Just a little adult detail now... and thank you for sticking out the first intro chappie! :D x
As we got halfway up the stone steps he swept me up and into his arms, smirking down at me as a giddy giggle escaped my lips. I had a growing need that was not limited just to my flower. My skin longed for his touch: my calves, my elbows, my back and I fought the urge to reveal my growing arousal.
We got to the top step and crossed the balcony, the door to the chamber swinging open to greet us. In the centre of the room stood a huge double bed, fit for a king, with rich covers and plump pillows. It was set amongst huge oak pillars with a rich cloth-of-gold canopy and the room was lit by the gentle light of dozens of candles. Blood-red rose petals were scattered on the floor and across the bed.
"You needn't fear, for as long as I watch over you, none will harm you. I've been sure to see to your every comfort myself- if you find anything lacking, you must tell me."
He left me then, exiting through another door, and shortly afterwards four women entered. Upon the arrival of four strange women my arousal all but faded but there remained a faint warmth as two more entered, wheeling in a large pewter bath. Begging permission for their every act, the women undressed me, their eyes averted, and helped me into the bath.
They began to wash my hair and body as my skin was scraped and soaped while my hair was washed through with bath milk to make it soft. One woman each tended to scraping the callouses off my feet and trimming the nails of my hands and feet. When I was dry the women laid me out on the bed, stripping back the exquisite covers, and began to massage me with sensual oils.
When they had finished they wrapped me in a gold silk robe which wrapped around me once, the oil causing it to cling to my body, and it was tied at the waist with a gold sash. My hair was almost dry and had acquired a wavy bounce. They then sat me down and dainty trays of various delicasies were presented to me along with a selection of wine, ale and plumb brandy. Although I ate nothing I was begged to eat until I was full and to tell them if I required anything more; meanwhile while a tailor came in to take my measurements.
The women dressed me in a short white silk shift consisting mostly of lace. The garment was cut away across my breasts, shoulders, back and thighs so that it revealed more of my body than it covered. Finally, they all left me alone.
I was left alone in the warm, musky room feeling a little dazed. My head felt thick, like I was emerging from a dream and my thoughts were all muddled. I begun to realise what had happened to me; how I'd been all but kidnapped by this strange man I was so inexplicably drawn to, yet felt nothing for.
I knew I was aroused by this man and yet, with every minute, was becoming more repulsed by him.
All logical thought, however, was greatly inhibited by my powerful arousal and my thoughts kept straying, momentarily, to this stranger,but inevitably back to Tom. Sitting down on the bed I began to consider the possibility of relieving myself quickly so as to clear my head and help me to escape.
I lay back and thought of Tom, one hand easing my skirt up while the other followed it up my other thigh. I moaned and spread my legs.
"Wider." Came the command and I bolted up in shock. There,in the doorway stood the mysterious stranger whom I had first desired then abhorred as the evening wore on. He looked ready for bed.