“Oooh that feels so good…” he moaned out fucked and Ariela grinned, enjoying his sensual movements, hands grasping the bedsheets, back bent, head lolling backwards, “It’s a little weird how quiet she is though, ah, not that I’m, ah! Complaining.” aunty Ariela pursed her lips a little, but couldn’t really disagree, Sophia, entirely against her will began to moan like a street slut around Belind’s cock, her lips rolling down his length, letting it press further into her mouth, sucking on it like she craved his seed, her tongue swirling over the tip, maximising her pleasure, using methods and tricks to heighten his pleasure that she didn’t even know existed. Ariela moved behind Sophia and sank to her knees, leaning in close, her full breasts pressing to the girls back as she rested her chin on her shoulder making Sophia push forward, suppressing her gag reflex to take Belinds cock into her throat, drawing another moan from Belind, whispering in her ear quiet enough that Belind didn’t hear her, “You’ll never be mine, you little bitch, Belind is mine. You’ll never hurt him again. That’s for my pleasure, not yours.” She reached around as tears freely swept across Sophia’s cheeks, feeling her dress melt away in a glow of emerald mist, Ariela’s hands cupping her full breasts and squeezing roughly, pinching her nipples hard between finger and thumb. Pain jolted through her body, but she could only moan in pleasure as she drew her lips back up Belind’s now slick cock, focusing on the tip. Helpless to Ariela and her whims she felt her own hands dip down, caressing her smooth mound, stroking herself, forced to pleasure herself, betrayed by her own body. “Feels good, doesn’t it?” Ariela whispered, kissing the girl's ear, biting gently, leaving little purple stains from her lipstick, “Playing with yourself as you suck his cock… What did you think would happen? Really? That you’d come here? Instill your will and become a Queen? Please. You’re nothing to me,” she paused, grinning as she pressed the tip of her cock against Sophia’s pussy, rubbing it against her, “Well, not nothing exactly, you’re a wet hole to fuck…” Sophia struggled against her own body, feeling herself move, her hands preparing her pussy for Ariela’s assault, her mouth, eagerly gliding up and down his shaft, even her vocal chords betrayed her, making her moan in pleasure, sounding just like a slut desperate for cock. Ariela grinned, enjoying the conquest of this little bitch as she started to sink her cock into the girl's wet pussy, tight and hot around her she closed her eyes, hearing Sophia groan in pleasure around Belind’s cock as she sheathed her sword in the girl, losing herself to the sensations wrapped around her thick cock. She gripped Sophia’s hips and began to take her, not caring for the girls own enjoyment in the least, making her hands move back to Belind, one hand resting on his thigh, the other caressing his balls as she sucked his cock, her whole body jerking from the thrusts of Ariela’s cock into her once royal pussy. “A-ah, Ariela, I think I’m close!” Belind called out, his voice high pitched, his body writing, a hand New supporting his weight, wrapped up in the sheets of his bed, the other wrapped in Sophia’s pretty blonde hair, pushing her deeper, into his throat. Ariela pouted a little, she would’ve preferred if her humiliation of Sophia had lasted longer, but she had no intention of wasting more time on the slut than she needed to. “You going to be a good girl and swallow his load, Princess bitch?” Ariela whispered, grinning, knowing she had no choice. Gripping her hips tightly Ariela pounded her cock roughly into Sophia’s wet hot pussy, making the girl squeeze down on her length like a trained consort, her pussy milking her thick length, Ariela using her magic to help enhance her own pleasure, intensifying it well past what any normal human could experience, driving her cock towards an early climax. They came together, Ariela biting her lip and bowing her head, feeling the young body of the girl in her hands, feeling pose her cock pulse rope after rope of fertile seed into the girls unprotected womb, grunting and sighing with pleasure as she, quite possibly, bred her. Up above Belind was spending his load between her lips, wrapped so tightly around the tip of his cock that not a drop of his pent-up load could escape, instead letting it pool in her mouth, where, cruelly, Ariela wasn’t letting her swallow just yet, forcing her to swirl her tongue around his tip, coating her tastebuds in his seed, making her taste every drop. Ariela held herself deep, ensuring every drop of her valuable seed was spend in the pleasurable embrace of her pussy before slowly withdrawing her softening cock from her stretched hole, finally forcing her to swallow down Belind’s hot, thick cum. Slowly Ariela stood, her dress forming back around her and with a smirk she forced one final act of humiliation upon Sophia. “Thank you, Belind,” Sophia said, her voice sultry and lustful, then she turned to look to Ariela, pleading now in her eyes, finally broken as she stared at the woman controlling her body, “Please, Mistress Ariela, may I have some more?” Belind indian leaned back on the bed, panting as his own wet cock wilted between his thighs, a smile on his face as he clearly enjoyed the show. Ariela pursed her lips as if thinking, despite being the one controlling Sophia’s words and actions, “Oooh if you insist. Guards!” the Queen’s guards who had escorted them here stepped into the room, prompt, “Would you please assemble an honour guard for the lovely Princess Sophia?” One of the guards glanced at his companion before electing to speak, “Of course my Queen, for what purpose?” Ariela for a moment thought about vaporizing the guard for questioning her motives, but a more sensible part of her understood he was likely just asking so he could assemble a guard fit for whatever duty it would be. “To gangbang her for a few days. Maybe a guard of forty will suffice, big strong brutes, please, oh and make sure you’re a part of the guard.” The two guards glanced at each other and grinned darkly, following Sophia as she strutted from the room, her young nubile body on display as she left. She only got a few paces from the room before Ariela released her hold on the girl, who quickly started to run, a scream coming out followed by a playful grunt of laughter from the guards as they gave chase of their new conquest. Ariela horny smiled at the sound, “Cute. So!” she turned her attention back to Belind and raised one delicate eyebrow. “A-ah… Cadance... I could only imagine what they would do with it. I’ve never been in the presence of a famous person before, unless you count my own appearance as the poster girl of the fleet, so it feels unreal to see her right before me. The tip swelled. There was no more room to fight, hands were closing in all around him, but still the man smiled, and when they threw him onto the altar and pinned him down, he laughed. I felt the heat first, then the pain. I cupped her tits with both hands, squeezing them firmly and pinching her nipples between my fingers and thumbs. Almost there, Stephanie thought as she wobbled, exhausted, on aching feet down the silent hotel corridor towards the welcome refuge of the room she shared with Megan. His operation was the most organized thing I’d yet encountered in the department. Still, I pulled it closer for a taste, which was unpleasant; it needed a wash. I grabbed a bottle of wine, dumped it over the shaft and dark, bulbous head, splashing my lap in the process. We both kissed each other passionately. She pulled her purple thong from her waist and slid it down her legs, kicking it to the floor before scoot back on her twin bed, and spreading her beautifully smooth legs to the side. "Where do we go from here?" I can arrange to have all New of your items sent to your hotel if you would like. Tiffany felt Joe's massive hands kneading her butt as he pulled her backwards onto his cock. She would ride it everywhere, to school, to the community pool, to the pose country club, to her jobs. “So you will eat at home, honey. Feel free to adjust it if you need to.” I moaned, while rapidly having the breath taken away from me . “Damn you to hell!” If he is any good at eating pussy, and Ann is willing to try, I will be in heaven. Please don’t let them capture you as a virgin, Melena.” Shrill howls that pierce the air and fill the night with the horrors of defilement and terror. She lay down fucked indian on the bed and opened her legs. That moment was the first time he smiled at me. I’m still angry that I let him draw me in. Maybe it was his dimples or perhaps the way horny he spoke, with charisma and class aunty woven into every fiber of his being. I plunged my finger into her pussy's depths. Just remember it’s not his name you’re moaning when you cum.” “What if someone comes?” “I’ve already told her the full story. “Yes!” the slave-girl moaned.