Gentle Persuasion - Excerpt

The smithy was hot and dark and smelled of semen. Joss put Caroline down and stood between her and the door. He could see she was shaking with fear and looking for a way to escape. But there was little point in her trying, the smithy was over a mile from the village and he would have caught her easily. There was even less point in screaming for help with no-one around to hear.

Joss slowly unbuckled his belt. His eyes met Caroline's as he slid his pants down his long, muscled legs and stepped out of them,exposing his huge cock, hot and hard with the intensity of his lust. He wanted her to see how aroused he was, to know that he was excited because he held her captive and was looking forward to what he was about to do to her.

"Oh god, no, Mister Fayrfax," she said, looking down at his engorged cock. "Please - I - "

" - Talk too much," said Joss, watching Caroline carefully as he walked over to a side wall and took down several lengths of rope that were hanging from a hook.

"What are you going to do?" Caroline asked, her voice betraying her fear.

"Do what I do to any proud animal while I'm going about my business,"Joss said coldly. "Hobble it."

Caroline Redgrave rushed at him, trying to get past. He grabbed her easily and took hold of one arm, holding it out in front of her body while he tied the rope round her wrist. Then he tied the rope round her other wrist.

"You'll never get away with this," she said, struggling as Joss bent and swiftly tied her knees together. He was careful to leave a short length of rope between the two knots so that he would be able to open her legs.

"I already have, Miss Redgrave," Joss said, and he reached for the cloth he'd used to wash himself, tied a knot in the middle of it and then fitted the knot between Caroline's teeth and tied it behind her head.

Bound and gagged, her eyes flashing, her chest heaving, staring at him with fear and hatred, Caroline Redgrave stood before Joss. Only one thing remained and he did that as effortlessly as he had all else.

He pulled down one end of the cord he'd used to masturbate himself, looped it through the rope tying Caroline's wrists together and hauled her up into the air, securing the other end of the cord to a ring in the wall. He watched as she hung helplessly, a faint smile on his lips.

There was something almost animal in what Joss did next. He stripped off his shirt and stood naked behind Caroline. Then took her blondhair in one hand, lifted it back from her neck and leaned close toher. He closed his eyes to inhale the warm scent of her perfumed flesh and kissed the smooth softness of her neck, very lightly, his lips no more than grazing the skin.

Time and again Joss did this, running his lips from the base of her neck to under the lobe of her ear, kissing and smelling the beautiful young woman. He did not speak, did not tell her that this was what had kept him alive in the trenches, the thought that he must survive to have the pleasure of doing this to a woman, no matter if she were whore or aristocratic heiress.

Still with his eyes closed, Joss felt more intensely aroused than at any time since before he'd gone off to war, since the last time he'd fucked a Redgrave, and he reached round to the buttons of Caroline's riding jacket, the action pulling her body back against him so that his cock pressed into the divide between her full buttocks. The soft material of her riding pants against the shaft of his cock felt wonderful but he knew that very soon the shaft would be pressing between the velvet cheeks of her bare behind and that would be much,much better.

Oblivious to the sound of Caroline's labored breathing and the pain he was causing her, Joss unbuttoned her jacket and pulled it open. He could feel the silky material of a chemise covering her breasts and he hooked his fingers in the neckline and yanked the material down,snapping the thin shoulder straps.

Joss filled his hands with the softness of Caroline's breasts,cupping the big globes in his palms and trapping her nipples between his first and second fingers. He squeezed the tips hard at the sametime as he rubbed his cock up and down the furrow of her buttocks and opened his mouth to bite into the soft flesh of her neck, not hard enough to draw blood but enough to make her whimper behind the gag. He could not describe what it was about Caroline that compelled him to treat her roughly, to take her with such force. But he followed this instinct now, trusting it.

He moved his hands from her breasts to under her plump ass cheeks,leaving her in no doubt that they were next as he dug into the mounds with his nails. Then he reached round to the waistband of her riding pants, ripped the buttons open and dragged the material down over the flare of her hips to the point where he had tied her knees together.

"Not quite so proud now, are you Miss Redgrave," Joss said, his lips close to her ear, the dripping tip of his huge hard prick pressed hard into the small of her back. He heard her moan something in responsebut he decided against loosening the gag.

Instead he slid his hand over Caroline's belly which fluttered in response to his touch and then pushed his finger into the slit of her pussy, feeling for the hole. He expected her to be dry but she was not, her pussy was wet and Joss guessed it was because he had caressedher breasts and played with her nipples. He entered her with a finger tip and met a resistance.

"You're still a virgin?"

Caroline nodded.

"Well, no matter," Joss said. "I'm sure we can find a way for you to accommodate my cock just as well."

He stepped away from Caroline and walked over to his work bench. He found the tin of goose grease he used for softening saddle leather and dug out a big dollop of the oily substance onto his fingers. Then he walked back in front of Caroline so that she would be able to see what he intended to do.

The strain and humiliation of hanging by her arms showed clearly on her face as she struggled against the knots. Joss reached out andtenderly stroked her cheek and then stood back so that she could watchas he reached down and started oiling his cock, working the goose grease over the dripping glans and then back down to the base. The action made his prick swell even more so that it looked massive and menacing, announcing its hunger.

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