the first two pages of my new story

Story by crytox

I wanted to post the first few pages of my new story. I got the idea for this story from some pictures that i saw on 4chan and decided that i wanted to begin writing it. I hope that is up to snuff for this place, there are a lot of good writers here and it is my hope to be able to hold my own here one day. well with out any further ado here they are, i will hopefully i will be able to add more tonight. i am very sleepy though so who knows *_*.

Her name was veronica. It was the name that her mother gave her; it would not be the one veronica would have chosen. Her mother was the mistress of the castle and the land that surrounded it. Veronica was not sure as to how long her mother had been the ruler of the land but it must have been long she thought, she had scoured the library for any mention of when her mother began her rule. It was possible that her mother had the scholars remove any mention of previous rulers. Veronica spent a good month searching for any information, finding nothing she stopped looking.

It was the twenty first day of the month and it was time to take care of the cattle. Her mother decided that it was time for her to take the responsibility of keeping them alive and healthy. Veronica moved to the window after laying in bed thinking of all the things that she needed to do for the cattle. The room was big; there were no flat walls as her room sat in the tallest tower of the castle. The walls wrapped around her. The window took up most of the southern side of the room, the window went from the floor up to the point where the ceiling began to angle up. In the middle of the window a set of doors that opened inward towards a deck that wrapped around the entire room.

Veronica stepped out on to the cold stone of the deck. The magically heated floor in her room did not carry out on to it. The cool morning wind whipped across her naked teen body as she moved to the railing and looked out across the city and that sat all around the castle and moved out towards the horizon. She stood for a moment at the spot as she felt her nipples harden from the wind. It was a normal morning ritual for her, she loved feeling her body respond to the stimuli of the natural world. It was one of the things that her mother did that she liked to do as well.

She walked around the deck looking at the city as it slowly came alive for the day ahead. She stopped and looked and to the north and the sea that seemed to go on forever. There were many ships docked in the bay so many more in the past the mouth of the bay that counting them would be pointless. Veronica played a normal game in her head trying to figure out what each ship was bringing in. Minuets passed as her mind wandered on to all the different things the multitude of ships where bringing in. The bell towers in the chapel that sat in the city behind her rang out.

“Shit!” Veronica yelled to the wind.

She was late for taking care of the cattle. It was not that she usually cares if she was late for the cattle, but her classes where today and she did not like to give a bad impression to Ms. Lyte. Veronica loved Ms. Lyte; she was very smart and taught her so much on how the world worked. She truly was the type of woman she wanted to become when she grew to be of age.

Veronica moved back into her room leaving the doors to the deck staying ajar. Her four poster bed sitting in the middle of the room began to make itself. The covers moved by themselves from the simple flick of Veronica’s hand. She stood in front of her full length mirror thinking about what she wanted to wear for the day. She flicked her fingers towards her reflection as clothes popped into existence on to her soft curvy teen body. She looked herself over in. Her breasts were being held up by a gold jewel incrusted bra; rubies making up the vast majority of them. The gold bra was lined with the softest silk the continent had ever known. The second half of her outfit was nothing more than a thong that covered her shaven vagina. It to being gold and jewel incrusted.

Thin chains of gold wrapped themselves around her wide hips; they were tight and caused slight indentations into her body but kept the gold firmly in place protecting her prized spot. The silk that lined her bra was also in the thong. The soft cloth felt wonderful sliding against her smooth pussy. The silk was not only for her sensitive spots to gain pleasure from; it was used on the outside of her ensemble as well. Long flowing drapes of it hooked from the corners of the gold triangle patch and wrapping around her to the back where it tied off to the gold hoop that gold chains tied to. The silk arched downward from the two tied points, the arches showing off the corners of her ass cheeks. The silk draped far past her bare feet and drug across the ground.

She admired herself and the silk; it was some of the most amazing cloth that her mother had ever found. The color actually changed depending on the mood of the wearer. Luckily ther

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