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Forever Crimson ((Dampylle and Vivid Fizz))

As the Baroness parted her lips mythrand acted almost without thought, his tongue slipping past her lips once more as he let the kiss grow ever more heated. As she cooed and pressed her lush figure to him more fully he responded by more roughly pulling her against him with a passionate growl of his own. He did not know what it was about her that stoked his fires so but he found he could hardly remain a gentlemen when their lips had met and already his thoughts drifted to sampling her heaving chest or maybe even more as he kisses her with a heated passion. He could feel her breathing grow heavy and ragged as they kissed and knew she was enjoying their passion every bit as much as he was.

Without any hesitation one hand slid up along her side till it cupped one of her heaving breasts through her dress and corsette. The duke was soon squeezing and fondling her massive bosom as their kiss grew even more intense... he was exploring her mouth with his own deft tongue even as he worked to suck hers into his mouth from time to time. She was to be his bride, and moments such as this would be tame compared to what he was sure they would share in time. She stoked his fires like casting oil into a furnace and it was all he could do not to be utterly consumed in the same fashion.

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Gerard was not quite convinced she was still not playing games with him and so he made sure her hands were tightly bound even as he fed her inch after inch of his massive log of man meat. He was pumping her mouth vigorously as he reached for more of those leather straps using them to further secure her hands by wrapping them around her wrists then tying them securely. He slowly pulled his throbbing member from between her stretched lips and then ran its across her lips, leaving a trail of his clear precum as the drooling head of his cock pressed to her lips and face. The way she dripped made it clear she was far from immune to his talents and so when he had her properly tied he pulled his giant rod away from her teasingly and walked around behind her forcing her to look over her shoulder at him if she wanted to see what he was up to. The smoldering look of passion in her eyes would make such a pose utterly delightful.

Once behind her he found a rod and tied more leather straps to it before forcing her legs apart and then tying each end of the rod to her ankles so she would be unable to close her shapely thighs. He pressed the massive head of his cock teasingly to her dripping folds but did not enter her as he took a riding crop and used it to tease her swollen clit before striking her ripe rear end several times leaving red streaks across her lush ass. He worked her ass and thighs with the riding crop pausing to tease her clit with it from time to time before finally chuckling and then pressing the massive head of his cock into her dripping folds, the head alone as it flared was enough to stretch her more than even most well endowed men could hope to match and he was deliberately slow as he pressed it into her... even rolling his hips so that its massive tip would roll her engorged lips and rub against her swollen clit. He continued this too for a time before finally forcing his gargantuan dick into her more fully. Though he still kept his pace maddeningly slow and teasing... sinking in only an inch or so then pulling almost all the way out before he would resume... moving only a little deeper each time as he wanted to both stretch her tight pussy and drive her wild till she begged him to stretch her with his horse like cock and ruin her for others.
 
A pathetic whimper came from her as he began to cup at her impressive endowments. Again this was moving so fast. Faster than what the beautiful baroness actually wanted it to but she just couldn’t stop him. She did not want to stop him. She rubbed and massaged her tongue against his, becoming accustomed to the way it felt and how to do it. Though it was still clear that she was still new to it. Unlike him, her mouth moved awkwardly and strangely against his.

Finally she pulled away. The look on her face was of utter confusion. How she wanted to go further! He did not know how badly she wanted to feel him move between her legs. There were things that she wanted kissed and bitten; things that no gentile woman should have been thinking of. But she was bound by what she believed how a lady should behave.

“Dear Duke,” she said, trying to make her voice sound concerned. “The passion you rile in me is a dangerous thing.”

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An eager tongue came up and lapped at the clear, stingy, and salty precum. Gods, she loved the way it felt and tasted. If anyone knew about her particular kinks, they would deem her as a deviant or a whore. However she did not care what others would think. It was clear that this man was not immune to her charms. A smirk crossed her lips as he went behind her.

Her eyes widened when more straps were added and a bar placed between her legs. It bit into the little bit of fat she had there, pressing against the bone almost painfully. It was almost impossible to move. This man was certainly into some very, very interesting things. Tears sprung to her eyes and a cry issued from her lips as he began to whip her. She started to cry out with each hit. But it was good! Her pleasure trickled down her thighs.

Finally, finally she stopped playing. Matilda needed to be taken and without remorse; plowed by the huge horse like cock that stretched her even with just the tip.

“By the gods,” she whimpered. “Just fuck me! Please! Please! Please!”
 
Mythrand could not restrain himself fully, she was worried about the passions he stirred in her... but he was far from immune to her charms. Her kisses though inexperienced showed an intense passion and hunger that stirred his own hungers like casting oil upon an open flame. He let her pull away and voice her concern though he leaned down to brush his lips hungrily across the delicate column of her neck. He understood her worries and so he tried to answer though there was a subtle growl of passions to his voice as he spoke, "Mmm as is the hunger you wake in me mon cherie... I do not know that I can tame the feelings you stir."

The dukes lips continued to dance seductively across delicate neck, his lips descended further still as his free hand slide down along her svelte curves to rest upon her hip. His hungry and impassioned kisses descended further until he was once more kissing hungrily at the deep valley of her impressive cleavage. In a rather aggressive and by no means 'proper' act Mythrand lowered the gorgeous baroness to the soft grass to continue his oh so amorous attentions. His lips danced hungrily across the exposed swell of her impressive bust even as he began to suck and nip at her tender flesh. One powerful hand returned to rest upon and cup her large breast as the other teasingly trailed along her svelte and toned legs. His hand crept higher up along her thigh even as he growled his hunger into the expansive chasm formed by her exquisite breasts, "Your beauty is the stuff of legends Babbette, not even Helen of Troy could have stirred men as you do."

The dukes hand was fast slipping beneath her petticoats and was soon caressing her thighs as it teasingly crawled ever higher. He was sorely tempted to free her heaving breasts as he had the night before but managed to restrain himself for now... though restraint was truly a relative term as his hand soon caressed and teased her nether regions. He wanted to bring her the sort of pleasure her charms tempted him with and so his hand danced across her heated flower with only the single garment separating them. Without a thought he guided her hand to the large bulge pressing against his own trousers even as his hand sought out the swollen nub of pleasure between her shapely thighs.

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Gerard smiled as she she dripped while he spanked her with the crop, he could tell they were going to have quite a bit of fun between them. He rolled his hips a bit spreading her swollen nether lips with the massive head of his horse like cock.. the way her flower sucked at him and dripped her own desire made it clear she was ready to be fully stretched and stuffed. When she began to so vocally beg for him to ravage her and stretch her with his giant cock. He began to mercilessly feed inch after inch of his gargantuan cock into her tight pussy. He loved the feel of her tight folds stretching and gripping his dick, he was sure she had never taken anyone as large as he was and was going to love every moment of treating her to the sort of fucking she likely had only dreamed of.

He would pull himself almost all the way out before driving back into her spasming pussy. He growled as her cunt quaked around his mammoth dick and let his hands slide across her reddened and tender rump, fondling her lush ass cheeks rather roughly and possessively as he did so, and then gripped her hips roughly and plowing his entire length and girth into her finally with a single mighty thrust. He let her cunt spasm in pleasure around his giant cock as he leaned down to growl into her ear, "I warned you that I would make you beg and ruin you for others, I am going to pound your tight cunt with this gargantuan cock and stretch you out till you cum like a wild slut for me... and then we can talk about how we are going to continue enjoying ourselves.... assuming you are of a clear mind when I finish"

Without any further preamble Gerard began to roughly pound into Matilda's tight folds, he did not romance or make love.... he fucked her like an animal. He was aggressive and dominant as he gave her exactly what she had begged for. He pounded his immense member into her fast and hard, with long rough strokes intent on driving her wild with lust and pleasure.
 
Babbette was surprised that he wasn’t listening to her. Surprised and delighted at the same time. Strong urges were overcoming any modesty she was still clinging to. Her back arched as he touched her thighs, shivering at the direct contact. Her eyes rolled back into her head and she squirmed, trying to evade what he was doing.

A sharp cry emitted from her lips as he stroked her sex through the dampening bloomers. Bright red stains of embarrassment began to blotch all over her peaches and cream complexion. Everything was spinning so fast that it was going to crash terribly.

“Duke!” she gasped as her forced her hand to his pants. The lump there was sizable and growing. This was a male organ. The thought was frightening. She was always taught how dangerous this was. A man could cause many, many problems for innocent young girls. “Too fast! Too fast!”

However a soft moan issued from her lip. His rubbing was getting to her. Further her legs opened and her breathing quickened.

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Finally he slammed into her. Matilda let out a loud moan. It was huge! Never before had she been so filled. Her poor womanhood could barely stretch enough to accommodate him from that position. Tears streamed down her face. Pain mixed with that pleasure was simply delicious. She, like her mistress, was embarrassed. Not for the same reason, however. No, she was shamed because a man had tamed her and turned her into putty.

“You have not… uh… won me y-y-yet,” she said through gritted teeth. With a tremble she began to move the muscles in her nether regions. During some of her sexual exploits she had learned how to isolate certain actions. Tighter she clenched on to him, knowing how crazy this drove men. “Mmmm… I promise that you are not the only one who can twist sexually.”
 
The duke could feel the heat radiating from between the beautiful baroness' thighs. He almost actually stopped as she pleaded... but then she parted her legs for his hand even as she began to main and breath more roughly. Her hesitance was enough that he continued, his strokes and caresses becoming more firm as he worked the sensitive nub of her clit through her rapidly dampening bloomers. Her hand rested against his own swelling manhood, seperated only by his trousers, and so it was impossible for her not to notice the way he was swelling to a staggering size. His passions had been awakened by the amazing beauty writhin beneath him, he stroked her through her bloomers in a very possessive and dominant manor even as he growled his passion.

Without even thinking Mythrand's hips moved to press his swelling monster more firmly into her delicate hand, his mind swam with thoughts of her stroking his length and girth... maybe even watching her lick and kiss at his manhood or wrap her pouty painted lips around it. He was lost to the moment and his attentions reflected his passion and hunger as he worked talented fingers over her swollen nether lips and her sensitive nub, he eventually slid her bloomers aside to more fully work at her wet blossom intent to show her the kind of pleasure he would gladly give her.

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Gerard loved the way she cried out, it was clear to him that she had never had a cock as large of his and he knew he would have her hooked after this. So he began to pump her with powerful and masterful strokes, rolling his hips to ensure he hit her most sensitive spots as he worked her tight folds with his immense dick. He was surprised when she began to use that tight pussy of hers to caress and stroke his massive cock... he could not help but groan in pleasure as she worked his dick. He almost lost it and gave into her charms, it took all he had to growl and reach for that riding crop again.

He brought it down on her luscious ass, first working over one of her full cheeks before he began to work over the other. At the same time his free hand snaked beneath her to tweak and roll her clit between his thumb and forefinger. He began to pump into her harder and faster with each moment... he could not maintain his control for long but was determined to drive her wild before he lost control. He rolled his hips more rapidly and worked her clit roughly and possessively and continued to spank her ripe ass with that riding crop.

He was loosing control fast though, and was barely aware when the libidinous beauty below him finally went wild pressing back against him like a woman possesed. It was a passing realization as he too was loosing control at that moment and with a growl tossed the crop down and gripped her hair roughly as be pounded into her like a man possessed. He leaned down to bite and lick at her neck as he roughly thrust into her dripping cunt... he was beginning to fuck the woman beneath him like an animal, roughly thrusting his entire gargantuan cock into her with each and every thrust.
 
Babbette wanted to roll away and to push him off of her. Her mind was screaming for him to stop but her body was more than willing to accept his advances. Desperate and panicked whimpers mixed with moans of pure pleasure. This was so confusing! The beautiful baroness did not know what to do.

“Duke,” she moaned. Her hips moved on their own accord and she roughly bit her lip. “Duke… what are you doing to me?”

The girl twisted and pulled, trying to get from the intense sensations he was causing to go through her body. Tears began to pool in her eyes. This was not what she wanted! She tried to get her body to push him away but it wanted more of this sin. His touch was causing her to turn into a wanton slattern. Shame caused those tears to fall.

Her hand cupped slowly at the lump, not sure what to do with it or how to go about pleasing him. The innocent girl did not want to go further. She just could not control herself. Her hand moved clumsily up and down the hard lump.

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Matilda did not know when she lost control. Rarely did she let herself be lost to her passions. Something was different about this situation. Never before had she been strapped down, lashed, and stuffed so thoroughly. Her loud and quaking moans filled the stables and her juices flowed down her legs. Her breathing was rough and she begged and screamed for more; to be fucked harder and faster.

The redhead did not care who heard her or who caught them. She was in such a state that she would invite them in. The more she had filled, the better. The straps bit into her skin but it only served to make her feel more wanting.

Finally she screamed out, a powerful gush erupting from deep within her. She pulled on her binds.

“Oh… oh,” she murmured. “That was the fastest I climaxed. Mmmm… you certainly do have a skill.”
 
Mythrand's control was slipping and so with each moment that passed his aura began to pulse and throb with dark power and promised pleasure, creating an air of lust and allure around the pair even as her growing moans drove him further. He vaguely heard the whimpers but the heat from between her thighs as she pressed firmly into his hand was to much for him to ignore. His fingers worked the swollen nub of her clit even as she began to stroke that ever swelling bulge through his trousers. Mythrand could not help but groan as his aura quickly pulsed washing over the beautiful baroness in all its dark power, "by the heavens you drive me wild Baroness, I only wish to give to you the pleasures you stir in me."

His control was all but gone now, that potent aura filled the clearing and throbbed with power and allure. The dukes hungers though were twofold and though he did not realize it his fangs began to elongate as his thirst grew to match his lust. He leaned down to kiss and lick hungrily at her delicate throat, his tongue danced across her soft skin tasting the subtle salt of her sweat before the Duke did something that had not been in any of his plans. He sank his fangs swiftly and skillfully into her throat and began to sip from the Baroness treating her to that potent dark kiss. In the back of his mind he knew such a thing could drive a woman to lusts they had not realized they had, could make them crave the pleasure of that kiss, but none of that mattered as he was lost to the power of the passion she stirred in him. He sipped slowly and sensually from her delicate neck and then teasingly licked the wound closing it before he kissed and licked to the other side of her neck and treated her to another of those powerful dark kisses. The euphoria of her sweet blood flowing into him drove him even more wild and soon her hand was stroking a truly massive instance of manhood at its full hardness.

Spurned on by the feeding his hand worked magic on her nether lips and her swollen clit, they worked with the single goal of making the buxom noble cry out in pleasure so she could fully embrace her lusts. The duke hoped she would go further and remove him from his confining trousers... he knew he could not bed her but there was so much else they could do before he was to formally make her his.

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Gerard was lost to his passion and he gave the writhing red head exactly what she begged for, he pounded into her hard and fast slamming the entire length of his massive girth into her with each stroke. The stable was filled with the sounds of their passion. He was truly like an animal and was treating her to the sort of sordid fucking most women would not dare to even dream of. The way she quaked around his immense cock only server to drive him on as they coupled without a care for anything else.

Finally as her tight folds squeezed and spasmed around his horse like dick far more intensely than before he growled and tenses up filling her with a massive load of thick musky cream. He growled through gritted teeth as he spoke in those deep and booming tones with his throbbing member still buried deeply inside of her, "Mmmm you certainly have quite the tight and talented flower yourself... I do not think any woman as taken me to the hilt the first try, much less milked this giant appendage of mine quite like your hungry folds do."
 
Babbette gave a loud groan and she quickly began to shake her head. This had gone far enough! With a strength that beguiled even her she pulled herself up only to be stopped by an overwhelming feeling of complete and utter lust. Her body relaxed and she moved against him. There was nothing she could to stop whatever was happening. Her hand moved faster against him, wanting to drive him just as wild. Then another feeling overswept her after a brief moment of pain on her neck.

In his arms her body went limp and her eyes glazed. The most intense sensations racketed through her body and she was helpless to them. Her fluids flowed over his hand and her breath became rougher and rougher. Every second he fed off of her brought her closer to orgasm. Soft whimpers and pleading gasps emitted for her. Even as she was brought out of that spell she was brought over that first hurdle that was her first climax.

“Duke!” she cried out as she arched her back. She flopped down, quaking. “Oh, Duke! I feel like I am melting!”

And that was what she did. A large amount of juice spilled on his hand and soiled her dress. She twisted and writhed, not completely sure if she liked the way it felt, but knowing that her body was going to be craving more of it.

“Hmmm. How can I make you feel like that?” she asked in a whisper. “Please tell me how.”

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The redhead cooed and gasped as she hung from rope. She wiggled her backside a little. How utterly sinful she felt. A throaty chuckle came from her lips and she looked over her shoulder. She must have looked like a delicious little sex slave the way she was bound and the way the welts and bruises were rising on her backside and thighs.

“It has been the first time I had such a cock,” she purred. “I had to make sure it was completely satisfied.”

Again she started to back up on him, moving herself as well as she could while still bound. As she rocked, hot cream oozed down her leg. Her eyes widened and her eyebrows rose. “Someone had a stock built up.”
 
Mythrand could still taste her sweet blood on his tongue as he moaned into the nape of her neck, his passions were totally aflame by that point and there was no restraining the potent aura of allure that radiated from him. As she quaked beneath him and seemed to give into her own lusts he marveled at the way the buxom baroness looked writhing against his hand, the sight made his mighty cock throb with want and desire. As she seemed to begin to vibrate from her core, and her nectar gushed coating his hand he knew she had gone over the edge from his stroking... but more likely than not it was that dark kiss that had pushed her over the edge.

The Duke could not help but notice when her stroking of his throbbing member through his trousers became more eager and excited. When she asked he did not hesitate for a moment but rather spoke in a pleasure filled growl with a smile on his face, "you may take out my manhood and continue to stroke it Milady, your hand feels sublime and I am sure would feel even more so placed directly upon my cock... Though I hear some woman of intense passions have also found other ways to stroke and please a man in moments like this."

He was at that point admittedly trying to see if she would go so far as to use her full lips or her impressive bust. He was also tempted to take another sip of her sweet blood knowing full well it would feed her passions and leave them both craving one another even more than they already seemed to. Her sudden passion and eagerness surprised the Duke but in such a way that he could not help but smile.

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Gerard chuckled a bit as he realized she was still quite aroused given the way she attempted to press back into him, the chuckle however was also due to the fact that she thought his massive load was due to him not draining the large heavy balls that were a perfect match to his massive cock. He reached down to unfasten her ankles even as he could feel his member swelling anew at the idea of letting her really go wild and surprising her so he spoke with a playful growl, "Well I doubt it is easy to find a man with a half as much cock meat as I carry around, as for building up stock... not at all Matilda, you must not have been bedded by a man quite as virile as me before, I have a heavy set of orbs to match this massive dick so you will have to get used to this mighty spray... as for completely satisfying my cock and desires, you are just getting started."

He reached up to unfasten her hands after removing the bar between her legs, but as he did so he began to force his once more hard cock into her tight folds. So as he leaned forward to finally untie the last knots binding her hands he also was once more burying the last of his massive dick into the horny read head beneath him. He gripped her hips once she was free and began to pump his entire length into her with a wolfish smile, "you will have to milk this horse cock of mine quite a bit more before I am sated and wore out for the night I fear... I trust you will not mind too much though."
 
Dear God! Babbette’s heart was beating so fast that she felt as if she were going to vomit and faint. She was now on her knees, the coolness of the grass could be felt through the thick layers of her petticoats and skirts. Her face was so very red and as she looked at him that would be blaringly obvious. Slowly she began to undo his pants, fingers trembling and fumbling with the golden buttons. Finally all of them were done away with. A shuddering gasp came from her as she began to pull down the trousers. This was the first time she would see male’s organ. It popped out, completely erect and HUGE.

Her mouth went dry and shyly she met his gaze. Her hands were rested on his thighs and she bit her lip. She did not want to look at it again. What if it got bigger? Gingerly she wrapped a hand around the base and found that her fingers did not even touch. A lump rose in her throat and her shoulders rounded as she began to pump him. It started out slowly at first. There was very little skill with her actions. It probably did not bring him the pleasure that he sought but she was trying.

“I am afraid I am not as skilled as you are with your fingers,” she replied in a whisper.

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As the straps were taken away, marks appeared on her body. Large, purplish indents from where the leather bound her appeared. She bit her lip as some of her blood flow returned. Dear gods, was it ever divine sexual torture. She wriggled and writhed and bit her lip as he went on. The thought of having that much spunk normally was a turn on for the fiery redhead. Being extra virile meant that he could go on and on and on.

When her hands were free she turned to face him, leaning back on the wall and giving him a perfect shot at her ample chest. A playful smirk crossed her lips as he pumped inside of her. She could feel his thick cream slid down her backside with each thrust.

“But how should I go about doing that?” she asked with a pout of her lips. “My poor womanhood can only take so much of that hard, delicious cock.”
 
Mythrand groaned a bit as she began to stroke his impressive member. While it was true she yet lacked a practiced hand there was something sinfully delightful about her willingness to work his large cock. He reached down to run his hand through the Baroness' hair even as his aura flared just as powerfully as before, she roused him in such a way that there was no chance of him restraining his potent allure. His thick member throbbed in her delicate hand even as he growled passionately, "Skill comes with time mon cherie, your passion is enough for now... the rest I am sure will come later."

The Duke sighed in pleasure as she continued to stroke along his impressive length and grip his equally impressive girth. There was something intensely pleasurable about her touch beyond the obvious... be it due to her status as a lady, the fact that he actually wished to pursue her, or even her innocence despite her seemingly overwhelming passion. He subtly tried to turn her head and guide her towards his throbbing manhood to encourage her and in hopes that she might even go further.

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Gerard smirked and leaned down to bite and kiss at Matilda's heaving chest as he continued to pump his giant member into her soaked cunt. He gave a throaty chuckle as he lifted her legs to his shoulders so he could pound into her deliciously tight folds more deeply, "Given that you think it so delicious... mayhaps your luscious lips could help, or your ample chest... and there is at least one other way, though most shy away from that thought given my mammoth size."

He gave a deep and throaty chuckle as he once more began to pump her with his immense length loving the way her tight folds stretched and gripped his mammoth girth. He doubted she would be interested in that last offer any more than most women were, he was simply to large for women to consider taking his cock in their rears... he however had no issues working over this lovely womans pussy and ensuring she would indeed be offering it to him, and given the way she managed to stroke and squeeze his giant cock he would not be want to turn down any such offers.
 
It did not take much of his guiding to get her to lean her head closely to the tip. Her lips brushed against it, trembling with the action. Oh! What type of lady did this sordid type of thing? If her father knew what was going on, he would surely have her caned. Soon shy licks pressed against the very tip of him. The pumping of her hand continued. Now she was working on what little knowledge she had of the male body.

The duke seemed to enjoy the way she moved her hands on his throbbing manhood. It hardened still her working hand. There was just so much of it! She wondered if all men were this size. She flushed thinking about that. Her mouth enveloped his sensitive and she slurped on it. God. He even tasted like a man. Was that possible?

Babbette sighed a little and attempted to take more in, immediately gagging on its girth. Quickly she withdrew it and shot him a panicked look. “How do I…” she trailed off, unsure how to go about fitting it in her mouth. “I mean… oh, goodness…”

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Matilda bit her lip as her legs were placed on his shoulders. Deeper he went inside of her, stroking at that little bundle of nerves with more force when he did so. This was insanely good. Better than what she had ever experienced before. Lights flashed before her eyes and it was like he was causing her body to go through an orgasm with each thrust.

“Right there,” she groaned loudly. She was unable to stop herself. Her mind was half gone with her pleasure. It was amazing. Simply wonderful. “That feels so good. More, please, more.”

It was as if she was turned into a little slattern; a slave to her passions. She wrapped her arms around him and drove herself more harshly on his piece of meat. “But I love having my dirty little hole taken. Nothing is taboo…”
 
The Duke groaned in pleasure as she began to kiss and lick at the tip of his sizable endowment, He could not help but moan even more loudly as she actually began to suck on the fat head at the end of his large rod and his grip on her hair tightened a bit as he rolled his hips a bit to meet her attentions. He closed his eyes and savored the sensations of the sweet and innocent Baroness giving into her passions and working his thick member.

He heard and felt her gag as she tried to take even more of his length and girth, he relaxed his grip a bit allowing her to pull back and opening his eyes as he gazed down upon her with a pleased and wolfish smile. He ran his fingers along her cheek even as the tip of his large cock brushed her pouty lips and he gave a playful growl, "Mmm I imagine it must take a bit of practice Babbette, it is rather large after all... your attentions are most pleasing though I assure you."

He continued to urge her continue, his potent aura flaring powerfully at the thought of the luscious Baroness working his big dick, his eyes roamed to her large heaving bosom. He licked his lips thinking about the night before and the recent taste of her sweet blood... already he began to crave more, and he knew he could take it and fan the flames of her passion all in one fell swoop if he so choose.

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Gerard gave a passion filled roar as he continued to pump into Matilda, loving the way her ample bust bounced with every forceful thrust. He could feel the way she quaked beneath him with each stroke and new he was setting her off just as he intended to. At the same time he was lost in the pleasure of how her tight folds stroked and milked his thick cock. He could tell she was lost in the pleasure and knew he was not far off himself but he did manage to growl a response, "Hmmm are you sure my lusty maiden, This mammoth cock of mine would likely stretch your pert ass in ways you have not imagined.... The same way it is stretching your tight folds right now"

He picked up the pace of his pounding, pulling his massive dick almost all the way out of her dripping folds before slamming its full length back into the depths of her tight cunt. He let his hands slide down along her legs to roughly fondle her pert ass even as he continued to roughly pound into her before he gave a thunderous roar and tensed flooding her with another massive load of his thick cream.
 
It was frightening to try and pleasure this man. He was very understanding and calm with her. Men of that day and age were not very keen on the woman being comfortable with such things. At least Babbette assumed that was the case. Most girls were used as breeding tools or sexual sewers; there to sate the needs of men. At least the Duke was being gentle with her and that made the beautiful, busty baroness want to please him more.

“I am sorry I am so terrible at this,” she said softly between sweet licks and ardent sucks. Her hand worked faster. She hoped to bring him more enjoyment through other actions. Like a hungry babe she suckled upon him, trying to bring him closer to that apex. Her own chest heaved as she breathed roughly. “I just want to make you feel as wonderful as you made me feel.”

Clearly she did not know the effects she had on men yet. That her charms, while only budding, where quite addicting. Her innocence and eagerness to learn also had an intoxicating effect. It was almost as if she was a tightly budded flower blossoming before the Duke Dragonasi’s eyes.

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Matilda gave a loud and long groan as he pounded inside of her. It was so good. So mind blowing and amazing. This was almost like a religious experience. Every thrust was enough to drive anyone to see God. If she could thrash around, she would have. So close. So very, very close. And, as she felt his hot seed pumped inside of her, her body let lose another orgasm on her form.

She slumped against him, wrapping her legs and arms around him for support. One shiver came after another and she let out a pathetic whisper. A small trail kisses went up the side of his cheek and towards his ear. Oh! That ear. She nibbled on it and licked it gently.

“That was amazing,” she said in a coo. “You know how to work a poor woman, don’t you? Whatever am I going to do with myself without you, hmmm? For one so young you are skilled in the ways of the womanly form. You must be a highly desired stud.”
 
The Duke Dragonasi groaned as his thick member positively drooled slick precum as the busty beauty kneeling before him suckled upon the tip of his impressive rod. He gripped her hair lightly and used that grip to urge and guide her, he saw how eager and willing she was and so thought why not help her learn exactly how to set him off. Through his groans if pleasure he did manage to speak in those enchanting and hypnotic tones of his though, "Oh you are doing fine mon cherie, and I am sure you will only improve as you learn.... mmm they do say practice makes perfect after all.... and I am sure in due time you will have me breathless and wanting from your ministrations madam."

Mythrand could not tear his eyes from her heaving bosom and the way her massive milky orbs threatened to burst free of her dress, it was enough to drive a man wild watching her so eager with her passions peeking through her innocence. He knew then and there that this would not likely be a one time affair, he would not be able to resist the lure of the beautiful Baroness Do'trive nor did he have any desire to resist her allure. Far from it he wished he could more fully submit to the desires they seemed to share... but he had to follow certain limits till they were wed.

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Gerard gave a throaty chuckle as she nibbled at his ear, he let his hands trace her spine a bit then caressed her hair as she lay against him still impaled on his considerable length and girth. He answered in his usual booming tones, "Hmmm I suppose you will just have to be sure you get ample doses of my particular charms... and yes I have been known to leave a woman or three bow legged and panting for more when the mood strikes me." he actually flexed his muscles in such a way as to make that monstrous appendage twitch inside her stretched folds as if to emphasize his point.

he leaned down and let his lips and tongue play across her nipples and bust a bit with a playful growl then nipped up along her neck before he actually spoke softly once more, "You were rather impressive yourself, few manage to take me the first time.... and fewer still manage to keep up with me at all much less squeeze and milk my endowment the way you have... I think I may have to spend a great many nights sampling your charms, and this stud likes to go all night long." he gave another throaty chuckle and growl before kissing the nubile redhead in his lap rather passionately. Unless he was mistaken, and he was fairly sure he was not, they would be spending quite a bit of time together so there was no need for him to be shy or timid about his intentions.
 
She sucked and licked at him. Soon she was falling into a rhythm. Pumping and moving her head became orchestrated and with every stroke of her mouth, she was able to shove him deeper inside of her mouth. Though she still could not shove him the entire way down her throat.

Round, quizzical amber eyes studied his expression. It almost looked like he was in pain. Is that how ecstasy was supposed to look? The young Baroness wondered if she took on a similar expression when he was using his fingers on her to make her body explode like it did. She wondered how it would be like for him; if he would feel the same way.

Clumsy, still, she managed to pick up her pace. How she longed to make him feel as wonderful as he had made her. Practice. Practice. Practice.

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Matilda kissed him back. It was a hot and demanding kiss. One that she returned in kind. Many hot and sticky nights would pass between the two of them. It was luck that brought them together and she would adore every second she had with this stud of a man.

“That is good to know,” she purred into his ear. “I want to have you rutting between my legs without mercy until I am so sore I can’t stand in the morning.” Nothing was like a good, hard fuck to make the world seem like a better place. “How do you want to take me now. I love being used like a bitch in heat and it is a rare occasion where I can find a man to sate my lusts.”
 
The Duke was pleasantly surprised as Babbette quickly found a rhythm and began to swallow more and more of his considerable length and girth. He gave a throaty moan of pleasure with a smile on his face as she passed the halfway mark and kept going. He had a hunch that there was a trove of sensuality hidden within the buxom baroness but this was exceeding any expectations he may have had.

He looked down to meat her amber gaze, his hunger and pleasure clearly written in those lavender pools of his. His grip on her hair tightened a bit as his hips began to thrust ever so slightly to meet her attentions. The duke could feel his massive cock swell and throb in pleasure as she continued to suck him, at the same time his aura flaired powerfully in response to his pleasure. He was gazing directly into her eyes with his lust filled hypnotic pools as he felt him self near the edge... his entrancing gaze pouring into his, full of his lust and pleasure as he felt himself cross over that edge. It was at that moment that he growled his passion and pleasure, his powerful aura flaring to its full power and potency even as he filled the beautiful young baroness' mouth with his thick cream.

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Gerard chuckled and again flexed his pelvis in such a way as to make the giant cock still embedded in her wet folds twitch. He could already feel himself hardening again, for as long as he could remember his appetites had been to say the least immense and coupled with his endowment and virility it made for quite a bit of serious rutting over the years. So as his massive horse cock swelled and thickened once more he leaned down to bite and lick at Matilda's still hard nipples with a smirk, "Mmmm I could have you bounce on this thick pole of mine, or we could see if I can ruin your ripe rear the same way I have your dripping folds.... if you think you can actually take my horse cock there, no one has yet... but I am all to willing to further ensure no other man can ever satisfy your cravings, or maybe I should feed you one of these copious and virile doses of my seed?"

He smirked and thrust his now completely restored and rampart pillar of flesh into her still stretched nether lips, he knew from this night they both were rather hooked on the feeling of his mammoth member stretching and stuffing her pussy but he was determined to truly ruin her for other men.... she was wild and lusty and he loved it, he wanted her coming back to him and would do all he could to ensure she was his willing and wanton consort. "The idea of your mouth filled overflowing with my cream, your lips freshly stretched by this giant appendage... is quite appealing.... but the idea of your rump stuffed and stretched like you can not imagine, mmm that has an appeal all its own."
 
Suddenly thick cream was being pumped into the baroness’ mouth. It was salty and difficult to swallow and she ended up hacking. There was so much! It ended up pushing past her lips and rolling down his shaft and dripping on her ample cleavage. Finally it stopped and she bit her lip as she pulled away. Confusion shining in her eyes. Was that supposed to happen? Slowly she licked up the mess on her lips, quite not used to the flavor. It wasn’t completely horrible. In fact, she could find herself getting used to it quickly.

A finger came to scoop up some drops on her breasts and she looked at it as she rolled it around between her index and thumb. It wasn’t as thick as it felt but it was stringy and stuck to her fingers like syrup.

“What was that?” she asked as she looked up at him. Her face was a mess from her lower lip down. “W-was that supposed to happen, duke?”

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It was to Matilda’s shock that he began to harden again. What sort of demon was this man? None had been able to last three rounds with her. By then every man she had been with had been drained and satisfied. This was unprecedented and the redhead liked it. She groaned as he licked and bit at her already erect nipples. She moved her hips up and down on his shaft with a few desperate pumps, whimpering as his length was pushed against that spot inside of her.

“Mmm,” she said through gritted teeth. “You can take my ass if you want. After all, I am yours tonight.”

There was something utterly intoxicating about the little slave game he had brought out earlier. Never would she have thought being bound and whipped would feel amazing but it had. Better than what she would admit to anyone.

“Completely yours.”
 
The Duke groaned as his cream overflowed the mouth of the lovely baroness, he marveled at how sinful she looked with his seed spilling from her lips and down into the deep valley of her bountiful bosom. It was an enticing enough sight that his impressive member never fully deflated and instead hung heavily and still half swollen with lust as he gazed on her tempting form. The surprise on her face coupled with the way she even now experimented with his cum was likewise rather enticing to the Duke and he could not help but smile and sigh his pleasure before he answered her, "Tis the result only when a woman drives her man to pleasure mon cherie, when that happens men spray forth their seed in pleasure at their woman's attentions... though so talented you seem to be and so well endowed that even though I can not yet see straight from the pleasure you granted, there is part of me that still seems to yearn for more."

The duke gave a throaty chuckle rather sure that given how swollen his large cock still was she would not miss the meaning. He also wanted her to know it was her budding talents, hungers, passions, and ample charms that did this to him... and wanted to see if his own endowments and potent charms had a similar affect on her. He knew he could not deflower the buxom vixen before him just yet but he was sure there was plenty else they could do to explore the passions they stirred in one another.

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Gerard loved the look on Matilda's face as he began to swell and harden within her wet folds once more, he knew his stamina was what some would call unnatural as was his demanding sexual appetite. But it also seemed to him he had found a woman who not only appreciated that but actually was quite aroused by it. He gave a throaty chuckle as she pumped herself upon his massive cock riding him a bit and then again at her comment. There was something about the tone when she said that last part that reminded him of when he bound her earlier... and he decided with her offer it was only right for him to take a very dominant role.

So he did not ask again, but instead he lifted her from his huge throbbing cock and then spun her around before slapping her bared ass with his thick member. He reached for the leather straps again and tired her hands to the railing tightly so she could not pull away and then took the kerchief from his doublet and used it to gag her as he was sure that what he had planned next would be quite noisy, and because he was now intent to play up the dominance on his part. He roughly fondled her ripe ass and then spread her cheeks before he began to force his gargantuan dick into her tight rear entrance with a growl and leaned down to growl passionately into her ear, "I am going to ruin your ass just like I did your cunt wench, when I am done there will be no chance of you being satisfied by anything short of my mammoth dick... I am going to finish making you my sinful plaything, my personal cock slave... I am going to stretch and pound your tight ass till you are begging me for more Matilda."

Even as he spoke he was continuing to slowly force more and more of his giant member into her ass, he would pause and then pull back at times only to drive further into her on the next stroke. He roughly handled her ass cheeks even as he drove his immense length and girth deeper and deeper with each stroke till his heavy balls were slapping her dripping folds and his entire length was pistoning deep into her tight ass. He smirked and growled passionately in those deep tones of his once more, "you love it don't you wench... being so stuffed full of my cock, being dominated by this giant slab of meat... being taken and used by a real stud who can make you scream."
 
Babbette continued to play around with it. Ever since a young age she had been a very tactile learning, preferring to touch and feel so she could understand it better. It was strange. The beautiful baroness was still not completely sure what to think about it. She did quite like the idea that she had pleased him so much that it caused that reaction.

Yet she was unsure how to please him more. What else could she use to make him happy with her? Her vivid eyes locked on to his. A blush crossed across her cheeks as she studied his face. Lust was such a beautiful expression. His eyes were hazed and he looked upon her as if she was the most beautiful creature to ever grace the planet.

“Show me what you want,” she whispered up at him. Her voice was soft and seductive. “Please. My lord, I know you want more of me but I am not sure what I should do.”

-_-_-_-

Again she was bound. With a quick movement he had her spun around and her wrists were bound to the post once more. A bandanna was stuffed into her mouth and then tied behind her head, making a sufficient gag for the redheaded miss. She wondered why he decided to do that? Though that became painfully clear.

Even with the ample lubrication from her juices his size was daunting. Her eyes widened and she began to struggle against the leather keeping her in place. A high pitched squeal came from her as he pushed forward without mercy. Dear gods! This man was going to tear her in half! Maybe this was a mistake!

The pain was great but it faded into pleasure with each thrust and stroke of his hips and manhood. It felt so good! Soon her feminine juices were trickling down her thighs and the slap of his heavy balls became much messier and louder. His words furthered her arousal and she found herself backing hungrily into him. This was going to hurt her later. No doubt she would bleed.

Her squeals became more muffled in the makeshift gag. Thoroughly and completely he had claimed her. Later she would be mad at herself. Now she was reveling in it.
 
The duke smiled and growled his pleasure nodding as she continued to stroke and caress his quickly hardening member. Soon her hand was again overflowing with his turgid flesh as it forced her fingers apart with its girth. His own hands slide down to caress and fondle her ample bosom as he let his hungers guide him. He knew he could not take her fully till they wed.. and on this first night the more sinful approach of her lush rear would likely be to much to ask, but her bountiful breasts were something he could fully enjoy he was sure. So it was with a husky growl and a flaring aura that he answered the beautiful seductress handling his large cock, "your bosom mon cherie... I will partake of your oh so ample charms... I imagine their full firm bounty would be exquisite wrapped around my demanding flesh"

With hands moving every bit as deftly as they did early when the danced over ivory keys he released the lace of her bodice and freed her massive milky orbs from the confines of her bustier. Those same deft and talented hands soon kneaded and caressed her firm flesh and pinched at the hard nubs of her sensitive nipples intern to show her the pleasures of this act even as he slaked his own passions. He guided her hands to her own abundant charms and helped her to massage and fondle her own tits before pulling her closer so he could force his massive member between then. When all was said and done he was buried within the chasm of her cleavage and the large head of his member still brushed her pouty lips while her own hands were left to fondle her large breasts.

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Gerard was like a man possessed, or possibly more like a dominant beast driven by his passion. He took all that Matilda was willing to give driving his immense member into her lush rear and gripping her hair roughly. He was at that moment not making love or even simply rutting... he was taking and dominating her. He did not miss the way she began to literally gush her pleasure coating both her thighs and his heavy lust swollen balls or the way she soon began to drive herself back onto his gargantuan cock impaling her ass on him with lustful abandon.

He growled his pleasure seeing she was beyond the point of crying out in pain and so removed the gag for now even as he continued to pound into her ass with his giant horse cock. He may worry about loosing control and so utterly dominating her as he ravaged her ripe body on the morrow but for now he was a slave to his rampant passions and was quite enjoying her talents and charms as well as her submission.
 
Her face was a bright crimson as her breasts, freed from her confining corset, were bared to the duke once more. Soft moans came from her lips as he roughly massaged, pulled, and pinched at her sensitive nipples. Like the night before the stood hard at his attentions. It felt good. Almost too good. Her eyes fogged and her breath came in desperate little gasps. That feeling again! Between her legs she felt that throbbing! For a moments, as she was pulled beneath the duke, she wondered if that pulse would be taken care of.

Like he showed her, Babbette moved her massive breasts around to massage the duke’s massive endowment. Even with how buxom she was the beautiful young woman could still brush and suck upon his tip. Which she did. As she pleasured him the throbbing between her legs only became worse!

She closed her legs tightly trying to relieve herself of that particular agony. When he finished then she was sure that he would return the favor and make her explode again. The young girl worked harder at her task. Amber eyes stared up at him and burned with lust.

“Does it feel wonderful?” she asked between ardent licks. “Am I doing well?”

-_-_-_-

It was like riding a wild stallion. Matilda grunted and groaned. This was too good! And this stud managed to keep the same brutal pace. No man before him was able to treat her to such a delicious treat. The handmaid was certain that this man had, like he had said, ruined her for all other men.

Her tits bounced with each thrust and her juices trickled down her legs. There was no doubt that she was close to having another climax. Her body tightened around his mammoth appendage as she fought off. Not so soon! She could not let her body let go. It had only been a few minutes!

How could this be?
 
The duke growled and groaned in pleasure, the feeling of her massive bosom wrapped around his mammoth member was exquisite and when she began to suckle and lick at his member it was all he could do to keep his feet. He gripped her elaborately done hair and began to pump his giant cock between her oh so impressive breasts. The look of lust and desire in her eyes drove him wild... to see his sweet intelligent intended with that hungry and wanton look was enough to ensure his impressive endowment would not slumber any time soon.

At the same time his sharp senses could not help but note the way she was already primed once more, he wondered if she would even resist if he pressed matters... but no he would not. For once Mythrand honestly wanted to savor his time with this unique and buxom beauty and he was determined to do so. He would not resort to simply ravishing her though he was sorely tempted to do so and it took all his self restraint not to. He would enjoy her growing talents and ample charms saving that final moment for the night they were formally wed.

In the end he growled his answer in a voice that was thick with pleasure and passion.

"Oh it does indeed mon cherie, much more of your talented ministrations and I will no doubt be coating your lovely face and impressive bosom with my seed"

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Gerard growled and redoubled his efforts when he felt the lovely red head begin to quake beneath his pounding onslaught. Her groans of pleasure spurred him on even more and he was soon alternating between gripping her hips and roughly fondling the firms cheeks of her ripe ass even as they were spread by the mammoth girth of his huge cock. Deep down part of him was honestly hoping that he had accomplished exactly what he threatened... no woman had kept up with him before and if he had ruined her for other men he could look forward to more nights that he was sure both of them would greatly enjoy.

He felt his giant cock begin to swell and gripped her hips roughly as he pounded his entire length into her tight ass with powerful and dominant strokes. He growled his pleasure and leaned down to bite and lick at Matilda's neck passionately before he spoke huskily into her ear with a passion soaked voice.

"Cum for me my lusty wench... milk my fat member with your ripe ass"

Even as he spoke he buried his mammoth dick fully into her ass feeling himself swell further still even as her quaking body seemed to try to coax his thick creamy seed from the beastly member she was impaled on. It was mere moments before he gave a powerful growl and clenched up as he began to fill her ripe ass with his cum... gripping her hips and arching his back as he groaned in pleasure and savored the feeling of painting the depths of her ripe ass in this final act of domination.
 
Babbette loved being praised. Ever since she had been a little girl she liked being coaxed and coddled when it came to doing something right. Her tongue worked with more earnest against his large knob and she worked her breasts without mercy against his shaft. Small bruises were going to form from how roughly she was treating her own tits. She wanted to make him see only her. There were many beautiful girls out there and many who would not speak her opinions as openly as she. What if he viewed her passion simply as cute and would leave her as soon as he tired of it? Men were fickle creatures according to Matilda.

“Do I look beautiful coated in your seed?” She asked. And she was truly interested. The girl wanted to know what he thought about her. Perhaps she was letting herself become too invested in something like this. He already publicly announced that she was to be his wife. To cry off would be terrible for his reputation. Which she knew to be very important to him.

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How embarrassing! She let out a groan of pleasure and shame when he demanded that she cum for him. The nasty gypsy, making her body build up so quickly! This man was relentless in his pursuit of their pleasure. It was going to drive Matilda completely and truly mad. A few more pumps and she was cumming. A slick burst from her loins coated her thighs.

Her cheeks shone bright red. What a mess! Why did she have to be so sloppy when she climaxed? It was something that she did not understand. Other women did not do it. Men seemed to enjoy it but she was not so sure.

She looked at him over her shoulder, worried at what he may have thought of her.
 
The duke marveled at how eager the beautiful baroness seemed, and doubly so at how quickly she was embracing her passions and her seemingly natural talent for teasing him. The way she licked at sucked at the large head of his throbbing shaft was driving him wild, and coupled with how her magnificent tits felt wrapped around his girth he knew he would not last much longer. He had been drawn to her fire and her intelligence to be sure, but now that fire was showing in a whole other light as her passions grew and she seemed to embrace her lusts... the duke was not without rather intense passions and lusts himself and he had never expected to find a woman who could coax them out so easily let alone one who seemed might even be able to match them.

Her question further drove that point home and he could not help but grown his passion and nod his head. Her lips still bore traces of his seed and her heaving breasts glistened with samples of it as well as she used them to roughly massage his mammoth girth. There was a clear growl of lust and passion in his voice as he spoke once more.

"Oh yes mon cherie... you look so tempting and sinful, so wickedly gorgeous... it is all I can do not to take you and ravish you right here."

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Gerard growled his passion as his climax finished, he could feel his thick cream forcing its way out around his mammoth cock even before he began to pull himself out... he knew he was far more virile than your average man and this was just more proof of that. He also could not help but notice the way she literally coated her thighs with her own nectar. This was a woman who clearly enjoyed her passions and her lust, and had a body all to willing to accommodate her in that. That held its own appeal to him given his own massive and ravenous appetites... he had never before met a woman who shared the extremes of passion he seemed to crave and the possibility that this lovely red head could do just that was something he had never dared dream.

So when she looked over her shoulder at him she was met with a pleased and wolfish smile, one that spoke both of how happy he was with their little romp but also of his hunger for more of the same given the chance and how much he enjoyed her particular charms,
 
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