Loving Submission

[a_libertine]

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He stood in the Cathedral one step before the altar and the priest. Standing at a near gigantic six feet four inches, Theodore Charles weighed slightly more than 210 pounds. Blond hair and blue eyed, his beard and mustache were a darker shade of red, brown. Wiry muscles well used to the work of being a soldier flexed and relaxed as he fidgeted from left foot to right and back again. He wasn't nervous, rather, the was a war raging and he should be in it. He should have a charger between his legs, a sword in his hand, and blood strewn about. The familiar feel of the vibration of a well struck sword strike had a familiarity and comfort about it.

However, the increasing usage of firearms was beginning to make calvary charges dangerous, perhaps even obsolete. What was the honor in a death when shot by a peasant at thirty paces? Blade in hand was the way of the old. A way that appealed more to Theodore Charles than the smelly use of firearms. Another day it would have to be.

Today called for the submission of the Palatinate branch of the Wittelsbach family to the Bavarian branch. Theodore Charles was charged with marrying a young woman named Ava, the daughter of one of a cousin of a cousin of William V of Bavaria. The marriage while not terrible was not a particularly favorable one for Theodore Charles.

He let out a heavy sigh, and looked around the Frauenkirche. His eyes went to the stained glass windows around the catera. Typical biblical stories shined down on him as the sun passed by. So caught up in the imagery he did not notice when Ava began her entrance, passing row after row of pews, each packed with five or six people instead of the normal four. The crowd quited as she passed, and it was the silence that finally caught Theodore Charles' attention.

He turned to look upon Ava for the first time and found himself not disappointed at all in her physical attributes.

 

[wideeyedone]

Ava stood outside the church shivering. Her uncle draped his cloak over her shoulders to protect her from the cold as they waited, but as soon as she stepped inside the church he removed his cloak. It wouldn’t do for the sacrificial lamb to make her entrance shrouded.

She knew she was a peace offering. Her hopes of a love match were dashed. She hadn’t even met the man that was about to be her husband. Ava stepped down the aisle dressed in her finest gown. Her dark hair was tied back from her face, showing off her delicate features and her big blue eyes. Ava looked dwarfed by her uncle as he walked her down the aisle. Ava was just a few inches over five feet tall. She was delicate and dressed in a gown of hand-tatted lace.

She did her best to be graceful but the dress was heavy and she was frightened. As she looked to the front of the church, her husband to be was looking everywhere but at her. He looked as if he could snap her in half. She had heard he was a successful warrior and skilled with the sword. But he looked like he was about to go to battle rather than wed. Ava stopped abruptly. Her uncle pinched her arm and hissed at her.

“This is your duty to the family, Ava. There is nothing to be done about it. Smile.” Ava nodded just once and kept walking. She felt the eyes of all the congregants on her. She heard whispers but she didn’t know if they were approval or derision. But still her groom didn’t look. He seemed to be looking at the stained glass. Ava found herself looking to see if she could find which panel was catching his interest. Before she knew it she was being delivered to the dias at the front of the church.

Ava shivered when Theodore Charles eyes fell onto hers. His ice blue eyes were unreadable to her. Was he pleased? Was he disappointed? Did he feel anything at all? He towered over her. Ava did her best to focus on the priest. She spoke when it was required but the ceremony was a blur of nerves and doubts.

It was declared that she was now his wife. His wife. How did this happen to her? Just a few weeks ago, she was smitten with one of her father’s men. And now she was this man’s wife.

 

[a_libertine]

Theodore Charles was unsure how he felt about the marriage. His fraud was easily a foot shorter than he and almost 100 pounds lighter. Was this some joke? Theodore Charles was not sure that he would not break here in the wedding bed; to which they now headed.

If one were forced to marry, at least their spouse should be good looking. Initially at least. Ava was that. Her hair coloring was more in line with the Wittlesbach family than his own was. Her eyes were a startling blue, much like the color streaming in from the stained glass above them. She was a flower, an orchid, not a breeding mare. Somehow she would need to find a way to be both.

As they turned toward the congregation he offered Ava his arm in the accepted manner and began walking up the aisle with her toward the carriage that would take them to the Manor house where they would be staying for the first month of their new life together.

A life as husband and wife.

Feeling her light touch on his arm, he wondered what sort of life it would be together. His first wife, the departed Gabriella, eventually cane around to see his point of view. Glancing down at Ava he could not help but wonder how long it would take to break her and rebuild her into the woman he needed her to be.

The carriage ride was awkward, probably for them both. He didn't have it in him for small talk at the moment; yet, he knew his duty and engaged in it anyway. He learned this was her first marriage she learned it was his second, and so on until they arrived at the Manor house he had rented for the month.

First thing he thought to himself was to break the initial barriers that she would have. He snatched Ava up and carried her easily into the bed chamber. "Here we are, my wife, our lives begin together today and may they last."

He carried her to the fireplace which had a cheery warm fire blazing in it already. He set her down in the red rug between the two chairs that faced the fire. Leaning against the right hand chair he allowed his eyes to roam over Ava, then said, "Undress, show yourself to me."

 

[wideeyedone]

The silence in the carriage was deafening to Ava. She had grown up as the favorite child and only daughter of a very loving family. She had been pampered and prized. And this man he didn't seem to want to interact with her at all. As they rode in silence, Ava toyed with the hems of her sleeves, touching the lace and running her fingertips against the texture of the lace.

When they arrived at his imposing home, he bundled her up in his arms without warning. Ava gasped and cried out a little in surprise. She felt tiny in his arms. It seemed as if she weighed nothing to him. She did not fight his grip but wrapped her arm around his neck and rested her head on his shoulder. She could feel the warmth of him through his clothes. His whiskers tickled her forehead, the wiry hair of his beard against her skin felt like nothing she had ever experienced before.

He carried her up to his bedchamber. Ava bit her lip. She knew in theory what was to come, but she had no experience with it. She knew she was to do her wifely duty and please her husband. She knew he would take her maidenhead, and come into her. However, she couldn't really imagine what that would be like. Before she could sort her thoughts, he had placed her down on the sumptuous carpet before the fire. He ordered her to undress. It didn't feel like a request.

Wordlessy, Ava undid the fastens to her dress. She looked at the floor as she let the gown slide to the floor. She was still wearing her chemise and her petticoats. Her hands shook as she unfastened her petticoats. They fell to the floor in a rustle of fabric. She reached back and took down her hair. Her dark hair fell around her like a veil. Her cheeks were flame red as she pushed her chemise off of her shoulders.

Ava trembled as she stood before her husband. She did not know if he was pleased with her figure or features of if he might be repulsed. She knew her frame was small, but her waist nipped in, showing off the curve of her hips and pert swell of her breasts. She wanted to cover herself, but when she looked up and saw his face she thought it might be best to wait for his response.

 

[a_libertine]

Theodore Charles looked upon his wife and was not dissatisfied by what he saw. Yes, she was a little small, her hips a little narrow, her breasts not quite enough to fill a trencher and her nipples were, well they were perfect. In fact while one might punch a hole in each of the components that made Ava up, when taken in their totality she was a singularly beautiful woman.

His voice held the warmth of truth as he whispered, "Very beautiful," almost reverently.

He held a hand out to Ava and when she placed her small hand in his he pulled her over to a chair, where he sat and placed her on his lap. "I always thought the wedding night a frightful event, probably more so for you than me."

He looked into her eyes, "The Bible says, 'Woman submit to your man,' and 'men love your women as I have loved you.'"

He placed a paw on her thigh, "I will do my part provided you do yours. "

 

[wideeyedone]

Ava found herself smiling when he told her she was very beautiful and her cheeks flushed with pleasure.

"I will submit to you, husband." She tried to answer with confidence, but her voice trembled when he put his hand on her thigh. His hand was heavy and his skin was rough and warm to the touch.

But she took a deep breath and settled in closer to him.

"I will do my best to be a good wife to you." Her swept her long hair over her shoulder. Nervously, she put her fingers in one of her curls and toyed with her tresses.

She stammered for a moment. "Would you tell me what I should do? I do not want to misstep. I will....do what you ask of me."

 

[a_libertine]

Theodore Charles squeezed her leg gently then rubbed slightly. He used his fingers to spread her thighs slightly to give himself better access to her core. He slowly worked his way up to the furry down guarding her virginity.

"Put your head on my shoulder and relax add much as you can. " His voice was low and warm. As soon she put he head down he turned his hand to cup her sex. His middle finger rested along her slit and he fluttered it up and down.

As she opened up he pressed the pad against her maiden head. "I will be gentle with you tonight. And as long as the war cooperates we will have a month here before we go back to Heidelberg. "

 

[wideeyedone]

Ava laid her head against his shoulder and rested against him.

"Thank you, for being gentle with me. It is very kind of you." She pressed a soft kiss against his cheek, just a tender affectionate peck.

It felt strange to have someone touch her sex, his hands were massive. She found herself gasping as his finger rested against her. The sensation was intense and unlike anything else she had ever experienced. She allowed her legs to fall further open.

She hid her face against his throat and found herself clinging to his chest.

 

[a_libertine]

Theodore Charles' free arm wrapped around Ava and his hand rested on her breast which he played with in time with the finger that was pressing its way bit by bit into her core. Finger teasing her nipple fingers teasing her vagina, and her aroma slowly building up where could now appreciate her unique scent.

His cock hardened fully with Ana's kiss and was pressing against the bottom of her bare thighs.

Pulling his hand from between her legs he turned her face up toward his. Theodore Charles pressed his lips against hers, his tongue flicking against her lips until they opened. Then he pressed his tongue into her mouth and returned his hand back to her sex.

 

[wideeyedone]

Ava whimpered softly against Theodore Charles' kiss. Her mouth opened to his. His finger slid deeper inside of her. She found herself arching her back, and she couldn't seem to still her hips. She could feel his member, hot and hard, against her thighs. She had nothing to compare it to, but it seemed that it was very large. She wondered how it would fit, where his finger seemed to barely fit.

His tongue pressed into her mouth. She opened her eyes a little surprised at his actions. She was wideeyed and breathless. As his finger slid in deeper, she found herself wincing. She was starting to feel stretched. She heard herself make a mewling sound.

"I am sorry. i didn't mean to make noise...."

 

[a_libertine]

Theodore Charles replied, "Never be afraid to express pleasure in the bed. Sex is one of God's greatest gifts to men and women and we are meant to enjoy it."

To that end, his hand between her legs continued to work at her, specifically trying to weaken and loosen her hymen. He nibbled on her neck and ear lobe.

He began tweaking her nipple gently and whispered into her ear, "Undress me."

 

[wideeyedone]

Ava readjusted in his lap so that she was sitting up a little more. She worked to slide his jacket from shoulders. Then she unfastened his shirt, opening it a little a time. Exposing his strong chest. With his assistance she was able to remove it. Then Ava slid from his lap and got on her knees to remove his boots. She neatly placed them in front of the other chair and folded his shirt and jacket over the arms.

Her fingers fumbled as she worked to open his breeches. She felt her hands shake. She did her best to open them. She felt her cheeks get even redder when his sex stood at attention out of the opening of his breeches.

"If you stand, i will remove them." She offered in a small voice.

 

[a_libertine]

The difference in their sizes could not have been any more evident that is was at that moment. Theodore Charles stood and his pants slid down his legs freeing his cock and heavy balls.

He looked down at Ava and smiled. It was a sight any warrior would love. A woman on her knees before him. His balls hanging before her forehead while his cock pointed straight out over her head. It was a scene Theodore Charles had missed since the death of his first wife during child birth.

Mentally shaking his head Theodore Charles reached down and snatched Ava off the floor and tossed her over his shoulder with a playful smack on her butt. In tour long strides he crossed the room to the bed.

He tossed her in the middle of the bed then followed her. Spreading her legs he sat between them and looked her over from elf like head to thin ankles. His eyes found hers and asked, "Ready to become a woman? "

 

[wideeyedone]

Ava squealed when Theodore Charles slung her over his shoulder. She was not afraid but she was surprised. She giggled just a little as he tossed her on the bed. The bed sank just a little under his weight as he climbed on the bed.

Ava watched him as he looked at her and she thought he looked pleased. He asked her if she was ready to become a woman.

"I am ready. Tell me what you want me to do." She watched him and did her best to not look away. She pressed her leg against his thigh and caressed him with her bare skin. She didn't know if she was being too bold, but it felt right.

 

[a_libertine]

Theodore Charles grabbed the base of his cock and aimed the head at her opening. He slowly worked the head in, pressing forward then backing out only to press a little farther. Her tunnel was so tight at times he worried about getting himself in her, and as importantly with out blowing his top before he broke through.

After a few minutes he was pressed against her maiden head .

"Take five deep breaths and let them out slowly." He watched as she took the first breath in and let it out slowly. As Ava took her second breath, Theodore Charles pressed his hips forward lancing through her hymen.

 

[wideeyedone]

Theodore Charles caught Ava by surprise. She cried out when his sex tore through her maidenhead. It wasn't a scream but more of a stifled sob. She turned her face and closed her eyes. Her hands clenched in little fists and clutched the bedclothes.

She whimpered as he filled her. For a moment, she felt as if she might break in half. She found herself holding her breath, trying to make it not hurt.

"It hurts, please....." She mewled softly. A few tears sliding down her flushed cheeks.

 

[a_libertine]

Theodore Charles held his position waiting patiently. The palpitations of her pussy around his cock slowed and eventually Ana began to relax a little. As she did he hitched his hips back slightly and then pressed forward slowly. He saw the pain flash through her eyes again as he completely settled within her, the head of his member resting against her cervix.

Holding still for a couple minutes he pulled back an inch or so then pressed again. Over and over he repeated the process until Ana's hips began to rise as he came back down into her. "Ready? " he asked.

 

[wideeyedone]

Ava did her best to adjust. She sipped in breaths and felt herself begin to relax. Soon, the searing pain melted into a warm heat. She felt a heat pooling inside of her belly, something she had never experienced before. Her breath kept catching, and needy sounds escaped from the back of her throat.

"I am ready, my husband." She whispered. She placed her hands on his chest, not pushing him away, but just feeling the warmth and strength of him.

 

[a_libertine]

Theodore Charles began slowly. His hips raising until the tip of the head was barely inside Ava, then he hammered himself home, his balls slapping her ass wetly. Her shaft contracted around his cock, making an incredibly tight space almost painful. With each powerful thrust of his cock into her, stretched her out a little more, transforming the pain to something pleasurable.

Theodore Charles took her hands up in one of his, and he pressed them above her head against the bedding, pinning her in place as he continued his assault on her pussy. He could feel himself wanting to lose control, to blow deep inside her. Then he was too far, he couldn't stop if he had to.

His hips began to fire harder, faster, a sprint to the end as he kissed her deeply, his tongue seemingly seeking out his cock through her throat. Then his back arced, and he moaned as his body froze, his cock unloading a torrent of semen into Ava.

 

[wideeyedone]

Ava for the very first time experienced the tangle of pain and pleasure. She cried out and shook underneath him. Her body arched and bucked underneath him. She tried to free her hands but his grip was too strong.

Just when she thought she could bear it no longer, she felt his mouth close over hers. His mouth was devouring her. And then she felt him pound into her even deeper and harder.

And then he still and groaned. She could feel his semen flood her. She couldn't help herself. She was crying softly. She turned her face away ashamed of her sniffles and tears.

 

[a_libertine]

He looked down on his silently crying wife and was... pissed. He had, as gently as he knew, made woman out of a girl and yet she cried? The more he looked at he the angrier he got. After a moment or two, Theodore Charles popped out of the bed.

He walked over to his clothes and began dressing. He saw a small pool of blood in the folds of his skin. He grabbed her chemise and wiped himself prior to finishing dressing. He looked at her om the bed and stated, "Dinner with our families is in about an hour, be ready and ensure the staff has prepared an adequate meal."

Turning he then left the bed chambers.

 

[wideeyedone]

She watched him leave. He looked livid. Ava was unsure of why he was angry. She had not complained or asked him to stop. She got herself up from the bed. There was blood and her husband's seed on her thighs. She rummaged through her trunk and pulled on a dressing gown. There was a basin of water on the sideboard. She washed up. Then she found the gown that had been designated for the family wedding feast.

He had soiled and crumpled her chemise and left in on the floor. She threw it up on the bed. She would tell the maid to change the sheets. She slipped on another chemise and dressed carefully. Then she pinned her hair up.

She made her way downstairs gingerly. Her body was sore. She found the great hall. A fire was roaring in the stone fireplace. The table was set with elegant china and silver. It looked good. Ava directed on of the maids to go refresh the master's bedchamber. Another maid she had straighten the cutlery as some of the pieces were not parallel to the plates.

The kitchen staff did not know she was entering and were gossiping as they were preparing food.

"The master of the house has married a child. Have you seen her? I don't know what she did to make him angry but he was slamming doors and pounding down the stairs. It will take a real woman to make him happy."

Ava strode into the room. "It is not fitting for you to speak of the master of this house this way. I will not put up with gossip from my staff. Please review the menu for me and tell me what is left to be done."

The main cook spoke about each dish. They had prepared venison, pheasant, rabbit, root vegetables, a hearty potato soup, crisp fresh breads, and there were a large selections of ales and wines. The dinner met her approval. She complimented the kitchen staff. Then she chastised them again about gossip.

She wandered the dark hallways looking for Theodore Charles. She found him standing before the blazing fire in his study.

She entered the room and stood before him.
"Dinner is well prepared, the dining room is laid out perfectly. I also sent a maid to refresh the master bedroom."

 

[a_libertine]

Theodore Charles stormed out of the room and banged his way through the house looking for something to distract his anger. He mused once upon seeing a comely housemaid that he could work off his anger on her and almost succumbed to the idea. She looked willing but instead he continued on.

Finding nothing he stood in front of the fire staying into it. Sometime later he heard Ava walk in and report that all was ready for the dinner. He nodded absently and asked, "Did you taste each course to make sure it was tasty? "

There was a pause and he wheeled around anger flaring anew in his eyes. "If you didn't taste it how do you know it is well made? Have you eaten from this cook before? "

He took two long strides over next to her and roared, "Well, have you?" No immediate answer cane from her and his anger mounted, "Already a disappointment. "

 

[wideeyedone]

Ava flinched as he yelled. And then with biting words, he called her a disappointment.

She lowered her eyes looking at her feet.
"I will go taste each dish. I am sorry to disappoint you, husband."

Ava's hands shook as she walked back to the doorway. I will not cry, she told herself. I will not cry.

She rushed down the hallway. Her fear and hurt feelings burned into anger. How was she supposed to please him if she did not know what he wanted? Was she supposed to be a fortune teller and read his mind?

She was internally raging by the time she reached the kitchen.

"I need a tasting plate with a spoonful or bite of each dish. I need it as quickly as possible please." She was firm but polite. Her mother had raised her to be a lady. However, all of the women in the kitchen could read the emotional upset on her face.

A trencher full of little bites was sat before her. She tasted the dishes.

"The vegetables are under seasoned. That needs to be fixed. The venison is too rare. It needs to go back on the fire...."

The kitchen maids did as she asked.

"I want a tasting plate made before every dinner in this home until I tell you otherwise. I need someone to go light the candles in the dining hall. Ensure the lanterns outside are lit."

Ava wanted to return to her bed and cry but their guests would be arriving shortly and she knew she didn't want to fail Theodore Charles any more this evening.

 

[a_libertine]

Theodore Charles watched in mute anger as Ava left the study then turned back to the fire. He watched it crackle and spit wor mulling over life in general and the war in particular. Germany, while not a unified country yet, was killing himself in this war.

How could the God of Luther or of the Romans be pleased with what was going on? The Ottoman Empire was on the march in Hungary again and they should be fighting then instead of each other. Yet they still she'd Christian blood instead of Muslim. Surely God preferred that they killed unbelievers instead; all indications led one to believe otherwise.

These and related thoughts kept him immobile until one of the house staff indicated that the guests were arriving. He turned and walked heavily from the study and into the hall.

Tapestries covered the walls fending off some of the cold and three hearths blazed taking the worst of the bite out of the air in the room. He knew by the time it was over the press of bodies and the fires would make the hall nearly unbearable with heat.

He found Ava with her parents, his mother and other dignitaries. He took his place in the receiving line and greeted each guest as they entered.

As the last of the guests filed past Theodore Charles, Ava and their families went to the head table.