2011.4.28: Gift of the bondsmaid clysa //start of new log

[10:45]  Phoenix Dionysus smiles dryly as his gaze rests on
two people he thought not to be seeing again, with a glance
he looks over to the girl that had been promised to him and
then back to the Warrior and his travelling companion "Tal
Miah, its been many days and greetings Tilly...even more
days"
[10:46]  Tilly smiles as the mists finally clear, looking
around her a little as she steps slightly behind Miah: Tal
Tal good to see you again
[10:46]  Cly smiles up to Him gently then lowers her steely
gaze, falling silent as she listens to them
[10:47]  Phoenix Dionysus: and you both, I suppose I owe
thanks for delivery of the offering*nudges his head to the
girl* but I supsect that in your other hand you carry with
you the exppectation of something?
[10:47]  Jeremiah Dastardly nodded..then looked to Tilly,
he saw Skaar approaching..Tal bro, he greeted him happily
enough with the girl in tow.
[10:48]  Jeremiah Dastardly nodded to him...that it has
Brother, i hope you are being seen to well. The girl next
to him and tilly just behind him he offered them small
glances a moment...this girl does seem rather fond of you
Skarr, and Ill have you know it is with some reluctancy
that i give her up..he smiled coyly to him, but Aii, the
girl as I promised you bith is yours..a gift from Einhar
[10:49]  Julianne Lemondrop smiles
[10:50]  Phoenix Dionysus smiles in turn to Miah "well then
as a gift given freely i accept whole heartedly and know
that there will come a day when I return the favour and
bring such an offering to your doors....tho its hard to
conceive that i will find one with the skills that this one
has...
[10:52]  Tilly listens silently, looking over to Cly for a
moment, giving her a wink, being rather fond of the girl
herself, she was reluctant to see her go
[10:52]  Silver Oleander: whoa))
[10:52]  Jeremiah Dastardly snorted soemthing of a
laugh....How true that is Bro! he reached into his pouch
and acted as though it was full of many treasures but only
one thing he had brought with him aside from their fair
back to Kenaz...the key to the girls collar..as he withdrew
it he flipped it in the air lightly with decent enough aim
for Skarr to catch. Nothing in exchange of course, the
girls heart seem to long for your steel he nudged at cly's
shoulder a bit..and perhaps a few other things.
[10:52]  Silver Oleander: "tal jarls...bonds"
[10:52]  Cly looks between the Jarl, then smiles lightly to
the MIstress, winks back
[10:52]  Phoenix Dionysus nods to the girl as she passes by
[10:53]  Tilly grumbles a bit at the girls words her mouth
opening and closing like a landed fish
[10:53]  Jeremiah Dastardly snorts and pokes tilly in the
arm
[10:53]  Phoenix Dionysus catches the key and tucks it away
into his belt, with his other hand he gestures openly to
you both "know that my homestead in the lands of Mjodr Fell
is open to oyu both in welcome"
[10:54]  Phoenix Dionysus grins at Tilly
[10:54]  Cly blushes as she looks to the Jarl as he nudges
her, before turning to look up at Him, smiling lightly
[10:54]  Phoenix Dionysus: things here are not like they
are in Kenaz and the lands thereabout
[10:55]  Tilly mumbles to Miah about not getting any ideas
before sucking her teeth for effect, turning then to Cly:
be happy Cly, you will always have a place if you ever need
it
[10:55]  Phoenix Dionysus: the wandering bond has probably
never seen that much flesh of a Free woman before....to be
honest the first time i had when i was a child, i lost my
wits about me as well
[10:55]  Cly smiles to the Mistress, nodding gently...thank
you Mistress and im sure i will
[10:56]  Tilly just steps closer behind Miah and pulls her
together a little
[10:56]  Tilly: her shirt together a little*
[10:57]  Phoenix Dionysus chuckles again
[10:57]  Jeremiah Dastardly nods a bit as he listens to him
speak...he looked over at Tilly...to the mans offering to
them both he simply shook his head...We havent the time
just now Skarr..but he said, perhaps our travels..or mine,
as he certainly could not speak for Tilly's travels, we'd
come and have a bit of mead with you...he glanced around
the area it did seem very pleasant place a bit breezy
though compared to Kenaz though not quite as chilly
[10:59]  Phoenix Dionysus reaches to his belt then and
takes out a long length of thin small chain with a clip
upon its end and the other fastened securely to his belt,
stepping to the gril he reached the clip to her and snapped
it upon her cllar's ring, locking her in place."you honour
our friendship with this gesture....something that will
never be forgotten....when the turmoils of the lands far
off get to be too much, know that there are greener
pastures on the other side..."
[11:01]  Jeremiah Dastardly watched as he moved to his belt
for the chain..he nodded..arms crossed as he did, Thank you
kindly Skarr...he reached out to cly once more and with a
finger tipped her chin up...continue to serve with fire
bond...he let her chin fall and laid a gritty palm on her
ass with a bit of a crack..he smiled...be well. You both
[11:02]  Phoenix Dionysus: and to you, safe sails home
[11:02]  Cly purses her lips together, shivers feeling the
leash clasping about the ring of the collar
[11:02]  Tilly looks around once more briefly before
following Miah's lead: well wishes, safe paths and anything
else you think of, I hope she serves you well
[11:02]  Phoenix Dionysus: thank them my bond...without
them you would be slave to a toad
[11:03]  Tilly: serve with heart Cly
[11:03]  Cly: be well Jarl, Mistress and thank you
both...smiles to them
[11:03]  Cly: i will Mistress
[11:04]  Jeremiah Dastardly took the fair for the boat ride
home from his pouch and ran the two coins between his
fingers repeatedly until they had made the way to the
boats...he flipped Tilly's skirt up a bit catching a peek
as he pretended to be "helping" her into the boat...he
loved that she didnt wear pants most the time...to Kenaz!
he bellowed to the captain and tossed the coins to him
[11:04]  Phoenix Dionysus smiled with a chuckled and nodded
once more to them both before turning and heading out
across the long stretching dockfront.

2011-04-13 Return of a slave girl

[00:31]  ℂℓy looks up meekly to him
[00:32]  Jeremiah Dastardly approached the gates slowly catching the stark white blur from a good ways out...as he came close enough to touch the girl he pushed the hood from her head and nodded to her...he grunted at her as he had recognized her somewhat from long ago when she had been going to serve him but apparently got lost...come along slut...he said and turned her by her shoulder to the gates
[00:33]  ℂℓy nod...yes Jarl...she whispers following him keeping close
[00:35]  ℂℓy looks up about the camp sighing softly, then looks back to him, lightly chews her lower lip nervously
[00:43]  Jeremiah Dastardly stripped the cloak the girl was wearing from her shoulders and slung it over his own...might good for him to sell later as it seemed of fine quality...he eyed her slowly and sighed...no collar..he shook his head and sent his fingers tangling into her hair...come along..business to be handled it seems
[00:43]  Jeremiah Dastardly: Tal Kara...he said the girl in tow as he headed toward the circle
[00:45]  Jeremiah Dastardly: stopping just outside the circle he let her hair loose...he looked down...knowing she truly had no choice he watched her and waited for her to move
[00:45]  ℂℓy smiles gently to the Mistress as she went along with the Jarl, glances to the circle then back to him, gently she steps into it, a shiver goes through her
[00:48]  Jeremiah Dastardly smiled as he watched her go into the circle...it was a delicate moment for one to do such a thing...reaching to his collar he pulled one of the finely polished steel collars of the villages from it...with it open and in front of her neck..cly, he asked her, you willingly submit yourself to this clan and the free who reside within the walls?
[00:49]  ℂℓy looks up to him, gently she went to her knees crossing her wrists she lowers ehr head then looks back up at him tears in her eyes as she smiles to him.....yes Jarl i am and do
[00:51]  Jeremiah Dastardly pushed the cool steel collar around her neck to be warmed by it from now till the day she was killed or purchased from the village...he leane din close to her, his cheek nearly touching hers as he made a small gesture of a kiss as he clasped the collar closed he leaned back some and began to twist the key as several tumblers began to click and fall into place.
[00:52]  ℂℓy trembles feeling teh cool steel back around her slender neck, a small whimper slips from her as she hears the clicking of the tumblers
[00:53]  ℂℓy looks up at him pursing her lips tightly together
[00:53]  Jeremiah Dastardly: as the final one did fall into place he withdrew the key from the lock and slid it oonto the ring of keys he held for the clan...then stood to his full height and motioned for her to rise
[00:54]  ℂℓy slips to her feet she looks up at him then lowers her steely gaze, humbly
[00:58]  ℂℓy gently reaches up she touches the collar

2011-03-22: Meeting the Baker/new Mistress

Mistress Thorne the Baker

[00:15]  Thorne wanders up the path humming softly and brushes a strand of hair from her cheek as she eyes the girl.
[00:16]  Cly smiles gently back as she urns watching...tal
[00:16]  Cly: ^turns
[00:17]  Thorne looks her over as she again swats at the stubborn hair, tucking it behind her ear. She holds the basket of fresh baked breads and rolls out to the girl and motions for her to pick one.
[00:18]  Cly smiles gently she lowers her gaze...Mistress is too kind, thank you....she whispered as she gently picks out one of the smaller rolls
[00:18]  Thorne gives her a nod and holds a delicate finger to her lips in a "hush" motion, then gives her a slight wink and moves past towards the longhouse
[00:20]  Cly smiles softly she nibbles upon the roll, winks to the Mistress before she slipped into the long house, carefully she finishes the roll before she follows into the long house
[00:20]  ::Kool Door whispers: clysa Dragoone opened the door
[00:22]  Cly blinks as she enters she looks back seeing the Mistress as she gently strips from the warm kirtle, turning she hangs the soft wool upon a peg by the door, humming softly she slips to the back of the hall to see is the Mistress need any help
[00:24]  Cly: is there anything i can do for you Mistress....she asked lightly as she approaches her
[00:24]  Thorne watches the girl come and smiles softly. She decides she will introduce herself, though it is of course not expected. The voice that rolls up her throat is husky and rich laced with a thick accent from the southern regions somewhere. "I am Thorne, and the new baker, girl. How are you called?" She turns and takes out a large mixing bowl and sets it on the counter as she reaches for some eggs.
[00:26]  Cly: pleasure to meet you Mistress, i am called cly, if it pleases you...she offers a light smile
[00:26]  Thorne nods and cracks a few of the small vulo eggs into the bowl as she eyes the girl. Her head tilts a moment as she seems to think on something. "Do you cook, girl?"
[00:29]  Cly: im learning how to Mistress....she admits shyly as she cast her steely gaze downward
[00:31]  Thorne nods again and holds an egg out to the girl. "Four eggs in the bowl.."
[00:33]  Cly gently she takes the egg in her hand, moving closer to the bowl she cracks it open, smiles lightly she repeat the action a few times til there were four total
[00:36]  Thorne watches her  a moment and then turns to begin poking about to see what supplies they had. She riffles through several sacks for any flour. She measures out two huge scoops of the stuff and plops it in the bowl. She peers at the girl. "Do you have milk? What kind does not matter though I prefer bosk myself..."
[00:37]  Cly: there is fresh bosk milk...she informed her as she slips to the side where the pitcher was kept upon a shelf by the hearth, carefully she picks it up and brings it to the MIstress
[00:38]  Thorne smiles and motions to the bowl. "Just enough to wet the flour. Now... sugars.... where do you keep them?" she turns, her hands on her hips as she scans the shelves.
[00:40]  Cly nods gently as she moves closer to teh bowl, gently pouring it, she glances back to her...tis next to the sa-tarna flour sack Mistress....she mentioned lightly as she turns setting the pitcher back in its place
[00:42]  Thorne gives a little exclaimation of victory when she sees that the sugar is indeed where the girl said. she fetches the tins of both white and yellow sugar and brings them back to the table. "A bit of the white, just guess... now, salt? I know that one is a bit more tricky up here hm?"
[00:44]  Cly gently she adds some of the white then she looks over, stepping closer to teh hearth standing on her toes she reaches up and pulls down a small container, smiles lightly as she shows it to the Mistress
[00:44]  Thorne smiles and points at the bowl. "Add a pinch of salt then."
[00:45]  Cly: yes Mistress...moves closer to the counter she opens the container and adds just a pinch of salt to the mixture before returning the container back to the shelf
[00:47]  Thorne wiggles her fingers. "Now knead it until it is sticky and all the flour is mixed up. I will find a pan." With that she turns and starts rummaging loudly through the cupboards. On occasion she takes her bow from her back to reach things on the top she cannot reach on her own, almost as if the weapon was a natural extension of herself. She plops a round flat pan on the counter and leans on it, watching the girl.
[00:49]  Cly: yes Mistress...she smiles as she moves to the counterspilling the contents upon a sheet, she gently kneads the mixture, lightly humming as she does so out of habit, she glances to the Mistress before lowering her eyes back to her work
[00:50]  Thorne grins and waves a hand at her. "I do the same. Cooking makes me very at ease, I normally sing. You may if you like." She takes a little of the loose flour and sprinkles it over the bottom of the pan and murmurs softly. "It keeps the bread from sticking as it bakes..."
[00:52]  Cly nods...its about the same how we do it back on my home world...she told her lightly watching her, smiling softly
[00:53]  Thorne lifts a brow. "Your home world? You are barbarian?" The curiosity in her face is almost too bright as she leans forward to hear tales of this strange place. She blinks after a moment remembering the bread. "Flatten it out on the pan all the way to teh edges"
[00:55]  Cly: yes Mistress....she nods as she places the dough upon the pan, carefully she flattens it out, spreading across the pan, as she glances to her...and yes im what you would call a barbarian, Mistress
[00:56]  Thorne looks absolutely intrigued as she slides the baking stone from the bakers oven allowing the girl to place the pan inside. "Perhaps one of these days you will tell me about your home?"
[00:57]  Cly gently smiles nodding, it seems long since she thought of her home and was happy to talk about it...yes Mistress i would be happy to...she told her as she places the pan inside
[00:58]  Thorne pushes hte pan back a ways and seals the oven witht eh baking stone and steps back. "Well, lets clean up before I start the fruit paste."
[00:59]  Cly: yes Mistress...turning she retrieved a rep cloth, wetting it she turns and starts to clean off the counter for her, humming lightly again as she works along with the Mistress

2011-03-19: serving visiting Jarl

[23:46]  Nightmare Hoxley: heya tal
[23:46]  Kris: Tal *shouts throught the longhall*
[23:46]  Cly glances back she smiles seeing Jarl Night.....tal Jarls
[23:46]  Nightmare Hoxley: this is an old friend of mine
[23:47]  Nightmare Hoxley claps his hands, serve him well, girl
[23:49]  Cly: yes Jarl...smiles as she dries her hands upon a rep cloth, she approaches the long table, her hips swaying lightly as she walks, kneeling at the end opf the table she offers a smile to the visiting Jarl...may i fetch JArl something to drink or eat.
[23:51]  Kris cock his head and take a closer inspecting gaze on her, slowly running his gaze down her female now naked curves and back to look into her eyes. Silently with his charismatic gaze that probably seems to pour though the eyes down to the sould... He last that gaze on her well knowing its effect. Then, when he's sure to have the full attention of the girl he opens the mouth, slightly, but only to lick over his lips and beckon her closer with a gentle wave of the index finger, more alluring then ordering*
[23:51]  Nightmare Hoxley nods to kris he is my guest
[23:54]  Cly gently she moves closer to him, crawls over near his bench she knelt just at his side, her steely gaze lowers under his gaze, a shiver went through her as she wets her lips lightly with the tip of her tongue
[23:56]  Kris bows slightly to her and raise the arm, palm up, to place two finger under her chinn, and ... more guide then actually force, the head in the neck until she looks up to him, he into her eyes, now quite closer. Again he opens the mouth and for a second it seems he just lick again over her lips until he then speak up* Your name slave? *he cock his head and continue to study her while he still hold her head locked into the neck*
[23:56]  Nightmare Hoxley growls *i am busy with preparation of our todays melee tournament, i think i am not needed here anylonger
[23:57]  Nightmare Hoxley: have a good rest and you serve him with fire, girl
[23:57]  Nightmare Hoxley waves back *be well
[23:58]  Cly: i am called cly if it pleases Jarl...she spoke lightly in responce, swallowing a little as she gazes up at him, hearing Jarl Night she calls after him...yes Jarl....then she turns her attention back to the Jarl before her
[00:00]  Kris: cly *he repeats, just as if he wanted to hear the sound it if form his own mouth* Well... cly... dow you know how to serve mead body warm? *he raise both eyebrows and lure at her, curious for the answer*
[00:02]  Cly shivers slightly under his gaze.....ive heard of it JArl, but never served such...she whispers, her eyes lowering slightly under his stare
[00:04]  Kris: So... *he hesitates a moment as if he try to remember* cly... what did you heard? *he raised an eyebrow and continue observing her, and her reactions while the fingers of the othe rhand start to rythmically tap on the wooden surface of the table*
[00:07]  Cly: its been a long time Jarl and i know very little i will confess, but mead body warm, is just that the mead is warmed to body temperature, by keeping it close to the body til warmth or set out til its warm and matches the body temp....she whispers trying to remember
[00:09]  Kris: Go slave! Go! *he shout aout* and fetch me a warm mead i will teach you! *and slamms the fist on the table laughing out hard*
[00:11]  Cly jumps startled....yes Jarl...she cried as she leaps to her feet and hurries to the back of the hall
[00:16]  Cly moves to the back she fetches a horn from a shelf over the hearth, taking a rep cloth she cleans the horn of any dust, runningher finger tips along the rim she notes with pride that it was smooth, placing the cloth down she moves to the corner where a large cask of mead rests, crouching down she fills the horn with the rich warm amber liquid, careful not to splatter or spill a single drop she turns to face him, swallowing hard she approaches with care, moving sensually she slips to his left side behind his bench, kneeling close to him her head lowered as she spoke softly to him....mead Jarl
[00:17]  Kris: What *he raise the indexfinger and an eyebrow and look down* was your first mistake?
[00:19]  Cly looks down not sure as she held the horn close to her belly felling the ivory curve caressing her flesh....i dont know Jarl...she whispers lightly, she was trembling, frightened
[00:23]  Kris: Most true Torvladlsander males carry their horn with them. You should first have found out if i have a horn and you should serve it in my horn or if I don't have one. Anyway *he smiles and caress with the back of the indexfinger along her cheek* Now come to my lap ((or on the table if the bench don't allow that, imagination ftw))
[00:25]  Cly: yes Jarl, forgive me...she whispers, gently she rises to her feet, slipping gently into his lap, shivers lightly as she settles lightly against him nestling she peeks up at him under long lashes and auburn bangs that fell over her face
[00:26]  clysa's Collar: clysa adopts normal posture.
[00:28]  clysa's Collar: clysa adopts the 'nadu1' position.
[00:31]  Kris: Bodywarm means *he grab her and pull her closer into his lap. Then he bend her chest back until it touches the table and grab her tits, pressing em together so there is only a small slit - just like a natural cone* You pour the mead slowly on your throat and let it slide down your chest and i will drink it from between your tits *he hold her tits pressed togeter and place the lip on the slit to take the warm sweet liquid while his thumbs and forefinger start to play with the nipples*
[00:34]  Cly gasps as she shivers, her body shfts restlessly, flushing as his words sinks in, she looks to himswallowing hard even as she wets her lips lightly, slowly she nods her understanding...y..yes Jarl
[00:35]  Kris: What are you waiting for girl? *he smirks evily but give her a playful wink while he press his lips at the slit between her breats waiting for the mead to come*
[00:38]  Cly nodding she arches a little, lifting her chin up she takes the horn lightly in hand, places it just under the black iron band about her slender throat, slowly she starts to pour the dark liquid upon her, shivers slightly as she feels it running down over her flesh to the slit her made with her breasts, she bites her lower lip trying not ot make a sound, yet a small whimper slips from her
[00:43]  Kris drinks the hot mead from the slit between the breats with a slurping noise and utter delight... bit for bit until all of the mead made its way in his throat. After that he lick her tits - the slit - clean and then her lips until he got all of the sweat mead. While some of the mead found its way through the corner of the mouth soaked into his beard the rest from his lips get licked away and finally he clean his mouth with the back of the hand and smear it at his pants* You have a lot to learn ...ehm.. cly... but *he smiles and caress with the fingertips playful along her inner legs* i see you are eager to learn... Nex time I probably teach you some more.... *he cock his head and eyes her curiously awaiting her response - audiablie and also visible*
[00:46]  Cly: yes Jarl, thank you Jarl...she responded, blushing deeply, she felt her body tremble by the light carssing along her inner thigh making her squirm lightly upon her knees as she gazes up at him then lowers her steely eyes
[00:52]  Kris stroke with thumb and forefinger along his moustache while he study her: someone teaching here the torvaldslander traditions? I see you are eager but your not yet understood the ways of a bond. Though your serve is nice, willful and smooth
[00:55]  Cly offers a light smile even though her gaze stays cast down...thank you Jarl, the Jarls, Kennel Mistress and other bonds have been helping me learn, all is still new to me, but yes i am eager to learn so that i will strive to please thos within the camp
[01:03]  Kris: you first need to understand that a bond is less ehm... how to explain.. robotic.. its a lot about teasing... when the Kajira demonstrates how well she studied the 2000 steps of a serve the bond wash it away and just try to impress the master by her sexiness and alluring beeing... and... not to forget... her larl like humor
[01:05]  Cly smiles lightly remember her first night within the camp nodding...yes Jarl, its just been tense here as of late...she told him lightly as she relaxes a little then she looks up at him, her steely gaze meeting him
[01:07]  Kris: Tense? *he ask while the finger continue to sweetly 'torture' her inner legs*
[01:09]  Hagbard Halving: Ah Tal sir, greetings Cly
[01:09]  Cly: just some inner clan conflicts, but nothing to worry about...she told him lightly, biting her lower full lip she gently shifts, spreading her thighs a little more as she spoke to him
[01:10]  Cly gazes up smils to Jarl Hagbard...tal Jarl
[01:13]  Kris: Tal... *nodds to the man
[01:13]  Hagbard Halving: I don't think I have seen you here before sir?
[01:15]  Kris: Thats right... a friend invited me
[01:16]  Hagbard Halving: I see, and who is this friend? and... your name?
[01:17]  Kris: Sound strange but i don't know him by name... but sweet cly can tell you
[01:18]  Cly: its Jarl Night, Jarl...she informed them both
[01:19]  Hagbard Halving frowns, Night very well.. and how is it.. that you did not know your friends name? and you are yett to give me yours
[01:20]  Kris: you didn't introduced yourself, probably doing that before asking *he chuckles* Well you know.. it happens often that you fight at ones side by alliance or circumstands and learn to honor him while you never got introduced to him
[01:22]  Hagbard Halving: Aye, I did not, this is my home.. thus I would expect your name before I grant you mine
[01:22]  Kris: Well I am Kris the Wrathful, Warrior of the North, Berserker of Odin, slayer of my foes and enslaver of women *laughs*
[01:24]  Hagbard Halving chuckles, well met Kris, I am Hagbard Halving.. he paused for a moment thinking he should also get himself several titles he quickly added, bond-master, Slayer of the serpant around yggdrasil
[01:25]  Hagbard Halving gives Cly's butt a little "love-tap" are you going to serve me girl? or are you to tired for even that?
[01:26]  Kris: Well met, Hagbard Halving, bond-master and slayer of the serpant *he chuckles* I'll take my leave... May Odin give you a strong arm and stiff parts... *he laughs*
[01:27]  Hagbard Halving: Girl you are not looking well, /me smiles at the man, well Kris, I pray you have safe paths on your way
[01:27]  Kris: thanks, you never know when you need it... will see you another time Hagbard
[01:27]  Hagbard Halving grumbles at his morning typos
[01:28]  Kris: and probably cly for serving another mead *smirks*
[01:28]  Cly smiles to the Jarl....well wishes Jarl...she spoke lightly before turning her attention to Jarl Hagbard
[01:29]  Kris: Hey Hagbard, can you let me out?
[01:30]  Hagbard Halving: yes, yes ofcourse, Cly see to my mead..
[01:33]  Cly: yes Jarl...smiles lightly as she slips down from the table, moving with care she moves to the back of the hall, reaching up she fetches a horn from the shelf, taking a rep cloth she cleans it with care, gently she moves over to a cask of mead in the back corner, filling the horn with the rich amber liquid she was careful not to spill a single drop, turning she moves with care back to the table, slipping into his lap, she smiles sensually to him as she offers him the horn....mead Jarl
[01:35]  Hagbard Halving smiles thank you cly, you're a good girl, he takes the horn from her hands, lifting it to his lips and sipping it, in a very non typical norhtern way, as he lowers the horn, he places it towards Cly's lips. drink girl....
[01:37]  Cly genly leans close she placesher small hand on his and tilts the horn so that the mead would splash to her lips, licking them she smiles up at him when she took a tiny sip...thank you Jarl
[01:39]  Hagbard Halving tilts the horn further, allowing a small gush of mead to slash over her cheast, pouring down over her breasts towards her heat, her body glistening now, in the light of the fire. taking the horn back to his own lips he grins. liking what he did, lifting the horn high now, turning it upside down, guzzeling the sweet mead served untill the horn was empty, most of the meaw addmittedly passed his chin rather than his throat, though the reason for him wanting mead was allready accoplished
[01:40]  Cly gasps softly she shivers feeling the mead splashing over her lithe form whimpering softly she looks to him
[01:41]  Hagbard Halving: I shall not keep you bond, I can tell you are exhausted. you are to go kennel. is that understood girl?
[01:42]  Cly: yes Jarl....she whispers lowering her head as she bites her lower lip
[01:44]  Hagbard Halving smiles, now now girl. you know you need your rest and that I wish for your service... but I can see.. you're body is spent.. you must recover
[01:46]  Cly slowly nods she leans up kisses him soundly upon the lips, a soft purr slips from her as she presses into him.....thank you Jarl, you enjoy your day...she smiled weakly to him before she slips from his lap to fetch her kirtle then to head towards the kennels

GOREAN LIFE (youtube video)

2011-03-04 Serving Jarl Skarr

[18:12]  Phoenix Dionysus spies the bond from yesterday and immediately makes his way to her, not even within ten feet before he is barking out "food....drink, now girl"
[18:13]  Cly smiles gently as the approaching nods as she turns and quickly heads towards the long house yes Jarl
[18:14]  Phoenix Dionysus waits not for you, throwing open hte doors and stepping inside, making his way to the table and sitting down with a mighty tired sigh
[18:16]  Cly entering the long house she felt the Jarl behind her as she steps to the side, gently she strips from the kirtle, hanging the woolen fabric upon a peg by the door before slipping back to the back of the long house
[18:18]  Phoenix Dionysus: /m e rests his head heavily on his hands, lost in thought for a frew moments as he goes over the events of the eve in his mind.....the escape from the fort high up in the mountains....and the subsequent flight from the lands there, a mad rush to find a ship he could stow away on
[18:23]  Cly smiles as she slips by the Jarl as he sits down at the table, moving back to the hearth she fetches a bowl from the counter that she had set out earlier with the fresh made stew and baked Sa-Tarna bread, humming lightly she takes the bowl over to the hearth and ladels out a few scoops of stew into the bowl, smiling she sets it to the side upon a tray with a couple of torn peices of bread and a spoon, taking a horn she went to a barrel and fills it with the rich honey mead, smiling lightly she picks up the tray and the horn, carries it back to the long table and sets the tray before him before proffering him with the horn of mead
[18:25]  Phoenix Dionysus looks at the food on the tray, the stew immediately calling to him, he had not shifted his gaze to you yet and without doing so he suddenly snatched the wrist holding the horn, his large thick paw clamping down over your thin arm holding it tight as he reaches across to take the horn with his other hand and then guide you up onto the table with the one that holds fast to your wrist.
[18:25]  Phoenix Dionysus forces you to sit down in front of him and then eases your legs open wide, nodding for you not to move .
[18:27]  Cly gasps startled as she sits upon the table, she looks to him chewing her lower lip nervously, she stays still as she spreads her thighs opened for him, a small whimper slips from her lips
[18:29]  Phoenix Dionysus holds the horn out away from the table and tips out a sip in offering to Odin before bringing to his lips and oh so thirstily gulping in down in several loud thick swallows that flex thruout his stretched neck, his head leaning way back to finish the horn with a loud ahhhhhhh, tossing it onto the table for the moment, his mind already tatstign the stew, he slides the bowl between your legs directly in front of him and taking up the spoon...w.astes no time in digging in, hungrily lathering it into his mouth
[18:32]  Cly blushes lightly she trembles a little as she sat before him her steely gaze lowered as she watches him over thick lashes and her auburn bangs, lightly wets her lips as she rests her palms lightly upon her thighs
18:33]  Phoenix Dionysus stares directly at your bared treasure immediately in front of him as he chews spoons and devours the stew, grateful that you had brought a large bowl, the only pauses in the action of his spoon are when he reaches over to grab a hunk of the bread and dip it into the stew before making that disappear as fast as the level of the bowl was going down. ravaging the stew his breaths deep and full, trembling thruuout his body as tho he were a rabid kur mangling its latest meal, his eyes however never once looked away from between your legs, admiring the soft folds of your flower openly
[18:36]  Cly feels his heated gaze upon her, she shifts lightly upon the table, barely moving as she watches him, a shiver went through her as she watches nervously
[18:37]  Phoenix Dionysus moaned between mouthfuls as you shifted, the movement reverberating thru your sex as your flesh moves softly , growling into the bowl he kept at it, eating another chunk of bread with it before scooping out the last spoonfuls of the meaty broth, licking his lips to savour the last drops it he then tosses the bowl over his shoulder to smash onto the fllor, his hands suddenly reaching for your hips ((Cont))
[18:39]  Phoenix Dionysus yanks you suddenly, pulling your bum out from under you and to the edge of the table, holding your legs open in front of him as he dives his face in at the next course of his meal......you, his grip holding you flat on your back on the table with your le gs raiseed up high, his tongue thick hot and wide laps over your naked sex, stroking your thick puffy outer lips
[18:42]  Cly cries out startled as she squirms a little under his hold, whimpering she closes eyes as her claws at the table a little, panting soft whimpers suddenly slips from her as her body slowly starts to give into his ministrations upon her tender sensitive folds.....Jarl....she gasps suddenly arching to his seeking mouth as her muscles tighten and heated honey starts to form from her, dripping into his seeking hungry mouth
[18:45]  Phoenix Dionysus sits amid the mess of the meal the girl had served him, not even the sound of the doors opening broke him from finishing hi s dessert, the smashed bowl on the floor behind him, the drinking horn cast aside on its side beside him on the table, the girl laid on her back atop of it with her legs in the air and his face between her bronze thighs, his head moving as his tongue adminsters firm lashes of its thick hotness over her without mercy or pause, he tongue ignoring her little button for it was not he desire to bring her release but mearly taste of the nectar she carried and so he plunged his tongue deep into her depths, using to stroke at her inner muscles as he drank fully of her juices.
[18:45]  ℜεηεε нσχℓєу walks out of the langhall after seeing what was about to unfold in front of her..letting them two do their buisness without an audience "I will be outside, Lord" she said before turning to walk out
[18:45]  ℜεηεε нσχℓєу: longhall*
[18:48]  Cly tosses her head from side to side, her flesh flushing as she starts to arch and buck, gasps as she felt his tongue sliding into her heated cavern making her cry out helplessly, she clings to the tables edge, shuddering and trembling under him
[18:51]  Phoenix Dionysus growls against your slickened sex, he stands from his seat and le ans over you, bending your le gs against his armoured shoulders your ass lifting from the table as your body bends, his mouth even more ravenous on you than it had been for the stew, his growls echoing thruout your tender flower as he firmly works at it with his mouth, his lisp suckling at your outer ones, tugging them untill they pulled free of the grip only to dive back in and stroke his tongue slcikly over your inner petals and then diving back inside to taste the latest accumulation of intoxicating wetness puddled there.
[18:54]  Cly: Jarl....she cries out arching, she was helpless in his hold as she gazes up at him, her steely eyes clouded and glazed over, tears starts to form as she claws at the wooden table, she was on the edge and at his mercy as she looks to him pleading him, her body quivering as she tosses her head back and closes her eyes, giving into his dominace as he took what he wanted
[18:54]  Phoenix Dionysus finally pulls his face from between your legs, standing the rest of the way straight, his long arms reaching out to either side of him and he stretched his massive chest with a refreshed roar, your wetness apparent all over the stubble nd flesh of his face but he did not care....anymore than he cared about the mead that stained his chest and stomach where it had ran down, scooting the horn across the table to hit against your outer thigh as you lay panting he simply says "more mead" and then turns to walk to the doors the l ong hall
[18:56]  Phoenix Dionysus roars again grinningly as he steps outside into the sun, his face a mask of life and pleasure....his belly full once again, both of his thirsts quenched.....he turns his gaze to the LAdy and nods to her....offering her greeting once more.

2011-03-04 Preparing Bosk Stew for teh Clan

hums softly as she slips into the long house. stepping to the side from the heavy doors, she lets her steely gray eyes to adjust to the dimness after being outside within the bright sunlight. gently she slips her finger through the long auburn tressels of her hair, brushing the loose strands back away from her face before running them down to the laces of her kirtle. sighing lightly as she strips away the woolen fabric from her lightly tanned flesh. hanging the kirtle upon a peg by the door she steps lightly to the back of the long house.
passing by the left over roast bosk from earlier, she smiles to herself as she thought of a stew that she could prepare for teh clan. moving to the back by the hearth she pulls out the large cast iron cooking kettle from the side of the hearth. placing it on the swinging hook just over the fire she turns towards the water pump, taking a clean bowl she fills it full with the fresh water to pour into the kettle.
humming as she works, she steps back over to the roast bosk, tearing a few peices from it she takes it to the counter and starts preparing it. seasoning it with the salts then tosses it into kettle. walking with care she looks into the vegetable basket and pulls out a few carrots, cabbages, turnips and onions. placing them on the counter she cleans them scrubbing each piece. wiping down the counter she then sets to chopping the vegetables and tossing them into the cooking kettle to start simmering with the bosk meat.
moving to the sacks against the wall, she fetch some Sa-Tarna grain and takes it to the fresh clean counter. humming she smiles as she sets to make fresh Sa-Tarna Bread, kneading the dough. making a couple of balls she sets them upon a pan and place close to the hearth to help them to rise before kneading them again and places them closer to the cooking coals to bake.
smiling seeing all she has done as she takes a clean rep cloth, damping it, she starts to clean the counters and the few dishes she had used. standing on her toes she reaches up for a couple of bowls and spoons, setting them on the counter she checks the stew and the bread. pulling the fresh baked bread away from the coals, placing them upon the counter for the clan to tear into when they wish for some stew as it finishes.

2011-03-03 Meeting New Jarls, serving the Jarls

[18:12]  Wolf Fralto shouts: tal
[18:12]  Wolf Fralto shouts: tal clysa
[18:12]  Cly smiles up at the Jarl...tal Jarl
[18:13]  Wolf Fralto: greetings clysa
[18:13]  Cly smiles gently to him, her steely gaze gleaming lightly....greetings Jarl, i hope all is well with you
[18:14]  Wolf Fralto: aye young lady everything is well
[18:14]  Cly: thats good to hear, Jarl
[18:15]  Wolf Fralto: please call me wolf
[18:15]  Cly: im a simple bond, im not allowed to soil a Jarls name upon my lips....looks to him shocked
[18:16]  Wolf Fralto: ah i see well now i understand that
[18:16]  Cly smiles
[18:16]  Cly: Jarl hasnt been long in Torvaldsland hasnt he
[18:17]  Wolf Fralto: no i havent my travels have finally brought me here to this wonderful camp
[18:18]  Cly: thats good Jarl, i hope that your stay been a good one
[18:18]  Wolf Fralto: aye so far it has and i have already been accepted into the clan as well
[18:20]  Cly: thats good, Jarl, all is nice here and helpful.....smiles gently as she adjusts her kirtle
[18:20]  Wolf Fralto: i hope your trip here was safe
[18:20]  Cly: usually is Jarl
[18:21]  Cly: does Jarl need anything to drink....she asks lightly as she drops her steely gaze
[18:22]  Wolf Fralto: smiles warmly as he wipes a small smudge from her right cheek gently* no i am fine but thank you young lady
[18:23]  Cly blushes lightly.....im called clysa, if it pleases Jarl....she lightly informs him
[18:23]  Wolf Fralto: aye clysa a very lovely name
[18:23]  Cly: thank you Jarl
[18:27]  Cly: may i go and tend to some chores Jarl
[18:27]  Wolf Fralto: of course please carry on
[18:28]  Cly: thank you Jarl....smiles as she slips away towards the long house
[18:43]  Cly quietly enters the long house, letting her steely gaze adjust to the dimness within the interior, smiling lightly she slips off her woolen kirtle and socks, hanging the kirtle upon a peg by the door and the socks just under it, she moves to the back to gather a bota, walking over to a barrel she fulls the bota with some fresh mead, humming softly as she does the simple task, seeing that more mead needs to be made, looking about she moves closer to the hearth, gathering the honey, spices and water she goes to a barrel, the honey was strong and had set long by the hearth, gently she pours this into the barrel, adding heated water and spices she takes a large wooden spoon and starts mixing it all together, humming softly as she prepares the darken brew to set a little longer before it would be fully ready to serve to the Jarls and Mistresses, sealing the barrel she pushes against it, her bare feet slipping upon the wooden planks of the floor as she shifts the heavy barrel back against the hearth, smiling ge
[18:43]  Cly: ntly she takes the empty honey jar and sets to cleaning it, placing it and the spices back in place she picks up the full bota and a couple of horns to go out and serve those upon the wall, moving to the door she redresses and slips back out into the sunlight
[18:48]  Cly: tal Jarl, Mistress
[18:48]  ℜεηεε нσχℓєу: Tal Cly
[18:48]  Wolf Fralto: Tal cly
[18:49]  Cly smiles as she approaches the Free.....may i offer some warm mead....gently hold a bota and couple of horns lightly within her hands
[18:49]  Wolf Fralto: mead sounds wonderful to me young lady
[18:50]  ℜεηεε нσχℓєу: nothing for me today but thank you for the offer
[18:51]  Cly smiles to the Jarl as she moves closer to him, placing the spare horn at the loop of her kirtle skirt she fills a horn for the Jarl and proffers it to him....your mead Jarl...smiles gently
[18:52]  Wolf Fralto: smiles taking the horn of mead gently nodding his head* thank you very much cly
[18:52]  Cly: yes Mistress youre most welcome...smiles lightly
[18:55]  Cly: Jarl is most welcome and i hope you enjoy it and that it keeps you warm
[18:56]  Wolf Fralto: aye its going to take me some time to get used to the colder weather here
[18:59]  Cly gently nods as she gazes out over the wall....i believe it wont take Jarl too long....smiles gently almost shyly
19:00]  Cly glances over to Mistress...is there anything i can get for you Mistress....she asks lightly
[19:00]  Wolf Fralto: i dont think so either traveling mainly in the south it was very nice
[19:01]  Cly: i see Jarl, i bet it was nice...smiles
[19:03]  ℜεηεε нσχℓєу shook her head "No, thank you Cly"
[19:04]  Cly: as you wish Mistress
[19:06]  Wolf Fralto: cly do you think i can hit that tree off in the distance with my bow?
[19:06]  Cly: maybe Jarl, i dont know
[20:01]  Wolf Fralto: kiyomi step into the circle
[20:03]  Wolf Fralto: growls a bit at the girl starting to pace a bit
[20:03]  Dedric Dryke looks to Kiyomi and nods then looks to Wolf still nodding. "She seems obedient enough. You caught yourself a good one."
[20:03]  kiyomi Xekri is confused about the circl but steps in it any way
[20:05]  ℜεηεε нσχℓєу smiled watching as the girl stepped inside the bond circle "She seems to be a very good girl Wolf"
[20:05]  kiyomi Xekri bites her lip blushing
[20:06]  Dedric Dryke chuckles a bit and waves a dismissive hand. "I'm from the south, she'll get use to it."
[20:06]  Cly gently approaches curiously
[20:06]  Wolf Fralto: aye so am i i was just a traveler until a friend told me of this clan
[20:06]  kiyomi Xekri qickly sneezes
[20:07]  Wolf Fralto: cly why dont you come and meet a soon to be new member
[20:07]  Cly: yes Jarl...she moved closer, smiling lightly to teh girl
[20:08]  Dedric Dryke raises a brow at Cly's boots while she wanders by.
[20:09]  kiyomi Xekri blinks qickly moveing behind the mans leg peeking out as she holds his pants leg looking to the girl shyly
[20:09]  Cly catches Jarl Dedrics gaze, she blushes remembering a few nights ago, falling silent
[20:10]  Wolf Fralto: dont be shy kiyomi this is clysa another bond madewho is very friendly
[20:11]  Cly smiles gently...tal
[20:11]  kiyomi Xekri looks up to him for a moment unshor but turns her eyes back to the girl hideing her face behind his leg
[20:11]  kiyomi Xekri: tal
[20:11]  kiyomi Xekri: its nice to meet you
[20:11]  kiyomi Xekri: im kiyomi
[20:12]  Wolf Fralto: chuckles a bit smiling warmly while listening carefully
[20:12]  Cly: nice to meet you...whispers lightly
[20:14]  kiyomi Xekri peeks out at the girl lightly noming on the pants leg nurvisly
[20:14]  Cly shyly glances up at Jarl Dedric but lowers her steely gaze, her hand slipping back gently touches behind her, trembles some, before she regain composure......may i get Jarls or Mistress anything....she asks lightly
[20:15]  kiyomi Xekri with little tinny sqeeky voice she looks up agin from behind the pants leg
[20:15]  kiyomi Xekri: so cold
[20:17]  Dedric Dryke says nothing before heading to the gate wall, he spoke to no one and acknowledged none other than nodding to Wolf for his new bondmaid.
[20:18]  Wolf Fralto: it seems im a popular one today hahaha
[20:18]  kiyomi Xekri: do i stay here
[20:18]  kiyomi Xekri is confused
[20:18]  kiyomi Xekri sighs
[20:18]  Wolf Fralto: you may stand
[20:18]  Wolf removes the leash from kiyomi's collar.
[20:18]  Wolf attaches a leash to kiyomi's collar.
[20:19]  Cly looks back at Mistress....does Mistress require anything...she asks lightly
[20:19]  kiyomi Xekri lightly lefts up standing looking around and shivering as cold wind hits her legs
[20:19]  Wolf Fralto: would you know where i can find hersome warmer clothes clysa?
[20:20]  Cly: not at the moment Jarl
[20:20]  Wolf Fralto: alright then well lets get her next to a warm fire
[20:20]  Cly: yes Jarl
[20:21]  kiyomi Xekri: ... i cant fell my little feet
[20:22]  Wolf Fralto: let me see if i can find you something kiyomi
[20:22]  kiyomi Xekri fells the warm air and sighs streaching out her cold feet it felling so good
[20:23]  Jephego looks too both of the bonds, "I hope i need not remind you of our customs in here...."
[20:24]  ℜεηεε нσχℓєу: in the longhall she needs to be naked or my twin will say something
[20:24]  Cly slips into the long house following Jarl wolf and his new bond, smiles gently as she gently slips from her kirtle, unlacing the strings she peels away the woolen fabric from her lithe form and hangs it upon a peg by the door, then she gently removes her socks and places them under the kirtle, she smiles gently as she moves to the back of the long house to see what chores needs to be done
[20:27]  Cly glances back to Jarl Jephego......may i get you something Jarl
[20:31]  Cly moves closer to the hearth she looks up on a shelf and retrieves one of the few horns, taking a rep cloth she gently cleans it, moving over to one of the mead barrals she fills the horn, smiling gently she approaches the Jarl, keeping her gaze lowered she softly spoke to him....mead Jarl
[20:38]  Cly slips back to the hearth she gently tends to the fire and checking the water for blackwyne should any free requests it
[20:43]  Cly picking up a bota, gently she rinses it with fresh water before taking it to the mead barrel, filling it she corks the bota and slips over to the door, slipping her kirtle back on as well as her socks, chewing her lip she slips back outside to see if any of teh Free wishes for some mead to help warm them
[21:39]  Shauni shouts: I would like to be recruited!
[21:39]  Phoenix Dionysus shouts: begone from these lands.....
[21:43]  Phoenix Dionysus growls annoyedly, spinning to look over his shoulder his piercing eyes burning pale green ice as he draws his focus to you "mead...." be the only words that are uttered from under his mask.
[21:43]  Cly gently approaches the Jarl, a bota within her small hands as she moves closer to the wall, feeling the snow under her feet as she moves with care, jumps hearing the growl coming from him she steps quickly approaching him and offers him the bota filled with the warm mead
[21:44]  Cly: mead Jarl....she asked keeping her steely gaze lowered
[21:46]  Phoenix Dionysus turns his head curiously to the side a bit at your choice of bringing him a bota instead of bowl or horn, but with a shrug he scoops it from your outstreatched hand, his other hand reaching up and in a well trained maneveur tugging down his mask slightly and using the hand holding the bota to tip back his helm just enough that the neck of the bota reaches his lips and he drinks heavily of it, gulping it down thirstily for many long moments.
[21:48]  Cly falls silent, she kept still before him, she was still learning the ways of a bond, she shifts a little nervously knowing he was watching her
[21:50]  Phoenix Dionysus mulled over the last mouthful he had taken from the bota it was still half full however and with a slightly swirl he toyed with the sweet drink inside, finally swallowing down the savoured sip while looking at you finally speaking he muttered to you"tell me of yerself girl"
[21:52]  Cly slowly peeks up at him under her auburn bangs she lightly wets her lips.....i am called clysa by the Jarl Overseer...she informed him...ive only been in camp for a week and collared as a camp slave
[21:52]  Phoenix Dionysus: what lands do you hail from then?
[21:53]  Cly: im a barbarian Jarl...she lowers her steely gaze shyly
[21:55]  Phoenix Dionysus lifts his gaze to yours at your words " a barbarian you say....IVe never seen one of their women before..." taking a sudden step closer to you, he looms large over your small dimnuitive form, his eyes seeming all the brighter in his shadow, a large leather cland hand coming up to your tiny shoulder feeling at your flesh.
[21:56]  Cly lightly chews her lower lip nervously, trembles lightly feeling the touch, swallowing some she dared not move
[21:58]  Phoenix Dionysus chuckles as he felt the slight trembles run thru your body, his deep laughter echoing from within his helm, he nods to you and ushers you toward the longhouse "fetch me some food....another bota and a horn to drink from girl....we're not barbarians here" followed this up with more unhibited laughter, the sort that gave chills to most folk.
[21:59]  Cly: yes Jarl...she replied as she quickly turns at the ball of her feet and rushes back to teh long house
[22:02]  Cly slips into the long house she quickly strips away the woolen kirtle, smiles lightly to Jarl Jephgo as she moves past him and heads towards the back of teh long house to fetch more mead and food for Jarl Skarr
[22:06]  Cly uses the bota she had in her hands she refills it with teh dark rich honey mead from a barrel close to the hearth, she also fetch a horn from a shelf, picking up a tray she went over near the spinning spit and tears off a few peices of the roast tarsk, smiling lightly she quickly goes to the door, redresssing she makes sure not to dally in her serving
[22:09]  Cly approaches the Jarl with the tray filled with roast tarsk meat, a bota filled with fresh mead and a horn that was tucked within the folds of her skirt, gently she peeks up at him before stepping closer with care
[22:10]  Cly: Jarl...she spoke lightly as she nears him
[22:11]  Phoenix Dionysus grunted low within his chest at your approach, motioning to the ground for you to lay the tray out before l umbering his bulk down ito sit, knocking back his helm for a moment to eat, the shock of thick pale blonde knotted locks coming loose from the iron.....he pulls downhis mask as he looks over what you have brought, immediately grabbing the bone of the meat and lifting it to his mouth to begin tearing chunks from and devouring almost savouringly had not been for the quickness in which he swallowed it.
[22:13]  Cly gently kneels down not far from him after she set the tray before him, removing the horn from her belt she picks up the bota, uncorking it with her teeth she gently fulls the horn, recorking the bota she sets it in her lap and lightly holds out the horn for him, keeping her gaze lowered
[22:15]  Phoenix Dionysus takes the horn from you with his free hand and immediately tosses the mead from it over his shoulder to splash on the stones behind him "To Odin" he calls out as he does and then dropping the horn to your lap again he takes another bite of the meat, nodding to you with a moutful "flavour the rim....I want to taste barbarian nectar..."
[22:19]  Cly blushes hotly, almost startled by his request, she heard of such as she chews her lower lip nervously and lowers her steely eyes shyly, slowly she picks up the horn and shifts upon her knees spreading her thighs more as she slips the skirt of her kirtle, a soft whimper seems to slip from her as she caresses the rim of the horn along the soft tender fold, trembling she glances up at him as she then takes the bota once more, refilling the horn she offers it to him once more, dropping her eyes
[22:22]  Phoenix Dionysus lowers the hunk of meat he had been tearing into, dropping it to the tray again, his gaze was on yours,steady as it had ben since dropping the horn in your lap, at least affording you the privacy of not looking down as you did as you were told, his hand grasping the horn from you he lifts it to his lips and only then breaks his gaze before taking a large sip of it, a slight "mmm" escaping his lips as he savouringly swallows the mouthful, then slowly he runs his tongue along the rim, lapping at your scent there.
[22:25]  Cly sits back upon her heels as she rests her hands upon her lap she held onto the half filled bota, keeping her steely gaze lowered she was silent, a faint blush caresses her cheeks from the act she performed, it was her first service doing so and many emotions went through her
[22:27]  Phoenix Dionysus finished the horn with ease and took up the hunk of meat again, collecting both the half full bota you had orginally brought him and the second you had brought out,,,, moving them from the tray to the ground, he spoke between moutfuls of the meat"go see to the other men that they are not in need of anything, if they are not and you have no chores youre to come back to my feet..."
[22:29]  Cly: yes Jarl....she respond as she slips back up to her feet, offers him a light smile as she turns and heads back to the long house
[22:31]  Cly slips back into teh long house after serving Jarl Skarr she gently strips from the woolen kirtle, hanging it upon a peg by the door she removes the socks from her feet and places them just under the kirtl, turning her steely gaze to the Jarls she smiles lightly....tal Jarls, is there anything i can get for you...she asked lightly
[22:33]  Dedric Dryke looks over his shoulder to Cly and says nothing for a moment. He watches her and makes sure she bares nothing but her skin then turns back and looks to the Kur slightly, bluntly stating. "Horn of mead....Spiced. And meat for the Kur."
[22:37]  Cly: yes Jarl...she responded as she moves to the back of teh long house to retreive a horn from one of the shelves, taking a clean rep cloth she cleans the horn, smiling lightly she moves the roast tarsk, tearing off a few large peices from it she places them upon a tray for the Kur, then picking the horn back up she steps to one of the barrels of mead and fills the horn with the rick dark liquid, with care she brought both the tray and the horn to the table, setting the tray down before the kur she turns towards Jarl Dedric andf proffers him with the horn....mead Jarl...she spoke lightly keeping her eyes lowered
[22:40]  Jaster grabs each piece of meat and slides them on his mouth, chewing on them letting random small parts of it fall from his mouth. after he is done he will grunt: where barrel?.... me want mead!
[22:41]  Dedric Dryke turns and looks into her eyes to see if she would look back. He took the horn from her grasp and took a giant swig from the horn. He noticed it wasn't spiced, sighed, but was not in the mood to do anything about it. He simply turned to the table, leaned on the table top and sipped at the horn, muttering from within the horn as he drank. "Good luck with the barrel...."
[22:42]  Cly looks up at the Kur she indicates the large barrel by the hearth...there Jarl...she whispered then lowers her head as she notices Jarl Dedrics reaction as she fell quiet once more
[22:44]  Dedric Dryke stands up, hearing the woman, throwing the horn to the side at the wall near the door. "What did you just say to a guest?!" He loomed over her, a stern, serious aura coming from him. He grabbed at her hair and jerked her downwards slightly. "Come again, bond?!"
[22:47]  Cly: nothing Jarl...she gasps stepping back frightend, trembling she drops her eyes...forgive me Jarl
[22:48]  Dedric Dryke clicks his tongue and points to the ground. "Come here, now....Kneel. Do not apologize to me. Apologize to the Kur or I will feed you to him next time."
[22:50]  Cly quickly she moves closer and knelt down, lowering her head she whimpers softly...forgive me Jarl...she spoke to the Kur, she was trembling closing her eyes
[22:52]  Jaster grunts and waves his hand signing her to get back on her feet: get mead.... then forgive....now
[22:53]  Dedric Dryke walks over to the barrel of mead, expecting Cly to follow him since he was the one barking orders. He eyes the barrel and folds his arms, kicking at it and examing it. "You can push it over to him."
[22:59]  Cly: yes Jarl...she jumps to her feet, quickly moves over to the barrel next to Jarl Dedric, stepping to the side she , presses her shoulder against it, her feet slipped a little as she shifts the large barrel turning it, then she moves to the side and starts pushing it, lightly groans as she pushes the heavy barrel over to the table towards the Kur, bites her lower lip as she ease the barrel close to the Kur, she kept her gaze lowered as she moved closer and stops the barrel at the tables edge
[23:01]  Jaster picks up the barrel with one hand and with the other one he removes the top, drinking from it as if were a mug, he will then set it back over the floor and eye the woman: now go with man.... ask if more need.
[23:03]  Cly swallows lightly she nods....yes Jarl...she whispers as she rises once more and moves back over to Jarl Dedric, keeping her steely gaze lowered.....is there anything else Jarl wishes of me....she whispers softly
[23:07]  Dedric Dryke looks to her and sighs, shaking his head. "No that'll be all." He was back to his sullen self, not caring for much at the moment, not even asking for another horn or for her to clean up the mess. He just wandered back to his seat at the table and rest his head in his hands, elbows on the table.
[23:12]  Cly lowers her head she moves to the sink area, dampening a sponge she moves across the floor, slowly she knelt down and starts to clean up the spilled mead, gripping the horn as she retrieves it, she sighs as she took the soiled sponge and horn and takes them back to the sink so that she cold wash the horn and rinse the sponge, fetching a clean horn she takes a rep cloth and wipes it out, going to another barrel she fills the horn, moving with care she returns to Jarl Dedric's side, kneeling down she lowers her head and proffers him the dark liquid...Jarl...she whispers
[23:15]  Dedric Dryke turns his head slightly, still propping it up in his hands. He sees her offering him another horn and smiles feintly, taking the horn and just lazily bringing it to his mouth, gulping every last drop without stopping and sighs in relief then before she can move he hands her back the horn, almost shoving it into her hands and moves the same hand to run his fingers through her hair as he has done many times before. "Thank you...Did you clean up the mess?" He was not paying attention when she had.
[23:17]  Cly: yes Jarl, i did...she told him lightly as she took the horn and hugging it close to her belly, she kept her head down, she had closed her eyes as she felt his hand running through her hair, she relaxes a little noting that he didnt cuff her for her mess up
[23:21]  Dedric Dryke nods some and stop, turning around and rests his head in his arms, lying it on the table, sighing deeply through his nose, relaxing. He didn't know what to do or say, and wasn't up for demanding people around. It showed in his demeanor as he just sat there quietly.
[23:23]  Cly: is there anything else Jarl wishes of girl...she asks lightly as she looks up at him, she wants to serve and strive to do her best to please the Free as she shyly glances up at him from under her bangs
[23:25]  Dedric Dryke mumbles under his breath from within his arms loudly, almost a groan of uncaring attitude. "Nooooo...." then just sits there in silence, trying to drown out the fire crackles, the wood creaking as the winter winds hit it.
[23:28]  Cly: as you wish Jarl...she whispers as she crawls back upon her knees before rising to her feet, she took the horn back to clean it and put it away along with the others, sighing softly she moves back by him....if Jarl needs me i will be out side checking the others if the should come.....she informed him lightly as she then moves to the door, slipping back on her kirtle and socks before slipping back out

2011-02-27-28 clysa's tasks and punishment

[21:49]  Dedric Dryke brings a hand out and wiggles his finger for her to come closer.
[21:50]  Cly moves closer, trembling a little, her eyes gazing up at him slightly
[21:51]  Dedric Dryke grabs at the back of her neck and pulls her closer. "Why didn't you fight back when that panther got loose? Why did you let them get loose in the first place. Go inside and wash the floor until I get back to deal with you. If you're not there when I get back you'll be punished worse."
[21:52]  Cly cries out wincing she looks up at him in fright...yes Jarl, girl will do as you say, forgive girl....she whimpers trembling against him
[21:53]  Dedric Dryke leans down at grabs the leash to the captured woman then looks to the Kur "Mind if you accompany me?"
[21:53]  Cly heart races as she clings to him lightly, feeling his hard form against her smaller soft one, before he lets her go, she hurries to the long house to do as she was told
[21:54]  Rissia whispers, "Don't forget your orders, Jarl. You wouldn't want to be reprimanded, would you?"
[21:54]  Jephego picks up her leash and starts to drag her off, "Never got told not to hurt you a bit..."
[21:54]  Jaster nods looking towards the gate: you... lead.
[21:56]  Cly enters the long house she lets her eyes adjust to the dimness as she strips down the rest of her kirtle and hangs it, she also removes her socks, before going to fill a bucket of water, grabbing a rep cloth and some soap she kneels down and sets to work to washing the floors
[22:01]  Dedric Dryke comes in seeing the woman wiping the ground. He nods and folds his arms "Good to see you listen."
[22:01]  Cly sighs as she dips the sponge into teh pail and pulls it back out, splattering water over her and the floor, trembling slightly as she knelt and attend the task at hand, thinking on what she is to say to teh Jarl once he returns, shivers remembering the intensity in his gaze as he stare down at her, swallowing slightly she hears them approaching, she didnt look up as she does her chores
[22:01]  Cly: yes Jarl...she spoke lightly to him as she looks up a little
[22:02]  Jaster looks at the pig rotating over the fire and grunts: food... me... now!.
[22:02]  Dedric Dryke snaps his hand at Cly to stop her from looking up the clicks his tongue against the roof of his mouth, again the habit showed. He ordered her to get up move closer to him and the fire pit. "Bondmaid, come here to receive your punishment..."
[22:03]  Cly: yes Jarl...she jumps up and moves closer to him
[22:04]  Dedric Dryke moves around her and looks up and down her body, not spying a brand. "Have you been branded and claimed as a personal bondmaid?"
[22:05]  Jephego looks between the large creature and the big, "Uh... we need to eat too... take half..."
[22:05]  Jaster grabs the pig by one end of the rod and starts eating it like a corndog.
[22:06]  Cly lowers her steely gaze she shook her head...no Jarl, one was collared for the camp...she informed him...until someone approaches Jarl Overseer about her
[22:06]  Jephego blinks as he watches the beast devour the pig, he noticed the beast holding the searing hot rod which the pig was sitting on, just chuckling to himself.
[22:07]  Jaster grunts as he gets burn by the rod and lets go of it still holding the pig with his mouth.
[22:08]  Dedric Dryke grins and slips out an arrow, shoving it into the coals. He looked over at the beast and just simply chuckled at the thing's actions. He let the arrow head heat up in the coals and turned back to Cly. "Then as a punishment you will be branded for the camp, for not fighting, and for coming back empty handed....I believe this arrow-head will do just fine."
[22:10]  Cly her eyes widens as she watches, she trembles as she stays still.....please forgive girl Jarl, the panther escaped just as girl was trying to fix the broken stock....she whimpers
[22:10]  Dedric Dryke tilts his head as he pulls the arrow from the fire. "So now you are trying to bargain with me?"
[22:10]  Jaster shakes the pig tearing it to shreads and picks up the rest from the floor leaving nothing but the hot rod and burps loudlly.
[22:11]  Cly: no Jarl, girl wouldnt dare...she lowers her head
[22:13]  Dedric Dryke spins Cly around and leans over her shoulder "Remember why I'm doing this...I am keeping you in line and out of trouble. It pains me to do this..."
[22:13]  Cly whimpers squirming a little...please Jarl, please....tears forms in her eyes
[22:16]  Dedric Dryke makes sure her back is to his chest plate as his free arm wraps around to her stomach. He holds her close and whispers into her ear. "I will not send you to the kennels. You are being very well off." He then takes the arrow head and lightly presses the flat end against the lower part of her right ass cheek, only long enough to leave a soft scar in the shape of the arrow, nothing too serious.
[22:16]  Jephego drags the man across the wooden floor and drops the leash. "Lurking around camp..."
[22:16]  Jephego: .unleash
[22:18]  Cly cries out feeling the heat from the arrowhead as she was marked, whimpers as tears fell, trembling.....y..yes Jarl...she whimpers as she trembles against him

2011-02-23 first set of chores set by Jarl Miah

[12:50] Cly slips into the long house, she slips over to the table finding the casserole, smiling softly she gently picks up the dish and moves it towards the hearth, kneeling close she places it close to the fire, humming softly as she watches over it, gazing about, she looks for other chores to do as she waits, her steely eyes gleaming as she slips from her kirtle and boots, finding a already wash bucket and rep cloth she moves about the different counters and tables, wiping them down, nodding pleased with herself she went back to check the casserole, brushing her auburn hair back from her face she uses two fresh clean repclothes to pull the casserole away from the hearth, seeing that its well warmed for the free as she sets it back up on the table

[12:53] Cly smiles gently as she redresses, she places a clean serving tray over the casserole dish to keep it warm as she slips out to inform the Jarl that it was warmed and ready

2011-02-18 clysa's collaring

[01:14] Cly: tal Jarl, Mistress

[01:14] Charles Narayan: greetings clysa

[01:14] Beth Charmann: tal overlordy lordy jarl....bondy

[01:14] Charles Narayan turns around and sees the axe maiden also "tal wench"
[01:15] Charles Narayan: why do you have a blindfold on beth?

[01:15] Cly overs a light smile to them both

[01:15] Beth Charmann chuckled 'my heair band slipped'
[01:15] Beth Charmann: hair*

[01:17] Charles Narayan frowns but turning back to the girl "so clysa i see your collar is bare from any collar however your clothing suggests that it is your wish to feel the touch of steel around your neck without unnecessary delay"

[01:17] Cly blushes she lowers her eyes...yes Jarl, it is

[01:20] Charles Narayan steps towards her his hand instinctively lowereing to his belt and the spare clan collar he always carries there for situations of this nature his fingers unhook it from his belt and he raises it back up to chest level holding it there whilst with his other hand he opens it

[01:22] Cly slowly looks up at him, wets her full lips lightly as her steely gaze moves over the collar before she looks back up at him then lowers her eyes submissively

(( [01:22] Charles Narayan gave you Einherjar Viking Slave Collar.
[01:23] clysa's Collar: clysa Dragoone's chat command prefix is now 'cd'.
[01:23] clysa's Collar: clysa Dragoone's collar name is now 'clysa's Collar'.
[01:23] Bitchy AO copy: Switching to stand 'CCRunwayPose07'.
[01:23] Einherjar Viking Slave Collar: You have removed your collar. Your 2 Owners have been notified to ensure you are suitably punished.
[01:23] Einherjar Viking Slave Collar: You were collared for 18 minutes. Longest time: 3 hours, 39 minutes.
[01:23] Einherjar Viking Slave Collar: You have re-attached your collar. Your 2 Owners have been notified.
[01:23] clysa's Collar: clysa Dragoone reaches up and rubs the band of her collar. ))

[01:30] Charles Narayan raises the steel viking collar to her neck then slips it around under her long auburn hair before closing its two ends under her small heart shaped chin hearing it snap shut with a sound that never ceases to satisfy him he then reaches into his pouch and taking the small intricately carved key inserts it into the collar turning it until each of the six internal pins can be heard clicking into place then removing the key and replacing it in his pouch once more speaks again "there you are now the property of the clan clysa and you will serve the free in every way a bond should serve and if one day there is a lord who takes a closer interest in you then i will look favourably on his request to take you for his personal bond"

[01:32] Cly shivers slightly feeling the cool band slips about her slender throat, gently she reaches to it touching it, a soft smile plays across her lips as she looks up to him....yes Jarl and thank you Jarl....she spoke lightly understanding

New girl...clysa Dragoone

Ive come into a new aspect of rp and chat through the world of secondlife. Within, Im a girl known as clysa Dragoone. I share land with my sister and her family. Im a dancer at a strip club called Velvet Manor. And Im also a bond-maid to a gorean clan. Einherjar Vikings. Who based themselves from the Torvaldsland, northern Goreans. More information can be sought out within "Mauraders of Gor", book 9 of the John Norman series.
After going through two different Masters, its time that I try a different approach.

The first Master was OK to a point. Arrogant, possessive, he was trying to rule on everything and making me decide over being with my family to him, which isnt right and then later it all went bad. He started accusing me of cheating and all and that really hurt. When trust falls, nothing would go right after that. Even if it means as a test and everything. Its not right to one who is emotionally sensitive in such a position.
The second Master was a good friend from work. We got together and i became his bond. He was suppose to help me adapt to the RP scene of SL Gor. But, in the end, he abandoned me without a word. according to the Overlord of the RP Sim we were on, the guy was chasing skirts, he left the clan for another to be with a wench. He was shocked to know that i was collared to this guy, but he gave me a choice which I was happy to accept.

Now, Im learning about how to be a good bondsmaid and to serve the clan, till one day I will be within a personal collar of a worthy Jarl.