The Emperor's Pleasure

[LitShark]

Djavan places his hands on the sides of your face, gripping the back of your head to brace you. Feeling your body tense below him Djavan repeats, “...just relax.” gently into your ear, allowing gravity to take over his hips, pushing his cock quickly through your hymen, all the way until the head touches your cervix.

With that thrust Djavan clutches you to his body in a comforting but firm embrace. He controls your reaction by holding you close against his body allowing your tight pussy time to adjust and stretch to accommodate his invading cock.

 

[Stranger34]

Tallon

Tallon lay in the bath, while the young girl finished her ministrations. At last, he had come to a decision. He would confront his sister right away, and not delay any longer. Battles, and wars, were rarely won by procratination, he knew, once you knew the lie of the land, and the nature of the enemy, any further reconnaisance was wasted time, if you could strike a blow. Tallon could not but help thinking of such matters in anything but military terms. His sister was not his enemy, at least not yet, but she was a thorn in his side, and he felt it was time to bring her to heel.

Stepping out of the bath, he took the proffered towel, drying himself from head to foot. Clean underclothes were produced, which he donned, and then pulled on his battle tunic, relic of many encounters. He did not waste time looking in any mirrors, vanity and personal appearance mattered nothing to him. To Tallon it was deeds, and reputatuion, which mattered, and not appearance, and in this respect he was very different to his sister. However, Farisis also had political skill, a diplomat's cunning and charm, and a way with words, and in that respect she was more than a match for him.

Still, he thought, as he stepped out of the bathing chambers, and headed towards her quarters, it was he that had the greater reputation, he who had the power, and, by the same token, the greater amount to lose. She would at least be in no doubt where she stood, when he had finished with her.

 

[Johnny Silvver]

Exhausted, lying in a fresh, sweaty, tangled heap, the young man began to doze, his passion spent. She was an amazing creature, the countess, she was just insatiable. They had been at each other all night, and now he really wanted to get some sleep......but there she was again, poking him with her toe.....she really was a hot little minx, maybe he'd get around to giving her a good spanking, one day. Only the fact that her brother was the fearsome Tallon, that was why he wouldn't dare.

Just the thrill of fucking Tallon's little sister.......that was scary enough. Scary, but also very, very exciting. Sighing inwardly, he began tracing little butterfly kisses down her tummy, over her flat belly and beautifully shaped belly-button, around to the tops of her thighs, teasing her, not giving into her demands that he lick her bare, wet sex. He was not stupid.....make her think it was too easy, and she would lose interest.......he kissed down, and down, almost as far as her knees, and then began the upward journey, langorously kissing, licking, taking his time, working up her inner thighs, tasting the juices that were already beginning to trickle, to ooze downwards, sliding his hands underneath her beautiful, heart-shaped ass, as at last his tongue made contact with her bare sex once more........

 

[impish_pixie]

Farsiris

Farsiris sighs as she feels his tongue’s first contact. She closes her eyes and draws a deep and heavy breath, an alabaster leg lifts a small foot to his shoulder and pushes him away.

“No, pet, it is time for you to leave.” She waves an elegant hand to the pile of rich fabrics that he once wore, “Dress, pet, and go.”

With a smile, she thinks it would be nice if she could remember his name but admits to herself that it is not important. After a final slow stretch, she crawls across the bed on her knees and reaches for the crimson pull that hangs at the head of the bed, gracing him with a final view of her beautiful heart-shaped bottom before he leaves. She gives the pull a hardy tug, and then another.

Farsiris is determined to make it to the auction today. It is rumored they will have men from the far north on the block. Wild men, with beards of gold and blue eyes, warriors as big as her brother will be for sale, maybe men even bigger than Tallon will be available, and she wants one. A giant gold pet on a golden chain, she smiles at thought of the lovely picture they will make, as she leads him around on his leash.

“The slaves will be drawing my bath now, I have much to do with what is left of the day, so, good bye.” A small smile touches her lips as she remebersthe pleasures he gives her, “If you must, send me a message, I will let you know if I am free.”

Having nothing more to say, she slides her naked body from the bed and walks into her private bath. With a sigh, she breathes in her favorite scents, cinnamon and orange blossom, a blend of the light and the earthy, much like Farsiris.

“Make sure he leaves, I don’t want him there when I come out.” She orders the slave but does not watch him go; her slaves always do her bidding.

She sits down at the side of the large soaking pool, it is a social pool that can easily hold a dozen bathers, but has, on several occasions, held twice that many. A blond-haired female slave combs the tangles from Farsiris’ mass of blazing red-gold hair while others prepare a bath of milk and honey for her. All of her slave are fair-skinned, blond beauties, but all of them pale when compared to their vibrant fiery-haired mistress.

“Ouch!” Farsiris yells as the slave tugs her hair. She swats her hand and the slave knowingly jumps back before her mistress can reach her. “Be more careful, Selna.” The countess says sullenly.

“Countess, your bath is ready.”

Her slaves hold her hands and lift her hair, as Farsiris gracefully slips into an orange blossom scented bath of milk and honey. She relaxes into the warmth of the tub; her eyes close as her slaves tend her hair, manicure her fingers and toes, and feed her lips little pieces of fresh fruit. The only sound is the water falling from a little fountain in the center of the pool.

 

[Mayu]

Rose didn't say anything she didn't move until he touched her and she arched her back, she didn't let out a sound she was way to afraid to, she nodded at the order he gave her and slowly stood up, looking at him she had no expression on her face. She took the garment, it was ugly as sin and she didn't want to wear it, but it was better then being naked, putting it on she bowed before him and left. She did as he demanded in the small room where she was to sleep, she fixed herself up so she seemed perfect at least hoped, morning had come and she was right on time, she knocked on the door, she heard him say come in and she did, she didn't know if she had to bow the way she had for him but she did, just in case, wanting to show she was obedient.

 

[emily123]

as Djavan pushes and tears my maidenhood i feel a stab of pain and cry out as the pain is overwhelming.
I move my hand down there and am terrified to see blood on my hand and thighs but Djavan slowly ushes his cock deeper and deeper and my now deflowered vagina grips to his cock tightlyto avoid further movement.
My entire body is in agony and pain

 

[Darkness Falls]

Phallar

Phallar stands at the window, and bathed in a splash of sunlight, his tall lean form seems to shimmer with an inner light. At the soft knock, his body stiffens slightly, and he calls “enter” in a low, yet easily heard voice.

As Rose enters the room, his gaze remains fixed upon a troop of solders as they train with sword and shield down below, and he makes no effort to turn and greet her. Instead, he continues to stare with unusual intensity, and the muscles of his jaw bunch as a hint of envy glitters in his ice blue eyes. Memories shiver across his consciousness; long, flowing blonde hair, wide emerald green eyes; the soft touch of warm, inviting lips; and the sickening thud of the axeman’s blade cleaving through tender flesh and bone.

Without turning to look, he snaps in a voice as hard and as cold as the blade which hangs uselessly upon a wall “Remove your garment, and kneel please Rose”

 

[Mayu]

She looked at him watching him, the silence was very strange she nodded and removed what she was wearing, exposing her bare flesh, making sure she smelt good but not over powering good she knelt down the right way.

 

[Darkness Falls]

Phallar

Phallar finally turns from the window, and his tall form plunges into a dark, menacing silhouette. He doesn’t move for a long moment; simply watches her kneeling form, and struggles to master the anger which writhes like cancer in the pit of his guts.

Finally, with slow deliberate steps, the former solder moves closer, and as before, he steps behind the woman. He gazes down with impassive blue eyes at her well rounded buttocks, and bending his tall form, he caresses the smooth freshly shaved flesh which surrounds the pouting lips of her sex. A soft perfume touches his nostrils, and he draws in deeply of the aroma, not knowing its origins, but enjoying its taste.

His finger moves to the rose petal lips, and glides along the soft, yielding rim, and despite himself, he feels the stirrings of desire within his corded breaches. With brutal coldness, he forces himself to ignore it, and his probing finger dips into the warm well of her sex. Feeling the growing wetness, he nods with satisfaction, and his finger now soaked with the woman’s own juices, glides upwards, and comes to a halt when it reaches the bud of her anus.

The coiled flesh quivers under his touch and contracts with involuntary protectiveness. The trainer, exerting considerable force, pushes on the slick and lubricated finger, and watches coldly as the long powerful digit enters the tight entrance, and disappears deep into her arse. Glancing up to see her reaction, and as though nothing were a miss, Phallar asks in calm voice “What is that perfume Rose?”

 

[LitShark]

as Djavan pushes and tears my maidenhood i feel a stab of pain and cry out as the pain is overwhelming.
I move my hand down there and am terrified to see blood on my hand and thighs but Djavan slowly ushes his cock deeper and deeper and my now deflowered vagina grips to his cock tightlyto avoid further movement.
My entire body is in agony and pain

Emily writhed and cried out as he deflowered her, there on the ground. He looked deep into her eyes, keeping his own eyes stern, but he could not hide the pity that was also evident behind his green orbs. Djavan showed no pity in his motions, however, pushing onward despite the tight clenching of her muscles. When he reached her cervix he stayed there, wanting to let her adjust to the size. To her this was rape, to him it was mercy. He wouldn’t dare send her as frightened and tight as she was now, the Emperor would surely tear her in half.

 

[emily123]

please have some mercy! i cry out it hurts like hell please take your thing out

 

[LitShark]

He places his index finger firmly over your lips, “Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” he whispers, holding his cock deep inside you, feeling your muscles slowly begin to relax.

 

[emily123]

As my muscles relax a bit you resume the pumping and the pain creeps up again and i bite my lips tightly and due to the bite a drop of blood trickles on my lips

 

[LitShark]

Djavan begins moving his hips in and out, slowly at first but rapidly gaining speed. He sees you grimace and bite your lip. The pain must have been intense, ‘but this was her new life,’ he reminded himself, he could not spoil her with mercy now. He pinches your taught nipples firmly as he fucks you, trying to distract you from one type of pain with another.

 

[emily123]

i was about to yell at you but realise as a slave i am not allowed to do so and i bite my lip once more but the pain in my vagina and the burning feeling there is too much for me to control!

 

[LitShark]

He grabs your ankle and lifts your leg up, fucking you more from the side now, hoping that a new angle might help you loosen up some. Emily's pussy was so tight it was almost painful for Djavan to have his large meat stuffed into such a small cavern.

 

[emily123]

please have some mercy on me please stop for some time atleast but as soon as she spoke it she knew she had better kept quite as Djavan slapped her hard and told her to shut up

 

[Mayu]

She had her eyes to the floor as she was afraid to move, but feeling his finger in her, she bite her lip afraid to moan in pleasure, afraid he would be angry if she made a sound, but the pleasure could be seen in her face, she stopped for a moment, breathing normally now as she heard what he asked, she looked up into his eyes, the look of fear seen in her face, she didn't want to anger him but he asked her a question and knew he wanted an answer.

"Lavender" She said softly, looking right back down.

 

[LitShark]

Emily cried out loudly for mercy which drove Djavan wild with rage. Another swift backhand silenced those screams. As his rage built, so too did the speed and intensity of his thrusts. “Have I not been merciful?!?!” He screams at her. “I have ONLY shown you mercy, breaking you in so slowly. I wanted to go easy on you, but no more!”

Djavan’s powerful arms scooped Emily up from the floor, keeping his long cock buried inside her tight pussy. He turns her over, bending her over the bed, his cock never leaving her tight hole, the twisting making Emily feel like he was ripping her insides out when he withdrew abruptly. Emily screamed into the mattress as he set siege to her body. He finally unleashed his unique blinding speed on her. His hips were pumping like a piston, his hand gripped a fistful of Emily’s hair and was yanking it aggressively for leverage, causing her face to bounce off the mattress repeatedly, in time with his strokes.

“Here is your mercy you fucking slut!” Djavan shouted as his body made her abruptly aware of why he was called “Djavan the Swift”.

 

[Stranger34]

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[Johnny Silvver]

Daniel

Reluctantly, the young man crept out of Farsiris's chambers, red-eyed and weary from lack of sleep, but altogether thoroughly pleased with himself. Now, all he had to do, was to get into a bath of his own.....a pity he couldn't have shared the Countess;s bath, he could think of several very amusing games they could have played, all naked in the huge tub together, but still.......a bath, a good meal, and then a chance to tell his friends everything that had happened. A warm feeling spread right through his body, when he imagined their envy, he had spent the night with Tallon's sister, the beautiful Countess Farsiris, and she had wanted him, BEGGED for his tongue, his hands, his cock.....SCREAMED in pleasure......

This feeling lasted no more a few moments, before his stomach turned to ice water.

Not twenty yards from Farsiris's door, and a massive figure suddenly rounded a bend in the corridor ahead of him, and was striding purposefully towards him.

Tallon!

There was no mistaking him......his size alone would have marked him out from any other man in the palace, and that was without the shock of extreme blond, almost white hair, that topped his huge head. The young man looked around fearfully, instinctively.......surely Tallon would know where he had been, what he had been doing, and then he was a dead man. Why else would he be here......his legs began to shake, though somewhow they continued moving, his brain seized up completely, all the practised honey of his speech had disappeared, there was just blind panic as he struggled to think of a reason why he should be here, in the hallway outside Tallon;s sister's chambers........

And then Tallon had passed him by, with no more than a fierce glower, as he continued on towards his sister's chambers. The young man almost fainted with relief....whatever Tallon wanted, at least it was not him - at least not yet. At this last thought, he began to run, as fast as he could, away from the place where he had spent the night.

 

[Stranger34]

Tallon

Tallon strode towards his siter's chambers in a determined mood. This time, he would not be distracted from telling Farsiris exactly what he thought of her behaviour. She would certainly understand how he was feeling, and would agree to modify her behaviour.
As he rounded the corner leading to her chambers, he saw a young man coming towards him, a handsome, louche young man, that he immediately recognised as being some noble's son, a dandy, a pretty boy, and his face grimaced in disgust. Exactly the sort of plaything that would appeal to his sister. The boy was clearly terrified at the sight of him, and Tallon took a grim pleasure in this. At least he would not be sniffing around his sister for a while.

He reached her chamber at last, and raising his enormous fist, crashed it against the door, so that it shook.

"Farsiris? I know you're inside. Open the door!"

 

[impish_pixie]

Farsiris

One of his sister’s lovely blond slaves pulled the heavy door open; Besan was her name. Besan, a little older and smarter than most of the others, had been with Farsiris the longest and knew her brother’s temper well enough to pull the wide and move out of his way before making her bow.

“Lord Tallon, the Countess is at her bath." After her initial glance to his face, she kept her eyes downcast, "I will inform my Lady of your arrival and send a slave to serve you while you wait.”

She bowed once more and as she left the room, Besan kept her smile to herself. She had been subtle, perhaps too subtle but stirring the hornet’s nest for her mistress was an entertaining, though dangerous, pastime and she did not want to get caught.

 

[Darkness Falls]

Phallar

Phallar, his finger warmed by the soft yielding flesh, arches a blond eyebrow with surprise, and his sculptured lips purse with thought. No shock? no pain? Not many girls this young would relish a finger jammed up their arse.

A hint of suspiscion creeps into his ice blue eyes as he sees the evident pleasure upon her lovely visage, and withdrawing his digit, he adds another. With a quick thrust, he plunges them both deeply into the tight confines of her anus, and his voice is deceptively low and calm as he speaks “You have had experience with men it seems?”

 

[Mayu]

She shook her head "No I haven't, I used to..." She looked down "I used to
touch myself, you will see that ive not been broken in, but im used to pain" She hoped he wouldn't hurt her for speaking. She was silent right after that,
Hoping he would believe her because she was telling the truth.