Perv chuckled, bouncing her faster on his cock, lifting her body up and down, letting her fall back onto his cock with each thrust. She mewled in pleasure, her tongue hanging out of her mouth as she moaned in bliss.
"Ahhhh! M-Masst, ahhh, ahh, ahhh! S-slow down!"
"No. I pick the pace. I'm in control." His tongue licked her earlobe, before his voice whispered into her ear. Despite the loud smack of their bodies making love, she heard him clearly. "One orgasm. Then you, mmh, change forever…"
He knew that she was fated to lose, but he savored her last stand. His hand rose up and caught a tear falling down her face. His voice whispered into her ear as the head of his cock slammed against the entrance to her womb.
Her pussy quivered around his cock. His own cock throbbed, nearing an orgasm as she wept the end of her life and the start of a new one. Rose could feel it. He was right. He was unraveling her, destroying her, and in her stead would be someone else.
And she wished she could have felt sadder about it. The waves of pleasure were just so good. So addicting…!
She could feel herself breaking. What else was there to do, but submit?
As the last tears of her old life fell, she moved her hips as best as she could, meeting his thrusts. His eyes widened, before he grinned… And his cock slammed into her once more, one last time, earning a squeal of euphoric, sexual perfection.
She came once more on his cock as her mind was destroyed, and a new her came alive. The first thing the new Rose felt was her fiance's lips against her own, kissing her, making out with her, and leaving her hungry for more as her pussy juices dribbled to the floor.
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Rose awoke, baptized by the love and semen of her one true love. She felt reborn. She felt alive for the first time. It was as if she had been stumbling through a dream and now, finally, she was awake.
Reborn, free from the shackles of an old life. Free to be who she was meant to be.
It was surreal. She woke up to tears dripping from her face, and she felt as though they were there to mourn how much time she had wasted.
Years of her life, wasted. Almost two decades of wasted time, and she only had herself to blame.
Rose was born to be an eager, submissive, lewd wife. She was born to submit to a man, one worthy of her body. Not some limp-dicked commoner, not some idiotic hero or champion, but a man who held on the traits she truly loved and wanted.
A man of cunning renown, a man who wielded subterfuge, not a shield or sword, a brilliant man who took what he wanted.
Rose wiped the tears from her eyes and she turned her naked body towards the man who gave her life meaning. She almost wanted to cry again when she saw him.
Perv Asshat. The greatest man who ever lived. The most noble and powerful of men. The man who gave her life meaning, who defined her, who helped her be reborn.
She was sticky with semen. His seed. Her hand dragged against her naked breast, and she brought her fingers to her mouth, licking at her slender digits, tasting the lingering taste of his seed.
Oh, she might cry again.
She didn't want to wake her husband, but she could not resist the demon plaguing her soul. A demon of lust and desire. Better than the sin of stupidity and chasity that plagued her before.
What was wrong with her?! She couldn't understand her own mind. Just hours ago, she thought so little of Perv Asshat. She failed to realize how strong he was, how brilliant, how perfect he was!
She wiped tears from her face, sniffling quietly. No more tears. This was a better world now. A better life.
She found a small blob of semen on the bed and she scooped it up with her hand, bringing it to her mouth and slurping her own fingers clean of cum. It was her Master's seed, alright. It was delicious.
No, delicious was too mundane a word to describe the taste. It was divine! She dragged her tongue over each finger, licking them clean as she tasted his thick, white cum.
"Ahhh…"
Glorious. The taste was glorious.
Rose couldn't understand why she had ever wasted so much time resisting her love. Perv Asshat was born to be her soulmate, and she was born to be his.
The fact that he had to use drugs to help unlock her true nature, to teach Rose her true place, only spoke of her own stupidity. She would praise those drugs for all of eternity! They helped her realize her true feelings for the man.
She giggled where she laid as she moved on all fours, searching the bed for more semen, more cum, more of a chance to prove how much she adored her Master.
Rose kneeled on the bed, staring at the pool of semen in her conjoined hands. She admired the white liquid, salivating at the sight of it, actually drooling at the cum in her hands. She leaned her head down to lick up his seed, treating it like it was a pool of water she had found in the desert.
She paused, though, as her eyes lingered on her reflection. She blinked, before she straightened her back and stared at herself.
Even her body felt reborn, looked reborn. She had always been beautiful, but she had hid behind a false veil of modesty. Her change was not mere physical, though, but mental. She had been educated!
She was once foolish enough to believe there was no difference between a commoner and a king, that things such as honor and courage were what determined the status of a person.
How stupid.
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