Fire Emblem: Awakening. Loins Afire!

Dirty Dating: Maribelle

It had been a month after we had married in a lavish white mansion before Maribelle finally told me her secret. Her stomach was in knots and she stammered as she admitted those days ago: "I um.... I have this.... It's a.... Oh dear how do I say it a-a... An activity I fantasize about." She took a deep breath, "It is highly irregular and I apologize in advance, I suppose I picked it up while ordering servants around and it just became... Pleasing." I knew it was hard but pressed for what she wanted, after lots of hovering around the subject, she talked: "I-I'm really into... BDSM... As the commoners call it." "Ah-whoa," I said, her porcelain features became even whiter. She wasn't expecting it but I answered "m-me too." Suddenly her porcelain face gained faint color back, "Oh really?" She said, she wanted to trap me in a lie, "Yes Maribelle." "You? Like bondage?" "Mhm." "Toys?" My mouth began to water, "Ah yes." "Degradation?" "All of it!" I felt dizzy with lust, "Please Maribelle let me do it!" She paused, then put a gloves finger to her mouth and giggled teasingly "Oh nonono, clearly, you don't understand..."

That's how we ended up where I am now. I'm naked. Naked save for leather straps chaffing against my neck and wrists. It's cold in the halls of our mansion, and the ropes keep me crawling on all fours. I can barely groan from it because I put a ball gag in my own mouth. She was coming home to the family manor soon and I know she would be exhausted from court, and when she gets exhausted, she gets demanding.... I hear the door open and those pink heels of hers clack along the pink marble flooring. Then the slapping noise of her switch toy. "I am so tired! Chair! Come here! Now!" Her little foot stamps and I mutely crawl along the floor of our manor. I bow down and straighten my back for her. I barely say through the gag "Y-your throne is here milady..." "Troglodyte!" Her black leather switch strikes my groveling face, "You came far too late. Don't let it happen again." She wipes down my back, inspecting me like a prize horse, then daintily sits down on my back and yawns. "Darling," she moans, "are you happy I am home?" I nod submissively "Y-Yes!" I feel the switch strike my butt "Yes who darling?" Her face curls into a sinister expression, she licks the switch. "Ow! Y-yes lady Maribelle!" "There we are," she says, "You're becoming a well trained little pet." She giggles like a young girl, "I am superior. Aren't I?" I nod slowly. Without provocation she slaps my face with the switch, making me bite the gag and moan. The Dire Damsel gets off her throne and lifts up my chin with the switch, "Hahah, you really do look like an animal when all bound like this. It reminds me of horse breeding," she pauses, pursing her lips as if holding back her urges, "but are you really fit for breeding?" Her faces changes expression and her eyes are a hawk's ready to swoop in on prey. Her gloved hands brush across my bruised face and I clench my teeth against the gag. Then her hands crawl down my neck and my body begins to shake. Maribelle reaches for my manhood, clenching and almost pulling by the testes. Her voice cackles, "Oh dear, you are the breeding type livestock now aren't you?" I nod obediently but out of turn, so she slaps me in the face with her switch and growls at me "That was a rhetorical you lowborn filth!" my eyes water, "S-Sorry my lady please forgi-Aah!" Her switch strikes my ass, I moan loudly and yet curl up in genuine fear. "Dolt! Do you really think being cute will save you?!" She screamed as she musters all of her strength into slapping my butt. The expression on her gaze is no longer a hawk but a lioness. A predator, and I was her prey to be brought down hard. She cackles and abuses me to the breaking point. Then, her senses return to her and she pants heavy breathes. Ever the classy lady, she politely fixes her hair and adjusts her gloves. "Oh, sorry I snapped dear little pet, where were we?" Maribelle winks, although it was hard to tell through my swollen face. She removes my gag and gives me permission to speak. "Y-you wanted to prepare your prized pet for breeding your-my-milady." "Oh yes you remembered, good boy." I smiled meekly.

She bit the ends of her gloves and slid them off her dainty fingers. My heart raced as her warm hands grabbed me by the waist and flipped me over, bound hands above my head. She gave me a sly look and reached into her pocket for a "present." "This was much too large for my hands, although I know just what it could fit." It was a sterling silver ring, no doubt from a clueless suitor, far too big for even a thumb. She slid it down my manhood, pulling the skin far back, a perfect fit. "Th-thank you for the gift my lady." I answered, pleasure rushing to my head. "Mhm. Good boy." Maribelle began undoing her clothes button by button, belt by belt until it was a pink pile on the marble flooring. Her body looked as if she had never stepped foot in the sun. Her breasts were a nice bouncing size with mature reddish nipples. She had not shaved recently, so there was just a few curly blonde hairs around her womanhood. My heat peaked. I wanted to scream from joy but had to stay silent for my dear mistress. Maribelle stood above me legs spread, towering over me like a giant. "Ready to do your duty little pet?" "Oh good gods yes!" I accidently yelled, excited beyond words. A scowl came over her face. "Well now, sounds like you still need some manner lessons." She squated down slowly, her vagina tickling the head of my manhood. "Lucky for you pet I am a multitasker." Maribelle winked.

The feeling of sliding into her was exciting. I drooled openly from pleasure with only a few inches, then my mistress backhands me, bringing me back to reality. "Now now pet I'm punishing you too." I nodded, "oh. Oh I am so sorry my lady. I-I promise it will never happen again." Too late. She fell to her knees and leans forward onto me, her little hands were firmly on my throat constricting my breathing. I felt so many feelings at once: her womanhood was a warm soft feeling on my lower body, my chest was cushioned again her springy breasts and stomach, and my throat was sore from her grip. "H-harder." I begged. She licked her lips, she loves that word. "Of course pet." Maribelle pushes her hips forwards on my erection forced back by a ring. At the same time her grip tightened until I turned purple, then loosened so I could breath, then tight again. Her white perfect teeth nibbled on my bottom lip and make a cute purring-like noise as her womanhood took more of me. "Ah-You've been a bad boy haven't you?" She moaned. I gasped between chokes "Yes." Her eyes closed, fully entranced by our act "but you-ah-love your mistress-nm-don't you?" Her nibbles became more like kisses. "Yes." I gagged. "Then.." she bit down and pushed up "Please always let me do this." "Y-yes. Mistress. Choke me. Hit me. Bite me. I agree to it, and I know it means you love me." Her lioness eyes became kitten eyes as she smiled. Her muscles contracted around my manhood and I moaned, she wriggled and squirmed on me ready to orgasm long before me. "Mm.. hrrmm. Huh! Oh- Huuuuuh!" Her juices seeped and lubricated my still stiff erection. I was glad to have turned her on so much. She dripped and panted heavily as she paused on top of me. "Mmmmmm... Oh drat" she moaned, "you made me lose control first, again. She brushed my hair calming me. "You clever pet." "I'm sorry my lady." "Oh don't be," she smiled devilishly, gripping my hair now, "it's my favorite trick of yours." She held the switch again and rolled it up and down my chest. It rubbed and tickled as she continued to ride my manhood happily. I drooled again and let my tongue hang out. I enjoy this far too much for the mistress. She struck me, but not hard more of a wake up slap. I matched her motions and thrusted up into her. She giggled slightly and held on to my wrists. I stared into those shining copper eyes I fell in love with and kissed her with all the love I had. She kissed back just as much and held on to my handstraps. Then my manhood tingled. I gasped and broke the kiss and she came to the same conclusion. "Ready my dear?" "Ready mistress." My manhood surged fluids, "Do your worst!" she commanded. She moaned first as the juices shot up against her insides. Maribelle was so deep into ecstasy she fell on me and moaned. I squirmed in my restraints and filled her with my white orgasms. The walls around my manhood twitched and constricted with every faint moan and happy noise from Maribelle. No doubt the floor around our waists was now wet with mixing juices. With her delicate body laying on mine it reminded me how sweet she is. Like a kitten. I felt myself drain completely so I attempted to get up and out of her. "Neee- No." She she softly said, pushing me down. "No leaving. Not ever." Her hands curled up around my shoulders. I lay down again, letting a tired less intimidating Maribelle snuggle on my chest. I stare down at her and notice she fell asleep... Without untying me. But it's alright. She'll wake up soon, thank me, and go right back to her posh self. So long as I am always here to relieve her.