i want my knight to pin me down in the training room, my face pushed into the sawdust as he straddles my back. he's got my arm pinned up behind my back, pulled to the point of pain, but i won't give in. i squirm and try to get purchase but all i do is grind my ass up against his bulge.
is that what you want, huh? he says, and he thrusts forward into my ass. lost a fight just to get at my cock?
i struggle beneath him, indignant with the shame of being outskilled and overpowered. but the feeling of his cock pushing against me, growing harder and more insistent, coils the shame deep in my belly, turns it into arousal
submit, he hisses, but i am his Prince, and i will not bear this humiliation. i kick a foot out, try to get a knee beneath me, but he is unrelenting as stone. i end up only spreading my legs for him, arching my back further into his cock
you could end this with a word, he says, and his gauntleted hand is at my nape, and his cock is frotting down between my thighs, and fuck, fuck, i can't think, can't get free, but i don't want him to stop, i want him to take me right here in the sawdust---














