"As you wish, my king," Anna says weakly. A tear runs down her cheek. A lesser man might be moved by her sadness and fear, but you are King. Even though she is of your blood, she is a subject, like anyone else, and subject to your whim. As your future queen, it is her duty to accept your cock and your seed, whenever you desire to give it to her, and to produce you are many heirs as she can.
You place your body on top of hers, but keep most of your weight off of her. You don't want to hurt her more than is strictly necessary for the act. Anna looks down fearfully at your swollen cock.
"Perhaps we should wait until we are united in marriage, my king?" Your young sister seems to be looking for a way to delay the inevitable.
"We will be united today, in body." Your cock slides against her thigh, causing her to shudder. "And then united in marriage soon enough. As long as you bear my first heir after we are married, for a clear line of succession."
Anna's voice is very quiet. "And if I do not wish this, my king... my brother?"
"Then you speak treachery. At this point I will still take you, but then I will let the royal guard take you as well, before the executioner's axe does."
Anna shudders at your words and at the touch of the head of your cock against her small opening. "You leave me no choice, then, my king. I live now to serve your wishes." Another tear runs down her face.
You take her then, and Anna cries out in pain as her virginity is lost forever. Puberty came late to Anna, as it does to many of the women in your kingdom, and while she is of the legal age, and she once every moon, her body is still maturing. It is not quite ready to handle a man's cock such as yours.
"This was not how it was supposed to be," Anna whispers as you move within her tight confines. "Father was going to marry me off to a prince in a few years..."
"That was father's wish, and this is mine," you tell her as you plow in and out of her fertile opening. "Instead of being sent off to marry some strange man, you are now betrothed to someone you have known all your life."
"But my own brother..."
"The king does what he wants," you remind her sternly. "We would not be the first brother and sister of royal blood to do such. And this way you get to be the queen."
"The queen?" Anna's voice changes a little. Every princess wants to be a queen eventually, but few find a future or present king to marry. And only one could sit on the throne of this kingdom. Then she sounds a little hesitant. "But our mother is queen... and what will she say when she learns of this?"
"Her king is dead. She will obey my wishes in all things, or face the axe. As will anyone who dares to question who I choose as my queen."
"I will be the queen," Anna muses, the idea offering her a temporary respite from thinking about and feeling her brother's pounding cock. "And mother of the next king." She tries to wipe the tears from her face. "There are worst fates, I guess."
A change comes over her then. While she is still not entirely willing, she has resigned herself to her fate. "Very well then. I will sit at the throne besides yours during the day, and lie beneath you at night. You will have my obedience and my body, if not my love." Her arms wrap around you as she pulls you down against her small body. "Come then, my king. Make another king inside of me today."
You continue ravishing her young body. It wasn't you intention to make sure she enjoyed it, but now that she is no longer so resistant to you, her body begins to respond. Apparently, withing the maiden princess was also a lusty wench. Soon she is moaning beneath you, her slim body flush with sweat. The attention you had shown her body while she still slumbered obviously helped, as well.
"Oh, my king," she moans. "I have heard talk from my handmaidens, about what a woman's first time is like... and it scared me. It scared me as well to wake with you over me, and when I knew what you wanted. But this... this is not as bad as they said it would be. And not the burden our mother said it was."
Faster and faster you thrust now, as Anna's body becomes even more open to you, and her little cries of reluctant passion drive you even faster.
"My king!" Anna's voice is urgent. "Please... fill me with your seed now. My time is here."
Your time is here as well. You indulge Anna's wish, which is your wish as well, and fill her womb with what could be the next King. Anna cries out, her arms squeezing you tighter.
"I can feel it inside of me," she gasps. "Your seed, deep inside me. Oh, and there's more now..." Then she cries out again as you keep putting more and more seed into her, filling her to overflowing until both of your orgasms are past, and Anna collapses under you in exhaustion. |