Chapter 187. You’re now protected
She was still dry and not warmed up at all, and Asher realized he wouldn’t probably be able to penetrate her in that state, so, he told her he was gonna suck her pussy, and get her in the mood. She was busy, struggling, trying to break free from the bondage, still making noise, but he ignored that and went down on her. He plunged his tongue into her and tongue-fucked her for a couple minutes. No matter what she did - plead, beg, sob, cry, even try to clamp her thighs on his head, he sucked her cunt like it was the last cunt in the world.
Then, he chewed her pussy, his tongue going in and out of her cunt-hole. He licked and sucked her sensitive clit till she thought she’d piss. Now she was cussing yet groaning, hard. He inserted two fingers up into her cunt, and rammed them in and out repeatedly. Her legs were slightly trembling now, reacting to his touch, her eyes were closed as she kept telling him to stop, but it was obvious her body was betraying her because she couldn’t stop dripping. Her pussy seemed to have a will of its own. If she could have seen herself down there, she would have been horrified at how her cunt churned and twisted and humped furiously as it came and came on Asher’s fucking tongue.
He kept it up for another half-minute at most, and now her cunt was soaking wet, ready to take him. He stood up, and went for her breasts again, sucking on her nipples, and with a shaky breath, said.
"You know.... chances that the Duke could curse you again are pretty high! This is why I’m turning you into my own personal slut instead!"
She opened her tear-lidded eyes slightly and glared down at him, seeing him suckle on her tits.
"I’ll never become your slut!!!" She barked. "What will the world think of me? What will my daughter say? My~~~ NOoo~~~fuck, you fucking bastard!!!" She moaned when he shoved two fingers again down her pussy!
Why’s my body so turned on? His fingers... they feel good!
"What the world thinks of you... is not important than your safety, now, is it?"Asher asked. "If you become my personal servant slut, the Duke won’t curse you again!!!" He shifted and began to suckle on her left tit.
Her breathing increased, her chest rising and falling, his fingers still gently going in and out her damped cunt.
"W-what~~~ what do~~ you mean?" She managed to rasp.
He pulled away from her nipple, then looked her in the face with a smirk, his voice dripping with confidence.