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Lordships Wench Deflowered
Date: 10/27/2015, Categories: Fiction, BDSM, First Time, Group Sex, Males / Females, Prostitution, Rape, Romance, Virginity, Young, Author: abroadsword, Rating: 71.4, Source: sexstories.com
countered. Fladder motioned to his men, they released Emily’s arms and she grasped her gown to her until I whispered, “They’ll string thee up,” and I gently pulled her gown away from her breasts again, slipping it lower and lower, until it fell from her fingers and fell to the floor. She were perfect, the tiniest fuzz of golden fur on her belly and the pertest little peach you ever did see. “So this be your wench John?” says Fladder, “Only from the way youm a staring I’d a say you hadn’t never sin it afore?" “She’s me girl!" I insisted. “You ain’t no liar are you Elliot, you be all loved up,” Fladder said sadly as he stepped forward and took hold of Emily. His hands roamed over Emily’s lithe young body, and they rogues was back holding her wrists stopped her lashing out and she didn’t hardly dare to kick even as Fladder expertly eased her cunt lips aside and probed with his fingers. “I reckon we has a maid yer,” he says, “A maid unfucked, ant thee got it in thee John?” Emily was crying now even as Fladder pulled her gown off her feet leaving her bare but for her boots, “Her ent bad, bit skinny perhaps but I’ll not say no!” Emily was shaking, “Thee cold wench,” Fladder asks, “Then thee best get John to fuck thee warm, cause we has a rule see,” he says, “Finery is for indoors, outdoors thee wears a smock or nothing, and thee ant got no smock.” “Thee can’t make her walk naked!" I protested, “The runner will have thee, or the coastguard!” I blustered. “Coastguard lads, you ...