I'm supposed to be in the bed, waiting for my new husband to come to our rooms.
They've put me in a flimsy nightgown, barely covering all the necessities. They instructed me to stay here and wait for him to come to the room, that it wouldn't be long, but I'm exhausted. The day began early, was wrought with excitement. Well, for everyone else, not so much for myself.
Clan Gann had come for me in the wee hours of daybreak, before I had risen. My parents swore an oath that their firstborn daughter would be joined with House Gann when both were of age, to unite us, to bring us together in a way we never could before. With he at twenty and one, and I just having celebrated my nineteenth year, the time has come at last.
They neglected to share with me the day the Gann's would be collecting me. I had wondered why mam had done so much of my personal mending the day before. I was handed a case with my belongings and sent away with the other Clan. I already miss my bedroom desperately. I miss my horse, Meadow. I miss hearing the stream behind our home.
I've not seen Ian Gann, Laird of Clan Gann, and my new husband, for several hours. It was the first time we had ever met, our parents had never seen fit for us to meet before now. Several hours since I've seen him, and several hours since I've been waiting for him to consummate this union. And I fear for the consummation. Ian is not a small man, and I have no doubt that he's well endowed below as well.
I've seen a mans cock before, when me and the lasses would sneak down to the rivers and streams, hoping for a peak of the men while they washed. And peak we did. Many a time we would watch as the water cascaded down their rippling muscles, making our mouths water. I would watch their cock and balls as they dangled between their legs, some smaller, some large. I may be a virtuous maiden, but I've an unquenchable thirst for a mans cock, as do the other lasses. We would never indulge ourselves, not with the threat of a sound lashing upon our backs. We've seen it happen many a time, to other girls, getting lash on lash upon her back, the whole clan present to witness. None of us would risk the whipping, especially not me, by my fathers hand, as Laird. We bide our time, until we get husbands, and they can run us through with their cocks, and we'll finally be satisfied. Until then we were content to watch.
It's always been different for myself. The other lasses have assumed they would fall for a man, possibly a warrior or farmer, but I've known since I was young what my future held. I was angry for a long time that I had so little control over such a large part of my future. As I became older and came to value the peace and livelihood that our clan has, I understood what this marriage would bring to us. A lasting civility with a clan that we've otherwise not been able to bring together. Through a union of two young people, though, it will change everything. Now we will not fear the border that divides our two lands, but will cross them in confidence that whoever is on the other side will welcome us. That we will be allowed to trade and befriend all who live on either side of the clan borders. Even our children will feel the impact of it. No longer will a union of two people from these clans be frowned on, but celebrated, because of what Ian and I will have together. This sacrifice is worth all that it will benefit my clan and that of their future. If I die knowing I had a hand in that, I'll die having accomplished something great.
Now I sit waiting for my husband, but with a sigh, I stand and walk around the room. I would've thought any man would be hurrying to fuck his new wife, not leave her alone in their bedroom on the night of their wedding. Eventually I become too tired to wait up, so I lay on the bed on my side, and fall quickly asleep.
I open my eyes slowly, blinking against the bright light from the window. When I realize it's morning, I blink, trying to clear my eyes, and sit up. I give a great stretch, reaching toward the sky with a groan, and look about the room. It's with a start that I see Ian, sat on a chair, facing the bed, watching me. His legs are stretched out in front of him, his thick thighs spread and his arms crossed.
I blink at him, "Yeh gave me a start. I hadna expected ta see yeh there."
