3 Free Short Story Chapters: Raj by Neale Sourna (soft romantic erotica)
Raj
by
Neale Sourna
A great Indian lady chooses a British Raj officer from the crowd for her amusement; but discovers her choice may bring her more than she expected.
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The tiresome British have been here for some time and find our ceremonies "fascinating" in a "quaint manner"; believing we are their British India. They do love parades in pretty clothes. And that is when I saw him, standing among the crowd of the faithful with two other "redcoat" officers kept back behind my official guard, as I entered for my official duties.
Our gazes locking upon the other caused a feeling as palpable as one's skin in an electrical storm.
Upon my exiting the temple, he was still there, just beyond the iron gates, separating us from them.
I spoke to my man and kept on, and the Britisher was collected and brought the secret way to my private apartments.
He was stripped—a fine figure from my hidden vantage—as he was washed and redressed in silks and finest linen, with only a few protests of good-natured curiosity from him, but no excessive, disrespectful attitude of superiority, or entitlement, so often rampant in one of his nation and race.
"What is your name, sir?"
He was startled by my appearance, and his eyes bulged, so did his linen trousers, when he beheld me in my simple gown, cut low between my generous breasts. He appeared unable to speak, or think.
"Sir. Your personal name, nor more."
"Sutton Palm—. Sutton. Ma'am." Hm. Very respectful, and attractive.
"Tell me what you thought, and felt, as your gaze first met mine. Exactly." He blushed, rather terribly.
"It wouldn't be proper, ma'am. Great Lady."
"Tell me, or I'll send you away, this instant." A look of distress distorted his fine, honest features. "Exactly, sir. Now." His gaze met mine in challenge, and then fell away.
"Nothing. My mind blanked, but I-I felt as one when caught in an electrical storm which makes the hairs upon one's body stand." Ah. Good answer.
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I took him by the hand and led him to a soft bed of pillows, and we reclined together...http://stories.neale-sourna.com/Raj.htmlLabels: british, chapter, free short story, india, neale sourna, officer, raj, redcoat, romantic erotica, soft, temple
posted by Neale Sourna @ January 25, 2012
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