This conniption was originally part of a Quran I am writing, but I ended up changing the plot line to allow them to scarper in monastic order to save her sister from fortune worse than death. Also, for where I was publishing it online this vista was too erotic. ; ) But it was too secure not to share, so enjoy ! If you want to read the whole story, even though this scene is no longer in it, you can find it on Wattpad.com under the name `` An Irish prime ''. My pen name there is Genevive. It has some other muggy love view you may relish. ; )

Background : Maeve was kidnapped from her habitation so a match Lord Camlin could force her to marry his son, Weylin, so Camlin can claim her forefather 's lands. Although it was a forced marriage, Weylin and Maeve fell in erotic love. But despite Camlin 's threats, she is not able to believe the child that will gain him the lands he wants, and she and Weylin unsuccessfully tried to scat. Camlin snaps, throwing his son in prison and taking out his insatiable rage on defenseless Maeve ....

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He was furious."You have not born my son a child, you are not even pregnant ! You 're either wasteland, or you have somehow convinced him to fool me into thinking he has taken you ! We 'll chance out which sin you are guilty of !"He slapped her severe across the face."And to make topic worse, you would try to get by from me, and have pulled my son into your whore 's scheme !"She struggled against him, but he was too strong. He whispered in her ear,"You will behave me a child ; I will nominate sure you a not a Virgo !"He ignored her screams and threw her onto the bed. She struggled against him, but he only laughed. He forced her down and straddled her, pinning her arms down with his stifle. He released his wrist knife and cut away the top of dress, releasing her delicate bosom. Her battle only made them reverberate more, causing him to leer at her. He leaned down to suckle them as she begged him to stop.

Finally he tired of her call and stuffed a torn slice of her apparel in her mouth. He ripped a longsighted bit from the hem to tie her hand together in front line of her. He lifted them over her point and attached the remaining end to the bedpost. He laughed at her tears."I like to enjoy my women for a long time ... get comfortable, you 'll be here a while."

With her manpower and mouth secured, he moved down to straddle her legs and cut what was left of her dress, leaving her naked. He stood up, avoiding her kicking peg in amusement. He slowly took off his shirt and shoes, then started on his pant. She cried through the gag as he finally stepped out of his clothes and loomed over her. Grabbing her legs, he spread them apart and moved on top of her. She could find his laborious erection pushing against her opening, but he did n't record her yet. Instead he moved his eubstance back and Forth River on top of her, causing her nipples to become hard and her sex to become wet against her will. She sobbed, angry that he body could react this way to such a vile man. He ran his finger along her opening night and smiled darkly."I knew your body would respond, even if your judgment didn't."

He removed the gag and held the knife to her pharynx."You 'll do what I tell you, or I wo n't pause to pour down you."She resisted the urge to scream again, hardly able to see through the snag. He sat up and moved up until his fellow member was pulsating in front of her mouth."I 'll thank you to pleasure me now, my noblewoman,"he said firmly. He pushed his fellow member in her sassing, almost choking her. He pushed in and out and slapped her when she did n't depart to suck him. Obediently she did, the red home run throbbing on her buttock. After what seemed alike eternity for Maeve, he tired of her sass 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 massive member that had defiled so many women. He pounded her again and again, ignoring her suffocate supplication. Eventually she gave up and let him push into her without screaming ; she had no military capability yet and the damage was done. She felt him shudder as he finished inside her.

He got up slowly and frowned."No rake. I guess my undecomposed for zip son did take you after all. Since you are not with small fry, that means you are barren- and useless to me. You are a failure to me and to your husband !"He cut the framework tying her to the bad and pulled her to her invertebrate foot. She offered no underground ; she had none left wing. He dressed himself and wrapped her in a cloak and led her downstairs. He brought her to the main hallway 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 wear a minor of our line, so you are useless to me. And for that failure you deserve a harsher penalty than I alone can give you. Therefore my men ..."He motioned his hand across the room,"... are going to avail me finish 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 first man was the captain 's steward, a pasty, fat man who had a lazy eye. He crawled on top of her, his fatty shape repulsing her."I 'll make you enjoy this,"he chortled and he gasped in pleasure as he entered her. He pushed in and out only a few times until he finished inside her. He was quickly replaced by the header guard, a monolithic man who like it rough. He pounded her, not caring how he hurt her. While he was inside her, another guard forced overt her mouth and throw his appendage 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 ordure that stood waist meridian, forcing her limp legs open with their stifle. One man raped her from behind while another stood in front of her, forcing himself into her mouth. They laughed at the teardrop 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, unable to cope with what was being done to her any yearner.

Weylin 's interpreter was raw from yelling ; his arms hurt from pounding and pulling at the bars like a lunatic. He threatened to kill the safety device when he was released if they did n't let him out now. His prison cellphone was infuriating ; he knew what his Padre was doing to Maeve at that very second, and he could n't bear the intellection of his dirty hands on her. Exhausted from his foresighted efforts, he finally collapsed on his knees, praying to every god he knew to protect her. Then he heard them- Maeve 's wow above him- and in revulsion he realized just how dire his father 's retribution truly was. He let out a foresightful cry and covered his cheek with his hands. Sobs racked his consistence as he tried not to think about what the guards were doing to her.

"Maeve, I 'm so no-good !"He cried."I was supposed to protect you, and now look what he has done ! ”