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Stab, Twist, Pull

Nylarn Lamanbhurg picked the wrong side in a war. And lost. His only hope of saving his lands, maintaining his position, and avoiding exile was allying with the victors of that war. To that end, he offered his daughter Raina’s hand in marriage to one of the most powerful clans in the winning camp: the Karkbhurgs. But House Karkbhurg only had one unmarried son: the brute who had killed the man Raina loved. The man she was set to marry. The man who haunted her dreams with memories of sweet words and even sweeter kisses. The man whose death she still mourned every day.

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25 Chs

If you want vengeance, take it

"Well," Theara said, pulling out a chair and sitting down. "Marlon, fool that he was, killed our neighbor in a drunken brawl. Lord Bramyrl sent Willy to hang him. He was fifteen and already six feet tall. Strapping lad but he still had some of that childish skinniness."

Theara's expression turned wistful as she paused and closed her eyes, summoning the memory. Then she continued with the tale, "Marlon took one look at the boy and thought he could take him. Big mistake. He went out with his sword and Willy drew his. The fight was no fight. Marlon swung once and missed. Willy knocked the sword out of his hand and stabbed him in the belly. It was a glorious sight. Do you know what happened next?"

"He died?" Raina asked.

Theara shook her head. "Not yet. Willy was about to pull out his sword but I begged him not to. I begged for the honor of finishing him off."

"So it was you who killed your husband?" Raina asked.

Theara put up a finger. "Not so fast, little girl. I told Willy not to pull out his sword. We carried Marlon inside, set him on a chair, and bound his hands. Willy was confused but he went along with it. I could tell he fancied me. I can always tell when a man fancies me. Luckily for this sweet boy, I fancied him too. It was more than that, I was in love."

"Where is this tale going?" Raina asked, rubbing her slapped cheek.

"Interrupt me again and I will slap you again," Theara warned. She watched Raina for a response and continued when she got none, "Once Marlon was bound, I grabbed Willy's crotch. Watching my wretch of a husband dying made me so horny. The boy tried to run but I was stronger than him back then. He hadn't developed all those sexy muscles yet. He was just skin and bones and cock. What a glorious thing. I held him while he wiggled and I kissed him. He resisted me but only for a moment. Boys at that age. They get erections just from a woman breathing near them."

Theara took a long sigh and stretched. "It was such a sweet kiss," she said with a wistful smile. "And even better, Marlon was watching and groaning while blood slowly leaked out of his wound. But that wasn't all I planned to do. There was this table, polished mahogany that Marlon had made himself. We only brought it out when we had important guests. So I dragged it out. I wanted Willy to fuck me on it while Marlon watched. But the boy was too eager. No discipline. He squirted his seed into my hand the moment I drew that throbbing cock out of his trousers."

Theara adopted a sad look but then broke into a sudden smile. "It was a small problem," she said. "I licked my hand clean while Marlon groaned some more. Then I took Willy's shriveling cock into my mouth. I looked into Marlon's eyes while I licked the cock and the pain in those eyes made me lick it even harder. It was the sweetest revenge. The boy was hard in minutes and this time, he did fuck me on the table while Marlon watched."

Theara leaned back in her chair, sighing with pleasure while Raina and Melilla shivered. "He was a stud," Theara whispered. "The boy is a stud, always has been. He gave me three orgasms and Marlon was there to watch them all. All he could do was groan and cry and bleed. I always faked it with Marlon. But my Willy... oooh!"

Raina could barely contain the horror she felt. "You don't like my story, little girl?" Theara asked.

Raina didn't answer. She didn't trust herself to speak. She barely trusted herself to move. Melilla was doing any better. She trembled like a naked man on a winter night.

Theara shrugged. "On to the best part. Willy came again and I came with him. He must have pumped a gallon of semen into my cunt. By the time I was done dabbing it off, the towel was soaking wet. I stuck the towel into Marlon's mouth. His groaning was getting irritating and watching him gargle Willy's cum was so satisfying. I sucked my boy off and got him hard again. He fucked me again and I came again. I came more times than I could count. Best sex of my life, my dear. You should try it."

Raina said nothing. Theara continued, "When Willy was about to cum for a second time, I had him pull out and spray all that seed on Marlon's face. I had never seen him weep like that. The poor wretch couldn't handle it anymore. He expired. I watched the light go out of Marlon's eyes with the best post-orgasm glow I had ever experienced and it made me cum again."

"That's a horrible story," Raina whispered, trying to hide how terrified she was of Theara. "You are a horrible person. You and Willy both."

"And you are a foolish little girl," Theara said. "You spend your days obsessing over a dead man. If you want vengeance, take it. Sulking and moping around accomplishes nothing. Willy will kill you if you fail but that's all the better for me. I'll have him all to myself. Perhaps I'll teach you how to make a man happy while you slowly die. Now get out."

This time, Raina obeyed. She shuffled out with Melilla in tow. At the door, Theara called after her, "Tell Willy I will need to see him this evening. I'm horny again."