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[LadyBloodRayne]

Delilah nodded suddenly feeling her eyes grow heavy and she never even relized that she fell asleep.

 

[AntonioG]

"Oh yes, the bodies shan't be discovered tonight. Or ever for that matter."
Pierre removes his shirt revealing a slightly muscled upper body. "Well I must get a new one of these. Where did you learn to fight like that?"

 

[AntonioG]

Asleep, in a puddle of blood... wow. That takes some exhaustion.

 

[LadyBloodRayne]

In her slumber Delilah said quietly, " be still my beating heart, relax my tortured soul, a new day is breaking. " Then all was quiet and there was no movement coming from Delilah except the steady rise and fall of her chest with her breath.

 

[AntonioG]

Admiring Bella's form, Pierre begins to blush a little bit, also becoming most decidedly aroused. "Uh, yes of course. It's a bit of mess in here."

 

[LadyBloodRayne]

The chains bind her hands in back of her, the executiner grabs her roughly.

Deliliah, you have been charged and found guilty for murder, your sentence is death by beheading.

Delilah was placed in on the stone slab and just before the axe hit her neck,

Delilah came screaming out of her sleep. Cold sweat soaking the bed sheets.

 

[AntonioG]

Pierre goes to the clothier's first, retrieving Michel to have him hide the bodies. Then speaking with the innkeeper, he informs the man that the room he was given was a bit er.... well it's the wrong color entirely. "You see, I'm not fond of red... and this room is well, very red. Yes another room, with adjoining servants quarters please."


"Merci!"

Going back to Bella and Delilah, he leads them to the new room.

 

[LadyBloodRayne]

She again feels her body shake and she feels her wrists, the shakles had been removed but were still very sore. She looked around the darkend room. It wasn't a jail cell, so calmed down a little.

 

[LadyBloodRayne]

She felt her strength return and she finally had the bright smile she hadn't had in a while.

She stood up and didn't lose her balance. She looked incredibly full of life once again. But she still had that bit of uneasyness in her gut.

 

[LadyBloodRayne]

Delilah smiled excited and when she got to the new room she sank under the covers and fell into a peaceful sleep which she had been needing for awhile.

 

[AntonioG]

Pierre enters the room... "Okay ladies, we have a new room for the night. This one also has a servants quarters so we should be able to protect Delilah here. And Michel will stand guard outside our door. He is after all my enforcer if you will."

 

[AntonioG]

Once Delilah is settled in for the night, Pierre pulls the door closed and sits at the desk in the main room, lighting the candle, he places it on the table beside the bed, and sits there.

"Come sit with me... you must surely be tired as well. After that physical exertion. I believe you were saying, you would consider marriage to be a proper situation for us."

 

[LadyBloodRayne]

Delilah falls into adeep sleep with a soft smile playing on her lips. Her mind, body, heart, and soul were now at peace. She dreamed of the new life that was awaiting her. She dreamed of her dream man.

He had long black hair, crystal blue eyes, and pale skin. She wondered if she would ever meet a guy like that.

 

[AntonioG]

Pierre thinks about this for a moment, he just gave her her liberty, would he revoke it for sexual pleasure. Oh he thought so, Isabella is a beautiful creature, and he would still marry her. He inclines his head slightly, at her soft touch. Then semi-forcefully says... "Why do you talk so freely with me? There is no respect there." He leans forward and kisses her neck.

 

[AntonioG]

His kiss on her neck becomes a nibble, trying to express to her she is only a slave for the time being, tomorrow a wedding will occur. Pierre lets on hand slide up her side, coming to rest on one of her breasts, squeezing and kneading.

 

[AntonioG]

Pierre lets his pants come off, his fully erect member a sign of his arousal and pleasure. He pinches one of her nipples, continuing to nibble on his neck and slowly begins to move down her body, paying close attention to her breasts

 

[AntonioG]

Taking each rosy nipple into his mouth one at a time, suckling and nibbling, her moans raising his desire. He pushes her to the bed, his fully hardened cock pressing against the folds of her femininity. Pierre kisses her on the lips, his tongue slowly parting them, and sliding inside her mouth.

 

[AntonioG]

Slowly, he reaches down, grabbing his cock, he slowly parts the outer lips of her pussy. Not yet entering her, he heard it can be painful the first time, and he doesn't want to hurt her too bad... Pierre finally slips inside of her, causing her vaginal wall to stretch in order to accomodate him. "Mmmm... Mon petite Belle..." he whispers as he slides inch by inch deeper inside of her.

 

[AntonioG]

Once completely inside of her, Pierre begins to slowly pump his hips back and forth, a soft moan escaping from his lips, staring into her beautiful eyes. After a couple of pumps his cock begins to glide easier in and out, each thrust seeming deeper. "Mmmm...Mon Dieu...Oui.... Isabella, c'est tout bon!"

 

[AntonioG]

His throbbing cock drives faster and harder, into her wet slit, his moans becoming louder almost desperate. Pierre bites his lower lip and his body begins to tense with a release that is sure to explode any minute. Eyes locked on hers "Faire bébés." he whispers softly.

 

[AntonioG]

His body begins to quiver as little beads of sweat form on his forehead, moaning loudly as his release arrives, shooting his cum deep inside her contracting pussy, he collapses on top of her as his eyelids flutter. Panting he kisses her neck, and smiles softly.

 

[AntonioG]

Pierre rests his head on the pillowy softness of her breasts, his breathing slowly returning to normal. That was the first time, he'd done anything like that, and is determined it won't be the last. He reaches up to stroke her chin, smiling at her, his eyes conveying his pleasure. "Merci."

 

[AntonioG]

"Perhaps, mon esclave, we should rest, we have a busy day tomorrow. We must get Delilah some clothes, and pick your up from the clothiers, and then a long trip to my castle in the newly founded village of Paris." Pierre sighs contentedly, listening to her heartbeat through her the softness of her pert breasts.

 

[AntonioG]

Pierre snuggles into Bella, wondering how they should appear when they leave tomorrow. Perhaps just as they arrived, as two individuals together. "So mon cher, you will be honest if your clothing is not to your satisfaction, oui?"

 

[AntonioG]

"Nothing more than a lifetime of being used for my pleasure, a brood of petite filles et fils, lazing about the banks of the Seine, more decadance than you can imagine, a wedding in my chapel, Notre Petite Dame de Paris. Also just about anything you desire."

He smiled, "A lifetime of happiness, mon petite belle."