Untamed Love

Emma, daughter of the king of Normandy, was up early today and humming quietly to herself. It was a bright Spring day and the scent of flowers and freshly cut grass was in the air. The men servants had mowed the grounds the day before. The heavy smell of pollen and dew touched and pleased her senses. She was twenty now and her father was negotiating with the king of Saxon in hopes that his daughter might marry his son to secure an alliance. Emma didn't know this and was secretly meeting and in love with the Prince of Britain whose father her father despised.1

"My word, child, you're cheerful this morning," said Richard of Normandy. "What is the reason, may I ask?" 2

He was a ruddy man in his forties. Sandy blonde hair, his skin reddened by the sun and age. He was a big man, over 6'2", and he had blue eyes. Emma, beautiful in her angelic ways, was enchanting with red chestnut hair and hazel eyes. Her eyes changed colors in different hues of light. Her red hair came almost to her waist. She had pale skin, a few freckles, and a lovely smile. Her father smiled back as he saw it.3

"It's a beautiful day and I'm going for a walk," she said cheerfully.4

"You'll take Sir Harold," her father commanded. Sir Harold was the king's most trusted knight and a very skilled swordsman.5

They went into the maze that they both knew well. In the middle of the maze, David, Prince of Britain, was waiting. Emma and David embraced. Sir Harold stepped behind the bushes and left them alone. David had long, wavy, dark hair and blue eyes like her father. He was not quite as tall as her father was nor as big. In any case, he was strong and handsome, a lithe young man. 6

Emma was dressed in a full lightweight blue silken gown. David was wearing a white shirt with French cuffs and pearl buttons. His pants were tight and brown. He wore a dagger at his belt, but no sword. He had black boots. He gently but firmly ran his hands over her dress pressing her buttocks and breasts through her dress as they kissed. They kissed heavily and spoke little; Emma caressed his shoulders and waist through his shirt. He pressed hard between her legs against the dress. Emma was still a virgin.7

"You're becoming too eager, dear prince," she laughed and giggled.8

"I can't continue this torment longer," he said smiling. "You must meet me in private tonight."9

"David, how can I?" she asked. "If my father should catch us, there might be war between our fathers."10

"We must take the chance," Prince David said anxiously.11

"Oh God! Yes, we must," Emma uttered, agonizing in the passion of the moment.12

"I'll meet you at midnight in the stables," said the prince longingly.13

"I'll be there," promised Emma14

They caressed and held each other, kissing for a while longer and then they parted. 15

"Sir Harold, you must swear to me that you will say nothing of this to my father," commanded Princess Emma. 16

"I have kept your secret thus, your Highness. How can you doubt my loyalty?" said Sir Harold, stricken by her lack of faith. 17

Sir Harold was in a quandary. Although he was loyal to the king he also was expected to be loyal to his daughter. Sir Harold realized that his decision to conceal their affair would greatly anger the king, but the prince and princess had started meeting years before, quite innocently. Now Sir Harold was not quite sure where his loyalty should lie, the feud between the king of Normandy and the king of Britain had developed recently. He chose to protect the liaison between Prince David and Princess Emma. The knight knew that his was dangerous ground.18

Walking around all day with butterflies in her stomach, she felt lightheaded and nervous about what was to come. She took dinner in her room, afraid her father would sense her excitement or her fear. After her dinner, her maid came to her room and readied her bath for her. She had ordered a lovely scented bath with oils and rose petals.19

She bathed thinking of what their passion might bring. Feeling a tightness in her lower belly, pushing her thoughts to one side of her mind, she tried to concentrate on her bath. When she was done, she wrapped herself in a bathrobe. Sitting in front of the fire, her maid came to dry her hair. Wondering what the night would hold, she dressed in a nightgown of pure white silk, her maid braiding her long, soft, shiny hair. Nervous and all prepared, she waited as the maid made her bed ready for sleep. 20

Sitting in front of the fire still, she looked at her maid, “You can go now. I think I will read a bit.” Her maid bowed and turned to leave, silently closing the door behind her.21

Now that Emma was alone she grabbed a book not knowing what else to do. She began to read, hearing the clock every half hour as it chimed. When the clock struck eleven thirty, she hurried to get her coat and her sandals, put them on, and snuck to the door. Opening it slightly and listening for any sounds, hearing nothing, she opened the door. Quietly she made her way down the hall, trying to control her breathing as much as she could. When she got to the kitchen she went through the door. She knew there might be guards posted there. Luck was on her side, there was no one in sight. Lifting her gown she started to run toward the stables. Breathless by the time she got there, she leaned against the wall to catch her breath.22

"Emma," she heard whispered. At first she was frightened and startled. Then she realized it was Prince David. She went into the stable and threw herself into his impatiently waiting arms. They held each other tightly and kissed hungrily. 23

"You are ravishing tonight," said David.24

Anxiously, she began to carefully unbuttoned his shirt. She wanted to rip it from him, but she managed to restrain herself. She was committed to have him that night. He enjoyed the soft warmth of her body, which he felt through the thin silk of her sleeping gown. He was eager to touch her soft delicate skin, hidden beneath its cloth.25

"Oh God! How I want you," she said, barely keeping control. He gently felt her breasts through the finely woven material as she removed his shirt, touching the strong lines of his stomach. She looked up into his eyes, passion glowing in them. She lowered her mouth to one of his nipples. Sticking out her tongue, licking the tip and she saw goose bumps as shivers passed through his body. He grabbed her by the shoulders and kissed her hard, bruising her lips with passion. 26

"Emma, Emma, I love you so," swore David with deep sincerity. They had loved each other since they had first met as children. Their love had only grown stronger, even though their fathers had become fierce enemies.27

She pulled off his boots and then his pants, eager for his touch. She didn't bother with his socks. He stood before her naked, his penis not yet fully hard. Her hand moving on its own to touch him, she stroked his penis with just the tips of her fingers and gasped as it twitched. He pulled her close. She let go as he bent and slowly lifted her gown from her. They examined each other for a moment with their eyes. He had muscular arms, chest, and legs. Quite virile and well sculpted was his body. Emma was beautiful. She had medium breasts, small pink areolas, and average nipples. Her long legs and thighs curved nicely into her mound where they joined. Little genitalia showed at her vulva. She had a light silky patch of pubic hair at her precious treasure.28

Kissing her deeply, David reached down and spread the petals of her lily with his hand and her dew began to build in response. The warmth and moisture she felt as he stimulated her clit were new to her and exciting. He lowered his mouth to her throat, kissing her while moving slowly to her breast. He took one nipple into his mouth. He sucked, moving to the other giving it the same attention. She shook all over as she experience her first orgasm. It stemmed from her pubis to her tummy and throughout her body. A surprising sensation, almost uncomfortable, yet it was pleasing.29

Squatting and leaning back, David drew her to himself. "Unbraid your hair. I want it lose," he said and caressed her breasts with his strong hands. He was fully hard by then, a large vein showed and it throbbed with his racing pulse. He pulled Emma down to him, but to his surprise Emma straddled him, sitting on his knees and let her hair out.30

Looking him in the eyes, she lifted herself a bit taking is penis in her hand. Guiding her onto himself, she cried out as he penetrated her. She tried to get up but David held her close to him. “Just give yourself a moment, it will feel better” He kissed her again, stroking her back with one hand and the other moving down her stomach, starting to rub her clit again. This was too much for her, she wanted the release again, and Emma started to move, enjoying the new feeling. 31

“Go at your own speed, Emma," he said lovingly. The motion of her body as she went up and down on him created great sexual tension, "Slow down a little," he told her, some of his semen already escaping. She pushed him back, looking down at him, watching his eyes as they closed in passion. She looked at him, thinking it was the most handsome look she had ever seen.32

Emma grew in excitement as she felt him inside herself. She moved faster and started to moan, feeling herself reaching another climax. David squeezed her buttocks as she moved her body up and down. He felt her as she tightened around him driving him to the brink, grabbing her ass he moved her faster as he neared his release. Just as he felt her nearing another orgasm he moved her faster. Together they exploded, their juices mixing. She grabed hold of his shoulders hugging him tight. Their breathing slowly turned normal, he lowered her to the ground, they lay together in the hay of the stable. They were exilhirated and content in each others arms.33

"I have waited so long. You were wonderful!" exclaimed Emma holding him tightly as they cuddled together.34

"You are my one and only love," he promised and he kissed her fully.35

As sound came from the entrance of the stable and the doors opened. Lord David and Lady Emma quickly gathered their clothing and started to dress. In stormed King Richard and three guards.36

"Sieze him," commanded her father. "I will have you beheaded," he said to David.37

"No Father!" screamed Lady Emma. "If you kill him, you must kill me. For I could not live if he dies!"38

"He deserves death for this!" her father fumed.39

"No Father!" she pleaded. "I promise I'll kill myself if you kill Lord David!"40

For several minutes while the guards held Lord David and Lady Emma cried, they stood almost still. Except for Emma's wailing, there was no sound. King Richard's fury had passed, but his anger was still strong.41

"Tie him to the whipping post," ordered the king.42

"No please, no!" begged Emma.43

"Bring her. She must watch!"44

They had already bound Prince David and then they tied him to the post. David remained silent. 45

Sir Harold came into the courtyard and said to the king, "Think well, my liege. This could lead to war between you and Britain."46

"The war should have started long ago. What will be, must be," answered the king.47

"Thirty lashes," shouted Richard. Emma screamed as the whipping began. They tore off his shirt and the lashes rang out.48

Richard ignored his daughter. He was tempted to have her whipped as well. He prayed there would be no child from their liaison.49

When the punishment was over, the guards found his horse and put him on it and sent him off, unarmed.50

Prince David rode to one of the peasant farmers of his land and sought care for his wounds and another shirt. Although it was a linen shirt of a peasant, David hoped to slip into the castle without his father's attention and change. He did not want war between the kingdoms. His father, James of Britain, caught David in the main hall.51

"Why are you wearing that peasant garb?" James inquired. Looking David over he saw some blood stains and said concerned, "What has happened to you?"52

"It is my affair, Father. I would rather not explain it."53

James gave his son a perplexed look and studied him. After several minutes, he said 'All right Son, it is your affair then, but I am not pleased."54

Two days later a spy from Normandy told James of Britain that the king of Normandy was preparing his army to attack. The spy also explained that Mason of Saxon had been requested to join against Britain. 55

James addressed his son, David, "Do you know the reason for this?"56

"Yes Father, Princess Emma and I are in love. I had hoped to get your permission, but we were found out. I was flogged. I hoped King Richard would not act."57

"You should have warned me," said James. "You know that since the course of the river was diverted to irrigate our fields, we have been at odds. Though it meant no real harm to him, he resents me for doing it.58

"We have no choice but to prepare to meet his army. I'll send a message to Mason suggesting that he stay out of the battle as the conflict should not involve him."59

"Father, let me go talk with Richard of Normandy," said Lord David.60

"What makes you think he won't kill you?" asked James.61

"He could have killed me before," observed David.62

"I don't favor giving him a second chance!" said his father vehemently.63

"I must try, dear father."64

"Go with God," said James of Britain to his son.65

Richard of Normandy had a standing army of about 1,000 men. His army was now double that size and training was in full force. He expected to raise and army of over 3,500 in three weeks. He was very surprised when a guard came and told him Prince David had come.66

"You are a fool," said Richard to David. "I shall not allow you to escape your just punishment twice."67

"Princess Emma loves me," stated David simply.68

"So? And your point is?" returned Richard, almost with humor in his voice.69

"It will destroy her if we fight!" Prince David said plainly. He kept eye contact with Richard of Normandy.70

"I must credit you. You are bold and stupid. The king of Saxon and I plan to unite and take your land from you. Princess Emma will forget. Damn you!" Richard was moved by this young man's courage and determination, but he felt hatred for James, his father. If he let Prince David leave again, he might be thought weak. If he killed Prince David, his daughter might follow through with her threat to kill herself. It was a real dilemma.71

"Lord David is in the dungeon, my lady," Sir Harold told Emma.72

David was chained to the wall of the cold dank dungeon. Lady Emma ordered the guard, "Release him!"73

"Obey her at once," commanded Sir Harold.74

"Gather supplies and ready the horses. You will come, too," Lady Emma told Sir Harold.75

"David, are you all right?" she asked.76

"Just hanging around," joked David.77

When the horses and provisions were ready, they mounted and headed off toward Spain.