Legends of Belariath

Celesia

The Land Of Warenne 2

Celesia

Celesia barely noticed the activities of the clan as they busied themselves for this evening. The smells of roasting boar filling the air, the children played happily on the grounds, laughter filling the air. She nodded greetings as she walked past her clan, trying to clear her mind of her Mother. She reached her domain and went straight to her quarters. Removing her broadsword, she tossed it onto the piles of pelts lying there, walked to her pallet and belly flopped onto it.

She knew she should be getting ready for this evening and realized it was probably why her Mother had filled her thoughts all day. Father didn’t understand her decision – but Mother would, for she knew the thing Father did not. Sighing, she slowly raised herself off the pallet and began to strip herself of her light amour. Padding over to her water bowl, she dipped the cloth in the water and sponged the sweat from her body – having taken a bath already in the lake. Looking in the mirror, she stood – gazing at her perfect body as she slowly ran her hand over her ample breasts and down her belly, drawing small circles on her taunt belly with her finger. Sighing again, she sat down and began to pile her blonde hair up on her head, letting ringlets spill framing her tanned face. She gathered up her purple silken toga and attached it to her left shoulder with a silver clasp bearing her clan’s symbol, a wolf. She slipped her feet into her sandals lacing them around her calf quickly, knowing she was already running late.

Celesia was clasping her bracelets to her wrists as she hurriedly made her way to the gathering hall. She could already see a big plume of smoke rising to the sky, telling her the pit had already been lit. She eased her way around the milling crowd to the others girls and nodded her head in greeting. They all seem to be nervous as they shifted from foot to foot talking mindlessly about nothing.

Her Father, Gygax, entered the room and everyone quickly found a place to sit and got quiet. He looked at the 4 girls, then the crowd gathered and stood. His voice was very deep, almost vibrating the air as he spoke. “We all know why we are gathered here tonight. 4 of our clanswomen have reached age and must be given husband on this night.” He glanced over to the girls, catching Celesia’s blue eyes, “I have chosen these men wisely I believe and I hope that each of you will be able to find happiness with your new mates.”

The clan applauded as Gygax made motion to the girls, “Yvonne, come before me.” Yvonne, a petite redhead, very fair of complexion, beautiful green eyes, small lithe attractive figure, made her way in front of Gygax and kneeled, “My Lord” He reached down, gripped her by the chin and lifted her to her feet, kissing her on the forehead, he turned her to the clan. “For Yvonne, the daughter of Taggart, I have chosen Mor, son of Arde.” Mor made his way through the crowd to them; he was a ruggedly handsome man, brow a bit prominent, a hard worker and had a tender heart.

Gygax pointed toward Mor, “Yvonne, what do you say of your chosen?” She looked at Mor, he smiled to her, “I accept him, My Lord.” He turned to Mor, “And are you willing to pay Taggart’s price for his daughter Mor?” He looked over Yvonne, “Yes, I will happily accept her, My Lord.” Gygax placed her hand in Mor’s and shooed them off into the giggling crowd. Gygax smiled and laughed lightly, everyone knowing Mor had run straight to Taggert to work out the price for his new bride. Those little details had to be final before each could enjoy their husbandly rights.

He motioned for the next girl and everything proceeded fairly smoothly, each girl excepting the man chosen for her – the men willing to accept their brides. And now it was Celesia’s turn. She made her way before her father, made a graceful sweeping bow before him, “My Lord and Father,” she said before slowly rising and kissing his cheek. Gygax grasped his daughter’s shoulders, glazing deeply into her eyes, pleading her to have changed her mind. He turned her to the clan.

“As you know, Celesia’s mother was an only child and upon the death of her parents, Saieen was appointed Ruler of the Beruils upon the death wish of Dealim, Selene’s father.” He stroked her hair as he continued, “As I was only blessed with this one child, for her I have chosen Saieen for her union. To reunite the two clans once and for all.” The crowd all cheered wildly as Saieen and his Man at Arms made their way through them. He and Gygax exchanged handshakes and finally the crowd died down as Gygax began to speak again, “Celesia, do you accept this man I have chosen for you?” The giggling crowd all seemed to gasped at once as she replied filled the room, “No, I do not, My Lord”

Saieen just crossed his arms over his chest and waited to see what happened. He had know Celesia for as long as he could remember, she the granddaughter of His Lord, Dealim, and he the son of his Master at Arms. They had played together as children, grown up together to become adults. They had discussed this before and he knew she wasn’t changing her mind. But he also knew why, for he knew the Secret of the Lake. He didn’t really agree with her reasons, but Celesia wasn’t the type of person you could push either, she had to come to you.

Gygax sighed, “You do not accept this man I present to you as your mate?” he said as he waved his arms for the guards to approach, “No need to answer my child, I know you will not relent, but I will not be present for what is to follow.” As he turned to leave, he heard Celesia’s soft reply, “I’m sorry Father”

The guards grabbed her by the arms, turned her to face the crowd, daring not to look her in the face for fear of reneging on their orders. The one on the left of her reached over and unclasped the Silver clasp and let it drop to the floor as the purple silk puddle around her ankles. The clan gasped, for Celesia knowing of her fate had rouged her nipples so that they stood out again her golden tanned skin, her shapely body sprinkled with a glittering substance that reflected like little diamonds in the firelight, her mound smooth, her body was presented to the clan for her deflowerment. As with the tradition of the clan, if you did not except the man of the Lord’s choosing, you were deflowered by one of his choosing, in front of the whole clan. He had passed this right down to his Master of Arms, not wanting to partake in his own daughter’s humiliation.

Saieen approached Celesia, reaching into his coat pocket, pulled out the white cloth. She almost sighed in relief, hoping that he would be the one chosen, for she did love him and would dearly enjoy being his life mate. But right now was not the time and Saieen understood that. Even though he had seen her nude before, he was instantly hard as he gazed at her gorgeous body. He stood before her and undid his pants, grinning, almost enjoying this. She was such a proud woman, too proud at times. But he knew this wouldn’t knock her down a notch. He dropped his pants, his hardened cock springing forth while she just dropped her glaze to his swollen member and smirked to the clan. They erupted in laughter.

He covered his cock with the cloth and forced her legs apart with a knee while grabbing her chin and forcing her to look him in the eyes, “You know, you should never insult a man’s manhood love, especially in public.” She audibly sighed at his words as he forcefully, unmercifully plunged his bulging cock deep into her virginal cunt, ripping through the thin membrane, She screamed.

He jerked his cock out of her, raised the proof of her innocence over his head to the cheering crowd, then opened his fingers and let the cloth float to the ground. As the crowd cheered and catcalled, 2 young maidens scurried about cleaning the two of Celesia’s deflowering, she frantically searched his face for the joke – “Please Saieen, my love, do not do this to me in front of my clan,” She pleaded. He signaled for the guard to bring her to her knees in front of him. As a tear slipped from her eye, he rubbed his cock over her face, racking it back and forth across her lips, smearing precum across her lips, “It is because of my love for you Celesia, that I do this – the humility may one day save your life,” he told her knowingly.

He grabbed either side of her head and forced his cock into her mouth, ramming it deep into her throat. Celesia gagged hard as the tears welled in her eyes, Saieen couldn’t bear to look at her, fearful his resolve would melt if he watched the tears flow down her cheeks. He plunged his cock deeply in and out of her mouth, her body wracked by heaves, barely able to catch her breath as he withdrew his long shaft, just to plunge into deep within her throat again. As the tears flowed from her eyes, he eased out of her mouth, wiped a row of tears off her cheek with his thumb as he helped her to her feet.

Celesia quickly attempted to control her breathing, her face soaked with tears as she faced the clan, the pit fire reflecting the sheen on tears, her ample breasts bouncing as her chest heaved. Saieen looked at her painted nipples, then tsked her as he caught her nipples in between his thumbs and forefingers and twisted them cruelly “How I would have loved to have tasted those sweet breasts love, But I have no desire to look like I just kissed the clan’s whore,” he told her as he traced a makeup coated finger down her cheek leaving a trail of red in it’s path.

Celesia pleaded in a soft whisper, “Please…” to Saieen as he trailed his hand over her luxurious body, taunt belly, over her smooth mound, cupping her sex he whispered in her ear, “Please what? My love,” as he cupped her hand over his stiff cock and slowly began to stroke her hand up and down his cock as he slipped his finger slowly over her virginal lips, running them up and down her slit exploring, flicking a fingertip over her clit then sliding them back to her virginal opening – dipping his finger into her, then trailing his fingers back to her clit.

A moan rolled off her lips as he tenderly assaulted her untouched sex, awakening the fire with her. “You were saying?” he smirked as he felt the dampness form between her muscular thighs. Celesia tried to wiggle her hips away from his probing fingers, breasts jiggling, gripping his cock tightly as she stroked him, her mind was lost in the heat he was releasing in her body. She moaned wantonly as he dipped a finger deep within her probing the tight hole. He fingered her tight little hole as she rocked lustily against his fingers. He chuckled as he removed his fingers from her tight cunt, hearing her whimper against her loss. He pressed his fingertips against her nostrils so she would be engulfed in the scent of her own arousal, “Methinks the lady doth enjoy herself too much,” he said as he ran his fingertips across her lips, smearing her juices across her mouth.

She tried to bite his finger, but he just chuckled as he jerked it back from her teeth. Grabbing her hips, he jerked her body to his, pressing his cock between them. She squeezed his dick painfully causing him to jump a bit. He smiled as he grasped her wrists, prying her hand off his cock, placed painfully stretched behind her back, as he signaled for a guard to come hold them. “The more you struggle against me love, the more I’ll make you regret your decision,” he told her.

The thought of submitting was foreign to her, but she knew his words rang true. She had chosen this path to walk; she knew were it could lead. Although most just deflower the girl for the clan, sometimes the man refused was chosen and he would take his full rite and publicly humiliate the girl. As had been for all time, so it was today. ‘Tis why her father chose to leave.

Saieen guided the bulging head of his cock to her virginal opening, grasping her hips he rocked his cock back and forth across her slit. Her lips spread and caressed his cock, hardening him to a new degree, her dampness coating him. He whispered, “I Love You Celesia” but it was lost in her screams as he shoved his cock deeply within her tightness. Her muscles contracted against his cock, trembling at the sudden painful invasion. He was not tender with her, as she screamed in pain; he continued to pound her tender sex, bouncing her roughly up and down his massive shaft, her tightness engulfing him.

Celesia’s chest heaved as her body racked in sobs of pain as her cunt burned from the powerful pounding to her tender, untouched sex. She felt as if he had ripped her apart. She tried to struggle against the guard holding her arms as he savagely fucked her, finally she jerked her head back and head butted Saieen, knocking him off balance – sending him straggling backwards, jerking his cock from her bruised cunt.

Celesia spat at his through her tears, “You unholy Bastard!” in fury, as the crowd roared in laughter. He grinned evilly, “Unholy Bastard?” he asked lightly as he walked behind her and overtook her arms from the guard. “Unholy Bastard,” he said chuckling as he placed the tip of his foot into the bend of each knee, knocking her legs out from under her, forcing her painfully to her knees. He placed his hand behind her neck and although she fought him, he forced her forehead to the floor, arms still painfully pinned behind her back. He turned her back over to the guard as he positioned himself between her spread legs. He tilted her hips to an angle making her sex available to him, “Unholy Bastard You say,” he smirked as he rubbed his cock against her tiny little asshole. As she felt the touch, fear filled her and she began to fight the guard holding her. The guard had to place his knee on her neck and bear pressure down on her back to hold her still, her screams of protest lost in the floor.

“Scream it now love,” he said with one swift motion invaded her virgin ass. Celesia screamed in pain, muffled noises vibrating off the ground as he violently raped her ass. The crowd gasped and grew silent as they watched unbelievably at his roughness with the Lord’s daughter. He slapped his open palm against her smooth golden ass cheek as he pounded in and out of her tight ass. She began to feel his massive cock begin to swell as it stretched her, his orgasm drawing near. He grasped her hips, digging his fingers deep into her thighs pounded the full length of himself into her. Celesia sobbed softly, her ass on fire with the burning pain of the rough penetration. Saieen gave a series of hard thrusts, and then pressed fully into her as he moaned in a beastly matter as he began to cum. He jerked his cock out of her tight ass and sprayed his hot seed across her back and ass, spurting his seed into her golden blonde curls, pumping every last drop onto her gorgeous body. He smeared his seed across her ass as his cock began to soften, then sat back on his haunches and took a deep breath. He gathered his clothes and dressed quickly, while motioning for Celesia’s maidens to attend her. He left as the guard released her. She lay there motionlessly in the silent gathering room for what seemed to be an eternity before slowly rising. One of the maidens handed her the silk purple drape, which she threw over her arms and being true to form, left the gathering hall and walked back to her rooms in the moonlight, completely nude.

She collapsed upon her pallet upon entering her rooms. Her maids tended to her as much as she would allow. Finally she shooed them out of the room and sobbed herself to sleep in her pillow.

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