Natasha lay motionless on the floor of the dungeon contemplating the events that had just taken place. She had just allowed a lowborn man to fuck her. A man snuck into her home to steal her possessions and he was rewarded not with his head being removed but by being allowed to lay with the lady of the keep. After a few moments regaining her breath and raised herself to a seated position. Looking around at her squalid surroundings, the keys on the floor by the door caught her eye. “I need to get back to my chambers.” She thought. Quickly, Natasha darted towards the door, scooping the keys off the floor and peering out to see if the sleeping guard had awoken from his drunken stupor. He had not, and the way was clear. She locked the door to the dungeons behind her and placed the keys back on the table where she had found them, now no one would know of the debauchery that had just taken place beneath their very noses. Bunching the front of her dress together to cover her breasts, Natasha moved silently throughout the corridors until she approached the entrance to her chambers. She stood around the corner from her door where the guards stood.
“I cannot stride up to my chambers with the front of my dress torn in such a way, the guards are sure to notice. I need a way to enter without the guards noticing.” She pondered. A spark of ingenuity came to her in that moment. The guards were used to her husband lording a sense of superiority over them so she reasoned that it would not arouse suspicion if the lady of the house were to have a moment in which she were more abrupt or downright rude with them, would they? With haste Natasha slipped her arms out of the dress and turned it around so that the back was now to the front. Tucking the ripped fabric down her back she was able to hide the ripped material completely. Without holding a second longer she marched towards the door to her chambers and with a loud commanding voice she exclaimed. “Avert your eyes guard. My husband does not pay you to stare at his wife and nor would he appreciate your lingering gaze.” Before she had even finished her sentence, all of the guards began to stare directly at floor until she had passed. Without wasting any time Natasha quickly entered the room and sealed the door behind her. Letting out a small chuckle, Natasha leant up against the door to her chambers. “It worked. By the gods. It worked.” She turned around and rested her head on the door. An incredible wave of relief washed over her as she came to the realisation that she has made it back safely, she managed to sneak through the entire keep with tattered clothing and returned to her chambers without anyone discovering where she had been or what she had done. Stepping slowly away from the door, Natasha released her grip on her torn dress, allowing it to fall to the floor. While it was merely her night dress falling from her person, to her it felt like a great weight was lifted. Like a burden she had been bearing for years had finally fallen away leaving her feeling freer than she had felt in years. Scooping her dress up from the floor and began to saunter over to her bed before sitting down on the edge. Pausing briefly before throwing herself back to lie flat on the bed, Natasha stared at the ceiling before speaking aloud to herself.
“I need to hide this.” She uttered.
Rising quickly to her feet, Natasha dashed over to the fire burning lightly in the fireplace and placed the dress upon it. The dull fire held little left in the way of flame but what was left was enough to set alight her nightdress. Watching as the flame slowly engulfed the garment, Natasha reached for the fire poker and began to mix the ashes of the burnt wood in and amongst the charred remains of her dress. Once the dress was well and truly hidden amongst the ashes, place the poker back in its place next to the fire and return to her bed.
“No one will suspect a thing, I’ll go to sleep now and wake up in the morning like nothing happened.” She whispered to herself.
Crawling onto the bed, she slipped beneath the covers and lay her head down upon the pillow. The night had been long and taxing but with all the excitement Natasha had not realised quite how late the hour had become. Once she had gotten comfortable in bed sleep fell upon her quickly, her last thought before she drifted off into slumber was that her recent house guest would visit her again in her dreams for another sordid escapade.
Sleep only visited Natasha for a brief few hours before dawn broke and the servants began going about their daily routines. As she began to stir from her slumber, the door to her chambers opened and her handmaiden Tyanna entered the room.
“My lady your breakfast is…. Oh, my lady!” Tyanna said.
As her handmaiden was entering the room, Natasha sat upright in her bed and turned to sit on the edge of it. Still being half asleep, she had completely forgotten that she had removed her dress the night before. There she now sat without a stitch of clothing before her servant. Realising quickly what the issue was, she grabbed her covers and dragged them over her person hide her form.
“Apologies my lady. I did not realise that you slept without your dress last night.” Tyanna exclaimed.
“Do not apologise Tyanna. The fault is mine. With all the commotion last night, I found myself flustered and stifling in my dress so I removed it in the night.” Natasha replied.
“Then I shall fetch you your clothes for the day my lady and then you can take breakfast on your balcony.” Tyanna offered.
“Thank you Tyanna, that would be most kind of you.” Natasha said.
The young handmaiden returned placing a brown dress with white flowing sleeves down upon the bed before departing the room for her lady to dress. The lady of the house quickly donned the dress that had been laid before her. She slowly made her way to a small mirror adorning the wall in the corner of the room so she may get a good look at herself. With the quick transition from nude to clothed, Natasha felt as though her deception was now complete. She was once again had the appearance of a noble woman. A woman of status and influence. Everyone would see her as one of the aristocratic elite and not the back alley tavern wench she became when she entered the dungeons last night. Taking one final look, she smirked slyly at herself before leaving the room and ascending to the balcony for her breakfast.
Soaking in the glorious light of the morning sun, Natasha sat on her balcony savouring every bite of her breakfast. She sat enjoying her food like a hero returning from a battle they never expected to survive, getting away scot free after placing her entire life in jeopardy. As she finished the final bite, Natasha noticed her handmaiden approaching flanked by Captain Rayne.
“My lady, I must speak with you urgently regarding the thief we apprehended last night.” Rayne stated.
“Of course captain.” Natasha replied. As the captain continued to approach her table, terror began to rise. Had she been discovered? Had the drunken guard spotted her leaving the dungeon?
“My lady, the thief is gone. I have had the guards scour the entire keep trying to find the miscreant but alas we have had no luck.” Rayne said apologetically.
Upon hearing that the estate’s entire guard could not find Edward filled Natasha with an immense sense of relief. This had all but confirmed it to her that she had truly gotten away with her sordid escapade.
“This is unacceptable Captain! This man entered my room while I slept to rob me and the gods only know what could have happened had I not called for the guards. I demand that you find this man and bring him back here to hang for what he has done!” Natasha roared. The captain was seen by both the women with him to be visible shaken. He could endure being lectured or berated by the lord of Constance keep however he had never seen Lady Natasha raise her voice at any member of the guard, let alone the captain.
“Of course my lady. We shall redouble our efforts and find this bastard.” Rayne responded while snapping to attention before saluting the woman sitting before him and then departing to head the search for Edward.
Such a show of force to the captain of her guard left Natasha shaking slightly, she could feel the adrenaline rushing through her body.
“Tyanna, would you mind gathering my sewing kit?” Natasha asked. “I am going to take my leave and move to the gardens.”
The gardens are often a peaceful environment seeing naught but calm in all directions however today the gardens felt like a port in the storm. In every direction she looked, Natasha could see guards posted at each of the gates to the keep and outside each of the buildings that littered the grounds. Seeing this much of a response from her household guard was pleasing. Knowing that the captain of the guard now believes that the man they are looking for is an incredibly skilled rogue. From their perspective, they have locked a man up in a dungeon buried deep beneath a one of the most heavily defending and securely built keeps in the kingdom but even that could not contain him. No one in the keep would ever guess that it was her that freed him.
“My lady, will they find him?” Tyanna asked meekly.
“Of course they will, these guards are some of the best in the kingdom and are now fully aware that this reprobate is out there.” Natasha responded confidently. “They will find him and he will hang for what he has done. Rest assured of that Tyanna.”
Hearing the words of comfort helped but the young hand maiden still felt uneasy knowing that a man was able to enter what should have been the most secure room in the entire keep.
“Thank you my lady but I will feel far better when that bastard swings from the gallows.” Tyanna stated. While her handmaiden sat fretting Natasha calmly carried on with her sewing. She knew she had nothing to worry about however her calm demeanour gave the staff some sense of confidence that the guards will be successful and will bring in the man who had the gall to intrude in their home. As the day wore on, the rush of the guards moved further and further from the gardens as their search spread to the grounds surrounding the outer walls. By the time the guards were out of view, the sun had begun to set in the sky meaning that it was time to leave the peace of the gardens and head inside for dinner.
While she was simply going about her daily routine that would have otherwise felt unexceptional, Natasha still had a spring in her step and was walking taller than before. As she made her way down the long hallways of her home, she spotted the red headed servant girl walking towards her. The girl’s head was angled straight down with her gaze completed averted from Natasha’s.
“You there, girl.” Natasha called. The servant was noticeably shaken, it had been less than twenty four hours since she had been caught with her lover in her lord’s study.
“Yes my lady?” The girl replied timidly.
“You and your friend were foolish to make love in my husband’s study.” She began. “His personal stable on the north side of the keep is a far more secluded space. Reginald’s horse is the only one that is ever stabled there and you know as well as I do that all of the staff that normally tend the stables go with him on his trips.”
The servant stared up at Natasha stunned at what she had just said.
“My lady I…” The servant started.
“Do not answer me back girl. You two are young, once dinner is done and things begin to calm down later this evening, I want the two of you to adjourn to the stables.” Natasha said with a smile on her face.
“Thank you my lady.” She responded gratefully. Without a word more, the two carried on walking their separate ways.
The guards opened the door to the dining hall as Natasha entered. She was the last to arrive, all of the people that she would share her evening meal were seated at the table awaiting their host so that they may begin eating. Taking her seat at the head of the table, Natasha pick up her silverware and cast her gaze upon Captain Rayne.
“Captain, give me a report on your search.” Natasha demanded.
“I am afraid I do not have good news my lady. My men have searched the keep and its attached grounds in its entirety and we were unable to find your intruder. We will continue the search and see if we can pick up his trail.” Rayne responded.
“Do not bother captain. This man was able to slip out of our dungeon and we have no idea as to how. Do you really think we are going to be able to track him once he escaped our keep?” She countered.
“My lady I understand your hesitance but I think that…” The captain began.
“My hesitance? Captain you forget yourself. My husband may have placed you in charge of the guards in this keep however I speak for him while he is absent. As much as you may want to find the man who wounded your pride, I will not allow you to spread our forces so thin that we cannot defend ourselves from whoever may come at us next. The further out you search, the fewer men we have in and around the keep. That is the end of the matter captain and I will hear no more of it.” Natasha commanded. For the second time in the whole time she had known him, Captain Rayne was again visibly shaken by the strong stance taken by a person he has known to be quite docile in the past.
“Of course my lady. After dinner I will recall all of the guards from their searches and return them to their post.” The captain uttered meekly.
“That is good to hear captain. I do not believe this man will return, he barely go away with his life this time and I would be very surprised if he would be stupid enough to return to the scene of the crime.” Natasha slyly responded. Following the heated exchange between the two, the remainder of the meal was quiet with only the most banal of topics being raised. Once she had finished her meal, Natasha stood up and addressed the table.
“Today has been a trying day so you will all excuse me if I take me leave” She announced. The others sat around the table uttered the pleasantries to her as she left the room.
Walking to her chambers, Natasha could still feel the rush of displaying her authority over Captain Rayne. Having put him in his place twice, especially in front of other important members of staff within the keep gave her a sense of relief. She had chastised the man for not finding Edward this morning and then corrected his strategy in the evening. In her mind she had covered all of her bases and allayed all suspicion that she had any involvement in the escape of their prisoner. Before reaching her chambers, Natasha paused and decided to head to her balcony to enjoy that last light of the day in peace. Ascending the final steps to her lofty retreat, Natasha stepped out onto her balcony and was met by the cool shade this area of the keep enjoyed in the evening. Taking a seat, she began to gaze out over the lush green landscape of her keep and the snow-capped mountains that lay off in the horizon. Before long her gaze fell to the battlements beside her, the structure itself was nothing special, quite typical of a keep of this style but something drew her eye. Rising to her feet, Natasha moved to the suspicious section of the battlements and placed her hand upon it. The brickwork was normally in pristine condition however on closer inspection she noticed that there were two scratches and stone chips on the floor.
“This must have been how he got in.” Natasha muttered to herself running her hand over the scratches. Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted two people sneaking through the tree line. Straining her eyes to try on focus on the couple, Natasha recognised the crimson hair of the servant girl leading her lover by the hand towards the northernmost stables.
“Enjoy yourself girl. You shouldn’t be disturbed up there.” Natasha said with a smirk on her face.
“Do you need anything my lady?” Tyanna asked. Natasha had been so focused on the marks she found on the battlements and the young lovers she saw sneaking off for a sordid rendezvous, she hadn’t noticed that her handmaiden had walked up behind her.
“By the gods Tyanna. You startled me.” Natasha shrieked.
“My apologies my lady, I did not mean to scare you. Especially in light of recent events. I just came to see if you needed anything.” The handmaiden said apologetically.
“Yes, yes. It has been a very long day. I would like you prepare me a bath, I feel I need to unwind.” Natasha asked. Tyanna bowed her head and retreated back into the keep.
Natasha remained on her balcony until Tyanna came for her to inform her that her bath was ready. The bath within the keep was an item that both Natasha and Reginald were very proud of. The bathroom was a small room with stone steps half way across its length. At the top of the steps a large stone bath was built into the raised floor. As Natasha entered the room and made her way to the steps, Tyanna came up behind her and began to loosen the laces at the back of her lady’s dress. Once the laces were undone the brown dress fell to the floor and Natasha did nothing to stop it. With her garment on the floor she stepped over it and moved towards the bath. As her supple frame slipped into the bath, her soft skin was met by the welcome feeling of the warm water. Tyanna sat down on the edge of the bath with a cloth in her hand and began to wash Natasha.
“How are you feeling after all that has happened my lady?” Tyanna enquired.
“Quite alright at the moment Tyanna, Thank you. I admit that the whole affair has me rattled but I do not believe that our recent house guest will be back.” Natasha replied.
“House guest? You are far too charitable my lady, that bastard entered this keep without and invitation with the intent to rob you. He should be hung.” Tyanna scoffed.
“Oh he is.” Natasha mumbled to herself.
“Pardon my lady?” Tyanna asked.
“Nothing, nothing. The word is hanged by the way. Not hung.” She responded. The two carried on, occasionally exchanging words but both women were weary after the day’s event for different reasons. When Tyanna was done washing Natasha, she stood up and went to fetch a towel from the far side of the room, as she returned she was stopped in her tracks.
“Tyanna, place the towel on the steps if you would be so kind. I would like a few moments to myself, I will call for you when I am ready.” Natasha instructed.
“Of course my lady.” Tyanna replied. She placed the towel on the bottom step and left the room, closing the door behind her. Once the door had been closed, Natasha rested her head on the stone flooring behind her and let out a sigh.
“It’s been difficult but I think it’s all blown over. Just have to keep up the smile and go about my day as I normally would and no one will ever be any the wiser.” She said aloud to herself. Before long, Natasha had grown tired of the silence and decided it was time to return to her chambers. She rose to her feet and set down on the edge of the bath, the warm water still glistening on her naked body. Reaching for a bottle of oil that sat beside her next to the bath, she began to rub it into her skin. Natasha would do this often when she bathed to keep her skin soft and supple. As she was sitting alone with her thoughts, her mind began to drift to thoughts of her time with Edward. As she was sat alone in the bathroom, she did not push the thoughts of the passionate night she had spent in the dungeons the night before. Her heart began to race and she could feel her breathing getting quicker. She did not have access to the long cock that ravished her last night despite how much she began to crave it, goose bumps formed on her arms, she ran her hand from her shoulder down her arms feeling them. She could not believe the effect that just the thought of that wild animalistic fuck was doing to her. With one hand feeling her arm she raised the other from her naval to her breasts, both of her nipples were harder than the stone she was sat on. The thoughts and sensations running through her mind were breath-taking, the hand resting on her breast pinched her nipple gently. The other hand that sat at the top of her arm fell to her naval before slowly drifting southward. She began to tease her hand between her legs, even the lightest touch began to tingle within her loins. She continued to run her fingers over her sex, reliving every moment of the primal fucking she was party to. Feeling her arousal only build as she played with herself, Natasha slowed her movements and pushed her middle finger inside her warmth. As the finger entered her she let out a small moan. She began to make slow movements in and out with her finger. All of this slow movement was doing nothing but compound her arousal. She lowered her back down onto the stone tiles, the sensation of the cold stone would normally cause her to flinch but her mind was elsewhere and did not bother her in the slightest. Natasha lifted one of her legs out of the water and lay her foot down on the bath’s edge in an effort to expose herself for easy access. Out of the corner of her eye she spotted the bottle of oil that she had used a few moments before, without hesitation she snatched the bottle from the side of the bath and ripped off the top. She began to pour generous amounts of oil onto her hands but the way she was lying she could not see that the bottle was not properly lined up and as the oil began to drain from the bottle, some of its content spilled onto her chest. At this point Natasha didn’t care that the oil had run onto her body, she cast the bottle aside and began to make good use of the slippery wet substance that was pooled upon her. One hand ran up her stomach through the warm oil and firmly grasped her breast, pinching her nipple tightly before rubbing the oil into her other breast and giving the second nipple the same treatment. While her first hand was busy caressing her supple breasts, the second hand which caught most of the oil returned to its place of origin and began to probe deeper inside her. The abundance of oil on her body made the act of pleasing herself so much easier. Her fingers slid in and out so effortlessly, her hand slid over her soft with no resistance. As she was fucking herself, she thought of the people who would have been standing outside the room. There must have been three of them, Tyanna and the two guards who name she frankly cared very little for at this point in time. If she was going to get anything from them at this point it would be their cocks. She knew that she should and she definitely would not order them to enter the room and disrobe but the thought of doing so catapulted her arousal to new heights. This new attitude she had developed was one of the greatest thing to happen to her in years. She loved the thought of being the good little lady in public for the kingdom to see and becoming a depraved slut behind closed doors. All of the erotic notions filling her head only aided the powerful orgasm that was building between her legs. Her oiled hands we working wonders on her body, before long she could feel the same sensation she felt when her face was pressed into the ground while Edwards cock was thrusting furiously in and out of her warm cunt. As the feeling continued its ascent, her hands began to pulsate in and out faster and faster. The stronger the feeling became the vigorous her hands moved. Natasha felt her climax erupt and take over her entire body. She continued to fuck herself deeply with her fingers trying to prolong the pleasure, she arched her back driving her shoulders down into the stone. Once the waves of pleasure had subsided, Natasha slipped her fingers out and ran her hand up her body to her breasts cupping them once more before sliding into the bath to wash the excess oil from her body. Once she was done, she began to dry herself with the towel Tyanna had left on the steps before calling out.
“Tyanna, I am finished.” She shouted
“Did you enjoy the peace my lady? I am sure it was a welcome break from the busyness that today has brought.” Tyanna said as she entered the room.
“Oh yes, it was nice just to be alone with myself.” Natasha replied. As Tyanna walked closer, she noticed that Natasha’s cheeks were bright red.
“I’m sure it was my lady.” She said slyly with a smirk on her face. The sly remark did not go unnoticed by Natasha however she could not react to it lest her handmaiden know that she has given into her baser instincts. Without a word more from either of the two women, they exited the room followed by the two guards who stood watch outside and proceeded directly to Natasha’s bed chambers. When they reached the doors to her chambers, one of the guards spoke up.
“Will that be all my lady?” The guard asked. Natasha spun around and eyed the guard from head to toe before responded.
“Yes thank you guardsman. I feel your services are no longer required.” She replied coyly. The guards appeared confused by the tone in which she replied however the two of them bowed their head to her and wished her a good night before taking their place outside her door. Natasha and entered the room accompanied by her handmaiden, she made her way directly to her bed and sat down.
“Thank you for everything you have done today Tyanna.” She said.
“Of course my lady, you do not need to thank me. Sleep well my lady.” Tyanna replied before departing the room. Once she was alone, Natasha lay down properly on her bed and stared at the ceiling.
“You will return to me Edward, and when you do, I will ravish you once more.” She whispered to herself.
Waking up the next day, Natasha went about her daily routine as she always did. Breakfast, tending her gardens, sewing, dinner and then returning to bed. This continued day after day. Soon the days turned into weeks and the weeks turned into months. Two and a half months after the night her home was broken in to, the sun dawned over the eastern mountains as it always has. Natasha carried on with her daily routine, eating her breakfast out on the balcony before heading to the gardens. She was a creature of habit, that much was obvious to everyone. When she entered the gardens she would always tend to the rose bush at the far end before any other. She approached her prized roses but upon close inspection, something was out of place. She noticed something jutting up out of the soil. She reached into the planter and pulled out a small piece of paper, unfolding it she found a message written on it. *Be ready for me tonight my lady lover. Make sure there are no guards outside your door at midnight.* She hurriedly placed the note in her dress. Looking around to ensure she was alone, Natasha began to chuckle as she began to feel glee she hadn’t felt since the last time was with Edward. Now that she knew her lover would be returning, the hours in the day began to drag, minutes felt like hours. When she was told that dinner was ready to be served she sprinted to the table where she practically inhaled her food. With her food eaten she had Tyanna run her a bath so that she was clean and felt presentable for the encounter she was due to have in the night. After her bath, she went to the balcony to ensure that the tables and chairs were far out of the way of the battlements so that Edward would have no trouble entering the keep. Over the last few hours she had been incredibly nervous but she was sure that all of her preparations were complete. She descended the stairs from the balcony and made her way to her bed chambers, she nodded to the two guards as she passed before entering her room and closing the door behind her.
Natasha sat by her window watching as the moon slowly drifted across the sky. As the time drew nearer and nearer to the moment Edward would arrive, her nerves mounted. After what felt like hours upon agonising hours, the time was finally upon her. She strode confidently over to the door to her chambers and took a deep breath before opening it.
“Guards, I thought I saw something outside my window. I want the two of you to move and patrol the ground floor immediately.” Natasha ordered. The guards saluted her and departed their station to carry out their orders. With the guards gone, she sat on her bed and waited. Within a few moments she could hear movement outside of her door, she shot to her feet and moved to the centre of the room where she could get a clear look at it. The door opened slowly and through it stepped the familiar face of her roguish lover followed closely by another man whom she’d never seen before, the second made closed the door behind him and turned the key in the lock before removing it and throwing it on the seat by the window.
“Good to see you again my lady, it’s been a while hasn’t it?” Edwards said playfully.
“Too long you bastard. I set you free and this is how long you make me wait?” Natasha scolded. Her eyes drifted to the second man, he was as tall as Edward but he was dark of skin. A man with his skin must have been from the Eastern Tropic Islands.
“Who is your friend?” She asked.
“This my lady is Tagg.” Edward responded.
“I have known Edward many years my lady, he has regaled me of the tale of how he earned his freedom when last her visited your lovely home. I readily accompanied him when I found out he intended to return. After a night with this fool I felt you would need the touch of a real man.” Tagg chuckled.
“Well if you claim to be more of a man than Edward then this will be quite the night for me I imagine.” Oliva mused. “I have waited months for this night, let us delay no longer and adjourn to the bed.” She said forcefully. The lady swiftly led the two men to the bed where she sat with the both of them sat on either side of her.
“Ah a rose between two thorns.” Tagg said gazing into her eyes.
“I do not intend to be a rose tonight sir. I fully intend to fall from grace.” She countered.
“Then let us skip the small talk and get down to it.” Edward said placing his hand on her knee. He ran his hand up her thigh before planting a kiss on her lips. As the two were kissing he slipped his tongue into her mouth. With her lips locked with Edward’s, Natasha felt Tagg’s hand raise up to her shoulder pulling the fabric of her dress upon it down her arm, as it fell past her elbow, one of her breasts became exposed. Natasha eyes were closed as she was still kissing the rogue who first tempted her into adultery, with her attention focused elsewhere, she did not notice that Tagg had moved his mouth over her exposed breast. She jumped slightly when she felt his tongue first begin to dance over her erect nipple. The feeling of his tongue on her skin was arousing her further. She pulled away from Edward and turned toward the dark handsome man to her right and softly kissed him. With him now able to focus his attention elsewhere, Edward grabbed the fabric still upon her second shoulder and lowered it to her elbow. With her dress now off her shoulders, both of her exquisite breasts were exposed and it was now his turn. He cupped the breast furthest away from him and began to play with her nipple with his fingers. Edward’s mouth quickly fell on the closest breast proceeded to run his tongue over her nipple before gently biting it. Natasha needed to do something with her hands so she moved the both of them to feel the bulges swelling in the between the legs and she felt that they were astounding, she could not wait to feel them inside her. With Edward playing with her breasts, she felt Tagg’s hand on her knee before it ran up her leg to finally land on top of her underwear, he knew that she was wearing it and he proceeded to rub his hand over her mound. The feeling of his hand rubbing her softly over that thin layer of cloth was driving her insane. He planted a kiss on her neck before running a line of kisses up settling on her jawline. With his accomplice busy laying kiss upon the noble lady, Edward stood up and pushed Natasha onto her back before lift her ass slightly into the air to remove her underwear. With the small amount of cloth removed, Natasha’s womanhood was completely exposed. She was expecting the man to remove his trousers and plunge his cock into her but instead his mouth fell on top of her and she felt his tongue begin to play with her labia. She was absolutely astounded, not by his skill but by the sheer act of what he was doing, this was something that Reginald had never done before and she was loving every second of it. As Edward’s tongue was working wonders in her loins, Natasha saw Tagg climb onto the bed and drop to his knees inches from her face. Tagg had not even removed his trousers and Natasha was already kissing his sizable bulge, he raised his hands and began to unbutton them. As he lowered his trousers, he freed an enormous black cock that Natasha immediately went to work running her tongue up and down its impressive length. His magnificent cock was roughly the same size as Edward’s but it certainly had more in the way of girth. Her tongue was wandering all over his cock but there had been enough foreplay, she grabbed it tightly at the base and placed it’s head in her mouth, to get it in she felt like she needed to unhook her jaw but once she had his meat in her mouth for a few seconds, she was able to conquer it. Her head began to rise and fall on his ebony length with her hand moving in unison.
“By the gods Edward, where did a noble woman learn to suck cock like this? I have been to some of the finest brothels in the kingdom and none of the whores I have had know how to work a dick like this.” Tagg exclaimed. He received no reply because Edward’s mouth was still busy pleasuring Natasha, she had no frame of reference but she knew he must have been good. She was almost angry when he stopped and stood up, with Tagg climbing off the bed with him. Both men removed their clothes and cast them aside. Natasha has spent the last few minute focusing on Tagg’s cock, she was dying to see the cock that ruined her for the average cocks of the nobility. Edwards’s trouser fell and the manhood she had been enamoured with for the last two and half months was finally freed. The two men stood in front of her with their throbbing cocks standing fully erect and ready to ravish her. Both of them descended upon her, Edward grabbed her dress and dragged it off her. Now Natasha was lying on the bed completely naked and exposed. The two men stood over her and she reached up to grab both dicks, she stroked the both of the slowly at first before speeding up to the point where she was wanking them furiously.
“Oh by the gods. Fuck me you stupid men! Will one of you just fuck me?” Natasha shouted. The both of them laughed, Tagg climbed onto the bed and grabbed a handful of her hair at the back of her head with one hand and lined his cock up with her mouth with his other hand. Once the two were aligned, Tagg rammed his big black dick into Natasha’s mouth, it reached all the way to the back of her throat. He smirked as he thought that he had shown her who was boss by ramming his length into her mouth but she almost instinctively opened her throat to welcome it in. He could not believe the sensation, this woman was a goddess and she displayed innate skill in what she was doing. While Tagg was impaling Natasha’s mouth, Edward slowly manoeuvred himself in front of her warm wet opening, he rub the head of his cock against it to tease her and let her know that she was finally going to get what she had been longing for nearly three months. Without a word he push his cock inside her, inch after inch pressed its way deeper and deeper until she could feel his balls make contact with her ass. Natasha removed Tagg’s meat from her mouth, she ran her hand up and down his length still slick with her spit.
“Oh god, that’s it.” She screamed. Knowing that he had her right where he wanted her, Edward began to draw his cock outward and pound it back into its original position over and over. Groaning at the intense fucking she was receiving, Natasha threw her head back on Tagg’s cock taking it all the way into her throat once more. As she sucked his dick she could taste his pre-cum drip from the end, it served only to further lubricate his manhood as she removed it from her mouth to work his shaft.
“Edward.” She moaned. “Get on the bed. I want this black cock inside me.”
Edward pulled his cock out of her warm cunt as he was dragged onto the bed by Natasha. She positioned herself on her hands and knees with her ass high in the air. She firmly grasped Edward’s hard cock that lay in front of her. She stared deep into his eyes and she started to run her hand up and down the length, it required no lubrication as it was wet with her juices but nevertheless she placed her head above it and spat on the tip. She rubbed her fingers over the tip to lather its head before returning to the act of milking his beautiful cock. With her free hand she cupped his balls and began to fondle them much to his approval. She was completely distracted by her work on the man that lay upon her bed so she did not notice as Tagg came up behind her and squeezed his enormous package inside.
“Holy fuck. You’re going to split me in half.” Natasha cried. Upon hearing her speak, Tagg started to withdraw. “Did you hear me tell you to fucking stop? Use that fucking horse cock you stupid man.” She demanded. Letting out a hearty chuckle Tagg thrust his length all the way back inside her. She let out a cry of intense pleasure as he grabbed her hips and proceeded to slam his member in and out of her dripping wet womanhood. With his friend punishing her from one end, Edward rose to his knees and rammed his cock down Natasha’s throat. While he was a well-endowed man, he was no Tagg and his cock easily fell down her throat as he began to thrust inside her. There she was finally being treated how she wanted to. She enjoyed the noble life but she desperately want to be treated like a whore when she entered the bedroom, her only regret was that this desire was only awakened during her wild fuck in the dungeons a few months earlier. The feeling of two men spit roasting her was incredible but she wanted more to push her into climax. An instinct took over and she moved her hand between her legs to rub her fingers over her clitoris. After no more than thirty seconds she felt the long awaited feeling of her orgasm returning, with no more effort than a few strokes of her fingers, her whole body erupting in a shuddering orgasm. He toes curled up as she reached around to Edwards ass in a futile effort to draw his cock further in, he could go no further as she had swallowed his whole length. The two men did not last much longer than she did with Tagg being the first one to unload a huge shot of cum into her. After blowing his load, Tagg staggered backwards and leant up against the bedpost. Natasha wanted Edward to ram his cock back into her so that she could ride him to completion but her hopes were about to be dashed. He grabbed the back of her head with both hands as his thrust increasing their speed. She knew what was about to happen, he was going to cum inside her. With no more than a few thrust she heard him groan as she felt several spurts of cum splash into her throat. When he cock was finished unloading everything he had to offer he pulled his cock from her throat and fell back onto the bed. With her hand still playing with her worn pussy Natasha collapsed onto the bed.
“Oh we need to find the two of you a job her in the keep. I need this regularly.” She announced as the two men absconded gathering their possessions.
“Find us in the town’s inn should you want us again.” Edward cried.
“Count on it.” Natasha uttered as she played with her pussy.
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