1. Trust


    Date: 9/12/2015, Categories: Historical, Author: avrgblkgrl, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    possess her power and use it against their enemies. They waited for their many Gods to give them a sign of how to obtain it. This wait demanded that they keep her alive, but barely. As far as the power of their Gods, he had seen people of many Gods and people of only one. Both groups, with their foolish rituals, waited in vain. Having traveled far in his Longships, he and his men had raided and traded along the coasts of France, Spain, Sicily, Italy and yes, North Africa. He was more than familiar with her people. He had traded with them numerous times. They were men of strength with their own kings. He had respect for their ways. Immediately he desired her freedom. This leader of men felt that every man and woman should have not only freedom of body but of will. He reached into her cage, held out his hand and said, "I wish to free you. Trust me." Although she conceded, trust was hard won. They took her with them. To leave her would only result in a return to her previous state at some point. He could not have that. He also could not have his men agitated by her presence. They were simply men and her a woman. Things could happen. So, she resided in his quarters. Only after some time was he able to convince her to sleep in his bed with no threat of him bedding her. He slept on a makeshift pallet. However, it did not relieve the growing tension between them. She also spoke his language, almost better than he could. This he had discovered after making a complete fool of ...
    himself. Her name was Iona. He asked her what was her name before becoming a slave. Iona lied and told him that she did not remember. Several times Iona tried to escape, but was brought back to his quarters kicking and screaming. For days her anger remained prominent. On her final attempt, he allowed no one to stop her. Where could she go, he reasoned, surrounded by nothing but sea. On the edge of the ship's tail, she stood looking toward the wild waters. The strong force of the wind caused the water to reach up as if it wanted to pull her in. Iona looked determined. There was one option she had, one thing she could control. "Iona," he called out in a voice that commanded more than requested, "I give you the choice of a free woman. As soon as I find somewhere safe, you will be able to fill your lungs with freedom, to breathe for your own accord." She turned to look at him in doubt. "I've treated you with respect." Now his voice pleaded. "Is the choice of remaining with me that bad? Have I not proven myself worthy of your trust." Iona considered his words for a moment. Within that moment he did not breathe. One slight movement could throw her into waters that were indifferent to man or woman. She decided to trust him. To the crew, the tension between their leader and the former slave girl was thick enough to be physically touched. It was obviously more than a slight relationship between the two of them. From that point on, it was assumed that they were fucking. All bets of who would ...
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