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Post by witch on Nov 11, 2014 22:44:45 GMT 10
Love, a four letter word with so many meanings. Love of family, friendship...relationship, wether it be sister and sister or husband and wife. We all would love to think that love will last, that family will never meaningly hurt us. The paths of both love and family take many twists and turns, some good, some bad and sadly...love doesn't always last. There is a story such as this and it all starts, as many stories do...long ago.
Many years ago two sisters had been born, however thanks to things unforseen they had grown up leading seprate lives, neither one knowing of the other.
Belle, the younger of the two had grown up in a small town., a shy little thing, mostly keeping to herself never seeing the looks one certain someone always seemed to give her.
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Post by ladyofmusic on Nov 11, 2014 22:51:25 GMT 10
The elder of the two, the outcome of an affair between the sisters father and her own mother, Briar Rose, had been born where her mother lived and worked. A brothel which was at the far end of the town, basically the last thing people saw when leaving- or the first if they came from that direction
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Post by witch on Nov 11, 2014 22:58:25 GMT 10
Belle had never really paid much heed to the men around her, her friends mostly the animals on her families small town, her horse being her best friend. She'd often be found sitting in the fields with him by her side, her father teasing that the four legged best was not only her pet but her boy friend as well to which she had always replied: "Tease me all you like father, but I doubt he understands me, makes me happy and loves me truly. Until I find someone of the two legged kind like that...Pie and I will remain as we are."
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Post by ladyofmusic on Nov 11, 2014 23:01:03 GMT 10
When Briar had come of age she had had no choice- having the stigma of being both a bastard and the child of a whore really cutting down her already limited employment list- but to take up the very profession which had been the cause of her birth.
She sat downstairs in the bar, awaiting her most regular customer, her lover from the town who always came at least three times a week
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Post by witch on Nov 11, 2014 23:11:07 GMT 10
He walked into the bar smiling seeing her sitting there, walking up to her and as always handed her a rose along with a kiss. "Hello my Belle" he smiled playing with a lock of her hair. "You waiting for me?"
The teasing had gone onto this very day though inwardly, secretly Belle's father was glad for his shy little girl at least upto a point. She didn't date and therefore he was certain that past mistakes would not be made again. Still...she was coming of age and his failing health...he couldn't help but worry slightly.
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Post by ladyofmusic on Nov 11, 2014 23:13:28 GMT 10
She smirked, taking it, putting it between her breasts, nodding "Yes I am sir, I've been waiting for you all day..." She purred, biting her lip as she stood
"Belle, may I speak with you child?" He asked, approaching her
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Post by witch on Nov 11, 2014 23:16:27 GMT 10
"Oh...if only I could be that Rose right now." he smirked "And stop biting that lip, you know it belongs to me"
"Of course Papa. What is it?" she questioned turning to face him Pie right behind her to which she secretly have carrots, his whiskers and velvet lips tickling her hand.
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Post by ladyofmusic on Nov 11, 2014 23:18:16 GMT 10
"Follow me sir, an you will be..." She said, leading him up by his pants to her room
"Would there be anyway that I would lose you, my dear"
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Post by witch on Nov 11, 2014 23:23:06 GMT 10
"Lead on though please for his sake and mine do it quickly" he breathed already getting hard.
"What do you mean Papa? I'm not going anywhere...least I don't plan to. Besides, Pie and I know our way around the town to well to get lost."
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Post by ladyofmusic on Nov 11, 2014 23:24:29 GMT 10
She closed the door behind them, locking it, she turned to face him, leaning back against the door
"No my dear, I mean could I eve rlose your love
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Post by witch on Nov 11, 2014 23:27:47 GMT 10
"You're trying to stay away from me sweet Belle? You know I'll not allow that" he stated walking over to her pulling her close "I love you far to much and for to long for that."
"Of course not. Papa...y...you're scaring me what's going on?" she questioned worry splaying over her features.
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Post by ladyofmusic on Nov 11, 2014 23:29:24 GMT 10
She groaned, leaning into his embrace, kissing up his neck, undong his shirt with ease as she pushed him towards the bed
"Nothing dear, just n old mans concerns and worries when his little girl is to become a woman soon,"
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Post by witch on Nov 11, 2014 23:32:59 GMT 10
"I think you're finally learning your place." he muttered ripping off her dress. "Though I do hate the fact that you insist on wearing clothes."
"Papa...have you not always teased me that my horse is the only man in my life aside for you? You need not worry. Besides...no man sees me as a women."
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Post by ladyofmusic on Nov 11, 2014 23:37:07 GMT 10
"Sir... You'll need to replace that sir..." She said, laying back on the bed, spreading her legs for him, kissing him passionately
"Oh they will soon my dear, I just worry that they'll hurt my angel
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Post by witch on Nov 11, 2014 23:56:21 GMT 10
"Oh...I don't think I do. I told you, I don't like you in clothes. It stops me from doing this" he said thrusting into her deeply.
"Don't worry. Even if they do you know what I'm like around people and if they hurt me, they'll hardly be the one for me."
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