Foie De La ViergeChapter 9
But I wasn't thinking. I was reacting. Dear God, imagine it - after all these years, me, a humble peasant, about to fuck the daughter of the Marquis de Lyons! Raping her! Laying her down, tying her up and poking her holes! What a thought! But why not? Why shouldn't I do it? Shouldn't she pay for the atrocities of her father? Didn't she deserve to be punished? And maybe she'd like it. I took myself aside and calmed myself down. I took deep breaths. I shrugged, and when I came back, I...