1. The Lady Commands


    Date: 2/9/2017, Categories: Fantasy, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Cum Swallowing, Male/Teen Female, Oral Sex, Written by women, Author: Castlequeen, Rating: 0, Source: sexstories.com

    "Repeat after me, 'I Harald, do swear my life, my loyalty, and my honor to good King Anglar, and Lord Patrick Carrolwyn, until the end of the world or the end of my life, whichever comes first." "I Harald, do swear my life, my loyalty, and my honor to good King Anglar, and Lord Patrick Carrolwyn, until the end of the world or the end of my life, whichever comes first." Then Da took a small knife and cut the edge of his hand and indicated the Harald do the same, they clasped hands and the blood mingled. Then Da embraced him roughly, and turned him to face our small court. "This man is now a man of Carrolwyn, his loyalty is unquestioned. He who does question it, will answer to me. Hail Harald!" "HAIL HARALD!" we all shouted. This was unexpected. Da dismissed his court, and motioned for me, Paddy and Harald to stay. "Well, lad, you're now one o' us, your vow on your mother's soul was something I hadn't thought you'd do." "Da, what does it mean?" asked Paddy. "Tis the most binding oath a Bordren can make. It means he'll see his mother sent to hell before he'll break oath. I've already seen the kind of man he is, and the courage his father showed. So I took him to service as well." Then he grabbed Harald by the front of his tunic. "On the other hand, laddie, though you're now one of my men, it doesn't mean you've free leave to court my daughter! It means you've have to be the most honorable, strongest and best of my men if you hope for her hand! Some other noble'd have an ...
    easier time of it, but you've a tough row to hoe, laddie, you'd best be worthy of her!" "I'll do all I can to be worthy of the honor." he said softly. "You'd better, lad, you'd better." Harald was installed in the barracks among the other men and they were told that he was an honorable man. He was given tunics and trousers and the lightweight leather armor our people wore. His sword was returned to him, but he insisted on gouging the Bordren insignia from the hilt to show he was no longer one of them. The men seemed to accept him, but I knew my people, there'd be at least a few fights until he'd proved himself to them. Let's see what I could do to speed that up. "He took our lord to a long fight with practice swords, so he's a decent enough swordsman, but I"m betting he knows nothing of a good tavern brawl, in fact, I don't think he's ever had any of our own God's Nectar." God's Nectar is anything but nectar, it's a home-brewed whisky that burns like hellfire going down. A sip or two of that, and Harald would inevitably say something, and whichever soldier had brewed it would be offended and the fight would start. A few of our men would take his side because there's always petty feuds going in the barracks and the men would be that much closer afterwards. They might take a poke at our new man at arms, but no one else would without a brawl starting. Sure enough, he gagged on it, and questioned the sanity of whoever made it, which was...Martaugh's wife. Martaugh had a hair trigger ...
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