Theme: Dom/Sub, Slutty, Rough Sex
Summary: Inspired by this Caption: Crown Princess Alenia Ilina of the Southern Elven Kingdom of Astaborg nobly offers herself to the human king to be the mother of his children to prevent full-out war between the two kingdoms to High King Idris Stormstrike of the Northern United Empire of Ukhabiven great bemusement.
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"Please forgive my father's transgressions. I-I've volunteered to be a peace offering and mother of your children. Y-You may not trust me now, but I'm sure that will change with time."
If someone told Idris a couple of months back that he would lay on his back on his bed with the Crown Princess of Astaborg on her knees, clad in an obscene undergarment that even a whore would balked act to wear, and holding his cock in her two small, dainty hands, he would look at you and call you a fool for even saying that to him.
After all, some of the jests weren't made to be funny in the first place, and that one would be unamusing to Idris a few months back ago.
Now...it was not a jest to him anymore. It was a reality to the Northborn king who, despite his stern mask of stoicism on his hardened bearded face, was utterly baffled at what the Southern High Elf or Astarlian Crown Princess of the Southern Elven Kingdom of Astraborg was doing to him.
His black orbs look at the princess, who is far too busy looking at his throbbing thick manhood with an enthralled expression of anticipation and excitement on her young, beautiful, flawless face.
"Transgression?" He asked. Still baffled by the situation, he finds himself with the Astarlian Crown Princess of Astraborg. "What transgression you speak of?"
Her gem-like sapphire blue eyes look up at his black eyes.
"For my Royal father's slight toward you and the people of Ukhabiven," Her smooth hand rubbed the thick, rugged manhood slowly and deliberately. "To stop you from declaring war that will bring ruin and sorrow to your and my people. I offer to act as a peace offering to the current ruler of Ukhabiven."
...that was the reason for her inane action? All because of an incredibly minor slight to him and his people? A slight no harsher than a childhood taunt? And the crown princess believes in her inane logic that he would declare war on Astraborg for something so petty and trivial.
He knew the notorious traits of female Elves going above and beyond to appease the 'insulted' person for the actual or false slight, no matter how minor or trivial. Especially the female Astarlian who would go beyond what is reasonable and sane to 'appease' the person who had been 'slighted' by one of their male counterparts.
And to think he thought it was little more than a joke spoken by the southern and few of his northern kinsmen.
"Wha-" He started half-away his protest toward the drop-dead gorgeous, top-heavy buxom blond elven princess...
...but the Astarlian princess cut him off as she put her full, supple lips on the thick bulging cock-tip of his immense horse-sized cock. Catching the Northborn High King off-guard, he emitted a low beastlike growl deep within his broad, well-muscled chest as he gripped the bedsheet in a tight, viper-like grip. His lidded gaze looks on the
His dark, northern eyes looked at the beautiful, top-heavy princess who was gobbling down on the thick top of his immense shaft with the pure inexperience of a young maiden. Yet, he could practically sense the pure, unfettered lust and debauchery within the crown elven princess. He seemed to be drunk in her raw sinful, ecstatic carnality that bellied the refined, smooth-featured noble visage.
"GAGHK! GAGHK! GAGHK! GAGHK!"
The bright, shimmering gem-like sky blue eyes darkened in raw lust as her soft, plump pink lips moved forward, taking in the rest of his fat meat down her slim, swanlike neck with the inexperience of virginal maiden yet radiated with the dark lust of succubi wench with her latest victim to her immoral bewitching lust.
"GAGHK! GAGHK! GAGHK! GAGHK!"
The loud, nasty gagging noise grew more prominent as the buxom elven princess went deeper after gaining enough experience along with her own wantonness getting hold of her mind, increasing the need to deep-throat the long, monstrous thick masculine meat-sword down her slim, virginal gullet.
The High King of the Northern Empire emitted a deep, rumbling, growling, harsh growl as he clenched the bedding of the bed in an inescapable grip."By the Father of the North Wind!" Idris hollered out, ice-blue eyes staring down the bobbing head of the innocent-looking slutty Astaborgian elven princess. "How the Fuckin' hell do you learn to do this stuff!?" He rumbled his deep northern-accented, booming growl to the top-heavy, cow-breasted Astaborgian.
"GAGHK! GAGHK! GAGHK! GAGHK!"
The princess did not answer him, not like the slutty princess wanted to take the time to answer him, as she was unbelievably far too enthralled in pleasing the strong, hulking north-born king in the name of 'peace' between Ukhabiven and Astaborg and not to indulge in her (not-so) secret human'd worship fetish at all.
"GAGHK! GAGHK! GAGHK! GAGHK!"
The big, muscle-bound clenched his teeth in ecstatic enjoyment as he grabbed the long voluminous gold-blonde hair with his great masculine hand. His hand forces her head harder and deeper with the imminent approach of his orgasm.
"Fuck, I'm going to cum, Princess." He said with a rumbling growl. His smoldering ice-blue eyes glowered down into the shimmering gem-like emerald green who was gazing at him with a half-dazed, half-lustful expression. Her beautiful, youthful, plump-lipped mouth tightened around his meat with a near-inescapable hold.
"GAGHK! GAGHK! GAGHK! GAGHK!"
The Elven Crown Princess of Astaborg, between the legs of the wide-set north-born man, continued on her near-slavish sucking on his long, heavy, vein-riddled phallus like the needy cock-hungry slut she was behind her serene good looks and impeccable manners. The Elf Princess reached between his hard-muscled legs to grab his balls. She cupped the heavy sack with love and lust, rolling his testicles over and rubbing them.
"GAGHK! GAGHK! GAGHK! GAGHK!"
Idris closed his hard, glacial-blue eyes as he felt his hot, viscous seed rushing up from his balls to the slit of his cock-eye. Swallowing as much cum as she could, relishing the richness, the thickness of his boiling cum into her gullet. The High King released a guttural rumble of approval deep in his large, barrel-like chest as he saw the elven princess take his manhood out of her pretty mouth with a loud, erotic 'pop'. He looked at the slutty nature of the golden-haired, cow-breasted princess and opened her mouth to show the thick pool of cum in her mouth before she took a deep, wanton gulp, drinking up the thick hot cum down her gullet with heavy, half-lidden blue gazes.
"Do this warrant forgiveness of my father slight, My lord?" She asked huskily. The cow-breasted princess looked at him with a lustful gaze in her crystal-like blue eyes.
He stares at her for a brief moment. He reached forward and tossed her onto the bed with sheer strength.
"Until I state otherwise, I am far from being done with you, Princess..." He grumbled out as he stood up to his full height of six feet and nine inches, his aura of masculine oppression and virility. "And I going to take your maidenhood...make you my personal elf slave like you wanted, you damn elf-slut."
The more he spoke, the more he dominated the very being of the slutty virgin maiden who was gawking at him with a red, flustered, blushing face. The more aroused he was getting as he grabbed her head with his big, strong, rough hand, his muscular fingers curled around the silk-like hair and head. His eyes witnessed her breathing getting heavier and more labored the longer she stood before his dominant presence. Her arousal makes him smile with bullish, sadistic hunger.
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Clap~!—Pwahlp~!—Slwap~! Clap~! Pwahlp~! Slwap~!
"By Her Benelovent Grace!"
Clap~!—Pwahlp~!—Slwap~! Clap~! Pwahlp~! Slwap~!
"I-I can see into the realm of my foremothers and forefathers!"
Princess Alenia of Astaborg moaned lasciviously as her thick lower body grind and rode the massive piece of human meat with raw passion and a cute blushing look of rapture and delight on her near-perfect face as she squeezed her fat, cow-like udders.
Clap~!—Pwahlp~!—Slwap~! Clap~! Pwahlp~! Slwap~!
"Your ancestor will be gazin' down at you with shame and disgust of your whorish action." The deep gravelly voice said in a calm tone of speech. Her gem-like blue eyes stared at the rugged, bearded visage of the human king, still laying on the bed, still gazing at her with his sharp, stern gaze in his beautiful but daunting arctic blue eyes. "They will see the not as proud and noble princess of Astaborg, but stupid whore begging to be bred by a short-lived, barbaric human king."
"And I know the truth." The King said in a calm tone with timbre of smooth, ice-like coolness. "That you're a whore. A whore who make the lowest of whores look refined and classy."
Her heart skipped a beat at the sheer smolder gaze within his daunting eyes. His sharp words hit her with the impact of a Silver-Class Fire Spell. His rough hands squeezed her soft, curvy flesh.
"I-I not a w-whore. I am the princess of-Ah~!" She tried to say her denial to the muscle-bound man even as the mind-blowing orgasms rippled across her beautiful, flawless, feminine frame held under the dominant masculine aura of oppression.
The oppressive aura of masculinity turned her on more than she liked to admit. No. She didn't like it. It was a trick to make her think it gave her the pleasure of happiness of being reduced to be an elven sex slave to a hunky human man.
"A whore." He interrupted. "A whore who uses the context of her father's slight to my kingdom and of my house to give in to her dark, slutty desire to be subjugated by big fat human cock. A whore. Nothing more...," He thrust his hips upward with a hard and harsh force that had her blackout for a brief moment. "...nothing less."
Her sparkling, gem-like blue eyes fluttered as she let a deep, throaty moan from her parted lips. Her love button let out a stream of love juices, staining the hairy, chiseled torso of the handsome, hunky, masculine king who was gazing at her slim and graceful yet bouncy, curvy figure with strong, animalistic smolder in his ice-blue eyes. His dark, animalistic gaze looked past her shell and saw through the truth she held behind her grace and honor to her house and her future subjects.
She was nothing but a slut. A slave addicted to human cock. Using her father as a shield to hide the truth she had long denied. A loud, ugly moan burst from her full pink lips as her weak veneer shattered to thousands of pieces. Her body spasms and shudders at the massive, explosive orgasm that hit her with the volatile force of a high-grade arcane bomb as her true inner self is revealed to the dominant northborn king.
Idris was unfazed by the vivid, explosive reaction of the slutty elven princess. He gave her a slight bemused smirk on his rugged, battle-hardened, thick-bearded visage. He grunted all deep and guttural like as he moved his hips up and down with sharp precision, hitting her hypersensitive G-spot with his big, fat northborn cock. And not a moment later, he began cumming inside the nubile woman. Filling every single inch of her moist tunnel with hot, white, sticky cum. The northern hulk could feel the tight pussy walls milking every single spurt of cum with a lust-filled, enraptured look on her flawless porcelain face. The young lass moaned loud and proud for him to hear, even as she slumped forward, exhausted by the rough, vigorous sex with him as befitting for a ex-maiden turned slutty elven whore who just awakened to a new side that she never thought she have before.
Before she nobly sacrifice herself to prevent a full out war between their respective nation...which to him was a foolish excuse to act out on her deep-seated fantasy of having carna sex with human who 'forced' to have sex in name of peace and prosperity between their kingdom.
'Hopefully that will be enough to satisfy the lass perverted fantasty.' Idris mused out as he pushed the elf to the side so he can finally have his rest after such tiresome day dealing with politics with the current royal elven family.