Silva gets a message

"Ughhhhh fuckkkk!!! Soo good you fucking slut!!" Silva cries out, not much time passing before the moans and cries of Azar and Silva fill the halls...

Azar on her knees and her hands bound to each of 2 poles above the bed Silva thrusts into her from behind. His hand crashing onto her tight ass between thrusts as he indulges in his exotic treat...

"So... fucking... tight..." Silva groans before thrusting deep, Azar shuddering as she feels his cock spasm and shoot his cum deep inside her.

"Uggghhh fuckk… take it you fucking slut!" Silva grunts, burying his cock inside her as he leans forward, grunting in her ear.

"Mmmmm I have to thank the queen for sending you sometime..." Silva says with a pant before smacking her ass and rolling onto his back, proud of himself for beating his record of barely a minute inside Azar before cumming.

Burying her disgust Azar replies, "Anything to please you Silva..."

*THWACK*

"Owwww what the fuck!" Azar shouts after Silva smacks her hard across the ass.

"It's "my lord" to you slut..." He replies with a laugh, drinking from his wine cup.

Grinding her teeth and holding back her rage she asks, "My lord... do you have to cum inside me...?"

"Whats the matter Azar... its not like you haven't had your share of bastards." A devious grin he adds, "Besides at your age you are likely less than fertile anyway..."

"Fucking asshole..." Azar mutters.

"What did you say...?" Silva asks, raising his hand.

"Nothing... just forget it." She stammers.

"Good..." Silva replies before hearing pounding on the door.

"My lord a message..." The guard shouts.

"Bring it in..." He replies, standing up from the bed.

The guard turns away as he notices Silva standing before him completely naked, "Pardon my lord... but its urgent... its from your sister Lady Aria."

"Aria huh...?" Silva replies curiously, reading the letter. Looking up after a moment he adds, "Oh you may go now... run along..."

"Thank you my lord..." the guard stammers awkwardly as he steps out.

"This doesn't make any sense..." Silva says shaking his head.

"What is it my lord...?" Azar asks curiously.

"My sister says I should march out with my forces out and attack Prince John's supply caravan coming from the north." He reads before scoffing, "That could be fucking suicide... my sister always looking to trim the tree."

Sensing opportunity, Azar mumbles, "I suppose... but perhaps another missed opportunity..."

"What do you mean?" Silva asks curiously.

"Well..." Azar says with a sigh, "If you cut me loose I will explain."

With a grin Silva says, "Well I do like you like this... but I suppose I can make an exception." Cutting her bonds.

Azar rolls onto her side before sitting up, shuddering with disgust as she feels his cum running down her thigh.._

Better me than Ivette..._ She reminds herself.

"Well...?" Silva asks with a grin.

"You always complain your father doesn't respect you and favors Aria, well this is your chance!" Azar says, putting on her best fake smile. "I know you can do more than people think and... well..."

"Well what?" Silva asks.

"Well I like it here..." Azar lies flawlessly, leaning in to kiss his neck, "and I love a man with confidence..." Biting his ear, she expertly breathes into before whispering, "Aria doesn't think you'll do this... prove her wrong..."

"Hmmmm" Silva thinks, weighing his options. "I suppose you're right..."

"GUARD!" He shouts, "Bring me Ser Godwin!

"Yes my lord!" He shouts heading down the hall.

"Azar you and I will go far together..." He says with a grin, stepping closer to kiss and bite her lower lips, his hand on her neck.

*Ahem* "You called for me my lord..." Ser Godwin says as he awkwardly looks away from Silva's naked body.

"News from Aria. We will march at first light to attack Prince John's supply lines!" He replies with a smile on his face, "We will starve his army into submission... I will brief my council tonight of our plans.

"Yes my Lord.... I will make the necessary arrangements and... contacts..." Godwin responds, a knowing smile exchanged between him and Azar as Silva looks away to drink his wine.

"Now... where were we....?" Silva groans as he rolls Azar onto her back, rolling her eyes as his small cock slips inside of her. Her initial look of disgust however, fades as she smiles with satisfaction... knowing that soon Silva will meet the end he deserves.