In need of a distraction {TAG Eire}

After talking to his uncle the evening before, Reth had been in need of some alone time... and by alone time, he obviously meant some time with a couple of whores. He had been sleeping around with whores and maids no stop since Marina had left him, he hadn't neglected his duties, actually he had been impeccable in his job as always, but he had been in a woman's company in every single moment he had been alone! And often, it wasn't even only one woman... Last night, not to disturb his uncle's sleep, he had left to stay in one of the city's brothels where he had had much sex and much wine and he had come back at late night, escorted by two ladies that had stayed to sleep with him. They weren't Marina, but he didn't care, he didn't want to think about that: the thought of her didn't make him sad, it made him angry, furious! Did she think she was so important? So special? So unique? It was her loss. She could keep her fiancèe, she would regret her choice! and he wasn't going to let her stop him from having a good time...

Now it was late morning, he had woken up not long ago to escort the two whores at the door but he was already starting to despise the solitude. Uncaring of the time, still wearing only a pair of pants, he got in the living room, took a glass from a table poured some wine in it, swallowed it in a few gulps and then repeated the operation. He was still too sleepy to leave and go back to the brothel so he could as well hit the bed once again and try to get some more sleep, but it was in that moment that he noticed a servant girl pass quickly, carrying his uncle's dirty laundry. She was a cute brunette, not one of his servants, but he was sure his uncle wouldn't have minded if he 'stole' her from him just for a little while. "Hey you, girl." he called her, approaching her slowly as he took another glass of wine in his hands after filling again his own.

Eire had woken up once again to a new morning. It was her fist morning in the new land and new city. She had taken breakfast to lord Dymas and made sure that everything was ready for his morning rituals when he was to wake up. This morning, as she was gathering the dirty clothes, she stopped and looked at his sleeping face. He looked so peaceful and calm. Eire sometimes entertained the idea to just pour her heart out at him while he was sleeping. But what if he woke up and heard it all? Then he would send her away for sure.
So she picked up the laundry and was taking them down to the laundry house when she suddenly heard someone call her. Halting and looking over her shoulder at who it was. Seeing Reth in something that was not entirely proper. But nothing she had not seen before. She bowed her head to him. "My Lord... How can I be of service this morning?"

He approached her with a wicked grin on his lips, put one drink in her hands gently forcing her to let go of the dirty laundry and with his free hand grabbed her waist, erasing the distance between them. Now, with the maids in Kharos he could even have some moralty issues in giving them an option and stuffs, but the maids from Kharos knew him, they knew that if they didn't want to have sex they just needed to speak up and no harm would be done to them whatsoever. Therefore, until he heard a clear no, Reth had the freedom to flirt as openly as he wanted "I'm feeling rather lonely... and bored... wouldn't you be so kind to keep me company?" he purred to her

Her attention fell to the glass that was placed in her hand. A little perplexed why he would give it to her. Then her attention fell to the laundry he had made her drop to the floor. She had a feeling there was something he wanted with her.
But when she felt his hand on her waist and pulled her closer to him she was sure she knew what it was. She flashed a small smile.
Surely there were girls who would be over the moon to be in this situation with the handsome prince, but Eire knew she was just the means to an end for him. Well perhaps this time he might be also easing her longing for intimacy. Albeit he wasn't the man she truly wanted to ease it with. But he was close enough.
She looked down at his bare chest and placed her free hand on his shoulder. Letting it slowly travel up and down between his chest and shoulder. Slowly and gently.
"Perhaps I could be so kind." She replied back with a soft voice. Looking up at him coyly. "How would you like me to ease that loneliness my lord?"

Oh, she was an experienced one... he almost pouted in disappointment. With such a frail figure and such a pretty face, it would have been lovely to play games with her... Well, not that he still couldn't, he just had a thing for helpless little girls. But he could adapt to this little thing he had in front of him. He grinned at her comeback and, faking an innocent expression, he replied "You could drink with me..."

Eire just smiled slightly. " A drink?" She asked lifting her eyebrow. He seemed like he wanted to play first. But then again that didn't bother or surprise her really.
Gently she pulled out of his grip and moved to the couch. Sitting down with the glass in her hand so that in the process she flashed some leg. By accident of course. Taking just a small sip from her drink. It would be impolite to not drink when he offered the wine to her. But at the same time she didn't want to be drunk the whole day. "What else would you like me to do my lord?" She asked almost innocently.

As she gently wriggled away and went to sit on the couch, drinking only a small sip of her wine, he grinned to himself: she surely knew how to play the game. Sure, she wasn't the little lamb he was hoping for, but this could turn out to be interesting after all. He approached her once more, but he didn't sit next to her, instead he went behind the couch, putting his glass down after emptying it once more and only then he reached her, bending toward her from behind the couch. "I didn't get much sleep last night, and got a rough wake up this morning... maybe you'd be so nice and so gentle to tuck me in once again?" he asked in a teasing tone, his mouth close to her ear, his warm breath tickling her neck

Tuck him in? Well this kind of game she had not played before. But indeed if he wanted to play it she wouldn't deny it from him. "Aww, my poor prince...." She said softly to his predicament.
His breathing was tickling her neck and sending pleasurable shivers down her spine. It took allot of effort not to flinch or shiver. No, he would have to work harder than that.
"Should I give you a good nights kiss also?" She asked turning her head a little so she could see him out of the corner of her eye.

"Oh that would be much appreciated..." he replied with a grin, not waiting for an answer and instead, with one hand, gripping gently her chin to turn completely her head so that he could kiss her eagerly and almost aggressively on the lips. He was acting exquisitely nicely, but truth was he was really in a bad mood, ever since he had broken up with Marina. He wasn't going to hurt the little maid, he wasn't such a brute, he had never hurt a woman, not even the last of the slaves of the gentle gender deserved to be hurt. But he surely could afford to be quite rough in his love-making... not that anyone ever complained, though

Eire let him kiss her. He really was eager and very dominant with the kiss. Turning her body a bit so her neck wouldn't suffer so much. Responding back to the kiss with almost as much eagerness as he put in it.
Gently pulling out of the kiss. Placing her wine glass on the nearby table so that it wouldn't spill in the heat of the moment. "Now that I gave you the kiss perhaps I should take you to bed now...." She said a bit teasingly. Rising from the couch with soft and graceful move and going towards the bedroom. Stopping at the doorway to glance back at Reth in the living room before making her way further into the room.
Once out of sight to the other room she gently pulled at the sash that was holding her dress up on her frame. Making it pillow loosely on her. She felt her heart pounding in her chest out of excitement and a little bit of nervousness.
Eire was holding her dress up with her hands until she heard Reth enter the room. Letting her arms fall straight to her sides and in the process making her dress fall to the floor. "Oh my..." She said faking shock at her sudden wardrobe malfunction.

As she moved away he followed her slowly, just enjoying that oh so fake hunt with such a oh so predictable result. He did have the feeling she was thinking she could be in control of the situation, and to be fair, he was quite curious to see what the little thing had in mind. He followed her in the bedroom and closed the door behind his back, not caring to lock her, after all who would ever dare to disturb him?
As her dress 'accidentally' fell on the floor he grinned amused "My my, little maid, what an indecent attire to show to your lord!"

Eire smirked a bit. Bringing her hands to cover up her critical bits. "Should I be punished for that my lord?" She asked tilting her head a little to the side acting all innocent.

He grinned wickedly at her movements and at her words, as he tilted his head himself and took a good look at her, licking his lips. Oh yes, this was going to be fun, wasn't it? "Mhm... maybe I should punish you... shouldn't I?"

She smiled a bit. He seemed to be enjoying himself. "What would it be? My punishment?" She asked coyly.

He kept staring at her: he was sure she had played before, she was playing with him right now, wasn't she? She can even believe that... for now. But he had to turn the tables. He faked a sweet, innocent smile, bent to recover her dress from the ground but as he stood slowly up he made sure almost to touch her skin with his nose. Just almost. He gently but firmly took one of her hands and drove her toward the bed where her sit on her knees "let's find a better use for this thing, shall we?" he asked rhetorically as he tore away a piece of her dress and used it to tie her hands together and then tie them to the headboard

Eire kept that little smirk on her face all the while she keenly observed him move closer. Studying his eyes really. She was a little nervous about the situation and wanted to know what his intentions were. She was relieved that he didn't have the look of evil on him.
Watching him as he bent down to pick up her dress. For a moment thinking he would just laugh at her and tell her to get dressed. Her thigh tensing a little as he moved his nose so close to her skin.
When he took her by the wrist and pulled her towards the bed she surely was surprised. Letting him guide her to a position on the bed. Flinching a bit when he tore her dress. It was just a dress and just fabric, but she liked the dress and now it was ruined.
Well she would have to mourn for it later. Now she would have to pay attention to what was going on. He tied her wrists together. Not too tight or too loose and then tied her to the headboard. Eire turned her head to look at him over her shoulder. Biting her lip softly as a little smirk was again tugging at the corner of her mouth.
Shifting her position so that her legs were a bit more apart. Making her more steady. "Do you do this sort of thing often? Or am I the first one?" She had to ask.

He could see her as she spread just a little her legs, making him smirk. He helped her shift her position so that now her ass was up in the air, totally exposed, and she had to balance herself on her elbows "Take a wild guess" he purred in her ear in reply to her question, bending toward her before he would move a few steps away and just admire the view, biting his thumb just thinking at the possibilities. He knew now she couldn't really move from there, freeing herself wasn't a possibility: he knew how to tie a knot... well, she could still ask. But she didn't seem to mind the game. No, she was an experienced one... and what he wanted now was for her to drop the act. What was with him and his ego? He didn't know for sure, but he just wanted to make this little whore come for him for real... "Do you do this sort of things often?" he retorted the question against her, still just staring at her exposed intimacy and nothing more.

This position made her cheeks blush just slightly. She felt very exposed and powerless like this.
Well she had never had much control over her own fate or doings so she was used to the feeling. But now she could not move at all from this position. What he gave her she would just have to accept.
Eire turned her head so that her right cheek was resting against the pillow. "You are suddenly interested in my life story my lord?" She asked almost amused. There was not much to tell really.

He grinned to himself: what a stupid question to ask. It wasn't like he was cruel and didn't care about his servants at all but... in such situation, he really wouldn't be interested in her story. Beside, she was agreeing to this, wasn't she? Was she maybe starting to crack already? "Should I assume the answer is no, then?" he asked teasingly, approaching he and with a hand slightly caressing a cheek of her ass and then moved toward her thigh, carefully avoiding her intimacy, just to create more expectation in her. "Don't worry little thing, I'm not going to hurt you." He wasn't a sadist, what he wanted from her were screams of pleasure to feed his ego, not screams of pain...

His hand against her skin felt so hot. At first she flinched a little but then actually leaned against his touch. Purring a little. "I know you won't hurt me.... But I won't complain if you want to."

"Do you like being hurt?" he asked raising an eyebrow: was she some sort or masochist? He had had some girls with that kind of interest in bed before... He might not be a sadist, and that wasn't exactly his big turn on, but he didn't step back in front of that kind of challenges...

That amused her a little. "No. I don't like being hurt." She said with a smile. "I am a slave my lord. As such I should not complain about how my masters decide to treat me. As long as they get what they want it doesn't matter if I get hurt." She said truthfully.