Laia’s Tale: A Tale Of Two Fathers
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Jordina couldn’t stand another day feeling like this. She had not slept properly in weeks. In the month since the incident at the sanitorium, sleep had departed her, and she barely left the apartment. She had clammed up amongst her family and was not really speaking to anyone at all.Now, her brother, Biel, knew what had happened, as he had been there at the time. Her parents knew the outline of the incident, as they had spoken to the police and to Biel. But Jordina wouldn’t open up to any of them about it. In despair, they begged her to go to a doctor and talk to a professional. Desperate to sleep again, she agreed.The pills carried a strict instruction; no alcohol should be taken with this medicine. But she had been drinking more lately and it had become habitual, in fact, to sneak a bottle of wine in her bag or the inner pocket of her coat back home. Often, there was a little bag of marijuana in her pockets too.Her parents knew. Of course, they did. Jordina didn’t go to the bathroom. She crashed to the bathroom, staggering, closing doors too hard. She didn’t hurt anyone else, but they knew. They were absolutely beside themselves with worry. One evening, her head foggy with wine and fatigue, Jordina smoked an extra joint and took an extra pill. And when she laid her head down to sleep, she dreamt the most extraordinary, vivid dream of her life. And this is what she dreamt. *The dragon’s demand had come, and Jordina had got lucky again. She stood amongst the forlorn crowd as the chosen young woman was dragged screaming to the dais. It was Maria, one of the girls Jordina had learnt to ride with. Jordina watched, shaking her head as Maria was bound up and trussed.They made a pretence that Maria was a hero, that she was nobly sacrificing herself. She was garlanded with flowers and kissed by a specially chosen handsome boy and her portrait was hastily sketched. But no one was fooled. They knew that Maria had just hours to live and, as long as the Beylikdüzü Escort dragon continued to demand the virgins of the village in an endless conveyor belt, she would die in vain.Jordina watched as Maria was hauled away and thrown onto the waiting horse and cart. Helpless, abandoned to her fate. The cart set off on its fatal journey to the dragon’s lair.And something inside of Jordina snapped. This had to stop. Not just because it could be her next, although it could. Because it could later be her children or her children’s children. It was time someone took on the dragon. And she would do it, rather than submit to that awful fate.And there was another motivation for her. Jordina was a firm believer in the Christian church and, of late, the priests had let it be known that anyone who rid the world of the dragon would be made a saint.That night, in bed, she made her plans. She needed armour and a horse, both of which she would have to steal, or at least borrow. She’d have to run away from her family home. She would be stopped if anyone so much as saw a girl riding out, so she’d have to disguise herself as a boy. Yes, that would do it. She could borrow clothes from her brother. And of course, she could not tell her family what she was planning to do…The next day, she slipped out before anyone, not even the sun was up. She grabbed a pair of scissors and the razor her father used to shave. She purloined a shirt and pantaloons from her brother’s drawer. They weren’t exactly her size, but not outlandishly big.First, she went to the stables. There was a stable lad on duty, called Oscar. Obviously bored, he was sitting on the ground with his back to the stable door sketching something on paper. Jordina knew Oscar a little, as she liked horses and had learned to ride. She went over to him and sat next to him.“Hi! You look as bored as I am!”“Yeah.”“So, let’s wrestle. You beat me, you win a prize. If I beat you, you have to do what I say, deal?”“Ok.”They wrestled, and Oscar easily pinned Jordina to the ground.“So, what do I win?”“Close Beylikdüzü Escort Bayan your eyes.”Oscar’s eyes did not stay closed when he felt her tug his britches down. Jordina almost laughed at how quickly he got hard. He was obviously a virgin. So was she, in fact, but not at this. His was the fourth she had sucked, and based on experience, she knew he’d like it if she played with it with her tongue. Oscar’s cock was trembling like a leaf! She tickled it for several minutes, now brushing the end of his cock with the tip of her tongue, now wrapping her tongue around his penis. Then, she knelt over him and lowered her mouth, closing her lips around his erection and she grasped it between her lips. Mmmm…his tasted ok, actually. She would remember this and add him to her list of candidates for being her first proper time. It was almost a shame what she had to do…Oscar did not last long. Jordina had only sucked it for about three minutes when he came with a yell. And then, when he was at his most vulnerable in the seconds after his orgasm, she was upon him. She punched him hard in the face, seconded with an elbow to the jaw. This one-two didn’t knock him out cold, but he was too stunned to react, which gave her the time to quickly bind up his arms with the cord she had concealed in her pockets for the purpose.“I’m sorry to do this, Oscar. Nothing personal. But you’re in my way.”With the stable boy out of action, stealing the requisite horse and saddle and bridle was easy. Jordina saddled up and rode out of town, leaving poor Oscar semi-conscious behind her.She headed out and, alone in the forest, she cut off all her hair. It wasn’t easy, but with the razor, she made sure her head was quite bald. She had no mirror, which was lucky as losing her locks would have saddened her. But she knew it would grow back. Dressed in her brother’s clothes and shaven-headed, she practiced deepening her voice.Armour and weapons were next. The king controlled most of the weaponry, of course. So, she had to ride to the castle and Escort Beylikdüzü gain access to steal it. The king. What a contemptible weakling. Fancy allowing all the virgins to be sent off to be scoffed by the dragon! Yes, he’d lost many champions who had tried to kill the beast. But what kind of excuse was that?!Luckily, Jordina could write. This was more than could be said for the idiot sentries at the castle. She rode hard and fast up to them, then waved her message in their faces.“I am sent from a great Lord far away with an urgent message for the king!”As she was unarmed, they let her pass.Now inside, she intimidated a servant girl into telling her where the armory was and headed there.As with the stables, there was a young man on duty at the armory. He was far more handsome than Oscar, and older too. But this time, she was disguised as a boy, so it wasn’t so easy to get his pants off.“The King’s loyal servant, the Lord of the Eighth Dominion, requests the loan of a suit of armor, a goodly sword, and a lance. These will be returned to His Majesty upon fulfilment of his need.”That was what she had written. She watched the armory lad pretend to read the note, knowing full well he was as illiterate as the stable boy. At last, he spoke.“I ain’t got nothing for you. Now bugger off.”“Young man, hast thou a sister?”“I have two.”“And friends who are virgins, who you may yet marry?”“I suppose so.”“My Lord proposes to slay the dragon with the armour he requests. Grant him this and your sisters and friends will be safe from the monster forever.”The guy hesitated. Along with everyone else, he wanted to be free of the terror of the dragon. He spoke,“And what makes you think this Lord can slay the dragon? Dozens have tried and they are all dead. Why is your master any different?”“My master is an accomplished burglar and a master of disguise. The beast will never know he is there until it is too late.”“Oh yeah? Master of disguise, is he? He can’t be that good, or he’d have come himself, stead of sending his servant boy.”“He did not send his servant boy.”“What?”“He did not send his boy.”“I don’t understand. What are you on about?”Jordina stepped closer to the confused lad and quickly pulled her brother’s shirt off. Of course, there was no underwear, so she stood topless before the astonished armory boy. He looked at her breasts and her belly, dumbfounded.
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