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He doesn’t stop there.His cock slides in deeper, filling me until I can’t breathe.I try to struggle, but I’m helpless, and for a moment I think this is how he’ll kill me.
But then he pulls back, not all the way out, but I can breathe.I’m crying as I suck in air.
His hands soften on my head, massaging my scalp.
“This time when my cock is in your throat, I want you to swallow.Make your throat squeeze my cock.”
I hear the command and then he’s pressing in.I’m scared to have my air cut off, but I obey, doing my best to swallow around his cock.
He fucks my face for what seems like hours.I learn to swallow him down, to rub my tongue along the vein on the underside of his cock.
Finally, he pulls out, his cock glossy with my spit.I expect him to bend me over or force me onto my back, but instead he reaches down and lifts me up.I brace my feet, my legs spread thanks to the bar between my knees.He keeps hold of my arms and I hiss in pain, then cry out as his big hands squeeze and release my shoulders.
“Do your arms hurt?”
“Yes.”
He forced my chin up.“Yes, what?”
I realize he wants me to use his title.
“Yes, your majesty,” I force out.
“No.”He touches my lips.“That’s not who I am to you, is it?”
I feel the tears on my cheeks as I look up at him.
“Don’t make me say it,” I beg.
“You will.”He grips the top of my shift and rips it down the center.I cry as he pushes it open, exposing my nakedness.“You’re mine, and you won’t leave this room until you understand what that means.”
“And what does it mean?”
“This body is mine.”He runs his hands down my front, pausing to toy with my breasts, pinching and tugging my nipples.He bends, taking my nipple in his mouth, and I brace myself for the bite, but he sucks, and there’s unexpected, delicious pleasure.He straightens, eyeing my body in a way that I don’t understand.
He cups my pussy and I look away in shame.
“I can use you, hurt you, pleasure you, however I want.”
“Pleasure?”I shake my head.“Don’t pretend you care about my pleasure.Don’t try to make me believe you’ll do anything but hurt me.”
“I will hurt you,” he promises.“Both as punishment, and simply because I want to.”But as he says it his other hand tugs gently on my nipple, the touch delicate.
“Because you’re cruel,” I spit.
“I am,” he agrees.“If I were you, I’d work to remember that.”
“I’m not likely to forget.”
“You might.”His fingers part my pussy lips, and he touches my clit.I gasp, because as invasive as his touch is, there is pleasure when he touches me there.
“I knew when I saw you that I had to have you,” he murmurs.“If I hadn’t been in a position to force your father to give you to me, I would have kidnapped you.”
“Why?”
“Because you’re mine.”His fingers keep touching me, soft and gentle.It’s almost enough to offset the pain of my bound arms.“You’re meant to kneel before me.Submit to me.”
“No, I’m— I’m…” But I can’t think as his fingers dance over my pussy.
