In these times of peace, the lord of this region had honed his methods of dominance in other ways. Having trained his mind and body to astonishing levels of control and endurance, he had become a living sex machine beyond any other parallel. At his whim, he would have his servants bring him a new girl freshly chosen to serve as his pleasure doll.
While this girl was treated like a princess, she would soon succumb to an experience no other woman could ever prepare herself for.
The servants would tease her for an hour without an orgasm, making sure she was ready. Stripped, seduced and succumbing to her body’s needs, she was all his for the taking.
Holding her in his grasp, he began the motion, which, to her, seemed to never end. Over and over, he would thrust into her, never stopping, never slowing down, never speeding up. The same constant pounding always brought the same tortures to his pleasure dolls. Whether the girls could last for hours or merely minutes, he was a machine to whom sexual stamina meant nothing at all…
At first she pleaded for him to speed up. A while later, she was begging him to slow down, yet still, his pace did not falter. His grip on her tight, he continued to fuck her without mercy or empathy, forcing orgasm after orgasm from her while he held his own back, feeling her continuously quivering around his always twitching shaft. No matter how much her cries echoed throughout his palace, no matter how often she passed out or begged him to stop, he continued tirelessly for hour after hour. By the time the next week came, she’d once again be hoping that it was her time to be chosen.
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