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Thread: Claim (Closed for Methos and FK)

Annalea screamed as she felt her brother grab a hold of her shift and rip it further, meticulously removing it from her body. She gasped and struggled to cover herself even as she tried to beat him off of her. She heard herself sob, somewhere between despair and fury, as she tries to cover her breasts, his hands finding her thighs and spreading them forcefully. NO! Annalea's back arched as her brother ground his pants clad crotch against her, and she bit her lip. She tried to twist beneath him as he unlaced his breeches, but found him pressing down on her again as he freed himself from the constraints of his pants. She sobbed as he taunted her, pushing his cock against her heat. She shook her head in disgust and fear, denial coursing through her entire body. And then she screamed louder than she had ever screamed before. As she felt his cock lance inside of her she thought she might be splitting in two. She screamed again with his next thrust as he buried himself on her warmth, and tears streaked her face as her fists stopped beating his chest and instead tangled in his shirt. Her back arched drastically, her breasts pressed up against him as he muffled her cries with his mouth. She did not bother to fight his kiss as he forced his tongue inside of her mouth, her body forcing itself further onto his shaft as it reacted in pain. Annalea's vision narrowed as she felt him move in and out of her body, making her raw as he tore her open with his less than gentle movements. She wanted to fight, wanted to rip him in two, but she found herself hardly able to breathe as she was taken, forced upon, raped by her brother- her husband. Her long gold hair splayed out around her on the bed, her cold blue eyes were clouded with pain and the sparking of fear that had never graced them before. And yet, through all the pain and the misery, and humiliation her body was reacting in kind to his. Her sex grew wet with every thrust, her nipples grew hard from the cold and the sensation of his clothing rubbing against them, and as she struggled her tongue fought his in a way akin to returning his kiss. Ahe still sobbed, but not even her own repulsion would stop her body from welcoming him, not even as he hurt her.
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Brand heard her screaming her protests rather loudly as he body was rendered naked and entirely vulnerable to his attentions. Her shift had been stripped away to leave her pale form exposed to his eyes, and hungrily they slide over that pleasantly rounded form. His eyes lingering upon her chest and the pleasant curve of her thigh. He felt that soft skin and flesh beneath him now as he lay atop of her. Her screams filled his ears as the smell of her would fill his nostrils. His hands roamed rather boldly over her, moving as they would as his fingers indulged themselves in the ripeness of her form. Yet there was nothing gentle or kind in the manner in which he took her. Rather there was a forceful downward pounding of his hips. His hips rising and then falling in that rather primal act of pistoning his cock inside of her. His flesh beating against her as he drove her down into the bed beneath her. He crushed her beneath him as he pushed his manhood deeper inside of her. That thick fleshy pole being rammed further into her soft channel as she arched and strained against his entry. The rather hard muscular form that lay against her seemed rather consumed with the act he engaged in. His weight held her down and he forced her thighs apart as he rutted between her legs. His body roughly smacked down into her as he laid his claim to her. His cock lanced inside of her, rubbing against the walls of her sex that grew raw from the force and size which they were met with. Zealously he pounded his cock into her, the sound of body striking body and the creek of the headboard could be easily heard as he took her. His mouth forcefully pressing to her, so her lips would taste his own and feel the warmth of his breath falling upon her. Dark eyes gleamed as they looked down into her own blue pools, he felt her tongue press to his and with each thrust he began to feel the dampness of her sex welcoming him inside of her. As he stretched her the head of his cock was beginning to repeatedly strike against her cervix as he filled her utterly and entirely. Hed smack the head of his cock against that barrier, threatening to press past it with the rather lewd manner in which his hips ground into her. His lips parted from her own, his breath warm and his eyes gleaming as he murmured No sooner do I make you my whore than you give up screams of no to squirming and kissing back. He meant to taunt her with that as his mouth would envelope her own once more. Forcefully kissing her as his hips rocked into her. His pace increased slightly as he sought to constantly drill the head of his shaft into her cervix a steady string of hard thrusts were levelled into her. Pumping himself into her depths and not only stretching her but painfully striking that barrier again and again and again within short succession.
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Annalea screamed and sobbed beneath him the first time the head of his cock punched against her cervix, a sharp pain shooting through her body. Her husband had never been rough with her, and had not been large enough to get so deep inside of her. She felt her tears roll over her cheeks and into her hair as she twisted his shirt in her hands, hoping to rip and ruin the fabric. Her entire body trembled beneath him, need and fear and pure anger battling for control as her hips rocked to meet his even as she squirmed to be free of him. His body was heavy atop hers, harder that she ever could have imagined, crushing the air form her lungs as he thrust deeper and harder inside of her, rutting between her legs like one of the hunting dogs atop a bitch in heat. As he pulled away she shook her head back and forth, denying his words, his accusations. And she screamed as he accused of enjoying his attentions, of kissing him back. As he leaned down to kiss her again she reached her hand up to slap him, her anger spiking. His hands on her body were large, warm and rough. She could feel the calluses that the sword brought to his hands, they brought goosebumps to her flesh everywhere that they traced. She squirmed beneath him as his hands ran over her full breasts, as they traced the curve of her waist into the dip of her stomach. She found herself trembling just from his touch as she fought to cease her sobbing. It was the pain from his driving thrusts that gave her the fighting edge, that reminded her who she was with, what was happening. Her hands reached up as she fought against him futilely, pushed deeper into the bed by his large body. Her fingers traced the back of his neck for a moment, running up the sides of his scalp until they tangled in his hair and she grabbed, filling her fists with his dark locks and yanking with all her strength. She wanted to pull his mouth from hers, she wanted to ruin his pleasure in any way she could, she wanted to hurt him the way he was hurting her. She yanked once, twice, three times, determined to hurt him as much as she could, and at the moment that was teh only way accessible to her.
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He heard Annalea screaming as he used her rather viciously. Each deep thrust was levelled into her as he felt he felt her hips beginning to rise up to meet his own. Although her squirming would utterly fail to get her away from him, for thick arms were to either side of her and the weight of his body pinned her down to the bed beneath her. He watched her struggle and squirm beneath him but there was no escaping him for she was speared upon his prick and his body continued to press itself fast to her with the constant penetration of that soft sex. Although he wasnt a dog atop a bitch in heat, he was definitely atop a bitch. He took a certain satisfaction in hearing her scream and her head being shook rather vehemently as though to deny what she had been doing a moment before. Although he smirked as he remarked Oh I can feel your sex getting wet you filthy blonde bitch. He let his lips twitch as he remarked Horny for a belly full of a whoresons seed arent you? He sneered at her as he noted You like it slut. His hands roamed over her body pressing into that soft flesh. His hands tightened upon chest as he rather roughly groped her. His fingers kneading into her flesh and then roaming down to her thigh and fondling the curve of her ass in turn. His lips formed a rather dark smile as he looked down at her, his pleasure evident as her that smug triumph would seem to be heralded by each jarring collision of his hips into her. He felt her fingers grabbing the back of his head and pulling upon his hair. Irritation flashed upon his features as he looked down at her. As she wrenched upon his hair he raised his hand and thereafter rather roughly smacked one hand aside. Thereafter, that same hand would bring the back of it down across the side of her face. His eyes flashed as he said Know your place whore. He smirked as he added Which happens to be beneath me. His hand moved to her throat and strong calloused digits slid about her throat. His fingers would tighten about her neck as they began to squeeze and choke her. His grip tightened as hed cut off the supply of air she had and at the same time he drove his hips into her. He pounded his prick into her, thus as shed feel the onset of suffocation shed feel the jabbing pain of his cock being spiked into the very depth of her soft, moistening channel.
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Anna screamed as she felt the hand come across her face. Her wrist stung where he had hit her a moment before, but the pain in her face was much sharper, there would be a bruise by morning. She stared up at him in shock, for a long moment not crying out or struggling. SHe had never been hit before, let alone hard enough to leave a mark like that would leave. Tears began to roll down her face as she spit up at him, digging her fingernails into his neck and drawing them down his chest, ripping at his shirt and flesh. SHe aimed for one of his nipples as she drew lines of blood down his skin. She was more surprised, though, when his hand wrapped around her throat. She gasped and began to struggle again, her hands jumping to his wrist as her breathing first became difficult, then began stop cease completely. She arched beneath him, burying his cock deep enough inside of her that the pain made her scream a soundless scream, her throat raw. She felt tears pouring faster down her cheeks as she fought for air, feeling his cock brutally abuse her insides. She arched harder as she fought against him, her movements becoming more sluggish the longer her cut off her air, fear beginning to seep into her eyes. Fear that he would indeed get rid of her, here and now as he consummated their marriage. S----st---op .. . She shuddered form his touch, from the weight of him, crushing her as she found it harder and harder to fight him. She did not want to stop fighting, punishing him for what he was doing, but if she did not save her strength she would be dead, and then she would never be able to properly punish him for all his crimes. She felt herself sob soundlessly, afraid of what he might do, subconsciously pushing herself up harder on his cock, her body tightening around him, milking his cock for his seed.
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Brand smirked as he watched tears stream down her face. The look on her face of surprise that hed responded by striking her was rather priceless. The princess had spent her entire life getting her way, now to rather forcefully be slapped down and essentially put in her place was likely a rather rude awakening for the woman. Whats the matter princess - being queen not all you thought it would be? There was a sarcastic tone to his voice as he felt her nails tearing at his shirt and skin. Adrenaline surged through him as he had his way with her to the point the barely felt her nails as they dug into his chest and shoulders. His hand pressed tightly about her neck and undoubtedly his fingers would begin to mark her neck with their presence. His hand clenched tightly about her, slowly cutting the flow of air into her. As he held her neck, easily he could simply have tightened his hand and crushed her windpipe and ended things there and then. But he held her throat tight enough that she gasped and struggled for air as she wept. His grip was calculated to slowly inflict pain and leave her feeling frightened and so very, very helpless beneath him. Even as he toyed with her throat, his hips heavily smacked into her. Their collision with her form and the rock of their bodies together as she arched to take him deeper within produced rather gratifying screaming. He smiled darkly, and rather mercilessly his prick was buried deeper within her. He sought to force every last inch of his shaft inside her. His hips ground down rather lewdly into her body as filled her with that throbbing fleshy rod. To kill her now might be satisfying after a fashion, but death was too good for her. It would end her suffering and humiliation far before he was prepared to let it go. Thus as he noted a slight sluggishness about her his grip eased to let air rush into her lungs. Although his thumb would stroke up and down along her throat as he did so. That thick digit pressed down slightly as it slid back and forth. Its pressure just enough to seem menacing as he allowed her to regain her breath. As he felt her svelte form pushing herself upon him and those taunt walls of her sex tightening and squeezing in a milking motion his hips churned downwards to drive his cock into those greedy folds. His body pressed to her and his pace would begin to heighten, desire was evident in his eyes as his body flush with her rather eagerly sought the gratification those gripping folds promised as pleasure coursed through him.
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Anna gasped and struggled some as air painfully exploded into her lungs, the feeling of his thumb running up and down her throat terrifying, a reminder of his strength and power over her. She hear herself sob as he grinned maliciously down on her, pounding her sex with his large tool. As he began to trust faster she began to scream with every thrust, her body countering him by tightening more. Suddenly she threw her head to the side and closed her eyes. SHe didn't want to see him any more. Her new husband. She could see her father in him, but she could also see his whore of a mother. She saw herself too, in those cruel eyes. She felt ashamed that her body was reacting to him, angered that some part of her was enjoying him. Her hands pressed up on his chest futiley, and she felt the ache in both her neck where his hand had so dangerously tightened, and in her face where he had hit her. She found that the thought of his hands were frightening. She had never been abused in her life, she had never known that a man's hands could be so hard, so cruel. She trembled at teh thought, her entire body arching to his as she sobbed again , her hands curling to fists in anger at the action. She felt helpless and weak beneath him, but some part of her enjoyed the way his hard body felt on top of hers, the manly way he smelled. She felt the urge to bury her face against him and smell him, to taste him and she screamed in anger, punching him in teh chest with all her strength as he speared into her, making her scream again. She could feel her body milking his, and she sobbed louder, knowing that soon she would be filled with his seed. She wondered,if under his rule, she could still get the teas that aborted a husband's seed within the early days. She sobbed at the thought that he might make it impossible for her to get such remedies. Ah- stop! She screamed before she even realized what she was doing, and she choked on the end of the cry, trying to stop herself, gasping and sobbing at her own seakness. SHe would not beg.
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His hips were rather firmly bucking into her. Each smack of flesh meeting flesh filling both their ears as he drove his prick inside her. He felt her curling up and tightening around him. That delicious tension offering him surging amounts of pleasure that in turn heightened the rather relentless pace at which he thrust his cock within her. Eagerly and rather intense he sought that looming release. Thrust after heavy thrust were levelled into the hips and soft thighs of her body, he pressed his prick into the grip of that milking shaft delighting in her bodys desire to pleasure him. While he felt her body shudder and squirm as she screamed beneath him. With a deep thrust that buried his shaft within her a groan escaped his lips and shed feel the tell tale twitch of his cock within her sex. Thereafter, his seed would rush forth within her. That creamy white fluid gushing forth into the milking folds of her sex. Their gripping tension eliciting strands of sticky semen that splattered over those abused folds and would pool within her belly as he came rather hard within her. His hips rose and fell atop of her, as hed slow as his seed was coaxed from him until it the last of his load merely dribbled into her. Thereafter hed come to a halt atop of her with a rather pleased look upon his face. As he looked down at the princess he saw no real resemblance to himself within her. It was said shed favoured her own mother. Although he now smirked as he noted For an otherwise useless bitch you are a nice little piece of ass then with dripping sarcasm he noted Oh blushing bride of mine. With mock fondness he leaned in and kissed her lips lightly as he added And there is far more where that came from. He airily noted Im sure youll soon do your duty as queen and provide me with an heir. Given that I shall make a point of filling your belly like you were a prized mare to be bred. If shed harboured some hope that hed allow her to undo the effects of his seed slickening her sex and pooling within her that likely suggested that the opposite was true. Indeed the only contraceptives Brand seemed liable to allow her would be her mouth and her asshole. Although it was doubtful that that was really what she had been hoping for. Although he smirked as he noted I think the part of this that you will hate the most at least at first Anna is that however much you glare at me - you liked it.
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Anna screamed and sobbed as she felt him bury himself completely inside of her as his cock twitched. SHe imagined that she could feel his seed emptying inside of her and she sobbed again, her entire body trembling beneath him as he rocked his hips, working himself slowly inside of her, making sure that she took everything he gave her. SHe turned her head from him again, only to find his lips on hers, kissing her in some mocking version of a lover's gentle kiss. She reached up and pushes against him as he continues to lay atop her, both complimenting and insulting her in one instant, and confirming her fears that he would want a child immediately. SOme part of her hoped that she was unable to give him children, but she knew that would shorten her lifespan exceptionally. She reached up as he smirked down on her, mocking her body's reactions to his attentions, and as he scorned her she let loose and smacked him across the face. I will never enjoy your foul body, and I will kill any child I bear you- it will be showing them a mercy, the poor basterd's children. SHe spat at him, seeking to have vengeance in the only way she could think of just then, with words, but she quickly regretted it, before she even saw the anger mix with the mirth in his eyes. Still, rather than apologize to save herself whatever punishment he devised, she spit up at his face and tried to jerk out from underneath him. Now get your foul body off of me and let me go back to my own bed. I refuse to sleep here with you.
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The newly crowned king gazed down at her as she pushed against his form. It had a rather comical look to it as the woman was diminutive as compared to himself. The warrior hulking frame was more than a foot taller than hers and like as not weighed more than two and a half times her weight. Thus she shoved at his form at it was as though a child sought to move a boulder. He seemed rather amused as he simply lay casually atop of her. His shaft remained buried inside of her as he seemed disinclined to be dislodged. She struck him and he simply grabbed a handful of her hair, rather roughly pulling upon it as he ranked her head towards him so that he stared her right in the eyes. Irritation flashed within those dark orbs as he growled. You had your chance to die girl. He stated Instead you chose to be owned by me. He leaned in the few scant inches that lay between them so that his forehead pressed right up against her as he stated This is the bed you chose to lay in. Whatever your talk, you fear death and you fear me as the bringer of it so youll do as I bloody well tell you and be a good little brood mare. His hand casually groped her ass as he noted Im not going anywhere. I think I shall sleep like this. His lips formed a smirk as he noted Im rather comfortable and find it convenient that when I shall feel like fucking you again, your right here for me just waiting to be claimed again. His fingers pressed into her lecherously as he noted And that will be soon enough. His eyes gleamed as he noted Perhaps I should send for your hand-maidens to attend upon you. He said rather casually Im sure you would like to have them here to watch as I raped your ass. He stated rather blithely Im sure they would be most sympathetic as an audience given your kind treatment towards them. Im sure theyd have comforting things to tell you as you felt your ass bleed as it was ripped by my dick and then dripping with my seed.
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Anna cried out as she felt his hand tangle in her hair, tears rolling down her cheeks as he body manhandled her. She trembled as his forehead touched hers, and he made very clear his assertiveness. She wanted to look away form him, but she was unable as she sobbed, her hands going weak against his chest. She hated the feeling of being pinned beneath him, even as she shuddered from it. She trembled at his awareness of her fear of death at his hand, and said nothing. She was terrified, certainly. Who would not be. SHe blinked back more tears until he continued, offering to call her hand maids to attend to her, and she clutched on to his shirt, tryign to shake her head, reminded painfully of his hand in her hair. No! SHe trembled beneath him, her eyes wide before dropping. SHe felt shame for submitting to him, even under duress, with a lack of any choice, No, please don't do that! She knew, for a certainty, that every one of her personal maids hated her. That she had been cruel to them, if not in the same way her brother was now being cruel to her, than in a fashion just as cruel if not less personal. She trembled at the touch of his rough hand on her ass, and felt herself pulled harder against him. She pulled her head down some,a gain reminded of his hand in her hair, and she cowered. The thought of him ripping into her ass was . . . horrifying. She swallowed hard, forcing herself with every ounce of wills he had not to beg him to have mercy, not to beg him not to take her ass. It wasn't a matter of jsut pride, either, she knew he would enjoy her pleas. SHe knew he would get hard hearing them. She clenched her fists against him but said nothing, for the first time since he had raided her bedroom, falling completely silent.