Fallen Prince ( Jovian and Foxy)
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				Title: <strong>Fallen Prince ( Jovian and Foxy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jovian</strong> on <strong>16-03-2009, 20:43:08</strong>
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				<span class="bbc_u"><strong>Bio : Prince Jareth</strong></span><br><br>(http://th06.deviantart.com/fs12/300W/f/2006/333/e/b/Anime_Warrior_by_QueenieChan.jpg)<br><br>Jarreth was the second son of King Jarrod, second in line to the kingdom of Galtor. born in the year of the red gazelle.&nbsp; As a second son it was assumed he would too be a great warrior like his older brother.&nbsp; Jarreth had wanted to enter the priesthood and assume a holy mantle , but his father had insisted otherwise fearful of anything making his eldest son Tarroth too tempting a target for the ambitious preisthood.<br><br>So Jarreth spent his youth training, taking part in tournaments, sporting events and his fair share of skirmish battles with the kingdoms neighbouring Galtor.&nbsp; He had a small estate and ruled it fairly but firmly, earnign respect and admiration from his underlings and from his brothers and sisters.&nbsp; &nbsp;It was widely spoken that when Tarroth assumed the throne that Jarret would be a trusted advisor to him.<br><br>Sadly this was not to be.&nbsp; Taken with a fever at age fourteen, Tarroth spent many weeks ill in bed.&nbsp; Prayers of the kingdom and of Jarreth himself did little to appease the gods and Tarrot died just before spring arrived that year.&nbsp; The whole kingdom seemed to spend that summer in mourning.<br><br>Jarreth trained even harder in the years that followed, determined to take his brothers place with strength and honour.&nbsp; The tides of war were approaching Galtor and it seemed that all their neighbours were fighting with one another almost constantly.<br><br>Then, in his eighteenth year, a dramactic raid by their neighbours to the east pushed in and seized their winter supplies.&nbsp; King Jarrod and Prince Jarreth both rode with the army to meet their enemies.&nbsp; The sheer size of the raid took Jarreths breath away - it was no raid, it was an invasion.&nbsp; Mustering their forces, and sending urgent messages to their allies , Jarreth commanded the cavalry in desperate holding action, inspired his legendary rhetoric:<br><br>"Comrades, warriors of Galtor, hear me !&nbsp; We stand outnumbered, desperately seeking to hold off for help that may not even arrive.&nbsp; &nbsp;But I fear not!&nbsp; &nbsp;For we are Galtor, we have honour and courage.&nbsp; If it is our destiny to die for our homeland , our people then let us die with such a fire that songs of our courage will inspire others for a thousand years.&nbsp; Let us face our foe with a fire that tells them we fear not mere numbers.&nbsp; Let us fight and let us show them what terrible folly it is to fight warriors of Galtor!&nbsp; &nbsp;Charge!"<br><br>Prince Jarreths charge was indeed the stuff of song and legend , but willpower and speeches alone could not defeat mere numbers.&nbsp; Eventually the cavalry became overcome by hordes of infantry.&nbsp; With his horse gone and blood cashing from a wound on his head, Prince Jarreth took good account of himself in the battle.&nbsp; As the blood loss took its toll his vision blurred, until a meer knock from a flying blunt object took him out.&nbsp; As the enemy closed in him , he truly thought he would see the afterlife when he next opened his eyes.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fallen Prince ( Jovian and Foxy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Foxy</strong> on <strong>17-03-2009, 03:46:43</strong>
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				(http://blackwolf24.homestead.com/files/Frost_2.jpg)<br><br>Sorsha was the daughter of the dark queen Elviza the Bloody for all of her evil.&nbsp; She ruled the dark mountains, which where all forms or evil lived. The queen was a powerful witch and used powerful magic to protect her lands. Darthmoor was the Capital and the country. The only thing that came from the dark lands where the raiders who sought plunder of anything they could as they produced little.&nbsp; The land was very defensible and attacks on it had failed.<br><br>Sorsha was born to her mother and abandoned to slave caretakes. Her mother was heartless and cold, paying her no attention till she grew older and stronger. Sorsha kept some of her power secret as she saw other siblings disappear who appeared too powerful.&nbsp; As Sorsha grew, she knew her mother must have mated with a demon of somekind as she had some minor powers and her eyes where completely white, unnerving all around her. <br><br>Final, Sorsha found a sword, a sword that glowed white and allowed her to defeat all who stood before her. It also allowed no magic to effect her but that she kept a secret for now. She might need that to take what she deserved.<br><br>Her mother ordered her to take her army and attack the lands of Galtor to punish them and seize suppleis for the winter.&nbsp; Sorsha led her warriors forward striking down many foes. As she fought forward, she spied the one she thought was the Prince.&nbsp; He would make a nice souvenir, she would have to have him. She rode at him, killing one of her men that was going to strike him down. As the prince staggered, she struck, knocking him out. <br><br>When he wakes up, he is on a stone floor, bandaged with his hands bound behind him. A beautiful woman with long white hair sits on a throne looking down at him.&nbsp; She is dressed in sexy black outfit with a hooded black cloak. 
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				Post by: <strong>Jovian</strong> on <strong>17-03-2009, 08:39:50</strong>
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				Prince Jarreth came to slowly.&nbsp; He was lying on a cold surface, stone by the feel.&nbsp; His head hurt and as he tried to move he could feel his hands were bound.<br><br>He opened his eyes and the light hurt him and he immediately closed them again.&nbsp; Blinking quickly , he tried again, this time the light hurt less.&nbsp; Ah yes, it was a stone floor.&nbsp; With the blurs clearing he can see a throne in front of him with a tall beautiful woman sat it in.&nbsp; Theres a glowing white sword next to her and a glowing wicked smile on her face.&nbsp; &nbsp;Instinctively Jarret feels this is not a woman he should place any trust in.<br><br>As he tries to struggle upgright he asks "Are you the Ruler of the Dark Mountains ?&nbsp; How dare you tie up Royal Prince of Galtor this way?"&nbsp; his voice cracks but he tries to but some authority into it.&nbsp; "Release me know Dark Princess or feel the wrath of Galtor."
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				Post by: <strong>Foxy</strong> on <strong>18-03-2009, 03:56:54</strong>
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				Sorsha watches as he wakes up with amusement as she sips her bloodwine.&nbsp; "Please, you are in no position to demand anything. You are now my slave till I decide otherwise." <br><br>She stands up, towering over 6' tall and is wearing high heel boots. "I maybe the ruler of Darthmoor one day but right now, I am just Sorsha the Princess but you can call me Mistress." She walks over to him, her heels clicking on the stone floor. She looks down at him, bandaged and just wearing torn pants. <br><br>She reaches down with one hand and picks him up by his neck, choking momentarily as she stands him up. "Do not cross me, I am not the soft little princess you are use to stud" she glares at him.&nbsp; <br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Jovian</strong> on <strong>18-03-2009, 08:52:19</strong>
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				Jarreth feels is fury rise.&nbsp; "Mistress ? Pah" he tries to spit at her as she holds him but cannot.&nbsp; "What could possibly induce me to submit to that?"<br><br>As she held him by his throat he could hardly breath.&nbsp; He looks at her close up. Even though he is still a bit hazy from his blood loss he can see her beauty.&nbsp; But his instincts tell him that her beauty is dangerous.<br><br>Struggling he gasps "Just kill me and have done with it."<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Foxy</strong> on <strong>19-03-2009, 03:33:36</strong>
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				Sorsha sets him down so Jarreth can stand.&nbsp; "Don't worry, I don't plan to kill you, you are too valuable to me. What would the people do if the King was to die suddenly, say by an assassins arrow or some other way. No, you are too valuable of a toy to let get away." She walks around him, looking at him. <br><br>"Don't worry, there are thing worse then death but you would be the last to go. Such as your men we captured" She smiles as she strokes his face as she stands in front of him. "Good thing you had on a helmet to protect that gorgeous face."
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				Post by: <strong>Jovian</strong> on <strong>19-03-2009, 10:39:58</strong>
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				His men... they had served him well and did not deserve the fate that his obstinence would bring them.<br><br>"My men, my people....." he began.&nbsp; "Is that the price of my... servitude?"<br><br>He staggered a little, still a little light headed and looked her in the eyes.&nbsp; There was a darkness in there, a powerful darkness.&nbsp; &nbsp;A certain cruelty and willingness to do anything to get her way.<br><br>"I know your kind."&nbsp; Jarreth said "I think you want my obedience and if I don't give it to you my men will die.&nbsp; Then my peoples children.&nbsp; Then my people.&nbsp; Your kind dont stop until they get what they want."<br><br>He sighed and his fight seemed to escape with his breath.&nbsp; "If my people will be safe, if my men will live."&nbsp; he shook his head.&nbsp; "Assure me on this and I will kneel at your feet.&nbsp; If I know these things I will call you........ Mistress."<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Foxy</strong> on <strong>19-03-2009, 21:50:21</strong>
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				"It is. I maybe not the nicest of people but I keep my word as a noble." She was telling the truth, she would keep her word to the letter of the contract but she did have honor, more then her mother. <br><br>She smiled "Yes, I am use to getting what I want. The only person who can denies me is my mother, for now" She emphasize the for now. "I want you so that when you father dies, I have sway over your people but I am also greedy, dead people do not produce anything but maggots."<br><br>She looks at him as he proposes a deal. "I agree. I will not make war in your country and will release your men if you serve me.&nbsp; I would say I would put them to work in easy areas but they don't exist in my kingdom and you probably know that. but if you fight me after I release them, I will release my riders on your nearest village with orders to burn it and everyone in it to the ground."&nbsp; <br><br>She stands in front of him. "Now kneel!" she shouts.
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				Post by: <strong>Jovian</strong> on <strong>19-03-2009, 22:13:02</strong>
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				He swallowed and looked her in the eyes.&nbsp; He could almost see it in there, the image of those riders, their blackened armor.&nbsp; Scything through the village, cutting down women and children as they went.&nbsp; That thought turned to lead in his stomach - he couldn't bear that, the gods would not forgive him .&nbsp; <br><br>He should have died in battle but he could not live with innocent blood on his hands.&nbsp; He would indeed give his live and soul to save them.<br><br>"I stand before you Princess Sorsha as Prince Jarreth of Galtor.&nbsp; For the sake of my people, my lands and her innocents I do this." <br><br>He slowly sank to his knees and then lent forward until he touched the floor just in front of her feet with his head.<br><br>"I am a Prince no more.&nbsp; I am now your obedient slave, my Mistress."
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				Post by: <strong>Foxy</strong> on <strong>21-03-2009, 04:50:31</strong>
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				Sorsha laughted as she watches him fall to his knees. "Oh, please, don't be so dramatic. You can just call me mistress. " She walks over to a table and picks up a collar. IT was magical but he would not know that. It would just let her know where he was, nothing more.<br><br>She walks over and leans over and straps on the leather collar. "Now you are a properly dressed slave." She pulls her dagger and cuts the ropes binding his hands. "Now stand before me slave. I have use of you"
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				Post by: <strong>Jovian</strong> on <strong>21-03-2009, 09:59:04</strong>
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				She laughed and it bit into him.&nbsp; He didn't quite hear what she said next but she walked away , stopped and walked back.<br><br>Suddenly something went around his neck and for a second he thought she was going to strangle him. He hoped, he prayed she would, to end this idignity.&nbsp; But no, there was a click and the feel of leather.&nbsp; Oh gods - he had been collared, like an animal.<br><br>He felt his hands free as she cut the ropes binding him, and for a second the urge to flee almost overcame him.&nbsp; But he resisted - he dare not anger his mistress.<br><br>He stood as she bid him - she had a use for him straight away apparently.&nbsp; He bowed his head in submission and just said "Yes, Mistress"
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				Post by: <strong>Foxy</strong> on <strong>26-03-2009, 04:10:45</strong>
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				She glared at him "Be good and I will treat you better then if you are disobedient. I do have a good side. It might be hard to find, if you ask anyone around me but I do. " She laughed as she walks over and sits in a throne like chair.<br><br>"Come and kneel before me." she waved her hand at him. She would have to make sure he was trained well, so she could have some trust in him but she would have to break him and make him depend on her.&nbsp; <br><br>After he kneels before her. "Take off my boots and rub my feet, they are a little sore. You might also want to wash them first. Do you know where to get what you need slave?"
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				Post by: <strong>Jovian</strong> on <strong>26-03-2009, 21:35:27</strong>
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				Jarret waited as she walked regally to her throne and sat.&nbsp; He followed her when commanded and kneeled before her, keeping his tongue.&nbsp; He was unsure of what to do, having been used to giving orders rather than receiving them.<br><br><em>"Take off my boots and rub my feet, they are a little sore. You might also want to wash them first. Do you know where to get what you need slave?"</em><br><br>"Yes, my Mistress." he replied. Foot rubs , washing feet?&nbsp; Is that all she wanted from him ? "It will be done."<br><br>He stood and back away from her, his head bowed.&nbsp; He turned and walked to another slave he had seen waiting at the side.&nbsp; He whispered to this slave quickly and then returned, and kneeled once more before her.<br><br>"The water, washcloth and soaps will be her shortly Mistress" he said as he started unlacing her boot.&nbsp; He took it off gently, and put it carefully to the side, laces tucked away delicately.&nbsp; He repeated the process with the other boot.&nbsp; "Would my Mistress like one of the other slaves to clean her boots while I attend to her feet?"<br><br>He rubbed slowly, waiting for an answer, slowly caressing her feet, rubbing the balls of her sole.&nbsp; He tried kneading out the tension, as his personal servants had done to him.<br><br>He heard a clink as a bowl was placed next to him.&nbsp; It was full of water, and had the smell of soap, mixed with a scent of perfume leaves that floated within.&nbsp; He dipped the cloth in it, thoroughly soaking it, them removed it and gently wrung it.<br><br>He applied it to the bottom of his Mistresses left foot, and slowly started to clean her.
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				Post by: <strong>Foxy</strong> on <strong>30-03-2009, 04:52:44</strong>
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				She laughed as he seemed to be so well at being a slave. As he took off her boots, her feet where almost perfect shaped. "I will direct the other slaves to do things, not you. You are all equal, at the bottom of the chain." <br><br>As he started rubbing her feet, it did feel good. He had probably had it done to him and knew what to do. She figured if he could do this well, what else he could do. She had so many idea's for him. <br><br>As he starts washing her foot, she lets him move it as he need to wash it. "Maybe after you wash my feet, we can see how else you perform.&nbsp; I am sure you are a real stud." she laughs as she sips her wine. <br><br><br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Jovian</strong> on <strong>30-03-2009, 20:28:55</strong>
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				He continued to wash her feet as she talked.<br><br><em>"I will direct the other slaves to do things, not you. You are all equal, at the Bottom of the chain." </em><br><br>He'd failed at the first hurdle, and part of him was disappointed.&nbsp; "Yes my Mistress, as you command."<br><br>He slowly washed between her toes and cleaned off her toenails.&nbsp; He then reached for the towel and started to dry that foot.<br><br><em>"Maybe after you wash my feet, we can see how else you perform.&nbsp; I am sure you are a real stud."</em><br><br>"I have been told so by my... conquests Mistress." He finished drying her foot and carefully put it down, before picking up the wash cloth again and starting on the other foot.&nbsp; "But I was a prince then, they may have been flattering me."<br><br>As he continued his work he looked up into her eyes, with a surrendered look.&nbsp; "It will, of course, be your judgement that matters.&nbsp; I hope I am worthy of instruction should I prove to be.... not sufficient."<br><br>He started drying the last foot and added "If I may be so bold my Mistress, you have beautiful feet.&nbsp; I hope my work is satisfactory and you will let me clean them again."<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Foxy</strong> on <strong>04-04-2009, 05:29:12</strong>
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				Sorsha grinned "Yes, flattery is such an interesting thing.&nbsp; You think my feet are beautiful but what about the rest of me? like my eyes?" she laughs. She knows her pure white eyes bother most people. <br><br>She stands up, undoing her top, letting it fall to the floor.&nbsp; Her shin is perfect white skin. Her dark nipples contrast with her skin.&nbsp; She undoes her bottom, letting it fall. She has perfect skin and he can see no hair anywhere but her head. "So, tell me honestly what you think of my body?"
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				Post by: <strong>Jovian</strong> on <strong>04-04-2009, 12:36:18</strong>
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				His mouth gaped as she bared her breast to him.&nbsp; What did he think, honestly?&nbsp; Well, she commanded honesty and he must not disobey her.<br><br>"Mistress, honestly, you're body is beautifull.&nbsp; Even now my manhood is hardening just looking at it." he gulped and bowed his head, trying to will down his growing fire.&nbsp; "But as I looked at you I felt a dishonesty, like your beauty is not beauty for its own sake, but as a weapon you use against men.&nbsp; Is it really your body or is there some magic involved in your beauty?"
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				Post by: <strong>Foxy</strong> on <strong>08-04-2009, 04:01:37</strong>
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				She grinned, he could flatter better then any of her current slaves. He would be good for that if nothing else. "No, this is natural, I suppose. its not magic. "<br><br>She stood with her hands on her hips. "So, now how would thee go about pleasing me? Where would you start. And remember, if you don't please me, I can be a real bitch."&nbsp; it always made them more nervous, she loved to see men squirm. 
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				Post by: <strong>Jovian</strong> on <strong>11-04-2009, 12:23:04</strong>
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				He looked at her, wondering what the right answer would be and what the punishment was for the wrong one.<br><br>"Mistress, I would start by rubbing your neck, and then kissing it.&nbsp; Then I would kiss every inch of that ivory skin of yours before suckling on your beautiful breasts."
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				Post by: <strong>Foxy</strong> on <strong>16-04-2009, 03:49:29</strong>
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				"Hmm, that sounds inticing, please start slave" She stands up and walks out to stand in the middle of the floor. She would let him get her aroused and then move to a move comfortable spot. She figured he would be good but how good? He was so pleasing to look at, far more handsome then most and more then any of the men in her castle. 
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				Post by: <strong>Jovian</strong> on <strong>27-04-2009, 07:44:10</strong>
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				With that command he stood, and moved deferently behind her.&nbsp; Slowly he reached up and placed his hands around her neck.&nbsp; Could he snap it, kill her now? What cost if he failed, his life?&nbsp; What cost <em>if he succeeded </em>, his honour?<br><br>He began to rub, feeling her tense muscles and trying to soothe them. Slow he worked the muscles, trying to please her.&nbsp; The skin did look inviting, and unable to resist, he lent in a kissed her on the side of her neck, as his hands continued.<br><br>[OOC] Sorry for the posting delay, had PC problems.
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				Post by: <strong>Foxy</strong> on <strong>02-05-2009, 19:03:50</strong>
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				Sorsha stood still as he moved behind her. She felt his warm hands on her.&nbsp; As he started to kiss her, she felt like he was trying and not going to try and kill her. Unlike most of her slaves, he had a strong will.&nbsp; She admired that but only to a point, he was so much more refined posed.&nbsp; Maybe he would make her feel like a normal woman. <br><br>She felt his hands on her, wondering where they would go next. She was almost anxious.&nbsp; <br><br>(that's all right. RL has been busy for me)<br><br><br>
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