The Conquerors Path

"I've got you now~" Austin growled possessively, gripping her plush ass cheeks in his large hands. He spread her wide, presenting her dripping core to him as he leaned back against the throne, his hard shaft jutting up invitingly. Lyssandra wrapped her arms around his neck, her manicured nails scratching at his scalp as she leaned in to capture his lips in a bruising kiss.

Their tongues tangled, battling for dominance as they ground their bodies together urgently. She broke away, her breath ragged with desire. "Take me, my treasure. Rough and raw. Show me what a real man's cock can do." She moaned, her eyes ablaze with lust. He needed no further encouragement, positioning her so that her wet pussy was centred on his engorged member.

With a growl of primal need, he slammed into her with unrelenting force. His hips pounded against her small frame, the sound of flesh on flesh filling the throne room. He held nothing back, his cock pumping in and out of her relentlessly. His thumbs dug into her sensitive flesh, teasing and pinching her tender buds as he thrust.

Lyssandra's nails raked down his back, leaving bloody paths in his skin. She arched her hips, meeting his every thrust with equal ferocity. Their moans and grunts filled the air, a counterpoint to the wet, slapping sound of their bodies colliding. "Yes, that's it, you my filthy treasure!~" She screeched, tossing her head back in ecstasy.

"Break me, ruin me! Pound me into submission!~"

Austin grunted in response, his hips snapping at a relentless pace. He could feel her getting tighter around him, her muscles clenching and fluttering as she neared her peak. "That's it, cum on my cock like the dirty cumslut you are. Scream for me!"

With a primal roar, she came, her body quaking and convulsing around him. Her legs wrapped tightly around his waist, her nails digging into his shoulders as her inner walls squeezed his cock with unrelenting force. "Oh, god, yes! I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" She screamed, her voice hoarse and ragged.

The feel of her wetness coating his shaft sent him over the edge. He growled, hips snapping one last time as he erupted inside her, his seed spurting deep into her womb. He groaned, his body shuddering as he emptied himself completely. Lyssandra collapsed against his chest, her breath coming in ragged pants. She could feel his warm release dripping out of her, coating her thighs. A satisfied smile played across her lips. She purred, peppering Austin's jaw with kisses.

...

"Are you ready for your reward, my dirty little treasure?" Lyssandra purred, her eyes alight with desire as she straddled Austin's lap on the throne meant to show her power. She ran her hands seductively down his muscular chest, tracing his abs with her fingertips. Austin couldn't tear his gaze away from the sight of her supple form, her curvy hips swaying sensually in time with her steps.

She settled herself astride him, her soft flesh pressing against his hardened shaft. He groaned in anticipation as she leaned forward, capturing his lips in a slow, lingering kiss. His hands found her plump, rounded ass cheeks, squeezing and massaging them lovingly. "So what do you want, my little treasure?" She asked teasingly, nipping at his lower lip.

"What does my naughty treasure beg for?" Austin ground his hips up against her, grinding his cock against her wet entrance. "More, my queen," he growled, his voice hoarse with need. "Give me more." She grinned wickedly at his plea, her eyes darkening with lust. She braced herself with one hand on his shoulder as she slowly sank down onto his thick length, taking him to the hilt.

They both groaned in pleasure, enjoying the sensation of being filled so completely. She began to move, lifting her hips and then dropping down again, riding him with slow, sensual movements. He matched her rhythm, thrusting up into her as she descended. "That's it, ride me just like that. You feel so good." He grunted, his hands kneading her ample ass cheeks as she bounced on his cock.

She threw her head back, arching her back, forcing him deeper inside her. "My treasure... " she moaned, her voice rife with desire. "I'm so close... I need you to do me... harder." He gripped her hips firmly, his nails digging into her soft flesh as he began to thrust up into her with renewed vigour.

The throne creaked and groaned beneath them, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room. Lyssandra rode him with wild abandon, her breasts bouncing with each movement, her nipples straining against Austin's chest. "Yes, go harder!" He obliged, his hips snapping up into hers with brutal force, the sound of their flesh slapping together echoing through the throne room.

"Take it, you filthy Queen." He growled, one hand moving to wrap around her throat, squeezing gently. "Take all of my cock like the desperate little sluty Queen you are." Lyssandra let out a choked moan, her eyes rolling back in pleasure as she leaned into his touch. Her inner walls clenched around him, milking his shaft with every thrust. "Yes! Choke me! Use me! I'm yours!~" She screamed, her fingers digging into his shoulders, leaving red marks in her wake. He could feel his orgasm building, his balls tightening as he neared his peak. "Cum for me, whore. Cum all over my cock." He commanded, his grip on her throat tightening ever so slightly. "Now!" With a scream of ecstasy, Lyssandra came undone, her body shaking and convulsing as her climax washed over her.

Unknown to her, a link of corruption was also being established, tainting her mind and body, letting those desires of wanting to dominate and to be dominated get out.

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"Oh, Austin, you're so bad," Lyssandra giggled, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "You know we shouldn't be doing this here. What if someone catches us?" She pressed herself against the door, her plump ass rubbing against the hardwood as she looked back at him with a seductive smile, the two of them knowing damn well they won't get caught.

Austin grinned, his eyes darkening with lust as he moved up behind her. He pushed her juicy ass up over her hips, exposing her round, juicy cheeks to his hungry gaze. "That's part of the fun, isn't it? The danger of getting caught makes it all the more exciting." He growled, giving her ass a hard slap.

She yelped in surprise and pleasure, her eyes widening as she bit her bottom lip. He buried his hands in her hair, pulling her head back against the wooden panelling. "You're mine, little slut. Mine to use and abuse however I please." With a wicked grin, he positioned himself at her entrance and plunged his cock deep inside her.

"Ah~ you're so tight," he groaned, gripping her hips tightly as he began to move. He set a rough, punishing pace, his hips slamming against her ass with each powerful thrust. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the air, mixed with Lyssandra's wanton moans and the servants' muffled footsteps outside the door. "Is this what you wanted, you filthy whore? To be fucked like a cheap slut in the middle of the palace?"

He snarled, punctuating each word with a particularly harsh thrust. "Does your king know what a dirty little cockslut you are?" She squealed, her body trembling as he took her rough and mercilessly. "No, no one must ever know..." she panted, her voice cracking with desire. "You're my dirty little treasure, aren't you? My forbidden fruit."

He growled, clawing at her tender flesh, leaving bloody marks in his wake.

"Ooh, yes, my beast! Make me yours!~"

"You like this, don't you, my little cheating slut?" Austin snarled, his fingers digging into her hips as he pounded into her relentlessly. "Being taken right here, right now, where anyone could walk in and see what a dirty whore you are." She moaned loudly, her hands fisting in the fabric of the door as she braced herself against his brutal thrusts.

"Yes, Austin, yes! Use me, ruin me!~" She begged, her voice hoarse with pleasure. "Make me forget all about my pathetic husband. Make me remember who I belong to.~" Austin reached around, gripping her throat tightly, choking off her cries as he picked up the pace.

"This is what you want, isn't it, you filthy whore? For me to claim you, to mark you as mine?~" He growled, squeezing harder as his eye beamed red, cutting off her air momentarily before releasing her just enough to let out a gasp. "Y-yes, oh god, yes!~" He could hear the servants' footsteps moving closer to the door, their muffled voices getting louder.

"Someone's coming," he murmured, pressing his lips to her ear.

"They might catch us any second." Lyssandra whimpered, her whole body trembling with fear and excitement.

"Please, Austin, I need it. I need you to fuck me harder. I need you to make me forget everything else~"

He grinned wickedly, his hand tightening around her throat. "You want me to fuck you in front of everyone? You want them to see what a dirty slut you are?~" She gasped, her mind going dizzy with lust and danger.

"Yes, yes, I do. Please, fuck me harder. Show them all what a filthy whore I am~" He smirked, picking up the pace once more. The footsteps were getting closer, the voices more distinct. But neither of them cared anymore. All that mattered was the feeling of his thick cock pounding into her, claiming her, marking her as his own.

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"Oh, god, I'm close," she moaned, her nails digging into the wood of the door as her body quaked with the force of her orgasm. "Austin, fuck me! Do me like you mean it!~" He complied eagerly, slamming into her with renewed intensity. With a roar of primal triumph, he released his hold on her throat and let himself go, his entire being focused on the exquisite sensation of claiming her, claiming her as his own.

His seed erupted deep inside her, painting the inside of her womb with his mark, declaring her his property. As his climax subsided, he reached around to cup her face, turning her toward him. He gazed at her with a possessive intensity that brooked no argument or objection. "You are mine," he said simply, his voice low and dangerous. "And I will never let you go." She nodded dumbly, unable to formulate a reply through the haze of pure bliss and satisfaction, her eyes now almost fully red,