Forbidden Love in Shalarieth(Rainsinger and Dramen)
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				Title: <strong>Forbidden Love in Shalarieth(Rainsinger and Dramen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dramen</strong> on <strong>17-01-2010, 16:38:25</strong>
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				Sadron Mithlaiel walked proudly down the massive corridor to the place where he'd been summoned. The King had requested his presence at a ceremony. Though the type of ceremony wasn't explained, when King Elion Mithlaiel summoned you, you went. Sadron had grown up a Prince in this walled in village called Shalarieth but hadn't always garnered favor. His older brother Cildur was the heir to the throne and could basically do no wrong. All the while Sadron was treated as a Prince should be by all of the village except by his own father the King. He'd had to work for some of the things he had gotten. But then unlike his brother, Sadron had his own set of tastes and desires. Cildur was a clone of their father for all to see. Maybe not in physical stature but certainly in nature and grooming.<br><br>But Sadron would be kidding himself if he didn't admit that his father had given him lots of gifts over the years. It was entirely possible that the difference he felt in the relationship between he and their father and Cildur and their father was mostly him. He just had never felt a part. Not to the extent that he should have. And now he was walking with the proud aura of a Shalariethian Prince towards some ceremony that wouldn't be to his liking. He knew that because it was being held in a room in the rear courts chambers. These rooms were not only relatively small but also hidden from all of the people. This meant that his father didn't want the public in on the ceremony. And if his past was any indication, that meant he would be against whatever this ceremony was about. <br><br>Sadron walked to the door guard. He dwarfed the other Elf with his over 6 foot large muscular frame. His wavy blond hair swayed as he nodded for the man to open the door. When it was done, he saw what he expected. The King and his entourage along with Cildur and a couple of guards. He also saw what he didn't expect. Sitting on the floor beside his father was a young female with beautiful features and slave clothes. That was different. He was aware that the society that his family had set up over the centuries was different that some around and even roguish. They kept slaves for themselves. The higher ups in the local society did. They did a lot of things that the overall population of this area didn't do. But that was who they were. The question was, what was she doing here in what was surely some type of ceremony... but for what?<br><br><strong>"Come forward Sadron,"</strong> the King ordered. He did as ordered before the King resumed, <strong>"You are now of age and have proven yourself worthy of your name and standing. As is the custom I have chosen a virgin female for you to have as your own. She will be your slave and you her master. Such is the custom of the Shalariethian Royal Family... so it is done."</strong><br><br>Sadron stood in shocked silence. He glanced down at the female and then back up to his Father. <br><br><strong>"I can see you are moved beyond words my Son. Take her and have her as your own. If you choose for her to keep her name, she is called Shaelyn."</strong><br><br>Sadron still hadn't moved. He hadn't known this was a custom. He just thought his brother was really fond of slave girls. Now he had been given his own. What would he do now? He couldn't refuse. He didn't think he wanted to though. This was the biggest thing that had ever happened for him from his Father. He stepped forward to grab the rope that was tied to the female. He would take her to his chambers. That was the logical thing to do. Then he'd figure out what to do next.<br><br><strong>"Thank you Father, my King,"</strong> he said as he bowed. The King nodded as he and his slave left the room.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Love in Shalarieth(Rainsinger and Dramen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rainsinger</strong> on <strong>17-01-2010, 17:34:01</strong>
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				Shaelyn knelt obediently on the floor near the King, her head bowed.&nbsp; To all outward appearance she seemed quite calm and at peace.&nbsp; Inwardly, her stomach was fluttering with nerves.<br><br>She had been waiting for this day for many years.&nbsp; Since she was a small child she had always been told that if she did as she was told, if she accepted her role and pleased her superiors, she would one day be given to a Master of her very own.&nbsp; She had been born into this life, and had long ago lost any desire to be free.&nbsp; She had come to accept the role the circumstances of her life had given to her.&nbsp; Not only accept, but excel.&nbsp; Those training her had been extremely pleased with her eagerness to learn, and her eagerness to please.&nbsp; She knew what was expected of her better then most anyone of her status.<br><br>So pleased were they with her progress that she had been chosen to be gifted to the Prince of Shalarieth.&nbsp; She was to be his first slave, a deep honor among her kind.&nbsp; For a Master there was nothing quite like the experience of his first slave.&nbsp; She had quivered with joy to learn of the honor she had been given.&nbsp; Now, as the moment approached for her to catch a glimpse of him for the first time, her stomach was a flutter with tension.&nbsp; She had never seen Prince Sadron before, but she had heard maids speak of him with fluttery voices, giggling over speculation and fantasies about him.&nbsp; He was supposed to be quite handsome and dashing, and highly sought after by Ladies of the court.&nbsp; Whether he was aware of it or not, she did not know.<br><br>She had been carefully dressed for this first meeting, prepared to give a good impression to her new Master.&nbsp; Her long black hair had been pulled up in an arrangement that left her neck bare, but gave a somewhat tousled look while still being elegant and pleasing.&nbsp; Tendrils of black hair fell down about her throat and the sides of her head, gently curled.&nbsp; Her elegant elven ears were exposed by the hairstyle, and were adorned by three intricately wrought silver hoops on each side, the largest dangling from her earlobe, and the other two smaller hoops adorning her ears higher up, accentuating the beauty of her ears.<br><br>About her slender throat she wore a carefully worked leather collar made of soft supple leather, and accentuated heavily with silver filigree accents.&nbsp; To this was attached a rope lead, with the rope being made of white braided silk.<br><br>She wore a silken top which held her full breasts in a tight embrace, lifting and accentuating, while the swell of her breast was exposed above the top.&nbsp; A ruffled sleeve extended out from the bodice to loosely encase her upper arms, but left her shoulders and most of her slender arms exposed.&nbsp; A thick silver bracelet adorned each wrist, reminding one almost of decorative shackles, as though to remind those viewing her of her position as a slave.<br><br>Separate from her top, she wore a matching silken skirt which accentuated her slender waist and flared hips.&nbsp; The material extended just below her knees, but was cut in a way to reveal her long slender legs, nearly to the top of her thighs.&nbsp; About her ankles she wore another pair of what appeared to be decorative manacles, again in silver.&nbsp; The shoes she wore accentuated her slender feet, leaving them mostly bare, and her toes had been painted a subtle pink for the occasion, as well as sculpted fingernails which were just long enough to be pleasing, without being overly long and getting in the way of the work which she was expected to perform.<br><br>She was not merely a slave to be put in the scullery and never seen.&nbsp; This was a young lady who was meant to be put on display, meant to please the eye of her Master, and beckon him to use her for his own pleasure.&nbsp; In this art she had also been carefully trained.&nbsp; She had not yet ever touched a man in arousal, or even seen one in physical reality.&nbsp; This was perhaps the part she was most nervous for.&nbsp; Her teachers had wanted her first time to touch a man in pleasure to be with her new Master, so this was something she had not been able to physically train for.&nbsp; They had explained to her in intricate detail how she could please and pleasure her Master, and what may be expected of her.&nbsp; She had been shown a few sketches of what she might expect.&nbsp; She had done her best to prepare herself for this, and was eager but nervous to prove herself.&nbsp; She knew of other girls who had been unable to contain their excitement and had pleasured themselves in secret.&nbsp; But she'd had too much practice in self control, and was pleased to know that the first time she felt her release would be with her new Master.<br><br>The two men in the room conversed quietly as they waited, and she had never felt more tested to keep from fidgeting in excitement and nerves.&nbsp; At long last she heard someone approaching from outside, and Sadron Mtihlaiel entered the room.&nbsp; She held perfectly still now, breathing carefully controlled to contain her excitement, so she could give him the best intial impression of her.&nbsp; Still it was difficult for her to resist lifting her eyes just far enough, carefully so as not to be noticed, to steal a glimpse of him.&nbsp; She felt her heart flutter a little at the sight of him, tall and refined, with golden hair falling to his shoulders in gentle waves.&nbsp; She quickly looked down again, lest she be noticed.<br><br>The words the men exchanged were coldly formal, but she was faintly surprised to hear his response, and realized he had clearly not been told what was coming.&nbsp; She made a mental note of this, and wondered briefly if he knew what he could come to expect from her.&nbsp; As he thanked his Father and picked up the leash, she obediently rose fluidly to her feet and followed him from the chamber.&nbsp; Her new future held a great many questions, but she kept them at bay, following Sadron in obedient silence, just a step behind and to his right, her head bowed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Love in Shalarieth(Rainsinger and Dramen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dramen</strong> on <strong>18-01-2010, 00:35:51</strong>
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				Sadron held the decorative rope loosely in his right hand as he walked back down the huge corridor. His demeanor was different this time however. He still walked tall and proud as that was bred into him possibly even more so than in his brother, the heir to the throne. However his head was bowed slightly in thought. He hadn't expected much when he walked in that room, but he certainly hadn't expected that. <br><br>He didn't glance back at Shaelyn because that wouldn't be proper. He didn't need to however. He could see her in his minds eye still. The dark hair put up just so. Her ears accented so beautifully. She was a picture of beauty. And furthermore she was... he stumbled over the thought. She was his. It didn't seem real all while he should have known it was coming. <br><br>As he neared his quarters, the guards and others along the way turned and glared in their direction. They would be the talk of the village for certain soon. Sadron was accustomed to some talking and even in his favor over a great many things. He was much more of a Prince among the people than his brother was. He was taller and stronger. He looked more the part than Cildur did. And now they talk all the more. He supposed that was their right though. After all what would he think if he saw them walking? <br><br>He entered his quarters and released the rope. He sat on a comfortable piece of furniture and turned to look at Shaelyn. <br><br>She was stunning. And yet he'd always liked doing things for himself so he really didn't know what to do next. Did he ask her for something? Did they just sit and talk? <br><br><strong>"Can you get us something to drink?"</strong> Sadron asked. Perhaps she would know more what was next than he would.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Love in Shalarieth(Rainsinger and Dramen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rainsinger</strong> on <strong>18-01-2010, 01:38:04</strong>
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				Shaelyn paid no heed to the stares as she walked obediently behind the Prince to his quarters.&nbsp; As the door closed behind them and he released the rope, she moved quietly in his wake.&nbsp; She glanced around for a moment to get her bearings, assuming she would be getting to know these rooms very well soon.&nbsp; As he sat down in the chair, she stood a few feet in front of him, her eyes downcast and her hands clasped in front of him.&nbsp; As the room fell silent, she thought about what she had learned thus far about him, and thought she might know what he was thinking about.&nbsp; A quick, furtive glance upwards confirmed her guess, as her blue-gray eyes met his gaze briefly.&nbsp; She could read the uncertainty and questions in his eyes.<br><br>She smiled softly at his question, and inclined her head to him.&nbsp; <strong>"Of course, Master Sadron."</strong>&nbsp; She glanced around again and easily spotted a sideboard nearby that contained a glass fronted cupboard containing empty glasses on one side, and various bottles on the other as well as on top.&nbsp; She stepped lightly over to it, opening the side containing glasses.&nbsp; <strong>"Does Master Sadron have any preference?"</strong>&nbsp; She waited for him to respond before drawing two glasses appropriate to his request.&nbsp; Normally she would only pour one glass, for him as he was alone, but he had specified <em>'get us something to drink'</em>.&nbsp; So she obediently poured herself a glass as well.<br><br>She moved gracefully back to his side, and knelt at his feet before handing him his glass.&nbsp; The other she kept cradled in her fingers, resting in her lap.&nbsp; She would not drink until he had done so, and sat patiently on her knees as she waited.&nbsp; When he lifted his glass to take a drink, instead of lifting her own glass, she decided to speak.&nbsp; Normally she would not speak out of turn, but she had been trained to handle many situations.&nbsp; She felt that this was a situation which warrented a gentle question.<br><br><strong>"Forgive me, Master Sadron, but I can not help but notice you seem not to have expected my arrival.&nbsp; If you have anything you wish to ask of me, I will be happy to answer.&nbsp; I have been trained very well, and my only goal in life is to make your life more comfortable, and to fulfill your desires."</strong>&nbsp; She was soft spoken, and her voice carried a gentle, soothing, musical quality.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Love in Shalarieth(Rainsinger and Dramen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dramen</strong> on <strong>18-01-2010, 04:00:23</strong>
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				Sadron ran his hands through his hair as she went to get them something to drink. He heard her ask for his preference and he answered, <strong>"Some flavored mineral water would be fine."</strong><br><br>Still in deep consideration over his situation, he was slightly surprised by her statement. She was right about him not expecting her that was for sure. The other part of her statement was interesting too. Might as well face it he thought.<br><br>He glanced down into her blueish eyes that he noticed had a hint of gray as well. <strong>"Well no I didn't expect this at all. My Father has many customs and ways that I don't agree with. So actually I was expecting something I would be completely against. As it is, he seems to have given me... well you. I'm not sure how to take that. I've never had my own personal female servant before. I've had servants of course but not like you. So forgive my silence earlier. I suppose I will have time to get used to the idea."</strong><br><br>He looked at her again, <strong>"Shaelyn is your name? Well Sadron is mine. Call me Sadron not Master Sadron, please. That makes me feel like my Father or brother. And I have a question for you. What is it you expect from this arrangement? Please speak freely."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Love in Shalarieth(Rainsinger and Dramen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rainsinger</strong> on <strong>18-01-2010, 16:15:03</strong>
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				As Sadron spoke, a thought occurred to Shaelyn, and she felt a little surprised at how unsettling the thought was.&nbsp; Was it possible that he might decide to refuse the gift his Father had given him, and she might be sent away?&nbsp; Her stomach fluttered with worry at the notion.&nbsp; She kept her features carefully schooled to hide her worry.&nbsp; Over the years of preparation, she had sometimes imagined what her future Master might be like.&nbsp; She had always known she might be given to an older man, one whom she might not find attractive or desirable.&nbsp; But she had always hoped that she might be given to someone much like Prince Sadron.&nbsp; She found the idea that she might be sent away and given to another less desirable Master was unsettling.<br><br>She listened quietly as he spoke, making mental notes the entire time.&nbsp; It was against her nature to try and coerce her Master, or anyone else, into doing something they might not do otherwise.&nbsp; However she took his question as a chance to try and explain how much she could give him, and how much she could improve his life.&nbsp; She considered the question for a moment before speaking.<br><br><strong>"My expectations were that I was to be given to you as your first slave, and that I was to stay with you.&nbsp; I would dearly love to serve you in any way you would find pleasing.&nbsp; I can serve food and drinks to you and any guests you may have.&nbsp; I have been taught how to cook, if you ever wish to take me with you on your travels where you may not have access to good food such as comes from your kitchens here.&nbsp; I can keep your chambers clean and organized, as well as clean, mend, and take care of your clothing.&nbsp; I am fully literate, and if you desire to simply have a conversation, then I would be happy to oblige."</strong><br><br>She finally paused here for a moment, pursing her lips a little, before she continued in an even softer tone.&nbsp; <strong>"I had also been told that I was to be your companion in all ways you may desire.&nbsp; I would like to have the opportunity to show you what I can do for you.&nbsp; I have been in several forms of massage.&nbsp; I have also been trained in the many ways in which I can give you pleasure."</strong>&nbsp; She felt her cheeks turn pink at this, which surprised her.&nbsp; She had never been embarrassed by the idea before, but now as she sat in front of the man whom she might be sharing such things with, she felt it for the first time along with a little excitement and hope.&nbsp; <strong>"I am a virgin, I have never touched a man in pleasure before, and I chose long ago not to pleasure myself so that the first time I felt it would be with my first Master."</strong><br><br>She kept her head down the entire time, tilted just far enough that he would be able to see her face and read her expression.&nbsp; But her eyes remained lowered, careful to never lift her gaze to meet his.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Love in Shalarieth(Rainsinger and Dramen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dramen</strong> on <strong>18-01-2010, 18:13:32</strong>
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				Sadron listened intently to Shaelyn speak. She had a wonderfully soft voice he noticed. She went through the standard things that a slave would be expected to do for her master. Nothing surprised him. Then she went through the sensual things she could do for her master. That didn’t surprise him either. He’d heard Cildur speak of such things that his slave girls had done for him. <br><br>Sadron sat back with a deep sigh. Shaelyn was a picture of beauty and it was the custom to do such things. He could imagine many things worse than getting pleasured by someone such as this. Still the thought of forcing someone to do something just for his pleasure didn’t sit right with him. Sadron had never been the type to enjoy forcing someone to do something. <br><br>But then again she wasn’t necessarily against doing things for him and bringing him pleasure. Sadron stopped his inner battles long enough to scold himself. How bad did he have it after all? Having to decide whether or not to accept a beautiful girl that wanted to do things for you? <br><br>He looked to her and reached out to touch and gently raise her chin so that she looked into his eyes. <strong>“Please never feel as if you have to avert your eyes from me. You have beautiful eyes.”</strong> <br><br>Sadron let the silence last just long enough to flutter the butterflies in his stomach. Then upon noticing the empty craving feeling in his stomach, knew what to do. <strong>“I have an idea. I’m starving how about you? Lets prepare something to eat? I think there are supplies here already. Shall we?”</strong><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Love in Shalarieth(Rainsinger and Dramen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rainsinger</strong> on <strong>18-01-2010, 18:27:05</strong>
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				As he touched her chin and lifted her gaze to meet his, she blushed again as his eyes met hers.&nbsp; But she smiled at his words.&nbsp; <strong>"Thank you Mast--"</strong> she stopped herself short, remembering what he said before.&nbsp; That would take a little getting used to, as she had always referred to those above her with some form of title.&nbsp; <strong>"Thank you, Sadron."</strong>&nbsp; She said his name a little timidly, but smiled again as she did so.<br><br>At his suggestion she nodded to him, and got to her feet.&nbsp; <strong>"If you could show me where everything is, I can have something delicious prepared for you in no time."</strong>&nbsp; She smiled brightly to him, seeming not to notice that she had missed his reference to preparing food for herself as well.&nbsp; She looked around the room again, taking note of any doors leading off this room besides the main entrance.&nbsp; She briefly wondered if they had delivered her belongings yet, having been told that they would do so.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Love in Shalarieth(Rainsinger and Dramen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dramen</strong> on <strong>18-01-2010, 18:49:20</strong>
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				<br>He saw her glancing around and realized she might be looking for a restroom or maybe a place to change clothes. What she had on couldn’t be the most comfortable thing to wear. <br><br>He walked from where she was and looked in each room looking for a chest of some kind. Cildur had said that the slave’s belongings were usually delivered in advance. In this case his brother would likely have given them passage into his quarters to deliver it. Finally he opened a room off the back corridor and there was a chest with a tag that read Shaelyn. <br><br>He turned to where she was,<strong> “I’m sorry, you must really want a chance of clothes.”</strong> Sadron looked at her again and at her clothes, his eyes sticking on her cleavage for seconds. <strong>“This surely isn’t the most comfortable thing to prepare food in. Your chest is in that room. You can change wherever. And you can remove the cuffs on your wrists and ankles as well.”</strong><br><br>He waited for a response planning to get the food ready for cooking while she changed.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Love in Shalarieth(Rainsinger and Dramen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rainsinger</strong> on <strong>18-01-2010, 22:08:12</strong>
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				As Sadron moved from room to room, Shaelyn followed quietly in his wake.&nbsp; She peered into each room as doors were opened, continuing to learn her way around.&nbsp; As another door opened she caught sight of the large chest containing her belongings, and smiled in relief.&nbsp; She knew it would have been delivered as promised, but it was still good to know it was there.<br><br>At his suggestion that she might want to change clothes, she was a little surprised.&nbsp; She considered for a moment, and then nodded.&nbsp; <strong>"Thank you, Sadron."</strong>&nbsp; She hadn't actually considered that he might offer her the chance to change, and wondered briefly if he wasn't pleased with her current outfit.&nbsp; But then she took what she had learned of him so far and realized that wasn't the case, she had seen the appreciation in his eyes.&nbsp; She realized that he simply wanted her to feel more comfortable.<br><br>She moved over to the large chest, which looked like a very large plain wooden box, standing on four short broad wooden blocks.&nbsp; It came nearly to her shoulders, and was two thirds as wide.&nbsp; Her nimble fingers unhooked the catch on front and two doors were freed to swing open.&nbsp; The contents of the chest, more like a wardrobe, were revealed to be a carefully divided space.&nbsp; One half contained a short bar with a number of outfits hung from wooden hangers, with a divided rack below for a small assortment of shoes.&nbsp; The other half was an assortment of drawers of various sizes.<br><br>She pulled open one drawer and slipped off her bracelets, setting them carefully into the drawer, followed by her earrings in another drawer.&nbsp; Then her fingers slid over her top and began to peel it away, baring her full breasts without embarrassment.&nbsp; If he had not already left her alone by this point, it became quite clear that she had no issue with being naked in front of him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Love in Shalarieth(Rainsinger and Dramen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dramen</strong> on <strong>18-01-2010, 22:27:36</strong>
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				Sadron stood transfixed. He’d tried to make himself leave but he waited too late. The last time he turned around he saw Shaelyn’s bare shoulders and back as she lowered her top. From that point on he didn’t move. From her silky hair to her shoulders down to the start of her bottom, she was stunning. Sadron found himself unable to keep himself from staring. <br><br>He didn’t know at this point even if she knew he was watching or not. As she continued to undress Sadron suddenly realized that he had turned square to her now. He was even moving towards her.<br><br><strong>“Stunning,”</strong> the word came out of his mouth of its own volition as he slowly walked towards her still undressing form.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Love in Shalarieth(Rainsinger and Dramen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rainsinger</strong> on <strong>18-01-2010, 23:02:25</strong>
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				Shaelyn had long since learned to be comfortable naked in front of anyone, as she had been told that there were some Masters who preferred their pets to be naked rather then closed most of the time.&nbsp; She hadn't given it a second thought when Sadron had suggested she might like to change.&nbsp; But as she set aside her top and reached for the clasp of her skirt, she heard him moving behind her, and heard him speak.&nbsp; The single word seemed to come from a man in awe, and she turned in surprise.<br><br>His expression made her stomach flutter, and she flushed a little in a sort of embarrassed pleasure.&nbsp; She liked the way he was looking at her.&nbsp; She had seen men looking at her that way before, but this was different.&nbsp; She belonged to Sadron in a way she had never belonged to anyone else who had looked at her that way.&nbsp; Thus she found herself responding in a way she hadn't expected.<br><br>She hesitated for a moment as she considered her next move.&nbsp; Turn to him and... what?&nbsp; Offer herself to him?&nbsp; Offer to let him come and touch her, to get to know his new slave?&nbsp; It was a highly tempting idea, but at the same time she didn't want to seem too forward and eager.&nbsp; Yes, she was looking forward to feeling his hands on her body, and exploring his in return.&nbsp; But in the brief time she had spent with him she had sensed that this was to be a different relationship then she might have expected.&nbsp; So far he had not shown overt dominance over her as most men might have displayed.&nbsp; She decided she wanted to let him decide what would happen, and not push her own ideas into the situation.<br><br>So she offered him a timid smile of appreciation, and turned again to her previous task.&nbsp; In the process she decided she would put on a subtle display for him, and allow him to see what he had to look forward to.&nbsp; She unhooked the skirt and slid it down her hips, baring her rounded bottom to him.&nbsp; She leaned over then to unclasp her shoes, her legs parted just far enough to give him a glimpse of her smooth pink sex at the apex of her thighs.&nbsp; Her full breasts were well proportioned for her size, and tipped with pert dusky pink nipples.&nbsp; They swayed slightly as she leaned over to remove her shoes.&nbsp; Stepping out of them, she picked them up and slipped them into the rack under the hanging clothes.<br><br>She had been taught how to dance and strip for her Master, to put her body on display for him.&nbsp; She wasn't dancing now, but she was using some of the same techniques in a subtle manner.&nbsp; Holding herself so that her bottom thrust out a little, while her chest thrust forward a bit.&nbsp; The effect was subtle, but clearly there as she let him get a full view of her.&nbsp; Now naked, she began to pick out her new outfit while she waited to see what he would do.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Love in Shalarieth(Rainsinger and Dramen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dramen</strong> on <strong>19-01-2010, 04:02:17</strong>
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				Sadron's blood was pumping at record levels as he watched the subtle yet effecting way Shaelyn was moving for him. Her round nice bottom was inviting and as she bent over to remove her shoes, she was even more inviting. He could hear his heart pumping in his ears as she rose back up again. He didn't think or pause for a second. She was looking for something else to wear but he knew she wouldn't get that far just yet. <br><br>Sadron walked up and placed a hand on her shoulder. Shaelyn glanced back around at him with big beautiful eyes. It happened slowly and in an instant. His hand rose to her cheek and directed her mouth up to his. Their lips met in a swirl of emotion. Together at first and then separate followed by their tongues exploring each others mouths. The kiss seemed to last forever.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Love in Shalarieth(Rainsinger and Dramen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rainsinger</strong> on <strong>19-01-2010, 05:26:08</strong>
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				Shaelyn was not surprised as Sadron approached her from behind and placed his hand on her shoulder, turning her to face him.&nbsp; What did surprise her was the expression in his eyes.&nbsp; She saw desire, yes.&nbsp; Lust even.&nbsp; But there was more there then mere lust, and it was that which made her breath catch.&nbsp; There was a yearning look there, one she couldn't explain, and she had never before seen in any man no matter how much he may have lusted after her body.<br><br>His hands didn't immediately move to caress her body, as other men may have done.&nbsp; He cupped her cheek gently and lifted her gaze up to his.&nbsp; Then she felt his mouth descending on hers, and her heart seemed to stop.&nbsp; She went very still as his lips moved against hers, and in the next moment she responded to his urgent kiss.&nbsp; Her lips parted of their own accord, and she tasted his tongue against hers, felt their tongues twine together in deep exploration.&nbsp; She give a soft whimper as the sensation of his kiss seemed to make her head spin.&nbsp; She leaned into him for support, drinking in his kiss, as her slender arms reached up to twine around his shoulders.&nbsp; Her fingers slid into his hair, twining gently, and she molded herself against him.<br><br>Somehow, her training hadn't prepared her for this.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Love in Shalarieth(Rainsinger and Dramen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dramen</strong> on <strong>19-01-2010, 16:58:21</strong>
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				Sadron’s head swam with desire and need. He needed to move his hands down Shaelyn’s back and over her bottom. He straightened without breaking the kiss and removed his shirt. That was all the separation he could take and he swept her up in a gentle lift and kissed her even more deeply. <br><br>Somewhere in his mind Sadron was telling himself to think about this and to stop. He needed to consider what he would do and what the plan would be for this girl. She had been given as his slave. He needed to consider what all that meant and how he would treat her. Sadron should be getting to know her likes and dislikes so that he could treat his servant as she should be treated. <br><br>Yet he didn’t stop. He didn’t consider anything. His only conscious thought was that he had never felt this level of desire and want for anyone or anything ever. Her legs wrapped around him and they turned in a circle. His embrace of her tightened and his lip fell to tug on her earlobe and then down to kiss her neck. <br><br>Sadron Mithlaiel was a Prince of royal breed and blood. He was second in line for the high throne of Shalarieth. Yet he had never in his life felt the emotional high that he felt now. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Love in Shalarieth(Rainsinger and Dramen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rainsinger</strong> on <strong>19-01-2010, 17:45:02</strong>
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				Shaelyn had once been told by her mentor that no matter how hard she trained, her first experience with her first Master would be like nothing she'd imagined.&nbsp; Despite that advice, she'd spent many hours imagining what it would be like.&nbsp; She had imagined him drawing her close and ordering her to pleasure him.&nbsp; She had pictured herself lowering his pants and seeing him aroused for the first time, sliding her hands over his arousal and tasting him.&nbsp; She had imagined fulfilling his wishes, and placing her own on desire on hold until the time was right, until she was certain he had been satisfied.<br><br>Sadron was blowing away all of her expectations.<br><br>As he removed his shirt, she slid one hand from around his shoulder to slide her palm over his chest.&nbsp; She drank in his urgent kiss, matching it with her own, while her fingers slid blindly over his chest to explore the lines of his muscles.&nbsp; When he lifted her up against him, his kiss deepening, she made a soft mewling sound of happiness, and her slender legs automatically twined around his hips, allowing herself to be carried away.&nbsp; Her legs twined tightly around him, so her body pressed firmly against his.&nbsp; She could feel her nipples beginning to ache as they pressed against the heat of his chest, the friction of their skin against each other causing them to tighten.<br><br>She felt like there was something different about this, even stranger then what she might have expected originally.&nbsp; It took a minute for her to realize what the difference was.&nbsp; She imagined this would be how it felt when a lover embraced her, not just a man who owned her as his slave, but a man who desired her beyond merely the physical pleasures of her body.&nbsp; She sensed that he desired more from her, perhaps a bond on an emotional level as well.&nbsp; She felt it, too.&nbsp; There was something about him that drew her to him, not just physically, but mentally and emotionally as well.&nbsp; Despite the fact that they barely knew one another, she sensed something different about him and longed to know more.<br><br>But for the moment it seemed that any discussion about it would wait.&nbsp; As his lips moved to her earlobe, she shivered and gave a sigh of pleasure, never realizing how sensitive her ears were, before.&nbsp; The sensation of his lips tugging seemed to be sending little tremors through her body.&nbsp; Her fingers on his chest found his nipple, and she ran her fingertips over it before giving it a gentle little tug.&nbsp; Her other hand continued to twine gently in his golden hair, while her head arched to one side to give him greater access to her ear and throat.&nbsp; She felt her body beginning to respond, a dull ache beginning to grow in her sex, which was becoming quite damp as he carried her away.<br><br><strong>"Master Sadron..."</strong>&nbsp; Though she had reverted back to referring to him as her Master, this time the words seemed to carry much greater meaning.&nbsp; It was the sound a woman might make when calling to her lover, pleading with him to sate her hunger.&nbsp; It was a term of affection and endearment greater then merely calling to him by name alone.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Love in Shalarieth(Rainsinger and Dramen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dramen</strong> on <strong>19-01-2010, 20:15:19</strong>
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				Sadron was lost in Shaelyn and she in him. He loved the feel of her hands in his hair. It was driving him mad with pleasure. The ache in his manhood seemed to call for her sex. <br><br><strong>“Master Sadron.”</strong><br><br>The words that Shaelyn had said not long before came this time with a different meaning. He didn’t know what exactly but this time when she said Master, it was different. It was more personal somehow. And it had driven Sadron even farther into what must be madness he surely thought. He took her over to the bed in the room and laid her down gently. His hands explored her thighs and stomach as his lips enclosed her nipple. He kept moving upward until it was his hands running through her hair while they kissed deeply. He let his hands pinch her nipples and then massage then lightly. <br><br>This surely must be the best he had ever felt in his life he thought as they continued to explore each other’s bodies. Suddenly a whimper escaped Shaelyn and Sadron looked at her. Her eyes were closed and her mouth slightly open as her hips slowly rocked against him. Something about it made Sadron stop. He lifted his head up and said, <strong>“Wait.” </strong><br><br>It was almost a whisper by the time it came out but it did the job. Shaelyn’s eyes now were looking up at him in question. He found his fist balled up to the side as if his own body was angry at him for stopping. Hell even he was angry at him for stopping. <br><br><strong>“Shaelyn,”</strong> he paused looking for words that weren’t there. Finally he knew he had to just talk, <strong>“Shaelyn I can’t.”</strong> He found to his surprise that he also couldn’t make himself look at her. Finally he managed to force himself to look her in the eyes. <strong>“I mean I want to. I don’t think I’ve ever wanted anything more in fact. But I don’t know at all. It,”</strong> he looked again for words, <strong>“It wouldn’t be fair or respectful to you. I just… I can’t. Not yet.”</strong><br><br>He held out his hand to help her up off of the bed. <strong>“You are so incredibly beautiful. I’m so sorry. I hope you can forgive me for getting so carried away.”</strong> He looked deeply into her eyes once more and thought of how bad he wanted to finish what they started. He figured she wanted to as well. Leaning down he kissed her lightly, <strong>“Soon.”</strong> He hoped the simple word would say what his heart wanted her to know.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Love in Shalarieth(Rainsinger and Dramen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rainsinger</strong> on <strong>19-01-2010, 21:37:13</strong>
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				As Sadron carried her to his bed and laid her down, she felt as though she were sinking into it's soft depths, as his hands roamed over her body.&nbsp; Her thighs parted of their own free will as his hands caressed them.&nbsp; Her stomach fluttered at his touch.&nbsp; When his lips found her aching nipple and enclosed around it, she gave a soft cry of pleasure.&nbsp; Her back arched and her nipple tightened into a hard knot under his lips and tongue.&nbsp; Then he released her breast and moved upwards, and his mouth found hers again in a deep, hungry kiss.<br><br>She shivered as his fingers took the place of his mouth on her breast, pinching and tugging gently on her nipples.&nbsp; As their tongues twined again, she slid her hands down his back, caressing along his spine, pulling him closer to her.&nbsp; Every touch of his hands, the feel of his body against hers, and their passionate kiss was filling Shaelyn with an aching hunger.&nbsp; She parted her thighs further, raising her knees so his hips were cradled between her own.&nbsp; It was when her throbbing sex pressed against his groin and felt his swelling manhood pressing back against her that she shivered hard and gave a soft, hungry cry.<br><br>As he lifted his head and spoke, she shivered deeply and then opened her eyes, looking up at him in confusion.&nbsp; She had a slightly dazed look, a look of deep hunger, and she couldn't understand why he was stopping.&nbsp; She didn't want him to stop!<br><br>But then he began to speak, and she could see the serious expression in his eyes.&nbsp; She could tell how much it was costing him to force himself to stop, that it was almost agony for him to do so.&nbsp; As he spoke, her confusion shifted and altered into amazement.&nbsp; He wanted to be respectful to her?&nbsp; The very idea left her speechless.&nbsp; She was a slave, a woman that was meant to be used for his own pleasure.&nbsp; She had learned long ago that she was not to expect the same treatment that most women might be given.&nbsp; Respect was something she'd learned not to look for.&nbsp; She belonged to him now, and he had every right to force himself onto her and take his pleasure from her body.&nbsp; Not only was it his right, she had eagerly anticipated it.<br><br>But now he was climbing off of her, and she could see the tension in his body, how hard it had been to force himself to stop.&nbsp; She could feel her own body protesting against the notion, but her years of training and self control came into play now.&nbsp; She wouldn't plead with him to continue.&nbsp; Not just because it was against her nature.&nbsp; But she sensed that something was developing between her and Sadron that would move well beyond the typical relationship between a Slave and her Master.<br><br>Slowly she got to her feet, visibly trembling.&nbsp; But the expression in her eyes was serenity.&nbsp; She felt the need to reassure him, and she stepped close to him, reaching up with fingers that still trembled lightly, and caressed his cheeks.&nbsp; <strong>"You are not at all what I would have ever expected from my first Master.&nbsp; Most men would not have given it a second thought, and would recklessly claim their prize.&nbsp; I..."</strong> she hesitated for a moment then, her gaze lowering briefly.&nbsp; She wanted to say something about how she was feeling, about the fact it seemed their relationship would be very different from what she would have expected.&nbsp; But she didn't want to seem to make any assumptions either.&nbsp; She decided it was best to keep these thoughts in her heart, and to wait and see what the future held.<br><br>Looking back up at him she smiled softly, reassuring.&nbsp; <strong>"I have had years of practice in controlling my own needs.&nbsp; I deeply appreciate your consideration, Master Sadron."</strong>&nbsp; Again the words carried deeper meaning then they had the first time she had spoken them.&nbsp; <strong>"I will wait until you are certain, and hope that one day soon we can share what we started here today."</strong><br><br>Then she leaned up and brushed her lips against his tenderly, in a kiss that seemed calming somehow rather than one to incite passion.&nbsp; Then she stepped back a little, pulling her hands back to clasp them in front of her.&nbsp; Her arousal was still evident in her body, but it was also clearly coming under her control.&nbsp; <strong>"Would you like me to go and get dressed now, Master Sadron?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Love in Shalarieth(Rainsinger and Dramen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dramen</strong> on <strong>20-01-2010, 02:50:39</strong>
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				The words Shaelyn spoke were no less than the perfect thing that he needed to hear at that moment. He soaked her words in and knew that it would be soon when they proceeded with what they started. When didn't matter but he just couldn't have continued tonight. It might have changed the way he saw her and the way he treated her. It could have meant he'd be more of a Master and she more of a pleasure slave. At the end of it all Sadron just couldn't take that chance. <br><br>"Yes Shaelyn, please continue getting dressed. I will put on a different shirt myself and meet you in the other room." After he finished talking, he stood there and looked at her for many seconds. She still was disrobed but he was looking in her eyes. There was something different about her eyes that just made his heart skip when he saw her. <br><br>Finally he turned and left. As he grabbed a shirt and buttoned it, he thought of what had just happened. He might have turned down the most passionate night of love making that he would have ever had. The sad part Sadron thought was that given the choice he would have stopped again. Whatever was going on here between himself and Shaelyn could be great or could not. Sadron knew he owed it to her and to himself to find out which. <br><br>He walked into the other room and waited for her to come out to join him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Love in Shalarieth(Rainsinger and Dramen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rainsinger</strong> on <strong>20-01-2010, 03:35:49</strong>
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				Shaelyn bowed her head for a moment, acknowledgment of his directions, and then looked up again.&nbsp; He continued to meet her gaze for several seconds, and she felt as though she could see some of her own thoughts reflected back in his eyes.&nbsp; Unless she was mistaken she thought that he too could sense that there would be something different about their relationship.<br><br>Then he turned to depart, and she returned to her abandoned wardrobe.&nbsp; Before he had carried her away to his bed, she had been considering wearing something to entice him, something revealing and sexy.&nbsp; But now it seemed like it would be the wrong thing to do.&nbsp; It felt like it would ruin what had just passed between them.&nbsp; So she started over again, picking through her clothing to find the right outfit.<br><br>The trouble was, nearly everything she had was designed to show off her body and make her more attractive.&nbsp; Even clothing that was sturdier and meant to be worked in was more revealing then what most women might wear.&nbsp; In the end she pulled on a light chemise, the sleeves ending just below her elbows with an elastic band.&nbsp; The front could be laced up or left open, opening down to the middle of her stomach.&nbsp; She laced it up to just above her breasts, wearing nothing beneath.<br><br>She then pulled on a dark blue satin girdle, which cinched tightly but comfortably around her slender waist, and pushed her breasts up a bit with a bit of support beneath, without covering them.&nbsp; She added a pale blue skirt which fell to her ankles and flared out around her just a little bit.&nbsp; She decided to go without shoes for the time being, as she didn't expect Sadron would be taking her anywhere today.&nbsp; She did put on a pair of smaller silver hoops to replace the larger ones she had taken off earlier.&nbsp; The three hoops she now wore on either ear were ideal for day to day wear, accentuating her ears, while servicing to keep the holes from closing.<br><br>Her hair remained caught up in it's arrangement, though now a bit more tousled then it had been previously.&nbsp; She still wore the leather and silver filigree collar about her throat as well.&nbsp; The collar was the greatest mark of her enslavement, and some Masters would kill their slaves if they ever dared to remove it.&nbsp; But beyond the darker aspects of it, she personally quite enjoyed wearing the collar.&nbsp; For her it was a mark of honor, for the design of the collar was customized for the owner.&nbsp; Before today the collars she had worn had mostly been made of simple leather.&nbsp; This collar had been specially made for Prince Sadron as well as herself.&nbsp; She wondered briefly if he would wish to remove it, and decided she would try and explain it's meaning if she had the chance.&nbsp; She quite liked the idea of wearing her Master Sadron's collar...<br><br>Closing the doors on her wardrobe, she stepped lightly down the hall and back into the sitting room where they had been originally.&nbsp; She moved to stand to one side of Sadron, slightly in front of him, with her hands clasped in front of her.&nbsp; <strong>"Would you like me to prepare us something to eat now, Master Sadron?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Love in Shalarieth(Rainsinger and Dramen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dramen</strong> on <strong>20-01-2010, 16:47:59</strong>
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				Shaelyn emerged from the room and looked wonderful again. Sadron wondered briefly if she could look anything other than beautiful even if she tried to. He doubted it. She came near to where he was and he noticed her still wearing her collar. He thought she might remove it once she removed the bracelets but she hadn't. Surely she didn't view herself a slave still? He made a mental note to ask her about it when the time was right. <br><br>When she asked about preparing something for them to eat, an idea came to him. <strong>"No. I want both of us to prepare something to eat."</strong> He waited to see what reaction she gave and then added, <strong>"I haven't done much cooking for myself because of my position in the Royal Family, but I think I'd like to learn. Why don't you tell me what to do and I'll do it."</strong><br><br>He'd always wondered how the chefs prepared food and such as that. This was a fun opportunity to learn. And anyway, it couldn't be too hard.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Love in Shalarieth(Rainsinger and Dramen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rainsinger</strong> on <strong>20-01-2010, 21:19:15</strong>
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				Shaelyn blinked a little in surprise at Sadron's suggestion, and then smiled happily.&nbsp; It reminded her of the times she had spent teaching the younger enslaved children how to cook and clean, a task which she had always enjoyed.&nbsp; <strong>"I would love to teach you what I know, Master Sadron."</strong>&nbsp; Then she looked around the chambers, and with his assistance, she began to locate things they might need to start cooking.<br><br>In a small chamber just off the sitting room, she found a small kitchen prep area.&nbsp; It was generally used by servants preparing meals for the Prince and any guests he may have.&nbsp; As most of the cooking was usually done down in the Kitchens, this are was mostly used to put the finishing touches on dishes and plate them.&nbsp; But it had enough space and tools to create a small meal for the two of them.&nbsp; She found a few potatoes and carrots in a small wooden box, and set them on the counter.&nbsp; <strong>"I think we can make a stew, if you would like?&nbsp; I can run down to the Kitchens and ask the Cook for a bit of meat.&nbsp; Does that sound alright to you?"</strong><br><br>He agreed, and she pulled out a cooking pot and a knife.&nbsp; <strong>"While I run to the Kitchens, would you like to get started?"</strong>&nbsp; She then showed him how to begin peeling the potatoes with a small knife.&nbsp; She showed him how to cut the carrots in half so they would lay flat on the cutting board, then dice them into bite sized pieces.&nbsp; She had seen powerful warriors struggle with these simple tasks, adept at running people through with swords, they struggled with the basics of handling a knife in the kitchen.&nbsp; She wondered briefly how Sadron would do with the task.<br><br>Leaving him with the potatoes and carrots, Shaelyn put on a pair of light slippers, and headed down to the Kitchens.&nbsp; As she left Sadron's chambers, she easily slipped back into the mannerisms more suited to her station.&nbsp; Keeping her head bowed and her hands clasped in front of her, she moved quickly without running.&nbsp; She was struck by the difference she felt already, being out of Sadron's presence, and surrounded once again by people who would expect her to behave as she always had.&nbsp; She had time to muse about the difference, as she found her way to the Kitchens and spoke to someone in charge.&nbsp; When she explained who it was for, they gave her a small packet of fresh beef and a small pot of spices, along with a few stems of celery.&nbsp; She curtsied gratefully to them, and headed back to Sadron's chambers.<br><br>As she re-entered his sitting room, she felt a sense of happiness as the need to carefully school her features for the sake of others was lifted from her.&nbsp; Slipping off her shoes again, she went back to where Sadron was working, to check on his progress.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Love in Shalarieth(Rainsinger and Dramen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dramen</strong> on <strong>20-01-2010, 22:18:45</strong>
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				Sadron was really focusing on the potatoes. The carrots had gone quickly enough, though all of the cuts weren’t just right. The potatoes however were being more difficult. Each time he tried to peel one, the little knife slipped and nearly cut himself. This was the first time he had cooked completely on his own though. All in all he felt good about his progress. Of course he only had on potato done and a few to go. <br><br>He heard the door and made sure it was her. Upon seeing that it was, he did slice into his hand just a bit. He shook it but it wasn’t bad. He bit it and sucked it to lessen the pain some and made a curious gesture with his eyebrows. <strong>“Well,”</strong> he said looking at his finger, <strong>“I got one of them done.” </strong><br><br>She offered to bandage his finger but he refused. It wasn’t bad anyway. Shaelyn was gracious enough to offer to finish peeling the potatoes. He was smart enough to let her. They went on and had fun cooking. Sadron thought this must be what normal Elves felt like when preparing a meal.<br><br>Shortly they found themselves sitting at the table and eating. <strong>“Oh my! This is very good! So Shaelyn, how does it feel to sit at a <em>Royal</em> table?”</strong> He said Royal in a way that was making fun of it. After all the Royal family were just Elves too when it came down to it.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Love in Shalarieth(Rainsinger and Dramen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rainsinger</strong> on <strong>21-01-2010, 19:37:29</strong>
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				As they worked together to finish completing the meal, Shaelyn found herself giving more thought to the position she now found herself in.&nbsp; While her years of training were now far too ingrained in her mannerisms and personality to change, she felt much different with Sadron then she'd ever felt before.&nbsp; She would never be able to forget that he was a Prince and that she belonged to him as his Slave.&nbsp; However, beyond the titles, he felt more like a friend or companion.&nbsp; She found herself smiling more then she ever had before, and even laughing a bit.&nbsp; She met his gaze more often then she could recall ever before with anyone else in her life.&nbsp; She found herself forgetting that she was his slave, forgetting that he wasn't someone she was supposed to be subservient too.<br><br>As they sat down to eat together, she smiled at his compliment.&nbsp; At his question. she tilted her head to one side appearing thoughtful, as she considered her response.&nbsp; <strong>"Considering you do not act much like a Royal yourself, I don't know that I can say how it feels to sit at a Royal table!"</strong>&nbsp; After the words came from her lips, she suddenly worried briefly that he may take offense at her words, as some might consider them a criticism of his Title, and ducked her head with a faint blush.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Love in Shalarieth(Rainsinger and Dramen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dramen</strong> on <strong>22-01-2010, 04:54:05</strong>
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				Sadron listened and thought. She was right he wasn't Royalty. Not really. He noticed her head down, <strong>"Oh don't feel bad about that Shaelyn. I am actually well aware that I don't act like my Father and my Brother. The thing is that I am very proud of it! I didn't ask to be a Prince. Don't get me wrong it has it's pluses and I know how to take advantage of them. But overall I go out of my way to be normal. Thats who I am. I am not Prince Sadron Shaelyn. I am just Sadron and I'm proud of it."</strong><br><br>He wore a happy expression to let her know that it was all okay and that she hadn't upset him,<strong> "So, what's next?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Love in Shalarieth(Rainsinger and Dramen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rainsinger</strong> on <strong>24-01-2010, 20:24:15</strong>
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				Shaelyn returned his smile, while at the same time she considered his response carefully.&nbsp; It explained a great deal about the differences she had noticed about him, and she filed his response away in her mind to add to what she had learned already.<br><br>She glanced down at the table at his question, at the remnants of their meal, and her first response was to begin gathering the dishes.&nbsp; <strong>"I will clean this up for you, Master Sadron."</strong>&nbsp; She moved towards him to pick up his bowl as well.&nbsp; <strong>"How do you normally spend your evening?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Love in Shalarieth(Rainsinger and Dramen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dramen</strong> on <strong>25-01-2010, 13:18:05</strong>
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				<strong>"I usually spend most evenings alone working on something or just trying to entertain myself in some way. Sometimes there are family things that I have to attend, which I am not fond of. Don't get me wrong I am proud also of my rich royal heritage. I just don't always agree with the way my father runs his kingdom."</strong> He rose and subconsciously started helping clean up the table.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Love in Shalarieth(Rainsinger and Dramen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rainsinger</strong> on <strong>25-01-2010, 17:52:02</strong>
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				Shaelyn smiled softly as he rose and helped her clear the table, and they worked side by side together as they cleaned up after themselves.&nbsp; It still felt a little strange to Shaelyn to have Sadron working at her side, instead of letting her do the work for him.&nbsp; It was the role she had trained for, to take care of the menial tasks while allowing her Master to relax.&nbsp; She was quite willing to do the tasks.&nbsp; But having him at her side made the task go much quicker then it would have normally.<br><br>The rest of the evening passed comfortably.&nbsp; Sadron stirred up the fire in the hearth, and sat down on a plush couch in front of it.&nbsp; She automatically knelt on the floor beside him, her knees tucked together and her bottom resting on her heels, in the position she'd been accustomed to for years.&nbsp; However, Sadron touched his finger under her chin, lifting her gaze to his, and smiled as he suggested she could sit down next to him.&nbsp; It felt strange to her, again, but she got up from the floor and settled onto the couch beside him, leaning against her side a bit.<br><br>They spent the evening talking together and getting to know more about one another.&nbsp; She found it very easy to talk to Sadron, and told him more about her life in slavery, the fact that her Mother and Father had both been slaves, and she had been born into the life.&nbsp; She could tell he didn't like hearing about the way she had been raised, and she felt an odd need to defend her parents and those who had raised her.&nbsp; She couldn't explain why, except that she had always lived that way and had long ago learned to accept it.&nbsp; She hadn't known any other way to live.<br><br>Her first night there she slept in the same room where her Wardrobe had been left, on a small, simple, but comfortable bed.&nbsp; She woke up quite early the next morning, and seeing that he wasn't awake yet, she set about preparing breakfast for him.&nbsp; She knew he would likely have duties to attend, and she wanted to make certain he had a good meal and a good start to his day.&nbsp; She picked out clothes for him to wear when he woke, and when he did get out of bed he found them waiting, along with a hot breakfast of sausage, bacon, eggs, and fresh toast.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Love in Shalarieth(Rainsinger and Dramen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dramen</strong> on <strong>25-01-2010, 19:24:53</strong>
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				Sadron woke up at his normal time. He didn’t even need something to wake him after all of his years of Royal Family Training. His body was just trained to get up at just the right time every day. Today was a bit different though as he saw clothes waiting for him and smelled some wonderful breakfast from the other room. <br><br>After putting his clothes on, he had eaten what Shaelyn had cooked for him. They sat and talked for a while before he had to go. There were court meetings and things that he was required to attend on nearly a daily basis, and today was no different. Shaelyn had asked if he would like her to restock the kitchen while he was gone and that had seemed fine with him. She was a wonderful cook after all. For someone who never liked royal dinners much anyway, her cooking threatened to make him scarce for all future such outings.<br><br>It didn’t take long to see that it was going to be a normal day around Prince Cildur and King Elion. He sometimes disliked such meetings and functions and other times hated them with a passion. It was so obvious that Cildur would do anything that the King asked and do anything to please him. It increasingly made Sadron sicker each time he saw it. Cildur was the Heir to the throne. He already had everything in place that anyone could ever dream of. Yet he still acted as a puppet to the King. And then there was the King himself. His father, Elion the King of Shalarieth, ran and ruled a kingdom that stunk of abuse of power. And though Sadron was closer to the people and even looked more like the King in stature than Cildur, there was nothing he could do in effect to change the way it was.<br><br>After his duties were done there, Sadron instantly felt better as he started heading back to his quarters. <strong>“Sadron! Sadron wait!”</strong> He spun at the sound of his big brother’s voice. Big brother in name and birthright only, he thought as Cildur walked up to him. He was the big Prince but he wasn’t close to the physical size that Sadron was. He stood a full five inches shorter and while he was in shape, he wasn’t near as broad in the shoulders as Sadron was. Sadron thought again as his brother went on talking about something he didn’t care about, he looked more like their Father while Cildur acted more like him. Truth be told, Sadron was larger than both of them. But size didn’t matter in the kingdom ruled by his Father’s iron fist. <br><strong><br>“How do you like your little slave?”</strong> Cildur asked with a smile after he had finished talking about everything else. Sadron got the feeling however that this was the real reason he had stopped him to begin with. Knowing how his brother thought, Sadron only waved his hand in dismissal and walked away. He might not be able to do that one day when Cildur became King, but he could do it now. <br><br>Upon arriving back home he smelled an aroma in the kitchen and noticed that Shaelyn had prepared food again. And once again it smelled wonderful. They sat and ate while talking and laughing. Sadron told her about his irritation over the way Elion and Cildur ran the kingdom. She listened and cared. That was more than most could ask for. They shared a gentle kiss goodnight and went to separate bedrooms. Sadron stared at the ceiling before falling asleep and wondered how he could have gotten so lucky. He wondered briefly after how many Princes would consider dinner with a slave girl lucky instead of a right. He pondered it as he dreamed.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Love in Shalarieth(Rainsinger and Dramen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rainsinger</strong> on <strong>25-01-2010, 19:52:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The day had been peaceful for Shaelyn.&nbsp; She spent the morning tidying up Sadron's chambers, going from room to room, cleaning up whenever she saw something that could use it.&nbsp; It was clear to her that the servants of the castle normally kept Sadron's chambers organized for him, but as they had not made an appearance today she figured they would be leaving the matter to her now.&nbsp; It suited her fine, and gave her something to keep herself busy.<br><br>It seemed that Sadron was enjoying having his meals in the privacy of his chambers, those she had prepared for him, rather than dining in the court.&nbsp; So she decided she would stock up the pantry a bit more.&nbsp; She made her way down to the kitchens and introduced herself to the head cook.&nbsp; She explained to him what she needed, and he seemed suspicious at first.&nbsp; He questioned her more intently about her request, and her answers seemed to please him.&nbsp; By the end of their conversation he seemed to be quite taken with her, and happy to help.<br><br>So she returned to Sadron's chambers not only with a parcel of more food, but one of the kitchen assistants had accompanied her with a crate containing more cooking implements which would come in handy.&nbsp; After leaving her with the crate, he returned to the kitchens, and she busied herself getting everything organized.&nbsp; She would still need to make regular trips down to the kitchen for fresh food, but now that she had made her needs known she felt confident that she would have no difficulties providing the Prince with regular, delicious meals.<br><br>The evening passed much as it had her first night, as they shared the meal and spent the evening talking together.&nbsp; It seemed like everything he told her offered a bit more insight into the type of man he was, and she found herself growing more and more fond of Prince Sadron.&nbsp; She also began to feel a strong sense of pride that she belonged to him, even if he didn't treat her like a typical slave.&nbsp; Every time she referred to him as 'Master Sadron', the words carried deep meaning beyond the typical title.<br><br>When he kissed her goodnight, she felt a little thrill and a bit of longing, and resisted the urge to ask if she could stay with him.&nbsp; It wasn't her place to make such a request, and she was quite content with how things were between them.&nbsp; She felt confident that in time their relationship would deepen.&nbsp; While she was looking forward to becoming more intimate with him, and continuing what they had started her first day with him, she was also grateful to him that he was biding his time.<br><br>The following days passed much the same as her first full day with him.&nbsp; She naturally woke early, and made sure his clothing was ready for him before starting breakfast.&nbsp; Sometimes he would wake early and join her in preparing breakfast, which they would then eat together before he had to leave to tend to his duties.&nbsp; Each day she spent primarily in his chambers, though she made regular visits to the Kitchens, she also began to visit other areas of the castle to tend to her duties as his Slave.&nbsp; And each day that passed she felt herself becoming more and more fond of her Prince.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Love in Shalarieth(Rainsinger and Dramen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dramen</strong> on <strong>26-01-2010, 22:58:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				With each passing day Sadron grew more and more fond of Shaelyn, and more frustrated with his family. Cildur must have asked every single day now about how his 'little slave' was in bed or some other rude comment. It was all too much. Sadron should have expected it truthfully but it was all very frustrating. Thankfully each night was as wonderful as the day was frustrating. Shaelyn's company made it worth while. Sometimes it was a back massage and sometimes it was a long kiss. Sometimes it was only a nice long conversation. It was clear to him now that it was only a short matter of time before their relationship took a big step forward. This night ended with a great passionate kiss and softly whispered good nights. He fell asleep with a smile on his face as he dreamed again of a great future.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Love in Shalarieth(Rainsinger and Dramen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rainsinger</strong> on <strong>27-01-2010, 06:35:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Each evening as Sadron returned to his quarters, Shaelyn could see the strain he was feeling.&nbsp; She commiserated with him as he shared some of it, and did her best to ease his anxiety and stress.&nbsp; She found herself unexpectedly grateful for her training, for entirely different reasons then what she would have expected.&nbsp; She cared about Sadron, though she hadn't been with him long, she cared more deeply for him then she could have ever imagined feeling for a man who was simply her Master.&nbsp; Certainly she knew she never could have cared for Cildur as she cared for Sadron, had fate dealt her a different hand.<br><br>She was growing to truly enjoy her new place in life, caring for Sadron's needs, and making his life easier.&nbsp; And his thoughtfulness and kindness made it all the more worthwhile.&nbsp; She didn't think as much about when he would allow her to share his bed, for it began to matter less to her.&nbsp; But that did not stop her from looking forward to saying good night, and the kiss they shared each night before going to their separate beds.&nbsp; With each passing day, his kiss deepened, beginning with a soft kiss, and growing more and more into a deep, loving, passionate kiss.&nbsp; Eventually it grew to the point that they would twine their arms around one another, their tongues curling around each other, as they kissed deeply.<br><br>After one particularly heated kiss, Shaelyn retired to her rooms feeling a particular longing to continue their kiss.&nbsp; But she changed into her thin shift, a filmy white material floating about her slender body like a cloud, and climbed into her bed.&nbsp; It didn't take long for her to drift into a deep sleep, as she thought about the evening she had shared with Sadron, and how happy she felt with him.<br><br>It was late in the night when something stirred her from her deep sleep.&nbsp; She mumbled something unintelligible as she turned over in her bed, opening her eyes blearily to look around.&nbsp; She wasn't truly conscience of what she was thinking, or her actions.&nbsp; She was only partially awake, and seemed to be acting on some deeper instinct rather than coherent thought.&nbsp; Slowly she sat up in bed, and pushed back the covers.&nbsp; The fire in her grate had died down to flickering embers.&nbsp; Getting to her feet, she shuffled out of her room and down the short hallway towards Sadron's room.<br><br>If she had been more awake, she couldn't have explained her actions.&nbsp; But she felt a deep longing to be closer to Sadron.&nbsp; Somehow she didn't feel right sleeping away from him, and ached to feel his warmth.&nbsp; She opened his door a little and peered inside.&nbsp; He lay motionless in his large bed, the curtains around the heavy bed pulled back to show him sleeping deeply beneath his thick covers.&nbsp; She pushed the door behind her closed quietly, and slipped silently over to his bed.<br><br>His back was to her, and lifting the covers a bit, she slid into his bed, moving carefully to try not to wake him.&nbsp; Once under the covers, she eased herself closer to him, her hands reaching out to press gently against his back.&nbsp; Then she snuggled herself closer to him, pressing her body gently against his back, her legs curling up against his.&nbsp; She let out a soft sigh of contentment, as suddenly her world seemed perfectly alright again.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Love in Shalarieth(Rainsinger and Dramen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dramen</strong> on <strong>28-01-2010, 03:59:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It had been another restful sleep for Sadron thus far. He had slept much better since Shaelyn had come into his life. This started as any other night had. Suddenly without noticing he found himself snuggling up next to a warm body. Little did Sadron know that this night was going to be much different than even the good night sleeps he had recently. He felt warm and at home as he subconsciously warmed the tight body next to him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Love in Shalarieth(Rainsinger and Dramen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rainsinger</strong> on <strong>28-01-2010, 19:47:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Snuggled close against Sadron's back, it didn't take long for Shaelyn to sink back into a deep slumber.&nbsp; She slept more peacefully then she ever had before.&nbsp; As morning came, she slept later then normal.&nbsp; She woke slowly, stirring gently against him, and as she slowly regained consciousness she felt a little disoriented.&nbsp; She didn't remember her night-time stroll right away.&nbsp; So when she felt arms curled around her, and a warm body against hers, she felt confused.&nbsp; Her brain seemed slow to restart, and finally she opened her eyes and peered up into Sadron's sleeping face.<br><br>Then she finally remembered slipping into his bed in the night.&nbsp; She was thinking more clearly now, and wondered if he had woken up at all to recognize her presence in his bed.&nbsp; At some point in the night he had turned over in his sleep, and pulled her closer against his body.&nbsp; The feel of his arms around her was delightful, and she felt somehow safer and more secure, even though he was still deeply asleep.&nbsp; Their bodies were pressed gently together, and she felt warm and content.<br><br>She lay in his arms, watching as he continued to sleep, having no desire to move away from him.&nbsp; He looked so peaceful and beautiful to her, his golden hair laying curled around his face.&nbsp; She reached up and gently brushed the hair back from his eyes, before trailing her fingertip along his cheekbone.&nbsp; She touched his lips gently, remembering their shared passionate kiss the night before.&nbsp; She the slid her fingers along his jaw line, while she shifted a bit to move closer to him.&nbsp; She craved the feel of his lips against hers again, and as she shifted closer to him, she closed her eyes and gently brushed her full lips against his in a whisper-soft kiss.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Love in Shalarieth(Rainsinger and Dramen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rainsinger</strong> on <strong>30-01-2010, 03:12:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d8/Snapshot_986cc13c_d86f2f86.jpg)<br><em>(Conceptual portrait of Shaelyn)</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Love in Shalarieth(Rainsinger and Dramen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dramen</strong> on <strong>30-01-2010, 05:20:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sadron awoke slowly at the gentle touch of Shaelyn's lips to his. At first he was a little disoriented. He had to think back to the night and finally barely remembered something during the night. Shaelyn had come to his bed. Whether on purpose or what he couldn't say but she had done it. Then he remembered hugging her close to him. It had seemed almost like a dream at the time. He looked into her beautiful face as she drew back from the kiss, her fingers still playing with his hair. This was no dream. <br><br>He didn't even say anything. He simply ran his fingers through her hair and gently pulled her in as he went towards her. First he kissed her forehead and then the tip of her nose. Shortly he gently pressed his lips to hers and just let it linger. When the gentle kiss broke, Sadron looked to her again and they both smiled. "Good morning, beautiful," he said and kissed her again. More passionately slightly than before but still somewhat gentle. He couldn't think at the moment of a better way to wake up.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Love in Shalarieth(Rainsinger and Dramen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rainsinger</strong> on <strong>31-01-2010, 19:24:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As Shaelyn pulled away from his lips, she saw that his eyes were open and he was smiling at her.&nbsp; His expression banished any lingering doubts she may have had that he might take exception to her stealing into his bed with him.&nbsp; As he leaned closer to brush his lips against her forehead, she closed her eyes and felt her breath escape in a silent, contented sigh.<br><br>She kept her eyes closed as he kissed her nose, and then made a soft sound as his lips lingered on her own.&nbsp; She smiled at him as he whispered good morning, and her fingertips trailed over his cheek as she whispered softly, almost reverently.&nbsp; "Master..."&nbsp; Then his lips were pressing against hers again, a bit more firmly, and she felt her stomach fluttering with contented pleasure.<br><br>Twining her slender arms around his shoulders, she shifted closer to him.&nbsp; Her breasts pressed against his chest firmly.&nbsp; Then she lifted one leg to twine gently around his hip, and her lower body pressed against his abdomen.&nbsp; She slid one hand along the back of his neck, her fingernails grazing his scalp gently as her fingers twined in the hair at the nape of his neck.&nbsp; Her other hand slid under his nightshirt to slide along his upper back, caressing his spine.<br><br>Her lips parted against his, her warm breath mingling with his own.&nbsp; The only time their lips parted from one another was to shift a little and gently suckle on one another's lips.&nbsp; Her tongue flickered against his whenever their kiss deepened with open mouthed hunger.&nbsp; She could feel her body stirring in response to the passionate kiss, her body aching to feel so much more.&nbsp; Yet she felt perfectly content to enjoy the moment, to savor in the feel of his mouth against hers, as their hands explored and learned one another's bodies.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Love in Shalarieth(Rainsinger and Dramen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dramen</strong> on <strong>01-02-2010, 17:42:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sadron’s hands ran down Shaelyn’s toned back and down farther to her butt. He continued exploring her body as she was his. He knew at once that he had never felt such passion before. The only time he let his lips be removed from hers was when he explored her ears and her neck. <br><br>His hips grinding forward were as natural as the sun. The way their bodies moved together was like fluid music. It was so easy and so right. Sadron released himself even deeper still into her body as he moved his lips to her nipples and gently explored them. He was lost to their passionate embrace and the near perfect movement of their bodies to one another. It was as if even though they had met some weeks ago, their bodies had been lovers for eternity. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Love in Shalarieth(Rainsinger and Dramen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rainsinger</strong> on <strong>01-02-2010, 21:05:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As Sadron's lips slid from her own to her throat, she arched her head back a bit and felt her breath shivering in her throat.&nbsp; She kept her eyes closed and let herself be swept away in the pleasure which coursed through her body.&nbsp; Her nipples were already tightening beneath the thin material of her chemise, when his lips slid over her breasts and she felt his mouth latch onto her nipple through the thin material.&nbsp; She gasped, inhaling sharply, and then cried out softly.&nbsp; The feel of his mouth suckling on her breast sent tremors of need into her belly, making her entire body quiver.<br><br>Somehow her body shifted and she suddenly realized she could feel his hips grinding into hers, as her legs twined around him, and her aching sex began to pulse with need and hunger.&nbsp; She could feel his rising need, his shaft lengthening and swelling against her, pressing urgently against her.&nbsp; What had begun with soft and gentle touches, and a loving kiss, was quickly growing into a powerful hunger making her body shiver against him.<br><br>His hands worked to release the tiny buttons of her chemise and peel back the thin material, exposing her full and aching breasts.&nbsp; He latched his mouth again onto her now bare breast, and she gave a soft cry and shiver of hunger.&nbsp; At the same time her fingers worked blindly at his waist, working to release the catch of his pants.&nbsp; Then she slid her hand inside his pants, and in the next moment he'd feel her slender fingers wrapping eagerly around his thickening cock.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Love in Shalarieth(Rainsinger and Dramen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dramen</strong> on <strong>02-02-2010, 01:12:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sadron sank into pleasure as Shaelyn's fingers wrapped around his aching cock. His head flung backwards and he released a sigh and moan to match hers. His hands searched her back and her ass. His fingers clinched into her ass cheeks and he again explored the edges and tips of her nipple with his tongue. They were building to a wonderful crescendo that would be the best he had ever had. <br><br>*Ding-Dong* *Ding-Dong*<br><br>Sadron stopped as he and Shaelyn still wriggled and moaned some. She looked up at him with those longing eyes and he explained, "That means I'm expected," he panted as he spoke, "At the courts immediately."<br><br>She still was caressing his cock and he was still hard. Finally she sighed and stopped as he sat up slightly. <br><br>"It's okay," she said. But it wasn't. It was wrong in every way and they both knew it. She started to roll to the side when he stopped her. She looked with surprise. He fixed his eyes on her perfectly plump breasts, "The courts be damned!" And dove into her, his hands moving all over her in an instant. Shortly they were into it more than before the bells rang. He moved his cock up towards her virgin pussy and slowly moved forward as he madly suckled her breasts.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Love in Shalarieth(Rainsinger and Dramen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rainsinger</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 03:21:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She felt a fire raging through her body, unlike anything she had ever felt before.&nbsp; She eagerly explored the length of his cock with her hands, enjoying the feel of his heat and hardness against her palms and fingers.&nbsp; She felt his fingers gripping her ass as though to pull her tighter against him, and the thought of feeling his magnificent shaft thrusting into her body made her give a deep and hungry whimper of need.&nbsp; Her need was compounded by the sensation of his mouth and tongue flickering around her aching nipples.<br><br>Then she heard the deep tolling of the bells in the distance, a glaring reminder of the hour, and the duties which Sadron was required to attend to.&nbsp; She felt him go still against her as he grimaced at the reminder.&nbsp; She too went still, though her hands continued to move gently over his shaft.&nbsp; When he spoke, she felt deeply reluctant to let go, but knew that she must.&nbsp; With a soft sigh she released his cock and nodded to him.&nbsp; "Of course, Master Sadron.&nbsp; It's alright."<br><br>She tried to reassure him with her sweet smile, and knew that she would be able to wait again.&nbsp; Already she had begun to will her body to calm itself, even though it would be a greater struggle then she'd ever had before.&nbsp; She moved to slip out of his bed, to go make him a quick breakfast as he got ready, when she suddenly felt him grab her in a fierce embrace, his hands groping her breasts again, and his body sliding between her thighs.&nbsp; She gasped, and heard his muttered curse, as he threw aside his duties and fell back into her embrace.<br><br>She cried out as her desires instantly flared back to life, and she shuddered powerfully against him.&nbsp; She wrapped her arms around him, her fingers lifting his nightshirt and sliding against his back.&nbsp; At the same time her legs parted easily, and she felt him shifting closer to her.&nbsp; Then she felt the head of his cock sliding between the swollen, aching folds of her pussy, and she cried out.&nbsp; She hadn't worn any panties to bed, naked beneath her thin chemise.&nbsp; Her back arched as he assaulted her on two fronts, his mouth suckling firmly on her breasts, while his throbbing heat rubbed against her, pressing gently against her tight entrance.<br><br>Her entire body was now quivering with desperate hunger, and she clung to him, shivering hard and whimpering.&nbsp; This wasn't just raw lust coursing through her body.&nbsp; It was her need for him.&nbsp; Her love for him having built up in the time they had been together.&nbsp; She needed <em>him</em>, and no one else.&nbsp; She would not have felt such an overwhelming need if she hadn't loved him as she did.&nbsp; She knew that, somehow, even as her urgent need clouded her thoughts.<br><br>She slid one hand from his back to twine in his hair, her back arching again and a mewling cry slipping from her throat.&nbsp; "Oh please, Master Sadron!&nbsp; Please!&nbsp; Take me!&nbsp; Please, make me yours, Master!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Love in Shalarieth(Rainsinger and Dramen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dramen</strong> on <strong>04-02-2010, 19:40:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sadron hesitated only seconds more and then with only as much force as it took, entered her finally. It felt like nothing Sadron had ever imagined. He continued to explore her body everywhere and slowly began moving his shaft in and out of her pussy.&nbsp; The pace was steady and slow. And it was all perfect. He completely wrapped her in his embrace. Her back arched as she made moans of pleasure. Sadron added his own. It was all and everything at once as his senses were overloaded with pleasure and want. "Oh, Shaelyn!" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Love in Shalarieth(Rainsinger and Dramen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rainsinger</strong> on <strong>08-02-2010, 05:18:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She pleaded with him, aching to feel him inside of her, and moments later he responded to her cries.&nbsp; His thick cock slid deep into her body, tearing easily through her virginity as he sank into her.&nbsp; She cried out, clutching at him, as pain flared briefly through her slender frame.&nbsp; But it only took a few moments for her desire to overcome her pain, and she began to writhe beneath him.<br><br>Instinctively she shifted her hips, angling them towards him, as his thick cock began to sink deep into her body over and over again.&nbsp; At long last she had become one with her beloved Sadron, and the sensation of him filling her up over and over again was overwhelming.&nbsp; She clung to him, crying out, as he took her body for the first time.&nbsp; His thick shaft felt enormous inside her body, filling her deeply and stretching her body open to accept his girth.&nbsp; At the same time he held her tightly against his body, clinging to her as much as she clung to him.<br><br>"Sadron...&nbsp; Oh, Master Sadron!&nbsp; I love you!"&nbsp; The words slipped from her before she'd had time to really think.&nbsp; But they rang with sincere emotion, clearly deeper then mere lust for him.&nbsp; Shifting her feet, she cradled him between her thighs, and began to push her hips upwards to meet his thrusts.&nbsp; She ached to feel him as deep inside of her as possible.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Love in Shalarieth(Rainsinger and Dramen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dramen</strong> on <strong>09-02-2010, 22:41:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sadron was lost in his desires and passions. He was lost in everything that was happening. He quickly thrust himself inside his lover and then out and again. Her moans and pleads of pleasure were more than enough to take his desire to another level. He lowered himself to her body and began exploring every inch of her chest and stomach. She was so perfect right now. The moment was perfect. <br><br>He heard her say that she loved him and it gave him even more pleasure. He rapped her tightly in his arms and said, "My beloved Shaelyn, I love you too."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Love in Shalarieth(Rainsinger and Dramen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rainsinger</strong> on <strong>12-02-2010, 01:21:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Powerful tremors of pleasure and emotion rippled through her body as he wrapped her tight in his embrace, and his words made her cling tighter to him, trembling as tears of joy slipped down her cheeks.&nbsp; Her arms tight around him, her fingers grazing his back, and then taking hold of his nightshirt in fists.&nbsp; She arched her back, crying out, as he continues to plunge his thick cock deep into her body, over and over again.&nbsp; He feels enormous to her, stretching her virgin body open, claiming her physically and emotionally.&nbsp; Her breathing has become ragged, her body covered in a fine sheen of sweat, and she struggles, wishing to prolong the moment for as long as possible, savor the feel of being claimed by him the first time.<br><br>Yet she feels her pleasure climbing higher and higher, beginning to feel lightheaded and dizzy, her cries becoming more urgent and frantic.&nbsp; "Oh, Master!&nbsp; Master Sadron, I'm s-so... so close!&nbsp; Please!"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Love in Shalarieth(Rainsinger and Dramen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dramen</strong> on <strong>16-02-2010, 19:30:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sadron continued his movements subconsciously almost. He was so into it and so lost in the feelings that he just was going with the flow of the moment. She said she was close and that took him to the brink as well. Quickly he changed pace just enough to make their movements more deliberate. He thrust himself inside her and held there for a second before drawing back out and repeating. The sight of her beautiful body as she neared ever closer to orgasm nearly sent him over the edge earlier than her. <br><br>He wanted to wait. "Tell me when, my love. We will go together. I am close too!"
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