Mmm ... love these! Although among you, orphans, there are also whores ...

- Help! - screamed Eilen from despair, feeling like a hard cock rested on her gentle and innocent pussy ...

Chapter 2. The Observer

She clenched her teeth and closed her eyes, expecting that terrible pain would follow now, but instead, the driver's grip suddenly weakened, there was a grunt, and the heavy body stopped piling on Ellie, as if disappearing somewhere.

The girl looked around and saw an unfamiliar man grabbing her failed rapist by the neck, lifting him above the floor. This man was handsome and stately, in a black neat suit, and he could not hold out his strength - he raised a healthy carrier in front of him.

Eilen fell to the floor and covered herself with a torn skirt, watching with reverence for the black-haired stranger.

He threw the driver to the floor and hung over him like a thunderous judgment, under the admiring gaze of Allie.

“It will cost you dearly,” the savior whispered, but this whisper spread throughout the bus.

The driver, under the cold and imperious gaze of this stern man, did not even try to move, apparently realized who was in front of him.

Ellie sat in her corner with her heart panting, afraid to show signs of life. Fear of the greatness of the man standing in front of her, bound his whole body. And, at the same time with all this, she could not believe her happiness. A minute ago, the girl was only an inch away from something shameful, humiliating, and now she was safe. At least she believed it.

She became ill from the realization that this bastard was going to do to her. In the eyes dimmed, and the girl fell into unconsciousness. The last thing she heard was the dull blows and the mournful cry of the driver bastard.

***

A slight shaking brought Eilen to her senses. She lay on the seat of an open horse-drawn carriage, and her savior acted as a driver. The man did not notice the awakening of the girl, which she used to look around.

They drove along a stone road along a cliff ending in sea waves, and the road itself led to a mountain pass.

“While you were sleeping, I looked into your bag,” the man spoke without embarrassment.

Eilen shuddered and pressed herself into the crew seat.

- There were documents from your shelter. I am very sorry that we met under such circumstances!

Eilen continued to wonder, but was silent. Again began to roll fear.

- Where are we going? She finally asked as boldly and confidently as possible with her sonorous voice.

“Wherever you went in the company of that bastard,” the man turned to her, to which Eilen stopped and opened her mouth, marveling at the beauty of his rescuer. - In my mansion!

He had clear features, black not very long hair, but cold and strange green eyes. Ellie blushed and turned away under his gaze, but found the strength to answer:

“So you are Count Goldman?”

- Call me just Henry, ok? Eilen, - he looked penetratingly at her, from which the girl shivered in her chair. - You have a beautiful name...

His gaze lingered on her lips for a second, and then he turned away to watch the road.

Ellie trembled: she remembered the words of Caroline about the cruel and terrible people. Count Goldman, though he saved her from monstrous rape, but he did not seem to be someone noble and moral. And it began to frighten her even more.

For fifteen minutes they passed through the pass and found themselves in a beautiful forest valley, among which was a magnificent, but gloomy mansion.

Ellie took her bag and, jumping out of the carriage, walked along the rocky road through the garden to the massive doors. Henry immediately followed her.

- Eilen, tell me what you were taught at the shelter?

The girl drove this question into a small stupor and a little alerted.

- When you agreed to my guardianship, didn't you look for a girl with certain abilities? - She asked in surprise, stopping right in front of the door.

“I would like to hear precisely from you, and not from the shelter, which was ready to promise me anything I wanted,” the earl smiled at the girl, but she didn’t like that smile at all. - Come on in, the doors are never locked, in this edge and not required ...

Eilen cautiously pushed the door open and entered the dimly lit room. An elderly servant immediately jumped up to the girl, taking her baggage, and without saying a word, disappeared just as suddenly as it appeared.

The girl looked around: it was dark and beautiful. The antique interior was fascinating.

Two middle-aged maidservants slipped past, and when they saw Ally's dress, they snorted in displeasure. The girl blushed and tried to cover her hands with torn fabric.

“Eileen, do not worry,” the earl grabbed her by the shoulders, to which the girl shuddered, but felt the involuntary pleasure of his touch. - Your personal maid will show you your room, wash you, dress you and you will shine!

- What? My personal? ... - the words stuck in her throat. - Am I not? ..

Count Henry only laughed, but from his laughter she was no longer warmer, but, on the contrary, even more frightened.

- And now, go to yourselves, take a rest!

***

In the evening it was so nice to soak in a warm bath, trying to forget the weight of today. But here ass burned after cruel treatment with her, and reminded of the rapist. I wonder what happened to him in the end? What did Earl Henry do after he promised that he would regret? But it was no longer important. “The main thing is that I am safe now! It's not bad here, but the count is really cute and even beautiful, even a little sinister, but maybe they are all male earls like that! ”Thought the girl.

Ellie put her hand under the water to scratch her thigh on the inside and, in the process, lightly touched herself between the legs. The body was wrapped in sweet languor. (Especially for eroticspace.info — sexitails.org) Allie again touched herself there. And then she felt ashamed that she wanted to do it again, especially in a strange house! But patting yourself there was so nice, it helped me to distract from unnecessary thoughts!

Ellie closed her eyes and continued stroking herself. At first, it was just nice, until she thought about Earl Henry and how he put his arm around her shoulders. The body shook with a slight shiver, the girl moaned slightly: the thought of Henry gave her great pleasure.

And she began to imagine how he was standing in this room and looking at how she washes in this old bath, how she looks at her body with her piercing gaze, especially how she looks at her lips ...

“Ahhh,” a gentle moan escaped from parted sponges, and the hand under the water began to rub the clitoris faster and faster. - Henry ... mmm ...

With the other hand, the girl grabbed the edge of the bath, convulsively clutching it, while she felt the waves of pleasure rolling in. At that moment, she felt like a depraved and dirty girl who wants her guardian and masturbates, imagining the way he looks at her.

She bit her lower lip slightly. Her body began to bend upwards, making small, but sweet and tender breasts peeking out from under the water. And then her lips opened, emitting sweet and gentle moans of passion, escaped during orgasm.

Ellie went limp and laid her head on the bathroom wall, biting her lower sponge sweetly again.

She never noticed how the door to her room quietly pretended to be on the other side.

(to be continued)