His daughter, Gwyn

"Fetch me his little girl. I'm going to have some fun. Unsheath," you say.

The bandits nod, rushing off. You smile down at the now petrified Lord kneeling in front of you as you reach around, gently stroking your cock in anticipation.

"Tell me, is daddy's little girl... intact, yet? Married?"

"Engaged," Lord Whitley manages to **** out.

"Delightful," you smile. "I so do love breaking in a mare."

The bandits open the door again, this time carrying the girl from the painting. She's wearing a dark green dress, and her red hair is wild and frizzled. She's **** to her knees by the bandits, as you turn, grinning. Your mouth almost waters as your stare at her huge tits.

"Well, you are a delight. I'm going to enjoy taking your maidenhood. Dad, what have you been feeding her to get her tits that big?"

"Please, don't hurt me," she begs.

"Hurt you? I'm not going to hurt you. Well, I probably will, but not much. Plus, it always hurts the first time."

"Look, I'll sign whatever you want me to sign!" Lord Whitley says frantically.

"Shut up," you say. "Someone gag him."

One of the bandits moves over, fashioning a gag out of an old cloth and wrapping it around his head, stopping him from talking.

"Now, where were we?" you ask. "Oh yes, I was explaining what was going to happen. I'll be honest, I'm not going to do this gently, I'm not going to go slow, and I'm not going to stop. You're going to be used, like the slut you are, as a hole to fuck. If your father remains loyal to me, this will happen only once. If not... I promise you, I'll make this seem like a pleasant memory. Now, give me a kiss."

Gwyn grimaces, but allows you to press your lips against hers. You try to **** your tongue into her mouth, but she keeps her lips shut. You snarl, grabbing her by the throat and tightening your grip. She opens her mouth in a **** gasp for air, allowing you to **** your tongue in and release your grip. You grin, as you grind your hard cock against her pretty dress, leaving a smear of precum across the soft fabric that feels great on your cock. You kiss her passionately, before reaching down and pulling up the hem of her dress. You reach your other hand inside. You slowly rub a hand up her leg, running your hand along her inner thigh. You press your hand against her cunt through the soft fabric of her underwear, as Gwyn pulls back with a gasp.

"You're still a virgin, or so I hear. I'd quite like to test that myself, if you don't mind," you say.

You yank her panties slightly down, reaching your hand in. You harshly shove a finger inside, as she gasps in shock. You add a second finger, sliding it into her as she lets out a deep breath. You grin, feeling her tightness. She's tight, incredibly so, and her still seems at least somewhat intact, although you're not an expert.

"Eh, good enough for me," you say, pulling your fingers out.

You reach up her dress, again stroking her inner thigh, as your other hand grabs your cock. You grab the hem of her dress and lift it up, revealing her cunt, with a small tuft of pubic hair, the rest shaven.

"Ooh, you've been keeping it clean," you grin. "Who's that for?"

"My future husband," she says.

"Wrong. You did it for me."

You twist Gwyn around, pushing her to her knees. You **** her head down, until she's in doggy style position. With that, you grab her skirt, tossing it up to reveal her cunt to you. You grin, before thrusting in with one motion. Your balls swing through the air with your thrust, slapping against her clit. Your head is stopped by her Hymen, but you simply grab onto her hips with your hands, thrusting in with all your strength. Gwyn screams as you break thrust, the roughness of your actions quickly causing her to bleed as you thrust in until your balls press against her clit. You pull out, revealing your cock's now covered with her blood. You ram inside her again even harder, stretching her pussy. You quickly find a rhythm, fucking the shit out of her.

"Please, stop it," Gwyn begs, but her pain and sadness only causes you to double your efforts as you slam into her, nearly tearing her in two as you make her into your own little shish kebab.

You slap her ass with your right hand, hard enough to leave a red hand print on her big, milky white ass cheek. You slap again as you thrust, beginning to span her harshly as she cries out for you to stop. She clenches her pussy in reaction to the pain of the harsh hits, before you groan in pain, your balls tightening as you're ready to spurt your load.