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Shameless-Tales from Serault	By : UtherSlutdragon Category: +A through F > Dragon Age (all) > Dragon Age (all) Views: 20695 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Contains Dubious Content and Incest. Viewer discretion is advised.
[Brought to you by the French erh Orleasian language. Because I´m not that crass a.(*checks content warnings* ...well...fuck... .)]
The Bard is playing a somber song. Your new bodyguard certainly skulking somewhere in the shadows close by.

You sit in the Great Hall working and enjoying your wine.

Letters are piling up in front of you.

Seals of Orleasian and Fereldan nobility.

The smiling skull of Nevarra.

A warm letter from the Prince of Starkhaven.

But also hidden beneath the other ones the Crying Eyes of the Crows.

You pick up the time-worn copy of the Botanical Compendium.

The annotations in fine Tevinter writing most definitely aren't talking about plants.

You smile while the Bard's haunting tune mourns the fall of the Dales. His verse only slightly disturbed by the last renovations somewhere deeper within the Chateau.

Your star is undoubtedly rising.

But more importantly you uncovered the final secret.

Marjolaine.

Your preparations are almost complete and you are already feeling the effects.

You reward yourself with another sip of wine.

You can't help but wonder how far you can play out this game.

Could you even...?

No it's too soon.

But when the time has come you will decide.

The ultimate transgression must be born from the moment.

Another sip of wine.

You are alive and you will know victory.
You put down the book as the Grey Warden enters the hall.

Her boots are dirty and burrs and thorns stick to her armoured robes.

She bows.

"Your Grace, I would invite you to hunt with me in the morrow."

She smiles.

"The game will most certainly be worth your time".

She smiles again.

Seductively?

"I would be honoured"

Still smiling brightly she bows again and leaves you too your work.

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She meets you at the edge of the Deep-woods.

You notice the heavy backpack on her shoulders and the hungry glint in her eyes.

"So what is our prey?", you whisper.

Bethany seems already to have picked up a trail and leads you deeper into the verdant wild.

"You'll see".
The forest almost seems peaceful now.

The leaves on the trees look healthy and every shadow invites you to rest and relax.

You can even hear a nightingale singing in the distance.

You walk for hours just enjoying the old forest.

Then suddenly an arrow flies inches past your face, forcing you to duck down and to ready an arrow of your own.

A boy and a girl, both hardly older then twenty, stumble after the arrow and into your view.

They both wear simple peasant clothing and wield simple bows.

The boy has a bundle of dead rabbits slung across his shoulder.

Poachers.

You stand up, aiming a nocked arrow directly at the man's chest.

The two stop dead in their tracks their eyes turn from confusion and fear

to pure horror as they realize who you are.

"Your Lordship,I...we... ."

"I should see you hanged."

"No, your Grace, please have mercy."
"Maybe there is some way for you to move his Lordship to show mercy?"

Bethany appears from somewhere and flashes the two poachers a wicked grin.

"What do you mean?"

"Well one thing does come to mind.

A way for a young, beautiful girl to show her Lord how sorry she is."

The young man's face turns pale.

"You can't possibly, she would never..."

"Too bad", she flashes them another grin.

"Noo...I'll...", the girl moves towards you and drops down on her knees.

With shaking hand she frees your semi-erect cock from it's prison and gives it a soft kiss.

Her face turns red and she hesitates for a few moments.Then a tentative lick.

Then another one.

Two more in quick succession.

You are rock-hard now.

Another lick and then she swallows your dick whole.

Bethany swaggers over to you and presses her lips against yours.

Her pelvis rests on the back of the girl's head and she starts forcing your cock deeper into her mouth.

"Gargll....".

Bethany continues until the girl's nose is pressed against your belt-buckle.

"Gargkhhh...".

After a few more moments the Warden breaks the kiss and releases the poor girl.

She coughs and gasps for air; spit and precum are running down the sides of her mouth.

She draws another deep breath then looks up to you and again swallows your member.

Bethany takes your hand and places it on the back of the poacher's head before walking over to the male.

She puts her hand on the bulge in his pants and says:

"Oh my you are as hard as a rock.

You enjoy watching her like this.

Why don't you pull it out and start wanking?"

You can see the shock in his eyes but he still obeys.

Your hand still rests on the back of her head and you start applying pressure.

This time she is prepared and starts breathing through her nose.

Her partner is still stroking his cock, the shame visible on his freckled face.

"Garglll...you...can...garglll....fuck...me...gargll...your....gargll...Grace!"

You withdraw from her mouth, thick ropes of spit hanging from your dick and from her mouth.

She lies down on her back and spreads her legs.

You unbutton her blouse and push aside her linen underpants.

Then you jam your cock into her tight snatch;

slowly at first then faster and faster.

Your right hand grabs her hip while your left plays with her breasts and twists her nipples.
Bethany grabs the guy's dick and pulls him towards you.

"His Lordship doesn't need your girlfriends face anymore-

you can shoot your load there."

She let's go of him and he continues stroking himself.

"She isn't my girlfriend...",

white liquid sprays from the tip of his dick and starts coating her chin.

"...she's my sister."

Unfazed by the revelation you continue ramming her tight snatch.

Bethany grins and pulls down her pants and unbuttons her overcoat.

"How...wicked",she starts fingering herself clearly entertained by the strange picture in front of her.

"Mhmm....ahhhh",the two women moan in unison.

"Mhmm...get to work little boy...ahhh...don't let you sister work alone", she grabs the poachers hair

and forces his head between her shapely thighs.
You can see her writhing against the ministrations of his tongue, her breasts bouncing

and sweat trickling down her forehead.
"Ohh...thank you...ahhh....your....ahh...Grace...you are...ahh.....amazing!"

Another thrust and another scream of encouragement.
Soon Bethany screams out her orgasm, prompting you to look over to her.

She has the boy caught between her vise-like legs and is playing with her breasts.

"Ohhh....yesss....fuuuuck!"

Her orgasm is slowly subsiding and only now she releases.

You can see his face emerge, gasping for air,coated with her juices.

The Warden is still lazily playing with her tits and as your eyes meet she flashes you a smile.

"Why don't you try her asshole?"

"Yess...my Lord...ahhh...try...me...ahh...there."

You flip her around spit on her ass and then enter her backdoor.

Slowly at first but then faster and harder.
You can see the shock on her brothers juice-smeared face and the wicked glint in the Mage's eyes.

But it's the sister's horny panting that finally sends you over the edge.

You shoot your load deep into her.

As soon as you pull out he turns around and starts eagerly cleaning your prick with her tongue.

(Seems like you needed her face again after all.)
You put away your soft member and give her tits a last gentle squeeze.

"You should come by the Chateau some time. I think I may have job for you."

She smiles and nods.

Bethany likewise gets dressed and so does her victim;

or at least he tries to, his cock is rock-hard again and just doesn't fit into his trousers.

Bethany chuckles.

"Wicked indeed.

If you are this... bothered, why don't you do something about it?"

She shoves him towards his naked sister, still lying where you left her, drenched in seed.

The siblings embrace and as you walk away you can hear their moans echoing through the forest.

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Bethany is still smiling long after you stopped hearing the two illicit lovers.

(Whatever may go through her head?)
Suddenly her face hardens and her entire body stiffens.

"It is near",she whispers to you and a few moments later it breaks through the underbrush.

It] almost looks like bear only larger and uglier.

Bone-like spikes grow from open sores, oozing blood and pus.

It roars and jumps in your direction with shocking dexterity.

A wave of concussive force stops it just before it can sink its yellow teeth into your head.

The monster's smell is bad enough to make you retch.
Still you compose yourself and nock back an arrow.

You loose and manage to hit one of the gaping wounds on its shoulder.

The beast howls and is then promptly silenced by a cone of cold emanating from the Mage's staff.
Another arrow and the beast dies.

"What in the Makers name was that?"

You ask while she cuts off his head.

"A bereskarn. A blighted bear and my quarry."

"An impressive trophy at least."

"Indeed. Still...", she hesitates,"with it dead my work here is done and I will leave."

It is the way of things you suppose.

"Will you at least wait for the Divine?"

She shakes her head slowly, her voice is heavy:

"I can't. I ...", she interrupts herself and forces a smile,"but I wanted this last hunt to be...memorable."

She grabs your cock.

"And I think a saw a hut a while back."

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She has the trophy in a sack slung over her back and leads you towards a small hut on a fern-covered clearing.

"We deserve a bed don't ya think?"

She knocks on the door.

You can hear movement inside but nobody opens.

Bethany again raps her knuckles against the door.

The door slowly opens just a few inches and a loaded crossbow appears through the gap.

"What do you want?", asks a female voice from the dark hut.

Bethany gives a winning smile.

"I am a Grey Warden, my companion and I were hunting and now seek respite for the night."

An annoyed grunt.

"We can can pay."

The Mage produces a Royal from her belt and lifts the coin for the inhabitant to see.

The crossbow disappears and the door swings open.

The orange light of the setting sun floods into the small cabin.

A rough wooden table surrounded by three simple chairs, a sort of bed-place filled with straw and draped with deer pelts,

a black cast-iron pot hung over the fire pit and two brightly burning logs.

The woman, maybe in her forties, her features marked by the wild woods yet hauntingly beautiful, accepts the coin and hangs the weapon on a hook on the door.

"Are you hungry?"

Without waiting for your answer she starts setting the table.

A loaf of dark bread and four earthen bowls.

Four?
"Mother I am ba...,...ohh...".

A girl,maybe eighteen summers old, has entered through the open door.

The familiarity is obvious but her face and body are untouched by the hardships of living in the woods.

Bright green eyes and fire-red hair, a firm butt and shapely breasts,barely covered by her simple clothes.

Bethany gives you a knowing smirk as you sit down beside her at the table.

"We have guests tonight, Mirabelle. Sit down and eat."

The girl takes the last chair and her mother takes the kettle from the hearth

and serves you the thick,fragrant stew.

You eat in silence, discreetly eyeing the young girl.

The food tastes fine but the view is exquisite.
You can feel a hand on your hardening member.

"She is beautiful but you should sate your hunger with me!",the Mage whispers in your ear.

You move your hand between her legs and manage to squeeze your fingers into her armour.

She is wet and you can see her face turn red under your ministrations.

You continue your exploration of her wet folds until a soft moan escapes her lips.

You can see the confusion on your host's face and withdraw from Bethany.

You whisper to her:

"We'll wait until they sleep and then...",you just touch her softly for the last time

and then continue eating as if nothing happened.
Your hostess offers you brandy after dinner and then asks you step outside for a moment,

since her daughter and her will need to undress before they go to bed.

You nod and take your drink outside.
The last weak rays of sunlight fight their way through the tree-tops. The forest simply looks beautiful. Who'd ever thought how much you would grow to like these woods?

You finish your drink slowly in the growing darkness.

An owl hoots in the distance as you take the last sip and head back inside.
All three women lie in the their forms covered by pelts;

even their faces barely visible in the weak light of the still gleaming embers.

You strip naked, unconcerned by false modesty and slip into the bed next to the Grey Warden.
"The girl looks even better naked...",

Bethany whispers into your ear and starts guiding your growing dick into her wet hole.

You fuck her slowly, her head pressed against your chest.

Both of you careful not to make any revealing noise.

She can't resist your deliberate thrust long and soon she starts shaking

and stifling her screams by burying her face in your chest.
You enjoy her body silently in the flickering twilight,

how she rewards every thrust with a kiss.

A kiss on your chest, a kiss on your lips.

Another thrust another kiss until you finally can't hold it any longer.

Until you finally fill her with your seed.

You both fall asleep immediately, your cock still buried deep within her.
You awaken in the middle of the night with a full bladder.

You withdraw your soft member from the Warden and slip out of the bed.

You grab your sword-belt and head outside.

The night is moon-lit and surprisingly bright.
After you are finished you give your cock a last playful jerk,

when you notice Mirabelle standing behind some bushes, eyeing your semi-erect member.

Instead off tucking it away you continue massaging your member, discreetly watching the girl.

Her eyes widen and you think you can hear her gasping.

You slap your dick against the palm of your hand until it is rock-hard and then call out:

"You can come closer if you want...".

You can hear rustling and see her trying to run away.

"You don't need to be afraid".

She stops and looks over to you, here eyes glancing at your rigid pole.

She slowly starts walking towards you.

You now notice that she is only wearing a men's shirt, barely covering her sex,

her young and firm breasts perfectly outlined under it.

"Don't be afraid, take a closer look if you like."

Her left involuntarily wanders beneath the shirt and she gasps.

"Can I... Can I touch it?"

You nod in approval.

Her timid hand touches your dick for just a moment before she pulls it back.

You give her a (hopefully) warm smile and after a moment of hesitation she puts her hand back.

"You can try your mouth...".

"I don't know...I...",she looks at you with confusion, her hand absentmindedly stroking your cock.

You produce 5 silver pieces from a belt-pouch and offer them to her:

"Just try it".

She eyes your dick and the money, and then drops down on her knees.

She wraps her lips around your hardness you can feel her tongue on your tip and then her teeth.

Pain surges through your dick.

"Arghh...careful...".

She releases your cock and looks up to you.

"I am so sorry.Please forgive me."

You smile at her.

"Don't worry.Just watch your teeth."

She kisses your tip with tenderness.Then she slowly and carefully takes it back into her mouth.

She seems desperate to keep it away from her teeth.
"Unbutton your shirt!"

She obeys.

Her breasts are magnificent.

"I want to fuck you."
"I...",she licks your tip, "...I was never with man...", she swallows your length.

You produce a Royal and hold it up.

She ponders your offer without letting go of your dick.
Then she snags the coin and lies on her back, her legs spread wide.

"Please be careful...".

You lie down beside her, your hands carefully exploring her nether regions.

She moans as you touch her and you can feel her wetness on her hands.
You enter her slowly, careful not to hurt her.

She bites her lip and sheds a single tear as you take her maidenhead.

But soon she moans in ecstasy and demands you take her harder.

You oblige and increase your tempo.
She screams her orgasm into the night and convulses.

You feel your own orgasm approaching still fucking her with abandon.

Another hard thrust and you just manage to withdraw from her warm wetness in time.

Seed spurts from your cock in thick ropes and lands on her belly.

You kiss her exposed breasts before rising up and heading back inside.
She catches your hand before you can open your door and whispers:

"Thank you. This felt soo good.

I'd...I'd like to do it again...soon."

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Your cock is rock hard.

You open your eyes and find two set of lips pressed against it.

"Good morning!", says young Mirabelle while Bethany just gives you a sly smile and continues serving your cock.

"Mother...slurp...is out...slurp...for now...slurp...but we have to hurry...",she swallows your balls.

Bethany positions herself on your hardness and starts riding you.
She kisses you with wild hunger, thrusting her tongue into your mouth as she impales herself on your dick.

Soon she screams out her orgasm and you are about to fill her when -suddenly- you hear the door opening.

Then the sound wood falling down on the floor, most likely dropped in shock.

"Is this how you repay my hospitality?"

Bethany yelps and jumps off of your dick.

You must be a sight to behold: all three naked and sweaty, the Warden still in the throes of her climax

and you with the young girl still between your legs.

"I should just kill you."

"Mother, please...".

"Young Lady, I 'll get to you soon enough."

You manage to regain at least some of your composure and offer up two gold pieces.

"Maybe this'll make you forget our...ahh...lack in manners."

She looks at the gold and then at your (miraculously) still hard erection,

but at last stops walking towards the crossbow.

"Yes mother please!"

Her mother still stands in the room, dumbfounded.

"Besides I already did him last night...".

She even has the audacity to give your erection another lick.
Her mother walks over and takes the money from your hands and starts walking away.

She turns around in the door and looks at her daughter.

"We will talk later!".

The anger in her voice is obvious but there is something else.
Bethany reacts quicker then you ever could and pulls two Royals from somewhere.

"Or you could join us...".

You hold your breath.

(Which is hard with Mirabelle still working your cock.)

Bethany chuckles.
The mother closes the door, her anger replaced by a mischievous grin.

She removes her simple clothes and walks towards you.

"If you can't beat 'em... .

Besides I should teach you how this is done properly."

(You got to love the simple folk of Serault.)
Bethany drops the coins beside the mother and presses her wet pussy against your face.

Your cock disappears completely in a hungry throat and you start licking and kissing the Mage's pearl.

"Now you try it."

Another mouth engulfs your dick.

"Breath through your nose"

"Gargll..."

"You'll need to do it more to stop the gagging...go easy for now...let me..."

Your cock again disappears completely down a throat.
Another lick and Bethany screams out another orgasm, her juices running directly into your mouth.

You give her cunt another kiss and release your seed.

The Warden sits down beside you on the bed and the two of you look down on your work.

Both women are drenched in your cum, thick ropes hanging from their hair, cheeks and chin,

slowly trickling down their bodies.
Bethany starts massaging your member when suddenly the door bursts open.

A large man stands in the frame, covered in soot and wood splinters,

he raises a large logging axe and charges at you with a roar.

"Daddy!"

"Pierre!"

"Urghh!"
Bethany seems... annoyed more then anything.

"Urgh...Andraste's cunt !

STOP!"

He stops his charge, more from confusion then anything else.

"This is getting old.

You can either die by Warden magic or....

you can have gold and all this beside!".

Her hands run down her nubile body.

The man turns around and just walks away.

"Or you could just leave I suppose...

but you could've had so much more... ."

He turns around, you can see his manhood pressing against his rough pants.

The Warden goes over to him, her hips swaying and she presses her body against his,

and pries the axe from his calloused hands.

It clatters as it hits the floor.

She frees his dick from the dirty fabric and guides him back towards the bed.

He throws her down on the straw, flips her around and thrusts into her.

"Ohhh...yes...yes...you can try my asshole if you want...".

He grunts and starts fucking her other hole.
Both mother and daughter finger themselves as they watch the spectacular.

Your dick is rock-hard again and you start jerking yourself.

Mirabelle manages to tear her eyes away from the copulating couple and notices your unattended cock.

"I wanna try it too."

"I don't think it'll fit...".

She stands up and returns moments later with a jar of grease.

"I wanna try it...".
She goes down on all fours besides the Mage, while you prepare your dick.

Then her asshole.

You enter her,slowly.

If she makes a sound it is drowned out by Bethany's screams and moans.

"Harder!"

Now you can hear her.

And oblige.

Your hands explore between her wet folds while you continue fucking her ass.

Her mother has climbed over the bed and overs her wet sex to her daughters hungry mouth.

She gives you a sly grin before her features are overtaken by bliss.

You look over and see the Warden fucked hard by Pierre, his giant hands are wrapped around her throat

and he thrusts into her with abandon.

You wrap your hands around his daughter's and increase your tempo again; now matching his.

Screams and moans echo through the small cabin.

As flesh pounds against flesh, you now notice Pierre looking at you.

With lust? Or maybe anger? Envy?

Still the young girl propped against you feels divine.

She is incredibly tight and her young body seems to have been made for you.

Or just for fucking.

But taking her so close to her parents, no together with her parents, enhances the experience a thousand times.
The five of you seem to reach orgasm almost simultaneously,

then falling into the makeshift bed, spent.

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You say your good-byes after a short rest and a simple meal.

It is a ceremony to behold.

Pierre and his wife shake your hands, cold and with a strange formality.

(You still fear they might kill you one day.)

Mirabelle kisses you long and unabashedly and invites you to return soon.

(Which you in am moment of madness promise to do...).
Bethany and you walk together for a while longer,

just enjoying each others company and savoring these last few precious moments.

Then she suddenly hugs you, kisses you, grabs your cock one last time and whispers:

"I'll see you again."

And then she just walks away and soon disappears between the tall trees of the Deep-woods.
You feel kind of alone.
To be continued in Chapter 20 : Idle Hands
Wherein a right hand will do some searching.
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