Off The Street

Clara watched his reactions as she stood before him and straddled his lap, she saw this shock in his eyes as if not able to explain why she was doing this or why he deserved this, but she knew exactly why he did, and she sure hoped to be able to show him that as well.

It was then she kissed him softly and she could feel him grow hard under her which made her smile and wiggle ever so softly on his lap as if to motivate him to grow even harder. She gasped as he suddenly picked her up and carried her to the bed, she held onto him wrapping her arms round his neck as if to make sure she does not slip or such.

When he laid her on the bed spreading her legs looking down at her she blushed as he asked her if she really wanted to feel like a woman and she nodded as he then finished, she answered softly.

“Yes, Roland I do, and I will I promise… please show me how nice it can be to be a lady and not just some whore…”

She whispered as her eyes followed him to where he went and what he was doing, when he then went to her feet and started at her feet and then headed up her thighs she sighed and held her breath slightly. It was then when he reached her inner milky white shapely thighs that made her heart skip a beat and her thighs shiver slightly as he then told her she smelled good and she probably even tasted just as good.

Before she could react or say anything, he dipped his head between her thighs and licked up her pussy slit to her clit which made her gasp and moan ever so slightly. Her thighs spread a bit more to give him more access as she tilts her head back and her hands grip the bed sheet under her softly.

It had not been the first time a man did this but the first time she wanted a man to do so and was liking the feel of it, which made it feel sooooooooo much different in a good way.
 
Clara's treasure was all he could ever have hoped for as he licked and probed with his tongue, tasting her nectar and when she opened her legs wider, giving him greater access he buried his head between her milky white thighs and reached up to knead her panting breasts and tease her erect swollen nipples. She had not told him that there was anything that he had done was not to her liking so he thought that he should push her boundaries and discover where those boundaries lay so he inched himself up a little and his mouth covered her bushy mound and clit then he sucked her hard pink button into his mouth and flicked his tongue over the end and rolled his tongue around the delicate, sensitive flesh. Clara's response was instant, she bucked her hips and pushed her juicy wet sex hard into his face so that he could only breathe her musky scent of arousal. He wouldn't have heard anything if she had uttered a sound as her thighs were holding his head tight over his ears but her bucking was not that of distress but of extreme pleasure. Roland wanted to do everything to Clara all at once, he wanted to continue drinking from her sex and inhaling her musky scent but he also wanted to bury his thick hard shaft inside her and hear her begging him for more, so he took one last long sniff and taste of her and crawled up her body, keeping skin to skin so he seemed to glide over her soft, smooth skin, now damp with a slight sheen of sweat.

When he was face to face with her again her big blue eyes looked at him full of want and need so he whispered to her,

"We are of the same mind sweet Clara, we have all night to sate ourselves with each other, let me take you back to where we were before I so rudely left you, once there we can continue our journey into the unknown."

He held both of her tiny hands and put them above her head so pinning her down underneath him as he penetrated her slick, slippery entrance pushing his shaft into her warm velvet channel. He gave a contented sigh as he found himself deep inside her, her channel walls gripped his shaft tightly as began to pump his hips, he pressed his lips to Clara's and kissed her with a real passion that he hadn't felt for many a year.
 
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Clara could not believe her luck and how good Roland was making her feel. For the first time in her life since she had become a woman, she has not felt more like one than now under him under his touch and kisses and what all he was doing with her. No man had ever given a fuck about her and how she felt by what they wanted and took from her and she had always felt like a brothel woman or like many say a whore.

Not with Roland he looked at her touched her kissed her even fucked her like she was a normal good woman a lady if you like and this might sound greedy to some or maybe even to a lot, but she never wanted to give this up again she wanted to even bottle this all up run far away and just forget the past and enjoy this feeling he gave her right in this very moment. She was lost in time and space she just enjoyed and could not help herself to notice how aroused she was and how wet he made her.

It was his voice that pulled her back to this very moment out of her thoughts as she nodded shyly and nibbled her lips. When he took her hands above her head, she took a deep breath and her eyes where locked to his. Even him pinning her arms above her head felt different than so many times before and she did not want to struggle or wiggle to get free she wanted him more now than ever before.

When he kissed her, she kissed back as she gasped and her hands trying to grip his hand that held her there as he pumped in her. She felt so much more with him these few moments than she had in weeks month hell since she was forced to do so. Her body shivered under his and showed him how much she enjoyed him and how much she wanted him as she got closer and closer to the edge of wanting no needing to cum.
 
Roland was thankful that Clara submitted to having her hands pinned, he enjoyed the power of it in a good way not like the dark minds of so many men who thought that having a woman submit to them thought that that gave them the right to abuse them and use them for their own gratification. Roland though wanted Clara to submit to him of her own free will, if she had said 'STOP!' he would have but she didn't make any protest or struggle, in fact she worked her body so that she was as one with him, she felt so compliant he felt he could do anything and she wouldn't complain she trusted him that much.

His pace speeded up and his shaft was thrusting in and out of her sweet honey hole, greased and slippery with her juices. Keeping hold of her hands he used his knees to push her legs up towards her head so she was completely open to him. If she had lifted her head and looked down she could have seen his rod sliding effortlessly in and out, the only sound being a soft Slap,, slap,,,slap of flesh meeting flesh followed by a satisfied grunt from Roland, Slap,,unh,,, slap,,,unh,,, slap,,, unh until he cried out, "I'm cumming Clara.. I'm cumming,,,, OOOHHHHH YESSSS."

He was unable to control the power or direction of his ejaculation and he spurted some of his seed into her warm comfortable cavern, the rest arced over her stomach and breasts some almost reaching her chin.

He grinned sheepishly at her,

"I usually have more control than that but you are an exceptional woman, Clara, if I am correct you did not reach your peak so if you will give me just a few minutes we can remedy that situation."
 
Clara felt so much when he slides in and out of her faster and deeper but as her body already knew this from so many other men it needed a bit more for her arousal to fully send her over the edge which she was ashamed of but with Roland she really seemed to like it, it only meant to be longer with him like this.

She moaned as her body moved against his thrusts and moved to show she was liking everything he was doing. Also wanting more as she pants softly her wrist did now struggle ever so slightly but not like they were trying to get free but cause of pleasure needing to move and wiggle as her body knew arousal and pleasure that was forced on her but none really, she freely wanted and hungered more and more for.

She nibbled her lip some and tilted her head back and her thighs shivered ever so slightly as she then hears him and before she could react other than gasp in surprise, she hears him say he is Cumming and then she felt him already pull out and was already Cumming all over her. She gasped and panted slightly even whimpered softly till he then grinned at her and told her to give him a few moments and he would remedy the situation.

She blushed as she just could not resist and when he looked away for a second, she licked over her skin some where a drop of his cum laid so close to her chin she wanted to taste him. He was the first man she genuinely wanted to taste. She did not know why she did that or even wanted to, but this all seemed as if it was the first time for her though it was way more than the first time truly for her so to say.


Clara calmed down slowly some as she whispered.

“I hope I didn’t do anything wrong that you lost control…Roland!”

She feared ever so slightly that it had been her fault she knew it could not really be, but she had been fault on so many things and gotten punished for it and she did not want to ruin the sweet kindness he was and had shown her cause of something she did wrong.
 
Roland was disappointed in himself that he hadn't been able to wait until Clara had been sated with her own orgasm and he glanced away in shame but from the corner of his eye he saw Clara lick and taste his cum that had landed close to her chin. When she had regained her composure she whispered almost in apology,

'I hope I didn’t do anything wrong that you lost control…Roland!'

He smiled kindly at her and pushed a stray tendril of her golden hair from her face and stroked her face and chin with the back of his hand,

"You did nothing wrong my sweet Clara, it was my fault that I left you unfulfilled, you were so perfect and I was unprepared for that, the way you responded to me was so wonderful, I suppose I was expecting past memories to affect you but they did not. So now it is up to me to put matters right if you'll forgive me and allow me to use you the way your body wants,,,,,,, needs, to be used."

He rolled her onto her belly and lifted her hips so that she crouched on the bed, then he knelt between her ankles behind her and positioned his manhood at the glistening wet entrance to her sex, he paused and then slid inside her slick wet channel no force was needed as his rod slid in like a piston that drives a train, hard and unyielding yet smooth and sensual, teasing every nerve ending inside her channel, he heard her gasp as he slid smoothly over her special spot. To encourage her building orgasm he cupped one of her dangling breasts and squeezed the hard swollen nipple while his other hand reached beneath her and strummed her clit.

"For maximum pleasure Clara, push back as I push in, the penetration will be deeper and bring you to a climax much quicker."
 
When Roland caressed her cheek, she smiled up at him and listened to him she felt so relieved that she had done nothing wrong and even blushed slightly as what he said about her. She nibbled on her lip some as she suddenly felt his hands rolling her over on her belly and lifting her hips she smiled and looked over her shoulder back to him as she then felt him enter her, she gasped and moaned softly.

“Ohhh mmmyyy….!”

She still could not believe how good this all could feel when one wanted it them self and freely give themselves to a man and he did not just take what he wanted but also gave. She was loving every minute of it and her body showed him this as well, she moaned and shivered softly. It was then that she felt him also on her nipple which made her gasp and arch her back some and tilt her head slightly.

He then also told her to feel more she should push back against his movements, so she tried ever so slightly at first feeling him she did not think was possible, but it was. She then moved slightly more and more as her hips now even moved slightly in small wave like movements back against him as she started to moan and let go, she was freeing herself of all worries and thoughts and just enjoyed this right now and here.

“Roland!”

She moaned out as her fingers gripped the bed under her she had not ever really cum before or such at least she did not think so as this feeling that started to boil up in her was new to her and it made her feel like she was going to go crazy if it held to long, she could even feel herself get wetter and wetter even hotter. Her breath panting and her whole body shivering and trembling.

“oh god... I... I ... think!”

She tried to tell him she thought she would be Cumming the first time really while fucking with a man and could not and didn’t want to hold back as she looked back at him biting her lip and blushing, she still felt as if she were a virgin and Roland was the first man, she was giving herself to and she enjoyed it the arousal the pleasure it was so tempting, and she couldn’t resist to let herself fall.
 
Roland felt the even though Clara had been a whore, in name at least, she was still inexperienced in lovemaking, she responded the way her body wanted to respond but by giving her guidance on how to gain as much pleasure as possible and he would never tire of her and she would follow what he told her, possibly she might question a few things that he had in mind but she was all alone in the world apart from him so he could train her, mould her into what he wanted her to be. In his mind it was not expressed in that manner, it was more that he could teach her how give and receive maximum pleasure if she just followed his instructions but for now he was content to allow her her moment of bliss, he doubted that her clients had ever thought to bring Clara to orgasm , with them it was just about their gratification. That being so he set about bringing Clara her very first and memorable orgasm. She was already more than halfway there, there was a far away look in her eyes as she crouched and looked back at him. She pushed back against his thrusts into parts of her sex that she probably didn't know existed. He heard her gasp out his name,

'Roland!'

Her fists grabbed the sheets tightly as she began to shiver and tremble, he knew she was so very close.

'Oh god... I... I ... think!'

Clara went rigid, her back arched and she threw her head back tossing her mane of golden hair side to side as her orgasm surged through her,

"Don't fight it Clara, embrace it, 'tis nothing to be ashamed of, 'tis your body telling you how good that was, quite possibly you will have more but less intense feelings in the next few minutes but you have just experienced something wonderful. That is something to look forward to in the future if you would like me to teach you."
 
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Clara felt as if her whole body started to shiver and quake as if it there were lighting bolts traveling through her and she swore she felt each little movement he made, or her body made threw jerking or trembling. She moaned and arched her back as her thighs pressed against him as if to hold him there not wanting him to go anywhere.

She heard him tell her to let go fall to the lust and not to be ashamed and just enjoy she had cum at least she had thought she had cum sometimes by the men that took her mostly she played it out for them, but they never really noticed or cared but feeling this with him now she noticed this was her true first orgasm and it felt like heaven.

“Roland… oh god… “

She managed to gasp out a mona as she griped the bed, she thought even tighter if that was even possible. Her hips shivered and she pushed slightly back towards him, she blushed she thought it felt like over her complete body and she thought she was going to pass out because she was not getting really any air in her lungs or cause of overheating, but she also felt the relief and pleasure of it slowly calming down and him still close to her.

Her heart raced she could feel it in her neck even pulsing as she panted as her head leaned forward and she lowered her upper body so she could rest her head on the pillow just for a second as she then whispered.

“Roland, I believe that was the first time really… oh my dear lord how is that possible after been with so many men…!”

She was confused as how she had never felt like this before and could not help and wonder if the other women there had ever had a real orgasm as well, her thighs still shivering slightly she looked back at him nibbling her lip as she was ashamed to ask him, but she had to know.

“Does it. or can it always feel so good…. Can you do that to me again. show me more… ?!”

She had so many questions now she felt like a child before a big book of questions she had to know right now and then but she also did not want him to think she was crazy or childish or such things.
 
Post orgasmic tremors still shook Clara as he let her come down of her own accord, every few moments she would shiver and shake as though she was cold but the fire was burning brightly and the room was warm. Roland held her as she calmed, his arms circled her and he held her breasts in each hand as she sank down to the pillow resting her head, she whispered in a small nervous disbelieving voice,

Roland, I believe that was the first time really… oh my dear lord how is that possible after been with so many men…!'

"'Tis not you that is at fault sweet Clara, 'tis the men that paid to use you, they had no care for your feelings only the thrill of depositing their seed inside you. Quite possibly you have been on the brink and not understood what was happening, if those men had cared at all they should have done what I just did, but in some way I am pleased that I was the first to give you that experience."

He lay on her back with his manhood still inside her, her naked body felt so warm and soft against him as he gently kissed the back of her neck and behind her ear.

'Does it. or can it always feel so good…. Can you do that to me again. show me more… ?!'

Those few words told Roland so much about Clara, despite the life she had been forced to lead in the whorehouse she was still like an innocent child, she had no conception of the depraved things a man could do to a woman, thankfully so far as he could tell she had not been exposed to that, no woman could remain so innocently naive if she were. Roland was not against having naughty, sometimes dirty, playtimes with a woman or as he had done once, with three women, but he always insisted that they were agreeable and not forced, it had been more than a year since the daughter of one of the solicitor's clients had entertained him to a night of unparalleled debauchery. He replied to Clara's question carefully.

"It can be so Clara, there are many ways it can be made to happen, to make you feel good, it requires both parties to want the same thing which really goes without saying, it is the way it is arrived at which can be difficult for one so young and inexperienced like yourself. I can most certainly give you what you are asking for, I would deem it an honour to have you in my bed but before we go any further I suggest that we sleep on it and see how things look in the morning, I see no reason why we should put any clothes on now, do you? I so enjoy looking at you naked, Clara."
 
Clara blushed as he said he was pleased to know that he was the first to give her this feeling and all she could think of was yes and please give it to me again and again over and over, she never wanted to go back to that house ever again and knew she would now hate it more than before as she has learned in this little time with Roland so much and how it could feel to be a lady and not just some whore.

When he laid on her back holding her and softly kissed her back, she softly sighed this feeling so caring and loving in way she has never felt before and was like a child on Christmas day not getting enough present and wanting more and more but also afraid to might get to much. It was then what he said that made her smile and look back at him as she lowered herself more on the bed forcing them to lay fully on the bed, he still laying on top of her in her and his hands trapped under her on her breasts as she listened to him.

When he told her, they should sleep on it and enjoy the closeness of each other she smiled and nodded some he was right. She barely knew him but knew she did not want to leave his side at least not now and not tomorrow and just hoped she would be safe here and not be found. He was so loving and caring and she did not want him to get in trouble but also, she did not want to be forced back to that room.

It was then he suggested that they could stay naked now after what happened and that he enjoys seeing her naked she giggled softly and then answered looking back over her shoulder towards him.

“I believe getting dressed now wouldn’t matter at all Roland after what we have done already… and I like the feel of your warm strong body against mine of course naked is better…”


She blushed as she tried to be playful and cute to hide her fear or saying or doing something wrong to ruin this lovely time together with him.
 
Roland understood just how shy and inexperienced Clara was especially with men even though he had had been forced to whore herself she still retained a childlike innocence and had no idea what he meant by his comment about the ways with which an orgasm could be obtained, to her innocent mind there was only the way he had made love to her, the idea of a forced orgasm was beyond her comprehension so he would need to proceed carefully if she were not to become frightened of laying with him or any man. For now though she was happy enough to be with him and sleep in his bed naked. He would tackle the question of whether she wanted to stay or not in the morning. At this moment she was behaving playful and no longer seemed embarrassed to let herself be seen naked.

'“I believe getting dressed now wouldn’t matter at all Roland after what we have done already… and I like the feel of your warm strong body against mine of course naked is better…'

"Then naked we shall stay and if during the night you need me for anything at all I will be right here beside you. Please do not hesitate to wake me if you need anything, ANYTHING at all."

Roland hoped that Clara would sleep the whole night through as it must have been a hard day for her in many ways. He smiled to himself at the memory of how hard he had been inside her. He hoped she would want to stay, at least for a little while so he could look after her and teach her about the ways of the world, if he let her go off all on her own she would be devoured by voracious men and more than likely end back in a whorehouse to be used, abused and beaten, he vowed silently he would not let that happen.

Clara lay in his arms snuggling close to him her skin soft and silky as he stroked her gently, he head lay on his chest and her hand on his manhood, he left it there it felt so, so right.
 
Clara smiled as she laid in his arms as she was tired and yawned even but tried to hide it in his chest as she then giggled softly and looked back up at him as she listened to him tell her that if she needed anything, he would be there, and she should not hesitate at all.

“That is so thoughtful of you thank you…!”

She took a deep breath as she then leaned up and hesitated for a second but then felt it was right and wanted to and blushed some as she kissed his lips softly only a second long as she then whispered.

“Good night…Roland!”

She then snuggled to his chest as he gently stroked her back, she fell quickly asleep in his arms her hand on his manhood and her leg over his. She cuddled to him and breathed calmly as her body started to relax in his arms and he could feel if he were still awake, she was now fully asleep and felt safe in his arms as she let herself fall.

It was early as she woke, she stretched ever so slightly as she felt Roland’s body under her halfway at least and smiled, she saw she had laid in his arms the whole night. She looked carefully up at him seeing he was still asleep or at least thought so. She quickly and carefully got out of bed to use the bathroom so to say and then slipped back under the blankets to him as her hand slipped then back to his manhood as she nibbled her lip as her mind raced and so many questions came to her and thoughts of what she wanted to try but this time not forced if it would feel taste or look different this time than in the past when she had no other choice.

She looked up at him for a second and whispered very very quietly.

“Roland are you awake…?!”

She waited a few seconds and as he did not move, she smiled biting her lip she moved to slip under the blanket as she started to stroke him VERY slowly and carefully not wanting to wake him as she even licked shyly over the head of his quickly hardening cock. She then licked her lips as her eyes watched her hand move up and down his shaft as her fingers tried to massage and caress him as she was fully under the covers and wondered how much she could do to him without waking him if she was incredibly careful and quiet.
 
Roland's night was peaceful but he had vivid dreams of a golden haired goddess and making love to her. In his dream she was no innocent virgin but confessed to him that she had been with many men but he didn't care about them he only knew that he wanted his goddess all to himself.

Suddenly his eyes snapped open, something very pleasant was happening down below, he felt a smooth hand sliding the length of his manhood and it began to stir of its own accord as he lay perfectly still not wanting to disturb the feeling he had, but he had to clench his teeth to stop himself from gasping as he felt soft, warm and wet lips close over the head of his cock. The lips didn't move for a while as if the owner of those delicious lips were unsure or deciding what to do do next. Roland knew what he wanted to happen so he stretched out his arm and pressed down on the back of the head that hung over his groin and the lips slid further taking more of his hard shaft into the mouth the lips belonged to,

"Clara? Is that really you? Please tell me I am not dreaming."

He lifted his head off the pillow to see Clara half crouched over his groin with almost half of his shaft in her mouth but she was looking at him, their eyes met and he smiled at her,

"You didn't need to you know, I would been just as happy with a kiss but I wouldn't want to get you into the bad habit of leaving something only half done, so Please be my guest and finish what you started."

He laid his head back on the pillow and luxuriated in Clara attending to his need, afterwards he pulled down into the bed with him and explored her curves all over again, whispering to her what he wanted to do her then his hand slipped between her legs and found that she was so, so wet and he could smell her arousal.

"I have painted a pretty picture of us together Clara but we have many obstacles to overcome first, the priority at the moment is finding you clothes to wear that do not shout your most recent profession from the rooftops, I have some boy's clothes that I have grown out of so you can wear those for now then after breakfast we will go and find some lady's wear at the market, it won;t be fine silks and lace but it will suffice."
 
Clara gasped softly as she felt suddenly someone pushing her down it could only be Roland as they were alone. She must have woken him with her curiosity as he pushed down on her head she tried to relax and allow it and not fight like she always did with the other men that forced her to do such a thing she always tried to block their way with her tongue or turn her head some, so they went towards the inner cheek side than her throat. She had feared that they might choke her or such but with Roland she really wanted to try and wanted to please him as he did please her yesterday but was also slightly shamed.

When his hand pushed her head down it was a few seconds she had wanted to block again but her mind quickly remembered where she was and with whom she was and relaxed again. It was then that she heard his voice and almost had to giggle but did not pull up off his shaft just yet but looked up to where suddenly the blanket was pulled up so he could look down.

She smiled with her eyes as their eyes locked, she raised her head slightly as she licked her lips hearing him tell her to finish what she started and she nodded softly and slight shyly as well as she then licked over the head again and then tried to slip him fully in her mouth but it was to much for her untrained mouth as her body still had to get used to not fighting the urge of pleasure and understanding why it wanted the pleasure from him and to give him.

When he then slipped also under the blanket his hands exploring her body she smiled and leaned softly against him and then his whispers made her nibble her lip and close her eyes. So many men have told her what they wanted to do to her or such but never has one said it like Roland that made her tingle all over and then she felt his hand between her legs. She moaned ever so softly as her hands gripped to him as if to hold him or not make sure he does not take his hand away.

“Rooooland”

So soft and almost to quiet as if she were whispering moaning to herself.

He then told her that he wanted to go shopping with her and such and that made her smile even if it would be some old rags it would be the prettiest thing, she has ever gotten from someone as she knew he bought it then for her as a woman and not just something for the whore they all wanted her to be.

“I don’t need silk or lace as long as you still want me no matter what I wear…?!”

She whispered to him with one of the darkest and biggest blushes she had ever thought to feel crawl over her cheeks.
 
Roland pumped and twisted his fingers inside Clara's wet and needy sex, feeling her wet channel gripping and sucking on his fingers, she moaned his name quietly, drawing it out

'Rooooland'

She whispered her happiness at being with him when he told that he would buy her some clothes to wear but he couldn't afford expensive lace and silk,

'I don’t need silk or lace as long as you still want me no matter what I wear…?!'

Clara's crimson blush spread over her face as he probed inside her and she arched her back and raised her hips to allow him to push deeper into her sex.

"You need not fear little one, I will always want you, I only mentioned lace and silk as that is what you should wear as a lady from above my lowly station, perhaps when you have come to terms with how wrong it is for a lady of your class to be here like this with me you will want to return, not to your life as a whore but the one you had before you were sold. If you wish to go I would not try to persuade you otherwise although it would break my heart."

Roland thought it best to be perfectly honest with her, Clara was out of his class and had been dragged down through no fault of her own therefore it was his duty to help her regain her place in society no matter the cost to him.

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The market was swarming with people and they headed for the second hand clothes stall where an old wizened woman wrapped in a shawl was shouting her wares.

"COME BUY MY PRETTY CLOTHES, ALL WASHED AND CLEAN, NO RIPS OR TEARS, COME AND BUY, THE PRETTIEST DRESSES IN LONDON TOWN."

Roland looked through the piles of clothes on the stall paying particular attention to the dresses. He had intended for Clara to choose her own but there were some that he wanted to see her wearing so he chose them for her.

A simple pale blue dress for everyday wear

A pretty rather more daring dress for special occasions

A daring purple gown. that Roland hoped Clara would wear for him on the evenings when she especially wanted to make love.

They cost him the best part of a guinea that he could ill afford but to him it was worth it to see the smile on Clara's face.

"You be sure to model them for me when we get home."

He chuckled as he put his arm around Clara's slim waist. They must have looked an odd couple with him in his bowler hat and starched collar and bow tie and Clara in old pair off baggy pants and plus fours and a striped shirt covered with a waistcoat neither of which hid her womanly charms.
 
When Clara and Roland went out after he had given her something to wear other than her clothing she had when she showed up at his doorstep. Her eyes were everywhere she had not been out very much here in these parts as they did not let her out at all really as they probably feared to much she would try to run. Well, which had not been all wrong at all but as they would soon if not already notice she did not need that chance to do that. so many people she just hoped none of the men that had been in the brothel or even by her would notice her or such and repost her.

So many beautiful things to look at and the smells and colors she felt as if she had walked into some kind of paradise and knew she did not want to ever go back to the brothel and wanted to stay by Roland at least for now he was so gentle and kind to her she felt more in the last few hours as she had in her whole life. When they reached a stand with dresses, she wanted to cry such beautiful things and she worried then as she saw how much Roland had at home and he had said he does not have much and all this fabric looked so pretty it had to cost so much.

When Roland showed her three dresses, she wanted to cry they were so pretty she could never accept them. She held her breath as she let a finger run over the fabric and whispered to Roland.

“They are so pretty are you sure you wish to buy them for ME?! I can do with something less pretty Roland…!”

She was worried he might give out too much money as he might want to show off and win her over or such and what he had not known maybe was he had already won her over pretty much with his kindness and willing to teach her what was all possible and such without forcing her giving her a choice which no other person in her life had ever done before.

When he then told her that she should model all three of them for him at home she smiled and felt a reddish color and warmth creep to her cheeks, and she nods and gives him a soft kiss on the cheek as he then put an arm around her waist. She held onto him though she noticed some people looking at them strange, she got slightly scared as she worried why they looked that way did anyone know her or was it that of what she was wearing now or what could it be.
 
Roland felt on top of the world as they walked back towards his one room, he had his arm around Clara's waist and she was smiling radiantly, looking this way and that at everything going on around them. They must have looked an odd couple with Clara dressed in his strange mixture of clothes that he had managed to find for her so he was not alarmed when he saw two burly men looking at them oddly but when they followed him and Clara he became nervous, wondering if they were from the whorehouse and looking for Clara. When they turned a corner and were out of sight of the two men he pulled Clara into a doorway and spoke urgently to her,

"I believe we are being followed, for what purpose I don't know but if they are looking for you they must not find out where we live, so you stay here in this doorway and I will lead them away, when we are gone go back home and lock the door, don't open it to anyone but me."

He ran to the far end of the street and as the two men turned the corner he looked back and made sure they saw him and began to run, they followed suit, running right past Clara hiding in the doorway.

Roland knew the streets and alleyways like the back of his hand and led the two men following him further and further away from Clara and where he lived. When he thought it was safe he lost the men and returned home. When Clara let him in he took her in his arms and kissed her face and neck.

"That was close Clara, they must want you back desperately, I think it best if we do not venture outside for a few days then I will try to find us better lodgings,"

He grinned as though it was one big joke,

"It could be boring staying in but perhaps we could entertain ourselves, do you have any idea how we could do that?"
 
When they were on their way back home, she smiled leaning against him some as they walked her eyes catching everything that moved or did not move it was all just so beautiful and interesting, she could not stop looking around. It was also such a nice feeling having Roland’s arm around her and walking together with him as if everything were normal.

She had not noticed the men that were following them, but when Roland pulled her to a doorway and told her they where being followed and such she gasped and got scared even tears appeared in her eyes the first thought was of course what if they catch her and bring her back to that hell of a place her second was then worrying about Roland, he had been so kind and gentle with her what would they do to him.

He told her to wait here till he got them to follow him away so she could run home, and she should not open the door for anyone. She shook her head and wanted to say no what if they catch you and beat you till you say where I am or worse. She could not bare the thought weirdly, but he had been the first person in her life to see her as a woman a human being and not just some property they can use and sell, she did not want anything happening to him because of herself.

Roland did not give her a chance though to really say anything about it or react as he then suddenly ran off making sure the men followed. She tried to calm herself and waited a few moments looked out as if to make sure there was not more than just those two or such and then ran straight back to his place. When she ran inside, she locked the door quickly and went to the farthest side of the room in the corner and sat down pulling her knees to her chest wrapping her arms around them and hiding her face in them as she cried softly and prayed that Roland would make it back.

When she heard the knock on the door she gasped and shivered and did not move at first till she heard it was Roland. She opened the door letting him in and shutting the door quickly again as she so to say jumped in his arms.

“Oh, Roland I was so scared…. What if they would have caught you… “

She kissed him and gripped to him as if he were wanting to leave and she did not want him to or such. When he then said that they much want her back desperately she shivered and whimpered if they wanted her back so badly then she would not be safe anywhere. She looked at Roland her tears rolling down her cheeks as she smiled at him, he was so sweet to her even though she brought him so much trouble and she had the feeling this was just a start of the trouble and some how she knew he would do anything for her.

When he grinned, she had to giggle and wipe her tears with one hand away as he then asked what they could do to keep them entertained and if she had any idea. She nodded and smiled some and leaned forward to whisper in his ear.

“Well, you did buy me three beautiful dresses I haven’t tried on yet?! We could start with that….?!”
 
It was settled then, they would remain indoors for a few days and entertain themselves as best they could. Roland grinned at the naughty glint in Clara's eye and her suggestion,

'Well, you did buy me three beautiful dresses I haven’t tried on yet?! We could start with that….?'

"You are such a naughty girl Clara but I like the idea very much, you understand that there is nowhere private for you to change so unless you force me to close my eyes I will see you naked each time you change, however I have already seen you naked so it shouldn't bother you too much. To make it interesting though you could always tease me by dancing as you remove your dresses, perhaps you had to do something similar in that,,,, other place. I don't like to remind you of that but this would be just for me, I don't want you to do anything you don't want to do or else we could just go to bed and cuddle and see where we go from there."

He made his alternative suggestions in order to show her that it wasn't just her body he wanted although it was proving very difficult to ignore and he began to remove her waistcoat and unbutton her shirt to bare her ample upturned breasts and nuzzle his lips on her nipples.
 
Clara knew he was extremely interested in some things she was probably forced to do back in the brothel but not wanting her to think bad of him. She knew she could not get upset with him so gentle and sweet he has been to her and with her and it was always different doing the things with him she was forced to do back there cause here she did it willingly.

When he then told her, she did remember she could not hide anywhere to get dressed she smiled and nodded softly. Then when he asked about dancing or such as she took off her clothing or put on some clothing, she smiled and gave him a soft kiss as she liked the idea though when he then gave her other options she smiled and cupped his cheek and whispered in his ear slightly shy and a bit cute.

“I would love to dance for you but… don’t laugh I can’t really dance…!”

She then turned away giggling softly as she then started to undress as she swayed her hips slightly and tried to be sexy just for him and him alone. When she wanted to start, she had turned her back towards him, she slipped out of her pants she had on and they pooled around her ankles she looked over her shoulder to him and smiled tucking away form of her hair behind her ear. She then started to take off her shirt he had given her and did the same till she stood naked in front of him.
 
Roland was quite surprised when Clara said she couldn't dance, she was so graceful and light on her feet, her body was made for moving to music but then she turned her back to him and started to sway her hips side to side, it wasn't perfect but Roland appreciated that she was making an effort to please him. He appreciated it even more when she dropped the breeches he had loaned her and looked coquettishly over her shoulder at him and fiddled with her hair, next was her shirt which she peeled off slowly to reveal her gorgeous body, she teased him with brief glimpses of her breasts that swayed with her until finally she stood naked before him. They smiled at each other and Roland clapped his hands,

"Bravo sweet one, you did that just for me? " he queried.

He knew it had been for him but he wanted Clara to say it so he would know with absolute certainty that it hadn't been out of feeling any obligation. He closed the gap between them and wrapped his arms around her soft, pale body and placed her head on his chest and stroked her hair. His manhood was hard and erect in his breeches and pressed against her mound almost as if it wanted to be released to take its fill of her honeyed juices.

After a few minutes of holding her and exchanging kisses Roland smiled and said,

"You have shown that you know how to undress men's clothing how about you undress me?"

He stepped back and stood with his arms and legs apart his erection tenting his breeches, there was no mistaking what it was or that it needed some careful attention.
 
Clara blushed softly as he seemed to have liked her little terrible dance, she did for him, well at least tried. At his clapping hands she giggled softly and nodded some to his question and softly said.

“Of course, only for your Roland no one else is here… and I wouldn’t want anyone else seeing me like this…”

She could not help but point to her naked body and then smiling at him give him this look as if saying this is not to look at any longer not for every man at least.

“there have been enough men that have seen my body and for a while I wish only for you to see me like this…”

She blushed some more as he then came closer to take her in his arms, her head rested on his chest she closed her eyes and listened to him breathing and his heart beating. She could feel how aroused he was which made her wiggle ever so slightly and wanting him now as well. She has never felt like this with a man before, let alone wanting him to touch her or do more to her than just hug or such. She kissed him back holding onto him and pressing her naked body to his body some and when he broke the kiss, she nibbled her lip listening to him.

When he then said she knew how to take off men clothing that she should try undressing him and she nodded with a smirk like smile and kissed him deeply again as her fingers already started to open his shirt and letting her fingers softly caress over his chest and then shoulder as she helped it slip off his arms and back pooling on the floor behind him.

She then kissed her way down from his lips over his chest and stomach as she slipped to her knees and her fingers slightly went to open his pants and pull them down.
 
Clara's reply was not unexpected but it warmed his heart as she shyly replied,

“Of course, only for you Roland no one else is here… and I wouldn’t want anyone else seeing me like this…

She pointed to her naked body

,,,there have been enough men that have seen my body and for a while I wish only for you to see me like this…'

It was then that he took her in his arms and a little later at his behest she began to undress him herself, sliding off his shirt and working her way down his body with tender little kisses, so light they were like a butterfly's wings fluttering on his skin.

He noticed her hands were shaking as she fumbled with the buttons on his breeches and he wondered if she really wanted to do this, he stopped her hand and smiled down at her,

"You don't have to if you don't want to."

Then he understood, she had probably been forced to do exactly this when she was a working whore, this must be bringing those memories back to the surface. He cursed himself for being such an insensitive fool.

"Clara, I,,,,,I,,,,,I'm so sorry I wan't thinking of you, only of myself. You know I want you and I think you want me but it seems everything I do just reminds you of those past times, all I will say is that is what they are, in the past, we can have a future together if that's what you want but we need to get rid of those demons from the past."

Roland went and slumped in his chair not knowing what to do for the best.
 
Clara was trying hard not to show him that sometimes it was hard for her to just relax and enjoy as she knew he was not like the men in the brothel, but some things were just not possible. Most were at least the time while she was with Roland but some of the men had been bad to her and hurt her badly especially when she did not do what they wanted right or not fast enough and such.

She knew Roland was not one of those men and he would never hurt her or at least she thought she knew him at least that well already and just hoped she did not miss read him, but it was sometimes harder than she thought. When he though noticed and sat down on his chair after telling her once again, she was sorry she felt really bad that she might have disappointed him or such though it was mostly one again old feeling coming up afraid she might get punished again or such.

She crawled over to him laying her head on his thigh looking up at him.

“I’m sorry Roland I really am I am trying hard to forget but some things are just so hard for me to just forget like some of the men… “

She was afraid to tell him what some men did to her and such not wanting to disappoint him or make him look at her in a different way as she felt good in his eyes, she felt safe and adored and did not want that to turn to disgust or such.

She wrapped her arms around his leg and cuddled his thigh with her cheek as her body pressed softly to him as if she were trying to ask for forgiveness that she just could not turn off her demons or forget them. She closed her eyes and tried to hide the fact she wanted to cry as she wanted nothing more than to forget so she could start all over and new with Roland and enjoy the way a man could be with a woman and feel the way a woman should be treated.
 
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