A Shalar Is Born
A Prequel to Lady of the Drake
J.V. Altharas
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Copyright 2011 by J.V. Altharas, All Rights Reserved
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Celeste rode into town on her father’s horse, planning to spend the night at the inn. Eddleton was a frontier village in the Kingdom of Saria, an outpost of modest civilization far from the great cities of the East.
Its wide streets and wooden buildings were home to about two-hundred; not counting all the farmers, trappers and traveling merchants who might be in town on a given day. She was in town to buy seeds for her family’s spring planting, with a second agenda her father probably wouldn’t approve of.
Celeste arrived at the smithy just as Darus was putting the last shoe on a horse. The village blacksmith was a few years older, with quite a reputation among the local ladies; due to equal parts charm and skill with his cock. He also had the body of a man who swung hammers all day and no intention of settling down, all of which made him a perfect candidate for a bit of sweaty recreation.
People on the frontier enjoyed an open attitude toward sex. As her mother had always said, some enjoyed being open more than others. Celeste was convinced she was one of those people, but she was looking for something more exciting than the tedious fondling of boys from the neighboring farms. She was looking for a man, and she knew which one she wanted.
Her problem was that Darus still thought of her as the awkward girl who would pester him with questions for hours on end. These days she stood around flirting for hours, but he didn’t seem to be getting the hint.
She got a room at the inn, changing out of her farmer’s tunic and pants for a green dress that went well with her golden hair. It wasn’t fancy, but it laced up the front and managed to give her some cleavage. She’d been working up the courage to do this for weeks and was determined to get through to him this time, no matter how blunt she had to be.
Celeste walked into the smithy with a leather bundle, containing knives and other tools in need of sharpening. “Would you mind if I wait for these?”
Darus said, “If you’re looking to catch up on village gossip, this might not be the place. I haven’t been getting out much.”
“So I hear,” she said. “Word is, you’re a busy man these days…servicing half the town if the stories are true.”
Darus laughed, unwrapping the bundle and laying out the blades on his workbench. “Sounds like my legend is being exaggerated.” He pedaled his sharpening stone, working on the first knife. Celeste was thrilled to catch him stealing looks at her chest.
“Could be worse,” she said, grinning. “You could have no legend at all.”
“Very true. And then, where would I be?”
She said, “Probably beating farm girls away with a stick, just like you were when you started. What does it take for a woman to get your attention these days, anyway?”
He chuckled. “Something bold, that’s for sure. Too many men act like women are giving them some amazing gift by spreading their legs in the first place. I prefer the ones that are willing to put a little effort in, at least.”
Darus looked up when she didn’t respond. She was gone, and the door was swinging closed on the back room where he lived. Finishing the knife, he set it down and went to investigate.
Celeste was inside, standing with her back to the door. Darus asked, “What are you doing back here?”
“Something bold,” she said, turning as she finished unlacing her dress. She pulled it open, toying with her nipples. “Subtle wasn’t working, so I decided to lay it all on the table and risk making an ass of myself.”
Darus stared, saying, “Put those away. I’ve known you since—“
“Since I was a child,” she said. “I know. But I’m not anymore, and I’d appreciate if you’d stop treating me like one. If you don’t find me attractive, fine. But if you do, I want you to start treating me like a woman…and I’ve heard stories of what you can do with a willing woman.”
He said, “My time’s pretty well spoken for these days. If I took on another playmate, I’d probably end up neglecting someone.”
She said, “I’m sure there’s plenty of you to go around, and you can’t possibly be getting everything you want. Show me how to please you. Show me what other women won’t do for you. I want to learn, and I’ll do whatever you tell me.”
Darus grinned. “Somehow I doubt you’ve got a proper appreciation for what I might tell you to do.” Tilting her head back, he whispered, “What makes you think a few farm boys have gotten you ready for someone like me?”
“I hope they haven’t,” she said. “If you’re as clumsy as they are, then you don’t deserve your reputation.”
He said, “I’ve always thought you looked at me like an older brother.”
“I used to. Then I grew up. See,” she said, pointing at her tits, “all grown up.”
“I’ve noticed,” he said, sitting her on his dining table, kissing her as she melted into him. “Just so I’ve got this straight, you’re offering to obey my every command and let me use your body as my personal plaything?” She nodded. “Then I think an inspection’s in order. Lift your dress for me.”
Celeste obeyed, with a satisfied grin. She already knew she enjoyed being told what to do, but she’d never heard such confidence in a man’s voice. She had his attention, intending to keep it.
Darus sank to one knee, leaving a trail of kisses up her thigh, blowing cool air across her dampening mound.
They heard a familiar voice from outside. “Darus, are you here?” It was Jonah, the chief elder; a cheerful old man who had every one of his wits about him. Darus slipped a finger inside Celeste, getting the squeal he was going for.
She looked down at him with shock, whispering, “He’ll hear us.”
Darus said, “Tell him I’m busy playing with your pussy, and to come back later.”
“He’ll recognize my voice!”
“Do as you’re told.” There was that confident tone again. She was being tested, and it only made her want him more.
Cheeks turning bright red, she shouted, “He’s playing with my pussy right now, please come back later.”
Jonah replied, “Well then, it’s certainly not that urgent. Carry on, youngsters.”
Darus sucked her clit into his mouth, flicking it against his teeth. Celeste couldn’t stifle a moan that Jonah must have heard, but she was past caring. She lay back on the table, writhing as his tongue lashed her pussy, running her fingers through his sweaty hair.
Celeste closed her eyes, thinking of how many times she’d gotten herself off with thoughts of this moment. Her fantasies were a pale shadow compared to the real thing, and she was already close to orgasm. Darus stood and she sat up to meet him, savoring the taste of her wetness on his lips, fumbling with his belt buckle.
He took her hands, bringing them up to her tits with a smoldering stare. “Not yet. I’m not done with my inspection. Play with your tits until you’re told otherwise.” Celeste bit her lower lip, tugging on her nipples while his fingers worked her pussy, squeaks and squeals filling the room as she raced toward climax.
He slapped her clit, and a tremor ran through her. By the third slap, her eyes were rolling back in her head. Each one brought her a bit closer to rapture.
“Again?” Darus asked. She nodded. “Beg for it.”
He was testing her again, and Celeste was determined to pass. The mixture of pain and pleasure was driving her mind and body into new territory. She said, “Please slap me again.”
Darus took her by the hair, teasing her ear with his lips, getting a whimper each time he smacked her slippery mound. He fell into a practiced rhythm: harder and softer, faster and slower, until her body began to quake; and Celeste let loose in the most powerful orgasm of her young life. Darus stifled her cries with his lips, plunging two fingers into her pussy to bring another climax on the heels of the first.
Her hands were still on her tits, showing a natural obedience that was ripe to be further explored. Darus asked, “So, is my legend intact?”
Celeste could only muster a giggle and a sloppy smile, getting lost in his eyes as she continued playing with her nubs. He took her hands, planting a lingering kiss on each of her nipples and another on her lips. She rested her head on his chest, squeezing him tight as fading spasms shook her body.
“Did I pass your inspection?” she asked.
Grinning, he said, “And then some. Now, I need to get back to work.”
She stroked the cock straining against his pants, asking, “What about this?”
Darus lowered her dress, looking into her eyes. “Did you mean what you said about wanting me to teach you?”
She nodded. “I knew sex had to be better than what I was getting, and you just proved it. I want more.”
“Well then,” he said with a smile, “now I’m going to see how well you follow instructions that don’t involve your tits.” He reached into a belt pouch, handing her a few coins. “Buy us dinner from the tavern and come back after sunset. I’ve got work to finish, and I want to spend some time thinking about how I’m going to take advantage of your offer.”
Celeste was beaming as she laced up her dress. Darus was kind enough to adjust her cleavage, before she left the smithy with a spring in her step. She headed for the market, buying the seeds she needed and leaving them to be picked up in the morning.
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Celeste arrived back at the smithy a little after sunset, bearing a pot of stew and a loaf of bread, breezing past Darus with a smile. He followed, coming up behind her as she set the food on the table. The smell of soot and sweat filled her nostrils as he took her by the hair.
Teeth tugging at her ear, he whispered, “I spent the whole afternoon with my cock half-hard, thinking about what I don’t get from the playmates I already have. There’s really only one answer, but you’re over-dressed to hear it.” He reached around to unlace her dress, as she ground her ass into a stiffening cock. She whimpered when his fingers found her nipples, stripping the dress off as fast as she could manage.
Celeste was naked before him, at his mercy, experiencing a new kind of lust. Darus sat her in a chair, using leather straps to bind her wrists to her ankles. She rocked in her seat, struggling to keep balance with the edges digging into her thighs. She’d been held down before but never tied up, and the loss of control was exhilarating.
Darus sat in front of her with the stew pot and a spoon, feeding her a bite for each one he took. They ate in silence as she teetered on the chair, wondering what was coming next.
He set aside the stew pot when it was empty, giving her a soft kiss. He said, “All afternoon I kept coming back to one thing…I’ve never had my very own shalar.” Celeste’s eyes went wide, her face a mix of excitement and intimidation. A shalar was a willing sex slave, who surrendered their free will for the pleasure of another. The word got thrown around a lot in the heat of passion, but an actual shalar was a rare sight.
Celeste asked, “You want to make me your slave?”
He smiled. “Actually, that was your idea. I’m just putting your offer in perspective.”
She thought for a moment, realizing he was right. She’d more or less asked to be his property, not expecting him to like the idea so much.
Darus lifted her off the chair, carrying her to the bed. He laid her on her back, the restraints holding her spread eagle. She was helpless, exposed, and hoping he was just getting started. He tugged her nipples with his lips, a finger teasing her slit before coming up covered in wetness.
He showed it to her, saying, “Let’s see…you’re obedient, you like having your pussy spanked, and it’s obvious you enjoy being tied up.” He gave his finger a suggestive lick before teasing her clit with it. “I’d be happy to give you a proper fucking whenever you’re in town, but I’d rather train you to be the best fuck in western Saria. I guess the only question is whether you really meant what you said earlier.”
Her head was spinning. His expert fingers were making it impossible to focus and she already felt a climax coming. Wetness was trickling down her ass and the helplessness of being restrained was a new thrill altogether. She wanted more. After what he’d done to her already, she needed more.
Celeste thrashed, arching her back. She let out a squeal that turned into a whine when he abandoned her clit, robbing her of release.
He said, “You don’t get to come until you answer my question. Am I fucking a beautiful friend tonight, or training my new shalar?”
She wasn’t quite sure what she was getting herself into, but knew she’d regret not taking the chance. With a devilish grin, she said, “I want to be the best fuck in all of Saria. Train me.”
“Lesson one,” he said, plunging two fingers inside her. “What’s this tight little hole?”
“My pussy,” she said, yelping when he smacked it in response.
“Wrong. As of tonight, this is my pussy…and I’m going to do all sorts of filthy things to it, just to see which ones you like the most. From now on, any time you come to town, you’re going to offer it to me before doing anything else. Do you understand?”
Celeste nodded with a sexy smile, liking their new arrangement already. “Good girl,” he said, untying her hands. “Now I’m going to watch you play with my pussy.” She wasted no time, and was moaning in climax before he finished undressing. She gave her clit a few light slaps, eyes focused on the gorgeous naked man climbing onto the bed with leather straps in his hand.
He tied her wrists to the bedposts, whispering, “Would you like some cock?” She gave an eager nod. “Can you guess how a good little shalar gets what she wants?”
“By asking nicely?”
He smiled, kneeling between her legs and teasing her clit with his cock. He ran it up and down her slit, covering the head with her wetness as she writhed on the bed; struggling against the restraints and wishing she had a free hand. “Lesson two: you can have pretty much anything you’re willing to beg for.”
“Please give me some cock,” she said.
He pushed in just the tip, working her clit with his thumb, saying, “That’s some cock. Would you like more?” She bucked against her bindings, trying to slide down the bed onto him; but he just pulled away. “No cheating.”
Celeste whined, her last shred of resistance evaporating as she threw herself into the role. She said, “Your pussy needs you, please fuck it.”
Darus impaled his new pussy in a slow, lingering stroke as Celeste let out a ragged squeal. She bucked her hips, driving him deeper, embracing the desire to please him whatever it took. Perhaps it was the way he teased her, or looked at her, or just the ease with which he’d taken total control; but she was feeling a very real need to be whatever he wanted.
Celeste fought against the bindings as he fucked her with reckless abandon. She wanted to touch him, to wrap her arms around him, but being tied up was one more tease.
She locked ankles behind his back, yanking him home with each stroke, desperate for the monstrous orgasm swelling inside her. She threw back her head, letting loose a wild moan as his cock pushed her over the edge. She thrashed as Darus continued pounding her, coming again and again until her belly was sore from the spasms, wondering if there was any limit to his stamina.
Celeste felt breath on her neck, then teeth on her ear as he fucked her in slow, forceful strokes. Her muscles coiled, one last climax racking her body as Darus let loose a moan and his cock erupted inside her.
They shared a comfortable silence as afterglow set in. Darus kissed her, caressing her cheek, saying, “We’re going to have so much fun together.” Celeste couldn’t manage more than a giggle.
Darus straddled her chest. “Lesson three: a good girl cleans up after herself.” She gave him a wicked grin, leaning up to wrap her lips around his cock. She teased it with her tongue, sucking out the last few drops of salty sweetness. Their mixed juices tricked down her face as she licked him clean, careful not to miss a single spot.
In that moment, tied to a bed with come dripping down her chin, she knew what it was to be property. Like everything else he’d done to her so far, she was looking forward to more.
Darus untied her wrists and she was quick to curl up in his arms, floating her fingers across the rippling muscles of the man who made her want to be a slave girl. She was tamed and spent, drifting off to sleep before she could even thank him. Darus pulled the blankets to cover them, planting a kiss on top of her head, trying to decide how to wake her up in the morning.
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About The Author
J.V. Altharas is a veteran entertainer with a filthy, filthy mind. He is an accomplished stage and studio vocalist exploring the realm of erotic audio books after returning his full attention to a life-long love affair with fantasy fiction.
Recent projects include Lady of the Drake, a new erotic fantasy romance from Ravenous Romance, a free erotica website (with text and audio) at TwistedErotica.com and several upcoming erotic audio pieces for Ravenous Romance.
J.V. is also a sex-positive activist and host of the five-star-rated, gleefully explicit, brutally blunt sex-education podcast Ending the Sexual Dark Age.
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Lady of the Drake
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Lana's village is being consumed by a devastating plague. The last hope for a cure lies in a forbidden forest claimed by dragons.
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