Hello my fellow pervs,
This week I’m back with more from my epic fantasy erotic novel, A Lady and a Maid. Sophie’s predicament gets worse by the day at Westwood Manor, and as we rejoin the story, Sophie watches as Lady Miriam inspects the draft animal plowing the field. Only the lovely creature pulling the plow is no animal…
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Arnaud hailed the farmhand Escott, telling him to bring Tani over to them.
The Lady lightly flicked the flapper of her crop against Sophie’s right breast, fire burning into her skin. The Lady pulled the horse around again to return to Arnaud’s side.
Sophie watched as Escott unchained the woman’s wrists from the shafts. He spoke to her in hushed tones as he did so, the woman’s head hanging low, but Sophie was too far away to make out the words.
“Kind of you to come visit us, Mistress,” Escott said, bowing his head. He held a chain in one hand, the links attached to Tani’s bound together wrists. The woman held her hands in front of her naked sex, her eyes lowered. Sweat continued to pour off of her, mixing with the tears on her cheeks. Escott brushed a strand of hair out of Tani’s eyes, and stroked her chin.
Sophie was confused by his seemingly caring gesture; moments before she’d watched him pitilessly paddle the woman as if she were but a dumb farm animal. With palpable dread, Sophie glanced at the plow, now bereft of its beast. She shuddered.
“How’s she been working today, Escott?” The Lady slid from her saddle, unbuttoning the top two buttons of her jacket.
“Arnaud tells me you’re actually seeing some progress with her.”
Escott smiled, looking upon his harnessed charge with fondness. “She has her good and bad days, Mistress.” He held up the flexible paddle. “But this makes sure she gets her quota done.”
Arnaud nodded, clearly approving of the farmhand’s methods. Tani swallowed, her head hanging.
The Lady looked over at Sophie with a glint in her eye. “Amazing the results one gets from such … encouragement.”
Sophie firmed her jaw. She wouldn’t make things easy for the sadistic noble. Prisoner or not, Sophie still had her dignity.
The Lady strolled over to Tani, raising her chin with the shaft of the crop. “Does she perform satisfactorily in other ways as well, hmm?”
Escott flicked a glance up at Arnaud. “Mistress — I’m not sure—”
“Oh come now, man,” the Lady said, stroking the crop across Tani’s breasts, stirring the little bells clamped to the nipples. “I know you don’t spend that long in her stall simply to feed her.”
Escott dropped his gaze, flushing. “No, Mistress.”
“Well then,” the Lady said, smiling at the farmhand. “How so? Does she fuck well? Is she obedient?”
“She found it difficult in the stables at first,” Escott said, his hand caressing Tani’s shoulder. “But she adjusted soon enough.”
The Lady tapped the shaft of her crop under a harnessed breast. “Quite a bit more enjoyable stabling this one than one of the horses, eh Escott?”
Arnaud’s laugh rumbled, and the farmhand smiled. Tani whimpered, shifting her weight, her hands twisting in her cuffs.
“Shh now,” the Lady said, stroking the upper slopes of Tani’s breasts. “Don’t fuss, girl. I’m sure your Escott takes very good care of you doesn’t he?”
Sophie could see the deep blush suffusing the bound woman’s face even as she lowered her head, nodding.
“There is one thing, Mistress,” Escott said, his expression turning serious. “We could use more help.”
“Oh?” The Lady walked around to the rear of Tani, looking down.
Sophie hated the Lady being behind her; it almost always resulted in pain. “Yes, we — well — with only one of her, it just takes too long to plow. The oxen are three times faster, and pull a stouter blade.”
The Lady glanced over Tani’s shoulder at Sophie. “Well, when Lord Westwood returns after harvest, we’ll be visiting my friend Farrier. His man Lucien trains women of this sort.” The Lady reached around chucking Tani under a breast, sending the globe bouncing. Tani hung her head lower, but stayed very still.
“Mistress, if you’d like to bring … another.” Escott licked his bottom lip. “Then we could make much better time. More than double the quota Tani manages.”
Lady Westwood leaned in close, her lips nearly brushing Tani’s ear. “What do you say to that my bound beauty?
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There’ll be more to come next week:) Until then, please have a look at the depravity on display at the other blogs this week. Go ahead. I dare you.
LA Cloutier says
I loved this book, Trent and I still love this book. I’m patiently waiting for the next installment.. (hint hint).
Trent Evans says
So glad you liked it, LA. It’s a challenging genre mashup really, but I LOVED the idea — and I can’t wait to flesh out that world and those characters. I’m still working on the next (UBER dark, but still really hot) installment, but I’m going to refrain from giving even a rough ETA on it, since at this point, I’m not even sure how long it will be. Hopefully not the epic length of Troika, but you never know…
It will be published, eventually. That much is certain:)
shelly douglas says
Bobby Flay used to say that if you didn’t like cilantro … you should try it again. Do you think that suggestion will work with pony play? I even bought “Her Troika – The Complete Story” … not giving up … trying …. trying … trying 🙂
Trent Evans says
I never imagined someone would successfully work in a Bobby Flay reference (I’m a fan of the dude’s culinary skillz — unreal). I’m in awe of your skillz now:)
As for pony play, just keep an open mind. Kinks evolve and change; some things I used to really love when I was younger (and dumber), I’m not so keen on anymore, while others I’ve sort of “grown into”. We’re all different though, and for some people, what they’re into is uber hard-wired — if that’s the case, then it’s just the way it is. I admire you for at least giving it a shot.
I’m in the same ambivalent boat you are, only for me it’s regarding male sub femdom. I just can’t get into most of it, but I’m trying to open my mind to the parts of it that I do understand. I’m never going to be a sub, but I can try to get into that mindset and read some of it — and maybe learn a thing or two. It helps me as a writer — and a person — to try to see the world through other paradigms and other kinks.
Wow, I blathered on there. (STFU, Trent!)
Jolynn Raymond says
I haven’t done much pony play besides and bit gag with reins, but you certainly know how to spark a persons interest in a subject. Thanks for the thought provoking snippet.
Trent Evans says
That really means a lot, coming from you, Jolynn. Thank you.
Totally off-topic, but I just finished reading Dark Obsessions. I know that as a straight dude, I’m not exactly the target audience for it, but I thought it was just smokin’. I’m struggling to think of a writer who does dirty talk as well as you do:)
Layla M says
Thank you for the excerpt… This shall go on the GR tbr tomorrow!
Trent Evans says
Why thank you, Layla. I hope you like!