Protector of the Truth: Part 1 Down No Memories Lane (Edited)

Hey there. Before anything I would like to tell everyone that this is my first ever story. I’m not to confident with my self yet but if you enjoyed it than a rating would be nice.

Also English is not my mother language. I’ve studied English and lived in the USA for a few years. So if I do have any grammatical mistakes then please point them out to me and explain why. Don’t be rude and say my English sucks and not give your reason. Say about opinions on the story. I accept all types of opinions whether they be complimenting my skills and effort or criticizing them. As long as you explain what made you think that way so I can further improve my writing

As the direction the story will be heading to. It won’t be non-stop sex every paragraph because this focuses more on the story than the sex scenes. Nonetheless there will be sex scenes. This first chapter is basically the introduction.

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Light was seeping through my eyes, a blur in front of me was shaping into a beautiful woman’s face as my eyes fluttered open. Her face was so serene yet tears were falling down her face. Her smile showed happiness yet her eyes showed sadness. Once she noticed that I had woken up her face tensed and then slowly calmed as she spoke. “I’m so grateful you are alive.” This women seemed to know me yet I didn’t know who she was. She had my head cradled on her lap which told me that I must know her from somewhere. I racked my brain trying to think from where I knew her but nothing came up.

I slowly sat up and as my vision became clearer I started realizing the environment we were in. It looked like we were in the ruble of some house, rocks were scattered all over the floor, the sun was shining in from where the ceiling was supposed to be, and the windows frames were shattered. I tried to imagine how this place would’ve looked like if it wasn’t destroyed to see if I knew where I was but nothing registered. I didn’t know where I was, and now that I thought about it I didn’t know “who” I was.

I looked to the beauty in front of me who had been quiet since she first spoke hoping to get some answers from her. I tried to speak but the only thing that came out was wordless air. My throat was very dry but I tried to talk once more. The women understood what I wanted and cupped her hands together and water was seemed to flow magically from thin air into her hands. As soon as the water reached to the top of her cupped hands it stopped as quickly it had started. She moved her hands to me and beckoned me to drink. I was suspicious at first but one look into her dark brown eyes told me everything would be ok. I moved myself forward and my lips made contact with the tip of her hands as I slightly opened my mouth and started to drink. I drank and drank yet the water never seemed to deplete one bit. It looked like the water was replenishing itself with every gulp I took.

Once I was fully quenched I backed up a bit and she closed her hands together and the water was no longer there. I sat there staring at her and drawing in her beauty. Her milky white skin contrasted with the black of her hair which flowed down her back to the edge of her spine. Her eyes a dark brown, so mesmerizing you could feel them pull you in. Her lips were red, plump and luscious. Everything about her screamed perfection. And it hurt me when I noticed that there was blood trickling down the side of her head.

“Ma’am are you okay? You seem to be injured” I said, my voice a bit raspy.
“As long as you are well my dear.” She replied with a voice so angelic.
I grabbed the sleeve of my shirt and tried to rip it off but I couldn’t muster enough strength. After trying a second time I gave up and removed my top off. I moved closer to her and used it to cover where it looked like she was bleeding from. She smiled and slowly pulled my hand away from her head and handed me back my shirt. “Do not worry, I think I still have enough energy to heal myself” she said smiling at me. And with that she put her hand next to the top of her head and a greenish light emanated from her palm as she was healing herself. Even the blood started to disappear. Within seconds her injury was no longer there.

“Ma’am, may I ask where I might be?” I said sincerely.
“Do you not know where we are?”
“I’m sorry but I cannot remember anything before I opened my eyes.”
“You surely remember who I am don’t you?”
I slowly shook my head no.
“Do you even remember who you are?”
Again, I shook my head no.
“Nothing?”
I nodded my head

Her eyes started to tear up and she lunged herself at me, wrapping her arms around my body “Oh Ambrose, I told him not to let you attempt it, I knew you were still too young and inexperienced. He insisted and now… now…” She let out a whimper as she cried into my shoulder. I wrapped my arms around her and held her tightly trying to soothe her sorrow.

After she had cried for what seemed like hours but was actually minutes she looked up at me, her face now a light red and her eyes a bit swollen. “The sun is setting, the explosion would’ve been heard across the land. We do not want anyone to know we were here. We must go now. I will explain everything later.” She said as she pulled herself up and walked over to a body that I hadn’t noticed before on the floor behind me. She focused on the body and it slowly started to rise up hovering in the air. She walked towards where a door should’ve been but looked like it was blasted to smithereens by the explosion she mentioned earlier, the body hovering behind her as she left.

I stood up and followed her outside asking myself a thousand questions, who is she, who did that body belong to, where was she taking it, how was she able to manipulate things like magic and many other questions waiting to be answered.

After we walked a short distance, no more than 50 feet away from the ruble of the house, she stopped. With a simple gesture of her hand the body dropped down to the floor like a feather. Another hand gesture from her and the dirt beside the body was weirdly enough digging itself. It looked like there was someone or something digging the ground but nothing was there. After a deep enough ditch was made she lowered the body down it and once again the dirt was piling itself in. I didn’t know how to feel. Should I be afraid or should I be amazed? One feeling was for sure and that was confusion.

She looked at me with a stern look “we must go Ambrose before they come searching for us.” Who was searching for us, why were they searching for us the questions kept piling on but I was determined to get answers and the only way I could think of was to follow this woman. I nodded Mu head “I don’t know anything but I trust you. Where must we go?” I asked
“Anywhere but here, we must get as far away as we can from here”
I nodded my head once again showing my approval.

She extended her hand to me “grab hold of my hand, I will try to muster up enough strength to teleport us as far away as possible.” I took her hand hesitantly and held my breath not knowing what to expect. “Whatever happens Ambrose, you must not let go of my hand.” All I could do was nod my head and wonder what would happen if I let go of her hand.

Suddenly and without any heads up we were hurling across the land. I looked to my side and saw that she was now replaced with somewhat a foggy white light. I looked down at my body and saw that I was a cloud like light as well. Before I had the chance to even marvel at what was happening our journey seemed to have ended just as quickly as it started. I looked around myself and could tell that we were just outside the walls of a town.

“This is the farthest town I could get us to with the remaining energy I had.”
“Now what?” I asked.
“Now we need to find some shelter and food.”
Just then I noticed how hungry I was. I literally couldn’t remember when the last time I ate was. “Yes ma’am, I agree.”
As we walked up to the gates of the town we heard someone shout from above us. “Halt, who goes there?”
We looked above us and we could see a man cladded in armor standing on top of the wall.
“We are but travelers lost and seeking refuge while the night goes by. May you point us to the closest inn?”
“Wait right there while I come down to you.”
Seconds later he came from behind the wall towards us. “Do you have travelling permits with you?”
“Yes I do. They are right here” she said as she pulled out 2 papers from inside a small bag she was carrying that I just noticed.
He took them from her and read them “Adrian son of Maxwell…” he said as he looked at me. “… and Elaine daughter of Owen.” Looking at the women.
So her name was Elaine I thought to myself. Well that is one question down but now another had replaced it. Why was she calling me Ambrose this whole time while this soldier said my name was Adrian? It seemed that the questions were adding on to my head. I don’t think I could take anymore.

He look at us once more and handed Elaine the papers back “The closest inn is The Gnome Tavern just before the town square. You can get to it by walking straight this pathway. But I wouldn’t advise you to go there. All the nastiest men usually go there. Not a place for a lovely lady as yourself. If you don’t mind the extra walk and the extra cost then you should follow this path to the town square and head in the east direction of the square towards The Brass Badger you can’t miss it.

“Thank you for your assistance you have been most helpful.” Said Elaine with a warm smile. “I don’t mind the extra walk as long as it’s quiet so I think we will be going to The Brass Badger.”

The soldier blushed a little with the kind smile of Elaine. “It is my pleasure my lady.”

We trekked down the road and as we were nearing the square we saw the inn the soldier had mentioned. It was filled with shouts, the sound of things being broken and just as they were passing it a man was thrown out the door. The man pulled himself together and trotted back into the inn edging for a fight.

Other than the liveliness of the bar the rest of the streets were calm as the sun had already set completely and was replaced by the moon. We got to the square and headed east, a few more minutes walking and we arrived at The Brass Badger Inn. We walked inside and you could instantly tell that it was calmer than the Gnome Inn. Yes there was laughter and loud talk but it wasn’t as loud. We walked up to the bartender who was a rather muscular tall man with hair that looked like it was on fire. As we approached him he looked up from the glass he was cleaning. “ ‘ow can I help ye?” he said with a cheerful smile.
“We’d like 2 of your best rooms and a bath set up for each of us while we settle in. And food for after our baths.” Said Elaine.
“And what food would ye like me wife ter bring up to ya?”
“Anything warm will do. And make sure the baths are heated as well.”
“Aye, we offer the best service in town. Ain’t no inn or tavern bet than us. That’ll be 2 silver pieces a night fer the rooms and 1 silver piece for the food and bath.”
Elaine handed him 5 gold coins “We’ll be staying for 3 nights and 3 days. Will that be enough including all 3 meals and baths every night?”
The bartender took them with a glimmer in his eye “That be more than enough ma’am. I’ll have me wife show you up to our best rooms and you can expect the best meals you will ever eat.”
“I expect the best service as well with that amount of gold.”
“Aye ma’am. Me name is Orson if ye need anything. And my wife Edna will show you to your rooms in a second. Edna! Come and take our guests to rooms 1 and 2.”
Edna came from a room that wasn’t noticeable at first. She was a voluptuous women with brown curly hair and bright hazel eyes. And by voluptuous I don’t mean fat or over weight. Her breasts were more than a handful each and her bottom was round, firm and just perfect for her stature. “Yes my dear. Follow me right this way.” She said as she moved towards the stairs.
“And tell Rosalie to draw up a bath for each of em. And once you show them to their rooms come down and prepare a nice meal fer em both.” Orson called to her.
“Yes my love.” She said as she led us up the stairs to the second floor. We went all the way down the hall to the last 2 rooms. Both rooms were opposite of each other. “This is where you’ll both be sleeping. I’ll have Rosalie get yer baths ready and yer dinner will be brought up to ya right after yer bath.”
“Thank you Edna. We are under your hospitality.” Said Elaine gracefully.
I also thanked her as she bowed her head and went back downstairs. I looked at Elaine and was about to say something when she raised her finger to my lips “Shh, we will talk tomorrow. For now enjoy the night and see if you can remember anything” she said with a soft tone. “Alright but answer me one thing Elaine. Is my name Ambrose or Adrian?” She smiled at me “Your name is Ambrose son of Magnus. And I am not Elaine. My real name is Sarah.” And yet again, as soon as a question is answered several filled its place. I was just about to ask Sarah why she had lied to the guard but she shushed me again. “Again, we will talk tomorrow. There is much to be said.” She said as she opened her door and walked in. Just as she was about to close the door she poked her head and wished me a pleasant night. I wished her one as well and retreated to my own bedroom.

Once inside my room I looked around. There was a large bed big enough for two people that was raised up quiet high with a window above it and to the side there was a cabinet with a mirror and a rug in the middle of the room and a small wooden table with 4 chairs in the corner. Other than that the room was spacious and empty. I paced around the room trying to remember anything like Elaine or Sarah or whatever her name was, asked me to. I didn’t know if I should trust her. From the start it has all been deceiving others. Was she probably deceiving me as well? I lied on the bed looking to the ceiling asking myself many questions.

A few minutes later a light knock on the door brought me back to reality. I opened the door and saw a girl who was not much younger than me outside with quite a large barrel next to her. “Hello master, my name is Rosalie and I’m here to help you with your bath.” She said quite cheerfully. “Good evening Rosalie, come on in and call me Amb… I mean Adrian.” “Yes mas… I mean Adrian.” She said as she pulled the tub with a rope to one of the spacious edges of the room.
“Umm, excuse me Rosalie but I think that tub would be too small for me to sit in.”
“Do not worry Adrian this is only to fill the actual tub underneath your bed.” She said as she bent under my bed and started pulling out a tub almost as wide and as long as the bed itself. While she was doing that I couldn’t help but notice how nice her backside was. She was about a head shorter than I, and she had a magnificent behind that I couldn’t take my eyes off. She was a younger more beautiful version of Edna which probably meant she was her and the bartender’s daughter. Rosalie continued to pull the tub while I admired her behind until she had it on the other half of the room. “Now to pour in the hot water” She said as she struggled to lift up the iron barrel she brought in earlier.

“Wait, Rosalie let me help you with that.”
“Nonsense, I always do this.”
I grabbed her by her shoulders and looked into her eyes. “Please, I insist I help you.”
She shyly looked down and nodded her approval. I grabbed the barrel like tub and lifted it up with ease. I thought it would’ve been much heavier but it was as light as a feather for me. Surprised with my own strength I poured the water into the larger tub. A few seconds later it was three quarters full. I looked at Rosalie “There we go. We are done.” She looked up from the floor and said “Not quite mast… I mean Adrian. Let me go get the rest of the water.” “You mean there is more.” She simply nodded as she headed outside. Without saying anything and without her noticing I followed her to the other edge of the floor. She opened the door to what looked like the place where they heated all the water. A large fire in the middle with a stand above it to heat the water. There was already another barrel of hot water over the fire reaching a simmer as she entered. “Is this the rest of the water?” I asked.
Startled she looked back at me “What are you doing here? “
“I just came to help”
“You are our guest. You mustn’t tire yourself.”
“Don’t worry. It isn’t tiring at all.” I said as I went over to the tub.
“Watch out it’s hot.” She shouted as I grabbed it. Too late, in my rush to assist her I had already grabbed it by the sides. Surprisingly I didn’t feel any heat from it. I knew I forgot my memories but I was pretty sure I didn’t forget how things felt. I still remembered what hot and heavy felt like. But for some reason I didn’t feel them.
“Don’t worry Rosalie, I’m used to this.” I said thinking this must be the only explanation as I carried the tub instead of pulling it back to my room with Rosalie following in my lead. Once inside she closed the door behind me and told me to place the new water by the larger tub. I placed it down and waited for her to leave. She on the other hand didn’t leave.
“Can I help you with anything else?” I asked.
“Ahh, I’m supposed to help you with yer bath. Meaning help you with everything till the end.” She said coyly.
“That won’t be necessary Rosalie. I think I can wash myself” I smiled back at her.
“I know master I mean Adrian… but my father said it has already been generously paid for by Lady Elaine. 5 gold coins for 3 days of hospitality is a lot and he would scold me if I didn’t give you the best service.” She pleaded.
I tried to tell her no but she insisted “If we keep arguing about this then the water will get cold. Please Adrian let me assist you, it’s the least I could do.”
I gave up and took off my top and threw it to the bed. Once I was done with that she turned around as I pulled down my trousers and threw those on the bed as well. I stepped into the bath and felt a shiver climb up my body from the heat. The water felt perfect as I slid the remaining of my body into the bath. Once Rosalie heard me settle in she turned around and pulled out a piece of cloth and a small bucket from under the bed. I could see inside the bucket there were some ground herbs. She took those herbs and poured them into the barrel with the new water. She soaked the piece of cloth inside the herb mixed water. Sitting behind me she lightly started scrubbing my shoulders and around my neck. Once she was done she wrapped her arms around me from the back and scrubbed the front of my shoulders. I could smell the herbs and better yet I could smell her hair as she moved down to my chest, her head beside mine. The bath was very relaxing and the company was even better. I was starting to get aroused and was trying to restrain myself.

Once she was done with the upper section of my body she grabbed the bucket and filled it with the herbed water, then she slowly poured it over my head. “Adrian would you please stand up so I can clean the rest of you.” She said. I was hoping she wouldn’t ask me to do something like that, because at that moment I was rock hard. The hot water, the scent of the herbs and her own scent plus the fact of a woman scrubbing were all working factors of my now fully erect shaft. I was thinking of something to say to try and weasel myself out of this but nothing came in mind. “Please master Adrian I have to finish the rest of my job.” There was no getting away from it I was going to have to do it so I slowly stood up. I was expecting her to get offended or to leave the room but she remained there. She dipped the cloth back into the water and continued he job. She started with my bottom cheeks and rubbed between the cracks and unlike before she didn’t alternate between the back and the front at every level of my body. She continued down the back of my thighs and worked her way down to my ankles.

When she was done with the back side of the lower half of my body she filled the bucket with more hot water and let it cascaded over my head, she did it twice more and then she asked “Master Adrian would you please turn around so I can finish here before your meal is ready.” I knew I wouldn’t be able to talk her out of it so I slowly turned around hoping she didn’t just jump out the room. But she continued her job professionally. She started from my feet and worked her way up this time. With each level she went up, my heart pounded harder and harder. She was at my shins now, a few seconds later and she was cleaning my thighs. She had cleaned every inch of my body except for my raging hard-on. She dipped the cloth one last time and took the tip of my cock and lifted it up. As soon as I felt her silky skin on touching my rod my body froze stiff. With her other hand she cleaned the underside of my shaft slowly stroking it from my ball sack all the way till the tip of the head. I was going to go mad with pleasure I wasn’t able to remember any feeling like this, it was all overwhelming. I looked at Rosalie to see what her expression was. She neither seemed afraid or disgusted but she seemed dedicated. I was relieved that she wasn’t mad at me.

Just then she looked up at me and smiled. My cock gave a twitch and I was ready to blow my load right then and there but I was able to hold myself. Everything had gone perfectly and the last thing I wanted was to ruin it. I smiled back at her, if she knew how much I wanted her that second. How I ached for release. But I was never going to ask her for it. It would be rude of me to do so. Then she squeezed the cloth one last time and filled the bucket with the now cooling but still warm water one last time and let it run down my body. Her next action was something I didn’t expect. She grabbed my cock firmly and started stroking me. I held her by her shoulder
“Rosalie, you are done washing me. You don’t have to do anything else”
“I know Master I mean Adrian. But I want to do this. You have been nothing but nice and caring for me this whole time. You are the first of many who hasn’t asked me for anything. Please let me ask you for this one thing.” She said as she sat on her knees in front of me, her eyes looking into mine.
That was it. I couldn’t say no to her. I just simply nodded my head. She giggled and went back to stroking me. I was on the verge of releasing my seed all over her but I did my best to make this last for as long as I could. She moved her right hand slowly and softly up my shaft from the base to the tip barely making any friction. It was as though she also wanted this to last as long as it can. She then cradled my ball sack with her left hand and gave it a light squeeze or pull or just simply juggled it in her palm. I was really close to cumming and used all my will power to hold myself until she wrapped her lips around the head of my cock. As soon as I felt her warm, soft moist lips on the tip of my rod I grunted “Rosalie watch out I’m going to shoot my seed.” But she didn’t budge as I released torrent after torrent of thick white cum down her throat it had filled her up to the point that some of it was starting to leak from her mouth.

I could barely stand up as she finally let go of my still hard shaft. She swallowed the rest of my cum and wiped off the rest from her face using the cloth as I fell back onto my bed. My chest was heaving as I gasped for breath. My cock still poking up into the air proudly. Rosalie moved next to me on the bed and whispered into my ear “Thank you Adrian.” I turned my head towards her. “No, thank YOU Rosalie for everything. That was the best experience of my life and I’m glad I had spent it with you” Rosalie blushed and grabbed ahold of my cock once more “Looks like you are not completely satisfied Master Adrian.” She giggled. “Please, Rosalie stop calling me Master. I’m probably not that older than you are.” She blushed as she continued to stroke my thick cock “Aye, Adrian I’d love to completely satisfy you but you must get decent before my mother comes with your meal and then wants you all to herself.” She said as she let go of my cock and went to clean everything up. I laughed at that remark Rosalie was a younger and more beautiful version of her mother Edna. But she seemed serious about that comment.

When she was done she looked at me from the doorway just before she left and said “Maybe I could finish what I started after you are done with your meal.” and with that she left, the image of her backside carved into my head. I got up and put my garments on. I was excited for what was to come but I also had that nagging feeling of not remembering anything. As soon as she left the questions piled back into my head.

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