"Ash! Get our things together, we have a job to do!" A broad knight in shiny metal armor exited the main hall of Provein Castle.
"Yes, Sir Leinert. Right away!" I gave a knight's salute as I stood up from sitting on a tree stump.
Sir Leinert was summoned by Lord Praveen after some local peasants complained about strange magic radiating the local crops. A lady was restrained by some pumpkin vines the other day, she said it touched her in a strange way.
Bollocks.
She seemed like she had a tumble in the pumpkin patch with someone and wanted to cover it up.
"I'll requisition a wagon for our horse." Leinert pointed towards the stables. "Go get provisions, we'll be going on a days travel." He pivoted and marched to the stables with one hand resting on his sheathed sword handle.
I ran towards the Knight's Quarter section of the castle. This is where Lord Praveen housed his most trusted knights. Just across from the Knight's Quarter is the Squire's Dormitory. Of course nicely nested right next to the stables. It constantly stunk.
I made my way to the knight's quarter to collect Sir Leinert's travelling supplies. I pushed through the large engraved wooden doors of the quarters and nearly bumped into Sir Barnhart.
"Watch it lil' un'!" A towering broad man in full armor nearly knocked me down by just standing in my way.
"I'm sorry sir! I'm just collecting Sir Leinert's gear. Lord Praveen has called upon us for something." I rubbed my cheek, his armor was quite hard.
"Aye? Lord Praveen has called upon me as well. Alas, my
squire
is most certainly away in town getting oiled on mead or wine." Barnhart tugged his mustache angrily.
"My most sincere apologies sir, do you need help collecting your gear?" I offered my services, it seemed like Barnhart was nearly ready to leave anyways.
"Ah, lad. You need to look after your own Sir first. Thank you for the offer Ash, but Rickard needs to learn sooner or later. If you see him, send him my way. I know I look ready, but there is a lot more needed for where we are going." Barnhart pointed towards the door to his quarters, piles of his provisions and luggage nearly reached the ceiling of the tall hallway.
"As you wish sir." I gave him a knightly salute.
"Now off you go!" He responded by giving me a harsh pat on the shoulder.
I trudged past him, he clanked out of the quarters towards the town. I walked past the towering luggage, down the stone brick hallway and into Leinert's private room.
"
Leinert...
" Leinert left his fireplace on
again
. His room was almost too warm. The fireplace crackled in the quiet warmth of his low-lit room. I opened the curtain and let natural light into his room. I quickly put out his fireplace and began to collect his necessities. Extra parchments, inkwells, quills, provisions, clothing, and maps.
I crammed the travelling supplies into two overloaded heavy bags. I began to waddle with the bags over my shoulders. Each step I took in the hallway I had to stop for a breath of air.
Shit
I shoulda taken trips.
I neared the end of the hall back towards the wooden door. Then I heard something. It sounded like squishing. Something wet. I set the bags down and followed the noise. The noise came from one of the knight's private rooms, I gently pushed the door open just a crack.
I saw Amelia, one of the courtiers on her knees...servicing a knight. In front of the fireplace, the knight drank from a goblet as she bobbed her head up and down on his member. Sloppy wet noises came from her as she sucked his full length.
"That's it, suck me, you
royal
harlot." the knight grabbed the back of her head and pushed her all the way down, she gagged. He grunted with delight.
I felt myself getting hard. Shit, what a lucky knight, and with a royal courtier too! Never had I believed a member of the royal court would have sex with a lowly knight or peasant. I looked back and forth in the hallway and saw Barnhart's luggage pile again. Damn, he'll probably be back soon, I better get going.
Gently, I shut the door so it would not make a noise when it clasped. I could still hear the gentle wet noises of the royal courtier sucking.
With a deep breath I hefted the two bags back over my shoulders and kicked open the wooden engraved door.
I nearly walked face first into Barnhart's metal chest plate again.
"Hello sir! I'm almost done, please do let me know if you need my help." I spoke through gritted teeth. The more knight friends I made, the easier my life would be when I finally was knighted.
"Ah, Ash. It seems to me your arms are full as it is!" He let out a laugh and patted my back. I nearly collapsed under the weight.
"I'll be fine sir!" I huffed one last breath before finding a non-muddy spot to set the bags down, I ended up on my knees. "Did you find Rickard?"
"No, he must be elsewhere. Though I still believe he is at the bottom of a mug." Barnhart seemed disappointed.
"Please sir, let me help you." I pushed off of my knees.
"If you insist Ash. Come with me." He led me back into the quarters and explained that he already had a wagon ready. I began to move the luggage from the hall out onto his wagon. Each trip I could still hear the wet noises coming from the knight's room.
After the second to last bag I stepped into the knight's quarter hallway and saw Barnhart with his large member in his hand as he peered into the knight's room. Obviously he found what I had seen, yet he was more bold than I. He is a knight after all. After a few seconds I saw him release his seed onto the door, he then shut it quietly and jumped as he saw me.
"Ahem, hi Ash...did you?" His face began to blush.
"What's that sir? I just got in here." My face felt warm, I must have also been flustered by the scene. "I'm nearly done packing your wagon." I didn't want to embarrass him, he had always been nice to me.
"Mhm, good. Uh, thank you for your help squire...Ash." He adjusted his codpiece and clipped it back onto his greaves. "Excuse me, I must find Rickard now...I think my armor clasps are...loose." He hesitated and saluted me before grabbing the last bag in the hallway and quickly leaving. The large wooden door shut behind him.
I double checked once again and opened the door to the knight's room. This time he had the courtier bent over a table. He had begun to fuck her. The wet noises were even louder than before. I pulled out my own penis and began to wank. The knight pushed his length all the way into her as she moaned gently into her arm.
She turned towards him "Fuck me like you mean it, do you call yourself a knight!?" this egged him on. I guess she was not enjoying her time with him.
He smacked her ass with his metal gauntlet, leaving a nasty red mark and thrusted hard and fast, her moans increased in volume. He did not last much longer as he moaned and came inside of her. His cum dripped from her already dripping wet pussy. Before I could finish, I noticed that Amelia turned and saw me. She looked me in the eyes, and slowly looked down at me stroking my shaft. She smirked and winked.
"There, now explain that to Lord Praveen, you slut." He gave her one last slap leaving a small scratch on her bright red butt. He pulled out and his cum flowed out of her.
