Clovis Regrets

Truth was, Lina doesn´t want to give her virginity out and that is for a reason beyond mere rules and supposed sacred laws, she wants to guard herself to a man she loved, that is Sanders and, while that romanticism hasn´t made her unwilling to be sexual, actual sex was a line she resolutely didn´t want to cross. So before Clovis could think of anything, she says, crying "Don´t do this... Please. This is too much." The old baker slowly retreats from her. "I'm sorry for that, I don´t know what came over to me, im no ****." He pushes his dick back inside his pants and, taking her clothes, gives it to her. "Here, take your clothes, dress yourself and come into the kitchen when you are ready, I need to pay you my part of the deal, if you still want it." She almost doesn´t believe he retreated while having her in such a **** position, Clovis may not be a paragon of virtue, but it seems he isn´t beyond regret either, in fact, he is a much better man than anyone had given him credit for, maybe his attitude is a mere shell of this, much gentler, personality. Once she dresses herself, she goes to the kitchen, following the door the Baker had used.

Once in the kitchen, she couldn´t find anyone, not even Clovis, maybe he was bringing her some loaves of bread, Lina feels like she may not want those loaves after all, but resolved to stay and listen to him, something tells her that there is a much deeper aspect to this old baker than meets the eye and, curious as ever, she couldn´t resist the temptation to probe him. Her train of thought is interrupted by someone opening the door, Lina looks back, but, to her surprise, it isn´t Clovis, but his daughter, Yara. She is young, no more than 20 to 21 years to her, but is already fully developed, she has a somewhat flat chest, but everything else was modelled to perfection, Lina caught herself thinking that this girl receives much more 'attention' than she lets her dad or anyone know. Her hair was black, full and long, her face hiding her fierceness through a mask of apparent innocence and delicateness, she was, lacking any other proper adjective, beautiful.

Yara walks with purposeful steps in the direction of Lina "So, let me guess..." The girl says, taking a plate from the table. "You´ve traded some 'favors' with my dad in exchanged to an early breakfast?" Lina doesn´t respond, accessing this girl with whom she hasn´t ever got to know. She only heard rumors and stories of Yara, she heard conflicting stories, like she was of a sickly disposition and yet, disappeared from the village for weeks at a time. She heard that she was a prim and proper girl and that she was a slut who had even fucked before and much more. A specially interesting story tells how Yara had been gangbanged by a group of hunters, whether it was consensual or not, no one knew. But Lina now had a good idea, this wasn´t some fragile, weak girl, just waiting to be taken by bigger man. She was now bearing herself with the kind of confidence only years of training could give her.

"Are you not going to answer me? Oh well, I guess sluts such as yourself have their own reasons to sell themselves at such low rates. Just like those other huntresses." Lina is a bit shaken by her earlier experience, but she retains enough control of herself to let this girl rattle her. So she spoke clearly. "By what I´ve been hearing around, you´re not the one to talk. You seem to have many more experiences than your age would suggest, say... Did you begin early? Was it a pervert uncle who touched little innocent Yara when she was most ****?" While saying this, Lina realized how harsh she sounded, maybe she was rattled, after all. Yara looked at her, from the other side of the table for several seconds, but then, suddenly, laughed out loud. "HAHAHAHAHA spirits, you have quite the imagination! Maybe you should have become a bard instead of a Huntress!" Lina feels a bit more relaxed now that Yara seemed not to be offended by her own malicious suggestions.

Yara, then, sits around the table, right next to Lina and says. "Well, there is some truth to what you´ve said, tell you what, I will tell you my tale, not now of course, when my dad can come and enter at any moment, but maybe tomorrow? That is, if you don´t fail your ritual, once again." Lina took a deep breath, calming herself, this girl was something, alright. "I won´t fail, I will bring the beast in time. But yes, I would want to hear your story later on. Try not to bore me too much." Yara smiles and put a hand on Lina´s inner thigh, making Lina flinch a bit. "Oh, that I can guarantee." Lina thought she might be even bolder, but then the door opens suddenly and Yara retracts and looks back. "Daddy!" She squeals like a little girl and runs off to Clovis, embracing him.

Clovis is all smiles around Yara, apparently blind to her true personality, this girl was either a consummate actress in front of him or Clovis is an incredibly dense man, and she couldn´t even shake the feeling that both were true. Clovis then sits on the table, with his daughter in tow, herself a completely different person in front of him. If before she was cunning, calculating and sexual, now she is innocent and delicate like a flower, not a trace of that earlier fierceness. How interesting, Lina thought while eating with the baker´s family. Clovis had served her some delicious, freshly baked breads and some excellent butter and even some blackberry jam, something she hadn´t even asked. "Now, that is delicious, dad." Yara spoke while wearing her sweet little girl persona. "Thank you, dear." Once she ate her fill, she kept some small talk with Clovis and Yara and then, when the wake-up bell rings loudly, it woudn´t be long before the breakfast bell now, they all were up and CLovis took Lina out of the house.

Now both were standing at each side of the bakery balcony. "I'm sorry for what I did, Lina. I hope I have made it up to you. Please, come as many times as you want." Lina was impressed with Clovis´ generosity, but as always, this wasn´t free and he followed up. "But as I´ve said before, this isn´t a charity and iwont break the rules for nothing, next time, bring me some money, a few copper coins may suffice or you can give me another blow job. You really know how to give those." Lina didn´t resent Clovis for that, neither for what he did before and spoke back. "Yes, we will see about that."

Once they finished talking and her stomach had calmed, she took her equipments and walked into the forest, in the distance, she could hear the breakfast bell. Now it´s time to hunt.