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The Slave Princess Chapter 23

February 24, 2020 / posted in Chapter Book, Stories / No Comments

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The men were beaming.  There were a few cheers from the gathered household and the other soldiers present were all standing at attention behind the four.

Laun held up her hand and most of the noise subsided.  “And even though it was a game, it did show me that these men, thrown together to look after their defenseless Princess-”  There was loud laughter from many people.  Laun waited and put up her hand again for attention.  “To protect me, they worked well with each other, used their fellow company and, in the end, almost caught me before midnight.”

“I should have won that bet!”  There was laughter again.

Laun reached into the basket the growing babies were in and pulled out four small ribbons, looped and pinned.  “I have little to give you for recognizing your talents.  Please accept this token from my hand.”  Laun went to the Corporal at the end of the line and started with him, pinning the green ribbon onto his collar with one of the straight pins from her unused sewing chest.  He stood straight and saluted as Laun stepped back.  Laun saluted in return and stepped to the next man.  Each was pinned and saluted until Laun stepped back from the Private.

“Now...  You caught me.  We found out after that it was past time, but I think, for your tactics, you deserve my reward.”  Someone from the crowd hissed, quickly stopped, but laughter rolled through the room.

Laun turned and Hazalam came forward with a small folded cloth.  Laun took it and opened it in her palm.  The Private tried to not look down, but his curiosity betrayed him.  Before she held it up, he glimpsed a small green crystal wrapped with a piece of silver wire looped so it could be put on a thong or chain. »Read More

The Slave Princess Chapter 22

February 14, 2020 / posted in Chapter Book, Stories / No Comments

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“They what?”

Laun was on the back of Grace, loving the feeling of riding again.  A protector team had caught up with her in one of the back fields and told her that there were four squads from the 4th at the barricade wishing to come in.

Laun led the way back to the barrier across the main road, a gathering of Protectors and a few of the soldiers waiting on the inside for her.  Laun did not dismount from her palfrey as she talked in low tones to those on duty.

Fount was Laun’s voice as he called out her words, “You claim to be from the fourth.”

A voice from the other side returned with, “Yes.  We are here on leave for our Princess’ pleasure.”

Laun had an odd look to her face and tried not to laugh as she told Fount the next words she wanted.  “We are not a house of the Red Scarf.”

“Ah, shit!  No!  That’s not what I meant.” Laun laughed as she heard Lieutenant Senri try to backtrack with his words.  “Highness!  We took leave from the Company to escort a supply caravan to you.  We volunteered our leave time to do so to make sure it got here.”

Laun spoke up herself and said, “You came on your freed time to do so?”

“Yes, Highness!” »Read More

The Slave Princess Chapter 21

February 4, 2020 / posted in Chapter Book, Stories / No Comments

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It was later in the morning than she normally would wake.  It was the hushing of voices that brought her fully from sleep, though she tried not to move.  She had slept in the chair by the fire in the Great Hall, a blanket and small sheep hide placed on her at some point.  The fire was being stoked, logs being brought past her quietly, though it was hard to keep the clunk of wood on stone quiet.

Laun opened her eyes and watched the people around her as they worked.  She felt something odd in her neck with the angle she had been in for a while and could not suppress a slight groan as she tried to move her head.

“Mornin’, Laun.”  Several others greeted her and voices raised when they knew she was awake.  There were shuffles around her as the people who woke the keep’s fires for the morning went about their duties.  Lucaris came to Laun, a tired look on her face and a wide awake baby in her hands.  Sable was plugged into a nipple and Laun kept watching those around her as she nursed.

Sable grabbed at Laun’s hair, pulling it strongly.  It took several tries to get the hair out of the baby’s hand and out of range.  Laun felt a little crabby but could not hold something like that against the baby.  She was testing herself, her limits, as well as those around her.  Exactly what Laun was doing every day.

Sable pulled away and started fussing.  She was done nursing and wanted away from the breast.  Laun put her on her shoulder and the baby calmed, looking around a bit with Laun’s hand supporting her.  There was a small burp.  Sable kicked through the swaddling and made a few plaintive mewling cries. »Read More

The Slave Princess Chapter 20

January 28, 2020 / posted in Chapter Book, Stories / No Comments

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“Take care of each other, protect each other as you grow.”

There were more cheers as Sable and Ash were held up, the silty water from the Grey covering their feet and striping their foreheads.  The ceremony was under the stars in the Great Hall of the Hill, the fire pits crackling and the torches waving in the slight breeze.  It was a good ceremony, though no phasma flies had shown up to flit above the crowd this time.

A barrel of ale was broken into and many people gladly took their share.  It was not going to last more than half an hour with the eager tankards at the ready, but it was a glorious half hour.

Laun accepted sips from many people’s tankards, sipping on her tea between.  She could feel the effect of the alcohol immediately and the flush on her cheeks did not go away.  It was pleasant to feel the strong brew going through her, a few body pains she had deadening for a while.

Pain was not as much of an issue as it had been.  She had been able to do more each morning, more each night.  Her hips still ached if she was still for too long, but that was not as much of a problem as it had been.

Laun looked around at the people around her.  Family.  The soldiers had blended in, even when they had on full uniforms.  The people who had been sent to her, who she had claimed as her own.  The babies who had been born and who were now blessed and named.  Her loves and lovers. »Read More

The Slave Princess Chapter 19

January 27, 2020 / posted in Chapter Book, Stories / No Comments

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It was the same.  It was different.  Bodies were around her, moving and sighing, bringing pleasure to each other.  The same as it had been.  But different.

Laun had started by just sitting in one of the chairs, talking for a while to those who had asked to be with her.  They were asked what they expected.  She listened, heard what they said.  She told them what she wanted and hoped they heard her.

Clothing came off, the cool night letting some of the built up heat out as cloths were wetted and used to clean the day from everyone.  The dampness of cloths was replaced with wetness from lips and tongues as hands dropped the cloths to grasp at flesh.

The far mat was where Laun wound up first, straddling Fount as he leaned against the bed, the healer above his head and Laun in between her thighs.  Fount lasted longer than Laun had ever remembered, his attentions to her breasts seemingly more important than his manhood thrusting into her.  She sighed her pleasure into Kell’s flesh and found that the other sounds around her blended with her own.

Laun watched Edgar kissing Kell when she could raise herself that far.  He rumbled something into her neck and Laun felt the twitches he caused as Laun’s tongue explored the woman.  Laun held onto the bed on either side of Kell’s legs, Edgar’s hand going over hers more than once.

Ali sat at the end of the bed, watching.  Laun knew that Silar and the other assassins were there, somewhere.  Laun felt that she was nearing her own first peak of the evening.  She motioned to Ali who crawled over to the edge of the bed.  Laun kissed the stablehand deeply as Edgar’s hand replaced her mouth on Kell. »Read More

The Slave Princess Chapter 18

January 24, 2020 / posted in Chapter Book, Stories / No Comments

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The storm had come as Laun’s body had told her it would.  The workmen had put up some barriers across the hole left in the tower, but some of the rain had been able to get in, wetting the floor some and leading to a small drip into Laun’s room below.

Laun slept the best she had been able to in a week before the storm, waking to the dark sky and wind sounds against the windows.  The drip was not obvious, yet, as it was hitting the rug, but she thought she heard something.

There was a little bit of fussing from the babies, but Laun ignored them and they settled down again.  She would have to feed and change them soon, but she wanted to enjoy the feeling of arms around her, Silar’s breath steady against the back of her neck as he lay behind her.  She saw the flash of lightning and started to count, the roll of thunder coming after a count of four.

Silar stirred and then Laun felt other things stirring and pressing against her.  She smiled, but did not feel as though she wanted to do anything with him.  At least not right then.  His lips started to press against her shoulder, his nose and then tongue tracing the back of her ear.

Laun knew Silar could feel the shiver that went through her.  She reached back and put her hand on his hip.

“Love...  Thank you.” »Read More

The Slave Princess Chapter 17

January 18, 2020 / posted in Chapter Book, Stories / No Comments

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“I estimate the equivalent of six hundred gold, easy.”

Laun looked at the ring that was on her finger.  “This thing?  It is so gaudy.”

Geralk shrugged.  “I would send this with the next wagon from Markle and Marie.  The easiest to pawn as it is bright and shiny and does not have a maker’s mark on it.”

“Wow.  So the things I saw people wearing at the Palace...”

He nodded.  “The jewelry makers can charge whatever they wish.  And with the crystals we are collecting from the Grey, we have a bounty that can be quite profitable.”

Laun shook her hand over the casket and the ring dropped into it, bouncing off the other jewelry and coins within.  “Let’s hope that the first shipment got through.  Gyrip may be indentured to our friends, but he was forced into it.  I hate waiting for people to come back.”

The master of the lists put a hand on Laun’s arm.  “I understand.  It is also depending on them to keep your household together and fed.”  Laun nodded.  “If I need to, I will take a mule and make a run my self.  Orgia does not want you to know, but she has seen you denying yourself as you feed those around you.  She is concerned and knows you will do it until you starve yourself.” »Read More

The Slave Princess Chapter 16

January 14, 2020 / posted in Chapter Book, Stories / No Comments

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Her body was almost doing what she wanted.  Her body was once again hers, but the baby on her breast made her rethink that thought.

It was early in the morning and she had woken to Sable’s cries for food and attention.  She rolled out of bed and started to do a dance along the window as Sable was held against her side and Laun moved to keep her back and legs happier.  She was relearning her balance, her strength almost completely gone in the last month of the pregnancy.

Sable was putting a strain on Laun’s arm, but not any more than a shield would have.  Laun moved her other arm as if she had a sword in her hand.

She stopped.  Why should she pretend to be something she wasn’t?  She held the baby to her and looked out the window.  The grayness was brightening, but it was still way too early in the day.  She had not had anyone in the bed or room with her, again.  A part of her was hurt that even her assassins chose to stay out of the room.  It had been several days since the scouts had left with the Mason and the Troupe had left, Hunter among them.  Wanda had cried on Laun’s shoulder for a while right after, but had seemed to be holding up well since then.

Laun started to move again, her right leg feeling as though it wanted to go to sleep as she stood there.  She did a few bends, not too deep, and lunged, Sable still nursing though the movement.  Her foot swept to behind her and she turned, almost stumbling when she saw someone kneeling on the floor at the end of the bed.

“Please, don’t stop, Mistress.” »Read More

The Slave Princess Chapter 15

January 12, 2020 / posted in Chapter Book, Stories / No Comments

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The first baby did not want to suckle.  The second...  She would not stop until a finger was pushed between her lips and Laun’s nipple.

Laun was still having problems with the second baby out of her not being the second baby in her arms.  She did not love the child any less, but it was still a shock to Laun’s system that she was expecting two babies and had two, though she had given birth to three.

Laun was helped to nurse for the first time by some of the old hands in the household, Nan showing her by example with the huge baby she had.  Sable and Ash together did not make up even a half of what Tiss was.

Sable would nurse, but it was tenuous at best if Laun did not keep attention on her.  Ash would nurse even if Laun fell asleep with the baby in her arms, making it easy to nod off until Sable’s little cry would wake Laun for her feeding.

Laun felt very tired all the time.  She could not truly sleep.  She caught some rest here and there between feedings and changing the cloths on the babies, but she would start awake at the smallest sound, even if it was not from one of the babies.  The healers had been right, she did not want to move and walk, but she had to.  When she was awake, her back and legs needed to have motion to keep the pain at bay.  She paced when she was not nursing or trying to sleep herself. »Read More

Fact Sheet – Aftercare

January 3, 2020 / posted in FAQ / No Comments

Fact Sheet - AfterCare

When thinking of the Fantasy of an encounter, whether it is a mild flogging, being dressed in the opposite gender's clothing or a hardcore sexual humiliation scene, the Fantasy usually ends with an orgasm, a fuzzy "it will be great" or "Then we go our separate ways". Reality intrudes on so many levels that the ending of the encounter is almost an afterthought in planning. That can be a mistake.

The after scene time is usually referred to as "Aftercare". Different people need and want different levels of aftercare and that can change from scene to scene as well as day to day. It is needed to let the people involved check how they are doing physically, emotionally and mentally before going into any other activities. Pushing yourself or your partner to do something right after a scene can be hard and can make the other person feel stressed in ways that can break a relationship.  Headspace can linger for quite some time to the point that driving can be dangerous, so Aftercare has to be considered in the length of time you commit for your session.

Many people believe that aftercare is only for the sub or bottom. I do not believe this is true. The person leading the scene, the Top or Dom, can need a period of time to cool down, cuddle, be alone or whatever to recenter after a scene. If you are that Top, think about your needs for after the scene before it happens.

There are times when a scene feels great and is working out wonderfully until just after. This can mean that Aftercare should have been included in the negotiations. Aftercare is something that needs to be negotiated as much as the scene it's self. If you are dealing with someone who does not 'do' aftercare, make sure that you take care of yourself or have someone else available to do so.

Aftercare can be as simple as a hug to reconnect as people and friends and as complicated as blankets, showers and a nap. If you haven't had a scene yet, or you have had the after scene let down often, think about how you like to be treated or pampered after you have orgasmed or worked out for a lengthy time. That should tell you what you may need for an after scene 'cool down'.

Before you negotiate, here are a few questions to help you ask for what you need.

Now that you have read thru this, what 'Aftercare' questions should you ask of your partner?

Have you had or included Aftercare in scenes before?

Who do you prefer to administer your Aftercare?  Your self, a partner, someone else, or haven't you thought about it?

What do you need, or think you would need, for your Aftercare(you can have multiple answers)?  This can include so many levels and things to use.  Consider blankets, hugs, sitting, being alone, shower/rinse off, alcohol, screaming, crying, cigarette, massage...

Have you had instances where you needed Aftercare that you did not receive?  What would have made it better?

If you are at a Play Party, what things will you need to bring to have a good Aftercare session?  What do you not want to happen during Aftercare at a Play Party?

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