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Speaker 2: Erotically Fiction presents Medieval Queen of Torture, Episode five, Temptation.
Benedict had resisted temptation for so long, denying himself the
touch of a woman's flesh. Night after night he lay awake,
fighting his desires and finding solace in his own touch.
But now with Agnes pleading for him to unite with
her physically, emotionally, and mentally, the opportunity he had fantasized
about for years was finally within reach. The lure of
her body and the promise of forbidden pleasure proved too
powerful to resist any longer. Agnes continued to swim in
the blood of Margaret's dead husband. As Benedict approached her naked,
bloody body, he dropped his cloak to the ground and
ripped off his shirt first, as he kept his eyes
on agnes squirming body. He then dropped his hands and
his underwear as his hard cock flung out. Bennett closed
his eyes instead of prayer before reaching down and grabbing
Agnes by her hair while forcing her mouth onto his cock.
He let out a sigh of relief that echoed through
the chamber hall. She gasped as she fought off choking
on his hard cock. She then began to bob her
head back and forth as she sucked on it with ferocity.
She took her hand grabbed onto his cumb filled balls.
As Benedict felt the pleasure shoot up and down his body.
He was content to have her just suck his cock,
but Agnes desired a more intimate and soulful connection with
his cock in her mouth. She reached to the ground
and cussed her hands full of Margaret's dead husband's blood
as she started wiping it on Benedict's body, before briefly
taking his cock out of her mouth and wiping the
dead man's blood on it. She then returned his cock
to her mouth. Agnes took Benedict's cock as deep into
her mouth as she could, savoring the mix of his
seamen and the blood of Margaret's dead husband as he ejaculated.
Benedict could no longer resist the temptation of this forbidden union,
and Agnes was determined to consummate their relationship and gain
complete control over the man who was supposed to wield
all the power. She swallowed the sinful mixture, sealing their
bond and cementing her position as the true authority in
Pleasant Rock. Agnes craved more than just control over Benedict.
She yearned to experience the power and pleasure of sexual intercourse,
desiring to lose her virginity in the chamber to the
man she had known nearly all her life. This union
would forge an unbreakable bond between them, allowing them to
rule Pleasant Rock as imaginary queen and king, their authority absolute,
and their passion consume me. With the taste of blood
and seamen still lingering on her tongue, Agnes knew that
this forbidden act would seal their fate and solidify her
position as the true power behind the throne. Forever entwined
with the man who once held all the control, Agnes
gave Benedict a brief intermission as she bent over him naked,
spreading the dead man's blood over the father's body. The
sight of Agnes's alluring, perfect body glistening with the blood
of Margaret's dead husband aroused Benedict intensely. The power of
having taken a life at now being covered in the
victim's blood was a potent aphrodisiac. Cock hardened quickly as
he grew eager to consummate their forbidden union. Benedict aggressively
flung her body off of his as he put her
on her back and yanked her legs open as he
then positioned his cock in close proximity to her tight,
untouched vagina. Agnes looked up to him and smiled as
she took in the moment that was a potent mixture
of pleasure and power. Benedict struggled to penetrate her type
vagina as this increased his pleasure, but caused Agnes pain
as she felt his cock slowly opening her up and
changing her life forever. He kept digging in as Agnes
squirmed in pain and anticipation of pleasure. She glanced to
her left and caught the dead eyes of Margaret's husband
looking in her direction. She smiled and briefly giggled, before
taking a deep breath and pushing her body forward, allowing
Benedict's cock to finally bust through and tear her hymen
apart as she screamed out loud, expressing her mixture of
pleasure and pain.
Speaker 3: Ah.
Speaker 2: Yes, Benedict moaned, his voice thick with desire as he
began to move within her.
Speaker 4: You feel so good, Agnes, So tight, so hot, so perfect.
Speaker 2: Agnes wrapped her legs around his waist, her hips bucking
to meet his thrusts. Harder, she panted, her voice filled
with need.
Speaker 5: Fuck me harder, Benedict, Show me the pleasure you feel
and the power that you wield.
Speaker 2: Benedict obliged, his hips, slamming into hers with increasing force.
The sound of their body slapping together filled the room,
mingling with their moans and cries of paure. As they
moved together, their bodies intertwined, Benedict felt a surge of
power and control wash over him. He knew that he
was the one in charge, the one who held the
power and the authority in this moment. Do you like that, Agnes,
he growled, his voice filled with the sense of dominance
and control.
Speaker 4: Do you like it when I fuck you hard and deep,
when I show you the power and the pleasure that
I can give you.
Speaker 2: Agnes moaned, her head thrown back in ecstasy as she
reveled in the sensations coursing through her body. Yes, she gasped,
her voice filled with a mixture of pleasure and surrender.
Speaker 5: I love it, Benedict. I love the way you are
taking me, the way you make me feel.
Speaker 2: As they continued to move together, slick with sweat and blood,
Agnes began to speak, her voice filled with the sense
of dark purpose and intent.
Speaker 5: We must do more, she.
Speaker 2: Panted, her words punctuated by moans of pleasure.
Speaker 5: We must extend our power and our control over the
entire town.
Speaker 2: Benedict nodded, his face filled with the sense of grim determination,
even as he continued to fuck her.
Speaker 4: What do you propose, he asked.
Speaker 2: His voice thick with desire and curiosity. Agnes smiled, her
eyes filled with a wicked gleam, even as she moaned
and ried beneath him.
Speaker 5: We must order town wide executions.
Speaker 2: She declared, her voice filled with a sense of dark
purpose and intent.
Speaker 5: We must round up more of the men of Pleasant
Rock and put them to death as an exis ample
to others and a demonstration of our power.
Speaker 2: Benedett groaned, his hips bucking wildly as he felt his
orgasm approaching. Yes, he growled, his voice filled with a
sense of dark excitement and anticipation.
Speaker 4: Yes, we will do it. We will order the executions
and show the town the true extent of our power
and our control.
Speaker 2: Agnes cried out, her body convulsing as she reached her
own climax. Yes, she moaned, her voice filled with a
mixture of pleasure and triumph.
Speaker 5: Yes, we will do it. We will kill them all
and show the town that we are the ones in charge,
the ones who hold the power and the authority.
Speaker 2: As they came together, their bodies shuddering and trembling with
the force of their mutual orgasm, Benedict and Agnes felt
a sense of dark purpose and unity settle over them.
They knew that they were bound together, now bound by
their shared desires and their shared commitment to power and control.
And as they lay there, their bodies slick with sweat
and blood, they began to plan and scheme, their minds
filled with dark thoughts and wicked intentions. They knew that
the town of pleasant Rock would soon be all theirs,
and they would stop at nothing to ensure that their
power and their control remained absolute and unchallenged.
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Speaker 2: Next naughty chat. Agnus and Benedett continued their orgy of
sex and death. They started cleansing the town of men
that they suspected had committed previous sin or of having
adulterous thoughts. Agnes's suspicions were the cat for these decisions,
even though there were no actual infractions committed. Now there
were three additional women who are instantly made widows by
the decisions of Agnes and Benedict. Zachary, an unfortunate soul,
dared to compliment Agnes on her attire as she returned
to her house. His simple act of admiration sealed his fate,
as Agnes perceived him as easily tempted and a potential
threat to the female residence of Pleasant Rock. Thus, a
new day dawned with another execution, and the town grew
ever more fearful under the tyrannical rule of Agnes and Benedict.
Zachariah was captured by the soldiers, who then placed him
in a large indoor fire pit. Three soldiers then tossed
a small match at the bottom of the pit to
allow the wood to burn slowly and give this man
plenty of time to think of his indiscretions. As his
body slowly began to feel the heat. Agnes had no
concern of him discovering who she was in the community
or her role in his demise. She was feeling brave
and confident, so she decided to suck Benedict's cock in
front of Zachariah as he slowly would begin to burn.
Agnes knelt before Benedict, her eyes filled with a wicked
gleam as she took his hard, throbbing cock into her mouth.
She moaned softly, savoring the taste of him, the feel
of him against her tongue. Benedict groaned, his head thrown
back in ecstasy as he felt the wet heat of
her mouth envelop him. He looked down at her, his
eyes filled with a mixture of desire and dark amusement
as he saw Zachariah watching them, his face filled with
a mixture of horror and desperate longing.
Speaker 4: You like that, don't use Zachariah.
Speaker 2: Benedict taunted, his voice thick with pleasure and cruelty.
Speaker 4: You like watching Agnes suck my cock, watching her pleasure
me with her mouth.
Speaker 2: Zachariah whimpered, his eyes filled with the mixture of fear
and desire as he watched Agnes work her mouth up
and down Benedict's shaft. Please, he begged, his voice trembling
with desperation.
Speaker 3: Please let me go, Let me have one last moment
of pleasure before I die.
Speaker 2: Agnes pulled back her mouth, leaving Benedict's cock with a
wet pop. She looked up at Zachariah, her eyes filled
with a cruel, mocking light.
Speaker 5: Oh you want pleasure, do you, Zachariah.
Speaker 2: She purred, her voice thick with amusement and disdain.
Speaker 5: You want to feel the sweet release of orgasm one
last time before you burn?
Speaker 2: Zachariah nodded, his face filled with desperate hope and longing. Yes,
he whispered, his voice trembling with need.
Speaker 3: Please, Agnes, Please let me have that one last moment
of joy before I die.
Speaker 2: Agnes laughed a harsh mocking sound that echoed through the chamber.
Speaker 5: Oh, you, poor pathetic.
Speaker 2: Man, she sneered, her voice dripping with contempt and amusement.
Speaker 5: You really think I would grant you such a boon,
such a mercy, after all the sins you have committed,
all the transgressions you have made.
Speaker 2: Zachariah whimpered, his face crumpling in despair and defeat as
he realized that she would not grant him his final.
Speaker 3: Wis Please, Agnes.
Speaker 2: He begged, his voice breaking with desperation and sorrow.
Speaker 3: Please have mercy on me. Let me die with some
small measure of peace, some small measure of satisfaction.
Speaker 2: Agnes, laughed again, her eyes filled with a cruel, sadistic light.
As she turned back to Benedict, she took his cock
back into her mouth, her lips and tongue working him
with renewed vigor and intensity. Benedict groaned, his hips bucking
as he felt the exquisite sensations coursing through his body.
He looked down at Agnes, his eyes filled with the
mixture of pleasure and dark approval as she continued to
taunt and torment. Zachariah. You hear that, Zachariah, he growled,
his voice thick with cruel amusement.
Speaker 4: You hear how much Agnes is enjoying this? How much
pleasure she is taking from my cock? That could have
been you, if you had not been such a sinner,
such a transgressor.
Speaker 2: Zachariah whimpered, his eyes filled with the mixture of despair
and desperate longing as he watched Agnes work her mouth
up and down Benedict's shaft. He knew that he would
never again experience such pleasure, such ecstasy, and the knowledge
filled him with a deep and abiding sorrow. Agnes pulled
back again, her mouth, leaving Benedict's cock with a wet pop.
She looked up at Zachariah, her eyes filled with a cruel,
mocking light as she savored his despair and his anguish.
Speaker 5: You, poor pathetic man.
Speaker 2: She sneered, her voice dripping with contempt and amusement.
Speaker 5: You will never again know the touch of a woman,
and never again feel the sweet release of orgasm. You
will die unfulfilled, unsatisfied, your body and soul consumed by
the flames of your own sin and corruption.
Speaker 2: Zachariah whimpered, his face crumpling in despair and defeat as
he realized the truth of her words. He knew that
he was doomed, knew that he would die in agony
and torment, his final moments filled with nothing but pain
and sorrow. Agnes turned back to Benedict, her eyes filled
with a wicked, sadistic light as she took his cock
back into her mouth. She worked him with renewed vigor
and intensity, determined to bring him to the peak of ecstasy,
even as she taunted and tormented Zachariah with his own
impending doom. Benedict groaned, his hips bucking wildly as he
felt his organ as approaching. He looked down at Agnes,
his eyes filled with the mixture of pleasure and dark
approval as she continued to work her mouth up and
down his shaft, her tongue swirling around the sensitive head
of his cock. Ah Agnes, he moaned, his voice thick
with desire and satisfaction.
Speaker 4: You are so good at that, so skilled with your mouth.
You make me feel such exquisite pleasure, such intense ecstasy.
Speaker 2: Agnes moaned softly in response, the vibrations of her voice
sending shivers of sensation through Benedict's body, and as Benedict's
orgasm crashed over him. As he spilled his seed into
Agnes's eager, wading mouth. He looked down at Zachariah, his
eyes filled with the cruel, sadistic light.
Speaker 4: You see how much pleasure Agnes has brought me, how
much ecstasy she has given me. That could have been you,
if you had not been such a sinner, such a transgressor.
Speaker 2: Zachariah whimpered, his eyes filled with a mixture of despair
and desperate longing as he watched Benedict's face contort in ecstasy,
watched Agnes swallow his seed with a triumphant, satisfied smile.
He knew that he would never again experience such pleasure,
such satisfaction, and the knowledge filled him with a deep
and abiding sorrow. And as the flames began to lick
at his feet, as the heat and the pain began
to consume him, he looked up at Agnes and Benedict,
his eyes filled with a mixture of hatred and despair.
In the week since Agnes and Benedict consummated their unholy union,
their reign of terror had escalated. Ten innocent men from
the town of Pleasant Rock were brutal executed, their blood
used to coate the depraved couple as they engaged in
twisted acts of carnal pleasure. The once peaceful village now
lived in fear, as the judge and false priests, insatiable
lust for power and flesh knew no bounds. With each
passing day, the body count rose and the streets ran
red with the blood of the executed, painting a gruesome
picture of their sadistic love affair. The unholy couple gave
birth to tomorrow's hero, unaware that the atrocities of battle
create tomorrow's avengers.
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Speaker 2: Ritz stumbled through the woods, her face streaked with tears
and her heart heavy with grief and rage. She had
lost everything, her breast, her husband, her sense of safety
and security, all because of Agnes and Benedict's cruelty and tearing.
She knew she had to do something, had to find
a way to stop them before they destroyed even more lives,
and she knew that Philip, the town's noblemen and her
last hope, was her only chance. She found him by
the lake, his fishing rod in hand and his face
lined with worry and stress. He looked up as she approached,
his eyes widening in surprise and concern as he saw
her disheveled state. Margaret, he asked, his voice filled with
worry and confusion.
Speaker 6: What are you doing here? What's happened?
Speaker 2: Margaret collapsed to her knees before him, her face buried
in her hands as she wept.
Speaker 7: They've taken everything from me, Philip.
Speaker 2: She sobbed, her voice thick with grief and despair.
Speaker 7: They've taken my breast, my husband, my life, and they
won't stop until they've destroyed the higher Town.
Speaker 2: Philip knelt beside her, his hand on her shoulder as
he tried to comfort her. Who has he asked, his
voice filled with concern and confusion.
Speaker 6: Who has done this to you?
Speaker 2: Margaret looked up at him, her eyes filled with a
mixture of rage and determination.
Speaker 7: The executioner and Benedict, she.
Speaker 2: Spat, her voice filled with venom and hatred.
Speaker 7: They're the ones behind all of this, the disfigurements, the executions,
the tyranny, and I know their secret, the secret that
could bring them down.
Speaker 2: Philip frowned, his eyes filled with confusion and uncertainty. What
secret he asked, his voice filled with weariness and doubt.
Speaker 6: What could you possibly know that could stop them?
Speaker 2: Margaret leaned in close, her voice dropping to a whisper
as she revealed the truth. The executioner, she hissed, her
eyes filled with a fierce, determined light.
Speaker 7: The executioner is a woman, Philip, A woman with power
and control that no woman should have in these times,
A woman who is working with Agnes and Benedict to
terrorize and control the town.
Speaker 2: Philip's eyes widened in shock and disbelief, his face draining
of color as he processed her words. A woman, he repeated,
his voice filled with incredulity and horror.
Speaker 6: The executioner is a woman. But how is that possible?
How could a woman wield such power and control in
this day and age.
Speaker 2: Margaret shook her head, her face filled with a mixture
of bitterness and determination. I don't know, she admitted, her
voice filled with frustration and anger.
Speaker 7: But I do know that we have to stop her,
have to stop her and Benedict before they destroy everything
and everyone we love.
Speaker 2: Philip nodded, his face filled with the mixture of resolve
and trepidation.
Speaker 6: What do you suggest, he asked.
Speaker 2: His voice filled with uncertainty and concern.
Speaker 6: How can we possibly stop them when they have so
much power and control.
Speaker 2: Margaret leaned in close, her voice dropped into a whisper
as she revealed her plan.
Speaker 7: We have to expose them, she.
Speaker 2: Hissed, her eyes filled with a fierce, determined light.
Speaker 7: We have to reveal the executioner's true identity to the town.
Have to show them the truth of what they have
been doing.
Speaker 2: Philip nodded, his face filled with a mixture of determination
and fear.
Speaker 6: But how do we do that? How do we reveal
the truth without putting ourselves in danger?
Speaker 2: Margaret's face twisted into a grim, determined smile, her eyes
filled with a fierce, unwavering light.
Speaker 7: We'll find a way, she.
Speaker 2: Declared, her voice filled with resolve and certainty.
Speaker 7: We'll find a way to reveal the truth and bring
them down, no matter what it takes. For the sake
of the town, for the sake of our lives and
our future, we have no other choice.
Speaker 2: Philip nodded, his face filled with a mixture of determination
and trepidation as he agreed to help her.
Speaker 6: We will find a way, with God leading.
Speaker 2: Us, he declared, his voice filled with resolve and certainty.
Speaker 6: We'll find a way to stop them, to reveal the
truth and bring them to justice. For the sake of
the town, for the sake of our lives and our future,
we have no other choice.
Speaker 2: Philip's thoughts were a whirlwind of confusion and guilt as
he grappled with the truth of Margaret's words. He knew
that he had sinned, that he had given in to
his lust and his desire for Agnes, and he knew
that he could be next on the executioner's list, could
be the next one to suffer and die for his transgressions.
Of course, at this point, he had no idea that
Agnes and the executioner were one and the same. He
also knew that he could not stand by and do nothing,
could not allow the Executioner and Benedict to continue their
reign of terror and tyranny. He had to do something,
had to find a way to stop them and bring
them to justice. He thought of Margaret, of the pain
and the anguish that she had suffered at their hands.
He knew that it would be dangerous, that he would
be putting himself at risk by going against them, But
he also knew that it was the right thing to do,
that it was his duty and his responsibility to protect
the town and the people he loved. He steeled himself
preparing for the difficult, painful, and terrifying battle ahead. Philip
asked Margaret to meet him in the town square the
following evening. Disguised as street cleaners, they secretly would observe
the comings and goings of the castle that housed the chamber.
By sweeping and cleaning the streets in the area, they
hoped to gather information from their vantage point that could
give them an advantage in their battle against the tyrants.
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Speaker 2: Philip and Margaret spent the next few days spying on
the castle, but there was no movement in or out
of it. Despite the lack of activity, they remained persistent
and continued their routine. Their disguise as legitimate street cleaners
allowed them to maintain their surveillance undetected and not be
of any suspicion to the soldiers who monitored the streets.
Inside the castle, Agnes and Benedict continued their perverse ways.
Agnes took particular pleasure in getting multiple usages of Margaret's
dead husband's body. After using every ounce of his blood
to cover her body during her and Benedict's sexual encounters,
she craved more.
Speaker 5: I wonder how he taste not his blood but his flesh.
Speaker 2: Agnes said with a smile as she looked towards Benedict,
who was very confused with the direction she was taking.
With the sinister smile, Agnes turned to Benedict, whose confusion
was evident as he watched her enact her twisted desire.
To his horror, she took a saw to the dead
husband's legs, cut away the flesh that had not yet
succumbed to decay. With a commanding voice, she ordered one
of the soldiers to take the freshly removed flesh down
to the cook, instructing him to prepare it for their
grotesque dinner later that evening. Agnes then grabbed Benedict's hand
and walked him over to the remains of the husband,
who was now butchered beyond recognition. More blood scattered on
the floor as she lay directly in it, and asked
him to fuck her yet again. The chamber had become
a twisted sanctuary for Agnes and Benedict, their insatiable lust
fueled by the gruesome executions they carried out. With each
life taken, their perverse desires only grew the lines between
pleasure and cruelty, blurring beyond recognition. They found themselves consumed
by a relentless hunger for each other, their passion ignited
by the very atrocities they committed. In the midst of
the carnage, they reveled in the taboo, their bodies entwined
as they desecrated the remains of their victims, Forever bound
by the secrets of the chamber and the depths of
their own depravity. The one thing that she did not
allow Benedict to do was ejaculate inside her. Though Agnes
harbored a twisted love for the man she had known
all her life, she secretly regarded him as weak and
unworthy of continuing his bloodline. In her eyes, his weakness
was a flaw she could not bear to pass on,
a tainted legacy that would only serve to dilute the
power she craved. Despite the depths of their depravity and
the secrets that bound them, she could not bring herself
to let him plant his seed within her, forever guarding
her body from the prospect of carrying his offspring. In
her twisted mind, Agnes had already chosen the perfect man
to father her future offspring, and that would be Philip.
She believed that her own evil essence, combined with his
inherent goodness, would create a new generation of unparalleled power.
Now that she had relinquished her virtue, she could focus
on seducing Philip and ensnaring him in her web of deceit,
ultimately binding him to her dark legacy. Unbeknownst to Agnes,
Philip was mere feet away, meticulously crafting a plan to
bring about the downfall of both her and Benedict. As
he worked in secret, his mind raised with strategies and contingencies,
determined to put an end to their reign of terror
and restore peace to the town. As Agnes and Benedict
savored the cooked flesh of Margaret's husband, their eyes locked
in a seductive dance, a twisted expression of their shared depravity.
Agnes found herself particularly fixated on Margaret, unable to shake
the woman from her thoughts. Among the countless executions and
disfigurements she had orchestrated, it was Margaret's suffering that lingered
in her mind, like a nagging reminder of the happiness
she herself could never attain. By stripping Margaret of everything
she held dear, Agnes sought to alleviate the pain of
her own unfulfilled desires, Reveling in the destruction of a
life that once embodied the joy she so desperately craved,
the weight of guilt bore down on Agnes, and unfamiliar
sensation gnawing at her conscience. Though she had sought to
destroy Margaret's life, a part of her yearn to make
amends for the suffering she had inflicted upon the once
wholesome woman, Agnes found herself torn between her malicious desires
and a newfound urge to right the wrongs she had committed.
Struggling to reconcile the conflicting emotions that waged war within
her soul, Margaret had become the chink in Agnes's armor,
a vulnerability that surpassed her insatiable cravings for control, power,
and carnal pleasures. This unexpected weakness gnawed at Agnes's core,
threatening to unravel the very fabric of her being. As
she grappled with the realization that her actions had not
only destroyed Margaret's life, but also exposed her own fragility.
In the face of her mounting guilt, Agnes found herself
at a crossroads, torn between her malicious desires and an
overwhelming urge to atone for the suffering she had inflicted
upon the woman who had once embodied the happiness she
so desperately sought. The weight of guilt bore down upon
Agnes as the temporary satisfaction from consuming Margaret's husband's flesh
faded away to alleviate the overwhelming sense of remorse. She
knew she had to find a new and unexpected victim,
to execute, someone whose death would satiate her twisted desires
and temporarily quell the nagging guilt that threatened to consume
her in her warped mind. This was the only way
to find solace and regain a semblance of control over
the conflicting emotions waging war within her soul.
Speaker 5: We must acute Marcus. When he brought in the dead flesh,
he glared at my breast. He showed his thirst for
lust and flesh, and his weakness jeopardizes our safety. He
must die now.
Speaker 2: Benedict paced the room, his brow furrowed with worry and uncertainty.
He knew that Agnes was right that Marcus had sinned
by lusting after her, But he also knew that executing
him would be a dangerous and risky move, one that
could have serious consequences for both of them. He turned
to Agnes, his voice low and urgent as he tried
to reason with her.
Speaker 4: Agnes, I understand your anger and your outrage.
Speaker 2: He said, his eyes filled with concern and trepidation.
Speaker 4: But executing Marcus would be a dangerous and risky move,
one that could have serious consequences for both of us.
Speaker 2: Agnes glared at him, her eyes flashing with righteous fury
and determination.
Speaker 5: I don't care about the consequences.
Speaker 2: She spat, her voice filled with venom and contempt.
Speaker 5: I only care about justice, about making sure that sinners
like Marcus are punished for their transgressions.
Speaker 2: Benedict's sighed, his face lined with worry and stress.
Speaker 4: But Agnes, Marcus is the general of our soldier army.
Speaker 2: The father said, his voice filled with concern and trepidation.
Speaker 4: He has protected us for years, has been a loyal
and faithful servant. Executing him could cause a rift among
the soldiers, could make them question our authority and our leadership.
Speaker 2: Agnes sneered at him, her face twisted into a mask
of contempt and disdain.
Speaker 5: I don't give a damn about the soldiers, she.
Speaker 2: Snarled, her voice filled with venom and hatred.
Speaker 5: I only care about punishing sinners, about making sure that
they pay for their transgressions with their lives.
Speaker 2: Benedict looked at her, his eyes filled with a mixture
of fear and admiration. In the end, he knew that
he could not go against her. Could not deny her
the justice that she so desperately craved, and so he nodded,
his face grim and resigned as he agreed to her demand.
Very well, Agnes, he said, his voice low and heavy
with dread.
Speaker 4: WE will execute Marcus for his sins, but we must
be careful, must be prepared for the consequences that may follow.
Speaker 2: Agnes smiled, a cold and cruel smile that sent shivers
down Benedict's spine.
Speaker 5: I am always prepared.
Speaker 2: She said, her voice filled with a dark and dangerous confidence.
Speaker 5: I will make sure that Marcus pays for his sins,
no matter the cost.
Speaker 2: Her plan was twofold, and Agnes was concerned by Marcus's
strength and leadership, knowing he would eventually question the executions
and might even revolt against a tyranny. Marcus was loyal
and honorable, but he also strove to do what was right.
Agnes wanted the townspeople to fear only her and Benedict,
not anyone else. Killing Marcus would weaken the soldier army
or possibly even cause it to disband, making the Tyrants
the most feared duo, not just in Pleasant Rock, but
in the surrounding area. Of course, all of this was misguided,
but it didn't stop her. Nonetheless, Benedict instructed Marcus to
meet Agnes on the chamber floor after dismissing the other
soldiers for the night. Meanwhile, he proceeded to the darkened
balcony overlooking the chamber floor, where Agnes prepared for her
planned activities. Agnes had no intention of using any elaborate
medieval tortured devices on Marcus on this night. Instead, she
strategically positioned a sharp dagger beneath a cloth on the floor,
surrounded by carefully arranged sheets. As the door opened and
Marcus entered, Agnes lay naked in the center of the sheets,
ready to execute her plan. Agnes stood before Marcus, her
eyes filled with malice and desire. She knew that he
had sworn an oath of abstinence, that he had not
been with a woman sexually for several years, and she
knew that he was weak, that he was vulnerable to
temptation and sin. She stepped forward, her voice low and
sultry as she taunted him.
Speaker 5: Him, you poor pathetic man.
Speaker 2: She purred, her eyes roaming over his body with a
mixture of pity and desire.
Speaker 5: You have been so loyal, so devoted to your precious oath,
But what has it gotten you? Nothing but loneliness and frustration.
Am I not right?
Speaker 2: Marcus glared at her, his eyes filled with anger and defiance.
Speaker 8: I am proud of my oath, of my devotion to
Benedict and to the laws of the land.
Speaker 2: He spat, his voice filled with conviction and determination.
Speaker 8: I will not be swayed by your temptations, your sinful desires.
Speaker 2: Agnes laughed, a cold and cruel laugh that echoed through
the chamber.
Speaker 5: Oh, you foolish, foolish man, She.
Speaker 2: Sneered, her eyes flashing with contempt and disdain.
Speaker 5: You have no idea what you're missing, do you? You
have no idea how good it feels to give in
to your desires, to indulge in the pleasures of the flesh.
Speaker 2: She stepped closer, her body pressing against his as she
whispered in his ear.
Speaker 5: Benedict has been having sex the whole time, she.
Speaker 2: Murmured, her voice low and seductive.
Speaker 5: He has been indulging in the pleasures of the flesh
while you have been suffering in silence. How does that
make you feel? How does it feel to know that
you have been denying yourself while he has been satisfying
his every desire.
Speaker 2: Marcus stiffend, his body trembling with anger and betrayal. You lie,
he hissed, his voice filled with disbelief and denial.
Speaker 8: Benedict would never do such a thing. He is a
man of God, a man of honor and integrity.
Speaker 2: Agnes laughed again, her eyes glinting with triumph and satisfaction.
Speaker 5: Oh but he has, she purred.
Speaker 2: Her voice low and seductive.
Speaker 5: And I should know, because I have been the one
to satisfy his desires. I have been the one to
give him the pleasure that he craves, the pleasure that
you have been denying yourself for so long.
Speaker 2: Marcus stared at her, his eyes filled with the mixture
of horror and desire. He knew that she was telling
the truth, that Benedict had been indulging in the pleasures
of the flesh while he had been suffering in silence.
And he knew that he was weak, that he was
vulnerable to temptation and sin. Agnes stepped back, her eyes
roaming over his body with a mixture of desire and contempt.
Speaker 5: I have thought about you sexually since the first time
I saw you.
Speaker 2: She murmured, her voice low and seductive.
Speaker 5: I have thought about how it would feel to have
you inside me, to feel your strong, powerful body against mine.
Speaker 2: She stepped closer, her body pressing against his as she
whispered in his ear.
Speaker 5: And I know that you want me to put yourself
inside me, and we can rule together and then dispatch
of the lyre. Benedict fears your strength just as I
desire it.
Speaker 2: She heard, her voice low and seductive.
Speaker 5: I saw the way you looked at my breast tonight,
the way your eyes filled with desire and longing. You
want me, Marcus, You want me more than you have
ever wanted anything in your life.
Speaker 2: Marcus groaned, his body trembling with desire and need. He
knew that she was right, as he was vulnerable to
temptation and sin. He also knew that he had sworn
an oath, that he had promised to remain abstinate and
to serve Benedict with honor and integrity. He knew that
he could not give in to his desires, could not
indulge in the pleasures of the flesh. Agnes stepped back,
her eyes filled with a mixture of triumph and desire,
She knew that she had him, that he was hers
for the taking. She also knew that she would enjoy
every moment of it, every second of his downfall and
his shame. She reached out her hands, roaming over his
body with a mixture of desire and contempt. She could
feel his muscles trembling beneath her touch, could feel the
heat of his skin and the pounding of his heart.
She leaned in, her lips brushing against his ear as
she whispered, Give in.
Speaker 5: To me, Marcus, Give in to your desires, and let
me show you the pleasures of the flesh. Let me
show you what you've been missing all these years.
Speaker 2: Marcus groaned, his body trembling with desire and need. He
knew that he should resist, should push her away and
cling to his oath and his honor. But he also
knew that he was weak, that he was helpless against
the temptation and the sin. Marcus finally gave in, his
body sagging against hers as he surrendered to his desires
and his needs. He felt her hands on his body,
felt her fingers fumbling with the fastenings of his armor
and his clothes. He felt the cool air on his skin,
as she stripped him bare, felt the heat of her
body as she pressed against him, and he knew that
he was lost, that he was helpless against the temptation
and the sin. Agnes smiled, her eyes glinting with triumph
and satisfaction as she looked down at his naked body.
She could see the evidence of his desire, could see
the way his cocks stood tall and proud against his body.
She reached out her fingers, trailing over his skin with
a mixture of desire and contempt. She could feel him
trembling beneath her touch, could feel the heat of his
skin and the pounding of his heart. She leaned in,
her lips, brushing against his ear as she whispered.
Speaker 5: Your mind, now, Marcus, your mind to do with as
I please. And I promise you I will make you
feel things you've never felt before. I will make you
scream with pleasure and pain, with desire and shame.
Speaker 2: Marcus groaned, his body trembling with desire and need. He
knew that he was lost, and that he would regret
it for the rest of his life, would carry the
shame and the guilt with him always. Agnes lay on
the ground, spreading her legs wide. She positioned Marcus, a big,
strong man, on top of her. Reaching down, she grabbed
his cock, sending immense pleasure through Marcus that drove all
other thoughts from his mind. Agnes guided his cock to
her pussy entrance. The moment they made contact, pleasure immediately
spiked through both their bodies. The pleasure would be short
lived by Marcus, as his body would soon feel the
pain of death. Agnes reached underneath the cloth that was
concealing the dagger as Marcus began full penetration of her vagina.
Agnes quickly struck Marcus in the neck and shoved the
dagger deep into it. Marcus's cock exited the entry of
her vagina, and both of his hands went towards his
neck as he grabbed at it desperately. With no time
to react, Marcus looked down at Agnes while he watched
a blood shoot out of his neck. She smiled big
and wide and blew him a kiss. As she reached
for his cock, grabbed it hard, and sliced it off
of his body. Marcus immediately hit the floor with blood
gushing from both his neck and his midsection region. Agnes
then stood over Marcus allowing the last image in his
mind to be that of her naked body. She then
took his dismembered cock and put it in her mouth
while looking down at Marcus, who was bleeding to death.
She then began to laugh uncontrollably, while Benedict looked down
from the balcony in complete horror.
Speaker 5: Come down here, my king, get down here, and do
to me what your dead general thought he was going
to be able to.
Speaker 2: Benedict made his way down to her as they embraced passionately.
As Marcus's eyes shut for the last time, the unholy
union was complete, and now, with the strongest, toughest soldier
dead on the chamber floor, Agnes had ascended to the
pinnacle of power and pleasant rock. With each passing day,
her rain grew more oppressive and the suffering of the
people intensified. Like a venomous spider, she wove her web
of control, ensnaring the lives of the innocent in her
silken threads of tyranny. No one dared to challenge her
authority for fear of incurring her wrath. The future seemed bleak,
with no end in sight to the pain and anguish
that Agnes inflicted upon the once thriving community in the
shadow of the castle, a glimmer of hope remained. A
noble man driven by his unwavering sense of justice, and
a woman fueled by the searing pain of betrayal stood
united in their quest for vengeance. Together they formed an
unlikely alliance, their hearts bound by the shared desire to
overthrow the tyrant who had plunged Pleasant Rock into darkness.
With each passing day, their resolve grew stronger, their determination
to restore peace and prosperity to the land becoming an
unquenchable fire that burned within their souls.
Speaker 1: This concludes this episode of erotically perverse fiction. Look for
the dates for the next chapter in the seven part series.
In the description of the stories, we thank you so
much for listening. Remember as you move forward to the
rest of your day that the key to your personal
pleasure is the unlimited borders of your imagination. This is
Tasha signing out for myself and maximum Jones. Have fun
and always feel good. See you soon.