The Scottish Princess

Breaking In the Bed

Even the stairs were impressive, rich dark wood with a rounded banister. There were two larges sets of stairs on either side of the great hall that met in the middle. Perfect for a grand entrance. Graham and I took our time climbing up to the 4th floor, I tried hard not to be winded by the end, this f*****g corset was cutting off circulation to my brain, I didn’t want to pass out and die.

 As we walked, I noticed the large navy carpet that led all the way down on either side of the corridor. Along the walls, there were plenty of family paintings and large portraits with the former clan leaders, I felt like their eyes were following me as we walked, I am definitely not a fan of portraits.

 We drew closer to the end of the corridor, Graham had led me to the far, east side of the wing. We must have passed at least a dozen rooms or so, I wondered who inhabited them. Our bed chamber was behind another set of impressive, double doors, they mirrored the same carvings as the main doors downstairs. 

We paused for a moment in front of them, Graham looked down at me and was grinning like a fool. “I hope you like it, I had it redecorated for us, I know that you detest pink and frills, I hope I did a respectable job with it.” I was getting excited, I couldn’t wait to see it, I would have enjoyed it either way. I watched as Graham reached down and turned the knob and took a step to the side. I was blown away by the amount of work that he must have done, the room was impeccable. 

A large four post bed sat parallel to the door, against the far back wall, it had white gossamer curtains that flowed down the floor. The room was filled with dark woods with gold accents, it was the perfect balance of brute and feminine. The room itself was enormous, the king size bed made my old bed look like a cot. The room was left neutral, mainly tans and browns, but there were touches of jewel tones throughout. All of the colors from the tartan were thoughtfully placed throughout the room. There was a large fireplace off to one side, the stone work was astonishing, it stretched from floor to ceiling. Everything was carefully carved and polished. A sizable white rug was placed in front of the hearth, I blushed at the thought of us laying in front of the flames on a cold, winter night. Graham did such a wonderful job of making me feel at home. I noticed that he had already brought up my trunk, it was sitting at the foot of the bed. 

“I figured you would like to change lass, I had a couple other items added to your collection.” He stretched his hand out towards the the large wardrobe near the door. I smiled up at him, what else did he have up his sleeve?

I rushed over to the chest of drawers and threw them aside. There were 6 or 7 ball gowns hanging, begging me to wear them. They were in a variety of jewel tones, each color would look perfect with my skin tone. I looked over my shoulder and saw that Graham was carefully watching me, no doubt waiting for my reaction to his gift. 

“I love them, thank you, with all of my heart. You have gone above and beyond to make me feel at home.” The corners of his mouth began to tug upwards, soon enough, his bright smile was beaming at me. In that moment I made a vow to make sure that I saw that very smile everyday, no matter what it took, I vowed to make him happy. He out reached his arms, waiting for me to barrel into him. I hopped over to him and buried my cheek to his chest. His arms wrapped around me tightly, I felt safe and protected with him. I could hear his heartbeat, it was slow and steady, it was mesmerizing to listen to. I felt his lips brush my forehead. I could tell that he was feeling the same way I was, it was a sweet moment for us to revel in, especially compared to where we started. The serene moment soon ended when I heard his chief voice come out. 

“Now, we don’t have much time, they will be along shortly to bathe you and dress you. Get on the bed on all fours, I will have to make this quick.” I looked at him with confusion written all over my face. “Isla, I’m not going to ask you again. Bed. Now.” I didn’t know what he was going to do, but I knew better than to question.  I hurried over to the bed, removing my cowl as I went, I tossed it on a nearby chair. The bed was so tall that I had to grab one of the posts to hoist myself up. I could hear Graham chuckle as he watched me struggle. I shot a look at him over my shoulder, I tried my hardest to scowl, I knew that it wasn’t working, he’s already told me before how hard it is to take me seriously. “That’s a Bonnie lass.” I could hear his footsteps from behind me. They were very slow, he was taking his time making his way over to me. “You are not to move, do you understand?” 

“Yes my lord.” I planted my hands firmly on top of the mattress and squared my hips. My body was quivering with anticipation as he inched closer to me. I felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand at attention when he was finally standing behind me.  There was a brief moment of silence before he slowly lifted my skirts. I could feel his finger tips lightly graze over my skin as he pushed the cotton up over my hips. I could feel the cold breeze from being exposed, but I didn’t care, the rest of my body felt like it was going to burst into flames. “You are such a Bonnie lass, you are perfect, down to the last detail. God was sure to take his time when he made you.” His fingers never left my skin as he spoke, he was getting closer and closer to my aching center with every word. 

There was a brief pause before I felt his finger graze my outer lips, my body shuddered at his touch. He was teasing me, he would lightly touch me and when he saw my reaction he would pull away, leaving me wanting more.

 I was pulsating at this point, every one of my nerve endings was tingling, my vision was going blurry of the need that I had for this man. I wanted to give him everything, I wanted to give him my virtue, all I had to do was push further back onto him. I didn’t care of the repercussions, I was throbbing and I needed to release. 

Graham placed his hand firmly on my lower back, the pressure was just enough to keep me still. His finger grazed against my lips again, but this time he didn’t pull away. He slowly glided three fingers up and down my slit, I let out a breathy moan. I instinctively pushed back into him, my arms stretched out in front of my body. “You like that lass?”

“Yes my lord.” 

He slowly slide his finger just inside and hooked his fingers down, sending a whole new wave of pleasure through my body. “How about that lass, do you like that?”

“Yes my lord.” 

I started to bite my lip as he started to swirl and hook his fingers inside of me. With each new sensation I would rock my body on my wrists, I wanted it to be his c**k so badly, I was ready, I was aching for him. He abruptly stopped his rotation and began sliding his fingers in and out in the most divine rhythm, all the while being mindful of my barrier. It intensified my sensation and I could feel the gush from between my legs, my body was not holding back. I was seeing stars in my vision and I felt goosebumps up and down my skin. I had to bite my lip to keep from screaming. I started to squirm as my orgasm ripped through me. I felt my inner walls clench down around him as he continued to rapidly insert his fingers. He pulled them out quickly, without warning, causing me to spill out onto the sheets below me. To my surprise, he propped his face in between my legs and began to clean up after me. I was about to spiral again as I felt his tongue touch my lips, I hadn’t even come down from the first one. He came up for a split second, 

“You have permission lass, be as loud as you wish.” That won’t be hard. I felt his breath once more on my center and started to moan loudly, I didn’t care who heard us, neither did he I guess. Graham was sucking and licking at me faster than I thought possible. I began squirming again under his expert tongue. His hand never moved from the small of my back. The pressure increased as I moved, I knew that he was trying to keep me still. My vision went blurry once more as I felt my nerves start to explode. I let go of all control and surrendered to my body. I screamed, louder than I thought I could. I felt Graham release his hand and retreat behind me. My whole body was convulsing, I have never had that sensation before, but I knew that I was exhausted, and I felt filthy. My inner thighs were wet from my orgasm and I knew that the sheets below me were soaked. I tried to sit back on my heels but my legs were frozen in place. Graham reached under my stomach and pulled me against his chest, I rested my head on his shoulder. I was panting, trying to catch my breath as he nuzzled in behind my ear. He was smiling at his accomplishment. 

“You are so, f*****g, perfect. Thank you for surrendering yourself to me.” I closed my eyes and smiled.

“Thank you my lord, for my pleasure.” Graham didn’t answer, he just traced kisses down my jawline and onto my collar bone. I could feel him leering down into my cleavage, I knew that he wanted to release them, but there simply wasn’t time. 

“Get undressed lass, there is a robe for you in your chest, do it quickly. I have to go, I will be back before dinner to escort you.”

“Yes, my lord.” Graham gave me a hard slap on my right cheek, making me jump. I felt my body shudder once more at the impact, my nerves were insatiable. Graham left me to undress. It was a little harder than normal, I didn’t have a second set of hands to help. I managed to get my boots and skirts off. I was just about to untie my corset when I heard a knock at the door. This adorable little thing popped her head in and glanced around the room until she laid eyes on me. She straightened up and stepped further past the door. 

“Good evening my lady, do you need assistance?” I could only imagine what I looked like, I had my arms stretched around to my back, I was hunched over and half dressed. I gave her an embarrassed smile and nodded my head. She smiled sweetly and turned to wave someone else in as well. Before they began, they stood in front of me and curtsied one at a time. The first girl introduced herself as Bridgette. She was breathtakingly beautiful, I’m surprised that she hasn’t been whisked away to be a lady of the court. She has dark brown eyes, and olive based skin. I couldn’t see her hair too much, but it was a rich auburn, she had flecks of red throughout it. The other must have been her younger sister, the resemblance was remarkable. She introduced herself as Halley, she had the same caramel skin but her eyes were a little brighter that Bridgette’s. Halley had the same color hair as her older sister, but I could tell that Halley’s was curly. 

They had me stripped and wrapped in my robe within minutes, I was thoroughly impressed with their speed. A large, copper basin was brought in and placed in front of the fire place for added warmth. The girls quickly filled the tub and place lavender flowers and drops of honey throughout the basin. While Halley continued to work on the water, Bridgette stood behind me and let my hair down, my black waves cascaded down to my lower back. Bridgette helped me down into the water and waited for me to get settled.

“We will leave you my lady, do you require anything else?”

“Not at the moment, my deepest appreciation to you both.” They both smiled and blushed before scurrying out of the room, I knew that I would be alone and able to relax for a while. I lowered myself deeper under the water, until it was up to my chin. The smell of lavender wafted into my nostrils and helped calm my soul. The water was the perfect temperature, but I knew that when I stood up, I would be freezing. I closed my eyes and listened to the crackle of the fire next to me, I felt at peace. It had been such a long journey the last couple days, it felt nice to finally stop moving and get settled. 

I must have dozed off, when my eyes finally opened, Halley and Bridgette were back. They were buzzing about the room, occasionally laying a garment on the edge of the bed. That’s when I noticed that the linens had been changed as well. I felt a wave of embarrassment rush over me as I thought of them touching our sheets and seeing my puddle. I could feel the water starting to cool a bit, I knew that I would be shivering soon. As soon as I sat up in the water, Bridgette was beside me with my robe. I smiled up at her as she reached down for my hands. 

I wrapped my robe tighter around me, I knew that my n*****s were poking out, I was right about being cold. 

“We will get you dressed quickly my lady.” I nodded my head as Halley rushed over to the bed and grabbed my slip and corset. Their touch was just as soft as Kennedy’s back home, but Halley had some force behind that tiny body. She was quite strong as she pulled my laces on my back. It didn’t hurt, she just did it a lot faster than Kennedy normally could. 

“What dress would you like to wear this evening my lady?” I know that I didn’t have a preference, but I’m sure that Graham did. I didn’t want to upset him by picking the wrong color. 

I turned to looked down at Halley, “Will you go ask Chief MacKenzie, I’m afraid I will make the wrong choice.” Halley curtsied and was out of the door, damn she’s fast. 

Bridgette continued on with the rest of the preparations. She braided my hair into a low bun and left some pieced out to hang around my face. She helped me into my stockings and laced up my evening boots. Before I realized, Halley had returned. 

“Chief MacKenzie suggested the red one my lady.” I was going to pick the navy satin, I’m glad that I asked. “He also requested that you wear your tartan my lady.”

 Halley ran over to the wardrobe and fetched the crimson red, velvet gown. I was incredibly heavy, but I felt warm and comfortable. The temperature had dropped significantly the last couple hours, I knew that the hall was going to be a little colder now. This dress was unlike anything that I’ve every worn before, it allowed more cleavage than I was used to. The neckline was slightly off the shoulder and shaped into a deep, cross cross V. The dress was adorned with long, dramatic, belle sleeves. It was a simple dress but very elegant, and the best part is that it didn’t require a hoop skirt. The cut of the fabric made it hug my curves just right but fall straight to the ground. The style made my stature appear longer and taller than my natural height. I knew that I would stand out in a bold color like this.

 Once the dress was situated, Halley worked on fastening my new crest to my right shoulder, the colors of the tartan made the red stand out a little bit more, they both complimented each other quite well. After a couple final touches, the girls excused themselves. They assured me that the basin would be taken away by the time that the Chief and I returned after dinner. Normally, an unwed man and woman were not permitted to lay together, but I knew that Graham didn’t really care. I knew that he wasn’t worried about the other woman’s chatter affecting my standing. We would be hand-fast tonight in front of the entire clan, so technically we would be married or officially betrothed. I wasn’t actually sure what he was thinking about rules and regulations. He has made me c*m at least a dozen times already so I knew that modesty was not an issue. 

I got lost in thought, gazing about our new bed chamber. There were lots of little, intricate knickknacks strewn about the room. There were beautiful, hand crafted tapestries that lined the walls. My dressing area was well supplied with everything that I would need. It was a hand crafted vanity with two small drawers on either side. There was a beautiful, silver, hand mirror with a matching horse-hair brush. He had planned out every last detail, it was hard to believe that he actually spoke those words to me that night not too long ago.  I think that Graham puts on a tough facade but has a big heart and a kind soul. I know that when he is provoked he can snap, but with me, I want him to know that he can show the softer side of his demeanor.

I sat on the settee near the door and waited for Graham, for some reason I felt like it had been some time, I should have had Bridgette and Halley leave some tea. I pushed myself up off the couch and headed over to the full length looking glass. The dress that Graham had picked for me was truly stunning. I was used to wearing a hoop skirt and having a large skirt, but this silhouette was much more comfortable, I could get used to these simpler designs. I tucked a loose piece of hair behind my ear when I heard the familiar knock at the door. Graham had such strong hands, he never meant to seem aggressive but he was just a little more heavy handed, in more ways than one. I blushed as I recalled our encounter not too long ago. Just thinking about his hands on me was enough to spur me. I tried to keep my thoughts ladylike, but it was useless. 

I felt my body temperature begin to rise and my hands were suddenly clammy. I had a slight wobble as I walked towards the door. When I opened it, Graham looked me up and down and smiled, it was clear he liked what he saw. 

“You look immaculate my darling, just wait until the rest of the clan sees you. The women will be jealous of your beauty and the men will want what’s mine.” I curtsied as he extended his elbow out for me. We walked slowly down the hallway until we reached the grand staircase. He held up a finger for me to wait. That’s when I heard the three pounds from the caller’s staph. Silence quickly befell the crowd awaiting us downstairs in the great hall. 

“Introducing, Chief MacKenzie and Madame MacPherson.” Graham winked at me and we started to make our descent down the steps. There were a few audible gasps as they took in the sight of me, most of the clan hadn’t seen me yet. I tried hard not to focus on my feet, I was just so paranoid of tripping, at least I had Graham to hold onto. I should mention that I’ll probably require my dresses to be hemmed for future events. I tried to make eye contact and smile as sweetly at as many people as possible. I got mostly smiles in return, but there were also a few unfriendly faces. Graham leaned down and whispered in my ear.

“Remember what I said earlier, many of the woman will be consumed with jealousy. Do not associate yourself with them, they know their place.” I looked up at him and smiled shyly. When we finally reached the bottom of the stairs, I was greeted by several large men, this must be the rest of the guard. “Lads, I would like to introduce you to Madame MacPherson. You’re sole responsibility is to protect her and look after her when I am not near here. Her safety is your top priority, is that understood?” 

“Yes Chief, on my honor.” They chanted back at us. One at a time, each man out reached his hand and kissed the top of knuckles. Graham introduced them one at a time, but there were so many of them that I couldn’t possibly remember them all, at least I had the rest of my life to get fully aquatinted with each of them. Once we were through with the guard, they stepped aside for us to make our way through the rest of the crowd.

 I forgot how many people that I met, they were more concerned with me than themselves, I didn’t catch many names or their roles in the clan. At one point, Graham had whispered that as long as I know the guards, that the rest would come in time. Towards the end of the throng, my eyes settled on Dugan and Angus. They were perched up against the wall talking to some other lassies that I hadn’t met yet. I did recognize one of them, she was one that gave me an unsavory expression only moments ago. I smiled as brightly as I could muster, I knew that it would drive her crazy. She scoffed at me, it wasn’t noticeable to the men, then again, she was the type of lass that most men wouldn’t bother getting to know or even notice. Her and her friend seemed to scatter shortly after Graham and I reached his brothers, not before she purposefully bumped into me, making me stumble back a bit. Graham was quick to step in front of me and grab her shoulder. He bore his gaze into her soul, she looked like she was about to burst into tears. 

“How dare you!” The whole room stopped and turned to face the commotion. Oh no, here we go again. “You will do well to remember who I am and who Madame is, if I ever see you act like this again, I will have very specific punishments for you. Be sure to remember your place. You are nothing in comparison to Madame MacPherson, you are never allowed to be in her presence again, is that understood?” The girl looked up at Graham with the fear of God in her eyes. “Now apologize to my beloved.” The girl then settled her gaze on me, tears threatening her eyes. 

“My deepest apologies Madame, I meant no ill will.” I bowed my head at her before Graham captured her gaze once more. 

“Now get out of my sight.” She curtsied quickly and rushed off into the crowd. When she was out of sight, Graham turned to me, visibly more relaxed. “Are you alright?” I tried to wave it off as best I could. The girl was a b***h, but I didn’t need everyone fussing over me like that. Graham looked over at his brothers,

 “You sure know how to pick them don’t you? If you’ll excuse us lads, the Madame and I have more people to greet.” 

My mind kept circling back to the look of fear in her eyes, it made me wonder how people would treat me. I was afraid that the women would befriend me out of fear, it wouldn’t be genuine. 

“My lord, I want to thank you for defending me. But, I do have some concerns.” He looked down confused at my statement. “I want to befriend and get to know many of the other clan members, I want our friendship to be genuine, not out of fear.” Graham chuckled at my concern. 

“Isla, this is what is expected of the ladies of the clan. If they do not respect you, there are consequences. Never doubt your place or status, most people should be afraid of you, they should show you that they respect you no matter what. You can still show your kindness and compassion, but just be leery of who you spend your time with. It’s not the end of the world if the ladies fear you, that means that they won’t f**k with you.” I started to giggle when he put extra emphasis on the ‘fuck.’  

After about an hour or so, we were finally able to be seated for dinner. The MacKenzie protocols were definitely different from the traditions that I was used to. With their daily processions, Graham and I were supposed to go last, that way the clan could show their respect and appreciation. Being seated in the middle of the table versus the ends was another adjustment for me, I was officially the center of attention now. Graham was busy chatting with other elders while dinner commenced, I thought that I would be alone with my thoughts the whole night. Just as I took a sip of water, I noticed a pretty young lass approaching me out of the corner of my eye. I set my water down and gave her a kind smile. She was beaming as she rushed over to me.

“My lady, it is a pleasure to meet you, my name is Clare, Clare MacKenzie.” It took me a second to realize that this was little Clare Bear, Graham’s younger sister. She was stunning, she had bright, kind eyes and long black hair. She had the most adorable dimples that appeared with her beautiful smile. Clare was no older than 16, she seemed similar to Fiona in many ways.

 “May I sit?” She asked as she gestured to the chair directly next to me. 

“Of course Clare, I would love your company.” Her smile spread even wider as she pulled the chair out from behind the table. She was wearing a much larger skirt than I was so it brushed up against my knee. “I’ve heard so much about you Clare, it is an honor to meet you.” She smiled past me at her brother before returning her crystal blue eyes back to me. 

“The honor is all mine, I’m so happy for you and my brother, I hear that you two will be hand-fast tonight.” Damn, I keep forgetting about that, I hope that I do everything right, I have no experience with it. I gulped down the lump in my throat and simply smiled at her, she could tell that I was apprehensive about it. 

“Don’t be nervous my lady, there’s nothing to it.” Clare was nice enough to talk me through the process. Graham and I would make a small incision on our left wrists and then bind our hands with a braided cord. This ceremony was to signify our engagement and ward off other men and their pursuits. Once the ceremony was complete, we would have up to a year to be married, I knew that Graham wouldn’t want to wait that long. He had already voiced that he wanted to plan our wedding for the end of this month. I felt a little bit more at ease about the whole process, I couldn’t help but wonder if mother intended on telling me about it before I left. I blocked that notion out of my head, as far as I was concerned, I never had to think about my family again, I was fully prepared to take on a brand new name and the clan that came with it. Then I thought about Fi, I missed her so much, but Clare would be a constant reminder of her spirit and purity, they had the same air of innocence about them. No one could replace Fi, but having Clare around would help ease my anxiety. The thought of Fi reminded me that I should write her, maybe tonight after the ceremony so it was fresh in my mind. 

Clare and I chatted and laughed for the next couple hours, she made me feel so comfortable, I could tell that we would be great friends. Graham must have wrapped up with his other conversations because after a while, I felt his hand on my shoulder. 

“Oh good, I see you two have been acquainted. How are you two ladies getting along?” We both looked up at him, he had great amusement in his eyes. 

“We are doing just fine brother. I am head over heels in love with your betrothed, be sure to treat her like the queen that she is.” Graham boomed with laughter.

“I would dream of nothing less, but aren’t you supposed to be on my side?” Clare shrugged and smirked playfully. I could see Graham’s tough exterior melt away as he spoke with his sister, I could see their bond was strong. He was her protector and it suits him very well. 

“Now, I think it’s time that I steal you away prìseil, I have one more person for you to meet and then we will have the ceremony. She would have come over a while ago, but she didn’t want to interrupt.” I c****d my head, who else haven’t I met yet? Then it hit me, his ma. 

Chief James MacKenzie had passed when Graham was a wee lad, Therese MacKenzie became interim Chief until Graham became of age. Lady MacKenzie was known as the very first female chief. She is a strong and wise leader and she doesn’t take s**t from anyone. I had heard stories about how she led her clan into battle some time ago. I had been told that she has no mercy when it comes to protecting her family, I was so afraid of her disapproval that I was instantly nervous to meet her. Graham assured me that his mother was going to love me, he told me that she has a strong demeanor like he does, but that she also shares his soft and nurturing side. My history with my own mother always left me second guessing myself. 

Graham reached down and took my hand, once I was pulled to my feet I looked back at Clare, “I’ll be right back, don’t eat my dessert.” She giggled as I pointed down to my plate. 

She shot me a wink, “No promises.” She called after us as we got further away from the table. 

I rolled my eyes at her while I was still turned away from Graham, I knew what would happen to my ass if he saw. Graham led me over to another small throng of people. Therese MacKenzie stuck out like a sore thumb. She was the only lady amongst a group of men, they were all laughing at something that she had just said. Graham cleared his throat as we neared her. She turned around and looked us up and down with a large smile. 

“Oh my dear, there you are!” She leaned forward and they exchanged kisses. “And this must be my gorgeous daughter in law. You are just lovely my dear, it is such a pleasure to meet you. My son couldn’t stop talking about you when he found out that you were to be his bride. I am so happy to finally have you here in the walls of MacKenzie.” 

I was taken aback by her boisterousness, she had more energy than a busy bee hive. I could tell that I was going to love her. Therese and I broke off into our own little conversation as Graham addressed the fellow men, they were all clan elders. 

Therese already had such a motherly touch towards me, she tucked a stray hair behind my ear. 

“So my dear, tell me about yourself. You have traveled such a long way to be here.” I  saw the compassion pouring out of her, she genuinely wanted to get to know me. I tried to omit as much negativity as possible while telling her my story. I skimmed over facts about my family and my upbringing, until I got to Fiona. I poured my heart out about her, I explained that I saw a lot of my sister in Clare, and how thankful I was that she raised such a wonderful family, she gushed at me for that last compliment. I told her how Graham had informed me that Fiona was getting married to one of his cousins. Therese only had nice things to say about Callan, which put me even more at ease. Therese even said that we were to be invited to the wedding. I was elated at the thought of surprising my sister on her big day, I wanted so badly to be there with her. 

After a while longer, Graham came back over to excuse us once more. I knew that it was almost time for the ceremony. I could see a small group of men and the archbishop making preparations at the far end of the hall. Candles were being lit and I could see the chalice, blade and cord being laid out. I could tell that the crowd started to separate to either side of the room. The balcony above us began to fill up with spectators as well. The sun was just about to set so the hall became increasingly darker, with the candles being the only source of light. Therese stepped aside so Graham could escort me down to the end of the room. My stomach was in knots as we prepared to walk down the aisle, I really didn’t want to trip or make a fool of myself. I still felt tense at the need to be perfect, I had to remind myself to let go, be your authentic self, never apologize for who you are. 

I saw the archbishop stand in front of the alter and call the room to attention, this was it, I was about to bound to another. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes.