stay hidden, stay safe.

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The clouds were overhead as the troop made their way through some crappy town on the outskirts of the Kingdom. Johnathon made a mental note to send supplies out this way for the people, otherwise the people here didn't seem like they'd be able to make it through the next winter.

Glancing over the people as they made their way through town, John allowed for his eyes to travel over the people. Their sunken cheeks, the interest they showed as they watched the men on horseback. Some held anger as well, and with this being one of the few times that the crown Prince had travled this far in years, they had good reason.

As the group reached the middle of the town. Something, or rather, someone, caught the leaders attention. A woman, young and beautiful. Far to good looking to be a commoner, was standing near some stalls. Her beautiful chestnut hair, and eyes that could make a man drown if they stared to long. She was to damn good looking to ignore. An yet, she was good enough to catch a royal's attention. Who was she? An why the hell did John get a feeling that he knew her from somewhere?

Cathryn could only remember bits and pieces of her life. She remembered vaguely something about running around a castle but she was sure that was just a childhood dream because what little girl didn't dream about being a princess? She was sure that every one did, at one point or another in their lives. She couldn't remember anything for that matter so she was incredibly thankful for grandfather stepping in and helping her. Her life could have been so much worse if she met someone that wasn't as kind and giving as he was.

He had sent her into town to grab a few things for supper. Neither of them knew that the Crown Prince was supposed to be visiting and neither would have believed it because each scheduled visit had been cancelled over the past few years. Cathryn wore a scarf around her head, her attention focused on the stall in front of her.

Looking up when she heard a few whispers, Cathryn's eyes locked with the Crown Prince's. Her eyes widened slightly before she whirled around. Gathering her skirts, Cathryn decided that the few things she'd already bought for supper were more than enough before she started a hurried pace toward the trail that led back to her home.

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Just the fact that the woman seemed to bolt when she made eye contact with him, made Johnathon even more curious. What woman in their right mind would run from a man like John? A Prince none the less. Back in the capital, people flocked left and right to be at his side. To get him to even glance in their general direction. a yet. This woman dared to turn her back to him and bolt.

Slight anger started to stir inside of Johnathon. He turned towards his right and spoke in a harsh voice to one of his knights. Telling him to follow the girl from a distance and find where she goes. Once the knight nodded his head, John continued on his way to look around the town with the rest of the knights, while the one trailed the girl. Being careful to keep a distance so that she didn't know she was being followed.

After looking around the town, Johnathon had his men stop at a local tavern. They had lodged at a local in down the street and some food and drinks would be good. It would also play nicely for the Prince as he waited for his knight to return on word about the girl. Hopefully, he found out where she resided and who she was. An with any luck, he'd also find out why she looked so damn familiar to the young Prince as well.

Time seemed to pass quickly in the tavern. Johnathon was three beers in and a prostitute on his lap when the knight he had sent out earlier in the day returned. "Report." Was all John said as he shoved the girl off his lap and took a sip of his drink. The girl from earlier was far more interesting than the one who wanted nothing more than to sleep with a Prince.

Cathryn all but ran as fast as she could back to the little cabin that she shared with the man that she knew as her grandfather. Of course, logically she knew that he wasn't but he was always so kind to her. He cared for her and provided as well as a peasant in a town nearly a hundred miles from the capital could. Cathryn appreciated all that the older man did for her, she wasn't about to let herself get enamored by a prince that didn't care about her people.

She hadn't seen the Prince since she had come to be with the older man so as far as she was concerned, he was not worth her time of lingering. She saw no point in praising a prince that let his own people all but starve. The town was on the edge of his kingdom - the poorest of the poor lived here, they needed the most help and yet, they received none.

- - -

The knight returned to Johnathan after following Cathryn and learning all that he could from a distance.

The man stood in front of Johnathan, clearing his throat as he watched the prostitute all but fall off of John's lap. He shifted, giving a firm nod of his head. "She lives on the outskirts of the town - in a cabin. With an old man that she called 'grandfather'. He would be easy to overpower if you wish to take her," the knight reported easily. "I could go tonight.. take another man. Bring her back to you, to warm your bed. Dispose of the grandfather, if you choose."

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The young Prince rested his elbows on the table. His fingers intertwining as he rested his chin on top of them. His bright eyes looked towards the knight. Pure interest filling his gaze as he listened to what the man was saying. A pleasant smirk slowly growing on his lips as he slowly nodded his head.

"Good, good." John murmured, sitting back in his seat as he took another sip from his glass of beer. A young woman with only an elderly man looking after her. This'll be a walk in the park. In a sense, the young Prince would be saving the young girl from a life of starving and begging for help.

"Bring her to me tonight," Johnathon commanded. "As for the grandfather, give him this." John pulled out a small handful of gold coins, enough to help him start a new life in a better town if he chose. "For his troubles, to start anew somewhere better," John explained as he handed the coins to the knight. "I will be waiting in my chamber," John said as he moved to leave the tavern, wanting to wash up so that he could play with his new toy.

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Later that night, John sighed as he pulled off the cotton shirt he had been wearing. He tossed it to the side of the room as he walked to the wash bucket that was on the side of the room. He cupped the warm water with his hands and quickly got to work on washing his face. Getting the days to grime off from the long track they had done for the past few nights.

Hearing a knock on his door, Johnathon glanced towards the door for a quick moment, He had forgotten his delivery. So he just stood there for a moment before a large grin appeared on his lips. "Enter." He called, then went on to finish washing his face.

Cathryn had just been preparing for bed when she heard horses approaching the small, two room cabin that she shared with her grandfather. Her heart skipped a beat, her face whipping around to face the locked door. Her grandfather seemed just as alarmed, telling her to go into the bedroom and not to come out until he called out to her. Until it was safe for her. Cathryn loved the man with all her heart. He was always so concerned with her safety that she couldn't have asked for more.

She could hear a loud argument taking place but she couldn't quite make out what they were saying - until the door was dragged open, with her grandfather standing in the doorway. Cathryn's eyes widened as she stood from the bed, as the old man stepped out of the way to reveal an intimidating looking knight.

Cathryn's mouth went dry as her grandfather spoke in a shaky voice. "C-Cathryn.." he paused, clearing his throat as he glanced uneasily back at the knight. "This man is a knight to our Crown Prince, Johnathan. He has been sent because the prince saw you in our market today. And. He wants you... as his own. If I don't give you, with a blessing, he will kill us both."

Cathryn's heart stopped as she let out a broken sob, watching as the knight held out a little pouch that she could only assume was filled with coins. She stood shakily, pausing just a moment to hug the man she'd grown to call grandfather before the knight grabbed her arm, dragging her out of the cabin.

- - - - -

A voice called out from the other side of the door before the man who held her arm, opened the door. The man pushed Cathryn inside before shutting it behind her.

Cathryn stood as rigid as she could, staring at the prince with wide eyes. She didn't know what the hell was really going on and all she wanted to do was go back to her home. It was small and meager but it was her home! Cathryn didn't know what the hell she was supposed to do. How did she curtsy? She didn't think she had done it even once in her lifetime.

"M-My prince," Cathryn started, grimacing slightly as she fumbled to do her best curtsy. She didn't know how she was supposed to act, she'd never been close to someone so important.

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Hearing the girls light voice,Johnathon stook up straight and grabbed the towel that was next to the basin. After drying his face, Johnathon turned towards Cathryn and looked her over. His eyes roamed her decent looking face, then traveled down to her nice sized breasts, to the slender inward curve of her waist to those luscious hips that she possessed.

Slowly, Johnathon raised his eyes towards the young girls face. He couldn't help but to arch an eyebrow at the girl as he watched her curtsy. It was terrible, yet expected. She was a commoner, of course she wouldn't be able to act like a true noble.

"What's your name, girl." Johnathon asked, using the towel that he still had in his hand to wipe his shoulders. A few stray drops of water had dripped down his mighty fine abs and he made work to give her a show as he wiped his well built body dry. "How old are you?" He asked next, making sure she was old enough to play with. Johnathon might be a Prince with the freedom to do as he pleased, but he was not a child fucker.

Making his way towards the bed, Johnathon sat on the edge and parted his legs slightly. "Come." He said, wanting the girl to stand between his legs so that he could get a feel for her. "Have you taken a man before?" He asked, not wanting to have to find out mid-fuck. John liked his toys untouched, he wanted to be the only one a woman would only feel. He was the Prince, he was not interested in a mans sloppy seconds.

Cathryn wrapped her arms around her midsection after she straightened from her curtsy, knowing that it was horrible. She didn't have to ask for his opinion, she had never once practiced a curtsy. She'd never had to. She was more focused on carrying for the livestock with her grandfather. Not how she'd look trying to impress her prince. A man she had thought she would never meet.

"C-Cathryn," she answered in a small voice, wincing as she realized that she hadn't addressed Johnathan with any sort of title. "Sir," she added hurriedly, biting down on the inside of her lip. She hesitated as she glanced up to Johnathan, trying to gauge his reaction. Her eyes dropped almost immediately, not feeling brave enough to maintain eye contact with the man who would one day rule her kingdom.

"Twenty, m'lord," Cathryn added, hesitating when Johnathan told her to come closer. What? Why? Her heart leapt into her throat as she stepped forward, her stomach twisted into a firm knot. His last question sent a chill down her spine. She gave a timid shake of her head, her lips parting as she tried to come up with the nerves to even speak at this point. It was clear what Johnathan had wanted her for and she couldn't understand why.

Cathryn was just a commoner, why did the prince want anything to do with her? And what would happen to her, after he tired of? She swallowed, tensing as Johnathan's hand traveled up her leg. "P-Please. Sir," she whispered, her eyes clamped shut as she moved to take a step back.

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A small satisfied smirk took over Johnathon's lips as he watched the reaction he got from his question. Good, it was good. She was going to learn so much from Johnathon, so much that she would become a master at pleasuring him when he wants to be pleased. "You'll be alright, Cathryn," Johnathon said, tightening his hold on her a little bit as he felt her slightly fighting him.

"Come closer." He murmured, moving his hands to hers as he gently pulled her forward so that she was straddling his waist. "You'll enjoy everything that I do to you, I promise," Johnathon said, raising one of his hands to gently run it through her hair and push it behind her ear ever so slightly. "So beautiful." Johnathon murmured, his voice quiet as he admired her beautiful features.

Then, he leaned forward and gently pressed a soft kiss to her neck. Feeling the soft pulse of her heart from his kiss. Then, he started to gently trail them towards the top of her breasts. The place where the skin was the softest, most enjoyable to touch and play with. To caress and suck.

"Take your dress off for me, Cathryn." John murmured quietly, leaning back slightly so that he could take in the show that was about to be put on for him. His tongue slowly ran over his lips as he waited for his request to be handled. "Corset next." He commanded, wanting her bare for him to feast upon. "I want to see you named Cathryn." Johnathon murmured, standing up himself. "Now, get on your back."

Cathryn's breathe caught in the back of her throat as Johnathan pulled her even closer to him. Her heart dropped to her feet as she was pulled onto his lap, her skirt scrunching a bit around her thighs. She tensed as she felt his lips against her skin, goosebumps racing down her arms. She sat there, every fiber of her being wanting to run back to the cabin that she had called home for the last five years of her life. But she couldn't - she was afraid of what would happen to her grandfather if she did.

Standing up, Cathryn took a few, timid steps backwards. Her eyes were trained on the floor between them as she reached a shaky hand up, pushing the dress off of her left shoulder. Cathryn was quick to push the right shoulder off, her body rigid as her dress slid down her body. It pooled at her feet, and she stood there, not knowing what she was supposed to do. She had never done anything like this, what should she do now? Cathryn had no clue.

"I... yes, m'lord," Cathryn stuttered, reaching up to push the straps of her bra off of her body. There was a bit of extra fabric to help meld her body but it was certainly nothing like the noble ladies would wear. Cathryn couldn't afford anything more. Pulling her bra up and over her head took a bit of extra effort. Biting down on her lip as she wrapped her arms around her chest, Cathryn shifted as she pressed her thighs together. She still wore a set of underwear but she wanted to hold onto them for as long as possible.

Cathryn knew she wasn't impressive - not compared to the noble women that Johnathan was used to. Her arms and legs were covered in grime, she hadn't washed after her day in the fields. Cathryn couldn't imagine why Johnathan would want anything to do with her.

"M'lord.. I-If.. If I may,.. I-I'm afraid that I.. I might d-di-disappoint. I'm n-not.. experienced," Cathryn mumbled, her cheeks tinging a bright red at her words. She felt like if she didn't tell Johnathan, that he'd only be angry when she realized how innocent she was.

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As Cathryn undressed for him, a small smirk slowly grew on the young Prince's lips. He loved having such control over women, Johnathon was a master at being controlling. This was a favorite pass time for the young Prince. All was right in the world when he had a beautiful woman in his bed.

"You'd only disappoint me if you had been de-flowered," Johnathon said as he eyed Cathryn for a few moments. "Take those off, I told you already. Undress for me, that means completely, not partly." Johnathan said, a small edge to his tone. He did not like to repeat himself. An if Cathryn was to do that, then they'd have a problem.

Sitting back a little bit, Johnathon looked over Cathryn's body once more. She was a pretty girl. For a peasant. She had nice legs, and he was sure with some better quality meals that she'd really turn into a beautiful woman.

A small sigh escaped from John as he noticed how shy she looked. "Go to the wash basin and wash up a little. I don't want grime in my bed." John ordered, thinking that having herself not facing the Crown Prince would help to calm her nerves a little. It really annoyed him when the girls looked like they would be on the verge of crying when he fucked them. Especially since he knew they'd be coming back for more of him after one round of dirty play. "Oh, and Cathryn," John called before she'd turn to wash up. "Wash yourself, slowly."

Cathryn swallowed thickly, giving a timid nod of her head at Johnathan's words. She knew that she was probably supposed to be flattered by his attention. She was sure every woman in town would be - and just about everyone in the kingdom, as well. But she wasn't. She wasn't ready for such a relationship and she wasn't anywhere near brave enough to be... she didn't know. Adventurous? She didn't know what Johnathan wanted from her, other than to lay with her. Did he want her to participate?

Her eyes widened as she looked up to Johnathan, his hard voice was enough to send her heart racing. "S-Sorry, m'lord," Cathryn mumbled, a blush colouring her cheeks as she pushed her underwear down her thighs. Cathryn straightened back up, her thighs pressed together as she stood there.

Turning, Cathryn was quick as she moved back over to the wash basin. She was careful as she knelt down, quickly starting to wash herself off. Freezing when Johnathan spoke again, she glanced back to him with a tiny frown. "Sorry," she said, turning away from him. Cathryn slowed her movements, frowning slightly as she washed the grime off of her skin.

Cathryn straightened slowly, lifting her leg just long enough to wash them off. Each time she moved, she revealed the delicate skin between her thighs. Exhaling as she finished up, Cathryn turned around to face Johnathan. She hesitated for just a moment as she willed herself to do what she was almost positive that Johnathan would want from her. She walked toward him, still not looking up to meet his gaze as she came to a stop in front of him.

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A small not of approval was all Johnathon gave as he watched Cathryn bathe. She was a good girl, obeying every word that he was saying so far. Maybe she'll be a good pet after all, she didn't seem like much of a fighter after all. Which, was kinda a bore, but he could live with it. After all, he had other concubines that liked to test him back home anyways.

"You're such a good girl, Cathryn." Johnathon said as he slowly reached out and held her hands. Rubbing small circles onto the back of her hands lightly. Then, he slowly pulled her closer to him. Then, he gave a tug so that she'd fall against him and left him laying on his back.

Then, he released her hands so that she could support herself. John's hands then slowly raised and gently ran through her hair. Feeling the softness as his fingers ran through it. "So pretty." He murmured as he leaned up and pressed a small kiss to her lips, then started to slowly kiss down to her neck. While his hands traveled from her hair down her back and stopping on top of her ass cheeks.

"Do you want to explore my body, Cathryn?" Johnathon asked, although it wasn't really a question. It was more of a order, even though his time was soft. John lightly squeezed her ass cheeks before slapping the right one. "Why don't you feel me up? Get yourself familiar with the body of a man." He offered her a small smirk as he rested his head against the mattress. Watching the shift in expressions on the young woman's face.

Cathryn was completely rigid as Johnathan's hands grabbed for her. She wanted nothing more than to hide herself away, she didn't understand why the prince was choosing someone like her to warm his bed. She wasn't inexperienced, she would just be a let down. One of the town whores would have been a better option, Cathryn was sure of it. But she wouldn't dare say a thing to point that out to Johnathan. He had made his decision, she didn't have the right to question him.

Closing her eyes when she realized that there was nowhere else for her to look but at Johnathan's naked chest, Cathryn swallowed back the nerves. She gasped, arching away from his touch as his hands travelled further south. She'd never had a man touch her there, she knew that his hands were going to explore other parts of her but she didn't know how she was even supposed to react.

Giving a hurried shake of her head, Cathryn's hands wrapped around her own waist. She had to admit that the man in front of her was gorgeous but she.. she wasn't experienced! She didn't know what she was and wasn't supposed to do. She didn't know what would make Johnathan feel good and she didn't know what, if anything, could even make her feel good.

"N-No, m'lord. I don't.." Cathryn huffed, trying to find the right way to sa this. "I-I.. I don't know..." she tried to reason uneasily, hoping that if she just explained that she didn't know what she was doing, that she wouldn't have to resort to something like saying she didn't want to. "How, I mean. M'lord."

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A small chuckle escaped from Johnathon as he listened to the young woman on top of him. It was so cute to listen to her stutter. It was clear to him that she was nervous. Hell, he would be as well if a royal wanted to be his first time. Making a small shushing sound, John raised one of his hands and gently tucked some hair behind her ear before resting both of his hands on her hip.

"It's alright, Cathryn," Johnathon said, his tone soft as he watched the young beauty. His eyes glancing towards the bouncy breasts that she had. Watching as her nipples stuck out, just wanting to be touched by him. For him to suck on. "Why don't I please you first, then, I can teach you to pleasure me. How does that sound, hm?" John offered as he easily rolled them over so that he was on top of her.

Moving his hands, John placed them on the mattress at her sides. His dark eyes looking down at her as he watched her reactions. "Just relax Cathryn. Just breath." He told her before he leaned down and placed a soft kiss to her lips, then repeated the action a few more times before he started to kiss his way down her neck and to her chest. Where he gently bit down on one of her nipples and gently tugged on it. Then, he started to gently suck on the bud, swirling his tongue around the sensitive bud. His other hand moved to gently massage the other one.

The bulge in Johnathon's pants was slowly growing, and he used his hardening cock to gently brush against the space between her legs. Letting her know that she was turning him on. Even though she wouldn't be getting it tonight anymore, he'll be sure to take her tomorrow.

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Cathryn's eyes widened as Johnathan offered to please her before he had them flipped over. She gulped as she looked up to John, her heart pounding in her chest. She couldn't understand why she was here, how Johnathan had decided he wanted her. She was utterly petrified of what would happen if she didn't perform in the way that John expected her to... if she disappointed him, what would happen to her? Would he be angry with her and find a reason to punish her?

She gave a tiny, unsure nod of her head when he told her to relax. Cathryn exhaled, closing her eyes as she willed herself to relax. It was clear as day what John wanted from her the longer she laid beneath him. He wanted her to relax and enjoy herself, she wasn't sure why he cared so much about how she felt when it wasn't like she wanted to be here in the first place. "Yes, m'lord," she mumbled as John's lips brushed against hers.

Her lips parted as she gasped, arching her back slightly as John's teeth grazed her nipple. Cathryn whimpered as she arched slightly, willing herself to just do as her instincts led her. It wasn't like she'd every done this but surely, if she pressed closer to him and showed that she was willing, it would keep Johnathan happy. Cathryn grasped the sheets beneath her body, a small moan sounding from her lips as John pressed against her.

Cathryn seemed to hesitate for a moment before she spread her legs a bit more so that he could settle more comfortably between her thighs. A blush covered her cheeks as she felt herself start to get wet. oh. "M'lord," she mumbled, biting at her bottom lip as his fingers teased against her skin. "Please?"

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Just the quiet sound of Cathryn's voice caused warmth to wash through John's veins. She was such a sweet girl. He could not wait to taint that voice of hers and make her cry and scream for the sinful things that he planned to do to her. To get her to beg for, for the things that she would participate in. She will be the perfect little concubine that John had always wanted.

Releasing her breast from his grasp, John leaned up slightly to offer the young girl a small smirk. "You plea has been heard, my love," John said as he moved down her spread legs and gently probed one of her legs over his shoulder as he leaned down. Her juices were already leaking from her folds, ready for John to please her in any way that he wanted.

Then, slowly, the Prince leaned down and placed a small kiss to her folds before looking up towards Cathryn's face. He wanted to see her reactions. He leaned down and brought his right hand down. Being as gentle as he could be, John started to gently brush small circles against her sensitive skin. Being extra light with the edges of her folds as he wanted to make her shudder with want as much as possible.

A small smirk then slowly appeared on his lips, pleased that she seemed to be accepting his teasing movements. Slowly, John started to use his fingers to rub that virgin clit of hers for a moment before he moved forward and pulled the small nub between his lips and gently sucked on it for a second before he moved down to lick up the leaking juices. "So sweet." John purred as he shifted slightly and placed his pointer finger at her entrance. "Do you want to watch me finger fuck you?" John asked poor Cathryn as he slowly inched his finger into her tight little hole. "Do you want to watch as I take over your body and create an intense wave of pleasure, one that you have yet to experience?"

Cathryn shuddered as she felt a kiss pressed to her outer folds for the first time. A deep blush tinged her cheeks as she chewed on the inside of ehr lip, trying to remember that she needed to stay calm. She was incredibly nervous but she was sure if she let that fear get the best of her, that it would upset Johnathan. That was the very last thing that she wanted. She didn't want to anger John, he was a powerful prince and she was nothing more than a commoner. No one would bat an eye if he chose to hurt her.

Whining at just how gentle John was being, Cathryn pressed her hips forward in an attempt to get closer to the source of the pleasure. "Please, m'lord," she mumbled, sure that her cheeks had to be as bright as the apples she enjoyed when her grandfather could afford them. Her lips parted as a small cry sounded from her lips, John's lips wrapping around her clit was all it took for her to realize that it was okay to enjoy herself. Or maybe it wasn't really but there was no escaping the pleasure so she minus well enjoy it.

Cathryn grimaced at the unfamiliar sensation of John pressing his finger into her. It didn't necessarily hurt but her body was stretching in ways that it wasn't used to. "M-M'lord," she mumbled his title, fisting the sheets beneath her. Cathryn bit her bottom lip, trying to sort out what she was supposed to do. She was so inexperienced that she didn't know what her answer was supposed to be to his question. Ultimately, Cathryn decided that if he was suggesting it, she was probably supposed to say yes. It would please him, keep him from upsetting him.

"Y-Yes. Please, m'lord. I.. I want you to touch me," she croaked the words. They weren't anything dirty but they certainly caused her heart to flutter, to make her feel as if she was sinning. "Please."