Claiming My King
Tonight, I am not your submissive Princess. Tonight, I will follow in the footsteps of all powerful women before me and render you unconscious with a specially designed elixir.
After, the first order of business is to gag your delicious mouth. To clasp that ball gag around your jaw, even as I kiss your unconscious lips.
Then I’d take you to our bed – that bed we’ve slept in, made love in, where you made me submit to you in – and I’d attach the bindings to your wrists and ankles, keeping you open and spread for me to admire and touch however, wherever, and whenever I desire.
Just….as you’ve done to me.
And I would – touch you. In all the ways that make your eyes roll back and you give me small moans of pleasure. Id admire you, and your eyes simultaneously beg and demand I touch and pleasure you.
I’d bring you to the edge…then leave you. Only returning when *I* am ready.
Yes, your eyes hold a dangerous fire, and yet they glaze over as I touch you again. Perhaps now, I’ll just barely drag my fingertips over your chest, causing you to shiver and your nipples to perk up even more. Maybe my fingers will find those adorable nips and gently play with them, as I cuddle up to your side and begin to kiss your jaw, then down your neck as your head is laid back in pleasure. I take great pleasure seeing your so helpless, offering me your most vulnerable parts – your throat and your cock…
Perhaps my teeth may nip at your neck, just enough but not to really hurt. My fingers are rubbing your chest again, as my lips kiss their way down to suckle tenderly on those pert nipples of yours…first one, then the other…
Is it uncomfortable for you, my king? For me to play so much with them? My feminist side flares up in this one regard – if you can play with mine and I am expected to enjoy it, then I can play with yours with that same expectation.
With a final suckle and a kiss above your heart, and I turn from you. My body shifts, my back and ass are to you now. You can feel my hands and lips continuing to ravage your body, stopping at your belly button, which I slip my tongue into lightly, giggling as you flinch then settle.
My hands are now at that part of you that makes me happiest – the curve of your hips. Oh, such strong hips! I move again from your side, now down til I am between your legs. How I place myself, only a princess would do – I am rubbing your hips, but I am kneeling, leaning slightly forward so your cock rests against my stomach with its tip between my tits.
I stay this way, smiling in fascination as your dick responds to the touch of my breasts. Soon enough, I press my breasts together around your dick, and shift my body to slide them up and down the shaft.
I stop briefly, feeling a wetness there – the precum leaking and squeezed out. I lean my head down, and lightly taste your nectar. Your entire body seems to seize for a moment when my tongue lapped your slit, the sounds coming from behind your gag are heavenly to me…
Here you are, my king, caught in a snare, held in thrall of your Princess. You keep telling her, and have now commanded her to repeat daily, that she is your beautiful Princess. But…who are you? To whom do you belong? Do you understand the weight of the words you make her say? Can *you* bear their weight?
My eyes hold yours, as I continue to hold your dick captive in my breasts, swirling my tongue around the head…
You are my king… Do you feel the weight of those words settle into your chest? What does it mean to be my king? Do you know? Do I as your Princess? I chose you, over all others, to be my king. Now, I will claim what is mine. It has been that you have given me drink of your seed, made me to swallow it, and I have done as asked, as a submissive Princess should. Tonight, however, I will take your seed. I will draw it from you, make you give it to me, and swallow the seed of my king, claiming it and him as mine.
With that, I release your dick from my breasts only to capture it again with my mouth. My warm breath and hot tongue lavishing your cock with need and desire. Slowly at first, sliding you in… and…out… My hands stroking where I cannot yet reach and fondling your beautiful balls. I can feel your body writhing, moving in time with my sucking. Even bound, you’re trying to take back some control…
Your cock throbs and pulses in my mouth, under my tongue’s lashing. Your moans become louder; the primal growls interspersed with higher-pitched whines of need. I look up at your face – your eyes are rolling back then closing as your hips continue to bounce and roll, your body’s was of demanding more…
And so, I vow to give it more. I pull away from you completely, leaving you heaving and confused. I release one ankle and bring your knee up, forcing it to bend, making you feel awkward. But I have a reason…
Now, with your hip twisted up, and your leg raised and bent, I put a hand again to your cock, but my mouth descends upon your ass. First, a couple of licks to your balls, then I proceed back, the other hand spreading your ass cheeks apart. Eventually, my tongue finds it – that little button, the back door. I breathe heavily on it, then lick it tenderly.
One hand stroking your cock, the other allowing me access to your deepest part…
You *lick* are *lick* my *lick* king *lick*…
Every piece of you – from your hair to your nose to your hands to those perky nipples to your magnificent hips to your feet to your cock and even here, to your ass. You… are MY king…
I will stop licking you to suck on a finger, saturating it with my saliva then pushing it gently into your button, successfully invading you in a way similar to your invasions of me. My finger now pumping in your ass, my mouth returns to your cock, again taking you as deeply as I can, my other hand pulling on your balls…
Yes, my king. Mine. All of you is mine. But…you are withholding something from me, hiding it deep within you. Give it to me. Give it to me, that you may truly be mine, bound to me by love and by force.
My tongue runs over your shaft, one hand squeezing your balls, the other invading your ass. No other sounds but the glorious moans of the bound…
My mouth is insistent, sucking and pulling you closer. My finger’s invasion penetrates deeper, pushing you closer.
Cum for me, my king…
I purr as I take in your seed, holding it for a moment before swallowing and thus completing the night’s ritual. Yes, you are truly my king, by love and by force. I have chosen you and claimed you and you are bound to me.
I clean your cum off your cock and with a final tug on your balls, I also withdraw my finger from your ass. Allowing you to drop your leg, I untie the other, kissing the top of your foot and up to where the binding marked your ankle. Purposefully, I move again to your hips and kiss the belt line from hip to hip. Retracing back to your belly button, I kiss the trail up your body, deviating once to nibble and kiss each nipple before continuing on. Finally, I make it over your heaving and trembling chest, kissing up your throat once more.
One last set of bindings holds you back until I can again be cuddled against you. I release one of your wrists, letting it fall on the silky fabric of the pillowcases. Leaning over your face, my tummy brushing against your chin, I release the other, feeling you attempt to pull your tired arms down towards our bodies. I lay back down at your side positively drunk on my victory, watching you struggle to stay awake. Your eyes are droopy, your breath is ragged. You turn your face to mine….
Yes, my king…
I say as I release your gag.
A kiss on your lips for love. A kiss on your nose for a smile. A kiss on your forehead to draw you into my chest, allowing you to fall asleep using my breasts as your pillows…
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