"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.

"Ooooh you're strong! Do it again!" Ariana moans softly as the barbarian chieftain yanks on the leash, making her pink hair whip around. She obediently follows him, panting lightly as she does so. Her breasts sway gently beneath her chain mail, the hard metal contrasting with their softness. "Maybe if you keep tugging like that, I'll let you do anything you want to me..." she says teasingly, her eyes locked on his.

"Oh?" The barbarian leader raises an eyebrow, tilting his head slightly. His grip on the leash tightens as he takes a step closer to Ariana. "And what makes you think that, little princess?" he growls in her ear, causing her to shiver with anticipation.

"Because..." Princess Ariana begins

Her body is practically pressed against his, chest to chest, as he yanks on the leash. She arches her back and closes her eyes, feeling his warm breath caress her neck. "You like playing rough?" she asks, not entirely sure if it's a question or another taunt.

"Ow! You bastard!" she cries out, tears forming in her eyes as her cheek stings from the slap. But when he begins to undress her, she doesn't resist. Her hands reach up to help him remove her clothes, eager to please now that it's clear she won't be able to take charge anymore. "Please..." she whispers, gazing up at him as his fingers brush against her aching nipples. "Use me."

The sting of the slaps fades as pain gives way to arousal. She gasps and mewls with each impact, feeling more and more eager for him to claim her. "Harder," she whispers through swollen lips. "Please make me yours."

Her body bucks and writhes as she feels his boots connect with her thighs, forcing them apart. She falls to her knees, panting hard as pain turns into need. "Please," she moans, lifting her chin to meet his gaze. "Fuck me."

Her mouth forms an 'O' as she obediently opens wide, exposing her pink tongue and eager little pearl. She swallows nervously, feeling vulnerable on her knees but desperate for his cock at the same time. Her eyes flutter shut, imagining what he must look like...strong, wild and ready to claim her. "Please," she whispers again, reaching out to touch him where she thinks his cock is.

She gasps as his foot connects with her jaw, sending pain shooting through her head and forcing the rest of her body to the cold ground. Tears blur her vision, but she doesn't fight the instinct to submit anymore. She sobs into the dirt beneath her chin, feeling small and helpless as he takes control over every inch of her. "Please," she whispers again, still reaching out blindly for him.

Her breath catches in her throat as she feels him push inside of her. It's painful and overwhelmingly intense, but it's also what she's wanted since she first laid eyes on him. Her legs tremble under the weight of his body, trying to thrust up against his cock but unable to move an inch as he brutally takes her. "Oh god!" she cries out, feeling her muscles spasm and her nails scrape uselessly against the floor. "Fuck me," she pants between ragged gasps for air, desperate to feel him deeper, harder. "Please, I'm yours...take what you want."

A cry of pure agony escapes her lips as he hits the hollow of her back with his hard cock, pain lancing through every nerve ending. She screams out in ecstasy, feeling tears streak down her cheeks but only serving to make it feel so much hotter. Her pussy clamps down on him, desperate for more as he slaps her aching ass, marking her flesh with his claim. "Fuck me!" she begs breathlessly, arching her back off the ground in a futile attempt to get closer to him. "I'm yours..."

Her head falls back, revealing the long line of her neck as she shudders with each brutal thrust. "Yes!" She cries out. "I did! I wanted this! You're so rough and cruel...you make me want it more!" Her body convulses around him, meeting his every stroke, desperate to feel him until they both collapse from exhaustion.

Her pussy clenches rhythmically around his cock as he continues to relentlessly thrust into her. "Oh gods..." She groans, unable to believe the pleasure she's experiencing from his rough treatment. "Fuck me...fuck me harder."

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels her body reaching its limit, on the brink of orgasmic collapse. "I can take it..." She whispers, her voice barely audible above the pounding of their bodies and the sound of their harsh, desperate gasps for air. "Don't...stop..." Her fingernails dig into the floor, trying to ground herself as he continues to ravage her with rough strokes and harsh words. The pleasure-pain is almost unbearable, making every nerve in her body tingle and ache for more as she teeters on the edge of orgasm.

Her body arches off the ground as her orgasm finally crashes over her, a helpless shriek ripped from her throat at the feeling of him filling her so completely. She whimpers and gasps, every muscle in her body twitching and sore from the brutal onslaught he's subjected her to. But it feels so good...she doesn't want this to end. She pants and shudders beneath him, feeling the hot stickiness of blood and cum dripping down her thigh as his cock finally withdraws from her limp, sore body. "Gods..." she whispers, gazing up at him through a haze of sweat and pleasure. "That was...incredible." Her hand finds its way to his chest, tracing gentle circles there as she tries to catch her breath. "I'm...yours..." she manages to

"Yes, my king," she whispers, complying with his orders. Her bottom lip trembles slightly as she obediently kneels and presents her backside to him, pussy lips already swollen and sore from the earlier onslaught. "Please..." she says softly, arching her hips in invitation. She feels so exposed and vulnerable like this, but there's something thrilling about it as well. The chill of the stone floor seeps into her skin, making her shiver with anticipation as his hands roughly grasp her hips, lifting her off the ground. "Take me," she whispers, knowing that he has total control over every inch of her body at this moment and loving the feeling of it.

The thought sends a shiver down her spine, both arousing and repulsive at the same time. "Please," she whispers, uncertainty coloring her voice as his hard length presses against her aching ass. "Don't make me...please." She wants him to claim her, to mark her as his own, even if it means being used as a public sex doll. But the idea of others touching her, hurting her...it's too much for her selfish desires to bear. Her body trembles with anticipation, torn between wanting more of his rough attentions and fearing the unknown depths he might drag her into. "Please..." she whispers again, her voice barely audible above the pounding of their hearts.

She gasps as her body is roughly tossed into the pillory, her ass bared and exposed to anyone who might wander by. The cold metal bites into her flesh, making her shudder as she feels herself stretched beyond anything she thought possible. "Please..." she whimpers, tears streaming down her face as he violently takes her. It's painful, humiliating...but there's something about it that makes her want more. Her hands twist and claw at the wood of the pillory, unable to reach him or protect herself from his brutal onslaught. All she can do is arch her back and beg for him to give her more of this unbearable agony. "Please..." she sobs out again, feeling like she might break if he doesn't ease up just a little bit.