Castle Keep 2

He laughed as the tears streaked down her reddened cheeks, and they readily flowed. Her head lowered in embarrassment as she was forced to face the dark desires that filled her heart. His hands released her sore nipples and drifted lower, over her smooth flat stomach and between her legs. His head nuzzled her neck, mouth lightly kissing the skin. Her eyes closed as fingertips sifted through the silky black curls of pubic hair.

The fingers dipped lower, and contacted her fragile folds. She gasped and tensed, unable to stop his advances. The tip of one finger pushed its way between the lips and entered the narrow canyon of flesh. It was very warm and wet with her flowing essence.

"Is it all you had imagined?" he repeated the question, eager to hear her answer.

She could not hide the fact that the treatment had aroused her flesh, for the evidence was smeared upon the tip of his probing finger. When it rubbed against the swollen nub of her virtue her body tensed and she moaned loudly as intense pleasure reverberated throughout her entire body.

"It is different than I thought," she finally whispered in a weak voice. "The pain is greater and more exciting."

"Then by all means, I shall not deny you any longer," William responded.

He retreated from her helpless form, reclaimed the leather strap from the floor, and returned to his previous position. The leather whooshed through the stale air and struck home again with a satisfying crack. The momentary lapse had softened her determination, and the sharp jolt of pain triggered a loud, agonizing cry that accompanied the tears that still flowed.

Droplets of perspiration appeared on her glistening skin, fattened, and rolled down her flesh. It accumulated and dripped from the fingers of her hands, from her brow, and chin. Her essence continued to moisten her pink folds in anticipation, for as the pain was miserable it also generated a fire in her loins that fueled a bizarre but overwhelming excitement. She twitched and shuddered helplessly, her beautiful form dimly illuminated by the dancing firelight of the nearby torch.

The strap struck again and again, thirteen times in all. One for each of the thirteen sons that William would sire before he could reclaim his seat by Satan's side. By the ninth Juliette's spirit was broken, and as she endured the pain her screams of agony echoed in the hollow chamber like so many before her. For him it was the sweetest sound of all, and it caused his penis to swell and harden for the upcoming task.

When finished, he stood before her and adored her glorious body. His hands reached up and pulled the iron pin from the left shackle, which fell open. Her body dangled from the other, for she was exhausted from the punishment. When he removed the pin from the right shackle she lowered to her knees before him.

Her eyes stared at the large bulge in his clothing. When his hands pulled the cloth away and revealed his semen-laden sacs and large penis, she gasped aloud. 

"Will your mouth please me as much as your sister's?" he asked in rhetoric as his hands grasped her head and gently guided it forward.

She saw the large round tip as it approached. Her eyes closed as her lips parted, and she felt the throbbing head and shaft against her tongue as it entered and filled her mouth. Juliette had heard of impure women pleasing men in such a way, but it was regarded as filthy and indignant. A noble woman would not dare attempt such a despicable act. 

As these thoughts echoed through Juliette's mind her body surged with excitement-induced adrenaline as the fire in her loins grew hotter. She ached for stimulation as she groaned aloud. Her lips wrapped tightly around the shaft of the formidable penis, licking and sucking as best she could. The skill she lacked was compensated for by enthusiasm, for she discovered the ghastly act strangely arousing for her.

He moved inside her mouth, back and forth, side to side, pressing the round tip against her tongue, her cheeks, and so far back that it bumped her throat. It leaked with warm seed, and when it mingled with saliva she tasted the salty substance. She swallowed much of it, and the remainder dripped from the corners of her mouth and down her chin.

As his penis continued moving around her mouth he guided Juliette onto the floor on her back as he moved with her. His knees straddled her face as his body lowered. His hands grasped the soft, smooth thighs and pulled them apart. His evil eyes peered at the glorious beauty of the glistening pink flesh that would soon feel his penis buried deeply inside.

He sniffed at the air and a smile appeared, for he adored the scent of an aroused woman. The penis that moved in her mouth swelled larger still, and she nosily licked and sucked on the pulsating appendage. His fingers pulled the outer folds apart and revealed the narrow canyon within. When his extended tongue lightly licked on her womanhood her body twitched and shuddered in shameless pleasure. Her flavor was full and strong, as if the spirit that he'd broken now leaked from the orifice that would soon delight him.

Juliette was different from her sister. Their beauty was the same, but inside they entertained few similarities. Juliette was by far the fairer prize, for she took pleasure in the pain of torture and never pleaded as Francesca had done. And now, with his penis moving in and around her wonderfully warm mouth, she enjoyed what she always thought to be a despicable act. Her lips and tongue pleased him greatly, and even his leaking essence was savored and most willingly swallowed.

He was more aroused by her than any other before, and in recognition and appreciation for the pleasure she gave him his warm mouth fully feasted on her succulent, glistening virtue. He had considerable skill in such matters and brought it all to bear; to please the one that so pleased him. It was as close to love as a loveless beast could come, as close to love as a cold, evil heart could feel.

Juliette's head moved up and down as her mouth eagerly devoured his erect penis. His hips moved up and down as well, and she timed her movements to match his. The round tip bumped at the back of her throat and continued to leak with seed, and for reasons she could not fathom she swallowed the droplets of potent fluid. Her arms remained at her side, for they were stiff and sore from her body having been hanging from the shackles. 

When he had placed her in this unusual position she wondered as to why. When his fingers started touching the sensitive folds of flesh between her quivering thighs she had her answer, and welcomed the growing sensations of delight that his gentle touching elicited. But she was unprepared for his mouth. 

His warm lips were first to touch her, followed by the hot tongue. William's tongue pushed to the bottom of the canyon and moved up and down, as his penis did in her mouth. Juliette was startled by the waves of intense pleasure that washed over her. She writhed and twitched in spasms of ecstasy, experiencing pleasure that she never knew existed. Her essence flowed more heavily now, inspired by the promise of more as her excitement struggled towards its peak

Her mouth sucked on his moving penis harder and faster, feeling as the tip of him passed into her throat. More seed leaked, and she enthusiastically swallowed it all as her body was amazed by the powerful sensations his skilled mouth generated. 

His evil skills required little effort to fulfill a human when fully applied, and within a matter of moments the pain of her ordeal was momentarily relieved as a magnificent orgasm erupted within her wildly writhing body. Her mouth momentarily hesitated as she tensed, and then excitedly jerked and shuddered in wondrous release. Her muffled moaning and groaning echoed in the chamber as she savored the one brief highlight of the night. For several seconds she forgot about the pain and misery as tingling warmth radiated from her virtue and released a surge of essence. 

The orgasm re-energized Juliette's form. Her mouth sucked and licked on him more wildly than before. Her attempts to please him were not overlooked, and when it seemed she could provide no more William took pity and released his seed. He grunted in genuine pleasure and relief as his round head ejaculated his thick, milky semen. It filled her mouth and she swallowed as quickly as she could while still maintaining the same level of stimulation. He ejaculated three times more, each filling her mouth that she quickly drained.

After he finished her mouth retreated. She held the tip between two fingers as her tongue licked up and down the shaft on all sides, capturing the remaining seed that dripped from the head. She sucked on the very tip for several seconds, draining the last remnants from him. When she was done she turned and faced him, lying down upon his chest.

"Make it rise again and I shall take you inside of me willingly," she whispered in a breathless voice, already realizing the hopelessness of her situation and of her ultimate fate.

"You would give yourself to me?" he questioned suspiciously.

She nodded affirmatively. "My flesh aches for you so you'll need no torturous tool to have it."

He pushed her up and reached his hands beneath her, grasping and fondling the soft breasts. As she groaned in pleasure the nipples hardened, and these he took between thumb and finger. He pinched and twisted the pink nubs as he watched her lovely face as it contorted in pain. Her moaning was replaced by soft cries, and these caused his spent penis to stir. 

Juliette's mouth lowered and pressed to his. They kissed and his tongue snaked deeply into her mouth. She grunted and twitched in delight and discomfort as his tongue moved about, fully exploring the sweetness of it. The blood returned to his member, and it eagerly stiffened as William was returned to an aroused state by Juliette's efforts.

He gently pushed her off him. As he kneeled on the dirty stone floor he moved her into a kneeling position before him. A hand tightly grasped her neck and bent her down until the side of a face was pressed upon the floor. Her breath unsettled the dust on the floor in front of her mouth and it collected into a small cloud and resettled elsewhere. Her legs were bent at the knees, thighs spread wide apart and her innocence available for the taking.

The tip of him pressed against the outer folds and found a path between them. As his round head moved and pushed into the tight canyon her flowing wetness bathed him with its slippery warmth. Juliette softly gasped and shuddered when she felt the round head as it pressed upon the doorway of her virtue, pulsating against her flesh as it briefly hesitated. 

"I will come for my son when he is of age," he cautioned her as was his custom. "You will remember little of this, but your heart will know when that time has arrived and will prepare yourself for the loss. Just as your sister will, and the mothers before her."

The evil laugh that followed chilled her blood, and before she could escape his strong hold his hips thrust forward and the large round tip pushed inside. Her flesh resisted but the tight walls, smeared with essence, yielded to William. There was a brief jolt of sharp pain as he tore through the membrane that signified purity, and with its loss Juliette's heart grew heavy with sadness. His hips drew back and thrust forward again, and the penis penetrated deeper still. 

Juliette groaned aloud as he moved back and forth inside of her spoiled virtue. The tight canal slowly allowed him greater access, unable to stop his advance. Each forceful push found continued success, until at last her tired, sore, aching body took in all he had to offer. Her innocence was fully impaled upon his driving sword. The tip and shaft showed bloody traces of the conflict, and was all that remained of her shattered innocence.

High above the castle that ruled the small patch of surrounding land a full moon hung in the sky, shining brightly. William did not have to see it to know that it was unbroken by clouds, for he sensed its evil portent. Upon this night she would conceive, as was pre-ordained. 

She leaned face-down on the floor, pinned into place as he leaned over her. His thrusting hips moved the penis inside of her juicy, tight canal. The velvet-smooth walls clutched around and pulsated against the head and shaft of his appendage. 

Her breathless, misery-laced moaning and his sporadic, beastly grunting filled the silent chamber with the noises of their union. 

Finally his thrusting penis triggered a most wondrous climax in her when the excitement peaked. Her nude form wildly jerked and writhed upon the dirty stone floor in amazing pleasure. For a brief time she was in sheer ecstasy and thought nothing of its source. Juliette savored the intense tingling delight, and shuddered in shameless release as essence again soaked her center.

Juliette took to heart his promise that she would remember none of the events of this night, but knew that she must cling to its memory if the evil was to be vanquished. 

As her voice moaned in pleasure her eyes glanced around, desperate to find some way of retaining evidence of her visit to the wicked chamber. All she could see was an iron shackle pin. As he moved deeply inside of her canal her right hand reached out and her fingers tightly grasped the pin, the only link to the truth.

When William neared his own climax, he transformed from human form into the beast from hell he was. The hand that held her head pinned to the floor turned into a padded paw with long, sharp claws. The penis that moved in her remained unchanged, but Juliette felt as fur replaced his skin. 

With an ear-splitting howl that chilled her blood, the moving penis ejaculated in several waves of milky seed. It thrust deeply into her several more times and drained the sacs of all they contained. 

Juliette felt a dizziness for which she could not account. It grew in intensity, and when the beast dismounted she was suddenly overcome and lost consciousness.

* * * * *

The bright morning sun filled her private chamber when she stirred from her slumber. Her body was sore and aching, and when she rolled beneath the covers from her stomach to her back a stinging pain announced the punishment her buttocks had endured.

She could not recall going to bed. There was nothing but a black hole when she tried to remember the previous night. When Juliette realized her right hand clutched something, she uncurled her stiff fingers and peered down at what she held.

Her shrill scream could be heard throughout the castle.