Incest Pendragon

The more she yielded to his requests, the more outrageous and demanding his commands became.

At first, she merely agreed to suck his cock, but now, his orders grew increasingly bold and perverse.

He had her strip bare, save for a pair of red boots, leaving every inch of her exposed to his lecherous gaze.

Her nakedness, coupled with the sight of her red boots and stockings, was nothing short of a feast for his lustful eyes, amplifying the eroticism of the scene according to his twisted definition of pleasure.

As soon as her dress fell to the floor, revealing her delicate figure, he began stroking his cock with fervent lust for the view before him.

The king's eyes devoured her, taking in every curve and contour of her body as he indulged in his twisted perversion at her submission.

When he finally reached his climax, he ordered her to kneel before him, and with a powerful groan, he unleashed a torrent of hot cum directly into her mouth, filling it to the brim with his essence.

"Gorgeous," King Uther praised, his voice dripping with satisfaction as he regarded her as if she were a masterpiece of art crafted by his own hands. "But regrettably, you would be even more beautiful if this painting adorned your face, Sith."

"Jerk," Baobhan Sith cursed inwardly, her mind seething with resentment at this perverted king.

She longed to escape his clutches before his desires became even more outrageous.

Seizing the moment while he was still recovering from his orgasm, she hastily tried to stand and make her exit.

But just as she attempted to slip away, King Uther's strong arms wrapped around her from behind, trapping her in place.

His cock, now erect once again, pressed firmly against her soft buttocks.

"Where do you think you're going, Sith?" he whispered in a predatory tone, his voice laced with desire. "This isn't over yet. Let me love you even more."

With that, he forcefully claimed her lips in a passionate kiss, his tongue wantonly ravaging hers as he threw her back onto the chamber floor.

His erect cock hovered inches from her face, the pungent odor filling her senses.

She accidentally inhaled the strong, musky scent, causing her to recoil in disgust and step back instinctively.

"No need to worry," he reassured her with a sinister smile, "I won't take your virginity—not tonight, at least. For now, let's rest."

And with that, King Uther brought their twisted encounter to a close, wrapping his arms tightly around her from behind as he pulled her close.

His throbbing cock nestled against her thighs, while his hands possessively cupped her breasts.

As he closed his eyes, a wicked grin played on his lips, knowing full well that this was far from the end of his desires.

Different from King Uther who have the full desire to have sex with her, Baobhan Sith thought it would be a relief if everything ended with this, and that it would finally put an end to King Uther's persistent harassment.

However, in the dead of night, the lecherous king's hand began to wander, dishonestly exploring her body.

His cock repeatedly ground against her thigh until he climaxed, showing no concern for her feelings.

He selfishly used her body as nothing more than a tool to vent his lust.

Then, without hesitation, he ordered her to raise her armpit, using it as his next target for release.

Not satisfied, he quickly moved on, demanding that she use her breasts to relieve his erect cock, guiding her to move up and down as he pleased.

Desperate to avoid further humiliation and keep him from messing up her face, she resorted to using her mouth, allowing him to vent all of his essence down her throat.

"Why is it still hard?" Baobhan Sith couldn't help but feel a wave of frustration wash over her as she noticed that the lecherous king's cock was still as hard as a rock, despite how they had spent most of the day in continuous sex.

"Well, if you want it to finish faster, you could always use your pussy," King Uther replied with a nonchalant shrug.

Not a chance.

Baobhan Sith rolled her eyes inwardly before replying.

"I wouldn't want to exhaust you, King Uther. You have important matters to attend to in tomorrow's meeting." She forced herself to suppress her disgust, almost gagging on the words as they left her mouth.

"Yeah, you're right about that. Now, do your best to make sure I have a good night's sleep for tomorrow," King Uther said, leaning against the chamber wall, positioning his cock conveniently for her to ride.

With little choice, Baobhan Sith approached him, placing her vulva lips over his erect cock and grinding against him.

She couldn't bear to look at this man who so shamelessly exploiting her, so she decided to spare herself the agony of seeing his lecherous face by opting for the reverse cowgirl position.

To make the experience more pleasurable for himself, King Uther firmly gripped her hips with both hands, he guided her movements with a brutal precision, forcing her to ride him faster and harder and thrusting his cock faster and faster against her clitoris.

Even at the end, King Uther refused to let go of her, forcing his cock into her mouth once again and grinding it against her throat.

Baobhan Sith's mood was a swirling storm of complicated emotions.

Why had everything come to this?

All she had wanted was the Queen's love, not to become the plaything of this insatiable, lecherous king.

But in the end, she had no choice but to endure it in silence. If she were dismissed, the Queen would be disappointed in her, and she would lose her chance at earning her love.

Uther, our lucky protagonist in this scenario, took full advantage of her vulnerability, consequences be damned.