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Subject: {ASSM} Uncourtly Love Ch. 01
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Date: Tue, 27 Apr 2010 08:10:03 -0400
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Uncourtly Love Chapter 01 (MF, hist)

   by Mike Chambers

   The Lady Eloise blinked as she rode out from the semi-dark of the forest
and into the bright spring sunlight of the clearing.  She relaxed a little,
relieved for the moment to be out of the dangerous confines of the trees.
Which was when the hooded man jumped up at her, scaring her mount and
sending the young noblewoman tumbling to the ground.

   Her heart pounding fast, she jumped to her feet, at the same time
drawing her rapier from its sheath.  She looked around, trying to locate
her ambusher.  The attack was not yet over, surely.  Then, out of the
corner of her eye she sensed movement - somehow he had made his way around
behind her.  She turned quickly, and as the man completed his rush she
sidestepped and put out her foot to trip him.  It was a manoeuvre she had
practiced often, but at the last minute the man nimbly dodged her trap. 
Eloise smiled, at last recognising her opponent.

   "So, you skulk in the forest now, Ranulf?" she called out, all the time
keeping her rapier trained on the man.

   "Only waiting for you, my lady." Ranulf had pulled a dirk from somewhere
in his cloak.  It seemed he had planned to use his strength to overwhelm
Eloise, and was somewhat under-armed for the contest.

   "You must have followed me all morning."

   "It isn't such a chore, watching your lovely body jigging on your mount.
And it allowed me to confirm that all that riding has made your
aristocratic bum nice and firm."

   They were circling each other warily, aware that the other's banter was
intended to distract.  Eloise blushed at Ranulf's coarseness, but kept her
attention sharp.

   "Why don't you remove the hood, pervert?  It only makes you look like a
common bandit."

   Ranulf laughed.  "Getting frustrated, my lady, that you can't look on my
handsome face?" As he lifted the hood Eloise took her chance, springing
forward.  She was sure that this time she had him, and indeed as Ranulf
revealed his face he looked startled at Eloise's sudden move.  But once
again at the last minute he slipped away, and the standoff resumed.

   "You know I always win, Eloise," Ranulf said.  The young woman looked at
his face, and a complex churn of emotions ran through her body.  It was
true that her childhood companion had grown into a handsome man.  And on
many an occasion, in her bed at night, that handsome face had been in her
mind as her fingers had danced between her legs.

   "That was when we were younger, fool.  I'm surprised that you seem not
to have given up on our youthful games." It was hot in the forest clearing.
Eloise wore leather armour, which combined a degree of comfort for travel
with some light protection in combat, although she would defend herself
primarily with her agility.  But as the standoff continued she could feel
how hot she was getting.

   Ranulf stared at Eloise's full breasts.  "These are youthful
games...with an adult twist," he said.

   Eloise smiled at him.  If he thought that somehow she was going to
embarrass her into defeat, he was wrong.  She glanced down at his groin. 
"Some things don't seem to have grown much since we were children," she
said.

   It was Ranulf's turn to look surprised.  He clearly hadn't expected the
noble lady Eloise to think the way he thought.  "Well there is one easy way
for me to prove you wrong," he said, a look of playful menace in his eye.

   Eloise raised her rapier at him.  "No," she said.  "I don't recall our
competitions finishing so simply.  How about...the winner can demand a
forfeit from the loser.  Like we used to.  Only with an adult twist."

   Ranulf smiled.  Whatever he had originally intended as he set his
ambush, clearly the prospect of a contest appealed more.  "A forfeit.  Any
forfeit?"

   "Don't be a fool.  I won't lose, but in any event there are some things
I could not allow.  Suffice it to say that if you do win my forfeit would
not leave you...unsatisfied."

   Ranulf grinned.  Eloise's suggestion seemed to have surpassed his
expectations.  "And from me, my lady?" he asked.

   "I expect the same.  Although I imagine you are at poor at pleasing a
lady as you are at fighting them." With that Eloise lunged forward with the
rapier, nicking the side of Ranulf's cloak but failing to score a decisive
hit.  He whirled round, his dirk catching the strap of Eloise's armour.

   "I see you are disrobing for me already," he jeered.

   "Too much blood in your cock, fool, not enough left for your brain or
your fighting arm." Eloise lunged again, and as Ranulf successfully dodged
her move her breasts brushed his arm.

   "Enough blood to win and for my cock to fill that tight little cunt of
yours, my lady."

   Sensing an opportunity, Eloise danced to the left and right, then while
Ranulf was momentarily unbalanced leapt onto his back, clinging around him
with her arms and legs.  He struggled to shake her off, although it seemed
he was also enjoying the sensation of Eloise's breasts and the heat of her
pussy against his back.  "Ready to submit, fool?"

   Ranulf struggled again.  "I'm tempted to say that staying like this is
fine," he said.  "On the other hand, this is better." With that he bent low
and lifted Eloise over him, breaking her grip and putting her in his arms.

   As Eloise struggled she could feel the hardness and heat of Ranulf's
cock against her sex.  She was hot, sweaty and tired, and frankly there
were worse places to be than pressed tight against the young knight.  She
looked up at him.  "I suppose you would like your...satisfaction?"

   Ranulf smiled.  "I would."

   Eloise dropped to her knees.  The slight sense of submission excited
her. She reached up, and began to stroke Ranulf's erection through the
material of his trousers.  "Mmm, not so small now.  What a brave, proud
cock for such a fierce knight." She gently eased it free, and took a moment
to appraise Ranulf's manhood.  He was hot from his exertions, and his cock
gave off a heady odour of pre-cum and sweat.  "You do smell good, fool,
I'll give you that." She gently took his shaft in her long elegant fingers
and began to stroke it methodically.

   Eloise looked up.  The confident warrior from a few minutes before had
been transformed into her slave, his eyes full of need.  The heat between
her own legs had become unbearable, and she reached with her spare hand
under her leather garments and touched herself.  Unsurprisingly, her cunt
was soaking.

   "So do you want satisfaction in my hands, fool?  Would that feel good?"
Ranulf nodded.  He was a fool indeed, Eloise thought, to accept such a
cheap prize.  "Or what about my mouth?" Her tongue snaked out to lick
around Ranulf's cock head.  He tasted deliciously of sweat and cum.  "Would
that satisfy you, fool?"

   Ranulf trembled.  "Yes."

   Eloise stroked Ranulf's balls while her tongue teased his cock.  "But
you want more, don't you, fool?  Men always do."

   "Yes."

   "Yes, my lady," Eloise corrected him.

   "Yes, my lady." Ranulf's knees were slightly bent as he willed his cock
towards the young noblewoman's face.

   "Well tell me, fool, tell me where you seek your satisfaction." Eloise's
fingers were busy on her cunt now, her thumb strumming her aching clitoris
while her fingers explored her soaking hole.

   "Your cunt, my lady."

   Eloise looked up at Ranulf with a lascivious smile.  "Of course.  But I
wager that isn't where your imagination finishes, is it?" Her tongue lapped
delicately around his cock, savouring every salty sweaty sensation.

   Ranulf shook his head.  "No, my lady."

   "Well tell me, fool.  The blood indeed seems to have left your brain to
feed your cock."

   Eloise made her mouth into an "O" and teased it around the head of
Ranulf's cock as she awaited his response.

   Ranulf sighed.  "Your arse, my lady.  I would fuck your arse."

   Eloise lifted her mouth away from Ranulf's cock and stopped stroking his
balls.  "Then you really are a fool, fool.  To presume that you do that, to
imagine that you could sodomise someone like me."

   Ranulf looked bewildered, desperate.  "But you asked..."

   "It isn't that you asked, fool, but the fact that you thought it is such
a discourtesy." Eloise was lying.  The thought of Ranulf taking her in her
nether hole - forbidden though it was - thrilled and intrigued her, as it
had ever since she had discovered the pleasures of fingering her own behind
in her bed at night, accentuating many times the power of her climaxes. 
But this was combat, as much as the rapier versus dirk combat had been, and
Eloise was determined to win a total victory.

   Eloise looked at Ranulf's cock, bobbing in front of her face.  It still
stood proud, the head wet from her saliva.  "Have you lost, fool?  Do you
submit to me?"

   Ranulf seemed confused.  "Will you still...?"

   "With my hand, yes.  But first you must agree to give me any
satisfaction I demand.  Any."

   "I agree.  I agree."

   Eloise reached up and began softly wanking Ranulf again.  Her hand was
busy between her legs now, as her mind danced around the demands she would
make of the young knight.  It had felt a little bit delicious kneeling
before him, but it felt incredible to control him absolutely.

   Ranulf's knees began to buckle and he let out a long animal roar. 
Eloise offered up her face for his seed, knowing that by offering herself
so wantonly Ranulf would only beg to please her more.  As she felt the
first hot splashes of Ranulf's spunk on her maidenly face, Eloise felt her
own orgasm rip through her.  Her whole body spasmed with pleasure, each
shudder almost coinciding with another spurt of Ranulf's thick white cum.

   Finally their climaxes ended, and Ranulf dropped weakly to his knees. 
Eloise looked at him intently, her chin, cheeks, mouth ,forehead and hair
all prettily disfigured with his semen.  "So, fool, this is what you are
going to do for me..."

   {Please send me feedback at mikechamberswrites@hotmail.co.uk if you have
any ideas what Ranulf should do.  I have my own ideas but would love to
incorporate others in future chapters}
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