Happy New Year… almost, or perhaps already if you’re to the East of me. A special WipitUp celebration and with it a new WiP, unedited, etc. I might have shared a little before, but here is a seasonal extract.
Set during the English Civil War ~1645, Roundhead Captain Daniel Hasard has taken over the family home of Royalist, Hester. She’s not been very co-operative, who can blame her, but a recent change in behaviour has puzzled Daniel.
He dismissed the manservant and closed his eyes.
Hester entered his thoughts. She often drifted in when he relaxed in the evening. He pictured her hair tossed over her shoulder, her lips rouged and hips swaying. It grew harder with each passing day to ignore her beauty.
No longer did she hide at the other end of the dining table. Instead, she’d sat close by, almost within touching distance and fluttered her eyelashes at him. Her flirtatious behaviour surprised him initially, but then he came to crave her attention.
At Christmas, she’d danced about the banqueting hall, singing gaily while handing out little sweetmeats to the gathered soldiers. Daniel had allowed them into the house for the festival holy day as long as they drank weak ale. They hadn’t forgotten his punishment following their drunkenness. No whippings, but long hours of tedious duties and arduous tasks.
His puritan upbringing haunted him. His mother had refused to celebrate in such a fashion, as did many of her ilk. Daniel remembered other Christmases spent with his grandfather and he preferred those memories. Without succumbing to guilt, he’d let his men and the other occupants of Franley Court make merry.
Releasing a long sigh, he rested his hand against his groin. Tucked away, his cock ached for pleasure. Throughout his musings about Hester, it twitched and moved. He pictured her shapely buttocks, white at first then pinking under his hand. Since he spanked her in the woods, he returned to the intimate moment of discipline and desired to recreate it. He didn’t wish for her disobedience, merely the opportunity to see her naked.
He cursed, opening his eyes. She must be hiding her true intentions from him. He couldn’t believe her transformation was genuine. She tempted him daily and somehow, he had to resist her charms and pretty smiles.