French countryside, mid-summer, early 1600's

It was nearing midnight as I sat completely naked in a high-backed chair in total silence and darkness. I again felt the stirring in my loins as I stared at the woman, the object of my desire, that now lies in my bed a few feet away. The moonlight streaming in through the window allows me to she her as she lies on her stomach with her face looking towards me. Her long sandy blonde hair lays sexily on her snowy white back. Her eyes are closed now, but the thought of their emerald green color arouses me more. It is truly a lucky bed that touches the soft handfuls of flesh that have the privileged of being her breasts. Her long shapely legs are spread just enough so that I can see the sandy blonde hair that covers her love hole. Her five foot five body is truly a site to behold. She, Constace DeGaint, has been the object of my desire for some time now. In my mind, I think back over the years to the events that has brought this beautiful eighteen year old creature to lie naked in my bed.

Constance's mother had died giving birth to her. When she was eight, her father, Baron William DeGaint, remarried to a widowed woman with two daughters around the same age as her. Shortly after the marriage, the Baron died, leaving Constance to be raised by her cruel step-mother. For the past ten years, the new Baroness has squandered away her late husband's fortune, allowing the manor to fall into disrepair. Even Constance had been forced to become a servant in her own home.

Three times a week I, the Marquis Gaston DeLongcray, would venture down to the open market to gaze upon Constance as she sold produce from her family estate. It was there that I learned of her difance and willfulness. It was there that I first knew that I had to have, no..., dominate her. The more she sassed me, the more my disire to control and dominate her grew. Then finally, my opportunity came.

It was a little less than two years ago when the Baroness DeGaint came to me, seeking my help. It was agreed that I would pay the yearly taxes and "buy" items of worth from her late husband's estates to help keep her in the lifestyle that she and her daughters were use too. In return, when Constance turned eighteen, she would become mine. The Baroness cared nothing of her step-daughter and only saw her as a problem. Both she and I knew that Constance could not stand the sight of me. The Baroness was pleased at the thought of my marrying Constance bringing her a life time of grief.

Two days before her eighteenth birthday, I made my way to the open market. Half way down the street, I saw her, the object of my desire. I approached Constance, and the other servants, as they restocked the table in which they sold their produce. She was to busy to notice me step up behind her. Lightly grabbing her arm, I bent my five foot ten inch, large frame down and moaned into her ear, "MMM Good morning, Constance."

"Good day, Marquis DeLongcray," she politely said, pulling away from me with her smaller framed body. Oh how her defiante action only made me want her more. Turning around to face me, she forced herself to smile and then asked, "Is there something I can help with?"

"Yes," I answered with a devilish grin, "but it will be a few days before you are able to do anything about it." Once again her defiancey was shown as she said, "Well, if there's nothing that I can help you with today, then I suggest you take your bald head somewhere else."

Once again I grabbed her arm, this time roughly, and pulled her close to me. Whispering into her ear, I said, "I may be bald and more than twice your age, Constance, but I am well endowed in many areas. One of these areas you will soon be feeling between your legs as I lay with you. Soon you will be enjoying my cock between your legs." I released her from my grip and walked on, leaving her in a state of shock.

That night as I undressed for bed, I looked at my forty-five year old body in the mirror. Yes, I was completely bald, but my body well built for my age. My stomach was slightly larger than what is was a few years ago. Twisting the ends of my mustache in to a curl, I looked into my piercing blue eyes. My thick ten inches in which had drove several woman wild with pleasure hand down in front of me. Yes, I indeed was looking forward to dominating Constance.

The day of Constance eighteenth birthday finally came and the Baroness was bursting with joy when I arrived. When called for, Constance came quickly, unaware of what was going on. The look of total shock when my servants grabbed her and threw her into my carriage was priceless.

"Thank you, Baroness," I said. "I now have payment for the money I have given you over the past two years. You are now paid in full and will not recieve any more money from me." It wasn't until then had the Baroness realized that once I had Constance, her steady supply of money would run out. I too then got into the carriage and off we went.

All the way back to my castle, I held Constance tightly in my arms. The feel of finally having her there was almost overwhelming. "Soon Constance," I whispered into her ear, "soon you will fill me in you and you will enjoy it." "Never," she screamed as she tried to get away from me. Soon we arrived at my castle where Constance was escorted and locked into my room. Two of my servants, carrying large trays, followed me up to the master bedroom.

After several minutes of throwing items at me, I finally grabbed her and got her to sit down to eat. I could see that she was growing tired and soon her defiancy would be fade away. After a hearty meal, I made my move on her.

With a firm grip, I stood her up in front of me and turned her around so that she could see us in the large mirror on the opposit end of the room. We both watched as I ran my fingers threw her long sandy blonde hair. "MMM," I moaned. Constance had finally realized the truth of her situation. Tears streamed down her face as she allowed me to fondle her breasts. My hands made their way down her stomach to her womanhood. "Oh, Constance," I whispered into her ear, "I've longed for this for some time now." "Please," she begged. "Please Marquis Delongcray, please let me go." "I can't," I replied. "You are payment in full for your step-mother's greediness."

I unbottoned the back of her dress, finding that the Baroness had not provided her with undergarments that the ladies of standing wore. Constance was, after all, a Baroness by birthrights. Pushing her tatter dress off of her shoulder, I kissed my way from her ear to the tip of her shoulder. Her body shook as moved to the other side and then kissed my way down that side too. My hands moved under her dress and cupped her breasts, massaging them gently. They fit perfectly into my hands; not to big, not to little, but just right. Constance's body slowly defied her and she let out a low moan of pleasure. I smiled at the fact of knowing that she soon would be freely giving herself to me. I then softly kissed my way down her back as I pushed her dress completely down.

"Step out of it and turn around," I commanded. I smiled as she did just what she was told. After tossing the dress aside with her foot, she turned around. Her left hand tried to cover her tits while her right one tried to cover her pussy. Taking hold of her hands and moving them away, I said, "Now Constance, that is much better." I gazed in awe at her full beauty.

"Undress me," I commanded. Again she obeyed. Soon my clothes were removed and I stood before her, stroking my thick ten inches. Taking her by the hand, I told her to kneel before me. Her eyes widened as I commanded her to suck me. "Suck me," I said more forcefully. Her emerald eyes looked up at me as she placed my cock into her mouth. My eyes rolled back into my head as she slowly moved her mouth on me. "Ohhh Contance," I moaned. Placing my hand on the back of her eighteen year old head and I allowed it to sit there as her head bobbed on my thick forty-eight year old shaft for several minutes. Wanting more, I pulled out of her mouth.

Walking her to the bed, I commanded her to lie down and spread her legs. I could see the difance in her eyes as she looked at me. "Lay down and spread your legs," I again demanded. She didn't move. Grabbing her by the arm, I threw her onto the bed. Slowly she spread her legs. Laying my body between them, I sucked on her breasts. "MMM," she moaned as I did. "See Constance," I said as I kissed my way down her stomach, "it feels so much better when you give in." Her love hole was warm and inviting. Spreading her pussy lips apart, I flicked my tongue on her clit, causing it to swell with pleasure. "Oh, Marquis DeLongcray," she moaned as she forced my bald head closer to her. I was enjoying my object of desire's moans as I continued to suck and lick at her swollen clit, bringing to several climaxes before stopping.

Kissing my way back up her stomach, I asked her if she was "ready for my large endowment". I could barely hear her "yes" and demanded a louder one. "Yes," she screamed. "Yes." My ten inches slid into her tight pussy easily. Her pussy fit perfectly around my thick shaft. I was only seven inches into her when I felt her hyman. Pulling out only a few inches, I rammed myself into her. "OWWW," she screamed with pain. I slowly moved in her, lubing myself with her juices. Soon she was moaning, evening wrapping her arms and legs me. Oh, her difancey had been well worth the wait. My rythem, and her moans, increased and for several minutes I pleasured her.

"I want you on top of me," I whispered into her ear. I pulled out and laid next to her on the bed. "Straddle me," I said. She looked at me as if she didn't understand my command. "Straddle me like a man would a horse." Understanding finally, she straddled my cock and slowly pushed herself down on me. "HHHH," she moaned as I slapped and then grabbed her ass, showing her how to ride. I continued to slap and grab at it as she rode. Her moans of pleasure were evidence of her enjoyment of this position and soon she was not just cumming, but cumming hard. After several long minutes, she finally collapsed.

Placing her on her hands and knees, I pushed myself into her. Up to this point, I had let her enjoy herself, but now it was my turn. Grabbing her hair with my right hand, I said, "I told you that you would enjoy my cock between your legs. Do you like it, Constance?" I pushed in hard as I asked the question. "Yes," she wimpered. "I can't hear you," I said, pushing in hard again. "Yes," she screamed. Grabbing her shoulder with my left hand, I rammed my cock into her. I let out a loud groan as my balls exploded, filling her with my cum. Her body shaked from the intense orgaism that she had just had. Laying us on our sides, I held her in my arms as we fell asleep.

It was nearing midnight as I sat...

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As I said before, it was nearing midnight as I sat stareing at Constance's naked body lying on my bed. The flashbacks, reminding me of how she came to be there, had hardened my cock again. I smiled as she rolled from her stomach to her back, giving me an evn better view of her beautiful pussy. Even though it was midnight, I had to have her again and I knew just how.

Going to the bureau across the room, I pulled out a silk belt from one of the silk robes I had bought for Constance, once she had fully become mine of course. Walking back to the bed, I tied the belt high on one of the bedposts. After waking her, I stood her up on the floor before tying her hands tightly with the belt. As I pulled her hips back some and spread her feet wide, she asked what it was that I was going to do to her. Her body was now slightly leaning forward with her legs straight. When I did not answer her, she asked again. "Silence," I gruffly said.

Constance gave a low scream of surprise/pain when my hand smacked her right ass cheek. "Silence," I demanded before smacking the left one. Again she screamed and again I demanded "silence". She whimpered a little as several more times I smacked her ass. The moonlight streaming into the room shone on her now cherry red ass. The sight of it only fueled my desire to have her even more. Leaning over her, I lightly kissed her neck as I rubbed my hands on her stinging ass, causing her to flinch.

Whispering into her ear, I asked, "How does you ass feel my, darling?" Whimpering she said, "It hurts." I smiled at her answer. My hands now glided along her smooth skin from her hips around to her hot, wet pussy. I inserted my right middle finger and moaned as I felt her pussy grow hotter and wetter and I fingered her. My left hand moved to her breast and roughly squeezed. "OOHHH, Marquis DeLongcray," she moaned, her voice faultering as she came. I knew that she was at a weak point and I must have her now.

Bending my knees just enough, I roughly pushed in her. Conatance's hands tightly gripped the belt that still bound her. "OOOHHH UUMMMM," she moaned as I roughly moved in her. I licked up her neck as I moved in her, causing her to squeel with delight and orgism again. "MMMM," I moaned, sliding my hands upwards to her shoulders. Grabbing them, I began to move faster and rougher in her. Her breathing became labored as I roughly fucked her. By now, she was unable to speak and was barely able to moan, yet her orgisms kept coming.

Soon, I too felt the need to release. I moved a few more rough strokes into Constance before filling her with my cum. For several minutes I stood there with myself still inside of her. I gently kissed her neck as my hands rubbed her soft breasts and belly. "MMM Constance," I moaned into her ear, "I knew that once I had you in my bed, I could have you any time that I wanted you." "Anytime, Marquis DeLongcray," she cooed. "Anytime." Several more minutes passed before she asked me to untie her. I had planned to do so, but once she for me too, I decided to leave her there. "I'm not," I said as I pulled out of her. I fell asleep watching my cum ooze from her pussy and down her leg.

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A week has passed since I first domianated my object of desire. In that time, we have married and Constance is learning everyday how to be a wife, a lover, and a person in noble society. Now that we are married and she is the Marquiess Constance DeLongcray, her standing in society is a higher rank that of her step-mother. I'm sure that this was something that the Baroness DeGaint didn't think about when she made her offer to me.

Entering the dining hall, Constance sat at one end of the tweleve foot long table while I sat at the other end. Breakfast had just been served to us when one of the servants brought a letter to me. I smiled at her inquizitive nature as she, as a wife and out of curosity, asked what it was. "It's an invitation," I answered, "from the King and Queen. They are throwing a ball in honor of their 50th Anniversary. All families of noble society are invited. It will be in three days, so we have time to get you a new dress made for the occassion."

I couldn't keep from laughing at the look of horror that Constance had on her face. "You're... You're... You're...," she studdered, "You're not wanting me go, are you? Oh, Gaston, please say that you're not. I would just die if I had to go. I don't know how to socialize with those kinds of people. Oh, please Gaston, please say that you won't make me go?"

Laughing, I said, "Yes Constance, you are going. The whole town, including the King and Queen, know that I have married and they are all eager to see who it is. Finish eating as we shall go shopping as soon as we are done."

This would be the first time that the two of us would be seen in public together, so I picked out a beautiful pale blue dress that made her emerald eyes sparkle. Constance would grab my arm evertime a lower classman would bow at us or when I would bow and talk to a higher classman. She did however, greatly enjoyed being pampered and fused over as the tailor went about measuring her. Once the measurement were noted and the fabric and design was choosen, we headed off. After getting her some jewelery, we headed home.

The night of the ball arrived. I watched as Constance came down the curved stairway. She was even more beautiful in her emerald green dress that had been made for her. The color of it matched her eyes. Her long blonde hair was pulled up in a bun with three matching emerald clips holding it in place. The dress seemed to flow over her body right down to her emerald shoes. I couldn't take my eyes off of her. My desire to have her right there was starting to take hold of me.

When we arrived at the palace, everyone stared as we walked by. The Baroness DeGaint had already arrived and she and her two daughters stared at Constance in disbelief. We stopped as the herald introduced us: Marquis Gaston DeLongcray and wife. I thought she was going to pass out when I introduced her to the King and Queen but, she kept her composure and talked with the Queen as I talked with the King. I was pleased with how well Constance done. She acted as if she had done this all of her life.

The Queen was so taken in by Constance that she requested that we sit next to her and the King as we ate. All during dinner the two of them talked as the King and I carried on our own conversation. Ocassionally as we ate and talked, I would look at Constance and then half way down the table to the Baroness DeGaint. The Baroness was livid as she looked at Constance and myself. I froze though, when the Queen asked Constance how she had come to marry me. I was greatly impressed, however, as she held the Queen's attention with the story of how her life had been before marrying me. Even the King became interrested in her story and listened. I was even more impressed when she left out how it was that I had "bought" her and made out as if my persual of her was a courtship instead of what it had really been.

"What a horrible woman," the Queen remarked. "Yes, indeed," agreed the King. Patting Constance's hand, the Queen replied, "I am glad that you are happy now. I have never been able to stand that woman. The way she puts on airs and acts so phoney. She is constantly trying to push her awful daughters on the sons of higher classmen. And now, to hear how she treated you, only makes my dislike for her even greater." Smiling, the King remarked to the Queen, "Darling, for sometime now, you've had plans on how to remedy you problem with the Baroness DeGaint. I think now would a perfect time as any to go through with it." A devilish grin came over the Queen's face as she said, "Gladly."

The King and Queen excussed themselves and made their way to the front of the room. Once silence had been made, the queen announced that she had just heard a disturbing story. As she retold the story, the Baroness DeGaint's face turned paler and paler as her daughter's sunk lower and lower into their chairs. The queen left out no detail and even told that she was now married to a Marquis. "This young lady," the Queen said as she motioned for Constance to rise, "is the young lady that was forced to be a servant in her own home. I hearby change her status from Marquiess to Countess Contance DeLongcray." The King then said, "I agree to this change and do also change her husband's satus from Marquis to Count, making him Count Gaston DeLongcray."

I thought that it would now be I that passed out. The conversation that I thought would bring about my downfall actually turned out to raise my satature.

The Queen then began again. "Baroness DeGaint, would you and your daughter's please come forward." The Baroness and her daughter's made their way to the front, all with horrified looks upon their faces. The Queen did not allow them time to rise from their bows when she asked, "Baroness DeGaint, are you not this child's step-mother?" "Yes," the Baroness said weakly. "So then, you are the step-mother that I refered too," the Queen asked. "Well... Well, your Majesty," she stammered, "you see..., she was an unruly child and... and well..." "Enough of your lies," shouted the King. "Baroness DeGaint," the Queen continued, "you are hereforth stripped of your title and your possessions. Any, and everything, that is on your estate is now turned over to the rightful owner, your step-daughter. From this moment on, you will now be a servant in this palace where the King and I shall be able to keep a watchful eye on you and your horrible daugthers." With a swish of her hand, the three of them were taken away. "Now," said the King, "shall we continue with the evening."

It was dark as we rode home in the carriage. I held Constance tightly to me as I said, "I was so proud of you tonight. You acted as if you had spent every day of your life in those surrondings. I was even more impressed when you talked as if I courted you instead of buying you." Even though I could not see her, I knew that she was smiling as she said, "Yes, Count Gaston DeLongcray, I'm sure that you are." "It's not just that," I said. "I'm truly impressed with you. You could have told everything and I too would now be a servant in the palace. But no, you told only what you needed too to make your point. Count and Countess Gaston DeLongcray. I do like the sound of that." "Well," she said, "I did indeed enjoy the look on my step-mother's face as the Queen told my story. Plus..., why tell about the rest of it when I have fallen in love with you." The rest of the ride was spent in silence as we kissed and fondled each other.

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Once Constance and I reached my castle, she went on up to our bedroom, while I arranged for a lavish breakfast to be sent up in the morning. As I walked up the stairs to our room, the thought of how Constance had looked in her evening gown and the "blessings" that she had bestowed up me filled my mind. Entering our bedroom, I found Constance standing in the middle of the candle-lite room. She was dressed only in a dark blue silk robe that clung beautifully to her shapely body. The robe barely cover her round ass and pussy, leaving very little to the imagination. Her long blonde hair now hung down around her shoulders. Her emerald eyes sparkled in the candle light glow.

"Good evening, Count," she said sexily as she walked towards me. "Good evening, Countess," I replied as I closed the door behing me. I stared dwon at her body as she untied the belt around her waist as she said, "Now that you are a Count, and I a Countess, I thought that you might like to have me tonight." I continued to stare as the robe now open, exposing her beautiful breasts, and then sexily slid from her body. "MMM," I moaned as I stared at her naked body. Pulling her into my arms, I pressed her belly agaist my now stiff cock. "Oh, my Lord," she whispered and smiled as her hand moved too it. "Did I do that?" "Yes you did," I answered, smiling back at her. "Now lie down on the bed so that you might take your punishment."

She moaned with anticipation as I undressed. Her right hand slid to her breasts, while her left hand moved to her pussy. Now naked, I stoked my cock as I watched her fondle and play with herself. "Beautiful," I whispered, "simply beautiful."

Kneeling on the bed, I placed my cock at he mouth. Without being told, she got onto all fours and took it into her mouth, slowly sucking. "MMM," I moaned as her mouth made love to my cock for several minutes. "Oh Constance. MMM" Placing my right hand on the back of her head, I slowly fucked her mouth with my hard ten inch cock. Several times she would gag as I forced my full cock down her throat, moaning with pleasure as I did. My pace increased and soon I was shooting my cum down her throat. Pulling out, I smiled as Constance swallowed all of it.

"Come here," I said, patting the bed next to me. Constance obeyed. I half laid on top of her, passionately kissing her. She lightly moaned as my right hand fondled her breasts. My hand moved down her soft belly to her warm, wet hole. Her moans grew louder as I continued to kiss her, rubbing her clit as I did, causing her body to shake from an intense orgasms.

Taking her breasts, first one, then the other, into my mouth, I loving suck and teased them. My finger now moved in her pussy, causing her to scream out with pleasure. Constance ran her fingers through my hair, breathlessly calling "Gaston" over and over again. Another intense orgasm swept over her.

I then kissed my way down her soft stomach to her dripping wet and very hot love mound. Constance spread her legs wide, giving me full access to it. She moaned and squirmed as my tongue teased at her swollen clit. "Oh, Gaston," she breathlessly moaned. "Oh, Gaston. Gaston. AAHHH GASTON." The more she screamed, the more I teased. Soon, her body was completely shaking as orgasm after orgasm swept over her. I lapped up the juices that flowed from her, tasting her sweetness.

"Lay on your side and pull your legs up to you," I said. Still shaking, Constance rolled onto her left side, doing as I instructed. In this position, I was able to easily enter her and look at her face at the same time. My hips rocked as I moved in her. Moaning, Constance bit her lower lip with pleasure. Her emerald eyes looked up at me as she said, "Gaston. Gaston. Oh yes, Gaston." Her long blonde hair laid spread out, almost like a halo around her head. For several long minutes, I fucked my object of desire in this position.

Pulling out and pulling Constance up to me, I again passionately kissed her. Walking over to the high back chair that I had sat in several nights ago, I sat down and guided her hot, wet pussy onto my hard ten inches. I sucked on her breasts as she slowly rode me. Constance's hands grabbed the back of the chair, steading her as she rode harder and faster. "Oh yes! Yes! Yes! Ohhhhh Gaston," she screamed as yet another orgasm swept over her. I too exploded in her as she came.

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Post Script

Thirty-five years have now passed and Constance has blessed me with two sons and five daughters. I just know that it is her defiance that has caused the birth of so many daughters. After that night of her step-mother's demise and Constance recieveing her father's estate, the two properies between the two estates has been granted to me. The owner's of both estates were found guilty of treason. I am now the wealthiest Count in our land, owning more land than any other. And it is thanks to my "object of desire."

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