The Art of Seduction (Red Nosed Arkaniel + Sephora)
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				Title: <strong>The Art of Seduction (Red Nosed Arkaniel + Sephora)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>21-01-2010, 22:37:57</strong>
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				The Lady Charlotte of Kent was a woman of character and upbringing.&nbsp; A woman bred for class and prestige; her family was an old one among London’s hoi aristoi. The young woman was not quite what one would call the belle of the ball however, mostly due to the fact that the girl had been raised as a proper young lady should; and therefore knew nothing on the finer arts of seduction.&nbsp; <br><br>The blond wasn’t an ugly woman.&nbsp; No, in truth her body held the usual things that would make a man’s eyes wander.&nbsp; A plush bosom, a thin waist; and yet…something was off.&nbsp; Perhaps it was the fact that the woman wore drab colors of black and grey, more fit for a widow or a spinster than a blushing young woman.&nbsp; Or perhaps it was due to her stern look on behavior;&nbsp; the young female having no tolerance for the giggling girls that made up her peers.&nbsp; <br><br>Still, as much as Charlotte prided herself on her resistance to falling short of class…it made things…difficult.&nbsp; Especially when it came time to catching the attentions of potential suitors….not that Charlotte was TOO concerned about such matters…it was just…whenever she saw him, her heart took aflutter.<br>And by HIM, she only meant one man.&nbsp; <br><br>Sir George of Baskerville was a true gentleman.&nbsp; She’d first spied him at a polo match early on last summer, and ever since had been quite…taken with him.&nbsp; Not that she’d ever had a true conversation with the man, but that wasn’t what was important!&nbsp; Everything she knew about him was amazing.&nbsp; He raised horses as a hobby, he enjoyed attending botany exhibits, and he came from a well thought of family, his looks were good enough, but not so handsome that a wife would need to be worried about mistresses.&nbsp; In a word, he was perfect.<br><br>He was the man for her, Charlotte was sure of it.&nbsp; It simply was a task of getting him to realize it.<br><br>Unfortunately, after a few quick attempts at conversation; that had a tendency of Charlotte staring at him from afar instead of actually TALKING to George, the lady realized she had quite the problem.&nbsp; <br><br>She needed help.&nbsp; But not the motherly kind.&nbsp; She needed an expert.<br><br>She needed…..<br><br>Sir James of York.<br><br><br>And as much as that ailed her, she knew it to be true.<br><br>So she sent him a letter, vaguely informing him of her needs.&nbsp; <br><br><br><br><br><em>To One Sir James,<br><br>I find myself at quite a loss for words, in the sense that I am unable to put what I want of you down on paper. And, while I wish to say that I have no need of your expertise; that would be a bold faced lie.<br><br>I shall express my desires further to you at my home at the Kent Estates, should you find yourself interested; please attend tea with me this following Friday.<br><br>Sincerely,<br><br>Lady Charlotte Warren Of Kent<br></em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Art of Seduction (Red Nosed Arkaniel + Sephora)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>21-01-2010, 22:57:42</strong>
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				What an interesting letter, James thought. Intriguing to say the least. He knew of course who Lady Charlotte was, but he had never expected the prim and proper, rather mousy girl to ever deign to write to him, much less asking him to visit with her.<br><br>Most intriguing. This fact alone had him almost agreeing to her invitation already. But why, the still young Lord questioned himself.<br><br>Sir James Cromwell of York was not the helpful type. Nor the proper gentleman type. He was the complete opposite by his very nature. Fortunately, his noble rank was high enough he could afford to act like he desired, mostly, because he did not care enough to rise further through the social hierarchy amongst the elites.<br><br>He was the kind of man any mother dreaded her daughter would bring home, or even take a fancy to. Unfortunately for many mothers, his looks, his money and his innate charm and prowess at seduction made him a nightmare for them. Unless the mothers were attractive still. He never had qualms about conquering both mother and daughter, married or not.<br><br>He was what one would call a ladies man, and not bothering to hide it, he was often at the middle of many a scandal. His status, however, was high enough few could effectively challenge him without signing a their own death warrant, legally, as he never broke a law. Other than that, he was skilled and graceful enough with weaponry that it was a risk challenging him to a duel of honour. <br><br>All of this lead to James never sharing his bed with the same woman twice. Yet, despite this, he was never alone in said bed. Some compared him to Casanova or Don Juan, but in his own opinion, he was even more successful than them. He had never fallen for the folly of love and expected he never would.<br><br>Now, however, he was facing this invitation of the not unattractive, yet prudish Charlotte Warren of Kent. He supposed there was no harm in seeing what she wanted from him. And if for nothing else, she would be yet another conquest, even if she was far less remarkable than most of his list.<br><br><br><br><em>Lady Charlotte Warren of Kent,<br><br>I shall grace you with my presence at your family’s Estate at the appointed time.<br><br>Sincerely yours,<br><br>Sir James Cromwell of York</em><br><br><br><br>-<br><br>Said Friday, a dashing black stallion galloped to the gate of the Kent Estate, its rider cutting a highly alluring figure. A tall, lean, athletic man, dressed in the finest of garb, fitting for his station, but with an emphasis’s on showing of his magnificent physique, short, well groomed raven hair, carefully shaven, handsome face and the most penetrating grey eyes, covered in an expensive, red cloak, dismounted at the gate, handing over his invitation to the guard, after which he was led inside, towards the appointed sitting room, while a servant led his horse to the stable, another one accepting the cloak, while the young Lady Charlotte was informed of the arrival of her guest.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Art of Seduction (Red Nosed Arkaniel + Sephora)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>21-01-2010, 23:37:54</strong>
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				Turning to her servant, Mauve, as the elderly woman instructs her of Sir James arrival, Charlotte rises from her seated position in front of her vanity, she nods in acceptance; and returns to pinning her blond locks into a tight bun.&nbsp; Making sure that not a single strand was left to stray, the young woman heads down the stairs and into the sitting room; where she came face to face with the most scandalous man in high society. <br><br>Honestly, she didn't understand what had the fellow ladies of England in such a state of disarray.&nbsp; True, the man WAS extremely handsome; probably the most handsome man to grace London's high ranking events in several years, but that didn't mean anything.&nbsp; If anything; such good looks should only warn women away from the man.&nbsp; After all, it was attractive men that tended to stray; that tended to get away with being regular brutes.&nbsp; And Sir James was a perfect example of this.&nbsp; From what she heard, the man was more than happy to sleep with an entire family of woman, mother and sisters all! <br><br>Truly unrespectable.&nbsp; Not that she'd say such words out loud; no, she was far to proper to verbalize her disgust with the man.&nbsp; Especially not now; when she needed him so.<br><br>"Sir James." Charlotte greets with a firm nod. Her prim grey dress raised slightly as she offers the man a curtsy.&nbsp; "Thank you very much for accepting my invitation.&nbsp; I appreciate it." She says smoothly before walking over to a firm chair and taking a seat.&nbsp; <br><br>"Now..I know you must be curious over what I want, after all; it was I who requested your presence..." The young lady says carefully; trying to choose her words carefully.<br><br>"In truth, it's because I need your help." She states; deciding that the best way to go about things would be to be blunt. <br><br>"I want you to help me seduce someone." She finally breathes out all at once; her hands clenched firmly in her lap; her soft blue eyes avoiding James; finding herself too humiliated to look him in the eye.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Art of Seduction (Red Nosed Arkaniel + Sephora)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>21-01-2010, 23:49:31</strong>
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				James takes his host in. Every detail is registered by his sharp eyes. Sharp eyes that were highly skilled in judging women. While James was not all that picky about who he conquered, he preferred attractiveness, under its many forms. Unfortunately, she didn’t score very high to any of his standards, even though he could see some potential. It was her attitude and mentality that was the problem for him, not what mother nature had granted her.<br><br>Still, he request took him by surprise.<br><br>Perhaps shocking to her, or even considered rude, Sir James, Lord of all Scandals, burst out in unrestrained laughter. He kept laughing and laughing. If he hadn’t been raised with a modicum of etiquette, he would have been rolling on the floor with laughter like a mere commoner.<br><br>No, scandalous as he might be, James was a noble without doubt. Just not a very gentlemanly one.<br><br>When he finally quieted down, he looked at his host again. She looked serious about her offer, so he almost scathingly replied, “I have no motivation to help you, nor any desire to extend this courtesy to you. Besides, if I read between the lines, and am fully aware of what you are asking, namely for me to teach you the tricks of female seductiveness, you are foolish. I would have so much work to even teach you the very basics, it would be a fool’s errand to even start. Nothing you could offer or pay me would be able to convince me to do this for you.”<br><br>Now, his eyes took on a more devious glint, as the perfect idea to scare her away came to mind. <br><br>“In fact, I know of only one price I would ask… I would want you to share my bed and everything that entails, for the entire duration of your education… And I do mean ‘everything’ that entails.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Art of Seduction (Red Nosed Arkaniel + Sephora)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>22-01-2010, 06:22:27</strong>
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				Clenching her teeth tightly; her hands fist against the cloth of her dress as Charlotte is forced to endure Sir James mockery of her, staying silent throughout his long string of laughter.&nbsp; Why was she not surprised? She had heard rumors of James Cromwell being completely undignified, his reaction to her request merely proved those rumors to be true.<br><br>Sitting up straighter as he finally stops laughing, Charlotte clears her throat as she hides the angry flush of her face; caused by both her embarrassment, and her anger; over the way this discussion was turning out.&nbsp; Listening as the man continues talking, Charlotte's eyes lower as she hears the man deny her request.&nbsp; She knew she'd been hoping for too much.<br><br>James was a brute, and even if he wasn't; she was a hopeless cause.&nbsp; <br><br>What he said was true, she knew nothing of even the basics of feminine flirtations, and to think that even the master seducer of their time could assist her was the thought of a fool.&nbsp; A part of her had known this going in, but her feelings for Sir George were too firm, and she couldn't help but hope....not that it mattered, it was a false hope.&nbsp; <br><br>Letting out a low sigh, Charlotte begins to rise to her feet; prepared to give in, and to allow James his leave from her estates.&nbsp; There was no reason to keep the man here any longer...no, doing so would likely only bring more shame to her already humiliated personage.&nbsp; <br><br>Only to freeze in motion as she hears James continue on about the only way he would help her.<br><br>Thoughts rushing through her a mile a minute, Charlotte's words come out before she can hestitate.&nbsp; "Alright, I'll do it." She says with a brisk nod.<br><br>"I agree to your terms." She adds stiffly.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Art of Seduction (Red Nosed Arkaniel + Sephora)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>22-01-2010, 06:34:08</strong>
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				She accepted. She accepted! James was shocked beyond belief. Unfortunately, despite his brutish way on the social field, he was still honourable on other levels. He was a man of his word. If he gave his word or made a deal, he stuck to his deal. He was also honest. He never led women to believe there would be more than one night of fun.<br><br>This posed him for a problem now. He had purposefully set an exorbitant high price, one someone as prudish as her would never accept, not even for a million Pound Sterling…<br><br>But she did, and now he was stuck.<br><br>Sighing in surrender, James stood up, deciding to begin right away. He had a lot of work to do. Besides, the better he trained her, the more fun he now had each night.<br><br>“This will involve a lot of hard work. I will train you in every field that is necessary to make you a seductive, pleasing woman that can get and satisfy any man she wants. And make no mistake, being able to satisfy your man is highly important… or he will visit more professional women, soon, if you get my meaning.”<br><br>He fell silent, circling her, his eyes taking in every inch of her.<br><br>“I expect you to anything I order you to do without question. And you will spend every night in my bed, where you will do exactly as I say. Being disobedient in bed once will simply earn you a warning. Not complying with what I ask of you while in bed for a second time and the deal is over.”<br><br>He paused again, his lips curling into a smug smirk.<br><br>“Now, to begin, I need to test your obedience to my mastery of you, as well as judge exactly what I have to work with. Stand up and undress, completely. I need to see what is hidden under all those layers of unattractive clothes you are wearing.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Art of Seduction (Red Nosed Arkaniel + Sephora)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>22-01-2010, 07:07:32</strong>
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				Her answer had shocked him.&nbsp; She had known it would.&nbsp; Who would think that the prudish young Charlotte Warren would ever be willing to spend the night with a man who she wasn't married to? If you'd asked her just last year, she would have said no.&nbsp; But now...now things had changed.&nbsp; The woman had a goal in mind, and she was determined. Nothing was going to get in her way.&nbsp; Not even the perverted Mr. Cromwell.<br><br>And if spending the next few nights with Sir Cromwell was what it would take to win the heart of Sir George, well then, she would do it.<br><br>Turning her head to watch James as he circles around her; Charlotte straightens her back; ever the prim and proper lady.&nbsp; "I am not afraid of hard work Mr. Cromwell, I assure you I will be a most avid student." She promises with bright eyes.&nbsp; Certainly, she'd always been the apple of her teacher's eyes while she'd attended boarding school.&nbsp; <br><br>She completely understood what James spoke of however.&nbsp; It was her greatest intention to not only catch the eye of Sir George, but to insure that he would not stray either.<br><br>Eyes widening a fraction as he suddenly deamnds her to completely undress; a blotchy flush crosses the girls features.&nbsp; "Now? Here?...you..you must be joking.." She begins slowly with a shake of her head.&nbsp; In her sitting room? What if someone walked in? Was he testing her? Trying to force her to go back on her word? Or was this some sort of cruel joke?<br><br>"Wouldn't it be wiser to go somewhere a tad bit more....private?" She asks carefully.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Art of Seduction (Red Nosed Arkaniel + Sephora)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>22-01-2010, 07:14:31</strong>
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				“No”, James replied, immediately, sternly. “Do not question me. There are many lessons already starting now. And this is your first warning.”<br><br>He fell silent stepping closer to her, standing behind her, his taller frame almost leaning over her, as his breath tickled her ear, before he hissed his commands.<br><br>“Undress, here, now. It will let me see your body, study it, explore it. I will touch you, learn your responses and see what we would have to work at. And most importantly, it will teach you confidence. You certainly need it and it will be a long process if this was your initial reaction.”<br><br>He stepped back, he hand reaching out and softly slapping her inviting arse.<br><br>“Now, off with those clothes. My patience, and our deal has limits.”<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>22-01-2010, 07:22:49</strong>
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				First warning?! Oooh! If she didn't need him to teach her so badly,&nbsp; Charlotte would have liked to kick him out of her home then and there!&nbsp; Still, as it was; she supposed that this was the way it would have to be.&nbsp; If she continued being shocked over every little thing, the training would no doubt take even longer than necessary.<br><br>Shivering as he whispers into her ear, the air tickling against her skin; Charlotte slowly shakes her head.&nbsp; "Still, at least let me close the door." She insists, trying to be reasonable about the whole thing; and at least come to some sort of compromise.&nbsp; <br><br>Jumping up in shock as he suddenly whaps her behind; Charlotte whirls around and glowers at him for a moment; her blue eyes narrowed in obvious distaste at the man's antics.&nbsp; Pouting, for a moment or two Charlotte struggles to remain silent before she moves towards the sitting room doors and shuts them; insuring that they would at least get a warning before their privacy was threatened.&nbsp; <br><br>"Alright, alright...just give me a moment." The woman insists before she works to undo the buttons that kept her plain grey dress up.&nbsp; Flushing brightly, the lady hesitates after every button; having never undressed before a man before.&nbsp; It was humiliating, to be certain.&nbsp; Finally however, the unflattering grey frock was removed; and all that was left was the plain white undergarments beneath.<br><br>"There.&nbsp; Are you content?"&nbsp; Charlotte demands; refusing to look at him as she covered her scantily clad form with her arms.&nbsp; She was still wearing her underdress; but it was still more than she had ever shown a man before, and more than that; it was far from proper.&nbsp; <br><br>"I really don't see how this should help me seduce G-someone.." She says carefully.&nbsp; "Isn't there some other way to go about this?" She insists sternly. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Art of Seduction (Red Nosed Arkaniel + Sephora)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>22-01-2010, 07:30:59</strong>
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				He watch appraisingly to her actions, and is slightly disappointed so far. At least, her body is alluring her enough and she had a fiery spirit. He liked that.<br><br>James sighed as she stood before him in her undergarments, a frown etched on his handsome face. He stepped closer, closer and closer, before surprising her, grabbing her undergarment, and cleanly ripping it of.<br><br>“There. That is what I asked. And this is your last warning. Besides, who is the expert here? You asked me to be your teacher and here I am. I will teach you to be the best. If you keep questioning everything I tell you, I will walk out of that door.”<br><br>He looked more intently at her body, despite it still being hidden partially by her hands and arms. <br><br>“Straighten up, chin up, pull your shoulders back and stand with slightly spread legs. And be a good girl now.”<br><br>He waited for her to comply.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>22-01-2010, 07:38:46</strong>
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				Looking a tad uncertain as James begins to step closer and closer to her, Charlotte nibbles on her lower lip as she tries not to instinctively back away.&nbsp; He was just...examining her.&nbsp; That was all.&nbsp; She wouldn't back down.&nbsp; Wouldn't give him a reason to stop her seduction training.&nbsp; She WOULD learn the art of the flirt, learn womanly whiles that would attract any man she desired.<br><br>So caught up in her thoughts, Charlotte discovered too late what James plan was; and the poor girl lets out a shriek as her undergarments are suddenly torn clean off of her.&nbsp; "What do you think you are doing?!?!" SHe exclaims with a broad fury as she raises an arm; more than ready to smack the man and punish him for his foul act against her.&nbsp; <br><br>Then he continues, and threatens to leave; and Charlotte's hand lowers, not attacking him, not doing anything really except covering the more important parts of her body.&nbsp; "How can I not question you, if you do not explain the reasons behind your instructions?" She complains sourly; glaring at the man even as she obays his most recent order to spread her legs apart and stand straight.<br><br>Charlotte was a pale girl, as most girls of her class was; and a tad bit on the skinny side, if one felt like being particularly cruel.&nbsp; She had a nice form to her; though her legs might have been a bit too short, and her arms a bit too long.&nbsp; Her chest was of ample size; though her usual wardrobe hid that well enough.&nbsp; Not so now however, with no clothing available to hide what nature had given her.<br><br>"How long must I stay this way?" she demands sourly; trying to regain some shred of dignity.
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				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>22-01-2010, 07:47:44</strong>
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				“I am explaining it. I am looking to see what you have to offer! I am now looking at what your lover will see. I am now determining what I can do to improve it, for while not all that bad, you are far from perfect shape. Next to that, I will have to find out what your sensitive spots are, so I will know what to teach you to offer to your lover.”<br><br>“Additionally, I am now going to teach you, no show you, what exactly that it is that you are craving. I am going to show you what pleasure is, and once you know it and become addicted to it, you will be motivated and more self confident to find the partner that can give you that same pleasure. Believe me… it will be a good drive to succeed.”<br><br>As he was telling her this, he stepped closer and closer, before his strong, nimble fingers touched the bare skin of her shoulders. Undeterred by her reaction, the tips of his fingers started caressing every inch of her body, working from ordinarily visible places through circles towards the most intimate, areas, yet avoiding them for now.<br><br>His experienced eyes and ears took note of every reaction her body made. The temperature rising, her breath hitching, unbidden gasps, the shifting of her legs and the red staining of her cheeks…<br><br>And then, he cupped her breasts, before he looked undeterred in her eyes as he asked her frankly, “Tell me how you feel your body reacting to my touch. Do you feel a change in your womanhood?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Art of Seduction (Red Nosed Arkaniel + Sephora)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>02-02-2010, 22:36:57</strong>
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				Sniffing in disdain as he explains the motives behind tearing off her clothes,&nbsp; Charlotte says nothing, merely works harder at covering herself up.&nbsp; She supposed he had a point.&nbsp; But still, she already knew the partner she desired, she didn't need any more driving force to make her succeed! Sir George would love her! Even if it meant she had to humiliate herself by being at the beck and call of Sir James.<br><br>Taking an automatic step backwards every time the man took a step forwards, Charlotte bites down on her lower lip as James bare fingers trail against her naked shoulders. She'd never been touched like that by anyone, ever; and now here was the scandal of upscale London; tracing along her skin with a carefulness she could never before have imagined.&nbsp; Letting out a gasp as his touches edge towards even more taboo areas, the Lady blushes a light pink as she tries to retain some shred of her dignity.&nbsp; <br><br>Shifting in obvious discomfort, Charlotte is caught off guard when James suddenly cups her breasts in his hands.&nbsp; Letting out a shout, CHarlotte pulls away and covers her chest; her blush brighter than ever.&nbsp; "What are you talking about? I didn't feel a thing, you brute!" She denies vehemently with a quick shake of her head. In truth...well, she MIGHT have felt...something....but still!
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Art of Seduction (Red Nosed Arkaniel + Sephora)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>11-03-2010, 22:10:58</strong>
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				<br><br>James merely chuckles as she pulls back. It is obvious to him she was responding. There had been the pinkening of her skin. The quickening of her breathing. Her widening eyes. The gasps... and then the outrage, the shy, timid retreat, the angry defence. Oh, she had definitely liked what his mere touch had done to her. He would love to play with her more. But that might be or tonight. He now had an idea as to her sensitivity, and the first inkling of her moral compass, as well as the boundaries of her sense of decency. He would just have to stretch all those out, a lot, or even break them.<br><br>Instead of advancing on her and continuing what he was doing, James stepped back. He was appraising her, seeing her insecurity, her shame and her anger. He didn't remind her of his warnings and his stepping out. He knew she would be his in bed, tonight. He would merely have to put her a bit more at ease with him, and make her feel as if she actually accomplished anything. For he didn't want to have to rape her. He wasn't really into that.<br><br>"Good. I see we have a lot of work to do. And I imagine you want our arrangement over as quickly as possible. So, to start with... stand straight, dear. Approach me. Pretend I am the person you want to seduce. Remain undressed, for it will add to the embarrassment and the shyness you would feel for your love interest. Come to me, and start talking to me. Hold my interest. I pretend to be a regular boring noble, like pretty much all of them besides me. "<br><br>He prepared himself to immediately correct her, for he was sure even her gait here would be wrong or unactractive.<br><br>"Be aware of your body. Every single thing you do, walking, breathing, standing, your voice, your words, your mouth, your eyes... all is of importance!"<br><br>He just warned her, not wanting to do too much correcting. This was supposed to be a fun job for him, not too much work.
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