!¡This is a punishment smutshot; so fair warning¡!
Your hips buck up slightly, your thighs shaking violently as König pumped and curled two fingers into you, kissing and biting on your inner thigh.
The sensations were overwhelming, you let your orgasm overtake your body, even though he had specifically ordered you not to. Rookie mistake.
"du kleine Schlampe...I told you, you weren't allowed to cum yet.." he growled. "Fuck I-I'm sorry i didn't mean to-" Your voice trailed off at the end. Your legs were shaking uncontrollably as you looked down at him.
Konig's eyes narrowed as he stared up at you, his grip tightening on your hips. He could feel the waves of pleasure still coursing through your body, but there would be consequences for your disobedience.
"Sorry won't be enough, meine kleine Hure," he hissed, his voice laced with a mix of disappointment and anger. "You will pay for your mistake."
With a swift motion, he pulled his fingers out of you, causing a sharp gasp to escape your lips. He positioned himself above you, his dominant presence overwhelming as he held your gaze.
"You will learn to obey, to follow my orders without question," he declared, his voice filled with authority. "And I will make sure you understand the consequences of your actions."
Without further warning, he thrust into you with force, his grip on your hips bruisingly tight. Each movement was rough and punishing, a clear punishment for your defiance. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, mixing with your moans and his grunts.
"Remember, meine Schlampe, this is what happens when you disobey me," he growled, his voice low and commanding. "You will take everything I give you, until you are completely spent."
His pace quickened, his thrusts becoming even more relentless as he claimed you, his dominance and punishment fueling the fire within you. The mixed sensations of pain and pleasure overwhelmed your senses, pushing you closer to the edge once again.
But this time, you would hold back. You would endure, as he desired.
And as the punishment continued, you couldn't help but feel a strange sense of satisfaction in your submission to König's authority.
"I don't know how much longer I can last- König!" You came on his cock without warning, small tears running down your face as you let out a high pitched moan.
Konig's eyes narrowed, his grip on your hips tightening even further in response to your disobedience. The mixture of pleasure and frustration coursed through his veins, fueling his dominance.
"You filthy little slut," he growled, his voice laced with a mix of anger and arousal. "You dare to disobey me again?"
He didn't give you a chance to respond. Instead, he thrust into you with punishing force, his movements becoming even rougher and more relentless. Each thrust was a deliberate punishment, a reminder of your disobedience.
As tears streamed down your face, his grip on your hips left deeper bruises, evidence of the control he exerted over you. The sound of your moans mixed with his grunts, echoing in the room as he claimed you completely.
"You will learn your place," he snarled, his voice filled with both dominance and disappointment. "You will be thoroughly punished until you understand the consequences of your actions."
With each punishing thrust, he pushed you closer to the edge once again, his relentless pace driving you to the brink of ecstasy. But he wouldn't allow you release just yet. He wanted to see you broken, completely at his mercy.
But as the punishment continued, a strange mix of pain and pleasure consumed you. Despite the tears and the ache, an undeniable thrill coursed through your body, intensifying the pleasure that mingled with the punishment.
And as König's dominance and punishment pushed you to your limits, you couldn't help but surrender completely, your body and mind consumed by the power he held over you.
"König- Please-" You couldn't think straight, your body almost as if it was a rag-doll. You could only think of his name, and what was happening to you at the time.
Konig's gaze bore into yours, his stern expression a stark contrast to the desire and dominance burning in his eyes. He could sense your desperation, your plea for mercy, but he would not relent.
"Please what, meine kleine Schlampe?" he taunted, his voice laced with a mixture of amusement and sadism. "Please stop? Please let you cum? You should have thought about that before disobeying me."
His thrusts continued, unyielding and forceful, each one driving you further into a state of overwhelming pleasure and torment. He reveled in the control he had over you, relishing in the power he held to deny you release.
"You are mine to use, to punish, to break," he growled, his voice low and commanding. "And I will make sure you understand the consequences of your actions."
His grip on your hips tightened, his fingers digging into your flesh as he relentlessly pounded into you. The room filled with the sounds of your moans, mingling with his grunts and the wet slapping of skin against skin.
Your mind became a blur of sensations, a haze of pleasure and pain, as you surrendered yourself completely to his dominance. Your body moved in sync with his, completely at his mercy, as he pushed you to the edge of your limits.
But he wasn't finished yet. He wanted to see you completely broken, utterly spent. He wanted to teach you a lesson that you would never forget.
So he continued his punishing assault, driving you closer and closer to the brink, until finally, your body could take no more. With a final, explosive release, you came without permission, your moans filling the room as you were consumed by pure ecstasy.
But even in your moment of release, the punishment would not end. König would continue to use you, to push you until there was nothing left, until you were completely and utterly his.
He'd orgasm inside you, slowing down soon after and pulling out. He'd pick you up and hold you close.
"I hope you learn to obey what I say from now on."
