The Dragon Queen

Being dry hurt a bit, especially the way he was thrusting into her so hard. Glinda's eyes watered and her hands gripped the furs underneath her as he pumped his hips, wondering how this could have happened. They were supposed to have been at the Prince's palace by now, pampered and preparing for the luxurious wedding that would bind two nations together. She wasn't supposed to be in some cave, her pussy being force-fed a dark elf cock.

He sped up, and she turned her head to him, shaking it and whimpering as loud as she could through the gag. She didn't want to bear a drow child, and if he didn't pull out of her in time, it was likely that she would. Her pleas were ignored, though, and she felt him soon thrust a final time, letting loose a torrent of his vile seed. Glinda let out a muffled squeal, breathing hard and shaking from the fear that she might become pregnant from this. At least it was over.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw baldy approach and she dreaded what might happen next. He hadn't acted lewd toward her like Red had, so she hoped that maybe he was simply there to tell him off for sullying a prisoner. She was mistaken.

Glinda wiggled, trying to get away even though she knew it was useless. Baldy's cock was already sliding deep inside her, lubricated by his cohort's cum.
 
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Baldy grunted a little as he began to thrust into her, though he wasn't quite as harsh as Red was. Like Red, he wasn't one to last long either. He grunted as he soon thrust hard into her one last time, letting himself go inside her as well. As Baldy pulled out, he had the decency to pull the handmaiden's skirt down to cover her. However it was going to be obvious her skirt had gotten ripped up.

Red let Glinda go, but he left the gag in place for the time being. The two of them went and got dressed before waking up Scar. He waved them off for a moment as he slowly woke up. Baldy moved to break out some bread and water for breakfast, the cave beginning to slowly light up with the morning light.
 
"Mmm!" she whined, trying to beg him to stop. If he came inside too, then the odds would even increase, and she definitely didn't want that. His cock would almost feel good if the situation was a bit different and he worked for it a bit more. As it was, she simply wiggled and struggled as she waited for him to hopefully pull out and cum on her ass. He did not, though, and she soon felt another wave of hot cum enter her.

Her body slumped against the furs as he pulled out and put her skirt back down to cover her (mostly). She hoped they would take the gag out, but it seemed as though she was forgotten as she lay there with cum slowly dribbling out of her cunt.

The princess yawned, looking around to see baldy taking the bread out. The light was what woke her, as the sounds had not. She stretched as best she could and sat up, sleepily looking around the cave for a moment. Not a silver hair was out of place, looking as though the princess had just brushed and straightened it not a minute ago.

Her eyes fell upon her maid and widened. It was obvious that her skirt was ripped, a gag in her mouth and red, puffy eyes from crying. She had no doubt in her mind that sometime during the night or morning, Red had probably came to her to get what he had been craving.

A lump settled in her throat, feeling so sad for her handmaid. This was all the princess's fault, and Glinda didn't deserve something like that. When were reinforcements coming?
 
The next six days were probably considered the worst days of their life for the princess and Glinda, the handmaid most of all. Scar had rotated the other three in shifts to watch the drop off point for the first three days, which came to no result in the ransom. Scar did have a spy in the Prince's kingdom, which he used to get the latest news by carrier pigeon. It was not good news for the princess and Glinda, but good news for him.

It seemed that King Artuthar had a backup plan in place, or rather a backup princess waiting in the wings. The princess of their other neighbor, the country of Candola, had also been promised in case something happened. It seemed that once it was foundt out the princess was captured, rather than paying for her, they went ahead for a wedding the next day with the other princess. This was all read out loud by Scar once he opened it up.

Thus started the nightmare for Glinda. The princess wasn't touched, but the handmaid was used by all four of them after of them. Scar was the first to take her anal virginity and she was made to suck on all of the cocks while being fucked in the ass and rear, used after each meal as a dessert. Any protests from the princess were ignored, but they were still fed.

It was after the evening of the sixth day they decided they were through with Glinda. They were planning on moving out with them the next day, to put them on the slave market.

Unbeknownst to any of them, the cave was actually alot large than it was. In fact, the back wall was just a very elaborate illusion hiding the lair of a great red dragon who had been watching and listening to them the whole time. He was finding all of this amusing to a point, but had decided it was time to take action. After all, he had never been a fan of the drow and it was time for these four to go.
 
The princess wept for the first three days for her maid, watching her be stuffed with cock time after time. Not even needing the gag anymore, her panting and wailing filled the cave as they fucked her mercilessly, sometimes three of them all at once. Cassandra wept for the fact that she had been abandoned by the prince, and that not even her own kingdom knew how to save her. They would soon be beset upon by others, war raging through the land.

On the fourth day she was quiet, and on the fifth, a burning rage filled her heart. On the morning of the sixth day she had been teased by one of them about the fact that she would still fill their purses, despite the fact that the prince didn't care whether she died or not.

Princess Cassandra had drawn herself up and in the most venomous voice she spoke, "I don't care about that boor of a man anymore, he does not deserve his position, nor does he deserve mercy. When I'm sold I will do whatever it takes to make sure that he finds himself in ruin, that everything he loves crumbles down around him. I will take all he cares about and grind it into dust. I will sell my very soul to the devil to protect my kingdom and make him wish he was never born!!" she panted, gritting her teeth as she seethed with hatred.

Glinda looked up tiredly, wondering whether the princess would ever get a chance to make good on those words. As it was, it was almost time for their meal and she hoped they weren't in the mood for dessert this time.
 
Tritoch grinned from behind the cave wall at hearing the princess's words. If anything, he enjoyed entering into deals where he was the favored. In this case, what he was going to offer was no different. He had no doubt she would go along with it, plus he knew how to sweeten the deal.

He waited till they were making dinner to make his move. Red did take a look at Glinda for a moment, but he looked away as he mumbled about having her being boring now. As Scar stirred the nightly beef stew, the back cave wall began to slowly fade away to nothingness. It was pitch black for a few moments till the firelight began to reflect in Tritoch's green eyes and dance over his red scales. He was motionless for a few moment till he was noticed.

Of Scar, Red, and Baldy around the campfire, it was Baldy who was the first to notice. He froze for a second, staring Tritoch in the eyes in fear. His mouth was dry for a moment before he began to stammer and lifted his finger to point at the glowing eyes. Red brushed it aside, but Scar took notice and stood up quickly. He ended up kicking the stew over, spilling it over the cave floor. The hot contents flowed everywhere, soaking into the furs that the princes and Glinda were on.

Scar went for his dagger as Tritoch began to inhale slowly. The three drow barely had time to ready themselves as the dragon released the stream of fire towards them. It rolled between the two ladies without hitting them, but they could feel the intense heat for a couple of seconds before it passed. The three drow went hit full on, catching fire. They screamed as they ran around for a few seconds, trying to put themselves out. However they toppled over just before they could reach the opening, burned alive. Blue had heard the noise from outside, but decided to hightail it out.

Tritoch settled down on his large pile of gold and treasure, looking at the ladies expectantly.
 
When Baldy first pointed, the princess looked confused and looked over, seeing that the very cave had changed shape, revealing an entire section that hadn't been there previously. Her eyes widened as she saw the magnificent dragon there, watching them with those big green eyes. She knew that he must have had a reason for revealing himself at this point, that reason soon being abundantly clear.

Both she and Glinda braced themselves as best they could, still being tied up. They fully expected to be engulfed in flame as well, but they only felt the heat of his breath as the dragon showered the drow with his powerful flame. Only when the screaming died down did they look up. Glinda hadn't really known what was going on, but when she saw the dragon, she screamed and cowered, blubbering and begging for her life.

The princess thought to herself that he could have flooded the entire cave floor-to-ceiling with flame if he wanted to, though he chose to only kill the drow. He must want something, or at least want to engage in a conversation before killing them.

"Would you honor me with your name, red dragon? Mine is Princess Cassandra Fluchian Andromida Von Serendian, heir to the kingdom of Keldor. Though, that title may not have much meaning to it much longer." She spoke her words carefully, knowing that it was extremely rude to simply ask his name as though it was owed to her. After all, they were at his mercy tied up before him.
 
The dragon was silent as she introduced herself to him. She was a unique one, as he had not seen another with hair like hers. Yes, he knew she was quite the catch for him. He glanced towards Glinda for a moment, blubbering in a ball on her furs. His mouth curled for a moment in a little smirk before looking back at the princess. When he spoke, it wasn't verbal, as his words echoed within their heads.

You may call me Tritoch. And you have foundt yourself in my kingdom. And before you say anything, I chose not to let any other kind know about that since I value my privacy.

He was silent for another moment, lifting up on his hanches. The light didn't quite reach far enough to let her see his lower half, the light angling upward from his waist.

I heard your little declaration of vengeance and decided to make you a deal. I can help your petty dream happen, and save your little friend there at the same time. Make the hurt go away.

He lifted his right hand into the air, a claw pointing at Glinda.
 
As soon as he started raising himself up, Glinda's eyes rolled up and she passed out, feinting from the sheer panic that had overwhelmed her. She lay limply on her bed of furs, the princess looking over at her with a bit of concern before turning her attention back to Tritoch.

The princess listened carefully, her interest piquing as he mentioned being able to help her further her goals. However, dragons were typically known for three things: their greed, their pride, and their intelligence. Though it would simply be a blessing to be allowed to live after this, she wanted to make sure that things were clear if she made any kind of deal with him.

For example, "make the hurt go away" was vague enough that he could simply kill Glinda and say that she would no longer feel pain.

Cassandra thought for a moment before replying. "It would be helpful for me to know how you plan on accomplishing this. Though my desire for my vengeance, the safety of my kingdom, and Glinda's safety are the things I want most, I know that your power is overwhelming. You have the ability to leave a kingdom in ruin, thousands of innocents killed for the sake of a single prince. They don't deserve to have their lives taken for a worm like him."

"Though, I would promise to give you everything that I am and will be if you make me a queen. A Queen that could provide for her people, keep them safe... and silence those who don't deserve to see the sunlight again." She looked up to him, wondering how he would respond. Based on the fact that he valued his privacy, she wondered if that offer was enough for him.
 
He was silent as he listened to her words. He could tell she had an idea of what she would be getting into with him, but he doubted she knew completely. He pondered for the best way to frame it so she would understand. Finally deciding on the best way of doing things, he stood up completely. The distance between them wasn't that far.

However, as he began to move towards her, his form began to shift smaller and smaller. He finally stopped shifting into what he considered a more desirable form, standing just under seven feet tall. His true sex was shown by the pair of thick scaly cocks hanging between his thighs. It looked as if the upper cock could easily be a foot long while the lower one was slightly smaller. They swung back and forth in front of his legs while his long scaley tail whisked slowly back and forth behind him. His wings were folded against his back tightly.

He stopped in front of the princess before reaching down. He used two of his fingernails to gently move beneath her chin and lift her to her feet. His voice came out very feminine, with a sultry purr to it.

"That is something I am willing to give to you, on a golden platter if you like. And as I said, she will be free of her current pain. " A fingernail was placed lightly on the princess's soft lips to silent her for a few moments longer. "She will not be harmed in any way, I assure you. First, you must become my Queen and then I will give you my power to expand your wrath and caring to those you wish. What do you say little one?"

He removed his fingernail from her lips to let her speak.
 
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As the large dragon fully stood up, she had to crane her neck to look up at him. He was truly a sight to behold, terrifying in the sheer power of his presence. She imagined that with his wings outstretched, he could make a King kneel with a single word. It took her breath away and she couldn't help but feel fear flowing through her veins.

She watched as he moved forward, noticing his change in size bit by bit as he slowly morphed into a less intimidating body. It wasn't expected that he would chose to be in a woman's body, but she figured that dragons were beings of power, not restrained by a human's concept of sex and gender roles. The princess had noticed his cocks though, her eyes widening before looking away, not having known that dragons had more than one.

Her grey eyes met his as he tipped her chin up. Though he only used two fingers, his strength was evident as she was helped to her feet, bound though they were. His finger against her lips felt warm, almost hot even as the dragon offered her what she wanted.

Though he hadn't mentioned the price she would pay, she didn't care what it was as long as it only concerned herself. If he plucked out her eyes, took her hair, forced her to attend to his hoard, even give her own life, in any case it didn't matter. She nodded, standing a little taller.

"I accept. Tell me what I must do and I will do it." A look of determination settled on her face, the princess ready to pay whatever price he demanded.
 
He gave a soft smile at her words of acceptance.

"Then I shall start with my part."

He turned from her to walk over to Glinda, looking down at her. He leaned over the handmaiden, a fingernail tracing lightly on the soft features of her face. He soon stopped on the right side of her neck in the middle of it. He spoke soft words under his breathe, magic visibly flowing into her. As it did so, a tattoo form on the side of her neck. The magic stopped flowing before he reached out and sliced the ropes from the young woman. She would have no memory of the rough rape she had to endure at the hands of the drow, those scenes gone from her mind. Her body would also be renewed to it's virginal state it had been before she came, all traces of the drow purged from her.

"She will be fine."

He stood up and made his way back to the princess, stopping in front of her. He looked her over carefully before slicing away the ropes with his nails. Then he sliced away her dress, letting the tatters fall to the floor.

"You need to be prepared for the next step of our deal."

He placed the tip of a nail against the top of her left breast, warm magic flowing into her. This time, a red dragon tattoo appeared over her breast. As the warm magic flowed through her, it healed her of her wounds while also changing her so she would be able to accommodate his size in every hole. He pulled the nail away after a few moments before pressing his lips softly against hers.
 
As the tattoo was burned into her skin, Glinda started to breathe more softly, her face relaxing as she slumbered. A single tear slipped from her eye, almost as though it signified the memories leaving her. The princess watched closely, wondering what he was doing that would cure Glinda of the scars on her body and in her heart. She felt like she had seen that tattoo before, but she couldn't quite place where she had seen it before. It just seemed familiar, natural, older than her time.

Cassandra relaxed as she heard his words, knowing somehow that he spoke the truth. Now that he had made good on part of his promise, she had no doubt that he was confident he could deliver the rest of it "on a gold platter" as he had said. She was happy to be out of her bindings, rubbing her wrists for a moment as he cut the leg ropes off. However, as he straightened up and cut off her dress, she realized what he wanted. While this wasn't how she had expected to lose her virginity, she knew that she was his and that she would do what he asked.

It stung just a bit when the tattoo spread over her breast, followed by an overwhelming warmth. She could feel the rope burns fading as well as the puncture marks. Her skin was now seamless as it was before, the only thing obscuring her being her long, silver hair.

The princess wasn't sure what kind of pain she would endure from cocks that size, but she would grit her teeth and bear it to obtain his power. His lips were soon gently upon hers, a first kiss, a handshake on a deal that would change her life.
 
The soft kiss was soon deepened, a soft growl emitting from him. His tongue was much slender and elongated, much like as snake's. His tongue explored her mouth eagerly, tasting of her. He soon wrapped her tongue with his, inviting her to explore his mouth as well. The tips of his nails started around her slender waist, gliding slowly over her soft skin as they moved upwards along her sides. His nails moved up along her back to the back of her neck before scraping gently down her spine and over her bare ass.

He soon broke the kiss to lay her down gently on the furs. He would have taken her to his treasure pile, but he wasn't sure she would like it yet. He laid gently on top of her before lowering his head down. He opened his mouth before clasping down on her slender neck and gnawing her soft skin with his teeth. His tongue slid back and forth over her flesh as well.
 
When he deepened the kiss, it was the sort of kiss that every woman dreamed of. Having not even experienced a kiss previously, she was a bit overwhelmed by his passion. That being said, when he invited her tongue into his mouth, she did her best to comply with his wishes. She pushed her own lips back against his, letting her tongue slip into his mouth to explore and flick gently against his. The way his hands caressed her made her shiver, the soft touch of his nails teasing her soft skin.

The princess didn't quite know what to do with her own hands, so she simply rested hers on his hips as they traded saliva in their kiss. Was this what it was like to have a lover? Though they weren't that, merely being business partners at this time. She averted her grey eyes from him when he laid her down, feeling slightly embarrassed at being so exposed. The only people who had seen her naked body besides herself were her handmaids.

It felt so nice against her skin, the soft furs that were underneath her. What felt even nicer was the way his lips teased her neck, his tongue making her her body feel a bit warm. Cassandra could feel a strange sensation of longing between her legs, one that she hadn't felt before.
 
He pulled his teeth from her neck to bite softly down along her shoulder. His nails continued their gentle scraping over her skin, moving up and down the length of her arms now. He was soon nipping and licking his way down along the top of her chest, moving back and forth just above her breasts.

It was becoming apparent how much he was enjoying ravishing her as his two cocks stiffen against her. The scales were cool to the touch, lightly scraping against her soft skin and he moved downward. His lower cock was soon resting against her virgin folds, his girth evident as it laid on her folds. His longer upper cock rested against her stomach, both tips slowly oozing precum onto her flawless form.

His nails scraped up over her shoulders and neck as his mouth moved over her left breast. His teeth bit gently on her nipple, pulling on it for a moment before lavishing over it with his tongue. As he laid in this position, the tip of his lower cock was resting against her folds as he could feel the warmth radiating from her.
 
She would have thought that his bite would hurt, but it seemed that his control of the amount of pressure he applied exceeded her expectations. In fact, it felt nice the way his teeth gently massaged her skin. The princess let out a soft whimper of pleasure as his mouth moved closer to her round breasts.

Once he took her, she would be sullied and would no longer be fit to marry. No prince would ever accept her then. It was no matter; once she was a Queen, she didn't need to take a husband, nor would she seek one out. She was bitter from what Prince Kaleb had done, her faith in men having been dashed. All she needed was Tritoch to guide her, to show her the way.

His cocks felt heavy by themselves, but when they were engorged she could really feel the weight of each of them. For some reason, it made her body want them more, her legs spreading a bit for him unconsciously. Her loins became moist and she started to feel an ache for him. She wondered to herself whether he had cast some sort of spell on her or whether he simply knew how to make a woman melt under his touch.

"Oh!" she gasped as his teeth latched onto her nipple. It felt dangerous having her nipple in between his teeth, but it felt so divine at the same time. Upon being released, she felt her nipple being ravished, the princess moaning softly from the feeling. She reached out and rubbed his shoulders softly, closing her eyes as she panted.
 
He bit softly on her left nipple once more, applying a little more pressure for a few moments. He lifted his head backwards, tugging on her nipple a bit before releasing it. He soon moved his head over to her other nipple, licking and biting on it for a few moments. His nails moved down over her breasts as well, digging in a little to leave red marks over her white skin.

He soon kissed and nipped his way down her stomach, dragging his nails along behind. His tail lifted into the air a little for a moment before falling back down to the ground. His growling intensified as he soon kissed his way over her soft folds. He could smell her sweet arousal and feel the heat rolling from her. He knew she was ready, but he wasn't going to take her just yet. His fingers moved to graze along the top of her thighs and down along her long legs.
 
She moaned as he played with her breasts, feeling a bit strange to be making such lewd noises that she had not made before. The way his nails dug in and almost pricked her skin sent jolts right to her pussy, her hips squirming slightly as he continued.

For someone who liked to spend most of his time sleeping on a pile of gold by himself in a dark cave, he sure seemed to know what made her body tick. Perhaps having a female humanoid body accessible had let him practice over the years, or maybe he would occasionally pay a visit to the nearby towns and woo a lass into bed with him.

In any case, he soon moved lower on her body, eliciting sighs and moans from his kisses. The closer he got to her pussy, the wetter she felt like she became. By the time he kissed her folds and drew back, she was drenched in aroused juices.

The princess wondered what he was doing, though it felt good to her. He seemed to be looking at her between her legs, making her blush a bit from embarrassment. "I am indeed a virgin, sir. You do not have to check." she said softly, wondering why he wasn't simply taking her now.
 
He didn't say anything in response to her comment about being a virgin. Although he did enjoy a virgin now and then, that wasn't what he was checking. His eyes did flicker up to hers, his tongue flicking put to slap lightly and teasingly against her delicate folds.

He didn't move other than to lay a gentle kiss against her folds. He soon had her little nub of a sensitive clit founds, wrapping his soft lips around it. He continued to growl, vibrating into it as he suckled. He scraped his teeth against the soft nub gently, rolling it gently between them.

He soon released her clit to slather his tongue over her wet folds as he tasted of her virgin juices. His lips pressed against her folds as that slender tongue began to delve deeply into her, nails scraping along her inner thighs.
 
Was he not checking? It seemed as though what she had said had not changed his plans nor motivations seeing as how he simply flicked his tongue against her. It was almost as though the gesture had been him saying, "hush princess, I know what I"m doing." She had to admit that she as curious as to what he would do next.

Her legs trembled slightly, partly from excitement, and partly from having a man she just met kissing her wet folds. What happened next had her gasping out and gripping the furs on either side of her. It was unlike anything she had felt before, his mouth wrapped around her clit as he played with her and growled softly. The vibrations radiated into her clit and out through her body as waves of pleasure.

"Gods..." she moaned, his tongue passing over her pearl before his teeth took over and gently rubbed against it. Her hips pushed against his mouth, her body wanting more of whatever it was he was doing. Something in her was telling her that if he continued to do things like that, she would get a taste of another very new feeling.

When he drew back, she panted and almost wanted to beg him to continue, but she held her tongue. This was what he was entitled to for his end of their bargain, and he could do whatever he wanted to her. However, as she glanced down, she was secretly pleased to find his face lowering once more. This time she just felt his tongue across her folds before it slowly started pushing inside her.

The princess's eyes widened and she moaned loudly, her legs closing and squeezing his face slightly from the odd but wonderful feeling of his long tongue.
 
He pulled one hand from her thighs, the nails shrinking down to nothing. His thumb pressed against her clit this time, rolling it beneath the pad in a slow circle. At the same time, the tip of his pinky pressed against her asshole, rubbing in a slow circle over that as well.

He growled in pleasure as he enjoyed her taste, coating his tongue with her. There was something unique about her taste he couldn't quite place, but he was enjoying it nothing the less. His tongue was delving in and out her in slow thrusts, but he hadn't gone very deep yet. He soon did delve deeper, his tongue lapping against the protective barrier to her fertile womb. After a few licks, he pushed his tongue up into her womb as he licked around the soft walls inside.

At the same time, his pinky pushed up into her ass deep as it could go. His thumb rolled her clit faster as his tongue and pinky thrust in and out of her in a quick rhythm, both going as deep as they could.
 
While the tongue wiggling in and out of her was driving her wild by itself, when he added his thumb on her clit and his pinky against her asshole, she was speechless. All she could do was moan and whine softly as he coaxed her deeply into pleasure that she couldn't have imagined. Her body rolled, her back arching as he fucked her with his tongue, the princess's breasts rising and falling as she breathed deeply.

His tongue was felt licking against something she didn't quite recognize for a moment, the haze of pleasure clouding her mind. She realized what it was right before she felt him push inside-her womb. A loud gasp was heard from her, her pussy practically dripping from how turned on she was and how good he made her feel, especially with her clit being rubbed more quickly, and the finger deep in her ass. While the thumb in her ass felt strange and foreign, it felt large and erotic when the rest of her body was being pleasured.

Princess Cassandra's body writhed, her eyes squeezed shut as she couldn't contain her loud, desperate cries of pleasure. Was this what sex with a man was like? Why was it so frowned upon? Or maybe this was simply what sex with a dragon was like, as there was no way a man's tongue would be so long and flexible.

A new feeling was blossoming inside her, rising with every thrust of his tongue. Her abdomen soon tensed, her pussy following suit. Suddenly, her body arched and she screamed in bliss as she climaxed, her pussy squirted dramatically against him.
 
He wasn't quite expecting her to squirt as she had when she orgasmed, closing his eyes for a moment as she coated his face a bit. He slowed his thrusting down till he pulled his tongue from her, along with his thumb and pinky. He mmed as he licked up around her leaking pussy before sitting up carefully, his cocks sticking up in the air so she could see them shiny with the precum dripping down the shafts.

"I love the taste of you pri..my Queen."

He reached up with one hand, gathering up the splattered cum before licking that down eagerly as well. He leaned over the top of her, balancing himself with one hand. With his other hand, he first guided the tip of his upper cock to her waiting pussy. He pressed against her slick folds for a moment before pushing in slowly. With the help of the magic he cast on her, she would have been very tight. However, there should not be the resistance as if she was a normal virgin.

He growled deeply as pushed into her tight passage slowly. His top cock was only in her a little bit when his lower one began to press against her ass. He paused for a moment, spreading his knees for better support. He lifted her lower body upwards for a better angle as well before pushing further as his other cock pushed up into her ass as well.
 
She shuddered in her post-orgasm bliss as he cleaned her wet petals, panting and looking up at the ceiling of the cave. his sultry feminine voice graced her ears as he complimented her. Part of her was grateful that she didn't taste odd to him. Though the part that stood out most to her was the fact that he was already calling her Queen. It turned her on in an entirely new way, making her feel powerful, sexy, and respected.

The princess looked down as she sensed more movement, seeing him crawling on top of her, presumably to start the main event. Though she knew he was a man, it confused her just a bit to see him in a woman's body, his large breasts jiggling with his movements. She couldn't deny that she found his body incredibly arousing, though.

Her mouth opened in a silent gasp as he started to push his upper cock inside, the feeling one that her body seemed to recognize. She wanted it so badly, to feel him inside her, filling her with his seed. Spreading her legs wider, she expected for him to start, even as she felt his other cock slip off her ass for a moment. The next moment, she felt him pull her hips up to better accommodate her. Cassandra put her feet to the cave floor and held her hips up for him, trying to make things a bit easier for him while he started in. At some point, she knew she might lose the strength to hold herself up, but she hoped the effort would be helpful in the beginning.

Her cheeks were flushed a bit, but she slowly swayed her hips around, pushing back against his cocks as though she wanted him. And the surprising thing about it was that she did- she wanted him to take her.
 
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