Snowbunny Queen Elsa Gets Blacked Ch 02

"H-Hnh-" Elsa, being led by the dark skinned mercenary, with a deep breath sank to her knees... And then got onto all fours, crawling after the dark mercenary captain, wiggling her fishnet-clad bottom as he tugged her along by a leash. "I will, of course, obey a ritual of forgiveness. I can only apologise for my people's shameful actions, and beg you to stay with us longer." Elsa mewled- "I have already decided we will increase your payment for your services..." The blonde queen looked up at her black master as he sat down. She was just a sexy piece of bimbo twerkmeat on the end of a leash, waiting for commands and attention.

As Elsa spoke too much, Malik tugged on the chain, letting the collar dig into her skin. The dark-skinned soldier raised his cup again and drained it with gusto. He slammed the golden palace cup on the table before stroking his chin once more, looking down to inspect the 'toy' he'd acquired and thought about how to best make use of her. "I no longer trust you-" He replied with a deep and false sigh. "-But! There is a way to regain it."

"I-I understand- I-" She squeaked as he twisted the leash and shut her up. His pale little royal sexdoll looked up innocently.

He spun the leash around his hand as he glanced down, looking straight into the fuckdoll's eyes. He flashed her a gruff and amused smile before clapping his hands together. "You will accept a tattoo of the gods, marking our agreement as sacred. Furthermore, you will start addressing me in full honours, as 'Master Malik', master of the sons of the sand!"

Without question, she nodded earnestly, like the good little fuckpiggy she was. "Yes Master Malik- That- That is a- An all too fair deal! I will accept the tattoo of your gods with relish- Most certainly. Thank you master Malik." Elsa bowed her head repeatedly, obedient by the dark warriors side. She thought to herself. "I just have to get on his good side... I don't have any cards to play here Elsa, just... He'll be merciful..."

Another woman stepped forward with an odd needle tool, ready to grant her this tattoo. She was the first woman of darker skin that Elsa had seen with the group, making it clear she was one of them. Most likely some wise-woman and mistress of rituals. Malim grabbed an apple from the table and bit down on it. Elsa noticed the needle, and quivered a little.

"As your betrayal struck my heart-" He put his hand on his broad chest, showing off a small fresh scar. "The tattoo shall be placed on a humiliating place, to pay for the sin of your people. Present your ass."

The bimbo blonde ice queen bowed her head, and quietly placed her forehead on the floor. She positioned herself in front of Malik's throne like chair, and hoisted her butt up as high as it would go, pancaking her tits out on the floor, face pressed into the wood, giving him a pale, fatty canvas to tattoo. "I understand Master Malik- H-Here is my ass for you to... Use..." The ice queen stammered in embarrassment. He could see how wet her twat was now she had hoisted her ass up high.

Malik flashed an amused smile at seeing how eager and leaking the Queen was-, but decided against fucking her tonight. She needed to be driven to even greater desire and submission first. Instead, he gestured at the wisewoman as she began the slow work of placing the tattoo. Luckily, the magics and techniques of his people made it relatively quick. He nodded, satisfied. "Good girl." With her thick and pasty pale booty raised up at him, he brought his hand down with a loud CRACK, making it shake.

Elsa gave a mewling squeal, but didn't dare object- Her sopping wet pussy could be seen by everyone thanks to the basically see through dress, and there was a definite darkening wet spot around her crotch. She felt like prey about to be eaten... And it was making her eyes crossed, lips-puckered horny.

For a good 30 minutes the wisewoman kept prickling her with needles, forcing her to remain kneeling like a sow. During that time, Malik flat-out ignored her, focusing on the meal and his allies. He laughed and joked with them, forcing her to just listen to them talk about their conquests of women and how little they thought about the Arendelle whores. Elsa's sloppy cunt leaked the whole time. She wiggled her bottom in Malik's lap, oozing girljuices onto his knee- Occasionally she'd try to speak, but he'd just entirely ignore her. The way the warlord spoke to casually about all women as whores, while some women she knew to be married wives were flirting on the knees of his lieutenants, made her so unBELIEVABLY wet and horny.

When that it was finally over, the wisewoman held up a mirror in front of the queen, letting her see the black heart on her ass. Elsa was panting like a sow in heat by the time the mirror was presented... And she gasped- There was a huge ace of spades on her left asscheek- It couldn't be hidden unless the entire cheek was covered up, and that wasn't going to be happening anytime Malik was staying with her. Elsa was now officially a slutty little Queen of Spades.

"It is a Spade tattoo-" Malik explained. "It shows- a.... submission to our values and culture." The man nodded once, pleased with himself. He glanced at the tattoo, admiring how it looked on that fat ass. Despite what he'd already done to the 'noble' Queen of the land, he wasn't done yet.

"I... I see- A submission? Well..." Elsa panted, blushing. "V-Very well... Nfh..." The whore queen bit her bottom lip.

Malik casually gave her sore, pale rump another hard SMACK.

"Now, there is one more part of this. To seal our agreement, we must give each other an orgasm. Get on the table."

His words made her squeal. "O-Oh~! M-Master Malik- This- That is-" Her body couldn't resist. The fat assed queen of spades Elsa rose from his feet, the leash still around her neck, and she got on all fours on the table. Then, she lowered herself down so her tits were pancaked out, and she spread her legs as wide as she could whilst still kneeling on them, openly presenting her sloppy twat to his face on the table, like she was just another dish to be sampled. The blushing face of the queen made everyone laugh- She corrected her earlier outburst. "I-I meant to say- That is an excellent custom..."

"I shall start us off, so you just enjoy it." Malik replied confidently as the Queen took her place as the meal of honour. Malik leaned forward and spat on her cunt, letting it impact roughly on it and mix with her own leaking juices. A moment later his rough fingers trailed down her waist and rubbed against the outside of her plump lower lips.

Elsa stammered incoherently- She wasn't looking at him, instead spread out on the table, and her face was a sweaty and embarrassed mess. "O-OohnFH~ M-Master Malik- I-" He casually shut her up with the spit on her messy cunt, teasing her down the sides of her body, and then pressing into her sloppy twat.

"Ah-" He paused, feeling their wetness. "I see you're eager, eh?" He laughed and smacked her cunt lightly, letting the pain and pleasure bloom in her clit. Without giving her any time to breathe, Malik rubbed his two fingers against her swollen clit. He kept a steady pace, letting the pleasure build up. She could feel that this man must have fingerfucked dozens of women, that is how good he was at it.

"Anhf~! W-Well- E-Eager to... Earn your forgiveness, Master Malik. You s-EE~!" The bimbo ice queen's voice cracked as his hand teasingly smacked her cunt, followed by jiggling her inner thighs and freshly marked up assmeat. The focus on her clit set her quivering, and she was soon openly moaning and mewling, legs shaking with pleasure.

Finally he shoved his two fingers inside, curling them inside and quickly finding her soft-spot. The palm of his hand kept rubbing against her clit as he pulsated his fingers inside of her cunt, trying to see if he could make her squirt and shame her further in front of her own people. It would be quite the sight, a good reminder that their Queen was just a whore like them. "Now promise me you'll obey my commands."

"F-FffANH~!" More lewd moans escaped Elsa's lips, and the squeals of her arousal almost drowned out the laughter and smirks of Malik's men with their own fuckdolls on their knees. "Y-yes Master Malik- Clear... NFH! Clearly you know far better than my advisors... They- NH~! They're such cowarRrRrRrRRDSsSSsS~!!" At that, the ice queen broke, and her womanhood burst in a flood. This blonde haired BBC pale-bootied BBC bimbo had her first ever squirting orgasm on a table in a full room, her body rocking with pleasure as she moaned her heart out, till she was left panting, still scrunched up on the table, chest rapidly rising and falling, a broken little queen of spades slut, black fingers casually shlupping in and out of her flooded pussy. "I-I'll obey your commands... yesh..." She reaffirmed her commitment.

The crowd burst into applause and laughter as the pathetic Queen showed them her unsightly face as she squirted her brains out all over the dining table. Malik kept teasing her cunt a little bit longer before he pulled his fingers out. He glanced at the wet ropes of juices linking them before reaching up to Elsa's face and stuffing his fingers in her mouth. "Good. Good!" He laughed, forcing her to taste her own juices and clean his fingers.

Elsa groaned over his fingers, messily cleaning them up, just drooling even more as the fat digits spread her lips apart, playing with her mouth, moving her slack, pleasure-drunk features around, forcing her mouth open. "H-Hanhhfnh... Th-Thank you... M-Master Malik... Nfh..."

Once that was done, he pulled them out and wiped his fingers clean on her ass. In the process, he couldn't resist giving her another good SPANK while she was still sensitive from her orgasm. It would be a shame to send this whore of a woman away without pumping her belly full of spunk, but he'd make do with one of her maids. "Now, it is your turn."

The QoS Queen's pasty white assmeat glistened with spit and squirt and sweat, making the fresh tattoo shine in the firelight of the hall. The spank forced out another moaning squeal. "Yes Master Malik~" Elsa was still achingly horny, need spreading to the tips of her toes.

He reached down and dragged her head back up by tugging on the leash. At the same time, he lowered his trousers, letting his fat and massive black cock PLOP on her sultry face. Even half erect it was so much bigger than anything she'd ever seen. Its thick and domineering scent assaulted her nose and killed what little intelligence she had left.

A few tugs on her lead was all Elsa needed. The blonde queen-whore wiggled her rump off the table and fell to her knees between the table. When the huge rod came out and smacked her right on the nose, splitting her face, her eyes immediately crossed- "H-Hnnhahnanhanan~" She gave a kind of braindead, giggling moan. "Th-Thanksh Mashter~" Her speech slurred as her mouth was already smooching and kissing and licking the kingly shaft that was draped over her face.

Soon, Elsa was bobbing her head in Malik's lap, her lips wrapped as tight as she could manage around his terrifyingly enormous shaft. She was having to practice on the fly, slowly working away her gag reflex, fitting in another extra inch every minute, building up a thick and messy lather of spit. Other than twisting her hair into grabbable pigtails, Malik didn't need to pay this wanton snowbunny whore any attention as her slutty little face bounced in his lap, her hands coaxing his wet balls.