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The Last Confessor Season 2 Episode 11

Posted by Hedowho on 7 March, 2021

The Last Confessor Season 2 Episode 11

(She’s the last of her kind….)

By: Kebby NG

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“I’m gonna f*ck you hard till you c*m and beg me to stop.” The king said with his voice thick and hard.
Isabelle felt aderaline rushed through her spinal cord. She shuddered in fright and closed her tight.

The king words, it had brought fear into her and it made her really scared.
He sounded really serious and she knew he met every of his words and that even scared the s*it outta her.

She couldn’t recall offending the king recently but the again, she knows she doesn’t need to offend the king before he punishes her.

Being Tabitha’s sister is more than enough for the king to punish her.
She shut her mind tightly so she wouldn’t feel the pain that was likely to feel, as she felt the king so close behind her.
Her legs shook and her hands on the table was starting to get weak for holding it for too long.
She felt too awkward standing that way for long and her back view too opened to the king.
Not as if the king hasn’t seen her all naked, but she felt damn nervous.

The king held her waist from behind and she felt his bulgy and hard thing rubbing the edge of her butt hole and that increased her fear and anxiety.

She groaned loudly as the king finally push himself into her. She was still tight as always and it still hurt her like before.
She screamed loudly as the king forced his full hard length into her. He was too big for her to take in all of him and it was hell painful.

The king pushed in more and stopped – he didn’t move into her or ride her, neither did he pull out, he just let his d*ck deep inside of her.

Isabelle bit her lip to muffle her tears as the king d*ck was stuck inside her hole.
Why wasn’t he moving?
What does he intend to do?
She asked in her head but she was a little glad because it gave her a little time for her butt hole to adjust to his huge d*ck which filled her.

With full force and without any warning, the king drove into her and she let out a loud, piercing cry. His huge d*ck stretched out her butt hole and that t hurts like hell.

“Oh! Please stop! It hurts!” She whimpered in tears, holding firmly to the table so she wouldn’t fall.
The king rode in with force making guttural sounds and his hands doing justice to her bouncing boobs.

She squirm as he banged her hard and with his hands fondling roughly with her boobs which was surprisingly more sensitive now.

“Oh…” She moaned out softly.
The king pulled out of her and used his d*ck to smack her butt and that made her squirm loudly.
It made her feel something that she hasn’t felt before.

He plunged into her again but this time, he rode her gently and Isabelle didn’t know when she started moaning out in pleasure.

King Ceasar soon spilled into her and breathed out heavily, pulling out of her.
Isabelle fell on her knees and breathed out tiredly, with beads of sweats running down her forehead. She was breathing so hard like she had just ran a marathon race.

The king lifted her up to the table to face him and spread out her legs wide opened for him.
She gasped lightly and tried to cover her face but the king brought down her hands.

Her face heat up because of how exposed her body was to the king.
The king smirked as he stared at her v*gina which was at a close view to him.

He made her raise her legs up and pushed in a finger and Isabelle whimpered.

“Ouch!” She moaned out.
He made the finger two and he began to finger f*ck her.

“Hum! Ha!” She continued to moan helplessly as the king f*cked her hard.
And then, she c*m on his fingers and the king smiled lightly in satisfaction.

He slapped her legs opened and pushed in his more hardened and erected member into her p*ssy.

She let out a loud cry as he pushed in his full length into her p*ssy which was still tight.
He pinned her hands on the table and continued to bang her hard, with her boobs bouncing helplessly.
She moaned and whimpered at the same time, throwing her head to different directions.

She was perspiring seriously and her hair was disheveled. She looked tired too but the king wasn’t going to stop.

For the third time, she c*mmed again.
He pulled out of her and took her left boob in his mouth and suckled it hard and it brought shiver to her body.
She moaned and threw her head in different directions as the pleasure was overwhelming and at the same time, it was painful.

Her boobs had become fuller and more sensible and she didn’t know why.
The king feasted on both boobs while she cried out in pleasure and the king made guttural sounds too.

*******

“Kneel!” The king ordered sternly.
Isabelle managed to get down from the table and went on her knees, in between her legs hurting from the way the king had had her roughly.
She was breathing heavily and sweats were all over her face.
It was written all over her face that she had just had a good f*ck.

The king forcefully yanked her hair and brought her mouth closer to his long and hardened d*ck.

“I want you to give me a b*ow job – what I mean is that, I want you to suck my d*ck till I c*m.” The king groaned out.
Isabelle just nodded her head as she didn’t have the power to argue and besides, all the moaning, whimpering and shouting had made her loose her voice.

Obediently and so slowly, she wrapped her hands around his huge thing and pushed in into her mouth.
It was too big but she had no choice. The king pushed in all his length into her mouth till she started choking as it had hit the back of throat.

It was difficult for her to breath and when the king saw this, he withdrew a little while she sucked and stroked it gently.

She continued to do it feeling really bashful and her face had gone all red. And minutes later, the king c*m and when she tried to spit it out, the king sent a hard glare at her.

“Swallow it!” The king voice was low and gruff and that was all it took for Isabelle to swallow the whole c*m down her throat.

“Get out!” The king ordered icily and without hesitating, Isabelle hurriedly picked up her clothes, wore it hurriedly and limped towards the door and left.

The king exhaled and made his way to the bathroom to clean up.

As Isabelle left for her room, she wondered if the king had drew all the sexual pleasures from her body because his soon to be bride would be arriving and because of that, he wouldn’t be able to have s*x with her like before.

At the thought of the king bringing in another princess to be his bride, it left a soured taste in, her mouth. She didn’t know why, but she felt a sharp pain; like a knife being pierced in her chest.
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