The wife of the enemy (closed)

((Sorry this took so long, on top of everything else, I caught a nasty stomach bug. I think I am finally better now.))


Isabelle's heart was fluttering in her chest. She leaned into Robert's hand. He was a man like no other she had known. She had no idea what he would do next. She liked that. In general, men were so predicable.

The renewed flogging did little more than bring a pink glow to her skin.

She smirked a little thinking that not all of her lovers had been lesser nobles. Some had been quite common, and others had been in the king's inner circle.

She sneered when the prisoner held her breasts and we about to say something when Robert ordered him away and cut him down with one stroke.

"I do not care what you do to the other one." She stepped close to Robert and put her arms around his neck mindful of the very sharpe sword in his right hand. Kill him now, kill him later..." She shrugged her naked shoulders which made her breasts rub against his chest. She put her lips close to his ear. "Do you think I still need to be punished? Or will you take me right here? Right now?"

She moved her thigh between his and rubbed his breeches where she knew his cock would be. She breathed out a languid sigh letting her hot breath caress his ear.
 
Robert grinned at her questions. He took her by the hand and lead her in front of the trembling prisoner, who, despite his terror, had a raging hard on.

"Did you hear that? The lady doesn't care if you live or die!" he said flatly.

"Please, mistress, spare my life and I will do anything!" he begged.

"I don't know what you could possibly do for her!" Robert said as he stepped behind Isabella. He held her naked body a couple of feet in front of the prisoner, her hands held tightly together behind her, forcing her to push her breasts forward, making the prisoner twitch and squirm.

He ran one of his hands over her breasts, enjoying the sensations in the tips of his fingers as he played with her hardened nipple.

"I don't think the lady needs anything else from you!" he continued as his hand traveled down between her legs, as he rubbed her wet pussy lips and clit.

"Please, sir, I would do ANYTHING!" he continued to beg, his cock throbbing helplessly in her view, watching Robert push his finger inside her cunt.

"Well... perhaps you could be a spy for us..." Robert said softly as he finger-fucked Isabella.

"Yes, yes!" the prisoner agreed eagerly.

"And when you don't spy, you could be entertainment for the lady!" he said with a smirk on his face as he pushed Isabella closer to him, and turned her around, until the prisoner's cock rested on her ass cheeks.

"Yes, sir, yes!" he prisoner groaned as his cock throbbed on Isabella's ass.

Robert then began to strip, not stopping until he was naked in front of her, his massive cock throbbing free in front of her.
 
((argh I can't believe I've been away for so long. This has been a horrible winter for me. One illness after another. Ugh. Once again, I hope I can get back on track. So so sorry.))

Isabella did not think she had ever been so aroused. Robert's sex games were even more twisted than her own. She watched as he disrobed. He was a fine example of a man, broad shoulders, slim hipped, strong muscular legs. And his cock...She licked her lips. He had the most perfect cock she had ever seen. A large and handsome member. It twitched as if saying hello to her.

She could feel the prisoner's cock pressing against her, she let it nestle against the cleavage of her ass. She wondered why Robert had done that. To arouse the prisoner more only to pull her away and fuck her himself, or did he have plans for the prisoner to be involved with them?

But is nakedness was too much to bear, she had to touch him, caress him, she wanted to feel him inside her. She took a step toward him, "Oh, Robert." Her nipples were high hard and proud, her skin flushed pink with desire.
 
((Sorry for delaying to respond to this. I've been lacking inspiration on it! Back now))

Robert stepped forward to meet her and grabbed her neck softly, wrapping his fingers around it, pushed her back until her ass pressed against the prisoner's cock, making him groan. She could feel the prisoner's breath behind her, his cock twitching on her ass cheek.

"She is beautiful, isn't she?" Robert asked the prisoner.

"Yes, milord, she is!" the man groaned, trying to move his body so he could rub his cock on her skin.

"Do you want to fuck her?" Robert asked as his hand traveled down from her neck to her breast, squeezing it softly, and playing with her nipple.

"W-what? O-only if she wants me to..." the man said cautiously.

"If she wanted it, would YOU want to fuck her?" he insisted.

"Yes, milord!" he said with a trembling voice.

"Did you hear that? He wants to fuck you!" Robert grinned at Isabella.

"Lord Robert!" a voice was heard suddenly from behind them.

Robert turned to face one of his men standing in the door, exposing Isabella's naked body to his view, his left hand pinning her against the prisoner.

"What is it?" he asked his samurai.

"Riders!" he said and bowed.

"How many?"

"At least ten!"

"Let them in the castle and ask them to wait for us!"

"Yes, Lord Robert!" he said and bowed, making his exit.

"Lady Isabella go to the window and tell me if you recognize any of them!" he said as he released her.
 
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