There was nothing stopping Cromir from just ravaging Faryn at this point, and that was exactly what he did. He did not build up to it, nor was he sticking to a rhythmic pace. Instead, Cromir was insistent that he broke in his prize in the most literal sense of the term. He was unforgiving and rough as he fucked, aiming to slam into her very core with every thrust. His hands had both eventually found a home on her waist, using the hold to both keep her from fleeing and to draw her back onto his cock when he thrust. It was almost like a game for him, to see what kind of reactions he would get out of his proud elven beauty. However, the response he got was not one he was completely expecting. At least not as soon as it had happened. Her juices wetting his cock was the reaction. Sure, it was probable that she'd get wet, but enough to dampen his groin wasn't what he was expecting from her from the first time.<br/><br/>A hand left her hip and came slapping down on her ass again, this time announcing Cromir's speech.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ff00">"Must not be that bad</span>," Cromir said mockingly, placing a few more painful slaps against her pale ass. It continued as such for a time: rough, quick thrusts and painful spankings. It did not look as if there was any sign of slowing or an end. But finally, after an unknown amount of time, there was at least a change. Cromir's hands left her waist, shooting up her body until they found their next grip. One of his hands enveloped one of her breasts, squeezing and otherwise groping the small mound. The other went further, wrapping around her throat. It wasn't tight enough to completely block her airway, but it was enough to limit it severely. With another thrust at a slight angle, Cromir pulled backwards on her breasts, forcing her back to him. He wanted to watch what breasts she had without giving her the courtesy of being on top or even facing him.<br/><br/>From here, the pace was slowed, but gravity was now a factor in assisting Cromir as he violated the princess. Perhaps it was the drink, or the mindset of her being exotic, or both, but Cromir was satisfied with his new toy. Enough to lean his head down a bit to ensure she heard what he was about to say.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ff00"> "I'm a man of my word," </span>he said huskily.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ff00"> "But damn am I regretting this deal. Having a handful of you in chains would set me up for life." </span>With that, Cromir's thrusts grew stronger and more erratic, finally building to his climax. He had had his fun, and considering they had been left in darkness, it was about time for his fun to end.<br/><br/>With a final thrust, Cromir's grip on Faryn tightened as his load began to spew into her pussy, coating her completely and spilling out of her. When the last of his seed finally left his cock, he released her, allowing her to fall back down onto the bed of furs. But Cromir was not quite done just yet. Grabbing her by her waist once more, Cromir pulled her ass back to him. Using his now freed hand, he took his cock like a brush and wiped the remaining cum and juices onto her cheeks before throwing her back down to the furs. With his fun had, Cromir took a moment to relax, falling back onto his calves and staying there for a moment, catching his breath.