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Do you know how boring it is to have to guard one of the many Aismao diamond mines? Boring as hell, and being just a simple mercenary doesn't really help matters either. Darren and his army had been called and paid by the Aismao kingdom to guard of their more prominent diamonds, and that is what he often complained about to his second in command, Micah. Nothing ever happened at this job because no one was really dumb enough to try and actually take over an Aismao diamond. Just planning to do so would be like signing your own suicide note. It was a nearly impenetrable fortress, and would require more than just one army to even push past the thick wooden doors.

Today was like every other wretched day. Another boring day just lounging around in the training room, and showing the new recruits and his men that he could still beat all of them one on one. Darren was a fearsome warrior, even those who don't know his name know him by his face, and most won't even dare to fight him. He is an expert at hand to hand combat, but his quite handy with a sword if need be. He had just landed a finishing blow on one of the new recruits who thought he was all tough when the alarm suddenly started ringing throughout the outpost. Micah came bursting into the room, and rushed over to Darren "Sir, the army from Girard kingdom was just spotted heading towards us!"

Darren just smiled at this news, and barked at one of his warriors to bring him his armor "Tell the archers to line up at the top of the hill and pick off as many as they can. Once they get within our perimeter, all but one infantry to attack them head on. The other will hang back just incase they do manage to break through our lines," the solider that he had told to go get his armor returned with Darren's helmet, and he plucked it from his hands before putting it on "I have been waiting a long time for this."

Darren's archers had manged to thin out the Girard's numbers quite a bit, and his infantry all joined together for a massive battle cry as they rushed towards them. Darren was amongst those who rushed in alongside his troops as he wasn't about to miss having a chance to battle. His sword landed the first casualty of this battle, and he spent the next ten minutes cutting down and dodging every enemy that came near him. He was laughing like a madman as he did so, and it was obvious that he was enjoying the bloodbath that he was causing.
 
Katerina led her army in battle just as she had for the last three years. Her father, King Girard, had no choice really. Sadly, he had no sons to rule over the army he had amassed over the years. And instead of relying on someone else to carry his colors, he chose to bestow the honor on his only child despite the fact that the child was a girl.

King Girard had trained his daughter in the fiercest of methods. She could wield a sword as well as some and better than most of the men that served him. Her talents with a bow and arrow far surpassed those of anyone else in his army. His daughter had been raised more like a son. Katerina did not attend balls and she had only worn one dress in her life. That single dress had been worn to her mother’s funeral when she was just six years old. Since then, she had wanted nothing more than to please her father and rule the kingdom as he had, strongly.

Girard Kingdom was starting to struggle. The king had used the last of their resources to barter with another king for materials to sustain his people. However, the other king was nothing more than a common criminal. The kingdom was now desperate and that is why Katerina and her army had been sent on this task. The goal – steal the diamonds from the Aismao diamond mines.

After watching and waiting for two days, they made their attack. This wouldn’t be an easy mission and she would lose a great deal of men. But the future of her kingdom depended on them. Katerina made it through the first lines of defense and slid from the back of her horse. Her sword cutting into several enemies before she had even taken a step forward. The armor she wore was perfectly designed for her. No one was ever the wiser. No enemy had ever known they were dying at the hands of a female.

Blood coated her sword and dripped onto her gloves. Her boots sunk into the mud as she stepped over the bodies of men she had never known. The entrance to the mines was just behind the next mass of soldiers. She could hear the battle cries from her army and her chest tightened. The kingdom meant as much to them as it did to her. Raising her sword once more and making a final charge for the entrance.
 
Girard's army manged to kill most of the first infantry, and Darren was included in that, but one doesn't kill him so easily. His fell back to the next line, and noticed a soldier riding around on a horse. He scoffed at it because a true general wouldn't sit high on top a horse, and fight that way. He would show his troops he had the guts to fight just like them. The more he stared at him, the more it pissed him off "Alright buddy. Let's see how you fare without your horse," his sword went through the gut of his forty second kill of the day before he starting making his way towards that general on the horse. Just like before, he was easily slashing his foes in half, and dodging all the swords that flew at him. Being that Katerina was on that horse, she was obviously faster than him, and he had to work a little harder to reach her.

Whenever Darren fought another general of an army, he liked to show the general his face. So he pulled off his helmet, smacked an enemy soldier with it, and slashed that soldier's throat before just barely slashing the horse's knee. It was enough to topple it, and Darren watched as it fell to the floor along with the general of rival army. His men were starting to push their men back, and Darren smirked wickedly at this as he sheathed his sword. Another thing about Darren when he fought an enemy general. Being that he was a master at hand to hand combat, he felt it the more honorable way to fight was through that, and whoever lost could be killed or taken prisoner. So far, Darren had won every fight, and he had no intentions of loosing now.

"So, are you going to get up, or lay in the mud all day?" he raised his fists, and the wicked smirk was still about his face "Just incase you don't recognize me. I am the Darren Durand, and I am the person every kingdom fears and wants to pay. Now then, put away that sword and fight me like a man!" even if Katerina decided to attack him with her sword, Darren was always prepared, and carried a dagger with him that was easily accessible, and he could pull out quickly.
 
Katerina had met plenty of cocky soldiers in the short time she had commanded her father’s army. Typically, men who needed to gloat had nothing to back it up. Bragging was something that an insecure man did. A soldier worth his weight did not need to go around introducing himself or reminding others of his greatest feats. The girl imagined that the man that stood before her did not fall into that latter category.

‘Fight like a man.’ Those words rang through her head a few times. She could fight; there was no doubt in her mind that she could fight. But the mere size of him would make it difficult. Just because a man can sit on top of their opponent does not mean they are a better fighter. Katerina did have one thing going for her though, she was fast.

Wiping the blade of her sword on her pants before sliding it back into the sheath at her side. The girl left her helmet on. Removing it would give him an unfair advantage and she preferred to win this battle on her merit, not on her sex. He was still rambling on about how every kingdom feared him when she charged shoulder first into his stomach. The action serving its purpose by knocking the air out of him. She followed through until she was on top of him in the mud.

Soldiers continued to fight around them and she could see that her men were getting closer and closer to the entrance of the mines. Curling her fingers into a fist, she used all her strength and even borrowed some from a short prayer she said. Her gloved fist hit his jaw square on and she might have even heard it crack slightly. But waiting around to find out wasn’t an option. He was simply an obstacle to get past. A moment later, she was crawling off of him and headed towards the entrance of the mines once again.
 
Darren hadn't expected this guy to use a surprise attack, and he had no time to react as he was quickly tackled, and punched square in the jaw. He laid there on the floor for a while, and a smile was forming on his lips growing by the second. It evolved into a most creepy smile, and that same maniacal laugh erupted from his throat as he spurred with energy. The mercenary pushed himself up off the ground, and his entire back was covered with mud, but he didn't care. Spitting out some blood, he broke off in a sprint towards the general, and quickly grabbed him from behind as he german suplexed him. Darren was laughing the entire time, and his eyes held a disturbing and creepy look that matched his smile.

He quickly turned on his heel, lifted the soldier up, and headbutted him. Not even caring that the same soldier was still wearing his helmet. If anything, Darren seemed to enjoy the pain. He threw the soldier back onto the ground, and got right back into a fighting position "I have waited a long fucking time for this. You are the first ever solider to make me draw blood, and I honor you for that; however, no more surprise attacks. You and me. One on one. Winner decides loser's fate."
 
Katerina rolled her eyes as she propped up on her elbows in the mud. The stench of death was all around her. And now this man wanted to fight this out like they were two boys trying to impress the fair princess into a dance. The girl had no time for this. Her father’s kingdom was doomed without her. She wished only that there was more distance between them so she could send an arrow through his heart to shut his mouth for eternity. But, alas, there was not. She was going to need to do something to appease his manly desire for conquest.

A moment later she was unsticking her body from the mud and muck beneath her. Getting dirty was never a problem. Her bright blue eyes stared out through her helmet. It would be the only part of her head that a foe would ever see. Speaking would betray her true identity and she could not risk that. Her men were nearly to the mines. All she had to do was to provide the proper distraction. So her one rule during battle would be broken.

Katerina raised up to her full height of five feet and five inches. Tugging the helmet from her head. The thick rope of hair fell down to her waist in a braid. Hair as black as night. The features of her face giving away her true identity right away. She stood tall as the mercenary’s soldiers stopped fighting. It was enough to give her army an advantage. Cutting down the rivals as they stood staring at her in shock. Withdrawing her sword and gripping the hilt tightly. “You will not win this fight. Go, before you lose more than just your pay,” she said with a hint of disdain for this man that stood before her. Katerina’s soldiers broke through to the mines as she stood there facing her last major threat.
 
Darren, like his soldiers, were surprised that this general was not a man, but rather a woman; however, he regained his composure quicker than them. He laughed at her comment of saying that he would not win the fight "Please, do you think that you scare me? I have fought men that were nearly ten times my size, and still came out on top hardly even breaking a sweat. You mean nothing to me, and will be dealt with quickly," regardless of this girl's combat training, no one had more hand to hand combat training than Darren, so he had little doubt that he would win. Her speed would be an issue, but all he had to do was remember what Master Risamo taught him, and that would be a thing of the past as well. The soldier took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and focused all of his energy into his key Chakra points, and it almost seemed like a burst of energy erupted from his body as he opened his eyes "Now then, shall we?"

Once again, broke off into a sprint towards Katerina, but quickly dodged around behind her as he punched her in the kidneys before leg-sweeping her back onto the ground, but quickly moved his knee to a key point of her spine that would really cause pain, but would not paralyze her, or cause any lasting injury. Now it was his turn to mount her, and punched her square in the jaw just like she had done to him "Did you really think that you could beat me?" he asked, punching her once more "My men may be loosing, but I don't think your soldiers will be as confident as they once were when seeing their general being beaten!" again, he punched her, but didn't move to hurt her again. Instead, he put his fists down, and smirked "But I at least want this to be fair, so I'll give you one free hit," he said, turning his head so his cheek was facing her.
 
Fury seemed to shoot from Katerina’s eyes like lightning as he held her on the ground. Her screams spurred her men on even more. They would achieve their tasks. She would give herself over to death gladly for them to obtain the diamonds. Katerina’s victory would be perishing during battle. To die a soldier’s death was the most valiant. But she would be damned if she would just roll over and take it. His blows were solid and soon her teeth were covered in a red tint of blood as it filled her mouth. She spat at him and her eyes narrowed. Picturing his death was what gave her the energy to fight back. He was far too large to move and she had to bide her time before she would be able to provide a defense.

The girl did not cower from any strike he gave her. Tears welled in her eyes only as a physical response. Katerina had not cried since the death of her mother and she was certainly not going to start again now. Her svelte but powerful body squirmed in the mud beneath him. Then suddenly, he stopped. She expected to see a dagger in his hand ready to slice across her throat and leave her bleeding into the wet earth beneath her. But he was grinning like a madman and giving her the opportunity she was looking for.

A quick glance toward the cave’s entrance told her that her men had broken through. Already her soldiers were riding out with bags laden with diamonds. The satisfied and proud smile that spread across her face looked so out of place in this scene of death and destruction. She sounded her battle cry and the fleeing soldiers responded as if to say farewell.

Katerina took that moment that he was distracted and capitalized on it. Reaching the hilt of the dagger that was strapped to her thigh. She didn’t bother using the pointed end. Instead she gripped it tightly and used the unyielding steel to add power to her punch. Both her fist and the hilt of the weapon struck the side of his face with enough force to throw him off of her.
 
Darren saw the soldiers too, but a good general is prepared for all outcomes. Just before he told her that she could claim a free hit, he whistled a tune loudly, and it wasn't a moment longer than ten soldiers and ten horses rode after the men carrying the bags. These were his top men, and he had made sure they were not directly involved in the fight so they wouldn't get killed right away. He knew that her soldiers would not get far, and he knew that those diamonds would not make it to the Girard Kingdom. After all, keeping those gems safe was how he got his pay, and Darren hated loosing pay.

Just like she had hoped it would, her punch knocked him off of her, but he quickly got back onto his feet. There was a visible cut from where part of the dagger cut his face, but he didn't even seem to care about it "So, it seems you are smarter than I thought you were. Well, I am in a bit of a hurry here as I need to help my men kill the remainder of your soldiers, so I am going to make this quick, but don't worry. I have a fate much worse than death in store for you," he quickly pulled her up off the ground, and headbutted her once more, but did not throw her to the ground. Instead, he began punching her stomach in after the headbutt, and was not giving her another chance to strike him freely. Then, just as he was about to land the finishing blow, he saw Micah sneaking up behind her. Darren smirked, and pushed Katerina backwards as Micah hit the back of her head as hard as he could before they both watched her fall to the ground out cold.

"How are our men doing, Micah?" Darren asked.

"Not good, sir. The remainder of your men are holding them back from stealing the rest of the diamonds, but I fear they are about to break through that line."

Darren nodded and the two quickly returned to the soldiers, killed the remaining enemies, and the soldiers he had sent on horse back returned with all of the diamonds that had been stolen. Darren had a couple of his soldiers drag Katerina to the holding cells, and told them to guard the door as he went inside with her. She was still out cold and laying on the ground, but Darren bent down, grabbed her cheeks, and shook her head as he spoke "Wake up, Girard whore. I think you might want to see this."
 
Katerina watched as the mercenaries rode after her men. She knew that they would not make it back to Girard. No one would make it back to Girard. Her father would lose his only offspring along with most of his army. The girl had failed and the final thing to do was to die with honor.

Each blow broke her little by little. Her body was strong, but was not used to this much. She respected this man a little more. Most would not fight her merely because she was a woman. He seemed to have no problem fighting her as a fellow soldier.

Then out of nowhere, he let her go. She stumbled backwards in the mud with both hands surrounding her midsection. A sliver of hope coursed through her veins, but that was shattered with the blow to the head. Her body crumpled to her knees and darkness moved in quickly from the corners of her vision. The last thing she saw was him and she was certain it would be the last thing she ever saw.

The voice called to her from the dark, but she couldn't understand what it said. Floating on a sea of black water. It was peaceful and she wanted to stay here forever. But then she heard it again.

Everything came back to her in a rush and her bright blue eyes snapped open. Sitting up quickly and trying to scoot back, but her body protested far too much. She groaned loudly and clutched her stomach, face, shoulder and legs, wishing she had more arms. The poor girl would swear that even her hair hurt.

"Leave me be, coward," she managed to groan at him through clenched teeth.
 
Darren laughed at Katerina calling him a coward, and he looked back towards his men to allow them to join in the laughter "I don't think you remember who you are talking to, soldier. A coward would of backed off after finding out you were a woman, but I beat you down like you were just another soldier," just to prove his point, he got closer to her and backhanded her without remorse "I know you aren't going to rephrase that comment, but try to remember the next time you speak to me, okay?" he gave her a smug smile before petting her head "Let's change the subject now," he kneeled down in front of her, and the air around him changed to be just slighter lighter "Like I told you while I was beating you, I have a fate worse than death for you, but I hate not knowing my foe's name. I never got the chance to ask you it earlier, so that is why I am taking the chance now."

Darren inched even closer to her, and stared right into her eyes "Trust me, it will be best for you to tell me your name now because I would hate to see a pretty face like you ruined."
 
Katerina did not raise her voice, but it was full of hatred. Her face the definition of seething. When she spoke her lips dripped with disdain.

"You are a coward. A real man would have killed me just like any other soldier. Did you bring any more of my men back here to spare their lives?" She paused for only a moment and could see in his eyes that he had not. "Like I said, leave me be, coward."

Katerina moved with a groan toward the only thing that inhabited the cell with her. It was a cot that bore no mattress, only a blanket that looked like it was older than her and only slightly less dirty.

The girl's entire body felt shattered and pummeled. What she would not give for a hot bath and a drink of her father's finest spirits. That was the kind of warmth that spread from the inside out.
 
Darren shrugged at her answer and stood back up "I don't think you understand why I brought you here instead of killing you. I am more than capable of killing you regardless of your gender, and you wouldn't of been the first female I killed. Albeit, most of them were courtesans, but who really cares about them, right?" he let a small chuckle come from his throat, and acted like he was going to leave her like she told him to; however Darren wasn't done with her in the slightest. He quickly turned around, grabbed her by the throat, and slammed her into the wall behind her "I'll just be honest with you then. I spared your life not because I am a coward and could not kill a lady, but because you are a woman. You see, my men and I often get rather...frustrated, and need the touch of a woman to rid ourselves of the stress. I am sure you know what we mostly use, but that can only go so far."

His head inched closer towards her face as his tongue came out and licked her cheek before pulling back "Now then, you never told me your name, and I will learn it even if I have to break every bone in your body, and bring you right to the brink of death."
 
This was Katerina's fear since the moment she realized what men did with women. She had never been touched before and knew none of the ways that a woman pleased a man. In fact, they terrified her. It would register on her face right away as her eyes glazed over with an internal fear that she could not rationalize.

The girl's fight or flight instinct kicked in and she screamed so loud that one might have thought the metal bars on her cell door vibrated. It was the surprise that she needed. His grip weakening on her neck just enough that she was able to twist her body and slide out from between him and the wall.

As if she had been healed by a mage's elixer, there was no pain left in her body. Bolting straight for the door to her cell. Throwing her full weight against it. Pushing, pulling, kicking and clawing at the infernal thing, but it did not budge. There was no way out.
 
Darren laughed again as Katerina rushed for the door and so did his men who were laughing directly in her face. When the laughter was done, he grabbed a fistful of her raven colored hair, and yanked to pull her back towards him. He quickly wrapped her tightly in his arms, and wasn't going to let her escape this time "Sorry, girl, but you aren't going anywhere," he shoved her to the ground, but quickly mounted her "One last chance, bitch. Tell me your name, and I will allow you to have this one day to yourself."
 
Her eyes narrowed as she looked up at him. Chest heaving under her heavy clothes. She needed to proceed carefully, very carefully. If she could only let him think he was going to get what he wanted, then she could devise a plan to escape.

She forced her body to relax under his and replaced the seething look with one of defeat. Katerina had never attempted to act or lie so this was new territory for her. One thing she would not do however, was to let him think he had broken her. Defeat was acceptance, breaking was surrender. She would never surrender to him.

"Katerina Girard, daughter of King Joseph Girard, general of the Girard army. That is who you have captured and who my kingdom will avenge." She shifted a little under his weight and her bright blue eyes never left his.
 
It was foolish of her to trust him, yet she gave up her name anyway "So, you are of royal blood, Katerina. Good, it makes things all the sweeter when daddy learns of your new position in this world," Darren didn't get off of her, and simply inched his head towards her ear "A common whore," the words were calm, but the smile on his showed dark intentions. With that, he called two other men inside the cell, and told them to hold her down. They were strong men, and she would need a miracle to get away from their grasp. Darren wasted no time in ripping her armor from her body, then tearing her underclothing from her body to leave her completely exposed and naked.

He then removed his lower armor, and stripped himself of his pants and linens to reveal his fully erect seven inch cock "I'm sorry, did I say that I would allow you to have a day to yourself? I meant to say that I would make this a day you will never forget. The day...you became a woman," with that as her only warning, Darren suddenly thrusted himself inside her, broke through her hymen, and didn't even give her a chance to recover before he was brutally thrusting inside her, and wasn't showing any signs of mercy.
 
It all happened so fast and there was nothing Katerina could do to stop it. The guards were there, one at her head and the other at her feet. A moment later, she was bare for all to see. Her stomach clenched and threatened to empty what little contents it had all over her chest. She watched in terror as he disrobed and crawled back between her pinned legs.

This was a nightmare. This was indeed worse than any death that she could imagine. And then it got worse. Then he shoved inside her with so much force that she felt as though her body were being split into halves.

Katerina's screams echoed through the entire prison area and tears leaked down the sides of her face. The pain was unlike anything she had ever experienced before. She had once been pierced by a dagger and yet this was far more excrutiating.

Her lithe and now nude body squirmed beneath him despite the pain. His hips pinned hers to the ground, but her upper body was able to move as much as the grip on her wrists would permit. "Bastard!" she screamed and used all her strength to try to buck him off of her.
 
Katerina's screaming did little to help her out, as did her trying to buck him off of her. Darren and the men holding her down enjoyed her struggling "Aww, is the poor wittle girl crying? Does she want daddy to come and rescue her?" one of his hands left her hip as it slapped her across the face "Daddy isn't going to save you, Katerina, and soon enough you will be nothing, but a cock-hungry whore whose only desire in life is to service my men and I. I wonder what your father might think of you after seeing his precious little daughter bouncing happily on my cock, and even begging me to give you more," he smirked, and dropped his hand back down to her hips.
 
His words disgusted her and she turned her head. She would never be those things. Katerina Girard was a royal and she could never do those things. The girl would die before she ever got even close to that.

She continued to fight him as much as she could. The sting from his slap just fueling the hatred that was welling inside her. It was the pain that kept her from breaking. The pain that kept her from giving in.

Katerina could feel his breath against her cheek and her stomach clenched again. Gritting her teeth so hard that her jaw bulged and flexed. She would see him dead soon. And the girl would be the last thing he saw in this world. Her smiling face as the blood seeped from his body.
 
The pain was only the beginning, but Darren was going to make her have a orgasm. After just continuing to thrust into her, he bent down towards her breast and latched onto with his mouth. He began suckling, licking, and even lightly biting her nipple to make her feel even the slightest hint of pleasure. A hand from her hip moved up to her other breast to grope the soft flesh, and his final hand moved to her clit, and rolled the bud beneath his thumb. He didn't care how big her orgasm was, but he was going to make her have one, so she would hate herself for it. His eyes looked up to see her face, and he smiled at it "Why so angry, Katerina? The pain of sex doesn't last this long, and I know you want to feel pleasure from all this," he teased her, before going back to her nipple.
 
Katerina groaned loudly when his hand moved down to where their bodies were now joined. He was thrusting into her body so hard that the rest of her bounced off the floor. Twisting and pulling at the hands that held her to the ground.

He was right, the pain had started to subside. Her body was lubricating itself as more of a natural defense than because of any pleasure. The girl took no pleasure in this dastardly act. That is, until his finger moved over a part of her body that she had never known existed.

Katerina's eyes flew open and a myriad of emotions lit them - fear, anger, anxiety, hatred and need. God help her, need. She struggled even more when she felt something building inside her. The girl had no idea what was going on and she would do anything in her power to not find out.

When he looked down at her next, she was shaking her head and stark terror filled the expression on her face and in her eyes. "No! Please. You can't. You have to stop. You can't do this to me. Please!" she begged with fresh tears dripping from the corners of her eyes.
 
This was the first time Darren ever saw fear on her face, and it brought him immense amounts of joy. He hoped this wouldn't be the first time that fear entered as he wanted her to fear him "You want me to stop, Katerina? I don't think you understand what position you are in right now. You may not think yourself as one yet, but you are nothing but a whore now. Hell, the minute you were thrown into this cell you were a whore, and there is nothing that you can do to stop it," he felt a pressure building up inside his loins, and unlike her, he knew what it meant. He didn't want to tell her that he was going to cum soon as he wanted it to be a surprise to her, and to also install the fear that she could get pregnant from his seed.

His hands and thrusts continued before he buried his cock as deep as he could inside her, and shot his load of cum inside her. It filled her insides, and would most likely drip out of her once he pulled out "Can you guess what I just did, Katerina? Would it help you if I said that I just shot my seed inside you, and now you are going to get pregnant? Wouldn't that just to lovely? Now you also get to be a mother to -my- children!" of course, she wasn't going to get pregnant from this, but he still wanted the fear of it to be installed in her mind.
 
The girl had thought that her hatred for him could not be greater than before. But she was wrong, very wrong. Her bright blue eyes narrowed and she spat at him once more. It was her only way to attack him at the moment. The spittle covering his right cheek. Her hatred for this man on top of her grew even more. The thought of bearing his children made her stomach churn and she struggled to keep everything down.

Katerina may have been a soldier for her father's kingdom, but somewhere deep inside, she was still a girl. She had often dreamt of finding a worthy suitor, marrying and even having children. But this was not the route she thought her life would take.

Looking up at him with nothing more than malice in her blue eyes. "Get out," she growled at him. She not only wanted him out of her body, but out of her cell as well. The girl needed time to grieve the loss of her freedom along with the loss of her virginity. With the latter being taken away, no good man would ever want her again.
 
Darren pondered over if he should let her be alone, or if he should perhaps show her who holds all the power here, and face fuck her. That way, she could also learn the hard way why she shouldn't bite him. He could also take her anal virginity since he wasn't about to let her slide on that either. That would be a lot more painful than taking her vaginal virginity, and that fear that looked oh so delicious on her would be back on her face Oh! So many choices, yet so little time! he finally decided on what else he was going to do to her, and pulled out of her "Do you just try to give me an order, Katerina? Have you not learned anything in your captivity?" he smirked and slapped her across the face once more "I am not one of your soldiers. bitch. You follow my orders from now on," he quickly moved flipped her around, got behind her, grabbed her hips once more, and positioned his cock at the entrance to her ass "Just to let you know. This is for spitting on my face."

Suddenly, his cock began pressing against her anus, and continually pushing forward until he got inside her, and kept pushing until he was buried as deep as he could go. Her ass was much tighter, but that didn't stop him from thrusting as hard and as fast as these tight walls would allow him to go "So, are you going to tell me that you are sorry for spitting in my face? Who knows, I might stop here and allow you to rest."
 
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