Summers capture.

DreamWizard47

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You are standing in the great hall of the dark and lonely castle. The torchlight flickers across your soft hair. I stand in the entryway, looking across the great expanse of the room. A soft summer's night breeze blows in the open window, making your hair flutter inthe breeze.

I am drawn to this soft girl. She has neglected my intentions too long. I stride across the stone floor. My boots clicking and echoing across the room. I see you tense when you hear the footsteps, but you do not turn about.

I stand behind you, the scent of your hair fills my being. The moon glows softly on your exposed shoulders. Creamy white skin. I reachout my suntanned weathered hand and place it on the barren flesh of your shoulder you jump with a start.
 
Summer

Standing with my back turned my hear fluttered in my chest, I was to meet my new guardian this night. Timid and a bit shy, I was not brave enough to face the heavy steps coming towards me.
I felt his hand on my shoulder, was I to turn and cursty? Or perhaps stand still and stay silent? Giving into the urge to see just who now hand control over me until wed or 21st birthday, I turned and spoke softly, "My Lord?" Waiting for his confirmation he was indeed the Lord of this manor and I was his ward.

My eyes met his, and for a moment I felt as if he was undressing me with his eyes. Sucking in a sharp breath, I lowered my gaze, for it was sinful to keep eye contact and read what I saw there in his glance.
 
summer

As this youg thing turned to face me, I was taken. Her hair was a soft brown glitening like the sleek foxes coat. Her eyes sparkled as she turned. Her bodice was square cute and the top of her cleavage peeped out from its hiding. Her waist was small and her hips had a full soft flare to them. The draft in the room pressed the cloth to her waist and he could see vaguely outlined her already womanly mound.

Suddenly I jolted back to reality. This was my ward for a while. I was to watchand care for her. Watch? As she slept, as she dressed, as she bathed, the soft young body naked and supple. No...no...no.

"Tis Master DreamWizard, master of this realm. " He took her hand and kissed the tiny knuckles. As he bent over he peered down her bodice. Oh my loerd, this will be more difficult than I knew.
 
Summer

I flushed slightly as he bent and kissed my hand. Very gentlemanly, but his eyes told a different tale as they branded with their gaze.
"Good eve my Lord, I was assured you knew of my arrival tonight? And told that you would provide a chaperone since none could accompany here? It is unseemly being in your home alone. Oh! No offense intended My lord." I blushed profusely, feeling slightly naughty for what I had just indicated here.
"C-could you show me to my room perhaps? I do not wish to be a burden?" His dark eyes held mine, I could easily find myself staring into his alarming features. And he was unmarried, though no relation, still unmarried was uncommon in this day and age.
 
Aye, I expected a young lady to be here tonight, but I did not expect 'you'."

"And what am I to call you, girl? Come with me you have had a long ride and I am sure you will need your rest. Tomorrow we will have guests to greet. Follow me."

With that he reached over her shoulder to grasp a torch from the wall. Her young body was so near his. He heard her gasp and her eyes close a moment. He felt stirrings in himself and forced them to subside.

He took her arm and led her out the great room. She talked as they walked down the hallway. Her voice was soft and soothing. Not since he was a young lad had he been so enamored. That was when he had lost "her". He chased those memopries away.
 
Summer

"My name? They did not give it to you?" I was a little confused but answered anyways.
"I am Lady Summer Havenhall, My lord." I spoke softly as all ladies did and walked sedately, I did not wish to make a bad impression on him.
He stopped near the master suite and opened the door. walking inside I gasped with pleasure as the dark mahogany colors, "This is beautiful My lord, Thank you." I beamed a smile up at him and wandered the room.
"Where do these doors lead?" He pointed out the wardrobe, privacy and the doors that led to his ajoining rooms.
Pausing, I nodded, saying nothing about being in such a close proximity to his room. I guess in a strange place this was best.
"My coach arrived long before the other wagons, I have nothing to wear until morn, perhaps there is another lady in this house whom may have something suitable to sleep in my Lord?" Even a serving wench had a proper night gown. So I hoped.
Smiling I turned to him again, "I am at your service and promise to obide all rules and do as asked. I know this is uncommon for an unrelated person to take on someone else's child, and i will do my best to never be a shame to you." I made my speach and stood silently.
 
Aye they did gve me your name and it is on a post somewhere in my room. But. little lass, I have been alone a long time and I donot do well with names as many do not come here.

As for a gown to sleep in, i am afraid I am not prepared. My staff only comes during the days and they do not spend the nights here. And there has never been a Mistress here, Well almost...." his voice trailed.

But I do have some shirts of mine that should fit you well as a nightgown.

He strode long steps to the large door to his room. In amoment he returned with a soft cloth shirt. The sleeves billowed and the neckline had laces halfway down the front.

He reached to her to hand it to her. She reached out for it and her fingers brushed against his. Her eyes looked up at him and they locked for a moment.

"As for dishonoring, me, you will do me well I am sure. I am just a recluse country gentleman."

As if controlled by another being, he leaned over and kissed Summer on her cheek. He stubled on the gesture and grumbled..."Dream Well, Lady Summer" and her turned abruptly and began to walk away. He stopped at the door and looked back to see you standing there, the shirt in front of you. Your hair glowing. Then he left.
 
Summer

Smiling, I thanked him quietly for the shirt. A little stunned he had kissed me, I said nothing but blushed profusely.
"Thank you My Lord." I did not know what else to say so I turned abruptly and moved away from him.
No man had kissed me before, nothing more than my hand and my father. This was unexpected and brought unwanted thoughts to my mind.
I watched him leave, scrambling as best I could, it took awhile to get undressed with no ladies maid, but I managed. Slipping on his shirt, i was surprised to smell his musky scent on the shirt.
Shaking off these strange thoughts, I climbed into my bed and exstinguished the candle.
Laying back, the blankets held firmly to my chest, I tried to imagine what he was like in the day light? Where I was light he was dark, it was interesting, different.
perhaps I was developing one of the ailments I was told about/ a crush or something like that? I had heard some girls my age giggling over something like that once. I rolled over and faced the window, watching the pale mood move virtually no where. Strange indeed.
 
summer

He stood on the other side of the door. He saw in his head how his light chocolate hand had contrasted against her crwamed skin. He had no idea what had taken him to kiss this young thing. Surely she was frightened now that he was some ravenous beast ready to devour her. Devour her??? His mind wandered to such thoughts. Her eyes so innocent, her hair haloing her face, to see her in rapture. Egads, his mind was possessed. He walked to his desk, along the way he saw the basin and pitcher. He saw his hairbrush, surely the young miss would need to arrange herself in the morning.

He dug into the chest next to his bed, there he found some rose oil from....from the days of "her". He found scented soaps that were from them. He held them to his nose and inhaled deeply, his head spun lightly as he remembered the smells.

He gathered the items in his arms and headed for the guest room. He walked in and she screamed, he nearly dropped the basin.

"Excuse me, Lady Summer, I ....errr....well...I ....uhhh....thought you might need these. I did not think to knock....I am so unused to having company.

He placed the items on the bedstand, and turned to look at her. She lay in bed the covers that were about her neck were in her lap. A look of shock still painted her face.

Then his eyes lowered and he saw the neckline of the shirt. And more importantly he saw her bosom peeking under the lashes. He saw how her breasts pressed naturally against each other. She had a full softness to her. He saw againstt he coarse cloth two riplles where her breasts strained against the shirt. Surely it was the coarse fabric that had irritated her nipples. He could not move as he stood and stared.
 
Summer

He scared me when he came strolling back in, totally unexpected. I was not used to someone other than a maid coming into my room. Of course he was single and lived alone for a long time, so rumors told.
Of course he would not think about something so silly as knocking in his own home.
"Forigve me." I meant to say more but he stopped short. I could not make out his face in the darkness, and the moon shone brightly over the bed making it harder for me to see him.
But i sensed he was paused, watching. Uncertain what I would or would not do.
"Honestly My Lord, it is alright, just frightened me a little. Thank you for bringing me these things." I was certain he barely heard me for I whispered so softly.
Unaware of where his eyes were trained, I moved the blankets back, revealing my legs up to my thighs and slid out of the high raised bed. Moving over to where he stood, I reached out and took his hand in my own.
"Are you alright My Lord?" Standing this close to him, he towered over me. I gazed up trustingly into his face. His eyes coming down to meet mine, or so it appeared in the dark room.
Heat flushed over me as I thought about what I was doing, and how unlady like it was to parade around before a gentleman in my night clothes.
I bit back the urge to jump into the bed and hide, I was no longer a little girl. It was time I acted a little more calm, besides I think my screamed had scared him some what.
 
summer

He stared in awe. She pushed down the bedcloths. Her thighs were bare and silky. They were tiny things like the legs of the deer in the forest. But the had a curve to them and were carved well. As she turned in the bed, the shirt slipped up along her leg. Her thigh was firm and he saw a tiny strawberry-colored mark high on her thigh.

As she slid off the bed, the shirt slipped up and I could see the profile of her backside illuminated in the moonlight. This little angel, floated acrooss the space between the bed and me.

I still had not said a word. I couldn't. She took my hand in her tiny little hands. She held it up in front of her, though inches away, I could feel the heat of her being so close to me. She spoke and I stumbled from my reverie.

"Are you alright, My Lord", she said.

My mind raced....."My Lord"...."My Lord".....I looked down at her face in the moonlight. Again her hair, her eyes, her sweet face filled my vision. Then I noted her lips, soft sweet, fulllips, drawn in a tiny bow by some artists hand.

"Y-y-yes, I am fine." I started to pull back, but her hands still had mine. I instead moved closer to her. Looking down on her I saw clearly down her shirt. No my shirt, my short on her naked body, clinging and caressing every plush curve of her.

Her hands clutched to mine. With the free hand I reached out and brushed a stray wisp of hair from her face. My fingers brushed against her cheek. It was softer then the finest suede saddles I have had ever felt. I turned my hand and cupped her cheek. My thumb of its own mind ran across her lips. She pursed her lips and kissed the thumb. I stared.
 
Summer

he moved closer to me, my body becoming aware of his as he stood towering over head. I felt small, tiny infact standing beneath his gaze.
I glanced up at him, holding his eyes, "My lord?" I whispered softly, uncertain what I was feeling at that moment.
Was it fear or something more? I felt a nagging feeling in my mind he was dangerous some how, but did not unstand the nagging feeling inside.
Brushing it aside I brought his hand up between us, holding. "Am I forgiven?" I had not meant to scare him, but now he seemed as if he was in a trance like state of mind.
Lost in his own thoughts some where I could not reach.
"S-Should I go to bed My Lord?" I did not know why he stared, nor what he wanted of me. My eyes fell to his lips, a sensual set if I ever saw one. Unconsciously I licked my own and met his eyes once more.
 
summer

It is all too much, too fast.

My hand slips behind her head and I twine my fingers in her hair, as when I ride bareback. My fingers gripping a clump of her hair. I pull her to me.

She stumbles and falls against my chest. Her hands still holding my one hand fall against my chest, followed by her breasts locking her hands and mine between us. My hand and hers are nesteld in the valley of her breasts.

I lean down and seal my lips to hers. My lips crush hers and they part her lips to feel her sweet warm breath as I suck the air from her. Her tongue slips into my mouth, drawn by the suction. I capture it between my teeth and suck upon it.

She coos. She does not move for several heartbeats. Then when she does stir, I realize how bold I have been. I move back and stare at her, trying to think of how to apologize. Her first night here and already I have assaulted her.

In another time, another place, if she was older, then...then. Then I would ravish her make her submit to me. I would ride her in a fierce gallop into the heavens of the night. We would follow the stars and feel the wind on our naked bodies. I would have her, have her all.
 
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Summer

She gazed up at him, her heart pounding fiercly in her chest. He had kissed her! He hadn't kissed her in a friendly manner but in a lusty one.
Then his words came out of his mouth before he could stop them.
"We?" i was befuddled by this, by his actions. The sinful way he had suckled on my tongue, it was purely sinful. And it was fascinating as well.
What would I do here? I had no idea! I could continue but then I would be deamed immoral and sent to a convent. I could push him away, but he awoke something inside me.
I was so confused, by all of this, by his actions and my reactions."Y-yes, to bed. G-Good night My lord." I did not know what else to do!?
My body felt funny, everything felt light as air but tingling as if it all fell asleep and awoke again.
I released his hand and moved away from him, my eyes holding his darker ones. I walked backwards until I bumped into the bed. Turning, I climbed back up and laid down. Not covering up, not moving. The pounding of my heart was loud in my ears.
"My lord? A question, perchance?"
He nodded, i seen the motion of his head.
"What is this I am feeling?" I whispered, a little afraid of the answers, but afraid I would not learn what it was either.
 
SUMMER

He walked to her bed, and drew the covers over her heated flesh. He perched on the side and turned to her.

Waht you ave felt is stirrings of passion. You have not been with a man before, and from the reaction you have nor have you even courted before.

Here in the country we are different. In many cases what a man wants he takes. In the cities there are so many rules and restrictions.

I did not mean to frighten you, little pet. I am wrong and old and I have been here much too long and alone. Some day there will be an arrnagement and you will marry some young gentleman. For that you are here and I ... I was taken by your beauty and closeness. I lost control.

This feeling will pass and you will never want to feel that again with me. It was only a crush and jsut a tingle within you. If there was more you would feel it in yourheart and even in your belly. Do not worry, I will not come into this room again tonight.

He started tolean to kiss her again, but he stopped midway.
 
Summer

What she felt was a mild crush? Well I supposed he was right, but as he drew nearer, tempted to kill my small mouth, I moved up to meet him. And when he stopped short, I went the rest of the way.
A young nieve near woman, I did not kiss to expertly, but I tried. My lip smet his tentively at first and then a little movement. I kissed him and pulled back slightly.
"I still feel it." i whispered softly, confusion on my face and the awakening desire for more.
"could I not just learn a little without losing my virginity?" I asked softly, then gasped and blushed.
"I am sorry" I stammered, "I am no easy woman my Lord, its just that... You, you make me feel something wonderful." I glanced up into his eyes, and scooted closer, "just a little?" I was acting like a wanton whore, but it felt good at the same time.
 
summer

There were no words in his head. Only the longing in his heart. Her lips met his and they were warm, they did not move, but the feelings in her kiss were there.

He pressed harder to her gentle kiss. Not as he had before when he took her lips and mauled her. His hand slipped across her belly. His open palm resting firmly on it.

His lips parted drawing hers open at the same time. His tongue slipped to run gently over her lips. Her tongue tickled the tip of his. "This girl learns quickly" he thought.

His eyes closed as he focused on the feel of her lips her soft, short breaths as they kissed. Automatically his hand slipped along her tummy and to her ripe breast, softly he caressed it, cupping it from underneath and squeezing it gently.

She cooed. He lifted his lips from hers and and looked into her eyes. The moonlight cast a soft glow upon the open neckline of the shirt, illuminating her cleavage.
 
Summer

Smiling, then sighing into his kiss, my fingers trailed up his arm. New sensations ripples over me, making it hard to breath. The tingling inside was heaven sent and I moaned softly into his mouth. His fingers tenderly cupped my breast, though small, he found it easily enough. This made my heart leap into my throat and my body shiver.
He pulled back and stared down at his hand that held my breast. I panted softly, watching his eyes roam down my body and back up to his hand and the open shirt.
"My lord?" I whispered softly, naturally moving into his hand further, "Do I.." I blushed, "Appeal to you?"
 
summer

"Yes, my little pet you do appeal to me. You are a very exciting young lady. Your body is soft and yielding. Your lips and the heat of your heart leaps from within you."

"Here see how you have made me feel.", he took her hand and pulled it to his lap. "This is what happens to a man that is enthralled and desires a woman. And you are very much so a woman."

He left her hand on his lap and placed his lips on her chest., kissing and tonguing his way down.
 
Summer

Indrawing a deep breath, I felt his body under his clothing. He was hard, something was hard. I flushed faintly and then whimpered as his mouth traveled down my body.
This was sinful granted, but I seen nothing wrong with it so far. His mouth traveled lower and lower, until he had pushed open the shirt I was wearing.
Gasping for breath, his mouth teased my nipples. Never having felt this before, the inflamed desire clawing in my belly, I jerked back a little. Eyes wide and panting for air, I scooted away.
"This is sinful!" I felt silly for those words, but the new awoken urges in my body were frightening, very frightening.
"I do not know what to do My Lord? Help?" I wanted to continue but it was so strange and overwhelming at the same time.
 
Summer

He touched her body all over from her inner thighs all the way up to her breasts as he suckled on her nipples. They reacted so nicely, getting erect and firm for his lips.

She pleaded to him in her passioned confusion. He could take her this very moment and feel the delights of her sweet young body. He could ravish her ripe young breasts and bury his sword in her.

Instead he ran his hand over her breasts, gently caressing them. Then slid his hand down to press between her legs. She had a furnace burning there.

He kissed her lips. "My little one, we have already gone farther than we should. You shall sleep now and let the warmth of the passion sway you to sleep. I know it may seem frustrating, but it is best we wait and allow your head to catch up to your body.

His hand roaming over her grew lighter and narrowed its path. His kisses became softer and shorter. "You will sleep for me, little Lady. and in the morning we shall speak.

With that he rose and held her hand a moment. He could hear her breathing as he walked to his room leaving her in the dark.

He closed the door and fell back against it. God, how will he face her in the morning. He nearly took her maidenhood, right there. And she knew nothing of what she was feeling. He had to be more careful, more adult.

He closed his eyes and the nakedness of her breasts filled his eyes. The heat of her treasure as he cupped it still burnt its image in his hand. He raised his hand to his lips and he could smell and taste her.

He shook his head and disrobed. He tried to lie down but his hardness did not allow him to lie on his stomach and on his back the bedcloths rubbed against him. He diod as he had so many times. He took his manhood in his hand and slowly stroked it as he thought of the night. The sensations were pleasurable. More pleasurable than they had been in a long time. He moaned out loud as he approached his climax. Then he exploded and was trapped in the heat of his own body as he lay in a sweat, her vision filling his head.
 
Summer

Moaning, I did not know what was happening, but everything tingled.
He left, wishing me good night. And confusion entered my mind. What was I doing? Why had I stopped? I heard him in the other room, moaning. Softly he moaned, but I did not know why.
Couldn't even imagine what was wrong.
I was tempted to go to him, see if he was in pain, but stayed in the bed. Everything on my body thumped with this unnamed desire for more of his sweet touch. But afraid of it, I curled into my blankets and hid my head. Shame filled me, I had let him touch me as no man had ever done before.
But parts of me wanted it, still wanted it. This was confusing to me and I had hopes that I would figure it out soon enough.
Sleep claimed me but not after a long time of tossing and turning. The ache wouldn't dissipate like it should had by now. Sighing, I finally slept just before dawn.
 
Summer

The sun rose much too early. He rolled over hiding from the early morning light. The thoughts of last night flooded his mind, awakening him from the fuzzy dream state he wa sin.

Immediately he saw her sweet face and he recalled the smell of her heated flesh, the taste of her berry red nipples. The dampness he perceived between her thighs when he touched there. It was all too much and he found he could no longer lay on his stomach. He rolled over and stared at the high vaulted ceiling.

He resigned himself to having to get out of bed and squell the hardness the images had instilled in him. Tossing the covers to one side, he rose and walked to the basin in the corner. He scooped up handfuls of the chilled water and splashed his face. The cold water shocked his being. He stopped and thought for a moment and then he doused his groin with the same cold water.

He walked to her door and listened for a sound. Nothing. He hoped she had not fled in panic during the night, but thought it best not to wander in as he did before. He donned his boots and drew a billowy shirt overhis torso. He exited the other door to the kitchen area.

There in the large stone kitchen, next to the window was a large tub. He reached across it to the channel that came in the wall and opened the sluice. The water from outside began to fill the tub. While it was filling he started a fire, and swung a small cauldron over the flames. He watched as they leapt up and curled under the belly of the pot.

For some reasin this brought images back tohim of the sweet young lady in the other room. He shook his head and walked back to the tub, closing the sluice and climbing in. He lay back and closed his eyes.
 
Summer

Immediately hos mind went to the events of last night. Her soft sweet kisses, the way her arms wrapped about him. Only this time in his mind his hand slid down and lifted her gown. He caressed her there and she accepted it. His mind was racing with all the possibilities and focused on the sweet sensual ones.

He was erect and stroking himself as the thoughts in his head painted erotic pictures of this girl.
 
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