A New Master to Serve (Open for one guy)

Blaanid

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It was the dark ages and slavery was alive and well for women. Lauren was a small girl who had just turned 18 and her family could no longer support her, so her father came to the arrangement that she would be sold to wealthy lord to the far west. Lauren knew her place and she went willingly, but that didn't change the fact that she was a very scared girl now and never being with a man before made her almost insanely frightened this night.

This great lord had a castle keep the size of what she could only imagine to be as large as a small country its self. He was a very powerful man and to her surprise she was very attracted to him. Lauren was sitting in her new room, it was large and had its own fireplace and a large very comfortable bed for her to sleep in. All she could do now was wait for him to come to her and fear the moment that he would take her tonight and spill her virgin blood.
 
OOC: Looking for someone to play her new Master...make up your own char and just go with it :)
 
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The weight of responsibility and authority did not sit well on Lord Cromwell. It seemed that his life was full of attachments, aspects of his life that were not of his chosing. His livlihood, the manor, the castle, the land, his friends, his enemies.....everything and everyone had seemingly been handed down to him. Even what he ate at meals and the clothes he wore were chosen for him, and he was becoming quite weary of it all.

One of his ministers now told him of a new slave girl, some wretched wench no doubt, again not of his choosing, but a girl whose arrival at the castle no doubt soothed some squabble somewhere, or served some political end, even if it were several links down the corrupt chain that brought this girl and him together at this time.

Lauren, that was her name, he said to himself, certain that he would forget it almost as soon as he was done taking her. When he entered her chamber, he had expected the horrified look on her face, but he had not expected her to be so beautiful.
 
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Seeing her Master enter the room for the first time and not knowing what to do during their first private meeting she got out of her seat and when to her knees and said her greeting, "Greetings Master, I hope you are pleased with me Master." She took a glance up just so that she could lay her eyes on him, he was so attractive and she enjoyed very much looking at him.
 
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Lord Cromwell looked down at the pitiful girl and wondered just how a frail young thing as her found herself in such a position as this. He looked at her beautiful features that seemed to shine through the dirt and grime that she had brought with her to the castle.

"Stand, girl! I have enough groveling ingrates surrounding me! I need NOT one more!" HE wasn't being honest. He did want her to stand, but not for the reason he had said. He wanted to see her form more clearly as she stood in front of him.

How could this be? So beautiful, so delicate. His world was full of hardship and struggle, despite his wealth. As he looked on this beautiful young flower, he thought of something strange. He had always felt that his life had been thrust upon him, with him having little choice. Couldn't the same thing be said of this girl?

"I did not mean to sound displeased with you." He spoke softer but still did not smile. "I hope that you are comfortable here."
 
Lauren stood as tall as she could, she was only 5'3, but her posture was like a ballet dancer and almost perfect. Her breasts were very sizable, her waist tiney, but her ass was a most delicious addition.

She smiled at her Master and told him, "This place is wonderful Master, it is very comfortable and beautiful." She then noticed that a bathtub had been brought into the room with warm water in it steaming and looked to him almost horrified and said, "I don't have to get in that with you in the room, will you please allow me some privacy Master? I have never been with a man before."
 
For the first time, the hint of a smile came to the corner of his mouth, and Cromwell did his best to supress it. Both the thought of this lovely creature withour her clothing, and her naive nature were somewhat humourous to him. He nutured the thougt that this girl might actually pierce the gloom that was his life, maybe shed some rays of joy in his dark world.

"Do not worry of such things, my child." he said to her as he reached for her tattered blouse and began to untie the lace strings that held it closed near her breasts. "When you are with me, you may believe that we are the only two people alive."

He saw her tremble, and felt pity. Part was for her, as despite his outword courseness, he did feel sympathy for this poor girl who felt so far from home and vulnerable. But at the same time, he felt pity for himself, realizing that his presense caused this girl to feel fear. As he removed the blouse from the girl, he wondered if her feelings for him would ever change.
 
She stood there, half naked in front of her Master with her large breasts open to him for the grabbing. She didn't know what to do, it seemed that he took her blouse off so quickly and suddenly she was as good as naked to him. Her cheeks went bright red, red as her rose colored hair.

"Master, I am sorry if I have offended you, you own me now and I will do as you say." She took off her skirts and stood in front of him fully nude showing her obedience.
 
It had been a cold and overcast day. The coldness has settled into Lord Cromwell's bones, and no matter the cloaks or garments he had layered upon himself, it was impossible to find warmth. That is, until now.

Lauren's beauty seemed to eminate warmth. Her downward gaze and humble, quiet obedience belied the fact that she was a source of comfort to Cromwell, this he could see already.

Yes, her body was beautiful, but it was more than that. She seemed to bring life to this cold dark place. This castle was really nothing more than a prison, and Cromwell's life no more than a sentence spent inside its confines.

Could this beautiful young girl be his freedom, the respite he had been looking for?

"Do not concern yourself with offending me, my child," he said to Lauren, softly touching her face. "You hardly seem capable of such a wicked thing. Please, in such a short amount of time, you have brought me pleasure. I insist that you comfort yourself in the warm water."
 
Lauren looked up at her new Master and kissed his cheek showing him true affection for him and got into the warm water. She laid back into the warm water, took the soap and lathered her entire body not missing any area of skin. She giggled as she noticed that her nipples were becoming hard all the while her new Master sat back in a comfortable chair and watched his girl wash her young nude body.
 
Cromwell was now very comfortable, and he relaxed in the chair, watching his new prize wash herself in the tub, giggling all the while. She had such a gentle nature about her, seemingly enjoying the good things around her. Cromwell wondered if Lauren ever had bathed in such surroundings in such warm water.

His thirst came over him suddenly and with a clap of his hands, he summoned a servant who brought in two cups of wine. As he watched Lauren bathe, and sip her wine intermitently, he smiled.

"As beautiful as you are, I may find the time each day to enjoy this with you, my dear."
 
His loving words made her smile and she lifted herself out of the tub. Water and suds were running down her skin and her Master now had a very good view of her body. She found herself wanting for him to touch her, actually ached for him to touch her. Not realizing it until it was too late, these thoughts made her let out a quick soft moan showing her lust for the man that she calls Master.

She got out of the tub, fully dried herself and walked over to where her Master was sitting. Still naked she knelt at him and laid her face on his inner thigh as though she were an obedient cat wanting to be pet.
 
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