This scene was originally part of a Bible I am writing, but I ended up changing the storyline to allow them to scat in order to pull through her babe from destiny risky than death. Also, for where I was publishing it online this scene was too erotic. ; ) But it was too good not to share, so enjoy ! If you want to take the totally story, even though this tantrum is no longer in it, you can rule it on Wattpad.com under the name `` An Irish Flower ''. My pen gens there is Genevive. It has some other steamy love life scenes you may enjoy. ; )

Background : Maeve was kidnapped from her place so a rival Creator Camlin could pressure her to espouse his son, Weylin, so Camlin can claim her don 's Edwin Herbert Land. Although it was a pressure marriage, Weylin and Maeve fell in love. But despite Camlin 's menace, she is not able to conceive the child that will reach him the res publica he wants, and she and Weylin unsuccessfully tried to escape. Camlin snaps, throwing his son in prison and taking out his unsatiable rage on defenseless Maeve ....

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He was furious."You have not born my son a child, you are not even meaning ! You 're either barren, or you have somehow convinced him to fritter away me into thinking he has taken you ! We 'll find out which sin you are guilty of !"He slapped her hard across the font."And to make thing worse, you would try to escape from me, and have pulled my son into your prostitute 's system !"She struggled against him, but he was too strong. He whispered in her ear,"You will bear me a child ; I will make sure as shooting you a not a virgin !"He ignored her shriek and threw her onto the bed. She struggled against him, but he only laughed. He forced her down and straddled her, pinning her sleeve down with his knee. He released his wrist knife and cut away the top of garb, releasing her fragile white meat. Her battle only made them rebound more, causing him to leer at her. He leaned down to suckle them as she begged him to stop.

Finally he tired of her outcry and stuffed a lacerate patch of her dress in her oral cavity. He ripped a long while from the hem to tie her hands together in front man of her. He lifted them over her head teacher and attached the remaining end to the bedpost. He laughed at her tears."I like to enjoy my adult female for a foresightful time ... get comfortable, you 'll be here a while."

With her hired hand and mouth secured, he moved down to straddle her legs and cut what was left of her dress, leaving her au naturel. He stood up, avoiding her kicking legs in amusement. He slowly took off his shirt and shoes, then started on his pants. She cried through the gag as he finally stepped out of his wearing apparel and loomed over her. Grabbing her legs, he spread them apart and moved on top of her. She could feel his operose erection pushing against her opening, but he did n't inscribe her yet. Instead he moved his eubstance back and forth on top of her, causing her nipples to become concentrated and her sex to get wet against her will. She sobbed, angry that he consistency could respond this way to such a sickening man. He ran his finger's breadth along her opening move and smiled darkly."I knew your torso would respond, even if your nous didn't."

He removed the gag and held the knife to her throat."You 'll do what I tell you, or I wo n't waver to kill you."She resisted the urge to scream again, hardly able-bodied to see through the crying. He sat up and moved up until his penis was pulsating in front of her sass."I 'll thank you to pleasure me now, my lady,"he said firmly. He pushed his member in her mouth, almost choking her. He pushed in and out and slapped her when she did n't initiate to give suck him. Obediently she did, the red mark throbbing on her buttock. After what seemed like timelessness for Maeve, he tired of her sassing and slid down her again. She was hoping he would be happy without penetrating, but that was not the case. She cried out as he pushed inside her, filling her with his monolithic member that had defiled so many women. He pounded her again and again, ignoring her stifled pleas. Eventually she gave up and let him push into her without screaming ; she had no strength yet and the terms was done. She felt him throb as he finished inside her.

He got up slowly and frowned."No bloodline. I venture my good for nothing son did direct you after all. Since you are not with baby, that means you are barren- and useless to me. You are a nonstarter to me and to your husband !"He cut the fabric tying her to the bad and pulled her to her feet. She offered no underground ; she had none left hand. He dressed himself and wrapped her in a cloak and led her downstairs. He brought her to the main dormitory where his men were milling about. They turned to look at them, staring at her. Confused, she looked at him."My Lord ?"He looked at his men and explained."You will never bear a small fry of our bloodline, so you are useless to me. And for that loser you deserve a harsher penalization than I alone can present you. Therefore my men ..."He motioned his mitt across the room,"... are going to facilitate me polish off the job."

Suddenly realizing his significance, she screamed wildly and tried to run, but the cheering, leering men grabbed her. Ripping off her cloak, they took turns holding her down so the the others could violate her over and over again. The number 1 man was the master 's steward, a pasty, fat man who had a lazy eye. He crawled on top of her, his fatty bod repulsing her."I 'll make you savour this,"he chortled and he gasped in joy as he entered her. He pushed in and out only a few times until he finished inside her. He was quickly replaced by the head teacher safety, a monumental man who like it rough. He pounded her, not caring how he hurt her. While he was inside her, another guard forced loose her sass and thrust his fellow member inside, nearly choking her. The men holding her down fondled her breasts, sometimes licking them when there was room to get their head in.

After a few had satisfied themselves inside her, they turned her over against a BM that stood waist meridian, forcing her limp legs undefendable with their genu. One man raped her from behind while another stood in straw man of her, forcing himself into her backtalk. They laughed at the bout that streamed down her face.

One after another, all 17 men in the room used her that night, most more than once. Finally she blacked out, ineffective to get by with what was being done to her any yearner.

Weylin 's voice was raw from yelling ; his arms hurt from pounding and pulling at the bars like a madman. He threatened to kill the sentry go when he was released if they did n't let him out now. His prison cell was infuriating ; he knew what his Padre was doing to Maeve at that very moment, and he could n't assume the thought of his dirty hired man on her. Exhausted from his farseeing endeavour, he finally collapsed on his knee joint, praying to every god he knew to protect her. Then he heard them- Maeve 's shriek above him- and in horror he realized just how terrible his Father 's retribution truly was. He let out a farsighted cry and covered his face with his hands. Sobs racked his body as he tried not to think about what the guard were doing to her.

"Maeve, I 'm so sorry !"He cried."I was supposed to protect you, and now look what he has done ! ”