"The Castle of Shamus Stewart, the wicked ~Closed~

[LadyRozes]

"The Castle of Shamus Stewart, the wick

Brynn looked at the email she recieved.

Attn: NEEDED HISTORIAN

Looking for a historian, that is willing to stay in Ireland at the Castle of Shamus Stewart site. Required to know history of the area and be strong willed. Must have experience in searching and acheological knowledge. Must send application to Prime Benefactors INC. ......

Odd she had never heard of that historical agency... She looked for other names that could possbly have been sent to oddly only her name was written there.. Well Perhaps she should apply.. Ireland lore and history must have been her favorite subjects she delved into this was practically a dream job ..


as she read further, she realized it definately was for a hefty sum of money... well it wasnt the money that was wanting her to take the job it was this tingle she got when she opened it... making her feel this was the direction she should go ..

She replyed the email and immidately after a few minutes .. recieved a phone call stating that she should come in for an interview that evening..

If she thought it was odd that the interview was in the eveing she figured it was probably odd hours that the benefactors must keep... besides.. one month in Ireland ... who wouldnt go...

She went home after telling her boss that she was going for an interview for the assignment he forwarded.

"What assignment I never sent you one..."

She looked at her boss .. "well Im going for the interview .. If I get it I could make history .. " Laughing at her own joke, she left the office.

She was one of his best histrians ever since he joined his office.. so he let her take any assignment she wanted. He always wondered why it was that she was so good.

Little did he know that bryn had been gifted since she was a child. She couldnt understand why she just could feel whatever
She stood in front of her closet not know what to wear.. she had never done an evening interview before.. and she really wanted it.. maybe she should dress to appeal.. frowning.. how in the world was she going to do that ... she could barely dress for a date... not having much of a social life. brynn lived vicariously through the fantasies in the books she read... She tipped her small silver frames up from the tip of her nose. She looked in the mirror viewing the attire that she had worn to the office.. Long dark red broom skirt, black tank covered by a dark red long sleeve mans dress shirt which she had rolled up the sleeves so that they rested in the middle of her forearm. between her elbow and dainty wrist..
She wore long skirts becuase she never really liked to reveal her long legs and wore the long shirts over the tanks because she never wanted to reveal her attributes which always seemed to get every guys attention seeing as how you couldnt miss them.. really .. her body was built for the medieval era.. sometimes she wondered if she was born in the wrong time.. every guy she dated..wanted those tall slim looking models .. which she wasnt.. she was short and most of her body was her legs.. the only other thing which was long on her body was her hair.. it was so long that when it was down on one of those rare occasions it rested a little under the swell of her bottom..

She finally settled for a plain black dress she went downstairs adn headed for the hotel where they had a suite where the meeting was going to take place...

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Mr. O'Malley:

He rose and answered the knock on the door and as expected found himself facing the woman he'd been instructed to interview for the reasearh at the castle.

"Good evening. My name is O'Malley. Won't you come in."

He escorted her to the sitting area of the suite and, before sitting where he had been enjoying a Bushmills Irish Whiskey prior to her arrival, "This interview will be rather informal so may I offer you a drink of some type before it begins?"

 

[LadyRozes]

Bryn Durkoyadeen

As Bryn waited in the elevator, she took a look in the mirror on the back wall. She tugged on her black dress. She always felt a ittle scandelous wearing it, it was one of the most revealing things she had ever worn. not that anybody else would think so.. must be her sheltered childhood. It was long and velvet material hugged her curves just so that it would reveal her figure but not show any skin... the sleeves ended in points that coverd her wrist and a little of the space before the knuckles of her small hands. It had an empire waist line in the front. So it fell onto the curves of her body the was a mass amount of fabric in the skirt.. Part of the reason why she bought the dress on a whim was because of the skirt. when she twirled around in a cirlce it would twirl around her and wrap around her long legs.. making her feel like a princess.. Part of a childish fantasy really that made her want it so. It was the only piece of clothing she had that remotely looked like evening wear.. since she really never went out.

She hadnt had enough time to do anything with her hair so she pulled out a pen from her purse and pulled up her massive hair in a french knot on top of her head.. outwardly looking like a huge mass of curls that just rested on top of her head. Framing her face with two thick stray strands. It was a habit that usually made her feel more comfortable and in control of things. Plus she always lost her pens this way it was just a good place to keep one handy. If her hair was down.. it made her feel so vernable and weak... She only let loose her hair when she slept.

She stepped off the elevator and walked to the door and knocked. A man opened the door and spoke in a friendly tone

"Good evening. My name is O'Malley. Won't you come in."

Bryn smiled at the man as stepped into the suite.

"My name is Bryn Durkoyadeen, but you can call me Bryn its just easier.. "

Her golden brown eyes took in the view around the suite. It was a typical hotel suite.. two doors leading to a spacious bedroom and one to one of those magnanamous bathroom with huge swirly bathtubs.. she inwardly sighed .. one of these days she was going to have to get a suite jsut so she could play in one of those.. The decor of the suite was nice .. it had a luxurious feel to it.. she sat down on of the the settees near the coffee table..

"This interview will be rather informal so may I offer you a drink of some type before it begins?"

"Oh No, thank you, I dont drink, but I'll have a glass of water if you dont mind.." She put her purse down and thanked him when he handed her the glass of water she took a dainty sip of it then rested it onto a coaster that was laying on the table.

Since the interview was informal she figured she would ask a few questions..

"So, what exactly is this job about.. the description was quite vague.. ?"

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

O'Malley:

"Well, Bryn," he says after giving you the glass of ice water, "it involves archiving the library at Shamus Stewart's castle on the Irish coast and at the same time investigating the original Laird, or Lord, of the castle at the same time.
"It seems that there are ongoing rumors of hidden family treasure on the property, although not much credit is given to them, and also that Shamus was a bit of a wicked man, although there's no indication as to the nature of his wickedness.
"The person who'll be paying you has purchased the castle and surrounding property and wishes it fully investigated, including tales of hauntings, if you care to try to look into that too, that seem to chase the locals way.
"It seems that hardly anyone can stay in the castle for very long, although none will be specific as to why not."

He pauses to take a sip of his whiskey and continues, "Your employer, and mine, will require that you live in the castle during your time in Ireland to prove that it's not really haunted or the like. Should you leave before your archiving and investigation into Shamus is finished completed there would be a substantial financial penalty as is spelled out the employment contract you'd have to sign. It also includes a non-disclosure clause, again with a substantial financial penalty, should you divulge what you discover to anyone but myself or your employer."

"Does that sound acceptable to you so far Bryn?" O'Malley finishes and takes another sip as his eyes travel over her, pausing at her bodice and hips and legs.

 

[LadyRozes]

Bryn

"Does that sound acceptable to you so far Bryn?" O'Malley finishes

Bryn looked at O'Malley. She thought to herself well theres obviously a lot of secrecy here... "I understand perfectly. Please go on.." completely oblivious of where his eye were, She leaned over exposing a hint of an ample clevage as she picked up her glass of water to take another dainty sip.

She would take the job.. she loved this sort of secrecy ... it made her even more excited. hauntings huh... well she would definately have to see about that .. maybe if she searched around a bit.. near the dungeons she would be able to feel that sort of activity of the hidden treasury or something.
After she put the glass down again she waited for him to ccontinue..

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

O'Malley:

His eyes gleam a bit as he drinks in the sight of the smooth tan cleavage so apparently innocently displayed and he continues, "If that sounds acceptable to you Bryn I have the employment contract here.
"If you sign it at the end of your endeavors in Ireland, and if it takes longer than a month that's acceptable as long as you notify me in advance telling me why, you'll be paid what I said in the email, twenty thousand dollars.
"As you'll see if you leave early you'll lose most of it and if you ever, without written consent, disclose what you learn and find out then it all has to be returned and you'd have to pay a hefty indemnity over and above the twenty thousand."

He picks up an attache case, removes a sheaf of papers and a Monte Blanc pen and sets both on the table in front of you.

"Look it over. There's little 'legalese' in it, it plainly spells out what's expected, how much you'll be paid and the penalty clauses I've explained.
"If you agree to it all after reading it just sign the bottom of each page Bryn."

 

[LadyRozes]

Bryn

Bryn took the paper from O'Malley as he handed it to her leaning as she did before.. Innocentl;y. She took out her silver rimmed glasses and slipped them over her pixielike nose. She read over the legalese, then picked up the pen and sined the next month of her life away to tthe man that owned the castle..

"Here you are O'Malley. Thank you so much for this opportunity. I noticed that you didnt send the employment offer to anyone else ... I'm quite honored to be chosen for the opportunity. thank you" her bowshaped lips formed a wide smile.. " I most certainly enjoyed this discussion .."

She handed him the contract as she stood up .. thinking the interview was over... She couldnt wait.. a month .. she would find the treasure in a few days.. or what inventory needed to be done in a week or so if she worked at it.. then she would haave the rest of the mont to relax and enjoy the old castle.. she surpressed a giggle she couldnt believe she was going to live in a castle .. she couldnt wait to explore it.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

O'Malley:

Reaching into the attache case again O'Malley takes out an open ended airline ticket for a flight to New York connecting to British Airways first class to Ireland and a book of traveler's checks.

"These are now yours Bryn. The traveler's checks don't count as part of your salary, they're for expenses while travelling and for the month in Ireland.
"I think that you'll find the castle's library quite extensive and it hasn't been properly catalogued in ages and ages. I hope it will be of some assistance to you.
"Your flight leaves tomorrow evening at 7PM, and it's first class to New York too by the way.
"Now that business is finished care for a glass of wine to celebrate or do you have a lot of things to do before the flight?" he says as the contract and fountain pen are replaced in the case.

 

[LadyRozes]

Bryn

OOC: srry double post

 

[LadyRozes]

Bryn

Bryn unsure of what to do figured.. she might as well stay and chat for a while... she might learn some skills WOOOW first class.. she hadnt been on first class anything... she couldnt wait to start .. but first she would be gracious and stay at least for a little while..

"I normally dont drink at all, so when I do It hits me pretty hard... So I dont drink when I have to drive. My water is fine.. no i can stay for a while.."

She sat back down and sipped on her water.. this time keeping the glass in her hand.

"So Why was the "Interview" inthe evening. You could have told me all this tomarrow in the morning. Is the benefactor extremely eager to get his work done.. I must say that I can not wait until I get there.. I get to stay in Ireland and I get to spend my time in an old castle with my passion books.. How grand if life?!" she said her eyes glowing with excitement.

The color changed to a slight mayple syrup color.. as though you could look through it and see the other side.. Her thoughts were so easily read through her eyes .. And it didnt help that her eyes changed shades depending on her mood they lightened and darkened quited drastically..

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

O'Malley:

"I can tell you that he is anxious to move it, but that he's a bit concerned about the haunting rumors and a bit interested in the family treasure rumor.
"Prime Benefactors, Inc. was formed just for this particular endeavor, although he may keep it going for future things as well now that it's established."

He takes another sip of his whiskey, "Bryn, I hope that don't take offense in the politically correct touchy times, but your quite a lovely young woman.
"Do you mind if I ask what drew you to this line of work? I would have thought someone with your looks and the appeal you exude would have chosen something more in the public eye then historical investigation."

 

[LadyRozes]

Bryn

"Do you mind if I ask what drew you to this line of work? I would have thought someone with your looks and the appeal you exude would have chosen something more in the public eye then historical investigation."

Her cheeks stained pink slightly. "Thank you for the compliment O'Malley, " she stammered. That was the first time anyone said anything like that .. maybe he was just being nice.. trying not to think of that she replied to his other question. "I love books. I have never really been comfortable with the public eye... I much prefer books to people... they have so much more depth sometimes.. Im not much of a social person.. to be quite honest."

"Also, there is so much you can learn from looking into the past .. often times you learn enough that it helps you with the future... There is so much life in the past I find it almost a duty I am willing to do to preserve it"

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

O'Malley:

"I see and think I understand, but if you'll forgive the bluntness of an old Irishman, don't miss out on life by immersing yourself in the past or books so much that life passes you by Bryn.
"It's far better to be able to look back on your life and say 'I did it. Some may not have turned out just how I'd wanted, but at least I tried it.'
"That's far preferable to having to say, 'If I'd only...' as you look back on your life.
"You're far to lovely, and again forgive my forwardness, far to sensual looking to let life pass you by without your noticing that it's going."

 

[LadyRozes]

Bryn

Her cheeks flushed further ... it was amazing how many compliments she seemed to be getting this eve...
"Thank you for saying such sweet things. I wished I had the guts to do something about that."

"That's why I love doing these field assignments it gives me excitement.. I mean how many people do you know that stay in one place and never travel.. I get to see the whole world and do what I love best."


They talked a bit more hoping. He paid a few more compliments. she having never recieved so much attention like that simply did what she always did ignored it. and Thanked him for the coments that really boosted her self image.

She stood up. "thank you so much for a wonderful eveing..." feeling a bit bold she said to him "Perhaps we can meet again or keep in contact throughout my assignment " suddenly remembering a bit of the contract she signed she realized she didnt know who she was going to be reporting her findings to. "If I find anything.. I am assuming I am to contact you correct?"

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

O'Malley:

"Take life by the throat and squeeze all you can out of it Bryn. Take if from and Irishman old enough to be your father. It's the only way to live. Live life to it's fullest. Try everything a couple of times to make up your mind if you like it or not and if you do then do it as much as you wish and the hell with what others may think, as long as you aren't hurting them.
"Well that likely true. I hadn't considered the travel involved, but there again, when in foreign places try things don't hide in books or you'll wind up a disappointed old maid."

Another sip of his whiskey while she thanks him and asks about keeping in contact and who to report to, "You'll report to me Bryn. You'll find my card in the ticket folder with my phone number, cell number and fax number on it.
"As for your thanks, it's been my pleasure to feast my eyes on you and share your company, lovely young lady."

 

[LadyRozes]

Bryn

Bryn smiled and stepped to the door she turned, "Then we will keep in touch" she said shyly.

When she got home she put her travel kit that she always had packed so when she needed to leave right away she could into her suitcase.. along with a whole bunch of tank tops, skirts, and overshirts, a few oversixed sweaters, a pair of jeans, and a pair of overalls.. her favorite piece of clothing after her undergarments..

one of her biggest jokes for herself was her weakness in her ligerie.. she had to have pretty lingerie.. All her bras had matching panties.. she had black, red, white, pink, nude, all in different types of fabric, satin, velvet, lace, silk, .. her nightgowns .. she liked to pretend she was adventureous.. and she would buy these beautiful gowns... long humongous skirt bottoms.. and when she didt want to wear her bras .. she would wear her corsets.. with her garters.. adn jsut to be kinky.. she wouldnt wear any panties when she did that .. it was her private joke... no one need know that under that shy exterior.. was a passionate woman just waiting to come out.. though she fought it well and good and kept it hidden from the world with her shyness..

she went to sleep and had dreams of Ireland.. the next evening she took her flight to Ireland.. had the most wonderful experience of her life sitting in first class, then couldnt wait to see the beautiful castle..

O'Malley had said there would be a guide to show her the way .. though he wouldnt stay the hight in the castle with .,.. she didnt mind.. maybe she could get the ghost story oout of him.. she really loved the Irish culture and couldnt wait to get into the castle...

when she stepped off the terminal she looked for the guide that was supposed to help her get settled...

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Guide:

Standing out side of Irish Customs is a young man dressed in corduory pants, a flannel shirt and a pullover sweater that the Irish made famous. He's holding a sign reading "Castle Shamus Stewart".

When Bryn identifies herself he gathers her bags and carries them out to his car as he tells her his name it Timothy, but Tim will do "just fine mum".

Once in the car Tim explains that it'll be about three hours to the Castle and asks if she wants to stop for a bite to eat before they get out into the countryside where inns are more scarce.

 

[LadyRozes]

Bryn

Bryn smiles and thanks Tim for his hospitality.. she knew How long meals could last in Ireland.. and told him.. she would jsut eat later.. when she arrived at the castle..

then she asked him if he had heard of any ghost stories.. regarding the castle..

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Tim:

"Oh, aye mum. There's no shortage of those ya know.
"Seems auld Shamus was a bit of a strange one. He had queer tastes and being the Laid of the Castle and all of its lands and crofters, what you Yanks call tenant farmers me thinks, he took full advantage with the lassies, if ya git what I mean.
"I've never stayed in the castle meself, but have heard tell that sleeping there brings very, ummm, strange dreams.
"If tis a man then he finds himself fighting Shamus or on the wrong end of his temper in the dungeon.
"If tis a lassie, well, umm, well lets say she receives different attentions from Shamus, and not always pleasent ones either.
"The dreams are why no one from the region will sleep the night there. Tales have it that those who have for very long aren't quite the same ever again that auld Shamus leaves his mark on 'em forever."

The drive is uneventful and sprinkled with other tales of the area surrounding the castle and some of his history from the local perspective.

At last, just as the full moon is setting the car turns off the country road and down a lane bordered by stone walls. Around a curve and there it is, the castle silouetted with the moon behind it. As you draw closer you can hear the crashing of the waves on the rocks below and see a single light burning inside.

"I took the liberty of leaving the light burning for ya mum. I'll carry yer bags inside and park the car in the garage before making my way home across the moors. It's a short walk, only half an hour or so away.
"I'm the caretaker and left my phone number by the phone if'n ya needs me mum."

Tim pulls up at the front door of the imposing structure, carries your bags inside, the doffs his hat and wishes you pleasent dreams and leaves to park the car telling you he'll leave the keys in it for you.

The massive iron bound wooden doors close with a final sounding 'thump' and Bryn's alone in the castle.

 

[LadyRozes]

Bryn

Bryn watched at Tim shut the wooden doors.. she almost felt like she was being locked in.. never one for theatrics she looked around.. the castle was very well kept for how old the building was. The first thing she did .. was pull the glove off her hand.. she brushed her fingers on the wall of the stairs as she climbed them.. to get to the rooms. At one point a flash of an image pops in her head.. one of a carnel nature.. a large tall man taking a woman against the wall.. Bryn blushed in embarresment. THe ceiling was so high she thought it had to be two stries high..

when she go to the top of the stairs there was a hallway one way let to the tower.. the other a wing.. she turned towards the wing.. that was where she saw Tim Put her bags.. castles like these always had passages hidden from eyse that werent searching for them... she couldnt wait to start .. but it was late.. and she was jetlagged from the flight... as much as her flight was fun.. she really normally hated flying as she hated heights... they really gave her a fright... she stepped into the double doors that looked like the Lairds chambers.. She smiled in her excitment she couldnt believe that the chamber she was going to say in thas the lairds.. well being the only one staying there.. she suppossed she should get first dibs...
She stepped in and realized with a sigh it was to be expected that the room would be remodeled to have present day facilities.. she liked the way the decorator made it look like it was from the past.. maybe they were going to remodel the castle and rent it out like they do other castles in Ireland.. for tourists to get the castle experience... with the servants and everything... she would look around the castle tomorrow tonight she would explore the room. It was decorated in all the decore of the twelfith century.. when the first laird built the castle.. there were two large windows that had large heavy drapes covering them up. She walked over to them and pushed them open, then realized one was a balcony.. that must have been added later.. it wasnt a custom to have one then.... the windows had new glass in them.. She looked for a closet or a room where she could unpack her things.. seeing two door she chose the farther one .. it opened to a bathroom..

Bryn gasped.. she had died and gone to heaven. the bathroom had a very roman non celtic feel to it... but ... but It had one of those bathtubs that she dreamed of ... the one you could practically swim in .. it had jets .. so it could be turned into a hotub... mmm she coudl imagine many nights in the tub full of bubbles.. a bunch of candles lit everywhere .. laying in the tub vegging, reading , relaxing... it also had a shower.. and a toilet and sink .. the toilet was in a seperate little compartment .. so if two people were using hte bathroom one wouldnt have to watch the other do their business..

she turned yanking herself out of the room, fully intending on visiting later this evening...

She walked into the other room.. it seemed the closet was the only thing they kept authentic.. the walls were still of stone.. excvept they added metal poles into each side replacing the rotted wooden ones.. she guessed..they had from the last century or so.. she got down to business and began unpacking her things.. it was nice how the lights flickered like they were real candles.. it made her feel as if she was right at home.. she lifted her back to put it onto one of the shelfs when her hand grazed the wall.. her back had been bulky so she fell aganst the wall.. when she did that two things happened..

the wall that she hit seemed to have moved a little almost like it groaned or something.. then her senses had been engulfed in the vision of that same warrior looking man large and menacing pushing on a particular brick and watching the wall move.. then he looked at though he walked down some stepps as if going down farther than the castle forgrounds and into the caves of the cliff ... the carved stone had given away to looking more natural as the man progressed down the stairs .. to a door.. she woke up to see herself on sprawled on the floor her lingerie thrown in every which way direction..

she quickly stood up and put her things away into the cupboard the castle had been equiped with. .. then she undressed grabbed her light flowy white night gown with the pretty white roses stitched into the neckline and down one side.. where it ended and the skirt slit down to reveal her legs when she walked.

She figured it was too late to truly appreciate the tub.. as she loved bathing in the eveing it helped to relax her and ready her for bed.. so she simply filled it took a quick bath promising herself that she would use it extensively the next night ... she washed her hair with rose essense oil that helped to keep its luster and strenth .. then toweled dried her body. slipped on her gown and slipped into the magnifcent four poster bed with a huge canopy and curtains and the wonderfful down comforter .. She pulled her long wet hair.. that turned into large curls whenever she washed it.. from under her to over the may pillows on the bed.. she was so exhausted from unpacking and putting things away, then to top it her jet lagg from the flight.... she smiled and snuggled deeper into the bed realizing she had no where to go tomorrow .. and she could sleep until the sun was well into the sky... her long lush eye lashed closed and rested on her flushed cheeks that were rosy from her hot bath... she drifted into a deep slumber...

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

He strides toward you out of the gloom in the room is the only way to describe how he approaches.

He's a moderately tall man, at least 6' tall and has broad shoulders and a deep chest. Both the chest and his shoulders and arms can be clearly seen and both are muscled and tanned.

His hair is a reddish gold as is his beard and moustache. His eyes are a startling blue and at the moment hold a fierce look, and what might be called a predatory one too. He licks his lips and grins a humorless hungry grin as he grows nearer his kilt swishing around his bare legs and the sword at his waist moving as he moves even with a hand resting lightly on it.

"Wench, ya have noo business in me castle ya weren't invited, but since yoor here seems only fair that yoo pay a price for me hospitality," he says in a moderately deep voice.

He's only steps away when Bryn decides to run. She whirls and gets all of two steps when her head is jerked backward and she runs out from under it her scalp on fire, her long hair gripped in his big and strong looking hand.

She lands with an "Oooomph!" as the air explodes from her lungs and lays gasping trying to breath again. The slit skirt of the white nightgown flares up then settles down on her stomach and high on her shapely thighs as she lays gasping.

The man walks around to stand over her looking down and now the look in his eyes as he gazes at her heaving breasts and bared thighs is very definitely predatory and hungry.

"Aye, wench. A fair price I'll claim and yoo'll pay it too," he says as he drops to one knee and his hand grips the bodice of the nightgown and with one hard jerk rips it to the waist then jerks the two halfs apart revealing two firm breasts and their fear hardened large tips in the center of the crinkled surrounding silver dollar sized circles.
"Oh aye lass making yoo pay fer me hospitality t'will indeed be me pleasure. Oh yes, indeed it will."

His big, veined hands grip the nightgown's ripped sides and once more jerk. Jerk and leave it in two pieces to the hemline and totally baring her to his eyes.

"What's this? Are ye a babe ta have noo hair on yur pussy wench? Are ya a babe or is this some strange custom where yoo be froom.
"Either way, yoo'll keep it this way for I like how vulnerable it makes yoo look. Understand wench? If not yoo'll be punished fer disobeying me.
"Laird Shamus dinna like disobedient wenches and willingly teaches them the error of their ways, painfully."

He moves and his powerfully muscled thigh presses a knee between hers forcing them apart. His other leg joins the first and now he's looking down at the denuded pussy as he licks his lips and raises the front of his kilt.

For some odd reason Bryn giggles as she thinks to herself, 'Now I know what they wear under the kilt.' as she looks at a very impressively sized uncircumcised penis. A very hard penis pointing up her belly or at her pussy.

She tries to scrabble backward and away from the threat of that hard member, but is stopped by two calloused hands closing on her breasts and squeezing them, very hard. The fingers sink into the frim flesh and is squeezed out between them he holds them so hard.

"Aiiiiieeeeee!!!! Hurts!! Hurts sooo much!!! Owww! Owww!!Stop!!! Stop!!! Let go!! Pleeeeasseee let goooo!!!," she screams as he using her breasts to pull her back along the floor toward him.

For an answer he laughs a nasty and wicked laugh as he looks down at her then gathers saliva in his mouth then lets it drool from his lips onto the bare skin and slit of Bryn's pussy.

"Tis fer me wench, ta make the price ye'll pay easier fer me 'til ye've gotten good and wet, and ya will afore I've finished with yoo."

One hand leaves a breast, leaving behind a red handprint, and moves to his penis. Gripping it he rubs it in the saliva and up and down the slit spreading the wetness from her clit to her tight opening.

As Bryn struggles to get away begging for him not to rape her, the hand on her breast tightens again and slowly twists it as he smiles down at her wickedly as she screams in pain.

Then with a jerk of his hips his hard penis enters her, after a bit of pushing as the broad head is forced in. He pauses looking down at where he's penetrated her just an inch or so, up at her tits and then into her eyes and listens to her with that wicked smile on his face again.

 

[LadyRozes]

Bryn

Bryn looked up at the deranged figure on top of her.. the tears were welled up in her making them look like a doe's trapped in a lbright light.. She whispered pleading with him.. her pushing had done nothing .. he couldnt be budged..." please.. please.. Laird dont do this.. .. I'm not here to bother you... jsut leave me be.. please dont hurt me... "

For one brief second she though she got through to him.. stopped. She took took that second and jumped what every he had been doing below her.. hurt so much she could barely crawl away... why .. why she didnt understand what was happening....
her eyes blurred for a second..

she shook her head .. something was wrong... the next thing she knew.. she had jerked out of bed.. she looked around her.. the sun had bearly begin to stream thruogh the windows and nothing so much as a pin drop could be heard.. when she loked on her gown .. she saw that it had tangled up all way to her stomach ... shivering realizing it was just a dream... she was shaking so bad ..

She slipped out of the massive bed and she decided a bath would be in order... everytime she got sacared she would take a bath to calm her down ... she filled the tub and took out her bubbles .. shrugged off the horrid gown... and slipped into the tub .. washing the feeling away... she had never felt so scared in her life.. no one had ever touched her that way before... sure she had dates... but nothing so remotely close tothat ever happened in all her twentyone years... her long curly hair dipped into the bubble bath and soaked there .. her breathing became even...

When she began to wash herself she noticed a handmark on her beast... when she touched it her breast tingled and her nipples turned into hard little buttons ... she felt so weak.. well she would relax..

the tub had all these wierd indentations so she put one of her long pale legs there.. it was pale because she never wore anything to let it show in the sun... thus it stayed that pale color from when she was a baby...

her parents used to joke with her...because she had been so pale that people didnt believe she was an indian baby.. she looked italian with that pale skin and jet black hair.. but as she grew up her hair had lightened in color getting a few natural redish highlights that could only be seen in the sun and her skin on her face,neck,arms and a little of her shoulders darkened a little giving her that slight sunkissed look.. not a dark tan, but a golden one.. that women go to tanning salons wishing for that perfet tone... which she was blessed with naturally ..

enjoying the cool breeze her leg was getting because the air touched her slick wet skin.. she closed her eyes and rested ..and literally in minutes she fell asleep in the tub .. someting she did all the time.. when she took baths early in the morning..

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Shamus:

"Tis rude ta leave afore I've finished with yoo wench," a familiar voice says from behind Bryn as she's once more standing in a gloomy hallway illuminated only by torches widely spaced along the walls.

Those strong hands grip her shoulders and force her to her knees as she screams, "Noooooo! Not again!!!! Nooooo, don't rape me!!!! Pleasssse don't rape me I begggg youuuu!!"

She's forced forward so that her shoulders are pressed to the floor and her ass is up in the air. This time there's no pause. This time he puts the head of the hard cock she'd seen and felt in her last dream at the entrance to her vagina and he shoves as he pulls her back toward him.

This time his cock drives in spreading her tight, moist walls wide apart as an inch or two past the wide head sinks into her tight heat... and she screams again as he laughs.

 

[LadyRozes]

Bryn woke up screaming.. jerked in the bathtub.. she shook her head of the vivid images... the water had gone cold... damn it she fell asleep again..
she stood up and decided to start her day it wasnt that she scared of going back to bed it was that she was eager to start her day...

she put on her black skirt and black tank, with her black over shirt swept up her hair in the normal twist and looked around for a pencil to keep it up in.. then started downstairs..after taking her morning breakfast she wandered around the large castle.. it was amazing how much they had managed to preserve.. she opened chambers and found a formal dining hall with a set dinner for twelve..

she opened another and found a large ballroom.. it looked as if it had been an edition in the early 18th century the floor was wood. She wandered a bit more and opened an old doorway..

she found an enormous library... this was probably what he had wanted to get logged and to get a catalog going.. Not one to dally around she set about her business figuring after she was done she would wander the town for a bit for dinner..

she worked well into the evening completely losing track of time.. But she managed to accomplish a lot.. Half the books on one side had been alpabatized organized by subject and ready to catelog... so engrossed in her work she never bothered to explore the library.. she would bring up the laptop she brought and start that tomorrow, tonight she was going to have fun.

She drove down to the pub in the local village near by the castle and had a dinner there. Siting in the back she Enjoyed the entertainment.. celtic music was her favorite kind... she laughed and enjoyed the atmosphere in the pub, then later yawning.. she realized she a bit of a drive so she stepped to leave the pub. After about an hours drive she went home and took another languid bath slipped one of her dressing gowns on and padded around to the closet... after getting her silky black night gown on she slipped the matching robe on for extra measure.

After she was done she remembered the vision she had in the closet and looked around for the stone which gave her that vision.. she roamed her hands around then suddenly .. she found a brick way above her head that was pusked in slightly .. being as short as she was she climbed the cupboard and pushed on the brick.. the wall shook and she almost lost her balance.. it felt like the whole castle had groaned...

the wall that she had thought was just a wall moved slowly .. but it didnt open all the way... forgetting her wish to sleep she grabbed a lantern and slipped the through the wall she saw a small two foot landing and some steps... extremely inquisitive she walked down the steps ... after what seemed like three flights she found another slip in the wall ... she would explore later.. she continued down the steps.. odd for a passage that wasnt used in who knows how long .. it was dry no dust.. like it had been washed yesterday..

when she walked to the bottom of the stairs she saw the huge stone door in from of her from her vision.. she loked for a latch of some kind spotting it she tried to pull.. oddly it swung open too easily .. when she swung the lamp to look inside she gasped...

She looked around everthing in there looked like it was from a torture chambe of some kind... all these tools everywhere.. she had no idea what they were used for.. careful not to touch anything that might spurn a vision looked at all the mechanisms.. suddenly she got a creepy chill race up her spine she yelped and raced back up to her chamber ... she would come explore down here tomorrow when it was daylight...

she slipped back through the door and raced up the stairs.. walked through the wall and slipped into bed .. after turning the lamp off. She closed her eyes and eventually after her fear subsided sleep consumed her.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Shamus:

Smack!* A hard calloused palm smacks the side of Bryn's face and she's spun around by the force before falling to her knees then onto her bottom.

When she looked up with tears blurring her vision she saw it was 'him' again and he looked furious as he reached down and ripped the black nightgown from her body.

Bryn's long lusterous and thick hair was used to jerk her to her front on the cold stone floor. He moved behind her and his hands gripped her hips and lifted them so her knees were on the floor under her.

One hand holds her that way effortlessly. No matter how hard Bryn struggles she can't get up or get away from him. Then his hand begins to smack onto one ass cheek and then the other. Back and forth, over and over his spanks her setting her ass on fire as the heat, the pain grows and grows in the firm buttocks.

Just as suddenly as it began it stops and he finally speaks, "I'll give ya one warning wench. Stay ootta places where ya dinna belong. Stay oot or yoo'll pay the price fer yoor tresspassing.
"And now we'll finish what we've begun twice noo, before ya so rudely left me withoot asking."

With one unbelieveably hard raping thrust his cock is driven into Bryn's pussy to its base. As she screams and screams, as she begs and pleads for mercy that's not forthcoming she feels his scrotum swing and hit against her clitoris and his thick pubic hair tickling and scratching around the stretched rim of her cunt.

His hands now hold both hips, fingers dug into the front of her hip bones and thumbs sunk deep into her ass cheeks. She's pushed forward as he pulls his cock back until the tip is just touching it's outside then jerked backward as he drives into her again. Her breasts and nipples slide on the cold stones of the corridor, stones smoothed by aeons of wear as she's moved by him, as he fucks, rapes her on and on and on ignoring her screams, whimpers and pleas.