He ignored me. Instead, he just bit down on my other nipple, only this time it was worse because I knew what was coming. My cries went unanswered as he mastered me with his mouth and his cock. Instead, he just kept fucking me as hard as before.
My first orgasm ended, and then strangely, another was building in its wake.
I didn’t know I was capable of another. This had never happened to me before. I heard tales of women who could come again and again, but it hadn’t ever been possible with me. Or at least, I had never tried, even with just a bullet or a toy alone in my bed after dark. With him though, I had a feeling it was going to be different.
His thumb dragged across my lips as he took me, and it only served to fuel the fire that was stoking deep in my core. He cocked his head to the side as he stared down at me, taking my nipple in between his fingers without even glancing down.
“You’re going to come for me again, aren’t you, baby girl,” he asked.
“I’ve never...” I began, but he cut me off.
“I can tell, sweet girl, but with me, it’s going to be different. You’re going to come for me, again and again, until I give you permission to stop. You’re going to come so many times for me that your legs are going to go numb and your entire body is going to ache. I want this little clit sore when I’m through with you and I’m going to make sure it is so that you never forget your rightful place before your king,” he said darkly, and I gasped as a wave of arousal rolled over me.
Fuck.
My pussy quivered hard and he thrust into me roughly. He fucked me even harder and faster than before and for a moment, I found myself fearful of his endurance and stamina. I had outlasted every man I had ever been with, but I had a feeling that I wasn’t going to be able to with him.
I hadn’t been prepared to be fucked this well when I woke up in this strange bed in the middle of the mountains in a strange little kingdom ruled by a man who claimed he was king of both his subjects and me. I hadn’t wanted it, but he’d taken me and shown me
that this was exactly what I needed.
My thighs began to quake. I could feel the next orgasm coming and I knew it was going to be stronger than the last.
“Yes, please. Harder,” I begged.
“You will take what I give you, baby girl,” he warned as he pistoned roughly into me. His cock curved up, scraping against that single spot inside me that threatened to undo me completely. Again, and again he pressed into my channel and I arched into him, unable to stop myself. My legs shook harder and the first scream of bliss escaped my lips.
“I want it,” I whispered.
“I know what you want, baby girl,” he murmured, and his words undid me.
A second orgasm steamrolled over the first, taking me and holding me captive in its powerful embrace. I drowned in ecstasy, squeezing my eyes shut as my hips met his thrusts. His cock speared into me and I reveled in the feeling of it as I fractured beneath him.
I screamed with pleasure, blinded by white-hot bliss. There was nothing I could do that would temper something like this, so I gave into it all.
I gave into him. Completely.
“That’s it, baby girl. Come for your king,” he demanded.
Oh, fuck. I came for him so hard.
My legs never stopped shaking and I soon became fearful that this orgasm would never end. The way he was using my pussy right now made me think that I might be right.
“Oh, please,” I pleaded.
His grip around my throat tightened and I tumbled straight into a third orgasm. My entire body tightened, and my nipples pebbled tight. Every single muscle in my body tensed with pleasure, my legs squeezing hard around his waist and he groaned low, the sound arousing and decadent and so incredibly perfect.
My hips rolled, taking him deeper. My screams of pleasure never stopped and when my third orgasm finally ended, he pulled out of me swiftly and slammed back into me with enough force to jolt me back and forth.
“Everyone can hear you, baby girl. I think that makes you come harder, doesn’t it?” he murmured, reminding me of just how much he’d taken my dignity and turned me into a wet little mess that trembled and begged for permission to come all over his cock.
I blushed hard and he held my chin firmly still in his grasp, forcing me to look up at him. He reveled in my shame and to my horror, my pussy convulsed hard around his cock as he did so. He studied me closely, driving his cock into me hard, over and over again.
“You blush, baby girl, but even now, your body is telling me that you like knowing that everyone can hear you,” he observed carefully.
“Please,” I begged, feeling a nervous ball of anxious arousal curl up inside me.
“I think, sweet girl, that you’re going to come that much harder when everyone can not only hear you, but see you too,” he warned.