Page 74 of Bred
“Do not stop. I want to watch you fuck yourself while you choke on my cock.” Obediently, my fingers resumed their circular motion, dipping in and out of my soaking pussy as the head of the king’s cock nudged between my lips and entered my mouth.
His groan of pleasure encouraged me to stay still, and his hand on my hair, pulling me toward him, caused me to take more and more of his smooth length into my mouth.
He was hardness and softness and fiery passion, and my mouth slipped around his manhood until the head of his cock pressed against the back of my throat. He choked me with it briefly before he pulled back, only to test my resolve again.
I moaned deep in my throat, eager to be used, and the king’s answering groan told me I was doing exactly what he wanted.
The lazy circles being made by my fingers drove my pleasure higher and higher, and my heart thundered in her chest. The king’s cock stiffened in my mouth, and I looked up to see the king frozen, with his head thrown back in ecstasy, before he pulled his cock from my mouth.
My face was wet with tears and saliva, and my pussy throbbed with the need to be filled.
The king released his hold on my hair. “I want you on your hands and knees, girl.”
I swallowed hard, gasping for breath, and did as I was told. I bit down hard on my lip as I bent forward and exposed myself to him, presenting the swollen lips of my pussy to him. I fought the urge to flinch as he stroked his hand over my burning skin.
He ran his fingers over my wet, throbbing cleft, teasing me with his tender touch before pushing a finger inside, making me gasp in surprise. My gasp was rewarded with a stinging slap on my ass cheek.
I bit my lip to keep from crying out as he followed the slap with two more in the same place.
He rubbed his hand over the top of my ass and up my back, bending my waist and pressing me down into the softness of the bed.
“Give me your hands.”
I hesitated for only a moment before I complied. He pulled my wrists together behind my back and gasped into the coverlet as the king tied them together with a length of velvet. The sensation of the knot tightening against my skin sent a shockwave through my body. My pussy throbbed in response and I pushed my ass back toward him to show him how eager I was to be bred however he wanted me.
The swiftness of the slap that stung my ass next made me cry out in shock, which earned me three more sharp slaps.
I shuddered and moaned, hoping that he would continue his punishment and give me the release I craved. I vibrated with need for him, and pushed my ass toward him again, begging him without words to sink his fingers, or his cock, inside me.
Begging for him to stretch me and make me feel whole before tearing me apart.
As if he had known what I wanted, the king teased my tender opening with his fingers, first one, and then two, sinking them deep into my pussy, plunging them into me with a speed and force that made me cry out.
Every cry was met with a stinging slap, and soon my ass and thighs were burning and I was shuddering with ecstasy. He gripped my ass hard, intensifying the pain and the pleasure at the same time, and I pressed her face into the bed to keep from crying out.
All at once, his hand was soft on my heated skin.
“A determined breeder,” he murmured.
“Yes, Majesty,” I gasped. He chuckled in response, and I wondered if he was surprised at my eagerness to please him.
He gripped the ribbon that tied my hands together and pulled on them, tugging my chest off the bed and stretching my back, tilting my ass higher, and opening my pussy to him.
“Artin says that you are fertile, and that there will be a child—”
“Yes, Majesty,” I moaned. “Take me… let me give you the child you crave.”
I moaned softly as I felt the head of his cock press against my shivering opening. I wanted him so badly, needed him inside me. The prolonged wait had driven me almost to the point of madness, and my body hovered on the brink of release.
I struggled to push herself back toward him, to force him to take me, and without warning he plunged deep inside and I cried out as he filled me with his cock again, and again.
Long deep strokes brought me to the peak of ecstasy, and the agony in my back and thighs drove me over the edge, and I cried out once more as my orgasm broke over me and my body shuddered.
Behind me, the king’s throaty groan and animalistic grunt told me he was nearing his own climax, and I leaned against his grip, opening myself wider to his furious strokes. I moaned and panted with my release as he found his own climax, and I felt his cock throb as he emptied his seed deep inside me in hot spurts.
Gasping for breath, the king released his hold on my bound hands and eased me gently onto the bed. Still buried inside me, he leaned forward to untie my bonds, and as my arms fell down onto the bed, he thrust his hips forward, fucking into me again, lubed by his cum and my own slick heat. I tightened my body, milking his cock for every drop of cum before he withdrew from my soaking haven with a regretful moan.
I stayed in that position, my ass in the air, as the king stroked his hand over my burning flesh. The trickle of his seed down my thigh made me shiver, and I moaned as he swept the wayward liquid back into my pussy and pushed his fingers inside me.
