she wasn't quite sure what to do with him, she had tried drugging him, commanding him, coercing him, practically forcing him, and now she was not sure where to start.

It was easier when he wasn't cooperating, she laid down and gestured for him to join her, she recalled how it had felt to have his mouth upon her body. Just the memory made her skin tingle and started things. "Let's get to know each others bodies tonight." It was a statement as her hand ran up her side caressing her breasts inviting him to touch her.
 
Bart

Bart slowly moves over to her and brushes his fingers over her skin lightly. He leans in and lightly kisses her on the lips. As his lips leave hers he speaks softly, "Are you sure you want me free like this? I would be more than willing to be tied up if you think it would help you get more enjoyment out of tonight."

As bart speaks, he slides his hand down her chest, rubbing each breast softly.
 
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