~Jimmy alone... A slavegirl running passed .... A man fishing~
Jimmy jumps aside
Nai'mah, the bond from the other day appears. "Ohhh tal Jarl!! You look very nice Jarl, if a girl might say so"
Jimmy greeting the fishing man: "Greetingsh, Shir!” - He smiles at the bond “Greetingsh, bond! I am looking for she verrsh. My shishtersh are shtill shleeping”. At the bonds words he blushes a bit “Yesh, I bashed!”
Nai’mah: "So handsome Jarl! I’ll show you the verrs, they’re this way over the bridge
The girl leads Jimmy away.
Jimmy: "Oh, shere shey are! Awww, sho cute, aren’t shey?"
Nai’mah: "Yes, Jarl... and soft.... it’s a shame to have to killl them sometimes, really. But they do breed fast."
Jimmy pouts “Oh no! Not kill shem! Shey don’t give wool and sheeshe anymore, when you kill shem!”
Nai’mah: "Aye, but we also need the meat, Jarl"
Jimmy shrugs “I don’t kill my verrsh. I like she sheeshe, not she meat”
Nai’mah: "Aye... I can understand that, Jarl", she smiles wide
Nai’mah: "Aye... I can understand that, Jarl", she smiles wide
Jimmy: "My shishter Sheshy catshed a wild ram. Now she ish riding it all she time"
Nai’mah: "Ohhh Isn’t that bumpy, Jarl?"
Jimmy: "Bumpy? Oh well... My shishter hash a well padded butt... I shusht feel a bit pity for she animal... it looksh sho shmall! .. compared to my shishter." The he shouts out: "Oh, shere are more tame tabuksh over shere!"
Nai’mah: "Aye... We’ve been hunting all morning, Jarl. Tabuk and Tarsks"
Jimmy: "But I careshed a tame tabuk she osher day... ... it dropped dead"
Nai’mah: "Ohhhh! And what did you do with it then, Jarl?"
Jimmy shrugs “It made me very shad. But we had a good tabuk roasht shat evening”
Nai’mah: "Aye... Are you still sad, Jarl? Nai’mah is good at cheering Jarls up!" She lets her fingers trail over the bare skin of his forearms, playfully rubbing her curves against him as she stands closer.
Jimmy‘s hairs on his forearms stand upright as the bond trails her finger along it. He gulps loudly, not used to a woman’s touch, no matter what his sisters say about him spending coins on coin girls
Nai’mah observes the reaction and looks at him confused, certainly when he wasn’t cleaned up, it must have been difficult, but such a good looking Jarl should have bonds falling over him. “Are you alright, Jarl?” She reaches up and gently moves the hair from his eye, her fingertips gently grazing his now clean and soft jawline. “If you would prefer a different bond, Nai’mah could find one... perhaps a blonde, Jarl? Or a dark haired beauty?”
Jimmy blushes a bright red and tries to stare in another direction... his eyes falling on the verr... which doesn’t help much to distract him. “Oh... y.. yesh.. all ish... fine...”, he stutters, then smiles as it comes into his mind, that he could think of his sister to suppress the strange, rising feeling in him and the tightness in his pants
Nai’mah smiles “Our young Mistress named the big bosk there, but we haven’t named any of the others, I’m afraid... as it seems to form an attachment”. She changed the subject at the Jarls blush, though she enjoyed seeing his reaction to her boldness. She turns as Jimmy's sister Cessy appears: “Tal Mistress! It is a pleasure to see you again!”
Jimmy exhales a bit relieved as the thoughts of his sisters help him to relax a bit. “It’sh.. shusht...”, he lowers his voice to a whisper “I hash no ekshperiensh wish womansh yet...”, then jumps as he notices his sister behind him. “Ooopsh! Tal, shishter!”
Cessy smiles “And you, girl. I trust you have been keeping my brother.....” she pauses hearing her brother’s words, and then gives him a look that tells him he had better hide when she gets her hands on some soap “.... bushy” she finishes.
Jimmy points over his shoulder, feeling kinda caught in the act and tries to distract his sister. “Look! Verrsh!”
Nai’mah smiles at the admission of the Jarl, and whispers “Jarl, Nai’mah could help with that if you wish.” Then louder to the Mistress “Oh what a lovely gown you have on, if I might remark, Mistress... the fabric is beautiful.” Then to answer Cessy's question: "Oh Aye, we were looking at the verr... we recently moved the stock and they seem to be thriving here!”
Cessy smiles “Oh yesh, shat ish one of she few shat shurvived she sinking”, she blushes hotly, her tiredness and headache from the mead the night before having mean her slurr escaped her control for a moment “Well, I shuposh Kajira are a shtep forward from verr”, she mutters.
Jimmy points at the verr again “Look, Sheshie! Shat one looksh a bit like Shon-boy... and shat like Shondra... and shish one like Shaun... and shat like Shim-Bob.. but none like Elishabish!” - He turns again to his sister and looks around “Where’sh Shabashtian?”
Nai’mah bites her lip “Did you enjoy the celebration, Mistress?”
Cessy frowns at her brother and pokes him for not waking her, then draws him into a hug smothering him in her bosom. She smiles at the girl whilst her brother loses his breath “well... what I remember of it....”
Jimmy answers his sister’s hug, glad that his excitement some ehn before soothed down.
Nai’mah smiles, she always enjoyed seeing affection, but to be polite, she lowered her eyes, sneaking peeks through her lashes. When the hug concludes, she turns again to their attention “Aye... I’m glad you were able to attend. We heard word about the Impress sinking... and I prayed to Odin that your family wasn’t taken to the city of dust with it!”
Jimmy nods “Oh, I builded a boat, sho we could reshcue”
Cessy smiles “Shat ish kind of you to shay.... who ish shish Odin? Ish he handshome? Doesh he already have a companion?” she asks intrigued
Nai’mah smiles “Odin is our great protector... you can see him there on the far hill, watching down upon us...”
Jimmy looks up the hill and narrows his eyes, trying to see someone.
Nai’mah points to the statue on the far tall hill, of Odin, sitting in his throne, holding a spear and wearing a horned helm.
Jimmy: “Oh shere! Behind she tree! I shee him!”
Nai’mah: “Can you see him?”
Jimmy waves and shouts. “Tal, Shir!” he shouts, not realizing that it is a statue.
Cessy looks up, but cannot see a handsome warrior, her face falling “Sho ish he companioned?”
Jimmy: “He’sh a big guy, huh?”
Nai’mah: “He sits there on his throne... I have never seen a woman there, Mistress... only him.”
Cessy blushes at her brother’s words, her eyes falling to the floor not realising the warrior must be naked from her brother’s description.
Jimmy nudges his sister “You should go and shay hello, Sheshy!”
Nai’mah: “Aye, he’s very big... I’ve never climbed the hill to see.”
Jimmy as the guy doesn’t wave back or answer his greeting, loses his interest. He turns and sees a tabuk “Oh, tame tabuk!”. He rips some grass off the ground and approaches carefully the animal.
Cessy: “Oh! I shee him!” she says excitedly
Jimmy whispers as the animal eats the grass from his hands “Don’t die, yesh?” As the tabuk has eaten he scratches it behind the ear, then turns to his sister and the bond again. “Sho, how did you shleep, shishter?” he asks. “Did you shleep... bashically?”
Cessy looks at the Tabuk thoughtfully, then shrugs deciding Sebastian would better hold her weight, and wishes she knew where he had gone, then blushing she covers her breasts with her arms “I would do no shush shink! I alwaysh hash my night closhesh.”
Jimmy still no idea what it means to sleep basically bites his tongue, not sure what his sister means... To fill the following moment of silence: “Shushy and me hash make verr sheeshe very early in she morning. Filled a whole crate wish it for she Lionesh!”
Cessy smiles “Eshellent! and I hash finally found she bakery” she says pleased.
Nai’mah : Oh my goodness! That’s so much work, but my Mistress LOVES the verr sheeshe!” *she slips and copies their accent and hopes that they don’t think she’s mocking them, as she wasn’t to be sure...
Jimmy nods, “We makesh a crate wish 20 platesh... should give out shiksh pieshesh eash.” He wipes the sweat from his face and mumbles “Hmmmmm.... I feelsh a bit hot and dishy... I hope I don’t get shick! Shushie warned me, shat it can’t be healshy to bash today again! But she waterfall wash sho nishe...”
Nai’mah reaches into the verr pen and pulls out one of the babies and cuddles it in her arms. It was born too early, so she made it a little hat and booties to wear until it got bigger since it was so cold “That’s a LOT of scheese!”
Jimmy : “I better shit in she shadow a bit. Awwwwww... shat ish sho cute!”
Nai’mah looks to the Mistress “I hope the Jarl is okay... do you think I should fetch a healer, Mistress?” Nai’mah puts the little verr back in it’s pen, and fixes his hat a bit so it isn’t in his eyes
Cessy frowns worriedly, and looks at her brother using the skills taught to her by her mother, and grandmother. She smiles “He’sh very nishe” to the girl as she fusses over Jimmy. Then frowns “Shat'sh not good” she whispers.
~A Man joins the group~
A man walks towards them, and they recognise him from the party the night before, though they were not formally introduced they remember hearing his name mentioned.
The Brewer: “Tal folks.”
Nai’mah looks to the Mistress for direction... she’d have to send a bird for a healer as theirs was travelling, but then saw the Mistress doing a strange dance over the Jarl... perhaps something special in healing from their village? She sees the Jarl brewer run up and greets “Tal Jarl! What is it Mistress?”
Cessy jumps having not herd the man approach, and blushing as her brother is looking to sick to introduce her “Greetingsh” she whispers.
Jimmy takes his bag off his shoulders and rummages in it. “I hash shome medishine left. Maybe one of it helpsh?” He searches in his bag till he finds the flasks
Cessy looks to the girl with worry “Do you hash a little flower that growsh here, it has white petelsh flecked with pink.”
Nai’mah : “Aye, Mistress... we have some in the stores from trade... How much is needed?”
Jimmy holds the flasks up, “I hash, my sishter... shere’sh... lavinia... shunflower... maingrold.... shpiritush... Not shure when you hash to drink shpiritush.....
Nai’mah : “Oh OH!” She panics, emergencies and medical things did that to her. “Oh!! I may have safts there!”
Cessy smiles “Ah, we had better get Jimmy shome, it appearsh... “ she looks accusingly at the girl. “Shomeshing hash given him a nervioush stomach. Qualminesh shat ish.”
Nai’mah starts to walk in ovals ... circles made her dizzy. Nai’mah looks down, stopping dead in her tracks... “I didn’t give the Jarl anything, Mistress!! Only showed him the verrs!”
Cessy points to the lavinia juice “Shat one brosher”
Jimmy: Sho... what ish Qualminesh, shishter? I shink it ish shomeshing wish my earsh. I hear shoundsh like.. shod shod shod shod...”
~Another man and a bond joins them~
Cessy smiles “It’sh just a bad stomach, some lavinia juice and a good dose of verr cheesh should fix it.”
Jimmy: “Greetingsh, Shir.”
Nai’mah watches the Jarl pick the right vial, and hopes it fixes the nervous tummy. She tries to divert attention from herself by pointing to the brewer “Have you met our Jarl Brewer, Mistress?” She points to the Jarl chopping wood ... “or ...or our Jarl Farmer...” Pointing to the Jarl in the fields.
The Farmer: “Tal Lady.”
Nai’mah: “Tal bond!...”
The Brewer: “Tal bond.”
Jimmy‘s hand reaches for the spiritus “Shat one, shishter?”
Slave girl walks to the farm to start doing her chores when she finds a lot of frees working and some just standing “Greetings Jarls, Mistress” and she smiles to the other bond “Tal Sister.”
Cessy smiles to the man with the big stick and nods her head then jumps as she finally finds the farmer almost right behind her, then see another girl approach as well “Greetings” she says generally hoping that covers them all.
Slave girl turns around to her right side to the handsome Jarl near her “May this one be of any help Jarl?”
The Brewer: “Well yes, I need some bosk dung to make my fires.”
Nai’mah: “Jarl? Bessie... emmm the big bosk... she’s kinda... bound up.... she hasn’t pooped in ... almost a hand!”
Jimmy gulps down the bitter liquid of the flask his sister pointed to, glad she didn’t mean the spiritus. Carefully he puts the other flasks back into his bag and shoulders it. Then as he hears voices behind him, he notices the man chopping wood “Oh! It washn’t my earsh! - Greetingsh, Shir!”, then nods with a shy smile to the slave “Greetinghs, bond”
The Brewer: “Well, no matter, I nearly have enough wood.”
Slave girl almost feels the urge to run when she hears talking about bosk dung, already a bosk smells like hell, imagine his dung and when she listens to her sister telling there was no dung she almost jumped to kiss her of relieve “May girl gather some honey Jarl?”
Nai’mah : “There was wood in the store room, Jarl, in the basket by the door, I think.... if you wish the bond to gather it from there.”
The Farmer: “Tal again Lady, are you visiting ?”
Cessy whispers to the girl “Try a cookie, it dosh it for oursh every time, just don’t give him larma” she shudders, “Never larma!”
Jimmy hears the girl telling about the problems of the bosk-cow. “You hash to feed she boshk shome leavesh of she brak-bush”
Slave girl feels suddenly happy and plenty of energy to help even though her area was more dancing than gather bosk dung but anyway go to the warehouse and collect the goods from there was an easy task and she was happy to be of any help to that handsome Jarl “May girl go to fetch some more wood Jarl for you?”
Nai’mah looks to the Mistress and Jarl “Oooh that sounds like it would help... She’s been so uncomfortable... you can see it in how she stands.... and the look in her eyes.... I feel bad even milking her.”
The Brewer: “Yes good idea, about 10 wood will be enough.”
Cessy smiles looking to the gentlemen farmer “Oh, yesh, just vishiting for now... maybe longer.” She looks uncertainly at her brother. “It will take ush a while to replace our shtock after she shinking”
Slave girl nods “Aye Jarl”
The Farmer: “The what ?”
Jimmy giggles “Maybe alsho a bit moshion would be goodsh. You can ride she boshk.” Then he turns to the man speaking to his sister “Greetingsh again, Shir!”
Cessy smiles to Lurr again “Give him a Mashter, that should cure him.... or bung him up more I shupposh” as she russles in her bag. She looks up from her searching at the gentleman uncertainly “she what what?”
Nai’mah giggles, “Aye Mistress..” Thinking she’d try the cookie first.
The Farmer: “You said sinking ?”
Cessy: “Ah ha!” She smiles and passes the girl two Masters.
Nai’mah : “Oh yes Jarl... did you not hear the news? The Impress has been lost at sea!”
The Farmer: “Ah ha, I had not heard that.....and you lost everything?”
Nai’mah accepts the two cookies “Thank you Mistress... I’ll try these when the fields are a bit less crowded... you know... in case.... it HAS been a week...”
Cessy: “Yesh, our boat shank, but Jimmy can tell you more about shat, I jusht got worken up by him grabbing me and Shushi to shave us, and Shushi’s shcreaming.”
~Susanna arrives having been shown the way by a bond~
Susanna: “Shank you dear shing,” she says kindly.
Slave girl arrives in the farm area “Here they are pretty Mistress. pretty Mistress is very welcome” she smiles and runs to the warehouse before the Jarl gets mad at her”
Cessy: “I am not shure what Jimmy shaved, I only manages to shave my kitchen bashicsh, sho many pansh losht” she says unhappily.
Jimmy: “Ah, shere comesh Shushy!”, he frowns “Ish shat ANOSHER new dresh?”
Beaverbrook: “And where is your home Lady?”
Susanna looks at the handsome man with the fur cloak and stops dead , looking him up and down admiringly. “ohh Shimmy , Sheshi, shere you are,” she says tearing her attention away from the working man.
Nai’mah sees Kaymany return with the Mistress “Tal Mistress!” she greets and smiles... watching her look over the Jarl Brewer.
The Brewer : “Welcome to our Village Lady”
Susanna blushes wildly. “Greetingsh Shir,” she adds fluttering her eyelashes. Shank you Shir, I ish Shushanna of she Clan Bloch.”
The Farmer: “Well, another Lovely Lady arrives; it must be my lucky day!”
Susanna points to her brother, “Shat ish my little brosher, and shat ish my shishter,” she adds
The Brewer: “Your what?” I look puzzled.
Susanna: “My brosher,” Susanna repeats. “Shimmy, is my brosher.”
The Brewer: “Ahh, your brother !!”
Jimmy waves and confirms slowly “Bro-sher”
Susanna turns as another man comes behind her, “ Ohh greetingsh Shir, sho many handshome men in shish villash.”
The Farmer grins, “Welcome fair Lady,” he smiles
Susanna: “Oooh ish she girl from she party?” Suzy waves at the slave girl. She turns, answering the farmer. “Shank you Shir,” she says smiling sweetly behind her veil.” Then cooes, “Oohh verrsh!”
Jimmy looks at the men showing interest in his sisters and mumbles half to his oldest sister, half to himself “Maybe we should shtay a while in shish villash before we travelsh on”
Cessy scowls at her sisters forwardness.“Greetingsh shishter” she says icily, “Why don’t you give your brosher a hug?” she says subtly waiting for her sister to move to their brother’s protection before she ends up getting a collar.
Susanna: “We hash verrsh in our villash.”
Nai’mah smiles at the attention the Mistress has raised from the Jarls.
The Farmer: “Well, I hear you survived the sinking of your ship, Lady ?”
Susanna hugs her brother. “Shimmy dearesht,” she says affectionately. “Hug your shishter.”
Nai’mah: “If Nai’mah is needed no further, may she be excused to continue her hunting?”
Jimmy catches for breath as he was buried between the ample bosoms of his sister.
Susanna spits on a bit of her cloak and wipes some dirt from her brother’s face. She greets her sister, “Sheshi darling.”
Jimmy ducks under his sister’s hand in reflex “Hey! I bashed today!”
The Farmer: “So are both you fine ladies single?”
Nai’mah looks to the Jarl “Aye he looks quite handsome” batting her eyelashes a bit.
Susanna raises an eyebrow, “ What in shough, shimmy dear?”
Jimmy looks to the bond as he could escape his sisters’ range “You are going to ride she boshk cow?”
Cessy smiles “Yesh” she answers Lurr regarding the other girl.
Nai’mah: “Oh ... I... I guess I could try it ... do you think it will help her to ... poop?”
Susanna whispers to her sister, “Sho many handshome men.” she peers over her sister’s shoulder as she hugs her, looking at the men again.
Cessy smiles and hugs her sister, or would if their breasts were not forcing them apart.
Jimmy nods “Aye, I shink shat would help to ride she boshk. Shall I help you on it?”
Susanna: “And, shimmy, shish is an old dersh, I had it for at leash a week.” She looks over to the two Jarls, working so hard. “Sho,” she says, “I sheem to have mished your namesh shirs.”
Nai’mah: “Aye... I think I’ll need a boost up to get on the beast... you wouldn’t mind, Jarl?”
Jimmy: “Of course.”
The Brewer: “I am Themosticles, the Village Brewer.”
The Farmer: “And I am Beaverbrook, Farmer.”
Susanna: “Oh are you she man shat makesh shat delshioush mead?”
Jimmy grabs the bond by the hips and lifts her up easily to the bosk.
Susanna: “Well met gentlemensh, ish a pleshure to make your aqui ... aquent ... itsh nishe to meet you."
Cessy smiles “Shat ish nishe shtuff, with all showsh herbsh.”
Jimmy shouts: “Uh oh!” Jimmy runs away as the bosk cow with the bond on it suddenly starts to run “Out the way! Out the way!”
Nai’mah screams as the bosk, which isn’t used to being ridden, bucks and thrashes her about. She holds on to the horns, ducking the larma tree limbs and praying to Odin.
Beaverbrook: “So Friend, I take you have become your Sisters’ Protector now, in the wake of the ship sinking ?”
Susanna: “Ohh dear, ish she going to be alright?” Suzy asks as the girl hangs on for dear life.
Jimmy as he is in safety catching breath, nods “Yesh.. .I shink... she motion... will be good... for she boshk”
Beaverbrook: “She rides well! The bosk I mean,” he laughs.
Nai’mah screams “Someone rope this beast! Either of us!!! She sits very still... as the bosk appears to have quieted
Cessy frowns hearing a scream, thinking her brother has finally made a women happy and not a Verr, then frowns seeing her brother close by and scans the area for the screaming “Oh shit!.... Shit down and hold tight” she clarifies.
Nai’mah : “OohhhhhhH!HH!!!!! Jarrrllll! Please help!”
Jimmy nods in respect “She ish doing well, ishn’t she?"
Susanna: “Actually she sheemsh to be doing well, Shimmy fell off mush earlier shan shat.”
~The second bond returns~
Cessy nods “shtrong leg muscles, I wonder where she got shem?”
Slave girl laughs
Nai’mah : “Helllllppppppppppppppppppppppppp!”
Susanna rubs her eyes. “Did shat girl shust fall out of shat tree?” she asks.
Slave girl : “Sis, this is how you work?” She laughs
Themosticles: “Ok how do you make them stop ????”
Nai’mah : “The Jarl said it would help the bosk poop! She hasn’t gone in a hand!”
Slave girl falls in the ground laughing
Beaverbrook: “is this that old joke about how may villagers does it take to top a bosk?”
Nai’mah points to the tree “Offer her a larma! Maybe it will calm her down and I can get off without getting trampled! Ohhh Mistress will be so mad if I get hurt!”
Susanna sidles up to the farmer, “Ish a nishe villash you have here, shir”
Jimmy as he finally caught breath again realizes that he didn’t answer the man’s question “Aye, Shir! I alwaysh am my shishtersh protector. A lady doeshn’t travel alone, doesh she?”
Slave girl keeps laughing rolling on the ground, not wishing to be in her place.
Beaverbrook: “Yes, we have been blessed with fertile soil. Well, yes, women should travel alone at any time.”
Cessy whistles for Sebastian “Men” she growls “I’ll help you girl,” she says.
Susanna: “Yesh, we hash the shame in our villash, very fertile, all she women hash at leash 10 shildrensh.”
Beaverbrook: “should not I mean.”
Cessy: “Shabastian, get him!” she yells.
Slave girl finally manages to stop laughing, was getting up when she sees the bosk going wild again and sis red of fear, she wondered if she should laugh again or really get worried.
Nai’mah : “Oohhhhh goooodnesssssssssss!” she wails, hanging on to the bosk for her life....
Themosticles: “Does she win a prize if she stays on for 8 seconds?”
Slave girl runs away from the bosk when she sees it coming in to her direction. “Helpppppppp.”
Beaverbrook: “And what is your line of work, Lady?”
Cessy: “Quick! Grab her, we have him cornered.”
Slave girl claps hands to see her sister saved finally.
Themosticles : “That was very brave of you girl.”
Susanna smiles beneath her veil as the gentleman takes an interest in her. “I ish a baker,”
Slave girl : “You be well sis?”
Beaverbrook: “Mmmmmmmm, I do like fresh baked produce.”
Susanna: “Ohh you should taste a shlice of my pie, shir.”
Cessy smiles and pats Sebastian’s head, “Well done.”
Nai’mah grabs a limb of the larma tree and pulls from the bosk and runs behind the Jarl ... “Ohhhhh my Butt hurts!!! Worse than ... well... Worse than .... ever.”
Slave girl: “Ayeee Jarl, very, girl would have died if it was her.”
Susanna: “She secret ish butter.”
Beaverbrook: “Yes, as long as it is hot and fresh.” grins
Susanna: “Ohh ish always besht hot.”
Themosticles : “I think Beaverbook likes your sister!”
Susanna: “It sheemsh shat she girl ish shafe .”
Beaverbrook: “Well you will have to cook for me sometime then.”
Nai’mah relaxes as the bosk is tied to the cart and starts to settle down...
Slave girl looks over her shoulder and to the other Jarl and Mistress “Oh oh, sis, will we have a new couple” she whispers.
Themosticles: “He is a fine man, she is safe with him.”
Nai’mah: “OOooohhh!!!!” her attention drawn to the romance blooming ...
Susanna: “It would be a pleasure, shir. Though I am nowhere near she cook shat Sheshi ish.”
Slave girl giggles loving love stories.
Cessy smiles “Aye, shat ish good, maybe we don’t need to shpend sho much on the dowry.” though she frowns a little that his interest in her waived to quickly and pats Sabastian’s head again “looks like it’s you and me again lil one”
Beaverbrook: “How long will you staying in the village Lady?”
Susanna: “I don’t know, shir. Shat ish up to Shimmy.”
Slave girl goes stands behind her sister and whispers to her ear without being heard. “Have you see how cute is the little Jarl sis, behind the Mistress on the verr?”
Susanna: “Our ship shank you know, we shurvived only cush Shimmy acted quickly.”
Cessy looks worried for a moment, knowing her own coin purse was well concealed around her person and whispers “Did you shave Sushiesh dowry?” she asks her brother worriedly.
Nai’mah purrs to her sister “Aye... I noticed last time he was here, sis... he’s sooo handsome....”
Save girl : “Girl would love to dance some belly dance for him what you think sis” she keeps whispering
Beaverbrook: “And anyway, I hope you stay a while!” I smile.
Jimmy pats his bag and nods to his sister “Aye... all shave in my bag”, he confirms, still a bit puzzled... looking here.. there... confused trying to have an eye on all.
Susanna smiles.
Nai’mah hears a wicked noise coming from the bosk and looks over and squeals “LOOOOOK!!! IT worked! Now you can give the Jarl his bosk dung, sis, just like he asked!”
Jimmy nods “Of courshe... I ish good wish animalsh... all it needed wash shome moving”
Themosticles: “Which reminds me...... I need to get back to the brewery to finish the day’s work.”
Nai’mah: “Aye Jarl!! Maybe she’ll get used to being ridden more... and won’t be so wild!”
Cessy holds her nose suddenly “Gosh.... just like you get by fridaysh Simmy.”
Slave girl pinches her sister to shout her mouth. “Oh nay sis, girl did gather wood for Jarl already”
Themosticles: “Nice meeting you folks.”
Nai’mah laughs “I’ll find one of the new bonds to do it.”
Cessy frowns as the furred Master is leaving “Well met shir, I hope we will meet you again.”
Jimmy throws his sister a threatening look “You’re shoooo funny, shishter.”
Slave girl laughs
Susanna: “All she men here are sho big and shrong.”
Slave girl approaches the handsome Jarl. “May girl belly dance for Jarl?”
Nai’mah smiles to the Jar.l “You could always have a bond bathe you, Jarl, there’s a nice warm tub and oils and a lovely scrub brush.”
Jimmy frowns too as the man is suddenly running away. “Hmmm... maybe he can’t shtand she shmell?”
Beaverbrook: “Well, we eat well and work hard lady.”
Jimmy sniffs his armpits “It’sh not me...”, then looks accusingly at his sister.
Cessy listens to the girls words “Oh shat shouldsh lovely, can I hash one?” she asks.
Susanna: “Well Shimmy eatsh like a boshk and he ish shtill vertically shanllenged.”
Nai’mah snaps to a nearby bond to shovel the bosk manure up into a cart and take it to dry in the woods.
Jimmy‘s eyes widen at the thought “Awwwwwwww.... shat would be... nishe. warm watersh!!!!”
Beaverbrook: “Well, some folk eat and never gain weight Lady.”
Jimmy: “And I wash freeshing under she waterfall shish morning!”
Susanna:”It ish alsho nishe to shee shome healthy looking girlsh too. Mosht of she girlsh in she shouth are little more shan shticksh.”
Slave girl : “A warm bath would be more pleasant than the cold you had this morning Jarl” she says near his ear.
Beaverbrook: “Anyway, please excuse me, I have some chores to finish.”
Susanna: “I hope we meet again, shir,” Suzy says hopefully.
Beaverbrook: “A real pleasure to meet you lovely Lady.”
Susanna: “We are shtaying in she cottage,” Suzy shouts after him.
Jimmy as the dark bond stands so close to him and whispers in his ear gives some sounds of his throat like a larl in heat... but stops immediately as he looks up to his sisters
Susanna: “Ish quite warm ishn’t it,” Suzy says, moving to join her family.
Cessy smiles at the girls words overheard “shouldsh wonderful, Shabashtain could do wish a bash ash a treat, she too it wont you” she says meaningfully getting of Sabastian and pushing him towards the bond
Nai’mah looks to the Mistress on the verr “Mistress, thank you so much for saving me! I am so lucky you were here with your trusty Sebastian!”
Jimmy as Suzy returns looks over to the man leaving, then to Suzy: “Sho... you find yourshelf a companion, shishter? What ish he?”
Slave girl: “Aye sis, wouldn’t know who would help you,” she says looking to the Jarls or Jarl since the other two had left.
Susanna: “Ish very handshome,” Suzy says dreamily, watching the farmer as he goes back to his chores. “He shaid he wanted to tashte my pie and shat he liked it hot.”
Nai’mah begins to feel a blush building, listening to the words the Mistress said of the Jarl.
Jimmy frowns “Better shand shat butsher shat wanted you to tashte hish shaushashe”
Susanna: “Ohhh,” looks over and sees the pretty girl that showed her the way to the farm. “Hello again dear”
Slave girl giggles
Nai’mah looks with wide eyes “Was that the Jarl in Rose Isles?”
Slave girl: “Greetings again pretty Mistress”
Jimmy shakes his head “No.. wash in Port Cosh...”
Nai’mah: “Ohhhh ... there was a Jarl in Rose Isles who I knew who sold sausage... big fat plump sausages...”
Jimmy: “Shere’sh a shaying in our villash, shat you can shee she worsh of a butsher at she shishe of his shaushashe. And hish wash tiny.”
Slave girl laughs
Cessy nods “And limp” she adds.
Susanna: “Yesh, Port Cosh, he wash very forward, he toushed me.”
Nai’mah: “Ohhhh tiny sausages are no good... when they get hot... they only get a little bigger... Oh not limp!! He doesn’t stuff them good!”
Slave girl not standing the cold anymore grabs a piece of fur she sees on the floor nears the verr’s fence and covers herself.
Cessy nods “I shought shat to, shere ish a man who needs shtuffing I shought.”
Nai’mah : “Aye Mistress!”
Jimmy: “Well, where ish she Lionesh? I shall show her she crate wish verr-sheeshe...”
Nai’mah: “I think my Mistress is sleeping... do you know Kaymany ? Have you seen her?”
Slave girl-Kaymany looks at Jarl by her left side. “Will Jarl now live here with us?” She smiles warmly to him waiting anxious by his answer.
Jimmy shrugs and looks at his sisters first, then back to the bond “We will travel shome day, but maybe for a while we will shtay. After she Impresh shank, we will have to build a wagon firsht to travel on.”
Nai’mah gasps a soft breath at the idea, her eyes gleaming “Oh how lovely to have you all here!”
Kaymany jumps happy to hear they would stay for a while and get their life more exciting too.
Jimmy : “My fasher ekshpectsh ush to find companionsh...”
Cessy nods sadly.
Kaymany : “Oh here you will find for sure handsome Jarl”
Susanna: “Yesh, we mush find a companion for Shimmy before we can find one for Sheshi and me.
Jimmy waves “Oh, no hurriesh wish shat”
Kaymany feels like her feet getting into ice and not standing it anymore “Jarl and Mistresses may girl go inside the longhall to see the meats in the firepit?"
Susanna: “He needsh to provide our villash wish at leasht 10 shildernsh.”
Nai’mah: “That’s a lot of shil...children!”
Jimmy looks at the bonds bare feet “Aye... you ish not prepared for shish cold”
Kaymany trying to stand right but almost impossible “Nay Jarl, girl forgot her boots somewhere now she can’t find them” shakes her head clapping her head for being such dumb.
Jimmy: “Well, we shall go to our cottash shoon too. It wash a long day wish making all she verr-sheeshe... Maybe I shee she lionesh tomorrow.”
Kaymany : “she will be here soon Jarl, she was very tired but this hours ago, she never sleeps that much, right sis?”
Jimmy: “And you really need to dresh warmer, girl, no matter how nishe it looksh what you are wearing at the moment”, his eyes resting on Kaymany’s breasts.
Susanna: “My brosher I need to eat shomeshing.”
Nai’mah: “Aye... she should.”
Susanna: “Ish shere shomewhere I can get shomeshing?”
Kaymany: “Aye Jarl, girl will” she answers lowering her head feeling ashamed suddenly
Nai’mah: Kaymany , perhaps you could take the Jarl and Mistresses in the long hall for a meal?”
Kaymany nods “Aye sis, girl will.”
Nai’mah: “I need to continue hunting for the order to be filled.”
Jimmy nods and takes a side look at Cessy “I shink, Sheshy ish a bit shleepy...”
Kaymany turns around to go to the hall before the frees arrived so she could check on the meats and finally her feet not hurt anymore with the cold.
Susanna: “Well I shink I hash shome food in my pack.”
Nai’mah: “There is always plenty in the hall, which you are welcome to eat there, or to take to relax in your cottage.” Nai’mah smiles warmly “Perhaps a nice bowl of soup and bread?”
Jimmy nods “Shat ish enough for me, I shink. I’m not sho hungry today,” not admitting that he ate half of the verr-cheese already.
Nai’mah smiles and motions to the longhall “All is on the table, and Kaymany can help if you wish to have it packaged up to take with you.”
Susanna: “Shank you, ish shat she long housh?”
Cessy smiles “Shat is kind of you” she says sleepily.
Nai’mah: “This way.”
~In the long house~
Susanna follows the girl and steps inside, pausing as she sees the naked girl dancing.
Jimmy as he enters the long hall and sees Kaymany dancing, nods “Ah, she ish making warm-upsh?”
Cessy whispers to her sister “Well, I hash heard a shand shcrub ish good for your feet” Cessy scowls and covers he brother’s eyes.
Kaymany keeps dancing, the dance always bringing her to other places that she doesn’t even notice the brother and sisters coming inside the warm hall
Susanna looks at the food on the table and picks up some bread and soup.
Jimmy ducks as usual under his sister’s hand... one of the advantages to be vertically challenged, as they call it... and continues watching the dancing girl, forgetting his hunger for a moment.
Kaymany suddenly opens her eyes and face to face with the mistress looking at her and covering her brother’s eyes and stops dancing. “forgive girl Mistresses and Jarl” and she runs out of the pit “May girl bring warm food”
Jimmy pouts a bit as the girl stops dancing. He waves to her, then turns to the table with food.
Susanna: “Ish alright girl, we ish able to feed ourshelves.”
Jimmy: “Oh, ish many leftoversh from yeshterday it sheemsh. Shat ish fine!”
Kaymany: “Nay Mistress, girl has to serve the frees, if my Mistress finds Frees serving alone she might be mad at girl.”
Cessy picks up one of the cakes and stuffs it into her mouth “Ohhh sitshfff good.”
Kaymany giggles “Nay Jarl, those were made today, Mistress likes always fresh food in the hall.”
Jimmy‘s eyes search the table “But no verr-sheeshe! Hmmmm... maybe she Lionesh keeping it all for her privatesh?”
Susanna tucks in hungrily not waiting for her family.
Kaymany shakes her head “It is in her table, Jarl.”
Susanna lifts her veil and sips her soup.
Kaymany runs and places plates on the table and goes cut a piece of the verr cheese to place in Jarl’s plate.
Susanna: “Is good soup,” Suzy mumbles, her mouth full.
Kaymany: “Girl will bring some juicy roasted meat, Jarl.”
Jimmy as the girl puts the piece of verr cheese before him looks surprised “Oh, I wash shusht looking for it... didn’t mean to eat it...” - He grabs the piece of cheese anyways “... but ash it ish here now... would be a shame to let it shpoil, wouldn’t it?” and stuffs it into his mouth.
Susanna wipes her mouth daintily then stuffs a piece of pie into it. “Ohh I feel sho mush better now.”
Kaymany runs to the food table and cuts a piece of pork and chicken still hot that she removed from the firepit just before start dancing and brings it to the Jarl’s plate “Here, very good meats handsome Jarl, to be strong more and more like you are.” she smiles
Jimmy looks up to his oldest sister “Why don’t you shit, shishter?”
Kaymany finishes to serve the Jarl and looks at the other Mistress that just sat by him. “And for Mistress what may girl bring?”
Cessy smiles “I did not want to dishturb your view brosher” Cessy thinks for a moment “ a mead pleashe”
Kaymany: “Aye Mistress, right away, may girl bring warm mead for all?”
Jimmy smiles at the naked bond “Shank you... Kaymany .. shat wash your name, right?”... and forgets to eat as he keeps on inhaling the view of the naked woman
Kaymany giggles “Aye Jarl, girl is named Kaymany ”
Susanna: “I shink I liked sheeing she naked boysh in shat lasht plashe we visheted.”
Cessy nods “Yesh, but shey were a bit shilly in she cold being sho naked”
Susanna: “Not shat nishe boy in she tropicsh.”
Kaymany leaves the family talking and runs to serve the mead.
Cessy: “She trader?”
Susanna: “Yesh, he wash very handshome. But he wash not naked... moresh she pity.”
Jimmy looks a bit sulky as the slave leaves the table, but finally can concentrate on his meal. He eats hungrily although his belt already feels tight around his belly. Quickly he gulps down the meat, then breaks the bread and dips up the delicious juice.
Kaymany walks to the fire pit side grabbing three horns in once in her left hand while with the right hand she grabs the pot in the firepit side warming the mead and serves some into the horns carefully not to get them dirty places back the pot and walks carefully to the table giving first to the Jarl and then to the sisters.
Susanna:”What did you shay your name wash girl?”
Kaymany: “Warm spicy mead Jarl and Mistresses” she says with a bright smile on her face. Then answers “Kaymany, Mistress.”
Susanna: “Shank you Kaymany ,”
Kaymany : “Very welcome Mistress”
Cessy smiles under her veil “Shank you girl”
Kaymany: And she steps back waiting for more orders “Very welcome, Mistress.”
Jimmy takes his bag off and puts it under the table, placing his bat on top of it.
Cessy sips a the mead gently.
Susanna struggles to make the horn stand up, in the end just holds it.
Jimmy: “It’sh getting warm in here, doesh it?”
Cessy nods sleepily. “Yesh, but it’sh nishe....” as she yawns.
Jimmy‘s face glows, not sure if it is the fire in front of him or the view of the naked bond serving mead. He takes the horn from her hands with a smile and almost pokes his eye out with the pointy end of it, as he raises it too high.
Susanna drains her mead then starts to fan herself. She belches loudly, “Ohh dear, wash shat me?”
Kaymany thinks of the new slaves she has to train for dancing, she gets all excited to be able to train dance again and breathes deeply lost in her thoughts.
Jimmy finally manages to take a blind sip of the horn, then catches the glances of his sisters and turns his head away from watching the bond. He focus on the drinking horn instead, trying - and succeeding - to balance it on it’s pointy end. Jimmy points proudly to his horn and beams “Look, shishtersh!”
Kaymany gets suddenly behind the Jarl, her breasts nipples touching his back and whispers to his ear “may girl bring another mead, Jarl?”
Susanna: Ohh sho clever, Shimmy dear,” Suzy says knocking the table in her excitement and making the horn fall on its side.
Cessy smiles “Oh, ish shat how itsh done?”
Jimmy - so focused on the horn - jumps as the bond whispers in his ear. At the same time his sister makes the horn fall. He tries to catch it, but it already poured all over the table, dripping from the rim down on his crotch.
Susanna: “Oopsh.”
Kaymany runs to grab a rep clothe and comes cleaning the table grabbing the horn and taking it to the kitchen.
Jimmy grabs the empty horn and holds it under the rim of the table, then tries to push as much as possible from the table into the horn with his flat hand.
Cessy yawns softly, leaning her arms on the table and slowly her eyes begin to close.
Kaymany leaves the kitchen with another horn filled already with warm spicy mead and boldly sits on his lap putting the horn by her breasts level “This time it will be safe Jarl.”
Susanna: “Are you tired shweetie?” Suzy asks concerned. Susanna gulps as the slave girl climbs on her brother’s lap. “Doesh shish mean you ish engaged, my brosher?”
Jimmy looks a bit disappointed at the result of his mead-rescue-attempt, and then lets the slave clean the table with the rep-cloth. As she returns and sits on his lap with the horn between her breasts he gulps loudly and hopes, that his sisters are too sleepy to notice his excitement.
Kaymany trying to spill some of the mead on her full breasts not even listening about the engaging thing.
Cessy begins to snore gently, soft moans escaping her lips with the muttered name “Shabashtian.”
Jimmy looks quickly left and right to assure, that his sisters are too sleepy to watch... then he quickly leans forward.. his tongue darting out like a snake’s... licking the spilled honey-liquid from the honey-skin.
Susanna leans around Jimmy, “I shink shish meansh shey are engaged,” she whispers, “A new dresh for eash of ush.”
Kaymany giggles happy feeling the Jarl’s warm tongue on her soft skin and still handling the horn spills a bit more of the golden liquid to her breasts but this time so much fell that went untill between her legs and looks at him innocently “Oops.”
Susanna gasps as she sees her brother lick at the spilled mead. “SHIMMY BLOCH, SHAT IS NO WAY TO BEHAVE IN PUBLIC!”
Jimmy fights the urge to slide his hands up the outer thighs of the bond; his finger crawling into the back-rim of the bench. His leather-pants under the kilt are growing tight... making him blush, as he’s aware, the bond could feel that. He jumps and almost throws the girl from his lap as his sister shouts. In a reflex he grabs her by the hips so she doesn’t fall.
Kaymany feels the Jarl’s manhood growing under her and looks at him amused to see him uncomfortable and his sister growling at him and feels like the need to spill again by mistake some more of the mead, when he grabs her not to fall and some of the mead fell again between the two her breasts all over his face.
Susanna slaps her hand over her eyes.
Jimmy blushes even deeper as he notices his hands on the woman’s well curved hips. He stutters “Mmmay... be... we... should go.. to bedsh... I mean.. uhm... shleep... I mean.. shishter and me.. not.. uhm....”
Kaymany feels the urge need to laugh seeing he couldn’t even talk but controls herself and very innocently “Sorry handsome Jarl, girl didn’t understand what handsome Jarl says.”
Susanna: “I shink we should Shimmy,” Susanna stands up and grabs Jimmy by his ear, “You ish mush too young to be dallying wish a shlave girl.“
Kaymany jumps from his lap seeing him be taken by his ear by his sister and giggles.
Susanna: “Ish time for bed young man.”
Jimmy as he sees the spilled mead running down between the bond’s breasts licks his lips. “Ish... she way.. shey drink... here... I shink...”, he defends himself... then “Ouch!”, as his sister grabs his ear
Jimmy growl at his sister “I’m shtronger shen you... don’t forget shat!”, but then sighs as the girl jumps giggling from his lap. He grabs his bag and bat and shoulders it, then slowly stands up, arranging his clothes, glad that the kilt hides his big bulge well. “But you are right, shishter. Me ish tired too.” He looks at his sleeping oldest sister “I should catsh Shabashtian to carry Sheshie back to she cottash...”
Susanna keeps hold of her brother’s ear - or at least thinks so - and tries to drag him from the longhouse. “Shank you for your attendashe girl. I can take it from here.”
Kaymany nods and smiles to the Jarl and Mistress leaving the hall “Odins Blessings Jarl and Mistress”
Jimmy laughs as his sister - in the believe she’s dragging him out of the long hall - finally realizes that she is pulling Sabastian at his ear. The animal sneaked in the longhall to look for its mistress...
Susanna: “Come on Shimmy, shove Sheshi on Shebashtiansh back ash you shink you are sho strong. Susanna folds her arms across her chest and waits to see if her brother can lift their sister alone.
Jimmy nods and tries to get Cessie out of the bench which is not easy as he doesn’t get his arms around her. But finally gets a grip on her and places her on Sebastian’s back, the ram blatting loudly.
Susanna rolls her eyes as her brother proves his point.
Jimmy wipes the sweat from his face then slaps his hands together “Well, shat’sh done!”
Kaymany giggles.
Susanna: “Well ash you are sho shtrong Shimmy dearesht, you can carry her upshtairsh when we get back to she cottash. Very nishe to meet you Kaymany.”
Susanna: “Make shure you put shome warm closhe on if you got outshide.”
Kaymany nods “Aye pretty Mistress and Odin blesses your paths.”
Jimmy looks at his sister “Ah, Shabashtian can climb up she ladder, right Shabashtian” - He looks over his shoulder hearing a crunching noise. He frowns “Do not eat she drinking hornsh again, shtupid beasht!”
Jimmy waves to the bond “Good night, Kaymany ... You shoon hash to show me she bash!”. He winks and waves, then grabs the ram’s leash and turns to the gates. “Come, beasht! “, then adds “You too, Shabashtian!”
Jimmy as he enters the long hall and sees Kaymany dancing, nods “Ah, she ish making warm-upsh?”
Cessy whispers to her sister “Well, I hash heard a shand shcrub ish good for your feet” Cessy scowls and covers he brother’s eyes.
Kaymany keeps dancing, the dance always bringing her to other places that she doesn’t even notice the brother and sisters coming inside the warm hall
Susanna looks at the food on the table and picks up some bread and soup.
Jimmy ducks as usual under his sister’s hand... one of the advantages to be vertically challenged, as they call it... and continues watching the dancing girl, forgetting his hunger for a moment.
Kaymany suddenly opens her eyes and face to face with the mistress looking at her and covering her brother’s eyes and stops dancing. “forgive girl Mistresses and Jarl” and she runs out of the pit “May girl bring warm food”
Jimmy pouts a bit as the girl stops dancing. He waves to her, then turns to the table with food.
Susanna: “Ish alright girl, we ish able to feed ourshelves.”
Jimmy: “Oh, ish many leftoversh from yeshterday it sheemsh. Shat ish fine!”
Kaymany: “Nay Mistress, girl has to serve the frees, if my Mistress finds Frees serving alone she might be mad at girl.”
Cessy picks up one of the cakes and stuffs it into her mouth “Ohhh sitshfff good.”
Kaymany giggles “Nay Jarl, those were made today, Mistress likes always fresh food in the hall.”
Jimmy‘s eyes search the table “But no verr-sheeshe! Hmmmm... maybe she Lionesh keeping it all for her privatesh?”
Susanna tucks in hungrily not waiting for her family.
Kaymany shakes her head “It is in her table, Jarl.”
Susanna lifts her veil and sips her soup.
Kaymany runs and places plates on the table and goes cut a piece of the verr cheese to place in Jarl’s plate.
Susanna: “Is good soup,” Suzy mumbles, her mouth full.
Kaymany: “Girl will bring some juicy roasted meat, Jarl.”
Jimmy as the girl puts the piece of verr cheese before him looks surprised “Oh, I wash shusht looking for it... didn’t mean to eat it...” - He grabs the piece of cheese anyways “... but ash it ish here now... would be a shame to let it shpoil, wouldn’t it?” and stuffs it into his mouth.
Susanna wipes her mouth daintily then stuffs a piece of pie into it. “Ohh I feel sho mush better now.”
Kaymany runs to the food table and cuts a piece of pork and chicken still hot that she removed from the firepit just before start dancing and brings it to the Jarl’s plate “Here, very good meats handsome Jarl, to be strong more and more like you are.” she smiles
Jimmy looks up to his oldest sister “Why don’t you shit, shishter?”
Kaymany finishes to serve the Jarl and looks at the other Mistress that just sat by him. “And for Mistress what may girl bring?”
Cessy smiles “I did not want to dishturb your view brosher” Cessy thinks for a moment “ a mead pleashe”
Kaymany: “Aye Mistress, right away, may girl bring warm mead for all?”
Jimmy smiles at the naked bond “Shank you... Kaymany .. shat wash your name, right?”... and forgets to eat as he keeps on inhaling the view of the naked woman
Kaymany giggles “Aye Jarl, girl is named Kaymany ”
Susanna: “I shink I liked sheeing she naked boysh in shat lasht plashe we visheted.”
Cessy nods “Yesh, but shey were a bit shilly in she cold being sho naked”
Susanna: “Not shat nishe boy in she tropicsh.”
Kaymany leaves the family talking and runs to serve the mead.
Cessy: “She trader?”
Susanna: “Yesh, he wash very handshome. But he wash not naked... moresh she pity.”
Jimmy looks a bit sulky as the slave leaves the table, but finally can concentrate on his meal. He eats hungrily although his belt already feels tight around his belly. Quickly he gulps down the meat, then breaks the bread and dips up the delicious juice.
Kaymany walks to the fire pit side grabbing three horns in once in her left hand while with the right hand she grabs the pot in the firepit side warming the mead and serves some into the horns carefully not to get them dirty places back the pot and walks carefully to the table giving first to the Jarl and then to the sisters.
Susanna:”What did you shay your name wash girl?”
Kaymany: “Warm spicy mead Jarl and Mistresses” she says with a bright smile on her face. Then answers “Kaymany, Mistress.”
Susanna: “Shank you Kaymany ,”
Kaymany : “Very welcome Mistress”
Cessy smiles under her veil “Shank you girl”
Kaymany: And she steps back waiting for more orders “Very welcome, Mistress.”
Jimmy takes his bag off and puts it under the table, placing his bat on top of it.
Cessy sips a the mead gently.
Susanna struggles to make the horn stand up, in the end just holds it.
Jimmy: “It’sh getting warm in here, doesh it?”
Cessy nods sleepily. “Yesh, but it’sh nishe....” as she yawns.
Jimmy‘s face glows, not sure if it is the fire in front of him or the view of the naked bond serving mead. He takes the horn from her hands with a smile and almost pokes his eye out with the pointy end of it, as he raises it too high.
Susanna drains her mead then starts to fan herself. She belches loudly, “Ohh dear, wash shat me?”
Kaymany thinks of the new slaves she has to train for dancing, she gets all excited to be able to train dance again and breathes deeply lost in her thoughts.
Jimmy finally manages to take a blind sip of the horn, then catches the glances of his sisters and turns his head away from watching the bond. He focus on the drinking horn instead, trying - and succeeding - to balance it on it’s pointy end. Jimmy points proudly to his horn and beams “Look, shishtersh!”
Kaymany gets suddenly behind the Jarl, her breasts nipples touching his back and whispers to his ear “may girl bring another mead, Jarl?”
Susanna: Ohh sho clever, Shimmy dear,” Suzy says knocking the table in her excitement and making the horn fall on its side.
Cessy smiles “Oh, ish shat how itsh done?”
Jimmy - so focused on the horn - jumps as the bond whispers in his ear. At the same time his sister makes the horn fall. He tries to catch it, but it already poured all over the table, dripping from the rim down on his crotch.
Susanna: “Oopsh.”
Kaymany runs to grab a rep clothe and comes cleaning the table grabbing the horn and taking it to the kitchen.
Jimmy grabs the empty horn and holds it under the rim of the table, then tries to push as much as possible from the table into the horn with his flat hand.
Cessy yawns softly, leaning her arms on the table and slowly her eyes begin to close.
Kaymany leaves the kitchen with another horn filled already with warm spicy mead and boldly sits on his lap putting the horn by her breasts level “This time it will be safe Jarl.”
Susanna: “Are you tired shweetie?” Suzy asks concerned. Susanna gulps as the slave girl climbs on her brother’s lap. “Doesh shish mean you ish engaged, my brosher?”
Jimmy looks a bit disappointed at the result of his mead-rescue-attempt, and then lets the slave clean the table with the rep-cloth. As she returns and sits on his lap with the horn between her breasts he gulps loudly and hopes, that his sisters are too sleepy to notice his excitement.
Kaymany trying to spill some of the mead on her full breasts not even listening about the engaging thing.
Cessy begins to snore gently, soft moans escaping her lips with the muttered name “Shabashtian.”
Jimmy looks quickly left and right to assure, that his sisters are too sleepy to watch... then he quickly leans forward.. his tongue darting out like a snake’s... licking the spilled honey-liquid from the honey-skin.
Susanna leans around Jimmy, “I shink shish meansh shey are engaged,” she whispers, “A new dresh for eash of ush.”
Kaymany giggles happy feeling the Jarl’s warm tongue on her soft skin and still handling the horn spills a bit more of the golden liquid to her breasts but this time so much fell that went untill between her legs and looks at him innocently “Oops.”
Susanna gasps as she sees her brother lick at the spilled mead. “SHIMMY BLOCH, SHAT IS NO WAY TO BEHAVE IN PUBLIC!”
Jimmy fights the urge to slide his hands up the outer thighs of the bond; his finger crawling into the back-rim of the bench. His leather-pants under the kilt are growing tight... making him blush, as he’s aware, the bond could feel that. He jumps and almost throws the girl from his lap as his sister shouts. In a reflex he grabs her by the hips so she doesn’t fall.
Kaymany feels the Jarl’s manhood growing under her and looks at him amused to see him uncomfortable and his sister growling at him and feels like the need to spill again by mistake some more of the mead, when he grabs her not to fall and some of the mead fell again between the two her breasts all over his face.
Susanna slaps her hand over her eyes.
Jimmy blushes even deeper as he notices his hands on the woman’s well curved hips. He stutters “Mmmay... be... we... should go.. to bedsh... I mean.. uhm... shleep... I mean.. shishter and me.. not.. uhm....”
Kaymany feels the urge need to laugh seeing he couldn’t even talk but controls herself and very innocently “Sorry handsome Jarl, girl didn’t understand what handsome Jarl says.”
Susanna: “I shink we should Shimmy,” Susanna stands up and grabs Jimmy by his ear, “You ish mush too young to be dallying wish a shlave girl.“
Kaymany jumps from his lap seeing him be taken by his ear by his sister and giggles.
Susanna: “Ish time for bed young man.”
Jimmy as he sees the spilled mead running down between the bond’s breasts licks his lips. “Ish... she way.. shey drink... here... I shink...”, he defends himself... then “Ouch!”, as his sister grabs his ear
Jimmy growl at his sister “I’m shtronger shen you... don’t forget shat!”, but then sighs as the girl jumps giggling from his lap. He grabs his bag and bat and shoulders it, then slowly stands up, arranging his clothes, glad that the kilt hides his big bulge well. “But you are right, shishter. Me ish tired too.” He looks at his sleeping oldest sister “I should catsh Shabashtian to carry Sheshie back to she cottash...”
Susanna keeps hold of her brother’s ear - or at least thinks so - and tries to drag him from the longhouse. “Shank you for your attendashe girl. I can take it from here.”
Kaymany nods and smiles to the Jarl and Mistress leaving the hall “Odins Blessings Jarl and Mistress”
Jimmy laughs as his sister - in the believe she’s dragging him out of the long hall - finally realizes that she is pulling Sabastian at his ear. The animal sneaked in the longhall to look for its mistress...
Susanna: “Come on Shimmy, shove Sheshi on Shebashtiansh back ash you shink you are sho strong. Susanna folds her arms across her chest and waits to see if her brother can lift their sister alone.
Jimmy nods and tries to get Cessie out of the bench which is not easy as he doesn’t get his arms around her. But finally gets a grip on her and places her on Sebastian’s back, the ram blatting loudly.
Susanna rolls her eyes as her brother proves his point.
Jimmy wipes the sweat from his face then slaps his hands together “Well, shat’sh done!”
Kaymany giggles.
Susanna: “Well ash you are sho shtrong Shimmy dearesht, you can carry her upshtairsh when we get back to she cottash. Very nishe to meet you Kaymany.”
Susanna: “Make shure you put shome warm closhe on if you got outshide.”
Kaymany nods “Aye pretty Mistress and Odin blesses your paths.”
Jimmy looks at his sister “Ah, Shabashtian can climb up she ladder, right Shabashtian” - He looks over his shoulder hearing a crunching noise. He frowns “Do not eat she drinking hornsh again, shtupid beasht!”
Jimmy waves to the bond “Good night, Kaymany ... You shoon hash to show me she bash!”. He winks and waves, then grabs the ram’s leash and turns to the gates. “Come, beasht! “, then adds “You too, Shabashtian!”
~Back at the cottage~
Jimmy: “Whish one wash it? Oh shish one!” He grabs his oldest sister from the verrs back and drops her on the bed. He frowns as the animal runs away.
Susanna takes off her cloak and veil.
Jimmy: “You hash to undresh her, shishter!”
Susanna: “I will shee to her.”
Jimmy: “I shink I don’t undresh.. I am too tired...”
Susanna: “Well ish alright shush shis onshe. I shall retire too I shink. Goodnight Shimmy dear.”
Jimmy nods “Wash a long day wish all she sheeshe-making
Susanna:”Yesh love. I shink I leave sheshi in her dresh, she needsh to shange it tomorrow anywaysh.”
Susanna takes off her cloak and veil.
Jimmy: “You hash to undresh her, shishter!”
Susanna: “I will shee to her.”
Jimmy: “I shink I don’t undresh.. I am too tired...”
Susanna: “Well ish alright shush shis onshe. I shall retire too I shink. Goodnight Shimmy dear.”
Jimmy nods “Wash a long day wish all she sheeshe-making
Susanna:”Yesh love. I shink I leave sheshi in her dresh, she needsh to shange it tomorrow anywaysh.”
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