- Ah, sir, you ask such immodest questions!

Raise your skirts, I want to look at you.

- Sir, this is shameful.

“If I order, you must obey my orders unquestioningly.” Or do you want to get ripped off at the stable? Or, better, I'll do it myself.

Although Dunyasha clutched at the skirts, the gentleman jerked them up and saw her bare legs with a small triangle of hair, under a excitedly heaving belly.

“How unusually harmoniously composed women are,” Nicolas remarked and pruvishly stroked the girl over the convex tuft of hair.

- You have very beautiful hips. Katyusha's hips are also good, but yours are especially slim. And here you are also fine, - he stroked her pubis, the pleats are not bulging like hers. - Are you still an innocent girl?

- Yes, Barich. I'm still untouched girl.

- Do you know what the girl is for?

- To get married, and then have children.

- Not only for this. And in order to give a man pleasure.

- Barich, my dear, do not touch me.

Not listening to the girls, Nicolas climbed on her. Realizing that she had cut the end of her maiden time, she didn’t especially mind that she meekly spread her slim legs under him. Between her sponge lips, a member of the barich stuck. With an effort of leaning on her, he deprived her of her chastity with pain, and then pressed his belly to the quivering girl's tummy. His big cock steadily slid into a narrow vagina noisily breathing from the influx of Dunyasha's passion. She could not say that the actions that the young gentleman was doing to her now were bad or unpleasant for her. Her young body eagerly responded to the intimate caress of a young man.

Being naturally healthy and ardent in nature, she suddenly felt such bliss that she grabbed him by the buttocks, pressed herself and several times with a groan of pleasure, lifted her strong hips with convulsive pushes.

Nicolas was happy that, having barely managed to make her a woman, he quickly led her to the heights of bliss.

- Did you feel good with me?

- Oh, barich, how nice I am with you! Still, barich! Still! Do not pity me, Barich, pori me stronger.

Laying her head on her bare, resilient bosom, Nicolas idly stroked her thighs and buttocks, enjoying the delicate velvety skin.

- Is it good for you to be a woman? - He asked, firmly stroking her on the wet swollen lips of the genital slit.

- Oh, sweet sir. And I thought that lying at night under my father, mother moans under him in pain.

- What are you looking at them? - Curious, Nicholas inquired, presenting a fat naked woman, who was waggling under a muzhik flicking on her, moaning loudly.

- How not to look at the master if we all sleep in one cottage with the whole family? It does not even have a curtain.

- And often they do it? He asked curiously.

- Yes, every evening, or night, read. What do they do in the dark, if not making children?

- I saw, the girl came to you, massive so ...

- Aaa, you mean my girlfriend Polinka, commemorating the master.

- Painfully, she looked to me with her vast ass. Do not take me to her as a servant? How do you think?

- You are the same barich mean service, as I now do with you? - Asked, guessing what it was about, the master. - So she is not a girl too. Spoiled it.

- That is, she is no longer a girl? Who dared spoil her?

- Found this, sir.

- Who dared to create it? Speak!

- Oh, this is a gentleman strange story.

- So tell me her! I terribly love strange stories.

- Polinka likes to swim at night. He will come to the mill pond, undress and well splash in the warm water that infused in the day.

Bathing like this, she left the pond and at that very moment, a man jumped out of the bushes. His face was tightly wrapped in a woman's handkerchief, so they say that horse thieves do it, but they are nightly so that they will not be recognized by chance.Seizing her mouth, a mysterious criminal, threw her on the grass and deprived of innocence.

Telling me, Polinka said that in spite of all his tricks, she recognized in her offender the local miller Kuzma.

- Oh, scoundrel! I'll order to screw him up at the stable! - flashed anger Nicolas. - How dare he spoil the girl ?!

- Oh, sir! Is this a punishment? But I can come up with such a punishment that will be intolerable to him for the rest of his life.

- Come on, tell me!

- More than life he loves his daughter, the local beauty and the proud Grushka. Money is made for him, so proudly exposing his chest, she often flaunts new clothes in the village. The nose in front of us girls fights and considers us, simple yard girls, lordly litter.

- Oh, so she has the insolence to believe that being my yard girl is shameful ?! - Wounded cried young master. - So be her for two months, my room girl, and she will obey you. I will immediately order the girls to heat the bath hot, and she, under your very strict supervision, will wash me and in every possible way delight me with my flesh. Are you happy with this ?!

- Oh, barich, even though it is cruel, but order me to have her mother Martha still present. Let him fully admire the disgrace of his beloved child.

“Looks like this little family has finished you well.” But be your way. I will do everything as you ask me.

Chapter 3. Payback

- Lord have mercy!

Looking with hatred at the old woman, the young gentleman’s wet-nurse, who had given them his order to immediately appear to him, without hesitating for a second, Martha and Pear went after her.

Old Dormidontovna, said that after hearing about the art of Marfa to soar - your Kuzma, brags about it at every step - as if by the way, she noted with malice, - the young gentleman ordered you to float him in the bath for glory. And he will look after you, his girlfriend Dunya. Unexpectedly, this girl now has a lot of power over her master. The supreme is now with him, and the old mistress in everything indulges her. She is not indifferent to Dunyashka.

Agrafena understood which side the wind was blowing from. Dunka was the girlfriend of this fat, slutty girl Polinka, because of which there was a big scandal between mamma and tyata. After returning from the pond, he was caught in by his wife and told her that he was a sinner in front of her, forcibly fucked up the girl. It is evident that not everything cleanly got away with him then, the dishonest girl of her offender recognized, and now they are being avenged for it.

Martha was well heard about the lustful temper of the young barich, who adored naked girls to wash him. Today it was her and Grushenka’s turn. Sins of lord

Chill with shame, she was exposed and put on a naked body such a short night shirt that she did not cover shame. And breasts, breasts! The cut-out on the shirt was so shamelessly large that they fell out, with a slight inclination of the body.

Looking at the beautiful daughter in red with shame, Martha nearly howled from acrid shame. Her shirt didn’t cover even the shame of the girl, and her poor Grushenka would have to stand in front of the baric almost naked. All shame will be naked.

And Dunka-ko, Dunka! Here shameless slut! Very shamefully naked and shamelessly shines, his bare pang, - God forgive me! A young master sleeps with her, and she, a shameless girl, does not hide it. But mother and father, though they condemn her in their souls, are embarrassing to people, I suppose, but externally, in public, they are proud, they tear their nose. Well, their daughter Barich himself welcomes.

Ahti me !!! And barich! Here, ohnil! Entered naked, and his shame up ... Read more →