Princess and the Mage, Part 3: The Castle
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The Princess awoke a changed woman. She smiled up at him in reverence, adoration, and awe. Wrapping her arms and knees about him, she held him close and kept his seed within her womb. Her greatest hope was to carry his child. "I love you, slave or King makes no difference." she whispered.

While she had slept Magnus went to Meg. She had been crying in her frustration and need to be used. The magic held her frozen until he chose to come to her. He took pity on her and wished he could attend to her needs immediately.

Fortunately Meg was well experienced in how to arouse him. Less then 10 minutes after he had climaxed inside Maude, Magnus was thrusting inside Meg's pulsating cunt. She begged him to thrust harder to be rough with her.

Meg had always been a fantastic lover, but he could never remember her being so hot. He tried to hold back, to make it last. She climaxed many times.

He lost it when she began pleading with him to shoot his seed into her garden. She wanted his child in her belly. It triggered a primal instinct he could not control. The orgasm burst within him. Stream after stream of burning semen shot into Meg's fertile womb.

Again the magic was triggered. The greatest orgasm of her life exploded within Meg. She knew it had worked. Her body would bear his child. She felt herself passing out as the magic began altering her mind. Her last words were, "Go to Maude. Hold her."

He did just as Meg had asked. Holding Maude's softness while she slept. She was so beautiful and desirable. Now she was his. When he felt his cock harden enough, he eased it back inside of her, just as it had been before. Magnus needed rest after riding the two vibrant women so closely together. He lay holding her protectively until Maude woke.

Looking down on her lovely face, he told her; "You are mine Princess Margaret Eleanor Maria Eva Maude de Lacy, now and forevermore. I will call you Maude. You will address me as Lord, Master, or Magnus which is my true name. Know that although you gave yourself willingly to a lowly slave, I am in sooth a Mage. Soon I will be a Duke and take you as wife to be my Duchess. Even now, my seed grows within the garden of your womb, you will bear me many children."

Eyes widening with surprise and joy, Maude squeezed him with her inner muscles. Although willing to be mate to a slave, she much preferred being a Duchess. He freely answered her many questions as they embraced. She fully understood exactly how she'd been manipulated as she felt him hardening within.

It made her love him even more. It was not simply the magic. Maude was happy to be rid of the crewel, frustrated, virginal Shrew that men feared to bed. Magnus was the only man brave enough to rescue her from that unhappy, barren existence. She now had real hope, long denied, of being a wife and a mother. He would fill her life with love, passion, and children just as he filled her body with his manhood.

They rocked together as she reveled in being his possession. "Master, I love you," she cried out many times each time she climaxed. He lasted a long time, have so recently climaxed. It was more then an hour later having shown her many different positions, when he filled her womb again.

When Meg awoke, they all hugged and kissed, celebrating their new union. Of course, all that intimate contact quickly developed into a mini-orgy. After they were finally done, they all bathed in the enchanted lake to wash off the smells of sex and sweat.

They splashed and frolicked until Magnus transformed those playful games into part of Maude's education. Grabbing her from behind, he thrust deeply into her rear passage. It was the first time Maude had been taken standing up or in water. Meg came over and pressed her breasts against Maude's. The three of them becoming a sandwich that rocked and thrust until it squealed with release.

The three of them camped by the lake. The night and the following day were times of passion and ecstasy. As a sign of her progress, during breaks Maude might be allowed to wear a scandalously short frilly top. It did not even cover her now opened slit. It might be removed for any reason, so she strove to please him in all things.

Magnus felt she looked more naked and provocative when she wore it. Just watching it move on her body was often enough to incite him to suddenly use her again, bringing her to many screaming orgasms.

Maude's vagina was quite sore from the abuse of painfully losing her maidenhead. However, Magnus introduced Maude to the many other ways a man may couple with a woman.

Meg introduced Maude to the softer, slower sex between two women. The old Maude would have felt this was an unnatural abomination. However, the new Maude accepted it as good and proper since her Lord and Master commanded it. Magnus greatly enjoyed watching the lust of the two women. He occasionally mounted whoever was on top thus adding to her pleasure.

In a quiet moment Magnus considered the problems he might face. The nobles might try to renege on their deal. The King might refuse to go along. Magnus felt he could handle that type of situation. What concerned him most was something he had learned in the East.

It was sometimes said that the Chinese character for "trouble" shows two women under one roof. Now he had two lovely women irrevocably bound to him. The Princess was the key to his plans. Meg had been his lover and (reasonably) loyal companion for many years. He desired to keep both under his roof, his castle, if his plans came to fruition.

To be successful, he needed there to be peace and cooperation, not jealousy and conflict between them. As it turned out he had nothing to fear.

The two women were both intelligent and quick-witted. They understood quickly that conflict between them would make their Lord and Master unhappy. Therefore, they found ways to share his attention and his body.

They discovered that with very different backgrounds, they had very different skills. This made it easy to give a task to the one most skilled in the required talents. The unpleasant tasks they shared equally.

On the rare occasions when they could not agree, the dispute was brought to Magnus. Both women were bound to abide by the decision of their Lord and Master. They were bound not simply by the magic, but what they learned was the innate fairness and wisdom that was an intrinsic part of Magnus.

Most important was that Magnus wished the two women to become lovers. He realized the impossibility of any one man keeping two lusty women satisfied. He relied on them to pick up where he left off. They found many ways to please each other for hours at a time.

Once more the wishes of the Lord and Master were followed. A happy by-product was that the women became closer then sisters. They shared common goals and an uncommon lover. Both found that the most fulfilling sex was when she held Magnus deep inside while the lips, tongue, or fingers of her "sister" roamed her body.

The women learned to sooth and comfort each other when Magnus was not available. They came to rely on each other's wisdom, strength, and courage as much as Magnus relied on them both. The benefits to all of them in the years to come were immense.

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They returned to court that evening. Maude again wore her royal finery. Meg had helped comb her hair and fix her appearance so that she again looked every inch the Royal Princess. They entered the audience chamber together.

Her father, the King, immediately recognized the Princess. She was granted leave to speak; "My father and King, after many years of searching in vain, I have found the man I desire as husband. Though he be a commoner, I love Magnus the Mage with all my heart and will suffer no other. I beseech you my father to bless this marriage."

Certain elements at court sought to go back on the agreement they had made with Magnus. The mage dropped certain subtle and some less subtle hints that all that had been done to the Princess could be easily undone. Those who reneged on agreements sealed with their sworn word might invite the anger of the Lord.

One Baron in particular was incensed that a commoner-born would have a higher social rank then he. Unfortunately, he had a near death experience at a time when Magnus was in a meeting with several noble witnesses. The Baron was forced to return to his estate where it to several months for him to recuperate. No one noticed Meg sneaking back into the castle sometime later carrying certain magical items.

Although allowing a Princess to marry a commoner was completely unprecedented the King could deny his daughter nothing. The King was guided in consultations with his advisors, the nobility, and the clergy. At their urging he knighted Magnus and created him Duke of Leche. The King was sad that his favorite daughter would be living at the far edge of his kingdom, but Magnus promised they would visit as often as possible. Of course, the King and Queen would always be welcome at the ducal estates.

It took one month to prepare for the wedding that was a grand affair. Most of the gossip centered on the amazing changes in the Princess who was now a warm, friendly, and generous delight. The type of person who instantly charms whoever she meets. Some of the noble women who had insisted upon her departure now regretted it.

The sun shone brightly on the day of the wedding. The bride was beautiful and the groom handsome. The vows were read. The couple exchanged their first married kiss.

A thousand people attended the reception. Music, dancing, and wine were the cornerstones. The bride and groom sat on raised thrones next to the King and Queen as a mark of favor.

There was one unfortunate incident worthy of mention. There was a beautiful, raven-haired, young Countess of Karja who had wed only a month prior. She was an old rival of the new bride. She had to be invited with her husband as members of the nobility. In fact, she had been one of the most insistent that the Princess suffer greatly when her maidenhood was ruptured.

It was rumored that this had happened to the Countess of Karja who had been a virgin on her wedding night. Her marriage was made to consummate an alliance of noble houses, not for love. It was whispered that she was frigid. That she had never experienced love's sweet release. That she had become a frustrated, whining bitch who constantly berated her husband.

Reputedly, her husband was a great bull of a man and 10 years older then his wife. Although he had an equally massive tool, he drove it into a woman without giving her time to adjust to its size. He always finished quickly, satisfied at sating his own lusts, but withdrawing before a woman had the chance to enjoy the experience. The Countess only tolerated sex in order to fulfill her duty to produce an heir for her husband's lands and title.

The young Countess was extremely jealous of the apparent happiness of her old rival. During the grand reception she became thoroughly inebriated, loud, and began disturbing the other guests. Several of these, including her thoroughly embarrassed husband tried unsuccessfully to quiet her.

Becoming increasing agitated, she raised her voice so the entire hall heard her make a disparaging comment about Magnus' common origin. Shocked by the unforgivable breach in decorum, a hush fell like a curtain over the assembly.

Only then did the new Duchess change in a frightening way. In unhurried, but determined elegance, she walked towards her intended victim. With each step, she seemed to grow larger as her anger was unleashed. Those she passed stepped back when they saw her face, frightened by the fury in her expression. It was as if all the spite and meanness of her former life had been stored over the last month. Now it was to be released against a single target. All conversation stopped to watch the unfolding tableau.

The poor woman was cursed and berated continuously for 20 minutes until in tears she ran from the room. She was followed a moment later by her husband who had not spoken a word, but looked as if he would have preferred to remain. No one dare speak as the Duchess took a moment to calm herself.

The new bride turned back to the assembly and in a clear pleasant voice asked everyone's forgiveness for the commotion and bade them to continue their revelry. The reception concluded as a great social success without further incident.

The next morning the distraught Countess and her husband left the castle without speaking to anyone. They were not expected to reappear at court for years. In fact, neither was ever seen again at court, but that is another story.

The Duchess was thereafter viewed not only with fear but also with respect. She had come quickly and decisively to the defense of her new husband with devastating results. It was whispered that despite her new friendly demeanor, she was not one to cross lightly. Meg complimented the performance. She was impressed that Maude had not repeated herself once during her long tirade.

Shortly after the wedding, Meg was created a Countess and appointed as the new Duchess' chief Lady in Waiting. They departed to the new ducal estates with many fine gifts.

Meg officially had a room adjoining the ducal bedchamber. In truth, more often then not she slept naked in the arms of Magnus and Maude. In that day, most people slept naked. Servants commonly entered the room while the three slept to attend their duties.

Of course, the servants would first listen at the door and then scratch at it lightly before entering. They did not wish to disturb any amorous activities within. In fact, the two women took turns every morning wrapping their lips around Magnus' cock to awaken him. If either Maude or Meg had morning sickness then one of the more comely serving wenches happily took her place. Lord Magnus' prowess at pleasing women was well known in the castle. Their fun continued with a playful sexual romp before the three rose to attend their duties.

No one was more surprised then Magnus at his skill of managing a Dukedom. Magic required many of the same skills such as attention to detail, concentration, and managing people. Few of their neighbors were willing to risk both their well-trained men at arms and the whispered mystic skills of Duke Magnus.

The Dukedom was known for its cows, goats, and sheep. It provided much of the milk and meat consumed by the rest of the Kingdom. There was also a healthy trade with two neighboring kingdoms across the Inland Sea. In fact, the name of the Dukedom, Leche derived from the Spanish word for milk.

The Maude and Meg worked well together. They behaved more like close sisters then co-wives, which was how Magnus viewed them. On the rare occasions that they argued, Magnus was able to resolve it quickly by using their mutual devotion to him and respect for each other.

More often the two women worked together to maneuver Magnus into doing something that he had been avoiding. He was often aware of their manipulation, but chose to overlook it.

After all, it was usually for "his own good" and done with the best of intentions by women whom he had grown to love. Magnus the Mage, "master manipulator" and conjurer extraordinarie had found happiness in the simple pleasures of being a husband and an expedient father.

The skills of the two women well complimented each other. Lady Maude ran the extensive household with a gentle, but firm hand. Lady Meg handled the accounts and was an excellent trade negotiator. The Dukedom prospered. The people came to revere their Duke and his beautiful Duchess. Lady Meg was always treated with honor and respect.

Eight months after the wedding, Maude gave birth to healthy twin boys. Two days after that Meg gave birth to equally healthy twin girls. Magnus had forgotten (the women thought it was on purpose) that the powerful "magic of the lake" cancelled the weaker magic of Meg's immunity to impregnation.

It was a simple matter for Duke Magnus to acknowledge Meg's children as his own. A powerful Duke with a beautiful mistress was a commonly accepted matter. The fact that the two women were such close friends and raised their children together was less common, but accepted. Four months later they traveled to the royal keep to present the King's new grandchildren.

Against custom, Magnus had insisted that Maude nurse her own offspring. At first she resisted, but gave in after he worked a minor incantation. Magnus was not yet so secure in his title and position that her could afford to alienate the noble women by reneging on his prior agreement.

When Lady Meg saw the difficulty Maude was having with doing something so "common". She sat down with Maude for a "long talk". Meg declared that she would nurse her own offspring alongside Maude. And woes betide anyone, commoner or noble, who attempted to ridicule either of them. The women laughed together then hugged each other crying.

Meg explained that she thought the custom of noble women using wet-nurses was stupid. She related what a joy it was for new mothers to breast-feed their newborns. Babies who were fed cow milk or goat milk rarely seemed as healthy and robust. As a young girl her own mother and other village women had taught her everything necessary.

It was at the first great welcoming feast the royal court held in honor of the King's newest grand child. The babies began fretting because they were hungry. Everyone waited to see if the Duchess of Leche would be forced to retire to nurse the infant.

To their surprise, with little fuss or bother the Duchess adjusted her clothing. Her dresses were so low cut normally that it was a simple matter of sliding it and inch or two lower to reveal the nipple to the baby that immediately began suckling. Assisted by Lady Meg first once child was placed at her breast then the other. Lady Meg then performed the same ritual with her twins assisted by another Lady in Waiting. Both women then continued the conversations they had broken off as if nothing unusual had occurred.

At no time during the entire process was anything obscene or even questionable seen by any of the assembled guests. Yet there were four infants happily suckling on their mother's teats as if it were a daily occurrence. The Duke of Leche had not turned once nor interrupted his own conversation with the Queen.

Needless to say, it caused a quiet sensation among the nobility. Both Maude and Meg were discretely questioned after the dinner. It was remarked how happy the new mothers appeared while feeding their babies. They confided that in addition to the health of their offspring considerable sexual pleasure was associated with the process. Commenting that the Duke appreciated the increased size of her breasts brought a knowing giggle to the assembled women.

What was not mentioned was that the Duke and the two women had all developed a taste for breast milk. After the infants were fed and put to sleep, teats continued to be suckled and milk drained. The women were so stimulated that a mini orgy between the three usually ensued.

The party returned to Leche basking in the success of their trip. Meg and Maude were actually disappointed that not one woman had given them cause to revenge a single word of ridicule or condescension. Mostly this was because the two women carried themselves with such grace and dignity. Also, the incident at the wedding reception was still fresh in the minds of the noble women. None dared to face the wrath of the now popular Duchess.

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Almost a year had passed when Lady Maude was visiting court without either Magnus or Meg. Of course, the Duke had insisted on a strong guard to protect her from any possible mishaps on the road.

It was well that he had done so. There was indeed an attack that at the time seemed to be but random chance. One of the men at arms had sacrificed himself to protect his Lady. He had been mortally wounded blocking an arrow that had pierced his heart. Lady Maude was unharmed because of his bravery and devotion. She swore to always protect his wife and provide for his baby daughter as he lay dying in her arms.

In response to her story of the attack, she heard ugly rumors at court that the Countess of Karja was constantly speaking against Leche. Not just its Lady, but also against the Lord Magnus and the Lady Meg who was now her dearest friend and companion. The Countess questioned their morals, their honor, and their fitness to hold any estate, let alone a Dukedom. It had only gotten worse since her husband had left (been driven?) away to fight in a foreign war.

On her return to Leche, Lady Maude related all that she had heard or suspected. A discrete investigation uncovered that the Countess had paid several outlaw bands to haunt the road between Leche and the royal court. It was indeed possible that was the reason for the attack on Maude.

What was more disturbing was a report that the Countess had met with the shadowy Master of the Guild of Assassins. Lady Meg who knew something of the assassins thought her a fool. The Guildmaster was known to travel everywhere with a female slave trained to seduce any man or woman alive.

If he took a liking to the beautiful Countess then she would be visited by that slave while she slept. By morning, she herself would be a slave. In a few days she would have ridden alone from her estate to join her lover. She'd be abducted on the road in a way that could never be traced back to the guild.

It had been sheer luck that the Countess had escaped this fate. However, word had gotten out that she was looking to hire assassins to kill both the Duke of Leche and his Duchess. So deep was her hatred following the wedding reception.

Fortunately the Countess of Karja was hampered by a lack of gold. However, it was only a matter of time until she acquired it. Something had to be done before she could act.

The Countess was known to be having difficulty even paying for the upkeep of her nearby estates. She was a poor ruler and mismanaged everything, expecting instant results with no planning or forethought. In her growing frustration, she had anyone who displeased her in the smallest way whipped, tortured, or executed. Many of her peasants had abandoned homes held for generations, leaving food to rot on the vine and fertile land untended.

It came as a surprise when she was invited to come to Castle Leche for a month. The Duchess asked for a chance to put grievances aside and heal old wounds. The Countess thought it the perfect opportunity to bring her plan for revenge to fruition. She would be able to bribe the servants to discover sufficient dirt and scandal with which to finally destroy her old rival.

If that failed then a month of sponging off Leche would allow her to accumulate enough gold to pay the outrageous price demanded by the guild of assassins. They claimed killing not merely a Duke, but also the King's daughter would require that the entire guild to go into hiding until things "cooled off".

Upon arriving at Castle Leche, she was met with proper courtesy for one of her rank. Just inside the gate flagons of wine were brought for the traditional welcome of a newly arived guest. The flagon handed the Countess was heavily laced with the same aphrodisiac given to Lady Maude at the Lake.

The courtesy shown the Countess of Karja changed as soon as they entered the quarters that she would be occupying for the remainder of her visit. The Countess had been so busy speaking that she did not notice where she was being led. Looking about she finally realized that they were deep underground in the Castle dungeon.

As she turned to protest this affront to her dignity, the Duke stepped behind her. Taking her by both elbows he held her tightly and a little painfully. She struggled uselessly against his strength, unable to move. Lady Meg produced a large knife and cut ever scrap of clothing from her body. The Countess screamed and cursed until Lady Maude produced a gag, stuffing it into the gaping mouth.

Gagged and naked, the Countess was securely tied to the dungeon wall. Added lengths of rope were wrapped tightly around both breasts so they stuck out obscenely. Small wooden clamps were applied to each nipple. These quickly became painful because of what was to follow.

A female servant was directed to smear a meat sauce between the Countess' legs ever 15 minutes. Two male hunting dogs were brought in. They immediately began licking off the meat sauce. The pain in her breasts and the pleasure between her legs drove the Countess into a sexual frenzy.

In sooth the aphrodisiac was probably unnecessary. For the bondage in which she was now held so closely mirrored her darkest fantasies. The stimulation and depravity of having her womanhood endlessly licked by two dogs brought the Countess to the first orgasm of her life. It would not be the last.

After two hours of constant arousal, pain, and orgasms, Ladies Maude and Meg returned. The Countess was in a swoon and was not aware of anything except the canine tongues still licking her sex.

Lady Meg slapped her face until she was aware enough to fully appreciate what was to come next. Lady Maude removed the wooden clamps on her nipples. The rush of blood into the sore nipple assaulted the Countess with the greatest pain she'd even know in her life. After 15 minutes of screaming (muffled by the gag) she finally quieted down.

Lady Maude whispered in her ear, "Will you swear to never again disparage my family? Will you obey my ever command? Are you a natural slut and a whore? Do you love having your cunt licked by dogs? Do you want to thank them for giving you so much pleasure?" Unable to speak the Countess nodded her assent to every question. She was terrified and would agree to absolutely anything.

Lady Maude directed the guards to lower the Countess to the floor. Her legs were tied well apart. Her arms were tied above her head. "Good you will now have a chance to properly thank our hunting dogs. "Lady Meg?" prompted Maude. Meg handed a small bucket to the male guard and directed that he use the brush to smear some of the contents on the sopping wet slit of the Countess. It should be repeated ever time that the Countess finished "thanking" one of the hunting dogs.

The two dogs in the room lifted their snouts to sniff the air. They walked over to the Countess and smelled between her legs. There was an immediate change in behavior. The larger male growled at the smaller dog who backed away, waiting his turn.

Maude addressed her prisoner, "Dear Countess, what has been placed between your legs was collected from several of our hunting bitches when they were in heat over the last few weeks. What effect do you think it will have?" The eyes of the Countess widened in horror. The gag prevented all but the most muffled sounds from escaping.

"My he has a large thick tool," commented Meg to Maude. "Quite a bit smaller then my Lord Magnus, but from what I hear, larger then that of the Count. Do you agree Countess?" The Countess shook her head yes, then no, then closed her eyes hoping that this was all an erotic nightmare.

She was forced back to reality as the fully aroused animal mounted and entered her without any preparation. The Countess' eyes popped open as she tried to scream in vain. She had never felt so full. The dog's tool was MUCH larger then her husband's. He kept thrusting in, forcing her already lubricated passage to adjust.

Despite some token efforts to resist the Countess' bound body was soon thrusting upwards to drive the invader deeper. She came twice before the dog emptied his spunk into her. When the first dog dismounted, it was immediately replaced by the second who lost no time driving his already erect penis into her.

The Huntsman came in bringing six more male dogs with him. He knew what was expected and the reasons for it.

Indeed, word has spread to every Castle servant that the Countess wished to have their beloved Duke and Duchess assasinated. The entire castle had heard how that very morning the Countess had maligned not just their honorable Duke and Duchess, but their innocent babies.

In their rightous wrath, the common people had wanted the Countess of Karja killed, but were willing to settle for this debasement as punishment.

After each dog had taken three turns at the Countess they were led away until tomorrow when they would resume their duties. The Countess was turned on her stomach and retied to a low table. This was the chance for the guards and other castle staff who wished to take their own revenge. They were directed to fill the mouth or arse of the Countess. Her vagina was left for the dogs.

The Countess had a young, healthy body, and great stamina. Her aroused body continued to respond. She had at least one orgasm with each new penetration, sometimes two or more. Many of her lovers told her how a bitch like her deserved to be treated this way, how she was dirt, lower then the animals of the stable. The more viscous the verbal abuse the more intense her body's arousal.

Twice a day the Countess was allowed to eat and relieve herself. Her hands were left tied forcing her to eat like one of the dogs that fucked her daily. When she was done her hands were untied so she could clean the dungeon like the lowest scullery maid.

At night the Countess was left to fall into an exhausted sleep. It was then that Magnus came to her. He wove a spell that altered her mind. She would remember nothing of what truly happened to her. Instead she would remember what Magnus now whispered into her ear.

Never satisfied sexually by her husband, the Countess of Karja had been deprived of even his meager attempts once he had departed for the foreign wars. She had prayed to Satan, the Lord of Evil for relief. She promised her soul if he would give her the wild, animalistic sex of which other women whispered.

One night, two months ago there had appeared a great demon in answer to her prayer. He forced her body to submit to unholy abominations and defilement. When his foul seed shot into her womb, it cursed her with the need to lay with animals instead of men.

Every night since, there were nightly visitations by the demon. He brought dogs, pigs, ponies, donkeys, a different animal each night. He and a different set of minor demons who joined him merely watched. She tried to resist her obscene needs, but her overpowering carnal lusts forced her to strip.

Falling to her knees, she'd lift her arse and spread her sex so the animals could mount her from behind like any she-bitch. She rutted with them having the animalistic sex that she'd prayed for. The demons laughed and cursed her as Satan's whore.

The night before she departed for Castle Leche the demon came alone. He told her this was his last visit. He could not enter a consecrated place like Castle Leche without being invited in by its lord. Hereafter, she must pray to Lord Satan to beg for the animals for the rutting which she now needed more then food and drink.

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The Bishop came to Castle Leche as planned several months earlier to bless the new chapel. He was attended by a newly ordained Priest who would take up residence at the newly formed Parish.

It was almost a month since the arrival of the Countess of Karja. Of course, the Bishop knew of her visit and expected her to attend him for a blessing and to show proper respect for the Church.

The morning of the Bishop's arrival, the Countess was cleaned up and put into her former attire. She had been denied the touch of any male let alone the rutting she had come to crave for the last two days.

After a proper introduction, both the Duke and Duchess were called away leaving the Countess alone with the Bishop and Priest. Being left alone with the two males the Countess became increasingly aroused. She had to fight back the impulse to fall to her knees and beg the two clerics to fuck her.

Two of the hunting dogs were released into their chamber. Of course, they made immediately for familiar smell of the aroused Countess and dove under her skirts. Feeling them sniffing and licking at her already hot slit the Countess was helpless. Her knees weakened and she fell slowly to the ground spreading her thighs. In utter disbelief the Bishop and Priest both heard the Countess' heresy, "Lord Satan you have answered my prayers. Thank you Satan for giving me these dogs to fuck."

The clerics watched in horror as she pulled up her skirts to give the animals greater access to her naked cunt. She revealed the larger dog mounting her like any she bitch. And then she began screaming at the dogs to fuck her harder, "Fuck Satan's hot bitch! Ram your hairy cocks into Satan's whore!" Her thrusting hips impaling his tool deep within her loins again and again. The Bishop unfroze and ran for help.

As the dogs were dragged off her, the Countess cursed everyone present. Before all the witnesses she prayed to her Lord Satan to strike them all dead.

An ecclesiastical court was immediately formed to judge the Countess. The sworn eyewitness testimony of the two clerics was most damning. Not one of her scandalized family or her former friends spoke on her behalf. Her only defense was the story of her demon lover. The result was a swift and sure conviction on charges of heresy. She was excommunicated and sentenced to burn at the stake.

Only by the intervention of Duke Magnus was the death sentence commuted. He offered to take her under his protection and attempt to purge the demonic influences with the help of his new castle Priest. The animosity between the two houses was well known. The Duke's request was well received as a true act of charity and granted.

During the trial, word had come that the Count of Karja has died of illness while fighting in a foreign land. He had no siblings, and no heir, never having had a child with his wife. The former Countess, now ward of Duke Magnus had forfeited all lands and titles with her conviction by the court. She had no rights, no status, and no friends. She was little more than a slave.

It was decided that the Karja estates would be given to Duke Magnus in compensation for his future efforts to redeem the soul of the convicted heretic. He in turn gave it to the Countess Meg as his sworn vassal. Meg would finally have her own lands and property. These would be passed onto her children just as the Duchy would be inherited by Lady Maude's offspring. The castles were close enough that she could ride between them in less then a day.

Despite their best attempts, neither Lord Magnus nor his Priest was never able to "cure" the unfettered lusts of the former Countess of Karja. She went mad from the loss of everything she held dear. Her need for constant sexual stimulation was all that remained.

She lay about in a stupor for most of the day, with legs spread and her hands above her head, just in case a male who wanted to fuck her came along.

She would not eat nor drink except when threatened that sex by both man and beast would be denied her. Even then eating human food seemed beyond her abilities. She was given the same slop as the animals of the barnyard, drank from a water trough, and relieved herself in a pile of straw that was changed every two days. To clean her she'd be left with 3 or 4 male dogs that would lick her entire body after they mounted and fucked her.

The only time she seemed truly alive was when penetrated by a hard cock. Human or animal made no difference. It transformed her into the hottest fuck a man or dog could desire. She became a prize, given each night to the slave who was judged to have done the best work for that day. It improved the slaves' moral to such a degree that several were eventually able to buy their freedom.

Despite being filled daily with a man's semen she never became pregnant. Apparently she was sterile. It was just as well since any child of hers would be branded with the stigma of her heresy.

Through careful planning, an enemy who threatened the very life of Leche had been disposed of such that it would never again be a concern, let alone a threat.

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Epilogue: The League

Leche settled down into a new stable order. Of course, there were rumors of how the Duke has removed a dangerous threat so effectively. How he had profited greatly thereby. How his enemy lay in his dungeon, little more then an animal, with the blessing of the Church. These rumors and the truth behind them vastly increased his power, prestige, and influence.

Thereafter, none dared challenge him directly or by subterfuge. Magnus, Maude, and Meg lived and prospered in Leche for many years. The Duke of Leche became second in power to the King himself.

When the old King died unexpectedly, the Crown Prince was away on a mission. There was contention between the King's other children for the crown. It was only through the intervention of the Duke and Duchess of Leche that the situation was kept stable until the Crown Prince returned. The Crown Prince ascended the throne. He never forgot his debt to Leche. Lady Maude was able to reconcile with her eldest brother for all the years she had abused her siblings. Thereafter, she became a frequent and welcome visitor at court.

Lord Magnus was never tempted to lay with "the heretic". He had his hands full and greatly enjoyed his "duty" of keeping Ladies Maude and Meg impregnated. They were very skilled at giving pleasure, receiving pleasure, and both were genuine baby factories. If Magnus cast a few spells to insure their health during difficult childbirth, no one complained. Both women seemed prone to multiple births. Between them they had 20 children over the next eight years.

Amazing in that day and age when many women died giving birth there was not a single miscarriage between them. Was it the health of the women, the happiness of their family life, some discreetly cast spells, or all of the above?

Both women were deeply devoted to their Lord and Master. The intensity of their love was not a result of magic. They knew how he protected them, cared for them, and provided for them and their children. He had taken each from unhappiness and given them friendship, passion, position, property, security, children, respect, honor, and his own undying love. If called upon to do so, he would die for them, as they would for him.

In the years to come, Maude and Meg realized that their many healthy children had made them models for a new trend. More noble women each year were deciding to nurse their own newborns. These women often visited Castle Leche to learn how to breast-feed with grace and dignity.

At one point the Queen of France who wished to learn their secrets visited them. Meg and Maude gladly shared their knowledge explaining that this "womanly art" was not at all a secret. Rather they would happily share with any woman who wished to know the joys of nursing her own offspring.

The French Queen was so impressed that on her return to her own country she issued a royal decree. It declared the creation of the creation of the "La Leche League", named in honor of the Duchess of Leche. In Spanish, a literal translation is "the milk league". The league has continued to promote the joys and benefits of the "womanly art" of breast-feeding around the globe to this very day.

Ladies Maude and Meg would have approved.

For more information on Breast Feeding and the La Leche league see http://www.laleche.org/

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