Madness

Eventually the king drawn closer to madness in his quest, went to look upon his daughter tearfully and apologize. Having had her body given away but finding no cure developed in the king a sense of debt, a guilt, and so he ascended his daughters tower alone, to apologize.

Looking fully upon his daughter for the first time in many years the king Stephan was struck by how grown, and developed she was. Her beauty did indeed outshine the brightest of stars. Her long golden hair strewn down to her slim waist. Her perfectly shaped bust ample and kind defied all attempt to mar them. She was draped in a cloth tunic, which was developed to be easy to remove and thin to feel, and it eagerly revealed princess Aurora's nipples to the anyone present. And the tunic was cut in such a way you could just see the edge of her mound, her snatch kept hairless, regularly shaved. Stephan was marvelling the beauty of his daughter, the curse working its way into his brain, detestable thoughts of taking her body growing in his mind.

He hesitantly disrobed, almost as if another **** held him commanded.

Aurora knew of her fathers presence. She could feel him in the room. Though she always had a worship for her father this went beyond. This was the curses climax.

King Stephen stepped up to the dias, standing over his daughter head, he slowly reached down and roughly grabbed her young throat in his large hand clamping in tightly over her still un-breathing channel. Pulling her body back to the edge of the table by her throat, she slid backwards until her head hung over the edge. Slowly grabbing his hardness, the king slid his cock slowly into the young princess, his daughter's mouth. Feeling her tongue push against his head he moved forward into her throat and massaged the body of his dick with his hand while it moved inside her throat. His cock head itself reached further down into her chest.

Aurora felt her father forcing his way into her throat and somehow it felt right. Thoughts about how wrong this **** **** was were dismissed the instant she had them. She knew this was how it was supposed to happen, and while she had no real control, she surrendered herself to his whims, desires, and disgraces.

Pulling out methodically from his daughter throat, he left a gaping tunnel behind smattered with pre-cum and saliva. Walking around her bed ridden body, he mounted the bed from the foot, and ripped off Aurora's thin tunic, baring her gorgeous body to the room. She was a perfectly built beauty, everything was placed right. The well shaped breasts of his daughter drew the king first, and he clambered over her lithe frame and nestled his cock in between her young well built mounds. Pulling her head up he **** her mouth to take the tip of his spear while her breasts massaged his shaft.

Aurora could taste her father's pre-cum in her mouth, and she took it as a child to ice cream, she wanted more. Wrapped in the curse these desires imprinted themselves on her, warping her reality, immediately and forever.

Growing harder and harder, his own body and the curse working to make this the highest he ever got, the king shifted down his daughter's body. Pulling her fully onto the bed he flipped her over and raised her ass into the air. Unhesitantly pushing into her already widened rear, he **** it wider still, creating a permanent gap between her legs, and a welcoming puckering of her asshole. He sawed into and out of her chocolate covered passage, hyper intent on his climax. Her anus gripping his pole with such fanaticism and conviction, it was like a succubus to take a man's soul from within his saintly orifice.

Stephen, unaware of his daughter knowledge, penetrated deeply into her bowels causing chain reactions of pleasure firing off inside of her. Her mind could not make sense of reality, the waves of feeling rocking her to her foundation. All she could know was where her and her father were but nothing else.

Extracting himself from his daughter's rump, King Stephen flipped her over and folder her legs over her torso. Thrusting in deeply on the first move, hitting the entrance of her young cervix he came, all balls out, three and a half loads into his daughter and her baby furnace. Still under the effect of the curse he moved back and forth mechanically keeping hard driving time and again into her vag.

Aurora began to wake. Her mental state completely obliterated, but her heart and body began to reciprocate the feeling and thoughts she could only know during her **** like coma.

She began to move against her father's invading cock, which improved all of the feeling, she began to climax and didn't stop until what seemed like an hour later.

The prophecy: awoken by a true love kiss and her hero. Every father is her daughter's first hero.

Daughter of grace and beauty, many accross the kingsom did desire, despite by being had by nearly Every man in the kingdom.