Training a Princess

“Gark, gark, gark.” The noises escaped from Sylva’s mouth as she bobbed her head up and down John’s long dick. Her soft, elven lips tickled the shaft as she moved her mouth along it’s linear path. Her tongue swirled around John’s dick that was firmly in her mouth. Her nimble tongue caressed the man meat that invaded her mouth, the strokes an attempt to get the man she now had to call king to cum quickly so she could get back to her royal duties. To help in this, her slim hands found their way to John’s nicely sized ball sack and began to massage it, her hopes that it would help John ejaculate. Sadly, she realized this may take longer and be a bit more exhaustive than she first thought when she felt John’s hands be placed on her head.

“Your mouth pussy feels so good, Sylva. Let’s really put it through its paces, ok?” John said as he began to thrust into Princess Sylva’s mouth. John’s fingers found their way intertwined with Sylva’s golden locks as he thrust even harder and faster into the young elf’s mouth. Her eyes began to water and saliva began to flow from her mouth as it was totally and completely violated by the cock of her king. As she felt herself get woozy thanks to the lack of oxygen, she began to tap on John’s inner thigh to let him know she needed to breathe again.

John felt the tap against his thigh as he continued to thrust into the petite elf’s mouth. He knew she must be struggling to breathe but she still needed to learn her place. She still thought she had some sort of power or control that did not involve him. John had to show her that he was in charge at all times and nothing she could do or would do can be done without his blessing. So he continued to fuck her throat as her taps on his thigh became weaker and weaker. It wasn’t until her hands fell to her sides as her entire body went limp, that John withdrew his cock from her mouth and let her fall to the ground. He waited a few seconds for the gasp of oxygen once again going into her lungs and awakening.

Sylva let out a few coughs as she gasped for air. She sat on the ground as her arms held herself up as she took long, deep breaths to regain her senses. Sylva looked around the room and much to her horror, she saw her royal court had formed a circle around her and John, with his twin assassins clearly corralled them all to see her humiliation.

“I can’t believe the princess is doing such a thing,” said Grand Enchantress Aliressa as she couldn’t take her eyes away from the sex acts being performed in front of her.

“He’s establishing his authority over the princess. It makes sense from a tactical point of view. Must make sure she knows she is subordinate to her,” explained Ranger General Kornac.

“I suppose so, but why did those twins make us all come in here and watch?” she asked.

“Simple. To make sure we also know he is in charge while also humiliating the princess so none of us would ever side with her against him,” replied Kornac.

“So we are just to watch him defile her and do nothing?” asked Aliressa, anger in her voice.

“What would you propose? To attack him and have us all cut down by him and his assassins? His champions are the only reason the men aren’t dead and the women aren’t sex slaves for the orcs. They could easily best both of us,” Kornac told his colleague.

“How could you be so cold and callous about this?” questioned Aliressa, clearly disturbed by her colleague’s answer.

“Simple. I’m a realist,” was the simple answer Kornac gave Aliressa who gave a huff of disapproval as she went back to watching the show before her.

“Undress,” demanded John as he looked directly at the disgraced princess. Her make-up had been ruined between the saliva, precum, and tears that were results of the brutal face fucking she had just endured. He could still see her fierce determination in her eyes, the determination that he had to break for her to become more pliable to his future orders. Sylva slowly stood up, eye contact never broken between the two, as she began to remove the straps of her royal dress from her shoulders. With the straps removed, the dress quickly fell to the wayside, her pert, B-Cup breasts in view of all who stood before the two. All that remained was her thong panties that she wore under her dress.

Sylva could feel the humiliation rising as her royal court bore witness to her body. Most of these people have never seen her fully nude or even partially nude like she was now. None of them deserved to spend that time with her or to experience what she could do with her body. Her only saving grace was that her womanhood was hidden by her thong that she had left on.

“I said undress, girl,” John growled at her. He wanted her to understand the power dynamic between the two that had been established by that fight against the Order months ago. Sylva still believed she had some sort of power in the dynamic between the two yet it had been her that required his aid to stop the army of orcs that were destroying her lands, **** her women, killing her men. It had been his champions who led her armies to victory, that destroyed her enemies, that ensured her safety. She had to be put in her place and that place was under him, in more ways than one.

“Fine,” said a still fighting Sylva as she dropped her thong to the floor next to her dress. Now she stood naked as the day she was born in front of all those whom she worked with every day to run her kingdom. Men and women who would have never seen her naked in all their lives now got to see her queenly body meant for only those who she deemed worthy in all its glory.

“Mikuru, please make something for me to fuck her over,” John asked his faithful companion.

“Very well,” she replied as she used her earth magic to form a stone table looking formation behind Sylva.

“Thank you,” John said as he gave her a quick smile before he turned back to Sylva. “Bend over it now,” he ordered. Sylva hesitated for a moment before she decided it was in her best interest to do as John said. She turned over and walked up to the stone structure. She placed her hands on the end opposite of her and bent over, making sure to protrude her ass out for John. “Good. Twins, move the court in front of her. I want her to see their faces as they watch their future queen get fucked by me,” John told the twins, who quickly rounded up the royal court and made sure they were directly in front of the princess.

John grabbed Sylva’s hips as he lined up his hard dick against her slightly wet pussy. So, it seemed she did get turned on by what she did. Or her body just reacted to the natural stimulus. The body is weird like that. The tip of his dick penetrated the elf princess and found her hole to be incredibly tight. With how little she was wet, this was going to be painful for her, that much John knew. His hope was that the pain would remind her of who was in charge and to be on her best behavior so she wouldn’t have to feel this pain again.

John did a quick thrust to bottom out in Sylva. The princess bit her lip to not scream out from the pain of the sudden intrusion of her not ready pussy. She would not give John the sanctification of any yelps of pain or moans of pleasure. She would endure this **** for the safety of her people and burn it from her memory once it was over. She could feel John begin his thrusts into her most sacred hole, a hole that was reserved for those that she deemed worthy of using it. John, if he had been more charming and diplomatic, would have probably found himself as one of those men or women invited to her bed chamber. Instead, John demanded it from her and she knew she did not have the military might to refuse him. So, here she stands, bending over a stone structure, as a man forces himself into her while her royal court watched the **** copulation. Sylva just gritted her teeth and took thrust after thrust, her nails breaking as she dug into the stone structure to support the powerful thrusts of her **** lover.

John thrust harder and harder into Sylva yet heard no moans or groans or any sounds at all save for his balls slapping off her nether regions. So, she does not want to react to me fucking her, eh? Still trying to hold on to some dignity? I can respect that but I will not allow it to last! John told himself as he devised a plan to make this girl break. John leaned over Sylva and grabbed her swinging breasts in his hands. Her pert tits were just the right size to fit in his hands fully without spilling over. He got close to her ear and whispered to her.

“If you won’t make any noises for me right now, then I’ll have to make it so all you can do is make sex noises,” John said as he cast Arouse on Sylva. Her breasts suddenly became very hot and sensitive as her nipples rubbed against the palms of John’s hands. While never overly sensitive, it normally took a bit of teasing to get her to feel the waves of pleasure her nipples were giving her at this moment. The dick that was thrusting in and out of her suddenly became far more pleasurable than before. She could feel herself getting far wetter than ever before. The moans that she was holding back before were becoming far too strong for her to continue to hold in. She could feel a powerful orgasm quickly building inside of her and knew once it hit, John would get the sex sounds he so desired from her.

“What’s that, Sylva?” John asked as he continued to brutally fuck her. “I feel a lot of wetness down there. I bet you’ve never felt pleasure like this before, have you?” John asked, fully aware she would not answer. He was sure, however, that once she climaxed, her barriers would be severely weakened or perhaps even fully destroyed. Either way, his spell was sure to be his ticket in breaking this girl’s will. His hands switched from massaging her tits to grabbing her nipples and pulling and pinching them. This sudden change in stimulation seemed to have done the trick as Sylva’s body rocked with a powerful orgasm.

“OOOOOOOOOH FUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES!” screamed Sylva as the strongest orgasm she ever had in her life rocketed her body. Her pussy overflowed with juices as the hotness in her body sent her into a euphoric high. John’s continued thrusting and playing with her nipples made Sylva’s orgasm ride out far longer than any she had experienced before. This pleasure was something she never thought possible. After a minute long orgasm, Sylva finally came down from her high but was still being stimulated by John’s fat cock in her pussy and his hands playing with her tits.

“Don’t think I’m done yet, Sylva,” John whispered into her ear as he added another two casts of Arouse. “I have plenty of mana to cast this all day. By the end of this fuck session, you are going to be my personal little whore begging for my cock while covered in gallons of my cum,” John told Sylva as her pleasure skyrockted through the roof.

“Oh fuck! Oh yeah! Fuck me harder! Please! I need release! I need your cum in me! Please don’t stop fucking me!” begged Sylva as her higher brain functions were shut down and replaced by a more primal urge to mate. Her brain was overloaded with pleasure hormones and all she could think about was the cock buried deep inside her womanhood.

“That’s a good fucktoy,” John said loud enough for the royal court to hear. “Because that’s what you are, my fucktoy, aren’t you?” John asked Sylva as he stopped his thrusts and put his strong hands on her firm asscheeks so she could not impale herself on his cock.

“Mmmm. Yes! I’ll be your fucktoy, cocksleeve, princess pussy! Anything! Please, just don’t stop fucking me! It feels too good!” begged Sylva as she wiggled her ass in a vain attempt to fuck herself on John’s cock. John let out a smile as he could see the faces of the royal court lose more and more respect for Sylva as she begged over and over again to be fucked by him, degrading herself with various names in order to get him to fuck her again.

“Good girl,” John said as he gave her ass a slap and went back to fucking her as hard as he could. Sylva screamed in pleasure as her body was overstimulated by the fucking she was now getting.