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Claim (Closed for Methos and FK)

If Brand had seemed pleased with himself previously, his current level of self satisfaction seemed to raise incrementally as she rather tearfully sought to avoid the fate he’d rather graphically described for her. The apparent combination of humiliation and brutally being sodomized was evidently sufficient to overcome whatever resistance her pride could muster. Her pleading stroked his ego sufficiently that were it a cat it would have purred, were it his organ it would have erupted upon her. Fear truly was a wonderful motivator.

His dark eyes watcher her sob and press herself to him as she promised she would do everything he wished. He nodded to her as he murmured “Very well then. I shall forgive you for ..now. But I will expect you to share my bed and please me least I should think that I shouldn’t be so gentle with you.” His hand patted her cheek at his fingers would idly stray through her locks of hair. “Because you know as soon as you displease me that I shall do exactly as I have said.” He leaned in and kissed her gently “Or perhaps I shall devise something worse.”

Brand’s hand pressed to her belly. Strong fingers would trail over it as he remarked “Yes you will give yourself to me, take my seed in you and have my children.” His fingers idly drifted along her as he noted “Its what I require of you and what is expected of you. Barren queens don’t last particularly long.” He observed casually enough. He could feel the shift of her body as she seemed to seek to press herself to him more agreeably caused him to idly murmur “You’d do well to remember that. Your fate is ever in my hands just as you are now.”

His mouth pressed to hers in a far more lingering manner as he tasted her lips. Now with mischief gleaming in his eyes he remarked “Now wife, given your newfound enthusiasm for martial duties, please me.” His hand strayed along her thigh as he remarked “As you now wish to summon forth my seed and have my children show me your eagerness for both. Naturally you should be convincing least I decide you’ve been entirely insincere.” If her body’s unconscious response to him had shamed her, now her active efforts to satisfy him were demanded. Naturally the consequences of her failing to do so were rather horrid.
 
Annalea looked up at her husband as he kissed her so gently, a confusing contradiction to his attentions just moments ago. She tried not to moan as his kiss lingered, blinking back tears. Her fingers curled against his chest as she shifted herself against him, tasting him for the first time, his hard lips salty and demanding even when he wasn't forcing them against her. Her long lashes covered her eyes for a moment as she accepted his demand in shame, moving against him, her leg brushing his thigh.

As she shifted from partially under him she urged him on to his back, clumsy in her motions. While she had been married for a few years, she had never bothered to be the one to initialize sex, or to really please her husband, she had left that to him. Now she moved over her new husband's body with a virgin's clumsiness, her lips brushing his chest as she removed his tattered shirt, her breasts brushing against him as she slid down his body. She was moving towards one thing she knew all men enjoyed, her husband had often asked it of her, though she had always denied him.

As she slid down her brother's body, her lips brushed his stomach and hip before running over his thigh. She trembled as she moved closer to his sleeping organ, her lips brushing the flacid shaft towards the head. She could smell and taste herself on him, and she shuddered from the realization as her tongue flicked out over his flesh, running over the head of his manhood. She looked up at him for approval, blinking back tears once more as she opened her mouth and guided him inside of it with her tongue, sucking on the head of his cock, pulling at it a little, her hands gripping his thighs nervously.
 
Indeed Brand was rather gentle to her after she pleaded with him for mercy. After all if she were to do as he wished surely things would be more pleasant for her wouldn’t they? Or at the very least that seemed to be the message he sought to convey. Why fight him when it would be so much easier simply to obey him.? He felt her leg stroke against him as his half sister closed her eyes. He felt her body shifting beneath him as his hand slide along her form. Those stroke fingers idly traced along her body and tightened upon the curvature of her form, greedily squeezing her flesh.

He was relatively obliging as when he was pushed gently he rolled off of her and onto his back. He let his now evidently eager to please bride slid astride him. His arms raised as his shirt was pulled from him and thereafter that muscular torso was subjected to the press of her lips and the crush of her chest as she slowly slide down his body towards his groin. His fingers would tangle in her hair, those strong digits stroking through it and toys with locks of it as he enjoyed her attentions.

His dark eyes watched her as her felt her lips slid further down his body until he felt their soft, damp forms meet his member. As she looked up at him he smiled and nodded to her. He sighed slightly as he felt her mouth slip around his cock and start to suckle upon it. The sensation as experimental as it seemed to be for her pleased him. His hand would slip from her hair to stroke against her cheek rather indulgently. Rather fondling sliding along it.

He leaned back and murmured “That’s right Anna..” Although there was a certain menace in his eyes as he remarked “Show me what a good wife you shall be ….so I need not become angry with you.” While she had his dick in her mouth he restrained himself from suggesting she suck his cock like the greedy little whore she was, that could wait until he’d beaten her rather more thoroughly into obedience.
 
Anna took his encouragement as a good sign and took more of his cock into her mouth, her tongue working it, clumsily. She found that it wasn't difficult to please him like this, even if she wasn't sure she liked it. His fingers against her cheek made her eyes close for a moment as she sucked at him, his hand in her making her shudder. She was still afraid, it was evident in the way her body reacted to his touch, the way she still combated pulling away form him and pushing in to him to please him. She could feel his body reacting to her attention as his organ grew thicker and steadily firmer between her lips, and she was forced to do more to bring it into her mouth. Soon she had to start moving her mouth back and forth, bobbing her head to work his cock in and out of her lips, letting it slide over her tongue.

She was still unsure of what she was doing, a part of her excessively unwilling to do this shameful task, part of her afraid to do anything else. She did not look up at him again as she pulled back and ran her tongue over the head of his cock, tasting him, surprised that she was not repulsed by the flavor of his body. She let her tongue run down the length of his shaft and then back up, closing her lips around the head again and letting them slide down, taking more of his cock into the hot moisture.

She stopped, though, each time his manhood touched the back of her throat, pulling away again to repeat the procedure. SHe began to make a steady rhythm, sucking him more confidently. She closed her eyes as she forced herself to please him, pushing back any other less pleasant tendencies.
 
Brand seemed pleased that she was still afraid. As she shuddered at his touch he simply murmured “Good Anna.” As though he was praising an animal or a child that needed simple positive reinforcement. His calloused fingers stroked across her cheek as he could feel her shiver at his touch. Although he groaned softly as he felt her mouth descending along his prick. The suckle of her mouth bringing his flaccid shaft to arousal. Blood rushing into it to stiffen it and colour it with a ruddy hue as he mouth nursed upon it.

As her head began to bob along the head of his cock and her tongue slid over his shaft, pleasure would course through him. Perhaps it was indeed relatively easy to please him with this particular task although he seemed unlikely to complain were that the case. His breathing could be heard audibly as he responded to her, some actions seemed to procure more obvious approval than others. Sticky precum would spill into her mouth as she continued to devour his shaft.

He restrained himself from making the rather sarcastic observation that his sister appeared to have finally found something she was good at, aside from being a bitch. He felt the tightness at the back of her throat as she took him deeply within her. The clench of her throat and the suckle of her lips brought moans to his lips. The steady rhythmic motion with which her head descended upon him was without fail going to cause his seed to flood her mouth at some point. Which undoubtedly would lead to some interesting reaction on her part he thought.
 
Anna tried to stay calm as he touched her, stroking her cheek and watching her suck him. Her eyes dropped to his stomach as she worked his cock. She could feel her saliva coating his cock, making it sloppy as she sucked, and she whimpered. She wanted to pull away, and her body began to tense. She was afraid he was enjoying her oral attentions too much, and she wanted to back away, but his hands were always close to her face and hair and she was afraid of any retaliation.

So she continued to work his cock, pushing it into her throat with a bit of a choke, and then pulling it out to do it again, he tongue moving over his shaft, caressing it and bathing it as she sucked him. She could still taste herself near the base of his cock, and she forced herself to run ehr tongue over those parts as well, cleaning him thoroughly.

When her jaw began to ache she whimpered and tried to pull back some, pulling him out of her throat and nearly out of her mouth before hesitating. She sucked on his head for another moment before bravely pulling back and running her tongue over the head, still giving his cock her attentions, just without the fervor of her lips closed around it.

Her hair fell around her shoulders, covering her breasts ans falling on his thighs as she made herself look up at him to see his reaction to her actions.
 
Brand sprawled upon the bed and seemed entirely pleased to have her there rather servilely sucking upon his cock. His brawn form was stretched out rather comfortably, although his hand lingered at the side of her face. His fingers stroked along her cheek, and toyed with locks of her hair. A display of fondness perhaps, also perhaps a reminder that his hand could be far less gentle should she cease to do that which he desired. After all Brand was an entirely practical fellow in that respect.

The warrior and newly declared king groaned as she choked on his prick and seemed to relish the stroke of her tongue as it slithered along him in a rather sensual fashion. Pleasure raced through him and his blood ran hotly through his veins. His cock throbbed at her touch upon it and remained swollen and lusty within the envelopment of her mouth. His approval seemed rather certain as she sought to service him as best she was able.

As Brand felt her enthusiasm begin to wan his hand pressed to the curve of her ass. His fingers first pressing into the lush curve of her bottom and groping it rather firmly. He coveted that swell of flesh and as her head pulled back and she lightly licked upon the tip of his cock she’d feel a finger press to the brown eye of her asshole. The thick form of his index finger slowly pressed into her anus as his dark eyes lingered upon her body, seeing her eyes drifting up towards his own.

As he slowly pressed his finger deeper inside of her he idly noted “I want to watch you drink my seed wife.” He stated with a rather dark smile and added “And I’m rather sure that you don’t wish me to feel obliged to otherwise finish what you’ve started now do you?” As his finger slowly pumped into her asshole as though to contrast it with the more massive form currently within her mouth, it motion seemed to suggest exactly how and where he meant to finish this if she did not suck down every last drop of his cum. “Now sister suck on my cock like the greedy little whore I know you to be.”
 
Anna cried out and tried not to whimper as she felt his hand begin to grope at her ass, a finger forcing into her dark little pucker. She gasped and tried to pull forward, wanting to get away without making him angrier. As he looked down at her she felt the need to drop her eyes again, biting her lip, she leaned down and open her mouth again. She sucked his cock back into her mouth with an involuntary whimper, pushing it down into her throat.

She again tried to move her ass away as she began bobbing her head and using her tongue on his shaft, her fingers finding his scrotum and caressing it as she blinked back tears of frustration. He had even called her sister, that was worse than calling her whore. She felt her entire body trembling again. She knew that he wanted her to drink his seed, and she didn't want to. She wanted to pull away, to get away from him. The thought of it disgusted her, and even though she wasn't trying, she hesitated, she was distracted and her attentions grew less thorough.

Her small body moved and squirmed under his touch, and she wanted to be somewhere else, far away from her new husband, somewhere where he couldn't touch her.
 
If the prodding of one finger inside her hadn’t been sufficient motivation, a second joining it as he spread that tight little whole apart would perhaps garner her intention. That second digit stretched her as he began to ram those twin fingers within her ass as he heard her whimpering. It was a less than veiled threat, she would please him or he’d take his pleasure in that taunt little hole. He watched her head descend as she pushed him into her throat once more to gag upon his prick.

Although it seemed her motivation flagged as he felt her efforts slacken. Irritation crossed his features as rather than pleasing him his ‘wife’ and supposed queen sought to squirm away from him. His face darkened in its cast as his breath hissed “Then don’t say you weren’t warned my precious little queen.” He slowly drew his prick from within her mouth and then let hand grasp hold of her. Slowly he’d rather roughly turn her about so that her ass with his fingers yet buried within it were turned towards him.

His cock was thickened with desire. He’d slowly draw his fingers from within her and idly let his hand reach upwards towards her throat. His fingers would wrap around her neck as he tilted her body back towards him. While the tip of that broad cockhead would press to the tight hole of her ass. His fingers would tighten slightly upon her throat, letting her feel the downward pressure upon it though not yet enough to begin to strangle her. It was simply enough to hold her in place and to prevent her from squirming away from the member that was about to ream her.

His other hand simply lingered upon the cheek of her ass. He fondled it, squeezing and caressing that rounded flesh and rather idly smacking it with his hand to watch the slightly bounce of her flesh. Greedily his hand lingered there upon her. Now his hips were slowly pressing forward and he began to ram his cock inside of her. Parting those tight little lips as he forced his thick prick inside of her with not but the saliva she’d rather sloppily coated with it for lube.
 
Anna cried out as he pulled her away from his cock, moving her around as he pushed himself up behind her.

"No-No! Please Brand!" She started to squirm as she felt his hand wrap around her throat,a nd tears welled in her eyes. She felt his hands on her ass and she wanted to sob, to scream and rip at the sheets. She could feel hislarge body behind her, his dick against her ass as he slapped one cheek, his hand tightening threateningly around her throat. She sobbed as he pushed forward, and she tried to pull forward, straining against his grip.

When she felt him really push forward she screamed, partially in pain, partially in fear, and a good amount in anger. She didn't want this. She knew she had been warned but she had hoped . . . she gripped at the sheet, trying to tuck her ass down.

"Please, I'm sorry Brand, don't do this!" She cried out and bit her lip, his thick cock hurt, it felt like it was ripping the clenching opening of her ass, an ass that was not ready or willing to have a throbbing cock inside of it. Her head lifted as she felt the pressure on her throat, as if she knew that he was going to do worse, as if she knew his hand was going to close off her air.
 
Brand could feel Anna’s form seeking to squirm forward and away from him. His hand tightened around her throat, squeezing as he sought to keep her in place. His hand was tight enough now to labour her breathing. That pressure to her throat now match with the feel of his cock pressing into the taunt form of her anus. His hips were pushed forwards as he rammed his cock slowly inside of her.

He smirked as she squirmed and sought to curl her body inwards to prevent him from sodomizing her. But his hand pulled upwards upon her neck and her pushed harder and deeper inside of her to prevent her from adjusting her position as she hoped. He heard her scream and with her scream he leaned in towards her as he stated “Now don’t you wish you’d been a good little slut and slurped down my cum?” There was a mocking tone to it, but an edge came to his voice as he stated “You will learn to do as you are told Anna.”

His hand smacked the flesh of her ass rather firmly. Thereafter he growled “You’re sorry I wasn’t bluffing - not that you failed to please me.” His dark eyes flashed as with a measure of irritation indicated “Its time for you to learn that I do not suffer disobedience. I have no use for you save to warm my bed and whelp my brats.” He smirked as he noted “And I can replace you easily enough.” His fingers idly tightened around her throat as he noted “I’ll have secured the kingdom within days, after that you are entirely expendable.”

He smirked as he noted “So you’ll be a good little whore for me or else.” He remarked before his fingers tightened around her throat. Slowly he began to cut the flow of air into her lungs off of her. While at the same time she’d feel the rather aggressive, driving impact of his hips as he roughly thrust his cock into her taunt little asshole. He pressed his prick deeply inside of her stretching and tearing at flesh as he did so with rather reckless abandon. That thick throbbing pole of flesh would rather roughly push into her, presser ever deeper into her anal passage.
 
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