Given away (Vern/Closed)

[FridaysChilde]

Continued from elsewhere young Dara finds herself at a masque with her lover, a young man who is preplexed by her submissive personality. During the course of the evening, her shoe slips off and a stranger comes to help her, but her lover sees them and confronts them.

The stranger is not someone to be pushed aside lightly, and quickly takes control of the situation. Dara's lover doesn't fight for her, but instead leaves her with the stranger.

She did as she was bid.

Mostly because her lover didn't tell her to do anything differently. He seemed content to have the other masked boy tell her what to do. It would be a part of his plan, she thought. He trusted her like she trusted him to do the right thing; which right now...she thought... was not to interfere in their discussion.

She might distract him from his wrath.

So, she sat.

Then, with a wave of his hand, he gave her away.

With a wave of his hand he cut all cords and promises between them, and gave her away.

Stunned she took the winner's hand when he held it out to her, rose as he bid, and left with him. His words echoing in her suddenly hollow world.

"Come on my dear. This entertainment no longer amuses me. Don't worry, the clown will hopefully come up with a new act. Now all this work and I don't even know your name. I am Vern, nice to meet you."

"Dara." She said meekly, her changeable eyes down cast and while one part of her wept at the loss of the first person she'd willingly given herself to, another part knew that this new man was used to bending others to his will; and that was comforting.

[Vernunft]

Smiling Vern reached across with his other hand and softly patted hers. "Well Dara, I am sorry about that scene back in there. I don't know what came over me. His insistence was... maddening. So I did what I needed, and now you are with me." He laughed, his intent wasn't that she was HIS par-say. He walked her out in to the darkness of the garden.

He continued walking with her until they had left the lights and the noise behind. He wasn't aware of anyone out here which was just as well. "So tell me, who was that one. And why do you walked about as if your were a puppet?" This was something that he couldn't understand.

She was similar to Raina but not the same. Raina was afraid, this woman didn't seem afraid more of accepting, as if she knew that she couldn't win the fight so she didn't even want to try. He turned and leaned against a tree positioning the girl in front of him. It was dark but the full moon gave the night light. His eyes roamed over her, the light glinting off his eyes that seemingly held no warmth.

[FridaysChilde]

"I thought... I thought he was someone who cared about me. But, if he didn't.." she turned her head away to look out into the darkness. "I guess I was wrong. More fool me, to beleive pretty words." She turned her head back to him, her red hair dark copper in the moonlight, but she didn't meet his gaze. "Do all gods have feet of clay?" she asked, tears glittered but didn't fall from her eyes. "Not that it matters, since he's given me away."

Around them the smell of the fall air was crisp and sharp and music from the hall wafted on it.

[Vernunft]

"Well now it isn't your loss then is it." Vern said smiling and reaching toward her neck and slowly pulling her closer to him. "Was it wrong to put your faith in someone, possibly. Was it wrong to put your faith in word rather than deeds." He said his smile becoming slowly more beastly.

He was taken aback by her question and he thought about it and none of the gods he had ever heard about had feet of clay... now the statues might. "Any god that has feet of clay isn't really a god that will stand up to the test of time. Almost any impact can shatter clay."

Vern looked into her eyes and noted the hurt and the loss there." He didn't give you away. He just could think fast enough, or fight hard enough to keep you. Or atleast that is the way he saw it I think. It also didn't help him that you just sat there, but thank you for doing so it made my job so much easier."

[FridaysChilde]

"You don't understand," She said softly. "If he'd told me to come to him, I would have. If he had told me not to sit, I wouldn't have. But he said nothing. He didn't need to fight you at all, I was his. I... I must have displeased him, so, he gave me to you."

When he pulled her closer, she came with no resistance, but waited with a kind of soft pliable passivity that was only heightened by the gown she was wearing that exposed her throat, shoulders and the tops of her breasts before shielding the rest of her in falls of fabric from a by gone era were women were property.

"Your job?" She asked, finally raising her eyes to his, her voice had a small shiver in it. "What is... your job?" There was a little touch of worry in her eyes, but her breath was quick, making that pretty bust heave interestingly.

[Vernunft]

"If you had tried to go to him, I very well might have stopped you and I am not exactly know for my gentle touch." He said his touch was exactly that though. "Even if he had wanted to keep you, I wouldn't have let him. His nose was too high, he need to get taken down a notch. That is my job or at least my pleasure, well one of anyway." He said his hand on the back of her neck softly caressed her skin.

"You should be glad that he did back down really at pretty boy like him. He would have used you like a hankerchiff. Used you and then carried you around until he needed to use you again. Why do you think that he was with those other people, he didn't want you around to hear him bad mouth you, trying to get something better." He said his voice coolly confident that he was right.

"Now I thought I would just use you and then toss you aside but, now I think I will keep you with me for a while. If you have no complaints? AH good none then." He hadn't even waited to hear if she did. "Now then tell me what did he use you for and what did he want of you?"

[FridaysChilde]

She trembled at his touch, and at his words. But didn't move away.

His words stung, and rang a little too true. But she hadn't cared if he'd taken his pleasures elsewhere, as long as he'd come back to her. Now... he wouldn't be. Not only disgaurded, but given away... to a stranger.

"The same thing all men want," she replied, knowing this one true thing. "To be pleased and pleasured. To have his body stroked, as well as his ego. To command and be obeyed, but..." She hesitated, feeling disloyal. "He wasn't very good at it."

In the world she had come from before him, her former lover would have been called 'vanilla'. But she had been looking for someone more tender; and instead found weak.

[Vernunft]

"Well many see tenderness, gentleness and weakness all one and the same. But we know that they can be miles apart." He said the hand behind her neck now firm but not painful. Cocking his head to the side, the silver of his eye flowed. He pulled her in to a kiss. It wasn't a kiss between lovers or a savage primal kiss, it simply was a kiss. He held her so she could pull away, if she could over power his grasp.

Slowly he pulled back his eyes looking into her for any sign or emotion other than the plasid acceptance of what comes. He could feel her body with his hands, the tightening and losening of her muscles and noting any noise she uttered.

He wanted to see where this would lead, hopefully not the same route at Raina. This however was already different she wasn't afriad of him as Raina had. Though the encounter with her and the subsiquent loss of sanity that accompanied it had opened his eyes to a new side off himself. The darker and primal animal had found a new outlet then just fighting and it roaring inside his head awaiting its release.

[FridaysChilde]

When he pulled her closer she put her hand on his chest, lightly, and felt the cloth of his costume, the beating of his heart, his breath.

The hand on her neck was compelling, but not hurtful. Instead of resisting she opened her mouth slightly, not to invite him in per say, but to allow him his will. Then he pulled back again, searching her face in the moonlight.

She left her hand on his chest and waited. Seeing that dark beast slide behind his eyes like a tiger in a cage; it made her shiver again to see it and lick her just kissed lips. Tigers culd be gentle, or cruel, as their whim wished.

[Vernunft]

Vern looked at her and the smile returned,"I am not sure if you liked that. And I would like you to tell me, the things you like." He said before his fingers tightened a little and he found his nose nearly touching hers,"And I am not like him, Dara if you lie to me and I find out. You will regret for a long while." He said it will out malice or with calm, cold, assurance that he would do as he promised.

He moved his free hand to her waist and pulled her body against his, the dress making it difficult or at the least slightly unconfortable. His hand on her neck slid over her ear and then back down her hair, as if soothing a child or animal. The hand felt her back through the gown, slowly it slid down her back to her hips. "I hope you don't have any issues with that?" This time he did wait for her answer, the wrong answer possible envoking something ... unpleasant for her.

[FridaysChilde]

This time, for this one thing, she met his eyes boldly even as he became rougher with her.

"I don't lie." She said firmly. "So on that, you do not have to worry. I may not fully answer, or maybe not answer at all. But I don't lie."

But then the boldness was brushed away by his forcefullness and her eyes slide away from him again.

"I'm a little afraid of you, but... I was given to you. So, you can do as you like. What I like is of little consquence, and I know that." She answered, as she said she would, honestly. But, also as she answered, she didn't tell him all. She didn't tell him that between her legs a tingleing had started when he crushed her too him. He wanted her, and would use her, just as he said he would. And that made her heart beat a little faster.

[Vernunft]

"good that is one thing that we don't have to worry about then, I don't like it when people lie to me." He said his hand moved on to her ass and gripped through the dress, which didn't give much of an accurate impression of her body, but that wasn't going to deter him from enjoying her and hopefully she might enjoy some to.

"I understand that he may not have cared about what you enjoy, but I don't find as much enjoyment if I am the only one enjoying myself." He finished with another kiss this one with a hint of the savagery that he contained. He turned her another and placed her back against the tree. He wanted to tear her cloths off there and then, but he restrained himself slightly.

Instead only caressing her body firmly. He almost wanted her to try and stop him, then he would force her. He would enjoy the feeling of her squirm if she did instead of just going limp like Raina had. Thankfully he didn't think she would do that.

[FridaysChilde]

"Really now," She remarked as he ran his hands over her unprotesting body. "That's no what I read in your eyes. You're eyes say that you'd like to play with your prey."

She flicked her own up at him and confirmed that what she'd seen before was there. "Are you going to hurt me if I say no and twist and squirm?" She challenged him.

In response he turned her and pressed her against the tree. "Or do you like the faint of heart? Someone who just lays there while you do what you will?"

She tilted her chin up. "Tell me your prefence, and I'll do what you want. That's what I like."

[Vernunft]

Vern smiled already this girl was much more fun a 'prey' as she put it. She didn't just cring and cry, she would wiggle and squirm if that was what he fansied. Someone had trained this girl to read those she 'serviced' and know them. "I might have hurt you, but I don't think that it would make the impact that it would on others." He finished one of his hand cupping her breast the dress once again interfering, but not enough to cause him to rip it off.

He remembered earlier when he had helped her with her shoes,"Really that is what you like? or is that just your defense. Did he like you with no panties on, stocking and hoseless? I saw what you were hiding underneigth this getup." He said his hand moving from her breast and started to lift up her dress. "or were you just prepared for him bring you out her to use?" He breathed leaning closer and biting her softly on area between the neck and shoulder.

[FridaysChilde]

"I like," her breath caught when he cupped her beast. "I like being made to take what I want, even if I don't know I want it."

He moved against her restlessly, lifting up her skirt playfully as he asked his questions. "The one who," she wanted to say 'made me' but knew he wouldn't understand. "trained me forbade me to. He said he should be able to put his hands on me, in me, whenever he wanted."

She leaned her head to the side to give him more access to her skin, her hands still, one by her side, and one on his chest. "And he would. At the theater, in Denny's, in the park..."

[Vernunft]

Her first set of words confused him for a moment,"So he would tell you want you wanted and then would make you take it." He finished with a thoughtful look. That was something that he hadn't thought about. It would be interesting to see if it was even possible to train someone like that. He had pulled her dress up to where he would be able to gain access to her.

His hand moved from her dress to her stomache and then down to her sex. He rubbed it slowly feeling her warmth. He didn't want her to start enjoying herself yet, so after a few strokes back and forth he moved down to her inner thigh, letting his finger nails drag along her skin,"I can't say that I disagree with him there." He said before pressing his body to hers and kissing her again deeply.

[FridaysChilde]

She shifted to allow him access to her; as she was trained. And he agreed with her training.

"Most men do." She murmered to him as he leaned in to kiss her harder, pushing her mouth open to accept his tougue even as his fingernails grazed the skin of her tenderst skin.

The simple fact is that children, if told to have as much candy as they want, will glut themselves. And men, if told they could do what they want, will as well.

Mother's knowing it's not good for them, won't allow their children to do it. Wives won't allow their husbands too either. But girls who have been trained, do, and will.

[Vernunft]

He moved back and forth, his hand grazing her sex then not, rubbing her clit, then away. He was feeling her movement, seeing if she stayed where she was or moved so his hand would rub her tender spot all the time. He didn't want to just take her and be done, that was for lesser forms of sport. Dara wanted, needed more than just a quick lay and then done.

"Well you will find that, there are some women that want it just as much. And I think that you might just be one of them. Even if you weren't like this." He said moving his head to the side and kissing her cheek, neck and exposed flesh on her front. He wouldn't deny that he enjoyed sex and if offered he wouldn't refuse. In that she was 100% right about him. But she was also right about playing with his food.

[FridaysChilde]

He breath was quiet little hitches in his ear as he teased her, and she was getting moist under his care, but for all of her openess to his use, she still had a spine.

"But I am like this, and you are as you are. You know what you want, why wait to do it?" She asked.

She reached her hand to lightly place it over his cock, not so much as a touch, but to hover over it and feel it's heat. She didn't have permission to touch. "You are more than ready. Would it be easier if I bent over, the dress would be out of the way...?" She offered him.

[Vernunft]

"I have waited cause I choose to. You know very well what I am accused of, I could have take you as soon as I had you. Did I? Why do you think that I spent the time talking to you? He moved his hand back over her sex and started to concentrate on her clit. He was playing with it and her. They both knew how it would end but she seem to just want to get it over with.

"I told you that you were right I like to play with my prey. And I will until I am ready sink my teeth in." He finished nibbling on her next slightly painfully but not enough to draw blood. "And soon enough I will have you been over and you will tell me if want I do makes your feel good. Go ahead and start now." He said his thumb and forefinger rolling her clit back and forth.

She was his toy to play with now, and he wouldn't be told how to play. He like playing, and enjoyed the moistened flesh between his fingers, and her wanting to play with him back,"If you really must you can pull that out and get me ready thou." He said planing on letting her undo his cloths.

[FridaysChilde]

"I want..." She looked back at the dance, and thought of who she'd come with and what he'd done. "I want you to take me away from here and, undress for you, and ... have me." She admitted.

"I don't want to be here anymore and think of him with someone else." She turned her eyes to him. "Can we do that? Can you take me every place he's taken me and erase him?"

Tears glittered again in her eyes as her hand stroked his shaft.

[Vernunft]

Vern smiled he had no qualms against taking her back to his place and fucking her good and hard but he thought for a moment. "Yes I will do that but first you, we will also stay here." He said calmly his finger pushing into her tight folds. He almost wished that the fool would see him fucking the girl he wanted. That would be something that would shine in his memory, he didn't expect anyone to stumble across them.

"So now, you are going to take me out and get me ready, here and now." He moved his finger around in her sex. "And when I am ready I will take you here. Then home to repeat the process with more intimates." He said his fingers, he had added a second finger. Both of which began to slowly pump into her. He sighed as he thought about the fun to come and felt a roar of anticipation.

[FridaysChilde]

"Yes." She said and did as she told, her hand deftly undoing his pants from long practice of doing such things. It was hot, and smooth with a trimmed head. Freed, she left it for a moment to wet her fingers in her mouth before stroking it and running her thumb up and down the slit.

She arched, pushing against the tree, into his hand, the hoops of her skirt framing her exposure in the moonlight.

"Do as your will, I'm your prize." She said to him, her eyes meeting his.

[Vernunft]

Vern smiled at her as he continued to finger her slowly, he pulled his fingers out of her sex with almost painful slowness. He pulled his finger up do his hand and tasted them. He was slightly suprised to be honest, he hadn't expected a taste that have didn't mind and might even come to enjoy,"well well I like how you taste my dear." He finished before lining up his sights.

He moved and began to rub his cock up and down along her slit, coating his lenght with her moisture. He leaned down and almost cooed,"if you want it I will give it to you. But you will have to take it." He said smiled and positioned his cock just at her entrence but didn't go in."Push yourself on to me cause we aren't leaving here until you do." He was again being honest if she tried to go anyway but on to him he would stop her.

[FridaysChilde]

The angle was awkward, the dress a hindence, and she had the feeling he wouldn't let her turn around. Instead she stroked her hand down his arm to his hand and then brought it to her thigh before lifting it, hoping he would kind enough to grip it and support her as she slid him into her cunt.

"Please, a little help?" She asked and then began to buck her hips slowly to move him in and then almost out of her. She leaned the top of her head against his chest and with her free hand steadied herself on the tree. "Is this what you require?" She asked, rocking against him, balanced on one foot and her one, with the shoe that had started this whole mess dangling loosely, held up above his waist.

Over his shoulder she watched happy couples dancing flash by the windows and felt her heart harden against the one who had cast her aside so easily. She'd have a revege, but she didn't know how or when, but it would be stunning, and as public as when he'd given her to the man who's cock she now rode.