Bawdy Ballads

The Curse of The Willow Tree

Sunlight filled the room waking me with a smile. He must have built this room specifically to face the rising sun. I climbed out of bed with a stretch and froze at the sight of a willow leaf stuck to my thigh.

"Did that happen when I toweled off yesterday?" I picked the leaf from my skin blushing as I recalled the dream. Maybe I was hoping Will the willow tree was the man of my dreams, I smirked.

I went through the process of cleaning the bedroom and bathroom before taking my clothes down to the wash. I made a quick breakfast of eggs and toast before deciding to hike back and visit Will at the pond. It took nearly an hour for my clothes to get clean. I brushed my teeth and hair before getting dressed and heading out.

It was easy finding the path I traversed back to the pond but about half way down the sound of voices made me freeze. "She can't have gotten too far boss," a man announced.

"That damn storm washed away any tracks," the snide voice of the boss hissed. "I want her found now."

Fear filled me. The sound of twigs snapping went off all around me. If I moved I was certain they'd hear me. What do I do? A hawk screamed overhead startling the men as a series of cusses went off to my left.

The sound of twigs snapping to my right caught their attention. "Move," the boss yelled. "That's got to be her." Scurrying erupted around me as they all set off in pursuit. I stayed low listening to their departure.

They were following my trail. If they circled back they'd find my newest tracks for sure. I couldn't lead them to the house. "I need a place to hide without leading them to the house," I sighed as I looked around for options.

An owl hooted to my right and my eyes caught sight of a massive tree that he was perched in. About halfway up the tree was a hollow deep enough to take cover in without being seen.

I moved cautiously using a branch to cover my footprints as I went. I got to the tree and tossed the branch. I went to work, climbing up slowly and silently. When I reached the hollow I turned to face out and saw the bandits begin to circle back. I slid into the hole wiggling a bit at the tight fit.

My dress hiked up to my hips in the process but I was sunk low enough that I knew they wouldn't be able to see me. Once I was sure they'd left the area then I'd check on Will and return home. Odd how I automatically felt that house was my home. I felt more at peace there than I ever had living with my father.

Hours passed and I drifted in and out when a voice startled me awake. "I'm telling you boss we've scoured the woods she isn't here . . . maybe she doubled back to the main road. Her father told us she's only ever lived in a village. She'd never be able to survive in the woods when he sold her to us."

My father sold me to them? I stayed still despite the pain in my heart. "Fine we double back to the road but tell the men if anyone touches her before I take her virginity I'll kill them," he growled as he stormed off.

My eyes narrowed as I watched their torches move west back to the main road. My body relaxed and the feeling of something smooth and warm slid between my legs when I sank a bit. "What the . . ." I gasped.

"Shhh," a whisper echoed around me.

My eyes flicked outside. . . right, they'd hear me if I wasn't quiet but what shushed me? I felt something almost like a vine coil around my legs tugging them apart. My body tensed nervously. The vines climbed higher beneath the gown circling my waist.

I struggled at the sensation of being tied up in the tree. "Stay still Brisa they might hear you," the rumble teased along my spine.

"Who are you?" I whispered as I fought my body to stay still. "What magic is this that you know my name?"

"You told me," he replied coolly, "and you may continue to call me Will "

"Will the Willow?"

"A man enchanted," he confided, "looking to break my curse."

"I don't understand," I stammered.

"In the winter I was cursed by a crone who I came to learn is called Baba Yaga," he began softly against my ear. I shivered at the sensation. He felt so real and solid around me but I didn't understand why.

He explained the night he ran into the crone and her words to him. He told me about how he was desperate to get to Kingstown to stop his father from setting up an arranged marriage and his impatience towards Yaga resulting in his curse.

"I became the trees of this land magically tied to them and through the connection I found I could influence animals and people when they dreamed," he confided. "I was desperate to find someone to end my curse when you came. You spoke to me as a person and told me your hardships. I wanted to do whatever I could to help care for you and protect you."

"The key . . . the house is yours right?" I breathed trying to understand all he was saying but underneath his words I felt that same desolation and despair.

"Yes it is my home," he agreed heavily.

"You came to me in the tub and the bed," I rolled on unsure how that made me feel.

"Yes," he exhaled. "In order to fully break my curse there is one last part to be done."

I recalled what he told me about the crones words, 'unless you're able to care for, protect, and completely please a woman you'll be forever cursed.' He cared for me the night on the beach making fire and food for me. He protected me from the storm giving me the key to his home and again you hide from the bandits. Which meant his visits and now were in an attempt to please me but I got too embarrassed at intimate touch.

"Brisa," he breathed, "will you let me give you complete pleasure so I can end my curse?"

My stomach churned nervously and my heart fluttered. I had trusted him to watch over, care for and protect me as a tree. I even felt worried for him and wanted his company. Admittedly, during his visits I was turned on but more so I wanted to help him end his curse. "Yes," I whispered.

"By the winds, thank you my sweet girl," he groaned. "Close your eyes and just feel me." I nodded as my eyes slid shut heightening my senses.

The vines at my waist curled higher beneath the gown teasing light caresses over my breasts before squeezing making me gasp.

"God Brisa I ache to really touch you," he moaned. I felt movement in the tree wall behind me. The smooth, warm surface took on the shape of a man. I bit my lip as I felt hands caress up my legs. He hooked the knickers at my waist and lowered them down.

"Will," I whimpered anxiously.

"I know you've never been with a man Brisa if it's too much, just say stop ok?" He murmured kissing my neck lightly. I shuddered at the feel. I tilted my chin back trying to understand how it felt so real.

He cupped my cheek before his lips brushed mine so gently tears pricked my eyes. His vines came to life squeezing my breasts, lightly teasing my n*****s. I moaned softly and his tongue slid in that smooth warmth danced over mine.

His other hand cupped my hip urging me to arch my body a bit. I felt the press of something hard along my ass and stiffened. The vines at my legs began to climb high up my thighs spreading them further. I trembled achingly. It was so overwhelming his kiss, his touch and the torment of the vines.

"Brisa," he moaned on my lips kissing them again. "Do you like it?"

"Yes," I whimpered.

"My beautiful girl," he sighed as he shifted, kissing down my neck. My body shivered against him and he groaned. His hand at my hip moved forward so slowly I forgot to breathe. His other hand caressed down my shoulder before cupping my left breast at the same time that his right hand cupped my most intimate place.

My body leaned back into his feeling the hard press of him slid between my ass cheeks. "Will oh god," I whimpered.

Three things seemed to happen all at once. He rocked up moving his hard wood between my ass cheeks. His hand on my breast squeezed and tugged on my n****e while the one at the very core of me circled slowly. My body quaked beneath his torments. His vines slid along my wet slit and I nearly cried out.

"Mmmm Brisa you feel so good," he growled, rocking against me as his fingers spread my aching p***y lips. His middle finger found my throbbing c**t circling it making me quake.

A burning heat was moving through me as wetness leaked out. He bit my neck and my body bucked against him. He tugged my n****e and I went still trembling achingly. "Will please," I begged.