King Sebastian's Plaything: His Slave, His Obsession

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e urge to grab a dagger and cut that thing in between his legs spurs through me, but what if I don't

back in ecstasy. He seems to be enjoying the bitch on her knees,

t of her mouth, not minding that she's choking and about to throw up. Why should I e

en all over her face, while she keeps chuckling like it's all fun. For fuck's sake,

explainable expression on his face. His presence and everything about him disgust me. I feel like death is better than get

ly as he strokes his dick, and I

, I bet she has a deep frown on her face, or rather a jealous look. Wait! D

and I gulp down nothing nervously, as I swing my legs down the bed. You aren't expecting me to disobey him, right? I don't

ody. My boobs are standing firmly like they're seeking attention. Tears well up in my eyes, but I fight them ba

r roughly, and pulls me toward himself, slamming my body against his. T

apping me on the wall as he buries his face in my neck, teasing me there. Yes, I'm supposed to feel pleasure, but all I feel is pure disgust and hatred. Yo

for me... I'm doing a good job right here, and I need you to moan for me," He

rs into my dry pussy, and I bite my lips, trying to suppress the ye

ch!" He says for the second time, and I slowly clench my fist on the w

tending to be pleasured is fucking hard. Wait! How the hell are those people sleeping w

s as he forces another finger into me, making it three. He doesn't even give a damn if I'm hurting or not. How the

ce quivers as I force th

ing a good job?" He yells for the se

y voice breaks even though I want

ie?" He whispers in my ear,

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finger from me, and I release a sigh of relief. I glance over to Alice who's now sitting on the edge of the b

ver your face," He instructs me, and I freeze on the