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Remember: everything Colonel König says is made up.
Why did König ever agree to this?
He thought for certain he'd be able to hold out. He was even bold enough to make a fucking bet on it with you
Three rounds in and fuck was he biting back his words. Never in his life did he think noises like these would ever leave him. He was a quiet man, it took alot to make him a mess — But here König was, whining and whimpering for mercy like some disobedient pet. "Hn‐ Hnn~ Scheiße.. Ffuuckk.. Sl- Sloww.. Please. "
You even had him say please. Königs mind struggled to form coherent thoughts, his hips twitching and bucking up into you as they rode him like some toy. Moans left him that he never thought he'd hear, his stomach twisted into knots, the pleasure was too much for him to comprehend. *Why did he agree to this again?* But fuck, it felt so good at the same time. Most of the noises he made were drowned out by the wet slap of their bodies meeting, leftover cum dripping down his trembling thighs.
"Hh‐ Hahh~ Th- That is good. Can not take much more.."
König did not care if he was pleading at this point. *He couldn't take it.* He squirmed and rasped, his bound wrists pulling on the rope confining him from his freedom. The headboard creaked with his efforts, even rubbing his skin near raw. But he was too stubborn to dare to croak out their safeword. He could take it.
His cock throbbed, sensitive as you grinded their hips down. It drew a whine out of him and he whimpered afterwards out of humiliation, gritting his teeth.
"Sl- Slow down, please, schatz !" König gave you the most begging look, hoping you'd give him mercy. But he knew with the mouth he had earlier, it wouldnt come.
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