[Rp] Guardian of the bathing girl.

Particularité du rp: Mixed languages, english and french.
Décor: Fête chez les Tajuks, Vanille fait partie des esclaves qui participent à la course. Au final, elle est choisie par le Tajuk Leomur, devant passer une journée à ses côtés. Au petit matin, se préparant à se baigner, un guerrier Tajuk fait son apparition...

Vanille, bathing at Tajuk oasis.

Vanille: Nidan Master.

Shaard Nostram watches the kajira for some ihn then responds "Greetings girl."

Vanille makes a soft smile, a bit lost here... she steps away from the water and kneels "I am Vanille... one of your warriors chose me for one day."

Shaard Nostram approaches closer to her and studies her "He has made a good choice, Vanille, for i see you are very pretty."

Vanille looks up and smiles at the master... then she points at the water "Is this water dangerous for a bath?"

Shaard Nostram's thassa coloured eyes smile a little then he answers her "The water is the most refreshing to bathe in the whole Tahari girl. The only dangerous thing are my eyes" Il rit un peu.

Vanille  makes a little rascal smile and shrugs her shoulders "I ran the last night, for the hunt and... i need to refresh my body." She points at the bag near her and adds "I took some other clothes and i would like to change. Would you mind if i... " she don't ends her sentence, pointing at the water.

Shaard Nostram looks closely at her seeing the hint of mischief in her smile, he nods his head "You have my permission to bathe in the water, girl, for the heat of the desert needs frequent cooling and my brother will not wish to lay with a slavegirl who makes him sticky and dirty" he raises his muscular arm and gestures in the direction of the shimmering waters of the oasis "Bathe and swim all you wish Vanille."

Vanille smiles wider, being an addict of water and bath. She leans on side to grab her bag, looking for her stuck of her vanilla soap " Tank you master. Je ne peux jamais résister quand je vois de l'eau." She chuckles and stands up slowly.

Shaard Nostram watches her as she rises to her feet, the shape of her slave figure now fully revealed to him. His eyes show his appreciation of her beauty "We all love to swim and bathe here in the cool refreshing waters of our oasis, girl, there is no need to explain your desires to me."

Vanille nods, smiling softy as he reminds her that she is a slave and better keeps her envy for herself. Vanille gathers her long hair to attach them up her head "Yes master, i'll keep that in mind." She turns around to show her back, focusing on the oasis, starting to undress and trying to forget his presence.

Shaard Nostram's eyes watch her as she ties her long hair up. The form of her perfect shoulders now revealed, his eyes drift over her seeing the litheness of her flesh as she turns her back towards him. He lowers himself to the sand enjoying the sight of this beautiful girl as she prepares to wash herself of the desert heat.

Vanille removes softly each clothe, leaving them fall on the ground at her feet. Vanille never loose her precious vanilla soap, gift of her master. She puts her toes into the fresh water, already enjoying this first contact... Then, she looks upon her shoulder, smiles and askes "Is there some dangers here?"

Shaard Nostram sourit un peu "Seulement les désirs d'un Tajuk qui regarde une kajira tellement belle que toi sans vetements."

Vanille garde ses yeux émeraudes rivés sur lui, lui offrant toujours la vue de son dos. Elle sourit encore, Vanille n'étant pas pudique du tout, habituée à évoluer nue parmis les hommes. "Mais là, vous allez me préserver de tout danger?" Elle se penche un peu, trempant les doigts dans l'eau dans un geste nonchalant comme pour jauger la température. Elle glousse et ajoute "Au camp de mon Maître, les dangers sont permanents."

Shaard Nostram rit plus fort maintenant "Ne te preéccupe pas Vanille, je suis un bon archer et je ne crois pas que tu seras en danger, là, comme je te protègerai." her beautiful form making him think of his own kajira, the fine curves of her ass perfect in their shape as they jut out towards him, he says "Ton maître a beaucoup de chance à posséder une kajira comme toi."

Vanille trempe la main enserrant le savon dans l'eau, reportant son attention sur sa toilette, frictionnant les mains entre elles pour faire de la mousse. Elle hoche la tête, chuchotant "Thank you master. Having this secure feeling is good." She steps a bit deeper into the water, slowly moving down her body to wet it. Then, she glances at him "Votre oasis est sereine. Ma soeur a dû profiter de son séjour ici..." elle sourit encore, ses mains remplies de mousse glissant sur son ventre.

Shaard Nostram watches her slender finely shaped fingers as she makes the foam with the soap then cleaning herself with the mousse the slight curve of her stomach strangely seductive. He raises his eyes upwards enjoying the soft but firm curves of her graceful breasts the coolness of the oasis waters hardening her light brown nipples as she washes herself.

Vanille smiles, her body moving slowly into the water, creating light waves around her. Her hands slides slowly on her skin, spreading a vanilla perfume in the air. Vanille glances time to time to the man, conscious that he is enjoying the view and not ashamed to take care of herself in front of someone. She turns around to face him one moment, just to keep his attention and whispers "Are you a warrior here? Master."

Shaard Nostram looks at the beautiful slavegirl as she turns a little towards him the water shimmering off her smooth unblemished skin. The sight of her naked as she bathes in front of him arousing his senses in some way. He hears her question and without taking his eyes from her naked body, answers "Yes Vanille, i am Shaard, one of the Tajuk warriors. I was on travels last evening when the fete was on or i would also have been here and perhaps have chosen you as my prize!" his eyes laughing a little as he says this.

Vanille laisse glisser sls mains sur ses hanches, ondulant doucement le bassin dans un cliqueti aquatique. Elle sourit, amusée de voir qu'elle aurait eu un chasseur de plus à ses trousses. Mais elle a été rapide hier soir et Leomur a eu quelques difficultés à l'avoir. "Yes Master... the master won only one day with me." Elle glousse, laissant ses doigts glisser vers l'intérieur de ses cuisses, pivotant au bon moment pour lui cacher sa toilette intime... l'homme n'ayant que le loisir d'imaginer les doigts de la girl s'insinuer entre les lèvres... Elle ajoute, lui lançant un regard brillant "But i was not alone... some other beautiful slaves were with me... perhaps more amazing than me."

Shaard Nostram souspire un peu comme elle pivote, ses yeux regardant fixement. Il pense à la chance de son freèe d'avoir gagné un trophée tellement sensuel. Il essaie de ne pas regarder comme elle laisse ses doigts glisser vers l'intérieur de ses cuisses et lui demande "Et mon frère aura pleins droits avec toi pour cette journée?"

Vanille gazes at him and her body will turn to face him again, smiling. She ponders a moment, nearly closing her eyes... that'd give her a sensual look "Humm. Usually, i'm restricted to my Mighty Master use. But i don't know the rules of this deal... master. Perhaps your brother got instructions foro my Master." She leans down and puts her hands into the water, opening her eyes to look up at him "I will do all my master decided for me... i am his devoted first girl."

Shaard Nostram grins suddenly "And which of my brother's has been the lucky one to win you as his prize?"

Vanille leans her head on side, brushing her lower lip with one finger "Humm... if i remember well his name, you brother is caller Leomur... Master." Elle fait quelques pas en arrière pour immerger son corps jusqu'à la taille, venant se rincer doucement. The girl opens a bit her legs and smiles, a shiver shaking her body "This hunt was funny. I hope my master will organise that kind of game on Farad's oasis." she'd says with a light tone.

Shaard Nostram rit quand elle dit le nom de son frère "Ahhh tu as de la chance, Vanille. Mon frère Leo, c'est le Tajuk le plus beau..." il tombe silencieux quelques ihn, puis continue "Sauf pour ses jambes qui ont la forme d'une grenouille." il rit de son commentaire "Je rigole bien sûr!"

Vanille lui lance un regard chameur, ses yeux brilants d'amusement comme l'homme taquine son frère. Elle rit doucement avec lui "I am a lucky girl... yes. And i hope to be the pride of my Master by serving your brother with all the attention he needs." She steps out the water, standing not too close of the man on the dune... De cette façon, le maître reste en hauteur. Elle profite de la chaleur qui sèche déjà sa peau et sourit "Que pensez-vous ce cet échange d'esclave?"

Shaard Nostram rit encore tellement content de lui-même, ses yeux admirant la belle kajira comme elle sort de l'eau. Il lui répond "Je crois que c'est une bonne idée. Particulièrement pour avoir le plaisir de connaitre plus intimement un maître ou une kajira que normalement on n'a pas l'opportunité... si on n'est pas jaloux."

Vanille shrugs, knowing her master is very possessive and not sure he could accept to share his girl... but, perhaps he made an exception for this game."Oui Maître, c'est une opportunité. Mon Maître compte sur mon bon comportement... un peu comme pour montrer l'image de son camp." She smiles again and leans down to grabs her bag, loooking for new clothes. She takes a taluna's necklace, the larl tooth being a weapon and put it around her neck. Vanille glances at Shaard and dresses up slowly, taking her time " Do you think i am allowed to check the kitchen and cook something for my winner and his family?" she'd ask with a soft voice.

Shaard Nostram smiles "I try also not to be jealous but it is not always easy. I understand how your master can feel. It is brave of him to let his slave be in this exchange" he falls silent for an ihn or two then continues "Yes you can use the kitchen, Vanille, but be careful not to cook too much food for my brother because he will become fat and then no kajira will wish to lie with him in his furs" il rit un peu.

Vanille makes a cute smile, her eyes shining of joy... she nods seriously to him and say softly "Ooh, soyez sans crainte, le repas sera léger... juste de quoi montrer mon talent culinaire." She steps a bit closer "May i go to the camp and work at my cooking? Master." she awaits patiently his agreement.

Shaard Nostram chuckles "Yes Vanille, go and prepare your cooking for my brother has a large appetite and i am sure he will be very hungry in some way."

Vanille bows her head with respect and giggles at his comment "Safe paths Master... Puissiez-vous ne jamais manquer d'eau." she waves softly and walks away.

Shaard Nostram smiles as she passes him on her way to the kitchen area "Serve him well Vanille."