In the grand ballroom of the royal palace, Magnus, the kingdom's most valiant knight, stood resplendent in his wedding attire. His heart was brimming with joy as he gazed at his radiant wife, Adela, her eyes sparkling with happiness. Yet, a different kind of anticipation filled the air as Matilda, the kingdom's enigmatic princess, approached them.
"May I steal Magnus for a dance, dear Adela?" Matilda asked, her voice as smooth as silk. Adela hesitated, but her newfound love for Magnus compelled her to agree. As Magnus led Matilda onto the dance floor, whispers filled the room, for everyone knew that Magnus was Matilda's sex slave, a secret kept hidden behind closed doors.
The music began, and they moved in perfect harmony, their bodies so close that not even a whisper could slip between them. Matilda's lips hovered near Magnus's ear, her breath warm and tantalizing. "You know your duty, Magnus," she whispered, her words sending a shiver down his spine. "I must have you before you consummate your marriage."
Magnus stiffened, his pulse hammering in his throat. "My lady, the vows are spoken… they will expect—"
"Hush," Matilda cut him off, her smile sharp as her fingers pressed into his back. "What they expect does not matter. You are mine first, mine always. Do not forget it."
Magnus's heart pounded in his chest. He glanced at Adela, who was watching them with a mix of confusion and curiosity. Magnus bowed his head slightly, his voice low and steady. "As you will, my lady. Your claim comes before all others. I am bound to you."With a nod, he took Matilda's hand and led her away from the dance floor, leaving Adela alone amidst the sea of guests.
In the privacy of his chamber, Matilda wasted no time. She dropped to her knees, her eyes never leaving Magnus's. Her fingers deftly unfastened his trousers, revealing his already hard member. Magnus let out a groan as she freed his dick, her fingers wrapping around his shaft. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with wicked gleam. "I've missed this," she said, her voice husky with desire.
She leaned in, her tongue flicking out to taste him. Magnus let out a groan as she took him into her mouth, her lips wrapping around his shaft. She sucked him off with a skill that left him gasping for breath. His hands tangled in her hair as she worked her magic, her tongue swirling around his tip, teasing him, driving him wild.
Matilda's eyes lifted to meet his, dark with command. "So easily undone… and by no more than my touch," she murmured, her voice velvet and cruel. "Tell me, Magnus—do you remember who owns you?"
His breath came ragged, words tumbling out between gasps. "Yes, my lady… I am yours. Always yours."
Her smile deepened, satisfied. "Good. Then surrender. I will take you apart piece by piece, until you have nothing left to give but me."
He shuddered, hands gripping helplessly, caught between devotion and desperation. "I cannot resist you… do with me as you will."
She took him deeper, her throat constricting around him, her hands gripping his thighs. The pleasure was overwhelming, and he could feel his release building.
His hips jerked as he felt his orgasm approaching. He pulled her up, his hands cupping her face. "Let me be inside you, my lady. Let me please you!," he growled, his voice thick with desire.
Matilda let out a gasp as he spun her around, pushing her against the wall. He lifted her skirt, his fingers brushing against her wet pussy. She let out a moan as he thrust into her, his dick filling her completely."You feel… incredible," he murmured, the words vibrating through her and making her shiver.
He held her close as he felt her tight pussy clench around him. He started to move, his thrusts slow and deep. Matilda moaned, her fingers clawing at the wall as he fucked her. "Harder," she gasped, her voice filled with need. He tightened his hold, his voice rough with urgency. "like this?"he growled.
"Yes… yes!" she cried, a mixture of relief and thrill in her voice.
Magnus obliged, his thrusts becoming faster and harder. Matilda's moans filled the room, her body shaking with pleasure. She placed his hands on her tits and held it tightly. "No one… no one makes me feel like this," she whispered, her voice full of longing. "I want you… I want all of you."
He paused, brushing a strand of hair from her face, his expression both intense and tender. "Are you sure?"
"Yes," she breathed, gripping him even tighter, unable to let him go."Cum inside me," she begged, her voice desperate.
Magnus's movements grew faster, more urgent, matching the heat building between them. He knedead her tits and pinched her nipples. He kissed her ears, his voice low and rough with need. "I love how your pussy squeezes me," he murmured. "I want you to feel me, completely, right here with me. I want you to take all of my seeds."
Matilda shivered, her excitement spilling over. "Yes… yes! Give it to me, Magnus." she gasped, her body trembling with the intensity of the moment, every nerve alight with connection.
Magnus groaned as he felt his orgasm approaching. He thrust into her one last time, his body tensing as he came. Matilda let out a scream as she felt his cum fill her, her body shuddering with pleasure.