Though he had hired on for the stable with a good recommendation from his mentor, Faisal still felt uncomfortable. It wasn’t so much the animals…they were his friends. He had become friends with each one quickly, each equine trusting him easily. No, it was the way he was treated from the family. That is all except for Kat. She was a princess of course. Yet she did not act like the rest of the family. When they looked towards him, they looked through him…after all, he was but a mere serf. Faisal smiled inwardly when Kat looked at him. It was as if she saw him for the man that he was…he felt whole and sure of himself.

She was a beauty, tall, with smooth creamy white skin. Her dark hair was such a contrast against her white skin.Her eyes were light brown, soft and tender. Each day, Kat would come down to the stable for a ride. She would be dressed in tight fitting leathers…not at all that of a princess. Often she would laugh and joke with the hired hands…sometimes teasing and flirting. Kerick was the chosen one to fetch her mount. Occasionally Faisal would have the honor. Her mount was Etherus. When she mounted Etherus, her entire demeanor changed. She was tall, strong, and commanding. Faisal would watch her ride away, sighing within at the sight of her lovely body…her curves… moving atop Etherus. Faisal was surprised this day, when Kat invited him to join her. His heart almost stopped. She asked him twice before he acknowledged her request. What could he say? She was, after all, the princess. He nodded and entered the stable. Aphrodite was the only horse available.

He hesitated. She was reserved for the stable master. Faisal was troubled when Kat entered and touched his shoulder. “Take that one and join me. Please do not delay.”His heart pounded. Aphrodite neighed as if he were a long lost friend when he entered, settling the saddle down onto her back. He took her nose in his hands and kissed the bridge of her nose, asking her to help him act like a prince…or at least a duke today. Faisal met Kat and looked into her eyes for a moment…trying to ascertain the “why” of today…but was met only with her warm eyes and a soft smirk. He walked to Etherus and held the stud for her. She mounted, as usual easily, turning the large horse towards Faisal.

Aphrodite moved of her own accord towards Etherus…their muzzles touching. It was obvious to Faisal that Aphrodite was ready to be mounted…and not by Faisal.Off into the headlands they rode. The wind blowing through Kat’s long dark hair made her seem as if she streaked across the land. Faisal laughted with joy as they rode side by side. He knew not where they went. Over a hill. Down a gulley. He chased Kat as she raced ahead of him. Across the stream. Through a long tunnel of trees, sheltered from the sun by the hillside. His eyes squinted shut when his mount entered a clearing, bright with sunlight. “Isn’t it wonderful?” Kat called to him? She was laying in a field of Butter Cups. She was beautiful. Sliding off Aphrodite, he gave her a pat and told her to go enjoy herself. Aphrodite turned to look at him, her large brown eyes spoke volumes before she blinked and galloped towards Etherus. Faisal smiled with the knowledge that Aphrodite and Etherus would soon be consumating their lust.

He walked slowly towards Princess Kat, almost as if in a dream. He reached down to take her hand, but was pulled down to her. “I’ve watched you for so long Faisal. I’ve waited, knowing that the day would come.” Faisal watched as Kat slowly unbuttoned her leather jerkin. Her skin had beads of perspiration. Faisal bent to kiss the perspiration from her skin. Once there, he thought about the “why”, but her hands weaving into his thick blonde hair quickly drove the questions from his mind. He pushed her down, watching her hair spill out around her head….looking into her eyes. His lips met hers…hot…wet…longing. His chest heaved with passion, her hands pulled him hard against her as she drew his tonuge into her mouth. She arched her back and pressed her bosom up against him. His hands found hers, then moved up to her leather…opening it wide…reaching inside. Her breasts were hot and burned against his palms. She fueled his desire. He sat up and smiled…pulling the jerkin wide…she tore his stable clothing from his chest. Kat smiled at the sight of his smooth muscular chest. She circled his nipples with her fingers…tracing patterns which turned to letters… telling him what she wanted.Silently, he removed his clothing and stood before her. She was delighted at his strong chest…his firm torso…and his proud manhood. He was tall, certainly. Yet she had not expected him to be so…. prominent. Slowly, she pushed her leathers over her hips, revealing herself to him. She felt the moistness of her desire and knew that it would be glorious. She had no doubts, no reservations.

The field was perfect. The sun was bright and warm, yet not as hot as her desire for Faisal. She raised her knees and motioned for him to join her. Faisal was tenative. He had heard the men talk. Yet he had never been with a woman before…let alone a princess. He could not let her know…and yet, somehow he felt that she already knew. Few words had been spoken between them. It was more as if she was talking to him through her touch…her scent…her thoughts. His hands fell to the inside of her knees, slowly rising and pushing her legs outwards. She moaned, and her hips rocked. Faisal approached, and Kat took him within her hands…so smooth…so soft. She stroked him, feeling his blood pulse beneath her fingers. She brought him to her, rubbing him across her body…shocked at the electricity that moved through her body….the twitches that her body made without her willing it so.She placed him against her passion blossom. Faisal was slick with her nectar. She wriggled a bit, and the petals opened. He slid easily within…for a moment. He pushed harder, only to find her hands on his chest holding him back. “Not yet, my strong lover.” She took a deep breath and slowly circled her hips. Her breath eased from her lips as Faisal’s girth pressed inside Kat. He smiled at the feelings he felt. It was as if she was milking him from within. His eyes opened in wonder, which brought laughter to Kat’s lips. “Oh…you like that do you, Faisal?” She began to writhe beneath him, and he began to thrust deeply, giggling within at the feeling of his body grinding against hers…the look upon her face with each stroke. They both arched out at the same time. Quivers and shivvers rushed through Kat’s body. Tingles and goosebumps covered Faisal’s body. He felt a tingle run down his spine, ending beneath his legs. Kat felt oranges and yellows and reds explode within her. A flood of passion ran through her body as her legs wrapped around Faisal. His lips found her breasts as his body exploded within Kat. Spasm after spasm rocked throughout their bodies, locked within each other. Faisal saw Etherus mount Aphrodite. “Faisal! Look at Etherus!” They both watched as Etherus’ long member slid into Aphrodite. The two animals “made love”, while the two people watched. When it was over, Faisal was hard again. Kat smiled when she felt him move within her. She pushed him off then turned onto all fours. “Take me, Etherus…my god of lust and desire. Take me, I am yours.”They made love long into the afternoon, dressing only when the sun dropped low in the sky.

aDICKt of Passion
April 14, 2005

her thoughts capture my thoughts as well…

Enjoy…

You are not my Master but I kneel before youto bring you pleasure.

There are no ropes, but I am bound to you nonetheless.

No branding iron to sear my skin; you do that with your touch, your kiss.

There are no nipple clamps.

Your fingers, your mouth producethe same effect.

No need for a spreader bar, for I spread myself willingly for you.

No need for a ball gag unless you do not desire to hear the sounds of passion and pleasure you bring out in me.

No crops or floggers to strike my flesh, for you would never hurt me, unless you count the pain I feel during the separations we must endure.

You need not torture me to make me beg, you do it with the desire and arousal you create in me.

I am no submissive, nor slave, but I submitted to you,f reely, willingly, happily, as you did me; the day you claimed me, the day you captured my heart, the day I gave you mine, the day we became one.

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