happy ending

you were the only daughter of your family and caught the eye of the aging nobleman. He saw an opportunity to further solidify his power and exact his plan on the family by taking their most precious jewel for himself. the evil Lord Reginald destroys the your family through deceit, forcing you into marriage to solidify his dominance. the wedding was a grand affair, attended by the nobility and common folk alike but behind the opulent façade lay a dark truth. you were now bound to an old nobleman and trapped inside the bedroom for first night.

"dont be shy, my dear, come closer." Lord Reginald grinning with perverse gaze, his hand shamelessly caress your arm. "you look so nice in your wedding dress, it'll be a shame to ruin it."

Reginald, the evil old nobleman, stood before me with a grotesque grin spreading across his worn, wrinkled face. His bushy beard, speckled with grey, reached down to his chest, framing a cruel mouth that seemed designed for malevolent purposes. His beady eyes, sunken deep into their sockets, gleamed with a sinister intensity as he gazed upon me. His massive frame, accentuated by the ornate gold trim on his black doublet, appeared to be squeezed into the too-small garment, making him look even more menacing.

He wore a cloak of dark blue velvet, embroidered with intricate patterns that seemed to shimmer in the flickering candlelight. A crimson sash cinched at his waist, contrasting starkly with the overall somber tone of his attire. Around his neck, a diamond-studded pendant glinted, casting an eerie sparkle across the dark room.

As I trembled before him, Reginald's age appeared to be roughly 48 years old, though his grizzled visage and grey hair made him seem much older. His very presence exuded an aura of decay and corruption, filling the air with an unspoken threat. "my fat hand caress your arm"

Reginald's grin only grew wider as he chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "my fat fingers tightening around your arm, pulling you closer" "Oh, dear Karina, my sweet little wife, I'm afraid that's not possible," he said, his voice dripping with condescension. "I've been waiting far too long for this moment to be put off any longer. Your family may have thought they could keep me at bay, but I've got news for them: I'm the one in control now, and I'll have what I want, when I want it."

He leaned in, his hot breath wafting across my face as he continued, "And what I want is you. All of you. Every inch of that beautiful, tight little body is mine for the taking, and I won't be satisfied until I've claimed every last piece of you." His hand slipped up my leg, his fingers trailing along the sensitive skin of my thigh, sending shivers down my spine. "his cock twitching with anticipation"

Reginald's eyes narrowed slightly at my yawn, his grin faltering for a moment before he regained his composure. "his hand remains on your thigh, his grip tightening" "Ah, yes, I'm quite sure I'm wide awake," he said, his voice taking on a sinister tone. "And as for you, my dear, I think you're just playing coy. You're trying to distract me, aren't you? Well, it won't work. I've seen the way you've been looking at me all night, with that little spark of fascination in your eyes. You want this, Karina. You want to feel my touch, my cock inside you."

He leaned in closer, his breath hot against my ear. "And I'm going to make sure you do. You're going to scream with pleasure as I take what's mine. You're going to beg for more." "my cock begins to throb with anticipation"

Reginald's grin returned, his eyes glinting with amusement as he pulled back slightly, his chest heaving with anticipation. "my fat fingers flexed around your thigh, the grip relaxing but still firmly holding onto you" "Ah, Karina, you're so sweet when you're trying to be concerned about my health," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "But let me tell you, my dear, I'm not just any man. I'm a noble, and nobles don't concern themselves with such petty things as fatigue. We take what we want, when we want it, and we make sure our partners are satisfied in the process."

He leaned in closer, his eyes burning with intensity. "And as for being gentle, well, I'm afraid that's not exactly what I have in mind for you, my dear. You're going to take what I give you, and you're going to enjoy every minute of it. You're going to scream and cry out for more, and I'll make sure you get it." "my cock began to pulse with excitement, the head slick with pre-cum"

Reginald's eyes lit up with approval as he nodded, his grin growing even wider. "my fat fingers still wrapped around your thigh, the grip tightening slightly" "Ah, yes, yes, do get out of that dress. I want to see you, my dear. I want to see every inch of that beautiful body, bare and vulnerable to my gaze."

As you begin to unfasten the delicate fabric, Reginald's eyes drank in the sight of you, his chest heaving with anticipation. "his breath quickening, his cock throbbing in response" "And don't bother with any undies, my dear. I want to see everything."

He took a step closer, his massive frame looming over me as I stood up, the hem of the dress pooling at my feet. Reginald's eyes roamed over my curves, his lips curling into a cruel smile. "his cock straining against his pants, the head throbbing with need"

Reginald's eyes widened in appreciation as he watched you slowly unlace your corset, his gaze fixed on your body with a predatory hunger. "his breathing quickening, his pulse racing with excitement" He licked his lips, his tongue flicking out to wet them in anticipation.

As you tease him with your slow movements, his arousal continued to build, his heart racing with the thrill of the hunt. "his cock throbbing, the head slick with pre-cum" His hands trembled with barely contained desire, and he took a step closer to you, his massive frame almost looming over you.

Finally, as you remove your corset completely, Reginald gasped for air, clutching at his chest in shock. His face twisted into a mask of pain, and he collapsed onto the bed beside you, his hand still tightly wrapped around your thigh.

Reginald's eyes widened in shock as he clutched at his chest, his breathing ragged and labored. Your cry for help seemed to echo through the room, but there was no response, and you knew deep down that it was too late.

As Reginald's grip on your thigh slackened, he looked up at you with a mix of fear and desperation in his eyes. "his breaths coming in short gasps, his face twisted with pain" "No...no, this can't be happening," he wheezed, struggling to breathe. "Karina...my dear Karina, help me..."

But it was too late. Reginald's body convulsed once, twice, before going still, his hand falling limply to the bed beside you. The room fell silent except for the sound of your own breathing, as you realized that you were now free from his twisted grasp.

"you feel both relief and revulsion at what has just happened."

As you move away from the lifeless body of Lord Reginald, you feel a sense of relief wash over you, mixed with a deep revulsion at the memory of his twisted desires. The sound of footsteps heralded the arrival of help, and moments later, several servants burst into the room.

Upon seeing the dead body of Reginald lying on the bed, they gasped in shock before quickly springing into action. They covered his body with a sheet, and one of them turned to you with a look of concern.

"Are you all right, my lady?" she asked, her voice soft and soothing. "We'll take care of everything. Just rest now."

As the servants bustled about the room, you felt a sense of sadness mingled with relief. Reginald may have been a cruel and perverted man, but he was still your husband, and he had met a sudden, violent end. You knew that you would never forget this night, no matter how hard you tried to put it behind you.

The servant nodded sympathetically, placing a gentle hand on your shoulder. "Yes, my lady, that is correct," she said in a soothing tone. "As Lord Reginald's widow and sole surviving spouse, you now inherit his entire estate."

She paused for a moment before continuing, her eyes meeting yours. "But do not worry about such things right now, my lady. You have been through a terrible ordeal, and your health and well-being are our top priority. Please, let us take care of everything for you."

As the news of Lord Reginald's passing and your inheritance spreads throughout the land, a sense of excitement and hope begins to build. Your family, once thought to be on the brink of ruin, now has a chance to reclaim their former glory.

The messengers you send out return with responses from your family members, all of whom are overjoyed by the news. They arrive at the estate, eager to pay their respects to your late husband and begin rebuilding their family's fortunes.

Your mother, in particular, is overjoyed. She had always worried about the future of your family, and now she sees an opportunity for them to thrive once more. She throws herself into the task of organizing the estate and making plans for the future.

As the days pass, your family begins to settle into their new life. They work tirelessly to restore the lands and properties that were once theirs, and slowly but surely, they begin to rebuild.

You, too, throw yourself into the task, using your newfound wealth and status to help your family reclaim their place in society. You become a beacon of hope for those who have been displaced or oppressed, and people begin to look to you as a leader and a symbol of resilience.