Seduced By An Entity Ch. 26
Date: 05.02.2010
Keywords: An, Ch., By, Entity, 26, Seduced,
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A large tub filled with clear steaming water dominated the room, which also contained a chair and small table.
The appearance of tools on the table startled Danielle. Mary softly chuckled.
"Lord Chadwick dislikes hair on his women in any other place but on top of the head, and there he prefers it long," she explained. "After the bath I'll see to it that the rest of you is as smooth as a newborn baby. Don't worry a bit because I've done this many times."
Mary entered the water first and settled into a sitting position. Danielle followed and sat between Mary's parted legs. Danielle was uncomfortable with the arrangement and felt very self-conscious, although Mary was easy to like. After the way her afternoon had unfolded this was better than she could have hoped for, and that thought eased the tension slightly.
After rinsing Danielle's hair in the bath water, Mary dipped the fingers of her right hand into a clay jar beside the tub and massaged the wonderfully scented wild flower mixture into her scalp. Danielle relaxed, softly groaned, and leaned back. She felt Mary's soft breasts and erect nipples rubbing against her skin, which she found to be strangely reassuring in a world that had suddenly become anything but. Her caressing fingers made the scalp tingle.
"This is the trick to beautiful hair," Mary confided in the prisoner. "Stroking the scalp stimulates blood flow and rejuvenates the skin and hair."
"It feels great," Danielle readily agreed, then repeated her earlier question. "What happens to me after tonight?"
Her hand returned to the jar several times. It took a great deal of effort to free the dirt from the long black strands, but as she did it shined like silk and looked amazing. Mary felt a twinge of jealousy as she wished her hair was as lovely.
Mary sensed a bond was quickly developing between them, something that hadn't happened with the other girls she'd worked with. The confusion, fear, and sadness that Danielle struggled with was shared. She wasn't sure whether she should lie to temporararily ease the emotional tutmoil, reveal the brutal truth and allow her time to brace herself, or be honest while leaving her some form of hope.
"Mary?" Danielle prompted.
"I was brought here just like you nearly three years ago," she revealed in a voice tinged with sadness. "I was luckier than most. Lord Chadwick kept me in his chambers for more than a fortnight. I have been told that was unheard of as he normally loses interest in a few days. I think we may have bonded at some level and he has kept me nearby ever since. He still calls for my company, although considerably less as of late, which leaves me to question my own fate."
"I'm sorry," Danielle replied.
"Your hair is ravishing and will please Lord Chadwick," Mary announced in a complimentary tone and kissed her on top of her wet head.
Her hand returned to the jar for more of the mixture which she smeared over Danielle's neck and shoulders. This time Mary used a rag to scrub the skin. The scented mixture included pumice as an abrasive, as proper cleansing required the removal of a layer of skin. Her back was next, and she leaned forward to simplify the task. For Danielle it was rough but pleasing. The skin was pink and raw, but it was exhilarating to feel and smell so wonderfully clean.
"As for the others I cannot say for sure. He keeps a stable of women for the soldiers; most are mercenaries from elsewhere and are lured by promises of wealth, wine, women, and war. I hear rumors that the sex is rough and in some cases fatal, but I cannot attest to the truth of them."
Danielle jumped when the mixture was spread over her upper chest and breasts. Mary's fingers lingered on the supple mounds, apparently enjoying the task. Danielle nervously cleared her throat, feeling tingling jolts of pleasure as soft fingers teased the nipples to erection. Warmth filled Danielle's belly and her body quivered excitedly. She'd never before been touched like that by anyone, and felt both shame and confusion when she reacted so favorably to the attention of a woman.
Mary smiled when she detected the change. "It's okay. Loving another woman is gentle and beautiful, so unlike the horrors men put us through so they can lay claim to their supposed masculinity. Lean back and enjoy the warmth of my soft body as I clean your chest."
Danielle did as her soft, caring whisper suggested. Her body relaxed and leaned back upon the warm breasts that earlier bounced against her skin. They felt glorious, and for the first time since her capture she had a tangible sense of hope. Her eyes closed and she placed all her trust in the woman, hoping that she wasn't wrong about her.
"How do I survive this?"
"He'll break you first, in the dungeon," Mary confessed in a voice that was still filled with fear. "It's a frightening and dreadful place. The mere stench of blood, sweat, and tears combined breaks some. Be strong but not stubborn. He appreciates neither."
Danielle considered the Captain and his Lieutenant, both of whom she pleased with her mouth. Would at least the Captain truly aid her in the moment of need as promised?
"Once in bed, you must embrace your chance to love him, and love him with all your heart and soul. Don't be meek. Your first time will be scary and painful, but act as if you want him more than he wants you. It builds his ego, I think. If he keeps you past the first night or two, there's a chance you may not end up in the stable. That is the best I can tell you."
The prisoner winced as Mary scrubbed the sensitive breasts and nipples with the abrasive mixture and cloth. The dirt smudges and a layer of skin was roughly removed. The pink skin and hard, pulsating nubs mildly stung. The hands lowered and cleansed the upper chest, and then moved down to her smooth belly.
Danielle turned and faced Mary with soft, moist eyes. In a heartfelt expression of appreciation for the kindness she'd found, Danielle whispered "Thank you, for everything. I'm most grateful."
Mary smiled. She lifted her hands to Danielle's lovely face, held and caressed her rosy cheeks, and kissed those full lips. The meeting was soft and gentle, lightly touching and brushing against one another. It was a sweet, uplifting, and affectionate embrace. Danielle sighed, for she'd never been kissed in such a manner, with warm fingers stroking her face and lips gingerly touching and rubbing on one another. It sparked tingling warmth that Danielle savored, and she suddenly wanted more. Mary sensed this and the tip of her tongue licked the tender lips, outlining their shape, and then pressed between them and entered her delicious mouth.
Once Mary's wet muscle had entered Danielle's mouth, it playfully entwined with her tongue, bringing it to life. This type of intimate kissing was new to Danielle, but she wanted it, and the awakened muscle followed Mary's lead and pushed into Mary's mouth. The once-timid kissing became passionate, and their tongues enthusiastically met and explored one another's warm cavities.
The hands that had so adoringly massaged Danielle's cheeks moved to her luscious pink breasts. Initially Mary's fingertips lightly danced over the smooth clean swells, gracefully teasing them. Danielle moaned as her body heated up, back arching and thrusting her breasts closer to the fingers in a desperate attempt for more stimulation. The playful butterfly-soft touching persisted and Mary softly giggled into Danielle's mouth as she observed her reaction. Danielle's heart pounded and her breathing quickened as her form was filled with desire. Beneath the water her center leaked essence as she was fully aroused by the intimate embrace.
"My task is not complete," Mary reminded her companion. "Your legs must be cleansed, and the hair has yet to be removed."
"Just a while longer," Danielle pleaded. "I've never felt this way before. I feel so... alive."
Danielle reached her right arm back, looped it around Mary's neck, and drew their mouths together again. When the kissing resumed it was as if they'd never stopped, and the moving tongues passionately thrust and entangled. Mary's flirtatious teasing of the breasts ceased and her hands enveloped the soft, firm globes of wondrous flesh. Danielle groaned in appreciation, enjoying the sudden increase in the intensity of pleasure that took hold. Her idle legs shifted far apart and quivered, signaling her need to be touched elsewhere.
Mary noticed the parted thighs and glanced down at the innocent treasure nestled within. The curls of dark hair seemingly swam underneath the water's calm surface and cloaked the pink folds that she knew were hidden within. It was an enticing sight that aroused Mary's desire and she was sorely tempted to take advantage of Danielle's state, but much remained to be done and she dared not earn Lord Chadwick's ire.
Mary reluctantly ended the kissing and explained "I must finish."
Danielle's pretty head nodded, gesturing her disheartened understanding. Mary could not wash the legs from behind so she stood and prepared to reposition herself at the other end of the tub. She lifted her left leg and placed it on the tub's edge just as Danielle glanced back. When Danielle saw the captivating bare pink lips only inches away, her hands reached up and clutched Mary's waist as her head leaned forward and her mouth pressed upon the folds.
Mary gasped and her legs weakened as Danielle's mouth touched the fragile folds of her center. She moved her left leg back into the tub and sat on the edge. Danielle's hands guided the knees far apart and her mouth returned to the needy flesh. Mary's hands grasped her head and held it tightly against her crotch. Mary's back arched, her head leaned back, and she softly moaned as a surge of tingling warmth filled her lithe form. She hadn't been touched for what seemed like weeks, and all of her suppressed excitement surfaced all at once.
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Keywords: An, Ch., By, Entity, 26, Seduced,