The Blood King (Closed)

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A great day. Finally, she had given in to his letters. Not that it mattered, technically. Her family had agreed to it, and that was all that was needed. Still, he wanted her to agree to it, too. Why? He was the Blood King, wasn't he? Bathed in the blood of his enemies and a few friends who did not get out of the way fast enough. A cruel conqueror. Winner of many battles, all of which had ended in horrific massacres.

Political necessity. He took no pleasure in killing, but he had found it such a useful instrument to expand his power. His kingdom was at its greatest extent since the days of Odo the First, legendary slayer of barbarians. Now it was time to settle down and marry, and there was only one woman he knew of that would be a match for his temper (and sexual appetites). Willful and headstrong, supposedly. Very boyish, and more at home on horseback than anywhere else. The right bride for a conqueror. Getting her parents to agree had not been hard - the rumors of his fantastic wealth were true, and it had only taken a pittance from his treasury to pay the bride price. Persuading her had been harder; more than once, he had sworn to invade her kingdom just to have her head on a pike, but, between all the bickering, she had eventually fallen in love. At least, she had agreed to come, and that was all he needed.

She was due to arrive today, but it would not do for a great king such as Alfred the Third to pace nervously and show his excitement - even though he wanted to. Instead, he was sitting in a tower of his castle, albeit in a room with a good view of the steep, winding path up from the harbour. The ship was already on the horizon, and he knew what precious freight it was carrying. Against all his desire, he had decided not to personally greet her. The last thing he needed was to feed her arrogance like that.
 
Takara had refused to acknowledge the king's attention even as he conquored more lands in her name.She expected him to be like any
other powerful man using empty promises and random gifts to please her in hope to own her natural powers. Yet every gift he send her
had meaning and attention to details to her likes. His letters spoke of his ideas of the future and he applied some of her ideas as
he conquered the lands such as build orphanage for to children.Before she knew it, she found herself smiling at his letter and her heart
racing as she heard of a letter was waiting for her. He was nothing as she expected as he went out of his way to make sure she lack
nothing. After her parents accepted, they rode the boat he sent for them, even her bedroom was designed for her likes. She found herself
more and more anxious as they approach his land. She glance out and the land were quite different, it was not like her home...It was hot
and humid, the trees look nothing like on her homeland...Her home was green and fresh, huge trees in blooms, it was her heaven.

She was escorted outside of the boat into a chariot, giving her a chance to see more of her knew homeland. Her parents tried to reassure
her as she sat across from them in her homeland traditional dress and a veil to hide her face till the ceremony be done. After a long ride
they arrived at the huge western castle, she look a bit surprised as it look nothing like she imagined. Her parents took her hands on each
side as they guided inside the castle where she was greeted. She glance around looking for the king as she felt annoyed as he did not
bother to greet her. She wince as her father grip her wrist before she could utter a word,warning her to behave. One of the servants
guided her to the master bedroom. She found her heart racing as they approach the two large door,she tried to calm her nerves as the
large door opened for her...
 
The sound of the servants outside the door made his heart jump, but he quickly composed himself. Seconds later, that composure was gone as the woman he had thought about so much stood in front of him for the first time. No picture was able to capture this much beauty. All he could do for an eternal moment was to stare at her with the silliest grin on his face anyone had ever seen from him. She really was the finest woman he had ever seen, yet he could tell she was not one of those fragile beauties. There was strength and grace in her movements as she entered the bedroom, even though her legs were shaking. And her face - even the bright red it showed now somehow only made it more alluring. Her large, dark eyes gave, the small, elegant nose and the lips, now showing a nervous smile that melted his heart. She was still wearing her travel clothes, but he liked that too - he hated unnecessary ornaments, and the practical, form-fitting dress fit her warlike appearance perfectly. Not to mention that it promised more beauty to come later that night...
After a very long time, he was finally able to take his eyes off her long enough to dismiss his servants with a trembling voice quite unlike his usual harsh, barked orders. Without knowing why, he then stood up and walked towards her. A king never stood up to greet a guest - but he was not a king at the moment. He would have been happy to be her servant if it meant being with her. A few steps in front of her, he stood and bowed - another thing he did not do for any earthly being - then, finally, spoke to her:
"Takara... we finally meet! How have I waited for this day! Let me offer you my bed to rest for a moment. You must have had a long and exhausting journey, and I had a long and exhausting wait. Finally!"
Incoherent and quite undignified, especially since now he was blushing too... it had cost him so much of his strength that he could do nothing but take her hand and lead her over to his large bed, holding her almost painfully tightly as if he wanted to make sure she was real and he had to make sure he was not dreaming her like he had so many nights before.
 
Takara eyes widen as she never expected the king to greet him in the master bedroom, it was so bold even for a king. She didn't realized how long she was staring at him, as he look nothing like she was told. He was much taller than she expected with broad shoulders,black hair,gorgeous deep blue eyes which she seem lost into for a moment. An appearance that would fit a man known as the "blood king" yet his silly grin made her feel at ease for some odd reason.

She turn to see the servant leave quickly,whispering to each other,closing the door,she did not realized he had moved till he stood before her. She felt her heart race as he stood before her, he radiated such power/presence, she did not realized she was holding her breathe till she replied; ...yes, a...bit...several days...*lower her gaze,blushing trying to recompose herself: Father was sick, he hates travel on the boats...hehe..*blinks as he suddenly take her hand and led him to the bed making her heart race. She winced as he tighten his grip her hand but did not complain* ...I...was told...you were out hunting...i did not expect you here....*He was nothing as she expected especially from what he wrote. He sounded like a gentle soul yet he was a man that obviously powerful and deadly and his presence was so strong,yet she could still feel/see that soft,attentive side of him, she read in the letter* Forgive me your majesty but i should be changing for our diner...father expect me show up on time...*naively expecting him to leave the bedroom...
 
"You are not your father's anymore", he answered with a firm voice that carried equal parts menace and longing for her not to leave. "You are mine, so stay". "You are mine". She was his! The thought alone made it hard to remain the king, but he was, and he was expecting her to follow his orders.
"I know it is our custom not to see each other undress before the ceremony, but I am above such things. You can change in here, and I promise I will do nothing to dishonour you."
He did not know how true that last part really was. It was hard enough to control himself even with her in her travel clothes. How he would react when she was naked, he had no idea. Well, if he did lose control, no one would be left alive to tell anyone about it. Besides, all he felt at the moment was desire; a passion that normally drove him to ride laughing over the battlefield slaughtering his enemies was now driving him to see her innocent, untouched body at any cost. And, as on the battlefield, anyone who got in the way of that passion would not live for long.
 
She winced as his word carried threat, she doubted to would allow her to defy him so early in their relationship: "I am awared, i am your wife, i never question that fact...majesty..."*looks up at him startled at his bold request, her heart racing as she felt panic at the idea of undressing herself before the king* " ...i....i...do not doubt you...its just...it will bore you.....* She could not believe he just ask to see her naked, it was so shocking, she pray ,he was teasing her. Seeing his expression, she realized he would not take no for an answer. She slowly turn her back to him and slowly began removing the large coat,revealing her beautiful kimono, make with great detail,beautiful butterflies making its way up the hem of her red kimono. She gently remove her hair ornament one by one,placing them carefully on the table, her long raven hair fell down to her ass. She slide her hand in the back to release her sash and its cord making it fall on the ground. She slowly slide the kimono off her shoulder to the floor,revealing many more layers under. She slowly strip them one by one till leaving him witness her pale skin contras to her long raven hair that was held in a bun covered with ornament.She gently reach for one of the luggage to pick her next dress for the evening, bending down giving her a nice view of her ass making him painfully hard.
 
Bore him? Never had anything bored him as little as this. He could not help but stare the entire time, taking in every little shape and movement as she undressed so willingly before his eyes. Every little piece of her made him want to take her, right then and there.
As if in a trance, he got up from the bed and put his hands on her naked behind. He cupped it and stroked it lovingly, all his dignity forgotten. His fingers moved forward, across her belly, to the other side where they gently pushed inside, deeper an deeper. "I see you did guard your maidenhood, my love"; he managed to croak hoarsely, but it was just an excuse to feel this, her most private place. He could hardly wait to discover its secrets, and he decided he would not. "Wait for a moment, and let me see you", he demanded.
 
She did not see him move as she was picking her luggage, gasps feeling his hands on her ass making her drop the bag and gasps; ...'you...promi...*pales as she felt his hand move forward to caress her belly as well,hold her in place; what..you...do...*eyes bulges as she felt his finger push into her pussy making her cry out painfully: please...majesty...stop...*she tried pull away as his finger lay inside her pussy for the first time but unable as he held her with his other hand. Shaking her head,fearing his intentions, her legs weak unable to move,giving him opportunity to enjoy the moment as she lay naked under his firm,eager body.
 
"Do not fear. You are my wife now, and what difference do a few hours make? Just relax and allow an old man to enjoy this exquisite flower."
His strong arms pulled her towards the bed, and he threw her down on her back before spreading her legs with his hands. He kneeled between them and bent down to kiss her on the lips, then he took her wrists. "Fear not. You will not lose your honour. I just can not resist your loveliness. I hunger for you, and you would not be so cruel as to make me starve, would you?"
Again, their lips touched, again he closed his eyes and lost himself in this wonderful feeling.
 
She gasps as his finger slip out of her pussy, only to tremble at his words: hours for what? *panic s as he pulls her to their bed: Majesty, please...don't...*cries out as she landed on the bed, look up shock as he parts her legs: please..i'm not rea *blinking as her words are cut off by her first kiss. Whimpers as he takes her wrists as he easily position her naked body under his,so easily, he words always shut off with his kisses, blushing as he press against her body as he kissed her.
 
He placed her left nipple between his lips and pressed down softly, then, very carefully, pulled back to stretch it a little. In her chest, he could hear her heart pounding in fear and excitement.
He could not wait any longer. With a few quick movements, he freed his penis and let its tip touch the soft skin of her legs. Moving it further up her body, he brought it to her face and gently nudged her chin with it. "I can not tame my lust for you, I fear... you are just too lovely"
 
Her eyes bulges as he took her nipple in his mouth, sucking it, she gasps at the sensation: ..please...we mus not...*her heart racing as she did not know what to expect from him, he was so expected. She let out a startle cry as she felt his cock slide long her inner thigh: please...no...*her eyes bulges as he place his huge cock against her chin, it almost look like an anaconda to her eyes* Majesty, please, you mus..*eyes widen as she felt him push the enormous head in her mouth making her gag. Looks up in tears as she felt him fingers run through her hair till her held her head in place and began thrusting gently in and out her small mouth. The sound of her gagging of his cock echoes in their bedroom,he knew he could no longer resist her,,,needing use at least one of her holes till their wedding night came...as he watch his cock slide in her small mouth in tears and too weak to fight.
 
He did not want her to cry... but his lust won and made him push further as she desperately tried to take in all of it. The feeling of her tender lips on his penis was incredible, and he shuddered with excitement every time her tiny, squirming tongue touched it. All of her was fear now. She looked so small and helpless while she tried her best to satisfy him - wasn't she a feared woman, a wild girl? Had he conquered her, or was she just too shocked to fight back? He almost wanted her to struggle more.
 
She could not believe what he was doing to her as he held the back of her heads, she found herself gagging on the taste of his enormous cock.She felt so small and vulnerable as he lay on top of her using her small mouth for his pleasure.As he began to thrust and hit the back of her mouth she starts to struggle to pull away . She desperately try pull free of him to catch her breathe but his grip held her in place. She dug her hail in his back and clawed his back leaving red marks.
 
Finally! The fighting spirit! There it was, in full force. The pain of her nails digging into his back gave him a strange kind of satisfaction - that she was forced to keep sucking despite her valiant fight gave him even more. Now he really was a conqueror, and he could be sure of his conquest. The resistance only spurred him on, and made him pound harder. "Fight! Fight! Where is the warrior girl I fell in love with?", he shouted at her.
 
Gags he thrusted deeper and faster in her mouth as she struggle to pull away. His words echoing in her ears as he fucked her mouth faster,gagging her as she fought to free herself. Her eyes bulging as he push his cock down her throat , she felts his cock swell making her gag on his cock making him unable to hold his seed any longer...His eyes closed,imagining her tight throats giving same sensation of fucking her tight ass. She struggled desperately only feel her husband clam her nose forcing her open up as he came harder than ever in his life.Forcing her swallow loads after loads of cum, yet after he pull out of her mouth, he was once more hard and ready to deflower her tight asshole.
 
"Was that so bad?", he asked, still panting. After a short pause to catch his breath, he turned her over - she was so exhausted she almost felt limp under his grip - and gave her butt an appreciative look. "Show some endurance, my dear wife", he said as he spread her buttcheeks to make way for his penis. He was far from satisfied, and she would get no rest before he was done with this. Still trembling with excitement, he pushed his way in.
 
She pulled away coughing as she tried catch her breathe: yes,please...majesty stop...no mmore...*she gasps as he flip her over: please..majesty...no..more...*winces as he parts her buttcheeks wide,she tries to crawl away. Gasps as she felts him pull her under him and held firmly under him: wha...*Eyes bulges as she screams painfully as she felt his cock began push up her ass: nooooooo!! *tears running down her cheeks as he force the head of his huge cock up her ass*
 
She really was very tight. It took some effort to force his way in, and he could feel the throbbing of her heart as her insides fought back against the intruder. When he was fully in, he kissed her on the back of the neck. "I thought you were braver than that. Aren't you a fearsome fighter? Where is your strength?"
 
She tries to pull away desperately only to find her pinned under his weight: Damn it....get off...*struggling to crawl from under him but she was no match against him. Screams as he held her down as he pushed his cock up her tight rear, she cries out as her asshole seem to tare to accomodate his massive cock. Tears running down her cheeks as he kissed her,she hated him so much as he mocked her: get off...now....aarrrghhhh...i'll kill you....*she hissed as he fully impaled her virgin asshole for the first time.
 
"Is that how you talk to your husband", he said coldly and pulled back, only to push forward and pound into her. "How dare you cry in front of me?" - "it hurts, it hurts", he whined mockingly, "Fight, or take it, but do not cry like that!"
He was actually getting a little angry at her, and his grip on her tightened. He gave her a few strong, fast thrusts; every time,he could feel her body shudder under him, and hear her sobs. "Do your duty! What do you think you are? Some kind of ornament? You are a warrior's wife!"
 
She tense up as she heard the tone of his voice making her cry out even louder as her ram up deep in her ass.Pales at his words,hating him for mocking her as he rape her ass; damn it...aarrghhh,,,*his thrusts rewarded with painfully cries. She never imagine he be soo brutal and even less deflower her asshole. She tries to push him off her and pull off his massive cock which she was impaled on completly: aarrggghhhh...tooo big....please...husband, i'm sorry...
 
He was too angry to respond to her apology with anything but a grunt and some more strong, hard thrusts. Then, an angry scream, his fingers clawing at her skin so deeply he could feel some blood on them... silence. Calm, but still seething, he pulled out of her.
 
Her legs tremble under her, threaten to crumble under her, tears running down her cheeks as he pounded her raw ass like a madman. She clung to the bed sheet as he pounded even more brutally in her raw ass.She could feel her husband dug his nails into her skin to pull her back on his cock making her scream as he pounded violently in her torn ass with a increasing pace. She cries out as he ram up her asshole as deep as he could, exploding his load in her ass. Leaving a burning sensation as he came in her raw ass,before he pulled out of her ass. He could see his balls and cock stain of her innocence, making him proud to have been the first to deflower her ass.
 
The king kissed one of the tears away. Salty, bitter. The taste of a defeated woman. So disappointing! "When I fell in love with you, I thought you were so strong. I thought you would fight. And look at you now! Crying like a little girl just because I - oh how terrible! - can not resist you. Because I do what any husband would do with a pretty wife like you. Aren't you ashamed of yourself?"
Comforting a crying girl! He had certainly not expected their first encounter to be like that.
 
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