Crown of Destiny (20 page)

"And I long to be your pupil, my lord," Nyura said. "After our wedding night may we return home to the Dark Lands. Our son will be strongest if he is conceived in his own castle in the land he is meant to rule."

He sat down next to her on the trestle bench, sliding an arm about her slender waist so he might draw her closer to him. His hand slipped into the neckline of her gown to cup a nicely plump breast. His tongue licked her ear and blew softly into it. Then he pinched the nipple of the breast he was fondling, delighting in her sharp intake of breath. "Now, Nyura," he murmured low to her as he withdrew his hand from the opening of her gown, "I am going to put my hand beneath your skirts."

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Here?
With all watching?" Nyura didn't know whether to be shocked or thrilled by his outrageous daring.

"No one will notice unless you draw their attention to what we are doing," he said. "They are far too involved with each other and the feasting. This is your first lesson in the complete and perfect discipline you must give me." Beneath the trestle his hand began to draw her skirts up until he was able to slide his hand between her thighs. Her legs parted slightly for him. Finding her nether lips, his fingers began to play with her.

Nyura could not believe how exquisite the torture she was undergoing was. She held herself still while carrying on a conversation with her cousin Yamka. Yamka had been sulking the entire day. Now Nyura whispered to Yamka exactly what Kolgrim was doing. "His fingers are very skillful," she said softly.

"Is he frigging you yet?" Yamka asked in equally low tones. Suddenly her amber eyes were alight with excitement.

"Nay, he is playing with my jewel. Oh, Yamka! I want to scream, it is so delicious, but I must show him that I can be obedient."

"Raise your ass slowly and lean forward just slightly," Kolgrim whispered.

Nyura repeated this command to her cousin as she complied.

"What is he doing? What is he doing?" Yamka demanded to know.

"Oh!"
Nyura's gray-green eyes grew round with surprise.
"Ohhh!"

"Tell me, tell me!" Yamka begged.

"He has put a finger in my sheath, and one in my rosehole," Nyura confided low.

"Together! He is moving them back and forth, back and forth. Oh, Yamka, I do not think I can bear it! It is so wicked! So good!"

"You must bear it! It is your duty, cousin!" Yamka hissed back. "Oh, I am so envious of you, Nyura! Here Divsha has just been wed to Palben, and you will marry in two days to the Twilight Lord. Will I ever be wed? If I am, I will not have the prestige that you and Divsha have. They will match me with some magnate's second or third son, who only wants me for my dower portion."

Nyura's head was spinning with the pleasure Kolgrim's wicked fingers were giving her as she sat stoically at the trestle table filled with her relatives all of whom, except Yamka, were unaware of the sweet torture she was undergoing. "Palben has only married Divsha because he wanted to be related to Kolgrim. Oh, he'll enjoy pleasures with her, but he loves Lady Laureen. He will pay little attention to Divsha except when his cock needs a good workout," Nyura said candidly. "And the Twilight Lord marries me to make an alliance with Hetar and to get a son. Do not envy either of us, cousin. Oh! Oh! Ohhh!" she gasped softly.

"Did he give you pleasures?" Yamka asked avidly, licking her lips with her excitement. "You are so fortunate, Nyura."

"Aye, he has given me pleasures," her companion replied low, and then she turned to Kolgrim. "Was my behavior as you expected, my lord?" she asked him.

"Aye, you behaved quite well, my love," he told her. "I am pleased to see how disciplined you are, Nyura. I commend your obedience to my will." He arose from the bench. "Come," he said, holding out his hand to raise her up. "There are several rooms of entertainment to be seen. It will be several hours before the Lord High Ruler and his new bride depart these festivities. Let us go and see what has been presented for our delight."

She walked with him. In one room they found dancers entertaining the guests who stood about watching. In another there were two animal acts in two circus rings. One man worked with several brown-and-white patchwork bears, who tumbled and played with round balls. The second ring contained a tiny woman in tight red pants and a matching coat, managing a troupe of equally tiny horses. They came to a third room, where several beautiful Pleasure Women were publicly diverting male guests with their skills. The room was crowded and hot.

"Have you ever viewed this manner of entertainment?" Kolgrim asked Nyura.

"Nay," she replied. Her eyes did not know where to look next, for she was frankly fascinated by what she was observing. "I have seen these things only in books since I chose to retain my virtue while waiting for you, my lord."

"I mean to have you keep your virginity until our wedding night, but you should learn what will be expected of you, my love." Looking about, he saw a lovely Pleasure Woman who had just entered the chamber. Kolgrim signaled to her to come over.

Recognizing him, she glided across the floor and bowed. "I am Mava, my lord Kolgrim. How may I serve you?" The Pleasure Woman had light golden-brown hair, soft gray eyes and a beautiful ripe body. She smiled at them in a pleasant manner.

"My bride is a virgin," Kolgrim began.

"Indeed, my lord, how fortunate for you," Mava replied.

"I wish her to see what awaits her," Kolgrim said.

"Of course, my lord," Mava answered him, and she immediately fell to her knees before him, opening his deep lavender robe, reaching for his cock.

"Teach her what to do, Mava," Kolgrim told the Pleasure Woman. "And when I have been properly prepared, you and I will take pleasures together so the Lady Nyura may see what she must do in two nights time. Kneel down next to Mava, my love," Kolgrim said to Nyura, "and follow her instructions."

Fascinated to learn what was to come, Nyura obeyed and fell to her knees before the Twilight Lord. She looked curiously to Mava.

The Pleasure Woman smiled. Then she said, "Sometimes a man needs a bit of encouragement, although I suspect your betrothed does not. Still, it cannot hurt to learn all you can about passion." She drew Kolgrim's cock from his robe, admiring its length, for she had seen many cocks in her day and thought his a particularly fine one. "He is flaccid, and of no use to either himself or me in this state."

"What can you do?" Nyura asked.

"Take his cock into your mouth, my lady. Be careful not to bite or score him with your teeth right now," Mava said. "That's it. Take him all in, and now begin to suck him. Find a good strong rhythm, and suck him hard." She watched as Nyura followed her careful instructions. After a few moments she said, "Cease now, but hold his cock with your thumb and your finger. Either your pointer or your forefinger will do. Lick gently around the tip, my lady. Slide your tongue beneath the ridge of the head. Lick his length up and down several times."

"He's getting quite big," Nyura noted. "I like the taste of you, my lord."

Mava chuckled. The girl was nicely lustful. "Take him back into your mouth, my lady, and began your sucking rhythm once again." When Nyura began to gag on Kolgrim's thickness and expanded length, Mava advised, "Relax your throat, my lady. He is large, but you can take him all in easily with practice." She looked up at the Twilight Lord. "Put your hand on her head, my lord, and instruct her as to your desires. Be aware of his hand, my lady. Do not lose yourself in the sweetness. Do you wish her to drink your juices, my lord?" Mava asked Kolgrim.

"Nay," he said.

"On one occasion he might request that of you, my lady. You should be aware of it. Tonight he wishes to couple, and I will take your place. Your lord will tell you when you must release his cock, and you must obey immediately so as not to spoil his pleasure or yours in the future."

Nyura listened carefully, all the while sucking hard on Kolgrim's thick and lengthy cock. She had taken Mava's advice and made a strong effort to relax her throat. When she did, she was able to take him all in. From his heavy breath and soft groans she knew he was enjoying her first efforts.

"Cease, Nyura!"
His voice was rough and hard.

She immediately released her hold on him, and as she did she realized that Mava had taken a position upon a low double couch. Nyura sat back on her heels to watch.

"Well done, my lady," the Pleasure Woman complimented her. "Now watch as my lord Kolgrim fills my sheath with his cock, and we take pleasures together. This is what you will be expected to do in two nights," Mava told her as Kolgrim now covered her ripe body, sinking his cock deep into her, causing her to sigh with delight.

Fascinated, Nyura watched as the two bodies moved together in a wild rhythm. Kolgrim's cock flashed back and forth, and as it did Nyura felt a tug in her own nether regions. The woman beneath her betrothed began to moan as her crisis overtook her. Her legs wrapped themselves around the Twilight Lord's torso. After a few moments her body shuddered and convulsed. Kolgrim withdrew from her. His cock was still hard.

Nyura stared, fascinated. "She did not pleasure you, my lord?"

"Aye, she did, but I need more," he told the girl. "On your knees, Mava," he told the Pleasure Woman, who immediately complied, and reentering her sheath, his hands gripping her plump hips, Kolgrim pumped and pumped the woman to a shrieking crisis. Still his mighty cock stood hard and straight.

"If she cannot pleasure you, my lord," Nyura said nervously, "how can I?"

Kolgrim chortled. "You and I will enjoy pleasures together, my love. I am particularly lustful today. On your back, Mava, with your legs over the edge of the couch, my girl," he instructed the Pleasure Woman. Then standing, a single hand upon his partner he thrust into her, moving back and forth, back and forth until with a deep groan he released his juices even as Mava cried out her third round of pleasures.

Mava's eyes opened, and she sighed gustily. "Thank you, my lord. I admit to you that I have never enjoyed fucking as much as I have just enjoyed it."

He smiled at her, raising her into a seated position now. "You are an excellent instructress, Mava." Then he turned to Nyura. "Did you enjoy your lessons, my love?"

"I did, my lord, very much," she told him.

"Excellent then, let us move on. There is a punishment room, I believe," Kolgrim said. "Sometimes when passion grows old, gentle pain can be introduced to revive it. Is that not so, Mava?"

"Indeed, my lord, it is. Perhaps your lady could benefit from a small lesson," Mava said. "I suspect our interlude has aroused her, but she forces it away. She should not deny herself or you, should she, my lord?"

"She should not," Kolgrim agreed. He took Nyura's hand. "Come, my love." Following him into another room, Nyura saw several of the guests partaking in rather bizarre activities. One man's bare bottom was being flogged by a woman holding a tied bunch of birch twigs. His buttocks were scarlet yet he cried to her, "More! More!" A beautiful woman was having saw-toothed clips attached to her nipples as she was suspended from manacles that hung from the ceiling. There were two women shackled and bent over padded bars while two gentlemen plied thick leather straps to their posteriors. The women cried out as they were whipped, but neither sounded as if she were in pain. Then one of the men threw his strap aside and, lifting his robe to display a rigid cock, began to fuck the woman he had so recently punished.

"Fascinating," Nyura remarked. "What have these people done to merit punishment from their partners."

"Little, if nothing," Kolgrim told her. "The pain they inflict or have inflicted upon themselves restores their lusts. And some of them grow to enjoy it. Come," he said, seating himself. "I will give you a tiny taste. Put yourself over my knee."

"I do not think so, my lord," Nyura said. "Such activities do not appeal to me."

"Nyura," Kolgrim said in a low even voice, "you cannot disobey me, my love. Now put yourself over my knee, for you are to be spanked for this disobedience."

"Oh, do not make me," she pleaded mischievously, for she sensed he would enjoy forcing her to his will.

"Wench, you but compound your misbehavior," he told her, reaching out and yanking her over his knee.

"Oh! Oh!" Nyura cried softly. Then she gasped as he pulled her gown up, and she felt the air upon her backside. Then his hand descended, delivering a stinging blow, and she squealed, wiggling wildly.

He placed one hand in the small of her back and continued spanking her until her bottom was a fine glowing pink. Turning her over onto her back, he pushed two fingers into her sheath, which was already dripping with her juices. He thrust the two digits back and forth until she moaned her surrender to him. Then sitting her up, he kissed her a long, slow passionate kiss, his tongue insinuating itself into her mouth to stroke hers. She moaned again against his lips as he withdrew the two fingers. "Was that exciting?" he murmured in her ear as he drew her gown down.

Nyura opened her eyes. "Aye," she said.

"When we are wed I will strap you now and again," he promised her. Kolgrim was pleased. Nyura was proving herself to be worthy to be his wife. Her lusts were great. Untutored, she was an eager learner, and he would enjoy her briefly before impregnating her. He wondered what she would say when she discovered his two cocks. Would that make her fearful? But no, he decided. She would relish them, and give him everything he desired. This girl, he decided, would never bore him. "We had best return to the dining chamber, my love," he said to her.

"I am eager for our wedding now more than ever," Nyura told him.

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HE DAY WORE ON
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AND THEN
as night fell it came time for the bride and groom to be put to bed. Much merriment ensued as Palben and Divsha were escorted to their bedchamber. Once there, the gentlemen divested the Lord High Ruler of all of his garments, leaving him naked, while the ladies did the same to Divsha. There was a great deal of good-natured bantering back and forth by the guests.