Don’t resist it, Ella, and you won’t be harmed. But if you try it, I guarantee you’ll be scarred for life. Spenser came off as unrefined and unadorned. “Cloak yourself in the bed”
Slowly she rolled over on the bed, still clutching her discarded panties.
When the King looked at her, she knew it would be a mistake to meet his gaze. Amidst the cushions, she cried.
For a few seconds, she was unable to process anything, but then she heard a rustle in the background and her belt being unbuckled.
Surely that was the king disrobing. As her blood and hands became cold, she knew something was wrong.
And then she felt a massive force pressing down on her from behind. He who is King!
After Spenser climbed on top of her, he tore off the remaining fabric of her dress, revealing her skin and undergarments.
She had small, pointy buttocks, and her vàgina was visible despite being well covered. Undeniably, she was as pure as a rose. With his erection fully functional, he positioned himself such that his dick was pointing directly into the opening.
When Ella felt the large head press against her vaginal entrance, she became startled.
For a few seconds, Spenser poked at the hole, hoping to moisten it out and make it ready for penetration.
It carried on with the procedure, and Ella felt a feeling beginning to build up inside of her. Like, what was he up to?
Finally, he pushed the phallus’s head in, and she widened her eyes in disbelief. O”Argh!!” She screamed and attempted to get away, but she was stuck.
Why was he treating her like that? Where did all that food go? Spenser slowly pushed it in, relishing the sensation of being enclosed in a warm embrace. It had been a while since he’d had such a close, satisfying taste of another human being. He barged in nonetheless because he couldn’t bear to think about the fact that she may scream or resist. As a result of his overwhelming possession, she was paralyzed.
As he entered her warm, tight sheath, he experienced epoliveeral thrills he hadn’t felt in a long time. He wanted to sink his whole being into her, but he realized it wasn’t possible.
, since she couldn’t possibly make it back to her room if he injured her.
It was still extremely risky due to how close she was to him.
Ella cried out, “Oh…. Please,” as she hid her face in the sheets. She winced as the painfully tight opening in her body was jarred wide. And Spenser certainly wasn’t the mild-mannered sort. A minimum of effort was being made on his part, nevertheless.
He backed out to the very end, and then dove back in, this time across a much larger and friendlier chasm. Now he was pushing in and out, repeatedly pulling back and going in.
Experiencing this made him feel like he was about to have an explosion.
Hearing his heavy breathing as he went in and out of her, Ella realized she had fully surrendered to the King. Oh….
More tears fell from her eyes as the back and forth motion shattered her sobbing.
As King Spenser plunged farther and further into her, he began to feel a rising ache in his chest. Even though he understands that a first date shouldn’t go too long, he’s having a hard time letting go of this lady.
Beastly moans came out of his lips as he tightened his grasp over her head.
At the peak, he clinched his teeth slightly as he finally let go completely inside of her and withdrew.
“Argh…” By the time Ella realized the hard organ was being yanked out of her, she’d let out a sigh of relief. It’s finished! It’s over with.
As Spenser picked up his clothing from the floor and put them on, he experienced a surge of heat and a growl in his body. It was unlike anything he’s ever experienced. The suffocating closeness and slippery smoothness…
He said coldly, “Go to youe room,” and then he went into his toilet.
The tears were still visible on Ella’s face as she dragged herself out of bed and picked up her clothing off the floor. Her genitalia were searing with agony and heat.
In the end, she just picked up the pieces of her ripped panties from the floor, kept them to herself, and left the room.
She didn’t want to draw unnecessary attention from the guards, so she refrained from jumping about or pretending her legs hurt, but she still felt very resentful. This was too much for her to take, and she completely lost it. And it hurt as much as she had dreaded it would. She walked to her room sniffling and collapsed on her bed when she got there.
After waiting for a whole hour.
King Spenser was also there, perusing his books by lamplight as is his wont.
This time, though, he felt really uneasy.
The man shifted uneasily in his chair and attempted to focus, but nothing was coming together.
The hunger was terrible. No one has ever made him feel that way before.
A moan from his lips as he got to his feet and he proceeded to the entrance, where his guards were waiting.
They addressed him as “My King..” and faced him, bowing in anticipation of his directions.
Instruct a housekeeper to bring me a snack. King Spenser gave orders before leaving the chamber and locking the door behind him.
He was in such a state that he could no longer sit and instead walked about the room, hands on his back.
Who knows what’s going on with him.
He’s always hungry, but this level of hunger has never been so out of his control. It was a very heated, very crazy sensation.
Before he heard a knock on the door, he continued to pace the room and stare out the window.
After saying, “Come in,” the door quickly opened and a maid entered, carrying a tray.
She bowed and said, “Greetings, My King.”