Of Noble Birth [CBJD and ArtemisHighmore]
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				Title: <strong>Of Noble Birth [CBJD and ArtemisHighmore]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ColdBloodedJellyDoughnut</strong> on <strong>27-10-2010, 22:38:35</strong>
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				Lady Jocelyn Kingsley of York was a direct decendent of ancient line of kings, and considered one of the great beauties of court, and yet she was ejected like a commoner! Disgusting. All because she'd said something about the queen's dress being a little... dated. And gauche. The queen should have been thankful that not everyone was her little whimpering servant. <br><br>So now she was back at her ancestral home in Yorkshire. The middle of nowhere. Bored. <br><br>It was pretty enough, she supposed. Patchwork fields that stretched as far as the eye could see. A well tended garden that kept with the latest designs. Jocelyn leaned on the window sill, overseeing her domain. And it was hers. All hers. And she supposed that the old bat had actually helped her in that respect. <br><br>While Jocelyn's father was still living, he was very old and was not entirely lucid. At the queen's insistence, however, the estate had been given to the charge of Jocelyn for one year after her father's eventual death to allow her time to have an heir or marry. Preferably both, but the queen said that she understood that Jocelyn may find that hard.<br><br>The cheek! As if Jocelyn was anything but charm and sophistication around men... She was beautiful, that was certain, and had often been called intelligent and witty. Her hair was dark and curly, as was the fashion, and her eyes had often been described as the same green of spring. Several admirers had written poems about them. But for some reason, they never proposed. Or if they did they quickly retracted their offer once their mothers found out. Mothers did not like her for some reason. <br><br>Jocely saw a tall gardener, pruning the large oak at one end of the garden. She watched him curious, before getting bored and turning away.<br><br>"Julia!" she yelled, calling for her maid. "Play chess with me!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Of Noble Birth [CBJD and ArtemisHighmore]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ArtemisHighmore</strong> on <strong>28-10-2010, 02:44:27</strong>
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				Artemis had been born into servitude. It was all that he had known and all he really cared for. When he was younger he had been an upstart, questioning the reasons that his family had to work the land owned by another. But it was as he grew older that he truly began to see the pleasure in only having to work the land. Due to the fact that his father worked in the fields and his mother in the manor, he got a taste of both as he was growing up. His tasks ranged from being called on by the owners of the manor to slaving in the fields under a hot sun. In his years of learning, he was exposed to many of the intricacies of upper class. The shadowy games of court appearances and social gatherings were not inviting to him. Due to his positions, he would often catch the whispered chatter of the lords and ladies, many comments directed at other lords and ladies that were present and few of them were polite.<br><br>When he had grown into a strong, young man, he was placed in the fields to work. That was the usual habit for lords as they often feared that a strong man could perhaps end up in their daughter’s bed and soil their chances for marrying her to another powerful family. It was in the gardens and fields that he found his true calling and passion. The care of the land brought him more joy than he had ever experienced and each day found him with a smile upon his sun darkened flesh and a slight jump in his step. That was if the lords and ladies weren’t around. In their presences he was the picture of servitude, bowing politely, never making eye contact and always doing as was asked of him, no matter the task. <br><br>It was a lovely summer day, the sun riding just past mid day, and a slight breeze drifted in from the east to keep the temperature bearable. He was in the garden, as was the norm this time of year, the fields having already been planted and just awaiting harvest. The Lady of the house had a very specific way that she wanted her garden done and so he trimmed the oaks accordingly, making sure that each cut and trim was done cleanly so as to keep the tree very presentable. Having felt eyes upon him, he had glanced around, only to find a few other works tending to various plants but none of them were looking in his direction. Shrugging it off as only a passing sensation, he continued his work happily. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Of Noble Birth [CBJD and ArtemisHighmore]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ColdBloodedJellyDoughnut</strong> on <strong>28-10-2010, 03:07:46</strong>
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				The weather was clear and bright, far too nice to stay indoors. Although her maid objected, saying that it was not proper, Jocelyn made her way out into the immaculately kept gardens. A lace parasol kept the sun from her pale, delicate face. Her muslin dress was light enough to keep her body cool, though she longed to pull up her petticoats and dip her feet into the cool, clear water of the well-kept pond. Her shoes were tight and uncomfortable in any weather, but on such a sunny day they became almost unbearable. <br><br>Sitting on the bench next to the pond, Jocelyn's eyes roamed the garden before settling back onto the tall gardener she had seen earlier. Unlike all the other workers who were sitting back on their heels and complaining of the heat, he kept working. He was even smiling and joyful. He enjoyed his work. Very strange. <br><br>Unwatched herself, she continued to study his tall, handsome figure as he worked. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Of Noble Birth [CBJD and ArtemisHighmore]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ArtemisHighmore</strong> on <strong>28-10-2010, 05:40:43</strong>
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				He could tell from the soft whisperings that were going around that the Lady was out in the gardens. Smiling softly to himself, he made sure to keep his smile more in check. Once he was done trimming the tree, he knelt down to gather up the limbs that he had cut from it. After he had gathered everything up, he left the gardens to go put everything in the refuse pile for burning later. He was glad to get away from the garden as he didn’t much enjoy being around the lady. She was nice to be sure and he was happy to serve her but it was hard to be around her with the other servants because of all the whispering that usually went on. Besides, he figured if she wanted his company than she would request it. There was no need to stick around where he wasn’t needed.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Of Noble Birth [CBJD and ArtemisHighmore]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ColdBloodedJellyDoughnut</strong> on <strong>28-10-2010, 05:57:00</strong>
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				Jocelyn was disappointed when the gardener left, and entertained the idea of ordering him to return, but that would certainly raise eyebrows. Everyone knew that she needed an heir or husband, and for either she needed a man who wouldn't try to usurp her position. But she wasn't seriously entertaining the idea of a gardener. He was so brown and coarse, highly unfashionable. <br><br>Instead, she would write to her friend, Miss Arabella Foxton, and ask her if she knew of any gentlemen who would jump at the chance to gain even a fraction of her wealth to become her husband or lover. <br><br>Still, she noted as she watched the gardener walk away, he did have an incredibly good looking bottom. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Of Noble Birth [CBJD and ArtemisHighmore]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ArtemisHighmore</strong> on <strong>28-10-2010, 23:27:32</strong>
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				Artemis finished with his removal of garden waste and headed for the fields. Since the fields were set up on the opposite side of the house, he would have to cross the garden once more to get to his next job. Hopefully the Lady wouldn’t be around anymore as he didn’t want to upset her by lugging his heavy equipment through her viewing area. <br><br>Stopping by the tool barn, he gathered his shovel and hoe to work on some of the summer fields. Resting the handles of the two tools on his broad shoulder, he began to walk back through the garden. A few hairs from his thick, black main were sticking to his brow from the heat as he made his way back towards the garden. His grey eyes glanced about and he noticed that the Lady was still sitting in the garden. Keeping his eyes down, he walked slowly, not wanting to seem like he was moving from her presence too quickly. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Of Noble Birth [CBJD and ArtemisHighmore]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ColdBloodedJellyDoughnut</strong> on <strong>29-10-2010, 00:48:53</strong>
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				Jocelyn glanced up as the gardener returned to the garden. His arms buldged in his loose white shirt as he heaved his tools along with him. He shone with a thin covering of sweat, which made his golden skin glisten. Overall, the effect was very pleasing to the young noble's eye. She smiled as she noted the nervous, quick glances that he kept sending her as he crossed the lawn. It amused her greatly that the servants seemed to think she was some kind of ogre. <br><br>Her mother had always taught her that a person could easily be judge by the way they treated their inferiors, and so brought Jocelyn up to be polite to even the lowliest of peasants. <br><br>"You there," she called to the tall gardener. "When did you last have a break?" she asked, tilting her parasol so he could more easily see her face. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Of Noble Birth [CBJD and ArtemisHighmore]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ArtemisHighmore</strong> on <strong>30-10-2010, 01:01:26</strong>
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				Artemis was almost out of the garden when he heard the voice. His heart seemed to freeze in his chest and he was slow about turning around. Every thought in the world was racing through his mind right then and he was trying to figure out what he had done wrong to be called out. When her final words registered he nearly dropped his tools. Break? They had never been told to take breaks. They were supposed to work the land from the time they got up until the sun had set. Turning to her, he approached slowly, lowering the tools from his shoulder. Slowly he bowed to her, speaking softly. “Good afternoon Lady of the house. How might I be of service?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Of Noble Birth [CBJD and ArtemisHighmore]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ColdBloodedJellyDoughnut</strong> on <strong>30-10-2010, 07:10:56</strong>
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				Jocelyn rolled her eyes, most un-ladylike. She gestured to his tools and the glistening coat of sweat on his brow.<br><br>"You look parched. When did you last have a drink of water and sit down in the shade? When did any of these men last rest?" she asked, genuinely curious. <br><br>The weather had grown hot and one could not be expected to work all day without a break. If that had been the case, Jocelyn wanted to remedy the situation for two main reasons. One, she would gain the support of her servants by treating them well, and two, it would announce her ownership of the property. It was hers, for a year at least, and she would show the tenants and employees of it that she was the right person to run it. That way, if anything went wrong with the procurement of husband or heir, she may count on their support. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Of Noble Birth [CBJD and ArtemisHighmore]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ArtemisHighmore</strong> on <strong>01-11-2010, 04:23:09</strong>
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				Artemis was considering asking to return to his work when she mentioned the servants in general and how often they rested. There were a series of low mutterings from the servants that were in the area and several looks were exchanged. Artemis was trying to decide if the question was being asked directly to him or if she was just thinking out loud. Guessing that he should answer her, he bowed his head slightly. “Lady Jocelyn, we have never been strict directions on when to break. We have adjusted to working long and hard for this land and it does not bother us. It was what we were born to and is our calling in life. I doubt any of us would wish it changed.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Of Noble Birth [CBJD and ArtemisHighmore]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ColdBloodedJellyDoughnut</strong> on <strong>02-11-2010, 00:10:29</strong>
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				Eyebrows raised, Jocelyn laughed lightly. The man could hardly meet her eyes! He was twice her size and yet he feared her. Ludicrous! <br><br>"Be that as it may, I do not think you will mind having a minute or two to drink some water. I do not want to see my fields littered with the bodies of fainted staff, just because they could not take the time to quench their thirst," she told him, a smirk still playing on her face. "Let it be known that all may take two five minute breaks a day while the weather remains hot."<br><br>She stood and faced the large man. "What is your name?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Of Noble Birth [CBJD and ArtemisHighmore]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ArtemisHighmore</strong> on <strong>02-11-2010, 01:17:19</strong>
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				He was about to speak but he thought better of it. Clearly this woman had little to no idea how her servants worked. Here she thought they suffered all day in the heat with little rest and nothing to drink. The exact opposite was the truth. The lord of the house had given them plenty of water and they understood that they were free to drink as they worked. They were not stupid people and if they needed to, they would rest where they could. But that did not mean they rested all the time. Being raised in a lifestyle such as this, the body got used to the heat and the labor, able to go long hours without a break and minimal water. That was just the way things were done. The most certainly were not suffering. That was the reason the gardeners looked at each other with odd expressions, unsure what the lady of the house was talking about. He knew better than to try and correct her and could see that she was just trying to win their support. When she asked for his name, he bowed low once more, moving a little closer to speak to her. “My name is Artemis.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Of Noble Birth [CBJD and ArtemisHighmore]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ColdBloodedJellyDoughnut</strong> on <strong>02-11-2010, 02:11:17</strong>
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				Jocelyn paused, before nodding briskly. "Well then, I will delay you from your work any longer, Artemis. If you could help me up," she hinted extending a hand to him to help her from her seat. She was wasting her time. This man was not interested in her and it would be foolish to try and coax him into further conversation when he so clearly wished to leave. Jocelyn tried not to let her pride rankle, but it was hard to go unnoticed. She had been used to a profusion of male gazes in London, but her no one even met her eyes. <br><br>How was she expected to find a man when she couldn't even get one to look at her?
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				Post by: <strong>ArtemisHighmore</strong> on <strong>03-11-2010, 00:30:13</strong>
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				Artemis was grateful to hear that she was excusing him. Before he could turn to leave, he had asked for his help in lifting her from her chair. Settling his tools down, he stepped forward and clasped her offered hand in his. His other hand swept forward, clasping her delicate arm just above the elbow. With a gentle flex of his arms he pulled from her seat and set her on her feet. Once she was upon her feet, he released her and began to turn for his tools. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Of Noble Birth [CBJD and ArtemisHighmore]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ColdBloodedJellyDoughnut</strong> on <strong>03-11-2010, 02:53:42</strong>
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				He had lifted her out of her seat as if she weighed nothing! Jocelyn couldn't help blushing as he pulled her to her feet with surprising strength. As he released her, she stumbled in her ridculous shoes and fell back, into the pond. It was not deep water, but it was enough to leave her pretty muslin dress green instead of white. She looked down and shrieked as she realised that her dress was completely see through, her breasts clearly visible through her dress. She covered herself frantically as she kept slipping, trying to stand. <br><br>She looked up at Artemis desperately. "Help me!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Of Noble Birth [CBJD and ArtemisHighmore]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ArtemisHighmore</strong> on <strong>03-11-2010, 21:38:01</strong>
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				Artemis had just turned for his tools when he heard a splash. Curiously he turned and his eyes widened slightly to see the Lady of the House sitting in the pond. It didn’t take him long to see that her clothing had become quite see-through and he blushed slightly. Hearing her call, he moved over quickly. With two steps into the pond, he grabbed her by the waist and lifted her up, setting her onto the shore gently. Without much thought, he pulled the large shirt from his back and wrapped it around her midriff to cover her. Climbing from the pond, he stood by silently, unsure if she would need anything else or scold him for grabbing her by the waist. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Of Noble Birth [CBJD and ArtemisHighmore]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ColdBloodedJellyDoughnut</strong> on <strong>03-11-2010, 23:39:45</strong>
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				Jocelyn sniffed rather pathetically and forced herself not to cry. She did not want to look like a wimpish, wilting flower in front of all these men. As her eyes caught sight of Artemis' gleaming bare chest, she blushed deeply and clutched his shirt around herself.<br><br>She had to regain her composure and some of her lost dignity. Inclining her head towards the strong worker, she thanked him. "Thank you for your help. I have been keeping you from your work. I will delay you no longer." <br><br>Pulling her head up high, she turned to leave the garden. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Of Noble Birth [CBJD and ArtemisHighmore]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ArtemisHighmore</strong> on <strong>08-11-2010, 20:45:36</strong>
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				Artemis heard the Lady sniffled but did what he had been trained to do and ignored it. She was free to act as she pleased but he did make a mental note the higher the status for the more childish they seemed to be. Any servant girl that fell into that pound would right themselves quickly and go about their business. She had fallen in, needed help out and then sniffled like an injured little child. That was why he was more than pleased when she finally let him go back to work. The shirt was of no concern to him as he had planned on shedding it once he got to the fields anyways. Gathering up his stuff, he quickly left the garden, not wanting to be called upon again by this wilting little flower that called herself the Lady of the house. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Of Noble Birth [CBJD and ArtemisHighmore]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ColdBloodedJellyDoughnut</strong> on <strong>08-11-2010, 21:22:56</strong>
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				Jocelyn sighed as she sunk into the warm, steaming water of the bath. The green gunk fell from her skin as she scrubbed at her skin with a soft and expensive sea sponge. A maid had infused the water with rose essence and soothing salts. When she finally emerged, Jocelyn would smell sweet and her skin would be soft and supple once again. But she was in no hurry to do that. <br><br>She tried to let the water sooth her anger, but it was hard. She had seen the disdainful look on that gardener's face and it had needled her pride. Why did he look at her like that, when some of the other workers had clearly eyed her with lust? Why couldn't she get that one man to look at her like that?<br><br>Perhaps she only felt so insulted because she had felt attraction to him, which obviously made the slight worse. It would be her mission to make him desire her, and then she would deny him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Of Noble Birth [CBJD and ArtemisHighmore]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ArtemisHighmore</strong> on <strong>09-11-2010, 01:25:06</strong>
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				Artemis couldn’t explain his happiness for being in the fields. He couldn’t be sure that she had suspected him of the disdain he had held for her in her moment of weakness. Weakness such as that was not a quality that he found arousing, not that he found the upper class to be all that attractive in general. Once he was in the fields, he happily got to work, not caring at all that the summer sun was beating down upon his broad back. It wasn’t until the sun was sinking behind the hills that the men called it a day. Gathering up their things, they formed a group, heading back towards the servants housing, pleased with a good day of hard work.
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				Post by: <strong>ColdBloodedJellyDoughnut</strong> on <strong>09-11-2010, 08:55:53</strong>
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				After her bath, Jocelyn had saddled up her large stallion, Cerberus, and taken him for a long ride around the property. They had run hard over the hills and through the forested common land, before returning to the stables as the sun just dipped below the horizon. The labourers were heading in from the fields as she came down the track towards the house, and Jocelyn slowed to a trot as she went past them, holding her head high. <br><br>She straddled the horse in trousers that she'd had made for her specially. She refused to sit side saddle. She wore a tight shirt, buttoned up to her neck, and a brown waistcoat that matched her trousers. <br><br>As she passed the tall gardener who had slighted her, she kept her chin high. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Of Noble Birth [CBJD and ArtemisHighmore]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ArtemisHighmore</strong> on <strong>09-11-2010, 20:38:32</strong>
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				Artemis was enjoying a conversation with the worker next to him when they heard a murmur running through the group. Lifting their gaze, they spotted the source. The Lady of the House was riding towards them. One glance and they knew to keep their heads down, stopping all conversation as they passed. Artemis couldn’t help but notice that she was dressed quite unladylike and seemed to making a point of being stuffy. None of it made sense to him but that wasn’t too much of a concern to him. Let her do as she pleased so long as he did not have to be around her.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>ColdBloodedJellyDoughnut</strong> on <strong>09-11-2010, 21:23:22</strong>
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				Jocelyn collapsed onto her chaise, waving away her maids. She had no idea what to do. If she could not make one servant look her way, then what chance would she have with any other man? She looked out of the windows, towards the moonlit moors. There was no reason to close her curtains. The night was warm and no one would be outside at this time of night. <br><br>She changed from her riding clothes into her night gown. It was loose and short for the summer, so she wouldn't get hot during the night. She sat at her dressing table and brushed out her hair, getting the dust out of her locks.<br><br>When she was done, she looked out of her window. Maybe she should try and get back into the queen's good graces. She was not made for country life. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Of Noble Birth [CBJD and ArtemisHighmore]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ArtemisHighmore</strong> on <strong>11-11-2010, 01:02:10</strong>
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				Artemis had enjoyed his evening meal, sitting round the fire with the rest of the servants. They had shared several stories of the past and news of the day, gossip spreading as it always did, especially from the women who had been working inside most of the day. With a chuckle he had gone out for air, always liking to stretch his legs before sleep and winding down with a quick stroll around the servant quarters. Usually he was joined by several others but this night he had slipped out alone before they were ready. Humming softly an old song of his family, he began to walk along slowly, wondering what he was going to do about the situation he was in with the Lady of the house. As he rounded a corner, he happened to cast a glance towards the manner and thought he saw a figure in one of the windows. Upon a second glance he discovered that the object of his gaze was none other than the lady of the house. With curiosity that he could not deny, he slipped closer, unable to order his feet to stop in their silent movement towards a tree. Using it as cover, he gazed around it, seeing the Lady now and able to distinguish that she wore quite the reveal night gown. Even with what had transpired earlier and his general dislike for her, he had to admit that she did look rather well in the gown. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Of Noble Birth [CBJD and ArtemisHighmore]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ColdBloodedJellyDoughnut</strong> on <strong>14-11-2010, 08:06:59</strong>
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				Jocelyn yawned, her breasts heaving as her arms reached above her head in a stretch. Tomorrow she'd try again. It was infuriating! To be so consumed with the desires of one man! And a servant at that. She should be ashamed. But... she wasn't. To be lusted after by a man as desirable as him... it would reaffirm her own feminity. She had spent so long trying to make it in a masculine world, and now she wanted to be a woman again.<br><br>She fanned her face. The night was hot and the gown clung to her sweaty skin, making her even hotter. Pulling it off over her head, Jocelyn freed her skin to the night air, and she sighed in relief. Hopefully she would be able to sleep now. 
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				Post by: <strong>ArtemisHighmore</strong> on <strong>14-11-2010, 22:00:01</strong>
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				He had been watching her, wondering what could possibly lead her to standing in such attire by the window. Surely she knew that the servants often went out in the early night for short walks and to check the grounds, which was their job. Yet there she was, even going so far as to stretch and expose her curves even more to whomever might be watching. He couldn’t help himself now. Seeing her in a new light was quite pleasing and he was intrigued as to why she had gone to such lengths to hide her figure and femininity. <br><br>A look of surprise crossed his face when he saw her suddenly shed her thin garment. Silently he moved forward, his attention on the window as she stood naked. Stopping next to another tree he watched closely before climbing it, trying to get a better vantage point, his curiosity and allurement for her growing as he watched. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>ColdBloodedJellyDoughnut</strong> on <strong>16-11-2010, 07:10:34</strong>
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				Visions of the gardener, Artemis, roamed through Jocelyn's mind as she stared into the black darkness. She felt her sex moisten as she thought of his strong back and the way his muscles moved as he worked. Laying back on her chaise, she moaned softly at the feel of the cool silk of the pillows against her bare skin. <br><br>One hand moved down to her breast, squeezing its firm, weighty flesh as she did. Her nipple hardened against her hand. Her other hand moved down over her flat stomach to her lightly haired sex. One finger rolled over her clit, pinching it lightly. She sighed happily, and imagined that it was the gardeners large, callused fingers moving against her soft, wet flesh. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Of Noble Birth [CBJD and ArtemisHighmore]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ArtemisHighmore</strong> on <strong>16-11-2010, 07:51:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Artemis saw her lie down, vanishing from his sight and he frowned. Curious if he might be able to get closer and wanting to continue watching her, he drops from the tree checking to make sure that he wasn’t being watched as well. Very cautious now, he approached the side of the house, his eyes turning to the wood lattice that adorned the sides of the mansion and was covered in vines. It would take him right up next to her window and he knew he was taking a chance by attempting such things. Still he couldn’t help but be curious as he was seeing her in a completely different light right now and really wanted to know what she was doing. If she was merely lying down then he would move back down and be about his business but there was a stirring in the back of his mind that told him different.<br><br>Rubbing his hands together, he glanced around once more before beginning his climb. It was slow and tough work, trying to find handholds in the dark and move as silently as possible. As he drew closer to the window he thought he heard sighing and so he climbed higher, keeping to the lower edge of the window but now able to see into the room, spotting her on the bed. It took him a second to follow the flow of her arms and he nearly fell of the lattice at the realization. He never would have thought that the proper ladies would do such things to themselves. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Of Noble Birth [CBJD and ArtemisHighmore]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ColdBloodedJellyDoughnut</strong> on <strong>16-11-2010, 08:48:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her dark hair pooled around her on the white pillows as she lay back against them. It was not something she usually partook in, the business of touching herself. But sometimes one has urges that one must satisfy! And she was no loutish male who could go looking for a quick fix in any tavern they chose without worry of the consequences. <br><br>A good friend of hers had showed her the way to do it, and they had even gone so far as to do it on each other! It had been delightfully fun, but they had both felt so guilty at the next Sunday's mass that they had never done it again. Even now, Jocelyn seldom touched herself, but this night, so humid and hot, made for sensual thoughts, she couldn't stop herself.<br><br>One slender finger delved her depths, looking for that magical spot that would undo her. However, one proved too little, and soon she had three thrust into her wet hole, searching the climax she craved, as her free hand molested her fair, heaving breasts. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Of Noble Birth [CBJD and ArtemisHighmore]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ArtemisHighmore</strong> on <strong>16-11-2010, 19:45:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Artemis had to blink and shake his head slightly. Was he dreaming? He could not believe that a noble woman would do such things. It just seemed so dirty to him, something only the servants did. Surely being a noble she would have been able to get whatever cravings she had fulfilled. Not only was she doing such things, but he was actually watching her. A voice in the back of his head told him that he shouldn’t but he was having trouble taking his eyes from her. Her wonderful body, in all of its glory, far outshone that of any of the servant girls that he had bedded over the years. And she seemed so skilled in her own manipulations, something he craved since the women he had been with were the girls that every male in the servants’ quarters bedded. That was their way and it was understandable. But to see a noble woman with such skill, it was truly a dream.<br><br>As he hand seemed to sink into her, he tried to climb higher, wanting to get a better view, craving to see her in all of her glory and pleasure. That was his mistake. As he reached higher, he grabbed vine instead of wood. The vine gave way, causing him to curse aloud and he grabbed the side of the house with a bang in his rush to support his weight. Hearing the sound, he froze, for once worried about what happen, the realization of what he was doing and where he was rushing in around him but he couldn’t move, hoping she would have missed it and he could continue his observing.&nbsp; <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Of Noble Birth [CBJD and ArtemisHighmore]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ColdBloodedJellyDoughnut</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 06:01:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jocelyn's hands flew from where they had been nestled to cover her body as she heard the noise. Her eyes went straight to where the noise had come from out the darkened window. Although she couldn't see anything, she grabbed her satin robe and covered herself with it, the white fabric clinging to every curve. She walked slowly towards the window and drew up the sash. <br><br>Nothing. An owl hooted in the distance and Jocelyn sighed in relief and looked down towards the climbing rose that bloomed under her window. Gasping as a face loomed out of the darkness, she staggered back. <br><br>At first she considered yelling and screaming at him, she soon realised that it was the same man who had been participant in her fantasies. <br><br>"Uh, I... Gosh..." She couldn't quite bring herself to ask him to join her. "The back door is open," she said quietly. "The halls will be empty at this time," she told him, her cheeks scarlet with embarrassment at her wanton actions. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Of Noble Birth [CBJD and ArtemisHighmore]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ArtemisHighmore</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 06:10:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Hearing her draw closer, Artemis swore under his breath. He had been caught and would be severely punished for that. That was the only thing running through his mind. At first he thought he might get away with it as she had not looked in his direction but luck was not on his side. She looked down at the lattice and vines and right into his face. He hung there, froze and unsure what best to do. Her response took him completely off guard. Hearing her words, his body started to come back under his control. She was offering the back door and saying the halls would be empty. It was humorous to him that he would say such things considering he was right at the window. With a few pumps of his strong arms and legs, he pulled himself up onto her windowsill and into her room, remaining near the window.<br><br>He did not speak, his eyes taking her in. He could tell by the tone of her voice that she had invited him into her bed but he was still uncertain if that would be trouble or not. Still, standing there, towering over her, he felt bold and his courage began to swell as did his loins. His voice was low when he spoke. “Such unladylike things you have been doing Lady of the House. Things a good Catholic woman should not do… But if you insist on doing such things, you should at least do them correctly…” <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Of Noble Birth [CBJD and ArtemisHighmore]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ColdBloodedJellyDoughnut</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 06:24:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jocelyn breath caught in her throat and she could not speak. Her body hummed with apprehension and arousal. She understood the enormity of what she was offering him. Her body. Her virginity. At twenty two years old, male hands had never touched her unclothed body, and now she was offering herself to a labourer! A very handsome one, but still...<br><br>Her hands drifted to the sash of her robe and she pulled it free, allowing the fabric to fall open and reveal her body to him. <br><br>"Well, by all means, show me how it should be done. I do not wish to be ignorant," she said, as soon as she regained her voice. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Of Noble Birth [CBJD and ArtemisHighmore]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ArtemisHighmore</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 07:32:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His eyes followed every movement of her hands as they went to the sash, freeing her body. With a smile at her words, he stepped forward to suddenly close the distance between them. He could tell by the way she stood that she had not been exposed like this to a man. There was something in her eyes that told him that this was the first time and it made his loins burn with anticipation. He hadn’t counted on that and now he was even more intrigued and delighted to be standing before her now. Without a word, his hands reached out and he turned her so that her back was to him. Still holding her through the fabric of her robe, he pulled her back against his chest. His lips brushed her ear as he spoke slowly and softly. “No words just close your eyes and feel each touch. I will show you what a man can do to such soft and sensitive skin.”<br><br>Without waiting, his hands slipped from the robe, both moving to her navel, rough fingers sliding over smooth skin. Slowly he began to draw his left hand up, his fingers dragging over her skin, never breaking the contact. When he came to underside of her soft, heavy breasts he smiled. Gently he cupped one, fingers caressing the sides before he let the roughness of his thumb brush the already hard bud of her nipple, knowing it would be sensitive from her earlier teasing that she had down to herself.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Of Noble Birth [CBJD and ArtemisHighmore]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ColdBloodedJellyDoughnut</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 17:53:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Words may not have been necessary, but Jocelyn was certainly vocal. A series of sighs and low moans issued from her mouth as his hands manipulated her sensitive breasts. Her sex pulsed with need and she feel herself moisten further under his firm ministrations. Even the sensations of his hand on her flat stomach felt erotic with the contrast of his callused fingers against her soft, porcelin skin. Despite her relative sexual naivity, it was clear to her that he knew what he was doing, and that he did it well.<br><br>Her eyes rolled back and closed, as her back arched, pressing her flesh into his large hand. She had once heard tell that large hands led to a large... well. Polite ladies didn't give it a name, but she was completely aware of it as he pressed his bulge into her bottom. She rubbed back against him, hoping to feel more of it. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Of Noble Birth [CBJD and ArtemisHighmore]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ArtemisHighmore</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 07:49:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her sighs and soft moans were even better than he had expected and he delighted when she arched back against him, the firmness of her bottom rubbing against him, clearly showing that she was curious about what lie beneath his clothing. Wanting to give her a hint, he pressed forward to give her a hint of what was there even though he was still about half hard, his mind trying to keep him under control for the moment. <br><br>Focusing on her nipples, he began to pinch and twist them, moving back and forth. As he did this, his right hand slipped a little lower from her navel, curious about what heat and moisture might be flowing from her. Slowly his hand lowered until it brushed hot, dripping lips and he smiled at the feel of her sex. Gently he cupped it with his large hand, covering the lovely little thing completely, his callus palm pressed tight against those sensitive lips, feeling her arousal pooling onto his hand.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Of Noble Birth [CBJD and ArtemisHighmore]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ColdBloodedJellyDoughnut</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 09:22:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jocelyn gasped as his flesh came in contact with her sex, already so sensitive and wanting. She moaned, her breath catching as he cupped her. It was impossible for her to stop herself from grinding down on his rough palm. She was dying to get some relief, but she knew that she would have none until she was filled with him, pressing her down into the bed.<br><br>Her sex blossomed, opening so that its plump red lips were visible and rubbing against his skin. She could tell that he was holding back. His body was tense and his movements were controlled. She wanted him to loose his control. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Of Noble Birth [CBJD and ArtemisHighmore]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ArtemisHighmore</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 23:42:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Artemis smiled as he felt her body responding instantly to his touch. He had figured that she was already worked up from the display she had put on before when he was watching her. Now her sex was blossoming eagerly against his touch and he wondered what he should do to her first. His lips brushed the side of her neck slowly as he began to grind the heel of his palm against her sex, focusing mainly on her clit as he knew that it would be very sensitive. His other hand clasped her breast roughly and pinched her nipple between to fingers. Listening closely, he began to slowly twist it between his fingers, enjoying the way it rolled under his touch. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Of Noble Birth [CBJD and ArtemisHighmore]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ColdBloodedJellyDoughnut</strong> on <strong>27-11-2010, 14:24:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jocelyn hissed as he roughly handled her sensitive, tender breast. She wanted so badly for him to shove something into her sex. Fingers, a thumb, his member. Anything! The tension was tightening her sex until she squirmed against him desperately. "Yesssss..." she gasped as he rubbed her sex, her moisture running from her. She gasped again, unmindful of anyone who might here her calls. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Of Noble Birth [CBJD and ArtemisHighmore]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ArtemisHighmore</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 20:15:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He was surprised by how sensitive her body was to his rough touch and he knew that that meant. She had never been touched in such a way, at least not be anyone else but her. With a smile he brushed his teeth against the back of her neck slowly as the heel of his palm ground a little rougher against her tender clit, feeling her sex flow its moisture onto his hand with every movement he made. His other hand firmly handled her breast, squeezing and molding it, making sure that she was ever aware of what his hands were doing to her body. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Of Noble Birth [CBJD and ArtemisHighmore]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ColdBloodedJellyDoughnut</strong> on <strong>03-12-2010, 17:22:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Without any hesitation or the scarcest thought that someone may be listening, Jocelyn groaned loudly as his teeth moved across her neck. His touch sent off all the little nerves in her skin and she nearly collapsed as he followed it up with another grind of his hand against her willing and wanting sex. Her back arched before she melted backwards into his firm body. Her knees shook as her sex spasmed with pleasure and she could hardly see straight. <br>She wanted desperately to beg for him to do something, anything, to release the tension in her body, but could not find the words. Instead, she moaned again, hoping that he understood what she wanted. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Of Noble Birth [CBJD and ArtemisHighmore]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ArtemisHighmore</strong> on <strong>03-12-2010, 22:41:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He knew what she wanted but he wasn’t willing to give it to her just yet. It was such a joy to make her squirm around in his arms and offer up her body as willingly as she waited for the pleasure that he could wrought within her frame. His hand continued to grind along the outside of her sex, feeling how fully it had blossomed and he knew it was begging for him to be inside. Smirking at her noise, he bites her ear before speaking in a deep, hungry town. “Quiet yourself unless you want your maidens to watch you being deflowered by a savage servant…”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Of Noble Birth [CBJD and ArtemisHighmore]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ColdBloodedJellyDoughnut</strong> on <strong>04-12-2010, 10:12:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His words made her laugh, even as she moaned when he bit her ear. "I am sure that at least a few of my maidens have already been deflowered by you themselves," she said, biting her lip as he continued to tease her. <br>As his hand rubbed against her clit she gasped, trying to heed his words and keep her voice down. Her hand grabbed for something, and landed on his thigh, digging her nails into his firm flesh. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Of Noble Birth [CBJD and ArtemisHighmore]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ArtemisHighmore</strong> on <strong>13-12-2010, 06:01:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smirked at her words as they were partly correct. Her maidens knew what they wanted and came after it, namely his prowess in bed. He actually suspected that if they knew what he was doing now then they would be crowding around silently to try and watch, wanting to hear their Lady moaning like a hot whore. Oh and he was going to be sure that she did before he was done with her. Feeling her try to keep her voice low, he abruptly shoved one long, rough finger into her dripping sex, forcing her to take the sudden intrusion and curious about how her body would react to it since he could tell that had been her main aim from the beginning. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Of Noble Birth [CBJD and ArtemisHighmore]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ColdBloodedJellyDoughnut</strong> on <strong>14-12-2010, 11:02:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jocelyn's knees buckled and moaned loudly. But, despite the pleasure, there was some pain too. She whimpered slightly, glad that he was standing behind her to support her. She bit her lip, her nails pushing into the flesh of his thigh as it turned from pain to pleasure. His finger hit a particularly sensitive spot. "Ah! Please!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Of Noble Birth [CBJD and ArtemisHighmore]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ArtemisHighmore</strong> on <strong>14-12-2010, 20:21:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Artemis wanted to chuckle when she started to beg for what he was doing to her. It seemed too humorous to have the roles reversed now, the powerful lady begging for the servant to pleasure her, it certainly seemed backwards. But he shrugged the thoughts away; perhaps he would use them to dangle over her head later if she ever tried to cross him. Artemis always tried to find the later benefit in anything he did and he could think of a few he would get with pleasuring this woman. His voice was hot and savage against her ear. “Listen you beg for it. You’re acting like a mare in heat with the stallion so close that she is just begging to be mounted. Is that was you want? You want to be shoved down and mounted properly? Ridden like a hot little mare?”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Of Noble Birth [CBJD and ArtemisHighmore]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ColdBloodedJellyDoughnut</strong> on <strong>14-12-2010, 20:33:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Oh, it was so wrong. The words he rasped against her ear were rough and sinful. She should call for aid and push him away. Plead that he forced himself on her. But by God, she was far too hot to do that. Her body trembled all over and her sex was already clenching around his finger. But a finger wasn't enough for her. She desperately wanted more, and she wanted this... this... <em>servant</em> to give it to her. <br><br>Jocelyn groaned at his words and all but melted into his firm form. Her breasts heaved with arousal and her sex dribbled its juices all down his hand and her thighs. <br><br>"Yes!" She finally said, her voice hoarse with lust. "Please! Take me!" She couldn't speak anymore as her pleasure made her pant, begging wordlessly for his manhood to give her what she wanted. To take her virginity and give her a child. 
			</dd>
		</dl>
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