Not like the whores he had with him, all three carrying his children. He wanted her so bad… there was something so sweet about Amanda that he wanted...to break and keep for himself. The thought of pumping into her tight little cunt made the king hard. The image of flooding her body with his seed, implanting, impregnating her made him dizzy. He began to idly stroke himself watching her face. She actually looked like she was enjoying herself. Frustrated, he yanked on one of the chains and pulled. “You did a very good job tonight. I’ll make sure to add an extra zero to your check this week. Gorgeous in fact. He set Violet down, and leaned in to get a better look, reaching out his hand to occasionally stroke a satiny thigh, or wind his fingers around a stray curl.“Eye colors?”“The blondes have green like you asked, brunettes have bright blue.”“Excellent. Ages? as he talked, he busily pulled back the girls lips, inspecting their teeth all over like a dog.“One blonde is for sure fifteen, I. He roared once like a shining knight from spur to plume, a star of the tournament, admist the jungles of my vagina and mauled my tits , brought them alive in his hands and shaped them, nurtured them to the present fullness. Ah ! How my tits wobbled in delight and swung in exhilaration when he slapped and kissed them.In the first five years of marriage only, my breasts had swelled to enormous size by the incessant and merciless mauling , my husband gave them. Even my cunt dripped wet all the. The bastard got my hand tied to his. "Now you're all mine, and there is nothing you can do. Act normal." he whispered to my ear. I realised I already lost control. We went outside and took a cab to the hotel. As soon as we reached our room he uncuffed me and told me to lose my coat. As I was doing so I had a moment of trying to see if the door was locked, and it was. "God, when did he do this! I didn't see a thing!", I thought. I was also hoping he wouldn't observe my move, but almost instantly.