On second thought. . .

"You know what? I don't think you know your place yet, so I'm going to have to show you." Christopher stood up and grabbed Leylin roughly. He pushed him over the throne, so his ass was facing him. He skipped past the foreplay, and spit on his dick.

He brought his dick up to Leylin's ass, and poked the entrance. He pushed in, with quite a bit of effort. Leylin winced, the lack of lube hurting his ass. He tried to back away from Christopher's dick.

"Don't even think about running away, or I'll just shove my dick up your wife's ass." Christopher growled at him in displeasure. He didn't like his prey trying to run away.

"Please don't. Don't touch her anymore." Leylin pleaded. He backed his ass up and continued to suffer. All he could do was to wait for Christopher to finish, hopefully he would be quick.

Christopher was also uncomfortable, but he knew that the pain was far worse for Leylin. He continued to **** his way into his ass, enjoying the warmth and pressure of his ass.

He gradually sped up his thrusts, and relentlessly pounded in and out of Leylin's virgin ass.

Leylin eventually started screaming from the pain. His shrieks filled the room, and Christopher relished in the pain he was inflicting. Luckily for Leylin, it didn't last long and Christopher came inside of his ass.

Leylin collapsed from the pain and exhaustion. Christopher told the guards to take him to the kings chambers.