Eon pulled the simple servant shirt over his head. It was the only thing he owned now. After he finished telling Carla the long list of alchemy ingredients, he walked out of the room without looking back.
The hallway was completely empty. No guards. No maids. Nothing. He walked slowly, looking at the expensive paintings and golden lamps on the walls. He tried to remember every turn and every door. This might be useful when he escaped.
He stopped in front of a huge window. Outside, dozens of maids were running around the garden. They were putting up flowers, tables, and colorful banners.
"So there's going to be a big party soon," Eon thought. "Good. Busy people don't watch slaves carefully."
He kept walking until he reached the back garden. Nobody was there. He quickly picked a handful of bright flowers and strange-looking herbs and hid them in his pocket for alchemy practice later.
When he finally came back down to the dungeon, the sky outside was dark. Two guards stood in front of the iron gate, same as always.
As soon as they saw Eon, they looked at each other and grinned like wolves.
"Here comes the little troublemaker," one of them whispered.
Eon walked closer. The bigger guard suddenly pointed his spear at Eon's chest.
"Hey, slave! Where have you been all day? We thought you ran away!"
Eon smiled. "If you want to know, go ask the Countess yourself."
The guard's face turned red with anger. "You little piece of…."
He tried to kick Eon hard in the stomach the moment Eon stepped through the gate.
But Eon was faster. He caught the leg, twisted, and pulled. The guard flew forward and smashed his face into the iron bars.
CRACK!
Blood poured from his nose.
The second guard lifted his spear, ready to fight. Eon just raised his hands and stepped back.
"I'm done," Eon said calmly.
The second guard cursed, grabbed his bleeding friend, and dragged him upstairs.
Every elf in the dungeon stared at Eon with wide eyes. Nobody had ever hit a guard and walked away like that.
Eon went to his corner and sat down.
Elsa, the small silver-haired elf girl, came running.
"Eon! Are you crazy? They will punish you tomorrow!" she whispered.
Eon shook his head. "Maybe. But I'm tired of being scared."
He looked around to make sure no one was watching too closely.
"Elsa, stand in front of me and block their view. I need to practice magic."
She nodded and stood like a shield while Eon closed his eyes and started thinking about spells.
Far away from the cold dungeon, in a warm, luxurious parlor lit by golden candles, two rich brothers were having their own kind of fun.
Lord Alaric, the older brother and head of the Marquess family, sat on a red sofa. A beautiful woman with huge breasts sat on his lap. Her dress was pulled down to her waist, and he was lazily playing with her soft breasts, pinching her pink nipples from time to time.
Across from him sat his younger brother Darius. He was much rougher. Another beautiful woman sat on his lap, dress also pulled down. Darius had one hand squeezing her breast hard, making her bite her lip. His other hand was under her skirt, fingers moving fast inside her. The woman's face was red, her legs shaking.
"Ahhn!" she suddenly cried out and her whole body shook with a strong orgasm.
Darius laughed. "That's three times already. Good girl."
He stood up, picked her up like she weighed nothing, and laid her on the long sofa. Then he climbed on top of her.
RIP!
With one strong pull he tore her expensive dress straight down the middle. The silk fell apart like paper. Her big breasts bounced free, nipples hard from all the playing. She didn't say a word. She just looked away, toward the other girl.
Darius grabbed her chin hard and turned her face back to him.
"No. You look at me. Only me."
His voice was dark and hungry.
She still said nothing. Her eyes were empty, like she had given up caring long ago.
That made Darius even more excited. He loved breaking girls who thought they could stay cold.
He spread her legs wide. Her panties were completely soaked. He hooked his fingers under the thin fabric and ripped them off. Now she was totally naked under him.
His cock was already rock-hard and pushing against his pants. He opened them quickly and pulled it out. It was thick, long, and angry red.
Without any warning he pushed her knees up to her chest and slammed all the way inside her in one hard thrust.
"AAHHH!" she screamed, back arching off the sofa.
Darius groaned. She was hot and tight around him.
He didn't wait. He started fucking her hard and fast, pulling almost all the way out and then slamming back in. The sofa creaked under them. Her big breasts bounced wildly with every thrust.
"Fuck, you feel good," he growled. He leaned down and bit one nipple, then sucked it hard while still pounding into her.
The girl tried to stay quiet, but she couldn't. Little cries escaped her lips every time he went deep.
Darius lifted his head. "Louder. I want to hear you."
He changed his angle and started hitting a spot inside her that made her eyes go wide.
"No… ahh… please…" she finally whimpered.
"Please what?" He laughed and went even faster.
Her body started shaking again. Another orgasm hit her hard. Her walls squeezed him tight, and she screamed, fingers digging into the sofa.
Darius didn't stop. He fucked her right through the orgasm, making it last longer. Tears appeared in her eyes from too much pleasure.
Across the room, Alaric had gotten bored watching. He pushed his own girl onto her hands and knees on the carpet.
"Bend over," he ordered.
She obeyed silently. He lifted her skirt, pulled her panties down to her knees, and entered her from behind in one slow push. He liked it slow and deep, not wild like his brother.
But Darius was like an animal now. He grabbed the girl's wrists, pulled them behind her back, and used them like handles to pull her body onto his cock harder.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
The sound of their bodies hitting filled the room.
"Look at me while I fuck you," he ordered.
She forced her eyes open. Tears were running down her cheeks, but her body kept moving with his pounding.
Darius felt himself getting close. He let go of her wrists, grabbed her hips with both hands, and started going as fast and hard as he could.
"I'm going to fill you up," he said through his teeth.
Three more powerful thrusts and he pushed in as deep as possible. Hot cum shot inside her again and again. He groaned loud and long, holding her tight so she couldn't move.
When he finally finished, he stayed inside her for a moment, enjoying the feeling. Then he pulled out. Thick white liquid immediately started dripping out of her onto the sofa.
He stood up, fixed his clothes, and looked down at her. She was breathing hard, legs still open, body covered in sweat and marks.
"Someone clean this mess," he said to a servant in the corner, like she was just a broken toy.
But Darius wasn't done for the night.
He looked over at the girl Alaric was slowly fucking on the floor. She was moaning softly with every slow thrust.
Darius walked over, still half-hard.
"Brother, let me borrow her for a minute."
Alaric shrugged and pulled out. The girl stayed on her hands and knees, waiting.
Darius stood in front of her face.
"Open," he ordered.
She opened her mouth without a word. He pushed his cock, still wet from the other girl, past her lips. She started sucking obediently.
While she sucked him, Alaric entered her again from behind. Now she was being used by both brothers at the same time.
Darius held her hair and moved her head back and forth.
"Good girl. Taste the other slut on me."
The girl made small gagging sounds but didn't stop.
Minutes later, Darius was fully hard again. He pulled out of her mouth, walked behind her, and pushed Alaric away playfully.
"My turn again."
He entered her roughly. She cried out because she wasn't ready for something so sudden after Alaric's slow pace.
Darius didn't care. He fucked her hard and fast, making her whole body shake. Alaric watched, stroking himself slowly.
After a few minutes Darius pulled out and flipped the girl onto her back.
"Hold your legs open," he said.
She pulled her knees to her chest, completely exposed.
Darius entered her again and started pounding. Her breasts bounced like crazy. He grabbed both of them and squeezed hard while he fucked her.
"Look at you," he laughed. "Big tits bouncing while you get ruined."
She closed her eyes and moaned louder and louder.
Another orgasm hit her. Her whole body tightened, and she screamed.
That pushed Darius over the edge again. He pushed deep and came a second time, adding even more inside her.
When he pulled out, cum poured out of her like a river.
Darius finally stepped back, breathing hard, fully satisfied.
Alaric took his place one last time and finished slowly inside the same girl.
Both brothers sat back on their sofas, drinking wine, while servants cleaned the two shaking, ruined women and carried them away.
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