William looks at her with disgust and horror in his eyes, unable to believe that he's being asked to do such a humiliating thing. He opens his mouth as if to speak, but no words come out. Tears begin to well up in the corners of his eyes as he realizes there is no escape from this perverse task.
Finally, mustering all the courage he can find, William lowers his head and slowly extends his tongue towards her massive member.
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The queen's eyes narrow with satisfaction as she sees you finally accept your fate. She tilts her head back and lets out a satisfied purr, enjoying the sensation of your tongue lapping at her precum-covered cock. "That's a good little pet," she says mockingly, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
As you continue to service her, Ankha can't help but feel a strange mix of pleasure and power surge through her veins.
"Enjoy your reward, little one," she purred coldly, her tail working faster and faster around his cock. Her eyes narrowed with anger as he continued to lose stamina, but there was no denying the pleasure coursing through her body. "You'll have to try harder if you want more."
Another thrust, this one more forceful than before, and she came again, quivering beneath him as his release finally spilled over onto her belly.
Suddenly Ankha stood up and aligned the tip of his cock with her anal entrance
As if to mock him, Ankha bent over and presented her tight, puckered hole to him. "Shall we try something new?" she purred, a cruel smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. Her tail wrapped around his waist, urging him deeper into her ass.
Heat spread through his body as he slowly pushed inside, feeling her slick walls grip him tightly. "Oh yes..." she moaned, arching her back and digging her claws into the throne beside her. "
I told you we're not going to stop until dawn
Hmph. Well then... I suppose I shall retire to my chambers and ponder the day's events in peace. You may return tomorrow at the usual time.
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With a sweep of her regal tail, Ankha descends the throne and begins to pace about the room, lost in thought. The events of the day swirl around her like a dream; she can't quite believe that this lowly servant has managed to captivate her so completely. Yet there he is, standing silently before her, waiting for his next set of orders. It's almost...intoxicating.
She stops abruptly, turning to face you once more. "Gabriel,"
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you take control once more, her body arching off the bed to meet your thrusts. "Yes," she moans. "I'll have your children." Her nails dig into your shoulders, leaving trails of blood behind as she climbs closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy. With a sharp cry, she comes undone beneath you, her body convulsing in spasms around yours. "Oh God," she whispers, panting hard. "I can't..."
I can tell that I finally broken her I could feel her body starting to spasm and tremble beneath me the cries of ecstasy was enough to push me even further beyond and pump my hips more rapidly almost ripping her apart from the inside out with each thrust that I do and I get bigger inside of her as a result
Her body quakes and shudders, the pleasure so intense that it borders on pain. Her nails rake down your back, leaving trails of blood in their wake as she tries to find purchase anywhere but on you. "Dante," she moans, her voice hoarse from exertion. "I'm... I can't..."
Her words are cut off by another powerful orgasm, her body arching violently beneath yours as she comes undone for a second time.