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Post by The Gambler on Jul 25, 2018 19:51:30 GMT
His drunken hands began to roam once more, groping her breasts and attempting to position her with clear intent for entry, though the alcohol (and likely the drugs) made him feel like he was underwater and therefore inept at the deceptively simplest task.
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Barley
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Post by Barley on Jul 25, 2018 19:56:25 GMT
Barley giggled in his ear, half innocent titter and half sultry chuckle.
“Someone is such an eager boy”she cooed to him, “tell me how much you want me”
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Post by The Gambler on Jul 25, 2018 20:01:43 GMT
"I'd rather show you," he practically growled in licentious response, the squire growing unbearably frustrated and unable to wait any longer as Barley continued to tease him. Using the barest shred of coordination he could muster and through force of will alone he gripped her by the back of the neck as well as her lower back and forced her onto all fours in the hay, positioning himself behind her. "Ride them wet and put them away harrrrd," he slurred, butchering the bawdy idiom he had said earlier at the tavern.
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Post by Barley on Jul 27, 2018 18:07:01 GMT
Barley found no way of getting away from him without causing a scene or drawing extra attention, or potentially alerting him, and so staying on her hands and knees and facing forwards not moving. She assumed he was too out of it and drunk to even care that was was suddenly a lot less enthusiastic.
The hand on her neck made her seize up though, flashbacks to her old farm life darting across her vision like a horrific nightmare. She felt the squires heavy form against her and her mind flashed to her deceased husband, doing as his father instructed him and taking her like the animal he seemed to think her stock was. She felt her arms start to quake and she shut her eyes to keep it away, but it only became more vivid in the darkness.
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Post by The Gambler on Jul 27, 2018 18:38:32 GMT
The squire took an embarrassingly long time to line until his manhood in his inebriated state, but finally managed it, entering her with a satisfied grunt. His satisfaction, however l, was short lived. After three or four pumps within Barley (completely unaware of her trauma) he suddenly slumped forward atop her, the drugs finally taking effect. Pinned under the unconscious squire’s full body weight, Barley was likely grateful he had a slim wiry build.
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Barley
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Post by Barley on Jul 27, 2018 18:46:15 GMT
Barley pushed him off of her and pulled her trousers up before heading to the stores to poison the food, trying to put what happened out of her mind. She decided to use mushed deathcap as today’s poison of choice, despite its obvious name. It was perfect for her current needs as it’s symptoms would not begin until about six hours after consumption and would almost certainly cause death. Unlike most poisons, the deathcap had a very pleasant taste, being sweet and delicious, or so she’d been told by her mother, which meant it passed the bitterness most poisons needed to hide. She went about rubing the mashed fungi over the jerky, the salt would help to mask the sweetness, and the cooking process would add a kind of underlying sweetness to the meets anyway, the jerky’s condition by the other foods could elk explain why the dried food is that little bit moister.
She went for the jerky as she thought that most likely to be eaten on the road, as the potatoes needed cooking, and the hardtack was less appetising, and more likely to be eaten towards the end of the journey.
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Post by The Gambler on Jul 27, 2018 20:39:48 GMT
Barley applies the deathcap to the salted beef, making it looks for all intents and purposes like seasoning. Though she was confident in her abilities she would not be sure if the attempt was successful or not until they ate it.
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Post by Barley on Jul 27, 2018 20:46:35 GMT
Thinking she’d done what she could, she got her clothes back together, making sure to put her shirt on lopsided like she put it on uncaring and in a hurry. She messed up her hair a bit and put on a slightly glazed smile, as if well sated and a bit drunk.
Barley went to the door and giggled at the guard, “seems Tending the horse” she commented the guard at the door, “when he wakes up, could you tell him I would be happy to shoe horses with him again anytime, he’s welcome to the forge to stoke my furnace any day” she giggled gain and waved at the guard before making to leave.
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Post by The Gambler on Jul 27, 2018 21:09:16 GMT
“That was fast. You tire the him out already?” the guardsman asked with a chuckle, leaning in awfully close. “If you’re looking for a man with a bit more stamina, my shift is up at the next bell,” he suggested, with a wink.
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Post by Barley on Jul 27, 2018 21:19:03 GMT
Barley looked him up and down and grinned as if she liked what she saw, “it’d be nice to have a real man” she admitted with a bite of her lip, “I have to run some errands now, but I’ll keep my eye out for you” she winked back.
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Post by The Gambler on Jul 27, 2018 22:00:36 GMT
“I’ll be counting down the minutes,” the guardsman replied, looking her up and down shamelessly in turn.
The remaining guards give her no trouble as she departs.
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