The Gauntlet
Copyright© 2019 by KingBandor
Chapter 24
Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 24 - In 1385 France, Sir Jean de Carrouges challenged Squire Jacques le Gris to a duel to the death for the alleged rape of the knight's wife, Marguerite. Was it really rape, or were they loves?
Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa NonConsensual Rape Romantic True Story Historical Cheating Revenge Violence
Château de Carrouges
February 1386
“Jean, I beg you,” Marguerie pleaded with her husband. “do not take this to the Count. Nothing good will come from pursuing vengeance. Le Gris is the Count’s man.”
Jean stared at his wife, with his rage barely under control. “How can you ask me to not seek vengeance? He raped you, and he will pay. I swear to God, I shall have justice!”
“There will be no justice for us in Argentan!” Marguerite argued. “If you go there and accuse Le Gris, they will destroy you. What Le Gris did to me was horrible, but losing you would make it far worse. I cannot live without you.”
Jean paced the room nervously. He was filled with a need to do damage to Le Gris and anyone else who stood in his way. He had suffered too many humiliations at the hands of Jacques le Gris to just accept what he has done.
“I cannot live with the shame of what he did to you, without confronting him and seeing him punished,” Jean explained to his wife. “What kind of man would I be if I did nothing?”
“A living one!” Marguerite answered.
“I would rather die than lose my honor,” Jean replied.
“Would you have your son grow up without his father?” Marguerite asked, her hand rubbing on her abdomen. Jean hesitated, the import of his wife’s words sinking in.
“You are with child?” Jean asked, sounding shocked.
Marguerite nodded. “I am, and I know it is a boy.”
“I see. How do you know it is mine?” Jean asked bitterly. “How do you know it is not Le Gris’ bastard in your belly?”
“I am too far along for it to be his,” Marguerite explained. “You don’t remember? The night before you left for Paris, you had me. You were exhausted and sick, but I used my mouth on you until you were ready, then I sat on your cock, and you spilled your seed inside me. That night you made your heir.”
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