Chapters tagged mtf

by Opps-Thats-Mine

Chapter 2

It jumps in the air between you and the well-walk, hard enough that it lifts on its own, and the throb of it is stupid and simple and you do not ask how you got to a yard with a woman tied through stone. She can see your face from this side. She can see the dress. That is not the...

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Chapter 3

You leave her in the wall and you walk to the wash line with the dirty dress still in your hand, because standing in a yard with your cock out and cum drying on you is worse than being a thief. She cannot see the pegs from the well-walk. She can hear them. "Don't take all of it,...

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Chapter 4

You run. Not toward the gate. Toward the collar, around the well, to the bucket. Hoping to see a face that is not the one sitting on your neck. The dress scraps your new thighs. The chest slaps with it. You hit the bucket with both hands hard enough that water slops over your wr...

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Chapter 5

The light goes down hiding what just happened. Someone in the cottage slams a pot for real this time, and the older man swears and works the knots with fingers that are not trying to be kind. The cap cuts your rope with a knife that nicks your wrist. You come out of the hole on l...

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Chapter 6

You walk. Not fast enough to make the dress climb, not slow enough to look like you are waiting to be collected. One hand stays on the hem. The other hangs because you need it if you fall. The road is packed dirt and last light, and the cart-bell comes on steadily from the west,...

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Chapter 7

The answer pulls itself out from the wood. A man comes out of a side door with a keg hugged to his chest and his mouth already full of a complaint, and he sees you before you see the sign over his head. Thick arms. Apron that was white this morning. He looks at Hal, then at your...

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Chapter 8

You do not lie down. You go back to the bar with the rag pulled over your chest as far as it will go and Marr is wiping the same slate he counted on while you were bent over his keg. The room has thinned. The older girl is upending wash water. Sawdust-sleeves is gone. "Paper,"...

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Chapter 9

 You hear it before you mean to look. Not one woman. A lot of them. Yells that are not all pain and not all want, slapping on stone, men counting out loud like they are in a line for bread. You go to the tap windo...

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Chapter 10

You lie down with the scrap in your fist and the blanket up to your chest and you tell yourself you are going to sleep. The square does not care. It comes through the open door and through the boards: men talking over each other, a woman swearing, another woman making a high so...

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Chapter 11

You do not wake to slop. You wake to a boot hitting the crate and Marr standing over the bench with daylight in the open door. The blanket is on the floor. The dress is still at your waist. Your hand is still between your own legs like you fell asleep in the middle of it, and th...

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Chapter 12

The runner does not wait for Pell to finish the chalk line. He is young and out of breath, and he talks to Marr instead of to you, because Marr is the one holding paper. Hemm opened Hal’s crate, he says, and the dress on the dummy tore when they tried it on the window-girl, and t...

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Chapter 13

 You stop asking him to wait, and you let the frame keep the count it already has, because fighting the straps only makes the probe hitch and Sela already told you that. The wine-red lifts and drops on the same breath as hers, and the blun...

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Chapter 14

A man comes in off the pavement with coin already in his fist and points at you, not at Sela, because you are the one he watched finish, and Hemm takes the money while his mouth is still doing prices. He unbuckles the wine-red off your straps without taking the straps off your wr...

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Chapter 15

 The crowd does not thin. It packs the stones until the men at the front are against the glass, and some of them stop pretending they came to buy a hem. A few of them get a hand inside their own trousers and work thems...

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Chapter 16

 You stay on the floor. Your knees find the rug because the bed is offlimits, and you sit back on your heels in the worn ivory-and-black with Sera’s chest still heavy in the lace and the slap-heat still sitting in your cheek. The chair of...

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Chapter 17

You do not put the robe on, because the latch goes before you have decided to, and it is not the king. Another man comes in with a tray that does not have bread on it. Metal laid out in a cloth: rings, a collar, two small capped weights, a third even smaller, wire so fine it look...

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Chapter 18

You pull the robe on before the key finishes turning, worn wool over the lace and the new rings, Sera’s winter smell shutting around you, and you drop back onto the rug with the tray because that was the first order, even if a second mouth already put you on the bed. The beads ar...

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Chapter 19

You get the question out before the hall goes quiet, a full quiet sentence in her voice because a whisper will make him ask again. "Is supper a table I sit at, or a display I stand in, so I know how to stand when you come back." He stops with the key still in his fingers, and t...

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Chapter 20

( Author's note: If you're just continuing, it may be worthwhile to have a look through the previous chapters, have added a bunch of images and gifs, don't forget to click like on chapters you like ;) ) He pulls out of you with no warning worth using, and the lead goes slack onl...

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Chapter 21

He climbs onto the table from your head-end, boots and all, and the wood complains under two adults and what is left of supper. A dish goes off the edge and breaks. He does not look at it. He takes your knees and keeps them open toward the envoy so that when he turns and settles...