That's very kind of you. I'm particularly fond of the shade of blue you've decorated my steed with. It should be similar in hue to the bruises I'll have on my arse from bouncing up and down on that ass. Or is it a donkey?
And thank God You found a use for all that crap you fished out of Seth's tea caddy. It's far better used decorating ass-hats than polluting tea.
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Elizabethan Fantasy
An update on the adventure so far
When My Lady and I arrived at the Knights Templars Manor it had been desolated and the keeper was breathing his last breaths and muttering about Holbourn. Lady Arabella tells me this where the original Temple was built.
The keeper clutched in his hand a torn letter, this has been secreted under My Lady's bodice, while I would quite enjoy a fumble through her clothing, to search for this document of course, I am keen to keep my blood in my veins.
The letter was from Dr John Dee, and while we don't know what the first part of letter says, the last part tells us that Dr.Dee is visiting the new Dockyard at Chatham this week, so my Lady and I are now travelling down river on a boat. (Who ever supplied us with donkeys wants their backside tanning, and as I know who the culprit is I shall take delight in administrating the punishment Kiera)
Lady Arabella says she knows this Dr.Dee so interrogating him should not be to difficult a task.
When My Lady and I arrived at the Knights Templars Manor it had been desolated and the keeper was breathing his last breaths and muttering about Holbourn. Lady Arabella tells me this where the original Temple was built.
The keeper clutched in his hand a torn letter, this has been secreted under My Lady's bodice, while I would quite enjoy a fumble through her clothing, to search for this document of course, I am keen to keep my blood in my veins.
The letter was from Dr John Dee, and while we don't know what the first part of letter says, the last part tells us that Dr.Dee is visiting the new Dockyard at Chatham this week, so my Lady and I are now travelling down river on a boat. (Who ever supplied us with donkeys wants their backside tanning, and as I know who the culprit is I shall take delight in administrating the punishment Kiera)
Lady Arabella says she knows this Dr.Dee so interrogating him should not be to difficult a task.
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As I (name it now seems is yet to be determined) am currently working out my notice before joining the Marquis in the Dungeons of doom, ladies I have dutifully prepared your mounts for your journey to Rochester.
Might I suggest "Tower Mistress" to give you the name that shows your prominence in my cadre of followers.
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An update on the adventure so far
When My Lady and I arrived at the Knights Templars Manor it had been desolated and the keeper was breathing his last breaths and muttering about Holbourn. Lady Arabella tells me this where the original Temple was built.
The keeper clutched in his hand a torn letter, this has been secreted under My Lady's bodice, while I would quite enjoy a fumble through her clothing, to search for this document of course, I am keen to keep my blood in my veins.
The letter was from Dr John Dee, and while we don't know what the first part of letter says, the last part tells us that Dr.Dee is visiting the new Dockyard at Chatham this week, so my Lady and I are now travelling down river on a boat. (Who ever supplied us with donkeys wants their backside tanning, and as I know who the culprit is I shall take delight in administrating the punishment Kiera)
Lady Arabella says she knows this Dr.Dee so interrogating him should not be to difficult a task.
I am so sorry but Kiera, now the Tower Mistress, is under my protection. You will defer to my authority. Her mode of transport was the best available.
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Might I suggest we get a list of who is who. I am getting confused and using the wrong names when I address people. Sorry for the digression.
Personally I prefer to be known as simply "The Interrogator".
Personally I prefer to be known as simply "The Interrogator".
As we travel down river an icy wind from the North Sea blows in our faces we snuggle together for warmth, I wrap my thick cloak around us, her cold eyes look at me and for a second I think I see a softening in her look, but it goes as quickly as it comes. 
We arrive at the gun wharf steps, the boatman ties up and helps Lady Arabella up to the wharf, I as usual am left to fend for myself. As we step foot on the wharf a Constable arrives wanting to know who we are and what we want, I know I will be of no use and I spy 3 wenches standing close bye. I wander over and ask why these comely ladies are there, they tell me they are ropemakers but no flax in the stores means no work. I make feeble jokes about fun with ropes and knots but they obviously don’t play the same games as me.
As I stand I see a flash out the corner of my eye, I see a figure walking behind My Lady the figure holds what looks like a silver manacle, my instincts kick in I shout ARABELLA, and launch myself upon this figure who drops the manacle as I hit, and then I am wrestling with thin air the figure has disappeared.
Lady Arabella bends and picks up the mancle looks at it then at me, “please address me by my title in future I am not one of your doxies” so much for the thanks, “ this looks like a transportation device” she adds, as if I would understand. I am not convinced My Lady Arabella is of this world or time but perhaps it is her superior education that leads me to that conclusion.
Eventually the confusion dies down and the Constable leads us away to the Admirals house, where I am told to wait outside while My Lady enters...., TBC
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We arrive at the gun wharf steps, the boatman ties up and helps Lady Arabella up to the wharf, I as usual am left to fend for myself. As we step foot on the wharf a Constable arrives wanting to know who we are and what we want, I know I will be of no use and I spy 3 wenches standing close bye. I wander over and ask why these comely ladies are there, they tell me they are ropemakers but no flax in the stores means no work. I make feeble jokes about fun with ropes and knots but they obviously don’t play the same games as me.
As I stand I see a flash out the corner of my eye, I see a figure walking behind My Lady the figure holds what looks like a silver manacle, my instincts kick in I shout ARABELLA, and launch myself upon this figure who drops the manacle as I hit, and then I am wrestling with thin air the figure has disappeared.
Lady Arabella bends and picks up the mancle looks at it then at me, “please address me by my title in future I am not one of your doxies” so much for the thanks, “ this looks like a transportation device” she adds, as if I would understand. I am not convinced My Lady Arabella is of this world or time but perhaps it is her superior education that leads me to that conclusion.
Eventually the confusion dies down and the Constable leads us away to the Admirals house, where I am told to wait outside while My Lady enters...., TBC
Lights Camera Acton Quote by MdeSade64
Might I suggest we get a list of who is who. I am getting confused and using the wrong names when I address people. Sorry for the digression.
Personally I prefer to be known as simply "The Interrogator".
Dear Marquis The Inquisitor maybe a better name (the Brits all join in "No one expects the Spanish Inquisition")
Short Arse Brit
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Dear Marquis The Inquisitor maybe a better name (the Brits all join in "No one expects the Spanish Inquisition")
And it would seem I am now Kiera.....hopefully soon to be Lady Kiera, aka Tower Mistress.
In the mean time Inquisitor I agree with May no one expects the Spanish Inquisition but I have bought in some help for our enquiries in the Dungeons of Doom, There is no power like the Force lets use it.
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And my latest poem, The Temptation.
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Please check out my new story, co-written with the amazing Wilful.
https://www.lushstories.com/stories/straight-sex/long-time-coming.aspx
And my latest poem, The Temptation.
https://www.lushstories.com/stories/erotic-poems/the-temptation.aspx
It would seem that my agents are pursuing my request to find those who would do evil against our Queen and her Empire. I think that May should pay closer attention to her mistress' needs rather than to try to entice some trollops into her play. I think she may need to be sent to The Inquisitor or one of his assistants for understanding where her primary responsibilities lay.
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Dear Marquis The Inquisitor maybe a better name (the Brits all join in "No one expects the Spanish Inquisition")
While I appreciate the irony, I prefer not to be even remotely construed as being associated with the Spanish, our arch enemies. In the event of a loss of position due to any kind of revolt I can see myself as being a prime target due to my title.
I prefer to be known as The Interrogator since that is my role, to interrogate...
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And it would seem I am now Kiera.....hopefully soon to be Lady Kiera.
In the mean time Inquisitor I agree with May no one expects the Spanish Inquisition but I have bought in some help for our enquiries in the Dungeons of Doom, There is no power like the Force lets use it.
What is this "Force" of which you speak "Lady" Kiera? I must qualify your title for the moment. However, it may soon cum to be bestowed upon you my dear...
The soldiers in the image you posted seem most adept. I suppose this is as good a time as any to reveal the truth about "The Spanish Inquisition". They are, in fact, the Time Police. An elite force created in the year 6969 to monitor the time-streams of the multiverse and "deal with" any rogue elements that may seek to twist the warp and weft of time for their own ends..The Time Police appear in a multitude of guises in an attempt to blend into whichever temporal stream they are needed in order to cause as few ripples as possible in the river of time.
Their Commandant and creator is "The Pope". An Omnidimensional and immortal being who some claim is older even than Time itself, some believe He may be the being that inspired a belief in both God in His various forms, and the Devil.
Their Commandant and creator is "The Pope". An Omnidimensional and immortal being who some claim is older even than Time itself, some believe He may be the being that inspired a belief in both God in His various forms, and the Devil.
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Perchance is this why I keep seeing these blue boxes label "Police"? I have occasion to meet a man who calls himself simply Doctor. Perhaps he is someone we should be looking for.
Short Arse Brit
And this is their mode of transportation throughout the multiverses
Oops Don't drink and time travel My Lady you failed to mention they had a tendency to over indulge 
Edit...Damn The Interrogator is like lightening fast but quite right.
Edits yet again....I give up im gona bunk a ride with the time lords and make an actual posts before I get pipped to it again lol.
Oops Don't drink and time travel
My Lady you failed to mention they had a tendency to over indulge Edit...Damn The Interrogator is like lightening fast but quite right.
Edits yet again....I give up im gona bunk a ride with the time lords and make an actual posts before I get pipped to it again lol.
The Duchess of Tart
Please check out my new story, co-written with the amazing Wilful.
https://www.lushstories.com/stories/straight-sex/long-time-coming.aspx
And my latest poem, The Temptation.
https://www.lushstories.com/stories/erotic-poems/the-temptation.aspx
Please check out my new story, co-written with the amazing Wilful.
https://www.lushstories.com/stories/straight-sex/long-time-coming.aspx
And my latest poem, The Temptation.
https://www.lushstories.com/stories/erotic-poems/the-temptation.aspx
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"Lady" Kiera you must be careful in this realm. There are those who might try to do us harm. Those liquids are fine in moderation but be careful. Do you know why tankards have clear bottoms? Sailors were prone to being shanghaied onto merchant and naval vessels. If you drank your pint and there was a coin in it, it meant you had been conscripted to serve. So lift your tankard and be on the lookout lest you find yourself en route to wherever....
Short Arse Brit
Thank you My Lady I suspected as much the last time The Doctor visited May
The Duchess of Tart
Please check out my new story, co-written with the amazing Wilful.
https://www.lushstories.com/stories/straight-sex/long-time-coming.aspx
And my latest poem, The Temptation.
https://www.lushstories.com/stories/erotic-poems/the-temptation.aspx
Please check out my new story, co-written with the amazing Wilful.
https://www.lushstories.com/stories/straight-sex/long-time-coming.aspx
And my latest poem, The Temptation.
https://www.lushstories.com/stories/erotic-poems/the-temptation.aspx
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It would seem that my agents are pursuing my request to find those who would do evil against our Queen and her Empire. I think that May should pay closer attention to her mistress' needs rather than to try to entice some trollops into her play. I think she may need to be sent to The Inquisitor or one of his assistants for understanding where her primary responsibilities lay.
Sire I crave audience with you, I am not in the employ of Lady Arabella but a mercenary employed by the state.
The fact that I and Lady Arabella are independent from each other,is the reason for success in our previous expeditions.
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They do over-indulge Kiera. Not only alcohol, but all forms of debauchery and perversion....they're Catholic, from the Planet Cathol in the belt of Orion.
Edit : He is quick, isn't he?
The Marquis is quick too...slipping 'twixt us like a bolt of lightning.
I am only "quick" with respect to some things. With others, more sensual in nature, I am very patient and slow t task. Some have complained of my penchant for stopping when within a moment's activity of achieving the summit of our quest. Tis great fun.
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Sire I crave audience with you, I am not in the employ of Lady Arabella but a mercenary employed by the state.
The fact that I and Lady Arabella are independent from each other,is the reason for success in our previous expeditions.
You are in my employ May, but Lady Arabella's safety is one of your primary responsibilities. You must protect her as if she were your mistress. I have heard that there have been occasions where she has undertaken that role with you on occasion with her as the Mistress and you her slave. So my reference to her as your mistress is, I believe quite apt.
I suspect that you would enjoy showing her The Interrogator's premises and see what she might do with you in such a well equipped suite. "Lady" Kiera would be pleased to assist since I am told that she is very familiar with the facility.
The Court of Elizabeth Queen of England
is pleased to announce the betrothal of Lady Kiera Mistress of the Tower to Philip Sidney a courtier, poet, and soldier he is the eldest son of Sir Henry Sidney and Lady Mary Dudley - sister of Sir Robert Dudley. Sir Henry Sidney a prominent courtier and politician during the reigns of King Henry VIII and King Edward VI, which paved the way for his son's own success at court.
is pleased to announce the betrothal of Lady Kiera Mistress of the Tower to Philip Sidney a courtier, poet, and soldier he is the eldest son of Sir Henry Sidney and Lady Mary Dudley - sister of Sir Robert Dudley. Sir Henry Sidney a prominent courtier and politician during the reigns of King Henry VIII and King Edward VI, which paved the way for his son's own success at court.
As the two riders trot slowly along the sodden and rutted path to Rochester the Lady Arabella slips a black-gloved hand into her muddied travelling cloak and withdraws a small, folded square of parchment. Leaning in the saddle, she holds it out to her companion.
"'Tis best that you are cognisant of all the facts, I suppose, as we are bidden companions by my Lord Walsingham. here is a fragment of a letter from Doctor Dee to someone he addresses as "Winnie". See what you make of it, girl"
".....so I believe them to be connected with these strange occurrences. King Philip may have thought he delivered the Templars a death blow, but they merely retreated further underground, literally.
My search for the stone proceeds slowly. Of late I have been troubled by ill humours and my piles are playing me up something terrible.
Tell Mam I enjoyed the rock cakes she sent last time, but possibly a bit too much gravel in them. Also, has Dad managed to remove Myfanwy from the privy yet? It still seems odd that my parents are younger than me and living after I died. Time's a queer bugger, innit?
Well, I better get on. Her Majesty has summoned me to Romeville. It seems Walsingham believes he has discovered something of significance in Holborn and our Sovereign Lady wishes me to offer him any assistance I may. Just what I need, a bloody long ride from Caernarfon to London with the grapes of wrath trapped between my arse and a hard saddle. The bloody weather's lousy too. been pissing down for a week straight now.
If I get the chance I'll look in on Arabella and check how the modifications to her body armour are affecting the power source, I fear the added strain may be too much of a power drain.
I better get packed then, I suppose.
Good luck with your efforts against that German fella, what was his name...Hilter? I've no doubt you'll prevail. He sounds a right arsehole from what you've told me.
Anyway, my dear Winnie, must dash. The Queen doesn't like to be kept waiting.
All the best love
(and cut down on the tobacco)
Johnny
xxxxx"
"'Tis best that you are cognisant of all the facts, I suppose, as we are bidden companions by my Lord Walsingham. here is a fragment of a letter from Doctor Dee to someone he addresses as "Winnie". See what you make of it, girl"
".....so I believe them to be connected with these strange occurrences. King Philip may have thought he delivered the Templars a death blow, but they merely retreated further underground, literally.
My search for the stone proceeds slowly. Of late I have been troubled by ill humours and my piles are playing me up something terrible.
Tell Mam I enjoyed the rock cakes she sent last time, but possibly a bit too much gravel in them. Also, has Dad managed to remove Myfanwy from the privy yet? It still seems odd that my parents are younger than me and living after I died. Time's a queer bugger, innit?
Well, I better get on. Her Majesty has summoned me to Romeville. It seems Walsingham believes he has discovered something of significance in Holborn and our Sovereign Lady wishes me to offer him any assistance I may. Just what I need, a bloody long ride from Caernarfon to London with the grapes of wrath trapped between my arse and a hard saddle. The bloody weather's lousy too. been pissing down for a week straight now.
If I get the chance I'll look in on Arabella and check how the modifications to her body armour are affecting the power source, I fear the added strain may be too much of a power drain.
I better get packed then, I suppose.
Good luck with your efforts against that German fella, what was his name...Hilter? I've no doubt you'll prevail. He sounds a right arsehole from what you've told me.
Anyway, my dear Winnie, must dash. The Queen doesn't like to be kept waiting.
All the best love
(and cut down on the tobacco)
Johnny
xxxxx"
I have found out that there are some among us who have unusual histories. They are mature in age, yet I can't find out anything about them older than but a few years. No one can place them at any function more then five years ago. It is as if they suddenly appeared out of no where five years ago. We must learn more about these people. One of them goes by the name Winnie. She entertains a lot but has no obvious source of funds yet seems to have them in abundance. My spies tell me that she has visitors more often late at night rather than in the bright light of day. In fact they say that no one can recall seeing her out and about during the day. Her lodgings are closed up tight during the day. She has but one servant, hiring transient help when she has one of her elaborate parties. We need to secure an invitation to one of her soirees to see what is happening within her "cottage". So Lady Arabella will you and May undertake this "invasion" of Winnie's premises? I know not what may lie within.
We shall make it a priority, my Lord. At the next coaching house we pass I shall send a rider with a message summoning Oozing Meg to meet with us at the edge of the Wildwood, I think perhaps her "special training" may serve us in good stead 'pon this mission.
I shall keep you informed via the speaking box Doctor Dee had installed in your office recently.
I shall keep you informed via the speaking box Doctor Dee had installed in your office recently.
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As the two riders trot slowly along the sodden and rutted path to Rochester the Lady Arabella slips a black-gloved hand into her muddied travelling cloak and withdraws a small, folded square of parchment. Leaning in the saddle, she holds it out to her companion.
"'Tis best that you are cognisant of all the facts, I suppose, as we are bidden companions by my Lord Walsingham. here is a fragment of a letter from Doctor Dee to someone he addresses as "Winnie". See what you make of it, girl"
".....so I believe them to be connected with these strange occurrences. King Philip may have thought he delivered the Templars a death blow, but they merely retreated further underground, literally.
My search for the stone proceeds slowly. Of late I have been troubled by ill humours and my piles are playing me up something terrible.
Tell Mam I enjoyed the rock cakes she sent last time, but possibly a bit too much gravel in them. Also, has Dad managed to remove Myfanwy from the privy yet? It still seems odd that my parents are younger than me and living after I died. Time's a queer bugger, innit?
Well, I better get on. Her Majesty has summoned me to Romeville. It seems Walsingham believes he has discovered something of significance in Holborn and our Sovereign Lady wishes me to offer him any assistance I may. Just what I need, a bloody long ride from Caernarfon to London with the grapes of wrath trapped between my arse and a hard saddle. The bloody weather's lousy too. been pissing down for a week straight now.
If I get the chance I'll look in on Arabella and check how the modifications to her body armour are affecting the power source, I fear the added strain may be too much of a power drain.
I better get packed then, I suppose.
Good luck with your efforts against that German fella, what was his name...Hilter? I've no doubt you'll prevail. He sounds a right arsehole from what you've told me.
Anyway, my dear Winnie, must dash. The Queen doesn't like to be kept waiting.
All the best love
(and cut down on the tobacco)
Johnny
xxxxx"
May reads the letter then returns it to Lady Arabella, sits in the saddle with a faraway look in her eye. Her reverie is broken by Lady Arabella “What is the problem girl, are sulking for some reason?”
May pulls her horse to a halt looks across at Lady Arabella “I know who Winnie is but how do I know? He isn’t born yet, I know who Hitler is and he isn’t born yet, how can this be?” then as if a dam has burst a torrent of words escape May’s mouth, “My Lady we have seen some fantastic things you and I. You have told me fantastic stories, if I were to repeat what I have seen and what I have heard at the Inn I would be taken away as a lunatic. To my contempories all I have seen and done would leave them in shock and awe, and I know these words will be used to describe a military operation in a land that will become known as Iraq” May dismounts and walks to the side of the road squats and relieves herself. She walks back to her mount looks up at Arabella “the time you took me to Titan I knew it was a moon of Saturn before you told me, I never turned a hair at the clothing we donned to protect us” My Lady you are so better educated than I, why do I know these things why do these fantastic things not disturb me