Warning: this story contains extreme bondage. Not for anyone under 18 or with week hearts or stomachs! All characters are pure fiction. Lord Jonathan Just, son of Lord Daniel the bold, Duke of County Cork, thought about how uncomfortable his throne was. The youngest son of a lord, he had saved the life of the king, Henry IV, and his son, Edward III, on a hunting trip when their shots missed and a wild board had charged them. He was immediately knighted and given a dukedom in Ireland along with the prince's youngest sister Gabrielle for a bride.
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Their wedding night was like none any had seen before. It had fireworks and tournaments and food enough for all. The festivities lasted from Monday to the following Sunday. The Duke and his wife consecrated their marriage that night in the royal castle at Gloucester.
Jon, a true virgin like his wife was new to sex. He slowly removed her clothes. He then disrobed himself and immediately became hard from the sight of his wife, so innocently beautiful and yet so seductive.
He said: "my dear, from what my elder brothers have told me, this will hurt you. Please be still so that I will not hurt you any more than necessary."
Jon slowly slid into his wife, and when he hit her hymen, he thrust hard and strong, instantly breaking it. His wife cried out, and began to cry. Jon, not liking to see his wife in pain, began to kiss her passionately. He moved from her mouth to her puss and ass, slowly abating her pain.
Three months later: Now Jon had just settled in as duke of County Cork, Ireland, and was listening to the tribal chiefs complain in the weekly council, having consecrated his marriage, when a report came in. A local girl was accused of witchcraft and adultery. Her name was Fiona. The Duke immediately ordered this girl, who was rumored to be blond and beautiful, to his court to be interrogated.
The Duke loved his wife, who was blond and blue eyed like Fiona, but he knew his wife wanted to try lesbianism and he had the desires of a man as well. When the girl was secure in his dungeon, he and his wife descended.
When they reached the torture room, they heard the girl beg for mercy. "Please, please! Do not harm me!" The Duke, unmoved, ordered her strapped to a rack. He slowly turned the wheel until the girl began to cry and beg.
"Please m'lord, I'll do anything ye ask!" he had his wife and the girl stripped. He then took a candle and pored hot candle-wax on the girl, who was still strapped painfully to the rack.