This is the ninth part of the second story following the exploits of Maggie, her friends, and the enigmatic and vicious Count Pyre. This story is mainly set in Romania. I only used this country because of the joking Count Dracula similarities. All of the people and places are purely imaginary, and if they bear any resemblance to real people that is unfortunate and unintended. If the story line upsets anyone from that great country I apologise unreservedly.
There are some old characters who make a reappearance, plus plenty of new ones that will hopefully keep you interested. The story contains elements of extreme BDSM that may upset some people. If that is the case with you, then please move on. Apart from that, there is something for everyone. Straight sex, lesbian, toys, lingerie, anal and group sex. I hope you enjoy it. Constructive criticism is always appreciated. If you hate it just leave a bad rating and move on. I am not a professional writer and just do this for a bit of fun. For me the main enjoyment I derive from writing these stories is in creating the characters. If you have strong feelings about any of the persons in the story and would like to read more, or less, about them please leave your remarks in the comments and I will try to accommodate your wishes when Maggie & co. come back for the third story. From the ratings I received for the first Maggie story I know that some of you like my stories, so I hope you like this one. As always, thanks for reading. I wish to emphasise that this is a pure work of fiction and I hold all rights to the work.
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December 26th through December 29th
Maggie groaned loudly as she woke. She felt two bodies on either side of her and recognised them instantly as those of Gabrielle and Charlotte, before she had even opened her eyes. Then the agony surged through her body. Maggie started to weep. The Count had punished her so cruelly for something she hadn`t done, and this was more distressing to her than the wounds he had inflicted.
She desperately wanted to use the toilet, but just couldn`t find the energy to raise herself from the bed. Sensing Charlotte and Gabrielle stirring she croaked through cracked and dry lips, "Help!"
"Maggie?" She heard Gabrielle ask as if requiring an answer.
Maggie managed another, "Toilet. Water!" through parched lips.
Feeling Gabrielle tenderly lift her head she felt her Italian friend feed a straw between her lips and Maggie greedily sucked the cold water into her mouth and used her tongue to lubricate her lips with the cold liquid. Four hands then helped to a sitting position that just sent more lightning bolts of pain shooting through her body and taking her breath away. Gradually she regained some self-control and tried to stand, her legs like jelly, tremors rippling over her skin. The four hands supported her until she could stand unaided, then Maggie tottered to the bathroom and closed the door. For all of her friends good intentions, Maggie needed to be alone right now.
Using the toilet brought fresh agonies as the bruised skin cracked as she sat down, but the relief was also great. Moving stiffly and holding onto the tub for support she turned the taps on and stared at the water filling the bath like a lunatic. Moving with great care she poured a generous measure of bath oil into the stream of water running from the taps and a film of bubbles began to appear on the surface of the water. Stepping into the bath she eased herself slowly downwards, grimacing as the warm water contacted her buttocks and thighs. The stinging slowly eased, and Maggie let the water rise to her chin before switching off the taps.
Maggie dozed and the water was cool when she heard a tentative nock at the door. Charlotte and Gabrielle came in after she called out, "Come in!"
Charlotte was full of concern as she asked, "How are you?" Then her tone turned to anger as she looked at Maggie`s face creased with pain, "What the fuck happened. The Count was full of the joys of spring all night. What did you do to set him off?"
Maggie slowly took her two friends through everything that was said and what happened with the Count the night before. Then she asked, "How and why did you know I needed you?"
Gabrielle answered in a soft voice, "We were sitting in my room just chatting, when the Count burst in with the cane that you had given him for Christmas. He was furious. He shouted at us and accused us of hiding your intentions to leave him and being part of the conspiracy. He was crazy with anger. He kept ranting about becoming too soft with his slaves, but that was all going to change now."
Maggie moved slowly in the bath to look at her friends, flinching as her wounds rubbed against the bottom of the bath. "I am so sorry," she said, "I didn`t mean for you to get in trouble."
"It`s not your fault Charlotte spat out, "It`s that idiot Tony who got us into all this. I will be having some very strong words with him if he ever shows his face around us again. I can hardly walk thanks to him!"
"What do you mean?" Maggie asked, a puzzled look on her face.
Gabrielle again answered, "When he came to our room, he made us change into the dresses that Franky bought us. Just that and those collars. No underwear. Then he pushed Charlotte over the back of the sofa, taking her roughly from behind. When he was finished, he lashed her bottom at least ten times with the cane. As the tenth stroke fell, he nearly threw her across the room before grabbing me and putting me across the sofa. I received the same ten strokes. Then he took me as he had Charlotte. When he came, he started to leave, stopping just for a second before telling us to go and look after you."
"Oh my God. I am so sorry that you had to go through that!" Maggie said, her shock painted across her face.
Again Charlotte butted in, "It`s not your fault Maggie. We all knew that there was no leaving once we agreed to his terms and took the oath. That dickhead Tony caused all of our pain, not you. I am going to tell the Count he has made a huge mistake and fuck the consequences. If he wants to beat me half to death as well, then so be it, but he will hear the truth!"
Maggie begged, "Please don`t do that Charlotte. It won`t change what happened, and we all know the Count will be back to normal now that he has released his frustrations."