0 comments/ 27575 views/ 3 favorites Erin's Beginning Ch. 01 By: Shynet The Capture The moon hung bright in the sky as a young girl walked along through the woods on her way home. The breeze lifted her ash blonde hair from her delicate features make her look more elfin than human. Her large breasts and trim waist had drawn many a man’s gaze, were dressed in a soft green lawn cotton dress, a perfect foil for the blood red cape keeping the cold from her body. Robert Saddled his midnight black charger Saffron Star, for the job ahead, his loin’s burn in anticipation of the night to come, his glossy black hair glinted in the moon light and black breeches, coat and jacket camouflaged him perfectly. He settled himself into the saddle adjusting himself and rode off into his fathers woods were he knew he would find his quarry. He’d seen this elfin beauty many times as she walked towards the tied cottage she shared with her family of father, mother and brothers, who worked for his father as game keeper and house keeper and grooms respectively. He had talked over his plan with his father, and it was to be tonight that the plan was to be sprung on the unsuspecting Erin. He urged the horse onward toward his quarry. Erin hummed as she walked along the darkened path, then she heard it the thundering of hooves, she glanced around and saw a horse and rider, her eyes widened in terror as the rider slid side ways his saddle and picked her up and slung her in front of him. Erin screamed in sheer fright, her captor just laughed in her ear. It was then that Erin became of how intimately she was pressed against her captors hard groin, and something long and hard was pressed into her ass, she held herself ridged “Your mine Erin, your father and mine have blessed this union, and you will obey me in all” the soft rich timbre of her captors voice washed over her. “No sir, please I do not know you” “You know me, my sweet Erin, I have felt your lustful gaze on my body many a time as you helped your mother with the chores of the house and as I rode my beautiful Saffy here” “My Lord Robert!!” “Yes my sweet Erin it is I” “But pray my Lord, how can you marry one as lowly as I?” “Because I can, and I will be the envy of the court. I shall dress these sweet breasts so provocatively that the women will hate you and the men will lust after you”. Erin struggled but to no avail, her bosoms heaved, she fought, she panted, and then she felt the wetness pervade her thighs from her wet centre as she felt her Lord’s manhood stroke up and down her crack as he rode this magnificent beast, it’s movements heightening the feelings and sensations coursing through Erin’s body. Robert sighed in relief as the small chapel that was housed in his fathers grounds came into view, Robert held Erin just under her breasts and he could feel them pressing against the top of his arm this fuelled his lust even more and he could not wait for the vows to be said so he could have his way with her. Erin sighed in relief when she saw that her father, mother and brothers were stood outside the chapel entrance, surely now this farce would end, her father walked towards them he held the masters horse and looked with sorrow at his only daughter, “I’m sorry Erin, the old Lord threatened us with eviction if we didn’t let this go ahead and your ma’s pregnant again or else we’d have gone”. As his words sunk in Erin understood. “Don’t worry Pa, I’ll be good” Soft laughter reached her ears from Lord Robert’s mouth, “Come my bride to be it’s time” he grabbed Erin down from the horse and slowly slid her down the front of him his cock reacted with a twitch as her softness slid over it, grabbing her hand he dragged her towards the chapel, his father and the vicar stood waiting at the alter. The Wedding night Erin and Robert were married he lifted her from the horses back and told the groom to look after his prized horse. He carried Erin through the doors of the imposing castle and onwards up the stairs to his bed chamber his body on fire for wanting her. He flung the door open, a place Erin had been sent many times to clean and look after, and the imposing four poster bed lay in the middle of the room. Robert flung her face down on the bed her breasts crushed beneath her, Erin scrambled to get up, but felt a huge hand in the middle of her back pinning her and holding her down. The other hand pushed her skirts up and over the top of her head, and then she heard her undergarments rip and the cool castle air caress her wet buttocks. Robert gazed at the soft white buttocks he had just exposed, they reminded him of the moon that hung so courteously for him earlier, he caressed them, feeling Erin shrink under his hand, he lifted his hand and swiftly brought is down over her buttocks in a stinging smack, he watched the flesh ripple and a blush appear on the flesh. Erin screamed in surprise. “You will not wear under ware unless you are with the curse, and you will call me Lord, Sir or Master, is that understood” “Yes” Robert lifted his hand, his penis ached for the release from the confines of his breeches, his hand again made contact with the soft flesh of her buttocks “Yes what my little whore” “Yes, Sir” “Good girl but for disobeying me another five strokes of my hand and you will thank me for each stroke is that understood” “Yes Sir” Erin braced herself for the onslaught of pain, Robert lifted his hand and brought it down, enjoying watching the flesh jiggle and wiggle as his hand embedded it’s self in her sweet buttocks. Erin squirmed and screamed but always thanked him. His fingers slipped into the wet core of her, her skirts flicked up over head and her under slip glistened white in the candle light, his fingers dipped into the wetness and gently stroked her anal opening “Liked that didn’t you my little whore” “Not particularly my Lords” Erin’s quiet voice sobbed back at him. But his cock demanded his release. He flicked her over and ripped the dress from her body, Erin struggled, and watched as her husband disposed of his clothes, “See what you do to me wench” Erin’s eyes widened in shock, his rampant manhood stood out at good 9” from his body and was thicker than most of her brothers whom she’d seen when they all swam together. “No sir please do not do this to me” “You are mine my Erin and do not forget it” He brought out a wooden phallus “this will help me take both your virgin holes tonight my love, now less of this prattle and more with consummating my marriage” Erin slipped from the bed and ran towards the door, but before she’d gone two paces strong hands gripped her and flung her backwards on the bed, he tied her legs to the posts spreading them wide, and to avoid hurting so much Erin slid her ass forward. Robert looked and watched her wet excited sex open for him, his rampant sex twitched and bobbed, and started to leak his fingers traced the soft petals of her wet sex, slipping in and out making the girl flex, he grabbed his manhood and rubbed it against her opening and pushed in, slowly he felt the tight passage slide against his cock, squeezing and pulsating against him, trying to push him out, he heard Erin’s soft moan as he reach that which, must be breached, slowly he pushed against it feeling it flex but hold, his temper flared and he pushed forth feeling it rip and the virginal blood that symbolised her virginity grease his cock further, Erin screamed and moaned, his hands had found the perfect ness of her breasts his hands squeezed and moulded the flesh, he tweaked the nipples and pulled up on them as if seeking the milk he knew to lie there. Erin’s eyes widened as she saw her husbands cock bob and twitch as though is had a mind of its own, she then felt her new husband enter her virgin passage, there was nothing she could do but endure this, he felt so big so enormous up her, stretching her and yet her lustful body wanted more, then came that awful tearing pain as he made her a woman, Erin felt the scream rip itself from her throat her breasts heaved in his hands. Slowly Robert pumped into her feeling the silken skin stretch to accommodate him, his lust soon over came him and soon he pounded in and out, in and out of the moist tunnel. He looked up at the painting above his bed the eyes flickered and he knew his father was watching his new bride and him. Erin's Beginning Ch. 02 The exhibitionist in him. Lord Robert pushed in against his new wife revelling in the tight wet tunnel he’d just invaded the juices making his way far easier; he picked up the wooden phallus and lodged it against Erin’s ass, Erin’s eyes widened. “No Sir please not that, not buggery sir” fear filling her voice, her legs still high up in the air, she couldn’t even lean forward to push him off her as the phallus was slowly worked around in circles on her anal opening. Slowly she felt her muscles start to relax at the woods smooth texture, and the pressure started to increase, it pushed her wider and wider. Erin screamed and wept, pleading with him to take it out. Robert kept up a steady pressure and pushed slowly inward, he could feel the resistance as she tried to push it out, serving instead only to push it deep into her ass. Behind the painting Lord Roberts father Lord Arthur watched his son and his new bride, he’d lusted after the girl himself and loved to watch her as she crossed the court yard and in to the woods, he now watched her naked body writhe and contort beneath his son, his son spotted him and yet he could not draw away from the scene before him. A good job he’d brought Mitchell in with him, he undid his trousers and offered the man of 21 his thick appendage, the man opened his mouth and sucked it in he felt the mans tongue move around his glands flicking it, Lord Albert sighed as he grew even harder in the mans mouth, his son was giving a good show, the mirror placed strategically so he could see all the couple did, he watched the wooden phallus slowly open up the girl rolling the lips of her ass inward, he push Mitchell’s head on to his pulsating cock, making the man bob up and down on his cock as he watched his son fuck both the girls holes. Erin had never felt such pain, surely no one could bear this, she felt so full surely he would rip her asunder, she tried to push the anal intruder out, but she heard Robert laugh and push the phallus in a little more, he lent over her moving his hips backwards and forwards so she could feel the two rubbing her, Erin moaned, at the pain which, was now turning to pleasure. She felt Robert lick her nipples and then blow on them, they stiffened “You have glorious breasts my dear they are so responsive” Robert moaned in her ear as he thrust in to her. Robert like to show off to his father, whom he knew had lusted after Erin, his wife, he felt the tight little cunt stretch and flex over him, his big cock loving every minute, he could feel the hardness of the wood in her ass pushing him upward and along in her, he’d bottomed out on her cervix many times when he felt it open and snap him inside, he drove it on into her most secret of places her womb. Erin felt the bone give and him enter, then she heard it, a muffled groan, someone else was watching them, she felt herself moisten even further as this thought. Robert pounded her like a man driven. Soon she felt a tingling sensation one she had never felt before start in her neither region she clamped on to him her muscles rippling she cry out not in pain but in the ecstasy she felt. Arthur felt the man’s fingers invade him and he let out a soft muffled groan sheesh the man is so accomplished. He felt the long fingers stroking his prostate soon his man hood was near bursting point, he patted Mitchell’s head to gain the man attention and whispered for him to fetch the a servant girl whom he’d had his eye on for sometime. The girl was a handsome wench in her own way but somewhat a flirt and was well known in the village. The man quietly got up a bulge in his breeches telling Arthur that the man had enjoyed himself immensely. The door opened and closed quietly and some minutes or was it seconds later re-opened emitting the buxom serving wench he had requested. He raised her skirt and pulled down her bloomers, opening her buttocks and pushing forwards all the time watching his son pound his new bride’s virginal passage. He slowly watched the scene in front of him unfold, he pounded the girls vaginal passage just as his son was doing all to soon he'd cum not even feeling himself do so as he was so wrapped up in the scene of his son and his new bride. He watched his seminal fliuds roll out of the girl as he diddled her clit. Robert felt his orgasm start at his toes and the proceeding up through his whole body. He felt himself start to cum in Erin’s tight passage swelling even more if that was possible, depositing his warm sticky fluid inside her. Robert stopped moving and taking all the pleasure to himself, revelling in his orgasm as he could feel every spasm and squirt rocket through his cock and into Erin’s cunt finally as he grunted and pushed the last of his sperm into her. He lay there for a while, revelling in the warm feeling of Erin's cunt. "Now you are truely my wife Erin, and no anulment can be made of our vows". Time at Court Lord Robert had to visit the court to pay his respects to his monarch, he looked forward to showing his new bride off and had been coaching her in the way to behave at court, what was ate with what cutlery etc. With a typical meal been 14 courses of food long was not unheard of and Erin was dreading it. Robert and Erin travelled to London where Robert called in the finest dress makers and had them reveal as much of Erin as was decently possible, her cleavage swelled above the dress and Robert could not take his eyes from her he dressed her perfection with emeralds and diamonds. The carriage arrived around the front of Lord Albert’s residence, and Robert handed his wife up into the carriage ready for the court they rode in the carriage Robert felt under his wife’s dress, she was wearing underwear, Robert was incensed “You disobey me my wife?” Erin looked up a blush crossing her pretty pale features. “Yes my Lord you see it is the King” Robert threw back his head and laughed, Robert knew the King as they had studied together. ”Take them off the King won’t mind in the least my dear Erin, or do you want another round with the phallus?” Robert had taken to training Erin with the wooden Phallus by leaving it in her and making her show it to a male servant or even to his father who would pat it and make Erin jump. “No sir I’ll take them off” Erin stood up in the closed carriage and slide them down, her buttocks in Roberts face. “Stay there” Robert licked and caressed each buttock and then slowly opened them, he slid his tongue over her anal passage flicking it and darting every now and then into it slightly. He heard Erin gasp, Robert felt himself swell, but forcing him to leave it until he had her later in his bed chamber, Robert pulled her skirts down and sat her beside him. “Good my Erin” Robert his wife’s neck, “Soon my wife you will be the toast of court, and I the man who will metre you out” The gates to the palace loomed up ahead with the black and gold iron work sparkling in the sun, the guards stood in their royal red uniforms, guns at the ready. Robert’s carriage stopped and he showed them his invitation, and on the carriage went into the portico frontage, Robert got out and took Erin’s shaking hands and walked her up the steps. The doors opened and imposing footmen, stood on either side. After a while the dinner was announced and Erin’s head swam with all that she had met. To her astonishment and that of most of the court Erin was seated on the King’s left her husband on the Queen’s right at opposite ends of the table. The first course was served and then a hand was placed on her leg, Erin jerked upright from her concentration of the cutlery, the King winked at her and lifted her skirt a little more and felt her thigh soon he had arrived at the damp curls between Erin's legs. Erin blushed. Erin's Beginning Ch. 03 The King felt the soft flesh of this beautiful creature, his thoughts turning to lush as he felt the dampness of her body. He felt privileged to be the first to introduce Erin to her fist taste of bondage and sadism, even now as they sat here in the splendour of his home, perpetration were now been made in his secret chamber. He felt himself tighten and bulge at the thoughts running through his mind, the thoughts of paddles, whips and crosses. He glanced down the long table to his own wife, it was a pity she no longer indulged herself so often in the lifestyle. Lord Robert watched his young wife captivate his old friend the King, he pride was tinged with jealousy as he watch her blossoming. He had also noticed sever men leering quite openly at her and no age range particularly immune to her sweet charms. Robert place his hand under the Queens dress and up to the place he knew he could play, just like the King was doing to his own wife, he slowly rotated his fingers stroking her clitoris massaging it knowing she could show no emotion during his assault. Erin's pussy clenched and unclenched as the King stroked her thigh. Her heart pounding with a mixture of fear and lust, her pussy dampened even more sending out more of its juices. 'Oh lord' she thought 'what is happening to me?' her eyes look around at all the notables that she had only ever read about, surely they would guess, laugh at her even jeer. Soon the meal was over and Erin felt that she had not let herself or her husband down. The signal was given and Erin with trepidation in her heart got up and followed the Queen and other lady guest out, leaving the men to their port and cigars, the Queen took Erin to her side. "Tell me a little of your self Erin?" Erin blushed her heart stopped, her voice sounding alien even to herself said "I am but a simple girl marm and not very interesting" the Queen smiled this girl had brains and knew how to used them Lord Robert was indeed a lucky man. The Queen smiled "I understand, my dear that you haven't been married for very long, is that correct?" "Yes marm that is correct, on the 29th of last month marm". The Queen nodded her gentle questioning had given her some clue that this marriage was a forced marriage and knowing Robert as she did, it had not surprised her in the least. She took the girls hand and addressed the other ladies "My dears, shall we take part in a small libation?" the servants despatched the required drinks and talk resumed. The Queen took Erin around introducing her once again to her dear friends and finally leaving her with a group of much trusted friends. The groups included Erin in conversations about politics, the latest news and so forth each protecting her in her own way. Erin relaxed in the company of these ladies until a lady of some advanced years penetrated the group. The Queen looked on worriedly for she had, dealing with the Marchioness of Abbercrombey before and not very pleasant ones at that. The Marchioness spoke in her sharp tones directly to Erin "Tell me Lady Crompton, where do you herald from?" Erin shrank back fear pounding her heart right out of her ribs, her mouth went dry. The Queen caught the eye of her dearest friend and nodded to her. "Tell me Marchioness how was your Grand Tour?" said a kindly voice from behind her. "Beastly absolutely beastly my poor Archie was ill the entire time" looking back at Erin "Well my dear?" "I am from simple stock my lady" "SIMPLE, you mean common don't you, how dare you invade our presents" the Queen dashed to Erin's side and in her crispest tone of voice snapped out "Oh do be quiet Dorathea, Erin answered your question, and it's not for you or I to judge, is that understood?" Soon after the doors were closed after the ladies the King collard Lord Robert "I say Robert, a fine piece you have there where did you find her from?" "She was on my father's estates your Majesty" "Ahh farming Girl?" "No far from it, her family had fallen on hard times and my father employed her father and mother to look after him" "Ahh you know if it gets out what the spiteful tabbies will do?" "Yes your highness, I believe I do" Robert, thought about his dear wife, his prediction had come true men would adore her and certain women hate her. The crowd of men closed in around him all wanting to know where he had found his oh so beautiful wife and where their others like her at home? Robert thought of the evening to come, his anticipation growing with each passing moment, he'd played with the Queen under the table as he had done many times before with his friend permission of course, bringing her to orgasm, and revelling in the fact that no emotion could be shown on her face and he push and twiddle her clitoris and then as he had her on the brink pushing his fingers deep inside her pussy. Soon the doors open emitting the ladies back in, Robert watched as his wife lead by the Queen re-entered. His penis felt tight in his britches as he watch. He felt the King his friend shift; glancing Robert smiled noting that his friend watched his wife also. The King watched his wife and the young woman knowing that Erin had been well taken care of. The viscous tabbies hadn't stood a chance against his wife whom had, to deal with them before. Erin's heart felt ready to burst, the glitter, the pomp the circumstance, the whispered words of friendship from the Queen the noise all served to give her flight to her feeling of panic, fear and in a certain way lust for the power it could all give her. Erin stopped at this thought, yes power, power to beguile men to make them do her bidding. Erin smiled and picked her dance card up out of her reticule as did the other ladies. She batted her eyelashes at her husband and smiled at an advancing young army officer, filling in his name on the card, soon a swarm of young and old alike surrounded her, Erin laughed her tinkling laughter reaching Robert's ears. Robert seethed with a emotion he'd never felt before and that was one of jealousy his wife was teasing him, flirting with the King and others of the ton, he was certain that she was paying him back for all he had done to her, 'well my dear' Robert thought 'the evening is young yet'. Her soft laugh reached his ears and he looked up sharply to see the King whisper something in her ear. Erin had never felt so powerful her dance card was full, her partners many and varied, she had even pinched the Austrian Ambassador for daring to kiss her cleavage, threatening make a scene if he continued. She even smiled at the group of older women, whom she was quite sure were gossiping about her. Robert cut in on the last dance, his anticipation for the rest of the evening almost over whelming him. He crushed his wife to him her breasts pressing against his chest, he slowly ground his groin into her heedless of who was watching, flirting shamelessly with her. The Kind and Queen, danced past smiling at the young couple. The Time All the but a few chosen guests had departed; a footman appeared at Robert's side asking him for Erin and him to follow him. Robert lent down to Erin and whispered in her ear that the King had a surprise for her. The footman lead them through corridors, Erin felt hot and cold with anticipation why would his majesty want her? What was the surprise? The footman halted in front of a door, knocking on it, a muffled voice bid them enter, the door swung open and their stood the king in black leather britches and shined black boots, his manly torso bare, to his left stood the Queen in her corset of the finest black lace, the cups pushing her breasts up and thigh high black riding boots also of shined black leather, pearls gleaming at her throat. Erin walked forward entranced at what she saw, she hear her husband chuckle. The King watched Erin's wide eyed curiosity he grinned "Welcome dear Erin, to the next step in your training" Erin's mind whirled what was this? Where was her surprise? Erin stuttered out "T..th..an.k you y..you..r ma..jesty" The king felt his desires rising, barking out the order "Strip for us Erin show me what lovely present awaits me" Erin felt the imp arise in her, slowly oh so slowly she started to unlace the dress turning so that the King could see what she was doing, she coyly looked over her shoulder at him, seeing his face impassive, her heart hammered, but on she went, her hand rose to her shoulder, sliding the silk from it, her hand stopping it before it fell over her breasts, she slowly turn teasing the assemble people, crossing her arms at her breasts then letting go completely, in her corset her breast gleaming a milky white in the candle light jiggled and wiggled as Erin moved, the power of it filled her with desire, slowly unlacing the corset she flung it defiantly on the floor her breasts swinging free. The King watched the performance his eyes following the silk as it dropped to the floor like a rippling puddle of cobalt blue. His eyes taking in the damp curls he had teased at dinner and her glistening wet buttocks. The Queen moved forwards, stroking Erin's bare breasts, Erin started never before had she felt a touch of a woman. The Queen smiled and moved around Erin and now stood behind her stroking her buttocks, Erin squirmed but stayed still, sensing that she must, she had never felt so brazen, so wanton, so lustful and then she felt the sting pain in her buttock, she squealed at the blows reigning down on her bottom from the Queen's hand. Robert watched his wife slowly strip for them his penis ached for release as he watched her slowly bare her creamy flesh, he fingers squeezed and played over it as it became unbearably hard and ridged he freed himself. He watched as the Queen caressed the sweet flesh of his wife's flesh, he almost regretted the bargain he had made with his old friend. He watched her bottom turn pink as the blows landed never in the same place but all over, he could tell his wife was struggling to keep still. The King watched his beautiful wife playing with Erin, his Anne his wonderful playmate was back, he watched her hands flying only stopping when they kit the delicious orbs of flesh been spanked. He watched both sets of breasts jiggle and bounce in the soft light. He reached down massaging his penis in the tight confines of his leather britches. Erin stood stock still shock coursing through her body. The Queen abruptly stopped and then slid her finger into Erin's pussy, finding her dripping with anticipation; the Queen stroked the soft folds of flesh, probing the moistness. Erin felt shamed yet elated at the turn of events; she sighed and moaned at the probing taking place in her body. The King stood his feeling nearly overwhelming him, "Erin" he barked at the girl standing before him "Do you wish to please me?" "Yes your Majesty" "It seems to me that you enjoyed your punishment" "Yes sir I did" "Then thank your Mistress Queen in the appropriate manor" "Thank you Mistress Queen I am most grateful for the courtesy you have shown me by spanking my bottom" "Good girl Erin, that is but one element, respect, now for your trust,; now it is time to please your Masters and Mistress" the king pressed a secret panel and a door sprung inward, showing Erin for the first time the chamber, Erin's felt her curiosity get the better of her, slowly she moved to the entrance Shackles hung from the wall, whips and paddles accompanying it, in pride of place in the middle of the room was a wooden cross in the shape of an x it looked so benign in its looks yet once holding a captive an instrument of infinite delight, Erin felt a hand in the middle of her back propelling her forwards, she knew now her destiny, her fear forgotten her only aim to please her husband and those he deemed fit for use of her. Her hands stroked the shackles and instruments in the room; she walked around, looking she turned to the others, "What do you wish of me my Master and Mistress?" "Come and get acquainted with the St Andrews cross my dear, while I explain to you certain rules" Erin's dainty form gracefully crossed the floor the King turned her back to the cool wood and raised her left arm to the shackle slowly caressing it once fastened he trailed his arm over her chest and down her arm, Erin felt powerless. The king watched Erin's emotions play across her face, "Your safe word Erin is to be phallus, repeat it" "Phallus sir" "good, spread your legs Erin" Erin did as she was bid, feeling the metal bind her to the wood. Robert watched with fascination, as Erin stepped into the cross of St Andrew, he lowered himself to the daybed, his thoughts and feelings warring within him, he then felt the soft wetness of a mouth up on his ridged member, he looked down to find his member slowly travelling into the Queens mouth, the vibration then as she started hum her fingers pulling his sac down scraping of the nails on his skin. He moaned, and delighted in the feeling it appeared that Erin wasn't the only one to enjoy the delights of the flesh tonight. The king walked over to the wall containing his instruments, he didn't want to put Erin off, so he chose a soft leather crop, he lifted it weighing it almost, yes he thought a fine introduction. He turned back to Erin, crop in hand, he stroked it up her open thighs caressing the tender flesh, he watched Erin's eyes follow the movement of the instrument. He flicked his wrist slapping the crop on her wet pussy. The feeling of triumph as he heard her gasp at the light pain he'd given her was almost too much for his self control, but control was the name of this particular game. Erin felt the soft leather caressing her inner thighs, anticipation gathered speed in her heaving bosoms, then the explosion of much needed pain rising through her body and finally connecting in her brain, yes she wanted this, yes she may even say she desire this. Erin felt her body respond, letting its juices flow down her legs Robert was about to explode watching his wife. The sounds of the crop connecting with wettened flesh making him jump forcing his penis down the Queen's throat her teeth grazing him. The Queen struggling to keep her sucking motion going. Robert watch his young wife tilt her head back, knowing she was enjoying it giving her power to the King and essentially to him. Her breasts lifting to him the creature was ethereal. Erin and the double Robert slipped from the Queen's mouth walking to behind his wife, he looked at her fleshy buttocks between the apex of the cross, he slipped his fingers in and around her buttocks, he looked at the king and nodded the King slapped Erin's pussy making her jump, while Robert pushed his fingers deep within her anal passage. Again the King swatted Erin's pussy but Robert overcome by lust exchanged his fingers for his penis in one fowl swoop he pushed into her Erin's passage closed around him, then he too felt a stinging pain in his buttocks, the Queen looking at her husband had taken a broad wooden paddle and was lightly swatting Robert, a task she had done for him many times before. Robert could barely discern his feelings at this moment in time, oh sweet time, oh the joy the happiness of this thrusting into Erin pulling back to meet the Queen's blows up on his bottom. The King dropped his leather britches and placed his penis up on the opening of the earthen real creature in front of him slowly pushing in to her wet moist tunnel pinching and pulling her breasts, he could feel her husband thrusting up on her as his wife spanked him. He watched his Queen wheeled the paddle with a deftness he himself had felt upon many occasion, and in this very room. He alternated his thrusts with that of her husband, pain and joy warring with in her. The King felt her pussy muscles clasp him squeezing him as her orgasm neared then the sudden explosion of her orgasm as it hit, the King had been well trained by his wife to resist the urge to cum waited within her feeling the muscles rippling over him. 'No 'he though 'the nectar of my loins is for you my dear wife' he smiled. Robert felt beyond control as he felt the Kings member rubbing his through Erin's walls, then the ultimate the feeling of having his penis rhythmically squeezed as Erin orgasm ripped through her body, her screams of delight and pain at having them both with in her thrilled his ears. He seed rose within him flooding out into her anal passage as his cock swelled and jerked out his passion for her, Erin moaned and yipped as her husband and King assaulted her neither regions, then as the two penis' began to fill her Erin could only concentrate on the feelings coursing within her, the feeling of been so filled so full brought her to the edge and over feelings that she had never felt before coursed all over her ending in an explosion of stars, the rippling of her orgasm like that of the stone in a pond sending shock waves and ripples throughout her entire system starting from her very toes and spreading like the wildfire of the heaths up her body. The King withdrew from Erin's wet chamber and walked to his wife"Mamm please may I release my seed within you", the love in his eyes showing. Her hand reached out to him and drew him towards her, never had he loved is wife so much as he did at this moment in time, taking her hand they withdrew to his bed chamber leaving the young couple to absorb each other. Smiling she took her husband penis in her hand and started to smack it. The King moaning, the Queen laughed smacking it again "Please Mistress I beg you to let me cum in you" "Yes my love, Yes" she whispered in his ear allowing him to penetrate her squeezing him, his joy forever hers, his seed releasing in her as her orgasm joined his. Robert and Erin recovered feelings of completeness joining them together Robert nibbled and kissed her neck, "My lovely Erin thank you, thank you" Erin basked in the completeness of her feeling power, servitude and love, strange as it may seem to all. Robert unlocked the restraints binding Erin to the St Andrews cross caressing her sore pussy gently as he took her to bed. Erin looked at this man she'd been forced to marry, "No my Lord, husband, thank you for showing me who I could be" together they saw the fabric of their lives stretching forever before them.