From a Princess to a Slave

This a story I created with help of ai dungeon. Will contain things as rape, bondage, and mind-break if this not for you please leave now.

From a Princess to a Slave

Chapter 1





You are a royal knight named Flint, under the service of the kingdom of Eldridge. Ever since you were a child, and the had always king is very fond of you. Now, as you take a knee before the king, you can’t help but to feel nervous anticipation over what he will ask of you.

"Look at me, Flint." He commands.

You oblige, slowly lifting your head, and noticing that the king daughter, Leona, the only princess in kingdom standing at the King's side — arms folded, and pouting petulantly (despite being an young adult and fully capable of maturity).

"You have always loyally served me for many years," the King smiles, "and now, I have an extremely important task for you."

"Anything, your highness." You say quietly.

"Eldridge will be attacked at noon; there will be a war soon . So I need you to flee with…" the King touches the princess's shoulder. "…my firstborn, Leona. And the two of you must reside in the neighbouring kingdom, Sonum, until this war is over."

You nod. "I will keep the princess safe. You have my word."

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At once, you and the princess venture out into the woods on foot, towards Sonum. You walk a few steps in front of her, with large dagger in one hand, and a map in the other. The princess reluctantly follows, sulking like a child.

You push through the overgrown foliage, glancing back every so often.

"Keep up."

"Nobody tells me what to do." The princess scoffs. "Not even the oh-so-strong warrior."

"Don't sass me."

"I'll sass you if I please."

"Oh, wonderful," you mutter under your breath, "you're a brat."

"I heard that! Do you even know who I am—my importance? I shouldn't even bother wasting my valuable breath on a commoner such as yourself!"

The princess stamps a polished heel into the grass, harrumphing. "I don't care what my father said! I'm not taking another step with you!"

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Flint reached out and dragged her wrist towards him before turning her around so he could press her arm up against her back. After being dragged through the woods for hours on end, her cry was like music to his ears. He snarled into her ear, putting his lips to it. "You have no clue what you've just started, little child."

Her teeth grazed his ear, sending a jolt of pain throughout him. "Let go of me!"

"I like you," he said, before kissing her neck, "but that can change."

She let out a cry as her chest collided with a massive tree, her feet nearly tripping over some of the roots scattered across the woodland floor. She fought him off, only to feel a stinging ache in her shoulder as her arm pulled even tighter.

"What are you up to?"

He ignored her question and continued to squeeze her arm against her back.

"What are you doing?" she cried.

"Just ask nicely," he said, kissing her neck again.

Flint reached down with his spare hand and grasped her firm bottom, mauling it in his rough palm. Leona flailed with her one free arm, attempting to aim her elbow at whatever sensitive spot she could discover, shocked by his hold on her bottom.

Unfortunately, her assailant was expecting this and immediately seized her second arm, dragging it up along her back until he had both of them in one palm.

"Now, now," he said, as he pushed her up against the tree. "I'd prefer it if you kept quiet."

"You're hurting me!" she cried. "But first you're going to pay for that," he growled in her ear.

He grasped her backside even firmly, driving his fingers into the sensitive flesh and making her cry out. However, before he let her go, she let out a faint moan, surprised by the movement. Flint was taken aback, but immediately recovered, a wicked smirk emerging.

"It appears that little Miss Naivety isn't nearly that innocent." He pushed his hand up to the small of her back from the hem of her dress, showing a mouth-watering derrière beneath a pair of thin panties.

Oh, I'm going to love this.

Flint let out a low whistle. "You are going to love what I have planned for you, princess."

He yanked his hands to the side and palmed her exposed body beneath the garment. The moan that slipped past her lips told him she was enjoying his touch, but it was intended for him, not for her.

Pulling back his palm, he pressed it firmly over her bottom, evoking a cry from the maiden and leaving a crimson palm print.

He brought his hand down again, emboldened by her reaction and the sight of his palm contacting her tight ass, eliciting another yell of pain.

He struck her behind repeatedly until her cries subsided and she began to moan, forcing herself back to meet each slap, her body shaking each time he made contact.

"Stop! Please!"

"What? Why? Didn't you enjoy that?"

"Yes! No! Stop!"

Changing tactics and driving his fingers deep, he proceeded to maul her, eliciting a combination of agony and pleasure from the young woman.

"Tell me," he breathed into her ear, "have you have any experience?" Has a man ever seized you and used you before? Or would you simply pummel your tiny clit till you squirted all over your hand?"

Leona whimpered, not used to hearing such things outside of taboo literature.

"No. Oh my God... I've never met another ma-OW!" Her protestations were cut short as he tugged her pants down and pressed his massive palm on both sides of her delicate body.

"Good." The idea of becoming her first stimulated him to no end, but he was in no hurry.

He didn't mind whether it was romantic or whatever for her first time.

No, he was going to ruin her for any other man. He was going to fuck her till she cried for mercy, not stopping until he had her completely.

He spun her around and pushed her back up against the tree, her wrists locked behind her back.

The expression of dread and desire on her face made the bulge in his trousers grow even more pronounced, if that was possible.

He drew a big and very sharp hunting knife from his waist and watched as her gaze was drawn to the gleaming blade as he moved it closer to her chest. He liked that she was afraid. He liked that she was weak and submissive. He liked that she was going to be his, and only his.

He pushed it up against her clothing and slid it down until it touched the last of the threads. Slipping it underneath, he slid it up gently, letting the blade separate each thread one at a time until he reached the top.

Leona's breathing became more labored as she felt her dress relax with each snap of the laces. With all of the contradicting emotions she was experiencing, her head was beginning to feel a little lightheaded, yet the arousal far outweighed them all.

Furthermore, she noticed that she was unconsciously pushing into the knife as he drove it into the top of her chest, piercing the fabric until the point touched her flesh.

She whimpered as he pulled the knife away, sliding it down her chest and then releasing it so that it slid back into place, resting against her skin.

As he withdrew the knife, Flint pulled his hand back, raised it above her head, and drove the blade deeply beyond the bark of the tree above her.

He yanked her hands from behind her back and raised them over the hilt.

"Keep them there or you'll suffer the consequences." He snarled angrily as he locked his gaze on hers.

She whimpered and began to cry, her head sinking to the side, her eyes averted to the ground. However, for a split second, she was on the verge of giving in to her curiosity and accepting the penalty in order to learn what it was. Instead, the expression on his face made her remain still and ready to carry out whatever plan he had in mind.

She scowled as he took several clumped strands of her unusually long, thick hair, failing to see what her hair had to do with anything until he looped them many times over her hands and securely knotted them tight, forcing her wrists to rest firmly over the hilt with her arms up high pressing her chest forward.

He stepped back, releasing her hands and stepping away from her. He walked around her, surveying his handiwork.

The look on her face was worth it, but Flint's attention soon shifted from his job as he admired it to the small slit he had created in the top of her dress.

He licked his lips as he firmly planted a palm on either side of the gash and tightened his grasp.

Leona couldn't help but shudder at the sneer he gave her body as he strained his arms and yanked the cloth apart, revealing her bare chest to the open air.

The sensation of a chilly air tickling her breast caused Leona to gasp.

She'd never been so exposed to the elements before.

Flint took a minute to appreciate her small but delectable breasts before grasping one in each palm. He enjoyed the combination of her gasps and moans as he roughly squeezed them.

She fought against her restraints, wanting to run her hands over her body and, maybe, his as well.

When he sank his mouth to them and took a nipple between his teeth, the joy turned into anguish when he bit down hard.

"Ahh! Ow! Please, not that!" Flint slid the nipple between his teeth, clamping it harder as he enjoyed the sounds of her begging.

She soon started thrusting her chest out and moaning instead of crying anymore, pleading with him to keep going. He released her nipple, gasping as he did so and shaking his head.

Her nipple had already been bitten down to the nub, so she was left with a throbbing pain in her chest.

His original plan to fuck her until she begged him not to had been dashed by the abrupt understanding that this innocent and sheltered girl was, in reality, a woman, with far more awareness of carnal impulses and wants than she had led on.

"Tell me, princess," he said somewhat condescendingly, his fingers trailing down her stomach before resting just above the edge of her bare mound. "Do you enjoy playing with yourself? Would I discover a few items buried under your mattress that still smelled like your delicious honey pot?"

Flint smirked triumphantly as her cheeks became pink, having discovered a weak point.

"What? Please, don't!" She glared at him, her eyes red and puffy. "I... I'm sorry, what did you say?"

"Do you ever touch your own body? Stroke your clit? Put your little fingers deep... Inside?!"

With that, he lowered his hand and buried two of his fingers deep inside of her. He felt a rush of arousal after hearing her shout at him for being rough.

Oh my God, I'm going to fuck this girl. I know it.

He began to thrust his fingers inside of her, rubbing her clit in a slow, circular motion that had her gasping and begging him to make her come.

Once I'm done with her, she won't be able to walk back to the castle, let alone the remaining distance to the Sonum kingdom.

Pulling his fingers clear, he waited for a look of relief on her face before penetrating her again, his hand continuously pounding her sex as his thumb remained pushed against her clit, frantically stroking it with each thrust, making her scream out and buck her hips, her body confused as to whether she needed to escape the pain or embrace the pleasure.

Pleasure eventually prevailed as she raised her leg and around his back to draw him in. "Please! Oh, please let me to cum! I'll do whatever it takes!"

"No, Leona," he said, keeping his hand on her stomach as he pumped his fingers in and out of her, his thumb moving over her swollen clit.

Her gaze followed his arms as they reached above her and clasped the knife handle. Wrenching it from the tree, he left her hands wrapped around it before lowering the knife across her front, bringing the tip to the final point of her dress's front.

Looking up, she noticed his smug smirk before a strong pull on the cloth on her shoulders abruptly eased, accompanied by the sound of a tear, and the garment fell away completely.

Flint chuckled as he watched her face go from confusion to surprise to arousal, her cheeks growing rosy as her lips pouted.

Now that she was completely naked, save from a pair of small, thin underwear that was tangled about her knees, Leona could feel the obscene gaze he was giving her, his eyes roving over everything from her breasts down to her silky legs.

She should have been upset and shouted at him for being such a boorish beast, but the fact was that she truly liked the way he was staring at her with such desire.

Her flush immediately traveled over her neck and ears, and her slit became even wetter as a result of the impromptu fingering he had just done to her.

"Please," she whispered, her voice growing raspy and her chest heaving. "Please, I need... I need to cum."

Leona, now on her knees with her hands behind her back and her pert breasts on full display, could only speculate on what was about to happen to her based on what she had read in numerous romance novels. Though only one thought sprang to her, which was verified as the roguish figure in front of her rapidly untied the laces on his trousers and shoved them down.

She could not help but gasp slightly when she saw an erect manhood for the first time in her life, causing her flush to deepen and spread down her cheeks.

"No... don't..." she whispered, her heart beating faster and faster. "Don't..."

"Is this your first time seeing a cock?" Her mouth immediately dried up, and she licked her lips, causing his cock to quiver at the sight.

"Am I… Will you have me do... fellatio?" Flint couldn't stop himself from laughing.

"Fellatio? You seem like one of those mushy romance books that use fancy words to cover up any genuine sex."

His grin widened as he noticed her eyes darting to the ground. "So that's it, isn't it? The little Princess read those books for entertainment purposes, huh, and now believes she is such an expert. Well, I can assure you that this will not be like anything you've read before. Open up now, little princess."

"Please..." she begged, her legs trembling. "I need..."

"You need some head," he said, grinning from ear to ear, slowly dragging his cock along her lips, he carefully examined her eyes for the blend he had just been so captivated with. an expression of increasing desire mingled with some dread, a touch of perplexity, and a great deal of hesitancy.

When it emerged, he pushed forward, hoping to slip past her lips as rapidly as possible. When they didn't split right away, he snatched out and grabbed her hair.

"I told you... open up."

He grabbed his shaft and yanked her head back, forcing her lips to separate slightly.

Flint pressed forward, his cock sliding past the barrier of her lips, the tip brushing against her teeth. "Damn, I can't believe how tight you are."

The disbelief in her eyes pushed him farther in, wrapping her lips around the large mushroom-shaped head of his cock.

However, there was still a long way to go.

Flint was recognized for more than just his fighting talents, and one of them was his ability to pleasure women, tramps and ladies alike. He knew he was talented, and he couldn't wait to have her swallow it all and push her lips at the base of his shaft.

He leaned forward and whispered in her ear. "If you don't take my whole cock, I'm going to make sure you never have another orgasm in your life, you little slut."

He let go of his cock, put one hand over the back of her head, the other still grasping hard, and shoved his hips forward. He sighed as he felt her lips encircle his firm shaft. "Your mouth is so hot."

Closing his eyes, he slid further, making sure his cock head ran down her tongue until there was nothing farther for him to go. When he opened his eyes, he saw that the beauty at his feet had only received about half of his sword.

"Oh, little princess, you can do so much better than that."

He pulled his cock back, forcing her lips to open, before guiding his cock head to the back of her throat.

He bucked his hips, thrusting himself deeper, dropping her hair and intertwining his fingers together behind her head.

He watched as Leona's eyes widened in fear as her throat extended, revealing his cock into her body.

She frantically pushed against her restraints as she was now unable to breathe in order to get rid of the mass in her mouth. As she frantically attempted to get her head off of his cock, Flint scowled down at her and grinned evilly.

"You haven't finished yet, girl."

As he continued to pump his hips, he held her head steady, forcing her to take more of him. He could feel her gagging, and he decided to increase the speed. He smirked as he locked his gaze on hers before rapidly thrusting his cock all the way down her throat.

She'd never seen, let alone felt, a man's genitalia before, but she suddenly had one fully buried deep into her mouth and down into her gullet.

It just felt so big, and she was certain she would never be able to close her lips again. 'Which would just make it so much easier for him put his manhood back inside of you later.' She shivered at the thought, despite the fact that it had already started to make her body heat up more quickly.

When she felt him begin to rhythmically slide himself in and out of her throat, she was seized with a tremendous desire to touch herself, which surprised her.

She had previously just wanted to shove him back and get his shaft out of her throat, but now she also wanted to enjoy herself while he was using her.

But, with her hands still tied behind her, all she could do was gyrate her hips in a hopeless attempt to force her sex against something, anything that might give her the ultimate relief she could feel approaching.

Flint immediately picked up on the motion since it was not subtle.

"Oh, I believe Miss Sweet and Innocent is having a good time. But," he stretched the word out while still pushing into her lips, forcing her to gaze up at him, "this is your punishment for being such a bitch, remember?" It's not supposed to be enjoyable."

He grabbed her hair and slammed her head down, the back of her skull smacking into his pelvis, her mouth opening wide. Flint watched with delight as her nose was shoved deep into the tough hair surrounding his cock, bottoming out and causing his sack bounce off her chin.

He concentrated his attention on her eyes while firmly holding her in place. As she became aware that he was not backing out, the first expression of pleasure and enthusiasm gradually began to dissipate.

She tried desperately to break free of her ties but realized she couldn't because her hair was too strong and the knots were too tight. Her body started to tremble as she realized she had used up all of her air and wouldn't be able taking in any more.

Her body was starting to go numb from the lack of oxygen, and she was starting to lose the feeling in her hands and legs, despite her best efforts to stay alert. Was this really how she was supposed to die? A manhood, no, a cock, deep down my throat in the midst of nowhere in a forest?

As her vision began to blur and her eyes began to roll back, she suddenly noticed that air was being drawn into her mouth as a reflex. Leona felt herself coming back from her near-blackout by gasping loudly and urgently breathing in much needed air.

Looking up, she saw Flint stripping down, exposing a ripped chest and powerful arms, which gave her tummy a peculiar flutter. His shaft bobbed in front of her face, completely drenched in her saliva.

As she was coming back to her senses, breathed heavily, trying to slow her heart rate and give her body time to process the fact that she was still alive. She noticed that she couldn’t stop staring as his cock.

Against her better judgment and even her reasoning mind, she moved forward and brushed her lips against the tip.

Flint paused, his shirt halfway off, as a result of the experience.

Given what the young lady had just gone through, he was a little surprised when he looked down and noticed the mounting yearning in her eyes.

"Would you like more?"

She licked her lips, tasting him on them, with a hesitant nod, without ever taking her gaze away from his manhood.

"Fine. Lets put your tongue to good use then, while I finish getting undressed."

Flint didn't have to wait more than a second before his cock was instantly assailed by her mouth. Her tongue was clumsily playing over the head as she bobbed up and down the shaft, even attempting to reach the depth he had but falling a few inches short.

Flint watched intently for awhile, as the young lady took in a deep breath and slowly started to relax her throat muscles.

"Good girl. Such a good girl." He smiled widely at her, patting her before he continued with his undressing.

He skillfully kicked aside his pants and rapidly approached her, loving her touches on his member. He quickly determined that she deserved a small reward for taking the effort to continue satisfying him. He took hold of her hair and tilted her head back while gazing intently into her eyes.

"Get ready," he growled as he shoved his cock hard into her throat once again.

This time, though, he placed his foot up underneath her when her hips started to buck as he plunged into her neck. Her throat immediately went numb, but she could still feel the pleasure of his fullness as he started to pump his hips faster.

Leona had already been driven insane by the yearning for release, so she swiftly pressed down as hard as she could, feverishly rubbing her slit and clitoris against the rough and hard texture. And that was enough for her, and she quickly began to moan and tremble before crying out, all while her words were muffled by the big, hard cock in her mouth.

Flint mockingly cupped his palm to his ear, yanking her off for a minute.

"What did you say, princess?"

"I'M CUMMING!" she screamed, her torso convulsing violently.

Flint only chuckled and pushed her head down onto his shaft, forcing her to fully and suck his cock, during whole her climax. It took barely a few seconds for him to explode, flooding his entire being into her mouth and down her throat, followed by his spent and sticky come coating her tonsils.

Flint stood tall, towering above the naked girl who was still writhing and shivering from the ferocity and aftershocks of her previous orgasm.

He reasoned that if she hadn't been connected to the knife buried in the ground, she would have collapsed. Leona eventually awoke from her trance, recognizing that her aching jaw and lips were no longer encircled around Flint's rigid and pounding shaft.

She also realized that it that this somehow slightly irritated her in some way, which in and of itself was a bizarre sensation to have, leaving her confused on the matter. She wanted to impress him, to show him she was more than a naive little girl who had been indulged and protected while locked in a big castle.

That she understood exactly how to please and torture him just as much as he had just done to her, despite the fact that she would silently acknowledge to herself that she knew nothing about teasing any guy in such a fashion.

"Did you have a good time?" Her nod was less timid this time, though it still accompanied a blush. "It certainly appeared to be"

He turned and grabbed his clothing, dragging them to a nearby log.

She couldn't help but turn her head when she realized he was still hard.

She'd barely experienced anything like that in her short life, and she quickly found herself quite interested in it.

"Umm…. Don't you want to, ummm..."

"Cum?" Leona averted her sight, reluctant to face his. "Don't be concerned, princess. We have barely just begun. I'm going to enjoy myself, and if you're lucky, I won't leave you broken on the forest floor."

Turning back to her, his cock resembled a weapon in the manner he advanced towards where she was kneeling, and a ravenous desire filled his gaze. Leona's heart began to pound with an accelerated speed as grew closer and closer. His face was a mask of lust, his nostrils flaring and his teeth clenched.

She couldn't take her gaze away from his erection, which bobbed with each stride towards her. She really wanted to wrap her lips around it again, to sink it deep into her throat till his climax painted the interior of her mouth. It had been one of her favorite scenes to read, and even though the circumstances had changed, she still had a strong desire to relive it.

"You look so fucking delicious," he growled, his hips swaying as his erection came to rest in front of her face. "You're going to make me come so hard that I'll probably pass out."

Flint, on the other hand, had different plans. The knight, leaning over her, his shaft tantalizingly close to her eyes, pulled the knife out, yanking her arms along with it. He snatched it from her grip and held it in one hand while reaching down and pinched her breast hard, causing her to shriek as she struggled to get away. His grip, however, was too tight, and she was unable to move without feeling a sharp pain in her breast.

Flint dragged her forward while still holding onto her breast before pulling her up and making her stand or experience the agony.

She couldn't resist slipping the head for a brief period beyond her lips as she passed his cock. The following moment, she soon discovered his dagger's steel blade at her sternum. "I gave you no permission to touch me."

She cringed, though there was little she could do about it. Her thoughts raced like wildfire, but she couldn't think of a single thing she could say to prove that she hadn't intended to do what she did.

Leona mumbled a quiet apology before yelping as he proceeded to pull her higher. Now that she was on her feet, he released go of her breast, much to her relief and dismay. He smacked her across the breast with his raised hand.

"Ow! Ow!" She attempted to bounce up and down, unable to rub the painful place with her hands. She gritted her teeth and hissed through her lips after another swat.

"If you disobey me again, you will not appreciate that agony." He dropped the knife as she shouted out, slapping her other breast, before pinching one of her nipples again. "You will be screaming for mercy, and I will not be kind."

She whimpered, feeling the blood rush to her face and her eyes begin to water. He savored in the piercing noises of agony emanating from her lips as guttural groans spilled from her throat as he alternated between twists and pinches, slaps and maulings.

Reaching down to her mound, he could almost feel a torrent running from her. He grabbed both of her small breasts in his hands and squeezed them together before kneeling down and squeezing both of her hard nipples into his lips. He could feel her head moving around in delight as he sucked on them furiously.

Sneering, he bit down firmly, causing her yell to reverberate across the woodland. She maintained her position, not just keeping her ground but also pushing herself into his bite, wanting him to go harder. Her body shook as he bit down, his fingers rubbing against her sensitive skin.

She could feel his hot breath on her breast as he bit down, his hand roaming up and down her stomach and even inside her body.

"Do you like that, bitch?" he rasped, continuing to suck hard on her nipples.

"Yes!" she cried out, thrashing her head back and forth as she shook uncontrollably.

He was, however, now simply too overcome. It was time for him to receive what he desired, what he earned. As well as what she owed him.

Flint shoved her forcefully, pulling his lips away from her firm nipples and making her gasp in protest. Leona slumped back, her eyes wide with amazement, the earth rushing up to meet her naked bottom and head.

She was too surprised to respond and merely observed as the intimidating guy loomed over her before putting his feet within hers and dropping to his knees in front of her. She watched, wide-eyed and in awe, as the tip of his erect penis once again grew in front of her eyes.

Slowly stroking his shaft, he watched as her gaze followed his hand up and down the heated skin. She couldn't reach out to him since her hands were still tied behind her back, now uncomfortably trapped beneath her back.

She attempted to wrap her legs around him and draw him closer.

Flint fixed his gaze on her. He bent forward and smacked his palm across her slit, making sure to capture her clit in the move.

Unlike previously, Leona let out a faint groan and gyrated her hips as though pleading for more. If she wants to feel agony in her cunt, I am more than happy to comply.

"Please..." she begged him, her voice barely above a whisper.

His hand moved up and down the length of his cock, and he knew she liked it. Flint moved her closer, sliding his hands beneath her thighs, till the head of her cock lay at the entrance to her folds.

Grabbing his shaft, he lined it up and eased the head inside of her.

Leona had never felt more than her fingers on her clit or within her sex before, and the sensation she was experiencing was overwhelming.

Looking at him, she had the thought of thanking him for this.

However, noticing his cruel expression, she quickly swallowed the words.

Instead, she gasped and tightened her inner muscles, trying to get him as far inside of her as possible. Flint grabbed her hips and guided her movements. He grabbed her by the hips and pushed himself inside of her, ripping her hymen apart and taking her virginity and every inch of the inside of her cunt till he bottomed out and his hips met hers.

His cock throbbed in response to her loud scream.

Keep your balance, Flint, he told himself.

Steady. You haven't finished with this delectable body yet.

The reality of it all hit him when, he pulled out just enough to see the little quantity of blood coating his shaft. I'm her first choice. And now I'm going to make sure she wishes I was her exclusive companion.

Her tight, wet tunnel welcomed him and he set a pace, setting a steady, consistent tempo. Thrusting back within her, he smothered his own moans at the sensation of her hot sex wrapping him. He gasped loudly as he felt her walls flex, milking his cock. He recognized it was an instinctive act because she had never done this before, yet she felt better than the scores of seasoned ladies he had served over the years.

Leona, on the other hand, was in a state of bliss. The anguish of losing her virginity had diminished but remained, and it was complementing rather than detracting from her enjoyment. Flint kept his pace steady.

He pulled his hands up her butt and grabbed her hair, keeping her head locked in place as she thrashed. And, despite his body screaming at him to ravage her, he stopped moving, the head of his cock lying just within her entrance, watching her struggle against her bindings in order to gain more control. "With your face screwed up like that, you're fairly adorable."

She forced every ounce of her being to shove his cock deep as she opened her eyes and gazed into his. "Don't call me adorable; come back inside me."

Flint appreciated her determination. Despite the fact that the words were an order, the imploring tone in which they were delivered had him grinning wide, well aware of how much he was tormenting her.

He moved slowly, his hips meeting hers in a rhythm, his cock rubbing along the entrance of her vagina as he held her gaze.Before, he then drove back within her, drawing her hips into his, without saying anything, smiling, or winking. His tip smacked into her cervix, causing her to yelp in pain.

Flint drew back, seeing the anguish in her eyes, only to beat her in the same location. He pounded into the thin membrane at the rear of her genitalia over and over, obviously trying to tear through it.

Leona's back arched and her head fell back. She was panting, her breasts heaving as she struggled to get her breath, as she had lost all capacity to think coherently. Her thoughts were suddenly consumed by the exquisite agony he was inflicting on her and the incredible pleasure it was eliciting.

She felt a tingle in her loins, a sensation she had known for many years since learning the beautiful pleasures her body was capable of.

Her pleasure was building quickly and was about to peak. She felt a familiar tightening in her abdomen, a pleasant burning in her inner thighs, and a swelling in her breasts and nipples. Her body tensed, and her muscles tightened.

"OH GOD! I'm going to cum, Flint!" Leona screams, her mouth gaping open, as her mind goes blank and her pussy begins to twitch violently.

Hearing her ecstatic scream almost drove him over the edge, all of the buildup from their earlier activities flooding through.

Flint's fast movements become firm and purposeful, smashing his cock from base to tip. It twitches, preparing to unleash its load deep into her. The movement of his hips change from a steady and fast pace to a slower, more drawn out movement, as if he were savoring his release, prolonging it.

"I'll be right behind you, princess." He was too preoccupied with his own yearning for release to interfere with hers. He thought she deserved it after all of the pain he had inflicted on her. He was about to tear himself free when her legs clung stubbornly to him.

"Please! Inside of me!" The lady would always climax in practically every story she had read, with the male lead still inside her, feeling his release in her innermost parts.

Flint looked up at her, and for the first time he saw a glimmer of something behind the blankness of her eyes.

The princess was looking at him, pleading with her eyes and her face. It was usually depicted as the most amazing moment, and after everything she had gone through today, she desired it as well.

Flint knew she didn't understand what she was asking, but he didn't care at the time, swiftly reverting to a basic hunger as he quickens his speed.

He smacks his crotch into her, producing audible slaps as he repeatedly thrusts his meat into her fuck hole. She's tight, but he knows a tight pussy is a good pussy. Tight pussies are the most enjoyable.

"OH GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD…" Leona repeated as a tidal wave of bliss invaded her consciousness and all her muscles contracted at once.

Leona's pussy quivers as she finally goes over the brink, unleashing all her pent-up desire. As every muscle in her body shudders, her limbs wobble and yield beneath her. Her pussy contracts with fury, only to be forced open again and again. Leona lets out guttural grunts, the pleasure more powerful than she's ever felt. And it seems to go on forever.

With each stroke, another surge of ecstasy is sent spreading outward, just extending the greatest orgasm she's ever had.

All the while, Flint just kept pounding into her, his entire being focused on her orgasm. She can only feel it bulging inside of her, providing even more pleasure to her already throbbing pussy.

Grabbing her hips tightly, he smashes his cock as hard and as far into her as he could and roared, keeping himself in and his swollen up cock spilling its complete load of his sperm right into her womb.

Her orgasm raged and died down, only to be replaced by waves of intense pleasure that were building once again. Feeling his sperm splatter across her walls, reliving the dream she'd had with each read of her forbidden novels, prompted an orgasm beyond her wildest dreams.

The twitching cock deposits an enormous amount of cum, filling her insides with a searing heat. Leona's convulsions become even more ferocious in the heat. It clenches once more as Leona cums again. Her pussy quivers and spasms with delight, milking the last drop of semen from his engorged member. The orgasm was beyond anything she had ever experienced or ever imagined being able to feel; each spasm felt like an earthquake that shook through her center. Leona lost all physical control over her.

It was mind melting how hard she was cumming, her thoughts overpowered by sheer sexual euphoria.

Flint and everything else had vanished from the room, leaving Leona's consciousness focused solely on the stimulus that threatened to fry her brain. Her legs wrapped around him and dragged him in close. Her mouth opened, her jaw dropping open as she screamed into the air, her face scrunched up in a mix of bliss and pain.

Her hips were bucking frantically, attempting to drive him in even more as her come gushed out of her. Her voice was filled with groans and squeaks as her womb overloaded with human sperm, and her belly grew taut and distended with only the first blast.

However, the eruption did not taper down as it typically does, instead remaining at full strength for much too long. Any words that came out of her lips were a succession of wailing moans and savage grunts, the capacity to speak being much too difficult in her current state of mind.

"O-o-o-o-o-o-ohhhh!!!!"

Her convulsions would usually calm down within a minute or so, but they didn't stop. A second explosion followed, and her tongue lulled as pleasure and anguish merged, and her body stretched to the point of bursting.

A third spurt soon followed, significantly enlarging her womb and abdomen.

Her body eventually went limp after what seemed like an eternity, as it was too much for her fatigued body to bear as her eyes rolled into the back of her head, passing out from absolute bliss as the orgasm finally subsided down to more tolerable levels.

Flint kept his grip on her and pulled her in close, holding her tightly as she came down from her orgasm.

He'd never seen anything like it.

Her breathing had grown heavy and strained, her unconscious body only moving in reaction to the random spasms as it slowly wound down from her orgasmic high's pinnacle. Her head struck the ground all too quickly, her nude body completely exhausted.

She fought to stay awake and lucid, but the tiredness was too much for her.

Her eyelids closed, her breathing became more even and regular, and a sweet smile remained on her lips. Flint was similarly exhausted. He could barely move, his limbs weakening from the amount of time he'd been spending inside of her. Pulling his still erect cock from her tight folds, he watched as their combined juices slid out of her and onto the ground.

And soon began healing Leona in order to restore her to full health... and with that, her cervix sealed his load inside of her, her hymen was mended, and her misplaced organs, completely extended womb, and skin all simply... conformed to this new shape.

However, all Flint could do was rest, feeling the relief of his body being able to relax once again. His cock grew softer, and as sleep began to overpower him, he swiftly bent down and took her breast in his lips one last time.

He couldn't help but smile as he pinched her breast between his teeth. He rolled to her side and examined her ties to make sure they were still tightly attached and fully secure. He couldn't risk her fleeing or stabbing him with his own knifes after all. He then placed his head down and quickly fell asleep, certain that she would not be leaving.

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TBC