Ignore whatever she says

“Get out” the whisper is far more a plea than it is an order.

“No, no, I don’t think I will” A cruel smile grows on your lips as you look at her “And if you hated what I did to you before...”

Your hands go to the golden clasps of your dress, fingers pressing and twisting just so; the clasps come apart and the skimpy dress falls to the ground, leaving you standing before Doe clad only in a pair of lacy black panties and a white toothed smile. You can see the princess’s eyes widen a little as you slowly slide that final small piece of fabric down your long, slender legs, revealing your delicate, shaven pussy and the long cock that proudly jutted out just above it

"You wouldn't dare" Doe mumbled as you pressed yourself against her. Her eyes were wide and from her rather shaken tone you would guess she was trying to convince herself as much as she was you.

"Are you a betting girl? Doe" you whisper, nibbling at her ear before starting a trail of kisses leading, with carefully calculated slowness, lower and lower.

“You bitch!” she groans, thrashing against her bonds weakly as you begin to slide your cock into her tiny snatch, you pause for a moment when you feel the resistance of her maidenhood and her eyes darken with understanding, your smile widens as well as you suddenly plunge the rest of the way into her snatch, wringing a wail of pleasure mixed with shame and a hint of pain from her red lips. Your own large, naked breasts press against her slightly smaller ones every time your cock plunges into her once-virgin pussy and your hands caress both sets of breasts gently as you suddenly lock your lips against hers in a passionate kiss.

“There’s something I probably should tell you Doe” you murmur, when you finally break away from the kiss. You start driving your cock in and out of her tight pussy as you speak “I am not really Helena Greenwood” you smile down at her as she let out a moan, relishing what you are about to do here.

One of your hands strokes her clit and she lets out another loud moan, “My name is actually John and I am the personal assassin of King Darius” you can tell she is only moments away from an orgasm and your smile grows even wider at the way the growing horror in her eyes wars with the raging desire that was already there “And yes, it was I who killed your father”

A heartbeat later the princess gives out a scream like that of a damned soul as she finally cums; her lush body thrashing about wildly against the bedpost. You can hear both the anguish in her voice and the pleasure, the horrified shame mixed with the still blazing desire. A moment later you give out your own victorious howl as you finally explode deep inside of Doe's pussy, thousands of your sperm flooding into her, racing towards her fertile womb.

You take a long step back from Doe and gaze thoughtfully at her. The beautiful princess is screaming wildly, her big blue eyes are blazing and she is thrashing frantically against the ropes binding her.