Revenge: Princess Downfall

Warning: This is a very dark story containing many disturbing themes such as noncon, humiliation, degradation, corruption, sexual slavery, misogyny, sadomasochism and more. Do not read this story unless you are okay with extreme content relating to the listed themes.

I do not condone or endorse any of the activities described in this story. Sexual fantasies can be a fun and safe way to explore fetishes but always treat real people with respect. Fantasize responsibly. ^^

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Dread handed Aelodi's ponytail to the closest man, who accepted her white-blonde fuck grip with reverence.

The dark mage king sat at his table with a front-row view of the impending gangbang. He was whoring the snotty princess out for two bronze coins a dick. Dread thought of Anthony, and his cock twitched in his pants.

The man holding her used his second hand on her ponytail for a two-fisted grip. The princess's eyelids flitted, and her mouth hung open. She was well and truly wasted. The man slammed his cock into her throat, and she gagged.

The crowd of men cheered lustily. The circle tightened even more. Shoddy trousers hit the floor, freeing cocks of all different sizes and shapes, and workers hands reached out to pinch, grope, stretch, and caress the princess's immaculate body.

The men wasted no time. They were impatient to use the tempting body of the vulnerable princess, and a man slithered beneath her. Another man lowered himself near her bubble-shaped ass. The man in her throat continually choked her with his cock. The man beneath her started thrusting in tandem with the man behind her.

Princess Aelodi had been stuffed with cock in every hole, but she was totally out of it. That wouldn't do. Dread figured the waifish princess would be unable to hold her drink well, so he brought just the thing to remedy her current state.

Rising, Dread drew a small item from his pocket. A glass vial contained a mineral that emitted a sharp-smelling gas. The gas was a potent stimulant, most often used by miners to stave off sleep during long shifts underground, but it would also serve to bring Princess Aelodi's drifting awareness back to the present where he wanted it. The gas wouldn't sober her up; it would only ensure she stayed awake.

Dread pulled the stopper free with a pop and held the vial under her regal nose. The princess jerked awake, eyes widening, but she couldn't move her head. The man fucking her throat had her locked in place. Her honey-brown irises rolled around as she tried to make sense of her surroundings. The princess tried to protest, but she couldn't form words with the cock lodged in her windpipe.

The man in her throat laughed throatily. "Oh ho ho, now the whore knows."

"Fuck her good!" a man shouted from the waiting crowd.

"Make the bitch squeal," another shouted.

Aelodi tried squeezing her eyes shut. The cock in her throat exploded, and the girl coughed. His sperm burst out of her nose and dripped from her nostrils.

A new man took the old one's place, and he was big. Almost seven feet tall with a bulging stomach and thick arms. His cock was much larger than the one that came before. Aelodi weakly regarded the new, large man.

"Hahlp," she slurred.

The men in her ass and pussy jerked and filled her holes with sticky jism. Aelodi flopped on the floor as they pulled out. She tried to rise on hands and knees, but her movements were sluggish.

"I want her ass," the big man growled. As he approached Aelodi, Dread identified a mean glint in his ruddy eyes. The large man knelt behind her and forced his cock into her brown balloon knot.

Aelodi shrieked, even numbed by the drink, as his massive cock gaped her tight little ass.

"Shut the slut up," someone in the crowd shouted.

An old man tossed two coins in Dread's hat and stepped up. He worked his cock between the blonde beauty's wailing lips. His veiny hands tugged the hair on top of her head, and her cries were muffled by old man dick.

A third man rubbed Aelodi's clit, hard and fast, and leered up at the girl. The mean man in her bum sent her body rocking forward with every brutal thrust.

"I'm gonna ruin this royal shitter," the mean man snarled.

"Damn," a young man said. "He should've waited to go later."

The old man in her throat finished and came. As he pulled out, the princess resumed shrieking.

The man fingering her caught her chin in a tight grip. "I know how to shut this whore up." He tried to fit his entire fist in her mouth. Aelodi's lips were stretched wide, but she managed a guttural cry. The man in her ass increased his brutal pace. The brute grabbed the intoxicated princess by her dainty throat and yanked her back so she was forced to sit on his giant cock. Her gaping ass shuddered from the punishment she'd received, but he gave her no quarter. Using her shoulders as a grip, he forced her down, and her yawning anus swallowed his cock to the base.

The man from before angled in and stuck his cock in her available pussy. She was being filled with two cocks, and the screams grew more animalistic.

"Itts toooo--" she shouted. "Tooooo muach!"

"I'm gonna fuck you till your ass breaks," the mean man said. The noble girl had bad luck to get this man so early. She'd be sore the rest of the night, at least.

A third man joined the fray, standing over Aelodi's stunning, pain-twisted face. "I'm shoo fulll," Aelodi wailed. The man thrust his length past her pouty lips.

The man in her ass started to groan. He hollered and bounced the princess harder on his fuckstick. Her breasts bounced in small circles as she was jostled up and down, her anus repeatedly jammed with dick. The large man groaned and clutched her breasts in a white-knuckled grip as he flooded her ass with hot cum. Aelodi's wails died down as he pulled his softening cock out of her ass. His cum gooped out of her stretched anus to pool beneath her.

"Best two bronze I've ever spent," the mean man said, standing and dressing.

The two men still inside her reached climax soon after. One filled her love hole with sperm while the other came on her tits.

Dread stepped up with a red pastel pencil. He wrote "Fuck hole" above the girl's gaping anus with an arrow pointing down. Not done, he wrote "Slut" on her forehead and "Cum Dump" above her shaved sex.

Two rough men came forward. One had a large scar on his face from jaw to cheekbone and wore a long knife at his belt. A red eye patch wound around the other's head.

"Oh, she's a cumdump all right," said eyepatch.

Aelodi moaned softly on the floor, cum still oozing from her assaulted anus, and she struggled drunkenly to try and stand. Scar picked her up like a sack of potatoes and tossed her roughly up on top of a table. He cleared the table of any mugs with an arm and flipped her face up so her pussy perched on one edge while her delicate neck hung off another. The princess's dazed expression floated around the room. Scar leered down at her, fingering her cunt. The princess's delicate sex leaked semen.

His friend, eyepatch, pulled on Aelodi's hair until her head bent backwards over the edge of the table. "I'm gonna skull fuck you, my lady."

Eyepatch pinned her toned arms down and started pummeling her throat. Dread was impressed. This man was even rougher than he was.

Meanwhile, Scar started to work a finger into the princess's lovely pussy. A second finger joined the first, then a third. Dread grinned as he realized what the man had planned.

A fourth finger joined, and then the man forced his entire fist into the princess's once-pure and pristine cunt. The princess jerked wildly on the table, but the men held her down.

Eyepatch, the one fucking her throat, had been going full tilt, with both hands squeezing her dainty neck, and he gave her no rest. The royal blonde's windpipe bulged every time he filled her airway with his cruel penis. He gave her few chances to breathe, maniacal in his penetration of the girl's stunning face. Dread thought he might need to step in as Aelodi's frantic struggling slowed, but the man released his chokehold and withdrew his cock.

Aelodi gagged and coughed. A cum bubble inflated from her nostril before popping.

"Just a fuckable little whore," Scar said.

"Pwese," Aelodi pleaded. "Stop! Id huwrts."

Fist buried in her once-tight cunt, Scar punched her guts, and Aelodi rattled the table as she climaxed.

She tried to push Eyepatch away as he stepped forward to use her again, but he pinned her arms and resumed skull-fucking the lovely girl. A single despairing scream escaped her before her cries were muffled.

"Ahk-gaw-glach," the girl choked.

Scar pulled his fist out of the girl and pulled out his cock. His rough hands rotated her hips to better access her ass and he filled the rear end of the drunk princess.

About ten seconds later, Aelodi's legs went stiff, and she arched her back. The girl was cumming hard. Eyepatch groaned in surprise and shot a load down her throat before stepping back.

Scar came soon after, filling the girl's insides with hot, sticky sperm. Leaning close to her tear-lined cheeks, the man forced her to look up at him. "Remember me when your husband complains you're too loose, your highness."

Dread handed Scar the red pastel pencil. "Go ahead," he said.

Scar thought for a moment and then wrote something under her right breast. "Two coin whore," it read.

Men crowded around Aelodi, and she accepted the attentions of many at once. They fucked locks of her hair, her armpits, her knees, her tits, even her thighs. Others stood around jerking themselves as they watched the public defilement of King Anthony's gorgeous daughter. More men wrote things on her, urged by Dread, and soon nearly her entire body had been covered with nasty sayings, cruel names, and crude illustrations.

Gag me.

Gape me.

I heart abuse.

Princess whore.

Gangbang toy.

Coins clinked as bronze filled Dread's hat.

At one point, three men shoved their manhoods into her sopping cunt at the same time. Aelodi came her brains out from that, face a rictus of perverted pleasure. The haughty princess enjoyed being stretched to her limits.

Twin brothers decided to fuck her ass at once. They jammed her already worn asshole full with their dicks and opened her brown eye even further. The wails the princess made! She cried herself hoarse, at least, until she came so hard she went limp as if she were made of jelly. The cocky princess was becoming quite the butt slut.

"These holes are filthy," a man said. One of a group of three who took their turn together. They muttered to each other before nodding and surrounding the wobbling princess. They bent her over a table, and men stuck their cocks in each hole. Then they pissed.

Sitting on the table in front of her, the man in her throat pissed, and the miserable princess coughed as urine spurted out of her nose. The man filling her ass peed as well, and when he finished, he spread her cheeks allowing the urine to wash away any seed stuck up inside of her. The piss in her pussy rinsed out a large quantity of cum.

After, once the princess was 'clean,' the men wasted no time filling her up with their hard dicks. A cock in her ass, a cock in her mouth, a cock in her pussy. A fourth man stumbled forward and fucked her tits. Her hands were wrapped around two other cocks, urged to jerk and squeeze them until they spurted their seed on her.

The tavern door was propped open and a lineup of men had formed. According to Elaxia, the lineup stretched halfway down the street.

"Enough!" A hard voice shouted. An arrogant, commanding voice used to getting what it wanted.

Dread looked up lazily and found Anthony standing at the open door. The King glared around at the many men jerking their cocks, blanched at the sight of his fully stuffed daughter, and then rounded on Dread.

"We're shutting this sick party down," Anthony declared. City guards flanked him, and hundreds more stood outside. "This isn't a brothel. You don't have the permits."

Aelodi mewled as the men pulled out of her, and she crawled towards her father.

"Daaddy," she said. A fit of coughing seized the girl, expelling cum to splatter her breasts and belly. "Hallp me."

Anthony's face twisted with rage, and he attempted to seize control of the tavern like he had any right to be there.