As dusk fell Edith was slung, bound hand and foot and wrapped in hessian, over the back of the magistrates horse. The Sheriff and the Constable follow...d up the hill to the gloomy almost deserted castle. Canonsford Castle's glorious days as a formidable fortress were now in the past, it would now be largely forgotten until many years later it would be hurriedly repaired and defended by Royalists before its final almost complete destruction by Cromwell's roundheads.Ediths bonds were removed as. She shivered. As her head dropped forward, he caressed her breast. He could feel the nipple push back at him through the scratchy cloth. The robe was held by only a belt, letting his hand slip under it to feel the left breast through the light, smooth, cloth of the nightgown. That nipple stiffened more, and she stiffened with it. Then she gasped. He looked up to see her staring at their reflection. "It's only ourselves," he said."It feels like somebody's watching."He moved away to close the. He brought the cloth down under my nose and I suddenly sensed the mood change in him. The cloth touched my lips and I relaxed my jaw as more and more of the cloth filled my mouth, 'That's a good girl', he whispered softly into my ear, and then I felt his hand move under my dress, 'Just relax, I'm going to fuck you', his voice was tight and expectant, what a nice feeling to be able to walk into a park and fuck the first girl you meet, flashed through me mind, as he reached further up my skirt. He grabs you by the wrist and pulls you to your feet, dragging you towards the balcony where he holds you in his strong hands. You scream and fight him the best you can but he's more powerful than you. Even when you wriggle a hand free and scratch his face with your nails, drawing blood on his cheek, he is quick to restrain you again.He bends you over the railing of the balcony and pins you in place with his forearm digging into your back while his other hand lifts your skirt up. Looking down.