In Search of Knowledge

"Thank you Morrigan."

As the tour came through they gasped when they saw her and then shrieked as the Count dressed as Dracula sprang from the shadows and enveloped the innocent young bound beauty in his cape lowering his fangs to her throat. She had no idea he was going to swoop out of nowhere on her and gave a cry that was truly frightened as his bared fangs moved toward her throat. The tour went wild at Morrigan's scream and it seemed she had made a great impression on them. Tepes's body was pressed hard to Morrigan's she was enfolded in his arms and his breath was hot and moist on her neck. It was almost as if she was the really a young damsel in distress, the heroin of one of her Gothic Novels. "A round of applause for our young damsel in distress and the Count." They applauded the performance and then where conducted on their way. Tepes's body was still pressed to Morrigan's

"Yuri, Morrigan that is my name sweet child." His lips where a breath away from hers and then they brushed her in a sensually seductive kiss. His lips parted from hers and small butterfly kisses followed the line of Morrigan's jaw, he nibbled her earlobe and whispered. "You are quite beautiful Morrigan."

Tepes's voice was husky, deep and laced with passion his fingers strayed to the bound young coed's blouse and she could feel the button of her blouse pop open, could feel growing warmth in the pit of her stomach. Yuri's kisses floated down the slender column of her throat, the next button gave way and he kissed the newly bared flesh. That dark sensual heat spread from the pit of her stomach to warm her whole supple young body. The third button surrendered to his fingers and he eased back the stunning young Americans blouse to kiss the sweet scented valley between her breasts. Morrigan was gasping, her arousal building as Count Tepes continued to undo the buttons of Morrigan's blouse, each patch of newly bared skin kissed and sensually tongued. His leg was between her now gently rubbing her soft inner thigh. He had tugged the blouse from her skirt and Morrigan's blouse hung open. She was bared to the waits except for her lacy bra. "Yes quite beautiful Morrigan. Tell me do you believe in the creatures of the night?" His black eyes bore into hers.

Yuri Tepes smiled as his lips caressed Morrigan's silken skin he felt her stunning young body tremble with desire as she hung helpless in her chains. "T...thank you Count Tepes...Yuri, I don't know if I believe in them or not. I certainly enjoy the legends surrounding them." She managed to stammer as his eyes held hers captive. Morrigan was overwhelmed and Tepes knew it, he could see it in her eyes. He could feel her heart pounding and the life pulse in her neck throbbing just below the surface of her pale flawless skin. Yuri's leg continued to rub gently against her silken inner thigh as his lips kissed her naked belly, and his tongue slowly teasing the young coed's naval. He stood, his lips claiming hers in another searing kiss. The Count could sense her fear, her arousal and caught the first faint musky hint of Morrigan's growing arousal.

The soft rasping sound of her skirt's zipper caressed Morrigan's senses in the stillness of the dudgeon. The moist cool air caressed her feverous skin as her skirt fluttered down the long columns of her sculptured legs to pool around her dainty feet. Yuri's maddening slow, sensually, seductive, kisses again trailed down across her supple young body, across her heaving breast, her quivering belly until his hot moist breath bathed her panty clad pussy. Each whimper of fear, each gasp of the young coed's growing arousal that escaped her full ripe lips thrilled him each little sigh of pleasure, so seductive. He pressed a kiss to Morrigan's sweet neither lips through the thin lacy material. She was helpless to defend herself, she was caught in the raw power of this man who took what he desired and Morrigan knew that he desired her.

The young American coed felt his finger hook into the waist band of her panties. Ease the gossamer scrape of lace over the swell of her hips, down over the sensual curve of her firm ass; the girl's soft downy fleece was kissed by the cool breeze of his dungeon. Yuri's maddening tempting kisses, then he intimately kissed her now naked pussy. His tongue snaking out to taste her sweet dewy nectar, the tip his tongue flicking to tease Morrigan's throbbing clit. This was no dream, he was real and OH God how her body wanted him to continue, her chaste young mind said NO. Like a frightened dove she whispered, "Yuri, let me down please."

Count Tepes was not some callow American youth, he knew what Morrigan's body wanted and he knew that he wanted, her. His only answer to Morrigan's whispered plea was that his tongue slithered along the girl's soft dewy pink folds cleaving deeper into her as his lips now suckled her clit. Nothing in Morrigan's young life had prepared her to deal with men who knew what they wanted, who knew the art of seduction and could readily see the sexual needs that coursed through her young body, that she herself did not recognizes. To men like Dr. Kolkac and Count Tepes could see the deep, dark, submissive nature of the young beauty. They were not the callow boys that she had dated back in the states that would accept boyish groping and a kiss and then retreat when she told them to, no these where men that took control and tempted her to realms of pleasure she had never known before.

Yuri pressed Morrigan, "How many lovers have you had Morrigan, how many have you taken into your body?" Yuri's hot breath washed over Morrigan's sweet moist pussy, she gasped in sensual pleasure, as he taunted her with that most intimate question. He paused only a moment before his tongue lashed her sweet pussy driving her to the brink of carnal pleasure.

Gasping for breath Morrigan her back arched with the force of the orgasm he had wrung from her, Morrigan tried to calm herself as she came down from the pleasure he'd given her and found she couldn't even meet his gaze but she did answer his question. "One, just one, Yuri let me down, please," she pleaded softly. Her young supply body responded to the Count's expert manipulation of her and a burning need once more began to rise in the trapped young coed. He knew just how to touch her to enkindle passions she had never dreamed of. He smiled at her admitted lack of experience. "Yuri, this isn't cute anymore. I agreed to help with your show for the tourists,..." Morrigan's voice trailed off in a soft low mewing as her body soared, yet her agile young mind said "This Is Wrong". Morrigan struggled against her bounds desperate to try to gain some semblance of control over the situation she found herself in. Yuri paid no heed to the young beauty's protestations but only redoubled his sensually seductive assault on the young American coed. His tongue darted into her pussy and found Morrigan's sweet spot and he expertly teased the young beauty until she was reduced to a quivering bundle of nerves as he ripped another orgasm from her bound body.

"Count Tepes must you chain your guest to gain what you want from them?" It was Dr. Kolkac voice that broke the silence. And he watched as the count's faced turned crimson. Tepes bowed to Carl and left Morrigan hanging n her chains. Carl released her as the Count left.

Carl caught the young beauty as she slumped into his arms. "Your safe now Morrigan." He held her in his arms cradling her to him. Morrigan blushed a deep crimson, did Carl know that she had in some ways loved the feelings, the pleasure, that Yuri had ignited in her. Yet the Count had ruined it all when he did not stop when she had told him to. Oh how she both loved and hated the feeling of being helpless.

"I didn't know that would happen Dr. Kolkac, I swear I didn't. Morrigan sobbed out the whole sorted tale of what had happened as she clung to Dr. Kolkac. He could not believe that she was so naïve, so innocent in the ways of the world. "Why wouldn't he listen?" she whimpered and buried her head in his chest once more. Carl stroked her silken tresses and let the young beauty sob out her confusion and fear.

"Morrigan the Count did not listen because he knew you really craved his touch, the power he wheeled over you." He watched as she lifted he head, her sweet ripe lips parting ready to protest what he had said. Carl placed a single finger on Morrigan's lips to silence the denial he knew was coming. "Morrigan he knows you are by nature a submissive and he used it against you." Carl paused his eyes holding her stunning tear shimmering green eyes captive. "You said you had only one lover and I'll wager he did not please you my dear."

"Josh did too..." she started to protest and then her eyes went wide. Staring up at him she wrenched herself out of his arm, her eyes flashing fire at him before she spun and simply fled the dungeon, unable to admit to herself that the Count had stirred her passions, and that her first lover was a disappointment. Carl followed at a discreet distance. He knew that Morrigan was mad confused and needed time alone. Yet the Carpathian Mountains where not the Green Mountain's of New England, there was real danger lying outside in the wild country side and night would soon envelop her. He stood and let the young American beauty sob out her frustration. When she finally sank to her knees and just sat there by a tree Carl came to her.

"Morrigan I gave the Count every opportunity to listen to you and when it became oblivious you where in over your head I stepped in." He made no mention of the pleasure that the Count had brought to her. Dr. Kolkac paused letting his words sink in. "This is not America and men like the Count are use to getting what they want and my dear he wants you." Carl stood over Morrigan but he did not make a move towards her. "You are a submissive Morrigan it is part of your nature, just as your inquiring mind is." Carl knelt to look the young beauty in the eyes his gaze unblinking unwavering. "You need a man to guide you and meet your needs. But it is your decision, if you run then you will never know the truth."

"Doctor, I'm truly too tired to argue, or to even decide if I agree. I just want to get back to our room, clean up and pass out right now. I need time to think about everything." Carl eased back on his heels. Morrigan had left the dudgeon in such haste that she had forgotten that Yuri had stripped her of her skirt and panties. The stunning young beauty's blouse hung open, her bar the, only garment that left her some shred of modesty. Carl could not help but notice her long athletic legs and that the scent of Morrigan's arousal still clung to her. He stood and slowly eased out of his teed sports jacket.

"Morrigan slip this on." He held his jacket open for her so she could cover her nakedness and slipped it over her shoulders. Dr. Kolkac jacket's helm feel only a few inches below the young beauty's dark downy fleece but at least it covered her, though each step Morrigan took would give a tantalizing peek of her upper thigh. Carl saw the crimson blush that kissed her flawless cheeks. "Your beautiful Morrigan and you should take pride in your beauty."

He waited for her to gather her wits and then taking her by the hand led the shattered little beauty back to the castle. They paused on the edge of the forest, the sun just sinking over the mountains to the west. Morrigan would have to walk through the castle to the room they shared in her scandalous state of dress. Carl's hand slipped into hers and he gave it a reassuring squeeze. This would be the longest walk of her young life, unless Morrigan planned to spend the night outside, she would have to make it. Dr. Kolkac held her had letting the young coed know that he was there for her. Then they began that long walk through the gate of Castle Bran that would lead them to the room they shared. The eyes of the castle staff followed Morrigan as she walked beside Dr. Kolkac wearing only his tweed jacket her legs scandalously exposed and her sweet pussy and firm little ass barely covered. The look in his eyes silenced any comment or snicker from the staff. "Walk proudly Morrigan do not let them see fear or shame." As they reached the bottom of the stairs that led to their room he stopped and turned to one of the Count Tepes's staff. "Please inform the Count that Miss Smythson and I will be dinning in our room this evening."

Ten minutes later they arrived back in the room they shared to find Morrigan's skirt neatly folded and laying on the bed, a red rose laid across it.

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Count Tepes had not been pleased with the arrival of Dr. Kolkac. He seized at the lost opportunity to sample the charms of the young American coed. He decided to bide his time, now all the more determined to have her. The memory of her supple young body twisting in her chains and the way it had arched to his mouth as he savored her sweet dewy nectar as she came for him haunted the Count.

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Carl was proud of Morrigan as she held her head high in what he knew had to be pure humiliation for her. He knew the staff would think nothing of him coming in with the nearly naked beauty after all he was a man her professor and she was his intern and it was expected that she was also most likely his lover. By now they would have known Count Tepes also desired her but with this blatant declaration that the young beauty was his would force the Count to leave her be, or lose face in front of the staff. After all there were certain properties that had to be maintained.

Dr. Kolkac smiled as Morrigan gave him a weak smile and she headed for the bathroom. She didn't bother closing the door but went to sit on the edge of the tub. She winced when the first wash of hot water hit her battered feet. "Here let me do that Morrigan." Carl sat on the edge of the tub and took her injured foot in his lap. At first Morrigan resisted but Carl gave her a sharp no nonsense look. He lathered a cloth and gently bathed her feet first one then the other. He did not say anything she would speak when she was ready. Her feet bathed he went to his bag and took out a tube of salve and a roll of gauze. Her feet now treated and bandaged they sat there in silence for a moment. "Better?"

Before Morrigan could answer there was a soft knock at the door. A servant rolled in a cart with their dinner on it. "Dinner is served Morrigan." The fair was a simple meal of braised duck served with a blueberry sauce, and a white wine, the desert a white chocolate mousse. Dr. Kolkac waited for her to speak.

"I'm sorry Dr. Kolkac. I'm not going to be much good for company tonight. Thank you for taking care of my feet but I think I should just go to bed. Don't feel like you have to stay with me though, I'd understand if you wanted to go downstairs with the adults." Dr. Kolkac raised an eyebrow at Morrigan's comment and sat there as she rose pushing away from the table she turned away from him and went to the bed where she simply curled up on her side on top of the blankets. She looked so frail as she lay there her spirits in a slump and awash in self pity.

"And what if I prefer the company of the adult here in my room?" Carl saw the look of astonishment on her sad young face at his comment. He came and sat on his side of the bed and looked down at Morrigan his eyes soft and gentle without the slightest hint of accusation in them. "Morrigan I could never be attracted to a girl, my tastes are for women, strong and beautiful women like you, not weak little girls!" Carl voice was gentle and more there was a strong conviction in what he said. "Submission is not for the weak Morrigan but only for the strong." Carl saw a look of utter disbelief in her soft emerald green eyes, as if he were speaking Greek to her. "I think you were wrong this time Doctor," she said, her voice sad and stiffly formal. "Today should have proven that to you."

"Far from it Morrigan you showed great strength. You fought for what you believed in. You took yourself away from a man who betrayed your trust, as soon as you could. So what if your body responded, you're young, beautiful and your body's response was natural." He turned her head so she had to look at him. "Is what frightened you, was that you enjoyed it despite your fear?" His eyes asked her for honesty and he had been there for at least part of it, if nothing else her admission that she had but one lover in her life. Had he seen how she had embraced the pleasure that Yuri had brought to her body despite her being chained and helpless.

Finally dropping her gaze from his she shrugged gently, "Partly, but it was more that he just ignored me. He was so intent on taking what he wanted, it was like I wasn't even there really, or I was just a toy for his amusement. He betrayed the trust I gave him when I agreed to let him shackle me there for the amusement of his tour group. It was supposed to be harmless and fun and he turned it something dark and sinister. That my body betrayed me just shows how weak I truly am and sickens me more than it frightens me."

Carl had been right Morrigan was a true submissive and it frightened her because of the Count's betrayal of her trust. She found it hard to believe that her body could have responded so and saw it as a betrayal instead of a natural reaction to pleasure. Carl felt sorry for the young beauty, her society did not permit her to just enjoyed, but told her she must be in control to be a liberated woman. Such a cruel lie for all it had done was enslave her to society's norms.

She growled softly, "If he comes near me again, Count or not, he'll be sorry." Carl lifted her chin and he held her soft eyes again. "Would you like to find out if you could regain those feelings Morrigan?" He saw the look of utter disbelief in her expressive emerald green eyes. "Pick a safe word anything you like and when you speak it I'll stop, but until then you will do everything I tell you to do!" He smiled as her mouth dropped open. "Trust me Morrigan I would never hurt you."

"You said everything you tell me to do Doctor but just what does that mean to you? Where are your own personal lines drawn? What can I be sure you won't do?"

"All you need do is trust me Morrigan when you say your safe word I'll stop. Can you do that?" Carl gave her the choice he did not press her at all, he asked was that she trust him. He had offered her a chance to find out who she was, to explore new horizon she would never dare do at home. "It is your choice Morrigan." If she decided to test him Carl would bide his time unlike the count he wanted her for more than a day.

The silence lingered between them, the young beauty tempted by Carl's offer he could see it in her eyes, along with the fear of Yuri's betrayal. "Alright, anything you say? But I have one hard line for now, no tying me to anything. I know myself and with what happened today if I can't move I can guarantee I'll freak out on you. If that's acceptable than the word I choose is MacGyver."

"Very well Morrigan and MacGyver it shall be." Carl Kolkac leaned over and let his lips brush the frightened young coed's. Carl let the kiss linger, deepen, seductively calling to Morrigan. When his lips parted from hers they seemed to cling to each other till the last possible moment. He leaned back against the head board of the bed. "Morrigan stand up and remove your clothing, then turn slowly so I can see you from every angle." Dr. Kolkac knew how hard it seemed for the young girl to be naked before him, and now he was having her undress and then display herself to him. He watched as Morrigan lay there curled on the bed hesitating.

"Morrigan"

Morrigan had surrendered to his kiss; he could see the longing in her eyes when their lips had parted. The small whimper of loss pleased Carl as she rolled from their bed. She winced slightly as her feet hit the floor but she ignored the mild flare of pain and deftly undid the buttons of her blouse. Letting it flutter to the floor before she twisted slightly to undo her bra. When it too hit the floor she turned slowly before him as he'd instructed and could feel the deep blush that seared her skin. She was gorgeous her body could temp any man. Carl slowly studied every sensual curve, her soft creamy skin practically beckoned to be caressed, she was fit and well toned, firm high breasts, a narrow waist and the curve of her ass so seductive. Her dark chocolate brown hair was thick, Morrigan's flashing green eyes sparkled, and her firm full lips seemed to beg to be kissed.