The Trikingdom
Chapter 9
Careena lazily dragged herself out of bed; dried cum coated the inside of her thighs. She sighed heavily as she went to the cold basin of water to clean herself up. It had been a week since she had used magic for the first, and so far, only time. She had spent hours trying to reach it again but had continually been unsuccessful. Failing every attempt through conventional means, she had thrown all of her being into her sexual encounters, since that seemed to have been the impetus for her first magical experience.
Over time, with every failure, it had slowly stopped being about trying to reach her magic, and had become more about the enjoyment of sex and having orgasms. She wasn't sure when it had truly changed, but she had to admit to herself that now she used 'discovering her magic' as an excuse to have sex. As a slave she couldn't initiate sex, of course, but she had become very good at enticing the captain into it. Not that the man needed much encouragement, but she was certainly getting it more often from him than before.
When the captain wasn't fucking her, she found herself daydreaming about secretly getting rammed by a couple of the other sailors. It would never happen, of course; the sailors were horny but none of them were stupid enough to risk death for a piece of her pussy.
She finished cleaning herself and then sighed again before leaving the captain's cabin to head up on deck. Hopefully they'd be stopping to trade today. The captain had used her services in negotiations at every port and she enjoyed having different cocks to suck and fuck. He also paid his crew at every stop and most of them saved their coin to purchase time with her. Her first night away from port was her busiest and she looked forward to it. They hadn't gangbanged her again, but she was usually passed from one to another as they paid the captain individually. The first mate, Kieran, had kept his promise and paid for an entire night one time. That had been a most enjoyable experience as well. Her only regret was that Jaco hadn't been able to buy any more of her time.
When she reached the deck what she saw almost made her faint with surprise. The twin spires of Shadarra Palace in Coderra were shining in the distance as the light from the early morning, low hanging sun struck them. In a trance she walked to the ship's rail and stared open-mouthed as a pit of nervousness built in her stomach.
It seemed like it had been so long since her feet had touched the soil of the Trikingdom that she had almost forgotten her purpose for coming aboard the ship. She had avoided Coderra as much as she could before, but as she gazed at it from afar it felt like home.
"Quite a sight, eh slut?" Captain Diedmon said as noticed her at the rail.
She turned toward him with a stunned expression and nodded slowly. "Yes Master," she finally remembered to utter.
"We'll have you in your new home and in the hands of your new master in a few hours," he said with an almost sad expression.
She nodded again in understanding and stumbled back below to the captain's cabin. She went back to the bed to lie down as she sorted through her confused feelings. She wanted desperately to go home, but at the same time she was scared to do so. She had this irrational feeling that everyone would know what she'd done just by looking at her. How could she face her husband or her family after behaving like a slut? Wouldn't it be easier just to stay on the ship so they wouldn't have to be disappointed in her?
She closed her eyes tight to hold back tears. She was just making excuses because a part of her wanted to stay and do nothing but fuck and suck for the rest of her life. She tried to remind herself of her duty to the people of Genoise and the Trikingdom but even that wasn't enough to settle knot in her stomach. Then the image of her husband, Kalas drifted into her conscious and she held it there and studied it in her mind. She thought of him and the way he made her feel. She thought of the gentleness that belied his great size. She reminded herself of why she loved him and that even if he found out about everything that had occurred since she decided to secret herself into Remar, he would find some way to forgive her.
Careena wanted to see him and to hold him, and to do that she was going to have to leave this ship. At that moment she wanted him more than anything else in the world. His face was burned into her mind, and with closed eyes she let the peace of knowing she would see him again wash over her. Her body began to relax and the knot dissipated.
She hadn't even realized she had drifted off to sleep until the sound of the captain entering the cabin woke her up. He stood just within the doorway leering at her naked body. Before, she had enjoyed the stares of him and his men, but now she had an urge to cover herself up. She had to stop and remind herself that she was still playing the part of a Remarian slave girl, if only for a little while.
"We've docked cunt," the captain grumbled. "I've sent one of my men to fetch your buyer. It will take him awhile to get here. I still own you until he does, and we have just enough time for one last fuck." He roughly pulled her towards him so that only her back and head were on the bed. She offered no resistance and did her best to smile invitingly up at him.
She was a little dry at first, but since his cock was on the small side he managed to worm it in. She tried not to enjoy it, but her body quickly betrayed her and soon her cunt was as slippery as ever. He held one of her butt cheeks in each hand as he pounded hard into her, and he slipped a meaty finger in alongside his cock.
She felt stretched as he kept his finger in for several strokes and gasped with pleasure at the fullness. He suddenly pulled it out and Careena felt the slick digit press against her anus. With all of the butt fucking she had received lately, his finger slipped in easily. His finger was so fat it was almost like another cock fucking her at the same time.
The captain grunted as he felt his finger through the thin membrane of her flesh separating it from his cock. It made her pussy fell that much tighter and greatly added to his pleasure. If this was going to be his last fuck with her, he wanted it to be an experience he would never forget.
It was almost too tight, and he was worried that it would make him cum too soon so he pulled his finger from her ass and pushed it into her mouth. "Taste your slutty ass," he hissed at her as he continued to pound his cock in and out of her. He was holding her ass in one large hand now.
Careena did as ordered and sucked on his finger as if her life depended on it. She treated it like she would a cock and bobbed her head back and forth all the while looking straight into his eyes with lust. She had lost herself in the pleasure of the fuck like she had so often before. Everything else had fled her mind and at that moment she was nothing more than a lust filled vessel. She didn't even care where his finger had been moments before.
The captain found it difficult to keep pounding her hard when he was only holding her up with one hand so he reluctantly pulled his finger from her mouth and gripped her bottom with both hands again. He couldn't resist and his wet finger was pressed back into her anus. He pulled her ass cheeks wide as he violated her back passage with his finger; thrusting it in and out in time with the thrusts of his cock.
Careena let go of everything when she felt her orgasm approaching. She couldn't hold back as it spread like fire across her whole body. Every muscle in her body tensed and her pussy and ass contracted tightly around the captain's penis and finger. Her breath stopped for several seconds and her face and body started to turn red. It felt as though the captain was dragging her soul out of her privates every time his cock and finger retreated.
Captain Diedmon watched and felt her cum and smiled triumphantly. The tip of his cock was tingling, signaling the end for him as well. A few seconds after she settled down, he bellowed in pleasure as he emptied his balls into her wet snatch with a frantic series of thrusts.
Breathing heavily, he pushed her back onto the bed and his prick wetly fell out of her cunt. He leaned against the bed to rest for a moment but there was a pounding at the door he barely heard because of the pounding going on in his head.
He went to the door and opened it with his dick still hanging out of his pants. Careena could see Kieran holding something out to the captain. "This was sent back with Jaco for her. They're sending a carriage which should be here any minute. They said you'll receive payment as soon as she's off the ship," he informed Captain Diedmon.
The captain nodded exhaustedly and took the package and closed the door. He tore it open to reveal a dress, a pair of shoes, and a hooded cloak. "These are for you to put on," he said throwing them next to her on the bed.
Careena hadn't moved from where the captain had left her after he finished but she sat up to inspect the clothing. The quality of the clothing was just a little above what a peasant would wear and there was no undergarments, but considering she had been naked for several weeks she wasn't about to complain.
Captain Diedmon watched her dress with his penis hanging out, dripping the occasional drop of cum on the floor. She could tell he was feeling a bit sad that her time on the ship was coming to an end, and that there was something he wanted to say but was having trouble getting it out.
She was finishing putting on her shoes when he finally spoke. "I'm sorry to see you go Duchess," he said.
Careena looked up at him sharply. "You knew?" she asked in shock. "You knew who I was this whole time?"
"Of course," he replied looking a little sad. "Who else on board this ship would be a better spy than the captain?"
"Then why didn't you let me know before? Why treat me this way?" she asked. For some reason she couldn't fathom, she didn't have much anger toward the man. Her questions were more out of curiosity than anything else.
"It had to look real to the crew," he said with a shrug. "Besides, it was more fun this way, wasn't it?" She didn't answer and looked away. "You can't tell me you didn't enjoy yourself," he said. She still gave no answer and he stepped closer to her. She turned back towards him and his exposed cock was right in her face. "Take it and put it in your mouth," he said. "I'll give the order to leave port right now. You don't have to leave Duchess. If you stay I promise you'll get as much cock as you can handle. I'll let you fuck the crew as much as you want. I'll sell your ass up and down the coast as much as you want. Just put it in your mouth."
She looked at his cock hanging in front of her for several heartbeats before she grasped it in one hand. As her fingers closed around it she was unsure of what she was doing. She leaned forward and licked her lips as she smelled the mixture of their sex on his rod. How easy it would be to open her mouth and take it in leaving the world and all its troubles behind. With effort, she took his cock and placed it back inside his pants.
"I'm flattered, captain, by your offer and sorely tempted, but I'm afraid I must decline," she said.
He looked at her with sad eyes and nodded. "I understand," he said quietly. "It was just a dream I had."
She stood and touched him softly on the cheek. "A large part of me wishes I could stay," she told him, "but I have responsibilities, and I love my husband. I want to see and hold him again."
The captain nodded in understanding and Careena thought she could see wetness in his eyes. "If you change your mind, we'll be in port for three more days," he said, "and if you ever need my help just show this coin to any of the port masters along the coast and they will know which direction I've headed."
She took the proffered coin and was surprised at its size and weight. It was nearly the same size as the palm of her hand and felt heavier than a small dagger. As it sat in her hand she could almost feel it pulse with power. She couldn't read the ancient language etched along the edge but she could easily identify the ship and hawk symbol on its face. She looked up at the captain in surprise. "Oh my gods, you're one of the seven!" she exclaimed.
"That I am duchess," he stated matter-of-factly.
She slipped the coin in her pocket without taking her eyes off the captain. "I thought your offer might have been an empty one to get me to stay on board for a while longer, but I see now that you truly could have sheltered me even if the entire Trikingdom had chased after us," she said.
He didn't speak but gave her a wry smile. She had already made her choice so it was of no consequence now. He motioned toward the door, indicating she should walk out and he followed her out of the cabin. Neither spoke as they walked across the deck to the dock. Careena was thinking about the implication of the heavy coin in her pocket. Captain Diedmon was one of the seven pirate lords, a secret that was much larger than the fact that he was a spy for Prince Loqui. She wondered if Loqui knew of the captain's double allegiance and decided it was doubtful. The pirate lords were very secretive and it was likely that none of his men knew who Captain Diedmon truly was.
A nondescript man was waiting on the dock and a carriage was close by. She descended to the dock and the man stepped up and handed Captain Diedmon a heavy pouch of coins. The captain thanked him and then the man escorted Careena to the carriage and helped her inside. She was a little surprised to find Prince Loqui inside the carriage, but she didn't let it show on her face. She took a seat opposite him.
"I hope your trip was pleasant," he said with a sugary smile as he tapped the back of the carriage to get it moving.
Careena frowned at him. She didn't like the man. He bore a striking resemblance to her husband and his brother, but he always seemed insincere and condescending. Anytime she had dealings with him she felt like she needed a warm bath afterward to wash off the oily residue that seemed to seep from every pore of his body.
"It was necessary," she responded a little acidly.
"Did the captain treat you well?" he asked mockingly.
"You know how I was treated, Loqui," she responded levelly. She decided she wasn't going to let him get to her.
The spy prince laughed. "I suppose I do," he said. "I bet the captain's cum is running down your thighs right now. Maybe I should take a look," he laughed as he reached a hand to her knee to try to pry them apart.
She quickly batted his hand away and gave him a stern look. "Keep your filthy hands off of me," she spat feeling her anger begin to boil. She had suffered a lot of indignities the past few weeks and she saw no reason why she should suffer any more.
"You should be a little nicer," Loqui hissed, "or I might have to tell your husband what you've been up to the past few weeks."
"Tell him if you must, and I'll tell him about the ultimatum you just made me," she retorted. "What do you think your cousin will do when he finds out you tried to blackmail me into sex?" She saw the superior expression on Loqui's face change to something akin to fear. The smaller spy had grown up in awe of his much larger cousins. "I have no fear of my husband," she continued, "and am confident he would forgive me. I did what I had to do to avoid a scandal that would have damaged the Trikingdom's relationship with Remar. I didn't do it just to keep my deeds from Kalas."
Loqui leaned back with an angry look on his face. Realizing he had no leverage and not wishing to anger her further he gave it up as a lost cause. He was almost sorry he rescued her at all, but he knew it was best for the Trikingdom that she not be caught in Remar.
Careena wondered why his proposition angered her so much, and yet she had hardly given a second thought to the way Captain Diedmon had used her during the voyage. She decided it had to do with their approach. Loqui tried to coerce her into sex, while the captain had been straightforward about his intentions. She was unsure what her reaction would have been had Loqui suggested trading sex for his aid in getting her home instead of threatening to tell her husband. She knew she now owed him a debt, and she hated owing the man anything.
"If you won't give me the pleasure of your company," he said sourly, "may I ask for a different favor?"
"You may ask," she replied, hoping for a way to repay him that wouldn't cost her too much.
"You and Kalas have done a good job of cleaning up Genoise. It is safe to assume that it will once again become a popular destination for those seeking a specific type of entertainment in the Trikingdom. We run three brothels in Genoise. My father and I would appreciate it if you could recommend them to travelers in your city."
"Certainly," she said. "Any information you gain from loose tongues could help the Trikingdom. Which brothels?"
"The Gentlemen's Rest, Lady Havord's, and The Weeping Beaver," he replied. Careena noted that the first was a high class brothel, the second was more middle class, and the last was a cheap whore house. It made sense; information could be found among all social classes.
"I'll make sure they're quietly recommended to visitors to our city," she assured him. She wondered what he was leaving out because he surely had not revealed all his locations. Every spy must keep some secrets and she worried that what he kept hidden was more important than what he exposed.
They quickly arrived at a nondescript manor in the better part of town. He led her inside where they were greeted by a few servants that Careena supposed were also spies. On a whim, she asked for some parchment and penned a letter inviting Jaco to Genoise to be the resident artist for the Duke and Duchess. She wasn't sure what she would do if he accepted, for he would surely recognize her, but she wanted to spare him the torment he suffered on the ship. She handed it to one of the servants who promised it would be delivered.
Her suspicions about the servants were confirmed when Loqui led her to the basement and a secret passageway that he said ran underneath the entire city. She followed him for what seemed like hours. They took so many twists and turns that she was soon lost and had no idea which way they were headed. Loqui seemed to know exactly where he was and eventually helped her up a ladder and through a trapdoor which led to another basement.
"There's another carriage waiting for you outside waiting to take you wherever you wish to go. There's a driver and a guard, though both men are skilled with the blade and have instructions to protect you at all costs," he told her. She still thought he seemed a little smug, but thanked him anyway and went out to the waiting carriage. She instructed the driver to take her to DuGuerra; she wanted to be there when her husband returned, and she wished to speak with her brother.
She arrived in DuGuerra three days later in the early morning. She had her escort drop her off a short distance from the palace so that she could attempt to enter stealthily. She was surprised at how easily overlooked she was as she shuffled in through one of the servants' entrances with a group of maids. As soon as she managed to get alone in a corner she lowered her hood and boldly walked to her brother's study.
The guards recognized her, and if they were surprised at her appearance they didn't let it show. Her brother was inside as he usually was early in the morning. He was definitely surprised to see her since he expected her to return in her disguised form on the same ship as her husband.
"I assume everything didn't go as planned," he stated.
She threw herself dramatically on a couch near him. "Of course it didn't'," she said. "Nothing ever goes as planned." Over the next hour she related her entire experience from beginning to end. She glossed over some of the more extreme sexual encounters she had and left out her enjoyment of them. She described as best she could her experience with magic and asked his opinion on how she could repeat it.
"The disembodied state you describe is the natural state all mages achieve before casting spells," he confirmed. "You've never been able to reach it before, but now that we know you can, and exactly how you did it, we may be able to duplicate it."
"I hope so," she said. "I tried everything I could think of but couldn't do it again."
Lastel nodded in understanding. "Mages first learn how to do it by clearing their minds. We practice it until it becomes almost autonomic like breathing. When we tried to get you to that state as a child there seemed to be a block in your subconscious. That block is probably still there, and the only reason you were able to overcome it was because you subconscious was overwhelmed with emotion or exhaustion."
"So what do I do?" she asked.
"Test both theories," Lastel responded. "It's probably easiest to test exhaustion first," he continued. "Don't sleep for a day and see if that works."
She looked at her brother skeptically. "If it does, what then? I can't go through the rest of my life half asleep just in case I need to cast a spell."
Lastel laughed as he imagined his little sister stumbling through life barely awake. "You won't need to," he assured her. "The block in your subconscious should weaken each time you successfully reach that state."
"Thanks big brother," she said. "I'm already tired. I'll stay awake all night tonight and then try in the morning."
***
Five days later, Careena was standing on the docks of DuGuerra watching her husband's ship as it came in. So far she had only enjoyed limited success in her magical endeavors but as her brother stated, it was becoming easier with each successful attempt. The only problem was that she was now so tired that she could barely stay upright as she waited nervously for her husband to disembark.
Finally, Kalas and his party were off the ship and they were striding up the docks. He spotted Careena and she could see his pace quicken in excitement. His hand came up in a big exaggerated wave and she returned the gesture. She was close to laughter as she watched him approach, surrounded by guards and the others that had gone with him.
She noticed a young woman walking closely behind him with her head down. She seemed very uncomfortable and tugged at her clothing as if she was unused to wearing them. Careena quickly realized she was a slave and wondered how she came to be in her husband's possession. Seeing the young slave woman reminded her of Zella and she looked over at Cilas to see if she was with him.
Zella walked in stark contrast to the other slave. In fact, if Careena hadn't already known the young woman had been a slave, she wouldn't have known from her appearance. She walked comfortably with her head up, looking around at the new sights before her. Careena wondered at the confidence the young woman exuded.
Before she knew it, they had reached her and Kalas, no longer able to contain himself, was lifting her off the ground in a big bear hug and kiss. She melted into his arms and contemplated wrapping her legs around his waist but decided they were already pushing propriety in public.
"I missed you," she whispered when their lips finally parted. "Promise me we'll never be apart for this long again."
Kalas smiled wide. "I missed you too," he answered back, "and I promise that the gods themselves will never keep us apart."
She smiled back and kissed him again before he slowly lowered her to the ground. She was suddenly feeling energized and for the moment the exhaustion she felt from lack of sleep was pushed aside. They entered one of the waiting carriages; Careena had hoped it would just be the two of them but the slave following her husband entered behind him. The young woman never looked up even though Careena tried to greet her with a smile. She saw her husband's large shoulders slump when he realized the slave had followed them inside.
"It looks like there's something you need to tell me," Careena commented with a smile at her husband's expense.
"The Remarian's gifted me with a slave, as is there custom," he said with a sigh. "I wanted to refuse, but Cilas said it would offend them."
"Aren't you going to introduce us?" Careena asked, getting a slight thrill from her husband's discomfort.
"Of course," he said recovering his composure. "Careena, this is Lina. Lina, this is my wife, Duchess Careena DuGuerra Galin of Genoise."
"Pleased to meet you," Lina said softly with her eyes still down.
Careena leaned across and lifted the young woman's head with her finger. "It is a pleasure to meet you as well," she said looking into her eyes. "Don't worry, everything will be all right," she assured the young woman. "Thank you for rescuing her," she said to her husband.
Kalas relaxed after that and realized just how special his wife was. There weren't many women who would have her reaction if their husband brought home an attractive female slave. He wondered if she would feel the same if she knew just what had occurred between him and the young woman.
When they arrived at the palace there was a small reception and dinner to welcome Kalas home. The burst of energy Careena felt at his arrival waned over the course of their long meal. When the loving couple went to their room to turn in for the night she was dead tired. She was annoyed that Lina followed them back to their suite, but Kalas got her settled in a room usually reserved for servants.
While they were getting ready for bed Kalas began describing some of the highlights of his trip. When he started describing the circumstances of how Cilas had gotten his own slave Careena began crying. She wasn't sure if her exhaustion was causing her to lose control or if the emotional toll of the day had gotten to her, but she couldn't stop. Kalas took her in his arms and asked her what was wrong and she told him everything. She didn't give him the abridged version that she gave her brother; she described all the feelings and emotions she had during her entire journey.
When she was finished, she was so physically and emotionally drained that she wasn't aware of what was going on around her. It wasn't until she felt Kalas's enormous member easing into her cunt that she realized she was on her back and that he had removed her clothes. Careena gasped as he entered her and her legs automatically wrapped around his waist. She looked into his eyes, afraid of what she would find, and was shocked to see a look of pure love in them.
She had almost forgotten how delicious it felt to be filled by her husband. His large cock reached places no one else's could. She moaned as it squeezed impossibly far inside her. He held it there, buried to the hilt, and bent down and kissed her passionately. She wasn't sure what she had done to deserve the wonderful man who still loved her despite the confession she had just made, but she made a vow to do everything in her power to justify his love.
Careena kissed him back and thrust her hips up at him to encourage him to continue. "Make love to me Kalas," she whispered into his ear before nibbling it gently. He began thrusting in and out gently while she kissed him all over his face and professed her love over and over again.
She quickly felt the familiar sensation of an approaching orgasm deep in her being. It had been so long since the last time she had felt her husband's loving embrace that it came swiftly and powerfully. Her fingers clawed at his back and her hips thrust up so hard that she nearly lifted him off the bed. Her entire body throbbed in time with the pleasurable spasms in her cunt as she came with her mouth open in a soundless cry.
Kalas continued his slow, measured in and out movements while she came. Her over-sensitive clit dragged across his thick member with a sharp painful pleasure that made her body spasm even more every time. She was unable to speak; unable to tell him how wonderful it felt. But her eyes burned with passion and conveyed her message to him.
He smiled down at her and kissed her hard. He wanted their mouths to be connected when he filled her with his seed. He felt her slim tongue dart into his mouth and slide alongside his own. He could feel her breath come out in silent screams when he thrust extra hard into her. He saw no reason to hold back, and when he felt his orgasm approaching he let the familiar warmth wash over him quickly as he came inside her.
He lay still, on top of her, as he felt the throbbing in his cock subside and it began to soften and shrink. It never went completely limp but eventually he eased the large member out of and rolled off of her. He hugged the love of his life to him closely and she snuggled up to him, both content. His eyes felt heavy and soon he was asleep.
***
Duke Kalas woke sometime later to the feeling of something warm and wet pleasurably surround his cock. It took him a moment to remember where he was, but when he did he looked down to see Careena's head bobbing up and down his thick penis. Sensing him stir, she stopped and released him from her mouth for a moment.
"It felt so good when you came inside me," she started, "like your seed was washing away all of my indiscretions." Her eyes were staring into his as she spoke. "I want you to come in my mouth and ass too," she said. "I want to feel clean all over. I want to know that you desire all of me."
Kalas didn't know what to say and she didn't wait for him to speak. She resumed her sucking noisily now that her husband was awake. "Oh, gods Careena," he groaned in pleasure as he leaned his head back.
He let her suck for a few minutes while he thought about what he wanted to say. "Look, Careena, we've both done things that violated our vows of marriage," he said, "but no matter what I will always love you." She didn't stop sucking, but looked up into his eyes to let him know she was paying attention. "Now, I'm not saying you can spread your legs for every man in the Trikingdom, or that I can bed every woman I meet, but maybe we can amend our previous agreement."
Careena didn't want to miss a word of what her husband had to say. She was pretty sure she knew what was coming but wanted to hear all of it so that there were no misunderstandings later. She slowed down and suckled on the head of his enormous weapon causing Kalas to gasp.
"I think, if were ever apart again, and it makes sense for the situation, we should be able to indulge ourselves without feeling any guilt," he said.
She removed her mouth from his cock with a loud popping sound so that she could speak. "You fucked Lina, didn't you," she said.
"Yes," he admitted without shame.
"You want to fuck her again, don't you," she said with a wicked grin.
"No! ... err... yes...I don't know," he sputtered. "That's not what I meant." Careena slowly took the head back in her mouth but kept her eyes firmly in his. "Oh gods!" he hissed. "I will admit that I did enjoy my time with her, but I felt like I was taking advantage of her every time. Once we left Remar I swore I would never sleep with her again unless in her mind she was truly a free woman. Besides, as long as you and I are together, you're all the woman I need. I love you Careena."
"I love you too, dear," she said, releasing his cock again. "What did you mean then?"
"Well, we already agreed that we will do whatever it takes to benefit the Trikingdom," he said, "but what if we're apart for a long period of time again and one of us finds ourselves with an opportunity we don't want to pass up? Or you wind up alone in a room full of horny men intent on having you, and the easiest way out of the situation is to capitulate."
"Or you rescue some damsel in distress and she insists on repaying you with charms?" Careena asked.
"Exactly," he said with a smile. "But of course, we'd have to be discreet."
"Of course," she said with a smile. "But despite our new agreement, I still want you to come in my remaining two openings tonight."
"It would be my immense pleasure my love," he gasped as her mouth began bobbing up and down his cock with renewed vigor. She cupped his heavy balls and snaked a finger back towards his anus. She tickled the tight opening and was rewarded with hearing her husband gasp anew. She had learned a few things while they were apart.
She felt his organ swell unbelievably larger in her mouth and then the first forceful squirt of semen was rocketing down her throat, quickly followed by several others as his cock pulsed strongly again and again. Gods, the strength in his cock was incredible. It was amazing to her that his penis was actually part of a living human being.
When the pulsing stopped she cleaned up the last remnants of sperm and swallowed it all down. He never went soft in her mouth and she slowly drew her mouth up his length, slurping her saliva and the last traces of his cum as she released him. She smiled at him lovingly as she crawled up his muscular frame to share a deep kiss.
After a few moments she wriggled off him and raised up on her knees with her face buried in a pillow. "You know what I want you to do, my love," she said, her voice muffled by the pillow. "Do it now, and don't be gentle. She me no mercy. Punish me with your cock."
Kalas couldn't see her face, but he could tell by her tone that she was serious and he suspected she was viewing this as some sort of atonement for her behavior during her recent ordeal. He had no desire to hurt his wife but it was hard to resist the twin globes of succulent flesh she was offering up to him. He ran a rough, calloused hand over her smooth bottom as he got on his knees behind her. With one hand he lined his massive shaft up with her tight, dark hole as he gripped her just above the hip with the other. They had never done this without some sort of lubrication before and he was hesitant to try it now, but she was exhorting him in hushed tones to ram it all the way in.
His mind determined, he tightened his grip on her waist and pushed his hips forward as hard as he could. The head of his cock forced its way past her sphincter, causing it to suddenly stretch wide to accept the enormous girth of his weapon. Careena cried out in a mixture of pain and pleasure into the pillow as a good third of her husband's cock was forced into her anal cavity. She had missed the over-stuffed feeling of having his cock in her ass, but the pain she felt as her sensitive flesh clung to his unlubricated member was excruciating.
As he pulled back slightly to prepare for his second thrust, she could feel each individual pinprick of pain as her skin broke away from his like a bandage that had been on for too long. Then his hips were driving forward again and even more of his monstrous length had forced its way past her tight ring of pain. She was aware of a strange noise assaulting her ears and realized it was the sound of her own muffled scream.
Kalas wanted to get the most painful part over for her, so he didn't wait for her to recover. He pulled back for one more thrust and then quickly powered forward again. Finally, his hard stomach rested against the fleshy globes of her bottom and his prick was buried to the root in her rectum. He waited patiently for her cries to subside as his cock throbbed inside her anal cavity. Soon her cries became sobs and the sobs became heavy breathing.
Careena could feel Kalas's enormous member like a great tree trunk had been forced up her ass. Through her pain, she wondered at her ability to take it all; she wondered how anyone, no matter their size, could take it all. She thought about all the stretching of her insides that must occur every time it plowed into one of her holes and marveled at the capacity of her body. She wondered what it must look like to Kalas when he watched his cock disappear inside of her. Her musings helped keep her mind off the pain until she realized it didn't hurt as much anymore.
Kalas began humping his hips forward and then relaxing the pressure without pulling back so that his entire cock stayed embedded in her ass. He moved slowly, at first, then he began to move faster, and then instead of just relaxing the pressure he let a little bit of his cock slide out.
The pain was subsiding for Careena and was almost gone. Her hands, which had been gripping the sheets in a death-grip, slowly relaxed. She concentrated on the steady rhythm of Kalas's thrusting to help ignore the little pain she felt now. He seemed to be moving with the beat of her own heart and she found the synchronicity hypnotic. Soon it seemed that's all she was; she was the rhythm as his cock filled her, then was gone, then filled her, then was gone. Over and over and over again she repeated as the rhythm.
Then the rhythm floated above the two people on the bed and it felt such power as it had never felt before. It could do anything, be anything. Its power felt limitless and endless. It expanded to fill the entire room and was aware of everything in it and knew that it could make physical changes to everything it touched. The rhythm continued to grow and expand outside the room. It found more things and touched the minds of other people. Some of these minds were shielded, but it was confident it could easily pierce the shields if it desired.
The rhythm desired to flee the castle and explore the world, but it became aware of a small tendril of consciousness holding it back. It followed the tendril back down to the center of the castle, to a couple copulating on a bed. It recognized a part of itself in the way the man moved behind the woman and realized that the larger part of itself was the woman! With a great wrenching, Careena found herself back in her body, Kalas still steadily plowing his cock in her ass. She wasn't quite sure what had happened, but knew she had somehow reached the state used to cast spells more completely than any mage had before.
She didn't know how long she had been gone, but Kalas was now plunging his rod in and out of her rectum with ease. He kept the same rhythm, but he was much more forceful as he rammed it home over and over again. He was panting loudly and Careena could sense that he was getting close to cumming. His dick swelled and then was shooting its heavy load deep in her bowels as he gasped in the pleasure of ultimate release.
Spent, Kalas managed to roll to the side instead of on her back. His cock eased out of her ass with a loud sucking sound as he fell on his back next to her. Careena slowly stretched her legs out and lowered her body to the bed. After a few seconds she curled up and snuggled on his chest. His arm encircled her, pulling her even closer and he kissed her gently on the top of the head.
"Thank you," he whispered lovingly.
"Anytime my love," she said with a grin. "I'm yours whenever you want me, in any way you want me." She looked up at him and kissed him deeply. "I belong to you, and you belong to me," she told him.