Running to stand still

The village stood high in the hills, desolate for some but exciting for the maid and her Lord. They had left everything they had ever known and loved, moving continents to start a new and exciting chapter in their life, neither knew what lay in store or even if they would survive.

Their new home was private with a beautiful stone wall keeping out anyone they wished but they loved their new neighbours, set about trying to learn the new way, to read and speak, this proved to be difficult as anyone interested was only concerned with learning their strange language.

Life was exciting, especially in the depths of winter when the snow came and come it did.
Getting stuck in the snow was an experience all right, snow up to the Lords thigh's their cart wedged tightly due to it being fine when they left home but the snow in this strange land fell swiftly. Having to dig their way out, every morning clearing a way and chopping wood all day. They learnt new skills of survival, having both been cosseted in their previous lives, this gave them a sense of pride, a joy in their exhaustion.

The maid cared for the live stock, milked them, made cheese, yogurt, bread,  while her Lord tilled the land grew the food everything they, and the animals ate, survival was dependant on their work and she loved it., .
Their cottage was warm and comfortable in winter cool in the heat of the summer. They made a pond on their land to cool off in summer, but life was missing something for the maid, she yearned for a child of their love. Would they ever be able to do this, to feed a child? Oh yes she knew that for the first year she could feed the child herself, but after that? They would have to make their life here first, know they were able to sustain themselves as well as a child. Oh she yearned for her child that was yet to be.

The Lord was not so enamoured, after the first year where time in this strange and exciting land was just that, exciting. Now though not so much. They had to work very hard to keep alive, make the house livable, gather animals which would feed.and cloth them. This meant keeping the animals warm and well fed too. All too much trouble for him as he had to grow their food and bedding as well as their own. He did not envisage this!  He was not sure the maid was worth it and found his time better away from her constant twittering of the child she now wanted to foist on him. Urgh, he could not stand the little oiks. He would rather have a boy capable of being out in the fields with him working the land and it was a good few years before that would be possible, in the mean time he would have to grow even more food to feed the extra mouth. He never considered it could be a girl.
If only the maid knew what he thought about in his head, the things he called her, the way he thought about her. He was well and truly fed up.

He loved the control over her not knowing his thoughts, she and everyone else were still under the impression that he was still utterly happy and in love with his maid, but he really wasn't.
The truth was he was incapable of true feelings, oh he could put them on, make it seem real, and possibly in the beginning of something new they were, but then he always changed. Now though he thought he was very clever, able to hide who he really was and project this other persona to the world about him.

The maid started to feel very lonely. Her lord was different, quieter, distant. He said he was fine, nothing was wrong. He never criticised her but she would catch him looking at her with a strange look on his face, like he was thinking something not quite nice.
She missed her family, had no one to confide in or ask what they though, what she should do.

Life continued, hard work keeping them going, enabling a way of life however meagre.
One cold sleety morning a very attractive man called over the wall to her lord. He was allowed entry to her home so she busied herself making a warm soup & wine, to chase away the chill. Serving them she was told the man was going to be joining them, for a while. He was going to work the land, do repair jobs, for bed & a little sustenance.
The maid was shocked, secretly excited, the man made her feel feelings lost long ago.

Work was hard but the weather was warmer now, the sun shone and warmed their backs, the breeze no longer a worry. The man was wearing only his bottom clothing and this excited the maid. God he was good looking. She caught him many times watching her with those lovely kind eyes. Sometimes their hands brushed together and an electric shock rushed through her body, his too she thought.
He slept in the barn now as he liked the warm air on his body and he could go rest away from everyone in the afternoon heat. It was too hot now to work from noon till late afternoon. He would retire, remove his clothing and think of the maid. He thought of her as his maid, he knew she wasn't but he loved her from afar.

One weekend the lord had been drinking in the local public house. He had insulted a local peasant who had retaliated with a club to the back of his legs. He was now in the Dr's house being looked after, no one knew if he would walk again.
The maid instead of feeling sorrowful was elated, she wasn't sure why, she thought she loved him?

The man came in for food. They sat quietly at the table, a rickety old top with legs nailed to it. He picked at his food and she noticed his hands were shaking. She rose from her seat and walked towards this beautiful man with those eyes, she took his knife from his hand and turned his face to her. He had her hand and suddenly he was kissing her, deep soulful kisses, touching her very being, bringing her to life. She melted against him, all rational thought gone from her she just knew this was where she was born to be.
He gently slid his hand up her skirts , along her thigh to her most secret places, she thought she would die of pleasure, never before had she experienced this with her lord. He was crying soft tears of happiness, to have her in his arms was something amazing. He was trying hard to not lose control himself, he was hard, so hard he could feel his need to have her was so intense. She was abandoning herself to him, trusting him. He was kissing her mouth, her lips, he loved her lips. He peeled away her under garments so to feel her wet in his hands. Little cries and moans were escaping her as he gently rubbed his whetted fingers around her clitoris.
She had never felt such joy, such pleasure, ohhhhh it was taking her over and she felt she would lose consciousness, her body started to tighten and hot feelings were overtaking her. Suddenly she spasmed and shuddered with a loud cry, oh my God she screamed. What happened?
He gently laid her down, removing her top blouse he sucked her nipples while fondling her breasts, he loved her and loved these feelings she provoked in him. He wanted to care for her, love her and make love to her. They kissed deep soul touching kisses then he moved down and she did not know what was going to happen, but she was excited. She automatically took his penis Into her mouth, licking him, feeling him he was hard, engorged and beautiful. He tasted musky, manly, beautiful. She licked around the top poked her tongue into the little hole tracing it with her tongue, mmmmmm, she had never done this, it was so exciting making him moan, Little spasms. She sucked gently and licked and sucked his length, along the shaft, it was delicious.He put his hand under to stop her, so she cupped his balls & stroked him while she was relaxing into what he was doing. She was moaning in pleasure, God this was what she had been missing out on. She was arching her back and moving to and fro.
He was amazed at how she was reacting to him. She was sweet in his mouth. He just wanted to slam into her he was so turned on, she was his!
Her body was stiffening as he was sucking her juices and using his fingers inside her, stroking back and forth, she was wet and delicious.
She was in heaven wrapped up in him, never would she have guessed, never could she have thought!
 She cried out in an explosion of emotions, running through her whole body, she threw him off her onto his back. She took him In her mouth, playing with him. Then she kissed him on the mouth, she could taste her cum on his tongue, she smiled as she straddled him opening herself up to his size and lowering onto him the feeling was intense. She had no idea this was how it should be. He raised up to meet her and they moved together with an intensity so strong. He moved her up and down on him and was flying, he was so hot! Never before had he experienced this feeling of intensity. He gently rolled her to be under him, now he could hold out no longer. He moved deep, deeper, she was crying with pleasure, they were kissing all the while and he lifted her legs which sent them both over the edge. They came together with a roar, a cry  and clung together.
Both completely sated, devoid of energy wrapped in each others arms.
If the lord ever recovered he would find his house empty.