The Attunement

The girl traverses through the forest, having left the hilltop behind her with the little girl in her arms and the slave at her side carrying the lead to beastie's cage.

The forest is dark due to the thick foliage of the trees overhead and the air has a comforting feel to it that puts them all at ease, even the beast. Ahead, they see a light amongst the crowding darkness and decide to head towards it. There's no feeling of fear that something dangerous awaits them even though there should be in this unknown place.

Walking towards the light, the trees thin out and they see a beach ahead of them, with the full moon shining brightly overhead. Just outside the tree line, they find an area that has comfortable looking seating and, in unison, they each take a seat with beastie's cage beside them.

They wait patiently, not knowing what is coming but that it will behoove them to do so. Softly, each of them hears a whisper that seems as though someone is standing right beside them except they know there is no one there. This whisper continues and slowly their surprise turns into contentment. Each of them starts to feel fuzzy and warm, as if they are surrounded by their favorite blanket and their eyes start to droop, their heads lolling to the side as they fall into a slumber not of their making.

Upon waking, the girl looks around and notices her companions are not to be seen. This bothers her greatly as she knows that they were there just before she closed her eyes. She looks up to the sky to also find the moon in a different position than it was before. She wonders out loud if perhaps she fell asleep and is startled by the voice that responds. "Yes, my precious girl, you did fall asleep, with a bit of help from me, that is."

She starts and turns to find a shimmering figure walking towards her. As the person draws closer, she can see it is a woman with hair so dark as to almost be made of the sky with pieces shimmering as if the stars have gathered here and there. Her gown is shear, almost as if light from the moon adorns her voluptuous figure. Her eyes are hypnotic, drawing the girl’s attention over and over as she tries to pay attention to the ladies words.

"Where have my companions gone?" she asks the woman.

"They are where they always were. Where they should be. They are all you. You are not multiple people, so why should they stand beside you and not within you?" As the lady responds, she glides toward the girl, almost seeming to dance softly.

"But it is hard to remember a time when they weren't beside me," she says. The girl begins to sway softly in time with the lady’s movements which also appear to mirror the waves of the ocean not too far from them.

"That is because you lost your way for a time. You are finding the path back to where you should be. Back to me and those that love you and wish nothing but the best for you." The lady draws near to the girl and extends her hand. The girl stands and takes it, not knowing where she's going but knowing it doesn't matter, that she is safe as long as the lady is with her.

The lady takes her to a tent further down the beach and leads her inside. From the outside, the tent looks like it is only big enough for two people. On the inside, it opens up to impossibly large depths. Unbeknownst to the girl, they have entered the lady's realm.

The girl stares in amazement at the opulence spread before her and is rendered speechless, her mouth gaping a bit. The lady chuckles, her sultry voice causing the girl to shiver slightly in arousal which draws her attention back to the lady.

The lady smiles at her and turns to continue their journey. She leads the girl to a bedroom fit for a queen. The four poster bed in the center of the room appears as though it has been made from four trees growing just the right distance apart with the curtain rods being connecting branches between them and the bedframe being the same thing. The bedding looks as though it is clouds drawn down from the heavens just for them.

The girl stammers and tries to suggest that she isn't good enough for luxury such as this but the lady's voice fills the girl's head again and she quiets down, letting the lady lead her where she will.

The lady lies down on the bed, drawing the girl to her and kissing her so deeply the girls head spins with arousal. Whispers fill the girls mind as the kiss continues; driving her to heights she had only previously dreamed about. The lady's voice becomes the prominent whisper, advising her she should show the lady how she displays love for those closest to her.

Needing very little encouragement, she releases herself from the kiss, trailing kisses down the lady's neck, down her chest to her breasts. She lingers here, her tongue caressing, her teeth nibbling, her mouth suckling before continuing her journey downwards. Her arms trail down the lady's arms and sides, caressing and creating patterns that swirl across her skin.

The girl takes her time, wanting to make this as perfect as she can until finally she reaches the lady's epicenter, the place she most revers on a woman. She breathes the lady's smell in deeply before plunging into her depths, using her tongue, her lips, her fingers to please as best she can.

Suddenly, she feels hands touch her from behind and she stops her ministrations on the lady, uncertain what she should do. The lady's voice in her head lets her know only that it is the Green Man. She tells the girl that he wishes to own her as well but that it's a good thing. Neither of them are jealous creatures and they desire to share what each of them enjoys.

The girl is overjoyed to hear this and begins anew to display her affections. The Green Man's hand reaches down, feeling between her thighs, to find her significantly ready for him. Positioning himself correctly, he plunges into her, filling her up, taking her, claiming her. She moans into the lady, not able to contain herself.

They spend several hours like this, her pleasing them and they, in turn, pleasing her before snuggling down onto the bed with the girl between them. The lady strokes her hair and the Green man strokes her side. "You have done well, sweet girl," the lady tells her. "You are my child, a child of the moon and sea, the darkness and the forest. You were made for sex. I expect nothing from you other than to love those close to you and show them the way you showed me. In doing this, you please me. There will be other ways for you to display your love for me but those things shall be revealed in time as will the ways you will display your love for the Green Man."

The girl smiles softly, snuggling against them both. She asks the lady if there is a name she can refer to her by when she speaks to others of her. "You may refer to me as The Lady, until such a time as I determine that I shall give you a proper name to use for me. You are not ready for that just yet. You are only beginning on your journey," the lady replies.

"Yes my lady," she murmurs as sleep overtakes her with both the lady's and the Green Man's voices whispering her to the land of dreams.

The girl wakes to find herself at the edge of the woods on a pallet of moss with the sunrise greeting her over the edge of the ocean. She sits up, stretches and yawns and welcomes the new day with a smile. She stands up and looks around to find a path before her that had not been there the night before. She steps onto it and her following stride is full of surety and purpose.