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Story Codes: Male/Female, Fantasy, Magic, Femdom, Domination/submission, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Bondage

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Sven Falk – Faerie

“Fuck my daughter.”

The command that the faerie queen gave me shocked me. I expected to be ordered to eat her pussy, to make her cum. I was here to pleasure her, to show her my prowess in bed. Did she not think I was worthy to fuck her? That I wasn’t good enough to bend her over and fuck her hard from behind?

The urge to stand up, throw her over her dressing table, and plow her hard seize me. I ached to show her how good I was at fucking. It would be so easy to take her in hand. I would give this queen the pleasure that she needed. That she craves…

And Aingeal would die.

“Yes, your Majesty,” I said with all the submission I could. It was such a foreign concept to me. But I swallowed my ego for Aingeal. I lead her into Faerie. I put her in a position to lose her life, and I owed her to do anything to save her.

I rose, feeling the queen’s eyes on my naked, muscular body. My cock thrust hard before me. Despite how foreign this felt, there was something exciting about feeling her dominating gaze on me. A humiliating pleasure that had my dick throbbing before me. A pulsing ache gripped the tip, precum beading from my slit.

Princess Siona rolled onto her hands and knees, her purple-and-black butterfly wing fluttered as she wiggled her ass. Her pussy pointed right at me, her vibrant bush soaked by her juices. I mounted the queen’s bed, grabbing her daughter’s hips. I pulled her to me. I couldn’t dominate the queen, but I could fuck Siona any way I wanted.

Unless Queen Sidhe told me otherwise.

But she only said fuck, so I would do it this way.

I rammed into my cock into the princess’s cunt, burying into her hot, silky depths. Her juicy sheath gripped my dick. I groaned out loud as the pleasure surged through me. My balls smacked into her clit, making such a wet sound as I buried into her. She arched her back, her wings flapping. She let out such a wild moan.

“Oh, Mother, this is such a wonderful cock,” purred the princess. “You have to feel this dick in you! Ooh, it’s wonderful. He knows how to use it.”

“He does have… enthusiasm,” the queen purred.

I felt her eyes on me. It spurred me to pound the princess, to ram my cock into her wet depths as hard and fast as I could. I pumped my hips, driving my dick deep into her silky cunt. Pleasure surged down my dick, friction shooting down to my balls. I groaned, the pressure growing in them.

My hands slid up Siona’s body as I fucked her. I found her lush breasts. I squeezed them, making her moan, her pussy clenching down on my thrusting shaft. The friction increased, the pleasure rippling through me. I kneaded her tits, squeezing her perky mounds, then found her nipples. I pulled on them, twisted them, making her moan and gasp.

“Yes, yes, yes, fuck me!” Siona gasped. “Oh, Mother, this cock… You have to fuck this cock! He’ll make you cum!”

“He is certainly going to make you explode,” the queen purred, watching me fuck her daughter hard. Was the queen squeezing her thighs together? Was she fingering her pussy? Squeezing her tits? “Are you going to cum, daughter?”

“Oh, yes, Mother,” moaned the princess. “This cock is stirring up my cunt! Ooh, yes, you need to fuck him, Mother! You have to enjoy this dick!”

I pinched her nipples, loving her words. I wanted to fuck that queen’s body. I wanted to make her cum, to give her pleasure. I would worship her body. I would do anything she craved. Grunting, I thrust into Siona’s silky cunt. My balls ached as they smacked into her clit, into her wet pussy.

Her hips bucked back into me, her fluttering wings caressing my chest. They brushed across my skin, sending waves of tingling electricity down to my dick. Her pussy clenched so hard on me, her purple hair swaying about her face as she rocked on the bed.

“Cernere’s black cunt!” Siona moaned. “Fuck me, Sven! Oh, Gods, yes, I’m going to cum on your dick! Las’s thick dick, it’s good! Oh, Mother, let him use that body of yours! Let him pleasure you! You’ll love it!”

“Maybe, daughter,” purred the queen. “I want you to cum on his dick! I want your pussy massaging that shaft of his!”

“Yes, Mother!” moaned the princess.

I plowed into her pussy, burying to the hilt into her snatch. Her butt-cheeks-rippled when I buried into her. Her wings fluttered faster. She let out a throaty moan as her cunt writhed about my cock. Juices flowed out of her pussy, washing over my balls as she came in pleasure.

I made her cum. I gave her this pleasure.

The pressure in my nuts swelled. The ache grew at the tip of my dick pumping in and out of her spasming cunt. She sucked at my shaft, her pussy eager for my cum to spill into her. I rolled her nipples between my fingers as I fucked her harder, groaning, on the verge of erupting. Just a few more strokes, and I would spill into her.

“Stop fucking my daughter!” snapped the queen, her voice ringing through the bedchamber.

I slammed into Princess Siona, the words just knifing through the lust on my mind. I let out a frustrated groan, fighting the urge to keep fucking her, to pump away at her convulsing cunt, and spilling my jizz into her pussy. To flood her with the cum that her snatch craved. That I wanted to give her.

Why did I have to deny my pleasure and…

Aingeal. Her purple eyes filled my vision.

“Las’s putrid cum,” I growled as I pulled my aching dick out of her pussy, fighting the urge to unload my cum. I was so gods damned close to erupting into her cunt. Just moments away. I needed it.

“Kneel before me,” the queen ordered, her voice imperious, almost ice.

“Yes, your Majesty,” I panted, sucking in breaths.

I moved off the bed, my dick, soaked in her daughter’s juices, bouncing before me. Princess Siona kept mewling. She collapsed onto the bed, hugging herself as she moaned out her delight, a happy smile on her flushed face.

I knelt on the ground before the queen, staring up at her as she loomed. She stood almost like a remote statue, her large breasts swaying over me as she breathed, almost the only sign that she lived. Her silver bush glistened a foot from my face. Juices slicked her thighs. I had aroused her. I should lean over, grab her hips, and devour that pussy.

I should just eat her and make her cum. Give her the pleasure that she needed.

I sucked in a deep breath, fighting my urges. I clenched my hands, staring up at her, the ache throbbing at the tip of my cock. My heart beat so fast. I sucked in deep breaths, trying to control my urges.

She held out her hand. Purple energy swirled around her and then a glowing-blue set of manacles made of energy. They swung from her hand, the links of the chains sparking with golden glitter where they rubbed together. She held them out to me.

“Put these on, hands behind your back,” she ordered. She dropped the manacles on my lap, the chain draping over my cock.

The lust boiled through me. Now I had to chain myself. Like a slave. I should show this queen…

I swallowed my desire. I grabbed the manacles. Staring up at her with submission, I showed her how much I cared about Aingeal. That I would do anything for her. That I would swallow my pride and become this queen’s sex slave. I would worship her, deny my own pleasure, anything she needed.

I clapped the magical band across my right wrist and then put my hands behind my back. Not moving my gaze away, I found the other end of the manacle and clapped it over my left wrist. It locked shut, sealing tight. I sucked in deep breaths and then groaned as the chain shortened, pulling my wrists tighter together. I had almost no play in them.

The queen walked around me, her large breasts swaying, her eyes studying me like a bug. I took a deep breath, trying to still the sudden vulnerability surging through me. With my arms chained behind my back, I could do nothing to protect myself. If she wanted to hurt me…

Would she want to hurt me?

My heart beat hard. I stilled the urge to pull on my handcuffs, to try and break out of them as she circled me. Her feet whisked on the ground, her wings fluttering. Her eyes were so hard, so mysterious. What would she do to me?

I didn’t like this. I hated this.

I sucked in deep breaths through my nose, fighting my urges. Aingeal. I could handle being chained. She was in real manacles. She was in real danger. I was just satiating the faerie queens desires. A little discomfort was nothing.

My heartbeat slowed. I had the strength to do this. To swallow my own desire. To control my body. I wouldn’t panic. I wouldn’t be afraid. I would pleasure this queen, obey her, and save my faerie wife.

The queen stopped in front of me. A smile appeared on her lips, hungry, predatory. Her eyes glinted with danger. I took a deep breath, facing her. I could take whatever she wanted to deal out to me.

To be continued…

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