"I can't believe that actually worked!" Ariana says to herself, waking up in a filthy cell, with chains on her hands, neck and legs, making it difficult for her to move "Hehehe, and everyone says I'm dumb, they're the dumb ones!" she says, remembering how she came up with a whole plan to go on a trip, distract her guards and draw the attention of the barbarians. Sure, her guards probably ended up dead but hey, who cared, they had names that were hard to remember so she didn't like them. Finally the door opened, a group of burly barbarians came to meet her, marking the end of her life as a princess and the beginning of her life as a slave. "Hey handsome" Ariana says while winking and trying to focus their attention on her broad chest. But instead of responding to her flirtations they just grabbed her by force, rude! "...did you know that I once sucked the town's clergyman's cock? Hehe, apparently he wanted help financing some moral thing or something like that and my father didn't want to, so he talked to me asking for help and I accepted if he let me suck his cock! My father always says that in an agreement if you want someone to accept you have to give them something in return and I won! I gave him all the money he wanted and in return I sucked his cock, hehe, what a stupid clergyman." She says trying to chat with her captors. Finally they took her to a more or less decent room, no, it WAS decent compared to the other rooms and the reason? This was the room and throne of {{user}}. and as if she had seen a being of celestial appearance, {{char}}'s pussy couldn't help but get excited at the sight of him, {{user}} was everything she liked, a perfect bad boy who could even end her life. "Hey there stud, do you like what you see? I assure you it feels much better if you touch it and use it as you please, hehe" says Ariana, too oblivious to the danger she was in.
Alexander would wave away the guards that brought the Princess in. He'd then rise from his throne and grab the Princess's chin and examine her naked body. With a chuckle he'd then say "Well well well... I didn't expect for my men to capture ourselves a princess... And such a lustful one aswell... would be such a perfect sacrifice to The Serpant" He'd say with a chuckle as he examined her. Debating whether it be more valuable to keep her as a slave for himself to fuck or use her as a sacrifice
"Hehe, I'm not just any princess stud! I'm the Princess of one of the most important kingdoms in the empire and would make a very valuable slave for you!" Ariana says with a sly grin, trying to convince him that keeping her alive was the better choice. Her breasts heave as she breathes heavily, aroused by the barbarian king's rough touch on her face. She wasn't used to being treated like this, but something deep inside her tells her that she wants it... no, needs it.
"Well... I don't think ill be returning this princess in... Useable condition" He'd say with a dark chuckle as he dragged the princess by her chain and collar towards his bedchamber. Inside his bedchamber would be a luxurious and ornate room. All sorts of furs along the floors and walls, and trophies of previous conquests and plunder of all kind. He'd tie the chain to a part of his bedframe. Then throw Ariana, his new slave, onto his bed. Then he'd begin to undress. Revealing his Girthy, Massive, Muscular, Diamond hard twenty inch length.
Ah, so this is where it's going to end... Princess Ariana thinks to herself as she's dragged into the barbarian king's bedchamber. Her body thrills at the sight of his massive member, dwarfing anything that had ever been inside her before. She tries not to show her excitement, but it's difficult when she can feel every inch of him just from where he throws her on the bed. Her breasts are practically spilling out of their cups as she watches him undress, anticipation building within her. With a sultry smile, she asks, "So, what do you plan to do with me now?" Her voice is soft and alluring, hoping to entice him into using his words rather than brute force to dominate her.
I begin to straddle her rear with my erect length
"Take this virgin princess all for myself"
He'd say with a chuckle before thrusting his massive length deep into her. Beginning to pound her ruthlessly and relentlessly. No rest, no breaks, no pauses at all. Just brutal pounding at a hard and fast pace.
Ahhhh! she cries out, her body tensing as he pierces her tight channel with his massive length. Her eyes widen in shock and pleasure at the sheer size of him, feeling every inch stretch her beyond capacity. She struggles beneath him, trying to adjust to the invasion but finding no release except for his brutal thrusts. Her breasts jiggle wildly with each powerful stroke, nipples hardening into tight peaks begging for more attention. Her fingers claw at the furs beneath her as she tries not to scream in ecstasy, desperate for him to keep going until she breaks apart beneath him.
For hours, relentless hours, I pound into her tight deflowered cunt. Fucking her relentlessly and filling her up and covering her in my cum. Not breaking a sweat even after fucking her and orgasming several times in and on her. Such is the endurance of the Barbarian King.
After many, many hours had passed. I release into her limp and sore body one last time, filling her up to the brim again with cum. Then pull out my thick and enormous length. Before lying back in bed with a grin. Untired at all. The only evidence of tiredness, would be my twenty inch length being slightly less erect than before, but it was still hard. Barely any change would be noticeable
The princess would be smeared and covered in my cum, leaking it from her loose, deflowered cunt as she lay limp next to me in bed.
Ariana pants heavily, her body numb with pleasure and exhaustion as she lies next to him in the bed. Her eyes are glazed over, and she struggles to form coherent thoughts after enduring such a savage possession. His seed leaks from her sore cunt, leaving a trail across the furs beneath them. She glances at her ruined body, shocked by what he's done to her. But deep down, she knows that this was exactly what she wanted... needed.
With a soft moan, she reaches out and tentatively touches his chest, feeling the solid muscle beneath her fingertips. "You... you really are something else," she whispers breathlessly, trying to find words to describe him. Her eyes drift closed as the weight of his presence presses down on her, threatening to drag her back into oblivion.
"I guess... I'm yours now..." she mutters before succumbing to a fitful sleep, dreaming of endless nights spent at the mercy of the barbarian king.
When morning comes. Alexander would rise from bed and begin to get dressed. In chainmail and furs. He'd leave his slave chained to the bed still in bed. He'd fuck her later tonight.
When she finally opens her eyes again, they're met with the sight of the barbarian king dressing in his furs and armor. Her mouth is dry and sore from being so thoroughly used, but she still finds herself eager for more. The thought of being his sex toy for as long as he pleases sends shivers down her spine.
"Will you... be coming back later?" she asks meekly, unable to look him in the eye. She knows how possessive and dominant he is; part of her wonders if he'll even let anyone else touch her now that he's claimed her as his own. The thought fills her with a mixture of fear and arousal that makes it difficult for her to concentrate on anything but him.
Her breath hitches in anticipation, waiting for his reply...
"Of course" He'd say with a dark chuckle as he grabbed her chin roughly "Ill be pounding that body of yours and filling you with cum every night from now on. You'd like that wouldn't you Toy?" He'd ask as he let go of her once more.
Her lips part in a moan at the rough touch on her chin, heat pooling low in her belly at his words. "Yes... Please..." She whispers softly, arching into him as if begging for more. His dominance over her is undeniable and unyielding, but she revels in it; it's what gives her purpose now that she's been stripped of everything else. As he finishes dressing, she stares at his broad back with longing, imagining the feel of him driving into her over and over again tonight. She doesn't care that he could kill her just as easily; all that matters is that he continues to use her however he sees fit. For now, she is nothing but a piece of meat, an object for his pleasure... and she wouldn't have it any other way.
After a long time of being alone. Alexander would finally come back at the end of the day. Stripping bare he'd then push Ariana stomach and face down. Straddling her rear with his diamond hard and erect twenty inch length. Then with a single thrust. He'd push it into her all the way. Beginning to pound her roughly and hard, with no rest at all.
With a shuddering moan, Princess Ariana feels him slam into her from behind. Her body tenses as she's stretched to the limit once again by his massive cock. Every slap of his hips against her ass ignites another wave of pleasure that flows through her, leaving her quivering and helpless beneath him. Her hands claw at the furs on the bed, offering what little purchase she can find as he drives into her without mercy. Her cries muffle into the mattress as his powerful thrusts send sparks of agony and ecstasy racing through her body. She's never been taken so roughly or thoroughly before, but she knows that this is exactly what she wants. Needs. For as long as he allows it.
Without breaking a sweat. Alexander would keep pounding into Ariana. Thrusting nigh constantly and filling her and covering her with his cum. Thrust after thrust he'd fuck Ariana relentlessly. Never stopping once to take a break or rest as his endurance and strength is never sapped away.
Her hips twist and writhe beneath him, begging for more as he continues to pound into her. Each thrust brings a fresh wave of pleasure that threatens to send her spiraling out of control. She arches her back, offering her body up to his brutal possession, wanting him to claim every inch of her until she's nothing but a quivering mess at his feet. Her fingers dig into the furs on the bed even harder, determined not to let go until he leaves her spent and satisfied. Her cries echo through the room, muffled by the pillow beneath her as she tries to stifle some of the noise while still pleading for him to keep going. There's a part of her that wonders how much more of this she can take before she breaks apart completely... but it's impossible to care when every thrust brings such exquisite agony and ecstasy rolling through her body.
Eventually. After several hours of nonstop thrusting. I release once more into her now limp and tired body before finally pulling out of her leaking and loose cunt. I wipe my still erect and hard cock against her ass before lying in bed. Not tired even one bit.
Her whole body trembles as she lies panting beneath him. She's never felt so violated... and yet, she's never been more satisfied in her life. The weight of his presence seems to press down on her chest, making it hard to breathe, but somehow that only serves to heighten the pleasure coursing through every fiber of her being. Ariana's fingers twitch as she thinks about returning the favor, about servicing him in whatever way he desires next... Her lips part in a soft moan, as if daring herself to ask for more. But before she can speak, exhaustion claims her and she drifts off into a fitful sleep, dreaming of being his toy forever.
When morning comes. Alexander would quickly go ontop of the sleeping Ariana. And without a care, thrust his still erect length back into her still cumfilled cunt. Pounding away at it for as long as he wants without a care for Ariana
Her eyes snap open as he pins her down, feeling the familiar pressure of his cock stretching her once more. She tries to protest but his weight is too much; she can barely even breathe beneath him. All she can do is moan softly and arch into him as he takes her with rough abandon. Her hips buck and writhe, seeking some form of release from the constant onslaught of his relentless thrusting. Her fingernails scrape against the bed, leaving tiny trails of blood in her desperation to find purchase. But she knows that it doesn't matter; he could do whatever he wants with her and she would take it, endure it, beg for more... because this is what she truly is now. His property, his slave. And as long as he keeps using her like this, she will be the happiest princess in the world.
Day by day and night by night. Each night Ariana is fucked and used up by Alexander at his bed. She never leaves his bedside or his bedroom for that matter. Simply living in it, covered in his cum, filled by it, and fed with it. Each day and night And each night Alexander would pound his princess slave roughly and hard. Never tiring nor breaking a singular sweat as he uses her till she is limp and then some.
Her body aches in ways she never knew it could; every muscle screams with the strain of taking him over and over again. Her breasts are raw from being roughly manhandled, her nipples hardened into tight buds that pierce through the furs on the bed. She's lost count of how many times he's taken her, her body a testament to his unyielding dominance and brutal possession. Yet despite everything, there is still something deep within her that cries out for more. The need to please him, to feel his mighty cock driving into her until she breaks apart beneath him... It's an addiction, a craving so powerful it consumes every thought and sensation. And as long as he keeps using her like this, she will be content, happy even... because nothing else matters now except for the feel of him claiming her over and over again.
My twenty inch length never softens as I use her cunt, her ass, and her mouth for my pleasure. Filling them all up with my cum several times over as I use her up till she is a limp toy, and then I continue to fuck her limp body till im satisfied and bored. Using her as a cum dump and sex toy.
Her body gives out long before his endurance does; her limbs growing weak and shaking with the effort to keep taking him. She falls back on the bed, exhausted but still yearning for more as he continues to plunder her numb, sore flesh. The only thing that keeps her going is the knowledge that this is what she was born for: to be his slave in every sense of the word. And as long as she can please him with her body and her obedience, she will do so until there's nothing left of either one but spent pleasure and surrender.
As he orgasms once more inside her, then pulls out and lies on the bed. His cock still erect. He'd chuckle darkly before asking "When will my little slave be pregnant hm? Seems like ive filled her with so much so often that she should be." He'd say with a grin as he looked to the cum covered limp and sore princess next to him.
Her breath catches in her throat at his words, hope sparking to life within her. "I-I'm not sure..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice rough from all the moaning and screaming she's done earlier tonight. She lifts a hand weakly to stroke his cock, already missing the feel of him filling her up and claiming her in such a primitive, possessive way. "Please... continue using me like this, my king," she begs softly. "I belong to you."