The Queen let out a trembling moan and pushed her ass back, rubbing her soft cheeks against his cock.
"You’re right..." she moaned, overflowing with pleasure. "I was a bad wife... I deserve to be punished."
He pressed her wrists harder against the wall and gently bit her shoulder, feeling Emilia shudder with pleasure.
"If you want to be punished so badly..." he said, rubbing the head of his cock against her wet entrance. "Then I’ll gladly do it."
Mark released one of her wrists just to grab his cock and align it with the Queen’s soaked entrance. Without giving her ti to prepare, he thrust forward with force, burying himself inside her in one powerful stroke.
"Ahhh!" Emilia cried out, arching her back as her pussy was roughly opened.
He didn’t wait and imdiately started thrusting into her hard, fucking her rcilessly against the wall. His hips slamd against her ass with strong, fast strokes, mixing the sound of skin against skin with the shower water.
The Queen moaned uncontrollably, her face pressed against the wall.
"Don’t stop!" she panted loudly. "Harder...! Destroy ...! Ruin with your cock...!"
Mark pressed her wrists harder against the wall and increased his speed, fucking her even more aggressively. Emilia’s pussy was incredibly hot and tight, dripping around his cock with every movent.
"You’re mine..." he growled against her ear, not stopping his thrusts. "You belong to ... I’ll use you whenever I want, wherever I want, and however I want."
The Queen let out a long, trembling moan, pushing her ass back to take each thrust better.
"Yes...! I’m yours...!"
Noticing that she was getting more and more excited because of his little domination ga, Mark decided to continue it a bit further.
"The only thing you’re good for is to be bred by over and over again... I’m going to fill you with so much cum that you won’t be able to think about anything except spreading your legs for ."
Hearing those words, Emilia shuddered violently and her pussy clenched hard around Mark’s cock.
"Yes! That’s what I want most in this world!" she exclaid between desperate moans. "I want you to knock up...! I want you to fill again and again...! Please...!"
He let out a short laugh.
"If that’s the case, then get ready, because I’m not going to give you a single second of rest... I’m going to fuck you every day until your belly is completely swollen with my child."
Those words were too much for Emilia.
Her body suddenly tensed and she let out a sharp moan as she reached orgasm. Her pussy squeezed tightly around Mark’s cock, trembling and contracting uncontrollably.
Her legs weakened and she could barely stay standing, held up only by Mark’s body pressing her against the wall and his hands holding her wrists.
"Ahhhhhh...! Master...!"
Emilia’s orgasm was intense. Her entire body shook as she panted with half-closed eyes and her mouth open.
Mark continued moving slower inside her, prolonging her orgasm while Emilia trembled weakly, breathing heavily.
But as soon as he felt her orgasm starting to fade, he began thrusting into her hard again.
"...How dare you cum before your Master?" he whispered against the Queen’s ear.
Emilia let out a trembling moan, still sensitive from the previous orgasm.
"I... I’m sorry..." she panted, her voice broken. "Forgive ... Master."
"What a sha... but now you’ll have to pay for that."
He released her wrists, letting her support herself against the wall on her own. Emilia placed her palms on the cold wall to keep her balance.
Then Mark quickly moved one hand to the Queen’s neck, holding it firmly but not too tight, just enough for her to feel his control.
With his other hand, he grabbed one of her large, soft breasts, squeezing it hard and pinching her nipple between his fingers.
"This... is too much..." she panted with difficulty, her voice broken by pleasure. "My brain is going to lt... Master..."
But Mark didn’t listen. He was on the edge of his own orgasm and continued fucking her rcilessly, thrusting without stopping for a single mont. The wet sound of his cock entering and exiting her pussy mixed with Emilia’s moans.
"I can’t hold it anymore..." he growled in a hoarse voice. "So... make sure you take it all inside you."
"Yes, Master...! All of it...!" Emilia responded with glazed eyes and almost breathless.
Mark thrust into her hard one last ti and then his body tensed. His hot seed shot out with force, painting Emilia’s insides white.
He continued moving slowly as he emptied himself completely, filling her until the excess started leaking around his cock and running down the Queen’s thighs.
She trembled violently, feeling her insides being completely filled.
Mark kept his hand on her neck for a few more seconds, breathing heavily against her nape, before loosening the pressure. His cock was still throbbing inside the Queen, releasing the last drops.
"Good girl..." he murmured against her ear, still buried deep inside her.
Emilia, flooded with pleasure, gently raised one hand and placed it over Mark’s hand that was holding her neck. Her fingers caressed him tenderly, without strength, until he loosened his grip and finally released her.
After that, her other hand moved down to Mark’s hand that was gripping her waist tightly. She also touched it gently, silently asking him to let go. He did, removing both hands from her body.
But as soon as she was free, Emilia’s legs trembled and could no longer support her. She slid slowly down the wet wall until she fell to her knees on the shower floor.
Her face ended up resting against the floor, cheek pressed to the tiles and her ass raised high in a completely exposed position.
Her pussy, pink and swollen from the hard thrusts, was fully visible, and from it Mark’s thick white sen began to slowly leak out, dripping from her vaginal lips and falling in a thick strand to the floor.
Mark sat on the floor, breathing heavily as he watched the scene. Seeing the Queen in such a submissive and vulnerable position made him frown with concern.
"Emilia... are you okay?"
She took a few seconds to respond. Her chest rose and fell rapidly as she tried to catch her breath, but when she finally spoke, her voice sounded shaky and satisfied.
"I’ve never been better," she answered honestly.
"I’m glad to hear that..."
Then Emilia moved one of her hands back, passing it between her legs. With two fingers she spread her vaginal lips slightly and then pressed her palm against her pussy, preventing more sen from escaping.
She stayed like that, face pressed to the floor, ass raised high and her hand covering her entrance, as if she didn’t want to lose a single drop of what Mark had left inside her.
Mark watched her in silence, his cock still half-hard, seeing how Emilia breathed heavily in that vulnerable position. And after a few monts he stood up.
"Emilia... I think I’ll get going," he said, heading toward the door. "Take all the ti you need, okay?"
She didn’t respond with words, only let out a soft moan of agreent.
And then he left the bathroom, leaving Emilia inside to finish showering more calmly.
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