You May Now Deflower the Bride

Story by Skoonk on SoFurry

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#4 of Smex

WARNING: If you ever happen to time travel back to the 1300's, I HIGHLY suggest you don't try this. The odds may not be ever in your favor.

Secret gay couple gets married in the 1300's, and it just so happens the king decides that now is the time for the start of prima nocta (deflowering of all the brides).

About the king's name, YES I KNOW IT HAS BEEN USED RECENTLY IN A COMPELLING SERIES TITLED THE GAME OF THRONES! DOES IT LOOK LIKE I GIVE A FUCK?! I simply suck at coming up with names and because I've been reading the Game of Thrones, and find Joffrey to be a butt fucking tampon, I decided that his namesake was worthy of this king. Fucking d-bag.

My apolologies for any grammertical and syntaxeual erers found thruout this pece.

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"I now pronounce you man and wife! You may kiss the bride!"

The slender skunk in front of me giggled once the few people attending our wedding started to applaud. He was blushing so much that I could see it against his pitch black fur, and it tinged the 2 white stripes that stained his face fur. I grasped my lover's paws and leaned in for the kiss that would seal us together until the day we die. When are lips met, my heart fluttered and nearly came to a stop, but what he did next shocked it back into life. He bent me over and stuck his tongue down my throat and slid his paws down down to the small of my back. Luckily, he was skilled in the art of subtlety so it only looked as though we are just showing off for the crowd. Such a vulgar act in public is frowned upon in our society, but it is the 1300's after all.

We beamed and waved at the 8 people who decided that tfhey should be a witness to our wedding. A puffy badger sat with a forced smile on his face while he lightly clapped, and the rest were clergy. They clapped once or twice and then were silent, their eyes boring into us looking for any tell tale signs that we were hiding something. My "bride", Alexander, turned back towards the priest, a short and stocky otter, and thanked him for the service. I gave him a farewell smile and picked up my "bride" and hauled him out of the chapel. There were a few people still out and about. A impala was leading a feral-horse drawn carriage full of what looked like vegetables, and a woman was hugging her cub to her chest as she hurried home before it became dark.

I glanced at the setting sun and took a deep breath. This was my favorite time of day. I wrapped an arm around my "bride's" shoulder and was about to take a step, when a sound made chills run up my spine. Fanfare, and not just any fanfare, fanfare that signaled the king had left his castle. Alexander looked at me worriedly and murmured, "Colin, why is the king coming? He never leaves his castle and it's almost night." I squinted my eyes and looked into the distance. I embraced my lover and brushed his head fur and said soothingly, "We've done nothing wrong; no one has found out our secret. Let us walk." We quickly strided down the dirt rode to our small house. Alexander's veil and dress whipped around in the wind, and I knew that he was basically chumming the waters.

Soon the shrill sound of various wind instruments were all that we could hear, and then came the rolling thunder of a hundred feral horses. Alexander clung to me and I to him while the horses came to a stop in front of us, each one caring a knight gleaming in the finest steel. What could they possibly want?! I thought to myself. Alexander had tears in his eyes, fearing for the worst. I put his muzzle into the crook of my neck and held him as the king's chariot stopped in front of us. 4 feral horses were hauling the monstrous thing. It looked solid gold, but we all knew that even the king lacked the funds to afford something like that. My ears were flat against my head and I felt Alexander's tail curl around my own; my chest became wet and warm from his tears.

The door slammed open and out strutted the king. A large and rather narcissistic dire wolf adorned with rings, baubles, bells, whistles and all the things that screamed out, "I'm rich and you're not. So bow down mother fucker." He had a smirk on his face while he gazed around at the few peasants that had dropped to one knee due to his presence. He stepped out of his carriage and snapped his fingers. A young, scrawny coyote suddenly appeared and unfolded a scroll. He shouted in a high pitched voice, "Hear ye! Hear ye! On this day and every day after shall the effects of Prima Nocta come into affect!" I felt Alexander's claws dig into me painfully when the coyote said those words.

The king had an evil grin on his face, and was rubbing his paws together like a dirty secret had just been revealed. My ears shot up when the coyote cleared his throat and continued, "This shall mean that all newly wed wives may and will be deflowered by our most gracious and fabulous ruler, King Joffrey!" The king waved a paw flamboyantly and glanced around at those around him. He chortled and stepped up to us, a hungry look in his eyes. I took a step back hugging Alexander even closer to my thin body. "No! Please sir! Not my bride! She's all I have." The king ignored my begging and boomed, "What is your name peasant?!" I flinched at his loud and austere voice and managed to choke out, "Colin, my lord." He licked his lips and lifted a paw to point at my wife cowering in my arms. "And your wife's name?" I inhaled sharply and said, "Alexi."

A horrible smile crept onto the king's face. He laughed again and strutted over to us. I looked around for a way to escape this horrible fate, but we were trapped for his knights had surrounded us. His large and bedazzled paw grabbed my lover's shoulder. He cried out and clung to me even harder, his claws digging into my skin and drawing blood. The king growled and grabbed his other shoulder and ripped him away from me. When I felt his touch leave me it felt like my soul had just been ripped in two. The look on his face was pure agony; tears streamed down his cheeks and down his fake breasts. He kicked and punched the at the king, but was stopped when the king delivered a powerful slap right across his face.

Stunned, he hung limp in his arms. The king laughed and climbed back into his chariot with my soul mate. My whole body shut down, and I fell down onto the cold, hard earth and myy entire body became numb as I realized what was about to happen. I felt the ground tremble as the king's escort started back his castle. I lay there in the dirt until well past sunrise, when I felt a paw on my shoulder and I heard a voice that made my heart cry out in pain, "Colin? Are you okay."

***

Nothing could describe what I felt while in that horrible chariot. The king had his hands all over me. He stank like lavender and patchouli, and he tasted like alcohol. His tongue snuck its way down my throat until I nearly passed out from lack of breath. I just sat there and let him do with me as he pleased until he growled and gave one of my false nipples a pinch, "You will enjoy this. Otherwise I will make it so you wish you had never been born." I gulped and nearly lost control of my bladder, but I told myself to stay strong and just endure. I did what I had to do to survive and kissed him back.

I half-hardheartedly wrapped one of my paws around his back and my other tugged at the front of his pants. I whimpered when I heard him grunt and push my hand down farther onto his bulge. He growled into my flattened ear, "Not here. Just warm me up for the night ahead." I ran my paw up and down his thickening sheath. Tears ran down my face and he would lick at them, savoring the taste of my fear and turmoil. His hot breath ran down my face and he continued to fondle my fake breasts through my thin clothes. I realized right then and there what would happen to me once he found out I wasn't a woman.

I cried out and realized that I would have to do everything I could to please him. My mindset did a complete 180 and I wrapped my paws behind his head and slammed my muzzle to his. His eyes widened but all he did was groan as my tongue played with his. He spread his legs and picked me up to set me in his lap so I was sitting on his large bulge. When the carriage came to a halt I quickly got off of him. He had saliva running down his face and was bright red. He had leaked through his pants and was working his cloak to make sure that no one would be able to see the stain. He grabbed my paw and pushed me out of the carriage.

I stumbled and fell to the ground. I whimpered and slowly got back up, rubbing the part of my body that I had fallen on. He was strolling up towards the castle and I was about to follow when I heard a loud clang and suddenly I was being subdued by 2 knights. One was a Clydesdale stallion and the other was Percheron. They both glared down at me with a look that told me what they thought of me: filth. I suppressed a sob and tried to keep up with their large strides, but eventually they were dragging me through the dirt until we got to the castle. The dire wolf had disrobed and was standing there in is loincloth. He snapped his fingers and the stallions dropped me none to gently, and 2 of his hand maidens hurried over to attend to me. He turned on his paw and ascended the steps to his chambers. The maiden's whispered words of encouragement to me, but I was too busy preparing myself physically and mentally for what I was about to do. The only person I could see was my Colin. I had to do this for him, because he had done so much for me.

I lifted my head and put a determined look on my face. Once we were up the stairs, we turned a corner and walked down a hallway that must have been over 100 feet long. I nervously glanced around and was surprised to see that there weren't any decorations. I guess even our noble and_righteous _king cannot escape this economic depression. I managed to unravel my tail from my body and I removed myself from the hand maidens. "I know how to walk." I told them hotly. All they did was nod and escort me silently to his room. We turned another corner and I saw 2 high solid oak doors that were wide open. I squinted and I could see the king lounging on his bed, awaiting his treat. I took a shaky breath and told the maidens that I could go on alone from here. They nodded and turned around, going back the way we had come.

I gulped and slowly walked towards his chambers. My heart pounded and my throat was tight with fear. I could smell my musky aroma through the neutralizer that I normally put on everyday. He'll know something's up as soon as I enter the room. I took a shaky breath, accepting my fate, and walked through the doorway. 2 large candelabras burned on either side of the bed, and the king lay on it with his paws begin his head. His sheath was engorged and I could see his red tip poking out of it. He grinned at me and brought his paw down to roll his dark brown egg sized balls around.

When the thought of having to service his enormous privates crossed my mind my muscles became flaccid, and I fell forward onto his bed. He grinned down at my submissive form and got up to close the door. I lay on his bed trembling and cried out when I felt him begin to grope my virgin body from behind. His paws found their way up my hips and slid my garter down; his claws felt like daggers slicing through my fur and flesh. I felt his tongue run up the scruff of my neck and through my ears. His saliva felt like acid burning through right through me. His paws went up higher and he began to fondle my slim butt. His fingers pried my cheeks apart and poked at my hole which immediately closed up. He growled and teased at the ring of muscle with more force.

I squeaked at his foreplay and launched myself further up the bed. I lay cowering among the covers while he licked his lips and crawled towards me like a predator towards its wounded prey. He took a deep sniff, and instead of smelling the intoxicating aroma of an aroused female, he smelt the musky and pungent scent of a male skunk. A_frightened_ male skunk. The blood drained from his face and his lips raised exposing his 4 inch canines. My ears were flat against my skull and my eyes were wide with fear as he jumped onto me and pinned me down. He tore at my dress and revealed the seam where my fake breasts ran around my body. He cried out in anguish when the worst was proven to be true.

He looked me dead in the eye and wrapped a paw around my throat. "You." He said, livid, "You did this to me." I choked and pried at his fingers until he finally released me. Coughing and with tears streaming down my face, I tried to get away from him, but instead he grasped my underwear and pulled them down, exposing me completely. I cried out and kicked at his face but he grabbed my hips and forced me face down onto his bed. "You've somehow made me more aroused than any woman I've ever had before." His voice gave me hope. I couldn't hear any anger, and I prayed to God that he was going to let his lust lead his decisions instead of his fear. His paw landed on my rump and a finger revolved in a circle through my soft fur. I whimpered nervously. I could only hear his breathing, but I heard him snort and then I felt his other paw landed on my left cheek. He slowly pried them apart and I knew he was staring at my tight virgin hole. I dared to look over my shoulder and I saw him drooling with a finger in his mouth. His tail was swishing back in forth behind him, twitching with anticipation.

He popped the finger out of his mouth and brought it down to my tight button. He caught my eye and grinned at me. I gasped as something hit me: intense passion laced with pain coursed through my body as he wiggled his finger around in me. I looked between my legs to witness him stroking his fully hard member. Pre spurted out of it and it looked like it was angry for being fooled by me. He pulled his finger out of me and I squealed. He slapped my ass a few times before grasping my balls with his wet paw. I groaned and licked my lips while he gently rolled my smaller orbs around. He laughed and brought his other paw down underneath and jerked my sheath up and down past my hardening member.

He grunted and wrapped my cock with his paw. My pre was the perfect lubricant for him to slide his paws all over me. He wrapped his other paw around my balls and pulled them down to see how low they hung. I cried out when I felt him breath right onto my hole. I could just image his dripping mouth opening wide and his tongue slithering out to prepare me for losing what I had managed to keep and save for Colin. Fresh tears burst from my eyes and ran down my cheeks. The salty taste reminded me that I had to take this with a grain of salt and just get it over with as quickly as possible. My pep talk was interrupted when his tongue passed over my virgin tail hole.

I reflexively smashed my butt right into his muzzle, desperate to feel his hot tongue on, and hopefully in me. He was happy to give me what I wanted. I writhed as he tickled me with tongue, his paws groping and rubbing my now erect cock and low hanging balls. My face was bright red and I was breathing heavily as pleasure and carnal lust took over my body. If I couldn't loose my virginity to my soul mate, I might as well enjoy it with this imposter. I pushed myself up and pulled my ass away from him. He crawled after it but stopped when I grabbed his face with my paws. His eyes were glazed over and his tongue lolled out of his mouth. I slammed his mouth to mine and ferociously attacked his mouth with my tongue. His sweet saliva washed down my mouth and I nearly threw up right then and there.

He groaned around my tongue and I slipped it out of his mouth and kissed along his collar bone. He whimpered when my tongue descended down to his right nipple. I nipped and licked the sensitive bud, and I could feel his hardness pressing up against my leg, leaking his love juice down my striped thigh. I wrapped a paw around it and jerked him while my other tweaked his left nipple, eliciting a howl from the wolf. Warm pre ran down onto my paw, and I switched my other paw to his other nipple and allowed my moist paw to play with the nipple I had just been sucking on. The scent of his own pre overpowered him, and I could feel him begin to hump against my leg. I quickly dropped down and shoved his cock into my throat. My muscles contracted around his cock, and my tongue wrapped around the base of it. I brought my wet paw down to play with his balls, and when he came, I could feel his balls jump with every spurt of cum.

He howled like a feral wolf and grabbed my head to push his member deeper into me. He snarled and shoved his knot in past my teeth. Sweat dripped down onto my head as rope after rope of hot and tangy cum poured down my throat. I was desperate for a taste so I bit down gently onto his cock to get the message across. He squeaked and relaxed his grip on me. I pulled out and was pleased to feel that he wasn't anywhere near empty. I loved the way his cock would pulse and jump up into my mouth when he would release a nice creamy shot of his cum. My paw was still playing with his loose balls, and after a few seconds I could feel his orgasm begin to calm.

I pulled off of his cock with my cheeks bulging and a nice cum-stache. I looked up at him and snorted when I saw the look on his face. I suddenly realized that I would be able to kept my virginity for my loving husband. My heart skipped a beat and I could feel his cum begin to trickle out when I smiled, so I decided to swallow, taking my time to relish in its texture and flavor. The king fell down away from me and lay on his back. His cock hung in the air, jumping weakly every few seconds with little drops of cum dripping out. My own erection had leaked what seemed like a cup of pre and was still hard as bedrock. I grasped the bottom of my sheath and stroked myself, hoping that maybe I'd be able to release my seed onto the king in his weakened state.

I gasped and my head flew up as my paw pumped my cock faster and faster when I felt him grip my wrist. My paw came to an abrupt stop and I whimpered when I saw the look in his face. He crawled over to me and rose up so that we were staring each other in the eye. His paw detached mine from my leaking member and he slowly ran his paw up and down my shaft. I cringed and gasped, falling onto his chest as my muscles gave way. He laughed and released my cock. He sucked in a deep breath and rumbled, "Your reward for giving your king the best orgasm of his life is this" My paw had found its way back to my cock, and I reluctantly turned my attention to the king. He smiled and scooted away from me, only to bend over and present himself to me. My muzzle twitched when I saw his tight hole, winking at me like a courtesan trying to catch the attention of a drunken man.

I crawled over to him and put both hands onto his ass. I pried his cheeks apart and brought my muzzle down to smell him. My mind melted when I inhaled his musky aroma; my tongue shot out of my mouth and attacked the tight ring of muscle. He gasped and shuddered at my intimate touch, and yelped when my paw grasped his balls tightly and gently pushed his balls down to see how far his sack could stretch. Each dirty swipe forced a moan from the wolf, and he wiggled his rump in the most enticing way so that my tongue had an easier time penetrating his tight butt. Vulgar moans hit my ear drums, making me all that more desperate to bury my hardness into the willing ass. My paw drifted from his balls to his sheath and I could feel him getting bigger every second. I pulled back his sheath and he humped into my paw. His small knot popped out, and I went to work rubbing and pulling on it. He whined and started to hump wildly, and I knew that it was now or never.

I lifted myself up and placed the tip of my burning 7 inches right on his winking hole. When I saw it open again I slammed myself into him. He threw his head back and cried out while I pounded his virgin tail hole. I leaned over him to get better leverage and closed my eyes while I fucked his brains out. "Oh shit! Oh fuck! You're so tight!" He groaned and dropped a paw down to his own cock and humped in and out of it. My balls smacked audibly into his and over our grunts and moans I could hear him squeak every time it happened. I closed my eyes and sucked in a large breath through my nose. After about a 5 second long inhale, I was forced to cough out the air I had sucked in. Sex and lust was what I smelled. That and wet dog.

"Oh Alexi! Alexi! Something's happening!" I grunted and thrust into him a few more times combining each thrust with a syllable, "That is not my name. My name is Alexander. Say my name bitch! Say it!!" The king cried out from under me and yelled, "Fuck me Alexander! Oh God this is amazing! Fuck me harder!" I grabbed his hips and fucked him like the bitch he was. I screamed when my orgasm boiled over. He whined as my hot semen pouring into him. He cried out and humped into his paw as he came a second time. I wrapped my paws underneath him and grasped his paw with both of mine and jerked him off through his orgasm and soon my hands were sticky with his love juice. I ran my paws up through his dense coat, collecting loose hairs and mixing his fresh cum with his old. I pulled my paws out from under him and shoved my nose into the collection of semen and musky hair. My eyes popped and I could feel myself shoot a little more streams of cum with increased fervor as I inhaled his strong scent.

I slowly pulled out of him and gasped as his slick insides pulled at my sensitive flesh. When all but my glans were out I thrust right back into him. He cried out and grit his teeth while I achieved total domination over him. I bit down onto his scruff and humped in and out of him again. My cum flew all over us. It trickled down his taint and onto his tight sack and soaked my entire groin. I thrust powerfully into a few more times before finally ripping myself out of him. I flew back and landed with my arms splayed out and my erection writhing like a snake. The veins lining my cock jumped out at me and a tiny vein of cum was winding its way down. The wolf's tail was still thrown over his back and I got a good look at his abused tail hole. It was wide open with my cum trickling out of it. His balls had dropped back down and I could see my jizz collect at the base of his sack and drip off drop by drop.

I wiped my sweaty face with the back of my paw and caught my breath. When my erection subsided, I got up off of the bed and walked around to look at the aftermath of our session. The wolf had his eyes closed and was sleeping soundly; his head and arms were hanging off the bed. I rolled my eyes and sighed. I could feel my erection begin to stir as I thought about taking him right here and now while he's asleep. I gripped the base of my shaft and ran my paw up it a few times before finally deciding what to do. I walked over to him and aimed my hard shaft right at his neck. I mumbled a stream of insults while I released the contents of my bladder right onto him. "This will teach you to fuck with innocent women." I growled angrily and flicked the remaining drops of urine onto him before gathering up my clothes and fake breasts. I walked out there with my head high. At least now I know how to show my man a good time.