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She knelt, alarmed by the stiff limb that nudged her chin as she sank down, thinking of what she had seen the count’s mistress doing during her afternoon visits. It was her turn now. She was going to suck a man, just as Madame Coubette sucked her stepfather.
    Rodolfo moved his hand under her chin, and squeezing her cheeks, he eased the head of his monstrous cock between her moist, slightly parted lips. Nervously she felt his helmet filling her, forcing her jaws to widen, pushing against the roof and back of her mouth. Its veined underside rubbed over her tongue, warm and throbbing. She tightened her lips, and as she had seen Madame Coubette doing, gently bobbed her head backwards and forwards.
    â€˜That’s it,’ Rodolfo sniggered dryly. ‘That’s very nice... very nice indeed. Have you done this often?’
    Elise tried to shake her head as she continued to bob back and forth rhythmically, letting it plough in and out of her mouth, her lips clamped tightly to it. Her trepidation faded, and gradually she felt strangely powerful; the huge male thing, stretching her lips apart, was somehow hers. It was hers to control. She let it plop out of her mouth, and gazing at it, probed her tongue to its tip. She teased it with a lingering lick and smiled up at Rodolfo, who gasped as his hot seed suddenly erupted, covering Elise’s chin in sticky cream as she pulled her head back, shocked by the potency of his ejaculation.
    â€˜What a delightful, naughty girl you are, Elise,’ he groaned, letting out a deep sigh. Then he helped her to her feet. ‘I very much hope to have the pleasure again some time.’
    Elise elegantly dabbed her sleeve over her mouth, looked up into his dark eyes, and then down at his member. His limb had lost its power and now looked pacified. She had tamed and broken it like a wild horse.
    â€˜Tell me, is Genevieve quite as delightful a cock sucker as you?’ he asked arrogantly, casually cupping her breasts through her shift.
    â€˜I don’t know,’ Elise replied coolly. ‘Perhaps you’ll find out one day.’
    â€˜I certainly hope so. You know, as I watched her at dinner, I felt I could almost fall for that girl.’
    â€˜And did you feel yourself almost fall for me, too?’
    â€˜In a way.’ Rodolfo looked at her pensively. ‘In a way, I suppose I might have done.’
    Elise looked into his infuriatingly conceited expression, and something frightened her and made her heart stir.
    She hastily left the room.
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Chapter Two
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    After her impromptu encounter with Rodolfo, the taste of the man’s cock remained on her mind for a long time more than it had been in her mouth. For many days she tingled with quiet satisfaction and pride.
    The affair between Count de Tranville and Madame Coubette had not been as discreet as the count supposed. Their liaisons, passionate and ritualistic, were only thinly concealed at the castle. They had long become the covert study of his manipulative stepdaughter.
    She studied them from a regular vantage point - the landing that overlooked the castle’s large hall and drawing room, the count’s impulsiveness often leading him to enjoy his mistress there, only moments after her arrival.
    Elise had been drawn by his groans mingling with Madame Coubette’s cooing. She would crouch at the banisters of the landing each time Madame Coubette visited, keen to see the sight of the two lovers.
    â€˜Love is nothing more than the satisfying of the most primitive pleasures with the person one desires at the time,’ she had said to Genevieve as she walked with the pretty girl on the castle lawns. ‘It is a transient thing.’ With the words she echoed the promise she made the previous night when she had played Rodolfo in her improvised game. Now, as she had promised, she was to take her to see something interesting, something that would open her eyes to the darker side of love.
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