The Banker's Daughter *closed*

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This is a closed RP for myself and Sky Jade. Please enjoy.

MTILC

Elizabeth Tuttle, 19
5'5, 120 lbs, waist length dark brown hair, light blue eyes
Slender figure, very classy and elegant

The scene takes place in the Old West, during the 1860's. The land is being bought up and sold to traveler's from the east, and the remaining Native Americans are being driven out of their homes. The Sioux tribe of northern South Dakota is one of the few left, and they're determined to remain there. However, one of the richest bankers in town is also a very stubborn man. He has dedicated his life to taking the last of the tribe's land and selling it to a large corporation from New England who would like to expand into the Dakota's. The banker, Frederick Tuttle, is a ruthless man, and not liked by many, not even me....his own daughter.

IC:

I walked into the lobby of the bank, smoothing the skirt of my pink silk dress over my hips, and then tugging up the long white gloves I had on. Reaching up, I straightened my white hat, tucking a few errant strands of hair back underneath it. My hair was in a long braid down my back, but a few tendrils had freed themselves. I knew my father wouldn't appreciate a disheveled appearance so I did the best I could to make myself presentable. Making my way towards my father's office, I thought of what I was going to say. I had to convince him to give me the money I needed for my trip out East. My best friend, Rebeccah, was going to New York to shop for the upcoming town dance and I just HAD to go with her. My life here in the new territory was boring, and I wanted just this once to be excited. I missed New York, and loved the old city more than anything, yet my father refused to move back there. He had some huge deal working here in this godforsaken land, and my mother and I had been forced to accompany him. He'd promised that I could go home to visit and shop, yet since we'd been here, almost a year now, I had not been home once. That was about to change.

Smiling at Emily, my father's buxom secretary, I let myself into his office and sat down in front of his desk. His face was buried in a pile of papers, and not once did he glance up at me. "Yes, Beth, what is it this time?" he growled.

I crossed my legs at the ankles, and gathered my now faltering courage. "Father, you know what it is. I still want to go to New York. You know I'll be safe, and that Rebeccah's parents will watch over us. You promised me a year ago that I'd have plenty of opportunities to go home, and not once have you allowed me to!"

This time he looked up at me, a scowl on his once handsome face. "Elizabeth, I've told you and told you it's not safe for a lovely young lady such as yourself to travel across this savage-filled nation alone. Your place is with your family, and when I decide that it is time for a trip to the east, then you will go. Then and only then!"

"But, Daddy! I won't be...." my voice trailed off at the look in his eyes. Standing behind his desk, he towered over me.

"Dammit Beth! I have made my decision! The answer is no and will remain no! Now, go home and make sure your mother is taking care of dinner! We're having guests and I will NOT be embarrassed again by her lousy cooking and housekeeping skills. Go!"

Jumping to my feet, I turned and fled from his office, my hands going to my cheeks to wipe away my tears. Emily rose from her chair, but I didn't even glance at her. My dress flapped behind me as I ran from the bank and into the dusty street. Turning toward home, I continued to run, not caring if I looked ladylike or not. I was so furious that my reputation be damned! That was all my father cared about anyway, our family's "reputation" in this tiny town. He didn't even care about me anymore!

I started across the street that intersected Main and suddenly I was being grabbed, my arms encased in strong hands. My feet left the ground, and I was then laying across the back of a horse, my stomach flat against the animal's bare flesh. Too shocked to scream, I felt the horse take off at a gallop. The wind caught my hat and tossed it behind me onto the dirty ground. I had no clue what was happening, and by the time I'd realized I'd been kidnapped, it was too late.
 
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The Sioux tribe didn't own the land they were living off of, but it was the same land they had used to live on for the past 100+ years. They were the last tribe who had not yet been forced to sign away the land which they did not know, but it was a concept that the white man had made for them. Many of the other tribes had already been bought by the rich banker Fredrick Tutle, but the chief of this particular Sioux tribe was not wishing for that to happen. He had hoped to try and make some sort of deal with the white banker because this land was their summer grazing area. He chose one of his strongest and bravest warriors, Falling River, to try and deal with making a deal with the banker Fredrick.

IC:

Falling River

5'11", black hair, blue eyes, brown tanned skin.
Muscular build

Today was going to be an interesting one for me. Chief Tonto chose me to try and talk to the white man banker to keep him from taking our grazing land. I pulled on my brown leather pants and tied my red and white headband on, getting ready for the talk. I pushed open the flap and stepped outside into the sunlight, shading my eyes for a moment to adjust. The camp was bustling with activity as usual, the young kids running around between the tents.

I move through the camp to the corral where my horse Lightning was kept. I whistled softly and he came running over to greet me. My hand ran through his mane for a few moemnts before I opened the gate and let him out. He walked out to greet me, his muzzle nudging against my neck.

"Now now Lightning, nothing to get exciting over. We're just going to do a little deal with the white banker. Ready?"

Lightning nodded his head and then I climbed onto his bare back, urging him on. We made our way carefully out of camp and then galloped to town. Normally I would have put a blanket and saddle on him, but that was for hunting. Today was not a hunting day. I urged Lightning onward and soon we reached town.

Lightning had slowed to a gallop and we were almost to the bank when I noticed the running girl. There was something familiar about her, as if I had seen her somewhere before. Yes, it was the banker's daughter. I had recalled seeing her a couple of times when she had came to the camp with her father as he was trying to make his pitch to Chief Tonto.

I wondered if the banker would trade his daughter for letting my tribe stay on their land and spurred Lightning forward once more. As we got closer to the girl, I leaned down and lifted her up easily laying her across the horse's flanks. I urged my horse on, and it was only a short while before we made it back to camp.
 
Elizabeth:

The horse moves under me, I can feel the jolts of its hooves pounding the ground as it gallops out of town. By the time I think to scream, we're in the woods and nobody is around to hear me. I start sobbing, my hands clenching into fists as I fight to stay on the horse. A strong hand is pressing on my back, holding me down, and I'm thankful for that at least.

Just when I think that I can't take anymore of the ruthless pounding that the horse beneath me is giving, I feel it slowing down. I swallow my tears, my eyes looking around me trying to figure out where I am and who I'm with. When I see the teepees and the fire pits, I start shaking. The indian tribe that my father has been trying to persuade to give him their land, that's where I am. They've taken me. And it's all my father's fault!

I feel the man behind me slip off the horse, and then hands are gripping my waist and pulling me down as well. He holds me steady until my feet are firmly planted on the ground and then he releases me. I look up at him, and am speechless. He's handsome. More handsome than any of the boys I've dealt with back in town. Tall, dark skinned, yet with amazingly blue eyes, he towers over me, his presence overwhelming. I find myself smoothing out my dress, trying to look better for this purely masculine man. I wonder what he's going to do with me? Why am I here?

 
I look down at the young girl for a moment, captivated by her beauty. The other women of the tribe could not compare to her. I was lost in her light blue eyes for a moment before I realized I had more pressing matters to attend to. I spoke only one word to her before I left Lightning for one of the other braves to take care of him.

"Follow."

I turned around and wove through the large camp, looking back for a moment to see that she was following me. If she had not, she would have surely gotten lost. We soon arrive in front of the largest tepee, the council tepee. I push the flap aside and step in, moving to the center of the large area. The chief and four elders of the tribe stop speaking as they see me and the girl enter behind me.

I began speaking in our native tongue, laying out what happened in town pointing to her for a few times. I fall silent as the elders speak among themselves before deciding. It seems that they thought highly of what I did and would be rewarded for it. I was also given orders on what to do with her. Once they get finished, I turn to look at the girl. She looked nervously, standing in a new surrounding.

"The chief says you will stay here. Once deal is made, you will be free. The women will help show you what your duties shall be."
 
Elizabeth:

I followed the man who had kidnapped me into the largest teepee in the area. I'd been here before, but never inside. My father had come here several times to argue over the land that this tribe resided on. I, being a woman, had never been allowed within the tent during those meetings, but for some reason, I was led into the interior this time.

Five other indians sat in a semi-circle, all of their eyes resting on me. I listened to them talk, but couldn't make out a word of their language. I kind of figured that I was here because of my father, and when my kidnapper turned to me and said, ""The chief says you will stay here. Once deal is made, you will be free. The women will help show you what your duties shall be." it was settled. These indians had taken me to get my father to leave their land alone! Too bad they didn't realize that he didn't care what happened to me; money was his only love.

I fought back tears as the handsome warrior led me out of the teepee and over to a circle of indian squaws who were preparing the evening meal. Speaking to them rapidly in their native language, he glanced at me one more time before turning and striding off in the opposite direction. Frightened, I looked for a friendly face, but all I saw was angry women gazing back at me. Finally, a girl about my age stepped forward and took my arm. Smiling, she guided me inside the nearest teepee, and said, "Hello. I am Sky Cloud. My brother, Falling River, has asked me to show you what you are to do while staying in our camp. Here." She handed me a soft deerskin dress and a pair of moccassins. "In order to stay here, you must dress and act like one of us. Put that on and then come outside. I will show you how we cook for the men and children of our proud tribe."

After the flap closed behind her, I sighed and slowly began to strip. Folding my expensive dress neatly and placing my gloves, stockings, and shoes on top of it, I began to work the bindings of my corset. Usually, my maid, Mary, did this for me, so I was having difficulty undoing the contraption. I was halfway done, my bare breasts hanging out, when I heard the flap rustle. Thinking it was Sky Cloud again, I turned toward the sound. Instead, my kidnapper, the indian known as Falling River stood there. I cried out, and grabbed the dress that his sister had left for me. Pressing it against my bosom, I stared at him. Our gazes locked and I swallowed nervously, wondering how much he'd seen and what was going to happen to me now.
 
I pushed the flap as side to check on the girl, as my sister had said she had came into the tent to change. I hadn't expected her to be half-undressed since it didn't normally take long to put the deerskin dress on, or so my sister had told me. I paused in the doorway as I noticed her bare breasts, supple and round. She quickly hid herself with the dress, gasping softly.

"I came to see if you were being shown what to do. I'll see you tonight at the fire."

I wanted to go to her, but I had other duties to take care of before the campfire. I looked her over for a few moments more, then made my way out of the tent. I saw Sky Cloud nearby, waiting on the girl. I thanked her for helping out and remind her about getting the feast done for the evening festivites. I then headed to help with the younger men in getting the ready in the ways of hunting and fighting.

The night fell and the campfire was lit, ready for the night's activities.
 
Elizabeth:

I stared after him for a few minutes, shocked at his seemingly uncaring attitude towards my naked breasts. Shrugging, I finally finished removing the troublesome corset, and I slipped the dress that had been provided over my head. Feeling the soft material slide over my naked body made me smile. How soft and supple it was....almost like silk, but without the need for the stupid corset. Or the stockings. Or the gloves. How free I felt, my body naked beneath the dress, nothing holding me or squeezing me in. My womanly body was almost openly exposed, yet I found it freeing. Slipping on the moccassins, I then rebraided my hair and stepped out of the teepee.

Looking around, I noticed several of the indian girls glaring at me, and I frowned. What had I done to them? I was the one who'd been kidnapped and brought here against my will. They had no right.

Turning, I tried to find Sky Cloud...and finally I did. She was crouched by the fire, cooking something over it. Hearing my approach, she stood and then started to show me what she was doing. Hours passed, and soon I noticed that the sun was setting. Surprised, I realized that I'd been enjoying myself, my brain busy with learning new things and talking with the kind girl who was helping me.

Soon, she took my elbow and guided me to her brother's teepee. "Wait here. You will go to the evening's fire with us. I will return in a few moments time." She patted my shoulder and walked away, presumably toward her own dwelling.

I crouched near the teepee, my arms around my knees as I waited for either Sky Cloud or Falling River to come to me.
 
I was already at the campfire, dressed up in my honor regalia. Around my head was a leather headband with two raven feathers hanging from the right side. Two white paint lines graced both of my cheeks, and a deerskin claok over my torso. I sat with the elders eating, so it was Sky Cloud who brought the girl to the campfire, bidding her to eat.

The whole camp had gathered around the fire, and soon the drums began a dancing rhythm. Many of the women began dancing around the fire in a lagre circle. Many of the woman were in their dress, while some wore only a tunic as their breasts bounced with their movements. After the women danced for a little while, many of the young men got up and anced around the fire, a few in full dress regalia.

Soon the chief called for silence, as he stood in the glow of the fire. The feathers on his headdress reached down to almost the ground, the beads of his ceramonial shirt clicking softly. Soon he began telling the history of our people, from the earliest recorded time till now. Sky Cloud helped the girl by translating for her.
 
Elizabeth:

I'd been somewhat disappointed when Sky Cloud had come to me instead of her brother. I'd smiled though, trying to hide my feelings. She led me to the campfire, showing me where to sit. I was considered Falling River's, since he'd been the one who taken me, so I was to sit with him and his family. I folded my legs and situated myself on the grass between him and Sky Cloud.

Watching, entranced, as the dancers moved around the blazing fire, I tried not to notice the heat of his body so close to mine. The women's breasts bobbing in front of me had my mind going crazy; in our town that would have been blasphemous. Here, it was natural, free, normal. The women didn't look ashamed, but more proud of their bodies, their natural sexiness. I'd never been taught about my body and when I'd finally gotten my "time" at age 14, I'd been scared to death. I was sure these women knew all about their bodies and the processes within them long before it happened.

Soon, the dancing stopped, and the Chief stood and began a story, his low voice warming my body more than the fire. Sky Cloud kept up a translation of the story for me, and I listened raptly as I learned things about the tribe that I was sure my father didn't bother caring about. They'd been here so long, had so much history...no wonder they despised the white man for trying to push them off their own land.

I could feel the eyes of several of the Indians on me as their leader described the wars between our peoples, how my ancestors had brutally killed and maimed many of their people. My face flushed, and I lowered my gaze to my lap, trying to ignore the angry stares. Then, I felt a hand brush my shoulder. Glancing to my left, Falling River was gazing at me.

"It will be alright. Do not worry." he whispered, his hand lingering on my bare skin. I swallowed, nodding at him, trying desperately to ignore the fact that my nipples had hardened at his simple touch, and that the deerskin dress did nothing to hide the fact.
 
"It will be alright. Do not worry."

I looked down at her as I laid my had lightly on her shoulder, seeing the face she had made. I also couldn't help but notice that her nipples had become stiff at my touch. I wanted to do more, but now wasn't the time.

I looked over at my younger sister who gave me a warm smile and nod for a moment before looking back at the chief. I had to turn my attention back as the chief finished his storytelling and called for me. As I stood by his side, he began to tell about the great deeds I had done in the past, slowly leading up to the latest one. Soon he told me it was time for me to recieve my reward.

His daughter, Night Bird, came forward, she was anout the same age as Sky Cloud. She held out a new buffalo blanket, a stout bow and arrows laid across the top of the blanket as well. After taking the wonderful gifts, he said he made me in charge of all of the warriors in the tribe. All the men cheered and hollered at the announcement, my right fist raising in acceptence.

After the chief bade everyone dance more, I went back to where my family and the girl was. I laid the gifts down on the ground in front of her and looked up at her for a moment. I got lost in her beautiful eyes for a few moemnts before i could speak.

"Take these to my tent. I shall be there later."

The dancing started once more as I went to join the other men in smoking the pipe some.
 
Elizabeth:

I did as he told me to, gathering the gifts and following Sky Cloud as she guided me to his tent. Telling me goodnight, she turned and went to her own dwelling, leaving me to enter his on my own. I lifted the flap and ducked inside, being careful not to drop his things.

Once I was in, I looked around and then laid the blanket and other gifts in a neat pile next to his other bedding. Looking around, I noticed his weapons stacked nicely in their own spot, so I took the bow and placed it with them.

Afterwards, I didn't know what to do, so I slipped back out of the tent and looked around. I could see the warriors in the distance still smoking and conversing, but everyone else was already in their teepees. I walked a little bit off toward the north, where I'd spied a rock large enough to sit on. Going to it, I sat down, drawing my knees up to my chest, and stared up at the sky. The moon illuminated the tops of the trees, and the stars were beautiful against the velvety black night. A slight breeze was blowing, and I undid my braid, shaking my hair free to let the wind brush through it. Sighing, I realized I hadn't thought about my father or family even once since being here. The tribe thought they'd kidnapped me, yet what they'd really done was rescue me. I was actually enjoying their culture, even though I knew I wasn't widely accepted.

The air was cold against my skin, causing me to shiver, and hug my legs to my chest. My nipples were hard again, and I bit my lip, trying to get used to the night air. I heard a twig behind me, and I jumped, startled. Turning around, Falling River stood there, looking down at me. The wind blew again, harder this time, and my hair trailed out behind me. Shivering, I smiled at him. "That was a nice ceremony. Your things are in your teepee. I just wanted to enjoy the stars...I hope that is alright?"
 
After finishing enjoying a nice smoke with the other warriors, I went back to the tepee. I noticed Sky Cloud nearby and asked if the girl was around. She had mentioned seeing her head off to the field, and I thanked Sky Cloud. I saw her as I walked into the field, sitting on the rock. She looked beautiful sitting there in the moonlight, though she looked like she was cold.

The cold didn't bother me much as I was used to it. The twig snapped beneath my foot when I approached the rock and she turned around to look at me. I smiled down at her nodded when she asked if it was alright.

"Yes it is fine. Sky Cloud said you came this way. A bed is setup in my tent for you. I am responsible for you now."

I placed my hand lightly on her left shoulder for a moment as I looked up at the stars. They were beautiful on the clear night. I stood for a few moments looking at the stars, feeling her bare skin beneath my hand. I looked back down at her and pulled my hand away gently.

"Come, it is going late."

I turned away from the rock and headed back towards back, knowing that she was following me. I was to try and negotiate with her father in two days, so I wondered about the wisdom of getting attached to her when she would probably never be back after the deal with done.
 
Elizabeth:

I followed his tall form back to his teepee. He held the flap open for me as I ducked inside, my body brushing against his as I entered. I saw the two piles of animal hides laying side by side on the tent floor, and I was a little sad that I wasn't to share his bed. Where did that thought come from? I shook my head and then realized something else. What was I supposed to sleep in? The dress I was wearing had some sort of beading on the bodice, and I didn't want to destroy the hard work. It was a lovely dress, and deserved better than to be slept in. But that left what?

I looked at him, a frown crossing my face. "Umm, I was wondering, what am I supposed to wear to sleep? I can't wear this dress...the beads will fall off. So?" I asked, my hands crossed over my breasts.

He looked at me, a crease appearing in his forehead as he thought. Apparently he hadn't thought of this either.
 
I held still for a moment as she brushed past me. Even through the cerimonianl outfit I wore, I could feel the heat of her lovely body. I pasued but for a moment after she went in, to follow myself. When she asked how she was going to sleep, as she didn't want to sleep in the dress to keep from ruining. I blinked and then frowned for a moment.

I had no idea myself what to do, and it was a little late to ask for help from my sister who was probably already asleep. I looked around for a moment and then blew out the small latern to darken the tent, though there was still a little bit of light from the moonlight hitting the canvas of my tent.

"Perhaps sleep without dress on?"

I moved an sat down on my bedding, pulling off the top of the ceremonial outfit and laying it up beside my weapons collection. I wanted to see her lovely breasts again, but I also didn't want to do anything which would keep our land from us. The deerskin leather pants I wore rustled softly as I putted them off and then slid into the bedding.
 
Elizabeth:

I was glad that he'd turned out the lighting, but still nervous. When he'd undressed, I had seen his body in the pale moonlight, and it caused a funny fluttering in my tummy. Never before had I seen a naked man, and he was definitely a spectacular one. His body was tightly muscled, stomach defined, chest and arms swollen from his physical labor. I'd caught a glimpse of his manhood, and when I'd realized what I was looking at, I had quickly averted my gaze.

Sighing, I turned my back to him and slowly lifted the dress over my head. I wore nothing underneath, so my shape was outlined by the light filtering in through the teepee. I wondered what he thought of my body, as I folded the dress quickly and bent to lay it next to my own clothes. Turning, I crossed an arm over my full breasts, barely covering them, and then hurried to the bed next to his. Flipping back the top blanket, I moved in between them, feeling the cool leather and furs against my skin. I moaned a bit, enjoying the luxurious feel of the fabrics.

Rolling onto my side, I looked over to where he lay, and found that his eyes were on me. Our gazes locked, and we both just stared, no words breaking the silence.
 
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