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Spoils of War [Rayn_Chain]

The Prince finished his meal in good time. He had general chit chat with those around him, Noth kept ranting about some 'crazy bitch' (as he called it.) But the Prince tended to try and ignore Noth, he never really spoke much sense at the best of times and especially not when he was angry about something. Now and against people tried to bring up the subject of sharing 'the spoils,' but that was quickly put down with a quick change of subject. He had no plans of giving her away.

Francis assumed that she would be dressed and probably fed by now and so he rose just as the servant he had sent returned, he beckoned her forward with another errand. "Go back up there," he thought he saw her roll her eyes but a stern glare quickly stamped on that, "Go back up there and take her to the reception room, and have Timoth arrange some seating for the human." He tried to sound as if he wasn't being kind, that he was still treating her like a slave, even though that's not really what she felt like anymore. But for the time being, he must give everyone that impression, and even try and convince himself of the same.

He hastily made his own way to the grand room which had been laid in gold and silver and reds of the highest quality, pity she would not be able to appreciate such beauty. He sat at the far side of the room and awaited her arrival. He would get her to do something for him, and then he may allow her to start the plan to bury her, 'loved ones.'

The rest of the wait, he sat in silence alone, thinking deeply for the first time in a long time. In fact, he hadn't thought this deeply since his days a mortal all those years ago.
 
Waiting in the room she heard the door open and stood up, a little anxious, hoping to see him, but her hopes were let down as the servant entered the room again and asked for her to follow to a different room. But she nodded and held out her hand to the woman so she could lead her there. The servant took a gentle hold of her hand, as though she was afraid she would break her, and walked with her through the halls, chatting softly between each other. “The prince seems to be interested in you, he has never allowed a slave to wear such an elegant gown.” She said softly, looking at the outfit again before giggling and bringing her to the door, pushing it open slowly and then bringing her inside and gave her a soft shove to push her in further.

Yelping softly she caught her balance before falling, blushing brightly before she straightened up and gently brushed wrinkles from the gown. She listened, wondering if there was someone in the room with her, or if she was alone, so she stood there silently for a second before taking a few steps forward with a hand out to feel for anything that she might run into, and finally she found a chair and sighed softly, remaining there with her head down a little as though looking at the floor, assuming that the prince would be in to see her soon, if he weren’t already in there with her.
 
The Prince watched her, human's were elegant creatures in truth. Her curves slowly made their way across the room and rested in the chair only a few metres away. Despite the myths, Vampires did still breathe. They weren't actually dead. Just transformed, immortal. The Prince was careful to control his breathing, slowing it down, trying not to disturb her as he watched her. Again, flashes of lust filled him. He wanted to remove that dress and bite her, ravish her with other parts of his body too.

He had to control himself. A good three minutes passed before he finally spoke, he spoke softly as to not disturb the girl. "Hello again," he said with a smile on his face that she could not see, but he wondered if it was possible to hear a smile? Her hearing did appear to be rather acute. "I have decided to grant you the chance to bury your family, on the condition that you do something for me." He continued before pausing and allowing his words to sink in.

He rose from his seat and laid a careful hand on her shoudler, stroking her cheek with the other. "Dance for me," he spoke the words directly, but they weren't an order, they were a offer. "Dance for me and I will assist you." He was unsure why he was even making a deal, he could make her dance if he wished anyway. But still, he felt that she should be given an option. Should he feel this way for a mortal? He didn't know, and he didn't really want to find out but he stepped back nonetheless and rested his chin on his braod chest. "What do you say?"
 
For some reason Ember could not shake the feeling that someone was in the room with her, but then again it was a castle full of vampires and since she could hardly ever hear them she never knew if one was around or if it was just her being paranoid. She moved around a little finding the other things in the room that could possibly harm her if she were to accidentally trip or something along those lines.

Hearing his voice she jumped slightly and looked in the direction of his voice, knowing she could not see, but she still wanted him to know that she was trying her best to be normal. “Hello, Master.” She said softly, knowing some how he was smiling, and so she returned a soft smile to him, remembering the night before and what he had said she was to call him. “All I have to do is dance for you, and you will let me bury my family? Today?” She asked nervously, feeling that something was amiss, but she bit her lip and nodded. “I will dance for you then, if it would please you, do you happen to have someone who can play an instrument so I may have music to dance to.” She said softly, walking over to make room for her to dance.

“Why just a dance?” She asked curiously, “Out of anything you could have from me, you wish to see me dance? It is rather odd, any human would have asked something else much more precious, why don’t you?” She asked, not meaning to sound as though she were complaining but she was curious, he had show interest in her, not just in mind, but body as well.
 
He was taken a back by the questions, but first he must addess something. "Today," he said slowly, "we may arrange today, but not today." He felt he used the word 'today' a bit too much, but still he continued, "but yes, a simple dance and your family is put to 'rest.'" Now he must tell her why, this wouldn't be such an easy answer. He didn't really have one prepared.

"I just want it," he settled on, it was a poor answer but she couldn't argue really. "There will be no music," he added, addressing her last question, he couldn't have anyone see what he wanted from this girl. It wasn't normal behaviour for a vampire. "Just dance and they will get their rest." He nodded for some reason, even though he knew she couldn't see it. "Just move your body however you see fit," he said with a smirk.

"Are you okay to do this?" he questioned.
 
Hearing him she frowned when he said that it would be arranged, “Please, I don’t want to buzzards to eat them much more than they may have already.” She said, not wanting to find her family torn to ribbons by the foul birds. But she had no choice in the matter and nodded, “Fine, I will dance for you master.” She answered, wondering why he was acting so odd now, but she could hardly read him sometimes so it was something she would have to just get use to.

When he said there would be no music she was a little confused, knowing it would be difficult to dance without music, but she nodded and listened to what he said, her family was all that she had, that she knew of, and she didn’t want to imagine them being defiled like that, out in the open. So she bit her lip and stepped over to where she would not be running into anything and took a deep breath, “I am not okay with doing this, but I will if I must Master.” She answered coldly. What she didn’t say was that she knew how gypsies danced, her mother being always interested in things like that so she could easily do one of their more advanced dances. She did not have music so she played a song she knew in her head as she began dancing.

There was a few twists, spins, and much more. Her arms flowing slowly and gently over her body, never touching herself inappropriately, and her hips swayed legs moved so slowly and gently like a ballerina. She was a little nervous since she could not tell if he was enjoying the dance or not, so she just kept a false smirk across her lips, despite her unease and kept going.
 
The Prince watched, and so did his body and it reacted. Slowly blood began to flow to the more secluded parts of his body. His mind was filled with images as she swayed her perfectly formed body in front of him. Slowly, he unbuckled the belt holding his pants up and slid a hand inside his underwear. He felt his member in his hand, it was large, not overly so, but a good inch bigger than most he reckoned.

Slowly, he began to rub his member, his breathing became heavier and he tried to control it. "very good," he said almost panting as the rubbing became quicker, harder. "More," his breath was thin, he had had sex worse than this. The woman in front of him was something of a dream. Then it came, or more so, he came. A slight moan left his lips. He hoped she didn't notice. Cum covered his hand which he quickly rubbed away on his underwear. His breathing became more relaxed and his heart slowed back down. "Very good," he said again with confidence after another minute or so. "You may stop," he nodded, again she couldn't even see it, "I have decided something also," he paused unsure.

"I shall go with you tonight, myself, and help you bury your fallen," he took a deep breath, "but you must tell no one, or this life ends for you," another pause, "do you understand?"
 
Hearing him she wondered what he was doing, but not once did she stop to see if he was alright, blushing brightly since she could not tell what his expression was, until she heard him tell her ‘very good’ and it assured her that he was at least some what enjoying himself, and as he said more she continued, not skipping a beat as she danced for him, knowing she was rather close to him, but something felt odd about the atmosphere in the room.

Once her told her to stop she did so carefully and walked to there he had been sitting, stepping to the arm of the chair then kneeling down next to him, and as he spoke a smile lit up across her face and she nodded happily. “Thank you so much Master, I will tell no one, I swear.” She said, not wanting to ruin this for her and her family, but she wondered why he was going to go since it meant her may have to sleep in the castle while they were gone until the night, but all they would have to do was board up the kings bedroom windows and he would be fine, but then again she wasn’t sure if the sun greatly affected him or not.
 
He rested a hand on her shoulder as she kneeled before him. He felt much better now that he had been relieved. "We shall go soon," he spoke with confidence and control, "we shall ride by horse back, just us." He assured her of this before standing and walking towards the side of the room where a small talisman lay. There was only one of these in exsitance, it protected the wearer against the sun. Not indefinately, but would prolong the effects of sun on a vampire. It may come in handy, it was already nearing the end of the night and it would take about an hour to ride back to the city the had pillaged.

"Follow me," he said after a few minutes of silence, taking her hand and leading her towards the door and down a dark corridor to the exit of the great Vampire palace. A guard opened the door for them as they stepped into the chilly night air, he could hardly feel it, but he suspected she would. But he was sure she would be okay so long as they kept moving.

Before leaving he took a touch and matches from a supply bag that each of the horses carry with them. His steed was the largest of the lot, muscles and a coat that shone in the moonlight. He smiled as the horse he had named "Princes," he thought the name was funny, considering he was a prince and all. Soon they were climbing onto the horse, it took some minutes to for the Prince to get Ember up, but eventually she was and holding onto his midsection as he order the horse onto the road and into the dark night.

It never occured to the Prince that this wasn't Vampire behaviour at all, at that moment he was happy. For the first time since being mortal all those years ago, he was happy.
 
She felt the hand on her shoulder and tried to calm herself, while listening to him. And wondered why he wanted to go, just she and himself, but she did not complain, instead she moved a soft and warn hand to his cold one on her shoulder, “Thank you so much for this Master, I ill try to make it up to you some how.” She said softly before standing up and waiting for him, wondering what it was that he had gotten, but she shrugged it off and followed him when he took her hand, making her blush brightly again.

Following him out she knew nothing of where she was, but didn’t really care, she was too excited to care about little things such as that at the moment. And once to the stable she got onto the horse with the prince and wrapped her arms tightly around his torso, her hands resting on his chest while she leaned her head against his back, sighing gently, and trying not to shiver as she horse took off, knowing it would take a little to get there, and it would be day by time they got there.

Leaning forward she was a little concerned about him and even proceeded to ask once it was just he and herself, “Master, why do you ride now? Won’t the sun harm you? Once we get there if you would like I can go to my mother and father’s room and block out any of the sun if you will be needing rest.” She offered, knowing that she was suppose to be his pet, but still she didn’t have to be angry toward him constantly, even if the thought of her family lingers and due to this man.
 
They rode for a few minutes, Francis did not answer her questions staright away. He was just saviouring the moment.

The sun was starting to rise and he could feel its heat upon his skin. While he didn't feel the cold, he could certainly feel that. The talisman held fast though as he was not dying as he would have done before. Although his answers were delayed he felt he owed them to the girl sitting behind him, he was being rather suspect after all about the whole thing.

"I have my ways with the sun," he said softly, reaching the top of the hill where he could see the town only a mile off, "I ride now, becuase I want to." He wasn't going to answer that because, he didn't know himself. The final question was addressed short, "yes, I would like that."

The rest of the final mile was in silence until they rode through the battered gates of the castle grounds. In front of them were the bodies of the hung, the birds hdn't seemed to have got them yet. He was glad she didn't have to see this sight, it was not a nice one by any means. He bowed his head, for the first time he felt ashamed. "I shall deal with these bodies," he said calmly, "you can go and sort the bedroom." He was confident she could managed despite the site, living here for so many years.

With that he dismoutned and began to cut loose the bodies.
 
Listening she rolled her eyes, his answers seeming to just avoid her questions, not giving her much of an answer, but she was glad he accepted her offer and could tell from the smell of the area that they had arrived, and her arms tightened around his body to comfort herself, not even wanting to imagine this since she could only do that, and nothing more. Hearing him speak she nodded, really glad that he did not want her to get them down as well, not sure if she could take it without throwing up or sobbing her eyes out of her sockets.

Heading up through the town and felt something odd, like someone was watching them as she made her way into the castle, most of the blood dried, and she walked down the dead silent halls, and to her parents room, closing the window’s curtain which reach down in a pile on the floor, blocking out all light, not that she needed it, but it was there. And then just for good measure she went into the bathroom and brushed through her hair while letting the hot water fill in the kings tub, which was big enough for four people at least, needing a bath since she had not had one in days now, and she liked being cleanly. So she lit a fire under the water’s metal container to heat it up and in no time the hot bath was ready, and it had only taken a few hours to heat up to steaming hot.

She wondered how long it would take him to take care of the bodies and shrugged it off, stripping off the gown he had given her and put it aside as well as her mother’s necklace, and went over to the tub, her long red hair flowing down her back as she slowly stepped into the water, relaxing her muscles and putting her mind at ease.
 
It took a few hours but soon he was finished burying the last of the humans. He felt sad in a way that he had killed them, it wasn't REALLY something he had to do. But being a Vampire, its just what they did he supposed. He didn't like that at all at this moment in time but the sun was rising and the sun was starting to burn him slightly, the talismon wasn't fullproof after all. He got inside quickly and quietly and smelt around.

He found the scent of the girl and quickly followed it, he was about to enter the door when he saw her undressing. He chose not to move, again he was growing hard. He crept inside as quietly as he could. Watching her get into the bath. Her body was perfectly formed, he wanted to take her right there but decided against it. No, this wasn't right. He decided right there, he woudln't take her, no until she wanted.

Not that he would let her know that. After a few minutes, he spoke, "I am here," he saidly softly, "I shall leave if you wish,"
 
After sitting in the water for a little she sighed gently and leaned against the edge of the tub washing her body until she heard him and blushed brightly, sinking down in the water, but couldn’t help but wonder how long he had been watching her in there, maybe from when she started the water, or just now, but then again she didn’t really care, she was his now, and he could look if he so chose to.

Shaking her head she giggled and her blush became brighter, “Hello Master, if you wish you may join me?” She offered, knowing he was just touching dead bodied and the thought just did not sit well with him. So she moved to she was out of the seat that was mean to be for the king and sat on the lower seat for anyone else in the tub, knowing her father did have women after her mother died, and so she waited to see if he would sit there, while she sat to the right of that spot to serve him if he wanted, even bathe him if he so chose to order her to do so.
 
"If you do not mind," he said slowly, first taking his top off before shedding the rest of his clothes. He the second time he stood stark naked in front of her, slowly he raised a leg and stepped into the tub. It was very warm, very nice. Her delicate body was hidden beneath the surface but he smiled none the less.

"If you wish to assist me bathe," he paused, "you may." His manhood was growing again without his control. But he didn't care. For the second time that day. He was happy.
 
Shaking her head she shrugged her shoulders, “I don’t mind at all.” She replied, hearing his clothing coming off, and still she blushed, knowing he was naked and she could not see it. Hearing him step in she looked to the side where he was and smiled, moving closer to him, not minding everything so much now, even what he had done so long as things were put right.

Nodding she took hold of the rag and began to get the soap on it so she could wash him with it. “Master, if you don’t mind I will need you to either move forward so I can get to your back or for you to turn around.” She said, wanting to get the more difficult side first. Raising her hand to touch his skin gently, her feelings for him changing, but she didn’t know if it were right for her to have feelings for the man who killed her family last night and yet in that time he did all of this to her, stripped her before her people, took her to his home, and then brought her back to bury her family, such an odd time it was now.
 
He said forward quietly, this caused his chest to push against her arm. It felt strange, but right some how. She looked beautiful in that instant, slender, perfectly tanned, perfect all round he decided.

Her touch was gentle, and somehow he knew that would translate to other areas of life ot least the bedroom. This thought caused his manhood to rise to attention. Shit! They were so close, what if it touched her, would she even know what it was? He had no idea, but was very afraid of might be the outcome of such an event. This growing relationship could end there and then...


Or not?
 
As she moved closer to him she began running the rag over his back carefully and made sure not to miss a spot, working her way down to his hip, then she moved to in front of him and move the rag over one shoulder than the other, keeping her eyes down to his chest so she didn’t look too odd looking forward. But when she moved she felt something against her inner thigh, and knew exactly what it was, her master’s member hardened under the water, and she blushed brightly as she smiled kindly.

“Master, does my appearance really arouse you that much?” She asked softly before gaining what little courage she had to speak with him. “Master, I know I am just a human slave, but if you desire to touch me, or more… then I will not stop you, so long as you won’t hurt me,” She offered before looking away, “I’m sorry, I know if you wanted such a thing you would not need my permission, but I….” She said trailing off. The fact was she knew she was his slave, and if he wanted her he could take it from her and not have to ask her permission, but it still made her feel as though it was hers to give, even though he would never share her with anyone willingly.
 
Her slight touch caused his cock to pulse, it wanted her attention. And it wanted it now. He wasn't sure how to go about this, would she mind touching it again? Would she ever want to touch something like that again.

He waited serveral seconds before responding, "touch it again," it wasn't an order, more a directive, she could say no if she wanted. He wasn't going to anything to her, "I won't hurt you if you say no," he reassured her, the hot water and her presence arousing him further than ever before.

"You truly are that beautiful," he finally finished.
 
Watching his reaction she could feel it pulse against her leg again and bit her lip, a little flattered, but his size was very large and she was a virgin, so of course she was worried about the pain, knowing he would not hurt her, but loosing that was one of the most important things you could loose to a man, and she was giving it neither to a husband or a man, but she would have no choice either way it went.

Snapping back to reality she heard what it was he wanted and nodded, her blush remaining on her cheeks as she moved her hand under the water to gently feel his member, first just getting a feel for it then actually stroking her hand up and down while moving to straddle him, knowing she would not want to do it in the bath tub, but that didn’t mean that she and he could not play a little. Her hand rubbed gently but firmly, almost expertly, but she had never done anything like this before. “Thank you master, I am glad I can please you some way.” She said, obviously stating that she had no experience in this type of thing.
 
The gentle stroking of his cock was relief, perhaps she didn't hate this? She moved to stradel him, his cock still being stroke gently by her delicate hands under the water.

"I will not take you today," he said, pausing to think about what he should say next, "unless that is YOUR wish, NOT mine." He made the words stand out, he wanted her to decide when she should lose her innocence.

Still, being a virgin she stroked his cock like a pro, each stroke sent vibrations down his body, she could work it so well. He pole pulsed in time with her steady strokes, "that's good though," he said as he began to breath heavier, "good," he repeated not know how else to complement the fine human.
 
Seeing the relief that her hand brought she merely smiled and continued stroking him up and down, steadily as he spoke and paused for a moment, listening to him closely so that way she could hear every thing that he says. And she was surprised at his response, but continued to stroke his member again, thinking over what he said.

Stopping when he said to, a little confused since she thought he wanted her to keep going, but she nodded, and brought a hand up to run across his chest, sitting down in his lap, facing him, but his cock rubbed against her ass cheeks and where it did not threaten to invade her. “Master, I have touched you… Would you like to touch me as well?” She asked, obviously wanting him to but she was not sure how to ask without sounding like a harlot or something, and now her bust was out of the water and her womanhood in his lap while her hands touched him and brought his hands to her lips, kissing his fingers, “And I would like for you to take me today, but on the bed.” She said softly, letting him know that she had made her decision.
 
The Prince was taken a back. The first thing he could deak with, with in seconds he allowed his hand to droped southwards and his fingers found her womanhood. He pressed his thumb against her sensative clit and slowly tried to slide a single finger insider her. It appeared as if nothing had ever penertrated her before. It was some time before he managed to put half his middle finger in her opening.

The second thing he would deal with later, but he would have to work with her a lot until then. She was far too small for his large manhood at the moment. And he wouldn't her to feel the same pleasure he feels.

Pity he couldn't feel wet she was underwater really, he still couldn't tell how much she really wanted this.
 
Feeling his hand slide down her body and to her womanhood made her gasp slightly, this being the first time a man had ever touched her like this, but she did not mind and actually liked his hand touching her down there, swirling and causing her hips to grind against his hand until a finger began sliding deep into her, little by little making her moan out softly, her voice almost like a song as it rang out in the empty castle, echoing softly in the room.

She may not have been able to see him but she could still feel him and as her hands glided up to touch his neck then brush the hair from his face she leaned in slowly till her lips were so close to his he could feel her warm sweet breath, “Master, may I kiss you.” She asked softly, not sure if that was something he was alright with, but it would be her first as well, but she was not about to admit that to him, but that the moment she wanted to feel his lips on hers and show him that she wanted this badly, and was very trusting of him.
 
He worked his finger further still, rubbbibg her clit where possible. She must enjoy his! He would not stop tonight until she had climaxed, be that while fingering, fucking or anything else that might happen.

Her question was surprising, "you do not need to ask that," he replied, "of course you may!"
 
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