The Taste of Chocolate (Orys x Chataya) (Patreon)

Orys was in his chambers, waiting for his company to arrive. For the past few months, he had been sampling various maids and Highborn woman of Westeros, but now he wanted to butcher the one whore who took his virginity. The one he would use as his cumdump tonight. He didn’t have to wait long since the door soon opened and in walked a gorgeous, dark-skinned woman.

“Your grace, it’s been a long time.” The sexy madam greeted him in her throaty, deep voice, looking him up and down and clearly liking what she was seeing. “It’s an honor and privilege to have you patronize us again. To be honest, I was beginning to fear that we might have lost your favor as it has been quite a while since your last visit.”

“Ah, Chataya. I have been expecting you. But these past few months I have been busy, my lovely whore. A king needs to know his subjects after all, and highborn ladies are my subjects as well, are they not?” Orys said, as he drank his wine while he looked at the two in front of him.

What a beauty Chataya was, unusually tall and lithesome, both chin and forehead sloping sharply away from a thin curved nose and wide heavy lips, with great almond-shaped devil's eyes which looked mischievous and slutty at the same time, in that delicate face. Tall, but everything about her was fine and fragile, from the high cheekbones and thin black hair bound tight behind her head to the slender ankles.

A pair of long legs and magnificent breasts to go with it, and his eye in particular fell on to the fine black satin thigh thrust out. She’d dressed for the occasion, a tightly laced corset that pressed her mounds all the way up to her chin, a broad collar with a small circle in between, something he had given her the last time she was in his bed. After all he was a good master.

“My, my how scandalous!” Chataya gasped, but before she could speak further, Orys swept her up in his arms. He wasn’t in the mood for idle talk tonight. Soon, he forced his tongue down her throat, his hands pawing aggressively at her huge ass. Chataya realized her King’s intentions and let herself lose, deepening the kiss, her arms locked around him while she pressed herself firmly against him as she kissed him like a wet dog.

He soon let her out for air, but before she could compliment her king how good the kiss was, she was thrown on the bed, face down ass up. Her dress was hiked up, her wet slit visible to him as she leaked rivers down her juicy thighs.

“I’m not in the mood for any warm-up now. Get ready slut,” Orys spoke up, as he freed his cock from his tunic and pulled back Chataya’s hair, making her arch her back, before giving her ass a tight slap, marking her ass with his handprint. He soon rammed his rod inside her, making her yelp and mewl from the pleasure as well as pain that his meat was making her feel.

Almost immediately she starts pushing her ass backwards in time with my thrusts, moaning lewdly as she does. He reached forward and began harshly pulling her back using the collar she wore around her neck, forcing her face from it's position on the bed.

As he did that, her moans become unmuffled, growing in volume and intensity as Orys took her surprisingly tight pussy hard and fast, spanking her bubble butt with his free hand, using a bit of magic to increase the force behind his blows, turning her ass red as he smacked it over and over again.

"Harder, my king! Make it so I won't be able to sit for weeks!" she yells as he fucked her, she is one kinky bitch.

Smirking he stopped spanking her, using one of his hands to pinch her clit while the other pulled on her nipples, using magic on them, stimulating her pleasure cells, making her moans and gasps grow more desperate. Continuing to do just that, he makes her moan and scream more until with one last ear-piercing scream, she came, tightening down on him making him join her in climax, as he pumped his Royal seed into her cunt.

Not a moment later, Orys scooped her up. He swung her in mid-air, slammed her onto his cock, and fell back, allowing her to ride him. He entered her without ceremony, not gently, but with a smooth thrust since his cock was lubricated with both of their juices

“YESSSS MASSSSTERRRR!” Chataya yelled as she speared herself down onto Orys and her thighs tightened around him. She rode up and down on his throbbing cock as Orys reached over and cupped her breasts as she continued to pick up the pace while establishing a steady rhythm.

“Work me with that cunt, Chataya,” Orys growled as he grabbed her breasts while his other went around her neck, making her choke.

He began to work his own hips in time to hers, thrusting into her, with a hard, driving rhythm and now her cries were loud and unrestrained. Chataya began seeing stars, as her tight cunt worked around his invading cock. The King was giving her even more pleasure than ever before as she pumped herself up and down upon his member, riding him for everything that he was worth. Something that continued through night, and for the first time in quite a while, Chataya passed out around someone’s cock out of sheer pleasure.