Date: Thu, 5 Jan 2012 09:05:13 +0100
From: Amy Redek <adultreading@gmail.com>
Subject: Once a Knight. Part Eight

  Part Eight

     I wasn't fit enough for sex with Breech when we woke up and I let him
wash me before he dressed me and went down to breakfast. I had lots to do
and a very short time to work in. The days were slipping away fast and the
men were still not ready to face an all out onslaught of the castle.

     After the meal, I sent for Michael and while I waited I asked Oliver
to find me somebody who could write and take notes and must be able to ride
a horse and stressed that it wasn't to be Lady Louise. Michael entered the
hall and bowed in front of me.

     `Michael, how are the men faring,' I asked first.

     `Very well sire, but we could still do with some more if we're to
defend the castle properly,' he replied.

     `I know that and I only intend to hold the inner part if need be for I
intend to have this fight out in the fields and only use the castle if we
become outmatched. Now I want a couple of men posted on the approaches from
de Marchand's lands to warn us when they see an army approaching us.

     You and I are going out to scout the land to find a place where we
will make a stand for it's better that we pick the place than be forced to
fight on ground that they choose. So muster up four men to go with us while
I get armoured.'

     I was back downstairs inside thirty minutes and went out into the
inner courtyard to find the men ready and waiting. Oliver was standing by a
mounted young man and I went over to him.

     `This is Robert sire. He can write in both French and English,' Oliver
said.

     `Okay. Robert. I just want you to make notes while we're out abroad
and you can write them up properly when we return, so you can be quite
brief as long as you get down all that I say, understood?'

     `Yes sire,' he replied and so I went and got mounted and led the small
troop out into the fields.

     We spent that day and all the next scanning the area for suitable
sites for a battle only going out for about two miles and then working our
way across an arc of about ninety degrees from the castle.

     We found two places which were suitable. Both being on sloping ground
giving us the advantage of being at the top and making them climb up
towards us. Robert had been taking notes and I had him sketch the sites as
I explained to Michael what I planned to do.

     I'd had the blacksmith's working overtime in making stout shields and
swords as well as pikes and having carpenters make the poles for the latter
as well as arrows for the fletchers to finish them off. I only had twenty
archers and wished I could have had a hundred for they would be the first
lines of attack though really being behind the main body firing over their
heads.

     In my notes I pointed out two places at both sites that we could cache
the weapons being made, for when the enemy were sighted I wanted the men on
site and in position for us to have the high ground. The weapons could then
be retrieved rather than waste time for the men getting their weapons and
carrying them to the proposed battleground. Oil and logs were also taken
there to be used at the first onslaught.

     It was back to the castle and for the second night both Louise and
Breech were disappointed of me not having either of them for I was too
tired and soon asleep.

     The next week was feverish haste as all the foods and livestock as
well as the people who would be in the path of the invaders were brought to
the castle and with every able bodied man being part of my small army,
strong young women were to be used as ostlers as well as water
carriers. Young boys were sent out to be relay teams to bring us news of
the advance of de Marchand's men.

     The ladies Louise, Annette and my cousins between them, made us a
glorious red fighting banner that would be planted on the field when the
time came. The one chosen to carry this just happened to be one of my half
brothers by the name of Mungo. Not a choice of name that I would have
picked for that was Hector's doing, anyway, he was proud to have this
honour.

     I'd had large pictures made up from Robert's sketches and using them,
explained to the captain as to how the men were to be placed and to take
them afterwards to show to those men he'd selected to lead each section so
that they fully understood what was expected of them. We also then had
instructions given out as to a flag system we would use to relay orders and
change of tactics. On the mount, I would give the order and the boy by my
side would use the flags and it was then up to each unit commander to work
and move as these flags indicated.

     Now that all the battle plans had been laid, it was just a matter of
waiting until they came and I was a nervous bundle of energy.

     After lunch in the afternoon's, I would retire to my bedchamber and
have Breech in bed with me and we fucked each other silly. At night, after
supper, I would then go to Louise's chamber and have her twice before
leaving in the early hours of the morning to sleep with Breech and wake up
to more sex.

     It seemed strange that Breech knew more about women than I did when
all was considered. He told me of the female organs and how to arouse a
woman with my fingers. Mouth and tongue too if I felt so inclined.

     On the fourth night of this week was when I tried what he had told
me. I'd gone into Louise's chamber where she was ready in bed for me and
gave me many kisses when I climbed in beside her. I had now found that I
loved massaging her soft breasts and making the nipples come up rock hard
and using my teeth to nibble them as I also sucked.

     I now used my fingers and inserted them into her and found this little
bud that he told me of and by the rubbing of it, found it grew a little and
came up as hard as her nipples did. She wriggled and panted under my
manipulations and didn't mind me using my fingers up inside her and she
would thrash about on the bed until she'd worked herself up into such a
frenzy that I was amazed at what she then did. She went down on me.

     I thought that only men did this to other men, but I loved it when I
saw and felt those lovely lips of hers clamp themselves over the head of my
cock and for her to suck and tongue me.

     She was constantly squirming about on the bed as she did this before
she finally released my throbbing cock and came up and kissed me. She was
still writhing about as she begged me to fuck her and fiercely pulled me
over on top of her, both her legs being wide open. She was hot and sopping
wet as I slid up inside her as her legs came up and her heels locked
themselves around my waist as she bucked up to me, literally fucking
herself on my organ.

     Twice she had an orgasm, screaming out each time, making me come
during her second one, sweating as much as she was by trying to stay in the
saddle of this mare I was riding. When I did eventually pull out, she was
quick to move down the bed and suck on my wet hot rod, getting a taste of
her own juices at the same time. Her eyes were so alight with lust and love
when she came back up and kissed me with her wet mouth and when she pushed
my head down, I went and really saw the parts of a female I'd never seen
before. I can't say it was a pretty sight like looking at a man's hard
erect organ, but never the less, I did what was expected and stuck my
tongue inside her and licked at her sex and also at the bud which had so
worked her up in the first place.

     It wasn't that bad an experience as I thought it might have been when
I first saw where I was going to stick my tongue, in fact I got quite a
taste of doing this to her considering her body movements to what it did
whilst down there.

     The next surprise from her was when the next time she brought me up to
an erection, she straddled my waist and holding my cock up with one hand,
lowered herself down onto me and I could, between her sparse pubic hairs,
see my cock disappear into her as she slid down on it till she was sitting
on my thighs. Her eyes were bright and sparkling as she looked down at me
and pulled my hands up to her breasts to hold as she wiggled her bum on my
thighs, really making my cock jump inside her to which she gurgled with
delight.

     She began then to move herself up and down on me, pumping herself with
my own tool as she also fingered her bud which she told me later was called
her clitoris. Up and down she went till the sweat began to roll down her
body as she began to move faster and finally came to a shuddering stop as
she arched her body and neck backwards as she let out a scream of pleasure
and her whole body vibrated on mine as she came and I could feel her juices
begin to slide down my inner thighs.

     She fell forward onto me smothering me with kisses again, but still
pressing her body backwards to keep me inside her as her breasts were
squashed up against my chest. It was quite some time before she had the
energy to move and let me finally slip out of her so that we could stretch
our bodies close to one another as we kissed.

     I stayed in her bed till just before dawn when I went back to my
chamber and woke up Breech by using my hand and mouth on him. Though I had
liked kissing the sex of Louise, I still liked to feel a hard cock myself
and when he was fully roused, turned round for him to have me which was
what I missed when sleeping with Louise.

                                                           *

     It was a few days later that we had a gasping child run into the
castle with the news that an army was approaching us. His message was
garbled, it having been passed through at least six children before we got
it. The exact count wasn't known but it was in the hundreds and it was
worked out that they wouldn't reach one of the planned sites till late
afternoon. A horn was sounded and all the men quickly gathered together in
the outer courtyard, a total of a hundred and thirty nine men. Nineteen
mounted, twenty archers and one hundred foot. Again I wished I'd had three
times that number, but I had to make do with what I had.

     We quickly marched out and went to one of the sites we had chosen that
was in the path of the coming army.  Many tents were quickly erected,
spaced out along the whole length of the summit with my new banner firmly
planted in the middle. Fire's were got ready for the night to be lit to
give the appearance that we had more men than we really had. Weapons were
brought from the cache and distributed and we were well emplaced before we
first espied the other army approaching us.

     To see us lined up and waiting was a bit of a surprise for them for
they then halted about half a mile away and we could see that they went
into a conflab about the situation. The black embroided flag of de Marchand
was quite visible and it was around this standard that they had gathered.

     It was now late afternoon and the captain of the guard said that he
believed that they would make camp for the night and that he estimated that
we had about six hundred men opposing us. I agreed with him, thinking six
to one wasn't very good odds but if my initial plan worked, we would cut
that down.

     They did decide to camp and we saw tents sprouting up as the day ended
and they soon had their fires going and we lit ours. We had women from the
castle seeing to our food and making sure that every man had enough water
to last through the night and the following morning for the battle would
then be decided one way or the other.

     With everybody fed, the captain and I went round to check that the
sentinels were in place and that they were vigilant and was assured by the
captain that they were being relieved every two hours. I gave out words of
encouragement to all that I met on this round and it wasn't long before I
was back in my own tent where Breech was waiting with a tub of water for me
to bathe in.

     The ladies had been refused to be allowed anywhere near the
battlefield and so, when bathed and dried, I got onto the makeshift bed and
looked at the backside of Breech and wondered if this was to be my last
night of seeing and fucking it. I was angry that the odds were six to one
and I took this out on him by really being savage in my possibly last
fucking of this backside in which I now was placed. He even screamed out
once at my violent movements within him but he forgave me afterwards saying
that he hoped that we would still be able to have such a session at a later
date.

     We were woken before dawn by one of the guards and without having sex,
Breech washed me again and dressed me in my best tunic and helped me on
with my armour before we had a small bite to eat. I say small because with
the impending battle I really couldn't find the appetite to eat.

     The fires had been kept alight all night and now seemed to lose their
glare as dawn broke and we could then see that camp fires were being used,
like ours, to cook a last meal for those who were about to fall within the
next couple of hours.

     We were soon lined up on the crest of the hill, a hundred men with
their heavy shields and in front of them the prepared logs, bound with hay
and straw, the archers were behind and out of sight on the two flanks were
ten horsemen, well only nine one side for I would be making up that number
when the battle started. The boys with the flags knew their orders for this
opening skirmish as I expected to be back after this to then direct the
battle as it developed.

     The plan was simple. The hundred men would wait until the opposing
force reached the bottom of the sloping hill and began to climb before
lighting the oil soaked logs and rolling them down the hill. As they went
down they would split up into three squads to form an open square, this
open end to be facing the enemy. Thirty men to the two sides and forty
making up the base, and to then proceed slowly down the slope to meet those
still coming up.

     The archers, behind the base of the square would begin to fire their
arrows high up and over our advancing men, following them down as they
loosed off as many as they could before the two opposing forces met before
regrouping.

     Meanwhile, as our square moved forward, the two groups of mounted men
would come round the base of the hill at their two flanks and split the
front from the rear of the approaching foot men, driving the forward part
into the open square. We, the horsemen, would then move round our own
square driving those that didn't go into the square onto the spears of that
particular side before returning to the summit.

     As we did this, the upper arms of the square were to start closing in
to complete and close the square and then slaughter all who were trapped in
the middle. But while this was moving all those on the outer edges of the
square would be facing outwards to prevent the opposing men from breaking
it up leaving those on the inside to do the killing.

     The surprising thing was that it worked. They had formed up as I
joined my group on my horse and at the white flag from the hill to show
that the other side of horsemen were ready, we charged round and into the
dense packed men, hacking away with our swords, the horses doing their part
by trampling on anybody who didn't move out of the way.

     We split the first attack in half and drove the one half into the
square where they were cut down as we rode round the flanks killing those
that hadn't gone into the square.

     We formed back up on the hill as the two sides moved together till
they met. Mind you, we lost some men in that skirmish but nowhere near as
many as they had and we'd reduced the odds down to four and a half to one
in that brief foray. We lost about ten men to their one hundred or so and
as they withdrew to regroup, we did too. The square retreated to halfway up
the slope and then formed a line abreast of about forty odd men with the
others behind them while us horsemen reined in behind these, one we had
lost so we were down to nineteen horse.

     We waited until the opposing force began to move but I had my men stay
put until they began the task of moving upwards before I gave the order for
our men to move and our line then started to move down. The archers were
letting loose another flurry of arrows which accounted for quite a few of
the attackers for they sent them up high and we had the sun at our backs so
it was difficult for them to see the descending arrows.

     Then just before the two sides met, our line split into two and moved
apart which allowed us riders to gallop through, straight into the middle
of their forces, again splitting them up whilst the two columns of our side
turned inwards into a vee formation whilst still moving forward and again
became a press, pushing towards each other killing all those in between.

     We'd reduced the odds again to now about three and a half to one, but
now they were wary of approaching our united front and kept more as a solid
mass of men instead of being strung out. So it now became more of a melee
where it was hand to hand fighting whilst me and my horsemen went charging
in wherever we saw a section of our men faltering and I was soon in the
thick of it, swinging my sword from side to side to cut men down and in the
process, had my horse cut down from under me.

      I went down but was quickly surrounded by my men for me to get back
up onto my feet and join the slashing sword swinging fray. I didn't know at
the time that Jules de Marchand had been in this third affray and that he
too had lost his horse and in a sudden space of time, I saw the black
cockade of his helmet and managed to gasp at one of my men asking as to who
he thought was inside the helmet.

     `That'll be Jules de Marchand,' the man panted. `He's not big enough
to be Sir Henry.' It didn't matter to me which one it was and fought
through two men till I was then face to face or should I say helmet to
helmet with the one I'd banished from the castle.

     `At last!' I heard him cry. `The man who killed my father who I'm
about to avenge.'

     `You can dream boy,' I cried back as he came at me. Heavily swinging
his sword and found that he was nowhere near being the swordsman as his
father was. How he had lasted so long amazed me. It was only a matter of
minutes of sword fighting before I almost took the head from his shoulders
with one savage swipe as he left his neck unprotected.

     One of my men snatched the helmet off the almost severed head and held
it aloft which caused a collective groan from the opposing force which had
seen this and there was a general withdrawal at the loss of one of their
major generals in the fight. We too moved back to lick our wounds and have
a muster to see how many we had left. The hand to hand fighting is all very
well but the loss ratio is almost on an equal par and I was dismayed to
find that I'd lost nearly a third of my men. Though we could see that there
were more black tunics than red on that slope, it was a bitter loss. The
odds were still only three to one but I didn't have enough men to withstand
a frontal assault with those odds and so I reluctantly passed the word that
we were to retire to the castle

     We burned out tents and destroyed what food we couldn't carry and made
an ignominious retreat from the field. Though we'd outfought them and
reduced their strength by over half, we were in the same plight and
therefore deemed it wise to return and fight from the castle with the few
men I had left. I even lost five of my archers by them disobeying orders
that when they could no longer use their bows because of our men, charged
in with swords and were cut down.

     I felt very dejected when I led my men back into the castle's outer
courtyard but I couldn't show them exactly how I felt. I had to give out
the right impression and give them the will to fight on. I waited till the
last ones came across the drawbridge before I gave the signal for it to be
raised and then I went and mounted the plinth that held the stocks. I
surveyed those who had fought and the women who had helped us with food and
comfort out there.

     `Friends, I thank you for the effort that all and everyone of you have
put in today. Do not for one minute think that I have abandoned this battle
for to do so would belittle the efforts and heroism that you have shown
today. We have come back to recoup our strength and the will to carry this
on to the end. I also will predict that we will come out winners at the end
even though we are outnumbered. I also promise you because of your grit and
determination, I find that we would never have to use this appliance that
is behind me ever again, for no man who has fought today will ever be
dishonoured to have to spend any time within its confines.

     To you women who have stood by your men, I bow to you and give you
thanks but still ask of one more task for you to perform. We cannot with
the manpower we have left, hold this outer bastion but must retire to the
inner courtyard. Whilst your men are resting, I ask of each and every one
of you to carry as many stones that you can up to the battlements of the
inner walls so that we may fight on and I promise you, we will be the
victors by this time tomorrow.

     Now let's all pull together and get all and sundry inside and not
leave a thing for them to eat or use against us and with God's will, we
will survive and triumph.'

     The cheers were ragged at first but became a full throated roar as I
left the stocks and told Oliver as I stepped down, almost having to shout
over the cheers that they should all see the stocks being pulled down.

     I felt mentally drained and near exhaustion as I dragged myself up the
steps to enter the keep, but kept myself erect for it wouldn't do to let
the others see me falter. I was greeted inside by the ladies as a hero
which I didn't feel like at that moment as I was kissed by Annette, my
cousins and lastly by Louise. I looked over her shoulder and saw the wan
smile of the face of Beech for I knew he would just have loved to have been
able to kiss me at that moment.

     As it was, he was pushed into the background as the women took over,
shouting to get the master's tub ready for a bath, also shouting to a
servant to bring food. I was hustled upstairs and it was here that Louise
took control by directing the servants in the placing of the tub and seeing
that the water was hot enough. She shooed out Annette and the others except
for Breech.

     I was a bit bewildered as this whirlwind of organising my bathing and
food and she even admonished Breech.

     `Don't just stand there. Get your master's armour off and be quick
about it.'

     `But...but...you shouldn't be here,' he stammered out. `It...it's not
right for you to see a man naked.'

     `Breech, I've seen him naked though not as much as you have and have
had him as you have in your way. So let's cut out the crap and get that
bloody armour off. Can't you see he's nearly dropping from exhaustion.'

     He quickly obeyed her and soon had that heavy weight lifted off me and
then he whipped off my tunic and helped me step into the tub. God it was
lovely to just slide into that water and I felt my muscles instantly
appreciate that warmth and began to relax. The food arrived and I had the
pair of them offering me small morsels to eat as I wallowed in that lovely
soothing heated water.

     I had both of them kneeling either side of me as they fed me and I
could see what was coming but couldn't interfere.

     `Now let's clear the air while we're both here Breech,' she said as
they faced each other across my tub. `You know he has been spending most of
the nights in my bed and I know that he gets into bed with you when he
leaves me. But you are to take a back seat when we get married. It's my bed
he sleeps in, not yours and if he's still got the strength when I'm
finished with him, well, maybe you'll be able to coax more life into
him. But I come first and just you remember that.'

     `Yes m'lady,' he replied in a low and downcast voice and I really felt
sorry for him and promised myself to make it up to him at a later date for
I knew that I wouldn't be able to handle both of them this coming night.

     The pair of them washed me when I was standing up and as Breech dried
me I whispered to him.

     `Her bark is worse than her bite so don't take to heart all she said.'
He gave me a small smile and helped me into my bed and was rather peeved
when Louise pointed to the door and so he departed to leave us alone.

      I was too tired to stop Louise's advances on me and she realised that
I was tired and so went down under the covers and took me into her mouth
and worked on me till I came. Whether she spat it out before surfacing, I
don't know for I was too tired to care at just being relieved that way. I
remember her kissing me before I went to sleep.

                                                           *