The Witch and the Shrew [MessedupRp x Raina_Reader]

[Raina Reader]

The carriage ride had been relatively smooth most of the day, although as the sun disappeared behind the dense copse of trees that now surrounded them and darkness grew thicker, it was as if that very shift caused the journey to become bumpy and uncomfortable. Lady Ameline Lantress had been travelling for nearly three days now, accompanied by two guards and her driver. Even though she was supplied with luxuries during the trip that most commoners never saw in their lifetime, it was not enough to quell her boredom or sate her need for constant attention.

"Will you learn to control the horses!?" She yelled impatiently, after yet another bump in the road caused her to hit her head upon the carriage ceiling. Quickly she reached over to tap on the window which separated her from her help but before she could grab their attention, the carriage lurched again, but this time was different. The front right wheel cracked and splintered into a thousand pieces which nearly sent the entire cabin tumbling down a steep hill, fortunately, it managed to remain balanced enough to collapse on the road, but not before the horses broke free in a fright, quickly vanishing into the forest.

Lady Lantress had not ceased in her shrieking since the wheel exploded, even when the guards were hastily pulling her out of the intact cabin, her once perfectly braided hair had become a mess of tangles, and the beat red face of the normally pale complexion was staring daggers at them. "how DARE you allow this to happen. if you think ANY of you will retain your positions once we reach the estate of my future duke and husband, you are all sorely mistaken! Where are we!? Are we there?"

The driver exchanged nervous and disgruntled glances with the two guards before looking over to what seemed to be a manor, in the distance, just off the road, barely visible in the darkness. Strangely it seemed almost out of place, in a region such as this, yet the guards quickly guided the way, considering it a godsend

Despite her high pitched voice, laced with cruelty and a rather rancid personality, Lady Ameline Lantress was a beautiful young woman of twenty one years. Dressed in a luxurious silken dress of white, with blue lace bows and sleeves. Her hair, although mussed and tussled was a shimmering golden blonde. Long, untidy bangs framed her angular, pale face, her cheeks rosy from rage and embarrassment as she trekked anxiously through the brush and thick weeds toward the manor steps.

Once the group reached the heavy doors of the forest manor, Ameline motioned angrilly to one of her guards to knock on the door before yelling ungraciously "I am Lady Ameline Lantress, future wife of Duke Sardon, you are expected to grant us entry, supply us with food, and horses so I may finish my journey. Failure to comply will result in dire consequences."

The guards and the driver once again exchanged uncomfortable glances upon hearing the last bit. It was one thing for her to act like a spoiled brat in the safety of her own estate, but they were in the middle of no where, and save for a dim light spotted from one of the upper windows, they had no idea if anyone was even home.

 

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Tera was having a relaxing, quiet evening. Sitting in her bedroom, one hand guided a comb through her hair while the other held up a book to read. The young woman set the book aside with a sigh and casually tossed her comb onto a table. She was miraculously bored.

This large and lavish mansion may have seemed as though it held hidden secrets, arcane and archaic information passed down generations, ancient passages and chambers begging to be explored, but when you spent every day of every year in this place, it all became quite dull. Tera had combined through every book in library four times and had no interest in adding a fifth, she had already thoroughly explored every book and crevice of the estate, which was too isolated for her to send a bird to a friend or head for the nearest town, which she still disliked.

She sighed again and lay down on her bed, staring up at the ceiling dejectedly. Her black hair spilling behind her and her pale body starkly contrasting with the crimson blankets of the bed, if only she had something to do. Something that she could focus her attention on.

Simultaneously, the manor door creaked open for the small party of Ameline Lantress. Warm light spilled out of the house and bathed a glow on the travelers. A short, petite redhead stood in the doorway. She was cute and dressed plainly, it was clear that she was a servant. The servant girl timidly looked at the people and quietly spoke, "im sorry. My mistress isn't taking guests at the moment."

As she moved to close the door, a louder voice spoke, "Talia... Let them in."

The girl looked back, "B-but mistress, you told me to turn anyone away."

The voice chuckled, "I know what I said. But we can't leave travelers stranded like this, especially not when dire consequences are involved. Please, come in and allow me to extend my hospitality to you." The door opened wider, revealing a sleek woman standing at the foot of a grand staircase. Her black hair was pulled up in an elegant crown braid that showed off her beautiful face. The red gown she wore left none of her supple curves to the imagination. "My name is Lady Tara Fendal, welcome to my home."

She flashed a smirk at them all, a smirk that eas coy on the surface but if someone really searched it they could find danger behind the genteel facade, but the most powerful emotion in that smile was a sudden lust when Tera set her gaze upon Ameline, things had suddenly become much less dull at the manor.

 

[Raina Reader]

As the doors opened slightly to reveal the petite redhead standing before them within the foyer, Ameline quirked a brow stepping closer to the door despite initially being told she was unwelcome. Her two guards followed soon after, ensuring they remained on either side of her in a protective formation while the driver lagged behind, clutching several chests containing the ladys many valuables, salvaged from the carriage.

"I'll have you kn--" The girl started to speak irritably, a hand lifting to press on the heavy door in defiance before the louder voice boomed from nowhere, graciously permitting them to stay. "Ah--that's better." She said matter of factly, hastilly stepping inside. A light chill had been lingering in the air, but it wasn't just the cold Ameline was worried about, in her mind she felt she had the right to be in this place, after all the duke of these lands was her future husband. As she approached the servant girl, her blue eyes lifted to spot the woman upon the staircase. She certainly appeared to be a Lady, but the body hugging gown was incredibly distasteful for someone who was supposedly head of this house. "Lady Fendal. Hm. Can't say i've heard of you, nor heard the name, nor was I aware of a lavish manor of this quality within these woods in the middle of no where. Who is your husband? Supply us with your best horses, rations and a bed for the evening while your help repairs my carriage, and I will ensure my future husband; the duke speaks to the king. If you do not comply however I can ensure the same thing will happen, only the words he speaks will not be in your favor. I can have your land claimed in an instant if you cross me." One of the guards flinched as she uttered a threat within the home of an apparent noble family. They had known of her snobbish entitlement but had not expected her to be so brash.

"My servant will bring my things to my room." She gestured to her driver who was struggling to remain holding the several chests within his arms. She then turned her direction to the red headed girl "Go on girl, show him where he needs to go, before he drops it all." Her blue eyes one again lifted up to the lady of the house, grimacing as she once more took in the sight of that skin tight dress, which left very little to the imagination. Does this harlot even have a husband? She thought to herself. "Now you there, Lady Fendool was it?" It was as if she mispronounced the name on purpose. "Do you have ravens? I'd like to have a letter sent to the duke at once to make him aware of my unfortunate delay."

The presumption and arrogance displayed by Lady Lantress was strong, as she didn't even bother to wait for an agreement or reaction, instead, barking orders at Tera's own servants and even Tera herself.

 

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Tera decidedly did not like Ameline Lantress. Despite this, her smile didn't falter. She glanced at Talia and nodded, "escort him to the second floor. The room with the black door should be plenty comfortable for a one night stay."

Talia's face dawned with compression and she nodded quickly. "Of course mistress, right this way sir." She led the carriage man away up the stairs, Tera didn't even glance at them. Her eyes locked on Ameline. "Oh, my lands are so secluded that many overlook my name when documenting my family's history. As for the subject of my dear husband, he is no longer with us. I'm afraid Lord Alastair Fendal passed away of consumption almost three years ago."

She walked down the steps and motioned to an oil painting on a wall. Tera was standing behind a chair, her hand in the shoulder of a man sitting in the chair. He was broad with a well-trimmed beard and dark eyes. "You said your future husband is the duke? That would make you Lady Lantress... Very interesting..."

She nodded to herself and smirked, "I'm sorry, but my only help is Talia, I'm not accustomed to visitors so she does all my cleaning and cooking... I'm afraid she's not the best with the horses but your guard are welcome to use my horse in the stable. You won't be needing your guard here anyway. I'm sure they can have your carriage fixed very quickly as well. I keep spare parts there as well. I have plenty of ravens and I will gladly send your husband a letter for you, I will explain the delay and personally offer my apologies. Now, lady Lintress... Might I guide you to the dining hall? Talia was in the middle of preparing dinner before you arrived, I'm sure she must be finished by now."

Tera walked Ameline through the lower level of the house, her coy smirk on her face the entire way. "I hope you'll excuse my dress, you arrived just when I had finished bathing and I had to drrss myself hurriedly. I suppose living alone does make one less thoughtful of social customs." She stopped talking as they entered the dining hall. It was a grand room with a dark brown wooden table in the center. The table was Mich shorter than the room and seemed to be mean for two. Tera sat at one end ans motioned Ameline to sit across from her in the other seat.

Talia walked out and set a silver platter on the table, removing the cover to reveal a beautifully cooked pig. The maid carved of a piece and set it carefully on Tera's plate, then another on Ameline's. She quietly served them the other dishes, pouring each a goblet of wine before retreating through the servant's door. Tera smiled, "go ahead, please eat however much you'd like. What's mine is yours." She began eating merrily, there was not even a hint that Ameline's food was drugged.

 

[Raina Reader]

The girl gave a curt nod, pleased to see the woman comply with her wishes. She turned briefly to watch as her servant carrying her many chests followed the womans servant up the stairs before disappearing from sight. "Ah, A widow." She said with mild disdain, lifting her head to appraise the portrait of the departed lord. He seemed like the sort who would live in a place like this, the woman however, Ameline could not get a read of. "You live in this manor alone, with only one servant? How...odd" She voiced openly, finding the way that Talia addressed Tera as mistress to be offputting. it was not unheard of for herself to be referred to as such on occasion, but the expected address was My Lady Yet, as far as she could tell, this Tera, preffered to be called mistress. Maybe it made her feel more important than she was, living in some bloated home in the middle of no where, unable to afford more than one maid. "I suppose my guards will have to do the work then." She added in mild annoyance. "Men, seek out Lady Fendal's maid, have her show you these parts and begin repairs on our carriage at once. I am certain it shouldn't take her long to show Frederick to my room."

"Yes, i'll appreciate your haste in the matter, the sooner he is warned of my tardiness the better for all of us." Ameline followed Tera into the dining hall, impressed to see food awaiting them. She had been quite hungry, and it seemed a suitable feast for one of her sort. She perked up as the woman referred to her rather inappropriate appearance for welcoming a highly esteemed guest. "Ah yes, I had wondered my self. Which is why I assumed your husband had to be nearby, why else would you wear such a thing, especially if alone."

Lady Ameline took the seat offered to her, across the table, facing Tera, adjusting her dress as she lowered herself, before setting her eyes upon the feast. She immediately made a reach for the wine and took a sip. "Suitable I suppose." She said as she continued to berate the hospitality with every opportunity she had. Slowly, she daintily picked up her knife and fork, taking small, polite bites, completely at ease, under the impression that this noble woman knew her place.

 

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Tera smiled. A lesser woman might have put the drugs directly into the wine but she coated the goblet with them, especially the rim. So, when Ameline took a sip, Tera was quite pleased. "So... Lady Lantress... Tell me a bit abkut your soon to be husband, is he a good man? Kind? Gentle? Or do you prefer a man who's a bit more gruff. That's become quite a fad recently. I'll never understand it but to each their own." She took another sip, "I take it you've met him before? Or will this be the first meeting."

Tera glanced toward the servant's door then back at Ameline. Tell me Lady Lantress, what is it that you see in him? Excuse me, that sounded rude. I'm just curious what it is that you like most about the duke, what attracted you to accept his proposal?" She nodded softly and glanced at the door again. This time, it locked silently. There would be no chance of getting it open any time soon.

Once again, Tera looked back to Ameline. She was about to speak again when the doors to the dining hall opened. Talia scurried over and bent down beside Tera whispering something in her ear. The lady smiled, "thank you Talia... You may go now."

The maid nodded solemnly and scurried back out, locking the dining hall door just as silently. Tera let the conversation progress normally, speaking casually to Ameline about anything that came to mind and trying to hold back a smile with every sip of wine the Lady drank. When Ameline pushed her plate away. Tara stood up, "well, this has been a lovely meal... But I think it's time we got downnto business... Remove your dress." The command came across as such. There was no room for argument.

 

[Raina Reader]

Lady Lantress took yet another sip of her wine between the meal, occasionally looking up toward Tera who carried the conversation, and yet not only were her questions intrusive, they held a hint of menace to them. For a woman who should have known her place, there was a strange feeling about the whole thing, especially with the way the woman kept looking toward the door of the dining hall as if she was expecting something to happen.

"He's a powerful man, which is what matters." She stated shrewdly. "No, We haven't met yet, the arrangement was made between he and my father, although he did choose me personally to be his wife, from what I have been told." The smug superiority in her voice couldn't become more unbearable if she tried. She took a pause between speaking to take a couple more bites of the roast pig before washing it down with more wine. As if Ameline hadn't felt strange about this situation enough, she was beginning to feel hazy, but she attributed it to the wine which she considered to be of poor quality. "I'm afraid you're not excused, it was rude, and I tire of your prying questions."

The Lady jumped abruptly in startlement as the servant girl scurried in to whisper something to Lady Fendal before scurrying away once more, reminiscent of a beat dog. Ameline assumed it had something to do with her accomodations being ready. She had half expected her guards to return shortly thereafter, yet they never came. It was strange, they couldn't still be out there with the carriage? The meal had lasted some time. Shrugging dismissively she finished up her last few bites with an expression of annoyance plastered upon her face. She didn't like this woman, she held this air of faux superiority about her and yet she was no one with an estate in the middle of nowhere, with a dead husband no one knew about, nor cared.

As she pushed her plate away, she was startled yet again, this time by lady Fendal who rose from her seat abruptly. "I--W--what!?" She sputtered in alarm. At first she thought she had misheard her, after all the wine was having a greater effect than she anticipated. She was feeling dizzy, disoriented and tired. "Why would I do such a thing? You would do well to know your place!" If her guards had been by her side, she'd order them to detain her at once, how dare she make such a rediculous demand, why would she undress before this woman?

She lifted her hand to her forehead as an additional wave of dizziness struck her, which forced her to be seated "Ugh what was in this wine...?" She stared across the table toward the woman who had made the ridiculous command, slowly everything began to fall out of focus before she slumped forward onto the table, unconscious.

 

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Tera smiled as she watched the lady collapese into the chair. There was some small amount of smug catharsis in seeing her fall. "I'll remember all those slights to my name, my home and my husband when you wake up... We'll see who's learning their place soon enough." Tera snapped her fingers and the door unlocked, Talia scurrying in.

"Is it finished mistress?" She asked, smirking a bit at the sight of the unconscious Lady.

"Yes, clean up the dishes. I'll take her up to her quarters personally. I trust you've attended to the Lady's guard?"

The maid nodded, "both guards are dead, the driver was beaten and left with the carriage overturned. It will look more like a bandit attack."

Tera smiled as she scooped up the unconscious would-be duchess in her arms. "Very good Talia, you may return to your home once you finish up in here. Your services will not be required for a little while."

Talia smiled and bowed deeply, "you honor such a lowly demoness. With yoyr permission I might keep this form a while longer. I've grown to quite enjoy a human body."

Tera shrugged, "you've done well. Keep this human form for however long you can, I'll call upon you again when you are needed." She left the room, carrying Ameline bridal style. "Stupid little Lady, you think your duke was powerful? That fat oaf knows nothing of true power, but you arr quite lucky to have stumbled onto my doorstep. I can show you real powers." Even though she knew that the girl couldn't hear her, she still wanted to talk, just to twist the knife a bit.

She left Ameline in the room, with a few adjustments to her current situation. The next morning, when Ameline woke up. She would find that she was in a lavishly decorated room, on a soft bed but no longer in her dress from the night before. It wss neaty hanging over a chair nearby, instrad she was in a black nighty, there were leather cuffs on her wrists and ankles, ropes atrached which held her to the headboard and foot of the bed. There was a padded leather collar around her neck. Ameline's mouth had a gag covering it, a piece of cloth shoved in to keep her quiet.

The door creaked open and Tera walked in. She chuckled softly and sat on the edge of the bed. "Good morning. Don't be afraid, if I meant to harm you, I would have done it while you were unconscious... No... I have other plans for you." She dragged her fingertips up Ameline's thigh very slowly, slipping over to cup her hand over the bound Lady's crotch."

Tera smiled and slow rubbed at her sex through the thin clothes of the panties, "mm, you're in no position to complain dear. You're currently bound, gagged and in the presence od the most powerful witch in the kingdom, if you want this to end favorably for you, I suggest you learn some manners very quickly."

 

[Raina Reader]

Ameline awoke with her head in splitting pain, her entire body seemed to be on fire, and for a second she thought her entire experience in the manor had been some delusion and she was still recovering from the carriage accident out in the woods.Once she had, had sometime to collect herself however, she opened her eyes to find herself within the lavish room, sprawled across the bed, her limbs tied to each post, the collar affixed around her neck and the gag preventing her from speaking or crying out for help, but if she was still where she thought she was, who would hear her? More alarming still was that her silken dress had been removed and she was now in a black night gown she did not recognize as her own. Several moments passed as she absorbed her situation, and every detail within the room, trying to make sense of it all, when Lady Fendal entered the room.

"Nnn-mmmmphhh!" She mumbled ferociously. It was clear she was furious and likely uttered some empty threat, but it went unheard and sounded more pathetic than anything.

Amelines eyes narrowed as the woman declared she had nothing to fear, though that seemed a silly thing to say considering her situation. Where were her guards!? how did they not stop this? The duke? Would he know about this? Tera obviously lied about agreeing to send him a letter. She thrashed helplessly, struggling to break free of her bindings but it was no hope, and the more she tried, the quicker she drew to exhaustion.

"NNnnmphhhh!!" She cried in alarm as Tera's hand slid along her thigh before cupping her crotch. Her body tensed in response to this unwanted action. She had never had the chance to be touched by her future husband the duke, and now this terrible woman was making a mockery of her by fondling her inappropriately. Was she some kind of deviant? At the mention of her being a witch, her panic doubled, again she thrashed and tried to break free from not only the bonds but her unwanted touch, yet soon exhaustion took over and she lay limp on the bed, panting through the gag.

"Nnnhhh...." She whimpered, her body tense, bright blue eyes closing tightly as she succumbed to Tera's touch, no longer able to muster the energy to struggle, she simply lay there feeling defeated. She couldn't scream, she couldn't yell or threaten, kick or fight. For the first time in her life, she felt absolutely helpless. Fresh tears began to stream down her cheeks as Tera caressed and rubbed at her sex, soft whimpers murmuring from her throat as she did so.

 

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Ameline ran the gauntlet of emotions faster than Tera expected she would. It was actually mildly impressive to see her go through all those emotions so quickly, she would be easy to turn.

Tera sat closer and removed her hand from Ameline's crotch, reaching up and gently wiping away her tears. "Don't cry, I hate it when beautiful things cry." She gently stroked Ameline's cheek and wiped her tears until she calmed down. "There, that's better. Now I am going to speak and you are going to listen."

She continued soothingly stroking Ameline's cheek, her voice came out rich and sweet like honey. "Your duke was old and fat. He chose you because you are an exceptional example of human beauty, but he does not deserve you." She let that sink in for a few seconds and continued, "you said that he had power and that's what mattered. My power makes his miniscule. He could make you a duchess, I can make you an empress. He offered you to share his fief, I offer you all the land that you can see. He could give you gold and I can bathe you in it, do you see where this is going?"

Tera lay down beside Ameline, on her side so she faced the bound girl. Tera's hand still gently caressing her. "I am offering you all that you could want and more, in return I ask for something simple. I ask for your subservience, your obedience and your companionship. Like I said, it gets quite lonely here and having such a beautiful creature to warm my bed would be nice... I can also offer you something else. I can show you the most carnal of pleasures, those of the flesh. I can introduce you to pleasure you have never even heard of."

The witch closed her eyes and planted a soft kiss on Ameline's cheek then she gracefully rose up from the bed and smirked down at her. "Your breakfast should be ready. It will be up to you whether you accept my invitation willingly, or by force... I would suggest the former, but that's up to you." She left the room and closed the door, plunging Ameline back into the soothing silence of the bedroom.

 

[Raina Reader]

The girl was unsure what to do. She had already expended all of her strength and energy, but it was no use, she was entirely at this womans mercy. Suddenly all of the slights she made against her came rushing back, dousing her with yet another dose of fear. Ameline had never faced consequences for her actions before, and now that she was, it was within the extreme. To her surprise, the woman ceased in her groping when her sobbing was noticed, quickly leaning in closer to wipe away the tears. This act caught her slightly off guard. This was a witch was she not? She had bound and gagged her after all, clearly she intended to show her no mercy, so what was this act all of a sudden?

A soft pathetic whimper escaped her throat as Tera wiped away the tears, gently carressing her cheek as she spoke in what was a surprisingly more gentle and affectionate tone. Lady Lantress was unable to communicate but her eyes emoted most of her feelings clearly as she listened. Her expression twisted to surprise and confusion as Tera Fendal spoke of the Duke in such poor taste, while mentioning her own power. It almost sounded as if she was offering her a place at her side, but in what capacity? Did this woman truly want her in the same way a man would want a wife!? It seemed deviant and unfathomable, but she listened on, as it was the only thing she could do, and despite the affectionate demeanor Tera was adopting, there was still a tiny hint of menace in her voice that she could detect. Ameline feared that menace, after all she was in a terrifyingly compromising situation. It seemed all was required of her was devoted subservience, and in return she could have all the power she dreamed of, and yet that seemed counter-intuitive. What was the point of having power if you were a slave to someone else?

Yet another soft whimper sounded from under her gag as Tera described the carnal pleasures they could share together, ending her speech with a kiss upon the cheek which caused the girl to thrash mildly again, whimpering louder. "mmnhhphhhk!"

As Tera left the room, sealing her in silence, it was clear that she had no choice in the matter, as emphasized by her mention of force before shutting the door, which prompted her to once again fall into a panic. No one was there to see or hear it this time, but she thrashed and failed desperately, attempting to let out muffled cries for help, but it was hopeless. Once her second wind died, she was left panting, laying limp upon the bed, more tears streaming down her cheeks as she considered her fate. Perhaps being left here bound and gagged by herself was to instill a sense of contemplation, not just for the choice infront of her, but the actions that brought her here.

Amelines stomach rumbled rebellious as the thought of breakfast awaiting her made her whimper in frustration and hunger. What was she to do? Her first thought was to play along in order to avoid any punishment from this mad woman, and when she was free of her bindings she could make a run for it....but then where would she go? The forest had already went on for miles before the carriage threw a wheel, she couldn't be expected to run through the wild in nothing but a black night gown, and if she was caught, then who knows what would happen.

Her thoughts turned to the servant she remembered from last night. Was she still around? Could she help her? Or was she another victim, a broken soul, uttering mistress in complete subservience? She had no idea but the thought of being reduced to something like that for this woman made her very skin crawl, no, she'd have to fight, she couldn't let this happen it wasn't fair!

The Lady calmed herself back down as she contemplated all of her options, the thought of breakfast soon overtaking her focus, the hungrier she became, the more she wanted to simply play along for now. Her wide, glistening blue eyes focused on the door, waiting and praying for it to open.

 

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The door did open and Tera walked in with her graceful strut that seemed to be how she normally walked. A tray piled with food floated in behind her, perfectly level and alighting itself beside her when she sat on the edge of the bed. Tera gently removed the gag with a soft smile, "I trust you've been contemplating my offer. You can tell me your choice after breakfast."

The witch picked up the fine silver cutlery and cut off a small, delicate piece of sausage. She held it to Ameline's lips and only moved the fork away after the girl took it off the fork. She continued doing this with the food, feeding Ameline by hand instead of giving her control of the well sharpened cutlery. Tera knew that she could easily heal any wound that Ameline could inflict upon her, but she had been stabbed before and it was a highly unpleasant experience that she would rather avoid.

Tera quietly held a glass of water to Ameline's lips. When she refused to drink it, Tera rolled her eyes and took a few sips herself. "See? Not drugged, now drink. You must be thirsty." She kept the glass to her lips and let her drink. Tara considered what she was doing. In her mind, the ends justified the means. Ameline would get as much power from her husband as she would from Tera, in fact she'd likely get more. The witch didn't like to see people crying and when she noticed fresh tears, she once again brushed them away and set the glass aside.

"I know the idea of laying with another woman seems vulgar and uncooth. I felt the same way my first time, but you'll realize it's so much more then you expect. It's absolutely wonderful and I think you'll soon love every second of it... Some of what you'll experience will be more unorthodox and some of it will be a bit painful but trust me, it is the most pleasurable sort of pain, if you understand what I mean... But I can assure you, you will not be severely harmed. None of what I do will break the skin or anything like that. You are safe."

 

[Raina Reader]

Amelines eyes lit up once the door had opened. It was strange how excited she was to see her captor. Just the idea of being set free, or given food was better than where she was at now. But would she cooperate? yell? Kick and scream and try to escape? All of those options danced in her head, but her stomach let out another low rumble, indicating now was the time to cooperate.

As Tera approached, reaching out to remove the gag, the girl gasped aloud, grateful to be free of it, and before she could yell or protest the fork was thrust before her lips carrying a peice of sausage. Reluctantly, she parted her lips, accepting the meat, swallowing promptly, continuing this cycle with the rest of her breakfast. There was very little time to speak and the woman was so quick with the fork, any attempt to struggle or speak up could cause her to get poked.

Once the food was done, she set her eyes upon the glass of water before her, pursing her lips stubbornly, her great blue eyes lifting up to glance at Tera in defiance as she remembered the last time she drank something given to her by the woman. Could it also be drugged? This woman did admit to being a witch after all, what if it was some kind of potion to sap her mind of free will? It was as if the witch had been reading her mind, at once lifting the glass to her own lips and taking a long drink, she watched mesmerized and fearful. It was strange. There was certainly a power about Tera that she had not experienced before. She had a commanding presence, more than she could ever hope for, so much so that it was admirable if she hadn't spent the morning bound and gagged against her will.

As the water was returned to her own lips, she drank obediently, dribbling some water down her chin before the glass was taken away and the woman started to speak. Unknown to her, she had still been crying and the witch carefully and affectionately wiped them away once more.

"I--it is vulgar." She whispered meekly, strange that her first oppertunity to speak wasn't used to yell or scream. She hushed again as Tera continued, listning to her intimate take on being with another woman, which only served to make her skin crawl "Not s--severely harmed?" It was spoken as if she would be harmed regardless, and she didn't like that at all. "I--I'm sorry, please let me go, I'm sorry for being so disrespectful, I'll pay you what ever you desire just please let me go."

She hadn't quite accepted her fate, but she had shifted to bargaining, realizing now that this was a woman not to be trifled with. Uttering hapless threats or planning an escape was pointless, and likely would only cause more suffering.

 

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Tera frowned a bit and shook her head. "You have much time learn about that world... But I will not be letting you go, not yet at least. Now that you've come to respect my authority, I might be coaxed into some sort of deal." She wiped the water away from Ameline's chin. "But first, let me lay down some ground rules... You will obey me at all times. You will adress me as Lady Fendall unless told otherwise. You will not attempt to harm me or my property and you will not attempt escape. These woods are vast and I would hate for such a beautiful flower to be taken by a pack of wolves or a rough group of bandit or even to starve in the wilderness."

Tera grimaced at the thought and looked back down to Ameline. "Besides, escape from my manor is impossible. I have imbued these wall with great magic over the years, any attempt to escape will be dealt with accordingly, my punishments will be strict but fair. I do not want to see punish you, but if I must then I will."

Tera snapped her fingers once and the tray and its contents slowly floated out of the room, the door closing behind them. Tara sighed, "now... Where was I? Ah yes, so... Here is my deal to you... If you obey me and serve me well over the course of one month, I will let you free. In fact, I will go over step further and I will take you directly to your duke's doorstep. You'll be immaculate and lovely and you can live your happy little dreams out with him."

Tera untied the leather cuffs on Ameline's feet and gently began massaging her legs, caressing them with her fingertios while she rubbed the flesh. "However, if you break one of my major rules, I will keep you for another week. Now, I want you to relax and let me introduce you to those carnal pleasures I spoke of earlier."

Gera waved her hand and the ropes binding Ameline's wrists untied itself, her arms were freed when Gera gently pulled Ameline into her lap. The witch had one hand on Ameline's back and the other one her cheek. "I know that right now you find the idea of two women laying together repulsive, but try and keep an open mind and remember that once you leave, nobody else will know what you did here. Now... Are you going to behave yourself, my little Lady Lantress?"

 

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Ameline listened intently to the proposal as she didn't have much choice in the matter. once it was all said, the girl remained silent as she considered everything. None of it was preferable, but if Lady Fendal was true to her word and Ameline behaved for merely a month, she could leave without a word of it ever leaving this place. Would that be possibile? The spoiled brat in her didn't want to compromise, she simply wanted to fight and scream until she got her way, but that did not seem the safe option. Lady Lantress was naive, but she had enough sense to know her life was in danager and things could be a lot worse for her. She would obey for now, and maybe in a month the nightmare would be over.

A meek gasp left her lips as the cuffs were removed, free of her bonds, she refrained from moving quite yet, afraid to do the wrong thing infront of her captor, and suddenly Tera began to massage her legs which coaxed a moan from her much to her dismay. It had felt good after being chained to the bed all night that she couldn't help it, yet she was quick to shut her mouth, her cheeks flushing in embarrasment.

"Add another week?" She gulped, realizing she had to tread a careful line. It was obvious how quickly a month could turn to a year or many years if she wasn't careful. Was that this womans plan? Was she expecting her to fail? No, she would obey, she would leave this place in a month, she made that vow to her self in that moment, however just as she did so, she was pulled into the womans lap as Tera expressed her desire to teach her the pleasures of the flesh between two women. She instinctually grimaced and tensed against her, voicing an audible whimper, but quickly calmed herself down until she was still within her arms.

"Y--yes Lady Fendal, I'll...b-behave myself" It was clear how difficult it was to swallow every ounce of pride she had, but the witch had made an impression on her. "I--i'll do as you say." She whispered low "If you are infact a woman of your word, I'll do as you say sot hat I may be with my husband in a months time."

 

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Tera smirked, "I am a woman of my word Lady Lantress... Don't you ever question that again. Now, you've broken a rule already. It's a small one, only worth adding one day but since it's your first time breaking this rule, I'm going to let it slide this time and leave you with a warning. You stifled a moan when I massaged your leg and that is bad. You will make any noise of pleasure that comes out and you will not stop yourself from moaning, groaning, screaming, whimpering or any other signs of pleasure."

Tera suddenly scooped Ameline into a bridal-style carry and walked out of the room with her. The corridor outside was flanked with paintings of people and landcapes on either side. Tera didn't give her time to admire the art as she quickly opened the door to another room and slipped inside.

This was a large bedroom, the walls were the stony gray of the house and the bed was a deep wine red. Ameline was layed down on the bed and Tera soon followed. "Just relax, you'll feel good during this... Trust me." She cupped one of Ameline's cheeks, lesned in and kissed her. The kiss was soft and passionate, everything simeone could hope for in a first kiss.

 

[Raina Reader]

Regret washed over her instantly as she was scolded for questioning the woman. This was already a bad situation, but now it seemed it would be even more difficult than she first thought. All of these rules and expectations. She had barely learned of the conditions and apparently had already broken two of them. She'd be doomed to an eternity here if she wasn't careful, but again it seemed she had little choice.

Before Ameline had a chance to protest or feign an apology, she was scooped up and carried out of the room, her arms wrapped around the womans neck instinctively as they passed by a blur of various art, which indicated that this woman did indeed have expensive taste. She was unable to closely inspect any as she was quickly carried into another room almost effortlessly and laid upon the bed, followed by the woman who climbed on top of her. "I--I--W-wait" She sputtered anxiously, knowing full well she wasn't supposed to speak out or resist in any way, but it was all too much for her to handle. The weight of her situation had barely sunk in yet and she was already expected to lay on this bed with this other woman, accepting any advance that came her way.

Ameline had never kissed a soul in a romantic way, but had anticipated the first time with her soon to be husband. A fantasy that was now crushed as Lady fendal's lips pressed gently against hers. The sensation of the other woman pressing against her as their lips met set her body alight in excitement, which was contrary to how she felt, serving to only confuse to the moment further. Quickly stifling a pleasurable whimper as Tera's thigh pleasurably graced hers and their breasts pressed together, Ameline returned the kiss in the weakest capacity, attempting to appease her, but her body was tense.

The girl had fantasized about her first time with her husband after their wedding, where she would be expected to conceive a child, yet now everything was wrong. No children could be made this way, this seemed to be an act of pure lust, fruitless, and yet her body much to her own dismay reacted positively to each touch. Tears streamed down her cheeks again, becoming reminded that this would forever taint her, even if she did get to be with the duke eventually.

 

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Tera pulled away and frowned a bit when she saw that Ameline was crying. She sighed and gently brushed away the tears. "Your mind is speaking differently then your body, Little Lady Lantress... I will not lay with you just yet. Not while your mind and body are in tutoring such as this." She stood up from the bed, "I hope you think of that kiss favorably in the future, Talia! Please come and see to our guests needs!"

The maid bustled in as though she had been waiting on the other side of the door. "Yes mistress, what will you be doing?"

Tera brushed past her, "I will be taking a short walk about the grounds... Do not force anything upon her. She is still delicate."

Once Tera left, Talia glanced at Ameline and walked over, gently sitting on the bed next to her. "I know how scary this all seems, it was scary for me too. I come from... A very distant land... Foreign as foreign can be and I was alone, she took me in a very similar fashion to you... I was locked in a cage though so at least you're a bit better off."

Talia chuckled softly, "I know it's scary, but I want you to know that she means well... Even if it doesn't seem like it. Lady Fendal is caring and kind."

The maid turned to face Ameline and rubbed her shoulder. "I also know how the idea of laying with a woman feels, you don't need to be afraid... You're safe here, even if you dont realize it yet... Now is therr anything you want? Anything within reason, that I can provide you with? Anything from food to just company."

 

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Ameline sniffled pathetically, bracing herself for Tera's hands to begin carressing and fondling her but they never came, infact much to her surprise the woman pulled away, noting the conflict in her. She braced herself for the punishment. Would it be another scolding, or would Lady Fendal begin adding weeks to her sentence? She waited, laying upon the bed stiff as she could be, only no punishment came. Instead, there was a ring of sympathy in the womans voice before calling her servant into the room.

Confusion spread to every inch of her mind. Just when she thought she was beginning to understand the cruel punishing nature of the witch, it changed yet again. What if this Lady Fendal wasn't a bad person after all, what if she was the bad one? Since her imprisonment, she found herself reflecting more and more on her behavior, not just here, but all of her life, and the more she thought about it the more she began to realize how awfully self centered she was, and that this could be retribution for all of her horrible acts. When Talia appeared and Tera left, her words of comfort seemed to confirm something she feared earlier, that Talia was another victim, a glimpse of what she would become, A subservient, submissive pet.

"She means well?" Ameline scoffed slightly as she sat up slow, nervously adjusting her revealing black nightgown, before coughing to cover up what she realized sounded quite rude. "I mean...ah--right." Her cheeks flushed as she once more considered her own terrible actions, and the conditions that were granted to her. "Why are you still here? Has she refused to let you go? I'll cooperate! I will if it means I get to leave, I--I just--" Talia finished her thought, before she could. "The idea of laying with a woman is horrid! I don't understand why she wants it so. It's an act of pure lust and nothing more. Nothing can be made form such an act. Two women can't conceive a child, so what's the point!?" Ameline bit her lip, wondering if she should be careful about what she said around this servant, when Talia asked her if she wanted anything.

"What do I want? I--I don't know...nothing...I guess." She sighed feeling an overwhelming sense of frustration. "Where did she go? Why is she not punishing me? You say I'm safe here but I'm a prisoner! I shouldn't be here...I don't want to end up a broken pet like you!--Ah--sorry..." She lowered her head in shame before wrapping her arms around herself tight in a display in fearful insecurity. "I--I just don't know what to do." It was clear she was sincere in her apology this time, that even this first day was powerful enough to make the brat more self-reflective of her actions.

 

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Talia sighed, "I know she seems malicious, but she really isn't. Just give her time." She patiently waited for Ameline to finish and continued on, "Yes she let's me go. I'm bound here by personal loyalty at this point. My month of staying here ended long ago... I also like it here... I like Lady Fendal and the way she treats me."

She smirked at the mention of laying with a woman. "It seems repulsive at first, yes, but its more than just lust... After all, your duke picked you to marry without having ever met you. I know that you know there is no love there. Two women laying together can be an act of lust or one of romantic passion, just like a man and woman laying together."

Talia didn't leave when Ameline said she didn't want anything. She knew what was coming next because she did the same thing. Talia waited for her to finish and gently took Ameline's hand in her own. "Let me answer all those questions at once... She's walking around the grounds, you're welcome to explore and look for her if you'd like, you arent confined to this room. She's not punishing you because she is romantically attracted to you and does not wamt to ruin any chance of mutual attraction wuth punishment. A prisoner is safest in a cell, besides it was fate that broke your wheel and deposited you here on the doorstep. You don't need to apologize, while I may appear as a broken pet, I became a pet of my own accord and I am still quite happy with the decision."

Talia pulled Ameline into a tender, friendly hug and whispered in her ear. "Sometimes you need to stop listening to your mind and listen to your heart. Ignore what society wants of you, ignore what your family wants, but what do you really want deep down" She smiled, "I'll hell you through this any way that I can, whether you leave after the month or you choose to stay. I'll be here for you."

 

[Raina Reader]

Ameline swam in her own confusion as she absorbed Talia's words. First she saw Lady Fendal as some sort of evil witch, but now none of that seemed to be true. She just wanted to go home and leave all this behind yet the servant made a good point. The duke chose her purely based on a painting he saw of her, which meant he chose her for her looks and only that. But ofcourse he wanted beautiful children, something she would not have questioned before hand yet now, the more she thought about it, it was as if her only purpose in life was to be a brood mare for the duke. The riches and the titles were a perk ofcourse, but her entire world view was coming into question.

As she was pulled into the hug, her body tensed in fear but she listened to every word Talia whispered. "Follow my heart? but I wanted to marry the duke, now I'm just confused!" She pulled away, but did not do so in any rude fashion. She understood that Talia was attempting to help her, infact nothing was as she expected. When she awoke to find herself gagged and found she feared she would be tortured and raped, but now her captors were being mindful of her feelings despite how terrible she had been when she arrived. Nothing made sense.

"Men and women are supposed to marry so they can continue their family bloodline, that is how the world works! Being with another woman simply sounds self indulgent!" Her view on the matter combined with how her body responded to Tera's touch hinted that Amelines sexuality wasn't as she portrayed herself to be. "Lady Fendal is a very attractive woman..e--especially in that dress she wore previously, b--but I--it's not right." She trailed off, her gaze shifting to the floor anxiously before she spoke again in a low whisper. "Have you two...uhm...made love?" There was a hint of desperate curiousity in her voice, despite the fact that Lady lantress seemed eager to cling to the traditions of noble life.

 

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Talia smiled softly, self indulgent is decidijg to marry some poor girl based on a portrait you saw of her." She smirked softly, "that dress does look lovely on her." Talia smiled wider at the question posed by the curious lady, "yes... A few times. I can tell you all about our first time together if you'd like."

When there was no protest, Talia continued. "Well, it was much like the situation you're in. I was araid and xonfused but she comforted me, she was kind to me and gentle even though I thought she wouldn't be... I was worried about what she would do to me but she didn't do anything if I asked her to stop... I found myself bathing with her help, the way she rouched me while she washed me was intoxicating and she kissed me right there. After the bath, we went out into the bedroom and she layed me on the bed, kissed me all over and slowly removed my dress, touched me like my husband never had. She made me feel good about myself, about who I was... Later she offered to show me submission and I accepted. I found that I fell in love with it and I still am."

Talia chuckled, "we don't lay together much anymore, she stays here for the most part and I often leave back to my own home when she gives me leave, I serve as her maid because I chose to. It's my own choice that led me here."

Talia glanced at Ameline again and rubbed her shoulder. "Now... I can show you around the manor if you'd like, I'm guessing that Lady Fendal is in the garden if you want to see her, or we can stay right here and talk if that's what you'd like."

 

[Raina Reader]

Ameline blushed profusely as Talia began to describe how her first time was with the woman. It all sounded so gentle and soft, just like she had read in stories. "Is that not how it is like between a man and his wife? You describe it as if it is a different experience? In all my stories it is written as so." Ameline continued to blush as a far different picture of Tera was being painted in her mind. Perhaps this witch of the woods meant well after all, seeking love in fair women after the death of her husband? It still didn't make sense to her, but atleast the motives were clearer.

"Has Lady Fendal exclusively sought the touch of other women since the death of her husband?" She couldn't help but as, before rising from the bed, once again, tugging on her night gown lower, finding it far too small for her comfort. "Yes, I suppose...you could show me the manor then take me to the gardens...I'm not sure what else I should do...I still don't know how to do this"

Since her binding, it was evident she had learned some humility and was doing the best she could to be more mindful of her manners, after all she saw how dangerous this witch was. It began as a desire to be let go as soon as possible, but now she became ever more curious about the woman and the desires that came with.

 

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Talia stood up and drapped a soft, silk robe around Ameline. "It's similar in tone, but the execution is different. The feelings that are created by the body are different, but yes. It is mostly the same." Talia opened the door and motioned for Ameline you enter the corridor. The paintings on the walls gave the house a certain livliness to it, scenes of tranquil landscapes and jovial people at a feast.

It was a few moments before Talia spoke again, "Lady Fendal mostly seeks women, she has experimented a bit with her work in magic." At a shocked look from Ameline, she clarified her statement, "Nothing extreme, just searching for mythic creatures. Things like dryads, er, female tree forest spirits, fairies, the ocasional demon." At another shocked look, she spoke further, "Demons arent that bad so don't be afraid... She summoned one once, a beautiful female. Very sweet creature, very kind. She had a strange liking for flowers as well."

Talia lapsed into silence, occasionally pointing out bedrooms and notable paintings. "Lady Fendal is a good woman at her core, ah. Here is the dining hall as you saw last night." She motioned to the room with a smile. The mansion was expansive and grand and surprisngly well kept, but the means became clearly when a broom was sending sweeping a hallway without anyone there to hold the broom or do the sweeping.

The tour seemed to pass quickly and soon Talia led Ameline out the back and into a beautiful garden. There were brightly colored flowers all around and many of them released and aromstic fragrance into the air that gave the whole garden a true air of life and joy. Sitting on a atone bench by a small pond was Lady Fendal, she was facing away from them and staring into the depths of the water. As they got closer, she spoke, "I didn't expect you to come... Please Lady Lantress... Sit with me." She motioned to the empty space on the bench beside her and waited for Ameline to sit down.

The two were quiet for a few moments before Tera sighed. "Do you like my garden? I've always been very proud of it. This pond is my favorite spot, sometimes you can see the fish when they swim closer to the surface. It's a nice place to sit and relax, don't you think?" She lapsed into silence, and invitation for Ameline to say what she wanted.

 

[Raina Reader]

Ameline silently allowed Talia to drape the silken robe around her shoulders, listening to what she had to say with rapt attention. Everything had felt so dream like since she was released from her bonds. Her day had begun with such panic, but now she had been forced to look inside herself, introspective of her own actions, while considering the Lady Fendals absurd conditions if she ever hoped to escape this place.

"Demons!?" She uttered in shock upon the immediate mention of them, but quickly quieted down so that Talia could continue to speak. All of the stories she had heard of demons were horror of the highest quality. The idea of a sweet demon with a fondness for flowers seemed absurd to her. As they walked slowly through the dining hall, Ameline was reminded of her guards and her driver who she had not seen at all since before dinner. Were they also prisoners? had they been set free? Just as she was about to inquire about them, she found herself being lead into the garden, where Tera Fendal was sitting upon a bench over looking a serene pond.

"Ah..." She uttered, unsure how to behave around this woman who frightened her so, deciding to take her up on her offer to sit, slowly lowering herself onto the bench, pulling the robe around herself tighter. "It's--uhm--pretty" She stated nervously, eyes cast downwards, afraid to look the witch in her eyes. "Uhm--Lady Fendal, my guards and my driver, are they prisoners too? Or did you let them go?" Her new found self awareness had left her feeling slightly guilty if those under her employ were to suffer for her own missteps.

Other than her question into the well being of her servants, silence surrounded Ameline Lantress, who had no idea how to behave around the intimating woman who had set rules for her to follow, yet seemed to want Ameline to follow on her own accord rather than fear, based on the way she was now treating her, which only served to confuse her further.