Lordship Rights

[LordLuck]

(closed for HornyPussycat21)

Lord Morholt was furious.

It had been three weeks since his wife had let him lay with her. Three weeks. Lady Helaine was as attractive as he could hope her to be, and he considered himself lucky that his father, the late Lord Morholt, had made the pact for him. She was smart, but also moody.

She was diseased. The monks whispered of the plague. Morholt, fearing to be infected himself, decided that not laying with her would be for the best. But still, he had his own urges. His own twisted urges.

Morholt was tall, his trimmed beard adding to his stern features, his broad shoulders speaking of a more than capable warrior - his visage emouldured by his long, well-brushed hair. A bear of a man, if anything, Morholt was also know for searching for the caresses of many women between the peasantry that inhabited the village that grew against his Castle's walls. And none dared to spoke of it.

Today, Morholt was with a one of those deep urges pressing against his lower belly. He would be needing to feel the soft hands of a woman soon enough, otherwise - he thought - he would grow mad. Althought that was wrong - and Morholt knew that the fat priest would surely buzz at his ear for delving into such depraved sin, he cared not. A woman he would have today.

 

[HornyPussycat21]

Fawn Lockheart walked threoughLord Morholt slowly, cleaning up. She walked into the living room and stood up on the tips of her heels as she dusted the bookcase.

Today Fawn was unusally quiet today. Yesterday she had come home early to see her children, Belle and Henry and her husband Ben. As she walked up to the house she waved at her kids who were playing outside. She walked into the house only to be greeted by the sound of moans and grunts. She walked up stairs slowly, to her room and pushed the door open. She wasn't that shocked when she saw Ben fucking some red head in the bed.

Furiouse Fawn packed up a few of her things and left with the kids. She went to a friends house and stayed the night.

The next morning she got up really and put her long dark brown hair up into a tight pony tail. She pulled on a long dark red dress that went down to her ankles and showed off her 36C breasts. It hugged her body in a way that showed off her curvy body beautifully. She finished up by putting on a pair of black 4 inch heels then headed off to work.

Now her she was, like every other day cleaning up Lord Morholts house thinking about what she was going to do about her marriage.

 

[LordLuck]

It was a large room - although it wasn't as large as the Castle's Great Hall, this smaller, cozier living room stood tall. There were a lot of tapestries covering the walls, depicting hunting and battle scenes into their fine and gold-embroided fabric - expensive works of art; but meant for the home of a Noble such as himself.

Lord Morholt had been sitting over a throne-like, tall armchair; standing over a thick rug. A globet of wine into his hand, he watched the fire growing at the room's large fireplace - seemingly ignoring all. It would not be unusual for his servants to see him so thoughtful, as his wife's disease grew worse by the minute. That pained him, yes, but he knew that life would have to move on. Poor, beloved Lady Helaine.

However... Fawn's moves finally took him from his thoughts back towards the more... earthly ideas. Quietly, he started to bluntly stare at the peasant woman, his deep grey eyes devouring her lithe physique as his eyes laid against the rump of her behind.

Slowly, he laid his globet down to the floor, and raised to his feet. Fawn was still a very beautiful woman, her feminine form so gorgeous that any man would wish to touch her... and Morholt did. He stared ast her behind, trying to get her to acknowledge how shamelessly he analized her body... and curious to her reaction. After all, she was a mere commoner, the wife of a peasant if anything.

 

[HornyPussycat21]

As Fawn dusted she heard the sound of Lord Morholt chair moving as he raised to his feet. It was easy to ignore and she just kept dusting. She listened to the sound of his foot steps as they came up behind her then stopped.

She waited a moment before she turned away and looked at him. "I'm sorry Lord Molhort, am I bothing you by being in here?" She asked him softly as shetook in the way she was looking at her.

 

[LordLuck]

"Not at all, woman...", he said as he tried the hardest to remember her name. This one... used to serve and help serving the tables during their feasts and celebrations. However... he could not remember her name. Although Lord Morholt liked to acknowledge all of his serfs, he could not remember Fawn's name for his own life.

"However... I will demand a favour of you.", he said as he slowly walked towards the man door, slowly shutting it. Nobody would be foolish enough to disturb him while most thought he was alone, grieving the plague that affected his wife. "Come..."

He said as he went back to his large chair, and sat upon it with his legs opened. She could noticed the faint outline of a growing bulge betwen them, as the fabric of his fine pants grew taller.

"...Serve me more wine."

 

[HornyPussycat21]

Fawn put down her duster and watched as her Lord went ad shut the main door. "What is he doing?" She thought. He only closed the door when he really needed to think. "Come," He said and she watched as he walked over to his chair again and sat down.

Fawn looked around for a moment as she watched him spread his legs, the faint outline of his cock could be seen. She blushed a tiny bit and walked over to him. "Serve me more wine." He order and she grabbed the bottle of wine. She poured Lord Molhort another glass of wine and handed to him. "Here you go my Lord." She said softly as she tried hard not to look at his cock.

 

[LordLuck]

Thirstly did Lord Morholt gulped down the wine, his eyes never leaving Fawn's ample cleavage as he took his time to dream about how soft that bust should feel against him. He quickly emptied his globet, and laid it against the floor once again, turning with a glittering interest against the deep of his eye towards the woman that stood at attention before him.

"What is your name, woman? Has life treated you well?"

He asked quite uninterestedly - or so it sounded to her. His voice was somewhat heavy - due to both his drinking and, of course, his sorrow for his beloved wife. Ah, poor Lady Helaine. He had to forget about her pain... by any means necessary. Despise his growing bulge at his groin, he spread out his legs even more.

"Come, woman... sit here.", he patted his lap, a smile on his lips. "Sit and tell me of your life. Entertain me."

 

[HornyPussycat21]

She looked down at his lap and blushed. "Umm yes Lord Malholt." She said before she sat down on his lap slowly. She moved around until she was sitting comfertable. Shelooked over at her Lord. "My name is Fawn sir. I've been working here for 5 years." She said.

She looked down at her lap. "I'm sorry to tell you but my life hasn't been very good. You see me and my husband had two kids 7 years ago and I love them both dearly. My husband though," She stopped and shook her head. "Yesterday I caught him in bed with another women for the third time. There only so much pain my heart came bare." She said as tears filled her eyes.

 

[LordLuck]

Feeling the weight of her against his lap was simply breathtaking, as the Lord could sense the smoothness of her behind against his hardness. She would surely feel of his arousal, but for the time being Morholt decided to play along. Hearing her almost sobbing words with sincere consideration, he took his left hand to caress at her long mane, slowly unmaking her pony tail as she spoke to him.

"My dear Fawn... life has treated you so poorly...", he started as he could feel that her movements to adjust herself above him were grinding her against his hardening membert. "...It must have been terrible, my dove."

His words sounded both gentle and kind as the best of his caresses. Taking his right hand to lay over her lap, it's palm slowly started to rub itself against her leg, over her dresses, still a caress.

"We have been both mistreated by fate..."

 

[HornyPussycat21]

Fawn looked up at Lord Molholt and wipped her eyes as he ran his fingers though her now loose hair. "Oh my Lord I'm so sorry. How rude of me not to remember your wifes illness." She said softly. "I shouldn't have talked about myself like that when you have your own problems."

She moved a bit on his lap as he placed his hand on her lap. "Umm how is she? Any better?" She asked hopefully as she felt something pressed under her.

 

[LordLuck]

His hand, caressing at her lap started to work out with some more eagerness, it's rubbing becoming more fierce as he started to tail upwards towards her tummy. At the same time, his other hand washed through her incredibly silken hair with ease - almost not believeing how a mere peasant could have such a soft, well-cared hair.

"The medics forbid me from entering her quarters - by her own order. She only wishes the best for me."

He said as he finally took his hand to caress against her tummty - and at the same time forced her down against his lap, his hardness poking insistently against her behind. He approached his head against her bust, sniffing at her womanly scent as he took his time to have her.

"But I am all ears to your words, Fawn... and I need your attention... to... appease me." He said as he touched against her breasts - shamelessly weighting them as he grabbed lustfully at her bust.

 

[HornyPussycat21]

Fawn looked down at his hand confused as he started to rub her tummy. The suddenly he pushed her down more making his cock poke at her backside. He moved his head to her breasts and sniffed, as if to get her scent. He moved away after a moment and cupped them in his hands.

She moved out of his lap quickly. "My Lord what are you doing?" She asked shocked. She crossed her arms over her chest. "I maybe having problems but I don't want to sleep with another man." She said as she moved away from him.

 

[LordLuck]

As she left his lap, Morholt's blood started to boil. Who was this woman to deny him his advances, to deny him herself? She was his propriety if anything - he was just exerting his Lordship Rights. His hands tightened against the throne-like chair's arms as he tried to keep himself from advancing against her.

"A man that neglects you, that sleeps with other women as you work to earn enought to keep a healthy household?", he asked bluntly, his voice barely hiding his anger at her denial. "A man that even now must be seducing another girl, humping against her like a mindless animal?"

"He does not deserve this kind of loyalty!"

 

[HornyPussycat21]

She looked at him shocked for a moment, before she narrowed his eyes. He was right after all but that was no reason he had to say it like that. "He maybe cheating on me, but when I married him I swore that I would never be with anyone else." She said before she turned away from him.

"I work as a maid for you Lord Morholt, not a whore." She said, anger filled her voice. "I don't want you to touch me, ever. I only come here to earn money, not let you touch me because your wifes to sick to let you fuck her!"

 

[LordLuck]

That had done it.

Lord Morholt stood up suddenly, putting his whole size to be. Way taller than Fawn, he dwarfed her as he approached the woman that had dared stand up to him and deny his amorous advance. Ah, how he hated when they've resisted like that... perhaps it was the licquor talking for him, making him move against a woman - but he did it, nevertheless.

She had forgotten her place. Her home, her income, her everything was because she owed this man her loyalty, her service... her everything. Yet, she had forgotten that. She had forgotten who Lord Morholt really was towards her, and that had been a terrible mistake from her part. The nobleman was upon her, grabbing her viciously by the side of her shoulders, and threw her against the ground before the burning fireplace.

The warm, thick rug held her weight easily, making her fall much less harmful and much more confortable than it could be if he threw her against the stone walls or the bare ground. But Morholt wasn't done, as he got to his knees before Fawn, his powerful hands holding her against the rug, trying to prevent her from trying to escape.

"You forget to whom you speak to, woman! I'll make you remember of who I am, and what are my rights!"

 

[HornyPussycat21]

Fawn yelped in surprise as she was thrown on the floor. She was thank that he made her hit the rug, instead of the hard floor andthe wall, but it still hurt her. She made a move to get up, but before she could Lord Morholt was upon her.

She squirmed under him trying to get loose, but it was useless he was was to big and strong for her to push off. "Let me go Morholt! God you can't do this to me! I don't belong to you, you filth pig!" She hissed up and him as she kicked her leg in frustration.

 

[LordLuck]

"Au contraire, you foolish wench!"

Morholt meant to slap across her pretty face, but that would be too much. He never wanted to mark her, to humiliate her when people came to ask where she'd get that ugly bruise. No, instead, he would make her remember who she was. A mere serf. A peasant, bound to him by her work. A work that she had not developed when he required her to.

His large, callous hands started to grope and fondle against Fawn's lithe, luscious body. She had her change to do it nice and lovingly, but she refused it. Now, the Lord was taking it himself. His heavy hands played with her bust, his fingers sliding within her neckline to explore and rub against her nipples. His huge form covering her and preventing her escape.

 

[HornyPussycat21]

"No! Lord Morholt! Please stop it!" She yelled out as he put his hands in her shirt and started to play with her nipples. She held back a moan that threatened to break free. She maybe being forced into this, but she couldn't deny the part of her that was loving this.

Fawn always had a secret desire to be taken advange of, but she learned how to keep it hidden over the years. "Please Morholt stop this! You don't want this!" She sad as she tried to get away from him.

 

[LordLuck]

"Ahh, Fawn... I so DO want this..."

He replied with an amused tone in his voice. So suddenly, his attentions turned from her bust - whose dress still sensually concealed most of her heavy, large breasts - to her most... intimate parts, as the nobleman took both hands to her thighs, starting to raise her dress' skirts. She struggled against it, but was too feelbe and attempt to break his resolution.

"You are mine, Fawn. Get that in this thick head of yours."

His voice was suddenly somber as he raised her skirts over her waistline, slowly showing up her white legs. So simply gorgeous this young woman was... still, she was his. He had to discipline this insubordinate, after all. Lord Morholt quickly unleashed his pants, allowing them to fall slightly as he pulled his member from it's hideaout.

It was thick. Longer than her husband, Lord Morholt had been blessed with a thick manhood, that he started to position against her own crevice.

 

[HornyPussycat21]

She looked at his cock, her green eyes wide. That thing is way to big.It would surely split her in two. "My Lord I'm sorry. Please forgive me for my early out burst." She said asshe tried to close her legs. "I'll be a good maid and do what ever you ask, just please stop this." She said as she closed her eyes.

She couldn't believe this was really happening to her. She was on her back, in Ord Morholts living room, with him huvering over her with his cck in her hands ready to penatrate her pussy... and she was loving it.

 

[LordLuck]

She asked for it. Finally. Really, Morholt had hoped that Fawn would have come to her senses way before he would had to get to this awnkward position. However... he could not back off now. It was too late for her. Should he do it, she would never really understand her place as his servant and - as he deemed fit - his concubine.

"You are... forgiven, Fawn.", he said. His breathing was heavy, but his ears were now turning white once more. However, he once more forced her legs open, spread out around him completely. "You will be a good maid, and you will comply to everything I ask."

"But this is going to happen."

Lord Morholt stated coldly as he took his hand to sense how ready she was... and found her surprisingly inviting. She was enjoying this in some reason, and that was a welcomed news to the nobleman, who adjusted himself ready before her lower lips.

And forced his hips forward, penetrating her harshly.

 

[HornyPussycat21]

Fawn cried out as he pushed his cock into her without warning. "Morholt pull back! Your spreading my pussy too wide! I'll spilt!" She yelled as she felt him start to thrust his hips. She bit her lip hard until she yasted blood.

Her body quickly betrayed her as he thrust. Her hips moved off the dround and started to meet his eager thrust. "Mmmm fuck Lord pl-please quiet sir. I'll be a good girl swear."

 

[LordLuck]

He went so deep as to hilt himself within Fawn, spreading her wide and deep around his girth, caring the least for her confort. She had the change to get it slowly, but she ruined it with her stupid feelings towards her damned husband. No. She deserved it.

"You WILL be a good girl... once I'm done with you."

He slowly started to withdraw, inch after inch... until finally coming to hammer himself against her, hilting himself back again - this time, getting even deeper within the poor maid. She was so... so tight, her hole so invintingly warm and wet... she was enjoying it.

"And... you better get used to it, woman."

 

[HornyPussycat21]

Fawn was in a mix between heaven ad hell. She wanted to scream and bit and hit and scratch the Lord for doing this to her. For forcing her into this, but on the other hand she wanted to lean up and kiss Morholt. To wrap her arms around his neck and beg him for more and more of his thick cock.

But she couldn't do that. She wouldn't!

Fawn closed her eyes tight and bit her lip hard until the taste of blood filled her sences. She moved her hand to his shoulder and tried with all her might to get his Lordship off and out of her body. "Lord Morholt ohhhh please... stop this madness!" She yelled

 

[LordLuck]

Her feeble attempt was almost nothing to his strenght - but there was something else. Lord Morholt knew that she could try it harder - that she could put more strenght into that push of hers. That alone spoke of him of her feelings - on how she both loved his actions and abominated them. But it mattered not.

"The less you struggle... the quickest it shall be."

Morholt lowered his face to kiss and lick against Fawn's bust, from her neck downwards to the middle of her barely concealed breasts. Yet, his movements were undiminished - his member fiercely nailing against her insides, spreading her womanhood wide around it's violent pummeling.