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PostSubject: 9/9/18-9/15/18   Sun Sep 09, 2018 10:14 am

09.09.2018
10:50:36

hanging laundry



~~pure walks into the kitchen and then into the laundry room seeing that the basket of sheets have been remove she was going to wash them this morning...out side she hears a simple tune being sung and she goes to investigate who is singing...opening the back door of the kitchen and into the yard she goes there she sees nancy at the cauldron just stiring it with a big oar bubbles flying every wear...an innocent child like smile plays upon pures lips

~~" greetings looks like your having fun nancy"..."oh nancy is pure and hello to you as well"...both girls giggle...pure helps nancy stir the big pot of soapy water...the two girls...sing songs while doing so...after they place the sheets in the rinse tub and both girls take and twist all the water out and dumps them into the basket..pure tells nancy that since she did most of the wash that she would hang them and she could o do her other chores...nancy nods and runs off towards the barn

~~pure tackles lifting the basket of wet sheets but there are too many of them so she empties out the rinse tub and places half the sheets in then she picks up the basket of wet sheets and takes them to the edge of the yard where the clothes lines were where she starts to hang them up one by one...the sun is high in the sky so pure know they will dry fairly quickly...a slight breeze blows lifting the sheets billowing them out like sails on a ship

~~she finishes the basket full and goes to retrieve the next basket full...picking the sheets from the rinse tub and filling the basket...lifting them taking this basket to the edge of the yard...as well taking up a sheet and hanging it upon the line with the rest of their friend...to blow in the wind and become dry with the fresh air of the Isle...one by one she hangs and finally hangs the last one

~~she steps back and smiles seeing she hung them just right and the sun and wind were doing their job by drying them....as she leaves the sheets to dry..she strolls down to the river to bathe...she sees the bar of soap is right wear she left it..in her little hidey hole under a rock...stepping into the cool water she flops down emerging her self into its awaiting arms...she floats around for a bit then taking the soap washes herself then her long blonde hair...dipping under a few times to rinse

~~she walks out the water and sits upon the grey rock taking her bar of soap placing it back into the hiding hole...she lets the sun dry her off along with the slight breeze...she finger combs her hair in till dried her skin feeling the warmth of the sunshine...a pretty little smile crosses her lips for she knows now she will be a welcome sight to the Hold Jarl when she serves him...she rushes to the Hold to pamper herself and dress...looking in the mirror she sees she has done a great job

~~she goes into the Main Hall and sits st her favorite spot at the window seat and just looks out wondering if she will see the Hold Jarl today he has been away on business but was told he would be back any day now...she watches as the thrall move about the yard along with the guards and other bonds as they go about their chores

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PostSubject: Re: 9/9/18-9/15/18   Mon Sep 10, 2018 7:19 pm

09.10.2018
19:50:28

Tile Dance



~~with images of him behind closed eyes...she feels the cold...unrelenting hardness of the tiles beneath her heated flesh as she listens to the stillness of the evening surrounding her...a sudden loneliness envelops her like a shroud as a heavy sigh of longing escapes her parted lips

~~without a word she moves...her hands pressing lightly to her hips as fingertips graze along porcelain curves...a sharp intake of breath thrusts breasts into the perceived emptiness of the room as she touches her thighs...her belly...her breasts...lovingly reaching to the circle of steel that surrounds her throat...that is fused to her very being

~~a contented smile comes with thoughts of him...and as her body shifts...a grunt of frustration suddenly echoes in the room as she tries to sit up...finding that in her mind she has been chained to the slave ring of his couch...tears of desire fill her eyes as a tormented wail fills the air...her hands curl tightly around the imaginary chain that binds her in place...tugging at it piteously...the sound of them sealing her fate

~~as a fire of need sparks within her...she raises her hips...silken thighs falling open as her body strains into the empty night...her breathing quickening as she moves on the floor...helplessly...starved with her desire for him...her hands roam her body...the soft flesh of her palms stabbed with the rosy peaks of her swollen nipples...each contour of her craving his touch...eager for just his nearness... anything but this despicable solitude

~~thoughts of him fill her mind as she raises her arms...moving them high above her head...her wrists intersecting as she lowers her arms across her chest...stroking the soft flesh of her arms... images of his hands begin haunting her...quiet moans of longing issuing from her as she imagines him controlling her body...gripping her...stroking her...penetrating her...her passionate cries speaking of her growing frenzy and her desperate need to please him...to try...to serve...to touch...to be touched

~~As her body glistens in the soft yellow light of the room...she places her feet soundly to the tiles... her hips lunging into the cool air...her desire growing in urgency as she writhes...an undulating silhouette...a sharp gasp escapes as her body slumps to the floor...mottled with the blush that grows as she opens her eyes...her heated gaze landing immediately on him as he watches

~~he stops...trying to lie perfectly still...the trembling of her body giving away her helpless arousal... the sound of her labored breathing seeming to fill the chambers...she glances at him...her eyes wild and smoldering...suddenly arrogant...refusing to show him how desperate she is to be possessed by him....quickly...she turns away...resting on her side...a quiet sob suppressed behind her lips

~~curling into a tight ball...her hand trails along her thigh...her hip...rising to squeeze at the swell of her breast before dropping once more...whispering against the moist swollen folds of her body...moving against her own touch...she turns onto her belly...faint movements of her hips...almost imperceptible...press against the tiles in an effort to soothe the fire that rages within her body

~~piercing the quiet of the night...a cry escapes her...betraying her condition as her knees fold beneath her...her rounded bottom lifting into the air...her hips shifting in a gentle enticing sway...her unseen gaze filled with her silent plea to be used for his pleasure

~~turning onto her back...the muscles of her belly tighten as she raises her legs...slowly opening them into a "V" as she watches him...slowly lowering her legs halfway...her toes point at him...long... pale limbs pausing to show him all that is his...her eyes imploring him to use his property as she strains against the imaginary chains

~~the light sheen of sweat on her body only serves to ease the passage of her hands that slip so easily against the exposed flesh of her inner thighs...lowering her legs to the tiles...her feet anchor beneath her to raise her hips once more in a blatant invitation to him...her cheeks red with the shame of her need...unable to control her hunger for him

~~her eyes close as she writhes beneath his gaze...her mind filling with thoughts of him...his fingers on her neck...the warmth of his breath to her most intimate flesh...the musky taste of him filling her mouth...her fists suddenly fly in a fever of lust...jerking helplessly...hopelessly on the unyielding links that hold her in place

~~with one last moan of surrender...she twists in her passion...aching to fling herself at his feet...her readiness to please him evident in her gaze...her movements...in the very scent that permeates the air surrounding her

~~reaching out to him...she struggles against unyielding chains that hold her back...soft whimpers calling to him as her voice strains to speak...her arousal lowering her utterance to a throaty... animal cries growl of desire...oblivious to any who may hear her, only desperate for him...her shame having left..."Jarl...pure begs you to use that which is yours....she begs to be filled with you...to touch you...to taste you...to be used thoroughly until you are satisfied...Please Master! please fill pure with your pleasure...she begs you!"

Tile Dance
This dance is usually performed on red tiles beneath the slave ring of a Jarl's couch. The dancer is commonly chained to the slave ring. The dance is performed on the girl's back, stomach and sides. It signifies the restlessness and misery of a love-starved slave. A premise of the dance is that the girl believes she is alone. She will moves and squirms in her need. The Jarl will then supposedly surprise her and she will try to hide the torment of her need. She will fail at this and eventually surrenders her pride. She will finally writhe openly, begging him to touch her, to rape her. Needless to say, the entire dance is observed by the Jarl, and this, in fact, of course, is known to both the dancer and her audience, the Jarl. The tile dance, for simple psychological and behavioral reasons, having to do with the submission context and the motions of the body, can piteously arouse even a captured, cold free woman; in the case of a slave, of course, it can make her scream and sob with need.
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PostSubject: Re: 9/9/18-9/15/18   Tue Sep 11, 2018 2:43 pm

09.11.2018
15:39:32

cooling pies/serving lunch& desert




~~pure leaves the kitchen after making lunch knows it will be just a little bit before the pies are done so she runs down the path to the creek and takes a quick dip before returning to the kitchen...she needed to clean her self before she was to serve

~~back up at the Hold she changes into a new kirtle and brushes her hair...she waltzes into the kitchen and removes the pies from the oven..and places them upon the windowsill to cool...she looks around for a platter to place the vulo upon with the mashed sul and green beans and a large mug of ale

~~she waltzes the platter and mug to the Hold Jarls seat and places it before him...she smiles and kisses his cheek...giving him a wink...as she turns to go he slaps her on her ass...she giggles and quckens her step back into the kitchen

~~there she platters up some more food for the other bonds to feed the hungry Jarls..then line up and take the platter then dances off to serve...once she done with the main course...she places out pitchers of ale and mead so the bonds can serve quickly...then she takes the cherry pies out of the window they are cooled

~~she slices and plates them once again to make serving faster to please the Jarls...she takes the biggest slice and shimmies out to the Main Hall and delivers it to the Hold Jarl...slipping it beside his plate she turns to look at him and smiles..she says.."and the biggest slice goes to you Jarl and if this is not sweet enough for you she knows pures lips are"...she nuzzles his shoulder and rubs her hand down his back all with the biggest smile

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PostSubject: Re: 9/9/18-9/15/18   Wed Sep 12, 2018 7:18 pm

09.12.2018
19:53:15

dinner is served




~~pure had been in the kitchen all day...preparing the evening meal for it was her turn to put out the dinner for the Hold...knowing the Hold Jarl she had prepared tospis drop candy to be savored after a hearty meal they were in the cold room getting set

~~next she snapped some green beans making sure no strings were visable...then she took some vulo chicken breasts and pounded them out flat as she could...then salt peppered and floured them

~~frying them up like golden brown setting them to the side while she cut up some sul..she left the peeling on for they were healty to consume...setting a pot for the green beans and another for the sul...she added a bit of water salt pepper and butter to the beans...and water and salt to the suls

~~in the frying pan she adds a bit of sa-tarna flour and makes a rue adding slat and pepper and some bosk milk making a white pepper gravy...once it begins to thicken she takes they pan from the fires...the beans are well boiling and she takes them off the high heat

~~the sul she checks to see if done...they are so she takes the pot and empties the water out adds some butter to the suls bosk milk salt and pepper...then mashes the suls till creamy...looking to see if the buns were finished for it was about dinner time that nancy said she would make

~~since they were pure began to plate up the meal vulo fried steak...green beans...mashed suls...to which she added the gravy to the top of the potatoes and the steakand one roll nancy maid...also pure maid some cocktails...tospit paga with twist of tospit rind for garnish to top the meal off she gathered the tospit drops

~~pure made sure that the Hold Jarl had the biggest portion of all other plates...she thought ...oO( if pure satisfies him then he will favor her with cuddles after dinner)...she dances her way into the Main Hall with they trey of food winding around the table benches and Jarls who loved to grab asses as us girl walk by...pure just turn when they do and blows a kiss to them in the air

~~pure sets the tray down in front of the Hold Jarl...looking into his blue eyes..her own blue eyes twinkle with a smile as she nudges up against him whispering "Jarl your dinner pure prays it fills your belly giving you strength and she prays her service to you is noted greatly" then brushes her soft lips to his ear lobe and awaits for him to partake in the meal...ready to meet his every whim

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PostSubject: Re: 9/9/18-9/15/18   Thu Sep 13, 2018 8:09 am

09.13.2018
08:51:26

story time with pure

the takeing



~~after serving the Hold Jarl and being able to sit in his lap the best seat in the house she is asked once again to tell one of her stories this time make it hot...and just maybe the Hold Jarl will allow her to pleasure him in the furs this night...pure clears her throat and softly begins to speak

she smiles softly as she sinks into the tub...allowing the hot water to relax her muscles she sighs softly as she breathes in the scent of lavender...dreamily she opens her eyes and runs her fingertips along her throat...she looks into the flame of the candle burning by the tub...her full moist crimson lips part ever so slightly as she sighs

~~her nails dig into her throat...a slight wave of pleasure engulfs her body...anticipation of the ritual she is preparing for...she runs her nails down slowly along her collarbone...along her full breasts she moans once more...as she plays with one of her nipple rings...the thought of Him biting her is sending her over the edge slowly sliding into a dreamlike state

~~her hips move slightly in the water...ripples of unbridled passion begin to take hold...her body reacts to what her mind sees...what she feels...his invisible hands against her alabaster skin...his imaginary warm hot breath against her long elegant neck...she moans once more...her desire to be made his so over powering...the need so strong within her...her hips rise slightly as her hand moves ever so slowly along her shapely thigh

~~she stops herself...shaking her head trying to come up from the cloud of lust and desire that has entered her...her longing undeniable...her dark lust so close to the surface so deep within her that she can not deny it...the sheer thought of His teeth penetrating her skin...sends her into wave after wave of unbridled orgasms

~~she cries out over and over again calling his name as each delicious orgasm consumes her...she sinks back into the tub....sighing softly trying to regain her composure...she giggles softly to herself...as her hand slowly moves along the curves of her body...she ponders how the mere thought of him does this to her she sighs a deep low sultry sigh

~~she tries to refocus she must finish preparing for the ritual...she rises slowly from the tub...her white flesh glistens in the candle light...the droplets of water shine as if diamond dust upon her soft skin...her body sways slightly...she places her hand against the cool tile wall to steady herself...her curvaceous hips sway ever so slightly in a figure eight motion...her fingernail glides slowly teasingly across her swollen clit

~~she moans again as yet another wave of desire consumes her...her body shivers and trembles as she moans...a hungry primal moan...one full of need...of desire...of pure unbridled lust and passion...she steps slowly from the tub reaching for a soft towel she sits on the edge of the bath and begins to dry herself...the towel feels so soft so sensual against her warm wet skin...drying her neck...down the curve of her back...then around to her tummy she glides the towel slowly up toward her breasts

~~she pulls on the nipple rings and moans...purring softly she leans against the cool tile wall...she lifts her long shapely leg into the air and begins drying herself...she blushes softly as she feels how wet her inner thigh has become...a soft seductive laugh escapes her lips...as she glides the towel slowly along her inner thigh...across her wet swollen pussy...she moans again...she places her foot upon the side of the tub and begins to dry her other leg...focus she whispers over and over again to herself...but she is lost in the fog of her own dark lust

~~she stands a bit unsteady on her feet and gazes into the mirror she smiles softly as she pins her dark hair up high upon her head accentuating her long neck she runs her nail once more across her neck...whispers to herself stop it...focus...focus...she smiles once more as she reaches for the powder and begins to run the powder puff along the curves of her body

~~the powder leaves a slight sheen...a slight glisten upon her skin...she moves her body slowly watching it shimmer in the glow of the candle light...a smile appears upon her lips...she so hopes how she looks will please Him...she darkens her nipples a deep crimson burgundy tone...the same color as her lips and nails...it accentuates the alabaster tone of her skin....she carefully applies the rest of her makeup and stands back looking into the mirror her green eyes shining so brightly

~~her lust is undeniable she thinks once he gazes into her eyes he will see the longing in her to be bitten to be taken by him...to be made his own...after once last look she smiles and reaches for the sheer black robe she is to wear tonight...its one toggle button clasp across her shapely breasts she smiles as it opens slightly revealing the curves of her body

~~she turns the robe flowing softly behind her...she enters their sacred space...the candles are placed in a circle...black candles...she lights sage and blesses the sanctuary..very careful she moves around the room lighting all the candles...she then turns out the lights...she moves slowly fluidly across the room...to the center of the circle...she gracefully slides her body down and sits in silence her head bowed...the sheer fabric of her robe flowing around her...her palms places upon her thighs...her eyes close as she waits in anticipation of him

~~she hears his footsteps down the hall...she remains still her heart racing in anticipation of what is to come...her breath quickens from just the thought of him being near her...the thought of his touch...of his teeth grazing her neck....slowly she feels herself sliding into the darkness...the mere thought of what is to come enticing her exciting her...she blushes softly as she feels how wet she is...how the desire in her has become her...has captured her...she holds her breath as she hears...the door open

~~she slowly slides her palms down her thighs as she spreads them widelyas she is knelt for his pleasure...she does not move she waits for him to speak...he smiles down at her and whispers "hello my girl"...she leans her long body forward in one fluid motion and places a kiss atop his feet and whispers back "Good Evening Jarl"..." I am pleased with the room my girl I am proud of you"

she remains still her heart beat races and she smiles brightly her soul dances within her...she whispers "thank you Jarl girl is so pleased that you are pleased"...he speaks again "my girl...come here"...she rises slowly and gracefully...their eyes meet...she smiles and has to catch her breath for she gets lost in his blue eyes...he walks around her his fingertips moving along her waist...the sheer fabric of her robe opens further with each step he takes

~~she sighs softly and begins to slightly lose her balance...he smiles and whispers "you ok sweetheart"...she giggles "yes Jarl thank you girl is  fine"...he stops behind her...she feels his hot breath upon her neck...she leans back slightly...steadying herself against his chest...he rips the robe open and pulls it from her shoulders...it falls to a puddle at her fee...her head bows slightly...she feels the heat of a blush warming her cheeks...he runs his nail down her spine...nips at her neck teasing her taunting her

~~his fingers move along the crack of her shapely ass...and then ever so slowly...to her pussy lips...he whispers in her ear "MMMMM your so wet for me".....a moan escapes her full lips her legs begin to tremble slightly...she presses her back against his chest feeling his heart beat she whispers "girl adores you Jarl"...he kisses her neck "I adore You my girl"...he slowly runs His tongue along her neck

~~she sighs those words his touch forever sending shiver down her spine...as he pinches her nipples he whispers to her "ready to start my girl"...."yes girl is ready Jarl" she whispers barely able to speak...he touches her cheek and tells her to turn and face him...she turns slowly gracefully...self consciously her head bowed slightly the blush still upon her cheeks...her eyes lock with his...he tells her it is time to begin

~~she whisper to Him in the candlelight "as the sun rises each day girl shall think of you....as the stars shine each night...so shall you be constantly in her thoughts...as night follows day...so closely shall we share our separate thoughts...she shall know you as completely as you shall know her....this girl swears to you" ...she turns her neck slightly offering her throat to Him...he bites down piercing her flesh.....she cries out as waves of painful pleasure wash over her

~~she feels as if she is floating in a dark warm sea of crimson...her nails digging deep into his back...she feels her warm blood flowing from the wound the pleasure out weighting the pain of his fangs digging deep into her warm flesh...he then loosens her hair in one fluid motion yanking her head back..she gasps...her eyes glaze over the unbridled and primal need to drink his blood to taste his blood shows in her green eyes...her lips parted she sways in ecstasy...he takes a knife and cuts his chest...a small incision as the blood drips from the wound he speaks to her

"As the blood of My heart touches yours...so shall I touch your feelings...As your heart beats against My hand...so shall your feelings touch Mine...My loyalty shall be yours...My courage shall be yours...The strength of my heart shall flow through your veins...When there is need...I shall be strong for both of us...This I swear to you...We are blood sworn"

~~he pulls her to him and she drinks his blood...she shivers and trembles as she licks at the crimson liquid flowing slowly from his wound...the metallic taste makes her light headed it is as if she is drunk...more is all she keeps thinking...more...he pulls her from his chest forcing her to the floor...her nails scratch down the back of his thighs...her legs parted...her inner thighs wet with desire...her breath quickens...her eyes full of dark lust and longing she reaches out to him...her blood soaked lips trembling

~~he pulls her by her hair to a kneel...she rubs her cheek against his firm thigh...whimpering the ability to speak has left her...her eyes look up at him begging him her nails lightly scratch his thighs...her tongue moves slowly along his inner thigh..she playfully bites him over and over again...her eyes meet his...he sees her longing...she scratches harder now...whimpers...begs him with her eyes...he nods at her...she purrs once more...her tongue moving slowly taunting him...slowly licking teasing between his balls...she flicks her tongue...her desire to please him unbearable...her mind foggy she feels as if she is floating...her focus on him only...her needs no longer her own...her desire is but to please him...her nails dig slightly into his ass as her tongue moves

~~slowly up the shaft...she purss more as she reaches the tip of his cock...her hips swaying softly seductively her pussy dripping wet as she kisses the tip of his cock slowly softly...her eyes never move from his...she takes him in one full motion into her mouth...tongue moving slowly...sucking slowly...faster...slower...
moaning as she scratches him down his ass....

~~his strong thighs....she taunts Him with her tongue licking around the ridge...flicking her tongue...her palm gently massaging his balls she moans as she takes him deep into her mouth...her hunger her desire to taste him to feel him explode in her mouth unbearable...he twitches...she moans in anticipation...he suddenly pulls her head back...and throws her down upon the floor

~~she arches her hips high...thrusting them forward the only words that can escape her lips are "pleaseee pleaseeeeeeeeee"...... her back arches...her body pleads...she trembles in the candlelight her body shimmering...softly...her soft moans pleading for more...he arches her back again her eyes locked with his...she whimpers once more begging the longing evident in her whisper of but one word "pleaseeee" over and over again

~~he stares down at her...her body writhing...the musky scent of her desire for him permeating the air...tears stream down her cheeks as she whispers again "pleaseee pleaseee" her arms outstretched...her need for him dark and primal...her desire to be completely taken by consumed by him and him alone...unbearable for her....her lips tremble her moans become louder...her body betraying her over and over again as if she herself has no control over it...all she feels is the need for him to touch her...taste her...take her

~~he smiles wickedly down at her...as he slowly approaches her...watching her body arch hearing her pleas...he lowers himself to the floor his fingers stroke her shapely calf...then they slide slightly barely touching her warm soft skin up her thigh...her legs part wide her longing for him exposed...she feels no shame in being so exposed she only feels the hunger the need...the primal animal desire to be bitten...scratched taken roughly over and over again...he licks up along her thigh slowly taunting her...her breath quickens

~~her moans become soft and sensually seductive...her thighs tremble ever so slightly as his tongue moves along her inner thigh...then suddenly without warning he bites into the warm soft flesh ...she cries out loudly pressing her thigh against is mouth...she pulls his hair...thrusts her hips forward a wave of undeniable ecstasy takes her..it is as if warm waves are flowing over her soft flesh...she has lost control she has become nothing more than hunger....unbridled need...he licks the wound slowly his fingertips play with her clit she moans loudly pushing thrusting her hips upward pleading begging "pleasseeee pleasseeeee"

~~he smiles at her whispers to her knowing her ability to speak is almost non existent "what does my girl want hmmmm...show me what You want"...she thrust her wet pussy against his mouth pleading tears streaming she grinds herself slowly against his blood stained lips...she feels his tongue taunt her tease her clit...lick her slit slowly the unbearable torture...she moves her hips to and fro.......he reaches up and roughly pinches her nipples over and over again

~~her body arches...higher and higher her moans become guttural animistic....as He brings her close to the edge...his tongue now darting in and out of her slick wet pussy...her juices flowing down her inner thigh...tickling the crack of her ass...she pants wildly...arches her back high as she unashamedly grinds her pussy against his mouth...he looks up at her saying "you better not cum do you hear me!"...she moans pleading torture this is torture her mind is exploding into a million tiny pieces she has become nothing now but raw nerve endings she has become nothing more than unquenchable desire

~~she tries to focus don't cum don't cum don't cum...how she adores the torture of denial...the slow painful dance between the mind and the body...he moves up along her body kissing licking biting as she rubs her wet hot pussy along his hard shaft her eyes locked in his..."not yet"...he whispers to her..."not yet my girl"..."my poor girl wants My cock in My pussy" she moans loudly over and over "pleaseee"

~~her mind is losing its ability to focus again...he growls at her as he pinches her nipple hard..."do not cum do you understand Me!" she whimpers...she moans softly how she so enjoys the power the control he has over her mind...she floats...further into the dark...he taunts her clit rubbing the hard tip of his cock against it

~~over and over again she moans hips moving trying to press her clit harder against his cock...he then slowly rubs her wet slit with the tip of his hard cock teasing her over and over again before he pushing into her slowly...pulling almost all the way out of her...over and over again...she thrusts her hips upwards trying to grind into him trying to shove his cock deep inside of her...in one fluid motion

~~he thrusts hard into her...her hips thrusting in unison with his harder faster more hungry...the primal need to be taken to be fucked...out weights anything else to her...she moans and purrssss deep soft slow purrs over and over again...her hands held over her head...she tries to free them...her desire to scratch him feel him becoming more and more unbearable

~he bites quickly savagely...ripping at her soft flesh...she cries out her body shaking longing needing to release...he thrust his hips...harder his cock deeper inside of her...he growls in her ear "cum for me now baby cum cum hard for me"...just as he commands ...her body obeys...it shudders and wave after wave of orgasm overcome her taking her further and further higher and higher he kisses her...she tastes the metallic taste of her blood upon His lips

~~his tongue slides slowly into her mouth...she sucks slowly tasting her juices mixed with the taste of her own blood...they cum together in one explosion...she bites his lower lip then...she screams out louder and louder...as she feels him explode deep inside of her....her long legs wrapped tightly around his waist...he kisses her roughly...then softly as the wave of orgasms subside...his tone and his words becoming more tender more sweet

~~"your My girl...good girl...giggles...that's it baby" as he pulls her to him...she curls up in his arms wrapping her body tightly around his..."cum again for me"...he whispers softly to her...his voice washing over her as if velvet is touching her soft skin...in one slow delightful moment she feels weightless as if she is flying...she moans shudders her nails move slowly along his chest as she bites down upon his shoulder...she cums for him again "good girl"...he whispers soft kisses giggles in the dark...she purrs softly as she whispers in his ear

~~"thank you Jarl"...he smiles...his fingers trail along her arm...she moans softly...her mind clearing slowly...she giggles...he whispers to her assuring her she is fine....she is with Him...dreamily she looks at him kissing him softly...she turns and rises...he watches her cross the room her skin shimmering in the candle light the sway of her hips...the slight unsteadiness as she walks across the floor...she looks at him and giggles softly once again as she exits the room...he smiles

~~she returns to the sacred space with a bowl of warm scented water and a soft cloth...she kneels down beside him and smiles...she licks his wound slowly and rests her head but for a moment upon his chest listening to his heart beat...he strokes her hair..she wets the cloth and slowly moves it along his body...he closes his eyes and smiles...enjoying the warmth of the scented water...enjoying her soft sensual touch...

~~as she bathes him every so often she kisses him softly upon the lips and then playfully bites his earlobe and whispers in His ears how much she adores him...her hands move slowly softly sensually across every inch of his body...when she is finished she kisses the tip of his cock...slowly running her tongue up across his chest purring ever so softly

~~as she licks his wound once more...she turns and begins to rise from her kneel...he grabs her arm whispers in the candle light to her leave it...you can take care of that later...as he pulls her to him he looks deep in her eyes..."I am crazy about you baby"....she smiles her face lights up...he licks the marks upon her neck...she moans and then giggles softly...she kisses his lips...whispers in His ear how much she adores him...she sighs softly as he pulls her to his chest...she feels his strong arms around her his light kisses upon the top of her head...she wraps her body tightly around his...as she drifts off to sleep safe in his arms....The End

~~pure asks was her story hot enough to gain his favors in his furs...the Hold Jarl picks her up in his big strong arms tosses her over his shoulder pats her ass and says "yes in deed"...then tramps off to his chambers with the little hot bond

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PostSubject: Re: 9/9/18-9/15/18   Fri Sep 14, 2018 4:50 pm

09.14.2018
17:33:16

creepy crawlies in the vegetable garden



~~as girl kneels down to weed the vegetable garden...she see movement....looking closer...she see many beetles among the plants...thinking hard and long...knowing she must come up with a solution to this problem..or will not have any veges to harvest...a thought occurs to her

~~remembered the girls from other regions having spoken of using frevets to keep their Owners homes free of insects...they were described as very small urt-like creatures to me...how difficult would they be to find?...knowing that their only diet is insects...swill look in damp shady places first

~~putting on the protective gloves that Jarl Thunderbolt had given her to use that were hanging from her kirtle belt...she sets out to find an area particularly thick with brush...bending low...crawling beneath the brushes

~~she spotted movement and several pairs of small beady eyes flickering in her direction...reached in carefully...curling her small gloved hands around a wiggling body...quickly pulling them back out

~~a tiny face peering at her...with wiggling whiskers and very soft fur tries to make an escape...but her hand tightens around him quickly

~~on inspecting her catch...she sees that it is indeed a frevet....and notices it looks remarkably like a very tiny version of Blackie...the urt who roams the yard of the Hold...happily she returns to the garden

~~placing the rodent down amidst the garden and watch as it devours some of the beetles...grinning. she returns to the bushes...retrieving seven more of the creatures and setting them to feast on the crawlies

~~taking off the gloves she wore tucking them back inside her belt...she brushes her hands happy to complete the task and turn towards the Hold with basket in hand...she will have to await tomorrow to weed the garden for now she will find some other chore to do

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PostSubject: Re: 9/9/18-9/15/18   Sat Sep 15, 2018 3:41 pm

09.15.2018
15:40:26

fruit salsa and chips






~~entering the kitchen pure goes to the sink and washes her hands drying them on a rep cloth...looking about the kitchen she tilts her head to the right thinking what special something could she make for the Hold Jarl?...a light goes off in her head and she nods...fruit salsa and chips she thinks he would like this as a snack as he is dealing with paperwork

~~she walks into the pantry and looks to the fruit bins grasping a few peaches...an onion...a hot pepper and some sweet pepper...a tospit and some parsley and places them on the counter...she reaches for a cutting board and a bowl...she walks back into the pantry and grabs the bag of chips that were made earlier this week she makes sure they are still fresh

~~they are so she walks back to the counter reaches for another bowl and pours the chips in and sets it on the side to await the salsa...with a cutting nife she peels the peaches then cuts them in tiny bits smaller than bite size teeny tiny bits...a lot of juice is created she dumps them into the other bowl

~~she washes her sticky hands and dries them again she goes to cutting up the onion hot pepper and sweet pepper tossing them in with the peaches...onto the concoction then cut the tospit and squeezes the juice onto the fruit and veges in the bowl .this will help it from browning...adds a little salt and chili powder and some cut up parsley and stirs it all up

~~she cleans up her mess then sets the two bowls to a tray...but remembers she must take him a mug of ale to go along with the snack to help wash it down..grabbing one of his favorite mugs she goes into the cold room and tabs the barrel of ale filling the mug full...a frothy head emerges atop letting her know this is the way the Hold Jarl likes it

~~leaving the cold room she sets the mug of ale to the tray...thinking perhaps a nice tarsk bacon sandwich would go along with what she made...she gathers 2 slices of bread and toasts them over the fires flame..when done...she looks for the left over bacon from breakfast finding about five strips she knows that will be perfect

~~making her way to the cold room again she fetches some sandwich spread some katch and a red fruit and brings them to the counter...a small plate she sets upon the tray along with everything else and she begins to make the sandwich...spreading the spread on both slices of bread then slices the red fruit she stakes the red fruit on top of the bread then the katch and atop that the five slices of bacon then tops with the other slice of bread

~~puts the spread away and cleaning up her mess once again things could not be perfect she lifts the tray and walks to the Hold Jarls office thankful he is alone so she would not be interrupting any meeting...being very quite hips dancing to the tune of her foot steps and switching garment as it ride high on her thighs showing perfect view of her soft tanned legs...

~~slipping up to the Hold Jarls right side she places the tray down upon his deck making sure no papers were in the way...she leans to his right side placing her around upon his shoulder and says
"Jarl...pure thought you might like a snack she brought you a bacon sandwich and some fruit salsa and chips and to wash it down some frothy ale just as you like it...she prays it will please you enough to partake and nourish your body...taking  just a little time out of your busy day going over paperwork...to eat and enjoy the company of pure for a moment in time"

~~she turns to look into his eyes pressing the frame of her body next to his big bulging arm...a quaint lil smile adorns her cherry colored plump lips...as she awaits him to say something"

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