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[PhoenixPrime01]

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I watched as she was taken by the watch to jail to await trial for the all to common crime of stealing food from the marketplace. The men of the watch were none to gentle in their handling of another thief, but at least this one didn't pull a knife and try to fight free like the man did.

Their rough handling and her struggles made her body move very invitingly under her peasant blouse and skirt. Both molded to her young body almost revealing as much as they concealed. Her short pale blonde hair flew and swirled around her lovely, if a bit dirty, face. Her green eyes were full of fear but also flashed with anger. Her firm and ample breasts danced and jiggled and their prominent and hard nipples poked at the thin material of her blouse. The wide belt cinched her small waist and the material of her skirt hugged her firm ass cheeks as they too jiggled and bounced as she struggled with the watch.

I wanted this wench. She had spirit and looks to match it. I'd have her, tame her and together we'd live free and handsomely off the riches we ‘acquired'.

I followed and saw that rather than the holding jail she was being taken directly to court and remembered that the magistrate was hearing cases today so she'd have no waiting to learn her fate.

I stood at the back of the court and watched until she was called to face the magistrate. He listened to her as she said it was for a poor hungry neighbor family and not for her. However, her story and pleas for mercy fell on deaf ears.

"You're an admitted thief. I find you guilty and sentence you to three years at hard labor in prison to teach you the errors of your ways. Learn the lesson well wench. If I ever see you in my court again it will go far harder on you than that.
"Take her away."

"Next case."

She was led out to the prison cart, where she joined a man already sentenced and her wrist was shackled to the overhead rail lifting her to her toes. She had to stand with the sign reading "THIEF" hanging around her neck where all could see her, curse and humiliate her and throw garbage, rotten vegetables and worse at her while she waited for the trials to be over.

My horse was a short distance away at a stable behind an inn and I knew at the lumbering pace of the wagon there wouldn't be any problem meeting them on the way to the prison. Then she'd be mine.

 

[vbabe2001]

- Her tears stained her cheeks as she vowed they would pay. They would all pay for humilating her, but she knew her hopes fell to the dirt below.

Her head shot to the side, avoiding a rotten vegetable which was thrown towards her face. How had she got into such a mess? She only wanted to help her family, and how much she hated this place at that moment.

She was untainted, drawing herself into her own pitiful world, she would never let them know she was defeated..

But she was a mere woman. And now labeled a theif.

She pitied herself for getting caught -

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Matthew:

I stood and watched as one by one three more joined her in the cart before the driver mounted his seat and the sole guard sat up next to him.

The despair showed in her eyes, her face and how her shoulders slumped as much as her shackle would allow, but there were still flares of the spirit that had caught my attention when she dodged something thrown and glared at the one who'd thrown it.

I wended my way through the crowded street to the inn and got my horse from the stable. Once saddled and my long bow and quiver at hand, my sword and dagger were already in place, I headed out of the town to intercept the wagon in the wood.

About two hours out of town the track crossed a ford. That was my destination for the muck on the bottom of the stream would slow the wagon even more.

It took the wagon two and a half hours to reach the ford and when it slowed and began to cross an arrow into the seat between the driver and guard stopped it as I instructed in a very loud voice.

I remained concealed in the woods and told 'em to loose the prisoners or suffer the consequences.

With much muttering and cursing a large key was produced and all were unshackled.

"Give the woman my arrow to bring to me," I shouted. Good arrows took time to make so were valuable.

The men bolted right away, but her hesitation gave the guard time to hand her the arrow as ordered.

"This way," I called out. "Bring it over here to me."

 

[vbabe2001]

- Pesha's shock was just about as great as the other prisoners. She expected a fight, but instead she felt the shackles fall to the ground, the rush of freedom was just inches from her breath but as she was ordered to bring the arrow to some stranger concealed in the shadows, that freedom all too soon disappeared.

She gripped the arrow in her slender fingered grip, keeping her head high as she walked toward the voice. But she was trembling, if this man could stop the law with just one warning, what luck did she have in this?

The water gathered around her waist, making it harder for her to walk towards him. Biting her plump lips she stumbled, falling to her knees and soaking her peasent top to the brink.

It only allowed her firm amble breasts more fullness, the material stuck and molded itself to her body as she became detremined to make it to him in one piece..

Suppose she should thank him, he did safe her from prison, but the truth remained as she approached him..

Why? -

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Matthew:

When she was off the cart, "Not git on wit ya. Leave the wagon and run as fast as ye can or I'll be cuttin' me arrows outta ya."

They both jumped into the stream and splashed their way to shore, soaking her as they splashed their passed her. Up on the bank they began to run and kept running as long as I could see them, between looking at her that is.

The splashing had well wet her down. The cloth of her blouse was hugging her impressive breasts and nipples and was nearly transparent now that it was wet.

'Mmmm,' I thought, I've made a hell of good choice.'

"Over here woman. More to your left. I have ta keep an eye out in case they try to sneak back and git us both."

 

[vbabe2001]

"I.."

- This was no time for her to argue. He was her only ticket to freedom, and as much as she hated to rely on anyone but herself... he was right.

She followed his voice, moving to her left as he instructed. She didn't bother to move her wet ash blond hair out of her eyes as she came closer to him.

She was cold, the rush of the cool air caused her nipples to harden like bullets, proding through the soft material. She noticed and slipped her free hand over her breasts, her modesty overcoming her -

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Matthew:

I took the arrow first and dried it then replaced it in the quiver.

Reaching down my hand, "Well woman give us your hand then. We need to be moving along, unless o' course ye'd rather wait here for 'em to return and gather ya up for that three years at hard labor he gave ya that is."

 

[vbabe2001]

"No I .."

- She didn't finish her sentence. She had to trust him.

She reached her hand out and grabbed onto his own hand, decided it best to follow him -

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Matthew:

When you reached and I gripped your hand it lifted your breast under the transparent blouse very nicely I noted that and it's hard nipple too with an appreciative smile.

"Jump woman," and when you did you're swung up being me. "Hold on tight now. We need to put some distance 'tween us and themuns."

The horse is turned and kicked into a trot away from the track and deeper into the forest.

 

[vbabe2001]

- She clung to him tightly, etching his arm between the clevage of her breasts. She was scared, and cold, and all she wanted was to get out of those wet clothes and into something warmer -

'Thank you Sir'

- Her words came out broken, she was trembling as she talked -

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Matthew:

A short distance into the forest, about a good hours walk on foot, I stop at a clearing and swing you down off the horse and dismount behind you. The reins are tied to a branch above your reach then I turn to you and say as I open a saddle roll, "Well woman strip outta those wet clothes before ya catch yer death and I'll have saved ye for nothin'."

 

[vbabe2001]

"But I.. there are no clothes for me to change into.. "

- She was tired and so she thought it best not to argue. She eased herself behind the tree and slowly eased her wet peasent dress over her head.

Underneath she wore tight cloth panties, her amble breasts firmly held their place as she rose on her heels to throw her dress over the tree branch.

She watched him out of the corner of her eye, she was completly hairless from head to toe, except for the soft patch of light pubic hair hidden way underneath the restraining fabric of her panties.

She hid behind the tree, peaking out as she covered her breasts with her arms -

"Are we camping here?"

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Matthew:

"Maybe woman. I'll see. Now come outta there and let me dry ya and give ya one o' me shirts ta wear. Out in the sun now. Step lively. Let's go. Don't make me come and git ye."

Turning from the horse I moved into the sunlight carrying a blanket and a shirt.

 

[vbabe2001]

"But I have nothing to cover myself with... "

- She hesistanted as she stepped out into the sun, the warm ways glistening off of her skin to give her a light glow.

With her breasts still covered she walked slowly, almost cautiously up to him -

"What is your name? So I may thank you properly"

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Matthew:

"Me name's Matthew woman and stop standing like that how kin I dry ya.
"Bend over and let me git yer hair and when that's done up again and hands in the air so I kin dry ye fingertips to toes.
"Lively now. Don't make me have ta swat yer ass for ya."

The extra shirt is tossed to the ground behind me and I stand holding the blanket.

 

[vbabe2001]

"Um.. ook.. Mr. Matthew, Sir"

- She did as she asked, following each one of his instructed movements to the T. -

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Matthew:

"Not mister woman just Matthew."

You hair is well dried by the blanket. When you stand up straight and lift your hands high over your head I stand dumbstruck for several moments as I take in your now clean and lovely face. My eyes slowly travel down and look at both breasts so well displayed in this position, high on your chest with hard nipple pointing up at me.

Down your flat stomach with barely a womanly pooch to your trim waist and flaring woman's hips. A long pause at the light colored and barely there fleece on your puffy lips, down your legs and just as slowly alll the way back to your green eyes again.

Then with a shake of my head the drying begins. Both hands, both arms down to your shoulders. Then around to your back where I take a very long look at your lovely firm ass before rubbing you with the blanket shoulder to ass.

"Now woman stay like that but spread yer feet so I kin get 'tween 'em ta dry both."

 

[vbabe2001]

"Between my legs?"

- She had never been touched by a man, or a woman for that matter. The feel of the towel sent strange feelings trickling throughout her body, she was afraid to part her legs but she did as instructed..

She felt his eyes on her and it only excited her more as she rolled her lip between her pearl teeth. Her breathing quickened as she stopped trembling and she turned to look at him -

"Why did you choose me, there were other prisoners.."

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Matthew:

Both hands move slowly, rubbing and kneading both of your full and tight ass cheeks. Fingertips covered by blanket even rub up and down the cleft of your ass from the top to the very bottom several times before moving on to cup each cheek and rub it's underside slowly and throughly.

Then they both move to one leg and rub, squeeze and knead there way from your bare feet up and down just high enough that the blanket tickles the fleece lightly covering your woman's lips. Then the other leg is done just exactly the same way.

In a very husky voice, "I'll tell ye soon woman. Very soon I promise."

 

[vbabe2001]

'mpph.. '

- A soft, almost unaudible sound escaped the depths of her throat as the fleece touched her most sensitive parts and his hands caressed her firm ass cheeks.. She didn't think it was intentional however, so she tried to place the arousing feelings to the back of her mind -

"I guess I shouldn't know then.. "

- She instinctively dug her nails into the palm of her hand, hiding and resisting for reasons she didn't understand. This was all so new to her as she became more aroused, her body tingling as she became slightly on the edge of dizziness -

"How rude of me, I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Pesha.. its German for Sin.. "

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Matthew:

A low chuckle as you introduce yourself and explain what the name means as I stand again and in that same hoarse voice., "And aptly named ya are woman. Very aptly indeed.'

My big hand folds around yours and leads you to the center of the clearing. You're handed the blanket and told, "Spread it out woman and lay on one half of it. Leave the other empty.
"Hands over your head and spread your legs again so the sun can begin to dry where I haven't gotten ta yet."

As I watch you do as I've instructed, bending and crouching to smooth the blanket on the lush grass, "Now when ye lay down dinna look at the sun. It'll make ya go blind if ya do. Have a friend who didn't listen and now he wears a rag over his eyes as he begs."

 

[vbabe2001]

- Pesha did as she was instructed, landing on her stomach on the blanket. With each passing moment she was getting more and more comfortable with him being around her, though she would never admit it.

Her body was like a silhoutte against the blanket, a perfect etch against the lush grass -

"Is there anyway I can repay the kindess you have shown?"

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Matthew:

"Now not that way woman, umm Pesha, I dried yer back already. Lay on it and let the sun begin your front side where I haven't gotten, yet."

"Repay me? Well I'll think on the Pesha. I'll think on it," I say in that same voice with a bit of a low chuckle. "Now roll over and lay as I told ya to lay."

It was hard to believe my good luck in finding this woman and being able to have her all to and for myself. Had I not rescued her it would have been the warden and guards who'd be enjoying her instead of me.

My eyes remained on her ass, on the lips I could see beginning to part as her arousal made them spread revealing the place I'd soon be, very soon one way or the other.

 

[vbabe2001]

"Oh.. so you mean..."

- Pesha rolled over onto her back, keeping her hands folded neatly just under her breasts. She had to close her eyes to shield them from the sun, but she could still feel his presence just a few feet away -

"If it wasn't for you I don't know what those guards would have done to me, you still haven't told me why it was me you rescued"

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Matthew:

"Have ya no ever seen yerself Pesha?," I ask as I begin to undress quietly. "Haven't ever looked on your face or body woman?
"I released all, but woman you were the reason I was even there awaiting the cart.
"I saw the watch haul you away. I heard the magistrate condem you to three years at hard labor and I've seen women who've come out after less time who have been so changed by what happened it was as if they were two different folk.
"The tales fo two, three or more guards in a row taking and using them or sometimes more than one at a time; the stories of how they had to put on acts for the warden or guards with other women or men from the outside who'd paid to use them all left their mark. One not to be removed."

Now naked too I lay on the blanket beside you with the other shirt in hand and continue more quietly but still in that odd hoarse voice. Your closed eyes don't see me up on one elbow, sun behind my head, looking at all of your naked lovliness as the told begins to gently rub your belly in every widening circles. Slowly getting close to your firm breasts with the pebble hard nipples standing straight up and the fleece covered puffy lips.

"When I heard the sentence was not for a week in the local jail, but three years in prison I chose you Pesha. That's when I decided you should and would be mine and we'd travel together from now on and live well together."

My shirt and hand reach your breasts and rub and massage them. Careess them both, knead them and squeeze them as the smooth shirt rubs over your so hard nipples.