Must Read: A Broken Destiny: The Sword Of Vengeance

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Must Read: A Broken Destiny: The Sword Of Vengeance

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He locked the door behind him as soon as he came in. I fixed my gaze at him because I actually do not know how to start things like this. I can s£duce men but I have never taken it more than that because my body is only for the king and all other diplomats and representatives of other kingdoms know this. We only tease the men when they seem stubborn to put their seal to whatever the king wants. No man has ever seen beyond my leather save for the king and his father. But, I wasn’t in my uniform any longer and moreover I am not under my master’s territory anymore. Anyone can harm me here except those with magic. I waited patiently as I didn’t want to reveal my lack of knowledge in such areas. The king and his father weren’t the kissing or charming type like the man before me. They just ask us to bend over like an animal and mount us from behind.

After returning my stare for a while, he decided to take the lead and came in quick steps which scared me a little and caused me to harden my fists to protect myself. He stopped when he got to me and held up my chin as he was taller than I was. He bent a little and put his lips with mine, I didn’t know what to do next, so I instinctively parted my lips and he slid his tongue into my mouth. The moment his tongue touched mine, all of my resistances seemed to vanish and I followed his every move. I slowly released my hands and allowed them free, they found their way to his neck as I pulled him closer to me. His hands found their way to my gown, and slowly, they loosed the bindings at the back. I wanted to stop him when he started doing that as I didn’t feel comfortable with what was about to happen. I felt I was breaking the oath I swore a long time ago. Just as I was about to push him aside, he suddenly stopped and calmly started loosing the bindings that held my gown at my breast before pulling it down. I was supposed to stop him but I couldn’t, no one has ever done this to me before. I am usually the one that does the pulling down, I was helpless and weak. I hated being like this as I felt I was under the control of another man apart from my master. He also pulled down the underwear holding back my breasts, releasing them from their cages. He whistled after what he saw and put one of the nipples in his warm mouth which brought a little m0an from me. He stopped rather too quick and moved to pull down my trousers and then I suddenly realized that my knives were strapped to it. I wasn’t quick enough to stop him though but surprisingly, he didn’t mind. He just pulled down the cloth and flung it somewhere before returning to his feet. He moved a step back and looked at me from my head to my pink toes and said,

“You are beautiful; your husband must be fvcking stupid to leave you for his travels.”
I smiled but then I felt ashamed as no one has seen me like this apart from whom I willingly gave my body to. He pulled up his cloth and gently carried me over to the bed. As soon as he set me on the bed; he started kissing me from my hair and then he moved to my forehead, then to my eyes, nose, lips and then my neck. He rose up his head and he had this wild look on his face which actually scared me. He smiled for no reason and descended on my nipples, twirling his tongue with so mastery, I wondered how many women he has done this to. My m0ans increased when he bit my nipples, master likes my breasts but he has never put them in his mouth as he felt we were below his class. He only likes the view of seeing them jiggle as he pounds me from behind.

The man stopped with my breasts which caused me to grumble. My grumble made him smile and then he started pulling off his trousers. I felt it was time for me to do what my master does, so I stood up and knelt on the bed waiting for me him to enter me that. But he didn’t, I thought he had left only for me to turn back to see him looking at me in a strange way. He shook his head and just turned me over gently. He slowly parted my legs and then put down his face into my p.ussy. I was shocked and wondered what he was up to. I pushed his face away from there and used my hands to cover the bushy area. My reaction made him laugh so hard, he started crying. I became confused and wondered if he had lost it.

“I am not going to harm you, if you don’t enjoy what I am about to do. You can tell me to leave and I will.”
He seemed very confident in whatever madness he was about to carry out, so I slowly took my hands off. He smiled and then went back there. At first, I didn’t feel anything but then I started m0an!ng as I felt some strange s£nsat!ons all over me. He was using his tongue for whatever he was doing, and I really enjoyed it as I started m0an!ng really loud. This must be what the women of class get to enjoy from their husbands. He stopped again suddenly and this time, I showed my anger with a frown on my face. He laughed a little and asked me to come on top of him after lying on the bed. I was surprised by the request but I did what he asked, as soon as I did, I felt his c.ock. It wasn’t long but it was thick, he pulled me up a little and inserted it inside me. I breathed out as it stretched every bit of my walls. He moved in and out slowly before he started going in furiously.

Instinctively, I moved my waist in line with his; I learnt this from master as he hated doing the whole work alone as he calls it. Failure to move with his pace usually gets us some slaps on our butt0ckz as most times he fvcks at least two of us. The constant, furious stretching of my walls made me wetter and the s£nsat!on from the fluid work caused me to scream as the pleasure was one I have never felt before. After what seemed a while, he slowed down a little, I was relieved but it didn’t last as he picked up pace again. Just as he was about to release, he pushed me aside and spilled his fluid on the bed before collapsing, totally exhausted.

We were both breathing hard and trying to calm ourselves down. I was about to ask him if I was sort of the class that deserves what he just did when he suddenly pulled me aside and held me to the bed. His grip was like steel; very firm, I couldn’t even move. He put his entire weight on my thighs, making me unable to move.

“Your hands are rough but not as rough as they should be. Your skin is smooth and flawless, a trait of high class women or concubines of the rich. You passed through a difficult childhood which is evident in your palms but that was a long time ago as they have smoothened over the years. You came into town today and have been busy asking about an old woman and a young man. You were sent by someone going by your weapons and expensive clothes. I am going to ask this question, once and I won’t ask a second time; who are you?” He asked with a frown on his face. He wasn’t smiling and his blue eyes were cold.

I have been found out but he doesn’t know who I am. I can’t tell him his assertions are wrong but I can tell him the truth. I am still wondering how he is still very strong despite what he just did.

“You are right, I am sent by someone after you. You are very important to him and he deemed it fit for me to get you. I know now that you are the person he seeks now but I still don’t know what makes you special because I can’t feel anything within you. I won’t tell who sent me, no matter what you do,”

"I should kill you now but I won’t, just stay away from me. If I see you again, I won’t think twice.” He got up from the bed and started putting on his clothes. Just as he was about to leave, I pulled him back and said,

"I won’t stop coming and you know it.” He nodded and kissed me before hitting my head on the door which made me sleep.