3 comments/ 76443 views/ 31 favorites Arranged Marriage Ch. 01 By: reluctantromance Violet was storming mad, running as fast as she could for the stables. Once there she mounted her favorite horse, Lightening, and rode off. She would of course return, her father didn't even bother sending anyone after her, he knew she would be back. She always rode when she was mad, hurt, disappointed, or just needed time alone or time to think. He had just told her that she was to marry in a few days time, and it was arranged. Most people had broken with that tradition a few generations ago, but occasionally it was still needed in families to secure business partnerships or other business necessities. When Violet reached her favorite clearing deep within the woods she stopped Lightening and let him wander while she headed to the edge where she had constructed a lean to shelter, complete with a few creature comforts for her longer stays in the woods. She had never spent the night, but this time, she was tempted. "How could he do this to me?" she yelled at no one in particular, as she was all alone. She settled down and began to think. He had said the name of her future suitor, "David Kensington". What did she know about him?? She thought he was older, old enough she had never been interested in him, and since he lived a few towns over she hadn't seen him except at a few parties. Parties that she had quit attending years ago, or rather had started mostly hiding at. Dancing in some huge dress that barely afforded any movement to scope out some match, ha, not her idea of fun. All of the guys were dull and only there to try and find a wife so they could own them. It wasn't for her. After thinking about it for awhile she decided she had last seen him probably 5 years ago, at the last party she attended and actually participated at, and didn't really remember him as she was just 13 and he was an adult. She basked in the sun for awhile while hearing her mother's voice in her head, "Stay out of the sun, your skin will look like your a gardener, who will want to marry a worker?" Violet chuckled. It was likely her future husband also had no choice in the matter, so it didn't matter how tanned she was or how many freckles she had. He was stuck with her. A thought popped into her head just then. She could be the most horrible bride and wife the world had ever seen, make him so miserable he wouldn't want her and then maybe he would leave her alone. She didn't want a husband. She had seen what men do. Her father's manor was quite large, with a lot of nooks and crannies. She had seen what the stable boys and the maids did, it didn't generally look fun either, and there was no way she was letting David Kensington flip her skirts up and look at her legs, or anything else for that matter. As dusk began to creep up Violet mounted Lightening and headed home. Once there she took care of Lightening and brushed him and fed him. It was past the time any stable boys would stick around to care for any of the animals, and Violet didn't mind caring for Lightening, whom was her best and nearly only friend. When she entered the house through the doors by the stable she was greeted by her father's voice, "I'm glad you decided to come home." "Well, I guess I don't have much of a choice, but I don't agree with what you are making me do, and I will not go along silently. I will fight you and him any and every chance that I get." "He sent a letter for you, it is on your bed. The maids have packed what you will be taking with you. You will be leaving tomorrow morning, and married the following day. I have arranged for Lightening to go with you, but you are only to ride with permission, and not off of their grounds, if you violate that agreement Lightening will be returned here or sold." "They can't sell Lightening, he is mine!" "Once you marry he will belong to David, and all you need do is abide two simple rules and they will let you keep him, despite the fact that a lady shouldn't do nearly as much riding as you do, nor in the manner that you do. I would think you would consider yourself lucky that they are being this compliant at all. Now, get to bed, you have a long day ahead of you." Violet made her way to the kitchen to grab a quick snack as she had missed both lunch and dinner then to her room for her letter. "Violet, I do hope you are as excited as I am for our marriage. I remember seeing you at a few parties years ago, you were always so lively and vibrant. I look forward to formally meeting you in the morning when you arrive and I hope your journey is pleasant. I do apologize that this is so sudden for you, it is for me as well, but as I hear, necessary for certain business reasons for not only our families, but several others as well. I anxiously await our formal introductions, David Kensigton" Well, that didn't tell me much, she thought while munching on her apples. That night Violet slept quite fitfully and felt quite ill the next morning. Her stomach was full of knots and butterflies, or maybe bats even. She dressed and did her hair in as plain a manner as possible, not wanting to attract attention from anyone, especially David. When she came down for breakfast her parents were both waiting for her. It wasn't often that all three of them actually ate a meal together. They tried to cheer her up and encourage her that she would love David and being married, that it was like nothing else. She could only think of all the times her father had struck her mother, and didn't understand how they could expect her to "trust his judgement that David is a nice gentleman." She could barely eat and when breakfast was finely over was told a carriage from David's was waiting out front, Lightening would be fastened behind it, and all of her bags were packed. Upon arriving at the Kensington manner Violet was greeted by a butler, Giles, and told to follow him to dinner, she must be famished after such a long journey. The house was very dimly lit, and fairly sparsely decorated. Once she reached the dinning room Giles indicated she should sit in a particular seat, fairly far from the other diner, which she was sure was David. Why so far away she asked herself, then realized, she preferred it this way, she didn't want to be his friend or anywhere near him. "Your trip was decent?" "I suppose, I don't want to talk right now?" "Are you nervous for tomorrow?" "I said I didn't want to talk, so why would you ask me more questions? And, no, you don't need to answer that." David was saddened by this, apparently all of her vibrant liveliness was going to be directed at hating him. After he finished eating he waited until she appeared done then asked, "Shall I show you your room for the night?" "I suppose, I certainly don't want to spend the night socializing with you." "Violet, please, I see you are angry by this, but I did not arrange our marriage, and hating me won't fix anything, it will likely just make us both miserable." "I think it will make you miserable, but it will make me satisfied, I'm not anyone's puppet, and I'll make my own decisions." "I'm not going to tolerate a bad attitude from you, but please understand, I will do everything I can to make you happy, I just hope you decide to do the same for me." "Can you show me to my room, I already said I didn't want to talk." David walked off in the opposite direction and Violet followed, nearly running the first few steps to cross the dinning room and catch up with David. Once they had gone up several flights of stairs and made so many turns she was sure she would never make it back out on her own they arrived at a door. When he turned and opened the door he blocked her way for just a moment. "Violet, we will be married at 9 am tomorrow, someone will be in to help you prepare, but it is going to be a very small ceremony and fairly simple. Once we are married, all of your things will be moved into my room and we will share." "Yeah, sure, whatever, you're not touching me, and I'm not sharing a bed or a room with a complete stranger." "Would you like to spend some time together this evening and get to know me?" "I don't want to know you." She snarled as she brushed past him and into her room. Once she shut the door she began to cry, again, for probably about the 15th time that day. She barely had any freedom now, and once she was married, that would surely disappear altogether. Then she heard the knob turning and turned around to see the door opening. "I'm sorry...I didn't.....did I....why are you crying......I should go?" David stammered as he started to back away and shut the door. "Wait, what did you want?" "I was going to see if you wanted to go riding, you father said you loved to ride. I thought it might make you feel better." Violet looked up at him with tear filled eyes. Maybe he was nice after all. "Do you ride?" "Yes, I love to." "Ok, lets go then." They walked in silence back down the way they had come and then through a different door and out to where the stables were. "I had them put Lightening on the far end, next to Sun, she is my favorite. Would you like me to saddle Lightening for you, I'm sure all the stable boys have gone home by now." "I don't use a saddle." David was shocked by this and for a moment thought of telling her that such things were necessary, but figured he better not push his luck now that she was at least talking to him. Once on their horses they rode around the yards and then down into a little forested area. "Come, on, I want to show you the waterfall pond. It isn't far, and it's great spot for swimming, resting, and just relaxing, it's my favorite spot." She followed him down and in the moonlight saw a wonderful water fall that fell gently into a calm pool of crystal clear water. The area was surrounded by beautiful wild flowers and plenty of big rocks that looked perfect for laying and sitting on. David dismounted Sun and extended a hand to help Violet. She instead jumped down off Lightening on the other side and started smelling all of the wonderful flowers. "The full moon is really great, I love the way it reflects the water." David murmured trying to get Violet's attention. "It's beautiful here, I had a spot back home I would ride to, but we didn't have a waterfall and pond near our manor. It was a lovely clearing though." "Do you like swimming?" "I've never been, when I was little my sister drowned, my parents never let me near the water and always told me how dangerous it was." "Would you like to go in now, it's only waist deep, and I'll make sure nothing happens." "You can if you want, I just want to look at all of the stars." David walked down to the water's edge and then proceeded to take off the majority of his clothing, leaving only his underwear on before getting into the water." "Don't you think that is a little inappropriate?" Violet teased him. "Come tomorrow you'll see much more, so I don't see that there is much of a point in me getting all of my clothes sopping wet." Violet made herself comfortable on a rock, using some of his clothes as a pillow then retorted, "I might be marrying you, but I will not do those things that you expect of me, I don't know you, I don't think they would be fun, and I refuse." "Lets take it one step at a time then. I won't pressure you, I know you probably haven't been exposed to sex much, if at all. But, you will be my wife, so I'll expect you to at least be civil with me." "I don't want to be your wife, so I might not be civil with you. I didn't make these decisions. I wanted to grow old and maintain my independence and freedom, not get forced into some stupid marriage with a complete stranger that thinks he then has the right to do whatever he wants with me. And, you might be much larger than me, but know this, I will put up a fight, and if you ever hit me, I get even with you, and I will hit back." "Who said anything about my doing whatever I want with you or my hitting you. I would never do that. Where would you get such an idea? "My father." "He told you I would hit you?" David was truly puzzled by this, no wonder she was so cool to him, she was probably scared of him! "No, my father hits my mother. And, I've heard her pleading with him, but him still demanding that she do things, I'm not sure what though, I don't linger long outside their bedroom door. If he noticed he'd hit me too." "Your father hits you?" "Well, I guess not anymore, I'm too far away." Violet said with a chuckle. They stayed in silence, David swimming and diving around, Violet studying the stars, and occasionally, when she was sure he wasn't looking, David's body while he swam. After several hours David pulled himself up onto her rock and asked for his clothing back. When he realized she had dozed off, he took a moment to appreciate her beautiful dark brown hair and the way it curled all over her shoulders and down her back. Her full pink lips, and her perfect nose. Then he gently shook her by her arm and realized that was the first time he had touched her. Her skin was cool but silky smooth, and she smelled like cinnamon. "mmhmmmmmmmm What are you looking at? Let go of me!" She snarled as she yanked her arm out of his hand. "I'm sorry, I just wanted to wake you, I need my clothing is all." "Oh." Was all she said as she got up and began walking to Lightening. He was amazed when he saw her place both hands on the massive horses back and then jump all the way up and swing a leg over to mount him. She wasn't very tall at all, and Lightening was massive, her head was even with his back. He quickly ducked behind some bushes and shed his wet garments to dress in his dry ones. She was waiting when he came back and mounted his own horse. "Why were you so startled when I woke you up" "I wasn't startled, I was dreaming, and you ruined it." She lied. She thought in her sleepy delirium it was her father. He often worked late, but if he returned home and found out she had done anything remotely displeasing, in his opinion, he would storm into her room, wake her up, and then proceed to beat her. She had tried to fight back in her childhood, then he would just bring in some servants to hold her and then would explain that she would also be punished for fighting back. Back at the stables they each cared for their horses and then she followed him back into the house and to her room. "I'll be right across the hall, if you need anything, let me know." She entered her room and collapsed on the bed and went straight back to sleep. He on the other hand laid awake for quite awhile picturing how peaceful she had been at the pond and how beautiful she was when she had been sleeping. Then he thought about the horrors that she must have gone through as a child with such a horrible father. He made up his mind, that he would just have to be extra nice and hopefully she would someday very soon realize he was nice, and not some mean bastard like her father. The next morning the wedding took place. She looked magnificent in her dress and he couldn't wait to tell her so after the small reception and luncheon. She was mostly nervous and extremely anxious about how he would act once he "owned" her. She had enjoyed last night, it was so much fun, but couldn't let herself believe he was that person all of the time. After lunch David approached her and asked her to come upstairs with him. Her knees were like jelly, but she followed him. He opened their bedroom door, allowed her in and then shut it. "What are you doing? I don't think I want to be here." She managed to squeak out. "Well, I wanted to change out of my formal clothes, I thought you would want the same. I also wanted to ask why you tried to push me away during our wedding kiss." Her cheeks burned bright red, "I've never kissed before, and I told you, I don't want any of this." "Turn around so I can undo the buttons on your dress. Lets just get changed, then we can spend the afternoon getting to know each other some more." "Don't touch me, I'm not changing in front of you." "There is a screen in the corner, but I think you'll need help with the buttons is all." She turned around and allowed him to undo the buttons. He began at the top, and soon realized, she was not wearing a corset beneath her dress. Her skin, which he stroked while unbuttoning her dress was as silky smooth as her arm. He could feel his cock begin to twitch and stir. The buttons continued all the way down the back of the dress and ended just below her waist. When he finished he ran his hand up her back, and onto the base of her neck. She quickly turned around, holding her dress over her chest, "What are you doing? You are just like every other guy, you think because we're married now you can do whatever you want!" "I'm sorry, I couldn't help it, your skin is so soft and smooth, I'm so attracted to you. Please." She turned and disappeared behind the screen to change into a plain dress. When she re-emerged he was changed as well. "I'm going riding, by myself, don't try to follow me. I don't want to get to know you." "Wait, please, I'm sorry, why won't you even let me touch you?" "I've seen men touch women, it always seems like they get a lot more out of it, and I hardly know you." "Well, take some time to get to know me. You had fun last night, right? Let me have one of the cooks pack a dinner, we can go back to the pond, get to know each other and have a picnic dinner." "Alright, but don't touch me anymore." "I won't touch you without asking you, but I do want you to realize that I am very attracted to you, and I would love to be able to hold your hand or touch you. We don't need to have sex right away, but you will have to let that happen soon, as we will need to have children within a year or so of our marriage." "Meet me out there with the dinner, I want some alone time." "You can find it again?" "Yes, I remember exactly how to get there. And, I'm sure Lightening would too." With that Violet left and went to the stables to collect Lightening and ride back out to the pond and waterfall. On her way out however Lightening stepped into a prairie dog hole. He tumbled, miraculously not breaking his leg, but sending Violet hurdling from his back. She lay unconscious and bleeding from a gash just below her hairline above her left eye. When David reached the pond he didn't see her there and immediately went riding around in attempt to find her, assuming she just couldn't find it. When he came upon her lifeless body and the rock and grass covered in blood he feared the worse. As he rolled her over he saw that she was breathing, but was rather beat up, likely from tumbling over several rocks. He scooped her up and mounted Sun and rode back to the manor, Lightening followed. At the stables he sent a stable boy for the doctor and moved Violet into their new bed. Before the doctor arrived she began to stir. Her head was painful and she was somewhat disoriented, but seemed fine. "What happened?" She asked, wincing as she moved her forehead. "Lightening must have stumbled, I arrived at the pond and you weren't there, I went back looking for you. You were unconscious and bleeding. Lightening appears fine. The doctor is on his way now." Violet lay back and relaxed, trying not to move as that produces excess pain from the gash across her forehead. Various other locations throbbed as well. Her hands and knees were skinned and her left elbow and shoulder also hurt a great deal. When the doctor arrived he asked David to give him leave to make sure he could properly examine Violet. Once David left the doctor began examining the head wound and then informed her stitches would be needed. The other injuries were only minor and would heal with rest and relaxation. "Do you need someone to hold you or will you sit still for the stitches?" Arranged Marriage Ch. 01 "I think I can sit still, but can David come back in?" She asked meekly. The doctor went to the door and informed David that Violet would be fine, but wanted his companionship while getting stitches. David immediately went to her side and held her hand while the doctor began to sew the gash in her forehead. It hurt a great deal and she winced almost non-stop for the whole procedure, but never made a peep, and all the while squeezed David's hand tighter. He used his fee hand to stroke the back of her hand and arm, trying his best to perhaps distract her from the pain. After the doctor finished and left, telling her he would be back in about 10 days to remove the stitches she finally started to relax again. "My, look at me, I'm filthy!" Violet exclaimed looking at the dust and dirt on not only herself but her dress as well. "There is a bathing room connected to our room, if you'd like I could have the maids draw a warm bath for you." "Yes, I think that would be an excellent idea." David left for only a moment and quickly returned stating that her bath would be ready in about 30 minutes. "You've had quite the busy day; getting married, and then getting so injured, should we keep our picnic, and just do it in here?" David asked, trying to still get his quality time with Violet, but also trying to allow her plenty of rest after her ordeal. "Yes I'd like that." He had been so kind to her thus far, and seemed to truly care about her. She felt that she should at least get to know him before blatantly rejecting him. And, hey, they had already been married several hours and he hadn't hit her or forced himself upon her, so maybe he wasn't so bad after all! They sat in quiet waiting for her bath to be readied, and when he was brave enough to reach for her hand and hold it again, she didn't pull away, and instead returned the gesture by holding his hand as well. "Thank you, my dear." He said. "Hmmm, for what?" She questioned while looking his direction and then regretting her look of inquisition that pulled on her stitches. "For holding my hand, for wanting me here. I remember you from years ago, I thought you were so vibrant and lively, although, just a child. I'm glad you haven't lost those qualities, but it has made getting to know you seem nearly impossible at times. " "You remembered me? I didn't remember you, except that I had seen you a few times." "I remembered the various pranks that you played and set in motion at parties. You probably stood out quite a bit more than I did. Your bath is likely ready, I have a few things to attend to, I'll check in on you later. And, the doctor said you shouldn't sleep for awhile, that you may have a concussion, so don't take a nap." "Yes, come back when you can." With that she rose from the bed, with some difficult as her injuries protested her moving some limbs and went into the bathing room adjoined to their bedroom. The room was fairly small, but then it stayed warm much more easily that way. The tub was steaming and next to the fire, with more bricks in the fire if necessary. Violet crossed the room and started to unbutton her dress, luckily it was a front buttoned dress, for her shoulder seemed to have quite the reduced range of motion! She didn't wear a corset, but had a slip underneath and removed that as well as her pantaloons, stockings and shoes. She examined her knees and noted that they were rather skinned, and that her stockings were as well and perhaps passed mending. Her elbow and shoulder had already started to bruise. She dipped her toes in, and it was gloriously hot. She very slowly sank in and leaned the edge, relaxing and enjoying the soothing warmth on her injuries. She carefully washed her face and hair free of the blood that had dried there turning the water a slight brown color. She must have looked hideously with that much blood in her hair and on her face. She finished washing and then just relaxed and soaked. As the water was beginning to cool she heard a knock on the door. "Who is it?" She questioned. "It's David, I was wondering if you were alright, you've been in their awhile." "Yes, I'm fine, I'm nearly done, I'll be out in just a few minutes." After exiting the tub and drying herself she found the door for a wardrobe closet. It connected to the wardrobe in the bedroom. How genius, you could access all of your clothes from either room! She selected a nightgown since it was late and she had no intentions of leaving the bed room the rest of the day. She quickly dressed and then entered the bedroom to see that David had a small table moved into the corner and set with a candlelit dinner for two. "Oh, my, I guess I'm very under dressed for such an occasion." She said while giggling about wearing a nightgown. "You look magnificent, and there is no one here but me." He said as he pulled out a chair for her. The dinner was magnificent and the conversation so great they both ended up laughing until they almost cried. Most stories were recounted stories of the pranks she played at parties. After dinner it was quite late, as they had talked far more than they had eaten and the manor was quiet and most lights seemed to have been extinguished, based on the absence of glow on the lawns from outside their windows. "Shall we go to bed my dear, I think everyone else has." She would have agreed, being quite tired herself, but then she looked upon the ONE bed she was to share with him. He stare did not go unnoticed. "You are anxious?" "Yes." Was all she could manage to say. "Why is that, have I done or said something to cause you to fret?" "I've seen what married people do, and I've seen other people do the same things, and it doesn't look fun, for the women, and......." She started to cry slightly. He went to her and knelled, holding her upper arms in his hands and looking up into her face. "We don't have to do anything you don't want to do. It isn't always fun for the woman, but I've tried my hand at it before, and I've seen that it can be. Lets just get into bed, and at any point if you aren't having fun we can stop for the night. Is that a deal?" She nodded her head and slowly rose from the chair, with some help from him. He turned down the covers and undressed, leaving only his underwear on and climbed in after her. He rolled onto his side and supported his upper body on his forearm and looked down at her. She had stopped crying, but looked like she was now slightly afraid. He stroked the right side of her face with his other hand and then kissed her. She felt his lips on hers. His were so warm and seemed to be as soft as velvet. She hadn't really kissed him earlier, when the priest said to. She backed away before his lips had barely grazed her and then glared at him as if she could turn him to stone. But, this wasn't all that bad. She noticed that it made her whole body almost tingle. He slowly moved his hand down from her face and onto her chest. She had her nightgown on, but through it he could feel her supple breast, just enough for a handful, the perfect size. When he reached her chest she froze and quit kissing him back. He pulled his face back slightly, leaving his hand in place, to gently massage her breast and draw out her nipple. "Are you ok?" He asked. "I....I....I....I'm....f..fine. That's inappropriate." She managed to say. "Should I stop, or does it feel good." She laid there contemplating this for a few seconds. It was something that WOULD be inappropriate if this weren't her husband, and it did feel good. Finally she shook her head 'no'. He leaned back down and began kissing her again. After he found her nipple and concentrated on massaging that, as best he could through her nightgown she began to moan slightly while still kissing him. "You can touch me to, if you want." He offered. With that invitation she reached up to touch his shoulder. She had never been this close to a man before, and their muscles had always intrigued her somewhat. His shoulder was hard, and had exquisite muscle definition that she could trace with her small and delicate hand. He resumed kissing her and she soon began to explore his back with her hand, it offered more of the same chiseled muscle as his shoulder had. He slowly began to move his hand down her small round tummy which he noticed caused her to make a slight sigh as if disappointed he was through with her breast. He moved lower though and then let his hand linger just below her belly on her pubic bone in between her ilia. She didn't seem to disapprove so he slowly moved his hand as low as he could then began to pull her nightgown up some. He eventually met with resistance as she was laying on it. "Can I take your nightgown off of you, or perhaps push it up some?" She couldn't believe he would ask such a thing. Although this was a lot of fun, being naked was a whole other can of worms! He realized he was perhaps pushing his luck, but without taking off her nightgown he would not be able to ever get anywhere. Finally she answered, "My nightgown, but not my camisole or panties." At least that didn't leave her completely naked! She lifted her legs some as he bunched up the material and then sat up so he could gently pull it over her head. He marveled at how beautiful she looked, bathed in moonlight coming in the window, then quickly resumed kissing her. Meanwhile his penis was beginning to be rock hard and he was laying in a fairly awkward position to keep from poking her with it. But, he thought that if she noticed it she would surely decide she wanted to stop. As he leaned to kiss her she placed her hand back upon his shoulder. It felt so lovely, she was mostly just stroking him and swirling her fingers around, but it was magnificent. He used his free hand to again stroke her body and despite her having kept her panties on he did manage to get his hand in between her thighs somewhat. He was so close, yet so far far away! "Open your legs some." He spoke in much more of a questioning tone than a demanding tone. She obeyed, she had never felt like this, she was flushed, she had a sense of longing and urgency between her legs she didn't know existed and thus far, she was having fun. He moved his hand down her thighs and began to stroke them on the tops and inside, making long slow circles, and getting ever closer to her sweet spot. He finally began to rub his hand between her legs on the crotch of her panties and found that she was monstrously wet. Since she was clearly he enjoying herself he made the bold move of slipping his hand inside her panties and stroking her labia until her found her clitoris and began massaging it with altering pressure in a circular motion. She began moaning through their kisses once more. After several minutes he broke away from their kiss. "Would you be willing to take your panties off now? It can be even more fun. If you want, I'll take my underwear off as well." She blushed redder than a lobster and he immediately regretted asking. She was a lady, despite her riding horses and pranks she pulled at parties years ago, she was a lady. "Ok." was all she said as she moved to take off her own underwear, and then "camisole too?" He couldn't believe his luck! She was offering to remove her own clothing now! "Yes, if you would please." Was all he could muster. He slipped off his underwear, careful not to offend her with his now pre-cum dripping erection and she removed her camisole and panties. With her nipples free he immediately began to kiss and nip at them while still massaging her clitoris. It wasn't long before her legs and tummy were twitching and her breathing had grown ragged. After a few more minutes her whole body began to shudder and then she went limp. "What happened?" She said with a most contented sigh. "You had an orgasm. It's what happens during sex, and sometimes before or after, for the lady if it is done right." "Oh" Was all she could say. She had surely never seen a woman experience anything that could be that much fun. "So, do you think you would want to try sex, your first time might not be that fun, I've heard it can be somewhat painful, but I can try." She thought about this, and then decided that she might as well try it, perhaps it would be fun. He then slipped a finger into her vagina and began thrusting while still putting some pressure on her clitoris with his thumb. "Ow, that hurts," she screeched and tried to push his hand away when he attempted to add a second finger. "I'm sorry. " And then she interrupted. "What are you doing anyways, I've spied on servants and seen plenty of things, this I don't believe is one of them." She said in an accusatory tone. "I'm trying to ease you into sex, but I don't have to." With that he rolled more on top of her, and began to kiss her again. His hand found her breast and he massaged it and toyed with her nipple then he reached down to guide his penis into her extremely wet vagina, then went immediately back to her breast and nipple as he slowly began to ease into her. At first she felt him inside her, like she had his fingers, then quickly she felt more and more of him. It began to hurt some and then it started to hurt a lot and she started to tear up. But, at the same time, she loved the sensations in her breast and of kissing him and quickly decided it could possibly be an even trade. He began to moan as he moved up and down and she could fell him moving in and out of her. And, soon the pain subsided and it mostly felt neutral. He buried his head in the crock of her neck and kissed her some then eventually trembled all over as his rhythm became irregular and then he stopped, nearly collapsing on top of her. He felt nice and warm, and then she itched between her legs. When she moved to scratch she realized there was liquid everywhere. "Why is it wet?" She asked, it was not liquid, but more gooey. "That's fine, since you were a virgin you likely bled some, and when a man orgasms he spurts what is called semen from his penis also, when a woman is aroused she secretes fluids as well. There is a covering over the regular sheets to protect them from staining from the blood, and the other fluids won't stain the sheets." Then he reached for a cloth on the bedside stand and used that to clean both him and her off some. "Was it ok?" He asked her. "The before part was more fun. Sex wasn't, and it hurt." "I'm sorry, next time it shouldn't hurt as much, or perhaps not at all." He answered, sorry that he had caused her discomfort, although he had gone very slow and tried to be as gentle as possible. "What do you mean, 'next time.'?" She asked, slightly angry that he would think she would do this again after it wasn't fun, and he said it would be. "Married couples have sex often, it's how they get kids. I know it hurt this time, but I'll make sure you orgasm before again, and since you won't be a virgin you might even orgasm during as well." She started to cry some. Marriage was turning out to quite possibly be everything she feared, with a husband that expected to get what he wanted all of the time. He laid down next to her, on her uninjured side, and pulled her close to him and giving her a kiss on her forehead and a few gentle strokes on her arm said, "I won't make you do anything you don't want to, and I won't hurt you. I think I may even love you." She laid there in his arms contemplating her future with him. And almost dreading the next time he would want her to have sex with him. Arranged Marriage Ch. 02 Violet awoke the next morning with David still wrapped around her. She gently moved him off of her so he wouldn't wake up then tip toed into the adjoining bathroom. She hurt between her legs, she was sure from the sex last night, but also hurt in many other places from her fall off of Lightening. She was delighted to see that a bath was drawn and there were warming stones in the fire. She added them to the tub and a few minutes later got in. She once again had to scrub dried blood off - this time from having sex. 'If I keep having to scrub blood off everyday I'm running away and joining the circus' she thought jokingly. Then she remembered David's words the nights before. He had said he wouldn't hurt her, or make her do anything she didn't want to do, but he also said that they would be having sex again, and often. She shuddered as she remembered hearing her mother beg her father to leave her alone, that she didn't want to have sex with him, that it hurt. A few times as a child and then again as a teenager she had peered through the lock on their bedroom door. Her father always behind her mother, slapping her bottom and pushing against her and away. Well, at least David hadn't spanked her last night, that was some small comfort. She was still soaking her wounds when she heard the door open. "Violet, good morning, I see you've stolen my bath. Do you mind if I join you?" "Your bath?" "Yes, they always have it ready for me, I find it helps wake me up and I feel better all day when I've had a bath." "Oh, sorry, I guess I don't mind." She whispered as she drew her legs up to her chest to cover as much of her body as possible. She hoped it looked more like she was trying to give him room. "No need to be sorry, I'd be more than happy to share." He said as he smiled and started to climb in. She saw him naked, this time, she hadn't seen him completely naked before. He looked weird, all men looked weird though, with their testicles and penis. She did notice it didn't seem hard. "What?" He asked. "Hmmmm?" "You are staring at me, specifically my genitals. I suppose, you've maybe never seen them before though, have you?" "I've seen them." She blushed as red as a rose, "I mean, I've seen things, people think they are alone, and they aren't always, and I've seen sex before, and I've seen men. Yours looks different though." "I'm not hard, all the way. When a guy gets excited, sexually, it gets hard, and sticks out. Otherwise it's fairly small, and just, well hangs there." She didn't say anything else, instead she decided she should probably finish washing up and leave. She didn't want him getting excited. He scooted his feet on either side of her butt and sunk his head into the water then came back up. She was mortified that he would get that close to her, although, he had already asked to sit in the tub naked with her. After having gotten his hair wet he proceeded to wash it and then rinsed it in the same fashion he had gotten it wet before. "You haven't moved since I got here. Do you still need to wash, or am I interrupting a leisurely soak?" "A bit of both. I need to do my hair, but....." "You don't really want to be naked in front of me, do you?" "Not really." "Spin around, I'll wash it for you, then you can keep covered up some." She didn't say anything just did as he had said. She felt him soaping her hair, and massaging it as it was already quite wet. When he was done he held her head as she lowered it into the water and then he rinsed it thoroughly. After she sat up he rang it out some. "Will you be staying with me, or going?" "I think I'll go." She said as she reached for a towel on a stand next to the tub and tried to cover herself with it as much as possible while standing up and not getting it wet. Once she had the towel around her she got out of the tub and returned to the bedroom to dress. She was in the middle of combing her hair when he entered. He had already shaved, done his hair, and dressed. "Would you like me to wait for you, then we can go down for breakfast. After that I have to get off to work though." "Only if you aren't in a hurry." She answered as she continued to brush and then pull some back from her face to tie with a ribbon. After that they got up silently, and went down to breakfast. They didn't say much through breakfast either. His parents were there and they chatted on about the latest gossip and occasionally asked Violet a question about how she was getting on. "Violet, will you walk me out?" David asked her. She got up and left with him. They walked out to the yards by the stable. "Your cut is healing nicely. Do you plan to ride today?" He asked her. "Yes, I like the pond you showed me." "My mother has some social gatherings planned today so you can meet some people in town. You'll need to be here, and please, not smelling like horse, for those. I'll be back for supper." As he finished he bent down to kiss her and she ducked. He grabbed her arms in both his hands so he could bend down and whisper, "Violet, I know you don't like being told what to do, but it is proper to kiss your husband when he leaves for work." "I think you know as well as anyone that I don't always go along with what is proper. Now, take your hands off of me or I will skip your mother's social gatherings." He let her go, but with a hurt look in his eyes. She almost felt sorry for hurting him like that, but she surely didn't like that he had grabbed her by her arms. He bent down to kiss the top of her head then turned around and headed down the driveway into town. She was about to enter the stable to see Lightening when her mother started calling her from the door. "Violet, Violet dear, can you come here?" Her name was Julianna, and for being in her early 40s she was still drop-dead gorgeous. She had a slender body, and large breasts, full pink lips, and emerald green eyes. Violet approached her, still unsure weather she liked her or not. "I've arranged for a tailor to come today to measure you. I've noticed that a lot of your dresses seem very plain. You need some better every day dresses, and perhaps a gown or two. After that we are to have lunch with some friends of mine so they can meet you. This afternoon I haven't anything planned, so you'll be free to do what you wish, but you'll need to stay indoors. You are so tanned, and there are a number of parties coming up in one to two months. I hope if you stay indoors you will look respectable and not like a field hand by then. Hopefully you won't get too bad of a scar from your fall. And that is another things, you can't go to parties with such a horrid gash on your face, what if you were to fall again. No, riding is out of the question." Violet made up her mind, half way through the day's plans that she didn't like Julianna, but by the end of her lecture, she thought she may even hate her. She seemed like a tough lady, but that just meant that she wasn't one you fight with, she is one you dodge, thought Violet. She came inside to play puppet for the first part of the day - but she swore that by the afternoon she would be sunning herself on the rock by the pond. The tailor came and measured and then sat with Violet and Julianna for quite sometime going over patterns of what to make. Violet seemed to have no say-so in anything she would be wearing and eventually quit trying to voice her opinion on anything. After that, six ladies arrived for lunch, three younger, around her age, and three older. The three older ladies were friends of Julianna's and the younger three were their daughters or daughters. At lunch they sat in separate rooms. The younger ladies were all very interested to hear all about Violet, and commented several times how lucky she was to be with such a gorgeous gentleman as David. Violet thought the conversation was dull, and was rather glad her mother had stopped trying to force luncheons on her years ago after she started sitting on the floor in the middle of the room and refusing to sit at the table. She had gotten away with so much with her mother, and with her father. Well, she had been beaten by him, but he still quit trying to force her into society. She just wasn't sure about her new surroundings so she didn't try to push the limits just yet - too much anyways. After lunch she went to the stables to retrieve Lightening and ride to the pond. She pulled up her skirt and took off her shoes and stockings and splashed her feet in the water while laying back on the rock with a hat over her face. She didn't want to get into too much trouble for going out after she had been specifically told not to. After awhile she heard hoof beats in the distance. It was David. "My mother is quite furious with you. She went looking for you and when she couldn't find you anywhere in the house one of the maids said she had seen you go to the stables. She checked, and when she found Lightening was gone she knew you had run off. Apparently she told you to stay in so you don't get too much sun." Without removing the hat over her face Violet replied, "I have a hat, I'm not getting sun, so she need not worry so." "Violet, she can be mean, do not cross her. She wouldn't hit someone like your father would, but she will dream up far worse things. If she can't control you she will control the environment to control you. At best, she would send Lightening back to your parents, at worst, I'm not sure." Violet began to cry as she stood up. "I'm stuck here, not knowing anyone, with no friends and she would do that? I love to ride, I ride almost everyday." "I'll talk to her, but for now, you need to come home, and apologizing might help. This arrangement and the timing was rather sudden, and it isn't fair for you to have to move so far away. But, she is trying to help you to meet people and do what she thinks is best." Violet mounted Lightening who had wondered over next to her and followed David back to the stables. At dinner nothing was said about her disobeying Julianna, but Julianna still glared at her and made it clear that she was quite angry that Violet would disobey her. After dinner David took Violet to the library in hopes that she could maybe find a book or something that she could use to occupy her time now that she wouldn't be riding anymore. "I see you found a few, have you read them before?" "No, but they look well read and a little used so somebody must have found them good." "Come, it's getting late, shall we go to our room. We can sit by the fire and get to know each other some more." Violet followed him back to their bedroom. She set the books on her vanity and then sat in the remaining chair by the fire place, David already having sat in the other. "Do you do any crafts? Crochet, needle point?" He asked. "I do some, more so in the winter, on the days when it is too cold to ride. I suppose I should take that up again, give me something to do." David reached over and put his hand on top of her lap, holding her hand. "Thank you for trying to please my mother. She can be difficult, but she is also a very nice lady when you don't cross her." "I don't feel I have much of a choice. I didn't have a choice in any of this, and I hate it." With that David got up and knelt at her feet, taking both of her hands in his. "Come now, do you really think you can make such judgements after only having been here for two days?" She shook him off and stood up. "I'm going to bed." "Would you want to have sex, I thought about you a lot today......." "No!" She abruptly answered. She wasn't sore as she had been this morning, but she had no intention of repeating the night before. She changed into her nightgown behind the screen while he undressed and when she came around he was already in bed. "I said no." "I know, but I'd still like to go to bed. And, I also had an offer for you." "What's that?" "Let me give you another orgasm or two." "Do you have to ask me such things, it seems lewd and crass." "Oh, I'm sorry if I offend thy lady. I won't ask anymore." Violet climbed into bed and was quickly enveloped in David's arms. He kissed her and it was good. His lips so soft and his tongue was so warm. She kissed him back, and then he began to caress her neck and chest. Soon he pulled away. "Would you mind if......never mind......" "What?" "I was going to ask something, but I don't want you to think I'm lewd." He said with a smile as he ran his hand down her body until he reached the bottom of her nightgown and began to lift it up. She allowed him to undress her. Once she was naked he immediately took advantage of the situation sucking on one of her nipples and toying with the other with his hand. "I said no sex though, and I meant it." "Ok, if you say no, I'll stop everything, and we can go to bed. But, so far, you seem to be enjoying yourself." She didn't respond, and he leaned back in to kiss her again. He toyed with her nipple and then moved his hand down and rubbed her thighs and mound. When she started to moan slightly he moved his hand between her legs, and to his surprise she opened them to allow him access. He rubbed her slit through her panties and then slowly removed them, without asking. She didn't resist though. Once they were off, he knelt between her legs and began to kiss her slit, quickly finding her clitoris. Once she was was beginning to twitch some he inserted two fingers into her vagina and stroked her G-spot. She quickly came while shuddering and twitching her entire body. He moved back up on the bed and began kissing her again. She put her arm around him some and began to stroke his back and shoulder. He, again, played with her nipple some and had her moaning all over again. He shifted to be more above her. She knew what he was going to do next. He slowly lowered himself onto her and inserted his penis into her vagina. Surprisingly, it didn't hurt. He began to pump in and out slowly. It still didn't feel good, just neutral to her. To him, she felt like smooth satin, and perfect. "But your legs around me." Despite the fact that she found that even more lewd than his questions, she complied. The sex immediately felt better. He also resumed toying with her nipple and kissing her neck and face. Soon she was moving her hips to meet his thrusts. She could feel his penis inside her, stroking her, and it felt so wonderful. Before long she began to orgasm again, this time taking him with her. After their orgasm he lay on top of her, not moving for a few seconds. Then he rolled to the side, and pulled her to him in one motion. He kissed her some more, and she kissed him back. "Violet, I love you." He hoped she would tell him that she loved him too, but figured she probably wouldn't. "Do you love me because of the sex?" She asked, in an accusatory tone. "No, I love you because you are wonderful, but the sex is a nice bonus." At that they fell asleep, her in his arms, thinking that maybe things weren't so bad, at least with David.