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PRINCESS GWENDOLYN
In
THE CASTLE OF PAIN
By Llabmik
Chapter 4 – Cum Bucket
In her bedroom, the Queen sighed as she pulled up the front of her nightdress to allow Lady Charlotte to bury her face in her crotch. It was the muff-diving end to another busy day.
She watched out the window as four men carried Princess Gwendolyn to the centre of the courtyard. The delicate blond beauty was tied naked on her back to a wooden bench. Her lily-white ass rested on one end of the bench, slightly over the edge. Her shapely legs were spread wide and tied to the bench legs. Her knees were tied to open them as wide as possible and expose her completely. The other end of the bench reached just to the base of her neck, so her pretty head hung down. Her golden hair had been pulled down and a leather strap cinched tight over her forehead making her head vertical, upside down and at right angles to her body. Two grooved, hard wooden jaw spreaders were wedged in tightly between the molars at the back of her jaw to keep her mouth open and available. As a result, her lips were stretched obscenely wide.
Once Lady Charlotte was carpet munching to her satisfaction, Queen Rowena pulled up the back of her nightdress, baring her bum. Duchess Merriweather quietly dropped to her knees behind her. Her cunt burned between her legs as she brown nosed in between the Royal buttocks and inserted her tongue into the Royal rectum. The now familiar harsh bitter taste of excrement rolled over her tongue as the Queen excreted a small turd for her to gulp down. Duchess Merriweather's Adams apple bobbed as she swallowed dutifully.
Lady Charlotte inserted two fingers into the dripping Royal cunt and skilfully fingered Rowena's g-spot as she gently lapped with her warm wet tongue at Rowena's stiff throbbing clit.
In the courtyard, the evening's entertainment was just beginning. The Queen arched her back in pleasure as she watched seven inches of cock ram into Princess Gwendolyn's throat. At the other end of the raping bench, the force-fucker between her legs spat on his cock to lubricate it and jammed his thick prick into her temporarily dry sex. The Queen could hear Gwendolyn's thin, choking squeal as he started to pump. The two rapists soon developed a rhythm and were two-timing the Princess with thrusts that rocked the squeaking bench back and forth between them.
Queen Rowena's fat, lazy guards watched down from the battlements, watching absently when they weren't busy sleeping, gambling with dice and bones or relieving themselves on a serf passing below. They'd had their fill of the highborn bitch. They were content to let the lower orders slime her holes.
Two long lines of hard, horny, filthy peasants had formed at either end of the raping bench. Rowena watched avidly as the line shuffled ahead. The cruel Queen's sharp eyes glinted with satisfaction as she saw Gwendolyn's throat convulse as a load of man oil was piped between her gaping lips. Gwendolyn struggled awkwardly to swallow as the sperm filled her mouth, but it was hard given the way her head was bent back, held firmly in place by the strap. As rapist after rapist shot his load into her throat, cum dribbled over her lips. A thick gooey white line trailed over her cheeks, down into her eyes and over her forehead. Gwendolyn's pale white body rocked under the unrelenting thrusts of fucker after fucker, as she was team creamed from face and crotch. Her bare breasts bobbed rhythmically when they weren't being squeezed and twisted, fingermark bruises clearly visible on her alabaster skin. Each hard-driving rapist tried to bury himself as deeply as possible inside her unwilling orifices.
It wasn't long before the young Princess could no longer breath through her nose. Her nostrils were plugged with cum that overflowed from her gaping mouth. Cum pooled in her eye sockets, blocking out her sight, locking her deep into a touchy-feely world of brutally invasive sex. As evening progressed into night, cum flowed down her long blond hair to the floor.
Queen Rowena crested from orgasm to orgasm. Her eyes narrowed to pleasure-filled slits as she watched a long line of shabby, ill-dressed, unbathed peasants fill Gwendolyn's pussy and mouth with their vile, disgusting sperm. Throbbing painfully between her legs, Gwendolyn's labia were grotesquely swollen. Between rapists, the muscles of her pussy would no longer contract and remained spread open.
Eventually, Rowena couldn't even make out the details of Gwendolyn's genitals, blurred and covered with cum - sticky, milky, gelatinous sperm. It oozed from her hole. It covered her crotch, saturating her pubic hair. It flooded and dripped to the courtyard floor between her spread legs. Her belly was slimed thoroughly.
Rowena grinned wickedly as yet another lowborn beast started pounding into young Gwendolyn. Again and again the scene was repeated: the rapist's hips thrusting, slamming forward, between her spread thighs and between her forcefully parted lips.
Gwendolyn was now just a generic fuck doll. Her face was a big slimy blob of white ooze with the only dark patch being the cavern of her mouth. Deep pools of cum filled Gwendolyn's eye sockets. The white viscous substance ran down her cheeks, dribbling off her face in long sticky strands to the floor. Her forehead was covered, cum ran down her long hair, the long gooey strands of hair clumped together and delivered rivers of cum to the floor. Cum had flowed deep into her sinuses. She could only breath gaspingly between thrusts of the cocks that filled her mouth. Bubbles burbled up her nostrils as she tried to gulp in much needed air. She swallowed pints and pints of cum. When she could swallow no more, her belly full, it gathered in pools in her mouth. Cum spurted from her mouth as she spewed up the vile substance, only to have more pumped in.
Rowena retired to bed with Lady Charlotte. The Duchess slept on the floor beside them like a loyal dog. The mastiff, more favoured, slept up on the bed, at its mistress's feet. The women in the bedroom fell asleep to the rhythmic squeaking of the raping bench as Princess Gwendolyn toiled on into the night.
Rowena awoke early and looked out the window to see how the Princess had fared overnight. When the men had stopped using Gwendolyn, cum had flowed out of her gaping sex. Her nude body was completely covered, coated with wriggling sperm and spermatic juice. Her slimy breasts rose slightly with each breath. Ejaculated lines of cum marked her belly and criss-crossed her tits. Her head was a disgusting, slimy, cum-covered mess. Her eyes were invisible under twin pools of peckersnot. Great globs of cum hung oozing from her face, coating her forehead and cheeks. Her nostrils were filled to overflowing with spunk, which had drained back down into her throat through her nose. Unbroken streams of cum ran from her head to the floor, flowing over, and saturating completely, her beautiful, smooth, long golden hair. It was hard to believe that the oozing disgusting thing spread on the bench, was a Royal Princess.
Queen Rowena grinned. At her side, Lady Charlotte tittered.
"She looks like a real breeder to me."
The Queen snorted.
"I've seen rutting swine that looked better!"
"She's going to produce a royal bastard if she keeps rutting at this pace, your majesty."
Rowena nodded serenely.
"The slimy sow will probably squeeze out a whole litter of illegitimate piglets!"
Duchess Merriweather lay on the floor, looking up sleepily. Hitching up her nightgown, Rowena squatted down over the pretty face, nestling her crotch over the gaping mouth of the Duchess, catching her in mid-yawn. Kneeling on the floor, facing the torso of the Duchess, she spread her knees wide and worked her bare feet under the back of the Duchess' head, forcing the pretty face of the Duchess into her bared crotch with her patrician nose buried in the Queen's butt crack. Rowena opened her bladder and urinated into the gaping mouth, wrapped warmly and wetly around her pee-hole. The Duchess gulped convulsively to swallow the hot salty liquid.
When she was done, she humped her cunt lewdly over the pretty face and stood up. She stretched extravagantly, bouncing her breasts playfully as her ladies-in-waiting swarmed around, kissing and licking her intimately before dressing her.
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