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Thank you lovies for the reception of the last two stories!
I wanted to try a MF story this time.
Enjoy!
All characters 18+
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"So you got the information from him?" King Gerald looked upon Buck.
"Yes, his house in Ole Village has woods behind it. An abandoned church located directly behind the house deeper into the woods. Also, a cave, somewhere further in the woods with supplies to last months." Buck said confidently.
The King looked at Buck with grim eyes. "You find his older sister, bring her to me, and you can have Leo. His brother, once found, will be used for the rest of them. I trust you to do this alone. No harm is to come to the girl. If the brother is found there as well you can use your best judgment."
"No harm to the girl. The boy will be caught and tamed eventually. You will have the girl by nightfall, my King." Buck said as he turned away from the King and marched out the door.
Ole Village, a poor farm town about forty minutes away from the capital by horseback. Namly forgotten by another farm closer to the capital that is supplying the crown with their wheat. Buck got on his horse with his armor and quickly sent off to Ole Village.
Arriving at Ole Village, the townspeople looked on at Buck scared as to why someone from the crown was there. Buck bobbed his head up and down at the villagers in a sign of respect to lessen their fear. He was only here for one, but maybe two. Looking down at his directions, he figures that Leo's house must be at the end of the road. That was the only house with a forest behind it.
Trotting up to his house or more of a hut, Buck gets off and takes rope from his horse's side pouch while tying his own horse off to the house. Walking up to the front door with rope in hand, he tries for the door handle. It is locked. Feeling around the old door with his left hand, looking for cracks and the condition of the door. Sizing it up, Buck steps back, and rams his body into the door at full force.
Bursting through the door with a loud crack. Buck starts taking in his environment. Completely wiped out of food, clothing, and random sheets thrown about. The house is empty like someone had to leave quickly and didn't have a choice whether or not. Buck sees the back door wide open and he smiles to himself. Always has to leave a mess.
Going out the back door, Buck starts walking into the woods. After a while he spots the abandoned church poking out of the trees. He walks up to the church and sees ashes from a fire that was here recently. On high alert now, Buck starts scanning his surroundings, going quiet to listen to whatever was around him.
Hearing a slight movement inside of the church Buck hastenly moves to the front door. Rope in hand he tries to open the handle. It is unlocked. He shakes his head as he opens the door quietly. Peering into the church with sun poking through the ceiling and the grandstands scattered about the room. Buck closes the door silently behind him and he looks further into the church.
Sitting on a bench in front of the altar looked to be a small blonde head bobbing up and down slightly. Moving as quietly as possible, Buck silently stepped his way behind this person. Standing directly behind this person who doesn't even realize that he is there, he looks over and find's Leo's sister.
Reaching his left around to cup her mouth and his right to gather her hands, he quickly grabs her and pins her down onto the ground. A muffled screech is heard.
"Be nice and I'll be nice to you." Buck says darkly. Which makes the woman struggle more. He takes his hand away from her mouth to get a cloth from his left side.
"Well." He says.
"I had nothing to do with what he did. Don't tie.. MMPH" She said as Buck shoved the cloth into her mouth quickly knocking her out.
Quickly getting a glimpse of her limp body he sees why the King would want her. Blonde hair cascading down her back, blue eyes, with a pretty face covered from legs to arms in a one piece dress. Buck tied her limp body together and carried her back to his horse. Getting her to his King before he had his dinner.
I woke up on the back of this King's guard's horse with my arms and legs tied hanging off the side. My chest and stomach are getting bounced with every galop of the horse. Whoever is riding with haste to I can only assume the capital. All because my brothers had to bite off more than they could chew. I would be taken too. Of course.
So I acted as if I was still out cold, going limp when the horse stopped moving. The guard unceremoniously got me off the horse, slung me over his shoulder, and carried me into the King's castle.
As I was being carried I peeked through my eyes and saw the back of this guard's legs with me hovering a couple of feet off the floor. We must have walked for a few minutes before coming upon a big door. He threw the doors open and hauled me off his shoulder. I landed with a soft thud.
"You can stop acting unconscious now." Buck said.
I got up on my knees and opened my eyes. King Gerald was sitting on a leather chair looking at me curiously. I looked at him in the flesh for the first time ever being in his vicinity. He was glorious and just as special as the gossipers said he was. Sitting there he was dressed in a soft robe tied around his waist. I looked in awe. Just staring at each other the King waves his hand and the guard leaves the room, leaving me alone with him.
"Name?" He says still looking into my eyes.
"Abbey. My King." I say without hesitation. I do not want him to think I mean harm.
"Abbey..." He tastes my name on his lips.
"Abbey, do you know what happens when people take from me?" He says darkly. I shake my head.
"You may speak." He nods.
"I know that bad things happen to them but can you please.."
"Ut ut ut." He waves his hand. "Tell me why I shouldn't make another example out of you."
"I uh. I wasn't a part of whatever my brothers did." He looks at me with suspicious eyes but I continue.
"I heard the bells just like everyone else. The bells that haven't been rung in over three hundred years. So I rushed to the town theater with all the townspeople. Fully expecting a show to go home and talk about for weeks. But not expecting to see my brother tied to the pole in the middle of the pit. Stunlocked in the crowd mushed in with everyone else, my hands were in front of my waist." I had to look away from his undivided attention and looked at the ground.
"Growing up with my parents, who are now dead, they didn't want me to go outside when you and the King's guard would do their annual parade around all the towns. I was furious with my mother who would not let me see you like the rest of the girls around town. They would all get together, dress up, and pick their flowers for you.
Then talk to each other at school about how handsome you were and how much you were growing the previous year. My mother forced me in my room to look from the window at the parade. The girls all handing you flowers while I was looking down at their joy, I imagined myself in their shoes." I got down on all fours and looked at him with heated eyes.
"What I would do when I gave you the flower and every way you'd react. I'd give you the flower, you'd take it with my hand, and swing me up on to your horse back to your castle. I fantasized about you." I said as I started to slowly crawl over to the King still in his chair.
"And when you walked out in your tunic, I knew then and there that my brother was fucked. There was no helping him then, and there is no helping him now, not that I would. As soon as you threw your tunic over your head, my fingers reached into my dress, and I started playing with myself, hell, I think half the crowd was."
Slowly making my way across the room to in front of him, I was now looking up at him on my knees with my hands on my lap. He looked at me with fire in his eyes. His right hand came down to rest on my cheek in a caring way. "Please continue, lovely."
I rub my cheek against his hand and with bated breath I continued. "You are better than my imagination. Everything about you, bigger than I ever thought. When you fucked my brother I imagined myself in his place." He stares into my eyes.
"You mean that Abbey?" King Gerald says. As I turn my head slightly I start kissing his hand. He looks at me with curiosity and wonder.
"Yes. My King." I said between kisses. "You don't have to take me, you can have me. I've waited my whole life just to meet you. Now I have a chance to make my own destiny instead of someone deciding it for me. Untie my hands and I will show you." His hand disappeared from my face as soon as I said untie and I missed the small warmth. I pout.
"Abbey, do you know the punishment for treason?" He asks rhetorically. I shake my head.
"Death. Stealing from the crown, stealing from me, once it happens it doesn't happen again. Yet, with everyone of them I can tell when they are who they say they are. Thieves, rapists, murders. I can tell because I am that. But you're different." King Gerald says.
"That's because I'm telling you the truth. Fuck my brothers. Leo and Ralph both of them can go fuck themselves. They're my family, but they left me to die at the house when they decided to steal from the crown." I say as I hold my hands up to him.
"My King. Untie my hands please." I say with confidence.
He reaches down and unties my hands. I wince with pain from the rough rope. I stare into his eyes as I rub my wrists in my lap, slowly biting my lip with my bottom teeth looking at his body filling the chair. I start undoing the rope tied around his robe and he looks at me with fire in his eyes.
Silent, I look at him after taking the rope from his robe and throwing it across on the bed nearby. I slowly reveal his body to me as I move his robe away from either side of his body. From the crowd it was a show, being in front of this man was something entirely different. King Gerald looks like Hercules with a cock longer than my forearm. He was semi-hard already.
Looking back up at his face revealing he's been staring at me this whole time.
