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Thread: Taming the Bride (Prince & darkest_fate)

Juniper froze in her loading, looking over at her husband as he spoke. A tight hole? Her father's bill of sale? We will share a bed when and where--- she began, her tone as haughty as ever. However, before she could even finish the thought, Rikkard and Lydia appeared. Juniper smiled at the two, an actual, bright smile. Rikkard had long since been a friend of her family, and Juniper had spent quite some time with the man before. She'd been present at their marriage, though she'd been quite a bit younger at the time. Now that she had a more discerning eye, Juniper noticed Lydia's... finer proportions. She also thought she saw the woman's eyes slide over her husband, a look that confused Juniper more than she cared to admit. She put it all aside and beamed at Rikkard, moving to accept a kiss on the cheek from the man. Her smile took on an edge at their introductions however. Despite a mental reminder that this was simply how everyone talked at weddings, Juniper still felt slightly offended at the fact that everyone seemed suddenly quite interested in what lay between her legs and what would go there. She fully intended to make it quite clear that such matters were wholly in her control. As Lydia whispered, Juniper's smile grew taut, and she whispered, making sure to be loud enough to be heard by her husband I believe the rumors of his virility might be quite exaggerated. He appears to be as ill-bred as we believe. I'm afraid I may be spending my wedding night alone, Oh, she wasn't afraid, she was quite confident. She radiated that confidence in a smile, turning to her food. She didn't quite notice the look shared between the noble couple, nor the quick look of semi-warning that Rikkard gave the king. One thing to punish your wife, another to punish your newlywed near-child bride at her wedding. Juniper couldn't care less about it all. She sampled a few of the sweets, enjoying the flavors upon her tongue. Yes, this should do quite nicely. Put down her husband, insure that she held sway over the court and all its intricacies, and then enjoy the adornments of royal life. Everything appeared to be going quite to Juniper's plan. She smiled contentedly, not knowing what happened between the noble guests and the king, seemingly not even realizing that she'd baited her bear of a husband perhaps a little too much. After all, she was royal, achingly beautiful, and therefore, untouchable.
Thread: Taming the Bride (Prince & darkest_fate)

Juniper was a seemingly bottomless well of annoyance, the stuck up brat getting bolder by the second even though Aric thought he had been on excellent behavior, at least for him. Rickkard and Lydia had seen him in his natural state and he felt their concerned glances in his direction. Were they worried, perhaps that he'd pull his haughty bride up by her hair and spank her on his lap as his guests were settling in? Now that wasn't a bad idea actually... Perhaps he should bend her over, lift her gown and consummate the marriage now, with all to witness? The thought was intriguing. And I fear the rumors of my wife's gentle nature are equally exaggerated, cut in Aric, not bothering to fake a stage whisper like Juniper had. For certainly no lady of such refined breeding wouldn't want to please her new husband on their wedding night. Unless... perhaps her inexperience is making her nervous? I've been assured she is a virgin and maybe she is worried about her ability to please her man? Aric leaned across the table, lowering his voice conspiratorially but loud enough for Juniper to hear. Tell me, Lord Rickkard, asked Aric, eyes dancing towards Juniper mischievously, We are bound under Umbrian marriage laws... is that correct? When the Lord nodded warily, Aric continued. My clerks researched it extensively for me as I was concerned about the limitations... fortunately as a very civilized country it turns out Umbrian law is very favorable for the husband. Perhaps you can just reaffirm for my wife some of my rights... for instance, could I spank her if she disobeys me? Well.. technically yes. If you don't disfigure or break something, there is precedent for discipline... I see, and of course, I have to right to fuck my wife, correct? At any time? Yes.. conjugal permission is implicit at all times. Excellent, replied Aric, beaming and sitting back. He turned to Juniper and gave her a syrupy smile. Darling, if you insult my virility again I'll spank you and prove my manhood to you and everyone at this feast right here and now.
Thread: Taming the Bride (Prince & darkest_fate)

Juniper felt heat rising to her cheeks as her husband continued to insult her. Worse still was the hint of truth in those words truly, Juniper did worry about being able to please her husband, or at least, to perform well in bed. She didn't choose to dwell on such matters, instead insisting to herself that she frankly didn't care how their coupling went. He'd rut upon her body like some kind of beast, spend himself, and she would simply lay there and tolerate it. What difference did it truly make if she pleased him? Juniper told herself this, told herself and continued eating the sweets, even as she heard Aric and Rickkard discussing. Umbrian marriage... Juniper paled slightly. Her own marriage laws put them on far more equal footing, and she'd thought that those had been put into place. The lords continued, talking about punishment. Again Juniper felt fire rising to her cheeks and, since she was so very pale, it showed quite vividly along her skin. Spanking? Like some insolent child? Even as a child no one dared touch Juniper in such a fashion. She was a princess , even more, a darling, beautiful, precious princess and no one was certainly going to spank her. Then they continued, even as Juniper had dropped her sweets and begun glaring at her husband. Conjugal relations at any time? Juniper may not be an expert, but she was fairly certain such... relations couldn't happen without her express permission. Aric looked at her now, his smile meeting her glare. Spank her and prove her? You won't touch me, she said, each voice dripping venom, her eyes dancing with malice, you wouldn't even dare. I'm a royal of one of the greatest houses in the world, and you will treat me with respect. I don't care what laws you think you have you won't be dealing with me. Or do you think that humiliating me in front of our guests is going to go over well? I'm fairly certain that such an act would be considered an act of war, she gave him a tight smile then, and you wouldn't want that, would you my husband? And to punctuate her remark, Juniper picked up one of the sweets and popped it in her mouth. She hadn't noticed that she'd picked something with honey on her lips. Soon they glistened for a moment, and Juniper, without thinking, extended her tongue to remove the sweet bits from her lips.
Thread: Taming the Bride (Prince & darkest_fate)

A cushion appeared Juniper sat delicately, though not without sending disgruntled looks at her husband. She caught an admonishing look from Rickkard again, and settled down as best she could, sighing with frustration. Incredibly dreary conversation followed, with Juniper Juniper dimly listening. Something about weather and other dreary matters that had never really interested the young princess. Still, she feigned interest, even as she continued picking at the food, sampling only the sweetest bits for herself. As she moved a hand, she felt her husband taking it. His touch alone made her stiffen, and Juniper fought the urge to yank it away immediately. Tact, she could practice tact for a change, instead focusing her eyes straight ahead. He had to speak though. Juniper's nose crinkled in disgust as he continued. Driven with lust, as if she didn't already know that. His thoughts turned the virginal princess's stomach, as well as reminding her of her courtly duties. She tugged at her hand then, figuring to free it. As she did, she felt him pulling it the opposite direction, off the table. Juniper sighed with frustration as she felt her arm resting on the armrest, the leather feeling uncomfortable. His hand felt large on her, like some cruel beast's paw covering her own. The next words had her recoiling in disgust once more, and she nearly rose. Only another quick look from Rickkard stopped her. Juniper flicked her lavender eyes at her husband, and the lord simply replied with a tight smile. Strange, but Juniper felt like her hand had shifted while she'd stared. That couldn't be though, because it still rested against a hard surface. That surface felt... felt a little more rounded. Rickkard made her husband chuckle, and Juniper thought she felt the armrest... move. that simply didn't make any sense, and it wasn't until Aric whispered into Juniper's ear that she realized the truth of the matter. The princess froze, her eyes locked ahead, fright and shock freezing her expression. His... member was as large... as an armrest??? Every hole he kept insisting he was going to put it in was tiny, miniscule by comparison. A cock this large would shred Juniper's lithe body. She turned to her husband, about to say something, when Lydia spoke directly to her, asking if something was the matter, she looked faint. I'm sure I'm just adjusting to things, said Juniper. It's all a bit too much for me, really. I don't think I'll ever be ready for it all, she said, tugging at her hand, wanting to get it out from under the table as soon as she could. Lydia had moved on to complimenting Juniper's hair, praising the intricate work and marveling at the amount of time it had to have taken to do it. Juniper was so focused on getting her hand away from Aric's royal scepter that she ignored everything else for the time being, earning looks from those close enough to have been in on the conversation. At least one servant had approached, obviously wondering if the new bride had taken ill and if something should be prepared for her.
Thread: Taming the Bride (Prince & darkest_fate)

Aric was a amused at the realization that part of Juniper's shock at feeling his cock was due to its enormous size. Clearly his coddled new wife was going to have to learn to be flexible in more ways than one to adjust to being married to him! All her frantic tugging to free her hand from his iron grip was actually feeling surprisingly good on Aric's aroused cock. Instead of letting her go, Aric started to rub her hand up and down his shaft, from tip to base, letting her get a sense of it's full dimensions beyond just girth. Perhaps a truer appreciation of the manhood of her new husband might make her more amenable to trying to please him. After all, many a timid lass had grown consumed by lust when they had finally seen his royal meat in all its glory! I think she'll be fine, she just needs to, mhmm, get a grip on her new life her, interjected Aric while stifling a moan. He realized Juniper had stopped speaking to focus on freeing her hand from his cock. Two could play her little innuendo game. Things may seem hard right now, mhmm yes... the change very large from her old life, but she'll find that a little effort will go a long way to making it feel like normal. Juniper's increasingly frantic efforts to free the hand Aric was using to rub his cock were making her body spasm and jerk, attracting unwanted attention. He wasn't sure how much longer he could cover for her before someone might investigate. As normal as it might be for Aric to receive a handjob, or a blowjob, during a feast at his court, getting caught forcing his new bride to perform one during his wedding celebration was probably too vulgar for even his low standards. Still, maybe he could persuade her to help him out. Shh... just grip it and stroke it for me a couple times. I want you to get used to its size before tonight. I'll leave you be for the rest of the meal if you just calm down and touch it for a bit, he whispered in her ear, voice husky with need. He added at the end, desperate for her discreet cooperation, Please darling... if you make it go away I may not even want to fuck you later tonight.
Thread: Taming the Bride (Prince & darkest_fate)

Juniper quickly learned that she could not out do her husband physically, not that the information shocked her all that much. It did displease her and send a bolt of fear through her, especially as she realized that he obviously knew she wanted nothing to do with what he had placed in her hand, yet he kept going. She caught his little innuendos, likely done to match her own. Juniper wasn't a fool she knew what he hinted at. He wanted her to play with... it until his release, whatever that was like. Nobody had been all too clear on that matter with her, and the books had been a little fuzzy on the exact details. It sounded like taking a tremendous piss to Juniper, and the last thing she wanted was her hand coated with such filth. I'm afraid that we can't let things get out of hand , my new husband, she replied, ready to continue. Soon she heard him whispering more words. Just stroke it for him a few times? She looked at him incredulously. Do you think I'm-- she began, nearly talking over him. Strange, but she thought she heard... she thought he sounded almost needy, almost desperate. The last bit, stating that he might not even be ready... Juniper seemed to vaguely recall hearing about that. Some wives did things with their mouths and hands so as to keep their husbands satiated without having to deal with... other things. Still, the thought of willingly stroking him, stroking it turned Juniper's stomach. She'd only recently swore not to touch him at all. However, it occurred to her that if she granted him this small thing, it could pay large dividends to her in the future. Plus, if she learned about what pleased him, she could use that to her advantage, like she had her father. Pouty looks and big eyes worked on daddy, so maybe the husband simply enjoyed a little play time with the log between his legs. Don't think I'm doing this because I want to touch you, Juniper hissed, tilting her head. She shifted her grip, moving to settle her hand about it. her fingers couldn't even circle the thing, which made her nervous. It felt absolutely massive, laying there. Juniper tried simply stroking her hand back and forth, taking several deep breaths. Just rub it like its the end of the chair, she told herself. She found her hand tensing for a moment, almost squeezing it, her fine nails threatening to drag along it. As soon as Juniper realized what her errant hand did, she released the cock, instead moving to try and stroke again. Juniper, your highness? said Lydia, again leaning forward. Just flushed, said Juniper, speaking quickly, forcing her eyes up away from her husband's cock toward her friend. She used her other hand to wave and shifted again. And nervous, there's just so much new here, she said, gesturing with her other hand, so much I haven't experienced yet, there, now he knew, the damn idiot. Maybe he'd be a little more willing. And maybe Juniper should move her hand faster, see if she could get this done in a hurry. Just a little though she couldn't be caught, especially since she thought Rickkard was giving her an oddly observant look.
Thread: We'll Take Over The World Moon/Jugger

High in the hills, a small town stood alone in a valley between two massive mountains. It was such a tiny town that it didn't even have a sign saying what the towns name was. It had no inn, it had no tourist attractions, it had nothing but what the locals might want or need. A bar, which served food and offered rooms for the very rare traveler. They already had a room set up for a traveler who was coming in to handle one of the biggest problems they'd had for several months. They had sent out word to the bigger cities, promising a high reward to anyone who could come and clear out the bandit camp that had taken root in one of the caves, and was constantly causing problems for the villagers and the surrounding cities that they traded with. The villagers where not sure who was coming, but someone had accepted the 300G they had offered up. It was all they could afford, they had saved up for months to be able to pay up that price. They where not getting what they had expected. Instead of a strong, giant of a man with a questionable temperament. Word soon spread across the Village that it was a woman coming up the path to the village. Wearing fancy armor made with silk, high end leather, and true metals it was clear she was rich enough to not need the job. She was just coming because she was bored, or wanted to lend a hand because she was a good person. Granted, they doubted it. She strode into the Town, her sky blue eyes tracing from person to person before she turned to the Bar, where she would learn about her job. She had pearly white hair and skin that was so pale and soft they all knew she'd never had to work a hard days labor in her life. A rich princess of a girl who spent her time playing with swords no doubt. Well, that's what they thought until they heard her name. Izumi Matsuma ! she was one of the finest Blade masters to come out of the Ninja Temples. She was always on the move, ad had, on occasion, taken an interest in young men who showed promise with a sword. She wasted no time gathering a map to the bandit camp and moved back out into the Village, chewing on a piece of dried jerky as she moved, ignoring the people who where staring wide eyed at her, all of them knowing exactly why she was there. She had no interest in bandits, she was looking for new talent that no one else would find, that no one else had soiled. Even if she found that talent inside the bandit camp itself.
Thread: We'll Take Over The World Moon/Jugger

Nathan was surrounded. He didn't know what to do! The snarls, the growls, the angry looks he saw in those beastly eyes...He held his wooden sword in hand as he saw them approach...those creatures of evil. Dammit get away from me! He said in anger as he held his wooden sword high. Three bandits were approaching him, armed to the teeth with axes and daggers. Nathan only had a single wooden sword, which he used to dispel the attackers. One would lunge toward him, only to get tripped by Nathan before feeling the back of his neck get slammed into by his sword, which KOed him and would've killed him if it was a real sword. The second and third bandit would rush Nathan now, taking a swing with an ax and a stab with a dagger. Nathan brought his sword up to catch the axe, and kicked the dagger out of the other man's hand before he managed to stab him. Pushing off the axe bandit, he rushed in and jabbed his sword right into the dagger-wielder's gut before spin kicking him into the head to knock him into the third Bandit. Using this chance...Nathan began to ran immediately, looking towards them and not where he was going...only to run into Izumi...
Thread: We'll Take Over The World Moon/Jugger

Izumi heard the sounds of a scuffle as soon as she left the village and she watched as a young man, a boy really took down three Bandits all by himself. his method was crude, his weapon a laughing stock, his only saving grace was that the bandits where worse at fighting than he was. still, he had promise and he was cute too. she stared down at him as he slammed into her. she didn't budge an inch, it was he who stumbled backwards, or at least, as backwards as he could get with her hand gripping his chin, forcing his face up so she could examine him easily. how interesting. she mused, her head tilted as she reached down and plucked up his wooden sword, handling it for a moment. crappy craftsmanship, but surprisingly well balanced. she admitted. good, that will make it easier for you to take to a real sword. her own sword was half as big as she was, hanging over her shoulder. she had a second, more normal looking sword hanging at her hip, and dozens of other daggers and blades hanging about her person. you will do just fine. she mused, tossing the wooden sword away and grabbing him in case he tried to go after it. congratulations, you've been enlisted. she stated, shoving a real sword into his hand. correcting his grip after a glance. come along then. your going to help me deal with the bandits. she ordered. i am Izumi. your name would be? she demanded, making him lead her to the cave even as she asked him questions. 'where did you learn to fight? did you make the sword? what was his work, did he farm? did he have plans for the future? how old was he? any freinds or family?' So. this is it? what a pigsty. she Scoffed, shaking her head. Bandits, they have no class at all. come on then Boy, help me kill and i'll show you things you never dreamed was possible.
Thread: We'll Take Over The World Moon/Jugger

Upon impacting the woman, he'd stumble back lightly, only to be caught by his chin as Izumi began to start inspecting him. His face went red as he stared at the woman, blushing madly as she looked curiously at him. When she took his sword, he gulped...worrying if she was part of the troupe of bandits that he had taken down just a moment ago...only to hear her say that he was enlisted. He blinked...looking confused as he heard her. Wha...? Was all he said before hearing her say that he was going to help her take down some bandits. W-What...!? Why me? Who the hell even are you...!? He said in response, hearing the girl's name. He still said nothing...hearing all of her questions and was unsure as to whether or not he could trust this girl. Though the way she was speaking...it sounded like she held a chance for a great reward if he helped her...but why him? He shook his head to get these thoughts out, and began to follow her. My...Name is Nathan. I work in this village as a farm hand by myself in my farm...I learned to teach myself how to use a sword to ward off anyone who tries to steal my crops or cattle. He murmured. Why...did you take an interest in me? And what things would you be able to show me?
Thread: We'll Take Over The World Moon/Jugger

Izumi smirked. wary, good. the boy had good instincts. she wasn't someone to be trusted. i am the person whose going to hurt you if you don't do what i say. she warned. Nathan. common name. she scoffed. it will do. she decided. a farm hand? how boring. you'll sell your farm of course, it will give you the money you need for decent armor and a good weapon more suited yo your hand. my blades are too slender for you. she admitted simply. you have... potential. she admitted as he demanded to know what she wanted with him. your form is terrible, your footwork is nonexistent, and yet you took down three well armed bandits without a scratch. she stated. i will teach you to do that on purpose. she admitted. i am a Swords mistress. or rather, a blade mistress. swords are not my only skill after all. she admitted as she drew a 'dagger' the length of her forearm. come then Nathan. show me your skills. if you survive, i will make you one of the best blade wielders in history. she admitted, smirking as she made her way into the cave, letting Nathan decide for himself if he wanted to follow her or not. once inside, it was clear that this rat infested, lice riddled, stench coated cave was indeed the home base of the bandits. there where dead beasts, rotting food, and half dead men all covered in crawling maggots and coated in flies. she huffed and pulled a silk scarf out of her pocket and wrapped it around her nose and mouth to block out the god awful stink of the cave as she moved in deeper. once truly inside, she proved that she was who she said she was as she twisted, turned, and left a wake of dead bodies as she moved. she did leave a few dozen for Nathan to test himself against of course, but she took out the bulk of the bastards. all without suffering a single scratch, well, she did get one, but that wasn't from a bandit. she had just been taller than the cave ceiling had been.