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Kathrina's Celebration
by
sylverwolfe ©
The Duchess's Christmas ball was a complete
bore. Narrow minded snobby upper class nobles were not who
Kathrina really wanted to spend time with. Her father had
insisted that she attend in hopes of finding a proper husband
for her, maybe. Her mind drifted only to her coven. That was
where she longed to be, standing in a circle of power with her
coven in the forest. Tonight was the celebration of the Winter
Solstice, the shortest day of the year. Her father’s stern
words echoed in her ears “...you will not take part in those
practices ever again...you will learn...” Instead she sat in a
far corner wearing an uncomfortably tight fancy dress, softly
crying to herself watching others have the freedom to
celebrate their own holiday. She wanted to celebrate too, but
just not here. Wiping her stray tears with the sleeve of her
dress she noticed two young men eyeing her. They looked to be
in their early 20s; both fashioned long hair tied in a
ponytail. Kathrina smiled to herself. She was going to enjoy
the night even if she could not partake in the Winter Solstice
celebration. Besides, it might be worth while to give her
father more headaches and create new rumors for herself. She
arose from the little love seat she had occupied and strode
light as air to the young men. She passed those snobby nobles
as they cheered ‘Happy Christmas, have a great New Year’ to
each other. They were such liars. Many of the women stared
crossly at her probably wishing a thousand horrible things
upon her. Kathrina made sure to smile and nod to the men that
dared meet her glance in front of their wives. She stopped
directly in front of the two men, interrupting whatever
conversation they had been having. “Hello ma'lady. I take it
you noticed are staring at you. I apologize it was rude of
us.” The man that spoke had light brown hair with lovely green
eyes. The silent man was the most attractive, having shiny
onyx tresses with icy blue eyes. “Your apology is accepted,
however, I came over wondering if you gentlemen would help me
locate the Duchess's bedroom.” Kathrina said feeling as if her
heart would explode in her chest from pure excitement. They
looked at each other and the one with the lovely green eyes
spoke again, “But, ma'lady why would you want to find the
Duchess's bedroom?” “Help me find it and I will tell you.” She
smiled at them. In her head she was chanting to the Goddess
for strength and grace. “My name is Kathrina and I’m
completely bored with this Christmas ball that my father
forced me to attend.” “I am Nicolas and this is my cousin
Michael. He is visiting from Italy and does not yet speak
English very well.” Nicolas, the green eyed one spoke as he
took Kathrina’s extended hand and gently kissed it. She looked
Michael up and down, thinking he would be beautiful naked.
“Fine then, I am a bit curious of why a noble young lady would
need in the Duchess's bedroom. I presume that her Lady’s
bedroom would he upstairs.” “I would image probably the
fanciest, richest room.” Kathrina added, wrinkling her nose
up. She found the Duchess's vanity and outrageous behavior
disgusting. They proceeded to the large extravagant stairwell.
All the guests were too busy now with dinner being served that
no one paid any attention to the three of them. The guests
would soon be stuffing themselves with duck and Christmas
cakes. She noticed that Nicolas and Michael were glaring at
her again. They looked her up and down, seeming to like her
hips particularly. She smiled. “It is rather uncomfortable,
this dress. I would rather be Skyclad. You men don’t have to
wear these heavy annoying dresses with tons of lace and
strings with petticoats.” “Maybe not ma'lady, and for good
reason. I don’t know any man alive who could make lace and
strings look so beautiful.” Nicolas commented, testing her.
Kathrina smiled to herself, reveling in the feel of
excitement. They made their way down a corridor, which held at
least ten different rooms. Priceless paintings hung every so
feet down the hallway and occasionally a pedestal holding a
vase of Christmas flowers dotted the hallway. They had checked
every room but one along the hallway, none seemed to be fit
for the Duchess. The last room at the very end of the hall was
locked. “This must be it, but it is locked.” Kathrina
whimpered in defeat. “Yes, but hold on.” Nicolas turned to
Michael and they spoke in their native Italian tongue. Michael
smiled, “Not problem, segnorina.” His accent was so thick and
Kathrina found it to be unbelievably sexy. From his inside
coat pocket he pulled out a small tool. Watching in amazement
Kathrina realized he was picking the Lady’s bedroom lock.
Within seconds a loud CLICK was heard and Michael opened the
door. The room was beautiful! It smelled of cinnamon and
holiday cheer. The Duchess did love Christmas and her room was
adored with scented candles, pine cones, wreaths, poinsettias,
and priceless other valuables. She heard Michael lock the door
behind them. “Now, ma'lady, what is it you needed in here
for?” Nicolas asked. He looked her over more closely. Her
breasts were full, sitting high on her chest thanks to her
tight corset. Her waist tapered inward then curved outward for
her rather wide hips. He dared to step closer to her, touching
her cheek with his right hand. “I would like you both to help
me celebrate the holiday. Since I cannot be with my own
clansman and celebrate my own holiday because my father is
shrouded by ignorance, I will embarrass him by being a
complete slut. The rumors will spread tomorrow that I was seen
with two attractive men with gleaming smiles. No man in this
village will want to wed me and he will toss me out of his
home and I can be with my coven. It will surely be the death
of him.” She grinned a bewitching look overtaking her face.
“Do you mind helping me out of these annoying confinements?”
Nicolas spoke to Michael and together they untied, unbuttoned
and unlaced Kathrina from her prison. Her puffy velvet dress
lay in a heap on the floor and she stood staring at them in
the nude. Moving gracefully she danced to the Duchess's bed
and made herself a seat. “Please, I believe it is your turn to
undress.” She laughed as their fingers hurriedly unbuttoned
their shirts and trousers. Michael grew restless struggling
with a stubborn button and ripped his dress shirt the rest of
the way off. Nicolas approached the bed, standing in front of
Kathrina. He was semi hard and getting more excited by the
minute. Without a question Kathrina wrapped her small hand
around his shaft and stroked him. His eyes were lowered,
watching her head lean in close to his warm genitals. Her lips
surrounded the tip of his penis and she sucked inward until
his balls were against her chin. Nicolas was wide, not too
long, but so wide. Kathrina was getting wet just thinking
about what it would feel like in her. Michael had crept up
behind her on the bed and helped her to lie on her back. She
had both men on either side of her face now, begging to be
sucked. Michael's penis looked delicious, long and thick, but
not as wide as Nicolas. They rolled together until she was on
top of Michael and Nicolas laid to the side watching. Michael
whispered Italian into her ear; she had no idea what he spoke,
but didn’t really care. Holding herself up off him a bit
Kathrina spread her pussy lips apart. Her folds were slick and
sticky from her lust. Michael griped her hips and bore her
down unto his shaft. Kathrina moaned loudly from being filled
with the thick Italian man. Her insides were like velvet
caressing his skin. She seemed to melt all around his dick and
the tightness was almost painfully. Kathrina felt so free at
this moment. Suddenly Nicolas's palms on her ass snapped her
back to reality. He was pushing her front torso down and
moving her legs closer to Michael's sides. Her eyes rolled up
into her head as he fingered her clit. Soon the sticky goo was
dripping all over her thighs. She gritted her teeth as an
orgasm rippled through her tiny form. Michael could feel her
orgasms as the muscles tightened inside her. He slowly pulled
his penis out, giving Nicolas a chance. To, Kathrina’s
surprise she felt her cheeks being spread wide apart. “Hold
on...what are you doing?” “Just relax ma’lady.” He answered,
then said something to Michael. Michael hands slide around to
her ass and held her ass apart. Kathrina relaxed her backside,
resting her head on Michael's shoulder. “It okay, signorina.”
Michael cooed to her. He sent feather soft kisses all over her
face. Nicolas used the cum from Kathrina’s orgasm to lubricate
his throbbing penis. Once slippery with her cum he pushed the
head against her anus. Kathrina grunted into Michael's ear as
pain shot through her rectum. Slowly and gently Nicolas rocked
his thickness into her tight little hole. When Kathrina’s hips
began pushing back into Niculas’s thrusts Michael carefully
slid his shaft back into her velvet softness. Kathrina was in
another world. She loved this new feeling of being completely
filled by these men. Her hips met each thrust, all in time
with each other. Nicolas was thrusting quick and deep into her
ass while Michael's wonderful dick was doing the same between
her thighs. She squeezed a hand down between her body and
Michael’s to her clit. She rolled the little bud between her
fingers and began stroking it. Their climax was coming close.
Nicolas's assault on her bum was becoming more violent; he was
balls deep into her. Michael's rock hard shaft was fucking her
nice and slow now. She herself was cumming all over his penis.
Nicolas began to cum, and it felt strange as he erupted his
hot semen inside her anus. He slowly withdrew rolling onto his
side. Michael flipped her over unto her back and brought them
both to a mind-blowing orgasm. Together they curled up on the
Duchess bed smelling of cinnamon, pine cones and hot sex. Just
for good measure, before Michael dressed Kathrina worked her
magic on his cock again until he spurted hot goo all over the
Duchess’s pillow. “That was the best celebration I’ve ever had
at a boring Christmas ball. I will certainly have to attend
one again.” Kathrina told them before they parted ways. |
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