Queen's Mistress (Sheeva X Cassie) | By : Oldman-Writer Category: +M through R > Mortal Kombat Views: 6526 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Mortal Kombat or any of its characters. This story is made for the sake of entertainment. |
It was a dark night; the heavy rain had made movement hard, and the soldiers were tired. They had gained a victory against the Tarkata; they deserved a rest, so they had made camp for the night.
All the tents were close to each other, in a circular form, yet Sheeva’s tent was rather distanced; there was a small path leading up to it. There were two guards at the beginning of the path; Kintaro approached them, “I want to see the queen.”
“The queen said that no one is allowed to approach the tent not even you.” The guard on the right side said. Kintaro looked at the tent at the end of the pathway and walked away, muttering insults under his breath.
Inside the tent, Cassie was on her knees, bent over, with her face shoved into a pillow and her hands held behind her. Sweat drops were running all over her naked body. She was biting down on the pillow as hard as she could because she was ordered not to make any noise.
Behind her, there was a towering figure. Sheeva’s lower right hand was holding Cassie’s hands behind her in place. Her lower left hand was between Cassie’s legs, pinching her clit. Her upper hands were holding on to Cassie’s butt-cheeks as hard as she could.
What was penetrating Cassie was like nothing she had seen before; Sheeva’s cock was uncut. It was as long as Cassie’s forearm and thick enough to stretch Cassie beyond the point of comfort, but what made it unique was that it had scales on it, similar to the ones on the Shokan’s back.
Even though they had been going at it for a while, Cassie felt the scales scratching her insides with every thrust. Cassie always said, “You think it hurts like a bitch, but it manages to hit all the right spots, so you end up becoming her bitch.”
Cassie felt Sheeva’s grip on her ass grow tighter and the thrusts were more rapid now. She thought Sheeva was close.
“You’re probably thinking that’s it,” Sheeva’s voice was heavy with lust, “but I’m not planning to let go of your ass any time soon.”
Cassie let go of the pillow. She struggled to talk without moaning. A big smile grew on her face as she giggled, “I didn’t do all those squats for nothing,” Cassie gasped, “I wanted my ass to be big enough for your hands.”
The seductive tone in Cassie’s voice as she talked about her ass drove Sheeva to an absolute frenzy. She pulled her cock out, grabbed Cassie by the waist and turned her around; she did so at such a fast speed that Cassie flew through the air and landed on her back.
Cassie let out a growl of laughter through her teeth, “You sure you’re the one in charge?” Cassie had a mocking grin on her lips now, “Looks like my words have more effect on you.”
“Shut up, cunt,” Sheeva said as she laid on top of Cassie; her tone was frustrated. When Sheeva’s weight was dropped on top of Cassie, Cassie let out a groan of pleasure; she loved feeling Sheeva on top of her. It made her feel helpless.
“Ooh!” Cassie’s tone was flirty, “Do the Shokan know their queen has a filthy mou-” She grasped the sheets underneath as hard as she could and let out a loud scream as Sheeva rammed her cock inside Cassie’s dripping wet pussy.
Since Sheeva was taller than Cassie, Cassie’s head was around where Sheeva’s neck was. She didn’t let the opportunity go and bit down on Sheeva’s neck; she had done it so many times that she had found the sweet spot.
Sheeva let out a grunt of improvement and said, “Not so talkative now, are you?”
Cassie wanted to say something, but the feeling of ecstasy was so strong that she couldn’t utter a word, only deep glutaral moans of pleasure.
By the time they were done, Cassie’s throat and legs were sore, and Sheeva’s legs were completely numb. After struggling for a bit, Cassie managed to get up on her knees; she wanted to clean herself. She had to use a lot of water to clean the semen off of her face. Cassie leaned forward and laid her hands on the edges of the bawl of water. She stared into the mirror, “On my face again.”
“You sound disappointed.” Sheeva said.
Cassie put her hand on her belly, “I want to carry your child; I’ve told you before. Do you even listen to me?”
“And I said, we can’t do that until we’re officially married. Do you listen to me?” Sheeva seemed annoyed.
After a moment of silence, Sheeva let out a sigh of regret; she got up and walked to Cassie. Sheeva grabbed her from behind. Cassie lost herself in the Shokan’s arms.
“I’m sorry,” Sheeva said, “I can be an ass sometimes. I’m sorry, but I promise we’ll get married when the time is right. Now, how do I make it up to you?”
A devilish smile grew on Cassie’s face, “Bend over.”
Sheeva wasn’t expecting Cassie to be that bold, but it had piqued her interest. She obliged. Cassie reached into her backpack and pulled out a medium-sized buttplug, “Spread you ass open.” Cassie’s tone was demanding.
Sheeva’s pride was pushing her to disobey, but she wanted to make it up to Cassie, so she did so. Sheeva had never had anything up her ass, so as Cassie pushed it in, Sheeva felt a sharp pain.
“Don’t tell me the queen isn’t man enough to take a buttplug.” Cassie said with a smile on her face.
“You’ll pay for this.” Sheeva said.
“Looking forward to it,” Cassie said as she slapped Sheeva’s ass, “You want me to forgive you? Then, keep it inside your ass until we’re back in the palace.”
“But we’re gunna ride tomorrow.” Sheeva sounded concerned.
“Of course, we are,” Cassie grabbed Sheeva’s ass-cheeks, “and every time that your ass bounces on the horse, you’ll be reminded of my forgiveness.”
Sheeva didn’t say anything; she just plotted her revenge in silence.
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