swagger Inn. ANOTHER BLOODY THREAD. Thread 28.

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MalcolmTuckersMistress Sun 15-Jun-14 21:13:56

No ball games please.

Flopsy28 Sun 15-Jun-14 21:16:20

<Sits at the bar>
<drinks bar dry waiting for the rewatch wenches>
<still fizzing from porn>

MavisGrind Sun 15-Jun-14 21:16:30

Heavy petting in the shallow end?

MalcolmTuckersMistress Sun 15-Jun-14 21:24:28

Did you like the porn? I did!

Flopsy28 Sun 15-Jun-14 21:26:20

I bet you bloody did you filthy mare wink grin blush

MalcolmTuckersMistress Sun 15-Jun-14 21:27:56


MalcolmTuckersMistress Sun 15-Jun-14 21:43:30

<closes doors>


QueenAnneofAustriaSpain Sun 15-Jun-14 21:48:51

Are we flouncing over here?

So, Malc? Dirty biatch! That was good shit. GLad someone is keeping up the end with the porn.

MalcolmTuckersMistress Sun 15-Jun-14 21:49:30

<not talking to anyone>

MalcolmTuckersMistress Sun 15-Jun-14 21:50:20

<sits at bar alone. Very angry>

MalcolmTuckersMistress Sun 15-Jun-14 21:54:18

Right I'm off to bed. NOT GOOD NIGHT.

EroticWench Sun 15-Jun-14 20:56:42

[edited by mnhq]

Hi there. I am a NC. I have a gift. I have never before written anything remotely erotic and am not a writer!

Malcolm was a busty voluptuous wench. She had been struggling as a single mother since her husband had gone missing at sea the year before she moved to Paris to work in the King's stables. The king had many fine horses and she helped to tend to them carefully and gently just as if they were her own children.

The Cardinal had spotted her on several occasions while she had been getting the horses ready for ceremonial parades. He had always had a bit of an eye for a certain type of woman but Malcolm had stirred particular feelings deep inside him, feelings which he thought he had managed to suppress the moment he had made the decision to join the church and since becoming the most powerful man in France, sexual desire was something that he had never had time to give much thought to. Until he had laid eyes upon this particular woman.

One evening after taking a stroll through the lush summer gardens with a The King and Queen, the cardinal decided to take a detour past the stable block on his way back to his quarters in the palace. Malcolm was there tending to the Queen's mare and he decided to approach her. Dressed all in black with his long luxurious cloak sweeping behind him he strode up to Malcolm who immediately curtsied in his presence. Dressed only in her working clothes she felt somewhat out of place next to a man of such incredible presence and power.

"Good evening" said The Cardinal to Malcolm "good evening your eminence" she replied nervously as she backed slightly into the stable. The Cardinal drew forwards towards her staring intensely into her eyes. He couldn't help bit notice her heaving bosom rising and falling tensely at his presence. "I hope I didn't startle you my good lady, I have always noticed how well turned out these beasts are and was interested to see exactly who it is who puts such love and care into creating such beauty" "Thank you your eminence" she replied head bowed staring at the ground. He moved closer towards her the urge to reach out and touch her face forcing her gaze to meet with his too overwhelming. He said to her softly and seductively "a fine hard working woman in your position surely needs to experience some kind of luxury, in the same way she gives to these creatures. I insist you come to my quarters once you have finished and I will have my maids bathe you and give you a much deserved evening of relaxation" "your eminence... I am not sure..." She replied nervously. Immediately he drew his long finger to her lips silencing her any further "Shhhhh, I insist" he replied. His touch upon her mouth immediately sent a warm sensation of desire in the deepest parts of her stomach and her nipples hardened with his touch. The Cardinal turned on his heels, cloak billowing, smirking as he smiled lustfully and intensely deep into her eyes before he strode off into the evening.

Once Malcolm had finished with the horses she nervously made her way towards the Cardinal's quarters. She wasn't sure if she had mistaken his insistence for something else but she was still buzzing at the thought of his touch. She was let in through the large dark oak double doors and lead up the grand staircase into a room filled with warmth, and beautiful scent. In the room was the most beautiful large deep decorative bath filled to the top with she most luxurious scents and petals. Steam rose as the maids tipped more warm water into it. "the cardinal has insisted you bathe alone please call if you need any assistance" one of the maids declared as she backed away out of the room closing the door. Malcolm nodded in disbelief. The entire situation seemed strange to her. She noticed next to the stunning stained glass windows a grand chair which laid a upon it neatly folded several of the finest Egyptian cotton linen sheets she had ever seen. Next to it a silver goblet and a bottle of the most expensive French red wine. Finally starting to relax, she released herself from her working clothes, poured herself some wine and strode over to the bath. As she stepped in she could feel the warmth rising up her body. She had never experienced such a thing before and as the fragrant air surrounded her she took a long sip of the wine and it's deep fruity, dark velvet, sensation filled her senses as she slowly lay down in the water submerging herself. The alcohol was strong and she could feel her body start to relax and she found her thoughts going back to the way The Cardinal had parted with her earlier in the day. His intense gaze penetrating deeply into her soul.

Suddenly after about 20 minutes she became startled as she was aware someone had entered the by the doors behind her. Assuming it was one of the maids she turned only her head. Immediately she tried to cover herself when she realised it was not a maid but it was The Cardinal. Slowly and whitely he closed the door behind him as she stared in disbelief as she instantly felt vulnerable I her predicament. He smiled at her as he walked towards the chair with the sheets. He picked one up and moved towards her in the bath. Clutching herself further around the knees she felt most alarmed as he silently approached her. "I think it's time for you to get out now Malcolm" he said with a soft but slightly menacing demand. "But please! your eminence.." He interrupted her "Armand! I must insist, there are no formalities within these walls. Now please I must insist" He stood with the sheet out stretched.

Not knowing what to do she closed her eyes took a deep breath and stood up. The hot water and the wine hit her at once and she felt unsteady on her feet. The cardinal moved forwards and embraced her with the sheet, drawing her close towards him she felt herself shaking vulnerable and slightly disorientated. His embrace was firm and as he closed his arms around her he heard him gasping as he began to rub her wet body with the sheet. He had long beautiful fingers delicate yet strong. As he rubbed her she could hear his breathing speed up. His breath tickled her neck as she stood ridged but surprisingly of all she started to feel incredibly turned on.

He drew back from her looking into her eyes. Holding her with one hand and then slowly stroking her face with another. She could see in his eyes as he grasped her face firmly that he was feeling very aroused. For a second he just looked at her and she at him. "I have seen and watched how much attention to detail you give those horses of the Royals. I thought perhaps it was only fair that I give you the equal attention back. He picked up the goblet of her wine and held it to her lips. "Please have some more" She took a long sip. The sensation of the alcohol flowed through her body. He looked at her and licked his lips. He placed the goblet back down gently and suddenly dropped the sheet and before she knew it she was completely naked. He embraced her with his dark velvet, leather and cloak, and ran his long beautiful hands up and down her voluptuous body. As he did he kissed her neck gently, his beard stroking her skin and his breath making her tingle. He began by stroking her large breasts, her nipples became hard to his touch. He groaned as he moved his hand further down towards where she was feeling desire. Slowly and gently he began to caress and touch her between the legs. She became so wet to his touch. She cried out as he plunged his finger deep inside her. Suddenly he stopped, and pulled away from her.

Standing in front of him completely naked, she suddenly felt vulnerable once more. Here was the most powerful man in France staring at her with a smile, licking his lips hungrily like she were piece of venison roasting over a fire. Not quite knowing what to do she stared into his eyes. He backed into the seat behind him and as he did he demanded, "pleasure yourself for me" She gasped and shook her head. "I insist, I want you to pleasure yourself for me, please" He gestured to her to sit down on the steps to the bath. Realising that he meant as he said she sat down and spread her legs apart. The cardinal let out a heavy sigh of pleasure as he saw just exactly how moist his touch had made her. Saying nothing, she began to rub her clitoris and as she felt more pleasure from the look of desire on his face as she did she started to move her fingers faster. Warmth spread through her body as she gently rubbed herself, getting faster and faster. The Cardinal began to rub his groin. She wondered to herself what was going on inside those velvet trousers. She wondered how big he was. He was a powerful man in many ways, but just how powerful was his cock? Was it as beautiful as those hands and as penetrating as those eyes?

As she continued to be aroused for her own touch, the cardinal stood up and slowly moved towards her. His eyes firmly fixed upon where she was exposing herself to him. Slowly he knelt down between her spread legs. She was raised upon the bath steps to his eye level. He looked right into her eyes and as he did he moved his arm forward and plunged his fingers deep inside her moist and aroused pussy. She gasped as he entered her. His smile was turning now into a look of intense desire. As his fingers moved in and out if her he leant forward and began to lick and suck her hard nipples, sending her head into a spin. His be art tickling the breast on her skin and his long sharp tongue flickering over her. She groaned with pure pleasure, and she could feel the sweat on his face forming as they became encased in his rich black cloak. His fingers plunged in and out of her, she could hear and feel herself moisten and tighten around them. He looked up at her as he withdrew his fingers, just as she thought she might star to build up to a warm orgasm. Looking at her he placed his fingers in his mouth and sucked her juices from them, savouring her taste, and closing his eyes. "That is the one thing that tastes finer than any wine - the sweet taste of a woman who is feeling the pleasure of sexual desire" he declared lustfully. Again she gasped. Never before had she felt such intense feelings of passion and desire.

"Turn around" he demanded. " I want you on your hands and knees" saying nothing she turned over her hands against the rim of the bath and her knees still on the steps. She could see behind her that he was staring at how turned on she was and then suddenly he lunged forward as he had before only this time plunging his long warm, flickering tongue deep inside her. He swirled it,flickering in and out up and down the length of her pussy. She could feel the prickliness of his beard on her sensitive skin and hear the sound of her moistening to his deep licks. As he plunged his tongue in and out of her she began once more to rub her clitoris which by now was pulsating beneath her just as she thought she could take no more, The Cardinal knelt up, he released himself from his trousers. His cock by now was large and so hard there was only one thing he could do with it and he thrust it deep inside her. He could feel her tighten as he pushed in and out of her. Slowly at first so she could really feel his long, hard length, then gradually he built up faster and harder. By now her pussy was pulsating with desire and his ridged hard cock was reaching parts in side her she didn't even know existed. Harder and faster he went. He most definitely was as powerful as the image he portrayed out with the bathroom doors. She began to tingle. It started in her feet and gradually moved up her body. It was as if she had been set a light. She could feel herself shaking with each intensifying thrust from The Cardinal. She tightened around him as she began to scream out. Her whole body felt like it would explode as she burst into the most incredible orgasm she had ever experienced. At that moment the Cardinal let out a scream of victory as he came deep inside her.

For a moment they both caught their breath. The cardinal Rose to his feet and pulled up his breaches. Walking over to the last remaining sheet he picked it up. His expression had changed once more. He looked sincere and dark. He threw the sheet at her as she sat up on the step. "You may dress now Malcolm" he declared "I believe you still have work to do". She quickly covered herself up. With disbelief if what happened she remained speechless. A small smile raised on one side of his mouth bad he licked his lips, nodded his head to her, turned on his heels as he had earlier with his cloak flowing, and left her alone in the room once more.


Well done Malcolm xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Oh and not to be needy <needy> but not everyone ignored you. Where's my fucking loyalty arse licking bonus points?

And I posted PC pics.

QueenAnneofAustriaSpain Sun 15-Jun-14 22:10:02

Prepares for Thread 28 to become the Peter Capaldi show.

I read it first time.. remember that.... solidarity.

Yeah. Me too! <links arms> <strokes Anne's matted hair>

Got distracted on the re-watch by DH wanting to come in and talk to me - how very dare he! then I lost the plot quite literally what with the ironing and the talking and the book club banter and the hiding my shameful musk perving secret from my nearest and dearest.

Anyway - bloody hell Malc. That is good porn (2nd career as an Anne Summers smut writer? grin).

You are one dirty dirty girl. Even I'll be dreaming of Armaund tonight please god no!

Anne - which Ben Elton did you recently read? sorry about the book talk other wenches

Sparklegeek Sun 15-Jun-14 22:14:20

Lurky you have form for this. You do not enter a re-watch to pick it all apart. You lock down that part of your brain & get in the hot men in leather zone. Doooooooo itttttttt

MalcolmTuckersMistress Sun 15-Jun-14 22:15:17


<not actually sleeping in bed just sulking>

I did like the Capaldi pictures though. <flirty>

But Fucking HELL! Why couldn't I HAVE BEEN AT THOSE SERVICES ON THE M4??!!?!!?

Oh fuck off

Why didn't you re-watch? If you haven't got it then eat beans on toast and Buy the DVD - best £17 quid you will spend. gives you hours of pleasure.

MrsBeeee Sun 15-Jun-14 22:16:30

Oh fucking hell Malc that is very very good.

I'd have guessed it was you (or possibly Lyndie) though. Outwith is a very Scottish word grin

MalcolmTuckersMistress Sun 15-Jun-14 22:16:39

<throws stuff>



























LetUsPrey Sun 15-Jun-14 22:17:46

Malc, you're a talented artist, you're not supposed to be good at other stuff too. That goes for other wenches too <narrow eyes>

Just watching Milton Jones on Mock the Week grin

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