Kolath
Pulsar
- Joined
- Jan 9, 2009
It was the year 1500. The land of Acarnia and Vendee had been fighting for fifty odd years. The battle came down to this: Last of the soldiers of both lands. Both lands sent the greatest of their generals to lead their forces. Vendee lost horribly; the enemy commander simply had out maneuvered them. He knew their strength and position before they realized that he was there; and despite this disadvantage the young woman commanding the Vendeeian forces still put up a impressive showing. However it proved useless for once the generals engaged in single combat her opponent overpowered her quickly.
The Acarnian commander had been under orders to break the other commanderâ??s defiance, and if she would not break to him; he was ordered to let the men have their chance at her. However unbeknownst to the King of Acarnia his greatest general was a traitor, and was planning a rebellion and wanted the young female generalâ??s help. So he helped her learn how to act broken and obedient, after he unfortunately had to rape her. He only hoped she could come to forgive him for that.
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He shrugged then a sly smile spread across his lips before he stood his hand brushing through her hair lightly. â??How about to you letting your hair down?â? he couldnâ??t help but smirk at the very bad joke he had just made. Part of him hoped she would punch him for how bad it was, but at the same time he wanted to see her blush at the off hand compliment.
The Acarnian commander had been under orders to break the other commanderâ??s defiance, and if she would not break to him; he was ordered to let the men have their chance at her. However unbeknownst to the King of Acarnia his greatest general was a traitor, and was planning a rebellion and wanted the young female generalâ??s help. So he helped her learn how to act broken and obedient, after he unfortunately had to rape her. He only hoped she could come to forgive him for that.
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He shrugged then a sly smile spread across his lips before he stood his hand brushing through her hair lightly. â??How about to you letting your hair down?â? he couldnâ??t help but smirk at the very bad joke he had just made. Part of him hoped she would punch him for how bad it was, but at the same time he wanted to see her blush at the off hand compliment.