Legends of Belariath

Lexus deWinter

The Courtesan of Mandalay: Tristan

Samantha's Story Continues.

It has been eight months since my arrival in Mandalay, and even now as I sit and write this, I still wonder whether it is a dream. A dream of which, there is no waking. I am Bleu DeMedici to the others, but inside I am who I have always been, a frightened girl, still alone in her sorrow. I suppose now, I should tell the tale, of Tristan. But remember, it is not your usual love story.

The first time I laid eyes upon Tristan, was the night of my Introduction Ball, when my virginity was sold to the highest bidder. But as it was told in the prior volume of my Tale, it was not Tristan who I was given to. I wish not to delve upon that fateful night, but rather to go beyond it several months. Around me, I was in the bustle of excitement, having given Eugenia a fairly wealthy purse, in the short time I had been here. There had been talk of a caravan, leaving from the Villa to travel South of Mandalay, to the City of Laydeana. The purpose of this trip was for holiday, even though the rest of us knew it was more important than that.

Sebastian had spent the morning packing the many trunks that had come into my possession. All of my exquisite Blue gowns, were packed neatly into them, and seemingly everything else that Eugenia had given permission for me to own. Shortly after noon, I met with Kacinda, whom of which had become my closest friend. Both of us would be riding in the caravan together, ahead of the others. As it was custom, for the Courtesans of the most value, to do. The ride into Laydeana, took four hours, of which me and Kacinda spent whispering and laughing between us. Kacinda was unlike anyone I had ever met; she was proud to be what she was and took no shame in it. But, I guess that is what happens when you are born into this world and lifestyle. During this ride, I soon learned that we were invited guests of the Lord and Lady Du`Aubergine, each spring, Eugenia would leave Mandalay and travel to visit with her Cousins...Indeed, her cousins were the Du'Aubergines. I was told that during this time, we would stay a period of three months there with them. Holding a sort of Court, to the wealthy Nobles. Watching, as Kacinda flung open the silken windows of the carriage, she leaned out looking towards the hills..."There, Bleu! You can see it now! Look!" She exclaimed. With eagerness, I looked to see what she was speaking about. Nestled over looking the city of Laydeana, I could see a vast estate built into the hillside. It was breathtaking to say the least, not even Eugenia's Villa back in Mandalay could compete with this.

I felt the excitement, beginning to boil within my blood. "Kacinda? That is where we are going?" I turned around to look my friend. "Yes! I can’t wait for you to see it!" She spoke so quickly. Turning my attention back towards the estate, I watched it come closer into view. Mesmerized, one might say was my initial reaction. I could hear the shouts of Guards, as we approached, several of them coming quickly to open the vast gates of the estates. The first thing then that I remember was thinking it was a fortress...They didn’t wish to let no one in...or rather let no one escape.

I am not sure why this struck me as important...but it did.

It was late evening, when I was settled into my new room.. I had thought perhaps, that I would share a room with Kacinda, as some of the other courtesans were doing. But I was wrong, both me and Kacinda had been given private quarters. Sebastian, came quickly to groom me for the evening supper, telling me everything that I needed to know about the Lord and Lady Du' Aubergine. He dressed me in a revealing gown of Blue silk, adorned with onyx pearls, and then escorted me quickly to the Great Dining Area. I watched as, already there was song and dance taking place, many of the courtesans were already paired with their partners for the Eve.. I could see Kacinda, near the back of the room, a group of men huddled around the petite auburn haired beauty. She was at complete ease in her element. She seen me, and gave a slight wave, then went back to her task. I marveled at everything around me, it was so far different from the Villa.. Here, it was more formal. Sebastian seated me alone, at a empty table...Then told me to stay there until, further word given. I tried to protest as he walked away, not even giving me a second glance. Mulling around in my own dismay and discomfort, I sat there, watching what went on around me.

Trying to figure out who this Lord and Lady of the Hour were. Perhaps I sat there the better part of an hour, when I felt a strong hand grasp my shoulder, then whispered words in my ear..."No...do not turn around.. “The voice was completely male. I obeyed, wondering, what the meaning of this was. "Now, stand and walk in front of me, I shall lead you to where we are going.." The hand that was grasped to my shoulder, slowly raked down my arm, holding it there in a gentle way. Slowly, I rose to my feet, not daring to turn around in fear of what might happen if I did. The Man led me away from the ongoing party, slipping past several doors and several guards, who bowed their heads low to my mysterious escort. Soon, I found myself out of doors, inside a fragrant garden. All was silent, and no one was around that I could see.. He took me deeper into the gardens, only a few torches lighting the pathway. Ahead of me, I could see two towering statues, of beautiful girls, naked in their marble skin. The Man's voice, was soft as he spoke to me,.. "My dear, do you see them? Are they not beautiful?" He didn’t give me time to answer, as he continued to speak. "This is my favorite place...My place of solace." Guiding me around the statues, he turned me to where I was now between them. The soft glinting of gold then I noticed. On the inner sides of both statues, were ropes of gold chain, attached to the end, furred cuffs, for both the arms and the ankles. A wave of nausea swept over me, at the sight of them I knew what was to come, and it had not been the first time that I had been bound in such things. "Undress...Bleu..." He commanded softly, no longer holding my arm...I was about to turn around, when he spoke again... "No...Do not look upon me..."

I undressed, the way I was taught...To give the senses a teasing, sensual and unspoken. I felt almost, ashamed to stand nude beside the bodies of the naked statues; whose form was as perfect of any that I had seen. It was then, that I felt the soft feel of silk sweep over my face, closing in the darkness as I was blind folded. I dared not speak, only allowing it to happen. I then felt, his hands enclose the cuffs over my wrists, extending my arms outward...and then my ankles as I was forced to move them apart. The gentle caress of the night's air, whipped around me.. My nipples hardening out of fear and curiosity, all I had was my senses of feel and hearing. It was alien to me, and I wasn’t sure whether I liked it. It seemed such a long time had passed when he finally spoke again. "True beauty...even the Goddesses can not stand in your glow..." I was not sure what to make of this, perhaps the man only wished to view me in this way...But soon; I felt the rough skin of a man's hand graze across my left nipple, teasing it into more direct attention. Then the right, as his other hand went to it. The sensation was beyond anything that I could ever remember, it was purely sensual and erotic. The soft moaned sighs of myself, began to fill my ears..."Yes, let me hear your pleasure...” He whispered softly, the pads of his thumbs coming to capture and roll the two tiny nipples. The ache was almost unbearable, and even more heightening with I felt the left nipple become enveloped by his mouth. The warmth, wetness of his tongue, lapping gingerly across the stiffened peak, teasing it in his own way...With a quick tug of the right nipple, it was left alone, but the hand that had held it, had other plans. Soon, I could feel his hand gliding over the silkened flesh of my inner thighs, my heat inviting as he found it between my legs. It was not rough, as others had been with me, but more exploring and worshiping in its endeavor, his fingertips tracing over the swollen hood of my clit, making me moan out louder than before. The sharpness of a jerk along my hips, indicated that I was feel rapture in this, only guiding his hand further down, to plunge into the tight wetted depths of my body.. "So beautiful..." He whispered, blowing out over the slick salvia covered nipple...

His finger, regularly pushing into my sex, then out again...I stayed upon the edge of release for what seemed an eternity...His arm coming around my waist, as I could feel his mouth leave my nipple, and trace kisses down over my stomach...When I thought I could no longer stand what he was doing to me, it was then that he fully took me, plunging his thick tongue down overtop of my clit, sucking the fleshy piece of skin into his mouth. Even through my moans, I could hear his, he was taking pleasure in pleasuring me in this way...His finger continued to plunge in and out of my clenching depths, aiding in the manipulation of my body. I climaxed, hard and quick under the guidance of his mouth and hand. His tongue soon, quit leaving me fairly soaked with my juices...I wondered why, he didn’t finish...I could no longer feel him as he stepped away...He must have moved behind me, as then I felt his hands along my back...moving up my arms.. "Now my precious..." He whispered, unclasping my hands and ankles from their binds...Silently, I wanted to remain as I was, the security I felt by the binds, was blinding. He picked me up then into his arms, keeping the blind fold around me.

He carried me somewhere else, the place I do not know, for I was still wearing the blindfold. But soon, he stopped, brushing his lips over across my own...He sat me down, once again going behind me, to gather my hands up above my head...Then again, I could feel another set of furred cuffs clasp around my wrists...So he had other things in store for me? I knew we were still outside, for the wind's gentle breeze still stirred around my naked body. With his hands he moved my legs apart, and then guided me down, I could feel the cold marble of a statue against my back, causing confusion to take over... "What are you doing?" I whispered... "Shhh...my precious...” He comforted gently... It was then, that I felt his hand move between my legs, moving my juices up behind me to coat over the puckered hole of my anus. Then again, his hand was gone... I could make out the slightly slapping noise of something behind me, as if something was being covered... It was then, that he guided my body down overtop two marble phalluses... One intended for my sex, the other for my anus. Shots of pleasure ran deep inside me, as the hard marble was pushed inside me... The strain of the size was unbearable... It was unlike any male organ I had ever felt... I was completely filled, and even when he wasn't sure, he pushed down my shoulders, sending even more of them into me. It was then that my ankles were bound again, my legs stretched open and my arms pulled back beyond my head. I was bound, spread eagle, my swollen clit lewd in its exposure, and had both a phallus in my sex and inside my anus. Was this punishment? I wasn’t sure, but I was finding quickly it was very arousing... "I have seen many put in this position... but you are by far the most beautiful and eager in what it offers...” He whispered, the sharpness of his tongue along my exposed clit I felt instantly.. This was pure maddening... He licked and suckled the hooded flesh, open and exposed only for him... The wide girth of the marble cock inside me, stretched painfully as I tried to move. He toyed with my clit, through two more climaxes, groaning in his own desire to make me cum. This was unlike anything I had ever experienced, and when he was done... I only wanted more... my body aching for him, and he knew it.. "My precious... soon...” He whispered, as he removed me from the coldness of the statue, my body sore from its manipulations. He cradled me in his arms, holding tightly to my body as he once again, began to carry me away.

I knew when it was, that he took me inside. And even more when I realized the plush softness of a bed beneath me. Gently he laid me down, then crawled overtop of me. Eagerly, I accepted him into my arms, relishing in the feel of his body... It was the first time; I was given the chance to feel my captor. It was youthful skin that embraced, hard and muscled in all its glory. His kisses were as tender as a dove, and when I felt his hands lifting me up by my hips, I knew then I wanted him inside me. "Please, M'lord... Fill me... “I whimpered out, and it was then that he gratefully filled my wishes. His harden thick cock, drove swiftly and brutally up into my sore sex, holding himself to the hilt. Moaning in his own pleasure... "My precious Bleu... You are mine, for the remainder of your stay here... You shall serve my whims and needs... Such exquisite beauty, my Bleu is... “He whispered, his hand coming up to undo the blind fold that had permitted me from seeing him... Once it was removed, I slowly opened my eyes, his face coming finally into view.. The soft locks of blonde hair, falling into face, covering slightly the strong jaw line, it was then that I realized it was My Tristan... The very same Man that I had secretly hoped would have taken my Virginity the night of my Introduction Ball. The breath caught in my throat, as I gazed up at him... This was nearly impossible... Was I seeing things? No... it was him, and he slowly began to push himself back and forth out of me, letting me ride upon his throbbing cock, giving new depths to my own pleasure. I climaxed several more times, before the act itself was complete. And then when both of us, could no longer take the pleasure of each other's body. He held me tight, until we both fell asleep.

That was my second and most significant meeting of Tristan. He held true to his word, the whole time I was in Laydreana, not another man or woman touched my body. I was solely his. And through our twists of lust and pleasure, we both fell deeply in love with one another, but it was not to last. As quickly as he was plucked from me that first night at the ball, it was to happen again. Eugenia found out quickly, having heard from the servants, the whispered words of love that I and Tristan shared in our most though of private moments. She would not have this, not have one of her most prized Courtesans ripped from her grasp. Tristan, begged Eugenia to release me, to him... Offering her riches beyond her dreams, but it was Eugenia's hatred for love that won... She wouldn’t stand for it... And at the end, when I was crying madly for Tristan, that she drug me away from him, slapping me hard across the face... "You are a Paid Whore! You are my Paid Whore! Don’t ever forget that!" Her words, driving sharp as a dagger could ever do the very place within my heart. I was taken back to Mandalay, as quick as the carriage could take me... My heart begged for Tristan, as well as my body did... I felt I was dying... The days back in Mandalay, passed into weeks... I was not allowed to see or write to Tristan, it was forbidden... And even, when others paid for my services, they knew it was not the same as before... They complained that I only laid there; making no noise... whatever it was they did to me. It was then that Eugenia, called me to her... and told me one of the most vicious of lies, that ever came from her lips... I know it’s a lie, or I pray that its a lie... But I shall never know, not truly... Only now, as I soon end this myself that I pray I shall see my Tristan again...

"Bleu... you are foolish... Allowing that boy, Tristan to fall in love with you... and to tell him you loved him in return!" Eugenia roared... "You are a whore! Whores do not love! You sent that poor boy to his death!" She screamed... "He was so distraught, he took his own life, that he could not have you! I hope that you will take this as a lesson learned... Do not fall in love! You shall live forever with that boy's blood upon your hands!"

*The end of the journal ends... The third and last book... is called Kacinda..*

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