Re: Brave - MAJOR SPOILERS, TW: Incest
anonymous
September 27 2012, 11:24:56 UTC
Merida was wholeheartedly pleased with the changes that her mother showed in the day. She was as harsh a taskmistress as ever with lessons on keeping accounts, writing, rhetoric, and chancellery business; but her entertainments were her own matter now for the most part, and she grew sharp at her eating habits only when she risked soiling important papers.
The changes in the night, she knew a proper christian woman would be horrified by.
She opened the door at the first knock and usually managed to close it before the woman wearing little more than frosted brown hair forced her back into the wall. Sometimes Merida tossed the taller woman onto her bed, others she did not feel like saving her nightdress or had it off in time for a savage suckling.
She did not penetrate her womanhood even with fingers, she had enough control left to insure an oath that nothing but self-abuse and riding had harmed her daughter's hymen would be a true one. However with the licking, sucking, and biting her whole body was subject to Elinor had probably ruined Merida for her wedding night in any case.
As her eyes refocused Merida saw the woman on all fours, her dark hair covering her and her eyes glittering as she looked over her shoulder in a way that reminded her strangely of a great bear. Elinor followed Merida's eyes as she glanced toward a candle and recalled the liberties that could be taken with a cooperative married mother of four that a nominal virgin with a strategically important wedding in the future was denied.
The Elinor spoke for the first time that night as her daughter reached for the candle.
"More."
Was that a growl in her voice?
Merida considered her hand, smiled, and tucked her fingers together.
The changes in the night, she knew a proper christian woman would be horrified by.
She opened the door at the first knock and usually managed to close it before the woman wearing little more than frosted brown hair forced her back into the wall. Sometimes Merida tossed the taller woman onto her bed, others she did not feel like saving her nightdress or had it off in time for a savage suckling.
She did not penetrate her womanhood even with fingers, she had enough control left to insure an oath that nothing but self-abuse and riding had harmed her daughter's hymen would be a true one. However with the licking, sucking, and biting her whole body was subject to Elinor had probably ruined Merida for her wedding night in any case.
As her eyes refocused Merida saw the woman on all fours, her dark hair covering her and her eyes glittering as she looked over her shoulder in a way that reminded her strangely of a great bear. Elinor followed Merida's eyes as she glanced toward a candle and recalled the liberties that could be taken with a cooperative married mother of four that a nominal virgin with a strategically important wedding in the future was denied.
The Elinor spoke for the first time that night as her daughter reached for the candle.
"More."
Was that a growl in her voice?
Merida considered her hand, smiled, and tucked her fingers together.
Soon her mother would roar.
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