TOVAThe forest was thick but one of the guards had commandeered a horse from a nearby farm. I was lifted up on to its bareback, sitting sideway. King Erik walked beside me, hand on the horse’s neck. Another guard led him by the rope through his halter.We trekked through the forest for about three miles before it began to thin, and we saw the beginnings of a few farms and pasture lands. The nine of us were silent; the guards were too well trained to chatter and I’m beginning to notice that King Erik prefers silence. Birgir and I had nothing to say so we went along in the quiet.I noticed that some of the villagers were coming out of their huts, standing at their doors, watching us walk into town. No one said anything, but all the men and young boys were saluting the king and the women would curtsy as we passed by. Erik moved his hand to my leg underneath the cloak and he would occasionally give my calf a light squeeze. I was confused as to what that meant.We passed through t
TOVAI miserably followed Erik down the hallways to his wing in the castle. We were followed by servants who were trying to anticipate his wants. For his part, he strode down the drafty halls without looking back, shedding his cloak and kicking off his boots while walking. Servants scrambled to remove the offending items and took them to be cleaned.He reached the door to his chambers and flung open the door, not looking back to see if I was following. I took a deep breath and gave the woman next to me a tentative smile. She looked at me sympathetically and looked away. I entered the chamber behind Erik and shut the door.I turned to survey the room. I had never been in here and I was surprised at how spacious the suite was. We were in the anteroom. There were six comfortable chairs with footstools spaced around a two-sided fireplace that a small fire had been built in to ward off the springtime chill. Erik tossed his tunic into a chair and continued further into the suite.
TOVAI stiffened a little when he put my on his lap, his large member stiff under me. I sat upright, ramrod straight, and Erik put his arms around me. “Shhh, little one,” he said, using the pet name Birgir has called me since the day he showed up at my parent’s house. “Relax. It will be okay.”I took a deep breath and let him pull me backwards so that I was leaning against him, my mangled back gently resting on his chest. He took a bar of soap from the edge of the tub and started rubbing it on my arms, making gentle circles with the fragrant soap.I let him raise my arms and clean underneath, and then circle my breasts with the soap. He grazed the bar across my nipples that responded by becoming erect. He chuckled when he saw that, his head leaning over my shoulder looking down. I snuggled further back into his chest, relaxing further.He washed my belly, and I could feel my body responding, my hips starting to move under his ministrations. He put the soap aside and reached f
ERIK I left the bath chamber pleased. Tova was untouched, just as my mother promised. I don’t know why that made me so happy but the thought of someone else running their hands over her smooth skin or suckling on her firm, plump breasts made me jealous and angry. I closed my eyes and thought of Tova, draped over my lap, head thrown back and screaming in ecstasy as I fingered her. I got hard again just thinking about it. I pulled a loose tunic over the top of my head and heard a noise behind me. I saw that Tova had taken herself out of her bath and had put on the nightgown that one of the servants had laid out for her while we were in the tub. I gestured to the office. “Join me in there when you are ready. There is a robe in the closet if you are cold, but I believe my attendant has stocked the fire.” She nodded silently, still shy over what had just happened. I reached under my tunic and squeezed myself, trying to stop the throbbing. I wanted to throw her on the bed and t
ERIKI gave a nod to Birgir and he understood, standing up. Tova looked up from the map with alarm. “Are you leaving?” she asked, a quiver in her voice.Birgir looked at me with a warning look. “Yes, little one. It’s time to sleep. I will see you again tomorrow. If you are feeling up to it, I know Bo would like to see you. I will take you to the stables and ride with you if you would like.”She bit her lip and nodded. “Yes, my Keeper. I would like that.” I approved of the formal way she addressed him. He leaned forward and kissed her on the forehead, giving me a warning look that irritated me. I knew what he was wanting, but she was mine. I would do as I saw fit.Tova stood at the table, watching Birgir leave the room. We could hear the antechamber door shut and I reached out to touch Tova’s arm. She jumped but quickly composed herself.“It is time for bed,” I said. She demurred, looking down, but following me to the bedchamber.The servants had been in, draining the b
TOVAWhen Erik rolled off me, I don’t know what I expected. Certainly, no cuddling. That was something Liv and my other attendants whispered about, talking about how considerate their lovers were and how the cuddling afterwards was their favorite part. My instructors had spoken about sex as a duty, something that we completed and then went on our way, usually back to our own bedrooms. Erik laying next to me and staring at me was a little unnerving and I didn’t know what to do or where to look.I was exhausted from my long day and soon dozed off to sleep with him still stroking my face. Sometime in the middle of the night I felt him roll me over to my stomach and gently rub some cream onto my back. I kept quiet and pretended to sleep through it. I wasn’t sure of the proper response, and honestly, it shocked me. That was something an attendant would do, not a stuffy lover. Though, after tonight, I’m not sure stuffy would describe Erik’s lovemaking. I could feel that he was res
TOVAWe rode out to the bluffs. I rode hard, pleased at how much easier it was to ride Bo in britches than it was in a cumbersome dress. Slightly less cumbersome were the tunics I favored, but even then the excessive material bunched up or was caught on branches. I pulled up at my favorite spot and Birgir cantered next to me on Troi. The two steeds nuzzled each other and Birgir watched with a little bit of exasperation. “You need to get on with it,” he chided Bo, smacking him on the flank. I looked at him questioningly. “He and Troi keep flirting. It’s been a while since we’ve had a Sleipnir colt born and I need the big ox to quit sniffing around and mate already!” He gave an outraged look to Bo who seemed nonplussed. I laughed at the beast’s expression. “Perhaps he is not interested in mating,” I suggested. Birgir shook his head. “He mates with the ordinary horses in the stables. He’s just messing around with Troi.” He grunted with exasperation and then slid off Troi’s
TOVAI looked at the king with shock in my eyes. He smiled at me and licked his lips. “I told you that you would be punished if I had to ask twice.” He looked excited at the prospect and that scared me. I immediately untied the sash at my waist and began unbuttoning the shirt.“You didn’t ask twice, Sire,” I pointed out, somewhat breathlessly. He gave me a sly grin“You are correct, Tova. My mistake. I will be careful not to accidently remind you in the future. I think punishing you will be very. . .” he paused and took a strand of my hair that had come loose from the braid and tucked it behind my ear. “. . . fun. I think we would both enjoy it.”I shuddered, not sure what he was talking about. I can’t imagine any scenario I would enjoy a punishment. I have been whipped many times in the past, the last whipping I almost didn’t survive. Punishments sounded horrid.I continued to undress, pulling off the shirt and the undershirt underneath, then untying the ribbon at my wai