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Thread: The Beast and his Beauty

There was no way in hell that she was going to entertain the idea of allowing such a foul man to make decisions that she could still make at this point she would rather starve, especially if his horrible intentions to create a family were true. She was a princess damnit! As she sat lay on the bed, body right wrapped in the warm comfort of the heavy goose down, she nibbled her bottom lip and thought of home. It had been an entire day since the attack, she just prayed that her parents, both of them were still alive. The tjought of losing both of them made her eyes well up with tears. She wanted to go home, she hated where she was, and the man just down stairs was her only company. Even despite that fact, she was not about to openly seek him out for conversation, not after what he had done to her. Softly she sighed and pulled the blankets tighter around her, feeling the warmth finally seep into her chilled skin. It wasn't long before the princess we fast asleep, dreaming of fire and war .
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Thread: A Victorian Incestuous Song

While the snow gently falls outside, two women reaches to a final agreement inside the finely decorated living room of filled by expansive paintings and gold made decorations over master-crafted furniture, denouncing its owner wealth, or previous wealth, as it seem. Apart from the cold outside, the women share black tea served on imported china usual to good families from the English Empire, while their bodies kept warmed by the burning log at the ornamented fireplace, topped by a huge picture displaying a Navy Officer, escorted by his lovely young daughter and his austere wife. Not by chance or coincidence, the same woman in the picture is sitting in the room, gallantly dressing a long black gown and wearing makeup and jewelry enough to show her privileged position as a Navy Officer wife but not flaring too much about her position. At the other hand, a noble baroness sits, idly swinging her hanging foot, wine colored dress covering her crossed legs and smirking to the concerned woman, a cloth covered by valuable jewels standing on the table at her side, where she places a cup of tea. The silence, denotes a moment of choice, where one woman awaits for the answer to a scandalous proposal, but a broken woman painfully considers her options. She is not entirely new to this game, but now, it involves a piece of hr life the world expects to be kept holy and sacred. After some consideration, the tortured woman looks to a large piano - both a piece of decoration and an usual tool for social meeting and family moments - as if daydreaming about the musical instrument, before nodding Yes, she will be here in a moment. With a simple gesture, she reaches a small ringing bell next to her cup of tea, sounding a shrilling noise usually used to call upon the servants and maids. But today its not for maids. Today, it calls for a maiden. Today, it calls for her daughter.
Thread: A Victorian Incestuous Song

Victoria was sitting comfortably in her room reading a book by a lamp. Her long blond hair was tied up in a tight bun. She turned the pages of her book getting lost in a story of love, tender embraces, and stolen kisses. So lost was she in this world she barely noticed the bell ringing. Marking the page in the book, she set it to the side and stood up making her way to the sitting room. She knew her mother was having tea with the baroness. Victoria also knew that her mother and she were experiencing financial difficulties. Straightening her dark brown dress around her hour glass form, she walked in to the table where her mother and the baroness sat. Yes mother? She asked as she folded her dainty long fingered hands in front of her.
Thread: A Victorian Incestuous Song

The blonde Baroness Lucretia watches as Victoria moved inside the living room with a smirk in her lips like someone who is hiding a secret, straightening her back by the interest on the girl arriving the room. She is a little bit younger than Georgina, the Navy Officer's wife and Victoria's Mother, but still, much older than the girl. Not much heard from Lady Lucretia, all the girl knew about the Baroness were that people usually referred to her by her first name, not the last one, what is odd to any educated young lady. Also, that in the previous weeks, she became much more closer to her mother, Georgina, and that her mother paid the Baroness a visit last week. the Baroness, dressed in her fancy wine color dress and wearing a hat, exchanges a silent nod with Georgina, in a sort of secret communication. Georgina, even with a troubled face, forces herself into a smile, looking to her daughter I asked you to come meet the Baroness. She saw you once or twice, and became very impressed by you, my dear. She was curious about your beauty and talents. I told her you are skilled at the piano, and that you would be glad by playing to her amusement. Amusement is a well chosen word, my dear Georgina! - the Baroness interrupts the housewife's speech for a moment, commanding to be retaken with a simple nod, which Georgina reads and and understands So, my dear, i wish you be kind to the Baroness in all aspects. - After a tense pause - I also told her how obedient you are to your mother, a full of affection and care daughter, as she wants to testimony yous obedience to your mother. I assume the Baroness also would like to ask you some question, i want you reply her with honesty. - Another pause comes, as the copper-brunette looks down, placing one of her silk gloved hands over her chest, covering the cleavage of her ample bust, in a moment of weakness to proceed - You know we are having a troubled tie. You are grown enough to know about that and share the responsibility to solve the situation. The Baroness already gave me some help last week, and now she is about to become our protector if... - Another exchange of nods comes in play, Georgina looking forced to finish her phrase and struggling to pick adequate words - ...if you... we... collaborate on the Baroness little mimes. The Baroness smiles, clapping her hands just after Georgina's speech very well placed, my dear. I could not do better myself! Wonderful! - She swallows her final sip of tea, looking to Victoria. I am very interested on knowing if you are an obedient daughter and how desperate you two are to acquire a... Maecenas to take care of you. - She observes Victoria's dress for a moment, before proceeding - Any marriage proposal? A beloved one? Someone you care much about? Perhaps someone not suitable for a proper marriage? - Baroness Lucretia looks eager to talk, know and interact to Victoria.
Thread: A Victorian Incestuous Song

Victoria looked at her mother then to the baroness and nodded softly to signal she did play the piano. However her mother began to speak in riddles. No baroness, I do not have a beloved. As my mother said before, we have been busy trying to keep ourselves afloat. I have been doing some piece work but sadly the bills and such have been very great. She remained standing and looked at the ladies at the table. But i would do whatever my mother told me to do. She said.
Thread: A Victorian Incestuous Song

Great, says the Baroness with a smile, her face revealing she has plans to both mother and daughter, but Victoria still blinded about what is going on and what the two women have in mind. I am petty sure you mother have been missing you today. Why don't you sit on her lap and give her a long and tender kiss? How old are you, Victoria? I love pretty clothing. Do you like pretty clothing too? Why don't you tell e a little about you? When mentioned a lap sitting, Georgina straights her back and accommodates on the chair, making sure there will be room enough for Victoria be over her. Her tension may be felt and Victoria may understand something strange is going on between the two women. Something she s not able to understand yet, but something strange enough to make her mother uncomfortable. At some point, face to such interrogation, considerations about a marriage proposal floats over Victoria's head and this wold be all this chat about.
Thread: A Victorian Incestuous Song

Victoria blushed and nodded and walked over to her mother and sat in her lap blushing violently. Moving into her arms she kissed her softly on the cheek. Looking at the baroness, she blushed and nodded. I love beautiful clothing. I can sew, play the piano and violin, and dance. She smiled and looked at the baroness painfully aware she was sitting on her mothers lap.
Thread: A Victorian Incestuous Song

The Baroness smiles, pleased both by the scene and Victoria's statement, looking excited for what is about to come. With a nods, she says a silent Go to Georgina, who also silently replies with a nod, then lowering her hand and reaching Victoria's dress, rising the first layer of her daughter's gown and exposing the petticoat. Lucretia, smiles more under her black veil attached to the small hat, inspecting the first layer with an approving nod, before the mother moves to the next step, rising the petticoat itself, exposing her daughter's legs. The Baroness moan, finding a more comfortable position of her chair, as the broken mother, delicately adjusts her daughter's clothes up in such a manner it may show feet, legs and her hips, the brown dress folded over itself, accumulating lots of fabric over Victoria's belly. Does the vision on my lovely daughter pleases the Baroness? Yes, it does. Indeed! - The Baroness Lucretia replies, almost in a moan, taking real pleasure from the vision, but her next comment scares to young girl But there is a long road to forge our friendship to a point where I will be motivated to sponsor you and your daughter, my dear. Go on just as our collusive Georgina limits to a Naturally, Madam. before touching Victoria's legs, placing them apart just a little bit. The enough to becoming a sexual stance. With a delicate touch, Georgina turns her daughter's fearful face, their noses almost touching, while the girl feels her mother breathing over her face. The Baroness crosses her legs, incapable of calming down her hips, under a desperate restrained desire to rub her sex against something. Perhaps against someone. Slowly, Georgina opens her mouth saying Kiss mommy as her warm tongue escapes her place to touch Victoria's lips for the very first time.
Thread: A Victorian Incestuous Song

Victoria felt as if she was in a dream. More of a nightmare. Whimpering, she shifted a bit as her mother undid the top buttons of her dress and pulled them down to reveal her petticoat and the first part of her corset. Victoria blushed and wondered why her mother was doing this. She began to breath harder as the temperature of the room rose several degrees. Her body began to suddenly feel tight and strange as her mother lifted the hem of her dress. To reveal first her shoes which were small boots that laced to her ankles. Then to her black cotton knee highs disappearing under her petticoat. A hot sensation burned between her legs, but Victoria said nothing. She would not disrespect her mother in front of the baroness. She would not jeopardize the future of her family. Her legs were spread which was a relief. She could feel the cool room reach between her legs and soothe her a touch. Looking up, she looked into her mothers face. Her soft blue eyes asking her mother why, but all she got was a kiss mommy. Embarrassment, like a wave washed hot and fresh anew over her body and settled in her stomach. She didn't know how to kiss. Leaning forward she kissed her mother but shivered feeling her mothers tongue dip between her lips. She could feel the rich black tea and sugar. Unaware of what she was doing, she tilted her head and began to run her own tongue along her mothers as her eyes drifted closed.
Thread: A Victorian Incestuous Song

Georgina allows her tongue to drift inside Victoria's mouth, looking for her daughter's tongue until, when the meeting occurs, both organs rub one against each other performing a delicate dance of incestual lesbian pleasure, plucking a set of delightful moans from the baroness, the great Architect and overseer of this sin. The Navy Officer's herself cannot restrain or hide her hard breathing when her lips leaves reddish lipstick marks over Victoria's skin. One of the lady's hand lightly touches her daughter's soft skin, caressing the girl's face cheek while the other hand follows down through a more sinful road, first flanking Victoria's corset, then running down to the young girl's waist. From there, a jump over Victoria's folded clothes takes the mother's hand right over the black stockings Victoria wears. Georgina trembles, as for the first time she touches and caresses her daughter that way, a new and spinning experience for both mother and daughter. The older kissing woman then leans her body towards her new lover, and Victoria may feel her mother's ample bust pressing against her fragile torso. Lovely! - Lucretia applauses - This is the best play I ever watched ! Georgina breaks the kiss, both mother and daughter recovering the breath not from the intensity of the kiss itself , but from the intensity of the thoughts and emotions both had on such confusing situation. Could you two, please, continue under a less dressed circumstance? - The Baroness politely demands. The mother nods to her daughter, hoping the other will follow, before standing and unfastening her own dress lace after lace, slowly and silently. Then, she struggles a little against the dress' sleeves, nervous for facing the odd situation. When the mature woman finishes, her entire gown falls down to the floor, revealing a red underwear corset. A garter belt linking to whitish stockings adds a fancy look to the composition, having black high heeled shoes as the final touch. The whole vision delights the Baroness, who stands up appreciating the desperate woman's partial nakedness. Georgina straights her body, forcing even more the pair of orbs on her chest against the corset, squeezing them and shaping her cleavage. Victoria may physically feel when the two full grown ladies turn their eyes over her. Both seems to be interested on her body. Both seems to demand her nudity.
Thread: A Victorian Incestuous Song

Victoria groaned feeling the electricity of her mothers hands holding her and messaging her face. She felt her mothers hand sliding down the front of her corset and down between her legs. She felt her mother pull back. Gasping she looked at her mother. Her body became just aware of how hot she was. As her mother stood up, she was forced to stand herself. She watched her mother strip down to her corset. Her mother was so beautiful. Blushing, she watched both adult eyes look at her. She saw in her mothers eyes what she wanted her to do. Biting her lip, she unbuttoned her sleeves and pulled her long slender arms out of the sleeves. Wiggling out of her dress, it fell in a heavy heap around her feet. She shifted wearing her corset over her petticoat. She looked at them and bit her lip. She was trembling and covered in a blush. She was a simple 17 years old. But she was a remarkable beauty.
Thread: A Victorian Incestuous Song

Georgina moves steps out of her dress, her thighs decorated by red delicate laces, her voluptuous body trembling at every movement, she moves to behind Victoria - one hand carefully taking one of the teenager's hand and the other, softly placed over the girl's back, guiding and advancing a couple of steps away from the heavy gowns. Then, Georgina placing each hand over Victoria's hands, spreads the girl's arms, like an offering to the Baroness on an altar of lesbian desire. Victoria may feel her mother's breath on her neck, as heavy and quick as herself, while the ample bust, contained by the fancy corset, is pressed against the teen's back. Under the wine tainted fishnet veil, Lucretia's eyes inspects both, mother and daughter, but it is obvious that the daughter is in the foreground. Coming closer, the Baroness places her silk gloves hand over Victorias cheek, caressing the girl, before moving her slender fingers to caress the girl's lips, stained in red by her mothers make up. Once again, a silent look exchange and a nod are enough to instruct Georgina, who from behind, places her nostrils over her own daughters ear, breathing hard on purpose and producing little, soft moans. While performing her part as a good and trained actress, Georgina opens her eyes, looking to the Baroness as this one talks I hope you understand two points necessary for me to investing my precious resources, Victoria. Lucretia says, her fingers playing with the teens delicate lips full of lust in her eyes I may only come to help those who have a strong and solid friendship with me. Your mother and I are already forming such friendship. One that only women may develop. Discreet, that is true, but intense, we may form up a wonderful circle of friends supporting one each other. The Baroness moves aside, having a privileged position so now she my rest a hand upon Victorias belly, while her other hand, away from the girls view, may equally delicately caress Georginas exposed but, as she follows her twisted logic. But you are also an important piece in this game Victoria. I want to be sure you are a lady of my level and my tastes. Also, I need to be sure your are adequately educated, obedient and, above all, a loving daughter ready to support, serve and love your mother. Lucretia takes Victorias hand, moving the teenage to the piano and sitting her half naked on the large red upholstered bench. A song! Anyone. One of your preference. The Baroness commands aloud, like an enchantment summoning, inviting all to a moment of idyllic pleasure. But before Victoria may do anything, the Baroness returns to guide the mother exposing her voluptuous body to sit next to her daughter. Now the scene is complete! Lucretia says with a smile, nodding in approval to Victoria start playing, but when the girl places her hands over the keyboard, Georgina rests a hand over the teens thigh, while the other hand embraces her daughters waist gently. Play, my dear. Mother commands daughter in a moaning whisper at the ear.
Thread: A Victorian Incestuous Song

She stepped with her mother. Her face and neck and shoulders covered with a blush as her mother spread her arms for the baroness. She felt the baroness' hands on her, heard her mothers heavy breathing and body pressed against her. Mane watched the baroness her face covered in a blush but she bit her lip. I understand, m'lady. She said quietly. Victoria sat at the piano and was instructed to play anything she wanted. But before she could, her mother who was out of her corset was set beside her. Victoria protected her mothers modesty by not looking. Setting her fingers to the keys, she felt her mothers hands on her thigh and waist and she began to play a newer jay tier tune. Her fingers began to move effortlessly over the keys.
Thread: A Victorian Incestuous Song

Apart from the odd situation, both women have been very gentle and kind to Victoria so far, every gesture, touch and rub, a delicate deal, stearing the younger lady into the dangerous game of passion and incest. The Baroness stands behind the sitting women, using the piano play as a background soundtrack to unfasten Georgina's corset in order to expose the ample bust, hard nipples framed by a large aureola. The mother accepts the gesture, while he daughter moves the musical piece note by note. Pleased by the scene, Lucretia places one hand on the head top of each females, standing in appreciation to the song as a priestess of a deprived cult. At some point of the song, Victoria feels the wet and warm touch of Georgina's tongue, first over her ear and then, over her face cheek, slowly and softly caressing her daughter as if a cat cleaning its offspring. Lucretia, in ecstasy, moans There is nothing more beautiful than the love between mother and daughter. - And the more Victoria feels the wet and warm licks and the pressure of Georgina's breast against her, harder becomes to focus.
Thread: A Victorian Incestuous Song

She sighed shutting her eyes as her mother licked over her body. Victoria wanted to touch and feel those breasts of her mother. But she was instructed to play. So play she did. She shut her eyes and moaned softly feeling the warmth of her mother and the heat in her own body. She sighed shivering softly.
Thread: A Victorian Incestuous Song

Her corset set loose, Georgina rubs the ample breast against her daughter's arm, feeling the soft skin caressing her hardened nipples, even if not on purpose, while one of her hands moved to feel the soft fabric covering Victoria's modesty, pressing between the girl's legs gently while both mother and daughter are observed by the Baroness, their patient corrupter. Victoria feels her mother saliva getting colder on her face, while the mature woman kisses and licks a little lower, now attacking the passive girl's neck, red marks of lipstick and little hickeys overlapping one each other against alb skin. Lucretia admires as Georgina haves her hip and circular motions, while sitting on the bench, as a clear sign of her good working on making mother desire her own daughter on incestuous lesbianism. If the desperate woman were pretending, then she deserved a prize for her performance and the Baroness, for sure didn't want knowing the truth. The red wine dressed noble woman places her fingers in action, fully unfastening Georgina's corset to get rid of the garment from her perfect scene, creating more space for the two large orbs bounce to the song. Once again, she admires her work, as mother caresses her daughter under a very improper way, all she loved to think and watch, all to the sound of Victoria's piano song.
Thread: A Victorian Incestuous Song

Victoria blushed as her mothers hand pressed against her pussy. Looking forward, she moaned shutting her eyes. As her mothers breast became free, she looked down at her breasts. Wanting to bury her head between those large full, warm breasts. She longed to taste the nipples that adorned the proud globes. But she was instructed to play, and she would continue to play until her mother told her otherwise. With a smile, she spread her legs further knowing her mother would feel the wetness between her legs through the thin petticoat. Rolling her hips, she watched the far walls moaning softly.
Thread: A Victorian Incestuous Song

Once again, Lucretia smiles, looking down to the scene she created. One of many she is planning to set up. She is very focused! - The Baroness exclaims admiring Victoria's concentration on the piece played, not disturbed by her mother's touch or the general odd situation. Georgina, darling? I think cute Victoria here deserves a reward for her efforts. Perhaps your daughter may be hungry. Is not that time to feed her? Looking up to her new friend, Georgina blinks for a moment, trying to figure the clues presented. After a couple of endless seconds she realizes the meaning of Lucretia's words, moving both her hands from Victoria to grab her own voluptuous breasts at its base, offering it towards her daughter. Are you hungry, my dear? - Georgina asks Victoria in a trembling voice, almost ashamed for say such words to her child. At least, with that sort of intentions. More! I want more! - The Baroness state, interfering the moment and instigating Georgina to act more convincing. Come and such from my tits! - The woman commands to her daughter in a more blunting tone, taking a little glance to the baroness for approval from her dirty director. Mommy demands you suck deep from my tits. Feed, dear! I am sure you need mommy that much!. Now, Lucretia is pleased. Now Lucretia will watch sex between mother and daughter.