"True enough." He grunts, opening a door, beyond which Olga awaits. She smiles, seeing the two of them. "Hey, sis! So...asked him?" The blonde man grins. "She did." Olga gulps. "And you said..." The knight advances on her. "Why don't I show you?" He leans forwards, kissing Olga. The younger sister's eyes fly wide open in shock, her skin flushing red, but soon she moans into his mouth, enjoying the kiss. The blonde whispers into Olga's ear, and she giggles, before gulping. Olga walks towards Larisa, and closing the door, leans forwards to kiss Larisa passionately, hands going around the witch's waist.
Louise stirs, but remains out of it. "I've known Marguerite since she was a young nun. Clever, sexy, and horny. What more could a man ask for? She's a tad too queasy to be entrusted with your kind of work, but put her in front of hellspawn and she'll tear them apart with her bare hands if necessary. A fine servant of God. And highly enthusiastic in bed. I dare say you might enjoy her company, even without your regular methods of persuasion." He chuckles. "Who knows? Maybe you'll enjoy having a woman spread her legs for you willingly for once?" The cardinal stands. "How old are you, Arne? 5 and 30? You're getting old enough to become a bishop, soon. Succeed at this task, and the sky's the limit. I'll make sure his holiness himself knows your name. In a matter of years you could be a cardinal.
Larisa had to share the same awkward surprise as her sister. Whatever the knight said, it didn't take her much convincing. Larisa didn't really push her away, but was just more surprised that she would do such a taboo act right in front of someone she just met. While she had been well aware of Olga's lust for her own sister, they really didn't have this kind of relationship and Larisa was a little awkward at how to respond, but found herself putting her tongue back into her own sister's mouth without really thinking about it. She couldn't quite get into it instantly, but as her body started to gradually relax, her legs came wrapping around Olga's while they stood directly in front of the knight, their make out session getting increasingly heated with Larisa almost completely failing to notice her fingers wander downwards to loosen Olga's blouse.
Waking up from her nap, Allune rubbed her eyes before getting up from her comfy bed. She was surprised to find a package from her father so soon, since they've just arrived at this castle. Well, the silver arrows will help nicely. "Ah, excuse me, could you bring me some parchment, and ink? I'd like to return a letter to my father." She said to the maid before dismissing her. When she saw the second package, she was even more surprised. She thought it would be a silver dagger, but when she opened it. Allune was glad the maid had left already, she immediately shut the door, and headed to her bed as she read Svitrigaila's letter. Her cheeks immediately blush, especially when she held out the lingerie, and the cock shaped object the lord had sent her. Allune hides the toy under her luggage, making sure it was hidden. Before staring at the red lingerie. Well... it's skimpy... but the quality is good, that should be more comfortable... right? And no one's going to see it anyway... so... Allune strips completely, and puts on the skimpy lingerie, before donning her tight gambeson, brigandine, and pants. No one else will notice so... what's the harm? She thought to herself as she heads out, she decides to look around to see what's happened after her seemingly long nap.
Ophelia raised an eyebrow at her brother's reaction to the letter. “What's wrong? It's not that bad that father is coming, is it?” She asked, curious.
'Hmm, then maybe we should keep them from achieving that,' Angelo nodded, 'I'll follow your lead. What can I do to help?'
Arne grabs Marzena hair, filling her mouth with his cum. He then puts his pants in order. "If you say so, Cardinal, I shall extend a thrust to my fellow inquisitor." Arne said as he got up. "I do enjoy my lifestyle Cardinal. Don't tell me you didn't enjoy fucking inquisitor Gade, when I delivered her. There is something exciting about hunting down and dominating the heretics." Arne bows. "But I am not a man without ambition or blind. The reward you are offering, I will do my best to deliver." As the cardinal departs, Arne prepares to leave for baltic lands...
Putting the undergarment on, Allune can't help but feel a burst of pride, and even lust, at the sight of her reflection. She imagines men and women alike seeing her, driven into a mad lust at the sight. As she finishes dressing, the maid returns, handing Allune some paper, ink and a quill.
"What you've been doing so far. Accompany me, and do your best." She puts a hand on his shoulder. "I've been very impressed, Angelo."
Getting closer, her fingers lightly brushed along Olga’s skin, teasing all the sensitive parts as the witch worked her hand down to her sister’s ass, reaching from behind to let her fingers run over her underwear, reaching where she could rub along Olga’s pussy lips, pressing deeply so her touch could be felt through the cloth. Falling backwards to the floor, Olga ended up on top while Larisa locked lips with her then held her by the waist to lift her butt upwards and give the knight who had been watching a look. She was surprised that she was really doing this, but Olga seemed to want this badly so she gave a light kiss against her sister’s neck while showing off the easy target of Olga’s body.
Mszczuj walk by corridoors, looking for his men. Their host probably put them to stables or rooms for service so it should't be too hard to find them. "Nice castle by the way. Not too big, but it is strong enough to hold back army, as last weeks show up." He said to himself, holding hand on handpiece of his sword.
“You what?” Ophelia raised an eyebrow at her brother, then turned to look at Felina. The maid was still waiting nearby, but had tactfully moved away so that she would not be able to hear the siblings talk. “Is this why she has been... unavailable recently?” The nobleman asked as she turned back to her brother. “Well, I am sorry to say, but that's one issue I can't help you with, bro. You'll have to handle this on your own, I am afraid.” She shrugged.
"It has its charm." The fat man grins. "Oh, and speaking of Sister Gade, it turns out that Sister Marguerite wasn't particularly fond of her. In fact, they hated each other. Apparently Gade broke one of Marguerite's friends or playthings. I don't know the details. You might want to mention it to her. It can't hurt to have her knowing that you did her a favour, even if you didn't mean to." His smile turns malicious. "Oh, and it turns out our little Filipa had herself a child, a daughter. According to my man, she looks just like her mother. She recently married a merchant's son in Saxony. Whether you want to do anything with that information is up to you, though. Anyway, enjoy the Baltic." He passes Arne a slip of paper and walks away.
Olga continues to make out with Larisa, as the knight approaches, lifting the skirts of her dress. He caresses Olga's ass, the sensation combining with that of Larisa's touches to her pussy, makes the younger sister moan out. The knight takes the opportunity to lean over Olga's shoulder, beginning to make out with Larisa. Olga recovers, her hands tugging down the witch's dress. Her hands go to stimulate Larisa's pussy, while she begins to lick and nibble at her breasts.
"Oh, I will be sure to pay her a visit." Arne smiles wickedly. "Goodbye, your eminence." He said as he read a paper he was given. After that, he gathered his retinue and started his travel to baltic.
