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once upon a time, there was a tall, pale, willowy amazonian-heightened woman with hair as black as night, and amethyst eyes that sparkled like the moon. she was always laughing at everything, finding the world to be as amusing as the best comedians that came and went with the wind. many found her gaiety to be infectious, and she made several friends through her brutal honesty and strangely well-timed commentary. she left those in her wake amongst her travels with their lives forever changed, her remarkable insight and brilliant humor her legacy.
one day she came to an enormous place. a kingdom, was her best guess. a huge, vast area that she quickly found herself lost in as she crossed the borders and entered a forest. roaming for what felt like days, but was probably only hours, the woman wondered if she would ever find the way out and back towards something like civilization. that is, until she was captured. she had just crossed a stream, getting her skirts soaked when a burlap sack suddenly appeared around her head and she felt herself get yanked backwards and off her feet. crying out in surprise, a sharp rap to her head knocked her out cold before she could begin to question what was going on.
the next thing she knew, she was flat on her back on something soft. the sack had been removed from her head, but the candlelight was still searingly bright as she blinked several times to bring her blurry world into focus. she went to sit up, but a hand gently pushed her back down. realizing the room was spinning, she was grateful that whoever her guardian was had bade her to lay still before she made a mess on the floor.
a wet cloth was dabbed on her forehead, and the warmth from a nearby fire had her drifting off to sleep. when a door opened and closed, one of her pointed ears twitched, and she frowned a little before relaxing back into her semi-aware state of consciousness. after a time she became aware of voices, and though she didn't hear the entire conversation, what she did hear made her both apprehensive and curious.
".....is she an elf?"
"yes."
"good. begin.......itual.......her ready."
"yes sir."
with that she heard the door open and close again, and though she was currently weakened, she knew she could defend herself if need be. tensing as hands touched her body, she realized she was not being attacked and laid still, wondering what was happening. minutes ticked by before she realized a cloth was being tied around her eyes in a blindfold, and her neck was lifted gently as a knot was secured behind her head. it was about the same time she felt metal against her skin, and she jumped. hands came down from everywhere it seemed like, holding her in place lightly as the metal ascended. belatedly she realized it was some form of shears, then she jumped again.
the hands held her struggling body still while the metal crept closer and closer to her throat, and her trembling was pronounced as the last snip sounded and she felt cool air wash over her. her arms were lifted and she felt fabric sliding down them, and as she was rolled onto her belly, held by several pairs of arms, it occurred to her that her clothes had just been cut from her body, and she was now naked. she thrashed and bucked like a wild animal, but the arms just kept her from falling while also pinning her in place.
her panicked mind then noticed that she was being lifted from whatever she'd been laying on, and she expected to be made to walk. four seconds later she realized she was actually being carried, and though she was now blind, she felt the differences in heat as she was taken to another room. her nose picked up the smells of steam, oils, and soaps, and her ears picked up the sounds of splashing. ah, i'm in the bath, she thought to herself as she was lowered into the water.
splashes sounded from a few different directions, disorienting her. her body was pliant as she was maneuvered around, then she felt herself being pushed down until she went underwater. immediately brought back up, she spluttered and gasped while sponges and cloths began rubbing vigorously over every inch of her skin. she then felt streams of water poured over her, then she felt the knot being loosened behind her head.
just as the cloth fell free from her face, something suddenly struck her and she cried out in shock. blinking furiously, her world became incredibly blurry, like she was lost in a fog in a dream with nothing in focus. a cloth washed her face then, and she sneezed as the herbs in the soaps tickled her nose. unbeknownst to her, a potion had been dashed in her face to keep her blind, and her pupils were completely dilated. from there she felt herself being tilted backwards, and she obeyed, helpless.
her scalp tingled as she felt water being run over her head, and she closed her eyes as she felt something cold drop onto her skull, then hands begin massaging it through the strands. it felt strangely good being bathed like this, and she began to relax. the different scents assailed her nostrils, but overall it was very pleasant so she didn't really mind. forced bathing aside, this was pretty neat.
after a time she was pulled from the tub, and fluffy towels attacked her sopping skin as the unknown people rubbed her dry. she was pulled off balance a few times, but the hands kept her upright while a towel was plopped onto her head and then shaken to dry her hair a bit. when it was removed, she blinked owlishly. looking around was pointless, she couldn't discern anything beyond various colors that hinted at shapes.
she slowly moved her head in confusion, and she felt herself being lifted again. this time she surrendered to the body holding her, and she heard a soft sigh of relief. she decided to close her eyes while being transported to a third room, and she felt herself being laid down on a flat surface. opening her eyes, she vaguely noticed she was staring at what was probably a ceiling, and her attention drifted while a flurry of activity surrounded her.
when a hot paste was applied to her underarms she jumped, then after a few moments they were removed, and she felt air collide with hairless skin. frowning, she didn't understand until she felt it applied below her bellybutton. she nearly bucked herself off of the table, but arms caught her and moved her back, holding her down again as the paste was quickly removed. over and over it was poured on and peeled off, and she felt her legs lifted and spread apart while it continued. tears pricked at the corners of her eyes, but she was not violated.
as the person moved away, the slight breeze from their movements brushed her nether region, and she felt her cheeks burn hot with embarrassment. instead of feeling hair, she felt the breeze lick across bare skin as quickly as a lover having a taste would. she was lifted again, and her cheeks remained pink as she was moved for a fourth time, this time plopped onto some sort of cushion like a child in timeout. just as she was about to move, she felt a comb spear into her midnight locks, and she held still.
the brushing was slow, methodical, and almost without pain as each and every tangle was swept out of her scalp. waiting patiently, she felt the comb tug here and there when it encountered a difficult spot. after a long while, her hair was finally finished and hung straight down her back, ending just above her buttocks if she was on her feet. with that she was tugged up again, but merely to a standing position. she felt something sliding up her legs, and she tensed. something was being pulled into place on her body, and she felt something click on the back her neck and rest there.
a belt was connected around her hips, and she felt soft fabric swishing about her ankles. raising her arms obediently as she felt sleeves being tugged on, she wondered what was happening now. picked up for the final time, she was carried down so many hallways that even if she wasn't blind she would have been so confused it wouldn't have mattered. lefts, rights, once maybe a u-turn, she had no idea where she was being taken. it wasn't until she was placed on her feet again, that she realized they had reached their destination. a quick splash onto her face startled her, but a soft cloth was briskly wiped over her face, causing a slight burning sensation and her to squeeze her eyes closed and wait out the pain.
a very muffled voice sounding far off spoke, and she felt herself being led forwards. a great groan assaulted her eardrums as what sounded like a very heavy door opened in front of her, and the hands holding her own led her forwards. her heart hammered like hummingbird's wings in her chest, and she came to a stop. whoever had been guiding her let go, and she felt them move away. a strange sound appeared, like something striking a stone floor. she heard several doors close at once, and she waited, afraid. rustling fabric was the next thing she heard, followed by a voice.
"open your eyes."
she did as she was told, and her vision swam for a few seconds. blinking to clear her sight, what she beheld surprised her. above her a small ways on a dais was what looked like a throne, and on that throne was a man. a man who regarded her with an expression she couldn't read, and fear struck her heart. what was going to happen now? was she going to survive the night? she felt the fabric of her garb shift as she drew a shaky breath, and she had no idea what to do other than see how this person was going to react.
Go on...
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