Lordship Rights

Tamina couldn't take her eyes off of Rhys' huge, hard cock as it throbbed in front of her. Just inches from her mouth.

At first she couldn't understand what he had meant by saying 'suck it'...then, after a second or so, Tamina got it.

Her eyes went wide and shot up at Rhys' own gaze. She wanted to back up, to run but there was no way she could do that. Not without bringing some sort of shame to her family.

While she had been working on the sweet biscuits, her mind had been working overtime. She had to do this. She had to please Rhys or else her family would suffer.

So, as she licked her lips, Tamina took a deep breath. She had to do this. She had to be brave. Leaning forward, she quickly, yet gently took his cock into her mouth, first, the tip only, running her tongue over it then a little more at a time.

She hoped Rhys would let her go at her own pace on this. She did, after all, have much to learn.
 
Tamina risked not only shame. If she runned away, she would be considered a criminal, having brought harm to her lord's estates - in wich she herself was included.

Lord Rhys could be cruel. He would have her family killed. Maybe hanged. Her entire neighbourhood could be put to flames if he was specially angered. The entire village would suffer for her.

The woman's lips were lovely. Hot, warm... even though she wasn't specially eager, Tamina was admirably facing Rhys' girth. He smiled as she leant forward to suck his tip, seeing her conformity in her shining eyes.

"Good. But you've got to be more energic, woman. Suck down on it. Take it into your mouth wholly."
 
As if on spite, Tamina did as she was told. Although Rhys' was completely hard, she still had trouble getting his cock all the way into her mouth and down her throat. Her eyes teared up from lack of air and as she tried to pull back, his hand held her head in place.

Just when Tamina thought she was going to pass out from not being able to breathe, Rhys' loosened his hand and she pulled back, sputtering and coughing...she knew what he wanted and she was going to give it to him. Perhaps if she did good, he would relenquish and let her and her family go?

This time, Tamina took his cock firmly in her small hands, giving it a hard squeeze, she truly had no idea what to really do but with Rhys' encouragement, she had a feeling she was doing something right...
 
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Ah, the feeling! As he had held Tamina's velvety mouth at his groin, trying to impale her hear into his erection, Rhys' noticed how the woman had struggled not to suffocate on his member - and yet still, tried to please him.

As he allowed her to take him out of her throat, Rhys couldn't help it but let a soft moan out. She was taking good care of his sensitive parts, taking a firmer grip on his phallus as she tried to satisfy his urges.

"Hah, tell me, Tamina... how eager are you to serve you Lord?"

He told her while she stroked him, his large hands caressing her head. Rhys didn't awaited for her reply, bringuing her gasping, open mouth another time into his member.

And deep he delved, hilting himself at her wet throat, strongly holding her into his prick. He knew that she would gag. He knew that she might vomit after this brutal invasion - but it was all worth it.
 
Tamina's reply was cut off when Rhys' shoved his cock back into her mouth and down her throat. Her eyes were tearing up something fierce as she tried to struggle not resist him. Tamina didn't want to make him angry... the talks and rumors about his anger was something she did not want to witness first hand.

She didn't think she could keep this up, his cock was so huge and the fact that he was shoving it all the way down her throat, she did want to gag so badly but didn't...

With her hands on his hips, she held on, not realizing her fingers were digging in to his skin, her nails almost puncturing his skin. Soon, she hadn't realized it yet, but she was assisting him in moving his hips so that she was fucking his cock with her mouth... She heard the groans of pleasure from him and that seemed to encourage her more, sucking, teasing and tasting...
 
Rhys could feel Tamina's nails as she gripped his hips, half trying to ease his motions, half trying to better suck him. It delighted the Lord that the peasant was actually trying to please him, instead of just cowering in fear as he had his way with her.

He smiled down at the woman's tearful face, staring her motions as he throat-fucked her beautiful face. It was almost enough. Almost.

Rhys started to slow down his penetrations, his balls slapping at Tamina's chin. Halting almost to a stop, where he hilted himself one last time, his glands coming to rest at Tamina's throat.

"I...I'm..."

Your Grace could never finish his phrase before exploding deep into Tamina's throat, sending jolts of his hot, sticky seed directly down at her bowels. He stood there, holding the woman's face down at his member, her nostrils resting at his pubian hairs. He sprayed his seed into her mouth as he withdrew, letting her milk him as that she wanted to.

"S-Swallow it all, dear."
 
Rhys' suddenly explosion of cum deep in her throat caught Tamina by surprise! She had no choice but swallow with his encouragement. Her eyes were closed as she fought to stay focused. With his manhood shoved deep down her throat, Tamina couldn't breathe...

She didn't think he would stop cumming and when he finally did, he released her head and she fell back and onto the floor. She must have looked a mess while on the floor but she had not the strength to get back up and could only await to see what Rhys had in store next. Perhaps he would leave her be....
 
"G-Good, Tamina...", he groaned as he took his limp member, feeling it already growing as he handled himself.

Rhys pulled Tamina up, and hugged her tightly. His bad breath was almost unbearable, but the poor, frail woman could do nothing to prevent her Lord from doing with her as he pleased.

"Thank you. But we are not done."

The noble took Tamina towards the pile of flour sacks, laying her down over it, her belly up. He slowly, but surely, started to raise the peasant's manyfolded skirts.

"Be ready, girl, for this shall hurt. A lot."
 
With her breathing still out of sorts and as she tried to get it back, Tamina was roughly thrown over the stack of flour bags from her husband's mill. It was sort of ironic really...she was here because of him and now his Lord was going to take her on the bags he made...

She wanted to fight, wanted to protest but it was impossible. Who was going to help her if she called out? No one. Rhys' people were either extremely loyal or extremely afraid of him...she guessed the latter...

Tamina's head rose up a bit when she felt him picking up her skirts until she was exposed... she could feel the cool air brush her skin and when she tried to move, it wasn't happening.

"Please milord, do not hurt me so..." she pleaded.
 
"You was so loving... I'll be the most gentle I can, woman."

Lord Rhys started to adjust his already hard phallus as he held up Tamina's legs, spreading them wide around him. Slowly, he adjusted his glans, to have them touching Tamina's asshole.

He stood there, lowering himself over her fragile frame to kiss the peasant's forehead.

"You'll love it. But it will hurt like hell the first time. Scream. Do not hold out. It will ease your feelings."

With that phrase, Rhys started to go in, spreading her virgin hole slowly, only leading his tip inside.
 
And scream she did!

The feel of his cock invading her ass was so damn painful, Tamina screamed until her throat hurt worst than her asshole... She felt like she was being split in two as his cock inched deeper and deeper inside of her...

How could he say this would feel good later on?

Tears from the pain were streaming down Tamina's face, her hands gripped at the sacks of flour beneath her...this was all a dream..no, a nightmare!
 
Rhys could feel her pain in his own member, her tight hole resisting his penetration with a fierce stubborness. But by God, it was a delight. Even though as he could feel his erection spreading Tamina's flesh around his phallus, he stared down to it - so he could see it's flesh slowly dissapearing under her depths.

He revelled in her pain, her screams a delight to his ears. He thanked himself to be wise enough to bring Tamina to the lower deposits. Even as she cryed as if she was giving birth, the thick stone walls meant that little of her furious complain would go further than the kitchens.

Rhys caught Tamina's trembling legs and spread them about, allowing him full access to ease his entrance into her most delightful hole. And he hilted himself, going as far as he could into her backside, seeing her face soak with tears with a smile in his lips.

Once hilted, he started to hammer her.
 
With the pain beyond imagination, Tamina stopped screaming. It wouldn't do any good. No matter what, the pain would still be there... or would it?

Slowly, the pain was soon replaced by pleasure. A feeling she hadn't thought possible during such a deed. Her nails dug in to the bags of flour, her eyes still shut hard and her face wet with tears. Once or twice Tamina could've sworn she passed out only to be yanked back awake with pain!!

"Please-milord--you are hurt--ing...me!!" She managed to tell him in between thrusts.
 
Rhys only smiled back at Tamina's complains, caring the least for he own disconfort. She was being so good... sending so much pleasure down his spine as his member kept spreading her inner walls aside violently.

"It... won't... b-be long now..."

He promised. He knew that after having done her mouth, Rhys would not manage to take hold of his seed once more. Still, he was loving to see her faint, her tearful face and swollen eyes staring at both his face, and down at his groin. He started to hilt into Tamina's ass with a slower pace, every intrusion smashing at her backside like a ram.
 
His cock felt to hard as he shoved it into her ass that Tamina's eyes rolled back to her head as she tried to ignore the pain he was causing...

Only hearing his groans and his deep intakes of breaths, she gripped at the bags under her, she willed her mind to try to ignore what was going on but of course, she couldn't.

But something changed...something she couldn't explain... almost as soon as it started, the pain subsided and it was slowly replaced by pleasure! She could feel her pussy tighten as his balls slapped against her.

She was feeling pleasure from this? It was impossible..it couldn't happen, it--before she could think anymore, her body shuddered from an incredibly intense orgasm course through her body!!! She screamed, this time not from pain from the feeling of pleasure from what was happening!!!
 
Once more did Lord Rhys shove himself entirely into Tamina's backside, this time remaining into her in order to gring his shaft against her hole, his girth spreading her aside from him completely, her hole's structure bending to accomodate his size as well as clenching him inside her completely. It was with a sneer and rough laughter that Rhys had met Tamina's own cries of pleasure, satisfied to have her enjoying their encounter as well.

"Liking... it... already?"

Withdrawing slowly, Rhys hilted himself once more, his hips buckling hard at Tamina's spread-out ass, revelling at seeing his member dissapear into her bowels with no small glee.
 
Tamina was absolutely exhausted, her cries simmered down as her orgasm subsided, "Milord..." she started but was quickly cut off when he slammed into her again!

For some reason that triggered a smaller, yet hard orgasm, making her scream and pushing against Rhys.
 
Finally, in a long, shouted groan, Tamina could feel the warm of Rhys' seed pouring wildly into her bowels. He held her spread out legs wide, pulling them aside almost harshly to the point of hurting the peasant, as he jolted time and again his load deep into her ravished, spread out ass.

He laid there, over Tamina, too tired to do anything else but to leave his hard member into her ass, milked dry by her bowel moves, and to kiss softly at her chest.
 
Tamina's body was hot and sweaty and it didn't help that Rhys was literally laying on top of her.

She tried to push off of her but it was no use, she was too tired.

"Milord, please move.." she told him in a trembling voice, "My husband is expecting me home soon."
 
Rhys smiled at Tamina's remark, kissing her ever more fiercely. Finally, he stood up, and started to get his clothes back on, adjusting himself as if nothing had ever happened on the small deposit. However, he turned to the peasant.

"No."

"This night, woman, you spend with me. You shall warm my bed."
 
"What?! No Milord, I just can't! My husband shall be worried!" Tamina cried as she too started to dress, trying to make herself more decent. But she knew that she would be getting stares from those in the manor.

"Please Lord Rhys!" She threw herself at his feet, "My husband shall be worried..." of course that was a lie, Tamina knew her husband didn't care as long as he got payment. She had to hold on to some hope.
 
"A bag full of coins tells me that he shall not miss you.", Rhys lowered his eyes, mockingly in a sneer, "He shall be probably more worried with how much ale he can drink, or how expensive do the wenches at the tavern will be once he can't drink anymore."

That was cruel and evil for him to say. Caressing at Tamina's long hair, he spoke more feverishly with her.

"You should find yourself more than lucky, woman. I have a special duty for you to delve into, and I know that you shall appreciate it. Now raise, and come.", he extended his hand for her to rise.
 
The Lord was correct, her husband would want nothing more than a whore from the tavern to warm his bed. Tamina hadn't wanted to believe it...

With a shaky hand, she took Rhys' offered hand and got up from the floor. Perhaps if she would just accept it, it all wouldn't be so bad. They had arrived at the suite, which was decorated beyond anything Tamina would've ever imagined.

She was moving slowly, sore from the activities as of late...
 
The room was not as wide as it should be. After all, Lord Rhys was only a member of a minor nobility, his quarters were a room of stoney rock at the side of the castle's keep, a window at the far wall, blocked this time of the day, as night feel down. There was a large canopy bed, and a large fireplace by the next wall, the room warm from it's flaming ambers, tended by a young serf. There was also a wardrobe, a throne before the fireplace, and many tapestries above the walls, a bear's pelt covering the floor.

"Welcome into my personal quarters.", he told her after slapping the boy's head amd pulling him outside by the ear. "Here, you shall sleep with me... evey day."
 
"Yes Milord." Tamina whispered as she took in her surroundings. She felt Rhys start to help her undress and Tamina let it happen. There was no use to fight it anymore. She was stuck here.

Before she knew it, all of her clothes had been removed and a slight chill passed though her. She dared not look into Rhys' eyes, instead kept her gaze downward. "What now, Milord?"
 
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