I Want Your Heart Body And Soul

Darin surveyed the scene in the dusty enclosure that served as temporary housing for the latest captive women from their neighbours in the tiny country of Arklid . His countrymen had plundered Arklid for their women for as long as he could remember. Legend had it they were the most beautiful women in the world and there was never any trouble making them pregnant and delivering usually a male child to boost Sordan's depleted warrior force once they became of age.

Darin had a particular interest in this latest group; his father, Karn, had promised him his pick of the women as Darin had reached the age of nineteen and his father was keen for him to father a boy to be brought up as a future ruler of Sordan.

As he watched the women milling about in the enclosure he saw that most of the women were in filthy rags, some were even naked as they had been carried from the beds of their husbands or lovers who were put to the sword as a matter of course. One however stood out, she was dressed no differently from the others but the women bowed their heads as they passed near her and gave an almost imperceptible curtsey to which the mystery woman would nod in recognition. Darin knew that such deference was only given to the high born no matter which country it was, so here was a high born of some beauty and if she were to bear a boy from his seed then he would be of truly acceptable blood.

"Olan, find the woman in the enclosure with golden braids, prepare her and bring her to me in my chamber, allow her to bring two of her own kind with her to attend her."

Olan was Darin's servant but also his best friend and he replied jesting with his master.

"So, one beauty has caught your eye already Darin, what of the others? Do you intend to try them all?"

Darin chuckled, Olan was the only one of his servants who would dare to tease him like that.

"If necessary I will take them all one by one but the one I have mentioned appears to be different, perhaps even a high born."

Olan knew better than to push his teasing so he bowed his head in acknowledgement and left to find the woman that Darin had indicated. Darin turned back to watch the pen with the women, seeking out the striking blonde. It seemed that she sensed him watching her and she turned round and stared straight back at him her eyes filled with intense hatred and insultingly she raised one finger in his direction and smirked in defiance.

The insult in itself meant nothing to Darin but the manner in which she so openly defied him rankled and he bristled with indignation, she would pay for that, by the gods she would pay.

Olan had no difficulty finding the woman that Darin wanted, she stood apart from the other women as if she was of a different, superior species.

"Bring two women of your choosing and come with me, you need to be prepared, my Lord Darin wants you."

Olan used his most commanding voice ensuring that there would be no discussion, Darin had ordered him to do something so he would do it.

The woman turned and looked at him with disdain, "Why would I do as your Lord commands? I am not accustomed to being told what to do, tell him that I will come when he sends someone who can ask me in a civil manner." She then turned her back on him.

"You are making a grave mistake, My Lord Darin is also unaccustomed to disobedience, I would suggest that you do as you are told or be forcibly removed and bathed by our own people."

Olan replied with a growl, growing irritated by this woman. Why Darin would have any interest in her he had no idea, she was comely enough, full figured from what he could tell, from the way her rags swirled around her body and she had a pretty face with full sensuous lips, pert nose and clear grey eyes that Olan had no doubt could entrance lesser men .

Without warning she called out commandingly. "Anista, Caron, gather your belongings we have been summoned." The two women she had called to gathered their belongings into bundles of rags and followed her as she strode from the pen, her head held high, looking neither right nor left. Olan followed behind, confused at the sudden change of attitude.

Olan guided the three women to the baths inside the stone walled building that served as a palace and told them that when they were ready there were clothes behind a screen and they were to call him and he would present them to his Lord Darin.

Olan stood outside the entry to the baths ensuring that there would be no unwanted visitors but he could not resist a peek into the room and saw the three women bathing each other, their hands on each other's body using the expensive scented soaps lavishly and washing each other's most intimate parts. Blushing at the scene Olan returned to his post outside the door

He could hear the three women talking and the splashing and giggling as all three availed themselves of the opportunity to cleanse themselves. Oddly, there was no mention of Darin or what might be in store for them almost as if they knew what their fate would be.

An hour later Caron called to Olan. "My Lady is ready to meet with your Lord Darin but what will become of it I can't say." Olan smiled at Caron, she too was quite comely and the bath and fresh clothes allowed her prettiness to show. Her dress was of velvet green and clung to every curve even though it was modest and showed no more than was necessary. "Very well mistress Caron, follow me." he replied warmly as Caron returned his smile blushing a little.

Olan led the trio of women to Darin's chambers and announced them "The woman you requested My Lord Darin, unfortunately I do not know her name but her two companions are Caron and Anista."

"Thank you Olan, that will be all, take the two companions to the kitchens and have them fed, I wish to talk to this woman alone."

The two stood glaring at each other neither willing to give way, until Darin suddenly demanded, "Your name and title if you have one, I will not speak to anyone whose name is unknown to me and before you speak you address me as My Lord."

"My name is Princess Agnetha of Arklid, and you are not my lord as you claim, I... we... have been brought here against our will so I imagine that makes us your captives but certainly not your slaves." She replied quietly but defiantly.

Darin visibly bristled at the slight to his right to be addressed as My Lord.

"Don't be impertinent woman, if I wish I could give you to the soldiers for their amusement but as you are high born or say you are I intend to keep you for myself and you can give me many sons, I will give you one more chance, kneel and kiss my hand and you will be treated as my mistress, if not, the three of you will be returned to the pen, your fate then will be in the hands of the gods."

Agnetha again replied quietly "If it were just for myself I would take my chances in the pen but as the fate of my sisters depends on me I will succumb to you." She then knelt and briefly held his outstretched hand and her soft sensual lips brushed over his knuckles. As Agnetha took his hand Darin felt a surge of lightning pass between them and he knew he had to have her. "Good, you have seen sense and given yourself into my service and also your..sisters?" questioning as to whether the other two women were actually her sisters or whether it was just a turn of phrase. "All the women of Arklid are sisters in name, regardless of birth." She replied by way of explanation.

"I see, so you are obviously expecting me to treat them in the same manner as I treat you, even so far as sharing my bed with them, for I can assure you that you will be sharing my bed regularly."

"Of that I am in no doubt, not that it will give either of us any great pleasure. I am accustomed to choosing for myself whose bed I lie in, I accept that I am yours to do with as you please but do not expect me to be responsive to your carnal demands. Do you wish to take me now?" Agnetha calmly looked Darin in the eye and slipped the dress from her shoulders and let it slither to the floor, standing naked in front of him.

Darin couldn't help letting a gasp of appreciation escape as his eyes roamed over her. Her long, blonde, almost golden locks were braided in two separate strands, hanging down her back almost to the crack of her small round arse. Her breasts were not overlarge but were pert and jutted out with small delicate pink buds for nipples surrounded by a darker shade of pink areoles. A narrow waist accentuated the curve and flare of her hips. What really took his attention was the darker blonde bush of tight curls that adorned her mound and the promise of a warm wet pussy between her long shapely legs. "Yesss, very nice, turn around I want a good look at you." He hissed and commanded her through clenched teeth.

Agnetha glared at him but slowly turned round and presented her tight round arse to him. Darin stepped closer and ran his fingers from the nape of her neck down her spine to the gentle curve of the small of her back, feeling the soft silkiness of her pale skin. Agnetha's skin shuddered as his hand ran over her body and she shied away from his touch. "Do you not appreciate my touch Princess?" Darin coo'ed in her ear, his groin pressed into her crack. "Truthfully, I find your touch abhorrent and repulsive, I would prefer a pail of worms over me." Darin gasped at the rebuff, no one had ever dared to speak like that to him.

"We will see about that, go to my bedchamber and wait for me, you need to learn some manners."

Agnetha knew she had no choice but to do as she was told, if she refused the likelihood was that he would take her forcibly and in all probabilty he would also beat her for her insulting impudence so she mustered her courage and followed Darin's directions to his bedchamber and sat on the edge of the bed trying to hold back her tears. She was not afraid of being used like a whore as she had used men back in her own country to provide her with pleasure but then it had been her choice alone who she welcomed to her bed. No, it was the fact that she found the thought of this Lord Darin penetrating her inner sanctum without her permission strangely arousing and she couldn't control the arousal she felt as her nipples swelled into hard points and she felt the wetness creeping around her tender, sensitive nether regions. Thinking logically she decided that her best course of action was to not resist him in any way but neither would she encourage him by allowing her body to respond to him.

Darin followed Agnetha to his chamber undecided whether he should try to woo her into his bed or whether to take her as was his right. He undressed slowly allowing her to see his well muscled body, toned and honed by hours of sword play in the courtyard with Olan and the best swordsmen of his army. He slipped off the bottom half of his clothing and stood naked, directly in front of Agnetha with his member swinging slowly like a pendulum, his arousal evident.

"Look Princess Agnetha, does the sight of me not make your blood flow and make you wish for me to take you?"

Agnetha raised her eyes and she made her reply as cutting as she could. "Truly, your member is as arousing as your words and as meaningless to me, I have no desire to be taken by you either by force or cajoling but if that is your wish there is nothing I can do to stop you." lowering her eyes as she spoke so that she did not have to look at the appealing length of manly muscle that hung between his legs.

Again Darin found the icy tone of her words discomforting and his anger boiled over and he grabbed her two braids of golden hair in his hand and twisted them around his fist pulling her head back so his face was only inches from hers. "You are being very stupid speaking to me like that, I have half a mind to give you a public whipping, I am sure your subjects will appreciate the fact that I am not to be trifled with. Perhaps you will be more amenable if I were to give, say, six of your subjects a whipping in your place, it would show them that you care not one jot about them but only yourself."

Agnetha trembled initially at the thought of a public whipping but was prepared to accept it, but when Darin suggested that six of her subjects may take her place, icy fingers of despair clutched at her heart.

Bravely she looked Darin in the eye she replied in an even flat tone "I offended you and for that I have no regrets but I will not allow any of my subjects to be the object of your anger towards me so In return for sparing me the whipping I am prepared to use my tongue on your manhood, if I do not please you then by all means punish me as you wish."

Darin smiled inwardly, so, he had found her weak spot, her love and loyalty to her people. He grasped his manly rod and caressed it slowly and lovingly, he was proud of his erection and many a female had swooned with delight when allowed the privilege of touching it and taking it inside them. "You are in no position to bargain with me, there is nothing to prevent me from allowing you the privilige of sucking my Royal cock and having you whipped afterwards. However I will accede to your offer but be warned if you do not please me I will surely publicly flog you and have it known why." Darin smirked as he spoke, he had won the first battle with this feisty Princess but he knew there would be many more in the future.

"Let us be clear you may use your tongue and lips but nothing else unless I command you, So you must be on your knees to gain access, hands behind your back so you are not tempted to disobey me, KNEEL GIRL!! " His voice was commanding and compelling and Agnetha had no option but to obey, she had foolishly talked herself into this situation but on the other hand his cock was handsome and inviting, it would feel good in her mouth, to feel the hard shaft thrusting into her throat as she laved his girth.

Agnetha rose gracefully and knelt in front of Darin his glistening purple head inches from her face and clasped her hands behind her naked back as she had been instructed. She stretched her head forward to lick the precum from his tip but just as she was about to flick her wet pink tongue at him he chuckled and his hand swung it away from her, without concious thought her head followed and tried again but once more he teased her swinging his manhood in the opposite direction. "You're not really trying are you?" he barked seemingly in a bad temper.

Agnetha raised her head to look at him and said in a choked voice "I... I am but if you would hold still"

"Don't be impertinent girl, who gave you permission to speak? Just get on with it" He chuckled at his humiliation of this once proud princess now on her knees begging to be allowed to suck on his manhood. Without warning he swung his thick shaft and caught her on the side of her head almost sending her sprawling. "Back on your knees and complete your task" he barked. Agnetha lunged forward managing to capture his cockhead between her lips and began laving the thick veined shaft with saliva, trying not to show how much she was enjoying the feel and taste of him she screwed her eyes shut. She wanted so desperately to hold his member in her hands and cradle his hot heavy balls but she heeded his warning and dug her nails into her palms behind her back.

Darin leant back on his elbows savouring Agnetha's soft moist lips on his cock then begin the slow delicious descent into her throat as she took him in inch by inch, her throat rippling along the length of his shaft. He watched as her eyes slowly lifted to meet his and saw the desperate lust and desire that burned in them. He smirked to himself, satisfied that Agnetha wanted more, much more than he was prepared to allow her for the moment but her hot mouth and throat had him on the brink of needing release so he relaxed and let his sperm gush forth from him to fill her throat and cause her to gag and splutter on his hot creamy spunk as she tried to swallow. When the white cream began to seep from the corners of her lips he pulled her bobbing head from his cock and let the remainder splash over her face and full round breasts until her face was just a white dripping mask.

"You have done well Agnetha." he sneered. "Imagine the pleasure we will have when you have learned more of my needs."

Now that it was over Agnetha's desires subsided and she felt a sense of shame for having submitted so easily in fear of a whipping. It wasn't what a courageous princess would have done, she should have taken the whipping instead of being humiliated but deep inside she felt elated that she had enjoyed Darin's cock deep in her throat and hoped that this was only the beginning and that in time he would take her tight hungry aching pussy. Not that she would make it easy for him, she would deny him his pleasure of her body even if he took her to the gods and back.

Darin carefully cleaned his cock on Agnetha's hair leaving her golden locks stained with her saliva and his cum then pushing her away and ordering her to clean herself and commanding a handmaiden to show her to her new quarters.

Agnetha was made to walk through the maze of passages to her new quarters completely naked, her breasts swaying and flared hips swinging, her head held high, looking straight ahead ignoring the lascivious stares of the numerous guards. On reaching her quarters the handmaiden prepared a bath for her and left her alone to wash her voluptuous shapely body. As Agnetha slipped into the hot scented water she could still taste Darin's sperm on her tongue and she shuddered wondering when she would do so again. Beneath the water of the bath Agnetha's fingers delved into her velvety pink pussy and she trailed a finger around her aroused distended clit, thinking back to the moment when Darin had decorated her face and tits. It only took a few moments before Agnetha's head lolled back on her shoulders and her body shook with a violent shattering orgasm, then again and again. Panting hard Agnetha rode out her orgasms and began to carefully and thoroughly wash her body, finding some spots of Darin's cum under her breasts she scooped it up with her fingers and tasted Darin once more. Yes she had loved the feel and taste of his hot creamy sperm sliding down her throat but there was no way she would allow Darin to know that or how much she craved him again.

Darin was sated for the moment and for the next two days he wallowed in the memory of Princess Agntha's hot hungry mouth circling his magnificent cock and her quicksilver tongue laving his shaft. Agnetha had tried to hide from him the pleasure she had felt while pleasuring him but he could tell that she was skilled in pleasuring a man with her plump sensual lips and hot pink tongue. He felt sure that if she was denied his cock for a while she would become more amenable, taking and also giving pleasure while he took her tight shapely body.

"Bring 'Princess' Agnetha to me, make sure she is cleaned thoroughly and dressed in clothes that do not hide her body from me." Darin could wait no longer, he had to know if his denial of her had changed her mind about the use he had in mind for her.

Agnetha had spent two whole days wrestling with her conscience and her needs, trying to decide if giving herself to the imperious, arrogant Darin who had tricked her into pleasuring him, was what she really wanted or whether it would be a betrayal of her position and free will. Each time that he entered her mind her stomach churned and she recalled the musky odour of his cum as it slid down her throat, her very core wept in frustration and streamed down her silky thighs as she fought against the temptation to give herself release. Oh she tried well enough but it always ended the same way with her fingers deep in her wet pink hole finding the place deep within herself that would enable her to end the aching need that burned between her legs.