Aaron admired the grand stone structure of McDennesse Castle as the tour group ambled from one room of replicated history to another. Shields, weapons, and tapestries adorned the walls, and heavy furniture with lavishly tooled or embroidered coverings presented a distinct Scottish air. What must it have been like to be the lord of rich lands and have beautiful women at his beck and call?
The tour group filed into yet another room of the castle replica. After the last straggler squeezed inside, the guide turned and raised her voice.
"Although McDennesse Castle is merely a model of the original in Scotland, the man who built this fortress is purported to have lost his mind. He took to calling himself Lord McDennesse, and he supposedly kept a large..." She cleared her throat. "Well, a harem for lack of a better word. This room is supposed to have been his lordship's sex den." She laughed and turned toward the large oak door in the back of the room. "Now if you will all follow me to the grand hall."
Aaron hung back, watching the tourists slip single file through the door. When it shut behind the last person, he stood eyeing the room’s collection of finery. An enormous four-poster bed curtained with silk draperies sat in the middle of the chamber surrounded by fur rugs. Lush tapestries adorned the walls, large candlesticks rested upon every available spot, and a tall, solid cherry armoire loomed in one corner. Off to the right of the grand bed sat a bizarre chair carved with detailed forms of naked, intertwined people.
The door in the back of the room opened. Startled by the sudden disturbance, Aaron spun toward the noise.
A young woman poked her head inside. "Oh! I didn’t realize there was someone still in here!"
She caught Aaron’s attention instantly. As she edged into the chamber, he admired her willowy build, her tight, round ass beneath a short denim skirt, and the pleasing swell of plump breasts pushing against the short-sleeved sweater she wore. His gaze moved to her angelic face. The woman's large, bright blue eyes and blonde hair served to heighten her ethereal look, but he wondered if there might be naughtiness lurking beneath her sweet façade.
Aaron licked his lips and tried to appear nonchalant. "I was just lingering. I thought I would check out Lord McDennesse's sex lair. You know how most men are," he joked. "It looks like a perfectly innocent room except for that kinky carved chair by the bed." |
