The Road is Long

[sallythescorpian]

It had been quite a while since Bronwyn had had the opportunity to pick out clothing at a store. Usually it was some fabric at the castle, and they made their own, so this was a treat.

He had said, a few items, how many was that, she wondered. There was some fine quality clothing her, but she did not want to be gready. She selected a wool shawl, a square about ten feet square, which could wrap her entire body. She also selected two dresses, both of which buttoned to the neck, and fell to the ankle, with long sleves, and one corset, which was worn over the dress to cinch the waist in . All the items were totally demure, plain, and fucntional. She did not want him to expect that she was going to cost him money!

She handed the items to the shop keeper, as Irving was browsing about the store, and she indicated that they must meet with his approval, if they were to buy them.

 

[Frags]

He watched her as she gathered the clothes she wanted and brought them to the counter. One by one they disappointed him. When he thought she was through, he approached her. Nearing his mouth to her ear her whispered softly, “No, those won’t do. If I’m traveling with a woman I want to know for a fact she is a woman.” Then he backed away and looked toward the less practical areas of the store.

“There,” he pointed where a few prostitutes were lingering to find their wear. “You’ll choose your new clothes from that area. Disappoint me a second time and you won’t have a choice at all. Hm. Maybe you’ll wear nothing at all,” he dared to add as he looked at her. “But at least you’ll have protection and be fed.”

Irving walked toward the counter, telling the man behind it to return the clothes the girl had brought to him. “And before we buy,” Irving added to the girl, “I want to see you in them. No use buying if they’re not going to fit.”

 

[sallythescorpian]

Bronwyn's heart sank, as Irving indicated the clothing she was to be allowed. She eyed the whores with disdain. Their dresses, were cut so low, the tops of their nipples were on show, and a deep breath, would pop them out.

She looked through the various items, trying to select the least provocative items, and eventually selected two dresses, and an overdress corset. There wasnt a fitting room, so she stood at the back of the store, and quickly stripped off her clothing and donned the more conservative of the two dresses. It was red, and cut very low, and was a little too tight across her ample chest, her breasts bulging out over the neckline of the bodice. She twirled and showed him the dress. this was without the corset, which would push her breasts up even more.

The second dress was forrest green, and a little short, showing her ankles. but it had a square neckline, showing her shoulders, and the upper half of her breasts. The dress in and of itself, was not too over the top, but, at two sizes too small across the chest, her big breasts totally bulged out, and constantly threatened to overspill.

At least the shawl would give an appearance of propriety, until it came off, and it would shield her agains the cold!!

She looked at Irving, and hoped he would say the dresses were far to provocative, and select some fo the "ladies" dresses for her instead!!

 

[Frags]

When Bronwyn disappeared to the rear, Irving followed her. There he stood before her, watching her change from one outfit to the next. He wasn’t too critical of the first when but she slipped on the green dress he decided it wasn’t enough.

Irving was satisfied enough that he wasn’t going to pick out her clothing just yet; he’d give her another shot since she chose the red dress and corset that appealed to him. “We can keep the red one but find something more revealing than the green dress. And don’t be shy about it.” Then he spoke loud enough for the two girls to hear, “You weren’t shy when you were sucking on me last night and this morning.”

He only spoke those words to embolden her and perhaps to embarrass her a little, too. Enjoying some of the nervousness he saw in her the previous night he wanted to see if he could bring it back a little. “And while you’re looking around,” he added, “find a few pieces of revealing undergarments. You’ll be wearing those as well. Choose wisely otherwise we’ll have those girls over there picking both your under and outerwear.”

 

[sallythescorpian]

Bronwyn felt her colour rise, her breasts reddening, and then it flushed up over her, her face burning with shame, as she felt the eyes of the two whores swing to her. She rummaged around through the various dresses, and finally find a colbalt blue one. She tried it on. It was quite tight on her, fitting snugly to her body, but pulling tight across her breasts, with the neckline cut low, her breasts spilling out over the top. She was bright red, her eyes down, as she noticed the stares not just from the two whore, but from another man and woman who had entered the store.

She began to remove the dress, and then realised that she would have to wriggle out of it, in order to get it off. This caused her tits to bounce around quite freely. Quickly she donned her original dress, as the couple were heading toward their area of the store.

She looked at under things, unsure what to pick out, finally picking up two corsets which would be worn under a dress, they laced at the back, pulling in her waist, and lifted her breasts, but neither covered her nipples. She turned to Irving questioningly, and handed him the items.

 

[Frags]

Irving enjoyed watching her squirm with the dresses, her reaction when the attention was cast on her. Doing his best to keep it hidden he watched her as she went through the clothes until she found a blue dress. Standing with his arms crossed, he watched her changed realizing that these were the first times that he saw any part of her flesh aside from her face and hands.

Deciding she’d probably had enough and that he had to get on the road he spoke, “Looks good. Don’t worry, I’ll have you work it off later.” He grinned at that as he took what she handed him. “Put on the clothes you walked in here with and meet me at the counter.”

Carrying the clothes under his arm he wasn’t going to wait for her to follow. Setting the clothes on the counter he let the man behind there sift through with, now and then with questionable glances given to the girl who walked in with Irving. Small chatter erupted between Irving and the salesman about the price and the possibility of exchanging the girl's original clothes for the newer ones for a reduced price.

 

[sallythescorpian]

Bronwyn had just rearranged her conservative quality clothing on her body, her large breasts no longer prominantly on display. Irving was at the front of the store, and the couple and the whores watched her with blatant interest, ovbioualy wondering what her relationship with Irving comprised of.

She joined him at the counter where he was negotiating with the shoopkeep as to the value of the garment he was purchasing, bronwyn kept her eyes downcast and stayed out of it!

She heard Irving suggest that her existing dress could be offset against the new cloying, and to her horror, the shopkeeper circled the counter, where he spent the next ten minutes examining every inch of the dress. He checked all the seams, he lifted the hem high and examined the stitching, oblivious to the fact that he was exposing her lower body, and worst of all he put his hands inside he bodice, chencking that too!!

 

[Frags]

Irving looked to the girl as she came toward the counter. Then, as the salesman came around the counter he inspected the girl’s dress, her fabric and type. His interest in the girl herself wasn’t lost but at last he returned to the other side of the counter, offering a new, lowered price. Irving could pay it but he wasn't finished yet.

Turning his attention toward Bronwyn, Irving spoke, “Remove your panties and put them on the counter.” Then as he waited for Bronwyn to carry out his order, Irving returned to the salesman, “She’s been playing with herself all night in them. That ought to lower the price a little more.”

Irving didn’t care if it lowered the total cost by only a single coin, he just wanted to see her reaction. And if they were on the road during the day and the urge suddenly struck him, he didn’t want anything to get in his way. He was simply going to take what he wanted when he wanted it.

Then Irving added almost as an afterthought, “Her scent should still be strong.”

 

[sallythescorpian]

Humiliated, Bronwyn slid her hands under her skirts, as she glanced frantically around, to see if any one was watching. Several people were, and she looked imploringly back at Irving, who was once again loudly telling the shop keeper that there would be a strong scent of her from her underware!!

Now, her over-riding urge was to get out of there!! She hooked her fingers in her underware, and quickly pulled them down her legs, and took her feet out, quickly balling up her knickers and setting them on the counter. Her place was bright red, and she felt as though the heat from her face, was warming the store.

Irving smiled in response to something the shop keeper had said, which she had missed, as her focus was elsewhere. She caught Irving's attention, frantic, unable to endure much more shame.

"please, can we go now??" she hoped he wasnt going to now sell her conservative dress!!

 

[Frags]

Irving was leaning against the counter, listening to the salesman’s response as he watched Bronwyn slip off her panties. He couldn’t help but get some satisfaction out of her humiliation. When she set them on the counter top, begging him to leave he had one more idea.

“With these new clothes, money’s going to be a little tight but I’ll give you the choice on what to do,” Irving began speaking to Bronwyn. Yes, he was finally going to give her a choice. “You can either sell the clothes you’re wearing now and slip into one of your new sets and eat tonight or you can keep your clothes but you’ll be getting the same thing for lunch and dinner as you got for breakfast. The decision is up to you.”

Irving had enough money to buy her food even without selling her dress but he wasn’t going to let her know that fact. He was going to make her choose. He was going to make her decide. No matter which one she ended up choosing it was going to end in his pleasure. “Which is it going to be?”

 

[sallythescorpian]

Bronwyn was both starving and burning with humiliation. What a choice he had given her!! Continued to pretty much stare or sell her dress. She had the horrible feeling that she would be wearing those revealing dresses from here on out, she would have no option is she sold her dress!!!

Finally, her stomach growled and clenched empty and hungry, and making the decision for her.

"I'll trade in my dress" she spoke quietly to Irving. "It's a really good one, good quality too, and well cut, and made by an excellent dressmaker" this was directed at the shop keeper. Then to Irving, "where can I go to change?" she asked him, looking around hopefully.

 

[Frags]

Irving was surprised that she’d turn in her dress. It was true he wouldn’t have minded seeing her in them but the wind was cold in the night... and sometimes, even during the day. When she asked him for a place to change he smirked, “You’re looking at it. Right here. This place doesn’t have a changing room. And we can’t go back to the inn because the room’s probably already been sold out to the next person. You’ll have to strip down right here and take off your dress if you want it that badly.”

He tried sounding sorrowful for her but he didn’t know if he was convincing enough. Truthfully, he didn’t care. What was on his mind was if she were going to go through with it, stripping down right there in front of everyone. After all, it was a choice between one more day of hunger compared with instant humiliation of being naked in front of several people.

“Its still up to you if you want to change your mind,” Irving added at the end, reminding her of the option.

 

[sallythescorpian]

Bronwyn wanted to change her mind, to keep the dress. But she was ravenous, and she could not pass up lunch and dinner. If it had been at all tolerable for her to do so, she would have kept the dress. Especially as Irving wanted her to strip off right there in the shop, in front of everyone.

The shop keeper was leering at her, and the three whores from the back of the store were standing close by watching her, and the couple that had entered were now hovering nearby trying to see what exactly was going on! Bronwyn told herself that she had already taken off her dress, of course, then she had been sheilded by some of the other clothes for sale, and she had had her underware on. Now, even that was gone.

If she took off her dress, she had nothing save her boots under it. Her stomach protested once again, just in case she was to opt for his offered meals of cum, and she took a deep breath to steady herself, and unbuttoned the bodice of her dress, before she slipped it off her shoulders, and stepped out of it. She was totally nude, and she held the dress in front of her, and stood with her back to the counter. She heard a gasp from the woman, of the couple that were watching, and she squeezed her eyes tighter in shame, as colour flooded her chest, neck and face.

Suddenly, the shop keeper took the dress from her, causing her to burn brighter, and she put one arm across her full breasts, trying and failing to sheild them from view and the other hand she used to sheild her pussy, as much as was possible, from the searching eyes of all present.

 

[Frags]

Irving stood, watching her as she changed out of her clothes. He glanced toward one of the dresses on the counter that had been picked out, saying, “Don’t you want to put one of those on?” And then he leaned in toward her, his lips near her ear, “If you don’t hurry up I’m going to fuck you senseless in front of all these people.”

Pulling away even he had to wonder if he was serious. It was certainly an interesting proposition and he was sure it’d speed up her actions as Irving turned to the man, laying out pieces of coin to pay for the amended price of the new dresses. “And by the way, there are rules to drinking during meals,” Irving added almost as an afterthought as he returned his attention to Bronwyn. “I’ll tell them to you once we return to that tavern.”

Then he looked around toward everyone else, seeing what their reactions were to this wonderful treat stripping in the clothing store. By the looks on their faces he doubted she’d have to fear anyone going to the authorities, if such a thing even existed in this outpost. “Well?” he asked. “Are you going to hurry?”

 

[sallythescorpian]

Bronwyn put out her hand, the one that had been covering her breasts, and grabbed the blue dress. Quickly she tried but her haste made her clumbsy, and it took her much longer than usual to clothe herself! Finally, she had the dress on, and began to lace up the bodice, pulling it tighter than she should, but wanting desperately to cover herself!

The dress in question was designed for a blouse to be worn under it, but Bronwyn had none, and therefore a whole lot more of her chest was on display than would normally be the case. She grabbed her shawl, and wrapped it around her, delighted that she was going to be eating this afternoon, and visions of meats, cheeses and breads, flashed before her mind!!

She kept her eyes downcast for the remainder of their time in the clothing store, not wanting to see the lecherous looks of the two men present, and the censorous look of the married woman, or the mockery of the whores. She waited quietly, while Irving paid the bill.

 

[Frags]

Irving watched her amusingly struggle with the dress. Only when she finally pulled it completely on did he return his attention to the salesman, “Can you hold onto the rest of these until the morning? We’ll be staying across the street at the inn for one more night. I’ll be back for them in the morning,” Irving spoke as he slid the clothes across the counter. The man took them with both hands, hiding them underneath the counter.

Looking toward Bronwyn with a smirk, Irving spoke, “Let’s go and find lunch. There are a few things you must realize,” he continued as he began to leave the store to return to the inn, “a meal here isn’t like a meal in the castle. You’ll get a meat and a potato. That’s what this country is and that’s what’s affordable. Also, a meal doesn’t come with a drink. A meal is something you eat. However I’ll be having a drink while we eat. If you want a drink, then you’ll ask me but you should be mindful that I only drink hard drinks. If I decide to give you a drink then I’ll take a sip from the mug, you’ll put your lips to mine, parting them just a little. Then I’ll release the drink from my mouth into yours.”

He smiled to himself as he stepped into the inn, finding them a table. Taking a seat he ordered the two meals and one drink, just as he said he would. Irving wasn’t doing this just to make her cheeks redden, to embarrass her. If he was going to have to stick his neck on the line to protect her once they got out on the road, then he was going to get all the worth out of her he could. He wasn’t even going to mention that they wouldn’t be having dinner.

 

[sallythescorpian]

Bronwyn's stomach growled at the mear thought of meat and potato!!! She imagined she could smell it as she and Irving crossed the road, and entered the inn. She kept her shawl wrapped tightly about her to sheild what she thought of as her obscenely exposed body, from public view.

Irving ordered up the meal and her mouth watered!! When finally the simple fare arrived she fell on it with an unseemly enthuasiam, tearing chunks out of the meat and thoroughly enjoying it!!

Soon, of course she was thirsty, and asked Irving for a drink!

 

[Frags]

As they sat down he ordered their meals which arrived quickly. Their midday was busy and their cook must’ve been working nonstop as Irving stared at his exposed follower with a smirk. What she had already done for him and they hadn’t even gone anywhere.

When the food arrived he began eating in silence and at a much slower pace than Bronwyn. Every now and again he’d turn his eyes upward to look at her. There was some happiness in him that she was enjoying what she had, in a sense, paid for.

Although when she turned to him asking him for a drink he turned his attention to her, thinking. At last he took a drink from his mug, holding it’s contents in his mouth as he returned his eyes to her. If she wanted it that badly, he was going to make her come and get it. The other people eating would probably wonder what in the world she was thinking.

 

[sallythescorpian]

Bronwyn realised that he was serious, that he was actually going to make her drink from his mouth. She blushed and wondered what people were going to think! It would look like he was kissing her!

She waited, as he sipped from his drink, and then she finally realised that it was worse, she was going to have to stand and reach to him. It would look like she was getting up in the midst of her meal to kiss him!! Blushing furiously, she calculated just how thirsty she was, and finally decided that she was, and she stood, and bent, putting her mouth to his, and sucking the tiny amout of strong liquour from his mouth.

Bronwyn almost chocked on it, the strong liquour a shock to her. She sat, and then continued her meal. Four more times, during the rest of her meall, she had to repeat the proceedure. Her shawl fell open as she bent, and her tits were barely contained, and she could hear people wondering whether or not she was a whore!

 

[Frags]

Irving was finding a lot of joy coming out of embarrassing this enclosed castle girl. He was beginning to show her the real world and how things worked. At least the way he wanted them to work.

When she came forward his eyes averted from hers toward her hovering tits. He’d taken a good view of them before but they were worth a second look. Only when her lips came against his for the first time did he return his full attention to her, opening his mouth just enough to flood the alcohol from his mouth into hers. Then with a content smile on his face he watched her return to her seat before resuming his eating.

They’d do this four more times throughout the meal before he had finished. And he looked at her, “Are you through, too? If you are we can head upstairs and you can work off some of that meal. Unless you’d like to do it down here. You’ve shown off your body to enough people today, why not a few more?" he teased her as he began to rise from his chair.

 

[sallythescorpian]

“Are you through, too? If you are we can head upstairs and you can work off some of that meal. Unless you’d like to do it down here. You’ve shown off your body to enough people today, why not a few more?"

Bronwyn felt the colour drain from her face! Surely not! Did Irving have no shame? Most of the people eating and drinking in the Inn were watching her, sure no doubt that she was a whore, dressed as she was, and behaving as she was. If he made her do that, she would surely die of shame!!

When he stood, she shrank back into her seat a little, worried as to what was coming, but as he turned for the stairs, she lept to her feet, and hurried after him!! "Thank you !" she cried to him, "Thank you , yes let us go upstairs to your room!" and belatedly she realised that half the tavern had heard her comment, and with out the benefit of having heard Irving's comments, it sounded like she had propositioned him!! head bowed, she hurried after him, avoiding everyone's stare!

 

[Frags]

Irving couldn’t help but chuckle as he heard her running after him. Hadn’t she known how loud she was? She had to have known but it made it all the more amusing to him as he retrieved his key from the counter, then climbed the stairs. Walking down the hall they ended up at his same room. So maybe he wasn’t being entirely truthful with her but he didn’t have to be. He was providing protection, she was providing a service.

Pressing the key into the weakened lock he opened it, allowing her inside as he moved in behind her. Shutting the door and securing it with the a lock he placed the key in his pocket as he turned toward her. “Alright,” he began, “this is what you’re going to do.”

Crossing his arms over his chest he looked over her body, “You’re going to work off that meal you just ate and tomorrow we’ll be heading out. Whenever, wherever I want you on the road, that’s where I’ll take you. If we run into any trouble, I’ll protect you.” Though Irving was confident that the road wouldn’t be as dangerous considering the direction they headed. The real danger came from the refugees, of which Bronwyn was a part of, and he was headed in the other direction.

“Now, strip your clothes off and step out of them. Then move to the bed and lie down on your back. I’m not going to take it slow or easy on you. Until we reach where we need to go, you’re my toy. Understood? Now start moving.”

 

[sallythescorpian]

"Until we reach where we need to go, you’re my toy."


What exactly did he mean by that, thought Bronwyn. Was he planning on discarding her as soon as he reached his destination. Was she to be cast out again? She decided that she better try even harder to please him, to try to make him want to keep her. She had been terrified on her own, and anything was preferable to that, and he had been a man of his word, and her belly was now full of meat and potato.

Hurrying to comply, she shucked off her new dress, and being naked underneath anyway, was nude and lying on the bed as he instructed in next to no time. He had said he would not take it easy on her, but having no frame of reference, she did not know what to expect. While at the castle, she had seen women cry out with pleasure, and cry out in agony, so she wondered which response she should give. She had thought that well bred women, would not enjoy the act, to copulate soley for the purposes of producing an heir, but, she had heard those same women, join with other men, and seemingly revel in the experience, so with a mix of trepidation and anticipation, she waited to see what Irving would do next.

 

[Frags]

Irving watched her move with incredible speed as she leapt from her clothes and into the bed, completely nude. He wondered exactly how much experience she had. Yes, she had said she was completely deaf, blind and dumb in everything that went on between a man and a woman but could he trust her word? It wasn’t of great concern to him but it did pique his curiosity. Then he decided it was time to test her bounds and break through them.

As he walked along the side of the bed, his hand trailed behind him against her inner leg, then thigh. It made him smirk a little as he realized they hadn’t even exchanged names. Irving wasn’t curious nor did he care. Bronwyn was with him for one purpose and one purpose only and that was to put out like a whore working overtime.

Passing his hand over her pussy and continuing up her stomach, he let it rest there as he spoke, “Open your mouth and stick out your tongue. Keep it that way until I tell you different.” There was a look in his eye as he turned away from her, walking toward the foot of the bed, “And keep your eyes staring at the ceiling.” He was going to leave her in that position for a while, seeing if she’d be able to comply with his order the whole time.

Then he began removing his clothes and boots. It was the only sound in the room, surely she’d be able to hear the commotion. And as he looked over her body he couldn’t help but feel his excitement build.

 

[sallythescorpian]

The idea that Bronwyn had of the sex act between a man and woman was nothing like this. From bits she had seen an heard, it involved a man lying on top of a woman heaving and grunting, while the woman beneth his cried out. Bronwyn guess that this was due, partially at least, to his weight on top of her, crushing her and pinning her down.

She had certainly never seen or heard of someone having to put out their tongue, and leave it out! Very soon, the air had dried the saliva from her tongue, and her mouth became uncomfortable, but still she maintained her position. She kept her eyes on the ceiling, although she really wanted to look behind her to see what Irving was doing!!