Barbarian king.

Drognar looked out of the castle’s window as he stretched his powerful but tired body.  The previous owners of the place had laughed at him when he had told them to surrender, thinking that their high walls would stop the “savages”.  They had been wrong.

If he squinted, he could almost see the water tunnel entrance that his men had snuck in before they slaughtered the guards and threw open the gates for his horde.

“Good times,” he mumbled, scratching himself as he started walking the halls.  They wouldn’t stay here too long.  They were almost done with the loothing, killing and enslaving.

“Speaking of enslaving,” he said with a smile, changing his course.  He only had had a couple of hours of sleep but he still felt like having fun.  He had 3 choices awaiting his attention in the dungeons and he had kept them waiting long enough.

The first one was the ruler of this land.  The eternal virgin, she was called.  Supposedly, her god had told her that any man that tried to lay with her was going to be turned to stone.  Which was a real shame since she was quite beautiful with her almost white hair cascading down her porcelain like face.

Drognar had been there when they captured her and he had stopped fighting for a moment, mesmerized by her icy blue eyes.  He had almost went to take the big titted queen right then and there but that was the moment that his second choice had barged in.

The ruler’s bodyguard was a formidable woman.  Fighting her had taxed even him to his limit.  She had even given him two new scars to brag about.  The dark skinned woman had a good amount of muscles on her but still was very much a beautiful specimen.

Most men prefered their bitches to be waifs but Drognar wasn’t most men.  He enjoyed coupling with warrior women.  He also enjoyed when he broke them and turned all that potential into just another streetwalker.

His last choice was quite strange.  He had just glimpsed her as his men brought her to the dungeon.  They said that she and a few others like her lived in the lake and sometimes came to the city through the same water tunnels that they had used to invade the place.

A mermaid with seafoam green hair.  “I’ve never laid with a fish before,” he said with a laugh, wondering how you even did that.  She was a wild card of a choice as he knew nothing about her but that’s what made her attractive.

“So many choices,” he mused as he started down the steps to the dungeon.

1 - The eternal virgin queen.  *******************  

2 - The proud warrior.  

3 - The mystical mermaid.

Drognar took a deep breath as he arrived to his destination.  The air smelled like fear and anger.  “Good dungeon scent,” he mused as he walked deeper into the darkened rooms.

The four guards that he had sent down here greeted him with a small cheer.  His men loved him because he always led them to victory but this lot were pretty sour at having to be down here while everyone else got to steal riches and rape anyone they wanted.

The hulking man nodded at them as he walked past, making a mental note to give them a gift for not being drunk or having snuck away.

As Drognar walked, he glanced at the prison’s other residents.  Most were unimportant.  Just some criminals that were here before he conquered the place.  He did stop when he spotted the mermaid.  The poor thing had been shackled upside down by her tail and was currently babbling something at him in another language.  The sight of her ample and gravity defying bosom bouncing as she gestured was quite the sight but the man quickly got bored trying to understand a fish so he walked off, much to the prisoner’s anguish.

The second time he stopped was for the proud bodyguard that had given him so much trouble.  The woman was stripped of all clothing and all her limbs were chained to the wall.  The barbarian king enjoyed looking at her sweaty dark skin shine in the low light as she barked insults and taunts at him.  He laughed when she went insane with fury after he told her where he was going.

With the powerful woman’s howls of rage at his back, Drognar finally got to where he was going.  He unlocked the door and stepped in.  The queen hadn’t been restrained and stood proudly in the middle of the cage but even though she was trying to be as tall and regal as she could, she looked like a child as the giant man loomed over her.

“God will strike you and your horde down!” she declared loudly.

“He’s taking his time,” the large man replied with a grin, reaching forward and grabbing one of her large tit.

The queen sputtered in outrage and stepped back, slapping his hand.  “Don’t touch me or you will be turned to stone!” she warned.

Drognar’s grin turned into a leer.  “Religion is a powerful tool, isn’t it?  At the start of my reign, I used my god to say that the men who could rival my power should be put to death.  I guess that you used yours the same way, to make sure that you’d keep your power and not have to share it with the first guy to plow you,” he said, slowly advancing on her until she ran out of room to retreat.

“I...” she replied before stopping when he pulled out his gigantic cock.  The beautiful ruler’s mouth fell open in shock at seeing the tool.

Seeing the moist hole, Drognar took it as an invitation.  “If you want to start with that, I don’t mind,” he conceded with a laugh as he grabbed her silky white hair and rammed his hardening dick into her face.

The noble woman immediately tried to pull back but she had no chance against his strength.  Instead she started making truly un-noble sounds as he face fucked her as he willed.

As she gagged and drooled all over her dress, she tried to bite him but one brain ringing slap put a stop to that.  After that little incident, she docilely allowed the barbarian to plunder first her mouth, then her throat.

Drognar loved to see the fight go out of a powerful woman’s eyes.  Especially when he had his cock inside them.  He kept fucking the gorgeous woman’s mouth, enjoying the vibration as she coughed and choked on his rod.

When he was fully hard, he pulled out his drool drenched dick and let it fall on the gasping queen’s face, covering it in her throat slime.

Now, how was he going to do this?

1 - Fuck her here.  

2 - Take her outside and fuck her there.  

3 - Take her to the bodyguard’s cell and fuck her there.  ***************

Drognar strolled out of the cell, the queen’s hair still in his unbreakable grasp.  The voluptuous woman started to resist but eventually lost her footing, falling to her knees and quickly having to scurry along or be dragged by her scalp.

Most men would feel some kind of shame walking with his dick bobbing in the open but the barbarian king barely noticed.  All of this was his, afterall.  There’s no reason to be afraid to walk naked in your own place.

The big man grinned when the other prisoners whistled and taunted the fallen queen.  Seeing the regal woman walk on all four while being dragged like a dog was quite a treat for the miscreants.

Rounding the corner, even Drognar flinched a little at the rage filled scream that sprung out of the bodyguard when the two entered her cell.  The bound woman’s keen eyes had deduced everything that had happened in seconds.  The queen’s makeup and hair were messed up in a very peculiar way and the barbarian’s hard cock had a ring of lipstick at it’s base.

The ex-queen tried to rush to her guardian but instead she was scooped up by the large man and held against his chest, facing the very woman she had tried to reach.  Drognar grabbed her by the ass and held the voluptuous woman’s legs apart, exposing her pantied covered crotch.

“Since you fought so well for her, I thought that you should see what it got you,” the man explained as he moved his hips, rubbing his rod against the queen’s silky underwear.

The sight removed a lot of fight from the chained woman.  Looking down, she started begging to be taken instead of her ruler.  She promised that she would be the most docile fucktoy possible if only he would let the other woman go.

That gave the big man pause.  He so loved seeing the fight drain out of woman.  “Very well.  I’ll test you,” Drognar conceded.  Leaning out of the cell, he called for his men to come here.

The pseudo-jailors ran to their chieftain, on guard for trouble, but relaxed quite quickly when they saw the situation.

“You guys have been doing a good job today.  As my gift, you can have her,” he generously offered, nodding toward the defeated warrior woman.

Not needing to be told twice, the group entered and started unchaining the bodyguard as Drognar stepped out of the cell and closed its door, locking them all in there while he and the queen watched.

The soldiers were quite adept at rape at this point and after a few games of rock, paper, scissor, the dark skinned woman was air tight, all her holes being filled and the last man ready to tag in the moment an opening would present itself.

Drognar enjoyed the spectacle as the four men took turn after turn with the muscled woman while she docility did everything they asked, trying to never look in her queen’s direction, not wanting to see her ruler’s expression while being treated as a cum bucket.

The silver haired noble was still nestled in his arms, watching what was going on and serving as  a cock warmer as he never stopped rubbing his dick on her unspoiled pussy.  The barbarian king leaned forward to see her expression and was delighted when he noticed that not only had her breathing picked up but the place he was rubbing was starting to get moist.

“Stay quiet,” he ordered in the woman’s ear as he reached down and moved her panties aside.  He wondered if she would obey.  Her bodyguard was still behind bars but if she berserked, she could hurt his men.

The pale haired woman whimpered a soft “no, please” but didn’t move apart from that.  She continued to stay silent as the big man adjusted her ass so that her cunt hovered over his rock hard cock and bit her tongue to stop from moaning as she was slowly lowered onto the man’s tool.

Drognar had to hold in his own groan of pleasure as his dick entered the vice like hole.  The queen was far from the first virgin he had deflowered but she was by far the tightest.  When he bottomed out into her velvety cocksleave, he waited a moment.  Both because being sheeted into the beautiful ruler was heavenly and to make sure he wasn’t being turned to stone.

‘You can never be too sure,’ he mentally joked, relieved that the legend was only a story.

Pleased to still be made of flesh, the barbarian king started lifting the noble woman and dropping her on his spike as they both watched the dark skin woman be defiled in front of them.

After a few minutes, the bouncing queen let out a cute little moan that seemed to reverberate throughout the room.  The guards glanced back and cheered their leader’s conquest but Drognar’s eyes were on the cum covered woman.  What would she do?

When the bodyguard looked up at the sound, she first had to wipe a handful of jizz from her face to be able to see anything.  At first, her eyes filled with fury but then they slowly emptied.  She would have done anything to stop her queen from being assaulted but she at least had faith that the man who would hurt her ruler would have to pay the ultimate price.  But here he was, pumping his raging hardon into the silver haired woman and nothing had happened to him.

Her revery was interrupted when the man that had been fucking her face slammed deep in her throat before pulling out and re-covering her eyes with a fresh layer of cum.  Welcoming the darkness, the bodyguard obediently kept her mouth open so that the next man could enter right away.

Drognar smiled at the display of submission.  It was the last drop for him and he slammed the queen on a wall as he increased the rate of his trusts, enjoying her beautiful voice as she moaned and whimpered from being impaled so powerfully.

Roaring his pleasure, the king pumped his seed deep into the ex-virgin, doing his damndest to impregnate her.  He distantly realized that his cocksleave was also cumming but he didn’t really care all that much at the moment except for the fact that her hole now felt like it was milking his dick.

Coming down from his orgasm, Drognar slowly let the queen down until she landed on her knees.  He absentmindedly used her mouth to clean his cock as he watched the orgy still going on in the cell but soon grew bored.  Now that his lust had been sated in an epic fashion, he was now thinking about what he could eat.

“Here you go, boy,” the barbarian king said as he opened the cell door and threw the disheveled noble in.  “Have a few more holes to play with,” he offered, walking away to get some food.

The large man barely heard the cheer of his men and the screams of the ex-queen as his mind was now on another mission.

The end.