Riding in the carriage , that was on its way to the Duchy's residence... was going to be a long trip, the place Pierre took Ophelias body was brought outside a town that was on the east side of Salem Empire from where ophelia had lived. It was going to take about 3 days to get there.... so during the time they had alone. They were able to converse more about what will occur.
Tara was currently feeling comfortable layinf her head down on Pierre's lap looking up at him.
"My lady.... what should I call you?
" Well, since I have now come to this body... I think you should call Ophelia. Since this will be home for the next hundred years. Until I go back"
"Pierre, should I get some new clothes to blend in with this world? All I have are super revealing. Dark colored clothig."
Currently Tara was wearing a dark red corset with a black mini skirt. Followed up high knee socks and knew high stiletto boots. Followed by wearing a black blazer.
Although... her clothes were indeed odd, Pierre felt that, her unique style made her even more attractive...when she was lying in his lap. He couldn't think of where to out his hands. So he had it resting on her waist, his fingers were itching..... he wonders if he'll ever have to the chance to be one with her again.
"Well. Maybe I can find something at a shop"
Then she leaned her face against his stomach and closed her eyes.
" if you like, we can stop somewhere tomorrow when it is daytime and all the shops are open"
"Oh, Pierre.. I'm so glad your by myside. I don't mind going in and causing chaos... but, it's nice having someone I can talk to and be myself with"
"I'm honored you decided to trust me and allow me to keep your secret..it feels like uts a secret that only you and I know"
She raised her legs up. And then her skirt had fell down, showing her dark red lace underwear
"Pierre, can you rub my thighs?"
Pierre looked to see Tara looking up at him
"Of course my lady"
He took his hand and started caressing her thighs... and then started putting pressure everytime he started squeezing... "mm, pierre..your so good to me"
He worked his way up her inner thighs until he started stop" did they feel okay my lady?"
" my thighs feel great, but why did you stop? You can keep going"
Pierre took his hand,and traced it up to her panties, then slide them to the side and started rubbing her her entrance
"Mmmm. Oh pierre"
Pierre started to push his finger in
Of course you could hear a squishy sound.
Squishy, squishy..
Pierre was thrusting his fingers into her hole... "mmm.. pierre!".. Tara wanting to please him. Unbuckled his black pant buckle as she turned her head and took out his member, and stuck it into her mouth., taking it all the way into her mouth, with her tongue around it. She started bobbing her head
"Ah....ah.. Ophelia... you don't have to please me.... let me do it to you.... ahh.."
As he said that, he was already about to reach climax, she increased her speed.
He dug even further with his fingers, penetrating her...
He can't stop watching her.. taking his whole member in her mouth....pleasuring him.
"My lady, will you allow me to enter you again.?
Tara's caves also wanting to feel him inside her....she took his member out , and sat up before she could climax, she took off her underwear, and sat on his lap with there parts touching each other.
Tara leaned and took his lips again, shoving her tongue inside, she started rocking her hips over his member and started grinding him...
She broke there kiss, ," yeah. You better never think of leaving me.. cause your mine now"
Pierre took one of his hands behind her head and whispered in her ears.... " of course, I'm yours do as you wish, Ophelia... whether you want me to make mess out of you every night or to have someone to rely on. "
" that's what I like to hear"
Tara wanted to dominate Pierre.. , So she lifted her sopping wet lips over his member, pierced herself, pushing his tip all the way into her walls as she sat on him.
"Ah!
Pierre opened her corset, exposing her breast. He started thrusting his hips up wards.. looking at this beautiful site.
He wanted to make mess of her.
He took one of breasts in his mouth, sucking on her nipple as she moves her hips up and down on his big member, filling her walls.
"Ahh! Ophelia!"
The carriage started rocking... and of course the horse carriage driver knew what mean... he was old enough to realize what was happening. These young folks these day. And he just kept to himself.
Back in the carriage, Pierre and Tara had switched to the missionary position, embracing each other with Tara's legs spread far apart while her knee high socks and boots were still on as she had her arms wrapped around him
" ohh, pierre!!.. keep going! Ahh!!!
"Slap, slap. Slap.
Tara squirted out on his member.
" mmm, ahh!"
"Ahh. My lady, you feel so heavenly"
With her walls dripping wet from the rain she just poured, Pierre pinned her down her hips, poured out seeds. Overfilling her walls.
"Ahh"
Once they were able to catch there breath.. Pierre kissed her forehead and then pulled out.
Soon after there passionate love making, Tara fell asleep. Of course Pierre being the gentleman he is, covered her up with his coat
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The next day , they arrived at The capital of Salem Empire
Pierre gave Tara the run down
"There's the Royal Palace on west side, Salem knight academy south oh the city. The Adventures Guild on the east and the magic tower and cathedral in the north. Right in the middle of the capital, is the town Square. Filled with shops. Such as boutiques, antique shops. Furniture shops. jewelry, weapons, armory and medicines. There are restaurants and cafes, bakerys that you will find in almost any street. There is a bank,as far as money goes our lowest currency is a copper coin, silver and gold is what the common wealth uses... and then rarest of them all is the Royal Family red coin. Then of course, you've got your pubs and brothels."
Right before entering the capital, Tara changed into black spaghetti tank top, with a long dark flower skirt, followed by a black blouse and closed pointy black heals, with her black hair even more curled. Topped off with black cat eyeliner and red lip stick and painted nails.
Tara looked at Pierre " So. Your telling me you've been to the brothels? Are they fun?" She chuckled
"What? No, I just didn't want to leave anything out.., which by the way I forgot to mention there is a beautiful wide park with a lake thats near the academy. "
Tara chuckled "okay handsome, let's go shopping
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Later on in the afternoon at the Duchys residence
Lyria was in her room getting for William's arrival ,She rang her bell and called for Patricia the head maid
*knock. Knock*
"You can come in, Patricia"
The door opened and walked in Patricia and a new maid who went by Ginger.. and just as her name she had Ginger hair with yellow eyes. A little but younger then Lyria
" what can I do for you Madam"?
"What is with your attitude? How dare you rush me to speak"
"My apologizes Madam"
"You know just because I've worked under you before, it doesn't give you the right to walk over me! Especially since I am now the Duchess"
Lyria collected her thoughts " I need you tell Chef Allen to prepare tonight's banquet dinner., I want to go over the menu but haven't seen the butler anywhere. Where has he been?"
"Madam he's been gone for 3 days now, he ran out of here in a rush and we hadn't seen him back since"
"What?, how can he not say anything? How is that going to look when I tell my husband, what a stupid man.. he doesn't have the common courtesy to tell anyone he's leaving?
" Anyways, tell Chef Allen to make shrimp cocktails and chopped salad for appetizers and to prepare roasted lamb and sauted salmon for the main course, and to prepare potato scallops and asparagus for a vegetable. For dessert, prepare a 4 tier strawberry cream short cake."
"Yes madam"
" And bring me my new dress and have this new maid attend to me, I need to be prepared for my husband's return"
"Yes madam, will Lady Ophelia and Lady Penelope also be attending?"
Oh thats right.. they haven't heard anything about the girls.
" As unfortunate as it is, lady Penelope ran away from home and as far my Ophelia goes, she had a carriage accident and died" Lyria teared up
Patricia was shocked " WHAT?? How do you know this? Why have you waited until now to tell anyone?
*Slap!* " How dare you raise your voice at me!? I am not obligated to tell you anything."
"How can I not be upset? I've known those girls since they were in diapers? How can Lady Ophelia pass away and you not say anything?"
"Get out! I will not listen to anymore of your nonsense"
The head maid headed out with Ginger trailing behind " that girl stays!"
With that ,Ginger stayed behind to help Lyria get ready.
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Evening finally arrived, Lyria had just finished getting ready, she wore light blue ball gown, with her shoulders and cleavage in display. And had her hair in a updo. With rose earrings and necklace
" You may leave now Ginger"
After Lyria spray on her rosary perfume, she headed out her down and down to the main floor.
Lyria went to check on the kitchen and staff. Then went to see the banquet hall to see how it was set up. Of course, she still didn't see the butler.... but nothing is going to ruin tonight...Leon is with his nanny, being put down to bed. all she could think about was the there reunion later on in bed...of course there's the matter of his daughters..... but I'll just mention that tomorrow. No need to bring break news when he gets home.
With that, one of the knights came and found Lyria and relayed the news that The Duke was approaching..
So, while the staff waited on the main floor to welcome there Master home.
Lyria walked outside infront of the gate and waited as wiliiam and his men approached the gate on there horses and halted.
" Welcome back" lyria said as William got off his horse, he embraced lyria and kissed on her the cheek.
"Thank you" As William said warmly
"Where is Penelope?" William looked around
" Oh, I'll tell you after we eat. I'm sure you and your men are famished."
With that, The Duke went inside the mansion with his wife so he can get cleaned up and go have supper with his knights and family.
"You look beautiful Lyria"