A femdom fairy story, I printed elsewhere too.
As soon as, in a small city surrounded by thick forests, there lived a younger blacksmith. All day lengthy he laboured, turning out horseshoes, railings and all method of steel items for the folks of the city. He beloved his work and will consider no higher option to spend his time than beating scorching steel into helpful issues.
In the future, laborious at work in his smithy, he appeared up and noticed a younger lady standing by the door. When she smiled, he recognised her as one of many two younger girls who had moved right into a home within the forest simply exterior city earlier within the 12 months. The townspeople avoided them believing them to be witches or — worse — lesbians, however the blacksmith was an easy-going soul and at all times had a sort phrase for everybody.
“Good day, Miss!” he stated cheerfully. “Had been you in search of one thing?”
The younger girl was fingering among the chains hanging in skeins by the doorway.
“These are superb” she stated admiringly. “Did you make them?”
“Aye Miss”, the blacksmith replied, puffing out his (appreciable) chest in delight, as making chain was a time-consuming process in these days with out equipment and the hanging chains represented a number of weeks of labor.
“I believe I might like to purchase some”, she stated with a smile. “At all times helpful to have chains — particularly within the forest with so many wild beasts about.”
“Aye, Miss” the blacksmith replied once more, and so they took to haggling and shortly the younger girl was the proud possessor of a number of lengths of chain of various sizes.
“Are you able to make something, from iron?” she requested.
The blacksmith paused. “Nearly something, Miss” he replied, cautiously, for he was an trustworthy fellow.
“May you make…say… a collar? An iron collar, with attachments for chains, and thick flanges for a padlock? And shackles too, the identical however already related to at least one one other with chains?”
“Aye Miss” the blacksmith replied uncertainly. “However a canine’s higher off with a leather-based collar, you understand? Iron collar’d be highly effective heavy.”
“Oh, this is not for a canine.” the younger girl replied hurriedly. “It is for a… a beast. A giant, fierce beast that we trapped. A very good heavy iron collar is simply what it wants. And shackles, like I stated.”
“Aye, very nicely Miss” nodded the blacksmith, secretly quite uncomfortable as he didn’t imagine in cruelty even to massive fierce beasts. “However you do not want flanges and padlocks: I can do you a catch that no beast’ll ever be capable to work.”
“No, padlocks are greatest.” the younger girl replied earnestly. “Cannot be too cautious.”
So the blacksmith agreed to make collar and shackles, and lengths of chain between them. He tried to make them as gentle as he may, however iron working in these days was a crude enterprise and the collar with its nice thick flanges weighed many kilos.
Nonetheless, the younger girl professed herself delighted with them, and struggled off alongside the trail into the forest carrying her heavy load, the blacksmith standing watching her exterior his smithy, pondering her a winsome creature and desperately wishing he had provided to hold the heavy restraints himself.
A number of weeks handed, till at some point the blacksmith heard a mushy knock on his door and opened it to see the younger girl once more.
“Good day, Miss!” he greeted her. Not an issue with the ironmongery, I hope?”
“No, no!” she replied brightly. “No, the beast is totally underneath management. They’re good for him. And really, that is what I needed to speak about. You see, we had been pondering of going searching. To catch a couple of extra beasts… simply as massive and fierce. And we had been questioning in the event you may make…. Oooh, let’s consider three extra units? Like these? Perhaps a little bit heavier, in the event you can…”
“Searching fierce beasts, Miss?” he replied, his forehead furrowed with concern. “That does not sound very secure, for a pair of younger — “
“We’ll be high-quality” she stated, decisively slicing him off. “It is what we do. However we want the chains and shackles and issues. Are you able to make them?”
“After all, Miss” he replied, proudly. “It will likely be an honour and a pleasure.”
When the work was accomplished, it crammed a big sack that the blacksmith may barely raise. So with a lot clanking and clashing, he heaved it onto the again of his cart and set off for the younger girls’ home. Alongside the winding path his horse trotted, earlier than pulling up in entrance of the cottage. As he dismounted, he fancied he may hear some muffled cries, however when he paused and listened extra intently, they stopped, so he determined it will need to have been solely the wind.
He hauled the sack down and dragged it throughout to the door, knocking gently.
The younger girl opened the door with a startled look.
“Oh, whats up!” she stated.
“Who’s it, Melissa?” got here a voice from inside. The blacksmith peeked across the door and noticed a dark-haired lady, hurriedly closing a trapdoor within the ground.
“Simply the blacksmith, Harriet” the younger girl — Melissa — replied. “I believe he is introduced the issues I ordered – for the beasts, you understand”.
Harriet got here to the door and appeared on the sack. “In there? What issues?”
“Oh, you bear in mind!” Melissa replied brightly. “You recognize: chains and stuff. For the hunt. Once we go and hunt beasts?”
“Oh sure, the beast hunt” Harriet muttered and with a curt nod, she went again into the home. With a specific amount of effort, and nonetheless extra awkwardness, the blacksmith managed to get the sack into the home, took his cost and departed, kicking himself for not discovering some excuse to be invited in by the stunning Melissa.
Again at his smithy, all by means of the afternoon, he discovered himself working steel into the form of a capital ‘M’, with more and more curly and ornate serifs. He was in love.
4 days later, within the forest, Melissa once more opened the door to see the blacksmith standing there.
“Oh, it is you” she stated, instantly pondering it a very silly factor to say. “Is every thing all proper?”
“Nicely, sure and no, Miss”, stated the blacksmith wringing his leather-based cap in his arms. “See, I do not know in the event you heard the information within the city however… three younger males went lacking two nights again. They had been on their approach again house from the inn and so they simply vanished. Everybody’s in a horrible state about it.”
“Sure, we heard about that.” Melissa replied cautiously. “Very unhappy. I hope they will flip up… boys do run off on occasion, although, do not they? Headstrong issues.”
“However not these three, Miss!” the blacksmith responded, earnestly. “One in all ’em was because of be married right this moment — and one other his greatest man! Is senseless they’d go a-running away earlier than the marriage.”
“However what’s it bought to do with us?” Melissa requested.
“Nicely Miss”, the blacksmith stated, wringing his leather-based cap greater than ever. “I used to be simply thinking-like. With these three lads lacking… lacking within the forest like as not, this forest the place the 2 of you reside…”
“Go on…” Melissa stated, narrowing her eyes. Harriet appeared, standing silently behind her. She appeared to be clutching one thing behind her again, however the blacksmith did not discover.
“And… after which I bought to pondering of all these shackles and chains and issues that I made you. Nicely, I believed…”
“Sure…?” Melissa stated.
“Nicely, I simply thought maybe you would assist search for them, Miss. Being such good hunters and that.”
“Oh!” Melissa replied in shock. “Oh, I see. As a result of we… as a result of we hunt issues. We may assist search for them. Sure, that is sensible. Maybe we may… what do you assume Harriet?”
Her buddy appeared equally shocked. “Sure, we’ll erm… we’ll definitely preserve an eye fixed out. Once we’re searching beasts.”
“Sure, we’ll preserve an eye fixed out!” Melissa confirmed. “If we see any clues, we’ll make sure you let the city know, all proper? Good day, now!”
And she or he shut the door within the poor lovelorn blacksmith’s face.
Every week later, the blacksmith was overjoyed to see Melissa stroll into his smithy but once more.
“Any information, Miss?” he enquired, eagerly.
“Information… about?” she replied, considerably perplexed.
“The lacking lads, Miss. I suppose you have seen neither conceal nor hair of them.”
“Conceal nor hair” she giggled, as if at a personal joke. “No, I am afraid not. No: I got here with one other job for you truly. One other set of shackles and chains… to collar yet another beast.”
“My pleasure, Miss” the blacksmith replied. “Identical as earlier than, then?”
“Perhaps these ones… we thought…a little bit greater?” Melissa replied, wanting up on the brawny younger blacksmith. “Three extra inches for the collar, I might say.”
She glanced down at his arms. “And perhaps an inch or two further for the wrists — forelegs. For the forelegs. And good and robust and heavy, please: this beast is the strongest of all.”
“Aye Miss” stated the blacksmith, and when her pretty kind was now not lighting up the darkened workshop, he set to work.
This time, he did not even attempt to make the gadgets lighter. His kindliness in the direction of animals had been fairly forgotten, in his need to please the stunning Melissa. So he heated iron and beat and pulled, and quenched and bashed and filed, till he had a set of essentially the most fearsome iron restraints conceivable. The collar alone weighed 15 kilos and when the ensemble was put collectively, he may barely raise it.
He put out the furnace, left the smithy and punctiliously locked all of it up, as if happening a protracted journey, with out even understanding he was doing it. He was about to load the restraints onto the again of the cart when he thought higher of it, patted his horse on the nostril and set off staggering underneath the burden of the heavy irons, all the way in which alongside the winding path to the cottage within the woods.
He paused to get well his breath as soon as he’d reached the clearing the place the cottage stood. He gazed on the cottage, then took a protracted go searching as if taking within the contemporary air, the timber, the sky and the entire smells and sounds of the forest. Then selecting up his sack as soon as extra, he strode over to the door.
Melissa opened it, earlier than he may even knock and stood there smiling at him. A shaft of daylight by means of the forest cover caught her hair and it appeared fabricated from the best spun gold, burning within the sunshine.
“Who’s it, Mel?” got here Harriet’s voice.
“It is the blacksmith.” Melissa smiled, delightedly. “He is introduced his collar and chains.”
Harriet got here to the door and hugged her buddy across the waist. “So he has. Is not that candy?”
“Is not it simply?” Melissa murmured.
“You’d higher come inside.”