Corruption of Princesses/Elsa and Anna : First day : Elsa slowly stop struggling against the veteran
From Create Your Own Story
Elsa can't help but feel good. Her pussy feels like it's on fire and every caress is stoking it. Sending pleasures through her body. She's touched herself before but it never felt like this.
The veteran smiles as he slowly feels the princess struggling less and less and finally uncover her mouths. "Are you starting to feel good princess?" he taunts. Elsa can only moans softly as his fingers moves back and forth inside her soft tight pussy. "Ah.. n..no... who would feel ... good from this..." she asks but can't even convince herself.
The man suddenly shove his finger way deeper and harder inside her then he has, making her moans. "Don't lie to me, little slut. You're soaking wet." he says as he continue to finger her roughly. His other hand, no longer needed to muffle her, moves down and tug the top of her dress hardly, ripping the clothes, revealing her lingerie clad breasts. Moving back up, his hand tug the lingerie down as well, baring her tits. Feeling exposed, Elsa gets flustered as his palm close down on a tits and start to squeeze her. Not a gentle fondle but more akin to a rough kneading a baker would prepare it's flour.
Elsa's mind keep running wild. How did it comes to this ? she's a royal princess, yet one of her impertinent guard is just casually molesting her body. And worst of all, she's just going along with it. Worst, she's enjoying it. His hand lets go of her breasts and gives it a little slaps, making her moans once more before his hand grabs her chin to tilt her head towards him. She's been avoiding looking his way out of shame but he's forcing her to now.
"You see princess. You were lied to. You were told you were meant to rule but that's quite impossible. You can't rule when you're such an easy slut." he says cruelly as he finally pulls his hands out of her underwears, giving her a few second of respite. Elsa is left panting hard, trying to catch her breath. WEird sensation swimming in her head from all the pleasure running through her body. "you're.. lying" she can barely musters, a weak defense.
He smiles and brings his hand up in front of her eyes. There, she can see his fingers soaking wet with sticky fluids. Her own pussy juices, clinging adoringly to his fingers. "Oh am I ? Your body is more honest." Elsa's eyes goes wide, unable to pull away from the dirty sticky sight. A mess of her own making.
