At war

The Queen smiles at Sara as she walks into the room, though it quickly fades when she see's the solider following close behind, both of them blood stained. "Sara! What happened? Where is the King? Are you ok?" she gushed out all in one breath. What she would not do for twenty minutes alone in her hot bath, but she quickly wiped the thought away, she knew she was needed at the moment and her own needs would have to wait. "You sir!," she spat at the soldier, "Had better explain yourself, and the reason for all this blood. And I promise you if you laid one hand on Sara, or my husband I will make you pay so dearly that the King on his worst day will have looked like a new born babe." she stated through gritted teeth. It was not so much a threat, just a promise to protect those she cared for from undo harm.
 
"My queen ... I do not know how to explain this properly. Lizzy ... was attacked ... by a slave-boy. Brutally. The Soldier ... he ... He killed the boy to protect Lizzy. The king is ... unharmed. He is ... with Lizzy now."

Sara's face was pained, and confused. She wanted nothing else, but to be held by the queen, to be embraced and feel safe, and warm.
 
Lizzy can feel her cheeks burning as the king gently takes her hands in his. without meeting his eyes, she says softly, "i.. yes, i did... sire"
 
"Would you like more?"

What did he just say? He was trying to win the heart of his wife and here he was flirting with this slave who had been raped twice today.
 
lizzy hesitates only a moment before nodding, desperatly needing his gentle comforting. she pulls her bottom lip between her teeth in an unconcious nervous gesture, afraid that he will reject her.
 
He leans in and kisses her gentl on the lips again. This time it lasts a little longer.

"Just let me know when to stop."

His lips meet hers again this time he pokes out his tongue.
 
lizzy lets out a small sound of suprise as she feels his tounge against her lips, and tentativly opens to him. she feels his tounge sliding into her mouth, starting a slow exploration. she steps in closer to him, lifting one hand to rest on his shoulder, the other on his waist.
 
His hands mirror hers for a short time. Then one hand moves to her bosom the other to her soft ass.
 
Lizzy tenses in his arms and lets out a small whimper when she is reminded of the way the other two men had touched her, but tries to ignore it, deciding to trust the king. she allows him to pull her closer, her body pressing lightly into his. she tentativly slides her tounge out to meet his, feeling his massage hers.
 
The King pulls as close as he can. He breaks the kiss.
"Tell me where to touch you."
 
"Tell me where to touch you."

lizzy looks up into his eyes for a moment before raising her lips to his for a sweet kiss. then, biting her lip in shyness, she takes his hand in hers, and brings it to her breast, sighing at the ocntact
 
He lightly starts to caress heer breast. He kisses her again letting his tongue enter her mouth again.
 
lizzy arches into his touch, and, feeling more confident, sends her tounge out to meet his. she flicks her tounge over his playfully and smiles against his lips
 
He breaks the kiss again.

"You know my other hand is getting lonely. Where would you like it?"
 
lizzy takes his other hand in hers, bringing it around to her back, then sliding it low to cover her ass. she removes her hand, and feels him give her a slight squeeze and pull her hips harder against his. she looks up at him and murmurs, "is that better?"
 
"For now."

He again leans to kiss her. The hand on her ass moves a little lower to check and see if she is getting wet.
 
shadowoftheheart said:
"My queen ... I do not know how to explain this properly. Lizzy ... was attacked ... by a slave-boy. Brutally. The Soldier ... he ... He killed the boy to protect Lizzy. The king is ... unharmed. He is ... with Lizzy now."

Sara's face was pained, and confused. She wanted nothing else, but to be held by the queen, to be embraced and feel safe, and warm.

The Queen walks over and wraps her arms around Sara "My poor, sweet Sara, you must have been very frightened." the Queen crooned in her ear. "It will be ok my pet, do not worry. The King will see that Lizzy is ok, I'm sure of it." The Queen felt a twinge of jealousy, but let it go as quickly as it came. It had been many, many years since she had been touched by another person. She had longed to spend some time alone with the King, getting to know him better, in many ways. "Oh well" she muttered under her breath.
"Sara, take the soldiers bloody things to be cleaned, and see about getting him some boots that will not stain my carpet" she said with a grin.
"I do not believe I know your name Sir, but I thank you for saving Lizzie. Please take a seat" she said as she sat down.
 
"Yes, my queen."

I gather his bloody clothes, and scurry off to the washroom. I am beginning to understand what the life of a slave is like. I am constantly being sent away from wherever I am, to do something somewhere else. I have no Place, since wherever I am, I am needed to go somewhere else.
 
shadowoftheheart said:
"Yes, my queen."

I gather his bloody clothes, and scurry off to the washroom. I am beginning to understand what the life of a slave is like. I am constantly being sent away from wherever I am, to do something somewhere else. I have no Place, since wherever I am, I am needed to go somewhere else.

The Queen noticed the sad look on her slaves face, and decides to talk with the soldier another time."I am sorry Sir, but there is something I must attend to. I would like to discuss some things with you at another time. My only request at the moment is that you please do not....well I like Sara the way she is." She stood up and walked into her bed chambers and rang the bell to the slaves quarters. When a slave entered her room, she directed them to find Sara and tell her she wanted to see her.
 
The launderers were drudges. Sara watched them as they worked, endlessly scrubbing dirty clothing, washing out of the fabrics with their hands all manners of foulnesses. Blood, urine, feces, and other stains she did not recognize.

But, they knew what they were doing, and did it well. Sara had no idea what she was supposed to do. She sighed, and closed her eyes. Just as she began to drift off, she felt a hand touch her shoulder. She jumped and looked over to see a male slave that she had not remembered seeing here before.

"Sara, the queen demands your presence in her bed chamber, post haste."

"Um.. th.. thank you."

Sara sighed, and walked back to the queen's chambers. Even sleep was controlled now. She felt her energy draining from her body.

When she arrived in the queen's bed-chamber, she looked and felt exhausted.

"You wanted to see me, my queen?"
 
therufus said:
"For now."

He again leans to kiss her. The hand on her ass moves a little lower to check and see if she is getting wet.


lizzy arches into his touch, and his hand comes back soaking wet.
 
shadowoftheheart said:
The launderers were drudges. Sara watched them as they worked, endlessly scrubbing dirty clothing, washing out of the fabrics with their hands all manners of foulnesses. Blood, urine, feces, and other stains she did not recognize.

But, they knew what they were doing, and did it well. Sara had no idea what she was supposed to do. She sighed, and closed her eyes. Just as she began to drift off, she felt a hand touch her shoulder. She jumped and looked over to see a male slave that she had not remembered seeing here before.

"Sara, the queen demands your presence in her bed chamber, post haste."

"Um.. th.. thank you."

Sara sighed, and walked back to the queen's chambers. Even sleep was controlled now. She felt her energy draining from her body.

When she arrived in the queen's bed-chamber, she looked and felt exhausted.

"You wanted to see me, my queen?"
The Queen was handing a message to another slave when Sara came in. "Leave this for the King, and if you see him, ask him if he would like to join me in the late morning for brunch. I have some things to take care of before I retire for the evening. Lock the door on your way out please." she ordered the slave and turned to Sara, "Darling you look so tired. Come sit on the bed and relax a moment. I know I have had you quite busy today, and I am sorry I have not found the time to spend with you. This is all so new to me, and I do not want you to think you are not cared for." she smiled at the girl handing her a long cotton shirt to wear, and put one on herself. " I really do not like the "rags" you are made to wear, this will be much more comfortable." The Queen watched as the girl undress, longing to touch her, ravage her body with hot burning kisses, but she knew she had to take things slow. She knew she was a virgin, but did not know if she had ever been touched, or even if she had ever had an orgasm. "Lets just lay here and talk for a bit sweetie, get to know each other better." She said as she cuddle Sara in her arms and kissed her on her head. It felt good to touch her, and though she knew she could go as far as she wanted, she would take it slow with her for as long as the girl needed. "Sara, I know you are a virgin, but want I need to know is if you have had any kind of sexual experiences at all?" she asked the girl, rubbing her back. The queen let out a soft moan, it felt so ggood to feel her body next to hers.
 
Sara walked over to the queen, to sit. She nearly collapses onto the bed next to her.

When she is handed a clean, long cotton shirt she beams, feeling a renewal of energy.

"Thank you, my queen!"

She strips quickly out of her rags, and holds the fresh shirt up to her face, smelling its clean, natural smell, before pulling it on over her head.

"Lets just lay here and talk for a bit sweetie, get to know each other better."

"Thank you, my queen," softer this time, snuggling into her soft embrace, sighing at her kiss.

"Sara, I know you are a virgin, but want I need to know is if you have had any kind of sexual experiences at all?"

The queen moans softly as she rubs her back.

Sara is confused. She looks at the queen as though she has asked her an absurd question.

"My queen ... I am ... a virgin. I have never been with a man. How ... what other sexual experience can there be?"
 
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