56. Your time to go.

Arthur growled as he jerked Winifred up the ground, throwing her onto his fluffy bed. She landed on her back and he attacked her instantly with his tongue plunging onto her pussy, lapping up her juices like a thirsty dog. They had been sneaking around lately, and seeing that they both had a thing with each other, they decided to take it to the next step without anyone knowing about it, not that they didn't anyways..

They all knew that she was his sex slave afterall but then he wanted to simply do as Winifred wanted and what she wanted was to keep this as private as possible, she didn't want to give people that satisfaction that she was whatever they called her. She just didn't feel comfortable to let it all known yet, no one would ever think that they really liked eachother,  to them, it was a thing that she had to carry out, as what she was bought for.

Winifred had come to his room as usual to ask if she had any work to do for him. When she got there, he made sure no one saw her come into his private room, so that suspicions or rumours would not arise. Gossips moved fast, and he wasn't ready for all that, especially not now that he had just become the king and had just told the palace chiefs that he would not be marrying Elena anymore, event though majority of them flared up about it. Besides, he wanted to protect Winifred's image.

He felt her hand against the back of his head as she entrapped his head on her pussy, arching her back in pleasure. He tried gasping for air while his tongue worked her clitoris but she muffled him by trapping his face in between her laps.

Suddenly, he found himself fighting to release himself, but he was at her mercy. When she eventually released him, he gasped for air.

"I have not had enough,, I'm not done." Arthur moaned into her ears.

Almost immediately, he dived onto her pussy again, inserting two fingers into the wetness this time so that as he lapped on, his fingers thrust in and out of her. Moving in a specialized pattern, his fingers touch-sensitive ridges and crests inside her to drive her pleasures to the peak. The next thing he knew was that she began to convulse and shoot her fluid onto his face, crying his name aloud like a woman who has not been pleasured in such a manner before. Anyway, she actually hasn't been pleasured in that manner before.

Arthur immediately used his right hand to cover her mouth as she moaned and screamed. He didn't want anyone passing by outside his room to know anything was going on inside. Winifred however was lost in ecstasy that she had no idea what was going on around her asides from the pleasures she felt at the moment. All she knew was that she wanted it more and more.

Holding his head steady on her wet pussy, she climaxed, exhausting all her juices on his face before she finally let go. She then sat up and drew his hair, lifting his face to meet hers. He tried to resist, but as he tried to, she smacked his face hard and pushed him against his back.

At this point, Arthur was left with no other option but to submit to her wild cravings, hungry growls, and ferocious face. Her hands crawl on his skin, his clothes ripped off in the quickest possible time. His skin was lacerated with her nails as she searched for his boner like her life depended on it.

She grabbed it, and stroked it with her surprisingly soft palms, her lips licking its tip as he arched his back in agonizing delight. He tried to sit up but she forcefully pushed him down against his back again and jumped on him. She was enjoying her control.

She then slipped her huge boner gently into her tight moistness, pressing her hips against his groin until his rock-hard appendage reached regions within her that only moans can explain. Moans of pleasure filled the room immediately. This time, Arthur didn't care anymore if anyone outside would hear them or not.

He grabbed her waist as she began to twirl, grinding her hips against his groin. The pleasure became too much for him to bear, so he sit up and pulled her hair so that her face meets his. He grabbed her lips in a deep kiss even while she danced on him faster and faster with hands wrapped around his shoulders. She rode on until they were both raptured in the highest euphoria of pleasure.

A powerful surge of energy swept through his groin as he began to shoot warm seeds into her, roaring like a lion. Her body began to convulse in response so she grabbed her long, black hair so tight that it hurt.

As she arched her back in the climax, her nipple met his mouth once more and he sucked on it. Then slowly, they descend into the heavenly euphoria of pleasure breathing hard and loud. She cupped his face in her soft palms bringing it close to hers so that her fierce blue eyes stare deep into his. And although his skin was sweaty against hers, she began to move her hips again even while his boner shivered inside her.

Not pretty long after, they rounded up after she climaxed the second time. She rested on the bed with him for some minutes as both of them just lay there in silence without a word. After about twenty minutes, she decided to take her leave.

"Uhm," she said and cleared her throat as she freed herself from his cuddle on the bed. "I need to return to my quarters now, before they notice that I suddenly went missing for over an hour."

"Is that necessary right now? You could still stay for a little more time and the other slaves will assume you're still working for me in here. And if they assume otherwise, who cares?" Arthur replied her calmly as he stared at her.

"I care, Arthur. You know I do care, I don't like filthy gossips about me and your people sure knows how to circulate that." She said.

"I care about what they say about you too, Winnie. But I think it might be time for us not to, do you not think so too? I'm king now and whether I do is nobody's business, my father did more than this." Arthur said, trying to convince her. He was a bit tired of the hide and seek games too.

"Your father had an harem of women, one that he didn't respect. I'm not going to be viewed like that, Arthur. I know you get it, so let me just leave, okay? I'll be back for more, trust me," she replied, trying her best to avoid his gaze. She was a little shy after what they had just done and even though she enjoyed it, she felt a bit embarrassed that she was sneaking around doing such things with the king.

She picked up her dress from the floor that she had dropped it when they were about to start the sexaul act. She wore her dress back and when she was struggling to zip it up from the back, Arthur helped her to do it.

"Thank you," she muttered when he was done zipping it up for her. "I'll take my leave now."

"Sure." Arthur simply said as he watched her leave, a small smile tugging on his face as he noticed her blushed face and shy attitude.

Immediately Winifred walked out of his room and closed the door behind her, she heaved a long sigh. Then she looked around to see if anyone looked at her suspiciously, but nobody did. They were all going about their normal activities. Despite seeing that no one was looking at her, she still felt like everyone knew what she had just done with the king. She thought about it one more time and smiled to herself in satisfaction of the ecstacy she had just enjoyed. With that, she left the front of his room and headed for hers.

As soon as she got to her room in the slave quarters, she opened the door, walked in and closed it behind her. She was about to turn and walk further into the room when a large material that looked like the handle of a hammer was used to hit her head from the back and immediately, she collapsed to the ground and zoned out..

"I told you if you dared me, I'd do everything to make sure you're as good as dead. Did I not tell you so?" Elena asked as she stared at the unconscious body on the floor in front of her. Knowing she couldn't hear her since she was unconscious already, she added. "You have made too many enemies, and I am one of them. Now, it's your time to go." She chuckled as she said that.