She protests but complies none-the-less.

“Well then,” I laugh softly, “I'm going to enjoy this even more.” Alison splutters softly about what an uncouth cad I am and how if I do this, I will make myself the most hunted man in the whole sector. It's perfect. I ignore the Imperial debutant's protests and slip the loose nightgown off her shoulders until it falls in a pool of white silk around her shapely ankles. Her hands cover herself modestly, the effect of her arm across her breasts and cupping her loins is classic and she looks almost like a perfect Greek statue. I admire her figure like this for a few seconds before I gently pull her arms down so I can see her in her full glory.

“Put your hands behind your back, my Dear.” I order sternly and lick my lips in satisfaction when she meekly obeys.

“Well, Mr. P?” Alison has a hint of a smile on her face as she meet's my appreciative gaze. “What do you think of this innocent young Imperial maiden who has fallen into your wicked hands.”

“She's perfect, Angel.” I brush a small tangle of her blonde hair off her cheek and tuck it gently behind her ear. “I'm going to fuck her so hard she's never going back to some dandy blue-blood lover.” Satisfied with the exchange, Alison slips back into the role of the fearful lady.

“Don't do this.” Her soft whisper is betrayed by the tightening of her pink nipples. “Please, Sir, I'm not that kind of woman.”

“Relax, my Dear.” I kiss her softly, taking my time with her lips, neck and ears until she lets me lower her onto her back with a moan of surrender. “I'm going to make you feel so good ...” Alison plays the part of the innocent bride perfectly; with each new step she expresses alarm and **** and then quickly submits as I work first on her tits then her firm ass and then finally the smooth skin on her inner thighs. This whole time her legs were pressed tightly together, but it is time to open up my prize. I take her by the knee and gently pull it to the side but instead of spreading open like I expect, she keeps her legs together folding over on her side. When I pull on her other knee her whole lower half twists the other way still with her knees pressed tightly together. It is only when I use both hands, one on each knee that she lets me spread her legs so I can see the pink fold of her sex glistening in the low light.

Instead of being annoyed by the silly game I am turned on more than ever and decide that the time for foreplay is well over. Her eyes widen even more when she sees me removing the last of my clothing and my erect cock finally springs free.

“Oh no. That will never fit.” Her silly protests make me grin as I lower my body onto hers. When it becomes clear to her that I am not going to change my mind she makes one final request. “Please Sir, be gentle. It's my first time.”