Western Knight for a Eastern Princess. MM/F
Posted: Mon Dec 09, 2019 4:47 pm
Hello I've been working on this little project for a week now and beings I decided to throw in a little Tie up scene I thought I would share it here. if there is interest I will add the Rescue later.
General Story Plot. 1867 Former American Cavalry officer hired to protect the Blind Daughter of a English Duke. in London. the American is discharged of his duty and replaced with four British Dragoons.
Character description.
Rose-Mary Sherwin. Daughter to the Duke of Hampton. (forgive my historical inaccuracy), she is five foot five. maybe a hundred-twenty pounds she has long Honey-Blond hair usually tied in an intricate bun only now left to drape low below her shoulders her heart shape face has gentle pink cheeks and small luscious lips. her once blue eyes remain closed because she is blind. she is wearing her loose fitting shift and a housecoat. wandering around the estates stables.
2am
Early morning for Rose-Mary Sherwin was an odd time. She was unable to tell night from day she often went down the stables to see how the horses were faring more often than not. She had come down the stables while the workers were all well asleep.
She found this night restless. She and her father had a rigorous if not uncivil debate in her actions and Lieutenant's necessity to be of service. The argument was ended quite prematurely by her father ordering Grace to escort her to her room. Trying to lay in bed she found herself longing. Missing the feeling of Lieutenant Roger's arm around her waist or her shoulders. He was a mountain of a man resolute in his determinations yet gentle and considerate with her. While her father and brother were reluctant to discuss matters before her. Lieutenant Rogers was not so overbearing allowing her to hear even the most graphic of his thoughts.
Hearing padded footsteps Rose-Mary smiles able to tell it is one of the footmen.
“Good morning, how early is it I am silly I can never tell” she could feel the man's presence mere inches from her looking down on her.
“Gag’er lad” Rose-Mary’s expression grew frightened before she could say anything a cloth was set between her lips jarring her jaw apart.
“I got her hands you bind that gag quickly lad” Rose-Mary squirms under the men's harsh grip holding her arms tightly before the two men together push her against the wall of the stable startling the animal inside.
“Check outside Scottie” the man spoke taking coarse hemp rope binding her wrists behind her back.
“Whmmphf armphf yuphf”
Rose-Mary tries to speak into the gag before the man drags her by her arm and elbow away from the wall and with a push sent Rose-Mary into the floor tripping over her shifts loose skirt. Her housecoat and shift were not the wisest thought to wear but with it being early she did not know if Grace her Ladies maid would be awake to help her dress properly.
Rose-Mary did not think greatly on this as the large man smelling of Tobacco and hops from too much ale. The other man much smaller with a more Welsh voice smelled only of whiskey. Dragging her from the stables. All Rose-Mary could do was call into the cloth keeping her silent.
As the men steadily heft her onto the hardwood of the bottom of a wagon crossing her legs but kicking her feet Rose-Mary had no intention of showing these two foul men what lay below her shift. One of the men swatted her feet to keep her from kicking before she heard the back of the wagon slam closed.
“Alright, Scottie latch the damn thing closed and let's be on our way” the taller man spoke from the front of the carriage.
“Pray your donkey doesn’t kick up much of a fuss or we’ll ne’er get out of’ere” the tall man speaks before Rose-Mary feels the jerking of the carriage leads her away. All she could do was squirm and kick trying to escape seemed utterly helpless.
Lieutenant Roger's please come for me, please!
Let me know what you think If there is enough people who like it and enjoy it I will add the part where she is rescued.
General Story Plot. 1867 Former American Cavalry officer hired to protect the Blind Daughter of a English Duke. in London. the American is discharged of his duty and replaced with four British Dragoons.
Character description.
Rose-Mary Sherwin. Daughter to the Duke of Hampton. (forgive my historical inaccuracy), she is five foot five. maybe a hundred-twenty pounds she has long Honey-Blond hair usually tied in an intricate bun only now left to drape low below her shoulders her heart shape face has gentle pink cheeks and small luscious lips. her once blue eyes remain closed because she is blind. she is wearing her loose fitting shift and a housecoat. wandering around the estates stables.
2am
Early morning for Rose-Mary Sherwin was an odd time. She was unable to tell night from day she often went down the stables to see how the horses were faring more often than not. She had come down the stables while the workers were all well asleep.
She found this night restless. She and her father had a rigorous if not uncivil debate in her actions and Lieutenant's necessity to be of service. The argument was ended quite prematurely by her father ordering Grace to escort her to her room. Trying to lay in bed she found herself longing. Missing the feeling of Lieutenant Roger's arm around her waist or her shoulders. He was a mountain of a man resolute in his determinations yet gentle and considerate with her. While her father and brother were reluctant to discuss matters before her. Lieutenant Rogers was not so overbearing allowing her to hear even the most graphic of his thoughts.
Hearing padded footsteps Rose-Mary smiles able to tell it is one of the footmen.
“Good morning, how early is it I am silly I can never tell” she could feel the man's presence mere inches from her looking down on her.
“Gag’er lad” Rose-Mary’s expression grew frightened before she could say anything a cloth was set between her lips jarring her jaw apart.
“I got her hands you bind that gag quickly lad” Rose-Mary squirms under the men's harsh grip holding her arms tightly before the two men together push her against the wall of the stable startling the animal inside.
“Check outside Scottie” the man spoke taking coarse hemp rope binding her wrists behind her back.
“Whmmphf armphf yuphf”
Rose-Mary tries to speak into the gag before the man drags her by her arm and elbow away from the wall and with a push sent Rose-Mary into the floor tripping over her shifts loose skirt. Her housecoat and shift were not the wisest thought to wear but with it being early she did not know if Grace her Ladies maid would be awake to help her dress properly.
Rose-Mary did not think greatly on this as the large man smelling of Tobacco and hops from too much ale. The other man much smaller with a more Welsh voice smelled only of whiskey. Dragging her from the stables. All Rose-Mary could do was call into the cloth keeping her silent.
As the men steadily heft her onto the hardwood of the bottom of a wagon crossing her legs but kicking her feet Rose-Mary had no intention of showing these two foul men what lay below her shift. One of the men swatted her feet to keep her from kicking before she heard the back of the wagon slam closed.
“Alright, Scottie latch the damn thing closed and let's be on our way” the taller man spoke from the front of the carriage.
“Pray your donkey doesn’t kick up much of a fuss or we’ll ne’er get out of’ere” the tall man speaks before Rose-Mary feels the jerking of the carriage leads her away. All she could do was squirm and kick trying to escape seemed utterly helpless.
Lieutenant Roger's please come for me, please!
Let me know what you think If there is enough people who like it and enjoy it I will add the part where she is rescued.