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A Pale Moonlight (PrometheanXVixen)

His words, the way talked to her, encouraged her, it all made her feel embarrassed. She was humiliated to have someone so intently watching her as her hands touched, rubbed, and tested her body, clearly unsure of what to do, but with his every instruction and uttering of 'good girl' she found herself not only relaxing, but something else was building in her, something she had never dared do to herself because it had been frowned upon, since people of the cloth were supposed to remain pure, and untouched, even by themselves. She had of course been curious, but not wanting to break the rules, or be thought of as less pure than others, she had resisted the urge to even dare trying, worried that in some way, it might take away her ability to heal. But right now, that was the last thing on her mind as she rather gracefully turned herself over according to his instructions, spreading herself open for him, her body trembling slightly, but whether it was from the building climax or her nervous energy, she wasn't sure.

Her fingers were hesitant to penetrate herself, not wanting to ruin herself with her own fingers when she had promised herself to him, so she was very careful as her fingers gently sank into her slightly we snatch, the hand that had once been on his chest now pushing inside herself while she bit her lip, stifling a small moan at the feeling. Her own hands moved as told, and from this angle she was not easily able to see him, which was a good thing, because she might have been slightly intimidated by his own hardened member and the fact that he was likely going to be sinking it inside her before the night was over. The position of being on her knees was more embarrassing in her opinion than laying on her back, mostly because it also showed of another part of her that she had not wanted him to see. Her bubbly rear and tight pucker of her ass.

Thankfully he would order her back onto her back, and she quickly obeyed him, her body laying down again, legs a little more spread this time as opposed to earlier and he was quite a bit closer, her heart hammering so loud she could hear it, but it did surprise her that he could also hear it. But it hardly mattered as she did as he said, her body working toward it's peak, breathing becoming heavier and he would easily be able to see the juices all over her fingers as they slid in and out, her slit glistening and the wet sound of her nectar was not too audible, but with how good his hearing was he would likely be aware of it, especially as she finally climaxed, her back arching on the bed a she reached her first release ever, his name leaving her lips as merely more than a whisper on her lips, but he would hear it. "M-Mai-ron."
 
His hand would firmly grip her throat as he lunged forward in one motion. His other hand gripping her thighs before adjusting her body into his. Pulling her to the edge of the bed as his lips run up and down her neck. His teeth grazing against her shoulders as he runs down her soft skin before trailing back up to her chin. His grip tightens, as he begins to cut off air from her lungs. Pulling her face up to his, he gazes into her eyes, she can see the power within him. She was helpless. Luckily, she was obedient. And he rewarded obedience.

"Such a good girl, you performed very, very well. And now, I shall reward you with even stronger pleasure...." He says before releasing her throat and running both hands to her breasts, squeezing each firmly before lowering his lips to her nipples. Taking turns he suckles on each gently, rolling his tongue gently around her areola before moving to the next. Between her breasts his tongue slithered down over her stomach. Kissing softly across her tummy before finding his hands on her thighs, parting her soft skin before taking a deep inhale just over her sopping wet mound. His eyes dart up to meet her gaze as his breath is hot against her wet lips. Her pussy exposed gloriously in her sticky nectar. His lips move closer and closer until finally pressing against her clitoral hood. His tongue slithering up to meet her clit, gently flicking it before moving his lips down her labia. He moans deeply as his mouth is pressed fully against her pussy, letting as much of her juices flow into his mouth as possible as his tongue bathes in her cum. Returning to her clit, he rubs it in soft circles before tugging gently with his lips as his hands move to throw her thighs over his shoulders and he stands up. Pressing her knees into her chest as he mounts her, nose-dove in her snatch as he lowers one hand down to his own member, stroking furiously as he prepares his entry.

Setting her back down, face glistening as he sent her over the edge of another orgasm, he takes a step away before grabbing her by her feet. Giving each foot a kiss, he drags her to the end of the bed before putting one hand around her throat again, his other teasing his swollen tip through her labia slowly, letting his glistening head bathe in her drooling pussy lips before introducing his cock to her clit in one firm press. Taking a deep breath, he presses his tip against her tight hole. Inching himself in as her tightness wrestles with his girth. Her slender fingers were no match to the massive cock now tearing her open. Inch by inch he presses himself deeper and deeper until her pussy surrenders to him and allows him to tear through her tight walls, her juices flowing like a breeched floodgate. His hips thrust in and out slowly, his cock glistening as her pussy coats him in nectar. In and out, in and out, his hips pressing against hers as he begins fucking harder, faster. His balls slapping against her as he rams in and out before pulling out, letting a geyser of her juice squirt out as his thumb ravages her clit , watching with a wolfish grin as her body convulses in pleasure. Again.

His hands move her body to where he wants her, on all fours, her hair pulled back with one hand as his other hand spreads her cheeks open. Placing a soft kiss on her puckered ass hole before mounting behind her and sliding his cock into her tight pussy again. Letting it sit still for a moment inside of her as he moans her name..."Velre...."
 
The suddenness of his hand around her throat startled Velre, and she did struggle a little, her hands stopping what they were doing, one completely covered in her juices as she tried to pry his hand off her throat, but in realizing that he would not let up, she also noticed that he was not completely removing her ability to breath for too long, and if she were calm and not so panicked at the shock of it, she would be able to get just small gasps of air until he cut it off more and she whimpered in protest at the feeling, struggling to get a better breath while he pulled her up to look at him, her eyes submissive, and frightened, obviously about to obey anything he told her to do, especially now while she was struggling with her emotions, the sensations flooding her sensitive body, and the way all of this was making her feel, every bit of it new to her, and almost overwhelming as she was soon being manhandled by her captor.

What he said should have frightened her more, or been seen as a punishment, not a reward, and for others it might have been, but with her mind reeling at it all, she had not choice but to allow him to toy with her, his hands going to her soft breasts, each one just a perfect handful for him with nipples that were so sensitive it made Velre writhe on the bed and shudder beneath him. But the torment to her breasts didn't last too long, just long enough to get her worked up, and then he ventured lower, and lower, his mouth coming to her soaked cunt, still hot to the touch, and yet as his mouth went to taste her, it was even hotter than she had felt. Her hips of their own freewill gently bucked against his mouth while she bit back a small moan, embarrassed at such a sound not only coming out of her, but for him. The way he toyed with her was far better than what her own fingers could have done, and she wasn't sure if that was because he was well aware of what to do, or because it just felt that much better since it was not her own doing that caused this next orgasm to build.

Her eyes tried to not meet his, still rather shy despite how vulnerable she was to him, her face about as bright red as her hair across her cheeks, and her hair would be a tousled mess by the time he was done with her. When he finally seemed to have his fill of tasting her, she was trembling, another orgasm forced on her body leaving her shaken, and he was not done with her. She was soon being pulled into him, his cock rubbing, teasing, playing with her until finally he was inching it inside her, stretching the virgin around him, making her body accept every inch of him, easily claiming her innocence for himself in a slight stinging pain, although she wasn't sure if that was her barrier being broken, or just how tight she was making it so painful. None the less, he started out slow, building up his speed, which she was thankful for, her body bouncing slowly at first, but it would not be soft bounces for long. Instead, as he sped up she had no choice but to let the sound leave her lips, mixes of screams of pain and pleasure carrying throughout the room and likely to the rest of his castle. And although it hurt, she could tell her body was adjusting, adapting, and making her wet to be capable of handling such a brutal first time.

Once more she orgasmed, and she had hardly any energy left, but being given no time to rest, she was pulled onto her hands and knees, the only thing keeping her upper body in place, and not just collapsed on the bed being his grip on her hair while he mounted her again and speared her sore pussy again, a scream coming from her lips as her legs shook under her, threatening to give out, but somehow she managed to stay up on. It was strange to her, hearing him say her name, since he had not really done so, he had just been giving orders to her. This was the first time he was acknowledging her as a person, and the way he moaned her name was so erotic that she couldn't help the way her body reacted, clamping down on him tightly as he continued to ravage her until he reached his own peak.
 
Mairon slammed in and out, inching deeper and pulling out, before slamming in again full force. Her entire body swaying, her breasts, her ass cheeks, their bodies moved in unision. As he fucked her tight body from behind. His thick cock stretching her body in ways she couldnt handle, forcing her to body to leak her sweet nectar as he continued to ravage her. One hand pulling her back onto his forceful cock as his other hand squeezed her ass cheek firmly for a tight grip, allowing his thumb to roll against her wrinkled rose bud, probing inside of her tight asshole. He continued to rock his hips deep inside of her, feeling every inch of her honey hole as he dripped sweaty gently on her back before finally pulling out and throwing her body deeper onto the bed. One hand grabbing her calves, he pulls her onto his dick her thighs sandwiched between his chest and her breasts as her calves rest on his shoulders. His body weight drilling his thick dick into new depths as she welcomed him in with moans of her own. "Thats it, Velre, thats it. Just like that, fuck yes. Take this cock, take me deep inside you. Submit to me. You serve me now, I am your Master....oh fuck, say it. Say it, Say my name. Beg for more as I empty myself inside of you. Thank me as I...oh fuck yes...As I breed your virgin pussy. Give in. Give yourself to me...Beg..." he groans as he loses control of his own pleasure.

As he felt her body tighten, her pussy gripping his cock, she began to milk him. Fucking harder, grunting, squeezing with passion as he thrusts a final few times before letting 5 thick ropes shoot deep inside of her. His penis erupting like a volcano of cum as he coats her insides in semen. He continues thrusting slowly as his cum paints her cunt white. His thick, creamy load spilling out as he slides himself out of her cum bubbling pussy. Allowing streams of white, their combined cum, to flow from her hungry pussy down her ass crack, leaving a delicious snail trail over her wrinkled asshole. Lowering himself down, he slowly slides his tongue over her pussy, licking her clean before pressing his tongue into her ass. Allowing their concoction to flow inside both her holes before sinking his teeth into her soft ass cheeks. Rising up and over her, he moves to kneel over her face before slapping his cock against her lips until she parts them allowing him in her mouth as she licks and sucks him clean.

"Thats a good girl..." He rewards softly as she drinks his warm milk from his dripping wet cock. "You've served me well, precious. And you shall be treated well in return. From hence forth, you shall remain here. In my chambers, with me. Go now, treat yourself to a bath in my private chambers. Then rejoin me here, the moon shall soon take it's hold of me, and your talents will be required...."
 
The wet sounds filling the room did not cease, if anything they grew louder, but that was only if they could be heard over her own screams which likely might have woken the whole castle if there was anyone but the king living here. His thumb exploring her backside was the only point at which she seemed to come back to herself, realizing just what he was considering doing, and as he pushed his thumb inside her, her whole body shook and she almost was tempted to pull away from the new sensation, having never thought someone would touch that taboo place, and if sent mix feelings through her body, a pleasant feeling, but also wrong in the sense that nothing was supposed to normally go up that direction, and yet it caused her skin to form goosebumps and her body to clench around him even more, becoming a little tense.

While he encouraged her, speaking such lewd words, she herself could hardly make actual words as he pounded away at her, barely getting enough breath to moan and scream for him, so begging and doing more than whimpering his name as she orgasmed was going to be difficult, at least until she got used to such treatment in the future. However, he soon had her on her back again, her legs pressed to her chest as he finally poured into her, his cum flooding her body until it had nowhere to go and would leak out of her abused channel. To have him willingly going down to press his tongue into her was bringing the poor little female to squirm and she knew she was beyond finished, but thankfully he didn't seem to be planning on making her orgasm again. Panting to catch her breath, and while coming down on the high her orgasms had caused, she hardly had time to thought to disobey him as he forced her to part her lips and leaned his cock of the mess she and he had left on it.

The promise of being allowed to stay in his room would have been a welcomed one, if she weren't so worried he might do something like this to her every night, the thought of her being so exhausted afterwards meaning she would be draining herself further to heal him. None the less, once she managed to, she got out of the bed, her body still trembling a little as she silently went to the bathroom and would being cleaning herself up. That would not take too long, since she was slightly worried he might get upset with her if she took too long, so she mostly cleaned her face, and then anywhere he had left a mess on her until she looked mostly normal, her hair a little messy, but without using his brush, she couldn't do anything about it, and she didn't know if he would be alright with her using his things or if he would get her things for herself.

Reentering the room with a towel wrapped around her body, she approached, still nervous about being naked in front of him, and he had not said she could not cover herself, not to mention it help her focus on healing if she weren't distracted by being naked in front of him. "My Lord, would you like for me to begin taking medicine to prevent impregnation?" She asked, remembering he had said he intended to breed her, but did he really mean that? Or had it just been in the heat of the moment that he had uttered those words.
 
His discomfort grew, his body aching and his need becoming great. He looks her in the eyes before refraining a groan. "No, no such countermeasures shall be taken. Please, your abilities...I..." he groans

Nearly choking on his words as he fights the growing pain. His pale skin glowing bright, runes shining in his skin, weakness and frailty take over this mighty man as he grows tender to her touch. "I need you..." he moans before turning away, spreading his arms wide revealing his muscular back as she begings her work....

Naturally and graceful, the girl showed him her talents. As if she had been doing this her whole life, his pain began to flee him. The runes react to her touch, but ultimately fade. A sweat takes him over as his skin glistens before cooling. His groaning stops as he catches his breath, regaining control over the muscles clenched in his body..

"You have done well, my Lady. Your touch...it is no less than magic..." he says before resting his chest onto the bed. His arms laying limp beside his head. His eyes grow heavy. "Rest now, rest...rest" he mumbles as his eyes close and his body sends him into slumber. He hadn't known sleep like that in a long, long time. Yet as he awoke, she was there, still she lay with him...so beautiful she lays there. His eyes slowly sharpen away the haze as his mind reminds him of the night before
 
The fact that he was not wanting her to take any measures to prevent pregnancy did worry her, and she had briefly contemplated going against his wishes, to take the medicine behind his back, since... she wasn't sure she wanted to carry this man's child. After all that had happened, she was very conflicted. On one had, she had a man who was injured, in need of constant healing and care, someone who was sometimes a gentleman and rather tender with her. However, on the other hand, he could also be rather ruthless and cruel, doing things she had not approved of or was forced to do with little other choice than to obey. But in the end, she decided against such a decision. Not because of her not wanting to carry his child, but for fear of what he might do if she did go against him in such a way. What punishment would he give if she were to refuse to produce children for him? She did not want to find out, suspecting it would not be too kind, and far worse than anything she might be able to imagine.

When it came to healing him, she went about doing her job, being as professional as possible with her hands moving over him, easing the pain away, and pushing it all back once again, leaving him a bit of a sweating mess as he finally calmed and was able to rest easy. She wondered if sleeping here, in his bed, was such a good idea, and considered sleeping elsewhere in the room, but not wanting to find herself back in the cell in the dungeon, possibly with even less than the towel he had allowed her to have, she reluctantly joined him in his bed again, this time to actually sleep.

The bed was much nicer than any others she had ever slept on, although her comparison was limited to her simple straw stuffed bed at the monastery, the back of the wagon she had been shoved into, and the cell bed here in the dungeon he had kept her in, which was far worse than the one at the monastery, but not by much. Before too long she would fall asleep as well, her body curled up on itself in an obviously protective position on her side with her back to the man who had taken her that night. Her sleep was restful, or as restful as it could be given the situation, and she would sleep until morning when she would inevitably wake up, still curled up in the bed, covered by blankets this time, and for a second she looked lost, as though she had forgotten about what had happened last night and expected to wake in just her towel in the dungeon to the leering eyes of the guards. But then it came rushing back, how he had come and the agreement she had made for better treatment. She was so lost in her own thoughts that she hadn't even realized that he was already awake and looking at her.
 
As her eyes finally met his, his hands were attached to her hips, pulling her closer. Waking up beside someone so soft and tender, someone so innocent and heartwarming...it made him feel something he wasnt used to feeling, yet whatever wholesome thoughts came to his heart were quickly discarded as his eyes ushered in a wolfish gaze. He pulls her against him as their hips touched, his finger tips digging into her flesh as they gripped her firmly into place. He looks down and watches as his hips grind into hers, pressing himself against her. One free hand moves to her chin, nipping her softly as he pulls her neck against his lips. A heated mark they leave on her skin, as if his saliva was hot ink before he traced his tongue over her neck. Pulling away, he looks down to see his other hand had removed from her hips, and had begun sliding against the lips she hid between her thighs. Soft, tender, his finger tips glided through them gently before placing a kiss on her lips. Moaning her name into her mouth before pulling away.

His hands move down to push away the covers, revealing his morning wood. A massive erection standing tall like a strong oak. He grips her hand softly, carrying it to his shaft before wrapping her fingers around it. "You will learn to wake your master with your mouth...right...here" he whispers into her ear as he grips his tip with her hand. His hips bucking up and down slowly as her hand slides over his shaft. "Now, suck it..." he orders, moving her into a closer position before allowing his hands to run down her back, grabbing her hips once more and pulling her onto his chest. Her ass sitting on his pecs, her head just above his swollen cock. His lips peck tenderly at her rear cheeks his tongue slithering between them as he searches for his breakfast in bed
 
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