Til Death Do Us Part (Gideon x China)
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				Title: <strong>Til Death Do Us Part (Gideon x China)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>China Doll</strong> on <strong>17-07-2008, 00:54:59</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://free.fets.com/celeb/Dunst_Marie.Antoinette.jpg)<br><br>The day of ones wedding was something that all young girls dreamed about. A timeless concept that lingered in the hearts of females of all nationalities and social class. Marie-Antoinette had been no different, though her marriage to a future <em>King</em> certainly made her daydreams all the more..exuberant, than other girls. All the fairytale thoughts of doves and white roses, sweet icing pastries and graceful figures dancing in the most gorgeous designs, were things not of the imagination but of reality. Her union to Louis Auguste, the Dauphin of France, had certainly been magnificent. All whom had attended rejoiced, declaring it to be the most beautiful ceremony they had seen in their lives. The welcoming of a new future Queen was an event which the people of France would never forget...<br><br>Her name would be on their tongues and in history for all eternity...<br><br>Yet despite this fame and picturesque lifestyle, Marie found herself feeling quite..empty. Marriage was not what she had expected it to be. Louis was kind, but very reserved. He seemed always distant, or deep in thought.. She had caught him several times staring at her from across the table, or room all together, and when she tried to engage him in conversation he simply would smile and excuse himself.<br><br>These first few days of <em>supposed</em> married bliss, had turned out to be quite lonely..<br><br>So as her husband tended to his personal business throughout the day, Marie had engaged in Versailles' famous social activities. She knew the names of almost every noble who made frequent visit there, and had grown quite close to the Duchess de Polignac and the Princess de Lamballe in particular. Since she was only a Dauphine thus far, some of the elder ranking nobles were uncertain of their view on her at first. However, with her charming smile and angelic appearance, Marie won their hearts quite easily...despite her inexperience and her youth being rather obvious flaws. <br><br>The ways of Versailles were quite confusing to the young girl, and she found herself at a loss for words quite often. To not be able to dress herself, cook for herself, or anything of the sort would be considered a luxury to many; and though she had not been burdened with domestic chores by any means at home, Marie still found it rather odd to have an entire entourage following her around from the moment she woke....It was something she would become used to, or so she was told. The blue eyed Dauphine was still unsure of this.<br><br>She had managed to shoo off her followers that day, with a smile of course and not at all intending to be rude. They had only departed however, after dressing her in a lovely pale blue gown, which had small embroidered lilies along the hems, as well as trimmings of white lace. A gorgeous match to her sky blue eyes, which were fully displayed as her hair was pulled up into a french braid, with several loose ringlets hanging behind her ears. She was like a doll almost, though her eyes were too full of life to ever convince anyone she was an intimate object.<br><br>After breakfast she ventured into the gardens with the Duc de Choiseul and Louis' Aunts, Victorie and Sophie, to converse and breath the fresh summer air. The ladies had departed after some time, so the Duc and the future Queen stopped near the fountains outside of the conservatory to admire Versailles' gorgeous landscape. Marie smoothed out her gown before sitting on the edge of the fountain, dipping her hand into the cool water to guide a few water lilies around..The Duc had remained standing, though kept a thoughtful eye on her.<br><br>"You look radiant as always your Highness" he said, after clearing his throat. Marie glanced up at him, smiling gently as she wiped her hand against the smooth slate. "Why thank you..though I cannot take credit for the dress.." She said, with a soft laugh, though the fact was almost annoying to her.&nbsp; The Duc simply chuckled, though a man much older than herself he still could not help but to admire the young Austrian beauty. A harmless admiration really, but if caught at the wrong brow raise, it could be insinuated as something else..<br><br>"You, Highness, could walk around Versailles in nothing but slippers and a robe and still make it seem like you are wearing the most extravagant fashions."<br>&nbsp;<br>The comment was also meant as harmless flattery, and Marie recognized it as such with a playfull roll of her eyes. "Well, I would certainly make more of an impression than I have thus far if I did that..."</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Til Death Do Us Part (Gideon x China)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gideonblake</strong> on <strong>17-07-2008, 03:09:08</strong>
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				On the contrary, a wedding wasn't something that Louis Auguste had ever heard of a King looking forward to; all it meant was a mostly loveless relationship with some hag who had a powerful country that he needed to ally himself with. And he was very reluctant to share his power with anyone beyond his personal group of advisers, who he kept tightly under his thumb. And it meant that he had to cut down on his other relationships, something he was loathe to do, but found a way to cut his unannounced harem to a single digit number.&nbsp; <br><br>He'd made sure that he'd written a big enough cheque for the proper scale for his ceremony, and he'd even written it down in his date book so as not to forget. He'd been dressed regally and the girl, who he'd finally seen at the ceremony, was beautiful and even his age. He couldn't hope for more. <br><br>Except for the fact that she was an Austrian bitch, and he'd been at war with them for quite some time, only united against the hated Englishmen. And that he family and her country were quite powerful. He had heard stories of Kings ruling from thrones and Queens ruling from bed chambers. He was determined that he wouldn't be some Austrian puppet and his wife would be under his rule, as was proper, not the other way about. <br><br>So it was that the first few days with his new bride were spent simply observing and understanding her, rather than getting caught up in pleasures of the flesh and in this so called "love" that could destroy his power. He carried on, taking care of the kingdom's affairs and acting like he was married to Austria and not a woman. And not caring too much about either. <br><br>It was on a relaxing walk through the gardens when he saw his wife and the Duc de Choiseul speaking and he walked closer by, overhearing his wife and the Duc. <br><br>"You look radiant as always your Highness" he said, after clearing his throat. Marie glanced up at him, smiling gently as she wiped her hand against the smooth slate. "Why thank you..though I cannot take credit for the dress.." She said, with a soft laugh, though the fact was almost annoying to her.&nbsp; The Duc simply chuckled, though a man much older than herself he still could not help but to admire the young Austrian beauty. A harmless admiration really, but if caught at the wrong brow raise, it could be insinuated as something else..<br><br>"You, Highness, could walk around Versailles in nothing but slippers and a robe and still make it seem like you are wearing the most extravagant fashions."<br><br>Hearing the Duc and seeing the smile on his wife's face, he was livid, a jealousy he didn't know he was capable encompassing him. He stalked away to make new arrangements for tonight with his chamberlain. The Queen would be sleeping in his quarters tonight, and he would be needing a separate candelabra, silken rope, and a paddle. <br><br>He didn't see his wife again until dinner, and sitting across the long and elegant cherry table, engraved with curling roses, he ate the first few courses in silence, simply staring down his wife, barely taking his eyes off her as he thought about the conversation with the Duc, the plans he had for later tonight, and the way that she looked both today and tonight. Ravishing. He would be ravishing her later.<br><br>"How was your day, dear wife?" he spoke to her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Til Death Do Us Part (Gideon x China)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>China Doll</strong> on <strong>17-07-2008, 04:03:19</strong>
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				Marie swore for a moment she had seen Louis in the reflection of the silver fountain. When she turned her head however to see, there was no sign of him. The Duc de Choiseul rose a brow, looking in the direction the Dauphine was and, upon seeing nothing, he returned his gaze to her. "Something the matter, your Highness?" He inquired with a slight tilt of his head. Marie's soft pink lips remained parted for a moment, as if she was trying to bring forth words that were caught in her throat. What she wanted to say was, <em>I had my hopes up for a moment that the man I am supposed to spend the rest of my life with was here to have an actual conversation with me..That he would look at me like a person and not a pawn in the Franco-Austrian alliance. For just a moment, I thought he would want to get to know me..and not let me remain a complete stranger in his life.</em> <br><br>A statement, that lost its passion and dwindled down to a simple,<br><br>"Nothing. I thought I had seen my husband."<br><br>With another, gentle smile, to which the Duc simply chuckled and helped her to her feet.<br><br>"Ah young love. Constantly on one another's mind, anticipating when you'll next meet even though you have vowed to be with one another for eternity," They looped arms and began walking inside. Marie's smile had grown, thinking that perhaps love <em>did </em> exist in marriage, and not all arranged unions ended in affairs. <br><br>"How sweet! Your wife must adore when you speak like that.." <br><br>"My wife?" The man paused, chuckling again and patting the Dauphine's hand. He allowed her inside the door, before bowing to mark his leave. "You have much to learn of Versailles..." And with that, he walked off to join the other Duc's whom were gathering to see the King to discuss the Dauphin's future and that of France. Marie was left alone, and the isolation was not as pleasing as she had thought. Perhaps being nearly suffocated with attention, was making her crave it...Perhaps she would try again for Louis' affection. Their wedding night had been...well, awkward, to her. He seemed&nbsp; to be holding back..and barely spoke a word to her..There was a sparkle in his eyes that Marie would have thought to be found in that of a wolf, or another wild beast..He had been thinking on something, and she was not entirely certain she wanted to know what it had been.<br><br>The hesitancy towards the inner workings of her husband's mind did not stop the lovely blonde from searching the halls for him. Her attempts were in vain, for she was told he was busy, and they would not speak until supper. Though conversation did not take place until late into the meal. On her second glass of champagne, Marie had kept her gaze on her plate for much of the time. She could feel his eyes burning into her, and yet she could not bring herself to look up at him, though she desperately wanted to. His voice broke the silence, and the daze she had been put in beneath his stare. Her soft blue eyes finally met his dark, somewhat curious, eyes. She smiled, genuinely this time, that he had actually spoken.<br><br>"Quiet actually...People are very fond of this color on me," she motioned to the dress with a gesture truly showing off her youth, "I received many compliments." She bit her lip gently, a habit she came to when curious or becoming playful. "And you? I wanted to speak with you earlier, but your Aunts said you were very busy...planning something?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Til Death Do Us Part (Gideon x China)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gideonblake</strong> on <strong>17-07-2008, 06:34:55</strong>
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				"It is a very flattering shade on you, it brings out your eyes, lovely wife. I've been doing little more than managing the kingdom, working through requests to see me, or things to judge. Mundane and boring things. I am thinking about planning a trip to Paris, I want to see the horses race, perhaps find some exquisite artifacts and maybe even have a hunting trip. What would you speak with me about? I'm all ears now," Louis responded, still looking at her through predator eyes, seeing her tied down to the bed in the small room, hidden through his closet. <br><br>She was stunning in that dress, but it would probably be the last time she would wear it. It would be fascinating to see the way it would rip later tonight.<br><br>"There is some issue with your suite tonight, I would have you spend the night with me, darling. We'll retire after dinner, I tire of stately affairs tonight." <br><br>He wondered what she would think, and how she would react. Would she shriek? Would she comply? Would she hate it or would she love it and beg him for more? He thought, at first, she would not be amused, but shortly, she would beg and moan for release. He grinned at her, before digging into the roast pheasant with gusto and solid silver utensils.
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				Post by: <strong>China Doll</strong> on <strong>18-07-2008, 00:02:40</strong>
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				Taken aback by her husband's request to actually spend <em>time</em> with her. She smiled elegantly, though her surprise was quite obviously expressed. "A trip to Paris sounds lovely...I had actually wanted to...spend a bit more time with you, than we have been. "She bit her pink lips gently, placing her hands upon her lap as the table was cleared. There were a select few couples who visited Versailles whom had remained true to their spouses. These people were so wonderfully in love, it made Marie strive to please her husband more...<br><br>Her attempts seemed discarded however, and his distance made her worry that she had done something to offend him. In her naivety she believed this, and she would never think of what he was planning to do with her. She would never guess the hunger and desire in his eyes, nor the plans he had made for her that evening...<br><br>Her food was barely consumed, as butterflies seemed to be filling up her stomach and her chest now. Though, never one to give up sweets, Marie sampled her dessert anxiously. A small bit of cream from the puffy pastries they had been served remained on the Dauphine's lips, as she stood to walk to her husbands side. Her arms looped around his, a bright smile upon her young face. She was still slightly astonished that he had willingly invited her...Perhaps this marriage would work out better than she had thought. <br><br>"After you, my dear"<br><br>Such a formal nickname..Marie hoped they would develop more personal names for one another as time went on. Ambassador Merci referred to his wife as his sparrow,&nbsp; for example...Whether or not it was intended to reflect her skittish nature, and the fact she had a very unique sound to her voice, was despite the fact. He had picked out a name only he referred to her as.. It was very sweet, and for a moment, Marie pondered what Louis would call her. A thought which led inevitably to what she would in turn, call him.<br><br>Hm..<br><br>A very good question..<br><br>King was very fitting. Soon, sweet Antoinette would find herself referring to her husband by a name that would make her blush each time it passed through her innocent lips...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Til Death Do Us Part (Gideon x China)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gideonblake</strong> on <strong>19-07-2008, 02:49:40</strong>
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				Having finished his own food and eating just half of his dessert, seeing her bite her lip anxiously, thinking more about the sweetness he would derive from her than the richness of the pastry, he stood and waited for her to join him at his side, his eyes staring at her pale skin, pink lips, blue eyes, and the cleavage that the royal personage was displaying. He licked his lips slowly, his tongue rolling out of his mouth, the tip wetting his lips. <br><br>Seeing the drop of cream left on her lips as she approached, Louis knew that she had put it there simply to tease him. It was elegant, sultry, and sexy. The white against the pale pink of her full lips drove his lust mad. When his wife had reached him and locked arms with him, he turned her in to face him and leaned down, a fingertip brushing across her lips to wipe up the cream. The fingertip dragged along her full lip, pulling away at the end and showing her the cream. Then he put his finger to her mouth again, his intent obvious. <br><br>"Ready to follow, darling Queen?" he asked, thinking about how un-befitting a Queen her behavior would be later tonight. <br><br>He lead her along, having her follow him into his own suite of rooms rather than letting her change and go back to her own suites. The royal apartments were brimming with luxury, gold covered rosewood trim reflecting the candle light, the rich red silks presenting themselves warmly for the bed and a chair, an ottoman right next to it. <br><br>Under heavy blue and gold drapes to the right of his canopied bed, the wall simply curtained for warmth, lay the door to his private chamber, the small room for privacy to the King. The door itself was hidden to be a false part of the wall, it hadn't been marked on the maps, and he was fairly certain that it was as secret as anything he did could have been.
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				Post by: <strong>China Doll</strong> on <strong>21-07-2008, 20:06:06</strong>
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				((Forgive my late response, I was ill for most of the weekend.))<br><br>Marie blushed softly as he brought his fingertip across her lips. This was the first time he had actually <em>touched</em> her all day.She was certainly not going to dismiss this opportunity, so she willingly parted her soft lips to take his finger within her mouth. Her tongue gently caressed the tip, removing the cream..As he removed his hand she would nuzzle it affectionately, like a small house cat would. She fluttered her eyelashes up to him, and curled her young body against his. <br><br>Perhaps this spark of affection would encourage a new chapter within their relationship...<br><br>She had no idea, how correct she was when thinking that..<br><br>She admired her husband's chambers, noting all the similarities in the decor. The Fluer-de-li's marked nearly every pattern, the color's were richer and more bold than her own soft and gentle colors. While her furnishings were more light, his were dark cherry colored..A symbolic representation of the balance between King and Queen? Marie had no intention of usurping power from her husband like many Queens and Mistresses' have been rumored too, including the previous King and Louis' father, whom had taken Madame Du Barry as his mistress and was accused of making more plans for France in the bedroom than in the counselroom...<br><br>Marie had no plans of this. Her ambitions for France were what young Queens were supposed to have. To be motherlike, a nurturing and feminine symbol for the people. Any power lust was not present within her young soul, but if it was planning to spark, her husband would certainly soon smother that flame into submission..as well as the rest of her being..
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				Post by: <strong>gideonblake</strong> on <strong>22-07-2008, 23:23:40</strong>
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				Smiling at Marie in his room, enjoying her soft beauty in his room as one would enjoy a fine statue and it's affect on the decor, he guided her towards the hidden door, looking at her seriously and in the eyes when he said, "What I am to show you, you must never tell anyone. I only share it with you because I love my Queen and wouldn't have secrets between us." <br><br>He pulled back the curtain and pressed on the door, the wall swinging back silently and leading into a large secret room, a bed dominating the space, in the center a huge four poster bed that was wrought of steel and oak, a canopy of thin red silk hanging around the entire bed like a net. The rails and the headboard and footboard were special made though, and that was obvious. The metal working was exquisite, there being an etching of a regal man whipping and leading around women on leashes, owning them totally. The scene was scrolled across the entire bed. The bed had eye hooks and clips, a ceiling with hooks, and chains were hanging from the wall next to the bed. It was made to be used, and vigorously.&nbsp; <br><br>A wall on the other side was covered in a dark painting of a naked woman, lash marks on her bad, prostrating herself in front of her husband, looking up and pleading with her eyes for more. In her mouth was a gag. The chains for the bed had been worked into the design, but a painting of some were behind where they were to rest to keep the painting looking proper. <br><br>In another part there was a St Andrew's Cross, another part had a stockade, an iron maiden, a table with seating for one, a dog's bed and bowls for food and water, a wardrobe that contained all manner of lovely clothing and accessories. There was a rack on another wall that held nothing but seeming torture implements, floggers, whips, gags. A desk had many drawers that could have had anything, but there was an ivory penis on the table top. A pair of nasty looking clips were near it as well, and then some kind of shield and other jewelery. Thick silk scarves and an array of candles could be seen as well. There was even a very small collection of knives and needles, but Louis didn't think he would bother with those. He didn't want to scar his beautiful Queen.<br><br>"Do you like my secret room?" he asked her, his arm tightening his grip upon her, removing any chance of her escaping. "I've collected all this for my interests. Most of it has been tested and found to my liking." <br><br>He liked his lips and his pants were straining. He couldn't wait to show her both of their true nature's. His, her lord and Master, her's, his bitch and Queen. Naturally inferior to him in all ways. He was certain that she would moan and beg for release, at first from restraints, but later, for an orgasm. He was awaiting that moment, when she gave in to him and gave him power over her pleasure. <br><br>She was gorgeous in the room, soft, pale, blue amid blacks, reds, silvers, and even some golds. The Dauphin's crest was not to be found in this room, but the Fleur De Lys was set in magnificent royal colors on the ceiling. It was stern and forbidding somehow. Underneath their feet was a mosaic of a prostrate woman, chained and blindfolded. 
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				Post by: <strong>China Doll</strong> on <strong>24-07-2008, 21:17:34</strong>
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				He had said he loved her! A joyous moment that sent her heart soaring for a brief moment, until another word pierced it like an arrows tip.....<br><br>Secrets?<br><br>What was he about to expose to her behind this wall? Marie's grip upon her husbands arm tightened slightly, afraid that he might be leading her into a room somewhat similar in existence to the ones that the curious brides find in the Bluebeard stories! Though, they were told <em>not</em>to venture there...Louis was leading her quite willingly..<br><br>She inhaled sharply, holding her breath in preparation. <br><br>Her eyes adjusted to the dim light of the room..and upon making out the various shapes and objects in the darkness, she gasped. She <em>never</em> would have expected this. A room full of bodies, who knows what else, but never this! A deep shade of blush crossed her innocent face and she averted her eyes, hoping to find a safe place to look...There was none. She wanted t curl against his side and close her eyes, not out of shock really, but shyness towards this...this...strange place..<br><br>Instead she stepped away, not far for his grip had tightened upon her. Her lips parted to speak, but nothing coherent escaped those lovely pink petals. She looked around at the various items in the room, recognizing some and astounded by others. What use had he for these things? For this room? Her eyes wandered back to him, still wide as saucers. It was then that she noticed the strain in his face..and his trousers...<br><br>The blush brightened.<br><br>"Louis....what..what is all this...?
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				Post by: <strong>gideonblake</strong> on <strong>24-07-2008, 23:51:06</strong>
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				The look on her face, the fear he saw on her face as he took her towards the room, the shock and curiosity as they stepped in together. He felt her pull away from him to go towards his toys. His course of action was cemented then. He was in her an eagerness and an innocence that drove him wild.<br><br>"My darling, this is my play room. And it's where you'll be spending a fair amount of your time. If you'll come with me, I'll give you a demonstration right now. I hope you don't like that dress too much," he said to her, his arm tightening on hers and bringing her with him to the St. Andrew's cross, the straps for the wrists and feet undone at the moment. <br><br>He stepped behind her and put his hand on her waist, his body molding to the rest of her, his body touching her back and feeling her close, his hardness tight against her, his hand resting on her stomach and pulling her into him. He whispered delicately into her ear, "I'd like for you to step close to the cross and put your arms and legs into the straps. I'll strap your legs in first and then your wrists."<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>China Doll</strong> on <strong>27-07-2008, 02:45:03</strong>
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				Play room?<br><br>This didn't look like any play room she had ever seen...No children would ever venture here! An adults playroom? It looked more like...like....<br><br>Marie blushed deeply, following her husband hesitantly towards the cross. She parted her soft lips to inquire about why her dress was important,but she found herself pressed against the length of the cross...His body curled against hers...His breath hot upon her neck, and his excitement pulsing against her leg through the thick layers of her gown. "Louis...?" She whispered his name with such a delicious innocence, a mixture of fear and anxiousness for what was to happen next...<br><br>She was curious, without a doubt. Louis did not seem like the sort whom would ever hide this..and if he was willing to share this intimate secret with her, than there must be love...He must want her for more than a token of alliance. She gave a weak smile, still uncertain of what good it would do him if she was strapped facing away...but she lifted her delicate feet and placed her satin shoes through the straps..Biting her plump lips as she oustretched her arms to the shape of the cross...<br><br>"Like this...?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Til Death Do Us Part (Gideon x China)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gideonblake</strong> on <strong>27-07-2008, 17:49:21</strong>
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				"Yes, my sweet, just like that," Louis said, strapping in her wrists first, tightening the supple leather, the cuffs fur lined for comfort and prolonged use. The ankles were next, the rich brown leather bolted to the sturdy stained oak cross. However, the cuffs were a long two inches above the ground. After his lovely Queen was properly strapped in, she was suspended above the ground, supporting her own weight. The pattern of the X was so made that the center of the X came at her stomach, her breasts hanging between the arms and no support to her head.<br><br>"Darling Queen, this room is sound proof. You can tell me anything you'd like to in this place. And you can scream as loud as you can," Louis said to her, his manicured left hand brushing along her cheek, a few fingers touching her ear lobe, his mouth dangerously close to her other ear. His breath was in her ear and he kissed the top of her ear lobe, almost a tease of a touch. His right hand moved around to her side, cupping her side firmly through all the fabric. It went higher and his hand cupped her bosom, his member pressing into her bottom, thrust out deliciously for him due to the cross. His hand moved from below her bosom to above it, going inside her dress. He pulled, hard, and a ripping sound filled the room, revealing her undergarments. The ripped dress flared out, but didn't move off her yet. His left hand was stroking her neck, the finger nails dragging along her smooth skin until he brushed against her collar bone, fingering it before repeating the pattern.<br><br>He left her then, moving away and grabbing a whip from the rack behind her. She couldn't see or hear what he was doing, he moved far too silently. He was a few feet behind her when he let the whip unroll, the tip of it landing with a slight smack against the stone floor. <br><br>"Remember, dear, you can be as loud as you can be in here. I'm the only one that will hear. And I love you, my sweet."
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				Post by: <strong>China Doll</strong> on <strong>05-08-2008, 03:39:53</strong>
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				Marie whimpered softly as her husband so casually strapped her against the cross. For a moment, she wondered if he had done so to other women before her. In the position she was placed in, she could easily look around save for behind her, though with such surroundings she was not yet certain if she desired to do so. She was in shock, almost in a daze as he positioned her as he pleased. The last thing she desired was to disappoint him...and if this is what he enjoyed, then as a good wife she must learn to enjoy it as well.<br><br>Marie bit her lip and whimpered slightly as he came close enough so that she could feel his breath upon her neck. From thinking he did not wish any sort of intimacy with her whatsoever, to suddenly being so close, made her uncertain and somewhat cautious. However, sweet Marie was not in any sort of position to be hesitant now..Suspended above the ground, the young Queen was at the complete mercy of her husband. Something that few men would ever attain without paying for it, whether through coin or through revenge...<br><br>"Scream? Louis, why would I...." her word trailed off as he began kissing her sensitive spot behind her ear. She moaned softly, despite herself, that place making her knees weak and the rest of her tremble. His kisses were so soft, and as she had thirsted for them for so long she stayed very still ...just in case he might vanish if she move. Her lashes fluttered gently as she pressed her bottom against the firmness between his legs, hoping that her teasing would perhaps quicken this step that she was not used to, so that they could perhaps make use of the bed in the center of the room...<br><br>...Hopefully, without all the gadgets which made the Queen blush even when <em>pondering</em> of what they might be used for. <br><br>The sound of tearing fabric brought Marie back out of her curious daze, and she suddenly found herself slightly more chilly than before. She wore the normal undergarments of the time period, a silk white chemise, white pantaloons with a tight white corset with small lilacs designed into it..She blushed deeply, biting her lip as she pressed against the cross. She didn't like not being able to see him, and it was quite obvious by her soft whimpers. Her entire body froze as she heard the crack of what <em>sounded</em> like a whip....What on earth did he plan on doing with a whip!?<br><br>"L-Louis..."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Til Death Do Us Part (Gideon x China)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gideonblake</strong> on <strong>14-08-2008, 00:45:21</strong>
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				Louis cracked the whip directly to his right, not anywhere near his wife and Queen. The loud crack rang through the still air, reverberating on the stone walls. He thought this whip was made especially well, classic calf skin and horse hair binding. It was a natural brown all over the leather. He moved his hand quickly and landed a stroke against his wife's tender ass, the leather wrapping around the globes of her ass as he made the whip ride along her skin, the material going up to her mid back before he pulled it back. <br><br>Louis was good at a few important things. He was a good fencer, he was a good statesman, he was a decent general and a superb whip wielder. He was a genius with his hands, it's why he was so go with fencing. His footwork could have been improved, but his hands were brilliant. He had such control. And he loved to use his hands to more prurient use, caressing his wife's skin and clothes not so gently with his whip's finger, the leather cutting through fabric but not skin.<br><br>He worked all across her, cutting the sleeves off her dress, cutting her dress in stripes and then criss crossing it once he got to her chemise, the thiner garment coming off quite easily. The sound of the whip was a slap, a cut, a smack, a tear. It was a symphony. Louis didn't make a sound the entire time, simply staring at his wife with unbridled lust and ownership. <br><br>He dropped the whip and looked at what he had done, his wife handing naked, raised red lines, perfectly straight, crossed her back and buttocks. A few that he'd been more cruel of had wrapped around from the back of her thighs and gone dangerously close to his Queen's cunt. He saw that he had twin marks on either of her sides, the tip wrapping around her and harshly kissing her milk white breasts.<br><br>He stepped forward and kissed her on the back of her neck, his fingers gently caressing her sides. His lips worked their way down her back, kissing and licking the wounds he'd given her, breathing softly along her tender skin, kissing her, his fingers flitting along her body in front, the nearly unwounded part of her body. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Til Death Do Us Part (Gideon x China)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>China Doll</strong> on <strong>17-08-2008, 21:12:11</strong>
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				The room had become so silent, Marie could hear her breath as if it was loud&nbsp; enough to echo throughout the room! Her delicately manicured nails twitched and sprawled as she tried to calm herself down. Though dressed still, she felt more vulnerable than she ever had in her life. Her bottom lip trembled, and though she did not think Louis would hurt her...she reminded herself that a majority of the objects in this room looked like their purpose was not for tickling...<br><br>She cried out at the sound of the whip, flinching though it did not hit her body. Mostly out of surprise did the Queen make such a deliciously submissive cry...Once more, her husband's name trembled from her painted lips..<br><br>"L-Louis..."<br><br>Her heart began pounding rapidly beneath her breast, what sort of twisted game was this! Marie whimpered softly, biting her lip as the whip made its first lick against her. The thick layers of the Queens rather extravagantly made gown took most of the blow, but the sting which remained was as painful as a deep cut to a young innocent such as Marie, whom would have never experienced such a thing before. She pressed herself against the cross, crying out with each thrash of the whip against her. Slowly, piece by piece and layer by layer, her clothing was torn from her. Though sadistic in its nature, even Marie was slightly admirable towards her husbands skill..though she questioned how he had become such a master at it...<br><br>She took a breath. <em>I wanted his affection...and now he is sharing something that he enjoys with me...I must do my best to please him...</em> She closed her crystal blue eyes, allowing a few small tears to trickle down her cheek. Not a sign of sorrow, of slight pain of course, but there was a subtle mixture of joy in her display that perhaps..Louis did truly love her.<br><br>As her porcelain flesh slowly became exposed, Marie's flinches and cries seemed more like writhes and moans of pleasure. Some dark euphoria arose from this act of submission towards her husband. A light shade of blush arose to her face as the whip, who struck and curved to her skin like a serpent's tongue, caressed her more intimate places. After a sharp stroke against her backside, she heard a soft thud on the floor. Within moments, she felt her husband's lips upon her neck...and the young Queen burst instantly into tears. Not of sorrow, not even of hesitation towards his desires...She turned her head slightly to look at him and smiled, through the blush and tears. <br><br>"Oh Louis..." She whispered, fluttering her thick lashes as she nearly melted beneath his touch. Though her body ached, and no doubt burned from the strokes of the whip, the Queen of France had never felt so beautiful nor loved in her life...<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Til Death Do Us Part (Gideon x China)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gideonblake</strong> on <strong>01-09-2008, 04:08:00</strong>
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				Louis' lips closed onto his Queen's neck, tasting her delicious perfumed porcelain flesh. His teeth bit down slightly as his hands undid her wrist restraints, catching her as she fell into him, his hands covering her exposed bosom, each of her beautiful breasts overfilling his hands. <br><br>He moved his hands down, supporting her as he undid the straps around her perfectly shaped ankles. He stood up and picked up his lovely bride, his Queen, and carried her as others did on their wedding night through the secret door to his bed. <br><br>Laying her gently on his bed, his nimble fingers removed the shreds of clothing that she had left on, discarding them on the floor. He looked down at his naked wife, red in places from the marks he gave her, red in other with the flush of desire and the heat of the passion, and in her eyes he saw the love. He was more struck at this particular moment by the sheer beauty of his wife than any other. <br><br>He got on the bed, lying next to her. Throwing a leg over her waist, he began to explore her body, his fingers trailing down her face, tracing the curve and the flow gracefully into her neck, the lovely lines that she had so beautiful. His hands traced her collar bones and fluted out to feel her shoulders. He acted like a blind man getting to know his lover; there was no part of her that went untouched by his hands. As he moved down, he leaned next to her ear and whispered to her,<br><br>"These clothes are quite tight. Remove them from me, doll."<br><br>His dexterous fingers traced her aerolae and he hardening nipple as he watched, seeing the gooseflesh appear. His hands moved down, his fingers following the curve and swell of her breasts, touching to her flat stomach. His face followed and while it was much less giving in it's touches, it was much more intense. A lick above the swell of a breast and a gentle breath of cold air to tease his Queen. His teeth nipped on her collar bone, and his kisses were quick, light, teases of things. <br><br>His face moved down, his fingers and lips leaving a trail and he stopped at his wife's belly button and looked up at his wife. His tongue snaked out and teased her belly button, a shadow of future events as he licked the sides and then his tongue dipped in. His grin was wicked when he rose slightly and looked at her in the eyes.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Til Death Do Us Part (Gideon x China)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>China Doll</strong> on <strong>24-09-2008, 04:50:36</strong>
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				A feeling of light headedness overwhelmed the young Queen as she was released gradually from her restraints. Tears still streaming elegantly down her lovely face, she kept her hands upon her husbands as they caught her most suggestively by her breasts. The steady groping did not bother her at all, in fact a small smile danced upon her painted lips as she tried to keep her balance while he knelt to free her ankles. She sniffled softly from those blissful tears, and allowed herself to be swept off her feet in a manner which seemed as simple as picking up a feather.<br><br>The elegant swept up hairstyle which had taken her servants a good hour to do, was now disheveled but in a most alluring fashion. A few ringlets curled about the Queen's face, while the rest of the french braid was slowly undoing itself to show off the length and release the sweet rose-vanilla fragrance which had been daintily locked away within her silken locks.<br><br>As she was laid upon the bed, Marie's pale blue eyes glanced upward to study the headboards carving. Blush did not rush to her in naive curiosity as she studied the intricate designs of the noble man and his whips. She drew her lips inward, moistening them with her tongue as she felt Louis' hands and lips upon her body. The weight with just his leg about her waist had slowed her breathing to a proper lovers pace, but her heart was still pounding in its almost virgin anxiety as she closed her eyes to feel every kiss with all the more intensity.<br><br>With youthful grace, the Queen arched her back only enough so to unlace the remaining ties of her garments, discarding them upon the floor before her lovers lips left the nape of her neck. She trembled beneath his body as she fought the urge to embrace him, for she was so very curious of his intentions that she did not want to look away from him even if it was to retreat into his arms. His scent overwhelmed her, and she could not stop smiling through her trickling tears. She had deemed him handsome from the moment they first met, but now the Dauphine truly viewed Louis as the ordained God that the people of France had been taught to see him as. The candles glow created such a warmth to his features that Marie could not hold herself back any longer. After his teasing licks upon her naval, she leaned down to passionately press her lips against his. With more fire and love than she had ever kissed him before, Marie was smiling still through this kiss. Her long legs draped around his waist just so she might bring him closer to her...<br><br>"Louis.."<br><br>She whispered, but barely separated their lips.<br><br>"This...all this..." Her eyes glanced about the room at all the objects close by, the paintings, the toys, and the items she could not determine placement for. "I..I will do anything for you...All of it...if it pleases you, My King.."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Til Death Do Us Part (Gideon x China)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gideonblake</strong> on <strong>19-10-2008, 18:51:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I know you will, darling, I know," Louis whispered back, taking her breast in his palm and massaging it, his tongue moving out and tracing a pattern upon her neck. He moved his mouth over hers and took a kiss before he moved his lips across her face, kissing up her tears. <br><br>His hands moved again and he took her wrists, pinning them above her head. He reached out and grabbed a silk cloth and rolled the two of them over to let her be on top for a bit. Deftly, he maneuvered her hands so that her wrists were bound to the other arm's elbow for each, thrusting out her breasts beautifully, her stomach taut and her porcelain skin showing off in the dim light. The blue silk ribbon accented his bound wife beautifully. He took a hold of a breast with his mouth and grasped her ass as he rolled them back over, her properly below him. <br><br>With her legs wrapped around his waist, he caressed her smooth, beautiful thighs and ground his crotch against her, moving himself against her, showing her his power and his hardness and his body against her soft, supple body and the smoothness of her submission. <br><br>Delaying further foreplay, Louis moved the head of his cock against her wet petals and opened her, but just barely. He pushed just the tip of himself in and held himself there, spreading her lips as he stared into her eyes. <br><br>"Are you ready to be mine, fully and completely? I'm going to be taking you in a way you've never even thought possible," he said to her. He knew the answer, but more importantly, he knew that whatever her answer, his will was of more consequence. <br><br>He thrust hard into her, breaking her hymen and taking himself to the hilt and bottoming out inside her. He could feel all of her gripping all of him. He moved his face, running his cheek across hers and then biting her neck fiercely. 
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