Synergy
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Camille slowly walked to Chardonae's room. She was to report immediatly, but the skunk knew her mistress wouldn't mind a delay. It was this unfortunate day, that she was delayed more than the usual three minutes.
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Meanwhile, the duke, Chardonae's husband, was plotting.
"Jon, I want to go to Synergy...But, I cannot let Chardonae go with me... I simply can't!" he said.
Jon, a tall red wolf, stood and slowly turned towards the duke. "Why not, sir?" he tentaivley asked.
The duke immediatly burst up. "Why not?!?! Because of all those sexy women who live there...Ohhhh...." he moaned, and started to rub his hard on.
Jon looked slightly disgusted.
Amorat, the duke, looked away, and smiled. He knew he'd get his wife's submission with the act he'd delicately planned.
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"Hello, Camille!" Baron Joysford, as planned, had followed the young woman until they got to the designated stopping point. He stopped her right where he was supposed to, and Cyril, the stable hand, silently slipped out of a doorway, and nodded. He left. The baron's spots stood out in the light, as the dalmation moved towards the confused skunk's left.
"Oh, well...hello, Baron Joysford...Why are you here? If you don't mind me asking..."she quietly said, as she tried to evade him. She steadfastly walked towards her mistresses room,and slightly increased her speed.
The baron saw this, and touched her arm. he tilted his head, and when she turned, said, "Oh, Camille, I've always wanted this..." he grinned at her confused look, and grabbed her shoulders roughly, and kissed her.
He pulled her though the open doorway, and locked it behind him. He grabbed her again, and shoved her on the bed in the chamber. He laughed as she paniced, and slapped her when she screamed.
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In her room, Chardonae was worried. Camille usually came earlier, and today, it was an hour after she was summoned, and still, she wasn't here. She wondered what happened as she lazily trailed her hand over the surface of her fountain.
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In the room with Camille and Joysford,Camille was scared as hell. She knew there was no way out, but still she frantically looked for one. She put her hands over her heart in a fuitile defense as Joysford started ripping off her dress, and she started to pray.
"Oh, darling...It won't work...You're left to the tender care of myself...And I'm not all that tender..." He smiled, and when she was naked, he ripped off his own clothes.
She stared at his erection, the head glistening with pre cum. She gasped when it jerked, and he smiled. "Well, you get to take this...While I get to ravish this...Delicious looking body of yours..." With this as her only warning, he shoved his meat into her virgin pussy. She screamed in pain, and she started to cry, as he kept up a brutal rythym, not stopping until he had come several times, her none. he laughed, and licked her ear.
"Well, I think that was enjoyable. I'll meet you here, in about an hour or so, and you won't tell anybody about this, or I'll deny it all. I will tell the entire court that you are a slut and a whore."
He smiled once more, put his clothes on, and left.
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Crying, Camille burst in Chardonae's room.
"Mistress!!" she sobbed. "Th-the baaron! He r-raped me!!" she collapsed on the floor, crying, as the dutchess carried her to the bed. Chardonae shook her head, her ears gently waving, and muttered. "I cannot believe he would actually do this...I have to deal with him..." she turned towards Camille. "Honey," she said to the French girl. "I'm sorry, but you have to go back. I swear I'll deal with the baron, but you have to go back. I'm so sorry." she said. She turned away, and she started to silently cry. She ushered Camille out of the room, and shut the door.
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Sitting in the room, Camille waited. When Baron Joysford entered, she stood, and he shoved her down, ripping her camisole off in the process. he took off her skirt, and then his pants. he shoved his huge dalmation meat into her small, tight pussy, and she cried, while he grunted in pleasure. He forced her to take all of his come, sliding out just before he came, and he shoved his cock into her face, and made her swallow it all. he slapped her when she choked on some, and spat it out. He got his hard on again, and, making sure she was dry, shoved into her again. He went slowly, pulling his meat alomost completely out of her pussy, and then shoving it fully back in, to her screams and moans of pain.
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Entering the room elegantly, Chardonae walked towards her husband. In front of the entire court, she sauntered up to him, and slapped his face. "How dare you?!?! Why?!?! WHY?!?!" she screamed at him. She slapped him in the face again, then turned towards the court. She stepped into her place, and sat down. "Well," she said." What are you all waiting for? On with the proceedings."
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After the meeting was over, Amorat strode over to Chardonae, an angry red mark on his face."And that was why?" he growled. Chardonae coolly looked at him, and examined her nails. "Well, its pretty much set in stone to be pissed off if you make someone rape one of my slaves. Bastard, you just don't do that. Big no-no." she smiled, and sashayed away, but he caught her. "I don't give a shit. You need to be more controlled, and so I'm controoling you. Its perfect!" he smiled, and she glared at him. "Controlled?" she said in an icy cold voice. "Well, I guess you have controlled me to one thing...I'm going to divorce you, but first, I'm going to execute Joysford." She smartly snapped her hand away from him, and stalked away. She turned, and began to walk backwards. "Oh, and Amorat? I'm going to Synergy!"
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A few days later, Baron Joysford was summoned to Chardonae's chambers, and he ignored Amorat's pleas to not go. he entered the chamber, hoping to catch the dutchess in a state of undress. he didn't. She was packed up, and ready to go. There was, however, one last thing she had to do. She pulled a long, slender item off the bed next to her, and stepped up to Joysford.She gently kissed his cheek, and said, "I wanted to do this a long time..." and she quickly unsheathed the sword, and cut off his head, stepping back so as to not get blood on her clothes. She smartly stepped over the dead body, and walked away.