Masks of our forefathers (closed for La Reina)

Shaundi loved the feel of him. He was all man and proved it by slamming himself deep into her tight sheath, driving her wild. She knew that no other man could ever give her pleasure like this. This was a man who controlled others with a glance and though she needed more than just a simple glance, he controlled her just as easily. She love that. The he was a powerful man and she felt safe. She knew no other man would dare touch her for fear of angering him. Which meant she would never have to fear being forced upon again.

Shaundi smiled to herself. Though if her Dark One wanted to force himself upon her she was up for it. She liked hearing their bodies slap together. His grunts and moans letting her know her body was giving him wicked pleasure. She wanted him to cum deep inside her body. She wanted to feel him cum. Shaundi was on a mission and she moved her body, arched her back, and squeezed him tightly all with the intent of driving him past the point of no return. She wanted to drive this always in control man out of control.

Her efforts paid off as she felt him swell inside her and his thrusts become more frantic. Suddenly he was moaning his release and she felt him cum deeply. She moaned at the knowledge and kept squeezing him tighter wanting to get every last drop. Finally he pulled from her and Shaundi turned smiling up at him. She didn't have a chance to answer his question before he was taking a kiss from her. She melted into it giving him the kiss. She loved that. That he demanded she kiss him, took all she gave, and then demanded more. She was so weak.

When he pulled back she looked slightly shy as she asked, "Can you take a bath with all that gauze? We can take a hot relaxing bath together. If you wish?"
 
Zahl the executioner

He nodded,

"That sounds like a good plan, but I think for tonight I might want to skip that, don't want the wounds to re-open, you know what warm water does to scabs."

He held her hoisted up from the ground, slipping one hand from her ass he used it to brush away from her face.

"But we should take a bath, I feel dirty and the warm water will relax and ease sore muscles."

A small amused twitch at his lips,

"Of course you did give a particular muscle a good massage."
 
Shaundi was confused. She replayed his words back over and slowly smiled. So he did want the bath. "Okay, I won't run it too hot or too high."

She ran quickly to the bathing room and turned on the water. She tested it with her inner wrist and not her hand as the skin at the inner wrist was more sensitive than your hands. The water was warm and just a bit on the hot side. It wouldn't be too bad for a bath. She went back to her Dark One. "Okay, water's running."

She led him to the bathing room and ditched her clothes there. She waited for him to get undress. While she did she returned to the tub and turned off the water. She would let him get in first than she would get in behind him so he leaned against her. She didn't want to press against his wounds in the front.
 
Zahl the executioner

He shed what clothing he had left, tested the water and climbed into the bath with a contented sigh.

"And to think when I told you that this would be a task you seemed rather upset about it."

He chuckled and waited for her to join him,

"After this I am very sure that the bed would be very grateful to see me."

He splashed some of the water on himself and just sat there allowing the heat to soak into his tired body.
 
Shaundi smiled at his comments as she eased behind him. He fitted nicely between her legs as she sat back and relaxed. "I'm glad you're enjoying this." She eased him to sit back further so that he can rest more comfortably. She didn't mind his weight pressing down on her breasts and she found herself idly stroking his chest and arms.

"So what are you plans for me? I know you plan on taking down anyone who comes at you about taking me away. I understand you're doing that on honor or what not, but is this just some sort of Master slave sex thing?"
 
Zahl the executioner

He stroked over his naked chin and cheeks as her hands trailed his chest and arms,

"I can work with the sex slave idea."

He gave a little laugh,

"First I want to teach you the blade, then make you a citizen, if you become a citizen you are free and when you are free...well I have thought about marrying you if you would have me."

He wondered what her reaction would be on this news, normally women would fight the idea, but it seems like Shaundi's view of him had changed since their first meeting and it was that defiance which had given him this very idea.
 
Shaundi smacked his back playfully at his comment. Sex slave. Though inwardly she smiled. She was his slave though she wished things were slightly different. She didn't feel like a slave so the title didn't mean a lot to her. She was fine with keeping things like this. She was a bit shocked though that he laughed. She didn't think the man could and was pleased she could do that; make him laugh. She liked the sound of it. The deep rumble and timbre. It was a man's laugh.

Shaundi stilled as he voiced his future plans. She leaned forward turning so she could stare into his unmasked face. Was he serious? She slowly smiled. "I would love that. Though you would have to ask properly. Not sitting in a tub with me naked. So though I would definitely say yes, I won't say yes until you ask in a proper fashion." Shaundi laughed knowing her words were slightly confusion, but he should get the meaning.

She hugged him close. To be free again. To be his wife. to have a family. Yes, these were all things she desired as well. "How do I become a citizen?"
 
Zahl the executioner

He held her arms and for the first time in his life a smile actually reached his lips, not that she could see it, but it was there.

"First you will have to know all the rules of Zahul, you must be able to recite them at a moment's notice. Then follows the rules which you must know in the exact same manner. Then a blood oath must be sworn in front of the Magister and his council members. A blood oath is where your arm is slashed and while your blood is caught in a cup you must recite an oath, then your own blood is used to sign a parchment with that very same oath on it."

He shrugged,

"That is about it, longest it took for somebody to become a citizen was a year."
 
Shaundi listened as he spoke. She tried to imagine becoming a citizen here and she found that thought of becoming a citizen was appealing and appalling. The masks, the drab colors, the lack of any color in fact was something she did not like. But to become a citizen and become free and able to marry her Dark One. Well that was a big thing too. "If I become a citizen and I wish to not wear the mask will I be punished like when I first arrived? Will you hunt me down and sentence me to jail?" That was an important question.

"What are the rules and the oath?" Another important question. Though she wasn't sure if she could slash her own arm. It was all dark and freaky, but she was seriously considering it. For no other reason than it meant she could be with her Zahl.
 
Zahl the executioner

He chuckled again,

"As a citizen you will never want to go without your mask, it is nothing you should be ashamed of. We are proud wearing our masks."

He looked back at her,

"And here I thought you liked your mask, decided otherwise?"
 
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