The Witchwood

[Vagrant]

Hey you

"Ye'll get no complaint from me woman." He assured her, as he continued to eat his food. Finishing that plate took him slightly longer than the first.

"So now I 'ave no duty to perform for the next bit. Hmph, stupid meghan using her witching ways tae lead the Captain and her Highness right tae me and the wench."

 

[Katerinna]

Lirael

Her eyes flickered open and shut quickly.. she cant help but blush more and more every passing moment. Her tiny little body pressing against his mighty dark one. Lirael caresses her fingers over his naked chest, sucking on her bottom lip as she thinks of a way for him to take her. Her mind wanders back to dreams, so many of them, where he takes her over and over again, in every possibly imagined way. Before her mind will explode with ideas she shuts her eyes and feels his voice in her mind.

He was hers.. it didnt matter.. so she confidently stuck out her chin and said to him "Master, the way of it is yours.. Take me every way You wish. As long as You take it, I will be sated! Every dream wish and fantasy Master, use it on me.. I yearn to feel you in my loins. But I care not how you do it"

With that she hugged her body into his chest and sighed softly, Her little fingers digging into the flesh under his trousers. Stroking the width of his hips she murmured as her lips pressed against his shoulder in tiny little kisses.

 

[StarChylde]

Ivy

"Ye'll get no complaint from me woman."

She'd seen to that over the course of Hamish's assignment here at the castle. Keep a man well-fed, and you could get him well under your thumb. Worked for her mother, should work for her too.

"So now I 'ave no duty to perform for the next bit. Hmph, stupid meghan using her witching ways tae lead the Captain and her Highness right tae me and the wench."

Fetching his third (and final, unless she missed her guess) plate and setting it before him, she tsked quietly and shook her head, perhaps an understanding.

"A man should `ave work tae fill his days with."

 

[Vagrant]

Hamish

Hamish was not a man to be under any woman's thumb. Raised by his father to think a woman's place was in the kitchen, barefoot being unimportant, and pregnant only occasionally. Though he was still very appreciative of the food.

The third plate went down much slower than either the first or the second and it was plain to see he was quite done eating.

"Aye, work or some other pursuit to pass the time."

 

[Niamh]

THIS THREAD IS NOW OFFICIALLY CLOSED

for reorganization. Some serious casting issues necessitate this action. My thanks to all who participated, and all who read along as the story (I hesitate to use this term) unfolded. I have learned a great deal from this exercise. Mostly about how not to run a thread! *wink*

When next you see The Witchwood, I hope it will be as a phoenix rising from the ashes...and not as firewood being quietly consumed.

Cheers,

Niamh