<Posted from IM between Bliss & Amberghylles><br/><br/>Brom drew his tunic up and off as he watched her fingers begin their work. His muscular torso was bare, the lines of battlescars glinted pale against tanned skin in the moonlight. He pulled his trousers down but didn't bothering to shed his boots to pull them all the way off.  Then he knelt between her legs to watch Felicity. "Now tell me how much you want my cock rather than his," he commanded, "Beg me to claim you and take your innocence from you. Show me with your fingers how badly you want to know a human cock as your first. And do not think I will not find some other maid to sink this in if you're not wanton enough. I already keep a girl in my stables already who has never felt a man inside her, you could become her apprentice easily enough..."<br/><br/>Her eyes drifted closed to blot out the reality of the situation, trying to lose herself in the imagined scene of having Him with her, watching her and ready to touch her as her own fingers are doing - and her fingers find a wetness that surprised her enough to make her gasp softly before her eyes opened again, staring up at him in horror. "Oh! No, my lord... you! I'd rather have yours, your... your cock!" Her fingers never stopped moving as she spoke, voice shaking as she begged and pleaded with him. "I want a human, you to... claim me!"<br/><br/>He inched closer, his cock near enough to nuzzle her hand as she worked her fingers over her wet sex. "Are you sure?" he asked softly as he saw the glistening wetness, "Look how wet you are from sucking my horse's cock. Are you certain you are not thinking how you'd love to be a mare or a bitch rather than a slut?"<br/><br/>She winced at his softly spoken question, teeth gritting as he threw this humiliation he's forced her to directly in her face. "I'm certain, m'lord," she responded, a tiny whine following the words as she felt - and then, glancing down for a moment,  saw - his cockhead brushing against her hand, so close to the virgin center of her, where she'd planned to have no one so soon, certainly not him.<br/><br/>"Then say it," he commanded softly, "Tell me you want me to make you a slut. Tell me you want me to fuck your pussy and make you bleed. Take my cock and put it in your cunt and beg for me to thrust it into your cum-soaked little body."<br/><br/>Soft though his voice was, the command within it was like the hard line of steel that was always at his hip, the symbol of his power over his people, and she responded to it as surely as any of his soldiers, staring up at him and whispering through lips covered in cum. "I want you to... take me. Fu-fuck me, my lord, like a slut. Take my innocence as your right as my lord, and take my body with it."<br/><br/>"Put my cock in your cunt," he said firmly, "Then tease yourself while I fuck you."<br/><br/>A little shudder went through her, shoulders shaking with it as her hand turns and fingers curled around his cock, moving to guide it down to the entrance of her untouched passage - the treasure within waiting for her lord's undeniable plundering.<br/><br/>He smiled, enjoying the act of forcing her to aid in her own despoilment. Brom pushed forward, feeling that resistance and leaning into it to stretch it slowly. "Play with yourself," he reminded her, "Spread those folds with one hand and use the other to pleasure yourself." He waited for her to obey before drawing back slightly and slamming hard into her to shatter her forever.<br/><br/>Her hands moved to do as he commanded, fingers of one hand quivered as they spread her folds, and the other curved down between to stroke along herself. She could feel the pressure that blocked him, and recognized it for what it was as he stretched it painfully - and then his short, hard movement drove him through it, and his body arched and writhed with a scream that rang out over the empty field.<br/>