47 Capitulation R18

I was looking at Teofila's naked body, she was attractive, long dark hair fell over her shoulders and breasts and contrasted with her fair skin ... Although her breasts could be bigger. She could easily find a new husband, but the widow's stastus gave her more privileges and freedom than being a wife.

I walked over to her and gently grabbed her breast, a soft sigh escaped her lips.

I leaned over and kissed her lips... Then I started kissing her neck, shoulders, breasts ... I played with her nipple, sucking it and gently nibbling it. One of my hands was placed between her thighs, I was stroking her skin with my fingertips, slowly going higher.

After a few moments I found myself at the entrance of her femininity ... I ran my finger over her labia ...

"Sit on the desk" (MC)

Teofila obediently obeyed my instructions. There were many conflicting emotions in her gaze ...

I leaned over, put her legs on my arms and started caressing her pussy ... licked and kissed every corner of her body... Once her pussy was moist enough, I decided it was time to move on to the main course. I got up ... I saw Teofila covering her mouth with her hand ... I lowered my pants, her gaze shifted to my penis and her face turned even redder.

I guided my penis towards the entrance to her vagina ... and slowly began to insert it... I don't know how long it took, but one thought was rattling in my head ... I need to cum on her stomach.

"And it wasn't that bad? You could have agreed a few months ago, but you just unnecessarily delayed the inevitable. I'll tell Kowalski to pay you 900 ducats a year." (MC)

"900 ducats ?! I gave myself to you!" (Teofila Tarło)

I think my words made her angry, she probably hoped for more, but for such money I could stay in a Warsaw brothel for a year and have a different pussy at my disposal every day.

"You don't have to thank me, I know I'm generous. In two years you will get over 20,000 ducats, your late husband and my grandfather left you 20,000 after 10 years of marriage. So you can consider yourself lucky ... aha, be in my bedroom tonight. You can now go, I have to work. " (MC)

Teofila started getting dressed, though she said nothing, her gestures and body language showed that she was furious like a wasp.

"One more thing, because I want you to be aware of something ... If you betray my trust in any way, you will pay for it ... Just that, it won't keep you any longer." (MC)

I sat down in my armchair and went back to writing my book ... after a while I heard a lock sound and a door slam ... Women and their moods.

I only managed to write a few pages and for some reason I couldn't concentrate anymore ... a thought was disturbing me, but I couldn't grasp it, maybe something I forgot ... it was terribly irritating. I decided that since I can't concentrate on my work, I will go training with a saber or go swimming ... in the end I chose the latter.

It was only after a little physical effort that my mind became clear ... I already knew what was bothering me. In a year there will be another war with the Swedes, but the Swedes are already preparing for the war now ... I have to write a letter to the Grand Chancellor of the Crown and some other important people. I returned to the castle immediately and started writing the letters.

"... Several merchants and Cossacks with whom I maintain good relations informed me about the arrival of a Swedish envoy to the Zaporizhia Sich. He tried to persuade the Cossack elders and several commanders to attack the lands of the Ottoman Empire in order to cause a conflict and war with the Polish-Lithuanian Commonwealth. He also urged them to organize an armed uprising. From the further information I obtained, his proposal was rejected by the Cossack elders, although he may have obtained the support of certain commanders.

Yours sincerely, Prince Wilkomir Michał Jazłowiecki-Ostrogski, Abdank coat of arms."

I finished writing my letters, looked at the window ... I didn't even know when evening came ... time to go to the bedroom. Today, Teofila and Sveta get to know each other closer and deeper.

(King Sigismund III Vasa / Kacper Denhoff POV)

"Kacper, have you heard about the battle with the Tatars, near Przemyśl?" (Sigismund III Vasa)

"Yes, Your Majesty, some say that the victory was like Thermopylae, others that the victory was accidental." (Kacper Denhoff)

"I have a report by Hetman Koniecpolski, in which he writes that the win was due to Wilkomir Jazłowiecki, that his plan was madness, but it was successful." (Sigismund III Vasa)

"Wilkomir Jazłowiecki ... I heard that name somewhere." (Kacper Denhoff)

"Son of Hieronim, former voivode of Podole, grandson of Janusz Ostrogski. He also wrote several books." (Sigismund III Vasa)

"Now I remember ... and these rumors from the battle aren't true?" (Kacper Denhoff)

"No, Koniecpolski was not satisfied with this turn of events, but he could not lie, too many eyes saw the battle ... Rumors were spread by Samuel Łaszcz to diminish the merits of young Jazłowiecki in the eyes of people. But I did not want to talk about it, I need advice." (Sigismund III Vasa)

"Yes, Your Majesty?" (Kacper Denhoff)

"I have to reward young Jazłowiecki, but I also want him to be on my side, so reward cannot be too small or too big. He is young, he has military and literary telents, his lands are developing well. He is a Catholic and his father when the nobility rebelled against me, took my side ... and thanks to his grandfather's fortune, he also became a powerful magnate." (Sigismund III Vasa)

"Your Majesty, if you ask for advice ... titles such as staroste or castellnan do not matter much and will not bring you much benefits. If you give him some lands and the title of voivode ..." (Kacper Denhoff)

"Voivode?! That will make him a senator ... this is a great reward." (Sigismund III Vasa)

"Yes, but it will be a senator who will vote for Your Majesty's plans. His father was the voivode of Podolia. Like father, like son." (Kacper Denhoff)

(End POV)