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PostSubject: 1/21/18-1/27/18   Sun Jan 28, 2018 1:40 pm

1/21/18


pure takes a bath as commanded



~~lifts from  her knelt pose to follow an aisle toward the slaves quarters to her right as told...stopping to retrieve a bar of soap a towel and a brush, large sunken tubs steaming with warmed waters...her eyes seek the inviting surface that reflects a beautiful girl back to emerald depths...standing there, hips tilted as one leg bends in insolent leisure knee swinging wide to show inner thigh

~~tilts small head, golden tresses slipping to cover soft skin in warm blanket as she peers into the placid mirror...fingers splay in surreal action, hands feather over the quiver in tight belly... in her mind she can feel his hands at her hips, holding her..guiding her....then opens half closed lids to focus again on the contours reflected in the pool

~~whispers one word in a tone dripping venom, “slut”, she says...barely able to count one ihn before rouged lips curl in seductive smile, her hands climbing in response over vale of creamy skin to nestle just beneath teardrop breasts...thumbs framing rounded sides to cup and offer ripe fruit..pink tongue darting out to wet lips

~~peers down, luscious curves swaying ever so slightly to capture and intrigue her eyes that feast on her slave form, each part of her being to be what pleases...she lifts hands to straight hair...lifting heavy blankets behind creamy shoulders once more...smiling at how breasts raise just a bit, nipples wrinkling tight, buds offered up


~~ she smiles..eyes flaring wide in instant pleasure...she draws shoulders back...arching to keep breasts proffered in delicious temptation.. hands slide behind her to cross wrists just above tender bottom....hips tilting forward in natural pose...she pulls and locks the muscles of taut belly in...gaze turning left

~~“Slave!” she says...the word torn from her as limbs loosen out in a shift to stand straight... right foot stepping down into the cleansing pool of water...hands washing and rinsing smooth skin and hair before she sinks beneath the surface, bubbles hurtling up to dance...clinging together above water

~~comes up..water cascading off swimming ropes of hair drawn down with it’s weight...her face sparkling firelight back from the sheen of wetness until only drops remain...one dangling at the outer corner of left eye...lashes holding it there until hands brush over calm features to wring out long tresses...top to bottom

~~moves from the tub, creating chaos once again as water splashes from fresh slave...once more turns to the pool to see blurred and warped image...a glimpse of curved waist...the length of strong legs...even a teased hint of amazement in her gaze

~~walking  gracefully from the tubs she dries herself stopping in the slave quarters...she places the towel in the laundry basket and soap and brush back to the linen closet...to the kitchen area she scoots to retrieves a bowl of berries and a small bowl of whip cream she wishes to offer him she gracefully makes her way to her Owners Chair ...she sets the berries and whip cream to his table ..

~~she drapes her self onto his furs her body freshly bathed kneeling with thighs together hands sleeping downward upon her creamy thighs..she awaits him to return for her lessons to start..in the back of her mind she knows soon she will have to offer herself to him completely but for now thinks things will be good




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PostSubject: Re: 1/21/18-1/27/18   Sun Jan 28, 2018 1:42 pm

1/22/18
practice makes perfect


~~having been found not pleasing pure knows it is time to step her game up and be all she can be for her Jarl...for if he isn't pleased he will sell girl for what he can get for her...and boy she nay would like another man probably like the man with the dirty boots to get a hold of her...she shudders just thinking of that

~~pure tries to study some of the basics positions so next time she is asked she will be ready and she sure does not like the kiss of her Jarl's whip..looking behind her the best she can still sees a few faded red stripes

~~okay she thinks....o("DISPLAY")nods then she stands with her feet a little more than shoulders width apart...her fair shoulders rolled back...tiny fingers laced behind her neck...angelic face turned to the left.. her sexy blue eyes twinkle before she lowers them she awaits his inspection of her in silence
"yep think girl got this one right"

~~ again...("HEEL") nods hesitates for a moment drops her small hands and places them behind her at the small of her back...(pretending her Jarl is there)she takes short strides following him about one and a half paces behind him almost mocking his foot falls

~~next ("BELLY") nods then softly flows to the floor her cuvy body lays plumb to the ground turning her face to the left...feeling the coldness of the stone's kiss her cheek...wrapping her arms around her tiny waist...crossing her wrist at the small of her back... spreads her thighs gracefully wide.. lifting her knees from the ground...she begins to crawl over on her belly towards her Jarl sitting in his Chair...
girl hopes she got this one rightshe has never had to do this one...it feels right..on to the next

~~(LESHA)...she nods rising to her feet swiftly...she places her tiny hands together behind her sleek back right above her heart shaped rump arching as her shoulders are pulled back causing her breasts to push forward her nipples hardened as she knows that the leash will be attached soon...lifts her head high..tilting it back..blonde hair trickle downward behind her...she turns her head to the left and closes her blue eyes...awaits a collar then listens for the click of the leash

~~she knows she knows these she did learn them just that her belly leaps and she gets nervous before her Jarl she can only wish that he be a little more patient with her ...there sure is a difference being Owned by a Man than a Woman

​~~she is more confident now than she was yesterday and hopes she pleases her Jarl... she runs to clean herself up so she will be fit for her Jarl's eyes to look upon


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PostSubject: Re: 1/21/18-1/27/18   Sun Jan 28, 2018 1:48 pm

1/23/18

cuts up fruits...grinds blackbeans..sweeps mops & waxes floors




~~ pure rocks into the kitchen area washes her dainty hands slides to the fruit bin pulling out some tospis olives and cherries setting them gently to the counter begins to wipe them down before she slices them with the cutting shell upon the counter placing the slices in separate covered bowls to use for garnishes

~~moves to the pantry taking out a few blackwine beans begins crushes them in the mortar & pestel filling the tin as she crushed them then covers it tightly places the tin back in it's resting place upon the counter cleans out the grinding tools

~~to the cold storage she wanders she grasps up to her ample breasts a bota of paga that immediately brings goose bumps to her skin

~~slithers up to the Hearth to check the paga kettle adding more from the bota stirs it as it hangs on a high hook to warm slowly so it will not burn washes out the bota and leaves it to hang to air dry*

~~ turning on dancer toes she surveys her Jarl's home...then takes a broom begins to sweep moving chairs and tables as she works sweeping small piles to the side then gets a dust pan filling it a few times dumping the dirt in the trash pile out side the back door of the kitchen area

~~gently replaces the broom and grasps up a bucket and the mop slips back into the kitchen area filling a bucket with warm soapy water..takes the mop and  moves back thru the home begins placing chairs on the tables dips the mop in the soapy water begins to dance with the mop...blonde tresses falling over her shoulders as she works

~~rinses the bucket out then the mop and glides it over the floor again to remove any traces of grime...scrubs the floors till they shine using a scrub brush dipped in the soapy water... occasionally pauses to survey the floor beams happily as it begins to shine

~~she opens the windows to dry the floor faster then empties the bucket and rinses the mop out once again...looks about the kitchen area and finds the bees wax

~~ pure grasps the container of bees wax she warms till it is liquid and a plucks a large rep cloth begins to sponge the wax over the dry floors...takes the large soft rep cloth lightly stepping on it begins to slide around the room polishing the floor twisting her hips back and forth along with her feet the Guard laughs at the tiny beast as she works*

~~when she is happy with the way the floor looks she think her Jarl will be please to find his floors clean and free of dirt and grime..she spinsaround..her long golden hair flares out from her head... moves about cleaning up putting everything where it belongs

~~slender legs lead her to the Main Hall where she melts to her knees where they kiss keeping her back straight hiking her breast up and out head held high fingers playing along her upper thighs before resting...she awaits her Jarl at his furs" />
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PostSubject: Re: 1/21/18-1/27/18   Sun Jan 28, 2018 1:51 pm

1/24/18

collecting Vulo eggs





~~sparkling blue eyes open under sooty lashes...with an sleepy yawn the girl rises to sit...stretching her long sun kissed arms and an arch of her sleek back...firm breasts stand proudly in the stretch...Pushing long golden tresses from her delicate face the girl extends taunt dancers legs to rise from her Jarl's furs.. thinks...o (she must of fell asleep waiting for him)*

~~ spinning on her heels pure moves through the hold. The cool Gorean breezes against her alabaster skin...a luscious smile plays upon her pout of cherry stained lips as the girl hears the voices of the Guards...long legs strides against the cool grounds. *

~~making her way to the supply shed she pulls back the heavy door crawling inside...an impish smile upon her lips as she gives a wiggle of her curved hips hoping she may catch the attention of a FREE MALE...crawling inside...the girl finds a basket on the nearby shelf*

~~a small hand grasps it to gather vulo eggs...climbing out from the shed the girl crosses the grounds to the pens singing a sweet  song ( "ahhhh ahhh ahha hummm humm humm...but you brought me here and I'm happy that you did cause now I'm as free as birds catching the wind ") upon the lips of the slave as she swings the basket in the early morning air*

~~ raising delicate features to the warmth of the rising sun...the girl takes a moment to enjoy the light breeze...with a shake of her head...tresses cascade down over her ears...stepping forward her bare feet against the  ground the girl strides to the vulo pens...softly laughing( ha ha ) to herself as she hears their soft cooing*

~~reaching a free hand to the latch the girl frees it...winging the gate open... steps inside turning to latch it back...a whirl of her toes... the girl sways to the nests...tender hands reach and remove eggs placing them in the basket. repeating this until her basket is almost full...she is ready for the last nest...reaching forward to take the egg*

~~ she jumps back as the bird pecks at her soft hand...shaking her hand...the girls eyes narrow a bit...looking at the bird. A voice as a soft whisper ("give me the egg")...gain she reaches for the egg and jumping back as the bird pecks at the girl...pure takes a step back, determined eyes scan the pens...spotting a stick the girl reaches and takes it in hand gingerly nudging the bird away from the nest*

~~ the girl takes the egg and places it in the basket...with a playful laugh she extends her tongue out at the bird as to say...("mine..mine...mine") quickly moving toward the gate...again with a free hand unlatching the gate... stepping out and latching it again...the slave looks at the bird as she places the stick beside the gate...the girl spins and glides up to the ice shed*

~~ she swinging the basket gently in her hand. Tilts her head as she hears the vulo's in the background...a slight smirk on her face as she looks at the basket...and sets it in the ice shed...closing door behind her*

~~she returns to the HOLD to see if she is needed to serve...coming in the kitchen she checks on the kettles of paga...blackwine...kalda and hot chocolate....smiling seeing there is plenty....


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PostSubject: Re: 1/21/18-1/27/18   Sun Jan 28, 2018 2:10 pm

1/25/18

filling water botas/cooking/weaving a small basket





~~bringing in a bucket of water pure looks around the kitchen and locates the empty bota's for water on the floor beside the vegetable bin...she carefully fills the bota's with the water from the bucket...

~~humming softly to herself as she corks them and ties them to the rope and sinks them into the barrel to their watery grave that will keep them cool and easy to access when needed...rising upright smiling to herself as she walks back to she starts to plan cooking something for her Jarl to tempt His taste buds


~~she washes her dainty hands....takes a fresh hunk of bosk from the cool pit...seasoning it well before placing on the frame to roast over the glowing embers...it would take all day to cook this way

~~the aroma would entice her Jarl to the table when finished...in a clean pot she adds some vegetables and grains to make a broth, topping it with water and adding a few meaty bones, before placing it in among the embers to cook slowly

~~knowing that this was going to take a while she gathers some fresh fibers from the closet and sits beside the fire to weave a new basket as she watches the cooking progress..nimble fingers begin to lay the base...weaving them together carefully to be sure it will be solid

~~picking up reed after reed the basket begins to take shape...twisting her fingers around the reeds...pulling them into place...humming happily as she finally finishes the small basket

~~setting it to dry near the fire..she runs to find the paints to decorate that were in the supply close...tiny feet padding quickly against the wood floor...stepping inside she takes her needed supplies hurrying back to the basket
easing down to kneel she sets her supplies out

~~mixing the paints to pale blue carefully she paints the strands then  setting it aside by the fire to dry

~~cleaning the area...she pics up the paints and brush..in the corner of her eyes she see the kitchen thrall working hard on his chore of peeling carrots...smiling to herself as she sneaks over to the thrall sneaky blue eyes turn left...then right thinks...o (ah the coast is clear)

~~knowing he is shirtless takes the paint brush of blue...and paints a paw print on his back,...saying.." A CLUE A CLUE" then rushing off quickly to the supply closet to place the supplies away

~~chuckling ...knowing it will take some scrubbing to get that paint off...days...he will be running around with the paw print...she hopes Jarl will get a chuckle out of that...as pure does...

~~back at the kitchen she washes  the brush out setting it aside to dry then her hands as she dries her dainty hands she checks on the dinner...

~~stirs the veggies...adding salt and pepper...removes the bones and wraps them up to save for the sleen perhaps they can gnaw on them since there are 3 bones here and not think pure is a good treat

~~the thrall asks pure if there is any thing on his back she goes over to the pit and bastes the bosk with some butter salt and tospis juice...hearing him..she smiles slyly saying "oh nooooooo!!" chuckles under her breath..as she brushes on the basting thinking...o(she will never tell)

~~seeing the basket is dry she takes it to the supply closet...so it can be used for fruits or eggs when gathering she retreats from supply closet... goes about her cooking...removing from the fires..the bread that had been baking....sets it to the counter.....butters the top watching it melt and licking her lips....hoping her Jarl...will allow her a taste...with dinner being done pure runs off to take a bath
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PostSubject: Re: 1/21/18-1/27/18   Sun Jan 28, 2018 2:15 pm

1/27/18

pure cleans Jarl Onak's whip



~~she takes up the newly made whip... smiling as she remembers the weight and feel of it as it crashed upon her flesh...the hot bite of the knotted tail..her golden lock mane falls in yellow waves down her supple form as she moves over to the fur upon the dias kneeling by Her Jarls chair

~~settling the whip there before rising and moving swiftly to the closet... opening it with a flick of her slender digits...reaching in and taking out the silver polish and leather soap... motioning to a thrall to fetch her warm water for the soap and taking three clean cloths putting them over her left shoulder

~~padding quietly back over to the dias...her lush hips sway and roll in seductive pleasure...midnight eyes of blue glow brightly...lush lips of deep red are curled upon her bright smile

~~stepping lightly up the stairs she folds down upon her knees..firm ass sinking down upon her heels...her slender spine arches as she bends her head to the task

~~taking the leather soap and pouring a bit into the warm water shooing the thrall away with a shew of her head...she picks up a clean cloth and soaks it in the water...humming softly as she works the leather from the braided handle down to the tail working the knot at the end

~~making the leather supple and smooth.. her dark eyes shine as the leather becomes almost black with the soapy water..her sunny tresses fall over her shoulders and down upon sun kissed thighs...the light pouring through the open windows makes her skin shimmer from the light sheen of sweat

~~she lightly brushes a few stray curls from her eyes and smiles warmer remembering his words to her earlier, about serving from his lap if she likes it or not...feeling the warmth and joy flooding her very core

~~sighing in deep pleasure as she tosses the used cloth into the bowl..motioning with one hand for the thrall to come and empty it and take care of the cloth... turning to the silver polish to bring the studs of silver in the handle into a bright shine

~~as she moves up to the handle working the many rivets of silver interwoven into the tight braids of the handle she glances out one of the three big windows that face the court yard...smiling as she sees a bright colored bird fly past before landing in a tree outside...hearing its call

~~the silver cleaned she takes up the clean dry cloth and drys the whip from the tips of the leather tail, taking extra care on the knot in the tail and the silver in the handle

~~holding the tip of handle with the cloth..draping it over the back of  Jarl Onak's chair next to his prized one... before turning upon the balls of her tiny feet...golden mane flowing around her silken form like a bright banner

~~ her blue orbs crystalline and sparkling as she pads back with the cloths and the jars...hips undulating... firm breasts bouncing sending...her tanned flesh ripples with her succulent movements as she tosses the cloths in a basket made of the bark of the tress

~~~returning the bottles to the closet closing it with her flared hip...she looks about the room a minute...inhaling the myriad of aromas that reach her...the smell of  Jarl Onak still in the air...her own scent of lavender

~~her eyes catch his chair and the memory of earlier sends a hot shiver racing down her spine...then an even brighter smile touches her lips as she remembers his words to her about her serving from his lap soon that knowledge making her heart soar

~~with a bounce in her step she flows to his chair to nap curling upon a place at his furs...her hand cupping her cheek as her sunny curls flow down her body like a soft down covering her... sinking into a deep sleep
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