Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 52915 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 265(@200wpm)___ 212(@250wpm)___ 176(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 52915 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 265(@200wpm)___ 212(@250wpm)___ 176(@300wpm)
“How many parts do you have?”
“As many as might be needed to tame you, keep you, and own you.”
Luck slaps my ass, and Charming grins.
“This is a trick you should have revealed earlier,” I moan as Luck’s cock slides into me with a casual ownership that now makes perfect sense.
“Oh, I have many secrets, princess. You barely know me, and so much of our story together has been taken up by your hurling yourself from heights, or being banished by wizards…”
While he lectures me with some amusement, his shade of Luck fucks me deeply, a second round of Charming cock for my increasingly aching pussy.
“If you can be a good, obedient princess, you might discover more pleasures. I told you when we met. This is a magical kingdom. There are endless possibilities here. Nothing is as it seems. Now. Clean me.”
Charming slides his cock into my mouth. I taste my juices and his seed mingled together, and there is something satisfying and soothing about having him hot and hard and oh-so-real in my mouth even as some shattered part of him, a shadow broken free to find me, claims me for itself.
For an entire evening, I am passed between Charming and his fortune, ravaged thoroughly by the splintered entities of my broken king. Their twin lusts are indescribably insatiable. I am kissed, caressed, pleasured, and yes, fucked, one cock after the other entering me until I whimper both for mercy and release.
“It hurts,” I moan as Charming’s cock parts my puffy, wet outer lips which are completely glazed in his alien seed for the umpteenth time.
“Does it? Or does it feel like it should? Does it feel sore and punished and filled and owned, just like you should feel, my disobedient princess?”
His growled words make my pussy quiver as he stretches me with a forceful thrust. Fuck yes. That is exactly how I feel. Sore. Punished. Filled. And Owned.
When the morning comes, I find myself dozing in Charming’s arms. Luck has melted into the sun and it appears to be just the two of us, seed soaked lovers in the glimmering dawn of a new day. I am going to feel his fucking for quite some time, and the lashing he gave me will keep me aching when I sit as well.
I suppose I deserved all of that. I wonder if he knows how much I enjoyed it. I suspect he does; after all, I came on his cock at least half a dozen times last night.
“Morning, princess,” he murmurs as he feels me stir. His hand slides over my hip and his palm cups my pussy with a gentle touch that makes me grind my hips toward him. I am very well sated, but I am also very, very needy. “Time to go home, I think.”
“Home? To the Ever After?”
“Yes, of course.”
“I thought we’d been irrevocably banished? That there was no easy way back? I thought that was the whole point of having been sent here by Balthazar.”
“He assumed you would be caught at The End,” Charming says. “I suppose he got the impression of you as being somewhat clueless and reckless.”
“I have no idea how that could have happened.”
“Indeed,” Charming says, patting my pussy. “Regardless, we can certainly travel from Far Far Away to Ever After. Remember what Luck told us? There should be a dock nearby.”
As Luck would have it, there is a dock nearby, just down the path I was going to take the night before. There’s also a ship. How fortunate. I suppose once you spend an entire night being fucked by Luck, he gives something back. Makes me wonder why people usually associate fortune with femininity, given how hard it can bone you.
“We usually go straight to Spinoff, but we can detour to Ever After for a small portion of a king’s ransom,” the captain says. “For the lot of you, that’ll be six hundred doubloons.”
“I will give you twelve hundred if you make the greatest of haste.”
“We’re a ship, sire, ship goes as fast as the wind goes.”
“Then we will make the wind blow like the wind has not blown before.”
“We call that a hurricane, sire, and have to say, not ideal conditions.”
Charming nods and says in his most regal tones, “Then we shall travel at the normal speed, in the normal way, for the normal price.”
“Excellent idea, sire.”
13
Emmaline
An indeterminate period of time later, our sky ship drifts near the kingdom of Ever After. It is safe to say that the inhabitants of the Far Far Away were quite relieved to see me in particular leave. I have not fit in well here, and I am looking forward to returning to the castle, even if it is a hellscape.
As the coast of Charming’s kingdom becomes visible, I let out a surprised cry. “It’s all nice again!”