Thread: To be conquered (Methos and PreciousPetra)

If there were one thing he was right about it was her status now in life. He had said she was to be his whore and though she was adamant she didnt wish to be his or anyones that was how she now felt as she lay upon the bed in only her undergarments as he watched her. His eyes never seemed to leave her form the whole time and when he smiled at her as he removed his sword and armour she turned her head so her gaze for the moment was looking at the tapestry on the wall and not him as he continued to undress. Isabel felt sick as she felt his presence move close to hers. She didnt want to look at him but once he was standing by her bedside she had little other choice. Instead of her eyes now being on the wall they found themselves staring at his lower torso and much to her dismay his manhood albeit still covered. Her eyes then closed but they of course did not prevent her from feeling his touch as his fingers trailed along her side and though she didnt want this she felt a tingle run down her spine. She let out a small cry as without warning those same fingers gripped her undergarment and pulled them down revealing her most private place to him to his gaze for the first time. She could almost feel his eyes moving over her form and his question made her wish to slap him yet again. But Isabel had learned the last time that would not be wise because despite how much she hated him she could not risk him driving his fist into her belly again. She knew not if his seed had taken within her yet and though she didnt want any of this nor did she want any child possibly already growing within her to be harmed by his wrath. It had dont nothing wrong, it could not help that its father were nothing more than a greedy cold blooded murderer with a desire for the throne. To ask if I have missed thee is a foolish question sir for you already know the answer, she replied. Of course she hadnt missed him, she was only sorry he had returned so soon or rather at all. It was then she turned her head to the other side as he began to remove the rest of his clothing. Feeling his weight pressing in the bed as he firstly climbed onto it and then moved his body on top of hers. This time she was not terrified of what would happen because she knew nothing could be as painful and humiliating as when he had raped her mere hours after killing her husband and children. Isabel felt his body press against her own, she could almost feel his eyes again as he looked at her. She felt his hand upon her cheek as he tilted it making her eyes meet his briefly before he leaned down and his lips met hers with some force. Though she tried to resist him entrance he not only demanded it but claimed it and his tongue met her own though she just lay there unresponsive. She whimpered when he bit her lower lip, tugging on it with his teeth His words like so many before them and so many yet to come stung her. Was she being obedient? Yes she was, though not for any other reason but self preservation. For a time she had thought of taking her own life to be with her beloved children again, to take care of them in death as she had in life. But she knew if she died there would be not a living soul to care what happened to Denvorn or its people now left at the mercy of Conrad just as much as she now was. Isabel would not let him destroy everything in his path if she were able to stop him or at least hinder him in any way she could. Must you be so crude? she replied not wishing him to remind her that such a fate was much closer than she would ever care to admit. To be a whore in the streets for any man that could pay for body would be much worse than this, being his personal whore. This afforded her warmth and comfort she was used to-had been born into. Once again she felt the tingle down her spine as his hands moved over her body. She could feel him enjoying her firm round buttocks as his other hand enclosed around one of her breasts. Isabel winced as he squeezed it tightly, feeling his length slowly growing hard against her thigh. Of course she would hate to leave poor and disgraced, what other reason would she be doing this when her greatest desire would be to thrust a sword deep into his heart for all he had done to her and those she loved? You know I am at your mercy sir, must you remind me of it so? Or do you need to speak of such to become aroused? She couldnt help but taunt him just a little for her was doing the same and more to her. For now she couldnt say anymore as his mouth again descended on hers and again forced his tongue into her mouth. He was clearly showing her it was he who was in control he was her lord and master as well as her tormentor. Isabel could feel his arousal against first her thigh and then her belly as his fingers again tightened around each of her breasts in turn, squeezing the plump mounds for his own pleasure. Her eyes met his, his dark eyes seemed to burn into her very soul as his thumb rubbed over her nipple. Her breathing became slightly quicker and much to her shame and dismay she felt her nipple become hard. However if she thought such a reaction from her body was shameful things only became worse as his other hand pressed between her thighs and she felt him push at least two of his fingers inside her. This action made her eyes widen and she shook her head as she made a gasping sound. Nono dont do that. But of course despite her words he didnt stop, instead he moved his fingers around inside her tightness rubbing them against the walls of her womanhood. But it was when at the same time he began to grind his thumb against her clit she was unable to hide either her or her bodys reaction. Isabels hands had been laying at her sides though now her fingers tightened around the cover of the bed. Each of her hands now had fists full of satin material clenched within them as she began to make soft panting sounds, closing her eyes so he couldnt see what may lie within them. Between her legs was now becoming wet as his fingers moved inside her and his thumb still tormented her clit. His last words she knew were meant to ensure she begin to respond to his touch with ones of her own but in truth the young women felt frozen to the spot she lay on. It had been some twelve years since she had lay with a man in such a way and then such passion which had come from her had not been sparked or enflamed by her husband but by the one she had kept secret then and ever since. But now if she didnt react or be at least compliant he may well grow angry again and decide she wasnt worth such trouble and cast her out of her home with nothing but her pride. But her pride would not fill her belly with food or ensure she had a warm and safe place to sleep each night as well as all the trimmings which came with the life of a duchess. Not to mention the fact it was never far from her mind she could already be with child. Ill notstruggle withyou this time, take fromme the pleasure you seek. Isabel found it difficult to even say the words as she fought with herself not to push against his thrusting fingers now wet from her own arousal. Her eyes remained closed and she bit down hard on her bottom lip so as not to moan out loud.