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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
says, “I ent no sir, pup, but neither am I heartless, and there be nettles by the score on our way so keep thee boots miss we me compliments.” “Whay hay!” someone shouted as they took hold of his lordship’s stuff as we had bought at market, stuffing it in saddle bags and the like, “Madeerer port with duty paid!” “Allus tastes off when duty’s paid,” Fladder says, “More money than sense be far.” I saw one of they come back we us horse what had run off, “See here pup,” Old Fladder says, “Old Dan got you an horse for thee to ride upon, so you going a ride we us or you going try explain why your masters girl be fucking all comers round the hoe?” And then was time to be gone, all was mounted except Emily and I, Fladder had a rope around her neck and he was offering me for to steal lordships horse. “You off home then Pup?” Fladder says. “No, I’m a staying we me girl.” I says, “Even if it kills I.” “Then take her rope,” he says, “And mount up.” The old nag stood a watching of I, I hopped up on its back as there were no saddle no nothing as it were a draft horse and took the end of Emily’s rope as Emily stood by sobbing, shivering and naked in the dark shadows of the trees trying to cover both tits and her cunt we just two hands while every man jack looked on. “Time to go lads!” Fladder shouted, I glanced at Emily and tugged gently at the rope, she grasped at it and tugged and damned near had me off the horse. A whip flashed, poor Emily cried out. “Stop thee mithering and walk!” ...