Off The Street

Clara wanted to scream for help as Jacob grabbed her and the first thought was in her mind what if she does not make it back to Roland, he lost everything because of her and if she now did not or could not make it back to him, she feared he might break then. Everything she tried each struggle wiggle even whimpers and such did not help at all this man was stronger than she was, and it was as if he knew exactly what she was planning to do before she did it.

It was then that he spoke to her, but it was what his hand was trying to do any ways that terrified her even more. He tried to tear a hole in her pantaloons, she feared him but also did not want his hands or anything of him on her she wanted to be Roland’s Lady and take no other man at least without Roland she did not want to she wanted to be with him now.

Tears started to roll down her cheeks as she whimpered.

“Please no stop please…!!”

She tried to turn her head away from his wagging tongue, but she could not get away from him and when he then told her to give him a kiss, he would be gentle with her she feared what he might do really if she did not, but she could not, she just could not. it was then that she felt his rough hand on her creamy silky thigh. No matter what she tried she could not get away and it was with her leg out of the way his hand tried again to make a hole and she could feel the cloth slowly tearing at his tugging and poking or whatever he had been trying and it made her want to cry even more.

When his hand let her hands free, she gasped and went to push him away, but it was then that he tore her dress down showing his hungry eyes her milky smooth white breasts and the cool air nipping and tugging at her freshly freed silky skin to the night air. She then tried once more to beg him to stop but before she could say anything, he told her he was going to take her with him home, so they had more time.

She wanted to scream and cry for help but somehow, she feared Jacob so much she just could not she just hoped Roland was searching for her and would come to find her before he Jacob could have his way with her, she was not sure If she could ever forgive herself for that and be able to look Roland in the eyes.

She pushed and went to hit at him to try to get him away or give her enough room so she could run as she whimpered to him.

“Please Please… let me go my Husband is looking for me... please!!!”

She was not married to Roland but maybe that would scare him off and she did like the thought at staying with Roland if he would have her and after tonight still have her.
 
Roland wandered the streets aimlessly looking for Clara, he knew how dangerous the streets could be at night for a woman on her own. He had no idea in which direction Clara had gone so he widened his search by going in ever widening circles. Every so often he would call out in the hope that she was hiding in some doorway just as she had hidden in his.

"Clara, CLARA, 'tis Roland come to me my love."

He hoped that she had merely lost her way even that was bad enough but it had been known for women to disappear off the streets never to be seen again. Suddenly he looked up and saw a horrific leering stone face leering down at him from above a doorway and recognised it as the place that Clara had described to him as the place where she had been forced to be a whore for any man's pleasure.

"Surely she would not come back here," he spoke to himself.

He was about to move to the next street when he heard a cry coming from a dark unlit alleyway,

'Please Please… let me go my Husband is looking for me... please!!!'

He wasn't sure if it was Clara or not as the woman had cried that her Husband was looking for her, but even if it wasn't Clara he had to help her, he couldn't just walk away and leave her to her fate. Roland hefted the walking stick he carried and held the oil lamp aloft as he advanced down the alleyway. At the far end he could just make out two figures seemingly in a lover's embrace, the man had his hand under the other's skirt and as he drew closer he could see that her clothes were in disarray, her skirts were almost up to her waist and the only thing keeping her modesty was a pair of cotton pantaloons, the man's hand was between her legs as he grunted and puffed trying to claw a hole in them to gain access to his prize. The girls dress had been torn down and her soft, luscious breasts swung side to side as she tried to fight him off.
Once more the girl whimpered in fright and shame and Roland challenged the man in a loud commanding voice that he found from somewhere, he was not a coward or loud but normally he kept quiet during an argument that did not concern him,. This however was different, there was a young lady clearly in distress being molested and apparently her husband was looking for her.

"Leave the girl alone, she doesn't want or need your unholy attention."

The ruffian swung round and aimed a drunken punch at Roland which he easily dodged, then the man ran at at him,head down,like a raging bull, letting go of his prey.

"RUN GIRL, RUN, WAIT AT THE END OF THE ALLEY."

As the man charged Roland stepped to one side and brought his walking stick don on the man's head, who then collapsed in a drunken heap on the ground. Roland left him there and went to see if he could help the young girl find her husband. He walked to the end of the alleyway and to his great surprise and untold delight he found Clara waiting for him.

"CLARA, is it really you? Are you alright? He didn't,,,,,,,, do anything to you did he?"

He held her tight as she trembled in his arms and kissed her gently,

"You gave me quite a fright, I thought I had lost you for good," Then attempting to make her smile he joked,

"So what have you been doing apart from suddenly finding a husband or did you have one tucked away already in case of emergencies?"

They walked through the almost deserted streets and went back to the baker's hoping they could stay there until the following night when they could be on their way.
 
Clara suddenly saw a shadow come in the alley way and before she knew what was happening, she was starting to give up all hope this man called out to Jacob to leave her alone and such and she wanted to cry was god looking after her or was this shadow an angel.

It all happened so quickly she did not know what happened all she recalled was this voice this god of voice it was so familiar so caring, but she was so frightened she had not noticed who this guardian was. All that she recalled was him yelling or calling to her to run she was free. Was she absolutely free it took her a few seconds to realize it and she then ran holding her dress to her trying to cover herself? It was the road that stopped her the lights the people and the whore house that stopped her in her tracks she could not go further without the risk of being seen and noticed. So, she stopped at the end and cowered at next to some crates and boxes left there, she pulled her knees to her chest hiding her face some as she shivered in fear what to do now.

It was then that she heard her name and she wanted to cry out, but it was that voice again her guardian. She looked up and seeing Roland she cried and jumped into his arms. She held onto to him tightly afraid if she lets go, he might never have been there.

He held her tightly in his arms she trembled and cried his voice his body his arms she felt safe once more. When he then asked if he had done anything she looked up and shook her head as she tried to say you came just in time that she feared what might have happened if he had not made it in time. It was then that she felt his lips and she leaned into the kiss.

She giggled softly as he told her that she frightened him and then his question about her husband and such. She wiped her eyes some and nose as she then smiled up at him and said softly.

“Well, I was frightened of you as well I thought they had gotten to you and set you on fire…and before I knew it was landed here….”

She then giggled softly once more taking a deep breath and then smirking.

“Well, my Husband came to my rescue didn’t he it worked calling out for him…”

She tried to joke a bit back but also let him know she had met him with saying husband and just hoped he would not mind or worse. While they then started to walk again towards the bakery, she held tightly to him and her dress to make sure she was covered as she then whispered up to him once more as she just had to say it.

“Thank you, Roland thanks, you for finding me…”
 
The baker was a good soul and allowed Roland and Clara to help him for the day in the bakery making dough for the bread. Midway through the day the baker suggested to Roland that they wait until the next morning before continuing their journey, if there were men looking for them they would not take any notice of a baker delivering bread so Roland and Clara could hide in the back of the covered cart he used, he would take them to Roland's cousin's house and then return to the bakery. Roland thought it an excellent idea, it would enable Clara to recover from her ordeal and mend her torn dress although she still had the other two he had bought for her as they had recovered her case.

That night they slept in the baker's bed at the back of the bakery, just cuddling fully clothed in each other's arms. Very early the next morning the baker woke them and laid out a breakfast of meat pie and cheese and pickle. The journey to Roland's cousin's house took about four hours at the slow pace of the cart but as soon as they were
clear of the danger area they sat up front with Peter, the baker. As they neared the house they passed an imposing looking Manor House

"I wonder who lives there." remarked Roland.

Fifteen minutes later they were at their destination and met by a pretty young woman, not much older than Clara.

Roland did the introductions, "Clara this is Nancy, my cousin's daughter, Nancy, this is Clara a very dear friend."

Nancy laughed, "Roland, if you expect me to believe such a beautiful woman is no more than a friend then you are disappointed, how long have you been lovers?"

Nancy didn't wait for an answer she turned and swept inside calling out as she went,

"I have a surprise for you too, MY dear friend Albert, he lives in that big house you saw on the way here."

They followed Nancy into the house to find a man with his back to them with a glass in one hand, slowly he turned round and when he saw them both his face changed from genial to an evil smirk,

"Good afternoon I am Albert, Albert Tyron."
 
Clara was so happy Roland had found her she did not even want to imagine what she would have done if he never came for her. It hit her then he came for her, he really came for her and it was not an accident or such he came extra for her in this part of town. She wanted to cry she was so happy about that and she felt so safe at his side and now she honestly believed him when he had told her he would not let anything happen to her.

When they finally made it back to bakers, she sighed of relief she was off the street and out of the sight of anyone that might have known who she was or who might have been searching for them. She laid in bed with Roland, which was so kind of the baker to let them sleep in his bed, after she had fixed her dress. She thought of what all had happened and how quickly Roland had come to help her and how happy she was about that and that he had not been hurt in the fire. She did not get much sleep as her thoughts were racing over and over about what if this or what if that till, she finally fell asleep.

When the Baker woke them, she thought she had just closed her eyes, but she knew it was important to get out as early as possible. After some time traveling over land and rode, they finally passed a nice-looking house which made her also think of who might live there, but it was then that Roland said they where there that made her smile and whisper thank god nothing happened.

When Roland introduced Clara to his cousin she smiled and blushed softly trying hard not to show more than a friendship, but I guess no matter how hard she tried his Nancy saw right through her. This made her giggle softly and look at Roland as if saying good try. Clara smiled at Roland and gave him a soft kiss on the cheek as she whispered softly.

“show the way…”

She giggled softly as she listened to Nancy as she headed inside, she just could not stop smiling and helping the thought that she really like Nancy and that she believes she will like it here. She wondered what surprise Nancy’s friend has for them or why she had said that about the house down the street. When they walked in, she stood slightly half behind Roland as she looked around seeing the man with his back towards them. She could not get this funny feeling out of her stomach that she knew him somehow and then it was when he slowly turned, he did not have to turn all the way and she already knew who he was.

A tear ran down her cheek she could not move or speak she could not do anything. Her eyes locked on him her body trembling her breathing getting a bit quicker her heart started to race and her mind screamed. It screamed out help it screamed run, run for your life Clara, it screamed YOU why You god please not Him… but no matter what she tried she just could not move and then he said good afternoon and said his name this even gave Clara a chill down her spine.

Her fingertips gripped to her dress tightly and she just could not stop looking at him. Out of the corner of her eyes she saw then Nancy smile at her and make this face as if asking what is wrong, she then gasped softly and before Roland could react and feared he might make it worse than it already was she stepped before Roland on hand gripping his wrist and she held out her hand taking a deep breath and trying to say with out a quiver in her voice.

“Good Afternoon, Mr. Tyron… Albert?! Nice to meet you… I ummm... I am Clara and this is… Roland!”

She looked back at Roland for a second with this pleading look in her eyes as if begging him not to make a scene in front of his cousin she could not have known. Well Clara hoped she could not have known it would make everything so much worse if she had known but so kind as she was, she didn’t believe Nancy knew anything. The Real question was how Tyron found out about Nancy and that they were coming to her house.

She tried to hold herself strong knowing the feel of his hand and if he played gentlemen then also his lips on her hand would make her knees weak of fear more than arousal, she just hoped she could hide it from all of them what she was thinking and feeling then in that very moment.
 
When the man turned and Roland saw the evil smirk on his face his heart sank, he had gambled everything on this being a safe place for them both but instead it seemed they had jumped out of the frying pan into the fire. He knew that Clara was terrified of the man even though on the surface he seemed genuine and friendly, he introduced himself as though he didn't know either of them and Clara surprised him even as she clutched his hand as she shook hands with Tyron and introduced herself and Roland. Clara looked back at him pleading with her eyes for him not to make a scene.

Nancy, it seemed could see the tension between them but put it down to nervousness of meeting someone for the first time, she of course knew nothing of Clara and her history with Mr. Tyron so she bustled about and provided tea and scones for them all. Roland kept calm although he was seething with anger inside, he almost erupted when they sat at the table, Clara sat first and Roland was about to sit next to her when Tyron almost pushed Roland aside and sat down next to Clara in the seat meant for Roland.

"I must have you tell me all about yourself Clara, were you working before you came here? I would imagine you had lots of offers to come under a man's protection in return for small favours."

He was playing with Clara's mind with his scarcely hidden innuendos, that evil smirk on his face the whole time which to a casual observer would seem like a friendly smile. He overstepped the bounds of propriety though when he put his hand on Clara's knee, squeezed, and declared with a guffaw,

"Such strong thighs Clara, many a man would pay handsomely to lay between them."

Roland almost leapt to his feet to defend Clara but instead he kept calm and said,

"I am afraid you will have to wait,,,,,, Albert,,,,,,,,,,we have had a long day, up at the crack of dawn and the long journey here, I think Clara needs to rest, we bid you goodnight and we may see you tomorrow, but there no hurry is there?"

Roland took Clara's hand and pointedly asked Nancy,

"I assume that you have put both of us in the spare room?"

Thus leaving no doubt that they were sleeping together, which was not lost on Tyron, a flash of anger crossed his face at that.
 
When they all went to sit down and drink a tea she smiled as Roland helped her to her chair and as he then wanted to sit, Tyron took his place. Clara gasped looking at Roland then back at Nancy and forced herself to smile and nod to Roland as if asking him to stay calm and just sit on her other side. She feared Tyron more than she thought she did and now this game he was playing frightened her even more. He was playing nice and kind from the outside, but she knew which devil lies beneath this smirk like smile he gave them all.

He then started to talk to her as if he were interested in her wanting to know more about her, but she knew it was all connecting to this game he so loved playing and she knew he would play it and would not let anyone not even Nancy or Roland gets in his way of playing it.

When she felt his hand on her thigh, she wanted to cry she held her breath and tried not to or to scream. She knew that she had to stay calm, or Roland might not be able to hold back, and she feared more of him and his cousin getting hurt than herself in Tyron’s hands. She had not really listened to Tyron she was to busy trying to see in his eyes what he was planning and to fight the urge to smack him and run and not stop running.

It was then that she heard Roland’s voice that snapped her out of her thoughts and helped her to be able to move again as she was frozen when he touched her. When he took her hand, she stood smiling over at Nancy trying not to let her see that something was off here, though she gripped tightly to Roland’s hand.

It was then that she saw this fire this anger in Tyron’s eyes like she had only seen once before and feared most when Roland talked about THEM being in the spare room. It was then he knew Clara would warm Roland’s bed to lay at his side and not in Tyron’s bed not at his side. Before they left the room though she turned to Nancy smiling.

“Thank you miss for the lovely tea and I wish thee a good night sleep… hopefully I can repay you for your kindness….”

She did not dare look at Tyron as they turn to leave. She could not and did not say another word till they were safe in their room she gripped to Roland hugging him and softly crying.

“How did he find us… Roland your in danger your cousin is in danger… you don’t know that man he always gets what he wants, and he doesn’t care what he has to do for it….”
 
Roland needed to calm Clara down when they got to their room, she had managed remarkably well to keep control of herself after Tyron had played his mind games with her and touched her knee. It hadn't gone unnoticed by Roland that he had wanted to do a lot more than squeeze her knee while they were having tea. Clara had even thanked Nancy for the tea but had pointedly not spoken to Tyron as they left.

The meeting of Tyron proved too much for them both and they didn't make love that first night, it just didn't seem right, instead they just cuddled together feeling the warmth of each other's bodies against them. Roland heeded Clara's warning though,

'How did he find us Roland? You're in danger, your cousin is in danger…you don’t know that man, he always gets what he wants, and he doesn’t care what he has to do for it.'

Thankfully Tyron had returned to his own home the night before so there was just the three of them for breakfast. Roland asked Nancy how she had met Tyron for he thought that it was just an unhappy coincidence that he should live so close by and probably hadn't realised that Roland and Clara would stumble within his reach. Nancy, unaware of the friction between Tyron and her father's cousin and Clara told them,

"I was coming home from market one day when the wheel came off my buggy, I couldn't fix it myself though I tried, then Albert,,, Mr. Tyron came by and offered me a ride in his carriage and he would send someone to fix my buggy. How could I refuse such a gentlemanly act? To cut a long story short I told him that I was looking for work and he offered me a job that I had only ever dreamt about."

"What sort of job would that be Nancy?" Roland asked anxiously, knowing that Tyron didn't go offering jobs to pretty young women out of the goodness of his heart.

"Well, twice a month he hosts a card game with three other men and I dress up in the clothes he gives me,"

Nancy blushed a little then and continued,

"I serve them drinks and food, Albert told me that if one of them told me to sit on his knee then I should and give him a kiss if he asked, I would earn tips if I did that, I earn good tips if I let them take liberties with me."

Nancy blushed and giggled a little.

"What sort of clothes do you have to wear Nancy, nothing too risque I hope?"

Roland's voice expressed concern.

"Not at all Roland,,,,,,,,,,,,,, well,,,,,,,,,, maybe just a little short and low cut but it's all good fun."

"You are not asked to do anything more than sit on their knees and kiss."

"No, Albert says I am a good girl and he will decide what they can do or not do."

Roland looked sternly at Nancy,

"You are NOT to go to his house again Nancy, we have experience of him in the past, if you want to know more I suggest you talk to Clara."
 
Clara sat there with Roland and Nancy and she listened to them talk she did not say anything just listened. Though the way Nancy talked about Tyron she wanted to cry, she also feared for Nancy though if he was friendly and nice, and she did as he said he was a great man but if she ever says one time no to him then he grows his fangs so to say. It was then that she heard Nancy speak of what she does for him as she had to take a deep breath but tried to do so that Roland would not notice.

Her fingers clutched the napkin in her hand tightly though when Roland told Nancy never to go back to his house and if she wanted or needed to know more that she should talk to Clara about that. she knew he meant it only for her own good and if anyone could make her see that then Clara, but this made her feel weird so helpless. She knew he did not mean it either, but she felt back in Tyron’s hands and feared saying anything.

He was far and not here, but she felt his eyes on her remembered the feel of his hand on her thigh from yesterday and his hot breath on her neck. She could not help it, but she had to stand up pushing her chair back as she laid her napkin on her chair and then said quietly and tried not to cry.

“Excuse me please… I... umm I need some air…I’ll be right back”

She could not help it she felt as if she suddenly could not get any air. She went outside off the porch and around to the side of the house as she leaned her back against the house covering her mouth as she cried softly as she had to let it out all this tension of fear hatred love and so much more fear and did not want Roland or Nancy noticing. Her other hand went to her stomach holding herself, somehow it felt as if she was wearing a corset or such that was so tight around her chest tying off her the air to her lungs.

She took a deep breath as she whispered then to herself.

“Clara don’t let him get at you he cants have you and Roland will make sure he doesn’t he wont let anything happen… Clara get yourself together…!!”

She tilted her head back also against the house closing her eyes for a few seconds catching her breath before she heads back inside to Nancy and Roland, she also wiped her tears off her cheeks and tried to get herself together so they might notice afterwards either.
 
When Nancy told them both what she was asked or rather told to do at Tyron's house with his guest's Roland could see that it was going to end up only one way. He could also see that Clara was remembering what she had suffered at Tyron's hands so it was no surprise when Clara excused herself saying she needed some air.

While she was gone Roland asked Nancy some more about what went on at Tyron's house and she told him that sometimes there would be a girl each for each of the men, they would be paraded in front of the men and then the men would go and fondle the girls before choosing one.

"It's all rather exciting trying to guess in advance which girl would be chosen by each man, Albert would wager with me as we watched and if I won he would give me an extra guinea."

"And what if you lost, what did you have to give him@?" Roland asked, guessing that the answer would be distressing to him, Nancy was basically a good girl but very naive and easily persuaded to do things she would not normally do.

"Oh nothing much, I would have to sit on his knee and kiss him, he likes me to let him put his tongue in my mouth and he would stroke my legs right up to the little panties that I have to wear, it's rather nice and it tickles, but sometimes I wet myself, Albert doesn't seem to mind though.

"He shouldn't be doing that to you Nancy, it's wrong, I forbid you to go there again."

Nancy pouted and replied,

"It's fun and anyway you can't tell me what to do, I am needed at Albert's house tomorrow night, why don't you and Clara come along as well? I'm sure Albert won't mind."

At that moment Clara returned and Roland could see that in spite of her efforts to hide it Clara had ben crying.

"You look tired Clara perhaps we should have an early night, I will talk more with you in the morning Nancy."

H took Clara upstairs and pulled Clara into his embrace and kissed her soft lips before he told her,

"It is far worse than I thought, Nancy will soon be fully in his clutches, we have to put a stop to it, I think Nancy believes that she is in love with him, we have to show her what he really is, the only way to do that is to set a trap for him, like all traps they need a tasty bait, I am afraid that for this trap YOU are the bait."
 
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Clara came back inside as she saw the tension between them both she feared what Nancy might have said to Roland of what all Tyron had done to her. She just hoped he was still in his sweet side; he had always been so sweet and kind to her at the beginning. He knew just how naive young women were when it came to his looks and his name but also money. He used that to get them close and as soon as they give themselves to him his true devil comes out to show.

Clara had thought at the beginning he would be her prince in shining armor and get her out of the hole she was in and keep her safe. It was first when she had given herself still to other men though she had told him she wanted to be with him but instead that he started his cruel streak.

Roland must have noticed that she had cried as he took her back upstairs and holding her and softly kissing her, she relaxed once more in his arms as she tried to forget how Tyron had pulled her more and more into his spider web so to say. It was then that he told her about Nancy and that he had to no they had to put a stop to this all. That was true she knew it and if anyone could probably sadly say only, they could no one else would be brave enough to go against him. It was his next words that made her want to cry and shiver for fear once more.

She was supposed to be bait for Tyron to prove to Nancy that what he had told her was true. She feared that it was true only she would be bait enough for Tyron to be stupid enough to show her true side in front of Nancy before she was to deep in to get back out. She griped to Roland tighter as she then whispered with tears in her voice.

“Roland… you promise me you’ll get me back out no matter what even if we cant stop him… please I don’t want to be his forever never again…!”

She closed her eyes and pressed her face to his chest as if to hide, her thoughts already racing on how to get the trap ready. She knew even though he knew of Roland and he stayed pretty cool in front of Nancy at the table but if they were to kiss and hug in front of him, she was not sure how long he would be able to stay cool or she would have to offer herself to come back to him that maybe he would leave Nancy alone and show her he had never wanted her it was all because of Clara. She closed her eyes and tried to calm down and forget about it all in the morning they could talk about it more.

She looked up to Roland and leaned up to kiss him as she whispered right before then.

“Kiss me hold me let me forget about him tonight please Roland…I only want you in my mind tonight!”
 
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Roland felt that Clara was afraid of being left alone with Tyron, the man who had beaten and used her and wanted to buy her and own her, body and soul. She clung to him and asked fearfully

'[I[Roland… you promise me you’ll get me back out no matter what even if we cant stop him… please I don’t want to be his forever never again…![/I]'

She buried her face against his chest. Eventually she leaned in to him for a kiss and pleaded with him,

'Kiss me, hold me, let me forget about him tonight please Roland…I only want you in my mind tonight'

Her soft whispered plea to him could not be ignored so he slowly undressed her until she stood naked before him,

"Tonight will be ours Clara, ours alone, forget that man, I don't want to even hear his name."

He tried to lighten the mood as he said with a smile on his face

"I am the one who owns you now, or your love anyway so please be a very good, obedient girl and come to me and kiss me."

He drew out his rod and pointed it at her making it clear that it was that he wanted her to kiss. It was hard and throbbing in the firelight as he held it ready for her to place her soft sensuous lips on his tip. He was so certain of her that he never thought for a moment that she would refuse or leave it at that. He wasn't disappointed. Ten minutes later Clara was on her back with her legs in the air, her toes pointing skywards and he was making wonderful love to her, driving away all the bad memories, for the time being anyway. Clara met him thrust for thrust, pushing her heated sex to him, her mouth open and gurgling in delight as he took her over the edge of the abyss and she stiffened then shook as her orgasm engulfed her and he sent a fountain of hot cream inside her.

They lay quietly together in the post orgasmic afterglow, kissing and stroking each other.

"That,,, I mean this,,,, is perfect Clara, I could stay like this forever."

In his mind he was trying to work out a plan to keep both Clara and Nancy safe and show Nancy Tyron's true nature.
 
She smiled and held still as he undressed her, her eyes locked to him enjoying his soft touches and such. When she was finally fully naked standing in front of him and he took a few steps back to admire her, her breath got slightly quicker, and her heart started to race but nothing about fear or shame all only arousal and excitement for him.

Clara had to giggle softly and smile as she nodded agreeing with Roland about not wanting to hear HIS name any more this evening. It was then he smiled and told her he was the one who owned her which made her smile and blush some more for some reason she did not fear it as he said it and told her to come over and kiss him. She could not help it and as she then said

“Yes Sir!”

As softly and erotic as she could she slowly moved closer and seeing exactly where he had wanted her to kiss him, she did exactly that. she did not really hesitate in doing that whatsoever though she did tremble and shiver slightly. It was all like a movie she watched after moments of soft kisses and her lips and tongue wanting to kiss and caress him more and more her hands also joining in, she was on her back on the bed. They made sweet long love, her body shivering and trembling under him so wet and hot her moans so sweet and soft her breath a panting her eyes twinkling with love for Roland more than she ever thought was possible.

After they had both cam on and in but most importantly with each other and because of each other they laid there holding each other and stroking and enjoying the afterglow and the closeness of the other. When Roland than said that this was perfect, and he could stay this way forever she nodded and agreed. She looked up at him seeing in his eyes his mind was already trying to find a way out of all this mess and that all were safe. She could not help but to feel guilt, she had been the reason why Nancy his cousin was in danger if she had not run away if she hadn’t found her way to him this all might not have happened.

She knew she was the only way to get Nancy out of there and keep her and Roland safe. She knew what she had to do, and she would have to do it tonight when Roland feels asleep, or he might put himself in more danger than she wanted him to. She loved him she knew that now and she did not want him to be killed or hurt because of her trouble she had or that his family had to suffer because of it as well.

She stroked him softly and tried to let him think that she was falling asleep in his arms so he might calm down and find some sleep. Then she would sneak out and offer Tyron herself if he promised to leave them both alone and not to hurt them in any way.
 
Even though Roland was tired from making such sweet passionate love to Clara until the early hours of the morning he did not sleep deeply as he usually did, he wrestled with how he was going to convince Nancy that Tyron was not what he appeared to be.

So it was Clara that woke him as she slipped quietly out of bed, he thought nothing of it until she didn't return after a few minutes and he began to fret, thinking that perhaps she felt ill. He got up and slipped on some breeches and looked around the room and noticed that one of her dresses was missing, the daring purple dress that showed her slender body with the way it clung to her abundant curves.

Roland knew straightaway where Clara had gone, gone to appease Tyron's lecherous appetite, probably in return for him giving up the seduction of Nancy. While he dressed quickly to go in pursuit of her he was thinking what he would say to her, he could not be angry with her for such a selfless if foolish act but she needed to be told. Of course all of this was pure speculation, if she reached his house before Roland caught up with her he knew he would never see her again, Tyron would simply deny that she was there.

He knew the area well, having spent summers at his cousin's home and playing in the fields and woods when he was younger so he remembered a short cut through the woods that would take him close to Tyron's house and hopefully ahead of Clara, he doubted that she would hurry as she would probably be frightened by what she was about to do.

The path through the woods was overgrown and he had to fight his way through the brambles that had encroached onto the path, they caught at his clothes as if wishing to slow him down but he eventually emerged into the open just as the full moon peeked from behind a cloud, shedding a silvery light over the scene just in time to see a cloaked figure approaching the gates to Tyron's home. He shouted out,

"CLARA, CLARA, WAIT DON'T DO THIS!"

Then he ran up to her and spun her round and wrapped his arms around her and feverishly kissed her face.

"Thank the Lord I found you in time, what you were about to do would make no difference, I believe Tyron wants both you and Nancy he has been slowly seducing Nancy for quite some time now, he did not know that she and I were related, 'tis just ill luck that he chose her and we walk into his web, you go in there now alone and I will lose you forever, come back with me now and we'll find some way to get Nancy to see Tyron for what he really is."

Roland hoped his plea to her would make her change her mind and come back with him, one more desperate plea to her.

"I love you with all my heart Clara, please don't break it."
 
Clara was on her way down the dirt road she looked back once maybe twice but not any more as if to make sure the lights stayed off in Nancy house. Maybe it was also more to make sure Roland had not noticed that she was gone so she could make things right again for him.

She did not run or move really fast as she hoped on one side that the road was long enough but on the other hand before Roland wakes to notice she was gone she also wanted the road to be as short as possible. She stood before the gate of Tyron’s house her hand on the doorknob of the gate she could not open the gate she took a few deep breaths. It felt like hours as she stood like that, she was not sure why she just did not go inside yet. Was she hoping for someone to stop her or was she just taking time to say goodbye to her freedom?

“Ok Clara come on you chicken!”

She said to herself, in that moment she then took a deep breath holding it for a second and then went and pushed to open the gate when she heard it. It was Roland his sweet voice calling her name. oh no he noticed and came after her, on one side she could not be happier this time she was for sure he came for her on the other she wanted to hit him and tell him to go away so she could make everything right once more for him and Nancy.

When he then turned her around wrapping his arms around her stopping her from going any further, she gasped and wanted to start crying. Sad and happy tears of course, but more happy than sad, her eyes locked to his as she listened to what he had to say. She looked once back at Tyron’s door as if to make sure he had not noticed them from Roland’s calling but till now there had not been any movement in the house what she can notice anyways.

She could not believe what he was saying, could that be true was this all just a big coincidence? She tried to fight the tears but as he then told her that he loved her with all his heart, and she please should not break his she could not hold back any longer.

“But. Roland Nancy… you... I j... just wanted … to... to make everything right again…you...you lost so much be...because of me…!”

She tried to speak normal, but it was not possible she tried to catch herself again and calm down as she looked back to the front door from Tyron’s house one last time. She then turned back to Roland and hugged him as she whispered in his ear.

“What will we do… poor Nancy… I know I would have lived through, but I do not believe her good heart would have... Tyron can be a devil no worse than a Devil Roland… I’m sorry I just had to do something and try… please don’t be mad at me… “

She wanted to go back with Roland se looked him in the eyes and then right before her lips met his she whispered.

“I love you to Roland!”
 
Roland was overjoyed at being able to catch Clara in time from making the biggest mistake of her young life. She was crying as he kissed her, quite possibly with relief that she didn't have to go to Tyron and become his whore again.

'But. Roland Nancy… you... I j... just wanted … to... to make everything right again…you...you lost so much be...because of me…!

She looked back to the front door from Tyron’s house one last time. She then turned back to Roland and hugged him as she whispered in his ear.

“What will we do… poor Nancy… I know I would have lived through, but I do not believe her good heart would have... Tyron can be a devil no worse than a Devil Roland… I’m sorry I just had to do something and try… please don’t be mad at me…'

She wanted to go back with Roland she looked him in the eyes and then right before her lips met his she whispered.

I love you to Roland!'

"I am not angry with you my love I am proud of you that you had the courage to do what you were going to do mainly for Nancy who you hardly know, we will find another way to free her from his clutches."

They walked back to Nancy's house hand in hand, their way lit by the silvery light of the full moon, stopping often to kiss and hug. At the doorway Roland kissed her one last time before they entered quietly and up to their room without waking Nancy, they could hear her gentle snores and Roland whispered to Clara,

"She sleeps the sleep of the innocent, not plagued by nightmares, that will change though if Tyron succeeds."

In the morning Nancy prepared their breakfast, happy and smiling, constantly telling them how much she was looking forward to seeing 'her Albert' that evening. Roland reminded her sternly.

"Nancy, I have forbidden you to go to that house alone, I do not trust the man, if you must go we will come with you, I believe that Tyron will not turn us away, we will make the excuse that we did not want Nancy to return alone in the dark."

Nancy protested but Roland stood firm and that evening found the three of them at Tyron's front door. Before they left home Roland had instructed Clara as to what she must do.

"Clara, 'tis difficult I know but remember what you told me about him being insanely jealous if any other man touched you in the whorehouse? Well, tonight you are going to make him lose his temper and show his true nature to Nancy, I want you to behave like a whore in front of him and make eyes at me and let me touch you inappropriately, let him see that we are lovers and make him mad with jealousy."

The door opened and Tyron stood there, he looked rather put out when he saw Roland but his eyes glittered with lust when he saw Clara.

"Come in, it is rare to enjoy the company of such pulchritude," he gushed and linked arms with the two young women, one on each arm as he escorted them to the parlour.

"Welcome again, this is the parlour where will be entertained this evening."

Roland muttered under his breath, "Come into my parlour said the spider to the fly,"
 
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Clara could see that Nancy was disappointed that Roland did not trust her enough to know what she is doing, and that Tyron was not this bad guy he keeps saying he was. She could not tell Nancy how wrong she was in that thought as Clara had thought the same thing at the beginning when one of the other girls told her to be careful with him. Tyron had a very intensive taste of what he likes and dislikes and after some time Clara had found that out, that even faster than she had ever wanted. She got dressed and all pretty, she also knew exactly what he liked and disliked so she got dressed just the way he loved seeing Clara she did have to make sure his attention will be mostly on her and not on Nancy.

They were ready to go when Roland told her another time what to do, she nodded and agreed with him.

“Yes, he is a very jealous man, and he never liked the thought about other men touching me and such, but I believe if he now sees it, he just might explode with anger and jealousy.”

They stood before the door of Tyron house and Clara could feel how her knees were shaking under her dress, she adjusted it quickly before the door opens just to make sure everything is sitting perfect. When he opened that door, she tried to smile and not show how much she still feared this man or that he might surprise them instead the other way around. She shook that thought quickly out of her mind telling herself she had to be careful and keep her thoughts on the task at hand.

When he opened the door, she could see the hatred he had for Roland but when he then laid eyes on her she shivered slightly as she could already feel his hands all over her body. She bites her lip for a second and then forced herself to smile and when he then linked his arm in hers and Nancy’s she laid her other hand on his arm and smiled some more.

She glanced once back at Roland and then back at Tyron as if saying let the game begin, she just hoped he was seeing right through them. When they reached the parlor, she looked around it was so beautiful she could not help to admire it some, she glanced once back to Roland before she turned her to the attention of Tyron as he spoke.

“what a lovely Parlor you have Mr. Tyron”

She said softly with a smile looking around once more as if searching for an escape door or such just in case. When her eyes came back, she noticed Tyron looking right at her with this smile she knew to well, her knees got slightly weak and her grip on his arm got a bit tighter. She noticed this smirk building as she knew he knew exactly what he was doing, and he was meaning for it to happen as if just testing if he still had such a power over her. She took a deep breath as she tried then to play stupid and said softly.

“Entertainment sounds interesting and what kind of Entertainment are we talking about?!”

She then glanced over to Roland giving him this look of wanting and needing him and she tried to make sure Tyron noticed it, but he was staying calm. She took another deep breath trying to calm herself though even her thighs started to shiver ever so lightly.
 
Clara looked as pretty as a picture and when Tyron opened the door he only had eyes for Clara, his eyes swept over her as though mentally undressing her, he then took charge of both young women, whisking them through to the parlour acting the perfect host. Clara played her part to perfection, smiling at Tyron but sometimes looking at Roland making it clear that she preferred Roland to him. Everytime she smiled at Roland Tyron's face grew dark with anger but somehow he kept control of himself and mentioned entertainment.

Clara asked the question that was on his lips,

'Entertainment sounds interesting and what kind of Entertainment are we talking about?!'

Tyron gave a sly twisted smile and replied, his words seemed to have a deeper meaning than what he actually said,

"It's a surprise, we'll eat first then everything will be revealed but let me say that you two delicious ladies will be at the forefront."

Roland detected a hint of malice in that statement but said nothing and took the drink that Tyron had poured for him. The meal was delicious but Roland felt his eyelids drooping and he felt so tired he sat in an armchair and sleep overcame him while Tyron looked on smirking, his sleeping potion had worked well, now he was free to do as he pleased with Clara and Nancy, he had plans for both of them.
 
Clara felt safe and did exactly what Roland had told her to do, and it felt like everything was going just like planned. She noticed how angry he was getting but somehow, he could hold himself back and she wondered how long that would take. It seemed to all play out perfectly, so she was getting braver and braver with each look or move she made to make Tyron jealous.

It was when he told her it would be a surprise, somehow the way he said it made a chill go down her spine and somehow, she feared the surprise would not be of their liking or at least not really. She did not think much of it and just nodded and smiled softly.

“A surprise well then I guess we will have to wait and see what it is…”

She saw Tyron give Roland a drink and was surprised on how friendly we were staying; she could not help but wonder if he might have changed or did, he really like Nancy that he didn’t want to ruin it with her. Though with sometimes the way Tyron looked at her she could not help but fear that there was more behind this than what he was letting them see.

It was then that Roland suddenly was getting all sleepy that Clara felt a bit ill her stomach started to turn as she went to walk to Roland to maybe shake him to keep him awake as she said softly.

“It is getting late or is it just me I believe we should be going…”

But before she could reach Roland, he fell asleep, I looked at Nancy and she was afraid in her eyes as if she feared what they said was true. Nancy went quickly over to Roland as well as both where shaking him some calling his name as Nancy was still trying Clara turned to look at Tyron as she took a deep breath and asked.

“What did you do to him?!”
 
Roland could hear the two girls talking to Tyron but everything was so fuzzy and he couldn't move, he felt someone shaking him begging him to wake up but he couldn't give any indication that he was conscious, not even his eyes would open but he could think, that Tyron had drugged him was clear but he must have miscalculated the dose and he was awake, but if Tyron thought him out of the way he might be too cocky and let his guard down, his best course of action would be to pretend he was completely comatose.

"Come, come girls, he must have tired himself just walking here, no stamina you see, whereas myself, I can keep going for hours, don't you agree Clara?"

Tyron smirked at Clara knowing she would remember the few times he had ridden her for several hours.


"Now the entertainment I promised, I am afraid I misled you a little there, you will be pleased to know there will be dressing up in beautiful dresses then you can both show me how talented you both are, Nancy show Clara to the guest room, on the bed you will find two dresses please choose one and change into it and join me here when you are ready."

Nancy was still under Tyron's spell and automatically did his bidding showing Clara to he guest room, where, sure enough were two of the most beautiful dresses either of them had ever seen

a beautiful off the shoulder white dress and a burgundy off the shoulder dress with a revealing slit to mid thigh.

Neither of them saw Tyron go into the master bedroom next door and take down a painting that hung on the adjoining wall and hid a spy hole through which he could watch the girls get changed.
 
Clara tried to look and stay calm for Nancy she could not have her panicking at all Tyron would enjoy that way to much and she knew that better than she ever wished to know. Tyron was a good guy when he had his tempter and his hunger under control it was when he did not have it under control that his lust took the over hand that she feared most. The problem was not too much sex or such with him, but it was more you never knew in which way he would turn what his hunger needed or wanted to have in that moment.

Seeing she could not wake Roland, she gave him a soft kiss on the cheek as she hears Tyron and when he then asked if she agreed she blushed slightly and moved to stand between her and Tyron some, of course she feared him, but she also knew she could handle him, and she did not believe that Nancy could at least not yet. Normally Tyron would take it easy till a certain point but seeing already his lust and hunger taking over slowly she knew it would be safer for Nancy if Clara took most of his hunger.

He told Nancy to show her to the guest room and she followed. Seeing what was in the room she gasped slightly those were beautiful dresses and Nancy went straight to the white one and held it against herself turning to show Clara. Clara smiled and nodded saying.

“Your dress… it would look really nice on you Nancy… then ill take the other one… “

Nancy smiled being over happy and nodded she laid it back on the bed and started to get undressed. Clara felt as if eyes were on them, so she looked around the room before she started to get undressed. Seeing she did not find anything that looked as if someone was watching them, so she now also started to undress.

Standing pretty much naked in the room Nancy had already slipped out of everything and pulled the white dress up over her hips and pulling up to hold it with her arms over her bare breasts. She looked over at Clara with this shy smile and asked softly.

“Clara, would you mind... and be so kind to help me with my dress….”

Nancy turned her bare back to Clara and her nodded smiling.

“Of Course, Nancy…”

Clara still could not get this feeling off that they were being watched so maybe she could use it, but she was not sure if it would be smart to get him more worked up as he already was. So, she decided to leave it be and ignore the feeling. After she helped Nancy in her dressed, she got in hers and Nancy helped her also close the dress. After both were fully dressed Clara took a deep breath and said softly to Nancy.

“Sooo we are done should we head back?!”

Nancy smiled and nodded eagerly, and Clara saw it in her eyes she wanted Tyron to forget all about Clara and see only her and at any other time with any other man Clara would not mind that at all, but she did fear for Nancy that she was to naïve to see the danger she was getting herself in.

With Tyron once you say yes once he does not take a No more for an answer.
 
Tyron watched with lascivious eyes as the two young beauties undressed, oblivious to him watching their every move and drinking in their gorgeous shapely curves. They stood naked admiring the dresses he had left out for them, the dresses were beautiful it's true but they had been designed and made to reveal as much as they hid. The material itself was clingy and clung to every sensual curve of their bodies.

"Not long now, soon you both will be singing to MY tune."

Tyron gloated to himself as he stroked his hand over the hard thick bulge in his breeches. Nancy had immediately chosen the white dress which made Tyron wonder if she was still untouched, if that was so then he would be her first, one that she would remember for the rest of her life. As they moved around they held the dresses up against themselves, Tyron caught glimpses of the bushy growth between their legs, Clara's he already knew and had tasted her sweet honey among the tight blonde curls, Nancy's bushy growth was more pronounced, much darker and larger in area but Tyron had no doubt that she would taste different to Clara, perhaps not quite so sweet but tasty nevertheless. He watched as they helped each other into their respective dresses then he returned to the parlour so he was sitting in his chair as though he had never moved from it when the two young women made their entrance. Tyron looked up an appreciative friendly smile on his face,

"MY, MY, never has such beauty graced my humble home." His weasel words sounding so genuine, to Nancy at least. He beckoned to them both,

"Come, come and stand by me so that I might see you in more detail."

Nancy moved without any hesitation and walked over to him swinging her hips provocatively and stood beside him with one hand on his shoulder. Tyron's arm slipped behind her and caressed her tight round behind then he gripped the fleshy part of her rear and squeezed, making Nancy jump and give a little squeal.

"What a delightful derriere you have my dear, I'm sure that many a young man has tried to persuade you to let them have their way with you."

Nancy blushed and replied,

"I have not stepped out with any young man Sir, they behave like boys and paw at you, I prefer a man. When I am ready it will be a man much like yourself Sir."

So the young filly considered him as perhaps the one to deflower her did she? He decided there and then that he would not disappoint her, she would not be leaving until she had willingly given herself to him. He squeezed her rump again, digging his fingers into her fleshy cheeks.

"You might be ready sooner than you think Nancy, but now we need to begin the entertainment, would you be so kind as to go to Clara and give her a lover's kiss and free her breasts so you can fondle them?"

Tyron gave Nancy's rear a hard slap to send on her way towards Clara.
 
Clara watched Tyron and Nancy closely though her eyes were looking at Tyron as if telling him she was not going to let him get away with this. That she knew exactly what he was doing she knew him better than Nancy. When he was making compliments to them Nancy was happier than a pig in slum, but Clara knew better, though she could remember back then when she was so naïve like Nancy was. She would have done anything for him but now she feared him and did what he wished knowing it was better that way.

She moved a few steps closer as Nancy almost threw herself so to say in his lap. Clara remembered a few things he so loved and drove him crazy as she tried to find a way out to do them and then stop doing it so he might loose his temper. It was then that she remembered Roland and they were alone and would not be able to fight of Tyron really so maybe she should not piss him off at least not yet.

It was then that Nancy let him realize that she was still a virgin that made her get a bit worried. She knew she would have to throw herself more at him give him what he hungered for though she feared his hunger now found a new source. Clara wanted to step closer as he then told Nancy to go over and kiss her, as if that was not enough to also free her lovely breasts from the dress that covered them so well, at least half so well.

Clara gasped slightly when she saw Nancy not really hesitating to do so and heard her gasp as he slapped her rear hard to move her along. She could notice by that move Tyron did not wish to wait to long. Seeing Nancy then get closer Clara stepped back two steps as she said softly.

“Nancy, you don’t want this please… I mean you’re a lovely thing but don’t let him force something on you that you don’t want”

Clara saw though in Nancy’s eyes that she did not think what she wanted she only wanted to do what Tyron wanted of her she wanted to be liked from him and it was working, and Tyron saw it to, this would be playing right into his cards. Clara glanced once back over Nancy’s shoulder at Tyron as she stood right before her as if pleading with him to stop this madness.
 
Nancy thought it odd that her Albert, as she now thought of him, had asked her to do such a thing to Clara when she would have been quite happy for him to kiss her and fondle her breasts even though no one had ever touched her in that way but she had heard women talking in the market and they seemed to like it. However Albert had told her to do it so she wanted to please him, perhaps he would do the same to her if she pleased him, her nipples tightened and she felt warm and damp between her legs at the thought of him taking her that way. She reached out to slide her fingers into Clara's overflowing decolletage and lift out the ripe, soft flesh. Then Clara spoke to her,

'Nancy, you don’t want this please… I mean you’re a lovely thing but don’t let him force something on you that you don’t want'

Nancy's head was in turmoil, Clara clearly didn't want her to do it and she was her friend, on the other hand Albert was her master and she wanted to please him above all else.

"I'm only doing this to please Albert so he might kiss me and hopefully wish to ravish me, he will be my first."

Nancy delved into Clara's neckline and lifted the two heavy, plump mounds of soft silky flesh and weighed them in the palms of her hands. From behind her Tyron's voice sounded thick with lust,

"Twist and pinch her nipples Nancy, no need to be gentle, Clara enjoys a little pain."

He then addressed himself to Clara who stood glaring at him,

"That's right isn't it Clara? Remember how you moaned and whined with pleasure and begged me for more, more, more."

Nancy paused, unsure about this, she didn't want to hurt Clara, she half turned to Tyron,

"Are you sure Sir? I don't like to hurt people."

Tyron sneered at her,

"If you wish to please me then you will obey me or feel my hand on your bare backside."

Nancy gulped, she didn't like pain in any form and Tyron sounded so menacing. She grasped each little pink rosebud between her fingers and pinched and twisted them.

"Harder, harder, make her cry out I want to hear her begging for more."

She pinched harder and twisted more but avoided looking at Clara.

"Enough, you will learn in time for now put your hand between her legs and bring me a sample of her juices, I believe she will taste as sweet."

Nancy was so confused it seemed that Albert and Clara knew each other and had an intimate dalliance.
 
Clara’s breathing got quicker, and her heart started to race she could feel Tyron’s hunger growing and even though he was now wanting Nancy more than before, but he did not just want Clara she feared he needed Clara. He could not handle it that Clara had said no to him if she did not know it any better maybe she was the first to reject him and it made him hunger her even more. A forbidden fruit it so much tastier than a fruit that is given freely especially with Tyron.

When Tyron told Nancy to kiss her free her breasts and then even twist and pinch her nipples she wanted to whimper and beg him no or to do it himself but she also saw this hunger by Nancy she wanted Tyron to want her if she could she probably would throw Clara out so he would only play with her, but Clara knew he was not going to be pleased fully until he had Clara once more.

It was then that Nancy did not want to hurt Clara, she could handle a lot as she was trained by Tyron, but she found it sweet that she didn’t want to hurt her, but she feared if she stayed with Tyron, he would change those thoughts. When he threatened her with pain, she saw the fear in Nancy’s eyes, so she whispered to her.

“Its ok just do it... I can handle it an..and its really him doing it and not you I know that… but you will not hurt me, … I promise!”

She saw though that Nancy avoided looking at Clara, she bites her lip some as she tried to keep quiet and not give him what he wanted so maybe he would leave Nancy be and come himself. She had to try and save Nancy from making a mistake she maybe will regret later after she finds out what kind of devil Tyron truly was. She also could not help feeling herself getting wet at the thought of his hands on her body again. She was confused why did she want him to touch her again though she wanted Roland more.

It was his voice again that pulled her from her thoughts her eyes locked to him as he told Nancy then to touch her between her legs. She knew Nancy did not want to she wanted everything but not with Clara only Tyron and she knew though Tyron should not be her first. She took a deep breath as she stepped away from Nancy taking a step closer to Tyron. She took all her courage right now not to tremble with fear as she stood right before him as she bends over so she could whisper in his ear.

“if you want to taste then come do it yourself be a man and don’t let some little girls bring you your honey to taste like a little boy….”

Her hands shivered slightly so she gripped the chair tighter so he might not notice as she then added.

“Or was I mistaking Albert oops I mean Mr. Tyron are you a little boy that isn’t man enough to take what he wants…. And has to send an innocent girl instead.?!”

She knew this would probably hit her back in a different way as she hoped and maybe even hoped but it was to late now and now, she only could wait to see his reaction to what she did and said.
 
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