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Talia's Tale (EvelynWillows x Collector of Rarities)

He liked the way she was losing herself in the sensation of his touch. Armond found the hard ripple of muscle under her soft skin exhilarating. She was unlike any other woman he had been with; both submissive as a slave and a firecracker with her own thoughts and opinions. He knew that she could be deadly if she so desired, so her decision to try to submit to him was even more intoxicating to him.

Armond rolled onto his back and pulled her over his body, moving her legs so that she was astride him as he kissed her. He gripped her ass with his strong hands, moving her body over his own. "Pretend you're demonstrating a toy in the shop, Talia. A dildo that's meant to be ridden. Rub yourself over the toy while I touch your lovely body. It makes me happy to feel you in my hands, to grab your nice, round ass and move you over my body. I want to feel you open up to me and let that hot, wet delta of yours engulf the toy between your thighs."
 
The praise certainly helped to keep Talia calm during this new development. It wasn't so much the words that Armond said as it was the intention behind them; they were gentle and soothing rather than harsh and demanding. Keeping her eyes closed, Talia nodded, took a deep breath and began slowly rubbing her slit along the length of Armond's shaft, not taking him inside of her quite yet. She slowly ground herself along his length, getting a feel for him as well as coating him in her lubrication while at the same time stimulating him. Though she was on top, she was not at all in control, which was just the way she liked it. Every little pleasurable touch from Armond and the lovely sensation of her stroking herself along his length reinforced that this was the right thing for her to be doing right now. With each gyration of her hips, she brought herself ever so slightly closer to the head of Armond's shaft until, finally, she slid herself over, and then down onto the head of his penis, taking him deep inside of her.

Talia decided that it would be good to get Armond as deep inside of her as she could at first so that she could get used to his girth: a decision she did not regret. There weren't many toys that compared to Armond's size in her Mistress's shop, so Armond's cock stretched her a bit painfully, causing her to ache slightly. She stayed still for a moment, a slightly sour look on her face, but her eyes remained closed and she focused on controlling her breathing as she let herself grow accustomed to Armond's cock before beginning to move once more. Once more, she felt the heat of his cock inside of her, though it was not the inferno she remembered from the first time he had taken her. Without adrenaline coursing through her veins, Armond's cock was pleasantly warm; the heat of his body a pleasant artifact of human contact rather than an overwhelming sensation. All in all, the feeling of being penetrated by Armond was not unpleasant, but it would still take Talia a while to get used to.
 
Her wet warmth drugged him with the unattainable enticement of it; he had expected her to fight him or protest, but her willing acceptance of what they were doing was almost like a dream. Armond gasped as she slid her body over him, perfectly fitting her sheath over his hard flesh in one penetrating push. His fingers gripped the flesh of her ass tighter, pulling her completely flush with his hips.

"Talia..." He groaned in want and desire. His eyelids were half shut in the ecstasy of her body. His breath shuddered as she moved over him slowly.

"Take your time...explore." He pulled her gently over his body as he fought the surging explosion that threatened to fill her hot flesh. He was almost telling himself to slow down after last night's buildup of desire for the half-elf. "Imagine that you're demonstrating for clients, Talia, give them a show that will make them want to buy the toy you're playing with."
 
Talia's eyes remained closed, though her brow furrowed slightly in an effort to keep them that way. She stopped for a moment and focused on her breathing before the muscles in her face relaxed. She gave a small nod, though if it was to Armond or to herself it was hard to say, and began moving her hips once more. She slide herself slowly, sensually up and down the length of Armond's cock, pushing herself up so that she straddled him in a manner perpendicular to Armond's body. She arched her back, baring her breasts to him and undulated slightly as she slowly humped herself against his cock to make them jiggle enticingly. Her breathing was becoming heavier, but not in a way that signaled a panic attack: she could feel her arousal starting to build towards a climax. She wasn't as close to cumming as Armond was, but she was making her way there. With her heavier breathing came small moans and mewls of pleasure. Each sound was short and not particularly loud, but it didn't sound like she was intentionally trying to keep her voice down either.
 
Armond let his hands trail up Talia's body, cupping her jiggling breasts and then rubbing across her pert nipples. He rolled her nerve endings in his fingertips as his other hand slid underneath her body and across the plateau where his hard, thick cock penetrated her swollen body. Slowly he began to rub his fingers against her slick clitoris, massaging the plump and sensitive nub at the 'V' of her entry with practiced hands. He could feel her vibrating inside of her, and her soft cries and gasps only made it that much harder for him to hold back his orgasm.

As she undulated on his sex, Armond felt the warm slick moisture from her body drip over his shaft and across his abdomen, slowly trickling over his balls to the sheets beneath him. The fact that she was so turned on despite the fact that it was him she was engaged with warmed him, and he wanted to take things slowly enough that it could always be the fact with them. He wanted her to get to the point where she craved his touch.

"You have permission to cum, sweet Talia. Let yourself go." He groaned softly. "God...Oh yes, you're doing everything perfectly."
 
Talia, lost in her own headspace, didn't hesitate when she was instructed to cum. It was honestly muscle-memory by this point; when she was lost in her own little submissive world, she couldn't have prevented an orgasm if she wanted to upon being given an order. Her walls clamped down on Armond, squeezing his cock and milking it for every drop of cum she could from him. For a moment, she was completely blissful, crying out in pleasure as she came atop Armond. For a moment, she was in a dark world where all she understood was the physical sensations experienced by her body. The moment lasted for the duration of her climax and for a while after as she lowered herself down and rested her head on Armond's chest, a contented smile on her face as her orgasm echoed through her body.
 
Armond held out for as long as he could, but when she collapsed on his chest with that contented smile on her lips he could feel the surge rising up in him. Swiftly he slid out of her and then pressed her body against his, pinning his rigid manhood between his stomach and her side as he came against her body. His breathing was controlled, but only barely restrained as he arched his head back and let the sensation course through his entire length. It would have been pure heaven to have come inside his slave's sweet body, he knew, but he had remembered her insistence that she did not want to become pregnant with his child.

As much as he knew that he could force her if he wanted, being both her master and the king, Armond wanted her trust more than he wanted to force what his rights were. He cradled her body against his chest and tenderly kissed the top of her head once his orgasm had subsided. After a few moments he drew in a deep, satisfied breath through his nose and let it out again while still holding her close. There was no rush to get to the bath or towel off; he had as much time as he wanted with her that morning.
 
It took Talia a while to drift out of her happy little headspace. When she finally emerged, she found herself still feeling content. She still wasn't entirely happy with having sex with Armond, but as her eyes drifted open and she realized that he hadn't cum inside of her, she felt that her trust in him had finally paid off for once. Still riding the wave of pleasure from her climax, the half-elf let her eyes drift shut once more as she rested against Armond, basking in his warmth. She let out a happy little sigh as she half-dozed atop him. Perhaps being Armond's slave wouldn't be so bad after all.

Talia didn't know how much time had passed when she opened her eyes again, but she was only woken from her catnap by her growling stomach. She let out a yawn and propped herself up just enough that she could look Armond in the eye without her breasts leaving contact with his body. She still wore the lazy, blissful smile she'd had on her lips when she'd drifted off to sleep. "May we have breakfast soon, Master?" she purred. "There's no use facing the day on an empty stomach."
 
Armond softly stroked her back as they dozed there in the bed. He could get used to her very, very quickly. There was something familiar and yet still exhilarating about holding her, skin to skin, nothing between them. He smiled above her hair as he watched the slow crawl of sunlight across the wall.

When she began to stir and asked about food he nodded minutely. "Let's wash off first," he suggested, smoothing down her hair with a strong, warm hand. "Then yes, we will break our fast and begin the day." He ran his hand against her scalp to hold her hair, bringing her lips to his for a deep, slow kiss before allowing her to get up. "I'm very pleased with you. Your willingness to try this morning and to join with me..." He reached out and caressed her ear. "It means much to me. Thank you."
 
Talia let Armond kiss her, but she only hesitantly kissed him back. She was becoming more comfortable in his presence, but she still hadn't completely acclimated to him yet. Still, his praise and the gentle, but undeniable way he grabbed her hair was very pleasant to her. She blushed a little as he played with her ear, unconsciously nuzzling his hand as he did.

"Thank you for not cumming inside of me, Master," she said. After a pause, she hesitantly continued. "Umm... I remember Mika saying something once about how you could brew a tea or a potion or something that would keep a woman from getting pregnant. If you like, we could try some of that... or some other contraceptive..." Talia trailed off, not really sure how to finish the sentence. She honestly didn't know if she was being impudent or making a valid suggestion. She hoped that Armond would take her words into account, but she wasn't sure what the proper way to suggest contraception to him was.
 
He considered all the ways he could work her fears to his advantage by manipulating her emotions. A half dozen ideas flashed through his mind in the space of a second. Armond sighed. He decided to give her the one thing that few people got from him; the truth.

"Talia, a bastard child of mine in the wrong hands could be devastating. I realized that long ago, so I found the spell needed to enchant myself so that I would not be capable of impregnating anyone until I removed that enchantment personally. No matter how many times I came in you, you'd never conceive with me. Very few people know that about me. Now you're one of them."

He brushed the hair away from her eyes. "I'm not going to trap you with a child, Talia. You can feel safe as far as that is concerned."
 
Talia nodded, not really sure what to say. At the very least, the new information allayed one of her fears. She was glad that Armond hadn't tried to manipulate her or deceive her with the promise of contraceptives that, ultimately, would have been pointless. The half-elf was a stubborn creature and responded to threats and coercion with anger and truth and kindness in kind. Many a child had heard the adage that kind words would get you anything and that threats would get you nothing, and for Talia, this tended to be true.

"Thank you," she said, softly, feeling a little foolish. Was that the right thing to say? "I... suppose we should bathe now, huh?" She waited to see what Armond would do next. He'd said that they should bathe, but it was entirely possible that he'd changed his mind.
 
"Yes, we should bath now." Armond smiled at the new shyness that he perceived in Talia. It was not what he had expected, but he found that he enjoyed her immensely. He lead her to the ever-warm bath and led her into the water, which was constantly being filtered so that the soap and dirt eventually was cleaned out.

He took time washing her, his touch gentle and complete. "If you feel comfortable doing so you may wash me as well," he invited her. "But if you're not ready yet I'll wait." He caressed her with each stroke, taking the time necessary to let her know that his touch was simply caring; not sexual or in any way meant to coerce her to be intimate again so soon.
 
Talia let Armond wash her, letting his hands travel over her body and remove the sweat and cum from her skin. She blushed a bit when he said that she could wash him if she wanted. She wasn't sure if she was ready to initiate such intimate contact with him yet.

"Umm... I don't think I'm ready for that on my own," she half-mumbled. "But... if you want me to hold the soap while you move my hands, we could do that." Talia felt incredibly awkward making suggestions like that. On the one hand, she wanted to get acclimated to Armond at her own pace, but on the other she felt strange making suggestions to the man who owned her. It was an odd place to be emotionally and she honestly didn't know how to get out of it.
 
Armond smiled. "No...if you're not ready then you should just stand there and let me wash you. I have other slaves I can call upon if I really need to feel someone else touching me." He looked through strands of platinum hair at her, gauging her reaction to his answer. "I appreciate your honesty. Perhaps another time I'll use you as a puppet."

He continued to wash her, enjoying the pure feeling of her skin beneath his hands. Once he was done he spoke a word of power and the dirt and sweat sloughed off his body with a spell. As they walked up the steps the water dried off Armond's skin rapidly, another effect of the cleansing spell. He had to dry Talia off the normal way, though, but he was doing that because he enjoyed touching her. Armond seemed content to simply be silent around her, unless there was something that needed to be said. He was more contemplative then he had been in a long time.

Once they were done in the bath he slid a white silk shift over Talia, affording her nudity some modesty while they dined. He wrapped a black robe around himself and then lead her to the table, which had been set with several types of food while they bathed. "Sit next to me," Armond offered. He pulled a chair out for her. "I'd like to have you where I can see your eyes as we eat."
 
Talia had always liked moments of meaningful silence between herself and her Mistress, but they had always been silent during those moments because nothing needed to be said between the two of them. With Armond, though, the silence felt like an empty void. There was no understanding between the two of them; Talia could understand Armond's basic mood most of the time, but she couldn't read much more than that from him. She didn't feel close to him like she'd felt close to Misha, making any silence between them feel awkward to her.

She was grateful for the shirt Armond provided her and sat in the spot he designated for her. She took a moment to look over the available food, then waited to see if she was to feed herself or if Armond wanted to control how much she was going to eat during breakfast.
 
Armond portioned some food onto her plate; enough for her to be nourished but not enough to make her feel truly full. He then poured her a glass of nectar. "You may feed yourself from what I've portioned," he said. He didn't spare her a glance as he did the same for his plate. Once he was content that they had enough he waved his hand and the rest of the food vanished.

"Today I plan to have you spend some time with Brandon, learning about poisons. If you're to be my first line of defense against potential assassins I want you to learn from the best of my men." He took a sip of the nectar and then broke off a small piece the sweet bread. He looked over at Talia and her luminous eyes. "While you are in the presence of the other Blade Dancers or the public you will be presented as simply another Blade Dancer. It is only in the privacy of the castle or my room where I will ever have you on a leash or acting as my personal slave. I hope that is something that you will find agreeable."
 
Talia nodded and picked at the food she'd been given, listening to Armond as he spoke. She wondered if he'd simply conjured the meal or if there was magic in the table itself that allowed it to produce food, or perhaps teleport it in from the kitchen, but she decided against asking seeing as that wasn't the subject that Armond was talking about at the moment. She considered his words silently for a while before answering.

"If that's what you want, then that's what you want," she said, "though I could certainly see an advantage in having a bodyguard hidden in plain sight. If I'm dressed as a Blade Dancer and act like a Blade Dancer, everyone will know that you have a bodyguard with you at all times, which certainly is useful; people will be hesitant to attack you because they know you've always got someone watching your back. That said, though, even for a king, there are places you can't bring bodyguards into. If you're visiting another kingdom, say Frietia, they might not let you bring a bodyguard into a private meeting with the king. However, they might overlook a simple slave who likely doesn't pose a threat." She shrugged and took another bite of her food. "There is merit to both approaches. Assuming you still want my advise, that is."
 
Armond studied Talia's face for a few moments. He chewed on his breakfast silently and let her idea sink in, mulling it over like one might explore a strange object in one's mouth with their tongue. "That's a wonderfully astute idea, Talia. I think that you have a good point." He took another bite as he further thought it over.

After another long moment he nodded. "You're right. You'd be more 'invisible', and thus more effective, if we presented you as my slave. Someone merely at my side daily for your entertainment value and nothing more." Armond smiled and reached over to give Talia a tender, almost chaste kiss. "Thank you for thinking of that. I cherish your advice."

He took a deep sip of the coffee and then set the glass down. "Do you have some ideas on how we can hide any weapons you might want to have on hand?"
 
Talia smiled a little as Armond accepted her idea. She liked being useful, so having Armond acknowledge that she had good ideas, let alone saying that he cherished her advice, was a much welcome boost to her morale. She hadn't been expecting the kiss, but it was a welcome surprise.

"It all depends on how much time and money you want to sink into it," she said. "Uncle Cedric knew a spell that would allow you to conceal any weapon around the size of a shortsword or smaller in your arm for around an hour, though I'm sure that we could find ways to extend that duration. Another way would be to design some sort of costume for me that's designed to conceal weapons; that might actually be fairly easy if you design a small, hidden pocket to serve as a Bag of Holding. Lastly, you could enchant some sort of bangle or something to turn into a sword when a button is pressed or a command word is spoken. That last one could work very well, actually, since the command word to create the weapon could also be your command for me to attack. Of course, we could do some combination of the three as well. Although, it would be pretty easy to conceal a whip or a chain inside of a belt or something. I haven't studied how to use chains in combat, but it should be easy enough to train me."

Talia ate her breakfast at a slightly faster pace and with a smile on her face as Armond thought over her suggestions. She hoped that she'd continue to prove useful to him as more than a plaything, though she supposed that she could learn to enjoy being a plaything as well.
 
Armond looked at her. "There are plenty of things I'd enjoy sinking into you, time and money being two of the top five." He sipped his drink around an amused smile. "Perhaps your knowledge is the weapon we should work on the most though. I want you to continue your magical training, and I think that every skill you can hone weaponless would be something to concentrate on. You're smart and strong, and that can be a deadly combination with the right instruction."

He fondled a piece of fruit as he studied his slave. "You are the best gauge of your abilities, Talia. I want to sit down with you and work out a training plan that will best use your abilities. I'll gladly pay for the best instructors to be here for you, and we'll have our finest tailors and leatherworkers put together an appropriate wardrobe for your use. I think that it won't be long before you become completely essential to me in my everyday dealings and travels. I'm afraid you'll be seeing more of me than you might have been prepared for, Talia." He smiled again and took a sip of his tea. "And then we should figure out what kinds of awards you would like for every level of training that you achieve; after all, you should have something to look forward to as well."
 
Talia blushed deeply as Armond mentioned rewarding her for her training. "You don't need to do that," she said. "The training is the reward. I want to master both the magical and the martial arts, so I don't really need an incentive for something I'd gladly do anyways. Really, the only other thing I want to do is travel; see the world, meet new people, try new foods and learn new languages. The things I want aren't material: they're all either something I'd have to work towards or something that you'd have to leave the country to take me to see. I want to adventure and I want to learn: I honestly don't care about wealth, provided I have a place to rest my head and food to fill my belly."

She paused, biting her lip. "If you'd like me to continue my magical studies, though, I'm going to need my spellbook back. It's probably best if I don't keep it on my person, otherwise others will know I'm a spellcaster, but I'll need it to prepare my spells each day and for my arcane studies."

She took a long sip of her tea and looked up at Armond, hoping that she hadn't offended him. Learning he could provide easily: he could afford the best tutors and scholars in the kingdom, and likely a good many from outside of it. Travel, however, would not be so easy in his position. After all, he needed to be present to run the kingdom and people would begin questioning his ability to lead if he took too many vacations.
 
"Of course, we can arrange to have your spellbook returned to you." He smiled at her and continued in his breakfast. "As for travel, that would be delightful. I personally love seeing new places, even though it is sometimes difficult with my duties here." There was a knock at the door. At Armond's command to enter the door opened.

And Armond walked in.

The two greeted each other and the one who was sitting with Talia excused himself to go into the other room and speak to...himself, leaving Talia alone in the main room.
 
Talia's eyes went wide at first at the shock of seeing another Armond, but she quickly relaxed as her mind processed it. Not half a minute after seeing the other Armond, a huge grin spread across her face and she was finding it difficult not to laugh. Armond was sly, she'd give him that. He also didn't seem to take his post as seriously as she had initially expected him to, though she could hardly blame him. If she'd been forced to sit on the throne, she'd have taken every opportunity to slip away as well. She finished up the rest of her breakfast as the door closed behind Armond and neatly positioned her utensils on the plate before pouring herself a cup of tea and letting the mug warm her hands as the beverage cooled. Things were taking a turn for the interesting and she was intrigued to see where the coming days would take her.
 
The two Armonds spoke in the other room for a while before the door opened and they returned to Talia. The fully dressed on smiled at her and took a grape from the table. "Well, it's been a nice morning but I have duties to attend to," he said. "I trust that you'll have a productive afternoon."

The other one, the one in a robe, nodded as he sat back down. "We've made a few plans for the day. If it progresses like this morning then it will be as close to perfect as any we've ever had."
 
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