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He shot her a little glare looking briefly over the bare tanned curves of the dark queen, impressive in their proportions, but he found it hard to be defiant as, with his cheeks flushed, he rode her cock like the woman she’d taught him to be, bouncing his ass down against her, the clapping noise echoing throughout the room like music to the reclining Ariela. Resting his small delicate hands on her shoulders he lifted and lowered himself with no small measure of experience, feeling every inch of her huge cock as it sank into the yielding softness of his ass, well trained now in the art of taking her python. For her part Ariela simply watched, admiring the way his long strawberry blonde hair shifted with each movement of his lithe feminine body, his fair skin flushed with the colour as he took her into his deliciously tight hole, almost keenly. “You know…” She started, grinning, unable to help herself, as pleasure rolled up and down her spine, “Any hope of your escape is dashed.” Belind looked up at her, beautiful blue eyes studying her, cautious, curious, “A-ah… Cadance… Skye?” “Soon,” Ariela said with a subtle certainty, her hands moving to his hips, fingers enjoying the warm softness of his body while making sure he kept moving, pleasuring her throbbing shaft as she revelled in the secure comfort of her victory, “We’re planning a little outing… Your big debut, at least that’s what we’re telling all the people…” “Mm…” he whimpered softly then gasped, arching his back a little as the sensations her pulsing cock fetish brought him travelled up his spine, “Ah, a trap?” “Mmmhm…” Ariela gloated, grinning broad, “Guards will line the route, but in one area, quite a poor area, the guards will be light, the area packed and difficult to spot someone. We’re giving your would be rescuers one time and one place. They’ll make the move… They'll have to if they want any chance to rescue you.” “And… And in the carriage?” He bit his lip, anticipating her response. “Me. And I won't be pleased to see them.” She said gleefully. W-why… Why are you telling me this?” He asked, cheeks flushed as he continued to lift and lower himself, dutifully stroking her cock with his tight but bubbly butt. “Because, my sweet, blonde precious little gem, my Inquisitor has questioned every last person in this Palace. And I know with absolute certainty now that you can’t warn your friends. No, you’ll be forced to sit here, knowing that I'm out there, that when I return it’ll be with this Skye and Cadance on the end of a chain, if I'm feeling especially merciful,” she smirked. Making him realise the true nature of how royally fucked he was, while royally fucking him was so gratifying, having him pleasure her willingly, even as she dashed any vestigial hopes of rescue was a delight she knew would come infrequently, if ever again. “No comeback? No defiant response?” She chuckled darkly as she moved her hips slowly, matching his pace and feeling the pleasure surrounding her cock warm her to her soul. He looked lingerie down, avoiding her gaze and she chuckled, living for the defeat of her sweet little lover, “Good boy. Now, make me cum like the slut you are.” He looked up at her and she found his expression a curious mix of emotions, his lips parted slightly, his eyes half-lidded, unreadable. But she pussy didn’t care what he was thinking or feeling, all that mattered was her pleasure. Obediently he arched his back slightly and picked up his pace, gasping and panting softly as he bounced on her cock, Fucking her balls slapping against his cheeks as her cock, slick with lube and pre, slid easily in and out of his well-fitting hole, his hands moving down slightly to squeeze her full breasts, pressing them tighter to her chest, the softness bulging slightly between his splayed fingers. She kept her gaze on him as his small frame moved with a more skilled rhythm, he was getting good, she knew, and she couldn’t wait to feel how much better he would be in another week, another month, another year... She squeezed his hips possessively, he was hers, without help and alone in the world, nothing in his life to comfort him, save for her and her cock. “God you feel so good you fucking slut, come on, faster,” she urged, arching her back, pressing her heavy breasts up into his hands, “faster!” Tilting his head back and closing his eyes Belind complied, his whimpering gasps coming out faster and higher pitched as, with the help of her grasping hands he slammed his ass down time and time again onto her cock, feeling the thickness throb and pulse deep within him, stretching his little ring, the shaft hardening to become like steel as her grip tightened. He recognised in an instant her throaty growl and gasps of pleasure, the cock pulsing deep within him and knowing his part he didn’t slow, continuing his fast-paced session as a suite of familiar sensations flooded him as she began to drain her heavy nuts into the warm welcoming embrace of his ass. What, are you tapping all of them to get a little piece of their state checks?” He asked, laughing as he took a few steps toward me. “Well, I know that either you’re not lying or you and Nicole are putting on a very elaborate act.” she answered. “No way is this fight over!” “Well that was cool.” One of the guys said as Kate started to get control back. It brought back memories of he and Tammy dry fucking when she was on her period. “No it’s not. “Satisfactory.” She said, Fucking joking. The black-haired lamia rolled to her feet. I saw that Diego, sitting in the reading chair, had pulled down his pants and had a hand on his curvy penis which was hard again. That end wouldn't have been fetish very good at all. And I haven’t done anything to deserve it either. My cream ran down my thighs. Hope looked over lingerie at her and smiling, she said, “Yea,” and pussy squeezing my blonde hand slightly, she suggested a place close by. "HOW ABOUT DROPPING THOSE SHORTS?" asked one guy. “I want to watch her pee again.” I told Glenda. She just lay there breathing heavily with her eyes closed.