The young bride.

[H'venlee]

I cannot help but enjoy the time with Jean Claude. His touch is soft and loving as we hold to each other, wasting away the afternoon in the little cottage.

But too soon he whispers, “Jehanne the hour grows late and we must dry and return to the Chateau.”

I pout a bit, unhappy that our time alone must end. I brush back the curls that have escaped my upswept hair. I feel his hand on my chin.

"Now now... I will have none of that. Just remember that this is just the beginning."

I smile at him as he helps me up out of the tub. I pat across the floor to where the towels lay, grabbing one of them. I walk back to Jean, water still dripping from my body. As he steps out, I wrap the towel around him, rubbing at his skin. I love the feel of his muscles rippling beneath my hands, and I take extra care to dry every bit of him.

 

[cgraven]

Jehanne is a vision of beauty as she rise from the bathe, her body glistening in the late afternoon light ,. She holds a towel open to me and I step forward to let her dry me. I know this is what she needs most at this moment An I will always give Jehanne what she needs and desires, even when she is not sure of her own desires.

My hand strokes her hair as Jehanne kneels to dry my legs and manhood, My eyes smile down at her when she lifts her face to me at my touch.

“I am well pleased with you my love”

I dry Jeanne and dress her in her riding habit then pull on my own things as her nimble fingers “French braid her damp hair.

I Give Jehanne a leg up as we mount our steeds. And ride home in the fading light..

(Ah what will be Jehanne next adventure in this new world she has entered)

 

[H'venlee]

Jean helps me up onto my mount, and we ride back to the stables. I watch the sun fading into the horizon and wonder what the rest of the night has in store.

He has shown me so much this day, but my body and mind ache for more. Each bump to the saddle rubs against me, sending shocks of awareness through my body. Places in me that I never knew could be, are sore, but in a delectable way.

We reach the stables and he helps me down, his hands lingering on my waist as me kisses the back of my neck. The groom tales the reins from us and leads the horses back to their stalls for the night.

Jean takes my hand, pulling me gently up to the chateau. I smile a bit quizically at him, wondering what he is up to. He gently coaxes me up to the bedroom. I do look forward to changing out of the riding habit and into something a bit more comfortable for dinner.

Instead, Jean pulls me to the bed. He sits down, pulling me close so that his face rests perfectly on my breast. I hug him too me, so happy at all he has shown me today.

He lifts me off of my feet and pulls me down on top of his body, his hands caressing me. So strong and gentle is his touch. His love for me shows in his eyes. I want to give him something, anything to show that I love him just as much.

"What is it you want my dove?" Jean lips brushing mine so sweetly.

"I want to please you. Tell me what I need to do." My eyes plead with him. "I want to do as you wish."

 

[cgraven]

Alone in our bed chamber I lifts Jehanne off of her feet, pull her to me, her supple body on top of mine and again I enjoy the feel of her, as her wait presses down on me, her breasts so firm, so tantalizing crushed to my me. My hands caress Jehanne, my touch soft and tender , yearning and rough reflecting my need for her, my eyes speak the love my tongue can not find words for my all consuming need for her.

"What is it you want my dove?"

My lips brush Jehanne’s in a kiss so sweetly, and tender

"I want to please you. Tell me what I need to do."

Her eyes plead with me.

"I want to do as you wish."

There was such a longing in my heart at her pleas that my heart ached to give her what she needed. A guiding hand, to meet the yearning of her young body thirsting for ever new and more stimulating sensations.

“Jehanne strip for me, remove your boots, make it slow and seductive,and tell me what you feel.”

 

[H'venlee]

I slidee off of Jean Claude's warm hard body, to stand a step back from the edge of the bed. He shifts a bit, resting his head on one of his hands, waiting and watching.

I slowly take off one of the leather boots, and place it softly on the floor. I look deep into his eyes. "I am scared."

He says nothing, just watches me intently.

I grab hold of the heel to the other boot, pulling a bit, since it is being stubborn to pull of. Finally it slides across my foot. I place it next to its mate and look up at him again. He has not moved, but his eyes question me.

"You have shown me things I have never seen or felt before."

I slip off the heavy velvet coat, letting it move with a whisper down my arms. I place it on a nearby chair, turning from him for just a moment, thinking before I speak again.

"I love you Jean, as I have never loved before, and with a passion so new to me."

My hands reach for the buttons of my blouse, and one by one I undo them, tell him my thoughts and feelings.

"I find you so attractive."
"You make me feel so alive."
"My mind whirls with desires."
"I ache to feel your touch."
"Your words fire my passion."

The shirt slips from my shoulders, and I cuddle up into it, smiling at you as you watch me so intently. I take if off the rest of the way, letting it dangle from my fingertip as is saunter over to place it neatly atop of the coat.

Staying where I am, with my back to him, I slowly undo my trousers and wiggle my hips out of the clingy material. It hugs my skin as I gently tug it down, bending to push it past my knees and then off my feet, making sure to pick it up and lay it neatly on everything else.

"I feel like a child, everything is so new and exciting."

Clad only in my bra and panties now, I turn back to him. Lust shows in his eyes as I slowly walk back to him, my hips swaying with each step. Stopping just a step away from the bed, I unhook my lacy black bra, holding it to my breast for a moment before letting it fall to the floor.

"I want to do as you wish."

My fingertips hook in the waistband of my black panties, sliding slowly back and forth. His eyes watch each move. I feel so in control, so free. I know he wants me, and is waiting to have me.

I work them down just a bit, showing him a hint of my curls. His hand reaches out to touch them, just a whisper of a touch. His eyes are fixed on me as I slowly edge to panties lower and lower, until they fall down my legs to my feet.

I lean forward just a bit, my breast almost brushing at your lips as I whisper to you.

"I want to please you."

 

[cgraven]

I delight in Jehanne’s striptease the way she tease me as she takes off her riding breeches, her playful taunting as she removes her lace panties.

I love the feel of her fine auburn fleece, firry like her passions, Her sweet firm breasts, just a breath away, as Jehanne bends to whisper.

"I want to please you."

My hand cups Jehanne’s face and I lean to kiss her as I draw her lips to mine. Yes she pleases me so, yet she needs new and ever more excitement for her newly awaken sexuality, and this I’ll give her, I will care for all her needs,. I am her husband and her master. Our lips pull reluctantly part as I break or Kiss. Jehanne must never believe she is in control. She is yet to young for such a heavy responsibility.

“Jehanne place your hands your hands behind you in the small of your back, spread your feet apart and do not move unless I give you permission………….Do you understand My Dove?”

My voice is gentle, soft and tender but carries the unmistakable note of command. My eyes smile into hers letting her know how pleased I am with her.

 

[H'venlee]

"Do you understand My Dove?” His voice is gentle yet stern.

I quiver hearing the command, but his eyes show a pleasent light and I relax with the knowledge that I did right by him. "Yes Jean."

I do as he asks, grasping one hand with the other behind me. I can feel myself trembling a bit, not in fear, but in anticipation of what he is going to show me.

My feet are planted firmly, my toes curling into the deep pile carpeting. I inhale deeply, gathering my strength for what I need to do.

 

[cgraven]

My “Little Dove" makes me so proud of her, as she follows my instructions to the letter, the position thrust her proud, firm young breast out and up.

“ My dove your obedience please me so hold your head high, for you are my pride and joy.”

I casual lean forward on the bed my hand lazily, reaches out as Jehanne’s body quivers in anticipation of the unknown. My fingers lightly trace little fleeting patterns on her inner thighs, first one then the other my touch is so light it just stirs the valet hair of Jehanne’s inner thigh I blow softly and her auburn fleece dances in my hot moist breath

 

[H'venlee]

"You are my pride and joy.” These words make me smile as I do hold my chin up, feeling my back straighten more.

I imagine how I must look to him, standing naked before him. My skin flushed with the wonder. My nipples harden, waiting for his touch.

And his touch comes to me. So light I barely feel his fingertips moving along my thigh. I am aware of the little bumps forming on my skin as he moves along.

Then a warm breeze drifts across my sex. I look at his face, his lips parted enough to blow a gentle wind to ruffle the hairs.

I smile once more. The look in his eyes stirs my heart. I am in awe of the strength that is in him, and my heart warms with my love for him.

 

[cgraven]

“ My Dove” I did not tell you to move did I?”

My eyes hold Jehanne’ and there is a sadness in mine.

“ I must punish you know for you moved without permission”

Jehanne must learn that in this game I am in total control.

“Chin up love, and say not a word.”

I rise circling Jehanne coming in and out of her line of sight. I knew I must discipline her but, also tantalize her as well. I never want her to associate my hand with the pain of discipline. Then I spy her riding crop on the chair by the door where she had dropped it when we returned. I pick it up and I stand behind Jehanne a breath away and the crop come down on my own palm with a resounding;

“CRACK”

 

[H'venlee]

“ My Dove, I did not tell you to move did I?”

My mind races, wondering what it is I did. There is a sadness in his eyes now, and I know that I did something very wrong. The smile? But...

“ I must punish you know for you moved without permission”

My heart sinks. I am at a loss as my mouth opens a bit to protest.

“Chin up love, and say not a word.”

My mouth snaps close, and my eyes look forward. He rises, moving around me. I just stare at the wall, feeling a tear come to my eye. I blink it back rapidly. He walks away from me. I do not dare turn to see where he has gone to. I just stand very still.


CRACK

My body jumps at the noise, my heart pounding. I force myself not to turn to look at him. He warned me not to move. My body trembles a bit, waiting.

 

[cgraven]

Jehanne’s body jumps at the sharp “CRACK”, her heart pounding, her body trembles in fear, in anticipation of the unknown every never alive., on edge.

“CRACK”

Again the sound of the crop against the palm of my hand splits the silent chamber like a rifle shot at dawn. All is silent again, the leather tab of the crop, tenderly brushes the hollow behind Jehanne’s knee, its cool embrace slowly climbs up her inner thigh and the woven, leather sheath, shaft jus kisses her puffy, neither lips. Each ridge of it trials along Jehanne’s moist folds, it is imamate kiss, followed by the dragging tab.

Now it slithers across her firm rounded derrière.

SMACK

The blow sudden unexpected just hard enough to sting, yet cause no real pain.

 

[H'venlee]

The sharp noise startles me again and I wonder what Jean has in store for me. My body starts shaking a bit with worry. Then I feel a slight tickle at the hollow of my knees. My mind races to think of what it might be. I try to hold my body very still as I feel whatever it is move up my inner thigh.

I will my leg not to twitch, as I feel it moving up higher. My eyes stay focused on a spot on the wall, the very corner of a large oak frame. I feel it touch my warm wetness, just the hint of a touch, then a bit more. My breath quickens as I wonder.

Jean has not said anything to me. What is he thinking? What will he do?

The object moves, dragging itself over my lips, making me tingle. Across my backside it jumps, teasing, tickling.

SMACK

The sting across my buttocks makes me jump forward, not with hurt, but with surprise. I cringe, waiting for another blow.

 

[cgraven]

Fine beads of sweat bathe Jehanne’s body I hold my breath, the fire light dances across her supple body, bathing it in golden, diamonds the shimmer and glow . God how her beauty awes me.. He knees quiver she is weak, her breathing ragged .

SMACK

She jumps at the blow. My arms around her, my hands cup her breasts, , thumbs roll her taunt nipples under their pads. I lean Jehanne back against my .

I blow on the nape of her neck, the fine wisp oh hair ther dance. . A kiss the another behind her ear. I nibble her earlobe , give it a nip. I turn Jehanne to face me, my hands cup her face Mt eyes smile at her .


“You are so brave my “Dove””

My lips claim hers in a deep wild Savage kiss..

 

[H'venlee]

Jean's arm winds around me, his hand resting on my breast as he pulls me back against him. My lower lip trembles a bit. His fingertips find my nipple, rolling it betweens them.

His breath is warm on my neck, as my hair moves with it. His teeth nip gently at my earlobe. My body trembles, this time with desire.

Slowly he turns me, his hands cupping my face, holding me tenderly. His eyes have changed, from the anger to once again being warm and loving.

“You are so brave my “Dove””

His lips swoop down, capturing mine in a passionate kiss. I stand there, not knowing what to do. My mind churning with thought. I have yet to touch him, fear of moving but longing for the feel of him.

His mouth takes its time, making love to mine, his tongue darting in and out in quick thrusts. His hands hold me, keeping my face steady for him. His lips pressed hard on mine, taking all they want.

 

[cgraven]

I see the confusion, the joy, the passion in Jehanne’s eyes,. I feel it in her kiss as she surrenders totally to my demanding kiss.

Our kiss slowly breaks.

“Did you enjoy the subtle kiss of the riding crop my dove?.....Would you like to feel its loving kiss again dear?”

I pause

“Tell me the truth my Dove do not be afraid.”

 

[H'venlee]

My mind swims from his kiss as I try to think. Trying to understand my thoughts and feelings, I stand there, just looking into his eyes.

“Tell me the truth my Dove do not be afraid.”

I see the loving gentle man who is my husband, and though my body cries out no, my lips whisper softly.

"Yes Jean."

 

[cgraven]

"Yes Jean."


Jehanne’s answer a whisper little girl plea in her desire to please me and I smile. A kiss.

“Go to our bed my dove, lie down, stretch your arms above your head, grab the head board, Spread your legs Jehanne, open yourself totally to me..”

I watch to see if Jehanne understands what I have told her.

“You may not move from that position but you may speak and tell me of your feelings Jehanne..”

 

[H'venlee]

I move slowly, a bit afraid of what is to happen next, as I see the riding crop dangling from his fingers. Jean takes my trembling hand in his, helping me up onto the bed.

“You may not move from that position but you may speak and tell me of your feelings Jehanne..”

I nod, letting him know I understand.

I lay down on the bed, the comforter cool against my skin despite the heat in the room from the fireplace. I reach my arms up, stretching from where I lay to grab the posts on the head of the bed. The wood is hard and smooth in my hands. I feel his touch on my legs, pushing my ankles farther apart.

He bends over me, his lips just inches from my heat, and he blows again on it, sending a shiver through my body. Yet I force myself to not move. I see a smile play on his lips as he rises.

Hundreds of thoughts run through my head, and before I can stop it I whisper, "Jean, I am afraid."

 

[cgraven]

I blow softy on the sweet scented, downy, auburn, fleece again and it dances in the cool stream of Air, sending a shiver through Jehanne. A smile tugs at the corners of my mouth, my eyes smile , and hold Jehanne’s captive.

"Jean, I am afraid."

I bend and kiss her sweet , moist slit, my tongue flicks across Jehanne’s clitoris.

“My Dove a little fear is good for it builds the anticipation and the joys of passion..

I kiss each of Jehanne’s taunt nipples, the hollow of her neck each eyelid and the a tender kiss brushes her lips , lingering and letting her know I love her as our tongues savor each other.

I stand and slowly begin to tantalize Jehanne with the riding crop, the leather tab starts is seductive exploration of her quivering body. Slowly from the arch of her right foot it follows the inner curve of Jehanne’s calve to tickle and teas behind her knee. Then up her left inner thigh again to devide and trail along her sensitive neither lips.

 

[H'venlee]

I lick at my dry lips, waiting for his answer.

“My Dove a little fear is good for it builds the anticipation and the joys of passion."

His lips start kissing up my body, and all over my face before planting a soft seductive kiss on my lips. His tongue slips between them, making me forget my fears and concentrate on our love and passion.

His lips leave mine, almost reluctently, and he stands next to the bed. He takes the riding crop and slowly starts to tease the bottom of my foot. I fight to not put away from the slight tickle it causes. Up my leg it move, inching closer and closer to the part of me laying wide open for him.

He touches between my legs with the edge of the leather tab, dragging it up the wetness, so that it nestles itself between my lips. My eyes watch him as I see the pleasure in his eyes as he watches my lips open up to the crop. I feel it brush against my slit as he drags it higher. I moan so softly, amazed at the feel of the leather against my sensative parts.

 

[cgraven]

Jehanne’s eyes are wide as she watches me, The Leather tab, tenderly kisses her wet sensitive folds, a soft moan stills from Jehanne’s sweet, red lips.. The shaft of the crop now rides back and forth in a seesaw action, each ridge of the braided shaft seductively kisses her throbbing clit,.

The tab is on the move again, It stirs the firry fleecy down of her “Venus Mound”. Lazily it glides up across Jehanne’s smooth flat abdomen. To circle and tease her naval. It dips as if to return to her sweet moist , coral pink lips, but stops then up again to caress the sweet contours of her lower breast. 1st one the other, up between the sweet valley between them along the subtle curve of Jehanne’s neck to follow the line of her jaw. Finally the braided, leather shaft, moist with her sweet nectar, slides across her full ruby red lips.

“Taste and enjoy my Dove.”

 

[H'venlee]

He rubs the leather along my slit, making my passion boil. You brush against my clit once more before teasing your way up my body, circling around by stomach and caressing my breasts before tracing around my lips.

“Taste and enjoy my Dove.”

My tongue peeks out from between my lips to lick at the soft leather. I could taste my juices clinging to the crop. My tongue licks up and down on the leather, seeing the pleasure in your eyes. I then gently suck at the crop, making sure all of my juices have been removed from it.

I look up to him and ask, "Do I please you Jean?"

 

[cgraven]

"Do I please you Jean?"

There is desperation , a deep longing need in Jehanne’s whispered plea, A need to please as well as be pleased. I kiss the tip of her button nose, my eyes are bright and sparkling, as I gaze into her eyes full of confusion, fear, and desperate longing.

“Oh yes Jehanne you please me in every way. The way your head tilts when you have a question, the way your nose wrinkles when you giggle. The way you make love to me with wild abandon passion……Yes Jehanne you please.”

My lips meet hers a series of quick opened, lipped, pecks, till finally they lock in a wild savage kiss I am on top of Jehanne my arms around her shoulders. We are a tangle of arms and legs. Our lips and tongues hungrily feeding on each other. Hands wildly caressing, teasing, and pleasing the other.


Our lips part we gasp for air, Jehanne on top of me .

“Come to me “MY Dove”………………….. Please me with your body and soul now.”

My voice a ragged, breathless whisper.

 

[H'venlee]

I rest atop of him, my naked body now pressed to his clothed one, the rough fabric teasing my skin.

“Come to me “MY Dove”………………….. Please me with your body and soul now.”

I smile, and slowly start to undress my husband. With each button that comes undone, a small kiss gets placed on the newly exposed skin. Slowly I work my way down, straddling his hips so that my warm wet lips rub against his trousers. The feel of them is so different and I find my hips moving more against them as I open up the front, my mouth swooping down to lick gently at his nipples. I hear a low moan come from his lips.

I slided down a bit, letting my hands run down his chest, my nails lightly scratching him. I reach the buckle of his belt, tugging at it, my passion making me anxious. It finally lets loose and I can work at the buttons of his trousers. Those slide through the holes with ease, and I can push the fly open, exposing his hard shaft to my awaiting fingers.

I touch him tentatively, so gently. I look up at his face, his eyes half closed but watching me, a smile on his lips. I scoot down a bit farther, making sure to wiggle a bit more against his legs. I can feel my juices starting to seep out of me.

I look at him as I slowly lean forward, my lips parted slightly, as my tongue flicks out to lick at the very tip of his manhood. I hear a gasp escape his lips, and I slide my mouth down his shaft, taking it deep into my mouth, this time willingly.