The Borgias

[Snork Maiden]

-Hi Everybody, this is a by invitation thread please don't jump in here and post without first contacting one of the participants.

There is an OOC thread for this SRP which can be found at the following link, please use that for any feedback, comments, critisms

http://www.literotica.com/forum/showthread.php?s=&threadid=83420

note from Snork Maiden

The Borgias is based on Historical fact and some licentious fiction. In reality Lucrezia Borgia was indeed married at the age of thirteen, but I felt that age might be offensive to some readers sensibilities. Although in the modern day such activities are illegal, and quite rightly so, it would be arrogant to assume that it has always been so.

In the interest of modest decency I have therefore raised Lucrezia’s age to 15 at the start of this thread. If people are uncomfortable with this I don’t apologise, I simply suggest they don’t read it. As I mentioned in the OOC thread this is a ‘risqué’ story thread and full of taboos. I hope the participants and readers of this thread to realise this is a fictional biography drawing on key facts from history to provide the framework.

 

[Snork Maiden]

Letter to Luca

Originally posted by ariosto in OOC - The Borgias Thread

Greetings little sister. Convey my best wishes to His Holiness our father. I shall be in Rome soon.

Your devoted brother Cesare

 

[Snork Maiden]

Lucrezia grinned to herself as her Father, Pope Alexander VI, sunk his cock into her young pussy. ‘mmmmmmmm Papa’, she cooed as the Holy Father committed yet another cardinal sin. Rodrigo Borgia stroked his daughter’s firm buttocks fondly as he withdrew his cock once more before sliding back into her slowly and deliberately. Lucrezia gasped with delight, it wasn’t often she had the opportunity to spend time alone with her father.

‘Luca, we must talk’, the Pope said thrusting himself into her again enjoying the lusciousness of her love tube as her muscles hugged the length of Papal cock which slid in and out of her.

‘Uh Huh’, Lucrezia replied casually, distracted by her Father’s activity, ‘what did you want to talk about father?’. She pressed her hips back onto his shaft as it started forward again causing her to punctuate her question with a loud sigh of pleasure.

‘It’s rather a delicate matter my dear’, Rodrigo replied thrusting more firmly into the wet sleeve that gripped him, his pace quickening slightly. ‘It’s regarding your betrothal to Alfonso of Aragon’

‘Hmmmmmmm, yes I recall you discussing the matter at length sometime ago with Cesare’, Lucrezia gyrated her hips as her father plunged deeply into her, his climax nearing. ‘He is not the son of the late King of Naples?’

‘Indeed he is my dear Lucrezia, and heir to the throne of Aragon, so you can see the benefits of such a union, not only for yourself but for us all’, her father responded, slowing his pace to save himself from shooting. He prided himself in pleasuring his women and felt the need for his own daughter to experience her own orgasm before his own. It was perhaps the one selfless indulgence he permitted himself, only metered by the desire to feel her spasm on his cock as he finally inseminated her.

Lucrezia began to buck her hips forcefully against her fathers cock. Feeling him deep inside her, she could feel her own excitement build as a wave of wetness flushed from her walls to bathe the paternal staff.

‘Is he to be introduced to me Father? I take it he is eligible, there are no obstacles to our union?’, quizzed Lucrezia, sighing with delight as she ground herself onto the shaft between her thighs

Rodrigo, sensing her ardour mounting, resumed his forceful pumping, holding her hips as he drilled deep into her pressing his cock against the base of her womb, he could feel the incestuous fluid rising and his balls begin to tighten, ‘I am awaiting news from your brother, Cesare, I have recalled him to Rome to meet with me to arrange a visit from young Alfonso.’ her father replied, feeling her walls tighten. ‘As to obstacles…’, he paused ‘only that impotent, fool of a husband of yours, Sforza.’

There was silence between them as the moment of union peaked, Lucrezia’s young pussy spasmed, the walls of her vagina rippling, squeezing her father’s large cock as he too stiffened, plunged deep and hard into her ejaculating thick streams of his sperm into her.

Finally, the moment passed, he withdrew his still swollen cock and wiped it on his cassock, which fell back around his legs. He surveyed the slightly engorged, pouting lips of his daughter’s pussy, admiring his handiwork as it dripped onto her thigh and carpeted floor of the bedchamber.

‘Father I received a note from Cesare this very morning, he says he will be returning home soon’.

She straighten herself turning to face her father and wrapped her arms around his neck kissing him passionately. ‘Giovanni, is such a dove, Father, but not a lover like you, don’t be too hard on him’

Her father laughed, ‘A dove, indeed a dove, but beware for there are hungry eagles waiting for such prey. Luca, I must leave for now. Some Cardinal business to take care of with that confounded French King on my back, but I shall expect you for dinner in the palace later with you Mother’

The Pope turned walking from Lucrezia apartments back toward the Vatican Palace.

 

[ariosto]

Cesare


Cesare Borgia, Archbishop of Valencia and Cardinal of Santa Maria Nuova turned to his mistress the darkly beautiful Ambrogia diFossana and sighed.
"Tomorrow my dear we'll be paraded through the streets of Rome and you'll need to play the part
of my chaste and virtuous auntie. Are you up to the job?"
The naked woman giggled and stretched like a panther next to the young man, laid her head on his broad chest and took his limp cock in her long tapering fingers.

"The question is are YOU up to it my precious Cardinalnephew."
Her voice was low and sultry much like his sister Lucrezia's. Both women could arouse him with a mere glance and a few words.
He ran his own fingers through the thick raven hair that spread in perfumed abandon across his chest and closed his eyes enjoying for the moment the skilled caress of Ambrogia's hands as they fondled and squeezed him to life for the third time that evening.

His mind...while it still could...wandered.
He was returning to Rome after a two month absence
In Milan and Pesaro acting as his father's Legati, seeking Il Morro's support against the French in Naples. He had taken a fine likeness of Lucrezia by Ghirlandaio to that terrible man and had come away with the impression that his sister would be kept busy in bed and heavy with child once she became wife to his nephew Giovanni. Kept very busy and not by the dainty Lord of Pesaro...but by his Uncle, the crusty old Duke himself.
He laughed out loud, if any one could handle both men it was his sister!

Ambrogia's lips had now joined her hands at their busy work and it was becoming increasingly difficult to concentrate...

His sister...he had special news to bring her and had arranged a secret meeting as soon as he arrived at the Vatican.
He'd stopped long enough in troubled Florence to hire the men they would need to further their plans. Very soon he, Cesare would be Alexander's oldest son and heir. He could cast off these foolish ugly red trappings and embark on the career he dreamed of!

"Cesare..caro mia. What is the matter? Look here! Is this all I receive for my efforts?"
Ambrogia sat petulantly on the bed cupping the Cardinal's half turgid cock in her hands. Her black hair almost succeeding in covering her large ripe breasts.
"I ask you...is it!?"

He grinned, his face that of a handsome Roman Satyr...white teeth, full lips, curling black hair. He was the best looking man in Italy. She was sure of it. She loved him desperately.
He sat up and grabbed her around the waist, lifting her up and sliding down between her legs.
"Perhaps my dear Aunt, I am spent for a few hours now but I still have it in my heart to please you. Now come on and let your lover give you the treat you deserve!"

His last thoughts as Ambrogia grasped the headboard and settled her warm rich vulva over his waiting mouth were of his sister. His beloved Lucrezia and how he wished it were she he was having for supper this night.

 

[Snork Maiden]

Narrative - Background History

Narrative - Background History

OOC: I felt it necessary to put some narrative in here because I have had many people ask about the Borgias - I won't bore you all with overload, where possible I will try and deliver the narrative through Lucrezia, but other information may be best delivered as narrative blocks such as this.

Roderigo Lenzuolo was born in Valencia, Spain around 1430. There is some debate that he was decended from royal blood on his mother's side. He showed an remarkable intelligence and quick mind at an early age especially in the science and law. He did infact become a judge but quickly changed career to follow a military profession. He found no satisfaction in this or his previous career and opted to 'retire' and become a man of leisure. This transpired after the death of his father and the inheritence of a not inconsiderable fortune.

Shortly after the death of his father, Roderigo became involved with a widow who had two daughters. after the widows death, (do we see a pattern here) Roderigo put the youngest daughter into a convent whilst taking the elder for his own Mistress. She was Rosa Vanozza the mother of five of his offspring including Lucrezia and Cesare

At this time one of Roderigo's uncles had been elected as Pope and was named Calixtus III. Roderigo held his uncle in awe and was wary of him. Calixtus however thought of Roderigo as a son and summoned him to Rome where upon he was made Archbishop of Valencia and paid a salary of 20,000 ducats.

Roderigo was unhappy with the role forcing him to take up a public role once more,effectively coming out of retirement, but forced to comply for fear of his uncle. His mistress, Rosa Vanozza was moved to Venice with her children and Roderigo adopted a pious life living in monastries and churches and hospitals.

It was on the passing of Calixtus III that he had to survive on merit alone. Living a double standard, always having humbleness on his lips whilst living a true Roman life behind closed doors, kept his many enemies abated.

During the papalcy of Innocent VIII, Roderigo finally brought Rosa Vanozza and family to Rome accompanied by another spaniard Don Manuel Melchior who posed as Rosa's Husband and was given the title of Count Ferdinand of Castile.

Cesare was sent to study at Piza whilst Lucrezia was married off to a young Aragonian.

With the passing of yet two more Popes, Roderigo finds himself surprisingly in the postion of being elected as Pope Alexander VI..

This is where I can leave the narration proper and let Lucrezia take up the detail.

 

[Snork Maiden]

Lucrezia Borgia

Lucrezia watched as his 'Holiness', her Father, The Pope, left her apartment. Grabbing some cloth from the ornate washstand she dabbed at her thighs and crotch, soaking the remains of her father's love from her body. She smiled as she carried out the task, her mind drifting to the letter she had received from Cesare.

'How many years had it been ?', she thought to herself, 'Two... Three..., no surely not that long.' Of all her brothers, Cesare was the one she most admired. Although he was her father's favorite son, Cesare was treated cooly by his father, often off handishly. Lucrezia found this confusing.

'Cesare, Cesare, Cesare', she wandered the bedchamber half thinking half speaking his name, flopping herself onto the cool bed, she closed her eyes, trying to picture his face. Would he still look the same or would the years apart have changed him at all.

She fondly remembered the times she had spent with him chasing across the Aragon plains on horse back, The times he had taken her there on the soft grassy hillsides and more frequently in her own bed chamber. Even on her wedding night she had slipped away whilst her new wed husband slept off his drunken stupor; a result of the celebrations, to find comfort and carnal satisfaction in her own brothers bed.

She pulled herself from the bed, grabbing her clothes from the floor where they had been strewn earlier, during her fathers visit.

Straightening her skirt she headed out towards her mother's apartments.

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Her mother was busy tending to her small herb garden, a notable blend of herbs and medicinal plants which could be used for a variety of purposes.

'Ciao Mama', Lucrezia called out, entering the airy apartment, its white walls opening the space up and giving it a cool, relaxing feeling.

'Have you heard? Cesare is returning to Rome, Father has summoned him', Lucrezia continued.

'Yes Luca, your Father is a very busy man, he has many plans', her Mother replied

Lucrezia eyed her mother cautiously, 'Yes...., I know. ', she paused, 'Like for instance this plan to marry me off to this Aragonian prince for example?'

'Ah Luca, you must understand your Father's position and his enemies. A union between Us and Naples would be greatly beneficial', her mother replied

'Besides, there are stirrings amongst the Cardinals to try to get his 'Holy Appointment' annulled', her Mother continued, 'Rumours of bribery. But we wouldn't know much about that would we? you innocent young thing'

The two women laughed, Lucrezia remembering the baskets of poultry and ducats she had delivered to five of the Cardinals earlier that month to sway the voting.

'Nothing at all Mother, I am just a innocent Catholic Girl and confess my few sins regularly to our Holy Father', Lucrezia smiled sweetly as she spoke.

'Will Cesare be here tonight to join us for dinner ?', she asked more seriously, her mind already plotting a secondary agenda for the evening. 'I wonder if his tastes have softened', she thought to herself, biting her tongue in anticipation.

'I think your father wants him to go straight to the palace, but you know your brother Lucrezia, he'll probably drop by here first', her Mother replied.

'Then we should bide our time and wait.', the young girl said lightheartedly, 'Do you remember the time Cesare......

The conversation drifted into childhood reminiscences as Lucrezia assisted her mother with her herbs.

 

[ariosto]

"Shhhhhhh...."
Whispered in her ear and a finger laidon her lips.
How like Cesare to sneak into Rome in the middle of the night, to sneak into his sister's apartment, to slip into his sister's bed.

Lucrezia giggled as she felt his warm naked body slide in next to hers.
"Cesare...mia amore!"
She kept her voice low since her ladies slept in the next apartment and though incest was accepted in the Borgia' family it was still not wise to be too public.
She wrapped her long legs around him, cradled his handsome satyr's face in her hands and kissed him deeply.
"Cesare...you are home."

"Indeed I am my sweet sister."
He buried his face in the hollow of her throat and softly kissed her skin.

"And where is our dear Aunt?...You know rumour has it that she's with child by you."

His lips laughed against her skin.
"Hardly!...she's as adept as you in keeping her belly empty of unwanted brats..."

"And is she as adept as me in other ways?"
Her fingers were laced into his curling hair, drawing him onto her breasts. He couldn't answer as his mouth had filled with her firm young flesh, he thrummed his tongue across her nipple and squeezed her breasts.

"Cesare...Cesare...I've missed you so."
She felt him rampant and hot as fire against the soft rise of her mons, rubbing his length over the heated nub of her sex. She was wet...she was ready. The need was overwhelming...

He tore his mouth from her, rolled her over onto her back and with one swift thrust penetrated her vagina with the full thick length of his cock.
She gasped and stiffened...he'd been rough with her and it hurt!

"I'm sorry Lucrezia, I've been waiting for this moment for two years...."
His breathing was fast against her cheek but his breath was fresh and his words excited her.
"I only feel myself complete when I'm with you...so much to tell you...so much to plan..."

He was beginning to move inside her, unbeleivably large, stretching her, filling her. She dug her heels into the backs of his legs and pressed her mons hard against him.
"My God I want you!"

The plans would wait...their needs would not.

 

[Snork Maiden]

Luca

OOC : Ok this is the first of two posts I need to make to bring the thread back up to the right time frame:

IC:

With his recent appointment to Pope Alexander VI, eating dinner in the modest apartments of his mistress, Rosa Vanozza was a rarer event than when he was just plain old Archbishop of Valencia. It didn't take a brilliant mathematician to work out that he had an agenda. Eating in the privacy of the few people closest to him clearly indicated his need to discuss 'family matters'.

Family matters of couse was high on his agenda, not least his recent plan to marry Luca off to the Prince of Aragon, my what a fabulous way to put the like of Sfouza and his tribe of bastards in their place. Naturally Giovanni would have to be, how does it go, eliminated sounded so final and distasteful. The thought of buying her current husband off filled him with equal distain.

He postulated the ideas as he walked through the Vatican, naturally once he expressed his ideas to Rosa and Luca, both of whom who had exceedingly quick and agile minds, he felt sure the evening would prove more than fruitful. Then of course there was the matter of young Cesare. Roderigo was just a little more than put out that he had not arrived as promptly as he had been led to believe. He mental made a note to chastise him quite properly in due course.

Lucrezia and her mother were busily preparing the meal. Fetching fresh wine from the well stocked cellar, Lucrezia pulled a full bodied claret from the rack. Not particularly an expert on wine, she knew of her father's fondness for red wine, this was a particularly good wine she recalled from her father's oft requests. French, Burgundian, the region she knew vaguely though had only travelled through it as a child when the family had moved to Italy. Dusting the bottle she carried it back up to the kitchen where her mother transfered it into a a fine silver wine decanter and placed it on the table with the bread and other sundry items.

'I trust Giovanni will be joining us this evening Luca, her mother said with a marked sincerity.' Unlike her lover, Rosa had a soft spot for the young Aragonian.

'Yes mother, he is supposed to be here shortly,' Lucretia replied, not totally sure whether that was a good idea or not recalling the comments made earlier that day by her Father. Still, she was sure the evening would pass well.

Giovanni and Roderigo arrived almost together. There was an awkwardness at the front door as Roderigo, feeling compelled to be pleasant ushered the young man in front of him whilst Giovanni felt equally obliged to show reverance to his 'Holiness'

Finally Roderigo strode forward announcing himself and Luca's husband.

'Papa', Lucrezia exclaimed, rushed from the kitchen to greet him, hugging him tightly and kissing him full mouthed before continuing to greet her own husband. She pecked Giovanni lightly on the cheek and took his hand leading him into family room.

OOC : I will try and get part 2 of this post up this evening

 

[Snork Maiden]

OOC: The second post - nearly there - I think I need one more after this to set the stage - sorry fir the indulgence


The 'pleasantries' were dispatched with swift efficiency.

How was your afternoon, Papa?, Lucrezia asked her father coyly, Did you get much time to yourself?. Her face carried a knowing smile as her father took his seat at the large dining table.

'umm, well…, apart from placating those flowery French cardinals, I didn't really get much time to really HAMMER out all the other issues I had, at least not as much as I should have liked., Roderigo winked at his daughter. Still there are always plenty of other opportunities to deal with such matters, I do like to make sure I give such important things as much attention as possible , he pushed his hand covertly between Lucrezia's legs pressing her dress up into her crotch.

Indeed, a time and a place for everything, isn't that what you taught us Papa, Lucrezia replied aware that her husband was close to hand. She placed the large bowl of cold pasta on the table, Roderigo patted her rump as she departed to the kitchen to help her Mother with the rest of the meal.

So Giovanni, when are you going make me Grandfather?, Roderigo announced quite suddenly, It's been nearly eighteen months, I'm beginning to wonder if your up to breeding my daughter

The poor Aragonian wasn't quite sure how he should answer such a question, the tone of Roderigo's voice seemed neutral and he wasn't certain if the question came jovially or seriously.

Your 'Holiness....', Giovanni started.

Cut that Holiness crap. Roderigo interjected, cutting the man off in mid sentence, Call me Papa, Roderigo smiled, though his thoughts were far from amicable toward this pathetic excuse for a son in law.

Papa, Giovanni began again, the word came uncomfortably from his lips, we have been trying very hard, Lucrezia and I, to have a son, but the God has not seen fit to bless us with children as yet

God?, Roderigo exclaimed, laughing, Does God have to do the insemination?, Take it from me Giovanni, If God had his way every conception would be immaculate!

Both men laughed at the Pope's somewhat irreverent joke.

But seriously, Roderigo continued looking back over his shoulder into the kitchen where the two women busily prepared the rest of the meal. His voice lowered, Perhaps you should take a mistress, to, how should I say, practise on

The young Giovanni was taken aback by the suggestion and looked curiously at the Spaniard.

You mean I should be unfaithful to Lucrezia, to your daughter?, he asked somewhat confused and shocked that his father in law should even suggest such a thing.

Why, my dear Giovanni, you should not think of it as deception, the benefits of a mistress are too innumerate to list. Besides it will give you the opportunity to experiment and learn new things that you can in turn use to please Luca., Roderigo explained sympathetically.

You mean I have YOUR blessing to take a Mistress?, Giovanni asked, the possibilities already rolling over in his head, perhaps he had misjudged his Father-in-laws's standoffish manner which he had frequently endured.

Blessing?, I command it Giovanni, take yourself a wench to pleasure yourself with. I shall expect it and demand it, Roderigo smiled, and thought to himself, Yes my arrogant Aragonian, I'll hand you the spade, you dig your own grave.

Roderigo laughed at his own thought, and Giovanni joined in.

Well you two seem to be getting along for a change, Lucrezia remarked as she brought the prepared chicken and sauce in and placed it on the table. You care to share the joke with me?, she eyed her Father with a suspicious eye.

Ahh my dear Luca, it was a gentleman's joke, and not for the ears of one so delicate, Roderigo replied.

Right., Lucrezia retorted, her suspicions confirmed, her father was up to one of his schemes again.

Rosa joined them shortly and after Roderigo had blessed the food and company with all the pomp and ceremony he could muster, the wine was poured.

To life's experiences, Roderigo raised his glass in a toast and took a swig of the Claret. Looking at Lucrezia, you picked a good wine my dear, see how red it is, like the blood of a Spanish bull, what do you say Giovanni?

Indeed the wine is very good, and compliments the fine food prepared by my good mother-in-law and wife

The whole company laughed.

The rest of the meal evening passed with a genuine joviality and light heartedness, Giovanni leaving early on the pretext that he had some business to attend to.

I shall stay here tonight Lucrezia told her husband, to help Mama with the clearing up, and to spend some time with her, it's not often we get a chance to sit and spin a tale, she kissed her husband and bade him a good evening.

Perhaps I shall stay also, Roderigo said, as he watched Giovanni walk up the street. Looking back at his daughter and Rosa. hmmmm a busy evening ahead indeed Roderigo, he thought to himself.

Closing the door the family returned to the family room, sitting and discussing various matters, Roderigo remarked I was disappointed that Cesare did not arrive today. He had better have a very fine excuse for not coming promptly.

I am sure Cesare s making the best efforts to reach Rome Roderigo, Rosa offered.

Her husband drew his lips in, hmmmm I wonder sometimes about the boy. I think he sometimes does these things to test me

He will be here shortly I am sure, Lucrezia replied, reinforcing her mothers reassurance. I am fairly weary, I have had such a FULL day today I think I will turn in for the evening

Bidding her parents a good night she retired to her bedchamber.


OOC Nearly there Ario sorry for keeping you waiting

 

[Snork Maiden]

OOC - final update - we're there, sorry again for the delay

It was a warm evening and the sky was clear, allowing the stars to shine brightly. The moon, in its second phase hung low above the rooftops of the Vatican. The curtains in the window fluttered in the soft breeze and caused the long yellow flame of the candle Lucrezia was carrying to flicker. Shielding it with her hand she carried to the bedside table resting it there whilst she went about disrobing.

As she unlaced the sides of her dress she let the shoulder straps slip over her arms allowing the garment to fall from her body and collect around her ankles. For the second time that day she stepped from the dress, this time picking it up and folding it carefully before placing it on the small dresser stool.

She collected the candle again and carried to washstand where she proceeded to sponge the day’s grime and remnants of other activities from her body. Squeezing the sponge and filling it with fresh water the coolness refreshed her. She felt the damp soft material, the remains of some marine creature, press against her crotch, squeezing it she felt the cool water run across her vulva, tingling her and trickling down her legs. She dabbed and wiped her body all over. Replacing the sponge on the wash stand she headed back to the bed, the candle casting long shadows in it dim light as she moved across the room.

Allowing the warm summer breeze to dry her as she sat naked on the bed brushing her hair, her mind went over the days events. Curious she thought that her Father seemed to be in such a friendly mood with regards her spouse and she contemplated on the scheme he had planned. Not that she cared, she was sure he would explain everything later that night when she knew he would be visiting her; even though no arrangement had been made.

She pulled herself under the light cotton covers of her bed and waited. As she lay drifting in and out of light sleep she was aware of a cloaked figure slipping in through her open window.

She sat up suddenly preparing to scream.

ssshhhhhhhh, Luca it's me. Cesare A voice whispered softly as the figure approached her, the moon having risen now casting more light into the room.

Cesare !, Lucrezia whispered urgently, What are you doing here, Father was expecting you earlier, he's really upset you didn't show at the palace

Cesare, quickly undressed and lifting the covers slipped in beside his younger sister.

Yes, Yes, Papa. The young man replied, His Holiness can wait my lovely sister, your Holey-ness however I fear cannot

Luca giggled at her brother's lewd comment, You are so bad, you know that, she whispered feeling her brother pressing his cock against her mound. You still need assistance though I can see, haven’t you been practicing?, she teased, reaching down between them to guide her brothers shaft into her already aroused pussy.

hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, she sighed, yes I have missed you my dear brother, feeling him expanding further inside her.

His passion heightened and he mauled at her lustfully pressing his mouth to hers.
Pushing him away gently, No Cesare, we can't, not now, not yet, her concerns for her brothers discovery were genuinely placed though she was torn between that and the feeling of his stallion like member currently plunging in and out of her

hmmmmmmmm, she moaned low as he pleasured her, No Cesare, look, Papa is here, here in the house, he must not know you have arrived.

Rolling from her brother, Lucrezia walked to the door to listen. She could hear the voices of their parents talking below. Locking the door, she returned to the bed.

She smiled at her brother, At least that will give us a warning she grinned seductively as she settling on top of her brother, as he lay on the bed.

Reaching between her legs guiding him back into her and gazed down at his moonlit face. She hardly recognised the man beneath her; how he had matured these past 2 years.

If any one should come to the door you must hid in the closet, she advised riding up and down slowly on her brothers cock. You understand?

Cesare nodded his agreement, and thrust his hips upwards as she descended onto him, his hands sliding up the sides of her body to the alabaster orbs of her bosom.

OOC - And I think we might be able to pass over some of this to some other players

 

[ariosto]

Cesare


In the dim light of the stars and low burning tapers, he looked at her. His splendid sister for whom there was no rival in his affections. They were of the same flesh and now with him strong and rampant within her young body he felt finally and totally complete…he worshipped her. He as a Borgia could give his adoration only to this one…another Borgia sprung from the same loins that bore him.

His hands caress the cool, smooth skin of her thighs, that press hard against his ribs, his long fingers flow up like the wings of a bird across the tight skin of her stomach and then mold themselves to her full breasts. Lucretia’s breasts, rose tipped ivory mounds of such delicious taste and texture.
Her small buds thrust hard into his palms as he cups and fondles them…

“Bend down my sister and let me suckle you as we both did Nanny and our own sweet Mother.”
Sliding up his rigid, pulsing staff but locking herself tight around it, she leans down, her own soft hand now taking the place of his and she feeds her taught nipples into his mouth, first one and then the other.
His hands lock behind her back and he feels the warm swell of her breasts pressing against his face. She is milk and honey…he nurses like a child, trying to savor the sweet milk that one day will flow from her.
“I must taste you, you know.”
He whispers against the yielding curve of her flesh..
“When you nurse your own then I too shall want a share…”

With a laugh she pulls away, brushing the tips of her bosom teasingly across his lips.
“No time soon Cesare…no time soon.”

His eyes widen slightly,
“You mean Giovanni…”
But his question is lost in a wave of cascading pleasure as Lucrezia, sits back on his hard thick staff, squeezing it tight within her vagina and begins once more to ride him with delicious determination.
Arching up to meet her motions, each one of which sends hot winds of shivering pleasure through his body, he finds that he can no longer hold back….

"Now Cesare!… now my stallion…”
Her nails bite into his strong shoulders, a violent shudder racks her body…he explodes.
“Yes…NOW!”

They lay in a tangled mass of bedclothes, flesh and raven dark hair, their breath is fast…heavy...their voices low and throaty with desire.
“I am disappointed.” he says.
She bites his neck…”Oh you are?… am I no longer comparable to your other women?”

His tongue licks a lazy circle in her ear.
“No, no my sister sweet, it’s that I have learned to appreciate the French way of love and wished to show you how….”

“Hush!”
Footsteps are heard in the hall. ..heavy footsteps. They pause outside the door and Cesare prepares to slip from his sister’s tight embrace…but they go on, slowly fading away.

“Now my dear one,” She kisses his lips.
Now you must go…this French thing can wait.
Quickly! Before the Pope returns.”

 

[Snork Maiden]

Lucrezia

To a spectator, a fly on the wall, a peeping tom peering into the moonlit room, the two teenagers could easily have passed as two adolescent lovers. Like a tall ship embarking on a voyage of discovery as they bobbed upon on an ocean of white linen.

If that onlooker could have known the truth they would have viewed it in a completely different light, such is the way that morality tempers the perspective.

Looking down at her brother, comforted by the knowledge that the heavy wooden portal which guarded the entrance to her chamber was securely fastened and locked, Lucrezia smiled.

Her brother was indeed an ardent lover. As she recalled from her less experienced years, he would take his pleasure of her after riding bareback across the hills. Sitting there now in that moonlit room, memories of those black stallions flooded back to her. Steeds, whose bodies glistened with sweat after being chased for mile upon mile at break neck speeds as Cesare demonstrated his prowess as a rider. Not once had she beaten him in a race but she had been close on more than one occasion.

Now as she regarded his chiselled features in the pale cool light which lit the room she could still see that youthful look in his eyes, but the clear smooth skin of an adolescent boy had been replaced by that of a young man. His rough shaved face rasped delightfully as she traced his jaw line with her fingers and smoothed down his black hair. Yes indeed he had changed and that was not at all a disappointment for her.

He was more confident, she could tell that from the moment he had slipped into the bed beside her. He knew what he wanted and she knew he would take it too. That thought thrilled her even more; unlike her husband, Giovanni who was always so considerate, how she which he could be more like her brother Cesare.

Cesare was fondling her breasts and almost in confirmation of her thoughts demanded, 'Bend down my sister and let me suckle you as we both did Nanny and our own sweet Mother'

Lucrezia leaned over her brother her breasts dangling over his head as he took each of them in turn into his mouth, suckling on her like a child trying to draw nourishment.

hmmmmmmmmmmm, my you are hungry my brother, Lucrezia purred wriggling lightly on Cesare’s shaft which barely remained inside her as she leaned so far over him.

When you nurse your own then I too shall want a share…, Cesare exclaimed, pausing in his suckling activities momentarily before sucking on a mouthful of Lucrezia's left bosom and nipple.

Well that's not going to happen for quite some time my brother , Lucrezia replied laughing softly. She pushed herself up away from the young man swinging her breasts across his face teasingly before sitting back upright, feeling the thick shaft slipping back into her. mmmmmmmmmmmm, she hummed with satisfaction as it stretched her, she could feel it edging deeper into her tube until the soft downy hair of her crotch pressed against that of his. She paused to savor that moment, wetting her lips lightly and closing her eyes.

You know Father is up to one of his schemes again, I think he wants me to re-marry some Aragonian Lord or Prince or Something. He was very friendly this evening with Giovanni, I really am not sure what he has in mind., Lucrezia whispered softly as she started to raise and lower herself up and down on her brothers cock. Hmmmmm, Cesare, you know you have the cock of a stallion, so big, so... mmmmmmmmmmmm, satisfying,

Her eyes opened and she once again gazed at her brother, his eyes filled with lust as he began to meet Lucrezia motions. Again she imagined riding across the grassy Aragonian foothills. The trot breaking into a canter, then a broken gallop as she bounced on the bareback of her stallion. She tossed her head and imagined the warm summer breeze entering the room through the open window was a cool sirocco blowing up from the plains her steed breaking into a full gallop now. Both of them were beginning to perspire now and Cesare's thrusting more urgent, more physical, more stimulating.

Lucrezia leaned forward as Cesare bucked under her, she was close, he was closer she knew. Staring down into his eyes, Cesare, now my Stallion, she hissed urging him to flood her womb with his incestuous seed, her fingers gripping his firm rounded shoulders as her own orgasm broke. Her body shuddered and her nails bit into his skin. Feeling herself spasm on his cock as he himself erupted Yes, NOW. She muted her command for fear of disturbing their parents below, her vagina rippling as she felt Cesare spurting his hot cum inside her.

She collapsed exhausted beside him, their bodies glistening in the moonlight as it soft beams fell on there perspiring, panting bodies.

They lay for a while whispering to each other. His fingers stroked her face and traced the ridges of her ears whilst she drew circles in his torso with her own fingertips. There was a sound at the door. Instantly they froze, listening…, the light of a candle seeped under the door, then the footsteps moved on towards the chambers of her mother.

This new technique must wait Cesare, at least until tomorrow when you arrive in Rome proper. she winked at him. But tarry here a while yet, soon you must leave me for the night but not so soon as I can lay a while longer and enjoy the company of my brother returned home.

The two siblings lay on the dishevelled bedclothes, their bodies now cooling and the night air began to chill as the night deepened, until it was time for Cesare to depart once more into the silent clear summer night.

 

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"Red is not your color Cesare."
Ambrogia helped him finish putting on the last of his Cardinal's
regalia,
"...not at all."

She was still put out with him. Her first words this morning had been,
"Well how was my dear niece, the 'Whore of Babylon'? Did you wish her well from Auntie?"
He'd slapped her for that and she'd almost struck back but had apparently decided on a slow sulk instead.

He disagreed. In the large Venetian mirror that he insisted accompany him on all his travels, his image, he thought looked quite dashing.
"I think you've done and said enough for me now. You need to get into something a bit more appropriate than your night
shift."
Ambrogia was indeed still in the same thin garment she slept in, her large breasts filling the top like rolling melons as she fussed over him. Outside her maids were chattering impatiently, their arms piled high with their Mistress' best attire.

Finally Cesare walked to the door and let the red cheeked nymphs inside.
"Go now and strip that rag from Lady daFossana. Put her in something fit for the Pope to see. Something exceedingly low
in the neck. His Holiness loves to stare down her cleavage."

Ambrogia sputtered,
"I can choose my own clothes, thank you!"
and walked by the two servants brusquely.
"Follow me..."
Cesare nodded at the confused girls and they rushed after their Lady, throwing inviting looks over their shoulders at him as they did so.


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A light rain was falling as the Cardinal of Santa Maria Nuova led his small cavalcade over the river and into the Vatican compound.
Ambrogia rode in the fine carriage his station called for but the Cardinal himself rode the big black stallion called Zeus that he valued above almost everything else in life.
Isolated clusters of hollow faced prelates and soldiers greeted them with shallow cheers as they approached the courtyard of the stanza but it was nothing like the greeting he'd expected.
The horses hooves rang hollowly on the wet cobblestones. He'd seen almost no citizens...his mind was digesting this with growing alarm.
Cesare could read the signs, Papa was angry about something.

It was Rodrigo's sepulcharal secretary, Ernesto Sadomo that was waiting for him at the steps, not his father.
"Where's His Holiness?"
He asked as he dismounted and walked back to help Ambrogia from her carriage.

"He is somewhat indisposed this morning."
Sadoma's voice was like the weather, gray and misty...hard to read.
"He wants you and Lady Fossana to join him for breakfast in his bedchamber."
Thunder rolled across the darkening cloud filled sky.
"I'm to escort you there."

 

[Snork Maiden]

Lucrezia

It was past midnight when Lucrezia was roused from her light slumber by the light footfall outside her door. Listening as the door she had unlocked earlier after Cesare's departure, opened. She knew without looking who was entering her chamber at this early hour of the morning. The door closed quietly and moments later the mattress dipped and the covers shifted as her visitor slipped in beside her, his hands sliding lightly around cupping one of her exposed breasts and fondled her nipple teasingly.

Lucrezia stirred 'mmmmmmm, Papa'. She pressed herself back into her father feeling his genitals pressing against her smooth buttocks.

Roderigo, continued to manipulate her breast, wrapping his fingers around the fleshy globe of his young daughter breast, 'Ahhh my sweet Luca, he responded, pressing his face into the back of her head and smelling the scented almond oils she used to condition it. my sweet innocent Luca, He shifted his position feeling his erection growing between the girls cheeks.

Lucrezia bent her upper most leg forward allowing him to expand onto her thigh, feeling him growing, pushing towards her sex. 'Did you and Mamma have a good evening, it is so infrequent we see you these days.'

Her father's hand slipped down her body from her breast resting on the small mound below her stomach, his fingers toying and rubbing the fine hairs of her pubic triangle whilst his thumb stroked back and forth on the silky smooth flesh above. 'Your mother and I are concerned for you my dear daughter, the pontiff replied, savoring the sensation of his now engorged shaft pressing awkwardly against the wet hot slit of the young girl.

Lucrezia with out urging raised her leg and reached down pressing the tip against her with her fingers. Roderigo began to thrust against his cock wedged between her crotch and her palm. Lucrezia lowered her leg again trapping him between her thighs her fingers teasing the tip of his swelling as it appeared and disappear between her legs pressing it upwards into her moistening cleft.

Why so are you concerned for Me papa?, Lucrezia murmered as her own arousal increased. Her Fathers hand returning to tease the taut nugget of flesh that crowned her breast.

Your mother and I fear that your husband, Giovanni, is not servicing you as well as he should, we feel that after 18 months you should have at least have born a son. Besides the marriage to Alfonso will cement the tie between us and the Sforzas, his thrusting increased and Lucrezia, her vulva prepared and waiting moved her body to allow him to now enter her with ease. We feel that it might be an idea to nullify your marriage, to find you a more suitable husband as I mentioned to you earlier, ahhhhhhhhhhh' , her father exclaimed as his shaft slipped into her.

'mmmmmmm', Lucrezia responded in unison, once more enjoying the satisfying sensation of fullness between her legs, her fingers still feeling the shaft as it slipped in and out of her. But how do you plan to..., hmmmmmmmm, how do you plan to justify the annulment, Lucrezia asked, 'Surely if you try to just cancel the marriage your opponents will use it against you.

Urging Lucrezia onto her knees, Roderigo moved behind her, stroking his fingers up and down her nicely exposed pussy before guiding himself into her and grasping her hips.'You are quite right my dear Luca, and so shrewd, but I have a plan that will absolve us both of any blame and provide us with a way to clear the path for your union with young Alfonso., Roderigo groaned with delight as his daughter's vagina engulfed and gripped his shaft.

Resting her head sideways on the pillow with her buttocks raised she could feel her father slamming into her his balls slapped against her mound. How then are you going to so disgrace Giovanni and not be seen to be part of it? , she asked

'Hmmm, my sweet Luca, Roderigo moaned as he ground his shaft again deep into her accepting tunnel, Your mother is a remarkable woman is she not, and blessed with a beauty not unlike your own. He paused to withdraw and slide back into her again, pulling her buttocks tight to his hips causing Lucrezia to exhale with pleasure. How could any man not succumb to her charms and seductions?

Lucrezia's vagina tightened as her orgasm broke clutching and releasing he father shaft as he increased his own rhythm to peak with her.

When, how will she achieve this Father, Giovanni does not come by so often here?, Lucrezia continued, panting through her excitement.

Roderigo stiffened as he ejaculated into his daughter groaning.Arrrrrrrrrrhhhhhh.. He inhaled with a slight hiss of contentment holding himself deep inside her as he took his turn to spasm.

Catching his breath he looked down with satisfaction at a job well done as his shaft withdrew slightly from its warm sheath.You must instruct Giovanni that he is to assist your mother with some heavy stone work in her garden, she will take care of the rest, he continued.

Withdrawing completely now from the soft caressing walls of his daughter, Tomorrow you will attend me at the palace, for Cesare's investiture, if he can be so inclined to attend

Rolling onto her back with her legs raised and parted, Lucrezia reached down between her legs to feel the ooze of her latest union, pulling her fingers through her furry mound to coat her clitoris with the creamy fluid. I am certain he will arrive tomorrow Father, I have a good feeling about that

 

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Cesare


"My how splendid you look Cesare!"
Ambrogia looked pretty splendid herself, her handsome face was flushed, and her glossy raven hair still in disaray from a frantic morning session of lovemaking. The full globes of her breasts were threatening to fall out of the thin white linen shift and Cesare was considering postponing his appearence in the Sistine for the Investiture.
He'd already been a 'Prince' of the Church for the better part of a year, and this ceremony he knew was as much to impress the Spanish Sforza's as to legitimize his title.
"Come here dear Aunt, I wish a small kiss to warm me through the tedious hours ahead."

Ambrogia sauntered over, her full hips swaying, losed her violet eyes and pursed her lips ready for the embrace.
The Cardinal tore the shift from her bosom and buried his face between her breasts. More than a kiss seemed his intent.

"Cesare..."

His lips found the large firm nipples and sucked them to a tingling
stiffness in a matter of seconds.
She wanted to grab him, crush him, to her feel his thick long staff inside her again. But he was dressed in full regalia, a process that had taken hours and the ceremony was less than an hour away. She moaned in frustration as he laved the swelling mounds with his lips and tongue...
"Cesare...Ohhhhh mia caro Cesare...."

He lifted his face,
"Quickly turn around and grab the bed post."

She grinned and did as he said.
In a trice he had raised her full skirts and petticoats to her waist and had her drawers around her ankles.
Fumbling through his own multiple layers of robes, he finally produced his throbbing cock, heavily veined and engorged with blood.
He rubbed it several times along the dewy petaled slit of her sex and then grasping her hips drove himself into her as far as he could!

"Ahhhh....Mia Cardinale!...forte...FORTE!"

Sweat broke out on his brow, his scarlet hat slipped over his eyes....No matter!
He pounded himself into her and she squeeled with delight, her hands white knuckled on the bed posts.

And that's how Luca and her their Father the Pope found them.
Cesare in his blood red robes fucking his aunt in a frenzied passion just a scant few minutes before his investiture as Cardinal of Santa Maria Nuova!

"STOP IT AT ONCE!"
Rodrigo's voice thundered in the chamber halting Cesare in mid thrust!

"Damn Papa not now I'm almost..."
The Pope strode into the room and slapped Ambrogia across the face.
"WHORE...SLUT! How dare you consort with my son!"
Cesare felt her muscles tighten on his cock with each slap and tentatively thrust himself deep into her once again.
Ambroia's eyes glittered with arousal and pain.

"Should...I...only ...fuck you then....brother..."
She thrust herself back on Cesares staff, squeezing it hard.

"Christ I'm going to cum."

"NO!"...Alexander slapped his sister once again, grabbed her shoulders and shook her.

Cesare released himself with a moan, his hot semen spurting into his Aunts eager passage.
"Too late papa....too late."

The Pope roared with fury and Lucrezia's bell like laughter rose in delightful counterpoint.
"Oh Papa forgive them.
A new Cardinal deserves a treat does he not?"

Pope Alexander stood in the doorway, dark as a thundercloud.
"You will be in the Chapel for this ceremony in ten minutes and you will not disgrace me before the Sforza's or I will have you sent as a confessor to a leper colony!"
He was gone and everyone breathed a sigh of releif.

"Well done Brother!"
Luca came over and kissed his cheek.
"Now come on Auntie let's tidy the Prince up a bit so Papa won't
kill him."

 

[Snork Maiden]

Lucrezia

Watching her father, Pope Alexander VI striding with purpose and anger from the guest chambers of her apartment, Lucrezia turned with a huge beaming grin on her face.

'Ooooo Cesare', she tutted, 'you do so have a way of antagonising Papa so'.

Her eyes glued to the stalk hanging half cocked between his legs, glistening from its brief yet effective implementation on her Aunt.

'Aunt Ambrogia', she continued skipping across the lush carpeted floor to greet her Father's sister. 'It is so good to see you after so long, and you look so beautiful in your dress, you must tell me the the name of the seamstress'.

She hugged the woman, kissing her lightly on the cheek, then turned remembering that she hadn't seen Cesare for so long also.

'And you to my dearest brother, it must be near on two years, since we last spent time together. haven't you grown into a fine young man!'

She wrapped an arm around him shielding herself from her Aunt whilst she gently stroked the now deflating, sticky pole. A wicked smile crossing her face as she reached up kissing her brother full on the lips

Aware that she was being regarded closely she gently released her brother member clutching her fingers together lightly and releasing from her prolonged embrace of welcome.

'We must get you cleaned up mustn't we dear brother', she continued dutifully.

She turned once more to Ambrogria who was dabbing herself delicately with a small face cloth.

' I shall fetch some water and a basin' , Lucrezia offered walking towards the ornate wooden wash stand. She grasped the stone pitcher and poured some water into a marble face bowl.

Turning back to face her aunt and brother she almost dropped the bowl in surprise. Her Aunt no longer attending to her own clean up was kneeling before Cesare with her dress crumpled around her as she dutifully cleaned Cesare's now re engorged member.

'Ahhhhh yes my darling Auntie'. Cesare crooned as his Mistress fellated him.

'CESARE!.... AUNTIE!', Lucrezia exclaimed with the skill of a professional actress, 'Papa will be waiting, he will not be pleased if we are late, you know that!'

She watched in envy as her Aunt continued to slurp on the hot shaft of her brother and approached with the bowl, placing it deliberately at Ambrogia's feet.

'Now come on!', she urged, Before you make the mess any greater'

Ambrogia reluctantly ceased her activities, much to the annoyance of Cesare who glared and pouted at his Mistress first then at his younger sister who stood tapping her foot and shaking her head.

'For the sake of St. Peter Luca,' Cesare complained, 'Papa is so boring these days.'

'Boring indeed', Lucrezia thought to herself smiling once more recalling how he had bored her the night before. But remember Cesare, he has to be careful in this den of thieves witrh enemies all around he must take great care. Your appointment will be seen in the eyes of his detractors as an act of hypocrisy. You know how much he has publically rebuked nepotism'

They all laughed together as Ambrogia finished her more conventional cleaning of her nephew.

'Now we should hurry!' Lucrezia urged

Adjusting thier clothing they turned heading out of the apartments towards St Peters Palace.

 

[Snork Maiden]

Narrative

OOC: Another of those dull points in a story but the information is also for the players as much the readers to keep a everyone informed. I searched high and low for the Lituries for Cardinal Investiture, not much luck I'm afraid so My apologies for any incorrectness here to My interpretations of the Rubrics. Given also in this period the whole ceremony would have been in Latin perhaps we can put it down to a loss in translation. Also there have been many changes in the traditions of the Catholic Church since the 15th and 16th Centuries with regards to these sorts of ceremonies. It was usual for the Pope to invest several Cardinals in a single Ceremony, with the attendance or recall to Rome of Cardinals 'working' abroad.

It is sometimes forgotten how powerful the Pope and the Vatican was. Many see it through the eyes of the Inquisition and the imposing of Faith. Infact Rome for a long time remained the power center of Europe, with the Pope manipulating nations, arranging treaties, funding wars, building relations and ties to Rome. This work in part was through his Cardinals who advised Europe's Leaders and held great offices protected by Rome.

Enough of the blah..

It is then that we see Cesare Borgia, being brought to Rome to become a Cardinal. The intentions of this coupled with his latter betrothal, were to unify the regions of Northern Italy notably Pisa and Venice which had become an attractive target for the French boors and Germans both of which envied the prosperity of the Italian states.

Looking ahead........

This with the soon to be marriage between Lucrezia and Alfonso of Aragon, A marriage which was infact her truely happiest and a marriage with much Love, also designed to build the friendships of Ferdinand and Roderigo's families, one which quickly disintegrated it might be noted.

And furthur and yet still furthur............

Cesare was always jealous of his sisters suitors and husbands, instigating the death of her second husband out of jealous rage. Lucrezia clearly during this relationship offered Cesare little in the way of horizontal pleasure. So then to her third and final Husband another Alfonso, this time Duke of Erst. Here Lucrezia enters into her own with plots and lovers, power building and a development of the arts and refurbishment of Rome.

It is at this point, I can take great pleasure in revealing the special relevance in this tale. Which is the namesake of my writing Partner.

Ludovico Ariosto
He was the son of Nicolo Ariosto, Governor of Reggio, and Daria Malaguzzi, born at Reggio in Emilia, 8 September, 1474; died at Ferrara, 6 June, 1533. He wrote and compose his first work at the age of 5! He gave five years to the study of law, and when twenty years old devoted himself to Greek and Latin authors. From 1503, or thereabouts, he was attached to the court of Cardinal Ippolito d'Este, but in 1518 he fell into disfavour with his patron. The Cardinal's brother, Duke Alfonso of Ferrara, then employed Ariosto in various diplomatic missions, in which he conducted himself with tact and skill and so came into the employment of the Borgias

Snork

 

[ariosto]

OOC...well done sweet sister.
And now you all know who Ariosto is...I bow to you.

 

[Snork Maiden]

Lucrezia

As they walked from her apartments, Lucrezia ran her hand along the smooth stone balustrade of the balcony overlooking the courtyard. Catching hold of Cesare’s arm she pulled him back allowing Ambrogia to walk ahead. She smiled.

'This French thing?', she asked recalling the brief reference to something he had mention the night previous. 'Tell me more, is it deliciously carnal and disgustingly erotic, she quizzed eagerly, 'Do tell me Cesare, you will show me and teach me this new delight

Her brother smiled lewdly at her flicking the tip of his tongue like a serpent. Later my dear sister you I will show you many new things I have learnt, it would be my Cardinal duty would it not

Their laughter caused Ambrogia to pause and look back suspiciously. Catching up to her they continued to the Palace.

In accordance with tradition only Cesare was permitted to enter the council chambers. Lucrezia and Ambrogia being duly escorted to a comfortable antechamber where her mother Rosa and elder brother Juan were already sitting, looking out onto the courtyard of the basilica.

'Mama!, Lucrezia smiled as her mother rose. They embraced Juan too rising as the too women entered the room, walked to his aunt and greeted her solemnly.

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Meanwhile Cesare, approached the council of the Cardinals, and took his appointed seat as candidate.

The nobles and prelates present were instructed to leave and two guards closed the large double doors as the last of them exited, themselves exiting the room as they did so. Thus the secret assembly of Cardinals was sealed from the eyes and ears of the outside world. Several Cardinals were conferring with Alexander, as was customary at this time before the Consistory commenced. The Pope glanced at the late arrival with some distain and then walked slowly to take his place at the head of the assembly.

My dear Cardinals, I welcome you back to Rome, Alexander began dipping his head in acknowledgement of the men arrayed in red before him. He proceeded to describe the state of the Church as reported by the representative Cardinals in an opening address.

Sitting in quietly but piously, Cesare twiddled his fingers as he listened to his Father' allocution, his mind wandering as he glanced around the highly decorated frescos.

As his Father concluded his address, he continued on with the duties of announcing the names of the candidates for position new Cardinal. As each name was read the assembled clergy removed their hats in acceptance of the proposed nominee. Cesare watched and waited for his name to be announced.

Cesare de Borga, Archbishop of Valencia the Pope announced there was a lower murmur from some of the assembled men but one by one they removed their caps in acceptance.

As the list was concluded each of the elected candidates were brought forward, kneeling before the Pope who had now taken his seat in his papal throne, received them once more as each of the Cardinals names were read.

Cesare de Borga! one of the appointed attendant Cardinals announced.

Stepping forward Cesare approached his Father, kneeling before him. Roderigo bent forward, I shall expect a suitable apology for this mornings disgraceful display He hissed quietly, taking hold of Cesare's chin and performing the rite of closing the mouth, opening the mouth.

I hereby confer the office of Cardinal, Ambassador of Rome and of the Holy Church upon you., Alexander continued. The attendant cardinal handed a golden ring to the Pope.

Taking the ring he held it before Cesare,This ring embodies the power of the church and empowers you to preside over clerical matters in my name, the Pope regarded the man kneeling before him cautiously.With this office I also hereby appoint you the titular office of Archbishop of Pisa

Again the attendant Cardinal turned to the Pope passing this time a black biretta hat a sealed scroll. The Pope placed the three pointed hat, symbolic of the Trinity upon Cesare's head, indicating he should then rise and handed him the document.

The Pope made the sign of peace and Cesare then turned to face the assembled Cardinals. He too made a sign of peace to them and proceeded to take his place on the benches.

The ceremony continued until all the remaining candidates had been thus appointed.

Then rising from his seat the Pope and Cardinals joined in reciting the Lord's Prayer. Alexander offered a final blessing concluding the Consistory.

With the ceremony completed the doors were reopened and the newly elected Cardinals proceeded to congratulate each other and then join their respective entourages.


Joining his family once more Cesare drew Lucrezia to one side, And now my sweet sister how should we celebrate this opportunity presented to us

Lucrezia giggled, her mind flooding with images of lewdness, Do tell me Cesare! , she replied leadingly.

I have an idea that may temper the anger our Father his Holiness has, something suitably delightful to which my darling sister you shall be part and privy too, Cesare continued.

I think I shall call it “The Festival of Whores”

 

[SexyChele]

Rosa sat in the antechamber mulling over the events of the past two years. She was very proud of her son, Cesare, this day. It wasn't often that a man attained the office of cardinal before his 20th year. Her mind was filled with the new possibilities that might be afforded to her now.

The favorite of all her sons, Cesare was almost as quick-tempered as Juan. She had witnessed his tantrums as a child, and had seen him grow to manhood, still unable to control his temper when his jealousy was aroused. Still, a joyful day, this day.

She glanced over at Juan. He was as handsome as Cesare, but his temper had become legendary, and many times she had warned him it would be the death of him. But, he was almost full-grown, and beyond a mother's warning. Of all her children, she suspected she would live to see Juan's funeral. But, no blights on this day. No, none.

Her daughter Luca and her "sister-in-law" Ambrogia entered the antechamber, and she smiled at Luca's greeting. She rose to embrace her daughter, who was even more fair than Rosa had been at her age. Indeed, her heart had ached for Luca when she was yet a child, for Roderigo had taken her from Rosa while yet young. Rosa had cried many bitter tears at that, but now Luca was united with her, and her heart was filled.

As Luca greeted her brother, Rosa turned to Ambrogia, and coolly greeted her. She and Ambrogia had never seen eye to eye on anything, and Rosa knew the other woman resented her pull over her brother. Rosa had seen the closeness between Cesare and Ambrogia for quite some time, and disapproved strongly. Yet, a mother's influence is only so strong.

Turning towards her daughter, Rosa smiled.

"So tell me, my daugher, was your brother fair this morning? And your father? Are his sprits good? I hear there are to be celebrations yet this evening. I can only hope, for Cesare's sake, that the abandon shall be kept to a minimum this time."

 

[Snork Maiden]

Lucrezia

Taking a seat next to her Mother on the balcony, Lucrezia turned and smiled again at her.

Juan and her Aunt sat accordingly across from them in the room engaged in conversation and reminiscencing as often relatives do when they have not seen each other for extended time periods.

'Papa seemed a little testy, this morning', she began, guarding herself lest she let slip any reference to the earlier fornication she and Alexander had be privy to witness. I suspect he has much on his mind at this time

She glanced across at the middle aged Ambrogia, still wearing a glow of a woman recently satisfied now eyeing her eldest nephew with a most unnatural gleam and constantly patting his leg and laughing at the merest of his jokes.

Fat Pig, Lucrezia thought to herself, still envious of her Aunt for daring to play with her Cesare. The thought to scrub him throughly before he approached her bed again crossed her mind.

Turning back to her mother, I think Cesare, is in his element today though Mama, a fact that wasn't far from the truth, Doubtless he is already planning something spectacular. It was a shame he wasn't able to join us all for supper last evening

An obscene laugh erupted from the lips of the vulgar Ambrogia her huge frame wobbling like an aspic Vesuvius. Lucrezia frowned, and shook her head slightly, Something WILL have to happen to you my dear Aunt, she thought to herself.

Giovanni, sends his apologises, He apparently has some business to attend to, Papa will be furious I know, Lucrezia pondered a moment and then continued slyly, I understand you are looking for some help in the gardens, Papa indicated to me that perhaps Giovanni would like to help you. I shall ask him later., She smiled to herself, Poor Giovanni! Her eyes flashed once more to Ambrogia, now openly stroking the thigh of Juan. Bitch!, Lucrezia thought to herself,Has Mama noticed, she wondered.

Their conversation was interupted by the entrance of Cesare, followed closely by Alexander. Ambrogia's hand recoiled like a snake from its incestuous activities and the company rose to greet the arrivals, Juan holding his hands loosely over his crotch to hide the embarrassing erection he was now experiencing.

Cesare pulled Lucrezia to oneside, and whispered something to her, before advancing to greet his Mother and Aunt once more. Resplendant in his red cardinals dress and doffing his hat in a flourish.

Alexander stepped forward beside him and announced Ladies, Gentlemen, may I introduce to you Cardinal Santa Maria Nuova

They all laughed,

Mama, Luca whispered in her mother ear, I think Cesare DOES have something planned for this evening, but I am sure he would want to tell you himself

She turned once more to greet her father as Cesare strode forward to embrace his Mother.

 

[ariosto]

"Mama, how ravishing you look!"
The new Cardinal embraced his mother warmly, fully conscious of the glowering looks of his elder brother.
Rosa was still a handsome woman. Two years had passed since he'd seen her last and she seemed to have grown even more noble in appearence in that time...more beautiful.
He wondered as he kissed her for a second time if the rumours he'd heard of her affairs while away from Rome were true.
Considering Papa's nearly public debauchery he wouldn't blame her!
He laughed out loud.

"What is it Cesare are you so happy to see me?"
Rosa was beaming.
"Oh yes that of course but I am full of the Spirit of God this morning...Glory on high to HIM!...come precious family let us all kneel down and pray!"

Cesare dropped to his knees amidst a shocked silence.
Then Luca began to laugh and then Ambrogia.
A grin spread across the Cardinal's face....
"Come on now we must give thanks....mustn't we?"

Then he too burst into laughter.

"Bahhh!...enough of this nonsense!"
The Pope cuffed the red hat from his sons head.
"When your finished playing the fool, come up to the Stanza. There are things we need to discuss."

Alexander strode from the ante-chamber followed by Juan but not before the dour eldest brother cast a vicious look at Cesare.
"Idiot."
He said.

*Dead man*
The Cardinal thought.

"What shall we do with you Cesare, you are incorrigable!"
Rosa embraced him again.

"Why you shall love me and caress me sweetly mama, as you have always done!

Luca cast an evil look at Ambrogia and slipped her arm through her brother's.
"Come on my sweet Cardinal, let's go see what Papa want's that's so urgent. Then I think we may have some time for my 'lesson' before the festival tonight."

They left Rosa and Ambrogia facing each other alone in the cold empty room.
"What's this about a festival ...sister?"

Ambrogia looked at her lover's mother and smiled sweetly.
"Why it's a festival to celebrate his Investiture of course...
though I know he had you in mind when he set the theme."

 

[ariosto]

writing as...Juan


"He'll be useless."
Juan stood glowering at his father as Rodrigo poured wine for both of them.
"Best he stay right where he is. He'll do less harm in a cleric's robes than a warrior's armor."

The Pope collapsed in his high backed chair. The ceremony had caused his gout to flair up and his feet were killing him.
"I'll need both of you for what I have in mind and we need not take the Cardinal's robes from Cesare to make him a soldier of the Church."

"Bah!...Luca would make a better general, at least she shows some measure of control over her actions."

"Sit down Juan, sit down...Cesare is still young and easily tempted, he'll grow out of it."

*Like you old man...like Father like son they say...at least I followed my mother's pattern...thank God!*
Juan sat beside Rodrigo and took a healthy swallow of his wine.
It was sour. The Pope who squnadered money in so many ways had never learned to tell a good wine from bad.

"Besides I don't trust him."

"What do you mean by that", Rodrigo asked but then came a rapping at the door and Cesare and his sister walked into the chamber.

 

[Snork Maiden]

Lucrezia

Lucrezia giggled as she pulled on the iron door handle, and whispered in her brother ear,

'Voolette voo coochette avec moi se swoir mon cher brother, jig a jig', her broken French raising a smile on his face. She pushed on the heavy door causing it to swing open into the large airy room.

Juan and Roderigo stood in debate, neither looking particularly pleased, either at the situation or the new comers arrival.

'What have we here?', Luca exclaimed trying to lighten the atmosphere. 'You two look like a couple of thunder clouds waiting to discharge. What for is this rainy day in Venice?'

She bounced light footed across the room and hopped onto a red velvet covered couch, spinning around and landing in it with a somewhat irreverant display of her petticoats. Her legs flying up in the air before returning to the floor she adjusted her posture and sitting quite demurely patted the seat next to her looking over at her Brother.

'Come my Cardinal Brother, sit with me a while'

She met Juan's disapproving stare with one of equal determination.
'You and Aunt Ambrogia seemed to be getting along very nicely’, she smirked, glancing at Juan’s crotch briefly before re-engaging his eyes. He dropped his stare and looked away attempting to change the subject.

'Well Father, what was it you wanted to discuss with us so urgently', Juan continued.

Roderigo glanced around the room, 'Perhaps we should discuss this at a later date over dinner. My mood is not well balanced at the moment', he glanced at his children and looked ruefully at Juan.

'Perhaps you might be good enough to escort your Aunt to her apartments Juan, be sure to invite her to sup with us this evening and make sure she is well attended to. Luca can you go find your mother and ask her to attend me here?

Finally glancing at Cesare, And you and I my boy, we need to have a fatherly-son discussion whilst your siblings run their appointed tasks.'

Lucrezia rose from her seat adjusting the hem of her dress she pecked her Father on the cheek and then turned leaving the room with Juan to carry out her Father's wishes.

Cesare sat on the couch waiting to receive his Fathers admonishment, but it didn't come instead the Pope merely walked to a cabinet and pulled a decanter of Sherry from the shelf. 'Ahhhh a taste of home', he smiled looking at Cesare, 'You will join me.?'

Roderigo pulled the glass stopper from the decanter and poured two glasses of the fortified Spanish wine into to glasses. Replacing the stopper he handed a glass to Cesare and then proposed a toast.

'The Borgias', he announced

 

[ariosto]

Cesare raised his glass...
"The Borgia's"
He sipped the sherry slowly, it was much better than Father's choice of wine.

"How does it feel to be a Cardinal my boy.?"

Cesare pondered his answer and opted for honesty over flippancy.
"I find these stupid raiment's constricting and I rue the day I took those ridiculous oaths and entered the clergy."

He began to strip off the scarlet robes.
Rodrigo eyed his son with increasing disaproval.

"Ingrate!...I gave you the most lucrative see in the Church!.
You will succeed me one day as POPE!!!"

Cesare turned on him, his vestments now lying strewn on the floor.
"And if so then I shall take the name Pope Lucifer the First!"

Rodrigo grabbed his son by the shoulders and shook him violently.
"I need you in the Church Boy!...You will milk your patronage dry...you will raise the funds neccessary for your Brother's campaigns!"

The Cardinal hurled his glass to the stone floor.
"Juan is a pompous ass, an incompetant! He will lead all of us to disaster!...Make him a fucking Cardinal!...Give me the Army and I'll show you how war is to be made!"

A ringing slap ended the conversation and Cesare stormed from the Popes chamber a livid bruise on his cheek....



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"Father did that?"
Luca's hands were softly caressing his cheek as he lay in the
tile bath doing his best to calm down after the mornings events.
He opened his eyes and looked into his sisters lovely face.
"Yes."

"He has the Borgia temper Cesare, you know that."
she leaned over, her hands spreading lather over his broad chest across the banded muscle of his stomach.
He reached out with his own and slid them both, wet and soapy into her blouse, cupping and squeezing her breasts. His fingers rolling and pinching her stiffening nipples.

Her hand closed around his cock and began to stroke it slowly to arousal...

So nice....trust Lucrezia to know exactly what he needed.

"Take off your clothes dear sister and get in with me...we'll bathe each other with great care and then we'll lie on your sweet bed and begin our lesson...