Chapter 7 - “Goodbye, Your Highness.” (19+)

Agares relished feeling the tremors consuming Isabel whenever his finger thrust into her. Slowly, he stretched her vagina with another digit. Her canal had already been narrow and tight from just one finger and widened with difficulty upon introduction of the second. Isabel felt strange. It hurt, yet, at the same time, it tickled. Above all, this situation was insanely humiliating. 

“Ah, it hurts, Your Highness.”

“I’m going to put just one more in.”

Three of his fingers now penetrated her and moved as one.

“Ah, hah. Hah, ah! Your Highness, Your Highness.”

Squelching sounds traveled to her ears from below. She didn’t know why they happened, but all she knew was that she badly wanted to cover her ears. Those sounds were terribly lewd in tandem with the moans and groans that escaped her lips. Isabel closed her eyes and bit her lip.

Hooohh. Agares blew a long breath onto her breasts. He withdrew his fingers from down below. Isabel, eyes glistening with tears, looked down at Agares. 

“I-is it done?” she asked.

“No, I’m about to start now.”

“Now?”

She had spied on and watched him while he kissed other women plenty of times before, but she previously had no way of knowing what happened between them afterwards because she couldn’t sneak into the room and watch. The smooth back of Agares’ hand grazed her nether regions. 

“So here, you spread your legs, then I’ll come in and move. That way, haa. I won’t die. Mhm. Otherwise, I might actually die.”

Isabel nodded at the feeble threat.

“Strip… Strip me.”

Isabel came down briefly from his body. She unfastened Agares’ belt and pulled down his pants. This was her first time seeing a man’s genitals. To think that a man as beautiful as him would have such parts shocked and slightly scared her. 

His thing was hot, swollen, and prominent with bumpy veins lining the circumference. It was enormous. Ferocious. It was the length of her forearm and looked very intimidating. The tip glistened with moisture. Isabel couldn’t bear looking at it much longer and moved her gaze to his beautiful face.

How could there be such a thing on the body of such a beautiful person?

“W-what do I do now?”

“Come on top of me.”

Isabel’s body trembled as she straddled her legs over him.

He laughed, uttering, “Good girl.”

This was the first time Isabel had ever heard someone tell her that she was a “good girl”. Her eyes widened. 

“I’m a good girl?”

“Yes, you are.”

Isabel giggled. 

“You’re pretty.”

He must have been extremely high on whatever drug he had used, but it didn’t matter. Rather, she was glad for it, because in his inebriated state he complimented her, calling her “pretty” and a “good girl”. If he had been sober and in his right mind, he would have driven her out without even looking at her first. 

The back of Agares’ hand brushed the hooded flesh of her labial folds. He then slipped his fingers underneath once more. The narrow canal seemed too difficult for Agares to penetrate his penis through, but he couldn’t stand it anymore. Agares rubbed his painfully erect shaft against it. His member was already soaked with their juices. The swollen tip dug into Isabel’s genitalia.

“Ouch! Ah, it hurts. It hurts!” Isabel’s brittle voice whimpered.

 “You’re tight,” Agares muttered in a low, scratchy voice.

The hoarse tone sent chills down her spine. Agares groaned as he applied force to his hips and sunk deeper inside her. 

“Does it hurt?” he whispered adoringly. His sweet voice tickled her ears. He ducked slightly and planted kisses on her ear and cheek.

“Your Highness, Your Highness. It hurts.”

“There, there. Mmm. It’s okay. Good. Haa.”

Agares’ dulcet voice soothed Isabel’s crying. His disruptive rod tore into her little by little. Isabel’s body spasmed as she endured the sensations. Tears of pain escaped her eyes and trailed down her face.

“Ah, you’re a virgin,” he muttered with hazy eyes. “I don’t sleep with virgins, though.”

Yet, even as he said that his groin met hers as he fully entered her.

“Ah! Argh, ah, ah. Ahhh!” Isabel shrieked.

Her body felt as if it were being ripped in half from the place between her legs. She thought she could even feel the hot thing pulsing inside her. Isabel fell helplessly on top of him.

“It’s okay. You’re a good girl, aren’t you?”