Entangled Chapter II : Serving Rapunzel

I spent several weeks moping about heartbroken before comingout of the fog. Nearly two months wasted as Punz grew further and further away. In the end, however, I found myself recalling how we had met and why. That was the key. If I was to find her again, I would need to draw on skills long in disuse, but not forgotten. I resolved that I would be relentless in my pursuit of my beloved. I had stalked her once and won her over. I would track her down a second time, and win her back. That settled, I returned to the scene of the crime, the Manse where the Gala had taken place. It took little time for me to piece together the truth. Rapunzel had not left of her own free will. Hébert had shown his hand as a scoundrel, and taken her against her will. A wintery fire burned deep within. He would pay, I vowed, sealing my vow by pressing my lips to the moon shaped tag declaring me Rapunzel?s property. In my heart, I had remained so, even though I?d suspected her of betraying me. Now I knew the truth. Swearing vengeance, I set out upon a trail gone cold, one that only someone trained in the arts of hunting her own kind might navigate. One such as me. Their trail led me though city and country side, across borders, seemingly random and yet, I knew better. Jean Hébert was trying to cover their tracks, a task near impossible when coupled with a radiant girl with magical hair. Grimly, I followed, gaining ground slowly, but inexorably; an hour here, a day there, until finally, I could taste victory, the scent of daisies almost palpable to my keen senses. Ironically, their trail led to a small keep, one in which a masquerade was scheduled to take place. Perfect for my plans, for I intended to attend the event disguised. I spend the night before the gala hidden in the hills, a sense of deju vu haunting me as I watched her pace the highest floor of a tower. I had learned one other thing as well, that afternoon. At the stroke of midnight my darling girl was to be auctioned off to the highest bidder, a concubine worth her weight in gold, or so it was whispered. The fury within me grew, darkening my thoughts as Tunalı escort I watched and waited, my blade as sharp as my senses. I could, I surmised, simply steal her away before the clock struck twelve, but as I watched her from my hiding place, glimpsed her despair, I knew that I could not leave without wrecking my vengeance upon the man who had imprisoned her once more. And so I planned ruthlessly and tirelessly until darkness fell and it was time to enact my terrible retribution. o-o-o Remembering that last night we had been together, I entered the gates as a red devil, my scarlet hair blending impeccably with my pointed horns and tail. I dressed alluringly, smiling at the absurdity of the need to stand out in order to remain unnoticed. The affair this evening was not for the faint of heart, after all. In Punz?s company, I would have felt right at home dressed in crimson from head to toe, my tightly laced corset narrowing my waist and presenting my breasts proudly. Leather boots with a horseman?s heel rose half way up my thighs, a collared cape flowed gracefully behind, and a mask covered my face so that even Rapunzel, had she been searching for me, might not have recognized me. As a prop, a bore a coiled whip as well. A rather functional prop, I admit, should I have need of a weapon beyond the slim silver stilettoes tucked away in the inner seems of my boots. I would not take any chances with my lover?s freedom this night, nor any other. Never again, I swore, would I be parted from her. I fit in so easily, falling into my role of sex toy with ease, despite the hollow feeling in my chest; I should have been on a leash ? Her Leash. Still, I felt the faint tug of the tether, knowing that she was near at hand. Miles no longer separated us, only time, and a few stone walls. Before the night was done, we would be together or I would be dead. There was no other outcome in my mind. Old habits die hard, they say. The lure of the forbidden was still strong within me and the scent of sex permeated the air here. Who can blame me if I dallied, my single mindedness ulus escort bayan lay aside like a stole in a greenhouse? After all, it was part of the deception. By the time I reached her tower, my mouth tasted of cum, as should my pussy had I the inclination to sample it. The laces on my corset had been loosened enough to display my hardened nipples which showed signs of being ravaged by rather sharp teeth. The material covering my smooth shaved cunt had been pushed aside early on, and the inside of my thigh was damp with my own cum as well as several nameless ?gentlemen?. I was, I admitted with a coy smile, enjoying myself, despite my reasons for being here. Still, as midnight drew nearer, my pulse raced and I sought solace and solitude in the shadows, far, far away from the revelry and merry-making of the crowd. Eventually I found myself perched atop a crenellation upon the wall overlooking the moat, the breeze brushing past me, carrying the scent of the wetlands and wildflowers, which to my mind, reminded me of my Rapunzel. o-o-o I made short work of the guards as they escorted her towards the heart of the keep. The less said about it, the better. At least it was painless. Hébert was not so lucky. I made sure he suffered as much as I had, as much as I am sure Punz had in his company over the months I had spent relentlessly tracking them down. Our reunion was short, if sweet; although haste was the wisest course open to us I could not resist the lure of her eyes, so lost and frightened, reminding me of she had first cast her gaze upon me. We kissed, her golden hair coiling about us alike a tempest, as overjoyed as my Mistress at her timely rescue. Oh, how I desired her. It took unimaginable strength of will to break our kiss. Only the knowledge that, once we were away, there would be time less precious to lay her down and ravish her kept me from tearing the diaphanous gown that they?d attired from her youthful body. We fled the keep, her hand gripping mine, mine hers, never parting for an instant, our pulses blending as we merged into the shadows, Escort yenimahalle the gaiety of music and amusement fading from hearing. Not until we?d put the entire night between us and our pursuers, for I was sure they would muster some form of pursuit, did we pause, and then only to enable Punz to catch her breath. ?Do you need to pause?? I asked, concerned as she collapsed against me with weariness. ?Just a moment.? She breathed, cupping my face, her eyes searching mine. Once again, I fell under the spell of her impossible lavender eyes, unable to draw breath, or even move, hypnotized by her beauty. This time, when we kissed, it was tender and heartfelt, and I felt something break inside of me. She must have felt it too, for we both clung to each other sobbing until our tears ran dry. Then, and only then, did we continue on our way, this time at a less vigorous pace. Still, we covered more ground than I am sure they expected from two women clothed such as we were. Eventually we made good our escape, hiding out in a small cottage I has secured for just that purpose. There, we let our guard down and made love, not in the manner of the past, but sweetly, tenderly, slowly, our passion building steam with each kiss, each whispered word, each brush of fingers against bare skin until she climaxed, her sweet juices gushing from her quivering cunt, drenching my face, even as I cried out and shook in ecstasy for her. Afterwards, we lay in each other?s arms, clinging to each other as if our very lives depended upon it. If it weren?t for the simple needs of substance and the call of nature, we might never have left our bed. We stayed there through the snows, warm and secure, our trail long cold, the larder stocked for the winter months, our desire growing, rather than diminishing, as the hands of time turned. I had thought we?d been wicked and wanton before. How wrong I?d been. Rapunzel?s decadence knew no bounds, sequestered away in our love nest with nothing to do but feast on each other?s bodies, although, with time, our roles once again evolved, hers into submission as I took up the leash once more. o-o-o ?You look sad.? I murmured into her hair whilst combing out the tangles. I?d caught her staring wistfully out the window, watching the snows melt and the wildflowers struggling to replace them. ?I miss our old life, Ariel.? She replied pensively, shrugging one slender shoulder.