Caroline Beaumanoir got in over her head

In an adjacent cell, another female figure was quickly stripped of her ornate dress. The yellow garment was almost gaudy in it's frilly extravagance, and had required quite a bit of effort and focus to put on, doing up the various ties and tightening the various loose bits. A sharp knife wielded by an impatient agent of Lady Dieudonne, however, meant that freeing her of the garment took a considerable amount less effort.

Her body was bared first, full breasts bouncing free of their confines, followed by wide hips, and a shapely ass. Only when her body was fully naked did the agent pull away the cowl that hid her face, and Caroline Beaumanoir's confused, angry eyes stared back.

"You can really see the family resemblance," the man said as he reached out to grope her breasts, bouncing the supple flesh in his hand. Caroline scowled at him, but her hands were still bound behind her back, and the cloth gag in her mouth ensured that she could make little protest. The man just shook his head at her. "Not my fault your sister likes to get into trouble."

Wordlessly, he placed a hand on her chest, the pushed her back, slowly forcing her to the ground. Caroline's eyes widened as the man climbed on top of his, and reached down to free his cock from his pants. "Mm-mm! MMM!!!"

He held his cock just outside her entrance, then tapped it against her, flicking her with his cock. "If you weren't such a pain in the ass to capture, maybe we'd have gone a bit easier on you," he said, the gleefully plunged into her cunt. Her pussy was so very tight as she received him that it felt like a vice. Caroline squirmed in protest, but the man reached up, grabbing her wrists and pinning them against the floor. With her held securely in place, his hips began slow, methodical thrusts, his hips clapping against hers as he claimed her.

Caroline's breasts rolled against her chest as he fucked her, and the horror slowly seemed to fade from her face. The air in here had been laced with a faint aphrodisiac--and with no way of knowing or any experience with such things, how could the young noblewoman have hoped to resist it's effects? She felt a surge of horror as she realized just how easily the man's cock had buried it's way into her pussy. She wasn't a virgin, but she had certainly never been anywhere near as slutty as her sister. Caroline had always taken pride in that fact, and so feeling the heat of anger replace itself with flustered arousal so suddenly... it disturbed her quite a bit.

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