There was a gentle breeze rustling through the foliage of the Arkhan forest, helping to spread the summer-warmth.
For days, Alyssa Gillmor, Paladin of the Holy order of Amroth, had escorted the local Duke's son, Edmund Borthani, towards what was going to be the young nobleman’s own Small Township. It certainly hadn't been an easy trip. Well, not at first, anyway. The young nobleman, just a few months short of his 14th birthday, was not a man used to taking orders from anyone but his father, and at the start of the journey, had been very difficult to deal with.

Edmund was a short boy, with white hair and a slender-built frame. He worn silken clothing, blue and white, and hanging off his belt was a small picture of his family crest - the Blue Dragon. He had nearly thrown a fit when she had told him about two weeks ago to hide his jewels in the bag on his horse, since they couldn't afford to attract any unwanted attention. After some begrudging convincing, he agreed.
Of course, there had been some perils on the way. After all, if Edmund would perish, the noble house of Borthani would perish, and their lands would be for the taking of any nearby lords and kingdoms. But thankfully since she'd saved Edmunds life a week ago, from some very dishonest bandits, he'd been much easier to work with - indeed, he had been almost pleasant to travel with!

Alyssa herself was a woman that many called Truly Beautiful. Long, blonde hair, tall body, curvy in, as they say, just the right places. She had wide hips, and a most large and ample bosom. The white armor, paired together with the red velveteen cloths that hung from certain places, made her look even more regal than before. More than a few men had wailed in despair as she became inducted into the order of Amroth - for they accept only maidens, and the women stay such until they leave their corporeal form, to ascend and fight evil alongside Amroth himself!
Therefore, Alyssa had been an obvious choice for traveling companion and bodyguard for the young lord, for her prowess with a blade - as well as her calm mannerisms - was well-known to many.

"Alyssa?" said young Edmund, his formerly oh-so-bratty voice sounding respectful. "Can we stop for the day, and proceed with our journey tomorrow?" 
"Of course, my lord." she said calmly, her soft-spoken voice sounding just as calm as ever. "But I must ask: any special reason why?"
"Err...No reason." responded the young lad, his voice betraying himself - he was hiding something.

Even so, Alyssa did not say anything, and stopped her brown horse in its tracks. Edmunds white horse followed, and stopped as well. Both the young nobleboy and the Paladin dismounted, and Alyssa led the horses to a tree, tying them comfortably next to it.

"My lord, would you mind gathering some of the nearby wooden sticks for firewood?" she asked him.
"I guess I can do that." he responded, the spoiled nature of him showing itself for just a moment, before settling down again.

As the slender boy scurried around the area, picking up sticks and other small firewood, Alyssa kept her eyes closely on the surroundings, while occasionally finding that her gaze had drifted to Edmund. There was something about that boy, something about his looks and the way he behaved that made a small warmth appear inside her chest. She had reflected on this feeling for a while, and she more than suspected that she felt some kind of love for the young lad, which confused her slightly.
After all, not only was she a maiden, she had never really felt any certain attraction towards neither men nor women. Perhaps it was the security that she felt while being around the young lad that showed itself? She shook her head softly to herself. It mattered not how she may or may not feel about Edmund, as long as she kept those emotions in check. 'The thought is not the same as the action'. One of the many different rulings and sayings of the Order of Amroth, which she had begun to understand better during this journey.

Soon, Edmund had collected a small pile of wood and sticks. As the Paladin was starting up the fire, she thanked him, and told him that she appreciated him helping out. This, in turn, led to the nobleboy looking away with a small blush on his face, while putting up a brash front, saying it was nothing at all.
A few short hours later, and night was slowly beginning to descend, throwing its long, darkened hand around the woods. As the darkness grew, the young boy sat closer and closer to the Paladin. She knew he was scared of the dark, even though he had never told her such. From the bag that had been strapped onto her horse, she had taken out a bottle of water, and bread to go with it.
She tore off a piece of the bread, and handed the bigger part to Edmund. He accepted the bread eagerly, and wolfed it down.

"You know, I lied before." said the Nobleboy, as he finished up the bread. "There actually was a reason why I wanted to stop here."
"I suspected as much, my lord." answered Alyssa, thinking that she had - of course - been right. However, the Young nobleman ignored her words, as he continued on.
"Since we started this little trip, I have seen much, and learned a lot. I learned that I really loathe bugs. I learned that I have so much more to learn about the people and the plights." he said, his voice sounding like something of a mixture between humbled and nervous. "But most of all..I learned that I really, really like you."
"I..Like you too, my lord."
"No, you don't get it. I really, REALLY like you. One could almost say that I..love you."

As she heard those words, Alyssa turned her gaze towards the young lord in shock, her eyes widening in surprise. Her calm exterior had cracked down for a moment, as she collected herself. 
"My lord?"
"I couldn't stand you at first, but then you started making sense, then you became much less irritating, then pleasant, thenIdontevenknowwhathappenedbut..." he was beginning to ramble, his nervousness shining out like the beacon of a lighthouse on a stormy night.
"Edmund!" she said in a stern voice, which made the boy stop his words suddenly. "I...understand your emotions towards me. But it doesn't matter how you feel about me, or how I feel about you, it cannot happen."

For a few moments, time seemed to stand still, before a small smile spread on the nobleboys lips.
"How you feel about me?" he said mischievously. "Tell me, Alyssa...How DO you feel about me?" he asked her, as he moved closer, placing his hand on hers. She withdrew her hand, feeling her heart almost skip a beat, and thumping faster.
"I am..I am very fond of you, Edmund. I did not think much of you at first, to be honest, but during our travels, I saw much of the man you will become, and even more so of your noble side, and I suppose that...that you somehow found your way into my heart." Her words didn't have their usual calmness. Instead, they sounded nervous and more honest than anything she'd said in her life before this moment.

Silence once more laid heavy in the air, as they sat close to one another. The young nobleman had a slightly smug smile on his mouth, while he looked into the campfire. The Paladin looked into the fire as well, but her expression was slightly more nervous and worried than the boys.

"So...You like me, and I like you." Edmund said, in a "matter-of-factly" tone of voice.
"Indeed."
"Well then! Here goes nothing!" he exclaimed in a rushed voice, as he stood up and softly grabbed Alyssa's head, turning her towards him, before locking his small lips around her softer, larger ones. His small tongue was quick, and found its way into her mouth quickly, where it poked, prodded and explored eagerly.
Taken by surprise, the female Paladin was in shock for a few moments, before she pushed the boy away, placing one hand over her mouth. Edmund fell gently to the grassed ground, as her mind raced with thoughts. She had not only been kissed, which was an offense to the Order - a minor one, but an offense none the less -but she had found herself enjoying the kiss!

The young nobleman looked at her, with a hurt expression on his face. The fall had been gentle, but Alyssa could easily guess what was hurting him, and try as she might, she simply could not stand him looking like such. It felt like a cold dagger had pierced through her heart.
Swiftly, she pulled the boy against her, embracing him. Edmund was surprised, but he more than returned the embrace, as he suppressed a few, small sobs. Alyssa found her face buried in his silvery-white scalp, and she couldn't help but sniff his hair quietly as they sat there, embracing one another by the fire-side. Even though they had spent much time in the woods, he smelled good, like morning dew, mixed with perfume.

As his sobbing died down, he released the embrace and looked into her eyes. "Look, I'm not supposed to...To have any kind of...relationship, with someone. It's against the rules of my order, and if I break them, I will be forever and outcast, and can never go back." she said, surprised at how saddened she felt by this fact.
"Is there...is there any way that you can have....relations with me, and still keep your vows?" asked Edmund, his voice sounding like it was nearly begging her.

She pondered on his words for a while, contemplating on the words she had read so many times in the Book of Amroth. "There are a few special circumstances, but those would mean that I'd have to...Punish you, in a very specific way."
"Please...whatever it is, I will endure it. I never want you to leave my side, and I would do anything for it to be so!" pleaded the nobleboy.

She smiled at his words, and leaned her head in closer to his, and once more their lips met - but this time, Alyssa's tongue met with Edmund's, as they danced around in an erotic, passionate dance. She felt intoxicated by him, she felt herself wanting more, as she slowly broke off ths kiss, and whispered into his ear. 
"Take off your clothes, my lord~." 
Her words sounded oh-so-seductive, as she released him from the embrace, and stood up. She began disrobing, first letting her chest-plate falling to the ground, followed by the armguards and  armored boots. Then, she let the red cloth covering her lustrous breasts fall down, revealing her large mounds to the warm summer breeze. The only piece of clothing she retained was the red, almost silky loin-cloth, covering her neathers as it fluttered about softly.

Edmund had stared at her, feeling lost for words, until he was snapped back to reality. Quickly, he took off his belt, and threw his sapphire-blue shirt to the ground, quickly followed by his pair of small boots and his white, silken pants, revealing his naked boyhood to her. His slender frame had a few hints of muscle on it, and much to Alyssa's facination, she found his small member quite adorable. She kneeled down, her face being level with Edmund's, as she smiled warmly.
"Would you like to touch them, my lord?" she asked him teasingly.
The young noble merely nodded, and slowly placed his hands onto her flesh, slowly caressing her large mounds. His small dick stood erect, straining against the foreskin that held the glands back, and twitching as he began breathing heavily. "T-They are...So soft..." he said, sounding astonished.

She snickered, as a small blush spread across her face. Leaning in, she gave him a quick kiss on his cheek, as she slowly moved her lips down, kissing the nape of his neck, then teasing one of his nipples with her tongue, as one of her slender hands gently started caressing the hairless ballsack of the young lord. As her fingers met his soft pouch, a surprised gasp escaped Edmund's lips.
Soon, she continued moving her head down, kissing his navel, then, kissing the tip of his cock. It tasted of salty pre-cum, and reminded her a little of a sweet drink she had tasted in her childhood. Without wasting another moment, she slowly let her lips slide down along the length of his small boyhood, which was met with more gasps and startled moans from the boys mouth. Her tongue worked over his tip, and she bobbed her head up and down, making loud, lewd noises. Not long after, the young boy grabbed hold of her head, and pressed his hips against her face, as he came into her mouth.
Streams of hot, thick semen shot into her warm mouth, as she hungrily gulped it down, and kept on suckling his member like there was no tomorrow! As her lips parted, and she drew back her head, she too breathed heavily, as she embraced him. To her surprise, he kissed her once more, their tongues again dancing around lewdly and lovingly. As she broke the kiss, a strand of saliva hung between their lips.

"T-That...that was..." Edmund began, but Alyssa simply put her finger towards his lips. 
"Sssch...Now, my lord...Now, it's time for your punishment~”, she said with glee, her formerly controlled facade now broken into a lustful expression. "Get down on all fours."
Eagerly, the young noble did as he was told, standing on all fours with his ass in the air. "Perfect!" uttered the female Paladin, as she leaned down towards his shapely rear, and gently trailed a finger along his crack. She leaned in, and spread his buttocks wide, exposing his pink hole to her.
"A-Alyssa, What are-Aahn~!" he exclaimed in surprise, as she put her lips against his soft pucker, and began licking around his hole, even gently suckling on it. As she did, the boy resumed his moans of pleasure, even when she forced her tongue into his tight ring. Soon, her tongue was exiting and entering his anus again and again, tongue-fucking him as he shook beneath her.

As she withdrew her tongue, she could her Edmund whimper. "Oh, just hold that pose, my lord...I will soon give you another pleasant punishment!" she said, her voice nearly cracking from all the excitement she felt. She quickly opened her bag, and took out a strange device.
It looked like a pair of women’s underwear, with a small nub on the inside. On the out part of the front however, was another thing. A long, darkened rod, easily 7-8 inches in length, stood from it, and it was shaped like the male Love-spear.

Feeling almost rushed, she took of her loincloth, only to quickly put on the strange device. The nub on the inside rubbed up against her wet cunt, as she adjusted it. She kneeled down behind the boy, who hadn't seen what she was now wearing, and she spat in her hand. Gently, she forced one of her fingers into Edmund's saliva-coated hole, pushing it all the way to the base of her hand.
In response to this, the slender boy made a startled noise, and his pink ring tightened around her finger. Alyssa chuckled, and raised her free hand, slapping his smooth, shapely buttocks with it. 
"So, this is how you get off, is it? Letting an older woman Finger you, and slapping you like a dumb mare?" she said, her voice sounding soft, yet somehow also intense.
"N-Nnnnghhhhoo~" he tried to respond. "I-I-Iiiaaah~!" 
"Oh, don't lie to me! Not only are you moaning like a Street-harlot, your ass clamps down so lovingly on my finger every time I slap you ass. You know, like such!" she exclaimed as she once more slapped his ass, sending a surge of pain and pleasure throughout his slender body.
She slid out her finger from him, and began to rub the tip of the device between his cheeks. "Tell me how much you want it, Harlot! Or would you rather I stopped?"
"P-Pleasedon'tstop" he whispered out, his voice shaky and soft.
"Speak up!" she said as she teasingly ran her finger along his spine.

"P-Please....Don't stop!" he uttered, as his fingers dug into the grassy ground beneath him. This made Alyssa's grin widen even more,, as her fingers dug into his soft buttocks, and she impaled his tight, saliva-ridded hole with her large rod, pushing it in inch by inch, slowly, as to let him get used to its size.
Once the entire length of the leathery rod was planted inside the young noble, she stoked his hair, and whispered into his ear. "You're doing so good...So, so good...Now, I'm going to fuck you like a Stud fucks his mare, got it~?" she asked him. Edmund was shaking softly, and he panted heavily - so heavily, that he did not dare to speak, merely nod in response. 
"Good boy~!" she said lovingly, as she slowly moved her large hips back, only to slam back into him again, making a loud slapping noise, bundled together with his startled yelps and soft whimpers. She kept up this motion for a while, pushing into a spot inside of him that sent waves of pleasure and pain throughout his entire slender body.

Then, she began picking up her pace, grabbing hold of his hips, as she pumped the leathery member in and out, in a rhythm that was steady and strong. At the same time, the small nub inside the "undergarments" rubbed strongly against her wet pussy, sending surges of pleasure through her curvy body as well. 
"O-Ohhh, yesss~...You move so well, my little Harlot!" she lovingly exclaimed, as she laid part of her body-weight onto his back, her large breasts pushing against him. Slowly, she let one of her hands wander downwards, until it found his dick. It stood erect, almost more so than before. Gently, she grasped it with her hand, and began stroking him in unison to her fucking.

Slowly, she lifted him up with her other hand, and at the same time, she laid down on the grass. As she thrusted her hips up and down, something deep within the Nobleboy, some instinct or otherwise, prodded his mind and body, and he began pushing his ass back against her as she pushed up.
Surprised, but certainly not unsatisfied by this, she laughed out between her own panting, and began rubbing his cock even harder than before! She never wanted that moment to end, never wanted to stop seeing his lithe frame writhe in pleasure beneath her - but she could feel something coming closer and closer, and it was a feeling she'd never felt before. 

And then, it hit her, hard and sudden - Her first Orgasm! It made her gasp, again and again, and she almost screamed out due to the immense pleasure that surged through her like a lightning bolt! Her hips shook harshly - so harshly in fact, that the Leathery rod inside of Edmund ass prodded against his prostate again and again and Again! So, naturally, he came as well, biting down hard on his lower lip as his ass tightened around the artificial member buried in him, as his dick let loose another salvo of sticky, white cum in the air.

As their Orgasms die down, Alyssa leans up, and embraced the young lord from behind, kissing the back of his neck, as they both breathe heavily, and her rod still well inside of his ass. For a moment, she was overcome by a little guilt of what she did, but it was soon replaced with another feeling - affection. Affection so strong it cannot be called anything else but love.
Edmund begun to gently caress along her leg, as he turned his head to the side and looked at Alyssa, with a wide smile. "If that...If that is the punishment I must endure...Then please, Please...Punish me some more~!"

Alyssa looked at her newfound lover and lord, with an expression of utter devotion. "You hardly needed to ask me...little Harlot~!" She said, before she gave him a big, sloppy kiss.

The night was still young, after all. There was still more Punishment to dish out.