#king steven

[simonjordison]

[autumnrose40]

My Lord

“I want to inspect you fully, strip, so I can get a good look at what is mine.”

You blink as his voice washes over you from behind. You have yet to turn around and look at him, but you know by the sounds of cloth being removed he can’t have much on if anything at all by this point.

With trembling fingers you pull on the ties to your nightgown, letting it fall down your bare body and pool at your feet. You tremble as his rough sword callused hands cup your shoulders from behind, the warmth of his naked body pressing into yours.

His fingers move some of your hair out of the way, so his lips can press to your neck softly. It’s easy to feel how aroused he is, his manhood presses into your behind as his hands slowly trail down your arms, then your sides, your back, he moves them back up to cup your chest, your stomach, anything he can get his hands on.

The breeze that blows in from the open windows feels good on your heated skin as he bodily presses you forward until he has you bent over the balcony high above everyone else, “You see this kingdom? It’s yours now, just like it is mine, just as you....are mine.” He whispers roughly, grinding into you from behind.

“My lord...please...I.”

One of his hands comes from behind and wraps around your throat, a warning, a sign of dominance, “Shhhh, they picked someone worthy of being on my arm, someone....pretty...submissive.”

He trails his nose along your neck, grinding into you all the while, never stopping, “You will please your king and in turn I will please you, is this understood?”

His voice is nearly growled into your ear as his free hand grabs at any flesh he pleases, you nod your head quickly, “Yes...my lord.” You get out before he grips a bit tighter, in a different way, enough to keep you in place, but not cut off your air fully.

“Good.”