The Evil Baron
THE PEASANT GIRL
Baron William and his henchman Walter were out riding near the fort,
when they saw a young peasant girl on the path.
They exchanged mutual grins of anticipation and dismounted. When the
girl grew abreast of them on the path, William hailed her.
"Excuse me, but who might you be?" he asked.
"Aliena, Rolf's daughter, Baron!" she replied.
William smiled. "Well Aliena it's time for you to do service for your
Baron!"
He reached out and grabbed the neck of Aliena's tunic. He gave a sharp
jerk. The tunic ripped.
He kept on pulling, so that it tore all the way down the front. She
covered her breasts with one arm and the
bushy triangle of curly hair between her legs with the other hand.
William dropped the strip of linen and grabbed her hair.
He jerked her toward him, spun her around, and ripped the rest of the
dress from her back. She had delicate white shoulders, a small waist and
suprisingly full hips. He pulled her to him, pressing himself against
her back, grinding his hips against her buttocks. He bent his head and
bit her soft neck hard, until he tasted blood and she screamed. Holding
Aliena hard against him with one arm, William explored her body with the
other hand. He felt her breasts, weighing them, squeezing them, and he
pinched her brown nipples, then he ran his hand over her stomach and
into the triangle of hair between her legs, bushy and curly like the
hair on her head.
He prodded her roughly with his fingers. She began to cry. His prick was
so stiff he thought it would burst. He stepped away and jerked her
backwards over his outstretched leg. She fell on her back with a crash.
William knelt on the floor and prised Aliena's legs apart. She began to
struggle. As soon as he tried to enter her she resisted. Suddenly he had
an idea.
"Cut off her ear, Walter!"
Aliena went still. "No!" she whispered.
"Open your legs then!" William demanded.
She stared at him horrified by the choice. Walter drew his knife and
touched her ear. "Stop!" she cried. She opened her legs wide for him.
William spat on his hand, then rubbed the moisture between her legs. He
pushed his fingers inside her. She cried out with pain. He lowered
himself on top of her. She lay still and tense. Her body was slick with
the sweat of their struggle, but she shivered. William adjusted his
position and looked up. "Your turn next, Walter!"
Aliena groaned in despair. Suddenly he shoved his massive penis inside
her roughly, pushing as hard and as far as he could. He felt the
resistance of her hymen-a virgin-and he shoved again, brutally. It hurt
him but it hurt her more. She screamed. He shoved once more, harder
still, and he felt it break. Aliena's face turned white, her head
slumped to one side, and she fell into a faint, then at last William
spurted his seed inside her, laughing with pleasure until he was
drained.
When Aliena regained consciousness it was to see Walter standing above
her ready to take his turn. Walter looked at her lying on the ground
stark naked. The size of her distended brown nipples on her large
breasts, the soft wideness of her hips, the prominence of her long
vaginal mound affected him instantly. He felt his penis grow, and rise,
and swell. Her legs opened wide, her red vulva opened wide, he found her
moist vaginal opening and as his penis slowly slid inside he groaned.
He went down low between her legs, sinking into her, going into her inch
by inch and then rising and falling, pulling and pushing, as she spread
out beneath him, eyes shut, fingers loosely on his shoulders. His
thrusts gradualy increased in speed. Again and again he sank into her
soft wetness-his penis seemed to grow near eruption. The penis between
his legs sliding inside her flesh, cleaving her, expanding once more,
until it could contain itself no longer and triggered a series of
spasmic ejaculations spewing his juices into her waiting body.