Synopsis: in a land removed in space and time a Vagabond Wanderer is hired to rescue the snotty princess from the vile hands of villains heaping unnamable tortures and humiliations on her.  Will he stop them in time? Of course not.

 

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Rescuing Princess Nina And Other Tales

 

Rescuing Princess Nina

 

By Wolff

 

© 2006 by Wolfwerks

 

Wiping his broad sword on the giant’s beard he spat and called his horse. The stallion cantered to its master. He carefully sheathed the blade in wolf pelt scabbard and slung it on his back, looked at his watch and swung on the beast, spurring it on.

 

The giant’s carcass lay on the desolate moor like a broken massive shell as V Bane rode off, furs flapping and revealing mail chain shirt. He was bareheaded, his long mane flying in the wind. A helmet hung from the saddle.

 

The parchment was safe in the pouch. It was flourishly signed by king Googa-tonina and told that The Princess was abducted by ‘the base villain” Baron Goro and would V Bane, please, free her forthwith. The usual pay off was promised: Half income from Piss Lakes and one year’s ‘service’ with the Princess. This time old miser will have to pay up in full, he was thinking. This is the third time…

 

“Third time's the charm!" He cried..

 

V Bane urged his horse on and galloped towards bleak hills on the edge of moors. He did not pay attention to the mating game of the black dragons in the purple sky.

 

** **

Cold water trickles down the steel chains.

 

Chains are taut.

 

So are the limbs they are holding

 

** **

 

King Googa-tonina sat on the throne in his darkened hall. He was alone - his wife had another attack of apprehension. In his hands he griped the badge with Baron Goro’s symbol. Two Forked Cock. He had sent his most skillful hunters in search of his beloved daughter. They rode to all points of compass. Soon their mutilated bodies were returned, one by one.

 

Then he sent prepared message to V Bane.

 

He KNEW  that crazy fuck will insist on payment. This was the third time! Therefore he sent ANOTHER  parchment - competition was always healthy, at least for the winner.

 

He checked his unique watch, thinking, this is ridiculous, he will never do exactly as agreed. Outside his ornate windows the winged, purple dragons mated in the darkening sky.

 

** **

 

Princess Yiseldatonina hung from shiny chains in dank dungeon. Her bare feet barely touched the cold stone. She was wearing only a silken shift, her golden tresses hanging in wild disarray but still shining in the gloom... The shift was torn, displaying red weals on bare skin. It was wet, both from her sweat and cold drops falling on her heated body from the moist stone. She swung slightly on the chain, shuddering with touches of icy water.

 

Her wide, blue eyes were glued to the massive figure of Baron Goro. He was naked save for the leather breaches and  hooves-like, VERY platformed boots.  His torso was a mass of steel sinews … His greenish hand with fingers that could choke a bull was reaching for silk thread bellow her breast. A snatch on the thread and the shift would fall off, revealing a pink, budding breast.

 

Princess Yiseldatonina  was hypnotized with his yellow eyes set deep in the bald head with pointed ears. Metal bolts protruded esthetically from sides of his neck.

 

Her abductors had the same type of head. They were not six feet tall, their skin was glistening black and their hands were taloned. And, they were winged. Otherwise they were dead ringers for their master.

 

They had broken the thin bamboo net on the high window in her father’s castle. Slinking across the floor, bat-like wings dragging behind them, bare feet making metallic sounds and ripping expensive rugs they jumped her in her silken bed from Venuche. From the next room came muffled whimpering. It originated from slaves whom sweet Princess had whipped and had dragged through muddy part of pee ponds, just for fun. That was after she organized races  - five dogs against five slaves - and cheering mob went ‘easy’ on furniture. 

 

Otherwise the castle was quiet. Her father, the king, sat on the lower floor, shaking his head at the sheaf of bills.

 

She looked almost angelic in her sleep, faint smile on her pouty lips. Dark hands gripped her succulent nubile flesh, rough palm stifled her screams and talons cruelly cut her skin.  They dragged her struggling form to the window and flung themselves into the abyss.

 

Making a circle above the tower, the group sailed high over pools of lizard piss providing most of her father’s income. Thick copses of infamous pee weed grew on banks, exuding intoxicating clouds of fumes craved my so many. Abductors slowed down, hovering and inhaling peedope, wavering in their resolve. Their minds filed with visions of blissful pain.  One of them fluttered awkwardly towards the window and threw in window and threw in a small metal badge with Goro’s foul emblem on it. Then, they were off with their struggling victim, dark shapes on the starry dome of the night in which the yellow flying dragons mated.

 

** **

 

“Well now, sweet Princess,” Baron Goro was saying to his captivated victim, “seems you are in a fix, in shit, so to speak, in deep shit, if your Highness does not mind my saying so!” His deep rumble turned into dry cackle. He pulled on the thread and smacked his lips as her shift slid down the sweaty body. She broke sweat. He admired her glistening nakedness for a while.

 

“Little cunt is in for BIG time, me thinks!”  Suddenly, a writhing mass appeared on his palm and he threw it on the floor. It was two specimens of Aspidae family. 

 

They crawled towards her naked feet and each wrapped itself around an ankle. She screamed at their touch.  Snakes pulled her legs apart and their heads bored into stone. Living ropes turned into chromed metal. They continued to contract, stretching her legs painfully. 

 

She screamed again and looked at the ceiling.

 

It was deep underground and far above it, in endless vault of the nigh sky pale lavender dragons went on with their fuck game.

 

** **

 

Night was ablaze as oil in the moat burned in huge fiery gouts. Remains of the moat crashed in the burning liquid.

 

V bane had carelessly thrown a torch in it, as he beheaded the last of outside guards. His attack was as fast as one man Mongol invasion and there was no time to raise the bridge or close the gate of Goro Castle. He thundered over the wooden bridge, heedless of hails of arrows, smashed through the guards and now rode though the first gate. He was still uncaring about the fuck dance of the pink fuck-dragons in the fuck sky.

 

**. **

 

Stretched, hung and naked body of Princess Yiseldaton…  ok, ok … Nina it is! OK? Nina.

 

The BODY trembled as baron Goro clapped his hands. Dozen of spiders appeared from dark corners and rushed toward her exposed form. Since furry, yucky beings are no-no in this production they were made of chromed metal, had SIX pointed feet and bodies the size of the largest sea shells off the largest isle in the largest tropical ocean. They also sported evil red eyes and wicked looking cocks, swung like hooks pointing forward, just below their heads. To leave SOME yuck in – those glistening cocks incessantly drooled thick whitish liquid.

 

As they climbed up her legs Princess Nina kept flinching, rolling her eyes in an attempt to see them as they ascended her body. Two of those monstrosities, looking like solidified quicksilver, settled on her tummy. Another two mercilessly griped her tits - one sat on the shoulder and another enveloped her neck. Then the biggest one descended from her back to that pert ass. It spread her butt cheeks with two legs and griped her hips with the rest of his digits. Lowering itself further it rammed its metal hook in her almost virgin asshole. She yelped as the living tail hook burrowed deeper.

 

Another spider caught the body of the ass-fucking one. Then another grabbed her hair and used its last two legs to latch himself onto the beast in the middle. Her head was yanked back. As the living metal chain contracted, she though the tail hook would rip her.

 

Baron Goro snapped his fingers. The tummy spider descended on her mons royalis.  Using two chromed mandibles, it spread her labia, exposing the pink. Liquid drooled from his cock on her opened pussy, sliming it.

 

His assistant ran to him and handed him wound up dragon-hide whip. He looked like Marty Feldman, even though under his tutu hung a considerable cock.

 

“Oooo, Royal cunt will be whipped, Master? Oooo!”

 

“Shut the fuck up, Igor,” said the Baron kindly

 

Baron Goro unwound his whip. It glistened in the torchlight. It was also thin and would hurt horribly.

 

**

 

V Bane bowl-balled into waiting inner guards, scattering them like rag dolls encased in squeaky metal plates. Some were already ‘absent’ and some were too stoned on peeweed to fight. He shouted: “This is boring, you rascals!” as he swung his cock … sword, drawing arches of crimson.

 

When he cleared the way he looked at his watch, then, at the sky, wondering what time it was. Then he ran towards the gaping entrance to underground levels, where the real danger lay.

 

He did not notice the fluorescent dragons mating in the sky. Their dance was getting very angry now.

 

**

 

Baron Goro was very proficient with the whip. He delivered calculated whip licks onto the backs of the spiders on her breast, swiping them down. Then he would try for as many strikes on her heaving breasts as he could, while the metalloid beasts raced up to cover the crisscrossed mounds of succulent flesh once again.

 

THEN he turned his hand to her pussy, painfully stretched by metal mandibles. The pink flesh was red now and the Princess howled with each burning blow. With each strike, tears welled in her lovely blue eyes, as did the juices from her lovely whipped cunt, falling on the stone floor like a hard rain.

 

Her screams echoed in the dungeon then flew to the corridors beyond.

 

** **

 

Maroon dragons whirled hysterically in the sky above Goro Castle. Their cum dripped onto the barren ground, stone walls, dead guards and smoked.

** **

 

Elsewhere V Bane stopped and listened – yes, faint ‘ssss-crack-Ahrghhhh!’ sounded familiar.  He hurried down the twisting corridors. Suddenly he was at the junction and saw a black maned barbarian cautiously moving forward, huge sword ready.

 

** **

 

Whip point enters a twitching pussy. It helplessly tries to contract.

 

** **

 

Huge Cimmerian looked at him and started to growl in a barbarous accent. As he took a second look, two sets of blue eyes met with a sizzling crack. The northern barbarian blanched.

 

“Crom! Fucking Crom!”

 

** **

 

Pussy tissue is red. Whip finds angrily protruding clit. More fluid drains into the world with every seizure of Princess Nina’s cunt.

 

** **

 

“Yes. Ficking Crom!” growled V Bane in return and pumped more power in his I-make-dragons-shit-molten-lead-with–my-fart gaze. The Barbarian stood transfixed for a moment. Then he nervously looked at his watch and remembered there are maidens, gilded thrones and gold to be stolen elsewhere at smaller price. He slunk off.

 

** **

 

Whip slashes across the Incredible Inflating Lips, bounces, and crashes into fluttering inner pussy lips. Howling ensues. Cuming too.

 

** **

 

My gods, this Co... Co … whatever! … THIS  was supposed competition? V Bane thought. What is the world coming to?

 

He went on. Stripped dragons in the sky also went on with their dance. Their anger spilled on the earth like vitriolic acid, which it was.

 

** **

 

THEN Goro decided to check if he can wrap the whip around her waist twice. He could.

 

** **

 

In utter darkness, V Bane pushed onward through the bowels of Goro castle.  Faintly iridescent shapes of Moebius Stranglers floated near the ceiling.  They swooped down towards him.

 

** **

 

Striped Princess Slut whimpered for a long time after Baron Goro stopped finding new places on her body to whip.

 

“Let me down … please let me down!” The Baron roared with laughter at this pointless plea.

 

But, after all, she WAS a Princess.. Whimpering, whipped, ass cruelly fucked, made to cum from pussy whipping; she was still a princess.

 

“Ooo Cuntling knows how to beg, Master, ooo,” Igor cackled oily.

 

“Shut the fuck up, Igor, and set her on the horse.” 

 

As he rolled a metal pole with inverted wooden V legs towards her, he pushed it between her legs. He unhooked the chain from the wall, and slowly lowered her until her overly sensitive pussy touched the pole. As he kicked at the metal snakes holding her ankles he chided “Shoo, shoo, you bad creatures, you.” They reverted into their reptilian state and glided off. The Princess could barely touch the floor with her bare feet.

 

“Aren’t we nice and kind to the High Bitch, Master? We are letting her down to see if she can get up, Master! Ooo.”

 

“Shut the fuck up, Igor.” Baron approached the ‘horse’ and touched the metal with his knuckle. Long spark flew from it as he fed power into the pole. Similar sparks danced on her pussy. She wailed and jerked upwards. Now she was standing on her toes, legs taut. Dry, humming filled the dungeon and faint sparks glided along the riding pole. Similar sparks flashed from bolts in Baron Goro’s neck.

 

“THIS is not like the wet games you play with your ladies in waiting, your HIGHNESS! You will stay HIGH or my power will fry your cunt, bitch.”

 

“She will ride the hot pole real soon Master!”

 

“Shut the fuck up, Igor.”

 

** **

 

V Bane was jumping up and down on the thin strips of Moebius stranglers he managed to bring down.

 

He was doing it with savage relish.

 

Then, he moved towards the door with Goro’s two forked dick emblem on them, looked at his watch, and pushed them open.

 

** **

 

In the night sky flocks of yellow dragons cavorted and fucked.  They were trying to do it with relish, but the strain of long sky orgy was showing.  

 

After all, it started when V Bane commenced his trek.

 

** **

 

Muscles in her legs started to hurt immediately.. The need to keep them straight, supporting herself on just her toes made her sway and her torso would go down. As her open, raw pussy approached the pole, embracing it, blue sparks flashed to moist tissue and danced over the whipped pussy. The pain shot through her body and somehow always hit the base of her skull. She was alternately screaming and whimpering, her teeth chattering.

 

“Piss on the Princess Bitch, Igor.”

 

“But Master … but, but…. Your power … it might come to me ….”

 

“Shut the fuck up Igor, and do it.”

 

Resigned, Igor brought short ladders and positioned them on the side of their horsie-riding guest. She looked appalled as he climbed the stairs, stood on the top, and arched his skinny body back, pushing his pelvis forwards. His pink tutu tilted back. She did not believe he would do it.

 

Her eyes were desperate as Igor’s hand, with an ornate watch, enveloped his  fat dick, held fast by an ornate cock ring. His bulging orbs with uncentered irises spun in opposite directions and she realized he will do it. Soon she will be the Royal Pissoire. Igor’s cock head bulged like his eyes, his piss hole taking the place of an iris.

 

Princess Toilet screamed as stream of fuming piss hit her face with force.

 

She did not close her mouth as Igor’s power nozzle showered her face, and then went on to give her body a pee bath. She learned SOME manners in her father’s castle.

 

Princess wasn’t a worthy receptacle for the Baron’s piss. She had to make do with his idiot servant.

 

 

** **

 

The corridor was wide and empty. Almost.  Four encircling bands of bluish metal imbedded in the stones, one after another. Each band created a faint shimmering screen of power, four screens at distance of six feet each.

 

Shit! Grated V Bane. He knew what it was. Each screen was Magic Transformation Device. If he walked through it – no telling in what form he would emerge on the other side. And there were four of them.

 

He reached back into his backpack to search for the Ring won in the box of soap he got when he bought that cute Ghai slave at some village auction.

 

He shrugged and just sheathed his sword, What the hell; I have to trust my luck and evil mind writing this…  tale .

 

He stepped into the first screen. Blue surge of energy enveloped him and he was gone.

 

** **

 

Giggling inanely Igor was pissing on his high born ward. His stream played on her striped body and its metallic applications. Yellowish drops splashed everywhere.

 

As she was swaying and turning her head in a vain attempt to avoid the golden baptism, she knew not to close her mouth, but to receive her due with grace befitting her position. Her cunt came in close proximity with the metal bar.

 

Sparks flew. A net of tiny lighting bolts embraced her wet core. They raced up her body snaking towards the urine stream. Merrily they raced through the liquid rope and WHAMMED into Igor’s metal encased dick, seeking his spine.

 

He yelled shrilly and flew like an arc that could be called graceful, if it weren't for the fact he looked like a doll after some brat took care of it.

 

 

The Baron estimated the distance. “Hmm, not bad, Igor. Almost six feet this time!”

 

He HAD strange sense of humor.

 

Turning to sobbing Princess he growled, “And now, your Pissy Highness …”

 

** **

 

A bull frog jumped out of the magic screen. It had a tiny jeweled crown and a miniature belt around it’s warted body. A narrow stripe of a brush-like wolf pelt ran down its length.. 

 

Baron Goro had a REALLY strange sense of humor.

 

When it landed and tried to speak, only croak came out.  It looked very pissed. Resolutely, it hopped towards the second screen and jumped in.

 

Only an after-image of a crowned frog caught in mid leap remained.

 

** **

“ … Shut up!”.

 

Metal spiders which gripped her tits and rammed her ass glowed blue with each jolt and fed more shocks in her tortured wet body.

 

“Ooo, the Royal Meat does not know how to keep quiet!”  whined Igor. He was on his shaky legs again, his burnt hair standing on end, his browned cock still shedding small discharges. His pink tutu smoked as well.

 

“You too, Igor! Shut the fuck up!”  He snapped his fingers.

 

One of metalloid arachnids climbed towards her neck, clambering over his compatriots attached on her body. It went up to her head, paying no attention to her attempts to shake it off. The metal double-link joining her hair and the tail hook strummed with her efforts.

 

The spider rose on its stiff legs, clutching the back of her head and pushed its gleaming cock in her screaming mouth. The sound of her scream being cut off was most satisfying. It settled on her face, gripping her head in a vise-like hold. It did not only effectively gag  her but stared to fuck her mouth slowly.

 

The fact that it held uncanny resemblance to an alien creature from another time/place did not interest Princess Nina at all.

 

 

** **

 Nothing appeared between the second and third magic screen.

 

However …

 

If you had a very powerful magic lens, otherwise known as the microscope, you could see a family of amoebas. Why would you be interested in startled amoebas? Because they were staring… hmm, OK REGISTERING … a spermatozoid energetically swimming by them.

 

It had a brush-like strip of wolf pelt along its length.. It looked VERY pissed off. Baron Goro had VERY strange sense of humor, indeed.

 

It swam on towards the next to last screen. Its tail mimed, “I will get you for this!”

 

** **

 

The huge spiral of mauve dragons descended toward the cruel spires of the Goro Castle.   They were still desperately fucking. They seemed to be on a quest.

 

The green moon smiled at them.

 

** **

 

The blue-white electricity playing over the Princess’ cunt resembled swarms of jerky spermatozoa. The constant thick drool slowly oozing from it on to the pole was an excellent conductor. Her nether lips fluttered and flapped as if in seizure. Electro-sperms swarmed up her wetted body and were reinforced  by the metal attached to it. Her lips squeezed helplessly on the metal spidercock  fucking her upper mouth. It drooled just like her lower mouth. Her eyes rolled above the metal spidermask attached on her face.

 

She managed to rise herself above her power saddle. Then she began to slide back. Her pussy spread for the next smooch of burning pain.

 

** **

What emerged from the next to last screen looked like a hunchbacked boar on two thin legs.  The brush was wider and sharper, but it was wolf hair nevertheless.. It sported an enormous veined cock penduluming in front of its legs. It moved forward and stepped on its own dick, then tumbled on its snout. Angry drops of saliva flew from its yellow tusks. It howled its rage realizing it will have to step on its own dick every step of the way.

 

Baron Goro had sick sense of humor, no doubt about that.

 

It grimly pushed on. It yelled, fell. It rose …

 

The last screen was getting closer.

 

** **

 

The cumming was impressive. As she thrashed, more power fed into her.

Metaloarchinids augmented it. There was no screaming as the beast clutching her face diligently fucked the Princess’ mouth.

 

She peed herself as all barriers in her mind and body were uncapped. The royal pee flew every which way as she tinkled jerkily.

 

”Oooo! Royal pee is flying Master! She returns the favor of my pee! Oooo!”

 

“Shut up Igor and let her down.”

 

** **

 

V Bane staggered out of the last screen. He checked his cock. Then he checked his limbs

 

“Phew,” he sighed. “I thought I will emerge as a slug or something! “

 

He raised his eyes towards the reinforced wooden door with the mark of Goro’s Forked Cock on it. He was close to his prey.

 

Suddenly the tunnel shook and stones came crashing down. The whoosh of wings followed.

 

** **

 

She was lying on the floor in a pool of her own piss mixed with the sweat and cum juice. The spiders left at Goro’s command, ripping their cocks out of her mouth and ass and releasing their cruel grip on her boobs. Her eyes did not register much but she saw Goro’s figure looming above her. He seemed to be opening his breeches.

 

** **

 

The multicolored dragon settled on the pile of rubble. It folded its wings and swung its head towards V Bane. He stood leaning on his sword lit by furnace in the dragon’s mouth.

 

“You – Bane?” inquired the dragon laconically.

 

“Yes. What do you want? I am little busy at the moment.”

 

“You know that guy.”

 

“That guy?”

 

“Yes.” The dragon looked around suspiciously and lowered its head, pointing at the screen.

 

“You know … HIM!”

 

Bane jerked his thumb towards the screen.

 

“Oh. HIM?” He laughed. “You might say I have intimate knowledge of HIS ways! Why?.”

 

“Will you tell him to stop using us at the end of each sequence as a colorful accent? We are not accents or embellishments! We are THE DRAGONS for crying out loud!”

 

V Bane smiled sympathetically: “Sure. I get it and will tell him.  Not accents! Check! THE DRAGONS! Check!”

 

“And he has us performing damn ‘mating rituals’ during the whole damn story! YOU try fucking in flight the whole night long!  And he doesn't even use it for its HEAT value!”

 

“Ok, ok. No mating rituals. Check. Fucking in sky only with your consent. Check. And now … “

 

“And … he keeps changing our COLOR!  What will THEY think of us!  Very bad publicity for THE DRAGONKIND!”

 

“Honestly Mr. Dragon I do no think THEY care much about your color. They mostly want to know what happens to the Slut Princess. You know – sex! Speaking of which …“

 

“Oh yes, you have to rescue her, we know.” He hoped in the air and spread his wings in the cramped space. “But YOU TELL HIM!  Until then, we go on strike!”  And it disappeared in the opening

 

Bane shook his head in disbelief, then he moved on towards the door.

** **

 

Sinister two pointed shadow on the wall.

 

Igor’s malicious cackle.

 

Surgeon General determined the rest of this segment dangerous to sanity and most unsanitary.

 

Therefore, it has been deleted. Direct all you complaints to www.areyoucrazy?.com

 

** **

 

V Bane took a deep breath and, raising his sword rushed towards the door separating him from his prey.

 

He screamed his battle cry:

 

“FIIIII  ….. “

 

** **

 

Dragons are on strike.

 

Sinister watchmakers are not.

 

** **

A shower of splinters and metal bolts rained in the dungeon.

 

“ … ICCCKKKKAAAAA!” Wolf skidded to a stop in front of Baron Goro who was just tucking SOMETHING in his breeches.

 

“Ooo, Master, he just said Ka! Is he KaKa? Ooooo!” Igor affected with both palms on his cheeks. V bane whirled on him .Igor jumped behind the Baron, hiding behind his imposing rump.

 

V Bane grinned.

 

 “Is that Igor in your pants or are you glad to see me?” he said waving his sword at the pair.

”Ha ha. Funny! Maybe I should turn you into sperm again. Igor, you are not participating properly. Cum forward and impale yourself on the Princess Rescuer’s sword.”

 

“But , but Master .. but …   ooooo.” Igor fainted and plopped over.

 

Bane and Gore laughed in unison.

 

V Bane wrinkled his nose. “But …  I will get you for those transformations, you sick pervert! Not funny at all!”

 

“Oh, come on! They were good for the middle part of the story. You COULD have remained a slug, you know!”

 

“Hrmpff! And now  - to claim my booty!“

 

Baron Goro spread his hands magnanimously and pointed towards the becumed Princess  on the ground. “She is all yours.“

 

V Bane walked towards the prone figure. Her red cum-and-pee bathed face was lit and her golden tresses flew seductively.

 

“Oh M’Lord! You came to save me!”

 

“I will save you...REALLY save you, snotty aristocratic bitch!  And I will start...right now!”  She flinched as he advanced on her.

 

““Look at you...whipped, electrocuted, peed on, and covered in Goro’s c… whatever that substance is! And you kept cumming, you slut!” He opened his pants, then rummaged  through his back pack.

 

He fished out an enormous steel dildo with a horse tail AND a heavy leather collar with iron studs.

 

She had eyes only for his cock, multi veined, multi operational, multi armed and steel reinforced.

 

“But My Lord …”

 

“Shut the fuck up! I worked hard for you, now I am going to take you!”

 

He grabbed her leg, dragged her out of the peecum  pool, and flipped her over. Pushing her red ass open with one hand, he used the other to shove the steel dildo in the Royal Pink Asshole. The fuck spider paved the way and it slid in easily. Nevertheless, she yelped and trembled.

 

He turned her over again, like a piece of meat on the grill, grabbed her hips and forcefully spread her legs. His Bane Cock rammed into her ravaged pussy.  She screamed. It was not without reason that V Bane’s cock was called Pussy Bane!

 

He fucked her furiously, holding her lower torso high up, her head lolling, her legs windmilling. Her golden tresses dunked in the pee puddle. The color almost matched. She alternated between a series of screams and whimpers.

 

V Bane dropped Princess Nina on the floor and turned her yet again on all fours. Straddling his new doggie he used her golden hair to pull her head up and back. He wrapped the collar around the exposed and arched neck, locked the padlock and dropped the key in his mouth. He SWALLOWED it with relish.

 

”Now you are mine! We’ll see who will fuck around!” He sat on her back and rode her around the dungeon slapping her ass and pulling on her hair mercilessly while her tail swung merrily.  Although exhausted, the naked Princess found strength to carry her intended Liberator around several times. His hand on the bare bum MADE her find strength as the bane cock angrily bobbed above her back.

 

“I will ride you and use you. I will exhibit you on country fairs and carneys. You will be the star of sideshows for couple of copper coins and be used by village idiots. I will take you to the other side of Purple Ocean and – sell you! Many times over!”

 

She stopped, turned her head to him and beamed dreamily:

 

“Will you? Oh thank you, My Lord! Thank you!”

 

He stood up and leaned over her. His cock erupted, firing pellets of thick pearly goo in her blissful face and still untamed hair. Some pellets THUDDED onto the floor. She took this liquid branding with her mouth open. Her pink tongue licked it around her ravaged mouth. The Princess’ upturned eyes had only adoration for him.

 

“Oh that was lovely M’Lord! Thank you! Will you use me more?”

 

“I will, bitch! Happy Valentine!” he shouted stepping over her. Her eyes went wide with surprise.

 

The wooden shutters on the hidden compartment came down with an echoing crash, revealing a whole crowd of cocky aristocrats led by the King and the Queen.

 

“Happy Valentines Day, My Dear!” her parents sang in unison.

 

Princess squealed with a delighted surprise.

 

 

“Oh Ma, Oh Pa! You arranged this for me! Oh thank you on the lovely present!”

 

Kind Googa-tonina  stepped out of the opening followed by his pudgy wife and the rest of the family. They all seemed very happy.  Their jeweled watches glittered in the dungeon gloom. With his arms spread the King approached his collared daughter and her Liberator. Goro stood nearby and, behind him, the befuddled Igor scratced his head and smoothed his tutu.

.

“Step away from my property, Sir!” V Bane growled. “You are NOT tricking me out of my prize like the last time!”

 

“I could not think of doing that, my dear Bane!” he winked at his wife. She winked back and giggled. She seemed genuinely happy with the outcome for her wild daughter. “I am sure you will treat her well on your LONG journeys!"

 

“I will NOT treat her well!” growled V Bane.

 

The King did not pay attention but wagged a finger at the Baron Goro and the Bane. “You two rascals! You were supposed to fight properly, not swap banter!”

 

“It was in the heat of the moment, your Majesty! Your daughter seems happy with the arrangements for the next year. V Bane is such a funny guy!”

 

“Ooo funny guy oooo! Wild and crazy guy!” said Igor, getting back into his element.

 

All present, except for collared Princess who remained on all fours, turned to him and shouted merrily, “Shut the fuck up, Igor!”

 

“Shut the fuck up, Igor!”

 

 

THE END?

 

 

What are the REAL colors of the dragons and how they REALLY fuck will be revealed as soon as they go off the strike.

 

The mystery of watches will be unraveled in another story.

 

Another story will also explain why V Bane changed his initial.

 

The effect of dope on which the King built his fortune – until Princess started spending it - may warrant another episode. But, THAT is YET another story!