My Royal Property
First story, hope you like, kinda written wierd but I hope its ok
BTW: NO minors. If you are a straight mnor reading this you are a fag. And not in the gay sense in the bad sense. Again NO MINORS.
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Out of the back window he squirmed
like the black slime of tar.
His large mail sack of person seeming to seamlessly slime along with him.
Wearing nothing less appropriate than a Richard Nixon mask.
(Dr. Seuss he rhymed to his self) on his way to the car.
He was robbing from the cradle. Stealing the innocence of youth. He was the king of cherry poppers.
And, oh yes!, they were that young. And he was that despicable.
Robbing those whose innocence he stole of their very lives as well.
What would the girl in the sack do he thought.
How he squirmed at thoughts of her reactions.
But enough of that for now, into the trunk with her.
She landed with a thick thud on the floor of the trunk.
Breathing hard he heard the tears slowly stop after the dropping.
He laughed at what would come later. He mused on.
Rolling down the street, humming to the radio
Picking clumps of dirt out of his fur
How the world has changed
Buildings made of gray bricks
An hour later the trunk kicked and jumped.
On the country road. With only road kill to hear.
Now she was awoke; now she ruined the fun. He stopped the car in a murky shadow
How hard he hit the brake..she was out again.
10 mins later he poke her with the hardest stick he could find
tearing holes in the sack but surely not puncturing skin.
She was awoke and began crying.
He opened the sack with a delicacy of the moon.
Allowing her head to pop out before re-tying the heavy knot.
Like a small gift to himself.
The most important kings daughter, after her 15th birthday
Now she could be his morning star
and once he had taken her rightfully, so right she would be his for life
For they would not kill him unless they would kill her first.
And she would not be killed, not the kings daughter Leslie
So custom would reign. She would be his.
Finally at his cabin he threw her on the floor.
"First I have to be rough" he said "but later
Softness will follow."
She had no idea what he meant
she teared up to cry but held back
as he tore the bag open. She was naked and exposed
and so was he, his cock coming out of its sheath.
And bulging at the end.
The bright happy yellow but sinisterly slanted eyes of the thin werewolf
Drooled over her as his regions prepared, and hers not ...
Leslie felt his grip on her waist, lifting her in the air.
Her legs flared as if to fight.
He gently twisted her in the air and placed her on her knees.
He drooled on her back thinking Doggie style
And what was happening Leslie could not bear
His rough, cold nose touching her passage
Smelling her juices flowing
He was compelled to taste
He wet her passage and gave such good tongue fuck
He felt her buckle and submit as his long rough tongue fondled her cherry
Giving her next to orgasmic pleasure.
Her juices sloshed and sweetened
Making him swollen with need
Her heat causing him to grow
Her head snapped back and she tried to crawl away
He had stopped and lined up his rod to penetrate her
But he thought ahead and wrapped her
hair around his hand she could not run.
Ramming his rod into her
Past the cherry into the cervix he pushed
Thoroughly embedding his knot and
Filling her to oozing over with his cum
He could hear her scream and felt her
Involuntarily orgasming at least three times
It made him come again and for each of her
Filling her with spurt after spurt of hot cum
he would not pull out
she cried, trying to pull away and felt her cervix being pulled
The door quaked and rattled as
Metal men pushed it open with a bladed ram
And they glanced the scene over
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Leslie looked at them with hope in her eyes
Glazed over and puffy red cheeks seemed to pout
For help, begging to stop it all
they began to laugh!!! How spoiled she had been
spitting on guards and causing messes.
Now she was a mess and they would not clean
They pointed and smiled, a few became aroused
The wolfs tongue lowed out his mouth
Lazily dripping drool into her ass
He lifted one leg and turned round
Leaving her to enjoy his knot
It pulled and twisted banging her clit, she came
Right in front of the guards
She was embarrassed
Precariously stuck ass to ass with the big bad wolf
They, the guards, left, knowing the law and seeing only good.
And now she was his bitch. Breed and true.
She would eventually have his pups
And be mated with at his pleasure
Dripping cum, both hers and his
She laid her head on the ground
Drifting off in exhaustion
The guards slowly left and the door creaked closed
After an hour of sitting
A loud pop was heard and the floor was covered in
A white soup. She was loose and leaking
Standing up, he towed over his prize
His fluids leaking out, proud of his work
He leaned down to whisper softly into her ear
"That was just round one, my sweetness"
She knew then that more nights would follow
She was his property.