Shameless-Tales from Serault

Contains Blackmail and Dubious Consent. Viewer discretion is advised.

[Brought to you by porn plots. Because apparently I can go that low.]

Fuck him.

Fuck him and his whole family.

You can´t kill him without risking war,

and sooner or later his family will reach the ear

of the Divine or the Empress and force you to release him.

Fuck him.

You have captured your worst enemy and can´t do anything.

(And if he wasn´t your worst enemy he surely is now.)

Fuck.

You empty your glass and pick up your book again.

What is done is done.

You both played the game and you won.

Fuck.

Shouldn´t victory taste sweeter?

Suddenly a knock on your door.

The door opens before you can answer.

A lady enters.

She wears no mask;

her dress is dirty and torn;

her hair clings in wet strings to her forehead.

But her bearing is noble and the dress -now in rags-

was once expensive.

"What have you done to my husband?"

You recognize her now,

she has hardly aged a day since you saw her three or four years ago;

she was barely 18 when she married His Dour Lordship

and while you ignored her beauty back then for wine and serving wenches,

you now take the chance to study her features.

"I am sorry, my Lady but your husband was complicit in a murder-plot;

 I fear there is nothing I can do", you tell her;

trying hard to keep looking into her azure-blue eyes and not on her

almost exposed cleavage.

She seems honestly shocked.

(Could she actually love the old fuck?)

"No, he would never;

 I mean impossi... ,

 I - oh please my Lord spare him the hang-man's noose!"

The noose?

You can´t kill a noble, not as long as he has family with a standing army.

But then again he married her for beauty and her families coffers,

not for her political  knowledge and savvy.

You may enjoy your victory yet.

You put on your best concerned face :

"I am truly sorry my dear but I fear the law is quite clear in this matter.

 I don´t think anybody could help your husband now."

You shake your head and try to look sad.

She gasps.

"Please my Lord have mercy!

 I beg you! Mercy!

 Please ask anything and I will give it for his life!"

"Anything?"

"Yes, your grace, I don´t have much gold with me but trust me,

 Alyons`coffers are full and it´s wealth shall be yours!".

You eye her breasts now openly,

hunger burning in your eyes.

"I fear coin won´t be enough to save his life",

you smile a wide grin and move closer to her.

She recoils from your advance.

"My Lord?

 You can´t... .

 I won´t..., I love my husband;

 what you demand is impossible".

You shrug.

"You love him enough to see him die.

 I can respect your principles.

 Goodbye."

You shrug again and bow.

She pales.

"No, please,

 I will...,

 I will do as you ask."

A single tear runs down her cheeks.

You stroke your hardening dick through your silken pants

and move again towards her.

She flinches at first but then she extends her hands towards you.

Your now fully erect member jumps into her her palms.

She starts carefully jerking it while you rip off the rest of her dress.

While she beats you off you admire her body.

Pert breasts, her lower body shaven and a small tattoo just beneath her belly button.A little spider.

"Kneel down!"

She obeys.

"Suck it!"

Her lips wrap around your shaft.

You moan as her tongue touches your cock and it begins it´s dance.

"Oh, keep sucking you little whore."

She bobs her head her head and slurps.

You soon feel your orgasm approaching and grab her wet hair

and start fucking her throat.

"Take it!"

She just breathes heavily through her noose, spit running down the sides of her mouth.

You take pity on her and pull out.

She coughs and sends more spit flying.

She draws a deep breath.

then she spits on your rod and starts licking it up and down.

"Once more!"

And again you thrust into her throat.

Her hot wetness proves to much for you and you start shooting your load.

Down her throat; before you pull out and smear your seed all over her face.

She is breathing heavy and tears are running down her cheeks but she smiles.

You smile back and point towards your washbowl:

"Clean yourself up and then suck me hard again."

She stops smiling...

...but she obeys.

You lay back on your bed lazily playing with your softening girth;

soon she finds you and as ordered her tongue starts playing with your shaft again.

You harden under her skilled ministrations .

"Turn around".

She presents her backside and you slap your dick against her ass until it is

rock-hard again.

You enter her cunt.

Despite (or because of) your rough treatment she is soaking wet.

You only enjoy her slit long enough to lubricate your cock with her juices.

Then you enter her tight asshole.

She screams.

"Yessss!"

Her fingers replace your dick in her cunt and soon she convulses and

screams out her first orgasm.

You fuck her hole in a steady pace and play with her tits.

After ten more slow and deliberate thrusts she screams once more

and squirts pussy juice on your white linen.

You pick up the pace.

Entering her faster and faster.

"Turn around!"

You jerk yourself over the edge and coat her face with white silky ropes.

"Suck it clean!"

Victory sure feels good now.

Wherein Nightterrors will be experienced. Surprisingly enough.