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Subject: {ASSM} Count and the Brother-in-Law  1  MF  MMFF  slow lt bond
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Date: Thu, 14 Sep 2006 23:10:01 -0400
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This is another erotic story set in the imaginary
eighteenth century of Kalimari.  It is for the
enjoyment of our adult audience.  Any further
distribution of the descriptions and accounts of this
story without the express permission of the
commissioner is prohibited.  No animals were harmed in
writing this story.  Enjoy.

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	A messenger arrived at Bella Vista with a note for the Countess
of Osta Buca.  At dinner that evening she shared its contents
with the Count.
	She said, " My brother wishes to visit us next week."
	He replied, "That would excellent.   He is completely welcome
here provided he does not discuss taxes and duties."
	Her brother, Captain John Zucchini of the Royal Navy, had never
seen Bella Vista.  It was several days' travel from the principal
port at Kalimari.  Lenore, the Countess, liked the rural estate
because she could treat it as her own home, rather than her
mother-in-law's castle in the provincial capital of Tiramisu,
where she was born. 
	The next week, Captain Zucchini arrived, accompanied by a
servant and a young woman.   The woman just wore a cloak and had
very short hair, indicating her status as a slave.  Lenore
welcomed them and indicated to her servant they were to be lodged
in the finest guest quarters.  John found it slightly
embarrassing to bow to his younger sister, even though she had
married into the nobility.  She readily set him at ease. 
	That evening, the Count and Countess through a sumptuous but
intimate dinner for Captain Zucchini.   They discussed affairs
with her family, affairs at court, and general gossip.  Francis,
the Count, did not know his brother-in-law very well but enjoyed
his company. 
	Finally Francis asked, "How is your ship, the Juno?" 
	John announced, "I am going to resign from my command and the
Navy.  Our father is getting old.  I need to take over his
business.  Besides, it is getting difficult to enforce some of
the orders regarding tariffs.  I have many friends who trade with
the Islands.   These duties fall disproportionately on them,
since the High Council abolished many of the internal duties."
	Although a kingdom, Kalimari was in fact governed by the High
Council of the principal nobility.   The landed nobility were
partial to the Army, even though the Navy had increased in
importance. 
	Francis replied, "The internal tariffs just made trade more
difficult.  The Island tariffs just help support the Navy, which
is one of our biggest expenses."
	John objected,  "We are not the only expense.  It is unjust that
one part of the kingdom must support the whole realm.  Why does
the High Council have all the power? It's all up to the high
nobles.   Some of us commoners who also contribute our lives and
money to the success of this kingdom should have a greater say in
how it governed."
	"I do not want to discuss this further.  If you have a serious
objection, you should raise it with the Council, not with me."
	"We tried to do that.  They would not listen.  You are the only
member of the Council who would listen to me."
	"Who do you mean by 'we'?"
	"Other merchants.  The Council is just interest in the landed
aristocrats, not on the people who support this kingdom."
	Francis got upset.  "I said, please to not discuss this
further."
	Lenore interjected, "Please, John.   I want you to feel welcome.
 Do not abuse my husband's hospitality. "
	John breathed deeply.  "I am sorry, your grace.  We will discuss
it no more."
	After the dinner Francis walked up to John.  "I am sorry I
raised my voice with you this evening.   You have a point.  I
will think about further, after discussing it with my brother,
the Duke.   Now, who is that fine wench who arrived with you?"
	"Thank you, your grace.  She is Duma, a slave from the Islands.
I thought she could add to your harem."
	"You can't bribe me that way.   I no longer have a harem.  The
only slave I have here is Pina, whom I took many years ago,
before I got married.  I love my wife, and Lenore does not think
slaves belong at Bella Vista. "
	Lenore joined them.  She said, "The work at the estate is done
by free peasants.  As they prosper, we prosper.  The presence of
slaves sends the wrong message. "
	"Isn't your husband free to do as he likes?"
	"Yes, but not where he likes.   My dowry helped enlarge and
modernize the estate, so I have a say in it.  He gets his
pleasure from the marriage bed."
	Lenore patted her pregnant belly.  She already had a daughter,
but she was hoping for a son who would inherit the title of Count
of Osta Buca.  She was proud of her role as the mother of a noble
house, even though her own parents were just wealthy commoners.
She knew about Pina and some of his assignation with the local
wenches, especially during her pregnancy, but believed,
correctly, that she came first in his heart.  She was more
concerned about not having slaves than she was about his affairs.

	Since they moved to Bella Vista two years ago, Francis and
Lenore bought additional land and added equipment.  They
installed vats for making beer, wine, and olive oil, for sale to
the city.  They improved the ports and roads.  All this made
their products more valuable, enabling the peasants to earn more.
 About four out of five peasants were involved directly in
agriculture, while the rest worked in other aspects of food
production.    The estate was self sufficient in food and made an
excellent profit, which was shared with the peasants on a share
crop basis.  As a result, other families moved to the estate,
enabling it to grow, but forcing some of the newer members into
marginal positions.
	Many of the older peasants remembered Francis's father, the
first Count, fondly. 
Francis was actually born at Bella Vista, but moved as a child
when his father was made Duke of Tiramisu.  Francis tried to wise
master, who dealt with his peasants fairly.  The old practice of
taking a bride on her wedding night had fallen into disuse. 
Francis would not do anything with a woman that would reduce her
chances of finding a husband, although he might do something that
would add to her dowry.  As a result, many of his liaisons were
with married women.  He would not take a wench against her will,
although for many her will could be obtained for a few pieces of
silver.  
	When he arrived at Bella Vista, Francis found a small house
behind the main villa.  He found out that his father had used it
for various trysts and assignations.  He had it repaired, but at
first could not find a woman to use it.  
	Eventually, he met Lola.  She had moved to the estate with her
husband Klaus to work in the olive and grape presses.  However,
Klaus drank too much of his products.  Lola was often left alone
at night.  She was not pretty, but she had a voluptuous breasts
and an eager body.  When she saw the Count, she would waggle her
hips at him and pull her dress on tighter to show off her assets.
 She was sure he would reward her body, as well as her purse.
	When he stopped to talk to her, they moved into a corner where
they hoped no one would see them.  
	He said, "Lola, you are far too pretty to walk around alone."
	She replied, "Your grace, I'm surprised you even notice the
likes of me."
	"I notice all the pretty wenches."
	"You could notice me better, but I am staying at my cousin's
house."
	"I know just where to notice you.   Meet one of my servants next
to guard house at sundown tomorrow."
	"I will be there, your grace."
	The next day, he ordered one of the guards to escort Lola to his
special house.
He had ordered food and wine, and had placed a big bed in the
center.  
	When she entered, he seized her. 
	"I must have you, now!" he exclaimed.
	He kissed her face and started to fondle her large round tits. 
She sighed.   She put her arms around him, pulling him closer to
her body.   He directed her to the bed.  His wife gave him love,
but he wanted lust.  He reached under her petticoat to pull at
her legs.   She moaned as he played with her pussy.  
	"I must have your beautiful body," he urged, his jaws tense.
	"Take me, my lord.  I want to serve you in any way."
	He undid his fly to extract his penis.  He pulled her dress and
petticoat over her waist, exposing her.  He climbed on top, and
entered her roughly.   She was overwhelmed with his lust.  Her
body responded passionately.  Soon she was moaning loudly, as he
thrust into her.  She wanted it even more than he did.  
	"My lord, you are doing wonderful things to my body."
	"I want to do even more to you."
	He suddenly withdrew from her.
	"What is wrong, my lord?"
	"I want you completely.   Let me take off your dress and
petticoat."
	When she was naked, he lowered his trousers, but did not remove
his shirt.  
	He ordered, "Turn around.  I want my little bitch from behind."
	She was too excited to refuse him, even though she normally
preferred to be on her back.  
	Again, he grabbed her around the waist and pulled her onto his
rod.   He used her hips and breasts to set up her rhythm.   He
showed her no mercy, but she did not want any. 
	"Yes, My lord.  Harder.  Harder." she demanded.
	Soon she was lost in the throws of orgasmic pleasure.  But he
still had more to go. He slapped her buttocks.  His pelvis rocked
against her ass.   She screamed through one orgasm, and then
another.   He continued to rock against her ass.   
	Finally, he could take it no longer.  His prick expanded until
it broke.  He shot waves of cum into her eager box.  He was not
worried about getting her pregnant.  He just sent oceans of seed
into her womb.  If she did get pregnant, he would just send her
some extra money.
	When he was finished, he lay next to her.   They held each other
for several minutes.    
	Finally, he said, "That was wonderful, but you have to go now."

	She got up to use the chamber pot and find her clothes. 
	He said,  "Here are several pieces of silver for your pains."
	"Thank you, your grace.  There was no pain at all.  I liked
doing that with you."
	"Good.  I will probably call on you again."
	She received more money in an hour of pleasure than her husband
made in a week of work.   She eagerly responded to his
entreaties.  Over the next several months, he added other women
to his list of guests at the little house, but the encounters
were similar to the one with Lola.   He even took Pina there
occasionally, when his wife was pregnant or menstruating.
	That was the prevailing situation when Francis's brother-in-law
John arrived with his pretty slave.  The next day, Francis went
to John's room.  They walked about the estate. 
	He said, "I am sorry I may have been ungracious regarding your
offer of Duma.  As you can see, I cannot take her.  I got rid of
my harem when we moved here."
	John replied, "No offence taken, your grace.  I am actually
relieved you do not want her, because I am getting used to her
myself."
	"Please, no more 'your grace' when we are in private.  We are
family here. Call us Francis and Lenore.  But regarding Duma,
perhaps there may be a way we can enjoy her during your stay
here.  I have a small house outside the gate where I welcome some
local wench for an evening of fun and debauchery. Naturally,
Lenore knows nothing of this.  Perhaps we could take Duma there.
We could even take Pina."
	"That might be fun, Francis."
	In fact Lenore did know about the house, but she indulged her
husband provided his affairs were not inside the villa. 
	The next day Francis ordered a servant to take Pina and Duma to
the house.  Both girls were slaves captured from the islands.
They were both dark skinned, with voluptuous lips and large round
breasts.  They enjoyed talking to each other in a tribal dialect.
 Pina had been a sex slave for many years, and she enjoyed it,
provided she would never be sold to any one else.  Duma was
younger and new to being a sex slave, but she found its
compensations, especially with a competent lover like John. 
	When Francis and John arrived at the house, they found the woman
already naked.  Pina did not like wearing a dress, and Duma only
had a cloak.  
	Francis said, "You women are a wonderful sight.  Let me feel
each of you?"
	John said, "You are indeed lovely."
	Francis said, "John, let's rid ourselves of these outer clothes
so we can enjoy these beauties."
	Francis put his arms around Duma.  He said, "John, let me enjoy
this slave first, while you have Pina.  Maybe afterwards, we'll
switch."
	Duma hoped a new lover would satisfy her as much as John had. 
Francis fondled and kissed her ample tits, until Duma sighed
softly.  He sat on a chair, directing her hands to his prick.  
	"Take it out and suck it," he instructed.
	Duma knelt on the floor and opened his long underwear.  She
extracted his dick and began to kiss it.  She was used to giving
head, so she warmed to her work readily.  She moved back and
forth over his rod.   She was rewarded as it rapidly expanded
under her touch.
	Suddenly, he pushed her away.  
	"What is wrong, master?"
	"Nothing.  I want to enjoy you on the bed."
	He moved her to the bed.  He then tied her legs in long ropes. 
He pulled the ropes until her legs were in the air and wide
apart.
	Pina exclaimed, "The ropes!  I love the ropes.  I want them
too."
	Francis replied to her, "Perhaps you will, if you have been good
to the captain."
	Francis ordered Pina to remove the rest of his clothing.  John
gave her the same order.  John pushed her down so she could suck
and lick his growing cock.
	Francis crawled between Duma open legs.  He leaned in to suck
her shaved pussy.  He did not think his usual wenches were clean
enough for this special treatment.  He lavished his tongue and
lips over her firm clitoris.   When she felt his lips on her
mound, she moaned with pleasure.  He explored her pussy, making
her scream as a wave of orgasmic pleasure washed over her.
	Francis said, "Now it's my turn to have some fun."
	He climbed between her legs and shoved his prick into her hot
box.  She lost herself in the feelings he was giving her.  He
pumped way, holding back nothing.
	John warned, "Try not to make her pregnant, Francis."
	Francis pulled out just in time to pour his semen over her tits
and face.  Even though her legs were tied, she used her hand to
direct his flow.
	She yelled, "Cover my tits with your spunk. I love being covered
with goo."
 	When he was finished, he pulled off her and lowered her legs to
the bed. 
	In the meanwhile, John urged Pina to suck him dry.  
	"Drink it up, Pina.  Swallow it.  Don't lose a drop."
	Pina was experienced enough to comply without effort.  
	When they were finished, Pina supplied everyone with wine and
cake.  She offered Duma a wet rag to wipe herself.  They chatted
and teased each other.  Francis and John casually fondled the
women, who fondled them back.  
	Pina asked Francis, "Do you want me to suck you to make you
hard, master?"
	"Yes, get me going again."
	Duma went down on John.  
	When Francis resumed his firmness, he commanded, "Pina, it's
your turn for the ropes."
	She eagerly lay on the bed while he fastened the ropes around
her legs, and then pulled them to expose her shaved pussy.
	Francis said, "Duma, would you like to kiss her slit?"
	She hesitated, until John said, "Duma, kiss Pina's pussy.   Make
her feel good."
	Duma had never gone down on a woman before, but she knew what
would feel good.  She moved slowly into Pina's crack, until she
heard Pina moan with pleasure.  Each moan told Duma that she was
doing something right.   In the meanwhile, John began to stroke
Duma's pussy, and Francis addressed Pina's face. 
	Finally, Pina could no longer contain her excitement.  She
yelled, "Duma, make me cum.  Somebody, make me cum."
	Francis pulled Duma off Pina's slit, and replaced her tongue
with his prick.  John drilled Duma from behind, forcing her face
down on the bed.  All four were lost in their excitement.  
	Pina yelled, "Master, fuck me.  Make me cum."
	Duma yelled, "Me too. Me too."
	Francis pulled Pina over the edge.  She yelped and squeaked as
her body suddenly released a powerful orgasm.   Francis kept
going into her when she let another and another flow through her
body.  Finally his prick burst with pleasure, sending his cum
deep into her womb.   
	John pounded Duma into writhing mass of pleasure, but when his
felt his explosion, he pulled out so he could release on her
face.  She eagerly gulped his prick, letting her mouth fill with
hot jism.  She swallowed all of it. 
	When they relaxed, Francis released Pina from her ropes.
	She whispered, "I love when you do that to me."
	John asked, "Aren't you worried that she might get pregnant?"
	He replied, "Pina is too old for that.  She has been with me for
years, and has not gotten pregnant yet."
	They drank some more wine.  Then Francis and Pina got dressed
and left the house, leaving John and Duma alone to enjoy
themselves until morning.
	John and Francis had more several sessions with their slaves
over the next few days.
	Before he left John asked Francis, "What should I do about the
tariffs and the merchant's power?  The situation is already
getting ugly.  What if there is a riot?  What if there is a
rebellion?"
	Francis replied, "Meet me and the Duke, my brother, in Kalimari
at the next session of the High Council and Royal Court.  We will
address it privately."
	"Will you bring Pina to the Court?"
	"Only if Lenore cannot come due to her situation with the child.
 Lenore should be at the Court if she can."
	"I would miss Pina."
	"What?   You don't want to be with your sister?   You can have
Pina some other 
time."
	
	 	

	
	 
	

	


	

	
	
	
	

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