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The waves were continuous now, no longer crashing within me, but building, building; a torrent of euphoria and pain, so sweet, so asian horribly japanese sweet! It coursed through me, electrifying every nerve and neuron, sending me shrieking into insanity. My eyes widened, my knuckles cracked, my ass shot backward, and I buried his cock deep, deep within my filth. With a soundless gasp, I finally came. I pitched forward, pressing against the bedframe, my open mouth breathing against one brass bar, by tongue licking it. Father shook behind me, and with a final cathartic roar, he emptied himself into my bowels. His breath was on the back of my neck, lending air to the hair that plastered my scalp. He withdrew from me, and I felt a draft where I’d been left gaping. Such was my ruination, and such was my satisfaction. I fell to my knees, my legs sapped of strength, and I opened my mouth to worship at the altar of Father. I did it without thinking, and only came to the realization when I tasted the concoction of his cum and my anal tang. In my depraved mindset, it was delicious. I swallowed it and looked up at him thankfully, my lips parted and smiling, my hooped earrings dangling from my pointed ears. Father caressed my cheek. “What have you learned, Leveria?” he asked. “That I like it in the ass.” I giggled. “The lesson, Leveria,” Father smiled down at me, “is that power comes only to those who are patient. And you my dear, are very impatient.” “Can you teach me another lesson tomorrow?” I asked eagerly. “Every night, Leveria.” Father smiled. I had him completely wrapped around my finger now. Over the next few years, my father taught me all knew of statecraft. As my teen years came to a close, I began to worry that my impurity would lower my marital options. Father assured me that being the heir to the throne would surmount all other factors, including the elven custom of a virgin bride. My story would be simple: I was drunk, young and foolish. Father and I had meticulously planned which match would best suit my political needs. The Noble Court consisted of ten great houses, each with legitimate blood ties to the throne: Ternias, Feltian, Xantian, Jonias, Feractian, Huntiata, Straltaira, Droughtius, Shordian and of course, Tiadoa. Since I already had Ternias blood in my veins by grace of my mother, we decided on Lord Eric Shordian, whose family was the sixth-richest of the lot, but had deep ties to the military, thereby ensuring the loyalty of the armed forces, and more importantly, preventing any chance of one of the other houses organizing a military coup. Oh, Eric was a good enough man; he was handsome and stupid, and his cock stood up straight when I needed it, but even he knew he was but a tool. Even so, he was useful one, for Eric was friendly and compassionate, and lent a congenial touch to our pairing that I could not bring myself. He was more than content with being the host of our royal parties while I played my power games in smoky back rooms. It was a loveless marriage, but a good one, though it hardly started out that way. For on my wedding day, the straps of my dress snapped, and the garment fell from my body, exposing my near-nakedness to the kingdom. It was embarrassing, but the lessons my father taught me allowed me to escape the awkward situation with dignity and grace. I suspected Yavara had sabotaged my straps, but I didn’t have the proof to bring it forward. So, I let it fester on my mountain of hatred, and I bided my time. For Father had taught me patience. Over the years, I laid down a foundation of alliances. I met with the right people, I made the right contacts, and I wove a web of resources from which I could draw from. ~CHAPTER 6~ He even had a British-sounding accent to his voice. But even after the marriage the strong woman retained the reins of her company leaving her husband in the role of a simple employee. “Just so long as one of you rides my cock.” “Oh, I see now! His right hand held Abrielle onto his cock by the leash. This isn’t an average day!” He thought back to the first time he took what he wanted from her and enjoyed it very much. "God damn Josh you're fucking huge, I need that japanese cock now" I bent over with my asian ass in the air as I took Josh into my mouth. Many were without weapons. "What on earth are you talking about, Lisa?" “Mmm, that's nice, Tammy.” She kissed me then on the lips and smiled up at me. “I love how hard you are for me. Can I have a taste too, like Febe just did? Long black tights. I need to learn this about life, so please, show me what I don't know?” I stopped and pulled out. He spit drink all over his legs. And now Talia, Vanessa's older sister, had joined the fun. “Now, THAT, my dear, was a nice cum!” Kara announced proudly. Dominion refused to give her that, easing and tightening his grip on her throat sporadically. I dug my claws into his flesh. Stage lights illuminated the back of the auditorium. I like it.” Her defiance echoed through the bathroom. Few week later... Her face a mask of indifference. Then I looked up at her and thought...what the hell...