A taste of

Sobbing, the naked princess turned towards the traitor and begged to be spared the fate of demeaning herself even more. But the hard look in her captor's eyes just told her what she already knew: There was no mercy to be expected. That left the beautiful girl with the tear stricken face, and the gorgeous red spanking-butt with the decision how to show her sluttiness to the assembled crowd.

She knew she had to decide quickly. Two ways to do the real naughty came into her mind, both of them frightening her to the bones. One was to masturbate herself to orgasm before all those horny barbarians. The other was to get to her knees and do to her captor what she had been **** to do to the barbarian chieftain.

Even though the young princess had been a paragon of virtue and modesty in her court's public, things had been quite different behind the privacy of her chambers and the closed curtains of her large sleeping chamber. Ever since the cycle of her moontime had started, there had been lonely nights during which she had enjoyed the wonderous feelings her fingers had brought to her throbbing cunt. But doing that in front of hundreds of gaping warrior, she felt as if she betrayed those exciting adventures. Even if her pussy was on fire and she wanted to come like a whore - there was still some pride left in her.

Therefore she chose the second option, even if it meant to submit to the wim of the one man she now hated the most.

"May your slut worship your cock, master?"

Without another word, the beautiful, young lady got to her knees and started to unbutton the traitor's pants. For an instant he looked genuinely surprised, but then his eyes beamed with triumph. It had been so easy to subdue the haughty princess. And now she already adressed him as her master. Lordly he gave his assent, his chin raised in proud pleasure.

At his feet, the trembling girl freed his member from his pants. It came out hard and stiff, a testimony of his manhood and superiority. At first she used her hands to get his cock even harder, but after a while her grew impatient and said: "Worship my cock with that sweet mouth of yours, slut!"

Without resistance the princess opened her lips, and under the cheers of the gathered men, she engulfed his cock with her red lips.

"Ah, yes, take it all the way, you little slut. From princess to cock-sucker: How do you like that, bitch?"

Tears welled up in her eyes, but she tried to focus on her task. Soon she got into a nice, bobbing rhythm. The traitor looked down at her, watching his cock disappear with every thrust in that sweet mouth he had longed for so many months. Now she would become his. But he had to make sure, she really understood her place.

Suddenly he grabbed her head and **** his cock deep into her oral cavitiy. When the tip of his prick touched her throat, she gagged. He knew no mercy. Recklessly he rammed his cock deeper into her throat. He guided her head until her nose touched his pubic hair. Soon the poor girl spasmed from lack of air, and only when her face started to turn blue, he withdrew his cock. Like a fish on the turf she gasped for breath. He yanked her face up, and spit at her.

"Fucking bitch! Can't you even swallow a man's cock properly? I'll teach you how to do it, slut!"

Again he took her mouth with utmost brutality, repeating that process again and again until she finally could take his cock in her throat without gagging. Eventually they got into a rhytm again, now his member going all the way to the hilt, making her neck bulge with his cock.

"Ahh, I knew my slut could do it!" Then he threw his neck behind and shouted to the men: "See, mighty warriors, every princess is a slut at heart!"

They cheered him up and his passion mounted up to a vulcan. He grabbed her head harder than before, yelling at her: "Swallow all of it, slut!" Then he thrust his cock deeper down her throat than ever before, ready to...

Suddenly a pain-stricken scream.

"Aaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrghhhhh!"

Blood gathered in the princess' mouth and her eyes turned from frightened and subdued to wild and determined. Her jaw moved again, and the traitor screamed with pain and anger, frantically clutching at his cock. His loins were covered with blood, as well as the princess mouth. Panicking he pushed the girl away, and a fountain of blood gushed from the mess his once proud cock was.

With unbelieving eyes he stared at the naked girl who grimaced at him with hatred and satisfaction.

"You've bit my cock!" he lamented as his eyes became a glassy look.

"Yes!" she screamed, "too bad I couldn't snap it off altogether, you traiterous swine!"

"I'll make you pay, bitch!" he moaned and desperately tried to stem the blood flowing from his cock wound.

All of sudden a massive form loomed behind his back.

"A man without a cock is no man, and not worth living!"

These were the final words the traitor heard, before the barbarian chieftain rammed his two-handed sword through his chest. The barbarians cheered.

As the traitor died, the chieftain withdrew his sword, cleaned it and looked at the naked form of the poor girl, who now sat crumbled on her knees, her body shaking and trembling with uninhibited terror.

"Looks, like this snake has lethal teeth. It'll be a pleasure to tame you, princess!"