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The Kings Play Thing (Emmi-Mae & Lord Dakol)

Vittirio could smell her arousal, even when he was dug into her asshole. He murmured in excitement briefly as he groped at her reared, suckling on her lips as she spoke. "That's good . . . but the king will want you to be proud of your ass. Understand, love?" he explained, lifting his his lips to teasingly lick at her ass momentarily. He then leaned back and suckled on one of his fingers to get it soaked before pressing the tip against her ass, easing ir in for the inevitable anal-fucking he was going to give her.
 
Elena's eyes tightened with a tiny whimper as her head hung low as she remained bent over. As Vittirio continued to lick around her ass she could feel the muscles in her cunt beginning to tighten in her arousal and she let out a tiny moan as she raised her head. But then she felt the tip of his finger press against her ass and her hands both moved to the chair with a faint cry before she looked over to her love a moment with wide eyes before he began to push his finger inside. Causing Elena to let out a cry as she lowered her head again and took in his finger despite the embarrassment of having it there. "Oh my god!!" She cried out as her hands slid off the edge of the chair and caused her to lean even more over to expose her rear end and her quivering pussy.
 
Vittirio resisted the sudden urge to stand up and shove his cock into her tight, wiggly ass, and instead continued to work his finger in, inch by inch. The sight was enough to make him melt, and made him a bit jealous that the king - and others, for all he knew - would have her for the next few months.

"How does that feel, Elena?" he inquired, his finger in by the third knuckle. He could feel both her ass and her pussy pulsating with arousal, and leaned in to further tease her, his tongue probing the sensitive flesh around his finger, suckling as he began to work it in and out.
 
Elena's lashes fluttered as she whimpered in both pain and arousal. As she felt him move in deeper the girl let out a faint cry as her hands touched the ground by her feet, As she felt his entire finger slide in and he asked her a question the girl let out in her lusty voice. " It feels good Vittirio....r-really good..." She grunted out before feeling his tongue along her sensitive flesh, which caused her to grab the chair again when she gasped. " Oh god!" She cried out as her legs began to shake.
 
"Very good . . . you'll have to become a slut of all kinds in order to please the king," the young man said, clearly enjoying the fact that he was molding her to become a whore for the time being. He then placed his middle finger against her ass, pushing it in to radically increase the girth and friction in the small area of her tight little rear, plunging it in faster and harder, rocking her against the chair that propped her up.
 
Elena cried out as her back straightened slightly when his second finger entered her asshole and caused it to stretch even more. "ow ow ow..." She cried out as she shook her head several times before she let her head fall down onto the chair a moment to rest it upon one of her arms before her two toned eyes looked over her shoulder to him a moment. "V-vitti..." She began before his fingers began to move fast inside her, causing her to gasp out and she rocked back and forth, grunting each time he plunged into her.
 
Vittirio knew that it was painful for his love, but he couldn't help but moan at her cries as she continued to be bent over, taking his fingers in her ass like the good little whore he was training her to be. "Do you understand, darling? Are you willing be a slut for us?" he growled in arousal, before suddenly pulling his fingers out.

Standing up, his wrapped his hand around the throbbing shaft of his manhood, and pressed it against her still-tight asshole. "Do you want my cock in your ass . . . ?" he whispered, leaning forward and applying pressure to make the head of his cock sink in, just a bit.
 
Elena took in a fast shaky breath as her eyes fluttered towards her love with a faint cry as he spoke and she whimpered out in her quiet but lusty voice. "Y-yess baby.... I am willing to be a slut for you.....Only you... but i will pretend to be one for the king to please him..." She breathed out gently before she felt his fingers pull out and then she felt her throat tighten slightly " N...no no no... My love that wont fit..." She began before she felt the pressure and her eyes began to go wider than physically possible as her throat let out a faint squeeking noise. "I....Vitti..." She began as her legs began to shake, not knowing if she'd be able to keep herself up on her feet if he went in.
 
Vittirio smiled, just slightly, as she replied. Her response sent an erotic tremor down his spine as he moved closer. His hand wrapped firmly around the thick shaft of his cock, slowly guiding it to the entrance of her ass. Elena began to argue, telling him that it wouldn't fit, but he shook his head. "It will, love. I need to get you used to this, because I swear that the King will fuck every single one of your holes," said Vittirio.

His cock then began to enter, immediately feeling the tightness of her anus, taking his time as he invaded her, inch-by-inch. Once he was halfway in, he allowed himself a moan as he slid his hands around to her chest, squeezing her breasts to support as he continued to push his cock into her ass.
 
Elena let out a faint cry against the pressure that she felt and it caused the girl's eyes to tear up as her head dropped between her arms and her hands gripped tighter on the chair in front of her. When she heard him talk her eyes squeezed shut and her tiny voice cried out again when he pressed his cock into her tight hole causing her entire body to shake as her head flew back with a gasp. When his hands moved around to grab onto her breasts to support them both she let out a soft moan, slowly feeling her anus get stretched by his large cock she could feel the tears streaming down her cheeks but the love she felt for this man dulled the pain as she slowly turned her head towards him to press her lips against his. Her legs collapsing on their own but he was there to catch her when she slid, as was the chair which squeeked across the wooden floor. " I love you..." She breathed out softly against his lips as her hands went back down to keep her cheeks spread for him.
 
Although Elena gasped and cried with every second she had to endure of this, Vittirio continued, wanting every bit of his manhood inside her. He felt an overwhelming sense of pride as she didn't fight him, moaning out as he supported her by her breasts. Vittirio tweaked his fingertips to rub and pull on her stiff nipples, giving her one more thrust to fit his entire cock inside, her head turning to kiss him, which he replied with a passionate kiss. "I love you too, darling . . ." he murmured, rearing his hips back to push his cock back in, slowly fucking her tightened ass.
 
Elena's eyes tightened as her entire body tensed up when she felt Vittirio's entire length cram into her rear causing her to let out a tiny gaspy squeek as she let ehr head drop and her hands reached out to grab the back of the chair as he began to thrust into her, causing her to almost get lifted off the ground with each thrust she fought back the tears that still went down her cheeks anyways. When she couldn't take the pressure any longer she raised one of her legs up onto the chair and began to rock into his thrusts. Groaning loudly as she did, her long brown hair falling in her face as she did so.
 
Vittirio couldn't help himself; despite the fact that Elena was hurting and tears were running down her face, he only became more aroused as he pumped his cock into her ass. He silently prayed she would begin to enjoy as he grabbed onto her hips, making them meet before grasping one of her breasts, teasing the hard, stiff nipple as he groaned. "Fu-uck . . ." he cursed in pleasure, he kissed her back and neck when the thrusts were quickened, stretching her tight asshole with his thick cock.
 
Elena managed to let out a faint moan when the pain of his thick cock stretching her small anus finally began to get replaced with the erotic feeling of having him inside her. Her lashes fluttered as she felt him tease her hardened nipple and curse in her ear, his lips grazing along her spine and neck before she finally succumbed to the inner whore she was being trained to be. "Oh god.... Vittirio... my love.." She groaned out as she slammed her rear into his next thrust, causing him to go in with so much force it caused her to scream out in pleasure and go light headed and once recovering she did it again... then again until she quickened her pace with his fast thrusts her groaning becoming more erotic with time.
 
Vittirio grinned, pleased with her swift progression into her newly-found role to survive. As he fucked her from behind, the young man knew how pleasant it would be to have her as his wife; besides potentially being a great mother, she would also know how to excite and please him, even when they had their many children running around. She was going to his when he saved her; Elena was to be his naughty little slut, and no one else's. "Shit . . . !" he moaned, lifting his hips to change the angle just slightly. "Mm, fuck fuck fuck . . ." exclaimed Vittirio, "Do you want my cum, slut? Hmm?!"
 
Elena's heart beat began to quicken as she groaned out and bit her lip, her fingers tightening around the back of the chair as Vittirio continued to thrust into her ass, when he lifted his hips hips to get a different angle it caused Elena's moist cunt to quiver and begin to leak with excitment as she groaned out and rocked into his cock. "shit...." She caused out as she moaned and looked back to him over her shoulder her two toned eyes clouded with lust. "Yes... i want it so bad, Vitti... please..... please fill me with your cum..." She begged as her lashes fluttered and she began to rock into him with more force as she moaned.
 
As expected, Vittirio held onto Elena tighter and pulled her close, filling her with each inch of cock that he had. His cock quivered and throbbed as his climax came, pumping out his thick, hot cum into her ass. "Aaaaaah, dammit . . ." he moaned. His right hand reached out and grasped her hair, yanking it back to get a good look at her face as he came into her ass. "What . . . a good little . . . whore . . ."

Once he was spent, he slowly rotated his hips, still gently thrusting into her as he groaned, then sat back on the floor with her in his lap, cock still inside her. His lips kissed and nibbled on her neck, nuzzling affectionately as they panted heavily together.
 
Elena let out a cry as she felt his thick hot cum flood her tiny anus and as he continued to thrust into her but dragged them down onto the floor she remained ontop of him as she turned in his arms and wrapped her arms around him and pressed her lips against his neck as she tried to catch her breath. "D-dont leave me..." She breathed out faintly as she rocked her hips against his cock with a moan.
 
Vittirio frowned, groaning gently as she rocked against him, pleading to not leave her. "I'm sorry, my love . . . I will be back for you . . . I promise," he whispered, kissing her cheeks softly and slowly. Then, standing up with her in his arms, Vittirio set her on the bed, placing a deep, passionate kiss on her lips. "We need to get dressed, Ele."

He reluctantly let go of her, cleaning himself of any juices and put his doublet back on, as well as tying his britches over his legs and torso. Vittirio looked over at her and sighed, walking over to help her.
 
Elena let out a faint reluctant moan against his lips as he told her they needed to get dressed she watched him for a few moments as he got dressed and she moved over to pull the dark green dress over her head and over her slender well shaped form before she pulled her hip length brown hair over her shoulder so Vittirio could help her lace up the back. "Is it time?..." she asked gently as she slowly turned in his arms to look up to him with scared big eyes.
 
With a slight frown, Vittirio nodded in reply. "Yeah . . ." he muttered, helping her get dressed, although the King will likely just rip off the clothes to inspect her properly. A few minutes later, he took her hand, pulling her towards him for one last, passionate kiss. The embrace was quite a few minutes long, wanting to not forget the taste of her lips and tongue, moaning gently before he broke the kiss. "Let's go, my love . . ."

Walking out into the hallway, he noticed Salvatore and David walking towards them to escort Elena to the king's chambers. The three of them stood around Elena, slowly making their way to the chambers. Once there, Vittirio nervously knocked on the double-doors, waiting for the king to allow them entrance.
 
Elena's entire body shook with fear and uneasiness as Vittirio laced up the back of her dress and pulled her into him for one last kiss. She could feel the tears streaming down her cheeks as she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back willingly. when he took her hand and led her out into the hall she walked in the center of the three men, her long brown curls braided down her shoulder which she played with nervously until the four of them stopped in front of the kinds bedchambers. She quickly wiped the tears from her eyes as she glanced towards David, seeing the mans devilish grin on his face made her shutter, when her eyes turned to salvatore she noticed he was keeping his face away from her... she could see his regret for the past few days and for the fact that he would be the reason she'd most likely end up being killed. When her eyes rested on Vittirio she didn't have any time to look at him because it was then that the chamber doors swung open and the mad king stepped out, David's hands pushing hard on Elena's shoulders to make her kneel, the pressure only causing her to fall over completely on her hands and knees with a groan of pain, her eyes turning back towards Vittirio.
 
The doors had swung out suddenly, revealing the king that ruled over them all; he was older than all three men, his age close to about forty years old but in peak physical shape. A golden band rested around his forehead, a bright red ruby encrusted in the middle, framing his short graying hair perfectly. He wore expensive robes of gold and platinum, mixed with the colors of red and black as he peered down at his new slave with his eyes of pitch black. "Heh . . . this is the new bitch, eh?" he looked at David with a wild smirk, gesturing him to back away. "She is lovely; good work, all three of you."

The King looked down at his slave and scoffed, "Get up, you worthless whore . . ." he growled, turning away and striding back into his chambers. A large bed greeted them, freshly-made as he turned to Salvatore. "Is she a virgin?" he asked.

Salvatore shook his head, "No, Your Grace. She is learned in all manners of sex. We made sure she is fit for your cock," he explained.

"Did any of you fuck her . . . ?" the King asked lowly.

The trio shared glances before shaking their heads. If the King found out that any of them had sex with her, all of them would die right then. "Of course not, milord," replied David, crossing his arms as the King sat at the edge of the bed.

"Perfect . . . c'mere, whore, and let me have a look at you," the King ordered, waiting impatiently.
 
Elena made sure to keep her two toned eyes away from the kings face as he spoke. When he ordered her to stand she slowly pushed herself to her bare feet and glanced over her shoulder to Vittirio a moment before she moved into the room. Moving over to the king as he sat on the edge of the bed she moved in front of him and slowly raised her head so he could see her face... her mouth... her two different colored eyes... her hair... the tears she shed. She carefully began to undo her dress but when the king showed impatience it was David to used his knife to cut off her dress, causing her to squeek slightly when the blade nicked her pale flesh she hugged the rag to her breasts before she was ordered to let it go and she stood there completely nude in front of the king, her eyes stuck on the floor now.
 
Vittirio had his eyes closed, unable to bear looking as Elena was forced to be nude, David approaching from behind to cut off the dress, lightly nicking her in the process. The King growled as she hugged the dress to her form, "Let it fall, slave!" he barked, and as she followed his order, his eyes hungrily devoured her full breasts and tight-looking pussy. His hands rose up, palming her titties roughly as his fingers played with her nipples to get them stiff. "Spread your legs, whore," he commanded, sliding one hand down her form, his thumb playing with her clit and one thick finger thrusting up into her cunt. "Mmm . . . she is a tight one . . ."
 
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