“It is, but it is not the only reason. See, I have always had fantasies about fucking a captured enemy here in my dungeon while she is restrained and helpless,” the Duke said.
He was right behind Gwenn and his hand wrapped around her waist, holding her in place while his other hand went up to cup one of her soft breasts. He leaned heavily over her shoulders and the firmness, and the roughness of his touch made her lean back against him. She bit her lips as his hand around her waist dipped in and went between her legs. Her hands went to his cock, and she grabbed it. The tunic still protected it. She lifted the tunic up and grabbed at the long hard throbbing erection. She stroked it and gripped it harder as the pleasure in her mounted.
She gasped as the finger pushed her against her vagina, and it hurt her a bit.
“You are so tight down here. Have you never been with a man?” he asked her.
“No, My Lord,” she replied and swallowed, her eyes remaining closed as she leaned against him, willing to let him do whatever with her.
“That’s even better,” he said as he began to suck on her neck, biting softly and sucking on the flesh. His left hand grabbed roughly at her breasts, molding and squeezing. His other finger went hard on her vagina, pushing hard against the flesh barrier that mounted a stiff resistance. It hurt, and it pleasured her at the same time.
She gasped as she felt him puncture her inside. He brought out his finger, and there was a little blood on it.
“Now, you will be my slave, and I will use you as I see fit,” he said and turned her around.
She saw him for the first time since he came into the dungeon. He had taken the tunic off, and she was not sure when. But he stood before her right there in his nudity. It was not lowliness. It was glorious. He looked like a god as he stood with all the authority and power. He was the Duke of all sex gods.
“I will be anything you want me to be,” she said in a hushed tone as her need for him controlled her.
“Get down on your knees, slave!” he ordered her, and she went to her knees immediately.
He grabbed his thick and long member and pushed it into her mouth. His cock was so huge that it spread her lush lips apart as it entered. She knew what was required of her and she began to suck on his cock as much as she could. She grabbed the base of the cock with her hand and began to feed herself with the monster. She sucked at the tip of the cock, making the Duke moan and groan loudly as currents passed through his body.
When she noticed the effect her cock sucking was having on him, she was emboldened. She had found a new trick, and she had done so during her first sex. She was excited, and the excitement showed in the passion and devotion she gave to his cock. She sucked on the organ like she adored it. She sucked on it like she worshipped it. She sucked on the tip, pulling it in and out of her mouth.
The Duke was having a good time, and his knees were getting weak. However, he wanted more and so, he grabbed the back of her head and pushed his cock deep into her mouth. She was taken by surprise as she found the thick organ lodged at the back of her throat and driving to go past a barrier she did not even know was there. She held onto Lord Clifford’s hips for support as tried not to choke.
Lord Clifford was having none of that, and he thrust deeper till the bulge in her throat proved his cock had gone where no man’s cock had ever been, and till she was skewed through the mouth. Saliva poured from the point where her mouth met his pelvis as she struggled to break free. He held her still, pushing ever deeper and keeping her in place as he sought maximum pleasure from that virgin throat.
Gwenn felt her lungs fighting for the thin air that was not available. She felt her brain shutting down as she could not breathe. Just then, Lord Clifford let go of the back of her head to grab her breasts. She took that opportunity to disengage herself from his mighty cock. She gasped loudly for air as her mouth found freedom and her throat was freed from the invading organ.
She was still trying to get some air when Lord Clifford grabbed her again. She could not go back to such aggressive throatfucking, and so, she tried to escape. But Lord Clifford came after her, holding her. She tried to protest, but her words were inaudible as she lacked enough breath to even have enough energy.
Fortunately for her, he was not trying to fuck her throat again. He grabbed her and pulled her up against a wall. Then, he leaned into her, pushing his cock between her thighs so that her thighs held his long thick cock firmly. Then, he dipped his head low and began to suck on her breasts again. He began to suck on her breasts, sucking and biting on her nipples.
Gwenn moaned in sweet anguish as she held his head tightly to her breasts. Just then, Lord Clifford broke away from her, leaving her standing against the wall, with the moistness running down her legs. He went across to a table and picked up a collar.
Without saying anything, he walked towards her and put a collar around her neck. He then attached a leash to it. All the while, she could not take her eyes off his cock. It was glorious in length and thickness, and she just wanted it to be buried inside her. She wanted to be fucked with that monster even if it killed her.
He grabbed her and pulled her by the leash, leading her to a spot in the room where he restrained her. He attached handcuffs to her hands and leg. Then, he spread them. She was standing in the middle of the room with her hands chained to the roof and her legs fastened to either side of the walls.
He came around and kissed her hard. He held her softly by the waist and began to kiss her as his other hand grabbed one of her breasts. His lips went to her neck as he sucked greedily while mauling her breast in his hand and pulling her closer to him. Her senses were overloaded, and she could feel herself crumbling inside. She had never wanted anything this much. She felt like she was dying of pleasure. She held onto him and pressed her body against him as she moaned and groaned, almost crying.
She moaned loudly and begged him to fuck her.
“Please, fuck me, my Lord,” she begged as her breasts tingled.
Lord Clifford swatted her breasts hard and mauled them.
“I see you want your master’s cock, slave,” he said to her as he choked her with his free hand.
Her eyes were watery with tears of pleasure and with the fear of choking.
“Yes, master! Please, fuck me!” she said, almost crying for pleasure.
“You deserve a good fucking,” he said to her.
“Yes, master” she replied, controlled by the lust that had taken over her body.