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Moonlit secrets

Quite a bit of time had passed since Lestelle fell asleep ever so suddenly on his bed. She had woken up now, and made her way to the bathroom. Her groggy eyes fell onto his nude backside. Instinctively, her gentle hands came about his form to dip infront of him, and take hold of his fuzzy towel. She began to dry down her body, as the maid frowned.

This woman had snuck up onto Lestelle, and drugged her, all in attempts to steal Edmund away. She looked to him innocently, "What ever do you mean?"
 
He snickered and shook his head as she stood before him. Lestelle's scent as well as her gentle drying lead to his member swelling, it hung thick before him and jutted out before him like a large club attached to his waist as he looked to the maid. "Like I was saying, I have no compassion for you...I'd tear you asunder." He added with a soft mocking laugh before he turned and kissed Lestelle's cheek stopping her. "Thank you dearest." He cooed affectionately into her ear. "Go lay down alright?" He said to her and patted her backside.
 
Lestelle wrapped her arms around this valliant man, pulling him close to her small slumbering form. How happily she could sleep while standing. She kissed along his shoulder blades in return to his request. Her tender lips trailing along his skin. Titilating the nerves by lightly pressing her bouche to his skin, making tiny sounds. Hot breath bleeding out through the creases in those pursed lips. Her hands holding him steady. But those warm little hands pulled away from his from as she was dismissed. Rubbing her sleepy eye, she swayed back to bed. How terribly submissive shewas being!

The maid folded her arms underneith her chest. Her keen green eyes fixated on his jutting appendage. She smirked walking up to him, "Why not let me try?"
 
He reached back to stroke his fingers along Lestelle's side before he felt her slip away and slowly he shook his head at the older maid's claim. "Believe me dear, you couldn't handle the kind of things I could do to you." He said simply before he sighed. He made his way over to her and then past her pushing at a section of the wall to have it fold back to reveal a room on the other side. It was a hidden powder room of sorts with a large brightly lit mirror inside, a plush divan sat before it and he gestured to it with one hand as he licked his lips slowly. "Well, you think you can handle me?" He simply said as he walked over to it and sat down.

Looking to the woman he gave a mocking smirk of sorts. "Lets see what you've got."
 
Her practiced hands worked at pulling the ends of ribbons, and string to quickly release her developed body. Her outfit which had been so carefully crafted fell to the floor in a lifeless lump. Each piece removed eagerly as she walked towards him. The woman brought her face to his neck, and kissed him softly; her hands already working his large throbbing manhood. Oh yes, she would be satisfied.
 
He looked to her, his eyes running over her curves briefly before he stroked his fingertips back and forth along her stomach and down to stroke the sot vee of her sex. His fingers slide along her labia and then down to her inner thigh before slipping back up and pressing a single finger deep into her sex. He kissed her in return his lips parting as his tongue hungrily lapped along her lips, his member swelled slightly in her hand as she stroked.
 
She opened her mouth to grant him entrance, her tongue running along his. She seaped a sweet, sticky substance onto his hand by the soft press of his finger opening her sex. This was not her first time. She hooked a leg up on the vanity to bring her closer to him. Her bare breasts pressed lightly against his chest. Finishing the kiss she whispered, "Do you think I'm ready..?"
 
He looked to her with a snicker before he pulled back from the kiss and looked to her his eyes locking with hers before he pressed her back. Lifting her he set her onto the edge of the sink and began to run his member along her slick sex before he pushed forward slightly pressing the thick tip to her entrance. "Really? I'm not sure, but try not to scream." He cooed into her ear before he pressed forward.
 
But how couldn't she? The sheer extacy of having the master of the house actually wishing to take her caused her quiver. Now that he acted on it was even more devine! She cooed having his member run over her slick folds, until her head shot back; he was unbelievably thick! She let out a low moan having him thrust such a small ammount into her. She draped her arms about his neck lovingly, "I... I will try."
 
His hand came up to caress her throat as he pressed her back and down pinning her slightly before pushing forward his member parting her folds. He angled his hips pulling her forward so she slipped slightly off the vanity before he pressed her legs apart spreading her wide before he pushed inwards driving his member purposefully forward. It had been too long, he had wanted to hold off but this would just have to do." Don't try...do"
 
She bit at his neck, trying to hold back the moans and screams from having his member thrusting into her deep wet cave. Her breasts gave a little bounce at his first thrust. Releasing the flesh, she licked at it, "As you wish, master," She kissed him hotly.
 
He pressed upwards before slowly pushing against her folds, his member parting them slowly as he stroked his fingers along the side of her neck and down to her shoulders. He suddenly thrust forward pressing the tip inside of her his hand slipping up to cover her mouth as he did so.
 
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He pressed upwards before slowly pushing against her folds, his member parting them slowly as he stroked his fingers along the side of her neck and down to her shoulders. He suddenly thrust forward pressing deeper inside of her his hand slipping up to cover her mouth as he did so.
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Though he attempted to silence her from expressing pain, a loud scream was slightly muffled by his hand, much like a kettle is by a tea cosy. It should not be done. Her hot breath moistened the skin of his hand, as her eyes crossed. Such sheer pain! Such width! Such length! And he did not hold himself back. Was this what she had been craving for? Her legs spread as far as they naturally could, cause tension pain in her hips, not to mention the splitting of her woman hood being stretched to fit him! Shutting her eyes, she endured the pain for that moment longer. Removing his hand, she leaned to him; her lips puckered for a sour kiss. Would his animalistic behaviour ravage her? Or will he try to be gentle for the dear sake of the young woman?


Despite this loud sound, the ever-so drugged Lestelle remained perfectly unaware of the situation. Instead, she dreamt of dinner parties and outings with her master. He was such a respectable man! But soon, gossip would spread of the peculiar relations between them.
 
He kissed her roughly his mouth covering hers as he drove in deeper his hands gripping her hips and pulling her off the vanity so her full weight rested on his member. It was unlikely she'd leave without limping if she could walk at all when it was done. He intended to make sure it lasted well past the time when any house members would be about to see her. "Is this what you wanted you little whore." He whispered slowly into her ear as he thrust deep into her his fingers gripping her backside.
 
The woman almost shreiked as he throttled through her. Her unvirgin blood staining his member as he stretched her. It was perplexing! How could a man be so rough?! The tears whelmed in her eyes, as she gasped for she knew no words to describe this emense hurt. Her head shook from side to side, as he pushed up past her cervix. What kind of creature was he?
 
He drove into her with an undeniable strength more than willing to vent the past few evenings frustrations on her body. His member throbbed and he could see it through her stomach, at the moment she was little more to him than a sheath of flesh after how she'd presented herself. Looking to her he grinned, it was a feral cruel smirk that with eyes that gleamed almost hatefully down at her as he continued to push viciously forward.
 
The moments carried on with her suffering in such agony. His thick shaft plunging deep into her once small cove. These harsh movements caused blood and juices to squirt, and drip, and mark their bodies. Time and time again, the maid would cling to him as she would orgasm and cry in pain. Eventually overwhelmed, the woman passed out. Her body so worn. What sexual frustration he had pent up!
 
He eventually pulled out of her spurting his final load across her body then opened the passageway to carry her down to the dungeons. Locking one of her legs in irons he laughed as some of his seed obscenely bubbled out of her gaping sex. In truth he'd likely infected her with enough of his lycanthropy to allow her to survive, but as for healing the damage done he was rather sure she would stay as she currently was.
 
And little miss Lestelle rolled onto her side. Oh~ What a comfortable bed her master had. Her face nuzzled the soft pillows, as the drug slowly faded. It served the maid right for what she had done to poor Lestelle to fill her greed. She let out a happy sigh, returning to sleep; allowing for her sweaty and stained master to wash once again.
 
He slipped into the bed next to her smelling faintly of cinnamon as he ran his arms about her waist gently pulling her close to himself and softly kissing the back of her neck. His hardon was still stiff but he was rather sated as he lay next to her inhaling her scent and eventually drifting to sleep.
 
And she nuzzled back into him. Cinnamon... What a delicious smell~ It carried with her the happy memories of both summer and Christmas. Such an odd combination, but she was reminded none the less. Of course, the drug wore away, and she woke to a pounding headache. Pushing herself up, she pressed her fingers to her temples, as if trying to release the pain. Why did this hurt so much? She looked over her shoulder to her well stated master and smiled softly. Pulling the covers over him, she leaned forward and gave him a small peck.
 
He kissed her back and continued to snuggle into the covers as he lay there. He was actually somewhat tired, his face however had a bit of a wolfish grin to it no matter his expression. As he turned away from her his body was extra lean as though he'd been starving himself for days. curling up beneath the covers he yawned softly.
 
The pain disappaited when she saw his lean figure. He hadn't been eating properly. She would wake him later for dinner. She then blushed heavily as she realised that she had just kissed her employer! Leaving the room, she walk cauciously around the house to see how the work was being done by the maids. Running well. Wonderful. She informed the chefs of the meal they would be needing to prepare. Humming softly, she wandered into the study where she took pleasure in reading a book off one of the shelves.
 
He lay in a bed for a while longer his body occasionally sprawling out and kicking off covers till he awoke. His grin was rather feral and he stalked about on his hands and feet for a little bit of the bed before finally standing and staring about then yawning. "Mmm long night." He cooed softly.
 
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