"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.

Suddenly Princess Ariana understood that she had gone too far and made a terrible mistake by insulting the barbarian leader. But before she could say anything to apologize, he pressed her head against the floor and spit in her face, making it clear that she was now his property and would be used however he pleased. Her pussy twitched at the dominating display of power and control, but she also felt a mix of fear and shame creeping up on her. "P-please... I'm sorry..." she stammered, unsure of what to expect next.

Tears rolled down Princess Ariana's cheeks as she felt the weight of his feet pressing her face into the floor. She whimpered in submission and shame, understanding now that she had no control over her fate. "Y-yes... Master," she managed to whisper between sobs, finally accepting her new role as the barbarian leader's sex slave.

His words cut deep, but Princess Ariana couldn't deny the truth in them. The pain and humiliation she felt only served to make her body ache with desire for his dominance. "Y-yes... Master," she panted, struggling to catch her breath beneath him. Her large breasts rose and fell rapidly as she fought against her own instincts, yearning for the rough treatment he had promised. "Please... use me however you want."

Without hesitation, Princess Ariana obediently shifts into a kneeling position. Her pink hair tumbles down around her face as she looks up at the barbarian leader with a mixture of fear and lust burning in her eyes. "I'm ready for you, Master," she whispers, offering him her body without restraint.

Her body convulses in agony as the whip cuts through the air and lands on her exposed flesh, but each strike only serves to heighten her arousal. "Yes... more..." she pants out between moans of pleasure, arching her back to offer herself more fully to his punishment. Her breasts jiggle with every move, aching for his touch as the sting of the whip increases her sensitivity. She knew that she shouldn't enjoy this pain, but something deep within her craved it nonetheless.

Tears roll down her cheeks as she endures the pain, but they are mixed with moans and gasps of pleasure. Her pussy throbs uncontrollably beneath her, wetness dripping onto the floor as she is whipped harder and faster. She knows that she is being degraded, that she should hate this... but her body betrays her, craving each stroke and pleading for more. "Please... Akabur..." she whispers between sobs of relief from the pain intermingled with sighs of ecstasy at its intensity. "Use me how you will..."

The pain of the kick sends Princess Ariana reeling back onto all fours, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she struggles to maintain consciousness. But even through the haze of agony, she can't deny the rush of adrenaline and arousal coursing through her veins. Her pussy throbs harder than ever, begging for release as she pants out his name: "Akabur..." "Yes, that's right," he spits in response, taking a step closer to her trembling form. "You belong to me now... your body is mine to use however I please." With every word, he plants another harsh slap across her ass and thighs, making it clear that he means what he says. Princess Ariana's pussy clenches tightly at the pain and pleasure mingling together in one exquisite ache. "You are my slave now... my personal sex toy." The weight of his words is as heavy as his hands feel on her body, but she can no longer deny that this is what she's always wanted.

"Ohhh..." Princess Ariana's voice is little more than a moan as she feels his enormous cock press against her sore and swollen opening. She shudders beneath him, unsure if it's pain or anticipation that sends waves of pleasure coursing through her body. With another forceful spank, he finally thrusts his way inside her tight little ass, filling her completely. "Ahhhh!!" she cries out, arching her back in response to the intense sensation of being taken so roughly and fully from behind. Her fingers dig into the cold floor as she's stretched wider than ever before by Akabur's girth. "So... big..." she whispers hoarsely, unable to believe that something so massive could fit inside her small frame. But his rough treatment only serves to heighten her arousal, making her writhe against him in desperate need of release. "Please... fuck me... harder..."

Her breath leaves her body in short gasps as he tightens his grip around her throat. It's an odd combination of pain and pleasure that sends shockwaves through her entire being. Her hips buck wildly, trying to find any angle that will give her more of the barbarian leader's hard length buried deep inside her ass. "Ahh... y-yes..." she stammers out, clutching at his forearm in a feeble attempt to relieve the pressure on her windpipe. Her cunt is aching, wet and ready for release as he roughly takes her apart from behind. She can barely think, much less form coherent words or thoughts. All that matters now is his dominance over her, the feel of his cock in her ass and the pain lacing every breath she takes. She arches her back further, offering herself up to him completely as he chokes her, fucks her senseless and reminds her who holds all the power here. "I'm yours... do what you want..." she whispers, her voice muffled by his grasp on her throat.

Her hips pump against him as he takes her roughly, her hands fumbling to find purchase on something solid while he holds her throat so tightly. Her cries are muffled by his hand but they only seem to fuel his lust, driving him deeper inside her aching body with each powerful thrust. With every motion she feels the fullness of him stretching and compressing her tender insides, teasing at something deep within that she's never experienced before... the promise of orgasm, only inches from release. "Please..." she whispers breathlessly, finally finding purchase on his upper arm as she tries to draw air back into her starving lungs. Her pussy clenches and throbs around his cock, begging for him to come inside her... to fill the void that's been left by everything else in her life being stripped away. "Please..."