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Author's infos Gender: Female Age: 25 Location: Somewhere in my head |
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| Introduction: She said, but he just wouldn't listen | ||
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Tithy hurried along the alley, knowing that the night was filled with bandits. However, with the slight drizzle, she was hoping that not many would be roaming about, knowing most people did not enjoy getting sick. Besides, she was almost home. She could see the building that she lived in, renting a small apartment from the local tavern owner. She heard a sound behind her and turned quickly, ready to run. But it was nothing more than a cat that was trying to get out of the rain. Tithy sighed with relief and turned to keep going. She didn't get but a few more feet before she saw a shadow come up next to her, and she didn't have a chance to scream before the hand was placed over her mouth and she was forced up against a wall. She looked up into the shadowy face in terror as a knife came up to her throat. She whimpered, trembling in his grasp. Then the man pulled back his hood and she caught her breath. Tecar narrowed his eyes. "So, working late, are we?" He took his hand away from her mouth, but grabbed both her thin wrists with his large strong hand. He anchored them above her head, pressing his body against hers. His green eyes had a cruel look in them as he stared into her violet eyes. Tithy trembled. Tecar had wanted her for some time, but he had never gotten the chance. Tithy was careful, always staying near a crowded place. She knew few people would come to her rescue, but she also knew that there were those few curious people who would come over to see what was going on, and Tecar did not want to mar his perfect record. He always got what he wanted because he was so well trusted, and if there were any rumors, there was never any evidence. Now, though, there was nowhere for her to go. She lowered her eyes and struggled against him weakly. "Please, Tecar, let me go." Tecar brought his face down to hers, his lips only inches away from hers. She breathed hard, terrifed, and wondering how he had found out where she lived. His eyes roamed down to her breasts which were plainly visible through the thin wet blouse. Her nipples grew taut under his scrutiny. "Now why would I do something like that? I finally have you alone, you cunning witch. No woman has ever been so high on my list of revenge." His knife hand came down to fondle a breast. Although he wasn't rough, the touch brought a whimper of fear from Tithy. Her tremblng had turned into one of cold more than fear. Suddenly, Tecar pulled her away from the wall, pushing the knife into her back. He hissed in her ear, making her shudder from his warm breath. "Take me to your place. I wouldn't want you or myself catching our deaths out here." So he didn't know where she lived! He had only been following her this night because she had been forced to stay very late to finish cleaning the kitchen. In desperation, she started off down another alley, away from her place. She soon came to a place that was laced with many alleyways and she knew every one of them. With all her desperation, she kicked back and caught Tecar on the knee. He cursed and toppled over into a stand of garbage cans. Tithy wasted no time running down a small alley. When it branched off, she took the one that headed home. She didn't stop or look back. She weaved through the alleys and streets, back and forth amongst the close set houses. Only when she reached the stairs to her apartment did she stop and look back. Panting heavily, she leaned against the stair handles. When she'd gotten some of her breath back, she headed up the stairs and into her place. She locked the door securely and went over to her bed, where she collapsed and nearly immediately went to sleep, but not before she heard a bunch of loud curses in the alley below her window. ***** Tithy was up in the prince's private library, sorting through the books and putting them back into place. The prince was still a child and often tore through the library while the nannies chased after him to get him back to his studies. She had to smile. At least this job wasn't as hard as some of the jobs she got down in the kitchen. Suddenly, a pair of hands grabbed her wrists and forced them behind her back. Before she could make a sound, a gag was forced into her mouth and wrapped around her head as her wrists were tied behind her. She knew it was more than one person who had targeted her. She was sure it wasn't Tecar. He'd never share. Before she could turn to see her assailants, a blindfold was placed before her eyes. She felt two pairs of hands on her. She heard them start laughing and their rough hands moved over her thin body. "We finally got you cornered, now, bitch. I'm gonna have fun with you!" "Hey, I get her first, remember? We had a deal." "Well, too bad. Not every thing goes your way." The other man growled but didn't argue anymore, much to Tithy's disappointment. She struggled, whimpering and trying to make as much noise as possible. One of the men backhanded her across her face to shut her up. "Shut up, bitch. It won't take us long." He reached down and pulled her skirt up, bunching it around her waist. They both chuckled. Their chuckles quickly turned into cries of surprise. There was a scuffle and Tithy could hear the two men run off out of the library. She tensed, wondering who had taken their place. She didn't wonder for long. The strong rough hands that now held her could only belong to one man. She slumped against Tecar, knowing he now had her completely at his mercy. No one else would come into the library because the prince's studies were over and it had been only her cleaning up his mess. "You seem to call trouble to yourself, you little wench." He touched the side of her face that had the red imprints of the man's knuckles. Tithy whimpered and cringed from his hand. She would give no fight, knowing it would only lead to more pain. Tecar hesitated a moment. He pushed her up against the wall, pressing his body against hers. She could feel his breath, hard and labored. His body trembled with some tightly held emotion. She could feel his hand against her breast and she shuddered, trying to pull away but she had no where to go. She was completely and utterly helpless. Tecar suddenly pulled away from her. "Damn it," he breathed. He pulled her away from the wall and forced her to turn around. She felt him undo her bounds. As soon as he was done, she whipped around and tore off the blindfold. Tecar was dressed formally, and rather handsomely. Backing away from him, she undid the gag and threw it on the floor. She didn't understand why he had released her, but she wouldn't take it for granted. He growled as he stalked after her, looking for all the world like a panther with his black hair and dark clothing. He was tall and well built, and most women fell all over him. But Tithy had never had much liking in him, wishing more to just be left alone by everyone. But few people left her alone. She was quiet, small, and thin, giving all the impression of easy prey. Tithy realized that she had been backed up into a corner. She pressed herself into the corner, trying to look as small as possible. Tecar brought his face up close to hers, his lips but inches from hers, a hand on the wall on either side of her head. "When I have you, I'll have you fighting and clawing and begging for mercy. Then I'll make you arch and moan and beg for more, wench." He grabbed her hair and forced her head back, kissing her hard and long, ravishing her mouth. When he released her and stalked off, she was left weak and wondering at the strange sensation between her legs. *** It hadn't been a week since Tithy had narrowly escaped from Tecar and who ever those two other men were. She had to stay late again to clean up the little prince's mess once again. She didn't really mind. That was how she had taught herself to read and write. She'd learned a great deal about the world through those books. But tonight, she was tired and really just wanted to go home. She did the work as quickly as she could and started to head for the servants entrance back down in the kitchen. But a dark figure blocked her way out of the library. Tithy backed up, surprised by the person's sudden appearance. The man stepped toward her and into the moonlight that filtered in through the window. Tithy shuddered and turned to run but she wasn't fast enough. Tecar wrapped his arm around her thin waist, his other hand over her mouth. "Working late again, are we? Well, why don't you stay here tonight. I wouldn't want anything to happen to you out there. You never know what kind of people roam the streets at this time of the night." He started pulling her out of the library. She tried desperately to fight him, but he'd gotten smart to her ways and avoided her kicks. He finally forced her into his room. It was huge, complete with living room, bathing room, and bedroom. He shoved her into his bedroom, closing and locking the door behind him. When he turned back, Tithy charged him, trying to claw at his face. She wouldn't let herself be so easy for him. She'd make him work for every inch of ground. But he was quick and gripped her thin wrists, forcing her arms down to her sides. He then pulled her against his body with a snap, forcing her head up. He took the chance to kiss her, the touch of his lips far gentlier than his grip on her. Tithy felt herself go soft in his grip, felt herself submit to his strength. She tensed quickly, hoping he hadn't noticed. He pulled away from her with a grin. "So not even you are immune to that. I was actually hoping for more of a challenge." Tithy snarled and tried to pull away from him, tried to kick him anywhere she could. However, as soon as she lifted her leg, he pushed her back, throwing her off balance and holding her up as he moved her up against a bed post. The thick velvet curtain tangled about them. Now Tithy couldn't move away and was held immobile by Tecar's body against hers. He held both her wrists in one large hand behind her back, and used the other to force her face up to his lips. Then it traveled down her neck, lingering, dancing about her throat with expertise, causing a shudder to run down her spine. His lips slowly followed, moving down her neck, causing her to whimper and squirm. His hand found its way under her thin shirt, and cupped a breast. She gasped when he gently rolled her hardened nipple in his fingers. What was happening to her? Tithy couldn't believe she was giving up so easily. She tried to struggle, tried everything she could think of to get him to stop. But he didn't stop, barely even gave any indication that he noticed her struggles. "I never go back on my word," he growled, gripping her hair tightly and jerking her head back, staring into her scared eyes. His eyes narrowed with lust. "After you gave me the slip, I swore to myself that I'd make you regret the day you first told me no." He kissed her harshly, his attitude suddenly changed. Tithy knew it was because of what she had done in the alley. She shrank away from the cruel lock of his lips, trying desperately to save herself. He pulled her up, forced her to stand. Then Tecar pulled her away from the bed post and shoved her onto the bed. He had to release her wrists for this and she took the chance. Her sharp nails caught Tecar across the cheek, leaving blood red welts on his skin. He snarled and gripped her wrists again, forcing them down onto the bed. "Don't make me tie you down, bitch. I've got plenty of rope lying about." "You just try that, you manless bastard!" Tithy spat back. Tecar raised a brow. "You just said the magic words." He was off her in an instant and strode across the room, reaching into a drawer. Tithy struggled up off the soft bed and ran for the door only to realize that Tecar had the key in his pocket. She whipped around and glared at him, quickly searching for perhaps a knife or something sharp that had been left laying around. Tecar produced the rope he'd been threatening with and stalked toward her. "Hold still and let me love you," he growled sardonicaly as he reached out for her. She tried to bite him, tried to do anything she could to fend him off, but he was faster and stronger than she. Shoving her up against the wall, he managed to force her wrists together and tie them securely. Then he pulled her over to the bed and threw her onto it again. He used the remainder of the silk rope to tie her hands to a bed post above her head. "Now do you feel like calling me names?" He sat back onto his ankles between her legs, using his freed hands to undo her blouse. He pushed the fabric out of the way, and grinned at her. "I knew there was a reason I wanted you." Tithy tried using her legs to push him away. "You wanted me because I was the only woman in this castle, maybe in the whole kingdom who you hadn't already fucked!" He laughed as he brushed her legs to the sides. "That doesn't make me so manless, now does it?" Tithy blushed slightly, relaxing for a moment. Tecar used that moment to run his hand up her leg, pushing her skirt up over her knees. Tithy struggled against the rope, even though she knew it was hopeless. She tried to squeeze her legs together, but she simply wasn't strong enough to resist him. He forced her legs apart, sliding his hand up her inner thigh. Tears appeared in Tithy's eyes suddenly. "Please, Tecar. Please don't," she begged quietly, her voice no more than a choked whimper. Tecar's eyes narrowed, and a smug little smile tugged at the tips of his lips. "And why not?" He still moved closer to her womanhood, his fingers dancing across her pale smooth skin. Tithy mumbled something, her face flushed. Tecar drew closer. "What was that?" he asked mockingly. Shuddering, Tithy squeezed her eyes shut. "I'm a virgin." An even smugger look crossed Tecar's face. He bared his teeth in a mocking grin. "That's a problem I can easily solve with my expertise." Tithy trembled, knowing that no amount of begging or struggling was going to get her out of this one. Tecar moved over her, his face over hers. "Don't tell me you're going to give up so easily. It's been a while since I've had a challenge." Tithy turned her face away from him. "Just get it over with, please." Tecar's eyes narrowed dangerously. He moved away from her with a suddenness that startled her. She looked up at him. He untied the rope that held her immobile and tossed it across the room. "Fight me, damn it! Claw and scream and kick. I'm sick of these broken dolls. I wanted you because you told me no. No one had ever told me no because they were afraid. I have no liking for the taste of fear." Startled by this sudden change in the situation, Tithy didn't know what to do or say. She looked at him in surprise. Then she looked away, not meeting his gaze. Suddenly, she threw her arms around his neck, pulling herself to him. Now it was his turn to be surprised, but he didn't hesitate long. He drew her against him, seeking her soft lips and making her whimper with passion rather than fear. He slipped her blouse from her shoulders, letting it slide to the ground. Her skirt quickly followed and his own shirt. He then moved his hand back down to stroke expertly on the inside of her thigh. She shuddered and her hips lifted slightly. She still tried to resist him, but she couldn’t help the way her body was reacting. She had never even thought it could feel this good. Tecar then pulled back, unable to hold himself back for much longer. He grinned, undoing his breeches slowly, reveling in the way Tithy’s pleasure glazed eyes moved down to follow his hand. When his hard, swollen manhood thrust out, she squirmed, grinding her hip, and whimpering in need. He pulled the tight breeches off before reaching up and tugging on the rope that held the dark velvet curtains open around his bed. The curtains fell around the bed. Now, Tecar moved to cover Tithy with his body. She ground her hip, need building up inside. But he did not enter her. Instead, he continued to caress her flushed, silken skin, moving his hand with precise, expert skill. An instinct kept Tithy from shying away from him, from trying to fight him again. She wanted to know what it would be like, what love felt like, so she didn't fight his hands. She whimpered in need, not brave enough, or expirenced enough to tell Tecar what she wanted. But he knew perfectly well what she wanted, and he let his hand snake its way down between her thighs again, but this time he moved his fingers into her as his lips sought out hers. For a moment she tensed, gripping him harder in pain, but he was gentle and the pain was just as soon gone. Tecar now reared up, and lifting her hips higher to meet him, he slowly entered her. She cried out his name with the wild passion that had been building inside her. She relaxed her thighs, letting him part them further, and he slid even deeper. He groaned when her walls contracted, drawing him ever deeper into the heart of her satin warmth. He began moving inside her, stroking and thrusting until she cried out in passionate intensity and clutched at his broad, powerful shoulders. She instinctively matched his movements until she could no longer hold back, no longer resist. Her body exploded in passionate convulsions, and she writhed and strained and arched under him. She cried out again and again, moaning his name, begging him for more. She soon could utter only wordless cries, which urged him on. Tecar groaned darkly, losing himself inside Tithy. He stiffened with pleasure when Tithy’s thin fingers brushed caressingly over his neck. "Be careful, love, or you'll get more than you bargined for," he whispered in her ear, nibbling it gently. She buried her fingers in his dark, sweat covered hair, tugging on it, pulling him to her face. He kissed her hard and deep, this more intimate and breathtaking than any other he had given her. She shuddered and moaned under him, her back arching to meet his chest. Flat male nipple brushed against soft female nipple and he groaned again. His hand moved down to her small though shapely breast, massaging it, playing with the small, pink, furled bud of pleasure. Slowly, Tecar started to speed up, desire and need driving him to pound into her harder, to lose complete and total sense of reality. There was only Tithy and himself, their heat burning away all memories, all thoughts, leaving in its wake only their lust and pleasure. Finally, after one last, powerful thrust, Tecar released his seeds deep within her. She shuddered and moaned, her body trembling with the magnificence of the feeling. When he collapsed against her, she clutched his shoulders, holding him to her. She fought to catch her breath. Her nipples were hard against his chest and he smiled. He never tired of the feel. Rising up onto an elbow, he smiled and kissed her. She gave a shuddering sigh of release. She felt his manhood still quivering within her, but it was beginning to soften. He slowly slid out of her, though she clutched at him in disappointment. Rolling onto his back, he brought her with him for he would not release her from the embrace of his lips. When he finally satisfied his hunger for her, he relaxed his powerful muscles with a sigh. They laid there for several silent moments. Tecar stroked Tithy's short, sweat drenched hair. He could feel her relaxing against him, her smaller body pressed against him snuggly. "Not so manless now, am I?" he mocked softly. Her only response was a small smile and that she pressed her thin body even closer to him, wrapping her arm around his neck while snuggling her head into his shoulder. "You regret telling me no the first time?" "No," she whispered. "Good. Now sleep." He stroked her back even as he pulled the fur blanket over them. "That's what I'm trying to do," she mocked him quietly while stretching her leg over his. Tecar grinned wickedly. "You're on very thin ice now, wench." "That's ok, I'm pretty skinny." Tecar snarled in good humor, turning on her, pushing her again onto her back. "Are you trying my patience?" He nipped her neck gently. "No, just your humor." She giggled. "Now, if you don't mind, I'd like to sleep." He growled without anger. "Well I fear neither of us are going to be getting much sleep tonight, pet..." **** Tithy awoke with the sun shining warmly and pleasantly upon her face. She groaned lightly as she turned over onto her back. She looked around, but Tecar was gone, the sheets cold where he had been sleeping beside her. Sighing, she got up, groaning at the soreness of her muscles. She didn't even know she had some of those muscles that hurt. She stretched gently and looked around for her clothes. She searched all over, but they were no where to be found. Frustrated, she went over to the door, only to find it locked! Now she was beginning to get worried. She went over to the window and peeked out at the busy courtyard below. The lock in the door clicked and Tithy whipped around. Tecar came in, a smile on his face. Tithy crossed her arms over her breasts, trying to hide her nakedness. Tecar only chuckled. "I think 'tis a bit late for modesty, my dear." "Where'd you put my clothes? How am I going to go home without clothes?" She glared at him cautiously. Tecar only grinned wickedly as he drew closer to her. He set the wrapped package he was carrying onto the bed as he reached out and snagged Tithy around her thin waist. "You're not. I'm going to keep you here as my little sex slave. Trust me, you'll never want to go home once I'm through with you." His smile only got bigger at the look on her face. She tried to push him away, but he kissed her tenderly. She beat on his chest, trying to pull away from him. "How dare you, you... you... swine! Give me my clothes!" she cried, her fists pounding against his broad, muscular chest. His only response was his deep, pleasant laughter. "However much I regret to do that..." He left her standing there in wonder as he picked up the package he'd put on his bed and handed it to her. "I think not even you can say no to this." Curious, but still cautious, she unwrapped the present. She laid it onto the bed as she undid the ties. When she'd opened it, she gasped. She looked to Tecar with wide eyes. "You are very cruel, sir." Tecar smiled gently. "I thought I'd get a little more gratitude from a lowly servant." Tithy looked back at her present and reached out for it. It was a beautiful satin and velvet dress, red with golden trim and silver embroidery. It wasn't all puffy like some of the higher class women have, but it was far nicer than anything she'd ever dreamed of owning. With it came a sapphire and diamond necklace and several simple gold bracelets. There was also a pair of red satin slippers with gold and silver embroidery. Tears swelled in Tithy's eyes and she dropped the dress onto the bed. "I-I can't accept it... I-I'm but a servant..." Tecar wrapped his arms around her. "Not if you are mine. I can request that you be my servant and mine alone. You can live here with me and I'll provide everything you need. I don't want any harm to come to you, my dear, dear Tithy. If those two soldiers had raped you, no one would have punished them, but if you are mine, I'd have a right to do whatever I'd see fit to do to them. But it is your choice." Tithy looked up at him, her face streaked with her tears. He smiled and wiped them away tenderly. "You would do that? For me?" Tecar nodded. "But... why not someone else? Why didn't you offer this to anyone else?" Tecar raised his brows. "I thought I'd told you. You are the only woman who ever told me no when I asked you to accompany me for the night. Why would I want anyone else? You are the only woman who drove me mad with lust and love. For many nights I went to bed with no one because no one else was you. It was you wanted then and it is only you I want now." |
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