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Subject: {ASSM} Kindred, Chapter 22:  Justice For a Lady  (MF, anal)
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Chapter 22  Justice for a Lady  (MF,anal)


"You know, that hurt."

"I know, Vivian." I began to untie her. "I'll make it up to you,
though."

She rolled over and smiled. "By the goddess, you better!" Then
she grabbed me by the ears and pulled me down for a hungry kiss.
"Goddess, it's been too long, Alex!"

I kissed her in return. "Indeed. Now, would you explain why you
needed me to rape you?"

She drew me down next to her, and snuggled against me. "I told
you about Fenris, yes?" 

"Yes, you said you hoped to be his wife soon."

"Well there is a new priest in the temple. He has been preaching
that if a man takes a woman's maidenhead, it will weaken him. He
will be weak in battle, he will fail in his hunts, and his crops
will fail. Unfortunately, Fenris has become a true believer."

She looked at me. "I always said I wanted my husband to take my
maidenhead. Now, my husband refuses to do so. I even asked the
priest, 'What should I do, find a foolish unbeliever to take my
virginity?' Do you know what he responded? If I did, I was a
whore, and should be stoned."

"Apparently, the only way a man could be with a woman was if the
woman was a widow, and her dead husband had taken her, or if
she'd been raped."

"Goddess, I was so desperate, I tried to convince Fenris to rape
me. He absolutely refused. He said the gods would know it was a
lie."

"Then word came that you were coming here during the audit. And I
knew you would do what I asked. I knew you'd be unhappy about it,
but you'd do it if I pleaded with you. So I wrote you those
letters, begging you to visit me." 

I nodded. She was right; I would do almost anything for her. 

Vivian was a barbarian from the far north. I'd mentioned she was
very tall, and apparently strong. She was also beautiful; with
white hair she kept very short and marvelous gray eyes. She was
the village smith here, and the only lover I'd had in a century
that didn't know what I was. Yes, we were lovers. Though she had
retained her hymen, she had found pleasure taking me in her
bottom, and with each other's mouths. 

"So, what now?"

"Tomorrow, when Fenris comes in the afternoon, he'll find me
bound to the bed, with dried blood on my thighs and on my sheets,
clear evidence I was taken against my will." 

"And if he believes this to be a set-up? That you arranged it?"

"I'll convince him. If he loves me, he'll believe me. But for
tonight, I want you to make up for hurting me. And I'll make up
to you for using you."

She pushed me back on the bed and took me in her hand. Her palm
was rough as she stroked me gently, but her lips were soft when
she closed them around my shaft. I lay back and savored the
experience. Vivian was a master at giving pleasure with her
mouth. Her lips held me gently as her tongue caressed my shaft,
and it wasn't long before I was very hard.

I withdrew from her mouth, and was about to kiss her violated sex
when she stopped me. "No, better not. If I know you, you'd clean
up all the evidence and I'd love every moment of it. But you can
kiss me here, instead." She rolled over and lifted her bottom for
me.

I chuckled and kissed each of her cheeks, then slowly licked the
firm globes till they were damp. I spread them apart, and began
kissing the tiny puckered flesh. She sighed with pleasure at my
kiss, then gave a whimper as I pressed the tip of my tongue into
her. 

"Oh goddess, that feels good! Do it again!"

Using my tongue, I fucked her bottom for several minutes until
she begged for more.

She sat up and pulled the pillow I'd put under her belly earlier
toward her. The she lay on her back with the pillow holding her
hips up and spread her legs apart. I knelt by her face and let
her soak my cock with her saliva, then moved down between her
legs.

I sat on my heels and she straddled my thighs. I leaned back a
little as she reached down and took hold of my erection, and
guided it to its destination. When it was properly placed, the
tip barely entering her, she slid down and buried my cock into
her ass with a moan of delight. 

I grasped her hips and began to gently move her up and down on my
staff. Her whimpers of pleasure were muted momentarily while we
kissed, then again filled my ears as she arched her back. I held
her by the waist as she took control, riding the shaft buried
within her. 

It wasn't long before I knew my climax was near. "Vivian, I'm
close. Please, come with me!"

Her response was to bounce faster upon my lap, then slam down on
my cock with a wail and convulsive shudders as her ass clenched
around me, dragging me over the edge to fill her with the fruit
of my loins.

When we'd recovered, I lay her back on the bed and kissed her
tenderly. 

"Goddess, you make me feel marvelous, Alex. Thank you for
everything!"

"Anytime you need me, Vivian, simply summon me."

She smiled and rolled over. "For now, I need you to tie me down
again."

I tied her arms first, then patted her on the bottom until she
was lying again with the bloodstained bedclothes under her groin.
As I tied her legs, I noticed our lovemaking had washed the blood
from the inside of her thighs and her vagina. Using my knife, I
cut my fingertip and smeared my blood realistically against her,
again leaving her looking abused.

Then I kissed her forehead before taking my leave.

As I made my way back to the Elder's home, I prayed that Vivian
wouldn't be disappointed by Fenris, and decided it might be wise
to keep watch on this priest.


The next two villages were much like the first ones, with former
Blossoms and Warriors renewing the Covenant with a kiss. But I
was also hearing confirmation of disturbing reports I'd received
at Caradine. 

As Duke, it was my duty to see that the laws of our King were
enforced and justice was offered to the populous. To do this, in
each district within the duchy I appointed a local Magistrate.
What I was learning was that this local magistrate had passed
away recently, and his replacement was not well accepted. But
what concerned me was the fact that I hadn't been informed of the
old magistrate's passing. And I had definitely not appointed a
replacement.

With this in mind, I'd packed an un-adorned set of armor,
suitable for a sell-sword, and timed our trek to coordinate our
arrival in the area with the weekly Court session. With two
companions in similarly unmarked armor, we made our way to the
village common. The rest of my force I distributed through the
surrounding woods, to prevent the escape of any I might wish to
interview, and to be ready to quell any disturbance that might
erupt.

We stood toward the back of the crowd with our visors down,
watching the session. I was becoming more and more upset as I
watched the Magistrate abuse his position with unfair fines,
seizures and imprisonments. But the final case stopped me cold.

"Your Honor, we beseech you. This is the third time we have
brought charges against Alonzo Nedrick before you for raping my
daughter Jeanelle." I heard the old man plead in front of the
Magistrate. Beside him stood a young woman that would have been
very pretty. But now her face was haunted and gaunt, and her
manner was that of a pet kicked too often by the master it
loved.

Opposite the man and his daughter stood a young dandy, looking
smug in his fine clothing and obvious wealth.

"I have interviewed Alonzo again on this matter. And the evidence
again proves to me that your daughter willingly and freely
accepted his advances, then chose to bear false witness against
him. I am therefore ordering that the Constable arrest Jeanelle
tomorrow morning to begin a sentence of ninety days in the
stocks." As the Magistrate declared this sentence, I was watching
the girl, and saw a look of sadness and resignation cross her
face. I knew when the Constable arrived in the morning to take
her to the stock, he'd find a black wreath upon the door. I was
not going to allow that.

"Your honor!" I called out from the back of the crowd.

The magistrate looked up and studied me. "What say you, stranger?
This session is concluded. New business will be attended to next
week."

"Your honor, I have a question, please, m'Lord!"

"Be quick, then. It is near time for the afternoon meal."

"Your Honor, I ask: How did you come to this office?"

"What do you mean, rogue? I was appointed by His Grace!"

I nodded to the knight beside me, and she took a pennant and
staff from her pack. As the three of us made our way through the
crowd, she attached the pennant, but kept its contents
concealed.
 
When we stood at the front of the crowd, she unfurled it and I
raised my visor. The crowd around us gasped and the magistrate
paled.

"No, I did not appoint you Magistrate. I appointed Johan Desiur
Magistrate of this district. Why did I never receive word of his
death? I'd like an explanation."

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Alonzo Nedrick backing through
the crowd. "Master Nedrick, you have not been dismissed. I would
speak with you privately."

He went white and began to run. Right into the arms of one of the
soldiers the display of my banner had summoned from the woods. He
promptly collapsed when an armored knee caught him between the
legs.

I turned and addressed the crowd. "Ladies and Gentlemen, you are
dismissed. This session of court is declared null, and all
matters will be addressed again on the morrow. Please have your
disputes presented to the Mayor before dawn tomorrow."

To my soldiers I said; "Bring the Magistrate, young Nedrick, and
Jeanelle and her father to the magistrate's home. That will be
our residence for the duration of our visit."

As I'd expected, the magistrate's home was vast and richly
appointed. Another indicator of corruption to my eye.

In the largest room I ordered a desk for a clerk, a seat for
myself, and chairs for the witnesses and observers. Johan's
former assistant and clerk was summoned to take the official
record, and I sat down.

"Wake Alonzo up." One of my soldiers threw a basin of water in
the man's face, and he sat up with a start. 

"This Court is in session. The matter before me is the alleged
rape of one Jeanelle..." I looked at the girl. "What is your
surname, girl?"

She looked up at me nervously. "Gerwal, Your Grace. Jeanelle
Melissa Gerwal."

I nodded. "The matter before us is the alleged rape of Jeanelle
Melissa Gerwal by Alonzo Nedrick. Am I to understand that this is
the third time this matter has been brought before the
Magistrate's Court?"

"Your Grace, this is the third time I have reported Alonzo
Nedrick for raping me. He has raped me on seven different
occasions."

"She lies, Your Grace! We have had sexual congress seven times.
Each time she has been an eager participant."

I listened to each one's story, and asked for additional
witnesses. Gradually, I became convinced of the events that had
occurred. Using the wealth and influence of his family and the
Magistrate's willing ignorance, Alonzo had acquired a potion from
a backwoods chemist.

Using this potion, he'd drugged Jeanelle and coerced her into
having intercourse with him. The first two times when the girl
awoke, she'd gone to the authorities and cried rape. The first
two times, the magistrate had refused to hear her statements.
Four more times Alonzo had taken the girl using the drug. The
last time, he hadn't had enough of the potion to coerce the girl,
and had used force to take what he desired. 

Jeanelle and one of my Blossoms, Trista, had gone to one of the
bedrooms, where Jeanelle had shown the marks of Alonzo's attack.
Trista then described them to me.

"Here is my ruling. Alonzo Nedrick. You are found guilty of
multiple sexual assaults against Jeanelle Gerwal. You and your
family hereby forfeit all your lands, wealth and chattels to
Jeanelle and her family in perpetuity. Furthermore, I sentence
you to die in a manner appropriate to your crimes. Sentence will
be executed on the morning of the day after tomorrow."

"Trista, you will take a score of soldiers to Master Nedrick's
home. You will evict his family and any loyal retainers. You will
allow them to retain only the clothing they wear, and they will
be searched for wealth before they are evicted. Other squads will
attend to outlying properties of the Nedrick family."

"Ferguson, you will escort Master Nedrick and Magistrate
Welkington to the village gaol. They are to be kept under guard
and protected from the populous until I direct otherwise."

"Now, send for the mayor and his Council, then get some rest.
Tomorrow will be a very long day, I suspect."


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