She was breathing hard and I knew she was close. "Your tongue on Courtney's little rosebud and Sam's fingers in your pussy. Is she good? Is it everyth...ng you hoped it would be? It's your birthday, after all. It should be the best of your wishes come true," I said. That was about all it took. The moan started deep down in Jen's throat and as it turned to a scream, I smacked her butt hard. Jen absolutely convulsed. Her body was shaking so hard and so fast it was like having a vibrator against my. "I want to fuck your ass bad," the King admitted. "And I can't unless we are married. " What if I say no?" Then, since I can't have you and you have been convicted of being a spy, you will be executed."I gulped, then said, "Okay, I guess. I'll marry you."We both got up out of the bed, me in my panties, the King in tight speedos. Ceremonial robes, and nothing else, were put on us, and a royal official, like a Constable or Justice of the Peace, came in. We all went out to the balcony, as it was. Inside, she felt like hot pudding. We both began to moan and groan, lost in our separate pleasures. I leaned over her and supported myself on my straightened arms. The only parts of us that were touching were our genitals. I looked down at her sweet face but her eyes were closed. For a long moment, I just stood there in stunned amazement, my penis buried deep inside her. The moist heat surrounding me was so intense that it felt like it was burning me. She threw her head back and bucked her. Now, as she lay across the cushions, she knew this was going to be a far better incentive than the hairbrush, although it would be far more painful.Lucy watched as Mrs Lewis went and moved the pillows as instructed and then lay down across them with her arms stretched out clasping the end of the bed. Her bottom really was perched beautifully, and, as she picked up the cane, and swished it a couple of times, she actually felt quite confident because of the practice she had put in using the cane.