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Lady
Katherine Summerisle walked through the hallway of Satyr’s House, her soft
footsteps faintly echoing as she made her way to her husband’s study. She had
recently changed her clothes for the evening and was now wearing a light silk
trouser suit in magenta. Her hair was loose and flowed around her head in a
shimmering auburn and gold halo
As
the noblewoman approached her husband’s office, she was surprised to see the
door open, but causally entered the room to find Sam Sweetman sitting in one
of the leather armchairs, lost in thought. Lady Katherine watched him for a
moment and, when it became obvious that he was not aware of her presence, she
cleared her throat.
Sam
jumped a little. Looking in Lady Summerisle’s direction, he flushed red with
embarrassment, but quickly greeted her “S-sorry you ladyship, I didn’t hear
you come in”
“Oh,
don’t concern yourself, Sam” Lady Summerisle replied, wondering why he didn’t
also rise to his feet to say hello, only to see exactly why when she walked
closer and saw the swollen state of his cock beneath his pants, “And
remember, you may call me Kitty.”
Sam
smiled and he began to look less flushed. “Yes of course, thank you Kitty”
“Are
you awaiting Percy?” Lady Summerisle asked sitting down in the other arm chair.
“No,
um, actually he said he’d be back, said he had to attend to something”
Lady
Summerisle smiled, she had a fair idea of what that might be, almost exactly
like the ‘business’ she had attended to before dressing for the evening, Tam
was probably still napping from his exertions.
“Oh
and have you been having a nice evening” She asked Sam, leaning in and
noticing that the bulge between his legs was decreasing somewhat.
“Yes,
but I believe you husband is a bit of a prankster” Sam replied his eyes idly
gazing down lady Summerisle’s top at the warm brown flesh now displayed.
“Why
do you say that?” Lady Summerisle was puzzled
“He
told me some tall tale about the founding of the village. It’s a joke that he
must tell every new person to move here, right?”
Lady
Summerisle grinned slightly, “Would you like to see what Percy is doing?” She
said and stood up.
Sam
nodded and stood, his erection was still not quite
dissipated and Lady Summerisle’s grin widened. “This way,” she
motioned with her hand “I think you’ll enjoy what you see”
Sam
Sweetman followed the beautiful noblewoman out of Lord Summerisle’s study and
along the corridor. They passed the doorway to the stairs where Iolanthe had
left Sam over an hour before. Seeing the doorway brought back a memory to Sam
of how Iolanthe had bid him farewell and his erection burgeoned anew.
However,
Lady Summerisle continued passed the door and stopped besides a large heavy
looking statue of a naked young girl. Sam caught up with his hostess and looked to her expectantly. Lady Summerisle ran
he had over the statue’s chest, at which point Sam noticed how much the
girl’s nipples stood out, and depressed a small button fashioned in the
middle of the girls areola.
An
alcove opposite the statue slowly swung forward revealing a doorway that was hidden behind it. “This way” Lady Summerisle instructed
Sam. Sam stared at the alcove open mouthed “It’s a secret passageway, oh god,
a real one. I didn’t think they existed” he thought,
but followed the delectable woman through the door.
Lady
Summerisle waited for Sam to join her in the passageway before pulling a
leaver that closed the door, shortly enclosing them both in a small dark
room. She could feel Sam’s breath against her back and the bulge of his
swollen cock against her buttock, but ignored them and pushed open a second,
less ornate door leading to the secret corridor itself.
The
passageway was not wide enough for two people to walk side by side but Lady
Summerisle and Sam were able to walk in single file comfortably. As they made
their way along the secret corridor, Lady Katherine spoke to Sam in a hushed
voice “These passages were constructed by our family over two hundred years
ago; they’re proven to be rather useful”
The
couple had stopped by a set of steel spiral stairs. Lady Summerisle quickly
ascended them and Sam followed now he realized the passageway continued along
the same floor as Iolanthe’s bedroom. The Noblewoman and her companion soon
stepped out of the constricting passage and into a wider area, one softly lit
and containing a short row of velvet-padded seats.
In
front of the seats were some curtains. “Take a seat” Lady Summerisle bade
Sam, who settled into the one closest to him. Lady Summerisle pulled a cord
and the curtains drew apart. What Sam saw astounded him.
Framed
by the open curtains Sam saw a bed that he recognized, earlier that evening
he had been fucking the Summerisle’s beautiful 15-year-old daughter Iolanthe
on it. It now occurred to Sam exactly why Iolanthe’s mirror so dominated her
bedroom.
Iolanthe
Summerisle was highly visible in the tableaux displayed through the mirror.
She rested her head on her pillow and languidly peered at her own reflection.
The beautiful girl was completely naked. She lay with her arms sprawled out
above her head and her knees pulled in tight beneath her belly, thrusting her
tight little ass far up in the air.
Through
a grill above the mirror, Iolanthe could be heard to
murmur phrases of drowsy lust to the one who shared her bed and was even now
slowly thrusting himself in and out of the wet clingy embrace of Iolanthe’s
hairless cunt.
“Oh
Daddy” she moaned huskily, “Spank me! I was such a bad girl”
Lord
Summerisle brought his hand down upon his little girl’s butt without much
force, just enough to make a SLAP sound. Lady Summerisle joined Sam by the
viewing seats. Instead of sitting by Sam, she settled herself on the floor in
front of him.
Sam
was lost in the scene presented to him, hearing Lord Summerisle again spank
Iolanthe’s ass then tell her “Yes if I’d not been watching I’d have never
know you’d taken Sam here, you are a very bad little girl Io” He was too
distracted to notice Lady Summerisle slowly opening his pants.
Again,
the SLAP resounded around the viewing chambers and Sam felt Lady Summerisle’s
lips brushing the head of his cock. He looked down, into the noblewoman’s
deep brown eyes, and let out a moan of excitement.
The
couple in the bedroom continued their incestuous love making while Lady
Summerisle sucked Sam’s cock to prefect, almost painful hardness. When she was
satisfied that Sam was ready she stood and began to discard her clothing.
Sam’s
eyes darted feverishly between Iolanthe and her father and Iolanthe’s mother
who in moments was completely naked. He did not protest when the Lady
Summerisle swayed over to him and straddled him, encasing his cock in her
humid pussy. Sam was surprised but spurred on when his new lover extend her
legs and wrapped them around his back.
Soon
the moans of the Father and Daughter were accompanied
by the deeper more lusty groans of the Lady of the Manor and her lawyer.
Sam’s eyes darted from his lover to her husband and daughter. Naked, Lady
Summerisle and Iolanthe looked very similar except Lady Katherine’s maturity
made her even more delicious.
“Uuuh, Y-your Husband w-was serious when he said that, oh
god, you never refuse an opportunity,” Sam gasped.
“Y-yes,”
Lady Summerisle replied “But if it m-makes you feel more comfortable with
what you’re seeing, uuuuuhh, just remember Percy is
making love with his second cousin”
The
words sunk in and Sam panted “wh-what?”
Lady
Summerisle redoubled her efforts, punctuating each of her words with a pelvic
thrust “Percy. And. I. Are. Cousins.
Iolanthe.
Is.
Both.
Our.
Daughter.
And.
Second. Cousin.
To.
Both.
Of.
Uuus.”
This
admission of double incest did not alter in Sam’s mind the twisted nature of
what he was watching. Instead, it added a new and more depraved facet to it.
Sam was amazed to find it also turned him on even more.
On
the other side of the looking glass Iolanthe and
Lord Summerisle were reaching a crescendo in their fucking. Iolanthe’s moans
had become high pitched whimpers as her orgasm hit, and her father soon
slumped as he also came, filling his daughter with semen as he’d done on
countless nights before.
Sam
followed suit and grunted as he shot a huge wad of cum into Lady Summerisles
tight pussy. He then continued to thrust his prick in and out of Lady
Katherine until she finally shuddered and sighed in orgasm.
In
her bedroom, Iolanthe curled up against her father as they both basked in
post-coital bliss. Their audience was likewise reposed. “Did they hear us?”
Sam whispered to his lover.
Lady
Summerisle still had her eyes closed and replied, “Probably not. The most
they would hear would be a fraction of the sounds we were making though the
grill. Besides,” She kissed Sam on the forehead “I don’t suppose they were
aware of much outside themselves”
The
noble woman straightened up. “Do you still think Percy was having fun with
you?”
Sam
shook his head at which Lady Summerisle beamed..
“I
think it’s time to show you our chapel” She said and climbed off Sam.
Extending
her hand, she pulled Sam to his feet and led him toward the stairs.
“Wait!
Shouldn’t you get dressed? Sam asked urgently “We
are going into a church”
“Oh,”
Lady Summerisle replied with an impish smile “It’s not that sort of church!”
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