Don’t mess with the true Queen.

I feel Mark lunge forward with enough **** to push Sasha up the bed. Her body shakes beneath me with each plunge he takes, her breasts literally jiggling in my face. I press my face harder into her nipple to keep it from shaking against my teeth, something that could end badly if I’m not careful. I make sure to keep sucking using only my lips, as my right hand gropes her left breast. I look up at Sasha and see a glorious smile, her eyes closed in ecstasy as Mark fucks her with a savagery I didn’t actually think he had in him.

Not only do his rapid thrusts shake Sasha and the bed beneath us, but every time he leans forward I can feel the heat emanating off of him as the passionate fucking turns his chest and stomach into a hot masculine furnace. Sasha manages to free her hands from beneath me, where they were pinned when Mark pushed me down against her breasts while she groped me. Now free, she places one hand on my head to hold me firmly against her, encouraging me to keep sucking. The other hand she reaches up above me and pulls Mark down to kiss her. This makes him press further down on me, sandwiching me between them and crushing me into her breast. He doesn’t slow down though, and the heat of their bodies and the friction between all of us quickly becomes suffocating.

I whimper, feeling lightheaded from the intoxicating musk of heat and sweat all around me. Mark and Sasha’s heads are above me, further away from the center of the actual friction, so they probably aren’t experiencing as much of the musk and heat as I am. Not that it would matter as they are clearly lost in their lust for one another. It’s a truly savage fucking, and I have a fantastic, if claustrophobic, seat for the occasion.

Not wanting to be left out, I do my best to rub my pussy against Sasha’s undulating stomach as Mark pulverizes her from below. It’s hard, but she has just enough muscle definition to barely notice it as I rub my pussy along her abs. I keep sucking her nipple as I feel her body begin to tense up beneath me more, her hand on my head easing her fingers more into my hair and gripping me firmly. Mark also seems to be changing his thrusts, slowing down over all but favoring hard, methodical piston-ing shots right into her pussy that shakes her body violently but predictably.

I’m still far from my own orgasm, but honestly it’s a bit of a relief to feel Sasha and Mark begin to shudder in the throws of their own climax. It’s getting suffocatingly musky between them, like a sexy bit of swamp. I can feel so much sweat on me, and I know most of it’s not mine. Finally, Mark pushes hard and simultaneously pulls Sasha too him, crushing me in the process and holding himself inside as he finishes inside of her as she also climaxes from the sensation of his pulsing cock inside of her.

They kiss deeply, seeming unaware of my crushing plight. I let Sasha’s nipple slip from my lips to let out a weak whimper. They don’t notice at first, lost in their own post coital bliss. But finally Sasha looks down at me and smiles. She gently pushes Mark up, who doesn’t resist. He pulls out of her and rolls over onto his side, exposing my back to the relatively cold air. Mark keeps panting, having clearly worked himself hard to maintain as savage of a fucking as he could the whole time.

Sasha pushes herself up to a sitting position and pulls me into her arms. “Sorry baby. We didn’t mean to squish you like that. How about we try a new position for round two?”

Sasha, looking at me, completely misses the look of concern that quickly becomes a look of despair on Mark’s face. I giggle, even though I know that’s not fair.

So I decide to stand up for Mark. “Round two? Can’t we jutht relax? We’ve been at it motht of the day, and I don’t know how much more Ma… we can take.” I decide not to just blame Mark, but reach that decision a little too late while talking. Besides, while I have had some time to rest, my genitals took quite the pounding today too.

Sasha smiles gently at me and kisses my cheek. “Okay, I guess we can let Mark rest.” She gently pushes me off of her stomach and onto Mark’s lap with his wet but soft cock. Yep. Everything seems like it’s ready to wind down into a nice relaxing evening after a day of passionate love making…

Sasha reaches down to Marks legs and the various straps he was wearing for the whole “war beast” look. And unlike me, she actually knows how to use them. She quickly manages to hook them together, rendering Mark’s legs useless. She then grabs some fluffy handcuffs from her side table drawer and secures his hands together. With that threat neutralized, She takes a second pair of cuffs and pulls my arms behind my back to secure them there. She does the whole thing so smoothly, I don’t even think to resist. By the time I move past my surprise, confusion, and appreciation for the skill she displayed, it’s already too late.

Sasha hops off the bed and stands up triumphantly, then grabs the harness I wore earlier today. She has to undo the adjustments Mark made to have it fit me, but she quickly has it on. She then heads into the closet. I am slowly coming to realize that the nights not over just yet. And, I’m starting to remember what Mark said about the ways that harness could be used…

So I’m not really that surprised when Sasha comes out with a small, compared to Mark who is now my basis for comparison, dildo attached as a strap-on. She grins saucily at me and saunters over to the bed, before beginning to crawl on it towards me.

“N-n-now Sasha, it’th been a long day. Let’th jutht cuddle.” I feel a bit of panic set in. I’m still a little horny, but after all the punishment my pussy took today I’m really more interested in light masturbation, not further internal pummeling.

Sasha’s grin grows wider, “oh vile goblin queen, I warned you, did I not? I said it was only a matter of time before I escaped and brought justice down on your head.” I whimper softly as she grabs both my ankles and pulls me closer to her, sliding off of Mark’s lap until my head lays against his thigh, the scent of his well used and abused cock emanating from my right side. But I can’t focus on that as Sasha keeps crawling , until her hips are nearly positioned beneath mine. I gulp, as she is clearly ready to reenact what Mark did to her on my smaller frame.

I’m not sure if I’m more scared of the look in her eyes, or turned on. Damn you Sasha and your ability to make me feel confused! I look up at Mark and try to muster some sense of my previous authority. “W-war beast! Save your master!” Nice, perfect s’s… not that it helps me.

Mark struggles for a moment against his bonds, but gives up quickly. Suspiciously quickly. He spits out the bitt gag, “Sorry master, she has defeated me.” While he does sound pretty tired, he definitely just gave up without really trying.

“Traitor! Foul cur! You will rue the day…” I’m interrupted as Sasha softens her smile into something more genuine and leans down to silence my mouth with her own. I can’t help but let out a soft moan as she reminds me how much I love her, and she loves me.

She breaks the kiss slowly, somehow even making its end intimate and sensual. She sighs softly before saying, “I’ve wanted you since I first saw you.” I can hear and feel the need and desire in her voice, and it heats me up inside.

“You mean, before? Or after I became… thith?” I feel flustered, her eyes boring into me as if **** to comprehend every part of me down to the smallest eyelash.

“Hmm, both. Yes. I love you as my big strong silent teddy bear. And I love you as my cute shy little goblin princess.” Her hands rub up and down my sides, stoking the heat I feel deep down. I notice how she’s demoted me from goblin queen to princess… but she makes me sound so cute and desirable that I can’t bring myself to care. “I love you, and I want to fuck you now.”

Her hands trails down to between my legs, and slowly pull them apart. She leans forward and rubs the tip of the dildo against my pussy lips, making me whimper. She stops and looks at me with a soft smile. The room hangs quiet. For a moment I’m confused, then it finally dawns on me after an embarrassingly long time. This is my opportunity to back out. Obviously she isn’t actually going to fuck me if I don’t want her to.

I could just say no, or I could say yes in a coded fashion by resuming my defiant goblin queen persona to let her know I’m fine with being “defeated.” … but somehow that doesn’t feel right for the moment.

“I… I love you too Sasha. And I want you to fuck me. Please, fuck me.”

Sasha smiles brightly, and I realize she might have been a bit more nervous about my response than she was letting on. She takes my face in both hands and kisses me firmly, before lining up the dildo and thrusting forward.

In her eagerness, it’s feels like she is impaling me on her dildo. I gasp and whimper at the rapid invasion, but that only seems to stir Sasha to greater heights. She proves she has just as much enthusiasm and hip endurance as Mark, quickly reaching my deepest parts and ravaging them with her plastic and silicon phallus. Although it’s hard to fully appreciate it, she also has an impressive eye for what my body can handle, as her chosen dildo is able to both reach my inner most sensitive areas and still lets her fully hilt it into me with each thrust.

I gasp and shudder beneath her as she toys with my body, her hands rubbing and pinching me in perfect harmony with the internal **** she is conducting. In a shockingly sultry and husky voice, Sasha says, “god I love you. You’re mine. All mine.”