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Related article: Date: Sat, 8 Aug 2009 21:26:49 +0200 (CEST) From: trevormaytum Subject: The Count of Cowley preteen helpless Manor (Gay/Bi/BDSM)THE COUNT OF COWLEY MANOR (BDSM) The Riding Stables at Cowley ManorIt was time to relieve my dear nephew of his riding breeches. Of course the handsome young fellow kicked like a mule in retaliation, causing the overhead beam to creak in protest, it was the least I expected of him; but with his arms suspended above, it was a fairly simple matter to wait for the right naked virgin preteens moment, approach him from the rear, immobilise him with one arm around his thighs, and with my other, undo his fly. His face was a high colour, betraying his indignation and outrage and he spat venomously at nothing in particular. I ignored this pathetic tantrum and continued with my intention to denude him in front of his pretty young wife who was herself gagged and securely bound to the heavy wooden chair next to an old chest of drawers where I kept my instruments. I could see my actions were having an effect on her, but it was difficult to tell whether her passions were being inflamed in a positive, sensual way because of it, or a negative one, with her wishing me ill will and spite. But she was very worked-up, that much was obvious from her constant fidgeting. However, I cared little for her trifling thoughts at that moment because she shouldn't have been present in the first place. She was an encumbrance I had not bargained for and I was rather asian preteenmodels peeved at her. However, the flush of hot colour on her japanse preteen husband's boyish face was most enchanting and went some way in compensating me for the interruption and inconvenience she had caused me. His ice-blue eyes illegal x preteens flashed their defiance at me at every opportunity, their piercing blueness incredibly striking under his flaxen locks. But this only served to stiffen my prick even more as the thrill of sadism took hold and began to warm my loins in readiness for the salacious adventures ahead. Having undone his fly I took the further liberty of slipping my hand inside his underclothing and feeling him. He had a magnificent nest of hair and it was no surprise to find his magnificent prick in a state of semi-arousal. I knew my actions, despite his vehement protests, were exciting him and arousing his curiosity. How vulnerable he felt, despite his extraordinary dimensions. It was as if I was holding his whole life in my palm, his power to fuck and procreate was at my mercy. How fragile his world appeared to me at that moment. His response to my ribald fumbling was indeed encouraging. I could feel his prick stiffening between my fingers and I anticipated an enjoyable afternoon's entertainment. "Have mercy on us, Uncle Jack," he said, now virtually resigned to his fate. "Please, not in front of Penelope." I was certain his constant wriggling and squirming was as much attributed to his own perverse pleasure, as to his pretence of unwillingness to comply with my wishes. His resistance now was minimal; his movements lacked any real conviction. His continual energy-burning struggles against the bonds that contained his wrists above preteen vids underground his head had taken a heavy toll on his physical reserve. "But you are so obviously youngset nude preteen enjoying what I'm doing to you... Your eager prick here tells me a different story, dear boy. It doesn't lie to me in the way that your mealy-mouth preteen japanese pictures does." "Oh please, Uncle, you shame me. If you must do what you intend to do... then go ahead. But please, Uncle Jack, not in front of my wife. At least blindfold her for her own sake for it may kill her to see me humbled at your hands." "Or even in them," I added, rather saucily and wittily. "I rather fancy she might enjoy the spectacle, young man." I looked across at my nephew's pretty young wife. Her dark brown eyes widened with trepidation and she shook her head. "Well, perhaps not. Although, I still feel it would be educational for her to witness your seduction -- an education for both of you, in fact." "No, Uncle Jack! You may do anything to me, but please spare Penelope from seeing my defilement. If you have an ounce of pity in your bones, you will spare her from witnessing the two of us in intimate and obscene conflict, sir!" "You are in no position to request favours, Nicholas. It is I who will do the bargaining, all you have to do is agree to whatever I have in mind. I have you exactly where I preteen helpless want you, dear boy. I have planned meticulously to get you into this situation and I am hardly likely to abandon my intentions now just because of some pathetic protest from you and the unforeseen presence of your wife. However, my soul is not in complete absence of pity. "It is most unfortunate that Penelope chose to arrive at such a critical time; but arrive she did and I have to deal with it. I am still committed to achieving my goal. I think you understand I had no choice but to subdue her, tie her up and keep her with us until it's all over. I'm sorry for any fright or discomfort I have caused her, but I will release you both as soon as I've sated my desire." I paused to assess the size of his considerable gonads (for he was hung like a bull in the testicular sense), weighing them alternately in my palm. I then continued with my rhetoric... "You have considerable assets, young man, and I don't need to spell out in what sense I mean that. I am suitably impressed by your physical attributes and I know they will provide me with the utmost pleasure in the coming hour or so. If Penelope didn't know before, and I suspect at only nineteen years of preteens blowjob pic age her experience of the more sophisticated, but darker side of sensuality is somewhat limited, she will soon become enlightened by what I have in mind for you. I would very much like her to see that a man, a husband, can be equally pleased by another man. It is not so naturally a woman's gift or prerogative to be able to satisfy the male of the species. We are adequately equipped to perform that function -- if called for." "Oh my God!" "Tell you what, though... If you promise to always avail yourself of my urges in future, I'll blindfold Penelope right now and we will continue in her blissful ignorance. What do you say to that?" Nicholas didn't answer right away. He seemed suddenly to be in a state of limbo, lost in a moment of blind ecstasy. I fancy my continual ribald and suggestive dialogue was playing havoc with his mind. I began manipulating his testicles in a slightly threatening fashion. They felt heavy, possibly laden with pent-up, frustrated spunk. I wondered just how much molten seed he would release when I finally led him to an intense orgasm. "Well?" I compressed his balls together, urging him to give me a positive reply. "Agghh!" Nicholas's face contorted in the throes of pain. He snapped out of his self-indulgent reverie and once again gave me his undivided attention. "W-what do you want me to say?" he said, blearily. He sounded resigned and fatigued. "Do we have a deal? Or will it take a few really firm squeezes to get you to agree to my proposition? I can cause you intense discomfort if I have to." "No, that naked virgin preteens won't be necessary, Uncle. Ugghh! Please let me preteen pussy pics go. You are very persuasive, sir..." Nicholas had suddenly come awake, but he paused to catch his breath, which was now coming in short, urgent pants. "You can have me whenever you want. I'll subject myself to your whims whenever you like, Uncle, but please release your grip and do the honourable thing -- blindfold Penelope." "Of course," I said, finally, although somewhat reluctantly freeing his remarkable preteenteen topless females genitalia from my grasp and making my way over to the tool chest next to Penelope, where besides various torture implements, I kept several useful accessories and adornments - in this case a fur-trimmed sleeper's blindfold. It is a useful aid for concentrating the mind and to heightening the sensual sensations a skilled torturer like myself, can bring upon a person's flesh. But in this case it was to be preteen helpless used for its most basic function -- deprivation of sight. I fitted it snugly around her eyes, smoothing it out, ensuring that it was both comfortable and fit for purpose. "Perhaps I ought to block your ears too, my dear... Hmm? What do you think?" Penelope shook her head. "What? You mean you'd rather hear your husband's cries of supplication, his sighs of surrender, his bellows of ultimate relief?" She didn't answer, so I took her silence to be in the affirmative. "So be it," I said. "Listen to your beloved one succumb to his uncle's caresses, if that's what you want." My gaze fell to her magnificent bosom. I watched it rise and fall for a few seconds, visual evidence of her aggravated and excited breathing. I could not resist feeling her wonderful assets, which, though hidden in a pretty floral summer dress, were admirably defined, full and ripe to the touch, and suitably impudent in outline. I could preteens litle hear her muffled protests behind the gag as I squeezed the plump, warm mounds unhindered and felt for her protruding nipples. Even through her dress and chemise I could feel their bullet-like stature. They were proud and magnificent, like two miniature soldiers standing to attention. I wondered then, if her cunt was also speaking well of her at that very moment in time. Her eyes flashed their anger and outrage and it happily stimulated my prick no end. It was a mouth-watering sight watching her pathetically inadequate responses to my outrageous familiarities with her breasts. Her body jerked delightfully but hopelessly against her bonds allowing my libido to be cranked up to the very limit. But I had to save myself for Nicholas. I could enjoy Penelope later if I so wished, perhaps even save her for candid preteen vids another day. My head was full of such preteens boylovers sadistic delight and licentious anticipation that I preteen msn address suddenly felt quite light-headed and had to steady myself against the tool chest. As soon as I had gathered my wits I left Penelope to herself and approached my nephew, who was himself visibly steaming at witnessing his wife's abuse at my practiced and tormenting hands. But the long-awaited moment was fast approaching. It was high time I completed the seduction of my handsome young charge.I yanked my nephew's riding breeches all the way preteen msn address down and pulled the leggings free of his feet. Then I relieved him of his underclothing, freeing his monstrous prick which bobbed and danced with a hot pulse in a the narrow shaft of sunlight that was pouring in through a gap in the roof. There were motes of dust swirling in the beam of light. His eager prick reminded me of a hungry bird, impatient preteens litle to be fed and watered, longing for attention, urgent for relief. It was illegal x preteens a magnificent sight and I was tempted to fellate him immediately. But I wanted to draw out his ordeal and extract the maximum sadistic pleasure by enforcing his seduction. Only then would I allow him the ultimate pleasure. "A fine specimen, my boy." I said, drawing myself up to preteen japanese pictures his full six feet and meeting his eyes. "You are extremely lucky to have been born with such a gift. The gods have indeed smiled upon you." "It used to embarrass me, Uncle. I was afraid of anyone seeing it and then being called a freak." "It is only men with small cocks that should fear ridicule. Yours is something to be proud of. I have never seen such a magnificent beast." "Thank you, sir." "Is it the cause of any marital distress?" "As far as I know, Uncle, Penelope is very happy with the physical side of our marriage." "She is well appointed?" "Indeed she is, sir." I walked round behind my cousin and began feeling his well-muscled rump. His cheeks clenched and unclenched as my hand wandered across the summits. He had the narrow hips of a matador, the cock of a bull, the arse muscles of an Olympian sprinter. How I longed to penetrate him and rub his cock, fuck him until my molten seed spurted deep into his bowels. I parted his arse cheeks to get a peek at the crown jewel. And there it was, seemingly winking at me in the hairy, humid cleft. I bent over to smell his odour, quite pungent in this heightened state of arousal. My prick twitched and stiffened at his maleness. I undid my fly and released my semi-erect charger. I paraded slowly and deliberately in front of him, fisting myself to draw out the length, squeezing the shaft to exaggerate the knob. But I was no match for him in that preteens mini models department, yet I knew I could easily thrill him with what I had, maybe even hurt him. I arranged my genitalia so that my balls as well as my cock were exposed and hanging lewdly outside my tights. In this attitude I could project an air of insolence and menace to my hapless victim which would suitably intensify his humiliation. I went over to my photo japanese preteen tool chest and fetched a thick leather belt from the second drawer. I ran it through my fingers and palm noting its suppleness, its coolness. I sniffed it, savouring the seductive smell of leather. I cracked it through the air, and stepped towards Nicholas. I aligned elwebbs preteen nudes myself face to face with him, close enough to feel his preteen hentai models breath on my face. I allowed the heavy iron-buckle to dangle on his cock, which by this time seemed to have lost some of its fervour, but still preteen babysitters photos looked magnificent in its semi-erect state. In fact, it is always my favourite condition when appraising the qualities of a nice prick. "Kiss me, sweet nephew," I said, matter-of-factly, while I playfully menaced his genitals with the large iron buckle. When he didn't respond to my request I stepped back and aimed a couple of quick flicks to his cock and balls with the leather end of the belt. His yelp of pain registered with Penelope, who visibly squirmed at her husband's brief distress. "Kiss me, Nicholas," I repeated. "Otherwise I will hurt you more." He relented and offered his lips in a kissing gesture. I accepted. A first kiss is always special to me, but Nicholas was holding back, his lips clamped tight. I drew away. "Kiss me properly, nephew, as you would your dear wife." I made a loop with the belt and cradled his great balls as if in a hammock. I tightened the loop. His mouth came open and then we were kissing as lovers should. My tongue entered his mouth and we sparred, as if with swords, tongue against tongue. When mine retreated, a little tightening of his balls told him that it was probably a good idea to follow my tongue with his and reciprocate the favour. He did, and splendidly so. When I was satisfied he'd fulfilled my request I released his balls and stepped back. "There, dear boy, that's better. It's so much better to be intimately acquainted, isn't it?" "Yes, Uncle." "Kiss the belt that is to humble you." He did so. I tickled the leather end across his chest. The central hollow of his breastbone was wet with sweat His whole upper body in fact, had a beautiful golden sheen and seemed to define his muscles quite magnificently. His nipples stood out like gun pellets. I fingered them, noting their tightness and texture in contrast to the smoothness of his torso. I plumped them even more with some skilled agitation, and then took aim with my belt. The swollen, pinky-brown nubs made enticing targets and I couldn't resist the challenge. I administered half-a-dozen sharp flicks, three to each nipple and watched them darken and bruise before my eyes. Nicholas whimpered like a chastised dog. I took the nipples in my mouth, each one in turn, and soothed them, swirling by tongue around the tender points of flesh. They tasted deliciously sweet, which was in marked contrast to the saltiness of his body sweat. When I had made my peace with them I slid like a snake down his torso, trailing my tongue wetly towards his navel. I swirled it around the hard knot of flesh in photo japanese preteen its little salty pit. As I worked my tongue around I looked up at him and met his eyes. It was the moment when I knew he was ready to surrender himself completely and, despite his captivity, willingly. He was mine for the taking. Then I followed the narrow track of pubic hair that led from his navel to his crotch until I was on my knees. I lay the belt on the ground beside his feet and placed my hands behind him and upon his buttocks and drew him towards me. His long, pendulous cock dangled before me. It smelled of man sex, slightly fishy. Already his early pre-sex secretions were drying in tiny snail-trails around the knob. Nicholas needed reviving and I took his magnificent beast between my lips and began fellating him. He was deliciously savoury, with a faint taste of urine to add an element of spice to the mix. There's nothing quite like tasting and feeling a soft cock come alive in one's mouth. He became erect very quickly and I preteen japanese pictures almost gagged with the rapid transformation of his organ. I could have continued and taken him to orgasm, but my immediate aim was to keep him aroused and interested while I amused myself with other activities before the grand-finale. I had yet to prepare him for a delicious bottom-fucking. I released him from my mouth, his cock now saliva-wet, springing to attention, a shining ivory tower of man-flesh. I almost felt compelled to salute; such was its supreme stateliness. I moved behind him and eyed his superbly muscled buttocks. I always like to whip an arse before fucking it, to tenderise the rump. It raises the intended receptacle for my desire to an agreeable temperature and increases comfort for the protagonist, if not the victim. The exquisite warmth caused by a good spanking or whipping makes the penetration so much more pleasurable. But burying oneself to the hilt inside a hot and throbbing posterior is too delicious to be able to describe pedo preteens with any justice. Suffice to say, it is one of the great pleasures in life and no man worth his salt should be denied such a unique experience. At a calculated guess, I estimated Nicholas to be a virgin in that department. His deflowering would be an exquisite, almost divine experience. I took up the belt again and began teasing his arse-cheeks with the heavy iron buckle, mentally plotting where I would plant the first lashes when they came. His buttocks clenched and unclenched with nervous tension. I could feel the sadistic delight rising like a demon inside me. I coiled the belt around my right hand and drew back my arm to take aim. The belt fizzed through the air, landing plum on the right summit. The sound of leather striking flesh is both evocative and seductive. But there came no sound or movement from Nicholas and I wondered whether I had suddenly lost my touch. It is so satisfying to elicit a high-pitched yelp from a victim, particularly a brave, handsome young man, but this was not forthcoming. Had my first effort lacked the necessary velocity to rouse him? preteen porn preview I coiled the belt once again, winding it up for the next whip. A pink stripe was already forming from my first attack and my second strike, this time harder, was aimed rather cruelly at exactly the same spot and this had the effect of making my nephew draw a sharp intake of breath and I gleaned some encouragement from this. But I was surprised to hear him suddenly break the otherwise silent atmosphere with a calm, clear and articulate voice: "Beat me well, Uncle. Beat me raw and then fuck preteen japanese pictures me hard, sir! It's no less than I deserve for my humbling at your hands, for you have cleverly shamed me, reduced my status and prepared me for what is God's will. Please do not be lenient with me." "Are you begging me?" "Yes sir, I am." "Very well." Penelope was shaking her head on hearing her husband's declaration of surrender. Her brief protest, as demonstrated by her pointless and energy-sapping struggles against her bonds, only spurred me on to even greater salaciousness. Nicholas had given me carte blanche to punish him as I pleased and I thus began laying into him. Each whip of flashing leather was met by a soft inward sigh of ecstasy from my lover-in-waiting. In fact I felt so intoxicated with lust that I almost lost control. I quickly worked myself into a frenzy, a sadistic orgy of arse-whipping and before I knew it my selected target was a mass of stripes, welts and bruises. I suddenly came to myself and immediately stopped the thrashing, breathlessly casting my weapon aside. My face was hot preteen webcam forum with excitement. I needed preteen vids underground to let the red mist clear and regain control of myself. Oh God have mercy, what had I done? I was deeply concerned I may have broken the skin with the ferocity of my attack on my nephew's flesh and was relieved therefore, on closer inspection, that the wounds I had inflicted with such zeal were actually still only superficial, though cruel enough for all that. I breathed a huge sigh of relief. It was not my intention to draw blood from his veins, for I am rather squeamish about the stuff to be frank, although that one trait appears to be at odds with my overall temperament. "Th-thank you, sir," said my nephew, breathlessly. "Now please go ahead and possess me." My nephew's whole posterior was a glorious canvas of stripes, blotches and florets, of pinks, reds and purples, the sight of which made my prick so hard that I truly feared bursting a blood vessel. In a few days his whole backside would be a pretty collage of many shades of purples, yellows and browns. I was now more than ready for the final assault on his poor defenceless bottom. After all, he was urging me to `possess' him as he so eloquently put it. It was a triumph of my seductive technique that our final union was to be preteen modeling pic so candid preteen vids mutually desired by both possessor and possessed. I kneeled behind him and began slicking him up, licking him with long, upwards caresses, and then when I was ready, forcing my tongue through the tight ring of muscle before driving through into his hole, tasting him, faint traces of bitter shit. I felt him move in naked virgin preteens response preteen webcam forum and appreciation. When I had him nicely prepared I spat into my hands and slicked my cock with salve. Positioning myself behind him I rubbed it up and down his humid cleft, getting the feel of him and teasing his hole into the bargain. I would threaten to penetrate him and then take it away, sliding up to the top of his crack then back again to do the same thing. But I could not hold back much longer and was soon grasping his hips and nude preteen paradise with one good thrust I had him fully corked. He gave out a small grunt, and then sighed. Oh, how joyously welcoming his rectum felt... slick, warm and expectant, and his tortured arse cheeks hot against my groin. "There, dear boy. I now have my cock inside you. Tell me how it feels to have your beloved uncle actually fucking you." "It is not at all unpleasant, sir," he gasped. "It preteen webcam forum is preteen bikini strip only as if I have the urge to relieve myself, but that is all. Give it to me hard. Make me feel it and make it hurt. You know it's what I deserve for the pathetically meek resistance I have shown. I am surrendering to you, sir. Please make me pay the ultimate penalty." His words fired me with brutal lust. I began pumping him in earnest like he had requested. "Can you feel my hungry cock moving inside you, Nicholas?" I said breathlessly. "There is some sensation, Uncle. Errggh! Ah, yes... that's better, like that again. Harder!" "You are a delicious fuck, sweet nephew, make no mistake. Such a pity that your dear wife cannot pleasure you in this way, don't you agree?" I looked over at Penelope for a reaction, because I preteenteen topless females was deliberately baiting her. But she was now beyond redemption and resigned to her husband's fate. She remained unmoved, accepting the inevitable. Nicholas began to respond, picking up the rhythm of my thrusts, so that when I pushed in, he in turn pushed back against me, and when I receded, his arse then responded accordingly, allowing me to slide my prick outwards so that the knob was just about lodged inside his ring, ready to be driven to the hilt once again. He was born to it, a natural passive. His rectum gloved me perfectly, warm and tight, almost sucking me in as if having a life of its own. It would take much discipline not to cum too soon. I did so want to savour every second of this special occasion, the gratuitous plundering of his sex and thus the surrender of his virginity to another male. I altered my angle of attack so that there was some pressure on his prostate. At the same time I put my right hand under ace modelling preteen his perineum and massaged the gland from the outside. I wanted to synchronise our orgasms for our mutual and maximum pleasure. I was pumping even harder now, the sound of my preteen bikini strip balls slapping his arse creating a nice tempo in the afternoon quiet naked virgin preteens of the stables. The only other sounds were my nephew's persistent grunting in response to my thrusts, and one of the horses occasionally neighing and stamping, as if aware of the debauchery taking place in its presence - perhaps a kind of jealous equine protest on its part. I felt the delicious preteen babysitters photos moment approaching. I kissed the boy's neck, tasting the salt sweat that was beaded there. Then I sank my teeth into the flesh and began love-biting him hard, so severely and passionately that I swear I drew his blood before I relented. I took his magnificent stiff prick in thumbs preteen boys my hand and began rubbing him, slow and long strokes to begin with (for he was exceptionally long in the shaft), while I judged the moment that was fast approaching. Then I shortened the stroke and increased the speed as my violent and deep penetrations pounded him towards a glorious conclusion. His cries of painful pleasure greeted every one of my thrusts and the steady increase in their volume as he approached that delicious moment rang out among the old rafters and told me that this was now the time to complete our sacred union. At first, I felt the pulsing of his orgasm transmuting through his prostate into his rectum just as my climax was rising to the boil. I peered over his shoulder to see a continuous fountain of youthful spunk erupting from the head of his cock, a long, looping arc of pearly white cum that rose at least two feet into the air before splashing down onto the straw-covered ground. I bit viciously into his shoulder as now my own sperm began bubbling forth, in short sharp jerks. I held his hips firm as my guts appeared to melt away from me and I shot intensely into his hole, injecting my sperm deep into his hot bowels. I felt his ring palpitating, gripping the base of my cock, extracting from me every last goodness from my balls. His own orgasm had now subsided into a few fitful spits which I gathered in my palm and smeared along his throbbing shaft. "Consider yourself initiated, young man," I gasped into his ear as if I'd just run a four minute mile. I was breathless and totally spent. The sweat dripped off his nape and onto my chest, settling on the hairs like morning dew on grass. I extracted myself from his exhausted body with a soft airtight `pop' and immediately winched him down from the beam. He fell in a heap on the floor, his wrists pure white under the thick cord that encircled them. I hauled him to his knees and presented my soiled cock to his lips. "Thank you, sir," he said, taking me into his mouth. He seemed to know instinctively what I wanted of him and he proceeded to clean, sterilise and soothe my sore prick to my complete satisfaction. I was too exhausted to be taken to a second orgasm so soon, which was a pity, so lovingly did he suck on my cock... and he would have done so for he was now a very willing youngset nude preteen young man. When we were done I untied his wrists and rubbed the feeling back into them, the colour coming back to the surface of the skin like raspberry powder poured into a glass of milk. I offered him a tot of whiskey to fortify him and he accepted gratefully, choking it back in one gulp. Then I helped him to his feet and tossed him his clothing. I then allowed him to free Penelope and they locked together in a loving embrace. She seemed to be beyond anger now, happy in her husband's arms at last, relieved that his ordeal as well as hers was over. I told them to go and get washed and ready for the evening meal in the great hall and off they went, staggering out into the bright sunlight. They were young and healthy. They would both soon recover. All was well. I had completed the first part of Nicholas's conversion and somehow avoided the wrath of his `wronged' wife. It seemed to me she had accepted the episode with good grace. After all, it was hardly the sort of honeymoon they were both expecting. I looked around me, the scene that had been the backdrop to my conquest and felt a certain sense of smugness at my triumph. I noticed the little puddles of semen scattered about the floor and vowed to myself that never again would I waste a drop of my nephew's precious nectar. I then dressed, tidied away the props, mopped up and went outside the stables to take my regular pre-supper stroll. I looked around me, taking in the evening air which was heavy with the fortifying scent of summer flowers. I took a deep breath and felt the strength returning to my bones. I then put my hands behind my back, started whistling a happy tune and commenced my walk through the luxuriant gardens of the manor, privately planning my next foray.(...to be continued...)
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