Chapter 4

“I told Emelia to stand up which she did. I walked over to a small armchair and moved it so that it was facing the couch about three feet away. I told her to sit in the chair, which she did.” Said Rolf.

“Now Emilia, spread your legs and drape them over the arms of the chair, I want a clear view of your lovely blonde cunt. Good. Now I want you to stroke your pussy with your fingers. I want you to massage your clit and work at making yourself cum, while I watch.” Rolf said.

“She looked at me but said nothing. I watched as she spread her legs and began to rub her fingers over her wet pussy. Her hair was slightly mussed from my blowjob and her nipples were hard and erect. Now, I could begin my interrogation of my new prisoner.” Rolf said.”

“How old were you when you sucked your first cock?” I asked.

“She hesitated for a moment and looked down.” Rolf said.

“So, you have decided you do not need my help?” I asked.

“No, no! I need your help, but these are painful things you ask about.” She said quietly.

“Answer my question or I will leave.” I told her.

“I was eighteen when I sucked my first cock.” She said.

“How old are you now?” I asked.

“I am thirty six.” She replied.

“So, you have been sucking cock for one half of your life?” I asked.

She nodded, “Yes.”

“Who’s cock was the first you sucked?” I asked.

“It was my cousin, Antoine.” She replied.

“Now tell me all about that. I want details.” I told her.

“It happened the summer I turned eighteen at my uncle’s chateau in the Loire Valley. He was my father’s brother and Antoine was his son. We always spend August in the country every year. I had always liked Antoine. He was a year older than me and very handsome. He had been away at school in Switzerland so I had not seen him in a while. One afternoon after lunch when our families were out in the garden, he and I went into his room to read books. While we were reading, he rose from his chair and came to mine.

He was holding a book which he turned to show me. It was an erotic drawing. It showed a woman on her knees before a man and the man’s cock was in her mouth. He asked me if I had ever seen something like this, I blushed and said, no. He said that at school he had experienced such an event, that it was glorious and he wished to experience it again. He wanted to know if I would help him. I shook my head, no. He threw the book down, grabbed me by my arms, pulled me from my chair and began kissing me. I was too surprised to resist at first and he kissed me harder.

He then said that his father was wealthier than my father and that my father had borrowed money to pay some of his debts. He said that I could help or hurt my father by my actions. If I did as he told me, he would make sure his father continued to help my father. But if I refused he would persuade his father to cut off the loans. I looked at him and he looked slightly wild and a little crazy. I did not know this Antoine, he had changed.” She said.