The Witchfinder

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Gowan Peters looked down from the height of his white steed, Purity, at the gaggle of unkempt, ragged villagers who had gathered to witness his arrival. He was feared throughout this part of the country, feared for his relentless pursuit, prosecution and inevitable burning at the stake of women, young and old, that he accused of witchcraft on the flimsiest of evidence. Sometimes it was on the evidence of someone with a grievance against the accused others he chose himself as he had the authority to get a confession any way he could, this was one reason why most of his victims had been young and pretty. He could use them any way he wished and quite often the women would offer themselves to him if he would let them go free. Many a time he had laid with them only to watch them burn the next day.

He was an imposing figure, dressed in black which matched his heart, He surveyed the crowd, his piercing eyes searching out the young women, he had no one accused here in this small village but if he could find one woman among them that would give him some sport then they would be the one he chose. His eyes alighted on a petite figure standing in the shadow of a doorway, she was looking at him then looked quickly away. He pointed his riding crop at her and spoke quietly,

"Come here my dear out into the open where I can see you, tell me your name."
 
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Emily was a young woman, a farmer’s daughter nothing worth knowing in fact. No one really noticed her much she kept to herself so she never would be in trouble or have to mess around with trouble. The men in town noticed her day after day more since she was growing and becoming more beautiful each and every day and since she was a hard working woman to help her father since her mother had died this made the men’s eyes see her even more.

It was one day as she hears a lot of noise outside on the street so she stopped cutting vegetables for supper and went to the door to look what was going on she wiped her hands on her apron. It was then she noticed it was something going on it was him, here in town it was always so quiet and slow that he didn’t find his way very often here but everyone knew who he was and mostly the young women feared him.

She saw him as he got near she looked away hoping she wouldn’t fall in eye of him thou when he called out to her she sighed some taking a deep breath telling herself be kind not feisty or you might just be his next victim.

She did as told she came out a bit towards him to show herself and spoke.

“Hello good Sir my name is Emily. I’m a farmer’s daughter, exactly the daughter of Luke Mckennly. How may I be of help?!”
 
The young woman stepped into the sunlight and unnoticed by the villagers he shifted in his saddle to adjust the sudden lack of room in his breeches, the girl was a beauty, her dress did little to hide her shape. His eyes took all this in in an instant and his eyes narrowed, a faint smile on his lips.

"A farmer's daughter eh? Every farmer's wife or daughter that I have ever seen has been the size of a cow with udders to match but you are different."
Slowly and deliberately he dismounted and stood in front of the young woman who said her name was Emily. He removed his gauntlet and stroked her rosy cheek with the back of his forefinger in a sensuous caress, his hand slowly moved down her neck and brushed over her breast.

"Yes, so soft, so delightfully soft." He murmured.

"I will call on you later unless you would care to come to my quarters where we can get to know each other better"

He made it sound like an invitation when everyone knew it was a command that Emily would be wise to obey.
 
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Emily had always been a hard headed child and never really was like most girls in the town and everyone knew that there. When he got off his horse, she sighed slightly getting more attention from him then she ever had wanted, everyone knew he had something for young pretty women.

After he said that the most farmers’ wives or daughters he knew was fat and tits in over size she had to keep herself from laughing. She would have loved to answer that, that the most farmers that had wives and daughters like her were hiding them from him and others to keep their luck for them self’s.

Since her mother had bin gone her father only had her and needed her help more then he could be able to hide her from the outer world.

He stood in front of her and stroked over her cheek she wanted to slap his hand away but that just might be a reaction he is begging for, maybe he is waiting for something to be able to blame her for something but she wasn’t going to give him that if she could was able to.

He then invited like he probly liked to call it thou it was a demand and she was hard headed but was smart, she knew if she went he would try more then just get to know her but if she didn’t go he would use it against her in some way or other.

She bowed her head some trying not to sigh and spoke trying to keep her voice friendly.

“If that would Please you Sir then I just might do that…..Right away or Later?! “

She brushed her hands off once more, she wore a blue dress not to tight but enough to show her curves of what she had or not. She tried to breathe calmly but this did upset her a bit, which made her breasts rise and fall a bit faster then before when he was still sitting on his horse.

Should she be worried now or was she going to be able to get herself out of this mess again, maybe there was no mess maybe he really just wanted to talk she thought. She looked back in the house for a second or two if her father was near so he just might know what was going on and then turned back to him nodding agreeing to his invitation.
 
Gowan had more on his mind than conversation when he extended his invitation to the shapely Emily, once she was in his quarters her fate was sealed. The whole village knew or guessed his intentions and he saw that Emily was conflicted and undecided so he mounted his steed again and smiled down at her,

"Well?"

When she finally nodded her assent his smile turned into a wolfish grin and lust burned brightly in his eyes. He leaned down and with one arm he put it it under hers and lifted her easily to sit astride Purity in front of him, his arm around her slim waist held her in place and his breeches bulged so she could feel his hardness poking her rear. He kneed the horse forward and with every step he pressed harder against her shapely round rear.

As they rode towards the inn where he intended to stay he whispered in her ear,

"We shall soon be very close friends Emily, but I must know, answer me truthfully, are you a virtuous woman? Virtuous and pure of body?"
 
Emily wasn’t sure what to do but she thought it might be worse for her and her father, so she had no other way to agree. She gasped some as he then lifted her so easily up onto his horse and of course, she thought in front of him.

His arm went around her slim waist and rested on her stomach as his thighs caressed her as she could slightly feel something else but didn’t react at first, thou as the horse started to move and her hips swayed to match the movement which made her notice him even more.

Since she didn’t know where to put her hands any ways she then leaned them back on his thighs and tried lifting her hips ever so slightly hoping he won’t notice so that her rear wouldn’t rub so much against him. It was then that his whisper that she knew she was right about what she feared he really wanted from her.

She turned her head slightly to the side to speak to him over her shoulder.

“Good Sir for what kind of woman do you think I am… !”

She was a bit mad at this question but she knew she had to be careful and already knew the way she spoke to him she would get it back if not right away then soon.
 
He felt the young woman try to adjust her position in front of him by levering herself up with her hands on his thighs but she only succeeded in planting her cute backside on his hard bulging mahood right into the crack of her rear. He chuckled at her evasive reply to his question as to whether she was virtuous and pure,

'Good Sir for what kind of woman do you think I am… '

"As yet I have not formed an opinion merely a hope that somewhere in that prim exterior that you present to the world there is a woman with a passion that knows no bounds, I mean to find that woman."

His hand slid slightly upwards so that the weight of her breast rested in the palm of his hand and his thumb brushed over her nipple through the thin material. He leaned forwards to smell the fragrance of her long blonde hair and his erection grew even more, nudging firmly into her rear end.

As they rode he noticed that her nails were clean and trimmed and there were no callouses on the palms or fingers, so unusual for a farmers daughter, used to manual labour.

"How is it your hands are so soft? Do you have a special ointment for them that you make yourself?"

The question itself was innocent enough but there was a dark purpose behind it.
 
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Emily gasped ever so slightly as she felt him now more then before but if she let her self down again to sit firmly it would only make it worse, so her fingers griped his thighs slightly tighter as she tried to keep off him though his arm around her kept her from going to far away.

She was shocked when his hand then went to her breasts she jumped but since her hands were on his thighs holding herself up she couldn’t smack his hand away. She turned her head once again towards him as she spoke with a bit nervously to him then. His hand against her breast ever so softly but his thumb over her nipple made her slightly jump once more as she leaned back against him some as she tried to lean away from his hands.

“Please stop that… Sir!”

It was then he asked about her hands how she kept them so soft and clean as a farmers daughter, she wasn’t sure what to tell him but she knew then he wanted to know something else and not just about her hands.

“No I don’t, I use cloth wrapped around my hands while I work and bath them ever night in water to keep them soft, Even a Farmers daughter is allowed to have something nice about herself or is that forbidden Good Sir!”

Her arms were starting to get slightly tired but she feared to let herself sit back down fully she could already feel him budge against her.
 
'Please stop that… Sir!'

Emily's demand fell on deaf ears, Gowan smirked and squeezed her firm young breast then he asked,

'How is it your hands are so soft? Do you have a special ointment for them that you make yourself?'

'No I don’t, I use cloth wrapped around my hands while I work and bath them ever night in water to keep them soft, Even a Farmers daughter is allowed to have something nice about herself or is that forbidden Good Sir!

Her reply appeared to be truthful and a simple explanation would have been enough but Gowan was experienced enough to know that nervous people sometimes say more than they intended, He seized on the second part of her reply.

'You appear to have a great deal more than your hands to feel nice about yourself, it must be difficult unless you have a special soap or lotion that you make yourself.

They came to a halt outside the inn and Gowan slid down from the horse and reached up to help Emily dismount. Whether it was by accident or design no one could tell but when she slid from the saddle his hands which had been holding her calves were now holding the tops of her milky white thighs with her dress around her waist. Emily was pinned between the horse and Gowan her breasts pressed into his chest and Gowan's groin pressed hard against the apex of Emily's legs. Their faces only inches apart, his hot breath panting in her face.

'You certainly seem to take great care of your body as well as your hands, you must show me.

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Emily sighed some he wanted her to say something wrong or something he could use against her but if she could, she would make sure he didn’t become anything from her that he could use against her.

Before she could once again say something about lotions or soaps he so dearly wanted to know about they stood before the inn. Before she could react or think about anything he moved so behind her and slid off the horse, he might not have been the kindest of men but he was still half a gentle men she thought at least. He reached up to help her or at least she thought he wanted to help her but what she was soon going to find out it was to feel more of her.

She took his hand and turned slightly so she could also slid off the saddle, his hands held her calves and as she slid down his hands rose higher and now she stood between him and his horse. Her dress now almost around her waist his hands under her dress, she was pinned between him and the horse which made it hard to keep her distance from him. Her breasts pressed against him his lips only inches from hers and each time the horse breathed in it pressed her even more against him and she could feel more of him pressing against her.

It was then he then said he wanted to see more she tried to push him with her hands away slightly and tried to speak without being nervous but she knew now she really was in danger he wouldn’t just leave this to speaking as she had feared and now she was sure of it.

“Good Sir please don't !”

She looked around some as if scared someone was watching or maybe even her father see them there like this. She tried to make it look like she didn’t want anyone seeing her like this but she didn’t want anyone and him to see her like this but she knew it was to late for that.
 
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Gowan stood still with Emily pressed up against him, his bulging breeches rubbed against the thin cotton cloth of her pantaloons, rubbed on her mound so that the heat from his cock transferred to her mound so she could feel it. Gowan knew she could feel the heat and would know that this was just the beginning. They stood head to toe, pressed together for long minutes so Emily would know that the witchfinder wanted her but it was up to her how he took her. Eventually he led her up to his room and told her to stand in the centre of the room.

"I am going to trust that you answer my questions honestly, if I discover you have lied or misled me you will be punished.Do you understand?"

He pulled up a chair and sat facing her,

"You say you are virtuous and pure yet a woman of your beauty must have suitors clamouring for you, were you not tempted by at least one of them or have you already lain with one who gives you your beauty in exchange for your loyalty to him? You know the one of whom I speak, the dark master the one with the goat's head. He always leaves his mark on his women, usually in a secret place so that it is not easily seen. Do you have such a mark or is your whole body unblemished? You must show me so undress, everything must come off so that I may examine you."

He could tell that Emily was frightened and wondered if she did indeed have the Devil's mark on her, he would soon know.
 
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She felt him more between her legs then she had ever really wanted to and she knew it wouldn’t be less then he wanted to and would get if she weren’t careful. She tried to adjust herself or her body some as if trying to ease her hips away from him but the horse kept her right were he wanted her and wouldn’t let her move anywhere else were he didn’t want her to be.

She thought he was going to move his hands to some place she would want less then his hands had already been but then he steps back to show her to his room. She feared each step that brought them closer to his room where no one else would be but the both of them, which meant she had no witness of what he would do and he had free hands to do what he wanted and wished to do.

They walked in the room she looked around as she nibbled her lower lip getting a bit scared what might happen after he closes the door behind them. He brought her to the middle of the room and left her standing there, her hands rubbing her wrists some before folding them back behind her back some for no reason but just to have a place to put them, so he might not notice how nervous she was to be standing before him like this.

He had asked her thee questions she wished not to answer which he just might make this worse on her but she wasn’t sure how as she wasn’t sure whom she spoke then more to the Witchfinder or the man who wanted more of her.

“I am virtuous and pure Good Sir, I cant say that there hasn’t been men that were interested in.... well knowing me better or wanted just one thing but I believe a girl should save herself for her Husband to be and not just for some men. “

She knew this wasn’t what he wanted to know but she wasn’t going to give into what he wanted her to she wouldn’t speak of the devil or witches because it didn’t matter what she said. If he wanted her to be a witch, he would find anything she said as a symbol of it therefore she would give him only that what she had to.

“Mark…? No Mark Good Sir!”

She then crossed her arms before her as if to try and keep her dress on as long as she could not wanting to stay here naked and helpless before him. She knew she would have to soon but as long as she could keep it from coming to this, she would.

“Good Sir I don’t wish to upset you in any way but to what means do you have to think I would have a mark of something I already have told you I don’t.. and can’t you just see without me having to take off my dress…”

She looked around as if trying to find something that just might help her or save her but there was nothing, she didn’t know what to do as her knees slightly started to shiver nervously. They didn’t shiver because of what he was blaming her of being but what he might do to or better said with her when she stood before him fully naked.
 
Gowan watched the young farmer's daughter, seeing how nervous and fidgety she was but still she would not do as he asked and remove her clothes so he smiled at her as a father might smile at a disobedient child.

"Emily, dear Emily, if I could see any other way to satisfy my curiosity I would take it but as you seem so reluctant I fear that I must remove them my self."

He moved right up close to her and began to unfasten the apron she wore over her dress, slowly he lifted it off her ad threw it in a corner of he room. He paused, enjoying this game of cat and mouse where he was the cat and she was the the poor defenceless mouse waiting to be played with.

"You see that I am serious about this, I ask you once again to remove your clothes, every stitch so that I may examine your body, if you will not then you will stay here with me overnight, the villagers will know you are here and will draw their own conclusions as to what you are doing all night, your reputation will be in tatters, known henceforth as The Witchfinder's Whore, or you do as I ask and when I am satisfied you can leave with your reputation intact, which do you choose?"
 
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Emily didn’t know what to do as she saw this smile on his lips it was like a father to a child but something was still different about it. He then stood up as he spoke to her, which made her hold her breath some her eyes locked to his as she nibbled the corner of her lower lip.

She didn’t dare move to afraid of what he might do if she did as she then felt him take off her apron and then ask her to take off her cloths freely or he would do so and then she would loose more then just her clothing.

She sighed softly some as she then asked quickly but almost like a whisper since he was still standing very closely.

“Cant you just look without me getting Naked Good Sir?!”

Her breathing got a bit faster as she knew the answer herself she didn’t have to wait for him to answer. He wanted her naked and he wouldn’t stop before he got her naked. Her one hand slipped in front of her, her eyes thou never left his as if to afraid to look down or such.

Slowly her finger tips started pulling at the strings which held her dress tight against her chest and waist.

“Please Good Sir I wish no trouble…!”

She added softly while she did as he pleased but very slowly. She knew he was going to soon see more then she would have ever wished for a man yet to see of her but she had no choice.
 
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'Cant you just look without me getting Naked Good Sir?!'

The maiden's plea to him served only to fuel his desire to feast his eyes on the beautiful farmer's daughter, he didn't answer, he just looked into her emerald green eyes and saw the fear in them, the same fear that all pretty young maidens felt in his presence but when he worked on them the fear turned to desire then it turned to need but in nearly all cases it all ended in ashes as they burned at the stake.

They stared at each other for several seconds then Emily began to pant and there was defeat in her eyes then she dropped her eyes and began tugging at the ties that held her dress together and clothing her.

'Please Good Sir I wish no trouble…!'

She was slow, teasingly slow and Gowan was impatient and felt the need to hurry things along,

"If you think that teasing me will affect my judgement then you are wrong, granted, in the right circumstances your disrobing in such a teasing manner could be the prelude to a night of debauchery, is that your intention? To tease and invite me to take my pleasure with you?"

Eventually the dress and undergarments were loose and hung open, not as bare as he wished but the promise of her delightful perfect breasts were more prominent.

"You still tease me little one, you arouse the beast I have between my legs, hold your hands out as if in prayer."

He bound her wrists together and put the end of the rope over a wooden beam and pulled her arms up until they were at full stretch above her head. Now he stood really close and rubbed himself against her slowly sliding the loosened clothing down until it slipped down her shapely thighs and calves pooling at her feet,

His hands glided across her trembling skin and reached down to comb his fingers through the fine, silky, blonde thatch that adorned her mound.

"I love to touch as well as look Emily, this is all for your own well-being you know."
 
Emily couldn’t move as if he had put a spell on her, her eyes were just locked to his and before she knew it her hands were up above her head which then also made her gasped some even had to tippy toe ever so slightly.

He then slowly pulled her loose dress and undergarments from her straight pulled shapely body, as teasingly as she had before but hadn’t meant it to be. Feeling thou his hands on her body ever so softly made her shiver ever so slightly which her nipples reacted to as well.

“ Good Sir wh….Why me?!”

She said almost not louder then a whisper not sure if it was more for her or for him. She couldn’t help but ask as she tried to move her body ever so slightly away from him she couldn’t understand how this was for her good a tear welled up in her eyes as she felt his hand between her legs ever so slightly nothing bad yet but she knew he wouldn’t leave it to that.

She tried to calm herself not to cry and to keep her breath calm not wanting more attention then she already had from him. She could feel him up against her; the only thing which calmed her up to now was that only she was naked. She knew he could do a lot to her without having to take off his clothing but it would be so much clearer to her fear if he had been also naked.

This thought she tried to hold onto so long he isn’t naked it wasn’t that bad thou she knew it wouldn’t help very long. She then tried to get his mind off her naked body or at least the thought that was in his mind right now as she asked hoping he didn’t hear it in her voice that she was trying to distract him.

“Good Sir what are you going to do now search for a mark I don’t have or how does this work?!”
 
Now Emily was naked and could no longer hide her luscious body from him Gowan was in no mood to rush things,he walked around her just watching and looking as she squirmed like a worm on a hook. Her breasts were larger and fuller than he had first thought, probably due to the tight bodice of the dress squashing them up, now though they were free and swung gently to and fro doing a little jiggling dance as she breathed, her breath coming in short pants.

'Good Sir wh….Why me?!'

"Why you Emily? Because you are beautiful and the dark one takes the beautiful ones and makes them his slaves to do his bidding, of course they don't realise it which is why it is so difficult to get a confession, but when he fucks them , yes F,U.C.K.S. them they think it is just a dream but he cannot resist leaving his mark on them, it is my job to root out all the infected women and dispose of them, sometimes I cannot find a mark so other means have to be found to prove that they are witches."

He could see the sweat of fear drip from her chin and land between her breasts, with a lascivious smile he licked the small salty drop of sweat from between her breasts, then he licked across the hard pink nipple of one breast feeling it hard and swollen, a sign of arousal, perhaps this so called innocent had hidden depths and secretly wanted to be used, he would find out in time.

It was a whisper and he nearly missed it as Emily asked,

'Good Sir what are you going to do now search for a mark I don’t have or how does this work?!'

"I am going to examine you, every inch of you, the soles of your feet, between your toes between your legs will receive a great deal of attention, your pretty arse also, spread wide for inspection, if you do not wish to undergo this thorough examination tell me now where is your mark?"

He had worked himself into a temper and slapped both firm breasts, first one way then the other.
 
She listened to him tell her why her, now she just wondered if he really thought that or if he just wanted to think that to talk him self into that what he is doing is right. She then had to wonder if she had maybe really had such a dream, she did wake sometimes as her thighs rubbed against each other as if trying to ease a feeling but couldn’t remember the dreamed.

She stopped thinking about it as she felt a drop of sweat drip from her chin and land between her breasts that rose and fell to match her breathing which was getting nervously faster and seeing his eyes roam over her.

Emily held her breath as he leaned in closer thou what he then did scared her even more than she thought it would. She closed her eyes while she felt his hot wet tongue lick over her silken skin, it felt as if he was doing this in slow motion. It was then that she thought she wanted to pass out as his tongue then licked over her hard pink little nipple, she swore she could feel each and every knob of his tongue run over her nipple it scared her but it also did something else but she didn’t want that.

A tear rolled over her cheek, as she didn’t want to open her eyes as if hoping this was all just a nightmare and she would soon wake and lay in her bed and would laugh about this silly dream. She wanted to cry and scream out but didn’t and tried to hide it from him and would as long as she could.

Listening to him made her then laugh ever so slightly as she then opened her eyes and looked at him with a bit of hatred. Before she could react to what he said other then give a small laugh he slapped her breasts which made her jump and gasp some.

“PLEASE! Stop…. You got the wrong girl Good SIR!!”

She tried not to have to much hate in her voice but she hoped the fear didn’t sound also too much in it. She let her head fall for a second as she sighed and then looked back up to him.

“I don’t have a mark…I would never give into the Devil into any man for that fact….Good Sir!”
 
'PLEASE! Stop…. You got the wrong girl Good SIR!

Despite her best efforts to hide it he could detect the hatred in her voice. So she hated him, good, for that meant she also feared him, fear was a good motivator for someone to do something they would not normally do. The young beauty dropped her head then raised it again, and croaked in a hoarse voice.

'I don’t have a mark…I would never give into the Devil into any man for that fact….Good Sir!'

He thought the time was right now to be kinder to her, perhaps lull her into a false sense of security.

"I am well aware that this is difficult time for you, but you have not listened to what I told you, when you are chosen by 'HIM',"

He made the sign of the cross,

"You are not aware of 'HIM' penetrating you, just a disturbing dream and he leaves a mark that even you might not be aware of, thus the reason why I need to examine you, in every private place, if you do not fight me it will be much more pleasant for you."

While he was speaking he walked round and round the young woman licking his lips as her skin formed goosebumps and she began to sweat putting a fine sheen on her body from tip to toe. He ran a single finger down her spine from her neck to the top of her crack, gathering the sweat on his finger. Moving to face her told her to put out her tongue and placed his seat covered finger on her tongue.

"Suck my finger pretty one, taste your fear, but there is nothing to fear, let me go about my business and al will be well."

He then let her down a few inches so she could stand on her two feet but still with her arms above her head.

"Open your legs Emily, the preliminary examination will begin shortly."

Leaving her to wait expectantly for the unknown.
 
Emily couldn’t believe it, her beauty and her youth were going to be the end of her though she had hoped to find a good man to become a good future with it and now it was her doom. Had HE as Gowan calls him, she had to keep from laughing as she thought he probly feared the Devil more then anything that he couldn’t even say his real name and that’s why he says HIM.

What got her to worry a bit though is that Gowan said if the Devil himself chooses her to be his and penetrate her she wouldn’t know it mostly thinking it was just a dream or such. Was it true was she chosen by Lucifer himself to be his bride his plaything and to do his bidding or what it Gowan who wished it to have his way with her. What made her fear her thoughts even more was if being chosen and penetrated by him a thing would be she wouldn’t really take a notice to, was it Gowan which whom was Lucifer in a body to hide and to better find his brides to be.

Now she didn’t know what she feared more that Gowan was only a normal human who hunted witches, which she still wasn’t sure if she was herself one or if Gowan was Lucifer and was going to make her his right now.

She listened to what he said still not sure what to believe but she had to this point of time no other choice other then to give in and make it easier on herself at this point till she could change something about it.

She felt his finger run down her spin which made her shiver ever so slightly and gasped some, she watched out of the corner of her eye as he walked back in front of her holding up his finger he told her to stick out her tongue. Which she did but slowly as she wasn’t sure what he was going to do, as he moved his finger she watched his finger and when it touched her tongue her eyes jumped up to his eyes wondering what the hell he was doing. He then explained to her that he could see her fear but if she did what he said she didn’t have anything to fear, she wasn’t just too sure about it.

She felt then the rope letting her down some so her hills could also touch the ground, hearing though what he said, she wanted to cry but she just bite her lip some trying to hide her eyes from him in her arm. She did what he said shyly and slowly but did it and tried to get herself ready for his touch thou she knew as soon his hands would touch her in some ways she would cry out or whimper maybe even both. She then after standing now with spread legs tried talking without tears in her voice or more fear then already.

“Like this Sir?!”
 
Gowan let Emily down enough so she could stand but her arms were still above her head and her breasts were thrust out in front of her, her fear hardening her nipples to rosebud size, pink and crinkled. She wouldn't look at him trying to hide her face from him behind her arm in shame at her nakedness. Slowly and shyly she opened her legs at his command, her voice quavered in fear

'Like this Sir?'

He stepped back to admire Emily's shapely young body and salivated at the thought of possessing her in due course. He used his fingertips to roam over her body feeling her shiver and tremble with every touch, he had done the same to countless women over the last two years and knew that touched and caressed in the right spot they wouldn't be able to stop themselves from becoming aroused and quite often they would cum without him actually touching them intimately, he couldn't help thinking would Emily cum for him? He knew she would eventually when he took her to his bed but he wanted her to cum against her will and feel ashamed at being so weak.

Under her armpits and down each side of her stretched torso to her ribs where he tickled her and chuckled at her squirming to get away causing her to sway and would have lost her balance had her arms not been tied. He carried on and caressed both legs from the toes upwards, well aware that the area between her legs was growing moist and the aroma of arousal began to drift into his nostrils,

"Can you feel the wetness between your legs Emily? Is your body betraying you? You can't help it can you? You know what you want but daren't ask for it, all you have to do is ask and you will feel so much better."

Gowan placed the flat of his hand over Emily's blonde mons with his fingers pointing downwards, one finger tapped on her clit and two more slid along her moist slippery slit.

"Is this what you want Emily? Is this what you crave?" his words whispered seductively into her ear.
 
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Emily what was happening and kept thinking she must have done something to someone, maybe upset some wife or daughter because their husband or father looked to long at her or such she just couldn’t believe it was her destiny to be here right now with him. She even feared he might never let her go again or even put her to ashes afterwards.

His fingers went to tickle like movements over her silky skin she tried to pull away and all as she didn’t have a feeling of wanting to laugh but better to cry and scream but she didn’t thou when he stopped tickling her and went to her legs she so wished he would come back up and tickle her. His fingers made their way up her legs slowly as she could swear to feel his wanting his needing grow with each inch it got higher.

Emily couldn’t believe it as her body did start to react to him she wasn’t sure why and how could her body start to betray her, now more then ever she was getting scared what if he was telling the truth what if she was here to be his.

“No…. please… I ..I”

Her mind started to feel foggy as she felt his fingers between her legs what was he doing to her, as his lips brushed her ear while whispering this is what she craved and wanting her to give it up she bite her lip shaking her head a little bit. Her hips tried to shift away from his fingers but then moved back against them, she whimpered ever so soft as she knew her body was starting to betray her no matter what she was trying but she would never give in to him she swore to herself.
 
Gowan smiled in satisfaction as Emily squirmed away from his probing fingers then her hips jerked forward to allow him to sink his fingers into her wet orifice, not once but several times she impaled herself on his fingers, seeking some sort of release. He could see her biting her lip in confusion, he sensed that she knew what she was doing but didn't know why, her mind was trying to control her body but it was too late. He had aroused those feelings that had been hidden away, dormant, in her ripe young body. She trembled as he began to push and pull his fingers in and out of her wet slippery hole, gradually increasing the pace as her channel involuntarily clamped on his fingers attempting to hold him inside her. Emily's slim lithe body writhed and squirmed n an erotic dance on his fingers. her snapped back and she wailed noisily as she lost control and he felt her juices flowing over his hand. In his moment of triumph Gowan sucked on one of her swinging, swaying breasts, his teeth bit on the hard dark pink nipple and Emily cried out again. It was hard to tell whether it was in pain or pleasure but it only served Gowan to let her down from the beam and half walk, half carry her to the bed in the corner of the room. Once there he pushed her down on her back and grinned wolfishly down at her.

"What is it you want Emily? Why deny it? Your body knows and is telling you."
 
Her mind was screaming for him to stop she so wanted this scream to go over her lips but knew it would only probly arouse him even more or urge him to keep up or do even more even it she did it would land on death ears. She wanted to cry slap him and run away but her body started to grow warm and weird she thought what it was doing.

She couldn’t understand why her body was giving into his touches, playing with him this game she so feared and didn’t want to play not with him not at this point and not here. She even felt this moan grow and rise up it wanted to roll over her lushes’ ripe lips but she whimpered as her hips moved against his fingers ever so slightly as if forcing herself to go with it thou her mind was feeling like it would burst any second now.

Her body got warmer and warmer this shiver started to come up over her knees, thighs and hips her breathing was fast. Her breath was getting faster and faster from the panic she was getting and the pleasure he was giving her. It was then that her back arched ever so slightly and her head tilted back this feeling grew deep inside of her taking control over her as she thought she was going to pass out. She couldn’t help but moan out once as she quickly tried to cover it up with a whimper and cry but she wasn’t sure if it just helped it then cover it.

She then felt his lips around her pink little rock hard nipple she gasped some as she couldn’t even pull away from him as she wanted she even felt her body wanting to push against him some. Tears ran down over her cheeks as she was confused why her body was doing this and afraid what it might just all do now. She cried out again at it was of pleasure but also of pain that her body betrayed her and his teeth biting thou that wasn’t so much pain as she was trying to talk herself into.

H let her down, as she had to hold onto him her legs still shivering from what he had done to her. He brought her to the bed and pushed her back on her back grinning down to her she couldn’t move much as she so wanted to turn away from him or cover herself but for some reason she just couldn’t move. She looked up to him; she was shaming herself, as she just couldn’t believe it.

She listened to what he said as her eyes roamed down over him before she tried to speak without crying.

“Please…no it knows nothing wants nothing….I want to go home “

She tried to make it sound like she was telling the truth but her body showed him the real truth of what it wanted as her thighs rubbed against each other ever so slightly as if begging for more and her breasts rose and fell to match her quick breathing.
 
The young woman was now almost completely in his power, not just physically but mentally, she was trying to deny what was happening to her but he broke down her barriers one by one, caressing her naked body watching it squirm and thrash on the bed as he thrusted his fingers into her glistening pink hole and her hips rose up to greet the probing fingers, the slippery channel opened more easily now and as he probed deeper the walls of her channel gripped his fingers and sucked him in, not wanting to let him go.
She was panting now, her eyes fastened on his bulging groin, he teased her senses, pinching, twisting and pulling each sensitive hard pointed nipple that had her gasping and forced moans of pleasure from her.

"Look at me Emily," He whispered softly and turned her head to look directly at his open trousers, just the dark purple head peeked through, with one hand still thrusting in and out between her legs he used the other hand to bunch Emily's long golden curls and push her face towards him,

"Say Hello to Todger my dear. Be good to him and he will be good to you, it is customary for a woman to kiss her master's todger, so kiss him and show how much you are going to love him."

He pushed Emily's face into his groin so her lips were just touching the glistening purple dome.
 
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