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Thread: The Scourge of Truassley (Poppy x J_Jester)

That amulet the church gave you? Nothing more than costume jewlery. Carmilla informed him as she walked up the steps, back to her place of power. She had watched him clean her throne, a smile on her beautiful face. A hand reached out to the pendant, closing around it and yanking it from his neck. She broke the leather strap it was attached to, sending it flying across the polished floor. See? No burns. The dark haired vampiress waved her perfect skin in front of his face. The look of disbelief on his face was completely worth it. Perhaps it would have worked if you entered the domain of a younger vampire. But, Im afraid that your tacky trinket has been bested. She dropped the shreds of her clothing to the ground, now completely nude before the Prince. So, you had your fun. Now its my turn. Carmilla strode past him confidently, taking a seat on her throne. Her nipples were hard, pale flesh marred only where he had roughly laid his hands on her. See every mark you left on me? Theyll heal, in time, and with some fresh blood. But first, youre going to be punished for every transgression. With one hand, she reached for his chin, tilting his face so he met her intense gaze. Now, pet. Clean your mistress. She ordered of the Prince, spreading her legs over the arms of her throne. That left her hairless cunt perfectly exposed to him, glistening with their combined juices. Youll find yourself unable to fight back.that would be the magic spell for protection I have. Your seed will certainly take hold, and I will give you an heir to be proud of. All in due time. She beckoned him with one finger, her other hand busy groping her exposed tit.
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Worthless fucking priests and their worthless fucking blessings, Logan grunted as he heard her words and saw the pendant come off his neck with such ease. What was their use? To criticize him? To annoy him? They sealed his fate when they gave him that worthless trinket, perhaps this is what they wanted, to get rid of the prince, to use his more agreeable brother as a pawn for the throne. Logan would get back to his palace and make sure that never happened. 'Stop idiot, stop doing what she's telling you to!' He yelled at himself in his mind. His hands shook as he used all of his willpower to clench his body. He stopped himself, for one second, then another, then a next. Perhaps for nearly five seconds he resisted her command, but then he broke, his body again moving on its own. He wrapped the soft shirt around his hand as he rose himself between her thighs. His face was close to her exposed pussy, his breath carressing it as he wiped down her thigh, removing every trace of his seed dripping from it. I will kill you, he growled, his own body betraying the actions of his body. He was a servant, nearly washing her, he himself was nearly naked, his body bare, his pants down. His sword was so close, but instead of using it, he used his hands, one rubbed along her thigh, bare, before reaching what he had just fucked. He used his bare fingers to rub and remove the sticky juices, only using the shirt to gently remove the larger, glistening reservoirs. He was sickened by it, having to look at what he just did, like a scolded child being taught some cosmic lesson, although he wasn't learning anything, instead just feeling a heated anger build. It became clear that he couldn't get everything with his fingers and shirt alone. He felt his body lurch forward, his eyes trailed up, he could see her grabbing herself, gropping, her legs spread over the arms of her throne. In any other situation, the position might not have been so bad all things considered, but she was a monster, and perhaps worse, she was someone who tricked him. 'No, stop! Stop!' He screamed in his head, but it was too late, his tongue left his mouth, his hot, angry breath now coating and massaging her entrance as the tip of his tongue cleaned what his fingers couldn't. Moving around her folds, any substance left was lapped up, gone into himself. He closed his eyes, not wanting to look, he wanted to bite, to tear in, cause her pain, but his body wouldn't let him. Perhaps the worst part was she tasted good. The thing he had just fucked wouldn't have a spot on it by the time he was done. Stommm... he tried to say, to plead, although his voice was muffled by his bodies action, instead simply adding some vibration to his cleaning. His fingers still worked with his tongue and mouth, wiping everything away, as he made sure she was spotless.
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Carmilla watched as his mind did its best to resist every movement of his body. His muscles rippled under the stress, a smile tugging the side of her lips. It really would be a treat to drink his noble blood. Of course, she didnt want to drain him and turn him into a mindless ghoul. The act of biting and drinking his blood would be a sort of unholy matrimony between the two. A way to connect them, as if they were master and servant. There would never be a way for him to turn against her. She chuckled as he used his own clothing to clean her soiled body up. When his fingers were setting themselves to the task of cleaning the larger deposits, Carmilla knew she needed to humiliate him further. Especially for threatening her. Your majesty.that certainly wasnt what I meant for you to do. You need to use your mouth. After all, spilled and wasted seed is such a shame. She had taken that moment to stop him from continuing to wipe her skin, taking his chin in her pale hand and tilting his face up to look to her. She then released him, figuring that he had to understand now. Take a good look, Prince. This will be the body that gives you an heir. Carmilla laughed cruelly as she pinched her nipples with her long crimson nails. You will spend the rest of your life, longing to satisfy me. I will give you precisely what you need...an endless supply of children to cement your status in your Kingdom. She moaned as he began to use his mouth, lifting her hips up some to press harder against his face. What a good boy The vampiress praised him as he continued his work, licking up an evidence that he had blown inside of her. Now...youre going to stay right there. In between my legs. But I want you to take one hand, and start to penetrate me. With your other...well, I want you to pump your noble cock until you are close to wringing out your royal milk. And then you will stop. Come down from the pleasure, and start all over again. I want a huge load in your balls when I next allow you inside of me. Carmilla watched his head bob at the task at hand, tossing her head back and moaning as he added the vibration.
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Keep moaning and groaning into my pussy...it feels good. Carmilla advised him, propping her face up on her hand, elbow resting on her throne as she enjoyed the show. Oh, how much fun she was going to have with the man between her legs. By the end of their session, he would be completely and utterly spent. She couldnt help but smile as he began to pleasure her with his fingers. Good slave. You wont get the chance to put that cock back inside of me until you learn your place. Ill have you beat your cock until its black and blue, but Ill never let you cum. And if you do blow She paused to grind her hips, taking his fingers deeper inside of her. ...well, I have plenty of fun punishments if you disobey my order to not cum. The dark haired vampiress laughed as she heard the word stop clearly from the noble man between her thighs. You really think I should stop? All because you ask nicely? Its time for you to learn your place. And that is beneath me. My pussy is your God now. My womb is your dreams. There should be nothing else you want in life other than to breed me and continue your royal bloodline. She laughed again. Ask me to have you stop one more time, and Ill piss in your mouth. And you wont be able to move away, no matter how much you want to. Carmilla moaned as she could hear him having to stop beating his cock, and filling her up with another finger. She moved to lean back in her throne again, continuing to play with her breasts. Kill me? Is that what you think youll be able to do? Youll never be able to do that, pet. Especially once I feed from you...you will only exist for my pleasure. To think, a Prince reduced to nothing more than a pussy slave! Her mocking laughter echoed off the walls as she heard him begin to beat his cock again. Is that what you want? To cum? How simple minded! Carmilla seemed thoroughly amused. Stop touching yourself, now. I want you to beg of me to allow you to cum. But you better not stop serving me. Im very close.dont you want your Mistress to cum in your unworthy mouth?
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All Logan did want to do was cum, perhaps he was a single minded creature. His desire to cum was what got him here in the first place, even if he did deny it. He shut his mouth when he heard her threat, what was in his mouth was bad enough, he didn't need her piss as well. Although, he did mutter a few stray, pleading No's and groan as before, trying to keep his eye's shut, even if his body didn't allow him. His ears perked at her commands, again, just as he was about to cum, his hand stopped, leaving his aching, begging cock, Please let me cum, I'll do anything. Logan's eyes shot open, 'What the fuck did I just say?!' He yelled in his mind, did he say that? Was it her command? Was he saying it because she wanted to hear it, or was he saying it because he needed to cum that badly? The one four fingers in finally removed itself. He grabbed her thighs, giving her a slight tug as he pulled her pussy into his face, his tongue entering her without a care, burying inside of her. One finger delved in below as he did his best to pleasure her, his finger and tongue writhing inside of her. His balls ached, yet his body didn't seem to care as he happily kept his mouth pressed against her, lapping up her juices, hitting every nerve with his strong, wriggling tongue. The only time he breathed was the breif moments his mouth left, but even then his tongue remained on her, gliding around her folds and clit. I want to cum Mistress please, let me? I'll let you cum in my mouth, please let me...mrrmmm...pleasseemmm... he grumbled gutterally, groaning, grunting, letting each syllable drag as to reverberate inside of her, help rock her as much as his finger fucking. 'Shut up!' He screamed in his mind again, he hated what he was saying more than he was doing. He did want to cum, but not by throwing away his honor and pride. Logan's hand left her pussy again, grabbing her thighs, he pressed her into his face, his tongue entering her as far as it could as he lifted her bottom, grinding her pussy against his face, groaning and grunting like he knew she liked. Meanwhile, his mind was screaming to stop, to not give in, even if a part of the real him was begging for relief, for his aching, full balls to be emptied into her again. That rabid, bestial part that liked the idea of breeding with her wanted it, even if he denied every thought in the back of his mind. Cummmm Mmmmisstress, cummmm, he pleaded as he let her use his face to masturbate.
Thread: The Scourge of Truassley (Poppy x J_Jester)

Listen to you. Carmilla chuckled darkly, grabbing a fistful of his hair and jerking his mouth away from her snatch. She smirked as she saw her juices glistening on his skin. Your royal highness, begging to cum.think of what your Holy men would think if they could see you like this. Your poor cock is going to be black and blue by the time that were done. You want me to cum in your mouth so badly? She lowered her legs and leaned forward on her throne to lick his chin up to his mouth, gathering her juices on her tongue and swallowing it all down. Now, time to get back down there and really work at making your beloved Mistress cum if you want to cum so bad. Then, how about I take your cock again? Just to ensure that you spill enough seed in my womb so I can birth you the next ruler of your Kingdom. Her high pitched laugh filled the air as she resumed her former position on the throne. With bruising force, she slammed his face back into her dripping folds, hard enough to knock him silly for a moment. The pain heightened the experience for the vampiress as she hissed softly in pleasure. She grinded her cunt against his noble visage just as hard as he had been doing for her, grinding her clit against his nose while his tongue deeply penetrated her. She shook from the pleasure, body convulsing as she came on her throne. Her juices spewed forth, squirting for her new cock slave. Her hands forced his face to remain against her cunt until the last wave of pleasure crashed through her. Carmilla wanted to put him on the edge of almost blacking out, controlling his air supply. At the very last moment, she pulled him away to give him fresh air. While he choked and gasped, she kicked him squarely in the chest to sent him sprawling. Very good, boy. Carmilla stood, tossing her head back and rubbing her clit for a few more moments. Now.lay on the ground like you deserve, cur. And enjoy whatever I give you. It is more than you deserve. She walked down the steps to him, a smile on her face as she moved to his prone body, straddling him. She rubbed her slit up and down his engorged member before sinking the meat deep inside of her pussy. She moaned loudly, deeply satisfied, leaning back and toying with her tits as she took his cock in her.
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The world was going black as she held his face up against her cunt. Logan couldn't breath, yet his body continued to lick and please her, his eyes closing naturally, he couldn't pull back. Her hand on his head, fingers in his hair were merely icing on the cake, even without them, he would have been chocking against her pussy, tongue deep inside. The prince didn't know if he wanted to die, perhaps suffocating now would be for the best, it would be a degrading death, for sure, but maybe better than whatever she had planed, then watching her bare his children. Still, the strong man remained conscious, his want to cum and kill keeping him conscious in equal measure, despite being deprived of air. After rolling down the steps from her kick, his body did as it was commanded, laying on his back, arms at his side, his stiff, thick cock was throbbing, begging for release. Every nerve from his upper thighs to his cum filled balls was begging to cum, his muscles were tense, his head hurt. The returning oxygen, seeping back into his lungs with every cough and gasp only heightened and sharpened the pain of his repressed pleasure. Don't speak to me like a dog! he barked, unable to move as she mounted his cock, his head rolled back, a gasp escaping his mouth as the familiar, silky warm enveloped his cock again, S-stop, he said, the anger and energy in his voice dissappearing, his throbbing cock sat in her, feeling every wall it could, but he remained still, his body her plaything. His hands reached forward, gingerly gripping her legs and thighs, helping support her on his cock. I'll...nrrr....fuck you bloody and kill you, he said through gritted teeth, although, it was obvious how badly he wanted to move, how badly he needed release, nearly every muscle could be seen aching, and her heavenly lips wrapped around his manhood only teased a place to release, a place to fill her with his seed, I..ah...won't let you bare any abomination with my seed...just...let me cum and I'll do away with you, he growled, his need to release slipping passed his own anger. Logan struggled in his own mind. If she were to release control, he wasn't even sure what he would do. If he could move, her magic waned, would he grip her and fill her again? Take her and breed like the animal she was treating him, unleashing every drop of built up cum from his begging cock? The best thing to do would be to reach for his sword and kill her, but even without the spell, without the magic, the Prince didn't think he could resist fucking her. He couldn't before, he fell into her trap, and now she wound him up, tempted him with flesh and forced him to prime his own cock, he was a dog before, wanting to fuck a bitch in heat, but now he was rabid as well. 'Please just let me cum,' he said in his mind, her undoing her magic was a far off dream, and while his biteless bark had returned, beneath the veneer he begged for relief.
Thread: The Scourge of Truassley (Poppy x J_Jester)

You dont wish to be spoken to as if you are a dog? Nothing more than a flea bitten creature, begging for a humans touch and praise? Carmilla asked of the royal man beneath her, a mocking tone in her voice. I cant think of an animal that is more befitting to the noble Prince than a dog...especially with how aroused the creature gets. Im certain all you can think about is breeding my pussy. Isnt that so? She cocked her head to the side and watched his pained expressions as she bounced up and down harshly on his cock. The dark haired beauty took special care to slap down hard on his poor balls, which were already turning colors due to how full of cum they were. I can tell that the royal line of Trussaley has fallen from what it was when I was living in the Castle...your ancestors were much stronger than you. Im certain that theyre watching you now, their legacy dishonored with every thrust Carmilla leaned down, her large breasts pressing against his chest, whispering in his ear. Anytime he mentioned his desire to kill her, she only giggled. You absolute fool...the first drop of your seed that filled me spelled your doom. My magic is older and stronger than that of your Holy Men. Your essence will take root inside of my womb, and I will give you an heir to be proud of. Carmilla tucked some hair behind of her ear as she worked. I can tell that youre close...your body is shaking. You need to cum...well. Who am I to continue denying you? She herself was close to cumming, and knew that it was time to seal the deal. As her cunt convulsed and twitched around his member, she came, raising her head back to revel in the feelings before suddenly swooping down. Her fangs were out and bared, the target Logans neck. The flesh there was tender and easy to sink her teeth into him. Taking his blood like this would seal the contract. Logan would never be able to defy her wishes. If she was gracious enough to give him a taste of her own blood, then he himself would be given the curse of immortality. But that simply wasnt what Carmilla wanted. She needed a slave, not a partner. The beautiful vampire fed from her regal slave, sucking hard and spilling plenty of his blood on the unforgiving warm volcano floor beneath them. After a few moments, she pulled back. A vampires bite was highly arousing, and there was no doubt that he spilled inside of her during the bite. His blood ran down her throat and onto her breasts as she licked her full crimson lips. You belong to me now, slave.
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Logan's body tensed up. Every part of his rationale mind was trying to resist, to not cum, not give her more of his seed, not increase the chance she'd bare a child of his own. While his body let her continue, even helping her where it could, and the animal part of his brain begged for release, begged to end the pain in his swollen balls and cock, begged to fill the bitch in heat up again, some part of his mind knew he had to escape. It didn't help when she whispered in his ear, chest pressed against his, their bodies so close. It didn't help that she was lust made flesh, that his skin felt relaxed just by the feeling of her smooth form against his. If she weren't the beast she was, he would love a woman like her, if she was whispering anything other than how he was a disgrace to his ancestors, he might enjoy the situation. But no, she was a monster. When he felt her pussy twitch and wrap around his cock, trying to suck out every drop of cum, he gritted his teeth, trying to tense his body and stop himself. The pain in his balls radiated throughout every nerve and muscle, he could nearly here his muscles crinkling like tight, taut rope holding too much weight. He closed his eyes tight, 'Don't do it,' he said in his mind, 'Don't cum idiot, don't give her what she wants,' he said. He could hear her orgasm, feel it reverberate through her body, all the way to the heavenly cunt which sucked him in. He let out a sigh when he could feel her orgasm coming to an end, 'I did it...I'm the strongest of my legacy,' he thought, he must have been to resist cumming. Aaahh fuck... he groaned, nearly yelling as his cock exploded with a sea of cum, pumping out what felt like a river of his hot seed straight into her womb, his body felt joy and pleasure like nothing he had ever felt his entire life. His blood left him as fast as his cum, his wildly throbbing cock releasing squirt after squirt as his hands gripped her ass, fingers digging into the flesh, holding her on him, begging her body to let him release more and more, fill her up, impregnate her. Please... he said, he wasn't sure what he was pleading for at this point, his throat was dry, the sudden blood loss coupled with the intense orgasm left him dizzy, ecstatic, like he was in a dream. It all felt good, like bliss, how could an abomination cause something so wonderful? Feel like the touch of heaven the clerics had promised? When all was said and done, he was still releasing into her, letting his cock be milked of every drop, he looked up to see her form, his blood on her breasts, I'm a...slave? he questioned, for a moment he wasn't even sure where he was as his strong body relaxed, muscles turning into a pleasured mush, only his chest remaining strong, heaving to take in air. I'm the prince, he said finally, unable to say much more in the way of resistance.
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Carmilla was certainly impressed with the amount of cum that he filled her womb up with. It had been so much, that her belly was actually lightly swollen. A glimpse into the future, of how she would appear when with his child. One of her soft hands moved to stroke her swollen flesh, a look of pure bliss on her face as she licked her lips, enjoying all of her lovers blood that she had spilled. She giggled as he repeated his new title, loving how he was still trying to fight his fate. The dark haired woman didnt move to dismount him, instead continuing to ride his cock inside of her cunt. His seed and her juices were dripping onto the floor beneath them, the lewd noises echoing. She sighed in contentment, looking down to the man beneath her. Of course, youre still a Prince. I wouldnt want it any other way. Carmilla confirmed. But, for all of your power, all of your glory.when you will be with me behind closed doors, you will be my slave. Between my magic and my bite, your fate is sealed. She continued to bounce herself up and down his length, a soft pink glow to her dead skin thanks to recently feeding. Lets see about making this so we both prosper Her breasts jiggled thanks to her efforts, her lust seemingly impossible to satiate. I will return with you to your Kingdom...parade me in public as nothing more than a conquered vampiress, the fearless Prince who managed to subdue such a damned creature. Carmilla began to explain what she wanted of him, how her plan for revenge was to be laid. Fuck me before your people...show them that you command a creature from the pits of hell all on your own. But once we return to the castle, and the doors close? Carmilla began to giggle lightly before growing in volume, getting up from his cock momentarily. But it was simply to turn around, face away from the Prince and present him with a view of her shapely ass. She stopped laughing when she sunk his cock back inside of her, one hand toying with his sensitive balls. You will be my personal slave. I will beat you, fuck you, command you. And in the end...I will give you heirs. Think on that. Children that will outlive even yourself, what they will do for your dynasty. This will be our contract.