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| Elena hurried down the hallway, her bare feet thudding against the stone floor. Her eyes darted from side to side as she ran for the harem room. The shadows flickering along the dark tunnel sent a sliver of fear racing down her skin. She screamed when a meaty hand shot out of the darkness and grabbed her hair. “Where ye going?” When she recognized the spiteful voice of Cristoff, she shuddered in revulsion. “Wouldn’t be trying to get away from the King would ye?” “N...no,” she stammered. “He was through with me and sent me back.” A whimper ripped from her passion bruised lips as his heavy body pressed her back against the cold stone wall. “Through with ye be he?” Her heart accelerated to a thudding tempo when his large hand pushed between her legs and forcefully rubbed her swollen slit. “Aye, seems so,” Cristoff remarked as the wetness of the King’s and Elena’s mingled juices leaked onto his skin. “Let go of me,” she pleaded. “We have unfinished business wench. Now that the King has had his fill of ye for the night, no one would be the wiser if my seed was added to his.” “No!” “Shut up wench.” Elena beat against his chest as his strong fingers grasped her chin and jerked her head upwards so she could see into his cold beady eyes. “I’m going to fuck ye, and yer going to enjoy it.” She yelped as two fat digits shoved into her sopping pussy. “This is all yer good for anymore,” he said as his fingers pounded inside her. “Yer a fuck toy and nothing more.” Despite Elena’s disgust at the foul stench and attitude of the oafish solider, the vigorous finger fucking her pussy was experiencing radiated warmth through her body. “I’m not a fuck toy,” she protested, but it fell on deaf ears as Cristoff jerked her virginal white dress up to her waist. “Ye’ll see. The King will soon tire of ye and then he’ll give ye to us soldiers… and then ye’ll understand completely.” She shuddered at the thought of the filthy men pawing at her. “He woudn’t.” Cristoff just nodded as he leered at her and fucked her pussy with his fingers. When he withdrew them, she couldn’t stop the whimper of protest that fell from her full lips. His powerful forearms pressed between her legs and lifted them, her quivering thighs sitting on his arms as he raised her feet off the ground and opened her legs wide. She struggled half-heartedly as he held her against the wall. In her mind, she didn’t want the lout anywhere near her, but throbbing in her pussy from the finger fucking told her body it wanted the real thing. “No, don’t…” Her pleas were a mere formality now. She knew nothing she could say or do would stop him… and she wasn’t so sure she wanted him to. Her cries echoed through the stony hall as he plunged his thick staff inside her. Giving in to what was happening, she wrapped her arms around his trunk-like neck for leverage as he slammed hard into her aching pussy. Their grunts and moans ricocheted around the passageway as Cristoff fucked her like a wild animal in heat. With what little mobility she had, Elena rocked her hips, driving his swollen shaft deeper inside her wet cunt with each thrust. As she fucked him back as frenziedly as he rammed into her, she wondered if maybe what he said was true. Maybe all she was good for was to be fucked and used for men’s pleasure. Her body definitely enjoyed it. Her back pressed painfully against the rough hewn concrete as he plundered her depths. Little jolts of bliss raced through her body each time he slammed into her. The ripples of excitement grew into waves as his cock pummeled her hot cunt. Cristoff’s body stiffened and he roared loudly before bending over and biting down on the soft flesh at the crook of Elena’s neck. The sudden jolt of pain searing through her body catapulted her over the edge and she screamed as a powerful orgasm ripped through her body. As her pussy spasmed around his cock, Cristoff came, spurting a hot load of milky liquid into her convulsing walls. After a couple of last thrusts into her sodden cunt, he dropped her legs, and she let go of his neck once her feet were firmly on the cold floor. “Ye’ll be seeing me again,” he promised as he walked into the shadowy darkness. |