The Island (Closed)

[karnelman]

He led her to the bed and carefully urged her to sit. As she had followed she also complied with his wishes for her to sit on the bed. He gazed at her voluptuous body, smiling at her. He watched for a moment as he breasts move with the rise and fall of her breathing. Then he began to slowly remove his own clothing. He shed his shirt, revealing his muscular fur covered olive skinned chest. He raised his foot to the bed beside her and quickly undid the lacings. The first boot and stocking tossed aside he repeated the action with the other foot. He stood only a mere foot in front of her downcast eyes as he began to open his britches. They fell away leaving him only wearing his tight fitting undergarment. His already growing cock was outlined under the material. He took hold of the waistband and carefully pealed his pantaloons down over his engorged member. He bent to pull them over his feet then stood before her fully naked and exposed.

She remained with her eyes cast downward. Though he knew she would comply with his wishes now as her will had clearly been broken, he could see that there was still much to do to arouse her desires. He moved forward and reached out to her. He touched her chin softly and raised her face. His twitching cock was mere inches in front of her. She could not avoid looking at him. He bent and kissed her cheek then moved his lips to her ear. He ran his lips over her delicate ear letting the warmth of his breath envelope her.

“Please let me show what it is to be a woman. I know within you there is a sensual creature that only needs the door to be opened for her carnal pleasures to be realized,” He whispered.

He stepped forward causing his cock to graze her cheek as he went to kneel at her feet. The astonished young woman did not more; she scarcely took a breath. He leaned forward and suck upon her large alluring tits. He moaned into her warm flesh as he swirled his tongue about each her dark areolas and lavished her hardening nipples with the warm moister of his hungry mouth. His hands caressed and spread her thighs as he suckled her now heaving breasts. His fingers danced over her smooth thighs, teasing their way up toward her treasures. He snuggled in between her thighs as he kissed lower on her body, licking and nipping at the soft taught skin of her belly.

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

The bed, at least, was soft and comfortable under her, but she could not bring herself to look up as He undressed. She was too busy trying to keep her own fear, and her own emotions, under control. His touch to her cheek brought a low gasp, as He turned her chin, and eyes up to Him. He was naked, and aroused, His cock mere inches from her. But still she would not look upon it, instead she focused on His eyes, her own still empty...

He lowered, brushing His lips to her unmarred cheek, trailing to her ear. His breath was warm, and she could not stop that slight tremor that raced thru her when He spoke, His lips caressing, a glide of His tongue teasing.

“Please let me show what it is to be a woman. I know within you there is a sensual creature that only needs the door to be opened for her carnal pleasures to be realized,” He whispered.

He lowered to His knees before her, she still staring at Him. She could barely take a breath, and instead a low moan, escaped past her lips. His head dipped low, lips embracing and then suckling a dark, warm, tender nipple. Paine's eyes close, her head relaxing back.. her nipples pulsed within His mouth as He suckled, she unable to keep the soft sounds of pleasure from slipping past her lips. Tingling slowly wound it's way thu her body, she grasping the bed under her to keep steady. She felt His hands upon the inner skin of her thighs, she did not resist His opening of her legs... His mouth still working each nipple... Back arching, she lets another deep moan come forth, just as His fingers find, and brush against the dampening folds of her sex....

His mouth leaving her nipples, both now deepening in color, glistening with the wetness from His hungry mouth.. she leaning back, as He tastes her skin, moving ever so slowly lower, over the flat, taut plane of her belly. Paine let heself fall back onto the bed, panting, whimpering, she could feel the warmth spreading between her now opened thighs, feel the arousal, her body unable to resist what was happening to her. As her head came to rest, long waves of curls spilled out around her.. a dark halo that framed her face...

"please" she suddenly whispered... "please just.... don't.... don't hurt me... like before.... please" she begged... Tears fell from her eyes.

She was confused, why was her body enjoying this... but her body didn't know better... and Paine knew that... that was why so many women would fuck any man that came along, because they only wanted the pleasure that the body would get out of it... why was she sooo different??

She knew why, because she had seen the Nanny, making love with the one man that she loved, and who loved her. Paine had seen it with her own eyes, what love was... between that Nanny and the Guard who loved her... she had seen her kitchen wench mother, as well as the other girls, and the whores of the village, lay with anyone who would have them.

She held her eyes tightly close, her head turning aside...not wanting to see His face between her legs, or over her... Maybe He thought she was picturing Byron doing this to her.... but that was not the case... Paine liked Byron, the feelings she felt for the kind Guard Captain were confusing, she had even dreamed about Him, but Paine did not love Him, how could she, she did not even know Him.... She loved no one, and now, no one would ever give her a chance to love them, and none would love her...

She was trembling, partially in the pleasure that indeed was washing over her, and partially in her shame that she was allowing this of her own... free.. will... and lastly in fear... none had ever.... other than the rapes... touched her there, and certainly not with their mouth and tongue. She had seen and heard women, begging, pleading for more, shuddering in orgasm, while a man licks and tastes that most intimate of places... Paine had no idea what it would feel like, or what to expect...

 

[karnelman]

"please" she suddenly whispered... "please just.... don't.... don't hurt me... like before.... please"

For a moment the darkness in him took hold and he thought how dare she ask anything of him. Was he not treating as a lady? He fought the feelings and desires. Were he not determined to be gentle and make love to her he would have risen up and flipped her onto her belly. He would have simply mounted her like a filthy little bitch. But somehow she had cracked the dark cloak that encased his heart. He knew he would not hurt her. He would teach her to enjoy what nature intended men and women to share. Then soon he would give her to another. He would be happy for his friend to share a love that he knew he himself would never again know. He lifted his face from her flesh and spoke softly.

“I wish for you never to be hurt again, sweet lady. Relax and let thoughts rest. Give into what your body is telling you,” He panted.

He could feel her body was reacting. He could feel the heat of her arousal and smell the juices of her sex. He knew if she would only let go of the silly things she was taught that she would indeed feel the pleasure flowing through her body. He lowered his head as he spread her warm moist folds. The deep crimson flesh of her inner folds glistened with arousal. He wondered if she was the type to scream or whimper when climax took hold. He nuzzled the mound of wiry hair above her tingling pussy and then began planting soft whisper like kisses all around her sex. She squirmed a bit as he tasted her with the tip of his tongue. His lips tongue and fingers explored her most intimate places. His fingers and tongue slid tenderly in and out of her no longer virgin tunnel. His lips, teeth and tongue danced about her hood and clit. He sucked her puffy pussy lips. He stroked and caressed her thighs gently. He seemed to care only for her pleasure doing nothing to attend to his own throbbing manhood.

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

“I wish for you never to be hurt again, sweet lady. Relax and let thoughts rest. Give into what your body is telling you,”

As He spoke, His breath touched, caressed, a part of her none ever had. The warmth was soothing, as well as arousing, bringing another seeping of her own slick moisture, sweet, warm, the scent alluring, promising the most delicious of tastes....

“I wish for you never to be hurt again"

It was those words, whispered, spoken, as His mouth came to rest upon her sex, a place where He had hurt her, whispered promises of never huring her again... that allowed Paine to finally accept what was happening, what would happen...

Paine's fingers dug into the bedding as He lavished upon her pussy. The mingling of the warmth of His breath, and the sensation of His lips and tongue, and even His fingers as He opened her to Him, was maddening. Paine writhed upon the bed, giving in to the erotic shudderings that finally made her cry out... Her voice no longer able to stay with the quient mewlings and moans and whimpers that had come before.

Her back arched from the soft mattress... hips rocking, bucking now to His mouth. Any walking by would hear her cries, but these were cries of the most intense of passion. Within her, as His tongue, and His finger explored, she was still tight, muscles grasping, pulsing with every wild beat of her heart... satin soft, enveloping Him in the heat that was her body....

When He lifted His head, Paine was panting... and... she was gazing down at Him... she no longer keeping her eyes closed...Her stare met His... hers still moist from her tears... it seemed she was searching for something, something in His eyes....

 

[karnelman]

Delight was the only way to describe Jacques feelings. The girl had finally given in and let herself enjoy carnal pleasures as he was sure it was meant to be. She had cum with an intense furry. He looked up to find a panting beauty staring at him as if she was seeking an answer. He could not know the question. He knew what was to naturally follow. For the first time she would learn what it was like to have a man entering her be pleasurable. He knew her pussy was ready. He had felt the warmth of her climatic flood and drank of her ample juices. His thick rigid member would easily slide into her this time. There would be no force, only gentle lovemaking.
He lifted her legs unto the bed and climbed atop her. He was careful not to press his weight upon her body.

“You are beautiful, m’lady and fully a woman now,” He panted as he placed himself between her open legs.

He lowered his body and as if that moment were meant to be his cock aligned with her still quivering pussy. He reached between them and guided his throbbing shaft to its target. The head of his cock passed into her hot wet folds and disappeared into her waiting tunnel. He moved slowly. He cock gently stretching her opening as his girth passed deeper into her. He stared into her eyes smiling as there bodies joined.

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

Paine had never felt what she had just expeirenece, the flood of emotion, of sensation, that had crashed thru her, had brought those keening, begging, passion laced cries to her lips... She was panting when their eyes met, her body only just beginning to come down from the climax He had brought her too...

“You are beautiful, m’lady and fully a woman now,”

He climbed onto the bed over her, looking down at her. Her sex was throbbing, pulsing, she desperately wanted to caress herself, to ease what she felt there, a frustation? An emptyness?

He lowered onto and into her, she felt the length of Him pushing, sliding, along the dripping folds of her pussy. A moment later and the opening was found, He rocking His hips forward, letting His cock easily slide inside of her, she coating Him with her slick fluids. Paine closed her eyes, her breath catching... She had expected pain, just as she had felt the other times, but as long as He went slowly, her sex, having only been abused, opened up to Him, flooding Him with warmth, sheathing Him in soaking wetness..


God.... it felt soooo good....

It suddenly hit Paine... she was not sure she wanted it to feel this... good.... to feel such pleasure... Would it always feel so good? Or would it go back to the horror and pain she had before... would He be gentle now, only to rape her again later, only to give her to the Guards to use as a toy... to be raped over and over again? Was this worse than when she had said No? Because now, as His cock slid into the grasp of her body, she knew what it could feel like to make love. At least physically....

"Don't" she suddenly whispered... "Don't do this to me... Don't treat me like You care about me, I don't want to know what it feels like to make love, only to have that ripped from me again... You are not making a woman of me... only a whore.... that is all I can ever be... a worthless whore... please.... just rape me and be done with it.... "

She was crying, His cock fully sheathed inside her now. His length throbbing, the walls of her sex wrapping around Him like the tightness of a velvet glove.. the warmth that overspread her was amazing, and she only wanted more. Wanted to feel Him move inside her, slowly, gently, wanted to hear Him call her name....

She wanted to hear Him say He loved her...


That was what had snapped her back into reality... for He did not.


"Please" she cried.... "Don't make me want, beg, for something I will never feel again..."

 

[karnelman]

"Don't"

He heard little more after that word. He was nearly blinded with rage. He felt as if his soul was being torn in two. He had wanted only to make love and she had seemingly wanted it too. Now she was telling him to stop. It had gone too far for him to stop.

“No!” He screamed as he rose up on his arms over her. “Do not deny me! Do not ruin this moment. Your body says you want this as much as I do. No man can make you a whore, sweet lady. Nature intends for man and woman to bring pleasure to each other that is not what makes a whore. You ask for no coin and I offer none. Tell me the truth, tell me you want to make love to me as I want to make love to you.”

He was almost pleading as he fought his own demons. If she denied him again he would rape her and likely kill her in a most brutal fashion. If that happened surely the last of his humanity would die with her. If she but only let her body guide her she would be saved and perhaps he himself would regain something long lost.

“Please, Paine, give into what nature tells you is right. Our lovemaking will lead to you having what you most desire. If you force me to take it from you then surely neither of us will survive this day. Be my lover for a time and I promise you the love you crave.”

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

He was buried deep inside her, as He first yelled, then allowed His voice to tone down as He spoke, He lifting over her to stare down, into her dark eyes. The warmth of her body, the velvet caress of her sex pulsed gently for the moment around the surface of His embedded cock...

"Tell me the truth, tell me you want to make love to me as I want to make love to you.”

She did want that, she could not deny that... she wanted to be made love to, to feel the pleasure that could bring, and to feel the warmth of it drive away her own cold, lonely demons. She even wanted that from the Man who was even now deep inside her, the same Man that had raped her, beaten her....

"Be my lover for a time and I promise you the love you crave.”

"You.... promise me love?" she whispered, surprised to hear that from the Man who so viciously ripped her apart at her own mention of the word, the feeling..

God she wanted to feel love.... so desperately.....

Her voice wavered as she looked up at Him, He was stilled inside her, staring down... "Jacques...... " she paused... knowing she was taking a chance, that she may only enrage Him with what she was going to say... to beg for... she only wanted to feel love, once, in her life, from someone other than the sweet Nanny.. she wanted to feel it from a .... man.....

"Jacques" she repeated again.... "take me as You would.... her..... Marisa.... I want to feel love... I want to feel that kind of love... please give me this, and I will give it back to You.... 10 fold.... I promise.... please.... "

Her voice broke at the end, she holding back a whimper... she was shaking under Him... but her dark eyes never left His....

 

[karnelman]

“Oh god yes,” He moaned as he buried his face just below the tangled mass of her mane.

He had what he wanted. He had Marisa back in that moment. He began to gently thrust in and out of her body as he nuzzled her throat. He kissed her neck softly as their bodies rocked together on the small bed. He moaned and whispered gentle words born of his passion and made alive by the fantasy she offered him. He spoke neither the girl’s name nor the name of his adored long-ago lover. In reality his words were to both women for they were one in the same in that bed. Paine looked and felt like Marisa. She even smelled and tasted as he remembered. She could easily have been Marisa though she was more than twenty years younger than when he met Marisa. She was in fact fairer of skin as age and abuse had not wrecked Paine’s body.

“Oh god, you are beautiful,” He whispered as his cock slid the length of her quivering, gushing canal.

The words he spoke were true. She was in fact ravishingly beautiful to him. His love had made Marisa a beauty to him, Paine’s youth made her and even lovelier version. He could feel every beat of her heart pulsing through her pussy and into his body through his cock. He carefully let his weight fall down on her as her legs spread wider and wrapped around him. His thrusts grew harder as he tried to enter the depths of her sex. Her pussy felt like velvet as it no longer strained to accommodate his thickness. Her body and mind had opened to him. His hands roamed over her flesh, seemingly touching everywhere at once as they writhed together. As the apex of his passion drew ever nearer his lips found her mouth. He sucked her lower lip between his hungry lips and then thrust his tongue into her welcoming mouth. For the first time since coming to the island he allowed himself to become completely lost in lovemaking. He had fucked scores of women in that castle, but never made love there. His impassioned moans muffled only by her mouth echoed off the stone walls.

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

Paine let her own demons go for that moment, wrapping herself around Him, her hips lifting from the bed as He moved inside of her, each slow exit from the grip of her sex was met with another thrust back within, and her pussy, now having adjusted to the length and width, not being abused, not being forced, welcomed Him, warm, slick, drawing Him in deeper with each rocking motions of both her body and His...

But what made Paine moan, what made her call out to Him, arching her back, voicing her feelings, were the words that He whispered deep into her ear, words that she had never heard before, of love, want, need, words of beauty and passion, of heat and lust... each one that slipped past His lips and into her own ear only made her want the Island Master more.. despite what He had done to her in His moments of darkness....

The sounds mingled around them, moans, cries, words, whispers, beggings, gasps, and the wet sound of His cock continuously moving inside of her. She was so soaking wet that fluid spilled out of her as He pushed within, she soo tight that there was not enough room for both her lubrication and His length.. the head of Him brushing her cervix, as if seeking entrance into her womb... Her nails raked His back, gently... her legs gripping His hips, the bed rocking and swaying beneath the 2 bodies.

Lips came together, the kiss deep, hungered, tongues curling around one another... Paine's passion filled mind thinking that this was something she would never feel again... but that was ok with her, to feel it once, at least, was at least something she could remember...

And....

She now began to understand why Jacques was the way He was... she realizing that He too had not felt this in such a very long time... Lonliness for her had driven her to seek love... Lonliness for Him had driven Him away from love...

The kiss broke as she gasped for breath... letting out yet another cry that lifted to the rafters and vibrated thru the Keep...

Her voice found His ear... whispering... begging.....

"let me feel You.... cum.... fill me... with Your seed.... love me Jacques... You are not alone when in my arms... You are not alone.... I.. I am sooo sorry... for everything..." her voice breaking... she had not meant to hurt Him, she had only sought what she thought she wanted, never taking into consideration what He needed.... "Ohhhhhhhhh goddddd"...

Paine's back arching... the orgasm grabbing her by surprise... she shuddering under Him as a heated flood of her own arousal spilled out and around Him.. she panting, gasping, begging for Him.... His name rolling from her lips... "Jacques.... Ohhhhhhhh godddd... Jacques"

 

[karnelman]

"Ohhhhhhhhh goddddd"...

Her words spurred him on. He pressed deeper into her, the full length of his throbbing cock buried within her welcoming pussy. Her juices surrounded and flooded over him. Her body rubbed along his; both of them glistened with the sweat of their shared passion. His cock straining and aching for release; his balls tightening as his churned toward eruption. Her body gripped him as the apex of pleasure rolled through her. Her juices gushed soaking his balls and thighs as a puddle formed under the lovers. Jacques howled as the wolf does upon spying a full moon.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yessssssssssssssssssssssss take my seed from me my love!” He screamed as the first hot spurts of cum left his body.

Thick ribbons of his seed shot from his cock and splashed into her own juices deep inside her loins. He could barely take a breath and his heart threatened to leap from his chest. He had not enjoyed such an intense release in a very long time. Their bodies ground together as they shared the power of their combined orgasms. When composure began to return he rolled to his side to allow her to breath. He pulled her with him unwilling to leave the moist warmth of her pussy. His slowly shrinking cock oozed the last of his seed into her body as he held and caressed her.

“You are amazing sweet lady. Thank you for that most precious gift,” He panted softly before pressing his lips softly to hers.

Their nude moisture covered bodies entangled as they lay together reveling in the afterglow. He wanted to say that he loved her; to return to her a gift a great as the one she had given him. But he could not. Even if at that moment he did love her, he knew it was not a real love, not the life-long love Paine sought. He knew deep within him that he would never again love another as he had Marisa. He also knew that the darkness that dwelt within him would return. He never again wanted Paine to know that darkness. She for a time given him back a joy and pleasures that he thought lost forever. He would enjoy those pleasures for a short time and then turn his attentions to the young woman that even then lay in his own bed.

He would take the young healer’s virginity and make her his bedmate and perhaps even his wife. He would allow Byron to court Paine. He knew that the two would make a happy life together. Once she was his friend’s wife he would never again touch her either lovingly or viciously. But that was for another day. He ran his hand down her back. His fingers danced over the small of her back and to the edge of the crease between her ass cheeks. His finger slipped along the cleft of her ass to her rosebud. Her anal pucker was damp with the juice of her sex. He teased the tight moist orifice as he dipped his head and began to suckle upon the dark circles that surrounded her pink nipples.

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

The intensity of their shared climax, first hers, then His, took away her breath, she gasping as she felt His seed, thick and heated, filling her, flooding over her cervix, her womb, coating, spilling out, mingled with her own flood of liquid...

When He rolled off her, she took a deep, needed breath, but He did not release His hold her on, pulling her gently with Him, they laying side by side, facing each other, His cock still partially inside her...

“You are amazing sweet lady. Thank you for that most precious gift"

She accepted His kiss, her own quivering lips parting slightly.. her eyes, lidded, meeting His for a moment before she drew them away, letting them close. Eyes were the window to the soul, and suddenly she was afraid of letting Jacques look within her own.

Part of her wanted to scream at Him, that this was no gift, that in reality she had not been given a choice... This was as much rape as the first time had been, only she had given up screaming and accepted it. The other part of her felt the most intense shame, shame that she had given in, that she had let Him take from her something she desperatly had wanted to give only to one, whoever that may have been.

It was a gift...

He had taken it from her, instead of she being able to give it to whom she desired.

Yet another part of her, liked, what she had felt.... The intense pleasure, the words of lust, passion, and even love, that He had whispered in her ear. It made Paine wish that she indeed were Marisa, it was obvious they had shared a deep love, the kind of love the Nanny had spoken about, the kind of love that Paine herself wanted.

So many thoughts, so many emotions, yet all were cast aside as soon as His mouth first kissed and licked the sensative areloe surrounding her nipple then latching onto that tender, dark nipple... Paine crying out as her hands came up to rest upon His head, fingers entangling in His hair.. she felt His hand slip over her hip, fingertips touching, caressing the cleft of her ass.. what was He doing? The question raced thru her mind and then out again.... the feel of His finger at the tight entrance to her ass... Snapping open her eyes, the word "noo" moaned from her lips.

It was something she had not expected, had never done, yet even as she moaned the negative, her body was doing just the opposite, legs parting, as if offering the tightness to Him... her breathing deepened again, and she could already feel the heat beginning to rise in her, amazingly.. she had never felt this kind of sensation... this hunger .... before...

 

[karnelman]

Her lips said no, but before he could react to the words her body said the opposite. Of course she could not know that there were pleasures in things one would find repulsive in thought. He continued to tease but not penetrate her anal opening. She relaxed in his arms and pulled him ever tighter to her breast as the anticipated assault did not occur. He moved lower, releasing her tit and lavishing her belly with soft kisses and tiny licks as he continued to tease her asshole. He alternated between tickling her rosebud and caressing the flesh of her round buttocks as his lips moved ever lower. He nuzzled her thick tangled bush, which was damp with the juice of her first orgasms. He went lower kissing around her puffy, red labia. He licked the essence that was not yet dry from the outer folds of her still tingling cunt all the while still toying with her anus.

He did not as she expected lick her sex instead she felt his tongue on her thighs as he lifted her leg opening her completely. She gasped as the tip of his tongue replaced his finger at her rear opening. She had been well bathed and her ass tasted only of her sweet pussy juices. He lapped at the opening as he guided her to turn her body so that she lay face down upon the bed. He coaxed her into a semi-kneeling position. With her ass raised up he used his fingers to spread wide her buttocks. He pressed his tongue to her rosebud, opening her in a new and exciting way. First his tongue and then his finger entered the tight little opening. He was tender but insistent. One finger went deeper into her ass as others entered her still dripping pussy. She was fuller now than she had been when his thick cock filled her. He finger fucked both her holes as he crotched behind her kissing her lower back.

“Oh god, there I so much I want to show you, teach you. There are so many ways to make love, my lady,” He moaned as her juices flowed over his fingers onto the back of his hand.

He was no longer sure what drove him. Was it the memory of Marisa or a genuine attraction to Paine? It did not matter at that moment. All that mattered was the two of them, lost in bliss. He was happy, truly happy, for the first time since fleeing his home and his love. Though as he continued to use his skillful fingers to pleasure his new lower a voice in his head was practically screaming. The thoughts were clouded by his passions, but still the warning was there......

Do not fall in love! This can not be! She is just a good fuck! She will belong to another soon!

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

A keening cry echoed thru the room, as He slid His fingers into her sex, and into the tightness of her virgin ass. Her head was spinning, reeling, from the erotic sensations He had sent cascading thru her... There was pain, but mingled with that, and so much deeper and more intense, was the incredible pleasure that was even now shuddering almost violently thru her....

“Oh god, there I so much I want to show you, teach you. There are so many ways to make love, my lady,”

Her fluides, slippery, lubricating, and so very warm, freely spilling out of her, mixed with His seed... flooding over His fingers... Her nails gripping the bedding, tearing thru the soft cotton material as her body rocked obscenely... back arching, head thrown back as she screams out, another climax, this one nearly violent, shook thru her... she could not get her breath... panting, gasping, moaning, crying out...

Paine collasped back down onto the bed, her head and face buried in the sheets... her hips still lifted to Him, He still fingering both her sex and her ass.. She bit into the sheeting as she continued to climax, it did not seem to want to stop, driven on by the sensations that He sent rocketing thru her..

God... what was He doing to her.....????

She did not understand why He was doing this, she had heard of it, she had heard the stories of men who wished to... take a woman that way... Some enjoyed it, others did not. Paine herself could not give voice to whether she was... enjoying... what the Master was doing, but her body was surely enjoying it..

 

[karnelman]

He pulled his fingers from her body, leaving her empty as she gasped for breath still in the throws of her intense climax. He quickly came to his knees and moved behind her. His cock ached to be inside her again. He gripped her hips and plunged his throbbing shaft deep into her welcoming pussy. She had perhaps thought that eh might take her ass, but that would come another day and only if she herself wished it to happen. He had fucked many women in that way but only one before ever had a choice. Mostly it had been a punishment or a show of his power. Marisa had welcomed him and with her it was another form of gentle lovemaking.

Jacques slid the full length of his cock in and out of Paine’s quivering, juicy cunt. He could feel the walls of her pussy convulsing around his shaft as the hot wet flesh enveloped and caressed his manhood. He knew she was well lost in an endless flood of pleasure. This is what he had wanted to give her. He knew his reward would be that her legs would now be open to him whenever he came for her.

“Yes, my lady, my sweet beautiful lady, cum for me! Enjoy your body. Let the passion take you away,” He moaned as he continued to rhythmically drive his cock deep into her body.

With her head down and her ass raised to him, he was able to go to the very depths of her sex. Her pussy opening stretched around his girth. His cock head pressed into her cervix with each thrust. His balls bounced against her fully engorged tingling clit. He slid his hand under her and took hold of her swaying tits. He massaged them while gripping the voluptuous orbs like handles. She bucked back as he rode her. He bent done and bit gently into her shoulder, stifling his animal-like cries of passion. He was cumming; his body convulsed with wave after wave of pleasure. His climax seemed without end. He became lost in that moment, no longer the master of a strange island. He was a lover once again.

“I love you, Mar…..!” He moaned into the flesh of Paine’s shoulder.

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

Her eyes were closed... she was lost, lost in all that was happening to her, and around her. His cock once more sliding so very easily into the soaking wetness that was her pussy, each hard thrust into her bringing a wanton moan from her lips, this screamed into the bedding under her. He was plunging so deeply inside her, that the head of His cock threatened to push past her now spasming cervix and into her very womb..... yet all that Paine felt now, was pleasure, indescribable, heated, shuddering pleasure.

She bucked her body back against His, using all the strength she had to lift her head and call out to Him, her pussy riding His cock as much as He was riding her.. the muscles pulsing, massaging as He drove into her...

His arms coming around her writhing body, hands grasping the heavy sway of her breasts... as He continued to drive into her... their bodies coming together over and over again... Paine let herself be lifted, as He fucked her, until she was upon her knees only on the bed, arching her spine back and into His chest, His teeth biting at her bared shoulder, marking her as He now drove up and into her, His cock penetrating at a new, and intense angle. Each thrust of His hips, the whole of her body shuddered upon Him....

Paine's hands settled over His as He firmly mauled her breasts... hers were so much smaller than His... and darker in color.. the contrast was stunning, her dark hands, His larger lighter ones, an then the dark flesh of her breasts...

Her body gleamed with heat, as His did... yet He did not cease, and neither did she.. as another powerful orgasm shook thru her, fluides spilling out of her, down His cock, and over His balls.. thick and heated....

His almost animal growl told her He was about to explode... and deeply embedded inside her body, in the sheathe of her sex, He indeed did explode, once more filling her with hot jets of His seed.... she feeling His cock pulse, spasm... the hot semen coating her... He was holding her so tightly to Him that she could barely breathe... He cumming over and over again into her willing body .....

“I love you, Mar…..!” He moaned into the flesh of Paine’s shoulder.

She both felt and heard His cry of love, the name cut off at the last moment. The smallest hint of sadness colored her eyes. She had no doubt who had just taken her, had just brought her to dizzying heights of pleasure, of .... love......

He... had been using, seeing, loving, someone else. The thought made her sad, but she had asked, no, begged Him for just that... she had no reason to think or expect otherwise... but a small part of her... wished He had realized who was even now, trembling in His arms....

"I know..... I know You do" she whispered back.... as her eyes closed, He still inside of her, both of them slowly calming from the peaks of their orgasms...

 

[karnelman]

"I know..... I know You do"

He realized he had lost control. He fervently wished he could take back his words or at least the last syllable. He had not meant to confess his feelings and he had no desire to hurt Paine by making her think he thought only of another as he fucked her. He knew in his heart that while Marisa was on his mind, he was also developing feelings for the new girl who was writhing under him as he slowly returned to reality.

He relaxed and allowed his cock to slip from the warm, moist confines of her quiver pussy. She turned and collapsed on the bed, looking up at him, still panting softly. He looked down at her and into her eyes. There was a sadness there that he wanted so to erase. But that would mean revealing himself more to her and ruining his plan. He could not tell her he had feelings for her one day and then on another day soon tell her that she was to be another’s wife. Words did not come, he wanted to bolt from the bed and leave her, but that he could not do either. She was not some whore or maid to fucked and then left when he was sated. She deserved more.

He bent and softly kissed her taught belly. He kissed his way up her body as he slowly lowered his own body to the bed next to her. His lips caressed her moist flesh as he worked his way from her belly, across her gently rising and falling breasts, along her neck, over her cheek and finally to her warm soft lips. He kissed her tenderly and then settled in next to her. He nuzzled her neck through the tangled curls of her long mane.

“You are an amazing and exciting woman Paine. I feel happier now than I have in a very long time. I wish it were possible to stay here with you now just like this, but alas I have many less pleasant things to attend to this day. I have a request for you before I go though. If I come to you, in a day or so will you share the pleasures of lovemaking with me again? I made a pledge I intend to keep it always. I will never again hurt you or force you. I only wish to share our passions and continue to show you more of the ways of lovemaking,” He said sincerely in a soft, loving tone.

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

“You are an amazing and exciting woman Paine. I feel happier now than I have in a very long time. I wish it were possible to stay here with you now just like this, but alas I have many less pleasant things to attend to this day. I have a request for you before I go though. If I come to you, in a day or so will you share the pleasures of lovemaking with me again? I made a pledge I intend to keep it always. I will never again hurt you or force you. I only wish to share our passions and continue to show you more of the ways of lovemaking,”

She lay trembling in His arms, listening to His softly whispered words.. letting her eyes close... No one had ever said the things He had said to her, during and even now.. But she truely believed that He was Marisa when He looked at her, and it was not her the words were meant for. But, she also knew that she wanted to feel again, the love, the passion, the heat, the lovemaking that He had just shown her.

"yes... Jacques... I will... I.. promise" she answered back, the words alight upon her lips.

In truth, she wanted to stay right where she was, curled up in His arms...

And it was there that she fell into an exhausted sleep....

When she awoke, she indeed was alone, curled up, naked, under the warmth of a blanket. Sitting up, she stretched, moaning slightly, before getting to her feet. In truth she was a bit... sore... and wanted nothing more than to bathe. She had no idea of the time of day, or how long she had slept, so she walked, naked still, to the sliver of a window and peered out.

The sun was descending in the sky, Paine estimating that it was late afternoon..... She knew that when He had come to her, the sun had only just risen and was ascending into the sky... it had to have been that very morning, she sleeping the balance of the day ... more than likely it was near dinner time, and the slight rumble in her belly told her that her thoughts were accurate...

Slipping the robe that had been discarded when the Master had come to her over her shoulders and around her form, she made her way to the door. She was a little surprised to find it unlocked, and no guard was posted.

Paine had no intention of wandering, she wanted nothing more than a warm bath, and was making her way to the bathing chambers... Once there, she asked a servant girl about preparing a basin with heated water, she did not want to make the girl do it for her, she merely wished to know where everything was. The girl, who was on her way to the Master's chamber to inquire about what He wished for dinner this night, showed her what was needed, and was grateful the ugly girl was not demanding a servant to help her bathe... So many of the Master's women tended to do that, if they were lucky enough to awaken the next morning still in His bed in His Keep. The girl knew the Master had taken the girl that very morning... things of that nature tended to become known quite quickly, and the Master was not exactly silent in His passions.....

Once the girl was gone, Paine made herself busy filling the basin with the fire heated water, the flicker of the flames dancing over her skin, and the warmth felt good. Sinking into the slightly steaming water, she allowed a sigh to purr past her lips, the water felt soooo good. It took her nearly and hour to wash her long, wild hair, as well as the rest of her, she taking care to cleanse herself properly, after such an... ordeal.. with the Master...

But as soon as her encounter with Him snuck back into her memory, she felt a deep seated tingle inside of her, her heart speeding up just a bit...

Getting out of the bathing basin, a soft towel embracing her, she imagining for a moment that it was Jacques arms once again, that He was standing behind her, whispering those words of love, of passion...of want... of need...

"no.. no" she shook her head.."it was not me He was speaking to.. it was Marisa" .... she could not let herself develop feelings for a Man who only saw another in her eyes, in her face...

Back in her room, she again peering out the window... a servant girl had brought by several simple dresses, and she had changed into one, this one was a deep chocolate brown, a rich color that looked stunning against her skin. It was accented with a shimmering golden belt... which hung low on her hips, at least the way Paine wore it... a pair of sandals were left for her, but she chose to remain in bare feet.... she did, however, tie back her hair with a sliver of golden material that had torn from the belt... the shimmering gold serving to highlight the wild waves and intense darkness of her mane.....

Again her belly rumbled, and she thought of heading to the kitchen for food, surprised that none had been sent to her, a slight knock on her door telling her otherwise. That was probably the food now....

It was not, instead it was servant and a guard... she was invited to join the Master, and His guard... for dinner....

 

[karnelman]

Jacques slipped from the bed after Paine fell asleep in his arms. He covered her and slipped out. He returned to his chamber, wanting only a bath and clean clothing. There was much to do before dinner. Servants needed to be dispatched to the continent to make purchases for the house. Additionally, he was scheduled to inspect the island fortifications that afternoon. Most importantly he needed to visit his friend Byron and find a way for the former captain of the guard to continue his life on the island. It was early yet for his plan to be revealed as he knew well that he wanted to spend more time in Paine’s bed before giving her away.

Upon returning to his chamber he found the healer’s daughter awaiting him, still naked in his bed. He had nearly forgotten she was there. No doubt in the absence of other instructions she was afraid to leave and go about her business. Though he wished she were not there as he preferred some solitude, he smiled at her warmly as he began to undress for his bath.

“M’ lord, I must ask a question,” The girl said softly as she sat mesmerized by her master.

“You may speak freely as promised, sweet one.”

“Why do you go to the ugly castaway, whilst I lay naked and willing in your bed, sir?” She asked timidly.

He was in too good a mood to be cross at the girl for questioning him.

“First, I have not yet decided when it will be time to take your maidenhood. Be assured the day will come when I shall have your flower. But even after that day you must know that you shall have no claim on me. I am a man with unbounded carnal desires and needs. No one female can satisfy all those needs,” He replied in an uncharacteristically kind tone.

“But, sir, why is it you want me naked in your bed if you do not choose to couple with me. I must be honest, m’lord, you raise desires in me. My loins tingle now, though I do not truly understand what my body desires,” She said in a pleading manner.

As he removed the last of his clothing and stood naked he continued his explanation, “You are a sweet thing and soon I make you a woman. I will unveil to you all the mysteries and pleasures or these carnal desires I have awoken in you. But that will be in my time. I wish for you to spend the rest of this day explaining to your kin that you will now live with me. During the days you shall continue your training with your mother, but your evenings will be spent in my bed.”

The girl’s proclamation of her desires and the sight of her beautiful naked body so willing on display had aroused the master’s desires even after so passionate an encounter with Paine. He stepped forward and stood next to the bed holding his growing cock.

“Suck me!” He commanded gently.

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

A lick of her lips, and Kilea's mouth opened to embrace the now hardening length of His cock... it did not matter to her that the scent of sex, both the girl's and His, still clung to the surface.. Embracing Him with a low moan, she let her mouth slide along the length, as her tongue cradled Him... with a slow rhythm, she suckled, tasted the Master...her mind still wondering why He would even want to bed the ugly girl...

Kilea had helped treat her, she had seen just how ugly she was, where as she was slender of hip and lithe of muscle, the girl was heavier in both areas... and where her hair was long and silken, the girls was nothing more than a tangled mess, at least that was how she saw it.. Kilea had no ill feelings toward Paine, other than to wonder why the Master would bother with the ugly one... and not her, so willing in His bed. It was obvious Paine had not been willing at all.. at least not in the beginning. Kilea had heard the cries coming from that room, she was unsure whether Paine had been willing this time either...

Casting those thoughts from her mind, she continued to work her mouth over His cock... hoping to please Him enough to take His mind from the ugly one...



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Paine, in the meantime, had taken her.... freedom?? if that's what it was, not to wander, but instead to make her way out into the courtyard, she remembering the way out. She wanted nothing more than a breath of fresh air, but as soon as she walked out the door, she remembered Byron, and His very public beating in that very courtyard..

Just the thought made her sad...and she knew she had to find Him, speak to Him, tell Him how sorry she was... she did not linger outside for any amount of time, instead turning and disappearing back inside the Keep....

Making her way back towards her room, she paused, before a door at the very end of the hall, a sign proclaiming it "Guard's Quarters"... Before she could think or stop herself, she pushed open the door and peeked in, all she saw was a staircase that lead down ... and another hall.... Her thoughts were on Byron... she owed Him .... more than a sorry.... she would beg His forgivness for her actions ever causing Him pain...

"Captain Byron" altho for the moment, the word "Captain" had been crudely scratched up in an attempt to obliterate it. It was obvious that the guards had no real love for one another, much like the guards she had known and seen where she grew up. Most were just men out to get the best they could for themselves. And unless in the midst of a battle... they cared little for each other, even tho many here on the Island respected and did care for Byron.... He was different then most Captains and they had learned that... but still... there were others... who wanted nothing more than His title, His quarters, His everything...

Paine knocked gently...

 

[karnelman]

Jacques stood dispassionately; almost bored as the beautiful young woman enthusiastically sucked his not quite fully erect cock. To him the act was a mere mechanical function, his body wanted release, and his heart and mind simply were along for the ride. He was thinking of what he had to do that afternoon and his talk with Byron. He decided that Paine should join Byron and him for dinner. His climax came almost as a surprise. No impassioned build up; just a bit of fluid leaking from the tip of his cock and a small shudder of pleasure. He sent the girl off to attend to his commanded tasks and adjourned to the bathing chamber.


Byron sat alone upon his cot. He had never much liked spending time in his quarters. He preferred to patrol his master’s home and grounds and keep a watchful eye on his men. He was that rare military leader that truly cared for his command’s well being. Now all that was lost. Paine’s arrival on the island had changed everything and there seemed no way to right the course, not that eh blamed her for any of his troubles. His actions were his own and he would live out his life as a virtual prisoner. All he could do was beg the master not to make it be inside in a room in the castle. He wished to move to the village to a small hovel where he could feel the outside air even if he could not dwell in its freedom. The light knock on his door startled him. He would not expect any but the master to dare visit and he knew well that Jacques would not knock, at least not so lightly.

“Come,” He called.

When he saw who his visitor was he was surprised. Mixed emotions flooded his thoughts. He was indeed glad to see the woman who had stirred such feelings. Yet he was worried for her safety for surly the master had not authorized the visit.

“Wha.., why..you should not be here m’lady. If we are caught together both of our hides will feel the sting of the master’s displeasure,” He stuttered.

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

Paine quietly shut the door behind her, she leaning back against it...

"I know... and I will not stay long... but...." she paused, as she tried to think of the words that would express her .... sorrow... her guilt...

"You... have suffered because of me... " she began, her voice halting slightly, pushing off from the door she approached Him, falling to her knees at His feet, head down, submissive yes, but not as a slave would bow to a Master... she was begging.... but begging forgiveness...

"Byron... I am sorry that You felt the Master's anger, because of me... I am sorry for everything I did that brought You to... this... please know that... You, were the only one to show me kindness, real kindness, not because it was demanded of You, or expected of You... Your voice calmed me when I hung in pain in the dungeon, Your touch soothed me when You carried me from that place, Your strength saved me from another horrible rape... I am so sorry"...

She could not look up at Him, tears, quiet, warm tears, sliding down her cheeks. She was visably shaking....

"please forgive me..." she barely lifted her head, her dark eyes finding His... "that is all I beg of You... please forgive me... "

 

[karnelman]

"that is all I beg of You... please forgive me... "

Byron was truly confused. He did not see how the girl could imagine that she had anything to apologize for. It was not her fault that fate had cast her upon the rocks of the island. As to his own fate he knew that was his doing.

“M’ lady, if it pleases you I will forgive you, but I know naught why you need forgiveness. You have caused me no harm. I did only what my own heart compelled me to do. I was rightly punished for dishonoring my pledge to my master. No it was more than dishonor. My crimes were great and I am fortunate that I still keep my head. Please do not think anything that has happened to me is your fault. I allowed an attraction to grow I ought not to have and then allowed that attraction to spur me to dishonorable actions. I deserve my fate. Now please go, fore ye is subject to a fate that surely is not deserved of so beautiful a woman,” He replied in answer to her begging of forgiveness.

These were his earnest feelings. He knew it was his own desires and emotions that had driven him. He had stood by many times before as the master raped and tortured and even killed. This time he had acted because he wanted this woman and lost control because of that desire.

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Once Jacques was bathed he ordered a lavish dinner prepared and dressed in his finest clothes. He had already sent his invitation to Paine and would deliver his invitation personally to Byron. AS he made his way through the halls of the great castle toward the far hallway where the officers of the house guard were quartered, the servants he passed noticed the strange happy mood of the master. Some wondered if he was heading into some odd form of madness and feared a possible reprisal would come when the odd happiness wore off.

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

"Now please go, fore ye is subject to a fate that surely is not deserved of so beautiful a woman"

He was right. Paine had come to Him to beg forgiveness and in doing that, she again put Him in possible danger, she cared not for herself, not in comparison to him... What had she been thinking. Why could she not seem to do anything right in this place... she just did not understand...

"You are right, I am sorry I came here... I will go" she whispered, getting to her feet.

Paine laid her had to the door, she was about to open it, and heard the heavy bootsteps of someone approaching, and approaching at a quick pace... Looking back at the Captain... she whispered urgently.. "someone is coming... "

Paine had the chilling feeling it was Jacques.. Her eyes going wide... "I do not want to be found there, You will suffer if I am" she could barely speak, her voice was trembling so badly...

The Guard Captain's chamber was pretty simple, a large room, a fireplace, a bed, small table, couple chairs, a chest for clothing... a much smaller room was set off to the side, the bathing chamber, a private one afforded the rank of Captain, His quarters had not been changed as of yet... a curtain hung down before that smaller chamber...

When she heard the heavy knock on the door... Paine, had no place to go.. Byron pointed to the curtained room, and she ducked within, her hand over her own mouth to keep herself silent...

 

[karnelman]

Jacques exuberantly burst into Byron’s room. Had he been more observant her would have noticed the curtain move as Paine closed it behind her. But he was in a far too joyous mood to be expecting anything like the castaway visiting the demoted captain. He did notice that his friend seemed a bit edgy however.

:”Byron, I came to speak with you about a matter of some importance regarding your future, but first tell me what troubles you? You seem not yourself, my friend,” Jacques said cheerfully.

“M’ Lord, all that troubles me is the disreputable way I have acted. I am most thoroughly ashamed to have dishonored you, my master and good and true friend. All I can say is I was driven by a force of emotion and I would naught ever direct such action against you, Jacques. I am also most grateful for your mercy. Surely, I deserved a much more server punishment for my transgression,” Byron lied in a most sincere fashion.

He was able to make his statements because they were in fact true. He was sincerely sorry for his behavior and quite amazed that the master allowed him to live. However, his discomfort was due to Paine’s presence on the other side of the curtain. He feared not for himself, as he would happily forfeit what was left of his life. Loosing his command was worse than death. He imagined all that was left for him was a lonely life confined to a small dank room. He knew soon he would have to give up his current quarters for his replacement. He was glad that had not yet happened or the girl would have been caught and he could not bear seeing her punished again.

“Byron, you have long been my dearest friend and up to yesterday the most loyal and trusted of my people. I believe I now know what drove your actions. I can forgive a man his passions. I wish that it were possible to allow you to remain my captain. But you know the men would not understand and see it as weakness in me. I do not wish to further the punishment however. For that to be so I must now demand that you speak honestly in answer to some questions,” Jacques said rather calmly.

“Of course, M’ Lord. As always I remain your servant and will speak the truth to any question you have.”

“This girl Paine, you desire her, do you not?”

“Aye, M’ Lord. That is my shame and the cause of the demon that brought forth my reprehensible behavior.”

“Why then did you not simply ask me for her? Surely, you can not imagine I would not allow you to use her cunt.”

“I do not know, why I acted as I did. I was not in control of myself.”

“Is there perhaps more? Do you desire her in a different way? Is it more than a fuck that you see her as?”

“Jacques, I do not know what I feel now. The shame of my actions has clouded all other feelings. But I believe that well, I felt romantically desirous of her when I lost control.”

“Are you saying then that you either do or could love the wench?”

“M’ Lord, if circumstances were different; if she was not yours, I think that I would have courted her favor. Perhaps I would even see her as a potential wife.”

Jacques laughed heartily at his friend’s almost shy admission of his feelings for Paine.

“Why, Byron, my friend, you amaze me. All these years the young women of my island have tempted you with their skirts in hopes of marrying the handsome captain of the guard. You have always been seen as not the kind of man who marries. You have the reputation as man who enjoys a spicy variety of carnal pleasures. Now, after having rejected many a young nubile beauty you tell me you have such feelings for a female most men would not even deem worthy of a single night in their bed?”

“Jacques, I know you see her as I do. I have seen the look in your eyes, my friend. We both know that most men are fools who cannot see real beauty. She is alluring and exotic…Oh god! What does it matter? She is yours and you will no doubt fuck her until you are well tired of her and then …I do not want to think of then!”

“You are right I think she is quite beautiful. I also think she is an amazingly sensual woman who has much carnal pleasure to give. But you are wrong about my plans. Yes, I do plan to enjoy her for a time. I have an attraction I can not and do not plan to explain to you. It causes a need I will not deny myself not even for you my old friend.”

As Jacques spoke of his enjoying Paine, Byron’s emotions were overwhelming. Tears welled in the strong soldier’s eyes. But he said nothing and made no indication to his master of his revulsion at the idea of Jacques fucking the girl he so desired.

“I am truly sorry if this cause you anguish, Byron. But I want to be completely honest with you. If you can live with knowledge of my having enjoyed her and she me for a short period, then in a fortnight I shall leave her bed forever. At that point it is my wish that you act on your desires. Court her and make her yours. I truly want the both of you to find happiness. I believe she has some feelings for you that with a bit of nurture could be love.”

“Jacques, I do not know how to respond.”

“There is no response needed for now. You will join, the girl and me for dinner this evening. If in two weeks you decide you do not want her, then she will be free to pursue any other eligible man on the island. She of course can never leave here and she has told me of her desires. I have promised she will never be hurt again. I thought this would make you both happy.”

Jacques left Byron, sitting on his bed stunned. During his conversation he had all but forgotten that Paine was just on the other side of the curtain. Once the heavy door to his quarters closed behind the master he suddenly realized she had heard all. He stood and walked to the opening to the small alcove. He pulled back the curtain that concealed the girl. He pulled the shivering girl into his arms and embraced her gently.

“I am sorry you heard these things this way. But I want you to know it is true that I have feelings for you. You are beautiful and desirable. I would give much to see you happy,” He whispered.

Then he kissed her cheek and bade her to go before someone else came, promising to see her at dinner.