How to meet a musketeerMature

The adventures of some swordswomen working for the Cardinal.

Louise was waiting for her opponent. The blonde girl was wearing a short black latex dress with a nice cleavage, short black latex gloves and knee high black leather boots. Her left hand was on the pommel of her rapier while her right one held a cigarette. The blue eyes of the duellist were looking at the jardins du Luxembourg, not crowded at this moment, just one hour before sunset. Her opponent had told her that end of the jardins was not usually patrolled by Cardinal's guards, so they could settle their matter by duelling without being disturbed, just surrounded by a couple of trees.

Louise heard footsteps and saw two figures approaching : Angélique was coming with her witness. Wearing a white shirt, a dark leather corset and wetlook leggings, Angélique was a medium-sized girl with small breasts. Her long dark hair was free and her green eyes looked like they wanted some excitement. Beside her was a tall man with blonde hair, dressed in brown leather jacket and pants. The musketeers' uniform. Angélique presented the man as being François de Poncy, a member of the King's musketeer regiment and fine swordsman. He agreed to be a witness to Angélique in the matter of her duel with Louise.

"Nice to meet you, monsieur" said Louise. "I'm sorry that I didn't bring a witness, and I am new here so I didn't know anyone. I hope it does not bother you."

"If you feel good that way, I'm not the one to impose you a witness." answered the musketeer. "So mesdemoiselles, you've decided to have a duel to settle an argument. The traditions of duelling require that I asked if any of you is ready to apologize to the other." A quick look at both women show him there won't be such thing. "Now, I need that you show me your blade, to ensure that they have the same length."

The two swordsgirls unsheathed their rapier and François took a quick look at them. Louise notice that he also let his eyes wander on her outfit, which the musketeer seemed to approve.

"Now mesdemoiselles, I'll see if you both agree to the rules : A first blood duel, and mercy can be asked at any moment." Both duellists agreed with a nod. "Then you can take your position. En garde, and let the best one win."

Louise took stance, ready to let Angélique attack first, which she did rather quickly. Louise parried her blade then tried a slash to make her opponent move back before doing a simple lunge, aiming for her stomach. Angélique wasn't an amateur and dodged the blade easily. This duel could be an interesting challenge, I like that, Louise thought.


"What is that ? Isn't it some kind of duel ?"

Both women stopped their attacks and looked at the people who emerged from the trees. Five figures dressed in black latex catsuit and black leather boots. The uniform of the Cardinal's guards. Louise recognized the leader of the group, a redheaded girl named Bianca, famed for being one of the most dangerous guards.

"Given that you're with one of those pretentious musketeers I guess you're perfectly aware that duels are forbidden in Paris and in the whole kingdom. So I'll ask to you to give us your blades and follow us to be put in detention. But if you choose to resist us..."

Bianca tapped the pommel of her rapier with her left hand, showing perfectly what was going to happen in the event that they decided not to cooperate. Louise noticed the look that Angélique and François shared, trying to decide if they should continue their fight. Guys, don't disappoint me. She decided to give them some help in making their decision.

"I'm ready to teach to your boys how to properly use their swords, milady." She said to Bianca.

Louise heard François unsheathing his blade and said "We'll stand our ground as any musketeers do when facing the Cardinal's dogs and bitches".

The five guards unsheathed their rapiers and the fight began.

Louise faced two guards, as did François, while Angelique crossed blades with Bianca. The opponents of Louise weren't too skilled and she managed easily to parry or dodge their attacks. Through the catsuit of her male opponent, Louise saw some shape growing at his crotch, matching the growing smile on his face. She decided to reduce her opponents to a single one and play with the remaining one while looking how things go in the other fights. Her female opponent made a mistake first and the brown hair girl cried out in pain as Louise's blade ran her thru heart mercilessly. The male guard seemed upset to lose his colleague and made it even easier for Louise to play with him, and easier to watch the other duels.

François had already killed one of the two guys facing him and seemed to be in control of the fight. As for Angélique, it looked more difficult. The duellist was talking with her opponent while fighting. Louise couldn't hear what it was about, but it sounded there was something personal between the two women. Anyway, Bianca was gaining ground.

Louise decided to show her opponent how things were going to be for him. First, her blade hit him in the thigh. After the guard resumed the fight, Louise hit him again, this time in his left shoulder.

"It seems you guards don't really know how to properly use a rapier," she said with a laugh.

But fate decided to show that it was possible for a guard to know something about fencing. Louise heard the distinctive sound of a disarming. She pushed her opponent back to have a look at what happened. Bianca had just disarmed Angélique and before the swordswoman could ask for any mercy, the redheaded guard lunged forward and ran her rapier thru Angélique's heart. The duellist placed both hands to the wound as she cried. Angélique's look made Louise wonder if the dying swordswoman was having some pleasure. As for Bianca, there's was no doubt given the smile on her face as she twisted her blade before removing it. Her smile was one of a woman all wet. Angélique tried to step sideways as if leaving could still save her life, then reality won as she fell on her knee then eventually face on the ground. Bianca took a look at the two other duels to decide who she was going to help. Louise settled the matter for her by putting an end to her game with the guard she was fighting. The duellist felt a wave of pleasure inside her as she ran the man thru the stomach, a wound that would take some time to kill, but still deadly nonetheless.

Bianca waited for Louise to face her and to take stance. Both fencers looked each other in the eyes, ready to fight and to win or to die. The duellist decide to let the redhead attack first. With another guard it wouldn't have been really dangerous, but with Bianca that kind of play could cost Louise her life. But she liked a challenge, it made winning much more exciting. Both woman began to try their best thrusts, first at a reasonable pace, then accelerating. After a few attacks and parries, they were locked one against the other, guard against guard.

"I like to fight bitches like you", said Louise, "it makes me so wet." Then she tried to kiss Bianca. The guard reacted and kissed back. The duellist could also feel the free hand of the guard rubbing her crotch through the latex of her dress.

"It seems you're right about being wet like a bitch", replied Bianca, "but I can't ask you to be decent when I'm ready to cum while I kill you."

Louise broke contact with a smile and continued to exchange thrusts with Bianca. She felt pleased with that duel, having a worthy opponent, one who didn't fall for the first feint. And that the guard seemed as excited as her by the duel made it even better. Too bad she hadn't met the woman in different circumstances, perhaps they could have shared some lust.

When Louise heard François finishing his last opponent, she knew it was time to end Bianca's winning record. As the redhead tried to strike back after a thrust by Louise, the duellist put one knee on the ground, letting her opponent's blade pass just over her head, and lunge. The tip of her blade pierced the latex of Bianca's catsuit just under her left breast and penetrated her breast, ran her thru and came out of her back. Louise could see surprise and pleasure on the guard's face. She felt really excited and when she twisted her blade and removed it she released a small cry of pleasure, unheard as Bianca came at the same moment, her free hand on the breast that Louise just removed her blade from, the other hand still holding her rapier.

"You're such... a fucking good... fencer, bitch. Too bad... I didn't... fuck you... before you killed me." said Bianca before she falls, eyes closed and a smile on her face. Louise saluted her with her blade before sheathing it.

"It's sad for Angélique", said a voice behind her, "but I'm really glad you could make it. And with some style."

"You're welcome monsieur", said Louise as she turned to face François. "On your side you seemed to have no problem dealing with your opponents. I guess that's to be expected from a musketeer." She took a step toward the swordsman.

"Well there was only one fencer worthy of a duel in that group and you killed her, mademoiselle. Bianca having killed Angélique before I guess it settled the matter between you two."

"We could say so. Now I'm wondering..." began Louise with a smile

"Wondering what ?" asked the musketeer, curious.

"If you could help me."

"Help ? But you seem in a perfect condition and I see no more enemies around you, I mean living ones." The man put just enough flattering in his voice.

Louise closed the gap between her and François, and takes his hand with her own, leading it under her latex dress, to her crotch.

"I've some wetness that needs to be taken care of, could you do something monsieur le mousquetaire ?" she asked while licking her lips.

A smile spread on François' face as he closed in to kiss Louise.

"At least I can try."

***

Louise entered her room, a small place suitable for a girl newly arrived in a big city, the kind where you'll stay while waiting to find a proper place and job. Not much place besides a bed, a wardrobe, a table and a chair. She removed the belt holding her rapier and put it on a nail on the wall.

"I know you're there, you can show yourself." said the swordswoman to the wall. As she turned to look toward her bed a man came out of the shadows. Tall and thin, wearing black leather pants, light brown leather jacket, knee high brown leather boots and black latex gloves. Jacques Tallandier, the Cardinal's master spy himself.

"So, how did it happen ?" asked the deep voice of the man.

"As you suggested I defied Angélique and indeed she came with a musketeer, a François de Poncy, as a witness. The duel was a first-blood one and I was planning to do a first blood-last breath one to the girl when some guards interrupted us."

Tallandier raised an eyebrow over his grey eyes and asked : "Who was leading ?"

"Bianca. She was very skilled, she disarmed and killed Angélique. So it was a real pleasure to fight and kill than one."

"And the musketeer ?" Tallandier seemed the kind to do short sentences. He always talked that way, the few times Louise met him. Perhaps it came with the work of master-spy.

"He made it through, wasn't too sad to have lost the girl and now seems quite pleased to have a new fuck mate. Especially one able to kill people like Bianca."

"So you just need to continue that way."

Louise decided to copy the master-spy and try the short sentences way :"And for the guards ?"

"Your only concern is to succeed in your mission. Kill as many guards as necessary, and don't tell me it really bothers you."

Louise just answered by smiling. That spy really knew people. He moved back into the shadows and was almost instantly out of her room. Now she needed to find a way to further gain the trust of François and some other musketeers. She was sure there was a way involving some duelling and running her rapier through some hearts.

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