The Prince Ss Ch 10 The Journey

"So, you're actually the Prince of the realm. Vesper organised an attempted assassination on you, so she could get you alone and turn you into her personal cumdump and then take over rule of the kingdom." Gunnar said, concisely explaining what I had just spent the last 45 minutes talking about.

"Pretty much. So will you help me?" I grabbed his arm. Looking up at him, trying to look wide -eyed and desperate so he'd help. We had moved to the edge of the bed and were sitting side by side.

"Well, what do you need and what's in it for me?" Gunnar asked.

"500 gold on my safe return and promise as a job as my new head of security. Coming with a handsome paycheck and all the royal privileges." I began. "All you need to do is get me to the castle and keep me protected from Vesper."

Gunnar thought for a moment. He knew he held all the power here. Not only was he the only person I could turn too, but he could just take me away and never let me back to the castle. Turning me into his own sex slave.

"Ok whore, I'll do it." He smirked

"Oh, thank you Gunnar." I squealed holding him close. My arms not long enough to wrap around his large torso.

"But I have a few extra conditions." He spoke. A menacing smile creeping across his face.

"Ok... What are they?" I was hesitant to accept but knew I had to hear them.

"I bring two men, each also getting 500 gold and positions as my crew in your security detail. You do what I say when I say it, no questions. And the bounties on my head and my men's heads are forgotten."

I pretended to mull them over. Trying to make it seem like I had any power in this negotiation. "I accept on a condition of my own."

"And what's that?"

"You take my plug out now and never put it back in." I tried to sound demanding, like if he said no the whole deal would be off.

"Deal." He put out his big right hand ready to shake on it. I gripped his large paw as best I could. His tightened his grip and crushed my dainty hand. I tired not to grimace with pain. He pulled me in tight, causing me to yelp in surprise. His other hand wrapped around me and grabbed the plugs base. In one quick motion he yanked it out off me.

He held it between us. "I like have easy access to my bitch's pussy anyway." He stared at it. Cum slowly dripping down it. "Can I keep this?" He asked. "Might get some use out of it one day."

"Sure thing." Just so long as it was out of me, I was happy. I was clenching my hole tightly. A torrent of cum threatening to spill onto the floor now the dam was gone.

"Give me your coin purse, we leave in 30 minutes." He said handing the cum soaked plug back to me and wiping his hand on my chest. "And clean this thing up before I get back."

"What do you need my coin purse for." I asked.

"Remember our deal Prince, no questions."

"Oh.. sorry." I grabbed my coin purse and brought it over to him.

"I'll let you off this time, but next time you break our deal there will be a punishment." He threatened. "30 minutes and I don't like leaving late." He said as he left the room.

Once he left, I ran to the bathroom and expelled as much cum as I could until my tummy was once again flat. I washed the plug in the sink, resisting every urge to lick it clean. Then I got dressed, putting back on the only clothes I managed to steal away. My white panties, short shorts, and crop top. My kitten heels clicked on the ground as I paced nervously waiting for Gunnars return.

Without knocking Gunnar burst into the room. I jumped in surprise, thinking Vesper had already found me. He's carrying a large wooden trunk. Dropping it onto the ground at my feet.

"Alright slut. Get in." He says pointing at the trunk.

"What?"

"Was that you questioning me?" Gunnar asked threateningly advancing on me.

"No... Well... Yes. But come on Gunnar, I at least get to know the plan." I slowly back away from him. Fearing what he could be considering as my punishment.

He stops and thinks for a second. "Ok. I guess that's fair. My friends are going to take you in this trunk out of the city and head for the castle. I'm going to go a different route. Assuming Vesper will think you came to me for help. If she doesn't follow, I'll join you in a days' time."

"Wow." I think about the plan for a minute. Admiring Gunnar's cunning. "That's a great idea."

"Thanks whore. Now get the fuck in." He kicks the trunk emphasising his point.

I open the latch on the trunk and climb in. It's a bit of a tight squeeze and I have to curl into a ball to fit properly.

"Oh, and I got you something to drink as well, but cause you questioned me so much I'm not sure you deserve." He holds up a large stone jug and stares at it.

I look up at him confused at what he could've possibly gotten for me.

"No point in letting it go to waste." He turns the jug and starts to pour the contents on me. I see the thick white liquid flow over the brim before hitting me square in the face. The scent fills my nostrils.

He's pouring cum all over me. He lets the flow land across my face and hair before moving down my chest and over my hips. He pours and pours. Where the hell did he get so much cum?

"Phew this centaur stuff really reeks. Cost me a pretty penny too. Well, cost you guess."

Finally, the flow stops, and I wipe some of the cum out my eyes and look up at him. My skin wet and sticky. Having finally just cleaned myself and my clothes I can feel my lower lip tremble, on the verge of tears.

"Aww don't cry bitch. Now you have a snack for the trip, and I'll even give you a rag to clean yourself up." He tosses a piece of greying fabric into the trunk.

I bring it to my face to clean myself up a bit more. The smell strikes me like a train. Somehow, they stink even more than the cum. I unfurl it and realise it's a pair of old dirty underwear. I stare back up at him.

"I bought them off the biggest Orc in the gym. Tells me he there his only pair, hasn't washed them since he got them a couple of weeks ago." He smiles at me. "Well enjoy the trip." Gunnar slams the trunk shut and I hear the latch close. Locking me in here. Its pitch black, no light getting through even the cracks of the lid. All there is, is the sound of my breathing and the smell of centaur cum and old Orc underwear.

I hear the muffled voice another man in the room. After a brief conversation the trunk starts to shake, and I begin feeling us move.

I can feel the jostle of being carried downstairs. I am bounced around in the container. The cum covering my body began to pool around my head as I was on a tilt. One of the men must be slightly taller than the other.

And then they walked...

And walked...

And walked...

I didn't her much conversation from the men. They trudged slightly through the forest. The heat of the sun causing me to sweat in the box. The hot fumes from the centaurs cum were becoming too much. I covered my mouth and nose with the Orc's dirty old underwear. The heady musky scent of dried sweat was more tolerable than the cum.

I realised what I had to do. I began to scoop up the thick viscous cum. Still not dried to my skin or the box itself. I began licking all I could off my fingers. The salty taste immediately coating my tongue. I hated to admit it to myself, but it was delicious. I tried to blame the cage for my new affinity for cum, but still I lapped it up.

I licked my fingers clean and searched the box for more. After some time, my fingers scrapped what they could off the inside of the wooden box, and I sucked all the cum I could from beneath my nails.

After cleaning the box of every drop of cum I could find in the dark I felt full and satisfied. The rhythmic shaking of the box and the heat caused me to grow tired. I brought the underwear to my face and snuggled them before slowly drifting off to sleep.

I don't know how long I slept for but when I woke up, I realised I wasn't moving anymore. I waited to see if I could hear anything from outside. I pressed my ear against the box but couldn't hear anything. I pressed against the top of the box, and it slowly gave way. I wasn't latched in anymore.

I peeked out top and saw two men eating slowly in front of a burning fire. An Orc and a Lycan. They looked like the same men who were with Gunnar in the markets all those days ago. The Orc had close cropped black hair. His bulging muscles casting large shadows on the forest behind him.

The Lycan sat silently eating a large piece of meat. The juices pouring from his maw, sharp teeth tearing at the flesh. He was covered in a thick coat of jet-black fur. In the dark you'd only be able to see his glowing yellow eyes.

I slowly got up and a creak of the lid alerted them to my presence. The Orc swivelling his head, the Lycan didn't move but I saw his ears twitching.

"Come on out sweetheart." The Orc said cheerily. "We don't bite." His smile wide and almost friendly. He patted the log they were sitting on. Signalling to me the spot between them.

I slowly climbed out of the box, my legs almost giving out from under me. Stiff and weak from being cramped in the box for so long. I walked over to join the two men by the fire. My heels digging slightly into the soft earth.

I sat between the men, just where the Orc told me. The towered over me even sitting down. The Orcs muscular thighs the size of both mine combined. The Lycans furry legs rubbing up against me, almost pleasantly.

"Well, aren't you just as pretty as Gunnar said." The Orc took my chin in his hand, making me look him in the eyes. "My name's Hakon and this friendly fellow is Skoll." He directed my head towards Skoll's. His eyes locked with mine, but he never stopped munching on his meal. The large tongue licking the bone clean, his white fangs glistening in the firelight.

"He's not a big talker." Hakon let go of my head and moved his hand to my thighs, gripping my soft flesh with his enormous hand. "But me I love a good gab." He began moving his hand up and down, just getting to the bottom of my shorts before moving back down.

"First, why don't you get out of those filthy clothes." Hakon said. I looked down at myself, my top and shorts were covered in splotches of dried yellow cum.

"Oh... Um... I don't have anything else to wear." I explained.

"Don't worry about that cutie. We don't mind. Don't we Skoll." Hakon asked.

We looked at Skoll who simply huffed a short sharp breath through his nose.

"See, we are all friends here." Hakon exclaimed, slapping me on the back. "Now strip." Hakon said definitely not asking this time. If I didn't want my last set of clothes ripped off me, I better do what he says.

I stood up in front of the men, facing away from them. I took my top off and bent down to remove my shorts. Showing off my plump rear to the two men. I turned back around and used my hands to cover my cage.

"Don't you just look beautifully. An ass men would die for." Hakon said. "Now sit back down beside me."

I sat down beside them, the cold wood of the log causing me to shiver slightly as I got comfortable. Hakon put his arm around my waist and pulled me into him.

"Aww poor baby cold, don't worry. We'll find a way to warm you up. Now what does that cute choker say." Hakon grabbed the silver heart around my neck

"Umm... It says sissy." I explain. "It's cursed I can't take it off."

"Hehe, not anymore it doesn't" Laughed Hakon.

"What? What does it say now." I asked wondering what it could possibly say now.

"Knot Slut." Hakon laughed. "I'm a little insulted but hey I think we can indulge you." Hakon looked over at Skoll and silently nodded. Simultaneously both stood off the log and loomed over me.

I looked up at them. We stared at each other silently. The only noise being the crackling of the fire in the background. We all knew what was about the happen.

They removed their loincloths. The Orcs large cock hanging between two oversized testicles on my right. The Lycans deep red cock beginning to peek to peek out of his sheath, his large fuzzy balls dangling below.

"Gunnar told us about his new whore. Said we'd both get a go at her so we should save up." Hakon growled. "It's only been 2 days, but I'm fit to burst. Get to work bitch"

The Orc grabbed the back of my head and pulled me into his crotch. His cock and balls coated in a layer of sweat after a day of walking. His musk was strong, and I became dizzy after taking a deep breath through my nose. I immediately began licking his growing cock and heavy balls. Savouring his taste on my tongue.

"Yes slut, I bet you love the taste of my sweaty balls. They've got a fat load ready for you." The Orc moaned as he held me against him.

I took his balls into my mouth and gave each a tongue bath. Breathing through my nose, growing hornier and hornier from his scent. My clitty leaking precum through my cage.

He pulled me away from his crotch and I got to see his cock. He looked big flaccid, but he was still a grower. He must have been at least 12 inches, and as thick as Gunnar. His green cock covered in bulging veins, pumping with each heartbeat. His fat head drooling precum.

Hakon gripped my chin and made me look up at him. "Glad you like it whore. I'm gonna fuck your sweet ass first then Skoll's gonna have sloppy seconds. Don't want to have to wait for the knot to deflate." He said. "But first open wide slut, lets lube this up." He took his cock and slapped it on my lips.

I open my mouth wide, and he continued to hit me with his heavy cock. Flecks of precum flying all over my face. He rested his tip in my tongue and grabbed either side of my head. I locked my lips around his cock and looked up at him.

"Deep breath whore." He said, his smile widening.

Next thing I knew my nose was pressed against his belly and his balls were slapping against my chin. He had rammed all 12 inches of fat green Orc cock into me. My well-trained throat immediately accepting his entire length. My choker tight as my neck bulged, the sudden invader testing me to my limits.

"Holy shit, that is one hot fucking throat you got bitch. Fucking hell, I can feel each muscle in his throat massaging my cock." He groaned as he held me tight against his stomach. I could feel his cock pulse with another spurt of precum filling my stomach.

He pulled my off his cock. The spit slick cock jutting straight out from the Orcs body. "If your pussy is half as good as good as your throat, we aren't gonna be doing this long." Hakon bent over and picked me up at the waist, like I weighed nothing at all.

He walked over to a nearby log and dumped me over it. The log was just about the perfect height for getting spit roasted. Hakon moved out of sight and went behind me. He planted his strong callous hands on both my cheeks and let his cock flap onto my ass.

That's when I finally noticed Skoll's cock. His crimson cock was tapered at the start before growing thicker and thicker and then tapered back down to his sheath. His knot yet to peek out. He was only about 10 inches but definitely thicker than Hakon in the middle.

He stepped forward and shoved his canine cock straight into my mouth. It tasted incredible. It was hot and sweaty from being stuck in his sheath all day. The salty taste of his sweat and pre-cum filled my mouth. I ran my tongue around the tip, savouring the taste of his precum on my tastebuds.

Skoll's leathery hands gripped either side of my head and he slowly pushed forward. His cock dragging along my tongue. He needed an extra push to begin the assault on my throat, but his tapered cock let him slide in. Taking his time, I could feel my neck bulging more and more as his cock got thicker and thicker. Finally, I felt his balls on my chin and my nose pressed against his sheath. He held me there for a moment before repeating the process just as slowly. Clearly enjoying the tight sensation of my throat and my muscles massaging him as I swallowed his cock.

A sharp smack brought me back. "You ready bitch?" I could feel Hakon's cock at my bussy. Ready to break down the door and start ravaging me. Not even giving a chance to moan a yes around Skoll's cock. Hakon shoved his full length into me. Bringing me to my first of many orgasms as his cock slammed against my tender prostate. a thin load squirting from my locked cock.

"You like that whore." Hakon growled. "Wells there's plenty more where that came from." My hole contracting around his cock as I orgasmed, milking him for all he's worth.

They sawed back and forth. Skoll's clawed hands on my head pulling me back and forth on his cock. The differing thickness stretching my throat. At its thickest it would cause the chocker to completely cut off oxygen to my head. Leaving my starry eyed and dizzy. He would hold me tight against him My nose pressed into his sheath. His furry balls tickling my chin. As he fucked my mouth his knot slowly peaked from his sheath. My eyes widened as I realised just how big it would be. The two crimson orbs at least as thick as his cock was. I wasn't sure how he was gonna squeeze them into my ass. but I'm sure he would find a way.

Hakon tightly gripped my hips as he fucked me. His big callous hands would alternate slapping my cheeks. Each hit causing me to moan around Skoll's cock and flex around Hakon's dick. Bringing each of them more pleasure. His fat cock slamming my prostate sending waves of pleasure coursing through me. Milking more and more cum from my clitty locked in its cage.

I feel like my prostate has gotten more sensitive over the past number of days. As each orgasm ended and new one was beginning. The cum never ceasing until my balls were milked dry and even then. Each time I would spasm around the enormous cock deep in my pussy. Encouraging Hakon to fuck me harder.

"Fucking whore hasn't stopped cumming since I started." Hakon grunted, noticing my persistent twitching around him. "She's gonna make me bust soon if she keeps milking me like this." Hakon's gripped tightened around my waist. His strong fingers digging into my soft fleshy hips.

Somehow, he found the strength to fuck me even harder. The claps of his pelvis slamming into mine got louder. His grunts and breathing became more laboured as his orgasm grew closer.

"Skoll, let her talk for a second." Hakon commanded. "I want to hear this whore beg for it."

Skoll gave one more thrust plunging deep into my throat, his knot bulging against my lips, almost threatening to knot my mouth. He held me there for a few seconds before giving me a light tap on the face with his leathery hand and pulling out in one go. A string of saliva connecting me to his cock.

I took a deep breath before blurting out. "Please cum in me, I need your thick load." My high-pitched girlish moans and squeals filled the air as Hakon slapped me repeatedly on each cheek. Never stopping his ongoing assault of my ass.

"Try again slut." Hakon said

"Please Hakon, I need your thick hot cum deep in me. I want you to fill me up. Make me your cumdump." I begged him.

With a final thrust I felt it. Hakon's cock began to expand deep in my guts. The first volley of his load shot in my guts. I could feel the heat in the middle of my stomach. My eyes rolled back, and my fingers gripped the log tightly as another orgasm ripped through me. I could feel my ass milk Hakon's load out of his cock.

Hakon stayed in me while spurt after spurt of cum filled me. His cum leaking out from around his cock and down my legs, the volume too great to stay inside.

"Ok Skoll get over here, you're gonna fucking love this bitch's pussy." I heard Skoll walk over to stand beside Hakon. As Hakon pulled out a huge gush of cum began to pour down my legs. But I was quickly plugged back up as Skoll thrusted into my gaping hole.

"Oh fuck." I moaned as Skoll's thick cock absolutely crushed my prostate sending another surge of pleasure to my cock and brain. I wasn't even producing cum anymore. I had been completely milked dry.