TOVAI looked at the king with shock in my eyes. He smiled at me and licked his lips. “I told you that you would be punished if I had to ask twice.” He looked excited at the prospect and that scared me. I immediately untied the sash at my waist and began unbuttoning the shirt.“You didn’t ask twice, Sire,” I pointed out, somewhat breathlessly. He gave me a sly grin“You are correct, Tova. My mistake. I will be careful not to accidently remind you in the future. I think punishing you will be very. . .” he paused and took a strand of my hair that had come loose from the braid and tucked it behind my ear. “. . . fun. I think we would both enjoy it.”I shuddered, not sure what he was talking about. I can’t imagine any scenario I would enjoy a punishment. I have been whipped many times in the past, the last whipping I almost didn’t survive. Punishments sounded horrid.I continued to undress, pulling off the shirt and the undershirt underneath, then untying the ribbon at my wai

ERIKI heard the antechamber door open and close, and I knew it was Birgir. He was the only one who would be brave enough to defy the guards and my orders. He was also smart enough to only do it when he knew it wouldn’t be an issue. Like now.He walked into the office carrying a paper wrapped parcel. He gave me a half bow and then handed Tova the package. “Thank you, Keeper,” she murmured. He bowed to her and she started tugging on the strings.“What is it?” I asked. I wasn’t sure how I felt about Tova receiving gifts from others.“It’s from Brunhild. She was making one of your illegitimates an outfit when I made the request for Tova’s clothing to her. She altered the boy’s clothing and had it fitted for Tova.” He looked at Tova who was opening the package with glee. “I have seen it and I liked it enough to tell her to make several more. Then I ran into Abot who told me that Tova is joining the march and that he was ordered to make sure she had clothing.” He shrugged. “B

TOVAI stood in front of Erik, unsure of what was going to happen. He was gently running his finger up and down my arm while looking at my naked body. I had goosepimples from just that touch and I could feel myself getting wet. I know Erik noticed because he smirked a little.He patted his lap. “Lay over the top of me,” he said, softly. I looked at his lap and then awkwardly lay across it, my waist over one of his legs. He tugged at me a little, lowering my head and my feet so that my rear was directly over his leg. I could feel his rod poking into my stomach, and I realized that he, too, was aroused.I heard the sharp intake of his breath and felt one of his hands on my back, holding me in place. His other hand rubbed my bottom in a circular motion. I was starting to relax; it felt nice. Then it stopped and a stinging slap was smacked on to me. I jumped and gasped.“No, Tova,” he said, gently. “When I am spanking you, you are not allowed to move or to make a noise. If yo

TOVATwo days later I was astride Bo waiting for Erik to join me. We were leading our convoy out of the castle walls to the lake where we would be taken across and the march for the war camp would begin. Several convoys had left prior with instructions to set up camp and to find food and supplies for us along the way. Behind my saddle was a pack with another set of clothing and food for myself for four days. I had two full skins of water and would have to find more as we traveled.I was in doeskin breeches with boots that came up almost to my knees. I had a long tunic over the top and a fur stole was around my shoulders to keep out the damp and chilly air. I had a longer cloak rolled up and tied behind my saddle for easy access if I needed it along the march. I was ready.Erik came riding up and pulled Troi in, bringing her aside me. I looked over at him and he nodded, urging her forward. Bo hated to follow and was eager to overtake the King, but I reined him in and we canter

ERIKWhere was she? How long could it possibly take to curry a mount? Granted, Bo had eight legs, but she should have been done by now. I was pacing back and forth inside my tent when I heard her voice outside.“Thank you, sir. I would not have found my sire’s tent without you.” I loosened the flap and opened it up. She was standing uncertainly in front of the tent. I frowned at her and gestured inside. She bowed her head and scurried in, and I fastened the tent again.I turned to her with a smile and then stopped. She was intentionally turning her head and I could tell that she was hiding something from me.“Tova,” I said sternly. She put her hand to her face and bowed her head in submission.“My lord?” she asked.I sighed. “Get on the bed,” I ordered. She gave me a wink but didn’t remove her hand from her face. She turned to walk to the bed and sat on the edge, leaning forward to unlace her boots. Her hair swung forward and covered her face. I stood in front of her an