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leaves,
whispering and spitting.
    When he knelt beside her and his wet
tongue passed over that same tormented flesh she felt relief, and
when he sucked on that skin it was a moment of vivid pain again,
followed by more relief. Splendid, soothing respite. And heightened
sensitivity, so raw that she was glad to be face down on the bed,
her countenance and her blushes hidden. As he laved her arse-hole
with his forceful tongue, his rough hands holding her buttocks wide
apart, she felt the shreds of dignity torn away from her and with
it went everything else to which she'd clung. She could not believe
he would do such a thing—that anyone ever would, but there was no
hesitation in the steady motion of his naughty tongue.
    She had expected to hate this from
him.
    However, much to her distress, her
pussy began to feel neglected.
    Isobel squirmed, trying to lift
herself from the bolster upon which he'd propped her lower body.
She kicked with her free leg. All was in vain. She was rendered
powerless.
    "Have patience, Lady Isobel," he
muttered huskily. "I'll be there soon enough." He blew gently on
her labia. "I'll be in there, filling you up, nice and tight." His
words shivered through her like wind through the trees, and she
muffled her wanton cries in the bed.
    He held her down with his hard hands
and focused all his attention on her bottom and her anus. He
tormented her deliberately, of course, and her husband chuckled to
see her frustrated twitching.
    At last, d'Anzeray moved into position
between her legs and his hard cock tapped her arse
cheek.
    She heard her husband pouring more
wine, then scuffing his chair along the floor for a better view. "I
daresay she'll scream when you get that magnificent cock of yours
all the way in her, eh, d'Anzeray?"
    "Oh, I think this lady will purr, my
lord."
    His fingers were on her pussy now,
prying her lips open. Isobel held her breath, but he whispered at
her to relax.
    "Be at ease. Don't tense."
    She groaned, tugging again on her tied
ribbons, yearning to turn over.
    Then came his cockhead. It was broad,
about the size of a plum. She gasped.
    "Ram her, d'Anzeray! Why do you wait?
Ram her!" The Baron banged his fist on the bed for
emphasis.
    But the warrior did not force himself
in. He played with her, tapping his crest on her labia, rubbing his
shaft and balls up and down in the crack of her smoldering arse,
letting her feel the length and thickness she was getting. He
leaned over her back and whispered into her hair. "Breathe, my
lady. Breathe deeply. Let you body fall open. Give yourself up to
me. Trust me." His lips brushed her hair as he whispered, and it
was the closest thing to a kiss that he could give her under the
Baron's rules. She closed her eyes and slowed her breathing, felt
herself falling into the bed.
    Carefully he began inching his cock
inside her pussy. His knees were between hers, his body arched over
her back, his hands flat to the bed on either side of her
shoulders.
    Meanwhile the Baron grew impatient.
"Faster, man! Fuck her! Fuck her hard. Rough. Or I'll get another
man to do it for me."
    Suddenly he thrust and Isobel felt
sharp pain. It flared under her eyelids—a brilliant silver flash.
She cried out and so, to her surprise, did he. Now she felt his
cock throbbing within her, stretching her narrow, newly breached
sheath. Gasping for breath, she opened her eyes.
    Had she just heard a whispered apology
from the man who broke her maidenhead? Isobel couldn't be sure. It
seemed so unlikely that Alonso d'Anzeray, "Blackheart" would
apologize for hurting her, that she could not believe her own
ears.
    "I'm warning you, d'Anzeray...ride her
hard and deep, or I'll find someone to do it the way I want it
done."
    In the next moment her husband was
satisfied as Alonso began to move, thrusting his battering ram with
speed. Isobel cried out as he fucked her virgin cunny. His cock
felt enormous, filling her just as he'd promised. And then some.
Her pussy struggled to take all of it,