The Countess 7. Right of stay. Translator's note: the de pernada was a "right" that gave account of an important transfo

The Countess 7. Right of stay. Translator's note: the de pernada was a "right" that gave account of an important transformation. In ancient times Greece, Rome, and You know - the slave was the entire property of the master. He had the right to his life and death and, naturally, about their sex. In the Middle Ages, lords did not They had the right of life and death over the former slaves, converted into serfs -and the enriched serfs who could become villains-, nor Nor could he use his servants or servants as he pleased. He had, however, the right to stay or first night. I publish this because I have been prompted to do so, because this story liked. I'll stop doing it when I stop liking it. And without further ado, let's continue the translation. One Sunday after mass, at the time when my mother, the countess, He gave audience to his vassals and villains. Enrique my brother and I We were sitting to his left and right, while the administrator and The two maids remained standing behind the count's throne. Between requests and tributes I was sovereignly bored, envying my cousins and my sister who would be running around (in a good way: the two girls were still too young to be incorporated into the carnal trades that made the castle a fair), when a young villain who I later learned had a regular income and some lands and privileges. Behind him came a whole entourage. And it was a permit marriage that my mother granted without further formality, offering the well-known godfatherhood But when the bride was presented I saw how the Enrique's eyes and I paid attention to his figure. She was a nubile maiden in bloom (he would be two or three years older than me), with rough but lubricious features, a long brown hair carefully braided fell over her back, highlighting the beauty of her lowered eyes. She wore a court dress that revealed her good looks. formed neck and round dark shoulders, also highlighting a pair of tight, fat and visibly soft tits, which peeked indiscreetly from the neckline. Under those tits, surely oppressed by a corset, her waist did not seemed thicker than mine, with the exception that after closing it broke into a generous hips. Anyway, the wedding was set for the following Sunday. The week passed (during which I continued fucking as I told in the chapter above) and the day arrived. My mother and Godofredo accompanied the bride and groom and, After a short time I saw my brother Enrique, dressed for hunting, throw himself on a large brown coat and hood, preparing to go out. I questioned him ironically and he followed my tone. -Where are you going in such a hurry, little brother. -Where you don't care, dear little sister. -Well, it does matter to me, because I suspect, oh my beloved!, that you are looking for another woman, as if your lover Isabella and your sweet Enriqueta. -I would like to remind you, my beloved, that I have not hindered your nights spent away from me, surely in the arms of the unknown ephebe who enjoyed your first fruits. And today I am going to assert, before the subtle Godfrey, that he will be lieutenant but I have more rights than him. -Well, take me with you, I will be the argument that will do it. give. Enrique was in a hurry and had little desire to argue, so that two minutes later we were riding covered in our wide cloaks and hooded, heading to the town of the new spouses. I think I told you that I She was a good horsewoman and even had the rudiments of fencing: there must have been something I could use so many brothers, so I kept pace with my brother, who seemed to fly. When he reached the town he dismounted and tied the beast to a tree, far from the road. It I imitated and we entered on foot. I had investigated, because we arrived at a house bourgeois appearance whose door opened without much problem, and we settled in two chairs, in the dark. "Now let's wait," he said. We didn't wait long: soon the lovebirds entered under escort by both parents and my cousin Godofredo, witnesses and actors of what was supposed was upon arrival. When they lit the candles, they saw us. Godfrey reached for the sword, but before he could draw it Enrique revealed himself and claimed his privilege. They were about to get into a bitter argument when I pulled them, taking one from each hand, even a corner. I was still hooded and with my tall height (similar to that of Godfrey) could pass for a male. I told them no argue, to throw out the parents and Godfrey: "Since you have enjoyed my first fruits, my lord and cousin, you must give these to my young brother, don't you think What is justice?", and Godfrey agreed. -My lord Enrique will be the one to assert our right. 'he declared out loud. And we will corroborate due virginity, I, the husband and this gentleman pointing at me. The old men, displeased, marched along where they had came and Enrique, neither slow nor lazy, took the newborn with his strong arms. married and went up the narrow stairs with her to the bridal chamber. Godfrey and the young man followed him and I stayed behind. I undressed quickly making a small pile with my clothes, and I covered myself only with the hood. I didn't get lost nothing, because when we got to the top, my brother was struggling with the laces of the corset. Soon she was naked, lying on her back. He stretched towards back showing the hardness of her stomach and her young tits and a smelly and furry. My brother undressed and covered her. He directed his member to the close and virginal entrance, and with blows from his powerful hip he penetrated little by little. Each blow of his drew a moan from the girl and each moan from her was reciprocated by a snort from my little brother. Thus, with blows, he buried his long member to the bottom and a Maybe that's where the old kick started. At first it was evident that it was difficult for him come and go, and that his member would be skinning the same as the cave of the girl, but soon the girl's moans stopped reflecting the same pain, fading little by little, while you could see how it slid gently Enrique's long white rapier growing. I started to get sick and low the hood my fingers searched for my clitoris. Whatever it was, Enrique hadn't been riding for five minutes. with such fury at the girl, that she spilled profusely. After using it with that violence, my brother got up and wiped the semen and the blood that bathed his semi-erect member. She, the girl, had bad eyes and The husband took a step forward, but before he could speak Godfrey did so: -You're a beast, cousin, that's not how things are done now. What is this woman going to think about sex? What about her masters' family? I'm going to having to teach him and began to untie the cuffs of his doublet. "Wait a moment, my lieutenant," the husband interrupted. You have already used your right and you will have to leave. If someone has to teaching my wife is me, said with the respect that your excellency deserves. I must admit that I only noticed him then, because he looked manly and determined facing his lords, something that until that day had not seen it happen in our lands. Although it was a little thick and vulgar features, his gaze reflected strength and resolution, the strength of a enriched villain, a man of about 30 years old who had married a young and gentle maiden who, because she was only a villain, saw how others enjoyed of the sweet delicacy that he wanted for yes. And then I made a necessary decision, because of my sex liquids were leaking and he had an uncontrollable craving. I stood in front of him and lay down the hood back. I fixed my green eyes on his, which I already knew could be irresistible, he told her "let her enjoy it: with my cousin it will be different and I will be your reward." I never expected his reaction: without saying more he pounced on me. He threw me on the floor, next to the bed where his wife was lying, and took out from the doublet a fat cock, very fat, harder than his gaze. Fortunately I I was very wet, because he did it viciously, as if he wanted to take advantage of me. cave, in my body, centuries of humiliations. I was the recipient of his fury, his resentment. I I felt his blows and his bites: I felt like I was leaving. Soon my legs and my arms stopped having life and in my cave and my clitoris all my energy was concentrated. be. When we started to hear the moans of the girl above us, out of our sight, the villain attacked with greater force, with greater fury his fit, to the point of making me explode with a long lament that I don't know from where, from what part of my being came out. Like Enrique before with his wife, the villain emptied himself into me and He sat up without a single glance. Godfrey had not yet finished his game and I I remained on the ground, lying on my back, until it was over. Only so I stood up and walked towards the door. I managed to hear Godfrey warn: -Well, Mr. So-and-so (verbatim: he did not mention a name but the derogatory qualifier), if I find out that what has happened here spreads, transcend these walls, I will cut off your ears again. -And I will cut something else for you -. Enrique concluded. They gave the back, they caught up with me and on horseback, on the way to the castle, they told me that this was not it had to happen again. I accepted his statements, because I did not want to argue but rather continue enjoying the feeling of abandonment, the miracle of that brutal orgasm. sandokan973@yahoo.com.mx