Chapter 25 - Family Reunions
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"You've grown in so many ways, some of them wonderful to feel and behold,"
moaned Ludivine as her brother Oliver slid his cock into her pussy. Ludivine was
being taken from the rear, her elbows and knees resting on cushions located only
a few feet from the Emir's throne. Ludivine's long legs permitted Oliver to
stand up over Ludivine's rear fucking down into her pussy.
"Oh this is just as wonderful as I remembered. I told Ernest that as soon as
we rescued you three, we were going to get together for an afternoon of glorious
family sex," said Oliver pumping his now manly cock into Ludivine's lipless sex.
He was experiencing the pleasurable sensations created by the contractions of
the well-developed muscles that lined Ludivine's vagina. "Your cunt milks my
cock. King Nabu claims it is a something that few women are capable of."
"Open my asshole and spit in it, Oliver," said Ludivine.
"I want to see," said Elena stepping to Oliver's side. She placed her hand
between his buttocks and rubbed her index finger over his anus. "Oh how I have
longed to put my fingers in your butt."
Oliver's thumbs pushed Ludivine's sphincter open. He aimed his spit at her
open butthole.
"Let me spit too,' said Elena leaning in close to drool a large gob of spit
into Ludivine's anus. "See how it opens for you, brother Oliver."
"Look, how its pulsing like a hungry mouth," said Oliver working the saliva
into the wrinkled muscle that was rhythmically opening and closing.
"I must give it a kiss," said Elena leaning down and covering Ludivine's anus
with her mouth. After many passionate kisses, Elena moved to Oliver's lips and
kissed them just as passionately.
"Oh, I've missed you too sweet brother," cooed Louise Stapleton as her brother
Ernest rhythmically pumped his cock into his sister's vagina.
Louise and Ernest were lying within arms reach of Ludivine as the three
Townlys including Elena and the two Stapleton's were having a quiet sexual
reunion in the Emir's throne room. They were sprawled over cushions normally
used by the Emir's wives when he was holding court.
It had been three days since the women's brigade had liberated the citizen's
of Berbera from their cruel and depraved Turkish ruler. At the moment the Emir,
his wives and consorts and his court were housed in the dungeon cells beneath
the palace.
"Marry me, sister," said Ernest applying his lips to Louise's aroused nipples.
"I'm your sister. We can't marry silly. Oh, that feels divine. I've longed for
the days when my brother's cock was deep in me and his lips sucked my tits,"
said Louise her legs firmly wrapped around her brother's waist pulling him
inward each time he thrust forward.
"We can move to America. No one will know that we are brother and sister,'
said Ernest repositioning himself to cradle Louise's knees in the crooks of his
arms and bending her double. He made several hard thrusts slamming his penis in
his sister's vagina.
"Oh, that is marvelous. I love you brother and would do anything to make you
happy," said Louise reaching her mouth upward to kiss Ernest's lips.
"When was the last time the five of us got together for a family fucking?'
asked Elena as she scooted underneath Ludivine to assume the bottom position for
mutual oral sex.
"Not since Ludivine's wedding to Nabu. The five of us snuck off to a hut
together for a quickie," said Louise.
"I though Melody tagged along so it wasn't just the five of us," said
Ludivine.
"It wasn't just Melody. She brought Nabu's uncle. She had quite a taste for
older men. She screwed every wedding guest with gray hair," said Elena.
"Little Melody seems to have held up well for the young and innocent sister of
a minister," said Oliver as he took long slow strokes inside Ludivine. His
thumbs were now well inside Ludivine's anus stretching it open. Once more he
leaned down and spit in his sister's now open rectum.
"I adore it when you spit in my ass. It seems so deliciously dirty," said
Ludivine arching her back with pleasure then leaning down to lick Elena's sex.
She spit loudly into Elena's vagina.
"We should feel guilty for seducing the wife and sister of a missionary of the
English high church but somehow I don't. How is the Reverend Ellsworth enduring
the loss of his kinswomen?" said Elena removing momentarily her mouth from her
sister's sex.
"He sought solace with a number of native girls that he moved into the
rectory. He established a regular harem. Then much to his surprise, his wife's
younger sister, Aileen, arrived from Manchester seeking to find out what became
of Meredith," said Oliver.
"And you would not believe what he did," said Ernest.
"Tell us," said Louise.
"The first night Aileen arrives he plies her with wine and gets her drunk,"
said Oliver.
"When she's quite tipsy, he strips her naked, sheds his own clothes, takes her
outside and makes her dance around the fire for the delight of the villagers,"
said Ernest.
"I have to add that Aileen can be considered rubenesque," said Oliver.
"She's fat as a pig to put it bluntly. She makes Julia look thin," said
Ernest.
"It was quite an uproarious sight to see her alabaster white skin dancing
naked with the dark skinned natives. The Ibo were much taken with her. They're
all so lean and muscular. She was an oddity to them," said Oliver.
"So after a while, they drug her off to a hut for lovemaking that went on
until dawn and involved dozens of Ibo men and women. Of course, the Reverend
joined in. In fact he went first and deflowered her. The IBO were incredibly
curious about her body," said Ernest.
"If you recall, Julia was very popular with the Ibo men," said Louise.
"Thanks be to Frederick the Great's training, Julia is quite slim and
muscular," said Ludivine.
"All of you look extraordinarily fit. But judging from your backs, I'd say it
must have been difficult," said Oliver running his hands over the ridges of
scars that covered Ludivine's back.
"One trip through the gauntlet and you were scarred for life. It peeled the
flesh off you. And the salt brine they rubbed in the wounds created scarring. I
went through many times," said Louise. "After they scarred your backs, they took
you to one of the barracks and put you in stocks. The soldiers mistreated us in
every way possible even though we did everything possible to please them. One
night they made me drink their piss until I could barely walk. I looked like I
was about to bear a child."
"And there were the times that the corporals beat us with their batons,' said
Elena.
"Once, when I dropped my powder and could not reload in time, two of them held
me upside down and beat my sex until I was a bloody mess between my legs," said
Louise. "I though they had castrated me. I couldn't feel anything between my
legs for days."
"So now you understand why our vengeance on them is so terrible,' said
Ludivine.
"One look at those horrible scars and I fully understand why you were
merciless with your Prussian trainers," said Oliver. Oliver and Ernest had been
appalled when they saw the fashion in which the women had been branded on their
breasts.
"Revenge on those who branded us will be sweet. The ones who did it are locked
up in the dungeon and Lorraine is flogging the skin off their backs then
castrating them," said Elena as she flicked her tongue across the abnormally
long hanging piece of flesh that constituted Ludivine's clit. "Ludivine, as many
times as I have licked and sucked your wondrous clit, I always marvel at it. It
gets hard like a man's cock when it is aroused. If it was a little larger you
could fuck me with it."
"I am truly a freak of nature," said Ludivine.
"Nonsense, you are a rare beauty with a marvelous sex organ that I envy. If I
had your clit I would make sure every man in England sucked it," said Elena.
"And every woman," added Louise. "Put your cock in my ass, Ernest. Help me
raise my legs."
Ernest spit in his hand, rubbed it on his sister's anus while using his
fingers to open her butt hole then pushed inside.
"Dear brother, I want to feel you seed slowly oozing out of my bottom for the
remainder of the day," said Louise accepting Ernest's cock in her rectum and
contracting her muscles to add to the pleasure of his entry.
"It was quite satisfying to see the feared torturers of the Emir's dungeon
screaming and begging for mercy," said Elena reaching up to fondle Oliver's
balls.
Their lovemaking continued for several hours. They swapped positions and
partners frequently. It was mid afternoon before they finished their reunion.
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The Dungeon Master screamed each time Lorraine landed the whip on his
back. There was no flesh on large patches of his upper and lower back. Three
days ago, a force of female soldiers had entered the dungeon killing several of
his helpers and imprisoning the rest. They had freed the other prisoners and
forced him and the torturers into a tiny cell. They had replaced the freed
prisoners with the Emir and his court.
One by one the women had removed the torturers from the cell. The Dungeon
Master listened to their screams and the sound of the whip flaying their flesh.
That morning he had found himself alone in the cell.
He had screamed and begged when the women had come for him. Lorraine had
ordered him manacled to the two whipping posts that he had so often used to
punish those fallen from the Emir's favor. He had been whipped savagely until he
fainted. Then a bucket of the special mixture that magnified the pain almost
beyond comprehension had been poured on the stripes and cuts left by the whip.
He screamed so hard that he lost his voice and could only make a croaking sound.
"Ready his balls for branding," commanded Ludivine when Elena and she entered
the room. Ludivine had left the other torturers to the tender mercies of
Lorraine. However she intended to deal with the Dungeon Master herself.
Lorraine took a thin leather thong and used it to separate and tightly bound
his scrotum bifurcating his gonads.
Lorraine and two of her helpers bent the Dungeon Master over a tall bench and
tied him securely. He was looking directly back between his legs. His bottom was
pointed upward.
"Here," said Lorraine holding up a large container of pig fat. Ludivine buried
her arm in the greasy mixture to her elbow thoroughly coating the surface.
Ludivine commenced the process of working her fingers into the asshole of the
Dungeon Master. She took her time listening to the squeals and grunts of pain as
her hand slowly forced open his rear passage. As she proceeded, she vividly
recalled that day months ago when the Dungeon Master had supervised the branding
of her breasts. Ludivine looked down at the hideously ugly brand that coverer
almost the entire surface of the breast. The iron had burned the nipple on the
right completely away. The left nipple was partially gone. The result was a
large jagged series of scars only faintly resembling a brand. The Dungeon
Master's men had thought it highly amusing to have their cocks buried in the
women at the time the brands were applied. The female's paroxysm of desperate
pain had caused contractions of their entire musculature including those that
lined the walls of their vagina. This branding-induced nutcracker was much
prized by those who worked for the Dungeon Master
The Dungeon Master experienced the intense pain of Ludivine's hand slipping
past his anal ring. Ludivine withdrew for a moment to recoat her arm with pig
grease. Her hand slipped easily past the Dungeon Master's anus this time. The
pressure was unbearable as she slowly shoved her arm deeper and deeper into the
Dungeon Master's bowels. He sounded a high-pitched squeal as her arm entered his
lower intestine and moved upward. Ludivine's fingers pushed through the soft
feces caked in his upper bowel.
Ludivine began a slow back and forth motion with her arm withdrawing it a foot
then pushing it back inside. She slowly increased the pace and force of her arm
accompanied by the loud screams of the Dungeon Master.
Elena signaled for Lorraine to hand her the branding iron from the brazier. As
Ludivine fist fucked the Dungeon Master's asshole, Elena positioned the iron
over one of his balls. Slowly Elena pushed the glowing red metal into the soft
skin of half his scrotum. There was a loud kiss as the fiery metal made contact
with flesh. The Dungeon Master sounded a cry that reached into every cell of the
dungeon including those where the Emir and his courtiers were held. Elena burned
through the soft tissue effectively castrating the Dungeon Master.
When the Dungeon Master fainted, Ludivine withdrew her arm.
"Now, sweet sister, I'll burn off his other one and you get his asshole," said
Ludivine holding the large jar of pig fat for Elena.
