"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.
“Do I like what I see?” I ask while eyeing you up and down. “What I see is a former princess who was dumb enough to allow herself to be taken hostage by the most dangerous Barbadian’s on the planet…yes…I like what I see.”
"Oh...um..." She says blushing a little and trying to cover her breasts with her arms but failing miserably since they're too big for that "I didn't really think it through...heh...I just wanted...to be used like the slut I am..." Her words trail off as she swallows hard, feeling ashamed at revealing so much about herself but at the same time relieved that she doesn't have to hide her feelings anymore. Her eyes roam over Rail's body, taking in his powerful muscles and rugged appearance. It makes her wet just thinking about what he could do to her. "So...um...are you going to fuck me now? I mean...I know I should ask but I think we both know that's why I'm here..." She says, biting her lower lip nervously while awaiting his reply.
“Oh don’t worry. In due time you will be fucked over and over again till you mind is filled with nothing but sex and cum.” I pause looking at you. “But before we go there, tell me. Do you believe that your royal statis will make my men go easier on you?”
"Hmm..." Princess Ariana muses, considering the question carefully before answering. "Well...I suppose it might help, if you want them to take things a bit easier...But please don't mistake that for me wanting them to go easy just because I used to be a princess...No, I want you all to use and fuck me as hard as possible..." Her words trail off, her voice becoming slightly huskier at the thought of being ravaged by the barbarians. "...and please don't tell anyone I said that," she adds quickly, looking down shyly. "I just think it would be better if you all were to do this for your own pleasure and not because you feel obligated or something..." She bites her lower lip, nervously fidgeting with her chains as she waits for Rail's response.
I laugh. “Normally I make my concubines undergo slut training but you? You have always been a proper slut haven’t you? You probably feel weird wearing clothes right now that don’t allow those massive tits to breath.”
"Hehe..." Princess Ariana giggles, her breasts jiggling slightly as she tries not to laugh out loud. "Well...I've always liked feeling free and naked, so I suppose you could say that." She sighs contentedly, letting her hands drop back down to her sides. "Please just use me however you want, Rail. I'm here for your pleasure and nothing else matters..." Her voice is filled with desire as she gazes up at him hungrily.
She shudders slightly at the thought of what might be in store for her, but at the same time a thrill runs through her body, making her nipples harden into tight peaks. She wonders how long it will take before he decides to claim her fully and finally fucks her brains out...The longer she waits like this, trapped in these chains and helpless under his gaze, the needier she becomes.
"Rail..." She says softly, barely able to keep herself from whimpering as she watches him intently. "Please...I want you..."
She licks her lips slowly, then reaches out a hand toward him, her fingers trembling slightly as they brush against his thigh. Her eyes dart downward before snapping back up again, meeting his gaze with a mixture of fear and desire that is almost palpable.
“You remind me of a chocolate gift I was given once. I was giddy to open it up and take it the moment I had it in my hands.” I laugh before eyeing you up again, my eyes locked on your boobs. “Strip for me my little chocolate bar. Strip slowly, make a show of it. I want to see my new piece of candy without the wrapper.”
A pleased smile spreads across her lips as she hears his command and understands what he wants her to do. She leans forward slightly, the chains clanking noisily around her restrained form, then begins to slowly unbutton her blouse, revealing more of her large breasts with each button she undoes. Her nipples harden even further as cool air brushes against them for the first time in what feels like forever.
"Hehe...like this?" She asks coyly, giving him a mischievous grin before shrugging off her blouse and letting it fall to the floor, revealing her perfect breasts entirely. She arches her back slightly, thrusting them forward invitingly toward him. "Do you like what you see?" Her words are laced with desire, her voice low and throaty.
Her fingers fumble with the clasps of her skirt next, pulling it down over her hips to reveal her garter belt and stockings before letting it puddle at her feet. She kicks it aside carelessly, feeling a thrill run through her as she stands there completely naked for him, her body on display like the slut she so desperately wants to be.
"There...is that better?" Princess Ariana asks breathily, taking a step closer to him, her bare breasts inches from his chest. Her hips sway gently as she moves, teasing him with the sight of her perfectly trimmed pubic hair. "Please...use me now..." She whispers huskily, her voice full of need and desire.
I stand up and start to slowly walk in a circle around you. I eye you up as my hand grabs your shoulder as I start questioning you. “Princess Ariana huh…? Princess?” I slap you ass as I say princess. “What makes a blue blood like you such a slut? Is it in your blood?” I grab you hip as I walk by. “Do you have any princess sisters like this? I grab your face bringing it close to mine. “How would the Queen react if she were here?” I pinch your nipple. “Would she scold you or want to take your place?”
As he circles her and begins to question her, Princess Ariana's breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels his touch against every part of her body. The slap on her ass stings, making her flesh heat up even more, while the pinch to her nipple sends waves of pleasure coursing through her. Her responses are immediate and honest, perhaps too much so for someone who should be trying to protect herself or manipulate the situation. "Oh...uh..." she stammers with a blush. "...I-I just can't help it...I want...to feel loved...and used...I don't care if they call me names or think I'm stupid, as long as they satisfy my needs..." Her words trail off as she struggles to find the right things to say, her eyes locked on his face. "My sisters are all different...some might be like this but they hide it better than I do..." She admits with a soft laugh, not understanding that by saying this she's just making herself more desirable in their twisted minds. "And as for the Queen...I don't know...she probably wouldn't understand..." Her voice trails off, uncertainty creeping into her tone. Finally, feeling bold and reckless under his piercing gaze, Princess Ariana leans forward, capturing Rail's lips with hers in a heated kiss. Her tongue darts out to stroke against his teeth before plunging deeper into his mouth, tasting him and claiming him as her own. She moans into the kiss, arching her back as she presses her body harder against his. As their tongues dance together, Princess Ariana wonders if this is what it means to be truly free...to submit to someone else's desires completely and without reservation. It frightens and exhilarates
I pull away from the kiss and slap your ass. The slap is so hard you fall forward. When you do I press my foot against your head keeping your face on the floor with your ass up. “You slutty princess. You will only take what I give you. You would have had sex sooner but you had to rush things didn’t you?”
A sting in my ass and then the hard floor against my face make me gasp as I'm roughly positioned by Rail. "Oh...um...I suppose you have a point..." I mumble, still feeling rather dazed and aroused from our earlier kiss. As he keeps his foot on my head, holding me down there, I can only moan softly in frustration and need. "Please, Rail..." I manage to whisper between gasps for air. "I just want you...to fuck me...make me your bitch..." The words come out a little more desperate than intended, but it's the truth nonetheless. My body arches upward instinctively, seeking his touch even as my ass remains exposed and vulnerable beneath him. "Please..." I whimper softly, tears of frustration gathering in my eyes as I struggle against my bonds and his hold on me. "Fuck me already...please..." The need is almost unbearable now, consuming every other thought in my head until there's nothing left but the overwhelming desire to feel Rail deep inside of me.
My foot retracts from the top of your head and you feels cock enter you, pounding deep into you. But when you look up you see that it’s one of my orc guards fucking you, not me.
"AH!" I cry out in surprise and dismay as another cock begins to pound into my pussy, one that is much larger than the ones of most men from my kingdom. The orc guard grunts with every thrust, using his impressive size to stretch me beyond anything I've ever felt before. It feels like he's trying to split me in two, and as waves of pleasure-pain course through my body, I can only moan helplessly beneath him. "Rail..." I choke out his name, the desperation building inside me with each thrust of the brutish guard's hips. Tears stream down my face as I beg and plead for the man who had once toyed with me to take control once more. "R-Rail...I want you..." But it seems that my pleas fall on deaf ears, or perhaps he finds amusement in watching another defile his former subject. Either way, all I can do is endure the punishment and hope that eventually he sees fit to join in on the fun. Or at least command someone else to fuck me harder until I lose consciousness from the pleasure-pain. As it is though, my cries and moans fill the room, echoing off of every surface as another orgasm builds within me, threatening to explode out of me with each powerful thrust of the orc's hips. "R-Rail..." I manage to whimper through gritted teeth, too lost in sensation to even feel ashamed for begging like this. "Please...please..."
I laugh softly. “What’s wrong? You are mine. I just like to share my spoils amongst my most loyal servants.the orc fucking you is a talented general. Do me a favor and please him for me.”
"Y-Yes...of course..." I manage to moan out between gasping breaths, still fighting to find my voice amidst the torrent of pleasure coursing through my body. As the realization sets in that there's no escape from this treatment, no hope for my former life or position, all I can do is submit and obey. Tilting my head back, I meet the grinning face of the brutal guard above me, my gaze locked on his eyes as he leans down to nip at my lips. The sensation sends a shudder through my body, making my pussy clench tighter around him. "T-Thank you..." I manage to whisper, feeling the last vestiges of defiance and pride melt away under his intense gaze. "P-Please...please fuck me harder..." With that, I arch my back as far as it can go, offering myself completely to the orc general. He growls deep in his throat at my submission, a primal sound that sends another wave of pleasure rolling through my body like a tidal wave. My hips begin to move instinctively with his, urging him deeper still, even as I feel my orgasm building ever higher and hotter inside me. "R-Rail..." I moan softly, remembering the man who first captured me. Even in this position, even knowing what lies ahead for me, a small part of me longs for his touch more than anything else. "Please...I want you to take me back...to be your slut again..." The words are barely intelligible, but they seem to reach the warped, perverse part of my mind that desires nothing more than to serve at the pleasure of this monstrous barbarian king.