ran wartime Aragon Ejulve Baron, Don Frederic, jealous man and a nasty temper, was to leave to fight the Moors. But it was his wife, Dona Leonor, very beautiful lady, very sensual, young, lustful and feared the count during his absence could provide delicious favors for a handsome court, which the noble gentleman was unaware of how his wife looked at some of the younger servants. She decided to put Fadrique Leonor virtuoso chastity belt, sealed with a padlock to prevent anyone plant one tree in the forest by right of marriage belonged to him alone ... He took therefore the key Baron kept his honor and got paid in his belt, carrying with him a Moorish lands and leaving his wife very sorry, obviously for the separation from her husband. But had not yet dissolved in the air the dust by the last of the horses of his retinue when Dona Leonor llamaba a su lado a un muy hermoso doncel de nombre Alonsillo para que sustituyese a don Fadrique en el recién abandonado lecho.
Llegó presuroso Alonsillo a la cámara de sus señores y al descubrir el odioso cinturón en torno al airoso talle de la bella, rompió el pobre muchacho en lamentos, pues ya veía su gozo en un pozo y sus ardores sin agua que los calmase. Risueña y traviesa doña Leonor, dijo al joven Alonsillo que no se apurase, que fuese a la herrería del castillo y trajese utensilios adecuados para quebrantar el incómodo artefacto que sus partes más sensibles atenazaba y cuyo sabor prometía al muchacho que iba a permitir catar.
Iba Alonsillo a protestar con buenas razones, pero eager to see this body of passion, grow disproportionately felt some part of your body and thought no more. It was brought to the forge, it trájose pliers, cutters and other instruments, broke them gently with the waist belt that girded desired y. .. what happened then I do not need to describe it because most of those who hear me know what I mean, and those who do not know it should not be here ...
to three years while Mr Fadrique won titles and lands in the south while his wife enjoyed their Alonsillo, one in the arms of another and vice versa, but in secret so as not to be on everyone's lips caution and putting potions and other remedies for the lady does not get pregnant. Every time the young stud had to know your loved their concerns with regard to the time of the return of his lord, was silent as the woman with kisses and whispered in his ear to talk less and ride more, because everything was well calculated beforehand. At that the boy had no choice but to comply with all regret ...
And it was done. For its part, the lady dressed himself in black clothes and waited locked in their rooms the arrival of her husband wince testing and expressions of sadness. Joyous day came when the posterns Fadrique transferred from his castle with great joy and desire to hug and kiss his lady when the count was greatly surprised to see that nobody came out to meet him and all the grief and pain oozing site . More and more astonished, asked his servants what happened to so sad thing holding her back, but no was unable to answer, leaving all their heads down, silent and serious. Baron
intensified his voice calling to Dona Leonor and the same Alonsillo said to the Count that his wife was in her bedroom, waiting for him. And there went the noble gentleman with the soul in a fist and wings on his feet, to find his wife crying, dressed in black and clutching a small blanket. Mouth of his beloved wife Fadrique knew that two years ago, after his departure to war against the Moors, left his wife Count the seeds of an infant in her womb. He also knew that the pregnancy had been in danger because of the damn chastity belt, which pressed preventing normal child development hasta tal punto que el incómodo artilugio debió ser quebrantado para permitir el feliz alumbramiento del infante. Pero tarde fue tomada la decisión, ya que el pobre niño nació muerto... Ordenó entonces la desdichada madre enterrar al neonato en el panteón familiar sin nombre ni fecha que lo recordase, pues no había podido ser bautizado. Y asimismo dio orden estricta de que el maldito armatoste que había matado al hijo del conde fuese fundido para siempre y con su metal se fabricasen cadenas para los perros.
Grande fue la tristeza de don Fadrique ante tan horrorosas noticias. Bajó el noble al panteón, rezó ante la vacía tumba de su primogénito, lloró abundantes lágrimas, guardó el mourning prescribed by the Holy Mother Church and his wife swore she would never girding him with the horrible instrument of torture, to the secret delight of the lady.
And indeed, it happened that many times was Fadrique required to join the retinue of the King of Aragon, left his wife free to do with what felt like charms, and little by little they were running around the small castle Fadriquitos and some other nobleman Alonsillo while scratching the roof of his quarters with his front horn so adorned ... See your worships
what women are capable of reasoning when he wants to enforce its will. God forbid their tricks ...
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