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Chapter 7 by Wing Man Wing Man

What to do...

Cruel and Unusual Punishment.

"You dare to order me again, whore? You must not have learned your lesson then." She takes on the familiar scared expression, as you withdrawl from her dripping cunt. "W-wait! I didn't mean to-" You slap her across the face, leaving marks and shutting her up.

You kneel down before her, and examine the damage. Her pussy is sore and red, from the sheer **** of the fuck, with bruises across it. "We can't have that now can we." You say, running your fingers over her clit and healing her. Her original tightness is now restored, and you even go so far as to reseal her hymen. She has the pussy she had when she was 18, and still a virgin. She doesn't know it, but you smile at her, as she senses something is different.

She is about to question you, but you delve your finger into her new vaginal, feeling around for her G-spot. You find it, on her frontal wall, and rub it vigorously, careful to avoid her intact hymen. You want to break that later, with your prick afterall.

She moans, clenching her cheeks together, still unable to move from being bound around your board. You let your tongue slide across her nub, sucking it and twisting it tenderly with your mouth. You feel a flood of honey soak her lips again and reposition yourself so you can reenter her. "Oh, wait wait please wait!" She tries to get away again, but shes going nowhere.

You slowly slide into her, and find it tighter than ever, her warm, wet wall grip your cock harshly, but you enter anyways, one inch... two inches... soon, you fell the resistance you were looking for, as Diana's eyes widen. "..You Didn't.."

"I did."

You push against the resistance, causing the princess to scream and shout in agony, thrashing in pain. Next thing you know, the barrier has snapped, and you see a trickle of blood roll down your balls, ignoring it and continuing your leisurely pace with soft ****. Soon, she stops screaming, and begins low moaning, eyes shut once more. You can see into her mind, and she is pretending that you are someone else, to take her mind of the metal anguish.

You don't mind... your getting what you want. Soon, you feel your balls tighten, and you rip her breasts free from her uniform, squeezing them roughly in your hands as you unload into her womb. You spurt powerfully into her, and her stomach seems slightly bigger from the amount you unleashed. Over a pint.

What do you want to do with your princess whore?

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