Children Of Bathory Part 3, Nameless Grave (Final Chapter)

All that nigh, Eric could do nothing but cough blood, shiver like a leaf in the wind, and cry without end. Jessica lay down beside him and let him rest his head in her breasts. Eventually, Eric had no more tears to cry, he was drained of energy to cry, and he could no longer mover a muscle without agonizing pain running all through his body. Out of motherly love for him, Jessica cared for him as a lover, taking her hands to his small manhood, he winced in pain as she handled it, but he raised no objections Jessica gently went to her back as he meekly got on top of her, and with what little strength he could manage without it hurting him, he made love to her again. Jessica moaned in pleasure as he worked on her, fondling her own breasts as he went in and out of her. Within ten minutes of passion, Eric leaned forward and exploded inside of her. Jessica screamed in ecstasy as his seed flooded her vulva. After he was done, he stayed inside of her and collapsed in her arms. She felt something more inside of her, and realized that, without wanting to, Eric was relieving himself of urine. Though it was not a thing she thought of romantic, she enjoyed the sensation, it was the same as when he finished his love making. He buried his head in her breasts and put his arms around her, breathing hard and shivering again. "Mommy, mommy it hurts!" he cried again, tears running down his cheek, his entire body was in pain. Still in a daze from the feeling of his orgasm, Jessica was busy handling her own crotch to truly be aware of his state, but she was present enough to use a free hand to caress the back of his head.

 Jessica continued to handle herself, going so far as taking hold of Eric's member again and using it to make love to herself, Eric moaned gently as she did so, and she did so until her body was overcome with pleasure, she began to convulse in fits of joy, loosing her own ability to hold back, pissing freely as she orgasmed.

 The next morning, a servant entered the room to clean, not knowing what had happened. She walked in the room and saw Eric and Jessica both nude and in each others arms. Eric had died before Jessica had even known it, while she was pleasing herself, and when she realized it, she had taken a knife and killed herself herself with her brother still on top of her.

 The two were buried in a nameless grave outside of the small village, there was no funeral and nobody cried for them, nobody knew of their lust, and nobody cared. On top of the plot where they were buried however, a stranger passing through the village had taken time to place upon the ground, a single red rose. Though it was odd, nobody truly cared nor even noticed this man, as he was gone the next day.