[10:10] Kyomi Kohime [Boot] moved into the wagon, wiping her hands on her skirt as she pushed the leather from the doorway with her elbow. Looking in she saw Mal and Eve, once again and turned away, facing the doorway, awaiting orders.
[10:13] Malachi Stormcrow grinned, shaking his head as Eve drifted off to sleep. He himself, however, was not sleepy in the least bit and upon Boot's entering he remembered the long needed breaking she required. He lifted himself, covering Eve in soft furs and made his way to the girl, wrapping a short fur around himself for warmth and stoking the fire. "Come in. You have ... good timing." He would look at her with the poker in his hand, the red glow like the lust in his eyes. The steam swirling up in front of his face. "You have been excellent as my slut, girl, but there is one more thing you are required to do for me. Then all we be well."
[10:16] Kyomi Kohime [Boot] moved inside a bit further, eying the sleeping Eve a moment, making sure her feet were covered. As her eyes drifted over the form of the woman, Boot smiled wide, being no stranger to the look of one who was pregnant. She then looked to Mal and tossed her arms up in the air as if to say congratulations. She then nodded her head, assuming he'd ask her to be their midwife. Boot had no idea he was thinking of breaking her in.
[10:21] Malachi Stormcrow eyed the poker for a moment longer then replaced it to the fire. He would use different means, he had already decided. Mal stepped toward her. "As my slave, you must place your trust in me ... absolutely. You must never hide anything from me, even if it means punishment. For I only punish for your good, not evil." He gazed at her a bit, noticing that her hair seemed a bit shorter, but perhaps his eyes were playing tricks on him. He took one stride and removed the band from her head. "Let your hair flow freely. And in my wagon, let your form be seen to my eyes." He paused. "Removed your clothing, Boot. And do not be afraid." A smile would seek to reassure her. He knew not her past, but knew very well the frailty of her personality and character.
[10:27] Kyomi Kohime [Boot] pulled the band from her hair, folding it, setting it behind her on the chest. She then began to remove her clothing, until she stood before him, in the nude. She moved a bit closer to the fir, and further from the door as she felt a bit chilled.
[10:31] Malachi Stormcrow watched her movements. She had evidently become more comfortable with him, her now bare flesh nubile and slim. He should feed her more, he thought as he stepped closer. "I am going to touch you now ... and I am going to be gentle. You will, at first, worry and feel repulsed ... but you must stifle these thoughts and allow my hand to gain control over your mind as well as your body." He breathed deeply, unsure really whether she was a virgin or not. But he would soon find out. He strode until his body would brush lightly against hers and his arm would slowly move forward, fingers brushing along her abs and hip, then thigh, close to her sex. "Have you been touched here before?" he asked her.
[10:35] Kyomi Kohime [Boot] backed away as he moved to her, glancing towards Eve. But her back hit the board on the wall and she was stopped. She felt his warm chest touch her cool skin, and closed her eyes, looking away from him. She wanted to run away, leave this place, but she tried her best to still trust him. As his hand moved across her leg, she had to nod as he asked her if she had been touched there before. Touched, but never entered, she'd not allowed that. In her captive days, she was able to keep the men at bay by remaining silent through their tortures to her body. As his fingers touched her, she gripped for his wrist, letting out a small squeak and shaking her head, tears starting to stream down her face.
[10:40] Malachi Stormcrow paused, feeling the tight clench of her and taking another deep breath. If he wasn't patient with this one, he would wreck her for sure. Who knew what horrors she had gone through. "Whatever touches you received, mine will be different, but they must come. It ... is the only way to recover from what has happened to you." his eyes met hers again, willing her to relax her hold, but still moving the fingers toward her sex. His other hand would rise to cup her breast, that hand still warm from holding the poker. He would squeeze gently. "You have a goodly form," he commended, sliding his thumb across her nipple and feeling its stiffness. Then his hand would go to her hair, fingers streaming through the locks slowly, pulling her gently to him as his other hand continued its descent to her mound.
[09:55] Kyomi Kohime would shakes her head, feeling those fingers extending forward, brushing the soft hair of her lips. She tried to recoil, but his hand was in her hair, the touch gentle, pulling her in. Boot's heart skipped, her hand dropping from his, and she watched those eyes. Pulling in a breath, she closed her eyes and tried to run her head away. If perhaps she tried to think of other things, this would not revolt her so much.
[10:09] Malachi Stormcrow leaned toward her neck, breathing in the sweet virginal scent, her naked form shaking before him. He knelt and drew a fur beneath her, moving to his knees before her sex, his hot breath drawing over the tight mound and his strong palms sliding soothingly along her silky hips.
[10:15] Kyomi Kohime felt him near her skin and her fists clenched, her body quivering in fear. But she had to show him that she trusted him, after everything else, he had waited so long and now was being so much the gentle giant with her. As he knelt, she had to open her eyes. What was this? He knelt before her?! She must have done something wrong, he was assuredly about to push her down, abuse her like the rest. Boot grit her teeth, covering her face, preparing for the impact, but the hands now on her body were caressing her, the mouth breathing steamy air over her tender nub and lips. Boot gripped onto the rack behind her, and just stared down at him.
[10:17] Malachi Stormcrow allowed his eyes eager access to her delicate folds, cocking his head slightly and running his thumbs along her soft thighs, slowly inward. He would play gently at her pussy lips, plying and stretching with ease, finally allowing his warm wet tongue blade a slow, upward lick across her mound, the tip flicking lightly at the hood of her clitoris.
[10:22] Kyomi Kohime could not have pressed herself any farther back into the boards of the wagon. His thumbs tracing up her legs, his mouth so very close, she was terrified. She shook ehr head as she watched his tongue stretch out. Until now, she had fought whoever tried to mount her. One man even lost use of his breeding stick due to her fight. But Boot stood as still as she could, forcing down the repressed memories floating to the surface. He was not like them, he would not be like them. In all truth, he had still reserved her the right to flee by not tying her down. Boot's bottom lip quivered as he touched her lips, pulling them apart. She turned her head upwards and let hot tears flood her cheeks. She tried to hold them back, she tried to allow herself the same sensations as she had given herself at the waterfall, but he was still of the same being as those who tried to force-breed her so long ago.
[10:26] Malachi Stormcrow felt her tremor and knew it was not that of want and delight. He also knew that she may need to be chained, if she was not able to overcome her fears, which were very evident. He drew in a deep breath, thinking, tracing his tongue along her folds, and then rising to meet her again, staring into her eyes and along her cascading locks. "Place your finger to your sex," he told her, not completely sure this was a good idea. Play with the folds yourself. Explore them. Be comfortable with them." He had no idea she had already done this. He then helped her to lower to her butt, spreading her legs and watching what she would do
[10:33] Kyomi Kohime wanted to trust her master, wanted to curl in next to him and let him touch her. As he rose, she listened to his words and bowed her head, slipping her fingers to her legs, touching herself like she had before. As he helped her sit down, Boot's hand went to his shoulder, his flesh a bit rough, but ever so warm. She tipped her head forward, trying to rest it to his chest, wanting to badly to feel his comforting hand in her hair again. Wanting to reassure herself that she was not going to have to run away. As her rump touched the floor, she spread her legs wide, leaning back away from him onto her free hand. She drew in a soft breath, closing her eyes, thinking of the falls where she had done this once before. Slowly her shoulders relaxed, the quivering stopped, and the eyes once overflowing dried. Her lips parted and a sigh escaped them as her finger circled around her now swelling nub. She raised her knees, letting him watch, letting herself leave te falls as she opened her eyes to look at him. As her finger circled her clit, she looked down at her hand, then to him, hoping she was doing everything okay.
[10:41] Malachi Stormcrow smiled gently, reassuring her for her obedience with fingers through the locks, tugging gently at the silky hair. He watched and was glad that she seemed to want him to ... seemed to want him there beside her during this act. He caught her gaze and grinned, nodding and kissing her forehead as she worked her fingers along her virgin snatch. His head moved closer and his hand drew hers to his chest to rest there ... to feel her cheek against his pec as she breathed hot breath against his skin. His other hand worked its way slowly to her tit, thinking it about time for a little squeeze and cupping of the billowy flesh.
[10:50] Kyomi Kohime felt his touch to her scalp, him pulling her into him. She pulled her hand from the floor, sitting up a bit more, wrapping it around his waist. Her eyes closed as she breathed him in, her cool cheek against his warm chest. She shifted closer to him, the feel of his body to hers becoming like a child's security blanket. Soon, her heart was pacing hard behind her ribs. Her hips rocked back and forth against her hand, her sighing becoming a bit more frantic. As he groped her chest, instead of shying away, she leaned into it. Hugging him closer to her, wanting him to feel her on him as she drew closer to her first climax.
[10:56] Malachi Stormcrow watched and felt, her fingers slickened by the growing excitement that coarsed through her body. He held her close, kneeding her breasts now one and then the other, drawing his lips across her scalp and forehead, parted and breathing deep. Whispering he explained "I'm going to move my hand to yours, between your legs. We're going to touch you together, and I will show you some things that will feel very good. But you must trust me and move your fingers with mine." He slipped down her abdomen, toward the curling hairs around her vagina, closer ...
[11:02] Kyomi Kohime nodded her head as he spoke, her eyes on his rough hand as it drew down her belly towards her hand. She stopped her movements as his hand grazed over hers, and just stared between her legs a moment. The hand was male, foreign, it should have frightened her to see it, but something in her head and flipped, something that said he was safe. She nestled in against him a bit more, looking up to his bearded face, a sheepish, embaressed grin on her lips. She'd instantly bury her head into his chest once she realized she was blushing. For the first time, she could think of no where else she'd rather be.
[11:05] Malachi Stormcrow smiled kindly, closing his eyes and breathing in the scent of her hair as it brushed over his face. His hand would begin working in gentle circles around the swollen clit, then driving down along the pink slit of her, forcing her palm and fingers to follow the pattern. Running along her length, then brushing the flesh around her clit. His other arm wrapped round her, clenching her tight as her pleasure would hopefully build, wanting to apply pressure to her flesh, crush her breasts lustfully against him.
[11:10] Kyomi Kohime's lips parted as she felt him push against her swollen nub. As his hand spread her more fully, a soft moan passed her lips. She turned and knelt facing him, legs wide, their arm entwined between them. She was grinding into their hands, letting him hold her to him, and whimpered in shaking rhythms as they touched her together. Soon it was becoming too much to hold back, she looked up at him, her eyes frantic, not wanting to release without permission, but
unsure how to ask, even though she was making noises.
[11:18] Malachi Stormcrow shook his head as if understanding her plea but denying her. "Not yet," he breathed, feeling her move to face him, her hips gyrating wontonly against their fingers that now slid just below the surface of her slick heat. He felt her body naturally take over, grinding her clit against his palm. He smiled. "There may be pain, but it is pain that is good for you. You must not open yourself. That is my task. But just as there was pain in your past life ... there can be joy now. So it is with your heat. Through pain will come the pleasure." He slid his arm to grasp both of hers, removing her from masturbation and lifting her arms up and back, forcing her to lay against the ground, breasts arched as her hands were kept together above her. He looked down to see if she would squirm in want between her legs.
[11:26] Kyomi Kohime's eyes shot open as he spoke to her, words that sounded as if he was there, as if he knew. Her lids dropped back down and she put up no fight as he moved her to her back. Her hands clasped together loosely above her head as her eyes watched him. She did not squirm, that was not her way. But her eyes watched his face, his eyes, and she lifted her knees, spreading herself for him as if to say she understood. She knew about the pain, she had been told about it by others. But she no longer dreaded the moment, she was going to embrace it, just as she would hopefully embrace him as her master as the act was completed. She lay, waiting, a tinge of worry in her eyes, but no more fear.
[11:32] Malachi Stormcrow sensed the change in her and decided it was good what he had done with her. Though he wanted her to learn to rely on him, it had been necessary to help her relax and show her grace. But he would not be overly generous. She still needed to learn his power, as she surely would now. He reached down to spread her folds, drawing his fingers through them to massage and prime, her juice ample and dripping from her. His cock was stiff and aching. He had neglected thinking of it until now, but realized how much he wanted her. How much he desire to use her tight, unbroken vagina for his pleasure. And so he found her blossoming lips with the head of his cock and slowly pushed beneath the outer and then inner folds. His eyes were always on her.
[11:43] Kyomi Kohime felt his fingers in her lips, slipping inside her, feeling around. Her hands were instantly wringing the rug under her head, the sensations nearly unbearably good. Was this the pain they spoke of? If so she wanted more. As he pulled himself forward, however, she watched his throbbing manhood press into her sex. she lifted her hips at first, but then her body seemed to scream out, as his thick meat tried to widen her. But she wanted him to do it. She wanted him to mate her for the first time, so she did little to protest, only forced herself to keep her hips raised, allowing him better entry. She wasn't sure if every man was as endowed, but she had a feeling he didn't walk around the bulls naked for fear that they would feel insufficient. Boot gripped the rug below her, her voice coming through a bit louder now as she whined at the pain, but still pressed onto him, wanting to show him she was ready.
[11:56] Malachi Stormcrow approved of her willingness ... her eagerness even ... to commit to his lead and allow for the painful stretch. With a quick thrust and a grit of the teeth he shoved forward, feeling her break around him, stretch to accomodate his girth with painful bursting of her hymen. He continued, the tightness of her intoxicating, driving his cock wild with pleasure. He continued thrusting up slowly, finally reaching the hilt with a gasp, studying her to see how she was taking it.
[05:55] Kyomi Kohime [Boot] 's eyes widened as the pain overtook her. Her hands reached upward, gripping onto the flesh of his shoulders and arms. She pushed up with her hips, even though her teeth were likely grinding as the pain inside. She closed her eyes and tilted her head back, trying to to let him see her in pain, for fear that it might displease her master.
[05:57] Evela Lannock eyes the rocking wagon as she approches from the baths, all fresh and clean and coiffered. she chuckles to herself and waves to mint and heads up the ramp, just a single glance to the loft, and Mal and his slave. she leaned toward indulgent about such thinggs. it was easier that way. and she stired the fire and then took up her drop spindle and moved to the littel ledge at the back of the wagon, it was her only concession to their privacy. and if it had been colder out they wouldn't have gotten even that much.
[06:00] Malachi Stormcrow witnessed the pain begin to fill her eyes. He slowed, sensitive to her and yet at the same time understanding the necessity of continuing. He then heard Eve arrive and half expected her to climb up and cuddle in a portion of the soft furs as he finally broke in Boot. But she seemed to be giving them privacy. Pity, he might have been able to use her help with Boot. It was such a sensitive time and Boot was so psychologically damaged, seemingly. A woman's touch might just be what she needed. He sank into Boot deep and held his girth there a moment, leaning in to graze taut nipples and pulsing neck, reassuring her of the needed completion of this act.
[06:13] Kyomi Kohime [Boot] bent her knees up, feet planting into the furs, toes gripping them firmly. As he held, Boot's body relaxed a bit, and she was able to lessen the tension in her body. A soft whimper would emanate from her throat, as she leaned forward, trying to bury her face into his skin. Was it over, could she go now? She'd curl arms around him as best she could, accepting that this was her fate, glad that he was the one to do it, not anyone else. She closed her eyes, and nodded her head against him, letting him know she was able to continue if needed.
[06:18] Malachi Stormcrow knew, of course, that as he contined, as long as she could relax, the pain would give way to pleasure. He worried briefly, however, that because of her past, she would have difficulty with release. He began to move again, slowly drawing his manhood forward and back to the tip, slipping through the still tight and tense pussy. He kissed soothingly along her chin, his arm drawing against supple flesh of thigh, leaning back and grasping her hand to let her own fingers settle against the hood of her clit. "Breathe," he smiled, kissing her nose as he leaned back against her.
[06:24] Kyomi Kohime [Boot] looked up as he shifed back inside of her body. Her brows knit together again, but the pain was less, more bearable. She let out a sigh sigh, feeling her body relax more as he told her to breathe. She hadn't realized that she had been holding in her air, taking in short sporadic breaths. Pushing her fingers to her clit, she circled them around, letting his pelvis press them against the swollen mound she now touched. Her eyes would watch his, forcing a smile forward, hoping to let him know that she was alright.
[06:30] Malachi Stormcrow sensed the change and drew back and out of her, looking down to watch her finger at her clit, his cock full and heavy, glistening and pulsing. He had babied her enough, he thought. Now he wanted to drive her to need. To make the most of the white silk experience. He flipped her to her stomach, stripping off his pants and boots, his cool eyes washing over the bloody oppened snatch. He was going to show her his strength ... his power over her. For her to be broken was more than physical, he knew. He must bend her mind to him. And so his cock slammed back into the tight hole, emotions flairing, open mouth and teeth scraping her back while the weight of his upper body drove hers down into the furs.
[06:39] Kyomi Kohime [Boot] 's fingers still rubbed as she watched him examine her hand between her leg. She saw how red his length was and began to worry that he had pulled out because he was not satisfied with her. She started to sit up, but the moment her back left the furs, he had gripped her to flip her over. On her stomach, her fingers still touching herself for him. She was about to turn her head, to try to ask with her eyes if she was doing something wrong. But before her head got all the way around, her cheek was being pressed into the furs. She let out a small whimpering sigh as he took her again. The mouth on her flesh making her shake, the teeth acting to show her that pain was part of the experience. Her back arched and she pushed back, wanting to help him. No, wanting to feel him inside her. It was still tight, painful, but it was a sensation that was something else altogether: need.
[06:46] Malachi Stormcrow began to sink more violently into her, his own need building with every slap of thigh against ass, the buttocks vibrating hungrily .. pooching up to greet him with each methodical nailing. This was good, he thought. She knew his care for her but also that he was not to be trifled with--that she was his to be used and to give him pleasure. He felt it become slightly easier to slide through that newly openned hole, leaning down and gathering a breast against his fingers and the first, clenching as he shifted his hips powerfully. His hot ragged breath was against her ear and he bit at the lobe in lust.
[06:53] Kyomi Kohime [Boot] felt hand to breast, teeth to ear. Her fingers on her clit making her walls start to milk and grip at him as she pressed back to him. This was nothing like anything she had heard from others. This was primal, this was lust-filled, and, amazingly, it was feeling amazing. Even as he gripped at her and bit on her, she wanted him to continue until we was done. It was the first time she had truly felt free in a long time. This felt like an escape, a treat for something. Her head tipped back, her back pressing to his chest, she sighed and let out a full moan, no croaking or squeaking, just the sensual sound of a woman in want.
[06:58] Malachi Stormcrow was in the throws of passion, his hands, lips, tongue touching and biting wherever he could. He had arched back and allowed her body to rock up against his pelvis, empaling herself on him as he gripped and pulled at a large handful of her locks, just as the moan escaped her lips. He froze briefly before remembering to continue his circular pattern of thrust. A moan? That was not the quite noise he was used to her producing. And it seemed to be driven by their fuck. And so he sought to drive it further ... to milk her voice as she milked his cum from him, shoving deep and madly against her, toes clenching into the long white furs beneath.
[07:02] Kyomi Kohime [Boot] 's free hand curled around a breast, her other hand still circling and teasing herself. Her hips bucked and pushed back into his, her mouth agape as she whimpered more fully, her breathing panting out sounds that her mind had long since forgotten. She'd let him pull her head back by her hair, feeling her heart race as he used her.
[07:06] Malachi Stormcrow raised himself upright on his knees, now that he was confident she would not pull away, but crash with force against each bucking thrust. He grunted audibly now, feeling the edges of his manhood gripped and felt along every inch of her canal. He still had her hair, forcing her chest to arch back with swinging breasts. With his other hand he gripped her ass cheek, slapping occasionally as a motivator for her to cum, which he also told her. "Time for you to fucking cum!" he commanded.
[07:11] Kyomi Kohime [Boot] had no issue complying with his request. As he gripped and pulled her back against him even more she let everything sweep over her. Her eyes closed and she let out a full, "Ohhhhh..." as she came for her master. Her walls tightened and gripped more viscously now as everything inside her seemed to explode with a sensation she could only equate to years of worry and dread melting away entirely. She gasped and panted loudly as he continued to pound into her through her climax.
[07:15] Malachi Stormcrow let out a low gutteral cry as he felt the waves of explosion wrack his bones and escape in messy bursts through his penis. He ripped the fluid covered cock from her, and flipped her again, drawing up to straddle her stomach and allow the rest of his ejaculation to occur across breasts and face. His eyes feasted on the sight as his fist pumped the emptying cock. He shuddered, madeningly continuing to allow powerful bursts to fall in strands across her.
[07:21] Kyomi Kohime [Boot] felt him start to empty inside her, falling a bit limper as he came as well. She smiled softly, not expecting him to flip her over. As he pinned her to the floor, she watched him shoot over her chest and head. Eyes wide, startled, but not scared. She searched his eyes and felt herself sink back into the furs as the wild, intense nature of them made her thankful that he was her master, and not another. She closed her eyes and tipped her head back, basking in his seed, "Tha... thank you..." The words were foreign to her ears, the voice like someone else's.
[07:24] Malachi Stormcrow froze again, at first because his body and mind needed a bit of recovery from the fuck, but then because of the words ... audible ... that issued from between those cum covered lips. "You speak!" he proclaimed, then chuckled, sliding from over top of her to rest on the furs cross-legged and stare in awe. "Say something else!" he spoke almost like a child in wonder. Had he known, he would have opened her weeks ago ... though her silence perhaps endeared her to the rest of the alar.
[07:29] Kyomi Kohime [Boot] still lay on her back. She hadn't even realized that she had spoken until he sat next to her and ordered her to say something else. She gripped the furs with her hands as she tried to force her mind to remember something else. She looked over Mal's face and felt at ease and turned to her side, "Ma..ster..." She winced, the word coming out choppy, like someone learning the language for the first time.
[08:00] Malachi Stormcrow was in awe of the word as it came out, grinning.
[08:06] Kyomi Kohime [Boot] curls up and hugs her knees at his silence. Perhaps he was angry with her and the grin only signaled that he was thinking of ways to punish her...
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