no, have mercy” Lady Florkner begs. Servant three kneels before my cum covered lady and gently begins to have his way with her. I can hear the sloppy sounds now, she is wet from the multiple assaults and her pussy is coping and adapting.
This servant takes his time and is much calmer. He reaches around and grabs the gently swaying tit while pushing his cock deeper. My wife grunts as his length pushes against her cervix.
Slow and steady he slides in and out until he pulls out and covers my wife with his sperm. Smearing the droplets around with his cock, like he is creating a painting over my wife’s back and ass. Standing up and tying his pants, he too moves back toward his door.
“Lady Florkner, remove your clothing and stand before your queen.” Witkens states. My wife rises stiffly and quickly but shyly removes her clothes.
The queen pulls her own dress up around her waist and sits back in her chair, with her legs spread widely. “Eat me Lady Florkner”, she yells. Her voice echoing around the room, causing everyone to be startled and jump.
“I can’t my queen, I am not learned in….” Margie begins to say, only to be cut off by Queen Witkens. “I said, eat me!
” Our queen screams.
My wife softly speaks, “My queen, I cannot do as you request, it is against my….
“Silence then!
” Witkens hisses.
Nodding to the first servant and pointing, she signals him. He leaves the room for a few moments with the door open.
Four guards enter the room while pushing a heavy wooden piece of furniture. It is placed in the center of the room and the doors are closed again. Two of the guards grab my wife and carry her to the wooden structure.
She is placed on all fours. Her head and hands tied to the bench in a downward position. Her thighs are spread wider and then tied to the back part of the bench with her ankles also bound.
Her ass is up and her head is down. She is close to me and I see her puffy pussy lips. Red and angered from the fuckings before.
The drying cum spread over her back.
My attention is pulled from my wife being bound to the bench to the servant who is bringing the queen a large cock shaped piece of polished wood and a leather flogger that I have seen used on ships before. “Lord Florkner, please come up beside me”, the queen commands.
A guard moves beside me and follows me up to the queens throne. “Turn her so I can see her face,” Queen Witkens says. The other three guards turn the big wooden bench to where my queen can see my wife face.
“Take this whip and use it on our dear Lady Florkner until I tell you she has had enough.” Queen Witkens smiling instructs me.
“I cannot beat her my queen, has she not suffered enough humiliation?
” I foolishly spout.
Before I can say or do anything, the guard punches me in the stomach, causing me to double over in pain. Another guard takes the wooden cock from the queen and pushes it into my wife’s pussy a few times.
She screams at the onslaught and then with it coated in her juices it is brought back to the queen. The guard pushes me down, my hands touching my toes and my pants are pulled down to my ankles. He pulls my ass cheeks open and the queen while giggling inserts the polished and slick cock forcefully into my ass.
I hear my wife crying but cannot acknowledge anything more than the fire in my ass. It burns and I let out a guttural bellow. The guard pulls me back up to my feet and I feel the object deep in me.
The queen hands me the leather flogger and the guard pulls me back down the steps and makes me stand at my wife’s side.
Another guard has moved behind my wife and with his pants down to his ankles, he grabs the wooden handles that come up from the bench (creating more leverage for him). He stabs his cock into her abused cunt and bottoms out.
My queen clears her throat and calls my name “Lord Florkner, your wife is to be forcibly and fiercely fucked by four of my most trusted guards. In between these fuckings, you will flog her harshly 12 times. If you do not, my guards will fuck you and flog you instead, and I will bring in four others to do her the same.
Do you understand?”
Lowering my eyes and head I shamefully utter “Yes, my queen.”
With that, the guard that is already inside my wife begins his onslaught.
He holds nothing back and fucks her as one of the servant concubines. It appears my Lady almost passes out from it all, but she just hisses and moans, grunts and groans. His fury is released after six or seven minutes as he buries himself as deep as he can into her womb.
Pulling out, his semen drips from between her lips and he nods at me to begin the whipping. I awkwardly walk behind her, feeling the wooden cock in my ass. I draw the flogger back and bring it down over my wife’s ass.
She howls at the impact and the guard calls out “one”. I draw back again and bring it down, crack is the noise and again my wife howls. The guard calls “two”.
Again and again the flogger is brought down until finally with the welts rising sharply the guard calls “12 my queen.”
The second guard steps up and begins to annihilate Lady Florkner’s pussy. He grabs the grab handles also for leverage and forces himself into her over and over.
With one hand he brings it down over my wife’s ass and she cry out. I see the red handprint on her cheek. His carnage continues far longer than the first guard and my wife begins to sob uncontrollably again.
Harder and harder he fucks, until without warning he slams so hard that the bench is pushed a few inches over the floor and being the most vocal in the room he bellows a guttural holler as he also pushes his seed deep into my wife’s abused hole. Pulling out, large white chunks of semen dribble onto the bench that Lady Florkner is still tied to. Smiling he nods for me to begin beating her again.
My eyes tear up as I bring the flogger down over my battered wife. The guard calls out the numbers as I blur it all together. Finally, I hear 12 and step back.
Guard three steps up and my wife does not even flinch this time. She is too weak and tired to care anymore. He lines up and pushes his stiff rod into her and begins to have his turn.
Looking to the queen who appears to really be enjoying the show, he says ‘My Queen, this thing before me is loose and no better than the whores we use in the barracks. Would it be okay if I play in the other hole?” The queen, leaning a bit forward smiles and responds “Of course, enjoy!
”
With that, he pushes in and out a few more times and then spitting a big wad over my wife’s ass, he pushes his bulbous head at her back door. She realizes about this time what is happening and begins to fight the ropes binding her down. He pushes until with a plop from her ass and a cry from her throat, his cock sinks into her bowls.
The queen giggles as the guard sighs in relief. “This is a much tighter fit! Almost like it has never been used before.
” He says jokingly. His thick shaft slides in and out as I watch her try to loosen up more. Pushing deeper each time, he begins to pick up the pace and my wife begins to cry out again.
Again, and again, he sinks all the way in. After what seemed like hours, he puts on a grimace and grunts in pleasure. For some reason, he leaves his cock in until he turns soft and gets pushed out by the muscle.