The Scar   (Eternity and Brumak)
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				Title: <strong>The Scar   (Eternity and Brumak)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brumak</strong> on <strong>09-07-2010, 22:27:39</strong>
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				Standing on a mountain over looking a large open field The King and one of his Generals look out into the distance. " There will be a lot of bloodshed tomorrow Sire." The General, a cousin of the King on his mothers side was one of the five thousand elite men that the king brought on this campaign. Grabbing the Generals shoulder the King looking out into the sea of green grasses and into the tree line " I look forward to fighting with my men tomorrow, We will march in to battle and destroy whomever is in our path."<br><br>The King a warrior always fought along side his men, Never fearing to lay his life down for his people and his men felt the same way to have a king lead his troops into battle is a rarity but Maximus was different. Even though he was king he was still a warrior his advisers saved there breath telling it was not right for a king to fight in battle. But the king a ripe 25 years old already conquered most of the neighboring kingdoms this was the last one that stood in his way.<br><br>The King a handsome man 6 foot tall with a warriors build his long blond hair pulled back into a pony tail. " Darkness falls soon lets prepare for the morning battle." as they started back to camp. The campfires burned as the men gathered around the king as he pulling a dagger from his belt handing it to one of his men. " Let the ritual begin." The King yells. Before each battle the men shaved there body hair they did this for numerous reasons but the biggest one is so that every man looked the same they looked like equals on the battle field. This tactic proved useful then the enemy could not tell who was who, No fancy armor for the ones with rank ,no feathers, no gold plated armor everyman outfitted the same the king looked just like a regular warrior.<br><br>When the sun awoke from its slumber in the east the king and his five thousand me stood in the field looking at the enemy troops formed in front of them blocking there path. With a mighty war cry the troops engaged in battle, swords and shields clashing against flesh and bone. Blood flowing from the wounded into the green grasses turning them red. The battle raged on as the sun made its daily trek across the sky. The longer the battle waged the higher the body count was on both sides the afternoon sun beating down on them as the last few enemy troops retreated back into the treeline. " Victory is Ours " the King shouted to a chorus of cheers.<br><br><br>After tending to the wounded and burying the dead darkness fell on them there five thousand troops reduced to almost three thousand. Judging by the dead the other side lost just as many if not more. That night there was no celebration a quiet calm was over the camp they knew there was more battles to fought and won.<br><br>Threw the night the king awoke to the sounds battle in his camp. Emerging from his tent as soon as it opened a blow to the back of the head rendered him unconscious. When he awoke he found himself bound together with twenty men the camp was burning bodies of his men everywhere. " We will let the queen decide who lives or who dies." on of the soldiers say with a sneer. The twenty men all chained together being lead by a high ranking soldier on horseback to who knows where. They traveled till daylight before coming to a huge castle . " The Queen wait's hurry slaves." Giving a strong tug on the chain. as they cross the drawbridge.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Scar   (Eternity and Brumak)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>10-07-2010, 02:51:02</strong>
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				Ariadne paced across the throne room, her russet boots bearing thick two and a half inch heels clicking in her wake. Her hair fell in smooth waves of cocoa around her face, a braid next to the left side that swept along her shoulder. Her eyes were a rich baby blue that seemed to be gentle, yet if one truly looked, they'd see power, strength, and adamant thoughts. Her hands were pulled behind her back, over her rear. Her attire was a battle dress, of sorts. The corset-styled top was of a rich russet base with fallow trim and maroon trails of cloth underneath the breasts pinned up between them with a silver clasp, as it pinned them up on the sides of her breasts. There those two trails of cloth fell along her sides, next to the maroon skirt that ended just below her thighs in the front and swept to behind her knees in the back. Her wrists were covered in sienna bracers with carnelian red edges, and leather laces on the undersides. Around her neck was a silver necklace bearing a ruby amulet in a unique, elvish bracket, and atop her head was a small white gold crown that curled up and bore rubies embedded into its intricate design.<br><br>"They have arrived." A voice echoed into the throne room. The sound of clicking stopped as Ariadne, Queen of Galanor, turned on her heels and stared at the open doorway. She moved to stand before her throne, dismissing the servants and guards in the room. She only needed one guard for this measly job. The knight- her best- escorted the men inside, her guard shutting the heavy oak doors after they made their entrance.<br><br>Ariadne approached and slowly stood before them. She moved to the left, and began to look over each and every one individually. Her eyes scanned over them, her full lips pursed in a serious thoughtful pose. She held her hand out towards her throne without turning her head away. Her guard came and grabbed her sword, unsheathing it, and bringing it to her. Ariadne gripped the hilt of the blade and raised it, putting the tip under the chin of one man in the line up, his hair long and blond, his statute strong.<br><br>"You..." She said slowly. "King, I assume." She knew she was not wrong, many a times had she had her messengers describe to her in the most superb detail the look of the king. "I, Queen of Galanor, have issued a warrant for your head. And now that you are here, payment is due." She tilted her head down, taking a step back. The air was tense, almost as if she were going to let the innocent war general live. But as quick as she had stepped, the nimble Queen slung her arm up, shoving her wrist forward. The sword cut through his stomach and blood flecked against the floor as the man gasped, groaning. She withdrew the blade quickly, and blood scattered in a line across the floor showing the arc of her blade returning to her side. <br><br>"All of you. The rest," She said, as the man dropped to his knees his arms hanging up by the chains that kept them bound. "You are all now slaves for the Queen. You will be taken to your quarters and assigned a job." She turned and her eyes met one individual, but she reluctantly turned away.<br><br>"Take them Anant, and bring me he who you see fit for my personal workings." She said, waving her hand dismissively, turning her head again. Her eyes met that same man, tall and almost slightly similar in appearance to the King she'd just slain. Her eyes rolled over his form and back to his eyes, and Anant followed her vision, nodding quietly. <br><br>Outside, Anant lead them down to the basement, a dungeon like area that was established for several needs, but the major one being rooms for the slaves. <br><br>He looked over them all, and called out their positions, but stopped at Maximus.<br><br>"You are the Queen's personal choice. After dinner, you will be moved to stay elsewhere, and you will serve her highness from the moment she wakes, til the moment she sleeps."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Scar   (Eternity and Brumak)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brumak</strong> on <strong>10-07-2010, 06:01:37</strong>
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				As Maximus and his men marched across the drawbridge into the court yard the men stood silent. All but one shaved the night before his cousin, Lucian the general of his army. Maximus watched as she unleashed her blade into his midsection. He closed his eyes and silently prayed to the gods that his soul would make the journey to the afterlife. This was not a honorable death it was the act of a coward. The same one who was scared to face Maximus and his men on the field of battle. Maximus looked down thanking Lucian for his sacrifice and vowed that this woman would fall at his feet as his army burned every inch of her kingdom.&nbsp;<br><br>The nineteen men left filed out following the guards to who knows where. Maximus had hope as he turned to follow before being told that he would personally service the Queen. The rage in his eyes said more than any words he could speak. As he glared at her his eyes never left hers as a sign of disrespect. &nbsp;<br><br>Being separated from his men Maximus was alone. He knew that losing his head would not solve anything. As they took him to a small room throwing him inside and slamming the large wooden door behind them. Maximus stood up looking out the small hole in the door. Two guards on either side of the door made escape next to impossible. He let out a loud war cry as his fist slammed into the large door. But it did not phase the guards standing outside.&nbsp;<br><br>Turning around Maximus went to a dark corner and leaned against the cold stone wall. His head falling into his hands as his mind began to drift off. Thinking of his kingdom and his people, How he improved the quality of life in the short time he was king. He was snapped back to reality as the door opened and a guard brought him food. &nbsp;It was vile smelling looked like something a goat threw up. Maximus threw the tray at the door and watched it slide down the door. " I would sooner starve than eat that garbage. " Maximus growled.&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Scar   (Eternity and Brumak)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>10-07-2010, 19:27:01</strong>
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				Ariadne watched them file out, and in their wake came a messenger, approaching dutifully. He cleared his throat, the slender man draped in blues and browns bringing his full attention to the Queen. "All signs of his troops are demolished. The second squadron went and looted the camp of tools, foods, supplies, and other materials. Nothing is left m'Lady, as all remains are burned into nothing more than ash."<br><br>She nodded, and he left, and she returned to her throne. Standing, she lifted a cloth and dried the blood from her blade before sheathing it, holding the sheath then as she parted.<br><br>"Anant." She called and he answered, having come upstairs momentarily to check on her highness. "Fetch me the one who is mine, and bring him to my quarters. I shall go over his rules and tag him as my own." She said coolly. Ariadne then took to the stairs, moving up the winding thick case of stone steps before reaching the higher floor. There, she crossed a long hallway bearing lifted one foot thick gardens lined across the walls. Finally she came to the break in the little wall gardens, a door intricately carved with her kingdom's signet embedded into it. She unlocked the door and made her way inside, pushing into the room that was her own. <br><br>It was vast, with steely gray stone flooring covered in a mass of carmine rugs and dazzled by the rise of stained oak furniture such as her dresser, wardrobe, and nightstand. Further in the vast room was a lavish sofa of sorts, with oak legs and a rich cardinal colored cushion set, all before a russet woven wicker table. Along the eastern wall was a vast window space, just starting at about stomach's height, and ending a good two feet above the head. It bore thin bars of intricately curled iron designs to cut the light into unique and admirable segments, but also to ensure no getting out or someone else getting in.&nbsp; The queen took the blade and laid it against the well, near her bed. The thing stood waist high and was bearing oak legs and posts that rose with a unique postal design (http://www.williamthomas-furniture.com/images/features/bedpostCarving.jpg) that consisted of rings and lines that were twisted diagonally, made by a fine kingdom's craftsmen. <br><br>She sat onto the edge of her bed, laced with sangria shaded comforter and sheets with golden criss crossed seams, while her pillows were a shade of chocolate brown with topaz lace around the edges. There, Ariadne waited, seeing her door open as she predicted the slave to come forth.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Scar   (Eternity and Brumak)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brumak</strong> on <strong>12-07-2010, 14:38:42</strong>
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				The Door on Maximus's cell flew open with a thud. As two guards entered the cell, "The queen wants to see you now." Maximus sat there for a moment thinking of what to do. The thoughts of telling these guards to go to hell crossed his mind. But deep down he wanted to see the queen to tell her what a coward she was. A night time raid who heard of such a thing. Maximus always looked&nbsp; his enemies dead in the eye before they dropped dead at his feet. Leaving no man in his path to achieving his goal. This woman would be no acception, Queen or not. Maximus stood up slowly as the guards escorted him threw the castle.<br><br>With each passing step Maximus became more enraged. It burned inside of him like a fire in the night. He tried to hide it he did not need to lose his head not know. Escaping her blade once was a miracle just in it's self. Maximus needed more time to formulate a plan, Escape would be his only option. It would take days for his kingdom to get word of there capture. Then it would take at least a month or two to raise and army to come and rescue them. <br><br>As door opened Maximus stared into the queens eyes like a cobra getting ready to strike. But he held back he swallowed his pride knowing that he had to do what he could to survive. Even if pledging loyalty to this woman would save his head till an army would come pounding on her door.<br><br>The one of the guards kicked Maximus to the ground with a sharp kick to the back. " On your knees in front of the Queen you dog. Maximus hid the pain of the kick as he looked up into her eyes. He silently prayed that his fate would be with his me at hard labor at least then escape would be easier to plan.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Scar   (Eternity and Brumak)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>12-07-2010, 23:20:57</strong>
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				The doorway was empty for a few minutes, but she heard the rattle coming forth. Soon he made an appearance, glaring at her with the hatred of a thousand vengeful men. Ariadne came to a stand, staring down at the man before her. Staring down as he was on his knees, looking up at her; just as it should be. She drew her light eyes up to Anant and she whisked her hand in a loose gesture.<br><br>"Be gone Anant, I will handle it from here." <br><br>"Yes m'lady." He said, gazing down at the man once more. He moved and shut the door. Silence existed between them as the Queen stared down at the man. Finally she moved around him, gazing at him as he was on his knees. <br><br>"Pathetic." She raised her leg and brought her foot down into his back, heel pushing into him as she threatened to knead him into the cold stone floor. "You will be given&nbsp; a new name now. And that name is Armin; it means warrior. You're lucky you survived." She said coolly. "Do you know what brought you here though? To my chambers? I shall tell you. Glaring at the Queen like that, with no respect for she who bested you. I understand you must feel horrible that I have slain your king. But it does not matter now. Your life starts anew today. Welcome to the life of a slave. My <em>personal</em> slave. When I say jump, you jump. My every demand you will meet. <em>Every</em>... demand." She emphasized.<br><br>Ariadne removed her foot from him and twisted to walk back through the large open room. <br><br>"Your first activities will be simple, I want to assure you are not so stupid as you do not understand basic command. To your right, on the other end of my bedroom, is my wardrobe. Fetch me my gown of cobalt and my robe of violet." <br><br>Ariadne turned to him, glaring hard but she continued with her last statement, draped in crude disrespect.<br><br>"Understood?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Scar   (Eternity and Brumak)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brumak</strong> on <strong>20-07-2010, 22:23:50</strong>
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				Maximus looked at her as his mind began to spew forth thoughts of how fast he could easily end this madness. A simple twist of then neck&nbsp; and she would fall to the floor just like his cousin Lucian did only her death would be much more silent. Maximus listened as she barked off orders at him. A new name he thought who renames there slaves, Maximus was not a fan of slaves for his own pleasure. He always enjoyed doing things for himself even the small mundane things that's why the people in his kingdom loved Maximus so much. To them he was one of them and not just there king.<br><br>Maximus held his tongue as he stood up towering over the queen. He turned and walked over to her wardrobe grabbing the cobalt blue dress and took it back to her. Draping it in his arms like he seen his mothers servants do countless times so that it would not hit the ground. He bowed his head to her not saying a word. Maximus knew that some how he must figure out a way to escape from this woman. It would take days before any word got back to his kingdom of the loss of his men and there capture. Maximus knew that they would return and pound on her castle walls to free there brothers from her.
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				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>21-07-2010, 00:08:26</strong>
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				"Good." Ariadne said quietly, reaching over and taking the dress. She then turned and laid it gently on her bed, sweeping out all of the wrinkles. With her back turned to him still, she only turned her head. Her eyes laid upon him and she gazed at him as best she could. Her hands raised up her body, then tucked into her hair and lifted it up, unveiling the top of the laces for her corset. <br><br>"Strip me down Armin. The laces are tight, so be gentle with them. Should you tear them, I will lash you for it." Ariadne said, her eyes stuck on him as she waited. Wondering, if he would serve her even after she had slain his brother in arms.
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				Post by: <strong>Brumak</strong> on <strong>21-07-2010, 00:47:27</strong>
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				Maximus stood there for a second watching her the thoughts of snapping her neck still fresh on his mind. He swallowed hard hearing her orders to strip her. Maximus watched her as she raised her hair exposing her neck to him. Ahhhh so tempting Maximus thought to himself he raised his hands up to the laces of her corset. His strong hands gently undoing the soft material from her body. Maximus found it hard not to stare at her body. Maybe under different circumstances he would have found her attractive. <br><br>Maximus removed the corset watching her skin as the redness from being so tight against her body washed away. He only spoke briefly even though it pained him to consider her to be a equal or hold authority over him. " My Queen shall I dress you with the cobalt one now." Maximus felt sick to his stomach going from a king to her personal servant. He swallowed hard as he waited for her answer he did not wanna push her just yet. Maximus wanted to study her first then he would push her to her limits testing her patience.
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				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>21-07-2010, 00:55:30</strong>
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				She felt the loosening, starting between her shoulders and moving lower. She could feel his breath rolling over her skin, causing her eyes to lull shut. Soon the warrior's fingers had reached the bottom, and the corset loosened. She reached up and let go of her light brown hair and pulled the thing off of her front. Resting it on her bed, she then ran her hands over her skin. His words made her grin, but she took a moment to rub her fingers over her breasts and then down her taut stomach, feeling the air rush over her figure. She then nodded, pulling the the fabric ties away from her body, revealing then her lower half.<br><br>"First, kneel and remove my boots." Ariadne then said, solidly nude save for the one piece of black cloth that was her thong (http://images2.seductionextreme.com/EM-2429.jpg), just barely covering her womanhood from his eyes, barely hiding the pink nether lips beneath the thin strip of black. <br><br>"And then, afterward, you may clothe me with my gown."
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				Post by: <strong>Brumak</strong> on <strong>21-07-2010, 01:17:13</strong>
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				Maximus turned his head facing the wall as she sat down on the bed. Trying not to watch her run her hands over her pale white flesh. The warrior struggled to not look he knew this was some kind of test. But he was not sure what her motives was. He dropped to his knees in front of her focusing on her boot as he pulled one off. He sat it next to him trying his best not to look at the thin strip between her thighs. Quickly he turned his head looking at the other boot placing a firm hand on the toe and another at the heel he pulled it off sitting it next to the other.<br><br>Maximus looked up at her her bare flesh was hard to ignore. He focused on her face blocking out the rest of her body but his eyes still caught glimpses of the thin strip covering her maidenhood. Maximus waited for a moment as he stood up grabbing the gown off the bed next to her holding it carefully in his arms. <br><br>" Now my Queen are you ready for your gown." He asked in a low tone. 
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				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>21-07-2010, 01:25:46</strong>
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				She stepped closer to him when it was all done, reaching up and running her fingers over the gown in his grip. She traced over it and smiled at the feel of satin against her fingers. Her eyes raised then, meeting Maximus' as she continued onward. <br><br>"Surely you may." Ariadne said. By now the cool air had caused goosebumps to rise on the center of her back, and her nipples to harden into an erect state that was hard to ignore when topping off the full mounds of her breasts. She raised her hands above her then and waited, eyes never leaving his own.<br><br>"Just be gentle, it is a form-fitting gown."
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				Post by: <strong>Brumak</strong> on <strong>21-07-2010, 03:09:52</strong>
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				Maximus nodded as her fingers ran over the gown. Taking a deep breath maximus pulled the gown over her head. His strong hands pulling it lightly down over her form. His hands brushing lightly over her soft skin as the gown slowly began to cover her skin. His eyes concentrating on the task at hand as he lightly pulled it over her full breasts. Maximus swallowed hard as he finally covered her mounds with minimal contact with his strong hands. Dropping to his knees as his hands lightly brushed against her thighs as the gown fell the rest of the way in place. <br><br>Maximus stood up unknowingly a soft bulge began to form in his pants. Lowering his hands to his sides as he dropped to his knees again," My Queen is there anything else I can assist you with." Maximus burned inside every time he spoke the words My Queen. He tried to let his mind drift away to a spot in his kingdom where he went to relax. A small lake surrounded by a large forest filled with game to hunt and watch. He could almost smell the water and the trees before he was pulled away back into this new life that he must assume for now. From King to servant in less than a day who would have thought that greatest warrior king that ever held a sword would do such a thing. <br><br>He looked up into her eyes waiting to hear her call the guards to return him to his cold cell.
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				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>21-07-2010, 04:27:25</strong>
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				He knelt after having drawn his hands over her figure, sliding the gown down over her body. When it fell around her knees, she grinned, and brushed her fingers over the man's head. Ariadne studied him, gazing down into his eyes. <br><br>"You will be staying with me. Your comrades' lives are no longer your concern. They will never be again." She gestured then towards one of her stone walls that had a thick ring in it, with a chain dangling down. She moved over away from him to a small chest on her dressers, out of which she drew a locking leather collar that was thick and as durable as good hide. Turning to Maximus, she curled her finger for him to come to her, near the wall. She raised up the collar and the chain, and gestured for him to come nearer.<br><br>"You will be here. This is your place." She said, curling her finger. "Come on."
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				Post by: <strong>Brumak</strong> on <strong>21-07-2010, 06:52:49</strong>
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				Maximus looked at her with wide eyes as he looked at the chain and collar. It must have taken a master craftsman months to complete it was polished to a high shine as it draped from the large ring in the wall. &nbsp;He closed his eyes despite his gut telling him not too he leaned into the leather collar. This is madness he thought to himself chained to a wall like a dog. Why are you doing this Maximus tell her who you are snap her neck. But he couldn't his mind began to click like a well oiled machine trying to figure his way out of this mess. &nbsp; Would he be stuck her all the time chained in her room helping her dress and undress through out the day. Would he ever be permitted to walk outside again. Maximus closed his eyes and leaned into the leather collar.&nbsp;<br><br>How the mighty have fallen he thought as he waited to feel the collar lock around his neck. He prayed silently to the gods to grant him the strength to be able to hold out. He hoped that one of his men would escape making a run for the nearest outpost in his kingdom.&nbsp;
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				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>21-07-2010, 07:17:53</strong>
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				She watched him come over, and lean in; his throat offered to her. She moved around his neck, fingers grazing his skin. Then the belt clicked, and she moved away. <br><br>"I am not done." Ariadne said, grabbing a small key from the same place she gained the collar. Then she returned to Maximus, sliding the key into the little lock hooking the loop of the collar and the chain. It clicked, and she took the key and slid it underneath her pillow.<br><br>"I want to ask you, do you know the duties you are assumed to undertake?" She said, turning her eyes upon him. "Beyond just... serving to clean my blades, fetch my clothes, and be trained as an in-castle bodyguard?"
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				Post by: <strong>Brumak</strong> on <strong>21-07-2010, 11:53:52</strong>
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				When the collar locked around Maximus's neck he closed his eyes a silent rage building inside of him. He watched carefully as she put the key under her pillow. &nbsp;Maximus filed that bit of info in he back of his head as she told him what to expect in his new life." No my queen you have not told me of my duties. " Maximus said in a low tone. &nbsp;As she rattled off what she was gonna do to him nothing seemed to hard for the warrior king. He had already proved himself able to pick out her clothes and dress her. The rest would be nothing for him to do every man in Maximus army knew basic blacksmithing to keep there weapons in excellent shape. When she told him that he would be trained to be a in castle body guard he laughter silently to himself keeping the same expression on his face. Is she crazy making me a body guard who would be the one to protect her from me he thought to himself. &nbsp;<br><br>But then came the catch he could tell she had more to add to the list. His mind began to wonder. What next cleaning her stables, Cleaning her dungeons. He waited for the other shoe to drop. Knowing there was more he closed his eyes then looking up at her as she spoke.&nbsp;
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				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>21-07-2010, 19:51:54</strong>
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				Ariadne returned to Maximus, gazing at his entirety before licking her lips and nodding her head.<br><br>"I am a Queen who rules by myself. You know this... And a woman has needs. You are the one to fulfill those needs. I have no King to satiate the fire of my passions, and courting another would require submitting my power as well as having to find someone for my people instead of myself." She ran a hand down his body and let her fingers graze his hips. "Now, I shall measure you. Remove your clothes."<br><br>Ariadne turned away and pulled out a somewhat long (about 3 ft with a little extra) thin rope that had tiny knots every inch or so. She looked back at Maximus and grinned. "I shall take your measurements and then get you some clothes made and tailored for&nbsp; you by the morning, if not by this evening." <br>
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				Post by: <strong>Brumak</strong> on <strong>21-07-2010, 22:31:10</strong>
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				Maximus stood there frozen with that deer in the headlight look on his face. She could not be serious... Do people still do that this day and age, Maximus thought to himself. She was far from being ugly she was very easy on the eyes. It had been so long since Maximus knew the pleasures of a woman he hoped that when the time came he would not have forget how it was done. Maximus also knew that he had to perform well above the normal for fear that she would take his head in lui of not being able to please all of her needs.<br><br>Her hands sent chills down his spine as it grazed his flesh. Maximus stood there he was always proud of his body a physic of warrior was hard to get. His shoulders were broad&nbsp; as his torso was ripped each muscle on his stomach well defined . When he saw the rope he just nodded his head. He unbuttoned his shirt&nbsp; letting the leather battle gear slip from his shoulders. He folded it neatly setting it on the floor next to his feet. His torso covered with a light sheen of sweat as he stood up. His eyes did not fall from hers as he reached down and started to unbuckle his boots sitting them next to his shirt. He stood up almost ashamed that such a woman could have an affect on him he unbuckled his pants&nbsp; letting them fall to the floor around his ankles. He bent over folding them placing them next to the rest of what was his and stood up.<br><br>He could feel her eyes feast on his flesh he watched them as they ran down his body. Maximus put his hands next to his sides as he soon watched her eyes fall to his groin. His manhood was thick almost hard at this point from undressing her. Something he was ashamed of knowing how much his gut churned in hate for this woman. It ran down his left leg&nbsp; resting there like a serpent thick and full almost a full ten inches in length. Maximus never had any complaints from the many lovers he had taken since he had been king. It was a warrior tradition in his army to go celibate one month before they marched into battle. It made them men focus harder on the task at hand once out in the field however some of them did not stay celibate but maximus did.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Scar   (Eternity and Brumak)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>21-07-2010, 22:45:26</strong>
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				Ariadne watched him undress, seeing that he was not eager to strip away his clothes and be laid like many men would. But his length- very very impressive, Ariadne noted- hung along his leg, somewhat thick and getting erect. She moved closer again, running her hands down his figure, the rope curled into her right palm. Her left hand traced slowly over his hip, as she then knelt down. Her warm, slow exhale poured over his shaft, as she looked back up at him with a slight smirk. She extended the rope, and then wrapped it around his waist, counting then slowly the knots. Her fingers traced around him as she did so, until she gathered a number of knots and jotted it down in her mind for keeps. Then she worked to stretch the rope from his waist to his ankle, measuring the length of his leg. When it was done, she exhaled over his member once more, slowly coming to a stand and rolling up the rope. The Queen discarded it to her dresser's top, and then came to him again.<br><br>"Do you have any comments?" Ariadne said. "Speak now, as I won't always offer you to speak your mind to me."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Scar   (Eternity and Brumak)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brumak</strong> on <strong>22-07-2010, 05:47:58</strong>
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				Maximus stood there frozen like a statue as she measured him with the length of rope. As her hands brushed over his skin he closed his eyes trying to make his erection go down. It didn't help as she blew gently over it her warm breath bringing it back to life. Maximus thought of everything and anything to calm himself down but everytime he thought he had it another warm burst of air rushed over it.&nbsp;<br><br>" No my Queen I have no questions. " Maximus said as he waited for her to settle into bed for the night. He had plenty to tell her but this is not the time nor place. To voice his opinion on her tactics on the battle field.&nbsp;<br><br>He looked at the floor then to the queen. " Will I be sleeping on the floor my Queen." He figured being chained to the wall like a dog that she would have him sleep as such. On the floor at her feet then when she needed something she would call for her new pet to fetch. God why am I doing this Maximus thought to himself. &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Scar   (Eternity and Brumak)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>22-07-2010, 05:56:31</strong>
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				"Somewhat." Ariadne said. She moved then towards her wardrobe, pulling out the bottom-most drawer which was a good foot thick. From the right most side she pulled out an extremely thick wool comforter of sorts, laying it on the floor for him. Laid out, it was thick enough to be both warm, comfortable, and would even shroud the feeling of the floor. Then she returned and brought a blanket and pillow for him, dropping them onto the beige wool comforter.<br><br>"That is where you will sleep." Ariadne said, moving to the bed. She then crawled into it, and looked about. The room had darkened considerably, she thought, eying her new slave. But she disregarded it, knowing that it was time for bed as the room darkened til it was almost black, only lit by streaks of opalescent moonlight. She curled into her blankets, and fell asleep.<br><br><br><br><div align="center">~XXX~</div><br><br><br>Ariadne woke slowly, as soon as dawn came about. The light of sunrise crept into her room and she raised up, looking over at Maximus on the floor. Her eyes twinkled with excitement as she brushed her fingers through her hair. The Queen slid her legs out of bed and then came to a stand, walking towards him but stopping.<br><br>"Good morning Armin." She said. "Tell me what you dreamed of, or if you even dreamed at all?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Scar   (Eternity and Brumak)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brumak</strong> on <strong>22-07-2010, 06:35:28</strong>
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				Maximus stood there as she handed him two blankets and a pillow. " Thank you my Queen. " He said as he unfolded them stretching out on the floor. Maximus slept in worse places he thought to himself it was not his bed but it was soft enough for him to sleep on. Maximus looked into the dark night sky wondering about his future. If he would ever see his home again or his people.&nbsp;Maximus soon drifted off into a light sleep &nbsp; &nbsp;He did not trust anyone here so he slept like he would have on the battle field. Lightly and ready to strike at any minute.&nbsp;<br><br><br>~~~~~~~<br><br>Maximus awoke early laying there watching the night sky as the sun claimed a new day. The first day of this new life that was chosen for him. He laid there motionless on the floor with his blankets only covering his waist. He heard her light feet hit the floor not even worried about looking at her. Maximus could feel her gaze upon him as she told him to wake up. " I have been awake for some time My Queen. I hope you slept well. " he replied in a low tone. As she asked him about his dreams he looked at her and replied, " Home where I grew up as a child the one place I could always find peace in my life. It was the one spot I could always go to get away from things and return refreshed with new purpose. " Maximus smiled as he spoke of home even though she held him as a slave she could never take away his thoughts of home. That would be the one thing Maximus would always have. &nbsp;<br><br>" What about you my Queen. What did you dream about?"'he said as he slowly got up folding his blankets and placing them against the wall where he slept.&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Scar   (Eternity and Brumak)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>27-07-2010, 03:32:07</strong>
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				Ariadne smiled at his dream, thinking of how simple and sweet it was. When she was a child she lived in the castle, no hopes of doing much else. And when a raid came, she was deemed Queen at the age of 15, and her kingdom was hers to protect and rule when she was still but a child. The woman pulled herself from her thoughts, eyes of a smooth amber gazing at the strong, powerful man. His body was a perfect composition, she thought. How she would enjoy him...<br><br>"I dreamed of nothing." She said then, her voice solemn. "My dreams are long jaded. I can only hope to dream in times of such war and havoc." She turned away and held her arms up for him to remove the dress.<br><br>"Remove my gown and gather the warm water for my tub. You have ten minutes to prepare my bath."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Scar   (Eternity and Brumak)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brumak</strong> on <strong>31-07-2010, 12:15:49</strong>
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				Maximus heard her speak, he wondered how such a woman could be so full of rage. " At once my queen.", Maximus responded as he placed the water in the fireplace to warm for her bath. He turned around watching her raise her arms o remove the skin tight gown that adorned her body.&nbsp;<br><br>Maximus dropped to his knees his hands softly running up her flesh gathering the gown as he slowly moved it up her form. &nbsp;This was torture Maximus thought to himself. She had the body of a goddess any man would be a fool to turn her away if she asked then to please her. The higher the gown went up her body the harder Maximus became. He tried so desperately to control himself but it had a mind of it's own. His hands lightly brushed over the sides if her firm breasts as the last of the fitted gown was in his hand.&nbsp;<br><br>Maximus held the gown across his arms in a effort to hide his arousal. He placed the gown on the bed next to her as ye turned and started to pour the now ready water. Every inch of his thick beast stood straight out. Pointing like a spear at an enemy solider that was advancing. As he finished the bath he hoped that it would soon go away to it's flaccid state. But this was nit the case.&nbsp;<br><br>" Your bath is ready My Queen. " Maximus spoke softly as his hands &nbsp;draped down to his sides. He thought of placing them over his erection but he knew this would no please her. Maximus knew that she would enjoy the fact that he was aroused by her but could not have her. &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Scar   (Eternity and Brumak)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>31-07-2010, 21:13:28</strong>
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				Ariadne felt his hands ride up her body, grazing the sides of her breasts as he removed her cobalt gown. Her lips tugged into a grin as her amber eyes dipped down, obviously taking in the size of his enjoyment at the sight of his Mistress and Queen's naked form. She took in a low breath, and watched him go and tend to her bath, and as she came forward, she could only notice that he would not hide himself from her. Most slaves found themselves ashamed that they could not control their desires for Ariadne as it came to be. But he did nothing to hide the massive arousal tucked within his pants. Ariadne merely licked her lips, feeling her own arousal begin to kick in at the sight of Maximus' strong form as he led her to the bath. <br><br>Arriving, the Queen leaned forward and dipped a long, tanned leg into the warm water. It was suitable, she thought, Armin had done well. The Queen nodded in approval, her locks of light golden brown falling against her cheeks as she slipped in completely. The water hugged her form, draping it in a silhouette of reflective glistens and giving her the luster of a diamond as she raised her arm forth from the warm fluid and gestured for Maximus to come closer.<br><br>"You have done well." Ariadne then said smoothly, her eyes meeting his. Then her vision slowly dropped, as if undressing his body with her eyes. Her tongue slipped forward from her lips to wet them gingerly before she hid the lithe pink muscle, eyes finally rolling over the shapes of his thighs and calves before moving back again. <br><br>"Perhaps you would like to bathe as well, there is room for two in this bath, and I'm not truly giving you an... <em>option</em>."
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