Amazon village (Open)

[_honey_]

Nedra

I couldn't help but smile at his discomfort. His Body was clearly tensed, expecting attack. As I gently removed the old wadding and washed the wound with damp water, his tension mounted. I temporarily pitied his position - expecting attack even from phsyicians - but then remembered the evils of males and shook the feeling off. As my hands remained gentle and I took my time to check the head wounds thoroughly, the girls got bored and drifted away slowly to the screams of the thief, which promised far more entertainment. Rebandaging him, I noticed only one girl left.

"not having fun witht the others?"
"No," she sighed. "I'm to extract his seed. I'm one of the assigned mothers."

With a medical eye I approved of her large bust and wide hips, she'd made a fine mother. I wondered with a smirk what the prisoner thought of having his seed extracted by her.

 

[flithymind]

Chamberlain

I twisted again as she approached, straining against my bonds vainly as she reached out for my head wound - and I braced for the pain.

But none was forthcoming. Her touch was gentle, soothing almost. She removed the wadding from my wound and cleaned the blood from my hair. Her touch was increasingly cooling and comforting - she was clearly the camp medic and was skilled in her craft. I started to relax, slightly.

My muscles snapped back to alertness as a terrible yell, a man's yell echoed through the camp. He was clearly in pain. I found myself almost hoping he was already dead, so I would not lose my medic. I felt waves of guilt immediately, that was an Un-Christian thought. There was clearly something to see, as the other girls milled out of the tent rapidly, heading in the direction of the screams. Only one remained, and my medic.

She spoke! "Not having fun with the others?" the Medic asked, in perfect, if accented English.

"No," the other sighed. "I'm to extract his seed. I'm one of the assigned mothers." the medic nodded and surveyed her carefully.

My eyes flew wide with fear and wonder. 'Extract my seed'? Whatever did she mean? My mind raced to the obvious conclusion and my eyes leapt to the small array of surgical blades in the medic's kit, agonisingly out of my reach. I felt my stomach tighten in fear and I swallowed, hard. How would they "extract" it? I knew better than to hope for what I had enjoyed, laying with the women who came to the barracks of a night... but, could I hope?

I found myself eyeing this girl - she was curvaceous. Full of chest and hips. I found my throat running dry. My eyes danced to the medic, her soft touch, her dusky skin - slighter than the other girl, but still achingly curved. My manhood twitched, despite myself. Fear and wonder filled my mind. I wanted to speak - but could think of nothing to say.

 

[_honey_]

Nedra

Clearing away my medic's bag, I noticed that the other girl, Kasha by name, had already stripped off her clothes and was eyeing the patient with a wolfish smile I hadn't seen before.

"you know Nedra," she wheedled, "free-range males are a lot more fun!"
"Kasha!" I reprimanded her, blushing. For although I had an academic knowledge of males so I could care for our young sons before they are removed from the village, I had been too young to know how to get pleasure from them when last we had grown specimins as prisoners. maybe i could learn? Packing slowly to give myself more time to think, i wondered how differnt it would be to being bedfellows with another woman. A quick glance at his slowly hardening genitels told me 'very different' and my mind was made up.

Making my face as stern as possible and trying to banish any joy from my face I turned to the prisoner.

"My name in Nedra and my fair haired friend is Kasha. You have not had a full meal in several days. You are surrounded by the fastest humans in the kingom and the greatest warriors on this world. Any escape yu attempt will resut in your recapure an execution. If we decide not to chase you you will perish in the forests surrounding the village for in your weakened, naked state you will be no match for the beasts there. We release you only so that our tribe can remain fruitful, not for your good at all? Is this understood?" I asked imperiously.

Without waiting for a reply I untied his ropes, and he slumped to the ground.

 

[flithymind]

'My' medic started to pack her things and the other girl hissed something inaudible at her, grinning wildly as she stripped her clothes. Her bountiful chest spilled forth and jiggled delciously as she laughed with the medic and I found myself hardening... it had been so long since I had been with a woman.

Now the medic was blushing and I hoped she could not see my arroused state - but bound as I was I could do nothing to hide it.

The blush vanished and she turned to me. I must have angered her.

"My name in Nedra and my fair haired friend is Kasha. You have not had a full meal in several days. You are surrounded by the fastest humans in the kingom and the greatest warriors on this world. Any escape yu attempt will resut in your recapure an execution. If we decide not to chase you you will perish in the forests surrounding the village for in your weakened, naked state you will be no match for the beasts there. We release you only so that our tribe can remain fruitful, not for your good at all? Is this understood?" I asked imperiously."

Her tone left no room for negotiation. If what she said was true (and I had no call to doubt her) my prospects were not good. But perhaps if I could gain some tools, some supplies from these women, I might stand a chance - either way, untied I had infitely better prospects than bound to this stake.

And then she untied me.

I made to stand, but my muscles ached from being bound for so long. They would not respond. I slumped to the floor, every muscle released, crying out as blood flowed into them for the first time in what felt like weeks.

I pushed myself up off the floor - slowly, glancing at the two women a mix of fear and intrigue washing over me.

 

[impish_pixie]

Alana

The queen stops, pondering, then smiles and nods excitedly. "Well, I hadn't thought of it like that, but yes - I guess it is. Once he gets to where our actions are no longer arousing him - and thus not becoming hardened, and therefore of no use to our reproductive state, one of two things happens. According to his behavior, he is either taken deep into the woods and released to find his own way - and we have never had one come back to fight us, and have heard of only a few that made it out of the woods - or if he was horrid and hurtful, we just kill him."
Adolla shrugs a bit, hoping that doesnt' frighten the girl. They didn't often have to kill the prisoners, and in fact hated doing so - they much preferred to let the men go, find civilazation again, and tell other men of their sexual experiences here. Inevitably, the return of one man to a city was followed with the arrival of several more.

Queen Adolla smirks at the prisoner as he grunts at his ass slap. This one was a bit tougher than she'd seen recently, but she certainly knew how to handle him, and he'd get it all - theives were not tolerated in her colony. She wouldn't tell alana, but this one would likely die.... Unless, of course, he was able to redeem himself later.

A series of conflicting emotions slowly pass over the princess's face. Not only as she listens with near-devotion to the Queen but as she tries to sort out her own opinions and decide how to voice them without insulting or angering the Adolla. She falls back on what little training she received in the art of diplomacy and starts with the common ground.

"This one is a thief, caught in the act, I presume. In many societies, he would be dead already in punishment for his crime. Other cultures, I recall, cut off a thief's hands so he can not steal again. That seems needlessly cruel." She pauses and draws a breath, "If he was obviously starving, or incapable of honest work to support himself, I would be tempted to plead for mercy." She bows her head, "I can be soft-hearted, Your Majesty. I have not yet developed your strength." She looks up and then allows her gaze to fall on the prisoner. "But he is fit, he chose his crime, he must face the punishment. If he does not, word would pass throughout the land of how gullible you are and how easy it is to steal from your people. No woman would be safe. He must be punished for his own sins and as a deterrent to others."

 

[showdolly]

"Exactly, Princess. You are a very fast learner, and it is to your benefit." The queen takes Alana's chin in her hand, once again bringing the girl's eyes in line with her own infamous green gaze. Whispering so that only the princess can hear her, Adolla admits her own shortcomings. "I, too, often am soft-hearted. that is why I do not dole out the punishments myself, only give the commands for them. I know a lot about men, and what I know is not good, but... I've been in bed with enough men to realize that there may be more to them than I - even in all my wisdom - can understand. They are human, as we are, and somewhere inside them - at least inside SOME of them - something good still lives. That is why I do not kill them, not unless they harm me or my friends in some way."
Her arms now around the girl, Adolla leads the both of the closer to the prisoner. Without looking at the man strapped in a cross before them, Adolla kneels in front of him and brings Alana with her. "Slowly now, gently... like this." Adolla motions away the girls behind the prisoner, who were obviously ready for some sort of attack. There are the normal ways, and then there is the consideration for the young princess as she learns and is worked into their ways. For now, they will ease the punishment of the man, just a little.

As Adolla goes to lick the head of the man's cock in front of her, she puts both hands on his knees. Without touching him any further north than that, Adolla licks at the man-shaft, not letting it strike her as it twitches and not moving away much either. Glancing up at the man, warning him with her eyes to be gentle, she backs away and motions for the young princess to imitate her. "Slow as you want, touch him any way you wish, let his carnal pleasure rise slowly to your caress." Still on her knees, Adolla places her hand in the small of Alana's back to guide the girl to take the queen's place in front of the prisoner.

(OOC: I'm so glad Chamb is getting play! Welcome to the thread, _honey_ and I hope you stick around and play more!! This thread needed another gal or two... I haven't seen blackopal lately but I'm sure she'll be back.... I hope. Chamb - tried to get you some play earlier but ya missed it. LOL I'll get there and yep, you'll get yours eventually. Glad you get to play now!! Back to your regularly scheduled Amazons....)

 

[impish_pixie]

Alana

Alana smiles at the Queen's admission of occasional weakness, it makes the princess feel much relieved. Acting fearless, strong, even merciless if required by the situation, is much easier than being those things. Alana knows this for a fact, since she as been trying to act brave and noble since the death of her parents, since she awoke in this strange land and since she made several promises she knows she is honor bound to keep. She knows she will keep them, whatever it costs her.

"Slow as you want, touch him any way you wish, let his carnal pleasure rise slowly to your caress." Still on her knees, Adolla places her hand in the small of Alana's back to guide the girl to take the queen's place in front of the prisoner.

Alana tentatively puts out her tongue and touches to the underside of the prisoner's cock, she wiggles her tongue a bit and jumps back when it bounces up and bops her little nose. Her face reddens as the Amazon females laugh at her trepidation but the Princess smiles, feeling as if she was part of a joke that the experienced always played on the young their first time. It was inclusive good humor, more than not. With an encouraging smile from the Queen, Alana licks the shaft, little licks with the tip of her tongue and deeper licks with the center of her tongue and then she bites it softly with lip covered teeth. She was curious and just wanted to see if anything would happen.

 

[jabels]

Jacks looks down at the queen and meets her gaze. Something in that gaze scares him senseless but yet makes him want her more thjen any woman he has ever known. He moans a little at the Queen's touch. When the goregeous princess takes over he feels a sharp emotional pain go thru him. This didn't seem right to him. After all theyears he served this girls father as a spy and an assasin and also a friend his cock shouldn't be near her face. Even if the King had hired him as a teen he watched theis woman grow up. From the shadows grant you but still he felt as much as one could....but ohhh what a tongue. He closed his eyes trying to fight the emotions as his cock bopped her in the nose and he shuddered a little.

(OCC: Felt like adding a little twist to my story here)

 

[impish_pixie]

no problem

(ooc- go for it!)

 

[showdolly]

(Looks like a good twist to ME! LOL)

Adolla chuckled a little as she saw Alana bite the man gently, and he shuddered. Placing her hand on the princess' head, she told her to wrap her lips around his cock and suck a little. As the princess did as she was told, the queen began to press Alana's head back and forth on the man, not forcing him into her, just showing her how to suck on him. "There you go, sweet girl. Suck his cock and let him feel you pleasure him."
Out of sight of the girl, Alana motioned her tribals back to their places. Whispering now to her new little apprentice, the queen warned her of the impending punishment of the prisoner. "Now remember, the more he enjoys you the worse his punishments will be, so brace yourself each time he moans." She smiled as the girl simply nodded her head, her mouth still on his cock. "Use your tongue on the underside of him for me, Alana. Let me hear his moans of pleasure." This she said a little louder, misleading the man into thinking she WANTED him to moan. She did, but for reasons unknown yet to the fool. She looked at him and simply grinned.

 

[impish_pixie]

Alana

"There you go, sweet girl. Suck his cock and let him feel you pleasure him."She smiled as the girl simply nodded her head, her mouth still on his cock. "Use your tongue on the underside of him for me, Alana. Let me hear his moans of pleasure."

Her head guided by the Queen's hand and her actions her belief that she was helping the poor prisioner, Alana sucked the tip of his cock into her mouth. First simply sucking on it, then exploring the unfamiliar piece of man-flesh with her tongue. Bit by bit, she took a little more into her mouth with the help of the persuasive insistance of the Queen. Her tongue explored and tasted the cock, lapping back and forth across the underside, her mouth sucking with gentle pressure and her lips softly squeezing around him, following Her Majesty's instructions as much as she was able.

 

[showdolly]

The prisoner moaned at Alana's careful initiation, and Adolla nodded her head in confirmation to the tribals behind him. At the same time, two girls moved forward and pinched his shoulders between sharp metal clips which were connected to an acid source, producing a shock. It wasn't strong enough to plow through his body and transfer to the princess, but it was enough that he yelped and tensed, surprising the girl.
Biting his lip to cover for his surprise, he quieted again and Adolla encouraged the younger girl to continue. The louder the man's moans became, the stronger the shocks would be and the more sensitive places they would be placed. Once too close to the girl, Adolla would take over the goings on, as she knew the process and didn't want the princess to accidentally be hurt. For now, he was only beginning to enjoy the mouth of his young sucker, and Adolla enjoyed watching.
"It's okay, my girl, just a warning to him, please continue." She pressed a little harder on Alana's head, having her to take more of him and go back and forth with her head, hoping to force the prisoner into bucking against her in pleasure.

 

[jabels]

Jack soon worked out that everytime he moaned he would be shocked. He braced himself and moaned once and was shocked. The only thing that hurt him was the clips biting into his skin not the shocks anymore. He was sued to this torture by the rivals kings guards and grew a resistance to it. He shut his eyes and stole against the pain and pleasure sending himself to another part of the world trying to block evyerthing out yet trying to keep himself anchored listening for when he had to tense.

 

[showdolly]

Seeing that this prisoner was not only strong, but smart and had now figured out Adolla's little "secret" to his punishments, she aimed to make sure he'd keep moaning. Rubbing Alana's back as she stood, the queen lifted her leg upon the man's shoulder. Peering into his eyes, she began to do some moaning of her own, her fingers sliding inside of her dainty covering, wetting themselves.
"Oh my, you're a stronger and smarter man than I've seen in a while, you are. You enjoying what my little protege is doing to your hard manhood?" She reached down below the princess' face to massage his balls and encourage the girl to continue. Then she moved her own covering over a bit so that he could see her wet pussy and began to rub her clit from the top so that he could see her. "See what you're doing to me? It's getting me hot watching you take what I'm having the girls give you. You're a strong man, stronger than I've seen lately by far, and I may just have to have my ways with you." She tried to signal to Alana to do something spectacular to coincide with her words, and watched eagerly to see if Alana had properly received the message the queen's tickle of her neck had tried to convey.

 

[impish_pixie]

Alana

Jack soon worked out that everytime he moaned he would be shocked. He braced himself and moaned once and was shocked. The only thing that hurt him was the clips biting into his skin not the shocks anymore. He was sued to this torture by the rivals kings guards and grew a resistance to it. He shut his eyes and stole against the pain and pleasure sending himself to another part of the world trying to block evyerthing out yet trying to keep himself anchored listening for when he had to tense.

The princess leans away from the prisoner and allows his cock to slip from between her lips. She look up to the Queen and whispers, "I don't think I am doing it properly."

 

[jabels]

He looks at the queens slit and smiles and thinks Soon one day you will be mine before closing his eyes again.

 

[showdolly]

Seeing the look in the man's eyes, she reads his thoughts and immediately jumps backwards, taking the now detached princess with her and motioning to the girls. They clip both of his nipples and his inner thighs as far up as they can go - twice each - as well as his lower lip at his chin and shock the fuck out of him while lashing his back with sharpened rocks on the end of what is known as a cattanine tails (SP?) three times each by two whips. Adolla watches to see his reactions to that, and comforts the girl, one arm around her tightly.

First, she encourages her. "No my dear you were doing wonderfully! It takes practice, and time, and your inexperience actually heightened his pleasure. Now this," she motioned to the punishments going on with him now, "this is the result of thoughts he's having. You have seen my eyes, and you know I'm sure that I can... hear, sense things. Even moreso with a man, Alana, I can interpret thoughts simply by gazing into their eyes. That man has decided that he is going to try and take me for his own. I might have allowed him to my chamber at some point, provided he didn't become cocky like that, and now he has and he must know that I am not to be owned by him or ANYONE." The queen was angry with him, and she hoped Alana could see that she just could know those things and wouldnt' punish him so harshly without reason.
The prisoner now quiet, subdued a bit, they began to approach him as Adolla guaged by his reaction what should happen next. "Are you okay, my girl?" She asked Alana quietly, not sure if the girl wanted to continue her pursuits or watch now.

 

[impish_pixie]

Alana

Alana winces and her eyes fill with tears as the clamps are attached to the prisoner's nipples and thighs. The rolled down her cheeks as he was beaten, she could not watch anymore, she had to turn away. She did not step away, she did not leave the Queen's side; the princess could no longer watch the prisoner being abused.

"That man has decided that he is going to try and take me for his own. I might have allowed him to my chamber at some point, provided he didn't become cocky like that, and now he has and he must know that I am not to be owned by him or ANYONE."

"Your Majesty, he is bound to a post. His desire for you, even his desire to own you, did not make him a threat to you. He cannot lift a finger against you. You say he must be taught that you are not too be owned by any man. That is the truth; you must not be owned but is it not natural that every man wants to do just that? How could any man look at you and not want to possess you? You are everything a man could desire and so much more. You don’t have to this; you have the capacity and courage to form your own relationship with a man, not based on possession or ownership but one based on mutual respect for the other's strengths."

Alana pauses and looks around her, she sees in the faces of the women the enjoyment they find in torturing their prisoner and a knot forms in her stomach.

“You have denounced men for using their physical strength to dominate and humiliate women, yet what is happening here, right now, is no different. In order to protect yourselves from men you are taking on the characteristics you despise most in them.”

 

[showdolly]

The queen considered. Alana was right, and that had been the point. She had always wanted to show a man how hurtful his ways were, how in controlling a person as they did hurt both physically and emotionally. As a woman, even as a strong woman, the only way to overpower a decently healthy man was to tie him down, back, or up in some manner so that he could not get at her. Surprise him, knock him out, and tie him up. That was the only way to keep HIM from controlling HER.
She didn't treat her other women this way, only the men, and they were all treated in a manner relevent to how they'd come upon the tribe. Wanderers were simply tied so they couldn't fight, sexed until the mothers had been filled, and generally released deep in the woods. That's how it would have been with Faulk, and how it would probably be with the soldier in the medic tent. This one was a theif, and yes she was crueller to him than the others, but he had been trying to plunder from her.... Adolla tried to wrap her mind around the younger girl's ideals.

No, it didn't make her better than them to lower herself to their level. But, if you DIDNT control a man, he would control you, and that's exactly what she'd escaped before, long ago. Maybe, both of them knowing that she had the ability to put him right back in this place, maybe she could test Alana's theories on this one. Crouching beside the girl, hugging her and kissing her on the forehead, she whispered.
"For you, my princess, I will try it. You will help me." She stood, clapipng her hands loudly and violently, signalling for all of the tribals to leave the area except for her usual entourrage. They untied the man and he fell to the ground, still a little weak from his lack of food and from his shocking and beating. That last round had been a bit of a doozie on him, and he seemed almost afraid to even try to move. She spoke.

"You are lucky. My princess takes favor with you. Thief, I can have you killed just as quickly as I had you released. Understand this and do what you are told, and the torture will stop for now. You will spill your seed into our mothers, and you will service us as I - and my princess - see fit. Follow instruction and you will be but a servant; decline instruction and you will be a slave." She glared into his eyes, making sure he understood. "And if you fight, we will kill you." She stood, clapped her hands, and had the man taken for medical attention and to be put inside a gated chamber.
Turning to the princess, she spoke softly and tenderly. For some reason she wanted the girl to be happy, to want to stay - to want her. So, at least for now, she would give a few concessions to please the princess. "He is being taken for medical treatment and will then be led to a gated chamber where he can rest. He will receive nourishment and after his rest some of our mothers will seduce him. You can assist if you'd like. We still need to reproduce, but if he doesn't fight they can and will make it pleasurable for him." She stroked the girl's hair and kissed the top of her head. "Does this sound reasonable? What do you think his punishment should be for the crimes he committed against us? And would you like to go and clean up now? There is a shower in my chamber if you would like to use that." Adolla hoped that the girl would stay in her own chamber tonight, and this seemed like a good way to get her there and comfortable. But she knew it was still early and Alana might not be ready for a shower, and waited for the princess' idea of what she'd like to happen now.

 

[jabels]

He hit the ground harder then expected and slowly stood arching his back. His wounds bleeding down his leg. He gazed at the princess with a little sorrow in his eyes. What had happened to her father? Her fathers last words to take care of this girl but not TAKE CARE of her in the way the queen wanted. He straightened his shoulders and decided that if he was going to walk away he would atleast do so standing in on his own feet. He would not fight, not becuase he was scared of the torture...the pain would pass....no he must stay alive to watch over the princess......and the less she knew about him the better. Little did the queen know that he was not infact there to steal what little valuables they had, but to protect the most valuable thing in the world to him....the new queen of the outside lands.

 

[impish_pixie]

Alana

"You Majesty is being very kind to me. I truly appreciate your patience with my ignorance and the multitude of questions I ask.I know I must be very tiresome, its just that" She looks down at her hands, "Its just that no one ever let me ask questions before, and no one every listened to what I said. I was loved by my mother and father, they were loving parents but they were also too busy to spend much time with me. They made sure I had everything I could want, I received a suitable education for a female, and I was taught how to behave like royalty but I was never allowed to ask 'why?' or 'is there more?'. Now, with you, I feel if I have a question, not only may I ask it, but I am free to ask it, or if I have something to say, I can say it." She looks up from her hands and up into the beautiful green eyes of the Queen, "Does that make any sense?"

Alana looks closely at the thief, wishing she could tell him how sorry she was, how sickened she was by her participation in his torture. She would make it up to him if she could but she has nothing to offer him.

"Your mercy to the thief is without measure. I am sure a suitable punishment can be found, something equal to what he hoped to steal. Do you know what he was after? Valuables or just food?" She looks at him once more, "I am certainin themean time, he will father lots of beautiful babies on your women." Alana looks back and forth between Adolla and the prisoner and wonders if anyone else noted how similar their eyes are.

"A shower? Your Majesty, really?" she nearly claps her hands with excitement. "Is it true water that falls, showers, is warm? My country is famous for it baths, the quality, the variety, the size. SO famous that showers were outlawed before my father was born... I mean to say, Yes, your Majesty, I would love shower."

 

[showdolly]

Does that make any sense?

The Queen nodded. It made perfect sense - the girl had been 'put into her place' by her father, yes another man. Of course it made sense that she hadn't been allowed to ask questions. But soon, very soon Adolla hoped, the queen would be able to teach this young lady about the tenderness of a woman... and how different it is from that of a man, which is almost always fake.

Do you know what he was after? Valuables or just food?

Adolla shook her head. She was most often not troubled with such information, only the nature of the crimes. She motioned silently to a tribal to find out the information, mostly to appease the princess. She had no way of preparing for the answer she would receive later that night, no way of knowing even of her need to prepare. What was he after? The same thing Adolla herself now strived toward - the well-being of the princess, though Adolla hoped that would include much more than her prisoner had.

"A shower? Your Majesty, really?" she nearly claps her hands with excitement. "Is it true water that falls, showers, is warm? My country is famous for it baths, the quality, the variety, the size. SO famous that showers were outlawed before my father was born... I mean to say, Yes, your Majesty, I would love shower."

Smiling and stopping just before they arrived back at the settlement, Adolla was overjoyed at Alana's excitement at the announcement of a shower. She explained, running her own fingers gently and attentively as she spoke to the girl, hoping to receive an invitation so that she wouldn't have to invite herself.
"Yes, my dear Alana. We've set the system up so that water boils in an oversized pot and is blown with aired force into a pipe, falling freely through the bamboo shaft with holes along the way. It took some working to figure out, and we have to have others to help force the air and boil the water to have the showers - and most of my girls simply take baths, but for myself and my court, and now you - my most dear guest - we will shower." She continued to walk, her arm now lightly around the girl's shoulders, walking close to her. "The water falling across one's bare skin is indescribably sensual, sometimes arousing, occasionally errotic. I know that you, as royalty, are probably used to being aided in your baths? And if you would like some assistance with your shower as well, I'm sure I could find a suitable... companion to help rinse away the soaps from your hair."

 

[impish_pixie]

Alana

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"Yes, my dear Alana. We've set the system up so that water boils in an oversized pot and is blown with aired force into a pipe, falling freely through the bamboo shaft with holes along the way. It took some working to figure out, and we have to have others to help force the air and boil the water to have the showers - and most of my girls simply take baths, but for myself and my court, and now you - my most dear guest - we will shower."

"Ah, Your Majesty' court showers together, that must make it very easy for your ladies to attend you." She chuckles, "I think sometimes, my ladies would have found it easier to bathe with me. When they were finished, I would be clean but they would just be wet." A frown clouds her face and she blinks back tears as she remembers what was the most likely fate of the ladies and maidens who had served her since she was a child. The lucky ones wouold have died quickly but the others, even her own mother... She shakes her head to drive those thoughts and images from her mind.

She continued to walk, her arm now lightly around the girl's shoulders, walking close to her. "The water falling across one's bare skin is indescribably sensual, sometimes arousing, occasionally errotic. I know that you, as royalty, are probably used to being aided in your baths? And if you would like some assistance with your shower as well, I'm sure I could find a suitable... companion to help rinse away the soaps from your hair."

"Your Majesty, I am not certain that any of your court would be eager to wait on me in such a personal manner. They are loyal to you and would, of course obey you and perform dutifully if you told them to do so. There is no doublt about that, however, I think it would increase their resentment of me, the interloper. I hope, one day to earn their good-wil, if not their respect and trust. This will be easier if I avoid situations that I know will create bad feelings among them."

 

[showdolly]

"Ah, Your Majesty' court showers together, that must make it very easy for your ladies to attend you." She chuckles, "I think sometimes, my ladies would have found it easier to bathe with me. When they were finished, I would be clean but they would just be wet."
Adolla smiled secretively at the girl's statements. Yes, it made it very easy for the ladies to... attend her. That was it. Yes. She bites her bottom lip at the latter part of Alana's musings, about it probably having been easier had the others bathed with her. Well, the queen would soon fix that. When Alana was clean she would also be wet... and not just with water, either.

To the rest of the girl's ponderings, Adolla offered her services while trying to remain appropriate with the princess. "If you would be more comfortable, I myself could assist you without the attendants. They would of course wait outside, for your safety and mine - as they will do anyway - but would not enter the showering hut itself unless called. Or if you choose to shower alone and figure out the complexities of the thing, having never even bathed yourself in the baths," Adolla tried to squelch a smirk, mostly unsuccessfully, "then you may do so. Guards will wait outside to ensure your safety, so it is up to you then. By yourself, or with me?" At that time they reached the showering huts, and Adolla motioned for the princess to enter, the attendants already approaching with soaps and drying garments.

 

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Alana

"If you would be more comfortable, I myself could assist you without the attendants. They would of course wait outside, for your safety and mine - as they will do anyway - but would not enter the showering hut itself unless called. Or if you choose to shower alone and figure out the complexities of the thing, having never even bathed yourself in the baths," Adolla tried to squelch a smirk, mostly unsuccessfully, "then you may do so. Guards will wait outside to ensure your safety, so it is up to you then. By yourself, or with me?"

"Your Majesty, I would be honored and grateful if you instructed me in the complexities of the shower."