~Subject: FANTASIA: Lords and Ladies (Part 4/10)
~From: an117711@anon.penet.fi
~Keywords:  (sm, rape, bondage etc)

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                      LORDS AND LADIES
                           Part 4


   After her public whipping, Lady Aldenby was no longer that
haughty, aristocratic woman whom Lord Aldenby had married. She was
no broken to his liking, and the lord kept it that way.

   Night after night he would call one of us to her room, and would
allow us to sit and watch while he had his way with his wife's
body.

   At some point he would usually command her to look straight at
the watcher as he fucked her. Lady Aldenby's horror and humiliation
was finally topped by Lord Aldenby's forcing her to orgasm. To
watch the lady's face as unwittingly she was driven to climax again
and again, was a study calculated to produce a hard penis in any
man.

   And when he was through with her, the lord commanded us to take
the naked, panting body. Gloatingly he would watch as I got on top
of her, listening to her moans and sounds of shame. He would give
her instructions as I took her, making her twist her hips or arch
her body, or roll her breasts against me, or open her luscious
mouth for my kiss. And it was fine to have this once so proud woman
sobbing and thrashing under my thrusts, and to shoot my gism far
into her wriggling cunt.

   One night Lord Aldenby made her lie on top of me and grind her
whole body against mine, then crouch above me and pump slowly up
and down, up and down on my cock, bouncing her full breasts and
squirming until I shot.

   Another night I was allowed to fuck the lady in the ass. I loved
having her crouched on all fours, head hanging, long hair dangling,
crying and howling with pain and degradation as I pushed my prick
hard all the way up her anal passage, and thrust and thrust back
and forth, holding her quivering breasts in my hands, vising the
nipples in my fingers, squeezing them as hard as I could to make
her groan and shriek and twist and buck until I shot.

   Then Lord Aldenby would usually make her crawl for us, on all
fours or on her stomach, or roll around on the floor like a whining
dog.

   Both of us would have her again before the night was finished.

   And what I did we all did.

   Lady Aldenby belonged to all of us now. If she saw us in the
hall, she had to kneel quickly until we had gone.

   At dinner she was always naked.

   Lord Aldenby amused himself by having her suck off the servants.

   Often he had her crawl around under the table all during dinner,
taking each of our cocks into her mouth and sucking us off slowly,
in turn.

   And once a month, without fail, she was strung up in front of us
all and whipped without mercy, after which she was brutally raped
by all of us, plus any man whom the lord could bring in from his
many acquaintances.

   In all the days I was there, I never tired of hearing the lady's
screams, or of raping her body, or of watching her various
humiliations, or of having her crawling and squirming in front of
me, crying, sobbing, babbling for an end to suffering which would
not come.

   I loved watching on the day Lord Aldenby had all of us line up
to piss on his young wife as she lay in a shallow pit in front of
his mansion.

   And I loved having her in my own room, hung up by her wrists and
dangling in horrid agony, taut, in pain, kicking vainly, twisting
in air, yelling, gasping, while I watched and burned her nipples
again and again and again and...