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Chapter 11 by crunchyspag crunchyspag

What's next?

Get medieval on her

You find Veronica in the oubliette, arms and legs chained to the stone wall. Her eyes narrow as you swagger over to her. You dismiss the guards, requesting privacy. "Enjoying your new quarters?" you ask. She spits at you. "Hey now!" you say with exaggerated offense. "You know, most spies would get executed on the spot. I spare you, and this is the thanks I get?" you ask with mock indignation. She just stares at you, seething. "Well, maybe some punishment would make you more appreciative" you say. Reaching out, you grab at the front of her dress viciously, tearing a large piece of it away. Her amazing breasts fly free, dangling over a soft white stomach. You take one in each hand, squeezing hard as you lick her neck lasciviously. She turns her head and tries to pull away, but her chains hold. You lick her breasts, tasting the salt of her fearful sweat on her perfumed skin. "You're a monster!" she says. "A monster?" you ask angrily. "You come to hurt me and my kingdom unprovoked, and I'm the monster? Oh, if you want a monster, I'll show you a monster!" You rip at her dress again, exposing her crotch, leaving her dress little more than a backside by now. You pull you dick from your pants and rub her clit with it. "Trust me, this is only the beginning" you say. You push her soft thighs together with your hand and insert your penis between them and her pussy. You fuck her intercrurally, top of your dick stimulating her clit. You go fast, not waiting for her. She's a spy after all. You grunt and wrap your arms around her back, pulling her bound form into a hug as you cum into her thigh fold, leaving it sticky with your dripping semen.

No more of the light stuff for her. You'll need her bound differently for a proper fucking. You call the guards back in, and they stare at the mess of a gorgeous, half-naked woman hanging there. "You, unchain her! Tie her onto a table, spread eagle, face down" you say to one hulk of a man. The two men, used to the indelicate nature of the dungeon, begin grinning evilly and chuckling. You wait impatiently as they do their job, grabbing her lustily as they work. She screams in protest as her legs are spread wide, leaving her beaming pink hole unprotected. They finish, and you dismiss the disappointed guards. Your mouth waters as you look at her **** form.

What's next on the menu?

More fun
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