Thread: Taming the Bride (Prince & darkest_fate)

Aric was enjoying the pose as he reared back his hand to strike. His long arm enabled him to grip Juniper's throat securely while his groin was positioned to the side of the girl's tempting ass, offset barely enough to enable full swings of his hand to spank both her slightly jiggling ass cheeks. If he just shifted a couple inches over, the position would become much more lewd, but he was close enough for the audience to get the hint. Aric was showing her who was the ruler, much the way the audience imagined he would later tonight using a different weapon to do the striking. Aric's frustrated anger, the girl's physical beauty, and the heady feeling of conquest were all conspiring to make the situation strangely arousing. Despite his desire to make this a 'teaching' moment for the spoiled brat, Aric found his cock growing hard in his trousers at the sight of her willowy body squirming before him. It was awfully tempting suddenly to think of lifting the gossamer, white gown and flipping it over her impossibly narrow waist. The thought of seeing in the flesh the tempting twin melons that shuddered before him was suddenly all consuming. Would they be fair and unblemished, like Juniper's face? Would the girl's sex be hairy or trimmed the way Aric preferred? What would the repercussions be if he were to slide his cock into that virgin cunt right now before all his guests? Fuck he wanted to take her so badly now. Could even he get away with it or would the depraved act somehow put him in some even worse category of beast than he suspected many already viewed him? Did he even care anymore what happened? The damn girl had besotted him! The squirming intensified and Aric dragged his gaze up from the sweet ass that was tempting him to find Juniper's purple eyes staring at him, wide and frantic now. Her pouting words meant nothing to him, but he felt her bump against him in her struggles, one of those firm, ripe globes brushing the bulge under his surcoat and forcing a small moan from his lips that she alone could hear. She was softly begging him now, he realized, voice quavering and eyes pleading and tugging at him. It was unsettling how quickly her demeanor had changed and how skilled she seemed to be at asking sweetly. This was a much more attractive side of her and he found himself nodding by reflex to her suggestions. Undress for him? Yes that would be nice... but now? In front of these people? His cock stirred again at the thought. She meant later most likely he presumed, but a willing strip show would be quite nice. But first.... -THWACK!- A lesson was still in order as he gave her one hard spank and pulled her up against his body, the bulge in his trousers nestling in the crack of her ass as he ground his hips against her tight rear. Since you asked so sweetly and promised me an undressing, I'll give you only one spank before your new subjects. Do your best to not earn any more, Aric whispered in her ear, tongue licking her earlobe lightly at the end. Grabbing her hand, he raised it high again and waved towards the crowd, encouraging them to applaud with a big smile. Even her own retinue, shocked but somewhat fooled into thinking it was some barbaric custom, gave some light claps, many likely enjoying the sight of the haughty princess humbled. By tradition, a husband must give his wife at least one spank! But I'm sure my sweet Queen will never need another to remind her who her ruler truly is! Aric cried out, laughing again like it was all a silly joke as they sat back down.